Nozomu

If I can't see you you can't see me

Shota Aizawa called himself a rational person. Some things he did, however were not completely rational. Yes, getting 5 cats maybe wasn't rational. Yes, maybe marrying Yamada was not rational. Maybe expelling his entire class because they didn't have potential wasn't rational.

Other then that, he was a rational man.

So you know what? He was allowed to be a little irrational at times. Now was one of those times, the man thought he could take a metric fuck ton of criminals on with no backup. That Is, until they figured out his weak points. Eyes, sides, those places. And the criminals went for those places.

Not good.

But those thoughts of 'oh god I'm gonna die alone in an alley because I wasn't being rational' stopped when a little black blur ran into the alley and started kicking ass. Taking the opportunity, Aizawa got back up and fought to live another day. After that fun experience, Aizawa looked over to the helpful stranger only to realise something.

"Kid, you shouldn't be here."

"I think a lot of people shouldn't be here right now, but here we are." The masked figure said, gesturing to the mound of unconscious lawbreakers.

The kid's got spunk, Aizawa'll give him that.

"Do your parents know you're here?"

Nozomu laughed bitterly. "I hope the fuck not."

"Overprotective?"

"No, I just think they shouldn't know since I'm legally dead."

"Since when were you one to follow the law?"

Nozomu snorted at that. "Got me there, dad."

Aizawa looked at the kid. "I am not your father."

Nozomu pointed at Eraserhead. "YOU ARE NOT THE FATHER!"

Aizawa deadpanned. "Why are you like this?"

Nozomu shrugged. "Sorry for having a traumatic childhood. I never got to live it up then, so I get to make up for lost time now."

Nozomu's stomach growled. 

...

"Hey, you wanna get some food, Eraser?"

That's how an underground hero and the number one vigilante walked into a broken down resteraunt at 1 in the morning.

"Well if it aint my favorite little vigilante! How ya been, Nozomu? Who's this old guy?" Spoke an old woman's voice.

"Hey Mrs. V! This is Eraserhead. He's an underground hero and also my dad but not really!" Eraserhead smacked him on the back of the head.

"Stop going around and telling people I'm your father."

"Sorry but you are the closest thing I've had as a fatherin the last 10 years, and that's really saying something since you're a hero and are supposed to bring me to jail."

Aizawa huffed. "Sounds rough, kid. Now let's get something to eat, I'm hungry."

(That's eraserhead for "Oh my god please let me adopt you and cherish you Yamada will shower you with affection)

After the meal, the two left the place and Nozomu walked Eraser home.

"Do you like cats?"

"I have five."

"Cool! I have one, his name is Beans."

Aizawa snorted. "You named your cat Beans?"

"Yes, and he is my precious boy, you heathen." Nozomu said with fake aggression. Aizawa looked up to see his house in view.

"Here's my stop. See you later, kid."

Nozomu smiled and gave him a piece of paper before leaping onto a rooftop and out of sight.

Aizawa looked down and saw written on it with messy handwriting was: 

Xxx-xxx-xxxx

Here's my number, Let's text sometime!

- your son boy :)

Eraser his his smile in his capture weapon as he walked inside.