[third person POV]
[2440 words]Izuku hadn't been out on a patrol in over a month. Instead, he had compiled a long document full of crimes that had been neglected by the police, as well as missing children reports. He decided it was time to give the documents to Tsukauchi, so he got into his vigilante costume and left his house.
He ran there quickly and walked up to the detectives desk. Tsukauchi looked up at the teen. He seemed rather surprised; perhaps because Diamond hadn't been seen in so long. He thought to himself while Izuku sat a pile of documents on the desk along with a USB.
'Are you doing well?' Tsukauchi asked.
The teen glanced at the detective, and gave a simple nod before heading towards the door.
'Diamond, please let us help you...' Tsukauchi desperately begged.
The teen stopped walking. They wanted to help him? Bullshit. If they wanted to help him, they could've tried to find him when his parents locked him inside for his childhood. People were untrustworthy, and useless. If you want to help the world, you have to do it yourself. He looked back at the detective.
'I don't need help.' He signed before disappearing from the police station. He scaled a building and stood at the top by the rails. The wind blew his hood off, which was frustrating but not a big deal. He took out his tablet and opened an application he programmed.
There were red dots spread across a map of Musutafu, which were places where fights had broken out. He decided to go out and stop all the battles, which is what he did. They were tedious to him; the fights were bland. Though, he prevented injuries to civilians so that's all that mattered.
He decided to go on his daily run, which usually was just him leaping across buildings in the city for 30 minutes, but since he hadn't been out in a while he decided to run for 2 hours. He was thankful that there were no interruptions during his run, it allowed him to get home to do his daily pushups and squats, before showering and getting ready for work.
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Work was the same as ever. Nanami was late, Izuku opened the store and made food. Aizawa didn't come in that day, which relieved the teen. He was calmer when he didn't have to keep an eye on hero's.he spent most of the day roasting coffee beans, and making up puff pastry to freeze while Nanami spent the day in the kitchen.
Izuku was mopping the floors around midday, when Aizawa walked into the cafe with a few others. Izuku flinched when he sensed the hero's familiar aura. He looked towards Aizawa and waved.
'Hello Izuku...' he greeted as he sat down with his acquaintances.
Izuku put the mop away and walked up to the table to take their orders.
'I'll just get my usual, and anything that you've cooked today...' Aizawa smiled.
Izuku nodded and wrote down his order, then looked towards the others. There was a small bear mouse looking person, whom Izuku knew was the principal of UA, as well as midnight, a pro hero that worked at UA.
'What kind of tea do you have?' Nezu asked with a curious expression.
Izuku pointed at a menu on the table. Nezu looked towards it and nodded.
'Just green tea for me!' He smiled.
'I want a chocolate milkshake and chocolate cake, all on Aizawas card!' Nemuri snickered.
Izuku wrote it down while Aizawa complained about needing to pay. Nanami bursted into the room and pointed at Aizawa.
'Shota! What do I do? Izuku is refusing to take his required leave!' Nanami complained.
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A Vigilante Barista [Vigilante deku, dadzawa]
FanfictionIzuku is a professional hacker that uses his hacking skills as well as physical strength to fight crime. He works in a small cafe as a barista, one which pro hero Aizawa frequents. Aizawa had been struggling to gather information about a vigilante...