A Vigilante Barista [Vigilante deku, dadzawa]

Chapter 10 - The detective

[third person POV]
[2380 words]

Izuku jumped through his window and rolled onto the ground. Pain shot through his arm when he landed on it, but he ignored it. He let out a raspy breath as he closed the window and locked it. The male kitten rushed up to Izuku, letting out quiet meows as he did.

'Hello Shiroi...' Izuku greeted with a smile.

The cat slapped him gently on the face with his paw. It was his way of telling the teen off when he had done something naughty or reckless.

It had been a little over a month since Izuku took in the two kittens. They had both settled in nicely and were looking healthier. Shiroi was particularly mature, despite being so young. He always made sure Izuku and his sister were healthy, had eaten and were taking care of themselves. He absolutely hated it when Izuku did any remotely dangerous patrolling.

Izuku had named Shirois sister Yukiko, and she was a quiet kitten. She seemed to be good at hiding, and going around unnoticed. She would often pounce at Izuku when he was off guard, which always frightened the teen.

Shiroi nuzzled his head against Izukus leg comfortingly. He knew Izuku had been out doing dangerous jobs, and that it was important to him.  He just hated it when Izuku would get injured.

Izuku stood up and walked into the bathroom. He stared at his reflection in the mirror, noticing his mask had a tear through it and one of his cloak sleeves had been completely torn off. He took his cloak off and pulled on a black jumper, then walked up to his computer.

He had spent the night at a meth lab, taking photos and recording observations. Unfortunately for him, he was caught by some of the guards there, and they got a few hits in on him. He had to flee the site before he got injured any worse.

Izuku printed off the document, then placed it in a folder. He was about to walk out of his house, but Shiroi dug his claws into his pants and cried.

'I'm fine, I promise...' Izuku mumbled.

The stubborn kitten climbed up his clothing with his claws and stared at his arm with an upset look in his eyes. His arm seemed limp, and he hadn't been using it since he got home.

'It's just a sprain... anyway, I need to deliver these documents.... would you like to come?' He asked.

The kitten slipped into Izukus hood and curled up. He was so small that it was impossible to see him.

Izuku left his apartment and ran through the shadows. He wasn't in his complete vigilante costume, since his mask and cloak had ripped. He had a spare, but since he wasn't going out to fight he decided he didn't need it. Tsukauchi already knew he had purple hair and purple eyes, so he would still be recognised.

He ran into the police station and up to Tsukauchis desk. The detective looked up at him and smiled.

'Diamond, how are you?' The detective asked.

Izuku sat the documents down and pulled a chair up to the desk.

'Fine.' He signed. 'I need to talk about this case a bit before a leave.'

The detective picked up the folder and flipped through it. He nodded and typed away on his computer.

'We had thought about this company but had no other information which could give us a search warrant...' He mentioned.

Izuku nodded. 'I know. I hacked into you suspected list and researched each of them. I do believe one of the other listed companies is involved with a different crime, though...' he pointed at a name on the document.