I Don't Run An Orphanage!

chapter 9

Hey everyone, it's time for Kota.

Now I need to remind everyone, canonically Kota is five when we first see him and is six currently. Just letting you know I technically aged him up a little.
Oh and also keep in mind Kota is still as much of a little shit as he was when we first met him.

Anyway, onto the chapter. It may not go as you expect.

Izuku looked at the sight before him in disbelief. "This…"

He had been taking an early morning jog(How he managed to free himself from the dogpile of kids on top of him without waking them even he didn't know) and found it had been raining. Still, no pain to gain, so he put on a raincoat and some boots and started running.

However, during the middle of his jog through the park, he found something he really should have been expecting by now.

In front of him was a small child, about six, with black hair, a pair of shorts, a white shirt, and a hat with two spikes on it collapsed in a bush.

Immediately Izuku looked around, wondering if the boy's parents were anywhere around. Of course, there was no one around.

After making sure he wasn't kidnapping a child, he immediately scooped him up and ran towards his house.

He's in bad shape, he's shivering a lot! How long was he out in that rain! And he looks like he hasn't eaten in a while too. Izuku ran as fast as he could, he needed to get home so he could help this kid.

The Next Day.

Kota opened his eyes slowly, blinking at the light flooding his eyes.

Ow. My body hurts. He groaned. His body was sore and moving even just a little was a strain on his little body.

He looked around to the best of his ability and saw that he was in a bed. He was covered by blankets and there was an I.V. drip attached to his arm.

Where am I? I passed out in the park...did someone bring me to the hospital? This doesn't look like a hospital. Kota was confused and tired. So very tired.

He closed his eyes, fading in and out of consciousness until eventually he gave in and passed out.

…

There was nothing.

Kota stood in a black void. The only things along with him were two body bags.

Kota stared at the bags. His body frozen by the many emotions running through him.

Anger.

Sadness.

Fear.

Betrayal.

He just stared at them for a while, until his body moved forward.

But he wasn't controlling it.

Dread grew inside of him as he moved closer to the bags. No! Stop! Stop moving!

Kota's body grabbed the zippers of the body bags and started opening them.