Izuku Aizawa (Dadzawa)

Chapter 2: New Home and U.A. 1

(Aizawa POV)

It's early seven in the morning. I am drinking coffee beside the hospital bed while Zashi was getting ready to leave for his patrol. 

After awhile the kid started shuffling and tears started to flow as he put his hands on his head. Poor kid, having a headache sucks.. I sighed then he looked at me with half-lidded eyes. Those green eyes were Emerald just like Inko's. 

He started trying to hide under the blanket, but I guess he thought that hiding his face was enough as you would see his hair fluffing out like there's a bush on the bed. 

"Hey kid." I greeted him. Then he peeked his eyes out to look at me.. "You got a headache?" he nodded. I sighed, "figured. you have fever kid." we looked at each other some few seconds. Then I decided to talk. "My names-" I was cut off by the kid. "Eraserhead.." He said in a weak small voice but excitement still in the tone. I looked at him wide eyed, I'm an underground hero, not barely famous. You may have heard of me but kid's don't usually take interest in underground hero work.

surprised that the kid know me. "how do you know kid?" I asked. "j-just a big fan of heroes..."

I let the topic go immediately and called a doctor. 

I came back with the doctor and Izuku was playing with the sheets and pillows. 

"Hello Izuku" the doctor greeted. "I'm here to check your temperature." and so the doctor did what he had to do. "His fever seemed gone now, headache must be because of the stress, he's ready to go home now as long as he is being taken care of." he finished.

"I'm taking him home." I said to him. I want to go home as soon as possible. The ambience in the hospital was suffocating.

He then left and I'm alone with the child.. I don't really know what to say so we stayed quiet. Until he asked me something. "Eraserhead sir?" "Call me Aizawa kid" "ok.. uhmm, do you know what happened to mom?"

My tired face turned into a sad face.. How would I tell a child that his mother died in a villain incident?  "..." I couldn't bring myself to say something.

(Izuku POV)

Looking at mister Zawa I could tell that my mother died in the incident last night. Watching many hero movies I know all too well what happened.. so I try not to cry but tears slowly run out my freckled cheeks. "Zawa? Who's gonna take care of me now?" I asked him. Zawa's  face turned to me surprised, but I know he knows what I mean and found out.

He wiped my tears and and said, "I'll adopt you real soon okay kid?" Knowing that I will stay with him made me feel at ease and safe for some unknown reason. I nodded and hugged his sweater because I couldn't give a full hug. He hugged me back.

(Time Skip)

Present mic came here with newly brought clothes for me. It was green sweater. He said I should call him Zashi and so I do. I was beaming with excitement! I listen to his radio shows! and Zawa seemed happy for some reason.

Zashi came here to pick us up. We exited the hospital and Zawa sat me at the back seats.

We arrived at a simple apartment and I was more than satisfied. As I enter holding onto Zawa's hands, a cat came brushing itself to me. "He seems to like you" Zawa said. I gave him a smile and started playing with a cat.

(Time Skip- 1 week later)

( Aizawa POV)

I've been taking care of Izuku this past week, luckily Mic's been helping me and made things easier. Izuku was easy to handle in all honesty, he loves heroes, katsudon, the color red, and is good at analyzing. I noticed how he mumbles whenever he watches new hero shows and movies. I already signed the adoption papers so right now I'm Izuku's legal parent.

I just started teaching at U.A. this year, I don't even know how Mic got me to work there. I'm not really the best with children. Generally they came off as annoying but a few exceptions can't be avoided. Unfortunately I have to go back to teach my class, and since I don't trust babysitters and  Zashi has his own class to teach I have to bring Izuku.

So here I am now packing a backpack full of stuff for Izuku. Including snacks, extra clothes, water bottle, some of his hero toys and a pen and notebook. I already told Nezu about my situation, the bear dog hamster like principal agreed to me bringing Izuku to U.A.

It was just a few minutes drive from where I lived so we got there in no time. Zashi parked the car and I went to get Izuku out the backseat. Picking him up along with the backpack. I was carrying Izuku and I can't help but give a slight smirk at the kid's excitement. Just looking at him, obviously U.A. is his dream school. If that's the case Quirkless or not I'll train him to be a hero.

Zashi was walking through the halls with me carrying Izuku, it's good that we came early, there were fewer students. We soon reached the faculty room or teacher's lounge, Zashi kept cooing on Izuku as he opened the door for us. Everybody stared at me shocked or confused. 

"what?" I say in my usual monotone voice. 

"A CHILD!!!" Nemuri shouted, The pro hero who's alias Midnight ran to me and stole the kid. I squeezed the bridge of my nose. 'It's too early for this'. I came to my seat and let Nemuri play with Izuku as he looked like his enjoying Midnight's presence. "His name is IZUKU!" Hisashi said as he pass Nemuri and Izuku.  I sighed in defeat.

And of course the iconic hero lover then started talking about experiences and quirks. Then he snapped his eyes wide as he feel like he's remembered something. "Notebook!" He exclaimed. He ran to me fast and started asking for something, "Zawa! Zawa! the notebook!" I sighed and started getting it from his bag ignoring the awees of the other teachers.

Once he got it, "Thanks Dad!!" he said as he goes back to Nemuri. "DAD!?!!" all of them shrieked besides Mic. what a headache..."Oh right! Izuku someone would like to see you soon, I suggest you interview these heroes while waiting." I say with a slight grin creeping out my face, fortunately my scarf is covering. 

Few minutes later the bell rang and I have to go to my class, "Hey Izuku, wait here alright? I'll come back later". He nodded as he was now talking to hero Cementos.