This is a Aizawa x Reader Fan fic about Hitoshi Shinso being his son. Ive been looking everywhere for a fan fic about this situation but I cant find any so I decided to make one on my own. I hope I can do it justice because I really love this Idea. I might literally be the only person who likes this but its ok because I'm enjoying the hell out of writing it lol. This is a My Hero Academia fan fiction. Warnings: Smut, harsh language, violence, spoilers, so on and so forth. My Hero Academia is not mine nor are the characters or anything else pertaining to My hero.

A young deputy exited the third car and raced toward us. He was white as a sheet and looked very distraught at whatever news he had to share. "Present Mic!" Hizashi turned, "what up, listener?" He replied obnoxiously as the officers of the other vehicles began apprehending the criminals and reading them their rights. The young deputy faltered a moment and bowed his head before continuing softly, "there was a fire..." A cold chill ran down my spine. OC X Aizawa (kinda taboo as she's student aged...but whatever....hahahaha)

This is all about Aizawa from My Hero Academia, I don't think there are nearly enough stories about him so heres my take on a cute story about him. Hope you enjoy it too! I don't own any of the characters from the show just a handful of myown. All the art throughout is mine though!

"We are, without a doubt, enemies." *Warnings* - Strong language ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ - Violence (x_x) - Sad boi shit ('°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) - Sexy time ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°} - Tooth rotting fluff (^_^) This fanfiction will generally follow the plot of the anime/manga up to a certain point. Obviously some things will be different since I'm inserting new characters. With that being said, this book may contain anime and manga spoilers. Read at your own risk. All BNHA characters are property of Kōhei Horikoshi.

Arisa opened the door with her gun at the ready, blood was soaking the back of her shirt but she refused to rely on us. The hostages were inside, she breathed a sigh of relief before motioning for us to join her. "Untie them all, I'll clear the stairwell." She ordered calmly before turning toward the door. My hand moved on its own catching her small wrist. "Why don't you let us take care of that, you're injured." Her glare was frightening, "I know my limits, I'm nowhere near them. Please release me or I shall consider this an act of aggression toward an officer of the law and will be forced to subdue you." "Yikes." Hizashi chuckled and wandered off to untie the hostages. "Consider it whatever you want, it's reckless for you to try and clear the entire building in your current condition." I shot back at her. "You have to the count of three to let go." She hissed. "I don't understand, is it pride, are you trying to prove something here?" "One." I stared down at her in disbelief. Why was she being so stubborn? "Two." "Arrest me, then, I'm not letting you go alo-." I didn't get to finish my sentence and she didn't say 'three' before her elbow slammed into my gut with enough force my vision darkened as all the air rushed from my lungs. Her knee connected with my face the moment I stumbled forward and before I could register everything that had just happened in that split second, I was lying face down on the ground with my hands twisted painfully behind my back. The cool metal of handcuffs rubbing against my wrists brought me to my senses. She handcuffed me!

[Preview] I moved further into the alley and peered behind the dumpster. My heart fell as I strained to see through the darkness and spotted a bright orange cat that appeared to be hurt. It was barely conscious, it's strange heterochromatic orbs struggling to stay open. "Sh. It's alright." I slowly extended my hand toward the cat. It let out a hiss but seemed too injured to move away from me. I couldn't reach it and had to push the dumpster out of my way. The ginger cat flinched and tried to get up to run. A yowl of pain escaped it and it fell back over, too weak to move. "I won't hurt you." I tried to reassure the frightened cat as I gently scooped it up and tucked it against my body trying to shield it from the rain. There weren't any emergency vets anywhere nearby nor a local vet open at this hour. I'd have to try and do what I could at home until I could get it to a vet. The cat slipped from consciousness as I carried it home.