Their Teacher and his... Dad?! (Hiatus)

(Will be back in January at some point)
Izuku Aizawa made by a quirk on accident while Aizawa was out chasing a villain is basically a mini Aizawa with bright emerald green eyes and freckles. His quirk? An enhanced version of his fathers with the addition of being able to read everyone else quirks and weaknesses. In means of protection as Izuku grows he has a sick, freckled, quirkless boy using the last name of Midoryia.

"Hey kid how was school?" Vlad asked as I walked into the lounge and threw my bag on the floor. I looked to him with a deadpan look before shaking my head.
"It was shit."
"Language!" My father shouts from his spot on the floor in his sleeping bag I got him some odd years ago for Christmas.
"But it's true!" I told him. "The teacher sits back and watches as the other kids torment me because I'm 'Quirkless'."
"Fight back and put their asses back in place." My dad said hypocritically.
"Tried that and I got detention remember? The whole damn school is discrimination." I explained short and biter sweetly."
"Did you tell them you father was a pro hero?"
"You told me I can't and even if I did they would never believe a 'quirkless Deku'." I responded blandly.
"Well then it seems we have a trip to make." Nezu said as he popped out of nowhere surprising everyone but me as I was used to his weird antics. It was about half past noon and since the whole school thought I had a 'weak immune system' I had to leave early when in reality I came her to continue learning at a college level.
"I have kids to teach." Vlad said as Nemuri walked in.
"Not me! My kids just left to go on their patrols. Now where are we going?"
"To my school I'm guessing."
"Oh can I carry you in like you passed out?"
"Hell yea!"
"Language!" Shota yelled out with a pained tone.
"Japanese, English, Russian, French, ASL and JSL." I yelled back.
"Damn it Nezu!" My dad yelled in frustration as I walked out the door to follow said person and Nemuri.