Chapter 1: Aizawa
Aizawa Shouta didn't trust the man the second he heard his voice. The arrival of Midoriya Hisashi had interrupted Aizawa's nap, true, but it went beyond that. The man's voice held a level of maliciousness that Aizawa had spotted from miles away.
In short, he had the voice of a villain. Years of pro-hero work had made the distinction abundantly clear to Aizawa.
To his knowledge, Midoriya had never spoken about his father. Aizawa would have expected to have limited information on his students' parents, but this was Midoriya. Anyone within a mile-radius of the kid learned something about someone he admired.
But the kid would want to meet he man standing at the front gates. Even if he didn't, Midoriya at least deserved the option.
With a sigh, Aizawa instructed the man to have his identification waiting. Then he clambered out of his sleeping bag, annoyed with the whole situation.
There was no official U.A. protocol for long-lost parents demanding to see students, so Aizawa would be operating off of judgement along. As he walked to the front gates, as soon as Aizawa saw the man he wanted to tell Hisashi Midoriya to leave, go back to wherever he'd popped up from.
Instead Aizawa merely accepted the man's identification and took pains to memorize all of the information to look the man up later.
"You're Midoriya's father?" Aizawa asked, looking up.
"I am," the man said with a sickeningly sweet smile.
Aizawa wanted nothing more than to strangle the man with his scarf, but if he did that to another supposedly innocent man, Nezu would kill him. The principal still liked to remind Aizawa that they were still dealing with the legal repercussions of last time.
Instead Aizawa said, "Your name isn't anywhere on Midoriya's paperwork. That means we need parental consent for you to see him."
He noticed the man's quirk activating, but it was involuntary. Aizawa was disgusted at the man's lack of control, but as no one was endangered and he wasn't technically on school ground yet, it wasn't technically illegal. He wouldn't give himself dry eye just yet.
"I could call Inko if you want me to," the man offered.
"That won't be necessary," Aizawa said flatly. "I will speak to her myself."
Stepping away, Aizawa dialed the number for Midoriya Inko. He wouldn't normally have a parent's phone number saved in his phone, but due to Midoriya's self-destructive tendencies, it had become a necessity. He had had to make one too many emergency calls to the poor woman.
"Which hospital is he in this time?" Inko asked without any form of greeting, her voice panicked. "Is he going to lose the use of his arms for good?"
"Izuku is fine," Aizawa was quick to say. "I'm calling because we have a man here who claims to be Izuku's father. I checked his identification, and I don't currently have a reason to get him off of school property. Do you have one?"
On the other end of the line, Inko hesitated. "Let Izuku make the choice," she finally said. "But Hisashi is unpredictable. Don't take your eyes off of him. I don't know what he might do. He's never hurt anyone to my knowledge, but he's not the man I knew. Be careful."
Aizawa was glad that Inko was picking up on the same concerns he had, but also a bit worried, because that meant she'd had some contact with the man, and that put a sour taste in Aizawa's mouth.
"He won't touch any of my students, especially Izuku," Aizawa promised. "Thanks, Inko."
Hanging up, Aizawa opened the gates for Hisashi. "Your story checks out. If you'll follow me, there's paperwork to be done, then we'll go get Izuku to see you."
The man was clearly furious, although he made a feeble attempt at hiding it. The eye twitch and the smoke leaking from his mouth would have given away, if the crazed look in his eye hadn't been glaringly obvious. But Aizawa could feel him attempting to restrain his quirk, so he didn't see anything.
Hisashi made an attempt at small talk, but Aizawa merely said, "I will warn you, if you don't keep your quirk in check, you will be escorted off campus without seeing your son. You are not authorized to use your quirk here."
Besides, the smoke was starting to bother his eyes.
The man was a little too curious about the school. He stared at everything like he was trying to uncover its secrets, with an intensity that made Aizawa a little uncomfortable. THe look in his eyes was eerily like Midoriya's when he was analyzing fights, but he wasn't nearly as observant as his son. His eyes skipped over things that Izuku would have been furiously scribbling about in his notebook.
Aizawa deliberately led the man to one of the first rooms he came across upon entering the school: the interrogation room. He decided that the less Midoriya Hisashi saw of U.A., the better.
Hisashi tried again to talk to Aizawa, but he finally found the paperwork he'd been seeking and slammed it down on the table that sat in the interrogation room. It was the same paperwork that was given to the few employees that weren't pro-heroes.
Nezu had installed the interrogation room for particularly serious misdemeanors among the students. It seemed innocuous enough, decorated like a small conference room, but there was a two-way mirror that connected to an observation room, well supplied with popcorn.
After another bout of Hisashi trying to make small talk, Aizawa excused himself. "I need to speak briefly with a colleague."
Aizawa left Hisashi to fill out paperwork, deciding to share the problem. He strode down the hallway until he came to a certain office.
Normally he would've enlisted Mic, or Midnight, but as this concerned Midoriya, there was really only one option.
He didn't bother to knock as he entered the office. "Toshinori, I need your help."
The skinny man instantly straightened up, eyes intent on Aizawa. "What's wrong?"
"We have a visitor," he said grimly. "He feels like a villain, but legally I have no reason to kick him out."
Toshinori tensed. "And who is this visitor?"
"Midoriya's father. I know you have some bond with the kid that I don't pretend to understand, so you're the best person to handle this," Aizawa said. "You talk to Midoriya and I'll babysit his father."
Toshinori nodded. "I appreciate that, Aizawa."
While Toshinori left for the dorms, Aizawa sighed before starting back towards the interrogation room. He was exhausted, and he desired nothing more than to stick Midoriya Hisashi in one of the dungeons that Nezu doubtlessly had around the school. However, he hoped that he was doing what was best for Midoriya. The boy was sentimental enough to want his father in his life, even if the man was the flaming garbage he seemed to be.
But the second Midoriya Hisashi was less than beneficial for his son, Aizawa would be there. He would never admit it, but this group of students was special, and among, them, Midoriya would go far. However, they were still kids. While they had already faced so much, Midoriya especially, it was Aizawa's duty to protect his kids from what he could.
Besides, Aizawa had a feeling that if this man hurt Izuku, Class 1A would have some things to say.
A/N: For any first-time readers, this is a companion for my other fic, Arson. This won't make a ton of sense without reading that as well. This is Aizawa's perspective on the events of chapter 3 of that. Next up is All Might's perspective! These chapters are going to be shorter than usual, as they're not really establishing new plot, they're just giving a broader perspective.
As always, let me know what you think. If you have any characters you want to hear from, let me know! I also want to have a lot of fun with these chapters, so there will be some ridiculous side stories as well.
Note: I was really entertained by the idea of Aizawa and Inko knowing each other fairly well. I imagine the two know each other pretty well, because they have Deku the problem child to collectively worry about. I like to think the two are bros, maybe go out for tea every now and then and commiserate about how stressful raising Deku is. They thought about inviting All Might, but sometimes he's even more of a problem child than Deku.