Arkyn couldn't help but yawn as he stepped off of the plane. It was a surprisingly tiring flight and no matter how much he had tried to sleep through it, he just wasn't able to. He had barely slept 3 hours for the 10 hour flight and it had bored him out of his mind. Well, it could have been worse if not for the copious gigabytes of anime that he had made sure to download to his tablet. That had made the flight more enjoyable than it really could have been.

Looking around the airport he found himself in awe, almost spellbound as he took in the surroundings. He was finally in Japan. After months of preparing and waiting, he was finally here.

And he was completely and utterly lost.

Pocketing his earbuds he looked around him, trying to find someone who could help direct him to the exit terminal but as he stood rooted to his spot people kept walking past him, unaware or simply uncaring of his little predicament.

Eventually he came to the rather embarrassing realization that the solution to his dilemma was quite literally hanging in front of him.

"I'm so dumb, there are signs directing me where to go. . ." He mentally slapped himself. It wasn't as if he couldn't read or speak Japanese. At this point all he had to do was follow the signs.

Easy.

Well it would be if he hadn't realized halfway through that he didn't even know what his new guardian looked like!

All he had was a name with no face to go with it. For all he knew Yagi Shindo was a midget with four arms. Shindo Yagi he mentally corrected, remembering the cultural differences between Finland and Japan.

"I am so screwed. How am I going to even find this guy?" He mumbled. Or was it a girl, he wondered. Yagi sounded like one of those names that could be used for both genders.

He came to a pause in front of the escalators.

'I did come the right way right?' He pondered, a pit of anxiety forming in his stomach. What will he do if couldn't find his guardian? Would he be stuck here without a home? Maybe he could talk to the police?

Tears threatened to fall from his eyes but he somehow managed to hold them back. Blinking and wiping away the moisture in his eyes he took the chance to head down the escalators. It was a longer ride than he had expected but it gave him time to calm down some. Even if he wasn't able to find Shindo Yagi he was positive the police could help out. The person was supposed to be the CEO of a pretty big company anyway. Someone could help him right?

Oh he hoped and prayed someone could because he had absolutely no idea what he was doing. He had made it so far by following the signs and going with the flow of the crowds and if he was to be honest he had no idea if he was even reading the signs right. It was a hell of a way to test his ability to read and understand Japanese.

"Ah! Is that you Ericson Arkyn?!" A voice snapped him from his internal conflict.

Scanning the area as the escalator went down he locked his eyes onto a rather indistinct man waving his hands. If not for the two heroes clearly flanking him and the crowd taking pictures he probably would've struggled to find him in the gigantic crowd of people.

He raised a hand and waved in an almost frantic manner. A joyful expression forming on his face, the previous doubts and fears washing away into nothingness, At this point the escalator couldn't move fast enough.

'Screw this!'

Giddy with excitement the son of Eric didn't even bother waiting until he reached the bottom, opting to grab his suitcase over his head before leaping over the heads of those in front of him much to the surprise and horror of those present.

"Arkyn!"

"Kid! What are you doing?!"

"Wha-"

Drowning out the other shouts and cries of indignation he allowed himself light up in sparks of blue lightning as he landed with a crouch in front of the man who had called him. Straightening up, he let the suitcase on the ground before taking a detailed look at his new guardian.

He was a lot older than what he was expecting. With gray streaks contrasting against black hair, he had an air of calm surrounding him, although he seemed a bit too surprised. It wasn't as if he did anything too crazy right?

"You crazy little kid!" His musings were cut off by a whip? No it wasn't a whip but it certainly hurt like one. "Don't go jumping around like a rabbit like that with your quirk! Show some damn restraint!"

Rubbing the stinging part of his head he looked at the person responsible, wanting give them a piece of his mind. Hero or not you didn't just smack him in the head without something in return. Almost immediately he regretted even looking at the persons general direction. The sadistic expression on the womans face was something he hadn't seen in anyone but his mother. Except this lady had it dialed to eleven with some weird clothes to match.

She caught his look. "You got something to say kid?" The whip or whatever that was in her hand cracked in air dangerously and the smile plastered on her face was definitely not friendly . "You can tell me everything, I don't mind teaching you some special lessons."

Wisely he decided to say nothing, looking everywhere but at her. Thankfully the other hero present came to his rescue. Also. . .Were those handcuffs on her wrists?

"Midnight-san, you're scaring the kid." He offered a hand as he leaned down slightly. "My name's Kamui Woods, I'll be working with you today Arkyn."

He graciously took the offer of handshake. "Y-yeah, I'll be in your care." Was his Japanese any good? That was the correct way of replying right? Did his accent sound bad?

Kamui Woods chuckled, sensing the insecurity Arkyn. "Hey your Japanese is pretty good! I'm surprised you're this good with it."

What was it he had to do in this situation? Bow? Oh that was right, you had to bow if you got a compliment.

He gave Kamui Woods a small bow, unsure if there was a certain depth he had to go to. "T-thank you, I-I was taught by a great tutor."

"Now now, no need for that, you can relax around us Arkyn-kun. We're here to help you get settled in."

Straightening out he nodded, so that was a bit too formal? It made sense, people wouldn't be bowing everytime someone complimented them. Though it was good if you bowed if you were trying to introduce yourself right? At least he assumed that was the polite thing to do.

"Hi Shindo-san, it's nice to meet you finally.I'll be in your care for a while." He said, introducing himself with a small bow. The man was much much older than him, it would be better to get on the good side of his new guardian. Even if he was being a little much by basically ignoring what Kamui Woods had said not even a minute ago.

"Ah, I believe you are mistaken young Arkyn. I am not Shindo-sama but merely one of his assistants. You may simply call me Arashi." The elderly man smiled and offered a small bow in return. "Unfortunately Shindo-sama is a very busy man so I will be filling in his role. I'm sure your parents have told you this?"

They did not.

"No, they didn't but basically you're saying I'm not that high on his to do list right?" He honestly hadn't expected a butler to come out and greet him. It kind of pissed him off and the words followed without intention.

To his mild shock the old man however merely took everything in stride, not even batting an eyelash at his outburst. "Perhaps, however despite it you need not worry about housing, food, or utilities. Everything has been arranged prior to your arrival. Now we better get moving, we're on a tight schedule after all."

Just like that the elderly man turned around motioned for him to follow.

'We're on a schedule?' Arkyn thought as he ran to catch up, the two heroes flanking him on each side. Nobody mentioned a schedule but then again there were a lot of things that he seemed to not know.

It actually took him a small effort to catch up to the "assistant" or as he liked to call it, butler. The speed at which the man walked belied his years.

"Do you want me to get the suitcase Arkyn?" Kamui queried, offering a hand.

"T-thank you but I got it." Arkyn stuttered, much to his annoyance. He hadn't stuttered this much in a while, having that particular habit beat out of him, courtesy of his dad.

The rest of the walk was done in silence. None of them had much to say so Midnight took the chance to study the young man she was in charge of protecting.

First thing Midnight noticed was that for a ten year old Arkyn was much taller than his peers. With him being around five foot five, give or take an inch or two he stood at the height of most high schoolers.

Other than that she didn't know what to really think of the kid. He seemed polite enough but she was positive that was him being polite for the sake of being polite. The brief exchange she had earlier confirmed his rather rambunctious personality. She could see a lot of headaches caused by him in the near future.

She couldn't help a small sigh. The last thing she wanted to do was babysit some kid from Finland but rent was almost due and this job paid very well.

When she had gotten the offer she had to double check. The amount for this one job would be enough to pay for six months of rent, a legitimate offer that was too good to pass up. This would be her highest paying job so far in her career and she was going to see it through to the end damn it.

Though she did wonder why would anyone pay so much for a little kid, Sure he was the kid of the top hero in Europe but was he really worth that much?

Her answer came in the form of a car reserved for only the richest of people.

A god damn Rolls Royce.

"Kid are you royalty or something?" Her question caught Arkyn off guard.

"No?"

"Then why the rich man's car?"

"Because. . .the man is rich?" He responded, referring his rather affluent overseer.

"Tch. . .smartass."

Before he could retort the elderly butler cut in. "As much as I enjoy the sight of the R Rated hero bantering with a 10 year old child, we do have to keep a schedule." He opened the trunk before grabbing his suitcase and putting it in the trunk. "Young Arkyn, your backpack?"

Nodding he took off his backpack before handing them to the old man. Afterwards he grabbed the suitcase and tossed that into the trunk as well. He noticed even the trunk was nicely made, it really was a car for rich people.

Off to the corner of his eye he saw the butler open the passenger side door behind the driver seat. "Young Arkyn, it's time to get moving. Your apartment awaits."

"Apartment?" He questioned as he got in the back seat. Next to him, Midnight took the chance to slide into the plush leather seats. In front of her was Kamui Woods riding shotgun.

"Yes, your apartment. Did your parents not tell you anything?" The butler questioned as he got into the driver's seat.

He rolled his eyes. "They told me I would probably have to prepare my own meals and stuff. Not much more other than that. . .well they also told me Yagi-sama would be too busy to help me out much."

"Yagi-san.' The butler corrected. "For you, young Arkyn its Yagi-san. For someone like myself it is Shindo-sama but yes Shindo-sama is an incredibly busy man. Since he cannot be your guardian full time, I shall in his stead."

"Ok and the apartment?" Arkyn asked as the scenery began to blur around him.

He heard the butler sigh. "I guess your parents didn't inform you about that. In other words, you will get a one bedroom apartment to yourself. Now while I did say that I will act as the fill in guardian, I do have my other duties for Shindo-sama so I may not be around as much as I would like to be."

In other words, he literally had his own apartment that was one hundred percent paid for along with whatever needs he had. That was pretty crazy, giving a mere 10 year old an apartment to himself. Either the man couldn't be bothered with his presence or he had money to burn, most likely the latter.

"You're giving a kid a whole apartment to himself? With zero supervision?" Kamui Woods asked incredulously. "I don't know what kind of apartment you're giving him but that's just asking for trouble."

"Yes, while that may be the case, it wasn't my decision to make." Arashi lightly tapped the steering wheel, perhaps in annoyance. "If you have an issue with it then I suggest you take it up to Shindo-sama personally. I am sure he'll be ecstatic to hear the two heroes he hired pestering him with questions."

"But-"

"I'm also sure there will be some deductions to your pay but in the end I am not the one being paid handsomely to do such an arduous task." The sarcasm was practically dripping from his voice.

And just like that, whatever protest the heroes may have had were squashed.

"Whoa. . .this is awesome!" Arkyn exclaimed as he gazed upon his new home from the doorway. Behind him he could hear the three adults walking down the hallway towards his unit.

He tossed his shoes off and practically skipped into his apartment. The living room was connected to the dining room into one large section. A hallway split off to the side leading to a bathroom with his bedroom across from it.

As he made his way into his room he could hear Midnight comment on his new abode. "This is nicer than my apartment, it's even got those fancy hardwood floorings that I saw on TV the other day!."

"It also set up really nicely." Kamui Woods added in, whistling at the furniture. "Leather L Shaped sofa with the ottoman and the freaking flatscreen on the wall. This is crazy, I didn't realize the apartment was going to be this big."

Deeper in the apartment Arkyn laughed as he tossed his backpack on the ground and jumped onto the bed. His room alone was the size of the living room itself and had a gigantic bed placed against the wall. He absently noted it was similar in size to the one his dad and mom had in their own room back in Finland.

His enjoyment was intruded by a voice. "Young Arkyn, it would be wise of you to check out the kitchen as well. Also the laundry room is right next to it and the washer and dryer is already set up along with a hand iron and board."

". . .Ok sounds good, I'll check it out." He reluctantly replied, not wanting to get off the comfy bed. Standing back up he took a final glance around before making his way towards the kitchen.

"I'm gonna be real close friends with this kid, Kamui." That was Midnight. He couldn't help a shudder at hearing her voice. That lady was scary.

As he entered the living room he saw Kamui Woods shake his head. "Go for it, that's all you." He perked up from his spot leaning against the kitchen counter. "Hey there kid. You ready to have a little fun?"

"Fun?" He asked, not aware of any plans. Then again that seemed like the trend going on.

The male hero nodded. "Yeah fun, Arashi-san said he would be back to prepare dinner for you later. He said he had something to do. Any-"

"Anyway." Midnight cut in, stressing the word. "In the meantime we're gonna have some fun at the arcades and stuff. Show you around the area kiddo."

He had to lean back some as the heroine got too close for comfort. That sadistic face of hers he saw at the airport was still fresh on his mind. "Um. . .is ok to just relax here?" He asked tentatively.

"Nonsense!" She exclaimed as she shot down the question. "You're here for a good time not a long time right?!"

Thankfully Arashi came to his rescue. "Actually I'm fairly sure young Arkyn here is indeed here for a very long time." Arkyn watched in mild horror as he watched his source of salvation leave. "With that being said, I will be back in a few hours. Dinner will be around 7 so please if you're going to take young Arkyn out, get him back by then."

Just like that the butler had left and he was left to the wolves. Rather it was better to say wolf.

He stiffened as he felt the R Rated heroine drape her arms over his shoulders, effectively trapping him.

"Trust your onee-san, Arkyn-chan."

He struggled to form a response. "Um. . .uhh. . .stranger danger?"

The response drew a fit of laughter from the other hero in the room, Kamui Woods. The man seemed content on simply enjoying the show from the back.

Suddenly he was twisted from his spot, now directly facing the heroine.

"We can change that if you'd like Arkyn-chan." The dangerous smile on her face did nothing to relieve his fears.

A whimper escaped his throat. "Please no. . ."

"Please yes!" She countered back, not missing a beat as she ushered him towards the door. "Now be a good boy and put your shoes on." There it was again, that damned smile of hers.

Before he knew it, his shoes had been put on and they were on their way to wherever Midnight had planned.

As they made their down from the 4th floor via the elevator Arkyn took the chance to gaze out the transparent glass that overlooked the apartment complex. Now that he actually took the chance to look around in detail, it really drove in the point that Yagi-san was rich.

There was even a small park in the middle of the complex. Nothing too large but just enough to fit in the complex. With all the expensive looking cars and people, he honestly felt out of place.

"You know." Kamui Woods started off in a contemplative tone. "Today was the first time that I ever rode in a car that's worth more than some houses and I gotta say kid, I may stick around if stuff like that is on the regular."

He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the comment. While he was sure that the male hero was joking, there was a gut feeling that there was some semblance of truth mixed in there. "That's my first time too, that's just Yagi-san." He replied. "My parents have nothing to do with it."

With a small chime the elevator doors opened. He followed behind the two heroes, opting to simply let them drag him along.

"So. . .where are we headed?" He finally asked as they left the complex. He really hoped they weren't doing anything too crazy, he just wanted to unpack and relax at this new home. He pulled out his phone and looked at the time, it was four in the afternoon. What could they even do for the next three hours?

"Everywhere." Midnight vaguely replied, doing nothing to ease his worries. "Don't question it Arkyn-chan, your onee-san will take good care of you."

He opened his mouth to reply before closing it, eyeing the whip-like thing hanging on her waist.. It would probably benefit him more to simply be quiet and comply.

"You don't need to worry, we're only going to show you around the city. We'll be back before you know it." Kamui Woods assured. Unfortunately the man failed to realize his worry wasn't whether or not he'd be back at the apartment but what would happen until he got back home.

It turned out his worries were well founded and it only got worse as time passed. Clothing store after clothing store, Midnight quite literally dragged him around. Half the time she was in some store looking at clothes for herself, trying them on before not buying them. The other half was putting him in outfits that were either embarrassing or uncomfortable but he endured.

The lady was freakishly scary when provoked, so he did as he was told. At a certain point, however, he came to a horrifying realization, a nightmare that became a reality.

In the monotony of following the heroes around he had mistakenly slowed down and lost the couple in the crowds of the city. He was completely and utterly lost.

He cursed in his native tongue. "Ah. . .paska."

At this point he would rather have his mother smacking him for saying 'shit.'

"Ohshitohshitshitohshit! We fucked up!" Midnight was panicking at this point. She had just lost the kid she was supposed to be protecting. He was her rent for the next six months damn it!

Besides her, the wood hero wasn't faring that much better. His otherwise spotless work history was now under jeopardy along with that sweet paycheck. This wasn't just some mistake that he could brush off and rebound from. He just had to mess up when it was the CEO of Shindo Shipping, the second biggest ship building and trading company in all of Asia. It wasn't a stretch to say his career as a hero was under peril now. Nobody would hire someone who couldn't even watch over a 10 year old kid, especially when hired by such a high profile individual.

"Do you have his number?!" Midnight questioned, very much on the edge of a breakdown as she clutched the bags that were in her hands.

Kamui Woods shook his head. "No, neither of us thought to get it earlier." He massaged his temples. "How did this even happen?"

"You! I mean, we got too carried away. We didn't pay attention to him trailing behind us." She wasn't going to admit it out loud that she may or may not have gone a little too far with draggin Arkyn around. She could feel a headache developing as precious time slipped away.

"We have each other's number at least so we should split up and go searching for him. It's a blond kid from Finland, he shouldn't be too far." Kamui concluded. That was what he hoped at least as certain parts Musutafu could be dangerous at night.

With a nod the two heroes darted off in opposite directions, each hoping to find their blonde haired ticket to a loaded paycheck.

Arkyn personally didn't know just how long he had been wandering around, having opted to make best of the situation and take in the city sights.

At a certain point when he was ready to head home he would call the police and have them take him home. Last he checked his phone it had said it was five minutes past 7pm. Just a few more minutes and he'd head home courtesy of Japan's men in blue.

His musings were cut short as he heard a loud scream ahead of him.

From an alleyway he saw a pale man stumble out clutching his shoulder caked in blood. He watched in growing horror as the injured man ambled forward before collapsing.

Letting his curiosity get the best of him Arkyn walked up to the downed man.

"Someone. . .help. . .please. . ." The voice was hoarse and weak and having moved closer he could hear the mans shallow wheezing breaths. His black hair was matted down with dark spots of blood and his eyes showed little signs of life.

He could hear his heart thump loudly in his chest. He had never seen so much blood before.

A small crowd began gathering, everyone in shock and horror at the sight. There was even a couple of people that were already calling the authorities.

"You just had to go and make my job harder didn't you?" A low growl came from the alleyway the man had emerged from. His eyes widened in shock as he saw a giant of man walk out.

The stranger stood at almost his dad's height and had the same muscular build too. One thing that caught his eye was the metal piston extending from the giants elbows. He wore nothing but a tank top and a loose pair of jeans along with some black sneakers but even so his presence was suffocating. It froze everyone present.

"Get lost weaklings!" He bellowed at the crowd, making them flinch. The piston in his elbows suddenly began moving up and down causing a sound similar to a jackhammer. "This isn't any of yours business! This is between me, my boss and this weakling!"

Despite being outnumbered the hulking figure stomped straight up to the prone man. The villain ran a hand through his short brown hair. "This is what you get for not holding up your end of the deal. We could've done this peacefully but you've gone and made a scene." His voice grew in hostility as he reached for the man.

For Arkyn time seemed to slow as he watched the debacle, unable to stop his shaking hands. Wasn't anyone going to help him? Someone must have a quirk that could help out right? He looked around, gauging the reactions of those around him and came to the harsh conclusion that not one was going to help the injured man. Slowly his hands stopped shaking as he clenched them in a white knuckled grip.

It was wrong, they were blessed with powers that could save a life yet no one moved a muscle.

There's an order to these things Arkyn, vigilantism while may be done with the intent of being helpful isn't exactly legal. Japan is especially strict on this and the people react accordingly. We actually have rather forgiving laws compared to them.

His dad was right and it infuriated him to no end. How many people could've been saved? How many people stood by, not even trying to help? The answer was too many.

But not one more.

The villain had his back to him, a mistake he would capitalize on.

As he charged up his quirk he couldn't help second guessing himself. Was he doing the right thing? In the end his body made the final choice for him as bright blue lightning encased his body.

There were people who looked like he had grown another head but at this point he didn't care. He had to do something, anything.

He exploded out of his spot, sprinting towards the hulking brute. From his right palm he created a small dagger, barely bigger than his hand.

The villain twisted from his spot, hearing his footsteps but he paid it no mind. He had made his choice and he intended to follow through.

The brute didn't even have time to react, a fact he took advantage of. He lowered his body and slid in between the legs of the villain, as he passed through he jammed the small dagger into the man's calf. He ignored the short scream of the man as he twisted his body upwards and planted his feet into the pavement. Conjuring up every ounce of strength in his legs he slammed his body shoulder first into the stomach of his opponent, knocking him backwards.

Now the situation was reversed as he placed himself in front of the injured man.

Another scream tore out of the brutes throat as the dagger in his leg lit up with blue lightning, sending a torrent of electricity through his body. The effect lasted only a couple seconds but the damage was severe.

From his position he could visibly see his opponents muscles contract painfully as they were jolted by the powerful current. His large body contracted inward, fists clenched involuntarily even as the shock began to wear off. The damage had been done, evidenced by the tremors in the villains entire body and the sharp gasps as the man struggled to breathe from the backlash.

Even so he found himself on the receiving end of a hateful glare. He couldn't suppress a shiver that ran down his spine. He really hoped that would've been enough to put the stranger out of commission. Undeterred by the prospect of continued combat he made a small show of discharging small arcs of lightning off of his body.

"I. . .am. . .gonna kill you. . ." The villain gasped out as he yanked out the dagger in his leg. He could see the man wanted to say more but the shortness of breath made it nearly impossible.

He didn't even know what to say, all he could really think about was the thumping sounds of his heart beating against his chest. The villains words barely even registered in his mind at all.

In a sudden move he saw his opponent throw his own dagger back at him. His body was already moving, reacting purely on instinct as he leaned to the left and defty caught the sharp object in his left hand.

Suddenly an ominous shadow loomed over him, in a blink of an eye the manic had crossed the distance. Once again reacting on instinct he jumped out the way as a thunderous blow crashed into the pavement.

He couldn't help a pain filled moan as the ensuing impact caused him to go flying into a nearby building. For the briefest of moments his vision went black and his body go slack before returning to normal. His eyes widened as the villain was once again on top of him.

The horrifying sound of a jackhammer was right over him as he saw the fist closing in on him.

In his desperation he ducked to the side, narrowly dodging the offending blow that obliterated the building that was behind him. The impact however threw him to the side yet again.

He impacted hard against the ground to the point where his vision went black again, this time he unable to keep hold of the dagger.

Coughing up blood he finally came to as he heard the ominous jackhammer. Looking up he saw the hulking man sprinting towards him. His fist was raised high as the rod in his elbow pistoned in and out.

He couldn't dodge or retaliate. No matter how hard he tried, his body just refused to move. This would be the end he realized. He flinched as he closed his eyes in anticipation of the incoming blow.

Moments passed as he waited.

Nothing.

All he heard was a roar and a crash and finally he slowly opened his eyes, unsure of what he would see.

He most certainly didn't expect Kamui Woods of all people but even so, he welcomed the sight. Tearing his gaze from the wood hero he traced a line of what looked like wood that pinned the villain to the ground. The villain continued to struggle but with his back on the ground and arms pinned by countless tendrils of wood he couldn't generate the strength to break free.

From his position on the ground Arkyn let out a sigh of relief. That was too close for comfort.

"Kid, that was cutting it too close." He perked up as Kamui Woods began speaking. "I don't know what you were thinking going up against this guy but that could've been bad." His voice was stern and in a way almost disapproving. It hurt to hear, all he wanted to do was help.

Before he could retort another episode of coughing wracked his body, surprising both himself and the wood powered hero. The coppery taste of blood filled his mouth as he was made aware of the battered condition of his body.

"Damnit! Are you alright kid?!" The hero sounded alarmed.

He swallowed the blood and nodded. "Y-yeah I'm ok. . . I think."

The hero broke his steady gaze at the villain and turned to face him. "You think? Are you feeling dizzy? Or maybe nauseous?"

"Little of both." He also felt a little lightheaded.

"Look at me Arkyn."

He did as he was told and looked up at the male hero. Behind the mask he could see the worry in his eyes. "W-why?" He saw him shake his head at the question. Keeping his eyes open quickly became a struggle as his eyelids felt heavy. Eventually he opted to lay his head back on the concrete and let the darkness consume him, the last thing he heard was the wail of the police sirens and Kamui Woods talking to someone.

"Yeah I got him, get over here quick, we're by the shopping mall. It's a gigantic mess. . ."

When he regained consciousness he woke up to the white ceiling of the hospital and the unique smell that only a hospital could produce. He slowly propped himself up on his elbows, he hadn't felt this fatigued in a while.

"Ah, finally awake I see. How are you feeling, young Arkyn?"

He turned to his bedside to see Arashi had placed himself by his bed. His face held a neutral expression, it kind of scared him to see such a reaction from him. The butler usually had a pleasant demeanor to him.

". . .I messed up didn't I?" He asked, looking down on his hands. He knew he had broke all kinds of rules when he had engaged the villain. Things really could've ended badly.

A tired sigh came from the elderly man. "Yes you did young Arashi. What you did was incredibly dangerous, you would've died if Kamui-san did not show up." Kamui Woods had said something similar before he passed out.

"I understand but. . ." He stopped himself short.

"What is it? Go ahead, you can say whatever you'd like. Just know I won't sugarcoat anything."

He gulped at the stern tone but nodded nonetheless. "I. . .I. . . I would do it over again if needed to."

"Explain."

He rubbed the back of his neck at the blunt command. "I mean, no one was going to help him even though he was right there. When I saw that I just got. . .angry. Like, if we have the power to help someone then shouldn't we?"

There was a stagnant pause after his question. Maybe he should have kept his mouth shut.

"Well that's a loaded question young Arkyn." He heard the chair creak as the butler leaned back. "If we look at it from the position of the law then the answer is no, anything beyond that is considered vigilantism. If we look at it from a moral standpoint then yes, you should help anyone you can if it's within your power."

Within his power huh? He supposed that made sense. He also knew it was another jab at his actions. ". . .Then I guess it means I just need to get stronger then, right?"

"That's one of many parts young Arkyn but let me ask you this, why did you come to Japan? What are you trying to accomplish here?"

"To become the best hero." He replied instantly, that was his goal.

He heard Arashi hum at the retort. "Define best."

"To be the strongest."

"And?" Arashi prodded.

Why did he want to become the strongest? Was it for recognition? Or was it something else entirely?

"To help people and be the best I can be." That was the answer he settled on and it seemed to satisfy the butler.

"That'll do for now young Arkyn." Whatever else he wanted to say was cut off by the door to his room opening. He watched as a male doctor come in, the man looked the stereotypical doctor with brown hair and glasses with a clean cut appearance and a clipboard in hand. Trailing behind him was the two heroes that had been placed over him. They had a rather frazzled look to them.

"Hello Arkyn, nice to see you're up. How are you feeling?"

He stuttered a bit uncomfortably as the doctor placed himself right next to his bed. "I-I feel good, j-just feeling tired."

The man only hummed at his response. He wrote something down on his clipboard before nodding in satisfaction. "Well that's to be expected, you were healed by Recovery Girl after all. Are you feeling anything else? Perhaps, some dizziness or lingering headaches?"

He shook his head at the question. "No I feel ok."

"Alright, what about sensitivity to light?"

"Nope."

Once again the doctor scribbled something down on the clipboard of his. "Right well, we should do some other tests but I trust Recovery girl enough to know you're going to be ok. Now, if anything feels weird over the next few days then come back immediately. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir."

With a final nod the doctor gazed down on him. "I am clearing you to go home alright? Get a good night's sleep tonight. I know your body still thinks it's in Finland but you have to sleep." He turned to Arashi. "Arashi-san, all I recommend for Arkyn here is a diet of high protein, low cholesterol foods along with some potassium and. . . iron? Iron too, he had early signs of anemia."

The last bit drew a couple questioning looks. "It's because of my quirk." His answer seemed to surprise them but he continued, uncaring of it. "I can create weapons from my right hand using the iron that's in my blood and because of it I have to keep a higher intake of iron than most people. I should also get supplements for iron soon along with foods with vitamin c."

"Why vitamin c?" Midnight asked, curious at his mention of it.

"Because vitamin c helps absorb iron into my body better." He replied in a matter of fact tone.

He saw Midnight narrow her eyes in thought. What the R Rated heroine was thinking about, he didn't know nor did he try to. "So. . .I'm free to go?" He asked in confirmation.

"Yes you are, just get plenty of sleep and you'll be good."

He nodded at the doctor before tossing the hospital covers off of him. To his surprise the clothes he had been wearing were replaced by a pair of black shorts and a plain but comfortable white t-shirt. That was weird, he knew he hadn't brought any of these clothes with him to Japan.

"Ah, those are the clothes Midnight-san had bought for you, before she lost you anyway." Kamui Woods commented.

"We, when we lost him." Midnight stressed. "But past the negative stuff, you said you needed foods with a lot of vitamin c? What are they, I can go to the store really quick and grab some for dinner." She offered. No it wasn't an offer, Arkyn realized, it was something else. It was a command, there was no choice in the matter. It made him weary of her intentions, she had made it pretty clear that she wanted to become "friends" with him.

In the end he decided to simply go with the flow, he just wanted to go home and sleep the night off. "Orange, kiwi and strawberries have tons of vitamin c. Broccoli, brussels sprouts and kale have it too."

The heroine tapped rapidly on her phone, presumably putting some notes down. "Alright! I'll meet you at the apartment Arkyn-chan!" She gave him a half hearted wave before running out the room.

He saw Kamui Woods shake his head at her antics. "Well, there she goes." The man turned to face him. 'We should also be on our way back. It's pretty late and you still haven't eaten dinner yet."

The statement drew an eager nod from him. "Yeah I'm ready to go home and sleep."

"Right then, Arashi-san?"

He heard the butler stand up with a small grunt from his seat before offering a hand to him.

Taking the hand, he took the chance to stand back up slowly. After steadying himself he looked up at the elderly man and nodded. He was good to go.

"Good, now let's go home young Arkyn. I'll prepare you a good dinner for the. . . troubles the day had brought."

That was honestly the best piece of news he had heard all day.

Dinner had been a rather uneventful affair, other than the fact that he had two well known heroes at his table casually eating dinner with him. He hadn't realized just how popular Kamui Woods and Midnight were. The crowd at the airport did nothing to justify the amount of fans asking for pictures and autographs and everything else in between.

It looked like a celebrity status more than anything, although he could attest to the thought. His father was just as bad in Europe. They couldn't step a foot outside their home without some crazy mob forming. Even his mom ran to a similar issue and she was retired from that line of work.

Otherwise the dinner was quiet and peaceful, a stark contrast to the events that had unfolded during the day. It almost felt surreal to him with the change in scenery, people and culture.

He let himself slouch into the couch in his living room and the TV in front of him was displaying some news, mostly on the weather and some other stuff. It was just background noise to go with the running shower in his bedroom. Apparently Midnight was taking liberty of his shower and also staying the night. Why couldn't she be like Kamui Woods and leave? Their jobs were technically done but he tried not to think much of it.

It was just another piece of news no one had bothered to tell him until the last minute.

From the kitchen he could hear Arashi finish up with the dishes before making his way to his side.

"Young Arkyn, there's one more thing I would like to discuss with you before you head to sleep."

He perked up some from his slouched position. He had almost fell asleep on the couch. "Yeah?"

"It's about what happened with you and that villain tonight. The police would like to talk to you tomorrow morning."

Just like that the butler had his full attention. "Police?" He questioned, though he was sort of expecting it. He had technically broken the law after all. Suddenly a thought occurred to him. "I'm not being sent back to Finland am I? I mean I know I broke the law and all but-"

"You need not worry about that young Arkyn. Shindo-sama will prevent that from happening but there are some other things the police would like to discuss with you in person."

He couldn't help a relieved sigh. "Ok. . .so what will they want to talk about?" Although he had a rough idea on what they'll say to him.

This is Nakamura reporting from the very place the battle took place between the villain known as the Hammer and a young boy who ran to the rescue of one Youji Shinso.

He tore his eyes away from Arashi and focused on the news that was airing on the screen.

The battle was quick and brutal as the young child whose name still remains unknown fought to protect Youji Shinso. From the few reports we have been able to dig up we know that the two have no affiliation with each other. A total stranger coming to the aid of another purely for the sake of altruism. Was it the right choice or did the young child overstep his boundaries? The debate continues.

"Do not worry about the media young Arkyn, your identity has been spared to the best of our ability. As for your question, I cannot say in particular." The answer was purposely vague. For what reason? He didn't know nor did he care.

"Mmhmm so what time do I have to be up by?"

"8 o'clock is perfect as I will have breakfast ready by then and still have plenty of time to eat before heading out at 9:30."

A tired sigh tore out of his mouth as he leaned his head against the sofa. The clock above him read that it was almost 10:30.

"Ok, I'll set an alarm for 8 but I'm going to sleep. I'll unpack later. . .or something." A yawn made itself known, he really was tired. Wasn't his body supposed to think it was six hours behind Japan? Ah whatever. He threw the thought away as he stumbled into his room.

"And do please shower before you head to sleep, you are still filthy!"

"Yeah yeah whatever." He mumbled back halfheartedly before shutting the door.

He ignored the running shower and collapsed into his new bed. Pulling himself up closer to the pillows he made himself comfortable before closing his eyes.

In the briefest moments before he lost consciousness, all was quiet and all was right in the world.

A/N: So this is it. I'll admit I kind of struggled with that brief fight scene but I think it came out well. As for anything else, if there's grammatical error shoot me a message so I can fix that ASAP. See you next time my fellow nerds!