Chapter 3 - A place to call your own
"Right next to mine, Nii-chan!" Izuku stopped by the shut door next to his room, Aizawa looked at the door for a moment, before reaching out and opening it.
The room itself wasn't too small, like his old one was, but wasn't too big. The bed had plain black bedding, and on the bedside table was a small lamp with a paper card. Aizawa sat on the bed and picked up the card.
"I made it at daycare!" Izuku told him proudly "to make you feel welcome." Izuku then gave him a curious look, that consisted of his cheeks poofing out. "Does it work?"
"Very much so, thank you." Aizawa smiled at him, Izuku smiled back and hugged his leg again. Aizawa, not being used to cuddling, remained still for a moment, before ruffling Izuku's hair.
"Mama said, that, um, that this weekend we can go shopping," Izuku mumbled into his leg, Aizawa had to concentrate to actually get what Izuku was saying. "She said you need clothes. Mama said we can get you some, c-cause my clothes are too small for you."
"Thanks…" Aizawa had a feeling he was going to have to try and get used to their unwavering kindness. "I need to get changed, do you want to wait outside the room and we can go downstairs together?
"Okay!" Izuku nodded, and headed out of the room, he was too small to reach the handle and thus couldn't close the door himself. "Help Nii-chan!" He said Aizawa smirked as he could hear Izuku jumping to reach the handle.
"I'll see you in a minute," Aizawa told him closing the door. Izuku settled on the floor to wait, Aizawa changed into more of the old clothes, before meeting Izuku outside his new room. Izuku beamed up at him and held out his hand, Aizawa hesitated for a moment, before taking his hand. They headed back down to the kitchen, Inko was cooking dinner, and it smelt delicious.
"Do you like your room Aizawa-kun?" Inko asked
" Yes, thank you, for everything." Aizawa nodded.
"It's no trouble at all, I work at a law firm so they are calling in a few favors for me," Inko told him. "They promised we will get an update from law enforcement about the whole thing soon."
"So… I won't have to go back to them?" Aizawa muttered, Inko felt her heart stop at the slight fear, but also relief in the teen's voice.
"They would have to get past me first sweetie. I may not look like a fighter, but I have been in my fair share of altercations." Inko said.
"Mama is strong!" Izuku burst out happily, he clung to Aizawa's hand.
"More like I know how to use my words, sweetie." Inko smiled at her son. "Anyway, enough talk of horrid things. I am making Gyudon for dinner. Does that sound okay?"
"Oh, yes, thank you." Aizawa took a seat at the table, Izuku sat next to him.
"That's good, you'll need to make a list of what you do and don't like, so I can make meals you like," Inko told him.
"I… I never really got to eat a decent meal, so I am good with anything," Aizawa admitted, he noticed how Inko froze momentarily at his words before continuing.
"I see, well, we'll just have to see what you do and don't like." Inko said, "Izuku is a fan of Katsudon."
"It's yummy," Izuku mumbled, he rested his cheek on the table, squishing his face. as he watched his mom cook.
"It's a favorite of mine. My high school sells good Katsudon for lunch." Aizawa smiled at Izuku.
"Katsudon… can we have katsudon to-tomorrow Mama?" Izuku asked Inko smiled.
"I'll make katsudon tomorrow." She nodded. When Dinner was laid out in front of them, the family of two and Aizawa settled down with ideal chatter. Mostly Izuku proudly telling his mother and Aizawa what he had done that day.
After dinner, there was a knock on the door. Aizawa was washing up with the help of Izuku, who was basically just standing there to play with the bubbles. Inko was the one to open the door.
"Good evening… oh." She came face to face with two police officers.
"Good evening ma'am, would you be Midoriya Inko?" One asked, Inko smiled and nodded.
"I assume you are here to speak with Aizawa-kun?" She said, they nodded. "He's right in here." She let them pass, before closing the door and leading them into the kitchen. "Aizawa-kun, there are people here to speak to you." Aizawa and Izuku turned, Izuku had somehow gotten bubbles on his face, the kid giggled.
"Bubble beard!" Izuku smiled.
"So I see sweetie. These men need to speak to Aizawa-kun alone, so we need to…" Inko began.
"No, please…" Aizawa immediately said he had never felt so safe when he was with the Midoriya's. "Can they please stay when we talk… I know what you're here for."
"If you would like them too, and if Midoriya-san agrees." The police looked at her, Inko had gone over a cleaned Izuku's face.
"I will stay for as long as he needs me to stay." Inko agreed, so the police and the small family settled into the living room.
"So, Aizawa-kun, we have been informed of your abusive family earlier this morning, officers were sent to the home of your parents." The first officer said, pulling out a notepad. "But, if you don't mind, we would like any important details, like how you were treated, when the treatment began, and the usual every day back at home."
"Will I have to go back, after all this?" Aizawa asked, his tone edged with fear.
"No, Midoriya-san has already given permission for you to stay within her care for as long as you like." The officer said
"If need be, to help you feel more secure…" Inko began, "When I am able to, I would be willing to adopt you as my own. That way you would be welcome any time and your biological family wouldn't be able to do anything." Aizawa looked at her with wide eyes.
"Nii-chan?" Izuku asked, he clutched Aizawa's leg and tried to climb on to his lap, Aizawa took a deep breath.
"So… my family…" Aizawa pulling Izuku closer into a hug.
Throughout Aizawa's story, the police took a statement whilst Inko was silently making plans on getting adoption papers, the faster he was out of their care the faster he could experience a normal life.
"Is that everything?" The officers asked.
"Yes…" Aizawa nodded, during the story, Izuku had shifted around and was clinging to Aizawa's shirt, his cheek resting against his chest. The officers got together their things, and Inko showed them to the door. Aizawa hugged Izuku a little tighter, the boy looked up at him.
"They sound mean Nii-chan…" Izuku muttered, Aizawa looked down at him, Izuku had a sad expression.
"They were… but, I don't have to see them anymore." Aizawa said
"You get to be happy, with us… right?" Izuku asked
"Yep, I think I'll stay and be your big brother." Aizawa nodded, Izuku smiled, it seemed to lighten up the room.
"Forever ever?" Izuku was beginning to jump excitedly.
"Forever ever." Aizawa held out his pinkie finger. "Promise." Izuku beamed and wrapped his own little finger around Aizawa's.
"My Nii-chan's a hero!" Izuku whispered, giggling and let himself fall against Aizawa, cuddling into him. "Nii-chan, Daisukii!" He said Aizawa froze. He saw Inko standing by the door with a soft smile. Aizawa smiled in turn and hugged Izuku tightly in turn. A Big brother...
