Scarecrows aren't supposed to be Heroes

Chapter Three

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Naruto or My Hero Academia.

EDIT: This story is/has gone through some editing again, I'm joining chapters together. I haven't cut anything important, it was mostly grammar and punctuation. So you're fine to keep reading ahead.

"Oh."

Kurama eyed Denki wearily.

"You're taking this rather calmly."

Denki shrugged. "I was already dead, so I kind of expected it," Denki glanced at the Biju, "what about you guys?"

"As you can see," Gyuki answered, "we are in a humanoid form and retain our chakra characteristics, in a way that could likely pass off as a Quirk."

"So you're human now?"

"Nah," Shukaku interjected, "if we kick the bucket here we'll respawn back home."

"Oh," Denki stated curiously, "why's that?"

"Because this is only a bit of our lucky chakra," Chomei replied, "the rest is back at the Elemental Nations so when we 'die' we will rejoin the rest of our lucky chakra."

"Huh," Denki looked thoughtful, "so when I die I'll just die."

"Yes."

Huh.

"Laaaa, laa-la, la-la-la-la-laaaa. Laaaa, laa-la, la-la-la-la-laaaaaaa."

Shouta sighed at the rambunctious child singing on his shoulders. The girl seemed to have enjoyed playing with the students, who appeared have to taken quite a shine to her. They had even (unfortunately) taught her a couple of tunes, which Eri seemed to have taken to heart.

"Hey, Hero-san, do you know when Nii-san will come back?"

Shouta sighed, "actually, I was wondering if you knew."

Eri hummed. "Nii-san never took this long, normally he just leaves me with Kaede-san for a couple hours, but he left me with you for a whole day!"

"I see," Shouta hummed, "is Kaede-san...nice to you?"

Eri blinked before shrugging, "I guess? She just gives me some books and snacks and types on her computer most of the time."

"I see," so the brat wasn't leaving her with someone who was going to hurt her, nice to know.

An excited yelp and a vigorous shake of the shoulders cut him from his thoughts.

"LOOK, it's Nii-san!" Eri clumsily clambered off his shoulders and rushed to meet the young teen standing in front of his apartment.

Kaminari lifted Eri into his arms, hugging her to his chest. "Nice to see you too, Eri-chan."

Shouta walked lazily behind Eri, giving the boy a half-hearted nod. "Stop loitering and get inside," he ordered as opened his apartment door.

"Oook."

Eri dragged the teen inside, chattering innocently about all the people she had met, in particular, the 'super cool but weird looking principal that was really really really cute!'

After Eri had calmed down, she was (reluctantly) put to bed for a nap, and he was left with the teen, who seemed content enough to ignore him and read his bright orange book.

Well, Kaminari might be content enough, but Shouta wanted answers.

"So you have a job."

"How else did you think I was living?" Kaminari answered loftly, not taking his eyes off his book.

Shouta hummed, that was true, Kaminari had always looked quite clean for someone he had assumed was homeless. "Is this job legal?"

"Yes."

Shouta narrowed his eyes. That was straightforward, but not necessarily the truth.

"What is your job?''

"I deliver things."

"What things?"

"Whatever the clients want."

"And what do the clients want?"

"Books, toys, the usual."

"Right."

Shouta didn't know whether to believe him or not. The boy was being vague, and an ordinary delivery job wouldn't get enough money to sustain oneself in Musutafu, then again it wasn't like Eri and Kaminari were living lavishly. "You mentioned before, that the trash pile thing was temporary, where did you live before that?"

Kaminari seemed a bit surprised at the question, finally glancing away from his book and looking at him. "Ah, my boss gave me an apartment in Garakuto."

Shouta raised his eyebrows at that. "Really? Your boss gave a delivery boy an apartment?"

The boy shrugged. "It was a crap apartment in a crap city."

Shouta frowned. "If you lived in Garakuto why were you in Musutufu all the time? And why were you sleeping at Dagobah Municipal Beach Park?"

"A lot of clients are in Musutafu, and we were being chased that time so I thought Musutafu was safer."

Right the chase, he had mentioned it before. "Do you know who was chasing you."

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"..."

"I'm going to check on Eri."

"Fine."

The teen left, and Shouta retired to ponder over the new information.

"Back again brat?"

Kurama stretched lazily across a worn couch, giving the teen a half-lidded glance.

Denki hummed from his position on the rough floor. "Eri's with the heroes and I finished my job, so now I've got time to kill." He looked around the empty room. "Where is everybody?"

Kurama snorted. "Doing some 'vigilante shit'."

"So they're intending to make as much chaos possible?"

"That'd be it."

Denki raised his eyebrows. "I don't see you joining them?"

Kurama puffed out his chest. "I am above such mundane things."

Denki hummed once more, and a comfortable silence elapsed the room.

Kurama was the one to break it. "What are you going to do?"

Denki glanced up from his book. "What do you mean?"

Kurama moved around to stare directly at Denki. "The other Biju's have already decided on what they're going to do with this life, but what about you?"

Denki closed his eyes and exhaled. "I don't know, take care of Eri, I guess?"

"Become a Pro-Hero."

Denki turned sharply towards him. "What."

"I mean," Kurama continued, "you have the skill for it, and considering the brat that you're dragging around it'd be safer for her."

"I'm not a hero."

"You're not," Kurama admitted, "but you would be a better hero than most people here."

"No."

Kurama gave him a piercing stare. "Yes, no matter what you do you're going to get involved, just look at what happened with the brat."

"I can take care of myself." Denki retorted.

"But can she?"

"..."

Kurama sighed. "Just think about it."

Denki nodded reluctantly, getting up to leave before pausing. "How do you even know all this?"

Kurama smirked. "Don't let our human form fool you, we are Biju, we have our ways."

"Right."

Denki left.

"Eraserhead," the Principal greeted him at the UA gate, "I see Eri-chan has joined you again."

Shouta nodded him, glancing back at the five-year-old clinging to his arm.

"Where is the other child you spoke of?" The rodent asked.

Shouta could feel a frown sink into his face. "He disappeared again."

The Principal raised his non-existent eyebrows. "You didn't question him about his disappearances?"

Shouta had, the brat had just conveniently not mentioned where exactly his job was and Shouta had conveniently forgotten to ask because he was distracted by the other information given. So now they were back to square one.

The Principal seemed to read his expression and sighed.

"You should bring him to UA." 'So we can see if he's dangerous,' was unspoken.

"I'll drag him by his teeth next time." Shouta promised.

The Principal smiled. "Of course, and I have something for Eri-chan!"

The mentioned girl snapped abruptly from her daydream and looked curiously at the Principal.

The rodent held out a small identification card, which she took cautiously, looking quite surprised. "What's this?"

The Principal chuckled. "It's an ID card, so if you ever get separated from Aizawa, you can still come to UA."

The girl clutched the card to her chest. "T-Thank you!"

The Principal smiled fondly. "It's no problem, Eri-chan."

Shouta cleared his throat.

"Right, right," the Principal motioned for them to follow, "let's go inside."

It must have been an odd sight. A mutant looking animal leading a homeless looking man who was clutching an exuberant little girl.

Shouta sighed.

'So far so good, maybe this wasn't such a bad decision.'

How wrong he was.

A/N: If you haven't noticed, I changed/edited my story it again, for the second time. I'll be doing this to all chapters. I guess the more I write, the better at writing I get, and the more I realise how crappy some of my chapters were. Nothing plot wise has changed.

EDIT: I split this chapter, it just sounds better to me.