"What's your name?" The man asked. The boy took a deep breath before answering but didn't look him in the eye.
"Shota Aizawa." The black-haired boy shrank in his seat.
"Aizawa, huh?" The man raised an eyebrow.
"Yes." He tried to hide his face with his hair as he twiddled his thumbs.
"And so you said that the villains have targeted you? Do you know why?" The man asked.
There was a pause, then the boy sighed.
Lying will get me nowhere. I came to THEM. I have to tell the truth.
"I can erase people's quirks temporarily. I'm also the son of a former member of theirs."
"Who?" The officer was likely already making guesses.
"The Incinerator." Shota muttered, embarrassed and tense.
"Alright then, now can you give us the details of your encounter with the villains? How many were there?" The man seemed to not care about the boy's father, much to his relief as he answered.
"We met on the roof of a convenience store. I think there were about 15 but I only witnessed and felt the use of 4. There's a telepath, a mind-reader, a guy who teleports things using bubbles and another guy with invisibility. I don't know the rest of their quirks." Shota told the man, saddened he couldn't get any further information. He left out the details of their conversation on society and just told the man about the arrangements to meet them at the same spot in three days with an answer.
"I was hoping that by making that arrangement, it'd be possible to set up a trap to capture all the villains or maybe I could continue my act and claim that I want to join them so I can find out where their HQ is." The boy told him and the man's jaw had fallen agape, eyes wide in shock. Shota pulled his knees into his chest, nervous, starting to realize how stupid he was.
Would they have given me longer? I don't trust a villain's patience. They'd get suspicious if I asked for two weeks to think it over! I made a mess! I made a really REALLY bad mess! My attempt at catching the league of villains, of COURSE back-fires due to it being such short notice! Maybe four or five days?
The man abruptly stood up from his chair, baring a very serious expression that Shota fears is anger.
"We can make this work! We WILL detain the league of villains! And it will be thanks to you, young man. Just how old are you?" He asked, noticing the boy's small frame.
"I'm 13." Shota responded, playing with his hair.
The man initially thought he was 10.
"It's surprising you managed to think up such a strategy with a mind-reader present and keep it secret. That's talent. I think you have a lot of potential, Aizawa. Do you plan to be a pro hero?" He asked and Shota nodded.
"I intend to go to U.A. With a friend of mine. He should get in no problem." The boy told him.
"Well, if you have any issues getting in, just come to us." The man gave him a sweet smile that reminded him of Hizashi's, though not as toothy. Shota smiled back.
"Thank you, I appreciate the offer." He said.
Though I'd much rather do it on my own and have the satisfaction that I made it in without any help.
"Now then. I also need you to describe the appearances of as many villains as you can." The man requested and Shota did so, mentioning the mind-reader as being a simple guy in a black hoodie and jeans probably so it'd be harder to spot him in a crowd of civilians since he didn't see his face, he also mentioned the attire of the invisible guy when he was visible and how he was really fast and he was also equipped with various tranquilizer darts that Shota had the misfortune of experiencing first-hand. He described all the other villains from memory before they were teleported via bubble and watched the man write down every word he uttered, understandably. The man then flipped the page of his little notebook to a blank one and handed it over to Shota.
"Alright, could you write down your number for me? And put your name beside it. I'll be making a lot of phone calls with this information." He told the boy. The black-haired boy didn't hesitate in giving him his number then slid the notebook across the table back to him.
"Thank you. You're free to go Aizawa, but if what you said is true and they are possibly after you, you should at least be given a police escort to make sure that you get home safely." The man mentioned and Shota groaned.
"Ugh. Fine." He dragged his hand down his face and the man left the room briefly before returning with another officer. He introduced himself, offered his hand for Shota to shake, the boy couldn't help but think about the villains for a split second prior to, reluctantly, taking the hand and shaking.
The two left by car since it was much safer than walking, Shota told him his address
He's walked right up to his door and Shota opens it with the spare key he got. The boy had calmed down some but was still a bit hot, though that couldn't be helped due to his winter attire.
"Alright, thanks!" He told the man. The two smiled and parted ways.
"Stay safe!" The man exclaimed.
"I will!" Shota said then entered his apartment. He closed the door behind himself. His aunt had passed out on the couch while watching TV.
Weird. Doesn't she always fall asleep to her TV in her bed? Then again,
Shota pulled out the ramen cup from his backpack and went towards the kitchen which connected to the living room openly without a door or wall separating the two sections of the apartment so anyone on the couch could just turn to their left and see the entire kitchen. He chose to go with the more quiet approach of simply boiling some water then poured it into the cup instead of microwaving it since the ding sound would surely alert his aunt and wake her up.
Is it possible that she was waiting for me?
The boy sneakily took the cup to his room. He placed it on his desk then went to wake up his aunt just in case.
Shota gently shook her awake and the woman groaned and scowled at whoever was disturbing her rest, then saw it was Shota and scowled viciously at the boy.
"What time is it?" The woman drearily asked and Shota turned to the ticking clock and was appalled to discover it was past midnight.
"Like, 2AM." Shota told her in his dull tone, which she matched.
"Okay. Why'd you wake me up?" There was vivid irritation in her voice.
Obviously she WASN'T waiting for me then.
"Just don't want you to catch a cold is all, let me help you to bed." He lied, offering a hand to assist her in getting off the couch. However, she easily saw through the boy's bullshit.
"Yeah right. You think I'm a dumbass don't you?" She glared and Shota's eyes widened.
"If you really didn't want me to 'catch a cold', you would've come over here way earlier and in your PJ's but no, you're standing here, at 2AM in regular clothes and a backpack even and you thought that, because I was tired, I wouldn't notice." The woman mentioned.
"So, what's your explanation?" She added and Shota nervously looked all around him.
"I, uh. I was taking a late night walk." Shota yawned, he really needed that energy drink.
"Fine, whatever." She headed towards her room, which was in the same hallway as Shota's so the boy followed. They went to their respective rooms and shut the doors.
Shota was finally able to eat something and his aunt just went to sleep.
Alright, I don't give two shits what time it is, Hizashi needs to know about this. The boy thought and called Hizashi. After a few rings, he eventually picked up and was met with a very tired voice on the other end, probably didn't even read who was calling him since he answered so formally.
"Hello? This is Hizashi Yama-"
"Hizashi. Villainous shit just happened." Shota said and the blond shot awake.
"WHAT?!" The blond yelled.
"At first everything started off fine tonight, I stopped a bad guy using my scarf and I was gonna tell you about it when I came to visit but then the league of villains showed up." Shota muttered then ate some more noodles.
"Okay what is that I'm hearing on the other end?" Hizashi asked.
"The ramen I went out to get. But at least I'm eating something for once. Anyway, the mind-reader guy showed up there. I think they got out of jail with bubble guy's teleportation quirk. It was those two and at least 15 more. Now those assholes apparently have a telepath too! So there's a guy that can talk to us through our heads so, basically, there are two mind-reader guys now except one of them can interact with those thoughts." Shota described.
"And you were alone?!" Hizashi's voice was shaky and terrified.
"Hey, hey, calm down, I was able to think my way out of it...partially. I made sure to lead them away from other civilians and we had a, sorta 'discussion' atop the roof of a nearby store where they made the same offer to train me and make me a member of the league of villains again. I think they want to fill the tiny hole my father left behind. They tried to make the offer appealing and it almost was but I saw through it and erased the quirk of the mind-reader guy who was trying to convince me then filled my thoughts with their ideals, purposefully thinking about considering it since I just knew the telepath had to be in the group somewhere. Finally, I made my proposal. Now, Hizashi, listen, I need you to stay calm and remember the police are very capable people, especially accumulatively and if a bunch of heroes come too, then I should be safe and-."
"You're gonna use yourself as bait, aren't you?" There was obvious fear and anger in his voice.
"I made a deal that I would 'think over the proposal' then meet them all back there at the same spot in three days then went to the police, told them all of this. I didn't think it'd take so long for them to get a guy to come in and question me and the actually questioning itself took forever!" Shota said as he cracked open the tab of his energy drink.
"I can't believe you're so calm about this and this all just happened in one night. I lose sleep, worrying about you!" Hizashi complained.
"Sorry, but I just felt you should be informed on the situation." Shota said, then took a sip of his drink.
"Don't apologize. It's nice to know you're willing to come to me at such a time, kinda sweet, really." Both boys blushed a bit from Hizashi's statement.
"W-well, uh, you're, um, uh, it's just that, you-you're easy to talk to and it's, okay, maybe I was a bit scared. To be honest, I'm, um, r-really looking forward to next weekend." Shota nervously laughed in his effort to hide the stutter and Hizashi chuckled as well.
"Your laugh is really adorable, Shota." Both boys were bright red.
"Ehehe, I'm glad I called you. It was relieving. I wouldn't mind talking a lot longer but you need sleep and I have homework so, thanks for cheering me up or rather, calming me down, and sorry for the worry, bye." Shota hung up.
He removed his homework from his backpack, finished his ramen and energy drink and got to work after swiftly shutting his curtains.
