Metal chains clanged together causing fuzzy, black ears to twitch and small fangs to bite down on an already abused and dry bottom lip.
Not bothering to look at the woman securing the handcuffs on her wrists, Amaya kept her head down low and tried to calm her racing heart.
The man standing next to the plump middle age woman couldn't help but frown at the scene before him. He scratched at his loose, shaggy black hair and resisted saying something to the apparent pissed off woman who would not stop looking at the teen with resentment and disgust.
"Finally get some real sense of peace around here. Good luck with her, I suggest chaining her to the bed, so she doesn't try anything at night." Ms. Reí advised the tired looking pro-hero who could only nod in response. He would rather just agree because if not he might just insult the old hag.
"Let's go Hitachi. The car is out front." Aizawa spoke quietly, leading the way out and waiting for the petite girl to stand next to him.
The girl slowly followed, never letting her eyes move from the ground but before she could reach Aizawa, Ms. Reí tightly gripped Amaya's pale arm.
"Don't think that just because you've been given this opportunity makes you any less evil than your family. You villains all share the same blood. Good riddance for me." Her gruff voice harshly whispered into the girl's black ear causing her to flinch slightly and bite her lip harder.
Amaya didn't respond and was pushed to keep walking by Ms. Rei's rough hand on her back. Aizawa couldn't help but let a glare slip through toward the old hag, scoffing at the interaction that occurred.
Both adult and teen stepped out and the red, worn out door slammed causing Amaya's ears to twitch once more.
Aizawa let himself stare at her cat features for only a few seconds before he grabbed the key given to him and held out his hand toward Amaya.
Amaya raised her head to look into his dark grey eyes, emotionless golden irises focusing on the black and blue bags he had under his eyes. She raised one eyebrow in question then narrowed her eyes in fear and anger, her gold irises slitting like an angry cat. When he went to grab at her chains the fur on her tail bristled and tightened its grip on her waist.
"Relax. I'm going to take the handcuffs off. I doubt you like wearing those. The shock collar is excessive too but unfortunately, I can't legally take that off you. So just let me do this much." Aizawa softly voiced while staring at the girl with an honest expression.
Amaya wanted to glare at him, but he stared right into her eyes without the usual disgust, anger or fear. He looked genuine and that caught her off guard. It'd been a long time since anyone purposely looked her in the eyes and wasn't screaming at her.
"He could always just shock you if he wanted to. Don't let yourself think so much dumbass."Her mind supplied, defending her from feeling false hope.
Amaya's eyes glazed over from their surprised state and she moved her hands into his, letting him unlock the chains she was confined in. Now that the heavyweight was off her wrists, she twisted them in an easy, practiced, memorized way. Looking back down she waited for Aizawa to continue forward and down the building.
Aizawa didn't say anything after that encounter, just moved to the black car and waited in front of the complex. The quiet atmosphere was mostly comfortable, but the man couldn't resist feeling sympathetic to the young girl's situation. Usually known for his blank face and blunt mannerisms he couldn't help but want to make the girl feel less tense and show her that she wasn't being seen as a villain right now.
"Poor kid. Damn adults fearing and mistreating a child that had no control over her situation." Aizawa's thoughts growled, his hands gripped the car door handle a bit harder than usual as he opened the driver's side.
Amaya sat down in the passenger's seat, being mindful of her tail and placed her worn out bag on the ground. Immediately she moved her eyes to look out the window. She was nervous about starting her new life with this pro-hero and couldn't help but wonder what this new path would include for her. It honestly couldn't get worse than what she's already been through... She hoped.
The car started with a soft hum and the two drove in silence, not that either minded. Gold eyes stared at the passing buildings and she took the time to admire the sun setting. It was these moments that provided the slightest bit of comfort in her dreary life. The beauty of the sun setting was something few truly appreciated; it was an image that truly made her feel free whenever she was lucky enough to see it...
"Having a window is a privilege, actually you being allowed into society again is a privilege. Don't ask stupid questions. Understand just how lucky you are that I have taken it upon myself to do something as foolish as taking care of a demon child."
Ms. Reí hissed at a younger Amaya who felt her throat close up and eyes become dull.
Amaya bit at her lip to stop herself from thinking too much. Looking up she realized they had arrived at a small but comfortable looking two-story house. Without saying a word, she grabbed her bag and got out of the car. She waited for Aizawa to open the front door before moving in.
Once inside she clutched at the tattered, worn out black backpack strap that hung off from her shoulder. Aizawa closed the door and after taking his shoes off headed straight into the kitchen.
"You hungry? There's not much I can make so is ramen okay with you for now?" Aizawa asked as he rummaged through the cabinets.
Before Amaya could decline, her ears twitched as she heard the soft taps of what felt like another feline near her. Her intuition was correct as seconds later a long grey tabby cat jumped from the stairs near the entrance and immediately made way to move through Amaya's legs.
A small sincere smile made its way across Amaya's face as she crouched down and picked up the grey cat in her arms. It purred instantly and snuggled into her chest causing her nerves to be replaced with comfort.
Aizawa, standing near the kitchen's open doorway grinned at the sight before him.
"Mochi doesn't like people. Barely anyone comes here anyways but when they do, she hides." Aizawa said, looking at the spoiled cat who was currently falling asleep in the teen girl's arms.
Amaya didn't respond at first just letting herself revel in the warmth of the cat. She looked up at Aizawa with the small smile still on her face, but her words were monotonous.
"It's probably because of my quirk. I'm part cat so besides having the abilities that a cat has they tend to like me more than normal humans."
Aizawa nodded, a bit surprised the teen spoke considering he only heard her speak briefly with Nezu.
"I'm not hungry by the way. Thanks, but if possible, could I just rest? If you give me the chains, I can lock myself up, so you don't have to." Amaya quietly stated, her voice dry and eyes starting to dull over again.
Aizawa frowned and stared at the small girl who had yet to move from the entrance.
"Look kid, I'm not going to ask how it was living with that old hag. However, now that you're here with me know that I'm not chaining you to anything. I took the chains off for a reason. I even threw them out so don't worry about that. My house is now yours and if we're going to be living together there needs to be some form of trust. I trust you okay. So just relax and go to bed. You're in the guest room, which is upstairs, second door to your right." He explained before moving back into the kitchen to finish making his meal.
Amaya stayed in place, shocked at the pro-hero's words. He trusted her? Her? When was the last time she was given such freedom? She couldn't help but stare at the man's back for a bit longer before slowly shuffling upstairs into the guest room, Mochi still asleep in her arms.
Opening the door to the, well technically now her, room Amaya placed Mochi on the blue bed beside her. The guest, her, room was much bigger than the closet of a room she had before. Next to the blue bed with white comforters and black pillows was a wooden nightstand that had a simple lamp and digital alarm clock. She had not one but two windows decorating her walls and a closet to her right.
Sitting down softly on the bed Amaya couldn't help but feel a knot in her throat and clenched at her chest. She breathed out slowly and tried to settle her mind.
"My home is now yours."
Her eyes lit up and as she rested near Mochi, she slept comfortably in a new place.
A/N: I do not own any of the characters of Boku No Hero Academia except for Amaya Hitachi. I do not own Boku No Hero Academia whatsoever, that belongs to the wonderful Kōhei Horikoshi. This story is mine, however, it follows the storyline of the anime and so will have written scenes and dialogue from certain episodes. I hope you all enjoy this as its my very first story! Thank you for reading!