Sneaking into the League facility had been easier than he'd imagined but Hizashi knew he couldn't let his guard down. The police had been tracking the members' movements since the call came in and they reckoned the League had all left a few minutes earlier giving them the perfect opportunity to scope the place out.
Walking through the hallways it was horrifying to see firsthand just where Hitoshi had grown up, the place was a dump. It had been hard not to break down in tears as he'd came to the block of rooms which more resembled cells, Hizashi's brain being nice enough to picture a small Toshi lying on the floor in one of them curled up with his radio listening to Put Your Hands Up.
He'd known that his past wasn't pretty much he'd never wanted to see for himself just what that past actually looked like; it was no wonder he and Kacchan were suffering from PTSD.
At the end of the hallway a light was on behind one of the screen doors. Tiptoeing closer he very very carefully slid the door open a crack and looked through.
Inside the room was a raggedy futon laid out on the floor and not much else aside from…
The red-haired twenty-something the anonymous caller had told them about.
Hizashi slowly pushed the door the rest of the way open.
The kid jumped, expression that of fear in an instant as he got to his feet, hand coming alight with blue flames.
"Who the hell are you?!" The kid demanded.
He stayed calm, taking a deep breath.
"My name is Present Mic, are you Touya Todoroki?"
The kid's eyes widened before the flames died down.
"You're…"
"I need you to come with me; I'm getting you out of here."
"Toshi did it..."
Hizashi nodded.
"Yeah we've been looking for you for a month or so, he's been worried sick."
"Take me to him, please."
"I will once we get you checked over."
Retracing the path he'd taken to get in, Hizashi suddenly felt his wrist vibrate before clicking it active. It was a message from the other heroes.
'GET OUT OF THERE, THE LEAGUE ARE COMING BACK.' The electronic ticker scrolled.
"Shit!"
"What's wrong?" The worried tone of the kid asked.
"Is there another way out of here?"
Touya shrugged.
"Damn it, we need to hide."
"Oh but why, surely you'll let us welcome you as a guest, after all, how often do we get the chance to entertain a ranked hero." The sinister voice of Shigaraki interrupted as the League members entered the hallway. "Dabi, or should I say trash, would you care to explain what's happening here?"
Hizashi turned to the kid, expecting to see a fearful expression similar to those worn by Toshi in situations like this, but instead all he saw was anger before a growl erupted from him.
"My name, IS TOUYA!" The kid bellowed, his flames returning seconds later, drawing a line of fire between them and the League blocking their path. "Run!"
Hizashi didn't need to be told twice as he dashed for the door, making sure the young Todoroki was behind him.
His hearing aids picked up on a sizzling noise and on further inspection his eyes widened at the sight of Touya's skin burning.
"Touya…"
"It's fine." An obvious lie but clearly all he was going to get from the kid right now. "Fucking focus on getting out of here, I doubt my flames will hold them back for long."
Hizashi nodded, clicking the line open on his headset.
"We're out but we need backup, I don't know if they're on our tail but I have Touya, he's safe."
"I'm on my way!" Replied Vlad.
"Me too, hang in there!" Fat Gum followed.
"In case you need assistance I'll stay close to your position." Ryukyu also spoke up.
"Thank you, someone get onto Endeavour, he'll want to know."
"Right."
A spluttering cough came from behind him.
"Shit, kid, you okay?"
Touya groaned quietly under his breath, clearly wincing in pain from the burns but nodded regardless.
"What did I tell you, stop worrying about me and run!"
This kid was something else, no wonder Toshi spoke so highly of him.
Squealing tires could be heard before the recovery van arrived driven by Vlad himself.
"Get in!"
Hizashi put his hand on Touya's slowly and assisted the now stumbling kid up into the passenger seat before climbing in himself and sliding the door closed.
He'd barely sat down before Vlad floored it.
"Hey we got any water or towels in here, preferably both?"
"Should do."
Finding the water was the easiest; he handed a bottle to Touya and insisted he drink the whole thing despite the groans of complaint. It was after searching through the fourth of the duffle bags that he finally came across the towels.
Dousing one of them in water from the other bottle he handed it to Touya.
"Here, kid."
"What's this for?"
"For those burns, it should take the heat out of them."
Thankfully the kid followed his instructions he could only hope the makeshift first aid would bring him a little respite from the obvious pain.
And with that, Hizashi allowed himself to slump back in his seat and take a much needed breath.
"So, are you going to tell the hubby that you volunteered yourself to go in there alone?"
"There was something I needed to see so it killed two birds with one stone to be the one who infiltrated." He turned to look at the kid. "Hey, Touya, you did good back there just. We'll take you to the hospital and get those burns checked out, okay, kid?"
"I'm not a child, stop calling me kid." He growled.
Hizashi's phone buzzed, he pulled it from his pocket and clicked open the message.
'Police want to speak with Touya; I told them where to stuff it. Get the kid to the hospital; god knows what state he's in after being in there for so long. I'll call you when I have more information about what's next.'
He smiled.
Good old Edgeshot.
After checking Touya in he'd been told that he wasn't permitted to stay with the young Todoroki while he was assessed.
"Just go home, Mic, there's nothing more you can do for now. He's in good hands; the kid's going to be fine. You've done your part, now let us do ours."
And so he had.
It turned out that Vlad had stayed in the waiting room of the hospital for him. He accepted the offered lift back to UA and neither of them said much on the drive.
He was exhausted by time he'd said his goodbyes as he made the short walk through the campus to the teacher's housing at the back, the sight that greet him however brought a beaming smile to his face.
Shouta and Toshi were sat out on the balcony in Toshi's room, the second their son caught sight of him he rushed to his feet waving excitedly before the two of them went back inside. He was nearly at the door by time it was thrown open, his husband and son both clearly trying to hide their worry.
'HE SAFE?' Toshi signed.
Hizashi nodded.
Their son's lip wobbled before he reached forward and took his hand, guiding him inside.
"Come on, it's cold out here."
Was it cold? He didn't feel it, but maybe that was just the adrenaline still pumping through him from the events of that night. It would explain why Toshi was wearing his signature Hawks hoodie and Shouta was wrapped up, clearly by their son, in a coat and scarf.
Speaking of Shouta, his husband leant close and pressed a kiss to his lips with a smile.
"I'm not going to ask because I know you probably did something stupid, but I'm glad you're okay."
"We made ramen, d'you want me to warm yours up for you?" Toshi asked, heading into the kitchen and fishing the bowl of leftovers from the fridge.
Hizashi smiled too.
"I would love that."
