This chapter ended up being about 5500 words without Author's notes. Super surprised I managed to finish it as I am in the middle of doing papers and stuff for finals.
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Chapter 8 Start
"No picking at your bandages Harrison." Aizawa said firmly. His heart let out a little pitter patter when big attentive green eyes looked up at him and a affectionate smile lit the tot's face. "Okay?" The man pressed after giving himself a moment to compose himself.
After making a grumble Harry nodded, his delicate little hand still worrying at the wrappings. "'Kay Mummy."
The man sighed, wishing that he was able to use his arms all the more. Just a few more days. Aizawa reminded himself. A few more healings. He gave Toshinori a pointed look when the man simply gave Harry a dopey adoring look. Ugh, useless.
"Hey there squirt, listen to your mom!" Hizashi said, carefully forcing little fingers from bandages. "I know it's itchy but you're just going to have to deal." The man murmured. "Now lets get you some chow, yeah?"
"Thank you Hizashi." Aizawa said after the man loaded a plate for the three of them. Sitting Harry on his lap.
"'Course! Hopefully Toshi get's out of the shower soon, his food's gettin' cold." Hizashi said, running a hand through his long blond hair.
"I told him that he should have showered last night. We may have to pack up his breakfast for him if he doesn't get out soon." Aizawa muttered in an exasperated tone. Leaning over to take the strew of the smoothie Hizashi had made him, into his mouth. He rather drink his breakfast than have to be feed. He smiled as he watched Harry doing his best to feed himself, Hizashi leaned over, one arm around Harry's torso as he ate. The man may have been obnoxious but he seemed completely happy and natural helping to care for Harry.
"Hey baby doll, want to try some of mine?" The man cheerfully asked. Cutting off a couple tiny pieces of steak and held them up to Harry. Smiling as Harry happily ate them, making pleased little noises.
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"I wonder why we are meeting Mr. Aizawa out here?" Iida said.
"Yeah, I hope he doesn' plan on makin' us do another one of those quirk tests!" Mineta muttered, sweating rivers.
"You all finally made it. Good." Aizawa drawled. "We will be working outside today."
"What did you find us?" Hizashi cooed at Aizawa's side to an excited Harry. Making an alarmed noise as the boy placed a toad in the man's outstretched hand. Looking like a delighted puppy proudly showering its owner what it had caught them. Mic was quick to get rid of the bumpy little monstrosity. Ugh, he hated nature!
"Who's the kid?" Sero asked. The other students nodded confused as they watched the English teacher go green at whatever was handed over to him.
Harry turned to look at the people making so much noise. He whimpered a bit. Nervous to be around so many though they seemed familiar... Smelled familiar. Harry's eyes widened at the sight of an adorable bird person. Something flooded his chest in a pleasant contenting way at the sight of him.
"What the Fuck? That kid looks like Harrison!" Bakugou barked.
"Don't curse around a child Bakugou! It is completely inappropriate behavior that one so young should not be exposed to!" Iida scolded the teen.
"Yes, I would try to control your mouth if I were you. I don't want Harrison to develop any bad habits while at such an impressionable age." Aizawa grumbled, giving Bakugou a look that promised pain if he wasn't careful.
"W-what? Harrison?" Mineta squeaked, eyes the size of softball as they looked to nearly bulge out of his head when he realized that the kid did indeed look like his only 'female' friend.
"Yes... Harrison." The dark haired man said in a tired tone of voice. The slightest smile crossing his face as Harrison immediately looked up at him at the sound of his name. Attentive and waiting.
"How is that possible? Where is Harrison?" Uraraka said, frantically looking around.
Aizawa groaned. "We didn't have a babysitter and... principal Nezu insisted on us bringing Harrison to work with us. Harrison... was affected by a powerful deaging quirk that will last anywhere between 1 to 3 weeks. Harrison... seems to have some minor recollection of at least us, Toshinori, Present Mic, so there will likely be some of most of you as well but I can't be sure of how much."
"S-so that's-that's Harrison?" Midorya stuttered pointing at the adorable child leaned against his teacher's leg, holding some stuffed dog thing. Not acting even the least bit apprehensive of cuddling with the man.
Aizawa rolled his eyes. "Yes. That is what I just said, isn't it?"
"But she- No! This can't be happening!" Bakugou snarled. An explosion bursting from his palms.
"Well... it is. Mic, don't you have a class?" Aizawa said, turning to his friend who was trying to get Harry to play tag with him.
"Yeah... but Harry's fun and a cutie pie! I don't want to leave our adorable little mini muffin to go teach!" The announcing hero cooed. "Who's a baby doll, you are!"
"Teaching is your job Mic. Go teach some ungrateful brats before Nezu ends up lecturing you." Aizawa sighed.
"Ugh, good point." Mic grumbled. Grimacing at the idea of sitting through one of principal Nezu's famous long winded lectures. He groaned running a hand through his styled hair. Feeling reluctant to leave the adorable baby doll clinging to his friend so adorably, especially with his friend unable to use his arms. Harry may have been a practically saintly little kid so far, even with a couple of mishaps, but kids were handfuls. "You sure though man? I'm sure he would understand if you needed help caring for baby doll~ here!" Mic gushed as Harry nuzzled against Aizawa's pant leg and eyed him with those big angelic eyes. He was just too cute! Yes he was!
Aizawa stared at the other man whom acted completely distracted and star struck. "Mic, go, I have plenty of students to force to do stuff like that." The man said with dismissive finality, ignoring the indignant sounds some of his students were making and the long pathetic whine his friend made. He was just glad his students seemed to be to confused and speechless to say anything. Most looked more likely to pass out than to say a word. Good. Hopefully he wouldn't have to listen to anymore whining or questions.
"I guess I have to goooo." Mic whined pathetically. He crouched down and held out his arms. "Give me a hug now, you hear?" The man insisted. Squeezing Harry tight to himself as the boy managed to tear his eyes away from the class and let the man pull him into a hug. "Second Daddy loves you! I-I got to go n-now... I can't do this Shouta! Harry needs me! It's okay Harr' Second Daddy won't l-leave you!" Present Mic sniffled, sounding nearly hysterical as he cuddled Harry close nuzzling their cheeks together, ignoring the squeak one of the students made.
"Second... Dad..dy?" Aizawa said dryly.
"Y-yeah, second Daddy~, 'cuz Harr's got Toshi as first Daddy and well I can't really call myself Mommy 'cuz you know..." Mic explained and shrugged, still cuddling Harry to himself. "Harr's my baby to you know... Ain't that right my Sweetest Little Listener?"
"What ever, just calm down. You are going to freak Harrison out. Remember, we are trying to make him less afraid of things. Not more. Harrison is already the most attached child I have ever met and he has only been this way for a day. He needs to be taught that it is okay to be alone." Aizawa reminded his friend, sounding exasperated. Completely bypassing the whole parent thing. It was no use arguing about such things with the eccentric man. He let out a long fond sigh as Harry reached up to gently play with Mic's hair and began to enthusiastically nuzzle him back, making the other man blubber happily. The three hardly even notice the students after that. The two adults stuck in their own world.
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"Their so cute!" Uaraka giggled.
"Am I the only one all freaked out? This is messed up man! Why is Harry even in class or clinging to our teachers? Shouldn't she be, I don't know, be in a daycare or getting someone to help her age back up?" Denki pointed out.
"Wow, you actually sound smart for once." Jiro teased. "Though, I don't know. She is pretty cute this way... And seems happier."
"Look! She booped his nose!~ She's so frign' adorable. Aizawa babysitting is so manly!" Kirishima sniffled, eyes tearing up at the pure cuteness of his friend. Interrupting the conversation between the other two.
"Are-are you... crying?" Sero asked incredulously.
"She's just-she's s-so adorable!" Kirishima sniffled, full blown manly tears gushing down his face.
Next to him, Bakugou, was making noises similar to a dying moose. Eyes wide and face bright red. Muttering to himself about protecting and being too cute and something else about killing him as he held a trembling hand to his chest.
"Am I the only one wondering if Harry's dad is like.. In a threesome or something? If not, then maybe Present Mic and Mr. Aizawa are like together?" Mina bluntly exclaimed grinning mischievously. Making many of her classmates choke around her and other's to exclaim or squeal in excitement.
"I totally shipped it!" Mineta insisted. A perverse grin on his face as his eyes practically sparkled after hearing Aizawa say that 'they' brought Harry to school with them.
"Really? I thought you were totally only into girls!" Jiro said, wide eyed.
"Uh, duh! Just because I'm totally into hot ladies doesn' mean I don' ship people together all the time! I mean Yuri's hot! Anyway but yeah, I've been totally shipping Aizawa with Present Mic for like months! They're totally my OTP! Just like Venus the Trapper and her ultra hot sidekick Kabuki-me!" The grape haired boy gushed blood starting to drip down his face at the very thought of them.
"For-for months?" Midorya squeaked.
"Yeah! I mean have you seen them together? I totally called it! I have a gift for these things, you see.~" The boy bragged. Clearly patting himself on the back.
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Fumikage approached the two distracted teachers and Harrison.
"Hello Harrison... Do, you remember me?" Fumikage asked in a calm quiet tone of voice. Even though inside he was a bit of a mess. He didn't want to distress Harrison. The scrutinizing silence of the two adults around him made him even more uncomfortable. He knew how Harrison was though, he would pick up on his discomfort if he let himself be bothered so the bird headed boy forced it away and simply focused on Harrison.
Harry looked at the other boy, clearly nervous as he clung to "second Daddy". The smell of the other boy... was familiar and made him feel safe and happy. The shadow of memory tugged at his brain. Good feelings. Harry slowly gave the other boy a smile.
"Here, Dark Shadow wishes to see you as well." Fumikage said giving Harry a small smile. His shadow suddenly stretching and forming into a bird like creature with massive clawed hands.
"Are you sure-"
Mic was cut off with a squeal. "Kag'ee, Kag'ee! It's birdie! My Birdie!" Harry gushed, demandingly holding out little hands. Making both Fumikage and Dark shadow look away in pleased embarrassment.
"Me to! Do you remember me?" Kirishima eagerly called, darting over at the sight of Harry getting all worked up.
"An' me!" Mineta insisted.
"Not on your life you freaky little pervert! You aren't going anywhere near her unless you want to end up in pieces!" Bakugou snarled. How dare that shitty bird be recognized before him? It didn't matter he would be the one protecting the adorable little angel!
Harry let out a whimper. Tears beginning to fill his eyes. At all of the people around them.
"One at a time man, Harr's got people anxiety!" Mic insisted. Trying to get the situation under control before Harry went into a full blown panic attack and Shouta flipped.
"Back off now." Aizawa growled.
"Sir!" Kirishima squeaked.
"Harrison needs to have good experiences. We are trying to make sure that Harrison's phobias and fearfulness gets better, not worse. Don't any of you dare to make it worse!" The man said, his eyes promising pain if they did anything to upset his son.
Bakugou snorted.
"It's meeee~ Kir-ishi-ma!" The red haired boy cooed pointing to himself. Eyes sparkling when Harry tentatively smiled at him after a few minutes. Remembering the boy's nice warm scent and the ghost of the teen's happy friendly smiles.
"S-shima?" Harry shyly murmured, head tucked under Mic's chin.
"Yeah! Kirishima!" The teen nearly shrieked in his excitement. He eagerly pointed at Bakugou. "And that's our Bakubro! But you call him by his first name." Kirishima explained. Gushing a little at the cute little head tilt Harry did.
"Shut up moron! Kids that young can't understand that much!" Bakugou scolded. He did his best to force a calm expression on his face. "I'm Katsuki. You call me that. You don't like any of these extras, got that?"
"Bakugou. That is not appropriate to tell Harrison." Aizawa said in a calm but somehow terrifying tone of voice. Making even Bakugou look a little nervous.
"Yeah, kid's are impressionable man! No telling trying to mess with baby doll like that!" Mic insisted, a sudden dangerous look in his eyes that had a few of the other students take a few steps back. The man gave the boy a twisted grin. "Got that tough stuff? Anymore funny business and-" The man let forth a disturbing laugh. Truly demented. "We'll be spending some... time together after school... Quality time... and I doubt you'll enjoy what I'll have in mind for ya', you dig?" The man threatened, smiling. In an almost demonic fashion.
"Enough, both of you. This isn't good for Harrison. Bakugou. Go run some laps. Mic, go teach your class. You are already nearly 15 minutes late." Aizawa cut in. Unwilling to let the situation turn into a full on fight between the two.
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"I would be careful if I were you... Harrison bites." Aizawa said in a bored tone of voice. Watching his students play with Harrison attentively. Just because he wasn't hovering around him like Mic had begun to do, didn't mean he wasn't a hyper-vigilant parent he just tried to let Harry have the comfort of him near by while at the same time showing him that nothing was wrong and that he was safe to do things on his own.
"Bites?" Mezo Questioned. His question was immediately followed by the sound of a pained yelp.
Kirishima hissed holding his hand.
"Yeah... bites. Apparently Harrison's teeth weren't all grown in at that age. I'm not sure if it is because they are so specialized but Harrison is still missing several and is teething." The man said, not even reacting to the sound his student was making.
"Ugh, teething until at least three or four? That would suck!" Sero grimaced. Mina nodded in agreement.
"Do we have anything she could chew on?" Mina asked after a few moments.
"It's cool," Kirishima insisted, using his hardening quirk, he gave Harry his hand back to gnaw on.
"What are you doing? You are going to damage her teeth!" Iida lectured. "Children's teeth aren't as strong as adult teeth. You are essentially letting her chew on rocks! Children should chew on toys specifically meant for such a purpose!" The boy insisted. Making a chopping almost robot motion with his hand as he yelled.
"Stop lecturing him for me. I was just about to have him grab a teething ring." Aizawa grumbled. He doubted that Harrison could bite hard enough yet to break any teeth. He was more worried about him getting sick from everyone running around outside and touching everything. It irked the man that anyone thought that they were allowed to command the others when it came to his son though. From what Aizawa knew, Iida had never even been around young children much before. He was the youngest in his entire family. Immediate and extended by at least 5 years according to what he had read in the teenager's files.
"Sir!" Iida nearly chocked bowing his head respectfully. "I am sorry if I over stepped my boundaries. I was just worried about our classmate's health and safety." The exuberant boy explained, making Aizawa nearly roll his eyes.
"What's up with Harry anyway? You never explained." Tsuyu asked as she approached from the track after finishing up her running.
"AIZAWA! WHERE'S MY HARRISON!" A obnoxiously loud exuberant voice yelled. Followed by a massive dust cloud that filled the air and nearly suffocated everyone.
"Right here. Now go be loud somewhere else." Aizawa growled.
"We made an agreement though, I was supposed to get Harrison this morning!" All Might insisted hands on his hips. Nervous eyes darting around until they landed on Harry being held by(clinging to) Mezo who was trying to quietly reassure him. A cooing Kirishima on one side of the large teen holding out his hand to let Harrison chew on it and a red faced Bakugou of all people on the other. His baby boy looked so cute!
"Hi-hi All Might!" Izuku greeted, panting a little bit as he sat in the shade with a gasping Uraraka.
"Hello young Midoriya!" The man said giving the boy a pageant like wave and gleaming grin. More focused on his adorable baby boy.
"I didn't make any agreement with you... Actually... don't you have to teach class 1B right now?" Aizawa said. Annoyed at the man's lack of responsible behavior. He should be conserving his transformation not running around demanding that he get Harrison. Harrison was in perfectly capable hands, being properly socialized and watched. Besides that they had learned the night before that Toshinori's All Might persona completely freaked Harrison out and had him balling and panicking.
Maybe he shouldn't have been but Aizawa was.. Happy that Harrison wasn't a fan of the loud obnoxious self destructive side of Toshinori. He was hoping that it would dissuade the man from transforming as much over the time that Harrison was stuck as a toddler. Force him to heal a bit. Of course instead of reacting like a normal person and settling down a bit the man had to push it. To have to try and force his fear inducing presence on the kid.
"Well.. Yes.. But I said that I would be right back." The man wheedled, chuckling nervously.
"You left your class completely unattended because you wanted to show Harrison off?" Aizawa said in a dead panned tone of voice, completely unimpressed looking.
"Well-no-yes-I just-"
Aizawa was on his feet the instant he heard the start of what he knew would likely turn into a full out wail. His quirk had gotten out of control the night before when Toshinori had decided to show Harry his All Might form. Insisting children loved it. Obviously not all children. He just couldn't seem to get that he didn't like gigantic, intimidating, loud rather frightening looking people. He still wasn't sure why Harrison seemed to like Mic so much. The man himself was loud and a bit unnerving at times. Instead of being frightened by the disturbing aura coming off of the man near the beginning of class Harry almost seemed to gush the more unstable and dark the man became. He would say because Mic was calmer and gentler with Harrison while being affectionate but Toshinori in All Might form had tried toning it down after frightening Harrison the night before and all it seemed to do was make him cry even harder.
"It's okay, I'm here." Aizawa soothed, wishing that he could pull Harrison into his arms and comfort him properly. It was infuriating and to top it off now his students would see how much of a pushover he was to and probably try and take advantage in the future, great. Aizawa let out a relieved breath as Harrison instantly began to settle down.
"HARRRISON!" All Might cheerfully shouted, darting over to his painfully adorable son.
"What is wrong with you? Go away!" Aizawa hissed, eyes widening as Harry wailed fearfully.
"No, it's okay don't be scared of me!" All Might said sounding panicked as he flailed his hands around.
"MUMMY!" Harry sobbed, holding up pudgy little arms. Completely disregarding the students trying to comfort him.
Aizawa bit his lip. "It's-It's okay Harrison... um, M-Mom is here okay?" He flinched at the noises and questions his students made at him saying that. Bakugou of course being the loudest. It didn't matter though. He needed to calm his son. "Come here." The man insisted. Completely focused on Harry. He wouldn't let anything faze him this time around. He would focus on his son.
Aizawa forced himself not to show how much pain he was in when Harrison dove into his arms. Emotions suddenly hit him so hard he would have fallen over if Harrison wasn't attached to him. He just loved Harrison so much it felt so nice to be able to touch him again, to talk to him, and encourage and comfort him, to be a parent again. He couldn't give this up, not this time.
"Mummy." Harry sniffled rubbing his face into the man's capture weapon.
"I know, I know. It's okay. Just breath and calm down." The man said, leaning his wrapped chin on Harrison's luxuriously soft head of hair. He couldn't wait until he was recovered enough again to get completely healed. He had approximately two weeks maybe three at the most before Harrison was back to normal he wanted to actually be able to spend proper quality time with his kid. Not having to watch as his friend did everything for him.
Aizawa pealed his eyes away from Harry and glared at All Might. "Didn't I tell you to leave? Go before you get Harrison all worked up again." The erasing hero insisted.
"But-but I-"
"Go."
"All-alright." The man said in a much more subdued voice after that.
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"So you're... um Harry's m-m-mom?" Kirishima asked, nearly sounding like he was choking on the question.
"I'm not discussing my personal life with my students." The man said in a clipped tone of voice. Glaring at the group as they all clearly had the same question in mind.
"It's about time that your next class starts anyway.. Class, time to go inside. Someone grab the bag Mic sat by the tree." Aizawa called out. Glad that Harrison was light as his arms ached terribly. The little boy still clung to him, head on his sore shoulder, sniffing at his neck quietly. Reassuring himself. Poor thing was obviously tired.
"There's my sweet Listener!~" Mic cooed. Standing from sitting on one of the desks. He squeaked at the realization that Harry was being held in his best friend's very broken arms. "What he-hockey sticks do you think you're doing Shouta? Your arms are shattered man! You can't be carrying our Mini muffin around like that. Harr' might be crazy light but he is still way too heavy for that man!" Mic shouted, clear panic on his face.
"It's fine, really. Harrison's feeling a bit clingy right now." Aizawa explained. Even with the pain it was causing him he really liked having Harry so close. It made him feel ridiculously relaxed.
"No man, I'm carrying Harr' an' we're seeing recovery girl, ya dig? You have to see her anyway." The blond's eyes filled with worry. He grabbed the 'baby bag' from the invisible girl Toru and thanked her before making his way over to his glaring friend just as the bell rung. "See, perfect timing." He frowned as Harry began to whimper and sniffle at the loud ringing. Unused to such noises.
"Sir... sorry for.. Getting in the middle of this but... I think Harry's getting cranky. I have younger siblings and they got really grumpy at this age a lot around noon. Harry might need a nap." Tsuyu said eying the teary eyed child. "Should probably give Harry the teething ring to." The frog like girl said before heading out like the rest of the hesitant students to lunch.
Kirishima stopped for a moment to give Harry a little wave. Fumikage did the same thing though not nearly as enthusiastically. The other boy looked half ready to snap his own hand off with the force he was using.
Wanting to approach but not wanting to bother his teacher Fumikage decided that it would probably be best as he had grabbed Harrison's stuffed animal. He remembered it being in Harrison's backpack when he had come over to his home. The contents had spilt all over his floor. Apparently the dog wasn't a dog at all but a Grimm. It had been a gift he had gotten as an infant from his birth parents. Surely Harrison would be distressed if he were to be separated from it for long. The bird headed boy was quick to hand over the stuffed creature. He wasn't even given the opportunity to really interact with his friend as Mic was quick to snatch Harrison up and force Aizawa from the room. Presumably to the infirmity and he wasn't going to try and force himself into what ever was going on That would have been rude.
Fumikage sighed. He was the sort that even though he enjoyed talking to people sometimes was perfectly content being a lone as well. Yet.. He-he was beginning to feel a bit lonely already and he likely would be for at least a couple of weeks. It just wouldn't be the same without Harrison. At least... the Harrison he had befriended. Koda was kind and reliable and nice to be around but it just wasn't the same. I wasn't Harrison. Harrison just got him without trying. He was sweet and friendly and had a special connection with darkness just like him. Even Dark Shadow absolutely adored him. Harry even liked lots of the things that Fumikage did and didn't think that he was odd at all. It just- the whole situation felt wrong. It felt wrong not to see nor talk to Harrison nearly everyday, his best friend, 15 year old Harry.
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"See man? I told you! She even said that you can't be carrying around our favorite Listener!" Hizashi insisted, bouncing Harry subconsciously on his hip and getting a sleepy death glare in response to what he had said.
"Mummy." Harry tiredly muttered, holding out a delicate little hand.
"You need a nap like Miss Frogger said, don't you?" Hizashi cooed, "You're so sleepy aren't you Baby doll? You want to take a nap with Mo~mmy for a little bit?" A hint of a teasing lit to his tone directed at his friend who acted as if he couldn't even hear him. No fun! "Here you are little man, I'll just go get my computer. I'll be right back so be good."
Harry happily snuggled into his Mummy's side. Taking in his safe calming scent and warmth as he nestled in. Dozing contently against the injured man.
Too sleepy and calm feeling to notice the man entering the infirmary.
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Toshinori wasn't too macho to admit to himself that he was jealous. It wasn't right to feel such selfish emotions as the number one hero, but he did. Harry was his son and he just seemed to like Aizawa so much and calmed right down when the man was talking to him. Hell he clung to Present Mic like an anxious little monkey. Even with him cheerfully nuzzling him earlier that day it still wasn't the same. He didn't want to have to share his son and he didn't want to have to worry that Aizawa and Mic would suddenly decided that they were in love or something and find a way to permanently take his son away from him. It would quite literally kill him if that happened.
Toshinori rubbed at his face. He shouldn't be thinking that way. It was wrong and selfish. Even though Aizawa was pretty critical everything he said was true and even though he took Harrison from him the man still cared about not just Harrison's well-being but his own as well. Maybe that was what made him feel worse? Aizawa my have been reserved and behaved coldly but he was anything but. He was a kind caring person.
Toshinori almost wished the man was still so black and white in his eyes. Cold and heartless and not suited to caring for his Harrison in anyway but just in the last few days he could see that was simply too untrue to even try and convince himself anymore. He didn't regret wining custody over his son, he never would, but a guilt was there, eating at him. For keeping the man away. Not even hearing him out. It was wrong, so wrong of him!
Toshinori forced himself from his thoughts of guilt and self loathing. He needed to stop such behavior at once. If he dwelled on the past than he couldn't focus on the future. A hint of a smile crossed his gaunt face at the sight of Harrison curled against the grouchy man's side. Only his head peaking out of the blanket tossed over the pair. He swallowed hard and a twing tugged at his chest almost painfully. The pair looked like they could easily be parent and child. Toshinori let out a sigh before pulling out his lunch. Half of a small Chicken breast, with apple slices and peanutbutter and a chocolate protein drink which he had been sipping at the last few hours.
"You want to watch a movie or something?" Hizashi asked, startling Toshinori into almost choking. The man was sprawled out on a near by bed. Computer open on his chest.
How hadn't he noticed him?
"They ain't going to be waking up for at least an hour or so. Harr's worn out and Recovery girl done smooched our momma Shouta." Hizashi explained, holding out an earbud. He rolled his eyes as Toshinori hesitated. "Come on man, I got cake and won't tell our Mr. Mom 'bout it if you want any." The voice hero said enticingly.
"Fine... Just... make sure I get to my afternoon class." Toshinori said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck before moving.
"Of course! We have to leave around the same time. I have to teach some Gen. Ed. students. Can't wait to have to deal with Mr. Purple haired 'Personality'. I'm hoping he like mellows out or something." Hizashi grumbled. "Super angry angsty kid. I feel kind of bad for him, he has a pretty amazing quirk."
"Really?" Toshinori said in a questioning tone.
"Yeah, he's got a brainwashing quirk, real cool one. It only works on people though so even though he's quirk is awesome he had no chance in the entrance exams. It's really too bad 'cuz he has it. That special kind of spark. It's a shame it's being wasted. Though maybe it's for the best with that aditued problem of his. Kind of sad, because he reminds me of Shouta a lot. Just too much bitterness and anger in that kid." Mic explained as he set the movie up.
"Huh, that's too bad." Toshinori sighed. Poor kid. He would probably be a bit bitter to if he had a good quirk he couldn't have used to get into the hero courses.
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Mic was excited to show off Harry to his class, declaring it a fun/catching up day. He couldn't understand why Harry showed no interest in any of the students more interested in clinging to him than interacting with any of them. Much like a puppy Harry's loyal attentiveness was completely focused on him. His favorite person in the room. Well.. Likely the only person he knew in the room. Harrison's anxiety from being around people he didn't know, clearly showing through.
Mic couldn't help but let Harry cling to him. Petting his hair and cooing to him. Poor thing was so easy to intimidate.
Shouta made it clear that he was not pleased that his son had been taken without informing him. Half staggering through the doorway. A look that clearly said that he was ready to kick his ass burning into Mic. "Do you know how worried I was?" Aizawa hissed. Making Mic gulp.
Crap, he knew he should have told his friend before hand... He done screwed up. He was so getting his ass handed to him!
End Chapter 8
So here is the end of the chapter. I am not sure if I like how it turned out but I think it is okay. I am half dead right now.
I am in finals week right now at my college so you guys/gals are pretty lucky that I even managed to get this done! I hope everyone likes it because I am like a hollowed out soul husk right now I am so tired.
Night people.
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