So, this chapter got up to 5595 words without the Author's notes! I already have the next chapter done and ready for in a week or two so watch out for that as well! I also updated Not the Place I was Hoping for.

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Aizawa was a little more than a little angry. He was quite frankly furious. No even more than that. Harrison was supposed to be training with him. He felt betrayed by Nezu and the other teachers. He didn't authorize his son leaving. Nezu bypassed him. He insisted that he thought that it was good for Harrison to have to get used to being away from them with his problems involving his severe dependency streak. It was a logical reason... and the man hadn't even gotten the chance to ask Harrison to apprentice under him... so he couldn't really allow himself to blame anyone but himself. Shouta had lost quite a bit of sleep over knowing his child would be so far away. Especially so soon after Harrison had been in the hospital from poisoning.

Hizashi and Toshinori were nearly hysterical over the whole ordeal. Shouta at that point was sure that he was beginning to feed off of that as he, himself, wasn't feeling the calmest or best about the situation either. It wasn't him obsessively motherhenning... no. It was him feeling stressed out because the other two were... and because it was logical to worry about his son's less than stellar health.

Harrison wasn't one of his problem children... at least not in the conventional.. sense. Not like Midorya who broke bones about as much as Bakugou let his explosive temper spiral him into an irrational rage and practically hourly fights. Nor the way Kaminari and Mineta let their teenage hormones and loud mouths get them into all sorts of... trouble... when it came to the fairer sex. Now that he really let himself think about it... his class was full of problem children... Anyway, no, Harrison wasn't like any of the other brats in the sense that he kind of caused problems for himself.. Unless you counted in the fact that he just let everyone walk all over him. No, he just seemed to be a trouble magnet. As much as he tried to avoid it, trouble embraced him like an old friend. Clingy and unwilling to let up on its hounding of the frail teen. It was tiring and worrying. Harrison's luck the Hero killer would show up or something! Even the area that he was being sent to wasn't somewhere that Aizawa felt comfortable sending him to.

Harrison would be heading to just outside of, Hosu, where the hero Killer currently was. Why did it have to be there of all places? It didn't help that even though Harrison was handling train rides far better since his memory had been so twisted up he was still very nervous on them even with all three of his parents with him. What if something happened while he was on the train? Surely it could set back the little ink black haired teen to being even worse than he once was. The thought was a nightmare in itself.

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"Now remember everyone, you can only wear your hero costume when on patrol with your mentor and just.. Don't lose it. I doubt that I have to tell you this… but I will remind all of you anyway. These hero uniforms that you all have were all painstakingly made custom for all of you. These are not playthings.. but should instead be treated with the care they deserve. Think of your costumes as important pieces of equipment to assist you in your hero work. Take care of them... and yourselves. These are uncertain... times. Please be careful and remember you are all heroes in training, do your best to be respectful and listen. Don't let me down... Be Plus Ultra alright?" Aizawa said with a stressed sigh. Not feeling any better even as they all cheered merrily. He wasn't sure what it was, but he just couldn't stop worrying about something happening to his trouble makers. Usually such feelings meant something bad would happen. He just hoped whatever it was wasn't too major.

"Alright, let's hurry up and get you all on your trains. I don't want any of you a minute late to meeting your mentors. We won't be having any bad first impressions." The man lectured.

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"Hey! Harrison, right?" A man called, his voice deep and rolling like thunder.

Harry yelped quickly turning to face the somewhat familiar voice. Iida nearly bumped into him as he got on the train. This was after waiting for his classmate several minutes while, Aizawa, fussed over him.

Standing from his seat was a massive intimidating figure. Holding out a furred hand with sharp looking black claws. The man had to be at least 6ft 5in tall, muscular with a thick haired tail curled over his back, and handsome canine head. His fur was a bright light orange and he had markings that were an almost cream white over his eyes. The man looked more like a biker or Yakuza than a hero. "You're mine, right?" He more stated than asked as Harry timidly shook the man's hand.

"Yeah, I-I guess so!" Harry squeaked, trying not to gush over how soft the fur was on the man's fingers as he shook his hand.

"Thi-this is your mentor?!" Iida squawked looking more than a little alarmed.

"Yeah, got a problem with that kid?" The Akita quirked man growled, immediately placing an absolutely massive hand on Harrison's shoulder as he glared the other teen down. Iida couldn't help but notice how just one of his hands completely engulfed Harrison's shoulder. The man had to even lean down to even do so. Iida was certain the man could absolutely crush Harrison with the barest of efforts. For some reason he found something about the situation to be absolutely alarming.

"N-no sir, I did not mean to come off as disrespectful... I just was surprised that Harrison would end up with someone so obviously suited for... um... fighting." Iida answered.

The dog like man rolled his eyes, not believing the teen in the slightest. Instead he decided to focus back on Harrison. "Anyway, I thought it would be better if I was here with you as I wasn't sure if anyone else would be." He explained, picking up the cooler bag sitting on the seats he had been guarding and guided Harrison to sit down. Iida tried his best not to gape when the man had to take nearly two full seats just for himself because of his muscular build and stature. He had thought himself quite large and fit but...

Iida managed to squeeze himself in across from the pair. "Who are you anyway, if it isn't rude to ask?" The taller teenager asked.

"Oh, me? The Tough Puppy hero, Red Finder."

"Oh!"

"Yeah, I'm kind of a big deal internationally." Finder said with a smirk at the recognition in the boy's eyes.

He didn't know a lot about the man, but he was certain he had heard something about him... And he wasn't sure if it was bad or good... but something about the man... just felt... dangerous. From the way his piercing amber colored eyes darted about suspiciously to the way he curled his lip ever so slightly. The man kept Harrison tucked to him like he was trying to guard or protect Harrison from the others on the train. Though Harrison didn't seem the least bit concerned, almost looking to be sniffing at the dog headed man and leaning into him, then falling asleep in less than an hour.

"Hey, it's been nearly 2 hours. You need to eat something." Finder muttered, gently shaking Harry awake.

"Wha?"

"You need to eat something. I can already smell your blood sugar starting to drop a little." The dog explained. Holding out a small container of blue berries and a stick of some sort of dried meat. "We'll figure out an optimal feeding schedule while you're with me." He said while grabbing some meat cubes for himself. "I made sure to make plenty of jerky and other meat snacks for you the last few days, so we should have plenty. I also got us some good beef and venison for dinner." The man explained looking at Harrison in an almost hyper focused manner.

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"See you later Iida, don't get into any trouble! I hope you both have a nice time. Please take care of Iida, Mr. Manual!" Harry said, waving cheerfully even as he was being led away to a parked truck.

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It took over 45 minutes to get out to the canine hero's home which was at the end of a long gravel lane all on its own. The home was huge, more of a compound than anything. A large building was to the side of the home with dog runs all over the place and the actual house looked like it was a mixture of traditional Japanese and more modern. The scent of dog hit Harrison as the car door opened, making him alert and almost jittery feeling in his excitement, especially after hearing over a dozen different barks.

The Dog hero watched carefully as Harrison made his way into the house and was instantly crowded by over a dozen large to giant sized dogs. Letting them all get acquainted. He watched the boy's nose twitch, his eyes filling with a hint of animalistic instinct. Good. He had hoped that such a thing would happen. It would be easier to train him then. Harrison would fit in perfectly with his pack! Finder was sure of that the moment he met the child.

Gentle and friendly but full of all of that nervous stir-crazy energy. Obviously, no one knew how to handle him properly. It was no wonder the poor pup was developing destructive, neurotic behaviors. The poor thing needed a job, to be run until he was ready to collapse and then some. He was a thing of stuffed down animalistic instincts. People like them, expected to fit into society like mashed puzzle pieces. They were animals, beast of instincts, they shouldn't have to behave a certain way just because it was considered inappropriate.

Finder knew he wanted to take the kid on the moment he saw him. He knew that there was just something... different about him. He, even more so than even himself... wasn't like others. There was something a bit wild under all of that uncertainty.

"They're all so sweet!" Harry cooed, gently petting a dog with each hand.

Finder grinned, sharp teeth gleaming something odd in his smile. "Yeah, they... aren't too bad. Now let's go get something in us before getting to bed. I'm beat."

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After 4 days of training together in isolation... Finder felt that... encouraging such animalistic behavior may have not been his best idea. He had been so pleased with Harry's progress, deciding that he had enough control of him to be able to start working that nose in town... but that apparently wasn't the case. Harrison was well... a bit of a fear biter... and far too obsessive.

The teen seemed to want nothing to do with anything but patrolling about the property and finding little spots to hide in, all wild eyed. He was so bad that the hero was afraid to let him out of the fenced area anymore. Finder was so screwed if anyone found him! With the hero killer's capture and everyone on full alert plus Harrison somehow able to get out of his control on patrol attacking a Nemu and then trying to bite a hero who had drug him off... It was inevitable that people would start looking for him. It was hard to pretend a kid was stolen away when they snarled at and bit everyone in sight that startled or scared them.

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Finder couldn't help but treat the teen like a small pup, letting him lay all over him. He carefully ran a brush through wild hair and praised Harry every time he finished brushing out a particularly bad knot. He was such a good sweet boy he just needed someone, well him, to patiently and caringly help him work through his behavioral issues is all.

The man smiled as he finished, running paws through silky butter soft hair before giving the boy an affectionate pat and getting up to make something for them to eat. His smile slipped to an annoyed frown as his phone suddenly started to ring. He grumbled to himself before slipping the gadget out of his hoody pocket and pushed the accept button, pressing the phone to his triangular ear.

"Be straight with me, what's going on? What has happened to my son? Is Harrison hurt?" Shouta hissed over the phone, absolutely done with this man's shit.

"No! No... He's... fine." Finder insisted, nearly choking on the strip of jerky he had stuffed into his mouth.

"Then why hasn't he talked to us and why isn't he back? What are you up to? Why did I hear about him on tv?" Shouta growled.

"Nothing, I'm... well I am very busy, so I'll have to get off with you. I'm sure he was just delayed or something." Finder assured, trying his best not to sound nervous. In reality, he was in an absolute panic but... well it was okay. Everything was fine. He pulled the phone from his ear, curling his lip. A few days and everything would be fixed.

"Don't you-..." The Akita hybrid clicked off the phone, eyes narrowed. Why was he even listening? They didn't listen to him... not when... when.. An ear twitched at the sound of a flitting heartbeat. "Time to eat!" The gruff sounding hero said. Tone almost cheerful as he turned smiling with two large plates in his furred hands. Everything would turn out. He couldn't show his anxiety, or it might have Harrison spiraling out of his control again. Everything would be as he designed.

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"-Hang up on me." Shouta rubbed at his face, clear stress radiating from his very body.

"Sir... is everything alright?" Iida asked, worry clear as day on his face. His eyes flickered over to Shinsou who looked positively gray at that point.

The teacher gave his students a long unreadable look before shaking his head. "No... It's not. It looks like Harrison has taken over the spot for problem child. I'm going to have to take a trip to Hosu if I want any straight answers about where he is it seems." Aizawa explained, he didn't really see a point in lying or holding back information. It was his own fault that they heard anything after all. "Make sure to read pages 153 through 210 while I'm gone. I'm sure Present Mic is going to coming with as well so don't be surprised if you see stuff written up for his class as well."

"Wait, who's going where?" Kirishima said, just walking through the door.

Aizawa rolled his eyes. "I have to head to Hosu. I should be back by tomorrow if things go fine."

"I'm-I'm coming to!" Shinsou demanded, forcing himself to stand up on trembling legs. He knew something was wrong! Harry didn't miss school… and well he had just had this terrible gut feeling since the day they had all left. Something just, something was wrong. There was no other way to describe it.

The brunet snorted. "No. You're not. It was hard enough getting you in my classroom. You have a lot of catching up to do…. and I am not going to help you essentially…. ditch class. I'm sure that Harrison would have the same sentiments. Now, I'm going to go explain to the principal what is going on. I'm expecting a 3,000 word essay on your experiences and what you have all learned from your internships in exactly 1 week….. so I suggest you take this time to start on it. It needs to double spaced, Standard font, font size 12 or it will not be accepted." The man explained as he quickly wrote his instructions on the board. "Behave, all of you!" The man barked before he nearly ran out the door to the Principal's office.

"Where did Mr. Aizawa go? What is wrong, you look pale Hito-Shinsou?" Fumikage asked, Hanging a bathroom pass on a hook near the open door.

"S-something's… come up. He had to go."

"Oh…. I see."

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Harry growled as, not alpha, approached him again. Trembling as they approach him. He hunched trying to make himself look as small and unthreatening as possible hoping that they would decide he wasn't worth bothering with. A, not pack member, dressed in blue just wouldn't leave him be. He very vaguely recognized his scent, but Harry didn't know what to do. Finder was upset, he was growling and threatening the intruders inside. That's why Harry had been put in the big building, but he was all alone. Harry didn't want to be all alone! Had he been the only one to be forced to stay put? How had this person gotten in there? Harry couldn't figure out how to get out. He had tried.

Cornered, Harry realized as he bumped into a wall. He released a pitiful keen of distress. Bright green eyes turned to pin pricks at the realization. Confusion lagged Harry's brain as the fog twisted and writhed like an agitated snake. Harry snapped sinking teeth into flesh briefly as something made contact with him. He was suddenly soaked, water gushing over him. Harry shrieked, the feeling of something trying to force its way out of him, past the restraints he wore, crawled across his skin like a hive of enraged bees.

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay!" The young man assured, holding his bitten hand close to himself even as he reached out with the other.

"Get back!"

"What-"

Harry lunged, fear filling every bit of him at the point. He needed away, away from all of them. From being cornered. The smell of burning rubber filled the air and smoke began to drift.

"I said get back!" A white mouse bear looking creature demanded whipping an extension cord at Manual, the normal hero. He yanked back the moment the cord wrapped around the hero.

"After careful study I have discovered the likely cause of Harrison's sudden strange behavior and less than intelligent behavior. I believe Red Finder has a secondary quirk... One he inherited from his grandmother. It is called instinct amplification. It has the ability to force those exposed to it to their absolute base instincts and personality. Most would simply become criminal or over sexualized but... Harrison... His quirk once completely fed off of his base instinct and fear. So why do I think that Harrison is behaving in such a strange manner?" The Principal said, rapid fire.

"Because I know that some sort of canine like quirk runs in Harrison's family. I suspect that his behaviors are stemming from those very genetics, but he also is known to have a naturally timid nature. We must be cautious when dealing with him. Even with his quirk under control, at the moment, he is likely still incredibly dangerous! As I am sure you know, fearful cornered animals have a tendency to bite after all. We must remember that Harrison has a reputation as a fear biter, in a manner of speaking that is. I'm... still confused as to how he was able to be affected by such a quirk though when his quirk rejects the influence of others so aggressively?" Nezu Rambled on. Eyeing Harrison with a mixture of curiosity and pity.

"How do we... deal with him then?" Manual asked, eyeing the snarling obviously terrified teen.

"Well... first off, I wouldn't use any more water... Harrison has a severe phobia. I myself would rather not get either mauled or have him worked up enough that his quirk gets free and ends up maiming us. That's just a personal preference. Secondly, I believe it would be best if we were to get someone more familiar to him in here. Dogs take in the world through sound and scent more so than sight. Harrison has an excellent nose and exquisite ears. I am sure if he has the scent of someone he recognizes as 'safe' around the poor dear will calm down." Nezu explained.

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"Harrison! It's alright, I'm here." All Might crooned, he sat in a crouch with his hand out stretched, palm down. "It's okay sweetie Dad's here!" The man continued baby voicing his son, letting him sniff at his hand.

The smell of love and safe and parent filled Harry's lungs and mind, making him immediately needy and clingy. He latched onto the other man, clinging like a baby monkey. "That's right sweetie everything's alright." The blond mumbled, nearly tearing up as he carried his son out. He knew that they shouldn't have allowed Harry to leave! Shouta was a hard teacher but he was a good one. Even he agreed that he thought that Harry should train under him. But… of course he had allowed others to talk him into letting his son go… for self-growth. He didn't think he could ever allow that to happen again. Not after this. His poor son being treated like an animal instead of a human being!

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"B-blood? But how did you trick him into consuming your blood?" Erasurehead asked, trying not to show how rattled he was.

"A drop at a time of course." The man grumbled, his tone resentful. Harrison's nose was too good to just feed him a steak slathered in it or something!

"Do you mean that you... mixed it into his food or something?" The man pressed, balling his fists under the table.

Finder rolled his eyes.

"Why would you even do something like this?"

"Why? He should be mine! Instead, like always, All Might got his way! He left my sweet boy, my Gin to die! How is that fair? How? He was so small, hardly bigger than my hand when I found him. He-he was nearly blue dumped in a box near a dumpster like an unwanted newborn pup. I took him home, I loved him when no one else would! He was so gentle and smart, always ahead of the other children. They were cruel to him." Finder let out an unstable laugh, sorrowful in tone.

"You know what? Even their quirks are alike to an extent as well." The man almost whispered like he was sharing some big secret, tears in his eyes. "He was sick all the time. You see... I found him in the Swiss Alps when I was there to help recover an entire village that was lost to an avalanche. It was after I was done... I thought I would enjoy the last few days after a successful rescue. It was the middle of the day everyone ignored these frail cries coming from an ally I was walking by. These people… they could have left him at a hospital, at a station anywhere but there! It-was disgusting. This poor thing so small, still wet from birth. Carelessly tossed away like he was-was nothing. I soon learned that he was like Harrison.. Able to give life." Finder babbled, shaking.

"Gin Aka Inu isn't dead. He's in high security care facility. He has extremely severe brain damage and has since the age of 14. The incident happened 11 years ago. The damage has caused young Mr. Aka Inu to be unable to recognize anyone or thing around him. He frankly would be better off dead or a vegetable to be honest. He's in a constant state of terror, he hallucinates, he can't eat as his esophagus was also damaged so he has to be held down repeatedly throughout the day to be fed through a tub." A dark-haired man in a trench coat said, casually reading from a thick file in his hand.

"Shut up! I don't want to hear this!" Finder snarled.

"He is extremely dangerous. Aka Inu has to constantly be contained and muzzled as he has developed cannibalistic leanings and will even attempt to consume himself or others. He cannot speak nor-"

"Stop! That isn't my son! It isn't!" The Akita hybrid raged.

"-knows how to do anything that would be considered civilized anymore. He is essentially a deranged animal at this point." The man said in a candid tone of voice, completely ignoring the dog man. He didn't even jump when Finder smashed the table with his fists.

"That's not my son! My son is gone, dead because of All Might! I-I told him that he should have just let that man go!"

"That man killed over 2 dozen civilians, seriously injured another couple dozen and killed an additional 4 heroes that day!"

"My son wouldn't have been killed by that car if he had just listened to me!"

"Your son isn't dead!" Shouta snarled, back, unable to take anymore, quirk activated in his rage. "What happened was terrible, but he isn't dead this wasn't All Might's fault!"

The man in a trench coat nodded. "You shouldn't have left your child in the open in a situation like that. All Might was fighting what is considered the 3rd most dangerous criminal to be caught in japan in 35 years! It wasn't his fault that a parking garage fell apart nor that your son was crushed under that van. Even so the only one at fault was that villain, the real villain."

"All Might was the real villain! He's the reason that bastard even showed up! That man was using everyone like-like bait! He may not have killed them himself but it's the same thing! They died because of him! He-he died because of him... at least that was what I thought... But then I-I found Harrison. Their so much… alike.. you know? They even look a bit alike. Gin... he was going to be a hero... a real one! He wanted to be one so bad….. My Gin, he had gotten into Yuei all by himself! He didn't even get the chance to find out. His letter came a day-day too late! My son was going to be an amazing hero! A real one! He took that away from him. He took everything away! All that is now... That thing is just a meat suit, a monster. There's nothing left of him so don't tell me that-that thing is my boy! My boy died that day!" Finder insisted, nearly choking in his attempts to hold back his sobs at that point. "Harrison, I-I wasn't going to let the same thing happen to him."

"So, you instead, kidnapped my son and forced your quirk on him? Even knowing that his quirk would likely not react how it usually does to other quirks because the way the both of your quirks function?" Aizawa managed to ask in a relatively neutral tone of voice. He even managed to force himself to clasp his hands in his lap. The look on the other man's face was enough to confirm his question. He couldn't remember the last time he wanted to hurt someone so badly… and yet at the same time he felt bad for him.

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Harry was pacing about the house in a manner disconcerting to watch. It was definitely obsessive, and it was becoming upsetting to his parents. He was obviously stressed out. They didn't want to start giving him the sleeping pills recommended either. It didn't seem like the smartest or safest idea and the idea of drugging their kid didn't sit well with any of them.

"Hey, Baby doll come here! Second Dad's here to protect you, it's okay!" Hizashi nearly sighed in relief as his son stopped pacing around. He put on his best friendly smile to try and reassure his baby doll that everything would be alright even with how exhausted he was. "Don't ya' want some chicken nugs before we take a nap on the couch or somethin'?" Hizashi asked, carrying two plates heaped with some of Shouta's fancy family farm raised grilled chicken nuggets. The man nearly rolled his eyes when he had seen how many bags full he had found hidden in the new freezer in the garage. No wonder he had insisted on getting an extra freezer. He was pretty sure if they hadn't all been around all the other man would have lived off was those things along with trail mix and his apple sauce drink pouches. And he thought his own diet had been crap.

"See baby? I got the nugs right here. I can get Momma Shouta's sleeping bag for ya once we're done and we can go snuggle up on the couch and get a few hours of sleep and then neither of us will miss them coming in, yeah?" Hizashi prattled on. It was nearly 3am at that point and he wasn't much of a night owl. He was even more exhausted than he usually would have been at that point, having to deal with Harrison's half feral behaviors all day on his own. He was pretty desperate for sleep at that point.

Hizashi loved his Baby Doll but it was safe to say Hizashi would have hands down, rather him be turned back into a toddler over being essentially a half wild animal. Toddler Harry was an absolute precious angel of cuddly cuteness and cooperation. Happy and extremely friendly and well wasn't a bundle of absolute blinded terror and neurosis unlike this version of Harry.

Hizashi cringed as he watched Harry eat, afraid he would end up choking the way he practically inhaled his food. It was a good thing he had thought beforehand to cut his nuggets into smaller pieces. Hizashi decided. Tiredly pushing some hair behind his ear. Hizashi was quick to wash the dishes and put them away. Just in case. And stumbled to Harrison's room, grabbing the yellow sleeping bag he knew would be laying on the boy's bed.

"I got it." Hizashi mumbled, slurring ever so slightly. "Now let's go try... to-go to the bathroom then go to sleep okay? Dadd-y's reallllly tired." The blond stressed, absolutely dead on his feet at that point.

After having the awkward task of having to stand in the bathroom with his son while going Hizashi was ecstatic that they were finally able to go to sleep. He was happy that Harry was eager to dive right into Shouta's sleeping bag. Falling asleep nearly immediately once Hizashi zipped him in and pet his hair for a few minutes. Hizashi ran rather hot and instead used a thin flannel blanket to snuggle in with.

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"Awe, they must have been waiting for the both of you!" A man said, chuckling quietly.

"Yes... Hizashi did say that Harrison was exhibiting some pretty severe signs of separation anxiety! I feel bad that we couldn't come home last night." Toshinori said, gaunt cheeks pink with embarrassment.

"I still can't believe after all this time you finally ended up settling down not just with one person but two! At this point I thought that you were Asexual and Aromatic to be honest. Why didn't you tell me you were with them?" The man said, almost pouting.

"What?!" Toshinori squeaked, coughing in both surprise and embarrassment. "I-well- I don't know... what I am in... that way…. but I definitely don't think I am either of those things! I-I think I can feel attraction I just... I never had the time or opportunity for a relationship... To um… be honest... now that I'm thinking about it. I'm pretty sure I think that they're the only ones I've ever had any…. feelings for in any other way than platonic though... I'm-I'm too old to think about this sort of stuff!" The man sputtered, clamping his mouth shut once he realized he was babbling his thoughts.

"I would appreciate it if you stopped stressing our boyfriend out. This situation is already stressful enough without adding other baggage that doesn't even matter on top of it." Shouta said in his disapproving mom voice.

"Com' err Toshi Muffin." Hizashi mumbled through a yawn, scratching at his mop of blond hair and holding an arm out, careful not to wake Harry. "You're perfect the way you are!" He insisted.

"I'm sorry! Sorry, I was just teasing." The man relented. "I promise, Toshinori offered to let me to take a rest here before I go and see Akane Aka Inu's last remaining brother who apparently moved to Tokyo to get away from his 'mentally and emotionally unstable' co-hero and even started an office there so he wouldn't have to communicate with or visit him anymore. The only good news out of all of this is that he told me that Harrison should be back to being able to speak and reason in no more than 4 days as long as he wasn't exposed to Akane's quirk in that time frame. Though it may take a week or so for him to be 100% back to normal."The detective, Tsukauchi, explained.

"That's a relief. I hate seeing Harry so afraid all the time. It's hard not being able to do much to help him though, you know?" Toshinori said with a thin-lipped frown. "He just seems so miserable now." More like, again, his mind cruelly mocked.

"I know what ya mean. It's terrible." Hizashi agreed, quiet for once. Not the least bit chipper sounding like he usually was.

The want to punish the man that did this to his budding usually optimistic family burned through Shouta as he gazed at the pair of blonds. He wanted to hurt him so bad…. But.. how did you hurt some one any worse than they already had been hurt when everything important to them had already been taken away in the worst way possible… forever?

End Chapter 15

I hope everyone enjoyed the new chapter! Can't wait to get the next one posted, which is already done! The two chapters were actually supposed to be one but they were too rushed sounding to me that way and it was about 12,000 words together, so I decided to split it in two and to add too each chapter to make them flow a little better and not sound so rushed. I hope I did a decent job!

By the way everyone, I updated my Not the Place I was Hoping for story! It has been a while, but I finally have my muse back. I plan to have the chapter up that Harry finally gives birth to his kit by Halloween so look out for it! I am super excited for it! I have already started the chapter for it and everything! Harry's going to be best mom!

Also, I have started an art request blog on tumblr look for mymuffinHarrison! I'm becoming an illustrator, so it is a lot of fun and good practice for me to draw all the time. I am working on a manga right now and I am going to try to get the first chapter done within the month!

Please review! It gives me a lot of good ideas and motivation! I use suggested ideas all the time in my stories and it also helps me to know what I need to improve on!

Next Chapter hint: Unexpected sleep overs and professional concerns