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Izuku's POV

Returning to the Bakugo's house was not in his best interests. There was a chance that he a danger to them. His mind was not in a good place right now and he knew it. Instead, he chose to go to the closest safe house.

It was only ten minutes from UA and he knew that only Alex, Panov, and himself knew where it was. They would have to search for the other safehouses. There were four safe houses in the city each he was equally as likely to visit as the others.

The east side of Musutafu was fairly good. Not too much crime or heroes that patrolled. It was also the area that Luka's trainer was in. Picking him up from training only took a few moments. Then he was back on his way to the safe house. No one to notice a child who didnt belong there. As for the building, it was nondescript and nothing about it would catch your attention. Hidden in the shadows of the building were cameras that checked everyone that came in. If someone unauthorized came in an alert would go out to all nearby agents. It was only when an unauthorized person came was someone alert. With his presence though no one would be alerted.

Izuku entered with only a nod towards the camera. He entered the main hallway with Luka right behind him. Toeing off his shoes at the door before heading into the main rooms. There was a door to his left that led to a bedroom but he wanted a drink. After the day he had, it was exactly what he needed.

Panov would have his head if he saw what Izuku was about to do. Oh well. What the doctor didnt know wouldn't hurt him.

Moving into the living room he found it fairly bare. It had a single couch and a tv in front of that. Another door led to the kitchen which he headed straight towards. The kitchen and bar were fully stocked and he planned to drink himself into a stupor.

The kitchen was current and ready to be used. Izuku found the liquor cabinet almost immediately. Pulling out the flask from his bag he filled it with the nearest bottle of scotch. Once it was full he pulled a glass from the cabinets.

Izuku moved from the kitchen into the living room. Sitting on in the closest chair he poured himself half a glass of scotch. Drinking the alcohol brought a burn to his throat but it was a good burn. All of his team had a problem with alcohol. It was part of the war and their coping mechanisms. Drink to avoid the memories of the darkness and what they had done.

A ping from his phone drew his attention. Pulling it free he saw that it was a text from Katsuki.

Katsuki: Izuku you coming home?

Izuku: No. I'm staying at one of the safe houses near UA.

Katsuki: Why? Did something happen? What's the address I'll come to you.

A faint smile crossed his face as he read the message. There was something endearing about the other's protectiveness. Katsuki it seemed wanted to make up for what he did before the war. While Izuku had made his peace with the other boy it didnt means he trusted Katsuki. Giving his location was out of the question. Katsuki wasnt even authorized to know that there was one in the city.

Izuku: You cant come here. Conklin and the others would have my head if you came.

That was putting it mildly. Abbott would strangle both him and Conklin. Abbott would not want the risk of one of his safe houses being compromised.

Izuku knew they were just places for people like him to lay low. They made for something more than the obvious. He could feel it. They were just entering the calm before the storm. Something was coming and whatever it was it was dangerous.

David Abbott always seemed to know when something big was going to happen. Some thought it was his quirk but Izuku knee better. Like himself, Abbott was quirkless but had the analytical skills of Nezu. It was said that he predicted the war breaking out months before it happened. It was because no one listened that they were so dreadfully underprepared.

Conklin may have been the one to purpose the new program to Nezu and Izuku but there was no doubt who the mastermind was. Soldier program had Abbott written all over it. That man knew something bigger than the war was coming. Whatever it was he wanted to be prepared for it.

There wasnt much he put his faith in anymore. Abbott's feelings and instincts though he would put his faith in every time. For more often than not the man was right. Even the governments were following his track of mind. They lost too much once for not listening to they wouldn't risk it happening again so soon.

That night was spent drinking himself into a stupor before stumbling off to bed. Morning came with a roaring migraine courtesy of a hangover. Admittedly he had not drunk enough to get drunk before. It was bad form for a leader and a safety risk for the team. If they were attacked the drunk were a liability. Most likely the drunk would be left behind to die. It was just how life worked out in the jungle.

After taking aspirin and changing into clean clothes he took Luka back to his trainer. Then it was off to UA for day two of making gear for him. Would Power Loader continue to accept him? Only one way to find out.

Yamada's POV

Two months had passed since the soldier program was approved. So far Hizashi had only met Alexander Conklin who would be one of the teachers with himself. The other to Hizashi's surprise was going to be the same age as the students. He knew for a fact that this kid was in the school over the last two months but had yet to see him. Today was going to be the day they met if it killed him.

His first stop was Support Department only for Power Loader to inform him that he just missed the kid. Tracking the kid through the school without the help of cameras was nearly impossible. Nezu refused to help him track the kid. His reasoning was that the kid had too little faith in them as it was. He wouldn't risk alienating him any further.

It was a frustrating process of going around to the different classrooms to try and catch up with the boy. Every time he was told that he just missed him. If he didnt knows better he would think they were purposely misleading him. They wouldn't do that to him. Right?

As he was about to pass another classroom something landed behind him. There was a soft tap to his shoulder that startled him. In startling him, Hizashi's quirk activated and blew out the windows around them. Unfortunately, he wasn't wearing his hearing aids made for when his quirk was used. They were his regular hearing aids and as such, they were blown out much like the windows. Damn it. He would have to get his backup pair before heading home. Then he would have to make an appointment to get new ones.

It was only after a moment that he realized the kid was speaking. Upon seeing Hizashi not reacting a thoughtful frown crossed the boy's face. Now that he got a good look at the boy he realized the unusualness of his hair color. Green wasnt a color that was seen very often. Especially not the shade this kid was sporting. His eyes were a piercing emerald that seemed to judge his very soul.

To his surprise, the boy signed, 'Did you blow out your hearing aids?'

Hizashi signed in returned, 'I did. How can you tell? Most people don't notice that kind of thing. Even most heroes don't notice that I wear hearing aids.'

There was a half-smile as the boy answered, 'My entire team was fluent in sign language. There were times when it was safer to sign rather than speak orders. Necessity is the mother of all inventions after all. As for how I can tell that they're there is that a friend needs them occasionally due to his quirk. He's not deaf but his quirk makes it difficult to hear on the higher end of the spectrum. On the lower end, he can hear a great deal more than regular people. Though he doesn't wear him very often. Only when he thinks he might need them.'

That made sense. If the boy knew someone who wore them he would have an easier time spotting them. As the boy turned his head he noticed what almost appeared to be earbuds in his ears. The shape though didnt quite fit. What were those?

Curious he pointed to the boy's ears and for a moment he looked confused. Then recognition flared in the green eyes.

He signed excitement bleeding through his caution, 'They are sound amplifiers but not quite hearing aids. If it goes to the point of breaking the eardrums or the electronic components it was still. That was a good first test to see if they worked the way they should. I need to run tests to see if they would work in the field but considering I was able to hear your conversation with Snipe I say it's doing well.'

Interesting. They had the same concept of hearing aids but with added protections much like his hearing aids for his hero costume. This kid obviously had a good head on his shoulders. If he didnt knows already that the soldiers were all quirkless then he would have thought the kid had an intelligence quirk.

Hizashi signed as they began moving, 'How are you UA? It must be a shock to be back in school after being gone for so long.'

The kid froze momentarily. Green eyes glazed over and became a scary grey. He heard of the grey eye phenomenon but he never thought he would see it. It was said that grey eyes like that came from those who had seen too much. This was a child someone who would be joining the first years soon. No child should have that look in their eyes.

The boy shook his head and his green hair slightly too long feel into his face. He signed not meeting Hizashi's gaze, 'UA has been interesting but I'm just building gear for myself. Alex had me tested before I went off to the war. I tested out of Middle School when I was 13.'

Jesus this kid was smart. Testing out of school at such a young age. Why was he just a soldier if he was so smart? Wouldnt they have utilized him better as an officer?

Before he could question it the boy signed again, 'You should go see if Power Loader can fix your hearing aids. If anyone in the building could do it, it's him.'

With that, the boy turned away and disappeared down the hallway. That wasnt what he was expecting. Two months and he seemed to have grown close to the older hero. Power Loader wasn't known for taking for letting students get close. While protective of his students he kept them at arm's length.

Was it because of how the war might have affected the boy? Power Loader's past was obscure. None of the heroes there but Nezu really knew of what he did before UA. Public records of his work weren't there. It was as if he never existed before coming to UA.

Maybe there was more of a kinship there than anyone thought. Hizashi would keep his thoughts to himself. It wasn't his place to drag unwanted memories out into the open. Everyone had a past they weren't proud of. Some were just worse than others.