So there was a tiny change made. Nothing major I just realized I didn't give myself enough time to do everything I wanted before finals start for 1-A. So, I upped it from a week to two weeks. This way It doesn't feel like I'm cramming too much into one week because I have a bit planned ^x^

Real quick: I love the red shoe theory. For those that don't know it's basically saying that the shoes Izuku wears (and even Shigaraki if you look close enough) are made to fit the quirkless and are identifiers of quirkless people. So, there is a bit of that in this chapter, however I'm not adding the tag because it only really important for this chapter and never again truthfully.

Also the little memory moment with Izuku I have been DYING to add in the story as some of you asked for more Dadzawa with the boys when they were younger. I almost wanted to make it a one-shot from the story lol and I know it doesn't add much to the story at all but it's MY STORY AND I SAY A LITTLE BIT OF FILLER IS OKAY! Because Dadzawa is life!

"Izuku, it's time to get up."

Izuku gave a groan as he looked at his clock. Seven AM. Time for get ready for training. Seeing how yesterday was focused on Cujo, he figured today would either be focusing on Hitoshi, or a bit of acrobat training.

Shouta leaned against the doorframe with a little smile. "Get dressed."

"Mkay."

Shouta left after that and Izuku slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes.

Uuuuuuggghhh.

Izuku blinked. "Cujo? Was that you?" He asked. That groan was a deep groan of annoyance.

Why do we have to get up early! Cujo whined like the child he was. Izuku could feel him bury himself deeper to try and gain a few microseconds of sleep. Always so early!

Izuku gave a little huff of a laugh as he reached up to pat Cujo's head- only to remember that Cujo was not behind him. "Uh…" He patted his own head. "There. There. We have to get up early."

I hate it. I'm going back to bed.

"Okay, don't let me stop you."

Cujo harrumphed and Izuku felt him go quiet as the quirk went right back to sleep. 'Lucky.' Izuku thought and got up.

He felt it strange how only a while ago he and Cujo were butting heads with Cujo nearly killing him, but now they were…strangely getting along? Would he call it getting along? Or were they just tolerating eachother until the next blow out happens? He didn't know and it made him uneasy to think about.

Izuku got dressed in a loose fitting outfit for training. Once he finished putting on his clothes he grabbed his red shoes. "Nooo…" He whined a little. This caused Cujo to stir grumpily.

What's the problem? Cujo inquired, his voice heavy with sleep, and clipped from lack of sleep. It better be important.

"My shoes…." Izuku held up his left shoe and the sole of the shoe fell down a bit. "I have to get new ones…"

Goodnight.

With a sigh, Izuku had to tell his dad the dreaded news.

This immediately pulled Izuku's mind back to when he was five and Shouta took them both shopping for clothes. "Hm." He gave a little chuckle at the memory and went out of his room.

"Dad!" Izuku called as he walked down the hallway. "I have unfortunate news, I need new shoes-" He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw not just Higashi but Inko Midoriya as well.

"Izuku!" Inko smiled brightly as she clasped her hands together at the sight of him. She approached with her arms out for a hug and Izuku took a step back out of reflex. He bumped into something immediately. Turning he saw Hitoshi. Hitoshi looked grim as he stared at Inko and Higashi the same as Izuku. Inko drew her arms back and down when it was clear Izuku wasn't going to return her hug.

"I have news…" Mr. Suzuki tried to say with false excitement and a fake smile. "The DNA test results came back…. Yay!..." he gave jazz hands with all four hands but nobody else was smiling or buying it. Higashi let his smile drop and he scratched at his face uneasily. "Well-" he sighed. "I guess I'll just get to it then. Yes, Izuku, you are biologically Inko's son. You were born on july fifteenth, and… well…" He sighed as the air turned heavy.

Izuku gave a sigh. "I know." He confessed. "I knew the moment I saw you, Inko. I mean…look at us." He gestured between himself and Inko.

"Yeah, I figured it out as well." Shouta grumbled a little as he scratched at his head.

"Wow…we were really only two weeks apart?" Hitoshi asked as he put his hands on Izuku's shoulders. "I guess us saying we were twins wasn't as far off as I feared. Her I thought you'd be born in December or somethin'. " He smiled down at Izuku. Who smiled back up at him. Then, Izuku focused back on Inko.

"Look…Inko…" He pulled away from Hitoshi as he approached Inko. Inko winced a little, probably because he wasn't calling her 'mom.' but that's going to take some time for him to do. After all, it took Izuku three years to call Shouta 'dad'. "I know… when we first got reintroduced to one another two weeks ago-" (God, has it really only been two weeks?) "-That I was rather harsh." He scratched at the the back of his head awkwardly. "I was just upset. I was upset about the possibility of being taken away from the family I've known my whole life basically. So, I do apologize for the things I said." Izuku then bowed to Inko in a formal apology.

"No-" Inko teared up as she started to scramble towards Izuku. "No, I never should have insisted on custody! I realized I was wrong! That you lived with these two since you were five and that now you are almost of adult age and should decide where you want to be!"

Cujo started to stir just beneath the surface. I know that voice…

'Stay down. We don't need you scaring her.' Izuku warned softly.

Mommy?

'Cujo, please, I am begging you to stay quiet!'

Izuku was glad he was bowing as he felt a sharp pain stab his head just above his right eye and bowing did a good job masking the face he knew he was making. Once the pain subsited and Cujo was just staying by, and not going to take over, Izuku stopped bowing.

She's just as I remember…granted I only saw her once before we were taken. That was when I took her quirk the very first time. Her quirk was the first.

'Shit! Shit! Shit! I never returned it! I keep forgetting I have it!'

I don't see why we have to.

'Because it's not ours! It's not right, Cujo.'

I- but it's a handy quirk! And with One for All it's actually powerful! She can only pick up small objects and it's just a waste. At least lets give her a quirk she deserves! Like Endeavor's fire! And then we'll give Endeavor the weak objection attraction!

"No!-" Izuku clammed up when he spoke out loud causing everyone to look at him. "-No…" He thought quickly on his feet as he looked at Inko. "Let's just both agree we were in the wrong and that tensions were high that day?" He breathed out while giving a nervous smile to Inko.

Inko giggled behind her hand. It was a soft sound that put Izuku at ease. "Yes. I think I have to agree."

Shouta gave a weak sigh as he looked at Izuku and then at Inko. "Well…seeing how we need to take an impromptu mall trip-" Shouta took Izuku's shoe to inspect. He peeled the sole of the shoe back a bit to see the damage. "How does breakfast sound? Maybe to release some tensions and ask questions about the future?" He asked as he handed the shoe back to Izuku.

Inko clapped her hands together. "That sounds pleasant."

"Unfortunately, I can't. I have a family I need to check in on." Higashi gave a faint sigh. "Breakfast would have been great, but a social workers life is never done! I wish you guys a good breakfast and will see you in the future, I'm sure." Higashi informed them as he started for the door. He gave a bow and put his shoes on. Then Higashi Suzuki was gone.

Training was, obviously, put on hold for the time being.


Everytime Shouta steps foot in this dreaded mall, he only ever thinks of the time he nearly lost Izuku the first week the kid was in his custody.

"Okay, we'll start with shoes." Shouta mumbled as he walked into the mall. Izuku held on to his right hand while Hitoshi held on to Izuku's hand. Shouta felt his brow furrow a little as he looked at the list in his hands. He needed a lot for the boys. Of course he needed a lot. The boys literally had nothing and he doubted the boys liked the hospital issued slide on shoes they were allowed to keep.

So, to the shoe-shop they went. "Alright pick out a pair of sneakers." Shouta instructed as he put both boys in front of the kiddie shoes. Izuku just looked at him and Hitoshi took the lead immediately.

"This way, Zuchan."

Izuku silently followed. Despite liking Shouta, Izuku still had a thing about not speaking. Shouta would have to look into therapy to help Izuku with his selective mutism. Shouta felt like a true dad when he sat on stool and crossed one leg over the other as he let the boys pick what they wanted. However; before too long, probably about five minutes in, both boys came back. With Izuku looking rather crestfallen about something.

"What's wrong?" Shouta asked as he leaned forward a bit.

Izuku just looked at the ground and wiggled his toes. " 'Don't fit." Izuku mumbled softly.

"So, find a pair your size. We had you sized you're a-"

"-No, Mister. We know the size. But none fit him." Hitoshi interrupted a little rudely but Shouta let it slide.

"Alright, lets go see." Shouta stood and walked with both boys to where they were. There, on the floor were a pair of All Might themed sneakers, followed by another pair, and another, and then a pair of Endeavor sneakers, Best Jeanist sneakers. Shouta bent down and picked up a sneaker to inspect the size. Yep. Right size.

All of them were the right size. Shouta put the sneakers back on the shelf.

"They fit me." Hitoshi explained as he tugged on Shouta's sleeve. "But he says they're too tight on him. We even tried a size bigger but he says they're uncomfortable against his toes."

Then it clicked. Shouta wanted to slap himself. "-Oh! I'm sorry, kid." He turned to Izuku. "You can't-" It honestly made Shouta a little angry to say this next part. "-You can't wear these sneakers." He bent down and took Izuku's hand into his own. "You need the quirkless brand."

"...Otay…" Izuku mumbled clearly forlorn at the exclusion from his favorite hero.

Shouta scoped out the quirkless section for shoes and spotted it just a little ways away from them at the end of the aisle. "They're right down there." God, even from here Shouta could see how depressing the quirkless brand of shoes looked. They were ugly and broad and they only came in three colors. Red, green, or blue. Not even black or white colors No fun super heroes, just three colors and different designs from high-tops to skater shoes. Why? So it would make it easier to identify if someone was quirkless or not. "Why don't you go and pick out a pair you like?" he asked and pushed Izuku towards the end of the aisle.

There was that familiar tug on his sleeve as Izuku started to walk away. "Could I get the quirkless brand too? So, Zuchan doesn't feel left out?" He inquired in a soft tone.

"Mmm… I don't think so. You know how these are too tight for Izuku?"

"Mm-hm!" Hitoshi nodded.

"Well, those shoes would be too wide for you. It would be like you running in swimming fins." He joked with a little smile. "But tell you what, we'll let Izuku pick out a pair he likes and we'll see if they have a matching pair for you in this section." Shouta turned towards the quirkless section and his heart dropped. Shouta Aizawa made a critical mistake. He looked away from Izuku for a second and now he was gone.

"Izuku?" Shouta quickly scanned around for the missing child.

"Zuchan?" Hitoshi looked around with him.

As the seconds ticked Shouta felt anxiety creep in. "Izuku!" He called as he stood. He jogged towards the quirkless section. No child. He looked towards the door. "Izuku!?" He cried out more in desperation than anything at this point. 'He couldn't have gotten far!'

"Mr. Eraser! That way! I see him!" Hitoshi cried and pointed out of the door. But before Shouta could do anything Hitoshi bolted out of the store all of the same.

"Hitoshi!" He called as he chased after the kid.

Well, he had to give Hitoshi props. The little kid found Izuku and Izuku's would be kidnapper. A heavy-set man who had Izuku's hand in his. They were staring at All Might comic books together at a kiosk. "Go on, pick one." The man urged. "I'll let you read it in the car."

Hitoshi came up behind the man and kicked him directly between the legs. The man cried out as he grasped at his jewels, letting go of Izuku in the process. But little Hitoshi wasn't done yet. The little ball of spitfire was actually brave enough to kick the man again in the balls. "Serves you right!" Hitoshi cursed with such vitriol that Shouta didn't even think it was possible for a little kid to have. Hitoshi then grabbed Izuku and pulled him in. Izuku was shaking.

The man tried to get up, but this time Shouta took over. He grabbed the man by the collar and and hoisted him to his feet. His weight meant nothing to an enraged Shouta Aizawa. Still, Shouta didn't need to kick this guy in the balls or smear him into a bloody pulp on the ground (even though he wanted to.) he just need three words to make this man piss himself. "I'm a prohero."

The man gave a whimper. "I just- please- I help kids like him- I'm quirkless as well! See!" Shouta pulled the man in so they were face to face. He didn't even look at the man's shoes. He didn't care. "We take in the quirkless and give them a life away from quirked people!"

"Run." Was the only word Shouta said as he dropped the man. "Three…" Shouta rolled up his sleeves.

The man got to his feet.

"Two…" Shouta was preparing for a chase across the mall at this point.

He never got to one. The man ran. He was gone in a flash. Shouta snorted as he looked at Izuku and Hitoshi. Izuku was still shaking while Hitoshi held on to him for dear life. "What were you thinking?" Shouta asked as he got down to one knee so he and Izuku were eye-to-eye. "You know you can't go with strangers."

"He- he just grabbed me…" Izuku whispered. "He just grabbed my arm…he started talking about this quirkless society…I-..." Izuku teared up as he whimpered. "-I couldn't stop him." He hiccuped.

Shouta pulled Izuku into a hug. "This is why you need to be louder. When someone just grabs you like that you have my full permission to scream as loud as you can so I know you're in danger, Izuku. We could have lost you today if Hitoshi hadn't have spotted you."

Izuku nodded against Shouta's chest. " 'm sorry…I'll…I'll try to be louder…" He continued to whisper.

Shopping did resume after that, and it would turn out two weeks later the man would eventually be arrested on another kidnapping charge of yet another quirkless child. Shouta would regret letting the guy go as easily as he had, but at the time, in the mall, he wasn't thinking of all that. Only of the safety of his children. He was honestly too afraid to let them out of his sight after that and the idea of the having to declare an arrest, contact the police, talk the police, and sign paperwork, all things requiring him to look away from his children… he couldn't do it. It was selfish and stupid of him. He knows that-

"-Dad." Hitoshi hissed, forcefully pulling Shouta out of his thoughts as his son elbowed him directly int he ribs. They were sitting at a food court table all of them had food in front of them, including Shouta who had been out of it this whole time. "-She knows about Cujo…" He whispered.

Inko and Izuku were in a deep conversation with one another, but Shouta was able to hear the end of Inko's sentence. "-When my quirk went missing suddenly…I regained hope that it was you again." She whispered through her tears. "But I wasn't sure. It was just doubt. That maybe I ran into someone on the street who erased my quirk permanently or I did something to lose it." She whipped away her tears as she gave a sniffle. "And then Katsuki came to me and said that he thinks you were in his class… I knew."

"I-...I'm sorry." Izuku gave his own whimper. "I- I thought it was mine when it appeared suddenly." He whispered. "If I would have known I was stealing from you- but it's okay. I can make it right, Inko. I can return it."

"Since when?" Shouta inquired as he butted into the conversation. "I thought neither you nor Cujo knew how to do that."

"Cujo knows." Izuku answered. "I recently got him to show me how to return quirks. I-..." Izuku looked around. "I already returned you-know-who's quirk." Izuku whispered real low.

"Cujo?" Inko blinked at the name. Then, she smiled a little smile. "Is that what you call the white-haired you? The one that I meet once?" She asked as she leaned into Izuku a little. "I have to tell you, I was surprised when he appeared. Especially since the doctor told us you were quirkless. I was doubly surprised when you got a sentient quirk. Do you know how rare those are?"

"Why'd he take your quirk the very first time?" Hitoshi asked as he sipped his drink.

Inko laughed a little. "I put the cookies up where he couldn't get them. Next thing I know, I'm quirkless and Izuku has white hair and red eyes and was munching greedily on the cookies I had hidden away."

"That Tracks." Was the universal response amongst all of them.

"Yeah…and then I told your father about it over the phone because I was freaking out. You had my quirk…" Inko sadly pushed her chopsticks with her finger as she relived the memory. "He was so ecstatic. He said he was going to see you as soon as he can…He never came back and I never saw or heard from him again, and then you went missing…I thought I was cursed." The air around them turned heavy. "But then my quirk returned randomly one day! But I just thought… 'It's true. He really did die. A villian killed my baby'." Inko teared up again as she whimpered. "I'm sorry- I should be happy! You're okay and healthy! And so is…Cujo." She gave another teary laugh.

"Let me return your quirk-"

"-Keep it." Inko insisted. "This way. This way you'll always have a part of me with you and I'll know you're okay!"

Izuku shook his head. "I can't. It's not right-" Inko cupped both of his hands in hers.

"I don't need it, Izuku. I saw you use it during the Sports Festival and you've made better use of it in a year than I have my whole life. Besides, it was making me kind of lazy." She winked at Izuku.

"But-"

"Okay. How about this." Inko rubbed her thumbs over the back of his hands. "-How about you hold on to it for me and if I ever want it back you'll return it. Would that make you feel better, sweetheart?"

"..." Izuku looked towards his dad.

Shouta put his hands up. This was not his decision to make. Though, if it were up to him he would tell Izuku to give the quirk back. But it's not. When Izuku tried to go to Hitoshi for an answer, Hitoshi made it a point to grab his food and turn away from Izuku to eat. 'Smart.' Shouta then did that to.

This was up to Izuku.

Keep!

'Cujo…'

Keep! She's offering it to us! So, let's just keep it! C'mon, we both know she's right and we've made good use of the quirk!

"Okay…Okay…" Izuku gave in. "I-...Thank you." He sighed softly. "I'll make good use of your quirk, I promise."

"I know you will." She patted the top of his hand.

"Inko…" Hitoshi turned back towards the woman. "I… I have to know. Are you still in contact with Izuku's father?" he inquired trying his best to mask his worry.

"Unfortunately not." She sighed at this. "After Izuku went missing; Hisashi disconnected his cellphone. Like I said: I have never been able to get back into contact with him again."

Hitoshi tried to not show his relief at this.

They sat and talked for a little while longer, making Shouta feel like a dick for how he treated her just a couple weeks back, because Inko Midoriya wasn't a bad person. Just a mourning mother. Still, time went by and soon Inko had to leave. "My shift starts in a couple of hours."

"Oh? What do you do?" Shouta inquired.

"I'm a RN at the local eldery home." She gave a little smile as she stood and grabbed her purse. "It's all I had to keep me sane when Izuku went missing, strangely enough."

"... Wait a minute!" Hitoshi jumped from his seat as he looked at Inko. Inko, startled, jumped back a little at this sudden movement. "Ishii Shinsou! Does that name sound familiar?"

"Shinsou- Oh my. I thought you looked familiar." Inko breathed out. She then bowed towards him. "I-...I was the one to deliver the news to Ishii about what happened to Dai and Yua. I cannot imagine what you went through." She whispered. "I also heard of Ishii's passing a while ago. She was always full of life, even though she couldn't decide how she liked her coffee… you know, it's oddly fitting. If I never worked with Ishii, I never would have met your father, Izuku." Inko explained and looked over at him. But then it was like a stunning realization hit her as her smile dropped. "Wait a minute…" She inquired a little shocked. "If you're Dai's son…" She pointed to Hitoshi and then she looked at Izuku. "Oh my…"

"What?" Shouta inquired.

"Well…It's just that…Hisashi told me that he was Ishii's youngest son…"

Hitoshi shook his head immediately. "Dai had no brothers, Ma'am. He was an only child."

Inko frowned at this. "Hm. I don't buy it." She stated firmly and put her hands on her hips. "That's what he told me. I guess…that would make you two cousins…" her brow furrowed at the thought. "It's funny how that turned out, isn't it?"

"..." Nobody knew how to respond to that. They couldn't exactly tell her: 'Sorry, but Hisashi Midoriya is actually a villain who takes quirks, thus why Izuku has this quirk, and he lied to you about his relation to Ishii!' So, they just let her go after that.

There was a bit of silence between the two of them as they thought on her words. Then, Izuku was the first to speak. "Dad?"

"Hm?"

"I think…I think we should do a DNA test, Hichan and I."

"Izuku, who now that was just a lie he told her." Shouta sighed at the suggestion. "Dai Shinsou had no siblings, trust me, I looked into it. So, you two aren't actually cousins."

"I know, but…Think about. Why was All for One visiting Ishii in the first place?" Izuku asked as he looked at Shouta and then to Hitoshi. "It can not be because he wanted to get close to Inko. That doesn't add up to me. Plus, this was before Hitoshi and I were born. I just… I think a DNA test needs to be done."

Hitoshi gave a nod. "I hate to say it, but I agree. The math doesn't make sense."

Shouta looked between his children before throwing his hands up. "Fine. Fine. I talk to Osada about doing an impromptu DNA test. Honestly, I can believe we haven't done one before hand." He scratched his head.

"We didn't need one. I told them my story." Hitoshi explained. "They knew we weren't directly related."

"But we didn't…" Izuku breathed out as he stared at his food with wide-eyes.

"We might not be still, but if we are…this changes things." Hitoshi whispered. "If it comes out that we are related, if we are cousins, then my kidnapping might not have been so random."

"It was never random, Toshichan." Cujo spoke for the first time that morning. "I'm surprised you don't remember, but you were never his original target. Who he wanted from your family is unknown. He wanted you to be a Nomu because he never wanted you."

Hitoshi's voice was dry when he said: "Thanks, Cujo, I nearly forgot about that horrifying aspect of my life."

Shouta stared at Hitoshi then at Izuku, who's eyes went back to green a second later. "Okay…So…shoes?" He asked as he looked at Izuku. "Then stopping by the precinct to do a DNA test?"

"...Things just get weirder and weirder with each passing day." Hitoshi suddenly laughed. It was genuine laugh that made the others laugh as well. "But yeah. I'm onboard."

Izuku sniggered behind his hands. "Sounds like a plan!"