Shota and Hizashi travel the school going several places.
Warning: same as last chapter. Not meant to offend, just need something cute to focus upon in times of strife, fear, uncertainty.
It took three days and 3 excruciating nights but 1-A were soon able to handle their two teachers' eccentricities or as great as one could that is.
Hizashi's bottomless energy was easy once they'd made ways of burning the child out. It really only took ankle weights and letting him loose in the gym with a ball to get the boy to low enough energy reserves that he'd willingly go right to bed.
Kid may be part Duracell bunny turned coke addict but even it's batteries ran out of juice once in a while.
Shouta took a bit more tweaking and observation to get correct. He had specifics that had to be followed like he wouldn't wear short sleeves, stating he needed his arms covered. Foods don't touch or it's ruined, regardless of how little or how quick it was were the constant ones. While some days may have more rules and others have less.
The scarf really helped though and they (or Hizashi generally) were able to stop any really bad meltdowns before they happened.
The two seemed to balance each other out and when combined made up a (passable) functioning child. Hizashi seemed to rely on Shouta for rationality and problem solving, his mind too "speedy" sometimes made him almost always jump before thinking. While his emotions took complete control of the steering wheel more often than not. Hizashi wasn't afraid to express his feelings or speak his mind in any situation and needed someone like Shouta to put him on a leash. while Hizashi made it so Shouta would "be a kid". The other boy pulled and urged Shouta to do more than stare at things for hours on end or nothing at all. Or be there to somehow, no matter how long or hopeless, make the boy smile on really bad days.
If anyone was to get deaged together, 1A were glad it was the two of them...or so they thought.
It wasn't a surprise that All Might was a natural with kids, but for some reason Shouta latched on to the man. His presence made Shouta quicker to open up and not rely so much on Hizashi as a mouthpiece.
"Oooooh, that's an awesome picture Shouta! Is that you?" All might exclaimed as he sat with the little boy. The man graded papers while Shouta drew pictures beside him.
"Yes, I'm the hero Catana, a ni..n..ja with cat ears and a tail. I stop the bad people."
"That's nice." Ideas for his future hero self seemed to be the only thing he'd draw...well that and cats. Cats especially.
All might went to get back to work but was interrupted by Hizashi tugging on his sleeve.
All Might could already guess what he was going to say as the boy was only in his boxers.
How he had lost the privilege of eating while dressed I'll never know.
"Dinner right?"
Hizashi simply nodded before walking out with his fingers in his mouth. Something he'd been doing a lot lately.
Such a unique child...
Iida couldn't help but smile as he, his 20 classmates and three pro-heroes sat down for dinner Thursday.
And we were once worried about these mere six year olds! Iida chuckled to himself as he dug into his dinner.
Little did they know the chaos they'd cause the very next day.
It was no surprise but the two little children snuck off the instant the opportunity presented itself.
Hizashi's naturally sunny disposition, adoration for attention, and curiosity made him a prime example as to why child leashes were made. He was a notorious wanderer, one of those that if you looked away for even a second, he'd be gone. His moms lost him in so many crowds they could fill a trilogy with all their stories.
Every night they thanked the higher powers they'd only need to find the mass of people keeled over or clutching their bleeding ears to find him. So the instant he saw 1-A was focused solely on the test Midnight had given and Midnight had left to make some copies of some assignments Hizashi packed up his toys, donned his band logo backpack and left.
Shouta simply trailed along half out of curiosity but more as a precaution, already imagining what the spastic boy could get up to if left alone by himself. And he would be lying if he said he too wasn't bored.
"I thought people were going to be singing an' dancing a lots more!" Hizashi said a little disappointed as they walked down the empty hall his words kinda gurgled as he said it with his finger in his mouth.
"There's not a lot of decorations, no ones art has been hung up and there aren't any toys…"
"Adults can be boring… wanna see something cool?"
Shouta shrugged and quickly backed up as Hizashi got right in his face, he poked his tooth back and forth. "My tooth dances!"
Shouta poked it, then his own,"mine don't." He frowned, angry at his teeth.
"Ahhhh! Don't feel bad. Hmmmmmmm AH! Shoooooooo wanna play a fun game!" Hizashi clapped his hands.
"... okay."
"Yay! Sho will play! Yay yay!" Hizashi jumped up and down, "Okay, you count to 10 and I'll go hide okay? Kay!? Good!? BYE!"
Hizashi ran off and was dashing down the hall adjacent to them before Shouta could even agree upon the game.
Shota just shrugged and started to count.
Tetsutetsu stared at the board on the verge of drooling with how bored he was.
They'd already waited over 25 minutes for their teacher to come and start Homeroom and he'd still yet to show.
"Where is he..?" Kurorio groaned out as he stared at the ceiling bored as hell.
"I don't know, maybe he's in a meeting?" Kendo said, trying to make sense of their teacher's absence, since he's never late.
Monoma just sat arms crossed, head down, staring out the door. He could care less about the teacher's lateness, he was more focused on the odd behavior 1A had been displaying.
You'd think they'd be happy after hearing their teacher is fine and on vacation. But all they look as of late is exhausted and stressed. They're hiding something...but what?
He remembered his math class with midoriya and how his homework had childish doodles in crayon all over it. Stranger is the teacher didn't question said doodles!
And apparently several students have found a slew of toys around the school. And kid toys not those a preteen would have.
Sigh...probably some… what was that?"
Monoma rubbed his eyes real well, because something must've been wrong with them. What he thought he saw pass by the door wasn't possible.
Did I just see...a child? No...no that's stupid. Maybe a cat got loose or something.
It happened again, making Monoma pick his head up. Now absolutely sure he'd just seen a black haired little boy slowly walking by.
The hell...have I not slept? Am I still asleep? Who…"
"Guys? Did you just see what passed by the door? I'm not going insane right?"
"What are you talking about?" Tetsutetsu responded,"what'd you see?"
"I just saw a little boy walk by."
Most of the room's separate conversations stopped as the copy quirk user said that.
"Monoma, why're you seeing little boys?" Tetsutetsu looked at Monoma with a look that screamed, "judging you".
"Don't say it like that! I'm saying something weird just passed the door!" He wasn't going to let them get on that dangerous train of thought. He wasn't into that in no way shape or form.
"And you instantly thought: little boy. You might wanna fix that before becoming a hero"
"Stop acting like I'm the Pop Hero: King Thriller! I swear I JUST SAW A- "
"Hiding spot...hiding spot!?" A kid no way older than six came running into the room and instantly began looking around frantically.
He was wearing bright crimson red shorts with a white belt and a white short sleeve button up covered in a floral rose print. The whole outfit topped off with a red bowtie. His Raichu backpack clenched to his chest to obviously limit the noise he made.
The boy paid no attention to the 20 pairs of eyes staring right at him, he was too focused on hiding.
The look of desperation on his face had the class very concerned. And given the current climate of their society they jumped to the suspicion the boy was trying desperately to escape someone. This someone they could assume isn't friendly.
The blonde child spotted the lockers lining the back wall, one of which was open and empty. With a relieved smile he closed the door behind him and speedily headed towards the back.
Before anyone could say anything he was hiding his backpack in the drawer besides him and kicking off his velcro shoes. The boy was quickly sliding his body into the snug hiding space he'd found. It was a bit of a tight fit but the boy didn't care, he seemed more focused on survival and less on comfort.
He then pulled the door closed just enough to be hidden but still open enough so he could breath.
Kendo cautiously headed towards where he was hidden, not trained to really handle situations like this yet.
"Um littl-" "SHHHHHHHHH! You're going to give me away! He can't find me!"
Hizashi cut her off, his tone of voice only made her worry even more.
Who's trying to hurt this sweet little boy!?
Stomp
Stomp
The class froze as they heard footsteps coming their way.
Stomp
Stomp
Kendo looked back at where Hizashi was hidden and then at the door, she watched as the boy's eyes widened with every step.
The footsteps became louder and louder the closer they got.
"Don't worry little boy! We'll protect you!" She whispered as she enlarged her hand.
"Wha? No! You can't fight him! Just let me hide." The panic in the boy's voice was audible.
Kendo ignored him, thinking the boy was too afraid to fight back against his oppressor(s) and wanted to avoid any bloodshed.
This is why I became a hero. To protect the innocent and weak like him!
The footsteps were now clear as day, whoever the sick bastard was was outside the classroom door.
She saw Tetsutetsu slowly making his way to the door, standing to the side of it. He shot her a quick thumbs up silently saying," Let's get this fucker."
Time seemed to slow as the door rattled, whoever outside seemed to struggle with the door. So much so they went away and seemed to come back dragging some sort of weapon.
He's trying to spook us by dragging it along the floor. Come on sicko! We ain't afraid.
This time, time seemed to slow as the door slowly creaked open, the villain taking its sweet time to enter. Several of her classmates got in front of the boy's hiding spot, providing extra cover.
This villain must be wicked strong if he not only got through UA's defenses but through the teachers! Is that why Blood King is missing!?
Tension rose to its peak as out from behind the door came...another little boy.
Scratch that, this one was even smaller than the other.
He was wearing a long sleeve black shirt with white sleeves that read "Ninja in training" and maroon calf length Capri. His Umbreon backpack was so big it hit the base of his spine. Around his neck were a pair of heavy duty Hage headphones and a scarf.
All of them simply stared at him as he searched behind their desks, the teacher's and several other places. It was almost like…
Oh my god, don't tell me. Kendo thought as she felt her face flush a bright red with embarrassment. Her embarrassment only worsened as the "weapon" turned out to be a chair. We're so stupid...
The boy, much like the other disregarded their presence and simply made his way for the cubby they were all guarding. The kid did not say a word as he pushed against Shishida's leg till he moved it.
"Found you."
"DANG IT! Sorry. But you found me, Shouta. You win!...um, I think you're going to have to pull me out."
Like statues Kendo and the others just watched as Shouta struggled to pull the other one out.
They...were playing...hide and seek.
"OW OW OW OW! STOP! Sorry Shouta. I'm stuck... we need an adult."
Add if the universe was listening it was at that moment Vlad King walked in.
"Sorry for the wait, a meeting about a current situation we're dealing with took...longer… Why are you all standing up? "
"Um, we would be sitting down but we're having a sorta incident at the moment."
"What did Tetsutetsu do this time?" Kan signed, knowing the hardening quirk user to be behind most of the distractions and mishaps in the class. Either him or Monoma.
"Um… it's not him it... it's actually… well we've currently got a six year old stuck in Bondo's Locker."
"A six-year-old..Oh my god. well if that isn't the reason behind the meeting."
" *Sigh* well I guess since one hero class already knows I guess you might as well know especially since they did a horrible job of hiding it,or them."
Class meet...sigh…you how Eraser Head and Present Mic were found and are now on a vacation," he waited as everyone nodded,"well that's not completely true." He walked over and indicated everyone to get in their seats.
"Hi Pitbull man!" Hizashi sounded way happier than someone physically trapped should be.
That got a chuckle from Kan, happy knowing that his loud friend was such a happy child.
"Heh, Hizashi what're you doing?" He said in that playful way you do when you know the answer but want their answer.
"Hide and seek. I gots stuck!"
"Welp, let's put that on pause at the moment, kay? Can you scrunch in your shoulders, pull them in… yeah. Ok, I'm gonna pull on 3. 1...2…," he pulled and like a cork from a wine bottle, out popped the child.
"You okay? Nothing hurt really bad?" Kan cradled him in one arm, looking him over for possible injuries.
When he received a "No", he scooped up Shouta and walked to the front of the class. A child in each arm, smiling as Hizashi divulged their tale talking at a speed no one would think possible.
To say 1B was confused and flabbergasted is an understatement. The whole class stared mouths on the ground at how their typically strict teacher's whole personality had done a complete 180°. The stern man had morphed into a big teddy bear.
"This is… them only at age six. We're still working on how to get them back to their original forms but until then UA has made it a priority to protect them."
"This feeds into today's lesson: rescuing civilians. Rescue involves more than just getting the person from danger. It's also handling the rescued person's emotional and mental state in the moment…"
The class took out their notes but several struggled to focus on whatever their teacher was saying. Too distracted by the fact the stern Eraser Head had fallen asleep on their Homeroom teacher's desk and while writing on the board Hizashi sat on his shoulders like a human parrot. The boy drew weird pictures or wrote nonsensical sentences whenever Kan also wrote on the board.
Man, 1A is struggling to handle these two? And they think they're superior, laughable.
How hard could babysitting them be? Monoma thought with a smirk.
"OH THANK GOD! Hizashi! You can't disappear like that!"
Uraraka exclaimed as she walked into the lunchroom hall.
Finding the boy she'd planned spending all of lunch to find. Only to just end up finding one eating with the other hero course class.
"Hahahahaha! Well if it isn't class 1A, letting us prove our superiority once again?" Monoma said as he twisted around in his seat.
"The fuck you say!?" Bakugo screamed, no one batting an eye having become used to the explosives user's yelling.
"Yeah THE FUCK YOU SAY!" Hizashi repeated.
"Shit," Bakugo muttered under his breath before restarting the confrontation,"what're you talking about. Also I see Hizashi but no Shouta, where is he?"
"Bathroom with the capable Shiozaki! See we can watch our poor teachers like capable heroes!"
"Oh yeah? Where'd Hizashi go?" Jiro said with her arms crossed completely unimpressed.
"What? he's right her- where'd he go?" Monoma said as the child seemed to vanish into thin air.
"Ah, here you go, little zashi! You lil' cutie!"
Both hero classes turned to see the missing boy being pat on his head as some random UA student gave him a red apple.
Unsurprisingly the boy was a hit with the girl population of UA.
"Hizashi! You can't do that!" Uraraka said as soon as he returned.
"But she said I could have it." He held the apple up to the worried and irate Uraraka.
"No! The wandering! We got really worried about you and Shouta when we couldn't find you guys. Please tell me you get why we're upset. "
"I get why you ares upset." Hizashi repeated although he really didn't, he was just leaving to make new friends, and he hadn't left the school. If anything he'd done better than he'd ever done before.
Hizashi then took a big bite of the gifted fruit,
getting half way through before stopping.
His brow scrunched up as tears welled in his eyes.
"What's wrong? Hizashi? What's wrong?" Midoriya started to worry when the little boy didn't respond, instead getting closer to crying.
Hizashi removed the apple and not a second later the taste of blood was in his mouth and a bit dribbling down his chin. He dropped the apple and was spitting something into his hand. The hard bite having yanked the tooth out of his skull, quite painfully unfortunately.
He looked in horror at the tooth in his hand.
"Oooooh, you lost your tooth."
He started to sniffle as his tear ducts started to overflow.
"My tooth….my dancing tooth…"
"Oh no no no no no no no don't cry." Shoji quickly pleaded hearing how Hizashi's voice amplified a bit. He hoped his prediction was wrong.
But he wasn't.
Sniffle...sniffle hic... *WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH* THAT HURT! I-I-I *WAHHHHHHHHHHHH!*
Everyone in the room felt their eardrums being stabbed with what could best be described as a supersonic punch as Hizashi although not meaning to, activated his quirk.
Those closest to him instantly ran to get farther away, every step a major struggle as they felt their brains being assaulted.
However, this just made Hizashi cry even more as he felt/ interpreted their actions as them ignoring him.
Everything glass within the vicinity burst like balloons. The windows became a hazard which actually cut a few unfortunate souls that thought to take cover there.
"HIZASHI! STOP SCREAMING!" Hitoshi screamed in an attempt to reach the boy. Possibly get him to respond and let him use his quirk.
Unfortunately his voice wasn't nearly loud enough to be heard, it being the equivalent of a paper airplane trying to penetrate a wall made of Graphene.
The boy's screech actually started to cause cracks to form in the cement floor around him.
"MAKE IT STOP!"
like God was personally listening, abruptly Hizashi stopped screaming. Like someone had just pulled the plug and shut it off.
The boy was still crying, just nothing was coming out, not even a whimper. It was like he was muted.
Wait, muted.
Midoriya slowly looked behind him at the entrance. Thankfully Shiozaki had returned with Shouta. Especially since Midoriya didn't think he'd have lasted a single second more.
Nor could anyone else. He now knew the pain Jiro experienced first hand at the exams.
Tables had been upturn and moved by the very force of the sound blast. Food had been flung everywhere, looking like a food fight had gone down. Anything glass had been reduced to sharp sand, as even the windows' shards had broken into smaller pieces.
Shouta not batting an eye, still holding his quirk, stomped over. However not before he grabbed a handful of noodles that lay on the table closest to the door. and shoved them into the others mouth, making him stop so he didn't choke.
"NO SCREAMING." The black hair boy demanded before looking at the tooth in his friend's hand.
"What's that?" He said as soon as Hizashi had swallowed the wad of noodles he'd shoved in his mouth to shut him up.
Hizashi like someone had a flipped switch began rapidly regaling his friend of his harrowing tale. The boy acting like he hadn't just destroyed an entire cafeteria.
"Hey magician looking asshole! See what we're dealing with!?" Bakugo said as soon as his ears stopped ringing.
"Maybe a little."
Snipe was the first teacher to arrive to find the aftermath of Hizashi crying.
The gunman was extremely confused as he watched students struggling to move, saw the glass sand that lay scattered about and a red eyed Hizashi seemingly apologizing to every single person individually. Globs of food starting sliding down from the walls and falling from the ceiling as no one's lunch had been spared.
"Well, I reckon this would happen, just not so soon. EVERYONE, NEXT PERIOD IS A FREE PERIOD. ANYONE INJURED HEAD TO RECOVERY GIRL'S OFFICE! "
"There, uh...I'll take these youngins from yer hands. Come on lil' boys."
He scooped both of them up like two bales of hay and set off for the teachers lounge. His decision came about as he saw how exhausted the hero course kids looked.
We might wanna reconsider the level of responsibility being put on them.
"Wheres we going? *sniff*" Hizashi said as he wiped his runny nose on Snipe's shirt which prompted the man to quickly put them both down.
The hero had to remind himself that they were children and not teens. However, all of this was just reminding him why he didn't become an elementary teacher. "We're going to the Teacher's Lounge, and Hizashi, we don't rub our noses on people's clothes. Ask for a tissue."
"Ok. Sorry."
The three then continued to walk in silence surprisingly as the chatterbox of the two was too busy looking at his tooth like he was waiting for it to jump up and say "just kidding! I was pretending" at the moment. he grabbed it and pushed it back in the space it'd been pulled from, only for it to slip right out again. He kept doing the process but all it did was make him sadder and sadder.
Something Shouta noticed and didn't like. Luckily he knew how to fix it, they just needed to find the right supplies. So when Snipe stopped on their trek to talk to Thirteen, who was wondering where her class was, they slipped away. Hizashi followed Shouta as he was pulled along by his hand.
"*sniffle* How do I put it back in? And are my other teeths going to fall out?" Hizashi said as his tongue poked the new hole in his smile. The boy was very worried that he was very ill, maybe even dying.
"We use glue. I've fixed many broken thingies with it. We just need to find it."
"Maybe it's in he-"BOOOOOOOM!
Hizashi and Shouta froze in place as they were spooked completely speechless at the spontaneous explosion that'd come out of two turned around to see the door, not 5 feet away from them, had been blasted off its hinges. The force of the blast was so great the door was embedded in the adjacent wall.
Thick gray smoke billowed out, like the room was housing an active volcano.
"Damn it Hatsumi! What'd I say? What'd I say!?" A gruff voice yelled out.
"Hehehe sorry!"
Came from the smokey room, although who they didn't know.
"Wanna check if they have glue?"
Shouta nodded as he buried his face in his scarf, the smoke hurt his nose.
The two peaked from the side of the destroyed doorway.
To find a man with a yellow helmet that looked like a dinosaur skull but if it was made from a construction crane.
For such a dangerous area he was shirtless and wore only simple jeans.
In fact the only protective gear he wore were gloves that most likely weren't up to regulation, seeing as they were fingerless.
The only other person there besides the man was a girl with salmon dreadlocks. Soot covered her face, work coveralls, and tank top. In fact her whole face was black from the explosion she'd apparently caused except for the area where her goggles had been.
"I swear you destroy more than you make! You cause one more explosion and you're being regulated to a glue stick!"
"Excuse me shirtless man, can we borrow that glue first."
"Wha…" Power Loader turned around to see his former coworkers. Co-workers who were supposed to be supervised by the hero course guys and gals.
"Shouta? Hizashi? Where are those kids assigned to watching yah?" The man said, very exasperated with the students they had in UA at the moment.
"They said it's okays if...we visit yous. We're bored."
Shouta went to correct Hizashi on the fact that they came for something else but thought better of it and instead decided to get it on their way out. He'd rather distract his friend from the fact he's deathly ill.
"Well...hmm...um...this isn't really a play place. It's a workplace!" The man scratched his headpiece. Trying to think of something for the two to do, that wouldn't result in a trip to Recovery Girl.
"I know!" The girl said as she threw the rag she'd cleaned her face with in the dirty rags bin,"I needed some help painting my inventions! Would you boys like to do that for me?"
The two's eyes literally sparkled at the idea.
They nodded enthusiastically, both eager to start as soon as physically possible.
"Come on then! Pretty sure we got some smocks to wear!"
As soon as the three disappeared, Power Loader got to work on some child locators. Something telling him it was that or the world's longest child leash.
Nemuri struggled to keep her camera straight with how hard she was laughing.
Apparently Hatsume had made the mistake of leaving Hizashi and Shouta alone with the paints for 15 minutes in order to get something wrapped up.
When she'd return she'd found Hizashi in only his underwear and Shouta in only their shorts. Their shirts, smocks and other clothing abandoned to the right in a giant heap. As the two had decided to try body painting, it was Aizawa's idea strangely.
The two were both painting and getting painted at the same time.
Hizashi was making Aizawa's dream come true and making him a cat. The boy had a mess of greens and purples around his neck, for a collar. His stomach, soles of his feet, and palms were painted white for his under belly and paw pads. Aizawa's arms and legs were all black, like they'd just dunked the 4 limbs in paint and let em dry. As was his back up to where his hair fell. The tip of his nose was bright pink and his cheeks and mouth white. Making the two pro heroes worry the boy might've swallowed some by accident.
While doing this Aizawa was busy finger painting a heart on Hizashi's face that covered his whole right cheek.
Hizashi wiped at the glob of paint on his glasses' lenses only to leave bigger streaks behind. The boy's arms and fingers were caked with paint. As his chest had a bunch of random doodles on his chest, some still dripping paint. The boy's updo hair pressed against his head in some areas because of said paint. Seriously, he'd have looked right at home in Woodstock or any hippie event.
The section they'd been working in had tubes of empty paint scattered all around, a few half painted wooden toy cars and a variety of brushes. Hand prints and streaks were everywhere while a majority of the brushes looked unused. Globs of paint were dribbled too and fro as it looked like they may have fought over who got what color in the beginning
Hizashi was so focused on giving Shouta the perfect set of whiskers that he didn't realize the "babysitters" were there.
Nemuri knew she shouldn't but she'd been filming the two for the last 3 minutes as All Might pressed his hand against his mouth, trying to smother his laughter.
The fact the strict teacher, Eraser Head, was covered head to toe in paint was too funny. Maybe there's some perks to this quirk, I guess!
"Ha-*Ahem! Hizashi! Shouta! *pshhhh* W-w-what do you think you're doing. " Midnight attempted to say strictly but was foiled as she continued to laugh.
"Being creative!"
"Painting. I'm sorry"
The way the black haired boy's previously elated mood seemed to melt in an instant made the laughter All Might had been fighting diminish greatly.
"Are you apologizing for the painting or wandering away again?" All Might frowned.
Shouta punched Hizashi, queuing him in that they were in trouble and not being questioned on their "inspired pieces of work."
"Um...the paint. Because we didn't wander! We had an emergency!"
"What's your emergency, Hizashi?" Nemuri said crouching down as she scoured the boy for any possible injuries or problems.
Hizashi quickly ran over and dug out his tooth, which he'd hidden in his smocks' pouch.
"I'm ill! So muchs I'm losing my teeths and soon I'll be left with nones! So, Sho and I are gonna monkey glue them in." He lifted his lip to show the hole left behind, successful giving himself a sorta moustache.
"Okay...but why didn't you tell anyone where you are going! You're stressing us out when you do that!"
"Weird. Usually going away makes Mr. and Mrs. Aizawa less stressed." Shouta said not seeing why anyone of the people caring for Hizashi and him would be worried.
Maybe...I wasn't supposed to take Hizashi...they must've been scared for him.
All Might felt like his heart was being stomped on. He quickly joined Nemuri in crouching down, his joints screaming in pain. However, this was too important and he'd just take an extra painkiller later.
"Shouta...you or Hizashi going missing makes us really really sad and scared. We aren't like your mo- we aren't like Mr. and Mrs. Aizawa. However, because you've done it twice after being asked not to, there will be no ice cream after dinner as punishment. "
Those people...don't deserve to be called such honored titles as mother or father.
"BUT we didn't leave the building!" Hizashi argued, not seeing how or why they'd been deemed horrible enough to be denied their nightly sweet. "We didn't even needs a man..a...ger or person in charge to calls over the loud telephone announcer thingy!"
"Yes, but you were hurt and we didn't know. What if you got hurt worse? We wouldn't be able to help you. This place can be dangerous."
That seemed to get the point across as Hizashi remembered the explosion, the place he got stuck and the student's diseased fruit.
I could've been stuck or eaten something worse! Or what if I put Sho in dangers again.
Hizashi remembered how scared he'd been when he'd realized his moms didn't know how he'd ended up in a cold alley.
Tears pricked in his eyes.
He'd been really bad today. AND hurt people cause his crying.
"I'ms sorry. I didn't mean to make you find us."
"*Sigh* thank you. Now, how bout you go wash your hands and faces. We'll get the rest later at bath time." Nemuri got back to her feet after the two were led to the bathroom by Hatsume," but seriously, something tells me this may be a repeated offense even if he tries. How the hell did his moms not strap a leash permanently on the kid?"
"And...DONE! I've gotcha solution right here."
Power loader said as he hid something in his hands.
"What's your solution?" Nemuri said, skeptical of the man's certainty on the matter.
"These!" He held up two necklaces that resembled amber teething necklaces,"Made em in 2 hours. Not bad if I do say so myself."
"Jewelry isn't really the answer."
"No yah- *sigh* It's basically a tracking collar. Like you give dogs to find em when they run off. Make yah stop worrying so much.``
"Seriously, how did we not think of child GPS?"
"Cause we keep thinking this'll be smooth sailing"
Luckily both boys loved the necklaces Hizashi cause it gave him something to fiddle with. While Shouta liked it because it was like a second scarf.
Unfortunately or fortunately the teachers realized they couldn't leave the two with the students. Realizing they might be stressing them out too much and putting too much responsibility on their shoulders. Especially seeing how disastrous the day has been they just decided to watch them the remainder of the time.
So to say 13 was surprised when she'd walked into the lounge to find her two kidified friends wearing nothing but pants covered in paint except their hands and face, was understating it.
Nemuri just opted to put em' in their paint covered clothes again (or at least have pants on) while they waited for the day to end. since she didn't see the reason to dirty a new set of clothes nor did she have the patience to bathe the two. She loved her friends, but she wasn't doing it.
So, Hizashi and Shouta sat on a play mat to the right of All Might's desk. Hizashi lay dead asleep using his shirt as a pillow ,as he was knocked out by Midnight's gas. After he'd kept asking her "why" to everything she said or had she just gave him a little whiff of her quirk. The woman received a stern look from her skeletal friend although deep down he was a tad grateful. Seemed if Hizashi wasn't walking he was talking and his usual sponge, Shouta, was too busy to listen. Shouta currently focused solely on the drawing he'd been working on since arriving
The boy has been completely silent ever since their explanation as to why they weren't to wander.
"So, heard about the cafeteria. Well, after finding out my class was suddenly announced a free period after 20 minutes of no one showing up." Ectoplasm said, a bit peeved his whole week of lessons would need tweaking.
Yeah, I mean… At first I thought Mr. Principal was exaggerating the power of his quirk but...Hizashi's quirk out of the entire staff, except you Thirteen had the greatest potential in massacr- "Ecto! Kids and you don't have to remind me!" Thirteen said both offended and embarrassed.
"Sorry, um… any progress in the search? Or any new info on the "incident"?" Ectoplasm forgot the two were like any 6 year old, so talking of such morbid things wasn't the best idea.
"No, apparently the group the two busted weren't a gang, just thugs in the same place and time. And I use the term "thug" very loosely. All had piddly records and apparently think they're hot shit for taking out two Pros. But, no...nothing."
"Sigh….well, at least they're both little cuties!" Thirteen said trying to look on the bright side like usual.
"Would hot glue work better?" Shouta said not even looking up from his drawing.
"Hot glue? Work for what, Shouta?"
Shouta finally lifted his head and stared unblinkingly into Thirteen's eyes, "I'm gonna glue Hizashi's teeth back in." Shouta said with his typical monotone and emotionless demeanor.
...
"Yeah! As cute as Samara or Rosemary's baby." Vlad remarked sarcastically as he promptly Googled child psychologists in the area.
"Oooooooooooh, so I'm not dying…. I just lost a tooths. And...I gets a present if I put it unders my pillow?" Hizashi sat staring at the tooth in his hand, while Uraraka combed his hair.
He sat on her lap, with the other girls having gravitated towards them more than the boys. Now, having become a mainstay of Girls' Night. Enjoying painting nails and the love movies with happy endings. Plus they always had a bunch of snacks on hand.
"Yep! But you have to sleep the whole night!"
"Hmmm…" Hizashi just conceded to their explanation, not going into any other questions.
"Zashi? What's wrong?" Uraraka although not knowing the kid a whole week, she could tell something was wrong. He'd been uncharacteristically silent and reserved. This was more than just being sad about losing ice cream privileges.
"... I hurt peoples...agains and overs nothin'." Hizashi twiddle with the All Might figure he'd brought, the wide smile not lifting his mood one bit. In fact, it made him feel worse.
"Oooh! The cafeteria? It's okay we all have slip ups." Yaomomo tried reassuring the boy's fears. Child quirk slips were not uncommon although rarely are they as powerful as Yamada.
"Nuh uh! Now we haves to find a new school becauses I screamed and peoples gonna tell their mommys and daddys and nice talkin doggy will calls yous! And thens everyones gonna treat me different and avoids me. Just likes every time I hurts people." A tiny tear ran down his cheek," I hates my quirk. It only hurts and breaks things. It's bad." tears pricked in Hizashi's eyes
"Aaaaaaaah… it's okay," Uraraka ruffled the anxious child's hair, "We all have and had accidents and some quirks are just a little harder to control than others. Can I tell you a secret?"
"*sniff* what?"
"You know, Deku?" Unbeknownst to Uraraka she was blushing as she said the green cinnamon bun's name.
"Yes, he gives me all the toys of Rabbit Man."
"Well, he has a quirk that's really dangerous. So dangerous he could destroy a building without even touching it."
"Like me?"
"Yes, and he also struggled to contain it. To the point that when he used it he'd hurt himself, badly. To the point he was always in Recovery Girl's office. And Bakugo and Todoroki? Well, they also destroyed school property and even hurt us by accident. Tokoyami actually cu- really hurt one of Shoji's arm after losing control of his quirk once."
"But? But, if theys dangerous thens why is theys here? Whys you...still talking tos them."
"Because they weren't doing it on purpose, accidents happen. And it's the fact they're working super hard to control their powers. No quirk is bad, it's just...not controlled yet! So no more saying mean things about quirks! Especially one as big and powerful as yours!" She tickled his stomach, getting him to laugh.
"Yeah! I can't tell you how many things I melted with my acid as a little girl! Clothes, toys, carseat, chairs and even floors! But look at me! I'm in the hero course!" Mina said as she put the finishing touch on Yaomomo's french braid.
Hizashi sat with a thoughtful expression on his face. Really processing their words for several seconds...before the faded spark in his eye started to rekindle," I'm gonna be like thems and yous Pink lady! I'ma be a DJ rock star astronaut hero...with a guitar that shoots fire!"
All Might sighed at the report cards he was getting. Seems every student had had drastic drops in their grades, exactly around the time Shouta and Hizashi disappeared. He could already see the numerous parent-teacher conferences he was sure he'd be having over this.
Beside him like usual was Shouta, except the boy was constantly looking up at him, starring every few seconds before returning to drawing. Leaving All Might wondering if he had a question or wanted to say something but didn't want to interrupt.
"Yes, Shouta? Do you need anything because you've been staring at me alot? Not that you can't though!" All Might quickly added not wanting to suggest it was wrong for Shouta to look at him or something.
All Might was even more confused when all he received as an answer was reddening cheeks and the paper he'd been drawing on pushed into his hands. As soon as he took it Shouta ran out of his office/ living quarters..
"Okay...that...was something?" All Might stared at the door, not knowing whether the boy would return or if he'd done something wrong and offended him in some way.
I hope I haven't just destroyed this kinship we had. OH! The paper!
He took one look at the picture and everything frustrating him melted away, replaced with nothing but a warm, happy sensation. A small smile as he looked at what he'd say was the best piece of art he'd seen in his life.
One had to concentrate a bit but he figured out It was a drawing of him. Although it was a bit difficult to tell with the disproportionate body and scribbled hair and coloring out the lines. Now, he'd had millions sent to him and still being sent, however this one stood out because it was HIM and not All Might. Now, he got why Shouta had been staring at him all day since he'd picked them up from the Support classes' workshop.
He chuckled at the red cat ears and the whiskers on his gaunt face, the lines running through the ones illustrating his sunken cheeks. His hero costume wasn't even anything special, it was just his oversized white t-shirt and old, blue lounge pants he wore at night. In fact if Shouta hadn't written the word "my hero" one wouldn't realize he was drawn as such.
Yagi felt for the first time in forever, since the battle with All for One maybe even further back, like a hero. No, like SOMEONE'S hero. For the first time ever Yagi Toshinori was the one wearing the cape and seen, not All Might.
Yagi carefully put the picture in his desk drawer, thinking he might frame it. The feeling remained even when he'd put everything away and was crawling into bed.
And the first time in a long while, Yagi felt content.
NOTES/ AUTHOR'S THOUGHTS
I legit sobbed when I lost my tooth, thing got ripped out and I thought I wasn't gonna get new teeth. (Brothers and them scaring you as children, am I right?)
Also I have a cousin that's Around the age I set Hizashi and he doesn't like wearing pants and will walk around with his peener out.
And as I was asked do I think Hizashi is gay? Nah, I personally see bi. But definitely metrosexual. That may be just me. And to conclude our arguement (anonymous) you can like girly things without being gay, its 2020.
Also, I think Deku is a fan of All Might, not really so much the man behind the persona. Like he respects him and everything but I just get that feeling sometimes. And I can see how All Might that was always so focused on painting this picture of a strong, smiley infallible natural hero wouldn't like how he looks. Heck, he even calls his state pitiful.
Anywhooooo Got tons planned and already laid out, don't hesitate to comment. Cause it helps give me ideas, thanks Fencer29!
Next time on Our Teachers are Tykes!?: Hizashi and Shouta try to get rich quick!
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