It is months later, in a colder season.
Hitoshi jumped out from behind a tree and threw one end of his fleece gray scarf at the blond haired child that had just rounded the corner. The fabric was tossed in a whipping motion, but came off more like a wiggle in the breeze. The end of it gently smacked the other child in the face, and he sputtered indignantly and made wild slapping motions to get the scarf out of his face.
After finally succeeding, the child straightened up, sucked in a deep breath, struck a pose like he was about to punch the air in Hitoshi's direction, and began to yell, "Detroit Sma-!"
Hitoshi beat him to the punch, literally. "Erase!" He shouted in interruption, wiggling his fingers with one hand and his scarf with the other.
"What?!" The blond haired child squawked. "You can't do that every time, Troll Doll!"
"Watch me." Hitoshi grinned smugly.
"All Might is the number one hero!" Katsuki sputtered indignantly. "He can't be beaten by some guy I've never even heard of!"
"Eraserhead can beat anyone." Hitoshi said smugly. "His quirk cancels other quirks. No matter what you come at him with, he'll just turn your quirk off and punch you in the face and then you die."
Bakugou scowled. "If that was true, then Eraserhead would be the number one hero, but he's not even in the top ten! He's got to have a pretty big limit. I bet it's a five point quirk and he has to touch you for it to work. All Might would just use one of his distance punches and then he'd win."
"Nuh uh." Hitoshi grinned. "In the videos on him online, its obvious that he turns their quirk off at a distance. The looks on the villains faces are always really funny, you should watch them with me!"
Katsuki scrunched up his nose. "But if he really was that cool, I would have heard of him!" Katsuki looked at his friend very seriously for an evaluating moment, and then nodded his head in judgment. "You made him up, didn't you?" He proclaimed in the very certain and satisfied way that only small children can.
"What!" Hitoshi yelped. "No I didn't! I'll show you the video when we get back to your house, then you'll see." Hitoshi smirked as he tossed the end of his scarf back over his shoulder. "Besides, the reason you haven't heard of him is because he's an underground hero. That means he doesn't let the news film him, and he works at night when only villains are awake, and he doesn't let them put him in the rankings because he knows he would beat everyone too easy and it wouldn't be fair."
Katsuki gaped at his audacity. "You made that up!" He pointed and shouted.
"Did not!" Hitsoshi shouted back, face turning red.
"I looked Eraserhead up after the last time you mentioned him, and nothing came up! You made him up, he doesn't exist!"
"Well duh!" Hitoshi shouted back. "He doesn't want the news to talk about him! So it's illegal to find him on the internet." Hitoshi nodded sagely. "You gotta search for his name with numbers for it to come up-like replacing the 'e' with '3' or the 'a' with a star."
Katsuki narrowed his eyes at Hitoshi. "If it's illegal to find him on the internet, does that mean you're a villain for doing it?"
"No!" Hitoshi's face got even redder. "Because I didn't look up 'Eraserhead' I looked up..." Hitoshi's nose scrunched up as he paused, "Three-R-A-S-three-R-H-three-A-D." Hitoshi nodded to himself in satisfaction. "So it's different."
Katsuki squinted at Hitoshi suspiciously. "...I still think you're lying."
Hitoshi scowled. "Well let's go to the library, then! I'll show you on the computers there."
Katsuki's scowl melted into a grin. "I'll race you!" He crowed, and then sprinted off.
Hitoshi blinked. "Hey!" He squawked, and then scrambled after the blond.
From above, in the tree the two had been playing under, a pair of black eyes with dark circles under them cracked open to watch the two children rush off.
...
Twenty year old Aizawa Shouta, known for the past three years now as the pro hero Eraserhead, sat in the branches of an oak tree lining the edge of a local park. He had taken to eating his lunches there, (re: sucking a nutrient juice pouch down and then napping for half an hour), while on break from the classes he was taking to obtain his teacher's certification.
Aizawa Shouta had recently overheard an interesting conversation while napping in this tree.
He sucked the last of the nutrients from his juice pouch, tossed the empty package in with the rest of his lunch trash, and pulled out his phone.
A quick search of '3raserhead' brings up several videos of his hero persona that Aizawa previously thought had been taken down already. It has had sixty views, fifteen likes, thirty five dislikes, and eleven comments.
Aizawa frowns as he hits the option to report the video. He selects, 'I'm in this video and I don't like it' as the reason for the flag, and after the request goes through, Shouta refreshes the page, only for it to turn up 'not found'.
The person who uploaded the video could contest the video being automatically taken down after Shouta reported it, but they weren't likely to succeed, Shouta thinks as he starts composing an email to his agency's PR department. He needs to report the video's failure to get taken down. The entire purpose of a PR department in an underground agency is the opposite of a limelight hero's PR department-Shouta's PR people are meant to be stopping the public from having a relationship with him. It was bad for business for PR to be falling behind on the job.
Shouta glanced up at the backs of two children as he finished the email and put his phone away. The whole thing had taken all of five minuets, which was enough time for the two kids to cross the large park, and even be half way up the large front steps of the library across the field. Not nearly fast enough to have logged onto the computer and looked up the video before it was flagged.
Shouta tucks a growing grin into his capture scarf.
"Better luck next time, kid." He chuckles under his breath.
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