Chapter 4: A Quiet Night

Aizawa, try as he might, couldn't seem to forget Emi Fukukado from his and Eri grocery errand. He didn't even understand why either. Sure she was pretty and kind to Eri but so were other strangers he had met and they were easily out of his mind. Somehow though this woman was different but he could put his finger on how even hours later as he was picking up Hitoshi. Hitoshi walked up to the car and made his way into the passenger seat.

"So how was it?" Aizawa asked him.

"It was good," Hitoshi responded. "We mostly just talked about our summers and played video games. How were the errands?"

"Fine," Aizawa said. "We got all the stuff we needed."

"We did met a nice lady while we were getting stuff," Eri added.

"Really?" Hitoshi started.

"Yeah, I dropped Deku and she gave him back," Eri told him. Hitoshi nodded. "What was her name Daddy? It sounded a lot like mine."

"Emi," Aizawa answered. "It was Emi."

"No last name?" Hitoshi questioned teasingly.

"HA ha ha." Aizawa responded drily. "Very funny."

"Still it's kind of sorri that iou forgot," Hitoshi said.

"Hitoshi, the likelihood of me seeing her again is small," Aizawa replied. "I do not see the point in remembering something like that."

"And yet you remembered her first name," Hitoshi said. "I'm impressed. Usually, you don't care enough to remember even that much."

"Whatever," Aizawa responded. His phone then rang; he answered it over the Bluetooth and saw that it was Hizashi. "Go ahead."

"Hey Sho!" Hizashi exclaimed.

"Hi, Uncle Zashi!" Eri said.

"Hi Sweetheart," Hizashi responded. "Hitoshi, you here too?"

"Yeah," Hitoshi replied. "How's the show?"

"It's good, going good," Hizashi informed him. "How's life?" Hitoshi shrugged his shoulder.

"Uh. As boring as usual," Hitoshi told him.

"So you guys seen the news?" Hizashi asked.

"Yes, so we are aware of it," Aizawa responded. "So there is NO NEED to tease me." Hizashi fake gasped.

"You would dare assume that I brought it up only to tease you?" Hizashi said in fake shock. "I'm hurt."

"No you're not," Aizawa replied. "Admit it you're not."

"All I was going to say was that you made quite the TV debut," Hizashi responded. "Might even top mine."

"Very funny Hizashi," Aizawa said sarcastically. "You should consider becoming a comedian. And don't you dare make a joke about my situation."

"Wouldn't dream of it," Hizashi replied. "Have a good evening! Bye!"

"Bye," Everyone else responded. The call ended.

"Daddy, what was Uncle Zashi talking about?" Eri asked.

"Wait you saw him at the grocery store?!" Nemuri exclaimed over the phone. "You...you DID!" She screeched in pure delight much to her husband's confusion. "Did he... He didn't. Good. Don't worry. He's probably forgotten by now. See you on Friday? Alright, bye." Nemuri hung up before looking at Hizashi's confused face.

"Do I even want to know?" Hizashi asked.

"You know, this time, you just might," Nemuri answered.

"Really?" Hizashi questioned. "And why would that be?"

"Because this time it involves a mutual friend," Nemuri said. "you see I was on the phone with Emi."

"I'm all ears," Hizashi responded.

"Well you see..." Nemuri started.

Dinner went without a hitch and so did Eri's bedtime storytime. Aizawa was currently in his room looking over his curriculum for this next year.

"I wonder if any of last year's first years will be back in class," Aizawa muttered. "I know Hitoshi will be in my class and so will Jiro and Kaminari but I'm not so sure about the others. I think they were just doing it for the credits or their parents forced them. So who knows. I probably should have Hitoshi; he would know if his friends were coming back."

"If I didn't know any better I'd say you grew attached to my class," Hitoshi said from the doorway. Aizawa looked up at him and smirked.

"Eavesdropping now?" Aizawa teased. Hitoshi smiled. "What is it?" Hitoshi walked into the room and sat on the bed next to Aizawa.

"I wanted to ask you something," Hitoshi said.

"Go ahead," Aizawa replied.

"I was re-reading some of my earlier story chapters," Hitoshi started. "And it got me thinking."

"Spit it out kid," Aizawa responded.

"Why didn't you become a full-time musician?" Hitoshi asked. Aizawa was shocked at the question. Where did this come from?

"What is this story about exactly?" Aizawa asked.

"Well, I kind of based it off us," Hitoshi said. "And I was re-reading the part where"you" tell "me" that you should never let someone talk out of pursuing your passions. And I wondered why you didn't pursue yours. From what Hizashi has told me you have more than enough talent and skill to make it as a musician. So why aren't you?" Aizawa sighed.

"The reason I always tell you kids that is because I let that happen to me when I was your age. It was one of my big regrets for a while. Now my only excuse now is that I've mostly lost interest in it. I don't see the point in going into the music industry now. Does that answer your question?" Aizawa responded. Hitoshi nodded.

"Yeah, makes sense," Hitoshi said before yawning. "Well, I'm going to bed. Goodnight."

"Goodnight," Aizawa responded. Hitoshi walked back to his room; Aizawa sighed. "Why do I keep telling myself that? I know it's a lie. I honestly don't even know why I keep telling myself that." Truth be told he still wanted to be a musician except he didn't want to put himself up on a stage. Hizashi had recommended and begged him to play some of his songs on his radio station, but Aizawa always said no. He still had the dream but he had lost the passion which in his mind was worse.

Emi Fukukado was currently at her home thinking about her day. She had NOT expected to see Aizawa at grocery store and now it was all she could think about. She was a bit worried though.

"Does he have a wife?" Emi questioned. "I mean, that girl with him had to be his daughter. I didn't even think to ask. Wait if he was married she would have told me, right? Right?"