I hope you enjoyed he story! at this point of time i'm writing aizawa's pov of this story. here's a sneakpeak of the first chapter.

I really enjoyed writing aizawa, especially much younger and much more... alive XDXD

anyways, so after aizawa's pov, i'll do the sequel and try to write on the side inko's and katsuki's pov. there isn't much to write for those two so it shouldn't be too much trouble.

enjoy~~! and don't forget to comment and tell me what you think ^^

Aizawa groaned when he woke up, swatting at a weight on his chest. A short 'mrrow' was heard but nothing else happened. Aizawa made a displeased noise and pushed at what was crushing his chest.

The weight hissed but finally moved and pounced off of him. Aizawa exhaled and yawned, rubbing his eyes and pushing himself to a seating position, taking a cursory look of his surroundings.

Then the damned weight curled back onto his legs. Aizawa glared at the offending feline purring cheekily at him. An offending, overly fluffy with tiger stripes on the legs feline.

Incessant beast.

But with no excuse to go back to sleep, the man pushed the light-colored cat away and climbed down from the bed. The feline meowed grumpily and jumped out of the room.

Thank god for small mercies, Aizawa thought miserably, already missing the cat. Luckily, the Kurilian Bobtail returned to demand food while he brushed his long, knotted hair.

Aizawa sighed, but quickly set down a bowl of fish for the cat.

Now that the troublemaker was busy, he grabbed boxers and pants from the pile of clean clothing - he never bothered folding his clothes. He was going to use them anyways, so what was the point? - and pulled them on while hopping towards the couch and snatching his long sleeved shirt and holster. In one swift motion, he pulled on his shirt and tied the holster over the side of his chest.

He then strode towards the safe under the bookshelf and took out of it his disassembled gun. He quickly assembled it and slipped into the holster and secured it.

He grabbed his phone and sent a quick text to Hizashi about groceries, then headed towards the door —

Aizawa halted. He felt something missing. What did he forget… oh, right. He grumbled and went to get the cat.

Only to find the area empty. Aizawa cursed under his breath and went to locate the annoying cat.

The Kurilian Bobtail was curled under the bed on top of a pile made from his utility belt and scarf. Aizawa prayed for strength and went to the kitchen.

Soon, the smell of another opened tuna can lured the damned cat out and gave Aizawa the opportunity to get his belongings. He clipped the belt close and let the scarf settle over his shoulders.

He checked on his cat and was met with annoyed mewls. Aizawa sighed and crouched before the cat, giving the feline a hard stare.

"Don't ruin my house, little rascal. If you'll be nice, I'll bring a slice of fresh fish just for you."

The cat stared at him, unimpressed.

Aizawa shrugged and stood up. "Have a good night, Bob."

He received a mewl as a farewell.

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OC's list I own:

Child Killer, Kintsuki Yama, bringer and Minotaur