Midoriya Izuku woke up for the first time only five days after the accident. He was very confused, his eyes unfocused as he scanned the small hospital room.

He didn't seem to be in much pain, meaning that at least the pain killers were doing their job. Well, he was on a big dose after all. The nurses would make sure of that. He didn't even seem to notice the burn on his neck and cheek either.

Izuku didn't speak but turned his head a bit when All Might spoke to him, but not anything else. His eyes were tired and the usual spark in them wasn't present. He was really out of it, drugged all the way to another world. He didn't even react when the nurses and the doctor came to check on him, drawing blood and performing other tests on the young patient.

Izuku fell back asleep soon after, staying awake only ten minutes or less. It was to be expected. His brain had suffered a serious hit. The boy's body would need more time to heal.

The woman from the Child Protective Services arrived the next morning, having heard that the boy had woken up. She was hoping to maybe get some answers from the boy himself, but knew that it would be highly unlikely.

She was a younger woman, nothing the two men had expected. Guess they had watched a couple too many movies to except the woman to be a mean old lady. Stereotypes really stuck.

Her heels clicked as she walked in the hallway, coming to a halt in front of the door to the hospital room. She pushed the door open, holding a stack of papers with the other one.

She was a shorter woman, red curly hair like autumn leaves and eyes brown like earth. She was dressed professionally, a pencil skirt and a blazer, both navy blue in color.

"Good morning. You're the two interested in adopting the boy, I presume?" she smiled as she sat down on a free chair next to the hospital bed.

Aizawa and All Might gulped. How had she known? They hadn't told anything to the officers before. An esper?

"How did I guess?" the officers smiled kindly, her eyes glinting playfully, "I've being doing this job long enough to know. I came to this city only a month ago though."

"You were with the Child Protective Services before as well?" Aizawa had to ask.

"Of course. In a neighboring city. It's a calling you might say", she nodded, "I've been reading through the paperwork these past weeks. This is my first job on the field. I'm glad. The amount of dust back in the office was really something else."

"You seem passionate", All Might said, petting Izuku's messy hair. They'd have to wash that soon, it was getting really greasy.

"Of course I am", she nodded, dead serious, "So, let's stop with the small-talk and get to the point. What do you know about little Midoriya here? I only know what I read from the very few documents we had. They mainly listed the injuries and what the officers had, or hadn't should be the right thing to say, seen when visiting the home. I also get regular updates from the doctor on the situation. I bet you know much more. Why do you want to adopt him?"

"He met him first", Aizawa pointed to the muscular hero next to him, "He dragged me along later."

All Might nodded, knowing that Aizawa had been dragged at first but had later come willingly. Whether he admitted it or not, Aizawa had a soft spot for Midoriya Izuku.

"And you noticed the injuries back then? Why didn't you fill a report?" the woman asked, "I mean. I do understand that you both are heroes but the Child Protective Services should've at least been informed of the developments."

"I'm a hero. I had to do something too. I just couldn't give it up to the officers", All Might sighed, "He seemed to scared whenever the police or even the officers were as much as mentioned. Maybe I'm just that selfish."

"No, you're not. You're a true hero. Even most of our people look up to you. And I'm not going to even try to hide it. We're quite busy. The situation might've not advanced in months", she admitted, "Don't worry. I'm working day and night to change that. Not a day will be wasted with this case anymore."

"I'm thankful for what you did though. All that matters is that Midoriya is safe now and that he is surrounded by people who truly care about him", she continued.

"Thank you", All Might held his head in his hands, "I didn't know if what I was doing was really the right thing or not."

"Did he look happy when he was with you? Did he feel safe?"

"He was smiling all the time."

"Then you did the right thing."

"My boss seemed surprised when I told her that the boy was already going to a home. She had a place for him in an orphanage already, one for disturbed children at that", the officer smiled as she laid out the papers for the two adults.

Both Aizawa and All Might smiled a bit. Mission accomplished.

They had moved to sit around a table in the room to take care of all the paperwork. There was a ton of that too. Both the men's hands were aching already.

"I can't see why you need to know all these details", Aizawa mumbled as he crossed his answers out one by one. He squinted his eyes at the small font and weird questions.

"I know that it might seem stupid, but it's very important for us. It helps us decide if the new parents are really fit for the child or not. The children often have special needs and we really need to take those into account as well. It's all for the child's good", the woman explained, giving the raven head yet another stack of papers, "I really hoped that the office would've moved to online surveys already though. It was a little disappointing to see all the mountains of papers I had to go though."

"You really have your work cut out for you", All Might admitted. He felt sorry for her. He had never been good with paperwork either. Frankly, he hated it. Especially the bills.

"I will have to interview you all after you get yourselves situated as well. To make sure that everything is going well with you three. Let's say, in two or three months. Depending on Midoriya's progress."

"Yes, of course", All Might really liked this woman. She was a real pro.

The paperwork took hours to fill.

The trio had coffee and snacks, having a quiet conversation all the while they ate and wrote. The nurses came to check on the patient a couple times as well. All Might would also check on Izuku at least three times an hour.

The atmosphere was serious but calm. Everyone in the room knew that they were doing the right thing. Midoriya Izuku's life would be so much better, Aizawa and All Might would make sure of it. Izuku would get a nice room to call his own, go to school, learn to read and write as well as count. He would hopefully make many friends in the future as well.

Izuku woke up the second time the next week. He was a bit more alert this time, even lifting his hand up a bit, wanting All Might to hold it. The man did just that and the three sat in silence for over an hour this time before Izuku fell back asleep again.

It was comical to watch Izuku's curly hair bob up and down as his head dipped, fighting the inevitable sleep. In the end he had to give up and let All Might lower him back onto the pillow and tuck him in. He made the two promise that they would be there when he woke up.

"Do you think he knows?" All Might whispered, "You think he knows that he is going to be adopted."

Aizawa nodded, "Who knows, maybe he heard us in his sleep."

All Might nodded as well. He wanted to believe that that was the case.

Izuku had a small smile on his face as he slept.

"Since you're clearly not going to move your ass from that chair in some time, I guess I'm the one who has to get a room ready for the boy", Aizawa sighed after yet another week had passed.

They had pretty much lived in the hospital room this whole time, only going back to their apartment to get the utmost important things, like a razor or a toothbrush. The nurses were used to them and the doctors had given up on trying to send them to sleep on their own beds. They had become like a part of the room's layout by now.

The two had decided that All Might's current room would have to become Midoriya's and the hero would have to move to the much smaller guest bedroom/storage. Aizawa clearly preferred sleeping the sofa so he could continue doing that. They wouldn't let the boy live in anything that resembled a closet even the slightest, which the small room did.

Some restorations would have to be made, like the wallpaper changed to something a kid would like. The boring cream colored one would have to go. They could choose a theme later when Midoriya was there to join the decision making. Though, it was quite obvious what the theme would be. If you had spent even a minute with the boy, you would know what theme he would want for him room.

All Might had to nod. No, he wouldn't move from the chair. Not today, not tomorrow.

"Talk about separation anxiety", Aizawa sighed, "Text me a list if you can come up with one. I'm not the right man for this job."

"Will do", All Might agreed. He really had to send a list. Aizawa honestly could buy pretty much anything he thought was okay. Damn, he would buy a crib if no help arrived on time. All Might wished that a clerk would offer their help to the raven head before he would even have to think about that.

Midoriya was waking up once or twice a day now, staying up about half an hour to a full hour before falling back to sleep again. He still wasn't that lucid but seemed aware of where he was and who were in the room with him.

He still hadn't eaten or such. That would be their next step when Izuku could stay awake for a bit longer and be aware of the spoon in front of his face. Izuku had already managed to have a sip of water.

He would also need to take a bath. He was beginning to stink.

Izuku had freaked out when he had first noticed the white walls, sheets and everything else, connecting the dots in his head very fast for his condition. Hospitals in his mind were a bad place. His father had always taught him that. He had had to be lightly sedated in order to prevent the boy from trashing around, hurting himself in the process.

Aizawa and All Might had managed to explain the situation to the boy in the end. He would be safe in the hospital and it was a good place. The nurses and doctors want to make him better, nothing else. They wouldn't never hurt him. And even if they'd want to, the two would never let them do so. They would protect him.

That had managed to calm the boy down once more and help to accept the fact that he would be in the hospital to get better. He wouldn't be released tomorrow. It would surely be weeks still before that was possible.

The doctor scribbled something down onto his clipboard, humming and nodding while doing so. His white shoes squeaked on the floor as he walked around the bed, examining the patient.

"Everything looks good. Do you feel alright? No pain or anything?" he asked Midoriya, who was now sitting up on the bed with support from a mountain of pillows and the automated bed. He looked rather comfortable, eating some animal crackers alongside a cup of juice.

"Hm", Izuku nodded, picking at the medical tape on his hand which was holding the IV line in place. It was itchy and the skin below was getting red. A nurse had promised to take a look at that later.

The doctor agreed. The patient didn't seem to be in any pain. He had only winced when the doctor had touched the burn. That injury was the most serious one, still wrapped in some gauze.

"You've been here a bit over a month now. Do you feel like you'd be ready to leave?" the doctor asked.

He believed in including all patients in the conversation, no matter the age. It made them feel much more secure, knowing that their opinion bore weight. Midoriya was also very mature for his age, understanding most of what the doctor and nurses told him as long as they didn't speak in 'medical language'. No one understood that.

Izuku thought for a while. Aizawa and All Might had already told him the plan. He would be going to live with the two men, not in the orphanage. He had had his doubts in the beginning, thinking that the man were taking him in because of pity or something. The two mad him loose that idea though. They clearly cared for him, not because of what had happened to the boy but because they actually cared. Now Izuku really wanted to become a part of their family.

"C-Can I leave?" Izuku asked. His voice was still a bit raspy. Breathing in all that smoke in the apartment hadn't done any good to the boy's throat. It would be fine with time but Midoriya still shouldn't speak that loudly.

"We'd love to see you go. A change of environment is often the best medicine for a patient", a nurse smiled, administering some pain killers through the IV, "Believe me. No one really wants to be stuck in a hospital bed."

"We can get the papers ready by the evening. I think you should try and take a bath. I'm sure Mr. Yagi and Mr. Aizawa can help you", the nurse continued.

The doctor agreed, "We'll come back and perform the final check-up before you're released. You'll have to come back for regular check-ups though."

Izuku nodded.

All Might lifted Izuku up from the bed and into the bathroom. The surprise movement made the boy squeal a bit, moving to clench the front of All Might's shirt.

Aizawa followed behind the two, taking out a pile of towels and a fresh change of clothes before getting into the room himself. All Might's hands were too full to take those.

The IV line had been removed just moments before. It was now important to keep an eye on the boy's pain level. He wasn't on constant feed on pain killers anymore and would have to be given a shot or pills.

Izuku sat on the toilet lid as All Might started the bath, checking the temperature of the water regularly. They both waited as the bath filled up. Izuku watching the blond intently.

"Do you want bubbles?" Aizawa eyed the many bottles on the shelf, "How about a nice flower smell?"

"Bubbles. Please."

"Alright. No need for the please. Drop that", Aizawa said, pouring a generous amount into the water, turning it bright pink.

The two adults stared at the liquid. It looked like something poisonous almost. At least Izuku seemed to like it. He stuck his hand into it and swirled around, his eyes sparkling.

The trio had to be careful with the burn. The bandages were not to get wet or soapy.

All Might once again lifted the boy up, this time sticking him into the tub. He carefully looked to see if the boy was in any pain or if the water was too hot for him. It didn't seem like it as Izuku quickly relaxed into the bath, closing his eyes.

"Don't drown", Aizawa mumbled, looking at Izuku's relaxed face. He'd surely fall asleep in there.

"Hmm", the boy mumbled, pinching his eyes close as All Might poured a cup of water on his head, wetting the hair.

Pouring a generous amount of shampoo on his hand, All Might then went to wash the hair. He massaged the stuff into the curly green hair, watching Izuku relax to the touch.

"We have a room ready for you. We still need to get clothes and stuff but you have a bed and pajamas", All Might explained as he washed the boy. He'd have to tell him these things anyway, so he might as well tell them now. Two birds, one stone.

"I picked out the bed", Aizawa added, a little proud with himself. He thought that he had made a good pick. The young clerk had had to help him with the size and such, but in the end it had been him who had decided on the final item.

"Yeah. He did. I think it's pretty awesome."

"It is awesome."

"I think we'll eat at the house tonight. You still need to rest. What do you want to eat? We can get you anything you want. No need to be shy", All Might rinsed off, "It's like a welcome home party."

"Anything's fine", Izuku mumbled, scooping up a pile of bubbles.

Both men sighed. They were sure that there would be some problems seeing the boy's background. They would have to move slow. Small steps.

"Then, how about some hamburgers?" All Might suggested.

Izuku agreed, while Aizawa could only think the stomach ache he'd have afterwards.

Drying and combing Izuku's hair proved to be a task.

All Might was first afraid that he'd burn the boy's scalp, then that he'd pull his hair off.

God knows when the green afro had met a comb the last time. There was all kinds of things in there as well as come knots. Combing it was like trying to safely detonate a bomb.

"We'll have to get this cut. I can't get the comb off", All Might huffed. He crossed his hands in frustration. The comb was now stuck and wouldn't even budge.

Izuku shook his head, checking to see the thing on his head. He smiled a bit. It looked funny.

"If you're saying no just because cutting your hair costs money, I'd suggest you stop that", Aizawa said from the corner he was seated in. Had been the whole time, not taking part in the wet part of the whole bath thing. He did hand out the stuff the two needed. Nothing else.

Izuku lowered his gaze to his lap and nodded slowly. Yeah, he had thought just that. He felt bad that the two had spent so much money on him. They had bought him food before, they'd be the ones paying the hospital bills and they had even bought him a new bed to sleep in. Izuku just thought that the two adults had done more than enough for him already. He wouldn't need to get his hair cut or new clothes.

"Aizawa is right. Besides, that hair must be bothering you. I know I'd want it cut", All Might nodded. He pet Izuku's head, giving the boy a huge smile.

Izuku had to agree. It was getting in in the way. He could hardly see at times.

"Don't you look good", the doctor smiled as he handed the rest of the many papers to All Might and Aizawa, pointing them to sign a couple of them.

Izuku sat in a wheelchair wearing the clothes Aizawa had gotten him before, a simple red T-shirt and jean shorts. One of his nurses had offered to cut his hair, having previous experience in the field. Now the green afro looked just messy. Not as messy as it was before, but still like a tuft of moss.

"Ready to leave already?" the nurse asked, wheeling Izuku to the car waiting outside.

The boy could walk just fine but it was part of the protocol.

There had been nothing wrong during the last check-up the doctor had performed a couple hours ago, giving the trio enough time to pack up the few possessions the boy had with him. Namely, the backpack All Might had saved from the burning apartment.

The burn was still something the adults would have to treat and dress. Most of the other injuries had already healed. There were just some bruises and small cuts that still needed to be looked at. The burn had shown some signs of infection in the past few weeks but nothing else. It was healing pretty well, though it would definitely leave a scar still.

"Remember to come back in a week. We'll check everything again then", the doctor reminded Izuku once more.

The boy nodded, hopping off the wheelchair to climb into the car.

Aizawa would drive. He had gotten the card at some point in history, preferring not to use it at all cost. Driving was exhausting. They should've just called a taxi.

Their ride being All Might's didn't help either. The man owned a red Land Rover Defender with American flags painted onto the sides. The car was massive, dwarfing every other car on the streets. It had been pure luck that they had found a parking space in the first place.

"You buckled in?" All Might asked as he, too, jumped into the car. The thing jerked with the man's weight. He sat on the backseat with the boy. Aizawa didn't want anyone disturbing him in the front.

Midoriya let All Might put the seatbelt on for him. He was busy inspecting the child seat he was on. He had never seen such thing before and he was curious.

"Good. Let's go home. Hamburgers, here we come!"