Gripping onto the hem of his scarf, Izuku looked upwards to glance at Aizawa's face before he exited the door.
"Don't look at me like that kid" The man clad in black gave a sigh, crouching down to be eye level with the boy as he spoke. "Look, I know I said I would bring you along, But it's way too important and I have to go somewhere else. I don't think you'd be too interested in coming with me."
"Aww c'mon. I don't think it'll be too bad" Izuku responded with a pouty face. "Sorry kid, Just don't need you tagging along" Aizawa replied bluntly with a shrug as he ruffled the young boy's hair and closed the door behind him. It wasn't a secret that he was going straight to his lawyer and get this Adoption thing over with, but an offer Yamada and Nemuri had been talking about has caught his eye. Maybe it was bad that he was keeping secrets from the boy, or maybe it wasn't. Aizawa knows that sometimes you needed to keep something from people to keep them safe.
"Aww..." Izuku complained, staring back at the locked door in front of him. He had two vacant days in the weekend to do absolutely nothing, well today he was doing absolutely nothing. Aizawa had promised him that they'd be training tomorrow, but 24 hours was a heck of a long time to keep an 8 year old waiting.
Break
"Troublesome." Aizawa muttered as he walked through the empty halls of the court as he had some papers in his hand. It was ticking him off at how long it was taking the officials to process his request. 'How many people here are doing absolutely nothing?' A thought that boomed in his head as he looked annoyingly back at the wooden ceiling. He fished out his phone from his pocket, pressing a button to call out Yamada from his speed dial. The man wasn't doing anything yet, so he thought that it was probably best to call him and gather information for his next stop.
"Yello! Yamada here!" A cheerful voice responded through the speakers. "Oh! Shouta! How's it swingin' my man!" Again, with the same cheery and loud voice Yamada spoke.
"I'm fine, and about that offer Nedzu had with us..." The man said, looking back and forth through the court as people started to fill in.
"Oh! Yeah, Yeah! He said anytime would be good! As long as you file an appointment or whatever." The blonde man responded.
"Hmm... where do I file one?" He asked back, by this time more and more people started to follow suit. His lawyer was already there beside him, glancing back from the crowd to Aizawa.
"Uh. Just call this number, I'll send it to ya!" A quick chirp suggesting that he received a text beeped through his phone. "Ohohoho! So you're finally caving in and taking up the U.A offer, Eh?" Yamada teasingly asked.
"Pretty much, and besides. I need a job aside from the hero business since I have another mouth to feed back home" his tired eyes quipped through the crowd of people and the papers in his hand. 'Custody of Midoriya Izuku' the thought in his head while reading the paper.
"Man, I thought for a moment there that you'd go teach at Shiketsu High or something. You know, since Emi was there."
"Eww. No, C'mon Yamada. If I was going to teach somewhere, I might as well teach in a school I actually went to." He replied, the judge was there. The tall man trudged through the carpeted floor as he glanced towards Aizawa and the crowd.
"Sorry Yamada, Gotta go" he stated, ending the call and pocketing the phone, Aizawa gave his attention back to the case in hand.
"Alright everyone, I shall now review the case of Izuku Midoriya's custody and Adoption!" The Judge boomed with a smack of his mallet on the circular and wooden surface.
Break
"And in other news, the newly registered Pro hero: Manual, has made another daring rescue with the renowned hero: Ingenium!" The newscaster on the T.V spoke as Izuku wrote down on is notes.
"Manual, Quirk: Water manipulation. Able to change the flow and possible the shape of water. Possibly better in humid environments, wait. Would it work with ice to an extent? Surely it could, Ice technically is just chilled water" Izuku muttered as he took down notes. His hobby of categorizing and writing down the quirks and specifics on pro-heroes hasn't ceased. If at all, it came back twice as hard since the death of his mother. It calmed the boy whenever he wrote down. It was a nice hobby that he enjoyed dearly, but now he was adding new information to his old notes.
How to counter the quirk.
"Flames, sand, and maybe other water absorption materials could be used. If he wasn't near any water, he's basically quirkless." With a crude drawing of the man in a hero suit, Izuku looked at his other notes. Reviewing his inscriptions he noticed one page was almost blank. He gave a watery smile when he read the page title.
*Izuku Midoriya*
*Mighty Boy*
'Okay, maybe picking an allmight related name wasn't the best choice' he thought to himself as he erased the hero alias underneath his name.
"Hmm?" Looking at it he noticed that he was still without any diagrams, images, or crude drawings to show what his hero suit was. "Info first, Hero suit later" He muttered, Taking the pencil by his side he started to write down his observations.
Quirk: Unarm.
Quirk type: Emmiter?
Details: Can halt the means of activating a quirk through physical contact. Can only affect a person for 25 seconds, can extend period of quirklessness by continuous contact.
"Okay, maybe quirklessness is a little bit too harsh" Izuku muttered as he erased his last bit and wrote more.
Quirk: Unarm.
Quirk type: Emmiter?
Details: Can halt the means of activating a quirk through physical contact. Can only affect a person for 25 seconds, can extend period of inability to activate quirk by continuous contact. Mutant type quirks are not affected, but subsequent effects of mutant quirks are stopped.
Note: Don't try to use quirk on people with flame based mutant or emitter quirks. And practice with melee.
"Hmph" a satisfied grunt escaped Izuku's mouth as he looked and reviewed his note on himself. It was nice to know that he finally had his quirk registered and was a really cool one at that. 'Sure it isn't like Kacchan's explosion, or Endeavor's Hellfire, but it's super cool!' Izuku mentally screamed as he put the pencil aside and blew away the excess eraser dust on his notebook. He was confused sometimes whenever someone told him that he was weird for writing down people's quirks on his notebook, but Izuku know's that he's doing good.
He even showed it to Aizawa once, but the man was too busy to notice him. It wasn't rocket science to know that Aizawa was a busy man, especially during night and on the weekends. But Izuku, for the most part, ignored this and decided not to push himself onto Aizawa too much. 'He's already putting up with me, I shouldn't be too annoying now' he thought to himself as he stuffed his notebook in his drawer. The room he resided in was drab and expressionless. At first, the lack of allmight shocked him. But now he noticed it had a quaint and comfortable feeling behind it. Almost like it was charming in its simplicity.
Break
Being depressed was hard.
Izuku couldn't stay all mopey for long, watching all the people smile at him whenever he smiled filled his little heart to the brim. Sure his mother was dead, 'She would never want to see me sad' he thought, remembering the bright smile, she too, had. Inko was always a warm woman, in heart and personality, so it wasn't a wonder why Izuku was so attached to her.
His friend Katsuki was also an integral part of his recovery. The ash-blonde boy had been more aggressive as of late, but not towards Izuku. More so, he was angry towards the other kids who called Izuku quirkless. The boy doesn't know why he became such a hot ball of anger, but he was glad that said hot ball of anger became his friend.
Lastly, Aizawa. The man that saved his life, gave him a home, and the man that put up with all of Izuku's imperfections. Izuku has never seen such a cold and soft man at the same time. It baffled him that someone would be intimidated at the scruffy man. Sure, he looked kinda homeless in a way, and his tired eyes gave away how little he slept at night, but underneath all of that was a huge softie. Izuku struggles sometimes, trying not to go out and tell everyone that his guardian was amazing.
"D-Dad..." Izuku muttered as his eyes dimmed while the TV was still flickering in the background.
Break
"And So, this child shall now be named Izuku Aizawa, and the custody of the child be handed to Shouta Aizawa since the biological father: Hisashi Midoriya, has been absent for more than 8 years and has been neglectful. Are there any objections in the audience?" The judge asked, booming voice hit as the crowd silenced down. "I see..." the judge muttered with crossed arms. Aizawa looked towards the crowd beside him, his lawyer, and the judge before him. It took more than an hour to complete this case, and all through the time Aizawa was ticking down with silent impatience.
"Alright. Izuku Aizawa is now officially the son of Shouta Aizawa" the judge said with a smack of his mallet on the circular surface, the sound of wood hitting wood as Aizawa's lawyer gave a long and exasperated sigh. "Thank god... That went well." He told Aizawa as the man responded with a grunt and a nod. He walked away, papers in hand as he started his journey out the court and back into the street.
"Heyy shouta!" A feminine voice called out.
"Damnit, not again" he muttered lowly before he broke into a sprint. Unfortunately he was scolded by a guard for running inside the court.
"Haha! Nice one shouta" Emi emerged, wiping a tear from laughing as she greeted him.
"Soo... Finally, you made the kid official" She stated with a smug smirk.
"You know it was bound to happen" he said with a turn of heel, he gripped onto the papers in his hand.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!" She called, grabbing his wrist and pulling him back.
"Ugh, if you want to talk. Let's not talk in a court of all places."
"Ooooh, Shouta you charmer you" she said with a teasing tone.
"Let's just get this over with" Aizawa said with a long and a tired sigh. The two walked out the court as Emi still gripped onto Aizawa's hand. He doesn't know why she has such a tight and strong grip.
Break
"H-Heroes" Izuku muttered in his sleep, his head was resting in his arms as the tv still took alit the dark room.
*KNOCK*
*KNOCK*
His head shot up as his crusty eyes blinked a few times before he yawned and wiped away the gunk in his eyes.
*KNOCK*
*KNOCK*
"R-Right, c-coming" the young boy groggily walked up the the door while carrying a chair, he then proceeded use the chair as a stand and to look into the peep-hole of the door just incase it was a stranger.
"Shouta!?"
Seeing who it was, Izuku unlocked and opened the door. A woman with raven black hair and Red pointed glasses was on the other side of the door with a fairly large bag in hand.
"H-Hi Aunty Nemuri..." Izuku greeted with a yawn.
"Have you seen shouta around? I've been calling him because the support company has his order, but he's been igno- Oh my god!" Her eyes grew wider when she saw the boy's face half-stuffed in a scarf, Izuku looked up to her curiously.
"I can't take it!" She said with a picture, then the tall woman began looking closer at the boy and lightly pinching his cheeks. "You look too cute for this world Izuku!" Nemuri chirped as the boy's cheeks began red, from both the pinching and embarrassment.
"Ouch ouch ouch ouch" he muttered as she continued to play with his face.
Break
"You know shouta, at least pay attention to me when we're dating" Emi said as she sipped her tea.
"We aren't on a date and this is important" Aizawa replied with his phone besides his ear.
"Hello? Who is this?" A cheery voice sounded from the phone speaker.
"This is shouta Aizawa, and I'm calling to file an appointment for Principal Nedzu." He replied.
"Ooh! Aizawa-kun! I'm glad to see you're interested in my offer, tell me. What lead you to be wanting to become a teacher at U.A? Hmm?" Nedzu chirped through the phone.
"Nothing really, Jut thought that I'd get some extra cash" He replied.
"Ohh. I see, anyways. We could meet up by next week, does that sound good to you?" Nedzu asked.
"Yeah, and I thought I was supposed to adjust to you." Aizawa said with a smirk.
"Hmmm... you're the one I've called in, So it would only be natural that I adjust to your schedule."
"Hmph, sounds right" Aizawa replied with a grunt.
"Anyways, its been nice talking to you. I'll expect you by Monday!" And with a cheerful note, Nedzu dropped the call.
Aizawa gave a sigh as he pocketed his phone, Emi was there staring at him intently.
"Creep" Aizawa mused to himself as he took a sip of his coffee.
"Soo... Teaching eh?" She asked.
Aizawa responded with an annoyed grunt.