Made this a while back Because Aizawa needed some love but never got around to posting it. I have some plans for it but it may be a while before i write it all out.

I do not own My Hero Acadamia.

Chapter 1: Kindness

Mira sighed softly as she hefted the heavy grocery bags higher on her arms as she reached for her phone in her pocket. Why was she the one that always ended up grocery shopping for everyone? On second thought, she would much prefer that over the alternative of one of the others from the league of villains going. They wouldn't calmly pick groceries, get in line, and pay at the register. More than likely, they would rob the place and burn it to the ground. Too much attention would be put on them…

No, it was better that she did the shopping even if the plastic bags were starting to cut off the circulation in her arms.

"Aha!" she exclaimed, fishing out her phone… and hitting someone in the face as she did it. Woops…

"Oh my god! Are you ok? I'm so sorry!" She began apologizing immediately as she turned to the victim of her clumsiness. The man with dark unkempt hair blinked at her a few times before looking down with a frown. She followed his sight to the busted open carton of eggs on the ground. Yellow yolk was splattered all over the concrete just outside the store.

"Oh, it's all my fault." she admitted as she put her phone back in her purse and began rummaging in her bags. The man looked back at her in confusion. She pulled out the egg carton she had just bought and gave it to him. "Please, Let me replace it." She gave him a wide smile and turned to leave.

As she looked for her phone again she hummed to herself. She was sure if one of her colleagues had been with her they would have laughed at her kindness and told her she was weak. But she thought, sometimes, it was good to be a little nice. She didn't have to be a villain all the time. Here in public, she was Mira, a normal citizen, not Pathos, a member of the league of villains.

It was about a week later when she ran into the same man. She hadn't really expected it. She had noticed the store had those special sweet and salty chips that Tomura liked. She had found the last bag and had gone for it, only to find that someone else had grabbed it at the same time. She looked up the length of the arm to find a familiar head of dark hair and a frown. "Ah, it's the egg guy."

"What…?" The man said in surprise.

"Did I say that out loud?" she laughed. "Sorry." she looked back at the last bag of chips and frowned before letting go. She gave the man a bright smile. "You can have it."

"Ah… but you-"

"I was getting it for a colleague but I just remembered that we had an argument so why would I get him a treat." she stuck out her tongue playfully "It will just be our little secret."

He nodded and took the chips.

She turned away and headed down the aisle, quickly noticing that the man was following her. "My name is Mira, by the way," she told him happily as she grabbed a pack of regular chips.

"Aizawa." The man mumbled, hands in his pockets and bag of chips under his arm as she looked around the shelves.

"Well Aizawa-san, do you like sweet and salty chips?" She glanced back at him early enough to catch him nod absentmindedly.

"Yes."

"Well good thing you got here in time to get the last one, huh? The store doesn't get them often." He nodded again.

"Do you come to this store often?"

Another nod.

Mira's smile twitched a little. One thing she didn't like was getting nods in response to everything. "Well it was nice to see you, Aizawa-san. Have a good day." With that, she headed to the next available cashier.

A month later, she found Aizawa again. This time he was in the pharmacy aisle. She watched from the side as he glared at boxes of cold medicine, sniffling a little now and then. He reached for one box then stopped and studied another box.

"Are you sick, Aizawa-san?" She asked, making him jump. He looked to her, tucking his reddened nose under the white cloth he had draped around his shoulders and neck.

She smiled softly before standing beside him and studying the cold medicine. She picked up two of them and showed them to him. "I recommend these. Always worked wonders. Though, this one" she shook the one in her right hand "doesn't taste all the great. But the other one has a weird texture that I just never liked."

He took both, nodding. "Tha'ks" he sniffled, nose stuffed. He frowned as he studied them.

"No problem," she said cheerfully. "Oh but I would also suggest getting some citrus fruits for the Vitamin C. It's not proven to shorten a cold, but it does help with the immune system and all that. And you need lots of rest. You look tired, Aizawa-san. When was the last time you had a full night's sleep."

When he opened his mouth, she cut him off again. "7 hours or more."

He closed his mouth and sighed.

She nodded sternly, leading him out of the aisle. "Now off you go. Get home and sleep."

"Did the medicine help?" Mira asked, taking the spot beside Aizawa-san at the fruit stands.

Aizawa looked at her and nodded. "You are very kind, Mira-san. Thank you for all your help previously."

Mira smiled ruefully. "My colleagues say I'm too kind." she laughed softly. "Being kind is a hindrance in my profession." she confessed. "But I don't want to let go of the small bit of kindness I still have left."

He hummed but didn't comment.