A/N I know this story is progressing slowly, but I promise it will pick up next chapter. And thank you all for taking the time to read my fic.

As soon as Tsukauchi had taken a couple steps away from Izuku's room, she slumped against the wall and slid down. This was in no way how she expected her day to turn out, but here she was, starting another case for someone who's already fallen victim to some of the worst the world has to offer.

Recovery Girl walked up to her and placed a hand on her knee, looking at her with worry. "How are you feeling dearie?"

Tsukauchi looked at her for a couple of seconds before looking away. "I'm fine, just a little tired."

"For someone with a lie detecting quirk, you are a terrible liar." With slight annoyance, but still worried.

"Don't worry about me, you have patients that need your attention." Recovery girl hit her on the head with her cane. "Hey! What was that for?!" She said.

"For being an idiot. You obviously have something wrong with you, and I'm going to help. Now you can either talk about it, or I drag you to a room for a THOROUGH examination." Recovery Girl huffed in annoyance.

Tsukauchi let out a deep sigh, she forgets how Stubborn Recovery Girl can be. But she knows it comes from a place of caring. "I'm worried, ok?"

Recovery Girl's expression softened. "We all are. These kinds of things are never easy."

"It's more than that."

Recovery Girl gave a confused look. "What do you mean?"

"I mean I'm not sure if I'll be able to build a case against Chiaki. Which will make getting Izuku out of that house much harder if she tries to fight it." Said Tsukauchi frustrated.

Recovery Girls expression fell. She wasn't wrong. Abuse cases are never simple, there is always a bunch of 'he said she said' involved, and it doesn't help that based on what Izuku told them, it could turn into one persons word against many. But she couldn't give up, or let Tsukauchi give up either. And she knew just how to light a fire under her. "So does that mean you're just going to give up?"

Tsukauchi looked at her, clearly insulted. "Of course not! I'm going to do everything in my power to get him out of there." Her face fell again. "I'm just not sure how I'm going to be able to do anything."

"You did it during the Murisaki case. So why not now?"

"That was different. There was a clear trail of evidence and proof against Murisaki" Tsukauchi argued.

"Pfffft, you only say that now because that case is shut. I remember when you spent that first week pounding your head against the wall trying to find even a scrap of proof." Rebuked Recovery Girl. Tsukauchi opened her mouth like she was about to argue before shutting it again. "Exactly. This case won't be easy, just like the Murisaki case. But you didn't give up then despite that pretty much everyone was against you, including All Might."

Tsukauchi looked deep in thought as she Remembered everything about that case. It was easily one of the darkest cases she had ever investigated, only beat out by the All for One case. Both of them are truly evil. "You know that was one of the few big fights I had with her. She argued that there is no way Murisaki was a bad guy, that he wasn't that kind of person. Heck, you were one of two people that stood by my side during that investigation. I really do appreciate you and Gran Torino for that."

"I know, you've told us a million times... each. But I do remember that argument. It got fairly heated. I'm Glad Izuku wasn't around to see it. I'm also glad that you two reconciled." Said Recovery Girl as she saw a smile show up on Tsukauchi's face.

"I am to. Though in all honesty, it did feel good seeing her grovel in apology after all that."

Tsukauchi and Recovery girl chuckled at the memory. She made All Might fill out her own paperwork AND Tsukauchi's for a month. Tsukauchi looked towards Izuku's door. "It still astounds me how people were able to brush off Izuku's claims so easily. Like they decided he was lying before he even spoke, despite all his pleas for help. I still remember when I first saw him, he looked so... broken. Like he had to literally force himself to seek help, rather than just accepting what was happening, and what would have happened." She then looked down at her lap sadly. "But Maybe I would have done the same if it wasn't for my quirk."

Recovery Girl gave her a light rap with her cane. Not enough to hurt, just enough to get her point across. "There is no use on dwelling on what ifs. You DO have your quirk, you BELIEVED him, and YOU saved him." She then leaned in and lifted Tsukauchi's head to look at her. "And you will save him again. It won't be easy, but I know you can do it."

Tsukauchi looked at Recovery girl as an appreciative smile spread across her face. She then got on her knees and gave her a hug, that was returned. "Thank you."

"Any time dearie." They separated from the hug, and Recovery Girl reach into her pocket and handed Tsukauchi some of her special gummy bears. "You need to keep your energy up, and I'd recommend getting yourself some food as well. You have a bitch to catch."

Tsukauchi snorted as she tried to stifle a laugh. It was rare when Recovery Girl cussed. So it was always humorous when she did. And Recovery Girl probably knew that, and does it when someone needs their spirits lifted. It always works.

Tsukauchi gave Recovery Girl a determined look and nod before turning around to leave. Her mind went straight to thinking of how to get evidence against Chiaki, since most of her usual methods were off the table. She thought through every method she could use, but none of them stuck. Maybe she should get a different point of view. She knew exactly who could help her with that, as she sat down in her car she dialed up the number.

"Hello Ms. Tsukauchi it's good to hear from you, how are you doing this morning?" Came a slightly high pitch voice from the phone.

"Hey Nezu, it's been a difficult morning if I'm being honest." She replied.

"Ah, I take it this has to do with Izuku Midoriya?" Nezu replied knowingly.

Tsukauchi was shocked "How did you...? You know what, I should accept that you just know everything." She said, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"*chuckling* while I appreciate the compliment, it's simpler than that." He says lightheartedly before his tone goes completely serious with an edge of sadness. "I simply read Eraserhead's reports and noticed he had to resuscitate Midoriya, despite receiving no injuries to warrant it. It also brought up the poor condition he is in. So I looked into his recent record and found it completely empty. I had some suspicions of something going on, but they weren't confirmed until you called."

Tsukauchi was a little confused. "How does it his records being empty cause suspicion?"

"You know what happened to Midoriya better than anyone. Now what caring guardian wouldn't send their ward to therapy at the very least?" Nezu asked simply.

"I hate to say it, but based on his story, I doubted he was getting any. I'm also a little worried if any therapist would even take him." Said Tsukauchi dejectedly.

"Oh? So you've already got a statement from Midoriya?"

Tsukauchi debated on telling Nezu about the potential adoption, since it was obvious he didn't know, but decided it wasn't her place. So Tsukauchi gave a recap on everything else, from the medical reports, to Izuku's statement, and even about some mental ticks they noticed.

Nezu was silent during Tsukauchi's telling, simply writing down notes. To say he was disgusted was an understatement. Nezu already deeply sympathizes with anyone who has gone through any kind of torture, that went triple for Izuku due to his age. Only to hear that after last time, he went through even more? This would be the Third time Izuku was betrayed by those who should be caring for him, and the second time his suffering was ignored.

After Tsukauchi was done telling Nezu what she knew, she was a little disturbed by his silence. Even when dealing with difficult situations, he was normally really chatty, or at least making some sort of sound to fill any silence. But now? The silence was almost deafening. "Nezu?"

She instantly heard a snap come from the phone. She could only guess that he was deep in thought, and when her voice broke him out of it he snapped his pencil. His head undoubtedly was in a dark place. "My apologies, just trying to come up ideas to bring the offending party to justice... And I do have a suggestion."

Tsukauchi sighed in relief. "Thank god, I've been drawing blanks here."

"Speak to everyone involved, letting them know you are collecting evidence against Midoriya."

Tsukauchi's first instinct was to get angry and ask Nezu 'what he was thinking'. Thankfully her logical side stopped her and allowed her to hear the disgusted undertone to his statement, like it make him feel physically ill just saying it. "Ok, and what would that do?" She asked keeping her anger in check.

"You said that everyone praised Chiaki for her actions, and most likely she is proud of them, so acting like Midoriya is the guilty party could lull them into a false sense of security and you could get actual admissions. It's not a pleasant thing to do I admit, I hate suggesting making a victim sound like the guilty party, but tough times call for tough decisions."

Tsukauchi let out a deep sigh. She felt like she was a rookie again. It was even a tactic taught to her by her mother, the best detective she's ever known. "Damn it your right. I hate using that tactic myself, but we don't have the luxury to be picky. Thank you Nezu, I owe you one."

"Well if that's how you feel, I already have something in mind." Said Nezu back in his usually cheerful voice.

"What can I do for you?"

"Bring everyone involved to justice." He said serious.

A determined smile grew on Tsukauchi's face. "Of course. Thank you Nezu." She said. After hearing Nezu grunt, which sounded closer to a squeak, in acknowledgment, she hung up, started her car, and drove off. Determination clear on her face.

15 minutes later

Shoka and Mei are exiting Izuku's hospital room after visiting for the last half an hour. After a while of the three of them talking about support gear for Izuku, they started on the topic of heroes. Izuku enjoyed fanboying about the heroes he knew and their achievements, though he did apologize for it, which they waved him off telling him it's fine. But he enjoyed learning about recent events and new heroes more.

Mei had tried to ask about Izuku's home life, due to her worries about his current state, but Izuku just deflected those questions with basic statements and questions of his own. It wasn't subtle, so Mei was able to pick up on it, and that included his squirming. She decided not to push the subject since it obviously made him very uncomfortable. Though during the whole conversation, she gave both of them permission to use her first name. She was never one for formalities.

Eventually Izuku's exhaustion, and the pain killers kicking in, caught up to him, and he passed out. Mei thought about staying until he woke up, but realized that she should make sure her parents hadn't shown up yet. Shoka followed, figuring it would be a good chance to not only grab one of her sleeping bags and some much-needed food. Hospital food didn't sound appetizing at all. It never does.

As soon as the door shut behind them, Mei let out a sigh. "He doesn't have a good home life does he?"

Shoka stood there for a few seconds silently. "No." She said, the sadness obvious.

Silence. "He isn't safe either, is he?"

Again, silence. "No."

Mei quickly turned to Shoka. "Then please promise me you guys are getting him out of there!" She pretty much screamed.

Shoka raised her hands, trying to calm her down. "We're already working on it. In fact, I'm going to be adopting him myself. So he won't suffer anymore. You really seem to care about him."

Mei put her hands behind her back, started to rub the floor with her foot, and looked down to the side with a blush. "Well I-I don't like it when people suffer, and the fact that it's one of my heroes just makes it worse. I want to do what I can to help him."

"You know if you're wanting to be a part of his life, it's not going to be easy." Said Shoka getting Mei's attention, before Shoka looked at Izuku's door. "Trauma isn't something that just gets fixed. It's going to be a constant in his life, and no matter what anyone does, it will always weigh him down. All anyone can do is help him carry the burden." She said seriously, with a heartbroken undertone.

Mei looks at Izuku's door as well. "Trauma." She whispered to herself. She doesn't know why she felt surprised to hear that word. It was obvious that things were bad for Izuku, but when it's put into words, it made her worry grow worse. She turned back to Shoka, who turned back to her as well. "Then I will help him carry that burden." She said determined.

Shoka smiled at her. She was happy that someone was willing to stand in Izuku's corner with her, and she hoped she would stay. Before she had a chance to speak, they heard someone yelling.

"Mei!" Came a women's voice. They both looked towards the source in time for Hatsume to get hugged by two people, a man and women. The women looked like an older version of Mei only with blonde hair and wearing a dark blue tank top with a jumpsuit tied around her waist just like Mei, only Mei's tank top was black. While the man had pink hair and is huge, he looked to be about 6'4 (193 cm) with arms that looked like he could crush your head with them. He looked like he could be a bodybuilder, the kind that trained for strength, not looks, only not as large of a gut. (A/N Look at strongman competitions. Bodies like All Might are actually extremely unhealthy, and while they have some strength, it's slow and weak in comparison.) He was wearing a dark gray shirt and coveralls. Shoka noted that all three had grease stains on their cloths. It was an interesting sight seeing someone like him hugging the two women and holding them up with ease while looking like he was about to cry as well.

Hatsume's hands were trapped under the hug, so she couldn't even move them, but she looked like she was used to and completely done with this. "Mom, dad, I'm fine, It's just a concussion. You know if dealt with worse." She said deadpan.

Mr. Hatsume set them down, and they both released Mei from the hug. "That doesn't mean we're not going to worry about you. Besides, we were told you were attacked by some punks!" He said worried.

Mrs. Hatsume look ready to explode in anger. "If I ever see those punks, I will disintegrate them!" She yelled.

Mei put her hands on her moms shoulders. "Mom calm down, a couple heroes rescued me. Besides the concussion, nothing else happened to me." She said calmly, trying to ease her mothers anger.

It seemed to somewhat work as she started to take a deep breath. "You're right, they're already dealt with." She then walked towards Shoka. "Are you the hero who saved my baby?" Mei groaned at being called a baby.

Shoka nodded her head. "One of them yes." She said with a neutral expression.

Mrs. Hatsume stuck her hand out her hand to shake Shoka's, to which she accepted. "I can't thank you enough for saving her."

"It's no problem, happy to do it." Shoka replied. She had just release Mrs. Hatsume's hand when she was blindsided by Mr. Hatsume enveloping her in a strong hug, lifting her off the ground. She had to resist the instinct to headbutt the man to defend herself.

"Thank you so much for saving my little girl!" He said with tears streaming down his face anime style.

"Of course... now please release me." She said feeling like her bones were going to crack any second now. Thankfully he did release her.

His wife walked up to him. "Honey I love you, but for being so smart, you are a dumbass. You're lucky she didn't kick your ass."

He looked at her confused. "Why would she do that?"

Mrs. Hatsume looked at him deadpan. "Honey, those hugs could be classified as lethal attacks." Shoka and Mei both nodded their heads in agreement.

"No kidding." Mumbled Shoka, making Mei and her mom chuckle while Mr. Hatsume rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Sorry about that. I can get a little emotional, especially when my children are involved." He said sheepishly.

"It's fine. It's always good seeing a caring parents." Shoka replied nonchalantly.

"Oh, how rude of us." Said Mrs. Hatsume. "My name is Okubo Hatsume, the big lug there is Kase." She said, both of them slightly bowed at their introduction.

Shoka bowed back. "Pleasure. I'm Shoka Aizawa, also known as Eraserhead."

"Nice to meet you Eraserhead." Said Mr. Hatsume with a smile. "So where is the other hero who saved our daughter? We'd like to thank them as well."

It wasn't lost on either parent when Shoka's and Mei's expressions fell. "He's resting in that room there." Said Shoka pointing to Izuku's door.

Both parents grew worried. "Oh my god. Is he ok? Were those punks that tough?" Asked Mrs. Hatsume, her worry growing. "And my baby was attacked by those bastards?!" She said as she hugged Mei again.

"Mom, I Said I'm fine." Mei Said exasperated. "Besides, they weren't that tough."

Now both parents were confused. "If that's the case then why is he in the hospital."

Shoka and Mei looked solemn. "Things are a lot more complicated than that. Let's just say there is a case open, so I can't release any information." Said Shoka.

Mei's parents looked at each other worried. "Can we go in and see him at least? We would like to thank him still." Said Mr. Hatsume.

"Maybe later, he really needs the sleep right now. And I better get going, I need to pick up some stuff from my place and something to eat for the two of us." Replied Shoka.

"Hey, as thanks for saving our little girl, let me drive you and we'll pay for the food." Offered Mr. Hatsume.

"There's no need for that, besides your daughter as already offered to make support gear for Izuku. I will make sure to provide proper compensation though."

"Nonsense. You saved my daughter, and she is far more important than a few gadgets." Said Mrs. Hatsume to Shoka, before turning to her daughter. "And as long as you keep the explosions to a minimum, I don't see any issue with it."

"I don't either." Said Mr. Hatsume before turning to look at Shoka. "But I insist. I want to show my thanks for saving her, and this would be a good start."

Shoka sighed. She can see where Mei got her stubbornness. Shoka scratched the back of her head. "I can see there is no point in arguing. So I guess I'll take you up on your offer. Let's just ask if there are any foods we shouldn't get him."

Mr. Hatsume nodded his head. And turned towards his wife and daughter. "Either of you want something?" As if on cue Mei's stomach rumbles loudly, making her chuckle nervously.

Both parents gave her a stern look. "Young lady, are you skipping meals again?" Asked Mrs. Hatsume.

Shoka was a starting to worry that Mei might be suffering from an eating disorder. "But eating takes time away from my babies! They need me!" Or maybe she is just a workaholic.

Hatsume's mom chopped the top of Mei's head. "Oh they'll definitely need you after you're grounded from the shop."

"No! Please I'm sorry! I'll eat, please don't keep me from my babies!" Begged Mei.

Mrs. Hatsume put her fist on her hips. "I'm sorry young lady, but this can't keep happening. No inventing for three days." Mei visibly deflated. "Sweetie, this is for your own good. We can't have you skipping meals just to work. Your babies can wait for a few minutes each day." She said sternly but lovingly. Mei nodded her head.

Mr. Hatsume rubbed the back of his head. He hated punishing his daughter, but he knew it was for her own good. "Well I guess we'll be on our way, I'll text you when we know where we end up going." After getting a nod of acknowledgment, he and Shoka turned to find a nurse before leaving. "Sorry you had to see that."

"You have nothing to be sorry for. Sometimes punishment is needed to make sure they stay safe and healthy." Said Shoka. Mr. Hatsume smiles and nods as they fall into a comfortable silence as they found a nurse that could tell them what they needed to know, and they proceeded to head to his car.

As they drove off Mr. Hatsume asked where they were going to grab her stuff, and was stunned to learn that it was UA and that she was a first year heroics teacher.

"So what about Izuku? Is he staff there to?"

"No he's a high school student. He just happened to hear Mei scream for help like I did. So he ran in to help her." Shoka answered with a bit of pride in her voice.

At this point Mr. Hatsume just figured this was going to be one of those days fully of the unexpected and should stop being surprised. "Wow, kid sounds really brave. So did you know him beforehand?

"No, today is my first day meeting him."

"Really? No offense, but why are you going so far for him then? You don't usually hear about heroes doing much past stopping villains and rescuing people from danger."

"It's ok, I understand your surprise. Heck, I didn't expect to find myself doing this either. But after what I saw at the scene, and what I've learned about Izuku's situation, I couldn't just do nothing." She mulled over if she should tell him more, and decided that if Mei was going to be a constant in hers and Izuku's life, he deserved to know. "So I'm going to adopt him."

"Adopt? Wait, so the kid is an orphan?"

"Technically no." She said sounding sad and aggravated. "But he's currently in a foster home."

"I have a feeling that there is a lot more to this whole thing." Mr. Hatsume said sounding worried.

"You haven't even seen the tip of the iceberg. I can't reveal the details of the case, and aside from that, things are extremely complicated."

Mr. Hatsume nodded his head dejected. It didn't take a genius to understand the kid hasn't had a good life. "I'm guessing that's why you were careful about what he can eat?"

"Yeah. He's in horrible condition, so I didn't want to do anything to make it worse. I have no medical training besides emergency first aid, so I'm not going to risk anything. Thing is I could describe his condition to you in great detail, and it still wouldn't prepare you for what you're going to see."

It was at that point that Shoka realized that while Mei seems like she doesn't mean harm, she has no idea about her parents "you say you want to thank him personally, but know that I will protect him from anyone that might hurt him, so I have to ask before I allow you to see him." Mr. Hatsume gave her an understanding look, he's protective of his daughter after all. Going to be even more so after today. "Does the name Ukon Murisaki mean anything to you? And don't you dare try to lie to me." She said deathly seriously tone.

"What does that ha...?" Started Mr. Hatsume before glancing at Shoka and seeing the look she was giving him. "Yes it means something to me. He's a monster. A monster who deserved the sentencing he got, and my wife would say it was too lenient. I can't understand why so many people ignore the evidence, and think he's innocent. Only a fool judges a car solely by their chassis." He glanced at Shoka and noticed her relax. "I actually met him once about 10 years ago."

Now Shoka was the one who was surprised. "Really? How?"

"I'm a mechanic and own my own shop. We not only do car repairs, we restore them and do custom jobs as well. We're actually pretty well known." He leans over and pulls out one of the cards he keeps in his back pocket and handed it to Shoka. It was a business card for 'The Manic Mechanic.' "We're best known for custom vehicles. I run the builds and restorations, while the wife makes custom parts. And trust me, anything she builds is a thousand times better than you'll find anywhere else. Anyways, that bastard walks into the shop one day and wants to get a custom van made. He said it was something to drive his foster kids around in, so he wanted to make sure it was safe and that no one could get in if it was locked."

"Tch, sounds more like he wanted to make sure he wouldn't get caught." She said angrily.

"That's what I think to. The thing is though, I had a terrible feeling the moment he walked in. Something just didn't sit right with me. So I told him I couldn't do it. I swear I saw a flash of fury on his face. But it was gone as fast as it appeared. He left without a fuss and I never saw him again. I'm glad I learned long ago to trust my gut, because who knows what could have happened if I made him the van. But what does that monster have to do with any of this?" He asked lost on why this was brought up.

"Do you remember the name of his living victim?" Shoka asked with a hollow voice.

They stopped at a red light. "Yeah, it was... dammit! I know it... it's... oh yeah! It's Izu-ku Mid-or-iya." Said Mr. Hatsume, saying the name slowly as realization hit him. He slowly looked at Shoka. "You said the kids name was Izuku?" Shoka merely nodded. "You're telling me that's who saved my daughter?!" Shoka once again nodded." He just stared at her with wide eyes, mouth agape, barely able to process what he just heard. He was brought out of his thoughts by honking coming from behind him. The light was green.

He started driving again, with his mind going a million miles an hour. To think, that was who saved his daughter. He still remembered watching the news report about Murisaki's arrest. The news anchor had looked visibly uncomfortable as he spoke about what his crimes were. They weren't even in detail, but they were horrifying nonetheless. Heck, he even had nightmares for a few weeks afterwards about what would have happened if he had taken the job to make the van.

Shoka saw Mr. Hatsume was deep in thought, so she stayed silent until they reached UA, and she had him park outside due to security. After she was out of sight, he leaned his head back, running his hand through his hair. 'God, that poor boy. From one nightmare to another.' He thought. He needed to have a discussion with his wife about what he just learned. But regardless, he decided that if his daughter was going to be there for him, so will he.

Meanwhile

Tsukauchi had just pulled in front of Ms. Chiaki's house. It took her a little while to get wired for recording, and make sure a hero was nearby for back up just in case things went bad. Already she was feeling ill about what she was about to do. She took a few deep breaths, getting into a professional mindset. She needs to do this. For Izuku.

She walked up to the house and rang the doorbell. It didn't take long for Ms. Chiaki herself to answer. "Hello, may I help you?"

Tsukauchi showed her badge. "Hi, I'm detective Tsukauchi, I'm here about..." She started, but Ms. Chiaki interrupted.

"Oh, I've been expecting someone to show up. I knew that brat would get arrested one day. About time, I can get him out of my house." She said nonchalantly as she gestured for Tsukauchi to come in.

Tsukauchi had to hold back her anger. "Yes, we're trying to build a case, so I was hoping to interview you and your kids and check if he had anything illegal here." She said professionally.

Ms. Chiaki didn't seem phased at all. "Of course, 2 of my foster children aren't here right now, but my other 2 and my daughters are here right now." As the two moved to the living room which had 2 couches and a single chair shaped in an L facing a TV. she had Tsukauchi sit down on one of the couches. "Can I get you something to drink?"

"No thank you, I have a lot to cover and would like to get it done."

Ms. Chiaki sat down in the single chair. "So what did that brat do anyways? I'm guessing he sexually assaulted someone? Most likely using his evil quirk to make her do what he wanted?" She asked almost sweetly, which made Tsukauchi want to throw up.

"I'm sorry, I can't discuss an ongoing investigation." Said Tsukauchi maintaining her professional demeanor.

"Ok, I'll just find out when it's over. Do you want me to get everyone down here first?"

"If you would please. A group interview would make things easier." She said with a strained smile. Thankfully she learned to fake a smile from All Might.

"Of course." My. Chiaki stood up to gather the kids. The first to show up was a girl about the same age as Izuku, and looked a lot like Ms, Chiaki only her hair was curly and was slightly taller. The next was a 10-year-old boy, he had ghost white hair and looked like he was always annoyed. With Ms. Chiaki came a pair of twin girls who were about 13, both were Gyarus and wore quite a lot of make-up. All but the boy sat on the other couch, while he sat on the other end of the couch Tsukauchi was on. "The other two are currently playing at friends houses. One is 8, the other is 5. So it's probably best they aren't here for this."

Tsukauchi nodded her head, and pulled out a notepad and pen and started asking questions about Izuku's character and his life at home. From there her mind turned into a war zone of her wanting to lash out at them, and the need to stay professional. The lies kept piling up, including ones she could tell were lies without her quirk, from simple stories of him making lewd comments and promises of sexual assault, to saying he never did any chores around the house, and just kept making things harder for everyone else. All the way to a story of him actually attempting to rape Ms. Chiaki's daughter, saying that he grabbed her ass and groped her chest. She acted very dramatic about how lucky she was that she knew not to look into his eyes, and that her mom helped her fend him off. Tsukauchi suspected this was their version of the story Izuku told them about what happened to his hand.

When Tsukauchi asked if they reported it, they told him they did but the cops didn't do anything because they didn't want to get involved after his last case. Another very obvious lie.

The only thing worse than the lies, were the truths they spoke. They didn't deny keeping him underfed to make sure he couldn't succeed in any attempts he would undoubtedly make. They all had kept an eye on him to make sure he didn't get out of line. Even the younger kids were taught to punch him in the balls if they caught him. How they got the school involved in making sure he had extra homework to keep him busy, and dish out detentions as much as possible. Tsukauchi felt like puking as they told her about how they would constantly beat him to do what they could to keep him in line.

They were all involved in making his life hell. And they seemed proud of it. Like they did a good thing in suppressing a 'villain.' Ms. Chiaki even seemed especially proud at breaking his hand with a bat. In her words "It's one less tool for him to use against innocent victims." It was all really sad how they didn't see how these truths contradicted the lies.

Tsukauchi hated how she had to commend them for their efforts. How she was congratulating all of them on keeping him in line, and even telling them how strong they were for standing up to him. They all ate up the praise like they were entitled to it. Tsukauchi had no proof, but she was sure that the kids were only this way because of Ms. Chiaki.

Thankfully all of her efforts were paying off in spades. She was able to get them to show her Izuku's living space under the guise of looking for weapons and drugs, to which along the way she passed a couple of shared bedrooms. One had a bunch of toys which obviously belonged to the younger 2. She wasn't an expert on toys in the slightest, but some of them looked expensive. The other room however was full of clothes all over the floor, and tons of makeup. This she knew wasn't cheap. She was sure that it belonged to the twins. Since she knew that Izuku slept in the attic, she played dumb and got good looks into the rooms, asking which one was Izuku's since the only other room was a bathroom down this hallway.

Ms. Chiaki simply chuckled as she pulled the hanging string bringing down the attic ladder. "Neither, it's up here. I wouldn't waste more money than I have to on that villain.

Tsukauchi climbed into the attic and her heart instantly dropped. The attic was barely insulated, I was just enough to keep it from being absolutely freezing. In other words. Warm enough to not be lethal, but cold enough to never be comfortable in the winter, was most likely excruciatingly hot in the summer. She guessed the floor of the attic was insulated though to keep the rest of the house comfortable.

Looking around there was a ton of things up here that obviously didn't belong to Izuku, it was nothing but stored possessions.

"His crap is in the corner over there." She said, gesturing towards said corner.

All that was there was a thin ratty blanket, literally only a couple of extra outfits that looked old, and an old backpack. After searching it, it only had the bare minimum amount of school supplies. All looking like he had to scrounge them up and kept them useful as long as possible, including a few pencils that were ground down to half and inch away from the eraser. 'He's had to scrounge up food. Why should I have thought he'd have half decent supplies.' She thought.

After grabbing his stuff for "evidence" in case there was any sentimental items here, they left the attic. They talked for a bit more, with Tsukauchi getting the names of the neighbors and school staff that either had info or helped her, she was shocked when Ms. Chiaki gave her info about some local police officers who would "help keep Izuku in his place." After everything that happened last time, POLICE officers were helping in making Izuku's life hell. She didn't care how much damage to people's view of police and social care will be received. She was going to bring ALL these people down.

Tsukauchi gave everyone a farewell and commended them one last time before leaving the house. Another lesson she got from her mother. Don't let the obvious offending party know that you know their guilty until it's time to strike. That way they have less time to build a proper defense.

Looking at the long list she realizes to get this done anytime soon, she will need to bring in help. She knows of a few other detectives who are sympathetic to Izuku from last time, or at least would jump at the chance to soften the blow they receive from the inevitable backlash that will come from this case.

Tsukauchi got in her care and looked at her watch. She had spent 45 minutes in there, with most of it her listening to them tell lies and essentially bragging about abusing Izuku. Before she continued with the investigation, she figured it best to let loose some pent-up rage she felt. Her blood was absolutely boiling with rage, so she decided to head home and let loose on her punching bag. She'll make some phone calls once she's done.

15 minutes ago

Mei and her mother were sitting in her hospital room, after getting her mother to stop fretting over her they talked about what happened. The more Mrs. Hatsume listened the more she realized that she needed to get her daughter a taser. Or mace. Or both. Both was good.

After Mei told her mom what happened she immediately went into a tangent about the babies She was going to make for Izuku, and even coming up with more idea on things to help him become a hero. During Which Mrs. Hatsume was able to piece together Izuku wasn't an official hero, but was someone who wanted to be one.

It also broke her heart hearing about the condition the boy is in. She subtly clenched her fist. It was obvious he was being neglected, if not worse, at home. She couldn't even imagine what kind of heartless monster could do that to a child.

Whenever Mei talked about her inventions it wasn't easy to get her to stop, and it was harder to get a word in unless you were helping come up with ideas. Which her parents were happy to do since they were both gear heads themselves. But there was a couple of things that Mrs. Hatsume noticed that was different this time.

First was that Mei had yet to once talk about the things that she had already developed. Everything she talked about would have to be built, which isn't a problem, but it was completely out of character for her. She and her husband have been trying to teach her to look past her own inventions. Like with that Iida boy. Tensei, AKA Ingenium, came to their shop looking for something to help with his sisters training by improving the muffler in her legs. Mei tried to get him to take her Jet pack. It took them 10 minutes to get him off the ceiling after she strapped it to him and turned it on. They were thankful he was ok and was nice enough to not press charges.

The second was some inventions she was talking about. They're sounding more like gadgets to help someone rehabilitate, and to keep an eye on their health. Nothing wrong with that, but Mei usually made things to help in battle, or rescue operations. She said everything else was just to boring.

Mrs. Hatsume continued to listen to her daughter talk about a "baby" she had in mind. It was to help his heart. Instantly it hit her, and she started giving a teasing smile.

"Mei." Said Mrs. Hatsume.

"...and it gets trapped to the chest to monitor the heart rate..." Said Mei, still in idea mode.

"Mei!" Repeated Mrs. Hatsume.

"...and thanks to that it will help keep the heart rate at safe levels." Continued Mei.

Mrs. Hatsume simply place her hand over her daughters mouth. "*sigh* I swear, you and your father get way to stuck in your own heads."

Mei glared at her mom. "Yeah, well at least neither of us have beaned you in the head with a wrench."

"Hey! I only did that 9 times... to your father." Replied Mrs. Hatsume, getting sheepish towards the end.

"Yeah and to me 4 times. I'm just glad I got dads thick skull." Said Mei exasperated.

"Ok, getting off-topic. Tell me, how do you feel about Izuku?" She said, regaining the smile.

Mei started poking her index fingers together, with a bit of a blush on her face. "Well I respect him. He's kind, and smart, and When I talked about my babies he didn't look at me like I was some kind of freak" Mei smiled bashfully but truly happy. "In fact he looked like he really respected my drive. He had no reason to help me, but he did anyways."

'I haven't even met him and I'm already liking this boy.' Thought Mrs. Hatsume. "And what about that crush you have on him?"

Mei's blush grew as she looked away pouting. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Hahahahah. Sweetie, don't even bother trying to hide it. It's written all over your face." Laughed Mrs. Hatsume.

Mei pouted for a little longer before looking at her mother. "Fine. It's just he seems like a real good guy. I can't help but feel attracted to him."

Mrs. Hatsume gave Mei a motherly smile. 'Well it's good to know she doesn't go after someone for their quirk or body.' She thought. "Well in that case let me give you some advice." Mei looked at her hopeful. "Don't try to go out with him yet."

Mei gave her mother a confused, almost angry look. "Aren't you supposed to tell me to go after what my heart wants? I mean come on, this is my first crush, and now you tell me not try to date him?"

Mrs. Hatsume chuckled. "Yeah, me and your father started to think you were mechasexual or something." Mei scowled at her. "But I'm not telling you to not go after him. I'm telling you to wait."

Mei just looked at her completely confused. "Why?"

"Well for one, it's always good to get to know someone before you date them for one." Said Mrs. Hatsume as she flicked Mei's nose. "But more importantly, it's because he helped you." Now Mei looked completely lost. "This feeling you have could be a form of hero worship, and if it is, it could turn your relationship sour. So to avoid as much pain as possible, wait until you know for a fact that your feelings are real. Besides, you can still be friends in the meantime."

Mei looked down thoughtfully. "How long should I wait?" She asked.

"I can't tell you that, if these feelings are real, or they do evolve into a true crush, or even love, then only you will know. Just don't rush things." Said Mrs. Hatsume in a loving motherly tone.

Mei continued to look thoughtful for a few seconds before nodding her head. "Ok, I'll wait." She said earnestly. Her mother wrapped her in a hug that she returned.

"Thank you mom."

"Of course dear."

All of a sudden the door swings open and in walked Shoka and Mr. Hatsume. Mr. Hatsume was carrying the bags of food while Shoka had the drinks and a sleeping bag flung over her shoulder, looking like it had several items inside. She looked really annoyed.

Mrs. Hatsume checked the time on her phone. "What took so long?"

"Traffic." Grumbled Shoka.

"It was pretty bad. It was like every driver decided to leave at the exact same time." Said Mr. Hatsume with a smile and giant sweat drop. It wasn't a bad trip, Shoka was good company when she's out of her shell, but the slower traffic got, the more her grumpy side showed itself.

Mei and Mrs. Hatsume both stood up, Mei grabbing the drinks from Shoka on her way. "Let me get that for you."

Shoka smiled. "Thanks. You guys sure you don't want to wait until you're done eating to talk to Izuku?"

Mei just walked towards the door. "I'm not sure about my parents but I want to see Izuku. We have more babies we need to discuss." She said happily.

Mr. and Mrs. Hatsume followed their daughter, Shoka not far behind. "We still need to thank him ourselves." Said Mrs. Hatsume walking next to her daughter. "Plus it would be good to get to know him if our daughter plans to have him around." She said as she elbowed her daughter teasingly.

Shoka smiled as she watched the family interact. It reminded her a bit of her and her family. She may act serious most of the time, but that didn't mean she didn't tease her younger brother, or get embarrassed by her mother.

The Hatsume's stopped at Izuku's door, letting Shoka go in first to not startle the boy. She stepped in front of the door, and turned to them. "I'm going to warn you again, what you see isn't going to see won't be easy to take in." Mr. and Mrs. Hatsume just gave her determined reassuring smiles.

Shoka turned back around and was about to knock on the door when they heard yelling.

"LET ME GO! PLEASE, I'M SORRY!"

It was Izuku.

Shoka quickly put her sleeping bag on the ground and burst through the door, praying that his foster family wasn't the one's in there, hurting him.

Mei was about to follow before she was stopped by her father. "No. Stay here." He said as he quickly gave the food to his wife.

"But dad..." Started Hatsume, but was stopped by her father giving her the stop signal.

"No buts. Stay here." He said, giving her a firm look that left no room for argument. Mei gave a nod of Acknowledgment as they all heard the loud rapid beeping of a heart monitor, and Shoka yelling. "What the hell are you doing!" Mr. Hatsume quickly ran into the room.

Mei was extremely worried as to what was happening.

"God it's such a turn on when he gets like this." Said Mrs. Hatsume breathlessly.

Mei's head quickly snapped to her mother. "MOM! GROSS!"