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You know, walking down busy the street of Musutafu city at two in the morning wasn't exactly on my To-Do List today. Unfortunately though, I didn't have much of a choice. I'm on a serious mission here. One I thought I'd never had to do. 

Which is warning the heroes of The Leagues infiltrating Training Camp.

I feel the churning in my stomach and the pounding of my heartbeat loud in my ears as I continued down the sidewalk. I really didn't want to do this. Fuck, I really wished I didn't have to. They were like family to me. Shigaraki, Spinner, Kurogiri, hell even Dabi. But more importantly, she was the last living family I had out here. The last line blood sibling of mine.

Himiko Toga.

I love her, my older sister. As weird and fucked up she was, she's my only family remaining. She protected me from harm, she cared for me whenever I was sick, she loved me for who I was. She never made fun of my Quirk or amnesia episodes, she never hurt me ,no matter how much she wanted to. She understood me.

That's what I thought at first. 

But recently, I discovered something horrible. The horrible truth of all these years of what happened to our parents, why I had amnesia episodes to begin with. But the sickening truth of all, is what she did to our parents.

I was humming and skipping down to the end of the hall back to where my shared room with Himiko was after having once again an interesting game night downstairs. Himiko left halfway through Monopoly and said she'd be back with my medication for my amnesia. Seeing as she left through the front door, I figured she was still out and about. So it's a surprise to hear two voices in my room, the first being hers and the second being Twice's.

I frowned at the latter. Twice was a nice person and all but I never really liked him. He always gave me these death glares whenever she showed me any type of physical affection or was talking to me in the same room with him in it.

With caution, I quietly tiptoed down the rest of the hall and lightly pressed my ear against the door to the bedroom.

"Thanks again for covering me downstairs Twice! Really owe ya for that!"

"No problem at all friend! It was such a fucking hassle ya lil' shit!"

I heard Himiko laugh, used to Twice's unusual way of talking.

"Seriously though! I had to get these memory suppressants tonight or else Y/N would have a fit by tomorrow evening!"

My eyes widen at this. Surely she didn't say what I think she said…?

"Why do you give him those suppressants ? What's in those? Like I wanna know why!"

"Mainly in this drug is benzodiazepine. It's used as a sedative but ever since Y/N started getting these massive anxiety attacks at home, the doctors said to only to use it if it gets too out of hand!"

A brief pause as I hear Himiko possibly lean into Twice's ear is what I'm assuming because now she starts whispering.

"It also helps keep Y/N closer to me! He always wanted to be a hero ya know? But those bastard heroes would probably shun Y/N and his gender! Not to mention his Quirk too! I'm helping him not get hurt!"

I feel bile rising up to my throat. She… she was crazy! Yeah sure I already knew that, but this was low! Even for her!

I feel my breathing starting to become erratic. A ringing in my ears began to grow along with my anxiety and fear towards my sister. But I shove those feelings aside. I can deal with these feelings later. Right now, Twice is talking again so I tune in.

"-that why you asked Shigaraki for him to come along to retrieve that Bakugou brat kid at their Training Camp? He'll never let him join in on the mission!

I can practically feel her nod excitingly as she starts bouncing on the balls of her feet.

"Yep-per do! He'll make a great debut as one of us! Trust me on this!"

I've heard enough of this. I give a curt knock on the door as I try to regain my composure and act normal. "Hey oneesan! Can I come in? I wanna head to bed!"

Some shuffling was heard before the door opened and out walked Twice, sending me a quick frown before leaving. Ignoring him, I head inside the room to find Himiko sitting on the edge of my bed with a soft smile.

"Hi otouto! Can you sit down for a sec? I need to tell you something exciting!" she asks as she bounces lightly on my bed.

I nod reluctantly and shut the door behind me.

I frown at the memory from a month ago. She had told me about the mission taking place in about a week from today. Over the course of time, I've managed to flush out the drug and get my memories back. It was horrible at first, realizing the truth of my sister but I needed to act normal. I couldn't let anyone catch a whiff of my new perspective of everything. Thank God no one noticed though and at least Himiko trusts me enough to take my "medicine" by myself.

And yet no matter how much I told myself that her drugging and messing with my memories, my anxiety disorder, my entire fucking life!

………

I know she has my best interests at heart, but I cannot forgive her for this. And if she's lied to me about my amnesia, then what other lies has she told me?

I need an out. I need to fucking get out. But I couldn't just let that Bakugou kid get captured either. So I came up with a plan.

One of the good things that The League can do is dig up information on just about anyone. Including Bakugou's homeroom teacher.

Prohero Erasurehead, or also known as: Shouta Aizawa.

A few clicks and a bit of hacking later at my local library and I have his patrol route and his schedule. Phase One complete.

Onto Phase Two: slip him the warning note. Unfortunately, since Himiko is present with me 24/7 back at the base and doesn't understand the concept of personal space, this was a little tricky to pull off without risking suspicion. But after she finally managed to fall asleep, I got to work. Phase Two is now complete.

Onto Phase Three: finding said ProHero. Which I've been walking since 12 AM and so far nothing. Huh, guess I'll have to take more drastic measures. 

Eyeing a apartment complex, I turn to its alleyway and proceed to climb the emergency fire escapes. Once at the top of the ladder, I hoisted myself onto the building rooftop and make my way towards the ledge. I plop down onto the edge and dangle my feet off while lying on my back to look at the stars in the sky.

There weren't that many thanks to the pollution and smog, but it was better than nothing.

I close my eyes as I began replaying the past month in my head. With all the new information I've gained, everything that I learned from outside sources about the League. It was horrible. How and why… why do they hate the heroes so much? The League never talks about why, and hell like my sister does either. So why? Why hate them? Heroes are only human after all. They can't help everyone but it seems like they try. So why hate them for something they clearly have no control over. I don't understand…

"Why are you up here alone kid?"

I open my eyes and my heart stops. There leaning down at my eye level with a frown was a gruff looking man with black disheveled hair and a stubble beard. He looks as if he hadn't slept in ages. But what caught my attention was his scarf. A light grey long-

Erasurehead.

I cautiously sit up quickly and look up at him. "I'm not a kid you know…" I mumble as I look away and towards the city life below.

I hear him snort. "Right, and I'm All Might. You're at least the same age as my problematic class." I hear shuffling next to me as he steps closer to me and sits next to me on the ledge. "You haven't answered my question kiddo. Why you up here?"

I go to answer him truthfully but stop myself. I had to still be careful. Who knows if The League was watching me some way somehow. So I do the next best thing and open up a bit to him so he trusts me. 

"I…I'm reflecting. Something has come up with my family and I just… I'm questioning so many things right now. Because my family isn't… fond of heroes," I feel him tense at that but continue. "But I… I've always wanted to be one but… I know if I go down this path, I'll have to choose between family and being a hero… I'm at a loss of what to do I suppose…" 

There's a tense silence at first. I look over to him and see his eyebrows furrow, deep in thought. I see him sigh as he looks at me once more, with a bit of concern on his face. "I'll be honest with you kid, that's definitely a pickle you're in. I understand not wanting to hurt your family and their ways of thinking, but I also understand that this is a dream of yours. I say go for it. As for family, family not only helps and supports each other, but it's who you choose that family to be. No one else can make that choice for you."

I turn away again and ponder on what he said. I hadn't really thought about that. And he did have valid points. I love my sister yes, but if she doesn't support my interest in being a hero, taking it to the point where she'll hurt me just to "keep me safe" then was she really family? No, no she wasn't. The Himiko I knew would never hurt me like that. This wasn't the oneesan I knew back then. She was gone…

Its my turn to sigh as I turn back to him, a little bit of tears in my eyes at the realization of what I was going to have to do next soon.

"Ya know, you're real sentimental when you wanna be Erasurehead." I chuckle as I feel the tears stream down my face freely now. I see him move closer and hear him hesitantly ask,

"I'm not good at these sort of things kid. But it looks like you could use a hug. May I?"

I was taken aback by his request. No ones… ever asked me if I wanted one. Not even Himiko. She just hugged instead of asking. It makes me feel… safe.

With a nod, he pulls me into his tight embrace. While he's distracted, I slip the note to him in one of his pockets on his sweater. When we pull away, I give him a small smile. "Thank you Erasurehead. I feel better now. I know what I have to do." He gives me nod before a soft expression is spread across his face. He then stands up and holds his hand out to me. "Come on kiddo. Let's get you home."

I tentatively take his hand. "I can walk home myself ya know. It's not far from here." It looks like was about to debate on it before shaking his head and sighing. "Alright, I trust you."

We both head down the emergency ladders. Once on the ground, I make my way out of the ally before turning back to him. "You should probably check your sweater pocket by the way" I don't have time to see his reaction before quickly turning the corner and bolting down the sidewalks to another nearby alley and take out a small blood vial and activate my Quirk.

Y/N Toga

Quirk: Animal Transformation

This grants him the ability to turn into any animal he desires. However he can only transform into animals whose blood he has ingested. Similar to how his sister's quirk works. 

I shudder as I feel myself drink the blood and start transforming into a rat. I quickly scurry off into the night and manage to make it back to the base before turning back into myself in my shared room, where Himiko was sound asleep.

I didn't like the fact I had to drink blood for my Quirk to activate, but it's a part of who I was. I wasn't blood lusted like my sister, but the fear I could be was there.

I sigh as I round to my bed and snuggle under the covers. Hoping Erasurehead will heed my warning and call off Training Camp.

He in fact did not call off Training Camp because before I knew it, I was standing in front of Shigaraki explaining the plan before dispatching us into the night of the campgrounds. Soon me, my sister, and a few others were warped into the forest. Each one slowly making their way through.

I feel my anxiety rising as my body begins to shake a little, feeling myself become queasy. Himiko must've noticed because then her gaze shifts towards me as she takes one of my hands into hers. "It'll be ok otouto! I'll be here to help you every step of the way! No need to be nervous!"

Her words reach upon deaf ears. This was the only time I could escape. I could finally become free. I could become a hero to stop them from hurting anymore people. But one wrong move, one wrong step and I can be done for. Related or not, if I show Himiko any sign of my plan, I'm sure she wouldn't hesitate to drag me back to the base in a very bloody manor. 

"Whatever you say Himiko." I feel her frown at the use of her name but she immediately smiles at me like nothing happened.

"Come on then! Race you inside!" And she then takes off, leaving me to dwell in my feelings. I could easily run in the opposite direction of this chaos, leaving my old life behind. I could be free. All I had to do was just walk away…

I froze however. While I wanted to escape, knowing Himiko and the rest of The League it spelt guarantee death most likely. Their mission was to capture Bakugou and kill any others in sight…

And like hell I'll let that happen.

I heard shouting commotion up ahead. Pushing away my anxiety, I take off after the girl I once proudly called oneesan.

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One thing's for sure about my sister. She's hella fast. Either that or I'm hella out of shape. Then again she did have a head start on me…

"Stupid…Himiko…and her…stupid…motherfucking…fast ass…" I wheeze out as I trudge forward. Note to self, work on stamina whenever I can.

I hear the sound of fighting and my sisters voice, making me break out into a sprint. Quickly jumping over fallen logs and rocks I push some bushes aside and gasp silently. There in the clearing, my sister was pinned to the ground by a cute looking brunette with a serious look on her face. Off to one side however was a worried green haired girl who is currently pinned to the tree by one of Himiko's knives. Himiko and the brunette are clearly talking to one another but I see my sister silently pull out something from her pocket. My stomach drops as I realize what was about to happen.

Shit shit shit SHITTTTTT!!!!

Acting fast, I grab one of my smaller knives and quickly throw the knife in her direction, knocking the syringe Himiko had out of her hand. All three girls are now confused for a split second before Himiko spots my hiding place and gives me a unsettling smile.

"Ya know Y/N, if you wanted to make her bleed, you could've just asked to join your oneesan!"

I cringe at her statement but nonetheless step forward and look at my so called sister. She grin wider at me and the two heroes in training look at me with horror and fear. That finally makes me snap.

"How can you be so ok with this?!" I shout to Himiko, who looks at me with confusion. As do the other two girls. "How can you be so ok with hurting these innocent people?! They did nothing wrong!" I slowly turn to face the green haired girl's direction. If I can distract Himiko long enough, maybe that brunette girl can free her friend and then both can escape. It seems the brunette caught on to what I was doing as she slowly makes her way to her friend.

Himiko looks at me with a glare I've never seen on her before. "You know why otouto. These heroes in training need to understand they're on the wrong side of the fight here."

"And what do you mean by that huh?! How are they in the wrong?!"

Himiko is now full on scowling at me. "These 'heroes' of theirs rejected people like us! People who're different whether Quirks or gender! I'm trying to protect us!"

"Oh and you drugging me with some kind of memory suppressants is protecting me!? Because that's not how I see it!"

The two hero girls look at me with shock while Himiko a mix of surprise and anger. "How long have you-"

"WHY SHOULD IT MATTER?!" I yell, tears streaming down my face at this point. "I fucking trusted you!! I believed that you were trying to help me!! Help us!! BUT ALL YOU CARED ABOUT IS KEEPING ME BY YOUR SIDE EVEN IF IT FUCKING BREAKS ME!!!" The forest is too quiet now, my heartbeat and sobs the only thing I can hear for the time being. I dare peak at the hero girls through my teary eyes. The brunette looked like she was about to cry while the greenette looked at me with so much sympathy in her eyes. Himiko however was looking at me with a dangerous blank face. 

"Y/N…I know you're mad, but it was for your own good. If you started believing in their heroism just like when we were kids, they could hurt you."

I look at her through my tears. "And how would you know? Because they didn't help you? They didn't save you?" Her silence was all the answer I needed.

"Himiko, heroes are only human too. While they can't save everyone, you can't push the blame on them either. I know you're angry because society and the heroes failed you as a person. But please listen to me when I say this: It's not their fault. They're trying. Please let them help me oneesan." I can feel the hero girls looking at me. But I don't dare make eye contact. Because Himiko is deadly silent at the moment before she suddenly bursts out laughing.

Anyone who's been around my sister long enough would be able to identity her different laughs. But this one was a dangerous one. A laugh with no humor or warmth behind it. This was laugh she used whenever she was about to pounce on her unsuspecting victims…

The next I knew I feel a stabbing pain on my thigh and Himiko is right beside me with a sinister smile. I look down to see a now empty syringe in my thigh. I yank it out quickly before glaring up at my sister.

"I know you didn't mean any of that otouto. You're off your medicine after all. But don't worry, it'll kick in soon and we can forget all this and be a happy family once we're back!"

Suddenly I'm grabbed from my waist and is quickly pulled away from Himiko. I see a flurry of green and brown in my vision. It takes me a second to realize the situation. The two hero girls were shielding me. Protecting me. 

"You're not taking them back anywhere with you! I think they made it very clear!" The brunette yelled with determination. I here a quiet kero from the greenette. Tears fill my eyes at their actions. I was going to be saved. 

Himiko's face twists in rage. "Stay out of this you two! AND GIVE ME BACK MY OTOUTO!" 

She lunges towards the brunette who swiftly dodges her attack. "Tsu-chan! Get them back to camp!" The girl named Tsu gives a curt nod before taking my hand and running deeper into the forest. The fight is getting fainter the more deeper we travel. However once we reach the camp, the realization hits me hard. 

I was free. I was free but at the price of my sister.

A fresh batch of tears makes it way down my face. Relief and sadness wash over me as I rack sob after sob out of me and I fall to my knees.

"Thank you thank you thank you…" I mumble as I feel a hand on my back rub small circles as I continue crying.

"Its ok, let all out, kero" Tsu says as she hugs me. I suddenly hear multiple pair of footsteps rush towards our direction.

"Asui! Where's Uraraka?! And who is this?!" I hear a familiar gruff voice laced with worry. I quietly look up and see none other than Erasurehead, who looks back at me with shock. "You…"

I sob more violently now as my anxiety sky rockets. I hear Tsu/Asui talking to Erasurehead, but my vision is starting to blur together and my ears start ringing loudly. 

"I'm…I'm so sorry." 

That's the last thing I say before passing out. 

When I come to, the first thing I hear is a heart monitor on my left. I slowly open my eyes to see that I'm in a hospital bed. However I wasn't the only occupation in the room. Across from me I see the two hero girls from the forest, both still asleep. I try wiggling my arms up to move but frown as I see Quirk canceling handcuffs on my wrists chained to the floor. Figures.

The door suddenly opens and I straighten up to the best of my ability. In walks Erasurehead along with another man in a trenchcoat and a… dog?

"Good afternoon to you… Y/N correct?" trenchcoat man asks. I try to nod my head but soon regret the action as I wince in pain so instead I reply with, "Yes sir, that's me." The man chuckles lightly at my formality.

"Very polite one you are. Well I'll make this quick as possible for us. I'm Detective Naomasa Tsukauchi and this is Kenji Tsuragamae, Head Chief of the Police Force." he indicates with his hands to the dog in the room. I bow my head in respect even though my head is in protest of the upcoming migraine. "It's nice to meet you Tsukauchi and Tsuragamae-sama." 

Was I overdoing it with the respect? Most likely but considering either one could throw me in jail at any given moment, better safe than sorry. Tsuragamae steps forward to where my cuffs are.

"Apologies for the cuffs. You seem like a respectful young man but it's safety precautions. You understand right?"

I wave him off to the best of my ability. "I get it. You're in the presence of a villain. I'm not mad." I say it lightly but afterwards each man gives me a blank look. I quickly backtrack.

"I-I didn't mean it as an insult! I promise I get it! I wasn't trying to-"

One look from Erasurehead gets me to shut up. He sighs as he pinches the bridges of his forehead. "Kid, you're good. I obviously don't see you as a threat, considering you saved two of my students. But you were with The League Of Villains. Once questioning is done, we'll evaluate you to see if we can get those cuffs off or not."

That's all they wanted from me? To answer a few questions? That doesn't sound too bad.

"Oh ok! What do you wanna know?" I ask. All three men look taken aback at my eagerness but nonetheless, Tsukauchi starts off. "What is your full name?"

It starts off simple. Just my name, age, Quirk, anything other access information on me, nothing too bad. Finally, Tsukauchi asks, "Do you know the location of the base?"

I go to say yes but then frown. I… couldn't remember. I try my hardest to see if I remember the address, what part of Musutafu it's in, anything! But come up blank. This makes me start to panic. I know the address! I fucking lived there not too long ago! SO WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER?!

"I can't remember… oh my God, why can't I remember?!" I start hyperventilating and grab at my head at this point. This was important information. Important information I knew to help the heroes! So why can't I just-

"Y/N, kiddo I need you to look at me." I look up tentatively to see Erasurehead looking at me. "I want you to follow my instructions alright?" I nod. 

"Alright breathe in slowly…" I inhale slowly. "Hold it in for 5 seconds…" I hold my breathe. "Now slowly breathe out…" I slowly exhale. We continue this for about five minutes until I'm calm enough to start talking again.

"I-I'm sorry…I promise I'm not trying to with hold any information. But I really can't remember the location…" It's deadly silent at first before the Detective finally sighs. "It was worth a shot I suppose. The doctors explained that when you arrived at the hospital you had benzodiazepine in your bloodstream. Is there anything you remember from that day of the attack?"

I shake my head "I'm sorry Tsukauchi-sama."

I feel a hand gently ruffle my hair. I look up to see Tsuragamae's hand (paw?) on my head.

"You have no control over your memories. We're not going to be angry or upset about it. It's a shame yes, but not your fault. Woof!"  I suddenly feel the cuffs removed from my wrists. I subconsciously rub at them while look back up at the Head Chief. 

"Thank you Tsuragamae-sama."

Tsukauchi smiles at the display before clapping his hands together. "Well, I believe we got everything we need Tsuragamae. Thank you for your cooperation Aizawa. You're a very polite young man." I frown at him. Why did he call me Aizawa…?

Tsukauchi notices my expression before finally digesting what he just said. "You heard me correct Y/N. Since you have no active legal guardians and you're at risk with The League, you're now officially adopted by Erasurehead until you hit the legal age 18."

I look to the Prohero who nods in agreement. "I-…I…" I was at a loss of words. 

The Detective and Head Chief make their way out the door, now leaving just me, Erasurehead, and the two unconscious girls in the room. Erasure- er, Aizawa makes his way towards me and pulls me into a brief hug as I quietly begin to sob happily in his chest. "It's alright kiddo. I gotcha. You're safe now."

I was more than safe. I was alone. I was sad. I was angry. Sure I was feeling so many negative emotions right now but one positive fact remained now. I was free. 

I was free from the corpse of what was once my sister.

And I couldn't be happier.

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At some point I fell back asleep after crying a bit in Aizawa's arm. When I came to again, both girls in my room were wide awake. The greenette was reading a small book while the brunette was about to take a bite of an orange slice but stopped in her tracks in seeing me awake. She puts the fruit down and gives me a warm smile.

"Oh hey! You're awake!" This causes the greenette to look in my direction too. She marks the page of her book and puts it to the side and now gives me her full attention. "How're you feeling? Kero?" 

I feel my anxiety rising again but quickly try focusing on my breathing to calm down a bit before I bursted into tears again. If this's some kind of PTSD response to being with The League for so long then I hate it. "I-I feel a bit better than before…"

The brunette jumps off her bed and makes her way towards me with what looks like a styrofoam cup with a lid on it in her hands. "Here. Sensei Aizawa said to give this to you when you wake up again."

I stare at the cup at first before slowly taking it into my hands and openning the container to see mandarin oranges. My stomach growls at the scent, so I hesitantly take a bite of one of the slices to seeing if I can detect any hint drugs or tamperment with the food. However, a frown etched on the brunette's hair at my actions. I curse myself inside my head. "S-Sorry! Force of habit…" I quickly cover up.

Her eyes show sympathy as she nods in understanding. "Hey you're ok! I get it! The League environment wasn't really a safe space for you was it?…"

The greenette frowns at the brunette. "I don't think they want to talk about their time with The League, Uraraka-chan." she reprimands her friend. This makes the brunette immediately become wide eyed and face full of guilt. "Oh shoot! You're right Tsu-chan! I'm so freakin' sorry about-"

I sigh as I shake my head, cutting off the poor girl's apology. "It's fine. You were just curious. I don't mind talking about it. Or at least what's left of my memories with them. Though maybe not right now." This gets both girls to nod and the brunette flashes me a soft, caring smile as she sits on a chair beside my bed.

"That's totally fair! Maybe lets start over with introductions instead! I'm Ochako Uraraka and this's Tsuyu Asui, but I think she'd prefer if you called her Tsu." she motions towards the other girl who gives a soft kero in agreement to Uraraka. 

"I'm Y/N Toga. Or, I suppose Y/N Aizawa now I guess, but you guys can call me Y/N…" I try saying with confidence but ends up coming out softly instead while I look down at my sheets. Geez, I know my anxiety was bad before but why is it amped up so much now? I'm pulled away from my train of thought as I hear Uraraka gasp loudly into my direction. I look up to see both girls shocked, though Uraraka's is more visible then Tsu's. "So you mean to tell me Aizawa Sensei adopted you?! That's so sweet of him!!"

She jumps out of the chair beside the bed and goes in for a hug but stops once she realizes her actions. "Can I…?" 

I nod at her, taken aback once again at her asking for my consent to hug me. And hug me she does because her grip on me is tight, I hear Tsu's bed creak as she hops off and walks towards us. I watch her face as she asks for consent to hug me as well on the sideline through her eyes. I nod and she then gently wraps her arms around the both of us. I feel Uraraka crying softly in my chest, making me slightly panic. "Are you ok Uraraka?" I timidly ask.

She nods her head in my chest. "S-Sorry! But just after hearing everything you went through back at the camp, I just… you really didn't deserve that happening to you with your sister."

Tsu nods her head, agreeing with her girlfriend. "We also want to thank you. For helping us back there at the camp, kero. I can't tell you how grateful I am for your actions back in the forest. I'm sure Ochako feels the same as well, kero." Said girl nodded while continuing to cry softly.

Now I was about to cry from how sweet these two were being. "I should be thanking you two. You saved me from The League and from Himi- Toga." I catch myself saying. God it was gonna be hard to let go of her. She may be my sister, but what she's done was unforgivable. She took so much away from me in order to "protect us". And how could she have been so ok with it too…?

Tears form in my eyes at that last thought and now flow freely down my face. Tsu notices and pulls away from the hug/cuddle puddle we started on my bed.

"So Y/N, do you have a favorite hero? Kero?" I was thankful for the change of topic. I dry my tears as Uraraka gets off my bed to do the same. "W-Well, I don't know that many… but I'd like to find out more about the different kinds of heroes… could you tell me your favorite hero?" I mumble softly. 

Asui gives me a small smile. "Sure. I don't mind."

All three of us begin talking back and forth for the rest of the day about random topics from favorite foods to crazy stories they'd had together with their class. But as the day continued however, I began to notice something. With the way they held each other and the lingering touches they gave one another, I begin to question the extent of the girls relationship. But the two then revealed that they'd been dating for quite some time now (to which I thought they made a super adorable couple).

"We haven't really mentioned it to our classmates though! We wanna keep it on the down low for now!" Uraraka begged as she quickly pecked Tsu's right cheek, to which the other female let out an embarrassed kero from her girlfriend's actions. I nod in understanding.

"Well your secrets safe with me Uraraka, Tsu." I say as I smile at my two friends. Wait… do they even see me as a friend? I'm still technically considered a villain and even if I "saved" them from Toga, why would they want to be friends with someone like me? What if Toga was right? That these people would see me as a freak because of my gender identity? Or the fact I'm related to a wanted villain? Or even my Quirk? 

"Y/N, calm down. You're about to have a panic attack." I hear Tsu gently say.

"I-I'm t-trying…I-I…can-n't…-" I had my hands on my head at this point as I start to shrink into myself, making me smaller.

I faintly register one of the two girls gently sit in front me and slowly take my hands into hers. "What are five things you see?" I hear Uraraka whisper.

I slowly look up and around the room with teary eyes before answering her question "Y-You…Tsu…chair…bed…curtains…"

Uraraka gives me a smile at my response. "Good! Now how about four things you hear?" She continued this as I slowly started to unshrink myself from being in a curled up ball. Whenever I had to pause to either grasp my surroundings again or stop myself from crying too much, she didn't pressure me to answer her right away. Instead letting me take my time. Before I knew it, I was calm enough that the crying subsided.

"You don't have to answer if you're not comfortable doing so, but can you tell us what triggered your attack in the first place?" Tsu asked, who was simply watching silently as her girlfriend tried to calm you down.

I looked away sheepishly, slightly ashamed for my little outburst. "I guess…I guess I let Toga's comments from before get to me. That no one would want to be near me for my gender or my relation with a villain. Hell, even my Quirk since it's so similar to hers. I just… I wanna be friends with the both of you…" I admitted. 

They were both silently staring at me with confusion before Uraraka broke into a smile and wrapped me into her arms slowly. Tsu following her close behind when I didn't pull away from them. "Of course you're our friend Y/N! No matter your gender or Quirk!" she beams. Tsu nodded as she continued to talk for her partner.

"And yes you may be related to a villain, but that doesn't make you a villain, kero. You saved us from your sister about to harm two strangers. The fact that you picked to save us over your own family tells us something about you Y/N, kero." 

These girls really see me for me don't they? They didn't seem to care about where I came from, what my gender was, or even that my Quirk worked like Toga's.

They see me for my actions, not hers.

They see me for my past, not hers.

They see me for my identity, not hers.

They see me, not her.

For the who-knows-how-many'th time today, I cry.

The girls were soon discharged later in the evening, but not before both giving me their phone numbers and a big group hug. Shortly after they left, Aizawa came into the room with his usual stoic expression. 

"Hey kiddo, how you feeling?"

I shrug. "Anxiety is high but it always is so other than that, I'm ok." I see him slightly frown as he sits into the chair next to the bed. "I'd like to talk to you about something."

This statement immediately made me tense up and slightly shrink into myself. He notices my reaction and quickly adds in, "You aren't in trouble or anything. It's about your future."

I release some of the tension from my body but my guard was still up. I know he adopted me and such, so what else was there to talk about?

"What exactly about my future?" I hesitantly ask. He pauses for a brief moment before looking at me with a curious expression. "When Uraraka and Asui reported your fight from the Training Camp, they both mentioned the actions you had shown while there. I'm sure you don't remember but you displayed heroic behavior by helping Uraraka free Asui and defending the title ProHero when Toga had berated them."

His expression softened slightly as he got a bit closer to me. "Hell, you even tried to warn me of the dangers of what was gonna happen." He then tossed a note on the bed, my handwriting clear as ever on the note.

Erasurehead,

I want to warn you not to head to Training Camp. The villains know its whereabouts. But if you end up going, then I advise to keep an eye on Katsuki Bakugou. The villains wish to have him for recruitment. I don't know when they plan the attack I'm afraid. As to how I know this, doesn't matter. But please trust me. And if you don't, then look up my name.

Y/N Toga

Tears form in my eyes as I stare at the note, then back at him. "Is Bakugou… did they…-"

Aizawa gives me a sorrowful expression, answering my question for me. I can feel the tears burning now in my eyes as some stream down my face. He then reaches out for my hands as he gently grasps both. "I want to make this very clear to you Y/N. This in no way is your fault. I know you feel responsible for The Leagues actions, but I'm here to say that this isn't on you. You weren't the one to kidnap him. You clearly weren't involved in the operation as a willing participate either. If anything with the note here, you willing to save my students, and even your reaction as of right now; you wanted to put a stop to this operation."

I nodded as I dried my tears with the sleeve on my hospital shirt. My throat at this point was clogged up, not only with the mucus building up but with the unspoken words that I wanted to say, but just couldn't. Aizawa continued, "On the night you gave me the note, you had said something to me. You had mentioned wanting to be a hero but that your family wasn't fond of heros."

I felt a dull ache at the back of my head. Suddenly a few memories flooded back in my head. And only for a second I remembered that little snippet of the conversation we had on the roof together.

"-I'm questioning so many things right now… Because my family isn't fond of heroes…But I…I've always wanted to be one-" 

I nod my head at him. "I remember that part a bit… not much else though. But I wasn't lying when I said that. I do know that I still want to be a hero. To help those that are on the brink of loosing everything, themselves included. I understand that heroes are only human and can only save so many people, but to them, anyone that takes the time to stop and listen to those people are their heroes.  Because at the end of the day, their turning could've all be avoided if someone had been there for them, got them help they needed, but most importantly; for someone to understand their pain and heartache. Whether it's a hero or not." At this Aizawa gives me soft gaze. One of pure understanding and awe in his eyes. He then sighs quietly.

"How'd you like to become a hero then kid?" I frown at him. Not because of his offer, but because…

"I'm not sure if any hero school would let me in, cause, you know, my relation with a villain-"

"Not entirely true."

A new voice says from somewhere near Aizawa, even though no one was there.

All of a sudden something or someone pops out of Aizawa's scarf, making me yelp in surprise and pressing my back against the wall of my bed and drawing up my guard at the new presence of the white…bear? Dog? Mouse? One of those three, I'm not to sure. 

"Apologies for the intrusion in your conversation, but when I heard that supposedly someone that was related to a wanted villain not only warned Erasurehead of the upcoming attack but also saved two of his students from said villain, I simply had to see for myself."

I curiously looked at the small creature. "W-Who are you?" I asked in a quiet, fearful voice. The creature gave me a reassuring smile and stuck his paw out at me.

"I am Nezu, the principal at UA High." My eyes widen as I shake his paw. He seemed to notice my expression as he then states, "Ah, so you've heard of our school ranking. But that's to expected I suppose." I nod at his implication.

"But what did you mean by my earlier statement not being true? I really don't think you'd let me into your school…" I trail off, hoping he understood what I was getting at. Thank God he's smart as he curtly nods at me.

"I understand that you're insecure about this entire endeavor you're in, but I can assure you this, Y/N Aizawa. I would happily accept you into our school in the Hero Training course." I stare at him in confusion, awe, and shock.

"W-Why though? I don't understand…"

"You have shown the lengths you'd take into helping those in need as a hero. Whether that's on the battlefield or not. Even at the cost of your loyalty towards your only family left, which most wouldn't be able to do."

I cringe at his last statement but let him continue speaking.

"You have a great Quirk that if trained correctly can become something very powerful. But most importantly, you have a greater sense of understanding what it means to be a hero. Not many can see the fact that heroes are just human and that at the end of the day, a hero is someone who helps those in need. Meaning anyone can become a hero. Yourself included."

I'm in too much shock give a proper response. Did he really mean it? Could I…? 

"Can I really be a hero Nezu?" I softly ask, too scared of a response, ready to be shut down. But he just keeps his smile as he finally says reassuring,

"You already are one Y/N. So how would you like to train with us at UA High?"

I finally look back at Aizawa, who gives me a silent nod of encouragement. That was straw that broke the camels back as I finally bursted into tears once more, but shakily I manage to get out one sentence.

The one sentence to help me down a path that I've been wanting for so long now but thinking I'll never achieve. Because I was afraid I'd be seen as Himiko Toga, not me. I was afraid of the lies that Toga spinned in my head to be true.

That I was a freak, a monster, a villain. 

But I was none of those things to these people. They, just like Uraraka and Tsu, saw me as me.

Not as a villain.

Not as Himiko Toga.

No, they saw me.

Y/N.

"It…It would be an honor…Principal Nezu."

Chapter Text

After confirming with Principal Nezu on me joining the Hero Course at UA (as well as three empty tissue boxes later), I was all set up. They explained to me that after the recent attack at Training Camp, dorms have now been implemented at the school for extra security measures. The original plan was to have students move in a week's time. However with my "unique circumstances of connections with The League" (Nezu's words, not mine) I would be moving in as soon as I was discharged from the hospital, that being tomorrow, in fear for The League or Toga finding my current location. But even with reassurance of ProHeroes guarding my room and the hospital, I was still not wanting to be alone. So before Aizawa could leave, I hesitantly grabbed his hand. The Pro turned back to me with confusion written on his face. I took a deep breath before finally mustering up enough courage to voice my request to him.

"Can…can you please stay the night here? I don't want to be alone…"

Aizawa's confusion slowly melted into a soft gaze before nodding. He then sat back down in the chair by me as I tried to lay down comfortably on the bed to rest. I see a hand move towards my head slowly. With no indication or sign of me moving away, the hand gently ruffled my hair and massaged my scalp as the movements slowly lulled me to relaxation. Before falling asleep fully, I can faintly hear Aizawa's voice in the back of my mind.

"You're safe now kiddo… I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you ever again…"

With this confirmation, I was finally able to rest.

"Hey mom! Dad! I'm-" I never got to finish my sentence however as an foul iron scent hit my nose and I see red painted everywhere inside the hallway entrance to my home. My heart dropped to my stomach as my anxiety rises, making it hard for me to breathe.

This was a nightmare… it had to be…

"M-Mom…? D-Dad…?" I whisper more to myself as I slowly stepped over the blood to the best of my ability and make my way deeper into the house I once called my home. I turn the corner to the living room and gasp in shock. There standing with my mother's bloody head in her hand in one and my father's in the other was no one other than…

"…H-Himiko…?"

The older middle schoolgirl turned in my direction with what was supposedly to her a comforting smile.

"It's ok otouto… I'm here to protect you… they were hurting us… it's better this way…"

She dropped the heads of our parents as if they were nothing more than bouncy balls and ran towards me with open arms. Hugging me tightly, she bathed me in the blood of our parents from head to toe. This caused me to gag inwardly from the blood stench and my eyes began to water at the reality in front of me.

My mother…

My father…

Hell, maybe even my other twin sibling…

They were dead.

Dead by the hands of the one hugging me at this exact moment…

When Himiko pulled away, she looked directly at me with that sickening smile still plastered on her face.

"You trust me, don't you Y/N?" She held out her bloody hand for me to take.

An opportunity. She was giving me an opportunity to live…

Ignoring the instinct to slap her hand away from me and to bolt out of there, instead I took her hand with her smile growing at the action.

"I'd knew you'd understand otouto. You're just like me after all…"

All the while both of my parent's shocked, agaped, faces laying dead on the ground with blood leaking out of their mouths.

Staring at me…

Mocking me…

Blaming me…

"-/N! Y/N WAKE UP!!"

I gasp heavily as I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. I look up to Aizawa right front of my face with a very worried expression. When he saw me awake however he slightly relaxed.

"Oh thank God kid! You had been crying softly at first but then you just started to sob really fucking loud and I just-…fuck, are you ok…?"

I shook my head no. Because I really wasn't. After remembering what she to them… our mother… father… my twin…

No wonder she gave me memory suppressants.

Do you… do you wanna talk about it…? You don't have to if you don't want to… but know that sometimes talking things out can be helpful in the long run… however you do it at your own pace ok?"

I feel him rubbing circles on my back in a comforting manner as my sobbing slowly trickles down into sniffling. The thing is, I really wanted to tell him. Over the course of knowing him for a span of a few hours, I trusted him more than I ever did with my own sister. He's proven to me that he really did want to help, really did want to be there for me as a father.

So in the end, I tell him what happened.

I look out the window as we slowly drive out of the hospital parking lot, the doctor's words still fresh in my mind…

☆ Two Hours Earlier☆

I look at the doctor who standing in front of me and Aizawa, reviewing his chart before giving me a reassuring smile.

"Good news! We've managed to pump out the majority of the benzodiazepine out of your system. So slowly but surely your memories will come back to in their own time! Don't strain it however, as it can damage your nervous system if you're not careful." He says to me, then he turns to Aizawa. "You're his legal guardian correct?"

He gives the doctor a curt nod.

"I'm prescribing him Zoloft alongside with Prozac. We'll start him 25 mg for Zoloft, and 20 mg for Prozac. We wouldn't usually start 20 mg for Prozac but looking at his past medical charts before his disappearance, I'd rather be safe than sorry. I also would recommend therapy to keep his memories and anxiety in check. Again better safe than sorry…-"

☆ Present Time ☆

I had tuned both the doctor and Aizawa out and by the time I finally came to, I was already in Aizawa's car. It was quiet at first, nothing but the radio filling the silence between us as we drove down the highway. It wasn't really an uncomfortable silence either, just something we both needed to process in everything that's happened in the last few days.

If you had told me a week ago that I'd not only escape The Leagues and my sister's grasp but also be adopted by the ProHero Erasurehead, I would've thought you were crazy. This whole entire situation felt like a fever dream. A really long, painful one, but one nonetheless. I wouldn't be surprised if at some point I'd just suddenly woke up from this dream, being back with The League. I really am hoping this isn't a dream…

"Do you ever stop thinking kid? I can feel your brain turning its gears all the way over here." Aizawa says with a slight chuckle as I snap out of my thoughts and slowly shake those thoughts away. "I-I just… this entire scenario feels like dream. One I don't wanna wake up from…" 

The car engine is suddenly turned off and Aizawa turns himself to look straight at me in my seat. "I understand that feeling kiddo. Everything that's happened to you so far seems too good to be true. But I want you to remember this…"

He gets out of the car and moves to my side to open the door for me. I can vaguely see UA along with the recent dorm additions as he offers his hand to help me out of the car. Once I take it, he gently pulls me out of the vehicle and places one of my palms over his chest. Where his heart was located and currently beating rhythmically.

"Feel this kiddo? This is real." We make our way through the iron gate entrance to the dorms and make our way to a grassy spot infront of one the buildings. Aizawa sits down on the patch and motions me to follow, which I did. Aizawa closes eyes and a sigh of relief escapes through his mouth before finally speaking to me again.

"Do you feel the grass's texture? How the dewdrops from the early morning reside still in the blades? Maybe even still smell the fresh cut it got a few days ago?"

I nod as I run my hands through the grass blades, feeling different rocks and pebbles as well as the fresh patch of dirt for said grass. I briefly close my eyes as I listen to a few birds chatting with one another, to the soft beating of my heart throughout my entire body in a calm orderly fashion, to even the occasional sound of kids laughing somewhere off in the distance. Feeling a cool breeze rush over my skin from head to toe, cooling me off from the sun beating down on us in the mid-noon heat. I feel a smile slowly bloom across my face as my worries from earlier dissipate into nothing more than background noise in my mind.

When I open my eyes at last I see Aizawa subtly checking in on me, a soft expression on his face once more. "I know this's so much to take in and I understand the fear and worry on The League and your sister. But you can't worry so much about what could happen in the future or the things that have happened in the past. You gotta focus on the now.

It's definitely easier said than done, but you aren't alone in this. I'll help you through any way I can. Whether you need advice on anything or just for someone listen to you rant, I'm here for you."

I never realized how much I needed to hear those words from anyone until now as small happy tears flow down my face and I smile up at him. Before I could understand what I was doing myself, I jumped over to him and tackled the Pro into a tight hug. "Thank you Aizawa…"

He tenderly wrapped his arms around me as he sat us up in the grass now. He could practically feel the small radiate off him.

"Of course kid."

We reluctantly got up an hour later from the grass as we head towards the Class 1A dorm building. Once we were right outside the entrance to inside though, there two other voices clear as day coming from the other side. One loud and masculine, the other excited and feminine. Before I could say anything to Aizawa however, he pushed opened the doors to reveal two people standing in what looked to be the main sitting area.

The first person to catch my attention was what looked to be like a man with long blonde hair tied up in a bun with a triangular mustache. He was wearing what looked like a rock white band shirt of some sorts with black jeans and Converse. All paired together with a leather jacket, fingerless gloves, and yellow tinted sunglasses.

The second person looked like a woman with dark wavy hair tied up in a ponytail and bright blue eyes. She was wearing a black semi long sleeve shirt with blue jeans and sandals. Her accessories included a silver chain necklace, bracelets, earrings, and a maroon red purse she was carrying.

Aizawa started walking torwards the arguing pair while I slowly followed in suite. Neither person seemed to have noticed our presence until the door slammed shut, making me quickly bolt to hide behind Aizawa.

The two immediately stopped talking and looked over to where me and Aizawa were. At first it was an awkward silence between us, making me thankful I was out of their sight. I decided to muster enough courage to look over to the side to see their reactions.

Big mistake.

Because when the woman noticed me peeking out she gasped loudly.

"OH MY GOD YOU'RE SO CUTE!!"

She immediately rushed forward making me hide back behind Aizawa, looking down and shinking a bit back so that they don't see me. I feel him take one of his hands into mine as he squeezes it reassuringly.

"Nemuri stop, you're scaring him. He's already overwhelmed enough as it is."

I don't dare peak back over but I do notice Aizawa moving to the side so that the two others could get a better look at me. He doesn't let go of my hand however.

"Y/N, This is Nemuri Kayama. And over there is Hizashi Yamada. They're my partners and are heroes too."

At the mention of heroes I look up again to see both Nemuri and Hizashi with more soft expressions. They were a bit closer than before but not too close to make my fight or flight response kick in again. I can see them both clearly wanting to say something, but were waiting for me to initiate any sort of positive reaction. I could feel my throat clam up.

I really wanted to say something, anything. But my body was refusing to let me. That's when a rush of memories kick in. Memories of a way I communicated before without having to talk. With hesitation and a bit of rust, I began to sign.

Hi, my name is Y/N Aizawa. But you can call me Y/N.

Nemuri and Aizawa both had a confused expression on their faces while Hizashi's eyes widen before a smile grew on his face as he signed back to me.

Well nice to meet you little listener! So you're our new kid to the family huh?

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion at his statement. Hizashi saw this and chuckled before signing to me.

Your dad here has a whole classroom full of kids! Maybe not legally, but he considers his students very much as if they were our own! Though I have a feeling he's much more protective of you.

I smile in response to his last statement. By this point the other two adults were simply watching the whole exchange between me and Hizashi.

You really mean it Hizashi?

The blond male simply nods at me.

Hell yeah! Also, you can call me Papa if ya like! We're family after all!

By this point my nerves have calmed down enough as I slowly walk towards Hizashi and gently hug him as I finally say out loud softly. "Thank you Papa." 

The blonde male simply hugs me back softly as I hear him talk softly to me. "Of course little listener. Welcome to our family."

Chapter Text

It didn't take too long before I finally started opening up to Aizawa's other two partners. And even though I had my own dormroom to stay in, for the first few nights I rotated on sleeping between Dad's (I recently begin to call Aizawa that) and Papa's rooms. The only one I just couldn't bear to be alone with for so long was  Nemuri. Even though she apologized for scaring me in our first encounter, I still held up my guard the majority of the time I spent with her.

She didn't seem to mind this at all but I however didn't like it one bit. If these people were going to be my family now, I didn't want to be afraid of any of them. So I decided to do something about it. It was the last day of the dorms being empty before the students would begin moving in. My room was still bare along with having little to no clothing. I figured a shopping spree was in order.

So at 9 AM sharp, I made my way down to Nemuri's room located on the other side of the building. With each step I took however I became more anxious by the minute. But I was determined to spend time with her, even if meant being uncomfortable around her. Besides, I'm pretty sure that uncomfortableness will only last for a few minutes any way…

I reached her door and lightly knocked. A few seconds later the door opened to reveal a sleepy Nemuri who immediately perked up at the sight of me. "Oh! Hello Y/N! If you're looking for Aizawa, you just missed him-"

"I was actually looking for you. I… I want to ask you something…" Nemuri immediately stopped talking and patiently waited for me to continue, a reassuring smile on her face.

"I-I…was wondering… could we… we go shopping for my dorm room…? And maybe clothes too…? I don't…have much of either so I just… yeah…" I lamely finished. Not my ideal way to ask, but at least I did it! And speaking of which…

Nemuri was now giving a beaming smile. "Oh of course hun! Let me get changed first and we'll head on out to Musutafu Shopping District!" She was clearly excited about our day out plans but was obviously trying to keep herself in check, which was very much appreciated.

"I'll come swing by your room whenever I'm ready hun! I could be a bit." she admits sheepishly before closing the door. Once shut, I book it out of there but with a small smile plastered on my face. Step one complete! Ask Nemuri to go shopping! On to step two now: Have a relaxing day out. How hard can that be?

Very hard at first. After 30 minutes of waiting, we both sat in the car in silence for a good 15 minutes before arriving at the shops. We've then spent the majority of the morning so far picking out different items for my room such as a desk and chair set, a bedframe along with f/c bedding, some wall decor, lamps, a dresser with a built in shoe rack, LED lights, and a nice rug. She even bought me a laptop, phone, and even a small TV set with speakers and everything! Though when I told her she didn't have to, she waved my complaints away.

"Oh hush! You need a phone to be able to contact us and the laptop is for school and personal purposes! Plus it'd be nice to have your own TV now wouldn't it?" I'm pretty sure she just wanted an excuse to spoil me. I definitely didn't mind though. With each shop we went into though, I became more and more open with Nemuri. And by the time it was noon, we were laughing and joking around with one another.

We then decided a lunch break was in order. We stopped outside a semi large cafe with a good crowd inside. Nemuri hesitantly looks at me. "You ok eating here Y/N? They have an amazing Ramen selection and we can sit outside so there's no crowd."

I nodded, not only happy she remembered my favorite food and, but my uneasiness around so many people. There weren't too many people outside, so that was fine. After sitting down and ordering, Nemuri began re-telling story after story of all the shenanigans her and her partners have gotten up to. As I was laughing at one of the stories, Nemuri gets up from her seat.

"Wait here hun. I'll be back in a second. Restroom break." she clarifies before walking inside the cafe. I pulled out my phone and began playing this cool game called Temple Run™ while awaiting her return. I was just about to beat my high score in the game when-

"Hey there cutie! Here all alone?"

I look up to see a girl around my age standing right in front of me. I noticed how close she was, making me shudder inwardly before scooting back in my chair. I did not want this stranger anywhere near me.

"I'm here with my mom. She'll be back soon." I reply softly, hoping and praying she'd just leave me alone. She didn't. Instead, she got even closer.

"Shy and a mama's boy? You really are adorable aren't you?" I can see her hand move up to touch my cheek. I brace for her hand before hearing another voice behind me.

"You know it's rude to touch people without their consent." I turn behind me to see a tall boy with fluffy lavender hair and dark eyebags underneath his eyes. A name suddenly clicks with the face.

"H-Hi 'Toshi…" I mumble. Only one thought right now was going through my mind.

Please play along, please play along…

Thank Gods he seemed to understand the situation, as he then gave a silent nod. "Hey there N/N. You know this chick?" he asks, referring to the girl who was looking at the both of us now. "I don't know-" before I could finish though, she intervenes.

"We're in the same class together!" she states matter of factly. I wanted to laugh at this, considering I wasn't even enrolled at any school at the moment until next week. Shinsou realizes this too and didn't even bother hiding his snickering. The girl frowns at him. "What's so funny?" This gets a full blown laugh out of him, making the girl scowl. He finally begins subsiding his laughter into chuckles.

"The fact that you think I'm gullible enough to not believe my own brother over some weirdo girl and the fact that he's homeschooled." She pales at being caught in her lie before becoming livid. 

"And just who do you think you're calling weirdo girl?! I was just being nice to your "brother" here! I bet you two freaks aren't even related!" she screeches, getting a few people's attention nearby. I feel Shinsou wrap his arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer to him. Before either one of us could reply though, we hear a familiar voice, however it was laced with anger and venom.

"Now I know you did not just call both my sons freaks."

There standing at the entrance of the cafe was a fuming Nemuri. She stomps towards us and stands in front of the girl, shielding us from her gaze.

"Wanna say that again to my face?" she seeths, and I'm pretty sure the girl is now trembling under her gaze. "N-No ma'am! I was just-"

"Get out of here before you make me do something I'm sure you don't want to happen."

The girl I think nods before sprinting off somewhere into the crowd. I begin to relax and so does Shinsou, releasing his grip on my shoulder as I settle back into my chair. Nemuri turns to the both of us with a worried expression. "You boys ok? She didn't do anything to you right?"

I shake my head 'no' while Shinsou verbally replies. "Not to me, no. Though she was about to touch Y/N when I got here." Nemuri frowned at this response and turned her attention back to me. "Do you wanna leave hun? We can always shop for clothes another-"

"No, it's ok mom. I wanna continue." I speak with a little bit of confidence. I was shaken up yeah, but I wasn't gonna let some creep ruin my day out with my family. Speaking of which…

I can hear mom sniffle as tears well up in her eyes at me calling her mom out loud. She quickly wipes them away though. I rise from my chair and hug her, which she immediately reciprocates.

"A-Alright hun. Lets go."

We gather are things but before leaving though I turn to Shinsou, who was awkwardly standing on the side watching the whole exchange between me and mom.

"Can you… join us? I want some help picking out clothes…" His eyes widen at my request before returning to normal and nodding. "Sure thing bud. I know a few good stores nearby."

With that, the three of us head off to finish our day out as a family.

"Well look who's decided to return at last." I hear papa shout loudly next to dad as I step inside the common area of Class 1A. The latter hits the former upside the head with a newspaper. "Shut it will you? Come on and lets go help them." It took a good twenty minutes running back and forth from outside to my room.

Once Toshi had join me and mom on our day out, I couldn't have been happier. He had pointed out different clothing styles he liked from each store we went into, making me feel a bit more confident on what to pick and what made me feel masculine. 

Once everything was in my room, my whole family chipped in to help. Dad helped me assemble the desk and chair, papa was setting up the small TV and speakers and mom was putting my new clothes and shoes away in the newly assembled dresser she and Toshi set up. Once everything was in place, the adults left to order pizza for dinner.

"I say we get alfredo pizza! That shit's the bomb." mom requests.

Dad just sighs. "I'm ordering y'all anything that doesn't include mushrooms or pineapple-"

"DON'T YOU DISS MY HAWAIIAN PIZZA SHOTA!!!" I hear papa scream.

Me and Toshi look at each other before bursting out laughing at our parents childish display.

"Please tell me though you aren't one of those people who actually likes pineapple on pizza…"

"……"

Shinsou stares at me, dumbfounded. "No fucking way-"

"Hey! It's hella good alright?!"

We continue to bicker back and forth as I was setting up the wall decor and LED lights along with putting away other random miscellaneous items I got from mom.

"I'll most definitely be stopping by your room from now on by the way N/N." he says nonchalantly as he scrolls through his phone while sitting in the desk chair. I give him a playful smile.

"Is it cause of the TV-?"

"Is it cause of the TV."

I laugh at his confession as I continue to set up the AC/DC poster I had found in one of the stores. I'm then reminded of the encounter back at the cafe.

"Heya Toshi?"

"Hm?"

"Thank you… for saving my ass earlier from that girl. I don't know what would've happened if you weren't there…"

I turn to see him staring at me with a unreadable expression. "Don't mention it Y/N. Aizawa had mentioned you a bit beforehand. I don't know what the hell you've been through with your sister, but I can't image it being easy…"

He was right on that. It wasn't and still isn't easy, especially now that I have the mental space to just exist and process all this fucked up trauma I went through. 

"You're right, it's not easy. But I'll manage. I'm glad that I'm not going through this alone and that I actually have parents and a sibling who actually gives a shit about me." I realized what I just said and try to backtrack.

"T-That's if… you see me as a brother of course…" I see Shinsou give me a small smile. "Course I do. Can't get rid of me that easily, bud. After all, ya got a TV in here." I playfully smack his arm before we both end up chuckling. "Yeah yeah. Me and my stupid TV set."

I began heading downstairs before Toshi follows suite. I see both mom and papa sitting on the sofas before waving up to us. "Hey you two! Pizza should be here soon-"

The door suddenly opens and there standing was dad with four pizza boxes, two garlic bread bags, and a dessert of some sorts. He sets down the food before stomping over to papa and grabbing him by the collar of his shirt.

"Hey! What was that-"

"Care to explain how we ended up with one pepperoni pizza, two cheese pizzas, and a fucking hawaiian pizza?!"

It was dead silent before papa squirms out of his hold and begins to back away from the angry Pro. 

"Now Shota, we can talk about this-"

"You had one fucking job Hizashi… and that was not to order a pizza made from hell-"

"DON'T KNOCK WHAT YA HAVEN'T TRIED!!"

"Oh you wanna see knock? I'll fucking knock you out!"

At this point both men were chasing each other while mom was getting the whole thing on her phone and laughing her ass off. Me and Toshi head towards the pizza boxes and he grabbed a slice of cheese while I grabbed a slice of Hawaiian.

If papa was gonna be dead by dad in the next minute or two, might as well reap in the benefits of his death.