When Izuku tagged along with his dad to Hosu, well, not exactly tag along. Aizawa was mentoring Shinsou for internships, and wanted to change cities for tonight's patrol so "he will be able to adapt to unfamiliar settings." Sadly, Shinsou did not have the experience nor stamina to take the rooftops with Aizawa and Izuku (Not that he knew Izuku or that he was tagging along). Aizawa, the responsible adult he is, took the train with his trainee. And Izuku opted to stick to the roofs. So not really tag along, but never the less he was in Hosu and was expecting to just foil the League of Morons plan, visit the festival going on, eat some good food, and maybe stop a few muggings. He did not plan on running into a serial killer about to kill one of his dad's students. Izuku groaned exasperated, drawing the attention of both parties to him. "Civilian, I must ask you to leave immediately!" Iida shouted, "Oh my god, how stupid can you be?" Izuku said popping his hip out and rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Really Iida? You thought you stood a chance against a killer who crippled your brother, who has many years of experience, with your measly MONTHS of training? do you realize how insulting that is to the people that died by his hands, how insulting that is to your brother?" Iida choked "Leave civilian!" Wow. He wasn't even going to question how Izuku knew his name. Well, he won 3rd in the sports festival which comes with fame Izuku will give him that.
"Enough." Stain barked out. "Move on boy, before I pass judgment onto you as well."
Izuku raised a brow folding his arms and subtly pressing his thumb on the S.O.S button built into his costume, he felt it vibrate once, indicating his fingerprint was recognized and the message was sent to his dad; almost immediately he felt it buzz again telling him that Aizawa had received it.
"Chizome Akaguro, Stendhal, Stain, whatever the hell you want me to call you, attacking a child? really?" Surprise flashed on Stain's face before he quickly schooled his features.
"He is a fake, seeking revenge for selfish reasons; I must cleanse him from this earth." he snapped.
"Oh, please stop with the self-righteousness, what even is your criteria for a "worthy" hero?" Izuku put air quotes around 'worthy'
"Being selfless, not in it for the fame or money, being a true hero like Allnmight. Allmioght is the only true hero."
"Wow, there is a lot to unpack there. 1. That is the most vague criteria I've ever heard, 2. All might, by that vague criteria, is very much not a 'true' hero-" Stain opened his mouth to interrupt. "Oh no friend, let's catch a bubble. You had your talk turn now it's mine." Iida sputtered. The switch-up threw Stain off enough to where he stayed silent. "Thank you. Now as I was saying Allmight is a bastard. And I am not going to dive into that tonight. There is so much more to say to that but I'm gonna skip it for now, so why are you trying to kill someone for being a "False hero" if he's not even a hero?"
Stain paused. Did the civilian tell him to 'catch a bubble'? No, he misheard, Stain assured himself; he was way too terrifying for someone to say that to him. "Because he is aspiring to be a hero, his darkened soul will never change, he will always be a fake bastard of a hero. I must pull the weeds before they grow and spread." Stain growled out.
"Wow friend, that is a big opinion. But we need to use our thinking caps, people can always change! You're putting him in a little tiny box not allowing him to grow." 'What the actual f*ck is this kid on' Stain thought disbelievingly "Hey listen, we can let people have different opinions without brutally murdering them because that makes everyone feel super yucky, so let's make better choices. Can we think of something else we can do to express super big feelings?" Izuku said in a babying voice like he was talking to a toddler.
"What the actual f*ck." Stain finally voiced his thoughts
"Yes, Using your words to express your feelings is an excellent idea, shine on shine on!" Izuku flicked his hands on, shine on, shine on.
"No, they must be cleansed from society; words will do them no justice."
"ope, no thank you! zip it, lock it put it in your pocket. You need to keep your body and knives to yourself. Hitting and mangling people who you don't like is not an acceptable thing to do. Do we need a calm down time?"
Aizawa felt Izuku's S.O.S buzz as he was handing a drug dealer to the cops. He immediately returned the signal before pulling out his phone to see where his son was. Calling out, "Shinsou, we need to go. Now. Try to keep up." With that, he sprinted away across rooftops. Shinsou quickly fell behind, but Aizawa knew he would catch up once he stopped, so he kept going (Not that he would've stopped if he couldn't). Aizawa checked his maps as he silently landed on the roof closest to where it said Izuku was. He could hear his son's voice coming from the ally farthest from him, it was muffled by the distance though.
Aizawa slowly moved over to the edge to gauge the situation. He first rested his eyes on Iida on the ground unmoving. Aizawa was terrified that he was dead before he noticed breathing and attempted speech, ok probably a quirk related to paralization. And then he noticed Native passed out and dragged out of the ally onto the sidewalk outside. And he focused on his son, who was taking to Stain. Wait, was his son f*cking gentle parenting Stain? he felt Shinsou tumble beside him, panting.
"Oh. No friend, quiet coyote," Izuku said puffing out his cheeks and holding his hands in a coyote head shape. That finally seemed to break Stain from whatever was holding him back as he lunged for Izuku. Aizawa Was Fast to jump down, But Izuku had already sent a jab at Stain's neck making him pass out. Izuku looked up at Aizawa with a sheepish smile. "Sorry, Eraser, False alarm. He was a lot less skilled than what people have been saying." Shinsou had jumped down Beside them. Aizawa chuckled softly, shaking his head. 'Only his son' he thought fondly. "I'm glad you used it. I will rush to every call you make, grateful that you did until I take my last breaths." He smiled at his son. Shinsou choked, observing the interaction, muttering 'What the f*ck' under his breath at the way his Sensei was acting.
Iida groaned on the ground pushing himself up sluggishly; thankfully only a cut on his arm that would need stitches, but no lasting effects. Izuku Talked and secured Stain "Sadly, Native has passed, but don't be too sad though cuz' Stain was actually right about him. He was using his status as one of the few Indigenous heroes in Japan to traffic young girls, usually indigenous. He's not even Indigenous himself. It was all a cover. There's also a lot more he's done, he's a pretty good stew of "sh*tty human"
Aizawa acknowledged his son was probably more morally ambiguous than he should be, but Shota kinda had to agree with him on this one. Like death and murder are bad, but he won't mourn "Native", he had it coming.
After he called the paramedics, He sat down on the curb next to Izuku. His students Joining them. "So how'd the foiling go?" Aizawa asked as if it were the weather. "Great actually, they proved why they earned the title of morons. Like really, they had all the Nomus connected up to one power source. I assumed they were unstable since it was like an hour before the planned attack and they were still in the capsules. So I cut the cord and bing bang boom, bye-bye Nomus. Then dear old All for sh*t showed his fugly face so I shot him with a quirk-erasing bullet, so bye-bye to him too, oh! And then the rest of the league was as useless as their leader so I just cuffed em' and gave em' to the police so yet again bye, bye." Izuku chirped. Chirped. as if he hadn't single-handedly taken down the most dangerous villain in Japan.
"Okay I can't, who the hell are you?" Shinsou blurted. "Yes, I would like to know as well." Iida tacked on.
"Oh um sorry! You can call me Juniper on the field." Izuku said with a smile. Indicated with the crinkle of his eyes.
"How do you know Aiz-" "Eraserhead" Izuku cut in. "Right, sorry" Shinsou continued "So how do you know Eraserhead?"
"Long story; that I am too starving to tell, seriously I came for festival food, and instead I had to gently parent a 30-year-old serial killer." Izuku pouted, but he lit up as he caught the jelly packet chucked at his face. He beamed, "Thanks Eraser!" Izuku said before pulling his mask down to eat the packet. "H-holy sh*t you're like 12," Shinso exclaimed eyes wide looking at Izuku. "I-" Iida cleared his throat hiding his surprise better than Shinso "I have to agree with Shi-" "Siren" Izuku and Aizawa cut in, in sync. "Right. I have to agree with Siren, You look quite young." Izuku pulled the empty pouch out his mouth sulking, "I do not" Izuku whined Aizawa snorted. Receiving shocked and terrified looks from his students. "I'm your age," Izuku added still Sulking. The paramedics arrived, Izuku immediately left and bagged up Native and tended to Iida, with Shinso by his side, so they didn't see the hug Izuku gave Aizawa, they didn't see Aizawa kiss the top of Izuku's head, nor did they hear the quick "I love you"s and "I'll see you at home"s; no one did.
The rest of the internships were uneventful. And they returned to normal classes the weird encounter shoved into the back of their minds by exams and studying.
About 1 month later Aizawa dragged in a child, who was dragging their feet "Why am I here I didn't even do anything." The kid whined. Aizawa looked exasperated. "I've already told you, we warned you if you did anything stupid during school hours, something that you know we would stop, you would have to attend school. And you know damn well what you did." "SENSEI" Mina Yelled dragging out the last syllable. "Why's there a like 11-year-old here in uniform?" everyone leaned in. "I DO NOT LOOK FU-" Aizawa jabbed him with his elbow "Gossip Pirana's. All of you." It finally clicked for Iida and Shinsou who this was.
