2. Quirks

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Aizawa's pov

"what are we going to do about him?" Hizashi asked. It was in the back of my mind that this kid shouldn't go to foster or an orphanage since he clearly had some major trust issues, nevermind the scars... Kids can be cruel "I don't know, We could ask Nem to take care of him" I suggested "Maybe, or" He raised his eyebrows at me... does he want me to take him in? "No, I cant take care of a kid" I replied "Mabey We could" He beamed like the sun and began to jump in excitement. "Hizashi, we've known each other since Middle school but we aren't fit to be parents especially to a kid with his presumed issues" I explained slowly. Hizash's face dropped slightly before he walked back into the kid's room.

I could hear him awwing over the sleeping child. I walked out of the room and to the nearest doctor "The kid in room 326 is asleep, I think you should be able to examine him now". The doctor nodded in reply and began to walk to the kid's room "wait, take off your coat... I think he has iatrophobia" I stated. The doctor nodded again and handed me the long coat. We finished the trip to the room where the kid was. "This won't be pretty" The doctor declared as he moved the kid lightly. First thing I saw bellow his head was a burn... L.O.V. right on his neck. as the doctor noted each injury me and Hizashi got more and more shocked. The last straw was when the doctor turned him to his back. Property... 'These league bastards mean business' I thought

the kid stirred lightly before shooting up. He looked at the three of us before sighing. He grabbed the hospital gown and re-draped it over himself. He looked away with a small blush, clearly embarrassed. "Hizashi, talk" I dragged him out of the room while he smirked "You agr-" "I agree" I relented. He squealed and dragged me into a hug. "whatever you two are talking about can wait for a second" the doctor declared before coming out of the room "The kid's scars seem to be fairly old, he'll probably be out in a month or so... we should get the blood sample tomorrow to see who he is" He began to tap his clipboard "We'll have a psychologist check him out in the morning" He said as he walked off "you forgot your coat"

Me and Hizashi walked into the kid's room and saw him shaking lightly "you okay kid?" I asked. He nodded slightly and hugged his plush that Hizashi had given him. He really is cute. He closed his eyes and fell asleep instantly. Me and Hizashi nodded and headed out of the hospital. I'd like to stay with the kid but I really need to sleep. We managed to get into the apartment, look at the clock and collapsed onto my bed.

Izuku's pov

I woke up in the white room again. the black-haired man and the cockatoo weren't there, No one was. I threw my legs to the side and began to look around the room. It wasn't like the white room that the league put me in. I tried to cover my scars, My scars are so ugly... I'm so ugly. I looked through the cabinets till I found a jar with lollipops. I pulled a few out and began to suck on it. It reminded me of Dabi, he used to sneak me small treats after bad 'sessions'. I finished about 14 lollipops before a white-haired man came in. I was about to run when I saw his clothes, A blue jacket, a black t-shirt and jeans "Hey there kid" He smiled and waved. I shyly waved back while hiding the lollipops

"can I have the lollipops? I don't think you should eat too many" He requested. I kept my head down and placed the container on the floor. "my names Natsuo, I'm here to talk about the league" My face turned sour and I looked away "you don't need to say anything, I'm here to make you feel better" He sat on one of the chairs and pulled out a notebook. I slowly made my way to the bed. I looked at my hands on the way and realised that he could see my scars... all of them. I jumped on the bed and hid my face in the pillow "I'm gonna ask you a few questions, thumbs up for yes and thumbs down for no" He stated. I slowly raised my thumb while my face remained in the pillow

"did the league hurt you?" Thumbs up "Do you remember how you got to the league?" Thumbs down "Were you a soldier of the league?" Thumbs down "a child of someone in the league?" Thumbs down "A hostage?" Thumbs down "an experiment?" I gulped and did a thumbs up. He scribbled something down and continued "that's the most important stuff, Do you want something to eat?" He asked. I turned my face and slowly nodded "I'll be back soon" He promised and bowed.

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