Jade

Part 2

"Can't hate what isn't there"

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*Aizawa pov*

Jade and I had bumped into eachother occassionally since our first encounter. I'll be honest,the kid's grown on me but he had a real attitude problem. You couldn't have a single conversation with him without sarcasm.

He never opened up about anything or talked about anything, just a clever quip here and there was all I could get out of him. I could never catch him either, he always dodged my attacks.

He never gave out information about himself after that, but his eyes had changed from green to red, that had me believe that his real eye coloured was green but last week it changed to blue, I guess he circulates his contacts

I was getting frustrated. There was a quirkless kid who was probably around 13 or something taking down villains twice his size.

I had thought about it tons of times and come up with the answers immediately, only choosing to be oblivious to hold onto hope.

1.What if his voice changer makes different voices come out, then he isn't really a kid?

2.He didn't even flinch when he was shot, the fuck is that supposed to say about him?

3Why can he move like that? It shouldn't be possible.

All the questions were answered by themselves rather disappointingly.

1.He wouldn't have panicked if it was supposed to change his voice like that and he wouldn't need the distortion if it did.

2.He's used to it being shot.

3.Practice and experience.

I sighed, sitting next to my boyfriend and stared at the ceiling.

*Izuku pov*

I was in my empty and abandoned apartment building that I stayed in, feeding my stray cats. I sat down on my worn out couch and thought about the past few week's events. I saved tons of people but I gave Eraserhead enough information to track me down. I forgot my contacts that day too so he saw my green eyes, I did change them again after that so it should be okay.

"I should probably get to work, Miya will get worried if I'm not on time." I say to myself. Standing up, I head to my pile of neatly folded and stacked clothes and put on my uniform before leaving for the cafe.

I jog over to 'Créme' and go to the kitchen from the back entrance as I usually do and start prepping the coffee and preheating the oven. I lift the drapes and flip the closed sign to the open side.

Miya still hadn't come downstairs yet so I went up to her house and took the spare key from behind the potted plant there -his name was Carl- and knocked on her door.

No answer.

I tried again still no answer. I opened the door and saw her sleeping on her bed so I shook her awake. "Miya the cafe's open, get up", she groaned and stumbled to the bathroom in all her bed headed glory. I went back downstairs and put the stuff into the oven when I heard the door chime.

"I'll be right with you", I said as I finished up with the eclairs and pastries. I ran to the counter and saw the one person I was avoiding.

Eraserhead.

I went to the register and put on an wide smile so my eyes were closed and he couldn't see them.

"Uh yeah I'll have a black coffee, strong", I nodded "will that be all, sir?" I ask, he may be a hero and I was a vigilante that he was after but I still needed to make good sales. "We have some freshly baked pastries that you could get, to-go.", I opened my eyes slightly and saw him thinking. "Um sure, my boyfriend likes sweet things." I took down his order and he waited at a nearby seat.