Shota Aizawa x Female Neko Reader

Chapter 1

A/n

This was just before any of them became heroes

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Y/n pov

As a child I was never treated well, my parents didn't like me at all when I was with them. But it wasn't my fault! My mother is the reason why I was born into this world. Whenever my father left she had a tendency to sleep around, and something went wrong and she became pregnant and eventually had me.

My father was confused but went with it until he noticed my ears and tail. He and mom got into fights often because of her and me. My parent’s friend had a son who was enrolled in a hero school. His name was Shota Aizawa. He never yelled at me for anything and didn't treat me differently. His friends were nice too, I have a good memory so I remember all of them.

Shota took me to the park with his friends almost everyday. He had no clue what my parents did  when he brought me home. He never saw the bruises or the gashes on me. Mother always threatened if I were to tell, my punishments would be worse.  So I never told for mine, and his, sakes. I always tried to give him hints but he never caught on.

At the park we always played a game I called, ‘The Hero Game’.

Flash back  

The door bell rung signalling to the house that someone was here. I ran to the door excited, knowing Shota was here. I opened the door to see the him with Hizashi, Nemuri, and Toshinori. I smiled and hugged each of them.

"Hey kiddo, ready to go to the park?" The inky-haired male asked, with a small smile gracing his lips. I nod as he picks me up to walk out onto the sunny sidewalk. 

"Hey Y/n how's it going!" Hizashi yelled, grinning. Cringing, I covered my ears as my face took to one of slight pain.

"You're too loud," I wince out, clenching my jaw in distaste as my ears flatten. Nemuri hit the back of his head.

"Did you forget she has sensitive ears?" The slightly messy raven-haired female scolded him in a harsh tone, all the while shaking her hand at him.  The spiky-haired blonde rubbed the back of his head with a small pout on his face. Toshinori suppressed a laugh, his boney hand covering his growing smirk as his golden locks bounced with his shaking. Sighing I looked at Shota, who had the smallest of smirks on his face as he watched the two.

"I sometimes wonder how you're friends with him," I murmur softly, nesting comfortably in his arms.

"I do too," He responded in the usual dead tone he spoke in. Noting his eyes were a bit bloodshot, I placed my hands over his eyes and started to heal them. When I removed my hands, he looked at me and sighed.

"Why do you do this every time I take you to the park?" He asked as we entered the park, it’s emerald green grass shining brilliantly in the summer sun.

"Cause I know your quirk has an effect on your eyes silly," I smiled. He chuckled softly then put me down on the grass. 

"You really are a special kid," he mumbled, of course I had heard it because of my ears.

"Hey, can we play hero again?" I asked hopefully, my eyes lighting up.