❣ {No quirks/normal AU} TW: Gore And Gross bits here and there
You sighed as your homeroom teacher walked you down to the counselor's office. Just another lame guy in a tacky sweater vest saying he understands what you're going through when he doesn't. Aizawa stopped in front of the door and patted your shoulders "I'll be back to walk you to class." "Ok."
You opened the door expecting the typical either way to bland or way to the colorful room but stopped dead in the doorway.
The room was painted a deep mat black with posters of rock and punk bands lining the walls along with vintage records and of course those cheesy quotes. A yellow neon sign spelling out PRESENT MIC in sloppy cursive was hanging above a worn-out red couch off the corner of the room, stacks of manila folders covered its ripped-up cushions. A clearly loved guitar was leaned against an off-white bookshelf lined with books from horror to informational. Two grey beanbags were resting on a bleeding skull rug. To top it all off a little old radio on top of a dark oak desk with little doodles carved onto the top was playing Welcome To The Jungle by Guns N' Roses.
You were unfrozen by the feeling of someone slipping past you "Sorry about that little lister, go take a seat ill be with you in a second, uh- Shoot which one of those folders is yours?"
You looked to the man who was turning the radio off. His long bright yellow hair was done up in a side mohawks adorned with Viking braids, Bright yellow shades almost completely covered the bags under his one emerald one ruby eyes, one ear only had a simple small black gauge and the other had a hanging black cross-connected to a chain the connected silver pricing towards to the middle top of his ear. the bright red shirt he wore was ripped in spots revealing a bright white undershirt, on top was a cropped open black leather jacket with studs lining the collar flaps shoulders and elbows. On the front of the jacket four buttons were clustered together; the first was a pansexual flag, the second was a black button with 'He/They' written on it, the third was a little green frog with puffy pink cheeks, and the last one was a black button with pink block letters 'Being Kind is Punk!'. His black pants were full of clearly homemade patches. And his shoes, strapped up platform boots making the already tall man taller. He wore several chains of different lengths around his neck and black fingerless gloves.
He turned to flip threw the folders on the couch and there it was again, PRESENT MIC was seemingly spray-painted in yellow and then again in white for a glowing neon look on the back of the man's jacket.
Finally, he found the one that had your picture on it "Ah! Alright, Ms. L/n please have a seat." You plopped yourself onto the beanbag as he walked over and did the same "Hi im Hizashi Yamada you can call me Mr. Hizashi or Mr. Yamada. Whichever you're comfortable with my dear." You noticed the white dice pricing on his tongue as he talked After a few moments of silence, he sighed "On of those huh, alright then! Want a book? Colorbook? Laptop? You don't have to talk but you can't just sit there and stare darling!"
You rolled your eyes as you made your way to the bookshelf scanning its many choices for something to do.
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Hizashi was starting to worry he'd never get you to open up to him, it's been three whole weeks and every time you come in all you do is read off his shelf. But his worries were put on hold when Aizawa opened his door a crying you clung to his side "Got time?" Hizashi quickly stood "Always, hey little listener what's wrong?" You let go of Aizawa and whipped your wet face "I want to go home." "Ok I can do that, but do you not wanna talk about what happened first?"
He sat you in the beanbag as he got down on his knees beside you "I just wanted to eat lunch." "And?" "And Katsuki- Kat- K-" He rubbed your back as your sobs stole your voice. Katsuki Bakugou yes Hizashi knows the boy well; anger issues, god complex, general anxiety disorder, and 'mommy issues'. But what could the boy have done to make you be having this bad of a meltdown?
Hizashi hands you a bottle of water and a little pack of tissues "Im gonna call the number in your file to get you a ride home ok?" You nodded as you wiped your face with the tissue.
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Ever since your breakdown you bring your tray into Hizashi room and eat on the floor, it got to the point Hizashi remade his schedule so he could eat with you, during these times he's gotten you to open up so much more than during your weekly sessions together, and you also found out a lot about him. Like how Present Mic was his old stage name or that he became a counselor after his wife passed because he wanted a job he would be guaranteed that he could come home for his daughter every single night.
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It was 1 in the morning but Hizashi was still up and on his 3rd original monster. He loves his kids but lord they make him have to fill out so much paperwork!
His phone suddenly going off caused the man to jump a bit before grabbing it
'L/n'
"Hello?" "Mr. Hizashi im so sorry to call you when you're at home and especially this late into the night but I really need you right now." He nodded before remembering you couldn't see him "It's fine F/n, I gave you my number for reasons like this so what's going on what do you need?" "A-A place to stay."
That caused Hizashi to sit straight up "And why is that?" "I ran away!" "Ok F/n calm down, tell me where you are and I'll come to get you." "24-hour convince store downtown, the one with the broken slushy fountain." He was already slipping his slippers on "Ok stay put im coming."
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You were leaning against the store's brick wall trying to shield yourself from the ran but afraid the people inside would think you were stealing if you were walking around in there for too long. Soon headlights blinded you momentarily. When you could see again you saw a black 1966 Ford Mustang GT350 Shelby with red racing strips right in front you "Get in!" You ran around the side and hopped into the passenger seat. Hizashi looked so different you had to take a double-take. His hair was up in a messy bun, shades nowhere in sight instead replaced with red-rimmed glasses, a simple white wife beater, and grey sweats. With the new clothes you caught sight of both his tattoo sleeves and the one on the back of his neck.
When you were buckled in he backed out and started going and that's when you noticed the car seat. You turned around to see a young girl sleeping away "Is this Eri?" "Yes...So what happened this time?"
You sighed as you leaned back "I took my switch back from Katsuki and he started yelling at me, the Mitsuki came in and yelled at both of us. I tried to walk away but she followed me still yelling so I locked myself in my room grabbed my phone and jumped out the window." Hizashi sighed.
Your file didn't say much but you did. Not wanted by your parents your aunt oh so "caringly" took you in and has never let you forget that fact. She lets her son treat you any which way and always seemed to find some reason to yell or hit you. Hizashi didn't like her when he was talking to Bakugou but now with you he hates the vile women.
He didn't have much time to simmer as he was quickly pulling into his parking garage. He got out and grabbed his daughter accidentally waking her in the process "Go back to bed Eri, ill put you in your bed."
Once inside Hizashi sighed, he had calls all threw the night but as for actually taking one of his cases in? Never. "Go upstairs and take a warm shower before you get sick, there's already towels in the bathroom." You rushed up as he went and tucked his baby girl back in bed.
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You woke to Hizashi softly shaking you "I made breakfast."
Walking into the kitchen you saw Eri already in her booster seat with a bowl of grits in front of her "Good morning Ms. L/n." "You can call me F/n Eri, it's ok." You sat and Hizashi placed a bowl down in front of you "I called who I needed and you'll be staying with me for the week while the Bakugou's and their home are looked into. To see if it's still a good space for you to be in." "And if it's deemed not to be?"
"We'll cross that bridge if and when we get to it."
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The week went by fast, too fast. Hizashi enjoyed having you in his home, like a breath of fresh air. And Eri loved you too!
But the Bakugous were deemed safe and Hizashi legally couldn't keep you from them without not only being charged with kidnapping but losing his license! He packed up everything he'd bought for you during the week and hugged you tightly holding back tears as to not make Eri any sadder than she already was. When he pulled away he gave a quick peck on your forehead "You come back here if you need, my door will always be open for you little listener."" "Yes sir."
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"Aizawa! Why is L/n no longer on my roster?" "You don't gotta yell I can hear you, Yamada. Her mom came to the school and took her out of counseling, said something about getting her a 'real' therapist if she needed one that bad." That bitch!
Hizashi sat on his beanbag and waited, and waited, and waited. But soon lunch was over and his favorite little listener never showed up, she never missed lunch with her favorite teacher!
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It took three weeks but Hizashi finally caught you at the 24 hours convenience store getting a snack after school "Hey listener! Where you been?" "I can't be seen with you Mr. Hizashi." You tried to walk off but he grabbed your wrist "Why not?" You sighed "If I get seen with you Mitsuki said she'll ship me off and as much as I hate it there I don't want to be sent to a military boot camp. Im sorry I have to go before Katsuki gets out of the bathroom." He slipped out and back into his car, punching the seat beside him, that stupid stupid bitch! You don't deserve that kind of treatment!
...."It's ok little listener, ill save you. Daddy will save you." He backed out the parking lot to start his drive, but he wasn't going home.
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You woke up to the sound of the front door being slammed closed, against your better judgment you got up and went to Mitsuki and Masaru. You'll wake him up and go back to bed.
You slipped in and tiptoed to his bed and tried to shake him, grabbing his arm you felt a huge gash so deep your palm touched his arm bone. Shrieking you ripped your hand away and backed up so fast you busted your ass, when Mitsuki didn't jump up you assumed she must have suffered the same fate.
You jumped up and booked it to Katsuki's room but when you burst in, flipping the lights on, you found him in a much worse position. His body laid sideways on the floor and his head- his head was on the floor so bludgeoned in you wouldn't have recognized him if not for it being body next to it.
You threw up, and dropped to your knees spewing your guts up even more. All wiping your mouth did was smear the throw-up and now Masaru's blood over your mouth. You ended up passing out after a bit more dry heaving and gagging.
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Hizashi's tires screeched as he slammed to a stop in front of the Bakugou residence. He hopped out and looked around the complete chaos of cops, medics, and firemen. Finally he spotted you, sitting in the back of an ambulance, a blanket wrapped around you as a paramedic held you and slowly rocked.
Once he proved to the police that they called him over to handle her he was allowed behind the yellow caution tape. He rushed to you, getting down to your level "Are you alright, is that your blood?" "Im- I think im ok. No, no, it's Masaru's. Hizashi nodded as he thanked the woman holding you as he grabbed you carrying you off "Where are we going?"
He smiled down at you "We're gonna go home so you can clean up, then down to the police station for your mandatory statement. Then im taking you back home because you clearly need some rest after all that excitement." You nodded as he placed you in the passenger seat of his car, buckling you in. When you were all strapped up he kissed your forehead again "Im not gonna let them take you ok, your gonna come live with me. Everything gonna be ok my favorite little listener."
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(2326 Words) aka longest story I've written
Look I came for the sweater vest but honesty the sweater vest + glove combo got my panties dropping
I forgot to write a fathers day story cuz I was busy with this and another long story so ima just call this one the fathers day story so I can post it early cuz im super proud of it