Secrets

by Ssaamm0440

Summary:

Izuku Midoriya gos home for the weekend to spend time with his mother. When his life changes forever. Kidnapped/home invasion, loosing his mom and finding his real biological father in the span of less than 72hrs. Raped, abused, scared, and confused.

Chapter 1

  Izuku

 

I wake up to a door slamming downstairs. My mind feels foggy and floaty, like I'm disconnected from my own body. I can't remember where I am or what happened. All I know is that I'm in excruciating pain and I can't move my arms.

 

'where am I ? Why do I hurt so bad? Why can't I move my arms? What's going on?'

 

I think desperately, trying to make sense of the situation. But my memories are hazy, just out of reach.

 

I can't remember where I am or why I am in so much excruciating pain. I try to move my arms but realize I can't they're being restrained and it makes me start to panic as I tug at the metal cuffs trying to get free. I try activating one for all but it doesn't work either.

 

After a couple minutes everything comes rushing back to me and my quickness of breath quickly turns into a full blown panic attack. I'm hyperventilating  so bad I can't catch my breath or think. My mind starts racing as I am looking for any way to escape.

 

I yank with all my might on my quirk suppressing cuffs desperately trying to break free. They won't budge so I look around my bedroom looking for my phone hoping I can reach it somehow. I see it on the floor next to my bed so I slide my naked, bruised, and bloody body off the bed till my wrists are yanked by the cuffs.

 

My wrists are still cuffed to my bedpost but my feet reach the phone. Using my toes I turn my phone on and click on the first contact I can and send my location with an SOS.

 

'Please, please let this work. Please let someone see my message and come for me. I don't know how much longer I can last like this.'

 

I slump back against the bed, exhausted from my efforts but also filled with a tiny spark of hope. Maybe, just maybe, help is on the way. Maybe I won't be alone in this hell any longer.

 

I couldn't see who I texted but I just prayed it was a teacher or All Might just NOT any of my classmates. I just hope the person understands and comes to rescue me even though I can't bear anyone seeing me like this but I can't let that stop me. I have to get away before he comes back and either rapes me again or kills me. 

 

It took all the strength I had to send that text. Spots are starting to cross my vision as I'm just trying not to black out again. I'm too weak to fight him even if I could get the cuffs off because I haven't eaten in a couple of days. 

 

The last time I ate was lunch on Thursday and if I remember right it was Sunday night. We got to take Friday off giving us a three day weekend. I know he told me last night he would be back after he got off work but I didn't know when or if he had changed his plans.

 

So he doesn't find out what I did if he came back before a hero found me, I shut my phone off and got back onto the bed. Time felt like it was frozen while waiting to see what would happen. I was in too much pain to keep moving and my wrists were cut deep from me yanking on them.

 

I couldn't stop crying, I just wanted to die, not exist anymore, I knew I didn't deserve All Might's power. He would want me to give it to someone Worthy now that he will see how weak and pathetic I really am.

 

Everything hurt and I was just so dizzy every movement made my head hurt and caused black spots to dance around my vision. I felt so gross, I had blood and cum everywhere. As I weekly struggle to escape his voice keeps running through my head.

 

(You're my whore, you belong to me, my precious cum dumpster. You were made to pleasure me. Stretching around my dick like it was supposed to. Is my play thing enjoying me inside him. Your squeezing around your master's dick with every thrust. Is my pet trying to milk its master for my cum. I'm your master now and you will never forget it or your place. You're only allowed to cum for your master and only when I let you. Look now I have to punish you filthy slut.)

 

'I'm so worthless, how did this happen, I didn't like it please just let me die.'

 

I started thinking about things like this after the first "love making" as he called it. Why me why did he pick me out of everyone. He would gag me so he can make me scream till I can't make more than a whisper before removing it and making me beg. 

 

'why can't I just die. please, let me die.'

 

Time passed as I disassociated it could have been five minutes or five hours since I sent my sos. I heard the door open and I wanted to scream out, that I'm upstairs but the gag he left in my mouth from last night's torture wouldn't let me and I didn't know who was there. I start shaking because I think it is him again and I can't run or fight leaving me at his mercy.

 

'no more please no more.'

 

The footsteps reached the top of the stairs, and I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the worst. A sob escaped my lips as I waited for the inevitable, my entire body trembling uncontrollably. In that moment, I truly believed that death would be a welcome release from the never ending torment I found myself in.

 

But even in my darkest moment, a flicker of defiance ignited within me. He hadn't broken me yet, and I refused to let him win. If this was to be the end, I would face it with my head held high, my spirit unbroken. No matter what happened next, I would never stop fighting, even if it was just in my mind.

 

I took a deep, shuddering breath, steeling myself for whatever was about to come. The footsteps stopped outside my bedroom door, and I could hear the faint rustling of clothing. My heart felt like it might explode in my chest as I braced for the door to open.

 

I can hear muffled voices from more than one person. I was so scared he brought others to use me too. The bedroom door flung open and I see Aizawa-sensei rush to my side as soon as his golden glowing eyes lands on me. I see him blink as he reaches out towards my all might themed sheet.

 

I see the fear in his eyes as he pulls the sheet to cover my lower half while yelling for present Mic and midnight. Eraserhead pulls out a lock picking kit out of his utility belt before working on the cuffs. He removes them carefully from my bloodied wrists and something happens my eyes feel weird and itchy as my hair starts standing up like it's floating more than its usual poof. It was standing straight up not fluffy. 

 

I look at eraserhead to see him step back for a second looking at me with a look I can't place. It's hard to see his face with all the tears, sweat and other stuff covering my eyes making me blink. I want to say something, anything but through the gag all I can manage is a mmmm.

 

Aizawa

 

As soon as I take the cuffs off my student I see his eyes glow bright gold and his hair stands straight up and it surprises me causing me to take a step back. I quickly regain my neutral expression and jump back into action as soon as I hear him trying to talk but it's muffled by a horrendous gag.

 

I first take the gag out of his mouth and throw it to the side before picking midoriya up still covered with the sheet tucking it under him. I ran out of his room, down the stairs, out the front door, and put him on a stretcher the EMTs just brought out.

 

Midoriya is hysterical trying to get up as he's frantically looking around for something or someone. I place my hand on his shoulder lightly pushing him back down onto the stretcher.

 

"Midoriya please," I said. "stay still they need to get you to the hospital. The other heroes and police officers are searching the house for the man who did this and your mother. But right now you are my main priority."

 

"But she's my mom. I need to save her." Izuku screamed, cried at aizawa. "Pp please sss she's all I have L left." 

 

"There's nothing you can do right now. we need to get you to the hospital now. I'm sorry." Aizawa said. Aizawa watch his student get loaded into the ambulance getting ready to go. He started to turn around before he heard.

 

"NO, please sensei, aizawa-sensei, don't leave me," Izuku cried out reaching out for me in clear desperation and fear clear on his face desperate to not be left alone with strangers. "Please, dddddd don't leave."

 

I turned back to midoriya seeing him reach for me out of my peripheral. I can see he is on the verge of a panic attack with fear on his face and in his eyes. I jump in the ambulance with him after glaring at the EMT who was opening his mouth to object and carefully grab his hand to show him I'm right here.

 

"I'm right here. Midoriya breathe in slowly and hold it. okay, now breathe out slowly." I can see him relax a little and his breathing is slowly going back to normal. "Good you're doing good just listen to my voice. I'm right here, you're safe." 

 

 I talk softly to him reassuring him that he's safe. After we get to the hospital and straight into a room the doctor comes in.

 

   "My name is Dr.kanaki what is your name young man? Sr?" The Dr asked.

 

   "Ii izuku mm midoriya" I hear midoriya say in a small voice.

 

   "I'm aizawa, midoriya's teacher and pro hero eraserhead." I say showing her my hero license. She walks up to Midoriya with a needle filled with something. Midoriya starts to panic when he sees her walking towards him.

 

  I stopped her and asked "what are you giving my student?" I demand.

 

   "Just some painkillers to make the next part less painful on him." Dr.Kanaki tells me.

 

   "www what do you mean next ppp part?" Midoriya asks in a shaky whisper.

 

Izuku

 

I'm giving the painkillers and I'm getting so very tired but I'm too scared to sleep. The doctor said before the next step of treatment she needs to know a few things. I don't want to talk it hurts but I know I have to.

 

  She starts "where are you hurting? were you raped? where were you hurt?"

 

   "Everywhere, yes, my stomach, thighs, back, throat and uuummm" I say I can't finish because it's too gross and embarrassing.

 

 "Okay, I'll be right back. I'm going to get everything set up to have a rape kit done." Dr.Kanaki informs us.

 

 "NO, no please no." I cried out.

 

 "Midoriya I'm sorry but the doctor needs to do this." Aizawa tells me in a low soft tone. "So we can put him away and keep him in jail. I can stay by your side so you feel safer or leave if you don't feel safe or comfortable with me in the room." 

 

 The doctor leaves and I just sit there I'm not moving or talking I just can't. So many things are going through my mind.

 

'is my mom okay? Am I going to get kicked out of UA? Did they find him? Is he arrested? Is he going to find me again?'

 

I can't look at aizawa sensei I'm too afraid to see the disappointed look he shirley has. I'm a hero in training for crying out loud but I couldn't save myself. I start crying again and aizawa gently reaches over to grasp my hand squeezing it lightly to reassure me everything will be okay that he will be there every step of the way.

 

Aizawa

 

I look at him and see he's so scared, he's so scared and ashamed he can't even look at me. He started crying again and I wanted to hug him and tell him everything will be okay but I didn't want to scare him more so I gently squeezed his hand. 

 

Thankfully it did the trick and he is lightly sobbing as tears run down his bruised and freckled face. the sobbing slowed turning into slight hiccups before he was able to fully calm down.

 

 The doctor came back in with a nurse. The nurse takes a blood sample before the other tests. The doctor then asked if he was assaulted orally and to my horror he nods yes. The nurse carefully took out a swab and had him tilt his head back slightly before inserting the swab into the back of his throat to get a sample for evidence. 

 

While they are collecting the sample he starts to gag which makes me wince and I feel like my skin is crawling with bugs. "It's okay, this part is almost over. you're doing good." I tell him as I squeeze his hand just a little tighter letting him know I'm right here.

 

  Next, she moves his gown to reveal bruises, hickies, gashes and welts. I start to feel very nauseous looking at everything that my student has gone through, seeing the handprint on his throat, to the handprints and bruises on his inner thighs, to the hickeys on his neck and chest. Both of his wrists are bloody and will most likely leave scars. 

 

As the nurse examines his wrists, I notice her brow furrow in concern. "These cuff marks look like they were on for a prolonged period," she says, looking up at the doctor. "We'll need to keep a close eye on them for signs of infection."

 

I nod grimly, trying to suppress the anger rising inside me. To think of Izuku being restrained like that, helpless and in pain...it's too much to bear.

 

The doctor turns her attention to Izuku's torso, gently probing the various contusions and abrasions. She asks Izuku to take deep breaths as she palpates his ribcage, checking for any signs of internal damage.

 

As she works, the doctor explains the various tests they'll be running, blood work, swabs, photographs, even x-rays. "It's important we gather as much evidence as possible," she says solemnly. "In case this goes to trial."

 

I feel a lump form in my throat at her words. Trial. As if the sheer enormity of what happened to Izuku isn't enough, now he has to relive it all over again in court. It's not fair, none of this is fair.

 

The nurse moves on to examining Izuku's genitals, both external and internal. She's as gentle as possible, but I can see the strain on Izuku's face, the way his body tenses up. I want to shield him from this violation, to take away his pain, but I know I can't.

 

As the exam drags on, I find myself lost in my own dark thoughts. Thoughts of revenge, of making the person who did this pay in the most agonizing way possible. But I force myself to push those thoughts aside. Right now, Izuku needs me to be strong, to be his anchor in this storm.

 

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the doctor and nurse step back. "We're finished for now," the doctor says gently. "You did very well, Izuku. We'll give you some time to rest before we start the next round of tests."

 

Izuku just nods weakly, his eyes closed tight. I reach out and stroke his hair, wishing I could take away all the hurt and fear he's feeling.

 

As the medical team leaves the room, I let out a shaky breath. The road ahead is going to be long and difficult for Izuku. But I'll be with him every step of the way, helping him heal, supporting him in whatever way he needs.

 

I want to close my eyes or look away but he needs me right now and I can't leave him I have to stay present. Everything I am seeing I know I will never forget it's burned into my memory. I feel like I let him down. I was supposed to protect him all of my students but I failed and I hate myself for that.

 

I need to protect him and not let anything else happen to him. Throughout the whole procedure I see him shaking, trembling and crying. Seeing my happiest most upbeat student in so much pain and so fearful is breaking my heart. 

 

I'm holding back my tears as to not scare him anymore then he is already. I feel my phone go off my pocket several times but I do not even try to answer it he is my focus right now and comforting him through this.

 

After she's finally done and all the evidence has been collected. Midoriya is then placed in a wheelchair and brought to his new room.

 

"When can I go home?" Midoriya asked. The doctor tells him if the tests come out normal then tomorrow. She tells midoriya that he can get a shower and food will be brought up within the hour.

 

 "Aizawa-sensei do you have any new news on my mom?" Midoriya asked.

 

"No, nothing yet I will let you know as soon as I do. But for now you should get a shower before they bring the food in."

 

 "I'm not hungry."

 

"I know you might not be but you do need to eat. you will feel better."

 

     

 

Chapter 2: Ch. 2

Izuku

 

I started to get up, to go to the shower like I was informed I could, but my body feels so heavy, so tired. The bruises and cuts ache with every movement, a constant reminder of what happened. I take a shaky breath, willing my legs to support me, but they're jelly, refusing to cooperate.

 

I take a step forward and my knees buckle. I'm falling, falling fast, the hard tiles rushing up to meet me. But instead of slamming into the ground, strong arms catch me, holding me steady.

 

"Careful there," Aizawa's voice is calm, measured, but I can hear the concern underneath. "Let me help you."

 

Before I can protest, he's wrapped my arm around his shoulder, his own arm sliding under my armpit to support my weight. I'm vaguely aware of being half carried, half dragged into the bathroom, Aizawa's grip firm but gentle.

 

He eases me down onto the portable stool in the shower, his hands lingering on my shoulders for a moment before he steps back.

 

"Can you manage on your own?" His voice is soft, giving me an out if I need it. But I can't stand the thought of him seeing me like this, broken and exposed.

 

"Iii I got it," I manage to stammer out, my voice hoarse from disuse.

 

 "Of course," Aizawa told me as he closed the door behind him. "I will be right outside the door if you need me." 

 

I looked around the bathroom/shower it's small a sink, toilet, and the shower that's being blocked off by a curtain. I turned the water to warm. I haven't been more thankful for a shower stool than right now. I first pulled off the hospital gown and tossed it by the door. 

 

The water runs red at first, swirling down the drain like bloody tendrils. I watch it mesmerized, unable to look away from the evidence of my violation. How could someone do this to me? How could they take something so sacred, so personal, and twist it into something so brutal and painful?

 

Tears mix with the water streaming down my face as I grab the soap, scrubbing at my skin with frantic strokes. I need to wash him off me, to scrape away every last trace of his touch. But no matter how hard I scrub, I can still feel him there, his hands gripping my thighs, his mouth forcing itself on mine.

 

I scrub until my skin is red and raw, until the water running off me is clear. But I still don't feel clean. I still feel dirty, tainted, like his touch has seared itself into my very soul.

 

I don't know how long I have been sitting there, lost in my own head. Minutes turn to hours as I rock back and forth, trying to hold myself together. But it's no use. The memories keep coming, a never ending assault on my already battered psyche.

 

His voice, his touch, his words, they're seared into my brain, a permanent brand of my violation. I can't escape them, no matter how hard I try.

 

I scrub every spot he touched over and over till it's raw just trying to get the feeling of his hands, mouth, penis and body off of me. No matter how much I scrub the feeling of him and the itch after wouldn't go away. I'm bawling again but I can't stop I need to feel clean again. By this point I'm running out of soap but I'm in too much pain to move towards the sink to grab the second soap bar. 

 

The water started cooling down meaning I'm running out of hot water and will need to get out. I finished with quickly washing my hair before forcing myself to turn off the water and dry off. I dried myself off slowly trying to not scream out every time I hit a bruise or cut. After I'm done drying I put back on a new hospital gown that was placed on the sink even though I hate how revealing and exposed I feel in it.

 

I stumbled to the door and open it to see Aizawa sitting in a chair next to the door of the small hospital bathroom just like he said he would be. As I'm trying to walk out the door my leg spasms and gives out on me causing me to almost fall again.

 

As my body starts dropping towards the floor Aizawa caught me for a second time then proceeded to pick me up and Carry me to the bed in my hospital room. He laid me in the bed and covered me up with a thin and itchy hospital blanket. 

 

I was so cold with wet hair in a freezing room was not a good combination. After a couple of minutes I started to warm up while I tried and failed to relax.

 

'your safe, a pro is hero, no, not just a pro your teacher, Eraserhead, relax just relax he won't let anything happen.'

 

was playing on loop in my head.

 

Aizawa

 

  I move the chair next to the shower door like I promised I would before I finally pulled my phone out to see what all the texts were about. The light from the screen shined through the dimly lit room. I had several missed calls and texts. 

 

From Midnight and my husband Hizashi, so I opened the ones from zashi first. He told me that the officers found Inko midoriya's body a few blocks away stuffed in a tote at the bottom of a dumpster in an alleyway and to let him know how the little listener was doing.

 

S. He's in the shower. Can you bring him some clothes. I think the ones from his dorm room would be best. the ones from his house might be put into evidence. And I believe it was just him and his mom.

 

H. Of course I can bring him something to wear. I will stop by his dorm to pick stuff up as soon as we're done here. I can buy the other stuff for his new room at are place so you can focus on him. You can't lie to me I know that's why you mentioned that he has no place to go. Big softy.

 

S. Thank you, and Zashi, but it's not just up to me if we take him in you and oboro has a say as well. he's been through so much in such a short time. I'm thankful for the research we did when we took in Toshi. But we will need to do more extensive research to help him if that's what you both are okay with. What we know will only help so much.

 

H. @oboro wake up 

 

H. Ya, I agree he never went through anything like this just panic attacks, nightmares, and insomnia. I'll ask hound dog for help and any suggestions for reading materials. 

 

O.  What's up. Why are you guys texting so late?

 

H. Read up 

 

S. Thank you, o and as I was running through the house I saw family pictures of them on the wall. I recognized her well met her a long time ago. I think you met her that night too.

 

H. What are you talking about. What night? You got to give me more information so I know what's going on.

 

S. The night we realized we liked each other romantically. The same night I realized I was gay and not just bi. Remember at the party at the end of our first year of UA?

 

H. That was a long time ago fuck like 16 years ago. How could I forget playing 7 minutes in heaven While so drunk I  looked like I was sway dancing when I tried to walk lol best night ever I found the love of my life in my best friend.

 

H. O, wait I remember her now she was drinking a lot because she was on a "break" with her boyfriend and you two ended up in the closet in one of the first rounds of seven minutes in heaven.

 

S. Umm, yes, do you remember what I told you happened in that closet with her?

 

H. Omg, sho you fucked are student's mom.

 

O. O shit, is he okay yes we can take him in. There was never a question of course he's coming home with us.  and lmao you fucked he's mom 

 

S. Hay, in my defense he wasn't born yet. He's in the shower right now he's not doing well but he will be okay I will make sure of it.

 

S. I know you said you were okay with taking him in so he's not displaced by the system but would you be okay with us adopting him when he's eligible for adoption? I know we already have Toshi and I don't want him to feel he's being replaced.

 

H. Wait do you mean we will have two babies? Omg, yes!!! I love that little listener he's a great student and so caring. Trying to help anyone and everyone. Plus their friends Toshi will be happy to have a brother.

 

O. Sho baby we all know their friends and toshi will be over the moon with them becoming brothers the only thing we need to worry about is him trying to hunt down the man who hurt the green bean.

 

S. Yes, why do you think I call him a problem child? Okay, I'll find out more later I think he's getting out of the shower now and he might need my help walking. I will see you soon my loves ❤️

 

H. I'll be there in a few hours love you sho, oboro. Time for you to go be a dad lmao 😂 love you by ❤️

 

O.  Bye zashi,  bye sho, his dad mode activated lol. I will be back as soon as kei gets back i can't leave my sister here by her self in her current state. Love you both 💕 

 

The kid open the door and started to walk out on shaky legs but not even two steps later and he starts falling. I can see the pain on his face and his whole body is shaking. I caught him before he hit the ground picking him up and carrying him to his temporary bed.

 

The whole way to the bed I could feel his whole body trembling and shivering from either the cold, anxiety, fear or a mixture of all three. To make sure it wasn't because he was too cold I pulled up the thin blankets and tucked him in. Not even a minute after getting him settled a nurse knocked on the door before entering.

 

I looked over to the kid and he was shaking even worse so I sat down in the chair next to his bed and rubbed his back up and down. As I am rubbing his back I tell him that it's just the nurse he's okay, no one can hurt him. Midoriya finally calms down as a nurse explains that she's putting in an IV. 

 

He flinches as she's putting it in and soon after he's given more painkillers and he starts to drift off to sleep. I just sat there in the chair asking her some questions.

 

"When can he be discharged?" 

 

 "Tomorrow maybe the day after. Depending on his test results."

 

 "What test are you running on him?"

 

 "We need to see how malnourished and dehydrated he is, making sure the drug in the cuffs wasn't harmful to his body, checking for STDs, checking any other drug that may be in his system, and lastly to see how much pain he is in tomorrow. If it's too bad he needs to stay here and rest moving could harm him more."

 

"STDs he could have gotten anything, OMG, I didn't even think of that."

 

"Please calm down. If he has one let's just be hopeful it's one that can be cured by taking a pill or simple as a shot. He is going to be okay. I understand this is hard and stressful but please keep your voice down he needs to rest."

 

"When will his test results come in?" He says trying to calm himself down. But his hands are still shaking and his mind is racing.

 

"Most of the tests should come in by noon tomorrow. But he will need to come back in two weeks for another blood test to check for STDs again. It can take one to two weeks for it to show up on any test.."

 

"Okay" Is all i can say. His voice was shaking and he had tears in his eyes. He hated crying it just made his dry eyes hurt more but he couldn't help but shed tears over the weekend's events, this was his student he was supposed to protect.

 

A child! 

 

Yes, he was training to be a hero but he was STILL a child. The nurse left shortly after and now he was left in the dark room with a sleeping child and his thoughts. He tried to distract himself by looking around the room. It wasn't really big, it had a sink in the corner, a built in couch underneath the window.

 

'thank whatever deity is out there that they are on the 5th floor in the hero ward. I really don't want to deal with a kidnapper tonight at the hospital if he wanted to get midoriya back. He better hope the police find him before me but not tonight, tonight midoriya needs all of my attention that bastard will be dealt with later.'

 

he thought. He didn't want him to be hurt again and he needed the kid to feel safe. I started to drift off to sleep and the nightmares begin.

 

FLASHBACK

 

  I'm in the kitchen pouring me another cup of coffee. Shadow my overly loving kitten rubbing against my leg begging for attention. I think this knowing full well if I bend down to pet her she will run and hide. 

 

I hear my loving husband and annoying best friend Nemuri talking about how much trouble Zashi's class is having on his surprise spelling test. In English. I go and flop down on the couch resting my head on Zashi's lap. Nemuri is in her hero outfit because she is going on patrol soon hizashi's hair still up from earlier he had gotten back from patrol less than an hour ago. 

 

I'm glad his jacket is off so I don't have to worry about his spikes hurting me or the couch. I start to drift off with how tired I am but before I could fall asleep I hear my phone going off. I look at the time on the phone first it's 8:00 p.m. 

 

Who could be texting at this time of night? I open it to see problem child texting me so I opened up the text with just a location and an SOS. 

 

SHIT!

 

I jump up telling the others to get ready that midoriya is in trouble again. In minutes we are on our way. It only takes about 20 minutes to get there but we are panicking because so much could happen in 20 minutes. 

 

I jump out of the car before it's fully stopped, running to the front door I twist the knob hoping the door will open. The door is locked so I brace myself as I break it down as soon as the door swings open Midnight and Mic are right behind me having finally caught up. I look around quickly I see the stairs to the second floor. I yell at them to check the rest of the house downstairs. 

 

As I'm running I see pictures on the walls of the midoriya's and my eyes go wide as I recognized a picture of her. I have met her before. I have met this woman that might be in trouble who is also my student's mother. I hear some muffled noises in a room to my left.

 

I throw open the door to see my student naked and bleeding cuffed to HIS bed. My eyes sees the dark almost black bruises shaping his bair hips trailing up to the hickeys on his nipples.  

 

A but plug still on the bed with blood and semen covering it. Omg, I run over to him and fling a sheet over his lower half before picking the cuffs. As soon as the cuffs broke his eyes started to Glow bright gold and his hair went straight up.

 

END OF FLASHBACK

 

  I woke up drenched and sweating and it took me a couple seconds to realize where I was and why. I yanked my head up to check on midoriya and he's still sleeping but not peacefully he looks to be in pain. 

 

I checked the time it's barely 2:00 a.m. and I grown and close my eyes again but sleep doesn't come. I keep thinking about what happened and his glowing eyes

 

'Could that be a side effect of removing the cuffs? Was there some type of drug that could have caused it and if so could it harm him? Crap I forgot to let Nezu know what happened.'

 

I thought then I pulled out my phone and texted nezu. Not expecting a text back until morning.

 

A. I won't be at school tomorrow I'm at the hospital with one of my students. Izuku Midoriya. He sent me his location around 8:00 p.m. and when we arrived he was cuffed to his bed. The police found his mother's body several blocks away. He looks like he was captured soon after leaving school and he was beaten, cut and raped. The nurse said he would be released either today or tomorrow. 

 

I closed the phone and closed my eyes to try and sleep but as soon as I was drifting off I got a text.

 

N. Thank you, for informing me of the situation please stay there with him till he gets released. Your classes will be covered. I will be holding a teacher's meeting and handing out information and packets that can help midoriya when he returns. This way the staff will be more prepared for his return and if/when he needs help. Has his family been informed and a relative been put in place to pick him up?

 

A. No, he has no other family it was just him and his mother. I have talked to Mic and cloud and they agreed we will take him in so he doesn't go into the system and is taken out of UA. He deserves to feel safe and so the rest of his life isn't taken away from him as well. UA put a clause in the paperwork all the parents signed when allowing them in the dorms giving the school a small amount of custody over the students. That will help keep him in school. 

 

N. Sounds like a plan I will contact the courthouse as soon as they open and get the paperwork sent to you and copy's sent to shirakumo. Aizawa don't worry he is tough and will pull through.

 

A. Thank you, and I will be back at school as soon as possible.

 

N. Don't worry just focus on your student. He is what matters right now. I'm giving you the week off to help him adjust and heal. Either you or yamada will be staying with him dearing this trying week. Good night

 

I put my phone away again and try to sleep but as soon as my eyes closed midoriya was waking up.

 

Chapter 3: Ch. 3

   Izuku

 

 I wake up in a dark room and I can't remember where I am. I start to panic and frantically look around as I try to sit up in a very uncomfortable bed. I hear someone next to me move so I whip my head around to see who it is. My eyes take a second to adjust to the darkness in the room but I see it's Aizawa.

 

'O, thank goodness, it's just Aizawa-sensei'

 

I think. He moves his chair closer to the bed and moves his hand behind me to start rubbing up and down my exposed back and before whispering

 

"You're safe, I got you, just listen to my voice and slowly breathe in for three seconds and out slowly. In hold for three seconds and out slowly. I'm here, do you remember where you are?"

 

After he said that everything started coming back to me and I started trembling and nod that I remember. "That's good" he said to me

 

"Please ppp please don't lll leave me." I managed to stutter out. I'm petrified that he will abandon me once he knows how dirty and used I am. "I'll be good I promise ju ju just pp please don't leave me." 

 

"I'm not going anywhere I'm staying right here with you." I tell myself I want him not to touch me but my body just melted into his touch. I started to relax, my battered body slowly stops trembling but now I realize how much pain I am truly in.

 

"Owe owe" I cried out.

 

"Are you okay? what's the matter? are you in pain? where do you hurt? do I need to get the nurse?" Aizawa says so fast I can barely keep up.

 

"Ii I hurt please mm make it s stop." I stutter out with tears in my eyes threatening to fall. Aizawa quickly pushes the red call button on the bed to inform a nurse that we need help.

 

"Yes, what can I help you with?" 

 

"Midoriya is in a lot of pain and he needs more painkillers!" Aizawa tells the voice of the nurse.

 

"Okay, I will send a nurse in right away."

 

As we wait a couple of minutes for a nurse to bring in something to take the pain away aizawa keeps rubbing my back trying to help me calm down because I'm still having trouble breathing right. At this point I'm not sure if my shortness of breath is because of my raised anxiety or what my attacker did to me. 

 

She finally came in and scanned my medical bracelet then entered the code for the pills into the computer. After completing all those steps she hands me the pills with my cup of water.

 

"Ppp pills, please no please nnnnoooo no nooo nnnnoooo mmmm more pills." I cry out I can't, I just can't take anymore. I'm shaking like a leaf, starting to rock back and forth while pulling at my fingers.

 

"Midoriya, they're just for the pain that's all. Nothing more. But you need to take them so you can stop hurting." Aizawa-sensei tells me sternly but is full of concern. "If the pain doesn't go away you can't rest and if you can't rest it will take you three times as long to heal. If you don't get better you can't leave the hospital." 

 

"Jjj just for the pain nnnn nothing else nnoo no uuummm." I say before stopping mid sentence to ashamed to finish. 

 

I take them in a shaky hand and take them while repeating in my head just for the pain there for my pain. She gives me a smile sad smile before telling me to try and rest before she leaves the room. 

 

I slowly and carefully lay back down with aizawa-sensei's help. I have tears in my eyes when I realize that I really needed to hug him I needed to know he's here with me and I'm safe.

 

"Sensei uuumm can I ask you something?" I ask scared of his answer. I really don't want to be a bigger burden than I am already all because I couldn't protect myself.

 

"Yes," He asked me. "what is it midoriya?" 

 

"Well umm I just ummm. Will you hold me. I understand if that's too much to ask for and you will say no." I started mumbling freaking out that I made him angry towards me. 

 

I don't want him to hate me anymore then he does I know I'm the problem child always causing him problems and getting into trouble. "I probably made you mad and uncomfortable I'm sorry. I just. Never mind I'm sorry forget that I said anything. Please don't be mad at me." 

 

"Midoriya, stop mumbling." After he said that I'm in shock and he starts to get up and I snap out of my dazed and confused state. 

"I'm not mad at you and yes I can hold you till you fall asleep." 

 

I then carefully move over giving him room. He lays down next to me on the bed, gently pulling me to his chest and holds me tight in his strong and protective arms. 

 

I rest my head on his chest so I can lesson to his heart beat and grab his hero outfit for dear life as I feel the pain slip away along with my consciousness.

 

"Thank you aizawa-sensei. I'm just so afraid of being alone." I managed to say before I'm completely out. "I'm so so sorry for all the trouble I caused all of you." 

 

Aizawa

 

I hear

 

"thank you, aizawa-sensei. I'm just afraid of being alone." I hear his breathing start to slow. "I'm so so sorry for all the trouble I caused all of you." 

 

I'm about to say it's okay it's no trouble he needed help before I see he's already asleep. I stay still keeping my breathing even hoping it will help him stay relaxed.

 

I'm about to say it's okay it's no trouble he needed help before I see he's already asleep. I stay still keeping my breathing even hoping it will help him stay relaxed.

 

'what did he mean by no more pills.'

 

That thought stabbed through the haze of exhaustion and burrowed deep. 

 

'Was he drugged and if so what the fuck was he given?'

 

I close my eyes briefly, bile raising the back of my throat.

 

'Could he have gotten addicted to it if we hadn't saved him? What was the drug that he's so scared of?'

 

I didn’t want to know the answer. Not really. But my brain wouldn't stop. Wouldn't shut up. Wouldn't let me sleep. The question played on a loop like a broken record, skipping on that same line: 

 

'What was the drug? Why is he so scared of it?'

 

It wasn’t just fear I saw in his eyes earlier.

 

It was terror. A dread that rooted itself deep and had been there for longer than I wanted to admit.

 

All of these thoughts played on loop in my mind. After about 10 minutes I think he's fully asleep and I can get up. As I try to remove his hands from my hero outfit I've realized that he still has a really tight grip and I could wake him if I moved.

 

So I sighed and decided to close my eyes and sleep I'm not going anywhere anytime soon.

 

I didn’t know how much time had passed when I was jerked awake by the soft creak of the door opening. My instincts flared, heart jumping into my throat. I kept still, eyes sharp as I scanned the entrance.

 

Was someone trying to sneak in? Was he in danger again?

 

My grip tightened protectively around the sleeping child.

 

Then I saw him.

 

That familiar mess of long blond hair, the half zipped hoodie, and the bags hanging from one wrist.

 

My husband. Loud, loyal, furious.

 

Zashi stepped in silently, for once, the usual bounce in his step completely absent. His eyes landed on us, and his whole body seemed to deflate for a moment. He crossed the room in a few long strides, setting the bags down quietly by the table, then bent over me.

 

He kissed my forehead.

 

Warm. Familiar. Grounding.

 

"What time is it?" I ask in a whisper as to not wake up the sleeping child.

 

"4:30 a.m. ish." Zashi replies. 

 

He turned away, moved to the chair I’d abandoned earlier. It still had the impression of my weight in it. Zashi flopped down, hard. The moment he hit the seat, a thunderstorm crossed his face.

 

Jaw clenched.

 

Eyes sharp.

 

Shoulders pulled tight like a bowstring about to snap.

 

He was seething.

 

“Are you okay?” I asked softly, watching the way his hands gripped his knees. His nails were digging into the denim of his jeans.

 

Zashi didn't answer right away. He looked at the kid sleeping against my chest, eyes softening just a touch before going hard again.

 

Then, in a whisper that sounded more like a growl, he said, “I want to find who hurt the little listener and DJ punch him over and over until he stops moving. Stops breathing. Or fucking...” he clenched his jaw, trembling, “even living.”

 

His voice dropped lower, raw with emotion.

 

“I want to scream until their eardrums burst.”

 

My stomach twisted. Not at the words. No, I understood the rage too well.

 

That helpless fury. The overwhelming need to do something. To fight back against what had already been done. 

 

"Not without me. I can't get the images of his room and what was done to him out of my head. I want to vomit from what I saw. The state I found him in is going to haunt me for the rest of my life and it broke my heart."

 

Zashi reached over and grabbed my free hand and gave it a light squeeze.

 

"I'm sorry I know this has been harder on you. You have been here with him through all of it. I'm just so so fucking mad."

 

"I almost threw up more than once. What was on him should have never been there and when they were swabbing the inside of his throat he gagged making my stomach flip I had to take several deep breaths. I felt and feel so useless I couldn't do anything but hold his hand and tell him it would be over soon. Zashi, he disassociated when they moved lower to collect semon samples from" I trail off.

 

"Sho, baby that's all you could do." I'm reassured. "You did everything you could do to make him feel safe. Letting him know you are there and won't leave him, won't abandon him. He must have been so scared but you just being there can mean so much to someone who has been through hell." 

 

After that I start to nod off again as my husband lets me he just sits there in thought. I'm dreaming again but just parts of what happened this time like in a third person kind of way.

 

FLASHBACK

 

I'm looking at myself moving through midoriya's room. It's all in slow motion as I'm looking around I want to stop it's all too much. I see so much all might Murch everywhere. All might posters, collectibles, even and all might blanket. 

 

For a split second am glad his all might blanket was in the corner of the room away from "everything" else. There's blood all over his sheets along with other fluids. There's so much cum on this child's bed and on sed child. I want to throw up, scream, cry and more I felt dizzy. 

 

I want to leave, I don't want to see anymore. facing villains, being hit I can do but seeing this my heart wanted to stop. I see myself placing a sheet over him because he has nothing on. Trying to give him some dignity. My eyes catch a glimpse of his school uniform and underwear in a ziplock bag neatly placed on his desk. 

 

The clothing I saw him leave school in scattered on the floor. I feel my eyes go wide I want to hurl. I'm looking at two knives covered in blood his blood. There's a  collar, a shock collar, pill bottle, rope and bedroom "toys" omg. Dildos, egg vibrators, vibrating butt plugs, gaggs, gaggs shaped like dicks it looked like it was special made. 

 

What did he go through I keep thinking as I'm following myself down the stairs and out of the house. As I'm putting him on the stretcher it hits me like a brick to the face. I slept with his mother 16 years ago and he's 15. My mind is trying to catch up but Im being dragged awake.

 

END OF FLASHBACK

 

 

Hizashi

 

I have been sitting here for a while trying to calm down enough to rest before the little guy wakes up. My mind is racing, blood boiling, I feel scared for him and so so very angry at who hurt him. 

 

I'm trying to think of the positives, we saved him, and I didn't have to worry about someone staying with Toshi thanks to having the dorm system at school. As I'm finally ready to get some rest I see sho have a nightmare. 

 

I need to wake him before he wakes up midoriya so I lightly shake his shoulder whispering in his ear.

 

"Sho, sho hay wake up." I say and lightly shake his shoulder. His eyes snap open and he's breathing heavily until he sees me. I see him visibly relaxed so I take that moment to ask what he was dreaming about

 

"I was looking around his room like in third person it was in slow motion me going to him I saw more details that I never wanted to remember. That I remember how he looked after the cuffs were removed." Shota tells me. I was shocked at what he had dreamed I figured he would have nightmares about it but I was hoping for the best and this was not it. "After I watched myself put him on the stretcher it hits me. He's 15 zashi fucking 15." 

 

"Ya," I say. "He's so young for this to happen it should have never happened." 

 

"No, that's not what I meant. Think about it he's 15 I slept with his mom at the party 16 years ago."

 

"O shit, you don't mean." I whisper yelled.

 

"Shhhh, don't wake him and yes," He starts rambling while freaking out more and more. I need to calm him down now or he will wake midoriya up crap. "I mean oh God, could he be mine oh my God he could be mine." 

 

"Sho, shhh, calm down you don't know for sure and freaking out right now won't change anything." I managed to say. "Plus he needs to rest and being woken up will not help him. We will figure it out later right now he just needs support." 

 

"You're right I know you are right." Sho says trying to slow his breathing back to normal. "Right now he just needs us to support him okay yeah yeah okay." 

 

Chapter 4: Ch.4

Aizawa

 

I was in a sitting position on the bed not realizing how far away I had shifted from the sleeping kid. I'm not really sure how it happened since when zashi had first arrived he still had a tight grip on my outfit. 

 

It has only been a few minutes since I was able to calm down from the shocking possibility of me being a biological father all these years to one of my students. I hear midoriya whimper and then start to move in his sleep I realize that he's having a nightmare. 

 

Careful, slow, measured, like I was approaching a wounded animal, I eased back down onto the mattress. The moment I was close enough, I reached out and wrapped an arm around him again, pulling him gently toward my chest, placing him just where he had been before Zashi had joined us earlier.

 

He didn’t wake, but his breathing hitched as he unconsciously clung to me again. This time, there was no fist in my shirt, just his forehead tucked beneath my chin, and his arms trembling where they rested near my ribs.

 

I start to rub my hand up and down his back try to soothe him and hoping it pulls him out of The nightmare before it wakes him up because he needs all the sleep he can get. it seems to relax him to some degree but he's still shaking ever so slightly. 

 

I see his hair in his face covering his eyes so I ran my fingers through it moving it out of the way pulling it behind his ears. 

 

As I was moving it the motion seemed to calm him down even more so I moved my hand through his hair a few more times to see if I can get him to drift back into a soothing dreamlike state. 

 

By the fifth time I combed my fingers gently through his hair, Midoriya was fully still. Quiet. Curled against me like he’d been there for years.

 

His cheek rested against my chest, just above my heartbeat, and I could feel the warmth of his breath through my shirt.

 

For now… he was okay.

 

"How are you so good at this?" Zashi asked me. "you comforted him right away."

 

"I don't know. I just automatically started rubbing his back earlier and it worked so I just did that again." I tell him truthfully. "I then moved his hair out of his face and it seemed to relax him so I went with it."

 

---------------time skip 7:40A.M.-----------------

 

I woke up again, this time not because of a nightmare or a noise… but because my bladder had declared war.

 

I blinked groggily, the sterile white glow of the hospital room still dimmed by the soft night lighting. My body was stiff from sleeping in the same position too long, limbs aching from cradling a much smaller, much more fragile form against my chest for hours.

 

I sighed softly and began the slow, delicate art of detaching a trauma ridden teenager from my torso without waking him.

 

It was harder than I expected.

 

I peeled his fingers gently away, one by one, moving at a snail’s pace. He shifted once, muttered something incoherent under his breath, and then slumped deeper into sleep. My heart clenched, just for a second, at the trust that took, even unconscious.

 

Once I was sure he wouldn’t wake, I slid out from under the blanket and stood up, stretching carefully to avoid popping any joints. My lower back protested with a crack. I winced.

 

'Bathroom first. Then caffeine.'

 

The bathroom was quiet, sterile, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead like a wasp trapped behind glass. After washing my hands and splashing some cold water on my face, I looked at myself in the mirror.

 

Hair is a mess. Eyes bloodshot. Under eye bags are more pronounced than ever. I looked like I hadn’t slept in a week, which, emotionally, felt accurate.

 

I dried my hands and stepped out, heading toward the nurses station a few doors down the hall. My socks were nearly silent on the linoleum floor, the hospital’s overnight hush wrapping around me like a fog.

 

“Excuse me,” I murmured to the nurse behind the desk. She looked up from her paperwork, blinking.

 

“Is there anywhere I can get a cup of coffee?” I asked, barely above a whisper.

 

She nodded, pointing down the hall. “There’s a break room two doors down on the right. Coffee machine’s inside.”

 

I gave her a grateful nod and made my way there.

 

The room was quiet and empty, humming faintly with the hum of a vending machine and the low rumble of a mini fridge. The coffee machine was old, but functional. I popped a pod in and leaned on the counter as it sputtered to life, pouring out what I hoped would be even remotely drinkable.

 

Once it finished, I grabbed a second cup too, these things were never big enough, and I had the distinct feeling I was going to need all the caffeine I could get if I wanted to survive this hell storm of a week.

 

I made my way back to the room, easing the door open gently with my shoulder so I didn’t spill either cup. The soft lighting hadn’t changed, casting a faint golden hue over the scene inside.

 

Zashi had curled onto his side, one arm resting protectively near Midoriya’s frame. They looked peaceful, both of them. Bruised emotionally, maybe, but not broken. Not tonight.

 

I didn’t want to risk disturbing either of them by reclaiming my spot on the bed, so I settled into the couch again, careful not to slosh my coffee. It was lukewarm at best but it was caffeine.

 

My life juice.

 

I took a long, hot sip and exhaled, feeling it burn down my throat in a way that actually felt good.

 

'This depresso needs an espresso to get through this shit show.'

 

I thought wryly, taking another drink. I leaned back into the couch, closed my eyes briefly, and just tried to breathe.

 

The cup was halfway empty when it happened.

 

Midoriya bolted upright with a scream.

 

Not a shout. Not a startled noise.

 

A full body, soul tearing, agonizing scream.

 

My cup hit the table with a dull thud, forgotten as I was on my feet in an instant, the couch cushion barely rebounding before I was at the side of the bed. My hand found his shoulder, the other reaching instinctively to cradle the back of his neck as I leaned in close.

 

“Kid, hey, hey, it’s okay. You’re safe. You’re safe.”

 

Zashi startled awake with a sharp inhale, eyes wide, arms already reaching out as he scrambled upright. He looked between us, heart in his throat, the panic on his face almost mirroring my own.

 

Midoriya didn’t seem to hear me at first. His eyes were wild and unfocused, chest heaving, fists clenched in the blankets like he was still fighting something none of us could see.

 

The door opened fast, a nurse rushing in less than thirty seconds after the scream echoed down the hall. Her eyes swept the room, landing on the boy first, then me.

 

“What happened?”

 

“Nightmare,” I said quickly, voice low but sharp. “A bad one. He’s not fully awake yet.”

 

She nodded, already moving to check the monitors, murmuring something calming. I focused on Midoriya, my hands steady even as my heart thundered in my chest.

 

“It’s okay,” I said again, softer now. “You’re not there. You’re with us. You’re safe.”

 

I didn’t know if he could hear me but I was going to keep saying it until he did.

 

"Shh, it's okay. Your safe now. It was just a dream. I've got you." I repeat over and over till he slowly stops shaking and is breathing evens out. "Shh. Listen to my voice slowly breathe in, good now hold it for 3 seconds one, two, three, good, slowly breathe out great, okay, again in count to three out." 

 

As I'm whispering this he's sobbing hysterically and starting to hyperventilate.

 

"Izuku, listen to my voice can you tell me five things you can see?" I asked him in a low calming tone. He's having a panic attack.

 

As I'm holding him and talking to him in a soft low tone I rub his back but it only slightly helps. So I hold his head against my chest and rub his hair back over and over to my surprise this works much faster than I expected. In minutes he's calming down.

 

"I sss see, mmm mic, you, ttt the blanket, the ddd door, and mmm my hhh hands." He finally whispers.

 

"That's good," I ask him. "You're doing so good, now can you tell me four things you can feel?" 

 

"Iii i feel the ssshhh sheets, yy your arms, the IV and and tthh the pillow." he tells me.

 

"Okay, now what are three things you can hear?"

 

"Umm your voice, yyoo your heart and noise outside the dddoo door."

 

"You're doing good, now what are two things you can smell?" I feel him relaxing a lot more and I'm just so so thankful I learned this when we took in Toshi.

 

"You, and my my breath."

 

"What is one thing you can taste?"

 

"Blah, too much I can taste too much. I think I'm okay now www well at least bb better. Thank you, thank you, so much." I just smile.

 

"I think that's a good idea.

 

I then look up to see the look of fear in Zashi's eyes he's trying not to cry and so am I. The nurse asks midoriya if he is in pain and he gives her a small nod before burying his head into my chest trying to hide from everyone and everything.

 

Izuku

  

The nurse left to get painkillers for me. I'm hiding my face from my teachers I don't want to see the look of disappointment I'm sure they both have. I hear mic try and talk to me but I'm in so much pain his voice is muffled. 

 

His voice sounds like I'm hearing it though cotton stuffed ears. A few minutes later she comes back and hands me some pills after scanning my bracelet and entering it into the computer again.

 

I choke while gagging on the tiny pill because my throat still hurts/swollen and is slightly dry but if I don't push through I won't stop hurting and I would disappoint them again. She leaves soon after letting me know they will be back within the hour to change my bandages.

 

I had to sit back on the bed to take the pills so I'm now looking down at my scarred hands to avoid their eyes. Aizawa put his hand under my chin making me look up at him.

 

"Are you okay?" He asks me his tone oh so gentle. I don't see disappointment in his eyes just worry. I'm shocked I was so sure they would be disappointed, mad or grossed out by me.

 

"I, umm ya," I asked afraid of the answer. "You're not mad or disappointed in me?"

 

"Why would we be little listener?" Mic ask me making me jump a little.

 

"I, well I couldn't protect myself." I say as tears start running down my cheeks like little Rivers. "I'm supposed to be training to be a hero but I needed to be saved." 

 

"Hey, none of that even heroes needs help sometimes." Aizawa tells me. "This happened to you but you didn't do anything wrong. Your just a child izuku yes, a teen but still a child. He is an adult and took advantage of that fact." 

 

I grip my hair tighter, tugging at it in frustration and self loathing. Aizawa-sensei gently pries my hands away, placing them on my lap. "But I'm weak, gross, useless, I I just grrr."

 

"Please don't talk like that." Aizawa asked. "You're not weak, useless or gross, why would you think that you're gross?" 

 

"Bb because he said so." I whisper my answer before realizing what I have said. I quickly clamp my hands over my mouth.

"Hhheee said that is all I'm good for is to make hhh him and others ff ffff feel good. To take his ddd dick and to be pppp pumped full of his ccc cum. To carry his babys. That I'm now dirty and no one wants a dirty fucking whore. He even had names for mmm me."

 

I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to block out the memories, but they're seared into my brain. The cruel words, the degrading names, the way he used me like a toy...

 

Aizawa's hand on my shoulder brings me back to the present. He's sitting beside me on the bed, his face a mask of anger and concern.

 

"He is wrong mido, izuku," Aizawa speaks in a low calming tone. "What he did to you isn't right. It's your body not anyone else's if you don't mind telling us what he did, what he called you." 

 

It takes me a few seconds to understand what he told me. I slowly put my hands back into my lap.

 

"He he called me his like he owned me." I all but whisper. "Told me I was HIS whore. And I was his precious ccc cum dumpster. He said he was going to break me in before letting others fff fuck me if he didn't decide to have a quirk used on me so he could bbb bbbrrr breed me. Keep me knocked up and filled with my mmmm mmm mas masters ccc cccuuu cummm. To birth his bastered children." 

 

"O MY GOD, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH HIM. YOU DON'T...." Mic was yelling.

 

When he yelled it scared me and I yanked my head up looking at him I could feel my eyes start to itch and my hair started to defy gravity.

 

Aizawa

 

I'm looking at izuku as he's telling us what that creep had told him. As soon as he's done talking mic yells but before I can turn and use my quirk to stop his loudness it stopped. 

 

I see izuku's eyes shining like gold gemstones and his hair floating again and I was shocked to say the least. 

 

He's looking at zashi with his glowing eyes and see him start to freak out I calmly tell him to blink and take a deep breath. As he does his hair goes back to its normal Messy bush like hair. Izuku brings his hands up and rubs at his eyes.

 

"Izuku, are you okay? what's wrong?" I frantically ask him.

 

"Itchy, my eyes hurt some and itch so bad." He informs me. I look at my husband who has a look of disbelief before I pushed the nurses button.

 

"Do you need anything?" The voice of the nurse asks.

 

"Yes, can you send the nurse in here and bring some eye drops please." I asked as calmly as I can muster.

 

"Okay, be right there." Then the speaker is turned off.

 

"What is happening to me Aizawa-sensei?" Izuku asked me with a little panic in his voice as he looks at me in the eyes.

 

"I think I might have an idea but I think it would be best to have the doctor run a test or two first." I inform him. Hizashi starts to say something but I silence him with a look.

  

The nurse comes in shortly and hands the kid the eye drops. He looks at them and then at me.

 

  "Uuummm, aizawa-sensei I Ii can't put anything in my eyes. Cc can you help me ppp please?" He stutters out in a small shaking voice. I take the eye drops

 

'This is going to take a while he's going to need to be able to do this himself, crap'

 

I think as I help him put two drops in each eye. He thanks me before sighing in relief. I look at the nurse and say

 

"He needs a quirk test and some blood drawn. Plus, I need to speak with his doctor right away."

 

She looks at me confused before nodding and walking out. The kid looks confused as well but before he can say anything there's a knock on the door. I see izuku panic so I scooted closer to him as he clings to me like I'm his lifeline.

 

The door opens to someone bringing in food for him. She sets the food down and leaves quickly after seeing his reaction. After she leaves he starts to calm down but is refusing to eat.

 

"You need to eat a little, little listener so you can get better." Zashi tries to convince him.

 

"Nn no, I can't eat. I'm not hungry" izuku shakes his head at us but right then his stomach lets out a loud growl.

 

He sighs knowing we heard. Finally he picked up his fork and ate a few bites. I can see him having trouble swallowing the food even though everything on his plate is soft. It wasn't much but at least he ate something.

 

After he ate about half his plate I helped him walk to the bathroom. Even with the painkillers he was having a really hard time walking and knowing why made me tear up and fill me with rage at the same time but I knew I couldn't react here not now when he needs me to be strong. To support him not scare him anymore then he already is.

 

 

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I got off the bed with izuku pleading with me to stay but I needed to use the restroom, get coffee and food for me and Zashi. I reassured him I will be right back and mic would be right there to protect him.

 

He was trembling and starting to have a panic attack but before I could walk back over to him Zashi moved to the bed and wrapped izuku in a tight comforting hug. 

 

Holding him on his lap head on his chest rubbing his hand through sweat damped messy curls and whispering to him I'll be back and that he's safe. The kid didn't try to push away so I counted that as a good start and as a win.

 

Chapter 5: Ch. 5

Aizawa

 

I close the door behind me and turn to walk down the hall towards the elevator. I hear a voice behind me calling my name so I turned around to see the doctor walking towards me with a folder in her hand

 

 "I was told you wanted to see me and wanted me to do a blood test? And a quirk test? Why?" The doctor demanded.

 

"Yes, I need a DNA test done. I also found out he has a quirk that he didn't have before. Most likely a , trauma induced one from a dormant gen." I informed her.

 

"I can't without parental consent since he is still a minor. And why would he need them done?" She asked.

 

"I will have the paperwork stating that yamada, shirakumo and I will be taking custody of izuku and he needs his new quirk documented. He is also In rolled in the hero course at UA high and the school has taken partial custody of every student that entered the dorms including midoriya. The DNA test is because of recent events that have come to light leading me to now believe there's a possibility that he may be my biological son."

 

"Okay, umm, I understand that you want these questions answered but I can't run the tests until we have the paperwork, I'm sorry." She rushed to inform me.

 

I sigh

 

 'at least I just have to wait a few hours tops before the paperwork is complete' I think.'

 

Okay, I will get you the paperwork as soon as possible."

 

I say before turning around and walking to the elevator and pushing the down button. I let out another long sigh knowing it was going to be a long very long day. As the elevator is headed down to the bottom floor or the cafeteria I pull out my phone to check the time. I let out a loud growl.

 

'it's only 8:15 a.m. the courthouse won't be open for another 15 minutes then however long it takes nezu to get the paperwork. At least he gets stuff done fast at least when it's important like this.'

 

I'm thinking as the elevator door slides open and I'm walking out. I walk into the cafeteria and grab a tray. I grab a large coffee, orange juice, fruit salad, eggs, bacon and sausage. 

 

Making sure there's plenty of food to share between my husband and me and utensils. I paid and I went back to the elevator and then went back to izuku's room.

 

I open the door to see izuku asleep, his head resting on zashi and a hideous all might plushie in his arms held tightly to his chest. The plushie is almost as big as his torso. Zashi see's me and slowly moves and lays izuku down on the bed. 

 

He walks up to me as I'm setting the food down. I feel his long, thin, but still muscly arms wrap around my waist holding me tight. I lean back into my loving husband's chest as a sigh slips out of my mouth as I rest my head on his shoulder.

 

 "I love you." I whisper to the loud blonde that I couldn't live without. He's my everything without him there would be no me and in some ways that terrifies me but I don't want it any other way.

 

"I love you too sweetheart." I hear him whisper into my ear causing Goosebumps to form on my neck and arms.

 

'I love his warmth, eyes and his voice. O, his voice I have listened to it for hours and still haven't heard enough.'

 

  I think to myself.

 

 I know this feeling of Peace won't last long so I'm going to take in every second. A few minutes later we pull away I grab his hand and lead him to the couch. we decide to eat in silence as not to wake izuku he looks more at peace now that he has his plushie but still in pain.

 

'what is his deal with all might? Crap, he has all my stuff out the ass, this is going to be a bigger adjustment than I thought. Between his all might stuff and all might himself being a part of izuku's life. Fuck it.'

 

  I'm thinking before I pull out my phone.

 

E- eraserhead. Am- all might

 

E. We need to talk.

 

Am. What is it Young Aizawa is everything okay.

 

E. No, it's about midoriya and it would be better face to face.

 

Am. What! What's wrong with young midoriya?

 

E. Meet me at xxxxxxxxxx hospital as soon as you can. it's extremely important.

 

Am. Why are you at the hospital? What is going on? Is Young midoriya okay?

 

E. All might, just get here as soon as you can I will explain everything here.

 

Am. Okay, I'm on my way I was just around the corner I'll be there in 10.

 

E. Okay, I will be in the lobby bye.

 

 I look at zashi and I lean in whispering to him that I will be back.

 

"Where are you going?" I'm asked.

 

"To the lobby to talk to all might, I will be back as soon as I can, I love you babe." I'm saying as I head out the door. I hear

 

"love you too sweetheart." As I'm closing the door behind me.

 

I get to the lobby as soon as he is walking through the front doors so I just walked straight up to him.

 

"Follow me "

 

 I tell him in my monotone voice trying to keep my voice from shaking in rage or fear I'm not sure.

 

 

All Might

 

I walked into the hospital lobby, hoping for good news, praying for it, even.

 

It was quiet this early in the morning, with only the soft buzz of vending machines and the faint shuffle of shoes against the tile. A faint antiseptic smell clung to the air, sharp and bitter. I wasn’t sure if it was the lighting or the weight of worry, but everything felt too bright and too cold.

 

Then I saw him.

 

Aizawa.

 

Storming toward me like a thundercloud with a purpose.

 

His expression was like ice and flame all at once, hard, furious, and unrelenting. There was no greeting, no hesitation, just two words, spoken with the weight of a verdict:

 

 "Follow me."

 

I blinked, startled by the tone, the command in it. But I followed without question.

 

Because I had to know.

 

Had to see if young Midoriya was okay. I had to hear it from someone who knew.

 

Even if the tight coil of dread in my gut told me that maybe, just maybe, the answer wasn’t going to be good.

 

Aizawa didn’t say another word as he marched down the hallway with crisp, angry strides. He didn’t glance back to check if I was keeping up. He didn’t have to. His silence was heavier than most men’s shouting. It filled the air between us, making it hard to breathe.

 

He led me into an empty waiting room, no lights on except the dull overhead panels casting harsh shadows on the pale walls. He stepped inside, turned, and shut the door with a soft but final click.

 

Then, he locked it.

 

I froze.

 

Something cold slid down my spine.

 

He walked over to a plastic chair, sat down slowly, deliberately, like a panther crouching before a pounce. His dark eyes never left mine.

 

So I sat too, unsure what was coming, but knowing it was serious.

 

Then he asked it.

 

"What is your relationship with midoriya?" I hear aizawa demand. Between the question and the look on his face I'm starting to sweat bullets.

 

The words weren’t loud. They weren’t theatrical. But they struck like a punch to the gut.

 

My heart stumbled in my chest.

 

"He's a student what's this about?" I deflect in a rush.

 

"Do not lie to me, something is up with the two of you." Aizawa hisses the words like venom towards me. "You are not subtle. If I find out you touched or harmed him or anything I will kill you and no one will ever find your body! I will only ask one more time what is your relationship with MY son?" 

 

The words dropped like a bomb.

 

My brain short circuited.

 

My son?

 

Midoriya is?

 

‘Oh my God.’

 

My stomach twisted into knots, sweat beading instantly at the back of my neck.

 

‘Is that what people think? Is that what this looks like? Do they think something’s wrong? Something...’

 

“No!” I said, louder than I meant to, hands coming up defensively. “No, it’s nothing like that, he’s a child, for crying out loud!”

 

I shook my head hard, horror creeping into my bones. “I would never! I mean, come on, Aizawa, you know me!”

 

“Then what is it?” he snapped, cutting me off like a whipcrack.

 

I stuttered into silence.

 

Because I knew what he was asking.

 

Not just what I wasn’t doing.

 

But what was going on between me and Midoriya.

 

Why I paid more attention to him. Why I’d pushed for him. Why I’d put my career, my health, everything on the line to train him. Why I’d looked at this broken, bright eyed boy and seen something worth saving.

 

I swallowed hard, heart pounding in my chest.

 

"It's complicated," I began, my voice rough with nerves, hands clenched in my lap. “But I met him before U.A. and wait.” I blinked, the full impact of Aizawa’s earlier words finally hitting me. “What did you say? Your son?”

 

Aizawa exhaled heavily, running a tired hand through his hair. It was the kind of sigh that carried the weight of weeks, maybe months. His shoulders slumped slightly, like the confession cost him something.

 

“Midoriya was kidnapped,” he said, voice low and flat. “Well, held hostage in his own home.”

 

My breath caught.

 

I couldn’t speak. Could barely move.

 

Aizawa looked up at me, his eyes dark and stormy. “His mother was murdered,” he added, and the words hit me like a sucker punch straight to the ribs. “And he was… uuummm… hurt.”

 

He faltered for a moment. I could see the hesitation there, the strain in his jaw, the fury behind his calm. Whatever had been done to the boy, to Midoriya, was bad. Really bad.

 

“How” he said quietly, “is not my place to say. But it was really, really bad. And when I got the cuffs off him…” he shook his head, “something happened. I think the trauma triggered a dormant gene to activate.”

 

My heart was racing now.

 

Another quirk? But how?

 

“He has a new quirk,” Aizawa confirmed, tone grim. “But here’s the complicated part.”

 

He paused again, dragging a hand down his face.

 

I leaned forward slightly, trying to keep up with everything he was telling me. “Why is him getting another quirk complicated?” I asked carefully. “And… what does that have to do with him being your son?”

 

Aizawa looked at me for a long second, then gave another one of those deep, world weary sighs.

 

“Well… first off,” he said, “Hizashi, Oboro, and I, we’re adopting him.”

 

The words made my eyes widen. My heart clenched. I couldn’t even begin to unpack what that meant. I opened my mouth, but he wasn’t finished.

 

“The second part…” he trailed off. Then shook his head and squared his shoulders, like someone readying themselves to tear off a bandage stitched too tight. “Okay. Let me start from the beginning.”

 

I nodded, staying silent.

 

“I met Midoriya-san at a party. It was at the end of my first year at U.A.,” he began, gaze distant now like he was seeing the memory. “She was there, drinking away her pain from a breakup. She didn’t talk much about it. We were just two dumb teenagers, trying to forget things for a night.”

 

He shifted uncomfortably in the seat, glancing toward the door as if expecting someone to barge in.

 

“One of the games being played was ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven.’ We both got paired up, shoved into a closet.” He looked away for a moment, voice tight. “And one thing led to another.”

 

My heart dropped to my stomach.

 

“After that night, I never heard from her again. Next day, I heard she got back with her ex and they eloped. I didn’t know who she’d been dating, just her maiden name.”

 

He took a deep breath before continuing.

 

“So when Izuku Midoriya entered my class years later… I had no idea who his mother was. Not until I ran through his house that night trying to find him.”

 

I could hardly breathe.

 

He continued, “I didn’t think much of it, until his new quirk activated. It canceled out Mic’s voice.”

 

My eyes widened. “It canceled out Present Mic’s voice?” That shouldn’t be possible. Not unless...

 

“I’m trying to get a DNA test done,” Aizawa said, cutting across my thoughts. “But they won’t run it unless I get the paperwork signed. Still… I know. I feel it. I believe that Midoriya is my kid.”

 

I stared at him, stunned.

 

“And even if he isn’t, biologically,” he added, eyes hard and unwavering, “I’m still adopting him. He’s mine. I’m his teacher, yes. But I’m going to be his parent too. And for more than one reason, I will not let him get hurt again, not if I can prevent it.”

 

He exhaled slowly, then leaned forward, eyes boring into mine.

 

“So if you don’t tell me the truth… I will keep you from him.”

 

Silence.

 

My ears rang.

 

I felt like the floor had disappeared beneath my feet, leaving me suspended in some awful void of shock and guilt and uncertainty.

 

‘What did I just hear?’ I thought, my chest tight. ‘His mother was murdered? He was kidnapped? Hurt? How was he hurt?’

 

I wanted to demand answers, to scream why didn’t you tell me sooner?! but I knew the answer already.

 

I’d been busy. I’d been gone.

 

And now everything was worse.

 

And still, through the whirlwind of emotion, one question loomed larger than everything else:

 

'How do I tell Aizawa about One For All?'

 

I dragged my hands down my face, trying to steady myself. Took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

 

“Okay,” I said quietly, meeting his eyes. “But let me explain… in Midoriya’s room.”

 

His brow rose.

 

“He needs to know that both Yamada, Shirakumo… and you know,” I said carefully. “You might not like what I have to tell you, but you need to know.”

 

Aizawa didn’t speak. He simply nodded once, slowly, then stood.

 

He unlocked the waiting room door and led me silently up the hall.

 

Without another word, we made our way to young Midoriya’s room.

 

And I prayed, for strength, for understanding, for the boy we were both trying to protect.

 

Because this secret… once spoken… could never be taken back.

 

 

Hizashi 

 

I'm on my phone scrolling through the news looking for any mention of midoriya-san's death or any mention of izuku but thankfully it was only briefly mentioned. I hear the door open so I look up to see sho and all might walk in.

 

 The door shuts a little too loud and wakes up izuku. he flings himself to a sitting position and is panicked till he sees it's just us and all might.

 

  "All Might, www what are you doing here?" I hear him ask and the look in his eyes shows he's scared but why he loves all might.

 

"Are you all right Young midoriya?" All Might asks izuku.

 

 "Uuummm, yy ya I'm okay, why are you here?" Izuku whispers between sobs. "did they tell you why I'm here? Ii I'm so so sorry. I understand if you want someone better than me to take your place. I'm so sorry I failed you." 

 

All might walks to his bed and sits down pulling izuku into a hug.

 

 "You did not fail me." All might whispers to him. "You could never. I picked you because you are strong and will be the next amazing hero. You have nothing to be sorry for. I don't know what happened Aizawa said it wasn't for him to tell but whatever happened I'm sorry I couldn't protect you my boy. I'm sorry I should have been there." 

 

"Okay," aizawa abruptly says. "Now that we are all here tell me what is going on!" 

 

I see all might freeze for a split second before sighing and sitting up on the bed.

 

"What's going on?" I hear izuku ask in a small shaky voice.

 

"My boy they need to know. At this point it's too dangerous not to tell them."

 

"But that would put them in more danger." Izuku sobbed. "And I'm not worth them being in danger. I'm not worth any of this. You should find someone else better than me I was too weak and let you down." 

 

"Young midoriya please don't talk like that. You are not weak and I don't regret anything. And it's more dangerous not to tell them."

 

  "Ooo okay, can you tell them?"

 

  "Of course."

 

 

-------Time SKIP AFTER EXPLANATION -------

 

 

  'oh my God! what I don't even know what to think about this'

 

  I think my brain hurts. First I learn my student was attacked at home, repeatedly raped, his mother killed, he got a new quirk on top of the one he can't fully control already. 

 

We are going to be adopting him after Fostering, finding out he might be my stepson not just my adopted son, and then this one for all a story about a old traveling quirk think my brain has stopped working and needs to reboot.

 

  "What the fuck all might!" I yelled at him thankfully my amazing husband grabbed a hold of my hand squeezing gently reminding me not to let my quirk slip. "He's a child and ten months is not enough training time. He breaks his bones! his bones! What were you thinking?"

 

  "I know it wasn't a lot of time but he deserved a chance." He explained. "He didn't have more time or I would have waited. He has proven he deserves to be a hero and I don't regret giving him my power. I do regret not having more time to prepare him." 

 

There was a knock on the door before anything else could be said.

 

Chapter 6: Ch. 6

Aizawa

 

The door opens right after the knock to reveal a nurse with a small stack of papers in her hand.

"I have papers for Aizawa-san and Yamada-san." She informs us.

I walk up to her and take them from her grasp and thank her. Thankfully the nurse was smart enough to bring a pen along with the paperwork. I sat the paperwork on the counter and started signing. It felt like hours of just me signing paperwork when in fact it was around 10 minutes till I was finished and then I handed the paperwork to my husband for him to complete as well.

 

  After about 20 minutes all the paperwork has been signed and filled out, dated and ready to be faxed. I was just happy to get it over with and filed.

 

Thankfully all might has been keeping izuku preoccupied so he is calm, well maybe not so much calm as he's distracted and that's a plus in my book right now. I gather up all the paperwork and walk out to the nurses station. I asked one of the nurses there if she could fax the paperwork back so I can get it all legalized as quickly as possible.

 

I stand there watching her as one by one she slides the paperwork into the fax machine and sends it off. I refuse to go back to izuku's room until I know every last paper has been sent because truthfully I'm not sure if I can trust the nurses to send it off immediately or if they will try and set it down and wait until later knowing it is an emergency that needs to be taken care of immediately.

  After the last paper was sent and faxed I pull up my phone and texted nezu to make sure that he has received them. After about a 5 minute wait he texted back letting me know it had arrived and had just been handed in and approved nezu then had a copy of the approved form for a nurse to hand over. I let out yet another deep breath and a long sigh I didn't know I was holding in.

 

Now we were his legal guardians and can protect him from the Foster system I know how they can be especially when quirks are a factor. With his quirk, a problem child, villain magnet, plus his trauma I had a gut feeling that if he was placed with unfamiliar adults something bad would happen.

 

I sigh in relief as he's safe and now we can get him the medical care he needs and the answers we all deserve. When I start to open the door to izuku's room I hear someone walking up behind me. I turn around to see who it is and I come face to Face with two police officers.

 

The first one is older maybe mid 40's bubblegum pink hair and lime green eyes. The second one has dog like features canines and a second set of ears, and a tail protruding out of his lower back.

  "I'm guessing you're here to get midoriya's statement." I asked them with an icy edge to my voice.

  "Yes, we we're told by his doctor to wait till today."

  "Okay, come in."

  I say bluntly. We walk into his room and I see izuku look up at us and as soon as he sees who walked in behind me his eyes go wide and his body starts to shake. I quickly walk over to him, sit on his bed and wrap him in a comforting hug.

As I'm hugging him the officers walk closer to his bed and tells us that only his legal guardian can be present during the interview.

"I will see you later young midoriya. Get better soon." All might says as he leaves the room.

"We are both his legal guardians. We will both be staying here and if your questioning becomes too hard on him we will stop the interview." I coldly inform them.

"I understand that but without information we can't find or arrest the perpetrator." One of the officers says.

"Right now I don't give a shit. He is who matters and I will not allow you to put him through unnecessary trauma. Plus you have his DNA." Mic snaps back at the officer who spoke.

Officer- O. Izuku- I Aizawa- A

O: Okay, midoriya can you tell me what happened over the weekend?

I: I went home after school on Thursday so I could spend time with my mom. As I got home I think she's in the kitchen because I smell food.

I hear his voice start to waiver so I hug him a little tighter and rub his back. Izuku stops and takes a deep breath trying to sturdy himself.

O: then what happened?

I: I call out to my mom ttt to let her know that I'm home and then ii I feel something hhh Sharp stick me in my shoulder then everything went black. then I wake up cuffed to my to my bb BBB bed nnnn nn nnnn naked.

As he starts crying I gently Rock him side to side to soothe him as much as I can. After a few minutes he regained some control and his cries turns to hiccups.

O: what happened after you woke up?

I: hhhh he was there aaaa and naked ttt to hhh he raped me. Hhh he fff forced some kind of pill down my throat BBB before he started.

Izuku is sobbing into my chest as I'm trying to comfort him. I sent a death glare at the officers.

O: can you tell me how many times did he rape you? Any other details?

I: I Ii I don't know oh God I don't know. Over and over and over. He used things on my iii in me. Hit me gaged me. Bit me. 

O: okay, can you tell us what he made you take and what he said to you

I. Nnnnn no nooo no no no. I don't know what he gave me. I didn't want to please please believe me Aizawa sensei I didn't want to. I iii I I didn't like it please. Please believe me I didn't dddd didn't like it.

A: izuku what do you mean you didn't want to? You didn't do anything he did it to you. It's okay you're safe now I've got you I won't let him touch you again.

I: yyy you ddd don't understand I didn't like it I I really didn't BBB but my mmm my body mmmm my body oh God. MY BODY REACHED. I tried to make it st stop BBB but I couldn't. Please please don't hate me.

He pushed away from me and pulls his knees up to his chest and cries. I replay what he just said in my head and it hits me oh my God the drug was to make his body enjoy it. The drug must have been some form of Viagra.

 

I started to gag as the reality of everything hits hard. I take a deep breath and try to focus I can't throw up right now I need to help izuku. I pull him back into a hug and run my fingers through his hair, he flinches at the first touch before leaning in to my embrace. I begin to rock him side to side ever so slightly.

A: hay, it's okay, I understand. I know you didn't want that to happen to you. The drugs did that to you okay, you have nothing to feel ashamed about. We're not mad or ashamed of you ssshhh, it's all right we're right here.

A: the interview is over you need to leave.

O: we still need a description of the perpetrator!

A: you have his DNA. There are people in the police department that have quirks that can provide a description of the perp off of DNA evidence. And I am his legal guardian and I said for you to leave.

The officers got up, apologized and then left. As soon as the door closed zashi was over to us wrapping us both in a bone crushing hug as he started sniffing along with izuku which caused me to start tearing up as well.

 

I hate crying all it does is hurt my eyes and makes them dryer but at this moment I couldn't care less izuku was hurt so bad.

 

He was made to believe his body wanted to be used, to be raped that his body enjoyed it when his mind cried and begged for help.

 

I'm so scared that we won't be enough to help him, that nothing we do can bring back his bright smile or put the shine back into his emerald green eyes.

 

Hizashi grab something about the size of a big teddy bear but to my horror it was in fact the kiddos all might plushie.

 

  Hizashi extends the plushie to the boy who quickly snatches it from his hands and squeezes it to his chest like it will disappear if he lets go. I'm still holding him when after a short silence after receiving the toy we hear.

  "Are you going to leave me?" Our son whispers with his voice cracking at the end of the end.

  "Of course not we will never abandon you izuku." Zashi tell him before I can utter a word and reply. "Why would you think that little listener?"

  "Because hhh he said no one would want to be near me because of what I did." Izuku said. "Hh he said because my body did that he said I wanted it and that means I was his. He..he" 

 

"It's okay if you don't want to tell us you don't have to." I remind him softly. He takes a deep breath.

 

"he would call me names like his cum dumpster, pet, toy, doll. I hear him say as his face is turning bright red out of shame and embarrassment. "Or his whore. And punish me if I I you know fff finished before he told me to. He would force the pill down my throat and when I started getting hard he would laugh saying I can scream all I want but my body is begging for my mmm mm master to use me." 

 

My heart aches as I listen to Izuku recount the horrors he endured. I want nothing more than to take away his pain, to make everything okay again. But I know I can't. All I can do is be here for him, to hold him and comfort him and promise to always keep him safe.

 

Izuku takes a shuddering breath, his voice barely above a whisper. "He...he would punish me if I didn't do what he wanted," he says, his words tumbling out in a rush. "If I finished before he did, or if I talked without permission. He had all these...these toys, and he would use them on me. Vibrators, plugs, clamps...he would put them inside me, turning them on and leaving them there for hours. And if I begged for him to stop, he would just laugh and say that little whores don't get to make demands."

 

My blood boils with rage at the thought of someone violating Izuku like that, using his body as their own personal plaything. But I keep my face neutral, not wanting to upset Izuku further.

 

  "It's not your fault you didn't have control over what your body did or how your body reacted." I try to get him to understand. "Even without the drug some victims body's react the same and it's not their fault either it's the abusers. It is natural even in traumatic events." 

 

  "Can you tell us what he would do to punish you." Zashi said in a calming tone. "If you don't want to or can't we will understand." 

 

"Sometimes he would hit me," Izuku continues, his voice breaking. "Hit me until I passed out. Or cut me with a kn knife, leaving scars all over my body. He said it was to mark me as his property, soo ssoo so everyone would know I belonged to him."

 

I can see the scars now, the thin lines and bruises that mar Izuku's skin. I want to trace them with my fingers, to memorize every inch of his body and prove to him that he is more than just a collection of scars and bruises. That he is whole, that he is perfect just the way he is.

 

"He would put a gg gga gag in my mouth too," Izuku whispers, his cheeks flushing with shame. "A gg gag with...with a dildo on it, to keep me quiet. So no one would hear me screaming."

 

I feel sick at the thought of someone gagging Izuku, violating his mouth as well as his body. But I keep my face calm, not wanting to show how much his words are affecting me.

 

"Izuku," I say softly, pulling him closer. "Listen to me. What happened to you, what that man did to you, it is not your fault. You did not ask for this, you did not deserve this. Your body reacting the way it did, it's a natural response to trauma. It does not mean you wanted it, or that you enjoyed it. You were violated, and it is not your fault."

 

Izuku looks up at me, his eyes wide and filled with tears. " Bb But he said...he said I was his whore, that my bbood body was begging for him to use me. He said no no no one would want me now, that I was damaged goods."

 

I feel my heart break at the self loathing in Izuku's voice. I want to shake some sense into him, to make him see how wrong that man was. But I know I have to be gentle, to approach this carefully.

 

"Listen to me," I say firmly, cupping Izuku's face in my hands. "You are not damaged goods. You are not a whore, or a toy, or anyone's property. You are a human being, with your own thoughts and feelings and desires. What happened to you does not define you. It does not make you any less worthy of love and respect and care."

 

Izuku stares at me for a long moment, his eyes searching mine as if looking for any hint of deception. But he finds none, and slowly, slowly, I see some of the tension leave his body.

 

"He said...he said he owned me," Izuku whispers, his voice trembling. "That I belonged to him now, that I would never be free."

 

I feel a surge of anger at the man's words, at the idea of anyone claiming ownership over another human being. But I push it down, focusing instead on the boy in my arms.

 

"You belong to no one but yourself," I say firmly. "No one can own you, or control you, or tell you what to do with your body. You are your own person, Izuku, and you always will be. No matter what happened to you, no matter what that man said or did, it does not change who you are."

 

Izuku takes a deep, shuddering breath, and I see some of the fear leave his eyes. "But...but what if he comes back?" he whispers. "What if he tries to take me again?"

 

I feel a flicker of fear at the thought, but I push it down. I won't let Izuku see my own doubts and worries.

 

"He won't," I say firmly. "You're safe now, with us. We won't let anyone hurt you again, ever. You're family now, Izuku. And we protect our own."

 

Izuku nods, his face pressing into my chest as he buries his face in my shirt. "I...I'm scared," he admits quietly. "I don't want to be alone anymore."

 

I tighten my arms around him, pulling him closer. "You won't be," I promise. "We'll always be here for you, no matter what happens. You're not alone, Izuku. Not anymore."

Izuku nods again, his tears soaking into my shirt as he clings to me tightly. I know the road ahead is long and hard, filled with healing and fear and uncertainty. But with Zashi and me by his side, I know we can help Izuku through it. We can give him the love and support and security he needs to feel safe again.

 

"It's over you're safe no one will touch you like that again without your permission." I whispered in his ear. "We got you and won't give you up." 

 

Izuku

 

  It's been about 30 minutes since I told them some of the things that's happened. I'm relieved that they know and said they won't leave me but I'm still unsure and so scared that they will. 

 

I know I'm not worth their time they are heroes and teachers Plus mic has his radio show. I'm just a waste of time and space just like he told me.

 

  The nurse knocked on the door before entering. I look up half asleep but not fully because my ass hurts too much I'm too ashamed to ask for meds for more than one reason.

 

  "How are you feeling?" She asked me. "What is your pain level right now? And your food will be up in about 15 minutes."

 

  "Um, 9, and I'm not hungry." I tell her weekly as I pulled the blanket tighter around me.

 

  "Izu, why didn't you tell us that you were hurting we could have got you painkiller sooner." Mic tells me. "And you need to eat something I know you're not hungry but try and eat a little bit." 

 

  "I umm," I tell him as I hug my favorite plushie. "I just didn't want to be a burden and it's embarrassing." 

 

  "It's okay to be embarrassed but you have nothing to be embarrassed about and you are not and will never be a burden." Aizawa-sensei tells me in a Stern but soft voice. "I understand that you're hurting in private places but you still need to speak up so you can stop hurting. I know it's hard to talk about but we just want to help." 

 

  "But you have two jobs and mic has three I'm keeping you from work, I'm not worth it." I whispered before getting pulled into a hug by aizawa.

 

  "No, no you are not a burden and you are worth getting help and like we said we aren't going anywhere." He tells me his voice is still Stern but somehow it's gotten even softer and laced with worry. He looks at the nurse

 

  "we are now his legal guardian so run the test, please." Aizawa informs the nurse who just nods and walks out of the room after changing my bandages.

 

  'Weird what tests?'

 

  I thought we did them all last night.

 

  "Aizawa sensei what test are you talking about?" I asked shyly trying not to upset him. "I thought we did them all." 

 

  "A quirk test, I believe that because of the trauma it triggered a dormant quirk to activate." He tells me but I feel like there's something more to it but I let it go. "One from either your biological mother or father but what I have seen and know from your family history it's not from either parent. With that said I want them to run a DNA test to see if by chance you have family not recorded." 

 

 

Chapter 7: Ch. 7

Aizawa

 

  'that nurse is taking her sweet ass time getting back in here it's already been just over 20 minutes with no sign of her showing up and getting this over with. I'm running on little sleep, stress, and rage she really needs to hury up.'

 

  aizawa was thinking with no small amount of annoyance. The door finally opens to reveal a nurse with a pixie cut blonde hair with a black streak next to her right eye. 

 

She can't be any older than 24. Her short blonde hair was styled in a pixie cut, neat but not uptight, with a bold black streak slicing through it just beside her right eye. It framed her face in a way that made her look more approachable than most of the staff we’d seen so far.

 

Thankfully, she wore a soft expression, open and gentle as she moved into the room with a cart holding the test equipment.

 

I helped Izuku sit up against the pillows, careful not to jostle him too much. He was still pale and weak, like someone who hadn’t had proper rest in months… because he hadn’t. He blinked at the nurse warily, shrinking a little as she started prepping the vials and swabs. His breathing quickened.

 

He saw the needle.

 

Panic set in fast.

 

His fingers clutched the sheets, eyes wide and glassy. He looked like he wanted to vanish into the mattress.

 

 'shit, if I don't do something fast he could hurt himself.'

 

 my mind supplies.

 

His gaze flicked up to mine, still panicked, still teetering. His grip on my hand was tight enough to bruise, but I didn’t care.

 

I needed to anchor him. Ground him. Now.

 

“Izuku,” I said again, softer this time, “do you like cats?”

 

That got him.

 

His eyes blinked wide, and for the first time in what felt like forever, there was a flicker of something other than fear. Something small and bright and utterly him.

 

“Yes!” he said, fast and breathless. “I love them. They’re so soft and sweet.”

 

I could feel the tension in his hand ease a little. Good. Keep going.

 

“We have two,” I told him, my voice smoothing out into a calm rhythm. “One is all black with long hair and blue eyes. She’s just a kitten, around six months old. Her name is Shadow. She’s a Maine Coon.”

 

His eyes lit up, lips parting in wonder. His breathing steadied a little more.

 

“And the other one,” I continued, “is all white, also long haired, with yellow eyes. She’s older, about four now. Her name’s Muffin.”

 

“Really?” he asked, his voice brighter now, still hoarse, but laced with real curiosity. “Black cats are my favorite. But… we couldn’t afford one.” His voice dropped just slightly, but before I could say anything, he kept talking. “But I still tried to take care of the stray cats on our block.”

 

And then he was rambling.

 

Like someone who had too many words crammed behind his teeth for too long.

 

“They always ran away at first, but there was this one, he had a torn ear and missing fur on his back, and I called him Patch, and he let me pet him twice! I even tried to make little houses from old boxes when it got cold. They weren’t very good, but I used towels and stuff. I think they helped a little...”

 

I listened, letting him talk, keeping my eyes locked on his. He didn’t even notice the nurse anymore.

 

He didn’t notice the needle.

 

"all done, see that wasn't as bad as you were expecting." The nurse informs us as she turns to me. "Your turn roll up your sleeves." 

 

I do as asked so she can draw my blood for the DNA test. We thanked her and she tells me the results will be in within a couple of hours.

 

I look at the time and realize that he needs to eat since it's been several hours since the last time he has ate anything. And even when he did eat breakfast it was just a couple of bites before he pushed the plate away.

 

"Kid, what do you want for lunch?" I tell him in the softest voice I can muster. "Zashi or me can go to the cafeteria and get it. Since it seems you don't like the food they've been bringing to you. Can't blame you there I don't like their food either." 

 

"I'm not hungry." He quickly changes what he was saying after seeing the stern look on my face. "Katsudon and iced green tea." 

 

  "Thank you, now who do you want to stay with you?" I ask him.

 

"Yyy you please. Ppp please don't leave me." He chokes out trying to hold back sobs. I see he's starting to shake as I go to sit down next to him while pulling the small kid into my arms.

 

He might have muscles that have muscles but he's still short and small for his age. I look at my husband and see he's a little hurt but I know he understands what's happening. Zashi leaves for a food run after kissing my cheek and slowly ruffling problem childs hair and I'm calming our son down.

 

 'son? Never thought I would have a biological son but here we are. I hope I don't screw this up. I know he can't stop the panic attacks that's been happening every time I leave. Shit, I can't stop how much I panic when I'm not near him as well. Well definitely separation anxiety on both ends. Definitely not healthy so if I see it gets worse I will talk to hound dog.'

 

I'm thinking to myself as not to wake him. Izuku is almost asleep in my arms with his mop of green and black hair covering his eyes and his small frame hugging me tight as he can.

 

He might be built like a tank but even for his age he's still smaller than he should be and yes I keep thinking about that trying to remind myself I was his height at his age and a lot scrawnier. 

 

It scares me knowing that if this never happened to him I might have never known he was my kid. I pull out my phone I need to know how Toshi is doing, I miss him. He might drive me crazy but he's still my son and I love him.

 

D- Aizawa. T- Toshi

 

D. how is lunch going?

 

T. hi dad, lunch is ok I guess. What's going on? why aren't you and momma here and do you know where midoriya is? it's not like him to miss school.

 

D. something has come up. We're at the hospital and your mom and me are okay. I will explain later right now I just wanted to know how your day is going.

 

T. ok, just worried why I was told to stay at the dorms early and have a bad feeling about my friend not being here o and I want a nap.

 

D. of course you want a nap, we should be back tonight or tomorrow. How did you sleep? did your new meds help?

 

T. dad! Omg

 

D. that's not an answer

 

T. yes, ok they helped I managed to get 5 and a half hours last night happy now

 

D.  yes, yes I am. It's not great but it's a start how about the nightmares.

 

T.  manageable only one last night. It was different than the others. All I can remember is the feeling something is deeply wrong. And then my friend wasn't in class and now I have an even worse feeling.

 

D. Toshi, he will be okay. Just try to focus on class. I will take care of him. I will see you as soon as I can. I love you brat.

 

T. I will try no promises. Love you too problem dad. 😂

 

I sigh before hearing the door open to see Zashi with a bag full of food and a loving expression on his face.

 

'man I love him.'

 

I think as I let a small smile slip onto my face at my adorable, caring soulmate.

 

"Did you order everything he's going to need?" I whispered to him trying not to disturb the sleeping child in my arms.

 

"Yes, I think so?" He whispered back before pulling out his phone to look up what all was bought.

 

"Waited blanket check, night light check, aromatherapy check, lavender rose Jasmine essential oils check, noise monitor check, white noise machine check, I think that's everything." He lists out. I let out yet another sigh good less to worry about later.

 

 

Hizashi

 

I start taking out the food and separating it as sho wakes izuku up. I hand him his food and once he sees it his eyes sparkle and shine and before I could sit down he had already dug in.

 

"Kid," I gently chided with a little chuckle. "slow down you're going to make yourself sick eating so fast." 

 

"Sssorryyy." I hear him mumble around a mouth full of food. I start laughing as sho just sighs and shakes his head fondly.

 

 "It's okay," I tell him in a sweet and low voice. "Just try and eat a little slower we don't want you to choke." 

 

 I hear laughter to see izuku laughing so hard he spit out his food and to say I was confused wasn't a understatement.

 

"What's so funny, bunny?" I asked him with a little smirk.

 

"I just I 'giggle,' never knew 'giggle', you could 'giggle', be so quiet! Wait bunny?" He tells me through fits of laughter. 

 

I look over and see sho try not to laugh as well. I sit down with a Huff, crossing my arms over my chest and pouted. Sho walked over and hugged me tight and kissed my forehead.

 

"It's okay we still love you." He tells me. I sigh before hugging him back.

 

 'how did I get so lucky to have a man like him'

 

I think. After that we sat down and ate and to our relief and great surprise izuku was able to eat almost all of his portion.

 

 

-------------------time skip 3p.m.-----------------

 

 

  We have been talking and waiting for the results so I can find out if sho is his biological father and when izuku can be released. The door opens and a tall woman with long purple hair and stormy blue eyes walks in with the clipboard.

 

  "Hello, I'm dr.Ame I'm covering for your other doctor and I have your test results."

 

  "His last name is still midoriya we didn't change it not without his permission first." I hear sho tell the doctor and his usual flat monotoned voice.

 

  "All righty midoriya-kun you have developed a new quirk it is eraser based. You can look at the person to erase their quirks, the effect ends after you blink. The second part of your quirk is you can erase someone's quirk with touch by the palm of your hand and the effect can last up to 15 minutes unless you release it. The drawbacks are headache, dry eyes, and can result in insomnia and or make him chronically tired."

 

  "What, wait," Izuku said before he started crying. "I thought it was a quirk from one of my parents and that isn't like either of theirs. I have two dad's but neither of them wanted me." 

 

  "The other test results conclude that you are midoriya-kun's biological father Aizawa-san." She informs us.

 

  "Thank you," Sho quickly tells her. She leaves as sho sits back on the bed. "doctor I got it from here."

 

 "Izuku," He cautiously tells izuku. "That's not what happened. Please look at me so I can explain." 

 

 Izuku shakes his head so sho places his hand under at zuku's chin and lifts his head up.

 

  "I never knew you existed and I believe your mom truly believed you were hisashi midoriya's." I asked him and see his head nod. "Do you want me to tell you the story of how I met your mother for the first and last time. And how I new I was in love with zashi?" 

 

--------time skip to after explanation--------

 

 

Aizawa

 

  Izuku looks at me with tear filled eyes.

 

  "Why," Izuku admits looking like a confused kitten when he tilts his head to the side. "I don't understand I thought you would be more unsociable but you of all people had a one night stand and More in one night. I'm lost." 

 

  "I am and was a reserved introvert that rather stay home but I was dragged there by Zashi agents my will and was also very drunk which don't drink." I then wrap him in a hug as the door opens again to a different nurse. "Your mother was also drunk and sad because of a breakup. So we weren't thinking. So that's how I didn't know you existed and how your mother didn't know I was the father either. I never left you izuku, I could never leave my child and I will never leave you again now that I found you." 

 

  "I have brought his discharge paperwork and his prescriptions. He has one for the pain and the other is an antibiotic. And I will be bringing a wheelchair in shortly."

 

  "Thank you." Zashi and I say at the same time. I signed the papers I gave them back to the nurse. 

 

She walks over and takes out the IV before taking her leave. I see Zashi walk over to the bag he brought and pull out a loose fitting all might shirt, sweatpants, boxers, socks and his red shoes.

 

 I help izuku stand up and help him walk into the bathroom to change. While waiting on izuku zashi and me pack his stuff up and wait on the nurse to bring in a wheelchair. The bathroom door opens any zuku shuffles out swaying so I hurried to help him to the bed.

 

  "Do you want to see recovery girl when we get back?" I asked him. 

 

Izuku just nods but stays quiet. Thankfully not long after the nurse walks in with the wheelchair and I help izuku sit down in it. And like that off we go down the hall and to the car. 

 

Zashi had left as soon as she arrived with his bags giving me a couple minutes to get him settled in the chair and not in too much pain.

 

 I place him in the backseat and buckle him up but he still stays quiet. All his cheerful self gone again meaning this was going to be a long car ride. My husband drove so I could sleep but I couldn't do more than drift off now and then before waking up to check on izuku he was also half asleep dozing in the backseat.

 

Chapter 8: Ch. 8

Aizawa

 

We finally made it home after leaving recovery girls office. The check up and quick kiss went better than expected I'm thinking it's because she's familiar. Izuku is asleep in the backseat looking more at peace than he has been since being rescued. 

 

Zashi parked the car in the garage and asked me if I wanted him to carry izuku inside for me. I look into his caring ruby red eyes and tell him that I can carry zuku so he can start setting up our kids new room.

 

I open the back door, unbuckle him and carefully lift him up in my arms. One of my arms underneath his knees and the other on his back as I carry him into the house being mindful to not hit the kid's head on the door frame.

 

I gently lay him down on our Brown slightly wore out couch. I carefully placed one of our throw pillows under his head and covered him up with a black and yellow bird print blanket that was on the back of the couch.

 

I knew he would be asleep for a few hours so I went down the hall to get changed out of my hero outfit. I pulled out a long sleeved black shirt with my favorite soft pink pj pants, after changing I went to izuku's new room to help zashi finish setting it up.

 

I walk in to see almost everything done, the bed was made, the night light plugged in, the aromatherapy set up, so the only thing left is the noise monitor.

 

"Remember doing this when Toshi first came to live with us?" Zashi asked me.

 

"Ya, good thing you thought of the monitor or we wouldn't have heard him having nightmares." I tell him. "And this time were not stress researching ways to help. That was a stressful couple days." 

 

"Me too he needed to feel safe after everything but was too afraid to ask for help. I have a feeling izuku will be the exact same. Plus this time around we have a bases of what to look for."

 

"He is very stubborn I will give him that but that's not always a good thing. It could make his recovery longer and harder on him." I say before sighing. "It might take him a while but he will hopefully start coming to us when he's upset and not hiding it or bottling up his emotions till it explodes. Like I did." 

 

I walk over to zashi who just finished setting everything up and hug him. I don't want to let him go and he notices so he wraps his arms around my waist. We sit down on the floor holding each other I put my head on his chest humming and try not to cry.

 

I'm so overwhelmed I want to scream, cry, hit something, sleep and being held all at once. Zashi kisses the top of my head before moving my hair out of my face placing the strands behind my ear.

 

"Ssshhh, he's safe now." He whispers to me and I start crying while he holds me close. "It's okay he will be okay. I've got you. Just let it all out." 

 

We stayed like that for about 10 minutes till I was able to calm down. I knew my eyes were hurting from the hot tears that's why I don't cry often.

 

I still get overwhelmed and have a few bad coping methods but with Zashi's and oboro's help I have stopped.

 

They help me now when I can't take the stress and helps me cope and I just hope one day my son's will have someone like I have I hope they find their soulmates.

 

I look at the time on my phone and it reads 6:03 p.m. damn it I should have already started dinner. 

 

I sigh for what feels like the 100th time in the past 24 hours before standing up and walking to the kitchen. I would never admit it but my home screen on my phone is of my class, class 1A and I love my problem children but will never admit it. 

 

I would rather die than admit to caring for any of my hell class. The little demons. My lock screen is Toshi, oboro, zashi and me. that picture brightens my day even if I don't show it.

 

I know izuku needs to eat and eating is hard right now so I decided to make homemade soup. I grabbed everything from the kitchen thankfully we had leftover vegetables from yesterday's lunch.

 

----------time skip after cooking-------------

 

We sit down at the kitchen table to eat but we didn't wake him because he needed the rest after visiting recovery girl. We ate and talked about who would be staying with him and when till he was ready to go back to class. 

 

Nezu gave him the rest of the week to recover and one of us would be staying with him at all times. I was almost done eating when I zoned out thinking.

 

"Ooo, sho, hay, sho are you okay? What's wrong?" I finally registered what zashi was saying pulling me back to reality. "You zoned out there for a while." 

 

  "O, um," I admitted rubbing my scared wrist. "I'm just worried I know he was badly bullied for a decade, quirkless, attacked my multiple villains this year and now everything that has happened in just this weekend." 

 

"I know he has friends now at UA but will they stay by his side or will he start getting bullied again or isolated from his classmates." I sighed. "I'm scared he's going to start hurting himself." 

 

  A new depression and anxiety all too well and izuku didn't deserve to feel like that. I know he already has anxiety and self esteem issues and what happened could make it so much worse.

 

I know he has friends but does he have anyone that would help him feel whole again. I am pulled from these thoughts by a scream from the living room. I'm at his side in seconds with zashi right behind me.

 

Izuku

 

Memory 

 

I'm trembling on the bed, my wrists burning as I tug uselessly at the cuffs binding me. The man looms over me, his naked body glistening with sweat, his eyes dark with cruelty. I can smell him, the musky, pungent scent of his arousal mingling with the coppery tang of blood. My blood.

 

He presses down on me, his weight pinning me to the mattress, his erection digging into my hip. I want to scream, to fight, to do anything to get away from him. But I'm frozen, paralyzed by fear.

 

"Open your fucking mouth you dumb cum slut." He demanded while grabbing my jaw. I am so scared I don't know what to do I just stare at him.

 

He leans in close, his breath hot on my face.  "O, is my little slut misbehaving. I guess you need to be punished to remind you of your place."

 

His hand snakes down my body, calloused fingers brushing over my skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. I squeeze my eyes shut, bracing myself for what's to come.

 

And then I feel it, two fingers plunging into me, ripping me open, making me scream around the gag. He doesn't stop, doesn't slow down, just keeps thrusting, harder and deeper, until I'm sobbing, until my vision goes fuzzy at the edges.

 

I feel something else then, something hard and sharp pressing against my lips. I try to turn my head, to resist, but he grabs my jaw again, forcing me still.

 

"You're going to swallow this," he says, his voice cold and flat. "Every last bit of it."

 

He pushes the pill past my teeth, onto my tongue. I gag, trying to spit it out, but he just holds my nose closed, cutting off my air. I have no choice but to swallow, the bitter taste of the drug coating my throat.

 

"Good," he coos, patting my cheek almost gently. "Now come on, don't be shy. I know you're aching for it. Desperate for your master seed."

 

He reaches between us, grabbing his cock and rubbing it against my hole. I shake my head frantically, trying to beg him to stop, but it just makes him laugh.

 

"Don't worry, little whore," he says, his voice dripping with false sympathy. "You'll feel good soon enough. You'll be begging me to keep using you, like the desperate little slut you are."

 

I squeeze my eyes shut again as he pushes into me, I can feel the tip pop inside, then his shaft, inch by agonizing inch. It hurts, it always hurts, but that's not the worst part. The worst part is the way my body betrays me, clenching and fluttering around him, welcoming him in.

 

"Fuck, you're tight," he grunts, bottoming out inside me. "Such a good little cock sleeve. You were made for this, weren't you? Made to be stuffed full of dick, used and bred like the animal you are. Made for your master to breed you like a filthy bitch."

 

I whimper around the gag, tears leaking from the corners of my eyes. He's wrong, he has to be wrong. I'm not an animal, I'm not a toy. I'm a person, I have thoughts and feelings and dreams. I don't want this, I don't want any of this.

 

But my body, my body doesn't seem to care. It responds to his every touch, every thrust, as if it was born for this. As if I was born for this.

 

"Next week," he pants, his hips snapping forward ruthlessly. "After I break you in good and proper. I might bring some friends. Let them use you too. Would you like that, little whore? Having multiple dicks in you, breeding you till you're swollen with cum? Mmmm?"

 

I shake my head frantically, sobbing around the gag. No, no I don't want that, I don't want anyone else touching me like this. I just want it to stop, I want to go back to the way things were before, when I was just Izuku Midoriya, a boy with dreams and a quirk and a loving mother.

 

But he just laughs, a low, cruel sound that sends shivers down my spine. "Or maybe I'll find someone to make you breeding able like a bitch in heat," he says, his voice dripping with sadistic glee. "Keep you naked and pregnant, popping out bastard pup after bastard pup. Would you like that, slut? Having your belly swollen with my seed, your tits leaking milk? You'd look so pretty like that."

 

I shake my head again, a fresh wave of tears pouring down my cheeks. No, no please no. Anything but that. I don't want to be a mother, I don't want to have a baby. Not like this, not with him.

 

But he just keeps talking, keeps filling my head with horrific images of what's to come. And all I can do is lie there and take it, helpless and broken and so very afraid.

 

Because he's right about one thing, no one will want me now. Not after this. I'm damaged goods, ruined, used up and tossed aside like a piece of trash. I'll never be normal again, never be whole again.

 

I'm just a toy now, a plaything for him and his friends to use and abuse as they please. And there's nothing I can do about it.

 

  

The man's harsh words cut through the haze of pain and fear, snapping me back to reality. I flinch at the anger in his voice, my body going rigid with terror.

 

"Dolls are to be seen, used, but not heard," he snarls, his face contorting with rage. "The only noises you're allowed to make are moans for your master."

 

I nod frantically, tears streaming down my cheeks. Yes, yes I understand. I'll be quiet, I'll be good. Just please, don't hurt me anymore.

 

But it's too late. He pulled out of me. He's then grabbed something from the bedside table, a small, smooth object that buzzes to life in his hand. I know what it is, what it means, and I start to shake uncontrollably.

 

"Shh, shh, little slut," he coos, trailing the vibrator down my stomach, over my hip bones, teasing the sensitive skin there. "Don't be afraid. This is going to feel so good."

 

I want to scream, to beg him to stop, but I know it's pointless. So I just lie there, trembling and crying, as he pushes the vibrator inside me, the buzzing sensation immediately sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.

 

My back arches off the bed, my head falling back as a loud, obscene moan tears from my throat. I'm disgusted by the sound, by the way my body betrays me, responding to this violation with such eager desire.

 

I try to hold back the moans, to stay silent, but it's impossible. The vibrator is relentless, driving me higher and higher, pushing me towards a climax I don't want, don't deserve.

 

And then he's on top of me, his weight pressing me into the mattress, his penis pressing insistently back against my hole. I squeeze my eyes shut, bracing myself for the pain I know is coming.

 

But it's worse than I expected. He thrusts into me hard and deep, splitting me open, making me scream into the gag. Tears pour down my cheeks as I feel myself stretching around him, my body accommodating his brutal invasion.

 

It hurts, it always hurts, but that's not the worst part. The worst part is the way my body responds, clenching and fluttering around him, welcoming him in. I'm disgusted by my own weakness, by my own betrayal.

 

I close my eyes, praying for it to be over soon as he pounds into me again and again. The vibrator is still buzzing inside me, adding a new layer of sensation to the overwhelming mix.

 

He leans over and licks my cum off of me, his rough tongue sending shivers down my spine. I whimper at the sensation, feeling sick and dirty and so very used.

 

But he's not done with me yet. He sucks on my nipples, biting and pinching them until they're hard and aching. Pleasure pain shoots through me, making my spent cock twitch and jerk against my belly.

 

He chuckles darkly, a sound full of cruel amusement. "So responsive," he purrs, his fingers toying with my nipples. "Such a good little toy. I think I'll keep you."

 

I shudder at his words, fresh tears spilling down my cheeks. No, please no. I don't want to be kept, I don't want to be his toy. I just want to go home, to my mom, to my life before all of this.

 

But he just laughs, a sharp, biting sound that makes me flinch. "Don't worry, slut," he says, his voice dripping with false sympathy. "You'll get used to it. You'll learn to love being owned, being used. It's all you're good for now."

 

He starts to move again then, his hips snapping forward in a brutal rhythm that makes my teeth rattle. The vibrator is still buzzing inside me, adding a new layer of sensation to the overwhelming mix.

 

I'm drowning in it, in the pain and the pleasure and the utter helplessness of it all. I'm losing myself, piece by piece, until I'm not sure who I am anymore. All I know is that I'm not Izuku Midoriya, the bright eyed boy with a dream and a quirk. I'm just a plaything now, a doll for him to use and discard as he pleases.

 

And as he fucks me harder, faster, driving me towards another climax I don't want, don't deserve, I can't help but wonder if there will ever be an end to this nightmare. Or if I'll be trapped here forever, lost in the dark, with nothing but pain and pleasure to keep me company.

 

End of memory 

 

I wake up to screaming sitting straight up before realizing that the screaming was coming from me. Tears form in my eyes and start to slide down my cheeks as I hear aizawa and mic next to me.

 

I tried to wipe away the tears so I can see but more keep coming because of how scared I am. Aizawa pulled me into a hug making me flinch slightly. He froze for a split second before slowly he started rubbing my back and whispering to me.

 

"It's okay you're safe. I'm here he can't hurt you here." Aizawa instructs me. I do as he asked trying to calm down and after several minutes my breathing starts to even out. "Breath in slowly. Can you do that for me. Breathe in slowly. Good now breathe out. Good job now again." 

 

"Do you want to talk about your dream?" Mic asks.

 

 "It was about tttt the second time hhh he." I trailed off at the end. I take a deep breath and explain my dream. I tell them what he called me, how he touched me, and even forcing the pill down my throat.

 

  "I didn't want to. I didn't like it." I say to them as I start hyperventilating. "He was so big it hurt it hurt so much. Please you have to believe me." 

 

  "It's okay, we know you didn't want that to happen." Aizawa tells me. "What he did to you is horrible and you did nothing wrong. What he said to you isn't true." 

 

I want to believe him but I just can't. I feel weak, useless and a waste of space and all I want to do is die and not exist anymore.

 

Hizashi

 

I carefully place my hand on his ankle and see him flinch at my touch. I quickly pull my hand away and tell him it's time to eat. Izuku starts to shake his head

 

 "I'm not hungry please mic don't make me eat please." He says.

 

  "I'm sorry listener but you need to eat, you need to get your stamina back up." I gently tell him. "I know you might not be hungry but you need to try and eat something. And you can just call me hizashi or Yamada or even mamma when you're ready at home." 

 

He sighs but let's go of sho so he can stand up. Sho moves to give zuku room to stand then leads him to the table. 

 

I go over to the cabinet, pull out a bowl, fill it with soup, reheat it in the microwave and then place it in front of our new son.

 

  As I was moving through the kitchen getting his dinner I made making sure not to make any sudden movements so I didn't scare him. Aizawa is setting across from izuku so I sit beside my husband to give the kid some extra breathing room.

 

  "Izuku, you will be staying here tomorrow with sho while I'm at school." I informed him. "I will bring your homework but that's not important right now. It will be here if you feel up to working on it if not that's okay too. Right now you feeling safe and healing is what is important to us ." 

 

He looks scared, eyes going wide when I tell him I would be gone.

 

"Please, please, Don't leave me I'll be good." He cried out to me. "I'll be good for you please don't leave me." 

 

I stand up walking over to him before crouching down to his level.

 

"Can I hug you izuku?" I asked in a low calming voice. He nods and I hug him letting his head rest on my chest.

 

"I'm just going to work at UA. I'll be back right after. I will be back before 4:00 and the day after I will stay here with you." I tell him in a soothing voice while gently carding my fingers through his hair. "You didn't do anything wrong you are a good kid such a good boy. I'm just teaching and then I'll be back. I would never abandon you never ever." 

 

"But what if you get hurt." Izuku starts to ramble. "What if he hurts you. What if he finds me?" 

 

"Sho is right here to protect you. I will be safe at UA with the high security." I gently asked him. "Plus I'm a pro hero and so is sho. But I will text him through out the day to check in so you know I'm okay. How does that sound little one?" 

 

All he does is nod into my chest but seems to be calmer about tomorrow. We sit there and silence till he's done eating before we show him his new room. 

 

I stay in the kitchen cleaning as shosho shows izuku his room giving them some bonding time. I know they will need it for tomorrow plus it gives them some time they missed as he was growing up.

 

I still can't wrap my brain around izuku being sho's biological son and I know most people would be mad but I know how it happened.

 

It's not like he cheated on me. We didn't start dating till later that night I'm more disappointed that he lost his virginity to her just a couple of hours before we had sex and then started dating a couple days later.

 

It was so long ago that it doesn't matter other than how we now know but we both care about him and will do whatever it takes to protect him. 

 

I'm glad it was izuku he's always been a good student, smart, sweet and caring. I finished up and go to check on them before going down to the basement for my radio show for the night.

 

 

 

Chapter 9: Ch. 9

Izuku

 

I walk behind aizawa down the hallway before he stopped in front of a dark wooden door.

 

"This will be your room." Aizawa tells me while opening the door to my new room. "Toshi's room is next door but right now he's in the dorm rooms." 

 

As he walks in I follow after him and look around curiously. It has off white walls, a dark wooden dresser, a aromatherapy thing and a music player on the dresser, a nightstand, a queen size bed, a side table and on the side table was something I didn't recognize.

 

"Um, aizawa-sensei what is that?" I asked pointing to the thing on the side table.

 

"We're not in school izuku you can call me Aizawa, shota, or dad and as for that it's a noise monitor." Aizawa explained to me in a soft calming tone that I didn't know he had until all of this happened. "The walls are soundproofed for obvious reasons. We also know you might have some trouble sleeping if you wake up scared or panicked we want to be able to help you. This way if you need us but can't get to us we can come to you. And don't feel ashamed we did the same with Toshi when he first stayed with us. It's just until you can sleep through the night then we will remove it." 

 

I understood why and understood the need for it but it was still weird and I guess I will just have to get used to it.

 

"I understand, and thank you for everything I know this is a lot and I'm sorry. I'm taking up your time and I know you have a lot to do." I mumble as I'm looking at my feet trying not to cry again. "Between teaching and being a pro hero takes a lot of time and you probably don't get a lot of sleep with trying to find time with Yamada and Toshi." 

 

I don't know if I can cry right now because of how much I have been but my chest hurts and my eyesight is blurry.

 

I always cause him problems that's why on the problem child I know he doesn't mean it in a bad way but it hurts knowing it's true. I feel something no someone wrapping their arms around me not in a gentle but firm hug.

 

I lean into the hug resting my head on his chest as I shake from the sobs. I can't help it I feel so weak with him holding me but I also don't want him to let go. 

 

After a few minutes I'm calming down while listening to his heartbeat it's relaxing. He hugs me for a while longer before pulling away and making me look at him.

 

 "You're not wasting mine nor zashi's time we want to help you. You deserve to be and feel safe and loved." He tells me. "You have nothing to feel sorry about you didn't do anything wrong. You can always talk to me or zashi if something is bothering you we will always be here for you. We want to help if you'll let us." 

 

 I want to believe him but I just found out he's my biological dad and he has been absent my whole life. I know he didn't know about me but it still hurts and knowing he has a son already I don't want to make Toshi feel like I'm intruding. 

 

I'm just a waste of space. I don't want to exist anymore but I can't give up people need help and that's what I'm going to do, save everyone.

 

I just need to pull myself together somehow. Force these last few days into a small box and shove it to the back of my mind. I sighed then shook my head to shake those thoughts out that's a problem for tomorrow.

 

Aizawa

 

I look at my phone and see it's starting to get late. I lead izuku over to the dresser and open it showing him his clothes that my amazing husband grabbed from his dorm room. 

 

After showing him where the bathroom was so he could change I turned on the night light, aromatherapy, sleep music and the noise monitor. He came out a few minutes later but looked really scared

 

"Are you okay? what's the matter?" I ask him. "Izuku can you tell me what's wrong?" 

 

"Iiii I don't lll like the dark. Hh he always hh hh hurt me more at night." He begs me in a small choked up voice as he's hugging himself and slowly swaying side to side. "Please don't leave please, don't let him get me." 

 

"It's okay, he can't hurt you anymore." I calmly suggest. "Do you want me to show you everything is locked. We can go through the house checking all the locks before you lay down."

 

 He nodded his head rapidly making me chuckle a little. I walked up to his window and show him it's locked, then check under his bed and in his closet then we move on to the next room. 

 

We check under all the beds, in closets, the windows and the doors. This continues all through the house.

 

 "What are you two up to?" Zashi asks us.

 

 "Locking and checking all the locks." I inform him.

 

"Would you like me to help little listener?" He carefully asks izuku.

 

"Yes, please." Izuku whispers while bobbing his head up and down.

 

I'm a little worried if he's not careful he could injure his neck. We finished with checking the locks and looking in closets and under beds. I pull the covers up over him to make sure he's comfortable and warm.

 

"Why is the blanket heavy?" I'm asked.

 

"It's a weighted blanket that's supposed to help with nightmares and anxiety." I sit on the edge of zuku's bed, gave him a small hug and rubbed his back between his shoulder blades. "It should help you sleep a little better. Little listener. For some people weighted blankets help others heated blankets works better it just depends on the person." 

 

In less than 5 minutes izuku was sleeping soundly on his left side at least for the time being. I got up and led my songbird out of our son's new room and into ours. I closed our door before turning to zashi.

 

I walked closer to him being slow and gentle bringing my hand to cup his soft cheek.

 

 "I love you, songbird." I whisper to him before leaning in taking his soft, honey tasting lips on to mine. We kiss sweetly for about a minute before we pull apart.

 

"I love you too my sweet kitty cat." Zashi whispers into my ear. 

 

We get ready for bed and I'm wearing a band shirt instead of a typical night shirt and my soft pink PJ pants. I look over to see the love of my life wearing fluffy yellow pajama pants and his favorite band shirt.

 

I just laughed because he's the reason I started wearing band shirts to bed after the third sleepover in high school. I kept forgetting some article of clothing. Songbird walked over to me when he caught me staring but really who can blame me he's extremely handsome. 

 

Then we send a couple text to oboro letting him know how today went and how we are feeling. He lets us know how him and his sister is doing before we wish each other good night and head to bed.

 

His golden yellow hair going down past his shoulders almost to the middle of his back, his red rimmed glasses are sitting on the nightstand making it easier to gaze into his sparkling ruby red eyes. 

 

He walked up to me taking my hand and leading me to our bed. After we both get in bed pulling the covers over us I lean over so I'm cuddling hizashi placing my head on his warm toned chest. He raps his arms around me holding me closer against his body.

 

 He then takes his hand running his fingers through my long, wavy black hair, moving the strands off my face. I start drifting off to sleep as he leans over for a second to turn on the noise monitor. 

 

The last thing that goes through my mind as we drift off to sleep is that I'm thankful he remembered to turn on the noise monitor.

  

I jerk awake to hearing 

 

"help, please someone anyone help me, please help me,. No no please stop stop please stop." I bolt up causing Zashi to wake too as I jump out of bed and run to izuku's room. 

 

I yank his door open right as he wakes up sweating, crying and hyperventilating. I rushed to his side sitting on the edge of his bed.

 

"Izuku, I'm going to hold you. You're safe here. You're safe, I'm here and Zashi's here." I whisper in his ear. "Breath in good can you listen to my heartbeat. Try and match your breathing with mine. Good you're doing so good izu."

 

I had slowly moved towards him and placed his head on my chest so he could hear my heart. He flinches at first before settling as I slowly rubbed circles on his back. He flinched at the contact until he realized that it was just me before leaning into my touch. 

 

After what felt like hours his breathing stabilized and he fell back asleep curled up in my arms. I held him for a while longer petting his head while trying to soothe him hoping that would help him sleep nightmare free at least for a little while.

 

I gently lay him back down and Tuck him in before heading back to bed. As I'm walking to the door I look up to see my husband with tears in his eyes. He hugs me and leads me back to our bed. I hug him like it's last thing I do as I cry on his chest.

 

 It hurts so much knowing I wasn't there to help him, knowing I wasn't there when he was growing up, and even knowing I can't take away his pain.

 

I just want him to feel better he doesn't deserve this he is such a good student and kid. Zashi runs his hand through my hair and lets me cry knowing I needed to. 

 

After a while of me crying he starts running his hand up and down my chest rubbing his fingers on my neck before rubbing my lower ear lobe. He then slowly moves his hand back down my neck and my chest to my hips before starting again. 

 

I don't know why this always calms me and I don't remember exactly how we found out. I think we were both drunk and cuddling after a particularly depressing time in my life. I started to doze off after a few minutes of this feeling relaxed enough to sleep.

 

I woke up the next morning to an empty bed. Hizashi always wakes up earlier than I do being an energetic morning cockatoo that he is. 

 

I get up and change into a long sleeve black shirt and sweatpants. I walk to izuku's room and knock before opening his door a crack so he can hear me. I hear a loud thud so I open the door and see him sprawled out on the floor Tangled in one of the sheets.

 

"What happened?" I asked.

 

"Where am I? what's going on?" He rapidly said looking around frantically until he meets my eyes. "Oh, that's right umm, hi aizawa umm." 

 

He relaxed as he began remembering where he was before detangling from his sheets and getting up off the floor.

 

"Breakfast will be ready soon. Come to the kitchen after you get dressed please." I realized I might be sounding a bit too hard on him so I added the please at the end. 

 

He needs to eat but I can't stress him out more than he is already he doesn't deserve that. With that said he needs to eat something today for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

 

 I leave and head to the kitchen and head straight to zashi and wrap my arms around his lean waist hugging him close.

 

"Morning hun." I tell him in a low husky voice not on purpose it's just how I sound while I'm still really tired.

 

"Morning sleepy head." He tells me back before turning his head and kisses my cheek. 

 

I let go and set the table for all three of us. I don't agree with fixing my kids plates first then what's left is for us adults. Nope we both agree to make plenty so there might be leftovers but that's fine. 

 

Then fix all the plates at once and eat together as a family. I read up on a lot of child care books and took some classes before taking Toshi in to make sure I knew what I was doing.

 

Teaching and raising kids are different and I found that eating together at least one meal a day no electronics can bring a family closer together and since we are new to him as a family it was a good start. 

 

It worked with Toshi so I'm hoping it helps with izuku. I sit down while zashi fills all the plates with plenty of food for us and a small amount for zuku we don't know if his appetite will finally be back to normal but if not we can start off slow. 

 

If he's still hungry there's more food for him in the pan we just didn't want him seeing a lot of food and stressing about eating again. And with a nutrition drink in place of juice or regular milk we're trying to get his morning on the right foot to recovery. 

 

Chapter 10: Ch. 10

Izuku

 

I sit down at the kitchen table and look at the food they made for me but I don't want to eat it. I don't deserve to eat. 

 

Yamada hands me two pills and a Powerade. My hands start to shake as my breathing picks up. Tears prickle at my eyes as my chest starts to feel tight.

 

 "They're just painkillers. They will help with the ache, I know recovery girl healed you but she said you will still feel a little sore for a couple of days. If you can't take the pills we could always try liquid painkillers but it's not going to taste good even the flavored ones don't taste good."

 

I nodded before taking a deep breath to steady myself before taking them without complaint gagging on them as I try to swallow.

 

I keep reminding myself they won't hurt me before focusing on my plate of food. As I'm looking at the food I bring my trembling hands together under the table to avoid eating. I know I don't deserve to eat I'm a hero in training that couldn't even save myself. 

 

I'm not hero, how can I save anyone if I can't even save myself? I should give the quirk back just having it is tarnishing it's legacy. Once he takes it back I can disappear and not exist anymore.

 

"Izuku, you need to try and eat something." I hear aizawa say pulling me out of the downward spiral I was in. "I know you might not want to but you need to at least try. If you don't eat you won't gain your strength back."

 

I sigh and pick up the fork and scooped up some of my sunny side up eggs. I take my first bite and it was good I mean really good but I still didn't deserve this delicious meal. I don't deserve anything I couldn't protect myself or my mom and I don't even know where she's at or if she's okay. 

 

I slowly chew taking more time than needed.

 

 "Izuku, do you want me to bring your homework back with me after school today?" Zashi asked.

 

I don't feel like talking my tongue feeling like lead and even though I know I won't get hurt from answering I just can't shake the thought from my mind. 

 

I'm nodding my head so fast it would have flown across the room if it wasn't attached. I don't want to get behind on my school work plus I love learning.

 

"Yes" I say forcing the words out of my mouth. 

 

They came out so quiet they could barely be heard but it was the loudest I could make myself speak before my throat felt clogged like vines were preventing any sound from escaping. We ate in silence for a while I managed to eat five bites before starting to feel sick.

 

"May I ask what happened to my mom?" I asked barely above a whisper. "I know you're my biological dad but I'm confused. Is she just missing or?" 

 

I flinched right after I spoke afraid they would yell or hit me.

 

"We found out last night that she didn't make it." Aizawa informed me. "An officer found her a few blocks from your home." 

 

I'm in shock, frozen. What's going to happen to me? I couldn't protect her.

 

 I was pulled out of my thoughts by aizawa hugging me and telling me to try and take a deep breath. It took several long minutes to breathe normally every time I try it comes out cut off and shallow. 

 

Then I understood why they set up a room for me but will they get tired of me and send me away.

 

He leads me to the couch telling me to sit so I can rest. I rub the back of my hands over my eyes to clear the tears and sleepiness from them. A black kitten climbed up my pants before rubbing her face on my chest.

 

 "I think she likes you little one. Your the first person she has went up to since we got her a week ago." Yamada tells me. "Unless you count attacking are feet." 

 

 As i see him sit on the couch next to me. I start to pet her soft fluffy fur while trying to relax while listening to her purring on my chest.

 

 I'm trying to ignore the weird feeling in my chest from him calling me little one I can't describe what the feeling is, a longing maybe but it's painful so I push it to the back of my mind to focus on the kitten in my lap. I start to shiver as I realize how cold I am.

 

"Uuummm, yyy yaa Yamada do you have a blanket I could use?" I start to mumble as I flinch back towards the couch. "I'm sorry for asking." 

 

"Izuku"

 

"You have done so much for me already I shouldn't have asked for anything else. Please, I'm so so sorry."

 

"Izuku"

 

"kid" I hear so I stop mumbling I know people hate it and think it's creepy. 

 

I clap my hands over my mouth my eyes going wide as panic and fear take over.

 

"Kiddo, look at me" I look up at aizawa not wanting to see the look of anger on his face but terrified what he will do if I don't obey.

 

"Good, we don't have an extra blanket at the moment there all in the washer but we do have a heating blanket that we keep in the closet for just in case." I nod as not to bother him more. "that might keep you much warmer then the thin sheets we have available. It's okay to ask questions you aren't in any trouble."

 

He gets up off the floor in front of me and sits on the couch pulling me onto his chest so I can hear his heartbeat. He moves slow as not to scare me and pauses when I give a slight flinch until I reassure him that it was okay as I fall unto his chest curling up as tight as I can into a little ball as I can make without dislodging the Giant kitten.

 

A few minutes past before Yamada comes back and he drapes the heating blanket over me, Aizawa and the kitten. Before going over plugging it in and leaving the room again.

 

Aizawa starts to gently Rock me side to side as the kitten curls up and places her little head in the crook of my neck purring content with being held. I'm starting to calm down but I'm still extremely sad I think that Yamada doesn't want to be near me cuz he left again.

 

I shouldn't have asked for anything he's now upset with me. He then came back into the room holding my all might plushie before handing it over to me and running his fingers through my messy curls gently scratching my scalp. 

 

I'm so relieved he's not mad he just was getting me all might. I hugged it tight to me right next to the kitty. I moved the heating blanket so she wouldn't be too hot and I drifted off to sleep.

 

 

Aizawa

 

After I gently laid izuku and the kitten back down on the couch so they could rest I went to help zashi get ready for work so he wouldn't be late. 

 

We had only been gone a few minutes before returning to the living room to see izuku sleeping on the couch with their new kitten curled up by his neck. I feel gentle arms wrap around my waist from behind before resting his head on my shoulder.

 

"Awww, look at the cute site." He whispered in my ear. I hmm in agreement as I lean into his embrace. I turn around in his arms and kissed him bringing my hands up to cup his cheeks.

 

 "Ya, he's a cute kid but you are going to be late. I (mwah) love (mwah) you (mwah) song bird. (Mwah) be safe and I will see you after work." I whisper to him between kisses.

 

He kissed me once more before heading out to UA. I quickly cleaned the dishes before setting in the recliner to watch TV.

 

 

**************Time skip****************

 

It's been a couple of hours and izuku is still sleeping soundly. I'm so thankful he needs to rest he's been crying more than normal and it tires the body. Are other cat muffin has made herself at home on my lap so I'm petting her and watching a old cooking show. I hear my phone go off so I open it to see Zashi had texted.

 

H: how's it going at home? Has he woken up yet? Did he have a nightmare? Do I need to come home?

 

O. Who's woken up? are you talking about are kiddo? Do you need me home early? I can try to find someone to stay with her.

 

S: it's fine my loves. Calm down. He's still sleeping calmly so far no nightmares that I can tell. And no you need to stay at work they need you to. Oboro no your sister needs you there we have it covered till your back. I'm staying home with him today and zashi tomorrow he's not ready to go back to school yet. We will be fine till school is out for the weekend. And izuku and I will be fine till you get back after school zashi if anything changes I will text you promise.

 

H: O okay, I'm surprised he's still sleeping it's been about 3 hours. Do you think it has to do with shadow or the heating blanket? Maybe both? O and his plushie he didn't have it last night.

 

S: I think it's all of it maybe even us being in the room with him. It'll take a few days to know for sure. Hows Toshi?

 

H: he's worried and wants to be home to know what is going on but other than that he's doing good.

 

O.  Okay just let me know if you need me. Give toshi and green bean hugs for me.

 

S: okay, I will text him at lunch I love you. Go teach the brats. Plus I will leave that up to zashi we all know I'm not big on physical affection.

 

H: 🥺 but I'm talking to my favorite listeners. 😘 Love you kitten see you later. Love you honey. Sho You should shower and "relax" you will feel better.

 

O. Yes I agree with zashi. And we all know your full of shit you love physical affection just hate being called out on it. You can't fool us love. 😘 Now go shower kitten .

 

I roll my eyes 'kitten' sigh how I love and hate that nickname. I get up and head to the showers before he wakes up. I just hope he doesn't wake up and I'm not there. 

 

I turn the water on warm as I put worrying out of my mind and get in washing my hair and body before I decided to do as my husband asked of me.

 

I close my eyes and let my hand wander my body rubbing and pinching my nipples feeling them purk up between my fingers, making me moan and my dick become erect as little shock waves hits me from the sensation.

 

I rub my hand down my body to my tip but stop. I'm thankful my phone is in a waterproof case as I bring it in with me and turn on the record.

 

I placed the phone on a little shelf I installed for this reason. I start over rubbing and playing with my nipples before rubbing down to my hard on. I rub the throbbing red tip, my eyes closed thinking of Ro and Zashi.

 

Thinking about zashi on his knees taking my hole length deep in his mouth down his throat. Kitten licking my tip right on the slit so he can get the first taste of pre cum. With Ro behind him making zashi take more of me till his lips are flushed with my pubic hair.

 

 Sucking on my tip as he moans as he swallows every single drop of my hot sticky cum like the needy cum slut he is.

 

As I squeeze the tip before sliding down my shaft I moan out his name as I pick up speed moaning harder breather. Gripping tighter moaning zashi oh God, zashi right there, oh please, right there.  

 

Picturing Ro then coming up behind me yanking my hair back so he has access to my neck before he bites and sucks on my artery. I use my other hand first rubbing over my nipples pinching them before sliding my hand down and slightly squeezing my balls electing a jolt of arousal through my lower abdomen.

 

I feel my climax coming I simply slip two of my fingers in my mouth sucking on them while moaning picturing masters  hard cock on my tongue instead. 

 

I stop before quickly grabbing a dildo from the drawer next to the tub. Suctioning it to the wall before sucking it working on taking it all the way down. 

 

I close my eyes imagining master in front of me With me on my knees sucking his tip begging to be used to be filled with his tasty salty cum. Just picturing him using me sends me climaxing, shooting cum on to the tub floor.

 

 I still feel wound up so I reach over to the cabinet next to the shower and grab a second waterproof suction cup dildo bigger than the first. I stick one on the bottom of the tub then angle the camera some to get a better view. 

 

I drop down on it taking it all in at once making me throw my head back and moan like a whore. I keep bouncing on it as I close my eyes picturing me ridding Zashi sir as I start to feel my lower abdomen tighten heat spreading down to my balls that are tightened up ready to explode. 

 

I move one hand to my dick. Thrusting down to feeling full before thrusting up into my hand running over and gripping my shaft tight.

 

  After a couple minutes I then switched positions making it easier for me to bounce on it.

 

 I then grabbed the other dildo and started sucking it imagining it was Ro master's throbbing twitching dick down my eager  waiting throat. 

 

I suck and thrust it deep into my mouth making me gag with every thrust down. I scream out my lovers names as I pull the dildo out of my mouth as Im cumming all over my thighs. 

 

I turned off the recording and sent it to my hot hubby's after coming down from my orgasms. I clean up and got out even more tired but a lot less stressed. 

 

I go back to check on izuku to see him still sleeping but now he looked like he was in the middle of a nightmare. I walk up to his sleeping form before I sit next to him rubbing my hands through his soft, poofy hair. 

 

After a couple of minutes he relaxes and wakes up, stretches, rubs his eyes, and yawns all at once.

 

"How did you sleep?" I asked calmly as to not startle him.

 

"I had a nightmare but then I felt your presence and it helped pull me out of it before waking up." He tells me in a sleepy voice. "Thank you."

 

"Do you want to talk about your dream? I won't judge you or get mad at you. Talking helps." I asked him in a low tone with as much care as I can in my words. He's quiet for a while before nodding.

 

"It was about one of the times he hurt me." He whispered. "It was still dark outside and I still have mine and his uuummm you know ccc cum on me running down my legs. He slammed open the door grabbed the gag and replaced the shirt tided around my mouth with it so no one could hear me scream." 

 

"He got on top of me, I could feel that he was already hard and started cutting little lines on my chest with a thin pocket knife." Izuku sobbed. "Then he lick the blood off before sucking on my chest and other places. Hh he did the same thing to my lower abdomen and both of my thighs. He then put a shock collar on me and turned it on for a couple of seconds before unclasping the center of the cuffs and yanking me to the floor."

 

His breath hitches, a shudder running through his small frame. "He then re cuffed them behind my back then removed the gag before telling me to be a obedient toy and suck master off and if I got bitey I would be punished. He grabbed my hair and jaw forcing my mouth open." 

 

Izuku takes a shaky breath, tears streaming down his face. "He forced himself into my mouth and down my throat I couldn't breathe I almost threw up. when I gagged that made him mad but he didn't stop he kept forcing my head back and forth cutting off my air till he came in my mouth. I could feel him twitching and hearing him grunt. I felt every thrust every twitch every spurt of hot salty sticky cum. He held my mouth closed and my nose till I swallowed."

 

Izuku's voice grew shaky. "Then he yanked me over to the dresser by my hair so he could grab something. He then shoved a pill down my throat before holding my mouth and nose closed till I swallowed. He Then through me to the ground on my stomach before pushing my face into the carpet as he forced my but in the air my legs pressed to my stomach."

 

He lets out a broken sob, clutching at his stomach. "He kept calling me a disobedient pet as he grabbed my sides hard and and entered me it hurts so much I screamed I i couldn't handle it he was so big. he got even madder and started strangling me. When he leaned over to get a better grip it pushed him deeper inside and he took the opportunity to start thrusting harder and faster as I cried for him to stop. When he pushed in he was half hard and I could feel him growing inside me."

 

Izuku's breathing is ragged now, his body trembling violently. "I can't stop hearing him grunt in my eat till he came twitching inside me or feel him cum inside me with every squirt and feeling it leek out over my thighs till he shoved something inside me to keep his cum in me after he finally finished. His chest pressed against my bareback as he grinds against me purposely knowing his tip is rubbing that spot inside me the spot that he knows makes me moan I don't know why."

 

He shakes his head frantically, tears pouring down his face. "Why it felt so good when I felt so dirty and hurting so much. I can't stop the moans or how I clinch around him as Im about to cum I try to stop to not react. He laughed said I loved him filling me up breeding me like the filthy whore I am."

 

Izuku's body goes rigid, a silent scream tearing from his throat as he remembers the worst part. "Told me again That in a few days after he's broke me in he has a friend who will pay big money for a tight ass like mine. Then he knows someone who can make me a bitch so he can breed me and bare him a strong son. He whispered all that as he grinded agents me I could feel him twitching when he talked about getting me pregnant."

 

A choked sob escapes Izuku's throat. "He then dragged me back to the bed after making me finish and he finished inside me. it was the next day I got punished with the things in me for almost 8 hours he told me after you know of that time." He barely talked over a whisper. 

 

He sobbed over and over there was even a Time I had to hold his hands because he was trying to scratch himself. I don't say anything I just told him close and rock him as words are just that but I need to show him I'm not going anywhere. After around 30 minutes he is just sniffling and yawning.

 

 "Do you want me to explain what that spot is. The one you said he kept hitting? If not that's alright I understand that it can be uncomfortable or scary right now to talk about those things. And if not now you can ask me later if and when you're ready." I gently ask him.

 

I feel Izuku nodding against my chest, a subtle motion but one I catch. I know this must be difficult for him to talk about, even now, even with me. But I'm glad he trusts me enough to ask.

 

"It's called the prostate," I explain gently, running my fingers through his hair. "It's a sensitive spot inside the body that's supposed to feel good during intercourse. It's normal for it to feel that way, Izuku. You're not doing anything wrong by reacting to stimulation there."

 

Izuku nodded slowly trying to understand. 

 

"The prostate is a bundle of nerves located about two inches inside the anus. It's connected to the bulb of the penis and the perineum, and it's very sensitive to stimulation."

 

I pause, letting him process that information. I can see the confusion and uncertainty in his eyes, but also a glimmer of relief, as if some small part of the puzzle has clicked into place.

 

"When your captor stimulated that area," I continue carefully, "it was normal for you to feel intense pleasure, even if you didn't want to. The prostate is like a built-in pleasure button. It's not something you can control or turn off."

 

Izuku listens intently, his body still nestled against mine. I can feel the tension slowly draining from him as he absorbs my words, as he starts to understand that what happened to him wasn't his fault.

 

"It's important to remember that," I add softly. "No matter what that man told you, no matter what he made you feel or do, you were a victim, Izuku. You didn't do anything wrong."

 

He nods against my chest, a small, jerky motion. "I just... I couldn't stop it," he whispers, his voice thick with shame and self loathing. "I tried to fight it, but it felt so good, and Iii I couldn't help but..."

 

His words trail off into silence, but I understand what he's trying to say. I tighten my arms around him, pulling him closer.

 

"I know," I murmur. "I know it felt good. But that doesn't mean you wanted it, Izuku. Your body reacted the way it was designed to react. That doesn't make you responsible for what happened."

 

I feel him relax a little at my words, his body melting into my touch. I continue to rock him, letting him know that he's safe, that he's believed. After a few moments, his breathing slows and evens out as he drifts back to sleep.

 

  'I will kill that man who hurt you my problem child. I will not stop till he is found he better hope the police or other heroes find him first. I will chop off his dick, blind it and force him to drink it.'

 

  I think as I walk to the kitchen to start lunch. As I'm making cold soba I'm making a list of what I need to do.

 

  'text Toshi at lunch, wake zuku and get him to eat, find something for him to watch to keep him distracted, look up ways to try and help him, set stuff out for dinner'

 

  I think that's everything yeah I have papers to grade but helping him is more important. As I finish up lunch I pull out chicken from the freezer for dinner and wash my hands and set up our bowls. 

 

I walk over to the couch and gently shake his shoulders and rub his back to help him to wake up. He soon sets up his eyes are red and puffy, red lines down his cheeks from tears.

 

  "It's lunch time I made cold soba" I inform him. He just nods before going to the restroom and washes up before sitting at the table.

 

Chapter 11: Ch. 11

Aizawa

As we eat there is an awkward silence that falls between us. He is mostly just moving his food around the plate he's only ate three bites.

  "Kid, I know you might not want or think you deserve food but you do and please eat at least two more bites." I'm worried about him he's already short, and like as is he needs food. he sighs again but takes another bite chewing very slowly before taking another bite. when he finishes the second bite he puts the fork down showing his done. we finished eating and I put the leftovers in the fridge before changing the channel to something with heroes. Thankfully that caught his attention so I had time to wash the dishes and sit down next to him for support. I pull out my phone and texted Toshi his lunch break just started a couple of minutes ago.

D: how is school going?

T: boring. Dad what's going on please tell me I'm so worried. Mamma's here but izuku and you aren't. Is izuku okay he's not answering my texts. Everyone is worried even the angry Pomeranian.

D: all I can say is problem child had been kidnapped kind of more like a home invasion. He was hurt bad and his mom didn't make it. We are fostering to adopt him and he developed a quirk through trauma and I found out more but will tell you Friday in person. he's here with me recovering and no you can't just come home you know it's a closed campus until the weekend and only open if you get it approved before hand. he needs time I'm sorry. This is just a shortened version

T: please, at least tell me what I can do to help him. Izu is my friend and if he's hurting I want to help him. When can I see him and you?

D: I will be at school tomorrow and you can see him this weekend that will give him time to adjust. As for helping him just be there. DO NOT judge him for what happened, don't touch him without permission, and just be supportive. He needs to feel loved and safe.

T: I can do that. I would never judge him why would I he never judged me for my quirk or past. Or even my taste in guys. I will see you Friday after school I love you Dad but I got to go denki keeps talking to me.

I pinched the bridge of my nose sighing.

  'my God another loud blonde. I guess father like son. I wonder who if anyone does izu like. I don't even know if he's straight it could be Uraraka or he's really close to Todoroki. Either way as long as he's happy but she's very bubbly and well I prefer not to have to see endeavor. Damn it if it is todoroki I might have to in lest nezu to keep them both safe from that disgrace masquerading around as a hero.'

  I'm pulled from my thoughts by my son's sobs. I rush over to his side

  "what's wrong? what happened?" I asked a little rushed. He shakes his head.

  "I don't want to talk about it? Every time I even think about him I feel his hands on me and I feel his breath on my neck. I want it out of my head I just want to scream." He tells me with each word his voice gets louder so he's almost yelling. He moves his hands to try and grip his hair and I grabbed his hands pulling them back down to his lap before wrapping him in a hug.

  "If you need to scream then scream. I'm right here I won't leave I promise." I whisper to him. Seconds later my ears are ringing as he screams at the top of his lungs. for a while it's just screaming then he starts yelling the word fuck over and over. This lasted about 5 minutes before he slumps back into my chest tired. I rocked him for about 15 minutes just humming a little tune.

  "I am here, To share your pain. My arms will hold you tight and protect you my dear. Lay your head on my chest so you can rest. no matter the sun or rain dad is here to chase away your fear."

  after about 30 minutes he's sleeping so I put him back on the couch so I could do some research. I'm extremely stressed and exhausted, I want to cry, and the worst part I want to cut. I haven't cut in the past 6 months thanks to my husband's. I didn't cut all the time just when I was super stressed but they have helped so much since the school year started. This year has been hell but after what happened last time I cut they said they couldn't handle it anymore and I needed to rely on them whenever I feel like hurting myself. I tell izuku I'll be right back before heading to my bedroom. I close the door before dropping to my knees groaning as I rub my hands over my bloodshot eyes. I get up and grab my laptop before going back to my son. I get comfortable before texting song bird. I can't text oboro he would be to worried and that's not far to him or his sister right now.

S: honey please, come straight home after work I need you here. I don't know what to do, I don't know if I'm going to be enough to help him. I feel useless and it's making me feel worse. He said he needed to scream so I told him that I would be there and to scream if he needed. Zashi he was screaming for 5 minutes straight and all I could do was hold him.

H: sweetie it's okay to feel like that. You're doing everything you can do and it means a lot to him knowing you're there. Now with that said how are you holding up did you keep your promise? Do you need me to help you tonight? And don't worry I'll be home right after and you can take a nap and I will help our son.

S: thank you, no I haven't cut but I want to so bad but I made you a promise I plan to keep. That's why I texted to let you know and to distract myself before I can overthink anymore. Please, yes, help me tonight.

H: I will love and I love the video you sent me it's making me hard just thinking about it, about you. I will ask are you sure you want me to be in complete control tonight or do you? so you can blow off some steam.

S: you please, I don't want control. I trust you with my life. I'm just overwhelmed. I love you.

I close my phone and open my laptop it's time to work. As I'm looking through website after website I keep an eye open checking on him every few minutes. I haven't found a lot and that frustrates me how can I help him if I don't know how.

  'how to get him to eat more he needs protein, iron and other vitamins.'

  o I got it I shut the laptop and headed to the fridge. I opened it and pull out a squeeze pouch they're made for steak-outs so they are a nutrition snack with 20 grams of protein. I sit next to him before handing a pouch to him and take one for myself.

  "It's like a nutrition drink but in a pouch that one tastes like peach mango." He just looks at it before opening it and trying it. I swear I blink and he finished it. I chuckle and than drink mine.

Izuku

  The pouch wasn't bad I wanted another one

  'you are a burden you don't deserve a second one. You're taking up their time making their lives harder. You haven't earned anything. You're useless, ugly, a burden,'

  I burst into tears

  "no, please no I'm not please stop" I cried out putting the palms of my hands over my ears to try and block out the voices in my head. Moments later I'm being embraced by the strong arms of my teacher, hero, dad? I thought briefly but I didn't care right now.

  "It's okay you're safe. What were you thinking about? please, talk to me." I hear him saying.

  "Iii I was wanted to ask for another one BBB but I got scared and the vvvv voice." I trailed off. "What did the voice say?"

  "I don't deserve more I'm just a burden to you both and I'm useless, ugly, a burden, a waste of space." I mumble as I feel his grip around me tighten a little. I then start feeling a hand run through my messy hair calming me down some.

  "Ssshhh, listen to me. You are not a burden you never where and never will, you are strong and I'm not talking about your quirk, your one of my strongest students, you are not ugly you just haven't found your other half yet. And I'm happy you want another one you eating makes us happy, you talking to us makes us happy knowing you trust us enough to talk and no matter how mad we get at what you're telling us we are not and I repeat not mad at you but at him for hurting you."

  "You're only saying that because I have a quirk now even if I was still quirkless nobody but my mom cared about me when I was quirkless no one cared. And even now I'm not strong he proved that I'm weak that all might waisted his quirk on me. And who would want me I'm used, broken and weak?" I tell him as I grab onto his shirt crying into his chest. He rubbed circles onto my back

  "even if you were still quirkless I would care and nobody deserves to be treated the way that you have been. Quirks are just tools that's all they are and I bet if you had an ounce of the determination I see everyday I can bet you would have snuck into my class at some point. You might have had to go through the sports festival for me to see you and train you to get in to the hero course next year like I did with Toshi before I expelled that student but I bet you still would have by next year gotten into the track of your dreams even without a quirk. And even heroes need saving sometimes and you will meet your soulmate and they will love you for who you are not what happened to you. They will support you and love you and even if you were willingly with someone else before them they wouldn't care. Now let's get you another fruit pouch."

  We get up and he gets me a strawberry kiwi flavored one this time and as I'm drinking it I'm trying to believe in what he's told me. I want to but the voice tells me something different. I get up after finishing my snack and walk to the cat tree that's by the TV and pick the kitten up. She was sleeping curled up next to the older white cat.

  "Umm what's their names?" I asked shyly because I forgot.

  "Her name's shadow and she seems to really like you and the older white cat that's muffins." He says. I popped down on the floor now that my ass doesn't hurt anymore. I rub her belly and play with her as I relax at least for a little while I forgot all of the bad and The voice left me alone.

************Time skip************

  I'm getting scared that Yamaha will get hurt walking home. I know Yamada has texted like he said he would but it's now time for him to walk back. He should be back in a few minute but the longer time passes my anxiety goes up. I'm so tired but I refuse to sleep till he's here and I know he's safe. The door unlocks and opens the show Yamada walking in. I spring from my seat and throw myself on him into a big hug. I don't want to let him go afraid he'll leave again. With my arms around him hugging him tight my head to his chest I let out a big yawn as my body starts to droop from exhaustion.

  I hear him laugh his head tilting back before leading me to the couch and tucking me in with my plushie and kitty and the heating pad on. He starts humming and rubbing his hands through my mop of hair. Lulling me to sleep I'm so tired from crying and hyperventilating off and on all day. I'm scared though I don't want to have another nightmare so I tried to get up but he wouldn't let me.

  "What's wrong little one?" He asked in a low soft voice from the normally loud teacher voice. With being so sleepy my brain started fogging up more at those words bring up that weird feeling again and making my brain a little cloudier than it was before.

  "I'm scared, he's going to find me and and take me back. I feel icky I keep thinking of him and his ppp pun ppp pun ish ments. I don't wanna feel him, no touchy on ooo ooorrr ummm yyyaaa in me again." I said going red from embarrassment and shame.

  "It's okay I know it's hard to talk about but you don't need to avoid certain things or topics. Don't be ashamed or scared to tell us what happened we will listen." Hearing him say that helps some.

  "How's Shoto, and Toshi?" I asked avoiding the topic.

  "Worried about you. And hitoshi knows you're here since he's our other little one. Sho told him he can come home Friday to see you but to let you rest and adjust until then. And he only knows the basics you were hurt and what happened to your mom and we are going to adopt you nothing more. You should tell him though when you are ready." I listen to him as my mind drifts off to Dreamland I managed a little hum letting him know that I heard him.

Chapter 12: Ch. 12

Hizashi

 

Soon after izuku fell asleep I got up and walked over to Sho he looks worse than normal much more wornout and tired.

 

"I will be right back, stay!"

 

 I walk to the kitchen and grab one of his squeezes and a bottle of water before walking back to him. I grabbed his hands leading him to our bedroom quietly.

 

 I know right now is not the best time for this but it's one of the only ways we have found to work on him to help him distress without harming himself. I'm really scared if he doesn't relax some he's going to break his promise to me and all his hard work and progress will be out the window. 

 

As I'm shutting and locking our bedroom door I tell him to get undressed. I go to our bathroom and take a really quick shower to wash the hair gel out after placing the stuff on the night stand. Walking up to the bed I see kitten laying there naked waiting for me.

 

 "All fours kitten in front of me" he gets up and crawls to the edge of the bed. In seconds he's there waiting for my next command.

 

 "Before we begin what are the safe words repeat them to me."

 

 "Green good to keep going, yellow pause or to change what we're doing, and red stop."

 

  "Good, now be a good kitten and suck."

 

I tell him grabbing a hand full on inky black hair yanking it while forcing his head to the tip of my waiting erect dick. Without hesitation he starts kitten licks the tip of my head swirling his tongue around it before deepthroating. The sudden sensation of his hot wet throat surrounding me has me gasping as my shaft twitch's.

 

'God, his mouth and tongue feel so amazing like he's meant to be on his knees taking me like the good kitten he is. So needy for sir's cock pulsing on his hot wet tongue begging for my sticky milk.'

 

He bobs his head taking me fully in every time while using his tongue to circle around my tip every time he pulls away. I can't take my eyes off him. 

 

How his eyes are half leaded, lips rapped around me with swollen lips, flushed cheeks, and he's so hard he's leaking on the bed. He sucks as hard as he can hollowing his cheeks out I feel and hear him moan from the sensation. 

 

I know he loves sucking loves the feel of being used loves feeling me twitch in his mouth as I climax and forcing him to swallow every drop. He can and has had a dick between his pretty lips for hours. 

 

"God kitten, your such a good boy taking sir between your pretty little lips using your filthy tongue just right." I praise him making him moan.

 

He knows he's not allowed to touch himself while he's taking me down his throat but every time he deepthroats I see his already hard dick twitch while dripping precum on the bed knowing if I draw this out I can make him cum untouched. 

 

He starts humming sending me into Bliss causing me to yank on his hair making him moan louder and causing his dick to twitch. I'm getting closer so I force his head to go deeper and faster I see a tear slide down his cheek but I don't stop. 

 

I know my tip is so far down his throat that he's not able to breathe but I know he loves that feeling so I won't stop till I'm coming down his pretty throat. I hit my climax cuming with his lips to the base of my cock.

 

"Swallow" I demand.

 

He nodded and did as he was told obediently and with no hesitation before opening his mouth sticking out his tongue to show me that he did as told.

 

"Good kitten, color?" I asked as I gently run my fingers through his hair before gripping the base and yanking it down forcing him to look at me. Me doing this causes him to moan dick leaking more precum.

 

"Green, Sir, green."

 

 "There you go such a good kitten for me. Now go lay down and get in position."

 

 He quickly gets up and lays down lifting his wrists up towards the headboard for me to tie. I tie his wrists to the bedpost with a black silk rope we have before putting a blindfold over his eyes.

 

 I pulled his legs apart and crawled in between them before bending over my lips grazing his left ear before whispering.

 

"You're so good for sir tonight I want you to cum for me over and over you don't have to ask for permission tonight. But you will be cuming as many times as I want you to you will not stop no matter how overstimulated you are until I'm satisfied. You are such a good kitten for me so beautiful covered in cum, desperate for me to fill you, use you till all thought is of pleasing me." I whispered before nibbling on his ear.

 

His breathing hitches before he starts panting. I start kissing down his neck sucking on that one spot that drives him mad. He lets out a whiny little moan bucking his hips and angling his neck to give me more room. 

 

I slowly move down to his bare chest before licking and sucking on his right nipple till the bud swells under my tongue as I nip at it with my teeth causing my kitten to buck his hips and lift his chest further into my mouth. Him moaning so desperately for me as he is trying to hide it. 

 

I move lower before quickly deep throating him using a small amount of my quirk to send vibrations through his dick causing him to silently scream throwing his head back against the pillow.

 

I grab his ass tight in both hands using my grip to hold him tighter with my lips to his base. I keep using my quirk as a low level and use my vibrating tongue to lick his slit causing him to climax down my throat. 

 

After swallowing I then go down some more slowly taking each one of his balls in my mouth licking and sucking them with my tongue and lips. Before going down and licking his rim as I'm spreading his cheeks with my hands squeezing them. 

 

Slowly I push my tongue inside of him as I feel his body start to shake around me. 

 

He's already a moaning mess trying to keep it in he knows I hate him keeping quiet I love hearing his loud screams of pleasure. I pull back sitting up before bringing my hand down hard on his toned ass electing a scream turned moan from his still swollen lips.

 

 "Don't try to hide or stop those pretty little moans I love from coming out of your mouth. You know I can and will tie you to this bed. You have been being so good for sir don't start being a brat now. Or do you want me to paint your pretty ass red?" I asked in a disappointed tone.

 

"Please, please yes sir yes i will be good." He begs in an airy voice. 

 

Well if that's what kitten wants. I bring my hand down hard on his inner thigh before binding down and sucking on it before lightly before biting it. 

 

I then slap his ass pulling a loud moan from the trembling man beneath me. I spank him 15 more times before going back to where I was. 

 

After working him over with my long tung and opening him a little bit I can easily slide my tongue in as deep as I can and loving how it tastes, how I can feel his hole body shaking, his hole clinch around my wet tung and how open I hear the love of my life moaning. 

 

I use my quirk for a couple minutes sending vibrations through my tongue deep inside him. He is shaking with the need to thrust down onto my tongue but needing to be a good boy and stay still until given permission.

 

I then moved up my fingers before inserting my first finger in slowly. I moved back up to his chest sucking on his sensitive nipples as I thrust my finger deeper and faster into him. 

 

I know he likes it hard and rough but I still refuse to not prep him at all. I then moved back down and remove my finger before grabbing an inserting a small remote control vibrator deep inside him. 

 

I use my fingers to push it up till he jumps as it hits his prostate. I smirk because he's already trembling underneath me. Thought he's so hot and he's going to be a mess when I'm finished with him. I turn on the vibrator to the medium setting. He gasps and moans louder

 

  "Zashi"

 

Now that just won't do so I move up to his face, lifting his blindfold before yanking his hair back forcing him to look in my eyes.

 

  "What was that kitten? what are you supposed to call me? Do I need to punish you for misbehaving? You've been so good for me say my name!"

 

  "Sir, Sir, I'm sorry, please, o God, sir."

 

 He's begging as his hips keep rocking trying to chase the sensation. I pulled the blindfold back into place before I lift his legs up putting them over my left shoulder before I spank him five more times causing him to moan and come all over his toned chest.

 

I don't give him much time to recover before cranking the vibrator up all the way as I've bent down to bite and suck on his neck.

 

  "Sir, o God, right there." He screams arching his back and thrusting his hips up. I keep attacking his neck and start twisting his right nipple as his body shakes like crazy and his cries are making me hard again.

 

  "Cum, please, o God." He screams.

 

I wait a little longer as I slowly start sucking and biting on his left nipple and teasing his right one. I've been slowly moving down his chest leaving hickies before I nibble on his throbbing painfully red tip making him buck his hips up.

 

  "So needy, you're doing so good so well kitten you'll get a treat soon for being so good." I grabbed his hips forcing them back down as I keep licking and nibbling at his dripping wet tip.

 

  "Ppp ppplll mmmm please, o God, sir cccuuuummm" he begged.

 

I began licking his tip before taking him all of my mouth sucking before humming around him using a small amount of my quirk causing him to climax in seconds.

 

  "Sir"

 

He yelled as he released down my throat. It's hot and sticky but also sweet and o so yummy. He came in the back of my throat and I swallowed most of it. 

 

I moved back up kissing him licking on his lips as he opens his mouth for me. I pushed some of his cum that was left in my mouth into his as I deepen the kiss and suck on his tongue making him taste himself, swallow himself. 

 

He moans into my mouth enjoying the taste on his tongue. I pulled back after about a minute and pull the blindfold up before cupping his face causing him to look up at me through dazed eyes. I can tell he's not fully there but I need to know so I ask anyways

 

  "color"

 

 It takes him a few seconds to register what I said and a few more seconds before he can answer

 

  "green, mmmm please."

 

With that confirmation I placed the blindfold back then moved to line my tip up with his hole before thrusting in not giving him time to adjust. I start a punishing deep pace as I turned down the vibrator to a medium low setting.

 

 "You're doing so good for me, you're taking sirs dick so well."

 

I leaned over kissing him and easily slipping my tongue into his mouth. His moans into my mouth are becoming louder and I could feel him tighten around me as he's getting closer. 

 

I suck harder on his tongue and thrusting deeper and faster hitting his prostate with every thrust of my hips as he's cuming on our chests.

 

I keep my fast Pace making sure to hit his sweet spot every time as I wrap my hand around his tip squeezing it while rubbing my thumb over his dripping tip. I'm using my hand kind of as I cockring he can't come till he begs. I bite his inner thigh leaving hickeys and bite marks.

 

  "Cum, please oh God please cum."

 

  "Beg"

 

 "sir, please fuck o fuck stop please I need to cum please let me cum."

 

 He begs with his words slurring. I wait a few more minutes listening to him get needier and his words harder to understand. I finally release his throbbing, pulsating cock making him cum all over our chest again. I stopped thrusting pulling out completely.

 

  "Color"

 

  "yellow"

 

  "what do you need kitten?"

 

  "Mmmm ooo out. Take it out."

 

  "The vibrator you want it out?" He nodded.

 

  "Do you want to stop." He shakes his head."

 

  "Keep going?" He nodded.

 

 "Kitten I need a verbal answer to keep going or I'm going to stop." I gently tell him.

 

  "Keep going, green."

 

 With that confirmation that he's okay I take out the vibrator and turn it off. I lift his shaking legs and placed them over my shoulders. I start pounding into him as hard as I can hitting his prostate every time.

 

At this point he can't even do more than pant and low moans he's overstimulated and more than likely in sub space feeling floaty right now. 

 

I can see its starting to hurt him but he doesn't want to stop not till the other has cum. I start rubbing his tip and down his shaft and I start squeezing his balls as I'm thrusting making him start screaming again.

 

  "Sssss, oOoOO, sssssiiii, sir there, right there, mmmmmmm cccccuuuu mmmmmm cccuuuummm." I hear him scream before releasing into my hand.

 

 I bring my hand up and lick it clean. I trust a couple more times before releasing as deep in him as I can.

 

I lay down next to him running my hand through his hair softly.

 

  "Color"

 

  "red"

 

He nearly cried out. I quickly untied him taking the blindfold off and held him to my chest till he stops shaking from being overstimulated because of all his orgasms.

 

The whole time I'm running my fingers through his hair soothing him. After he's done shaking I quickly lean over and grab the water helping him drink it before grabbing the squeeze pack and helping him eat it.

 

 After a few more minutes I see him start to doze off but he needs to be cleaned up first.

 

  "Baby, let's get you cleaned up so you can sleep"

 

  "mmmm"

 

 Is all I got in reply his eyes starting to close. I get up and walk into the bathroom and start a bath for him. I go back into our room and pick him up bringing him and placing him in the water. 

 

I go back and change the bedding before joining him in the tub. I wash his hair and body for him before moving to myself. I laugh softly looking at my sleeping husband he didn't even make it out of the tub before passing out.

 

 'well he did come more than normal and it lasted longer he must have been really stressed.'

 

 I think as I dry us off and Tuck him into bed. I kissed his forehead before going to check on izuku. I walk into the living room seeing him still asleep I just let out a sigh of relief.

 

I sit down and pull out my phone checking the time it's 6:14 hhhmmm we were in there quite a while over an hour and a half damn we beat our record I chuckled at that thought. 

 

We normally last an hour at most and I'm tired but can't rest because dinner has to be made crap I should have already started it. With a sigh I get up and head to the kitchen I put my headphones in and turn on some music as I prepare our food.

 

 

********Time skip****************

 

 

I filled all three plates and go to wake up the sleeping beauties. I wake up my lovely husband first I run my hand through his hair and whisper love it's time for dinner. He hums to let me know he's waking up. He sets up in bed looking at me before I see a small smile.

 

 "Thank you, love" he says before leaning in and kissing me softly on the lips. 

 

He goes to the bathroom to cover the bite marks up we don't want to cause izuku to have a flashback. I've been working on slowly waking up izuku by running my hand through his hair just like Sho's.

 

"little one it's dinner time." He slowly sets up trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes.

 

"Mmm mky." He said while yawning before walking to the table.

 

 "Izuku, what did you learn from the show you were watching earlier?" Sho asked.

 

Just to get his attention and he started mumbling about it while eating not paying attention to his food. I share a knowing look with my husband before zuku finished his muttering spree. 

 

He was too busy eating and talking he didn't know he ate more than half of his plate of food. After dinner I gave him his homework and he gratefully ran into the living room to the coffee table and started working.

 

 

*************Time skip***************

 

 

Shota

 

Zashi and me are cuddling up on the couch for a couple hours watching izuku do his homework. He seems relaxed and happy about that I hate seeing a normally Happy kid so stressed and depressed. 

 

I can't thank Zashi enough for what he did for me earlier I might be extremely sore and really don't want to walk anywhere but I'm not on the verge of any more panic attacks I'm not overthinking. 

 

I'm content right now izuku is okay for the time being, I'm cuddling with the love of my life, and our other son is safe at school. I wish Toshi was here but izuku isn't ready for that and that's okay. I am going to text him just to see how he is doing.

 

 

D. how's your night going problem child

 

T. it's ok just boring without izu here

 

D. do you remember Shadow the kitten we just got

 

T. ya, what about her is she ok did she get out is muffin being mean

 

D. she's fine but attached to the other problem child I'm thinking of talking to hound dog about seeing if I can make her his support animal

 

T. that would be so cool but why what happened that's so bad that he would need a support animal

 

D. it's not my place to say but I'm hoping he will tell you Friday when you come home. If he's not ready don't push him to answer.

 

D. I have to go now it's time to get him to bed. Please take your sleeping pill and get some rest. And have a good night I love you son.

 

T. love you too Dad and I will even though I hate taking them. Tell pops night for me please and that I miss you guys.

 

D. I will see you tomorrow

 

 

I take a deep breath preparing myself for a long night.

 

"Izuku, bunny it's bedtime." As I'm saying this he freezes before he starts shaking.

 

 I lead him and Zashi in checking all the doors and window locks and in any place someone could hide. I lead him to his bed and Tuck him in. As I'm about to leave he grabs my hand

 

"please, don't leave me." He has a string of tears going down his baby face. 

 

I sigh internally but climb into the bed texting Zashi to come here as well. He finally gets into izuku's room and he gets into the bed on the other side of the zuku no words needed to be said.

 

 We are squishing in a tight hug as I start humming to him. Shadow jumped into bed with us bringing his plushie with her and izuku was so happy to see them both he finally relaxed. After a while we all drifted off to hell uuummm I mean sleep.

 

Chapter 13: Ch.13

Izuku

 

memory

 

I wake up with my wrists still cuffed to the headboard of the bed. The metal digs into my raw, bleeding skin from all the futile yanking I did last night, trying desperately to break free. I can feel the warm, sticky mixture of blood and cum running down my thighs, and I start sobbing uncontrollably.

 

Suddenly, I hear a loud stomping sound echoing through the house, growing louder and closer with each passing second. My heart leaps into my throat, and I squeeze my eyes shut.

 

When the bedroom door slams open with a deafening bang, I know that it's all too real. I hear the sickening crunch of his footsteps on the hardwood floor as he approaches the bed, and then his voice, low and menacing:

 

"Looks like you haven't learned your lesson. You need to be punished again. You've been a very naughty doll."

 

He hisses the words at me, his hot, fetid breath washing over my face. Before I can even process what's happening, his hand comes up and backhands me across the face with brutal force. Pain explodes through my cheek, and I cry out, but it's muffled by the gag that's still stuffed into my mouth.

 

In one swift motion, he unlocks the center of the cuffs and flips me onto my stomach. I scream in agony as my battered body hits the mattress, my wrists and ankles burning with renewed pain. He reconnects the cuffs, forces another little blue pill down my throat, and then clasps the gag tightly back into place.

 

"You're being so naughty," he taunts, his voice dripping with cruelty. "You know you're not allowed to speak without permission, tsk tsk. Now I must punish you. You're such a bad boy, a disobedient pet."

 

His teeth close around my earlobe, biting down hard enough to draw blood as he whispers his sickening promises.

 

"It's time for your punishment. Time to take all of your Master's semen. Time to break you. By the time I'm finished with you, you will be begging for forgiveness. You will happily get on your knees and take me down your throat. Don't worry your pretty little head, by next weekend, you'll be in heat, and you'll be begging for me to fuck you. And oh, I will. By the end of the weekend, you'll be knocked up, you dumb whore. And the person I found? Don't worry about them, you'll be having a litter for me."

 

I'm screaming into the gag, tears streaming down my face as the horror of his words sinks in. I'm petrified, absolutely terrified of what's about to happen to me. He grabs a whip and a vibrator, shoving the latter inside me without any warning or preparation.

 

I can feel his cum moving around inside me, hear the obscene squishing sounds as the vibrator displaces it. It hurts so badly that I'm sure I'm going to split in half, and I'm screaming and writhing against my restraints.

 

He hits that secret spot inside me, the one that makes me feel pleasure even as it disgusts me, and turns the vibrator up to its highest setting. Then he starts whipping my back, hitting the same spot over and over again until I can feel the warm trickle of blood running down my skin.

 

With every lash of the whip, I feel myself growing harder, my tip leaking precum onto the sheets below me. I'm horrified by my body's reaction, disgusted with myself for being turned on by this depraved torture.

 

'please, I want to die. What did I do to deserve this? All might, aizawa sensei, anyone please save me.'

 

 As the captor's fingers close around my neck, I can feel the pressure building in my head, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps. His hand is large and strong, and it doesn't take much for him to cut off my airflow completely.

 

I can feel my pulse pounding in my ears, the blood rushing to my head as I struggle against the restraints, desperate to break free. But it's useless, the cuffs hold tight, and all I can do is twitch helplessly as the darkness closes in around the edges of my vision.

 

Through the haze of fear and panic, I feel his other hand on my chest, his fingers pinching and twisting at my nipples with cruel, deliberate precision. The pain is sharp and intense, shooting through my body like electricity, but even worse is the way my traitorous dick responds.

 

I can feel it hardening, growing impossibly stiff as he plays my body like an instrument, coaxing out responses I don't want to give. The wetness of my precum smears across the sheets beneath me, a physical manifestation of my body's shameful betrayal.

 

The tears flow freely down my cheeks now, my freckles standing out in stark relief against the pallor of my skin. I'm disgusted with myself, with the way I'm reacting to this abuse, to the pleasure he's forcing on me against my will.

 

'Please,' I beg silently, my mind racing as I try to block out the sensations assaulting my body. 'Please, All Might, Aizawa-sensei, anyone, please save me. I don't want this, I don't want any of this. I just want it to stop.'

 

But even as I plead for mercy, I know that no one is coming to rescue me. I'm utterly alone with this monster, at his mercy, and there's nothing I can do to escape the horror he has in store for me.

 

The pressure on my neck increases, and spots dance before my eyes as the lack of oxygen takes its toll. Just as I think I might pass out, he releases me, and I gasp for air, my lungs burning as I try to fill them with precious oxygen.

 

But there's no respite, no time to catch my breath. He's on me again in an instant, his teeth closing around my earlobe as he sucks hard enough to make me cry out.

 

His fingers are still twisting and pinching at my nipples, the pain blurring into a dull, constant ache that seems to seep into my very bones. And then, just as I think I can't take anymore, he moves his hand from my neck to the vibrator inside me.

 

He bites down hard on my ear, hard enough to draw blood, as he thrusts the vibrator into that secret spot inside me, the one that makes me feel pleasure even as it disgusts me. His other hand is still working my nipples, pinching and flicking at the sensitive buds until I'm writhing and moaning against my gag.

 

"Like that, you fucking slut?" he growls in my ear, his voice dripping with cruelty. "You're not allowed to come until I say so. Understand?"

 

I can only whimper in response, tears streaming down my face as I nod frantically. I hate myself for the noises I'm making, for the way my body is responding to his touch. I want it to stop, want him to stop, but I know that it's useless.

  

end of memory 

 

 

 I wake up screaming, shaking, crying and sweating. I feel a hand on my back I am so scared it's him I flinch away and scream.

 

 "Ssshhh, it's okay it's just us it's zawa I'm right here. You're safe." I hear him say as he wraps me in a hug with my head on his chest.

 

"Try to match my breathing" he instructs as he takes deep slow breath.

 

I tried to match it but I couldn't and was so scared I started gagging. Yamada quickly grabbed my trash can before I vomited in it, after the gagging stopped I was handed a water bottle that I used to rinse my mouth out with. It took over 10 minutes before I was able to get my breathing under control.

 

"Do you want to tell us about your dream little one." I hear Yamaha ask me. 

 

I shake my head no I'm too afraid and ashamed of what happened. Aizawa starts to rock me side to side while rubbing circles into my back.

 

"You don't have to tell us anything but we are here to listen if you want to." Aizawa whispers to me. "Just know there's nothing to be embarrassed or to be ashamed of. We won't think any less of you but bottling it up will hurt you more than confiding in US. We just want to help you and see you heal." 

 

I know they're right but it's hard to believe that they won't be disgusted with me or leave or even worse laugh. I know that they already know what happened just not every detail and they haven't left yet but I'm still petrified of them abandoning me.

 

Aizawa

 

I hold izuku protectively in my arms being patient knowing he will tell us when and if he is ready.

 

 Izuku whispered. "He ummm, well he. I woke up chained to my bed. I could still feel his cum on and in me, it was running down my thighs and it made me feel gross so I started crying. He heard me and stormed in saying I was naughty and needed punished and he hhheee he kept calling me umm doll."

 

"He changed it so I was laying on my stomach I begged him not to but he forced me to swallow a pill before gagging me so I couldn't be heard screaming." I heard him say with a far away look before he starts crying again.

 

He grabs my shirt hiding his face against my chest as he sobs for several minutes.

 

"He bites my ear before calling me a cum dumpster and saying it's time to take all of mmm mmmmm master. He then puts a umm, vvvv vibrator inside me turning it on before using a whip on my back and ummm my body wouldn't stop reacting to it but. I was begging to die I wanted it to end. I was screaming and crying. He's in oh God why can't I die." He gasped out.

 

He was shaking and starting to hyperventilate again as his tears soaked my shirt. I wasn't worried about the dirty shirt I was more worried about his physical and mental health. He takes a deep breath before continuing.

 

"He started to choke me and doing things to my chest well my nipples pinching and twisting them and my body was reacting I didn't want to I didn't want any of it. please believe me." He begged with teary eyes and a snot filled nose.

 

"We believe you. What happened was not your fault and it will never be your fault he forced you to take a drug that made your body react like that. And even if that wasn't the case and your body still reacted which can and has happened to victims it would still not be your fault. Ssshhh you're safe now we've got you."

 

I told him as I'm holding him tightly to my chest and rubbing his back as soothingly as I can.

 

  "Iii I it made me moan and he said. 'oh you like that slut you're not allowed to come till I say.' I just wanted him to stop but he wouldn't stop. why wouldn't he stop. He then did uuummm uuummm ya."

 

  He started shaking again.

 

  "You don't have to tell us if you don't want to but know we are here to listen and not judge you. You had no control over what happened." He takes several deep breaths before saying.

 

  "He bites my neck as he twists one of my nipples with one hand and he shoved the vibrator deep inside me hitting what did you call it o ya my prostate making me uuummm ya uuummm you know finish uuummm ccc ccc cum." I hold him rocking him slightly trying to comfort him as he is as red as a strawberry.

 

  "I woke up then but when it happened he was so so mad I iii cummed without being given permission that he punished me more. Till I blacked out hours later. That was why he ppp pun punished me for 8 hours. He had a small vibrator like an egg that was controlled in an app. He kept me on my stomach but tied down my hips. He inserted it placing it where you said my prostate was, the good spot he said. Then he put sum thing he called a but plug in so it wouldn't come out. He left after forcing another pill down my throat and putting the fabric back in my mouth instead of the gag. He turned it on before he left so he could watch me thrash trying to get it out as he changed the settings to what he wanted. He would turn it down for a few minutes every once and a while before turning the tempo and turning it to max vibrations again. I lost count how many times I came after the forth time everything got fuzzy and by the time he came back I had blacked out. That made him so mad that before removing it he used the whip again. Then sat at the head of the bed moving the gag and forcing me to take him I couldn't move as he just used me. I couldn't breathe and started loosing consciousness again till I felt him twitch hitting the back of my throat before I felt and tasted his cum. He held me down keeping me from breathing till I swallowed and he laughed when at that moment I came again sense it was still on in me." He rushed out barley taking a breath.

 

 After telling us what happened he cried for over an hour before falling asleep again from exhaustion. I carefully lay down making sure not to wake him as Zashi lays next to us. He wraps his arm around us holding Us close to him.

 

*********Time skip**************

 

I wake up hearing whimpering and feeling shaking to see izuku having a nightmare and crying in his sleep. I carefully sit up making sure not to startle him. 

 

When I get situated I place his head on my chest and start humming as I carefully Rock him side to side. My hand runs through his bushy green hair soothingly. I look up to see my husband plugging up the heating blanket before placing it over us and placing izuku's plushie in his arms. 

 

After what felt like hours but was probably more like minutes he stopped shaking and crying slowing indicating that the nightmare was over. I look at the clock and it read 6:00 a.m.

 

I need to get ready for work but I'm afraid if I move I will wake him. Zashi see's my dilemma and lays next to me slowly and carefully moving izuku to his chest so I can get ready. 

 

In truth I don't really want to go to work yeah I know I'm a workaholic but izuku is more important right now he's hurt and scared.

 

Sighing I got up and got my clothes from my dresser and went to take a shower to prepare for this long excruciatingly exhausting day. 

 

I know 1A is worried about izuku so I have to prepare myself to be bombarded with questions about his whereabouts. After getting ready, eating and drinking my first cup of coffee. I walk back to izuku's room.

 

I kiss my loud cockatoo on the lips before kissing izuku's forehead whispering goodbye I'll see you after work love you.

 

I quickly make my to go cup of coffee before heading out the door. As I'm walking to my classroom I get lost in thought.

 

'what if he freaks out because I'm not there? What if he tries to hurt himself while I'm at work? What if hizashi can't get him to eat? What if that sicko finds him?'

 

I'm pulled from my thoughts as I'm opening my classroom door to see all of my students except one in their seats. I sigh I haven't had enough coffee for this. As I walk up to the podium I hear.

 

"Aizawa sensei are you okay?"

 

"Do you know where midoriya is?"

 

"Is he okay is he sick if so can I take notes for him?"

 

"Shut up extras." I pinched the bridge of my nose before activating my quirk.

 

"Quiet down." making them go silent.

 

 "Midoriya is safe. No, I will not tell you the details. He will be out for the rest of the week. No you will not bombard him with questions when he comes back Monday. Now let's get started with class." I tell them.

 

 

Hizashi

 

A couple of hours have passed and he's starting to wake up so I rub his arm gently letting him know that he's not alone. Izuku opens his emerald green eyes tiredly looking up at me a little confused.

 

"Good morning little one." I say to him in a quiet soft tone. he gets a slightly confused and conflicted look before he yawns, stretches and the rubs the sleep out of his eyes.

 

"Morning Yama" he said with a subdued voice that sounded half asleep.

 

"Time for breakfast. bunny What would you like to eat?" I asked. He looks down to his lap before whispering

 

"I'm okay, I'm not hungry."

 

"Izuku, I know you probably aren't hungry but you need to eat. I will heat up some soup and get you a juice pouch. Please, just a few bites." He just slowly nods still not looking at me.

 

We get up and head to the kitchen where I heat up the soup for him and fix me some eggs. He sits at the table with Shadow running up to him before climbing up on his lap curling up in a ball and falling asleep. 

 

He pets her causing her to purr while waiting for his food. The timer on the microwave went off so I opened the fridge and pulled out a pouch before pouring the soup into a bowl.

 

I then placed both of them in front of izu along with some orange juice. He just looks at the food for a while before picking up the pouch and slowly drinking it.

 

I am happy he ate something and even better the juice pouch he ate was a vitamin juice pouch giving him vitamins, minerals and protein. It's a start small steps but still progress. He looks up.

 

"where's aizawa?"

 

"He had to go to work."

 

I see him start panicking so I quickly add.

 

"I can text him so you can see he's okay and made it to UA safely." He frantically nods letting me know he wants to make sure he safely made it.

 

H. hunny, izuku just wanted to make sure that you made it safely.

 

S. yes, but not enough caffeine to deal with my hell class. I was bombarded with questions as soon as I got here, bakugo yelling for them to shut up.

 

I showed the text to izuku and see him visibly relax some. His breathing evens out and he is visibly calmer. He picks up Shadow and walks the couch without saying a word.

 

I get the heating blanket from his bedroom, plug it in and lay it over him. I can go sit down in the chair while putting on a hero themed show.

 

H. he has calmed down now, thank you. He's watching some hero show and he ate one of your pouches.

 

S. I'm glad, he should be taking it easy not worrying about us. Ya, he likes them he had two yesterday. O and after I said that he was safe and won't be back until Monday bakugo looked worried and with regret on his face and kept zoning out during class. If he did that any other time I would have called him out.

 

H. I would not have guessed bakugo being the one concerned about someone else definitely not izuku. He tries to explode him every chance give.

 

S. I'm going to talk to hound dog today about getting anxiety/depression medication for izuku. He already had mild anxiety before this now it's worse and he's having self hating thoughts. Plus I don't think he can wait till he's able to talk to hound dog himself that might never happen.

 

H. I agree, it could help him a lot. Don't forget to ask about shadow being his emotional support cat. I'm going to get everything out of the bathroom that could be used for self harm soon so he can take a shower without me panicking thinking he might hurt himself. Love you kitten see you after work.

 

S. love you too songbird

 

Chapter 14: Ch. 14

Hizashi

 

I set my phone down beside me on the end table before looking at izuku curled up on the couch. I get up and walk over to him before squatting down to his eye level.

 

 "I'll be right back I'm just going to set up the shower for you. I will be in the other room if you need me."

 

I tell him before getting up, ruffling his fluffy broccoli green hair and headed to the bathroom. As I'm looking through the bathroom cabinet I'm very thankful that this one doesn't get used very often now that Toshi is in the dorms. 

 

The only things left in it was a stray razor and some Tylenol both I quickly removed from the room. I put the items in mine and Sho's bathroom before getting izuku a towel, his shower bag and clean clothing.

 

After placing them on the bathroom sink. I walked back into the living room to inform izuku that he could take a shower now. Izuku is still on the couch zoning out he's eyes aren't focused on anything. 

 

They seem glassy and a little duller than his normally bright sparkling eyes. Shadow is trying to get his attention by rubbing her head on his cheek. I slowly move to set next to him so I don't scare him by moving to fast. I rub circles on his back

 

"izuku, baby can you hear me?" I ask in a low calming voice. 

 

He blinks a couple of times before looking up at me. His eyes are slightly glossy like he's not all there at the moment.

 

"Are you ready for a shower?" I tell him. "I put your towel and clean clothes in the bathroom already." 

 

"Oh, umm ya okay." He whispered but made no move to get up.

 

I rub his back a couple times before helping him stand up after setting shadow on the floor.

 

"I know you might not have the motivation to do anything but you still need to shower." I asked him. "After you're done we can just rest and watch tv. how does that sound?"

 

He nodded and started walking to the shower. I sit on the couch and start texting sho.

 

H. he's not doing great he was zoned out when I informed him he could shower. I had to help him sit up before he started moving on his own. He just got in the shower. Are you going to see Hound Dog on your planning time?

 

S. I'm glad it's some activity. If he's still in the shower in 30 mins check on him I don't want him to start thinking about what he went through. And yes izuku really needs anxiety/antidepressants medication and he's not in the right state of mind to talk to him yet.

 

H. maybe tomorrow you could try and get him to exercise with you even just stretches and a walk. He's used to being extremely active being cooped up too long might make his recovery harder for him.

 

S. that's a great idea I just hope he says yes to it and it helps. I just want classes to end. Bakugo is being oddly quiet. Todoroki almost punched a student from 1B for calling izuku a coward for not showing his face in class. Toshi won't stop taping his pin and it's driving me crazy. Everyone is worried about izuku.

 

H. do you need a distraction kitten?

 

S. yes, please songbird 

 

 I got up and went to our bedroom, shut and locked the door behind me. I strip before getting our toys out of the bottom dresser drawer. I get the phone ready to record.

 

 After pushing the record.

 

He takes his time undressing, letting the anticipation build as he slowly reveals his toned, hairy body to the camera's hungry gaze. His penis is already half hard by the time he pushes his pants down his thighs, and it throbs with need as he kicks his clothes aside.

 

Lubing up his fingers, he traces them teasingly over his stiffening shaft, shivering at the slick glide of the fluid against his sensitive flesh. Then he's pushing two digits past his tight rim, moaning softly as he works them deeper into his needy hole.

 

"Ahh fuck yeah," he groans, curling his fingers to hit that perfect spot inside. His toes curl as he savors the stretch, the pressure building deep in his core. He adds a third finger, pumping them in and out, fucking himself open and getting himself nice and ready for what comes next.

 

Reaching for the vibrator, Hizashi lathers it liberally with lube, making sure it's slick and smooth as he presses it insistently against his twitching hole. He gasps as he forces the toy inside, the intense buzz immediately stimulating his prostate and making his eyes roll back in bliss.

 

  "Master, right there please o god."

 

I moaned out as I thrusted the vibrator back in causing me to feel the vibration on the bundle of nerves deep inside me. I brought my other hand up and twisted my nipple before scratching it with my nails making me arch my back as I scream

 

 "Oh God oh my God kitten right there oh god right there please don't stop. Suck kitten bob your head o God yes."

 

I moan/yell as the vibrator hits that little bundle of nerves deep inside my tight velvety walls over and over with every thrust being harder than the last. 

 

I'm imagining Ro fucking me hard and fast while sho is sucking me off God he's so talented with his mouth. I'm loving the pain and pleasure that my body's feeling. 

 

I don't like a lot of pain except for feeling me stretch around Ro, Sho's or the vibrators girth. Hizashi reaches up with his free hand, tweaking and twisting his nipples roughly, the flash of pain blending deliciously with the intense pleasure from his prostate. He bites his lip hard, stifling a scream as a jolt of electricity shoots straight to his dick.

His balls draw up tight and he knows he's close. Removing the vibrator, he takes his shaft in hand, stroking rapidly as he chases his climax. A few moments later, he explodes with a low groan, painting his abs with thick ribbons of cum.

 

He milks himself through the aftershocks, cum dripping from his fingers as he spreads it across his chest. Finally, he scoops some of the sticky fluid onto his fingers and brings them to his mouth, letting out a low moan as he licks them clean.

 

"Mmmm so fucking good," he purrs, savoring the salty sweet taste."

 

After my chest was cleaned off I turned the phone off before getting dressed and sending the video to my hubby's.

 

After I was done putting everything away I went to check on izuku.

 

 He was still in the shower so I gently knocked on the door

 

 "little one are you okay? you have been in there a while?" I asked.

 

I hear a squeak before he answers.

 

"Yyy yes I'm ii I'm fff fine. I'm about to get out."

 

"Okay I will be in the living room if you need me don't be afraid to ask." I tell him before heading to the couch.

 

I'm scrolling through my phone for a couple minutes before I hear the bathroom door open. Izuku slowly walks back to the couch before flopping down on it, his wet head landing on my shoulder. He looked clean but also like a zombie. I pulled him close and draped the heating blanket over us.

 

"Do you want to talk or just snuggle and watch tv?" I asked him. Izuku looked deep in thought for a few seconds before replying.

 

"I just feel so dirty all the time. No matter how much I scrub my skin I still feel him. I can feel how his hands roamed over my body. How his lips and tongue feel along with his alcohol breath." Izuku starts crying. "I keep feeling him inter me thrusting sometimes so slowly I can feel every inch. I also feel and taste him in my mouth the alcohol, his tung and his dick. How it felt hitting the back of my throat or twitching in my mouth or his salty sticking rotten tasting cum that made me want to throw up." 

 

"I know I couldn't stop what happened but I still feel weak and not worthy of being a hero. But more than that I just don't want to exist anymore. But thinking that makes me feel weaker and ashamed and and guilty." Izuku mumbled. I rubbed his back holding him tight as shadow curled up on his lap to sleep.

 

"I'm sorry you feel dirty but it will get better and Please baby don't rub your skin raw it will just hurt you more. You're one of the strongest students in your grade and what happened doesn't mean you are weak it could have happened to anyone. Bad things happen to everyone even heroes but that doesn't mean you don't deserve to be a hero. Do you think I shouldn't be a hero because I was bullied as a kid forced into a muzzle by classmates or because I have lost to a villain before causing me to be hospitalized and needed sho to save me?" I told him. "And sweet heart you have nothing and I mean nothing to be ashamed of. And I will always lesson if you want or need to talk but I will tell you how strong and brave you are even if you don't believe it." 

 

By the end of my little speech he was sobbing into my chest and whispering thank you's. After he calmed down we snuggled and watched an educational movie.

 

Aizawa

 

I was laying in my yellow sleeping bag trying to get a nap in while my brats were at lunch when my phone went off. I pulled it out and see a video from zashi. I figured I should watch it in the teachers bathroom. As I'm heading there I'm thankful it's meant for one person at a time no stalls like for the students. I pull up the video and just from the image I see I connect my head phones and then pull my pants down to my ankles.

 

As soon as I started the video I get hard seeing my hot, sexy, horny husband fingering himself just for us. As I'm watching him and hearing him moan I rub the precum covered tip making me moan and my dick twitch. I start rubbing down my shaft before squeezing my balls. As I'm watching him I'm thinking of what I want to do with his tight ass tonight.

 

'mmm I'm going to lick and suck all over his hot body'

 

 I'm picturing forcing him to deep throat my throbbing cock before sucking my balls making me cum the first time watching him eagerly swallowing ever drop. 

 

Then putting a ball gag on him before tying his wrists to are bed post before my hard throbbing dick pounds into his throbbing tight hole hitting that bundle of nerves. making him scream and squirm in pleasure. 

 

 As his moans for me he's getting loader I can feel that I'm about to cum. I hear and see him finish before fucking licking his cum off his chest and abs. Seeing that made me cum instantly and God I needed that. I really love my husband. I sent him a quick thank you text before trying to sleep again.

 

**********Time skip**********

 

 Its finally time to go home. As I'm packing up I go through a Mentel list to make sure I didn't miss anything. 

 

  'kids homework to grade, check, coffee, check, izuku's anxiety/antidepressants, check okay I think that's everything.'

 

 After double checking I walked home. I arrive home and unlock the door I open it to see izuku asleep on zashi and shadow sleeping on izuku's chest. I may or may not have taken a picture.

 

"How was your and izuku's day?" I asked my husband as I sat down in the recliner. I hear a sigh

 

 "he's doing as good as to be expected he's spacing out more than normal and sobbing out of the blue. I noticed that when he came back after taking his shower he's skin was raw and almost bleeding. He said he felt gross, ashamed, guilty and not worthy of being a hero." Zashi tells me. 

 

Sighing zashi then said. "Sho he said he felt guilty and after I told him all the reasons why he's not weak and shouldn't feel ashamed he cried. After that we watched a couple educational movies before he passed out. I am sad I couldn't do more for him than that I feel like I'm not doing enough. It's been a stressful day but as long as he knows I'm not going anywhere and will open up to me I will do it again and again till he heals." 

 

 "I'm sorry you are stressed and I missed being here hopefully izuku will be okay with seeing Toshi by Friday I miss him and school doesn't count. Hunny did you ever think we would be married with kids no less than more than just one?"

 

 "Nope I really didn't think I would live this long with being a pro but I'm content with life right now. Yes there is a lot going on and so much of it is bad but I have you, toshi and now izu." I hummed in agreement. I then get up walking to our bedroom. After shutting the door I picked out a pair of short sleeve cat themed shirt and my favorite soft pink fluffy pajama pants.

 

**********Time skip***********

 

 I finished dinner, I made curry hoping he would eat some of it. We sat down and started eating and to our surprise he ate most of it. Dinner was almost done and I checked the time it was almost 6.

 

 "Izuku, I talked to hound dog today and got you some medication to help with your depression and anxiety. Please will you at least try taking them we want you to get better and believe this can help." I asked him as I pulled the pill bottle out of my pocket and took one out placing it next to his bowl. "It won't work overnight. It will take a few days to start working and it won't completely erase your depression either but it will help. Please izuku will you at least try? We won't make you we won't take your choice away but we do believe you will feel better."

 

 Izuku looked at it then at me then at zashi's hopeful face, back down to the pill before heaving a heavy sigh. He picked it up and took it downing it with some water.

 

  "Okay, if you think it will help me I will try. I want to get better I want to make mom and both of you proud." He whispered. We both got up and hugged him. "We already are proud of you cub." I tell him softly.

 

Chapter 15: Ch. 15

Aizawa

 

  It was late when we finally got izu to sleep. I'm not sure if it's completely about his assaults happening at night or also because he was assaulted on his bed.

 

 I'm thinking of getting him a cot or something alternative but what is the question.

 

 We get to our room and as soon as I lock the door I put everything but my amazing, handsome, and caring partner out of my mind. I quickly strip before laying on the bed excitement taking hold making me half hard already. Zashi gets on the bed after stripping out of his clothes as well waiting for me.

 

"Birdy be good for me, be good for your kitten and suck. If your a good boy and swallow I will give you one choice tonight."

 

I see him eagerly nodding before leaning down and starts kitten licking the tip of my dick making it twitch and grow stiff. He swishes his tung around the leaking head making my back arc up and me to moan.

 

 He slides his tongue down my shaft before taking my balls in his mouth and sucking them while licking them all over.

 

 "Good boy, oh god that feels so good Birdy. You have such a filthy mouth mmm. Your my pretty little cock whore. Desperate for your kitten's cum."

 

I tell him between pants and moans. I hear him moun as I'm talking I see his dick twitching between his thighs and dripping precum.

 

 He then goes down further he rarely does this because he knows I love it so he used it for special occasions. He spreads my toned cheeks before Licking, sucking at my rim soaking the ring of muscle there with his saliva.

 

 He's rimming me as he's squeezing my cheeks further apart giving him better access. before sliding his tung in and out of the tight ring of muscle that is clinching around his abnormally long tung sending my senses on fire.

 

 As he's eating my ass my body is hot and I throw my head back panting, body shaking and feeling desperate for more. he moves back up to suck on my balls.

 

 He then moves back to my tip before quickly deep throating the sensation all most making me cum already.

 

 I love how he doesn't have a gag reflex and how hot and wet he feels around me. He runs his tongue over the underside of my dick right along the vein. I grab his silky blonde hair and make him deep throat me over and over.

 

 Face fucking him till he starts making gagging noises from the lack of oxygen and seeing slight tears in his eyes. Just knowing that he's not hurting and he loves me doing this to him makes me climax faster he loves to swallow, the taste of cum and I love the feel of his lips rapped around my shaft. 

 

Even if we don't have sex every night he still sucks me off. After I cum down his throat he sits up opening his mouth to show me my hot cum before he swallows it and reopened his mouth showing me he finished it.

 

"Good boy! You get to pick one of two options. One I fuck you till you cum after painting that pretty ass of yours red 20 spanks with one of are floggers or two I overstimulate you by making you cum for your kitten till I'm done cumming."

 

"Overstimulate me kitten claim my body for your pleasure."

 

"You remember the safe words?"

 

"Yes, green, yellow, and red. Or eraser. Nonverbal two taps red three taps green one tap yellow."

 

That's all I needed I then started tying his wrists to are bed post. He's on his stomach a fluffy pillow under his lower abs as I slide a cock ring on him before lubing up two of my fingers. 

 

I rub them agents his hole the muscles there before slowly sliding both inside his tight ass feeling my fingers get sucked in.

 

"mmm, your taking my fingers so well love. clinching around them begging to go deeper. So greedy for what kitten is giving you."

 

 I move my fingers around making sure to cote as much of his hot velvety walls as I can before slamming my fingers into his prostate I start stimulating that area as I slowly work him open.

 

 "you are going to be a good boy and ask every time you need to cum. You are not allowed to cum without permission and if you do you will be punished."

 

  "Kitten, o mmm, there there, please." He pleaded for several minutes.

 

  "Kitten, please cum, please I need to cum. Please can I cum. Can I cum for kitten." He all but wailed.

 

 "good boy asking for permission. You can after I count down from ten."

 

 He's shaking mourning, so pretty with little sounds flooding from his mouth.

 

  "ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

 

I count down thrusting my fingers harder hitting his prostate with every thrust. As I count the last number I use my other hand to first take the cock ring off before grabbing his now sweaty hair tugging it hard.

 

I hear him scream out in pleasure as he cums and I don't slow my pace till he's coming down from his orgasm. I then start working him open but I avoid his bundle of nerves the hole time he's whimpering, panting, and moaning.

 

 After scissoring him open a little I remove my fingers I slip back on the cock ring before i lube up one of are vibrators turning on and slamming all 8in. all the way inside him hitting his prostate and making him scream in pleasure despite him being overstimulated from his orgasm.

 

 Birdies back arched as he climaxes but unable to release and before he can relax I pull it out leaving just the tip of it in before slamming in back in his pretty little hole that keeps tightening around the vibrators girth trying to suck it back in.

 

 As I keep doing this hard and fast his back arches up his head falls back and he lets out little whines. He loves some pain but only from the act of being penetrated and I'm more than happy to please him.

 

With one hand I move the vibrator in and out fast hitting his prostate every time then using my other hand to pinch, twist and flick his sensitive nipples.

 

 Even so clearly out of it he's a moaning mess his body trembling. I leave the vibrator deep inside him as I make him get on all fours so I can slide underneath him. Getting under him I start sucking and biting his very sensitive nipples as his body shakes.

 

 "Don't move Birdy or you will need to be punished I won't let you cum."

 

 I worn him before going back to licking my tung over his nipple like there candy. I twirl my tongue around the perky nub before sucking hard putting his peck between my teeth before sucking like I'm trying to milk him. After another 10 minutes sucking on his nipples, back, neck, thighs, really everywhere I take off his cock ring.

 

  "Cum for me baby."

 

 I whispered in his ear. He came with one hard thrust of the vibrator and before he can fully enjoy his relief I pulled the vibrator out and thrust my neglected throbbing dick in as hard as I can bottoming out in one thrust. After another couple minutes I stop to check in on him.

 

  "Color baby!"

 

  "Green."

 

I smirked before setting aside the vibrator for a prostate one controlled by a remote. I use my two fingers to slide it deep inside him adjusting till I felt him jolt knowing I hit that bundle of nerves. 

 

I turn it on to the medium setting before I start eating him out like a starved man. As I slide my tongue in and out of him I use my hand to rub over his tip causing him to rock back and forth not knowing if he wants to chase the pleasure on his tip or from my tongue.

 

After a few minutes I turn the setting on high causing him to climax with a chocked off scream.

 

  "Color"

 

  I demand.

 

  "Yellow".

 

He pants out after a few seconds of heavy breathing.

 

"What do you need baby?"

 

"In in please kitten mmm need to be filled."

 

I slide my tip in before thrusting hard making sure to hit his prostate. When I hear his sugary sweet moan I new I hit his sweet spot. I keep going I'm loving every second being inside the man I love but I knew if I took my sweet time like I have been he would need me to stop before I finished deep inside him. 

 

I knew if that happens he would get upset and try and push through even if it's hurting him I love him to much to let that happen.

 

He tried that before and the drop after was heartbreaking so no never again. With that thought I never thought of slowing down I kept pounding into him harder, faster with each thrust just hearing his moans are tipping me over the edge. 

 

I'm getting closer my thrusting is getting sloppier so I bring my hand around and start stroking his neglected cock. As I'm about to cum I rub my fingers over the head of his cock

 

  "cum for me baby, cum for your kitten."

 

 I whispered in his ear. Sending both of us over. I ride out my high for a minute before pulling out I'm tired but that's normal but I can't rest till I take care of my beautiful husband I doubt he can stand right now. I have him drink some water before feeding him a couple sour gummies. Before I get off the bed, I lean over to kiss his soft lips

 

  "I'll be right back Birdy"

 

Before going to the bathroom to fill the tub. Going back to the bedroom I grabbed us clean clothes and a bath towel. After everything is ready for us I scooped him up and carefully placed him in the tub. I quickly stripped the bed and changed the sheets before joining him. He's so blissed out and only half conscious. I washed zashi's hair and helped him wash his body before drying and dressing us.

 

 

I laid him on the bed making sure he's asleep before going to check on izu it's been a couple hour's and I'm worried about him waking up again with nightmares. 

 

As I walk into his room I see him tossing and turning. izu is having a nightmare but it doesn't look bad yet. I slowly lay down with him pulling him on to my chest so he can hear my heartbeat.

 

 I carefully run my fingers through his unruly hair it's wet from sweat but that doesn't matter right now. I lean over some and grab his plushie from shadow she had picked it up from the floor. 

 

I tucked it in his arms as shadow laid on my chest right under izuku's chin purring softly. It took a few minutes for him to pull out of the nightmare but thankfully he didn't wake up yet. I then pull out my phone to look alternatives to beds.

 

 First I looked up bed alternatives but didn't find much there other than different styles of beds and futons but I thought the resemblance to a bed was a little too close so I started looking at other things teenagers might like and stumbled across bean bags.

 

 I didn't realize that there were so many different kinds of bean bags there were smaller ones, ones that looked like chairs, but then there were large ones that were big enough for two adult people.

 

 bingo! I was going to get him one of these I found a website where I could design one so now I just needed to find the colors that he would like the most. 

 

I know he is an all might fan but he's already got enough all might stuff hopefully I can find some actual colors that he likes I'll have to ask him tomorrow when he wakes up. As I was thinking I decided I would buy him a normal sized one as well and one for his dorm room. And if the big bean bag works and he can sleep better I will be more than happy to buy a second one for his other room. 

 

With this train of thought I decided I would buy a couple others for 1A dorms and also for Toshi I might see if he would want a jumbo one as well. If I'm going to get ones for the dorms I need to ask nezu if I can use the school card for it. Normally I wouldn't ask but this is different than what I normally buy.

 

A. I have been looking into an alternative bed for izuku and found something I think will work. Would it be alright if I buy a few bean bags for the dorms. The normal sized ones not the jumbo ones. There were several different styles. I believe my class would enjoy a few in the common room.

 

Okay, now just time to wait I think before looking down at izu sleeping. I know I should leave and go back to zashi's and my room but I'm afraid izu will have another nightmare if I leave. So resigned to my fate as a human pillow for my traumatized, sleepy Son.

 

 I run my fingers through his hair again lightly scraping his scalp causing him to let out a noise that sounds almost like purring. I chuckle at that thought then it hit me the last time he was in class right before leaving he called todoroki by his first name. Todoroki is the only one of izuku's friends that he did that with well other than Toshi.

 

So there is a very high chance he has a crush on the other or they are secretly dating. I let out a long sigh of course he likes another problem child but at least they seem like a good fit. 

 

Now if it's true I need to protect them from endeavor I don't know how he will react to his son being gay no less it being izuku. Okay yes, he reminds me of all might but he's NOT all might and endeavor needs to realize that to. I'm pulled from my slightly spiraling thoughts by a text. Looking down I see it's from the rat bastard himself. 

 

'when does he even sleep?' I asked myself. 

 

N. yes, you have my permission to buy up to five bean bags for your students at the dorm. Hopefully the bigger one helps izuku sleep and you can use the school card for one for his dorm as well. If your other son would like one in his room to I see no problem with you buying him one with the school card as well. They will be on school property and are needed for them to get adequate sleep which is needed for hero course students. Also one last thing the teachers dorms are still available and with your growing family I would be willing to set up a hole floor just for you and Yamaha. Two bathrooms and With four bedrooms one extra just in case. I will also permit your pets as well seeing they're apart of your family. Just a thought with midoriya-kun's attacker still out there. Just give it some thought discuss it with Yamada and get back with me. 

 

A. thank you, I will talk to him tomorrow morning about moving it would make izuku feel safer and his health and safety is a top priority. I will order them now have a good night.

 

N. you're welcome and good night aizawa.

 

 

After that I ordered three jumbo bean bags I knew Toshi's favorite colors are black, purple and yellow. His was black with a dark purple cat in the center with lightning bolts. Really if I didn't know any better I would think he was my biological son as well.

 

 The first one for izuku was black with a dark green bunny with dark red eyes, paws, and tail tip. His other one was similar with two bunnies one dark red and one dark green. The red one had white paws that look like mittens and a white tipped tail. I finished that then got them a normal sized one each one dark green the other dark purple.

 

Two of the jumbo ones I placed in the shopping cart with 3 other normal sized bean bags and 2 that look like chair's for the dorms each a different color before clicking order with a two day delivery for both orders. 

 

They should be here by Friday and I really hope so if I could have overnight shipping I would have. As I'm closing the phone my eyes are closing to and I'm drifting off to sleep it won't be long before izuku wakes me up from nightmares. Sweet dreams cross my mind before I'm fully asleep.

 

Chapter 16: Ch. 16

Hizashi

 

I woke up to my alarm going off knowing it was bright and early 5a.m. I noticed that the bed was empty and sho wasn't sleeping beside me. It's not that unusual both of us have some type of insomnia that acts up every now and then but I'm pretty sure that he's with the zuku. 

 

Sighing I put on my glasses and headed to get ready for work. I changed into my hero uniform first before fixing my hair. It takes between one to two cans of hair spray each time plus half a jar of hair gel and I only trust one brand. 

 

I never want to admit that putting my hair up like I do takes a long time but I think it's worth it sho not so much.

 

Don't get me wrong this hair style started as a joke but I liked it and just decided to keep it. After getting ready I left my bedroom to go check on my little green bunny and hunt down my sleepy kitten. I push open izuku's door that was already partially open to see him sleeping on my zombie of a husband with shadow between them.

 

The sun hasn't started coming up yet but at least his night light makes it easier to see them. I smile at the sight before taking a picture they are just to adorable.

 

I sent a copy of the picture to our family group chat that included sho, Ro, nem, tin, toshi and me soon to be adding izu then sent it to our work chat. 

 

Chuckling under my breath I left his room and headed to the kitchen deciding that I'll fix breakfast before waking them up. They might have had a long night and need all the rest they can get. 

 

I decided after looking in the fridge that I was going to make a western omelette with milk mixed into the eggs for extra fluffiness, diced ham, chopped sweet onions, and chopped green bell peppers. I started the coffee pot before starting the food knowing sho will need it. 

 

The food was done but I decided to make them a sandwich out of it with toasted bread. The whole time I was cooking I had my phone on a music app. I'm lowly humming along with my favorite songs after making sure the volume is far enough down to not disturb my sleeping hubby or my sleeping son.

 

As I'm plating the food I see two sleepyheads walking into the kitchen stumbling over their own two feet.

 

I chuckle at the site as they go and sit down at the kitchen table as I go and pour sho his first cup of coffee this morning. He picks it up mumbling something about life juice. 

 

Breakfast is subdued but not a bad morning sho had his two cups of coffee to start his day. Izu was able to eat most of his food with a little distraction and he took his meds with just a little shaking but not turning into a panic attack so I will take it as a win.

 

I even remembered to feed the cats without them knocking their food on the floor. It's funny how muffins only comes out for food or on rare occasions when she wants attention. After we finish eating sho told us what nezu sent him last night about the teachers dorms and I can't fault the logic. 

 

On one hand we can save the money that was spent on rent but on the other hand we have lived here for 6 years. But we can save the money to buy a house later or start a savings for are boys. After thinking through the options I agree moving would be best.

 

**************Time skip************

 

Aizawa

I walked zashi to the door before telling him to have a good day at work and to text when he gets there. I give him a quick kiss before he leaves. I turn around to face my problem child that is currently sitting on the couch leg's curled up to his chest.

 

"Okay, izuku we're going to do things a little differently today." Sho started. "I know things are hard right now but just sitting around all day isn't going to help. You are a very active teen and stoping all activities can hurt you more and make you feel trapped and/or suffocated."

 

I stopped my explanation briefly glancing at izuku's face seeing the fear on his face and tears in his eyes. I bent down to his level and held his shaking hands as I explain.

 

"Please, let me finish before you start worrying." I see him really think about it and it takes a few minutes before he replies with a slow, small, unsure nod. "We are not leaving the house and it's just basic stretching and if you are feeling up to it we can move the couch and go over some beginner self defense techniques. But nothing strenuous. Just something to get your blood pumping and get you some more activity. Are you up to trying this today or do you want to wait?" 

 

"That's good and at anytime you want to stop just tell me and we will. Now time to move the couch."

 

I told him. After the couch was moved we started stretching, starting with loosening up his arm and leg muscles. I decided that I was going to have him do as many push ups, squats, and sit ups as he possibly can before going back to stretching.

 

His quirk taking a physical toll on his body/metabolism and maybe if we can build up some more muscles on him it'll have less of a negative impact on his body but for now we'll start with just the basics. This went on till lunch when we stopped for water and sandwiches. 

 

After lunch was over we started lefting weights but about 30 minutes later we stopped because izuku was getting emotional and had tears in his eyes.

 

I bent down next to izu and carefully started running my fingers through his messy hair.

 

"It's okay I'm here." I calmly ask. "Can you tell me what happened? What made you upset?" 

 

He launched himself at my torso.

 

"I hhhhhurt. III ii jjjuuu jjjust started fff feeling him oo on me ii iin me again." Izuku whisper into my chest before hiccuping turned to sobbing. 

 

I let him cry till he calmed down enough to move him to the couch that was currently agents the wall. After setting him down I grabbed a soft throw blanket and rapped him up like a blanket burrito. 

 

I stood up to get him some pain meds and water but stopped quickly as I heard my son whimper. I bent over and kissed his forehead

 

"I'm just getting you something for the pain I will be right back cub." I whisper before getting them and a squeezy. 

 

I helped him open the snack and water before asking if he wanted to talk about what happened. Izuku tried to speak but nothing came out.

 

 "Would it be easier to write it down?" I asked. He slowly nodded so I grabbed him a note pad. He was writing for a bit before handing the paper to me.

 

  I can't stop thinking about him every word, every touch, and every thrust. I feel so weak I feel like a burden. I feel disgusting, my skin itches every time I think about it I want to scratch my skin off I want to scrub so hard that I'm numb. I can smell the alcohol on his breath as he bends over to degrade me I can still feel how deep he was in me, see the bulge in my lower abdomen from where is dick was. Hear his grunts feel him release his semen and feel it oozing into me. Him forcing his dick down my throat, feeling it twitching with excitement before he cums in my mouth making me swallow. My brain screams no I don't want to but my body moans at the taste. I can feel my body enjoying it feeling my climax but wanting it to stop begging to die. Him hitting, chocking, or whipping me because I came without his permission because of what he forced down my throat. I'm terrified he will find me an punish me for escaping. That when he gets me he will use the other persons quirk so he can breed me. I want it to all end I want everything to just stop I can't breathe I can't feel anything but pain and the forced arousal that makes me feel sick. I feel dirty, used and so damn weak I don't feel like a hero in training I just feel like an imposter to defenseless that I couldn't stop a villain from murdering my mom and taking my virginity. I can still feel the ache in my throat, thighs and in my ass if I move wrong. Like a phantom reminding me. I was curious about it before what it would feel like but I never want to be touched there ever again. 

 

As I read what he wrote I felt my heart crack. I carefully and slowly pulling my burrito of a son onto my lap hugging him to my chest as I started rocking him.

 

I thought of an easier way to do this so I picked him up and walked to the recliner and started rocking us. He sobbed for about half an hour before he settled down the whole time I ran my fingers through his hair and hummed.

 

I stayed there for over a hour but I had to pee so I needed to get up. I slowly started standing up and he made a whine it was cute but sad I shushed him letting him know I was just going to the restroom and I would be back.

 

As I'm doing my business I'm thinking that he's more subdued but just thought he was tired. I walk back after washing my hands to see him still on the recliner but with his stuffy to his chest and shadow on his lap.

 

He has his right hand on his lips his fingers lightly pulling on his lower lip. I can see muffins on the cat tree from the corner of my eye, lazy brat. 

 

As soon as he sees me he moves his hands to make grabby motion before whispering up. I pick them up and cradle izu to my chest as I started rocking again. 

 

Within an hour he was asleep he had his knuckle in his mouth so I gently moved his arm down and hand away from his mouth. Doing so caused him to whine in his sleep but he didn't wake up.

 

A couple hours later zashi is home and I couldn't be more grateful. I slowly got up placing izuku on the recliner his stuffy in his arms I then placed the heating blanket on him and turned it on too low. 

 

All I needed to do was give zashi a look and he took my hand and led me to our room locking the door. 

 

He turned to face me, his eyes dark with desire as he reached out to stroke my hair tenderly. "Get on your knees," he commanded softly, and I obeyed without hesitation, sinking down onto the plush carpet.

 

He began to undress slowly, revealing his toned body inch by tantalizing inch. I drank in the sight of him hungrily, my mouth watering with anticipation. Once he was fully naked, he stood before me, his dick already rock hard and throbbing with need.

 

"Open," he ordered, and I parted my lips eagerly, my tongue already extended in invitation. He guided my head forward, pushing himself into the wet heat of my mouth with a low groan.

 

I craved moments like this, being used and dominated by the men I loved and trusted implicitly. There was something so incredibly freeing about surrendering control, about letting myself be consumed by pleasure and need.

 

I started to suck, swirling my tongue around his twitching shaft and reveling in the way he pulsed against my lips. I wanted more, needed more, and I let my desperation show as I took him deeper, gagging slightly as his cock hit the back of my throat.

 

I pulled off briefly to lap at his heavy balls, savoring the taste of his skin before licking a slow, tortuous stripe up his length. I teased at his slit with the tip of my tongue, drinking in the bead of precum that gathered there before taking him back into my mouth with a soft moan.

 

That seemed to break Zashi's restraint. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and started to thrust, fucking my mouth with deep, powerful strokes. I gagged and sputtered around him, my eyes watering with the force of it, but I loved every second. I wanted him to use me, to take his pleasure from my willing body.

 

He grunted and groaned above me, his breath coming faster as he chased his release. Finally, with a roar of completion, he came, spilling himself down my throat. I swallowed greedily, eager for every drop of his essence.

 

But even as he pulled out, I whined at the loss, craving more of his touch, more of his control. He understood my unspoken plea and grabbed my hair again, forcing me to look up at him.

 

"Does kitty need more?" he purred, his voice low and rough with desire. I whimpered in response, nodding eagerly. He smirked, his eyes glinting with promise. "Good boy," he praised, and I shivered with delight at the words. 

 

  "okay, overstimulated, tied up, cock warmer, spanked or more?"

 

As I tapped Zashi's leg with two quick taps, then three, he understood my silent requests immediately. Retrieving the silk ribbons, each a deep, rich shade of black like a moonless night, he approached me with measured steps. I remained still, my eyes locked on him, a mix of anticipation and trust evident in my gaze.

 

Kneeling before me, Zashi began to bind my wrists with deft, practiced movements. He took his time, ensuring each knot was secure yet comfortable against my skin, not too tight or too loose. The cool, smooth fabric of the ribbons slid against my wrists as he worked, a gentle caress that sent shivers down my spine.

 

With each knot Zashi tied, I could feel myself beginning to float in subspace, the world around me fading away until all that existed was the sensation of the silk against my skin and his gentle touch. I offered my hands without hesitation, allowing him to restrain me entirely.

 

Once he was satisfied with the bindings, Zashi guided me beneath his desk with gentle pressure on my shoulders. I crawled forward on my knees, the plush carpet. Arranging me on the large, pillowy kneeling cushion that awaited me, he made sure I was positioned comfortably and securely, within easy reach.

 

Settling into his high backed leather chair above me, Zashi exuded an aura of calm control. With me bound and kneeling at his feet, eager to serve as his personal cock warmer, he could focus on grading the papers strewn across his desk, secure in the knowledge that I was safe, cherished, and completely under his care.

 

The scent of leather and ink filled the air, a familiar comfort as I waited patiently for him to make use of me. The soft fabric of the ribbons against my wrists was a constant reminder of his authority and my willingness to submit to it.

 

Reaching up, I gently took Zashi's half hard cock in my mouth, feeling it twitch against my tongue as it began to fully erect. I worked my lips and tongue along his shaft, savoring the taste and texture of his skin. As he grew fully hard in my mouth, I relaxed my throat, taking him deeper, submitting to the slight gag reflex that came with his size.

 

In this space, in this role, I found a sense of peace and belonging. Bound and at his feet, serving his pleasure and his needs, I was exactly where I wanted to be.

 

Chapter 17: Ch. 17

Hizashi

 

As I'm sitting there at our desk in the corner of our bedroom that we use for grading and paperwork, I feel a sense of contentment wash over me. My legs are spread wide, sweatpants pooled around my ankles, with the love of my life kneeling between them. One of the loves of my life, who trusts me so completely, who knows that I will take care of him, take care of everything he needs mentally and physically.

 

I cast a look down at Sho, taking in the sight of him on his knees, bound with black silk ribbons that match the dark tresses of his hair. He looks up at me, his eyes trusting and vulnerable, submitting himself fully to my care. It's a heady feeling, knowing that Ro and I are the only ones who gets to guide and protect him in this way.

 

I started grading class 1A's last test, trying to focus on the papers in front of me. It's difficult though, with Sho's hot mouth working around my shaft. Every so often, I feel his tongue move, swirling around the tip, tracing the vein or the slit. Each movement sends a jolt of pleasure through me, making it harder to concentrate on the tasks at hand.

 

The urge to grab his hair, to force him down onto my dick until his nose is pressed against my pelvis, is strong. But I resist, knowing that this is what Sho needs right now. Time passes as I work my way through the last few tests, hours flying by in the presence of his attentions.

 

Finally, as I'm finishing up, I run my fingers through Sho's hair, marveling at the silky softness. "How are you doing, kitten?" I ask, my voice low and gentle. "I'm almost done with grading and then I need to start dinner."

 

In lieu of a verbal response, Sho hums around my cock, the vibrations shooting pleasure up my spine. The sound draws a moan from my lips, and my grip tightens in his hair involuntarily.

 

As I watch Sho take me into his mouth, his tongue working magic along my shaft, I feel a sense of power and control wash over me. I know he wants nothing more than to stay there, worshipping my penis, but I have other responsibilities to attend to. Checking on Izuku is a priority, one that I cannot neglect.

 

"Kitten," I say, my voice firm yet gentle. "I know you want to stay there, but we need to check on Izuku soon. Can you be a good boy and suck your Sir off while I finish up here?"

 

It's phrased as a question, but we both know it's not really a choice. And with that, I go back to finishing the last test, feeling Sho take me deep into his throat, his nose pressing against my pelvis as he swallows around my length.

 

His tongue slides along the vein of my shaft, up to the slit where he laps up the precum that's leaking from the tip. Each movement sends a jolt of pleasure through me, making it hard to focus on the papers in front of me.

 

As I continue grading, I feel Sho bobbing his head up and down, his cheeks hollowed out as he sucks hard, trying to coax more fluid from my tip. His moans vibrate around my cock, adding to the sensations coursing through my body.

 

"Rut against my leg like the needy cum slut you are," I command, pressing my right leg against his clothed erection. "A good kitten working for his milk."

 

Sho lets out a whiny moan, his hips rocking against my leg in time with his deepthroating. The sight of him, bound and submitting to me so completely, is almost too much to bear.

 

For several minutes, I let him continue his ministrations, the pleasure building in my core as he works my cock with his skilled mouth. Finally, I can't take it anymore. Gripping his hair tightly, I force his head down until his nose is pressed against my pelvis, my tip deep in the back of his throat, cutting off his airway.

 

As I come down his throat, Sho swallows every last drop, his tongue lapping at my sensitive skin to clean up any remaining traces of my release. The sensation of him gulping it down sends a final pulse of pleasure through me.

 

I feel his body tense, his eyes squeezing shut as he reaches his own climax, cumming in his pants from the stimulation of rubbing against my leg. The knowledge that he came just from sucking my member, without even needing to touch himself, fills me with a deep sense of pride and possession.

 

As he's coming down from his high, I run my fingers through his hair once more before gripping it tightly, forcing him to look up at me. His eyes are glazed and unfocused, lost in subspace from the intensity of our session.

 

"Good boy," I praise, my voice low and husky. "You did so well for me.

 

  After helping Sho to his feet, I give him a stern look and begin issuing orders. "After I stand up, you will stand up and turn around so I can untie your hands. After you are untied, change into clean clothes, brush your teeth, go to the bathroom, then you will go into the living room. If Izuku is up, you will spend time with him and make sure he is okay while I cook dinner. If he is still asleep, you will sit down at the coffee table and work on grading your student's assignments. That is all you are allowed to do unless you are going to the restroom. Once we retreat back to our bedroom, you are to grab a bottle of water with a squeeze pouch before going to the bedroom, strip before kneeling by the bed facing my spot and wait for me. You are to put the blindfold on, the pillow under your knees and your hands behind your back."

 

Sho nods enthusiastically, reminding me of a bobblehead doll. I step back and wait for him to follow instructions. Once he leaves to clean up, I place the silk ribbons back in their designated spot before heading to the living room.

 

With that confirmation that he's still resting I finish my walk to the kitchen. I don't feel like doing a lot of cooking tonight it's been a very long week so I just pull out some eggs, sliced ham I plan on dicing, a green bell pepper, milk, sweet onion, and sliced bread all from this morning then add bacon, sausage, and rice. 

 

At this point I'm throwing some stuff together hoping it's good but just a little different from this morning I don't want to make a hole new meal tonight. So a omelette is the plan for dinner tonight it's quick, easy and delicious.

 

After I completed the omelette sandwiches I placed them on plates and set them on the table before pouring each of us some water. I walked back into the living room to let them know that dinner is ready to see izuku slowly setting up stretching and rubbing at his eyes. 

 

I'm happy to see that he's awake and that kitten has done as he was told and it's working on grading.

 

"Dinner's ready plates are on the table I made omelette sandwiches for everyone." I singsong to them. "Just let me know what you want to drink but we all should at least drink half a cup of water first so we don't get dehydrated." 

 

Sho restacks the pile of papers, gets up to stretch and then moved to his seat at the table. Izuku looks resigned to the fact he will have to eat so he slowly slinks to his seat. So after getting our darling son chocolate milk, my subdued husband, a coffee and orange juice for myself we started to eat dinner.

 

Dinner had little fanfare mostly just eating with some small talk sho telling the kiddo how his class missed him and all the antics that they were up to.

 

After dinner we all settled into the living room izuku working on the homework that was brought home for him. I am honestly surprised and not at the same time how much of a dedicated student he is. 

 

Most people would think that he is using homework as a way to distract himself that might be part of it but this kid my son truly loves learning. And who are we to deny him on anything he wants to learn about.

 

"Are you still okay with Toshi coming home tomorrow night after school?' I carefully ask. "If you're still not feeling comfortable yet we can let him know. He won't be mad at you. Nun of us will." 

 

************Time skip******************

 

Izuku

 

Just thinking of having to interact with someone else is petrifying but it's just Toshi and technically this is his home, for now I'm just residing in it. 

 

I still don't trust them keeping me they will get tired of me eventually just like everybody else except my mom. So I just nod, I do like Toshi, I consider him a friend but once he finds out will he still feel the same.

 

"It's bed time little one. Can you go brush your teeth and get ready for bed. Once you're ready we can check all the locks and hiding spots before I can tuck you in. Sho hunny you can go to the bedroom."

 

I hear Yamada tell us Im scared I don't want to sleep but I slowly get up to do as told. If only to not be a bigger burden as I already am. I glance at aizawa and see him blink awake before wishing me a good night and also getting ready for bed.

 

We checked everything first before he sent me to get ready for the night. After changing clothes and brushing my teeth I dragged my feet to my bedroom it's still weird to think of this room as mine.

 

Yamada is already waiting for me out in the hallway he slowly wraps his arm around my shoulders as he guides me to my bed. He tucks me in hands me my all might plushie as shadow joins me to sleep on my pillow.

 

He starts running his fingers through my hair and it feels so nice I can't help but lean into it. He then slowly gets up turns the overhead light off after turning on the night light.

 

He then walks over and turns on the noise machine and the monitor before walking back to me and sitting on the edge of the bed. He then slowly starts running his fingers through my hair yet again and he starts humming it's so nice and relaxing.

 

"I am here, To share your pain. My arms will hold you tight and protect you my dear. Lay your head on my chest so you rest. no matter the sun or rain dad is here to chase away your fear."

 

 It's the same tune aizawa sang to me. My mind starts feeling foggy again as I still feel scared and oh so small curled up with my head on yama's chest feeling the slight vibrations from his humming. 

 

Without realizing it my right hand starts slowly moving towards my face as I place the knuckle from my index finger against my lips slightly between them. And with that I slowly close my eyes before drifting off to sleep.

 

Hizashi

 

After about the third song I was humming I feel his breathing even out and his body going limp. The little one has finally gone to sleep but as not to wake him I don't stop humming or running my fingers through his soft curly hair for at least another 10 to 15 minutes. 

 

After that time oh so slowly I'm rolling him over onto his back to lay down and gently stand up before walking to my bedroom. 

 

Kitten kneeling where I instructed I walk over to him. I carefully tie his hands behind his back with the black silk ribbon, just as I did earlier today. Then, I secure his leather collar around his neck, the soft leather conforming to his skin. I guide him to lean over the bed, his ass in the air, his cheek pressed against the cool sheets.

 

Running my fingers through his silky hair affectionately. "Such a good kitten," I murmur, my voice warm with praise. "I'm going to take such good care of you tonight."

 

I walk away briefly to gather supplies, lube, his favorite prostate vibrator with a remote, a cock ring, and a special butt plug with a tail. I place each item within Sho's reach, letting him hear the distinct sounds as they land on the surface.

 

Before proceeding, I grab a clean bath towel and place it on the floor near Sho, ensuring we have something to catch any messes. I return to Sho with the lube, slicking up my fingers liberally.

 

Gently, I press my free hand against Sho's lower back, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my palm. I circle my lube slicked fingers around his tight hole, teasing and taunting, before slowly sinking my middle finger inside.

 

Inch by inch, I work my finger deeper, reveling in the velvety heat clenching around me. I take my time, letting Sho adjust to the intrusion, only pushing in further when his body relaxes, kitten's breathy moans filling the room.

 

Once I'm fully seated, I slip in a second finger, then a third, stretching Sho open. I scissor my fingers, massaging his inner walls, drawing out gasps and whimpers from Sho's lips. His face is pressed into the mattress, his eyes fluttering shut in bliss.

 

After several long, blissful minutes, I begin to curl my fingers, searching for that sensitive bundle of nerves. As soon as I graze it, Sho's hips buck, a loud moan escaping them. I grin, continuing to stroke and press against kitten's prostate, watching his body writhe with pleasure.

 

Just as their moans reach a fever pitch, I withdraw my fingers, leaving him empty and desperate. I pick up the prostate vibrator, pressing the tip to his slick hole. Sho whines at the cold intrusion, but I shush him gently.

 

"It's okay, kitten," I coo. "I've got you. Just relax and let me take care of you."

 

With that, I slowly sink the vibrator into Sho's eager hole, feeling his walls clamp down around it. I reach for the remote, turning it on low at first, letting him adjust to the buzzing sensation.

 

With the butt plug securely in place, I run my hand over the soft tail before giving it a gentle tug, making Sho gasp and shiver at the sensation of fullness. I guide him back onto his knees on the pillow, admiring the way the plug accentuates his curves.

 

I place the cock ring around his straining erection, ensuring he won't find relief anytime soon. Then, I carefully position a towel over his legs and the floor below to catch any potential mess.

 

Settling back on the bed, I face Sho with a pillow propped behind me, ready to relax and enjoy the show. I then gently guide his head forward, as I grip his silky black hair. He wrapped his lips around the tip of my already hard dick. (hard from prepping his delicious, mouth watering and gorgeous body.) The wet heat of his mouth sends a jolt of pleasure through me.

 

"All right kitten," I begin, my voice firm yet gentle. "Here are the rules. You can suck as long and as hard as you want or just rest there with me settled between those pretty little lips of yours. But you are not allowed to remove me completely from your mouth until I say. I also have full control over the vibrator and its settings. The ring stays on for twenty minutes, then I will remove it. You are given permission to cum whenever you need to after the ring is removed, but you are not allowed to rut against anything or move from your position other than that pretty little mouth and throat of yours. The last rule, the second you pull off, we're ending this, and I'm getting you cleaned up. So pulling up is a red light, your safe word."

 

Sho nods slightly, his lips stretched around my girth. He begins to bob his head, taking more of me into his mouth, his tongue swirling around my shaft. As he settles, I turn the vibrator up to a medium setting, watching Sho's body tense and hearing a content hum vibrate around my cock.

 

I lean back against the pillow, enjoying the show as Sho works his magic on my member. At random intervals, I change the vibrations and intensity, making him gasp and moan around me. Within minutes, he's taken me deep into his throat, the tip nudging the back of his throat as he swallows around me.

 

Suddenly, Sho's body tenses, a whiny moan escaping him as he cums dry, the vibrations of his moans pushing me closer to the edge. I watch, transfixed, as he rides out his orgasm, his body trembling with pleasure.

 

Once he's come down from his high, I give him a few moments to catch his breath before turning the vibrator up too high. I can picture Sho's eyes rolling back, and I hear a desperate moan tearing from his throat as the intense stimulation rocks through him.

 

I continue to edge him like this for what feels like hours, pushing him to his limits and then pulling back, never letting him find true release. By the time the twenty minute mark rolls around, Sho is a writhing, desperate mess, pleading for more with whimpers and gasps.

 

 

But like the good kitten he is he doesn't move from his spot so I decide to reward him. Pleased by Sho's obedience, I rewarded him with gentle praise, running my fingers through his hair. "Good kitten, you're so cute with your lips around my tip."

 

I seize his hair, forcing him to take me deeper, essentially face fucking him for several minutes. His throat constricts around my shaft as I hold his head in place, my tip pressed against the back of his throat, cutting off his airway.

 

As I do this, I change the vibrations and settings on the prostate vibrator, making Sho moan and cum dry for the second time tonight. His body convulses, tears streaming down his face from the intensity of it all.

 

I release his head, allowing him to back off and breathe. But as I do, I hear a small whine escape him, his breathing labored and uneven. After a few moments, I decided to push him just a little further.

 

"Precious kitten, you have five more minutes before I remove the ring," I say, not really expecting an answer. "Can you be a good boy for Sir? Color?"

 

I feel him squeeze my thigh twice he's non verbal word for green.

 

I keep the vibrations low, gently stroking Sho's hair as he shudders and moans, coming undone under my touch. After five minutes, I bend over and remove the cock ring, freeing his throbbing, dripping erection.

 

For the next ten minutes, I keep the vibrations low, simply enjoying the sight of Sho lost in pleasure, his ink black hair splayed across my thighs. As I watch him, I can feel my own arousal building once more.

 

Noticing Sho is reaching his limits. I asked "color?"

 

I feel two short squeezes and a long one. Yellow but needing a little more.

 

 I turn the vibrations back up, sliding my right leg between his. "Rut against my leg until you cum," I command in a low, authoritative voice. "Be good for Sir and obey."

 

Sho is quick to obey, grinding his half hard, dripping cock against my leg like a desperate whore. The sight of him, so desperate and needy, makes me lick my lips in anticipation.

 

As he continues to rut against me, I reach down and grab his ass, squeezing the firm globes in my hands. I use my grip to guide his movements, helping him chase his pleasure against my skin.

 

The sounds of Sho's moans and whimpers fill the room, mingling with the soft buzzing of the vibrator. His dick throbs against my leg, the tip leaking copious amounts of pre cum onto my skin.

 

"Cum for me," I growl, giving his ass a sharp smack. "Show me how much you need it."

 

With a cry of pleasure, Sho tips over the edge once more, his spend splattering across my leg as he rides out his intense climax. I continue to hold him, rubbing his back and murmuring praises as he comes down from his high.

 

I get up so I can clean him up. He tries to move with me not wanting me to leave so I shush him and remind him I'm not going anywhere I'm just cleaning up. I didn't take the blindfold off before pulling out the butt plug and the vibrator then lastly I untie his hands.

 

I help him onto the bed and help him drink the water and eat the pouch before placing the toys in the sink to wash. I then start a bath and as it's running I quickly wash the toys off before setting them aside and going back to my hubby.

 

Only then do I slowly remove the blindfold and kiss his cheeks and forehead. Lastly I remove his collar but hearing him let out a broken little whine at the loss I gently tell him it's just for the bath I will put it back on for bed. 

 

After placing it on the pillow I slowly lift him up carry them to the tub before we get a quick bath.

 

I slowly wash his hair running my fingers through it which helps him relax even more. He's only half there barely conscious so washing his hair I quickly get out and clean up the mess on the floor any cum that didn't end up on the towel. Before going back into the bathroom, drying him off, getting him dressed and back onto the bed.

 

"Sir"

 

I hear whispered brokenly as I see kitten looking longingly at his collar through foggy eyes still deep in subspace. I shush him and cooed at his cuteness as I gently pick up and recollar him. Laying down I give a quick kiss to his forehead as he leans into my chest he whispers in a low gruff voice

 

  "thank you love, goodnight sir."

 

 Before falling asleep.

Chapter 18: Ch. 18

Hizashi

 

  Something woke me up earlier than usual, so thinking I heard a noise I stayed still and lessoned for what disturbed my sleep. I didn't hear anything unusual.

 

 A couple minutes pasted in silence so I decided to try and get some more rest but found i couldn't my dick was hard and throbbing. I was craving the feel and taste of a hot, hard dick well more specifically Sho's throbbing dick and salty, yummy cum.

 

 I look over to the sleeping form of the love of my life as he's lying on his back sound asleep. The leather collar snug agents his throat with its tag saying kitten property of master and sir. 

 

Mmm just seeing him in his collar makes my dick twitch with interest dripping precum. I slowly roll over and carefully slide down his hot pink sweatpants and his kitten print boxers. I move the blanket so it's laying off to his side as I move his legs apart and settle between his thick muscular thighs.

 

 Leaning down I start licking his pulsating vain to the slit before swirling my tongue around the tip then taking him in my mouth. Moaning as I do.

 

As I slowly start licking and sucking on him I can feel his member grow erect in my mouth till he's rock hard and throbbing. I crave feeling him grow hard on my tongue and in my mouth.

 

 I Bob my head up and down a few times using my tongue to swirl around his shaft and his tip coating him with my saliva before I take him all the way down with my lips at his pelvis my hands gripping his toned hips. I feel his pre cum dripping tip hit the back of my throat.

 

 I stay there with him slightly cutting off my airway as I let my eyes roll to the back of my head from the Ecstasy. I start to suck and moan as I move my hand between my legs and start rubbing my dripping, throbbing and twitching length with one of my hands.

 

Rubbing my shaft up to my tip before rubbing my finger along the slit. I start hearing him pant and airy moans in his sleep from the feeling. After several long minutes I feel my lower abdomen heat as it feels wound tight knowing I'm hitting my climax.

 

I slowly start humming around the twitching cock buried deep in my mouth before using a very small amount of my quirk causing him to jerk further down my throat chocking me as his climax hits him causing him to cum down my waiting throat. As he's cuming my climax hits hard releasing in my underwear.

 

After swallowing all of his semen I used my tongue to clean up the rest around his length before pulling off. Cleaning up both him and me I tuck him back in and start getting ready for the day.

 

I take a quick shower and brush my teeth before putting on my favorite comfy clothes. I then dried, brushed my long golden hair before Putting on my red rimmed glasses.

 

I leave our bedroom and head to izuku's room to check on him to see if he is still sleeping soundly. As I open the door to his room I see him slowly sitting up looking around as he is shaking with rapidly growing tears in his eyes.

 

I quickly walk over to him carefully sitting down on the edge of his bed. the movement causes izuku to look up and see me. As soon as I was sat down I had a lap full of sobbing child as he has lunged at me wrapping his scarred arms around my torso.

 

He buried his head into my chest as he silently cried. I brought my hand up to his curly forest green bed Head slowly carting my fingers through his curls. After several long minutes he finally calmed down and pulled away looking embarrassed.

 

 "Would you like to help me with breakfast little one?" I asked.

 

 He gets an odd foggy look on his face as he thinks about it for several long seconds bringing his thumb and index finger to his mouth taking his lower lip between them and slightly rubbing and pulling his lip before slowly nodding his head yes. After getting to the kitchen we wash our hands and prepare the food.

 

It's just a simple breakfast rice and eggs with a bowl of fruit. I cut the bananas and cantaloupe first as he started the rice. As I'm finishing up the main dish and starting the coffee pot I look over to see izuku finishing chopping the strawberries and added it to the blueberries, bananas and cantaloupe.

 

 As the rice is finishing I go wake up sho before carefully remove his collar placing it back in it's rightful spot seeing as I'm the only one allowed to place it on or take it off him. After that I head back to the kitchen and are little one. 

 

As we start setting the table sho walked over still mostly asleep before sleepily wrapping his arms around me from behind and kissing my cheek.

 

  "Morning songbird, morning kit." Sho mumbled out after yawning.

 

  "Good morning love." I whisper as I move just enough to kiss his lips.

 

  "Morning aizawa how did you sleep?" Izuku questioned. 

 

I am so proud to hear him asking questions he has relaxed through making breakfast with me. There was a look of surprise in Sho's eyes but he didn't let izuku know it before replying

 

"I slept well how did you sleep? Any nightmares?" Izuku looks happy to be answered but then a little sad as he nodded.

 

 "Yes, but only one last night I woke up as Yamada came in to check on me." He answered truthfully. 

 

Sho moves away from me and walks over to izuku and ruffles his hair electing a squeak out of the smaller.

 

"Good that's a good start." With that we eat with a small conversation about packing this weekend to move into the teachers dorms Sunday night to distract the baby so he eats more before taking his meds.

 

 "Izuku," I asked as sho is grabbing his to go coffee. "are you okay with Toshi coming here for the weekend? If you're not ready that's fine he will understand." 

 

 "Umm yes," hey timidly replied. "it's his home I don't have the right to keep him from his house or you." 

 

 "This is also your house and if you need more time adjusting that's okay we all understand. Cub."

 

 Sho gently tells him as he squats down to izuku's eye level and softly squeezes his hand. We both can see he's holding back tears but he nods and whispers

 

 "okay, I'm ready to see him. If you're sure he won't hate me or think I'm gross and dirty when he finds out." But we both hear his voice is uncertain and smaller than usual.

 

"He won't hate you or think any less of you. He will understand you had no control over what happened. He just needs to understand first. Be prepared for lots of cuddles cub."

 

Sho slowly but firmly runs his fingers through izuku's hair before standing up to leave. I walk over to him hugging sho tight and kisses his soft lips.

 

"See you after work. Bring are grumpy baby home."

 

"See you when I get back and don't worry I will." I laughed before he ruffles izuku's hair one last time. "Do you really think he will let me leave without him." 

 

"Bye cub, I will be back with Toshi after school." Then he's out the door.

 

Aizawa

 

  After I arrive at the school I head straight up to the teachers lounge to prepare for the day. I set my cup of coffee down and just as I was about to sit in my chair there's a knock on the teacher lounge door.

 

 I look at the time and we have about 20 minutes till class. The other teachers are either drinking their coffee and talking quietly to each other or working on assignments for the day.

 

 I get up and walk to the door and after opening it I see Toshi standing there with his backpack slung over his shoulder.

 

  "Shinso, come in." I say.

 

  It is slightly annoying to call him by his last name but to keep our private lives private and for his safety keeping are family relationship secret is best. After closing the door behind us and leading him to my desk I pulled him into a hug.

 

  "Missed you brat."

 

  "Missed you to problem dad."

 

 I hear him say muffled into my shirt as he hugs back just as tight. I release him from my hug.

 

 "Aren't you supposed to be getting to class and hanging out with your friends?"

 

"Yes, but I wanted to see you and ask if I'm still able to come home tonight after school? I will understand if he's not ready."

 

"He's still a little unsure but he has no problems with seeing you tonight." I tell him as I'm pushing him to the door. "I know Zashi and I are happy to have you home. Now get to class and make friends. Not just a boyfriend. And papa will be back sometime this week." 

 

 "Fine, I guess I'll go talk to peppermint or denki." He says dramatically pretending being social is torture.

 

I'm walking to my classroom as soon as the bell rings I have some announcements I have to make and this is not going to go over very well with my hell class. I walk up to my podium

 

"all right listen up I have an announcement I have to make do not comment or raise your hand until I am done or you will have detention all next week. Monday midoriya is supposed to be back but before he gets here I'm going to lay down The rules for you.

 

 Rule one do not ask him why he wasn't in class or what happened.

 

 Rule 2 do not touch him without permission or make any sudden movements.

 

 Rule 3 do not overwhelm him do not crowd him do not bombard him. Rule number four if he goes into a panic attack do not touch you immediately get me or mic. If you cannot follow these simple rules you will have in dorm suspension for 3 days. 

 

Just treat him normally just with less touchy feely. If you cannot follow and respect his boundaries then why are you in the hero course? Why do you plan on working with the public? 

 

Bakugo I do not care that you think you are owed an explanation for why he's not here you will not harass him for answers you will not corner him after class or at the dorms for answers you will leave him alone. When or if he is ready to tell people that is for him alone to decide. Now time to start class."

 

  I finished my speech and started them on homework.

 

Hizashi

 

I had cleaned the table and washed the dishes setting them a side to dry before heading into the living room with zuku. He's sitting on the couch curled up with are little black kitten curled up at his side purring away. 

 

He's wrapped up like a blanket burrito with his plushie firmly in his arms. The only few things that I'm not quite sure about is he's placed the tip of his thumb between his lips and has a all might cartoon playing that's meant for small children.

 

 I don't think too long or hard about it because he does love all might so I bend down in front of him slowly reaching my hand out. As my hand rests on his wild curls he lets out a soft low whine as he slowly leans into to touch.

 

 "Hi, baby are you enjoying watching all might?" I say using a low soft voice. 

 

He nods his head a little while letting out another slightly higher whine as a single tear rolls over his left freckled cheek. I use my thumb to wipe away the stray tear before asking.

 

 "Do you want me to hold you so you feel more safe?" He doesn't verbally answer but he does make grabby hands while letting out yet another whine.

 

I swiftly lift him up switching spots so I'm setting on the couch and he's on my lap with his head on my chest. 

 

I gather my balance before standing up and moving to the recliner so I can rock him. After getting settled I ran my fingers through his hair, soothingly. I can't help but wonder what's wrong he's not verbally answering. 

 

He is watching a children's show and he hasn't removed the tip of his finger from his mouth. 

 

I reach up and gently move his hand down away from his mouth but stop when he starts crying. I hear his breathing pick up, sniffing, and a little whiney sounding cry.

 

 I'm startled enough to release his wrist and he quickly puts his finger back in his mouth but this time all of his thumb with placing his indexing finger on top of his nose and middle finger above his upper lip but under his nose.

 

I sigh internally because I want to research what could be happening to him but can't right now because I have a lap full of teenage boy in destress.

 

 I know I have heard about something like this but for the life of me I can't remember. I don't change the channel even though I have no interest in all might but izuku is relaxing with every minute passing and him being content means more than my slight boredom.

 

By the end of the fourth episode my son lets out a little sleepy yawn as he rubs his face into my chest reminding me of a kitten.

 

 Soon after izuku is sleeping soundly and it gives me a chance to research his odd behavior because he's acting younger than he is. It could be nothing but being stressed and tired but better to be safe than sorry. plus it never hurts to be prepared. 

 

I click on Google and type in some of the behaviors I have noticed 15 minutes of scrolling and changing wording and I've brought up nothing. I'm about to give up before I try one last thing so I type it out and click search.

 

 The third article I see seems promising so I click on it and start reading but it seems to be a dead end but one of the ads catches my eye. It's a quiz of some sort the words read

 

  'do you think you may be a age regressor? Feel younger than you are? Take this test to see if you are a little. Take this quiz and find out. Click here'

 

 It gives me pause little I've heard that before it sounds familiar. So I look it up and oh this is fitting his behavior more than anything else I have read today. 

 

Okay if he is, that is fine there is nothing wrong with that. It can be used as a coping system and it's better than a lot of others. now if he is I don't think he knows what is going on. 

 

I'm going to have to explain but getting him to understand there is nothing wrong with him might be a little harder. Time to do some research and tell sho what I might have found out. 

 

Chapter 19: Ch.19

Aizawa

  After school let's out I head to the gate to wait for toshi. It shouldn't take him very long just to pack his bag, drop it off in his dorm room before heading to meet me. He doesn't need to worry about packing for the weekend since tomorrow we will be packing up our apartment and to start moving it to the dorms. As I'm waiting I get a text from my sweet husband.

 

H. Honey can you grab the order I bought earlier from "reverse" it should be ready I will explain what's in it and why later at home. But don't open it, when you get here take it directly into are bedroom. Just go around to the pick up line and tell him the order is for yamada and the order number is 20004593 Please 🥺 the address is 1283 main. Ave.

S. That's fine I'm guessing it's a surprise

H. Kinda, but not for us it's some things I think will help izuku. I have been doing some research today and well we'll see. Love you, see you soon o and can you buy meat buns for dinner and sweet bread for breakfast.

S. Yes, I will buy dinner and breakfast and get the order for you. I was thinking of having a movie marathon after we get home. Can you pull out zootopia, inside out, and tangled. I think izu would benefit from them. see you soon love you.

 

Not long after placing my phone back in my pocket do I see wild purple hair. Toshi jogging up to me ready to get home and see izuku. he had changed into black shorts with a black and purple shirt with this depresso needs an espresso written on it.               

 "We have to make two stops before we head home." I tell him as we head out of the gate and towards the store he ordered from. "Apparently your mamma ordered something to be picked up and he wants us to grab meat buns for dinner tonight and breakfast for tomorrow." 

 

 "Okay, what did mom order?" He asked.

 

 "Don't know he said not to open it and he would explain later but he did say he thinks it will help izuku."

 

 After a good 15 minute walk we arrive at the store, it was brighter than I expected with its base color of the building a light purple with white and baby blue clouds but I quickly ignore it for finding the pick up lane.

 

We weren't in line for more than a few minutes when a worker with pink cotton candy colored hair came up to us asking for the name and number for the order. I quickly brought up my text and gave him the information. Thankfully we didn't have to wait very much longer.

 

It was less than 10 minutes before we were handed a couple of non see through bags before being handed a sucker for each of us as he told us to have a sweet and magical day before walking back inside.

 

With that weird interaction out of the way it was time for our second trip dinner. Thankfully we were able to pick up the requested food on the way home so we didn't have to make any detours and within 20 minutes we were opening up our front door.

 

It hits me that this might be one of the last times I'll be entering this home the home I've had for many years.

 

After we slip our shoes off I swiftly head to the kitchen to put the meat buns in the fridge to keep cool before heading off to our bedroom.

 

I place the bags on the bed ready to head back to the living room but Before I can leave and go back to the kiddos I turn around and see zashi walking in and locking the door behind him.

 

  "What's up, is everything okay?" I ask. He takes a second to answer preferring to set on the bed first.

 

 "Yes, just have you noticed any weird behavior from izuku the last couple of days?"

 

 "Maybe, I can't really say because he's dealing with a lot right now and each person deals with trauma differently but there have been a few weird things I've noticed."

 

 "What weird things have you noticed cuz I noticed a few things as well which is why I did some research earlier but it's just a theory right now." 

 

 "When we were exercising he had a breakdown after he started to become in pain but that wasn't the weird part I had wrapped him up in a blanket like a little blanket burrito." He takes a deep breath.

 

"He made a couple of distressing whines but other than that was nonverbal. He had also put his knuckle in his mouth along with making grabby hands like he was wanting to be picked up or held. I just assumed that he was upset and wanted to be comforted but looking back they were more childish mannerisms." He was explaining.

 

"That's what I thought earlier today he was showing some signs like that as well and when I had moved his finger from his mouth he actually started crying which startled me giving him time to put his thumb back in his mouth I didn't have the heart to tell him no. But he had also put on an all might cartoon that's made for young children maybe four or five. So after I finally rocked him to sleep in the recliner I had started looking up the odd behavior to see if it was something to be concerned about. It took quite a while before I found something that fit at least for the most part which is why I bought some things." He finally finished and that was a lot.

 

"What did you find out? And what did you buy because you sound very hesitant. am I not going to like what you discovered?"

 

"No, no, it's nothing bad just nothing that we are used to. I think that he might be age regressing or also known as little and he might have been slipping into little space earlier this morning. I have done some research but I was wanting to do more research and more in depth with you here so we're on the same page. But I wanted to get him a few things just in case or some things that might comfort him regressed or not." He said hesitating just for a moment.

 

Zashi leans over and grabs one of the bags and starts emptying it on the bed. I'm looking at everything with so much confusion not really understanding what he's talking about.

 

 In the bag I see a sippy cup, baby bottle, pacifier, a couple different chew toys, and a silk rag the size of a dish towel.

 

"Zashi, he's not a baby. I might not completely understand but giving him a baby passy isn't safe. He could break it and hurt himself on the small parts."

 

"Sho, love, it's not a baby passy it's made for older teens and adults. Same with the rest of the items here I picked that store because of this. They are highly recommended with a five star rating. They also have specialized ones for people with mutant type quirks, long canines like Vlad, and ones for people with strength enhancement in their jaw bite. They are also very discreet."

 

"Are you sure it's safe? It won't fall apart if he bites it to hard? This is a lot when we don't even know if he is."

 

"Yes, they are safe, everything here has been tested and has a high approval rating. Because of his quirk I bought the one for adults tested with strength encampment quirks just to be safer. I just got the bare minimum the silk towel I will give him tonight if he wants to keep it for any sensory reasons or if he puts it away and forgets about it. Either one of those is fine because at least we provided for him. I bought a couple different types of chew toys and fidgets with different textures because I didn't know what sensory input works for him and which ones he avoids. I know this is a lot and I'm probably not making a whole lot of sense but can you trust me."

 

"Yes, I trust you, I'm just a little overwhelmed and want to make sure that he doesn't get hurt even by an item breaking on him. But it seems like you've done a lot more research than you're letting on if you know the rating of all these items. Your even talking about stuff that I would have never even thought of. You know you're going to tell oboro about this because I'm not so sure so I'm leaving that up to you. So, what's in the other bags?"

 

He dumped them out revealing three blankets (a light green one and a light purple one with black kittens on it), four plushies (a black kitten a purple kitten a green kitten and a yellow bird), soft light colored clothes (a light pink, blue, and purple shirt with matching pants all cotton.) including night clothes (mint green sink and cotton) , and some coloring books with crayons (either all might themed or baby animals).

 

  'okay, not to much. Alright' 

 

Izuku

 

I had woke up when the door had opened meaning aizawa and toshi were home. I take a few minutes to rub the sleep out of my eyes and before I know it it's just toshi and me in the living room.

 

"Hi, I just wanted to tell you that if you're not ready to tell me what happened that's okay. I don't deserve any answers. if you want to talk I will lesson and be here but if not I understand and won't bring it up. Do you want to put on a movie or I can show you how to play fallout 4?"

 

 Toshi said being so kind and considerate. Tears came to my eyes as I take a deep shaky breath.

 

 "No, I want to tell you what happened you do deserve to know. And if I don't tell you the thoughts in my head will keep telling me that you will hate me but at least if I tell you I would know if the voices were true or not. Thursday I came home to see my mom. when I opened the door I smelled dinner cooking but before I could do anything I'm pretty sure I got tranked.  When I came to I was naked and cuffed to my bed with quirk suppressant cuffs. And until Sunday night when aizawa rescued me I was beaten drugged with some kind of stimulant and raped repeatedly." I tell him my voice barely over a whisper and cracking in multiple places as the tears roll down my cheeks.

 

 "Sunday night he had left to go to work and I didn't know if he would come back with anyone else or not as he has threatened to thankfully I was able to maneuver my legs off the bed where my phone had been laying on the ground. With my feet I was able to send out a distress signal but I didn't know to who and I just had to Hope that someone came to get me." He choked out.

 

 Before I new what was happening I was being engulfed by a hug. I flinched at first before I realized it was just toshi.

 

"I am so sorry izu I'm so sorry I wasn't there to help you. You will get through this you have our dads and you have me and you have peppermint. he is so head over heels for you. You could kill someone and he would help you hide a body you're not getting rid of him this easily."

 

"But that was before I was used and dirty." I sob into his chest hands clinched into his shirt. "what if he doesn't want to be with me now what if he thinks I'm gross?"

 

"No, none of that we both know that you are not used, dirty or gross and we both know that once he finds out he is going to try and find this guy and murder him." Toshi said matter of fact. "And the only reason I won't be helping is because he needs an alibi."

 

"Toshi, no you can't say that he's dangerous he can hurt both of you. I'm not worth it I'm not worth either of you getting hurt."

 

"Too bad so sad it's a package deal."

 

"That doesn't even make sense."

 

"Sure it does I'm your older brother now baby bro and he is your boyfriend and anyone who messes with you gets to deal with us we're a package deal."

 

I grumble but don't comment back he will just say something to rebuke my rebuttal.

 

"Toshi, there is also one other strange thing that's been happening besides the depression not wanting to eat my endless nightmares and desperately wanting to die which I'm pretty sure is normal after an assault but this doesn't make sense."

 

"What is it you can tell me anything and we will be working on your eating and the nightmares which hopefully will help with everything else it just takes time."

 

"I don't know what's happening I'll be stressed out or scared and then one of them will say something and my head starts feeling off I can't really explain it I'm not sure what's going on. Everything seems bigger maybe that's not the right word more like I feel smaller more vulnerable and that scares me because when I'm like that I have realized that I can't speak I go nonverbal. But also like I can't remember how old I am or a lot of stuff I should remember. I feel floaty, foggy like my brain is staticky  pudding but not painful or tiring like when I dissociate."

 

  "You might want to talk to our dads about that just in case but for now if you feel like that and you don't feel comfortable enough to seek out one of our dads you could always come to me and I will comfort you and I will hold you until you feel better."

 

  After that we got lost in the silence snuggling on the couch. Toshi reaching over to grab the remote before turning on the TV but there's already a movie in, encanto so we decided to play it. 

 

Just as the movie started aizawa and yamada comes in. Aizawa sits down on the other side of the couch and yamada heads into the kitchen. After a few minutes he comes back with a plate full of meat buns for everyone to eat while we watch the movie. I sigh I think I can get used to this.

 

Chapter 20: Ch.20

Izuku

 

With dinner over and the second movie starting, it was Inside Out this time, I was finally beginning to settle again. The lights in the common area had been dimmed, casting a warm, safe glow across the space. Everyone was sprawled out in their claimed spots with full bellies and soft murmurs of contentment.

 

I nestled further into the couch, knees pulled up, arms wrapped loosely around them. I hadn't meant to sit quite so close to Aizawa, but somehow, over the course of the last hour, I had ended up right beside him. Practically leaning into his side now, I realized just how warm he was.

 

He radiates heat, I thought vaguely, and without meaning to, I leaned a little closer.

 

His body didn't shift away.

 

It was so cozy... so easy to let my guard drop just a little.

 

I was just getting truly comfortable, my eyes half lidded and body beginning to melt into the cushions, when his voice cut through the lull of the movie. Soft. Low. Directed only to me.

 

"Izuku, cub, can you stand up just for a second?"

 

It startled me.

 

My body jerked slightly at the sound, eyes blinking open in confusion. He was already shifting beside me, beginning to rise, and I had no choice but to follow or risk tumbling over onto the now empty seat.

 

I stood, though the movement was sluggish and a little hesitant. For a moment, I felt exposed. Like maybe I wasn't wanted there anymore. Like maybe I had gotten too close.

 

A little ache settled in my chest.

 

But then, before I could wallow or overthink, Aizawa turned, grabbed something from the back of the couch, and wrapped it around my shoulders in one smooth, practiced motion. A thick, red, fluffy blanket, one of the soft ones that always felt warm no matter the temperature.

 

He wrapped it tight, tucking the edges around me like he was bundling a kitten for warmth. A full on burrito.

 

My mouth opened, about to say something, but then he sat down again and took me with him.

 

I let out a startled, high pitched squeak of pure surprise as I found myself lifted and maneuvered with practiced ease. He didn't plop me next to him.

 

He pulled me onto his lap.

 

Right onto his lap.

 

My face went red. Flaming hot.

 

Every muscle in my body locked up as he repositioned me gently, guiding my head to rest against his chest. I could hear his heartbeat under his shirt, steady and strong. The rise and fall of his breathing brushed past my ear.

 

My body tensed at first, unsure if this was real. Unsure if I was allowed this. But he didn't push me away.

 

He held me there.

 

Like it was normal. Like it was okay.

 

And slowly... so slowly... the panic started to fade.

 

My muscles, tight as wires, began to loosen. The blanket was warm and smelled faintly of fabric softener and something that reminded me of home, like cedar and tea and shampoo that wasn't cheap and watered down. His arms stayed firm around me, anchoring me.

 

Safe.

 

I was safe.

 

And warm.

 

And wanted.

 

And, oh.

 

That floaty, foggy feeling began to creep in.

 

The kind that felt like I wasn't entirely in my body anymore. Like I was floating just above myself, watching this strange but wonderful moment unfold. I tried to fight it, gripping the blanket tighter, but it was useless. The combination of warmth, comfort, and safety was too much.

 

My fingers twitched under the fabric.

 

Without even thinking, my hand drifted up to my lips.

 

First just a pinch, my thumb and index finger gently tugging at my lower lip, something I did sometimes when I was nervous or sleepy. The pressure grounded me. Familiar.

 

Then I started rubbing.

 

Slow circles.

 

The softness of my skin against my lip was oddly soothing. I didn't care that the movie was playing or that I was curled up on my teacher's lap. The world was small now, warm and dim and wrapped in a red blanket.

 

My thumb slipped into my mouth.

 

I started to suck on it.

 

I didn't even realize I'd done it at first, until the soft, wet pressure gave me a wave of calm. I blinked slowly, body melting further against Aizawa's chest.

 

My face was still red, but I didn't care anymore.

 

He hadn't said anything.

 

He hadn't stopped me.

 

And that was all I needed.

 

Just a little more time. Just a little more peace.

 

For once... I wasn't scared of the quiet.

 

I don’t know how long I’ve been curled up in Dad’s lap, but I don’t want it to end.

 

His chest is warm beneath my cheek, rising and falling in steady, grounding rhythm. I can hear his heart beating, a soft, constant thump that reminds me of safety. Of belonging. Of something I didn’t realize I’d been missing until I had it.

 

Then I feel it.

 

A rough, calloused hand starts to move through my hair, combing through the curls with practiced gentleness. The fingers scratch lightly at my scalp in soothing little circles, and I melt. My body goes completely boneless, as if all the tension inside me just slips away under the motion.

 

It’s… nice.

 

Really nice.

 

Relaxing in a way that makes it hard to keep my eyes open.

 

I’m so wrapped up in the sensation, in the warmth, in the floating feeling, that I don’t even register Yama, Mamma, leaving the room. It’s only when he returns, crouching down in front of us with a soft smile and something in his hands, that I blink and lift my head just a little.

 

“Hi, little one,” he says gently, voice warm like cocoa on a cold day. “I brought you a couple things.”

 

He holds them out for me, offering, not demanding and I look.

 

One is my All Might plushie.

 

My All Might plushie. The one I’d had since I was little, the one with the slightly frayed edge on the cape and the faded red on his gloves. My chest swells just looking at him. I reach out and grab him instantly, hugging him tight to my chest and rubbing my face into his shoulder.

 

It smells like home. Like fabric softener and safety and memories I’m not ready to remember all the way yet.

 

The second thing is… something silky. Mint colored, soft and shiny like liquid fabric.

 

I hesitate for a second, staring at it, unsure what it is but curious. Slowly, I reach out, first brushing the tips of my fingers across the smooth surface.

 

It’s so soft.

 

Cool to the touch at first, but it warms under my skin as I rub it between my thumb and forefinger. A delighted shiver runs down my spine. I can’t help it, I bring it up to my face and nuzzle it, rubbing it against my cheek and lips. It’s comforting in a way that’s hard to explain, like everything that’s ever felt gentle and kind wrapped into one perfect little texture.

 

Mamma stays beside us the whole time, never stopping the soothing motion of his fingers in my hair. The consistency of it, the grounding contact, it makes me feel safe. Like I could fall asleep right here and nothing bad could reach me.

 

Then I hear Bubba’s voice from beside us, toshi’s voice, gentle and thoughtful.

 

“Izu,” he says softly, “would you like me to move so Dad can have the recliner? So he can rock you while we watch the movie?”

 

He’s sitting on the other side of Dada now, close but not crowding. His tone is light, like it’s no big deal, but he’s offering me something precious.

 

The rocking recliner.

 

My eyes widen a little. I nod slowly without lifting my head fully, just a soft motion into Dad’s chest.

 

Because yes. I do want that.

 

I love the rocking motion. It’s soothing and familiar. It makes my body settle even deeper, like being cradled in a moving bubble where nothing can get in.

 

Dada must’ve understood my answer because I feel his arms shift, then wrap securely around me as he begins to stand. He lifts me so easily,effortless, like I weigh nothing and carries me the few steps to the recliner. The blanket stays wrapped around me, All Might plush still clutched tight in my arms, the silky fabric cradled against my cheek.

 

He sits down carefully, cradling me to his chest again, and then...

 

He starts to rock.

 

Back… and forth…

 

Slow and steady.

 

Like waves. Like breathing. Like a heartbeat.

 

I let out a tiny sigh and burrow deeper into his chest, already starting to drift again, safe in the motion, the warmth, and the hands that keep me close.

 

Dada had only just started rocking us, the gentle motion barely underway, when I felt his hand move.

 

I was still curled up, wrapped tight in the red blanket burrito, All Might plush pressed to my chest and the soft minty fabric tucked under my chin. My thumb was in my mouth again, comforting, grounding and I was starting to drift, eyes heavy, body soft and floaty.

 

Then Dada gently reached up and slid my finger out of my mouth.

 

It didn’t hurt.

 

He wasn’t rough.

 

But I wasn’t ready.

 

The moment my thumb left my lips, a wave of panic crashed over me, sharp and fast. I sucked in a breath that caught in my throat, and before I knew it, tears were spilling down my cheeks.

 

I started crying.

 

Not loudly, not screaming but soft, hiccupy sobs that I couldn’t hold back no matter how hard I tried. My chest felt tight, and everything inside me twisted up. I wanted my thumb. I needed it. I couldn’t explain how or why but it helped. It made things quiet inside when everything else was too loud.

 

“Zashi,” Dada said quietly over my head, his voice calm even though I knew he felt bad. “Can you grab his passy real quick?”

 

“Yeah, got it,” Mamma answered, already moving across the room.

 

“Sorry, cub,” Dada murmured as he rocked us slowly, his cheek resting lightly against the top of my head. “But sucking your finger is gross. It could make you sick.”

 

I didn’t understand.

 

I didn’t want to understand.

 

I wasn’t sick now. I just needed my thumb. But Dada’s voice was kind, not angry, and that helped a little.

 

Mamma crouched down in front of us again, soft hands and a soft face, always gentle. He held something in his palm. A passy.

 

It was light pink with a little green bunny on it, round and cute and kind of shiny in the soft light from the TV screen. Mamma didn’t shove it in or force it. He just held it near my lips and waited, patient as ever.

 

I didn’t want it.

 

But I was still crying, and it hurt to cry, and everything inside me felt too big for my chest to hold.

 

So I opened my mouth just a little.

 

The passy slipped in.

 

I sucked once, hesitant.

 

Twice, testing.

 

And then something in me loosened. The tight coil of sadness started to ease. I sucked again, a little stronger, and the comfort started to return, slower this time, but real.

 

It wasn’t the same.

 

But it was okay.

 

My tears slowed. The hiccups stopped. I rubbed my face against Dada’s chest and let myself breathe through the pacifier as I rocked, rocked, rocked in the chair. The motion helped. The passy helped. The arms around me helped.

 

“There you go, pumpkin,” Mamma cooed, still kneeling beside the recliner. His smile was soft and warm, eyes crinkling at the corners. “Fingers are icky and can make you feel icky and your tummy hurt.”

 

I blinked up at him, eyes still a little watery, but calmer now. He tilted his head just slightly, then asked in a gentle voice, “Can you tell me how big you are, little one?”

 

I blinked again, confused.

 

How big?

 

I wasn’t sure. I had to think.

 

I sucked on the passy quietly, reaching one hand out from the blanket and looking at my fingers, slowly holding them up and counting them with my thumb.

 

One… two… three…

 

I don’t think I’m a baby. I can use the potty all by myself. I don’t need diapers or help.

 

But I know I’m not four yet. Kids usually get their quirk by four, right? And I don’t have mine yet.

 

So… I must be three.

 

I’m three. That’s big.

 

I’m a big boy.

 

I hold up three fingers and show Mamma proudly, lifting my hand just enough so he can see it clearly.

 

“Wow, you’re so big, sweetie pie,” Mamma said with the biggest smile. “Thank you for telling me.”

 

Then he leaned in and gently booped my nose with one finger.

 

My eyes crossed a little as I blinked at the touch, and a tiny breathy giggle escaped around the pacifier. It surprised even me.

 

Mamma smiled even wider and gave my curls one more ruffle before standing back up and going to sit down again.

 

The movie kept playing. The rocking didn’t stop. Dada’s hand stayed on my back, rubbing slow, lazy circles.

 

And I…

 

I stayed still.

 

Warm. Safe. Soothed.

 

Okay.

 

Hizashi

 

It's been about ten minutes since sho started rocking izu with the later almost asleep. I get up and head to the kitchen to make me a tea with honey. As I'm pouring my cup I hear footsteps coming up behind me. 

 

"Mom do you know what is happening to izu? You didn't seem fazed earlier." Toshi asked quietly.

 

"We think we know what is going on. I'm pretty sure he's regressing. Um, how do I explain. Okay so I think he unknowingly developed a coping mechanism in which he mentally regresses to a younger state. One before the trauma." I explained carefully. "We haven't discussed it with him yet because we only really noticed it last night. I want to ease into the explanation so we don't scare him. There is nothing wrong with him or this coping mechanism we just want him to feel safe and loved." 

 

"Ya, that fits what he told me and would explain a lot." He agreed. 

 

"He talked to you earlier about what happened and about regressing?" I ask.

 

Toshi rubs the back of his neck.

 

"Not exactly. He gave me a summary of what happened and told me he was confused because sometimes when dad or you talk to him he gets umm what's the word. O ya floaty, pudding brain." Toshi said looking down at the floor. "He described it like disassociating without the umm, harshness like good static not bad I can't describe it right sorry mom." 

 

"It's alright you helped a lot thank you for telling me. I know this must be hard on you. He's your friend. I'm proud of you kiddo for being so supportive." I tell him as I bring him into a tight hug. After he heads back to the couch I finished the tea. 

 

-------------------time skip------------------

 

After tucking the kids into bed and head to are bedroom I am mentally worn out. We both might be too tired to have sex tonight but that's sure not going to stop me from sucking him off to my heart's content.

 

As I'm waiting for sho to finish in the bathroom I'm already getting hard just thinking about sucking him licking his tip till he cums in my mouth. 

 

As I'm waiting for sho to finish in the bathroom I'm already getting hard just thinking about sucking him licking his tip till he cums in my mouth.

 

Lost in anticipation, I don't notice Sho returning from the bathroom until he speaks. I look up, meeting his gaze, and the desire I see reflected back at me makes my cock throb with need.

 

"Mmm, you look like you want to devour something, Birdy," Sho purrs, stepping closer. "What has you so worked up?"

 

"You, kitten, about how much I love having you in my mouth mmm. Will you be good for me and lay down naked, I need you."

 

Sho doesn't hesitate, eagerly laying down on the bed and propping himself up with pillows. He spreads his thick thighs, welcoming me between them, his half hard cock bobbing invitingly.

 

I quickly tie my hair back in a ponytail before leaning down and running my tongue along Sho's length, savoring the salty taste of his precum. I start at the base, licking up to the tip before swirling my tongue around the head, teasing the sensitive flesh.

 

As I work my way down his shaft, I can feel Sho growing harder with each pass of my tongue. When I reach the base, I wrap my lips around him, slowly bobbing my head as I take him deeper into my mouth.

 

I can feel Sho's hand fisting in my hair as I work him over with my mouth, holding me in place as I take him to the hilt. The sensation of his cock hitting the back of my throat makes me moan around him, sending vibrations through his shaft.

 

"Fuck, Birdy," Sho gasps, his hips bucking slightly. "God, you look so beautiful with your lips wrapped around my dick. Don't stop, please. I love feeling that filthy tongue on me."

 

I double my efforts, bobbing my head faster as I suck harder on his length. I can taste more precum leaking onto my tongue, and it only serves to fuel my desire to make Sho come undone.

 

I slide my free hand between his legs, massaging his balls as I continue to suck him off. The combination of sensations has Sho panting and moaning above me, his grip on my hair tightening as he nears his climax.

 

As I deep throat Sho's cock, I feel a wave of ecstasy wash over me. The sensation of his thick length pressing against the back of my throat, the taste of his skin, the sound of his moans, it all combines to push me over the edge. I cum hard, my own release soaking through my boxers and onto the sheets beneath me.

 

But I don't stop, I can't. Sho's voice, deep and husky with desire, is like a drug, and I crave more. When he tells me to tap twice, to let him use my mouth until he cums, I comply eagerly. I want to be his plaything, his fuck toy, desperate for his touch.

 

Sho wastes no time, gripping my head tightly and forcing himself down my throat. The force of his thrusts is delicious, borderline painful in the best way possible. Drool runs down my chin as he fucks my face, but I barely notice, too lost in the pleasure of being used so roughly.

 

My penis stiffens again, aching for release, but I know better than to touch myself. Instead, I adjust my position, grinding my needy dick against Sho's leg. The sensation is overwhelming, bordering on painful, but I can't get enough.

 

Before I know it, I'm cumming again, my second orgasm ripping through me as I rut desperately against Sho's thigh. But even as I'm coming down from my high, I don't stop moving, craving more of that delicious friction.

 

Sho is getting closer, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chases his own release. I can feel him twitching inside me, his moans growing louder and more urgent. I want it, I need it, and when he finally cums, I swallow every drop greedily.

 

Once he's finished, Sho releases me, and I collapse onto the bed beside him, dizzy and floaty but utterly satisfied. My throat aches from the abuse it took, and my cock is painfully oversensitive, but I wouldn't trade this feeling for anything.

 

Sho pulls me close, wrapping his arms around me as we bask in the afterglow. "You were such a good boy for me," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my temple. "So desperate and needy, taking my dick so well. I'm proud of you."

 

I nuzzle into his chest, a happy sigh escaping my lips. "Thank you, kitten." I reply, my voice hoarse from the thorough fucking my throat just received.

 

After our intense play session, Sho carefully helps me up from the bed, his strong arms supporting my slightly unsteady form. He leads me to the bathroom, his touch gentle and caring as he tends to my needs.

 

In the shower, Sho washes me with tender strokes, making sure to clean every inch of my skin. He takes extra care with the sensitive area between my legs, gently cleaning away the evidence of my multiple orgasms.

 

Once we're both clean, Sho wraps me in a fluffy towel, toweling off my hair with gentle pats. He leads me back to the bedroom, where he helps me into a fresh pair of boxers and a soft shirt.

 

Sho then changes into a pair of clean boxers himself before sliding into bed beside me. He pulls me close, my head resting on his chest as his arms wrap around me in a protective embrace.

 

No words are needed in that moment. We're both exhausted, our bodies still humming with the afterglow of our intense lovemaking. I can feel Sho's heart beating steadily beneath my ear, a comforting rhythm that lulls me towards sleep.

 

Sho presses a soft kiss to the top of my head, his lips lingering against my skin. "Goodnight, Birdy," he murmurs, his voice low and full of love. "I love you so much."

 

I nuzzle closer to him, a contented sigh escaping my lips. "I love you too, kitten." As I'm drifting off to sleep.

 

Our kids are safe in their rooms sleeping hopefully peacefully so we're going to sleep I soundly as we can until either one of the kids wake us up we wake up to our alarms. 

 

Since tomorrow is it busy busy day you got to pack up and move thankfully izuku doesn't have a lot of stuff here most of it was already at the dorms and so is toshi's stuff so that's less to move these are my last thoughts as I drift off to sleep.

Chapter 21: Ch.21

Aizawa

 

  I slowly open my eyes as the first rays of the sun slowly start to shine into the bedroom. Normally I would have either gone back to sleep or started sucking either Ro or zashi off till one of them woke up but something feels off.

 

As I'm starting to wake up a little more I realize why I feel off I didn't get woken up to izuku crying or from him having a nightmare and I know it's too soon for them to just stop happening. 

  I now have a mission so I get up and head to izuku's bedroom just to check on him only when I open the door I see hitoshi also in izuku's bed holding him the ugly all might plush between them and shadow on one of the pillows. They are both asleep but the tear tracks on izuku's cheeks show he had been crying at some point. But they're both asleep so for now I will leave them there and go make breakfast.

 

Well after a couple pictures. I take a few pictures and quickly send them to the family group chat that I will soon be adding Izuku to. Thinking of Izuku he really hasn't wanted to eat anything except for my jelly pouches so maybe if I make something a little sweeter for breakfast today he'll actually want to eat I can only hope. 

 

  As the sun began to rise a little more, bathing the cozy kitchen in a soft, golden/orange glow, Shota made his way to the coffee pot and made himself his first cup before he  poured muffin mix into a bowl with the milk and mixed it together. Before placing the batter in two muffin pans. I Decided to make mixed berry muffins for breakfast. The scent of  coffee, strawberries and blueberries danced in the air, mingling with the soft low tune of the radio playing in the background since zashi is still sleeping.

 

Being used to noise at all hours in the day and night at home so without sound in his home felt out of place. He couldn't help but crack a small smile at the thought of the sweet breakfast Izu, hitoshi and hizashi would eat as he finished off his first cup of coffee. Well he hoped Izu would eat it that's why he picked muffins because they're different from what they have been trying to get him to eat. The soft, warm light of the morning stretched across the familiar corners of the kitchen, casting a serene aura over him as he moved with a sense of quiet contentment, a stark contrast to the rest of the day ahead.

 

As he popped them into the oven as he danced around muffin the cat and shadow so he could set the table before waking everyone. He knew after getting settled in at the dorms he needs to text oboro to let him know the move is over and what is going on with izuku. 

 

  After putting the muffins into bake and started a second pot of coffee. he went to wake zashi from his beauty sleep. He walked up to the side of the bed before gently running his fingers through yellow golden locks. 

 

"Wakey wakey sleepy head." Sho said in a tired voice. "I've got breakfast in the oven." 

 

"Mm, five more minutes sho mm tired." Zashi mumbled into the pillow.

 

"No can do beautiful, we have a long day remember kiddos are still sleeping but apparently izuku woke up at some point. Hitoshi is cuddled up to izuku both sleeping away. I'm about to go wake them up so up and Adam, If i have to come back in here I'm taking the covers." I warned. 

 

"I'm up I'm up you're so mean to me." He said as he slowly rises from the covers. " And please tell me you got pictures." 

 

"Yes, yes, I got pictures don't worry now go get dressed I'll go get the kids up." I say before walking out of our bedroom.

 

It's a quick trip to the next room before i knock on the door louder than I need to too  try and wake them up.  

 

"Knock knock time to wake up muffins are in the oven you don't get up I'll eat them all then I'll come back in for your covers." I tell them before leaving as I hear them scrambling to get out of the covers they seem to be tangled in. 

 

  After we get settled down at the table I have another cup of coffee zashi has a cup of coffee as well with lots of creamer and sugar. Hitoshi also has a coffee identical to mine black coffee with a splash of vanilla creamer and a scoop of sugar no more than a scoop and a half And zuku opted for orange juice.

 

Thankfully izuku seems to love the muffins and with a little distraction is able to eat two and drink most of his juice. We talk about getting to the dorms and Monday going back to school. We talk about what we want to do tonight after settling in. And with the distraction helped izuku take him medicine with minimal stress. It's a calm morning overall but now it's time to pack.

 

  Thankfully we're not worried about a lot of packing the other UA teachers have already volunteered to pack things up to make things less stressful on Izu. So all we have to pack up is our clothes any special things we went right on hand and things we don't want the others (midnight) to see (sex toys). 

 

In the midst of packing up the belongings they plan on taking with them, Shota stumbled upon a tote of old photographs tucked away in the back of the closest. Each image was a lot of memories, of birthday parties, family holidays, graduation, wedding and lazy Sundays in the park.

 

As he traced the smiling faces of their loved ones frozen in time, a wave of bittersweet nostalgia washed over him, reminding him of the countless moments of joy and laughter they had shared in this apartment it wasn't their first apartment but it had been theirs for several years now.

 

The sting of tears wanting to flow pricked at Shota's eyes, blurring the edges of the photographs slightly. as he came to realize with the weight of them moving on campus, the realization dawning on him that it was more than just a physical move; it was a farewell to a chapter of their lives.

 

One he knew they were willing to make to keep izuku safe and to eliminate some of his stress and help with his recovery. He knew by the time his kids graduated and became heroes they would have enough saved to buy a house instead of just renting. After packing everything including the pictures I just found we packed up cats and headed out. 

 

-----------------time skip--------------

 

  Hizashi 

 

As I'm driving around passing some time because are stuff wouldn't have been dropped off yet and izuku would get too overwhelmed surrounded by teachers with his current mental state.  The drive to the cafe is around 30 minutes but I take a couple of blocks around to give up a little extra time just in case.

 

Thankfully packing took up some time so it was getting closer to lunch so I picked a nice cat Cafe called peerrrfect cup cat cafe. It's a little ways in the opposite direction of UA but that's kinda the point so it will take a little longer to get there so everything should be in place before their arrival. 

 

"Yamada, umm, where, where are we ggoo going I thought www we were going to UA?" I hear izuku quietly ask.

 

"We thought it would be better to pass some time so the other staff can set up the dorm before we arrive. We didn't want to stress you out more with so many people in a space that is supposed to feel safe to you. So we're going to a little cat cafe we know well to eat lunch before going to school. It's a relatively quiet cafe that is okay with us bringing muffin and shadow in with us." I tell him.

 

  "Oo, okay, umm are you sure it's safe?" He asked in a slightly shaky voice.

 

"It's ppprrrfectly safe. Both sho and I are pros and won't let anything happen to either of you promise." I gently tell him. "Plus I know you can fight I know you're scared right now but we have faith in you and your abilities plus we will be right there with you."

 

He takes a deep breath before nodding not willing to argue with his teachers, parents, guardians whatever they are but not really able to completely agree. Hopefully this goes well because it's a big step and if it goes well it can help him start to be more independent again. 

 

-----------------small time skip--------------

 

It was only about another ten minutes before we arrived at the cafe. The cat themed Bell above the door chimed as hizashi held it open, letting hitoshi, izuku who was carrying shadow and then sho who was carrying muffin into the small little cafe. You could smell the fresh coffee and pastry mixed in with a simple hint of cat treats. 

 

"Are you sure this is a good idea? Won't they get mad if we bring the babies in?" Izuku whispers to me as he hides behind me slightly.

 

"It's perfectly fine we're acquainted with the owners of the store." Sho tells him gently. "We were here a few years ago and saved them from getting robbed so we come here quite often since then." 

"It'll be fine, sweetheart." Hizashi said, with slight enthusiasm in his voice but mercifully set to an indoor volume. Even with the lower volume a few other customers turn to look at the tall blonde man with his hair pulled back in a messy bun. 

 

We walk up to the greater "it's nice to see you back and who is this? A new member? A friend of shinso's. And where's your other partner?  Hopefully not getting into too much trouble. And look at the kitties so cute. Hi muffin long time no see. table for four?" Came the long greeting from zacara a lovely woman in her early 20's wearing a cat ear headband.

 

After getting sat down and are orders taken kitties treats as well izuku starts to relax. A little black kitten climbed up toshi's leg and curled up on his lap purring away. She must be new because she wasn't here a few weeks ago.

 

The waitress returning with our drinks  boba tea for izuku, lemon tea for hizashi and coffees for hitoshi and shota said "that's midnight. We've only had her for about a week but she rarely approaches customers on her own you must have the magic touch." 

 

Shadow and muffin have eaten their treats and are now playing on the cat tree with a three legged Sphinx cat  that's in an ugly cat sweater that's just over a year old. 

Meanwhile izuku had coaxed a Scottish fold down from her perch with a feather toy provided by the cafe. She batted playfully at the toy her greenish golden eyes wide with mock curiosity.

 

Hizashi has to remind the kids and sho that they need to eat before the food could get cold or one of the cats would steal it he admitted as he sees mochi inching closer to the plait of food sho has forgotten. He is currently enjoying the three cats that are climbing him one in his lap a fat calico named pixie, tree a one eyed white cat is draped around his neck and mud is pressed up against his left side she is a white and brown ball of fluff. 

 

After their hour was up in a few more treats to coax shadow and muffin within grabbing reach so they could head out they head out to the car as I will check it to make sure it was safe before getting in and heading to UA.

 

The drive isn't necessarily long maybe 30 minutes but not a short amount of time both sho and Izu are drifting off into sleep so I just lower the music some and enjoy the rest of the ride before waking everyone up. All in all the transition has been going well hopefully it stays that way after arriving. 

Chapter 22: Ch.22

Izuku

 

  The afternoon sun was streaming through the large windows of their new family dorm, casting a warm stream of light across the hardwood floors. Cardboard boxes labeled in yamada's handwriting was scattered throughout the spacious living area.

 

I want to explore, to look around but everything is just too much my brain is foggy and I feel kinda numb as I watch the chaos. I vaguely know that it would have been much worse if the other teachers hadn't brought everything over for us along with setting up the furniture and now we just have to unpack it. I originally didn't have a lot to unpack because most of it is already in the student store.

 

I was told well on the way here that midnight sensei had gone to the store and bought several new things for me. Along with nazu ordering several things for both my family dorm and the student dorm but I don't have the physical and mental energy to investigate. Aizawa stood in the center of it all, hair tied back in a messy bun, surveying the controlled chaos with tired but satisfied eyes. Nezu sure outdated himself it had enough room for all of them and an extra bedroom just in case. 

 

Through the fog I hear hitoshi emerging from what would be his room, and being able to hear the slight smile in his voice "at least nezu made sure that all the walls were soundproof."

 

Even through all the chaos, I just sat there quietly on the couch, my knees is pulled up to my chest, watching it all and feeling too much and too little at the same time.

 

The only plus side to feeling so numb is the voices in my head have finally quieted if just for a moment. Shadow seemed to sense that I was overwhelmed and she leaped onto the couch beside me, settling into a purr against my side. Muffin, was being more adventurous, weaving between boxes and investigating every corner of their new home.

 

Aizawa noticed my quietness immediately. And if I thought about it he has all week since he found me and saved me. Moving away from his task of sorting books, he settled onto the couch on my other side careful not to disturb shadow. 

  

"Too much?" He asked quietly, his voice gentle in the way that it's been every time he's spoken to me since taking me in. 

 

  "I'm, okay, actually," I started to say before he settled me with a look. I finally tell him."I'm umm it's a lot."

 

"I know it's not the same but do you want to know something?" Aizawa asked me in a calm soothing voice. So I slowly nod.

 

"When I was your age," aizawa started quietly, "I was moved around a lot. Foster homes, mostly. Every new place felt like putting on clothes that didn't quite fit right. Trying to reach their expectations no matter how impossible most of them were. Even when they were okay places with people that ignored my existence. Eventually I got adopted by these two lovely women and they adopted me in my first year at UA. But most homes didn't like my quirk two weak to villainous destined to be a villain. Some of the worst would blindfold me or beat me. I even have a scar on my back from one of my foster siblings that I got when I was in Middle School."

 

I glanced up at him and was surprised. Aizawa rarely talked about his childhood, and never with such casual openness. 

"Does it get easier? Will the memories stop hurting?" I asked numbly with tears streaming down my cheeks. I barely realized that I had started crying. "So far it feels like I'm drowning that I'll never stop feeling his touch, feeling his hands on me. Seeing him every time I close my eyes. Will it always feel like this?"

"Eventually," aizawa said, reaching over to scratch Shadow under the chin. "But not because it wasn't traumatic. not because you'll forget about it. Not because it matters less. But with time and support and maybe therapy lots of therapy you can heal. And until you can heal and even after we will be there to support you. Setbacks happen and healing isn't linear there will be triggers but when they happen we will help you to manage them and we will help you through it." 

 

From the kitchen came a triumphant sound of a coffee maker gurgling to life, followed by yamada's victorious cheer. Hitoshi's door opened, and he emerged with his arms full of books and what looked like several Tangled capture weapons.

 

"Dad, do you want me to help you organize your hero gear?" Hitoshi asked. "I think I saw some of it mixed in with the kitchen stuff." 

 

"That would explain why I found a capture weapon in the box with the dish towels, Thanks, kiddo." Yamaha laughed.

 

Izuku watched his family (his family) navigate around boxes and each other with an easy choreograph that was still being written to include him. Hitoshi caught his eye from across the room and raised an eyebrow in a silent question you good? 

  Izuku nodded, managing a more genuine smile this time. Muffin had claimed aizawa's lap, and Shadow was purring loudly enough to vibrate through izuku's entire body. Be mid afternoon light painted everything golden, and for the first time in just over a week, the knot of anxiety in izuku's chest began to loosen. 

  

"Hey, izuku, want to help me figure out where we should put all the good snacks?" Yamada called, poking his head around the kitchen doorway with his hair pulled back into a messy ponytail and a smudge of dust on his cheek. "I'm thinking somewhere that hitoshi can't reach them." 

"I can hear you, and I am literally taller than he is." Hitoshi deadpanned, but he was grinning.

 

"Minor details! Izuku, you're our secret weapon." Yamada waved dismissively. "You're the only one who remembers where we put things." 

 

Izuku looked around at the controlled chaos of their new home. Boxes everywhere cats investigating their new territory, and everybody else making the space there's with their voices and laughter and the comfortable way they exist together.

 

It was overwhelming, and sad knowing that Mom isn't here but she would be happy that I'm safe and that I am being cared for. She was cremated and we will be able to pick up her ashes Monday she didn't want a funeral to expensive. 

 

"Coming, Yamada," I call as I stand up. The hardwood floor felt solid under my socked feet, and the mid afternoon light streaming through their Windows was warm on my face. As I worked on organizing the snacks and the food. I could hear both aizawa and hitoshi working on the rest of the house. I just hopped we finished soon I just want to curly up. 

 

-------------time skip 20 minutes later -------------

 

Aizawa

 

  Hitoshi and I finished most of the unpacking (at least in the living room) while zashi helped izuku in the kitchen. We had decided it would be good to give him a simple task to try and get him out of his head and to help him stop spiraling. I decided that for the rest of the night we should do a movie marathon to help unwind. 

 

  Izuku was curled up in the corner of the couch, one of his heating blankets had been pulled out and plugged in, he has it pulled up to his chin. The dark circles under his eyes spoke of sleepless nights, and the way he startled slightly whenever someone moved too quickly revealed nerve still raw from all he's been through.

 

Hitoshi sat beside him close enough to offer silent support but giving him enough space to breathe. I would suggest helping him regress but with the move and this being such a new environment it might startle him more. We really haven't talked to him about it since that night but everything has been hectic. 

 

'i need to text Ro and let him know that we're done moving in. I need to talk to izuku in the morning about if he's ready to start school on Monday or if he needs more time or if he would like to take a partial day and at lunch see about finishing school day. I need to talk to him about therapy. We need to bring up and explain to him regressing that he still doesn't quite know what's going on. Sigh. Tomorrow is going to be a long and emotional day.'  I think as the first movie is playing.

 

It's a kids movie about a duck making friends with a frog. 

 

  After the credits on the second movie (I really should have been paying attention I don't know what was on) zashi stood up and stretched popping his back.

 

  "All right, food break, winners winners chicken dinners." he announced with too much enthusiasm with a hint of singing, even with his voice much gentler than it normally is it's still too much energy. We could hear him pulling out the food from the fridge and putting it in our new microwave. The microwave comes to life feeling the apartment which the rich, savory aroma of lunch rushes cooking. He knew today would be stressful and a lot so he took it upon himself to make us dinner. 

 

'i guess I will have to thank him. Ooorrr I could just have zashi thank him for me. Ya, definitely that'  i think as I'm smelling his amazing food.

 

I paused the new movie just put in. Some old PG-13 flick they'd seen a dozen times, chosen specifically because it required no emotional investment. Some thing to do with spy kids. His dark eyes flicked to izuku with the subtle concern of someone who made a career out of reading people. 

 

'hopefully the movie isn't much for him right now.' I think

 

"The katsudon is ready." Zashi yells from the kitchen thankfully without his quirk.

 

It's izuku's favorite. I specifically requested his favorite dish when lunch rush asked if he could help at all. We both understand that sometimes comfort can come in the form of familiar flavors and the knowledge that people care enough to remember what matters to you. 

 

  "Smells amazing," hitoshi murmured, earning a small, genuine smile from izuku. The first real one I have seen from the boy since the day he left for home. 

 

  When zashi returned with steaming containers, he made sure to hand izuku his portion first. Sometimes healing happens in small moments, surrounded by people who understand that recovery wasn't always about talking through trauma, but about creating a safe space or someone could simply exist without expectation or judgment. 

 

We ate in comfortable silence as a third movie started playing thankfully with the distraction izuku was able to eat his dinner without stressing or overthinking. After everybody was done eating and the dishes were in the sink zashi suggested a pillow fort in the living room at first I was going to tell them it was a bad idea until I looked at our son's and saw the relief on both their faces.  

  At the pillow fort was made and we continued watching movies after another half hour in izuku started nodding off and not too long after hitoshi followed.

 

I finally pulled out my phone seeing sunshine doing the same.

 

S-shota. O-oboro. H-hizashi

 

S. We are moved into the family dorm. We are mostly unpacked but stopped because Izu became overwhelmed. Zashi also discovered a coping response in izuku. it's nothing bad just different. He is regressing to a younger age but so far what we can tell is that he doesn't know that he is or what is happening. Zashi took it upon himself to order several items just in case. he was not sure if izuku was regressing or not but he said the research that he did fit so he bought it just in case and as of last night we can guarantee that he is regressing. We will know more tomorrow when we talk to him we don't know if he will be starting school again Monday or not. let us know when you know when you're coming back so one of us can meet you at to dorms and bring you up. 

 

H. really sho that's what you sent not even hi oboro we miss you be home soon. The babies and us are settling into are new family dorms. We're having a pillow fort sleep over in the living room. You know being sweet before telling him everything 

 

S. it's illogical to waist time when we told him we would keep him updated. Which by the way we haven't been because we haven't had time till now.

 

H. ya, ya, ya @oboro love 

 

O. o, poor baby. I have some free time I can research it so we won't get blind sighted if something comes up. And I should hopefully be home Wednesday. When I get home after the kiddos are asleep we are having a long conversation I know you both are leaving stuff out. I know you're leaving information out that's not stress me out when I cannot be there but that's stressing me out even more because I know that you are both dressed and I can't help you but you're not telling me you're not communicating so yes we will be having a conversation!!!! 😮‍💨 Kitten you can't lie to me and convince me you aren't extremely stressed.

 

H. love he already passed out next to the kids but I will make sure he reads this tomorrow. He has been stressed we both have him more than me. But we are handling it. Have more faith in us sunlight. 

 

O. I do I just worry. You know how he got before I never want him to feel like that again. Or try to hide it from us because he thinks izuku needs us more. 

 

H. I know and he's not there. He even texted me asking for help just like he promised he would. We love you but I should probably go to sleep as well. It's been a long day. Love you sweet dreams. 

 

O. love you sunshine sweet dreams I will be home in a few days. 

Chapter 23: Ch.23

Time skip  

 

Monday 

 

The faint blue light of early morning crept through the edges of the curtains, soft and quiet. The dorm room was still, save for the  rhythmic breathing of the others still asleep.

 

I cracked one eye open, already regretting it.

 

Monday.

 

I didn’t need to check the clock to know it was early, too early by most people’s standards but if I wanted the morning to go smoothly, I needed the head start. Especially now.

 

With a low sigh, I slid out from under the covers, careful not to jostle the bed or disturb the blanket covered form of Hizashi curled near the edge, snoring faintly with one arm hanging off the mattress like a starfish clinging to the last bit of sleep.

 

The floor was cold under my feet as I padded toward the bathroom, rubbing the heel of one hand into my eye socket. My body ached, not from training, not from patrol but from a kind of emotional exhaustion that came with the job of parenting and protecting… and holding everything together.

 

Yesterday had gone… surprisingly well, considering the circumstances.

 

Our first full day in the family dorms.

 

It wasn’t easy, no one expected it to be but we made it through.

 

Izuku was still deep in the process of recovery. But… he’d also smiled a few times. Laughed once. Spoken in a voice that wasn’t threaded with fear. That was progress.

 

Today’s going to be long.

 

I stepped into the bathroom and flicked the light on, squinting slightly at the glare. The mirror showed me the same tired eyes and low maintenance hair as always, but I looked a little more… grounded. Still exhausted, still stressed but more focused. Present.

 

My to do list started forming in my head, sharp and orderly:

 

'Make breakfast, Get Izuku’s meds out, Wake Hizashi. He’ll need at least fifteen minutes and coffee to become functional, Wake Hitoshi second, Wake Izuku last. He needs a calm environment. Small sounds. Gentle touches. Anything more might send him spiraling right back into himself.'

 

I turned on the faucet and let the water run warm before splashing my face. The cold helped. Not enough to erase the bone deep exhaustion, but it cleared some of the mental fog.

 

I brushed my teeth, then tied my hair back and ran the brush through it with a few sharp strokes. No time to fight with knots.

 

hero uniform next. Jumper. Practical. Safe.

 

I stepped into the kitchenette, quietly turning on the coffee machine. The rich scent of brewing grounds filled the space and grounded me more than any breathing exercise ever could. I reached for the pan and set it on the stove. Eggs and rice. Light, but filling. Familiar enough not to upset anyone’s stomach.

 

Then I grabbed the pill bottle and placed one pill next to his plate. His meds were non negotiable. 

 

I glanced down the hall, toward the bedrooms. Still quiet.

 

I had maybe ten minutes left before someone stirred.

 

And I was ready.

 

Because this was our life now. Imperfect. Fragile. But ours.

 

And these boys, my boys, they deserved a morning that didn’t start in fear.

 

They deserved peace.

 

And I was going to give it to them.

 

One soft moment at a time.

 

The smell of coffee was just starting to fill the dorm when I stepped quietly back into the bedroom.

 

Hizashi was still a tangle of limbs under the covers, his wild blond hair splayed across the pillow like some kind of rebellious halo. One foot had kicked free of the blanket and was hanging off the edge of the bed. His face was buried in my pillow, mouth slightly open.

 

Of course he’s dead asleep. The man could sleep through a fire alarm if it didn’t scream in the right pitch.

 

I stepped closer, leaned over, and brushed a hand through his hair gently.

 

“Zashi,” I murmured low. “Time to wake up.”

 

He groaned into the pillow and rolled further into the mattress like a grumpy cat burrowing into blankets.

 

I tapped his shoulder with two fingers. “Coffee’s already on.”

 

That got a twitch. A small one.

 

I leaned closer to his ear. “I added the cinnamon creamer you like.”

 

“Mmffh,” he mumbled, rolling onto his back at last, eyes still shut. “You’re a terrible man and I love you.”

 

“Up. You’ve got five minutes before I leave you behind.”

 

Another groan, but it ended with a small grin as he started to sit up, bleary and rumpled. Good enough.

 

I stepped out of our room and padded down the short hallway to Hitoshi’s door. I knocked once before opening it a crack.

 

His room was dark, the blackout curtains doing their job a little too well. But I could still make out his lump of a form curled up under his blanket, hair a violet shadow against the pillow.

 

“Toshi,” I called softly.

 

No answer.

 

“Toshi, come on. It’s time to get up.”

 

A soft groan came from beneath the blanket.

 

“You have twenty minutes. Don’t make me drag you out.”

 

That got a sigh, but at least I saw movement as he shifted and mumbled something vaguely resembling “okay.”

 

I closed the door gently and made my way to the last room.

 

Izuku’s.

 

I hesitated for half a breath outside the door. His door wasn’t closed all the way, he didn’t like it closed, not yet and I could already hear the faint sound of his breathing, slow and even. A comfort. A sign that last night hadn’t stolen his sleep.

 

Still… I stepped in gently, keeping my voice soft.

 

“Kit,” I called, just above a whisper. “Time to wake up.”

 

He didn’t move at first. Curled on his side, still clutching his All Might plush to his chest, the red blanket tucked around him like a protective cocoon. His hair was a tangled mess of green waves against the pillow, and for a second, I just stood there.

 

He looked so small like this.

 

Small and peaceful.

 

But I knew today wouldn’t stay peaceful for long.

 

His first day back at school.

 

After everything.

 

After the trauma. The fear. The blood and sexual assault. the shaking and the phantom hands that still hadn’t fully stilled. He was stronger than he knew, but this was still a mountain for him to climb.

 

I knelt beside the bed and rested a hand gently on his shoulder.

 

“Come on, izuku. Time to get up.”

 

He stirred slowly, brow furrowing. Then his eyes opened, blinking up at me sleepily. No panic. Just that hesitant, quiet gaze that always broke something in me.

 

“We’ve got time,” I said softly. “No rush. Just breakfast and a slow start, okay?”

 

He nodded, barely, but it was enough. I helped him sit up and gave his curls a small ruffle.

 

“I’ll feed the cats. Come out when you’re dressed.”

 

I stood and backed out of the room, letting him have space to wake up fully. No sudden noises. No rush.

 

In the main room, the coffee was finished. I poured a mug for Hizashi, added the cinnamon creamer, and set it on the counter beside the pan. I could hear shuffling now, Toshi in the hallway, Zashi muttering something about socks. Good.

 

I crossed to the cat area by the back window, grabbing their dishes and filling them one by one.

 

Shadow came first, as always, silent as a whisper, black fur and blue eyes shining as she darted in and began meowing dramatically for food she didn’t have to work for.

 

Muffin followed more gracefully, white tail swishing as she jumped up to her usual spot with a dainty yawn and slow blink that said, finally.

 

I fed them both, then leaned against the counter and looked toward the hallway.

 

This was it.

 

Izuku’s first day back.

 

We were all a little on edge, even if no one said it out loud. We were doing everything we could to give him safety, comfort, and structure but the outside world didn’t always make that easy.

 

The table was already set when they wandered out one by one, each in varying stages of readiness.

 

Hizashi was dressed, mug of coffee in hand, looking far too smug about being functional before sunrise. His hair was tamed, for once and he was humming quietly under his breath as he helped portion rice into the bowls.

 

Hitoshi dragged himself in like a cat who’d just been pulled out of a warm bed. His hoodie was only halfway on, one sock missing, and his hair looked like it had lost a war with both his pillow and gravity. He gave me a bleary eyed scowl before slumping into his chair without a word.

 

Izuku came in last.

 

His steps were small, a little hesitant, but he came. That was enough.

 

He was dressed neatly, dark green pants, a long sleeve shirt with the sleeves tugged low over his hands and still blinking sleep from his eyes. His curls were a little messy, and he clutched his All Might plush in one arm. Not clinging, just holding, like a shield, not a crutch.

 

He was present.

 

He was trying.

 

“Morning, kit,” I said gently as I pulled his chair out.

 

“Morning, Aizawa,” he murmured, soft but clear.

 

He slid into his seat, sitting straight but quiet, eyes flicking to the small breakfast plate in front of him. Scrambled eggs, rice, and juice. Nothing complicated. Just steady, predictable things.

 

Hizashi sat beside him, bumping their shoulders lightly in greeting. “Morning, superstar,” he said with a grin. “You’re just in time, I was planning to tell the class today they’ve got a quiz on Friday.”

 

Izuku blinked up at him, the comment catching his interest. “Really? On what?”

 

“Chapters twenty five through twenty seven,” Hizashi said with a playful groan. “And no, I’m not telling you what the bonus question is, so don’t give me those big sparkly eyes.”

 

Izuku’s mouth twitched upward in a small smile, and that was all the opening I needed.

 

While he was focused on Hizashi, I slid the cup of juice closer, the single anxiety pill already set out beside it on a napkin. His eyes dropped to it briefly, shoulders stiffening with a familiar hesitation.

 

I kept my voice calm and even, nothing out of place. “Eat what you can. Take your time.”

 

Hitoshi let out a low, exaggerated groan from the end of the table and slumped forward dramatically. “Can you not talk about quizzes before I’ve even had food?”

 

“You’ve had food,” I said without looking up. “It’s just still on your plate.”

 

“You wound me,” he muttered into his sleeve.

 

Izuku giggled softly, and in the space that laughter created, while no one was watching too closely, he took the pill, drank the juice, and set the cup back down without a fuss.

 

No flinch. No protest. Just… done.

 

“Hey, Izuku,” Hizashi added, sipping his coffee, “if you had to give the quiz instead of take it, what kind of questions would you ask?”

 

Izuku brightened at the idea, chewing a bit of egg before answering. “Maybe some fill in the blank ones. But tricky phrasing, like using synonyms to describe the vocabulary instead of the actual definitions.”

 

“Devious,” Hizashi said, nodding in approval. “I love it.”

 

Izuku smiled a little more, unaware that he’d already eaten half his plate without any prompting.

 

And I filed that away as another small but solid win.

 

The table was mostly cleared now. Plates pushed aside, mugs nearly empty, and the last few bites of rice left to cool in abandoned bowls.

 

Izuku had eaten half, maybe a bit more and taken his medication without freezing up. That alone made the morning feel like a victory. But the real test was still ahead.

 

School.

 

I leaned back in my chair and glanced at him. He was sitting a little straighter now, the comfort cloth folded in his lap, his All Might plush tucked securely under one arm. His eyes weren’t darting around. He wasn’t breathing too fast. But there was a stillness to him, a quiet tension just under the surface.

 

Time to check in.

 

“You remember what we said,” I began, keeping my voice low and steady, “you don’t have to go back today.”

 

Hizashi nodded, swirling the last sip of coffee in his mug. “We’re playing this entirely by your rules, Izuku,” he added. “If you decide to go and want to leave early, just say the word. We’ll come get you, no questions asked.”

 

“Or,” I said calmly, “you can try a full day. Or a half day. We’ll be on campus either way. There’s no pressure.”

 

Izuku was quiet for a moment, his fingers smoothing the edge of his comfort cloth slowly.

 

Then he nodded.

 

“I want to try,” he said, voice small but clear. “I want to stay the whole school day. Maybe… maybe just check in with one of you at lunch?”

 

It wasn’t hesitant. It wasn’t uncertain. It was quiet determination.

 

And it was so him.

 

Hizashi reached across the table and gently ruffled his curls. “You got it, izuku. I’ll bring your favorite strawberry drink just in case.”

 

I gave a short nod. “We’ll check in after fourth period. If you change your mind, we’re only one hallway away.”

 

Izuku smiled faintly, one of the rare, soft ones that told me he believed us.

 

Good.

 

I stood, stretching my arms with a soft pop of my shoulder. “Alright. Everyone get ready.”

 

Hizashi groaned dramatically. “But I just got comfortable.”

 

“You have five minutes,” I said flatly. “Hero uniform. Directional speaker. Hair up.”

 

“Dictator,” he muttered as he stood, already halfway grinning.

 

“And you two,” I turned to Hitoshi and Izuku, “school uniforms. Buttoned and ironed.”

 

They both groaned in unison, and I fought the urge to smirk.

 

“I don’t iron anything,” Hitoshi grumbled, but he stood anyway, dragging Izuku with him like a cat pulling its kitten sibling out of a sunbeam.

 

Izuku followed with less complaint, his small smile still there, if a little shy.

 

Once they disappeared into the hall, I turned back to the living room and made my way over to the side shelf where my gear was neatly folded. I loop the scarf around my shoulders, checking for weight and placement. Then the goggles, resting just above my eyes, not yet drawn down, but

ready.

 

Capture weapon? In place.

 

Prepared.

 

Professional.

 

But under all of it, I was a little more than a father today. I was also a teacher. A protector. A wall to stand between Izuku and anything the day might throw at him.

 

And I was damn well ready.