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Assistant: Title: A Bird Has Fallen (A Phoenix Shall Rise)
        Author: SleepyCatzzz_queen SleepyCatzzz_queen 
        Chapter: 11/23 
        Summary: Izuku Midoriya, a teenager in his last year of junior high who dreams of becoming a hero, has suffered for most of his life. Why? Because Izuku Midoriya is quirkless, suffering from discrimination, abuse, bullying and neglect from his peers, teachers and even his own mother, Izuku's only string is to be a hero. But what happens when that string is severed by his idol,  All Might?Well apparently, it takes dying for the universe to pity him.!!Not abandoned!! I'm just dying
            
            There comes a time when everything gets too much. Izuku's last string is cut by his idol, and this story has ended before it can even begin.
        Contents: Chapter 11: An Eventful Day Out
    

    

        
          
          
            A health assessment turned concerning with Recovery Girl and a shopping trip with new family that reopened old scars.
          
        

      
        
          I literally just listened to a Greek mythology playlist cuz why not I got an A+ for English and I'm kinda really happy. It was 24 marks out of 25 and I only lost a mark cuz I went over the word limit.22/4/2024
            
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    Hizashi woke up to the morning light seeping through the curtain lights and Cream sleeping peacefully beside him, unperturbed by the rays of light bathing parts of the room.Something was wrong.Shota never woke up before him and with that in mind, he got up and out of the room to look for his husband. He rubbed the sleep out of his eye and halfway through a yawn, his sight caught on the cracked open door of Izuku's room. He stopped outside of the door, wanting to check on the little green bean, and opened it.Hizashi's eyes fell on the cutest thing he'd ever seen in the entirety of his life. There, in front of him, was Shota and Izuku cuddling together. Izuku's head was tucked into Shota's side while Shota's hand rested on Izuku's hair, more than likely from falling asleep while patting the boy's fluffy, green hair, and his other hand held his phone which kept alternating between 'Low Battery' and cute cat videos.He quickly fumbled for his phone and suppressed a giggle when he snapped a few pictures. Even more so, when all the of the cats decided that the best thing to do at the moment was join the photos.As Sugar crawled under Shota's arm, the dark-haired man started to stir and cracked open an eye making Hizashi try to quiet his cackles and snap even more pictures as his husband death-glared him."Sho," he wheezed, barely containing laughs, "death-glares don't work when you're buried in cats and cuddling with your adorable son.""Delete the photos." Shota growled back as he resumed patting Izuku's green curls.Hizashi doubled over in silent laughter, "Shota, you can't do this. Threats don't work like this. Let alone when you accompany them with such adorable actions."Shota huffed in annoyance, though Hizashi could hear the nearly concealed fondness, "Fine. Whatever. Just... send me the photos. It's about time I change my lock screen, anyway."The blonde fell to the floor, clutching his stomach while he laughed like a hyena. So much so, that Izuku let out a whine and started waking up, stretching his arms and wriggling out of Shota's grasp."Zashi! You woke up the brocolli child!" scolded the underground pro."Sorry, little listener." Hizashi apologized, getting up from the floor and pulling the winged boy into a hug."Coffee." came the muffled reply while Izuku wrapped
his arms around Hizashi's waist, making Shota chuckle."Shota! How dare you try poison our beautiful child with that deadly liquid you call coffee?" he gasped in mock offence.Izuku wriggled out of Hizashi's hug and stated, "Coffee is an elixir of life sent down from a place far higher than the heavens." before simply walking out of the room, leaving the two speechless adults.Shota grinned and agreed silently with the teen while his husband gripped his shoulders and shook him back and for while whining, "Shotaaa, look what you've done to the cinnamon roll.""I have no doubt in my mind that Izuku can make delicious tea as well, Hizashi." he stated, while removing himself from Hizashi's hold to follow his problem kid to the kitchen, where he probably had gone to make some coffee.He entered the kitchen, Hizashi following behind, and found Izuku moving around the coffee machine with practiced ease from his time in the cafe. The kid caught sight of the two and gave them a sunshine smile before handing over a mug of tea to Hizashi."Th-thanks little listener." Hizashi thanked, taking the mug and taking a sip. "How?" he asked in wonder and confusion."How, what?" questioned Shota."The listener knows how to do my favourite tea. It's like if I made it." Hizashi said in amazement."How?" Shota queried, this time directed to the boy."Uh... I remember you saying it in an interview with Hawks in his early hero days, two years ago. You were discussing favorite tea types and you basically gave instructions on how to make your favorite type of tea." explained Izuku, who now handed Shota his own mug of steaming coffee."How do you even remember that?" Hizashi asked in wonder.Izuku just shrugged and responded, "I've got this pre-quirk thing called photographic memory, also known as Eidetic memory. It's kinda like an instant memory quirk. Basically, I can remember things perfectly and recall them at any given moment, as well as being able to glance over something and remembering it for ever. It's pretty cool and useful. Except for... traumatic experiences, that is."The room grimaced at that, unhappy at the implications of the last part of the statement. Nevertheless, the tension seemed to be ineffective to the cats who were willing to help lighten the mood via Sugar jumping into Izuku's arms.Shota sighed, willing to push aside the tenseness to get on with the morning. He walked over to the fridge and opened it before looking for any potential ingredients for breakfast. "We're having leftover pancakes." he stated while pulling out a container that Izuku could guess held the mentioned pancakes.Izuku tilted his head in confusion, looking like a confused puppy, before speaking his mind, "I didn't take you for someone who'd eat western food.""Zashi teaches English classes at UA and has an undying love for anything western, ranging from food to movies to music, you name it." Shota informs in a fond tone for his husband, as he retrieved the now warm pancakes from the microwave.Izuku turned to Hizashi, "Yamada-san, could you please help me with my english? I was quite good when I was young, though I might have gotten a bit rusty."Beaming, Hizashi replied, "Of course, listener. Though, you don't have to call me Yamada, Hizashi is perfectly fine with me."Izuku tilted his head down, hiding his green eyes behind equally green curls and shook his head, "I don't think I'll be a-able to call you that... My f-father's name was Hisashi. They're just t-too similar for me. S-sorry.""Hey, no, kiddo. It's totally fine, Izuku. I totally dig what you're getting at. How about you call me Zashi instead? That cool for you?" the loud blonde offered."O-okay." the greenette nodded, somewhat hesitant, but nodded nonetheless.The rest of the morning passed without further hassle and soon the three are pulling up at UA and making their way up to the school's infirmary to see Recovery Girl. It doesn't take too long to make their way to the infirmary and when they do, Hizashi opens the door to allow them inside."Hello you three." Recovery Girl greets."Morning, Chiyo." grumbles Shota, evidently still tired (honestly, when is he not?).Hizashi, being more awake than his husband, replies in a more peppy tone, "Good morning Chiyo! How are you today?"The woman chuckles at the sparkly attitude of the man, "I'm good, Yamada." She then turns to the youngest of the room, "Hello, dearie, I'm <PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_PERSON> but you can call me Chiyo. Do you know why you're here?"Izuku bows to the heroine, "Hi, Rec- Chiyo-san. I-I'm Izuku. It's really nice to meet you." he straightens up from the bow before speaking again, "And yeah, Shota and Zashi said that you're gonna do a health check up on me.""Right you are. Why don't you go sit on that bed over there and we can start."He nods before walking over to the bed and sitting down."Okay, first up, does anything hurt? I know I healed you last night but there should still be a fair amount of pain.""No, there's no pain..." Izuku trailed off before looking down, frowning and looking like he wanted to continue."Are you sure, listener?" Hizashi tried."Well... I think the bullying must have done something to me... it's like I can't feel it." his frown deepened and his eyebrows furrowed, "I dunno."Shota then remembered the day they first day they met and it pointed to a reason that was very likely to be possible. "Chiyo, how much pain would a person be in if they broke their wrist?"She raised an eyebrow in question, "Enough pain to rush to the hospital, why?""And would they be able to continue their job for nearly the entire day?""It depends on what they do."He narrowed his eyes at the kid, "Say they worked at a cafe.""No, they wouldn't be able to work with that much pain." she answered."How would that injury feel like compared to being stabbed in the hand?""The stab would be more painful than the broken wrist but only by a little. Aizawa... why are you..."Izuku, still insistent on staring holes into the ground, failed to see Shota approaching him. He only looked up when both Chiyo and Hizashi sucked in a sharp breath of air in shock. Only then did he realize what had happened."As I thought." Shota mumbled under his breath."Shota! You stabbed him in the hand! What the hell?! Hizashi screamed, his quirk seeping into his panicked yells."Izuku, don't you feel it? I mean, that's a lot of blood, even for a pocket knife." Chiyo asked."Huh?" he said dumbly, though he soon understood when he raised his hand to see a small pocket knife stabbed through his hand, blood trickling down. "Uh... no? I don't really feel it. Actually, it's kind of itchy.""He's got a high pain tolerance. Alarmingly high." Shota stared bluntly as if he hadn't just stabbed his kid.Chiyo sighed, "Dear lord, you're just problems after problems. Here dearie, I'll heal you up."He nodded his assent. "I'm sorry for troubling you." he mumbled after Chiyo had used her quirk."Nonsense. It's you dad who should be apologizing, not you. Don't apologize for getting stabbed." she glared at Shota before her softening her gaze at Izuku."M'kay..."Chiyo shooed the two adults out of the room but by the end of the check up, Chiyo was frowning far too much for Shota and Hizashi's liking. Their suspicions only being confirmed when the old lady directs them into the hall outside the infirmary to talk. The two followed her out, leaving Izuku to take a small nap from Chiyo's quirk side effect."So, what's with the kid?" asks Shota, frown matching Chiyo's."It's... it isn't pretty, Aizawa. He's got too many problems for a kid his age." she said grimly, "He's too underweight, for one. You'll have to start at a meal portion he can stomach, which hopefully isn't that small, and just work your way up to a normal amount.""Okay... We can do that." Hizashi nodded slowly."Well, on the lighter end of the spectrum, there's his insomnia and pain tolerance that we can't really help." Chiyo informed, "Other than that... well, everything is seriously alarming. He's got multiple scars that range from what look like to be small explosions, to cuts and other things.""Yeah, he said it was from the bullying he went through in middle school, though some may be from his mother." Shota stated."There's a really big scar. It's a fire burn that starts at his lower back and covers most of his left chest, it also wraps around his shoulders. And another that I'm not too sure on... It's a barely noticeable palm-sized scar behind his right ear that I can really only describe as cracked glass. It's as if cracks just branched out in any direction from the middle. I've never seen anything like it.""So we don't know where it's from?" asked Hizashi."No, we don't." she replied."And the X-rays?" questioned Shota from his place against the wall."Well, under the scar on his head, his skull looks like its been fractured but it isn't very noticeable. Other than that, there's a few places that look like they've been broken but have healed themselves over time.""Alright. That's all?" asked Shota."That's everything. There's nothing more to worry about, besides all I've mentioned." she confirmed.Hizashi sighed, "Well... That is a lot.""It is." Shota agreed, "He's really living up to the nickname, isn't he?""Sho, that really isn't a good thing." Hizashi deadpanned."Yeah, I know." he sighed and pulled out his phone to check the time, "Anyway, we should get home so we can have lunch before Nemuri comes to go shopping.""Alright! Let's grab the little listener and hit the road." Hizashi cheered, running inside the room to get said listener. He's probably really hungry. Shota turned to Chiyo and spoke, "Thanks Chiyo. Sorry for the trouble.""It's nothing. Except for the stabbing part. That was very stupid." she scolded, whacking him on the head with her cane."Yeah. I won't do it again."Hizashi walked back out, joining the two, followed by Izuku who yawned away the remnants of his nap. "Are we going home?" he asked."Yep! We're gonna have lunch and then we're gonna go shopping with Nemuri for your stuff." Hizashi answered excitedly."Thanks again Chiyo!" the loud hero yelled over his shoulder as he grabbed the other two and started off to the car. Chiyo could only smile at the retreating forms of the small family.It wasn't long before the family had made it home and finished lunch, Izuku only being able to stomach a small portion like Chiyo had said. The three settled on the couch, the smallest getting sandwiched between his guardians while the cats took it upon themselves to include themselves in the cuddles. One pre-quirk Avengers movie later and the sound of rapid knocking could be heard from behind the door.Shota sighed as he got up, stretched then yawned, "I'll get it, it's probably Nem.""C'mon listener, come meet Nemuri. Well, formally at least. This time it isn't through comms." Hizashi stood up and followed his husband out to greet their friend, Izuku trailing behind."Nemuri!" greeted Hizashi as he ran to hug his friend, "How are you?""Hi, Zashi! I've been great, though a little birdie told me that you and Sho have added a little one to your family." returned Nemuri, hugging Hizashi back."Wow," came a deadpan voice from behind the two, "I must be a ghost because she went straight past me to hug my husband."Something, or rather someone, tugged at his sleeve and he looked down to see Izuku looking down at his feet. The kid hugged him. Shota chuckled at the greenette's antics, ruffling the green, messy curls, "Thanks kiddo, at least my son can remember my presence. Unlike some extroverted people I know." he said, narrowing his eyes at said extroverts who were now cooing over the kid still hugging him."Oh my god! Is this the kid?! He's so adorable!" Nemuri squealed, absolutely ecstatic at the prospect.Shota sighed, "Yes, Nem, this is the kid." he tapped Izuku's shoulder and the winged boy turned to somewhat face the heroine, shifting nervously from foot to foot and not meeting the woman's gaze. "Izuku, meet our friend, Nemuri Kayama, otherwise known as Midnight. Nemuri, this is our kid, Izuku. He's a UA ward as of last night and has been adopted by Zashi and myself."Izuku bowed at Nemuri, "I-its nice to meet you in person." he said before straightening up again."Awe! You're absolutely so cute. Though, what do you mean by 'in person'?" she questioned, not aware that the green bean in front of her was in fact Jade and Emerald."Oh yeah, I wouldn't suppose you'd know, would you." Hizashi chipped in, effectively inserting himself into the conversation, "The little listener here is actually someone you've met before, well... kinda. Nem, Izuku is not only Emerald, but he's Jade as well. You've worked with him before."OMG! Really?! You're them! That's so cool!-""And you're so loud." Shota cut her off with a quirk-assisted glare."Dear lord, Sho, why do you even try at this point? I don't feel threatened by your quirky glares anymore, you're literally just giving yourself dry eye for no reason." Nemuri rolled her sky blue eyes in exasperation."You are scaring him." the man growled, uncaring of her previous statement. She turned back to look at the brocolli child who was now a couple steps away from where he'd previously stood and trembling."Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you. Can you give me a second chance, please? I'd really like to get to know you better. But you don't have to if you don't want to, okay?" Nemuri spoke, her apology sounding so sincere and calm."I-it's f-fine." mumbled Izuku."Thank you. It really means a lot." she said, smiling, "So, I'm Nemuri Kayama, but you can call me Aunt Nemuri cuz these two are your dads. I like the colour purple and cats, in fact, I have a cat back at home named Sushi.""I'm I-Izuku. I like th-the colour green and cats, too, but I also like birds and coffee and heroes." replied the greenette."Tell you what, whenever Zashi and Sho get me to look after you when they can't, I can bring you to my home and you can meet Sushi and we'll have loads of fun. I'm gonna be the coolest auntie and then we're gonna be the coolest auntie and nephew Duo ever!""Okay." agreed Izuku, finally looking up and smiling back at her."Alright!" Nemuri cheered and pumped a fist into the air, "I'm so happy that I get a little nephew to spoil! I can take you out for ice cream. You like ice cream, right? What's your favorite flavor?""Mint and choc chip." he answered, smile brightening."Me too! I've been trying to tell your dads that it's a great flavour but they won't believe me. Zashi likes mango and Sho likes cookies and cream.""They're nice flavours but I don't think anything will ever beat mint and chocolate, aunty Nem." Izuku nodded."Oh my god! Zashi! Sho! Did you hear that? He called me aunty Nem. That was so, so, so, so, soooo adorable!" she squealed in delight."Yeah, we heard. Though I think it might be time we go, or otherwise we'll be there into the night." Shota chuckled at the two."Oki doki! Come on, Izuku, let's go so we can spoil you." Nemuri all but ushered the three out of the house and into her car.When they got there, Nemuri led them to the first shop that sold clothes. Izuku marveled at the clothes that were made to work around any quirk needs, mumbling about the different quirks, while his aunt just watched on in fondness and amusement. His dads went up to one of the store workers to ask for shirts to suit wings.The two approached a teenage-looking girl with periwinkle blue hair that went below her knees who was sorting out a few clothes. She wore the store's uniform, a white shirt and blue shorts along with a name tag reading Nejire Hado."Hey listener, could you please help us find..." Hizashi trailed off with his questions as the girl turned to face them, revealing a familiar teen, "Oh look, Sho! She's one of your 2nd years!""Hado, it's nice to see you here." greeted Shota in his monotone voice."Yamada-sensei! Aizawa-sensei! It's nice to see you too! And is that Midnight-sensei too? Who is that with her?" Hado spoke in rapid succession, greetings and questions thrown haphazardly."Yes, Hado, that's Midnight. The problem kid with her is ours though, she's just his aunt. His name is Izuku. Yes Hizashi and I are together, no the kid is not biologically ours, yes he's adopted, no Midnight is not our biological sister, yes you may tell Togata and Amajiki, no you can't tell any other students." he stated, answering the questions he knew she was bound to ask."Hah! Mirio owes me 1000 yen. I knew you guys were together, though I didn't think you'd have a kid." she exclaimed triumphantly.Shota rubbed his temple, being social was tiring, "Hado, you shouldn't be betting with your friends. And Izuku only became a ward of UA last night.""Tell that to Mirio. I'm 1000 yen richer." giggled the girl."Shoooo! Zashiiiiiii!" called Nemuri, "What's taking you so long? Me and the green bean are running out of things to do. You're not making out in an aisle, are y- Oh, little Hado! Watcha doin' here?"Hado grinned evily, "Senseis, do you make out in shop aisles often?"Hizashi sputtered and turned a tomato red, Nemuri cackled wildly, Izuku, who was holding his aunt's hand, also had to stifle his laughter. Shota, however, activated his quirk, "Hado, I will put you in detention for the rest of the year. And no, we've never made out in a shop aisle." though the menacing effect was drastically  decreased by the blush the man had."Eep! Sorry, sensei!" she squeaked, scared of both her teacher and the threat, "So, what can I do for you?""We need help finding clothes for people with wing quirks, little Hado." answered Nemuri."Okay, Midnight-sensei. Right this way." Hado started off, down the aisle."Hado, sweetie, you can drop the 'Midnight-sensei' when I'm not teaching you. Just call me Kayama-san. And these two you can just call Aizawa-san and Yamada-san.""Oki doki, Kayama-san." Hado agreed, then turned to Izuku, "You're Izuku-kun, right?"Izuku nodded."That's so cool, I never would've thought that sensei would have a kid. How old are you?""I-I'm 14.""Cool! I'm actually turning 17 next week.""O-oh, happy birthday for next week." Izuku congratulated."Really nice quirk you got there. How long do your wings stretch out?""About two and a half times my height.""Can you fly?""Yeah, I can. I can also set my wings on fire and can breathe, create and manipulate fire.""So you have a normal version and a fire version? Oh, wait! Your fire wing form is like a phoenix.""Oh yeah, I never thought of it that way." he agreed slowly."Do you have names for the different types? Like, in case you get another type. Like, you can call the normal one your default aspect and your fire one can be your phoenix aspect." Hado suggested leading them down another aisle."That's a great idea. So, I'll just call them aspects. Thanks, Hado-san!""Oh! You're technically my kohai, right?" the girl asked."Yeah, I am.""That means I'm your senpai! So, you can call me Nejire-senpai, and I'll call you..." she trailed off then faced her teachers, "He's got your family name, right?""Yes, his full name is now Izuku Yamazawa." answered Shota.She hummed and turned back to Izuku, "That's a bit long, don't ya think? No matter! I'll make it work. How about I call you little Yamazawa.""She totally took inspiration from what I call her." Nemuri whispered to Hizashi."Okay, Nejire-senpai." agreed Izuku."Great, little Yamazawa! Oh, we're here. Here are all the clothes for people with wing quirks. You might wanna look at clothes with the little fire icon on the tag." Hado suggested."What for, listener?" questioned Hizashi."Well, since little Yamazawa told me about his phoenix aspect, I thought you'd want to get something fire proof, in case he has to use it." she explained then pulled a paper out of her pocket. The paper had a list of icons and what what they meant. "Here, in case there are some other requirements. If you need me just shout out." and with that, she was gone."Fire icon is fireproof, water icon is waterproof, lightning bolt icon is electrictyproof, metal icon is cutproof... Wow, they thought of a lot of things. And some clothes have more than one icon, too." Nemuri read."Well kiddo, get some shirts and shorts and whatever else you want. Look, there's hoodies too, and some are hero merch." said Shota, pointing to a FatGum hoodie."FatGum is a good hero. He was very compliant when I told him where to go when he was chasing a villain. He said that if I ever needed help, I could call him or his agency." Izuku nodded sagely, approaching the hoodie. He looked at the tag and immediately turned to face the other three, "I-I can't...""Why not?" asked Shota.Izuku looked down, "It's t-too much."In all honesty, they should've expected this. A kid who's just been rescued from an abusive and neglectful environment wouldn't just easily accept things given to them. They'd be so used to just getting the cheapest things to scrape by that anything else would just be alien to them. Why would Izuku be any different?"It's not, Izuku." he stated, letting out a sigh and letting go of the tag he just read, "Between us three, we work seven jobs. We're all teachers and heroes and Zashi has his radio station. 2500 yen won't even make a dent.  These are clothes to suit your need so we won't just get normal clothes and cut holes in them just because they're cheaper. Plus, you have an aunt that wants to spoil you rotten.""B-but-""No buts. You go find a minimum of seven of each clothing item. That means shirts, shorts, pants and whatever else. And a hoodie or two. Can't go without the hoodies. Is that clear, problem child?"Izuku reluctantly nodded his head in resignation."Good. Now go. If you want to try something on just tell us."Izuku nodded again and shuffled away from the trio. Hizashi turned to his husband, "Was that really necessary? I mean, you were kinda harsh.""Yeah, Sho, I agree with Zashi." Nemuri added."Due to his previous living conditions, Izuku has this mindset that makes him think that getting things from others and accepting help is basically the same as committing murder. And it's also ingrained in his mind that he has to follow orders. So, as much as I hate it, it's the only way we can help him for now. We've just got to show him that accepting help and things from others is normal." he explained."People can be so cruel." Nemuri murmured, slowly shaking her head in sadness.A few minutes passed in silence before a mop of messy green curls appeared into view. Izuku walked up to them awkwardly holding a few shirts, shorts, pants and three hoodies. "I'm gonna try on some shirts." he mumbled, then proceeded to walk away from the group and towards to the changing rooms."I'm gonna find something really adorable for the listener to wear that can't refuse. Nemuri come on, let's go." Hizashi smiled, tugging the other along and leaving the other tired man to sigh and walk over to the changing rooms to wait for the brocolli child."Hey, kiddo, how're the clothes? Can I take a look?" Shota called through the door."O-okay." came the muffled, stuttered reply, before Izuku opened the door and Shota had suppress a groan."Problem child, I should be surprised. But I'm really not. This is something that you would absolutely do." he stated, absolutely deadpan.Izuku sputtered, "H-hey! It's not that bad. I used to have a shirt like this and it was my favorite. I just couldn't resist it.""So you actually walked around in a T-shirt saying 'T-shirt'?" he asked incredulously, eyebrow raised in question.Izuku stiffened slightly and looked the man dead in the eyes, "Yes. Yes indeed I did.""You really live up to your nickname, problem child." he sighed."I'll take that as a compliment." giggled the teen."Izu-kun!! You have gotta try this on!" shouted his aunt, rushing at the two, holding a hoodie over head and Hizashi following closely behind. They skidded to a stop with the activation of Shota's quirk, though neither of them payed any mind to him, more focused on dodging past him to get to Izuku."Zuzu, would you be a dear for you auntie and try this on?" asked Nemuri, bordering on pleading.Izuku, shaking out of his previous startle from the two, hesitantly took the hoodie, nodded, then retreated to the changing rooms. Three rounds of scissors, paper, rock later, they heard the door open to reveal Izuku in a black hoodie that was at least three sizes too big. On the front, it read 'Shut the fuck up I'm trying to sleep' with a picture of a cute, anime-style cat that was curled up and asleep next to a mug of coffee and a book."Zuku, pull up the hood." Hizashi prompted.Izuku, doing as asked, was pleasantly surprised to see that on the hood were two very cute cat ears. All attention shifted to Shota as he abruptly stood up from where he sat, and silently ventured into the store, presumably to find a matching hoodie for himself.Not long after, Shota returned a matching hoodie for himself and, surprisingly, another hoodie but with a white colour scheme instead of black. The latter of which was promptly shoved into Hizashi's arms.The four grabbed the other clothes and made their way up to the counter where a chipper Nejire Hado stood, waiting for people to assist. She caught sight of them and shot them a smile, "Heya!" she called, "Y'all ready to pay?""Yes, we are, Hado." spoke Shota."Great!" she exclaimed, already starting on scanning and bagging up the clothes.Once that was finished the small family of two parents, a kid and an aunt said their goodbyes to the periwinkle-haired girl and left the store. They bounced from store to store with the adults constantly reminding the teen that he's free to get what he'd like, and the teen being stubbornly reluctant to do so. In fact, it got to the point that Nemuri, upon seeing Izuku frequently glancing at a Hawks figurine, had told the others to wait for her and marched into the store, resurfacing minutes later with not only a Hawks figurine, but a Present Mic and Midnight figurine as well.They were wandering around through the place, aimlessly walking around, when Izuku froze in his tracks.-Izuku had been having a good day today, if you didn't count the stabbing part. He was with his new family that had his two guardians, Sho and Zashi and his aunt, aunt Nem.And then he saw them.And then they saw him.And he froze.And they froze.He started trembling.Sho, Zashi and his aunt hadn't noticed yet, bickering over something or the other. But Izuku couldn't breathe."Guys, look, it's useless deku!" one kid pointed, the other three of Izuku's bullies snickered and smirked."Oh, is worthless deku trying to act like a normal person?" a girl said and Izuku felt his wings puff up in agitation and fear.By this point, the group of bullies were starting to walk towards him, throwing insults and taunts at him. It was all too familiar. He couldn't call out to his guardians, either as he felt his throat seize up and his words die. All he could do was step back from the advancing group.His wings twitched.His gaze went up to the sky, then to his tormentors. Would this be self defence? He really didn't want to get into trouble. Then his choice was made for him when he saw one of them activate their quirks. His fight or flight instincts kicked in and he shot up into the sky with a flap of his emerald wings.He saw the shocked faces on the bullies' faces and people looking up at the shadow he was casting. He saw Shota and Zashi shove their stuff into auntie Nem's arms, telling her something, then trying to follow after him, with Sho using his capture scarf and Zashi taking a more normal route.He could feel himself spiralling into a panic attack, his breathing getting quicker and shallow, tears streaming down his freckled cheeks. With watery sobs, he flew to the closest roof and crash landed onto it from his spinning gaze. He skidded on the concrete and his back slammed into a wall.He curled into himself, wings wrapping protectively around him and his hand tugged at his green curls in an effort to ground himself while the other clutched his shirt. Izuku cried silently, his selective mutism silencing any screams or shouts or words he'd wanted to speak.A hand grabbed his wrist, stopping his hand from pulling at his hair and preventing him from injuring himself further. He flinched violently away from the touch, though the hand remained and an arm pulled him into a hug."Izuku, kiddo, you gotta breathe." he could barely make out the voice. It was deep and comforting in a familiar way. A way that he'd only known from one person.His hand was brought away from his hair and placed on Sho's chest, over his heart. He could feel it beating and the man taking exaggerated breaths. "Match my breathing, Izuku." Shota spoke, voice cutting through the static in his ears like a hot knife through butter.He took a big, shuddering breath in attempt to mimic the other's calm breathing. He failed miserably. A few minutes of slower, though admittedly shaky, breaths later and the door to the roof swung open, revealing  Hizashi, the noise and sudden movement making the greenette flinch.The blonde's gaze swept over the roof and landed on the two. "Izu, Sho." he murmured, then slowly approached the duo. As much as he really wanted to dash over there, he wasn't just going to reset his husband's progress by sending their kid into another panic attack.He knelt down beside them and wrapped them tightly into a hug.It took a while, but eventually everyone was calmed down enough to head back to the car. Izuku, having fallen asleep, was now being carried by Shota, who was currently acting as the family's emotional pillar, as Hizashi, being the most emotional of the two, was currently trying and failing to disguise his worry, stress and sadness.They found Nemuri pacing frantically infront of the car and when she spotted them she ran so fast it could've been a teleportation quirk."Is he alright?" she questioned, worry evident in her tone."He'll be fine after a good rest, "answered Shota"What happened, though?" Nemuri asked, walking them back to the car.They got in, Shota letting Izuku lean on his shoulder in the back, when he answered, "I'm not too sure, we'll ask when we get home and he gets sleep."Nemuri, being the only one not preoccupied, Hizashi still in his previous state, Shota being a pillow and Izuku sleeping on said pillow, was the one to drive. They arrived at home and by that time Izuku, being the insomniac that he is and not needing much sleep, had woken up. He was silent all the way up to the apartment while helping carry the bags, much to the other three's dismay."Sho, Zashi, I'm gonna head home. I think you three need some alone time to sort this out. Make sure my nephew is okay, will you?" Nemuri said to the two."We will, Nem. Get home safe. We'll see you at UA." replied Shota."And Izuku will be coming, too. He's sitting in with Sho's  2nd years and having lessons with Nezu when they do practicals." added Hizashi from behind Shota."Cool. Anyway, I'll go now. Bye." after exchanging goodbyes, Nemuri left and the two shut the door and went to Izuku's room.They stopped outside of the closed door and shared a look. "Izuku, we're coming in." stated the ravenette. After silence, they shared another glance and Shota opened the door.Izuku was curled up in his new cat hoodie underneath his blanket, though they could both see the tears running down his face.( '_____' is JSL from now on. Not thinking as I'm sure I did in the first chapter. Just thought I'd tell you now)"Izuku." called Shota in the softest voice he could manage. No reply. They walked further into the room and sat on either side of the boy."Kiddo, do you want a hug?" asked the other. Izuku hesitated a moment, thinking it over, then nodded and sat up. Arms wrapping tightly around him from both sides and he sobbed silently into Hizashi's shoulder."What happened, Izuku?" asked Shota.Izuku pulled away, held his trembling hands in front of him and started signing. 'I can't talk right now.'"Why not, little listener?"'I have undiagnosed selective mutism. It happens when I'm scared, sad, uncomfortable and other emotions like that or something.' Izuku answered shakily."That's fine. Is that why you learnt sign?" Hizashi was taking a less devastating approach by easing Izuku into the conversation that was bound to happen.Izuku nodded. 'What about you?'"I learnt because my quirk made me deaf, and Shota learnt because of me."'Makes sense.'"How long have you had it?" asked Shota.'Since the bullying started. My throat would just lock up.'"Oh. Do you want to tell us what happened?"The kid paused a moment. 'I saw some of my old bullies. They were approaching me and teasing me. Calling me deku and useless. I backed away from them and tried to call out but I went mute. Then one kid activated their quirk and rushed at me so I panicked and flew away. I crashed onto that roof while trying to suppress a panic attack.'"I'm sorry, Izu." apologized Hizashi.Izuku frowned, furrowed his eyebrows and gave a questioning look. 'What for?'"We should've been there, kid." Shota answered, matching Izuku's frown.'It's not your fault, though.'"It may not be, but we could've prevented it." Hizashi spoke up, and the greenette had trouble processing the words. Izuku's brain was seriously shutting down right now. Like, he was trying to fight off the tiredness and failing miserably.He leaned further into Hizashi's chest as sleep came to claim him. But all he could think about was of how lucky he was to have found these two. So, as the last of his energy left him, his throat unlocked and he found his words. He whispered, "Goodnight, dad. Goodnight, papa." and with that, he fell into sweet darkness.
  
  

    
      
        
        
          Sorry. I hadn't intended for this chapter to be so long.'
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