Aizawa POV

I feel the car stop and hear quiet chattering. I slowly open my eyes and rub them. I look to see Zashi talking with problem child. Does Hizashi have nicknames for the kid? Yes. So I came up with one of my own. I call my other two kids that so it shouldn't be a surprise. "Good morning Zashi and problem child." I said in a exhausted tone. "Problem child?" Izuku asked. "That's what he calls Hitoshi and Eri. It's not an insult don't worry." Hizashi said. I yawned and looked at the greenette. "Yeah. Sorry if it sounded like one." I said. "It didn't I was just confused." he admitted. "Nem is gonna be so worried." I said. "Going to." the loud blonde corrected. "Now ain't the time for a grammar lesson." I said aggravated. "Ain't isn't a word dear." Zashi said. "God. You two fight like an old couple." Izuku joked.

"Hey, Shota may look old. But he doesn't appreciate getting reminded." Zashi joked. "I hate you." I said while getting out of the car. "Nooo. Baby. Please don't." he pouted. "I stand corrected. You two fight like toddlers." Izuku said as he got out. "Hey!" Hizashi said. Izuku just laughed and stretched. "Alright. Let's hope everyone is asleep." Hizashi said. "Then maybe we can too." he added. "Nah. I'm not tired." izuku said calmly. Hizashi just looked at him. "Sho. You have known the kid for not even 24 hours and he is already taking after you." Zashi whined. "How old are you again kid?" Zashi asked. "I'm 11 almost 12." he said. "Jeez. You make me feel old." Zashi muttered. "Hey Izu, do you have any medical problems that you know of?" I asked.

"Yeah. I have anxiety and ADHD. I'm also allergic to bananas. Sorry Mr. Hizashi." Izuku explained. "Why are you saying sorry?" the banana asked while I was trying to hold back a laugh. "You look like a banana when your hair is up for your hero costume." he explained. Hizashi just started before shaking his head. We finally walk up to the front door and Hizashi unlocks it. We step in and see Izuku pause at the doorway. "Something wrong kiddo?" Hizashi asked. "The house doesn't smell?" he question as he sniffed as if to make sure. "What do you mean?" I asked.

"My house always had this weird smell. Most of the time, it was suffocating." he explained. I looked at him with concern in my eyes. "What type of smell?" Hizashi asked. Izuku then dug into his pants' pocket and pulled something out. "This." he said while showing a small white box. I instantly knew what it was. So did my husband. "Izuku. Why do you have cigarettes?" I asked. "They are something Dad ad his wife did. I stole them to try myself." he explained. "Did you?" I ask. It came out a little harsher then I had intended. He winced slightly and handed them to me. "Yeah." he answered softly. "Do you hate me know?" he asked. I stuffed the pack into my back pocket and kneeled down to his level. "Of course not." I assured him. He sighed in relief. "sorry." he mumbled softly. "Its okay bud! Just don't do it again, okay?" Hizashi said. He nodded and turned his head to the side. "Why is the R rated hero in your house?" he asked.

"Shota Aizawa! Hizashi Yamada! Your kids were worried you know!" she scolded. "Sorry. That's my fault." Izuku mumbled. Her face softened as she looked at Izuku. "Oh! Another kid? Hiya! My name is Nemuri Kayama. Hero name-" she starts but is cut off by the greenette. "Midnight. R rated hero. Quirk is Somnambulist. I know." he said excitedly. "Of course you do." I mutter jokingly. Nemuri just hit my shoulder and looked at Izuku. "How do you know that?" she asked. "Oh! I study heroes." he explained. "Really?" she asked. She looked at me and grinned. I'm confused now. "Can I test that?" she asked. He nodded. "What about Hizashi?"

"Civilian name is Hizashi Yamada. Hero name is Present Mic. His quirk is voice. Also I think he is either dating or is married to Aizawa." he said. That shocked us all. "How did you?" I ask. "Easy. First he kept calling you babe and baby. Second he kissed you in the car ride here. And third, he kept whispering how you were adorable." he clarified. I glared at my husband. "I'm sorry1 But it's true!" he defended. "What do you know about his quirk?" Nemuri asked. "Well his quirk can cause someone's ears to bleed, even from far away. Something not so good is how it doesn't work well underground." Izuku said. "How do you know that?" Hizashi asked, slightly scared for his response. It's funny yet scary at the same time. "You complained about it in the car." Izuku said. "Oh." he muttered. I just stared at him. He just avoided my glare. "You are cute but dumb sometimes." I said.

"What about Shota?" Nemuri asked. I bet she thought he wouldn't know anything. I don't think he knows much either to be honest. "Civilian name is Shota Aizawa, hero name is Eraser Head. He is an underground hero so isn't always well known. He doesn't have any merch like Hizashi or All Might which sucks. His quirk is Erasure. He can erase someone else's quirk as long as his eyes are open." Izuku finished up. "Holy sh-" Hizashi tries to curse but I back hand him first. "Ow!" he squealed. I rolled my eyes. "What? Was he just going to say shit?" Izuku asked. "Yes. That's a bad word." I said. "Oh. Sorry." he apologized. "It's okay green bean. How do you know curse words anyways?" Hizashi asked.

Izuku POV

I just stared at them. "I'm not dumb. I'm 11 not 3." I said giving them a small glare. "Okayyyy. Green bean is scary. Good to know." Hizashi said. I just glared some more before staring at the many photos. "What's with all the pictures?" I asked. "This blondie loves to take pictures." Nemuri answered. "Who are these two?" I asked while pointing at a picture of the couple having a kid in each lap. A silver gray haired girl in the blonde's and a purple haired boy in the raven haired hero's. "The silver haired girl is Eri. She is a couple of years younger than you. The purple haired boy is Hitoshi. He is the same age as you." Aizawa explained. I nodded and continued to look at all the pictures. I yawned softly and ignored it. "You tired little listener?" Mic asks. I shake my head. "Kiddo, you just yawned." Ms. Nemuri chuckled. "Be on my side." I fake whined.

"Where is he sleeping?" Nemuri asked. "Well since Hitoshi has a bunk bed, they will probably share one." Hizashi said. I just block them out as I wander off. There house isn't huge, but it isn't small like mine was. I'm not sure what I'm searching for to be honest. I keep walking around until I come across a hallway. I walk down to the farthest door and stare at it.

"Papa and Dad usually tell us to stay away from that door." a random voice behind me said. I whip around to see a purple haired boy like from the picture by the front door. "Who are you?" I asked, even though I know the answer. "I'm Hitoshi. I'm assuming you came with Papa and Dad." he said calmly. "Who?" I asked. "Oh. I call Hizashi, Present Mic, Papa and Shota, Eraser Head, Dad." he said. "Oh. Cool." I said. "What's behind the door?" I asked curious. "I dunno. Never went in." he said while shrugging. "That makes me want to go in even more." I said. "Ive been wanting to for years." he said. "I'm Izuku Midoriya." I said. "Nice to meet ya." he answered. He walked closer and leaned against the wall.

"I can tell already how you're going to be a nice addition to this family." he said. "How? They just met me and decided to like foster me or something." I say, confused. He just shrugged and stared at the door. "How do we get in?" I ask. He grins and hands me a bobby pin. "Really?" I deadpanned. "They are pro heroes. Don't they have better security or something." I questioned. He just shrugged and motioned for me to pick the lock.

Hizashi POV

As me and Nemuri are talking, I feel someone tug on my pant leg. I look down to see little Eri. "Hey. What's wrong?" I asked while picking her up. "Hitoshi is gone." she said quietly, sounding pretty tired. "Hey Hizashi, where is that Midoriya kid?" Nemuri asked. "What do you mean? He's right he-" I didn't finish since I now see the green bean missing. "Where did he go?" I asked Shota. "He went to go wander around." he said. I nodded. "So he probably found Hitoshi who is probably then showing him around." I said. We then here a crack and a bang. Then a loud, "HOLY SHIT!"

Now that's concerning!

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