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Contrary to popular belief, pro-hero Aizawa Shouta`s room was not black , grey or some unseen shade of white. It was painted a nice salmon pink and it was cozy. Aizawa dreamt of his room, his comfortable bed and even the sofa that he had slept on so many times. He wished he was home.But he wasn`t home, he didn`t even know where he was. The last thing he remembered was being in the hospital after the raid, getting his body checked for leftover chemicals from Chronostasis`s quirk and then nothing. So, he was drugged, he thought. But by whom? The question answered itself when he heard the door opening and a raspy, menacing voice came,
“Comfortable? Eraserhead”.
“Shigaraki”
“You are getting weak, should have woken up like an hour ago, you almost made me worry there.”
“I am truly touched , would take it easy if all these notorious villains gave up, you know.” This time, he let himself smirk.
“That is not gonna last, Eraser.”
“You are underestimating my friends” , The hero retorted.
“You are underestimating mine.”
Aizawa knew Shigaraki was right, the league of villains had evaded capture long enough and if they went as far as kidnapping a pro-hero, they must have been extra careful. The thought of what waited for him sent a shudder down his spine. He couldn`t think of a reason of his capture. Maybe you were just a soft target. No, he can`t let that voice take over right now. He needed to assess his situation first. Okay, for starters he was blindfolded, expected but unpleasant none the less, his hands were cuffed together behind his back which were chained to the wall behind him and his feet were bound too, talk about overkill. Although, he knew that if they had been loose, he would have some maneuvers in store for his captors. An honorable mention would be a splitting headache that didn`t feel like it was subsiding anytime soon.
The door creaked as it opened.
“You know I was against this, I told them to simply throw some water at your face, every 2 days or so but here we are.”
“Your generosity has been noticed, Dabi.”
Dabi crouched down to Aizawa`s eye level and sighed as if Aizawa was making him do this.
“Now then, I`ll keep a glass of water near your face and you`ll drink like a good hero, if you don`t,”
On cue, his hand came on fire and it neared Aizawa`s left cheek, close enough for him to start struggling back. The threat clear and present, Aizawa drank the water and in other circumstances, would have thanked the person for the water felt cool and pleasant. Without another sound, he left the room, lock clicking behind him.
The next day at UA,
Hizashi was used to the questions about his and Shouta`s friendship, only those close to them understood how far the seemingly incompatible duo went. He was told his friend`s injuries weren`t much and he doubted that even if they were, he would say so. He was interrupted by his train of thought when he was called to Principal Nezu`s office. With a heavy sigh, he wondered whose house`s window broke this time because of his “unbridled use of power” this time. He let himself in and took a seat opposite the principal`s like a child waiting for a scolding, he looked bored.
“Ah PresentMic! , its good to see you” The unexpected comment threw Hizashi off balance and he spoke with considerable less enthusiasm ,
“I do have a enigmatic presence , is everything alright? Do I need to write an apology?”
“Tell me , after the raid, have you seen Aizawa?”
For a minute, he thought he hadn`t heard right, there was something very wrong about this.
“Sho? I received his text saying it was successful and he just had a scratch. I didn`t believe him but I didn`t think much of it. Was he badly injured?
“On the contrary, Aizawa was hit by a quirk that has the power to slow down movement, before anything could happen, help arrived but I received a mail yesterday night from him requesting absence , claiming that he still felt the effects and did not trust himself to be in class. Ofcourse, all his paid leaves are unused so I couldn`t refuse on any grounds.”
Hizashi understood Nezu`s concern, that did not sound like Shouta at all, for him to cancel class for personal health sounded absurd but then maybe it was serious, we are dealing with a lot of unknown variables here.
“What do you need me to do, sir?”
“Pay him a visit, ensure that everything is as it is supposed to be.”
Reading in between the lines was admittedly not his strength but he very well understood Nezu`s choice of words. Nothing seemed wrong and there`s a good chance, it isn`t but for the things that didn`t add up, he needed to inspect inconspicuously. He left the office with a solemn nod and a pit in his stomach.
After school,
“C`mon Sho! Its meeeeee………..Your best pal….Open up!”
He was shifting from foot to foot now, he`s been waiting for 5 mins now. As if on cue, the door opened up and Aizawa peered out, looking at him with dull and uninterested eyes, some relief entered Hizashi`s body, and he felt stupid worrying so much.
“Is it something important, I want to go back to sleep.”
He did not need an invitation, Mic pushed back the frail man and directly went into the kitchen. Everything, he noted, was in the same place , untouched, almost as of nobody lived there….nothing new there he thought and began making coffee for himself.
“How you feeling now Sho? I heard you were a bit lightheaded there”
“It`s nothing a little sleep wouldn`t fix, plus those kids have been through a lot , some rest would do them good too.”
“That is true, they are resilient though you have to admit.”
“They have a long way to go but I guess so.”
Nezu was getting old and paranoid, he thought and made him doubt too. If anything, he was happy for his friend.
“I`ll leave you to it then, you look like you haven`t slept in ages, Shouta.”
As he opened the door to leave, Yamada yelped and jumped back, startled by a black cat that seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to come inside. He watched keenly as the cat began circling Aizawa but curiously, ran away after a moment, as if disappointed.
“Ahh little buggers, always mess up the house, should I get it out for you?”
“No, I`ll manage myself or it may leave itself once bored.”
Yamada`s whole body stiffened and felt like throwing up but he did not let it show. He lingered at the door for a moment then closed it.
“I almost forgot! He saw the imposter`s eyes go wide as he realized what Mic was doing.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
The impostor with great reflexes, managed to hide behind the sofa and covered his ears. When he got up again, there was white gluey substance around him and standing in between was a young girl.
“You did not do your homework WELL” Yamada all but spit the last word.
He was fuming with anger now . He was a bit apologetic looking at the crashed glass everywhere around the house but his target had finally fallen unconscious.
With trembling hands , he took out his phone which was a bit cracked now and dialed Nezu`s number. It was received in 2 rings.
“You were right” He managed to speak , after gaining the upper hand in the fight, he felt utterly defeated.
“Shouta`s in trouble.”