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Izuku shuffled his feet on the cracked sidewalk as he walked home, a medium-sized grocery bag held in his left hand, slightly swinging with the motion. ‘ I need to get home, it's already later than I was hoping it would be!’ the greenette thought. ‘ Mom is going to become worried if I take any lo-’ Izuku was shoved out of his thoughts as he was shoved hard into an alleyway. He cried out as he hit the hard concrete, ‘ Dangit- I dropped my groceries-’ Izuku thought before his brain registered the fact that a scraggly looking man was standing over him, knife in hand. ‘ shitshitshitshitshit-’ Izuku usually doesn't like to think of such profanities, but it's too late for him to think about that now.
“Give me all you have now ,” The man above him spoke in a dangerous tone.
“Nah-” Izuku slapped his hand over his mouth, ‘ What the hell mouth! You don't just say ‘Nah’ to someone who is threatening you with a knife! ’
“Do you have a death wish?!” The man growled dangerously.
‘ Maybe’ Izuku thought to himself harshly. Izuku looked around himself, seeing the knocked over trash cans and papers lining the dirty ground.
“Now! Runt!” The man growled again. Izuku groaned internally as he reached inside his pocket to grab out his wallet, the dark leather brushing against his fingers as he slipped it out. Before he could hand it over, a grey scarf appeared out of nowhere, ‘not nowhere, it came from the fire escape,’ supplied Izuku’s thoughts. He quickly whipped his head around to see a dark figure crouched on the fire escape, one hand wrapped around the railing, other pointed outwards, directing the grey capture scarf. The criminal yelled out, screaming profanities at the figure, but Izuku had tuned it out, in favor of looking at the person who saved him. Before he put two and two together, realizing it was, ‘E-Eraserhead?! He saved me?! Oh my god, I love him! He is such an inspiration to me because he practically fights quirkless, and I'm quirkless! I need to talk to him! This is so cool!’ Izuku was broken out of his thoughts when a large thud was heard, Tuning to the source of the noise, Izuku jumped slightly. ‘Oh yea, he’s here, isn’t he?’ Izuku chastised himself for forgetting that he was just getting mugged not too long ago. The criminal was on the ground, knocked out from being thrown on the ground with the capture scarf. There was another thump as Eraserhead dropped to the ground like a cat. Casually walking over, Izuku noticed the trademark eyebags and bloodshot eyes.
“You okay kid?” Eraser grumbled, seemingly done with this shit already.
“Y-yea E-Eraserhead sir!” Izuku stuttered as Eraserhead looked at him in shock.
“How did you know my name? I'm an underground hero, shouldn't you be chasing after All Might or something?” Eraser groaned.
“W-well when I was a kid I loved All Might, but now, after uh, learning about my quirkless-ness I started researching heroes who fight more or less quirkless, and I stumbled on a video from a few years ago, where you fought a villain named… Uh... I think it was Koi? And they had a quirk that made them able to change their arms into water and control it? It was a really interesting fight and your quirk was perfect to fight them-”
“Kid your rambling,” Eraser scoffed, before softening his gaze slightly, “you should go home, I'll walk you.”
“N-no, sir! You don't have to! I only live a few blocks away, and it would be too much of a hassle to you! You should just bring him,” pointing to the still knocked out criminal, “to the police,” Izuku hoped the hero would just let him leave on his own, knowing his mother might just have an aneurysm.
Eraserhead looked at the kid with concern, before sighing and letting the kid turn around and walk out of the alleyway. ‘ He seems like a problem child’ .
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Izuku opened the door to the apartment and was immediately wrapped up in a hug from his mother.
“Oh, honey! Are you okay?! You were gone for so long I was starting to get worried, but your home now.” Inko sighed into her son’s chest, before snapping her head back up, “you are okay? Right?” She studied Izuku’s face worriedly.
“I'm okay now mom, I was almost mugged, but Eraserhead saved me! He was so cool! I wonder how his scarf works! It seems to defy gravity!” Izuku rambled.
“You what? ” Inko spoke evenly, but he could hear the danger in her voice. If that criminal wasn't already in police custody, Izuku was pretty sure he would face a much worse outcome. Momma Midoriya’s wrath is something everyone fears.
‘ Maybe not the best idea to tell my overprotective mom that I was about to get mugged.’
“Really, i'm fine fine mom! It's only because I got held up at the store earlier! If I would have come home earlier I wouldn't have met the guy!” Izuku quickly spoke up, flustered.
Inko huffed, before gently taking the grocery bag from Izuku. He took this as a way to excuse himself, so he slipped around her and went to his room, closing the door behind him. Izuku immediately went over to his desk, opening one of the drawers and taking out a small, empty notebook, along with an older looking one, with some pens and pencils. Izuku quickly opened the older notebook, flipping to a page with an okay drawing of Eraserhead, along with his hero name, being followed with multiple paragraphs of quirk and battle analysis that continued for a few pages (a few was an understatement).
‘If I copy all of this down, I can maybe give it to Eraserhead if I ever see him again! It won’t be much, but maybe it could help him!’ Izuku barely registered the frantic scratching of pencil on paper as he copied down all of his notes into the other notebook, adding a few new notes after seeing Eraserhead for himself. ‘ I'm pretty sure I heard him on Present Mic’s radio show a few weeks ago! Maybe I could write down Mic’s notes as well, they seemed like friends, Eraser could pass on the notes!’
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As Izuku happily finished up the transfer of notes, Sighing and leaning back in his seat, he looked at his work. He now had a total of 17 pages on Eraserhead and Present Mic, with the addition of a sketch and description of a support item that Mic could use to direct his quick at extreme precision, even better than the speakers he has now. The greenette wrung his hands together as he looked at the notebook one last time, before stuffing it in his backpack.
“There, now next time I meet Eraser I can give this to him!” Izuku exclaimed happily.
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Aizawa felt a chill run down his spine and he groaned, “My bullshit detector is being activated, why the hell can I not have one normal night?”