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Hitoshi wakes up from someone's crying. The sound came from the next room and obviously tried to muffle something, but it was all in vain.
He jumps up in the blanket and goes to where the crying is heard.
This is his mother's room, so after knocking softly and making his presence known, he opens the door.
- Ma? - he finds his mother lying by his bed, immediately running up and seeing tears rolling from his eyes. - Ma?
Hitoshi was now 16 years old, attending one of the most prestigious schools in the country, preparing to become a professional hero. He was followed by his mother, who was also supposed to receive this piece of plastic saying that he was a hero. But it wasn't always like this...
He understands that they are not going to answer him, so he grabs his mother by the hand and pulls her onto the bed, covering her with a blanket and pumping her to the wall.
- Hitoshi, go to sleep. - his mother mumbles.
- But I dont want. - the teenager is indignant. - I want to be with you. But I can call my dad too.
- Do not call your father, he also needs to rest, he also works a lot. - swallowing tears answers.
- Then I'll be here. What happened? - insisted the guy.
- Nothing... You... you can stay here, just try to sleep. - protorotorila and turned away, pressing into the corner, leaving the guy more space.
Hitoshi sits next to him, putting his hand on his mother's shoulder.
It all reminds him of the first time he got into his family.
He was 8 when they found him on the street and dragged him away. Prior to that, he spent 2 weeks on the street, trying to survive. Eraserhead held out his hand to him and he grabbed his fingers. That day they were at the police station, where he had to explain why and how long he had been there, on the street. Biological parents died and told to run wherever their eyes look. In the orphanage, he was never particularly loved, he was not welcome there, so he left, hoping to find a better life.
The policeman was ready to call the place where he left to send him back, but the hero stopped him, convincing him that he would take him with him. Mumbling, the policeman agrees and the hero takes him by the hand and they head for his house.
All this time, Hitoshi was silent, trying not to ask too many questions.
When they enter the high-rise building and the door opens, he has the opportunity to observe a strange picture: a man, most likely a guy, with wild green hair, emerald eyes and freckles, with a cat on his head and a bored tired face; in a shirt with custom-made sleeves and soft blue pants, says: "Не смотри на меня так, Мария Батьковна желала припарковаться именно там." Hitoshi did not understand a word, the language was not known to him.
- Я и не смотрю. - the hero answers in the same manner.
- Кто это?
- Это Хитоши, я думаю, он останется с нами. О, и он тебя не понимает, если мы на японский не перейдём, он словит инфаркт раньше меня. - the guy chuckled and turned to Hitoshi, speaking in pure Japanese without a drop of accent.
- Hello, Hitoshi, I'm Izuku, I'm Sasha's wife... - Seeing the puzzlement, he clarifies. - Eraser's wife. Too late. Tell me are you hungry? Over a late dinner, we can learn more about you. Is it coming?
Hitoshi was puzzled, but shyly agreed.
"Great! Then, come with me? Let's let our hero change." Izuku holds out his hand to him and Hitoshi grabs it, following the guy.
In the kitchen, he is seated on a small sofa after washing his hands with soap. Izuku suggested that he change, but Hitoshi didn't want to burden him any further.
"Okay, Hitoshi, I don't know what you prefer, so please tell me what would you like to eat now?"
- I do not know.
- Then... Rice porridge? With meat and ketchup and tea for dessert?
Offers Izuku, remembering what's in the fridge.
“With coffee…” the boy says softly and Izuku smiles sweetly.
- With coffee, so coffee, but not strong coffee. With sugar?
- 2 spoons...
“Order accepted.” Izuku jumps up and quickly takes everything from the fridge, puts it on a plate and puts it in the microwave, puts the electric kettle on to boil, pours a spoonful of coffee into a mug and sits next to Hitoshi.
Izuku asks about Hitoshi, prompting him to answer and ask about everything in the world. And Hitoshi told, he spoke with great pleasure and did not notice how a plate of food and a mug of coffee appeared in front of him.
He greedily ate every spoonful, he liked the taste, he was homely, washed down everything with coffee.
Then the hero entered the kitchen, now he was in a similar shirt and pants, sat on a chair, next to Hitoshi.
- And what will you do?
Izuku asks, propping his face on his hand.
- And rice with meat. Hungry like a dog.
He puts his hands on the table.
- Moment.
Izuku says as he gets up and does the same.
When the same plate falls in front of Eraserhead, he speaks.
- Thanks. - and starts to eat.
- You're welcome.
Then a meow is heard from the door.
- And you give the same to eat? The cat meows affirmatively.
- And I have something with you? - speaks to the void.
Cat and Izuku get the same as the rest.
After eating, the hero also begins to question Hitoshi about everything, claiming that he can be called Aizawa or Shota, nothing more, like Eraserhead or a hero.
That night, he falls asleep almost on that table, he was so tired.
He falls asleep on that couch and they cover him with a blanket, and put a pillow under his head.
When he wakes up, he will realize that life is raging in the kitchen when Izuku was cooking something tasty and fragrant.
He had the feeling that he was at home.
And so began his life with Izuku and Shota. After some time, he again had to go to school, where he was not very welcome.
Everything is revealed quickly, both of his guardians were furious, and Hitoshi really does not want to know what happened to his former school next.
Hitoshi comes under the full custody of Shota and Izuku. He continues his studies at home, under the full control of Izuku.
Izuku diligently explained all the material to him, along the way Hitoshi learned Ukrainian and he fully understands what his parents say.
Izuku becomes a mom and Shota becomes a dad.
When he could not sleep, his mother sang songs and poems of the rebel army to him, and he was imbued with it all.
He lived well and ate delicious food, he was dragged to cafes, and at home his mother's food was always waiting, in which she put a lot of love.
He watched old cartoons and didn't care that his quirk was villainous.
And then he entered the U.I. The school year had just begun, but it was already full of problems, in the form of villain attacks, and he saw his mother clenching her fists, trying not to blow up everyone who attacked his classmates and father with the pro hero Thirteen.
At the sports festival, his parents vehemently supported him, even if his father tried not to show it.
Then there was an internship where his parents had to help him save his classmate from the villain Stain, although Hitoshi was good at defeating him, but the villain was too fast.
The exams flew by quickly, and before the summer camp, in the mall, a villain tried to attack his mother, but it seems that the mother liked him and she was going to steal him and adopt him, the villain left when he was scolded.
Summer camp immediately went wrong, even if it was harmless enough.
On the second night of their stay there, they were attacked by the same villains and no one held back, letting the opponents bleed.
His mother snatched his classmate from the hands of the villains, growling angrily until the villains left the camp area.
All Might's fall shocked Japan, but it meant nothing to their family.
Hostels were quickly built and they moved in. Everyone was running and getting closer.
And now Hitoshi was sitting next to his mother, who no longer sobbed bitter tears from the nightmares that she constantly dreamed of.
He lies down next to her and hugs her mother's body.
If his parents protected him from all the troubles of the world, then he could protect his mother's sleep from the nightmares that made their way into her head.
In the morning they would have to explain everything to Hitoshi's father, but that would have to wait.