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Vaulting over the railing Izuku hit the ground and kept running not slowing down even for a moment. His ankle and chest twinged with pain but he ignored the injuries. Footsteps smacked the pavement behind him and we're gaining on him. His chest heaved with every intake barely getting enough air in. There was no stopping. He couldn't even slow down or he would be caught.
Izuku took a left hoping to head towards the docks where there are places to hide. Behind him he could hear his pursuer getting closer. He was practically close enough to grab Izuku by the back of his hoodie.
Sure enough right as he thought about it a hand grabbed the back of the hoodie. He was practically scuffed by the man. An indignant squawk escaped him as he pulled back into the man. Without missing a beat he began to thrash about trying to break out of the grip. He spat out curses that would make his mother flinch.
Breathlessly Tsukauchi tenor voice said, "It's over, Rabbit. You aren't getting away this time."
"Fuck you, Detective," Izuku continued to lash out trying to get free.
An elbow found its way into Tsukauchi's gut forcing the man to release him. This only lasted a moment before Izuku was picked up across the abdomen. This kept him from getting away from Tsukauchi or landing any other strikes.
Another person dropped from the rooftop and asked, "How did you catch him, Naomasa?"
"Practice, Kage," answered Tsukauchi, "I'll take it from here. You tell the others to return to their patrols or head home."
Kage looked between them before nodding. Izuku was still spitting angry like a cat that had water dropped on it. Above him, Izuku heard Tsukauchi sigh tiredly.
The man ordered quietly, "Rabbit enough. You're caught this time."
"Oh fuck off, Tsukauchi," spat Izuku, "You only caught me because I am hurt."
No doubt the cuts across his chest were ruining the man's jacket. His words however caused the man to look down at him sharply.
"You're hurt?" He questioned, "Why didn't you say anything! Damn it, Rabbit!"
Izuku was set down on his feet a hand kept him in place. He began checking for injuries which caused the vigilante to hiss when he came across them.
"Damn it, Rabbit," snapped the man, "Next time you're hurt tell us. I'm going to call Recovery Girl and have her meet us at the precinct."
"I'm going to jail?"
"What?" Questioned the man in a higher pitched tone, "No! You're just a kid."
"How? What? When?"
Tsukauchi looked at him for a long moment knowingly and said, "The knife. You left it behind a few nights ago when you escaped us. A fingerprint was left behind."
Mother fucker. Wait...
Izuku looked up at him and said, "But that means..."
"That I know you're quirkless? Yes," said the man causing Izuku to flinch, "But I don't care. You're not doing anything illegal. Still you're injured and I can help you."
"Why?" He questioned softly.
Tsukauchi sighed, "Because you are just a child who needs a good home and someone who cares. Now come let's get you cleaned up."
Izuku declared with narrowed eyes, "I don't trust you."
Tsukauchi smiled gently, "You don't have to trust me now. I'll do my best to earn it."