You hid behind Tora as you both entered the teacher's lounge. Even if you practically knew everyone in the faculty for a while already, you still didn't really like the attention of it all.
The curious eyes of the teachers as they saw you hiding behind Tora, made it even worse.
"Oi." Aizawa sneered. "You know how she is... leave her be." He waved them all off and they just sighed and left to do their own work.
Tora looked behind and smirked at you, "what a celebrity." You actually didn't know what a 'celebrity' was, so you ignored him and ran up to Aizawa. Tora just huffed and looked around the place, it was a usual teacher's workplace.
He was still adjusting to his surroundings and he was yet to meet the other teachers.
Tora walked over to where you and Aizawa were. "So... what will we be doing today?" He asked.
"You two stay here... I'll be working... don't cause any trouble." Aizawa gave him a chair to sit beside you as usual. He gave a small soft look before patting you both. "I'll go to class now." He gave you a peck on the forehead then turned to Tora.
"Don't you even dare." He warned. Aizawa just shook his head and ruffled his hair before leaving to head to class.
There was this awkward silence between the two of you. Tora huffed and leaned on Aizawa's desk, you did the same, both of your heads resting on your own arms and just staying there in this weird silence.
Tora looked at you as you went ahead and closed your eyes. He looked at your left side, the side with your scar. He kind of felt guilty, he was the reason you had it. If he could just turn back time and undo that, it would have changed a lot of things or maybe it wouldn't, depends.
He sighed and started to close his eyes, drifting into sleep as well.
"And who would this be?!" You both jumped at the sudden loud voice.
Your eyes went crimson as a few things around the faculty started to shake. You had you hands in your chest as you turned to look who it was. You looked terrified.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" Vlad frowned, forgetting how loud he could be and how sensitive you were. "Sorry, Squirt!" He bent down to your height and gave you a small reassuring smile while some of the teachers were looking around in at the stuff that shook. "So so sorry." He made his voice into a small whisper as he patted your head. "Didn't mean to scare ya."
Tora was equally surprised by the amount of things moving. He looked over to you in surprise. He didn't really expect that much of a reaction. He knew you were strong, but hell, that was just a little scare.
"S-scare... scare...d... me." You shakily said, a little pout on your face.
Tora understood you were four and that you had a rather normal innocence of kids their age, but he couldn't really understand how your quirk could be this active and strong. He was actually glad you ended up being with Aizawa, if not, maybe you could have destroyed the world or something.
"Yeah, I know." Yamada pouted as well. "I'm really sorry, (Y/n)." He gave you a squish on the cheeks before patting your head. He then turned to Tora. "Sorry, as well..." he flashed a smile. "So, what's your name, Squirt no.2?" He pointed finger guns at him, but the boy looked unamused.
"Tora."
"Tora! Nice! So you-" As if Vlad had only realized it now, he stopped himself and then turned to him with brows knotted, "You're Tora? I thought you'd be older... how did-"
"They considered me to be advanced than most kids." Tora explained briefly. "So despite my young age, I might as well have a mind of a 14 year old."
Vlad just chuckled nervously "sweet." He said before patting the boy's head and leaving to do work as well.
Tora growled and fixed his hair. "What is with people and pats?" He looked at you as you gave him a small smile.
"Pa-at."
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"Nezu, you called for me?" Aizawa walked into the principle's officer, seeing the white Stout sitting on his desk.
Nezu nodded and gestured him to sit, in which the man did. "I just wanted to get an update about our plans for training camp."
"Oh well, I've already contacted the area-"
"And I'd like to discuss about the incident with AllMight." Nezu meant the time you freaked out and actually used your quirk. Aizawa nodded, but before he could say anything, Nezu started: "Actually, I think we need to discuss (Y/n)'s incident first..."
Aizawa was slightly concerned with what Nezu might say. AllMight actually did take damage from what you did. He had a few cuts and bruises and his back actually hurt. So, if anything, what Nezu would say about you might be negative.
"Alright, what would you like to discuss, sir?" Aizawa wanted to not sound so concerned. He wanted to keep up his usual cold exterior, even if he knew very well he'd gone soft because of you kids.
Nezu hummed, thinking of how to start. "Well, I'd like to start off with (Y/n) herself... how is she?" He asked.
"She's alright." Aizawa wasn't really sure on what to say. "She's still very skittish, but she's gotten use to my class-"
"That's good."
"- and she learning quicker than most kids her age....umm... what else is there to say? She's making progress." Aizawa sat there as Nezu nodded. There was an awkward silence between them and you could say Aizawa was losing his shit internally. He was hoping Nezu didn't think negatively of your outburst.
The stout looked up at the man with a smile, "How about her quirk? Progress on that?"
"She's reluctant on using it... only when she feels like it's necessary-"
"So you haven't tried to train her?" Nezu questioned. "Not even here in UA?"
"I wasn't sure if I was allowed to." He admitted. Aizawa was concerned that if he did train you, you'd feel like you were being forced to use your quirk again. He didn't want to pressure you. One reason was he cared for your own feeling and that he didn't want to stress you, but the other reason was he thought of your emitter quirk as destructive.
Nezu chuckled, "I think you of all people should know that you are allowed." He fixed up his desk before continuing, "I think its best to have her trained... it'd be better for everyone..." Even Nezu thought your quirk was pretty destructive. It was a powerful quirk of a kid like you to handle.
Aizawa nodded silently before they went to talk about the training camp.
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Shohei walked through the halls to head to the private lounge, to see if you were there with Yamada.
As he opened the door, he was met with Midoriya and a scrawny Toshinori Yagi.
"A-A-Aiza-wa-kun!" Deku exclaimed, unsure on how to react to his classmate seeing him with a man that was suppose to be AllMight.
Shohei didn't look too surprised. "Midoriya." He waved then turned to Yagi. "Sir AllMight, would you happen to know where Mr. Yamada is?" He asked as if he wasn't looking at a scrawny man that looked nothing like the big buff hero.
There was this awkward tension, but it seemed Shohei didn't seem to notice. "Do you think he's in the faculty of in class?" Shohei asked, hoping to get a response from the two. "I need to talk to him."
Yagi sat there quite surprised. "You- you.... know... who I am?" Was all that came out from the blonde man.
"Yes. Now have you seen Mr. Yamada? I need to talk to him." Shohei wasn't even bothered a bit. The two looked terrified.
"Wa-wait! Ho-how did-... how did you-... how did you know that he's AllMight???" Deku's tone was high and he looked very confused and worried.
Shohei raised a brow, looking like Aizawa himself as he sighed. "Long story." Shohei's cold steel eyes were on both of them and they shivered at how similar he and Aizawa gave a stare. "Now please, where is Mr. Yamada?"
"Fa-faculty."
"Ok. Thank you." Shohei left quickly, wanting to go and see you.
The two males stared at each other in silence. How did Shohei know this scrawny version of AllMight?
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"So... she's going to start her training?" Shohei asked his dad as they ate in the private lounge, alone. It was just you, Shohei and Aizawa eating lunch together.
Aizawa nodded as he watched you eat your packed lunch, the lunch he so proudly made just for you and Shohei.
"According to Nezu, its best that she starts up even just the basics... get a feel of her own quirk." Aizawa explained. "Especially with what happened with AllMight, it'd be best to help her get in control of it..."
Shohei nodded and munched on one of his own food as he looked at you.
You looked in between them as you ate. They guessed because you were younger, you wouldn't really understand what they were conversing about, you you understood. You were good at understanding conversations, understanding their meanings and what they somewhat want, even if you were still learning some vocabulary.
You were good at understanding.
And you didn't really like what they were planning; this 'training' you were to have. You didn't like it, but it seemed that it was necessary. Necessary because you knew what you were capable of. You knew you were could hurt people; kill people.
You knew you were dangerous, just like what everyone in the damned lab has always said. You knew that and you didn't want to be that anymore. So if training was going to stop you from being dangerous, maybe it was worth a try.
"Honey, you alright?" Aizawa waved a hand in front of you. His warm brown eyes looking at you in worry. "Are you ok? What's on your mind, sweetie?" He ran a hand through you soft hair, pushing them back gently to show your face more.
You could feel his calloused hands on your soft skin as you looked at him. He was capable of erasing your quirk, like Shohei. He was there to help stop you from being dangerous. Aizawa wasn't an enemy, and you knew that from the very beginning.
The moment he step foot in that interrogation room, the moment his warm brown eyes were on you and giving you this look of sympathy, you knew he wasn't going to hurt you.... yet you doubted him. You constantly doubted his actions and his words, when all he ever wanted was to help you.
You felt his hand caress your chubby cheek and you leaned on it. Melting into his touch as your tiny hands held onto his big one.
Here's another old art of mine hehe guess it'd be better to try and keep some of them.
You looked at him and the soft expression he had for you. An expression he had only for you and Shohei.
"(Y/n)?" Aizawa's soft low voice always seemed to calm you down; assure you even in the scariest moments.
"Tra-trai-ning." You muttered as you leaned onto the back of Aizawa's hand, looking at him softly and with so much adoration that it made Aizawa wonder what you were thinking of. "Train-ing..."
"Baby-"
"Hu-hurt?" You cut him off. The training you knew involved constant pain and pressure. Was your training with him going to involve the same thing? Pain? Pressure? Fear?
Aizawa shook his head. He never should have had the conversation, now you were probably worried and afraid to even try. "N-no... you won't get hurt...not on my watch."
"That sucks." Tora walked up to them after finally getting away from the Yamadas. "What's the point of training then?"
Aizawa gave him a small glare. Tora's a pretty open speaker, saying almost everything that come into mind.
"Training doesnt have to hurt... its tiring, but not always painful, Tony." Shohei mocked.
The tiger boy growled. "For the last time I am not the fucking Tony Tiger!"
"Hey! Language!"
Tora glared at Shohei as they sat beside each other. "Shut the hell up, heihei."
Hoshiko chuckled, finding their bickering amusing, "Whatever you say Tony the tiger." She looked over the bowl of food he got for lunch. "Did ya get frosted flakes?"
"Why you-"
"Hey." Aizawa gave them a warning glare. The three straightened up and just started to eat quietly. He turned to you, who ate as well. "Training doesn't need to be tiring or painful." He told them both before finishing up his own food.
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You stood in the nearly empty gym, there were just a few unkept objects, but besides that, it was just you and Aizawa.
You looked up at him as he gave you a small smile. "We're going to start training, alright?" He got down to your level as he placed a hand on your shoulder. "You don't have to be afraid... all you have to do is simple."
Your eyes fell to the unkept things. "See those?" You nodded at where he pointed. "All you have to do is to move them to that room." He gestured to the room nearby. "You'll use your quirk, alright?"
You nodded as you both walked up to the items. "Just try, ok?" Aizawa knew you could do it, but he wasn't sure if you wanted to. He didn't want to force you, but you had to at least get a grasp on it and learn how to stop it.
With your tiny hand outstretched, your focused on the volleyball on the floor. A faint glow surrounded it as (y/f/c) marking started to glow up your arm. The ball floated up and you looked at Aizawa.
"That's good." He commented. "Now place in the blue basket." He pointed to said wheeled basket. You looked over to where it was and moved the ball and dropped it in.
"Nice... now try doing two."He gestured to the other unkept volleyballs. "It isn't that hard, right?"
"Ri-right." You squeaked out as you focused on the balls and let them go to the basket. There were a few more and you just tried to finish the job, to make this quicker.
Aizawa was surprised to see you lifting all the other unkept volleyballs that were pretty much scattered in that other end of the gym, and carefully putting them all in the basket without much effort.
Your eyes that was filled with innocence turned to await for other instructions from Aizawa.
"You're pretty good at this, kiddo." He chuckled as he decided to sit beside you instead of squatting. "Now you see those two poles that are connected by a net?" He points at said things on the ground, "Go and try to bring them in there, carefully."
Aizawa got up and you both walked over to where you could see the inside of the storage room. "In there, carefully." He wondered if he was already pushing you, but you didn't really seem to bothered. You did as told and the net that looked pretty tangled in the poles floated up. "Can you try to untangle them?" He was hoping you knew what untangle was; hoping Kayama actually taught you that word.
"Un-ta-tang-gle." You muttered more to yourself as you focused on the floating item, slowly trying to 'untangle' it. This time you used both your arms, as if virtually holding the two poles and trying to untangle it.
"Careful, kiddo." Aizawa said softly, getting down to your height and then gently placing his hands in yours, as if he was thinking he could help you control the movement. "You don't have to rush things, sweet." He guided your hands gently as you both 'untangled' the net, even if it was at a distance. "There we go." He smiled at you warmly and then gestured to the storage room. "Carefully place it there." You did and placed it down and tried your best not to make too much noise.
Your training went on, cleaning up the gym that Aizawa purposely told the volleyball varsity to leave messy. It wasn't too hard for you. Just a slight heaviness and energy flowing through you as you moved other things and cleaned up. Your arms were covered by a a faint but visible (y/f/c) glow as you continued, your eyes flashed from a red to (y/e/c) glow from time to time.
Good thing Aizawa had made you changed into a more sporty attire and not one of the baggy turtlenecks you preferred to wear, because as time passed and he asked you to do other things, you began to feel a slight heat in your body, and it made you sweat.
"Are you still alright? Can you still go?" He asked you when he turned to see droplets of sweat rolling down your face. You were in leggings and a thing long sleeve since you refused to let your scars be seen.
You looked at him in the eyes. You wanted to make him proud. Satisfy him and let him know that he could trust you like how he's proved you could trust him. So you nodded.
"I-I... am...ok." You said softly as you looked around, seeing no more mess in the gym.
Aizawa chuckled, "Well... we're actually done for today." He smiled at you, getting down to your size and patted your head. "You did good."
"Go-od?" There was some sort of feeling in your chest after hearing him say that. You did good. You made him proud.
The man nodded. "Yeah, good." He got up and brought a hand for you to hold. "Now lets get you changed and we can go home."
"What.... what b-bout... trai-train-ing?"
"We're done for today." He told you.
"Done?"
"Yep. Finished." He looked down on you. He examined your face and your rosy cheeks. Seems that you were a bit tired. "We'll continue tomorrow."
"Tomorrow..."
"Yep."
And so your training began. Aizawa didn't push you to your limits like he'd do with his students- never. He'd never do that to you. But he did make you train a little more each day, instructing the students who used the gym to leave the mess for you to clean up with your quirk. That way, you wouldn't really notice much of the change or the amount of things you had to do.
He was going to subtly train you. He even planned on letting you join his class in training, especially when they start training camp in two weeks.