The boy, the son.

“Hey.” A sharp blade waves in User's face. “Gimme your money.”

User look up from their black capture scarf before shrugging and making a hasty escape up a wall using their black arm wrappings to pull them to the top of a building. The wrappings look like black bandages and function similarly to User's scarf.

User's stomach rumbles as User hops from rooftop to rooftop. User hasn’t eaten much since my escape three weeks ago. User occasionally finds semi-edible food in dumpsters behind restaurants and grocery stores but more often than not it gives User food poisoning. User's body aches and hurts from sleeping in alleys and fighting and, User's stomach is hurting from drinking puddle water and eat dumpster food. How much longer will this last? How much longer can User go on like this?

User sees Eraserhead crouching over the edge of a building. User has been following him around and watching him. Eraserhead doesn’t know who User is or that he’s User's dad and User knows he wouldn’t believe them. So User stands in the shadows watching and wishfully hoping that someday he’ll call User his kid and rescue the others and take User and the others home. User is certain it won’t happen. One, User is certain the others are dead. Two, Useris sure that Eraserhead would never believe that User his kid. Three, User is not even truly his son, User is a weird clone of sorts made from Eraserhead and Present Mic’s DNA in a freaky lab using a quirk.

“Why have you been following me?” When did Eraserhead get in front of User? Why is he in front of User? Oh dear god. User has fucked up. “You have been following me for a solid week and a half.”

User backs away. Oh no. Big oh no. User quickly uses their wrappings to pull themself to a nearby roof and start running. Eraserhead is hot on User's tail. He knows the area much better than User does and that is a big problem. User starts using both arms’ wrappings and their scarf to boost their speed by sheer number of things they're using to pull themself father ahead.

“Hey kid!” Eraserhead calls out. He is getting closer and his voice distracts User for a brief second. Unfortunately that brief second was enough for User to trip on their leg wrappings, which User was about to use to help propel themself forward even faster. Controling all of the wrappings and the scarf was something User hasn’t gotten good enough at to actually implement during a chase or fight. Fuck.

“Are you okay?” Eraserhead looks at User. User's long messy blonde hair tumbled out of their hood when User tripped and they lay there completely defeated.

“Leave me here to die of shame.” User says in an almost whisper, their voice hurts and is husky/rough from lack of use.

“Dramatic.” Eraserhead states dryly.

User sighs and sits up, facing Eraserhead but with my head down.

“Is that a capture scarf?”

“Yes.” User nods.

“And the wrappings on your arms and legs?”

“Are similar in function to my capture scarf.” User nods again.

“Why did you run?”

“Exercise.” User shrugs.

“…”

“I’m shy and you are my favorite hero.” User shrugs again but blushing awkwardly this time.

“… You know of me?”

“… No.” User looks away, trying to find an exit.

“…”

“Yes. I know of you. You are Pro-Hero Eraserhead. Your quirk is Erasure, meaning you temporarily erase someone’s quirk. I live in the area and I’ve seen you rescue people and I have a similar quirk. So yeah… You inspire me and I want to be a hero like you.” User sighs and rolls their eyes.

“You have a similar quirk?”

“I can create Anti-Quirk Fields.” User nods.

“Okay. Are you a vigilante?”

“No. I’m too tired and need to reserve my limited energy and resources for surviving.” User has an expaserated expression.

“Surviving?”

“I’m homeless, broke and functionally and orphan. So yeah. Surviving. I eat dumpster food, drink puddle water and sleep in various alley ways and hope to god I don’t get stabbed in my sleep. I am not going into the foster care system and if you try to capture or hurt me I will commit violence against you and piss on your grave.” User has a deadpan expression.

“…”

“Bye.”

User uses Eraserhead's momentary stunned state to run off into the night and escape. That was horrible and went wrong in so many fucking ways. Fuck. Fuck! FUCK!

When Eraserhead arrives home.

Aizawa walks into his apartment and throws himself into his bed, accidentally waking his husband.

“Shou?”

“… I have so many concerns.”

“About???”

“A functionally orphaned child that eats dumpster food and drinks puddle water to survive. Who apparently will commit violence against me and piss on my grave if I try to capture them.”

“… What. The. Fuck.”

Aizawa starts snoring.

“Shou? You can’t just…” Yamada sighs loudly. “Sleep well, babe. But we are talking about this tomorrow.”

In the morning.

“Morning dads.” Hitoshi walks into the kitchen and starts making coffee.

“Morning little listener!” Yamada then turns to Aizawa holding a kitchen knife. “Now you are going to give proper answers about what you said last night about a, and I quote, a functionally orphaned child that eats dumpster food and drinks puddle water to survive. Who apparently will commit violence against you and piss on your grave if you try to capture them.”

Hitoshi chokes on his coffee. “What. The. Fuck.”

“Language. But I agree.” Yamada stares his husband down.

Aizawa explains the very strange interaction that happened on his patrol last night.

“It was weird. We looked in the kid up in the database. His face was clearly visible and he told me his quirk but he isn’t in the system. He had long blonde hair, it had a similar texture to mine and black eyes.”

“So he looked like he was you guys’ secret love child?” Hitoshi joking with a small laugh. “I mean papa’s blonde hair, dad’s hair texture, dad’s eye color and a quirk similar to dad’s? He has a capture scarf? And he’s been following dad, knows who dad is and is an Eraserhead fan?”

“…”

“I’m joking! You should see you guys’ faces!” Hitoshi laughed.

“Shou… Remember that cold case with Michi Nishikawa and the case with the lab that had four dead children with biological parent combinations that shouldn’t have been possible?”

“Michi Nishikawa? The woman who had the fertility quirk that went missing?”

A long silence.

“Please say you are kidding.” Hitoshi sets down his coffee. “Dad? Papa?”

Another long silence, this one slightly shorter than the first.

“Welp. I’m going to chug my coffee go to school and forget this conversation ever happened. If you guys do have a kid, take them in. But I don’t have the brain power or time to properly process this information before school.” Hitoshi then chugged his coffee and ran to Aldera Junior High.

Later in the morning at Aldera Junior High.

“So you might have a brother?” Izuku laughed. “That’s so weird.”

“Yeah. It might actually be cool though.” Hitoshi laughed. “I mean they told dad that they would commit violence against dad and piss on his grave if he tried to capture them.”

“Oh. My. God.” Katsuki doubled over laughing.

Izuku was rolling on the floor laughing. Hitoshi grabbed his side, it was hurting from laughing. The three best friends (Katsuki, Izuku and Hitoshi) couldn’t stop laughing. It was funnier than it should have been to them.

The boys left Aldera to go hangout when a slime villain emerged from the sewers and grabbed Izuku, suffocating him. Katsuki couldn’t explode the villain without exploding Izuku and Hitoshi is frozen in fear.

The sludge villain suddenly collapsed into slime on the ground, he was actually dead. Katsuki and Hitoshi felt their quirks disappear but ignored it in favor of running over to Izuku, who was coughing up sludge.

All Might then appeared out of the sewers that the villain had popped out of and immediately panicked because of his quirk being seemingly gone. Then suddenly everyone’s quirks came back, but the sludge villain remained dead.

“Are you alright, young men?” All Might walked over and got his phone out to call an ambulance. He took a look at Izuku. “I’ll call an ambulance actually.”

All Might stayed with the boys until the ambulance arrived.

“All Might?!” Izuku freaked out once he woke up.

“Yes my boy! I’m here!”

“Can I ask a question?”

“Sure! We’re going to be waiting for the ambulance anyways!”

“Can a quirkless person be a hero?”

“Hmm… It would very difficult but if you have the heart of a hero and put in the hard work, I don’t see why not! It would be very difficult and dangerous. It might not work out but… I think anyone can be a hero, regardless of quirk status! Quirks are just biological tools after all! I think that quirkless people, people with weak or supposedly villainous quirks are without a doubt perfectly capable of becoming amazing heroes!”

“Wow.” Izuku smiled brightly.

“Cool.” Hitoshi smiled at the villainous quirk bit. “You are a pretty cool hero. Even if my dad doesn’t like you.”

“Huh?! Your father dislikes me?!” All Might looks over at Hitoshi.

“Yeah. He’s an underground hero and isn’t a super huge fan of limelight heroes. Despite being married to one.”

“Oh.” All Might stammers and blushes. "I... s-see.."

“Heh. Your dad hates everything that isn’t you, his husband, coffee or cats.” Katsuki laughs.

“True.” Hitoshi nods.

The ambulance arrived and took Izuku to the hospital while All Might, Hitoshi and Katsuki talked to the police. Hitoshi made sure to call Ms. Midoriya and text his dad and papa. Katsuki called his parents.

In the middle of talking to the police a kid with long blonde hair, black eyes, black capture scarf and black arm wrappings drops down from the over pass and pukes when they see the sludge villain’s corpse. The kid is User.

“Was that a person?” The User asks.

“Oh. Oh no.”

“Yes. That was a villain I was in pursuit of. Who are you?” All Might asks User.

“It was an accident. Sometimes my quirk activates without me noticing…” User sobs uncontrollably. “I didn’t mean to kill that person. I didn’t mean to! I was just… I was just standing up there… I didn’t… Oh god…”

“Calm down. What is your quirk young one?”

“I can create Anti-Quirk Fields.” User was hyperventilating. “Oh god… I didn’t mean to! I swear! I really! I didn’t… Oh god… I’m a murderer! Oh god!”

“What is your name?” Hitoshi asks. He really doesn’t want to do this but User is panicking really bad.

“User Aizawa…” User’s eyes go blank.

“Oh.” Hitoshi release control.

“Wow. *Your quirk is really cool.” User stares at Hitoshi. Then he goes ends up asking millions of questions about Hitoshi’s quirk and Hitoshi only continues to talk about his quirk to keep Hikaru from panicking any further. Katsuki is pleasantly surprised and also helps keep Hikaru distracted. Eventually the boys’ parents show up.

“Katsuki!” Mrs. Bakugou hugs her son. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah. Hag. I’m fine.”

“Good, brat.”

“Hitoshi. Is Midoriya okay?” Yamada asks Mrs. Bakugou.

“He’s okay.” Mrs. Bakugou answers. “He got a mild lung infection from the sludge villain but he’ll be okay. Inko is with him and he seems to be doing good mentally too.”

User tries to slip away but Hitoshi grabs his arm.

“This is User Aizawa.” Hitoshi smiles. “Dad. Papa. I think you have another kid.”