Authors Notes

This story contains slight child abuse, at the moment it is only some slaps and name calling but the characters may go into detail later on so please be careful.

No body on this site owns anything you know as seen from the disclaimers on every story including this one. So I own nothing but please enjoy the story anyway.

Aizawa POV

This class really is an interesting bunch. We have some strong kids that's for sure, Todoroki has two quirks but even just using his ice he can keep up with most heroes, Momo is adaptable with her quirk and strategies when she has confidence in herself, Midoriya has strength and analytics down as long as he stops breaking his bones, which I must admit he has done less recently, and then there is Bakugou. The boy is strong almost to a fault. His strength is something unrivalled in this class, but his attitude holds him back, growing up with such a strong quirk has gone to his head, he knows he's better than most in raw power and he lets that go to his head. If he does not change that it may be the end of him…...

3rd person POV

'Damn those extras' bakugous huffed as he stomped down the street leading to his house. 'those extras' are the self-proclaimed Bakusquad who all but dragged him to the arcade after school to waste their money. He insisted he only went to make sure they didn't die, but the small smile he couldn't hold back told them he liked it really. But now there was no smile in sight. He was late home. For years now his mother has enforced a curfew, 5 o'clock every day giving him 2 hours or so to do what he wanted and then he couldn't leave the house without one of them. Well he was in deep trouble tonight, it was now 6:30, the others decided they needed an eating competition and no way he was missing that so 10 pizzas later here he was. A dead man walking.

He opened the door and took off his shoes scanning and listening for his mother. She was the one he needed to worry about. The worst his father would do was give him a disapproving look (which bakugou would never admit really hurt) while his mother could be a lot more creative, opting for more hands on methods of parenting. So, silence was his best option, not letting her notice he came in. And yet the house itself was silent every step he took sounded like an explosion ripping through the still air. This was not good. Not good at all. Quickly and quietly he went down the hall, past the front room, empty, past the kitchen, empt- 'Bakugou Katsuki come in here.'. Oh no oh no he was screwed. One thing to know about Mitsuku Katsuki, she can yell and yell all day but when she is calm, you are dead, but ignoring her now would lead to something a whole lot worse so begrudgingly Bakugo walked into the kitchen head low and shoulders tense. If you looked at the pair now it would be hard to believe this was a boy, so violent he needed to be restrained at the sports festival, and his mother. No this looked more like a scared child facing against an angry beast. Even from several steps away Bakugou could feel the anger radiating off her. And him? Well he was no longer the big tough boy he was less than 20 minutes ago, now he was curled in on himself, trying to make himself as small and unthreatening as he could be. And of course, in all of this, Masaru was simply upstairs occupying himself with a book, prepared to ignore whatever 'justice' his wife was about to give.

'Where the hell have you been boy? I expected you home an hour ago. I have been waiting for your sorry ass to get home to cook some fucking food. You took so damn long we already ate. You won't be getting anything now. I don't know why I bother with you. You ungrateful little shit. I do so much for you, and this is how you repay me? Breaking all my rules, not doing your damn work around this house, being so weak you need stupid hearing aids, and embarrassing me in front of everyone acting the way you did at the sports festival.' Mitsuku screamed at him grabbing his arm and pulling him closer so she knew he could hear. Even she knew his hearing was bad, but with the way he acts she determined he didn't deserve to get new hearing aids, so he has to use his older pair.

Throughout all the yelling Bakugou kept his head down not reacting and biting his tongue to keep responding. This lack of response only fuelled Mitsuki as she continued screeching at him.

'well you going to respond? Or are you too weak to show what your made of now there is no one here to come to your rescue if you mess up again. And that's all you ever do isn't it? Mess up and expect others to cover for you. The sports festival- you messed up against that Todoroki boy, not strong enough to beat him without him holding back. Or that stupid kidnapping. You were so weak that you got caught and then what? That right all might lost his power and I heard some of your 'friends' had to put their lives at risk to save you. Pathet- '

'shut the hell up you old hag you know nothing!' bakugous cut her off finally snapping looking up at her with rage in his eyes.

Slap. 'don't you ever.' Slap. 'talk to me.' Slap. 'like that again you hear? And don't you every cut me off. I am the adult here you listen to what I have to say. You have no right to cut me off or talk back to me.' Mitsuku's voice seemed to raise in volume with every hit getting more and more angry, it was a miracle the neighbours hadn't interfered yet.

'No right? You have no right to fucking hit me! And yet you do that all the time!'

With that one sentence everything changed. As soon as the words left his mouth Bakugou knew he messed up. Mitsuku's face tensed and morphed into an anger of a level he had never seen before. Within seconds bakugous was out of the room running at full speed to his room scared for his life, Mitsuku hot on his heels screaming his name the whole way. Luckily for his he made it in and locked the door with the bolt he saved months for.

Mitusku banged on the door sounding like she wanted to break it down yelling at him to open it immediately. Until all noise but their deep breaths stopped and Mitsuku took a few steps from the door.

'That's it.' She spoke in an unnervingly calm tone 'I no longer have a son. Pack your bag and get out of my house in 5 minutes or I'm calling the police and having you arrested for trespassing.' And with that she walked away leaving Katsuki in his room stunned. He was sure she was serious. That tone she only used when she was being honest, and so with shaking hands he packed everything he could into his 1 school bag and a small plastic bag. Tops, jeans, sock, underwear, hoodies, his charger, all his school supplies, everything he went through methodically checking if it was essential, he was running out of space. Toothbrush, cloth, spare hearing aids (his first and only other pair) and then he was out of room, no more space to put anything so he turned and unlocked the door. Preparing to step out he looked around for the last time. He would no longer be welcome at his childhood home. But surely it wouldn't be forever. His mum loves him really, she just needs time to calm down right? Well hopefully. One last scan and he was going to leave when he spotted something that made him freeze. It was a photo from earlier that day of the whole squad in a tiny photo booth. He walked over to it and picked it up staring at his friends. They truly loved him. He knew that from their smiles seeing him, their encouragement and their willingness to help or support him. His mother did none of that. She didn't love him not truly. And so, with that realisation bakugou left. He walked out his house in a random direction and just kept walking.

Aizawa's POV

It was around 1am and he was 2 hours from the end of his patrol. Nothing interesting had happened today, a few idiots attempting to mug a homeless man, a lost dog and an old lady who needed help getting home, so a slow boring night. That was until he went to the park, usually deserted at night, to see a small boy curled up on a bench under a small light, bag under his head and a jacket over himself for warmth. It was almost winter so he must have been freezing. Aizawa made his way over determined to find the boys family or take him to the station for cps to deal with. As he walked he assessed the boy more, he couldn't get a clear view of his head thanks to the hood pulled up for warmth but the boy looked small curled up, no older than 13/14 and shivering. Aizawa got next to the boy and froze. He could see the spikey blond hair poking out and half of his face, this was his student, Bakugou Katuki. But he knew where Bakugou lived, he visited the Bakugous a few times over the course of the kidnapping, and he was a good few 100 miles from there. What was he doing out here? Bakugou can be reckless but he isn't stupid. He knows not to run away unless there is a reason. So would that mean…. No no no he wouldn't jump to any conclusions. First step is to wake the boy then he can find out what is going on. Although he was reluctant to do so as he looked at the boy, this was the most peaceful he's ever seen him. But he was going to get ill staying out here so he opted to wake him up.

Gently he reached a hand out onto the boys shoulder and lightly shook him calling his name. Almost instantly the boy shot up and scanned around looking for danger, relaxing slightly when he saw his teacher.

'Aizawa?'

'Bakugou why are you sleeping here? You are rather far from home?' Bakugou, now sat up making room for his teacher t sit with him, curled in on himself slightly, getting lost for a second in the memories. He quickly shook his head and blinked away the tears threatening to form.

'Just wanted to sleep here nothing wrong with that.'

Aizawa stared at him knowing he was lying. Bakugou was always going to be his hardest student to get to open up but after recent events he thinks it maybe an even harder task.

'There is something wrong with that. You are shaking. Sleeping here will give up a cold.' He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked away. Aizawa knew he was getting to him. 'Do I need to walk you home.'

'No!' bakugou quickly yelled, something he quickly realised wasn't going to help him. 'I mean… no its fine.'

'Is there something there you don't want me to see?' bakugou stayed silent. 'That would be a yes then. Well then where are you going to go you cannot stay here.'

'I'll just sleep here its fine.'

Aizawa signs' no it isn't now you have three options, wither you go home, you go to the police station and explain to them why you won't, or you sleep at my house, which will it be?'

'Your house?'

'Yes my house. This isn't the first time I have seen a situation like this, I have opened my house to other students in the past, even have one there now, so it wouldn't be an inconvenience.'

Bakugou stayed quiet a moment looking at Aizawa trying to work out if he is serious, while Aizawa himself just sat silently waiting for an answer. Eventually he got it from a quiet uncharacteristic voice.

'Yours. Please sir.'

Aizawa nodded standing up and pulling out his phone 'I have to finish my patrol, so I'll tell Mic to come get you and take you there, we live together that isn't a problem is it?' Bakugou quickly shook his head. 'Good. We will talk about this tomorrow. Do you have everything in your bag you need.' He nodded. 'Very well. He is on his way so I will wait with you.'

The pair sat in a comfortable silence for 5 minutes until Aizawa's phone lit up informing him Mic had arrived. They both got up and he led the teen to a waiting car holding a tired looking Mic.

Bakugous POV

'Thanks babe.' Aizawa leaned into the car and gave mic a quick kiss. So that's what he meant by living together ok sure. The two then spoke quietly, but Katsuki couldn't hear what they were saying so he stood awkwardly waiting. Soon Aizawa stepped back and turned to him.

'Ok Mic is going to take you and set up up in the spare room. Rest and we will talk about this later. And one rule ill say now, no quirks in the house. That is a rule for everyone.' He sends a quick glare at mic.

Bakugou scoffs 'pretty standard that considering I don't have my licence yet anyway.'

'Even so had to say it. Now get in the car before you freeze.'

Bakugou huffed but got into the back of the car, quickly falling asleep due to the warmth.

Next thing he knew he was jolting awake with a hand on his shoulder and mics face too close for comfort. He quickly moved back.

'Sorry kid, just we are here come on lets get you to your room.'

He stands up away from the door giving Katuski room to get out which he slowly does still half asleep. The house was nothing special. 2 floors, kitchen, dining room, lounge and toilet downstairs, with 3 bedrooms and a bathroom upstairs mic explained as the walked in and up the stairs. He only half payed attention as he followed quietly to the last room, the one he'd be occupying. Once they reached it, mic opened the door before wishing him a goodnight, allowing bakugou to go back to sleep which he promptly does.

Authors note

Thank you all so much for reading please let me know if you find any mistakes or what you think of the story I love to hear from people looking at my work. I am working on a second chapter at the moment so that shouldn't be too long but if this story gets lots of interest I'll have more motivation.