Rosefield stared at the window that showed where you were. You were blank, staring at the wall for hours til end, refusing to have anyone accompany you.
She had noticed how you lacked sleep and proper nutrition as you also started to refuse eating the food they gave you.
it was a pitiful sight. It was heart-breaking, but something stopped Rosefield from walking into your room and comforting you. Her hand shook as it slowly went to grab the door knob, but her other hand stopped her.
She hissed and turned to leave, she didn't like how you were reacting, but she convinced herself that distance was the best... or you could end up exploding if your trust towards the only person you actually felt comfortable with was broken.
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"Hey Eraser!" Vlad called out, "You said she was allowed to come by today?" He asked Aizawa as he held Bucky, who wiggled his nonexistent tail in anticipation for you
It had been almost a week since your therapy started and only the second time Aizawa had visited. Rosefield said you could be brought out and join Aizawa as he worked in UA, but...
"Sorry, Vlad." Aizawa frowned. "Something came up... they didn't let her out." Vlad and the other teachers gave the man an apologetic look.
They've missed you. You were their little cutie who brightened up the place. And now you were gone... well it was just sad.
"Oh." Vlad frowned. He loved it when you'd play with Bucky, it was the reason why he's been bringing his dog to school recently. "It's fine. What came up?" He patted Bucky's head as the dog whimpered.
Aizawa scratched his head, "They said that there wasn't much progress and thought it would be better to refrain from too much visits with other people." They all nodded as Aizawa went to his desk to finish up his work.
He's missed you so much.
He felt lonely despite having Shohei at home. There was no little girl walking around the house, continuously inspecting everything even when she'd been told what the item was. There was no one to water the plants in the balcony and talk to them like they were responsive humans. No one to pet the cats and hug them goodnight. No one to sleep by Aizawa at night.
Life just wasn't life without you in it.
Aizawa sighed, looking over the calendar to see if it was his scheduled visit. Still tomorrow. He frowned a bit. Days were longer without you. He looked over to the quizzes he had checked and got them, looking at the back of the papers to see the students' drawings, all waiting for a response from you, who had somewhat made it a habit to draw a smily face on the back.
"Sho, want some coffee?" Yamada offered him a cup and he took it. The blonde took a seat beside Aizawa and smiled sadly. "Day's always different without little listener, eh? I wonder how I lived my life before meeting (Y/n)."
Aizawa chuckled, "I ask myself that almost all the time." He took a sip of his coffee. "I try to remember it, but I just can't seem to remember the feeling before all of this happened."
As they conversed, Yagi had walked in and was greeted by Bucky's bark. "Oh hey, does he need to go to the vet again?"
"Nah." Vlad shook his head turning to Yagi. "Brought him cause I thought Eraser's gonna bring the little squirt over... seems like the therapists just changed their minds."
Yagi nodded, not really understanding a word he said. He took his opportunity to learn more about this little girl everyone's been talking about.
"May I ask who exactly is this 'little squirt'? Are they connected to the child named (Y/n) by any chance."
Vlad's face lit up a bit, always happy to talk about you. "Yeah, (Y/n)'s Eraser's little girl... his youngest." He started talking about you, telling Yagi everything he knew, from the fact that you were saved from a laboratory along with the two teens, to how you were when it came to seeing unfamiliar things. He told Yagi just how cute and sweet you were and that you were like the life of the party.
"And now's she'd undergoing therapy... kinda sad how she's gotta have to stay in the hospital."
Yagi nodded as he glanced at Aizawa, sipping his cup of coffee, conversing with Yamada. Now he's understood why there was something different about everyone.
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"So... I found out the squirt is currently still in Hosu Hospital." Twice informed the gang on your whereabouts as he entered their little bar. "Undergoing some sort of therapy."
Shigaraki nodded, a smile forming in his face as he sipped on his drink. "Good." Was all he said as the rest stared at him, waiting for more.
"Shouldn't we get the brat out while we have the chance?" Dabi suggested. "Like she's being watched by a bunch of doctors... no EraserHead to make things difficult."
Shigaraki shook his head and turned to them. "Let her be for now." He smiled. "This therapy they're doing on her is just help to us." He played with the empty glass, pushing it to Kurogiri, who refilled it.
"How so?" Mr. Compressed asked, taking a seat beside Shigaraki and asking for a drink as well.
"The child's probably having unhealthy attachment to Eraser... therefore needing this distanced therapy in order to somewhat correct it." Kurogiri was the one who explained. He gave Compress his drink and then started to clean up the rest of the countertops. "With this distance, naturally the child will feel betrayed by the people she trusts for leaving her there."
"So? Still doesn't answer how it benefits us." Dabi grunted leaning on the table.
"She'll lose faith in them." Tora was the one to talked this time. "Her trust will slowly shrivel for as long as she stays there... which I estimate for about two weeks." Kurogiri gives him a glass of milk since he was too young to actually drink anything from the bar. "We just let them betray her trust for now, so when the time comes-"
"It would be easier for us to convince her... not bad." Compress was the first to get it, smirking at Tora, their bright little boy. "Not bad for a kid."
"This kid's gonna pay your target a little visit." Tora said, hopping off the chair and heading to visit you. "Don't worry, I won't do anything that'll cause attention."
He waved them off and started to head to the hospital you were in.
"are you sure we can even trust  that  kid?" Dabi grumbled at the unwavering image of Tora. His usual cold and blank stare made the boy suspicious. He was hard to read and it made Dabi doubt the kid constantly, but it seemed that Shigaraki trusted the kid fully, for some unknown reason.
Shigaraki chuckled, scratching his neck, "Trust or no trust, he's an asset we must keep."
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Tora tucked his hand in the pockets on his jacket as he walked through the rainy streets, the cold fresh air hi his lungs, giving him a refreshing feeling.
Being in the hideout was suffocating, the heat, the last of much space, not to mention the villains that may or may not even know what a shower was. Lucky for him, he had quick hands and could snatch up extra money just to rent a place or get himself a nice shower.
It was a drizzly afternoon. The slight raining gave most people a relaxing and almost lazy vibe. It was also enough to make the security guards in the camera room take a break. Not much people where in the hallways of the floor you were in.
Tora had been keeping an eye on you. Learning the schedules of the guards and the time of day where there were less people as well as the time you even had interaction with the nurses. He had learned that majority of the time, you were alone in your room, locked in and only given enough food. There was a TV, toys and even coloring materials to keep you distracted, but even so, you were in complete isolation.
Aside being told to keep an eye on you, Tora was quite fond of you. He was a curious cat and all his curiosity was on you.
Such a powerful person, yet always seemingly helpless.
To him, you were wasting your talent being afraid and doubtful. He couldn't understand why you depended so much on the man named Azawa, who you had met a only a month ago. He didn't understand why you depend on him like he was stronger than you, when in reality, you could have killed him in an instant.
He did not understand your dependence on the man, when he had no one. When he stood independently and alone. he didnt understand you trust and faith in the man, when he could do everything on his own, even when he was your age.
It wasn't like he was so much older than you, just a year or two.
You were four and he was six, basically almost the same age.
yet you were so different.
Your power was incomparable. It was unknown and unique. Even he couldn't match that, and it annoyed him to know you were the one who wielded it. You, a whimpering, doubtful, dependent child who could barely make a sentence. it was quite frustrating to know you had so much power, yet you weren't using it, nope even trying to scratched the surface of it.
He shook off his thoughts. At least you weren't too hard to handle. The previous one was destructive, had a strong bloodlust. He gained more strips on his back for that one.
He walked into the hospital. Sneaking past all the nurses and people, making sure to hide his face from the CCTVs to avoid any recognition.
He stopped in front of your door. He twisted the knob, only to find out it was locked.
This made him scoff and started to pick on the lock with his claw. He muttered to himself: "And they say hospitals are nothing like the lab."
He wanted to see you, talk to you. Maybe hit you in the head and tell you that you shouldn't put too much faith in people.
He got the lock undone and walked in, closing the door behind him. The room was well lit. Some childish decorations on the wall, a decent bed, toys, paper and crayons on the floor, a TV mounted to the wall with the remote on a small shelf of books.
It was a child's room, yet at the same time it did not feel that way.
Tora looked around and observed the room, there was deffinitely something that seemed off, yet he could not find it. His eyes landed on you, who peaked through the bathroom door.
Your (y/e/c) looked at him with caution as you refused to step out of the bathroom.
"I'm not here to fight..." he raised his hands to show you his palms, a sign of honesty. "I just want to talk."
You hesitantly opened the door more, but you didn't walk out. You just stood there, waiting for him to explain why he was even there.
The tiger boy sighed, rolled his eyes and hopped onto your given bed. He looked at you, who leaned against the door, feet still on the tiles of the bathroom, rather than the carpeted ones outside. "You did a number on Akane." He chuckled as you stared at him suspiciously, still refusing to leave. "She's lost an arm... nice move."
You shook your head, "I didn't...mean it." You looked down at your bare feet, and felt the sensation of the cold tiled floor of the bathroom. You didn't trust him enough to leave and get in closer proximity to him.
Tora shrugged, "Still, that was quite a damage... you did a lot, you know... until now they're still repairing everything." He sat on your bed, leaning on the headboard and looking up at the stupid little glowing starts stuck to the wall. "Is that the reason why you're here? In this hellhole?" He tried to provoke you, get some sort of reaction or thought into your little head.
You stayed quiet. According to what you've heard, it was about some unhealthy relationship with Aizawa, but you still think it's because of what you did.
"You know, you could always leave, right?" He told you. "You have enough powers to leave. I doubt you'd even break a sweat if you tried knocking down that door with your quirk... of it excites you.. your mutation"
You shook your head, "Wait... for daddy."
He scoffed, walking around the room to further inspect tryin to see what was the bugging feeling he had with the place. "You have way to much faith in that homeless looking hero, don't ya?" He never understood what was going through your head when you decided to trust the man, defend and risk your life for him even. "Why do you trust him so much, anyway?"
"He is good." Was all you answered.
"Yeah? Well do you consider leaving you here in the hospital alone a good move?" He raised a brow as you looked down sadly. "You're too faithful, you know. You put so much hope and expectation in Aizawa... and that's why you're here... to learn that you shouldn't trust him- or anyone for that matter."
"Trusting... good."
He rolled his eyes as he watched you slowly come ou of the bathroom, stepping onto the carpeted floor, almost as if you were getting the feeling he really was there to just talk.
"Yeah well, you're gonna take that back by the time dear daddy betrays you." Tora's bright blue eyes meeting yours. He stood at the foot of your bed, meeting you as you walked a few steps forward. "Believe me when I say that shit hurts." His eyes narrow as he looks at you intently. "Don't trust too much, (Y/n). Or you'll get hurt."
His eyes examined you, looking at all the bandages your currently had on, it made him wonder how the nurses even managed to get near you to do that. Usually, you'd push them away. He knew that because it was really only Aizawa and Shohei who could get close to you without having you flinch or tense up as much.
There was this unreadable expression on his face as he stared at you. "People like him... are the most painful." He told you, stepping closer to you.
"They're gonna be sweet and loving to you at first. Tolerating your little accidents, telling you its not your fault even if it clearly was." You slightly tensed as he got closer to you. "He'll be the perfect parent you'll ever meet, but then he'll slowly lose interest in you."
You mutated ears hung lowly as the boy moved closed to you. "He'll slowly get tired of you and the things he'd put up with, then soon, he's gonna hate you... regret taking you in... maybe toss you aside and forget you even existed."
You shook you head in denial. Aizawa was a good man. A sweet guy. He would never do that to you..
right?
Tora scoffed as he towered over you, "Deny all you want, but when the time comes, don't say I didn't tell you."
Anxiety crept up to you as he got way to close for your liking. You flinched back when he made a movement faster than you'd like. It made you think he'd hit you, but it never came.
You looked at him, his expression a bit different, but it immediately changed into his usual stare.
"Oh and dont tell anyone that I came by, alright? Or you'll face consequences." He flashed you a grin as he waved to leave the room.
"See ya, (Y/n)."