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A/n: Another chapter because I'm bored

(This chapter contains themes that might be triggering. Read with caution.)

It was getting late, the sun was close to setting as Aiko walked home from work. She had her book bag slung over her shoulder that held all of the clothes she had packed for the small sleepover she had the previous night.

As promised Mrs Bakugou had taken her to work. They spent the time chatting about ideas for a completely new hero costume.

It wasn't like she was actually going to make it. But both her and Mrs Bakugou liked hero fashion so it was a good topic to discuss.

She opened up her door and threw down her bag, she slipped off her converse and pulled on her pink house slippers.
Aiko was about to head straight to her room upstairs but something stopped her. She turned and walked to her back door, she had a weird creeping feeling when she noticed the small window beside it was open.

The wind blew in lightly and Aiko could hear it whistle through the small opening. It couldn't have been any wider than a hand. Aiko really didn't know why she was worried, but the hairs on the back of her neck stood up nonetheless.

It felt like she was being watched.

'Whats the likelihood of this being another police officer?-'

Aiko squealed when she heard quick footsteps. Before she could react two arms wrapped around her from behind. She struggled and prepared to let out another scream but a hand covered her mouth.
"Shut it."
An unfamiliar male voice commanded, but Aiko didn't stop her struggling. Trying to break out of the stranger's hold.

The man was significantly taller than she was. And though his tattoo covered arms lacked muscle they were strong enough to hold her arms to her side. "Shh." He said, his face by her ear. She could feel his dry breath against her face. She coughed against his hand. He smelled like old cigarettes.

"Stop struggling, Aiko. Or should I say A.Z?"

Aiko did stop when he said that, her eyes widening in panic.

"That's right sweetheart, I know." He said turning his head to where he could see her expression clearly, smirking when he saw her fear. Aiko scanned his face too but still didn't find him familiar. He had tired looking black eyes and stubble. With long tangled brown hair that stopped by his jaw.

He looked much older than Aiko, probably in his mid thirties.

"I heard what that brat said at the USJ, he thought I was out but I guess he was too dumb to check." He said simply.

The USJ attack? Was he talking about Bakugou? He was in the room when Bakugou told Kirishima about her?

Aiko started to struggle again, bucking and twisting in his grip. Desperately trying to free herself from his hold.

"Fuck, don't make me hurt you Aiko." He squeezed her cheeks and tightened his grip around her torso. Aiko was sure she'd have bruises from his grip. She briefly stopped struggling so he'd loosen his hold on her. He leaned in and took a deep breath, inhaling her sweet vanilla scent that was so different from his own musky odor. He shuddered after breathing her in and Aiko whimpered, she hated the fact that she could feel that he was clearly turned on.

"Shit, come on." He grumbled.

He started to walk towards the back door, pulling the struggling Aiko with him. Aiko tried to yell and scream up it was all muffled under his hand. "Let's get you home, so I can have you all to myself." He said. Aiko's breathing became even more panicked. She didn't know what to do but she did know one thing.

There was no way in hell she was letting him take her to another location.

She bucked her body and slammed the back of her head into his nose. This action shocked him enough to make him let go. Aiko reached forward and grabbed the back of a dining room chair. She swung around and broke the wooden seat over the perverted bastard's head causing him to fall back and pass out.

Aiko breathed heavily and looked at the man. Waiting for him to stir. But he didn't.
She turned and ran through the room and then out of the house. She glanced backwards at the open door and ran into something.

She screamed and jumped back in fear as she realized it was another person. She prepared to hit them too until she heard their voice.

"Woah! Zhu! Hey are you alright?!" She looked up at Shinsou, he had on gym shorts and a loose tank top.

He was panting slightly, he was probably on a run.

"Do you have your phone?!" Aiko gasped desperately, grabbing his arm. Tears formed in her eyes as she pulled out her own device.

"Yeah?! Why? What do you need?!" He asked, pulling a simple phone from his pockets.

"C-call the police please! T-theres a man in my house! I-I don't know him... He-"

"Alright!" Shinsou said without hesitation. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" He asked, dialing the number.

Aiko shook her head as she scrolled through her saved numbers frantically. Her fingers trembled as adrenaline pumped through her veins. She finally found the contact she was searching for so desperately and clicked it without hesitation.

💖💖💖

The grumpy middle aged man sat bored at a table in some random cafe his partner had suggested. The blonde across from his was scarfing down a piece of cake.

"Isn't this place awesome?!" The hyper blonde said in-between bites.

"Mic, shouldn't you be on patrol?" Aizawa asked the male as he was stuffing his face.

"No! I'm off, Midnight is covering for me. I thought I told you this?" Mic said with a shrug.

He had, Aizawa just hadn't been listening.

He felt jittery, like something was off. Like something was wrong. He anxiously scanned the crowd outside of the cafe. Sipping his black coffee.

Him and Mic talked for a few more minutes, (or rather mic talked. Aizawa just 'listened.')
But then Aizawa heard a familiar buzz as his phone started to go off.

He rolled her eyes and picked up, scanning the random number.

"Who is it?" Mic asked, wiping the frosting out of his small mustache.

"Who knows." Aizawa groaned.

"You don't have to answer it." Mic said with a shrug.

Aizawa actually considered it. Just ignoring this call, he would love not talking to whoever it was, and he was sure it wasn't important.

But he remembered both of his crappy jobs and he rolled his eyes. Hoping this would be quick.

He pressed the green answer button and put the phone against his ear. "Shota Aizawa here." He said boredly.

There was some huffing on the other line, like someone was having trouble breathing. "M-mr Aizawa?! H-hey can y-y-you hear me?!" A young female voice cried out.

"Yes, who is this? What's going on?" He asked, Mic immediately noticed Aizawa's posture change from somewhat relaxed to alert.

"It's Aiko, Aiko Zhu your st-student! I-I-I'm sorry but I... I didn't know who else to call I-I-I." The voice just got more panicked.

"Hey, calm down. What happened?" Aizawa said standing up. Ready to leave and go track down his student.

"Someone broke into my house... He said he was involved with the USJ attack! I-I-I think he was trying to kidnap me..." She said, her breath was still uneven and frantic.

"Alright, I'm on my way. Have you contacted the police?" Aizawa asked, standing up.

Mic immediately followed suit, running to give the white and red haired barista cash for their food and drinks.

"Yeah my friend called them, they're on their way... He's going back into the house to make sure he's unconscious..."
She mumbled to herself.

"Aizawa he knew I was A.Z... I'm scared I don't know if it was just h-him or if he told others." Aiko said, he could clearly hear the fear in her voice.

"It's gonna be fine kid, well figure it out. Send me your address, I'll be there in five minutes." He said, getting in his car and starting it up.

"O-okay..." Aiko whispered. "Alright, please hurry." She said, Aizawa heard the phone cut off and then shortly after he heard a ding from his messages.

"So... What's going on?" Mica asked Aizawa who frowned.

"Someone broke into Zhu's house. She said he mentioned something about the USJ attack." Aizawa said, pulling into the road and quickly building up speed.

"Zhu?! Not Zhu!! she's my favorite student!! Is she alright?!" Mic cried.

"You're not supposed to have favorites. And she didn't mention being physically wounded. Just sounded really shaken up." Aizawa said.

"Of course she was!! She was attacked!! Go faster, we're heroes we can speed."

A/n:
I just realized how fucked up it is that my transition between scenes is:
"💖💖💖"

Like wtf. We're talking about her almost being kidnapped and then I'm just like:

"💖~hehe~💖"
With sparkly hearts💀

Not that I'm gonna change the scene transitions. I quite like them☺️💞💖

Also the guy who broke into her house isn't someone from the actual Anime. He's just some random guy lol.

That's all for now, stay safe!
💖byyyyyye💖

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