(5)Strange Situations

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Quick little note I know I'm not updating on the right day I was so busy yesterday. Okay to the chapter!

"Aizawa where are we going?" Izuku and Aizawa had walked out of school and walked to Aizawa's car.                                                                                                                                                                            "You're coming home with me, I called your mother and said it was an evaluation of your life. You cant be trusted alone. You truly cant. So, for now, you'll be living with me. I already went to your house and picked up some clothes for you." Izuku didn't ask any questions but he wondered why he cared so much about him. He was just a student. Just someone he needed to care for in school that's all.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        When Izuku and Aizawa had a nice silent car ride back to his house. When Izuku got out of Aizawa's car and waited for Aizawa to follow him. Aizawa appeared with a large All Might duffle bag. Izuku already guessed that it was his. Aizawa walked toward a nice looking house that was dark blue in color. Aizawa opened the door and let Izuku.                                                                                   "come with me, I'll show you your room." Aizawa walks over to a door with an 'Unoccupied' sign on it. He flipped the sign and put Izukus bag on the bed.                                                                                     "There are some shorts in there, Put them on. I need to clean your cuts and wash your school pants."                                                                                                                                                                                        "Okay, I will. thanks for letting me stay here."                                                                                                            "No problem. Get changed" Then Aizawa left the room leaving Izuku in his lonesome. He changed into the black gym shorts that he used last year in gym. He put them on and grabbed his school pants then left the room and walked over to Aizawa and game him his school pants. He was going to ask him to wash them but he already threw them in the washer before he could open his mouth.                                                                                                                                                                       "Sit, I need to clean your cuts"                                                                                                                                         "I can clean them my self."                                                                                                                                                 " No I need to do it or else it'll eat me up that they aren't properly bandaged."                                        "I can bandage them properly."                                                                                                                                      "Please. Let me do it." Aizawa had a true face of concern on his face and that ate away at Izuku.    "Fine. But be careful since they're fresh." Aizawa nodded and Izuku walked over to the couch near the supplies Aizawa had lied out. Aizawa grabbed a tissue an then sprayed Izukus cuts with Hydrogen peroxide to clean it. Izuku hissed because it burned. 'Damn why does it hurt so damn much?'                                                                                                                                                                                        "Does it hurt?"                                                                                                                                                                        "A little" ' A lot' Aizawa wiped off the dried blood with the tissue trying to be as gentle as possible. He grabbed a gauze for the x cut and band-aids for the horizontal cuts. He wrapped a bandage around the gauze and made it as tight as he could.                                                                            "there done. Are you hungry."                                                                                                                                           " A little"                                                                                                                                                                                    "I'll make some food. What do you want? Ramen, Katudon, of something small like rice balls?"      "Can you make some katsudon, please. I haven't eaten it in so long."                                                           "Of course I can." Aizawa started cooking as Izuku grabbed his phone and started to scroll through the news to see any new reports on villain attacks. While scrolling through he saw a post with the headline

 "Student Teacher relationship?" He was interested so he opened the whole story. "A new arising story of a potential student teacher relationship. or maybe a student trying to raise his grade. Whatever the scenario hero Eraserhead was seen with one of his students in his car. " Then there was a Picture of Aizawa and Izuku in a car together. 'What the hell' Izuku kept on reading "The two seemed to be in silence at the moment. Maybe a lovers quarrel. Whatever the case we won't know. let's see what else this story brings to attention. Apparently, there was a duffle bag in the back, possibly of his clothes." Izuku couldn't read any more of this. He thought it was weird how they would say it was a student teacher relationship.
                                                             

"Izuku the food is ready. Set out placemats please."  Izuku starred the story so It'll send him a notification when it updates. He set the placemats. ' i'll close the blinds just in case.' He closed the blinds and sits at his seat across from Aizawa and ate his food. He heard his phone buzz but paid no attention to it. Since it was Lunchtime Aizawa had to go back to class.                                        "Izuku do you think you can come back to class?"                                                                                                    "No, I ran away like a wimp. I don't want to face anyone right now."                                                            "Okay well I'll grab your classwork for you so you won't miss today's work."                                               "Thank you"                                                                                                                                                                             " No problem"                                                                                                                                                                           

Das it. I'm done. Ok, so I might be weird on my update schedule because I fucked my computer up. It won't open anymore so If anyone knows how to Restart an HP computer please dm me. I need my computer. Otherwise, I'll use my moms. Like I am now. Bye                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             













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