Secrets

5

It's been a few days since he was adopted, Hizashi insisted on having a day to "bond". They went to the mall but Izuku was tired, his mind was tired. There was utter chaos in his head, everyone wanted some time out, but Kitsu made a dangerous move and put them in a precarious situation.

They had stuff to do but didn't have the chance to get it done. Aizawa upgraded every single lock and the security around the house, it was going to be difficult sneaking out and doing their (not really legal) things.

Hizashi and Aizawa insisted on buying new clothes for him, but apparently he was much smaller for his age.

This is fucking embarrassing, I'm doing just fine with my old clothes. I want to sleep... He stood beside Toshi, simply nodding and shaking his head as Hizashi proposed several pieces of clothing that just didn't suit him.

Want me to take your place? You can rest here if you want. Daeril gently offered.

He wasn't the friendliest of people and it wasn't the ideal situation to switch, but when Izuku felt mentally exhausted, which he happened to be quite often, Daeril was the best option. The others would just get overexcited and do stupid things.

Izuku leaned towards Hitoshi and rested his head on his shoulder as he let Daeril take control.

When the other gained full control of the body he slowly looked around to understand what he had to do. He shook his head and moved away from the purple haired boy.

"Is everything okay, 'Zuku?" Daeril stared for a few seconds at Izuku's friend and just nodded. Their little broccoli boy was relaxing a bit and everything was fine.

Until he saw some spiky, messy blond hair... Bakugo Katsuki. Izuku's bully, their worst enemy.

He started fidgeting and something inside him shifted. His fingers slipped under the hoodie's sleeve, gently stroking the scars on his brother's wrist.

Izuku started cutting himself after Bakugou told him to kill himself, and with the rage of the moment he almost did it.

Somehow he found a way to shut them out to hurt himself without being interrupted. When that happened they just had to wait, hoping to see the outside world again, and take control once he was done to treat his cuts.

He could feel Little Mikumo pushing excitedly to get control and jump on his best friend.

Daeril had to stay calm, protect Izuku and the others and keep going with their normal day, so he gently nudged the little boy away that eventually gave up and kept playing with his hero figures.

He knew that Bakugo- Kacchan!!- had calmed down after he saw his favourite punching bag on the roof of the school, following his advice. But he was still a threat to their mental health.

So he just acted like Izuku and hid behind Hitoshi's back, waiting for the blond, angry hedgehog to go away.

He knew that Toshi knew something was wrong but he didn't really want to talk or say "I'm upset because the bitch that ruined my life and told me to kill myself is here"

...

Shit

He said that out loud didn't he? Why did they all have the same stupid habit.

The loud hero stared at him quietly. The quiet and tired one looked like he was about to scream. Hitoshi just looked at him worriedly. Right, he knew that Bakugo liked messing with him but he missed the worst part.

"I-I was just mumbling... p-please ignore what I said!" Ugh forced stuttering is really exhausting!

They didn't seem too convinced with his words, but after some staring they dropped it seeing how stressed he looked.

~*~*~*~*~*

Aizawa didn't like this at all. It hasn't even been a week and he already saw how much trauma this child held in him.

He had random anxiety attacks when someone touched him too suddenly, and he heard him cry in his sleep softly calling for his mother.

Sometimes the scared look in his eyes disappeared, revealing an ice cold stare that could freeze you in place.

And he looked too focused on his surroundings, as if expecting someone to just jump on him and stab him any moment. That was something he understood, because he was the same, but that was a professional deformation!

Aizawa knew that this was just the demo of a game called "this bad boy can fit so much fucking trauma in him".

When he tried asking something to Hitoshi he just refused to answer or avoided his questions, he guessed that he had to unlock the greenette's past by himself.

After the casual mumbling of Izuku today, he might have found something more.

And honestly he didn't expect Izuku to keep swearing like it was nothing in front of him.

They continued with their day, deciding to ignore what had sliped from the boy's mouth.

Hizashi decided that this was a day for them to bond, so they had lunch at the mall's food court. He just hoped that they wouldn't get too used to eating so unhealthy.

Not that he could say anything about eating healthy... and neither could Izuku.

After they finished their lunch, several messages popped on Shota's phone. They where from Tsukauchi. He starting reading, hoping to finally get some news about the blood that he found at his house.

He called Tsukauchi just as he requested. "Please tell me you got a lead or something"

A soft, tired laugh was heard from the other line on the phone "Well not really a lead, but we got some strange results from those blood samples."

Aizawa groaned, not content with the answer "just tell me what you got" he could already feel the incoming headache.

"The blood that you gave me was the same that we found on the case of that nameless informant and the one of the blue demon vigilante"

He didn't like this at all! Things were starting to get more complicated. Was that fox bastard messing with their cases? Messing with other criminals? Did they work together or...?

"What the hell are you saying"

"You're not stupid, Aizawa. I'm saying that they might work together... or they might be the same person. That might be easier for us, as we need to get one person. We just need to get more information."

The hero kept talking with the detective, but he didn't know that his enemy was sitting in front of him, paying close attention to their conversation.

~*~*~*~*~*

Daeril was panicking, even if it didn't seem like it. He mentally cursed at Kitsu in every way possible.

They were in danger. Izuku was on danger!

He knew that he needed to do something and do it fast, but he also knew that he couldn't do it alone and that could cost a lot.

A/N

Well hey! I hope this chapter didn't suck too much! We got our Little Mikumo!!! A little info about our little!!! Mikumo was created just after Inko's death. The trauma he experienced is his mother's death, being diagnosed quirkless and the abuse from his father and his friends. Mikumo also holds all the traits that Izuku used to have before he was put up for adoption, he is loving and caring, he is and absolute fan of heroes and quirks and loves writing in hero analysis book. He is 5 years old and he is take care by Daeril that often makes him co-control to write his messy notes in his hero journal. For now I decided to give this roles to this alters:

Izuku: Host
Daeril: Caretaker/Gatekeeper
Mikumo: Little
Kitsu: Sexual Alter (I'm sorry y'all)
Ryker: Protector (thank you Cheesecake-God DeathlyAmyLee for your suggestions)

Do you think this roles are appropriate for them?