The Analyst

𝚇𝚇𝙸𝚅: 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜

I entered my headspace as fast as I could, finding an email from Izuku's email account.

Dear (Y/N),

I'm here with your pro hero friends and dear God, I'm intimidated. Your parents have shown up, which I know is not a good thing for you to hear, but I couldn't not tell you. Your pro hero friends care about you deeply, and we've collaborated on a plan to get you out. We don't know where you are, or who you're with, or if you're getting these, but we love you, and we want you home.

I read through the rest of the email.

"My friends are geniuses." I whispered. Tomura shifted in his sleep, making me freeze. After several moments of silence, I continued reading.

Chiharu is updating the masses on only what we want them to know.

This may be out of line, but Temperature, Todoroki, weird ass, whatever you call him, he's creepy as fuck. Your dad threatened him after he said some of us were very close to you, and he just calmly said he was in love with you.

He said it so nonchalantly, like, 'Oh yes, today I went along and picked some daisies and went grocery shopping, confessed my love for someone, folded laundry, normal things!' WTF.

Anyway, I digress, you know I use comedy as a coping mechanism. We all miss you dearly.

STICK TO THE PLAN BITCH

WE LOVE YOU

WE MISS YOU

Come home soon.

Please.

With love,

Daichi and the pro hero's

I smile at his email, leaving the headspace only to see Tomura sleeping soundly in front of me.

My parents are there. I should have expected them to come, but I just didn't want them too. I pray for anyone that has to deal with them.

Daichi's email may seem insensitive, but I know he loves me. He's always using comedy to cope with trauma, so at this point, I'm used to it.

And this is where the plan begins.

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"I don't see how you're helping my daughter. You're all just sitting around, instead of looking for her!" (M/N) exclaimed from her seat in
(Y/N)'s office.

Every hero in the room wanted to scream at her and her husband that they were doing all they could, but they knew they couldn't. Chiharu stepped to bat.

"(L/N)-San, we want (Y/N) back just as much as you do, but we can't really do anything right now but wait." She explained groaning.

"Well while you wait around like bums, we're going to go check into a hotel." (M/N) growls, pulling her husband up and glaring at the heroes, Shoto in particular.

"I'll walk you out." Chiharu says. She walks out of the room behind the couple, every eye in the room in her. They waited a few minutes before she entered again.

"They're gone." She huffed, slumping down in a seat.

"Thank God!"

"I thought they would never leave!"

"Finally!"

"How does (Y/N) stand them?" Mina asked Chiharu in all seriousness. "They intrude on everything."

"She doesn't." Chiharu scoffs out. "And they damn deserve it. (Y/N) flat out ignores them. You know, she didn't even really want to be a hero till she met her teachers at U.A.? They forced her into it because they wanted a hero child. I'm not one to gossip, so if (Y/N) wants you to know more about that relationship she can tell you." Chiharu says. "But in my opinion, I hate her parents."