Dr. Ry's pov

As Mr. Aizawa and a now awake Mr. Yamada continued to tell their story of the past few hours I started to patch up the less damaged parts of themselves, when suddenly my phone, Or more specifically- Izuku's and I's strictly work stuff phone- ( Izuku's words not mine), had went off. I set down the guaze and picked up the phone "hello Izu, I'm working right now, your on speaker" Izu was a sort of code we made, if were to say "kid" he would say he was Itsu, but when I say Izu it means he takes on the 'son persona' as he calls it, and doesn't call himself Itsu.
Bold =Izuku . Italics =Dr. Ry

"Hey dad! litsen, so I was getting a glass of water, and I here a thump- wait no it was more of a, whap!- no it wasn't qui-"

"Izuku please just get on with it I'm busy" I cut him of quickly, I learned he has a bad habit of muttering.

"Right! Sorry, anyway you know that small cat vigilante right?"

This catches Aizawa and Yamada's attention. Lucky the two weren't on his case, but they could still help.

" Yes izuku, I've had to heal some of the people he took down, why"

" yeah well.. I think he just dropped a body at our house"

Almost dropping the rubbing alchohal bottle on Aizawa, I take a mental step back and reply. " they're.. they're ALIVE right" emphasizing alive.

"Well yeah! Geez the man isn't some type of monster dad. Well anyways no, it was some purple haired kid, well I say kid but I think that's because he was hit with a quirk"

And now the two pro's attention were fully into the call.

"Izuku, this is serious what kind of quirk. I was called in tonight and one if the villains had a quirk that-"

" made the victim around seven to nine years younger?" Izuku says while cutting me off

Mr. Yamada's breath caught in his throat at the eerily close quirk description

"Izuku. Listen are you able to bring the kid here to the hospital?" Though knowing the kid, he probably medicated and gauzed the kid up by now.

"Sorry dad he had a slight injury that needed some rest so he's sleeping right now. And the quirk that was affecting him already wore of. I wouldn't be able to carry him, you know how short I am hehe" Izuku says with a tint of humor at the end. Izuku knew the other people on the line were the boy's parents -minus the docter- he had hoped to let them know their son was fine without letting them know he knew they were there.

"Ok Izu wait there and make the the kid stays resting, did you get a picture of Itsu Mejia at least?"

" There is a kid basically left at our door step in a Ribbon tied basket, with a note for two random pro heros, and you want a PICTURE"

"I can practically smell the sarcasm rolling of your tounge, watch it or your not watching house with me when I get back."

On the other line I can here a very loud, and very dramatic gasp of either horror, offence, or disbelief. Either way he responds with.

" how dare you! I am offended!" Stopping only for a moment until he continues on a more serious note. " anyways, no I didn't get a picture. Do you want to come pick him up later or..?"

Trailing off at the end, he waits for me to respond.

"I'll have to do that, I'm patching up some pros at the moment" almost immediately I hear him asking/ rambling beyond comprehension about which heros they were and whatnot. I look over to the slighty amused Mr. Yamada and the blank faced also slightly frightend mr. Aizawa and ask, "would it be ok for you to talk to him?" Mr. Yamada nods eagerly while mr. Aizawa stays silent. I suppose now I should stop his ramblings, "Izu..- more rambling-, IZU..- he's totally lost in thought-, IZUKU!" He stops rambling " the two have agread to talk to you while I take care of some things, ok"

"Ok dad!" Izuku says eagerly.

Bold = izu/Hitoshi . Italics =pros. Yamadas pov

"Hey little listener! What's up?" I say eagerly, I could try talk to him about the boy Itsu dropped off, After all it could be shouta and I's son.

"Wow! Your present Mic! I really like your-" the child on the other line gets cut of by some noise. The conversation on the other line goes sorta like this.

"Hey! sit back down, you need rest!" . "Plea.. let... alk.. to.. th.m" . "Fine but you have to sit down" me and sho look at eachother, hopefully that it's our son.

" dads?" I let out a feint choked sob, sho decides to take the lead.

"Hey, kiddo how are you?"

"I'm fine, after that Itsu guy dropped me of here Izuku patched me up and made some spaghetti" I smile, I know that toshi likes to eat foreign meals. Spaghetti is one of his favorites.

"That's nice, what are you doing now?"

"Well I'm kinda just sitting around, he told me I shouldn't move to much. What about you two?"

"Well right now we're in the hospital, after you got taken we tried to fight them, but I got shot and zashi here was taken by surprise and got knocked out" sho explains.

"Oh, sorry.."

"You don't have to be sorry shinsou, they were just some thugs that needed a quick hostage to escape. Ha, guess they didn't realize who we were" shota says with a bit of humor at the end.

"..." Hitoshi stays silent. "Dad, pa, I dont think It was that simple. We should talk about this later but for now you two should rest." His voice is laced with uncertainty and worry.

"Ok we'll let you go, you better rest up as well." After I say that, shinso says his goodbyes and we hang up. Though I know now that Shota is going to want to be on the Itsu Mejia case.

The next day

"Zashi are you ready yet?" Shota asks through the bathroom door.
"Yeah, almost just gotta get my shoes now" I reply to asure him we can leave soon. The doctor is going to take us to his place to pick up shinsou. I'll be driving since shota is hosting a wounded shoulder and mid-left torso.

Timeskip~~ at the dr.'s house 3rd pov

As the three adults reached the appartment, a sort of nervous aura fell on them. Each for different reasons. Hizashi was worried his son was hurt more than was said on the phone. Aizawa was worried his son would reprimand him for being reckless and then forget he was shot and go in for a hug. While the docter was afraid the two pros would find out about Izuku being Itsu Mejia and his medical license being taken away. It was really just the license he was worried about.

"Izuku I'm here!I brought the two pros with me!" Ryfon semi-yelled as he enters the house. A faint welcome back we're In the living room was heard as the three took off their shoes. Entering the living room the two heros see their son and a small boy with green puffy hair, large, yet calculating eyes, a wide scar on the right side of his face leading down his body. The boy, presumably Izuku, smiles at them in greeting and continues on around the house.

A previously asleep Hitoshi is now sitting up and looking at he three with squinted eyes. After a minute of squinting Hitoshi's eyes widen at the sight of his parents. He jumps up majestically and gracefully lands in the arms of his blond haired father...

just kidding it was a complete massacere, imagine some expensive peice of something in the store and there's one left, and everyone's just strangling eachother trying to get it, Kinda like that but it was supposed to be an affectionate show of worry and love, not almost breaking Hizashi's back as he falls, Aizawa bouncing into a wall and hurting himself as he avoids his bowling ball of a family, and Ryfon happy he has barely any decorations.

"We need to talk" says hitoshi...

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Just to be a total dick to you guys. Cliffhanger.

Also I know if you were shot you wouldn't be released the next day. So dont go out looking for a shooter when the next day you have a job interview. If you looking for a shooter in the first place... let's talk... I have discord. I'll be an unlicensed therapist. Just kidding I wouldn't know what to say to your mental injury, I'd be a jackass and say get over it.

So this is Ryfon, I know I hadn't shared his character with you guys. So if you want I will put in a little info chapter on him. As far as I know he's original. I suck at art so I decided to do gacha club.