okay so in this book All might is not going to be a father to deku. The cladd will see Aizawa as a dad. But he will still be an uncle figure to everyone!

Semi-off haitus
And thank you to everyone who has supported me through this... What I can only call my hardest time to be alive. Cause I've only just done my bedroom as of writing this!
I'm starting on your requests!

Toshinori POV
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This week as been strange for the most part. Not in a bad way... But enough to get me worried.
First mydoria won t leave his room for three days
Mydoria cut his hair
And he starts to open himself a little more every day. Plus his confidance is a lot more than before.

But now... I think I understand why the teachers and students gave him the nickname of the mystery one.
Because he never shared major secrets. And when he did? Only to aizawa.
That does make me wonder why he trusts Aizawa even though I've known him for a few months more than him

So when you enter the teachers lounge the last thing you'd be expecting is for him to be sitting in a table in the corner eating lunch with eraser and mic.
Well. That's exactly what I saw.

I was mildly confused. He seemed to be deep in a conversation.
I made my way over. The two heros have me a smile along with izuki.
"Hello toshi-kun!" He seemed chipper today.
" join us. Mydoria was telling us a story on how he got lost in the forest when he was eight. "
"Really?"
" Hehe....yeah.... " he blushed in embarrassment, " well in my defence i couldn't read a map very well. And no one wanted to be in my group... So I was on my own"
I sat down next to mydoria and listened on how he managed to get himself at karma filled situations.

The lunch bell rang indicating that it had ended.
Mydoria looked half asleep.
Looking at Aizawa I saw a look in his eyes that spoke
*if you wake him. Your dead*
And soon enough problem child was fast asleep. Looking at him properly you could see the small purple lines hanging round his eyes and slightly paler than norm compexion.

Some of the other teachers looked over to see all three of us in eternal  panic and grinned.

Some others brought phones out.
I sent them some very colourful language in American. No one understanding didn't help may damn cause.
Suddenly I paused and looked at mydoria again and saw a small red dot on his face.

My confusion caused the whole room to go silent.
I began whispering to Aizawa.
"look. Under his left eye" this catching his attention he looked at the crimson dot that was beginning to fall from the corner of his eye.

In worry we began to wake him. All ready late to teach our own lessons Aizawa shoved me out the door as swiftly as possible whilst he dealt with mydoria.

Third person

All might soon reached class 1-b to help vlad teach some heroics. The nervous look in his eye was disguised by a smile on his face from his hero days.

But it fooled all but one.
A sleep deprived teen looked at the hero with a knowing look. But never caught his gaze as. To not show any suspicious or weird behavior.

The purple hair boi waited until the right moment. And finally managed to  get the retired hero alone.

As all might turned the corner, unaware of the boi following him

"so... What's got you so tense?" shook he turned to see the bushy purple hair.
"how long have you been following me?"
"long enough. So awnser my question"
"it's not up to me to say."
He raised his eyebrow. "is it to do with mydoria?"
When his eye twitched I knew I was correct.
"if the part under his eye has a red smudge don't worry. He must have rubbed his grotty hands there"
"wait... We-"
"last night me and mydoria were messing with red paint. Trying to see what would happen if we kept sending the rest of my class messages out of red paint on the wall... So worth it. "

Toshinori pov

As he said that a sigh of relief swept over me as if I had a lot of things off my shoulder... Shit. I need to tell Aizawa.
" well I must get going! Goodbye my boy. "
I ran as quick as I could to find Aizawa. Seeing him still in the break room I swung the door open quietly.

Mydoria was still asleep.
"paint... Just paint" I weezed somehow not colapseing to the floor.
"oh thank satin... He is such a problem child!"
"ill take him to his room.... You... Take a nap..." I smiled at aizawas attempt to cheer me up.

Aizawas pov

Not so Gracefully, i picked up problem child. To my supprise he was incredibly light.
I looked down at his hand that was lying on his stomach and saw it was dripping with a red substance.

Soon as I reached the doors I rolled up his sleeves to see what looked to be a knife wound.

Who told toshi that it was paint? And if so are they the cause of the injury.!?