Do I regret not paying attention to Yamada-Sensei that day? Yes, I completely do. Because now I'm currently sitting on the couch in the common room waiting for my English teacher to pick me up to do some training with a Pro Hero that he might've said the name of but I can't remember since I was not paying attention. In my defense he was rambling quite a bit that I just assumed he was saying some random nonsense, but I suppose it was important now. I can't take back me agreeing to this whole ordeal no matter how much I want to. Though now that I think about it, I probably don't have a say in it anyways. I mean I'm the one getting free training from a Pro Hero, it's not like it's internships either where the Pro picks the students they want, my teachers picked this Pro based on my quirk and apparently personality. I swear it's just Yamada-Sensei hyping himself up. I don't mind though, he's my favorite teacher so the experience will be fun except the whole him having a yelling quirk and stuff. But he's the only Pro I can think of who has a similar personality to me. I don't mind whoever it is anyways, as long as it's not Endeavor I don't care. Plus it gets me out of the dorms and I'll be able to work on my quirk. I won't be behind the class anymore. This will be good for me. I just know it.

Yamada-Sensei told me to wait for him after school though he never specified when and where. So I just walked back to the dorms and got dressed in clothes other than school uniform and decided to wait for him here. If I needed my hero costume he would've told me right? Hopefully. 

I sent a quick text to Aiko telling her that I wouldn't be able to make it to dinner today. Though with her cooking I am perfectly okay with that. Full offense to her but her cooking is horrendous and I'm surprised the kids have survived for this long. They're probably living off of her sandwiches. Though I was told that Toshi is aiding her with cooking now and it is significantly better which is a little surprising since he's a four year old that can cook better than a twenty something year old woman. I don't even know where he learned how to cook. Maybe it was Mr. Eto or Toshi just watched me cooking whenever I took them to the restaurant which even isn't that often might I add. When did I miss this whole chef thing? It's not that surprising. You're never around anymore. I'm shocked they even remembered you.  

*Ding*

The notification takes me away from my thoughts which I will be forever grateful for. I check my phone to see that it's a message from Aiko. She sent a photo of her and the kids cooking what looks to be pasta, but don't quote me on that. Toshi is stirring a pot of what I think and hope is sauce, Sumie and Koji are right in front of the phone smiling since it seems like they're the ones taking the picture, Haru is watching Toshi stir pretty intensely while holding spices in his hands, and Aiko and Kai are cooking some type of meat on a pan. I smile softly at the picture. They seem to be enjoying the time they spend with Aiko. Better them with her than you. I'm glad.

*Ding*

The next thing I see is a blurry picture of a panicked Aiko trying to put out the fire on the pan while the kids just smile at the camera unfazed. I'm guessing this is a normal occurrence. I start chuckling. I love those kids so much.

"What are you smiling at Dunce Face?" With the nickname I would've assumed it was Bakugou talking to me, but I know him and Kirishima are off somewhere "studying". The feminine voice gives it away. Jirou.

"I-i I w-well-" I guess I can't even smile here now. Things have changed between me and Jirou ever since she lashed out on me. Even though she said sorry for what she told me, she keeps getting aggravated whenever I do something. The other day she said my heart was beating too loudly after training, which didn't make sense since wasn't everybody's heart beating fast too?

"Save your useless excuse for someone who will actually listen to you. I don't have time to waste like that. I just came here to tell you that after talking some sense into Momo, she won't be making that doll for your supposed sister." She's been acting like this for a while and I don't know what to do. I've tried apologizing and that does nothing. I even tried asking Momo but she just looked at me in pity before walking away. I just don't know what I did. I could fix it if she told me. 

"O-oh o-okay then."

"She can't be using her energy to be making pointless things for everyone especially when they could just buy it themselves. There's more important things she could be making. We are training to be heroes after all. You understand, right Denki?" For the first time in a while she smiles at me. It's not the usual frown she gives me, but an actual smile. I can't help but reciprocate it. 

"Yeah. You're right, I understand." Her face immediately turns into a scowl as she walks away.

"Surprised an idiot like you actually realized that. I guess that's one of the things you're good for."

She's right

Is she?

You can't take care of the kids and you want to actually think that she's lying

You're right, I'm sorry

You better be

"Kaminari?" I jolt at the feeling of a hand on my shoulder. I look up to see Yamada-Sensei in his normal clothing and his hair in a bun. When did he get here? 

"You okay there little listener? I tried calling your name and your phone earlier but you didn't answer." I look down at my phone to see the missed calls from him.

I groggily look back up at him. Maybe I shouldn't have stayed an extra hour for work. It left me with only an hour and a half of sleep. Not a good idea. I groggily look up at my teacher and give him a tired smile. "Yeah I'm doing great! Just spacing out a bit."

He frowns at me before picking his smile back up. He leads me as we walk out the dorms and into the school's private gym. You're only allowed in once you've gained teacher approval, even then most of the approved students are 3rd years. So I would've never guessed that he'd take me here. 

"Are you ready little listener?" Yamada-Sensei looks back at me with excitement. Isn't he just training me? 

He pushes the door open dramatically to show Hawks just upside down in the air.

"Yo." He acknowledges Mic and I.

"Holy shit there is actually a Pro Hero training me and it's the number 3 hero. Kill me if I'm dreaming."  Yamada-Sensei just laughs as if he knew this was how I'd react. 

"Hawks, Kaminari Denki. Kaminari Denki, Hawks." Yamada-Sensei says as he waits for Hawks to fly towards them. "Don't look so surprised! I did say I had a Pro Hero in mind to train you, and he was happy to accept!"

"Think of it as both of us training. I've never fought against an electric user before, this will be fun for the both of us." He slings his arm around my shoulder.

"Are you sure he isn't just here to kill me?" I look at Hawks for a second before turning my attention to my Sensei. "He is the 3rd Pro Hero. Shouldn't Bakugou or Midoriya be here instead of me? Even Tokoyami?"

"Who's Tokoyami?" Hawks looks at us confusingly.

"A bird."

"I like him already."

Present Mic laughs at us before speaking, "I knew you two would get along perfectly. Now before you two have your fun there are some things I want to discuss-" He starts rambling about rules and things we should be wary of. At first I was paying attention. Key words, at first. It's not my fault Hawks tried talking to me during Mic's ramble.

"That concealer you're using for under your eyes isn't hiding anything." Hawks whispers as he points it out.

"Yours isn't any better." I let the words slip before I could process that I was even saying them. I pause for a moment thinking I've screwed everything up before he replies.

"I'm going to like you kid." I smile at his words.

"Ditto." He unlatches himself from me to stare at Mic. He's still rambling.

"-I told Aizawa you two would be a perfect pair and all he said was you'd be the most chaotic thing he's ever seen. I think he means that with love. Though he told me some of the basic things to tell you. You've heard it before, but still I have to say them. Have fun. Don't kill anyone. And try not to break anything." He finishes his little speech with a sigh.

"I feel like that last part was targeted towards me." Hawk pouts, literally pouts.

"It was." Mic deadpans. "But I can trust that you will keep Kaminari here safe. If he doesn't come back in one piece there will be consequences." He smiles evilly before walking towards the door. He gives us a more sane looking grin before walking out.

There's an awkward silence before Hawks starts up a conversation.

"Soooo who's the shitty parents?" Well that's one interesting conversation starter. He just casually walks back to the center of the gym like he hadn't just accused me of living with shitty parents. He seems like a fun guy.

"Not trying to sound rude here, but why do you think I have shitty parents exactly?" I join him where he's just flying above the ground on his back with his arms crossed behind his head.

"Because of the way you look." He says it as if it's the most obvious thing ever which surprise, it's not. 

"The way that I look?" I whisper back his response as if saying it out loud would make it easier to understand. It's not because I'm still very confused as hell. He's just resting in the air without in a care in the world. I guess training is on pause.

"You remind me of myself when I was younger." He sighs.

"A handsome young blond aspiring to be a hero?" I know it's pointless to avoid this conversation with him since he's a Pro. Plus he already seems to know of the whole shitty dad thing anyways. As long as he doesn't figure anything else out, it should be fine.

"Don't flatter yourself kid. While no, you did not get my impeccable looks." I deadpan as he flips his hair. "Don't look at me like that. It's your loss, not mine. But what's familiar is your eyes." 

"My eyes?" Other than him noticing my eye bags I wouldn't say there's anything wrong with them. Is it the shade?

"They're dead inside. You look like someone who's given up." My eyes widen at his words. "Not exactly something you'd expect from the supposed sunshine happy go lucky kid in the hero course. Then again, smiles are just lies aren't they?" Yeah this isn't fine.

"Mr Pro Hero Hawks Sir Bird Guy."

"Just Hawks would've been fine."

"How can I look like I've already given up? I mean everything is going great in my life currently expect for the occasional villain attacks. Either way, I'm doing way better than what you're implying." I chuckle. This is believable right? No. Well no one asked you.

"Oh really?" He brings himself to the ground to look me in the eye. He's quite intimidating when he wants to be huh.

"Yes really. Did you need me to prove it?" What the absolute fuck are you doing?!

"Take me to your alcoholic father then." Not going to lie here, he doesn't seem like he wants to see him.

"I don't have an alcoholic father to take you to." Yes. Perfect. Lie through your teeth.

"An abusive father then?" What's it with him and terrible fathers? Can't my mom be abusive too? At least be fair with the gender here. My mom could be hurting me too. I should just shut up. I don't even got a mom. 

"My father and I have a fantastic relationship." I cross my arms and smile at him. Two can play this game. What game are we even playing?

"Oh I know. You and your dad must be very close." He smirks at me. He knows something. No shit.

"What are you implying here?" Please. Please don't tell me you're thinking what I think you're thinking.

"I'm just saying that it's abnormal that you flinch whenever an adult comes into close contact with you. I would say that you're like this with everyone, but I haven't seen you around your classmates, though I'm pretty sure you've had a good job hiding that as well." My arms drop from my chest as I process what he's saying. 

"I've been face to face with the League before." He walks a bit closer. I take a quick look at his arms then his face. I can't tell exactly what he knows and he knows that I know that. He's being smug about it. Either he's lying and watching my response or he actually knows what's happening. I don't like either.

"Then why did you just flinch when I stepped closer? Not only did I just mention you flinching, but I'm a hero. If you're scared of the League then wouldn't I bring a sense of safety? There would be no need to flinch. Unless it's a habit you just can't break?"

"I-i." He seems satisfied that I can't answer him. He steps forward a bit more and rests his hand on my shoulder. I don't bother trying to hide my flinch this time. He's right and I can't deny it.

"Don't worry. I wasn't called here to be your psychologist. I am not qualified for that field of work. I'm just here to train your quirk." He pats my head before walking away.

"Hawks."

"Kaminari."

"I can't let anyone know about this. You can't let anyone know." I ball my fists in desperation. How did I let him of all people figure it out. Even if it's not the full truth, it's still a part of it. He's the 3rd Pro Hero for All Might's sake!

"I know. I sort of figured you wouldn't let me tell anyone anyways. I don't want a human taser having the death wish with me. Plus I'm not going to tell you what to do with your life. I'm in no position to do that." He shrugs his shoulder before shimming out of his jacket and throwing it across the room.

"Why aren't you going to say anything to anyone? Isn't this bad? Isn't this where a hero is supposed to be stepping in?" I don't understand this! I don't understand him!

"Well first I was going by a hunch this whole time. You've never confirmed if my guesses were true. If I was to go to the police station and tell them my evidence is your eyes then they can just laugh in my face all they want. And secondly, I want you to realize that you need help. You can't manage this all by yourself. It's a shitty situation. I wouldn't hesistate for a second if I saw you hurt, I would just go straight to your house if you ever came here injured without a reasonable excuse." He smiles at me.

"Why not just tell my Yamada-Sensei or Aizawa? Isn't that helping me and my supposed shitty situation?" 

"That would be something I could do."

"So you're going to tell Mr. Aizawa about our conversation."

"I'm not." Oh I give up.

"You know, you're one confusing bird."

"Thank you. I take pride in that." He stretches his arms out before looking back at me.

"Now come on. Let's start training." Instantly he detaches his feathers.

"Wait you were serious?"

Well this is going terribly great.