บท 5: House
(Y/n) pov
I waited outside Nezu's office for about 10 minutes now. 'Ah, this is so boringgggg! What are they even talking about? Whatever, I couldn't care less.' I fell asleep for a while.
It was short-lived because a second later (or at least it felt like a second) Mr. Aizawa came out and announced for us to leave.
Time skip: back in his car
"Um... Mr. Aizawa? What happened in there?" I asked leaning forward in the back seat.
"Nothing," he replied blankly.
"Nothing?! Then why did you guys take so long! I was so boreddddd!"
"Oh shut up your so annoying. Be grateful you're not back on the street right now. Spoiled brat"
'oh... damn well ok. I guess you're right. Why the hell am I acting like this? It's like I different just because I know this is an anime world'
"Yes sorry sir." 'sir? I feel like that is even worse!'
"You wanted to know what we talked about, yes?" Mr. Aizawa asked turning his head slightly to look at me while driving.
"Uh yes please."
"Well, you can't stay on the street and your power is of great use to us. You could be very powerful and become a great hero one day. That being said, it seems as though you've never used your quirk or quirks before correct?"
"Yeah"
"So I will train you until it is time for the entrance exams. I'll be your legal guardian as well. Are you ok with that?" He asked looking back at the road ahead of us.
'Did I hear that correctly? DADZAWA?'
"Yeah whatever." 'AH WHAT DID I JUST SAY?! WHATEVER?! I'M SO STUPID!'
"Ah... I mean yes thank you. But um, will I be staying at your house. Not to be rude but, are you up for that? If I'm being honest I don't think you would actually want me there, I feel like your more of the silent solitude type." I chuckled a little but then quickly shut up not knowing how he'd react.
"Well, you've got that right. I would rather train and that with me than have all your potential go to waste out there on the street. You'll only be staying with me for a small amount of time until we can find you a home or apartment of your own. For your safety as well as other heroes. Do you understand?" he asked as we pulled into his driveway.
"Yes," I said plainly as I opened the car door and stepped out. This was the first time I had actually seen his house. The only other time I was here I was brought by Mr. Aizawa unconsciously.
As soon as the car was on the driveway. (Y/n) could already see the house.
It was huge. The structure was a mansion by itself and had a large fence surrounding the perimeter that seemed to carry on forever. The roof was black while the majority of the house was built out of grey bricks and stone, to give a more rocky and natural feel to the exterior.
I stepped out of his car and looked at the massive mansion in front of me. 'Geez... why does on man need this big of a house? Maybe he has a training room, or a pool, maybe even a spa! I could honestly see him having all of those...'
I seemed to have zoned out because Mr. Aizawa was already at the door. I rushed to catch up as we walked in through the door. I was greeted with a warm breeze coming from a gas fireplace built into the far right wall. Above it was a 100 inch tv and around it were a few chairs and a giant couch.
To the left was a dinning table, a few wooden chairs, and a china cabinet. The wall straight in front of we was taken up by a huge window with a glass door in the middle. Behind it seemed to be a training ground with different terrains and buildings all around inside.
Next to the fireplace was a hallway leading into the kitchen and bathroom. Next to the china cabinet was a hallway leading to bedrooms and a staircase leading to the second floor.
"See that hallway on your left." Aizawa pointed.
"Yes?"
"Go down there. The third door on your right is your room. Do whatever you want until diner but stay in your room. I'll come to get you when it's ready." He said walking the other way towards the kitchen.
"Oh yes ok then, thank you." I said and made my way to the room.
When I opened the door I was met with the familiar walls and bed that I had woken up to this morning. 'Hmmm... if I supposedly have every power and can create and summon things... maybe I can change this boring room by will?'
I closed my eyes and tried to imagine the room changing shape and things inside being replaced and added. Geometric shapes filled my head as they flew around in many shapes, sizes, and colors. A bright light flashed and I opened my eyes. To my surprise, it had actually worked! My room had changed into the very thing I had pictured.
I ran into my room and check around to find it exactly as I had imagined it. I rushed over to my bed and fell down onto it. 'SO SOFT! AH IT FEELS SO GOOD' I got up and examined the room some more. I realized that I had a bathroom fully equipped with a toilet, sink, bathtub, and shower. 'A shower? I guess I haven't had one for a while and it'll feel good too.'
I went into the room locked the door and undressed. I turned on the water and waited for it to get warm but not too hot that it wouldn't burn my skin like Todoroki's scar.
Once it was ready I was about to step inside when I remembered a very important fact. My hair... it'll get all messed up if it touched the water! 'Ah... shower cap shower cap! How do I make a shower cap? Just imagine it, that's what the description said right?'
I pictured a (f/c) cap in my head and closed my eyes. I watched as the colors took shape to form one in my head. I felt something light land in my hand and I opened my eyes to see the headwear sitting in my hands. 'This is really convenient... wait did Momo just make all of her money?!'
I placed it on my head and made sure to get every last strand of hair inside of it. I didn't want uncombable hair when I was done.
After about 15 good minutes in the warm water, washing my body, and closing my concert I stepped out and grabbed the (f/c) towel that was hanging against the wall. 'Huh? Maybe it came with the room.'
I finished drying myself off and opened the door to be met with very, very cold air. Gotta hate that feeling after a shower, you're all warm when you step out of it but as soon as you open a door, BOOM you're in Antarctica!
I walked over to my bed and sat down. 'Shit... I can't wear the clothes I was wearing before. One they are dirty and two... Toga is smack dab in the middle of it. Good thing she hasn't been public yet or sheeesh I would've been in so much trouble!'
I looked around my room and spotted my closet. 'Hmm maybe this came equipped with clothes too?' I opened it and was right! There were 5 outfits lined up for me a few with a different aesthetic but they all looked nice.
I chose (your choice) and put it on. It fit me perfectly and felt comfortable as well. 'Now what to do until dinner was ready? I haven't drawn Mina yet, probably because I find her hardest to do. I guess I could try it now.' I walked over to the desk and as expected all of my art supplies and things I had wanted to buy were there.
I pulled out a fresh sheet of paper and a mechanical pencil and got to work. I found that starting a piece was always the hardest because it was when I feared messing up the most. Where do I start? Head shape of course but after that I have no idea. Usually I would just wing it and see what happens but this time it was different. I felt a warmth come over my hand as it was guided towards the paper. The tip of my pencil met the paper leaving a small dot marking. From a dot to a line, from a line to a shape, and from a shape into a line. Wait did I just draw a line? So worked up for nothing. Moving on, let's try that again.
I flipped over the paper and began to start again. My pencil hit the paper again and...
*knock knock*
I turned towards my door. It slowly opened but no one walked in.
"Dinner's ready come out of your den. I trust that you know the way to the dinning room." Mr. Aizawa called from behind the door.
I sighed in relief that it wasn't someone coming to kill me, which wouldn't be too weird considering where I am right now.
I hopped off of my desk chair and walked out the door. I turned left and continued my path until I found the dinning room with the long wooden table off to the side. Mr. Aizawa was sitting at one far end of the table with a plate of steak and vegetables and another setup of food was at the other end. 'Wow he really doesn't want me near him. How can he stand to be a teacher?'
I walked over to my end of the table and pulled out the chair. I then sat down and stared at the food in front of me. It was amazing! I didn't know that Mr. Aizawa could cook so well. It was a....
'A FUCKING LUNCH-ABLE!? WHAT THE FUCK! IS THIS ALL HE'S GOING TO FEED ME?'
"Do we have a problem?" he asked lifting his head to meet my very, very confused eyes.
"Uh, kind of?! Is this all the food I'm going to get?" I asked pointing to my food.
"Yes," he replied, with a blank expression. "If you wanted better food make it yourself."
"But I don't know how to cook," I said pouting.
"You're training started as soon as you walked through these doors."
"What?" I asked.
"You're. Training. Already. Started."
"Yeah but I'm not doing anything."
"I said if you wanted food then you would have to make it, yes? When I opened your door I realized that the whole room had changed so I assume you used your 'imagination' quirk to change it illegally " Mr. Aizawa said, whispering the last part.
"So you can make objects but things that used to live, organisms, food. Have you tried that yet?"
"No, I haven't."
"Well, you are going to now. So make your own food."
I looked at him then back at my food a couple of times. 'I know this is going to be harder damn it.'
I closed my eyes and tried to picture the food that I wanted. The colors and shapes started to form (favorite food) however in a more pixelated form. The shapes and colors finally came all together and formed a much smoother picture in my head. Then suddenly I felt my face get wet, like I had been sprayed with a spray bottle.
I opened my eyes to see a splatter of multicolored sludge. I had some on my face, clothes, the table and some had stopped short of Mr. Aizawa's area. I looked up at him to see a blank face showing no emotion. I couldn't make out if he was mad, disappointed, or proud? 'Tch why would he be proud of that?'
"At least you tried." Mr. Aizawa said getting up from his seat to put his empty plate in the kitchen.
"Sorry!" I called after him rushing to clean up the mess with the napkin that was next to me.
Time skip: After dinner back in your room
I walked into my room to see a fresh pair of pajama pants and an oversized shirt (one that I was sure wasn't Mr. Aizawa's) on my bed. I decided not to think anything about it since maybe it was the room that was creating these things for me. I quickly got changed and hopped into bed. The blankets were warm and the bed was super soft and comfortable.
Almost as soon as my head hit the pillow I fell into a much needed sleep, after the weird day I just had I was glad I could just relax. Although, since I shifted I'll just wake up in the morning, but back in my own bed. Back to my boring, quirkiness, aunt-less life. 'Well not really aunt-less... she comes back every once in a while.'
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