《tiny todoroki》training???
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No pov:
Young todoroki had woken up and walked towards aizawas room. He opened the door and gone towards the bed quietly. However only hizashi was in bed, aizawa however was sat on a chair in the corner of the room surprisingly awake. He woke up early to check on todoroki but it seemed as if it was the other way round.
Aizawa pov:
I watch as shoto walked towards the bed. I was expecting him to jump on top of them or shout but instead todoroki second guessed himself and curled up on the floor. "You okay kid?" I asked softly. But todoroki panicked and started asking if he had woken me up and after 2 minutes of mumbling he started to cry and asked me not to hit him. This hit a nerve. "Hey hey I'm not going to hit you and you didn't wake me up, neither of us are going to hurt you why do you think that?" His respond hurt "father hurt me but says it's training and I deserve to be hit for getting in someone's way" he turned away from me and faced the floor. I heard from midoriya about this but a child being scared of getting in someone's way or in other words they get hit is just bang out of order and once he's feeling up to it I'll have to explain that more to him."come on kid it's time for school soon, you can go see everyone again and if you like we will go on a day out afterwards " todoroki's face beamed up with a smile. I ruffled his hair and stood up to wake hizashi up then went to find some new clothes for shoto.
Once everyone was ready, hizashi drove us to ua and we walked towards class 1a. Surprised to see everyone already there. As soon as we walked in todoroki was greeted by everyone. I noticed how tense he was and ordered everyone too sit down so they don't crowd him. "Shoto for today do you want to choose who you want to sit by?" He scanned the room in the end asking to sit by midoriya. They had developed a strong friendship and had managed to help each other through rough times so I nodded and pulled a chair up next to izukus desk to which he smiled and talked to todoroki. The class went well with everyone focused and todoroki drawing surprisingly well. But then I realised... it was all mights class today and I don't want todoroki to be left out.
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No pov:
As the class walked towards the training grounds everyone split off to improve their quirks while todoroki scanned the area in engagement. Aizawa walked over and bent down to todorokis height. "You wanna practice your quirk kid? You can do it however you like and you can stop whatever time you want." It took a minute but he nodded and him and aizawa went off to practice.
All might pov:
Wow. Young todoroki is tough for his age. How did he even become so controlled over his quirk yet?I watched as he managed to skim aizawas scarf with his flames and does flips to avoid kicks and close combat. How can this kid do flips at his age?
Midoriya pov:
We finished training early so everyone decided to regroup to go back to the changing rooms but everyone got caught up in todorokis training. I hope he's starting to trust us more now and realise how he doesn't need to go through anything on his own. I never really had anyone but my mum to help me through my childhood but todoroki had no one. I want to be one of those who are there for him no matter what.
Aizawa pov:
The kid was getting slower and more fatigued. I knew at this point he needed a break but why didn't he say anything. "Okay kid, I think that's enough training for today" I said. Todoroki turned to me and said "but we only did an hour, I promise I can train for longer" he whispered ever so slightly. " No kid this is enough, also, everyone else has finished and their watching youuu pointed in the direction for him to look and he smiled and waved to them. I picked him up and gave him a piggy back ride back to the dorms as it was now the end of school. I strolled passed the students not noticing how todoroki had fell into a light sleep.
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When I got back to the dorms everyone had gone to separate places again. The girls had gone to do make up and movies. And the boys were probably off playing video games or anything else they do in their spare time. I placed shoto down on the couch and put a blanket over him. And walked over to the door just to phone someone.
Ring.
Ring.
"What is it erazerhead?"
"I'm gonna have to get you to do some research and find more detail on endeavor"
"Whatever for shota?"
"His kid has been hit by a De aging quirk and is expressing that his father has hit him multiple times and his mother. He didn't not say anything during his teenage year old self however now I know of the situation I now remember seeing multiple signs of this happening. Just to let you know todoroki will not be going anywhere near him until further notice"
"Understood I will send people over to the todoroki home to investigate"
"Thank you"
"Bye"
The phone ended and I took a look back at him. He was traumatized all along and I didn't even notice. I'm supposed to be a homeroom teacher and their sensei but I cannot recognise these things. I was snapped out of my thoughts by todoroki screaming in his sleep.
"Kid wake up your with us not with him" his eyes shaped open taking a gulp full of air. This is when I remembered the times when we went on weekend trips. He always asked to be in a different room, probably because of his nightmares. In other words he could have ptsd...
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