Saffron (Aizawa x Reader)

11) Move on

No way.

"C'mon Shouta, you totally wanted to ask her out." Hizashi wiggled his eyebrows to him which made him throw a disgusted look. 

"Man- don't look at me like that... YOU LIKE HER and stop denying" He added as he looked away and took a sip of his coffee. 

"I don't. She is just a friend I made on this holiday fling and that's it. THAT'S IT" He quickly looks away from the man as he takes in the view from the balcony. Buzzing crowds, loud horns, children's laughter, birds chirping...and soft laugh that y/n- PAUSE.

"You're thinking of her, mate," Hizashi stated as he looked at Aizawa with a knowing look. Aizawa looks at the man with a sudden statement. 
"your face is screaming 'Why did I even think about that', in a matter of seconds." 

Fuck. He should probably stop hanging out with this blonde walking speaker. 

"But let us not talk about this now. You gotta see the case we did the other night." Hizashi said as he stood up from his seat, getting his jacket on the counter. Handing him a file to read as Aizawa also got up to follow.

"Where to." 
"We're visiting an old friend. It won't be long"

It had been almost an hour, Hizashi and Aizawa sat in the van that Hizashi had brought to meet the winged hero. Hawks. Who smugly looks as a cigar rests between his delicate fingers. Another holding the file that Hizashi has shown is the evidence of the drugs from the mission.

"You look into the case of the drugs I suppose. What can I help?" He sighed and looked at the fellow heroes before him as smoke filled the van making Aizawa lean back away to get away from the filth.

"We had also suspected this organization was led by the league, supposedly connected to another organization. Organ Trafficking." Hizashi's voice rings out the hero before him as he flips the file with the cigar in his mouth frowning as he looks through photos of the drugs and papers of contract. And the transportation of those drugs vaguely. 

"...I see you lack information on how the drugs were even delivered." Hawks looks up as he takes out the cigar, smoke escaping as he talks. The rustling of his wings on the van trying to find its place in the space around it. 

One particular picture stood out to the winged hero, a red cap visible yet small, hair covering the small eyes of the owner, a boy with a bag spotted so few yet so consistent.

"I see they still use the same old trick." Hawks laughs as he hands the file back to the heroes sitting up front.

"...elaborate on that, Hawks," Aizawa demanded with a shadow fuming over his eyes, almost as if it was irritated in the stalling. Hawks lightly chuckles as he pulls the dying cigar from his mouth to end its misery, he reveals more. Holding a picture of the young boy. More visible as he shows more features, supposedly traveling to an arcade.

"Recognise him?" Words from the winged hero had made Hizashi take the picture to have a closer look.

"...by the look of his face, I recognize him from the missing poster at the station" Aizawa commented on it as he looked at it past Hizashi's leaning figure. A confused look on Hizashi which Aizawa deliberately ignores for now.

"These bastards are selling kids?'' The irritation of Hizashi's voice is noticeable as Aizawa glares up at Hawks for answers.

"Oh these organizations have done far worse, sure but he's just an ant." 

"....an ant?"

The overbearing atmosphere closed in as the looming figure multiplied by seconds. He struggles to go past yet in the perfect size to slide through the crowd effortlessly, making his way to his destination. 

"They use kids who are underage to deliver the ordered drugs to the customers."

The rough pull of the package from his hand makes him jolt softly. A sniff and an audible laugh were heard as he turned away to grab the shoes belonging to the owner and shut the door behind him to close in the ringing of empty laughs.

"It was perfect. Young, small, traveling even places no adults could. Within these countries who would notice? I mean, he's just a kid."

The looming man would have taken the shoes from his and frantically counted the cards contained within and empty boots were tossed away from the window. Behind was a girl about the same age was collecting them.

"Kids aren't registered in the system, some aren't even in missing profiles like this one. Finding out about the deliveries are less than 2%"

The sound of cards hitting the floor as he punches in the numbers, quickly yanking the given money into his small bag. Not even caring one bit about the surroundings, nor the surroundings giving a single glance. He slips the towering figures yet again.

"If you want to get somewhere, start from the kid. That'll lead you" Hawks's face remains stone cold, unlike the burning atmosphere from the other two men.

"That will be all I can give" 

BANG 
The screeching door hit back to its place as Hawks stood outside, soon the van drove away. The whiff of wind hitting his face as a result making him frown.

"...why are they even in New York.." Hawks mumbled under his breath but sighed as the wings took him to the burning sky above.

"What kind of bastards level are they.." Aizawa said lowly as he put the file onto the dashboard, holding the boy's picture, groaning as he leaned back pinching the bridge of his nose.

"We're going to have to investigate the missing kid and follow where that will lead. We have no information on who the provider of the drugs nor who they have in contact with." Hizashi said.

"Undercover then," Aizawa suggested as he leaned back into his seat.

Aizawa takes a good look at it. The boy did not look over the age of 6 and it broke his heart seeing young ones going around in these scruffy towns just for them to survive. Considering he was a teacher training and watching as they grow, it makes him itch to kill however behind this.

"When do I start?" Aizawa eyed up at the blonde male.

"This evening."  

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