17 Aizawa's Rage!

As Bullet was training, Nezu watched him from a security camera.

Aizawa was sitting in front of him with his arms crossed, he was wearing a tight frown as he said "I told you." Nezu looked at Bullet, who wiped the tears from his eyes as he worked out, he turned to Aizawa and smiled "I know."

Aizawa frowned and said "You did it on purpose?" Nezu nodded and said "Yes." Aizawa was angry and shouted "Why?! Don't you see how dangerous this is?! It could've gotten out of hand! Not to mention what it's doing to Bullet-" before he stopped abruptly, looking at Nezu with furrowed brows, "You did this so that he would lose control and scare himself?"

Nezu smiled and poured some tea, explaining "Shota, you and I both know that the boy can't become a hero. Not only is it dangerous for the boy, but he's also a danger to everyone else. He's unstable and chaotic. I can't, in good conscience, allow him to continue any further. While I can't expel him for no reason, he can certainly withdraw himself."

Aizawa gripped his arms, grinding his teeth, "That's a real shitty thing you did." Nezu only smiled and didn't care, explaining "Yes, however, compared to watching the boy die, it is better that he gives up these fantasies. Sorry, but this correlates to his life and death. As one of my students-"

Aizawa slammed the desk, shouting "But he's not, is he?! All this is because he doesn't have a Quirk, right?! So if I lose my eyes, will I also get told to resign? That boy wants nothing more than to be a hero and if he can't it would ruin him! Forget about his well-being and look at the facts, he's too dangerous to be left alone on the streets! Do you know how easy it is to manipulate his base personality?!"

Aizawa pointed at the screen and continued angrily "Look how sad he is! Do you know how scared he's feeling right now?! Let me tell you, that boy trusts almost everyone he sees! He's so kind that he'll even offer help to someone who's disgusted with him! What do you think will happen if you force him back? Who do you think would pick him up!? With his skills, do you think most heroes would be able to stop him if he lets loose?!"

Aizawa snorted, looking at Nezu with extreme rage, "Let me tell you, what he showed in this activity is nothing! He has a technique that conceals his presence! He could've killed every single one of these kids! And you're pushing him to collapse?! Are you a fucking retard?!"

Nezu simply smiled, "But he didn't, did he?" Aizawa was about to suffocate as he shouted "Because of All-Might!" he glared at Nezu and canceled his Quirk, making Nezu get down on all fours like a mouse.

Aizawa grit his teeth and glared at the mouse, before closing his eyes. Nezu returned to normal and glanced at Aizawa, clenching his mouse paws as Aizawa said "You can make it more difficult, you can send as many bullies as you want, spread as much propaganda, whatever, I don't care!"

He pointed at Nezu's nose and said dangerously, "But don't you ever, ever! Destabilize his mental state again. Pushing him to collapse isn't very heroic, 'Principal'." before snorting as he turned around and left.

Nezu watched him go in silence before turning to Bullet on the camera, sipping from his tea, his thoughts… unreadable.

Aizawa walked out of the office and slammed the door behind him.

Present Mic appeared, laughing "Woaaaah! Someone's angry!" Aizawa put his hands in his pockets and snorted smoke from his nose. Present Mic walked next to him, leaning his elbow on Aizawa's shoulder, saying "Ol' Mouse pulled a fast one? I remember him doing that a long time ago. Remember with Oboro-"

Aizawa frowned grimly, "Mic…" Present Mic grinned sadly, "Yeah, I know…" he teared up and laughed, while wiping under his glasses, "I just miss him, yanno?" Aizawa winced and stayed silent as they continued walking.

Present Mic changed the topic, "So what happened with the kid? Did his deep dark scary second personality cause a ruckus?" as he pretended to be a vampire, hissing for good measure.

Aizawa frowned and explained "Principal tried to push him off the edge. Scared the kid half to death… Doesn't help that he's basically alienated from his classmates…" Present Mic didn't think it was that serious, but was shocked at what Nezu did, saying "What?! Why!"

Aizawa snorted, "Something about protecting the kid's interests… Not wanting him to die, some bullshit." Present Mic was angry, "My own little fan! That damn Old mouse! What's his deal? It's not like the kid is ruining the school's rep! Just let him be, is it hard? He's already getting shit from everyone else!"

Present Mic looked at Aizawa, explaining "You know, the kid this morning… Jeez! He looked enthusiastic, but man! I don't think he caught a single word!" Aizawa curled his lips slightly, replying "I can tell you for a fact, he didn't understand anything."

Present Mic pushed up his glasses and laughed, "Then I saw him counting on his fingers during Midnight's class! Hahahaha! I think you should probably get him a tutor…" Aizawa looked at him, asking "Oh yeah? Who? His classmates won't help him. You're busy, I can't do it, who's going to teach him? Let him learn by himself, he'll get it… eventually…"

Aizawa's lips twitched as he thought of Bullet's literary talent, adding with a sigh, "Hopefully…" Present Mic slapped his back, laughing loudly, "How's he gonna do exams and tests?! Hhahahaha!" Aizawa held his face and sighed with words as Present Mic held his stomach, laughing happily.

They came to the gym and Present Mic shouted "Woah!" Aizawa looked at the weight on the benchpress and sighed. This damn kid… there was a ton on that barbell!

Bullet's veins were throbbing and he roared while pushing up the bar, finally racking it up as he let out a breath, wiping his face with one of the training area's towels.

He was only wearing pants and his boots, the rest of his clothes were on the ground.

Bullet leaned on his knees and stood up, his arms shaking. Aizawa clapped and got his attention, saying "Not bad." Bullet forced a smile and looked away, touching the mask that stuck out of his pocket.

Present Mic walked over and held the necklace, saying "Hey! I'd recognize this hair from anywhere~! You know Lady Nagant?!" Bullet held the necklace and smiled fondly "Mom." Present Mic was shocked silly, shouting in disbelief "MOM!?"

Aizawa walked over and said "She was going to adopt him but she was arrested before she could…" he looked at Bullet and asked "Scared? Mask? Fight." Bullet teared up, gesturing "Accident! Mask Strong! Sorry. Scared."

He wiped his eyes with his arms and cried, "No friends. All scared. Villain." as he pointed at himself. Aizawa sighed and pulled him in, patting his back as he said "No. Hero. Learn. Control. No fear."

Bullet hugged him and cried loudly "Scared!" Aizawa sighed and Present Mic fell silent. Looks like the kid took a big hit. Aizawa looked up at the camera with anger before turning back to Bullet, saying "Hungry?"

Present Mic grinned and spread his hands happily "Burgers?" Bullet sniffed and nodded, "Spicy." Present Mic gave him a thumbs up, winking "Spicy Burgers! Good?" Bullet wiped his eyes and nodded, smiling slightly.

Aizawa patted his head and said "Pick up. Leave. Wait outside, okay?" Bullet nodded and gestured, looking up, "Class? Books." Aizawa thought about it and replied "You. Me wait. Outside." Bullet shivered and looked hesitant, "Scared? Angry. Hate Bullet?"

Aizawa clenched his fists before letting out a breath, saying "Go. Have to. Apologize." Bullet clenched his fists and nodded, "Okay." as he picked up his clothes, walking to the classroom.

Present Mic was shocked, "He… He really looks terrified…" Aizawa clenched his teeth, saying slowly "Yeah." Present Mic frowned, asking "Do you think he should really go back right now? What if…" Aizawa frowned and replied "Then we'll deal with it as it comes… It's not like delaying this is gonna fix it."

Present Mic sighed and shook his head, "Poor kid." Aizawa just sighed angrily. This damn mouse! This set back is too much! He didn't know if Bullet could overcome this… If the rest of the class reacts too violently then…