"Well, I think that's enough-" Naomasa nervously grinned, shimming past Aizawa. "-conversation for one day. Please-" Naomasa waved in a crew of five. "-come in."
Three of the unknown people walked directly up to you and your comrades without hesitation nor permission, they dropped to one knee in front of you.
Shiro leaned backwards as his nose scrunched.
"What the hell are they doing?"
"GPS monitors will be placed around your ankles." Naomasa firmly answered, "Until further notice, each of you are on probation. You will be handed off to your agreed upon guardians who you will live with until your proven as nonthreats to the public and yourselves."
"What pamphlet did you read that off of?"
"Funny guy you are." One of the technicians replied, gazing through his eyelashes.
"I do what I can." Shiro muttered but didn't hide the amused smirk on his face.
Aizawa glanced over to you, knowing you held a similar expression. He realized then, these two men before him raised you. They watched you grow under hardship and walk into the person who stole his heart.
Then, they turned their back on you.
Aizawa furrowed his brows, only being able to grasp a concept of the heartbreak you must have felt.
"Looks like we get an upgrade-" Gray grimly smiled, pulling Aizawa out of his own head. "-from collars to anklets."
"These are only temporary." Naomasa calmly restated. "For your safety and ours."
"Mm-" Gray rolled his eyes as the three technicians placed anklets on each of you. "-I feel safer already."
"Tomorrow-" Naomasa spoke onward. "-you will each be questioned; you'll be given interviews, and you will then debrief us on your whereabouts and assignments these past years while under Shooter."
"Will we now?"
"Yes." You watched as Naomasa went stiff, "If you wish to reenter society then you will."
"Bold assumption we'd wanna do that." Shiro cocked his head to the side.
"Shiro..." Gray sighed rubbing the side of his head which throbbed. "...can you not?"
"What?" Shiro retorted, gesturing to Naomasa. "These mall cops think we are just going to lay down and take it up the ass-!?"
As Shiro ranted, you noticed how the 'technicians' fingers twitched by their sides. You glanced at each of their faces soaking in their body language. These men were not simple lab techs called in to tag you, these were soldiers. From their rigorous stance you guessed special ops, and Shiro was making them fidgety.
"Shut up." You called, turning to glare at your comrades. "You will answer their questions and you'll do it with a God damn smile."
"But-" Shiro pouted.
"Well..." Naomasa cleared his throat, looking to Aizawa before turning back, "...for tonight-" a glittered smile then blossomed over Naomasa's face, "-reconnect with your families and rest. Everything else can wait until morning."
"We are all set." The 'tech' stood after having checked all your anklets. "They are connected." He waved the tablet in his hand, "We can track wherever you three go at any time."
"Mm-" Shiro hummed, "-kinda kinky."
"Your actions will be placed upon your guardians." Naomasa came off as trying to drill this into your head... "Anything you do will reflect onto them, positively or poorly." ...but you could hear the plea in his voice, begging you three not to act out.
Your narrowed eyes glanced to the five men, you wondered what they had planned if one of you gets out of line.
"We get it." Gray groaned throwing his head back, his feet swelled under his weight.
"Let's head out then." Naomasa flashed another sweetly baked grin, gesturing with his arm for the Bullets to exit the room.
"Hah?" Gary blinked but followed Shiro, "Where are we going?"
"You three are going home."
Naomasa's heart sped up as the group walked out the front door, all by standards eyes locked onto them. By the curb rested parked cars, the sun blinded the three Bullets who weren't used to not having their masks.
"Gray!?" A female voice belted; a woman jumped from a parked van. "Oh my God!" She cried running full force over the freshly mowed grass.
"Renata!?" Gray gasped, his chest tightening as tears pressed against his eyes. Shiro was so wrapped up in watching the two collide he didn't notice his brother stepping out of the middle car.
"Shiro." The familiar voice cut through the seventh bullet, his head flipped around, eyes round like the sun, quickly jumping into his elder brothers' arms.
"Are you ready to meet her?"
"Her?" Gray broke into tears, "It's a girl!?"
You turned your head from the fuzzy homecomings, to most this type of moment would have brought a chest full of warmth and tears to the eyes but for you...you felt nothing as you stood, free arm resting in your pants pocket.
Your eyes glanced over to the nearby shadow cast by the groomed tree, you could be gone in a moment. You frowned; an annoyed look flashed over your face recalling the lovely gift HPSC gave you resting on your ankle.
"(y/n)." Aizawa called your name, pulling your annoyed eyes onto him. He held the back door open to his car. Your eyes clearly reflected your confusion.
"Due to your relationship with All Might-" Naomasa spoke up, clearing his throat. "-we are unable to place you with him for he could possibly use his...um..."
You smirked under the medical mask enjoying his uncomfortableness.
"...so, we are placing you with Aizawa." Naomasa rubbed his sweaty palms on his trousers. The unhinged smirk remained on your face noticing Naomasa's uneasiness when he got a little to close.
If you were in his shoes, you'd be scared of yourself too.