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It was a regular night at Hatsume’s Repair Industries that the story officially begins.

“Okay, I got the last of my list done. I think that’s it for me tonight,” Izuku announced, taking off his work apron that was covered in oil stains from the previous work he did just that day.

At Hatsume’s Repair Industries, Izuku worked as a repairman of sorts under the watch of Hatsume Mei herself. There were many workers that worked on different floors in the modest building. Izuku repaired old androids and robots that were thrown to the side. He has seen too many robots or androids abandoned just because of one simple thing. It ranged from the owner forgetting to actually charge the tech all the way to having to replace the main parts of the android to make it work properly again.

Hatsume Mei was a bit eccentric to say the least. She not only repaired, but she also improved the tech brought in. She would manage to put her own style in a simple robot that was just made to make buttered toast prepared by installing a heat laser inside to shorten the time. If she was left to her own devices to improve in any way she could with no restrictions, Izuku had no doubt that she would succeed in making a formidable robot army.

“Aww, really? Welp! I’m just getting started! Wooh, my babies are going to be fixed up by morning!”

“Mei, don’t stay up all night again,” Izuku commented worriedly.

Mei pouted, “Fine, I’ll just finish these two umbrella helper androids before I retire for the night. You head home, the traffic will be hell at this time of night after all especially since you park so far away.”

Izuku nodded at her words, placing his work apron on the specific hook to hang the clothing. He clocked out with a tired smile, waving back at his friend before exiting the room.

“All of you are going to be so great when I’m done with you. I can fix you up no problem in no time, and I will get to add my improvements,” Mei whispered to the closed wires of the small umbrella android lying down on the table in front of her. “You’ll be working better than before. I’m thinking about an addition to the small solar panels you already have installed.”

*

Izuku walked down the sidewalk, listening to the smooth sounds of the cars passing by him on the street. He looked up to see the bright advertisement signs on the upscale skyscrapers that covered the corners of the crosswalk. The newest android models were being shown on the large screens as he passed quickly across the crosswalk. He could pinpoint the models from Endeavor Enterprises, it was a large android company that competed the most against the All Might Company.

The Fuyumi model was an android made to help out young children, the best jobs that they could do was either be a teacher or a nanny. The Natsuo model was an athletic model that represented an older brother role model that some kids wanted the most. The retired Rei androids model used to be perfect for cooking and cleaning around the house before it was recalled for a certain incident back at the Enterprise that no one really knows the details about. And there was another android that was immediately pulled back from shelves when the android models malfunctioned.

None of them were made for sex. All of the models were just made to act like a family member or friend of sorts to the customer.

But none of them compared the newest model that the Enterprise recently put out only a month ago. The Shoto model.

It was made to be the masterpiece of the Endeavor Enterprise. Shoto could apparently do almost everything that the previous models couldn’t before. They could speak multiple languages as well as sing that the other wishes. It served as a household companion or a friend that watched over your house whenever you are away. He was made to act like a calm guard to you and your house, like your own personal hero if you landed yourself in any trouble.

Shoto has different hair like the previous models. Fuyumi has mostly white hair with red highlights, Natsuo had white hair that spiked up, and the Rei model had long white hair. This model had his hair split right down the middle, cascading done to his shoulders. He had bright red hair and a brilliant blue eye on his left side. His right side had white hair and a grey eye. His appearance was quite breathtaking.

But Izuku knew better, any android like Endeavor’s models was very expensive. Izuku couldn’t even hope to afford something like that with his salary as a repairman. It’s nice to dream though. Long ago, he wished to make androids just like the now retired Yagi Toshinori that used to run All Might’s Company before passing the title to Togata Mirio.

There were androids of all kinds made at All Mights’ Company and other competitors. All kinds that could do so many different things. And they were very safe to make sure that androids were only sold to people who had the best intentions. This rule became very clear after a certain incident happened with a young android model that was named Eri. She was being treated cruelly by her owner that wanted to run multiple tests on her.

Eri apparently sent a distress signal to all nearby androids in the area, and the closest one responded. The closest android that became her rescuer was the Zawa model that was made in the resemblance of the engineer’s husband. Zawa was made to be a caretaker of children, a teacher and babysitter like Fuyumi. But when he received Eri’s signal, he had his protect mindset sent into overdrive, causing him to rip off the arms of the cruel human that was about to experiment on her. As far as Izuku knows, the man was arrested and the two androids involved in the case were placed under the watch of the All Might Company. He heard a rumor that Hizashi and his husband Aizawa became the caretakers of the two androids.

Since then, companies take extra precautions in dealing with customers. Humans are to sign a contract that states if the android is hurt by their hands, they will face charges. If the android doesn’t wish to stay with their owner, said owner will get half a refund depending on circumstances after the company collects the android. And if the android hurts the human without any reason, the android will be taken back right away and be reset. If the human doesn’t feel safe with the android, they will get full refund and the android will be taken back. There were a lot of rules placed to make sure both the human caretaker and the android were both safe.

… He still held hope for that dream even if he was currently working on repairing small robots that often only helped with chores and minimal tasks.

Izuku had plenty of ideas for making an android friend that would be able to be a friend. A friend that he always wanted when he was younger. A friend made for people like him when he was younger.

‘Who am I kidding? There might be an android already made for that purpose,’ He thought to himself as he walked up to the parking garage where he parked his small car. He parked all the way away from his work because the parking garages closer were much more expensive.

He was passing a shady alleyway when he flinched at the bright light that bounced into his eyesight. Izuku brought his hand up to block the light from his eyes, peeking around his palm to see a shiny part of something sticking out of a huge dumpster.

“Huh? It must be a disregarded arm of a mannequin robot. Hmm, I haven’t seen any mannequin with that type of delicate detail on their arms,” Izuku mumbled to himself as he slowly approached the dumpster, hoping the arm wouldn't suddenly come alive when he touched it.

Izuku reached out his hand to slide it against the cold metal that shined from the brightness of the parking garage sign. It was only then when he noticed the leaking liquid from the arm, the same pearl liquid that was a signature of the Endeavor Enterprise.

Izuku’s eyebrows shot up, reaching into the dumpster to move around the large garbage bags to uncover the rest of the android. He grunted while he moved around the items inside the dumpster to get a better look at what the arm was attached to.

And he soon found his answer.

Laying in the dumpster was a damaged Shoto android. The arm was dripping pearl liquid down from a gash right at the shoulder that revealed a piece of the metal machinery underneath. He pushed back the soft hair to notice that unlike the androids shown in advertising, this model had a burn scar across the left side of his face. The red scar was a stark difference from the android advertised which meant that this android was hurt.

Izuku gasped when he realized that the android had more injuries. The android’s right arm was missing a ring finger, and their Endeavor Enterprise approved uniform was heavily ripped to show many parts of the artificial skin underneath.

And it was then that Izuku made a decision that would change his life for the better.

He decided to help Shoto.

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Izuku didn’t back down on his decision.

The light from the parking garage sign is still bouncing off the pristine white uniform on the Android Shoto. Izuku cautiously inspected the android model just in case that they walked up while he was in the middle of checking the model for more repairs to make.

“I have no idea who did this to you, but don’t worry. I’ll make sure you get repaired,” Izuku said softly to the model. He gently wiggled his arm under the android model to lift him up from the trash bags. Izuku gathered up the taller model in his arms, making sure that he had a firm grip on the model. Carefully, Izuku lifted the android from the dumpster to place them on the ground.

The android model stood still for a moment before tipping forward headfirst into Izuku’s shoulder. Izuku froze up when the model landed on his shoulder, steadying his grip on the taller android’s shoulders.

“Why are you so damaged? What happened to you? I wonder what your story is,” Izuku wondered out loud, cradling the left side of the android’s face.

“Alright, let’s get you to my car. I’m up a few levels, but there are not that many people out tonight. But,” Izuku said, taking off his light jacket around him. He placed the jacket on the model, hiding the Endeavor Enterprise Uniform. He pulled the hood over the recognizable hair of the expensive model before admiring the disguise. “Just in case! I want to make sure that no one will be able to recognize you. Alright, Shoto-kun. Time to get home.”

Izuku wrapped his arm around the android’s waist, walking with him to the entrance of the parking garage. He slowly made his way upstairs with the android leaking a small spot of liquid on every three steps. The android’s body was mostly being supported by Izuku as he continued his journey until they reached the floor where he parked his car.

He dragged Shoto’s model to the passenger door to place him as gently as he could into the passenger seat. He tried to do it as gently as he could, but he ended up bumping Shoto’s head against the roof of the car. He apologized quietly to the android that was still turned off as he settled the model inside the car. He closed the door behind them and rushed to the other side to get into the driver’s seat.

Before he drove off, he pulled both seat belts over the two of them. Izuku was careful as he drove right out of the parking garage back to his house.

*

After about a twenty minute drive with Izuku having to push Shoto’s head back against the seat a number of times, they finally arrived at Izuku’s place. It was an apartment building. Izuku went ahead and parked in the residential parking area before repeating the process of getting Shoto out of the car. He had to walk with Shoto to the elevator and then usher him towards his apartment on the fifth floor. He was glad that the elevator was working or else he would have had to drag Shoto up five flights of stairs. The liquid from his wounds had finally stopped leaking out, leaving no trace behind them when they entered the apartment building.

“Home sweet home,” Izuku mumbled as he escorted Shoto inside, letting him lean against the wall while Izuku locked the door. “Okay, now we have to get you fixed up.”

Izuku finally laid Shoto down on his couch. “I’ll be right back. I need to get some spare parts from my bedroom,” Izuku reassured the unconscious android. “I can’t believe I’m doing this right now. Whew. Okay, hopefully I have enough parts to fix you up.”

Izuku rushed to his room to find the missing parts that Shoto needed like a ring finger for his right hand. He grabbed several tools to fix the minor slashes underneath his ripped uniform and the huge gash at his shoulder. He even grabbed a spare shirt since his uniform shirt was ripped. With everything collected in his arms, he made his way back to the injured android.

“Okay! I got everything I need. But if there is anything more I don’t see, I might have to bring you back to work with me tomorrow to fix anything else,” Izuku explained with the ring finger replacement in his hand already. It didn’t quite match the artificial skin that Shoto had because of its steampunk inspired look, but it was the only thing that was the same size as Shoto’s long and delicate looking hands.

Izuku started Shoto’s repairs right away starting with his finger replacement. Izuku made sure to tighten the artificial finger on Shoto’s hand to make sure it didn’t fall off. The steampunk inspired finger was made of an old looking silver that had ridges on the top. The ridges ended in a dull point at the tip of the finger replicating the look of the finger rings sold at some clothing stores. It kind of looked like a little armor for the finger like it was dressed as a knight. It was one of Izuku’s favorite pieces in his collection and he was glad that it was going to be used for good.

Next, Izuku took off the ripped up Endeavor Enterprise uniform to clean the skin of the android, reflecting on how human-like it felt. And then Izuku got to work on fixing the gash in his shoulder. He used anything he had to make sure that the mechanical insides were not tampered with in any way. He noticed something a bit different in his arm because the metal inside looked unfamiliar, but he shrugged it off. Maybe it was just a unique thing that Endeavor had?

Once he made sure that everything was still okay on the inside, he used many tools to seal up the gash. And Izuku dressed the wound with a bandage even though he knew that it was probably unneeded.

Izuku put his clean, spare shirt on Shoto to replace his old clothes. Then, he cleaned Shoto’s face using a simple wipe that Izuku used on his own face to clean up. He made sure to be careful around the red mark that resembled a scar on Shoto’s face.

Izuku smiled as he worked, humming to himself a small tune as he cleaned up his tools. When everything was in his arms again, he made his way back to his room. But he never heard the unmistakable sound that came from an android when it returned back online.

Izuku returned from his room with a small tired grin since it was late at night. He approached the Shoto android again, reflecting on the work he did to fix the small problems that the model had before. The android had their eyes still closed even as the other approached them

Izuku brushed back a piece of Shoto’s hair mindlessly before turning around to face the kitchen. Izuku wondered if he should get a snack as he walked into the small area. Once he turned his back behind the kitchen counter, Shoto’s blue and grey eyes opened up.

Izuku was rustling with the chip bags on his counter, choosing between which one to eat from when he heard something from the couch. He looked back to see nothing, but his curiosity got the better of him.

He put down his chips bags to walk back towards the couch that Shoto was laying on. Izuku peered over the sofa to see that the android was missing from his spot.

Izuku froze when something cold was pressed against his neck. Before he could scream, the person behind him spun Izuku around to face them.

It was Shoto. But his expression wasn’t like anything that Izuku has seen. In the advertisements, Shoto always looked warm and inviting with a small smile or a curious expression. But the android before him looked very cold and threatening as the mismatched eyes stared hard into Izuku’s eyes.

This Shoto was different from the companion android that was famous. Maybe it was the mark on his face? Maybe it was the fact that Izuku found him hurt in a dumpster?

Or maybe it is because companion android aren’t supposed to have GUNS or any weaponry implanted IN their system?! Izuku's thoughts continued on a tangent as he glanced down at Shoto’s left arm that was transformed into a small gun. His hand was folded down towards the ground while his wrist showed off the cold barrel of a gun inside.

“State your name, location and the purpose of why I am here. If your answer is satisfactory enough, I will let you go free,” Shoto’s threatening monotone voice demanded as a familiar click could be heard from his left wrist.