CHAPTER 9: I Apologize. THIS is The Chapter Where Izuku Gets His Wish

He faintly remembered bits and pieces of his journey to the hospital. Flashes of blaring lights, heroes tying up people, strangers taking him away from Aizawa, and loading him onto a stretcher. He recalled feeling fear and Aizawa's comforting presence immediately appearing by his side.

But somewhere between the stretcher and the ambulance he must have lost consciousness since he couldn't remember entering this white-washed room. Izuku frowned at the painfully blank ceiling.

The blanket covered him up to his chest but he wanted to curl into a ball and pull it over his head to escape the harsh light. The IV connected to to his left arm was too uncomfortable to move, though. On top of that, his body was too heavy to maneuver and he was having a hard time staying awake.

Where was Aizawa? Was he truly in a hospital and not at a lab or something? Was he really saved and not just dreaming?

A shifting noise came from beyond the curtain and a shadow appeared. Izuku tensed as he watched a hand reach for the fabric and pull it away.

Long shaggy black hair. Bloodshot black eyes. A bored look.

Aizawa.

Izuku relaxed in his bed.

"You should be sleeping."

Izuku trained a half-hearted glare at his savior. "It's too white," His voice cracked, throat too dry.

Aizawa snorted and sat on a discarded chair then gave Izuku's clenched hand a squeeze. "Soon."

Izuku nodded then took a deep breath, suddenly noticing the nose tube and going crosseyed trying to examine it - he quickly gave up on it and asked for water. The man reached for a glass and Izuku held great pleasure in being able to hold the cup on his own. He greedily drank and breathed deeply for a few moments before turning to Aizawa, wetting his lips. "Giran... Shigaraki and Kurogiri... Bull Teeth… what happened to them?"

Aizawa frowned. "Your kidnapper is in custody. Bull Teeth… you probably mean Minotaur - she is heading to Tartarus and her underlings, who were outside, are already in prison. Shigaraki and Kurogiri, the mist guy, managed to escape. We hadn't thought too much of the neck brace Shigaraki was holding, which was our mistake. He created a portal under them and they disappeared before we realized what happened."

Izuku blinked at him. "Oh."

"I apologize for wasting the chance you gave us," Aizawa lowered his head. Izuku frantically shook his head and hissed at the slight ache. The underground hero huffed and ruffled Izuku's hair. "It was our fault. But it's not your concern now."

Izuku bit his lip, the reality slowly sinking in. Giran was arrested. Bull Teeth was in custody and wouldn't ever touch him or his kidnapper again - Shigaraki didn't matter now.

"So… what now?" Izuku asked and swallowed heavily.

"Tomorrow you'll go through a psychiatric evaluation. Later, you'll have to give your statement to the police about the past four years and last night, but that is not a pressing matter. For now, your mother is on her way so you'll get time with her before anything happens."

Izuku clenched the blanket. He couldn't find anything to say. He wanted to thank Aizawa for everything. He wanted to cry and ask for his mother to come faster. He was dying to see her after four years and knowing that she was close made him yearn for her even more.

Yet… yet he wanted to see Giran as well. To see with his own eyes that his kidnapper was behind bars ( that Giran was safe ) and couldn't keep him from his momma ever again.

He didn't… he didn't know how to act right now. He had finally achieved his long time dream, so he sort of felt lost.

"Midoriya."

Izuku looked up, finding soft eyes staring back. Aizawa gestured to the opening between the curtains and Izuku followed the hand, eyes landing on a plump woman with green hair in a half ponytail, clad in a pink sweater and long green skirt.

Painfully familiar green eyes widened and the woman slowly approached the bed. Aizawa moved away to let her take the seat.

She seemed afraid to reach out at first, disbelief evident in her gaze. Izuku felt his eyes burn as he stared at the woman, hands coming up in an unspoken request.

Her breath hitched. "Izuku… Is it really you?"

Izuku nodded, throat constricting and letting a soft whimper out. The woman teared up and flew into his arms, avoiding the IV as she held him tightly. Izuku buried his face into the green hair and inhaled the hauntingly familiar smell of cooking and comfort.

She smelled like home. Like safety.

"Momma…" He whispered and shook, tears escaping as he held onto her tightly. He was terrified that if he let go of her, she would disappear.

"My baby. Oh, my baby, Izuku. My baby, my baby," She kept muttering before she pulled back and cupped his face. He melted into the warm and soft hands that wiped his tears and smiled weakly at her. She stared at him in awe and with love, her own tears staining her face. "You have grown so much, my baby. I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you. I'm so sorry I didn't save you."

"Momma…" Izuku's lip wobbled and he broke down, burying his face in her neck and clinging to her as she kissed his hair and rubbed his back, muttering his name over and over again.

His real name.

Izuku.

He was Izuku again.

He could worry about Giran or the tests later. He could worry about going back to school or his future later.

He could worry about everything else much, much later.

Because for now?

"I'm home, momma…"

That's all that mattered.

Fin.

thank you everyone who read through all the journey. I hope that you had enjoyed the ride. I surely did.
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Child Killer, Kintsuki Yama, bringer and Minotaur