Two days passed before Recovery Girl deemed it safe to remove Izuku's cast and bandaging. Soon after that she left but not before she had given the both of them a swift tongue lashing, warning them to 'never do that again' or 'by Jove I'll leave you to heal naturally, that'll teach you'.
Now that he had free movement in both arms, Izuku felt he was positively brimming with energy that he just had to use somehow.
As luck would have it, the next morning as he came out of his room he barrelled straight into Kirishima's side, knocking them both the floor. As soon as Izuku saw who he was now straddling his face lit up in a frankly rather frightening smile that sent shivers down Eijirou's spine.
"Hey Kirishima, you're a dragon."
"Uh, yup."
"So that means you're strong right?"
"I guess so."
"Fight me."
"Whaaa?!" Kirishima's face scrunched up in confusion.
"Fight me."
"I-uh-don't think that's a very good idea." The confusion quickly shifted
"Oh come on please." Midoriya pleaded, pouting slightly as he leaned towards Kirshima's face, staring into his eyes.
"We really shouldn't." Kirishima looked anywhere but at Izuku's face
"Fightmefightmefightmefightme." Izuku began to bounce.
Kirishima sighed. He could already tell that he was fighting a lost battle. Midoriya's eyes were shadowed but even then Kirishima could see the telltale glint of a predators gaze.
"At least not here."
Izuku's face clouded with confusion and his head tilted to the side, not unlike a curious puppy.
"The training grounds."
Realisation dawned on Izuku and Kirishima could almost see the faint outline of a lightbulb blinking into life above his head as cogs clicked into place in his brain.
"Oh, that makes sense." Izuku replied. He then sat back onto Kirishima's legs and looked at him as though he was expecting him to leap up despite the weight on his legs.
"You-uh-might want to get off me now." Eijirou asked, blushing slightly.
Izuku's cheeks soon joined in with their own scarlet flush of embarrassment as he stuttered out an apology and practically launched himself of Kirishima.
Kirishima followed on, standing slowly and then turning to lead Izuku down one of the halls towards the exit that led to the training grounds.
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"Fucking hell!" Katsuki yelled as he stormed down the hallways searching for Izuku. He'd checked every single corridor and most of the rooms, interrogating many of the staff who quivered in his presence, but none of them seemed to have seen the green haired man. Midoriya was either constantly moving around the castle without Katsuki noticing or he just wasn't in the castle. But where else could he have gone? He had said that he was required to stay with Katsuki until someone 'rescued' him, not that he would need any help with getting out of he wanted to.
Katsuki froze.
What if that was what had happened?
What if some idiot knight had snuck in during the knight and swept Izuku away without him noticing?
Sure Izuku's belonging were still in his room. But if your trying to make a stealthy exit would you really take anything but the essentials.
Katsuki thought back to the day Izuku had arrived and the mountain of luggage that had been piled up behind him. He definetely would have noticed if somebody had tried to sneak that monstrosity out of the castle.
Katsuki crouched, cape pooling behind him, and put his hand to his mounts in thought.
What if he really was gone?
I mean, what if?
Katsuki grabbed his hair and violently shook his head.
So what. Why should he care if the nerd had left? That's just one less nuisance around the castle.
—:—:—:—:—
Mina was also searching for someone.
She was in fact looking for Bakugou to ask him why half of the staff were lying unconscious around the castle, from fear she guessed.
When she found him he was, oddly, sort of half curled up at the edge of the corridor with his limbs all twisted in random directions, grumbling to himself.
"Great," she thought to herself. "He's finally lost it"
Cautiously, Mina crept over to the mumbling pile of demon king, bent over and ever so gently prodded it with the handle of a feather duster.
Immediately, Katsuki's head jerked up and his eyes focussed on Mina's face.
"Where's Kirishima." And then without waiting for her to reply. "I'm gonna fight him."
Mina looked at him, slightly concerned, and gestured vaguely in a random direction.
"You'll have to make a queue, he's already sparring with Midoriya in the training grounds."
Katsuki's eyes widened slightly and then his pupils narrowed into slits. He untangled his limbs slowly an began to stand, straightening up to his full height with murder in his eyes.
"Those utter bastards" he growled and shut of down the corridor leaving a vaguely bemused Mina in his wake.
