MHA IzuOcha Post Overhaul Arc 1 Chapter 3: Waking Up

Third person POV

It had been 24 hours since Uraraka fell asleep watching Midoryia. Shoto and Uraraka had taken turns watching Midoryia as each would take a few hours to sleep and recover, but neither leaving his side. Neither wanting to leave their best friend side because they knew he would need them both. No matter how long it took, they would be there for their green-haired friend.

Kirishima had finally recovered the day before, then at the request of Kirishima, Mina and himself would go to the battlefield. He wanted to look at what happened, much to the complaints of Recovery girl. But his manly will was strong, and they headed out pretty much as soon as he was healed.

[I must apologize now. Eri is not going to be a major plot point this Arc. I have plans for her, next Arc. I promise it will be worth the wait. It will involve a small big three-part, but I intend to write a full chapter about Eri from her perspective or mostly. From that point last chapter to about midway through Arc 2. Once you start reading it you will understand. All I ask is have patience for me. I will get to it. Anyway, hope you enjoy the chapter.]

Aizawa POV:

I have been sitting here for hours, I have seen the sun rise and fall in my solitude exile. I can't bear to look at my troublemaking student. It brings back horrid memories, ones I would rather leave behind until she gets here. So, I have made myself busy by sitting up here keeping watch over the hospital, just staring out into the city. Trying to feel remotely useful by keeping watch from above.

I hear something, footsteps and breathing. I know them both extremely well. As I turn to look, I feel a soft hand place itself on my shoulder, a hand that I have cast away so many times before. "You all right Shota?" asks a familiar concerned voice, as each of her words reach my ear I feel my heart rate increase. "You have never called me. Not since Shirakumo." She continues, as I turn my face around to finally look at the woman before me I first look at the sea-green hair as it dances in the breeze. The pale skin that matched mine all too well for my liking, but right now I didn't care.

"Thank you for coming Emi," I mutter out, thankful she came as my friend Emi and not Mrs Joke.

"Anything for you." She says as she kneels, moving one hand along onto my other shoulder and a second to start rubbing my back. For the past 8 years I have thrown them off because it reminded me of a time before but now, I just let them comfort me. She has always been good at reading me when no one else could. She reads me like an open book every time. "Something is very wrong isn't it?" she asks, as I now stare into the vast realm of her eyes, dark green almost black always captivated my eyes even though I never told her.

Her usual smile lost, the Mrs Joke smile was always for show. A smaller grin was when she was truly happy. I remember when we had coffee at the same time every morning before work, always that grin would be there. Without fail if I saw that grin, I knew she was happy. But no smile rested on her now, only concern and worry.

I gulp knowing what I was going to ask, after all this time. After everything, all the denying, the avoiding and the silence between them for eight years. Only broken when Mrs Joke would see him in person.

Just tell her! You know you have too!

I scream at myself mentally,

"Would you still marry me after everything I have done? Could you ever forgive me? After everything, I have done to hurt you? Even after his death, after I pushed you away with everyone else?" I ask before my head falls from her gaze to instead stare at my knees and the concrete bellow which suddenly became far more interesting than her face. I can feel my cheeks warming up, but I had to at least ask. I hate it, even after he is gone, he was so right about everything especially Emi. "My students, it happened to them. I watched myself pull Shirakumo out of that building again. But I was watching like they did back then. I couldn't do anything. I didn't stop it."

"No.," she says defiantly as she pulls my head up from my knees to stare into the vast space which are her eyes. I feel the life slipping from me, I feel lost again. The same feeling, I felt after I lost Shirakumo. "I won't forgive you. Because that would require me to say you did something that requires forgiveness. You never did need it." She says as I see a spark, a spark deep within the void of her eyes. My heart skipped multiple beats while she spoke and are still skipping beats as she pulls herself closer.

"I can't do it anymore," I say as she leans my head onto her soft shoulder, it comforts me as it did many years ago, it feels like I had never left. "After the isolation, the loneliness and the guilt. I thought I would teach students to be better so that they never got into an experience as Shirakumo did. Where I had to carry his limp body out of the building." I stop as the memory return,

Heat brushes against my skin, my arms weak with the burden of my sidekick in my arms. I look down to see the black-haired boy, eyes shut tight, his costume torn. Bullet holes riddling every part of his body. The blood as it falls through my fingers, as I carry him bridal style from the burning building. As I exit the building it hits me, I fall to my knees to see all the emergency response people just standing there watching me. "Please somebody! Anybody help him!"

The memory ends as I start to shiver as if I had been left out in the snow. But something warm is there, I remember Emi's arm and that grin. The grin I fell in love with all those years ago. As I return to reality, I realize I feel safe.

"You shouldn't be the one to apologize. I should be!" Emi says a little energetically slightly letting her Mrs Joke out. "I left you alone when you asked. I knew you. I knew what you were doing. You were hurting so bad and I did nothing. I should have forced you." She says as she pulls me closer. "Never again. I am holding onto you. Never will I let you feel pain alone. I am going to do what I should have done eight years ago."

I feel tears start to form in my eyes at those words. Knowing I won't have to feel pain again, I may finally sleep without the nightmares of that night. I may be all right. Then I feel a warm touch on my cheek as the woman with sea green hair wipes away my tears.

"No more! I will never let you be alone again. Never again" She whispers.

Izuku POV:

[Isn't it funny that this is an Izuocha story and I haven't done an Izuku POV lol. Well better late than never. Also, quick side note. Italics will be used for his mumblings, if I add speech marks halfway through a thought it is him starting to think out loud. You will catch on quick I am sure. So sorry for some weird punctuation during the mumblings. Also, now I feel like this is mumbling, Izuku is rubbing off on me!]

I feel pain, but I have nobody all I can see is darkness. Then I hear crying. Sobbing, it sounds sad, like someone is dying.

Did I fail?

"Deku, shhhhhh. No one is going to hurt you now." Says a familiar voice, I hear that accent. The only girl I know to have it. Uraraka.

Why is she telling me to?

Then I feel it the gashes in my arm, the pain comes rushing back, fluid like blood in my veins. Flowing up and down throughout my entire body. It hurts so bad. It all comes back like a bad dream, Eri lost control, then Overhaul attacked, and I was screaming in pain. So much pain.

My eyes snap open.

The first thing I notice is how white the roof of this place is. Then it strikes me, I am in a hospital.

Recovery girl is gonna kill me!

I mentally scream until I feel something grasping my hand, something soft, something kind and something I never thought I would feel in my life. As I go to turn my head, pain rushes through me like blood in my veins. Every tiny movement I make lets off a thousand little fireworks under my skin. Then I notice a weight on my hand.

It's probably my mum. Oh, I will have to apologize for this again. I think until my head can finally see the person holding onto my hand, not just holding grasping on. As if she was holding on for dear life. It's Uraraka! Oh my god oh my god, a girl is holding my hand, holding my hand, wait what does this mean? Does it mean anything? Is this normal? Is it abnormal but normal for her? What if this is just abnormal? Why is a girl doing this? What if she was asleep and did it by accident and I accidentally grabbed it and she thinks I'm weird! What if I am weird? What if she hates me? What if she did it? Are we still friends? Am I dead? Is this a dream? Is this a dream death? Am I going to die?

All rush through my head all the while I feel my face turn pinker and pinker with every question I ask. I feel at least I am some sought of a distant cousin of a tomato slightly paler but similar at this point. After what feels like a couple of hours of mumbling I manage to turn my head away not wanting to wake her up.

My vision turns to see Todoroki, my half red, half white-haired friend asleep in a very green armchair. I am so happy he came to see me, but also extremely guilty that I worried him. With that last thought, I turn my head to see a clock up on the wall behind my asleep friend and I am stunned.

Two days!

I mentally scream. I then realize that they must have been here for that long after the battle and that's what breaks my dam, that guilt feels like it just took a hammer to the dam in my eyes and smashed the dam and so I start crying. Loudly. All my emotions flowing out, fear, guilt and sadness.

I remember Eri I held in my arms before I was attacked by Overhaul. I don't remember being able to block the attack, she must be dead.

I cry and cry, letting waterfalls escape, feeling guilty for probably waking up my friends but I can't stop I failed to save that girl. I failed to wrap her up in that cape and tell her it will be all right.

"Deku!" yelps a half-asleep Uraraka, as I turn to look at her my vision blurry from the streams of tears, I see her eyes widen like an owl and she pounces like a tiger onto me. "Deku shhhhh. Don't cry its ok. You are alive. Shhhh. I was so worried." She says as she hugs me. This hug is like nothing I felt from my mother, it feels so different. It feels like happiness and safety.

Wait she is hugging me? Hugging me?

I repeat in my brain until my brunette friend says something, "You saved everyone. You saved that girl. You saved us all. But you scared me. I was so worried I would lose you. You became the hero I know you could be." At this my tears stop, I don't care I have become a tomato at this point out of embarrassment of my best friend, no the girl I have had a crush on for a while is now hugging me no holding me.

"I was so worried I didn't save Eri," I mumble out as my brain reboots and moves my arm to her back to hold onto her. I then see Todoroki from the armchair, his eyes are open, and he has a grin on his face. That is what breaks me, I feel blood rush straight to my head. I feel my inner Tomato take control of my face.

"I will tell Recovery Girl and the doctors you are awake," Todoroki says as he stands, winks at me and then proceed to leave as if this was a normal occurrence.

"You saved her, you took the attack from Overhaul with your arm, saving that little girl from the attack." Uraraka cries out as I notice some wet bits on my shoulder where her head is now resting.

"Don't cry. I am," as I go to finish my sentence, I remember pain, yeah that thing. As I grit my teeth refusing to scream out in pain. But my best friend notices jumping off me as quickly as she leapt onto me.

"I am sorry. I didn't want to hurt you. I just wanted to be here when you woke up. I couldn't let you wake up alone after all the pain you suffered." Uraraka says tearing up again, ruining her beautiful face by allowing red puffiness to surround her sweet warm brown eyes.

"I am so glad you were here to wake me up," I say, as my heart skips a beat and I notice Uraraka turn at least five shades of pink darker. She then grabs my hand once more and I feel something in my heart, even after it had skipped multiple beats. I have so many emotions running through my heart, but one stands out. Something warm, something like lighting and something of zero gravity.

I think this isn't a crush anymore, I think I am in love.

[So, I wanted to thank everyone for the support, I hope your all enjoying the story. I love writing this for you guys. I have over 400 views on the first part. Makes me so happy, now I wasn't happy with my EraserJoke part at the beginning please tell me your thoughts on it. Anyway, the next part will be released soon so just wait. I am going back to University so it will be slower, but I love doing this, expect one at the end of the week at least. I hope I can release one on Friday and then one on Sunday this week. Anyway, see you guys, and have a great day.]