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Eraser Head rushed forward, just in time to catch the limp boy in his arms. He lowered the kid to the ground.

Tenya, being the best class rep around, saw the scene and rushed out the door to help, no one dared follow- they knew they would just be getting in the way.

"Call recovery girl! Now!" Aizawa shouted, trying not to let the panic enter his voice as he slowly raised Deku a bit, Bakugo got the idea and took the teens jacket off slowly, revealing his bare arms.

The two didn't know what to say, but they did act quickly, Aizawa immediately grabbing Dekus' uniform jacket and pushing down on the wound.

Midoriya's eyes fluttered shut as he stared up at the sky lifelessly, he had never felt so weak, so dizzy.

"Deku! Don't you die you idiot!" Bakugo's voice faltered as panic began to overcome him, like it or not he had been worried about Midoriya for quite some time, he didn't know what was going on anymore, and he didn't know what all this meant, everything was going too fast.

Aizawa on the other hand, got a better picture as he kneeled closer to Deku to put more pressure on his arm, he winced a bit as his knee landed on something sharp as he was moving closer, he lifted his leg a bit over to the side to reveal a small razor blade laying on the ground having fallen out of Deku's pocket.

'Could this...be self inflicted?' The teacher didn't want to believe it, with all his aching heart he didn't want to imagine one of his own students getting so low. He had just talked to the kid the other day damnit, how could this happen?! He shook his head, clearing his mind as he quickly snatched the blade and put it in his own pocket. He would figure out facts later.

Help arrived quickly, although it felt like eternity to the two struggling to keep Midoriya stable.

An ambulance arrived, Recovery girl and two paramedics approached quickly, stretcher in tow.

"Right arm, large laceration down his forearm, hasn't stopped bleeding even with the pressure I've been applying." Eraser Head spoke calmly, but he couldn't help but visibly shake as the paramedics got to work getting the ever paling boy on the stretcher and rushing him to the back of the ambulance.

Recovery girl nodded and made her way to the back of the ambulance, "understood."

There was too much chaos going on in the back of the ambulance for Aizawa or Kacchan to jump on too, so they were left with heavy hearts and sick stomachs.

The teacher felt he should address the class about the situation, but before he could even think of doing that he looked at Bakugo, who was also shaking a bit, blood splattered across his uniform.

"Are you ok?" Stupid question, but a simple conversation starter was needed after the chaos that just ensued.

Bakugo grunted, looking down at his bloodied clothes, confused, "I...didn't even touch him, and he was bleeding so much…"

Aizawa felt for the boy, he wanted to tell him what he found, that this might be a very bad situation, that his childhood friend/rival/victim was going through something dark. But he didn't dare let on he knew anything- not yet at least. Not until he got some facts.

"I don't think you caused it- although it is troubling...what happened Bakugo? Why did he start the fight?"

An evident growl, "Hell if I know, I was just yelling at him like usual...I was pissed that he was late for class this morning, he's not one to slack, he's not allowed to!"

Eraser Head could sense the conflicting emotions as clear as day, putting a hand on Bakugo's shoulder he looked the teen straight in the eyes, "He's going to be ok."

Aizawa never thought he would see his most fiery student shed a tear, but there Bakugo was, wiping furiously at his left eye, hiding the evidence.

"Whatever.." Bakugo sniffed.

Shortly after checking up on Bakugo, Eraser Head made his way inside the dorms, the class stood nervously, waiting for an explanation as to why their classmate was now in an ambulance.

The teacher didn't know what to say without saying too much, so he played it vague, "I don't know any details on Midoriya's current status...but I will be keeping you updated. I promise." He knew how closely knit the class was, he wouldn't deprive them of at least knowing the boy's condition. With that he added, "I will be going to the hospital now, no one is to visit until instructed differently. That is all."

He felt he should say more, wished he could comfort his class better than that, but Aizawa was so confused himself. So many thoughts and worries filled his head, what was happening to Midoriya?

He left shortly after making sure everyone was settled the best they could be in that mind filled with unease as he weighed his options. He wanted to talk to the kid one on one more than anything, before he had to tell anyone else. But would that be too risky? Should he tell All Might yet? No- no...he would get facts first.

So with that the gloomy teacher made his way to the hospital, he waited in the waiting room for quite some time until Recovery Girl herself walked out into the semi empty ER waiting area. She looked shaken, like she knew the same information that Aizawa did.

"He ended up needing a blood transfusion, still in shock, he also has a broken ankle- I haven't the slightest clue how he was walking on it. I'm not sure when he will regain consciousness, could be minutes, hours, days- I've done everything I can...but that's not all…"

Aizawa nodded for her to go on, already feeling sick to his stomach.

The old nurse had a grim look on her face as she choose her words carefully, "I believe this boy needs more help than I can provide...I found older scars from battle, those are jagged and defined...the others though, there are at least seventy deep and even cuts on his left arm, at least seventy on his right as well, they are straight, exact...self inflicted."

The teacher was, for the third time in one day, taken aback. "I didn't want to assume anything before i talked to him...but I found this, it had fallen out of his pocket in all the chaos." Holding up the blade, Recovery girl carefully took it from him, holding it close to her eyesight.

"That confirms my suspicions then...he'll be put on a seventy two hour hold here at the hospital until further actions are taken."

This was all happening too fast…"Further actions...such as a mental hospital?"

Recovery girl sighed, "It really depends on the head ER doctor but if I had to guess...I would say so. He wouldn't be there for long, about a week or so depending on his behavior. Just a place to get him on track."

Aizawa took a seat back in his chair, processing all this information was exhausting, he looked down at his own bloody hands- he hadn't even washed up yet, he was too distracted.

Suddenly the doors to the ER's entrance burst open, a panicked All Might huffed as his form shrunk, coughing up a little blood he quickly recovered and immediately came over to the two concerned adults.

"I came as soon as I heard the news from the students, you can imagine my surprise when I showed up to the dorms only to be told by students that Midoriya was in the hospital.."

Aizawa sighed, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner- it's been a little busy, besides...we've got bigger issues than Midoriya's collapsing."

All Might tilted his head, confused, "what could be a bigger problem than a student getting hurt?"

He couldn't sugar coat this, couldn't bear to hear Recovery Girl try to delicately explain this crap situation they were in, so he just said it, "what is worse is that the student hurt them-self to this point."

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