I am basing Bakugo's changes, from his meds, on how I felt with my meds. I have severe Bipolar, Depression and Anxiety and the was Meds help with healing, clarity and focus is something a mentally sound person can never fully get...

The difference is literally night and day, and it is the key to allowing therapy to work...

It is not unrealistic for him to become a totally different person as clarity and calm returns from it's long absence...

"So, how do you feel?"

"That's a loaded question." Izuku said, smiling despite his exhaustion. "Hound Dog, Sir, be more specific. How do I feel about what?"

The man beast sighed, but nodded and conceded to his retort. "In general, you've had a rough few days, to put it lightly. A near death experience, followed by a brutal villian attack in which to survive you had to do unspeakable but neccisary things."

Izuku laughed a little. "Underwhelmed and overwhelmed but I am a Midoriya, we sort of invented overreactions, trust me before I had my epiphany I'd cry at the drop of a hat. Sigh... I guess I am underwhelmed by little I am feeling and overwhelmed by the knowledge that I should be feeling a lot more then I am. Does that make sense?"

"It sounds to me like you are still depersonalizing, detaching from the situation."

"More then likely... it was an issue in the past, when I was beinb bullied. I think it's why I called Bakugo Kaachan, a childhood nickname, despite the abuse. I was too... detached from the reality of my situation to really connect with reality, too much in denial to realize how screwed up it was." He offered the beast man a smile. "It's been an issue my entire life, but it's gotten better. I am nintey percent sure I have been dealing with depression and anxiety since I was like ... five? Total isolation and abuse by all of my peers and teacher, mixed with an already overly emotional personality... and well, you get that.

I don't regret what I did, not even a little. I had to save Aizawa sensei, he desevered to be safe, he was worth more then me. It was an easy choice to make, which I guess is part of the problem, isn't it. My inability to care for myself to a certain point."

Hound Dog nodded, his eyes more concerned then what should be possible for his aggressive personality. "Yes, it is a serious issue. You are worth it, kid. Aizawa would strangle you with his capture weapon if he heard that you value his life more then your own."

"Why wouldn't I? He is a teacher of the next generation, and a powerful hero. His saftey means more then one student, especially one without a quirk to pass on."

The therapist actually recoiled. "Damn kid... there is logic there, I can see it... but sigh...this is going to take a while, you need to be prepared for that."

" I am prepared to deal with it, as long as I need to. I am aware my thinking and feelings are faulty. I won't fight you on any of it... self improvement is my thing, it has been for a year and I am trying to change more and more, to be better and better inside and out... it's been a journey, but I am trying, you know?"

"Your mom did explain as much, as did you in your first request to get counseling from me when you applied to U.A. Self introspection is rare and will serve you well, it is actually that, or rather a lack of that, that holds people back most of all. Few can actually evaluate themselves, diagonos an issue and face it like you are. However that quality can also make it easier to depersonalize, since you are aware of what is the problem but your mind knows you can't entirely face it yet."

The boy nodded, stiff and tired. "I figured as much... so, where should we start?"

"Let's start with you childhood, get a better understanding of where this lack of self care stems from."

"I guess from not having a Quirk and my dad all but abandoning us. He works in the U.S. but I haven't seen him in person for... about a decade. He cares, I guess, he sends money to us but... I think it's because I'm quirkless that he doesn't communicate. To be honest my lack of a quirk has been the source of the majority of my issues. I may not mind now, I love who I am most days, I've earned so much power, skill and whatnot... but somedays it gets to me."

Hound Dog nodded. "School is canceled for today, other then you working with at noon, since we changed your meeting with him so you can have therapy on Saturdays as well, and my appointment with Katsuki at One, you are mine for the whole day. We can take as long as you need to address all of this. As much as you can get out by twelve. We really want to help you, so let's get on with this, Plus Ultra and all that."

"""

"You guys! Did you watch the news last night?" Hagakure asks, her tone far too excited for Izuku's liking. As if they hadn't just suffered through something horrific, as if they hadn't nearly all died...

He wanted to hit her, hard, but somehow managed to refrain.

"Yeah," Ojiro replied, looking pleased.

"It was so cool that we got a few seconds of screen time. Though I bet nobody noticed me hanging out in the background," Hagakure says.

"Probably not," Shoji tells her.

"It is difficult to stand out when you're just gloves," Ojiro agrees.

"We're totally big deals. Those news channels love us, we're basically celebrities," Kaminari said.

"Yeah, it's kinda crazy, right?" Kirishima agreed.

It got too much for Izuku in that moment. "Don't be happy we almost all died, it was not fun... it was horrifiying, awful and we were lucky that they chose low grade villians, most of us would have been far worse off had they not done that." He heard the coldness of his words, and felt himself drifitng from his body once again.

It was such a strange feeling.

Everyone gaped at him but before they could say much in response, Iida charged in the class room. "Attention! Homeroom class is about to begin. Everyone stop talking and take your seats," Iida yelled he waved his arms around.

"Uh, we're all sitting," Kirishima says, pointing out the obvious.

"Yeah, you're the only one standing," Sero tells Iida.

"Dang, it!" Iida says as he moves to his seat.

"Don't sweat it," Uraraka tells him.

"Morning, class." The door opened, showing Aizawa, his arm in a cast but overall he seemed fine.

"Aizawa-sensei! What are you doing here?" the students ask at the same time.

"Whoa! What a pro," Kaminari comments.

"Aizawa-sensei. I'm glad you're okay," Iida tells him.

"My well being is irrelevant. What's more important is that your fight isn't over yet," Aizawa tells them.

"Not more bad guys!" Mineta whimpers, making Izuku roll his eyes, why was this creature in the Hero program again?

"The UA Sports Festival is about to start," Aizawa tells them

"Yes!" Kirishima cheers.

"Ugh! Why would you scare us like that?" the students ask Aizawa, before cheering, "The Sports Festival!"

"Let's go kick some ass!" Kirishima yells.

"Wait a second," Kaminari says lightly slapping Kirishima.

"Is it really such a good idea to hold the sports festival so soon after the villains snuck inside?" Jiro asks.

"They could attack once we're all in the same place," Ojiro says.

"Apparently, the administration thinks this is a good way to show that the threat has been handled and our school is safer than ever. Plus they're beefing up security compared to past years. This event is a huge opportunity for all students at UA. It's not something we can cancel because of a few villains," Aizawa tells them.

"Uh, I'm sorry, but why not? It's just a sports festival!" Mineta complains.

"Huh? Mineta, don't you know how important this competition is?" Izuku asks, his voice cold.

"Of course, I do! I just don't wanna get murdered," Mineta replies.

"Our sports festival is one of the most-watched events in the entire world. In the past, everyone obsessed over the Olympic games. But then quirks started appearing. Now, the Olympics have been drastically reduced in scale and viewership. For anyone who cares about competition, there's only one tournament that matters. The UA Sports Festival," Aizawa tells them.

"That's right! And top heroes everywhere will be watching. This is where you get scouted," Yaoyorozu says.

"Sure, unless you're dead," Mineta comments.

"She's right. After graduating, a lot of people join pro agencies as a sidekick," Kaminari says.

"Yeah, but that's as far as some people go. They miss their chance to go indie and stay eternal sidekicks. Actually, that's probably where you're headed. You're kinda dumb," Jiro tells him.

"It's true that joining a famous hero agency can garner you greater experience and popularity," Aizawa tells them all. "That's why the festival matters. If you wanna go pro one day, then this event could open the path for you. One chance a year. Three chances in a lifetime. No aspiring hero can afford to miss this festival. That means you better not slack off on your training," he says, though his eyes lingered on Izuku for a minute.

"Yes, sir!" the students reply.

"Class is dismissed," Aizawa tells them. "Izuku stay back for a moment, I want to talk to you."

The rest of the class seemed wary, but they all left as instructed, leaving Izuku alone with the powerful god that called himself Eraserhead. "If you ask if I'm okay, I will punch you."

Aizawa laughed. " I had my own session with Hound Dog, I get it. He can be abrasive. No, I wanted tot say thank you, you saved my life... and frankly the lives of your classmates. I won't forget that."

"Good... I am happy to help, even if everyone else was less pleased with me."

The man's eyes sharpened. " Oh, I am not happy that you got invovled, but I cannot deny results. Nor can I disapprove of your resolve... you did good, kid."

For some reason, that meant more to him then when anyone else said it and Izuku felt himself return to his body more fully, a smile etching onto his face once more. "Thank you, Aizawa Sensei... that... that actually does mean a lot."

A warm smile was sent his way. "Expect a hug from Mic, he was over the moon that you saved me... even if your not in his class. Now, go, I've held you up far to long. You have Support classes today, I expect they are quite worried about you... oh and kid, as for the Festival... kick ass."

"Oh, I plan on it."

""

"Oh, your alright!" Mei threw herself at Izuku the moment he entered the support class, her strong arms wrapping around him. " Who would I tutor in the art of making amazingly cute babies, oh you can't die. Your my tester!"

He laughed, embracing her close, enjoying the feel of her body pressed up agaisnt his own. "I'm fine... it's been a hectic couple of days, but I am a okay."

She pulled away. " I'm glad, no one here really challenges me, so you have no choice but to live."

"I am glad you see it that way... so, I have some ideas for new babies. When we were at the USJ, I was at a huge disadvantage without my Escrima sticks... so I wanted to make some more support weapons, one inspired by this idiot Mineta and a few to deal with Fire and Ice... I plan on dominating at the Sports Festival, so we need to study chemistry, biology and more to make me really dangerous."

Her smile was wicked, sexy and fun... and very scary. "Oh, are you trying to seduce me with the promise of new babies? It's working." She kissed him hard on the mouth, feeling his muscles with her other hand. Was he stunned, hell yes he was, but he took it well enough to not overly freak out. "Come on Izzy, let's go wild... to prepare for the Festival, our regular classes are being cut in half, so we have more time in the studio. They will be delivering us food so we can work on things. Let's go wild."

Excited, he followed her to their seats. "I have this idea for a foam that expands and traps people, something that is hard to get out of but can dissolve for quick capture of stronger foes without hurting them. Something resistant to heat or a lack there of, that way I can deal with people like Todoroki. I haven't seen much of his power, but the others seemed impressed by it. Apparently he dominated the training exercise after I was nearly killed by Bakugo."

"That would be hard to manage, but fun... let's work on your chemistry, we want to make something viscous enough to hold onto someone but able to be broken down so they can be safely captured... that is going to be hard, but fun. Any other ideas?"

"A few others actually... A bomb, smoke and sound based... nothing to extreme as to deafen people or hurt them, but to give me an edge in the cover. I need to work on fighting in the dark if we do that. Electric bolos, for capture. Something to bolster my strength maybe, though that might take too long to make since it would have to be highly mechanical and would be far beyond me... a thought for later. Any ideas yourself?"

"Oh so many, like a pepper spray bomb for disarming people, something noxioius to knock people out... oh so many great ideas, we are going to make the cutest babies."

"I am sure we will... but I think class is about to start, so let's focus for now... and then destroy everyone later."

"""

"Wow, this is unexpected." Izuku felt shy and exposed, looking at half of his class waiting in the gym. " All to train with me?" Kirishima, Tsu, Iida, Uraraka, Hagakure, Jiro, Yoayorozu, Shoji, Ashido and Sero were all waiting for him, all chattering excitedly.

Kirishima, who was standing and talking to an excited Tsu, nodded as he turned to him. "Yeah man, you destroyed the villian and you are the best fighter in our class. Why wouldn't we want to train with you, besides we all red the reports you did on all of us. They were amazing, but we wanted to see what you could help us with in person."

"Sure... I guess we should start with general spars, so I can get a good idea of your powers." That he would also be able to plan on how to beat them in the Festival was only an added bonus.

The red haired boy beamed. "That sounds great, me first!"

"Awesome, Tsu, Iida and Uraraka, you start your exercises, lead the others through the basics... of Parkour or Judo, either or is up to you." Walking away from the powerful boy, who earned third place in the Entrance Exam with his powerful quirk, Izuku fell into his stance. "Show me what you got, handsome."

The other boy hardened his arms and charged... only to be quickly flipped, slamming hard into the matt, twisted around and held with Izuku's legs around his throat. "Damn, that was fast... but your not strong enough to choke me out, not in this form." With superior physical strength, the other boy managed to pry Izuku's legs from his neck and throw himself away, trying to rise only for a strong fist to slam into his unhardened face.

"Don't give pause, that will always give your enemy a chance to hit you." Izuku smirked at the boy, who blinked back, clearly dazed by his hit.

"Wow, for a little guy you hit hard. I would have felt that through my hardening I think... ow, seriously."

That just made Izuku smirk even deeper, however something became clear to him as he fought the boy. 'He might be the worst person for me, bar Kaminari and Todoroki, his powers make him a perfect shield and devistating sword, he may even be all but immune to electricity in this form... I have to find a way to overpower him, without injurying myself. This will be hard but I think I can manage.'

'''

"How are you feeling?"

Bakugo frowned. " Calmer... I never realized how... chaotic it was in my head til I started the meds. I am still tired, like you said, but I feel more focused. They worked faster then I expected."

Hound dog nodded. "They were made from a chemical not unlike Midnight's fragrance, actually Nox was inspired by her fragrances ability to affect the body so quickly. It was invented to help victims of domestic abuse, by a victim of domestic abuse. They work far quicker, allowing treatments to be carried out quicker, it used to take months for some medications to take effect. These only take days, as you've noticed."

Nodding, the explosive boy looked at his hands. " I still feel like me, just more... calm, more at ease. It is like there was always this noise, like a static of rage and anxiety and judgement. I never noticed because it was whitenoise, always there but now that it's gone the quiet it deafening."

"A good comparison, ruff, and one that I am glad to hear. I hope it makes progress smoother for you. You are being allowed to participate in the Sports Festival, so we would rather you be of a more sound mind."

" I hope to impress... and show that I can be number one... or that I am number one... that dream feels more hallow now, knowing what I did... and being able to see it more objectively, it is like looking at another person's life. Like I was told about it, rather the experiencing it."

" That is actually rather normal for IED, and many mental disorders."

"Oh... that's good... I was worried." Bakugo sighed. "My mom still won't look at me in the face, my dad keeps on leaving the room when I am in it. When do you think that will change? I ... I really am repentant, I know what I did was wrong but it feels like another person did it, rather then me... if that makes any sense."

The massive beast nodded. "It makes perfect sense, and I am glad you feel that way... but why are you repentant?"

"I... I guess because I know it was wrong... the injuries, I guess I never made the connection between my powers and the pain I caused, like it was there fault for being weak rather them my fault for being abusive. The connection is there though, and I... I don't want to be that monster any more. I have been having nightmares, of myself... of what I was like... of what I could easily become without these meds. You can't understand how different they make me feel, how clear my head really is..."

"Oh but I can, I take a variet of Nox as well." Bakugo snapped up, looking at the amused eyes of his therapist. " I have for years actually. My Quirk causes increased aggression, as I suspect yours does. It doesn't stop me from going into rages, but it mitigates the majority of my rage and allows me to be calm enough to help my kids. I would be a menance to society without them, trust me."

"I... I get that..." He felt tears at the corner of his eyes. " So about my parents, I mean I don't miss the Old Hag and the Old man or anything but..."

A sigh ruffled his hair. "They are in shock, they never viewed you as you were... they were in denial I think. It will take time, as they adjust and so do you... all I ask is that you are open with me on how it feels to be so isolated. I know it is affecting you, you do not have to hide that from me."

Bakugo just nodded, his hands shaking as he tried to ignore the pain that came with his new reality... and the new awareness that he felt. In some ways it was more of a burden this his agression ever had been... in a way he missed how he used to be, no matter how horrible he had been.

Cruelty had been a shield agaisnt the world, and without it he felt raw and open...

And he hated it, no matter how much better off he was.

"""

Chapter end, tell me what you think in the reviews.

This was... an epic chapter, one I am so proud of...

Bakugo's therapy, and his changes were based on my own. I have Severe bipolar, Depression, Anxiety and so on and this is how meds made me feel though it took longer... mental illness is a bitch and meds are amazing.

Love, your Ninja Overlord,

Mika.