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Aizawa shuffled through the halls of the hospital, a heavy feeling of dread encapsulating his soul. He should have checked in with Midoriya and Uraraka, now she's in urgent care and he can't find the other one anywhere. This day was just too much for him to handle, god he wished he could sleep.
Today had not been the best of days. Yes - Eri was safe and that was most important. But...
Nighteye was dead...
Mirio's quirk was lost for the time being...
Villains had attacked the truck Chisaki was on, leaving multiple dead and Chisaki without hands. (The latter he admitted was not the worst outcome he could have imagined.)
And to top it all off, the entire hero alliance they had formed was deeply rattled. Nighteye's agency would need a new Pro to lead them. He might be able to convince one of the heroes from Ryuku's agency to take it over - he would have to check that over later.
Of course the press was all over this, only mere hours after it happened as well. Aizawa really wished he wasn't a teacher at U.A, he would love to just curse those shitty reporters out with no re-percussion. Unfortunately, he represented the top hero school in the country. Thankfully, he wouldn't have to risk his job or his school's reputation - as the hospital had a strict press ban from the urgent care and most area's of the building.
What was really dragging him down a few notches was the students. His students were having breakdowns. His students were putting themselves in Urgent Care. The worst of all? He couldn't be there for them like he wanted to.
This was something they would have to face time and time again. This was a lesson they needed to learn - this was a learning experience. Even if all of those things mattered, Aizawa still felt incredibly guilty. He allowed them to join such a large operation. Sure, it was their decision to join - and it's not like he could have stopped Midoriya from saving that girl - but they were still children. First years nonetheless, these sorts of experiences don't usually happen to 3rd years, let alone first years.
It got him thinking, this class was targeted so heavily by villains. Why? He had his suspicions, the oddness of Midoriya's quirk - his unusual closeness with All Might. None of this happened before he came to work for the school. And sure, they had expected something similar when he had joined the staff. But to think that the League would attack this singular class multiple times within a few months...it was deeply concerning.
Aizawa was coming from Eri's room, she was placed in a special quirk limiting environment as to not danger herself or others. He had to watch her while they performed the move however. She was sleeping peacefully now, thankfully.
He got some of the other heroes to fill out the report with the police, he simply did not have enough time. Of course his students would have to as well, all of them were in the heart of the battle. But for now they needed to recover, paper work could come later.
Now, he needed to rush to the urgent care. Apparently Uraraka had collapsed once more, and he was the closest thing to a guardian she had at the moment. But one thing puzzled him, why did she suddenly collapse? She had been cleared by doctors with fatigue earlier. The villain had damaged her but surely not enough to cause this sort of damage.
He feared something more sinister was at work here...
"Uraraka I am so sorry-"
She sighed, "Deku..."
"I'm serious! This is all my fault, If I hadn't freaked out you wouldn't have gotten up to come after me."
"Deku - I'm fi-"
"I should've noticed that you fell down! You were still injured and I acted completely idio-"
"Deku! I'm fine!"
The boy in question uncharacteristically shut his mouth, looking up at the girl with a skeptical gaze, "No you're not." He eyed her odd shifts under the blanket. She was uncomfortable. Was it him being here? No, she wasn't like that.
Uraraka's eyes widened with confusion, "What are you talking about?" She asked him as if he were insane. He might as well be at this point.
"There's something wrong," He noticed her darkening red skin, "what happened to trusting each-other?"
He could really read her like a book. She clenched the thin hospital blanket tighter then she already had been, "Deku, you know I trust you."
He stayed silent, as if he expected her to know what he was asking. He wanted to know the full story. He wanted her to tell him everything that was happening to her, everything that was wrong with her, every bit of pain she felt. He was tired of the secrets between them.
"I-" Uraraka's blush turned pink as she looked down, "I...have a really bad bruise on my, my c-chest." Uraraka blushed furiously as she motioned towards her breasts in a rather fast manner.
Izuku's face dawned a slight red blush, "Oh..."
So that was why she was hesitant to say it. That made a lot of sense - if only he hadn't been so pushy. No! It was good she was telling him, he wanted her to be able to trust him with these things.
"It's not that bad," she added timidly, "Not that...I have had the chance to check it or anything. It's just..in a place where it hurts when I move at all, or even... sitting still, like I am."
His eyes glanced over her with worry, "Did the doctors check it out before?"
Uraraka shook her head slightly, "I didn't have it before...I must have gotten it when I passed out earlier."
Now he was truly perplexed. There was no way she could have gotten that bad a bruise from a 4 feet fall. He was surprised she was injured at all...come to think of it, why did she pass out in the first place?
"Uraraka, do you have any clue as to why you passed out like that? The doctor before said you were fine, right?"
Scrunching her eyebrows, Uraraka rubbed her hands together to stop the slight chill coming to them, "That's odd right? I swore the doctor told me I was good to go, I was walking perfectly fine beforehand - and I suddenly just collapse? I remember I couldn't even walk faster then a normal pace right before it happened."
He burrowed his eyebrows along with her, "Yah...that is strange," he eyed her hands rubbing together, "You ok?" He gestured to her hands.
"Yah, my hands and feet are just suddenly really cold," He looked up to see the girls eyes had glistened slightly, "I'm fine - I think there's just a draft in here or something."
Something was definitely wrong -
- Suddenly passing out
- Hands and feet are cold even though it's decently warm
- Bruising extremely easily
- Major fatigue
Izuku's eyes widened as he put the pieces together, "Uraraka, stay here - I'm gonna go get a doctor. Don't move ok? Better yet," the boy got up from his bedside chair and gently pushed her back onto the hospital bed leaning it back slightly as well, "Try to rest ok? I'll be right back."
"Deku?" Uraraka tried to sit up and grab his shoulder but found it nearly impossible, "W-What's wrong?"
Before exiting the room, he turned around, "Don't worry, your fine." He smiled, and with that he left the girl alone in her room.
"Anemia?"
Izuku tapped the counter of the Urgent Care wait area. He didn't have time for this! His mother had Anemia, he knew all the signs.
"Yes! Please, If you don't believe me come see for yourself! My mother is Anemic so I can tell when someone is suffering from it, cold hands and feet, random fatigue, passing out even when standing straight up, extremely sensitive skin to the point of bruising. Please sir!"
The doctor started to look at the boy more seriously now, "Ok, take me to her."
He followed Izuku, continuing to question the boy, "Do you know for certain that she has always suffered from this?"
Izuku shook his head, "No, she hasn't. This isn't like that, it's more short term I think. She must have lost a lot of blood or something."
"You do understand she'll most likely need a blood transfusion right? Do you know what blood type she is?"
"She's type B , but I'm O so if needed I can donate blood."
The doctor nodded quickly, "alright - you might have to."
The two rushed into Uraraka's room coming face to face with Mr. Aizawa. The doctor noted his prescense but immediately shifted around him to attend to the patient.
"Mr. Aizawa! Is-" Izuku walked forward to Uraraka's bedside only to see her completely passed out, "U-Uraraka!"
Aizawa grabbed his shoulder, "She'll be fine. You told to her rest didn't you?"
Letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding, Izuku turned back around to his teacher, "Oh, y-yah. Good."
'Wait...was Mr. Aizawa spying on them? How did he know I said that?'
The doctor had already began his examination, "Young man, you said she had bruising right? Do you know where?"
Izuku nodded, his face turning a light pink, "on her...um...her breasts sir," He swallowed before continuing, "She said she got it from falling on the ground earlier, and that it hurt even sitting still. Which is odd because her fall couldn't have been more then a few feet."
The doctor finished taking her heart rate and buzzed two nurses in, "I'm going to have to examine the bruises, you two will have to leave the room for obvious reasons. We'll call you back in once we know what's wrong."
It took Izuku a few seconds to snap out of his worrying, well, a few seconds and Aizawa's cold hand grabbing his arm and practically dragging him outside of her room.
"You better be careful Midoriya, if it weren't me in there - the average person might've mistaken you for a pervert like Mineta."
His reaction was less then Aizawa had thought, the boy was worried for his friend, "Hey," Aizawa shook the kid by his shoulder slightly, "She'll be fine. You know that."
"Ms. Uraraka? I'm going to need you to lift your head and come to."
Uraraka opened her eyes, why was she so tired? It was like weights were weighing her down or something. What happened? Just a few minutes ago she was wide awake. Now, all she wanted to do was sleep, "Wh-What's wrong with me? Where's...Where's Deku?"
The nurse shined a flashlight into her eyes which shook her awake just a tiny bit, "The doctor is here to examine you, we're trying to figure out why you're so tired. We need you to consent first however."
Uraraka took a deep breath to try and regain some sort of stable consciousness, "W-What?"
Walking over to Uraraka with a pair of latex gloves, the doctor smiled, "You don't have to worry. I just want to take a look at your bruises under your shirt. It's ok if you would like a female doctor to take my place but we are short-staffed and this is slightly urgent."
Blinking heavily, the girl nodded her head, "Ya, of course..." she began to nod off once more, "I'm just...going to...rest a bit."
Uraraka was out like a light, now the doctor began to worry. She shouldn't be so tired, especially with a nutrient I.V. drip going into her. The doctor lifted Uraraka's hospital gown just barely enough to uncover the deep bruising underneath. He didn't want to expose the girl too much, if she were to wake up he wanted her to be as comfortable as possible.
He examined the odd bruising with a pin-pointed eye. It was definitely strange - he could see where the young man was coming from with thinking she had lost enough blood to go anemic. If he had to guess it was probably a small version of that, nothing too serious. She showed all the signs, coldness, paleness, bruising, passing out. It made the most sense by far.
He brought a hand up to her lower breast and lifted it ever so slightly - his eyes widened with shock as blood ran down her body in a thin stream. What the hell?
A nurse handed him a small flashlight, "some gauze as well please." He added, he would need to stop the bleeding before she lost anymore blood.
As he lifted her breast even further and shined the flashlight on the connecting skin, he saw the source of the blood. A small...almost unnoticeable - needle sized hole. No wonder she bruised so easily here, something... or someone had taken blood directly from this area. It was similar to injecting a blood thinning substance into someone's arm and them getting a bruise, but who did this? When she was examined earlier nothing like this was found.
Quickly placing some gauze and soothing cream over her bruises, the doctor re-covered Uraraka and wiped some of the now dry blood that had dripped out onto her side.
This was most definitely a form of blood loss, "Call them back in."
Aizawa and Izuku walked into the room almost awkwardly - more worried then anything really. Izuku's immediate reaction was to go to Uraraka's side, and Aizawa's was to address the doctor, "So, what is it?"
The doctor sighed, "She's definitely lost a lot of blood, we're going to have to set up an immediate blood transfusion. Young man," he turned to face Midoriya who was kneeling next to Uraraka holding her noticeably cold hands, "You said you were type O correct? It would be faster for you to donate right now then to send for her blood type. I don't want to take any chances."
Izuku nodded immediately, "Ya, of course."
Aizawa grew slightly confused, "Doctor...I'm sorry what was your name?"
"Oh," The doctor turned with a small smile, "My name is Inaba Kyudai , you can call me Dr. Kyudai."
"Well Dr. Kyudai," Aizawa looked down at Uraraka worriedly, "How did she lose the blood? Her earlier injuries were nothing to lose a lot of blood over."
Kyudai sighed, "Yes that is one thing I wanted to talk to you about," He turned to Izuku who was listening intently whilst getting his blood taken, "I'm not sure why," he turned back to Aizawa, "but there was a small needle mark on her chest with fresh blood still leaking. It's patched, but whatever happened it had to have been someone, not something."
Aizawa's eyes widened, and his mind raced for answers. Needle mark, fresh blood, lost blood, enough to make her Anemic...
"Toga..."
The entire room went silent, Izuku's eyes widened and he turned his head to Aizawa, "Toga? She's here?! What did she do to Uraraka!?" The nurse quieted the boy telling him to be calm while his blood was drawn.
Aizawa's fist curled into a tight ball, "Stay here, all of you. Even you Dr. Kyudai - Midoriya, don't worry," Aizawa turned and walked out of the room, "I'm not letting this happen again."
"Toga! I will say that was quite ballsy of you!" Twice bounced back and forth as him and Toga walked through the ally behind the hospital's parking lot, "A surely genius move!"
Toga smiled, "Poor little Ochako, I probably bruised her up real nice," she stopped to lick her lips seductively and plastered an embarrassed smile, "she is just my favorite treat!"
The two reached the end of the ally and uncovered the man hole leading to the nearby sewer system, "Shiggy's gonna love me for this one!"
Twice smiled underneath his mask, "Exactly how much blood did you nab Toga?"
Toga dipped her body down the hole, "Oh, let's just say," she lowered herself down, "Enough..."
"Hey, are you feeling okay?"
Uraraka rubbed her eyes trying to adjust to the new scenery, "Deku? W-Where are we?"
The two sat in the back of a black car heading towards U.A. High school. Her chest felt...padded? No, it was just a bandage or something, "W-What happened? I thought we were at the hospital?"
Izuku ran a hand through his hair, "We're on our way back to U.A. A villain infiltrated the hospital so all the people who could leave had to. Mr. Aizawa is still there searching for her."
Uraraka's eyes widened at the information, a villain infiltrated the hospital? What for? Wait, "Deku, you said her, do you know who the villain was?"
His eyes darted down in a scowl, almost like he was mad at himself for letting info get out, "Ya...Uraraka listen - don't freak out ok? You're still supposed to be taking it easy and I'm not really supposed to be telling this to you."
Uraraka nodded her head slightly, "I'll be fine."
"Ok," he swallowed, "Toga. Toga infiltrated the hospital and...she stole blood from you."
Her eyes widened with fear and she immediately felt an acidic bile climb the back of her throat. Toga...that blonde headed psychopath? She stole her blood? Uraraka unconsciously placed a hand over her bruise and flinched at the sudden contact, "Is that why..."
Izuku nodded, "Yah. The doctor found a needle mark, and they checked the security footage confirming it. She was there, we aren't sure exactly when it happened but it was sometime between you passing out and getting sent to the ER."
Uraraka went silent, what else was she supposed to say? Toga could have been anyone. A nurse? The doctor even? She consented to the examination right? What if it was the doctor. She let out a shaky breathe and stared down at her legs, this was terrifying.
The boy thought about embracing her, just for a moment. But then he remembered her bruise, and then he thought twice, "Uraraka..."
Uraraka was thinking through every interaction she had in the time slot of going to the ER. The nurse that picked her up after she fell? The doctors and nurses that were rushing her to urgent care? W-What if it was...no...
Tears started to spring from the girls eyes and Izuku had to fight his instinct - which was to panic, "Uraraka, its ok, your safe now."
She looked up at Izuku, "Deku..." her face scrunched together as she began to cry, "W-What if it was the doctor? He examin..."
Eyes shooting open, Izuku completely disregarded his earlier restraint and brought the girl into a half hug - being careful not to touch her bruise. He brought a hand behind her head and directed her crying into his chest, "Uraraka, it wasn't the doctor. I was with him the entire time, I would never have let him do that to you."
Uraraka's mind fired away as tears soaked the boys shirt, "Deku...not during my examination, I had to...I had to consent to that," the girl muffled choppy sentences into Izuku's chest, "w-what If...I..."
"Uraraka no," Izuku embraced the girl ever so slightly tighter, "There were nurses in the room, it couldn't have been him. I promise you whatever happened, it wasn't the doctor."
The truth is Izuku had no clue whether or not the doctor was the culprit. For all he knew Toga had been impersonating him, but he doubted it. The doctor seemed professional, and Mr. Aizawa was there as well. No way she was that convincing. No way.
"Deku I," Uraraka weeped into the boys shirt, "I'm sorry. I'm ruining your shirt." He chuckled lightly at her comments. She continued to cry to him for a few minutes before sitting up and sniffling away her remaining tears.
"I'm sorry," Uraraka said with a small laugh mixed with tinges of sadness, "I'm overreacting, just like I said I wouldn't."
He shook his head, "No, Uraraka your not. I get it, it's...frightening to know that something like that happened to you."
The car became silent for a few minutes. Not an awkward silence though, it was comfortable. They just, didn't have much to say. That is, until Izuku remembered something from earlier.
"Uraraka, you understand that Nighteye was not your fault right?"
Uraraka's eyes widened, "I..." she looked down with yet another sad tone. A contemplative scowl as she eyed her hands.
Izuku scooted closer to the girl, "It wasn't your fault. It wasn't Uraraka," he placed a hand on her back, "It wasn't mine either. It was no-one but Chisaki's fault."
Uraraka looked to her left and met Izuku's eye-line, "Deku..."
"As heroes, we know what we are getting into. We know the risks and that isn't our fault. Nighteye sacrificed his life to save me and Mirio, and Eri..."
The car pulled into the U.A. high gates - and began to drive towards Heights Alliance. It was pitch black outside, the only lighting left was the red glare coming from the car's break lights.
"He chose to do that. He was a great hero, and even though he's gone we shouldn't be pining over things we could have done better. We should focus on what we gained. We saved a little girls life, we gave her a life. Taking the blame for something he chose to do is selfish - Togata told me that. It isn't our fault that Nighteye was an amazing hero."
The rubber wheels rolled to a stop in front of the dorms. Lights were on in the common room, the entire class was waiting for the two to return from the hospital.
"So don't worry about it...ok?"
Uraraka breathed in and leaned into Deku's body, "Thank you Deku."