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Chapter 8

''I'm sorry, Kacchan. I didn't mean it that way. I'm so sorry.''

''Tch, fucking leave me alone.''

''No, I'm sorry Kacchan. I'm just-I just feel frustrated. It wasn't cool for me to take it out on you.''

Katsuki shakes his head angrily.

The return of the villain, or Lab coat like Kacchan calls him, was peaceful in a way it probably shouldn't have been.

The villain had come in with a loud exclamation of his name on what Izuku expected to be the fifth day or possibly in the night in between the fourth and fifth. Kacchan had been half awake, only noticing something was wrong when the familiar weight and warmth of Izuku was pulled away from his side. He croaks once in protest and the villain pulls something like a cloth out of his pockets and shushes him while he forces it in Kacchan's mouth, gagging him; Kacchan hadn't reacted beyond one disgusted gag. And then Izuku got pulled away to the door.

The villain hadn't even seemed to notice Izuku's mangled hand.

And then they went through the door opening and they were separated again. Just like that.

Nonsensically, it left Izuku reeling.

Even though the last few days had been hard on them, with emotions raging and with fights that would exhaust them more than they should, Kacchan had been like a giant boulder in the sea for him, firm and a constant. Like a calm in the storm, or more like the eye of the hurricane apparently. It was stupid, but it seemed a little bit more alright with Kacchan, and now suddenly separated it hit Izuku. He was on his own here. Kacchan wouldn't help him, couldn't because he was sick. Kacchan was alone again. Kacchan was also a kid, who was alone and sick in the cell. Izuku didn't have to be a doctor to know that Kacchan wouldn't hold it out for much longer. And Izuku was returning again to the table, pain and the too bright lights.

It was too much. He was only half aware as the villain ushered him to sit on the table like some mother hen. The world seemed to warp around him and he stared at the face opposite of him.

He didn't want to go back to that again.

''Izu-chan?''

Please, don't do this again.

''Izu-chan? Are you all right?''

It hurts.

''Come on, Izu-chan, talk to me.''

Kacchan is alone again.

''Please don't.'' The words were out before he could stop them.

You don't want to do this.

Izuku looked him in the eye and the villain blinked and blinked. Izuku's eyes flickered to the silver glisten in the hand of the villain. A syringe with a long needle.

Izuku wouldn't go back to that again. He couldn't, couldn't, couldn't.

The metal bended and the stone broke. Tears streamed and lamps flickered.

He wasn't much of a hero anymore, with too much names carved in gravestones and streaming blood on his hands but he would be damned if he would let someone else hurt Kacchan again.

''Deku-kun? Are… Are you alright?'' Her voice was hesitant and Izuku gives her a smile. ''Of course, we just have to save him, right? That's what heroes do!''

''Are you sure?'' She shot him a careful, concerned look.

''Super sure, we haven't trained for years for nothing!'' Her expression cleared up and she giggled.

''Well, I guess, if it's you who says that it will be alright then it will be.''

Katsuki startles as loud thundering shakes the building. It cacophony of noise and the light movement of the floors make Katsuki even more nauseas than he already is.

And it's coming closer.

He stares at the wall which direction the noise comes from and suddenly it cracks open in one movement. The cracking and breaking of the stone deafening and the rubble and dust flying everywhere, leaving Katsuki bowed over coughing.

There's a shadow in the cloud of smoke and Katsuki tries to discern it better but his eyes are tearing up. It's only a small glimpse of the bright bandages with a dark, messy hair which make him realise who exactly is standing there.

The smoke finally begins to clear up, and fucking Deku is crying, clear tracks making their ways down along his face. He looks confused, half-aware, with low eyelids and vague hysterical eyes. His arms and hands are covered by dust of the walls and several pieces of the stone have pierced the skin. There's something crackling along that skin, something along Deku's whole body really , almost like some kind of electricity was being conducted around him.

A second everything is frozen, and then Deku is thrown to the side with such force it cracks the wall he gets tossed against, landing heavenly on the table under it, breaking that too. Papers go flying and the small flicker of metal that follows gives away the perpetrator. Lab coat steps in the room like the bastard he is.

Deku is struggling and Katsuki looks on in disbelief. There's blood on the side of his face by his temple, slowly dripping down and mixing with his hair.

(He wonders if this is one of his hallucinations again.)

Labcoat draws nearer Deku slowly, obviously cautious, but also calm, a strong contrast to Deku. ''Izu-chan? You're acting strange. Will you calm down now?''

Deku however scrambles away, with wide, scared eyes now. His hands scrabble the floor and papers, pushing them away even as he tightens his hands around them.

He freezes.

Slowly he turns his head around to his right hand, eyes even wider than before, and Katsuki follows his gaze. Katsuki frowns, frustrated; he isn't able to discern anything because of the papers obstructing his sight but then Deku literally throws himself away from the wall, still with the something in his hand, he lands in the middle of the room, flailing once. And Katsuki can see it now. He's holding a small see-through container in his hand, in it some kind of white tablets.

Deku throws a look at Lab coat, his fingers fumbling around the red cap of the container. Lab coat only frowns at him though.

''Do you want to see again, Izu-chan? You could have just said so.''

Deku's body seems to literally stutter for a small second, his expression looking absolutely desperate and thorn. There something sad and longing that flickers in eyes, but it's so fast that Katsuki isn't even sure he has truly seen it.

Then it's over and the cap is thorn of and Deku flings the container to Lab coat.

The tablets fly in an arch and one strangely pulls Katsuki's eyes. He watches as, like in slow-motion, the tablet touches the forehead of Lab coat. The collision isn't hard. It's soft rather.

Lab coat blinks.

There's an explosion as the tablet disappears in a whirlwind of fire, heat, light and power.

A blast of sickly hot wind presses Katsuki against the wall, leaving him scrambling just as much as Deku was earlier. His heart is thumping loudly and he hears screaming and he can't even make out if it's Lab coat or Deku, because Deku was in that blast range too. The light is blinding and sweat drips down his back, small explosions go off in his clenched hands. He's sure they'll will be damaged later, not that it matters.

When the blast finally calms down, he isn't even able to see the aftermath immediately because his eyes have to adjust again from the bright light, and he's so goddamn useless. He wasn't able to do anything, so fucking Deku felt he had to blast himself to fucking smithereens to free himself, only after he had already broken his hands piece by piece and Katsuki is going to kill him.

What an idiot.

Then ultimately, he's able to see Deku again. Deku is still crying, barely sitting up, parts of his hair are burnt, a horrible smell coming off it. He apparently had tried to protect his face with his arms and curling up into a ball – Finally a roughly good fucking decision -, So the brunt of the attack was on his arms and legs. His shirt burned away and angry red spots spread on them. The back of his shirt was torn too, probably landed there on his back when the backlash of the blast had blown him of his feet.

The body of Lab coat lays against the wall surrounded by blood splatters and parts of his skin, almost unrecognizable. Burnt and abused, and Deku is looking at it with wide, horror filled eyes. Probably thinking all the things, he shouldn't. His lips are trembling. His whole body is trembling.

But then, taking far too long, and Katsuki wished he could say something to get that horrible look out of his eyes, he seems to steel himself and he moves. He tries to stand up, and Katsuki wants to fucking blow up because the moment he stands, he falls over again. Landing with a thumb and a scream. Then he moves again. And even tough Katsuki has a filthy rag in his mouth, he tries to scream anyhow, because Deku is being a goddamn, fucking, ass-eating Idiot with a capital I except Deku continuous anyway, fucking ignoring him.

He crawls to the keys, that have fallen on the ground out of the Lab coat's pockets, that Katsuki only notices now, and then back to Katsuki's cell. He tries to stand up again, grabbing one of the bars of the cell.

His are muscles straining and his limbs shaking. Katsuki is able to fucking see it from where he's bound, and again Deku continuous anyway. Finding the right key takes a while, especially with Deku's shaking.

But then he's inside. Stumbling to him, step for step, and he literally collapses on Katsuki when he's in range; his muscles giving out.

Katsuki is able to see him clearly now. The tear tracks trough the dirt on his face. The bright red burns – Katsuki suddenly feels nauseous, because he knows that this isn't the first time Deku has had fire burns and there have been times before that were his fault - He's able to feel his trembling, and hear his heavy breathing and strained sobs.

He's not able do anything to fucking help.

Deku leans on him, grabbing him to hold himself up, and he moves to the next keyhole. The one on his left wrist. He's fiddling, and soft sobs wreck his frame and finally his left hand is released. Deku seems to almost crumble in relief, and Katsuki moves his arm to support Deku. Pressing him against himself so he carries most of Deku's weight. Deku groans but seems to have no problem with him doing that, and if anything leans even heavier on him.

He moves on to the keyhole of the shackle around his neck. This one's is opened faster. Katsuki tries to keep his relief down but to be freed of the heavy weight around his neck feels amazing.

Then at last Deku moves to the handcuff on his right wrist. That one takes longer again, and katsuki doesn't know if that's because he so close to being free again, or because Deku had begun to shake so bad that he isn't able to get the key in even with a few tries.

Nonetheless, when his arms are free again, he can help. He clumsily unravels the chains around his hands that were connected to the handcuffs. Afterwards he instantly takes over Deku's weight as he slumps and tries to gently set him on the ground. It's awkward because he still has a shackle around his foot and he can't move very far, so Deku leans rather gracelessly against one of his legs, but Katsuki realises though that in their predicament awkward doesn't really mean much. Especially if you consider how Deku was leaning against him just a second ago. He then straightens and finally is able to get that fucking rag out of mouth, tearing it off, and trying to spit out the god-awful taste of it. After that he crouches, taking over the keys from Deku and ridding his body of the last shackle.

He's muttering almost unconsciously; ''You fucking idiot, what the fuck did you think you were doing. I could have gotten free on my own. Why the fuck did you do that. Why the fuck did you think that was necessary. How the fuck are you so reckless. That was fucking point blank. How did you even think that would be a good idea? You're truly fucking useless.'' He understands he isn't all there anymore, because he hasn't even thanked Deku yet, but that's alright because Deku isn't all there anymore either. His eyelids are hanging low, but a small, irritatingly genuine, smile begins to adorn his face, the moment Katsuki begins to mutter. Which is probably a sign of madness or masochism. Most likely madness in Deku's case.

Katsuki feels angry (and sick and tired and concerned and ready to collapse and he wants to cry), but he suppresses it to grab Deku carefully. One arm under his knees and one arm supporting his back. Deku flinches and grunts when he lifts him up, but he doesn't begin to suddenly scream in pain, so Katsuki takes that a good sign. Deku is fucking heavy, but Katsuki has always been strong, thus Katsuki carries him out of the cell, stumbling a little bit, trying to shield Deku from the sight of Lab coat, most likely dead and as close to a scene out of a horror film as it's going to get.

Now, they only have to get out of here. Katsuki decides to follow the rubble that let's through just a few sunrays.

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The heroes and police, recognizable by the sirens and flickering red and blue lights, arrive – Later, Katsuki will learn it's because of a call which reports loud noise coming from their position-, when Katsuki with Deku in his arms, both blood-splattered, both with torn clothes, both halfway unconscious, steps outside.

The rage that encompasses Katsuki a second before he passes out is white flashing hot.

Bakugou-san, please go eat something, and catch some sleep. You've been sitting here already for two whole days, only sometimes moving to get to Midoriya-san's room for a bit! There's nothing you can do for them now. They will be alright. Both your wife and Midoriya-san are recovering well.'' Her voice has a soothing quality to it and all Masaru can think about is how often she must have done this before.

Masaru shakes his head.

The nurse sighs and tugs him up with his shirt. ''Come on, Bakugou-san, let's take care of you now. Your wife will only be worried if she wakes up to see you in such a state.''

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A head injury, the doctor says, nothing too bad, but we would like to keep her sleeping for a few more days, he says.

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Masaru looks at the police officers with a lump in his throat. ''Has-has something been found?''

A flicker of guilt appears in the officer's eyes. ''I'm sorry, sir, nothing yet.''

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'It's going to be alright, Katsuki is a though boy, and Izuku is smart. They will be alright. They have always been before. The police are going to find them soon.' Masaru wonders if he repeats those words enough maybe he'll convince himself.

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''Midoriya Inko has woken up.''

(Officially, Masaru can only talk to Inko after the nurses, doctor and the officers have done so. Unofficially, Masaru is a mess and almost breaks the door in the rush to get to Inko.)

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Inko looks at the officers and him with wide horrified eyes. ''Izuku?'' Her voice is soft and cracks and Masaru feels his heart break just a bit more as he shakes his head.

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''I'm sorry, officer, but are Sansa-san and Machida-san possibly here?''

Masaru blinks and the officer shoots her a surprised look. ''No… I'm sorry, miss, they are too emotionally involved in this case. Chief had to scrap them. But if you want I can call them to come visit you.''

Inko nods ''I-I would like that.''

(It's selfish, but Masaru is happy Inko is awake. Because even with how her eyes crack in concern and she has bags under her eyes, even as she cries in anxiety and worry and wakes up in a fret because of a nightmare, even with all that, at least Masaru isn't alone anymore.)

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Mitsuki wakes up two days after Inko. The bandages bound around her head make her skin look pale and unhealthy, and they flatten her hair against her head. There are still far too much tubes connected to her. She looks dizzy, frail in a way she shouldn't be, pallid, her hospital garment is crinkly and as unflattering as it can get. Her eyes are bloodshot and there's an angry frown on her face.

Masaru doesn't think he has ever seen something so beautiful in his life.

The first time he breaks out in tears since that evening is as he wraps his arms around her in a hug.

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It hurts even worse to tell her about the absence of the boys than it did telling Inko.

When Katsuki wakes up, he is disorientated. He wakes up to beeps, bright sunlight and a bad feeling in his chest. He vaguely remembers what happened and realises he's probably in the hospital.

He doesn't know why Deku the first thing is that he thinks off when he becomes a little bit more lucid. He doesn't know why that bad feeling he's feeling is an eating worry for the idiot. He does know he has to find him tough. So, he does. Well, he tries, because the moment he moves and begins to tug at the wires that connect him to the beeping machines, a group of nurses' stream into the room, all worries and talking, and being incredibly annoying.

''He's awake! He's awake! Jin-kun contact Bakugou-san, also Ami-chan get Kazunori-sensei!''

He growls at them and while they look a little bit apprehensive at his expression, he manages to push out a ''Where's Deku.'' with an incredibly hoarse voice. It sounds more like a demand than a question, and Katsuki doesn't really have a problem with that.

The nurses look confused before the expression of the one who screamed the commands, a brunette, clears up; ''You mean the boy that came in with you?''

Katsuki promptly decides to only focus on her, and ignore all the others. He nods.

She smiles ''How sweet,'' Then she hesitates ''He's a few rooms down. He was brought in in a pretty bad shape, but he's alive.''

Katsuki wants to speak up, to tell her she had the wrong idea because he isn't and never will be fucking sweet, but his voice isn't working and his throat feels like someone had been scraping sandpaper over it.

The nurse seems to notice his discomfort, because she sends out all the nurses but one small blonde and signs her to give him a glass with water ''Be careful now, only small sips.'' The blond tells him as she gives it to him.

Katsuki empties the glass in one gulp, leaving her in distress but he doesn't care, and looks at the first nurse in expectation ''Can I go see him? Also, my mother, Bakugou Mitsuki? Is she alright? And Midoriya Inko? And the bastard, is he fucking dead?''

''Calm down! Calm down! I'll answer all your questions, but first we need to check your health, and the police needs to talk to you. Your family would probably like to meet you too now that you're awake.''

Katsuki waited while she was checking the machines, and answered when they asked him questions.

''How are you feeling?''

''Great.'' There was a vaguely sarcastic tone to his voice. Both the nurses seemed to become a bit more nervous when they hear it.

''Do you feel any pains in your head?''

''No.''

''What's your name?''

''Bakugou Katsuki''

''What's the name of the boy you came in with?''

''Midoriya Izuku.''

A few other questions follow, stupid things like do you have any pains in your hands, or maybe legs, or possibly in your stomach? What's your age, and also the date? (He calls bullshit on that one because he has no idea how long he's been here, and to be honest he was never that strict in knowing the exact date.) Katsuki is getting more and more frustrated and the nurses are noticing it. They both have cringing smiles pasted on their faces, and Katsuki is ready to explode after five minutes more of that bullshit.

Regrettably they get interrupted before he can go off.

The police officer walks in with a confident stride and all Katsuki can remember is his and Deku's moms on the floor and Deku's mom crying and Deku falling on the ground after trying to get up and fucking crawling to him.

He doesn't feel like they have a lot of right to be confident with him now.

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The first police officer that asks him questions is arrogant, condescending and talks like Katsuki should kiss his feet for the very fact he had taken the time to 'save' them and now was even taking time to talk to him and reassure the 'distraught child'. He's acting like Katsuki is capable of nothing just because he's kid ''I'm sure it must have been very scary for you. It's alright to cry.'' He tells him. Like katsuki wants to fucking cry, he wants answers. He briefly considers asking if it's also alright to punch him in his fucking face.

It's around the time katsuki's hands actually begin to spark in anger that the rest of the police come in and notice that Katsuki isn't liking his interrogator. They quickly interrupt, giving an excuse to the officer, dragging him away and giving Katsuki an apologizing grimace. He hears one of the officer mutter ''Who put Seiichi on interrogating duty?'' and an answering mumble of ''Well, you know, normally Sansa and Machida would take care of this kind of thing.''

After that natural disaster in form of the police officer known as Seiichi, he gets Tsukauchi Naomasa. This one is better. He asks questions that actually seem to have a point and answers some of Kastuki's. The villain is in heavy care, only just alive when they arrived. Their mothers are fine, but they're still both have to make sure they get enough rest, so they're both at his home (apparently, his parents had taken in Auntie for the time-being). Bakugou's father has had some really stressful nights and was in need of just a much rest, and was send to his home for a shower and some sleep in a proper bed a few hours ago, but he'll most likely arrive soon.

''What about Deku?''

The man blinks at him. ''Who?''

''Deku, stupid Deku. The one who I was with.''

''Midoriya-kun?'' Katsuki nods impatiently. ''Deku, what happened to Deku?'' The detective turns to him. ''I will tell you, but you have to stay calm, okay?'' Katsuki focuses on him, his stomach beginning to turn. He nods. ''I'm sorry to say this, Bakugou-kun, but Midoriya-kun. He has fallen into a coma after the incident.''

Katsuki feels himself freeze. A fucking coma. Vaguely he hears the man continue on. ''The doctors have done everything they could, and Midoriya-kun has a good chance in waking up.'' He hesitates a second. ''He has just as good a chance at waking up as you had.'' Katsuki snaps to the man again.

''What?''

The man smiled softly, sadly ''Midoriya-kun wasn't the only one who had fallen in a coma, Bakugou-kun. You've been asleep for two weeks now.''

They ask him questions about Lab coat. They ask him about Deku and about a room with chains and a broken table. They ask him about experiments and tablets.

Katsuki can't answer any of those questions.

''D-Dad?''

His dad looks at him with wide, relieved eyes. His eyes are twinkling with unshed tears and his corners of his mouth are tugging up. In seconds, he's engulfed by a familiar smell and strong, long arms that press him tightly against his dad's body.

''Oh, god, Katsuki, thank god. Katsuki, you're alright. You're awake.''

A hand, more apprehensive than Katsuki would have liked, raises and hooks himself in the cloth of his father's shirt.

''Dad.'' Tears gather in his eyes, as he buries his head in the shoulder in front of him. The arms around his back tighten.

He doesn't cry. He doesn't.

Izuku wakes up one day later, while Katsuki is sitting next to him and cursing at him.

(Not because he's concerned, but because auntie had apologized to him more than twenty times when he saw her, because, really, she was so, so happy he was awake, but at the same time she hadn't been able to stop crying for days now and he could see her concerned eyes trailing to Deku again and again.)

His skin crackles and he breaks the bed just as the officials come in.

Katsuki presses himself against the wall as he listens to the adults fighting in the hallway.

''What was that?!''

''We're not sure. It has only happened once before with his bed since he has woken up. It's a possible result of the messing around done by that guy.'' Some female voice answers.

''What, conducting electricity and ruining beds and breaking a facet?! What kind of messing around would that take?!'' The other guy's voice takes on a hysterical tint. He gets hushed.

''Look, Takeo, we don't know right now.''

Another voice, softer this time ''Don't you think this could involve the incident from before? Where Midoriya-kun ruined Sansa's and Machida's office? It seems the same, if it wasn't for the electricity.''

''Jin! We've talked about this!''

''What?!'' the soft voice becomes harder as it the owner becomes indignant. ''It's true! You can't even deny it! Don't you think it's weird!? That kid is supposed to be quirkless! He shouldn't be able to do anything like that!''

''You know Chief has closed that case! Besides, that isn't even the point right now!'' The female again. ''The question we have to is answer is what we're going to do now.''

''What? You can't be serious? Are you considering letting the kid go?''

''His mother and the Bakugous are getting impatient! You can't seriously consider locking him up here!'' the female hisses poisonously.

''We need to know what's happening to him before we can even consider that question.'' Someone else interrupts angrily.

''And what do you want to tell Inko-san?! Oh, yes, sorry miss, we can't let him leave yet because the freaky man who kidnapped your son for two weeks has done creepy experiments on him and because of that he's accidently breaks faucets now!''

''And why can't you say exactly that, huh?!''the other man answers indignantly.

''She will faint, you idiot! Have you even seen here these last weeks?! She will have a break down and think Midoriya-kun is going to die! Besides why would a mother even consider such a stupid reason?!''

''That's because you lay the situation out completely different then from what it is!''

''Look, Maeko, you're too concerned about her and her son. We should be concerned about the good of the public! Sure, if he only breaks some objects, but what if it happens with a person?! Can you imagine him if he accidently breaks someone arm?'' Someone else interrupts.

''It isn't like that is a new risk! There are plenty kids out there with not enough control over their quirks that could possibly hurt others.''

''Ha! So, you do think it's a risk!''

''You bastard, this has only happened two times in one week.''

''Two times a week!? Ha, you're kidding me right, like that makes it better. Besides, you know how we found the lair of that guy. If this kid is able to cause so much destruction in the seconds that this 'thing' activates, how much do you think he will cause if it happens for longer? Remember, the kids told us that Midoriya-kun escaped just after he was taken away from the cell. There's an obvious hole in that story.

Who says it wasn't Midoriya who caused all that destruction and not just those 'pills', huh?''

''You bastard!'' There's a small scuffle, before there's another voice. This is one that Katsuki recognizes. The police officer that interrogated him. Naomasa something.

''Calm, Maeko, calm.'' A small pause. ''So, Jin, if that's your theory, then the 'thing' happening to Midoriya-kun is decreasing?''

The man hesitates. ''Yes, I guess. If you take in account it got activated by the guy just before the escaped. Then the effect has considerably diminished.''

''So, it's possible the effect will leave fully.''

''I think so. But to know for sure, we would first need to know what it is that is happening to Midoriya.''

A loud groan. ''Oh, great, so then we're at the beginning again.''

''Oh, shut up, Takeo!'' The Jin-guy snaps. ''It's not like you've been any help at all!''

The voices begin to increase in volume while Naomasa something keeps up a valiant effort to calm them down. It's hopeless though, the frustrations are running to high.

Katsuki curses frustrated and sneaks away. He wouldn't be able to hear any useful things anymore from this conversation.

Three missed calls from 'Yagi-san'.

I feel like the last few chapters I'm just going mmm, you know who doesn't seem miserable enough. Yesss, Izuku.

I'm so sorry.

(It was even worse, I had a brief really short time where I went maybe I should keep Izuku in a coma for really long, or mmm, maybe I should kill Izuku, and make it a sad ending, or like bitter sweet with it becoming a life lesson for Katsuki and Katsuki becoming the best hero ever, always trying to be kinder and nicer than he is, because Izukuwould have wanted that. and then he visits Izuku's grave regularly and one day someone of the class will follow him and Katsuki will just spill the whole story and it will become one of those ultimate hero stories that become a small legend in the class, and the bakugous and Yagi take care of Inko because that would have been what Izuku wanted and possibly a really sad ending with Inko using the blanket they used when they had a bad night. Or bitter sweet with Yagi and Inko using it together or I don't know, just so much options.

As, you see, I may have given that option more thought than I should have, but then my brain started working again telling me I couldn't do that and I decided to not do that. Or super possibly, I will make that an AU but not sure yet because I'm not good with writing sad things and making them sad, and if it does work out I will possibly cry myself and that wouldn't be good either.)

Anyway, apart from that shit storm my mind thought of, I got this. It, again, isn't too long but it was kinda hard to write for me. It kind of felt surreal to suddenly write about Katsuki being in the hospital and all. Also, I'm not really informed about what the procedures are when a kid gets kidnapped and ends up in the hospital, so yeah. I'm just making things up along the line now. Hopefully they're kind off realistic and believable.

Besides, I've got a super short vacation (well, it's a week) right now, so I'm really busy, which may seem backwards but I've got a lot of things planned that I need to do. So, you're going to have to make do with this.

- Ah, if it's not clear. Katsuki is angry when the police arrive because the police only come when Izuku and Katsuki already have saved their selves after around two long weeks where they did need help.

And with that the first police officer, Seiichi isn't that bad, honestly, but Kacchan already finds Izuku condensing so I don't know… (Not that Seiichi in will be important in anyway, but yeah, I felt the need to mention that)

- Also, if it isn't yet obvious, Hey, yeah, do you remember in chapter 6 where I said we would probably see cannon in three chapters? Hahaha, yeah, I can't say I lied because I specially said that I couldn't promise anything, but I lied.

- Also guys, I don't mean to boast and annoy everyone with my talk, but this story got into a community! Which is so super exciting. I mean this is still my first story thus all of this is basically my first-time for this, and a community! *squealing sounds* Like come on, I think that is special?

Also, also guys, I've got over hundred followers and I'm almost there with favs. Oh god. It's so awesome. That means there are over hundred people who actually thought this story was worthy enough to read, plus worthy enough for a follow. That's just a really cool idea for me.

(Sorry, about this, just so exciting)

(And, ugh, everyone who comments is so super sweet, and now I'm afraid of letting people down with my awkward writing.)

Anyway, thanks for reading! and please review!