What Could Have Been (vigilante deku)

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"There has to be some way." Aizawa pleaded to Izuku's main doctor, Nara Takahashi.

The blue haired doctor simply fixed his glasses, sliding it back up the bridge of his nose and shook his head. "I'm sorry Aizawa, I can't grant you permission to take him out of his room. He's in really bad shape. Just earlier today he couldn't even breathe without a machines assistance. He could return to that state at any time, and we can't risk that. Also, with his cancer worsening, he could be easily effected by bacteria. It's coming to the point where he won't be cleared for school, nor will he be allowed any visitors."

Aizawa dragged a hand across his face and sighed. "What if it's only for a couple seconds? He won't even have to walk, I personally, will take him there on a wheelchair. Just so he can get the chance to say hi to the guy."

Takahashi shook his head again, his face downcast. "I'm sorry, I really can't allow it. Especially if it's that man he wants to see. It would risk Midoriya's stress levels escalating again. If that happens, I'm afraid it might push his body into a forced rest."

"Forced rest?" Aizawa repeated, looking up in confusion.

The doctor frowned deeply and sighed. "A coma, Aizawa. It might push him under. He needs to get the treatment he's been slacking on. He needs to rest and we can't put him in any situations that might put a strain on his body. This boy is just 15, and he was working job after job, even with his illegal duties and his growing cancer. If he would have kept on doing what he was doing, his body would've completely shut down and he would have died."

Aizawa's eyes widened. "It was that bad?"

The doctor nodded. "Midoriya hasn't been taking care of himself like he should. Instead of waiting until his body was ready, he pushed himself. It's why he's been moved to weekly chemo."

"What if.." Aizawa trailed off. "What if..I take him to Izuku?"

The doctor gave Aizawa an exasperated look. "I can't keep explaining my self."

"Look...you saw the charts from earlier. The mention of not being able to see his sensei made Izuku's stress rates grow." Aizawa try to persuade. "So what if not seeing him is actually unhealthy?"

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"Izuku!" Aizawa sang in a sing-song voice from the doorway.

Izuku barely moved at the sound but looked up a bit. Aizawa came in slowly, wheeling a wheelchair in with a proud smug smile on his face.

"What's that for?" Izuku asked boredly, eyeing the chair. Was it time for chemo already?

Aizawa grinned. "It's for me to take you to see your Sensei."

There was a sudden moment where his face washed blank with confusion, like his brain cogs couldn't turn fast enough to take in what Aizawa had just told him.

Every muscle of his body just froze before a grin crept onto his face, it stretched from one side of his face to the other showing every single tooth.

He went to quickly sit up but Aizawa was by his side in seconds. "Take it easy," he warned, voice full of caution. "Let me help you."

Izuku have him a skeptical look but didn't protest when Aizawa's thin arm wrapped lightly around his waist. "On the count of three alright?"

Izuku furrowed his eyebrows. "Why are you asking so weird?" He asked, stifling a chuckle. "I'm sure I can get up just fine."