(Third POV)
Inside a dream, only a woman and a weak man was visible. All other people looked like shadows for Katsuki Bakugou.
"Who are you?" asked the ash blonde. He looked behind the woman to see the shadows he saw back then. Those shadows only kept on looking down on him.. which he didn't like at all. But he did notice that the shadows lessen but the two lost seemed to have appeared as person."Katsuki.." The woman talked. "I am Nana Shimura.. He is the first holder of One for All." She gestured to the weak looking man. "The others.. weren't sure of you yet but, Me and the first are proud of you.. it wasn't much but.. you wanted to help Toshinori, fight alongside him.. save him. Of course he wouldn't let you risk your life early so you had to go."
"Ninth.. an angry blonde." The weak man said. His lips quirk into a soft smile. "but a good hero." the man finished making Katsuki taken aback. He didn't think they'd come to encourage him.. all along before, all they did was saying he is a wrong fit. "Stay true young man!" Nana added before all went black.
Katsuki woke up. He opened his eyes and looked around seeing he's in the hospital before he got up. It was like a nightmare, dark and scary.. it was cold in that dream but, he wasn't scared, the two people seemed to give him a piece of positivity enough to make him smile a genuine one though small. It was a good dream. Could he even call it a dream?
It was a short dream but it sure did take a few hours. The sun was already rising. He wondered how Deku is doing. The sun is already rising and he sees his hold hag and old man sitting near his bed, sleeping. He got up quietly not to disturb them and snuck out his room. As he recalled from the nurses, Izuku's room should be in the same hall as his.
When he went out, just a look to the right, he saw two familiar teens sitting on the waiting seats in a quite distance. When he neared the two, Todoroki was sleeping and Hitoshi is wide awake playing on his phone. Finally noticing the blonde, Hitoshi didn't move since Todoroki was leaning on him, even though the dual color haired boy was drooling he couldn't help but feel guilty if he woke Todoroki up. He then spoke. "Bakugou."
"Where's deku?" Hitoshi motioned his head to the door room. "Zawa's in there, probably Zashi too. Zuku's probably sleeping." He added before the ash blonde went in.
Katsuki opened the door ad went in to see Hizashi sleeping and Aizawa awake. "Bakugou?" questioned his homeroom teacher. "I thought you'd be asleep and Yamada sensei would be awake." Bakugou said. "And you're oddly quiet." Shota answered back.
Katsuki went beside Izuku who is sleeping peacefully. He noticed his friend's face is a bit flushed. "He has a fever." Aizawa said as if he knows what Katsuki was thinking. "Back then, when you were three.. the way he acted when he got turned into a child, was he always like that?"
"Why'd you ask old man?" "Only met him at four."
The two talked it out until Hizashi woke up. Bakugou decided to go back to his room since he doesn't want old hag to make a scene at the hospital. Her loud voice was too much even for him to handle. He always loses in their arguments.
Now eight am, Izuku woke up. "Shoto?" he called the first person he saw. "Izu, good morining." He greeted. "Dad and Papa will come back a bit later, they went to the cafeteria." Hitoshi said making Izuku look at him. "Good morning Toshi!" Izuku greeted a bit more lively. He tried to get up but only to be pushed down by Shoto. "you still have a fever." Hitoshi said before thanking Todoroki.
"But I'm hungry!!" Izuku whined but then had a head ache. "Papa Zashi did say you act like a child when you're sick." Hitoshi worded his thoughts. "Yeah.. he does.." TOdoroki said remembering the times Izuku went feverish. "and persistent.."
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