hikari means light

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TW
- PANIC ATTACK
- VERBAL/PHYSICAL ABUSE
- FLASHBACKS
- SWEARING
- IMPLIED SEXUAL ASSULT
- ATTEMPTED SUICIDE
- YELLING
- SWEARING

THIRD PERSON POV

About 15 minutes after hitoshi had called, yamada had come bursting through the door. Hitoshi was still in the kitchen waiting for his dad who had only just returned.

"Hey hito! Where's dad and izu?" He asked expectantly.

"Theyre both in the loungeroom. Zuku woke up and had some sort of breakdown and now I think he's crying with dad" hitoshi explains slowly and quietly. He didn't like seeing his bother like this.

This whole situation with izuku was odd to him. Hitoshi himself has known izuku, hikari, deku or whoever he is for only a few days and yet is already so attached to him. There's so many different parts to izuku that draws hitoshi in. Those parts are also what he loves about izuku. (In a platonic brotherly way guys shoosh)

In parts of izuku, all he can see in a broken small child who just wants to be loved but is too scared. In other parts he sees a fearless bratty ignorant teenager who doesn't like rules or adults. Then he sees the cold hearted closed off super skilled ninja bitch who doesn't feel shit! Yeah izuku confused hitoshi alot. He didn't understand him and he didn't understand why he wanted to understand him so badly. He wanted to be there for izuku till the day he dies. He didn't have a clue on why he was so attached to izuku he only knew that he was his little brother and he'd do anything to protect him.

"Do you think its alright if I go in there?" Yamada asks. He was mindful of how fragile izuku was and didn't want to ruin any moments he was having with aizawa.

"Yes pops I'm sure that's fine. I'll come with you" hitoshi says and smiles. He admired his dad for his thoughtfulness and sensitivity in serious situations like this.

Yamada and hitoshi smile at eachother before walking into the lounge room to see the rest of their little family.

IZUKU POV

Here I am. Crying again. I feel like all I do lately is cry. Ever since I've been with them all I've done is cry and feel. I tried turning them off and failed. That ended in me falling off a building and, oh look! More crying! Im soooo done. So so done. It's actually unbelievably funny how done I am. So funny that I was going to kill myself! But oh look. Still alive and crying!

Im still sitting here on the lounge crying in to aizawas aizawas chest, laying in his arms like a pathetic damsel in distress. I gather enough strength to pull away from the warm comforting arms and wipe my tears vigorously to try and stop them. I hear aizawa sigh in disappointment as I move away from him. Moments later I hear two pairs of footsteps and two voices coming this way from the kitchen. I can tell its toshi and yamada and I look up just in time to meet their gazes. Both eyes soften and sadden when they see me.

Am I really that pitiful and pathetic?

I look away not wanting to meet their gaze as I go to get up off of the lounge. I didn't notice yamada walking towards me as I stood up.
My vision grew blurry and I felt dizzy once again and I stumbled slightly, trying to regain the ability to see where the fuck I was going so I didn't fall on my face.
I felt a pair of arms supporting me as I stumbled and tried to see.

"Are you alright izu?" He said. Yamada. I'd know that soft happy tone from anywhere. The nickname.

Once I wasn't dizzy anymore and I could see properly I pulled away from yamada, pushing him back slightly.

"Peachy" I responded to his earlier question.

"What was that just then?" Aizawa asks obviously reffering to the *dizzy spell* I just had.