The Dragon & The Kitsune.

Chapter 57 - Izuku.

Monday. The new start of the week after internships. Rolling over to the 1A classroom, you'll find the students sitting at their desks, waiting for their teacher, while happily talking to each other about their experiences so far. The bell had already rung, so where was Aizawa? Izuku however, was only partially listening to everything going on around him. Why? Because Rhyki had also yet to turn up at school as well. He'd slept over at TG last night, so wouldn't have met up with her, and she wasn't answering texts or calls from anyone. What the fuck was going on? Where was she? Usually, she'd have answered him by now, even while being on a job.

"Izuku, what did you do on your internship? Who were you with again?" Momo's voice pulled him from his thoughts. He blinked a few times.
"I was with Creator. It wasn't too bad, caught a few villains amongst other things, then Thursday and Friday I spent it in the lab with Creator while he began doing orders for some new pro heroes and I did the paperwork/business side."
"That's awesome! I took your recommendation on going with Gunhead and learned a lot from him in hand-to-hand." She smiled brightly at him.
"That's good to hear Momo." His phone binged and he peered down at it. Unlocking the device fully, he opened the message.

Mum: Izuku, is everyone in your class?

Izuku: Yes, why? What's wrong?

Mum: Ok, I'm on my way to the classroom now. I'll explain when I get there, sunshine.

Izuku: Erm, ok????

She didn't reply, so he put the device down.
"You ok babe?" Eiji asked, putting a hand on his arm. Emeralds clashed with slightly worried rubies.
"I'll be ok. Something isn't adding up though, as Rhyki should be here by now. Has she answered any of you lot?" He questioned the group.
"No." They answered with a shake of their heads.
"You think something has happened to her?" Bakugou said, peering up from his own device.
"I have an inkling that something has happened, yeah." He grunted, just as the door opened. The class fell silent as his mum, Nezu, Present Mic and All Might walked in. None of them were smiling. He instantly tensed up. The teachers stood at the front of the class and Nezu climbed onto the podium to see everyone better.

"Good morning 1A. I trust that your internships went well. We are, however, not here for simple conversation unfortunately. As you might have noticed, Rhyki and Aizawa are not here. For the internships, Rhyki teamed with Aizawa and followed the lead of a drug and prostitution ring, but it ran into complications." Nezu sighed before taking a thin folder from Mic.
"What problems exactly?" Izuku demanded. Why the fuck hadn't he been asked to join in helping?
"When I hadn't heard from Aizawa, I tracked his phone that still, thankfully, had its location still on. He was where the ring was supposedly meant to be. With further research, I, unfortunately, found this from a camera in a private room." He handed the folder to his mum, who gave it to him. He opened it and the temperature around him dropped instantly. Inside was two photos. One of a topless Aizawa tied up, badly beaten. The other was Rhyki, in her underwear beaten and chained. Fortunately, her mask was still in place. Both were bloodied, had an assortment of cuts and bruises, what looked like broken limbs and had eyes shut. Unconscious maybe, or just timing on the photo to catch them mid-blink.

Why wasn't Rhyki using her quirk to get free though? Then he noticed the handcuffs – fucking quirk-cancelling. How the fuck did they get a hold of those? Unless they were black market ones? Which if not removed soon, would start to cause immense pain from who knows what they'd used to create them. He wanted to know how they'd been caught too. His gaze lifted and the teachers literally took a step back from the raw fury that gleamed within. Ragtags gasped as they saw the photos themselves, as they'd leaned over to look. Bakugou was the worst, considering it was his girlfriend, with Mina cuddled up into his side, her face buried into his throat as she quietly sobbed seeing the state her best friend was in.
"Why the fuck has no one gone in to help?" He bit out, closing the folder so they didn't have to see the images anymore.