Everything Is Falling Apart ( But At Least I Have You)

Do You Have A Plan? Yes or No?

Izuku silently berated himself as she rushed through the halls of Heights' Alliance, towards the teachers' accommodations. How could he have been such an idiot to not remember what the League was up to? Of course, he had been kidnapped and there were scarily large gaps in his memory not only from those three months but also from that very day, but that was no excuse!

Izuku could hear Katsuki rushing after him, throwing questions out to him in a vain attempt to gain some sort of context concerning the situation that Izuku was so worried about, but Izuku had no time to answer Katsuki's questions. Izuku had full faith that his teachers would have come up with some sort of plan by this point, but his worry wouldn't be satiated unless he heard directly from All Might or Aizawa about even just the foundations of their plan to tackle Shigaraki and his attempt to takeover hero society as a whole.

"Izuku!" Katsuki yelled, "Slow the fuck down!"

Izuku didn't dignify Katsuki with a reply. He simply powered onwards. He had to know what All Might and Aizawa were going to do about this. Sure, they would be mad at him for being out of the dorms after curfew. Sure, they would most likely tell him it was none of his concern because they just knew that he would get himself involved. Sure, Izuku was expecting them to withhold information, but as long as he got even a shred of information, he would be fine with that.

When Izuku (and Katsuki, who had followed him with a stormy expression) arrived at the teachers' accommodations, he was surprised to find that Present Mic and Aizawa were already standing outside of the dorms, conversing in low voices. Izuku couldn't hear what they were saying, but their body language was intimate. This wasn't completely unexpected since it was a well-known fact within Class 1A that Aizawa and Present Mic had been married for five years. 

Upon seeing Izuku and Katsuki rushing over to them, Hizashi and Aizawa subtly moved further away from one another as they turned to face the boys. 

"What are you two doing outside of the dorms after curfew? If there is an emergency, you know to use the signal," Aizawa admonished sternly.

"Aizawa!" Izuku gasped for breath, after three months in captivity, his endurance was abysmal, "Have you made a plan to stop Shigaraki?"

Aizawa looked baffled for a second, such a question came from nowhere, but his confusion quickly faded from his face, replaced instead by a steely glare. "That's none of your concern, Midoriya. When you showed us those pictures, we immediately started making a plan. A plan that you, nor any of your classmates, are privy to." 

Izuku nodded his head rapidly in understanding, "Yeah. Yeah. I know that, just please tell me you have a solid plan. I don't know what happened to me when... when I was kidnapped, but I do know that it couldn't have been anything good. They could have looked at my memories. They could have created a nomu that looks and acts exactly like me. They could have done anything to me just so that they could infiltrate UA and take down the school and hero society along with it!"

"Midoriya," Aizawa sighed wearily, he placed a hand on Izuku's shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "We have conducted many tests on you, and you are not a nomu. I know how your mind works. Trust us, trust the pros, we have got this handled."

Silently, Izuku nodded. He did trust Aizawa, above a lot of adults, and he trusted that he had a plan to stop Shigaraki. But... Izuku still couldn't shake the overwhelmingly foreboding feeling that had coiled itself around his fragile heart.

Katsuki was annoyed that he had to chase his boyfriend through the campus just when he was about to fall asleep. And to say that he was mortified when his teachers saw him in his nightwear would be a massive understatement. All of that's to say that when he returned to his bedroom with Izuku at his side, he wanted nothing more than to go to sleep and let the entire night's events fall into the past. But Izuku had other ideas.