Oh no, Neko!

Yes or No?

{Oh no! I updated finally!! Somewhat short chapter, getting back into remembering where tf i was taking this fic}

Groggy... so, so dizzy.

Where? Where was this place? Was this place normal? It was quiet.

Why was it quiet?

Izuku shifted, forcing his heavy head to lift. He could hardly will his muscles to flex, making his attempt to look up not very successful.

Gazing through messy bangs, he managed to make out the fuzzy scene of brown and soft warm lights, bits of red and silver mixed into the blur.

His head pounded, he felt weak. A sense of urgency made his blood start to boil.

He was running with Uraraka and Tsu, trying to get help. Todoroki arrived... Todoroki. He was.. he wasn't right.

Izuku's chest tightened and he realize he wasn't breathing, sucking in air in ragged gasps through a dry mouth.

"Izuku Midoriya." A lone voice run out in the bar. It was low, mature man's voice, staticky, as if he was speaking through an old phone.

Izuku could barely focus on the direction that his name was spoke from.

The scene focused slightly with the influx of adrenaline. He pieced together a dimly lit bar, shelves of bottles behind it. On the edge of the bar by the wall was a blocky TV that read "Live Feed".

"You're awake?"

The voice asked this. When it sounded out, a green light appeared next to the Live Feed signal.

So that was what was speaking to him.

"W...wh...o?" The greenette managed to croak, immediately breaking out into a coughing fit. Pain wracked his fatigued body at the involuntary jolts.

"I've known you for a long time, but it's good to finally speak to you, my boy."

For a moment this voice reminded him of an evil All Might.

"Are you in pain, Midoriya?"

Izuku could hardly respond but his mind screamed yes. He hurt so fucking much. He was point to pass out again. His leg was swollen and burning, his neck ached, his muscles weak. It was as if his body was actively crumbling.

"Do you want me to help you with that pain? I need you to say yes or no."

Izuku squeezed his eyes shut, barely aware of thick tears trailing down his cheeks.

"Pl...please?.."

"Relax."

Izuku's mind went blank.

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Todoroki nosed around the crowd, seeing his class mixed with pro heroes and police.

He eyed Aizawa, being buried into a stretcher.

There was someone missing.

"..Momo." He turned towards the vice class representative. "Where is Midoriya?"

The dark haired girl smirked, "What, you worried~?"

She gazed around, the teasing quickly fell to concern.

"...Midoriya?" She yelled slightly, quickly hushing everyone around them. The head of green did not make itself known. "Midoriya??"

"Is a classmate missing?" A police man stepped forward, recounting. He seemed to pale with worry.