Witness | Villain Deku AU | BNHA

7 | Floating

The next few days went by as a haze. I was still not even sure what day it was. Everything those past weeks had melded together. The fact that I had even seen my mom get put into the ground still hasn't registered fully in my mind. 

The first time I fell back into consciousness I saw bright lights with silhouettes on either side of me. I was being wheeled somewhere. That was when I was rushed to the hospital after the incident. The next time I awoke I had felt a hand holding my own. I'm pretty sure that had been Uraraka's hand. The whole time I was coming and going I kept thinking, I kept hoping that I wouldn't wake up again. The blurry thoughts I was having were horrible. I just didn't want to be there or even alive. I was deeply depressed.

The final time I woke up was 3 days after the fire. I was laying in a hospital bed with an IV in my arm and an oxygen tube in my nose. I pulled both out right away very quickly realizing that I was very weak. 

A team of nurses rushed into my room. They tried to calm me down and made me put the oxygen back on. Shortly after the nurses entered, a man in a suit and a nicely dressed woman came in. They greeted me with sympathetic smiles. It made me feel sick.

"Hello Mr. Midoriya. We are sorry about your loss," the woman said empathetically. "I am Yuki Karo and I am with the social services."

I cringed. I knew something like this was coming.

"And I am Aimo Suzuki. I am a private investigator. I am just here to ask a few questions," He smiled.

I looked down at my hands. My pudding stained bandage was removed from my hand. I twiddled my fingers.

"Mr. Midoriya, as you know, you are only 15 years of age which is not legal age yet, but we do have a few options for you as far as living. There is a chance for you to go into a foster home," Yuki said politely. She came closer to my bed. "Or you can stay at Yuuei now in one of the dorms, or you could go into foster care, but it isn't for everyone. You are in High School so the option of boarding is available. The social services would pay for your dorm since you are not old enough to get a job, and we were not able to get in contact with any of your other family."

I wasn't in the mood to here any of this after I had just woken up. 

"No," I muttered. My throat burned after I spoke.

"Excuse me?" The woman said.

"Please stop," I said. Tears stung at my eyes. 

I didn't want any of this. I didn't want to believe any of this.

The conversation after this was a messy one full of my cussing and yelling. They tried to talk to me calmly, but I couldn't be calm after everything that happened. It ended with me getting strapped to the bed and sedated. I was not having it. They made me feel like I was insane.

The time I woke up after this I was in a wheel chair being wheeled to my mother's funeral. I was dressed in a tuxedo, and I didn't even have time to think about how they dressed me. Everything was just happening too fast. I felt like I was floating. Half from all of the drugs they were giving me and half of all the crap that had happened. 

The funeral was small and simple with a few of my mom's close friends there. A lot of the Yuuei teachers were there, and some of my classmates. I was most surprised to see Bakugo there.

The nurse wheeled me to the front of the crowd and near the coffin. For once I was actually wishing All Might was in there. 

A portrait of my mom was on display next to the closed casket. I was happy it was closed. I don't think i'd have any sanity left if I had seen her laying in there. 

A few nice speeches were said about my mom. Happy prayers and tearful goodbyes were made. I was sat there staring straight ahead. I was still floating. This all felt like a bad dream. I was so out of it that I wasn't even able to say anything nice at my own Mother's funeral. 

After the funeral I was given many platters of food and many hugs. My friends from class all said hi. If i'm being honest I don't even remember which of them were there. I only remember Uraraka's warm hand in mine once again. She spoke sweetly of my mom and I just looked at her and nodded. I was sick of hearing it all. Even from her.

I was almost back to normal days after that. They had started giving me less sedation so I could finally think straight. The doctors told me that they had been doing that as a precaution because I had an uncontrollable temper and they didn't want me to lose it. I personally thought it was BS (Who did they think I was? Bakugo?).

A week later I was out of the hospital and in a conference room with the social services lady and principal Nezu across from me. I had a small green bag with what was left of my belongings next to me. 

"You are telling us you don't want to continue going to Yuuei?" Principal Nezu said sadly.

I nodded. I didn't need to be around heroes reminding me how useless they were. 

"We can make accommodations for you to go to a boarding school in Tokyo this coming semester," Yuki, the social services lady, said. "If that is what you truly want."

"Yes. That is what I want. I thought I wanted to be a hero, but in light of recent events I have found out more of who I truly am and that is not a hero." I said as I looked straight at them. 

They both nodded. Yuki tapped on her laptop. 

"Ok, Mr. Izuku Midoriya," Yuki said quickly standing up. She held out her hand. "Good luck too you! The preparations will be made very soon. Till then you will be staying at Yuuei. We will occasionally check up on you, but from now on you are an independent High School student."

I shook her hand firmly. Principal Nezu looked down sadly. My lips pressed into a strange smile frown. My emotions were mixed. This felt right, but I didn't know why. 

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Hey friends! SOrry this fic has turned soul crushing and sorry it took me 20 years to update! I will try to update again very soon! I swear I don't like leaving you on cliff hangers ahh!!!