Strangers: A villain Deku fanfic

Memories

Bakugou POV:

I can't believe it, I still can't believe it.

"Help me! I don't know where I am!" I remember him saying while grasping at my shirt like a lost child. His eyes stared into mine, but it wasn't one of recognition, not at all. His stare went right through me as if he'd never met me before, let alone seen me. His eyes were empty and innocent, despite all the things he's been through.

I couldn't even say anything either, I probably scared him even further when I pushed him down onto the ground like that..I hope I didn't hurt him doing that.

Jesus what the hell am I worried about?! He has frickin memory loss and I care about a scratch on his cheek?

"Bakugo?"

Uraraka shook me a little, waking me up from being lost in thought. We were in the hospital at that point, there's no way I'd be able to focus on class after what had just happened, I'm sure Aizawa would understand..

We sat in the waiting room, the clock ticking but my mind racing with possibilities. I stared down at my hands, clasped together above my feet which uncontrollably tapped up and down on the tile floor. A figure stepped into my line of view, triggering my head to bolt up.

"I'll excuse you two from class this time." Mr. Aizawa spoke in a lax attitude for once, he stood over me, less intimidating and towering as usual, not like I am in fact intimidated by him or anything.

I didn't say anything, the whole situation was pretty much self-explanatory, all I could do was look to the side and fidget more. It was Uraraka who spoke in my place,

"Thank you so much Sensei, we'll never be absent again, this situation was just so urgent-"

Aizawa stretched a hand out in front of him and us, stopping her midsentence.

"Teachers need a break once in a while too, besides, all your classmates are sure to pop in later anyway. My warning stares are seeming to fade away with every month I teach you guys."

I smiled. Not fully adjusted to the understanding side of Mr. Aizawa

"I just hope he's alright." was all I could muster

It was quiet after that, everyone seemed to have the same thought.

Our moment of peace came to an end as soon as I spotted the same doctor who was in charge of the whole thing briskly walk out of the emergency room. Before I could think I sprang up from my chair and ran over to him, looking a little too anxious for his own comfort.

"I was just about to talk to your superiors, kid." He looked up from his clipboard and assessed me up and down with little to no interest. He didn't seem worried, so I guess that's a good sign, although doctors have seen the worst of it, so you can never find any clues in their faces.. God that irritates me.

Aizawa and Uraraka followed quickly in pursuit of me, ready to defend my case by any means if I got too angry, although I have kept my temper controlled lately. He saw Aizawa and pulled us to the side of the not so busy hallway,

"We knew that the coma would have some side effects..but we didn't expect it to be like this."

He waited for a response, which there was none, and kept talking,

"In short, he has long-term memory loss..get it?"

He smiled. Not an appropriate situation. He cleared his throat and continued,

"On a serious note, Izuku can't remember anything that has happened in the past year..whether this is good or bad is up to you-"

I didn't let him finish before I butted in,