A few weeks passed as Izuku stayed in the hospital, his health was constantly monitored. His mothers whereabouts were still unknown and his father has yet to visit him.
Izuku coughed softly and looked around at the exasperating hospital room.
He looked down as tears began to fill his eyes. He wiped his eyes quickly. "Happy... be happy... happy happy.", he made himself smile and giggle softly as he stared at the plain white wall in front of him. He jumped as the door opened. "Oh.. Izuku Hun. We have Kastudon... would you like some", the blond women spoke. The small blond beside her grumbled.
Izuku nodded. "Mhm...",
"Has your father came to visit?", Mitsuki smiled.
"Oh... no was he supposed to...?",
"He's your father hun... and he said he visited you yesterday...",
Izuku giggled, "Silly Mitsuki! Daddy hasn't visited at all. Hmmm... he hasn't called either..",
Izuku looked down.
"When was the last time he visited?", Mitsuki ask hand on him a small bowl of katsudon.
"Uhm.. he hasn't visited yet...", Izuku mumbled looking at the food. "Or maybe you cant remember.", Katsuki remarked.
"But I have a good memory...", Izuku mumbled eating away at his kastudon.
"Let him be Katsuki.", Mitsuki patted his head gently.
Katsuki growled."So Izuku.. I was thinking you could stay with us for a bit until your father comes and gets you.", Mitsuki sat in a chair before his bed.
"Wow really?!", Izuku brightened smiling.
"Like hell this cripple will stay with us!! Mom he will take all of your attention!!", Katsuki whined and grumbled stomping his feet.
"Katsuki! Language!! And Stop being a whiny baby.", she mumbled slapping the back of his head.Izuku tilted his head to the side. "You don't like me?... I'll sleep on the couch. O-or even on the floor if you like.", Izuku offered with a smile after finishing the last bite of his kastudon.
"Hmph. The garbage is where you belong.", Katsuki plopped on the floor and crosses his arms.
"O-oh... yeah i-I guess..", Izuku put his bowl to the side and laid down.
"Ngh- y-you weren't supposed to agree",Mitsuki sighed, "you have to stay here for another day before you can leave. Katsuki do you mind keeping him company for the rest of the day? I have errands to run.", Mitsuki looks down at him standing.
"Yeah whatever...", he sighed.Mitsuki nodded and grabbed her things leaving both boys behind for the day.
Katsuki growled as Izuku closed his eyes. "Stay awake!",
Izuku jumped and sat up. "S-Sorry..", he mumbled looking down.
"You'll die if you sleep!", he teased.
"Oh.. that's to bad..", Izuku mumbled.
Katsuki crawled onto the bed and looked at him. "Why are you so down? You're not fun to make fun of if you don't cry.", he growled.
"Oh?... but crying is.. is annoying... that's what my mom says...",
Katsuki rolled his eyes and looked down. "You are annoying.",
"My mom says that too..", Izuku mumbled before laying down. "I'm sorry I'm not what you want me to be...", little Izuku closed his eyes and began to doze off as Katsuki watched him.A few hours went by and Izuku heart monitor began to accelerated, and beep loudly. Katsuki who had fallen asleep at the end up the bed jolted up and looked at the monitor before getting up and running out to get help.
Izuku began to cough profusely, he began to cough harder as blood came up and trickled down his cheek.
Once Katsuki got the doctor a few came running into his room, they began running tests as a nurse pushed Katsuki to the waiting room.
After a few hours, Izuku ended up being ok, while Mitsuki entered the building to find her son in the waiting room. "Why're you in here Katsuki? I thought I told you to keep Izuku company.",
Katsuki sighed and looked down. "The machine started beeping loudly and the nurses told me to wait here..",
Mitsuki furrowed her brows, Izuku won't be leaving for another week at most...

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Sad Excuse
FanfictionAn Illness? Is it really just an illness? Or one that was given at birth, and lead to a devastating future? Izuku was born with an Illness. This illness will slowly take his sight, then his hearing, it will even weaken his heart and lungs. Izuku wil...