The Emerald Prince

Chapter 116: Darkest of Blues

^ Not my best work...but the hair worked out alright.

Did I say I was sorry?
Trigger warnings are here, but the section is marked out with a summary at the bottom.

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Aizawa Izuku... though he flinched if you mentioned 'Aizawa' was... not okay.

The teen was pale and quiet. He spent the next day in a corner of the bedroom, curled on the floor, crying and muttering at first but increasingly quietening and staring absently. His breathing was light and erratic, and he went through periods where he shook violently. He wouldn't eat, he wouldn't speak.

Shirakumo couldn't leave him on his own, but it was tough to leave him with Shigaraki when seeing Izuku's state was steadily breaking the older male. But with every second of Izuku showing no signs of eating, sleeping or any other non-self-destructive behaviour other than breathing... he knew he had to talk to Aizawa.

He eyed the trembling mess on the floor and messaged Shigaraki.
He came quickly enough, and Shirakumo spoke softly. "Tomura, stop avoiding him, he'll just assume you are because of his new situation. I don't care how guilty you feel, sit down there and hug him for dear life. I'm going to Shou- his father. If anyone does, he'll know what to do, or who would. Tomura... you couldn't have known, it isn't your fault."

Though Shigaraki nodded, Shirakumo knew he didn't believe him.
"Tenko..." mumbled the twenty year old dully.
Shimura blinked. "What?"
Shigaraki moved slowly over to where Izuku was curled up. "Shimura Tenko... not Shigaraki Tomura."

In spite of the terrible situation, Shirakumo couldn't help smiling slightly as he got up and stepped through a portal to the coordinates Aizawa had told him to come to, stealing himself for a difficult conversation.

He found himself outside a large residential block, his time with the league of Villains enabled him to recognise the building easily. The 1A Dorms.
He nervously strode forward to the door and knocked.

A few moments later, a tousled, stubbly and exhausted looking Shouta opened the door.
Emotions flowed across his face when their eyes met.
"It's... good to see you." Was all the man managed, though Shirakumo could hardly blame him.

"You too, but we can talk about all that another time. You need an explanation, and this is the soonest I could give it. Can I come in... Shou?"

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Shinsou hadn't slept in 53 hours. He never usually got much sleep - more since Izuku came into his life, but insomnia was not the type of thing to just fuck off when you asked it to.
But this was different.

He gazed into the equally shadowy reddened eyes of Hiniyuki across the room of otherwise sleeping teens - excepting Bakugou, though he was pretending to be, they both knew he wasn't.

The first night it had been eight teens.
The second night it was twenty - since Iida went to notify Hatsume and she came pale and uncharacteristically quiet to join them, her fingers constantly tinkering with something digital and probably dangerous. The big three had also been notified, though they were on patrols searching for Izuku, and remaining Shie Hassaikai members.

When they heard the knock, they started. Bakugou abandoning pretence and sitting up as Aizawa paced quietly into the room and out to the hallway.

A murmured conversation took place and then a man - who could only be Oboro, came back through with their teacher.
Midway back to his apartment, the teacher paused and turned to look at the three before beckoning them to join him. They followed without hesitation.