Heartless | BakuDeku

106°F

106°F - A temperature that indicates
an alarming fever.

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"Hmm, this is quite dangerous isn't it?" Hatsume stated seriously with slightly wide eyes that scanned the robot's body. Her lab partners nodded.

"Yes, he was found in the streets like this and it has been going on for a few hours. His body won't stop burning up. It is quite unusual...his cold blood has risen to the point that it feels human!" One of them exclaimed.

"He is truly the most interesting specimen of all time in the robotic field. I have never heard of a robot that can experience a fever. His breathing is irregular and his symptoms are exactly like that of a fever!" Another said.

"Yes and-"

"Stop." Hatsume's brow twitched with a hand up. It was the first time she was so troubled by a mere tool made of wires and mechanical parts. She always excelled in this subject but now she seems to have met her life challenge.

"Is there anything we can do to fix him? Nothing is going to be achieved if we keep him encased in this damn freezer all day." She mumbled as she tapped against the glass coffin. Midoriya laid there, his breath slowly coming out to create fog on the glass occasionally.

"Well...we conducted some research on his system and it turns out that-"

"Yes...there is that error! Why didn't I think of that earlier?" Hatsume's eyes lit up. "His system seems to have failed him because his mind kept forcing forbidden thoughts and emotions that a robot was never supposed to have. That error...called love."

"Love? Well, we did find an error but is it really love?"

"Yes...and I know exactly who might have caused this. For now, we don't need to attract his attention. In fact...Midoriya's appearance seems to have proven it all. Why did I not even figure this out earlier? Proceed with my plans right now." The pink-haired woman smirked as she slipped on her gloves and mask. Her eyes stared at the unconscious and very tomato looking Midoriya.

"We are going to make him completely human..."

...

"Ugg...hmm..." Bakugou yawned when he sat upon his bed in a daze. He walked out to the hallway, expecting to see Midoriya, but not even a ghost greeted him.

"Deku?" He called out, suddenly feeling guilty about yesterday. "Deku?" He went around the house, searching for his companion before straight up panicking after realizing that he wasn't here.

"Oh no...where the fuck did you go?!" He muttered as he quickly got ready and changed. He ran outside and began to search every street while asking pedestrians. Finally, he ended up getting a crucial clue.

"Woah, it's Ground Zero! So cool!" A girl squealed when she saw the man of her dreams. Bakugou frowned at the sight of the group of children that jumped up and down when they saw him. He had to admit though, the little girl who called him out sure had a good taste.

"Have you seen Deku?" His gruff voice slightly scared the children, along with his laidback glare.

"Hmm, ah! Do you mean the one with the green costume? I have! He was lying on the wall over there!" The girl pointed at an empty wall. Bakugou scrunched up his nose. "And then some people with these white long clothes came and took him away...too bad, I wanted an autograph!"

"Hmm, I see. Here ya go." He threw his business card at the little girl's hands. "My signature is printed on it." He then walked towards the wall that Midoriya supposedly lied on, but the girl called him out again.

"Wait! Deku-san also didn't look good. His face was very red! I have never seen him that red before!" The girl exclaimed.

Bakugou froze at her words. Red? No way...

He laughed a bit, his eyes betraying his smile. There was no fucking way...Deku doesn't have red blood...he has blue blood. What the fuck is this midget talking about?

"Hey...you are joking right?" The blond eerily stared at the girl, causing goosebumps to crawl on her body. "There is no way he had a red face...it should have been blue."

"S-Sir...b-but I really d-did see his r-red face..." The girl whimpered and backed off before running in tears. Bakugou's glare had two pits of fire that could've intimidated even Cerebus from the abyss of the Underworld.

"Red...blood?" He mumbled to himself as he investigated the wall that Midoriya lied on. He then crouched, his wide eyes spotting something unbelievable.

"No...no fucking way. T-This isn't his blood...is it?" He shakily smeared a drop of blood on the concrete ground in utter disbelief.

It was red.