Don't Let the Spark Die [BNHA Gen 2]

Chapter 9: In Between Missing You

A/N: In this story, Mic and Aizawa are a thing, Shinsou is their son and Eri is their adopted daughter

Bakugo POV

The first week Kaminari was gone was probably one of the hardest weeks that Class 1-A will ever face. No one ate, no one slept, no one went to class. We all stayed huddled in the common room, hugging each other as if we were scared someone else would get taken. Akira wouldn't leave my side after the attack. He was always snuggled up close to me, his arms on my waist and his head in the crook of my neck as I sat between his legs. We hadn't kissed since Kaminari went missing but that was the least of my worries. After a while, I left the common room and locked myself in my dorm.

I felt awful about the kidnapping because...well because it was my fault. I was paying attention to Akira rather than my surroundings, causing Kaminari to have to help me. Kirishima made sure to tell me at least 3 times a day.

"It's all your fault Bakugo"

"She shouldn't have had to rescue you Bakugo"

"Why weren't you paying attention Bakugo?"

Everything Kirishima has said to me ran through my head as I sat on the floor in my dorm.

"SHUT UP TSUYOI I KNOW!!!" I screamed, throwing a glass cup across the room, tears beginning to form in my eyes.

"I know Kirishima. I know it's my fault." I whispered, feeling broken beyond belief. I didn't even notice someone had walked in until I heard their footsteps in front of me. It looked like it was the frog boy. I quickly wiped away my tears and sniffed.

"What do you want frog boy?" I croaked. The feet shuffled so that the person was sitting in front of me. I looked up and saw that girl, Yumena Jiro.

"Oh hey, music nerd. What do you want?" I said quietly. She looked at me with pity in her eyes. I hate pity. I hate the look people give when they show pity. The way they look at you as if you're a weak little child.

"Listen Baku it's not your fau-" she started, gently touching my hand. I pulled away.

"Don't you dare say it's not my fault because it is and we all know it is." I told her. She stood up and sighed.

"I don't know if you know how long you've been in here but you haven't left this room for about a week in a half. Midoriya brings you breakfast, lunch and dinner every day but he says that you're either sleeping or staring absently at the wall, with no emotions in your eyes. Class hasn't started yet but Aizawa says that they will resume tomorrow. I'm sending in your little boyfriend. He's worried himself sick over you." Jiro gives me a small smile and closes the door. Moments later I hear someone run down the hall and burst into my room.

"KARASA!! Omg Karasa." Akira exclaims, out of breath as he runs to me. He wrapped his arms around me and hugs me tightly. I start to cry. I don't why or how or if it was because he was here or because Kaminari wasn't. I just put my head on his shoulder and started to cry. He moved us so I was cuddled up in his lap with my head on his chest.

"Shhh Kara it's okay. It's okay I'm right here. I've got you." Akira whispered in my ear as he rubs my back. All of a sudden, the door slams shut, scaring us both.

Kirishima POV

As I was walking to my dorm room I hear Midoriya talking to someone. I follow his voice and end up outside Bakugo's room, where the door was still fully open. I see Bakugo in Midoriya's arms with her head on his chest as he rubs circles on her back.

"Shhh Kara it's okay. It's okay I'm right here. I've got you." I hear him loudly whisper in her ear. I can't take it anymore. Why does she get him and I get nothing. She took my best friend away and gets to be happy with hers. I slam the door and run back to my own room, crying on the floor with no one to hold me like he holds her.

~Time skip another depressing week~

Aizawa's POV

2 weeks has gone by since the kidnapping of Pika Kaminari. While the UA staff tried to figure out who the mysterious villain was that kidnapped Pika, we gave the students of 1-A a break As annoying and tiring as they are, it really hurt me to see such a strong group of people be so down. I mean not one of them ate or slept for that week and a half. Mostly everyone stayed in the common room, huddled together, not speaking. Midoriya and Bakugo were the only ones who left. Bakugo went to her room and cooped herself up for the break. Midoriya made her 3 meals a day, though every time I saw a full plate go to her room, they always came back untouched. When the classes turned to normal, so did most of the students. They were all up, eating, studying, training and sleeping again. All but Kirishima, who seemed to have taken Kaminari's absence the hardest.

"Mic I think we need to tell her about the rescue team we're planning. Tsuyoi Kirishima I mean." I sigh as I lay down on our bed. He scoops me up and plays with my hair.

"You know we can't Shota. It wouldn't be fair to give her that false hope if the plan falls through. We haven't even found Kaminari yet." he tells me "But maybe we could offer Shinsou a job at UA as a councillor to help your class. I mean, he's comfortable there at UA, he told me yesterday that he's out of work and he has all his degrees." Mic suggested, still playing with my hair.

"You want me to ask our son, Shinsou Aizawa, to work at UA? What about Eri? She's more approachable than our boy." I smiled to myself, thinking back to when they both moved away for college. I turned around and kissed Mic, as though I might lose him too. He was surprised by the sudden movement but didn't relax into the kiss like her normally would. I pulled away to see that he was crying.
"What's wrong? Mic? Are you okay?" I asked, getting worried. My husband never cried so I didn't really know how to react. He hugged me, resting all his weight onto me.

"Denki doesn't know. He's been out on a mission and we asked the news not to report on the missing persons case for Pika. He's just lost his wife to the league and now his daughter's gone too. How are we going to tell him that his daughter went missing because of the same people who are responsible for his wife's death." he cries, sinking into me as I lay down with him, pulling him close to my chest.

"I'll make the phone call tomorrow. We'll figure it out Mic. We can call Shinsou as well. Sleep tight love." I sigh as I feel my eyes going heavy. 

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