The Grey Area

Izuku Finds a Body, or, How Dabi Was Accidentally Adopted by Midoriya Inko

If you asked Dabi, this wasn't how he thought he'd be spending most of his teens either, but half dead and bleeding out behind a dumpster in one of the busier malls in the area wasn't a normal thing anyway. The dumpster he had fallen behind was surrounded by scorched pavement, reminders of when he thought it'd be a good idea to cauterize the wound. It wasn't. It most definitely wasn't.

He resigned himself for the end, sighing as his vision started to get black spots. Well, he thought, letting out a strained breath. At least Shoto, Natsuo, and Fuyumi won't have to see me like this. Someone stepped in front of him as his vision started blacking out completely.

"Hey... keep... just... awake!.." He didn't have the energy to move.

"Huh?" He muttered, and heard a large gasp.

"Oh no... lot of... stay..." Dabi's head hit the pavement with a thud.

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Izuku wasn't really thinking too much when he headed down the nearest alleyways on his way to the mall. It was a common thing, and he had them all memorized in case he needed to hide from Kacchan, or watch a hero fight. However, his mind started racing when he turned into an alleyway and the pavement was coated in red, because someone had been hurt, and he didn't know if it was a hero or a villain.

He walked forward with caution, holding his backpack in front of him like a shield. He squeaked as something shifted behind a dumpster.

"He-hello?" He peered around the metal, eyes widening as he saw the reason for all the blood.

"Oh my god!" He threw his backpack to the side and knelt down, ignoring the blood soaking into his knees. "Hey!" Are you okay? I mean, you're not okay- wow that's a big knife-" The man groaned and Izuku stopped. "Hey! Keep your eyes open. Stay awake! Please!"

"Huh?" The man groaned, twisting a bit on the ground. Izuku stared for a few seconds. "Oh no. Shoot, that's a lot of blood. What would mom do, what would mom do? Stay awake!" The man, however, apparently, had other plans, and passed out.

Mom, Izuku thought as he stared at the man, I'm sorry. I don't think I'm getting groceries today.

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After a bit of asking around and many, many, odd looks because he didn't think of covering the bloody mess of the man's body as he drug him across the city in a borrowed wagon, he reached his apartment complex.

"MOM!" He shouted, throwing the door open wide. She appeared in the hallway from the kitchen.

"Izuku? OH MY. You're covered in blood!" He forgot about that.

"Mom! Help him!" He rushed out the door again, hoping she was following. There was a large gasp, and she raced past him, beginning to issue orders.

"Put the tablecloth over some couch cushions on the floor."

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He was comfortable when he woke up. He was comfortable until he moved. Then, pain shot through his whole torso, and he hissed in surprise. Someone green moved into his vision and pushed him back down.

"Stay where you are or you'll mess up the stitches."

Her voice was stern, leaving no room for disagreement, so he did as he was told.