Hanahaki

Chapter 2

Izuku's pov

"Hey, Deku!" Uraraka called as she jogged up beside me.

"Hey. How are you?"

"I'm fine. I just had a question to ask." She looked a bit nervous. She couldn't maintain eye contact and she was fidgeting with her fingers a bit.

Oh no. "Sure, what's the question?"

"Umm...I may have accidentally fallen asleep in class and was wondering if I could borrow your notes."

Oh my goodness, what a relief. I thought she was going to ask about the disease.

Yeah, something I've learned, hiding something like hanakura disease means that you are paranoid 24/7 and that you think everyone knows and are just not saying anything. Or, that the next person that comes up to you will say something. It's honestly fraying the last nerves I have.

"Oh, yeah sure!" I beam back at her.

She smiles and thanks me before we are joined by Iida.

Shortly after Iida comes Todoroki.

Then somehow, the whole class ended up walking together. It was a little strange since we all get to the dorms at different times, even if we do leave at the same time.

As we arrive at the dorms, everyone splits up and goes their separate ways. I hand Uraraka my notes before she leaves and then head up to my own room.

As soon as I close the door, I'm on the ground curled up into a ball with my arms wrapped around my middle.

Something else I've learned, if you squeeze yourself into a ball, it doesn't hurt as bad.

I slowly crawl over to my bed and rip the comforter off, returning back to my curled up position and throwing the blanket on top of me.

Something else I've learned, sleeping can sometimes help pass the time with this disease. After a while, the pain becomes so intense you can't sleep, but as of right now, it helps me to pass the time and escape the pain for however long I sleep for.

Before I can drift off to sleep there's a knock on my door.

It's probably just Uraraka returning my notes. So I ignore it and sleep.

When I wake up and look at the clock it reads 5 pm. I was about to get up when I felt a sharp stabbing sensation. It felt like someone was jamming a knife in between my ribs.

I curled into a ball and felt something in the back of my throat. When I coughed, I started to choke. After coughing violently, a few red flower petals made their way out of my mouth.

Oh shit.

Stage 2.

Stage two is like breaking a bone. I go through that enough for the pain to maybe be dulled. This is also going to be slightly harder to hide.

Shit, shit, shit.

What am I gonna do now? Maybe I can have someone with a healing quirk help or something?

I know mom knows one, it's not like I can really trust Recovery Girl with something like this. I guess I'll have to call her up.

>Hey mom!

>Izuku! How are you sweetie!

Yeah, she doesn't know about this either.

>I'm doing fine. I was wondering if I could have the name of that doctor you knew. Recovery Girl needs help healing someone's injuries and she asked me to set up a meeting with her.

>Of course! Here's her number: xxx-xxx-xxxx

> Thank you! I'm, what's her name again?

>Mini, Mini Singapore. I hope the student is going to be okay. Keep me updated, yeah?

>Will do. Bye mom!

>Bye sweetie!

Mini Singapore, I hope you can help me.

Really short chapter, I'm sorry. Also, sorry if the call with his mother sounded weird. ALSO sorry for not updating recently. A lot has been going on and I haven't had motivation among other things. I'll try to update it more frequently, my apologies