Puppet Master

What Was Missing Can Be Found

Green eyes opened slowly, blinking a few times before actually focusing. Even then, they weren't really focused.

Izuku pushed himself into a sitting position but immediately regretted it. He held his head as his skull pounded painfully. His vision was slightly blurry and his eyes felt so heavy.

"-ku. C- -ou hea- -e? Iz-"

He blinked. Then again. This time a hand was in front of his face... waving?

"Izu-. He- o?"

The greenette slowly turned his head. He saw the sort of outline of a black-haired boy who looked somewhat... concerned?

Ah. Right. He was waving.

Izuku raised his own arm. It felt heavy. He waved back. Why did that make the boy even more worried? Izuku lowered his hand and looked up.

My head hurts... Where am I...? I'm tired... I want to sleep...

"-ay do- n. Go ba- to sl- p."

What is he saying? I'm too tired for this...

Izuku opted for laying back down. It eased the pain in his head a little. As soon as his head hit the pillow, Izuku was out cold.

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Wow. Izuku was really out of it.

Eijiro was drawing when he sat up an hour after being sedated. It scared Eijiro at first but that fear was quickly replaced by concern when Izuku groaned and placed a hand to his head. His eyes looked foggy and it took him a whole minute to realize that Eijiro was waving a hand in front of him.

Then he waved back. Very sloppily.

"Lay down, man. Go back to sleep." Eijiro gently guided his brother back down. Izuku blinked once, twice, and didn't open his eyes again, falling soundly asleep. At least being sedated he actually slept. He was pulling the blankets back over Izuku when a soft rapping came at the door.

*knock knock knock*

"Eijiro, dear?" He whipped his head around to the door, holding his tongue. "Do you want to talk?"

No, I don't, thank you very much.

Yes, I do!

He was torn between protecting Izuku and wanting to run and cry in his mother's arms.

"Alight..." Mom sound so hurt. It made his heart twist. "I'll leave dinner by the door then..."

He didn't hear her again. Eijiro opened the door and peaked out. There was a plate of pizza. He felt tears well in his eyes again. Eijiro took it and closed the door again.

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Izuku sat up again later that night. He winced at the light from the lamp. Izuku checked the time.

1:34 AM.

Izuku then noticed the sleeping form of Kiri, torso draped over Izuku's bed and sitting in his desk chair. He looked as if had been crying. He looked like Izuku felt. The greenette got out of bed, wobbling a bit on unsteady legs. Izuku tried to pick up Kiri but his arms didn't seem to be responding so he pushed the raven-haired boy into a sitting position and wrapped a blanket around him instead. Izuku looked around the room. It was eerily quiet.

His eyes fell on his mattress. Izuku didn't know what he was really thinking when he lifted it and rested his eyes on his blade that he almost forgot he had there.

He wasn't really planning on doing anything with it but he found comfort in holding it.

Izuku twirled it in his hand a bit. He left the room. It was quiet in the house. Izuku padded down the hallway. There was a light from the living room. Izuku didn't really take much note of it. The lamp was left on, that was it.