Quirkless Rejects

I'm Back!

Izuku slightly regretted storming out as such for two reasons.
One: His arm hurt like hell and he was pretty sure that he was mega dehydrated.
Two: Mikumo was the only one who knew how to get back from Aizawa's apartment.
He sighed and continued walking.
Izuku could hear it. People were staring and pointing because, Oh yeah, I'm a wanted criminal now and a highly recognizable face. Some started videoing him and Izuku saw others backing away, understandably. And, Oh, that person just called the cops.
Out of the corner of his eye, a warp gate opened up in the alley over. Kurogiri's voice came through. "Eraserhead informed Grimlin that you were on the streets and Grimlin requested a lift for you." Izuku chuckled and sent a silent thanks to both Aizawa and Grimlin. "Yeah, thanks." He stepped through without hesitation.

He was so done for today.

Izuku walked out and into the alleyway behind the apartment building. Grimlin and Anima were there waiting for him. "Welcome back...." Anima started. "Izuku," Izuku finished. Grimlin nodded. "Welcome back, Izuku. We thought we'd help you up since you cannot walk through the front door without your uniform, cap, and contacts. Your arm and muscles will be a little tense as they were just rebuilt."
Izuku nodded. "Yeah... thanks."
They seemed to relax, obviously tense over what had happened. Understandable. Anima started up the latter and Izuku followed. It was okay until he had tried to pull up with his right arm. He gasped in pain. His muscles spasmed and Izuku unwillingly let go. "Ah!" Grimlin, who was just behind him, stabilized him, keeping his hand on Izuku's back as Izuku climbed up with only one arm. They eventually crawled through the window of their apartment.

Izuku face planted on the couch. He didn't see them, but he heard Jester, Anima, and Grimlin sit in the new armchairs they had gotten.
"Mhmphmumllmm..." Izuku mumbled out but his face was still on the sofa.
Jester chuckled. "Dude, what?" Izuku turned his face so that it was facing the outside of the couch and towards his family.
"I am going to kill Kacchan."

The mood dropped and Izuku planted his face back into the couch. Grimlin, Anima, and Jester all stared at each other. Jester mouthed 'Deku?' Anima shook her head, 'Izuku.' Jester shook his head. 'That was Deku just now.' No one replied.

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Deku felt it. It was harder to breathe. Not hard to breathe because of the injury, but because of the substantial amount of time he hasn't been present. He does not know how long it has been but it has been long enough for the border of both Izuku and Mikumo's rooms to be at the edge of his bed now. It was harder to think straight and every once in a while he'd blackout. When he did, the border was just a bit closer.
Deku jolted forward with strong pain in his chest. He whipped around to see Izuku at the border. Izuku simply pointed up before turning back to his own bed and lying down. AH! Finally, it's my turn! Deku jumped up from his position at his desk and stood in the middle of his room, which was by now, the middle space between his desk and bed, before fading into the waking world.

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Deku blinked his eyes multiple times. He gasped for air like it was an almost extinct existence. He was behind the warehouse, where he usually was whenever his 'shift' started. Oh, thank goodness! He noticed something in his hand, a piece of paper. Deku read over it, eyes widening in shock.

Deku,
Mikumo had been unconscious for three days from an injury caused by Shig on the right arm, check for reference. It will hurt for a bit. Then I was present for about a day so in all, you were out of the present for four days. That is the gist of it.
Izuku.

Three days!? Then the border... He gulped. Understood. Deku sighed, just happy to be here, and enters the warehouse. He quickly went to the changing corner and began to get into his costume. While the scar across his abdomen was covered, mostly, by the vest, the scar on his arm was painfully noticeable. It surrounded the upper right arm. The scar stopped about an inch below the shoulder and just above the elbow but it wasn't clean cut. The edges were jagged and rough, there were unfinished cracks fanning out from the ends.
Maybe I should add sleeves to my costume?
Deku left the changing room after putting on his sunglasses and mask deciding against it. The scar didn't look too bad. What great warrior didn't have a few battle wounds, after all?