Wings

Part 10

By the way, Kouta's parents are still alive at this point.

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Izuku walked into the house where Mandalay and the others stayed, the weight of his wings only adding to the weight of his physical and emotional pain. Kouta ran to him excitedly, showing off his million dollar smile. Izuku looked at Kouta lovingly and gave a small smile back.

Izuku looked up and saw the heros with a look of sadness on their faces.

"Hey Kouta, why don't you go play with some of the toys in your room, yeah? We can send Izuku over there in a bit if you'd like."

Kouta replied with a quick yes and ran down the hall. Izuku stumbled to the sofa and sat down, pushing his wings over the back.

"So we've done as much research as time let us, and we contacted another pro hero for help. We tried to get as much as we could to help you with your quirk, but please tell us if you need anything else or want to fill the room with things to make it feel closer to home.
We currently have a few basic things in there if you want to go see."

"My... Room? Like, it's mine?" Midoriya asked dumbfounded. He leaned forward with his hands beside him. His green marbles full of disbelief.

"Yes, it's yours. Would you like to see it?" Mandalay asked.

"Yeah, I can't wait! Maybe I can show Sushi!" Izuku said, a million dollar smile covering his face.

"Sushi?"

"Oh," Izuku blushed and glanced to the side "That's one of my friends."

The hero's stood up, and Mandalay made her way to Izuku. She thrusted her hand towards the winged boy, offering to help him stand up.

"Oh, thank you." Izuku said as he grabbed the pro hero's hand. He flinched and groaned as he stood.

"Alright, let's go. It's just down the hall to the left. Do you need my help?"

"No thank you, I'm good."

Izuku made his way towards the hallway. It was big enough for even the tallest student to walk through, but it seemed it was a different story for Izuku's wings. He relaxed his wings ever so slightly and smiled.

'Finally, I can live somewhere without fear.'

That thought rested in his mind, but before it could really settle, a loud 'crash' rang out, cutting into Izuku's thoughts. His eyes widened and looked at the broken picture on the floor; his eyes widened and his breath froze.

'No...no not again, no no!' He thought, panic setting in.

Izuku glanced backwards, but took off in a run towards a room, any room. He just needed to hide. The glass that pierced his feet made every step unbearable. Izuku slammed the door behind himself and slid down, shaking and sobbing uncontrollably. His breath was hollow yet fast, and he was shaking like a speeding train. He could barely make out the voices on the other door. Pain rattled through his feet in sharp bursts.

"Hey nii-Chan! Oh...what's up with your feet?"

A little voice with accompanying pitter-pats crossed the room towards him. The warmth of a small figure laid against his side.

"When I get all shakie like you are...auntie gets me my bunny blankie. Do you want it?"

A small, pink blanket layed in front of him. "Baby's first blanket," was written on it in neat writing, and a toy bunny's head was on one corner. The blanket looked soft but obviously very worn.

A shuttered breath left izuku's body. "Thank you...Otouto." His hands shakily reached forward and wrapped around the small blanket. It was pulled to Izuku's chest and then his face as he tried to calm down.

"Of course, I love you nii-Chan! Feel better...oh! Feeties!" Kouta yelled. He ran to his bedside table and picked up a box of tissue.

"Here! Because your feeties have a boo boo. Oh! And the angry water from the brown bottle!"

"What?"

"Yeah! The rubbing stuff!"

"Ooh, rubbing alcohol?"

"Yeah that's it! You need it to make your boo boo feel better." The smaller brunette smiled with his hands in fists on his hips.

"Okay, okay. Where is it?"

"In the bathroom, we have to go in the hallway."

"Okay okay. Can you help me up?" Izuku said with a tease and a smile

"Of course I can, I'm stronger than even mommy and daddy!" Kouta said, grabbing Izuku's hands.

Izuku tried to stand and gasped, falling back down. Pain shot up through his legs and blood seeped out in a bigger pool.

"Hold on hold on... do you think you can get it? My feet fell asleep!" Izuku said laughing, trying not to cry out.

"Oh yeah! I hate that." Kouta stuck out his tongue "I'll go grab it, I won't let auntie! Only if she wants to hold your hand, hehe."

As soon as the smaller child left, Izuku let out a loud sob. Thick tears ran down his face and he fell back, letting a loud 'THWUMP' noise follow the dust. His wings hurt from being held up. Mandalay stuck her head in.

"Hey Izuku... how's your feet?"

"I'm fine I'm totally fine," he choked out; a hand laid atop his head and his breathing was shaken. The small baby-blanket sat next to him. "Definitely... amazing..."

"Izuku... sweetly.. no it's not. We need to bring you to a hospital, the cuts are really deep, I'm not even next to you and I know. And you're losing a lot of blood." Mandalay sighed.

He paused. "Fine. We can go, but can we let Kouta do this?" Izuku asked, he lifted his head just enough so he could lock eyes with Mandalay.

"No, there's no way, it'll hurt your feet, and it will make it even harder to heal. Not to mention it'll hurt like hel–"

"I got it! You know, you can't touch him but you can hold his hand auntie." Kouta said as he sat in the puddle of blood by izuku's feet

"No, sweetly you can't use the hydrogen peroxide on his feet, it'll hurt him bad and he migh–" Rag-doll tried to argue with him.

"You know, I'm a little baby. I'm gonna need your aunties to hold my hands. How's that?" Izuku asked Kouta, shooting a glare at the two pro hero's in the doorway.

"Yeah! Auntie-tsuchi always holds my hand. Come on aunties, make sure he's okay!" Kouta said as he unscrewed the lid. The two pro hero's sat down next to the teen.

"Are you sure?" The blond hero asked.

"Yeah, I'm sure. How bad can it hur–AAAHHH" Izuku was cut off by his own screams, the brown bottle was tipped over and the contents were spilling onto the teens feet. The green haired boys' wings snapped open underneath him and knocked the hero's onto their sides.

Izuku's legs recoiled towards himself. He groaned in pain and fat slimy tears ran down his face. A sob came out of his mouth, as his eyes rolled back into his head.

"Nii-Chan! I'm so sorry," Tears fell from the youngest's face, "Nii-Chan...hey, hey nii-Chan, wake up..." Kouta tapped Izuku's arm, trying to wake him.

The two other pro heroes entered the room, acting fast once they saw the scene before them. "Tomoko, find Izuku's bracelet, we need to get paramedics here, he's too heavy to carry. Kouta, try and wake up your aunties. I'll start cleaning up." Chatora ordered, and everyone moved quickly to obey.
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Word count: 1253

I am so so so so so so SO sorry for how long it's taken me to update. I've had so much stuff to do with school and the pandemic and my kittens, I really am sorry. If you have an questions about the past chapters I'll answer them. Also, almost 80k reads?! WHAT y'all are crazy, thank you 🥺