Deku's secret illness

Ch.5- Who do you trust?

Aizawa sat down beside Midoriya, his gaze fixed on the young hero with a mixture of concern and determination. "Midoriya, I understand your reasons for wanting to keep this a secret from All Might, but I have to ask... why? Why would you be afraid that he would take away your ability to become a hero?"

Midoriya's eyes shifted downward, a shadow crossing his features. He took a deep breath, the weight of his words palpable in the silence that followed. "It's a long story, Aizawa-sensei. One that I promise to share with you another day. But for now, I'm just... tired. Mentally and emotionally drained. The thought of facing All Might and his disappointment... it's terrifying."

Aizawa's eyes narrowed, his concern deepening. He wanted to pry further, to understand the complexities of Midoriya's fears. But he also recognized the toll it would take on the young hero, who had already faced so much.

After a moment of hesitation, Aizawa made a choice. He respected Midoriya's need for space and trusted that the truth would be revealed in due time. With a sigh, he nodded. "Alright, Midoriya. I won't press you further for now. Just remember that I'm here whenever you're ready to talk."

Midoriya offered a grateful smile, the weight on his shoulders seeming to lessen ever so slightly. "Thank you, Aizawa-sensei. I appreciate your understanding."

With their conversation coming to a close, Aizawa rose from his seat, his mind focused on the task that lay ahead. He had promised Midoriya that he would share the news with the selected teachers, and he would honor that promise. The weight of the tragedy hung heavy in the air, a burden that he would now share with a select few.

Walking through the hallways of UA, Aizawa's steps were measured, his mind absorbed in the gravity of the situation. He knew that the teachers he would approach—Midnight, Present Mic, and Nedzu—were individuals he could trust implicitly. Their support and guidance would be crucial in navigating the challenges that lay ahead.

Arriving at Midnight's office first, Aizawa paused for a moment, steeling himself for the conversation to come. With a gentle knock on the door, he entered, finding Midnight immersed in paperwork. Sensing his presence, she looked up, her eyes widening with concern at the serious expression on his face.

Aizawa took a deep breath, his voice steady as he delivered the devastating news. He explained the gravity of Midoriya's condition, the limited time he had left to fulfill his dreams as a hero. Midnight's face paled, her hand instinctively covering her mouth, her eyes reflecting a mix of shock and grief.

Present Mic was next, his office filled with vibrant posters and musical instruments. Aizawa shared the same heart-wrenching news, feeling the weight of each word as it left his lips. Present Mic's jovial demeanor faded, replaced by a somberness that mirrored the weight of the revelation.

Finally, Aizawa sought out Nedzu, the wise and enigmatic principal of UA. In Nedzu's office, Aizawa explained the situation, the urgency of Midoriya's condition, and the need for discretion. Nedzu's eyes narrowed with a mix of concern and determination, his mind already calculating potential courses of action to support their young hero.

As Aizawa concluded his rounds, he couldn't help but feel a heavy sense of responsibility weighing upon him. The secret he carried was a heavy burden, one that demanded unwavering loyalty to Midoriya's trust. He knew that they couldn't face this challenge alone.

Gathering Midnight, Present Mic, and Nedzu in a private meeting, Aizawa shared his proposal. "Considering the possibility of spontaneous organ failure, we need to ensure that someone is always with Midoriya. I suggest that he stays with me and Present Mic. With our schedules, one of us will always be there to support him."

Present Mic nodded, his concern etched across his face. "Absolutely. We'll do whatever it takes to keep Midoriya safe and ensure he can continue pursuing his dreams here at UA."

Nedzu offered a small smile, his whiskers twitching. "Aizawa, I believe your quarters would be the most suitable place for Midoriya to stay. As for me, I offer my office as a sanctuary for him, a space where he can find solace when needed."

Midnight's eyes sparkled with determination. "And I'll keep a watchful eye on him when both of you are occupied with your duties. We'll form a tight-knit support system, ensuring Midoriya receives the care and protection he deserves."

Together, they began to compile a list of teachers and students who should be informed about Midoriya's condition. They understood that Midoriya held the final say in this matter, but they also recognized the importance of having a support network in place.

With the list finalized, Aizawa couldn't help but feel a mix of relief and apprehension. They had taken the first steps towards providing Midoriya with the care he needed, but the weight of the situation still loomed over them.

Aizawa leaned forward, his voice filled with determination. "We must approach this with utmost sensitivity. Midoriya's trust in us is vital, and we must honor his wish to keep this a secret until he's ready. Let us proceed with caution and compassion."

Nods of agreement resonated through the room, each member of the group understanding the gravity of the situation. The meeting concluded with a shared sense of purpose, a shared commitment to supporting Midoriya through the trials that lay ahead.

As they dispersed, Aizawa couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness. Together, they would do everything in their power to ensure that Midoriya's dreams as a hero remained within his reach, for as long as possible.