●~Not All There Anymore~● |BEING REWRITTEN|

|11| Why Do You Keep Caring? Just Let Me Waste Away

Katsuki barked out a laugh before his hands began popping with sparks. "I can kill someone! Okay, let's go find Izuku and kill whoever is trying to hurt him! I have permission to commit murder!" Half the class immediately backed into a corner, not knowing how to deal with a feral and happy Bakugou. Mad, they could deal with. Livid? Sure, just don't look at him unless he's talking to you. Don't look him in the eye if he does. Annoyed? Piss him off more, he's not really mad. But happy? Oh no, that's just plain terrifying. They'd fight the league over being around this kind of Bakugou any day.

Katsuki gave another grin before going to run out the classroom. Shouta sighed before twisting out his scarf, wrapping the boy in it. "No one is killing anyone. Come on, Iida. Why did you think it would be a good idea to say that?" Katsuki visibly deflated as Iida looked to the side.

"I apologize Sensei....."

"Well I don't! I wanna kill someone! I swear to whoever invented cuss words, if Izuku is hurt and you guys aren't letting me find him, I'm blasting every single one of you to bits! Except Pink Cheeks, I guess, since Izuku likes her so much." Uraraka beamed, before processing his words properly.

"Hey, I helped with the murder plans too! Are you not gonna give me credit for those?!" Uraraka exclaimed indignantly.

"No."

"So mean!"

Shouta sighed, deciding it would be impossible to teach today. Let the other teachers try to suffer through that, he's smart enough to let them burn off the energy. Although not Kaminari, everyone would be sent to Recovery Girl if he did that.

He grabbed his sleeping bag as the class continued to yell, deciding it would be a good time to fall asleep to cat videos. Of course, the world just doesn't like letting him rest, now does it? A sudden ding interrupted his mission for stupid cat videos, and he sighed.

"I swear, if Hizashi starts spamming me...." However, when he opened his texts, the message was from a number he didn't recognize. The contact name was unintelligible, as if someone had typed it in without looking, or their hands were shaking too much.

Ixyju sent a message.

Location **** Musufatsu, Japan.

Sent 4:30

Read 5:00

"What...? How could it have been sent thirty minutes ago, I just got it.... who the hell is 'Ixyju'? I haven't given my number to anyone-" Something finally clicked in his head. Five months ago, he had a talk with one of his students. Someone who's name started with an 'I' and ended in an 'U'. Who lived in Musufatsu, and was currently living in an abandoned apartment.

Shouta remembered the Hosu incident, when Todoroki, Iida, and Midoriya had fought Stain. How Todoroki saved Midoriya's life because the boy had sent him a text, letting him know of his location. How Midoriya would never send such cryptic message unless something was very, very wrong. Aizawa's eyes widened in understanding as he quickly dialed his husband.

"Pick up, pick up..... come on, dammit!" Aizawa sighed in relief as the phone was finally answered.

"Heeeey, babe! Why're you callin' me, don't you have a class right now?"

"Hizashi, I need you to watch them. I don't have time for an explanation, but I need to leave. Get over here and watch them, I don't care if you try to teach or not, just hurry up." Aizawa said quickly, urgency clear in his voice. Some of the students overheard which led to his class looking at him in worry, sensing their teacher's panic.

"Hey guys, I think there's something wrong with Mr. Aizawa...."

"Hah? Stop trying to make distractions- hey, teach, what the fuck?"