Note: Anything underlined and italicized are news/coming from the tv.
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A young boy let out a short cry.
"Yuki!" a man shouted. Dropping the things in his arms and running over.
Small hands covered in dirt, a series of small scrapes and few bigger.
"What happened? Are you hurt? YOu'rE BleeDInG!?"
Yuki looked up at the man before looking down again. "Bleeding."
"Come here, let's get you cleaned up." The man having been spooked.
The boy nodded and was led towards a house.
"You have to be careful, Yuki." the man told him, reaching into a cabinet to pull out a small white box.
"Spiky."
"What?"
Yuki gestured towards a tree with his hands still wide open,"The ball was spiky."
"Spikey ba-- Oh! The seed pods." the man laughed.
"Pee pod."
"No. SeeeeeeeDah PohDS."
"Seeeeeeduh Paaaaads."
The man sighed kneeling in front of the boy.
"Close enough. Let me see your hands."
The grey eyed boy wiggled his fingers, flinching as the light stings.
"Not gonna lie, it looks bad." the man nodded pulling out the disinfectant.
"Bad?"
"Yeah, but don't worry. Push through this part and it'll heal up faster."
"Push." Yuki repeated. Watching the man slowly pour into the boys hands.
The man quickly put the bottle down and pulled Yuki into a hug.
"Ouch. Ouch! Stings!" Yuki shouted. His eyes grow with pain and tears.
The liquid was cold but his small hands felt piping hot.
"It's okay. It's okay." The man whispered hugging the boy tighter.
"It hurts!" Yuki cried.
"Push through Yuki. It's okay. It'll go away." the man softly spoke.
"P-push" the boy cried.
"That's right. It'll go away soon..."
"Push. Over soon."
Yuki continued to cry. The man never letting go and trying to sooth him.
"Yuki!"
"Over here!"
"Shoji's bleeding!"
"They're not waking up!"
"Lay them out over there! Help is on the way!" Yuki instructed.
He was trying to heal as much of the first years as he could.
Many of them sitting, standing or leaning against each other. Still and in a great deal of shock and adrenaline running through their system.
Yuki's hands glowed over each one of the students and teachers there.
"Are they going to be okay?!" someone from class B asked as they shook him from his shoulders erratically.
"Calm down!" Yuki slapped him. "Do not interrupt me during a healing session."
He glared at them before resuming. He needs to try-- no. He had to bring each and every one in the vicinity into a physical stable state.
"There sure was a lot of gas." Yuki cursed under his breath.
There weren't many cases when he volunteered at a hospital when gas was the primary thing hurting a patient. He didn't have enough data on how quick his quirk could heal them but he had to try.
"Those who are conscious! Step away from the others!"
"Satori! Pixie-Bob received a blow to the head!" Tiger urgently informed him. The hero in his arms.
"Lay her down. I'll get to her in a sec." He replied trying hard not to break his concentration.
"Come on. Come on." Yuki whispered, hoping he'd done enough to speed up their healing later.
A couple students were crying. Holding onto each other. Grateful to see others. Not doing well, but well enough they would be fine.
"Yuki-kun!" he didn't turn to look up. The amount of gas Jiro and Hagakure inhales was concerning.
"Yuki-kun! Dek--"
"Tell him to wai--" Yuki went to snap at his friends only to see the freckles boy's condition.
"Mido-- Midoriya!"
He went to stand only to fall back on his knees. His legs had given out.
"Satori!"
"I'm fine! Uraraka, bring him!" Yuki told her.
How many had he healed?
"Wait, Pixie-Bob." Yuki turned over to the blonde who was bleeding heavily.
"Tch." he snarled as he crawled over to her side.
"Where do I put him?" Uraraka asked. Midoriya stayed afloat and slightly unconscious. His freckled cheeks tear stained.
Yuki positioned himself where he could heal pixie-bob and his friend at the same time.
"Lay him down here." He gestured to his left.
"Satori, the ambulances are about to get here." Aizawa informed him. A clear message to also stop healing.
"It's fine. I'm fine. I can still push it a bit more." Yuki told him.
Pixie-Bob has a major concussion. Izuku-- His arms-- His legs are--
It was then he began to feel his eyes sting.
"Yuki-kun!" Iida exclaimed.
"I-- I--" his hands stopped glowing. Bringing them up to his face.
"Satori!"
His body began to tremble. Eyes grew wide. The sound of a distant siren.
"What are you going to do?"
"Yuki-kun are you okay?" Uraraka asked, kneeling in front of him.
"You can't heal them all on time."
"I-- I can't heal them all."
"The ambulances are close you can sto--"
"NO! I can't! They're injuries will take longer to heal. We're more than a handful of hours away from the nearest hospital. Pixie-Bob needs surgery. Izuku needs--"
Yuki snapped his hands back onto the two most injured at the moment.
"I've stabilized everyone who inhaled too much gas." Yuki told them, momentarily snapping himself out of it.
They're standing too close.
"Stand back! I need room to work with!" He snapped. The glow from his hands dimming slowly.
"Satori, you're at your limit."
"NO! I can still heal them." the blue glow shone bright for a second before beginning to dim.
Yuki kept his head down, eyes closed. Concentrating on the important parts of their injuries.
"Stabilize them." He told himself. "They'll be fine. Just a bit longer."
"Yuki-kun your hands."
Yuki opened his eyes. Bringing his hands in front of him.
"They stopped." Iida almost whispered.
"Damn it!" Yuki cried out, leaning over the ground, crying out in frustration.
He was truly at his limit.
* * *
As it turned out 15 were unconscious. A few waking up on the way to the hospital but only those who had a small exposure to the gas. He'd tried to focus on healing heavy and major injuries while they were waiting for help.
Upon the ambulances arriving he tried to heal his friend on the way to the hospital, only to pass out after basically slapping a bandaid onto someone with asthma.
"It appears the principal offenders of the U.A. High training camp attacks called themselves the League of Villains Vanguard Action Squad--"
"--in both the USJ incident and the Hosu incident. Among the victims of the training camp attack was a child of the pro heroes, Water Hose, who were killed by Muscular--"
"We must conclude that there is some sort of problem--"
"--management problems with U.A."
"--problems with U.A."
"--safety concerns with U.A--"
"Can they really keep these kids safe?"
* * *
A nurse walked in to check on a patient only to see them getting dressed.
"What are you doing?! You need to rest!" she shouted, clipboard slapping on to the floor.
"I've rested enough. Bring me an onigiri and an apple. Where are the patients from training camp?" he asked, pulling on the curtain used to separate patiences.
"Young man--"
"What day is it?" he interrupted.
"Huh?"
"How long has it been since the attack?"
"Well, about a day and a hal--"
"Not good enough." he replied under his breath.
"You're Caladrius right?" the nurse asked, still shocked. Watching as the boy pulled the curtain open. He was in a new set of clothing.
"What about it?" he asked walking towards the door.
"We were told to keep you from--"
"Not a chance. Files." he ordered.
"What?" the nurse asked speed walking to keep up with him.
"Where do you keep your files? I need to see all the files from the students involved in the training camp."
"There's no need--" she was cut off running into his back.
He quickly turned around and placed his hands on her shoulders.
"I have a permit under my name stating I'm allowed access to patients files if I so choose too."
The nurse couldn't help but shrink under his gaze.
"There were approximately five to ten students who can suffer long term consequences if I don't get to them. Now tell me. What was the gas used and where are the files?"
"Are you Satori Yuki?" a man asked.
The boy didn't dare break eye contact with the nurse, "Bring me the information and a doctor's coat."
The nurse who was about a foot shorter than him nodded and urgently left to get what was asked.
Yuki sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Who are you?"
"I'm with the department investigating the kidnapping of Bakugo Katsuki and attack on U.A. Tsukauchi Naomasa, I've heard good things about you."
Yuki couldn't help but glare at the man out of irritation. Next to the detective was Toshinori. Not All Might. Only giving him a nod of acknowledgement.
"So he's still out there... I don't really think I can be of assistance in looking for him." Yuki replied.
"Actually we were told you might be able to heal someone into Conscious-"
"Don't be stupid. My quirk doesn't work that way you fuc--" Yuki immediately slapped his mouth.
Toshinori and Detective Tsukauchi looked at the other for an explanation.
Yuki cleared his throat rather loudly.
"Forgive me. It's just a side effect of my quirk. I've been told I'm rather a pain to deal with after waking up."
"Waking up...?" Toshinori asked.
"Waking up after overusing my quirk. I'll be fine in a couple hours or so. And food." Yuki nodded.
"Well," the detective continued, "We were informed a classmate of yours Yaoyorozu has information that could hel--"
"And you want me to heal her enough to wake her up." Yuki sighed, rubbing his face.
I really need to wash my face.
"Yes, we were told you'd help." Toshinori added.
Just then the nurse from earlier came running back with all the files, a white coat, two onigiris and an apple.
"I-I got them all!" She exclaimed. Huffing and looking disbelieved.
"Pass me the Yaomomo's file All Might." Yuki told him handing one to file to Tsukauchi.
They were currently walking around trying to figure out where the patients he wanted to make sure were and if they were doing fine. A couple doctors they happened to pass by had given him a pat on the back for the effective care his healing had done.
Not that he cared too much for the praises...
"Aah! Is it this one?"
Yuki had effectively used Tsukauchi and-- well- All Might to help him carry the files around as they went room to room double checking no complications would arise later.
"This one says Monoma. He's in Class B." Yuki handed it back to the number one hero.
It was really odd seeing two grown adults following a teenage boy with too many files in their hands as they speed walked- or jogged- to their destinations laid out across the hospital.
"I heard Recovery Girl healed Midoriya. I'll check up on him later." Yuki shared upon looking out a window. It was probably a little past lunch.
"This one." All Might spoke, handing Yuki the correct folder.
"She's on the 6th floor. Let's go."
"Didn't we just come from there?" Tsukauchi chuckled nervously. His arms were beginning to hurt and his hand felt too sweaty for his comfort.
"Welcome to the Hospital." Yuki unwelcomely replied.
Glossing through his classmates file.
As they waited for the elevator his face hardened.
"Is something wrong?" Tsukauchi asked.
"No. It won't be a problem." Yuki replied, closing the file.
There's a bit of head trauma. It's been about 36 hours since using her quirk and she's still unconscious. Her quirk relies on--
"All Might, Detective. It'll take a while before Yaoyorozu wakes up even if I do heal her."
The elevator dinged on arrival. The doors opened and Yuki stepped in but turned around to stop the adults from following.
"I go on ahead. You two can go down to the front desk and return the files. She might wake up later in the afternoon. Feel free to take your time."
And with a goodbye smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, the doors closed leaving the Number One Hero and Detective Tsukauchi baffled.
"Do you know which desk?" All Might asked.
Tsukauchi shrugged.
Yuki was about to turn a corner before he almost ran into someone.
"Aah, I'm sorry about that!" the woman held out her hands to make sure he was fine.
"No, I apologize. I was in a rush." Yuki told her.
"I'll be on my way then." she bowed politely.
Yuki felt as though he might have seen her before...
"Oh, Are you by any chance Izuku's mom?" Yuki blurted out before he could process it.
"Huh? I- I am..."
"Sorry about that." Yuki rubbed his neck not sure if he should interact while still under the effects of his asshole-ish drawbacks.
"I'm Satori Yuki, a friend of your son. We're in the same class." Yuki told her softly.
"Satori Yuki... Oh yes! He mentions you a lot."
His being went ridged.
"All good things I hope." he partly jokes.
"Yes, yes! He tells me how your Recovery Girl's successor." she gleams a little.
"Well, I guess so." Yuki nodded looking away for a bit.
"He also tells me you heal him a lot when he gets injured. Thank you. He must be a handful. I apologize." her tone now sorrowful.
Yuki couldn't help but stare.
"Well, I'll leave you to do your job. You must be busy--"
"Don't apologize, Mrs. Midoriya." Yuki interrupted. Her green eyes met his.
"He's very dedicated to becoming a hero just as much as the next person in our class. He's done a lot for all those he's met and giving it his all. I hope I can work alongside him in the future." He does his best to give a sympathetic smile.
"Please take care." Yuki bows, excusing himself.
It was a while before All Might and Tsukauchi found their way to Yaoyorozu's room.
"Took your time." Yuki told them upon opening the door. "Didn't think you'd take it literally."
"This place is a maze. They told us to go west wing and then north and then east." Tsukauchi groaned, taking a seat on a visitors chair and melting over it in exhaustion.
Yuki was already a good hour and half into the healing session with Yaoyorozu.
"How is she?"
Yuki didn't reply. Out of concentration and also not sure how to reply.
"You can wait until she wakes up if you want, just make sure they start feeding her when her headache is over." he replied. Finally ending her healing.
"Feed her?"
"Yes, her quirk relies on fat cells. She hasn't eaten anything that could help improve drastically and her immune system will weaken and be vitamin deficient." Yuki explained.
He reached over to her file and made sure to also have it in writing, signing it under Caladrius.
"Yes, sir." All Might replied.
"Where are you going?" Tsukauchi asked as Yuki placed the file at the edge of the bed.
"To find a shower or wash my face. My work here is done and I need to get more food. See ya."
Yuki lazily saluted and closed the door behind him.
True to his word he passed by Midoriya's room. It was empty and he was unconscious. His arms were wrapped with casts and bandages.
"Idiot." Yuki spat at the boy. "You really need to start finding other ways out of a situation you know you can't win."
He noticed a plate with peeled apple slices sitting on the table next to him. A note with it.
"Make sure you call your mother. She's worried." he told the sleeping boy.
Just to double check he placed a finger under the freckled boy's nose.
"Yup still stupid." and walked out.
He eventually found the staff's quarts and along with it a shower.
Having found the supply closet with toiletries and other things he helped himself to them.
"I'm impressed."
Yuki made sure the door was locked.
"You managed to save everybody. Yu-Ki-kun..."
He made sure to let the water run for a bit.
"Why couldn't you have done that before?"
Yuki carefully set up the travel size items on the edge of the sink.
"I would have let them go."
Finally undressing he didn't dare look at the mirror. Then went under the lukewarm shower.
"I wonder what they're giving at the cafeteria." he asked himself.
"Hopefully not clam chowder. I know just how much you hate it."
"Maybe another couple of onigiri."
He poured a bit of shampoo. The pressure of the water slightly made him flinch.
Soap ran down his now slightly built figure. Water lining out the scars of his past.
"That sure aged nicely."
Yuki hated it.
He hated his skin.
He hated looking at it.
Having to take care of it because they told him they would go away faster.
Just not fast enough.
"Do you remember the scream you let out. The scream as the hot iron burned onto your skin.
The branding?
That was my favorite part."