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Itadori woke up from his deep slumber when he heard the sound of people talking beside his bed. He pried open his eyes and looked to see who it was. There he saw the school nurse and Aizawa talking. He contemplated weather or not he should show if he was awake or pretend to be sleeping. Realising they two where talking about the injuries the three extra students had gotten Itadori decided to make his precens known because he wanted to see how his firends were.
When the nurse heard the rustling of the blankets she turned to look at him. Seeing him sit up made her quickly get over to Itadori “No young man, you might not have the worst injuries but you still need to lay down and rest” she said sternly, the tone of her voice making it clear there was no room to argue.
“How are you feeling kid” Aizawa asked him eyes scanning over his body for any signs of pain. His worries expression edged into his face even tho Itadori seemed mostly fine.
“I’m good but thanks for asking” He answered cheerfully while giving a thumbs up “anyways how are Fushiguro and Kugisaki?” He questioned not wanting to stray of the topic like he did most other times.
“Kugisaki is mostly fine, she had a few lighter injuries, a sprained ankle and a fractured arm. My quirk were able to heal most of it so now she is resting to get her energy back.” The nurse answered after checking that Itadori had not reopened any wounds. “Fushiguro sadly got the worst injuries out of all of you, he had a few broken ribs, multiple gashes and cuts on his body with a light concussion” she sighed explaining it.
Itadori felt his airways constrict hearing it. Even thought it wasn't his fault he still felt kinda guilty for not being able to stop his friends from getting hurt. “Is he okay now?”
“Your friend is fine, although he will probably be asleep the longest because my quirk took the most energy from him” the nurse said “don’t worry they will be fine” she smiled at him giving him a lollipop as a little bit of comfort. Itadori quickly ripped the wrapper of excited to taste the sweet treat after the tuff battle, the lollipop tasted sweet on his tounge with a hint of lemon.
“Now, if you need help with anything just call me over” the nurse said leading Aizawa out too continue her work elsewhere.
Itadori looked after them before starting to inspect the room. It was mostly white with a few plants sitting on the window sills giving the white room a splash of colour. Beside him was a little table with an All Might sketch book and a pen, if he had to guess it was probably there for students to use while bored when waiting.
Itadori moved to pick up the pen when he felt the soft blanked against his legs. Upon looking down he was struck with the realisation his clothes had been changed. The battle had probably torn up his clothes with the added problem of needing to heal his injured leading to this. At first he felt a bit embarresed at having been changed but then he rememberd laying in Shoko's infirmary completley naked when everyone thought he had died so this was not bad in comparsion. He was instead wearing a white hospital gown with little blue ducks printed on it. He chuckled thinking about if the people in class 1-A had also worn this when injured at school, Bakugo would have probably thrown a fit when he had been forced ot wear this. Although it was a bit humoring it didn't keep him ocupied for long and he was soon bored again.
He used the pen and paper to try drawing something. After thinking long and hard he tried drawing Nezu but it ended up looking more like misformed curses, he had not realised a curse could even look uglier. So after that failed atempet he tried looking for something else to do. Glancing at the door he got an idea. The nurse could not be mad at him moving around if she never knew, right? It was worth a shot. Making sure his friends were okay was his top priority.
Being brave Itadori sat up in the bed and tried his strength by putting some weight on his legs. There was a slight pain in his left side but seeing as he was still standing he made his way over to a cabinet on the side of the room. It looked to only house different medicin and after digging around in there he found nothing else. Being yet a little braver he snuck up to the door and peered out. The room was quiet with no movements so he started making his way over to the door on the other side of the room.
It opens with a little push and he looked inside to see Kugisaki sitting on a bed looking very displeased. When her eyes met his they lit up with hope of something more fun then where she was. Before speaking Itadori shuffled inside and closed the door behind him so no one would hear them.
“Kugisaki!!!!! I’ve missed you so much” he speed walked up to her bed and hugged her making sure not to hurt her.
“Get of me you big monkey” she said but the tone in her voice indicated she was also relieved to see him.
“How are you? I heard you weren’t to badly hurt but still” he asked tilting his head to the side.
“Eh it’s fine, I’m just a little sore. Have you seen Fushiguro by any chance?” Kugisaki threw her legs over the edge of the bed to stand up stretching her arms over her head.
“No, from what I learns he was the most hurt… I wish we could see him you know, just to make sure he is fine” Itadori looked down before glancing back up at Kugisaki who gave him a knowing look. Without uttering a word the both made their way out of the room again to look for him.
Seeing that the coast was clear they both started opening doors to find the room he was in. On the third door Kugisaki lit up and started waving at him to follow her.
Inside the new room was Fushiguro who laid peacefully asleep on a hospital bed. He had a bandaid on his left cheek and what seemed to be bandages poking out from under his garment.
“Is he alive?” Itadori asked waving his hand in front of Fushiguro’s face to gauge his reaction.
“Hmm I don’t know, he looks pretty alive to me. Just knocked out” she reached forward and pinch Fushiguro’s nose and held it until he started spluttering incoherent noises. With a sluggish move he slapped her hand away so he could breathe properly again.
“What was that for” he glared at them with hazy eyes as he adjusted to his brutal wake up.
“We were just checking that you were alive, you should thank us” she said crossing her arms. Itadori who somehow hadn’t said anything started snickering at her reaction. “Oi, what are you laughing at” Kugisaki questioned raising her voice as she pointed and accusing finger at him.
“I’m just happy, it feels a bit more like back home” he smiled holding his hands up in surrender.
“You still shouldn’t-” she was cut of by the door abruptly opening and two figures showing themselves ”oh no, I think we messed up” Kugisaki whispered to him.
“Why are you all here?” The nurse said in a sickeningly sweet tone as she walked into the room with Aizawa behind her.
“Ehm you know we felt fine and wanted to see our friend” Itadori tried shrugging his shoulders.
“That still doesn’t mean you should walk out of your bed against doctors orders” the nurse now in front of the said while Aizawa placed a hand on his face in disappointment- or wait was he laughing? This was something new. Itadori had thought he was incapable of laughing.
Itadori could not continue his pondering when he heard the nurse clicking her tongue. “get back to your beds and don’t disrupt the other patients” she said herding them out of Fushiguro’s room.
Itadori threw a pitiful glance over his shoulder at Fushiguro who only shook his head. The weird feeling in his stomach only grew as he thought about the scolding he was about to get. Did he mess up? Maybe the nurse would go easy on him for being new? Ugh why did this always happen to him. With a defeated sigh he followed the nurse out of the room.
Itadori and Kugisaki was asked to sit at a table that was in the main room. With a final wish to not get a lecture that was hours long he met the nurses eyes.
Bakugo was pacing around in his room. That monster that showed up today. It was nothing like the once he had seen before. This one was different, and not in how it looked just it's aura felt stronger. Like just looking at it meant your doom. But those three, they had attacked it. They had somehow managed to kill it witch was something no pro hero had managed to do. UGH, he felt like blowing something up just thinking about it.
When the three new extras had joined the class in the middle of the semester he didn't think much of them. Of course he was annoyed they joined without a entrance exam but whatever the school did it was useless to him unless in regarded him directly. Therefor he had not paid them an attention. (He definitely didn't start a fight with them). But now it had gone to far.
How could some extras do something so big. What was bugging him the most was theirs quirk, or rather supposed lack of a quirk. How could they be so sure about not having a quirk while actively using powers. Although he didn't want to believe them their powers were a lot more powerful then a normal quirk. All he could say was that they had some sort of power that was stronger than any quirk and that it could kill the monsters.
Bakugo threw a kick at the trash can in the corner of his room. The trash flew out of it and into his room and a crumbled up paper rolled up to his door. Seeing his room trashed he threw another kick at the can giving it a bigger dent. Not wanting to stay cooped up in his trashed room he stormed out and slammed the door behind him.
He went down into the kitchen at took out a bowl. Whipping up two egg jokes, some parmesan cheese and pepper. Then he fried some bacon and heated up the water for the pasta. He had used cooking as a form af stress relief from the time he could pick up a pan. The bubbling of the water brought him back from his aggressive whipping of the sause and he put in the pasta. After it was done cooking he held out the water and put in the egg sause and started stirring at over a low heat. Poring in some of the pasta water he had saved he continued to stir until the carbonara was done. Plating it and adding the bacon he felt proud over his perfectly made carbonara.
Bakugo took the plate and walked over to a table to eat. Dunce face and shitty hair walked into the room and smiled as they saw him.
“Bakubro, there you are. Wait your food looks so good did you save any for us?” Shitty hair said taking the seat in front of him.
“Fuck no, why would I make food for some extras like you” Bakugo spit out giving them a quick glare.
“Ow why, we are also hungry”
“Go make your own food for once, I'm not you parent”
“Fineeeee we'll make something later, anyways what do you think?” Kirishima leaned down a bit while Kaminari’s eyes got bigger waiting for Bakugos answer.
“What do you mean Shitty hair, you need to explain if you want an answer” he growled out through a mouth full of food.
“I mean Itadori, Kugisaki and Fushiguro. They killed that monster with their quirk, why would they even lie about not having a quirk. Isn't that against the law or something” Kirishima rambled on as Bakugo groaned. Why did this fuckface come here talking about them of all people. He had just managed to forget about them.
“Yeah it's really interesting, I was so sure they would just have to leave later when the school realised they couldn't do anything. Tho now I understand why the school kept them here” Dunce face shipped in excitedly placing his hands on the table.
“Would you shut the fuck up!” Bakugo stood up from the table and stormed out of the room leaving his plate and the two extras sitting dumbfounded.
Just why did those three of all people have to be so strong. How could they kill that thing alone while pushing him away like he was useless. Why had they decided to keep their secret from everyone while people where out there panicking. Were they so selfish as to take all the fame. Bakugo was just so mad, why all the questions but no answers. Where did everyone else go wrong! He punched the nearest tree and felt a prickling of pain run up his hand. It hurt but still he continued to punch the innocent tree bark and splinters flying from the force.
Punch after punch was thrown and eventually he was to tired to do anything but lean his forehead agains the stem. Blood slowly trickled down his nuckles from the small wounds. The crunching of leaves could be heard behind him and he glanced over his shoulder. Aizawa was standing there looking at him.
“Wanna talk about it” he asked giving Bakugo a paper towel to stop the bleeding a bit.
“No” he answered after a little pause. Bakugo had calmed down and was dabbing at his hand with the towel.
“That’s okay, I’ll take you to Recovery girl so she can get you hand fixed. Those splinters look painful” Aizawa turned and started walking towards the school with out making sure he was following. After some hesitation Bakugo trudged after him. “If you ever need to talk later just reach out” Aizawa said after the silence.
Bakugo grumbled out an answer with a mix of a yes and a no looking down into the ground.
“You don’t need to blame yourself” Aizawa said “Itadori, Kugisaki and Fushiguro are a special case no one have seen before. I brought them here for us to learn more about those monsters” he continued. “I do belive they would like to helps us but can’t tell us for some reason”
“What are you going on about, Im fine as you can see” Bakugo punted at himself with a deadpan look.
“I mean that there was nothing you could have done to that monster and that those three are not to blame either. One day they might tell us and this can be fixed. Until then we gotta help them to” Aizawa looked at him now giving a gentle smile.
“Have you gone nuts or something”
“Their previous situation seemed bad so I hope UA will be able to help them at the same time we learn about the monsters” he stopped to walk at the same pace as Bakugo. What was Aizawa talking about. Hadn’t the new students made it clear they did not wanna talk. Also what situation could have been bad enough to let others suffer. Placing a comforting hand on Bakugo’s shoulder they continued walking towards recovery girl.