(this is long... sorry)

It's been another few months and slowly I've managed to do it. Break him to my will. The colors of our eyes are a large swirl of colors. The scarlet red color was now outlined with green. I climbed the wanted list quickly and smoothly. Even making a large impression on tomura who wasn't a huge fan of me at the start even when he recruited me but seeing as I actually have a brain he's slowly started letting me have an official place in the ranks.

"Deku! Are you going to kill today! Can we come with you if you are pleased!" Toga screamed from across the hall and I sighed already annoyed.

"Fuck off toga" I hissed and she pouted "no toga." I glared, making her back off with a childish sigh.

"No fun" she muttered under her breath before plopping on the couch.

"Fine" I hissed and she hoped up with a squeal.

"YAY!" she smiled grabbing her things.

"We are paying a sneaky visit to my lover" I muttered and she seemed to be even more excited.

"Ooooo Mr number two!" she squealed and I rolled my eyes.

"Can it be crazy" I muttered, grabbing a belt of knives.

Bakugo pov-

"OI! ICY-HOT! I FUCKING HAVE SOMETHING!" I shouted across the building. The rest of my old classmates and I were back at U.A running a search through any and all small cameras and his medical records.

"What bakugo" he gave that emotionless voice and I sighed handing him a file of reports all filed under his name. It took us months of going through databases and shit to find anything other than his quirk related shit. This one was labeled classified medical records. Most of the other stuff was open to any doctor who needed it. This wasn't it was in a locked room that led to a locked cabinet with another locked box inside that cabinet. I watched him go through it before flipping quicker.

"Let me see" I muttered and he handed it to me. I read through it.

1/14/XX-

Patient- midoriya izuku

Reason for an appointment- quirk, mental illness??

Notes- seems to be struggling to feel emotions. His eyes switch colors to multiple different ones. Orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, grey/white, pink, and brown

What about red? I thought before I skimmed through the rest until I found the diagnosis

Diagnosis- his quirk and lack of guidance and the minor picking on have led to an unstable condition of a multiple personality disorder to which his mind can't handle the stated quirk(s) 'inherited' so to stop the backlash of emotions have created a separate person per emotion. More visits needed before an explanation can be given. Therapist needed.

I flipped forward a couple of years or so to one that seemed to be bookmarked. I ran down to the diagnostic.

The patent is still showing up. Looking over the patient's medical records so far it's safe to assume thisThe boy holds Some of them tend to be without a quirk but overall most have quirks. We can conclude the boy's using his words and by touch. As this is the quirk the most common color uses, green as this is the eye color he was born with, thoughThe personalities were athat arrived from being initially quirkless. He He seems to now be suffering from a The therapist says he's and tends to Has talked about w

I looked at it completely freaked out as I shook my head "this can't be true! Deku didn't have that quirk! That one belonged to red! Why isn't red mentioned!" I shouted flipping to the next one that was bookmarked. This one was the day before I saw him use it... when I found out about his personality.

Boy was sent to her in immediate need of help. After a and he started his eyes were only his before completely The kid needs to be in a mental hospital. We suggested it but the mother said he didn't need or want to be in one. This new personality and the We call this one hisIt's too early now to tell if he will be a problem but I don't think he will. Izuku (green) has a grip on him. But in all honesty, we don't know who the real him is anymore. The bolded text should help with further examination of the boy. It is verybut he Which the he felt And the

I backed away, dropping the file I covered my mouth. These had to be lies... I went through the door and found therapy sessions. He never told me about any of this. "Damn it deku... why didn't you tell me" I could feel the sharp daggers half and half was giving me.

"Maybe because you bullied him for years bakugo. Maybe that's why?" I growled but couldn't argue back on that one he was fucking right and I hated it.

"Fuck off" I hissed and he shrugged going through the rest of the files. I found something else in a paper that was folded and hidden in the back of the cabinet. When I opened it there was a file number and I started going down, hitting another locked door. I fumbled with keys eventually opening it to more files. I eventually found the door I needed. I had to unlock it using a fucking bobby-pin though. It was a smaller file with a few recorded conversations like audio printed out.

-therapist name is kept hidden for privacy referred to as 112- it had printed on it so I sighed

112- so green-

Green-please... stop calling me a color I'm a person

112- sorry midoriya I was wondering if you were feeling better after the incident at school?

Green- it's fine... kacchan didn't mean it... were friends... I like to say that at least...

112- are you sure about that? You should cut your contact with him... it's safer for you and the people around you. With her personality and the way, he treats you.

Green-... what I said...

112-midoriya what are you doing

Green-... I'm sorry

112- midoriya...

Green- don't ever tell anybody other than the doctor about kacchan... he needs to get into U.A... he will be a hero and his mistakes wont stop him

112- alright...

Green-... I shouldn't have used the quirk on you. I just... he's telling me to do things I don't want to do...

112- you mean the new one right?

Green- ya... red... I don't know if I'm really a person anymore though

112- you are midoriya one day all these will go away? You just had to let yourself feel the other emotions, let yourself want the quirks and be different... I'm sure your father would want that.

Green- I'm going to be a hero though... I want nothing to do with him

112- yes sorry for bringing him up.

Green- I was going to do it today... what kacchan wanted... but somebody told me I could be a hero.

112- you were going to kill yourself?

Green-yah...

112- midoriya...

Green- its.. *scream of pain* st-stop it! Red, please! It hurts! Red!

Red- it's not fucking ok green! He's going to end up hurting us more! What if he tells everybody what we are, who we are?

Green- he won't

Red- stop it! You make me out to be the villain but I have common sense! Dad promised to end this for us! He promised to make me my own person and to help you become healthy! All might say it himself you can't be a hero without a quirk... at least one you are willing to use!

Green- you just want to hurt them

Red- not true! If I have to kill to be free to keep you from killing us both or to keep you from crying another tear then I will!

112- boys...

Green- sorry about that 112

112- that alright. Does he do this often?

Green- only when we are with you. He trusts you because he thinks you care... and want us to get better. He only tries talking here. He never tires to take over though.

112- that's all for today sadly. I'll see you in a week but remember

Green- I know if its an emergency and I need you... I call you. Bye 112.

---- end of session---

I was shocked... "holy shit" I muttered, grabbing the file. I was piecing things together slowly... I looked at another from when he was in the U.A no other colors were listed and he was talking nonstop about how happy he was. And another one he talked about he finally was able to talk to me and that we were finally on better terms. In another, he was expressing his concerns over the league and in another... he brought his father up... he mentioned how red was pissed and yelled at him that day because their chances of being separated and of deku getting help had been destroyed. That made me piece together something... I chose to ignore it. It couldn't be true deku... knowing the whole time who his dad was and never reporting it?! I skipped a few in the second year and found him talking about how much... he liked the idea of me and Kirishima getting together... "what the hell deku" I muttered. I put it down and grabbed this year's ones. He was ranting about how much he loved half n half. I skipped some to the most recent date. He showed up to them still up until red took over. The last page had a disclaimer saying it wasn't known red had been posing as green. So it had been going on for a while...

My phone went off telling me that time was up for today. I locked it all back up before going to the others. "It's time to go. Tomorrow i'll show you extra's what I located. A bunch of therapy shit that has some importance"

No pov-

Shoto separated from the other slowly walking back to where he lived. The house seemed so empty to him now that he was alone again. Everything was empty, not having the smiling boy to cheer him up or tell him how he's made his world. Now that his father was gone that to left emptiness... he had really tried to shape up and be a better man. Of course, he wouldn't be able to make up for the years of hell but he had tried to be better. With his sibling working ad busy he was left to his new home alone. He thought about what it would be like to wake up to his hero... to izuku every morning making something to eat. Or kiss and cuddle him goodnight. Once again he felt the familiar wet feeling pass down his cheek as he walked to empty streets alone. He knew he was being followed but he often was by a fan or some crazy person who wanted his number or to go out with him. What did he expect? He was a famous hero now... alone though... something he hadn't wanted. Why was the world so cruel to him? Was he not allowed to be happy. It was izuku who made his father want to change. Iuku who got him to see the fire of the quirk as not his father, Izuku who made him smile for the first time in years. Izuku, who gave him the strength to see his mother. Izuku, who made him want to be his best, izuku... who made him happy and look forward to the next day, Izuku who made him want to live for himself. Izuku, who got him to make friends, izuku who showed him kindness, and izuku, the one who taught him to love again. So why is it everything he loves is taken away from him? First, his mother who was there with him through the abusive days. She fell ill and had burned him. His brother had left him. His older sister had to become the mother of the family never spending time. Natsuo wasn't around much to comfort him. Then izuku had fallen to crime and murder because he had more than one version of himself... there was a swift movement of to people coming closer he turned around sharply breaking from his thoughts. "Who's there?"

A figure stepped out wearing a hood behind him, another more feminine looking person. "Shoto~" the male figure hummed...

Shoto took a step back "-----"