(Aizawa's POV)

"Mr. Aizawa! Do you have anything to say to the families affected by this incident?" shouted a reporter from the left.

"Aizawa! Will you be resigning from your position?" said another reporter from my right.

"Has the school made any progress in finding the missing student? What about the pro-hero, Ragdoll?" shouted a man behind him.

"Do you have any insight as to why the pro hero was captured?" hollered a woman ahead of me.

These were only a few of the questions I could hear out of the barrage of screaming journalists and various media outlets when I got out of the car. I could barely see the way I needed to go due to the sea of microphones, cameras, and nonstop flashes.

God, and I thought I had a headache before I got here.

By the time I got inside, both Vlad and Principal Nezu were waiting for me in the main lobby.

"Glad to see you made it in one piece." joked Vlad, "They nearly ate us alive out there earlier."

I rubbed my already tired eyes, trying to soothe them from the constant flashes just seconds before, and then sighed.

"Knowing how relentless the media is, I imagine it'll only get worse from here."

"As long as we stick to the original plan, we should be fine." reassured Nezu, "If we appear aloof to the League during the broadcast, our chances of a diversion will have a higher success rate than if we are completely transparent to the media."

I hummed in agreement as I looked out at the hoard of news outlets outside.

"Being transparent with the press isn't something I'm normally accustomed to. You can be rest assured that my lips will be sealed regarding our actual intentions here." I said, crossing my arms.

There was a brief pause as I watched and listened to the muffled sound of the reporters through the front door glass. Thankfully, the bustling sound was beginning to fade as each one started to head into the conference room from the second exit.

"Speaking of which," said Nezu, turning my attention to him, "how have things been going at home as of late?"

I raised a brow before answering cautiously, "Why do you ask?"

'What the Hell is this all about?' I thought, 'Why is he trying to pry? It's not like him.'

"Well," started Nezu, "regarding Miss Doe, I've been meaning to speak to y-"

"Excuse me," interrupted an organizer with a clipboard, catching our attention, "They're ready for you. If you'll please follow me."

Nezu frowned as he looked from her to me.

"We'll talk later." he said quietly but sternly, putting an emphasis on the word 'later'. It certainly gave me the hint that this was not a conversation he was willing to drop. Shortly after saying so, he began to follow the organizer and Vlad, who seemed equally as confused as I did.

I followed closely behind them.

'What's going on? And what about (Y/N) was he needing to talk about?' I wondered as a sense of unease began to seep in.

I didn't feel good about this. Hell, I didn't feel good about how anything was going today.

My students, though relatively unscathed, were put through Hell last night. I spent most of this morning checking in on every single one at the hospital, followed by meetings with the school and investigators. Odds were looking in our favor to getting Bakugo back, but having (Y/N) confirm earlier that he was still alive, was a relief to say the least.

I sure as Hell felt awful for the way I lashed out at her back at the apartment. I didn't mean for what I said to come out so harshly. I only wanted her to understand the severity of the situation, especially given that we were the ones dealing with it in the dark. Still, I didn't want to fight with her. I spent the majority of the day being preoccupied in order to avoid such a thing from happening. But inadvertently, I only ended up making things worse. And to hear her respond to me with such resentment was difficult to hear.

Did she really think I didn't care about her?

If only she knew how much I worried about her the nights leading up to this incident. How much I missed being away from her, and how the scare of her passing out at random made that ache for her more apparent. And now with Nezu wanting to have a serious discussion about her, I couldn't help but worry that my days with her were numbered.

With that in mind, I needed to do whatever I could to keep her by my side and keep her safe. And I knew step one was to make amends with her when I got home.

But first thing's first: Get through this broadcast.

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(Reader's POV)

It had been over an hour since Aizawa left, and I still felt empty after the fight had occurred. I didn't think he'd be as upset with me he was.

Was my presence here causing that much of a problem?

I thought I was doing the right thing by keeping a tight lip around talking about the future. But seeing how much it was stressing others out, it made me think that maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing to drop hints. Then again, even the slightest hint could change the course of the future entirely. Kinda like how Dr. Strange told Stark in Endgame that if he told him what would happen, it wouldn't happen. And that only made me more worried about telling Aizawa about Bakugo and Ragdoll. Would that information, as little as I thought it was, change the outcome?

'I should trust Aizawa that he wouldn't tell anyone what I told him.' I thought, 'But trusting a single person with that kind of classified information is probably not the smartest idea...Then again, he is one of the most withdrawn and introverted characters I know. Maybe he was the perfect person to tell.'

I only hoped letting it slip about the future to him once didn't mean he would take advantage and try and get further information out of me again in the future, especially when things were dire. It was important that everything went as it was supposed to. If it didn't, everyone was going to be in trouble.

Just then, I heard a faint thud from outside, and felt the ground shake. It only lasted for a split second, but it was enough for me to notice.

Cloud, who was curled into a ball sleeping on the couch next to me, immediately woke up. His head raised, his eyes widened, and his ears were at full attention as he looked around.

'This can't be good...'

I heard another boom, followed by the ground shaking even more, and for a longer period. This time, the walls shook and the lights flickered.

Cloud quickly jumped out of his spot and ran underneath the bookshelf to hide.

"What the fuck is going on?" I whispered under my breath.

Another rumble, and everything shook more violently in the apartment. The lights flickered and then went out completely, leaving everything pitch black. One of the windows cracked before everything went still once again. I turned on my phone and saw the internet was completely out. Fucking perfect.

I turned on the phone's flashlight and then heard Cloud let out a whimpering meow from under the bookshelf.

"It's okay, buddy." I said soothingly as I crawled closer to him. Poor thing looked utterly terrified. I couldn't blame him. I could feel my heartbeat skyrocketing and my breath quivering.

I could hear the next door neighbors shouting outside from the hallway, screaming to the cops.

"What the Hell is going on?" I heard an elderly woman ask from out in the hallway.

"Ma'am, ma'am, please stay calm." I heard an officer say.

"Calm?! Our power's out and the foundation is shaking!" I heard her yell, "What's going on?"

"There's a fight happening from a nearby city. The shaking is from the blast wave." he began to explain.

'Holy shit! Is this from the fight from All for One and All Might?!' I thought.

"So why aren't you evacuating?!" she screamed.

"Ma'am, please stay calm." he said, "There's no reason to panic. We are far enough away that from the vicinity, and it would be safer to stay inside shelter than to be outside. If things escalate, we will evacuate the premises."

"But what if the building collapses?" she shouted.

"Ma'am, this building is up to code and can handle a small earthquake. I assure you, it's fine." he said again calmly, "Now please go back inside. Again, we will evacuate if things continue to escalate."

I heard her stomp off and angrily grumble under her breath before slamming her door.

The ground shook again, but to a much lesser extent than before. Even so, the vibration was unsettling, and it made me wish I wasn't here by myself.

'Aizawa, please come home. And soon.' I thought as I stayed on the ground, huddled next to a terrified cat.