(Warning: Huge Manga spoilers! And curse words lol!)

Songs:

"The Night We Met" by Lord Huron

"Rosas" by La Oreja de Van Gogh

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"Slow the fuck down! Is she doing this herself?" Katsuki asked incredulously.

Izuku shook his head rapidly trying to stop Katsuki from thinking that she was doing this completely on her own. "I don't think so. She didn't recognize me, and then there was this other man there." Katsuki's eye twitched at the mention of that. "Not that much older than us." Izuku rushed out so he wouldn't get upset, he needed Katsuki to think clearly. "I swear I've seen him before, but she called him En. I'm assuming her best friend that died. Though, I'm not sure why he would be there in the first place. Maybe a projection of him? He was the one who pushed me out. I know it wasn't her. And... um..." a nervous Izuku rambled to Katsuki who was close to snapping at the trembling young man.

Katsuki rolling his eyes in annoyance, flicked Izuku on the forehead making him whine out in pain. "Out with it already."

Izuku rubbing the spot gently as he pouted mumbled. "This is going to sound crazy, but that person reminded me of Shigaraki."

If he couldn't see, Izuku would have thought no one was there with him for how silent the room became.

Katsuki after a moment cackled, refusing to even consider it. "You've officially gone insane... Do you know how stupid that sounds!?"

"Just think about it!" Izuku pleaded out to be heard. "Remember when he was in her head when she first came to U.A. and we never knew how or why? What if this whole time, he's been connected to her like we are. Besides, with all the intel we've gotten from Tsukauchi, All-Might, Best-Jeanist, Hawks and Endeavor. Shigaraki and All for One are merged, remember? They've been in the shadows this whole time doing who knows what. Maybe bidding their time when they were ready, but that doesn't mean they weren't planning after the war in our first year of U.A hero training. All for One has so many quirks, we don't even know how many or which ones he has. He could have a telepathic quirk too. What if this whole time Shigaraki's been able to see everything through her mind? I don't know if you remember, but he said something... dammit what was it?" Izuku messed with his dark green tresses, making them messier than they already were. Frustrated that he wasn't able to think clearly anymore because he wanted to hear her again.

"'Me and you were the only ones who were supposed have this connection'." Shoto whispered quietly.

Izuku and Katsuki's breath hitched, when they heard his voice for what felt like the first time. Eyes widened from how his dull eyes stared directly into their own.

Izuku's throat constricted, trying to swallow the lump for how sad Shoto sounded. This whole time he's never seen him act this way, not even when he broke up with Camie. Feeling tears prick at the corner of his eyes for his best friend, he whispered his name in worry.

"Shoto..."

Shoto's voice held no emotion, and though it's been a while since Izuku's heard it, it hurt to see his brother so numb and lost that he wasn't talking to anyone anymore. Both Katsuki and Izuku waited to see if he would talk more, hoping that he would because that meant he was here with them. Ready to help them in their quest of getting their girlfriend back.

However, that was all Shoto would be contributing with, because once he heard Izuku's theory, he felt sick to the bone. Izuku was rarely wrong. If this was true, then this whole time she was stuck in that dreamlike state Izuku described with no means of escape. And she was stuck with Tomura of all people, with him doing who knows what to her. His hands shook with rage, thinking the worst. Thinking of how his older brother Touya hurt her and that Tomura must have done the same too. Deciding not to dwell on what he didn't have control over, because he knew if he thought of his brother too long, he would combust. He silently, whispered sweet words of affirmation into Y/N's ear like he's done when he was able to see her in hopes that this would reach her somehow. Ignoring the other two, who were still shocked.

"I thought he wasn't allowed to be here?" Izuku questioned Katsuki, who looked down ashamed for how little he was able to help Shoto.

They both stared at the calm young man, who had a small smile as he kept only talking to Y/N like she could listen. Evident bags under his dull eyes, hollow cheeks for how little he's been eating and losing weight fast. Hair a little longer for not getting a haircut. His statue seeming sadder than his well-known normal resilient one.

"It was the only way he would eat. The bastard only started eating once I promised to bring him here. I had to sneak him out with the help of dunce face." Izuku gave him a look, Katsuki only scoffed to and shrugged off. "As long as I get him back before morning rounds, we'll be fine."

Izuku nodded, he understood why Endeavor had prohibited Shoto to come see Y/N. He still remembers how Shoto completely lost it when it was evident, she wasn't going to wake up. And to keep Shoto safe, and her, because they were afraid, he would one day snap and run away with her. Endeavor who was still his guardian, made sure to use those privileges to force the school to lock his son up to the campus. Making the bi-colored young man hate his father even more, even if he was doing it for his own good. And Izuku knew it would do more harm than good to Shoto. This was the first time, Shoto said any words to them, and he was smiling, though it was very subtle. Being near her made a huge difference in him. His eyes, though not much, shined and crinkled at the corners from how happy he was to finally seeing her. Basking in the light that still radiated from her, even if she was asleep.

Katsuki sighing heavy, cursed under his breath. "You really think this is all him?"

Izuku looking over at Y/N one more time nodded solemnly. "Yeah, I do."

"Fuck..." Katsuki ran his hands through his ash blond hair, they were still wrapped in gauze from the incident in the bathroom last week. No matter how many times Izuku pleaded and bugged him to tell him what happened, he refused to utter a word about it. He also threatened his friends who saw him go through the panic attack to not say anything to anyone. Swearing Mina and Hanta to secrecy, to not say anything to Y/N once she woke up. He didn't want her to know he hit a weak point, even if Y/N would never shame him, he didn't want to worry her. Katsuki also didn't want to worry Izuku any more than he already was hence why he kept pushing him away. They needed all their focus and efforts in bringing her back. "Okay... let's try connecting to her again like you did."

"Do you really think that will work?" Izuku was skeptical, if Tomura was involved and he already saw Izuku there was no way he would let him or any of them go in there so easily again, right?

"There's only one way to find out." Katsuki breathed out tiredly. "Alright half and half, make some space..." Katsuki put his hands up to gesture he was no threat to him once he saw Shoto take a defensive stance in front of Y/N. "Relax." He stressed out the word, afraid Shoto might hurt himself. "I'm only asking for you to move behind the bed and make some room, I'll pull it forward. For this to work, we all need to be touching her somehow, preferably her head." Katsuki slowly walked over and pulled the bed away from the wall to make room for Shoto to scooch in. "See, nothing bad, just stand there."

Shoto only nodded once. Returning all his attention to his morning light, gliding his fingers delicately through her h/c tresses.

"I swear I preferred it when you talked back to me." Katsuki grumbled quietly to himself earning a glare from Izuku who heard him.

"Watch it. You know it's been hard on him." Izuku's eyes narrowed towards the blond.

"Oh, I apologize dear chosen one." Katsuki mocked in irritation. "But I don't see you taking care of him, let alone yourself."

"Kacchan, I never asked you to look out for me." Izuku snapped back.

Katsuki scoffed in irritation, already having enough of having to deal with Izuku's attitude for the night. "Listen Deku... What do you think will happen, when she finally comes back to see the two of you looking like fucking skeletons? Who do you think she's going to blame, huh?" Katsuki's crimson eyes burned with defiance, tongue gliding through his teeth and pouty lips ending in a scowl. "She'll blame herself... Such a fucking martyr like you. You two really get on my nerves because of that shit."

"You're one to talk..." Izuku bit out angrily, pinching the bridge of his nose when he felt a headache start to form. He hadn't gotten normal sleep lately and his patience was running thin with everything and everyone. Before Katsuki could respond though Izuku shook his head and sighed in defeat putting his hand up to stop him. "You know what...you're right. For once I agree with you, she wouldn't be hurt if she thought of her wellbeing for once. When we get her back, we have to make sure this doesn't happen again."

Shoto not liking how they might gang up on her spoke up again. "You two aren't doing anything that will harm her."

"Oh, the zombie does talk... you have no say in this Icy-Hot." Katsuki pointed towards Shoto, who narrowed his eyes at him in return. "You are officially banned from making decisions in the Big-3, until we say otherwise. You think she'll be proud of you for how you've been neglecting yourself? She expects better from you." Katsuki pointed out smugly.

"Like you're any better than us... have your hands fully healed?" Izuku asked sweetly with a tilt to his head, "Or are you still avoiding Recovery girl, afraid that she'll whack you with her cane?"

"Let's just get this shit done." Katsuki grumbled annoyed, cutting their argument short.

The three of them could argue for hours if they wanted to, but now was not the time for that. They all had the same goal in mind, getting their Y/N back from whatever long dream she was stuck in.

After a moment to recollect themselves, Katsuki asked the one-million-dollar question. "What did you do?"

"Simple, I asked her to let me in." Izuku ran his fingertips on her arm from where he stood by the side of the bed, opposite to Katsuki. Carefully running his index finger on her scars. She'd come so far in accepting the ones she already had, he just hoped these new ones wouldn't harm her mental stability any more than it already was.

"Asked how exactly, it's not like she can hear you, can she?" Katsuki's eyebrows furrowed.

He hoped that she didn't. Because the times he was in here alone with her, he poured out his heart. He wanted to be heard but only when she was awake and well, not as a second handed heartfelt confession. There was also a couple of negative remarks on himself that he wanted to keep to himself. Knowing the girl, she would probably make it her mission to let him see otherwise.

"No, I touched her forehead, and tried reaching out with our telepathic bond."

"That's why your flecks are brighter again... Why didn't we think of this sooner?" Shoto mumbled. A little jealous when he saw the vibrant scarlet flecks in Izuku's emerald eyes, while his were diminishing.

Smiling softly Izuku squeezed Y/N's hand. He hasn't looked at his eyes, so he didn't know the red flecks he so dearly missed, were burning brightly again. He only felt the connection snap in his mind, he was too preoccupied thinking of how to get her back than to look in a mirror lately.

"Alright, let's give it a try then..." Katsuki whispered, he too was holding on to Y/N's hand, fingers interlocked with hers.

Running his fingers up her arm and then through the back of her hair he sat down on the chair near the bed and cupped the back of her neck with his hand. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply to calm the fast beat of his heart. Ignoring the beeping monitor of her own. He was nervous, after such a long time, he was finally going to see her and hear her again. The piece of him that's been yearning to see her, was jumping with glee. His heart felt tight, for the swirling emotions of excitement, sorrow, and anticipation. And instead of allowing his heart to stay in the numbing stage like he's had all this time, he focused on the love that was trying to pour out. There were so many things, he wanted to say to her, but he would wait until she was out.

Izuku, seeing the clear excitement vibrant throughout Katsuki and being able to feel it now so clearly that his connection was restored again, smiled internally for him. He knew Katsuki hurt himself last week, even if he didn't voice how. He knew it had something to do with the girl currently sleeping. Izuku wasn't dumb. Him and Katsuki are childhood friends, and he is very perceptive. He knows very well how the blond explosive man works specially when frustrated with himself.

"Should we call Aizawa to let him know?" Shoto questioned quietly.

Thinking it over, Katsuki shook his head. "No, it's better to call him when she's back, we don't want to give anyone false hope."

Shoto and Izuku nodded understanding that it was for the best. Imagine being told they may have a cure to bring someone dear back only to have it not work. It would break Aizawa and her family all over again. This would also break them more than they already were if it did not work, but they were willing to take the burden for the man they liked to call their sensei/father.

"Alright, just how we've practiced before. Reach out to her mind, give it a moment and then it'll happen." Izuku instructed both Katsuki and Shoto.

Shoto as calm as he possibly could, breathed in deeply. His chest radiating with warmth at the thought of seeing her captivating eyes and lovely face with a bright smile. Hearing her laugh and speak her native tongue again. He hoped he didn't look like he did now in this dreamlike state they were all going into. Because if he did, he knew Y/N would be scared. He was barely able to sleep, let alone eat for how lost and alone he felt. He never knew losing someone so dear to him would kill him from the inside out and at such an agonizing slow pace. At first, he really did try to take care of himself. But after the fifth day of seeing not one single sign of her waking up, he began to think that she never would. And instead of fighting the panic, like he's learned to do all of these years from the abuse he got at home. This time he couldn't. It was too much, and it happened way too fast for him to keep up. The panic attacks he was used to, where of him being abused physically and mentally, not ones of losing someone so close to him. His parents weren't there, and he had no one to talk to about his emotions, so he never knew how to navigate through them.

What he felt when he saw Y/N in a deep slumber, almost like time completely stopped for her, was indescribable. He'd never felt the agonizing feeling of the unknown before. He'd never felt so confused and lost with no means of escape, and because he never had anyone to help him with these emotions while growing up, he felt so alone. Every day that she slept, his heart would break and continued to break little by little, until he snapped. Then he was no longer allowed to see her, which only made it worse. The pressure on his chest would keep him awake, would keep him so distracted and full that any thought of food always made him want to gag. He never experienced heart break like this, so when he was finally able to see her today, he was so elated, his heart hurt a little bit less.

Making sure to touch her with his left palm, because he knew how much she loves his warmth even though he was still traumatized by it, he caressed her eyebrow with his thumb. Concentrating to connect with her. Hoping and yearning to have those same scarlet flecks burn in his ocean eyes again.

"I'm ready." He mumbled quietly.

Izuku nodding at them both, also cupped the back of Y/N's head to make the connection easier. The three of them breathed deeply to regulate their breathing, concentrating to connect with her. Silently talking to her through their own minds. And just like it did with Izuku before they came in, Katsuki's breath shuddered when he felt the connection snap in his mind. Smiling when he felt the familiar chills go down his spine. Shoto's breath hitched when he felt the missed sensation of the connection vibrating through him. The sensation he's been craving to feel for these past three weeks.

Feeling relieved that it worked, they were surrounded by darkness at first and just like Izuku felt when he went in alone. They had the sensation of falling from the sky. Izuku knowing what to expect braced for impact, however, forgetting to warn the other two. One of them yelling because of the rushing feeling and heart palpitation that came from falling from high heights. The fall overwhelming him and scaring him a little in the process.

With a thud, like boulders smacking on the ground, resonating around them. Groans could be heard throughout the soft field of grass they landed on. Katsuki not wasting a moment got up in fury, stomping his way over to Izuku who scrambled to get out of his way once he saw the murderous intent that radiated off him.

"The hell you didn't warn us for?!" Katsuki grabbed him by the collar, getting on top of him and trying to strangle him as Izuku fought back.

"I'm sorry!" He yelped. "I forgot about that part, and I forgot how scared of heights you are! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"I wasn't fucking scared dammit! Stop bringing that shit up already, we were fucking ten!" Katsuki yelled out while he tousled on the ground with his childhood friend.

They hadn't noticed, how in awe Shoto was from the environment they were thrown into. Unlike the other two he had gracefully taken the fall, already knowing to tuck and roll once he realized he was falling from the sky. He was speechless for the view that greeted them. In front of them was a field full of Lilies. Every different color imaginable for the flower. He saw a beautiful deep blue ombre lily, reaching over and caressing it lightly. The smooth velvety surface mesmerizing him. He's never seen a field full of flowers before, he could only guess, these were Y/N's favorite for how many they were. He knew, she wasn't a rose type of person, and the lily fit her personality perfect. Purity and Grief. Though they were beautiful flowers that represented innocence and rebirth, they also represented grief. A loss only someone has experienced could relate to this flower.

He could see it in her. Y/N was just like a Lily. He hummed at the thought of this flower representing her so effortlessly and clearly.