《A world that divides us mha/bnha》❶2.
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where are you going? No one wants you.
Once safely back in the Aizawa house hold Izuku finally relaxed... well As much as a dead boy can. He's still working on the specifics. He can't release a sigh of relief but he can make a relived grunt. Izuku will take what he can get.
He goes over and stares at the bed. "Where it all started huh." He says. His feet are still floating so he takes his hand and pats the bed. It goes straight through. "What?" Izuku asks as if the bed will answer.
He takes both his hands and presses them gently against the bed. For a moment it looks like they're going to fall through but at the last second his hands stop against the ruffled sheets. "Thank god." Izuku laughs.
He tries to relax slouched back onto the bed, that took some time to do. Maybe the effects of being near the house of his family spooked him into being more ghost like than ever. Or maybe it's stress from seeing Kacchan.
Ironic.
Him being spooked.
Him A ghost being spooked.
But eventually he calmed down enough to be drawn back into bed and as you would after a break down he curled up as tightly as he could into a ball.
This time he does breathed a huge sigh of relief. Even if it was just mentally. He lets himself think back to the events of the day.
What was he thinking. Going to see someone who was clearly still grieving his death. What ever that was at Kacchan's house wasn't good. He's single handedly shown someone that knows he's dead that he's not as dead as he should be.
Not only that but Kacchan saw the form Izuku has been reduced to. Is this is bad? Will he tell someone? Will the villains find out, god forbid endeavour hears about this. Oh no then Shoto would hear and then both his friends would be even sadder. This could get him and kacchan into trouble and could hinder Kacchan's hero dreams. Hell the league could somehow find out and capture bakugou thinking they could turn him into a villain!
Even worse Endeavour could ruin everything if he found out. The chaos that could all lead back to Izuku is disturbing. Fate is either cackling or cursing and Izuku doesn't know which one. Maybe Izuku could- no he's done enough damage. Now he needs to sit back and do what he does best. Observe.
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Oh god why couldn't he just die normally?!
Talking that back it doesn't make any sense at all. Not as dead as your average dead person. It is a contradicting idea but that's in the details again. Whatever, now until everything is sorted out he will have to be careful on who sees him. When they see him. And most importantly why he's letting them see him. If he has a choice, he'd never agreed to let Aizawa see him but here he is several days later basically living here. It seems Aizawa can see him no matter what. Kacchan could see him and hear him but as soon as Izuku started worrying and wishing he could disappear he did. Maybe this is another feature of the dead life™️
This is so confusing why can't anything just be simple and make sense.
Sadly for the ginger cat that was watching him talk to himself curled up in the bed with much amusement, Izuku's ranting was cut short. The sound of keys was soon heard from the front door. And both Izuku and the chonky cat perk up.
Is Aizawa back already? Was contemplating life and death that long of a process? I mean he did get distracted but it can't be late afternoon yet. Right?
Something was going on. Izuku found it strange how Aizawa was back this early since he implied him being home late when explaining himself to Izuku. But nevertheless Izuku doesn't mind it. Aizawa is nice company especially since he sits with Izuku when he's in bed.
Since his vitals haven't gotten better. Due to the whole being dead thing. Aizawa has insisted he stay in bed. Especially if he won't eat. Maybe he'll let that go now?
Still Izuku does stay in bed. He wants to be good and not worry shota. He listens and talks with the older man about his day and he only ever seems to leave when he's sure Izuku is asleep. Izuku also make notes in his head and stored them away for when they are needed.
That's the great thing about forgetting everything and/or forgetting most memories. You have a lot of space to play with and fill. You can fill it with whatever you want. Practically free real estate!Aizawa finds it funny how he mumbles his thought process. He likes to listen in and make sense of it all. He asks questions and tests Izuku's mental capabilities. "I don't have any mental capacity." Izuku tells the ginger cat. The cat winks flicking its ears at a noise down the hall.
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Something tells Izuku that wasn't Aizawa at the door and that trail of thought is what caused the young boy to stayed in his bed. Partly because he's scared if he went out he'd be scolded again, By an angry tired hobo man. And he really, really didn't like Aizawa's scolding him as it made him feel like he killed someone instead of just stood up.
And secondly because he knows that's not Aizawa. That man always called out to tell the boy he's home and so far it's been deafening quiet. Only the tip tap of the cats paws on the wood as he goes to see who's there can be heard. Izuku likes the quiet. It's peaceful and pretty and-
That's not Aizawa. Man that's loud. Izuku had to cover his ears. Who makes that kind of noise?
Do they mean Izuku? How did they find him? How do they know him?
And most importantly why are they shouting everything?
oh sorry new listener I didn't mean to scare you. I'm hizashi!
.... ... .... ...
huh tough crowd, anyway you two want some food?"
Izuku hears footsteps retreat into the kitchen as the man keeps talking to the cats. Damn cats swayed and bribed by food. Do they have no standards? Still it is Weird. Aizawa asked a stranger to come and feed his cats. And presumably check on Izuku.
That darn hero. Izuku himself would have done it if asked by Aizawa. Anything to help pay him back. He'd clean the whole house if Aizawa asked. No, Aizawa probably knew that and still asked this man instead.
umm sorry I meant where you hiding?"
Izuku holds back his laughter at that. Oh gosh this new man thinks Izuku's a cat? Really oh man Aizawa you've outdone yourself this time. Just for the fun of it Izuku stays quiet listening out for any sign the man is getting closer.
"Here kitty kitty! Come out!" He shouts quietly. Walking down the hall. Hah shouting quietly what an Oxymoron.
"Hay cat! Are you in here?" The man asks throwing the door open. Izuku jumped through the wall at the scare. Tumbling backwards through the wall. He's sure if it were possible his spirit would have left his body. Gosh his heart would be beating so fast.
"Kitty? No not here? Okay onto the next room!" The man says turning around and pausing at the door.
Izuku pokes his head through so he can now take in the strangers appirence. Blond hair gelled like a banana? Weird but each to their own. Then a leather suit, 80's theme by the looks of it and chunky headphones around his neck.
The stranger is soon on the move again completely oblivious to the boy who was staring him down from bed that was quite literally directly in front of him.
Is izukus presence really that non existent? Or is he invisible again. Translucent? Transparent ? Other words that mean a similar thing.
Maybe it comes with the whole being dead thing? Ghost Stranger danger?
The man goes around again searching a little more frantically for what he thinks is a cat. Passing and looking into the room a further two times. Eventually he gives up slumping down to the floor. Izuku watched from the door way confused and slightly concerned that he's following around a stranger who can see him.
Said stranger pulls out his phone and calls someone. It takes a few rings but the eventually pick up.
Hello?
"Yes shota I can't find the kid?"
"Yes, yes I looked there three time he's no where."
"What? No."
"Don't be silly I'm sure he'll wonder back eventually."
"What do you mean?"
"What NOW?!"
"But shota it's just a- and he hung up on me. Jeez this man likes cats way to much."
Izuku again finds it funny how 1, the man still thinks he's looking for a cat. And 2, called shota who is now probably extremely worried that he lost a very injured child.
This should be fun to watch when he's home.
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