Shotos POV

I watch as my phone goes to voicemail for the hundredth time, I want to throw my phone at the door but I know I can't. I look at the screen and sigh. Might as well leave another message. I really hope he is okay... I swear to Nezu if All Bitch got to him I'm going to freeze his dick off. As the buzzer goes off I sigh and start to relay my message into the phone.

"Hey Izuku, I got back to the dorms at like 12:30 and you aren't here, it is now 6:24 am and you still aren't here. Are you okay, where are you? Please call me when you can, I just wanna know you are okay. If I don't hear back from you in the next hour I'm storming into Ass Mighs office and asking what the hell he did to you so please contact me Izuku." I hang up and flop on Izuku's bed. His room was pretty plain, with a few posters of bands like My Chemical Romance, Panic! At the Disco or Mother Mother. He has a few photos hanging from his wall in cute wooden frames.

I scan the photos on his wall for the hundredth time, looking at the happy smile of his mother and a much younger izuku on his first day of kindergarten. He looked so happy back then, he had a genuine smile, his eyes were filled with hope and he looked so comfortable hugging his mother. It is such a parallel to him now... the fake smiles, the dull eyes and he flinches at even the slightest from most people.

He has been through so much... lord I hope it isn't going through something again... I know he is strong but he can only handle so much before he cracks again. He is so strong... he will survive, he always does. Right now I need to make sure he is safe but.

I look at my phone and it is now 6:42 am. I look at the bruises and cuts lingering on my arm from last night. I can't let him go through the same thing I go through, not while I have any strength left to prevent it, it has already happened to often to him... its not fair. I grab a tight grip of my phone and force myself off the bed, I take one last look around when my eyes glance over something that catches my attention. A small note is folded less than neatly on the bedside table. I know this is technically an invasion of privacy but it might give me a clue where Izuku is.

Curiosity and worry getting the best of me I lean down and quickly grab the letter, carefully unfolding it not wanting to rip it. It has less than neat handwriting on the paper but the words are at least clear enough to read it.

Dear little hero,

Ohh, nickname. Gotta admit it is kinda cute and cheesy, just the sort of thing that would fluster izuku.

When you read this I will be gone, dont worry im safe back at base, though you probably don't care for that. If you want you can call me but I doubt you will.

Back at base... is this guy bad news?.. Hmm at the very least he seems very insecure.

I'm sorry I kissed you, HE WHAT?!?! Okay now this is serious. I didn't ask and I don't know if you feel the same way, I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable and I understand if you don't wish to talk to me again. Well at least he is saying sorry for not asking. Whoever this person is clearly really cares for izuku... I wonder if it is that guy that Izuku was talking about? I know you probably hate me and are disgusted I kissed you. But please know, I meant it, I care for you in ways I can't explain and I will never hate you, even if you hate me.

Okay that is sickeningly cute and considerate. Seems izuku got a good one. This guy clearly cares for izuku a lot.

Even if you hate me I will rescue you. Just stay strong, if not for me then your family. You are so strong little hero, just hold on while we rescue you. Okay he clearly knows something... rescue him? Maybe he is going to expose All Bitch or get enough blackmail to keep him away from him... this guy seems like he really cares for izuku.

From your 'Akuma Hinote'

Hmm strange, that name means Devil's Fire Hand.... That clearly isn't his real name. Okay so from what this letter tells me, this guy cares for izuku, has kissed him and knows at least a part of izuku's past. I get the feeling that he has a fire quirk from the name and I don't think he is in the best crowd. Hmm this is confusing, who could it be?

Dabi? Pft, what the hell am I thinking!? There is no way izuku would get caught up with him... but the way izuku described that guy did sound like dabi... and he is a fire user who lives at LOV base. Ugh, as much as I wish I could say I connected the dots but this is one set of dots that better not be connected rashly... I still have the bruise from the time I asked if Monoma was related to Toga. No right now it is just better to focus on where izuku is and not if his posible lover is dabi. That would definitely get me a broken nose.

I place the refolded note back down on the desk and turn away. There was a small snippet of light sneaking into the room from the almost closed curtains. His room always seems peaceful and serene. I quickly grab the door handle and leave, not wanting to linger any longer.

I walk down the hallway quickly, knowing the early birds like Denki, Bakugo, Momo, Sato and Iida will be up soon. My lack of sleep seemed prominent as I passed a mirror, getting a quick glance of my dark eyebags and cuts and bruises that create bloody patterns that lead from my neck to my ankle... I will have to ask Momo for some bandages. Father didn't hold back yesterday... thats what I get for talking back to the lazy fuck.

I pass the rows of doors and enter the kitchen to see Sato and Bakugou in the kitchen cooking breakfast and bickering quietly on how to crack eggs... they always find weird cooking related stuff to argue about.

Sato notices me and he frowns softly at my appearance. My whole class knows about the abuse I cop from Endawhore and they help me in their own ways which I love.

Momo makes bandages and medicine, taking care for me like a mother would, Jiro and Tokoyami makes playlists full of comfort and great music for me, Denki and Sero distract me with videogames and fun activitys, the whole dekusquad make new plans for his murder weekly, Mina and Hagakure teach me new tiktok dances and trends, Sato, Shoji and Koda make taste deserts and Bakugou and I have insult compitions for who can make the best insult about him.

Bakugou currently has the record for out comp with "that asshole is a flaming slutty Nazi fucker with less braincells then pikachu !" Still don't know what made him think of it but it is legendary, the only one that beats it is Izuku's one, "Endawhore is an Ass Might copycat that was copied by a toddlers left hand." It is both an insult to All Bitch and EndaWhore and I love it!

"Hey Shoto! Me and Bakygou are making waffles and fruit salad for breakfast, per Kodas request. Was last night's training with your dad rougher than normal? Do you need Momo to make some bandages? She went to check up on Jiro because she wasn't feeling great but she will be back in a minute." I simply shake my head.

"No thank you sato, I will grab momo when she has a free moment, if Jiro isn't feeling well she is more important than my injuries. Now, can I do a taste test?" Sato was about to answer when Bakugou cut in with all his brash anger.

"Fuck no IcyHot you can wait till everyone else eats! Now sit the fuck down. Also did you take a fucking shower last night!? Because you have dried blood all over you." I quickly sit down before answering.

"Yes Bakugou I had a shower, I just reopened some wounds after my shower and wasn't bothered to take another one, I will take one later." Bakugou grumbled but left it be, turning his attention to the fruit he was cutting. Sato simply looked at me sympathetically and turned to his own tasks.

I mindlessly scroll through my phone till I hear a familiar voice from behind me.

"Shoto, what are you doing up! You should be sleeping after training with your father." I turn around to see momo standing behind. "Ahh Shoto, did you get any sleep last night!? And look at you, you are beaten and bruised quite badly... Here let me make you some bandages." She quickly forms some bandages from her wrist and then continues to wrap my wounds on my arms and legs while softly muttering some indeed scary threat for endeavour. I would feel sorry for him if he ever faced momos wrath but i hate him too much to feel anything towards him.

"Hey Shoto, have you seen midoriya? I went to his room to see if he was awake but he wasn't there." She has a worried look on her face... oh this news isn't going to go well.

"Umm no... I don't know where he is. He wasn't here when I got here at 12 and he hasn't been answering my calls. I'm going to head to his house after breakfast to see if he is there and if not I am going to go searching for him... I have a bad feeling and I just wanna make sure he is okay." she hummed in agreement.

"Well, call me if you need help and can't find him... if you haven't found him by lunch tell me so I can inform Aizawa." I nod and let her finish her job in silence.

I really hope he just went to see Inko and when he left he forgot to charge his phone... please let that be the case. I just want him to be safe...