I just received a message from your doctor. He would like to do the procedure tomorrow if you really have a tumor. Please call Mr. Naomasa to escort you to the hospital early in the morning. He'll be waiting.
He continued to stare at the the the most recent text from Recovery Girl while rubbing his abdomen.
Guess telling young Midoriya about this today will be a best decision after all.
The past week since his ultrasound has been difficult. The pills don't seem to be working at all. In fact, every time he consume them, he would just end up throwing them up. That or have intense pains on his intestines nearly the whole day. Not to mention that when he woke up this morning, he's been quite an uncomfortable feeling below his abdomens. It's really a good thing that it should all be taken care of tomorrow. The real concern however was how his successor reacts to what's been going on with him.
I wonder if Tsukauchi found anything related to the creature that attacked me.
The sound startled him enough to immediately look up. Almost immediately, a creaking sound was heard and he saw one of the trees falling until it disappeared with a huge thud.
"Aw geez.....um," The green head boy in front of him was standing there holding his flicked finger and turned to his teacher guiltily, "is that considered vandalism? I-I'm sorry."
Toshinori walked up next to Midoriya, puttting his phone away, while staring at where the tree use to be standing.
"I shouldn't really be too concerned. But I will talk to the Principal just in case. If he is at all bothered by this, I will take the blame."
"What? No!" He exclaimed when he heard the last sentence, "You weren't the one who knocked it down! My finger clumsily slipped. If anything, I should take the blame.
"You are training," Toshi pointed this out, "you are not expected to do all your moves perfectly. That is why I am training you. How I mentor you is all of my responsibility."
"Well," the boy frown and glanced down, "I guess you're right."
The scrawny man continued staring at his uncertain look and couldn't help but atleast make a slight smile,
"Hey," Midoriya was slightly surprised when he felt a familiar hand scruff his hair and looked back up at him, "don't get too worked up about it. You're making great process. But for a power like this, it can take a long time to master, but I know you'll get a hand of it. Speaking of hand, is you're finger alright?"
Knowing with how Midoriya always tries to hide the pain, one of his fingers was sticking out and slightly shivering. His finger didn't have a purplish tone, so that means he didn't break it again, which is why Toshinori was barely concerned about it. But he couldn't help but ask due to the way he was holding unto it.
"Oh!" he replied and glanced at it, "I actually almost forgotten that it was hurting. It doesn't really feel bad. Maybe I just slightly sprained or numbed it?"
The predecessor paused with a "hmm" sound.
"Maybe use this again just in case," he brought out a small ice pack and gave it to him, "it's always good to make sure it doesn't get worse."
"Alright," he pressed it unto his finger, "thanks All Might."
All Might dipped his head as a response and did said,
"Why don't we call it a break for now? We can sit beneath the tree for the time being."
"Okay," Midoriya went over to the tree without questioning anything.
As the retired hero turned and was about to follow, another pain, this time sharper, hit his lower abdomen. It caused him his body to slightly bend and clutch it with a hiss. Breathing out, he looked down at it and tried to soothe it again.
What the hell was...?
"All Might," he looked up to see the boy sitting down already and looking at him in worry, "are you ok?"
His heart race at the look on his face, feeling his blood rise up from his esophagus for a moment.
"Yeah yeah I'm fine," he immediately answered and giving his belly some last few rubs while trying to smile, "just had a sudden stomach cramp was all!
"But didn't you say-?"
"Yes yes I know. But you understand that being an old man that's lived without a stomach for six years, it's very hard not to mention that word."
"Um....you're not really that old All Might," Midoriya beat a sweat.
All Might gave a flattered chuckle,
"You just never say a single negative word about me, don't you?"
"Why would I?"
The older one realized that he have just made a conversation that is becoming awkward at every moment and made a short sigh, but continued giving a shy smile.
"Let's....just continue our focus on relaxing after a good training."
Dammit, what kind of sentence was that?! and what kind of conversation did I just have with him? I could have just not say anything until I sat next to him and tell him the truth. It just would pain him seeing him....wait what am I thinking? Don't do the same mistake you did last time at the teacher's lounge. Just tell him. He should understand.
He waited until the teacher walked towards him and sat down on the tree next to Midoriya, another slight wave of pain passing though him in the process until he can finally get comfortable. The younger one stared at him to make sure he was all good and then turned his face away from him.
The former hero noticed that he was starting to make him uncomfortable as frowned and glanced away as well.
Alright....you got this.
He took a breath to say his first sentence.
"All Might," Midoriya spoke first before he could, which made him turn his face back at him, "I....I'm sorry if I'm pressuring you. I usually don't ask this, but I feel it's necessary because of how things have been going since the cave incident."
The student looked back at him in a huge frown.
"Are you hiding something from me again?"
His heart completely sunk down to the pit of his belly, guilt washing over him like a tsunami.
So he has been aware that something was going on this whole time....
"I mean...just a week ago, you texted me that you couldn't go to forest training because you were sick. I was thinking that once your week break was over, you would finally be good as new. But you barely have. You have started to act very off and you still look as though you're in pain.
"I hate being forceful, but as you're successor, I need to know. What's happening to you? If there really is something going on, I wanna help you. I want to struggle this with you and I don't mind it whatsoever."
He sat there frozen for a long time, now even more anxious on telling him. And yet, so touched by the young one's support.
But just before he would answer to Midoriya, Pain striked back, causing him to clutch his lower abdomen again. It was starting to feel like he needed to use the restroom, but something didn't feel normal about it. It really hurt.
"All Might?" Midoriya eyes widened a bit and quickly scooted close to him with his hand on his trembling knee.
Crap, this is the wrong time for this to happen...!
"It's ok....It's ok," he made slow pantings, "I guess I might need to rush to the restroom."
"All Might," the kid's concern turned fear, "I don't think this is a normal one. You have to go to Recovery Girl."
All Might paused and grunted from another small wave of pain.
I don't have a choice no matter how much I try to hide it, do I.
"Alright," he gave up and turned back to Izuku, "don't worry."
He then scruffed the boy's green hair,
"I'll take a trip to Recovery Girl right away. Let's call our training a day. You go get ready for class and I'll walk over-"
"No," his hands then grabbed unto one of his mentor's hand, "I won't let you go over there alone.
"I'll be fine," the teacher told him, "It should only take me several minutes to get there."
Midoriya stared at him with a disagreeable look and stood up.
"Can you stand?"
"I believe so."
"Alright," He continued holding onto his hand, "let me just help you get on your feet and you can take the rest from here."
"Thanks, my boy."
Midoriya was pulling him upwards as he was starting to get up when the sharp pain came back, cause him to immediately stop and let out a grunt.
"Agh! shit shit shit!" he whispered a mutter.
"That's what I thought."
He helped settle him back down, letting his mentor try to recover from the pain. Midoriya then knelt down to massage his back, watching him keep cursing with a mixed tone of embarrassment and frustration.
"Alright," Midoriya glance down for a moment his iris starting to lit up, "guess I'm gonna have to take you there myself."
Pink veins spread across his body, which then fully activated his One For All just a second later. With small green sparks racing across his body, Toshinori's muttering was interrupted by arms wrapping underneath his body and was then lifted.
Because he carried his childhood hero multiple times as a quirkless boy during his hero training, mostly in his muscle form, carrying him in his true form while he has a quirk wasn't hard to deal with. Due to his tall length, he decided to carry the upper part of his body, leaving his legs dangling. All Might try to process exactly what was happening, making hi, almost forget the pain.
I'm being carried by my student. No....
His eyes widened and blushed.
I'm being carried around by one of my biggest fans. I'm being treated as if I'm a rescued citizen!
To think that just a year and a half ago, he was just doing his usual hero duties by rescuing the useless quirkless fanboy who ended up bumping into a villain he was chasing.
Never did it crossed his mind that he would always walk beside him, to have him receive his power, to witness him save his life, and to grow to love and care for the child. There was a feeling of awkwardness at the reminder that he is no looked upon as the number one hero, that he can no longer protect himself or others when danger approaches. And yet, as he glanced at him and remembering how far he has vome, knowing he will someday take his place, he actually feels more pride than embarrassment.
"Now," Midoriya glanced around with a determined look on his face, "what's the nearest route to her office?"
The mentor snapped out of his thought and glanced around before he memorized his usual route to the office and pointed.
"I believe there an opening at the side of the building. You can....take the stairs and you turn right. We should see her office door there."
Without responding he immediately made sure he was holding him correctly and dashed off to his destination.
"Darling....darling no. You have to wait until your leg is fully healed," Recovery Girl talked to one of the healing students on the phone, "Once Tuesday arrives and I remove it, then you can join training classes again."
The nurse then quickly glanced when she heard a quick knock on the door and she then stood up from her chair to open it while still holding the phone.
"I know this must be very hard for you, but if you want to become a hero, it'll be alot harder doing so in just one leg."
She opened the door and it took her a moment to process at what she was actually seeing. At the door, Midoriya, with his quirk activated, was carrying All Might in a cradled position. She can obviously tell that he was in pain by just the look of complete discomfort and the boy had the look of fear in his eyes.
"Recovery Girl please help," he spoke out quickly, "there's something wrong with All Might."
Trying to ignore the pain, he made an uneasy and slightly exhausted smile before lifting one of his hands.
"Hey nurse...sorry for the sudden occasion."
The nurse stared frozen until she heard sounds of complaints on the phone again.
"I'll call you back,"
she said this and quickly hung up despite hearing complaints, this time louder, again.
"Place him on the bed."
Doing just as he was told, he walked fast paced to the nearest bed and settled him down, with the elderly woman following over to them. Letting One For All wear off on him, he helped the scrawny tall man shift to the most comfortable postion and once he signaled him that the position was fine, he let his eyes close shut and took deep relaxed breath to finally relax the pain for a moment. Midoriya couldn't help but stroke his predecessors forehead in hope that it will comfort him (despite how it awkward it may look) and Recovery kept on darting her eyes on both of them and decided to ask the question them,
"All Might started growing pains somewhere in his abdomens," the student looked at her while still comforting him, "He seemed off about something even when I met him at the woods. He got worse and....now I'm not sure how bad it really is.
"I'll admit it," he soften his slow pantings and opened his eyes to look at her, "I should be at fault for not coming to you first. I woke up with an uncomfortable feeling here."
He gestured at his lower abdomen, which cause her to untuck and uncover his shirt. She massaged it, trying to see what was causing the pain.
"Does it hurt when I press it?"
But he grunted from another pain before he can explain it any further.
"Did I hurt you?"
"No," he groans, "it always comes about like this."
The patient then looked at Midoriya, realizing that he was still standing close and comforting him. His eyes looked as if it could well up in tears at any moments.
"Young Midoriya," his voice made a soft croak, "can you walk out of the room for now? I need Recovery Girl to concentrate on my diagnose and treatment."
"No," the successor narrowed, "I won't let you go through this alone. Let me just give Mr. Aizawa a permisson slip on why I won't be attending class today and I can stay beside you until you feel better!"
The retired hero paused and then looked away with a short chuckle.
"Still acting very selfless, huh. You really need to keep working on that."
"I know," he looked down for a moment and then return his gaze, "but I can't just go with my daily routine when I am aware you're like this!
"Now now young man," Recovery Girl came up to him, "Mr. All Might is right about this. You'll never graduate school with your classmates if you keep missing classes. Remember what I told you last time you begged to stay here."
"I understand mam. It's just.....I don't know if it would be the right thing to leave my mentor like this."
"Young man," the older man's tone was gentler, "can you look at me for just a moment?"
The kid did so. And as soon as he did, Toshinori calmly place his hand on his shoulder.
"You don't always need to look after me. My real concern is you and your success."
The boy frown more for a while and his eyes widened a bit when his teacher suddenly let out a painful grunt and clutched unto his abdomen. Trying to fight back the pain and panting, He forcefully faced him again and smiled.
"I'll call you when she's done..." he rubbed the kids shoulder with his voice sounding slightly shaky, "Ok?"
Midoriya choked up. As much as he hates having to leave him like this, those kind and nurturing gaze he was giving him seemed to have slightly calmed him, which surprisingly works. He can read the scrawny man's face, begging him to trust him. That he would be alright. With a gaze like that, it would be rude having to act as if he doesn't trust the hero he has looked up to for his entire life. He would never forgive himself for that.
He pat his shoulder,
"Alright now you heard him," Recovery Girl had to halt her duty in order to escort the kid out, "you go ahead and get yourself ready for school. Come on."
She kept on reassuring him until he walked out of the room. He abruptly stop right when he did so and took one last look at his mentor. He remained lying there giving off a small tired smile towards him, never turning his eyes away from him. The stare was then interrupted by the nurse gently shoving him just slightly away as a distraction and then patted on his waist.
"It's alright, I'll take good care of him. I'll let you know when I'm done with him."
He bit his lip in uncertainty, but continued to hold the promise he made to his teacher and started to slowly walk away.
"Take good care now."
She closed the door, leaving Midoriya alone in hall making another quick glance and moments after walk off staring at the ground.
Back at the office, as soon as she shut the door, Toshinori was finally able to stop smiling, letting out a sigh of relief. Recovery Girl looked back at him.
"You got me scared for moment," she quickly turned her body away from the door, "I thought you were going to let him stay here."
All Might opened his eyes staring at the ceiling,
"It's true that I could get carried away with spoiling him. But it's not only because I need to start disciplining him."
She frowned and dipped her head, seeing him in an uncomfortable state,
"That's a good reason too."
All Might nodded too, knowing that Recovery Girl understood what he meant like this.
I'm sorry you saw me like this, Young Midoriya. Please don't let this image distract you from your progress.
He heard footsteps and turned to see the small elderly woman come towards him.
"Before we get started, maybe a change of clothes will make you more comfortable.
Midoriya was walking through the halls of the student's dorm, his eyes still stuck on the ground. It's still a little too early for class to start, so he has enough time to go to his room and get changed into his uniform. The hallway was pretty empty, so either his classmates were asleep or were already somewhere around the campus. But he didn't really think too much on what his friends were doing. The thoughts about All Might's painful condition still raced around his mind
I wonder if I made the right decision on leaving him there. It's true that I can't always focus on him. I need to focus on my friends and my progress.
You don't always need to look after me. My real concern is you and your success.
He approached his door to his room as All Might's words repeated from his head
I'll call you when she's done...Ok?
It's what they always say, right? That younger people are looked after first? I guess I could have saw it the same way if I was walking in his shoes. Maybe I might take that role someday. Whatever it might be.
He finally rose back his face, trying to act positive and slightly determined.
I hope you call me, All Might.
He reached his hand to the door knob but abruptly stopped. He noticed something on his hand that seemed strange. He moved his hand away from the knob and instead moved it closer to his face. Letting his palm face him, he noticed that it was red stains
He took a quick look at his knuckle that didn't have any and went back to looking at his bloodied palm.
This wasn't where I hurt my finger. It's dry.....but still fresh, almost like it wasn't that long ago. Maybe just several minutes. I can't think on what happened after I hurt my finger except-
His thought immediately stopped, remembering how one of his hands was holding between All Might's leg while he was carrying him to the nurse's office.
His heart felt as if it fell silent and he turned back to where he came from with his face pale.
Recovery Girl didn't realize how bad the condition really was when she was investigating the pants All Might took off.
"Your pants is drenched in blood."
She turned to see the teacher clenching his abdomen and gritting his teeth after the pain interrupted him from finishing getting dressed into his hospital gown.
The pain seems to be worsening...
"Let me help you."
he groaned as he allowed her to tie up his gown.
"Here, it's better you lie down for now."
She helped adjust his position and help lay him back down on the bed when they heard another knock on the door. She didn't need to ask who it was, knowing everybody in the campus were busy.
"Please come in."
The door opened and a doctor along with some paramedics came in.
"Toshinori Yagi?" The doctor said and the patient looked, despite being in pain, to give a soft polite expression.
"Hello, Doctor Seiichi."
The middle aged grayish hair doctor with glasses gave a warm smile to lighten the mood, even if he showed a bit of concern the moment he noticed bloodied stains on the bed.
"I didn't think I would see you a day earlier. Recovery Girl phoned me that you started experiencing abominable pains?"
"Ugh...yeah. I think there's something more to the story. It feels like something's coming out of me."
He turned back to the stains and then his legs, seeing his trembling knees being tucked.
"May I take a look?"
He dipped his head and the doctor lifted his gown to investigate in between his legs.
"Your anal appears to be bleeding....but I don't think there's anyway to stop it."
He turned to one of the paramedics,
"Go back to the truck and see if you can find a bag of Blood type O?"
the paramedic dipped his head and fast paced out of the room. The doctor then turn his attention back to his patient and place his hand on his abdomen. He paused when almost immediately, he heard Toshinori let out grunt as he suddenly felt a small spasm on his belly.
"This is very unusual.....I have never seen anything like this. But if you're saying something's coming out, then you're body seems to be telling you that something needs to come out."
"Excuse me Doctor Seiichi," Recovery Girl chimed in, "but shouldn't we try doing an ultrasound to see what it is? If he tries to push it out, would it only critically damage his health? What if he fatally bleeds out because of it?"
"That is why I told one of the paramedics to get Blood type O. Judging by the how intense the muscle spasms are, it should come out in about few minutes or less. There is no time to do an ultrasound. And it's far too late to do an emergency surgery. If he holds it in longer, it's likely his body can get damaged from the strains. I really don't think we have a choice."
He turned to look at Mr. Yagi. The blonde guy gulped down, letting his breathing ease and squinted his eyes open to meet his.
"Whatever works best, I'll take it."
The doctor nodded.
"Roll over," he aided him, "make sure your knees are tucked onto your abdomen."
As the professional help the scrawny man shift into the right position, his forehead now burying into the pillow, he let out short harsh groan that made him lift his lower body slightly upward.
"You good?" He rubbed his back, feeling his entire spine as he was doing so.
"the pain is just feels stronger," he groaned again, continuing to tremble and produce more sweats.
"Then that means this is a great position. You," He pointed to one paramedic that's still present, "grab both side of his waist in case his body starts to collapse in exhaustion. It can cause quite a harm on his body by whatever is inside if it does.
"Yes doc," the paramedic said and went to sit on the edge of the bed and press his hands against the former hero's waist.
"I'll do the best I can to comfort and reassure him," Recovery Girl frowned, "it's the best I can do for him right now."
"That's fine," Seiichi said, "you can also help by making sure his pulse and consciousness are stabled."
All Might's eyes opened up more by these words and quickly shift his head to the nurse.
"Hey hey, it isn't necessary to comfort me, nurse. My body has handled worse things, so it should be able to-"
But there he saw it. He wasn't sure what made him detect it, even if he can't see her eyes. But he can sense even without seeing it that there was a dark atmosphere around that old lady.
The cold look of complete disagreement and unnoticeable cool eyes glaring down at him. The sight of her like this made him have a scary familiar feeling he always see from another elder person. Someone who would only give him those glare of dissatisfaction whenever he does something that upsets him. His face slightly flushed, feeling the chills run down his spine.
"....uh...maybe it's necessary just in case. I-it has been three months since I retired so....yeah."
He buried his face back on the pillow with the mixture of fear that the nurse would still lecture or punch him and the embarrassment of not being able to comprehend his sentence.
Almost immediately, the elderly lady returned back to her nurturing attitude, with the hint of pride, and walked over to his side. The doctor glanced for a moment on her massaging Toshinori's forehead, then back at the patient.
"Start trying to push when I tell you."
Despite starting the feel exhausted from the previous pains, he slightly raised his head from the pillar, slight determination was being shown from his dimly glowing iris.
"Hey, are you ok?"
Midoriya snapped out of his dazed thoughts when he felt someone tapping him from behind. Turning to who tapped him, Mineta, who was sitting behind him, was leaned out of his chair in order to lean closer to the freckled face kid. The short student had the face of slight concerns.
"I saw you getting easily knocked out by Ectoplasm during training. You didn't seem to be focused as usual. You sure nothing's bothering you?"
"Well now that I think about it," Sero, who was next to Midoriya pondered a bit, "you have been pretty off the whole day."
The whole class, who are just taking their seats, turn to look at the conversation. Bakugou also turned his head towards his rival with his usual grumpy expression, yet did not seem irritated by the green hair's unnatural behavior like he normally did back at middle school. Midoriya blinked few times and looked down uncomfortably.
"Oh....um, dont worry. Im fine."
"You don't seem to be alright."
"Yeah, its as if you got run over a truck spooked by a ghost-gah!"
Mineta's ear was being pulled by someone sitting behind him, revealing to be Momo giving a haunting smirk.
"Try not to cross the line, Mineta. Remember that spouting out silly things doesn't always mean it'll make someone feel better. So if you take it too far, you might want to talk to my friend here."
She held up her fist, causing the grape fruit kid his eyes shot wide open.
"T-that's wasn't what I was planning to do! I would never want to hurt anyone's feelings, so please spare me! I can even show you what my room looks like if you spare me!"
Momo blushed harshly in a embarrassment and fire burnt up in her eyes,
"I'M NEVER GOING TO COME AND SEE YOUR ROOM!"
"No no it's ok," Mineta and Momo both stopped their chaos and both looked at Midoriya in surprise.
"It's fine Mineta," he gave a warm smile, "I know you were just trying to cheer me up. So I'm really thankful for that."
Tears started bawling out of Mineta's eyes as he smiled and gazed dearly at him.
"Th-thank you, Midoriya...."
Momo scoffed and Mineta's emotional moment was interrupted when he felt her hand suddenly release his eyes. He lost balance fell head first on the ground with a huge.
"Fine," she said, "but try not being too nice to this kid. You know how he can be."
Midoriya didn't really say anything about that. He understood why most girls in the class don't like him and even though he shows a sense of empathy for him, he decided to keep it to himself.
"I don't want to say this," Ochako then spoke up from the other side of the classroom, "but Mineta is right. You seem to be really bothered about something. It seems that it may have happened last night or this morning because when we were going to bed, you were looking just fine."
Midoriya's smile disappeared.
"Midoriya," He then turned to seeing Todoroki talk to him next with a calm expression, "we are your friends. No matter what your situation is, you always have us to back you up."
Midoriya was feeling completely unsettled on whether or not he should tell. He then recalls back to when he was begging All Might to tell him about his new recent condition and how he promised him he would support him.
So this what he usually feels whenever he's in a situation like this, He gulped down by the thought.
Everyone was staring at him, waiting for the answer. It would be wrong to not trust his friends after how much they've done for him. But what would All Might say if he finds out he told them about what he's currently going through?
"Sorry," Aizawa voice was heard soon after the door open and he walked into the classroom looking at his phone before stuffing it into his pocket, "I was interrupted by a recent call."
They watched him take a seat, somehow not saying anything else. When he did sit down, he just remained silent. He grew frustrated and quickly face palmed.
"Dammit, why do these things happen?" he muttered.
The classroom were frozen in their position awkwardly and glance at one another.
"Um, Mr. Aizawa," Kirishima spoke up, "aren't you going to lecture us today?"
Aizawa sighed, but after a moment of pause, he stood back up from his seat and finally looked at his students.
"Forgive me class," he spoke, "but this lecture might have to wait a bit. There's an announcement I need to give out. All Might was sent back to the clinic. He was reported with bad abominable pains and bleedings."
The teenagers' eyes widened in shock. Even Bakugou's eyebrows raised, now sticking his eyes to his homeroom teacher. The only one who didn't look shock was Midoriya, who had his face nearly hidden and fearing for the update.
"Oh no!" Ochako covered her mouth for moment, "Is he going to be okay?!"
"All Might symptoms were pretty serious. But after the doctor managed to remove something that was causing it, they quickly gone away. He's currently recovering and should be back up on his feet in about few days.
"However, that doesn't mean that he is completely out of the woods. This is why I wanted to tell all of you this. For now, until we know for certain that it's cleared out, I want you all to keep an eye on All Might when you see him. He's going to probably get mad at us for this, but we get mad at him when he reports his symptoms at the last minute. If you notice something unusual about him, please contact Recovery Girl whenever you get the chance."
"I'm still not convinced if it's right to spy on him like that," Tsuyu frowned.
"You don't need to stare at him the whole time he's present," Aizawa replied, "I just need you to glance at him for a little while until you know for certain that he's good. If he makes any unusual sounds, then you need to see what's wrong with him. I know this is very unnecessary to ask you on checking after our school staff. But we will not let him just ignore his early symptoms like this. And because of that, he put his life into danger today.
"Yes sir," everybody said with still the tones of uncertainty, but didn't want to question him in fear that it would upset him.
He turned to see the freckled face kid, who was paying attention to him since he said the final result of his childhood hero's condition.
He blinked in surprise.
"Stick with me after class. I need to take you somewhere."
"Oh, yes sir."
Bakugou took a glance at his childhood friend when he heard this, but then turned away in the process.
"Then let's continue our last lesson of the day. If you can open your 'Become a Hero for Newbies' on page 94...."
"So where are you taking me to," the fanboy asked as him and his homeroom teacher were walking past the hallway.
"I'm taking you to All Might."
"Really?! I can see him?!"
"He kept on asking Recovery Girl and his doctor that he wanted you to visit. He was saying something about how he didn't want to break his promise on you."
He must be talking about All Might promisng me that he will let me visit him when his treatment is done.
"But," Aizawa pointed out, "I don't want you to go freaking out when you see him. He's still exhausted from the pain, and he can get slight headaches whenever he hears something loud. So take it easy."
"Don't worry sir," the kid dipped his head, "I will."
"Good quick response," Aizawa praised without even looking at him or change his expression, "your sometimes good about it."
"Oh," he seemed somewhat flattered by his response, "thank you."
"Right, just don't expect that this mean I'm going to go easier on you."
Well it was obvious enough for him to say that, but that doesn't mean that because of his strictness, it doesn't mean that I do not feel respect towards him. I wonder if he's aware that we all feel this way towards him.
But after pondering for few minutes, he noticed how awkwardly silent it became between the two of them. It doesn't look like they're even close to the nurse's office. So the only thing the student could do was start up a conversation with him. And already thought of one topic that stuck with him.
"Hey Mr. Aizawa," he started, "is it really true that All Might is going to be alright?"
"Well you can't expect me to be a god," Aizawa answered, "but he should be alright."
He turned to look at him,
"Why would I lie to you?"
"Well I guess you're.....wait. I do remember you lied to us once during our first training class. That time when you said one of us will get expelled but you were instead actually-"
Izuku's eyes shot wide open, and turn to see Aizawa still staring at him.
"I-I'm...t-that doesn't mean that we don't trust you, we actually do! It was only just that one day and not that it was rude-w-what I'm trying to say is you have a different way at teaching students and very impressed and thankful and...and...."
He gulped in fear and immediately stopped with Aizawa noticing this and stopping as well, but still gave the same expression. Midoriya braced himself to snap at him at any moment. Aizawa stood there for a short while. Then he made a soft smirk.
"You know," he looked out with a sense of pride, "that trick was great while it lasted. I won't get tired of having to repeat that every year. But I understand. You and the students may seem unsettled with my presence. But it's good that you were honest to tell me."
"But that's not exactly true," the boy said, "you are also as good as a teacher as All Might! You both may be different, but no matter how you teach us, we know that you have your own viewpoint on helping us succeed. That is what also makes us appreciate you!"
Aizawa froze. He turned to Izuku still showing a soft smirk.
"And that's why you and your classmates are completely different from my previous ones."
The sentence hit him directly to his chest. So much so that he quivered and welled up into emotional tears.
"And stop crying," Aizawa went back to his neutral expression.
"Oh," Midoriya realized this and quickly wiped away his tears, "sorry, sir!"
"Come on," the black hair guy said, "we can't keep stopping every few minutes."
And so, they kept on walking. The walk lasted for about five minutes. But eventually, they saw the sign to the nurse's office. Outside waiting was an elderly man wearing a yellow and white super suit while holding a cane. Midoriya immediately noticed who it was.
"Huh? Gran Torino?"
"Ah," the elder man turn to notice him and gave a smile, "Toshinori!"
"I already told you sir," Midoriya stopped in front of him, "It's Izuku."
"Oh you and teenagers," he patted the boy's legs, "always trying to make a man feel old."
As he was chuckling, Midoriya's sweat traveled down the side of his forehead.
He's teasing me again, is he.....?
"It's good to see you again Gran Torino," Aizawa came up to greet.
"Ah," Torino turned his heard to the tired looking teacher, "why if it isn't Eraserhead. How have your life as a teacher been going?"
"It's doing fine. But it would easier if All Might started acting smart for once. I can't protect the students and a teacher at the same time."
All Might's mentor sighed,
"I know exactly what your saying. That nut can still act reckless even after retiring. Makes me wonder when the kid is ever going to start learning."
Midoriya kept on glancing at them uncomfortably.
This is getting even more awkward by the moment. This not even an appropriate time for this.
"Hey Gran Torino," the elder man turned when the student called him, "is there any update on All Might? How is he feeling?"
"All Might's body is luckily still stabled," Torino told him," the doctor is double checking to make sure he'll remain healthy and he'll then leave. It turns out he's not going to have surgery after all."
"Wait," Midoriya's eye went wide in shock, "All Might was gonna have surgery?!"
"Keep it down," Aizawa scolded, which made Midoriya quickly apologize.
"Hmm," Torino's eyes slightly narrowed, "so he never told you."
"No, he didn't. But I don't know why he didn't tell me. What did he need surgery for?"
"The doctor believed he has a tumor on his intestines."
"Hey," Aizawa hissed, "what did I say about the shouting?"
"Sorry Sorry," he quickly glanced at him again guilty.
"Yet somehow, All Might's body managed to eject it. Turns out, it wasn't a tumor."
"It wasn't?" Midoriya froze standing now completely confused.
"Then what was it?"
Gran Torino grew silent for a moment, looking uncertain how to explain it. But just before Midoriya could ask him again, the door to the nurse's office swung open. A doctor with a light blue shirt and white coat came out carrying the diagnosis papers.
"Update?" Torino asked.
"He should be good for now," the doctor said, "so it won't be necessary to take him to the hospital. What he needs to do now is stay in bed and process everything on what happened."
"Um," Midoriya took a step towards him, "doctor?"
The doctor turned his head to him,
"And who must this be?"
The freckled kid blinked shyly,
"I-Im Izuku Midoriya."
He blinked in surprise,
"Izuku Midoriya? That's right!" he made a huge smile and knelt down close to him, "you're the kid Mr. Yagi has been talking about lately. It's nice to finally meet you!"
"But wait," Izuku eyebrow raised in confusion, "Mr. Yagi? Are you talking about All Might?"
"Yes!" he quickly nodded and quickly cleared his throat.
"Sorry, I should made my greeting more appropriate. My name Doctor Seiichi. I've known All Might for about 6 years. I'm usually the person who checks and treats his wound, or atleast any health condition that could relate to his injury."
"So," Midoriya tilted his head, "does that mean you're responsible for treating his wound shortly after he got it?"
"Correct," the doctor said, "I was called to immediately treat a severe injury of the number one hero. I am also responsible for treating him after his battle in Kamino Ward."
"Wow," the student looked impressed, "so you're responsible for treating every single one of his injuries?"
"Not exactly," he admitted, "my only job for him is to check on his health related to the injury and help his recovery on any other serious injuries he receives."
"Oh. That can explain why I haven't met you until now."
"Well I'm really glad I did. My whole time seeing him when he walks into my office for a check-up, he would usually be a quiet guy. I don't think he was ever too comfortable with mentioning his condition. I actually felt hopeless, despite knowing that I was doing everything I could to help. But when I saw him after Kamino Ward, he wouldn't stop talking about you."
Izuku's breath stiffened in awe.
"He was half conscious when he was rushed into the hospital. But the moment I came in to start treating him, he kept mumbling, 'Young Midoriya. That boy was reckless again as always. When I see him again, I am going to punch the living crap out of him. Then I am going to embrace him and do so for as long as I like'. The poor guy had such a major blood loss, it caused him spurt out such things. But when he completely regained conscious, I asked him who 'Young Midoriya' is and he told me so much about you. He would look so happy whenever he mentions you."
The green hair teenager was completely speechless.
"I don't know how you did it," he gave a warm smile, "but he's no longer the patient I use to know. That's how I know how special you are to him and that is why I always wanted to meet you."
His green iris grew huge and he looked at the ground with a soft emotional smile.
"Oh yes," the doctor realized, "speaking of that, All Might wants to see you. He's inside with his friend."
"That's right," Midoriya snapped out of his emotions, "I wanted to ask before you introduced yourself. What was this thing that came out of All Might?"
The doctor frowned uncomfortably.
"I'm afraid you won't believe me if I told you this. Besides, All Might decided that he would be the one to tell you. So you may as well talk to him about it before he decides to knock out for today."
"Okay," he made a quick bow, "thank you so much for everything, doctor."
"My pleasure," he dipped his head smiling again.
Midoriya turned and headed to the door before turning the doorknob. As soon as he opened it, he saw All Might sitting up from his bed with Naomasa Tsukauchi sitting beside him, whom both quickly turned their heads to see him.
Just like everybody said, his mentor looked exhausted. His skin was somewhat pale and and the bangs under his shadowed eyes darkened, but he still had strength left in his weak body. The moment he saw his sucessor, his eyes lit up.
"All Might!" He tried not to be too loud and quickly shut the door behind him. He then ran besides his bed.
"Are you ok?" his voice choked a bit.
"I'm fine," the teacher softly scruffed his head, "don't worry. Were you able to focus on school."
"Not really. I was mostly thinking about you."
Toshinori frowned as well.
"I had a feeling," he looked down guiltily, "I'm so sorry...
"No!" Midoriya leaned more towards him, "Don't apologize! You didn't know this was gonna happen!"
"I knew it was going happen. I just wasn't cautious enough to actually see it."
Room fell silence, causing Naomasa to realize uncomfortably how serious this topic was getting.
"I'll leave you two to talk alone," the young detective sat up, "I'll let you know if we discover something more about it."
It? Midoriya gazed in confusion, what "it" is he talking about?
But he didn't say anything else and left the room, closing the door shut. It was only the two of them now.
"Midoriya my boy," he turned back to All Might while his eyes were still hidden, "there's something I need to discuss with you about."
"I wanna discuss something too," the teenager's eyebrows slightly narrowed, "why didn't you tell me you were gonna have surgery? Why wouldn't you tell me that you could possibly have a tumor?"
"I was going to," he admitted, "I was planning on telling you while were sitting underneath the tree. I didn't want to say it at first, worried that it would you only loose attention towards your surroundings, only to be revealed that it was nothing serious the whole time. But when Recovery Girl confirmed in a text message that the surgery was going to happen tomorrow, I knew I couldn't keep it hidden from you anymore."
"Then...if it wasn't a tumor, what was it?"
All Might's mouth tensed, but he managed to relax it a bit.
"A 'host'. Or atleast how I saw it....a fetus."
The news felt like a massive wave that hit within his chest, causing his breath to become shallow. He wasn't sure if what he just said was even true. And yet he knew that he would never play a joke on him.
"A what?" he whispered with his voice slightly quivering.
"A fetus. Possibly just passed the stage of an embryo. 2 months, maybe almost 3 months, the doctor believed."
"2 to 3 months? But that's impossible. If it's caused by the creature that attacked you in the cave, then that means it should be two or three weeks old!"
"They believe the fetus to be a host. Meaning it's not human, but an offspring of a parasite. So the gestation must be completely different, faster than an average human pregnancy. Naomasa thinks it could lead to finding out who attacked me by using its DNA. Then they will track the attacker down more easily."
Midorya was left completely speechless.
"Not that the 'host' actually matters. It was already lifeless when I pushed it out of my body. The second I did so, the whole room went completely silent. I kept on asking them what was wrong, but the doctor, the paramedics, even Recovery Girl didn't say anything for about 10 minutes, maybe more."
All Might let his hand grip unto his hospital grown.
"When they told me, there was suddenly strong urge to see the fetus. I asked them to let me see it before they carry it away. They place it on my hand. It was the size of the palm of my hand.
"It's color was unnaturally dark purple, but it had the shape of a human."
His body slightly quivered,
"And even though I was aware that it was a 'dangerous host', I felt remorse for it. I kept on thinking to myself, 'how do we know if it was actually dangerous? What if it really was harmless?"
His hand then covered his face.
"Just...God," his voice started to choke up, "all this time since I saw it....why am I sad over something that I never even knew? What is going on with me?!"
"All Might," Midoriya looked at him and grabbed his shoulder, "Are you ok?"
The quivering stopped with his mind snapping out of it, leaving him to uncover his face.
"All Might?" the kid frowned even more, "youre..."
He then suddenly realize his eyes was wet with tears. Where did these tears come from?
"Oh sorry," he wiped the small tear droplets away, "I don't know how that happened. Maybe I spoke too far."
"It's fine my boy," he scruffed the boy's hair again, "I just-"
His words abruptly, his throat tightening again. It wasn't long after that tears came out of his eyes and he kept on wiping them away.
"Dammit..." He muttered and let out sob.
Although his student couldn't really understand the cause of this, it still broke his heart seeing him like this. All Might was usually the person that barely cries. So far, since he met him, he has only seen him cry twice. So it is why seeing him cry always left a piercing feeling in his heart, because his well being on managing his feelings wasn't strong enough to go through an event this powerful.
He was hesitant about it, but he was finally able to reach both arms out and wrap them around the scrawny man's body, making him slightly surprise in between his sobbing.
"It's ok," he rest his head on his teacher's shoulder, "there's nothing wrong with crying, even if the cause of it doesn't makes sense. The way how you saw the host as a fetus just shows what an amazing person you really are. That's why your my favorite hero."
All Might sniffled and made a soft short chuckle,
"You don't need to do this."
But Midoriya didn't say anything else, but hugged him even tighter. The predecessor slowly let his arms wrap around him too and he felt another wave of emotion hit him again, which made him continue to sob.
"It's fine," he murmured and nestled against his neck, "just let it out."
They remained there, the boy rubbing his back in comfort, with the sun beginning to set.