~Daijoubu~

It was Friday morning and classes were in full swing. Aizawa had woken up after thirty minutes and went back to his dorms while Izuku continued to sleep till a certain ash blond dragged him out of bed around 5:30.

The boys had finished their preparations for tomorrow earlier that morning and were ready to fight. They both had a bit of an emotional conversation which happened to boost their mentality making both of them better understand each other to put it one way. After all that has happened in this short amount of time and how they dealt with it; they were ready to fight whatever the world would throw at them.

Aizawa on the other hand was not having so much a good day. The whole staff was all over him about how he was acting yesterday and tried to pressure him into talking until Hizashi showed up so they pretended to be having a warmhearted chat. His students were being louder than normal, his head was aching, and he only had two naps by the time it was lunch. Every time he fell asleep he had a nightmare worst than the last.

So now here we are with a drained Aizawa trying to finish his work while he felt like crying. Despite common belief Aizawa is capable of crying and does so rather often but if no one sees it never happened. His bowl of ramen noddle soup was there untouched while his stomach was furiously fighting him to take a bite. He had already took a few spoonfuls but that didn't end well. Mic had said if he couldn't eat by Wednesday he would have to go to a hospital. That started one heck of a fight.

Shota was panicking. The funniest part is that no one noticed. On the exterior he was looked as calm and collected as always. The only giveaway was how he hesitantly and slowly typed at the keyboard which went completely out of range to the staff's knowledge. He let out a low growl of frustration causing a few to turn their heads towards him but none really lingered except for Mic who walked over to him.

"You okay?" He whispered.

"No." Shota tiredly admitted as he turned to face his husband.

"What's wrong love?" Mic softly asked as he laid a hand on the other's shoulder.

"I'm fucking exhausted, can't even have a 30 fucking minute nap without having a damn nightmare and I'm fucking hungry but nothing will fucking stay in my fucking stomach. My head hurts plus the others keep bothering me. I don't know what to do." Shota explained.

Hizashi gave him a worried look before hugging him. Shota quickly melted into the embrace. He held Yamada firmly as he buried his face into the other's shoulder while Hizashi's hand was placed softly on his head.

The others not knowing what really happened let out squeals at the supposed heartfelt moment. "Awww, that's adorable!" many said. But the two lovers didn't feel like responding so stayed silent till the bell rung a few moments later.

"I'll come check on you during your class okay?" Mic asked as he pulled away.

"Yeah. Thanks Mic." Shota said with the smallest curve on his lips representing a grateful smile.

"No problem Sho." Hizashi said as walked out of the room following the rest.

Aizawa quickly got his stuff and walked towards his class not without dropping the left overs of his food. He went in and boy there was an amazing greeting.

Katsuki was yelling at Uraraka, Kiri trying to hold him back while Asui did the same for the girl. Iida was trying to get them to stop by YELLING at them. Great. Todoroki was on the floor crying for God knows what reasons. Momo was at her desk covering her ears clearly was trying to sleep before all this happened. The rest were divided, some were whispering among themselves others trying to break apart the fight. But Izuku and Hitoshi were no where to be found.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP" Aizawa yelled with all he had in him managing to overpower the kid's voices and alerting all nearby classes who immediately stormed out staring at him in front of the door. From the angles at which they stood everyone could see what was going on inside except the kids were quiet though you could still make out the situation.

"Mr Aizawa-" Ochaco began but was cut off.

"Do I need to repeat myself?" Aizawa responded anger flowing through him, "It is exactly 3 minutes after lunch ended and I come here to find this mess. You are the class who has dealt with so many villainous things responsibly to a certain extent but you can't even be trusted alone with each other? Never before had I seen a class so bonded and in sync then I walk in to find this. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED AND WHERE THE FUCK ARE SHINSO AND MIDORIYA."

The class looked down apologetically as Katsuki stepped towards Shota.

"Pink cheeks was talking shit 'bout Deku, I started yelling at her, Momo woke up, I triggered a few explosions, Shitty hair held me, she was about to hit me, Asui held her back, I made Hypno take Deku away to keep him calm cause he was starting to panic, Iida tried to break us up, Todoroki started crying, and by then everyone was talking." Bakugo explained.

Aizawa groaned.

"You two are each going to write me a detailed explanation  so I can decide your punishment. What is for sure you both have a week of detention, give or take depending on the given circumstances."

He mentally cursed as his vision blurred momentarily.

"Start working on the next lesson. I'm going to find Midoriya and Shinso." Shota said before shutting the door and walking away.

Aizawa walked towards the janitor's closet still trying not to cry as his headache worsened and stomach was eating him from the inside. He should have slept more last night instead of getting only one full hour. Hell he should sleep more in general but it's not that easy with his mind haunting him so much.

Looking inside he finds no one and walks towards his office. He unlocks the door to find Hitoshi sitting on the couch with Izuku leaning on him. The boy looked like he had cried the life out of himself! What the hell did Uraraka say?

"Toshi?" Aizawa called making both boys look towards him.

"Sorry we'll come back to class right now and-" Midoriya began but  was cut off by Aizawa.

"You're not in trouble. Just come to class, you have a test soon."

They both nodded and followed Aizawa towards the classroom. Luckily this time everyone was doing what they were supposed to allowing Shota to sit and think. Well he ended up staring at his students for 20 minutes but same thing.

What actually made him snap back to reality was Mina's hand going up for quite a while before she called him. "Sensei," she said softly. Only then did he notice her and the worried stares he was getting.

"Yes Mina?" He answered.

"Are you okay? You've been staring at us for a while and normally you'd be asleep by now." She said.

"I'm fine Mina." Well what else did she expect.

"Aizawa-sensei you look like you could drop dead any minute. How on earth is that described as fine."

Ok who said that? Izuku Midoriya, he did. Well no one else had the guts to do it! So he just got it over with so now the room was dead quiet. Damn

"Do I really look that bad?" Shota finally asked after a moment's thought. It was so low they almost missed it. Almost.

"Sensei he put it nicely." Shinso admitted.

"Oh."

Oh? Yeah that's all he said. He didn't deny it like he did at first and he didn't tell them it was none of their concern like he normally would. Now the kids were terrified. If the nicest teacher in your school suddenly stopped smiling for a loooong time you would be scared to death right? If your best friend who's always sleeping in class stayed awake the whole time wouldn't you be confused? If your bully was nice to you wouldn't you feel like one of your most traumatic experiences was published to the world? So we can all get were they're coming from.

Meanwhile Midoriya was trying to actually piece together what was happening to his father. He was worried. The normally well collected man looked like he could break apart at any moment. It was kinda scary the way his sensei seemed he could fall at any moment just not to sleep as he usually did but to collapse and never get up. Izuku searched throughout his memories to find what could have happened.

Last night Aizawa did look rather shaken. Maybe the dark had just covered the remaining features disallowing anyone from seeing how bad he looked? But there was no way to turn like this overnight. Maybe yesterday- wait a minute.

Last night he said he had a nightmare! If it was bad enough to get him to walk throughout the dorms it could be what's keeping him awake! And if it's a reoccurring one he might see it every time he goes to sleep or just a different one with equal threat. That would explain why his earlier naps lasted 30 minutes each instead of an hour. I also heard Midnight-Sensei talking to Mic-Sensei on how Aizawa it was a miracle didn't sleep during lunch.

You know that saying 'it hit me like a bucket of cold water' make that a bucket of worry cause since when does Aizawa sleep amount to less than 3 full hours by 1:30p.m? Well shit, Nezu is trying to take over a world which is currently ending.

Trying to calm himself, he thought back to the time they spent in Aizawa's office just chatting about some of Eraser's missions, school work, and things to expect from the hero course but he didn't get much of that since his class had dealt with 1st 2nd and 3rd year experiences all blended together. Also there was something about Aizawa's class having seen hero work gone wrong though no further explanations were made Izuku had a slight understanding of the situation. Yet that train of thought brought him back to this exact day last week when Aizawa confronted him.

"When I was younger I used to hurt myself because I couldn't handle the bullying and abuse from my parents."

He remembered when Shota told him that. Not Aizawa his stern teacher nor Eraserhead the hero who risked himself for his class. It was Shota who said it. And here comes the next wave of realization. Abuse. Shota Aizawa was abused. Which means he was surely traumatized. Which often leads to nightmares.

Oh. Oh...............Fuck.

Okay Izuku's not judging. It may sound like that but Izuku isn't the kind of person to judge and even if he was his situation woul- bullying. Yeah fuck this I need more oxygen. O2 sounds like a good idea right now. So Izuku Midoriya got up and walked towards the door and guess who's alive.

"Midoriya where are you going?" That gruff voice never gets old now does it.

"Sorry Sensei I was deep in thought so I kinda forgot where I was and felt like I needed air so I was gonna go get some." He answered.

"Be back in 5 minutes."

"Thank you Sensei." He said and on instinct he pulled he empathetic smile he'd use when Todoroki was sad or if Tsu wasn't getting enough sleep. The same one he shows Kacchan every time the blond guilt trips himself. The one he showed Eri oh so many times. And the one which currently has Aizawa wondering if the kid knows what was wrong. Which of course was a yes but he doesn't have to know that.

And with that Izuku left the room. And as he was walking away from the classroom he realized yet another problem. Aizawa's eating habits. He remembered how little he saw Shota eating that first day at his house and how every time they would talk at lunch the man would barley touch his food.

And he says I'M a problem child!

Izuku sighed heavily. God he feels like a father, not his though. He had a lot on his plate yet he didn't even have the appetite to eat half. Every night he had to give Tsu her tea, make sure Todo's not having a panic attack or nightmare, then he has to check if Kami, Iida and Momo aren't studying to death.

Cause that wasn't enough and life hates him there's more. He was the one who always made sure Sero wouldn't kill himself with those drugs; it's not an easy task tho. As weird as it sounds he had to make sure Satou wasn't eating too much healthy food 'cause it damaged his quirk. Luckily it was a daytime job; unluckily he had to be there when they served food.

Well apart from that obvious pain there are other things related to the rest that he had to help with. Including Uraraka's eating habits which made him feel hypocritical when he forced food down her throat as if he were a father to an angry toddler but growing up with Katsuki had it's perks. They did this in the privacy of her dorm so it was fine.

They ended up figuring out foods she liked best and Izuku would buy different flavors that she'd try out. He still made her eat at least 1 meal a day but it worked well enough. Maybe he should try that with Aizawa; as long as the man complies it should work. Getting him to agree willingly will be impossible so he'll have to make it subtle.

As that last thought ran through his head he walked back inside the classroom. Looking around, he saw a bunch of faces hiding the true stories behind their laughs and smiles. But even though each one hid it's own story there were a few in particular who stood out. One of which was Shota Aizawa's. He knew it would be a while before he could understand Shota fully but for now he was gonna use what he knew to try and help cause that's what Izuku Midoriya was best at. Helping others, though he can't say the same about himself.

I wonder if any of the staff are worried about Sensei or if they even noticed.

Well 10 minutes later, as if to answer his question, Mic burst into the class and.............. hugged sensei? They were also talking about something Midoriya couldn't quiet catch but whatever. It's not like an entire fandom wanted to know or anything.

Time skip

After they had arrived to the dorms later that day he rushed around helping here and there at every chance he got. It was a precaution to keep the others from getting any more suspicious than they already were cause he had somewhere to be.

No he was not going back to that hellhole. No he was not going to spend time with his newfound family. No he was not going to the cafe with Kacchan or Toshi. He needed time to himself and not the bubbly kind.

8:30 p.m, Izuku Midoriya was standing in the shadows of a dark alley. A large bottle stood by his feet as he huffed the smoke in and out of his lungs. He was lucky to have such a high tolerance to alcohol. He didn't do this often not even regularly despite how organized he was. It was more of an 'I can't do this anymore'. Then he'd be back on his feet like nothing happened.

He was safe now so why? Why did he still feel like shit? Why did the urge to kill himself only rise? Why does he feel like it's all gonna happen again. He sighed throwing away the remnants of his cigar and disposing of the bottle.

As he walked out he wondered what Aizawa would think if he saw what Izuku had just done. Would he be disjointedness? Would he be mad? Would he leave Izuku? Would he hurt him?

That's enough questions for one night. UA's an hour away from here so I should get going if I wanna be there by 9:45.

It was currently 10 p.m as Izuku stood on the roof of the dorm building looking up to the sky painted with star dust. Aizawa said they'd be staying at UA this weekend because of a few unexpected causes. He knew it was because of his mother. He also knew she fled three days ago yet Nezu had not realized that and still hasn't.He knew it was pointless to try and find her as they tried with his father for a while.

He stood there looking up searching the sky as though he wanted to find all the answers to his problems with in it. Izuku wondered if it was really necessary. The abuse, bullying, harassment, and the words who stabbed him in the heart. It hurt but at the same time it soothing.

When you feel pain it hurts. When you live with pain you constantly need to feel it or else you'll think that something much bigger is coming and you will react to any supposed threat as if they were trying to murder you. It feels like the calm before the storm and when the sky starts to cloud you prepare for a hurricane that will never happen. The extra adrenaline starts to burn out then any little gust of wind make it spike up again cause you see it as a tornado approaching from beyond where you can see. So you prepare and nothing happens once more then you're stuck in this endless cycle.

"I guess that's why I'm always so alert" A voice which was not his own said.

"You have to stop doing that." Midoriya said.

"Sorry kid."

"It's alright."

The man walked closer to the edge and sat down making Izuku realize how long he had been standing for as he took a seat. Now they were both sitting one next to the other thinking back to before today began. To before even the past 7 days began. The silence was comforting but as if there's something missing.

"You never answered the question Sensei." Izuku stated.

"Which one?" Aizawa asked unsure to what the boy was referring to.

"Are you okay?"

Shota wasn't quiet sure as to whether or not he was okay so what should he say?

"Daijoubu" It came out on instinct.

"Yeah, I guess you're right."