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The door opened, and the old tall man’s eyebrows met in confusion.
“How can I help you?”
The cop on the door asked with a smile:
“Good afternoon Mr. Izawa, I just have few questions regarding the passing of the former hero-“
He looked down at his notes and read the name:
“Great Explosion Murder God Dynamite.. Bakugo Katsuki.”
Mr. Izawa just snorted before opening the door and letting him in:
“You could’ve just said his name, come in.”
After sitting down the cop explained:
“Lately, after Allmight passed away, we found a box with seven letters, those letters most of the weren’t signed, but your name was on a couple of them, and they contain some information that we didn’t acquire when the former hero died, so.. I’m here because the police are opening the investigation once more.”
When he finished his words he expected a reaction from the other man sitting across the table, but he didn’t get one, Izawa just took a sip from his cup and said as if it’s the most normal thing to happen:
“Oh, I was wondering where those went.”
He sighed, relaxed leaned back and asked:
“So, what do you want to know?”
The cop was still dumbfounded by his reaction, but still gathered himself fast and placed a recorder on the table:
“I will be recording this as well as taking notes, please tell me what happened and what resulted in Bakugo Katsuki’s death.”
“Oh, yes, I was the one following his condition.”
The old hero said, starting to collect his past memories about those days..
“Bakugo got married to His partner Midoriya just few months before we had an emergency mission, we had to dispatch a big number of our best heroes to handle the situation, it was a tough battle, in which resulted in injuring a lot of us, but majorly it was Bakugo who took the most damage by acting as a bait.”
He sipped some more tea before continuing the sad story:
“He fell into a coma caused by a hard hit on the head, with a lot of injuries, burns and cuts and stabs, Of course, all of them were treatable, but he stayed in the coma for a long time, then one day there was seizures.. and they went on for few days, his heart even stopped once, which made his husband very upset, but he had to leave the hospital for his work, and after almost two weeks, Bakugo’s condition finally became stable, but Midoriya couldn’t sit and wait while he sees those who almost killed his partner free all and about.”
A sigh came out, recalling how hard it was to maintain his sanity through all of what happened.
“Deku, as you might have read, went on by himself and made a full plan, then took a leave of absence, so his actions won’t affect the agency as much, and went to fight them.”
And while saying his last part, a ghost of a sad smile danced on his lips..
“It’s true that he won, and got revenge, but for what? He died in the end.”
Then a heavy silence fell on the place before the former teacher spoke again:
“When Bakugo woke up, he by some weird miracle had his memories intact, but after few days, when he heard about the death of his husband, he lost it.
Couldn’t accept it, and threw a fit, screamed his lunges out, then fell unconscious, and when he came about again, he seemed like he was in a better mental state, but oh how wrong we were, he just was walking a bit by bit towards insanity, apparently his head was affected by the accident and caused an early dementia, which got mixed with his emotions, so we had to put him under monitoring.”
Finally the cop was able to talk and asked:
“So he was monitored for almost 8 years??”
Izawa nodded and answered:
“Yes, his brain kept going back in time, until he thought that he’s in high school again, of course, there was times when he had a moments of clarity, but he would grief his husbands death in such times, until he eventually died.”
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After the cop left, Izawa closed the door, leaned on the door and sighed, a few words fell out from his mouth..
“Even after years and years, your departure is still as heavy as it was.. take care of us, young boys.”
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“KACHAAN!! You’re here!!”
“……Babe? Baby? Is that you really?”
The green haired boy jumped on him, laughing with joy, hugging him tightly..
“I missed you; you know??”
“Oh dear gods, I missed you more, I missed you more..”
“let’s go, Kachan, to our home..”
The blond nodded, and started walking towards the light.. towards their new home..