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Usually missions went one of two ways. One: they both get out easily with what they came for. Or two: it ends with Mes screaming, "Are you fucking stupid?! Move your ass faster!"
It was one of the second type missions tonight. Mes was currently sprinting away from the massive fight that broke out yelling at Fūga to follow him, "Do you have a death wish? Fucking run!"
Fūga rolls his eyes with a grin, "You know I do, dear Mes. We can help here-"
The boy ahead groans and stops his full sprint, "No we can't. Stop trying to play hero. Not tonight."
"Mes!" Fūga reaches out to his friend but the other pulls away sharply, "I want to help them. This is my purpose."
Fūga watches his partner grow more and more agitated. That wasn't unusual in their pairing. A lot of the time Fūga would get carried away with things which ended with Mes on damage control. Usually Fūga was more sympathetic with that fact but Mes wasn't budging and he just wanted to know why .
"I understand that. I really fucking do, but you cannot do this today. Not today. You will be fucking killed if you join that! Do you not understand that? Are you that fucking suicidal?"
Fūga says nothing in return. "Answer me! Tell me you know you can't go in there without being killed."
Fūga takes a breath, "I'm going to go help. You can join me, or you can go back to the warehouse. I won't make that choice for you. So please don't make it for me."
Mes drops his arms, "You know what? Fine. It's your funeral. Don't expect me to show up."
Fūga watches him storm away silently. He stays frozen only for a moment longer before sprinting back the way towards the mess of quirks flying. "Hey Eraser! Got caught up in this too?" Fūga smiles, coming in to kick a villain to the side.
The hero barely glances over, "What are you doing in a fight like this? I thought your partner kept you on a tight leash."
"Yeah well he's kind of being a dick tonight. Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, ya know?" Fūga pulls his knives from his belt.
Eraser growls at the sight of them but knows better than to pull them away in the middle of a fight. "What's the deal here anyways? A fight like this doesn't just happen on its own." Fūga asks loudly.
"Gang fight. I've been following them both closely but I missed this rift between them, obviously." Eraser yells back while sending a tall woman flying through a building window.
"It was you who's been following us!" A villain roars before charging towards Eraser, "Dick!"
All the man does is activate his quirk and the villain stumbles right into the capture weapon waiting for him.
Apparently the villain wasn't calling Eraser a dick. Though Fūga is sure he wanted to. No, he was calling for Dick. Fūga is tackled from behind before he can stop the action from sending him tumbling to the ground. The weight is crushing him into the pavement and he lifts his head to try and buck the man off of him only for it to be punched right back into the pavement. He gasps when his face bounces back up, blood dripping into his eyes.
"Dick, leave him be. It wasn't him!" It's the same villain who had called for this man originally.
Dick growls and pulls Fūga's head back up fully, "Next time be more damn specific!"
Fūga feels his head being slammed down again and he closes his eyes to brace himself but the pavement never comes. "Get off of him."
Mesmore .
The pressure on his back moves and hands flip him over. Mes reaches out and carefully puts his hands under his chin and examines his face. "You're so fucking stupid."
Fūga grins then grimaces, "You're the one who came back here."
"Izu!" Mes hisses under his breath, "Now is not the time! We're getting out of here-"
Izuku knew a lot about Mes' quirk. It was a complex thing that had an easy break. To break control of his quirk all the victim had to have happen was a bump on the shoulder. In a fight like this, it was inevitable that it would happen. The villain was angry, as expected, he reacted as he knew how. To use his quirk, to explode . Izuku felt the pressure grow before it popped and fire erupted in the street.
Izuku tumbled to the ground and covered his head as the rumble fell on top of him. The dust and ash thickens the air. That's not good for the lungs. Izuku coughs heavily as he slowly pushes himself onto his elbows. There's screams all around him but it all feels muffled to his ears. He reaches up shakily and touches his ear. His fingers drag even more red across his face. "'Toshi… 'Toshi!"
He stands on unsteady feet and stumbles back to where the brunt of the explosion happened. He only got a few steps closer before arms pulled him off the ground and spun him away, "Kid, you gotta sit down." Eraserhead.
"No! I need to find him!" Izuku pushes against the arms holding him in place, "He was right there. He wasn't even supposed to be here. Let me go find him!"
There's silence. Not full silence, a high pitched ringing. The arms spin him around again to face Eraser. The man puts hands on the sides of his head and tilts it back and forth to see his ears. "Can you hear me?" It's still muffled.
Izuku nods quickly, "I can fucking hear you. Let me go find him!"
"They have him. They found him." Something about the hero's face says differently.
Izuku closes to ignore the doubt flooding his chest, "Where? I need to find him."
"Kid. Kid! Look at me." Izuku slowly turns to look at him, "He's gone. He hit his head too hard. I'm sorry."
No.
"No. Let me find him. He-he has to be fine." Izuku pulls against the hero's arms again, searching frantically for Hitoshi.
His eyes finally catch a flash of purple and he bolts. He doesn't know how he got out of the hero's grip, but he's suddenly falling to his friends side as the heroes step back. Hitoshi's eyes were shut and Eraser wasn't wrong about him hitting his head. There was blood, so much blood. "Oh god." Izuku sobs, "Please don't do this. 'Tosh?"
"Is that Fūga? Somebody arrest him!"
Eraser must have ran over because he tells the other hero to shove off, "Kid? You gotta step back."
Izuku pushes him away, "No! I can't just leave him!"
Eraserhead's question wasn't a question. The man grabs him from behind again and pulls him away. The other heroes move forward again. Izuku kicks at Eraser, "Stay away from him!"
There's a gasp and one of the heroes around Hitoshi bolts up, "I've got a pulse! It's faint but it's there! I need medical support now!"
Izuku pulls even harder. Eraser leans in to speak in his ear, "Kid, you know if you go with him to the hospital neither of you are getting out free, right?"
"I don't care!" Izuku yells, "Let me go to him!"
Eraser seemed to be satisfied with that answer because his arms drop away and Izuku runs forward again. He grabs Hitoshi's hand gently and holds it tightly.
He's okay if he'll be arrested, just as long as Hitoshi is alright.