Not as planned 2 - Katsuki, Izuku and Eijiro   von Puraido
                                 (A/B/O Verse)
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                        Kapitel 7: Izuku – Feral Frenzy
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The following two weeks were absolutely draining for Izuku. His son was more
than once at death’s door. It was like a curse. Izuku hoped he would make it,
on the one hand; otherwise, his wife died for nothing. But, on the other hand,
he just wished it to be over. The uncertainty was hell. Thus he didn’t even
dare to form a bond with his son, who still hadn’t received a name. What if he
died too?

Inko was worried for her son, but also her grandson. She couldn’t stand the
thought of another death. She had to take care of Kieran and Leony since Izuku
was mainly at the hospital. It was just heartbreaking.

The broken bond hit him like a truck too. The pain washed through his body
whenever it got reminded that Lucia was dead. Shit, he felt terrible. The pain
was sometimes a monotonous tapping, only in his neck, but it could also get so
much worse within minutes. It could make his whole body ache.

He was given a room at the hospital to be near his son in case of an emergency.

To look at the infant was painful. It was a constant reminder of the loss of his
wife. Izuku could only stare at him blankly. There was nothing, no connection to
the little pup in front of him. No awe like he had felt with Leony. This pup
could be some stranger’s pup for all he cared.

 

It was eventually decided that Lucia and her daughter would be cremated. Izuku
wanted to take the ashes back to Japan, to bury her there. He contemplated if he
should bury her on the farm, but he wouldn’t be able to visit her this way.

The paperwork was thankfully taken care of by the Ridgways. He just couldn’t
concentrate on this at the moment.

 

Ian was with him from time to time to calm him down. He knew as well how hard a
broken bond was. He also helped him with his thoughts about the dead pup. Izuku
questioned if he had done the right thing.

“There was nothing you could have done …” He reassured him. “But your
son will survive. You just have to believe in it.”

Izuku shrugged. “I’m not sure if I can. He’s weak …”

The older prime alpha knew that Izuku had let go of his emotions. That he was in
this vast, dark sea that they used to describe the state of the living dead. It
was an unhealthy coping mechanism they used to deal with all the violence and
murder they faced.

It was heartbreaking to see Izuku like that. Even after their experience as
prisoners of war, he had refused to let go of his emotions. Ian had always
admired Izuku for being so strong, for refusing to sink. But everyone had their
breaking point, he assumed. Not that he would judge him. He had shut down his
own emotions long ago.

This state didn’t mean that he could never feel emotions of happiness and joy.
They were all perfectly capable of doing so if they desired. It was more focused
on all the negative emotions. It was an “I don’t give a fuck” attitude. It
was unhealthy and not a good way of dealing with all of this. If Izuku got angry
or irritated enough, he could tend to lash out instead of trying to calm down.
That’s what they usually did. Emotional instability was, unfortunately, a side
effect of this state.

 

The little boy eventually pulled through. He finally gained weight and started
to eat properly. The doctors were relieved about that, and he could leave the
incubator now. They gave him to Izuku.

Nothing … there was absolutely nothing. When he held him for the first time,
he didn’t feel anything, no relief whatsoever. He was now here, holding this
pup in his hands, that was his own, yet he didn’t feel anything.

Nevertheless, he thanked the doctors for their excellent work. That was polite,
wasn’t it? He needed to play-pretend. He couldn’t let them know that he had
absolutely no idea what to do with the pup in his arms. The boy was sleeping.

Izuku went back to the room he was staying in. Tomorrow he would be able to
leave. His son was released from the hospital. He still didn’t have a name,
and the nurse suggested that he get one before leaving the hospital; otherwise,
the paperwork would be even more. The prime alpha told her he would think about
one.

 

His mother, Kieran, Leony, Ian, and Kairi were in his room. He still felt numb
when he handed the boy to Inko. The alpha sat down on the bed. “He needs a
name …” He mumbled.

“Did you not think of one while you were here?” Inko asked. She was so
concerned. Of course, she was relieved that her grandson survived and would be
able to come home with them soon, but she was so worried for Izuku.

“No … Just give him one. I don’t care …” he looked down to the ground.
Kieran was next to him, cuddling closer. Leony walked over too. She mewled when
she sensed the distress in her father.

He lifted her up and cradled her. “Can we name him Lucian?” Kieran asked.
“As a tribute to mother …”

“Sure,” Izuku had this pang in his heart, “then his name is Lucian from
now on.”

Kieran smiled at him. He hugged him one last time before he went over to Inko to
hold his little brother in his arms.

 

It was the start of February when Izuku returned to the farm. The kids would
stay with Inko at her home. He wanted to be alone for some time. He needed to
say goodbye to the life he had here for years. Ian drove him up to the farm, but
he stayed in the car. He knew that Izuku needed his space.

The prime alpha looked into the barn; he walked towards the sheep who huddled
close together. Biting down on his lip, he sat in the midst of them. They came
closer to him, probably sensing that something wasn’t right. “Shit … just
why?” he questioned. He wanted to cry but couldn’t. He felt unable to; this
frustrated him so much. The sheep bleated at him, from time to time, as if they
tried to answer his question. But, of course, he didn’t understand them.

After half an hour in the barn, he left to return to his house. He remembered
all the work he put in it to repair and enlarge it. His heart stung so much when
he thought of Lucia dancing around in the kitchen. How happy she had been.

She would always lighten his mood. But now she was gone, and she had taken the
happiness with her. It felt like everything was gray in the cottage. So blank,
there was no life in it anymore, even though he clearly saw the colorful walls.

He walked over to Leony’s room. He was proud of himself for getting it so
perfect. It was the first time he built a room by himself. But now, they would
leave it behind. It made him sad. He felt sorry for her. Losing her mother at
such a young age ...

Lucia … He was drawn to their bedroom. There was still the nest she had made
before she got hospitalized. But of course, her scent was long gone by now; it
had been weeks after all. Nevertheless, Izuku walked over, and he lay down in
the last remnants she had left him.

He hugged one of the pillows close, and he let himself drown even more.
Everything was so bland. Even more water filled his lungs, but he just let it.
He hoped he would arrive at the ground of this endless black sea to find her
again.

A pulsing rushed through his body. The broken bond hurt more than ever before.
He growled because of the pain and started to scratch at his fading mark.

All the good times with Lucia came back. How they were sitting at the clearing,
how the sunlight reflected on her white hair, how it illuminated her scarred
skin. The warm smile she gave him.

Sometimes they got up on their horses, and they rode over the meadows to the
forest, wind in their hair, their laughter echoing through the air. It was
perfect. They had only time for such activities while Kieran was at school and
before Leony was born.

He could feel her hot mouth on his body. How her lips explored every inch of it,
how she made him feel good. How he could give up all control he had. Yes, he
never needed to be afraid with her. Fucking her and getting fucked by her was
always a very intense sensation. She showed him so much love throughout their
relationship. It made his heart swell.

The scratching got stronger when the pain intensified. He groaned when his
sharpened nails drew blood. He wanted it to stop! He didn’t want to get a bond
scrubbing, no. This would remove Lucia forever from his system.

He wanted to keep her, but the pain would drive him crazy. But what else could
he do? He had to endure it! Shit, he missed her so much. He got pulled up in the
dark water a bit as he tried to struggle back to the surface. The pain was so
much that it gave him pushes upwards. He knew that he shouldn’t let himself
sink so deep. But what would wait on the surface for him?

Only pain. There would be only pain. His brain would be forced to come to terms
with her death. With his daughter’s death. With the fact that only his son
survived. A son he never wanted.

His fingers were bloody in no time as he went ham on his neck. He couldn’t
stop it, the itching got only worse, and he wanted it gone. Shit, he hated it so
much! His teeth were sharpened as well, his eyes glowing. He moved restlessly in
the nest, soiling it with all his blood.

“Oi, stop it!” He snapped at the voice that was coming from the door. Ian
was there, walking closer but still keeping his distance. Izuku turned feral,
and it was quite dangerous.

Izuku snarled and sat up. He saw the other prime alpha. He was near his mate’s
nest! He growled to keep him at bay, ignoring the pounding in the scratched open
neck.

Ian lifted his hands to show he wasn’t a threat. “You’re going to bleed
out if you continue like that. The bond is not going away, even if you scratch
the part of the neck out,” he explained, but it hit deaf ears. Izuku was still
too far gone.

“Get away from my mate’s nest!” He growled; his voice was deep and
beastly. It barely resembled a human. Now his prime alpha was talking.

And this triggered Ian’s prime. He responded with another growl. “I won’t
come in, but you need to stop the scratching. Here, let me heal you!” The
beast distorted his voice, yet he was still in control of himself.

The younger prime bared his teeth; he was rocking back and forth in his crouched
state. One hand was still scratching the itch. The hot, red liquid ran down his
chest and over his back, soaking his clothes.

Ian lifted his right arm to bite down on his wrist with careful movements. He
drew blood and showed it to Izuku. “Come here, have a sip, and you will be
okay.” He hoped to break the feral state. But seemingly, Izuku got even more
aggravated by the smell of blood.

The younger prime snarled and growled. He didn’t recognize Ian in his
aggravated state. All he knew was that an intruder was threatening to destroy
his mate’s nest. Izuku jumped and tackled Ian. “Get out!” Blackwhip shot
out and tried to pierce the enemy. The metallic smell of blood was still in his
nose, and it drove him crazy.

“Woah, careful!” Ian backed away and dodged the tendrils. He made his way
out of the house, trying to spare the cottage of any more damage. “Follow me,
Izuku!” he called out.

It luckily worked, and the feral prime followed him outside. He was dead-set on
hunting the intruder down. Outside of his home, he unleashed more of blackwhip.
He hit Ian in the back with it. With an oomph, the other prime alpha went down
to the ground. He got flung around the courtyard.

“Stop it, Izuku!” Ian growled. He tried to suppress his anger about the
situation. He didn’t want to aggravate the feral prime even more. But he
needed to calm him down somehow.

He got wrapped up in blackwhip even tighter and was smashed to the ground. Some
of his bones broke, but he managed to heal them instantly. Izuku was on top of
him all of a sudden. He punched Ian in the face. “How dare you come into my
den?” Hate filling Izuku’s voice as the feral mind took over.

His eyes glowed yellow, and his teeth were the longest they had ever been.

“Stop it, fucking idiot!” Ian snarled. He pulled his legs closer to his
body, and then he kicked Izuku in the stomach. He got out of the black tendrils,
he jumped back to his feet, ready to defend himself. Izuku wanted a beating, so
it seemed.

The two prime alphas clashed again. Ian tackled Izuku to the ground; they were
covered in snow in no time, not that it mattered to either one of them.

The formerly white powder was covered in blood as they rolled around, as Izuku
tried to get the dominant position again. He didn’t want the other prime to
beat him!

His feral frenzy dragged on. He just couldn’t get out of it, no matter how
hard Ian tried to snap him back. He was lost in the feral state. The grief was
too overwhelming for him.

But eventually, Izuku got back into the top position. He pinned the other prime
down, fixating him with blackwhip. Ian was panting heavily. His body was
scratched from the sharp claws; he hadn’t healed himself, too focused on the
feral prime to do so.

He now stared into the yellow eyes of the person on top of him. He could see the
shift before even Izuku realized it.

The greenette stared down, ready to strike. He even lifted one hand to do …
yeah, what was he about to do? He needed to eliminate the intruder! Images
flashed in front of his eyes.

He flinched heavily when he heard a cackle from somewhere behind him. He
remembered something. The room that was so hot he believed he burned alive. The
static, coming off of this man. The rage he felt, the lust that his rut
triggered, the longing to go deeper into … He groaned when he saw the stiff
naked body under him.

The stench of blood hit his nose, as well as his own arousal. The smell of
amber, saffron, and leather was heavy in the air, the pungent reek of sex
pheromones between them driving him crazy, making him do these nasty things.
Nasty, vile, dirty. The sickening sounds of their sweaty skin slapping together.
Blackwhip swirling around the other’s body, tightening with every movement.

Izuku flinched back, drenched in sweat. He was breathing heavily. He knew the
position they were in …

He jumped back a few meters and landed on his ass. His legs were unable to hold
him. His breathing was ragged and fast as he stared at Ian, who was now sitting
up. Izuku remembered his clenched jaw …

Bile rose in his stomach, and he leaned over to vomit when the acts of rape shot
back into his brain. No … he couldn’t! Coughing, he tried to get up and get
away. He didn’t know where to go, just away!

He was still in a feral mind but clear enough to remember what went down.
“S-Sorry,” he stammered. He didn’t know for what exactly he apologized.

Ian smelled the distress in his friend, he couldn’t read minds, but he assumed
he thought back to their days in the prison camp. If he was honest, their
position had triggered something in him too. But unlike Izuku, he never
suppressed his memories with Veronica’s help, and he had plenty of time to
come to terms with what happened.

“Izuku! Come here …” he tried to lure him in. He let out a soothing rumble
to comfort the upset prime alpha.

“No! Stay away from me! I’m a monster!” He managed to mutter.

The older prime shook his head. “No, you are not. Of course, you are
distressed, but that’s only natural, given everything that happened. Let me
help you!” Ian was concerned because Izuku was still losing blood. The feral
prime was as pale as the snow surrounding them.

Shaking, Izuku tried to get away again. “No, I hurt you … I-I did those
things to you,” he stammered.

“I told you, it’s okay. Stop it! We already cleared that up, do you
remember?” Carefully, Ian approached him and eventually caught up to Izuku. He
knelt next to him, putting a hand on the younger one’s shoulder. “You need
to drink my blood. You lost too much.”

He opened his wrist again with his teeth and held it out for Izuku. Still
distraught the other prime grabbed the hand. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled while
biting down on it. A metallic taste hit his tongue while he sucked on it.

His eyes closed, and he drank. He could feel how his skin healed eventually, and
strength came back, also a sense of clarity. His feral mind slowly found peace
again.

Ian rubbed through the green locks of hair to straighten them. He continued to
rumble to soothe Izuku. Eventually, he was done and broke free.

“Sorry, I’m so sorry, I … it hurts so much, I don’t know what to do,”
Izuku stammered.

“Shsh, it’s okay. Come here,” Ian pulled him into a hug. Izuku let him do
it; he buried his head on Ian’s neck.

“Don’t say it’s okay. It’s not …” Izuku mumbled; he looked up.
“Nothing I did is okay. I’m a terrible person. I was about to kill you.”

“As if you could … But seriously, Izuku, you’re hurting! You just lost
someone significant, and you’re grieving. I don’t blame you.” Ian told
him. He tried to be sensitive with his words.

“You should. Even though I lost someone that doesn’t give me the right to
hurt other people, I hate that everyone tries to excuse my behavior! Just
because you guys can’t actually die doesn’t make it okay! What if that was
someone who could not heal? What if I actually killed someone?”

Ian looked at Izuku. “You’re right. But what do you want me to do? Be mad at
you when I ain’t?” They were still sitting in the snow, surrounded by the
weak courtyard lights. Snow was falling on them, but they didn’t feel the
cold.

“I don’t fucking know; just don’t tell me everything is okay all the
time.” He exhaled, rubbing through his hair.

“All right, I won’t,” Ian said, “Are you clear again?”

“I think so … Shit … This felt so weird. I lost control completely,
didn’t I?” Izuku leaned back into the snow.

“Yeah, you were pretty out of it. But this tends to happen when you lose your
bond. It’s shitty, and I know you don’t want to get a scrubbing, but if you
don’t, you will suffer. Maybe even hallucinate of her.” Ian warned him.

“But I don’t want to lose her completely. If I get a scrubbing, then she
will be gone forever!” Panic was in Izuku’s voice. No, losing her was not an
option. He sat up again to look at Ian.

“I’m sorry, I know it’s hard, but otherwise, you will suffer even more!
Those flashes of feral behavior could become more prominent the longer you keep
it!”

Izuku clenched his teeth, he knew that Ian was right, but he still didn’t want
to admit it. “There has to be a way!” Desperation was in his voice. But then
he stopped. Ian raised his eyebrows when he saw the look on Izuku’s face. As
if he had just solved all the problems in the world.

“What’s wrong?”

“Lucia was still bonded when we mated. She endured a broken bond for so long
…”

“Yeah, because her mind was numbed out because of the trauma,” Ian reminded
him.

“But eventually, it became too much. She was still mated to her husband when
we mated. I overwrote it with my mark! She told me she still felt the connection
to her husband next to mine. But the pain was gone because I filled it up!
Multiple bonds are possible!”

“Yeah, it clearly is. I got two bonds, if you remember.” Ian raised his
eyebrows. What was Izuku getting at?

“I know …” Izuku looked him deep into his eyes. “I want you to mate me,
not a complete bond if you don’t like that, but just so that the pain goes
away!”

“Are you out of your mind?” Ian hissed. He got up and moved a few steps
back. “Izuku! You’re delusional if you think I’ll mate with you!”

Now Izuku jumped up as well. “Please, help me out! It’s the last thing I
will ask of you! You don’t need to pump me full of pheromones, just enough to
mark me and trick my body into thinking everything’s fine. Look, I don’t
even need to mate you back. It’s just so I can keep her a while longer!” He
sounded desperate again and totally crazy too.

“No! Absolutely not! That’s your grieving mind speaking, Izuku! You can’t
seriously want me to mate you! You had this before with Savage, remember? You
know that a forced bond will hurt like hell too!”

“Then let’s do it right! Please, Ian, I just need more time! I don’t want
to keep it forever, but I don’t want to let go of her immediately. If you
could give me just a few more months, then that would be enough!” Izuku
stumbled forward and grabbed Ian by the jacket.

“That’s crazy, Izuku; you’re not making it better that way. Besides, what
am I supposed to tell everyone else?” He furrowed his brows.

“Tell them as it is! I don’t have feelings for you or anything, so our bond
will probably not be that special! I just need your pheromones to cover up the
loss of Lucia’s, at least for a while. So please do me that favor! It’s just
until I can think clearly again! Just give me that time!” His green eyes were
sad; it hurt to look into them.

“Izuku, we’re both prime alphas! This could backfire for you. If we only
mate one way, then you will be the only one suffering!”

“I’m suffering already! It can’t possibly get worse! Yeah, I’ve never
mated with a prime alpha, obviously, but I can take it.” He shook Ian a few
times to get his point across. “Please!”

Ian was highly concerned. Izuku was in no condition to make calculated
decisions. It was possible to temporary mate someone, at least when the person
who did the mating was skilled enough. But in order to do that, they both had to
be in rut.

Mating only worked when both partners were in heat or rut, so the body was more
open to the new pheromones. What Savage did to Izuku ten years ago was forced
mating, when one partner pushed the pheromones into the other without heat or
rut. Most of the time, the body started to reject the mating after some time.

The older prime closed his eyes to think about it. He felt the distress of Izuku
with every fiber of his body. He was in pain, and he’d love to help him. But
he really shouldn’t. This was something that could really backfire, especially
since they were both prime alphas.

Prime alphas, as well as prime omegas, could form incredibly deep bonds. It was
more likely to happen to a prime alpha and prime omega pair, but it could happen
to two prime alphas as well.

This had happened between him and Veronica. A bond, so deep that it still
lingered in the woman even after its breaking. If something went wrong, this
could affect Izuku for the rest of his life.

“Please …” he heard the greenette whisper.

“Fucking hell. Okay, fine. I’ll give you six months! Then my pheromones will
dissipate, and you’re back where you’re at now unless you keep continuing to
temporary mate.” Ian looked at him with a serious expression.

He got pulled into a hug. “Thank you! I owe you big time!” Izuku placed his
head on Ian’s shoulder.

“Yeah, just let us get over it … I’m not thrilled to do that,” he
growled.

“Alright, uhm, I have Lucia’s rut meds in the house.” He grabbed Ian by
the wrist and pulled him back in. The older prime asked himself what he had
gotten himself into. Shit.

 

It took a while for them to enter their ruts. Ian stayed clothed while Izuku was
naked, except his boxer shorts. His clothes were full of blood anyway. Besides,
they didn’t intend to fuck it out; they just wanted to get the mating done.

Ian texted Jay and Hua about this, so they knew what was happening. It
wouldn’t affect him personally, but it was still important to tell them.

They were back in the now stripped bed, Izuku didn’t want Ian in Lucia’s
nest, and since it was ruined anyway, he had to remove it. He was kinda nervous.
While they waited, Izuku talked. He needed to occupy his mind.

“I wonder if I get a good home when I go back to Japan. I have no idea about
the housing market at the moment. I find it difficult to choose from across the
world,” he muttered. “I wonder if Kacchan could hook me up with someone who
knows a place that’s big enough for the kids and me.”

“I’m sure he will,” Ian grimaced a bit by the thought of Katsuki. He had
been mad at him for some time after he called to ask for his blood a couple of
years back. Ian hated being treated as a blood donor for every little injury.
Well, a lost leg was not a minor injury, but it wasn’t as if he could do
anything about it, aside from cutting off his own leg and giving it to him.
“What about the other guy?”

“Eijiro? Huh … I don’t know. Did you know that he’s still in love with
me? I wonder why. I have honestly no idea how to face him.”

The older prime raised his eyebrows when he heard that. “What? He’s in love
with you? You’ve been gone for ten fucking years.”

“Yeah, I know, it’s so strange!” Dizziness took over in Izuku’s brain.
“He even broke things off with Mae because he wants to be with me.”

A gasp escaped Ian’s lips. He furrowed his brows and looked at Izuku.
“Really? It sounds almost like he started to imprint on you.”

“What? Imprinting? But how? We just had sex two times! One time on the
clearing and the other time after Kacchan’s wedding. Would that really be
enough for imprinting? We weren’t even mated.” Now Izuku was confused.

“Yeah, imprinting can happen after various things! You were both very young
when you rut shared. Besides, you’re a prime alpha! Izuku, you tend to forget
that! Prime alphas or omegas have higher chances to cause imprints on normal
alphas and omegas!”

Dumbfounded, Izuku stared at him. “So he’s living for ten years with a
possible imprint on me?” He gazed on the mattress. He thought about his last
sexual encounter with Eijiro. “When we had sex after Kacchan’s wedding, he
wanted raw sex and to get bloated by me …”

Ian grimaced. “Yikes, you definitely need to get this checked out. If he’s
really imprinted on you, he will go crazy if you don’t give him attention. I
mean, you saw what happened with Veronica. Well, okay, Eijiro is not a prime, so
the bond might not be so strong, but breaking it will be a bitch.”

“Shit, why do I have to ruin my friends like that … first, I cause trouble
for Kacchan during school because of our dynamics, and then I manage to get
Eijiro imprinted on me?”

“Hey, that’s not your fault! Neither you nor Katsuki knew about prime alpha
and prime omega attractions, and you also didn’t know about the imprinting
shit. So, heads up!” He sighed. “Anyway, I think you’re enough in rut by
now.”

Izuku was still sad, but Ian was also correct. He didn’t know it better back
then. He lay back on the mattress. “Then let’s go, please, claim me.”

Heavily sighing, Ian got up and on top of Izuku. His fangs sharpened and got
longer as well. He grabbed Izuku’s head and turned it to the side to free the
neck. Then, he snapped forward and dug his teeth into Izuku’s neck.

The younger prime gasped when Ian pumped him full of pheromones. His arms
grabbed onto Ian’s broad statue. He groaned when the teeth bit deeper.

Ian had to concentrate to not put too much of the pheromones into the other.

Izuku felt like he was floating again. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the
feeling of being claimed. The new pheromones washed through his body,
extinguishing the fires that Lucia’s death had caused.

He sighed in relief and pressed his body subconsciously against Ian’s.
Eventually, the pressure of the teeth stopped as the older pulled away. Ian
retracted his fangs and sat back at the end of the bed. “How are you
feeling?”

“Better, definitely better,” Izuku mumbled. He rubbed over the spot; his
fingers got wet from the blood. He sat up too, still a bit dizzy from the rut.
He stared at the mattress. “It’s over … she’s really dead …”

“Yes, I’m sorry,” Ian mumbled. “You should try to sleep to recover.
I’ll stay with you.” Freshly mated people needed to stay together for some
time so the mark could really settle into their bodies. That was another reason
why forced mating was so painful.

“All right …” Izuku lay back down, and Ian threw a blanket over him. He
still had doubts if this had been the right decision, but now it was too late.
It would only be temporary.

 

They came back to Inko’s house the next day. The omega was highly confused
when she saw that Izuku was mated again. “W-What’s going on?” She had
never really heard of temporary mating.

“Oh, this is just for the time being. I didn’t want to lose Lucia’s mark
but couldn’t stay mated to her. So that’s why he temporarily mated me,”
Izuku explained. “It’s just for about six months.”

“Ah, I think I understand,” Inko still looked a bit irritated.

Kairi scoffed a little when she saw it, but she got it at least. “Izuku,
Lucia’s, and the baby’s cremation will be tomorrow.” She told him.

“Ah, I see. Then I should get everything ready to leave the country …
again.” He sighed.

“Yeah, probably.” She nodded.

It indeed felt strange. Izuku was still numb; under the dark surface. He
hadn’t reemerged at all, but he was a bit closer again, not as deep in as
before. He had to function for his kids, after all.

He would need to contact Kacchan to get maybe a temporary place to stay. So much
to organize even though he just wanted to do nothing … But perhaps distraction
was good. Yes, it surely was good! But, he had to get to work now!

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