4 Shock & Panic

A Villain is attacking the ambulance Izuku is in?

Katsuki broke into a run. They'd better not have fucking attacked Izuku's only hope at survival, fucking Villains!

He felt the rage bubble and explode, enveloping him. He wasn't seeing red, like how other's had described it, but instead his concentration and focus was narrowing on the single thought of Izuku's safety.

How the fuck was he supposed to catch up?

Katsuki ground his teeth in anger and pushed himself to run faster. Adrenaline was overflowing. He was running faster than he'd ever before.

Soon, he spotted debris and a couple of wrecked cars that were still smoking. The blonde teen slowed down his pace slightly, desperately scanning the wrecked cars. Katsuki exhaled a sigh of relief. He didn't spot any white vehicles resembling the ambulance within the scene of carnage. There were a few people who sported minor injuries helping each other away from the area.

Katsuki felt his heart squeeze in worry. While he was slightly relieved that the Villain evidently hadn't attacked the ambulance, he knew that Izuku wasn't out of danger just yet.

He prayed harder that nothing happened to Izuku. Hopefully, the ambulance was already far from here and hadn't been affected by the Villain.

Katsuki spotted a non-existent shop window, glass fragments were littered on the ground. That must have been what he heard explode earlier, along with the screams.

The ground shook suddenly, making him wobble and fight to steady himself.

"Have no fear! For I AM HERE!"

His thoughts jolted to a stop. All Might is here?

Katsuki shook himself out of it. Now was not the time to fanboy over All Might, no matter how much Izuku might want an autograph.

He grit his teeth and continued running in the direction of the hospital. He spotted All Might battling it out with a disgusting blob of green slime. It wobbled all over and was reaching out for All Might, trying to envelop him. All Might punched it and it exploded into smithereens, before abruptly reforming itself and running away.

Katsuki ran past them with determination, trying to keep out of their way.

All Might roared and dashed forward, his white teeth blinding.

The Villain dodged nimbly, fleeing down the street with All Might hot on his heels.

Katsuki subconsciously registered everything in the back of his mind, but took no heed of them and ran harder towards the hospital, leaving behind the Villain and All Might, ignoring the two of them as best he could.

All Might would be able to handle it.

Behind him, Katsuki didn't realize the Villain had tried for him as he ran past, but had to dodge at the last second as All Might tried to punch him again as he caught up. Not having a hostage, the slime wobbled slightly in annoyance and dashed for the sewers, successfully evading All Might, leading to a city-wide chase of the Villain.

The worry for Izuku was almost crushing for Katsuki. He wasn't used to feeling these emotions. Katsuki was accustomed to rage, pride and glee, but not these. They felt heavy and dense. He felt like he couldn't breathe from the vast amounts of stress and worry he was under emotionally and mentally. He felt very unbalanced

He felt useless, pathetic and worthless. He could only worry senselessly, but he couldn't help Izuku at all.

The shiny, silver metallic building that was the hospital arrived in his sight before he could feel too breathless. He didn't know how long he had been running, but the sight of the hospital allowed him to reassure himself that Izuku would surely have gotten help in time.

He hadn't seen the ambulance crashed anywhere on the road that he had been running on, and that was the quickest road towards the hospital.

He burst through the hospital doors, startling several patients and nurses.

The receptionist glared at him. Her look softened slightly as she caught sight of his face. It was pale and pinched in worry. He was also covered in sweat, his bangs sticking to his forehead.

"Don't run in the hospital next time! You never know what might happen if you accidentally crash into someone."

"Okay," agreed Katsuki, heart clenching. What would have happened if someone like Izuku was being rushed through and he crashed into them due to his running?

"Please tell me where my friend is. His name is Midoriya Izuku. He was rushed here earlier due to excessive amounts of blood loss."

Katsuki didn't even have to work at being polite. He was so desperate for some answers that everything was coming out naturally.

"Ah… that boy," she said, shooting Katsuki a sympathetic look. She'd seen him rushed in earlier for a blood transfusion. He'd looked inches away from death's embrace. How traumatising must it be the one stopping his friend from committing suicide. She'd spotted the blood splatters on his clothes.

"Room 11 Ward 41, Section A. Midoriya Izuku. He's in his own room on possible suicide watch."

"Thank you," breathed out Katsuki, finally allowing himself a moment of relief that Izuku had received medical help in time. He walked at a brisk pace whilst keeping an eye out for his surroundings.

"Section A, Room 11 Ward 41…" he muttered to himself.

Katsuki hesitated in front of the door. His heart was pounding in his chest. It felt like his heart was trying to escape his body with how hard it was beating. He wanted to go in, but his feet were rooted to the spot. It felt like he had been anchored down.

His hands hovered over the door handle. His hands were clammy and unresponsive. He wiped the sweat that had gathered on his pants. He wouldn't even harbour the faintest chance of his emotions getting the better of him and causing an explosion where Izuku was in the vicinity.

A janitor with his cart pushed past him, clattering noisily. Katsuki startled out of his stupor. His hands unintentionally gripped down on the door handle.

He hesitated again, before gathering the strength to slide the door aside, stepping in and sliding the door close again.

His eyes hungrily drank in the sight of Izuku.

Inside, Izuku lay on pristine white sheets. He looked so fragile laying there. Katsuki felt like he would simply drift away while he wasn't looking. His face was still pale, but at least had a hint of color in his face, unlike before. Izuku's wrist had never looked this thin to him before. It looked delicate and fragile on the pale white sheets, with a needle inserted into it that was attached to the blood bag.

Katsuki's eyes lingered on the white bandages decorating Izuku's wrists. Beneath them lay the wounds that he wished Izuku didn't have to bear.

The door to the room slid open with a slight whoosh. Katsuki turned back to look at the intruder to the room. It was a doctor. He looked tired. His face held a reassuring smile that was well-practiced, but his eyes betrayed him, showing how weary he looked.

The doctor gestured for Katsuki to step outside. Katsuki struggled with himself before stepping out and sliding the door close.

"As Midoriya Izuku no longer has any living relations, I can only tell this to you, Bakugou-san. Midoriya-san passed out from massive blood loss. At the point he was attended to by the paramedics, he's lost more than half of his total volume of blood. His brain was oxygen deprived for one minute, but we managed to get him a transfusion before it could be any worse. Bakugou-san, Midoriya-san is very lucky that you managed to stop more blood from being lost, and he owes you his life."

The doctor paused in his explanation, before continuing in a softer voice. "I know this will be hard to hear, but we don't know if he will ever wake up, but there is a chance he will."

Katsuki felt his nose sour and held back his tears for the umpteenth time that day, taking a deep breath and thanked the doctor with a heavy heart. He stepped back into Izuku's room.

Please wake up, Izuku.

Katsuki collapsed in the chair next to the bed. He lightly touched Izuku's hand to reassure himself that he wasn't dreaming, that Izuku was still alive. He was still breathing.

The teen pressed his hands together in a praying pose, praying hard that Izuku would come back to him. His knuckles were white from how much strength he was using.

Katsuki pressed closed eyes to his hands, eyes scrunched shut. His heart and nose felt sour. His eyes were stinging. They were just watering, that's all. He wouldn't allow himself to cry if Izuku didn't wake up. Katsuki sucked in a couple of breaths to keep the waterworks at bay.

What have I done?

What have I done?

I fucking did this to you.

Please , Izuku.

I promise I'll be a better friend.

I don't know if I love you, but we can work on that.

Please come back, Izuku.