(Some Manga Spoilers!)

(Side Note: In case there is any interest, "Hold On" by Chord Overstreet, "Chasing Cars" by Snow Patrol and "Paper Houses" by Niall Horan where my inspiration for this chapter. I recommend listening to one of them as you read or after, up to you! I apologize in advance for any pain this may cause, things will be revealed in this chapter! If you like this chapter, please leave a vote, a comment, or both! I really do appreciate you all for reading this far!)

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An agonizing scream could be heard all around the arena, desperate and full of tormenting pain. Tears flowed down his face when he saw his, his brother be the cause of the flickering light of his lover slowly beginning to die down. And all while he was smirking at him, as though he accomplished his goal in breaking him, which in fact he did. Touya Todoroki won.

He officially broke his little brother.

Shouto's heart was trying to pound out of his ribcage, for how scared he was that he was too late. He promised her. He promised, she would never go back there, but he didn't mean it like this. He should have never separated from her. He was reluctant at first, but Katsuki and Izuku were with her, so why? Why, was she alone, covered in her own blood? Fighting by herself. Fighting the people, they were supposed to protect her from.

His brain couldn't wrap around the cold hard truth, she was tortured, and was alone through it all. He'd been looking for his brother for such a long time, and now he appears out of nowhere to literally rip away the only person who has brought joy into his life these past couple of months.

His morning light...

He couldn't help but to feel like a failure, and Shouto didn't realize he was the one screaming in pain as he caught her when she fell over. Cradling her carefully in his arms. Treating her like he would a flower, hopping she wouldn't wilt away. Trying to make up somehow for not being there. Fighting side by side with her, like he should have. His hands trembled when he noticed the grave situation, she was in. Her suit was cut all over, some slashes deeper than others. If only he could lessen the physical pain, he knew she was in. There was so, so much blood, and he was trying not to panic, noticing how her breathing was sporadic.

"Y/n." His voice trembled. "P-please, pleas-se hold on." He sobbed when she gave him a sad smile. "Don't... don't you dare say something meaningful right now." Biting his trembling lip, he held back another cry. "Just, please, please hold on for me."

Wanting to touch him she reached over, with a trembling hand. She didn't mean to stain his left scarred cheek with her blood. All she wanted more than anything in the world was to feel the warmth she loves. "You're probably sick of hearing me repeat myself... But I love your eyes Shouto... Please don't be sad." It was barely above a whisper, but he heard her. "They're just like the ocean..." coughing up blood, she whispered. "Different shades of the o-ocean... such beautiful eyes you have my prince." She closed her eyes, tears streaming down the corners.

"Stop..." he shook his head, refusing to let her go. Refusing to let her speak that way because he will not accept it.

It sounded like she was saying goodbye and he hated that. She was never supposed to say goodbye to him. Not ever. Not if she wasn't going to come back. Hiccupping, he covered her wound with his right hand. Using his quirk to ice where the blood kept pouring from. Attempting to close the wound, making her hiss from the temperature change.

"F-fuck Sho, that's too c-cold. I'm c-cold, I want your warmth." Y/n whimpered.

"No." He shook his head defiantly, the only time he wouldn't want to give her whatever she wanted. Because he knew time was not on their side and he will do anything right now to keep her alive. Holding her tightly to his body he whispered. "Please don't leave me. W-we haven't had enough time, there's so much more we need to do. So much, you haven't seen. Please, I promise..." His voice quaked. "I promise you; I will take you everywhere and anywhere you want. I promise you can try all the food in the world." He breathily laughed with a pained expression; eyebrows furrowed when she quickly nodded. "Just, please don't give up on me. I-I need y-you."

Tears flowed freely from the corner of her eyes. She was in so much pain. However, that's not what tugged at her heartstrings. It was his pain. The pain which vibrated through their connection. It felt like she was burning on the inside, even though she was shivering from the cold. As though Shouto somehow was also begging through their connection for her to not leave him.

And she was trying, she really was. However, every passing second, her lids kept getting heavier and heavier. She kept wishing for the black smudges on the corners of her vision to go away. Kept wishing for his sake she would make it, because damn, she hated to hurt him this way. She never wanted them to experience pain in losing someone like she's have.

A soft spoken, "I'll try." Was the only thing she had the strength to mutter.

Rushing footsteps came all around them, he couldn't hear anything that came out of the people surrounding them. He refused to let her go. Refused to let anyone come near his light. The light which was slowly flickering out. Darkness trying to take her away from him. God's, he wanted to keep her warm, but his hero training was kicking in. The ice would only work for a limited amount of time. He was trying his hardest to focus, to keep her here. But he was panicking, he couldn't think of anything else other than to sob and kiss her face. Whispering sweet words into her ear as he rocked her back and forth, begging her to stay awake.

Promising her the world, only if she stayed.

How could people deal with losing someone? He was hyperventilating, his vision blurry from the tears he lost control of, when he saw her fall. His chest. Fuck, his chest hurt so much, he felt like he couldn't breathe.

"This isn't happening..." Shouto whispered over and over. Panicking, when the grip she had on his collar began to loosen, because she no longer had the strength to hold on.

Shouto startled, felt a grip on his shoulder. He held Y/n closer to his body, ready to kill anyone who hurt her anymore.

His mismatched ocean eyes, met with emerald forest eyes that reflected the same pain. A part of them all was slowly dying, and they had to move fast, or they would never be the same again. She's only been with them for a little while. However, in that time she's been able to slither into their hearts and claim a permanent position.

"Shouto, let them take her." Izuku pleaded while holding on to his chest. Biting his bottom lip to hold back the sobs he knew were trying to escape him.

Feeling his own pain, Shouto's pain and Katsuki's pain all in one aching connection, was too much to handle. He didn't know how Y/n dealt with this. He even felt their connection flicker in and out, probably because Y/n was slowly slipping away. He felt like he was dying and there was nothing he could do. He didn't have a healing quirk. He wasn't a medic. He didn't know anything other than how to take a punch for someone and keep them away from harm. All he could do was hand her off to the people who could save her, but it had to be done now.

However, Shouto wasn't letting anyone near them.

Shouto whimpered, shaking his head vigorously. Refusing to stay away from her, even for a second. He wouldn't let her go. He was afraid he would never see her again.

"She's going to die, Shouto please give her to me." Izuku's voice was hoarse, trying to push past the paranoia of losing her.

Shouto gripped her tighter, she'd become so quiet, he hadn't even noticed it yet. "I'm so scared... it hurts... Izuku... It h-hurts..." He sobbed. "W-why? ... I-I don't want to lose her."

It wasn't his fault for not thinking clearly, this was the first time Shouto held someone close to him who was at deaths door. The rational part of him disappeared when he saw her slowly dying. It's as though slowly, he was losing his mind from all of this.

Katsuki gently grabbed the back of Shouto's nape, turning his head and making him touch Katsuki's forehead with his own. Vermillion eyes meeting with a mismatched of grey and cerulean blue.

"Brother, please listen to us. If you don't let go, she will die... Shouto trust your brothers. We know it hurts... Augh! Fuck!" Katsuki whimpered in pain. His voice breaking while fighting back tears "... I know it makes no sense, but please, let her go." His vermillion eyes shone with tears, his sclera's burning red from the constant tears that would not stop, even though he was trying his hardest. His voice cracking and pleading at Shouto for all their sake.

The pain in his chest trying to engulf him into despair, just like it had Shouto trapped.

With how much sorrow and pain Shouto was in, he didn't even realize Katsuki and Izuku reached him and protected him and Y/n from everyone else. Izuku and Katsuki were able to feel all Shouto's emotions while he was lost in them. Everyone else didn't understand how hard it was for him to let her go. They didn't understand why even though letting her go would save her, he felt like if he did, someone else would cause harm.

Connecting to the three of them, Y/n whispered. "Shouto, it's okay... you know you can trust them. Please listen my prince..."

She couldn't talk anymore, it was too hard to move her lips, they felt so heavy. Her body felt heavy, and she was starting to feel cold all over, not just on her wound. She knew Shouto closed the wound with his ice to give them more time, but damn did she wish someone could heat her up.

Sleep was trying to take her under, but for Shouto.

For Katsuki.

For Izuku.

For her family and friends, she'll try to hold on to the thread that was close to snapping.

Shouto nodding, bit his bottom lip to stop another sob from coming out. "I'm so sorry..." he whispered, apologizing for something that was out of his control, that was not his fault. Softly kissing her closed eyelids, he reluctantly let her go into the arms of his best friend.

Izuku in a flash disappeared with her.

Katsuki, hurting just as much brought Shouto into an embrace to ground him somehow. Growling at anyone who attempted to take his brother away. Holding on to each other as they prayed this wouldn't be the last time, they saw her. Just this morning, Katsuki heard her melodic laugh. He couldn't understand why any of this was happening. He was in so much pain and shock, he didn't know how to control his emotions. Then again, it's not like he could control all three of them anyways. He'd felt the fourth connection, who was probably Y/n's, feel with so much worry for them.

Knowing there was nothing she could do to ease them somehow.

When he felt their connection go numb while he was looking for her, he couldn't help but panic. How long? How long, had she suffered without any back-up? How long did she keep pushing to not be taken?

When, he saw Y/n fall over after Touya took out that damned knife from her stomach and smirked in their direction, as though it was a joke to him. He felt a piece of his soul quake in anger and agonizing pain. She was right in front of him, and he couldn't reach her in time.

However, there was still a sliver of hope. They were so lucky principal Nezu implemented the intruder alarm and had the police and ambulance on immediate standby as well. When those alarms sounded, they were already on their way. When Y/n was losing blood, and fast, they were already running into the building, quickly assessing the situation, and finding them all right away.

However, the paramedics couldn't get to her, because Shouto was so scared to let anyone come close. He wasn't thinking straight, and like a wounded animal protecting what's his, he became feral when people attempted to take her. Freezing anyone who tried to come near and using his fire to create a wall between them. Though subconsciously, the only people he let come close was Katsuki and Izuku. And it's not like they were any better either. The only reason why they could think somewhat clearly was because Y/n reached out to them through their telepathic connection.

Shouto was too far gone in despair, to be reached.

Shouto sobbed as the thought of never seeing her again kept replaying in his mind, the pain was tormenting him. The only time he's experience someone close to him at deaths door, was Endeavor during his first year. He was still little when Touya supposedly died, so he didn't understand then. Now, he was losing a piece of him, and he didn't know how to cope with it.

He held onto Katsuki for dear life. Hoping, she would be okay. That tomorrow morning, she'll be waiting for him and making him laugh like he's done so freely since getting close with her. Walking with her, just wasting time with her and existing with each other. Forgetting their troubles and the world around them. Eating her ridiculous spicy food, that she somehow made delicious which he couldn't stop eating, even though it burned him. Waiting to see if they would repeat the same words when they saw each other, because they did it so often when being in the same room. Learning some Spanish words with her because he loved it when he heard her use it.

She sounded so lovely.

She was his lovely light.

His love...

"I'm in love with her..." Shouto hiccupped. Spilling the truth, he's been holding onto for a while now. "A-and I haven't told her. Why? Why, didn't I tell her sooner. Why didn't I appreciate h-her more? Why, would he do this to me? My, m-my own brother..." Crying he whispered, "This is all my fault, she's going to die because of me... If I would have stayed away from her, Touya would have never done this!"

Katsuki pet Shouto's hair, just like Y/n did. It always did calm him. "You will tell her, you hear me? She won't give up. She's our little fighter... I know she'll fight to the very end. And she needs us to stay strong for her. And this is not your fault Shouto, your brother works with Shigaraki don't forget that. He was going to get her regardless of you being involved with her or not."

Katsuki was at the brink of breaking too, he cursed at the world. He wanted to kill Touya. However, most of all, he blamed himself. If he was only stronger, he could have stopped her when she ran away from them. He could have helped stop whatever is that happened to her. Because he knew, if Y/n really did fight Touya, she would have been covered in burns, not cuts. When he saw her body bleeding in different directions and wounds all over her skin, the fleeting thought of murder crossed his mind.

He wanted to hurt whoever harmed his sweet darling.

Someone else was involved, he just knew it.

Sniffling, and wiping his nose with his forearm, Shouto whispered. "You'll upset her if you keep blaming yourself. Whatever happened, she doesn't blame you either."

Katsuki, with shaking hands nodded solemnly. He had to be strong for them all, he was the only one who could calm Shouto. While Izuku ran to take her to safety, to keep her alive.

"Kids." Shouto and Katsuki turned towards the gruff voice and faced a teary Aizawa.

They hadn't thought how much of a mess Aizawa, Hitoshi and Rosalinda would be from all of this as well. They instantly bowed and apologized to him. Accepting any given punishment, he was ready to lash at them. They were supposed to keep his daughter safe. And they failed him and her. Now Aizawa had to watch his little girl be taken into an ambulance, barely holding on, while all he could do was wait and pray that she would push through.

Everyone in their class, in the whole school, knew how close Aizawa and Y/n are. As though they've been in each other's lives forever. Treating her like his biological daughter, treating her with unconditional love, the h/c haired girl reciprocated.

"Dad?" Hitoshi with a quiver to his voice reached towards Aizawa once he was able to find him. When he saw his sister covered in blood and how close to death she was, he wanted to scream. Scared that he was going to lose the sister he's grown to love and grow with as a person together.

His twin quirked sister.

Embracing Hitoshi in a tight hug, Shota Aizawa whispered. "It's going to be okay son, Y/n won't give up."

Aizawa didn't want any of his kids to blame themselves for the shitty cards they've been dealt with in life. He brought Katsuki and Shouto into his embrace, while still holding on to Hitoshi. Yanking the other two up from the floor and hugging them close to him. They were all still so young. They didn't know yet; how cruel the life of a hero was going to be for them all. They only experienced some of it in their first year, and they were lucky their enemies had been dormant for this long.

However, it seemed that wouldn't be the case anymore.

Still though, he was thankful they did not get harmed too. As a teacher he had to push past the pain, past his fatherly instincts of wanting more than anything to run to his little girl. Besides, he saw all his students as his children, so he would stay here with them and help them navigate through the suffering they were all experiencing.

"It's not your fault. Don't you dare think it was Bakugou, you are strong. So strong kid. You did good coming to me first. Todoroki, you, being in her life, is not the cause of this. She's going to make it, no doubt about it. She's a fighter, and she has you three to think about. She has her family to think about. Hitoshi she won't leave us so easily. She hates to see any of us in pain, and she knows how we'll feel. Let's hold on for her, alright?"

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With trembling hands, Izuku watched them take her away. He kept his fingers on her neck, constantly checking her pulse which kept decreasing by the minute. He wanted to tell her, how much he loves her. How much she meant to him, but the words wouldn't escape his lips. He was scared if he did say them, it would be a goodbye, and he didn't want that. He wanted to tell her when they were alone, and when the world wasn't ending. Because to him it felt that way, it felt as though his world stopped spinning and was caving in. Even though everyone around him were moving around as quickly as they could to bring her back from the brink of death.

Paramedics working quick to bring her into the ambulance and closing the door as they sped off to the hospital. Doing everything in their power to keep her alive. Officers investigating how again the league of villains, now paranormal liberation front, was able to get into USJ again.

"Midoriya?" A quiet soothing voice called out to him.

However, he wasn't present. He was dying on the inside, replaying memories of him and Y/n. And though they haven't known each other that long, there were so many. They were stuck together like glue, and now he had to watch the paramedics take his heart away to try and save her.

He felt arms bring him into a warm embrace, as he sobbed.