Bakugou pulled Pinkie up onto the last boulder, they had made it. " shit it's 2:45."

"So?" Tape elbows asked miming shoving pikachu off the side of the mountain.

" we where suppose to be up here a fucking hour ago." Bakugou muttered, " I'm getting slower."

"Bakugou your dieing..." Kirishima started.

"That's not an excuse, I shouldn't have slown you down." Bakugou growled, setting his back pack down, " I put food in your guys packs." Bakugou unwrapped him have squished sand which. He thought about chucking it off the cliff, but the squad looked ready to call in a helicopter to life flight him if he so much as squinted at the sun too hard. Fuck this shit, he didn't need them babying him. He'd screwed up, he wouldn't again.

"Bakugou?" Pikachu asked after awhile.

"Dunce face."

"How long do you have?", Kirishima asked.

"Fuck if I known, Kills in three months, been on that shitty medication for one." Bakugou glared daggers at pikachu before sighing, " I'll be fine. Some shitty flowers arn't going to do shit to me."

Kirishima looked worried and Bakugou could feel a flower petal at the very back of his throat twitch. Mina seemed doubtful. It was unlike Bakugou to not know exactly what was going on with his body at all times.

She was going to call bullshit, Bakugou could tell by her expression when he heard the most annoying noise on the face of the planet. "Kacchan!" Twice in one day. What where the fucking odds. " Kacchan! I really need to talk to you!" He had something clutched in his hand.

Bakugou stood up, " what the fuck could you possibly need Deku."

Deku glanced nearvously at Kirishima and the squad. " uhh... I found something that I uhh think might belong to you...?" He held up his closed fist.

Bakugou put out his hand expectant. Only to have 9 peony petals set in his hand. " Fuck that shit." Bakugou cursed, closing his fist and destroying them With a small explosion,as the rest of the DekuSquad made there way out of the tree line. Followed closely by Aizawa. " good we can head the fuck down this punny mountain." Bakugou barely acknowledge the group pushing by, toward the trail leading down the mountain. He did not want to deal with anyone else right now. Aizawa gave him a sleepy nod of approval and Deku pull him aside saying something that Bakugou could feel make Aizawa more alert.

*~*

"What do you mean it might not work?" Bakugou asked, snatching the new bottle of medication from Recovery girl.

"Where you stopped taking it , it just might not be as effective, plus your body isn't in good condition I supspect the previous batch had some adverse side effects didn't it?" Recovery girl asked, pulling up something on her computer screen. " It's unfortunate but if this doesn't work, you'll need to get surgery immediately, you only have about a month to decide, this medicine could take a week to kick in if it works. if this doesn't work, than you'll have two weeks or less before the surgery won't be an option."

"The medication will work fine." Bakugou muttered determined, looking through the clear plastic at the rose stamped pills.

"Young Bakugou, have you alerted your parents to the situation?" All might asked from the doorway.

"The old hag knows that I'm sick."

"Bakugou this is a serious matter, you need to alert your parents about this."

"Fucking whatever." Bakugou said, pushing past him. But as soon as he got to the dorms he pulled his phone.

Ring...

Ring...

Ring...

" what do you want brat?" The old hags voice rang on the other side as her face appeared on screen

"It's nothing." Bakugou thought about just hanging up.

"Bakugou Katsuki, don't you fucking dare lie to me."

," I'm just a little more sick than I fucking thought I guess."

" how much sicker? Do we need to go get your ass?" The hag asked.

"No, I wouldn't fucking call you the school would... I just- I need some fucking advice"

"What are you? And what the hell have you done with my asshole son?" She asked glaring at the phone.

"Shut it hag. This is serious."

She glared rolling her eyes, " what's up brat?"

"It's getting worse. The flowers." He growled, avoiding eye contact. He really hated it but All might was right. He couldn't just not tell them. They knew he was sick, he just need to tell them how sick he was. How close he was getting to just not being around anymore.He didn't want to die. He wanted to stay alive and become a pro hero. He wanted to see Kiri become a pro hero. He wanted to wake up every morning to Kiris bright ass smile and his red hair and those stupid crocs that were still in the corner of his room room. God fucking dammit this shit wasn't fair.

Bakugou could feel a small tug in his chest and he took a stuffed breath in, "ma... I might need the surgery " The words half caught in his throat, " It's these damn flowers. The medication got messed up and I'm worse than I was and- but I don't want to die, but I can't forget him either. I'm so sick but I- I don't want to die." It was like a damn had broken. He'd been dieing for almost two months and this was the first time he had even cried, his head was pounding and he hated the look his mother was giving him and it just hurt. Every thing hurt so much. " I'm fucking dieing and I don't know what to do ma. I don't know! I'm..." Bakugou searched for the word. It had been so long scene he had felt like this, " Mom I'm scared."

She looked like her world had just been set on fire, she aged 30 years in a minute as she watched him through the screen. It had been so long since he cried. She couldn't remember the last time he'd called her ma. He was terrified. She knew the way he tilted his head when he had a head ache. She knew by how he squinted he was holding back a complete melt down, and how he clenched one of his hands close to his waist that he was worried he was going to explode. She knew this like how a mother knows the difference between a food cry and a lonely cry. This was a cry she'd almost forgotten. And it broke her heart.It was the cry no mother ever wanted to hear, a mixture of pain and fear, guilt and longing and just plain being sick of everything rolled into one. She could also see he was about to pull back, he was about to resort to the one thing he knew always worked, being angry. "What's going on?" Bakugou father asked looking over her shoulder and nearly freezing in shock at the sight of his son.

Bakugou had started to cough, a harsh hiccuping sound that accompanied crying, but the desperate gasps for breathe was followed but followed by avalanches of flower petals. He coughed again, leaning forward out of frame of the phone and threw up, gagging on the flowers and throwing up again, more and more flower petals. Covered his floor, they pulled free from the delicate stems that had sprouted in his lungs and threatened to take away everything he had worked for. They threatened his whole world and the new feelings he had developed for Kirishima. He couldn't even begin to express how much he hated everything right now as he gagged again and threw up again.

His mom was yelling now, throwing advice about standing up and catching his breathe as his father asked if they should call the school. Bakugou puffed through another round of coughing, this one didn't feel as bad and slowly the pressure released.

Bakugou fell back on his bed gripping the phone in hand he stretched his body trying to get more air. Maybe it would help the splitting head ache that had formed right behind his forehead. "Fucking hell" he whispered, he could hear his parents talking to him in the background. He could just make out his father talking on his own phone, something about checking on him. Like he need any fucking help.

Who the fuck am I kidding... I need all the fucking help I can get, Bakugou thought as the edges of his vision blurred. There was a knock at the door before it was opened anyway. Aizawa stood there looking around with a disappointed look in his eyes.

"I'll get a mop." He sighed closing the door half way.

*~*

Kirishima could hear Bakugous coughing through the wall, he wanted to go to him to offer help. But when he opened his door Aizawa had just waved him away. " go back to your room, he'll be fine."

Did Bakugou not want him around? 

that thought hurt a little somewhere deep in his chest, right next to his heart. \

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Merry fucking Christmas. I bet you thought i wouldn't post anything!

-Rose