Hello I'm sorry to say I won't be posting as often due to online schooling (it's shit Ik) so I hope you can stay with this story even tho there will be less updates :)

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{third POV~at UA}
After the villain attack on the training camp, class 1A and B had returned to the dorms out of precaution.

Some were injured but not severely, the most hurt simply had a couple bandages and that was nothing compared to what Izuku went through; and everyone knew that.

After the kidnapping they had realised Bakugou and Tokoyami were simply a distraction so they could reach the green bean easier. That's why they felt the most responsible along with Aizawa who was carrying the most guilt out of all.

Not to mention the pointed glares every student were giving him, Aizawa hated it. He felt absolutely awful, and his students weren't helping at all.

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It was now morning and the black haired pro had just woken up from yet another nightmare about his students. With a sigh he changed into his hero costume and walked into the kitchen, where Bakugou was making breakfast for everyone.

"Good morning everyone" Aizawa greeted his students who were around the table. No response.

Everyone simply ignored him.

The teachers mood darkened even more as he went to go eat a piece of toast; because of course Bakugou had not had not made him anything.

He waited for a minute, staring at his students deflated aura and permanent frown. Taking out the slightly burnt piece of toast leaving the common room.

As soon as he was going to emerge himself in his yellow sleeping bag of depression, he had got a call from a certain animal principal.

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A: hello?

N: good morning Aizawa, I would like to see you in my office please

A: sure, but why?

N: it's something to do with Izuku

A: I'm on my way

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Aizawa knocked on the Satan rat's door and a faint "come in" was heard from inside. Taking a deep breath to mentally prepare himself for the psychotic principle he slowly opened the door.

He immediately saw the CCTV system open if Nezu's computer which confused him a little "hello eraser, please sit" Nezu gestured a paw to the seat opposite him.

Sitting down on the rather comfy seat, Aizawa crossed his arms and looked at the rat expectantly "as you probably know, there was a security breach yesterday" Aizawa hummed in response "take a look" Nezu simply said, spinning around his computer to face the pro.

With a click, he started the video and Aizawa started watching intently.

It clearly showed three people; two being around their teens and the other around early adulthood. Upon closer inspection he saw them to be extremely delirious and wobbly. Quite obviously drunk.

They had climbed atop each other to go over the fence while, the one over messed with the keypad in order to make the system malfunction.

The faces were a little blurry so they were hard to identify. Aizawa then saw them running in and out of the closing and opening gates, suddenly the smallest one fell over and the gate chopped right through his neck; untimely leaving him decapitated.

Aizawa gasped and held back a gag as Nezu zoomed in on the frozen image on the decapitated body.

"Izuku" Aizawa said through clenched teeth. Nezu unpaused the video and showed the last couple seconds of the two running off with his body and head.

Turning the computer off Nezu clapped his paws together, snapping Aizawa out of his shocked state.

"I believe those are two of the league members with Izuku, their names are Toga and Dabi" the black haired teacher began to dig his nails in the palms of his hands "if you couldn't already tell; they must have been intoxicated" Nezu concluded.

"Yes I understand, do we have any idea of where they could be?" Nezu sighed disappointedly "no not yet" Aizawa slightly deflated at the answer, began sinking down in his seat.

"Do you think it's possible for Izuku to regenerate a whole head?" Nezu curiously asked the teacher. Aizawa seemed to think a little; caught of guard by the sudden question "I'm not sure...maybe they put his head back on..."

Nezu thought about the possibility for a moment. It wasn't a bad theory in all honesty; Nezu highly doubted Izuku was able to grow an entirely new head. The principal seemed to get increasingly worried, however he would never show this. He simply his it behind a platonic grinning face.

"Ok... well that's all, I will contact you if we have any leads on his whereabouts" with that Aizawa was dismissed. Slowly making his way back to the dorms; since they had been allowed a day off to mentally recover.

"What a dumbass" Aizawa mumbled to himself as a sudden thought popped to mind 'I wonder how he got that damn piece of glass stuck in his eye?'

To curious about the question to simply forget, he decided to take a quick peak in the greenete's room.

Opening the varnished wood door the nosy teacher popped his head through the small frame, only to be completely frozen by its state.

His blinds were closed, giving the doom a damp sort of feel in the air. The heavy metallic smell of blood wafted to his nose, making the teacher to recoil in disgust and squeeze his nostrils shut with two fingers.

He peered around the doom to see rubbish almost completely covering the floor; alcohol bottles, cans, left over food, clothes, there was everything.

His bed was completely messed up, sheets torn and crumpled. The pillows were also missing, not even god knows where they could be. They might as well be on Mars for all he knew.

Repulsed Aizawa slowly crept into the room and turned on the lights, treading extremely carefully to not slice his foot open with anything unknown.

As soon as the lights were turned on; the bright crimson splatters became increasingly apparent. They seemed to be leading from the bathroom and finish at his bed. Horrified and disgusted at the same time Aizawa skilfully made his way to the bathroom, dodging every piece of trash.

Praying for his poor eyes before he opened the door; he practically had cardiac arrest at the mere sight of the bathroom.

The mirror was hardly recognisable; glass shards all over the counter and floor. There was also a large splash of dried blood in the middle of the 'mirror' and smaller sprays around the rest of the room.

Aizawa could only guess that it either came from his fist or head. As shocked as he was, something in particular caught his eye. A small plastic bag was discarded on the floor, along with small dots of white powder on the sink.

Cautiously picking up the plastic bag his breath hitched in his throat when he saw the extremely large amount of cocaine and cigarettes.

"Jesus Christ problem child..."

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{third POV~at the LOV}
Izuku, Toga and Dabi had finally woken from their hangover mid day; each of them had a splitting headache and a fuzzy memory.

Izuku still had a painful neck, but luckily he had moved the vertebrae enough so it wasn't to uncomfortable. Especially with Izuku's pain tolerance it was little to nothing.

"Welcome back to the land of the living fuckers" Izuku said rubbing the nape of his neck, since he had awakened before the two "hey izuuu~" Toga said in a sing song voice. Honestly for a hangover it was quite a normal voice.

Unlike Dabi who possessed an unusually deep and groggy voice "shut up" Izuku instantly flushed at the rather attractive voice coming from the burnt male.

Dabi looked up and noticed Izuku's bright red features.

"for someone who laughs in the face of death, you get flustered by my voice?"

Dabi chucked at his own remark while Izuku simply pouted and looked away. He certainly wasn't used to being teased, he would normally be the one to tease others.

As the two were bickering a crusty and man and overprotective mom entered the messy bar "so their awake now" Shigaraki hissed, clearly annoyed at their whole charade.

Izuku dismissed the comment as useless, and straightaway questioned them about the whole reason he stayed with the villains "anyways, where are my drugs" Izuku stood up from his seated position to walk up to the two.

Shigaraki rolled his eyes and gestured something to kurogiri.

The portal villain seemingly pulled a brown paper bag out of thin air, handing it to the now curious Izuku.

He opened the bag, only for his eyes to light up and start shining. It contained many packets of Cigarettes and pills that were normally taken while for a better effect; these particular pills had similar properties to Cocaine.

"Alright I'll stay a little longer" Izuku grinned happily, clearly quite an awful attempt of hiding his excitement.

Shigaraki smirked evilly, he knew Izuku would stay if he got him his shit.

And boy was he going to have fun with him...

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Baiiii, I have to go and draw some useless shit my art teacher wants.