Morning. A clouded morning, carrying a grey sky.

Uraraka opened the door. Izuku was sitting on the floor, staring at the bed. "She's healed." He uttered quiet but stern.

"Heh?" Blink. Uraraka checked the sleeping Jirou. "Eh? But how?"

"My quirk." He folded his arms over his knees resting his chin. Izuku remembered in the middle of the night, that he healed Toga one time, crying over her body. Tears.

"Your quirk? Amazing!"

Izuku stood, he adjusted his clothes. "Her quirk didn't regenerate." He paused, before deciding to take a few steps towards the door. "Sorry for bothering you with this, Uraraka."

"Wait, you're leaving?" Uraraka rushed out to the hallway. She scampered closer to him grabbing his shoulder. "B-But what do I do when she wakes up?"

Izuku didn't answer at her tugs. He kept his eye forward and narrow. He didn't know what to do either.

For anything or anyone.

"... I'm... I'm okay."

Both Uraraka and Izuku froze. They turned back to see a strained Jirou. She was bundled with the blankets, hugging them close around her. Uraraka gasped and instantly ran to her side. Jirou gave a weak smile to her concerned action.

Izuku had a curious eye. She was staying strong. 'Last night she cried her self to sleep. She's... She's not okay.' Izuku balled his fist. She was really tough, but she was still suffering.

"Thanks!" Her uneven, blood stained, bangs swept across her eyes. Eyes that were a liquid glass of bloodshot. She had swelled, puffy, eyelids. Her cheeks were smudged with salty trails from tears the night before. Her fingers clutched the blankets. She was cold. So cold.

Izuku tensed at the fragile sight.

"I'll be fine."

And fragile voice.

'No you won't.' Izuku's eye was downcast. He nodded his head, turning back to the door. He opened it, taking his leave.

"B-But you'll be there, right? T-To save me?"

Uraraka stared with worry. Jirou didn't sound like a hero... She sounded like a victim. She was a victim.

His back muscled tensed, raising his body straight. He didn't answer her question, closing the door with a gentle click.

"Feel better."

Izuku sighed, staring up at the abandoned building they lived in. Toga was in there. He entered with hollow steps.

"Izuku, darling!" She tackled him into a hug, as soon as he entered the apartment room they all lived in. "I was waiting for you! What took so long?!" She whined, tapping the flat side of her blade on his chest, she twisted the tip slightly, cutting into the fabric of his shirt.

Izuku winced once the blade cut the skin. He grabbed her wrist and forced a smile. "Uraraka helped me. I-It took all night."

Toga lit up, pulling her knife back and showing her glee with pretend stabs. "See, I did a something great for you, ne? I bet she won't be a hero anymore! She's going to need my heroic Izuku to save her!" Toga had a dreamy gaze. "It was so magical when you were covered in her blood carrying her away. I was so jealous! One day, maybe, I'll experience that euphoria!"

Izuku hid his horrified gasp with a cough. He gave her an uneasy grin. "T-Toga, we need to talk."

She stopped her bloody daydream. She adorably skipped back into reality with an adoring smile and her fangs sticking out. "Yeah! You said that before you left! I've been restless since! Gosh, I couldn't even sleep!"

"Um, are we alone?" He rubbed the back of his neck. She was horrifyingly adorable. He didn't know if she wanted to stab him or hug him.

She nodded her head frantically. "Yeah, yeah! Stain went out like always, but promised me a vile of blood! And Dabi, oh, he was mumbling about some little girl with a horn, saying he was going out to find out what he could."

Izuku glanced around the room before deciding on Toga, in front of him, lovingly staring back at him with murderous eyes. He dropped his eyepatch and met her eyes with his only one. "Toga, don't you think you can stop taking other peoples lives?"

The atmosphere was cold. She was clenching her knife. The only facial feature was her frown. "Nani?"

"I just think that maybe we could stop with this." To walk away and live a normal life. Neither hero or villain.

Toga's boots creaked on the floorboard. She crept up to Deku. He gulped as the cold steel skimmed over his neck. "Ne, what happened to my Izuku?"

"Wh-What are you talking about?" He fidgeted after she had him pinned against the wall. There was something about her attitude that unnerved him.

"Hey, wanna know something about me?" She whispered into his ear.

Izuku's eye widened. She was treating him distant. 'As if she doesn't know me.'

She scraped the blade up and down, her lips tickled his ears as she continued. "I don't really care about Villains or Heroes. I just like to wonder about other people's lives." Her eyes narrowed, biting his earlobe. She waited for his innocent reaction. He tensed and blushed. She smirked before continuing. "I always wonder what their lives were like, you know? Like where they grew up, what kind of friends they had, who they were as a person, and I most definitely think about what kind of love life they had." Skimming her lips over his. Her sadistic grin grew. "I think about all those things as I see the light fade from their eyes." She held him close, licking his cheek. "You know how people say your life flashes before your eyes before you die? I always look for that before they go cold, and guess what, I can never find it! All I ever see is the fear of realizing their dying! It's so amazing!" Her laughter calmed down and she tenderly kissed his neck, skimming her knife down his shirt. "Except you... You were the only person who ever looked happy that they were finally dying." She squirmed in the hostage embrace. "That's when I fell in love you! I was so childish and cliché back then, that I thought of burying our bodies together, but you suddenly woke up! I got so excited! I accidentally killed you again!" She had a blushing face telling the embarrassing story of how they met. "Gosh, I was so shy! But you kept waking up, and I had no idea what to say to you! It was such a magical night..." She sighed out, recalling the romantic criminal runaway story.

"But you don't remember, do you?"

"T-Toga?"

A sniffle...

"Toga...?"

"Because you died again, didn't you... Izuku's gone, isn't he... isn't he?" Dropping her knife.

His jade orb widened at the harrowing quiet words of mourning death. His death. 'My..-' shaking his head. 'N-No!' His fist banged the door he was pressed against. Toga had her arms around his torso, her head was weeping on his chest. He didn't hug her. "How did you know?" Not even Dabi did.

"Ever since, I saw your eye. Remember that night he fought All-Might?" Her breath muzzled out from the fabric. Izuku nodded his head. His lips were apart, staring off. She felt his chin tap her hair, so she went on. "I told him, I wanted to see him heal because I wanted him to keep living... but you haven't healed your eye... Izuku would haven done that, but you're not..." Choking up, not finishing her words.

Why was his eye stinging, what was that? His throat was dry and for some reason clogging his breaths. His arms instinctively went around her this time. "S... Sorry."

She shook her head. "But you're still my Izuku." He didn't know how to feel. Her sincere words came out damp and hot, seeping through his shirt.

"Yeah... Toga..."

"I know it's uncomfortable, but... what were his last thoughts, can you tell me?"

"His last thoughts?"

I kept dreaming of being a hero!

"H-He was, um." Gulp, why was that so hard to say.

A hero with a bright smile!

"He was thinking of you, Toga." A bright smile...

But I wanted to be a hero?

"Really, he really was?" Toga's face shot up to him with bright eyes.

Were you proud of me, Toga?

"Yeah, really." Izuku forced that bright smile to stay for her sake. His sake.

Toga I wish... I wish I could have saved you...

Sorry.