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Garden of Guilt

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Aizawa’s eyes shot open as there was a loud crash sounding somewhere outside of his door. Groaning he flipped over- those damn kids always make so much noise. Technically it was past curfew, well past for that matter. He could go out and bust whoever was making this much noise with a detention but lacked the energy for said activity. There was again another loud bang, this one much closer. There was a few thuds but it dropped back into dead silence. Aizawa let out a long exhale, finally he could fall back into a long, long sleep. But of course, just as he was falling into the bliss of dreamless sleep there was three uneven loud knocks at his door. Aizawa sat up with a loud groan. Throwing his legs off the bed and checking his clock, 3 o’clock. He slowly made his way to the door. Once he reached the door he opened it, almost throwing it off its hinges.

“There better be a good reason for you waking me up at 3am.” Aizawa deadpans while blinking the blurriness out of his eyes. Todoroki slowly starts to become in focus. Aizawa almost regrets his words, Todoroki would not come to him- no matter the time- unless something was deathly wrong.
“I’m sorry, Aizawa-Sensei.” Todoroki tries to bow but stops mid way down to support himself on the doorway. Concern flashes in Aizawa’s eyes. Todoroki drops to his knees. “Sorry,” he saids quietly dropping his head. Aizawa kneels beside Todoroki placing a hand on his back, but as soon as he does he is met with a harsh flinch. Aizawa’s eyebrows twist in confusion but he removes his hand.
“It’s okay, it seems like you have a reason…” Aizawa looks him over, his breathing is uneven, and his speech was coming out slurred, balance issues- definitely a concussion. “What is wrong, kid?”
“My. My head-” Todoroki gasps out, “everything is spinning..” He said brining the heel of his palm in between his eyebrows.
“Lean up against the wall.” Todoroki slowly removed his hand from his face and pushed himself to the wall. Aizawa stood and closed the door, and when he looked back to Todoroki his head was lolled to the side and his eyes were distant.

Aizawa knelt down again and was about to check Todoroki’s pupils. But Aizawa’s eyes caught sight of Todoroki’s neck.

“Kid, what the hell is that on your neck.” Frightened eyes found Aizawa’s own. Todoroki’s eyes were wide and his face showed more emotion than Aizawa had ever seen. Todoroki brought a
hand up to his hair and nervously tugged on it. Aizawa could hear his breathing pick up.

“I tried to tell him.” Todoroki ripped his eyes off of Aizawa’s. “I tried to tell him and he got so angry… He kept yelling, and yelling and I tried to leave but he wouldn’t let me.”

“Tried to tell him what, Todoroki?”

“That I had to leave, that you would be angry with me. I tried to tell him I was to tired.” With an exhale at the end of his sentence his eyes found Aizawa’s. “But that just made him more angry.” Todoroki’s breaths were coming in short gasps. “H-he said I could be done when I couldn't walk anymore. So when I tried to leave-” Todoroki moves the hand that was holding his hair to his neck, “He grabbed me.”

“Who, Todoroki?” Todoroki looked away.

 

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Anger. Aizawa had never, ever, felt this much anger in his whole damn life. At himself, partly at Todoroki for not telling him sooner, but most importantly at Endeavor. When Aizawa had finally seen the full extent of the damage to Todoroki’s neck- he quickly took him to see recovery girl. Black and purple bruising surrounding a hand shaped burn. How could you do that to your own kid? How could you call yourself a hero after you did that to your kid?

Aizawa was now sitting in Recovery Girls’ office as she worked over Todoroki; her face solemn. She Planted a few kisses to his head after wrapping up his neck. Todoroki had barely made any noise. Like this sort of pain was something he had come used to- and Aizawa had a feeling it might be. After the few kisses Todoroki was given his eyes slowly fluttered shut.

“I couldn't do much else than clear up some of his head injury. He already seemed exhausted... He needs to come back in tomorrow for the burns on his body and neck- see to it that he does.” Aizawa nodded. “His concussion was severe- it wasn't caused from just one hit.” Her sad eyes found Aizawa’s. “This type of trauma requires several rounds of blunt force trauma to the head. Meaning he had to hit something or something had to hit him over, and over again.” She dropped her head, “This is very serious Aizawa.”

“I know.” Aziawa let out a deep sigh. “I would like to have a meeting with Nedzu tomorrow, I would like for you to attend.”

“I think that is a wonderful idea.” She once again brought her eyes up to meet Aizawa’s. “I need you to watch him tonight, make sure he keeps breathing is that alright? I would do it myself but I fear I am too tired.”

“That's no problem.” She gave him a soft smile as she made her way out.

 

Aizawa sat himself down in a chair. Tomorrow, he and Todoroki were going to have a long talk- about everything.