"I need you to hear me out." Izuku initiated as they settled in his car and she waited patiently for him to continue, her brain was reticent to work with the premise of being possibly kidnapped again.

She could not be alone now even if she wanted to. She'd live if it meant he kept away.

"You're right, Kacchan will find out, but I have a plan that can help us both. He's not foolish and will likely figure out and assume things after knowing everything, and he'll come after you." he paused to catch his breath, removing his hands from the stirring wheel and looking at her, "But if he believes you died then I can somehow distract him from ever finding you again."

"He... He has to have believed I died. There was no way I was getting out of that prison on my own." she breathlessly chanted and rubbed the delicate skin around her nails, "If he thinks I'm alive he's delusional and an idiot, I died." she smiled at the irony, she never felt the same after everything and she wondered how much longer it would drag on. How long would she feel like she was dying? 

"The saddest part is I can't even leave the country, I don't have the money, he probably froze my account or changed my passwords and I don't even have my passport, he has it all with him."

Surely, she can heal. Every person she's heard always used to declare 'Time heals all' Surely that must apply to her as well, right?

"I swear I'll help you no matter what, we can figure something out. I know we can."

"How?"

"I have a plan..." izuku started.

"I'll take this tracker somewhere far away and- I'll need something to prove to him you've been tortured and killed," he suggested calmly, watching her and hoping for her input, even if he could do it all on his own, he needed her help. "Then, I can set something up for you to get everything back. Even if that doesn't work, we can get a new passport for you."

She looked unsure. She looked scared.

"I... I still have the dress I wore on that day, it probably still has some tainted blood and burned spots. Do you think that would be enough?" she answered, understanding his words and taking them to heart.

"Yeah, that should help." Izuku smiled, "I will make it work, no matter what, so don't worry. I just need you to be prepared for anything."

She sat by the bed while she watched izuku get ready for his morning patrol for a normal Wednesday, he hadn't mentioned anything about their plan and she presumed he'd gone ahead with his idea and got it done the same day.

She nervously looked at the wardrobe and felt slightly worried about being alone the entire day, but she didn't let it get to her and quickly got up to proceed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for them to eat. Cracking open an egg onto a hot pan she observed the yellow yolk sit atop the sizzling white, sparkling some salt and chilly powder before turning it over.

Taking two eggs off the pan and settling them on their plate with toasted bread and some greens, she approached the dining table and put them down, looking back to see if izuku was done changing into his hero uniform, taking his absence as a no she sat down and thought about how intimate it all felt.

Perhaps if things were different and she'd married someone by now, she would be a happy expecting mother, along with her husband.

Though she'd already imagined izuku as the father, she wasn't sure if he felt the same, it wasn't his kid and she wasn't a virgin anymore. Even if she knew she would lose her innocence one day, she'd never envisioned it to go the way it did.

Darting her eyes to the knives she debated which one to pick so Izuku wouldn't notice them missing, though she doubted she'd be able to hide the fact from him forever, for now, she needed it, getting up and slowly walking towards it she stopped and carefully plucked out a long sharp knife and examined it.

Now where should she hide it?

Gently moving her legs forward she drew near the sofa and decided it was a good place to hide it for now, pulling aside one of the pillows she kept it down and quickly layered it under a couple of cushions. She moved back to inspect her doing and then returned to her seat at the table. Quietly waiting for Izuku to arrive.

Glancing at the couch every now and now, and adjusting her posture on the chair. She waited.

"Oh! You already made breakfast!" Izuku cheered as he sat down before her and smiled at the food. He hadn't taken that long but to her, it felt like an hour had passed her by.

"It's not much, I figured you were going to be late if I made something too complex. Not that I know how to." she attempted to joke, and it worked, he chuckled, "It's just a basic meal for our basic needs." she finished, reciprocating his gesture and leaning forward, resting her elbow on the table and watching him.

"When will you be back?" she asked as he dug into the meal and peered up at her at the sound of her voice, "by 8 or 9 I hope," he replied. She nodded.

"I'll lock the front door and inform the guard by the entrance to let me know if anyone comes wanting me. So don't worry, you don't have to open the door for anyone."

"Oh, yeah I'm trying not to."

He still liked her she hoped. "I can call you if anything happens, right?" she asked, and he hummed. "Aren't you going to eat?" he looked at her before commenting, stopping for a moment to fully take in her appearance, she seemed fine, and he didn't encounter anything odd about her.

"Yeah, I will," she responded and took her first bite as slowly as possible and chewed it, making sure not to look at the couch or the TV more than she should.

"Hey, you know that time in school I was mean to you? I'm sorry." she suddenly began and she had his attention on her instantly, "I didn't like how you admired... You know who, even after being treated so badly. I guess I did end up taking out some of my frustration on you."

"It's fine! You don't have to think about it, I understood what you meant and you meant good."

She didn't say anything and simply watched her plate full and not even half-eaten. She pressed her lips together and lowered her hand to cover her belly. She wanted to say so much but she didn't have the words to tell him. Her thoughts weren't as constructed as she'd thought.

She gulped and resumed eating, "Okay..."

Once she doesn't have to care about herself, she can go after the ones who have wronged her, for now, it was too risky to go outside when he could be looking for her, and who knows what kind of people would see her and report her alive.

For now, she needed to be dead.

"Hey, so... Have you found anything about Aoi?" she asked at the same time she remembered her red-eyed monster. If she couldn't find out anything from the inside, she'd have to ask from the outside.

And she knew he was involved in finding her group, which would help her even if she refused to go outside and get the information herself.

As much as it was inhuman of her, she would need to use Izuku and sneak around his office if he didn't say anything.

"Not yet. She's still out there."

'Enjoying her victory I'm sure, bitch wouldn't know what hit her when I find her.'

"I see..." she concluded, she didn't want his attention on anything else, she needed him to be oblivious to her other plans. Surely if he knew, he would stop her.

She won't back down now.

After everything she's done and will continue to do, she ought to torture Aoi for putting her through hell when she was already down and surrendering.

Aoi didn't deserve anything good.

"Thank you for the meal! It was delicious." he globbed down the last piece left on his plate and pushed his chair back to get up, the screeching sound grabbing her attention and causing her to look up. "I'll be going now. Don't want to be late." he smiled.

She nodded and followed him to the entrance, quietly watching as he put on his shoes and extra supplies onto his belt.

"Keep your phone on sound," she had only spilled out those words when his phone began to ring and her worries were eased. But only for a split second, because after seeing the caller, Izuku quickly put up his index finger to his lips and asked her to be calm.

"Hey sorry- What?" she heard two different voices on the line, she wasn't sure who but it sounded like someone was yelling at the top of their lungs.

"Are you sure you're okay? I know that viral video of you has been gaining a lot of focus, is it bothering you?" He shifted to his other feet and moved away from her.

"You have no idea what you are talking about." His voice turned stern and she grew nervous with each passing moment.

"What? No! You can't just come when I'm busy." Izuku dragged his fingers through his hair and stood still for a minute.

"I want you to calm down and think about what you are saying, are you implying I killed her?" for whatever reason, the conversation was getting heated, and suddenly Izuku seemed shocked.

"You're outside?" He muttered to himself, his eyes moving to [Y/N] standing in front of him. "This is too sudden, I'm in the middle of something."

"No, I can't just let you in when I'm not there to search my house. We can meet up later, not now." he tried to be serious and put pressure on the blonde on the phone who was growing angrier.

"I said no-" he let out a frustrated growl as he brought his phone down to see the call was no longer connected, he quickly turned towards her, "I need you to hide." he wasn't making sense, and the whole situation was rubbing her the wrong way.

"What? Why?" she attempted to ask but he shook his head and pulled her along with him to her room, opening the door and letting her inside, she feared it had something to do with him. "What's going on?"

"I can't explain everything, I just need you to stay hidden until I tell you to come out."

"Okay..." she had no other choice.

When Izuku turned his back toward her, the yelling outside the entrance started, it was loud and it left her with a keen sense of dread as she heard three voices shouting outside. Then the front door banged and she flinched, nothing was right, and she needed to hide. Closing the door as Izuku walked away, she crouched down.

Quickly sliding under the bed, she tried not to move and listen for any other troubling voices. She didn't need to wait long.

"WHERE IS SHE?! WHERE IS HER BODY YOU SICK FUCK!! YOU HID HER SOMEWHERE, HAVEN'T YOU?" She could recognize that voice even in her sleep.

"Bakugo!! Calm down, man! What's gotten into you!?" Kirishima was right behind Katsuki working as a shield between the men with one of them on the offensive. He pulled the blonde away from entering the house but it wasn't much use.

"SHE WAS HERE DAMN IT! WHAT?! YOU FUCKED HER WHEN SHE WAS DEAD?! LET ME GO GODDAMN IT!!" katsuki's eyes were ridden red and his appearance was disheveled like he had been awake the entire night and waiting for sunrise to confront Izuku.

"Who is dead?! I don't get it. You gotta calm down bro! We gotta leave before the security shows up!"

"I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE." Shoving Kirishima off him, katsuki stomped forward and pushed Izuku out of the way, in his trail leaving the two bewildered and frustrated, "Kacchan get out of my house." Izuku warned, storming toward him to stop him from flipping over any furniture. Clasping his shoulder he forced him to turn around to face him head-on.

"I'll say it again, leave. There's nothing here for you to cling to, you tell me she's dead but maybe you've finally lost your mind and projected your twisted self on me." Izuku firmly stated, glaring at the blonde while maintaining eye contact.

He took it as a challenge.

He didn't need to control himself when he was already throwing punches at his rival after he tackled him down and aimed at his face, even if Kirishima was onto him in a heartbeat and tried to pull them away from each other, he simply did not stop until he saw blood. He needed closure and he needed violence.

"BAKUGO!" Kirishima could not believe his voice, he was shouting and he never let himself be powerless to anger. It was the first time he'd ever yelled at the blonde.

He still kept going, and Izuku upheld his defense.

"Where is she?! I did so much to protect her and it wasn't enough!!" Katsuki cried out and didn't find it in himself to stop the tears from flowing down his cheek. "I loved her so much!! But I wasn't good enough!!!"

Maybe it was because he was thinking about her that led him to let his guard down, and he could bet Izuku was watching him closely for an opening.

The powered punch didn't hurt as much as it should have, nor did the fall, compared to the cold bed he slept in the floor was almost welcoming. He got up to see the both of them keeping their distance, observing him like a parasite under a microscope.

"She was here..." his voice cracked and softened after the strain he inflicted on himself, "I know she was there..."

"Kacchan, you need help."

"I don't know what's going on with you bro but what you did today and the day before was not right." Kirishima frowned and stared down at his friend, "Is this about your fiance?"

"I should have been there for her, I shouldn't have left her alone." He felt so weak crying in front of them, that he couldn't help himself even if he gulped down and attempted to draw in a deep breath.

"You need to move on," Izuku uttered out loud, training his eyes on him so he wouldn't move suddenly and end up finding her in the house.

"... I love her, we just..." he bit his lip and looked away with teary eyes, his lips trembled and he squeezed his eye shut.

"I don't care, just leave. I'm already late." It wasn't like him to give anyone the cold shoulder but he could imagine her scared out of her mind in the room, alone. Crying and hoping she doesn't have another nightmare tonight. He needed them to leave before things got worse.

"Yeah sorry about bragging in like that. I'll take bakugo with me."

"Don't touch me," Katsuki warned and quickly snatched his wrist back, "I'm not going anywhere." he glared up at izuku and continued, "She was here before you took her out somewhere, and after that, she's gone."

"Maybe let's not accuse anyone of anything bakugo." Kirishima attempted to pull him out of the house but it didn't work.

"I know you used to like her Deku, fuck I think even you masturbated to the thought of her. You sick little freak, I know you would do anything for her." he smiled, "Tell me where you hid her body, she belongs to me!!"

Izuku simply watched and didn't say anything, anyone could know he was trying to provoke him. Seeing Katsuki's mad attempts at trespassing the security guard gets more hands to take him out of the building, five men quickly enter the scene and grab onto the raging blonde. Who immediately pushes them off him.

"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!!" they were quick enough to grip onto his arm and drag him out the front door.

"Bakugo!! Come on let's just leave!!" Kirishima pulled him back bit by bit and Izuku slowly walked in front of him, observing the struggle and not doing anything to help.

"DAMN IT! SHE'S MINE! I WON'T LET YOU WIN DEKU!"

Once his feet crossed the threshold and izuku followed him to seize the door shut it right in front of katsuki's face and locked it, he stood by listening to the fading voices in the hallway. Surely, his name will be on the blacklist and he won't be able to pass into the building.

He didn't know if he should call in sick or make up an excuse. So much happened in such a small passage of time, that he felt oddly exhausted.

But first, he needed to check if she was okay.

Ahem, I wrote this awfully fast. So I cannot tell if it was any good or not. Katsuki is unsure if loopy is dead or alive, so he's kinda hopeful even after finding some evidence. Or maybe he's going crazyy.