~Third Person P.O.V~

Shoto tapped his foot against the carpet floor of the airplane impatiently, his gaze never leaving the window. Everyone had been trying to get in contact with Izuku for the past two days, yet they received no reply. He was nervous and scared, emotions he hadn't allowed himself to feel for awhile now.

Katsuki's hand gently placed itself on Shoto's knee, putting a stop to the duel haired teen's foot tapping.

"It's gonna be okay baby, we're gonna get him back." The blond whispered, laying his head on Shoto's shoulder- rubbing circles into his thigh. 

"I know... but from what Ashido and Toga told us about this place- what if he's being hurt right now? God I-" Shoto started, stopping himself before he broke down. That last thing he needed right now was to have an emotional break down while they were thousands of feet in the air. "I'm sorry, I'm the one who's been usually comforting you-"

Katsuki cupped Shoto's face, planting a gentle kiss on his lips, which was completely a un-Katsuki-like thing to do. "Hey, don't do that babe- let me just be there for you, just this once. I know it's not your thing and all... but you've been holding a lot of shit in- I know you have." He said quietly, threading his fingers through the two toned hair.

Shoto sighed, he knew his blond boyfriend was right- didn't mean he liked hearing it. But he was right.

The duel haired teen allowed himself to cry, silently of course, not wanting to draw any attention towards him as he did so. 

"What if- what if he hates us, Kat?" Shoto sniffed, his voice breaking as he spoke.

"Hey, you know Izu, he would never hate us." Katsuki cooed, peppering the taller teen's face with soft kisses. "He's way too pure to even think about hating us!" He said, letting out a breathy chuckle.

Shoto let out a teary laugh, leaning into Katsuki's warmth and burying his face in the crook of his neck. "Yeah- yeah you're probably right... I'm just so fucking scared Katsuki." He mumbled, exhaustion crashing over him.

Between his crying, the airplane ride and the countless nights of not being able to sleep due to insomnia and stress- Shoto was quite tired. Katsuki kissed the top of his head, rubbing his back soothingly.

"Get some sleep baby, you need it." Katsuki whispered.

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Izuku sat on the bed in complete silence, it had been almost three days since he's been staying at the house, so much for a 'one night thing'. He didn't mind staying there to be honest, the food Hanji and Sasha cooked was delicious, and everyone was so nice and friendly...well almost everyone. Levi had proved to be quite the pain in the ass.

Or at least to Izuku he was.

They would constantly butt heads whenever they came into contact with each other. Eren had made a comment to Izuku yesterday about it being because 'Izuku's the only one who actually puts up with Levi's bullshit'.

He lets out a weighted sigh, allowing himself to fall backwards and stare up at the ceiling. Izuku knew he couldn't stay here forever, he needed a game plan- and him just up and running away was completely and utterly reckless... even for him.

"Knock, knock- I thought you'd might want some food." Hanji spoke softly, a plate of refried rice and chicken in hand as they walked up to the bed.

"Thanks..." Izuku muttered, taking the food and setting it down on the nightstand. "Uhm- hey do you have a phone I can use?" He asked timidly, gnawing the inside of his cheek.

"Yeah! Are going to call a family member?" Hanji questioned, pulling out there phone and handing it to him. 

It had become apparent to Izuku that he had never told them why he was in America in the first place- or anything about him really.

"I- I think? I don't know... things are complicated." Izuku whispered, staring at the number pad hesitantly.

Hanji gave him a soft smile, rubbing their hand on his soothingly. "Oh yeah? Try me!"

"When I was younger my mother sent me to some anger management program out here, I lived at the program up until a few months ago when I was allowed to come back home to Japan. I reconnected with my two childhood best friends... eventually we all started dating." Izuku sucked in a deep breath before continuing. 

"Katsuki and Shoto are gang leaders... like Levi. Shoto's brother kidnapped me, tortured the shit out of me resulting in me being put in the hospital. Things were good between all of us though, then all of a sudden they just... stopped talking to me. Then my mother sent me back out here to go back to the program so..." Izuku sighed, dialing Hitoshi's number in the phone.

Hanji pushed their glasses up the bridge of their nose, deciding to get up and give Izuku some space to talk to whoever he was going to talk to. But it was something about the names he said that sounded so damn familiar.

They just couldn't put their finger on it.

The phone rang for awhile, Izuku teared at the flesh of his bottom lip as he waited nervously. Unfortunately, it sent him straight to voicemail.

"Hey Toshi! It's me... Izuku I uh- I kind of lost my phone on a taxi so that's why I'm calling from this number. Look, just in case KoKo told you what happened- just know that I'm safe and okay... I'm not at the program so I'm fine. Okay well... I have to go, I love you big brother. Bye." Izuku ended his voicemail.

Tossing the phone off to the side he turns his attention back onto his food, trying to distract himself more than anything.

'God I miss you guys...'

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Finally. After the longest plane ride of their lives, they were in America. 

The group was currently at baggage claim, awaiting for their luggage to appear on the ring. Shoto and Katsuki were holding a light conversation, discussing the basics of their plan on getting Izuku back home- and what they'd do from there.

Luckily for them, the duel haired boy had connections... a lot of connections. Finding their missing boyfriend would be a piece of cake, as long as there were no surprises they would be okay.

Shinso fished his phone out of his pocket, turning off airplane mode and connecting to the Wi-Fi. After giving it a few minutes the notifications began piling in, a shit ton of phone calls and texts from his fathers- but there was one missed call that struck his eye.

It was an American zip code.

Clicking on the green phone icon, he goes to his voicemails- luckily whoever it was left one. Pressing play there were a few moments of silence, that is until Izuku's hushed voice pooled through the speaker.

Everyone's breath hitched as they turned around to look at the purple haired boy, instantly bombarding him with questions.

"He- he called you? Is he okay, Is he safe?" Katsuki asked desperately, already thinking about snatching the device from the other male's hands.

"Yeah- yeah he's fine. He called from a different number though... should I call it back?" Shinso asked nervously, staring at his screen wide eyed.

"Yes!" They all shouted in unison. Circling around their friend as he redialed the number, putting it on speaker phone.

After a couple of rings they answered. "Hello?"

Shoto, Katsuki, and Shinso smirked- already recognizing who's voice it was.

"Hey Hanji... it's been a while."

Hello Cricket Cultists!!

Okay so there will be TodoBakuDeku soon!!! But there's an even bigger problem than getting Izuku back... that's all I have to say.

I finally have the inspiration to write this because I have most of the entire plot figured out so yayaya!!

Until we meet again!!!