That was a lot of blood.

Katsuki side wasn't just bleeding a little bit, it was gushing blood, pooling into his costume and dripping on to the ground. In all her years of fighting alongside him, Eiko had never seen him get so fucked up. The villain they had just beaten the snot out of wasn't even that strong, he just had an annoying quirk where he reflected attacks back at whoever dealt them.

For her, it really didn't matter too much if she hit herself. But for Katsuki who was all offense and his defense was more offense. She didn't even know how he was still standing aside from being too stubborn to lose.

"Let's go back," Katsuki stared up into the heavy rain that was pelting him like it wasn't even there. He was probably the one person that could win a staring contest against the sun. It cut the perfect pose of a tragic hero standing in the rain. Then he stumbled.

And she was there to catch him like she always was, in no time she had his arm around her shoulder, as she supported him with ease. She could carry him bridal style, but that would just make him mad at her and would probably make things worse. Much worse. "I know you don't want to, but we need to go to the hospital."

"No fuck'n hospitals." He half mumbled, leaning into her more. He was more hurt than she thought. Among a dozen other things Katsuki was just weird with hospitals, the only time he ever stepped inside one was when his mother had was in one. He didn't even come to see her after she got the flu. Just a get - fucking - well soon -you dumbass- card. "I'm fine, spikey hair, just take me home."

"Dude," she lifted up a blood covered hand and wiped it onto his costume. "You're bleeding like a pig, now shut up and let me take you to a hospital."

"No, Fucking hospitals." His head lolled to the side, eyes squinting at one of the street signs. "That says Kashyke Dr. right?"

She found the one he was looking at, a small green sign right below the broken traffic light, the police lights made it almost impossible to read without her glasses. "Uhh, yea I think."

"Good, head down that way, Deku, can fix me up." Katsuki half mumbled leaning her in that general direction. He even managed to take a few steps, and made it clear that he was going there with or without her help.

"Fine," She gathered him up again, careful not to press on the wound - well as much as she could avoid considering how his whole body was one giant wound at this point. "But, can this Deku heal you?"

"He's a damn nerd, so yea." The shadow of a smile appeared on his face, a rare sight when he wasn't beating the ever living shit out of some poor villain that happened to look at him the wrong way. And this was different there was no manic grin of victory in it. It was, fondness? She didn't think he could look at someone like that. "Down the street, just past Shiyo apartments, green house, weird looking car. Lights on. They're always fuck'n on."

It was easy to find, and they were surprisingly close to the building, even closer to their own base. If Katsuki trusted this Deku so much, why was she just now learning about him? The house was basically what Katsuki had said. Green. And the car was weird looking, kind of like a sharp slug bug. The lights were on, but they weren't really regular lights, more something close to electronics on.

"Is this it?" She shrugged waking Katsuki up.

He snorted, eyes focusing on the house. "Yea, it's him. Now pound on the fucking door and scream Deku. Or just fucking break it. Nerd's probably awake. Bastard doesn't even sleep."

"And you're sure he can help you?" She asked pulling Katsuki up the steps, at this point, she was half dragging him anyways. He wouldn't die, not like this, hell he'd probably end up screaming and trying to fight death. No, Katsuki was either going to die drowning in his own spit as an old man or die screaming at some impossible foe. She really shouldn't worry so much about him.

But she did. He was her best friend and at this point the closest thing she had to family. She wasn't going to lose him. They were partners.

"He's the best doctor, I know," Katsuki mumbled, one eye closed by blood.

"I thought you didn't trust doctors."

"I trust him, so he's the best."

Hard to argue with that.

Pressing through the gate and navigating the overgrown garden that was nearly up to her shoulders she managed to drag Katsuki up to the front door. And then began to do as she was told, and pounded on the ugly red door like it was a villain. "Deku! Katsuki needs your help! Hey, are you home? Open up!"

There was a shuffling noise from the inside, followed by a thud, then the sound of glass breaking and the screeching of a cat. Moments later the door unlocked, then unlocked again, and again. Before the door slammed open.

A tall lean man with scraggly green hair that seemed to go in every direction stood in the doorway, the green of his eyes partially obscured by the glare of his glasses, his face was spattered by freckles that he wore well. It was his outfit that stood out the most though. A sharp looking sweater vest and tie, complete with a dress shirt that was perhaps a size too big for him complete with green plaid pajama pants.

Oh no, he was hot.

"Kacchan?" Deku? Asked wiping the sleep from his eyes. He stepped forward, easily taking the rest of the slack of Katsuki's form. He pulled them inside, pointing through the living room that was hardly liveable as many filing cabinets desks and just stacks of paper. A few bits of All Might memorabilia sat in random places.

Guess he was a fan of the classics.

"Holy shit you're bleeding a lot!" Deku pulled them through the room and into the kitchen where the cleared off a table and placed Katsuki there.

"Tell me something I don't know," Katsuki mumbled.

"You're an idiot, and I'm not that kind of doctor," Deku mumbled, spinning away from the table and looking around frantically for something.

"Shut up, you're better than anybody of those other fucks."

Deku stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes going wide. "Wow a compliment, this must be worse than it looks, did he get hit in the head?"

"Uhh, I don't think so," She mumbled, trying not to stand in the way.

Izuku pulled on a large suitcase, flipping it open and showing off a lot of medical equipment, more than some paramedics keep in their bags. "Alright, uh," Izuku looked at her, actually looked at her for the first time. "You're Red Riot, right? Can you hold him down? He gets explody around needles."

"Fuck off!" Katsuki began to struggle but she stopped him, holding down both his arms. Which earned her more swearing. "No fucking needles dammit!"

Apparently, one of the top pro heroes was afraid of needles. That might explain the hospitals fear.

Deku didn't so much as wait before sticking the needle right into Katsuki's arm - just out of reach from his bite - and pushing in the warm blue liquid that looked like a sticky mouth wash right into it. He began to massage the spot, spreading the lump around.

Whatever it was worked fast because Katsuki was out like a light.

"Alright," Deku stood straight, hand half covered in blood as he moved back towards the case. "Can you lift up his shirt? I need to wash and bind his wound before I can actually heal it."

"Heal? Like with a quirk?" She tore at Katsuki's hero outfit, the quick release buttons popping right off. It wasn't the first time she had to tear it off to get to a wound.

Deku laughed, holding up another needle, this one almost looked like it was glowing. "Not exactly," He injected it straight into Katsuki's side, once again not even finding a vein or anything. "I'm Izuku Midoriya by the way."

She heard that name somewhere before.

"I'm Eiko Kirishima. I'm Katsuki's partner." Wait that came out wrong! "Uhh, well I mean not like that, we're not together or anything, well we are but there's no relationship! We're just uh friends is all there is nothing sexual going on between us."

"Oh, I know." Izuku dabbed Katuski's wound with a towel, soaking up the blood, "Apply pressure here for a moment."

She did. "You know?"

Was she that unattractive? Sure, she'd walked out from the showers wearing nothing but her panties to get a reaction out of Katsuki but he didn't even blink.

"Yea," Izuku nodded pulling out a section of medical tape. "You're a girl after all, now, can you lift him up a bit?"

"Sure," She nodded staring at Katsuki then back at Izuku. Again, that name was so familiar. "What does me being a girl have to do with anything?"

"Oh, nothing like that." Izuku smiled wrapping the tape around Katsuki's midsection. "From what I've read on your quirk you're really strong, one of the strong pro heroes out there right now, it's just that Katsuki is well, super gay. So gay that you could be the most beautiful woman in the world and he wouldn't even blink."

"Really?" She shouted. That actually explained a lot. Like a lot a lot. Wait, if Katsuki trusted Izuku and Izuku knew that Katsuki was that way then-

"Yep!" Izuku brought her out of her thoughts and reached between her arms to grab the tap. The back of his hand brushed against her chest. His face went red. "Sorry, didn't mean to, I umm, yea." Well, there went that theory.

"It's fine," she half mumbled, her own cheeks feeling hot. She hadn't really thought about what her type of guy would be, and she doubted it was all physical, but Izuku was certainly easy on the eyes. Had freckles, green hair, and green eyes always been so cute? "But how do you know Katsuki?"

"Childhood friends." He pulled out another syringe, his hands still covered in Katsuki's blood. Weren't doctors supposed to wear gloves? "We both wanted to be heroes growing up, then he got his amazing quirk." Izuku shrugged before poking Katsuki one more time with that needle, it's green almost yellow mixture like a lemon jolly rancher was pushed slowly into the wound. "And I found out I was quirkless."

"He was a major dick until we both tried to get into U.A., I didn't make it far, but I did catch the eye of some I-island researchers." Izuku looked up at her smiling and gave one last shrug. "And that's how I got into quirk research."

Wait. Hold up a minute. Quirk research? Izuku Midoriya? I-island.

"You-you-you're!" She pointed a finger at him. Apparently, at the ripe old age of twenty-four she could still fangirl. Over a fucking scientist. "You're Izuku Midoirya!"

He blinked. "Yes, I said that right?"

"No, no, no, you're the Izuku Midoirya." She held her head. Oh no, not only was he hot he was literally one of the smartest people in the world. Dammit, why did she have to have a thing for nerds while being dumber than two pricks bashing into each other? She needed to not say anything stupid. Wait that meant she shouldn't talk. "Like the guy that redefined quirk theory and developed that thing!" She held up her hands in the air making some kind of an object with them. "That does the thing!"

He blinked at her.

"I'm sorry, I just know that you exist, I actually don't understand a lot of what they're talking about you." She had a secondary quirk that was to embarrass herself instantly when she met new smart people. Like when she first met Katsuki. "But I know your work is important."

"Thanks," he smiled - it was a nice smile that had her heart pounding. Why was she so attracted to nerds? "But, really I haven't made much of anything yet, I've just made a few overlooked discoveries in how quirks are formed and a few localized events relating to-"

He stopped blinking at her. "I'm sorry, I must be boring you, you're a hero after-all I'm sure all this science talk is boring you. I mean you're a hero you do amazing stuff every day and barely bat an eye."

Honestly, that was probably the hottest thing she heard all day.

"Well, I'm going to finish up here," He gestured towards Katuski's still breathing form. "I have a shower you should use it to clean off Katsuki's blood off you." He held up his own hand grimacing at the viscous red liquid sticking to it. "I'll use the sink, then get some bleach or something and clean up the rest."

"Let me help, I mean you saved Katuski's life and we did barge into your home in the middle of the night, cleaning up his mess is the least I can do."

He held up a hand to stop her. "No, it's fine, besides there's not enough for two people, besides I heard the police scanner you two went at it for a while, so please, shower and rest. It's the least I can do to support you, two heroes."

"Oh, well if you're sure."

He nodded the soft smile and plaid pajama bottoms the only thing stopping him from looking like a mad scientist showing off his next Frankenstein. That and the fact that he was hot.

AN: I got inspired by terrible people on a discord server. which is why I wrote this instead of continuing something.