Here's the second chapter, as I promised. I know these two aren't the most exciting chapters you could have after such a long break but at least it ties up the highly controversial "sick" arc that I got myself stuck in lol. I hope this ties things up decently and that there aren't too many plotholes. I'm not as familiar with BNHA's world building as OP's so I might've made some mistakes here and there. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, and sorry again about the wait.

I'll try my best to finish chapter 14 at least and hopefully at least continue this story somewhat. I don't know when I'll get around to it, but I do intend to continue and I'll at least try to update again before another year goes by.

Chapter 13: The Recovery

Iida raced through the streets, he took as many shortcuts as he could. He hoped not only that he could get to the school faster, but hopefully that less people would notice him. Unfortunately, it was hard to miss a man who was rushing down the road at the same speed as a car. At one point he had heard someone calling out to him to stop, he was pretty sure it was a police officer but by the time he had even processed this occurrence, the man was already disappearing behind him. A low clap of thunder filled the air, rumbling in the distance as small droplets of rain began to fall to the earth. Iida frowned, at the speed he was moving the rain was pelting him much harder than it was actually falling. The droplets accumulated on his glasses, blurring his vision slightly. He couldn't wipe them away as his arms were full with carrying Luffy.

He glanced down at the boy in his arms, his skin was slowly turning a sickly yellow color and his breathing was getting shallower. He was shivering violently now as well, the fever chills made only worse by the rain and the cool temperature it had brought with it. He held him tighter to his body, hoping that would help keep him warm and with a firmer grip on him he would have a smoother ride. The constant jostling as Iida ran couldn't be good for him but it was better than sitting idly by and doing nothing as he died.

He considered taking a moment to rest but he knew that if he stopped now that he might not have the energy to start running again. He was breathing heavily and his legs were burning but he wasn't about to give up now, not after the oath he had made on the injury he had received from Stain. No matter how tired he was or how much trouble he could get in, what was important was that he saved a life. He smiled slightly, he saw the U.A building in the distance, it wouldn't be long now. The sight of it gave him another boost of energy and he picked up speed, shooting towards the building at same speed as a car on a highway. Just a few minutes later he arrived on the outskirts of the campus where he slowed himself to a stop. He took a moment to notify Uraraka and the others that he had arrived and within a few seconds he felt Luffy's weight return to him. He was surprisingly light. He sat down heavily, gently laying Luffy down on the ground next to him.

"We made it, just hang on another second," Iida reassured him despite the fact that he was unconscious. He removed the bandanna mask and hat, it probably wouldn't be best to show up looking like this. They would be a bit less likely to believe his story.

"I'm sorry to do this but we have to make it look like we just found you here," Iida said, unwrapping the bandages from Luffy's head and wrist. He was still bleeding somewhat but it wasn't heavy enough that he figured he might be putting him in danger by taking away the bindings. He wiped the rain from his eyes and leaned back against the wall, catching his breath for a second.

"...c-cold…" Luffy chattered next to him. Iida was surprised to see that his eyes were open and that he was looking at him. Luffy began trying to sit up bit the effort seemed a bit much and fell to his elbows "...w-who...where…." he paused and began gagging. Iida drew closer to him and awkwardly patted him on the back as he vomited.

"Are you…" he cut himself off, it was a dumb question to ask. He was clearly in no shape or form okay.

"Where...where's Izu…?" Luffy trailed off as he slowly lost consciousness again. Iida got up, he really was in bad shape. At this point, to wait any longer to get him aid was tantamount to murder. Once again, he scooped up the boy and began to carry him onto the campus, this time at a much slower pace without the use of his engines. He made it inside the building and ran down the hall toward the infirmary. The halls were empty and fairly dark but he knew that Recovery girl and the other teachers were most likely still there.

"Hey!" he shouted, his voice echoing throughout the building, "I need help!" There was silence for a moment as he ran forward, "Please, this is an emergency!"

"Tenya," a voice behind him startled him into slowing to a standstill. He turned and saw the unimpressed face of his homeroom teacher. He rushed towards him and held out the unconscious boy to him so he could see what was going on.

"He needs help, Mr. Aizawa" he exclaimed, "Is Recovery girl here?" Aizawa looked down at the pale, trembling teenager he was carrying and his eyes flashed, for the briefest moment Iida saw alarm on his typically stoic countenance. He paused for a moment as if thinking everything out and then he reached forward, holding out his arms.

"Hand him to me, I will take him to the infirmary," Aizawa instructed, Iida obeyed and let the man take Luffy from him. "Go clean yourself up and then meet me there, we will discuss this further once you're suitable." Iida looked down at himself and saw that blood from Luffy's wounds had gotten all over his hands and chest. He straightened up and nodded.

"Yes sir," he said, then he turned and ran towards the nearest bathroom. Once inside, he rinsed the blood off his hands and immediately pulled out his phone, dialing Midoriya's number. He had to let them know that Luffy was now in the care of the U.A staff.

"Iida, did you get there safely?!" Midoriya asked, picking up after the first ring.

"Yes, he's with Aizawa now, they're taking him to the infirmary as we speak," he said. There was a sigh of relief on the other end as Midoriya heard the news. There was a pause as he heard Midoriya relay the report to the others.

"Thank you Iida, we'll be there in fifteen minutes," Midoriya finally said. Iida just smiled.

"It was no problem."

Aizawa glanced down at the boy in his arms. To see Tenya running about the school after hours calling for help was unusual enough, to see him holding an injured and seriously ill teenager was somewhat alarming. To say he had questions was an understatement. However to dwell on it when this boy clearly needed medical attention was illogical. He hurried down the hall to where Recovery girl was just now finishing her paperwork and most likely going home for the day. He entered the infirmary and quickly laid the boy down on one of the several beds that was in the open room. He turned to knock on the infirmary door and let Shuzenji know that there was a medical emergency when suddenly the boy's hand shot out and grabbed him by the wrist. He glanced down and was surprised to find that the boy's eyes were open.

"...No... let me go… I won't…" he gagged, he looked like he was going to throw up but he continued, "...no hospital… can't...afford to…" he heaved and doubled over but he held on tight to Aizawa's arm.

"This isn't a hospital, we aren't going to charge your stay here," Aizawa said, trying his best to make his voice sound reassuring. Dealing with civilians in need was not his forte, but he did what he could when it was necessary. The boy didn't release him, he instead looked into his eyes before seeming to come to a conclusion about whether or not he was lying to him.

"...can't breath…" he released his grip on Aizawa and put his hand to his chest, it seemed that he had decided to put his trust in them after all.

"I understand, I'm going to get help okay," he told him. The boy nodded and closed his eyes and let Aizawa leave his side. Aizawa calmly but quickly approached the nurse's office and knocked at the door.

"What is it?" Shuzenji asked as she slid the door.

"There's a boy here in critical condition," Aizawa informed her. Shuzenji, known to most as Recovery girl, frowned.

"Let me see him," he led her to the bed where the boy was lying unconscious. Her frown deepened and she rushed to his side, examining his wounds and condition.

"This is very serious, I'm afraid if I used my quirk now it would kill him," she checked his temperature and breathing and her eyes widened slightly. "Aizawa, I need you to fetch an I.V. and find me some saline alright," she commanded, rushing over to a cabinet on the far end of the room. Aizawa did as instructed, grabbing an I.V and wheeling it over to the side of the boy's bed. "Get a blanket and throw it over him, he may have a fever but parts of his body aren't warm enough. I also need you to find a ventilator and breathing mask," she instructed as she began pouring out a small measurement of medicine into a cup. When he returned with the equipment she had requested, she was already administering him several different medications, lifting up his head and gently pouring the cups of liquid antibiotics into his mouth. The boy's eyes shot open and he flew up as he began gagging again.

"It's okay, I need you to breathe, what's your name," she asked and the boy struggled to get hold of himself and keep the medication down.

"...Luffy…" he muttered weakly, "...what...what's happening...where am I…" he asked his eyes were glazed and he looked unfocused. Recovery girl shushed him and gently lowered him back down.

"It's okay, just relax, we're going to take care of you okay?" Luffy nodded.

"Okay...Just don't…" before he could finish his sentence, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"This is worse than I thought," she said, clearly upset, "Quickly plug in the machine and plug the mask into the blue tube marked O, then fit the mask around his face," Aizawa followed her instructions while she set up the I.V and quickly began introducing the saline intravenously into his bloodstream. He fitted the mask to the boy's face and fit it over his mouth and nose. "Set the dial to 50," she said and he did so. The machine let out a hissing noise as it began to release oxygen through the mask and into the boy's lungs. Shuzenji attached a cuff to his arm and began to test his blood pressure. "Much too low…" she muttered as she read the dial, "we'll have to monitor that…" she glanced back up at Aizawa, "You can leave now, I can handle this," she said. He nodded and exited the infirmary, sitting down on a couch outside in the hall and waiting for Iida to meet him. He had some questions.

Izuku ran as fast as he could through the rain towards the High school. He had spent all day doing his best to make sure that Luffy was still breathing, every second that had passed he was certain that every breath would be his last. There hadn't been much he could do but give him water and keep giving him fever limiting medication. He had looked up every home remedy but most of the websites had said to seek medical attention or were obviously untrustworthy superstitions. He heard Todoroki's and Uraraka's footsteps as they ran behind him. He burst through the doors of the school and continued through the hallway until he felt a hand grab his wrist.

"Midoriya," Todoroki's soft voice broke through the silence, "you need to calm down, what if you get in their way?" He came to a stop and turned to see the concerned faces of his friends. They were right, if he burst into the infirmary like a madman it could disrupt Luffy's treatment and at this point every second was crucial to his survival. He felt like he was at his wits end, he felt the way he had during the attack on the U.S.J and during his battle with Stain, only this time he didn't have an enemy to focus on or fight. All he could do was hope that his friend survived.

"Sorry," he said, his voice shaky as he fought to get his breathing back under control, "Y-You're right," he took another deep breath. He hadn't known Luffy all that long, but for the past couple days he had been under his care and he had gotten to know him. Luffy was his responsibility and if anything happened to him it would be his fault. Maybe he should have taken him to a doctor sooner, maybe he should have told his mother… He pushed those thoughts out of his mind, what ifs were going to do him no good. He just had to make sure that Luffy was going to be alright, then he could relax. He turned back to the infirmary and began walking at a brisk but steady pace.

"He'll be okay, Deku," Uraraka said trying to reassure him. He just nodded, they were small words but surprisingly, they helped a lot. When they reached the infirmary they saw Iida and Aizawa outside the door and speaking with one another.

"Midoriya!" Iida exclaimed once he saw them approaching. He broke away from his conversation with their teacher and began walking to them.

"Is he-" Izuku began unable to contain his worry.

"Your friend is receiving medical treatment from Recovery Girl," Aizawa said, meeting them.

"I have to-"

"None of us will enter until she says that we may do so," he said putting his hand up and preventing Izuku from moving forward, "Now Iida said that the four of you found him unconscious outside campus but that you knew him Midoriya?"

"Uh yeah," Izuku said not really wanting to lie, "We met a week or two ago, I don't really know much about him," that wasn't really dishonest. The truth was that he didn't know anything about Luffy's history, his family, his background, whether or not he was educated or even how old he was. In fact it was somewhat astonishing that in all their time together he hadn't seemed to learn a real thing about him. The most he had done was tell stories and state facts that were clearly fabricated by his need to make his life seem more grandiose than it was but beyond that he knew nothing. What happened to his parents, had he run away or had he been forced into these circumstances? How long had he been on his own? Did he have any family left alive or was he really all alone? Why did he refuse treatment for so long, had he had some sort of traumatic experience in the past or did he simply have a phobia? He didn't know the answer to any of these questions.

"Do you have any idea what could have happened to him?" Aizawa continued.

"Uh… he mentioned something about being attacked by one of those nomus in Hosu City," he said. Aizawa raised an eyebrow, Izuku wondered if maybe he should've just said he didn't know. The attack had been quite a ways away from where they had supposedly found him and it had been nearly a week now. "I… he was sort of delirious so I don't know…" he added just to be sure.

"He's… he's going to be okay right?" Uraraka asked, sounding a bit nervous. Izuku felt his heart skip a beat. Aizawa was not the type of man who would sugarcoat the truth and as much as he wanted to know he wasn't sure if he could handle what he might say.

"Recovery girl is doing what she can so he is in good hands, but I can't guarantee that he will be alright," Aizawa said his voice as calm and rational as ever. Izuku felt himself take a deep breath but he wasn't sure if it was from anxiety or relief. He had expected Aizawa to tell them that he was already a dead man walking. He felt a reassuring hand on his shoulder and turned to see Todoroki give him a reassuring smile. He smiled back but it was weak and uncertain.

"Why am I not surprised to see you here, Midoriya," They all turned at the sound of Recovery Girl's voice and saw her standing at the entrance of the infirmary. "It seems that whenever someone in critical condition ends up in my care you are involved in some way," Izuku rushed over to where she was standing, eager to know his friend's condition.

"How's Luffy doing?" he asked, Recovery Girl sighed.

"I had to administer several antibiotics and drugs to raise his blood pressure, I've steadied his breathing and I've cleaned up his wounds," she said and Izuku sighed in relief, this was more than anything he'd been able to do in their time together, "He's still unconscious and his injuries may require surgery to remove dead tissues and anything that maybe be lodged in the cuts."

"Can I see him?" Izuku asked, Recovery Girl paused for a moment before relenting.

"Yes, but try to keep your voices down and keep your distance," she said stepping aside to let them pass. Izuku nodded, agreeing to her terms and entered the infirmary. His breath caught in his throat when he saw him. He was hooked up to several machines, including one with a mask over his face that allowed him to breathe normally. He sat down heavily in one of the empty infirmary beds and put his head in his hands.

"Oh man…" he whispered to himself. This was all his fault, he should've done something more. Even though Luffy had insisted that they not go to the hospital… they had waited too long to get help and now he couldn't even breathe on his own anymore. He couldn't believe that he had let his friend get this close to death, he was supposed to be a hero! How could he claim to want to be like All Might if he couldn't even save one person right? Maybe All Might had chosen wrong, maybe he wasn't meant for this after all, he wasn't worthy of One for All…

"Hey," Iida said, Izuku looked up to see that his friends were all staring at him with concerned expressions. Aizawa was hovering in the doorway of the infirmary, he wasn't saying anything but he watched on with mild curiosity.

"You okay?" Uraraka asked.

"I don't know…" he said and their frowns deepened.

"Look, you managed to save his life," Todoroki reassured, he gestured to the sleeping Luffy who while despite being hooked up to several machines and having yet to regain consciousness looked much more peaceful than he had been just moments before. For one thing, his breathing was much smoother and slower and now that he was wrapped in blankets he seemed to be shivering a lot less. His wounds were re-bandaged and cleaned thoroughly and had stronger antibiotics helping to fight of the infections. He was still pale and his cheeks flushed but at least he didn't look as though simply being alive was quite the chore it had been under his care earlier.

"I haven't seen an infection this bad in ages," Recovery Girl said, "It looks as though he's been suffering for several days now. It's a miracle he lasted that long on his own, in all honesty he should be dead already… I have no idea how he managed to keep going for so long but if you hadn't found him when you did he'd surely be dead by now," Izuku took a deep breath and nodded. He wiped his watery eyes and forced a small smile on his lips. These words pushed the negative thoughts and self doubt back from his mind.

"Thanks," he said weakly, he looked Luffy over one more time and the fact that he was finally on the road to recovery finally hit him. Relief flooded his body and he suddenly felt exhausted. He collapsed back on the bed, nearly ready to pass out. "Can I stay here tonight, please?" he asked. Recovery Girl frowned, she normally didn't let people spend the night in her infirmary unless it was needed for further treatment, however it was clear that she could see just how much stress and worry this incident was causing him. She sighed and relented.

"As long as your mother allows it, I will permit you to sleep in one of the open beds," she said and Izuku nodded. He would call his mother and let her know in a minute, for now he just needed to rest. He closed his eyes and let himself relax for what felt like the first time in years.

Izuku prepared himself for bed, after his nap he had called his mom and told her that a friend of his was in serious condition and that he wanted to stay by his side as emotional support. She had allowed him to do so and had even driven to the school to bring him his homework and toothbrush as well as a pair of clothes for him to change into in the morning. Now he sat on the bed across from Luffy and did his best to focus on studying for exams at the end of the week. He had spent the past couple of days with most of his attention spent on taking care of Luffy, outside of his normal homework he hadn't done much studying. He hoped that he could at least make up for it now that Luffy was in the nurse's hands.

It was now late at night, the only light came from a small lamp besides Izuku's bed that cast a soft and warm glow through the room. Izuku had spent one or two nights in this room before and he was used to the silence that was only interrupted by the study hum of medical equipment. The only thing that was different was the hiss of the mechanical breathing apparatus that Luffy was still hooked up to. He wondered how long he would need the assistance of the machine to breathe. It had been several hours since they had transported him to the infirmary, Izuku knew he was being impatient but there hadn't been much change in Luffy's condition since then. He had asked Recovery Girl but she hadn't been very specific in her answer, she had told him that it could take anywhere from several days to a couple of weeks for him to regain consciousness and even longer for him to make a full recovery.

He frowned as he looked over his study guide. He wasn't as concerned about this portion of the test as he was with the physical, still he needed to keep his mind refreshed if he wanted to make a high grade. Unfortunately, it was difficult to focus on the history of hero law when his friend was in critical condition just barely ten feet away from him. He had to keep reminding himself that he no longer had to keep an eye on him and that Recovery Girl was a capable doctor and surgeon. However every time the machinery seemed to make an unusual sound or Luffy groaned in pain in his troubled sleep, he couldn't help but going to his side and checking to see if he was okay.

"Midoriya, I'm surprised you're still awake given how exhausted you seemed earlier," Izuku glanced up to see that Recovery Girl had entered the infirmary. He nodded, though at the mention of how tired he was he couldn't help but yawn. She shook her head and turned back to the bed where Luffy was sleeping. She had come in regularly to check up on him, taking his blood pressure, checking his pulse and refilling the I.V with saline solutions and antibiotics. It seemed she was doing her rounds again and she fit the cuff on Luffy's arm, frowning as she read the dial.

"What is is?" Izuku asked, unable to keep the worry from creeping into his voice.

"It's nothing too serious," she said and began re-administering the antibiotics into the I.V, "He just hasn't gotten his heart rate and blood pressure back to an acceptable level where I feel I can safely perform surgery to remove the dead tissues." That's right, she had mentioned something about surgery earlier but he hadn't paid much time at the time.

"Surgery?" Izuku asked, a bit concerned.

"The infection in his arm has caused some of the tissues to die, it's a condition called gangrene. Luckily his case is in the early stages and is nothing too serious but it has to be removed if we want him to recover," she explained. Izuku nodded, a bit relieved, at least it was nothing that seemed immediately life threatening. He turned back to his work as she continued to tend to him. He would finish this round of questions and then take a break and jog around the room a few times before finally going to bed.

Luffy cracked his eyes open, he was staring up at the dark ceiling of an empty room. This wasn't where he had been before had it? His mind was still foggy and he felt a bit dizzy. He felt so weak too, like the exhaustion was pushing down on him preventing him from moving. There was something on his face, it was pumping air to his lips. Well this was certainly odd, he was pretty sure he'd been in Izu's room hadn't he? He had no idea where he was now. It smelled a bit weird though and he wasn't quite sure he liked it. He tried to sit up and instantly the world began swimming around him, which was awfully rude of it if he was being honest.

"Hey," a calm voice broke through his clouded mind and he felt a calm hand gently laying him back down on the bed, "It's okay, you're okay," his eyes began to focus once again and the fog in his mind began to clear somewhat. There was an old woman standing above him, a kind and reassuring smile on her face.

"...Where...where am I…?" he asked, his voice muffled by the mask on his face.

"Shhhh, don't strain yourself," the old woman answered, "You're in the infirmary at U.A High, you were brought here by your friend Izuku after he found you outside the school," she explained. He tried to understand everything she was saying but the fog in his head was making it hard to process everything. He furrowed his brow in confusion.

"...Izu…?" he paused, taking a moment to breathe as he was still finding it difficult, "...why...what…" he was unable to finish his sentences as he lost track of what he was thinking as he suddenly remembered how awful he felt. To be fair though, he was finding things much better than they had been last time he had been awake.

"Just relax," she said and he did his best to listen, "You're safe, we aren't going to hurt you." She spoke very calmly and soothingly as though she were trying to tame a wild animal, "You're in serious condition but you're doing quite well. Your recovery has been nothing short of impressive, you have a very strong immune system." Luffy blinked, she was saying a lot of words and not all of them were quite processing correctly just yet but it sounded like she might be complimenting him? He wasn't quite sure. "I can make some of the pain go away by performing a surgery on your arm to remove the dead tissue, I'm going to put you to sleep again okay?" she continued, he still wasn't quite certain he understood what she was saying but he heard her mention something about taking some of the pain away and he was down with that. He nodded, hoping that made sense in context to what she had said. She smiled at him, "Good, when you wake up again you will hopefully feel a bit better," as she said this she moved over and slowly began messing with the equipment on the side of his bed. She had pulled open the curtains before she had begun speaking to him and now the room was bathed in a soft early morning light. It was oddly relaxing.

"Where's Izu?" he asked, finding his voice a bit. He was still a bit confused as to what was going on.

"Izuku has already gone to class, he should be taking a written exam right about now," she said. Luffy nodded slowly before closing his eyes, he was still feeling tired from the whole ordeal and he just wanted to sleep. He didn't need to worry, he would just let her do doctor stuff and he would be alright… He felt the fog in his mind start to expand until it engulfed his consciousness and he slowly and peacefully drifted off into the darkness.

Izuku put down his pencil and stared down at the answer sheet, he made sure to double check all his answers and correct any mistakes he had made. So far the written exam was going better than he expected, he figured he would have a bit more trouble given how distracted he had been the past few days and even now. As it was, he was fairly confident he would pass. He stood up from his desk and walked to the front of the room, handing his paper to Aizawa. Aizawa took the paper and placed it face down on the desk along with the other already completed exams. Izuku gave Aizawa a small awkward and somewhat hopeful grin and Aizawa gave him a patient nod. Izuku then turned, grabbed his books and left the classroom and made his way down the hall.

It was now the second day of exams, at least two days since Luffy had been put in the infirmary. He was hoping to at least visit him before he went home for the day. As he walked down the hall, he took a deep breath and smiled. This was the best he had felt all week, fully rested and with the stress of taking care of Luffy off his shoulders he finally felt like things were going back to normal. Well, as close to normal as things were in his life. Ever since he had enrolled at the U.A, things had been much crazier than they had back when he was a middle schooler. He was so lost in his thoughts, he hadn't even realized the figure that had stepped out to meet him until he crashed into him at full speed. He took a step back, a bit startled and then looked up to see who it was he had walked into. He nearly dropped his books.

"A-All Might!" he exclaimed, "I-I'm sorry! I didn't see you there," All Might just raised an eyebrow but he maintained his characteristic grin.

"I did announce that I was here," he pointed out and Izuku felt his cheeks go red.

"S-Sorry!" He said feeling a bit sheepish. All Might just chuckled.

"So, what has you in a hurry Young Midoriya?" He asked, Izuku straightened himself out, remembering where he was going.

"I want to visit Luffy in the infirmary before I leave," Izuku explained, All Might frowned before shrinking down into his emaciated state. He coughed for a moment, wiping a small amount of blood from his chin.

"Luffy?" he asked, sounding a bit confused. Izuku supposed that he hadn't heard anything about the events that had occurred last Wednesday evening. It hadn't really become well known throughout the school either as most people were focused on exams and no one had gone to the infirmary for treatment. Furthermore, Aizawa and Recovery Girl weren't gossips so he supposed that apart from them, he, Iida, Todoroki and Uraraka were the only people who were aware of Luffy's presence.

"He's a friend of mine, he was severely injured in the incident at Hosu City," Izuku explained, All Might frowned.

"And he's in the infirmary, I haven't seen him there at all," he pointed out and Izuku hesitated, lying to Aizawa and recovery girl was one thing but lying to All Might was an entirely different story. He opened his mouth to speak but stopped, he couldn't do it. There was a trust between the two of them that they had built and if he wasn't entirely honest with him now he was afraid that he might shatter that trust.

"I found him wandering the streets a week ago, just a few days after the incident," he explained as they walked down the hall, "He was seriously hurt and bleeding out, I couldn't just leave him there but he refused to let me call an ambulance so I let him inside without my mom knowing and I tried treating him myself…" He took a deep breath, trying not to let the negative thoughts creep their way back into his mind, "He was with me for several days and he got better for a while but then all of the sudden he got worse and then he was struggling to breathe…" All Might frowned as he listened to the story, "I kept telling him we had to take him to the doctor but he kept saying no, I don't know why, he just kept saying it was a bad idea."

"And you can't force someone to receive treatment against their will, is that why you didn't take him anyway?" All Might asked, Izuku nodded. At least All Might understood his reasoning and didn't seem to think he was being stupid at the time. They rounded a corner.

"Finally it got to a point… Todoroki and the others showed up and we came to the conclusion that he was dying so we had Iida run him to the infirmary with his quirk so that we could get him medical treatment without technically going against his wishes," Izuku said and All Might nodded. What Izuku had said was technically a crime, he had just admitted to an act of vigilantism but he hoped All Might would be lenient.

"You made the right call given the circumstance," All Might reassured him, "Not always can we operate within the rules when lives are at stake, I advise that you do your best to adhere to them but if a time comes where you must be flexible it is my opinion that you do so in order to protect as many as we can," he said after a moment, "Much like the Stain case, you won't receive credit or recognition for your valiant deeds and it would be best to keep this to yourself." Izuku nodded, glad that he hadn't disappointed All Might with his stupidity. They continued to walk down the hall in silence and they quietly entered the infirmary.

Izuku put his bag down and approached the bed where Luffy lay, still unconscious. That was no surprise, Recovery Girl had told him that he had briefly woken up during his first exam but he had shortly passed out again and had not stirred since. What was surprising was that the breathing mask was gone and he seemed to be able to breathe on his own. He was still hooked up to an I.V and Izuku assumed that that's how he was getting his medication. It was amazing how much better he looked in just the course of a couple days. His face and skin, while still pale, looked to be a much healthier color and he no longer seemed to be sweating so much. The bandage around his head had been removed as the cut had been sewn shut by recovery girl several days ago and was now healing normally. Izuku glanced down at the bandaged wrist, his hand seemed much less red and swollen now and he seemed to be sleeping much more peacefully as though he weren't in nearly as much pain.

"What happened to him?" All Might asked, startling Izuku who had nearly forgotten he was there.

"I don't know exactly, I think he might have lied about it," Izuku said and All Might gave him a confused look.

"Why is that?" he asked.

"I think he might be a pathological liar, I haven't known him for very long but he is always telling impossible stories and I think it might be due to some sort of mental issues he has. He's not all there but he's a nice guy," Izuku explained and All Might nodded.

"I see, what exactly did he tell you?"

"Well I don't think all of it was a lie," Izuku said, "He says he was attacked by a Nomu, which I believe, he has the bite marks to prove it," he pointed at the injured wrist, All Might's eyes widened slightly but he said nothing, "But he claims that he fought it and managed to defeat it, which I'm not so sure about. They were strong enough to fight off pro heroes, including you, I don't think he could have handled it on his own, especially not after receiving the injuries he did." All Might smiled in amusement.

"He must be one heck of a story teller, huh?" he asked and Izuku nodded. It was true, Luffy told all these bizarre stories without hesitating for a moment, almost as though he were convinced of their truth which, as far as Izuku was aware, he very well might be. They stood by his side for several moments before Izuku sighed and turned to leave. "He's lucky to have a friend like you," All Might said putting a hand on his shoulder to comfort him. Izuku smiled and they began making their way to the door when they were stopped by a small groan. They paused and turned back to see that Luffy was shifting in his sleep. It was the most Izu had seen him do in a while. They watched as after a few moments of stirring, Luffy came to a stop and slowly opened his round brown eyes. He blinked several times, seeming a bit dazed and confused.

"Luffy…?" Izuku said in surprise. At the sound of his name, Luffy's eyes focused somewhat and he turned his attention towards the two of them. There was a small pause as Luffy slowly began to process as his mind finally booted up after being asleep for nearly four straight days. Then Luffy grinned, it was still bright and as warm as any grin he had given him before.

"Izu?" he said, his voice was a bit raspy. He slowly sat up, looking a bit tired, but nowhere near as bad as he had been when he had left Izuku's home. Without thinking twice, Izuku ran forward and embraced Luffy in a hug. He felt the boy tense sightly under his embrace, clearly not having been expecting that but after a moment he relaxed and he slowly reached up and hugged him gently back. As he hugged him, Izuku felt his eyes water and fill with tears. He sniffled slightly and felt them begin streaming down his cheeks. He finally pulled away and was able to see Luffy's confused face.

"I thought you were going to die!" he exclaimed, unable to stop his tears. Luffy stared at him for a minute, he seemed a bit alarmed and unsure how to respond to this. Then after a moment he burst into laughter.

"You're a funny guy, Izu!" he said cheerfully, "I told you I wouldn't let a little scratch like that kill me!" Seeing him this cheerful and full of life again was almost too much to handle after seeing him on the brink of death like that. His bright smile and cocky words indicated just how much he had improved in the past few days. Izuku only cried harder and hugged him once again. Luffy continued to laugh as Izuku sobbed unabashedly into his shoulder, finally feeling all the stress and worry leaving his body in waves of pure relief.

"Midoriya, please release the patient he is still in a delicate state," a voice scolded. Izuku released his grip on Luffy as though he were made of fire and had burned him.

"I'm sorry ma'am!" He bowed in apology, still sniffling and holding back small sobs. Luffy giggled at the reprimand before he himself was scolded as well.

"And you, I fail to see what's so funny," Luffy paused and turned to look at her, his silly grin still wide on his face, "You nearly did die so I wouldn't be acting so cocky if I were you."

"But I didn't!" Luffy pointed out, "See! Look, my arm's all better!" he waved around his bandaged arm in the air not taking any care to ensure he wasn't causing any further damage.

"That's because you are heavily dosed with morphine," she explained, "Your arm is just as injured as it was earlier, you just can't feel it so I'd advise you to not so carelessly injure it further," Luffy paused and then pouted, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Stupid doctors…" he mumbled under his breath, clearly not appreciating being told what to do. "I feel good, really good… like warm..." he said as if suddenly realizing it. "Woah… hey… this is like the candy medicine Chopper gives me…" he said and fell back against the bed, his eyes glazing over again, "feels like a marshmallow…." he giggled again. Izuku didn't miss that last part.

"Uh… candy medicine?" he asked, Luffy had talked about this Chopper character at length, describing him as a reindeer doctor who always made him feel better. He had always figured that he was one of the made up stories but now he was wondering if there was a kernel of truth to that one. The reindeer part was probably in reference to some quirk but the candy medicine had him a bit worried, especially if it had the same effect on him the morphine did.

"Yeah… when I feel bad, he gives me the candy and I turn into jelly… jelly… jelloo…." he smiled and closed his eyes again, "...makes me sleepy…" he took a deep breath as he enjoyed the warm bubbly feeling the drug gave him, "...tastes good too, he makes it sweet...sometimes I try to eat more but he says that's dangerous so he hides it…he's a nice doctor..." Izuku frowned he glanced at All Might who had a similarly disturbed expression. Izuku knew Luffy wasn't a bad kid but it was a bit upsetting to hear that he had what sounded like a history of drug use. It seemed he wasn't even fully aware what it was he was talking about, there was a possibility that with his lack of grasp on the world people had dragged him into it without his awareness of it. Recovery Girl seemed to know what they were thinking.

"I've tested his blood for type, white blood cell count and toxins," she said, "his blood work is quite interesting, first of all his blood type doesn't have any of the markers of any recorded type, I'm assuming this is due to being made of rubber on a cellular level."

"Type F…" Luffy muttered, still smiling. Izuku wasn't sure if that was what doctors had officially labeled it or if he had come up with it on his own. He wouldn't be surprised if it was the latter considering Luffy most likely didn't visit a doctor all that often, especially considering that he seemed to have a dislike of hospitals and doctor's offices. "Pretty rare… Chopper always has to keep some with us in case I get hurt…"

"Luckily he accepts type O negative blood. He does indeed have a lot of unidentifiable drugs and chemicals in his system. There is evidence of opioids, stimulants and even strange benign chemicals that do not seem to interact with his body in any way. Whether that's due to immunity or lack of toxicity I don't know but I'd say he has a long history of drug usage," She said, "I even had to give him a higher dose of morphine than I normally would as he seems to have built up a tolerance." That was not a good sign. Izuku looked down at his friend who seemed a bit confused by the conversation.

"...drugs…? I don't take… I only take what Chopper gives me…." Luffy said, his brow furrowed slightly, "well… there was that time with Iva-chan… and Magellan… bad time…" He winced slightly at whatever it was he was remembering. Luffy slowly sat up again, a smile forming on his face as he pushed the bad thoughts out of his head. "Did I tell you about the time I went to hell!" he said cheerfully, abruptly changing the subject. Izuku's eyes widened and he heard All Might choke and begin coughing.

"What!?" they exclaimed. That had most definitely not been the sentence they had expected to hear. Izuku had heard Luffy make up some crazy tales before but he had never claimed something as outlandish as that before. Luffy just laughed. Then apparently thinking better of it he shrugged.

"Nevermind, I don't want to talk about that, it was crazy though…" He sighed, lifting up his bandaged arm again and experimentally wiggled his fingers. "Sorta hard to move… feels weird…"

"That's due to nerve and ligament damage, I had to reconstruct your arm and remove some of the tissues, you will eventually regain full control with physical therapy but for now it will feel limited," the nurse explained.

"Oh. So it's a mystery," he said, clearly not listening to a word she had said. Izuku couldn't help but laugh at the frustrated expression on her face and he heard All Might chuckle behind them. Luffy ignored them and began moving his hand up and down in a wave like motion and making weird whooping noises, "It's a fish…" he muttered laughing a bit as he did so. His friend was higher on the morphine than he had figured.

"Maybe I should lessen the dosage a bit," Recovery Girl said, moving over to the I.V and adjusting it accordingly.

"Whoop...whoop…" Luffy made funny faces as he moved his arm up and down.

"Hey Luffy," Izuku asked, finally drawing the boy's attention, "Why do you take medicine from Chopper?" He didn't seem like the kind of guy who would use drugs but then again… He thought back to when they first met in that alley, he hoped that the money he had given him then hadn't gone to buying more substances that could make him sick.

"Oh, well, he's my doctor, I do what he says," then he laughed, "If I don't do what he says he gets really mad, so I try to keep him happy, he's a nice guy so I don't want him to be upset, especially cause I was an idiot who always gets myself hurt and stuff."

"I see…" Izuku said but he had no idea what to make of Luffy's statement regarding Chopper.

"You hurt yourself often?" All Might asked, Izuku wasn't surprised by that statement as given their first encounter Luffy had a bullet hole in his chest.

"Oh yeah, I get into fights sometimes, so I get stabbed a lot," he said with a smile, "or shot at, or beaten, or drowned, or burned, or poisoned, or buried alive, or cut, or-" he frowned, "well, I'm rubber so I can't be electrocuted so I haven't been that before… hey wanna try it!?" he asked a little too enthusiastically, he paused for moment before deflating somewhat "nah... Eneru already tried, it didn't work..." All Might and Izuku just stared at him. He wondered how much of that was true, he had seen him shot already but all the other things couldn't possibly be real events that had occurred. Luffy would be dead by now if that were the case. However all of Luffy's lies were somewhat based in reality and so it wasn't a total fabrication. He glanced at All Might who seemed to be wondering the exact same thing.

"And that's why you need the medicine?" Izuku asked, had a life of constant abuse and beatings made Luffy turn to drugs?

"Eh… I suppose so," he shrugged, "You seem to really want to know all about my medicine, next time I see Chopper I could ask him to make it for you if you want," Luffy offered.

"Uh… no thanks…" Izuku said awkwardly. Maybe he had gotten it backwards, maybe it was years of drug use that made his mind so detached from reality.

"Hey Izu," Luffy said, suddenly changing the subject.

"Uh, yeah?"

"You want to be a hero right?" Luffy asked, and Izuku blinked a bit startled by this sudden line of questioning.

"Yeah, I do," he said, wondering where Luffy was going with this.

"Do you have a theme song then?" he asked grinning widely. Izuku opened then closed his mouth, not sure how to respond to that. A theme song? Why on earth would he have a theme song? Who would write it, and furthermore who would sing it? Was the idea that he should bring a stereo everywhere he went and when he needed to go into battle he would just pop the track in and blast it as they fought?

"N-no, I don't," he answered, he heard All Might laughing next to him.

"Oh really? I thought all heroes had theme songs?" Luffy frowned, before lighting up again, "There's a hero where I'm from named Sogeking and he's got the best theme song!" Luffy threw back his head and began to sing loudly and a bit off key:

"Oh the wind carries my name…

From sniper island far away,

When I take aim it's straight and true

Lu lu la la lu…"

"I forget how the words go after that, but you get the idea," Luffy said, "I know! I can ask him to write a theme song for you! I just have to call him from the island of snipers, which is located in your heart! Oh! But how did Usopp do that?" Luffy pouted as he seemed to be limited by reality and unable to call upon a make believe hero from a cheesy island that was 'inside your heart'. Izuku and All Might were laughing now. Recovery Girl just sighed as she began checking up on Luffy's blood pressure and general well being.

So Luffy's made a full recovery and should be completely back to normal in future chapters. I hope this was a somewhat satisfying conclusion to all that. Also, if any details in these two chapters contradict anything in recent BNHA or OP somehow, I'm sorry, I've been kind of busy lately and haven't been keeping up to date on either. These were written last May with the rest of the story so... I don't know. I've been meaning to catch up again so hopefully I can do that over summer and maybe I'll regain my drive to write this story again.

Anyways, thanks again for reading all this, I really appreciate it. I hope to update soon-ish.

Until then, I hope you all are safe during this whole coronavirus pandemic and my heart goes out to everyone who may be affected and/or still has to work during all this. I wish you all well and I hope you stay safe.