Deku's P.O.V:

As soon as Kacchan is done ranting and apologizing I look at him reassuringly and smile at him. He stars to calm down.

"Kacchan I forgive you, matter of fact I've been forgave you. Honestly you don't even have to apologize. Seeing that you're trying to change already and that says that you care. Just because you weren't the nicest to me in the past doesn't mean your the same and even if you are it doesn't mean that you actually mean harm. I mean you seriously don't think I haven't notice the looks you've given me  the next day. You don't really mean the things you say or do. And that's one of the reasons why I-" I cut myself off blushing immediately. He sighs and hugs me tight. I then hear him coughing and feel something soft falling down my back. I immediately pull away from the hug and look at him. He runs away before I can get a good look at him. I look down at my bed and see my favorite flower. (same flowers as the picture.) Weird. I thought, I then hear a slam. 

Bakugou's P.O.V:

I ran out of the room and into the bathroom. I see purple flowers on my face and start to rip off the flowers viciously shouting profanities in pain as the blood started trickling from my mouth and I started to get dizzy and try to get a better balance but kept knocking things over soon I fell over and was to weak to get back up. I groan in in pain as I throw up blood and flowers. It was as if I was repainting the purple flowers into red as roses or blood cause that's what it is. I couldn't stop bleeding out and the last thing I saw before I blacked out was the beautiful green haired boy crying into my shirt actually he was wailing. 

Izuku's P.O.V:

I gently unlock the door and slowly open it. I gasp in shock and horror as I see Kacchan's body on the pool of blood on the floor. I rush up to him in a worry and kneel down to him. He looks even paler than yesterday. Jesus is this what his mother comes home to? I'm not taking any chances my phone is charged unlike last time so I call the hospital, after telling them this is the second time its happened they told me they'd be on there way. At this point hyperventilating after a while of sobbing. Is this it? Is he going to die? Was this the last I got to see him? Do we have the funds for a funeral? Does he have insurance? I love him please God don't take him away from me. Him and my mother are the most precious things to me. If I had to save him or All Might I'd choose him any day and I love All Might. I carry him to my bed not carrying about cleaning the sheets or anything. While I was waiting for the ambulance to come and get him I mopped the blood up. Jeez how much blood does the human body contain it's a whole pool of the red thick substance. I just wanna know what's going on with him. I don't want to lose the one person I love most. When I was done mopping the floor I cleaned of the blood from when he was knocking things down and I also cleaned the mop for the fifth time. That thing was soaking in blood as I was mopping the floor and afterwards. The walls were still a light shade of red and kinda sticky from the blood. I was rushing yesterday worrying about when he was going to wake up and I didn't want him to wake up hungry and try to get up and feed himself. From what state he was in you would understand. I was second guessing letting him leave the house today because I was scared he'd do this and become vulnerable to villains and lowlife thugs. Knowing him he would have tried to put up a fight anyways making the situation worse.

The ambulance finally show up and put him on the stretcher rather harshly.

"Could you please be a little more gentle with him?" I ask a little annoyed by the fact they don't even care or seem to care.

I go with them and they start asking me a bazillion questions.

" What's his blood type kid do you know" A nurse asks. He looks like a boxer in a nurse outfit.

" Type A" I reply

" You said this happened before?"

"Yes sir"

"When"

"Yesterday"

"Why didn't you call us"

"My phone was dead and I couldn't find his" I really did look.

"You could've drove I saw that car in front of the house "

" First off that's not my car it's his" I say pointing to Kacchan"Second off I don't have my licence." I say I was starting to get annoyed by the questions were they seriously doubting me right now?

"You just have an answer for everything doncha kid"

" Is he gonna survive?"

"Yes we may have an idea of what's wrong with him"

My eyes light up at this did they really have a clue already?

" Was he bleed from his mouth and head or somewhere else"

"How'd you know that"

" Telling from that answer is that a yes"

I nod my head and look at him in astonishment.

That's when we finally arrive.

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