Tsuyu sat outside the nurse's office waiting for permission to enter from Recovery Girl. She was worried for Midoriya, after the attack he was the most injured from all the students. He was being the hero that he always is, but she didn't get to thank him for saving her. She supposed she could have just done it when school was back, something made her decide against it. Recovery Girl came out and pointed into the room without a word.
"I figured that someone else would be here besides Izuku." She spun to face Recovery Girl. She remained silent and made her way to the her desk. She sat and waved the frog girl off as if she had better things to do. Tsuyu swiveled on her heel as she crouched back down to be comfortable. She took a few steps forward to the curtain that Deku was behind. She moved around it and sat down on the side of the bed where the green hair and short boy was staring out of the window. The bed squeaked as she sat getting his attention.
"T-T-suyu?" Izuku eyes grew wide and wrinkled his nose in surprise.
"Yes, you got my name right, I apologize if I'm intruding but, I wanted to thank you." She said matter of factly.
"Oh, No need to thank me, you- you saved me too. So, no need. If you weren't there I would have probably lost. I wouldn't have been able to protect anyone without the motivation. You had an awesome quirk that helped me a lot and you did great. Saved me and Mineta. We would have been dea- not in good shape if it was for you." Midoriya eyes welled as he ranted.
Fighting all the compliments and the feelings she had associated with them. "You really like to rant, huh, Ribbit?" His face began to turn a bright red.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Curling himself into a ball as he best he could given his condition.
"Don't be. It is cute." He turned a darker red and turned away from her. Tsuyu slimpy tilted her head to the left to look at him.
"Y-y-you think I'm C-c-cute?" He looked as if he wanted to sink into the floor.
"Ribbit, while that's not exactly what I said, I said that I thought the ranting was cute." Tsuyu shifted on the bed not knowing why she was uncomfortable. "Although, you are cute."
Izuku rubbed his cast against his upper leg. "T-Thank you, I think you are cute." He turned to face her and smile. "You are firm but not harsh, you are cute, and intelligent and it shows. You are this awesome girl, that is strong and tough, And I'm sorry you were in danger because of my ineptitude." He wiggled uncomfortably as his breathing quickened. Her face had a blush rush over it. The usual deadpan delivery and indifference seemed to be broken at the moment.
"What?" She croaked. Trying to remain composed from the feelings rushing through her body.
"Uhh… I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." He started moving his arms wildly. "I didn't mean to… to… well, I did mean to say what I said, but not for it to upset you." He turned seven shades of red as he talked.
"It is okay, Deku. Just wasn't expecting that. I think I need to start heading home before my parents freak out." She regained her composure. "The next two days are going to be school free and then its the weekend so really four days. If you want to hang out sometime let me know." He smiled.
"Definitely. Goodbye, Tsuyu."
"Goodbye, Deku." Tsuyu turned back on her heel and move to the door to the exit. Before she could step out recovery girl stopped her.
"May I take a minute of your time?" She had a stern look on her face. Asui responded with a simple nod. They both walked into the hallway. "What are your intentions with him?"
"He is a friend." Recovery girl raised an eyebrow.
"What I heard was more than a friend." She kept her cold stare trained on her victim of interrogation.
"As of right now, he is a friend. I haven't thought about anything past that." Tsuyu touched her hand to her chin in thought.
Recovery Girl sighed. "Listen, I'm not going to try to stop you two, however I need you to understand a few things, young lady. Alright." She crossed her arms.
"Yes ma'am." Her tongue twitched as it hung out the corner of her mouth.
"First, you are both heroes. In case of civilians or one of you, you pick civilians. Understood." Tsuyu nodded a single time to confirm. "Second, No fraternizing on campus. Obviously, Some PDA is fine but nothing overboard please. Save everyone the embarrassment."
"That will not be a problem." Tsuyu assured to an unconvinced Recovery Girl.
"For now," The nurse said sounding skeptical. "Third, don't let this keep either of you off your path to becoming heroes. You both are very capable and have a lot of potential."
"I would not let a friend keep the goal from me recovery girl." The girl croaked at the old woman.
"Wait until he isn't just a friend." The old woman nodded. "Fourth, Are you sure you can handle dealing with someone like Midoriya? He is reckless and will want to protect everyone he can. He will continue to get hurt even after he learns to control his quirk. It would hard on any one to love him and not worry." She started a rhythmic nod to her own statement. Tsuyu kept her usual calm and blank demeanor.
"I think that you have seen his recklessness as a hindrance and I must disagree with you. He is a calculated and intelligent individual, he understands the risk and the pain he will suffer and only acts if he must. He is a good leader off of the few interactions I have had with him, when he learns to control his quirk and gains confidence he will be one of the best." Tsuyu licks her lips and looks up to the ceiling in deep thought. "While, it would hard for anyone to deal with someone like Deku it has two parts. The first they would have to understand and care for him. The second is someone has to love him." Tsuyu concluded with looking back at Recovery Girl, who was shaking her head. She uncrossed her arms and threw them up above her head.
"Fine, it might not be love now, but wait I have a feeling." She crossed her arms. "If you are anything like what I'd assume, I'd like you to come by the office," She motioned to the door to Tsuyu's right, "and talk." Tsuyu looked at the door and back at the nurse
"Thank you, But why?" Tsuyu asked lacking understanding why.
"Just come by okay. Now, Get going home before we get a call." Recovery Girl waved her off. Tsuyu began walking to the train station to get to her home. Her mind wandered as she walked and wondered how she was supposed to feel about all of this. She said that some of the feelings that her and Midoriya felt must have been because of closeness to death. The cute comment didn't mean anything to them right? Just friends right. She realized that she hadn't asked Izuku what he thought that meant. She contemplated texting him and asking but decided they were most likely going to cross paths soon anyway and would ask then. She made it to the train station without incident. She could have walked home but she was instructed to get home quickly by the school. The most logical approach was train. She waited patiently for the train, The night was cool and she was feeling the chill in the air. It wasn't bad but her blood was cooler than normal people thanks to her quirk so she felt it more. She felt herself getting tired as the chill took over she got up and paced while she waited to stay awake.
She loved being out of enclosed spaces even if it was just an elevated train platform. The platform was almost clear except for a few commutters so there was plenty of space to pace. She stood up and cracked her back as she took her first few steps. The Train only took another 5 minutes after she started pacing. The train was a smooth ride and with the pacing to get her to wake up Tsuyu drifted off on the train.
She was standing at a kitchen counter in front of a stove cooking for a family as she had done many times before. She was older maybe ten maybe fifteen years older, she couldn't tell. She was disoriented, as if she wasn't sure what she was doing there. She saw a small child come in and she smiled at him.
"Mom, what's for breakfast?" The scentence shot up her spine like a gunshot. She wasn't sure what to say she felt like there was no good answer and no understanding.
She jolted awake. Before she got a chance to respond to the dream the train stopped and let everyone off as she followed the crowd. She and her Nightmare/Dream faded into the dusk of the evening.