prompt: "Is that blood?" "No?" "That's not a question you're supposed to answer with another question."


Shuzenji Chiyo, famous Recovery Girl, official nurse for U.A. High School, likes to think that she's seen it all.

She's seen the various injuries that heroes get themselves into. She's seen the rough bruises and bleeding cuts that Todoroki Enji sports ever since their days at U.A., the bleeding holes in the back of Iida Tensei's legs, the broken, bloodied body of Aizawa Shouta, the gushing hole in Toshinori Yagi's ribs. She's healed students injured in training, civilians with broken bones, even animals sporting broken limbs.

Yes, Chiyo would like to think that she's seen it all.

Until she realizes that there's much, much, much more she hasn't seen.


It starts with Toshinori bursting into her office in his muscle form. There's a wide smile on his face—a wider one than usual.

"Chiyo-san!" he shouts.

She looks up from her work and clucks her tongue disapprovingly. "Toshinori, you'll overwork yourself again."

He ignores her comment and skids in front of her desk. "I found a successor!"

Chiyo blinks. Well that was unexpected.

"Who?" she asks.

"Well…" Toshinori has the nerve to look a tad sheepish and he takes a seat in front of her. "This is gonna be a story…"


Chiyo's first introduction to Toshinori's successor is at the entrance exam. He's curled up on the ground, clutching his broken hand. His clothes are torn up and his face is dirty.

So this is Midoriya Izuku.

She clucks her tongue as she makes her way past the crowd of U.A. student hopefuls, and their whispers drift in and out of her ears.

"What the hell is his Quirk?"

"He's all broken…"

"Tch, and for an obstacle that has no points too."

"He's got no points. There's no way he's gonna make it in."

"He went to save some girl."

"Pftt it doesn't matter. He's not getting in with a performance like that."

Chiyo frowns at the mutters. If only they knew how U.A. scored…

She stands in front of Midoriya Izuku. He's not much to look at, she thinks. Messy green hair, freckled face, round face, green eyes. There's a slight bulge in his arms — he has muscle perhaps, but not enough. Certainly not enough for a Quirk like One For All.

He was Quirkless, she thinks. Toshinori-san must've seen something in him.

She heals him, and tells him not to get into any more trouble, before leaving. Chiyo doesn't think she'll see him any time soon.


Halfway through the school year, Chiyo finds Midoriya Izuku in her hospital wing more than once. Many, many times in fact.

Unbelievable, she thinks as she stitches him back up, heals him with her Quirk, wraps his bandages. Toshinori-san has got to stop pushing him, or else he won't be able to use his arms.

And so, she tells both Toshinori and Midoriya that.

As she waves them goodbye, she hopes to see Midoriya in her ward less.


Time flies. She finds Midoriya Izuku in her hospital room less and less. His classmates come and go, every now and then, followed by the new students coming into U.A.

Almost two years later, Chiyo hears news of Midoriya Izuku being one of the new Big Three in his year, with agencies offering him positions. It brings a smile to her face as she recalls the scrawny green haired boy wrapped in bandages every other day.

He's really grown.

And then suddenly, he hasn't, because just a moment later, Midoriya Izuku stumbles into the room. His left hand is clutching his right arm and he's limping.

He offers a weak sort of smile on his freckled face. "Hey Shuzenji-san."

Chiyo sighs, having vague flashbacks of the young man as she gently guides him to a bed. He manages to sit down, a grimace of pain flashing across his features as he does so. She sets herself to grabbing the bandages and sling from her cabinet.

"What on earth have you gotten yourself into this time?" she demands. Chiyo feels genuinely concerned for this boy; she's been caring for his injuries ever since his entrance exam and god be damned she didn't consider him as one of her top priority kids.

Midoriya grins somewhat sheepishly. "My three way brawl with Shouto and Kacchan kinda…yeah…"

He drifts off and she doesn't ask him to finish; instead she makes her way over with a warm, wet towel to clean off his wounds. When she removes it, there's a touch of red that makes the poor boy flush nervously and her eyes narrow.

"Is this blood?" Chiyo demands harshly, because for goodness sakes', he brawled until he bled.

Midoriya averts his eyes, scratching his head, seemingly embarrassed. "…No…?"

She sighs, "That's not a question you're supposed to answer with another question."

He laughs, despite her sharp words. "Sorry Shuzenji-san. I'll be more careful next time."

"Coming from the boy who broke his hand every other week," she quips. "But Midoriya-kun, really, be more careful."

He nods and she returns to cleaning and healing his wounds in silence.

Really, Shuzenji Chiyo would like to say she's seen it all. And maybe she has, after meeting the walking disaster that's the new Symbol of Peace, Midoriya Izuku.

But of course, there'll always been another kid to prove her wrong.

Years later, there will be a girl, with fierce heterochromatic eyes, green and gray, and silver hair. And years later, she'll simply sigh, because her blazing ice and fire fists will break more bones than she thinks possible and as she cleans and bandages the girl, she thinks again, that even at her ripe old age, she'll still see something new.


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