Inko sighed softly as she made her way over to Mitsuki's apartment. As she had promised, she had made plans with her best friend to chat. Plus, Mitsuki wanted to know what was going on with her, Toshinori and All Might. It was rather confusing, her heart itself was confused but at the same time, it wasn't. Holding a hand right over her heart, Inko couldn't help but sigh. Why did this have to be so confusing?

Shaking her head, the young woman reached up and knocked on the door. Waiting for Mitsuki to open the door.

"Inko!" Mitsuki said with a bright smile on her face as she opened the door. Hugging each other, Mitsuki pulled back as she said "Come in, I made some tea."

"Alright." Inko said with a giggle before walking into the little apartment. Though Mitsuki had told her many times that this was until she could finish her internship as a lawyer then they would see what happens afterwards. Inko of course nodded at that.

"Now Inko, what is going on with you and your two lovers?" asked Mitsuki, teasing out of her voice and rather serious.

Inko sighed softly as she sat down on the couch in the living room. Looking on ahead, as if she wasn't really seeing anything, Inko tried to think on what she could really say to her friend. "Well, Toshi made me dinner the other night. Made me some burgers and fries and well, it was good." Mitsuki hummed a little in understanding. "He also sings and plays guitar though he doesn't like to play in front of other people. Yet, he said he'd be willing to play for me."

"Interesting… what else?"

"Well, he um… well one night we were watching movies and he… fell asleep, his head on mine and then I fell asleep." Inko turned to Mitsuki and frowned as her friend made a 'go on' gesture. "I woke up to him cuddling me."

"Oh my god!" Mitsuki stared with wide happy eyes as she clapped her hands excitably and was pretty much bouncing in her seat. "What else?"

"Well, when I did manage to wake him up he fell off the couch."

"He must have been surprised. Though did you hate it?"

"No…"

"Did you love it?"

"Yes… I felt warm and safe."

"You love him for sure." Mitsuki said with a giggle. "At least, this confirms it from what you told me last week." Inko sighed, really starting to regret telling her friend anything about the time she spent with Toshinori. "Now, tell me what you feel with All Might?"

"Honestly, I feel like I'm just loving the fact that he's a hero." Inko said with a frown on her face.

"I'll be the judge of that." Mitsuki said with a smile.

Inko sighed softly and tried to think of all the things that All Might had done thus far. Frowning in deep thought, Inko tilted her head left and right before finally coming up with the right words. "Well, he's spoken to me on how I shouldn't look down on my looks. That any guy would be lucky to have me in his life. That I also shouldn't think of my past if it hurts me and only think on the happy memories I have."

"He's right on that."

"He even made a wish that I would find someone to love me and who I would love."

"Ooooh."

"Then after the shooting well, he stayed with me like I told you, just talking to me to keep my mind off of the pain. He's a kind man, has a good heart and wants to help the world."

"You love him."

"Huh?"

Mitsuki leaned back in her seat as she stared at her friend. "Inko," She began, god Inko would believe that Mitsuki would be a good lawyer with the way she could stare you down like that. "You didn't fall for him because of his looks, but because of his intentions. He's spoken to you, helped you through the moments that you seem to get where you think back on the negative things that happened in your past. And, was pretty much telling you that you are a beautiful woman."

"He called me that at the gala." Inko cut in.

"Even better! You love him and Yagi, that much is obvious but, I can't say who you should choose, that is up to you." Mitsuki calmly said.

Inko sighed softly, of course it had to be something like this. She had to love two separate men and now that she knew this she would have to choose. But the question is, did either of them even love her in the first place? Shaking her head, the young woman looked up only to see that her ash blonde friend had already taken off. Most likely to get the tea ready so they would just relax and enjoy each other's company. Though, what was she to do in the first place? How could she be sure that either of them even loved her in the first place?

Who was the better option?

Maybe it was Toshinori, she had known him a lot longer, though that also assumed that he felt the same for her. 'I highly doubt it…' Inko thought to herself before rubbing her forehead. Why did this whole thing have to be so confusing? Why did it have to be this? Have to be that the whole thing that she had to fall in love with two men that she could never have in the first place?

'Maybe Hisashi was right, I can't get anyone to love me.' she thought to herself, only to slap her cheeks to knock that train of thought out of her mind. She couldn't allow herself to be lost in those thoughts again, that was how she ended up with Hisashi for five years. He talked down to her all that time and it had sunk into her mind like a sponge, she couldn't allow that to happen to her again.

"Inko, you okay?" asked Mitsuki.

"I'm fine, sorry. I'm just thinking really." Inko said with a small smile.

"Okay." Mitsuki said with a concern frown on her face.

"You don't have to worry about me." Inko said with a soft smile on her face.

"Look, only thing I can suggest is that when you are ready, you just tell one of them you have feelings for them. Don't push yourself to do anything, just tell him when you are ready." Mitsuki said as she sat down, it seemed that she was going to let the teasing move aside for this. Had this really been bothering her since the shooting or was it something more? "Inko, just know that I don't care who you choose, either way, one of them will make you happy or they should unless they want to feel my wrath."

"One of them is a hero."

"Don't care, I'll still find a way to kick his ass."

Inko just laughed, leave it to Mitsuki that she would find a way to hurt a hero like All Might. Though that would be something she'd be interesting in seeing. What would happen at the very least, though she couldn't be sure about that either. Though, maybe this day was what she needed after all. Just to be out and about with friends, something that her mind had needed for five years which she couldn't have with Hisashi in the picture. Toshinori or All Might, she knew that they would still allow her to be with her friends.

Suddenly, her phone started to go off, Inko frowned a little as she saw it was a message from an employee. We have a problem at the café, please come as soon as possible.

"I'm sorry Mitsuki, I have to go. We can make plans for next week?"

"Sure, bring Yagi, I'd love to chat with him too."

Inko just laughed and shook her head. As she got up, Inko dialed up for a cab to take her to her café, grabbing her shoes and purse in the process. Once they had it on their way, the young woman hummed a soft tune under her breath and made her way outside. It didn't take long for her cab to arrive and for that she was thankful.

Getting in, telling them where to go Inko pulled out her phone and wondered if she should also make plans with Toshinori as well. She went to shoot him a text, asking him if maybe they could go out to the movies this weekend, just before she could even finish the text though Inko squinted her eyes through the slight glare coming from her side and turned her head.

Her eyes widened as she saw a car heading straight for them, going at high speed. Inko screamed as the car made impact.

The car turning over a few times, glass shattered and spilling everywhere and Inko felt her mind slipping in and out of consciousness as she laid there in the cab.

She had no idea how long she laid there, having no sense of time as she drifted out. Yet, a sound reached her ears, the sound of something ripping. When she opened her eyes, all she could make out was blonde hair and blue eyes looking down at her. The voice, yes it was a man, speaking. "Don't worry I am- Inko? Oh god Inko!" The man said in panic, Inko felt her body being lifted after the seat belt being ripped off of her and being carried in strong arms. She blinked slowly at the man, wondering who he was.

Yet, her mind couldn't process anything, yet her thoughts spoke for her. 'Toshi?' Before she knew what was going on her mind went dark.


Toshinori sat in Inko's hospital room, his elbows resting on his knees and his chin resting on his knuckles. He couldn't help but stare at Inko as she slept. They had managed to remove all the glass from her body and tend to the artery that had been cut. Thankfully, she would live but Toshinori couldn't help but feel like a whole had been ripped into his chest.

'I almost lost her today…' he felt tears building up in his eyes as he opened his hands and buried his face in them, his body trembling like a leaf at the thought of how close he was to losing her today. God, how could he call himself a hero is he almost lost her? He almost lost Inko, the most important person in his life- wait… why was she more important? Yeah, she's a friend but, shouldn't she be equal with the others? 'I almost lost her, oh dear god I almost lost Inko. I… I… I almost lost my best friend…'

No, Inko meant more than that, but how much more?

Lifting his head from his hands, Toshinori looked at Inko and saw that she had a few scratches on her body, bandages on her arms and a bandage on her cheek from a shard of glass cutting her. He knew that there were more bandages on her stomach and some on her torso and legs but thanks to the blanket, those were hidden from view.

God, how could he have been stupid, been blind? He had been looking for Hisashi the whole time and yet he almost lost her.

Letting out a soft sigh, the young man tried to keep himself calm, tried to relax but no matter what he just couldn't let this go. He had to do something he had to do something that could help her. Soon, the door opened and in walked Inko's best friend Mitsuki. He was about to say something to her until she beat him to it. "What are you doing here?" asked Mitsuki.

"What?"

"They only called me that much I know of. I'm the only person they call when Inko is in the hospital." Mitsuki narrowed her eyes only to smirk at him. Okay why did that smirk scare him? "Oh, wait never mind I already know. Like I have for a long time now." Wait know what? Mitsuki walked over to Toshinori and crossed her arms at him as she looked down at him. "After all, the only person that I'd trust my friend in is a powerful mighty hero, isn't that right All Might?"

What?!

"How-"

"Oh I've known for a while, I've seen you on TV months before the bar and never forgot your face. Sure, you're appearance may change but the eyes and hair not so much. I just had to picture you with your hair upward and that was that." Damn it.

Toshinori went to stand until Mitsuki held up her hand. "Inko doesn't know by the way. I never told her and I don't plan too. That is for you to decide." Toshinori sighed softly, he was thankful for that though he couldn't help but sigh. "Just know though, my vow still stands. If you hurt my friend I'll kick your ass, I don't care if you're a powerful hero or not." Toshinori nodded his head before leaning in his chair, his hand over his eyes as he took in a deep shaky breath.

"I didn't think I'd ever see the day that someone figured out who I am." Toshinori whispered.

"It was bound to happen either way. Now, I only had enough time to drop in, I was going to go into work after Inko left my apartment." So that was where she was before the accident. "But hearing she was in an accident I was going to call in saying I can't come in depending on Inko's state but… you're here. You'll look after her won't you?"

"I will."

"Good enough for me, but promise me one thing." Mitsuki said with a soft sigh. Seeing Toshinori nod after he removed his hand, she went on. "If you can find out who did this to her, who tried to kill her let me know and I'll file a law suit on them so hard that they'll wish they were never born."

"Of course." Toshinori said with a small smile on his face.

Mitsuki left after that and really, Toshinori was thankful for that. Letting out a soft sigh, the young man leaned more into his seat as he stared at Inko. The oxygen mask was still in place, and he was thankful for that though he couldn't help but wonder how much of this she had heard. Even asleep, it was theorised that people could still hear what was being said. Though even then, he couldn't really be sure.

Pulling out his phone, Toshinori knew that he would need a change of clothes in case she woke up sooner than expected. He was still in his hero costume so that may not have helped much in the first place even though he still hadn't picked a for sure costume design as of yet. This was, after all a new costume and no one had really seen him in it as of yet.

Shooting a text to Hizashi, Toshinori sighed as he pulled the chair closer to Inko's bed, holding her hand as he let out a soft sigh. "Please wake up Inko, please…" Toshinori pleaded, of all the things that had to happen, did it have to be this? Inko didn't deserve this, how much does she had to suffer before she can truly be happy? Letting out a soft sigh, the young man just gazed at her, reaching out with his free hand and moved a few stray strands of her hair aside.

"I'll be here for you Inko, I'll be here for you when you wake up." Toshinori said with a sigh before resting his head on the bed. Everything started to slam into him, not knowing how tired he was until he could finally relax, even though he just couldn't stop the nagging thought in his mind just how close he was today to losing her. God, why did it have to hurt so much and… why did it feel like he had lost something before?

Toshinori found himself walking through darkness. He could hear voices around him but he couldn't make out what it was that they were saying. He frowned a little and yelled out a name, a name that he couldn't make out. He couldn't help but frown at that, and it made him feel a dull ache in his chest. It felt like whatever was once there long ago was back, but it had been long since dead.

Shaking his head, he started to wander around in the darkness, trying to find someone. Anyone in the darkness. Though he didn't even know which way he was even supposed to go. All he knew was to go forward.

"You've failed her." Said a voice, causing Toshinori to whip his head around. Yelling at them that he didn't fail Inko, that he did all he could, and that she was still alive!

"You've failed the one person who you promised you'd always protect."

"I didn't fail her!" He said, finally finding his voice. Narrowing his eyes, the young man tightened his hands into fists as he said "Inko is still alive. I didn't fail her! I… I…" His voice trailed off, remembering that he had indeed almost lost her. That he had almost lost the one person who mattered to him more than his own life but he didn't fail her completely. He still managed to safe her in the end. Inko was still alive.

Tightly shutting his eyes, the young man tried to get himself to calm down, tried to relax though he couldn't get himself to calm down. "Inko is still alive." He said, more confidence than before.

"No, not Inko." Said the voice, causing Toshinori to frown as he looked up on ahead. A spot light shined on a figure in the distance. Tilting his head, he asked "Who are you?"

"I'm you." Said the voice, yet when Toshinori got a better look he saw that it was him. But younger, maybe when he was eighteen. He remembered his UA uniform without any issue. "I'm the you that forgot the one person you always spent time with, the one person you promised to protect but you failed her."

What? Who could he have failed in the first place? He's been able to protect everyone, everyone that needed protection and he knew that much for a fact but this version of him, was telling him that he failed in protecting someone? Shaking his head, the young man glared down at his younger self as he said "I didn't fail anyone. Inko is the only one that matters to me. I've been able to help her, heal her and I can do so much more for her!"

"Why?"

"Because she's my friend."

"Then you are a fool, you can't accept your own feelings can you?"

"What?"

Now he was confused, how was he a fool? What feelings? What was he even going on about in the first place? "What are you talking about?"

"You'll find out, if you need me to tell you then you're a bigger fool than I thought you'd be." His younger-self said with a shake of his head. Toshinori sighed, this was going to be a huge pain in an ass. Shaking his head, Toshinori glared at his younger-self and demanded to know who it was that he had failed, if it wasn't Inko, then who was it? Who could he have failed?

"Why don't you ask her?" Her? Was he dating someone back in high school that he couldn't remember? Was that who he had been forgetting? If that was the case, then why did he forget her?

Looking over, he saw another spotlight appear and standing there was a tall woman. Maybe just an inch or two shorter than him. Tilting his head a little, he tried to make his way over to the woman only to find himself unable to move. What the? Opening his mouth to speak, Toshinori tried to speak but he couldn't even do that anymore. It was as if someone stole his voice! No!

The woman started to walk over to him, the steps were slow and careful. Yet, the closer she got, the more dread he started to feel. Gulping, he saw that the woman had long black hair pulled back in a ponytail though, that was all he could make out. Her face was hidden from him, covered in shadows of this darkness that seemed to want to keep her identity a secret from him at all costs.

"Why did you fail me? Why didn't you save me?" said the woman, her voice sounded emotionless, dead. As if all the life had been sucked right out of her. Gulping, Toshinori tried to move, tried to speak but no matter what he did, he just couldn't get out of this. He couldn't move!

'Move damn it! Fucking move!' He told himself, hoping that would have been enough to get him to move but no. His body wouldn't or couldn't move.

"You promised me that you'd protect me, that it was your duty and you failed me. You failed to keep me safe from him. Failed to keep me safe just like you promised…" She said a name, no, it seemed that the word itself had been lost to her. Did she forget the word or was the word just lost to him all together even in his own mind?

Toshinori started to notice as she got closer, that there was blood staining her skin. Cuts, going down the length of her arms and legs as it just seemed to pool around her even though she kept walking. Yet, it was when she reached him was when he noticed that this was still the woman from his nightmares. Her eyes, gone, blood spilling down her eye sockets, mouth, nose, ears. Anything and everything that it could.

"You failed me Nori, you failed me and now you must join me as a punishment." She said, grabbing him and seeming to be pulling him down into the pool of blood. Toshinori tried to scream, tried to reach out for anyone to help him out of this. Yet, no one came. Letting out a loud scream, Toshinori tried to break free but even his quirk wouldn't work for him. He was on his own.

"Help me!" Shouted Toshinori.

Toshinori felt someone shaking his shoulder, causing him to all but jump out of his seat breathing heavily and looking around wildly. Turning his wide panic filled eyes to a confused and concerned Shouta and Hizashi. "Toshi?" Hizashi said with a frown on his face, he held a bag in his hands, most likely the spare clothes that he had asked for. Turning his eyes to Shouta, he saw that the man was the one that had been shaking him.

"What's wrong with you? Acting like you saw a ghost or something." Shouta mumbled as he crossed his arms.

"I… I…" Toshinori couldn't bring himself to talk. He wasn't even sure if he was even speaking. It just felt like everything that had happened in the nightmare had really happened. His body trembled, before he could stop himself he held onto Inko's hand and took a deep breath. He could still feel her pulse, she was still alive. Tightly shutting his eyes, taking deep panicked breaths, he tried to get himself to calm down.

"Toshinori, what did you see?" asked Shouta, his mumbling all gone and was now serious.

"I… I just had a bad nightmare. That's all."

"Nightmare?" Hizashi said with concern.

They knew that it wasn't like him to have nightmares. Or at least ones that resulted him being like this. For as long as they've known him, they have never seen Toshinori act like this, he was sure of that. But why did they still looked so concern for him? "Yes, it was a nightmare. Nothing serious." Toshinori whispered, hoping that he sounded as confident as he thought he did.

"Bull shit." Shouta said before grabbing Toshinori by his suit's collar and pulled him up, Toshinori not wanting to wake Inko had let go of her hand, even though part of him wanted to hold onto her a little longer. "What happened."

Shouta's eyes were narrowed, his eyes glowing red and hair whipping around a sure sign that he was using his eraser quirk. Toshinori couldn't fight his way out of this. "I… I just had a nightmare about failure. A voice kept telling me that I failed someone I thought they were talking about Inko but it was some woman with long black hair pulled back in a ponytail. I couldn't see her face." Toshinori went pale thinking about her. The blood… so much blood.

"What did she say?" asked Shouta.

"That I failed her, that I had promised to protect her but failed." Toshinori said, his eyes tightly shut, not wanting to think about the nightmare anymore.

"How long has this been happening?" asked Shouta.

"Since Inko called me Nori by accident, it was small, but the nightmare was worse this time." Toshinori said, causing Shouta to curse under his breath. The blonde looked between his friends with confusion and fear still in his eyes. Not sure what it was that was happening around him, all he knew was that the nightmare freaked him out. It had to mean something but he just couldn't think of what it was. What could have caused such a nightmare in the first place.

"Toshinori, listen to me." Shouta growled, shutting his quirk off as he blinked and stared at the blonde. "I can't tell you what this nightmare is, but Inko is the solution. I think, you helping her was also a subconscious thought. You wanted to help her because you tried to help someone like this before and failed. You locked the memories away because you couldn't handle it… But now, not just because of Inko using an old nickname you don't like but because you love her."

"I don't-"

"Don't fucking kid me here Toshi! You love Inko, come on!" Shouta all but shouted, dropping the blonde to the floor as he glared.

"Shouta don't-" Hizashi tried to speak up but his boyfriend cut him off.

"He needs to hear this Zashi." Shouta growled out. "Think about it, you were just waking up from a nightmare and grabbed onto Inko's hand, and you calmed down. The way you talk about her, the way your first thought of 'failure' for that nightmare was failing Inko. You almost lost her and I bet that was the first thing you were thinking when you were let in here after they finished stitching her up."

Toshinori nodded his head.

"See, this proves my point. Toshinori, you love Inko, better yet you may as well be IN love with her. You spend a lot of time with her and you've been so much happier with her than I've ever seen you." Shouta pointed out, his eyes narrowed into slits. Toshinori couldn't look him in the eye, how could he? He was right though, everything he said had been what he felt or had done. Turning his gaze to the sleeping green haired woman, Toshinori went through everything that had gone through his mind lately.

He even called her beautiful at the gala, something that as Toshinori he'd never do but as All Might he would. He had saved her from being shot but who wouldn't? Talking to her to help her relax, just helping her throughout all of her problems and going so far out of his way to make her happy. Even saying that he'd sing and play for her when with others he couldn't do it because of his fear of performing.

"I… I love her."

"Finally the idiot gets it." Shouta grumbled.

"She doesn't love me though."

"Toshinori don't start this."

"Come on! I've barely known her a year, not even six months and I'm already in love with her. What more can be done? She was in an abusive relationship for five years, what am I supposed to do?" asked Toshinori.

"Well, just tell her that you do love her, even if she doesn't feel the same that you both can be friends." Hizashi said, sounding a little more calming than his boyfriend.

"Though I have a feeling she feels the same way." Shouta calmly said with a roll of his eyes.

"I doubt it." Toshinori grumbled.

"Shut up and change already, you've been asleep long enough and she may wake up at some point and would love to see you awake and in normal clothing instead of your hero costume." Shouta said with a glare.

Toshinori sighed softly before making his way to the bathroom that was in the room and went to change. Thankful that they got him something that wouldn't let him stick out so much. He threw on a white t-shirt and long green pants with a belt. Making his way out of the bathroom he saw that they had already left. Figures. Though he also noticed the bag was by his chair so that made things easier for him to throw his costume in.

Making his way over to the bag, Toshinori threw in his costume and sat down, pulling the chair closer to Inko before holding her hand once again. "Inko, I won't fail you again, I'll do everything within my power to make sure that you are never hurt again." As for how he'd do that, he had no freaking clue.

Letting out a soft sigh, the young man just sat there, holding her hand as he waited for her to wake up. Only to end up falling asleep once again though this time he didn't have any nightmares.


Toshinori groaned a little as he felt something going through his hair. He tried to wave it off only to hear soft giggling. Blinking his eyes slowly, Toshinori lifted his head and rubbed at his eyes and turned his head to the source of the giggling. Only to stare with wide eyes. "Inko!" He hugged her, body trembling in relief. "Oh thank goodness you're alright." He whispered softly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you. Um… Toshi? Did you pull me out of the car?" asked Inko.

"No, they called me after you got here. All Might saved you, he was out on patrol." Toshinori said softly.

"Oh, they must have noticed that I was trying to text you." She tried to text him? Huh.

Pulling back, Toshinori looked at Inko as he asked "I need you to tell me Inko, what happened? Do you know what could have made anyone want to kill you?" Inko just shook her head before looking away. That was something that he didn't want to see. He had hoped that she had an idea as to what could have made anyone want to do this to her though, the main thing was that she was alive so that had to mean something.

"Though…" hm? "I think it was Hisashi."

"What makes you think that?"

"He did try to shoot me remember?"

"Okay point taken."

He'd have to get his friend to look into the cameras by the crash site. There was a camera around that area that much he knew. So if they could get the footage of that then there was a good chance they could either see who drove the car, or at least the licences plate. Turning to Inko, he saw that she was drifting in and out again. He chuckled a little saying "Just stay awake a little while longer okay? I have to get the doctors to look at you real quick."

Inko nodded her head and watched as Toshinori went to get the doctor.

Toshinori had a gut feeling that Inko was right, that Hisashi was so desperate to have her back that it was starting to make him think.

Hisashi didn't care if he couldn't have Inko, that if he couldn't have her, then no one could.

Toshinori would have to start making plans to have Inko protected at all times though what could he do for that? Rubbing his face, the young man took a deep breath hoping to calm himself, though he just hoped that he could come up with something and soon. He couldn't bare it if he lost Inko, his heart couldn't handle it.