After my day in ICU, I was transferred back to the room that I had originally occupied before my surgery. It wasn't nearly as painful to move from the room, in fact, I requested to walk there myself. The doctors were compliant with my request feeling that it was in my best interest to let me walk there on my own as an exercise. I had been bed ridden for a few days, and it was certainly beneficial to get my lungs working again.

I made it to the room, but was immediately winded. I sat down on my hospital bed, taking breaths that were weak but deep as I tried to regain the oxygen I had lost from my lungs during the venture. The nurse fretted over me for a bit, but once my breathing was under control, she seemed more comfortable with the situation and less worrisome. I moved to lay in the bed, pleased I had walked to the room myself. I wished that Toshinori could be there to see my efforts, but I knew he was working and protecting so many people. His popularity was gaining and quickly. He hadn't been around at regular times nearly as much, and when I heard from him, it was sporadic. He was getting busier…or…he was losing interest.

No! I shook my head to expel the thoughts from my mind. I wouldn't stand for thinking like that. I was fine. He was just a busy Pro-Hero. He's a popular Pro-Hero. Nothing more! He takes his job seriously and his lack of conversations with me was due to his work and not his desire to break away from me.

My days pressed forward regardless of Toshinori's messages and visits. He did visit occasionally. During one such occasion the doctor was information Toshinori and I that during my radiation and chemotherapy treatments, it was common for patients to lose their hair. He suggested that a cover or wig be purchased, at my discretion of course. After the doctor left, I trembled and cried a bit, panicking and gritting my teeth through my anger and depression at the lose of another part of what was making my pretty to Toshinori.

Toshinori took that with him and I suppose he internalized it because the following day he came to visit me late at night with two beanies, an All Might beanie, and a lavender beanie with a sunflower on it. When he visited, I wasn't really myself, as I had started my chemotherapy and was not entirely feeling well when he visited. I was conscious and lucid, but I felt nauseous and I gave him my pudding cup because I couldn't bring myself to eat it.

He seemed concerned when he took my pudding cup, but he didn't question my motives. He merely set the beanies down, gingerly held my hand in his before taking the pudding cup and eating it. Better he be fueled with strength from chocolate pudding, I'd probably vomit back up anyway. Waste of food if I did that.

I was still growing bored and tired of being in the hospital. I wanted to leave. Considering that Recovery Girl had done some work on me, I thought I would be out of here sooner. Radiation and chemotherapy, then home free. However, they separated the two treatments. A day or so after my chemotherapy, I had started to lose track of time by now, the days slowly beginning to meld together, I had my first radiation treatment. The doctor and I had spoken previously about have an external beam treatment as it would be the most beneficial to ensure that my cancer did not relapse. I agreed.

The doctor entered my room and smiled at me. "Ready for your radiation treatment Yamane?"

I shrugged, I had grown somewhat apathetic from being here too long. I wanted to go back to living with Toshinori. His visits weren't enough and once I was out of the hospital, I was sure my parents would finally leave me be and go back to vacationing and traveling the world. "After this…I can go home?"

The doctor sighed, understanding my impatience as I had been there a while and when he saw me wandering the halls for my walking exercises, could see my jittery nature. "Yamane, an hour or so after your treatment yes, but you will need to return at least once every week for your chemotherapy, and once every day for the next couple of weeks, you can go home, but you need to be back here at least once every day. I need to administer the radiation treatment to your lungs every day for five days for the next few weeks."

I gave an audible groan before coughing a bit weakly and wincing. "Fine, fine. Just let me go home."

He nodded in apprehension to me. He escorted me to my radiation treatment. It went rather well. I think they exaggerated some stuff. For instance, I thought the moment that I left that I wouldn't have any hair anymore, but as I made my way back to my room, I still had a full head of hair on my head. I guess I wouldn't be needing those beanies, but I'd probably put the All Might one on when I got back anyway, just for fun and to tease Toshinori when he came to visit me as usual.

However, I didn't get that much time to prepare myself with said beanie because the moment I entered back into my hospital room, there was the behemoth of a man I called my boyfriend. He quickly stood up and hurriedly rushed over to me. I tensed a moment before I felt his strong arms wrap around my fragile growing frame. "Ayano! Sweetheart, I was worried."

The doctor raised his hand up and patted Toshinori on the arm, daring for a doctor. I watched in amazement as he spoke. "Apologies All Might, she was getting her radiation treatment. Give her about an hour or so, and the two of you can leave once she signs out. Remember Yamane –"

I wiggled to speak through Toshinori's compassionate, tender hug, "Once every day for a few weeks for radiation, once every week for chemo. I got it."

The doctor nodded before turning to leave. "Make sure she makes it to her bed All Might. Call if there are any complications, difficulties, or you aren't feeling well Yamane."

I smiled in understanding, to wrapped up in my boyfriend's brawny arms to get a nod out. Toshinori nearly shouted though, "I'll make sure se makes it to the bed safe and that she is well taken care of at home!"

I jammed a finger in my ear as I winced and stared up at him. "Could you have been any louder Babe?"

He jolted and released me, placing a gently, recently bandaged hand on my back as he guided me towards my hospital bed. I crawled into the scratchy sheets and laid there, with my oxygen tank being mindlessly lifted by Toshinori so he could move it closer to me. His strength truly was a wonder. The moment my oxygen tank was close enough to me for his comfort, and I had made myself comfortable, meaning I had gotten my All Might beanie from the drawer and was now wearing it, Toshinori took his usual seat in the now creaky and most likely very weak bedside chair.

It gave a whine as he sat down in it and finally focused those wonderful, sky blue gems in my direction. His face light up with a blush the moment he saw the beanie. "A-A-Already S-Sweetheart?!"

I gave a short laugh as I watched his face heat up. The laugh was weak, raspy, and while I had grown accustomed to the sound, it still wasn't my voice. As I chuckled, I gave a wheezy retort, "Yes. I mean, I still have my hair, so I'm not using it for the intended purpose, but I'm using it all the same. Don't want you spending pointless money." I gave him a wicked grin as I leaned closer to him, the bed starting to give a creak when I did as such. "Why are you getting all flustered and embarrassed about it. You're the one who got it for me? You're All Might after all?"

His blushed deepened as I moved a bit closer. His eyes were scanning me. Those deep blue spheres gaze all around my frame, taking in my small form. He seemed to be analyzing me almost. He gave a swift lick of his lips before leaning in and placing a passionate kiss to my lips. A rough…passionate kiss. I wasn't expecting the roughness of the kiss. That startled me. He was gentle, but the kiss was still aggressive for him, almost needy, as if he had been stifling himself back. He probably was considering all the antics I pulled on him regularly.

I kissed him back happily though, but after a moment my cannula did its job and blasted air into my nose causing me to jolt at the sensation. I wasn't expecting it to happen, so as I melted into his kiss, I quickly pulled away and started sniffling. Toshinori gave a confused expression as he placed a hand over my hand. "Everything all right?"

I smiled awkwardly as I wiggled my nose a bit. "Y-Yeah…sorry…my cannula thingy ruined our possible passionate make-out session, right when it could have been getting good."

He was blushing as he bit his lip and rolled it under his top teeth. "I-I-It wasn't g-going to be like t-that…y-y-you a-are still in the h-hospital."

I couldn't help but give a devious smirk as I canted my head to him. "I am, but soon…I won't be. So, what are you going to do to me then, hm…does All Might have any…ravenous plans?"

I was attempting to use the most sensual, sexual, and alluring voice that my hoarse body could project. It seemed to be getting under his skin as he tensed and the red that was on his face drifted to the tips of his ears and his neck. "I-I-I…" Those large hands, one bandaged up, the other newly scarred, started to fumble with each other. He was such a dork. I placed a hand on my chest, attempting to stifle a giggle at his adorable, dorky, embarrassed behavior.

After a moment of fidgeting and avoiding my gaze, he spoke again. "I-I-I was…p-planning a-a nice dinner for u-us…s-something calm. A-A movie to follow…a-a-and then w-w-we…we would go to b-bed…t-together."

This was too easy. That was a minefield of openings. "Oh? Dinner, a movie, and then playtime. You certainly know to take a woman on a date before taking her to the bedroom don't you Babe?"

Toshinori tensed more and nearly shouted, "I-It's not l-like that! I-I-I wasn't –"

I laughed and placed one of my hands over his that were still fumbling. As I laughed, I felt another hit of oxygen go into my nose before I coughed awkwardly and soothed him. "Toshi, Babe, calm down. Don't yell in a hospital. I'm just teasing you, you always get so worked up, it makes me wonder if these thoughts pass your mind still?"

He looked at me confused by the statement. "W-Why w-wouldn't they…?"

It was my turn to heat up with embarrassment. I could feel the heat coming from my face as I tried to focus on anything but his face as I went into a bit of a panic. He had gotten me again with that damned honesty of his. "B-Because…w-we'll I sound t-terrible and I certainly don't look like the most attractive girl on the block."

His eyes lit up as he moved his hands away from mine and placed them tenderly on either side of my face, forcing me to look into those cerulean globes of passion and love. "Sweetheart, you are perfect…even more so with adorable beanies on your precious head." He gave me a swift peck to my lips. I nearly whined for another kiss, but I swallowed the whine. I didn't want to display my personal desires…at least not right now. "I love you Ayano, nothing has changed that feeling, please always remember that." After that pronouncement, Toshinori glanced at the clock on the wall and smiled. "Seems your last hour here is finished. Shall we get you home for a lovely date?"

I could hardly get a nod out. He really was something else sometimes.