As many students and Pro Heroes stood around the crater, mostly passed out or injured.
In front of them stood Izuku. Huffing as his broken right hand hung down motionless. He rose up his left hand, claiming victory.
The battle was over… Two years later…
After Story
Jirou's Guilt Chapter 1
Rock music, she heard rock music her whole life. Now she could enjoy it to the fullest as she walked down the sidewalk.
It's been a long time since she could enjoy music. It always reminded her of times before the battle, before it all went wrong.
Her music stopped for a bit before she noticed her phone rang. She took it out to see it was Yaoyorozu, she answered, "hello?"
"Hello, Kyoka, I was wondering if you were going to come to the study group today?"
"Oh," Kyoka jumped, "right, I will. I'm just going to see him first."
Silence on Momo's end, "you won't—."
"I'm passed that, I promise."
Yaoyorozu sighed, "if you say so. See you then."
Jirou kept walking until she arrived in front of a hospital. The wind blew as she went in. The hospital was empty, baring a few people sitting in the side. A sight after the years of hospitalization.
She made her way to the counter, "h-hello."
"Oh, Jirou, are you here to see him?"
"How is he?"
"Still the same."
Jirou forced a smile, "okay, can I see him?" The nurse nodded before handing Jirou a pass. She waved at the nurse before heading to the elevator. She almost memorized his room. Floor 4. Room 45.
When she arrived at the fourth floor, she took a deep breath before walking in into Room 45.
She found a chair, "hey, Kaminari…." She said to a coma induced Kaminari. "I'm sorry I missed out on showing up yesterday, school got intense." Jirou laughed naturally before looking over at him. His eyes closed, resting as if he was asleep. He didn't have a right arm gone.
Jirou smiled, "I— I been alright, you don't have to worry." She reached to her bag and took out a sheet of paper. "See, how ridiculous school is. I am getting 80s, too much." She said and only silence filled the air. "I'm sorry. I know you're probably tired of hearing me… vent. I try not to do that too much, but—."
She clenched her fist with the paper almost tearing, "I still feel guilty for what happened. I'm sorry, I wasn't strong enough." Her eyes widened when she realized tears were beginning to form. She wiped her eyes before getting up, putting the crumbled paper away. "I'm going to study, I'll come back tomorrow, I promise." She walked over to Kaminari's body.
She leaned over and kissed his cheek, "wake up soon so I can go on a date with you." She smiled, more sadly than embarrassed.
She got up and jolted out the room. When she got out of the room, she was met with a black haired lady with a white electric streak on her hair. Kaminari's mother. "Jirou…?"
"Hello Mrs. Kaminari, I am just leaving."
She nodded before Jirou ran past her. Running, Jirou didn't look back until she arrived at the stairs leading down. She stopped by the ledge and took deep breaths, trying to stop herself from having a panic attack.
She collapsed to the ground before sitting with her knees up to her chest. She wrapped her arms around it, shaking. Her eyes trying to not tear up, closing shut.
She saw him pushing her out of the way during the battle. Before facing a villain and getting his right arm blown off.
She opened her eyes wide as a single tear fell. She wiped it and got up, slouching down. She began to trail down the stairs. Mostly empty, seeing a few physicians here and there. She quickly composed herself before exiting the stairs and arriving at the front lobby.
Turning in her pass to the nurse, she waved goodbye and went off.
Jirou looked at her notes, writing a bit more as she compared it to Momo's.
"Jirou?" She looked up to see Momo standing, "is everything alright, you usually ask for help when you don't get something?" Momo not had short hair.
Jirou smiled, "I'm alright, thanks for asking."
Momo sat beside Jirou, "you don't want to talk about it this time?"
Jirou looked sighed as she leaned back against the chair, "which part? That I want to go inside his room one day and see him smiling? The love part? Or the part where I am to blame?"
"The last one…"
"Yaoyorozu… I—."
Momo put her hand over Kyoka's. "I know you suffer from the worst result. I know it wasn't easy for you, but you can't keep this up. You're not looking well lately."
"I am fine."
Momo glared, "you're not. I know you're not. I thought I was fine. I thought I was fine too. But going back to class and most of you classmates aren't there was not easy."
"You have it easy!" Jirou raised her voice. "Did you push someone to losing their arm in battle? Did you give up and caused that same person to push beyond his limit? Were you the reason that person might not have a future?"
Momo looked on, "I wasn't there for many of our friends. You honestly think I don't feel guilty either?"
"You don't love anyone."
"I love all of our classmates. You don't get to complain because you love them romantically."
"Shut up," Jirou got up, "you just live in your rich girl mansion and talk about how less perfect things are. You have it so easy."
Momo was shocked, not insulted by the comment. Jirou got up and said, "I'm going home. See you in class."
Jirou closed her bag and took out her headphones. Before she could put one in, "Kaminari was reckless. He was foolish and it's his fault he is in a coma."
Jirou didn't even widen her eyes. She threw her headphones and bag down, turned around. "I'm going to break your fucking nose if you don't reword to what you said with my name on it."
Momo, with her arms crossed, "Kaminari was reckless—." And loud enough for it to echo, Jirou punched Momo in the face.
Momo was almost thrown back until she fell on her bottom, not flinching at the very least. Jirou didn't hesitant to get on top of her. Screaming, "Reword it, you bitch!" Jirou punched Momo in the face. "Reword it now!" She gave her best friend another punch, tears flowing down.
Momo only looked up, bruises on her cheeks. Staring at her broken friend.
"Why!?" Jirou screamed. "Why did this have to happen!? What did I do wrong!? What did I do!?" She continued to cry. Leaning down as Momo embraced her. And Jirou sobbed as Momo got up, allowing her to be a shoulder to cry on.
"I can't do it anymore Momo… I can't… I thought I could… I thought I was going to be fine. But I want him to wake up. I want him to be here. I miss his smile so much. I hate this so much. I hate it. I'm so lonely…"
"You're not alone though," Momo whispered. "The rest of class 1A is here for you Jirou… even if it's not the person you want. I know it's hard for you, I know… but… you can't bottle it up. It's okay to admit it." Jirou continued to sob, "it's okay to not be fine. Just stop acting like you are, you're only hurting yourself."
Jirou awoken, sleeping on Momo's bed. She looked over and saw Momo sleeping on a chair nearby.
Jirou didn't remember when she blacked out. She looked at her hands and saw some knuckles bandaged up. She wiped a few tears before seeing the empty dark room.
She looked over as saw Momo had her phone on. Noticing the battery was running low, Jirou walked over and took the phone. Knowing Momo's room a bit, she went to the corner to plug it in the charger.
Jirou looked at what Momo was previously doing.
Shocked to find she was looking through online news article. She gulped and looked over at Momo who was resting silently before pressing history.
Her eyes widened and tears began to flow down.
Seeing Momo searches consisted of the whereabouts of Bakugou, Todoroki, and Izuku. An article containing how to help someone through losing their quirk. How to help a friend who can't walk. How to help a friend through emotional break downs. And what things to do with a friend who wakes up from a coma."
Jirou almost sobbed but kept her silence as she put Momo's phone to charge. Jirou kept on wiping her tears, mumbling, "they aren't stopping…"
Taking a long deep breath. She looked over at Momo and smiled, "you try too much."
Jirou walked over and carried Momo, softly and quietly as she could. Momo stirring in her sleep before Jirou carried Momo to her bed. "Thank you," she kissed Momo's forehead. Before walking over the other side of the bed, laying down. A smile on her face, she slept in happiness.
It was a dream of a memory. Jirou waking up to Kaminari telling her how strange she looked she sleeps. Leading to him getting poked by her ear jacks.
Jirou opened her eyes, finding herself laying at Momo's bed. The sun striking through the blinds gently. Jirou looked over as saw Momo was already awake, absent from her bed.
"Jirou!" Jirou popped up and saw Momo standing by her door. She had her uniform on. She still had the bruises from the punches. "I called your parents last night and they are aware that you are sleeping over. So do not panic." Momo blushed, "I went ahead and made a clean uniform with your size and the proper clothing. So just take a shower, I will not allow you to be late to school."
Jirou looked at her uniform she wore, looking a bit messy. "Right." Momo bowed softly and was about to go on her way, "Momo, I'm sorry for the things I said and did—."
"I rather get punched in the face than see you bottle up and break apart." Momo turned around, "but you said you would break my nose and you didn't. If you're going to say such slanderous claims and then make the threat. Make the threat happen."
Jirou giggled, "right."
Momo smiled softly before walking off. Allowing Jirou to be alone. She gave a soft sigh, I have amazing friends…
Jirou waved at classmates. School was out and Jirou was ready to return home. She took out her phone.
"Jirou!" Jirou looked back and spotted Momo.
"Oh, I was about to text you. I was going to ask if you want to study…?" Jirou's voice faded as Momo huffed and panted. Momo was clearly in a rush. "Momo, is something wrong?"
"Jirou, I—."
Jirou's cell rang. She looked over at it and saw it was an unknown number. She answered, "hello?"
"Is this Jirou?"
"Mrs. Kaminari?"
"Yes, I am here to call you that Denki has woken up from his coma. I think since you visited him for so long, telling you was appropriate. I got this number by contacting your teachers, but class must have been out. See you soon."
And like that, Kaminari's mother hung up.
"Kaminari is awake…?"
"I found out by Aizawa." Momo smiled happily, "I was going to break the good news to you."
"Kaminari is awake…" Jirou looked up as her eyes brightened. Before they almost rolled back, and she passed out.
Momo, "J-Jirou!" Momo looked around as other students stared in surprise. "Someone call the nurse! No… wait! Oh Jirou wake up, this isn't the best time to be passing out."
Author's Note: This was always in my mind. It more of a sequel AU. Events of the current manga have happened, but I decided to change them up. So, I won't mention too much and will obviously change some outcomes.
This isn't a continuous story type deal. These are short stories that all connect, but they are just short stories. No big meaning, I'm not trying to create the alternate sequel of MHA. Just stories I thought about. I am going to try making character not OOC, but it will be difficult since I did a time skip and changed events around.
Most of these will be romance heavy, as I will repeat, not trying to create a sequel.
I know some ideas may not land well, but I hope you overall enjoy this as much as you can.