~*9:30am*~
"Fuck, that looks really painful, sleeping like that...damn, the bastard cut my hair...oh well, I was thinking about cutting it, anyway...'Zashi-kun...hey, babe...come on wake up, you big, loud doofus, you look really uncomfortable sitting like that..." I hear as I feel a hand squeezing my own slightly. I finally open my eyes to see Manami completely awake and staring at me with concern written on her beautiful face. I blink for a moment to remember what had happened last night and I immediately sigh in relief before smiling.
"I'm glad you're finally awake. I was really worried about your back getting sore or something with the way you were sleeping." She chuckles out. I lean forward to scoot the chair closer to the bed, only to feel a painful pulling sensation in my back muscles I wince harshly and groan in pain at the feeling as I place my free hand on my lower back to try to ease the slight agony.
"Fuck, that really hurt...I guess it really wasn't the best idea to sleep in this chair...I knew I should have slept in the other one across the room." I grumble out in a strained tone of voice while pointing to the bigger, more comfortable looking chair across the room, "Anyways, how're you feeling? Shota told me everything that happened after he called me over here...I was so worried about you, it only took me a bit less than five minutes to get here, since I basically sprinted the whole way here." She smiles briefly.
"I'm not going to lie, I'm hurting quite a bit...but it's to be expected after being stabbed a few times...but other than not being able to move my arms and leg, I'm at least feeling decent enough to sit up and talk to my gorgeous boyfriend." I chuckle at the compliment.
"I'm glad to hear that you're doing alright enough to sit up. I was so worried about you last night."
"I don't remember much after passing out on the sidewalk due to being stabbed a few times...I'm going to safely assume that I had to have surgery due to the stab wounds?"
"Yes, along with a blood transfusion and several stitches in both shoulders and thigh. All of the other small, minor cuts were just wrapped up. I'm glad to see you're doing well, Aizawa-san. How's the pain levels?" I turn my head towards the door to see the doctor from last night. He had slightly familiar, shaggy, purple hair and dark eyes.
"Ah, hey, Doctor Shinsou! I'm doing a bit better than last night, but if I had to rate my pain level on a scale of one to ten, it'd have to be a six. How's your wife and son doing?" Manami asks. He chuckles softly.
"They're doing great. So, do you want to go ahead and take the painkillers now? I have them prepared for you whenever you're ready."
"That'd be great, actually, thank you." He nods and leaves the room briefly before coming back with a small cup of water and a couple of pills, both on a tray. She takes both into each hand and pops the pills into her mouth before chugging the water quickly and setting the empty, plastic cup back down on the tray.
"Those should kick in within about twenty minutes or so. Alright, I'm going to send in a nurse with some crutches and a wheelchair, so if you need anything, just let him know and he'll help you out with whatever you need. I've got to go sign out since my shift is almost over so...hopefully you'll be more careful next time so you don't have to come see me in such a condition again, eh? Oh, and before I forget, she'll be free to leave after signing the release forms as long as you..." He looks at me, "...or her brother is taking her home to assist her for the remaining time that she needs to heal. No more patrols for at least three weeks; I don't want to have to redo those stitches. Alright? Here's your prescription for the painkillers and the release forms I need you to sign and give to the nurse before you leave. It was nice to see you again, Aizawa-san, though I wish the circumstances were better than this." We both nod at him.
"Thank you for treating her, doc. I don't honestly know what would have happened if she didn't have such a rad doctor like you to help her out." I smile, then wince in pain from the horrible pulling sensation in my back.
"It's my job...by the way, I saw how you were sitting, Yamada-san...do you need me to prescribe you some muscle relaxers for the tension in your back, perhaps?"
"That would be great, actually. Thanks again." He nods and writes something onto a small notepad before ripping the paper off of it and handing it to me, then handing Manami one as well. He hands her the release papers before saying, "Take care, you two."
"Bye!" Manami replies to him as he leaves the room before turning to me and smiling softly while gently grabbing my hand and just holding onto it.
"Thank you." She says after a moment or two. I tilt my head slightly in confusion while furrowing my eyebrows at her.
"For what?"
"Staying by my side the whole time, despite being in an uncomfortable chair the rest of the night." she replies while squeezing my hand softly. I chortle softly.
"I wouldn't be much of a boyfriend, or even a man, if I didn't come to make sure my gorgeous girlfriend was okay. Besides...I love you too much to be able to even think about leaving your side. Just the thought of me even doing that at all...honestly, it would completely shatter me inside and out. I really don't know what I'd do without you." I finish while looking down at my lap. I feel her hand leave mine for a moment before being placed on my right cheek.
"Hizashi, please, look at me. Let me see those pretty, neon green lights that you call eyes." I lift my head to stare at her, that beautiful smile I fell for all those years ago present on her perfect face.
"I love you, too. Nothing you do or say will ever change my mind. Ever. If we ever were to leave each other's side, it would most likely drive me to insanity or possibly even kill me because that's how much in love I am with you. Never forget that, Hizashi." She states. I place my hand over hers before pulling it off my cheek and kissing her palm slowly and lovingly. I set her hand down on my lap while still holding it, rubbing my thumb against the surprisingly soft skin of her palm.
"I promise you I won't ever forget that...so, after we get out of here, how do you feel about me taking you out for some breakfast?" and as if on que, her stomach growls loudly, making us both laugh.
"I think my stomach answered your question for me...is McDonalds alright?" I grin at her as she grabs a pen from the table beside her and starts signing her release forms before setting them in her lap after completing the last form.
"Whatever you feel like having is fine with me...in fact, I can almost hear those sausage, egg and cheese mcgriddles calling my name." I sigh in an almost longing manner just thinking about having a few of those.
"I think I can agree with you there...God, what I'd do for one or two of those right now..." she giggles. Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupts our thoughts of food. A young male nurse walks in while pushing in a wheelchair in front of him with crutches set in the wheelchair before smiling at Manami.
"Hello, Aizawa-san! Doctor Shinsou told me you'd have those release forms signed and ready for me to take...and I'm going to assume you're the one escorting her out of here, sir?" I nod before grabbing the papers in Manami's lap and handing them to him.
"Yep! Here's the forms, already signed...babe, do you need help getting into the wheelchair?" I ask her after the nurse takes the papers from my hands and looks over them.
"Actually, yeah, it'd be really nice...are you sure you could do that with the pain in your back, though?" I stand up slowly and attempt to stretch, only to quickly regret doing such a stupid thing and yelp slightly in pain after feeling my back basically say 'fuck that' to me.
"That's a hard no from me...sorry, babe." I grumble to her while rubbing my sore lower back. I turn to the nurse who had just finished looking over the paperwork.
"Can you do that for her, please? I'd do it in a heartbeat, but my back is basically screaming at me from sleeping in a terrible position in that chair for too long..." I explain while still massaging my lower back. He laughs softly before saying to me, "It's kind of my job to help people, so it's fine...by the way, I've got to ask before you leave; aren't you that voice hero/radio host, Present Mic?" I smirk.
"Yep! I take it you're a fan?" His eyes light up as he smiles brightly.
"Of course! I almost didn't recognize you with your hair down and without the hero outfit you're so well known for! You're like, the coolest one of almost all of the male heroes! Not to mention the music you play on Put Your Hands Up Radio is the best...sorry, I'm rambling...but anyways let's get your, I'm going to go out on a limb here and say, girlfriend out of here...?" I laugh slightly.
"Yeah, she's my girlfriend. But not a whole lot of people know yet so let's keep it that way, please...also, I'm going to take a small guess and say you're wanting an autograph?" He nods eagerly as he pulls out a post-it notepad from his pocket, "I'll give you one if you promise to keep quiet about my relationship status...deal? I really don't want to have to put up with reporters swarming me and my girlfriend about it."
"It's definitely a deal! I'm willing to bet my boyfriend is going to be so jealous to hear that I got to meet and get an autograph from you, so thank you. I promise your secret is safe with me, as long as you don't mention to the other nurses that I'm in a relationship with a guy, please...they're rather chatty and my mom is a doctor here, too, and is very good at listening to other people's conversations, but she's very old-fashioned and homophobic..." he rambles hurriedly before I stop him as I take the notepad from his hand, along with his pen off the clipboard he was holding.
"Dude, relax...if you won't tell, I won't tell. You're pretty cool yourself, whether you're gay or not isn't really a big deal to me...in fact, I find it pretty cool and brave of you to be comfortable enough to tell me...a couple of the kids I teach at UA are either bi, pan or gay, but it's not really my business to ask them unless their okay with it. In fact, one of my friends is pansexual, if I remember correctly, but I still care about her as a friend. So, what's your name?" I see his eyes water slightly but he quickly wipes them and says, "It's Daisuke. Daisuke Carlson. My Dad is a full-blooded American, hense the English surname...but my mom is full Japanese, hense the Japanese first name." I chuckle softly as I write out a small message that read, 'Keep being awesome, Daisuke Carlson! Don't let anyone tell you that you aren't! Stay strong and don't ever let anyone tear you down, no matter what! From your favorite Friday night radio DJ, Present Mic'.
"Is your Dad a military man?"
"Police Officer, actually."
"Oh, okay...but anyway, here you go! Now, let's get my girl out of this place before she turns into a real villain...we both need food in a desperate way." I say as I hand him the notepad, earning a look from Manami while she mutters to Daisuke, "Well, he's not wrong..." He laughs slightly as he carefully places the notepad back into his pocket and turns to her before gently helping her out of the bed and into the wheelchair, handing her the crutches to set on her lap. He turns back to me before asking me, "Do you think you can handle pushing her or did you want to let me do that, with your back hurting and all that?"
"I think I can handle that much, at least...and Daisuke-san?"
"Yes, sir?"
"Be proud of who you are. I'm going to do one last little favor for you and play a song that means a lot to my friends and myself when I get on air on Friday night, if that's alright with you...I promise not to mention your name at all, if you don't want me to that is. Just make sure to tune in for my show when it's time for it to start, yeah?" He grins widely.
"I'll definitely do just that." Suddenly, he quickly hugs me and mutters into my chest, "You have no idea just how much this all means to me...thank you so much. I mean it from the bottom of my heart." I smile softly before returning the hug.
"No problem, dude. But if we meet again somehow, next time give me a warning before hugging me. I don't mind hugs at all, just warn me, please." I chuckle as he pulls away from me swiftly, playing with his shoulder-length, strawberry-blonde hair, his forest green eyes wide.
"Sorry about that, I got a bit carried away...but again, thank you." I give him a big smile and say as I turn around to start pushing Manami down the hall, "Not a problem, dude. See you around!"
As we exit the hospital, I call an employee that I knew for a couple of years from the hero agency I work with and explain briefly that we need a ride for us to get to her place so she could change out of the hospital outfit she was wearing. He agrees to it and told me he'd be here in ten minutes before hanging up. As we wait in silence, Manami speaks up.
"That was so incredibly sweet of you, what you did back there...I'm almost willing to bet you made that guy the happiest dude in the universe. I could tell that you gave him so much hope for the future, just by looking at him."
"I'd like to think so, as well...I could tell he's a good kid and will most likely keep our relationship status on the down low; at least until we're ready to announce it to the public, anyway. I have a feeling that he's probably going to be very happy and bouncy for the rest of the day after he reads the little message I wrote for him along with the autograph I gave him." She looks up at me curiously.
"What'd it say?"
"If I remember correctly, it said, 'Keep being awesome, Daisuke Carlson! Don't let anyone tell you that you aren't! Stay strong and don't ever let anyone tear you down, no matter what! From your favorite Friday night radio DJ, Present Mic'." She smiles.
"Awe, that's so sweet! I'm pretty sure he's super thankful for those words of encouragement."
"I'd like to think so, too." I see the car pull up, "He's here. Let's get you home so we can get you changed out of that hospital outfit, then we can go get some food. Sound good?" She giggles and nods as I help her get in the back seat while setting the crutches next her. I turn to the light-brown haired man and say, "Hey, I'll be right back, Kaito-san...I gotta go bring this wheelchair inside, then we can leave...is that cool with you?" He looks at me with his light blue eyes while smiling at me before saying, "Yep! You're good!" I nod in thanks before quickly taking the wheelchair back inside and walking back, sliding in next to Manami. I tell him the address to her apartment complex and he puts it into the GPS before pulling out of the hospital driveway and heading towards her place.