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Don't worry you guys I'm still alive[Barely]
Gonna be updating now these next few days so lets start with this beauty first!
Don't own anything!(wish I did...)So enjoy!!
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Dull was never the right word or even in the vocabulary of any patient in a mental hospital. Things might drone on for days, but nothing is ever dull.
The staff usually letting a few of the more stable patients into the recreational rooms for creative therapy. The bare basics of being able to express yourself through any time of creative method.
She never even touched paint before she was entered here. The last time she was even drew anything was when she was a little girl. Father never allowed individuality if one was suppose to be a possession. Now she let her canvas convey her message, the pure emotion, the epiphany of decade long entrapment.
Each stroke of the brush being drawn out effortlessly. There was no restrain in her movement. The canvas always showed splotches of dark colors intermixed with heavy strokes indicating her rage and fear. Now though, they held calm light strokes with concentration that she had never felt before.
Without realizing it she focused all her thoughts on the boy that made her feel safe. She let her brush flow with ease as if she were carving the emotions she felt when she thought of him. The smile that small shimmers of his joyful voice and the glint of excitement in his eyes.
Setting down her brush she eyed the canvas with thought recognition. It was the painting of a green opened forest. The branches of the tree covered in light coats of white indicating snow along with other vibrant colors and hues coating the sky and background.
"My goodness! Rei-san it's so lovely!" A nurse spoke walking by admiringly the painting.
"Thank you." She said still dazed at her own painting.
"A calm forest winter...is this the way I view the tranquility you bring?"
The boy was many things, but a representation of winter? That was strange.
"Ok you guys we'll be heading back to your rooms now. That's all the time we have today." A nurse spoke as she started building a few patients back to their rooms. The same nurse that complimented her painting gave her a warm smile.
"If you'd like you could keep it in your room. It be a waste to leave it here." She spoke making her way to a few other patients.
Rei looked once more at her work before picking the canvas up with a gentle touch.
"I'd like that." She whispered carefully holding the paint delicately as if it were glass.
That day she placed the painting against the wall across from her bed. The radiance of it making her more joyful and energized each time she gazed upon it.
"I wonder when I'll see you again..." She wondered out loud.
She wouldn't have to wait long.
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To say the Todoroki siblings were concerned about their mothers new found joy was wholesomely understood.
If they were to be honest it scared them.
Fuyumi being the first to notice the more lively tone of her mother. A little more pep in her step than usual.
"You seem more...happier than usual." She questioned as she stared a little too hard at her mother.
A small blush dawning on her perfect skin.
"Really? I haven't noticed..." Rei said gazing at nothing and fiddling with her hair.
Not really satisfied with the answer she said her goodbyes and thought of ways to get to the bottom of this.
Natsuo was the next to notice. Though he didn't question it out right due to fear of upsetting her mood. Instead he interrogated the nurses vigorously and questioning any medication that they were giving her. He said he's goodbyes leaving a distraught staff in toe.
Than that left shoto who...was well shoto. The Bi-colored boy just smiled at his mother's happiness. It being a long time since he ever saw her this way. Though he had a really bad nagging feeling in the back of his mind as he left the hospital.
"I don't know why,but I feel like punching and hugging Midoriya Right now..."
Having that odd thought in mind he didn't notice a hoodied figure walking into the hospital after he left.
The hoodied man leaving flowers for Rei, before the nurse could question him. All they could see of him were burn marks and black hair before the man disappeared. A swirl of blue smoke left in his trail.
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A week had passed before Izuku had visited her again. Unable to control herself she hugged the surprised boy with such force it almost caused them to fall over.
Izuku in his stir of surprise balanced both of them before either of them could fall to the ground. The boy's leg muscles and balance being at their peak.
"Thank you Gran torino and your hellish training..."
"Midoriya-san! I'm glad your back!" She spoke. The excitement in her tone and the bright smile on her face making him smile as well.
"I'm g-glad you enjoy my company." He stuttered slightly as he hugged her back.
From the nurse's point of view it looked like the duo we're embracing eachother as distant lovers. Internally she gushed at the prospect before returning to her station.
" A young man in the clutches of a mentally broken married woman in need of love...the juicy stories I can make from that!"
The nurse giggled to herself gaining weird stares from other staff members.
Back with the mentioned duo they had started light chit chat talking about the event's in the past week. One of which Izuku mentioned bumping into a little girl with white hair wrapped in bandages. He told the story of how he couldn't help her due to circumstances. Seeing him in a state of distraught she hugged him gently pulling him close to her.
"It's ok Midoriya-san...you'll help that girl again soon. You always know how to make a person feel safe...you'll be a great hero in the future." She whispered soothingly into his ear gently rubbing circles against his back. He smelt of pine and nature which made since of how he was.
Izuku held her tighter realizing the woman was the same height of him making it easier to hold her. Her slender figure almost fitting perfectly in his arms. Subconsciously he sniffed her hair gaining the sweet aroma of cherry blossoms.
"Has she always been this beautiful..."
The two held eachother for what felt like hours. A knock on the door alerting them that visiting hours were over.
Reluctantly Izuku was the one to separate from the hold as a deep blush rose to his cheeks.
"Time s-sure flies by here huh?" He stuttered getting a light laugh from her.
"It sure does! I didn't mean to be so...clingy today." She fiddled with jer hair as pink dusted jer cheeks as well.
The two hugged before Izuku departed again. As soon as the door closed she quickly grabbed her pillow and held it close to her chest. The pink turning crimsom as her heart was beating out of her chest.
"He's as old as Shoto yet...his muscles felt like that of a man!!"
She felt a new feeling rise in her heart and didn't know what it was. Staring at her painting she contemplate on her feelings of Izuku and that of her well being.
"Oh god...I love my son's best friend!"
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That's all for now folks!
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