God, how he hated hospitals. The plain, white walls always seem so... lifeless. And the smell, Oh don't get me started on the smell. The smells they try to hide with all the Febreze or whatever it is. The smell of blood and medicines. The smell of death.
"Sigh"
Why did this always happen? I know she's the successor of one of the strongest quirk, but would it kill her to show some restraint. If she kept this up, well, he didn't want to know what would happen.
"I AM... Being quiet!" As All-Might bursts into the room, deflating into his much less intimidating form, I couldn't stop another sigh.
Now, don't get me wrong, I have nothing against the Symbol of Peace. But he couldn't forget the fact that he is a part of the reason that his girlfriend is close to having both her arms paralyzed.
"All-Might, could you please be quieter? This is a hospital and we don't need to bring more attention to Kushina."
"Sorry about that, Young Midoriya, a force of habit." His voice, once loud, went to a more somber tone. "Are there any updates?"
"Not yet, All-Might." I didn't even try to hide the disappointment from my tone. These were by far the worst injuries she's had.
"I'm sorry, Young Midorya, I wish I could stay. But there is some business I must attend to." As he walk out of the room I just kept staring at the girl I love. I ran my finger over the back of her thumb, her one perfect skin now covered in scars, her right arm still completely wrapped up. So I took out my phone, looked for the melody, and then sang.
Carrollton - Scars To Your Beautiful
As I sang, trying to lose myself in the sound. Singing has always been my release. Expeshely singing with Kushina.
As I sang I swear that I felt her hand tighten around mine. She always loved this song, saying how she hoped it could help people who used to be like her. People who were chasing after the wrong things, impossible things.
As I slowly let my voice die, I started to stand. He needed to find this and help put a stop to this madness. As I tried to take my hand away from hers I felt her grip still there. Chuckling, I leaned down, planting a kiss on her forehead.
"I'm sorry, Kushi, but I have to help end this. This has gone long enough."
As I prayed my hand from her, It took all my willpower not to sit back down next to her. But I couldn't. Not yet.
As I walked into the bathroom he got dressed in all his gear. Sliding on his loose, black pants and tight shirt. I put on the light grey vest and wrapped my shins and arms in combat tape I thought over everything.
3rd person POV
Finally, he put on his gloves, open-toed sandals, and kunai holsters. As he grabbed his mask, White with a drawing of an animal close to a rabbit of a hair, he look it over.
As he walked out of the bathroom, he looked over to the girl he loved. His Kushina.
"Sigh." He had to do this "I'm sorry, My love." Finally, he slid his mask on. and he was gone, a green flash fallowing him.
An instant later we see him on a roof, half a mile away, crouched down, hand on a wired, 3 pronged knife.
"Be ready because I don't have the same code as the rest." His voice is now cold and emotionless. "And I will kill you, All-for-One."
617 words. God, It did not feel so short writing it. When you think about Izuku's vigilante outfit think a AMBU uniform. Well anyway, I do apologize for any spelling mistakes or writing errors. So, Goodnight, I guess.
