Hospital Visits


It's been a few days since the UA attack, and since then Yamiyo was still recovering. She had suffered a broken arm and leg, multiple broken ribs, a simple linear fracture to the skull, and a concussion. She was very lucky to not receive any damage to her spine, but her lungs were also healing from the stress due to her Dark Mending quirk.

Recovery Girl stopped by a few times and helped to speed up her recovery so she could rejoin class and get out of the hospital. So far, Recovery Girl was able to heal her linear skull fracture, some of her broken ribs, and helped a bit with her concussion. But, Yamiyo would be too tired after the healing for Recovery Girl to continue. Yamiyo could heal quickly on her own, but it was nice to have help so she could get back onto her feet and join classes faster.

She didn't know why, but the hospital wouldn't allow her visitors and she was forced to talk to Fumikage via phone call. She believes they did it because they didn't want her to move too much while she was healing or aggravate the stitches and injuries she sustained.

Yamiyo was sitting up straight, right hand impatiently tapping on her thigh. After a few days, she finally had enough energy to stay awake longer than four hours. She was also informed that she would be allowed visitors at four. The cast on her left leg and arm were uncomfortable and felt itchy, as well as the broken rib brace she wore beneath her hospital gown. She glanced at the clock one more time, and she saw that it just turned four.

Yamiyo gasped slightly and turned towards the door, waiting for it to swing open and reveal Fumikage and her classmates. She didn't know how long she stared at the door for, but it was long enough to seem like an hour to her.

She turned away from the door and looked at the clock again to make sure she wasn't missing something.

It's 4:04….

She jumped slightly when she heard the door click. Her head snapped to the door, and she was slightly bummed out to see a man in a long tan trench coat and a matching hat. He smiled and stepped inside the room, closing the door behind him. He reached up for his hat as he walked over to her and lifted it off his head, revealing his black hair.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but didn't get a chance to question you after the attack. You have a lot of visitors, but they can wait a bit." He pulled up a chair to her bedside and played his hat on his lap. "I would've come in earlier, but I was told of your exhaustion and didn't want to ask you questions when you could barely keep your eye open." He smiled. Yamiyo slowly nodded and stared at him with a blank expression. "Ah, sorry. I'm Detective Tsukauchi." Yamiyo nodded.

She felt uncomfortable with her eyepatch off. She had asked the doctors for one, but they refused saying that it was only for injured patients and that she didn't really need an eyepatch. She had received some compliments on her scar, some doctors saying it's 'badass' or made her look cool.

"What question do you need to ask?" Yamiyo replied, reeling herself back out of her thoughts.

The Detective shifted around and pulled out a notepad and pencil from one of his pockets. "I wanted to know what happened, from your perspective, in the attack." Yamiyo tilted her head.

"Didn't you already gather what happened from my classmates?"

"I want to make sure nobody has any conflicting information regarding the attack. So far, all your classmates have almost said the same things, apart from when they were separated. The more information I can gather from who was where during the attack, the better I can get an understanding of it." He explained. Yamiyo stared into his black eyes before slowly nodding.

"Where should I start?"

"When you got to the USJ." He responded.

"Well… when we arrived, Thirteen greeted us at the gates.."

"...Then I passed out." Yamiyo concluded. A few times, she saw him scribble something down in his notepad. Yamiyo sighed and leaned back into the pillows.

"I see. Anything else?" She thought for a moment.

"Midnight was with me when I woke up, but I was quickly rushed out of there. Nothing else really happened after that." She rolled her head. She waited a few moments before turning to look at the detective, who had one silent. "What's wrong, Detective?"

"I talked with Thirteen and Eraserhead along with your classmates and they all said something that you didn't." He looked up at her. "They all mentioned that the warp villain said something about you being a fighter and how some of the villains wanted to… 'see your blood spilled'?" Yamiyo stared at him as her face paled. She shakily turned her head to the blankets in her lap. She shook her head, turning her gaze away. She felt pain over the scars on her body. She heard the heart monitor beep at a slightly quicker pace as her heart sped up in her chest.

"It's nothing serious. My biological parents just messed with the wrong people." She lied. Honestly, lying about her past almost became second nature, along with lying all together. The Detective grew quiet once again. She could hear him scribbling more stuff down on his notepad. "Are there anymore questions?"

"None from me." Yamiyo turned and looked at the Detective in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"We have a question or two, Young Yamiyo." She jumped slightly and choked on her own spit, coughing a few times. She looked at the door and saw All Might standing there with a small white mouse/bear man on his shoulder. The man was wearing a black vest and pants along with a white shirt, red tie, and yellow sneakers. "I apologize for barging in."

"It's alright All Might, I just about finished up here." The Detective stood up from his chair, lifting his hat and placing it on his head. She watched as he put the notepad and pencil back into his coat pocket. "I'll update you when I run through all the information again." He bowed slightly and quickie left the room.

"Hello Yamiyo." The small man said, hopping down from All Might's shoulder. "I am Principal Nezu, nice to officially meet you." Yamiyo smiled and nodded.

"Nice to meet you too, sir. But I wish we met when I wasn't confined to a hospital bed." Yamiyo laughed lightly. Principal Nezu hopped onto her bed and sat by her knees. "Do you need anything?"

"We wished to ask you some questions of our own." Nezu said, paws folding on his lap as he looked at her. "After everything we learned about what was seen and said about the attack, we needed to clear some stuff up!"

"What kind of stuff?" She felt a knot form in her stomach.

"Stuff regarding your second quirk and missing files." Yamiyo stared at the principal blankly.

"Missing files..?"

"Your last medical checkup was when you were four years old. After that, there was one more doctor visit in a completely different area, your first adoption I presume?" Yamiyo nodded. "Then, your files stopped. No more mentioned doctor visits or anything really. Then, suddenly, you just popped back five or six years ago." Nezu stared at her. Yamiyo paled and clenched her fist. "On top of all that, it was only recorded that you had the quirk Werewolf not.."

"Dark Mending." She finished, answering with a shaky voice.

Nezu nodded. He turned and faced her. "We wanted to know why that was." Yamiyo stared at them.

"I… I can't." She mumbled, her head low. "I can't say where I went after I was first adopted… but I can say what happened with the second quirk." She lifted her head a bit and stared at Nezu. His expression told her to continue. "I really don't remember much of what happened… but I remember being brought to a warehouse and meeting some man. Some conversation went on and two suitcases were passed to the man… then I saw a hand and everything went black. I woke up a few days later and I couldn't stop using Dark Mending… I nearly suffocated because of the goop buildup in my lungs." Yamiyo shivered at the memory. It was one of the scariest moments of her life.

"Can you remember where you were brought?"

"It's all blank. I was only able to tell you I really only remember the hand, the rest is all the information I overheard from my adoptive parents. He complained a lot about the cost of it." She chewed her lip and kept her eyes on the blanket in front of her.

She fidgeted nervously in the silence. She slowly raised her head and saw All Might facing the wall with his left hand clenched and his right hand on his face. Nezu was staring at the ground, the smile on his face gone. ".. am I in trouble?"

"No no no! You're not in trouble Young Yamiyo- it's just troublesome information." All might spun around and waved his hands. Yamiyo nodded but she couldn't help feeling that something was wrong. Yamiyo looked towards the door upon hearing it slam open.

"Fumi!" She threw her arms out and her brother quickly ran over and wrapped her in a hug, ignoring the slight pain in her ribs. She bruised her face into his shoulder and she didn't even try to keep the wag out of her tail.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt, but he wouldn't take no for an answer!" A nurse quickly followed after. Yamiyo could hear the woman's heavy breathing and quickly concluded that she was out of breath.

"It's quite alright! We just finished up here." She felt a weight off her bed and she guessed that Nezu jumped off.

"If it's ok with you miss, you have a lot more visitors who have been waiting for a while. Do you want to see them?" Yamiyo pulled away from Fumikage and nodded towards the nurse.

"Yes, please." The nurse nodded and quickly hurried off.

"I guess we'll take our leave now. It was nice meeting you Yamiyo!" Nezu waved before hopping onto All Might's shoulder.

"Get better, Young Yamiyo. All your classmates have been worried about you." Yamiyo smiled and nodded.

She watched them leave and scooted over on her bed to allow Fumikage to sit next to her. "Are you sure you're ok?" Yamiyo leaned against his shoulder.

"Yeah. Recovery girl helped a lot. She said she was coming tomorrow to see if she could finish all my injuries so I can get back to classes soon." She explained.

"Are you sure you want to see them?" Yamiyo sighed heavily and rubbed her eye with her free hand.

"I think so… I just want to see them really. I don't know how they'll react to this. I might become the 'scarred freak' again or the monster." Yamiyo felt Fumikage's stern gaze on her.

"Don't say that."

"It's true though. I might be shunned from the class or be called names or hit again-"

"Why would we shun you or call you names or hurt you?!" Yamiyo jumped slightly and sat up more, looking over Fumikage's shoulder and spotting some of her classmates in the doorway. She spotted Kirishima, Todoroki, Tsu, Midoriya, Mina, Bakugo (surprisingly), Uraraka, and Yaoyorozu. Mina was frowning when she stomped into her room. "Why would you think that?!" She demanded. She didn't seem to be rude when she said this, it was more concern and surprise.

"Uhm.."

"She was bullied."

"Dark Shadow!" She swatted at the quirk's head, making it dive away and out of her reach.

"I'm sick of you dodging this! Just get it over with!" He huffed before he quickly slinked back to Fumikage's chest and was out of sight before Yamiyo could lunge at the quirk.

"You were bullied?" Kirishima looked doubtful.

"We both were, but she would always make herself the main target." Fumikage glanced at her. "As the years went by, they slowly left me alone and started going after her." Yamiyo shrugged and picked at the cast on her arm.

"Who picked on you guys?" Midoriya said.

"Old acquaintances of ours." He quickly clarified. Yamiyo scoffed. "They were mainly verbal, but when I wasn't with Yamiyo they would gang up and beat her up. I've been hit a few times as well, but not as bad as Yamiyo." Yamiyo ran her tongue on the tips of her canines.

"I'm sorry Yamiyo." Yaoyorozu frowned. Fumikage stood and moved closer to the head of her bed, allowing Yaoyorozu and Kirishima sit beside her. Dark Shadow moved from her shoulders and returned to Fumikage "Were they ever caught?" She asked.

"Caught? Hell yeah." Yamiyo laughed bitterly. "You could say they will be in trouble for a long time."

"What names did they call you- ow!" Mina rubbed the back of her head where Bakugo hit her.

"Scar face, omega, rabies, freak-"

"Ok ok we get it!" Uraraka had her hands over Yamiyo's mouth, keeping her from continuing.

"Why Omega?" Todoroki piped up.

"Their the lowest ranking in a wolf pack." Yamiyo explained simply after gently moving Uraraka's hands out of her face. "Moving on- how's Aizawa?"

"He's back in class." Midoriya spoke.

"Already?!" Yamiyo's eyebrows shot up.

"Yeah, he looks like a mummy though." Tsu commented, a hand on her chin. Yamiyo couldn't help but snicker a bit, imagining Aizawa as a mummy.

"Are you going to participate in the Sports Festival?" Kirishima leaned forward.

Yamiyo smirked and nodded. "Recovery Girl is planning on trying to finish up my healing over the next two or so days. I'll be tired as hell, but I'll finally get out of this room." Yamiyo sighed.

"Will you be using your second quirk?" Midoriya spoke up.

"Recovery Girl advised against it because if it's drawbacks. It's also called Dark Mending- do you- ok good- I'm not explaining it a second time." Yamiyo laughed when Midoriya whipped out his jurnal and flipped it open to a new page. "It allows me to basically control shadows and create darkness from my body- which I can also control. The shadows are weaker than the darkness I create and I usually try to use it to either give the darkness a boost or to hold someone down. Darkness is better for defense and attack as it's more solid. But the residue of the Darkness I create pools up in my lungs for some reason." Yamiyo took in a big breath and sighed, coughing a bit.

"Is it a coincidence that you and Tokoyami are siblings?" Tsu asked. Yamiyo laughed and shook her head.

"I was almost adopted a few times, but upon hearing about my second quirk when getting to know me, they left. The Tokoyami's took me in, and I'm guessing they did because we could help each other get stronger." Yamiyo smiled towards Fumikage and he gave a small smile in return.

"Were you born with Dark Mending?" Todoroki asked. Yamiyo stared blankly at him for a moment.

"Uh- Yeah! But I didn't get it at age four." Yamiyo quickly responded.

It would be best if they didn't know right now..

"What age did you realize you had it?" He pressed.

"I was… uh…"

"Can you not remember?" Yaoyorozu placed a hand on Yamiyo's shoulder. Yamiyo rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly.

"My first adoptive parent didn't really celebrate birthdays and didn't care for them at all. I was lucky to even receive word of it from him, but he almost never mentioned it. Only on… important dates." Yamiyo giggled nervously.

"Wait- do you know when your birthday is?" Mina lept towards her.

Yamiyo shook her head.

"Please tell me you know your age?!"

Yamiyo stared blankly ahead before slowly reeling back and bringing her hands up in a shrug with an awkward smile on her face.

"Are you serious?!" They exclaimed.

"I would say I'm fifteen or sixteen, but I don't know." Yamiyo shrugged. Mina whipped towards Fumikage.

"How would you not know?!" She demanded.

"I was never told, if anything, our parents never said anything about it! We held birthday parties on random dates of the year when we all could be there." Fumikage defended himself.

"Adababdaba!" Yamiyo shouted, receiving some odd looks. "Arguing isn't going to change it!" Yamiyo raised her arms.

Mina sighed and hunched her shoulders forward. "I'm sorry." Yamiyo sighed and waved her right hand.

"It's fine." Suddenly, a few knocks turned everyone's attention to the door. The door opened to reveal the same blonde nurse from earlier.

"I'm sorry, but visiting hours are nearly over. I would suggest wrapping up before you get ordered to leave." Yamiyo sighed and nodded towards the nurse.

"Thanks for the heads up Kaiya-san." The nurse nodded and continued to walk down the hallway, leaving the door open.

"Dang it… I knew we should've come earlier!" Kirishima whined. Yamiyo laughed lightly.

"Well, it can't be helped." Yamiyo then hugged Kirishima, Yaoyorozu, Tsu, Midoriya (Who was slightly red), Uraraka, and Fumikage. Todoroki and Bakugo hung back, not walking over for a hug.

"Get better Yamiyo!" Mina beamed.

"Can't wait to see you again!" Uraraka waved and followed Mina out. Yamiyo smiled at Tsu who stood in front of her.

"I wanted to say thank you for saving me. I don't know what would've happened if you weren't there, ribbit." She leaned in and Yamiyo hugged her tightly, Tsu hugging her back.

"It's no problem Tsu- oh! What happened after that? I didn't get enough time to see what happened to you guys.." Yamiyo pulled away.

"I was able to keep out of reach from that hand guy along with Midoriya and Mineta. If All Might came any later, we would've had to fight against him." Yamiyo sighed heavily.

"Thank god that didn't happen." Tsu nodded and smiled at Yamiyo.

"I'll see you in class Yamiyo."

"Don't push yourself too far." Yaoyorozu stated. Yamiyo giggled and nodded.

"I won't." Yaoyorozu smiled happily and followed Tsu out the door.

"Bye Yamiyo!" Kirishima, Midoriya, and Todoroki filed out.

"I'll call you tomorrow." Fumikage stepped closer, hands in his pockets. Dark Shadow erupted from his chest and engulfed Yamiyo in a hug.

"I'll be waiting." Yamiyo laughed as Dark Shadow clung to her.

"I don't wanna go yett!" He cried.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow, Dark Shadow!" With a little more coaxing and promises, Dark Shadow finally detached himself from Yamiyo and returned to Fumikage with a sad pout.

"Bye." Fumikage waved and walked over to the door, glancing at a still and silent Bakugo before exiting the room.

Yamiyo stared at Bakugo. For the entire time they were all there, he didn't say a word or really do much other than staring at the ground and whacking Mina upside the head.

"So-"

"Are you an idiot?" Yamiyo was a bit taken back.

"Eh?"

"You run off and not even five minutes later you're being pounded into the ground, bloodied, injured, and in need of rescue from that Nomu thing." He snapped, finally looking up at her for the first time in his visit.

Yamiyo stared at him, surprised and confused. But… there was something in what he said that made her a bit irritated. "I'm not as fragile as I appear. If you haven't noticed, I didn't get these scars from lounging around for the past- what? Eleven, maybe twelve-ish years all while you were sitting in your home?" She snapped, then sighed and looked down, shaking her head. "Look- that last part wasn't fair for me to say. But I still stand by my words. I'm not as fragile as I appear to be." She looked back up, only to have arms wrap around her.

Before she could even process what was happening or return the hug, Bakugo was already out of the room.

Yamiyo was still frozen and processing what was going on when Kaiya-San walked in from the left where her friends had left, giggling. "You should've seen the look on that boy's face, all red-" She froze and stared at Yamiyo, only for her eyes to crinkle, hinting that she was smiling. "What happened?"

"I-... I don't even know." Yamiyo admitted. Kaiya-san only laughed more at Yamiyo's still figure.