My Hero Academia: Yashiro The First Quirk

Ch.39- Many Regrets

I sat in a chair, they had wheeled her out of surgery about an hour ago, Midoriya was sent back with his mentor to finish his work-study. Iida was currently recovering then he would be sent home. It was almost two in the morning, and I was on my third cup of coffee. My neck was raw from my anxiety-ridden scratching. It was times like this I felt an old itch.

"I got a call…" a voice stated I turned to see Nemuri in the doorway. "You look like shit…"

"I feel like it…" I admitted, she pulled a chair and sat next to me.

"She'll be okay, she's a tough girl." She hushed and turned her chair to pull me into her arms. "I have Nedzu waiting for Shou-chan, I came to check on you. Your neck is all red…"

"I know…" I admitted, she ran her hand through my hair.

"You did good sweetie, no new marks?" She hushed, I nodded into her chest. "Now let it all out…"

(Flashback)

Shouta and I had been living in my small 1R for a few months now, we used our money from our work studies to buy our meals. I also did English tutoring for some extra cash, and Shouta took a shift or two at the cat café we adored. We were making it work but it was not easy.

I was living here as I was disowned when I came to UA, I was on a scholarship for school. They had abused me severely due to my quirk, it caused them permanent hearing loss. I left and moved into this place; it was part of a kind of dorm system for students from other Prefectures. Rent was part of our tuition so we just had to pay for food and other household items.

Shouta joined me a few months ago after Oboro died, he had gone into a downward spiral. We didn't speak for a while then he came to visit me breaking down. He discovered my dark secret that night, that I self-harmed to cope with my life. So, he came out to his homophobic grandfather and was disowned so that he could stay and help me. Lucky his grandparents had paid for his entire three years, so he didn't need to worry about tuition.

We shared my bed, there wasn't room and we didn't have money to buy another bed. Mostly we ate combini foods and instant ramen, we couldn't afford much else. Shouta only had two outfits beside his uniform. We had hunted a found a cheap pair of sweatpants and a shirt for bed at a thrift store. We were a lot closer now, we sleep, ate and trained together.

Shouta was at a shift at the cat café and I was working on some homework, but I was barely able to focus. Living with him and sharing a bed was getting to me. I have had a crush on him for a while now and this closeness was making me go crazy. It was so hard to keep myself from popping a boner at night. Especially since I always managed to cling to him in my sleep…

I heard my phone ring, I picked it up off the floor and opened the message. 'Hey cutie, big sis just checking in?' Nemuri texted, I smiled she was almost graduated now. 'Okay, Shou is at work.' I replied, she began to type back in an instant. 'So, when are going to tell him?' she asked, I groaned, I regret telling her. 'Please let me die in pinning hell' I whined; I can't tell him… Not now…

I heard my ringtone, I groaned and answered, "Hizashi you have to tell him!" she yelled, I groaned.

"Nemuri we literally share a one-room apartment, if he doesn't agree what can we do? I mean he can't go live somewhere else and I refuse to be the reason he decides to be a hobo." I argued, she sighed.

"And I have told you, Shouta loves you back, I mean it. He practically thinks you hung the sun," she stated, I sighed.

"Please Nem, can't you just drop it…" I pleaded, resting my chin on the table.

"Hizashi, please I mean it, he loves you too…" she soothed, I bit my lip.

"Why would he?" I huffed.

"Are you serious? Don't go all self-deprecating on me Yamada! He loves you so much, I mean he wouldn't just live with anyone!" she huffed, he was staying to watch me that's it.

"He's here to watch me…" I muttered, quickly I covered my mouth.

"Watch you?" she stated, "Why?"

"Nothing forget I said anything." I pleaded; I heard her move.

"I am going to be there in ten minutes if you don't answer I'm breaking in," she stated and hung up, I groaned laying my head against the table.

(Later)

I opened the door and I saw her standing there; she slipped past me and began to look around my apartment. Not that she would find anything, Shouta had tossed all my razors, and the switchblade was in my pocket. Once she finished, she marched over and frisked me, I jumped and she pulled out my blade.

"God damn it…" she huffed and shoved it into her pocket. "How long?"

"Before I even attended UA…" I muttered, she pulled me into a hug.

"Oh, hun, why didn't you tell me…" she soothed, I felt the tears building up. "So, he found out…"

"Yeah, it's the reason he came out…" I muttered, she pulled back.

"You are an idiot." She stated and flicked my forehead. "He didn't know you had this, did he?"

"No…" I confessed.

"Where?" she asked, I pointed to my upper thighs. "How many with this?"

"Ten…" I answered, she went to the kitchen and took out the two knives we had.

"I'm taking these too," She informed and picked up her purse tossing them inside. "I won't tell the school… I know your scholarship would be on the line… Hizashi please call me when you feel that bad, I will come here any day any time. You are doing this when he isn't here, right? If you keep it up, I will stay here with you when he can't be. I will put my career on hold if I need to, you hear me. You're my little brother, and I love you so much."

She pulled me close and I teared up but nodded into her chest, after all this time… I still didn't understand how I got people like Nem, Shou and Oboro in my life. No one cared, I was used to that. Why did they care so much? I began to sob; I don't deserve them!

(Shouta's POV)

I finally was home, I put my key in the door and stepped in, I kicked off my shoes I stepped into the room. Looking at the bed I dropped my bag. It was Nemuri, she was holding Hizashi it looked like he had been crying. She looked to me he eyes told me more than her words could. He had been self-harming again and she stopped him, I teared up.

"I took the knife he was hiding from you; I am also taking the kitchen knives." She informed, I nodded and she pets his hair. "Shouta I need to talk to you."

"What?" I asked as I sat down on a cushion.

"You love him, don't you?" she asked, I felt a flush spread across my face.

"I-I…" I stammered, she smiled.

"You do, I can tell…" she stated, I nodded blushing harder. "Tell him."

"What..?" I stated, she looked at me.

"He loves you too, he told me and Oboro that… He still doesn't think he deserves love; prove to him he does." She affirmed.

"Nemuri, I don't know how… I never saw it; how would I know." I argued, she shook her head.

"You can, I've seen it, you're subtle but I can see how much you love him. All you have to do is prove it, and I know you can." She soothed; I bite my lip. "What would you do right now if he said didn't think you cared?"

"I'd tell him I did, I mean he's all I've had, he made me break out my shell. He's the reason I could be happy, he's the reason I can smile… He means so much to me… Without him, I don't think I could go on…" I rambled, she smiled.

"Tell him that." She stated, I looked up at her. "Well I have to head home, please Shou, at least think about it. I know you two were always meant to be together, Oboro agreed…"

She laid him down on the bed and picked up her purse and left the apartment. As the door closed shut, I felt a hot tear fall down one cheek, my eyes hurt, I rubbed them in frustration. Don't cry, you have to stay strong, for Hizashi. I slapped my cheeks and I looked at him as he still slept.

(Later)

I got out of the bath and came back to the main room. I saw him sitting up, he had his face in his hands. Walking over I sat on the bed next to him and put my arm around him. He flinched and turned to me; he was crying again. I felt my gut wrench, he looked to me, lost, I leaned over and kissed his forehead.

"Shouta?" he stated, I pulled back to look at him.

"I wish I could make you feel better, it breaks me apart to see you so upset. I love you, you're my everything, and I will do anything for you." I pledged, he looked at me his eyes wide. "I mean it, I can't imagine a world where I'm not by your side. I can't go back to a world without you…"

"I don't understand…" he stated, I cupped his cheek.

"You deserve love and I will never stop loving you for as long as I live…" I swore, he leaned his cheek into my hand.

"I'm dreaming aren't I…" he muttered, I pulled him close and kissed him.

His lips molded against mine, his lips were so soft, I rubbed his cheek with my thumb as I licked his lips. He opened his mouth and our tongues met, I nipped at his lips as I tried to pour all my emotions into him through this kiss. Soon we broke apart, I pulled back and I saw him gaze at me, his cheeks flushed and his lips a bit red.

"Still think you're dreaming?" I asked he touched his lips in shock.

"Shouta… I…" he began, I smiled and he closes his eyes. "I LOVE YOU TOO!"

I winced as my ears rang, he kept his eyes close tight, I leaned over and kissed his hair. I felt his fingers grasp at my top and I saw tears start to fall down his cheeks. I felt my heart drop but then he looked up at me flashing a bright smile. I leaned my forehead to his and held him closer to me, I am never letting you go.

(End Flashback)

(Shouta's POV)

I entered the room and I saw Hizashi leaning against the railing of her hospital bed, he was asleep. Nemuri was at his side rubbing her hand up and down his back. She looked to me and I felt a small bit of relief lift, he hadn't relapsed. Looking to Yashiro I saw her all looked up clearly under some anaesthesia.

"Both her arms were badly broken, fractured collar bone, concussion and bruised ribs. They say she will be waking up tomorrow, they had to do some pins to set her arms back." She explained I went to her bedside and stroke her hair softly. "She used her quirk to save a falling kid, not herself…"

"Just like…" I muttered, like Oboro.

"Shouta don't go there." She stated I rubbed at my face. "She won't die like he did."

"I won't let that happen again," I swore.

"You need to stop blaming that on yourself…" she stated, "What am I going to do with you two…"

"Hn…" I heard I turned to see her face scrunched up in pain.

"It's okay, you're safe." I hushed, standing over her she began to open her eyes.

"Dad..?" she questioned, I nodded. "There were more of those things…"

"What things?" I asked, she groaned a bit.

"What hurt you…" she muttered, I hushed her. "I saw them…"

"It's okay…" I hushed.

"It was them, Dad, I saw them by a water tower, those guys…" she stated, I stroked her cheek.

"Shush it's okay, you don't need to worry about all that right now…" I lulled; she began to close her eyes.

"Is the kid okay?" she asked.

"Yes," I assured as she began to settle back down.

"I'm glad…" she muttered before she fell back asleep.

"Hizashi mentioned that it was the same creature from USJ, there had been four of them attacking the city. Apparently Shoto-kun took down one, he's resting here from overusing his quirk. Gran Torino took down the one that grabbed Yashiro. Teams were able to take down the rest but it was pretty bad…" Nemuri explained, I ground my teeth in anger.

"We need to find and stop them," I stated, she nodded as I saw Hizashi begin to twitch. "Zashi…"

"Mhmm…" he muttered and began to sit up and looked to me and tears filled his eyes. "Shou…"

"It's okay," I stated and walked over to him and he raced up to tackle my waist. "She'll be okay…"

"My baby!" he sobbed, I held him close gently running my hands up his back and through his hair.

I held him hushing him as I felt my heartbreak as he sobbed, it was the completely heartbroken sob. I haven't heard it in a while but it still hurt as much as it ever has. Hizashi was always very emotional, he had a big heart and seeing it hurt was beyond cruel. But I was feeling my own pain too.

My little girl who I took in and swore I would protect has been hurt. I should have never let her come to Hosu I should have pleaded FatGum to not come. I should have made her tell me the truth, I am her father and I need to protect her. And I failed, and she doesn't deserve that. People have failed her enough in her young life.

I will protect both of you no matter what, I swear it. No matter what I will make sure I do everything I can to protect you. I never want to see either you hurt like this. I will not fail you both, I will not let you meet that fate. That fate that took Oboro away all those years ago, the reason I became an Underground hero and even accepted the job teaching. I was lucky today; I will not fail. I swear it on my life.

(Hizashi's POV)

Nemuri had left to head back home, she had patrols to do. Shouta and I sat in chairs pushed together and I leaned to hold his arm and lean against him. Looking to the bed I saw Yashiro was still resting, her chubby face was beet red and her neck and collarbone area were covered in angry purple bruises. They had her in a neck brace at the moment so that she couldn't move her head too much.

I knew that this was bound to happen at some point when she decided she wanted to be a hero. Still, I did not expect to see her like this so soon. She was still a kid; she was still in UA not even in her second year. Yet here she is in a hospital during her work-study, it was too similar.

I closed my eyes; it shouldn't hurt so much now but it still does… Some days I still feel the way I did when we both stood in the rain in front of the rubble. At the moment it felt like the world had stopped, in a way I guess it did. Everything changed after that day, I began my dark descent and Shouta began to put everything onto himself.

I knew Shouta was doing it again, but I know now was not the time to confront him. I was still an emotional mess, still had that itch that I needed to fight off. At times like this, I really wish I was stronger, that I could help my husband more. I kinda felt like I was failing him today…

Nuzzling my cheek against his arm I looked back at our daughter who lay still in her bed. It looked unnatural for her, she always moved always squirmed she never slept in this position. She always was either sprawled out or somehow wrapped herself like a sushi roll.

"Aizawa-san, Yamada-san may I speak with you both in my office. I want to fill you in on her condition." A voice stated, I looked to see the doctor in the doorway and we both got up.

"Yes, Doctor," I stated, I will be a better father and husband. I swear it.