"After the particular injuries that he obtained, this, at the very least, can be expected." The doctor flips a sheet of paper back down onto their clipboard, "What's important is that we can work with this. With retrograde amnesia, there is a very strong likelihood that he will recover most, if not all of his memories."
The man had called in the doctor after Hizashi's unintended question. He hadn't answered the question verbally, but his stricken expression told him a lot. He was meant to know this man.
He's starting to get restless now, He wants answers and with the doctor talking to the man about what happened to him like he isn't right in front of them is really starting to get on Hizashi's nerves. Just because he apparently has amnesia doesn't mean he can't understand anything! He thinks he's hiding his displeasure pretty well but one glance from the unnamed man and he's clearing his throat pointedly towards Hizashi.
This seems to kick the doctor into remembering that Hizashi exists outside of a clipboard.
"We need to form a baseline of what you know and how much you remember. Do you know your name?" The doctor asks. Hizashi glances over to the man who seems to stare directly into his soul. He guesses that he'll find out who he is after the doctor's questions.
"I'm pretty sure that my name's Hizashi. Yamada Hizashi?" The man blinks at his admission, and the doctor makes a note on his chart.
"That's good, that's good. Not a complete loss then. Do you know what date it is?"
"N- no?" The doctor makes another note. Hospitals do have that innate quality of messing up the perception of time but he genuinely doesn't remember.
"Do you know what what happened before you got here? Anything from before today?"
"No." He says stronger than before, this is the time for him to get answers as well. "I know my name but I don't remember anything before today. What happened to me?"
The doctor nods briskly, "I'll give you a brief rundown. You're 31 years old and you were caught in a villain attack in which you received a head injury that resulted in your present lack of memory, but there's no need to be alarmed." Hizashi widens his eyes incredulously in response to that, he thinks that there's plenty to be alarmed about.
"You have been healed physically and your memories are expected to return in due course but," He levels a look at Hizashi and the other man in turn, "That does not mean that you should in any way try and force them to. Let them return in their own time, forcing them will only stress out your mind further and push back your recovery." Hizashi nods in agreement, He doesn't even know how he would force his memories back anyway so it's a moot point at this moment as far as he's concerned.
"The best chance to recover your memories is to return to your normal life with your regular schedule to naturally prompt them. So, I recommend that you be discharged from our care as soon as possible after some final checks." The doctor's eyes turn to the man at Hizashi's bedside as he continues, "I'm sure that Eraserhead here will be able to answer any further questions you may have."
He glances over to the man sceptical. Eraserhead? What kind of name is that?
He and the man thank the doctor for his care before he leaves the room, then the man, Eraserhead apparently, turns his laser attention to Hizashi once again. Hizashi decides to hit him with a question before he has a chance to speak.
"Eraserhead?" He has to ask.
"That's my hero name. My actual name is Aizawa Shouta."
"Hero name? You're a hero?!" Hizashi lightens up some, voice rising in his excitement. He knows about heroes and how they help the public and take down villains. Somehow this information has stuck in his brain, but not anything more personal, like the fact that he knows a hero! Aizawa seems amused by Hizashi's enthusiasm if the small smile he's wearing is any indication.
"So are you." Hizashi's jaw drops at this revelation, "Present Mic, you have a voice quirk that allows you to raise the volume of your voice to ridiculous levels. Don't-" Hizashi deflates a bit from where he was gearing up to try it, "-try it now. We're in a hospital."
He recovers from this little setback and he looks down at his hands, "I'm a hero, whoa." he says softly. This was a lot to take in. Aizawa looks on with unreadable eyes as worry suddenly dawns on Hizashi.
"My quirk," He makes frantic eye contact with Aizawa, "What if I can't control it? I don't remember anything, what if it slips?!"
"You don't have to worry about that. Things like that would be like muscle memory yo-"
"But what if it isn't, what if I hurt someone?" Hizashi interrupts.
"You won't." Aizawa's solid reply knocks him out of his panicking state and he pauses before hesitantly replying.
"How can you be sure."
"I know you and what you're capable of. I know you can keep a lid on it." He replies steadily, "But if you're really so worried my quirk is erasure. I can erase your quirk if it gets out of your control."
His hero name makes more sense now.
"You can erase my quirk, ok." He takes a deep breath and thinks about that for a moment before it sinks in.
"You can erase my quirk? That's so useful! You must be in high demand with a quirk like that!"
Aizawa looks shocked for a moment, before a small smile rises on his face. What a strange reaction.
"Not as much as you might think, I'm an underground hero. My quirk isn't as useful when people know what to expect." Hizashi takes that in for a moment.
"Something tells me you're not fond of the fame either." Aizawa nods ruefully in agreement.
"That's also true."
He gathers himself before asking something that had been bugging him this entire time.
"Aizawa-"
"Just Shouta." Hizashi's eyebrows raise in surprise. They were that close?
"... Shouta. Who are you?"
"... I already said-"
"No, I heard you. It's just- Who are you to me?" Hizashi looks at Aiza- Shouta as he takes in the question.
"We're friends."
"Friends." He repeats back slowly, can't help feeling a bit disappointed.
"Best friends." He admits. "We went to school together and we started living together when we graduated." Well, not exactly what he was expecting when he woke up to a handsome stranger waiting at his bedside but he can't say that he's unhappy with this.
"Best friends, huh? So we'll be going back to our apartment later?"
"Yes, It'll be better for you at home." Hizashi warms up at that. Home. "After you reorient yourself a bit, we can introduce some of your old routines back into your life, that is," He takes a side glance towards Hizashi, "If you're feeling up to it." Hizashi nods in affirmation.
He thinks as long as the Shouta is beside him as he rediscovers the world and himself, he could probably do anything. He has that bedrock, dependable aura about him, and, in the brief time that Hizashi has known him, he likes him.
No Beta, here we dive straight in.
Thanks for reading.