Sorry for the late update- my 9yr old Siamese cat Gale had to be put down and I've been taking it really hard.
The next two in a half days after Mizuki's awakening was filled with hours upon hours of meticulous funeral planning, among other things. Some of which Toshinori and Shota found themselves to both be immensely helpful to the woman whether they meant to be or not.
For instance, Toshinori had helped Mizuki with much of the arrangements. Though not all of them since she would repeatedly remind him that some details are simply best done by the family of the departed.
It wasn't that he meant to intentionally overstep, it's just that he knew from prior experiences- as a casual observer, that planning for the funeral of a child so young must be very trying- emotionally. And he was just trying to lighten the load some.
Something that he had thought that she would appreciate.
And perhaps she did, and she simply didn't know how to show it right then. Which was understandable, considering how busy she had suddenly become. He didn't think that she had even been sleeping these past two days since waking.
She had just initially told them that she wished to cremate her child. However since there were strict laws stating that only specific individuals with special status as either special citizens, hero status, or people within the government with very specific quirks- were the only people that could be cremated.
Everyone else wishing for cremation for someone within their family, or a circle of friends had to petition the government for the right to do so. Stating the reasons why, and how it would be more beneficial for it to be allowed. Otherwise everyone whom died was simply buried.
Shota was sent out scouting by Toshinori after a very, very narrow escape with Mizuki's temper, for churches with nice graveyards not too far from her new home where he purchased a small private plot underneath a willow tree with a wisteria vine climbing up it.
Upon his return to the hospital with the plot papers, info and a picture of the place, he had simply stated that if he had ever had a child that died- the plot that he had picked out would be his ideal one for his child to spend the rest of eternity. He had then handed over an extra set of papers for an adult plot that he had bought for Mizuki, next to her son's plot.
Stating that it was, just in case, before he then walked off.
Later when Toshinori had shown Mizuki the picture of the willow tree with the wisteria, she had simply taken the picture from him and then told him what kind of flowers she wanted for her son's service and grave.
Toshinori jotted down everything and then had noticed how tired she seemed and had decided to leave her to rest for a while if she could, and then left the room.
Looking down at the pad of paper in his hands where he had jotted down the info on the flowers he couldn't help but feel a little bit impressed by the sheer amount of detail that she was putting into things.
White lilies, lavender, blue forget-me-nots, and pink bachelor's buttons.
He had to go to four floral shops just to find what she had asked for, but he'd found the flowers and ordered two medium sized arrangements and one large one. And then added one more of white roses from him before he gave the churches name and address and then left to go to the funeral home to finalize everything.
After all the coffin still hadn't been picked out nor had anyone thought to see to the bodies delivery to the church. However even as he walked up the steps to do those, he found Shota standing there and figured that it was a bit of a wasted trip, but at least everything was done.
Now all he had to do was wait for Mizuki to be cleared to leave the hospital and they could go from there.
The next day Toshinori was informed around five am that Mizuki would be free to leave the hospital now that her injuries were completely healed. Toshi merely nodded at this and began to prepare for departure, however had to wait for Mizuki to be discharged before he could go anywhere.
After all, it wasn't like anyone else really knew where her new home was located.
He did out of necessity. And so did some of his co-workers (also out of necessity) but no one else. This was partially so that Mizuki would have some privacy to settle into her new home and have time to properly grieve before anyone came around to really bother her.
Though it wouldn't stop him from occasionally 'being in the neighborhood' and deciding to see how she was. Just for a few minutes or so. At least until he was certain that she didn't need to see a therapist or something. Though from just observing her most of the time, it appeared that a therapist would be needed at some point seeing as she appeared to either be emotionally numb, or simply emotionally stunted in some way like Shota.
Though he knew that she cared enough about her son to retrieve his remains at great cost to herself and even go to great pains just to give him a proper send off. It still worried him that she hadn't been depressed or crying for her dead child like most mothers would do.
Finally after waiting two hours, Toshinori signed the release forms a few moments before one of the girls he worked with off and on dropped by on the errand that he had asked her to run and delivered the clothing that she had grabbed from Mizuki's new home since the woman couldn't very well walk around in those thin cotton hospital clothes.
Her girl parts would show and people would look at her oddly.
And frankly that was no way to begin one's new life. He had left a little while ago to run an errand himself as All Might, and grabbed a shower, and change of clothing for himself, the new bank information and card that he had in Mizuki's new name sitting at his place, and then zoomed back to the hospital.
All in all he'd barely been gone fifteen minutes thanks to his super speed. But while he had been away he had worried about Mizuki endlessly.
Thanking his co-worker, he was about to walk back to the room and give the clothing to Mizuki when the girl stopped him in his tracks by asking about her. His reply was automatic, "How would you be if you lost your child?" He wasn't trying to be mean or deliberately cruel, though the look on her face made him want to apologize almost as automatically as he had said the words before.
She gave him a shaky smile that wasn't the least bit convincing and told him that she asked because everyone else had been wondering how she was doing.
To say that this surprised him would be an understatement. Usually many hero's didn't bother giving someone more than a passing thought despite what they lost. Yet here his co-worker was telling him that everyone that knew him was concerned for her.
To him, their behavior sounded a little bit fishy. Almost as if they simply wanted to just show up and watch Mizuki as if she were a freak in a freak show or something. But then he supposed that they must think the same of his behavior towards her.
His thoughts were confirmed further when she asked where the funeral for Mizuki's son was being held and then mentioned that some of them would like to attend and send the kid off properly and give her their condolences- Toshinori didn't doubt that there were indeed some among the hero ranks that wished to do those things.
After all, he had a lot of very kind hearted and compassionate friends.
He also worked with a bunch of world class arrogant assholes, and frankly it was pretty easy to tell who had put the girl up to asking such things even in passing.
And it wasn't the kind and compassionate friends.
So instead of tearing into the girl as he wanted to do, he simply told her that no one but the child's immediate family would be attending. Which was a lie. He had already planned to go as moral support and he would be dragging Shota along weather the man wished it or not since he had helped out and knew more about the situation than any total stranger.
And once the boy was laid to rest, he intended to drag Shota and Mizuki both to one of the best places to eat sushi, tempura and some other stuff so that the woman could have something for dinner before she returned to her new home to settle in.
Come to think of it, maybe he should have gone out earlier and done some grocery shopping since he doubted that there was any food back at the apartment.