The moon is beautiful, isn't it? (eraserjoke)

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[Just play the video, you know what for]

"AND HE WANTED TO PROOF HIMSELF TO YOU!" Allmight pulled Aizawa by his collar, then punched him in the face with all he got left. "And he got potential," Aizawa stood up, shaking on top of his feet as he hit a final punch to Allmight's torso causing him to hit the concrete fainting. "Draw," he fainted, blooding through the concrete.

~

The sun is up. Aizawa opened his eyes as the blinding sunlight got through his tired looking eyes. He looked around finding himself laying on the rooftop with dried blood all over which was barely visible due to his dark colored clothing. He smirked as he thought of what happened last night-he turned his gaze towards a figure on the other side of the rooftop. Allmight.

His eyes were already open at this point, it seems like he's been awake for a while but refuse to move away. He smirked as he notice Aizawa staring at him-guess his hero instincts never left. 

"You got your emotional side didn't you, Eraserhead?" Allmight stood back on his knees, smirking, "never seen you that vulnerable." Aizawa chuckled. "You were actually trying to get yourself killed," he muttered, "what are you? Suicidal?" Aizawa grabbed Allmight's hand as he offered him a help to stand. Allmight smirked, staring at the now empty streets.

"I guess we've got our sides," Allmight mumbled as he stretched his strained arms. He walked towards the exit.

Just before he touched the door, Aizawa shouted, "I owe you are drink!" as he ran towards the former hero and pulled his sleeves up his elbows at the same time. Allmight looked back, raising an eyebrow. "You sure do," he chuckled, "you pulled the first punch." 

Aizawa rolled this eyes, "You're the one talking me to it." He walked past Allmight, down the steps, "Come on, don't make me regret this." Allmight asked, "Early in the morning?" Aizawa stopped, turning his gaze to Allmight, teasing him with an intimidating stare, "Do you mind, former number one hero slash symbol of peace?" Allmight rolled his eyes as Aizawa walked down even faster.

~

She can finally feel her fingers moving slightly as she eventually gained consciousness. Never did she thought it'll be so hard just to open her eyes. As her eyes opened, she instantly felt the world spinning as the light reached her eyes like stabbing-which of course made her decide to close it right back. 

After a while, she can actually open her eyes. She gazed through the room. A patient room-the kind she visited a lot, the one she never thought of being in as a patient. Her sight captured a figure sitting on a couch sticking to the wall. Hizashi Yamada. 

Emi stared in disappointment, she managed a pout. "Hizashi," she mumbled, rasping. Hizashi turned his face towards Emi's half-lidded eyes. Smiling. He stood up right after. For a while he's actually grateful for breaking his headphones the other day, otherwise he wouldn't be able to notice Emi's awake.

"Emi," he greeted excitedly, as he sat on a chair about Emi's bed with his hands folded on the edge of the bed, "I'm glad you're awake."

Emi smiled faintly, "I'm glad...someone's here." 

Hizashi held Emi's shoulder, sincerely smiling, "of course." Hizashi reached his hands across Emi, taking the flower bouquet from a table beside the other side of her bed. "I brought you this last night," he said, "I'm really glad you get to see them before they wither." Emi's eyes shined as she tried reaching for it, excitedly, but before she does, Hizashi carefully placed it in her arms. "Careful, lady," he teased, "you've got some serious injury back there." Emi faintly giggled as she stared at those daisies at awe. 

"Thankyou for being here, Hizashi," she mumbled, fingering the flowers softly as if it was someone's hair. Hizashi tossed a faint smile.

"You wan't me to call Shota?" he asked.

FUCKING LEAVE, FUKUKADO!

Emi faintly smiled, "Never mind."