My Hero Academia: Aspirations

Chapter 61

Aspirations
Chapter 61

Screams. Blood. You felt the people around you as though you were connected to them. Your limbs were stretched out beyond what they should be, your tendrils extended beyond that. You could feel strength flowing into your body.

Your mom. You could hear your mom. You tilted your head as you looked at her.

She was screaming for you. At you. Trying to stop you.

She stopped yelling at you. She was fading.

You disengaged from the villains. Their bodies fell to the ground, twitching and unconscious. The exhilaration faded and you could feel your body starting to crash. You made your way to your mother. She protested, pointing at your father. So you made your way towards him and, using the last bit of strength in your body, got him on his feet instead. After all...he could save your mom too...

As you woke up, you reflected on the fact that you were going to have to swallow your pride and admit something that you didn't want to admit to. It had not been an easy thing for you to do. admitting that Hawks had been right about his bed last night was far easier. His bed was amazing. But laying in said amazing bed after waking from a nightmare about the worst day you'd ever faced, you remembered that you had no money for travel expenses. That unless you wanted to be trapped on Kyushu, you needed to ask Hawks for a loan. Asking him for help after everything that had transpired last night was going to be hard. 

Although internally you grumbled to yourself that it should have been a compensation fee for abducting you. If you'd been charging him by the hour at a normal job rate he already owed you a day of wages. If you charged him your hourly session fee, he owed you a lot more than that.

You tried to fix yourself up as best you could. You were able to tidy up your hair before stepping out of his room. Or trying to. When you had tried to open the bedroom door, there was a wing in your way. Said wing was attached to a slumbering Hawks. He'd fallen asleep right beside his door, sitting upright. Seeing him like that, so unguarded, made you pause. He looked so young. Logically you knew he was around your age but he looked like he'd blend in with one of the students so relaxed like that.

Part of you hated to wake him up. The other, louder, part of you reminded you that it was all his fault. If he hadn't taken you, you wouldn't have needed to wake him up. In fact, he could have been asleep in his own absurdly perfect bed.

"Hawks," you called out to him. "Hawks, wake up."

Now you could have tried to get through the doorway without waking him up. You could have squeezed by his wing. But that seemed rude and, after last night's demonstration, potentially painful. Something about his quirk let him control the hardness of his feathers on top of manipulating them individually. On top of that you'd found out first hand that some of the spots on his wing were more sensitive than others. You didn't want to wake him up horny almost as much as you didn't want to be sliced up.

"Hawks," you tried again.

Hawks opened one of his eyes, tilted his head as he angled his shoulders, and looked back at you. The look on his face wasn't so youthful anymore. But you could tell that he wanted to know why you were calling his name.

"Let me by."

Hawks yawned and stretched. He stood up slowly, stiffly. You watched as he stretched again. His wings expanded with that full body stretch. And you realized that you had been staring. You reasoned with yourself that it had been a harmless enough thing. His back was fascinating; the fact that he'd stripped himself of his uniform shirt as he slept meant that you were able to see how his wings fit into the muscles of his back. At least briefly.

You regretted your curiosity when he turned back around with his trademark confident smile.

"See something you like?"

"Studying," you told him honestly. "You improve your craft one way, I improve another. And mutant quirks are something I need to improve on."

"You could have just said 'yes' you know," Hawks teased.

You rolled your eyes and, by process of elimination, found where you could rinse your mouth out. Again, seeing as he abducted you, you had no qualms taking some of his mouthwash to do so. When you turned back around you saw Hawks staring at you very intently.

"What?" You asked him seriously.

"I'm enjoying the view," he told you with a grin. "You seem to be comfortable here. You should stay over more."

"You took me in the middle of the night and pretty much wouldn't let me go home. I didn't choose to stay here willingly."

Hawks winced at the barb. You brushed it off as you found your way to the toilet and closed the door behind you. Which meant shoving some of his wing out of your way to make that work. As he'd been awake, you worried less about getting sliced up by accident. Besides the stubborn man had watched you rinse and gargle, you refused to let him see you empty your bladder and bowls.

By the time you'd gotten out, Hawks had started on breakfast. He didn't seem to be very skilled in the kitchen but he'd put together a decent plate of scrambled eggs at least.

"Is that for me?" You asked as you saw two plates.

Hawks nodded, taking a seat at the small western styled table. You wondered if there were any benefits of being stubborn and refusing. As you couldn't find any, you sat down across from him to eat. He seemed to be trying to make eye contact more than once but you purposefully ignored that. Once breakfast was done and the dishes brought to the sink for him to wash later, you decided that it was well past time.

"Since you took me without warning last night, I need funds to get home. I'll refund you when I get back."

"Or you could wait till I get a call that'll take me by U.A," Hawks said in a reasonable tone. "It'd be a lot faster to let me drop you off on the way than it would be to take public transport."

"And when would that be?"

He grinned playfully. "Who's to say? It could be an hour...day...week..."

"I'm not staying another day, much less a week," you said in frustration. "I can't."

Even with the mostly open floor plan of the place, Hawks had stuck close by you the whole time you'd been at his apartment. He'd slept outside of the bedroom door, had been crowding in the bathroom and toilet area, and now he was crowding you in the kitchen.

"Hmm you can. You might not have noticed, being without your cell phone and all, but I booked all your sessions for the week."

Your eyes widened. "Hawks...you didn't..."

"Oh I did."

"Hawks, no."

"Oh, Hawks yes."