Sparring Partners (MidoriyaxKendo)

Chapter 11: Anxiety/The Call

"We're releasing you Ms. Kayama," a kind nurse explained, "I trust that you'll have someone help you get home?"

"Oh yes, that shouldn't be an issue," she responds, looking over to a sleeping Midoriya, "he hasn't left my side since I got here, so I can't imagine he'll let me to go home alone," she Nemuri concluded with a smile, while turning her head back to the nurse, "thank you."

With that, the nurse turns and leaves, her green scrubs outlined by the afternoon sun flooding in through the wall of windows. As she's gone, Nemuri throws her legs over the edge of her bed and sits up, looking toward Izuku. She should probably get a little... less gross hospital bed sweaty before going home. She's going to have a handsome young escort home, after all.

Not long later, Izuku awakens to the white noise and tile resonance of a shower running, and the gentle humming of the hero Midnight, all from the same bathroom. He gets up to go to the bathroom just out in the hall, but on his way he bumps into a chair due to still being tired.

"Izuku, is that you?" He hears calling out from the shower.

"Yeah, I just woke up" Izuku offers back with a yawn.

"Ooooh, goody! Hey, can you bring my makeup bag in here? I need something!" The purple-haired showering woman asked ever so pleasantly.

"I guess, but aren't you in the shower?" He called back with a very concerned and questioning tone.

"Yeah, but there's a door, don't worry about it!" She responded with what Midoriya detects as a slight teasing tone.

He spends a moment looking for it, finding it nearly pushed underneath the hospital bed. "I'm coming in now!" He announces before slowly opening the door to the steamy room, stepping in, and closing it behind him.

"You can set it on the counter, thanks!" She states. Izuku, though, didn't really hear what she said. He's a little shocked by what he's looking at. You see, she wasn't lying when she said there was a door, but it wasn't what he expected. It was nothing more than a lightly frosted glass door. He couldn't see her clearly, but he definitely got a strong look at her naked figure, and could see her long, beautiful purple hair flowing down her back. He was frozen in place, beet red, and, if he tried to say anything, he'd be a stammering mess.

"Geez, Izu, if I had known you wanted to stare so long, I would've asked you earlier!" She said with a devilish smirk as she slid the door open just enough to poke her head out to see him, before letting out a small giggle. "Now, go on back out. I love little more than messing with you, but I've gotta get dressed now," she said a little bit more seriously. But not much though.

It took her throwing a washcloth at him to snap him back into reality and to leave. "Y-yes ma'am! I-I'm sorry!" He apologized before bolting out the door. He runs to the bathroom out in the hall that he had nearly forgotten he needed to use. There were now two good reasons for being in there, and for one of those, he'd need a minute.

They were both at the front desk getting everything sorted for their departure.

"Yes, thank you ma'am. I'll make sure she gets home safely!" Izuku proclaims with a bright smile to the nice lady at the front desk, while Nemuri fills out the last of her paperwork. "And I'll be the first to bring her back if there are any concerns," he finished off as his teacher steps back up beside him to hand in the discharge papers.

"But hopefully, that won't be necessary, Izu," she says putting her arm over his shoulder and pulling him in to her side.

As they were getting off the train at the station near the school, she grabs his arm and hugs it as they walk.