Amnesia

Chapter 18

"Sir Nighteye huh? Maybe I should make my hero name similar, you know to carry on his legacy." She said, already thinking of different names that were based off of her dads.

Aizawa realised she had forgotten the name she had chosen near the start of the year, but decided to let her choose a new name now. She stayed silent, racking her brain trying to come up with a name that sounded like her dads but was related to her own power. That's when she suddenly sprang up from the bed, almost making the poor man jump again.

"I've got it! I'm going to be known as Miss Mindeye! Miss because Madam sounds like I was married to him instead of being his daughter, and Mindeye because I control things with my mind, but I have to see the things first before I can control them!" she looks at him to see if he approves, and a small smile arose on his face.

"I like it. You know it's funny, that was the exact name and reasoning you gave when you chose your hero name the first time. You beamed anytime someone mentioned your father, and you were so happy when you found out Midoriya was able to work under him for his internship with Mirio. If you want to know more about him you should ask those two."

She smiled at him, so happy that she had picked the same name. She agreed she would ask the two boys about their time with the man. She was so happy that she hugged Aizawa, the act catching the man off guard a little, but he didn't waste much time before he was hugging her back. He buried his head into her hair, taking in the sweet scent. He wished they could stay like this forever. He pat her head as she buried her head into his chest, listening to his heart beating fast.

She found it amusing that she could make her teacher feel this way, and wanted to see how far she could go. She lifted her head and planted a kiss on his cheek. Within seconds he was a blushing mess, and she began laughing at his reaction.

Soon it was time for Aizawa to leave. They let go of one another and he stood up, walking towards the door. His body grew cold as the warmth from her body was fading away. He opened the door and stopped, wanting to just turn back and carry on hugging her. But he knew better.

"Have a good night, Y/N. Don't hesitate to let me know if you feel... off. I'll always be here for you." He turned his head to look at her, and then, reluctantly, he walked further out, closing the door behind him.

She sat on her bed, finally alone. It felt like most of the time she had been around other people and didn't really have anytime to think for herself about the things that had happened. That's when she remembered the interaction she had when she had first come to the dorms. The two strange men in the bushes. Then there was the note she had forgotten to look at.

Searching through her pile of laundry, looking for the hoodie she had worn that day. Finally, she manages to find it and looks through the pockets until she feels the small slip of paper. Grabbing it, she looked at it and read the address written on it. Taking out her phone she typed the address into her maps app and found it to be an abandoned factory.

Now, she just had to figure out how to actually get there. She locked her door and sat cross legged in the middle of her room. She pictured it in her mind, she imagined being outside of it. She could feel a breeze begin to from around her, her hair raising. She focused more and more, then the breeze stopped, but the cold stayed.

Opening her eyes, she had a blink a few times. She couldn't quite believe what was in front of her. It was the building she had pictured in her head, but she was actually there. How many quirks did she actually have?

"Wow. I didn't think that would actually work." She blinked a few times, the shocked expression fading from her features as she stands and begins to walk towards the entrance. She continued on into the building, having to step over lots of ruble until she reached a big open room. It was dark but a small fire near the far side of the room iluminated the place. There were cracks in the walls, even holes in some bits. The whole place looked like it was about to collapse any second.

Two large but old and ragged sofas sit either side of the fire, a few figures sat on and around the sofas, trying their bests to be warmed by the fire. It didn't take long for someone to notice her.

"Hey there doll face. So nice of you to finally stop by." A familiar voice spoke. Piercing blue eyes stared straight into hers, but she remained unfazed. That's when she heard a little gasp, and then the sound of someone running towards her. She was soon engulfed by the blonde who seemed ever so excited to see the girl, like a child seeing a parent after a long day at school. I mean, she is wearing a school uniform.

"OMG Y/N WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN IT'S BEEN SO LONG I MISSED YOU SO MUCH I THOUGHT DABI AND TWICE WENT OUT TO GET YOU AND WHEN THEY CAME BACK WITHOUT YOU I WAS SO MAD AND THEN TWICE SAID YOU LOST YOUR MEMORY AND I-" she wasn't sure how she had managed to cry all that out without breathing, but she did, and then she stopped, remember what Twice had told her. "Oh yeah you lost your memory, so you like have no idea who any of us are huh?" She questioned, peering into her face, her grin getting wider and wider the closer their faces got.

"That's enough Toga, give the lady some room." A rough sounding voice was the next to speak. Toga turned around to face the man, pouted then walked back over to where she was sat. "So, is it true? Do you really not remember your own family?"