U.A's secret Villain

What do you have planned?

It's been a hot minute hasn't it. Well it's almost Halloween and the cliffhanger I left you guys with was pretty harsh so here's the next chapter!!!!

Recovery Girl looked up at the other's in the room over the papers she'd had in hand and smiled softly. She couldn't contain herself.

Once they'd figured out what was going on Aizawa and Recovery Girl instantly went to check Surebu's conditions. It was obvious that whatever it was that was making her ill was going for one big hit. They needed to see if there was anything they could do for the girl to give her even a moment longer.

Yet the paper said otherwise.

"Seems you were coughing up the illness itself Surebu," the elderly lady mumbled out, unable to stop the smile from going ear to ear.

The room was silent, Surebu seated on the bed with an oxygen mask and wide eyes, Aizawa sitting next to the bed glaring at the woman as if he'd been told an offensive joke. He reached down and snatched the papers in Recovery Girls hands, looking it over without a second thought. Recovery Girl shrugged this off. It was expected for Aizawa to be this way.

Surebu looked to Aizawa, hoping to get confirmation on this. She hadn't really believed she'd survive this, let alone fight it. She waited patiently, watching Aizawa's  eyes glance over the page, brows knit together in concentration.

"She's... getting better?"

The voice was soft, barely audible as he'd spoke, but in the silence of the space it was more than clear. Aizawa moved the page away from his face and looked down at the school nurse, fearing being wrong, yet the elder member gave him a small nod.

The man jumped out of his chair, arms instantly wrapping around the young girl in a tight embrace. He was ecstatic. He thought he was about to lose her.

Surebu was frozen in place, unable to fight against the other even if she'd wanted to. She was better? No, getting better...

There was a momentary pause as her thoughts wondered, but was interrupted when hands grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away from the others body. She looked into the eyes of her father-figure and saw his face twisted into one of horror, concern, and fear.

"How long have you known?"

The girls eyes widened as the realisation hit. A single though ran through the girls mind as she stared into Aizawa's eyes. 'The consequence to my own actions!'

The two sat there, Surebu going through the details of what happened, her illness and what caused it and how she'd only stayed quiet about it to avoid people getting worried. She'd look back and forth between Aizawa and Recovery Girl, as if asking the elderly lady to aid her in some way, but no such help came as Recovery Girl stood there, arms crossed and shaking her head.

Surebu watched as Aizawa's face changed to one of hurt, believing he'd done something wrong. He must have if she hadn't trusted him with a secret like this? What did he do? What caused her to be so cautious?

The girl noticed that Aizawa's mind was wondering and moved in to hug him. She wasn't sure what else she could do. It's not like she could reasure him in this matter. Even if it was unintended, she had broken his trust a little bit here.

"I'm sorry, papa..."

The girl sighed, holding the camera in one hand. It was an old one, nothing too special. It was actually a gift from Hizashi. It was his first recording device. He recorded his very first song on this camera, and he gave it to her after she came back from the villains. He said it would be a good way to get the 'creative juices flowing'. She thought it was sweet, yet here she was, using it to essentially write her will.

She began to flip through all the recordings of her just... talking. Any last thoughts or messages she wanted her loved ones to know before she would leave them. She recorded it all. This time however, she genuinely believed maybe she wouldn't need it for a while longer.

The girl smiled, placing the camera on her bed next to her. It wouldn't be needed anytime soon it seems.

The girls thoughts were interuppted by a knock. She looked up at the door, wondering who could possibly be trying to gain her attention today. Chances are it was the class wondering if she was okay. They had just caught her coughing her own lungs up after all...

She sighed at that last thought and stood, ready to head to the door to see who it may be, but another knock entered the space, causing her to pause. That wasn't a knock on wood... that was someone knocking on glass!

She turned on her heal to look to the balcony window. She knew only a few who would climb that wall to her room, and even fewer that would do it without her there to grant permission to do so. She was genuinely expecting either Shinsou or Monama. Shinsou would use the balcony all the time as she would do the same to him, entering his room casually just to scare him or get him ready for classes or training. Monama preferred the balcony since he didn't get along with 1-A very well. He used the balcony to avoid arguments.

Those were the two that she'd expected. Everyone else just uses the door. Kind of like a normal person!

Yet, today was going to be full of surprises it seems. Fore there, through the vail of her curtains, she made out the figure of none other than the man of steel himself, Tetsutetsue Tetsutetsue.

She smiled, giving her head a small shake as she made her way to the latch on the balcony door. She wasn't going to leave the man waiting too long, if he was avoiding the front door it must be VERY important, to him at least. Then again, important things to him could be as simple as Kendo and Monama got into another argument, and he had to give Surebu the 'tea'.

Once again, however, she was reminded that today was full of surprises. She opened the door, careful not to let her guard down only to watch the boy get down on one knee, a bokeh of tulips, roses and lillies. She paused looking to the flowers, then to the boys face. She couldn't help but chuckle seeing how nervous he was, eyes up at her, practically BEGGING to know he wasn't messing up.

"Angel, will you go on a date with me?"

Hearing this, she smiled fondly, looking into the boys eyes. She turned briefly to look at the camera, remembering she had a whole life she can live now. This boy brings her joy..... genuin joy....

She looked back to him, noting how his eyes had glanced to where she was looking in hopes he wasn't interuppting anything.

"What do you have planned?"