Burning~

Chapter 44~

AIZAWA'S POV

1 Day Later~

I turned the steering wheel, staying within the white lines of the hospital's parking lot.

"Are we here?" Asked Mirio animatedly from the back seat.

Midoriya popped his head from the back as well.

"Yes," Nighteye clanked his glasses up his nose. "We're here." His knees were crossed and his arms tucked.

I looked at him with a deadpan look. "Why are you here again?"

"You seem to be forgetting my involvement in the whole operation." he quickly retorts.

I sighed, plucking the key from the car. "Fine, fine. Let's get a move on."

I opened the door and got out, the others following.

We began walking towards the the doors to the hospital, Mirio and Midoriya lagged behind indulging in trivial chatter.

"I just can't wait to see her!"

"I heard her power's controlled now."

Nighteye kept my pace, hands tucked in his pockets. His lips were tight, as if keeping himself back from asking something.

"What do you want to know?" I asked without looking at him.

He adjusted his glasses, as if I'd caught up on some secret of his. "Where is she?"

I rose a brow. "Eri?"

He slightly looked the other way. "No...L/N...where is she?

My feet planted themselves to the ground.

Why does he what to know about Y/N?

He kept on walking for a second or two, before turning around having felt my absence. "Sorry I... I don't know." I murmured, fully knowing where she was.

"Apologies I thought you'd know." He said nonchalantly, continuing to walk.

I kept walking as well, now lagging behind him.

Why does his curiosity for her irk me so much?

My knuckles whitened as I felt heat course through the back of my neck.

I'm being irrational.

I caught up to him again, straining my step a little further until I reached the doors.

I held them open. 

Nighteye went through.

Mirio followed, chirping a jolly "thank you"

Midoriya followed suit. "Thanks Mr. Aizawa!" he said bowing a little.

I looked him dead in the eyes. "I told you to call me Eraserhead outside of school."

"R-right sorry si-Eraserhead!" He bowed further.

"Yeah, yeah." I let go of the door, closing my eyes and tucking my hands in my pockets and guiding the group to the front desk.

I laid my elbows in the wooden desk. 

The receptionist looked at me kindly. "Hi sir, who are you here visiting today?"

"Eri." I answering, not in the mood for small talk.

Maybe it was because of how I'd left my conversation with Y/N the other day, but I've been more irritable than usual.

She looked down at the computer, typing the name into the system.

"She's in room 8014." She said.

Guess they moved her from her quarantine.