GONE | My Hero Academia

six

you guys don't know how much i struggle coming up with aizawa's crying face. i spend twenty minutes of my lunch break just for the sake of adding a picture to this chapter. (and i half-assed it...)

i quickly downloaded a drawing program on my phone and started drawing. it only took about ten minutes. and dunno how i feel about this...
anywayy, enjoy the chapter

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shiro squinted his eyes, trying to get a grasp of what he is holding. "i-indomethacin???" he gasped holding the tube with a few pills closer to his face. "ai!" he called out, storming out of a bedroom to the kitchen. "i found something!" he then ran to were ai supposedly are, clenching his teeth knowing now how you died. once he reach the kitchen, he found ai standing in front of an oven, an oven covered by yellow sheet. he had his hands on his hips while his face full of grimace. ai turn to the obnoxious thumping of shiro's steps.

shiro grab ai's hand without hesitation and started leading him to the bedroom. he stopped in front of the bedside table whose a certain container sat. "those, are indomethacin." he pointed at the small plastic container. ai let put a silent gasp, he then reluctantly take the container with his latex gloved hands. "please... don't..." ai muttered to shiro, one hand in his chest as he prayed silently. he took note at how empty the container is, only have two to tree pills inside.

"this, can have twenty pills in it. now it's only tree"

shiro stated as sweat beads rolled down his forehead. he fix his coat feeling an uncomfortable wave of guilt and sadness. ai cringed as he sets down the container to its original place, "i wonder why..." he says crossing his hand and look down at the bedside table, silently admiring the expensive looking lamp.

as if on que, ai's phone rings vigorously, startling both of the investigators. he sighs and take his phone out of his jacket, "ara, it's hana-san." he announced before picking up the call and put in on speaker.

"ai, i found a crucial detail. something had been clogging her blood vessels, the reason why she had a heart attack..." ai and shiro listened closely at the woman speaking behind the line.

"it seems that... she consumed a large dose of somekind of nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drug. [NSAID] for short. it is basically a family of pain killers, one that is usually used after surgery." shiro sighs, he was expecting this, he already know what the drugs are and he didn't need any of this explaining, but since ai seems like he needed to know, he wouldn't dare interrupt.

"so what i'm saying is, she is in some kind of great pain that she needs to take that drug almost daily. and to help you ease your job, i'll look on the other hospitals to see if there is a starter to this drug addict... do you want me to do that?" the woman behind the line offered, patiently waiting for response. the woman sighs once she realize, perhaps, the person she is talking to is spacing out after all those explanations.

"ai?" she called out. she still got no voice to answer her. "nevertheless, whether it's a yes or no, i would still do it. have a good day. " the call ends with a beep, even with that, both ai and shiro are still spacing out. they both had one question in mind. 'why?'

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"so ai, what should we do now?" shiro asked while lightly massaging his temples, feeling weight and responsibilities dragging him down to his absolute edge. he took a sip from the canned beer, chugging it down to release the stress. he took out a pack of cigarettes, pulling out one and light it up, putting it on his mouth while looking down to his desk.