Gently~Neito Monoma X OC

Isolated Regret

Monoma's POV:

"Neito, honey, there are some teachers here to see you!" My mom's voice carried up the stairs.

I rolled over in my bed, I hadn't left my room unless completely necessary in about two weeks, so, they're probably here about how much school I had missed.

As I walked past my mirror I realized how much of a mess I really was. My hair was tousled and my eyes were ringed with dark circles that rivaled Shinsou's. My clothes were a mess. Meaning I had been wearing the same sweatpants for almost three days and I'm pretty sure that my shirt was on backwards.

I made my way down the stairs and froze when I saw not Blood King, but Eraserhead and Present Mic, Hana's parents. They were standing in my living room, dressed in almost formal looking attire instead of their normal hero costumes.

Something's wrong...

Hana...

She has to be okay...

Please, God, let her be okay...

"Monoma, you look like hell. Are you alright?" Aizawa-sensei asked.

"Well, I've just been really worried and upset recently. You know...about Hana." I glanced over at Yamada-sensei and waited for him to cry. But, the tears never came...

"Well, that's actually what we came to talk to you about." Yamada said as he almost...smiled?

"What about her? Please, please tell me she's alright!" I shouted at the pair in front of me while my mother rested a hand on my shoulder.

"Hana, is going to be alright. The police found her the night young Bakugou was rescued. They took her to a hospital nearby. She won't be allowed visitors for a while, but as soon as she can, I recomend you go and see her." Aizawa said as he stepped forward, resting his hand on my other shoulder.

"I'm probably the last person on this earth she wants to see right now." I mumbled as a wave of guilt washed over me.

"She may not want to talk to you, but both of you need to talk. You need to apologize and admit to what we all already know is true." Aizawa nodded.

"Wait, what do you mean?" I asked as my eyes went wide.

"It's horribly obvious that you have a thing for Hana. If it wasn't already obvious before, the fact that you've been wallowing in depression for weeks since she disappeared has made it very much so." Yamada winked at me.

"Even if I did admit it to her, would she even believe me? Then, if she did, would she still feel the same?" A million questions buzzed around inside my head.

"There's only one way to find out." Aizawa said to me as he turned towards the door.

Hana's POV:

My eyes fluttered open, and for the first time in a long time, I wasn't in unbearable pain. I was sore and my head ached something awful, but I was warm and I felt almost well rested. I looked around for the source of some strange, rhythmic beeping and found that it was coming from a heart monitor to my left. I also noticed the many tubes that were attached to my arms.

"Ah, Ms. Yamada, It's nice to finally see you awake." A male voice said as they entered the room. The man was younger than one would expect and had a mask over the bottom half of his face.

"How-" I tried to talk, but the only sound that came out was a strangled crack.

"Please, don't try and talk. I can explain everything that we are allowed to know at the moment." He said as he held his hands up.

I nodded for him to continue.

"I'm your nurse, when you can talk again, you can call me Yuki. From what I know, you were kidnapped by some very bad people because of who your parents are. They hurt you in more ways than one, as made evident by all of the procedures we heard they had to preform. You've been here for about a week now, slipping in and out of consciousness. You are not allowed to have visitors outside of hospital staff or anybody from the hospital that does not have any kind of contagious illness." He took in a deep breath as he finished with his explanation.

I sighed as I attempted to look out the window. This was horrible. I've been away from my family for too long already and now I can't even have them come visit me. I felt warm tears flow down my cheeks.

"Hey, hey, hey. Don't cry, Yamada. I know you would love to see your parents again, but the week will be over before you know it!" He said as he walked over and began to check my I.V. and such.

I rolled my eyes and looked away from him. How would he even know anything about what was going on? There were so many people that I needed to talk to. To apologize to, but I couldn't see them for another week. This was going to be torture.

"Ms. Yamada, you're awake. I was supposed to have been alerted about this as I've been needing to talk to you." She shot an angry look over at Yuki. "How are you feeling today?"

"She's still not able to speak properly, Doctor." Yuki said from his place next to my bed.

"I think I will be the judge of that, she is my patient after all." The tall woman said as she took a seat next to my bed. "Yuki, would you mind leaving the room for a moment. There are some issues the two of us ladies havr to discuss and I'm sure she'd prefer you to not hear it."

The nurse nodded before making his way out of the room quickly. I turned to face the woman with a confused look on my face.

"There are no issues, I just dont care for that nurse. He's always trying to chat up our patients and the other doctors and nurses." She rolled her eyes and laughed. "So, again, how are you feeling?"