Chapter 2

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Eraser had gotten to the hospital almost thirty minutes ago, he had called Present Mic, his boyfriend, and told him what had happened. Apparently Eraser had only been missing for a day, but everyone has still freaked out. Eraser was pacing the waiting room waiting for any news on the girl he'd brought in when Mic tackled him. "Really?" Eraser asked plainly even though he was happy to be in his lovers arms again. "I missed you! Are you okay? You hurt, in pain?" Mic said loudly checking Erasers face. "I'm fine, please get off. Your crushing me." Which was a lie, Mic weighed almost nothing, but he didn't want to continue lying of the hospital floor. "Shota Aizawa?" A nurse called. The hero's stood up quickly. "Follow me." She turned and started walking down the white halls, Eraser and Mic following close behind.

Once they had gotten to the room Eraser immediately left his lovers side and raced to the bed Noma was laying in. "Hi." She whispered sneaking glances to the nurse and Mic. "Hey, how are ya feeling?" Eraser said motioning for Mic and the nurse to come over. "Fine. I already healed myself. I don't understand why they won't let me leave." Noma groaned in frustration. "The doctors had to run a test for me." Noma gave him a weird look "For your blood. Don't worry, I gave them some of my blood for the test to." Noma nods slightly still not understanding." What does the test do?" The nurse steps in seeing Erasers silent plea for help. "Its to see if you are in anyway related to him. Also to see if you have anything harmful in your blood."

"And?" Mic said moving to stand next to his lover. The nurse flips through the papers on the clipboard. "Well you two are related and there is nothing harmful in her blood. But she does seem to have more than one quirk." Eraser just nods, he's already seen them both and he already suspected that she was his daughter ever since he first saw her. "Yeah a bubble type and healing." Noma snorts. "So how would I be related to you?" Noma asks quietly, Eraser had to strain to hear her. "Well your my daughter." Eraser slowly says. He hadn't even told Mic about his suspicions. Mics' signature, "YEEEAAAAHHH" could be heard from the other side of town. It hurt. "Wait, wait, so your my dad?" Noma says once she can hear herself think again. "Yeah." "How did I end up in that facility?" Noma questions trying to figure out her life before the torment. "You were kidnapped when you were three. I was out working, you and your mother where at the park. You mom had called me saying she couldn't find you and I rushed right over. I searched for hours, set up roadblocks and I didn't sleep for days." Eraser had sat down, reliving the most terrifying weeks of his life. "Your mom died a year after you went missing, from a sickness. She refused to do anything and eventually wasted away. I was left alone to look for you. I never gave up" Eraser reached out to grab her hand. "Do you still have trouble sleeping?" Noma asked, but it was more of an observation.

When she first saw him he had bags that just looked like bruises at that point. "Yeah. But I can still function just fine." This made Noma laugh." You looked like you were dead." She laughed even more. Eraser chuckles along with her, he hadn't really cared what he looked like in a long time. "So when can she be discharged?" Mic asked the nurse, moving away from the other two. "Now actually. She wasn't kidding when she said she had already healed herself. We just need Mr.Aizawa to sign the discharge papers." Mic nodded taking the papers and a pen and giving it to His love. "Here. It's her discharge papers." Eraser nodded in thanks and signed the required spots. "Alright, wanna go home?" Noma nods and stands up. Eraser grabs one of her hands while Mic walks along her other side. 

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