Voiceless [BNHA]

Chapter Two

~Miki's POV~

Flashback: (Miki Age 14, Shota and Hizashi Age 28)

I woke up feeling strange. My stomach hurt, it was a new kind of hurt I'd never felt before like someone was gripping my insides and trying to rearrange them. Everything felt tight and uncomfortable. I decided to stay in bed as I didn't know what was wrong, my stomach hurt, I had a headache and I had the strongest craving for chocolate I'd ever had in my entire life.

There was a soft knock on my bedroom door, "Miki-chan?" My older brother's voice sounded from the other side. The door opened and he poked his head through, "huh, you're still in bed, that's not like you." He frowned and moved closer.

He took a seat on the edge of my bed and pressed his hand to my forehead to check my temperature. After a moment he frowned. For some reason, I felt irritable. Normally I loved my brother being doting, but for some reason I really just wanted him to go away. I swatted his hand away and rolled over before burying myself in blankets.

"Miki-chan, what's wrong, do we need to go to the hospital?" A small whiteboard and dry erase marker slid under the covers and nearly smacked me in the face.

I felt a spark of irritability hit me again and chucked the whiteboard across the room.

"EEP! Shota! Miki-chan hates me!" Hizashi cried dramatically.

"Oh good, she finally discovered how annoying you are." Shota grumbled from the hallway being lured in by Hizashi's wailing.

"This isn't funny!" Hizashi panicked, "something's wrong! I think she's sick." He reached under the covers and tried to fish me out.

It took every ounce of willpower I had to keep from using my voice to snap at him. I smacked his hands away from me and tried to scoot away from him. His loud voice and constant pestering were making my headache worse. He wasn't giving up. I felt a familiar sensation wash over me and realized Shota must have erased my quirk so I could tell them what was wrong.

"I don't feel good and I just want to be left alone." I said quietly burying myself deeper into my blanket fort.

"Are you sick? How bad is it?" Hizashi was in panic mode.

I felt the familiar sensation, "I'm fine, it's just a stomachache."

"Nii-chan can rub your belly-."

"Because that's not weird." Shota poked at him. I managed a peek outside the blankets and saw Shota with a thoughtful expression on his face. He marched over and caught Hizashi by the back of his grungy band t-shirt, "come on, Sister Complex, just let her sleep."

After they left, I managed to nap a little longer before the pain in my stomach became too much for me to ignore. I went to the bathroom and made a horrifying discovery. I'd started my period. Internally, I panicked. We'd learned about them in health class and the school had given out sample pads and tampons. The tampon seemed somewhat complicated and uncomfortable so I opted for the thin pantyliners. They'd only given us two, at school. I felt my face grow hot as I realized I'd have to ask Hizashi to take me to the store for more.

I changed into some comfy sweatpants and an oversized sweatshirt before picking up my whiteboard. I shuffled into the living room and hurriedly scribbled down, 'I started my period, can you take me to the store?'. Hizashi and Shota were watching the news and both looked up as I entered the living room.