Butterfly [ ON HIATUS/MIDORIYA ]

007. reparations.

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I had tried to get her out of my head. Her delicately draped body across the hospital bed, facing away from me. She had told me to not come back. I was going to respect that. But— Gah!

I felt my fist explode through the training dummy, launching across the room. My chest heaved. This was the only way I could take out my frustrations. On the villains I faced, these training dummies, and the damn wall. Why couldn't I fix this? I had done what Iida told me, but I couldn't stand it.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead, trying to relax again. My phone vibrated on the floor.

>> (1) NEW MESSAGE

Michi
' I did what you told me not to do. sister real mad. please say you forgot something and come back. '

>>

I couldn't help but smile a little bit. I tried to think of a response but I couldn't. I couldn't waltz back up there and just act like she didn't ask me to leave.

I had tried to keep busy with villains, doing more than I usually do. I was all over the place, determined not to create another situation like the one that had happened.

>>

Me
' sorry, no can do. sister's orders.

Michi
' >:( please. '

>>

Somehow I ended up at the hospital later that day. I had to sign some extra papers to secure the payments and my donation. I decided to pick up food for Michi as well. Figured I would at least try to get in her good graces.

I could see her talking to her brother through the door window. The nurses all smiled at me, as I said hello to each one, as our routine had become.

"And I—"

Her voice cut off immediately when she saw I entered. She sighed, the sunset catching behind her. The pink in her cheeks had returned and she gave a slight smile.

"Couldn't stay away?"

"Your brother insisted," I said and he wasn't even mad. But, (y/n) gave him a death glare. She kept her arms crossed, the flowers I had brought in several days ago at full bloom.

We all three sat together, myself on the chair in the corner and the others on the bed. Michi chomped away happily at what I had gotten him. I was discovering more and more about the Nishimara's. They were good people. People that deserved help.

Michi left the room again. She looked at me again, her shoulders falling. The sunset was brilliant, but I couldn't stop looking at— her. Her smile, her voice, the machines wouldn't stop me from thinking she was beautiful.

"Why do you keep coming back?" She said, sadness in her voice. "I'll be discharged in a couple of weeks."

"Because, I need to," I said, folding my hands. "It's my fault you're here."

I was finally brave enough to say it in front of her. She put her hand to her mouth, her memories running deep. I felt deeply guilty again, bringing it up.

"It's not your fault."

She reached over, gently grabbing my hand. I had touched it so many times, helping the nurses when she was in a coma. But this was so different. She had warmth and life.

"You need to let me go."

Not yet.

"Nishimara, I— I need to repay you somehow. I don't know what else to do. Tell me, so I can feel relief," I begged her, not daring to look her in the eyes.

There was a silence. I could tell she was debating about what to say. I was ready for her to tell me to leave, to never come back, that it was the only repayment she would take.

"Be my driver."

I looked back at her face, shocked that was her response. She had a bright smile, her hands steady. One still in mine.

"I've been thinking a lot and I can't really afford a taxi. I can't really walk very far anymore. My brother is leaving soon and I— I don't know if I can do this on my own."

Determination was already written all over my face. "I'll get you where you need to go."

Now, I was the one thinking. My brain was running a million miles a minute. How would we work this out? What could I do? We could set up a schedule.

"I've never been a personal assistant before."

"A personal assistant?! No! No, don't look at it that way. Just a friend helping a friend."

A friend.

"I can do that. You can count on me, Nishimara."

"Please, call me (y/n)."

I never really thought I would end up in this situation. This isn't really what I had in mind for making up for my mistakes, but I guess it was a way to start.

I ended up leaving soon after, checking in with Michi and the hospital staff. There was only one thought in my mind, however. How was Wada going to take this? He didn't seem to like me much.

Yet, there I was. I kept going back, even with all of his warnings and all of her attempts to make me leave. I couldn't let it rest. That's what they always said about my personality, I could never let anything go.

Not as a teenager and definitely not now.

Deep in my thoughts, I received an alert on my phone.

>> ALERT! VILLAIN!

I changed my pace from a walk to a jog. I was lucky I kept my hero suit on me ay all times, thanks to some technology by my favorite inventor, Mei. It was show time.

( ;; sorry this one is short ! more coming !! )