Chapter 8: True Colors

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"Hey, Spider Face! Wake up," Bakugo's voice rings in my ears.

"Stop screaming, Bakugo. It's gonna make someone go deaf one day. You're going to get us kicked out." Jiro replied.

The mattress by my feet goes down as if someone was sitting there.

I groan and hesitantly open my eyes. Light floods through my eyes sending sharp pain to the back of my head.

"Hey look! She's awake," Jirou whispers. I can feel three stares burn through my face.

I look over to my right to see Jirou sitting in a green chair. Bakugo leaning on the wall next to her with his hands stuffed into his pant pockets and Kirishima sitting at the edge of the bed.

"Where am I," my voice comes out hoarse.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK, DUMBASS," Bakugo crosses his arms.

The hospital probably.

"How long have I been out? What's going on at school. Do I have any major injuries? Is everyone okay?" I try to sit-up but pain shot through my back.

Jirou rushes to my side, "Woah, woah, woah! Lay down. You are in too much pain."

I groan and lay back down.

"You were in a coma..." Kiri mutters. He stares at his hand.

"What?! For how long?"

"Um..." Spikes plays with his thumbs, "three weeks..." I look into his eyes. He was upset and sad. He had circles under his eyes as if he hasn't been sleeping. He probably blames himself for the whole accident.

"Oh... Kiri, it's not your fault-"

"Yes, it is! I went overboard. I swear that I will make it up to you. I will even give up my life if I have too." I can feel my eyes go wide. Did he really mean that? "I wasn't being careful enough. I wasn't myself. My mission got ahead of m-" He slaps his hand over his mouth.

"Mission? What mission?" Kyoka asks.

"It's nothing. I'm just saying that I wasn't being a man." His face is was pained. I can tell he's not telling us something that we should know. I glance at Jirou. She had a nervous look on her face. But, as he said, it's none of our business. "I'll go get Recovery Girl," Kiri mutters.

The room was silent as soon as the door slammed shut. "Not to sound rude or anything, but, Bakugo... why are you here? I thought you hated me."

He rolls his eyes, "I'm not here for you. I'm here for Shitty Hair. He seemed depressed when he found out that you were in a coma. I can tell that he needed someone by his side. It seemed like that you are the one that usually is, so, I guess I filled in or something."

"Aw, Pomeranian Boy is actually nice under all of the anger," I tease.

"SHUT UP, SPIDERS FOR BRAINS! MAKE ANOTHER SMARTASS COMMENT AND I BLAST YOU TO SPACE!"

Jirou smiles, "There's the Bakugo we know and love." I laugh.

"SHUT THE HELL UP, WEIRD EARS!"

Kyoka and I laugh. My back burned with pain, but I ignore it. Bakugo's face turns red of anger and his hands make small popping noises. I love these two too much.

The door swings open and the school nurse walks in with Kiri on her tail.

"How are you feeling, sweetie?" Recovery Girl stands by my bed and feels my head with the back of her hand.

"I'm fine. I'm only in a little bit of pain. Thank you for your help, ma'am."

"No problem, sweetie! I'm glad to hear you're doing okay. You will be out of here tomorrow!"

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