Quirkless Isn't Hopeless (Complete)

Hospital Visits

Beep. Beep. Beep.

It was blurry. His eyes barely breaking open. The first image was the familiar ceiling. He turned his head to the sound, seeing the heart monitor next to the window. Someone had left it half open letting in a gentle breeze. The flip of a page caught his ears. With no strength in him, he flopped his head to the other side of the bed.

She was reading a book. A book he had recommended. She was sitting on a chair next to him, up and proper. Her eyes were scanning the words, following them. She must have thought something was funny because her lips lifted and she let out a voiceless giggle.

"Morning." He smirked or at least tried to before coughing.

She tensed. It would have gone unnoticed to others but he always caught those actions of hers. She flipped the page, easily keeping herself. "It's noon, your mother and Uraraka spent the morning with you."

"Mom and Uraraka did?" He groaned, holding his ribcage, sitting up. "What'd you tell them?"

"Uraraka explained that I am your friend. Your mother looked shocked."

He lifted his other hand up to his forehead. "W-Wait, Yui, how did you even know I was here or Uraraka for that matter?"

"You're mother called Uraraka... And then Uraraka called me. I wonder why?" She lifted her eyes from the book, staring at the ceiling, she pondered then went back to reading.

"Who else knows?"

"I don't know." With her always lullaby-whispered voice. She closed the book, setting it on her lap turning her attention to him. "I've been asking myself since I got here, why do I care?" As if asking him for her own internal answer.

His eyes were down with a sad remembrance. "I don't know Yui... Maybe for the same reason why during winter break we both gave each other gifts even though we both said we wouldn't. " He ended it with a laugh that blurred loathing and love.

"Yes, it was at the mall. I didn't understand then and I still don't understand now?"

"Yeah, I don't either, but um, Yui, we should talk later. Obviously, now isn't good." He was hugging his ribs with emphasis on the situation.

"No."

"No?"

"I believe there are two different conversations that we individually want to express. They would be in direct conflict with each other."

"Ah, r-right... But then when can we talk?" He fell back on the bed. 'Ah! Like always it's impossible to understand her!'

"We don't have to."

"Huh? Wh-What? Yui."

"I'm leaving, let your mother know you're awake, I'll tell the doctors." Picking herself and her book up, calmly walking to the door.

"Wait, Yui, I'm serious." Keeping his eyes on her retreating figure.

She turned her head back to him, locking eyes. "I know." Looking forward again, reaching the door.

It was opened before Yui could reach the nob. "Oh, Izuku!-" Her signature whine of worry was interrupted when she laid eyes on the girl in front of her. "My, what brings you here, Kodai?"

Yui didn't hesitate to answer her question. "Izuku. Excuse me." Walking past her.

Yaoyorozu gripped the strap of her purse, her knuckles turning white. "Yes, of course." But Yui had already left, leaving her standing in the doorframe. 'Why am I always second to her?'

"Hey... Momo?" Izuku didn't know how she would feel about seeing him like this, testing the waters or he tried to but Momo looked zoned out. His eyes widened with panic, realizing what was going on with her. It was the blank, empty face she makes when she starts spiraling with malice thoughts. "Hey, Momo!" He waved his hand, getting her attention.

Her eyes snapped back to focus. Her body taking a step it needed to. "Ah, e-excuse me." She regained control of her senses remembering why she came. "Oh, Izuku!" Instantly running to him.

"W-Wait, Momo, slow down!" He tried to stop it but she jumped on the bed, tackling him into a hug, wrapping her arms around his neck. He held back the cry of pain, keeping his teeth gritted, hugging her back.

"Oh, Izuku, I was so worried when you didn't answer or return my calls. Th-Then I heard you were in the hospital... Izuku!" She cried, hitting his chest. "I told you, I can't lose you! I can't!"Going back to resting her head on the crook of his neck.

"Momo, I'm fine."

"No, you're not." She lifted herself off his chest, sitting on the side of the bed, staring down at him with a pout. "But I am glad you called the proper authorities, this time." She attempted to let out a smile but couldn't, worry still etched on her face, her eyes misty and nose already with cute sniffles.

"Yeah, I did. How'd you find out though, I was gonna call you but..."

"Yes, I see you were busy with someone else." Her voice quickly changing from caring to cold.

Izuku didn't notice the underlying venom in her voice, instead, he winced in pain as he adjusted himself on the bed. Momo bit her bottom lip feeling a little guilty and decided to relent, trying to show support, this wasn't the time nor place for that conversation. "Here, let me." She helped him, fixing his pillow. After she finished she placed her hands on his arm. "I found out because of Uraraka... She called me but I was too ashamed to answer. She left me a voice mail... But I didn't gain the courage to hear it until recently. I rushed over as soon as I did though."

"Oh, Uraraka contacted you... Um, have you talked to any of them about you know, us?" He had concern in his eyes.

She gripped his arm tenderly. "No... She only left me information regarding you. I don't know what's school going to be like on Monday." But this time, even though she was scared and nervous she didn't use that smile of feigning strength. Instead, she held out that endearing smile that was unnoticed to the world except him. "But we'll face that problem together, ne?"

His lips parted with a pang to his heart. The sunshine that entered from the window was radiating off her, illuminating an angelic aural that he could never distinguish between holy or fallen.

"Y-Yeah, Momo." With his enamored emerald eyes.

And they let themselves fall to the moment of silence. She ran one hand up his arm, nesting it behind his head, playing with locks of his hair. He struggled but lifted his body as she leaned down to him, their eyes shadowed. The light breeze had fluttered her spiraling ponytail and feathered her parted loose strands. Their lips a breath away.

"Excuse me." He interrupted.

They both jolted. Yaoyorozu straightened up with a peep coming out of her mouth. She had let go of his head, causing him to fall back on the bed. "Oof." He groaned. They both turned to the door, realizing that it was still open. Yaoyorozu was red all over, bowing repeatedly with apologies. Izuku was also embarrassed but not as much as her because that wasn't his teacher.

"P-Please forgive me for being so rude, Sensei!"

"Aizawa-sensei, why are you here too?" Izuku prodded but the bottom of his chest was rising up with anxiety, having a feeling of what it was.

He lazily ruffled his hair, slightly annoyed. "Yaoyorozu, what you do outside of heroing and school hours is up to you but if you would please give us the room."

She shivered with fear but nodded. "Y-Yes, e-excuse me. S-Sorry and thank you. I-l'll be in the hallway Izuku. A-Again, excuse me." She was trying to keep a proper composure, tucking her loose strands but the wind kept getting the better of her as she was leaving the room. She closed the door with a quick click.

Aizawa dropped his hand to his side, staring at Midoriya with a blunt expression. "A problem child till the bitter end, huh."

Izuku closed his eyes, before opening them, staring at the ceiling.

Aizawa sighed, before leaning on the door, crossing his arms. "As you probably already guessed, I'm here to talk to you about the decision you made two years ago after you lost your quirk."

And just like that, I was thrusted with the ultimatum I could no longer ignore.