|BNHA| Hiraeth II

Civil War [55]

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I don't remember falling unconscious but I woke up in the hospital room the next day.
My body felt extremely heavy and full. The same feeling I had gotten after Muscular.
Immediately, I reached over the edge of the bed, grabbing the waste bucket and emptied the contents of my stomach. My nose scrunched up at the putrid smell of blood and my eyes widened in horror at the blood and chunks in the bucket. A flash of what I had done to Overhaul made my stomach knot in pain before I regurgitated more, releasing a shaky cry.

"Hana!"

A voice interrupted as the door to my room flew open. My head weakly snapped to the side to see Aizawa followed by Mirko. I didn't even have the energy for to greet the two as I weakly set down the bucket and fell back in my original position. I gazed blankly up at the ceiling, "I did it again..."

"It was self defense." Mirko reassured but I knew differently. "Besides, he had it coming after the hell he put you and that kid through. The administration would rather much give you a medal of honor than execute you."

Aizawa gazed at the silent horned girl for a minute before annoyance plagued his features. "Why would you bring her with you?!"

"I told her to stay back, I didn't think she'd follow me and Hawks in." Mirko snapped back.

"You should know better by now that the last thing she does is stay put, how could you be so reckles-"

"It's not her fault. I'm the one who disobeyed orders." I murmured causing the two to go silent. After a few seconds, Aizawa sighed, "Mirko can you..."

"Yeah yeah." The woman waves the male off, spinning on her heel toward the door. Marching out into the hallway, the hero scowled at the situation at hand. 392 villains had escaped Tartarus including the hero killer Stain and All for One. And now her protégée was on the verge of a mental breakdown. A sorrowful expression dawned on the woman's face at her irresponsibility. I should'nt have brought her with me.

"It's not your fault Rumi."

"You're damn right it is." Mirko hissed at a crimson feathered male whom leaned against the opposite wall, his injuries minor.

"It's my job to protect but I nearly got her killed. I'm a horrible sensei."

"Hey-" Mirko stiffened as a hand reaches out and turned her slightly so she could face him. "Fumetsu made her own choices. As her teacher, it's not your job to protect her, it's your job to teach her to protect herself and others. You're a good hero, and an even better Sensei. Eraser head otta be lucky he's got the Rabbit hero mentoring his kid."

Mirko couldn't help the small tint in her cheeks as she stared down at the slightly shorter male before averting her orbs bashfully. "You're an idiot."

Hawks chuckled at the woman's awkward response, giving her arm a soft pinch before nodding his head toward the elevator. "Come on Usa-kun, the administrations holding a meeting, the top ten have to be there."

Mirko threw a hesitant glance over her shoulder at her students hospital room before sighing. "Alright, alright I'm comin."

Meanwhile, a certain horned girl sat silently in her bed, waiting to receive an earful from her guardian. "It's not her fault ya know. Please don't take me away from her, she's really helped me with controlling Muscular and she's probably the only one human other than you that I respect enough to train me." I uttered