Eraserhead and Scribe II

Scribe is injured in a mission and Aizawa must form an unusual alliance to save her.

Excerpt:

The slight figure by her bed at first reminded him of the boys standing by his desk. He frowned. None of them could be here. So who...? Even as he wondered it, the figure turned.

Aizawa's eyes blazed and he launched himself forward, the capture scarf looping around the dark figure at the same moment. His momentum carried him forward and they both crashed into the wall, Aizawa recovering first, his forearm at the throat of the man with the red eyes and shaggy gray hair. "What are you doing here, Shigaraki?"

Shigaraki glowered at him, but he didn't resist the bonds of the capture scarf or the elbow at his throat. "What do you think I'm doing here?" He growled. "I came to see her." He jerked his head at the bed. He returned his attention to Aizawa. "And to figure out how the hell you let this happen to her?"