Blood and Air [Bakugo X OC]

A Bath

"Why is it Midoriya that can help you!? After all these years, you only use your f- fire with him!?" My voice cracked as I lost the strength to carry Shoto anymore, grip tight but pushing his torso back to the ground. "All I've done is tr-try to help you!"

My voice kept cracking as the urge to begin crying fell over me. My eyes begin to draw away from Shoto's.

"After knowing each other all our lives, you use your fire after knowing Midoriya for only two months?" My voice was dropping in volume. Due to the pain stabbing me in my heart; and the pain from the swarming of presences.

"Why?" I groaned, pressing my head on his chest. "W-why can't we heal each other?" My voice was slightly muffled by his chest, but the extreme sadness in my voice broke me.

I popped my eyes open, ringing being heard. My head didn't hurt as bad as yesterday, more manageable. My body was sore, sore and hot. And my heart felt tight with the memory suffocating me.

The ringing sounded out again, and I looked from the white sheets to the briefcase on the table next to me. Struggling, ignoring the tightness of my muscles, I grab the case and pull my phone out, a bit glad that the ringing wasn't destroying my head.

Yuuko. I answered.

"Hello?" I ask, my voice still clouded with sleep. She didn't FaceTime me, luckily. 

"Hey, how was the sports festival?" Yuuko asked, sounding honesty curious. I let out a sigh of relief - I didn't want to spend the morning hours trying to reassure her I'm fine.

"Well, I didn't win. But it was fine."

"Don't bullshit me, Kazama." She didn't yell. That wasn't a good sign.  "See, I was busy and couldn't watch the festival. You never answered my calls, for eight hours. So, worried, I called UA. And guess what I was told."

She wasn't happy. But, I didn't really care. Using my core muscles, which were weak, I managed to turn on my back with a groan. I should be able to walk by tonight, after a long soak.

"That I almost destroyed the arena, super sensitive to noise, muscles hurt, and that I'm staying with a family that lives on the same block as me?" I asked sarcastically.

"Why didn't you call me when you could?" Yuuko sounded a bit hurt.

"Well, I didn't call anyone. I couldn't physically call anyone." I yawned, trying to push back my thoughts. "Besides, even if I called you, you're busy. I don't want you rushing out to Musutafu, especially when there really isn't anything you can do."

Yuuko grumbled. "At least call me so I can be worried about my last biological relative in this world." She muttered, but I didn't feel bad. I may have, but with our history, I didn't feel bad.

"Well, what were you busy on?"

"Making a marriage alliance."

I groan. "I almost got killed because I refused to marry someone. I really don't like the business world."

"You act like being a hero facing villains is any better." She mused.

"Better than politics like that." I sighed, closing my eyes.

"Well, I'll let you go, if you promise to call me tonight." Shit.

After chewing my lip, I sigh out again. I am getting too old for my age."I promise to call you tonight."

"Great. Now I can let you go." And with that, she hung up. I let go of the phone, it sliding down my shoulder, letting my arm fall flat. It hurt to hold the phone, but at least I could do it.