My Hero Academia: Aspirations

Chapter 11

Aspirations
Chapter 11

You could feel your body relax into your bed as you shifted around. Though you knew you should clean up a bit, you couldn't bring yourself to care. Such was the languid sensation that spread up through you. Unfortunately the calculated knock on your door set your heart to pounding quickly for a very different reason.

Guilt and embarrassment made you want to hide under your covers. Duty and curiosity got you out of bed. You pulled on a moderately thick bedroom robe as you made your way to the door despite the not so subtle protests of your legs. As you opened the door to see what, or rather whom, needed your attention, you kept the robe closed with your hand. The answer to that was Aizawa.

And he looked tired as hell. Some of his capture tape was even wrapped around one of his hanging arms. Said arm looked like it was bent in weird places and pulled out of socket. Your shocked, horrified, expression pulled a reaction out of him too. It was a mixture between a grunt and an appology.

"What happened?" You asked as you moved aside so he could come in.

You had a feeling you already knew the answer. The only reason he'd be damaged this badly at this time of night was because of a villain attack.

"Villains are getting bolder now that All Might's retired."

You nodded but stared at him as he started to walk towards your couch. From the way he was moving there was a good chance one of his legs and some ribs were injured too. Bold villains he said; more like vicious and skilled. Aizawa wasn't one to shy from throwing himself into the line of danger to protect others but the last time you had seen him this bad off was when the USJ had been attacked. And now this. The injuries were months apart but you had a bad feeling about it. Back at the USJ incident he'd gone to Recovery Girl so you only helped with the aftermath. The only reason you could imagine that he'd come to you instead at this point was because there was someone in a more dire situation. It wasn't a comforting thought.

"Damn," Aizawa cussed to himself as he tried to pull his uniform's shirt off, only to fail. Probably due to the pain starting to lock his body up.

You moved from your stupor over to him. You played through his injuries in your head. It would take you a while to comb through his body and knit everything back into proper order. And he hadn't exactly come when you were at your awake peak. He'd come after a peak...just not a very helpful one unfortunately.

"Have a seat," you told him quietly but firmly. "I need to get the bed ready."

His silent stare was questioning enough that Aizawa didn't have to ask a single word.

"Your wounds seem varied and spread out. Trying to figure them out and patch you up with just my hands would take until morning," you told him honestly. "It'll be faster if I can work on everything at once. Unless you have an objection?"

He slowly shook his head no. You turned around to do what you just said you'd to. Preparing your bed included turning down the blanket while hastily removing a towel you'd placed down earlier, hoping he didn't notice, and spreading out two new towels on the other side of the bed. You had a feeling that he had more than a couple cuts and you wanted to protect the mattress from that. It was far easier to replace a couple towels and some bedding than a mattress. Considering that the mattress wasn't really yours and all.

You vaguely wondered if the situation was better or worse than the first night you'd spent at the Hero's Alliance dorms. Your aunt had sent him to you while you were wearing nothing but lingerie then. Now you looked more covered up but the honest truth was that you only had a robe on. Oddly enough that was actually helpful for what you were about to do but...oh god it was going to be embarrassing as hell.