Where Am I? Who Will I Be? MHA/BNHA

8. Home..A picky word

!AUTHORS NOTE!
This is more of a filler chapter. I do recommend reading, but it isn't needed. Just some dadsawa
!AUTHORS NOTE!

^thinking^ "speaking" _noise_

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1st Person View: Asher

After being in a hospital for a day or two, I've realized that something good is actually happening in my life. No. Just joking I hate it in here, so.. what's the word? Chemically? Uhm. Yeah I really don't know what the word is. But oh well.

But for real. I got to meet these cool people, one who looks like they don't get enough sleep and could sleep for 5 decades if they really tried too, Erasurehead. A literal boom box, that sadly won't be able to change the music it plays, Present Mic. A massive body builder? Apparently this guy is number 1 hero. I shouldn't be rude, but like- come on.. Seriously.. How does he get his big body anywhere without knocking down 5 people every 2 steps, All Might. Little- Basicslly a teddy bear! Nezu. And finally, red light, green light, his pants are not on fire but someone else's pants might as well be, Detective Tsukauchi.

I didn't know much about either of them, but- that I'll be learning Japanese, staying at Erasures house, and that they'll be trying to find my family! You never know when you miss someone, until you've separated from them.

Also- this has just been like a ding! Kind of moment in my brain. Everyone is a pro hero- well everyone other than Nezu and Detective Tsukauchi. But they work with them all the time~ No worries.

_screeeech_

A fast, hard slam brought me out from my daydream. Bringing me into my senses I recollect my surroundings. I was in Erasureheads car. It was black and sleak. But quite comfortable, and not that expensive. From what I could guess. I don't know a single thing about cars, let alone Japanese cars. Mr Erasure had slammed on the brakes because a kid came out of nowhere and ran on the road. "Holy fuck"

I nearly got booted out the car because of that kid. I rolled down my window. "HEY KID! NEXT TIME, LOOK BOTH WAYS BEFORE CROSSING!" I scream at the small kid. Who gave me a confused yet terrified look. They then yelled something to their parents and cried. "Shit-" I forgot they don't speak English. For all they know I could've just yelled insults at them.. Whoopsies. Sorry bro..

Erasurehead sighed. Looking at me through the rear view mirror.

Ok just because I don't know fuck shit about cars, doesn't mean I ain't gonna know what simple names are. Ok? Ok. Good. I continue this mini debate in my head to myself. Dam. Guess all the mince and cheese pies did go straight into my brain. Oh well, they were to good to put down.

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I groaned, we finally got to what I'm guessing is Mr Erasureheads house. Small. Cozy. Black. Just what I expected from him wearing black baggy clothes, black hair, looks depressed, probably acts depressed if I can understand him also.

Pulling out his phone, he typed some words on his screen, then used the text to speak button. "This is my house, buy it." The phone said in English, I got slightly confused about the 'buy it' part but guessed that, that was just a trashy error made by... joogle?.. He continued typing- "I'll show you to your bedroom." The ai voice spoke. I nodded in reply.

We walked past a lounge and kitchen open floor plan, down a hallway, past what I guessed was the bathroom. Then into my bedroom. The guest bedroom. I looked around slightly. Bookcase over there, halfway filled with random books, queen bed? Something like that size. Which was big compared to my old single bed. A desk, chair, wardrobe and some other items which I didn't quite recognize.

I walked up to Mr Erasure and bowed... Fuck is this enough? I learned a while ago that bowing is a sign of respect to elders or higher ups. ^Or maybe it is a way to say sorry? Or is it to say thank you? I really need those Japanese lessons, Mr Mic...^ Erasurehead only smiled in reply when I stopped bowing, giving me a ruffle on my head.

Shortly after we had dinner, it was sushi. Chicken sushi. I had told him what sushi I liked on a translate app. Hoping it said what I asked for. Thankfully- it did. I never really liked sushi much. Only eating it once, so I kept with eating a flavour I knew I liked.

After that we soon head to bed. I was lying in bed. I had grown slightly accustomed to the timezone here. I'm no longer awake at the wrong times... But.. I couldn't sleep, it was so hard to sleep. I normally had kylo with me, cludded up with here whenever I was in my bed. But. Now I'm alone... Fully.. No nurses to check on me every hour... Thankfully, but it gave me a sense of safety. But that safety is gone now that I'm in this pitch dark room. That I've only known about for a few hours..

^Will I be able to call this home soon? Would I ever be able to all Japan home?^ What is home? People say it's where you grew up.. Others say it's where you are, while there's so many different reasons. What is my reason? What is my home? Family? Friends? Myself? Where I grew up? My actual home? Or where I currently live? I start spiraling into my thoughts.

I feel my face get hot and wet, I don't want to cry.. But I can't help it.. It just- comes. ^God. I'm so weak.. Can't even handle figuring out what the hell is home. How am I supposed to deal with finding my family or... Becoming a hero?....^

_creak_

"Hello? Asher? You... good?" Erasurehead spoke, voice gruffed from waking up.

I knew he was trying to be kind, by using English but I wasn't feeling it. "Go away..." I grumbled from my pillow. Not sure if he understood or not.

Quickly typing on his phone, then pressing text to speech, a male ai voice spoke aloud "I'm here if you need it. I understand how it may feel. All this. It mustn't be easy. Though I do not understand your feelings, if you told me, or someone or even cry it out. It will feel a little bit lighter. It won't be a heavy piece of metal. It'll be slightly lighter." The ai voice spoke clearly. 100% not how a normal voice would speak.

I looked up at him, then quickly averted my eyes away from his.. Face... To my hands. "...ok..." I mumbled. Moving to the side so Erasurehead has enough space to join.

Moving slowly, he lifted the blanket up and sat on the bed. He then ruffled my hair slightly, with moonlight shining in as little streaks through the blinds. I smiled softly. Closing my eyes, freely letting small teardrops fall.. Nothing to extreme... But those words were helpful..

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Words, such things. Most people speak words, but yet most don't understand what they could do.
They could harm a person, or group.
They could save a person, or group.
They could torture, remind, persuade.
So much simple words could do. But not all people realize that, not all people think before saying. Not all people think of the consequences.

HOly fudge who knew I could speak wise words. I think-
Anyway

Hope you enjoyed this small fill in type of chapter! :D