Takeshi walked into the hospital and towards Reina’s room slowly. Despite him losing an arm, that woman’s quirk healed most of it so he was able to leave just a day or so later. While he was told to rest, He really couldn’t. Though...unlike Reina, he actually did not push himself too hard till he knew he was fine.
During his time back at the school he had been focusing on his training for his quirk. Not being able to use it at will reliably anymore because he relied too much on his hand movements. He made little progress, with focus he could again do very basic shapes and pull only from a few feet away. Kenichi had come to him though, asking to train. So he had taken that up at night with him...partly because he couldn’t sleep that well anymore...and partly because Kenichi was making up for missing the first week.
He was tired, that was true. But he wanted to check up on Reina. Who was here a little longer because of her...stubbornness, and her injuries were probably the worst of all of them. The fact she was able to stand despite that really stuck with him.
He rounded the corner after the stairs, reaching out to open the door with his left hand...only to realize after an awkward moment, that his hand was gone. Just leaving him swinging his stub in the air. He paused for a minute and closed his eyes...taking a deep breath. He had put on a strong face for Michiko, Fumika, even Reina and everyone else. But the fact of losing his arm was kinda hitting him late in the game. After realizing how much he actually USED his left arm.
He reached out again as if in defiance of this realization and used his elbow to push the door open. Making his way to Reina’s room. He noticed the door was open and he peaked around the corner to see her leaning her head against the window.
He hesitated for a moment before saying softly.
” I'm pretty sure standing and leaning against the window is not resting...and I’m sure that's what the nurses wanted you to be doing.” He said with a small smile.
”The more you get up and move around, the longer its going to take to get out of here. he added, lifting his right hand that held a plastic bag. And itching the side of his nose. Getting a good wiff of the homemade sushi Michiko made for her as he did.
”I brought you some home cooked food.. He said as he hesitated for a moment and looked down. A slight redness could be seen on his cheeks.
Uh.. Michiko insisted I bring some for you.
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