Blasty was getting on my fucking

nerves and it's not helping my mental state. Fucking Katsuki is going to get punched. The walk back to our unit was quiet. I could see Izuku is taking refuge with Momo and Ochaco.

Shut up.

Shut up!

Shut Up! None of you are real!

"SHUT UP!"

I froze. Did I just say that out loud? I look up and the faces I got confirmed I did. When did we get back to the unit?

"Hitoshi is everything alright sweetie," I looked up at Midnight, as she said that.

I need to get away from them. I nod my head yes but I could sense the eyes staring at the back of my head. I walk straight to my shared room.

-

I watch Hitoshi walk to our room. I look at everyone's faces and they seemed to not be bothered by the outburst but concerned. I look at Katsuki and he had a dark concerning look. Everyone kinda went to the day room, while some took a nap.

Katsuki still looked concerned but it looked like he was angry too.

"Alright it's time for vitals and meds," I look up to see the dark haired male, with the scarf from earlier. He looked really tired.

He called everyone up one by one in the hallway. Taking blood pressure and handing out meds. I could see he's asking questions.

"Izuku Midoryia," he called my name last and I nervously walked to the hall,"take a seat." I did that then he put the wrap around my arm. Then it began to squeeze my arm, "Im Aizawa, I'm the charge nurse for most of the week," then he flipped through the papers in his clipboard. "Any pain today, voices, anything important?"

"No," I said shaking my head.

I saw him write on the clipboard he had, "You'll be seeing the doctor shortly. There, you will he prescribe medication. Ok?"

"O-ok," I stutter.

He looks at me, with dark eyes. That's not freaking me out at all. Then he smiles, Why is he smiling. Stop that. "Everything is going to be fine, you'll be out before you know it."

He takes off the wrap on my arm and goes down the hall to do the others. My room is first. He's probably going to do Hitoshi first. . . I hope he's alright.

I walk back into the day room AND before I knew it the pink haired girl known as raccoon eyes from bakugou calling her was in front of my face. "You're new."

"U-uh yeah, got here last night."

"Interesting," she seemed to be studying my face, "My names Mina."

She smiles hugely, "Uh, I'm Izuku Midoryia."

"Well Izuku," saying my name very high pitched, "let me introduce you to the ones you dont know in unit 6."

"O-k," I said very slowly because I'm very unsure about this person . . . and everyone else.

She wraps her arm around my shoulders, she begins pointing and saying the names to each point, "That's my favorite pickachu Denki Kaminari," pointing to the blonde.

"Sup."

"That's my favorite muscle man Eijiro Kirishima."

"Yo, bro."

"That's our Momo and BABY GIRL Jiro," they both end up waving since they already introduced themselves, "And our beautiful, sparkly baby Aoyama."

"Meri," is he French?

"That's Ochaco, Tenya, and the ones napping are Tetsutetsu, he's the one with silver hair and eyes. Shiozaki is the one with long green hair, somewhat extremely religious. And Shouto is the one with half red hair and half white, very anti-social. Also his dad works here."

Jiro chirped in, "Dont forget we have group therapy in a hour."

Mina groans very dramatically and ended up on the floor, causing most to laugh. Hopefully it's not as bad as Aizawa said.

-

There was a knock on the door. I turn my head to the door and see Aizawa. Probably the only adult I fully trust, "Hey kiddo."

"Hey," i said quietly.

He gets closer and begins to taking my blood pressure, "Any pain or voices, thoughts?"

"Yes, the . . ., " I look down feeling ashame of myself.

"Hey, it's ok," he said rubbing his hand on my back as he sits on the bed next to me.

It takes me a minute to finally say something, "The . . . The voices went stop saying the same thing. I-" choked, "I want them to stop. To go away."

I didn't realized I was crying until Aizawa wipes them off, "It's going to be ok. I promise you, once you get out, I'm going to take you with me. I'll adopt you, away from those bad people."

I look at him, feeling I want to cry harder because someone actually cares, "Really?"

"Yes, you're already my baby," he wipes the tears off my face with his scarf, "get some sleep, ok."

He ruffles my messy purple hair and hands me my meds and water, "ok," I smile a small smile at him.

"Good," he takes the empty cups and walks out the room, taking more than one look back.

When he finally goes, I get back under the covers, trying to get comfortable the best you can on these beds.

Facing the otherside that didn't have the door. It wasn't a even 15 minutes when the door opens again.

". . . Purple muppet," I hear an unsure voice.

I wonder if I don't move, he'll go away. A pillow was thrown at me, or not.

"I know you're awake."

I turn around and face Katsuki, "Nice observing skill detective."

He frowns at me, he looked like he had words stuck in his throat, I raise a brow. "Did. . . Did I. . .,"he takes a deep breathe, "Did I cause your voices to get louder."

I freeze once more and turn the other way around, "I dont want to talk about it."

Shut up.

I close my eyes as hard as I can. I didn't hear Katsuki move, until I felt his forehead on mind. I look at him and he had his eyes shut tightly. "I'm sorry for causing them to be louder."

-

"I'm sorry."

The voice? It died out. Its quiet.

I smile, I put my hand on his head, "it's ok, Blasty the Bipolar."

He chuckles, "fucking purple muppet," he grabs my hand and leans and my bed, I sing his closes arm as a pillow, "get some sleep."

He didn't once let go of hand, the last I remember was seeing Katsuki watching me very concerned, like a pomeranian waited to see if his owner would be alright. Hah, he really does look like an angry pomeranian, duck, I giggle and fall asleep, holding onto Katsuki's hand.