Mineta One-Shots

Special Treatment: Recovery Girl Visits

“This isn't going to stop, is it?” Vlad asked as they walked.

“Nope.” Aizawa sighed, shaking his head. “I'm going to check on those three in Chiyo's office, I'll let you know if anything happens.” he told the man as they stopped at the school's front doors. “Recovery Girl said that Mina's nails are coated in her acid, we have to teach her a different method for using her quirk.” Aizawa informed Vlad. The other nodded and left with a light sigh. Paperwork. Since Mineta's little outburst, it's gotten to a lot of the students in UA and now they're beginning to act out, even students in their third year. It was putting a lot on the teachers, especially Aizawa and Hizashi, they were loosing sleep and time with Eri.

The man put a hand through his hair and opened the doors to UA, going straight to Recovery Girl's office to see the boys and get an update from her. When he opened the door, he was met with two crying teenagers and a very annoyed purple haired boy. “I'm okay!” Mineta whined as the two squeezed him. Aizawa and Mineta met eyes, making the boy gasp lightly. “Mister Aizawa! Come get your son and the crazy French boy!” he begged. Mineta was still in his nightwear, his hair just as tangled and messy as before, the only thing different—was the patch of bandages that covered his right cheek, going under his chin slightly.

“You two,” Aizawa started, his voice tired. “get off of Mineta, he's had a long few hours.” he told them. Both stared at the man, tightening their grips ever so slightly.

“Don't even try it,” Chiyo said, turning in her chair to look at Aizawa. “I already tried that.” she sighed, pointing at the boys. When Aizawa turned to look, Monoma had moved Mineta into his lap while Shinsou sat infront of them. Mineta went from complaining about the squeezing to being immersed in their conversation. Aizawa sighed and shook his head. “Now, about what we do next.” Chiyo spoke up, making Aizawa turned to her. “He will be fine, her nails did not go as deep, but deep enough to cause scarring.” she told him. “Make sure to change out his bandages and make sure that it doesn't get infected.” she said, unfortunately for them, Monoma and Shinsou heard.

“We can do it!” Monoma said quickly, his arms wrapped securely around Mineta's torso. The adults looked to him with confused looks. Monoma and Shinsou both shared looks that they've only seen on Midoriya. Both boys held looks of determination, their faces red from crying and eyes watering ever so slightly. Aizawa blinked. Shinsou has never, not once, looked at him like that, even when it came to cats that he wanted.

“Please dad?” Shinsou begged. Shouta wasn't sure what to do or say, so, with a sigh, he nodded. Both teens grinned widely, making Aizawa's heart squeeze. Chiyo sighed as well.

“Once he's back on his feet, I will give you what you need.” she told the boys. All three nodded and went back to conversating about heaven knows what, but it kept Mineta distracted and that's what they were going for. “Students are coming in hurt, more than usual, and it's no accident or from quirk training.” Chiyo whispered to the man. Aizawa looked at her. He knew about the students sudden change in character, but now they're hurting each other? This was becoming ridiculous.

“How many?” he asked her, keeping his voice low so that the boys wouldn't be able to hear.

“Six in the past two days.” his eyes widened slightly. “Each claim that it was due to quirk training, but I checked their scheduleds, they were supposed to be on patrol with other pro heros.” she explained. Just as Aizawa went to speak, Mirio came in with Tamajiki on his shoulder, bruise and blood on his face and arms.

“Help.” Mirio's voice was soft, tears wheeling up in his eyes. Amajiki made a soft noise, everyone in the room was frozen into place. Both boys looked as though they had just been in a fight with a villain, but Amajiki was the target, not Mirio. Chiyo quickly stood and made her way to one of the beds, Aizawa and Shinsou helping the two teens get to each clear bed. Mirio seethed when Shinsou touched him, making the other boy flinch. Shinsou shook it off and helped him to the bed, laying him down.

“What the hell happened?!” Shinsou asked with hast, looking between the two teenagers. Mirio groaned.

“Third years are loosing it.” he muttered, taking a breath. “Was supposed to meet with Tama when I saw' em.” his words slurred. Mirio put his arm over his eyes, letting out a pained noise.

“Shoo shoo!” Chiyo said, swatting her hands at the purple haired teen. “He needs rest, pester your boyfriends, not my patient.” she told him. Shinsou's face flushed and he put his hands up, waving them.

“Wait- wait no!” he tried to explain that she had it all wrong, but he was stammering, his words jumbled so she couldn't understand what he was saying. Monoma's pale face burned as well as the tips of his ears. Mineta rolled his eyes at the two and continued to play with Monoma's finger tips, he hid his own blush and ignored them. After a while, Shinsou, Monoma and Aizawa had to leave, it being past curfew and Aizawa needing to make sure that Mina was awake and alright—then lecture her ass all night. Shinsou and Monoma left with a million goodbyes to Mineta, making him smile.

Once they left, Chiyo told him and Mirio to get some sleep and to call if they needed anything. Mirio fell asleep rather quickly, but Mineta couldn't, his face itched and it was making him uncomfortable. He took a breath and quietly got up from the bed, leaving the room, he made his way to the boy's bathroom. He looked into the mirror and frowned, no wonder his face was so irritated, the bandages were messed up. Damn it, Monoma..he thought, going to take them off, he made sure that the first aid kit was in the bathroom (it was a new install due to Midoriya, Katsuki, and Shoto) so that he could change the bandages.

It hurt like hell to take them off, but he finally managed to get them off. He gasped when he saw the right side of his face. Three pink lines stained his cheek with matching spots. He hated it, so much, so he quickly, and carefully, cleaned it and wrapped it back up. Mineta cleaned up his mess and made his way back to Recovery Girl's office. He got back into the bed and pulled his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around them. He didn't like how he looked as it was, this just added to it. Now he had scars.

What ugly scars.