I do not own BMHA. I only own my OC's.
Trigger Warning: This is the only warning that will be posted. There will be violence, blood, sexual themes, language, and anything else that you can think of that might happen. Honestly, that's probably all. If something different, I'll post a warning. Also: This use to be titled, My Dawn, Your Dusk, Our Everything. The title is now related to a song that actually fits the pair perfectly, In the name of love by Martin Garrix & Bebe Rexha.
"Another hero school has been attacked by villains?"
"What the hell? When did this happened?"
"Just yesterday. It was Kanazawa Nisui High."
"Last week the League of Villains attacked the USJ and now there was an attack all the way in Kanazawa? Was is it the League of Villains as well? Why was this attack not all over the news?"
"Well, that's because the principal decided to not make that information public knowledge…" Principal Nezu trailed off as he slowly took a sip of his tea. Midnight, Present Mic, Thirteen, Aizawa, Vlad, Snipe, Ectoplasm, All Might, and Cementoss sat and watched the tiny principal, as he lowers his cup back to the table. "It would be frightening if it got out that two hero schools were attacked within a week of one another."
The cuff on Midnight's wrist clinked as she raised her hand to her face, frowning. "So, what happened with the students? Teachers?"
"No students were harmed, and five teachers and an aid were severely injured from the attack. It was during the evening when the teachers were having a meeting. It appeared a villain with a fire quirk and possible one who can accelerate the fire was involved. As of right now, only the facility members know what happened."
"The students do not know?"
Nezu shook his head at the question, which prompted Thirteen to question him even further. "I don't understand, why wouldn't the students know? I feel as if they should know what is going on."
"Kanazawa Nisui High isn't as big or popular as U.A, and they do not want to cause fear to their students, families, and the public. As of right now, they are saying that this was an accidental fire caused by a gas leak."
All Might frowned at this and scratched his head, trying to figure out where exactly all this was going. "So, what does that mean for the students?"
With a smile, Nezu raised his hand and gave the answered to his question. "I'm glad you asked, All Might! They have decided to tell the families that if they want their child to continue their studies, then a list of hero schools across the country have offered to take in a student and teach them! We have put in offer for one of their Hero course students to join us!"
"Has anyone took the offer?"
"Several actually, I just choose the student before the meeting."
"That was quick." Aizawa muttered, for some reason, he was getting a bad feeling from this meeting.
Nezu smiled as he handed the report to Aizawa, "Everything you know about your new student, Shiori Yomi, is right here in this file. Vlad proposed the idea of you having the student, saying you were most capable to deal with an extra student."
Most capable huh?
While no one could see it under the number of bandages that covered him, he was glaring over at Vlad, knowing this was a jab at him. Man liked to be competitive, that's for sure.
Glancing down at the file, he immediately knew his instinct was correct on the situation. This was going to be a nightmare.
Literal nightmare.
He held his arm to the light, his skin slightly dark in the early evening glow. The worst of the bruises were wrapped up by bandages on his left hand, and both of his legs. There were several cuts that had been healed, but the blood that had lingered was already brown and dried. They had another intense training session today and he over did it again…as usual.
Midoriya knew the moment he went home, and his mom saw him in his state, she would surely freak out. Recovery Girl did her best to heal his injuries, but she has healed him so many times over the last two weeks, and that has used a lot of his stamina. Laying his back against the bench and looking up at the orange hues that colored the sky.
"Who knew we would be fighting villains in our very first week…" His mind taking a trip down memory lane about what had happened over a week ago.
It was true what All Might had said; no class, especially first year class, had gone up since strong villains before. U.A has never been attacked before, it was truly a first, not just for the students, but for the teachers who taught there. To think we fought actual villains and survived.
Barely.
Glancing down at his left hand, he could help but inspect the bandage, feeling the slight achiness in his index finger from using One for All and the burning feeling of his body slowly healing. He looked like he did last week.
His legs were in the same condition; feeling of the burn of them healing as well. He couldn't keep doing this. He couldn't keep breaking his bones while trying to use One for All at a hundred percent. There had to be a way to learn how to make this quirk his own and fast. If the League of Villains attacked them over a week…who's to say that they won't attack them again.
Or when?
"All Might may have beaten that Nomu, but at what cost? He said that he's shortened the time span in his muscle form. That means he won't be able to use One for All very much and it will be responsibility to be able to master this power as quick as I can."
Pulling the notebook out of his back, he began to immediately scribble down thoughts on training and what should he also be doing differently. He had also written down notes on his training session today with Iida and Kaminari. It was an interesting team but ended up with Kaminari using over his wattage limit and causing Iida's engines to act funny and to beat Bakugo, Jiro, and Kirashima, he was going to need to use One for All to win.
Which they did.
Pissing off Bakugo in the progress.
And injuring Midoriya as well.
Sighing, he closed his notebook and started to carefully put his notebook back into his backpack. Ever since Bakugo had burnt it and threw it into the pond back in Junior High. So, he must be extra careful with it.
"Excuse me?"
Jerking up to the sound of a soft, silvery voice, one that he was not used to hearing around these parts. He knew most of the people around these parts, but this was new. Immediately looking up, he his face instantly turned red when his eyes laid upon the girl, who looked to be around the same age, stood behind him.
If there was one thing he had issues with, it's talking to girls. Not just pretty girls, but just any girl in general.
She had soft pearl-gray hair and honey olive skin which made her beautiful red lips stand out. Her mauve eyes wide and she was dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans and a grey band crop top. Adorning her feet was a pair of black and purple tennis shoes. She had a black messenger back hanging on her, a backpack that was slung over her shoulders and two suitcases behind her.
"U-Uh, yes. Hi! How can I help you?"
Looking down at piece of paper in her hands, she glanced back up to the green haired boy, tilting her head to the side. "I'm a little lost. I'm looking for building three, apartment 239."
"O-Oh yeah! It's those apartments over there to your right! Building three, is that last building."
"Oh, so I was close by. Okay, thank you for the help." She gave a small bow with her head, moving on to the buildings that were within her sight. Towing her two suitcases behind her, she moved past him, only to be stopped by his hand. "Huh?"
"W-Would you like help? You have a lot of bags and you will have to climb a flight of stairs to get to your apartment."
She gave him a quick scanned and could see that his body was literally covered in bruises and bandages. Waving her free hand, she used her other hand and pointed at his body. "I couldn't, you look like you've been in one hell of a fight and it's just one flight of stairs, I think I'll be alright."
"W-What? Oh this?" Midoriya glanced down at his injured self and laughed a little. She was right, he had been in one hell of a fight. "It's nothing, really. I don't mind."
"I'll be fine, really, I'm a lot stronger than I look. Thanks though." She started to head on toward the apartment building, but before she got to far, she gave a small smile and short wave. "See ya around."
Midoriya watched with a slight blush on his face as she walked away, waving with his good hand absentmindedly. "Y-Yeah…see you around."
Whoa, I talked to a girl!
Feeling the slight chill of the spring air lay against skin, knowing it was going to be dark soon and he should be heading on in for dinner and to do homework, before his mother worries anymore than she does about him.
Being in the building next to where he was met and given direction to the young woman, knowing he would probably see her again. The green haired boy started off into the direction of his own his home, so he could rest up and be ready for school on Monday.
Streams of sunlight fell through the thick wall of trees, filling up every space between the leaves with warm, sugary light. The rays tumbled down strands of grass, which gleamed with remains of the morning dew. The sky has ripened from a fresh orange color into a pale blue. Wisps of white clouds stood unmoving. They were so thin, they appeared to be stray brush marks on blue canvas, or traces of powdered sugar on a baker's azure counter top.
The weather is the kind that feels like a kiss of summer without the fiery heat of noon time in August. The grass is a soft green that almost has a hint of blue and in the sky is enough pristine white cloud to show how beautiful the sky was, how perfect. The concrete of the path was warm under Shiori's bare feet and she was glad to be free of the confines of her stockings and shoes.
Who needed to run when walking felt so blissful?
She stopped and closed her eyes so that she could focus just on the sound. There it was, the blackbird song, how could anyone not say that was music? She opened her eyes and let the daylight flood back in, bringing the spring light right back into focus. Then she sat with her legs stretched out on the fresh cut green lawn and looked for the flowers she loved just as much as the roses her grandfather tended with such loving care. It wasn't that she didn't appreciate the beauty of a rose, it was that she was equally in love with the garden's flowers, with Sumire and Akari Churippu.
Laying her back against the tree truck of the peach blossom tree, laying her stockings and shoes next to her. She took out a small bento box and began to eat several pieces of shrimp. Watching some of the other students goof off and play around during their lunch period; since it was the only time during the day during the school hours that they got to goof off and act like…well, normal kids.
Even though all the students aspired to be heroes, there were days like these, that they wondered what life would be like without quirks. In a world without quirks, there would be need for heroes since there would be no villains. You'd just have your average street criminals and the cops that could handle them without a problem. That would mean the teens at U.A could just be regular teens; teens who spent their days carefree, flirting with one another, focusing on after school activities and dream about what they wanted to be when they grew up.
Just like how the group of boys were doing with their short game of baseball out in the courtyard.
Life would honestly be much simpler.
Peering down at her lunch, she moved her chopsticks around in her box, trying to grasp a piece of her spider roll. Enjoying of the sounds of a small baseball game going on, it took her right back down memory road. Back to the days when her life was filled with laughter and listening to her two best friends, who whined over that she was older than them. Always whining about how they were her best friends and both boys, so they could protect her from all the mean people in the world. Protect her from all the bullies who feared her because of her quirk.
If she was going to be a hero, they both become heroes as well.
We can be heroes together, Shiori! We'll be the three man-er…woman, whatever, team. No villain would be able to stop us, we'll be unstoppable.
"Heh…guess them two idiots weren't wrong after all." She murmured as she slides a piece of shrimp into her mouth.
Oh yeah.
Ever since the hero school was burned down back in her hometown, everyone in her school was separated. Mortia had went on to Shiketsu High and Takanashi had went onto another High School, Mortia and her wasn't sure where he had gone on too. He had left before they had a chance to ask, and he hasn't responded to any text messages, which was unusual. Guess he was just busy settling into his new place and school.
Hell, I haven't even met my new class yet due to the principal talking a lot and the teacher who wanted to quiz me about my quirk and everything I had learned during my week and half of my old school. I do get to meet them after lunch here and hopefully they won't fear…
Such negative thoughts on the first day of school...
Shiori shot her head up from her lunch and out of her thoughts to the sound that the voice in her head, sighing as she felt the happiness in their voice. Standing in front of her, was a very small, dragon looking shadow figure with wide white eyes and looked like it could be a plushie. Glancing back, she could see that her shadow was completely gone, and everything around her still had a shadow.
"Regardless how I feel, you shouldn't be out. Look how tiny you are!" Shiori leaned over and measured how tall it was, which only stood not even two feet tall.
Feed me more negative thoughts or shadows and I won't be so tiny.
"Kuro!"
Kuro shrugged his shoulder, looking around at all the shadows and its eyes widening at all the "food" that was available. Food! he excited started to run towards the students who were currently playing baseball in the middle of the court yard.
"Wait! Kuro don't go eating other people shadows!" Shiori yelled, scrambling to her bare feet and running after the mischievous little shady one. She hadn't even paid attention to the boy who had thrown the ball with his wind quirk, which was heading for the tiny shadow.
They look so delicious~ Kuro purred in delight.
"H-Hey watch out little dude!"
Shiori watched Kuro stop and stare into the direction that the voice had came from. Thankfully, the moment it had stopped, Shiori was able to nab it into her arms and sigh. "You've seriously need to stop, you gluttonous little thing." That's rude.
Looking up, she saw the ball that was heading toward them and knew now what the hell that the boy had meant. Shiori and Kuro had a baseball heading directly towards them and at a fast a rate at that.
"Oh shit."
That's a fast ball...
"Dark Shadow!" A serious, yet deep voice yelled out. Out of the corner of her eye, Shiori saw another student standing close by, but it was his appearance that really caught her attention. He looked like any other male student…expect, he had a bird-shaped head. He also had a shadowy creature-like being that was connected to him and the shadow creature that sort of resembled a bird, enlarged its hand and caught the ball before it struck the two. "Got it, Fumikage!"
Kuro stared up at Dark Shadow, almost as if he was debating if it should try and eat it or not. Shiori was still staring at the boy who summed the shadow beast. She hadn't met anyone else with a similar quirk as of hers. It was truly interesting.
"Are you alright?"
Nodding her head, Shiori rubbed the top of Kuro's head, Oh that feels good. "Yes, thank you. I was too busy trying to catch Kuro here, that I hadn't paid attention to what the boy had said when he threw it. When the little gluttonous shadow here sees all sorts of other shadows, he tries to go run off and eat them."
He just nodded his head with a small hum, before placing his hands into his pants pocket. "Be more careful next time." Watching as Dark Shadow got in Kuro's face, staring at it intently.
What happened next, shocked Dark Shadow and Tokoyami, but didn't…exactly shock Shiori.
Kuro opened this mouth and munched on Dark Shadow.
"Dark Shadow!"
"Kuro! What did I say about eating shadows without my permission?" Shiori scowled at the tiny shadow, who just sat there with a part of Dark Shadow in its mouth. It tried to munch on the big shadow bird a couple of times, before it realized that it was attached to its host and there was no way it was going to be able to eat it.
"Bleeeeerp." Bleh. He doesn't taste good. Even with his mouth full of the other quirk, he could still talk about it.
Kuro practically threw up what little of Dark Shadow it had consumed and watched as it retreated inside of Tokoyami. Gently being sat on the ground, its host bent over slightly and raised her finger, getting onto the small creature of darkness.
"That was highly inappropriate of you. Now, retract yourself right now before you cause any more trouble."
I'm taking a nap. He huffed.
Tokoyami watched as the tiny shadow whined and sunk into the ground, moving behind her and formed back into her shadow. Shiori bowed her head and apologized for what had happened. "I'm terribly sorry my quirk tried to eat your quirk…he just loves to eat other shadows."
"No harm done." Thankfully she couldn't hear Dark Shadow complaining about what just happened. While it was mildly annoying, he was intrigued by her quirk and how exactly it worked. "It intrigues me that you have a shadow quirk as well. So, you too understand the majesty of the abyss?"
Tucking a strand of her pearl gray hair behind her ears, she couldn't help but smile a little. "Perhaps the butterfly is proof that you can go through a great deal of darkness, yet still become something beautiful."
"Ah. So, you are- "
The teen was immediately cut off by the faint sound of the bell ringing, signaling the students that lunch is over and it's time to head to class, Shiori immediately jumped and picked up her stockings and shoes. "Unfortunately, I must go, I have to meet my new class. Thanks again for the help and perhaps I'll see you around."
Tokoyami watched as she ran off with a short wave, hopping on each foot to get her stockings and shoes on. She was an interesting one, who happened to have a shadow quirk as well, and appeared to revel in the darkness. Something that surprised him slightly, as she was an attractive woman, one who looked as if she would revel in the light. She appeared to be a case of "don't judge a book by its cover". He wouldn't mind meeting her again and learning about her shadow quirk, just as long as it didn't try to eat Dark Shadow again.
It was horrible, Fumi~
Withholding his chuckle, the stoic teen made his way toward his own classroom. Curious to know what exactly Aizawa had in stored for them today.
"Alright, sit down and be quiet. I don't have much time this afternoon before classes start, so I want to get this out of the way now. Especially after what I had to deal with over the last few days…"
Silence took over the entire class, as each of the students just stared at him. He was always so cryptic and oftentimes he told lies to class to keep them on edge. So…what tactic was he going to use today?
"Please tell me that we don't have to fight anyone today." Mineta cried as he fidgeted in his seat.
"I'd beat the hell out of all you!" Bakugo slammed his fist into his palm, grinning ear to ear. He hoped it would be a fight, oh how he hoped.
"I'm not finished." Aizawa sighed, rubbing head at the headache that was starting to form. Yes, they were still kids and they were going to act like kids at times, no surprise there. Still, it's wishful thinking to think these kids would learn to stay quiet. Wishful thing indeed. "Anyway, we are having a new student join our class starting today- "
"Who is this person?!"
"Is it a girl? Please tell me it's a girl."
"Where are they going to sit?"
If his hands weren't in bandages at that moment, he would've ran a hand down his face, so instead, Aizawa just let out a small groan as he continued. "Guys, I'm not finished. There was an accident at a small hero school and for the time being, they have decided to shut down the school. So, each of their students were transferred to different hero schools across the country. As for Sero's question, they will sit behind Uraraka."
Mineta jumped up in his seat, raising his hand. "Please tell me that we have another girl coming to the class!"
Staring the little pervert down until he settled back down into his, Aizawa turned towards the door, "You came come in now."
Students watched as the door slowly opened, most of them were on the edge of their seat. Most were excited that they were getting a new student in their class. They wanted to know everything about them; where were they from? What kind of quirk do they have? How strong are they? Hopefully they aren't a pervert like Mineta.
Luckily, the front row had the advantage of seeing the new kid and all that was heard from them was Hagakure commenting about "How pretty!" they were. When Midoriya and Tokoyami saw the student walked in, they both knew instantly who the new kid was.
The new student that walked in was certainly a woman, much to Mineta's perverted delight. Standing at an even 5'1, she was on the smaller end of the scale compared to the other students in class. She had long pearl gray hair that ended just at her waist with short frayed bangs which complimented her honey olive skin. Wide, beautiful mauve eyes stared at the class, lighting up even more when she saw the two boys that have helped her out the last two times that she's needed it. She offered a radiating smile that shined like the sun, completely different from those mauve eyes that reminded one of dusk turning to night.
Wearing the standard U.A uniform, but instead her legs were cladded in black thigh-high stockings and her feet adorned with the white school shoes.
Bowing her head, she introduces herself to the entire class. "Good afternoon! My name is Shiori Yomi, you may either Shiori or Yomi. I transferred in from Kanazawa Nisui High and hopefully not transferring again anytime soon. It's so nice to finally meet all of you." Shiori gave a closed eye smile, placing her hands together.
So cute! Sero, Kaminari, and Kirashima thought, as she introduced herself to the class. She jumped slightly at the sudden sound of students overwhelming her with tons of questions.
"What's your quirk?"
"What happened to your last school?"
"How strong are you?"
"What's your bra size?!"
It was the last question that caused the entire class to fall into utter silence, with the only sound was the sound of the miniature perverted freak being slapped in the cheek. Aizawa was more then done with all of this and coughed, pointing toward the empty seat in the back.
"Enough. You can all ask her questions later. Yomi take a seat in the very back behind Uraraka. Hope you came prepared, we are about to go over some heroics lessons that we learned last week. I won't give you a handicap for being transferred in the middle of class.
Shiori had sat her black backpack down and nodded her head toward her new mummified teacher. Being U.A, she knew they were more advanced in their studies and pushed their students harder than ever. She was well prepared to catch up to her new fellow students. "I won't let you down, Mr. Aizawa."
"Hm. We shall see."
