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Enter! Iida Tenya! A normal person! Sort of.

I sat in my room listening to Chopin as the police turned my underwear draw upside down and crawled under my four-poster bed looking for stolen artifacts. It was the tenth time this month and the third time this week. Lovely.

"Ojou-sama." Our butler said gently setting a cup and saucer down onto the wooden table beside me. His voice was smooth and calm. His hands slightly calloused. I would like to say that his quirk was making stupidly good tea but it wasn't. His quirk made him into some kind of ghost. No. I'm serious. When he uses his quirk, everything goes right through him. He tells me that he gets transparent as well but he could be lying for all I know. The only catch is that he's basically helpless in ghost form. It's disturbing as hell though when he suddenly sticks his head into a room to talk and since ghost I don't realize that he's in the room and I end up jumping out of my skin. I think he does it on purpose at times just to see me freak.

"Thanks Akira-cchi." I said gently wrapping my fingers around the slim handle of the cup as the police shook out my pillows and blew across the hot tea. I always felt awkward calling him Akira-cchi but did it at his insistence. Why the hell a man would attach a cutesy suffix like that to his already androgynous name I will never know but there you have it. I considered my version by far the least awkward. My mother and father alternated between Aki-pon and Aki-chan.

I would like to say that Yagetsu Akira had a pretty face and a flowery personality to warrant such nicknames but I couldn't. Yagetsu Akira was over six foot tall and strong enough to lift up one side of the couch with one hand and vacuum underneath it with the other. He had what was described to me as 'sharp' features but all I could attest to was a prominent brow, high cheekbones and a high nose. Still, he had been around since before I was even born and he was basically part of the family.

I sipped a rather nice milk tea as the police tried to figure out if there was a painting of some sort hidden in my mattress. There wasn't.

"Ojou-sama. Please get ready to leave in five minutes." Akira-cchi told me as the police reluctantly gave up and started packing their evidence-collection kits away. I put the cup back down onto the saucer and stood with a nod.

"Okay." I agreed toes digging into the plush carpet. It felt nice, but it made the world a little bit fuzzy. Vibrations didn't travel as well through carpet as it did through solid stone. Akira-cchi guided me to the bed and gently placed my uniform in my hands.

"Be careful today Hisoka-chan. There's reports of a villain running around fifth street today!" Tadao said. He was a junior officer with X-ray vision as a quirk and very friendly. At this point, only the greenest of rookies took these raids seriously.

"Look after yourself Hisoka-chan! Don't let that father of yours smother you too much!" Akane said. Apparently, she was named Akane for her brilliant red fire-hair. Couldn't prove it by me. One, because it wasn't like I could see her hair and for another, I wasn't going to check if it was really fire. That would be just a stupid idea all around.

Another officer reached over to ruffle my hair and with many bids to stay safe in school the police were shown politely out the door like they were guests and hadn't just burst into the large house at four am in the morning and spent the next three hours rummaging through our trash.

I changed into my uniform, got handed my school bag and lunch by my mother and we all piled into separate cars.

My mother ran a software engineering business that was doing very well and my father was the head of an investment risk analysis firm. So basically, rolling in money.

The car I got into was comfortable with smooth leather seats and the chauffer started the car after he shut the door behind me. Enjou Ichiro had the most useless quirk in existence. The ability to change the color of his hair at will.

"Morning Ojou-sama." He said happily as he pulled away from the front steps of our frankly too-large house.

"Morning Ichiro-san. What color is it today?" I asked. It was a tradition. A little pointless for the both of us since I couldn't see the color at all but it was something we did. Ichiro was my personal chauffer. My father had employed him after I had been stuck at school for a solid hour because my mother who was supposed to pick me up that day had been stuck in a traffic jam caused by a villain who had torn a chunk out of the road. Apparently, there had been lots of screaming, lots of cussing and in a truly memorable moment, my mother had apparently said enough was enough and flew herself straight to my school to pick me up. Poor Akira-cchi had been stuck in traffic for four hours until they got the road repaired. By that point, I was already at home. I was given my own chauffer so that incident didn't happen again. A little overprotective. Just a little.

"Powder blue today Ojou-sama." Ichiro informed me smiling as he guided the car smoothly out into the street proper. "Are you prepared for your first proper day of school?"

"Bag, recorder, laptop, tablet." I listed "Lunch, money, student ID, phone. Yup."

The air riffled a bit as Ichiro nodded but he left it at that.

The trip to the school was relatively short. Just fifteen minutes by car and we were pulling up in front of the fancy private school gates. It was an expensive school that required top marks to get into not to mention the ridiculous school fees. The up-side was that because you were paying so much to go to the school, they were more than happy to accommodate you.

The school was a massive sprawling beast with high stone walls and fancy automatic sliding doors and three separate gyms. It was a school where you could almost expect the chairs to be gilded with gold and students to walk around with thousand-dollar shoes. The uniform itself cost a pretty penny going at three hundred thousand yen a set. If converted to American, it was close to three thousand dollars but it was still a ridiculous amount to pay for a uniform.

Ichiro opened the door for me and helped me out. I dealt with it. Mainly because of the five other cars that had pulled up, every student was being helped out of their cars.

"Please be safe and have a good day." Ichiro said with a bow and I nodded.

"Bye." I replied before heading into the school. It had taken quite the fight to be allowed to go to school on my own. My parents had been all for hiring someone to go with me. I decided that it was pushing it and fought for the right to attend class all on my lonesome. They agreed. Grudgingly.

I was dragged up in front of the class by the homeroom teacher to declare that yes, I am blind and hence allowed to record the lesson so that I could actually study. Since it was a rich school filled with rich kids, they all pretended to be civil and remained silent.

The lesson soon began going over the basics of the coming semester and expectations and assessments and the like. I plugged the recorder into the laptop and plugged the laptop to a little tablet. It was something that my mother had gotten me. It was a flat metal tablet that was filled with tiny holes. At the prompting of the laptop, it would turn text into braille. There was even a rather handy scroll bar at the sides so I didn't have to guess where I was up to. The laptop had a braille keyboard that received typed commands. It was handy. All I needed to do was to figure out how to draw diagrams on the tablet and I would be all set.

The best thing about being blind in Japan? No need to learn three different writing systems. I just had to figure out braille. Amazing how fast you learned when you literally had no other choice.

We got through the hour and into maths when the first commotion started.

"Now, as you can see from this diagram-" Reimu-sensei said tapping the board with a pointer. I assumed that he was tapping some form of diagram and was about to stick my hand up asking for a description before someone beat me to it.

"Sensei!" The guy next to me said loudly standing up abruptly and hand sticking straight up to the ceiling. "I would like to ask you to describe the diagram you have drawn on the board. Minami-san is blind and cannot see what you have indicated to!"

There was a stretch of shocked silence as the guy put his hand down but remained standing. Reimu-sensei coughed slightly awkward.

"Ah. Yes. I apologize Minami." Reimu-sensei said and the boy next to me promptly sat back down.

"It's fine. I'll put my hand up if there's something wrong." I assured and Reimu-sensei started to explain the pie-graph that he had drawn. I turned my head to the boy next to me and nodded. Not sure that he saw because I had no idea where he was looking, I whispered "Thanks."

"Hn." The boy said with a hum and a huff of air and a swift nod. We were silent for the rest of the lesson.

By the time the bell rang, the entire class started poking around looking for friends. The boy next to me got up and bowed.

"I am Iida Tenya! It is a pleasure to meet you!" He said and I bowed in return.

"Minami Hisoka. Nice to meet you too." I responded in kind. Iida shifted as he made a curious noise at the back of his throat as if he'd just noticed something.

"Minami-san. Why are you not wearing shoes?" He asked and I realized that he was staring down at my bare feet. I wriggled my toes and rocked a little from heel to toe.

"I see the world with my feet." I explained and knew that it made absolutely no sense. I decided to be nice and elaborate. "My quirk lets me control earth. I can feel vibrations that travel through the ground with my feet. Like how I can feel the air moving around the room. It's how I see the world."

"I see!" Iida said in realization "I'm sorry for my insensitive question!"

"It's not a problem." I waved off, it actually wasn't a problem. I had found that I would honestly rather that someone asked me straight out why the hell I wasn't wearing any shoes than someone whispering about my lack of footwear behind my back. Turns out, that little tidbit of your other senses becoming more acute if you lose one is true. It might not be super-power worthy hearing but it was still above average. Deciding to be friendly, I opened the next topic. "So, have you heard about All Might coming back after recovering from his injuries?"

"I have indeed!" Iida said eagerly and conversation flowed easily from there. When in doubt, talk about heroes. It was the profession to be in if you had the quirk for it. The only unfortunate thing was that most people didn't have the quirk for it. Take Ichiro. The ability to change his own hair color. All in all useless and not going to help him become a super-hero.

As friends go, Iida Tenya was quite the good one. Rather serious at time and highly straight forward but he was a good guy. He also caught on very quickly that I didn't like being guided everywhere like a helpless person and had taken to not doing anything that one would normally think of doing for a blind person. Like warning me of steps, opening doors for me or continuously reminding the teachers that there was a blind kid in the class who literally couldn't see the board.

That wasn't to say I accepted no help. When we decided that the cafeteria would be a good place to eat he read out the menu choices for me. If we hit a vending machine he'd list my choices and let me throw in the money myself. He was quite good about only stepping in to help when it was absolutely necessary.

Nothing much of note happened in my years at school. That is, unless you counted the odd villain that tried to hold a couple of rich kids hostage. The first time it had happened, everyone had promptly dissolved into a screaming mess and hidden underneath their desks. It was also the first time that I came across a hero in action.

It wasn't every day that someone broke into the school and attempted to hold an entire class hostage. Like most strange days though, it started out ordinary enough. There wasn't even a police raid that morning.

"Minami-san! Good morning!" Iida said rather loudly. It wasn't that he shouted at the top of his lungs. It was just that he had a strong voice and a slightly forceful manner of speaking. I turned to face him as I walked along the paved path that led to the entrance of the school. I didn't need to since I couldn't see them anyway but people tended to think that I wasn't paying them any attention when I didn't face them so it had become a habit now.

"Morning Iida-kun. A scarf today?" I asked because he did have a scarf on. The air riffled and flowed into it.

"Yes. It is getting cold, you should be careful not to get sick as well Minami-san! Prevention is the best cure." Iida said seriously and I nodded. It was starting to get cold and going bare foot in the rain wasn't very pleasant. You always ended up with cold feet. Since the alternative of wearing shoes was to stumble around with a cane, I dealt with cold feet. As long as I wasn't outside for too long and dried them off, I was fine.

"I'll get a note to skip out on outdoor PE." I agreed because I didn't want to run in the rain unless I absolutely had to. Some of the girls in my class might complain but unless they were going to go run barefoot with me they could suffer.

"A very wise decision!" Iida agreed giving a firm nod and I moved along the topic.

"So is the track club staying behind again? You've got quite the heavy bag." I said nodding to the bag that was cutting through the air. Another trick that I had figured out with air. Depending on how objects moved through it, you could judge weight. Neat. Of course, speed sometimes stuffed up the weight estimate but since Iida wasn't swinging the bag around like a crazy person, I deemed my estimation reasonable.

"Of course! It is given that a club member would stay to participate in the activities despite any weather!" Iida said with a rather impressive amount of conviction and I nodded.

"Shame that you can't use your quirk for events though. You would dominate the four hundred meters." I chuckled smiling and I think Iida smiled too. I wasn't quite sure. He had a rather squareish face and the glasses always threw me off. Air moved differently over glass than over skin after all. Improvement was needed in this area evidently.

"Of course. But that would disadvantage the other racers and that would be poor sportsmanship on my part!" Iida said firmly "I will win without using my quirk just like everyone else!"

"Well, work hard. Does all that running help your engines at all?" I asked because to me they seem to be kind of unrelated. I mean, sure he has engines in his legs that give him some sort of super-speed but does running actually help?

"It does actually, the stronger and larger my calf muscles are, the more powerful my engine. My goal is to become as fast as my brother the pro-hero Ingenium!" Iida said highly enthusiastic swiping a hand through the air and I was honestly surprised.

"You never told me that the Turbo Hero Ingenium is your brother." I said and Iida nodded.

"He is! I aspire to be a great Hero just like him!"

"A Hero huh…" I mused thinking about muscular men running around in tights. "Well, if it's you, there shouldn't be a problem."

Iida took that as a compliment and nodded.

"Thank you very much!" He said earnestly. He was happy. Good to know. I stepped over a pile of soggy leaves.

The day progressed rather normally and lunch was bought from the cafeteria since my mother didn't have time to make anything for me a bento for the day. Sure we had two cooks on staff but my mother had always insisted. Her lunch or school lunch. Not even Akira-cchi attempted to complain. Mother is fearsome when angered. Anger Mother at one's own risk. Seriously. Don't do it.

There was a certain art to eating noodles when you couldn't see what you were picking up but after a good decade of managing life without sight, I was quite confident that I managed to fish out most of my udon.

It was during our afternoon English class that someone literally came through the window. The fifth story window. That would have been shocking back in the world of normal but this was the super-hero world. The students screamed and ducked flying glass as any sane person should but there wasn't any screaming about how someone had managed to crash through a fifth story window. It was considered perfectly acceptable to be able to fly.

"Alright! You lot! Nobody move and nobody gets hurt!" Came a loud gruff shout. The voice sounded like stone grinding against stone. The one large bulky person turned into two slightly less bulky people. Okay. I was just wrong. The second non-flying person got off the first flying-person.

Their footsteps were heavy as they marched to the center of the room and going by the crisp slice through air, I was betting that someone was swinging around some kind of knife.

The big one drew up and arm and brought it smashing down onto the teacher's little podium and the wood shattered to pieces. Everyone screamed and even our teacher squeaked. Reimu-sensei although a decent teacher didn't really have a quirk that could be used for fighting. He had hearing that could pick up sonar and could even speak in sonar but combat wise? Useless.

"Alright you brats! Sit still and if your rich mommies and daddies pay us lots of money, maybe we won't kill ya!" The second one with the blade cackled. He spoke smoother than rocky the podium-smasher but there was a rasp to his voice, like the rasp you would hear at the tail end of a crow's caw. I was also fairly sure that he had some form of wings considering how the air was being buffeted around the room in a rather confusing pattern. I shuffled my feet a little and the world swam back into better focus. Air gave me a better sense of people who weren't moving. Earth however was always more reliable than air.

"Everyone under your desks! If I catch you trying something with a quirk, I'll smash every single one of ya!" Rocky the podium-smasher said and everyone scrambled under their desks. That was, apart from Iida. He stood up instead.

"Villains!" He declared pointing at Rocky who was still at the front of the room "I will not let you continue your treacherous ways! It is most abhorrent to hold children for ransom! I Iida Tenya will stop you!"

I wanted to punch my friend in the face because seriously, in this kind of situation?! I didn't think he realized that we were being held hostage! And to declare his name like that! Really?!

The villains of course, laughed. Uproariously.

"You?! Stop us?!" Flying bird wings said between pales of laughter. "What are you going to do, eh?"

"Bring justice!" Iida declared before he was suddenly shooting down the room with a blast from his engine once again, scattering the air currents into dizzying arrays. I quickly put both hands on the ground and crouched underneath my table because I couldn't see. The world was shaking and everything was going a break-neck pace and I couldn't see. Yes, I couldn't see to being with but now I had hardly any idea where things were.

Rocky the podium smasher took a lumbering step and the vibrations came through clear and loud jolting my world back in order. The air still whistled and swirled in nonsensical patterns but the earth was solid. The earth was reliable. The earth was how I was like Toph and how I was able to see the world. Listen to the earth. Well, the earth was telling me that Rocky the podium smasher was going to take a swing at Iida who had just jumped into the air. The earth was telling me that my friend was about to get his skull caved in because he was an idiot.

He is my idiot friend who was charging head-first at villains and what was I doing? Cowering under my desk because there was a slight breeze in the room. Toph would have been so disappointed in me. Heck, I was disappointed in me.

I wanted to be like Toph. So I'm going to be like Toph. Toph the girl that ate grown bending masters for breakfast and had room to spare. Toph the winner of Earth Rumble Six. I wanted to be like that Toph and I wasn't going to do that by crawling under my desk. Oh. And Iida might get hit any second now. That was important too.

The Soumei school building was made of sturdy stone and reinforced concrete. The walls were plastered and the floors were tiled. Since jerking cement through plaster was harder than breaking through a few tiles, I dug my fingers into the tile. No. Literally dug my fingers into the tile. Tile was made of painted ceramic. Ceramic was made from clay. Clay was earth. Hence. Earth bending! Okay, not really the avatar but I'm close enough.

"HEY! PEBBLE!" I shouted coming out from underneath my desk and flinging the tile like a rock that you wanted to skip across water at the same time. The tile sliced through the air and shattered against Rocky the podium smasher's head. It did next to nothing but he did miss Iida and that was the important bit. Iida managed to land a foot on Flying window smasher's head and the guy let out a startled bird like squawk as the kick lifted him clean off the floor. Rocky the podium smasher roared turning to me and I decided that since they were willing to take us hostage, pot-shots were allowed. I stomped hard on the earth and brought my fist up into a punch. The tile and cement shot up in a shoddy pillar. I wasn't concerned about the flimsy pillar. All I was concerned about was hitting my target.

"Ugeeeeek!" Rocky the podium smasher squeaked falling to his knees and clutching something very tender between his legs. In that instant the room trembled as Iida and Flying window smasher collided with the wall.

There was silence. Well, apart from Rocky twitching on the floor that is. The silence stretched.

"Heeyyy! Iida! You alive in there!" I called not because I was seriously asking but because it would be funny.

"Yes!" Iida said walking out from the little dent in the wall that he and Flying window smasher had made. "I see that you have subdued a villain as well Minami-san! It was most well done!"

"Thank you." I said quite proud of Rocky whimpering on the floor. Tenya dusted himself off.

"We should immobilize these villains." Tenya said seriously and I nodded in agreement. It made sense. The Flying window smasher was groaning and attempting to get up first so I dealt with that one. Rocky was still groaning on the ground. Planting both feet firmly I pulled back sharply with both fists and two segments of concrete jutted out from the hole in the plaster at Flying window smasher's neck. Bringing both fists together slammed the two segments of concrete together also causing Flying window smasher to be collared to the wall. He squawked but unless he could break concrete he wasn't going to have much luck getting free.

In immobilizing Flying window smasher however, I had forgotten a very important thing. Said important thing being the fact that Rocky the podium smasher was still very much un-immobilized and could still move at will.

With a roar he threw himself off the floor and straight at me. The air swirled and the earth shook warning me of his presence and I hurriedly turned. Iida gave a shout of warning and surprise but Rocky was already flying through the air.

Desperately, I raised both arms attempting to pull the concrete and tile up in time to hit Rocky somewhere before he hit me. Going by all that roaring, he was aiming straight for my face.

Then three things happened at once.

First, the concrete and tile suddenly stopped rising and I realized that the school was made of reinforced concrete. There were metal bars threaded throughout the structure and while I could move cement, I couldn't move metal. In effect, I had exhausted the little square of cement that I was standing on and the steel bars imbedded in the concrete wasn't going to let me get more. The most pressing issue however was the fact that the small pillar had stopped short of reaching anywhere near Rocky.

Second, something came shooting through the already-smashed window with a burst of air and collided with Rocky at literally break-neck speeds.

Third, Iida had charged at me and the ensuing tackle knocked us both off our feet and into the air.

The world suddenly didn't make sense and I lost all sense of direction. It was a moment suspended in time where the air swirled everywhere and nothing made sense.

Then with a thud Iida and I landed on the ground. The world jolted back into focus and with a boom that shook the room, Rocky collided with the classroom wall and shot clean through it and out into the hall. The thing that came through the window rolled along the floor dispersing energy and making quite the confusing set of vibrations before it finally stood.

"Nii-san!" Iida cheered sounding very happy and scrambling up. I stood up cautiously and tapped my foot on the ground. The vibrations traveled through the earth and around the room. Well, now I know why Iida's brother was so confusing. I was about eighty percent sure that he was in some sort of hero costume that would make him look like some kind of robot. Eighty percent because sometimes, hero costumes could be weird. The hero that was said to go around dressed as a fire hydrant being a key example here.

"Hey there Tenya." Iida's brother the Turbo Hero Ingenium chuckled sounding rather laid back for a guy in a robot-suit. There was a beat of stillness when the class realized who was standing in the hole in the classroom wall before chaos erupted. Everyone wanted a Pro-Hero's autograph. The villains quickly became an afterthought as Ingenium got mobbed by eager teenagers. I felt sorry for the guy.

"Good work." I told Iida patting him on the back as everyone congratulated Ingenium on his timely arrival and rescue. It had been a cool moment I was quite sure. Iida nodded at me.

"Thank you very much!" He said with a sharp bow.

We got on the news. Iida was very proud and promised to strive to become a great hero. He was praised for his quick thinking and bravery. I on the other hand got cooed over and asked if I was hurt, if it was scary and if I was going to continue going to school. I contemplated breaking the cameras but that would just be mean.

My parents had not been very happy to discover what had happened via evening news.

The school of course, got sued and it took quite a lot of frantic apologies and groveling and the hiring of security guards to get the law suits dropped. So now we were a rich school that employed security guards. Oh. And Reimu-sensei had promptly handed in his resignation. Apparently, villains weren't what he signed up for when he took the position.

In his stead, the school hired Tsunomi-sensei. Considering the man looked more like a crocodile than a human being, I was quite willing to bet that 'fearsome appearance' might have been on the job advertisement.

The only good thing I got out of that first would-be kidnapping fiasco was a signed Ingenium helmet because Iida's brother had been very impressed with me.

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So. After that chapter. Anyone want to see more of Hisoka's middle school days? I'm open to suggestions!

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