Propping her head up on her fist Mercy rolled her eyes. English was so boring. And even worse was math. Scribbling her notes down she glanced over at Bakugou who was squinting at the board hard before writing a sentence then looking up and squinting again. He must've forgotten his contacts today. She hadn't seen him on the fly to school so he'd probably woken up late this morning. Waiting for Present Mic to turn towards the board she tapped him on the leg with her tail. He ground his teeth but looked up at her anyway. What he mouthed was unmistakable. 'What the fuck do you want?' She lifted her first page of notes.
'You want these after class? Forget your contacts again?' Of all the things he had to get from his dad it had to be his bad eyesight didn't it? He scowled. Of course she would notice his frustration at not being able to see.
'Whatever. Heifer.' She cocked an eyebrow before sticking her tongue out.
'Prick.' Mercy was probably the only person besides his parents to know he needed glasses and that was just because she'd been his study partner when he'd started middle school. The teacher had noticed early on that Bakugou really only gave her the time of day other than torturing Deku and ordering his followers around. She'd been there when his eye sight started getting worse. She'd finally said something when he couldn't read the power point from across the room. Up close he could see, far away was a losing battle and dammit he hated admitting defeat. He'd sworn her to silence. And Mercy never went back on her word.
"I have… come through the door, like normal." Mercy felt her forehead twitch. She resisted the urge to smack it. Why was he such a dork. Everyone else gushed over the number 1 Pro Hero. "Basic hero training. The class that will put you through all sorts of special training to mold you into heroes." Reaching behind him All Might pulled out a card. "No time to dally. Today's activity is this! Battle training!" Katsuki grinned viciously. A shiver raced down Mercy's spine. "And for that, you need these." The wall panels slide out numbers on boxes containing-
"Costumes!"
"After you've changed, come out in ranking order to Ground Beta." Mercy gulped. Costumes. Great. Finding her box she shuffled off to the changing rooms. She'd modeled her Hero outfit after her mother's. It was nerve wracking to finally put it on. It was a soft white halter top that on was held up by a golden ring around her neck, backless with a thick strip of clothe that connected just under her wings. The zipper was under her arm so she could reach it herself without help. The shorts were matching with a light skirt cover. She needed to be able to move with out restriction if she wanted to be in top form. She'd also requested a hard golden head band to protect her ears and attachable glasses for when she was flying. A bug to the eye really hurt. The shoes were modeled after Greek saddles lacing up to her knees. A golden belt hung snuggly from her waist where a retractable staff was clipped. Her Mother had been one of the best heroes of her time, she hoped to do her proud. Tail twitching in excitement the winged teen was practically bouncing in place. Sprinting into the sun she beamed seeing Bakugou's costume. Somehow the it suited him to a T. Even the over the top mask. Izuku, probably could've been a little more obvious about his design. All Might beamed wiping his eyes a bit. So focused on bouncing in place the winged female missed the way crimson hues trailed over her form, or the way his ear flushed red. Stupid cow.
"It does my heart good to see the next generation of heroes so ready to go." The boy with engines in his legs raised a hand and Mercy remembered his name was Tenya Iida. All Might laughed.
"Nope, we'll be moving on to step two. Indoor Anti-personnel battle training! Villain battles are most commonly seen outdoors, but statistically, the most heinous evil doers are more likely to appear indoors. You'll now be split into Hero teams and Villain teams and face off in two on two indoor battles!" Iida's hand shot up again.
"Sir, how do you plan to do that when there are an odd number of students?" The giant Hero laughed slapping the boy on the back.
"Naturally one team will have three, then." Reaching into the box Mercy rolled her eyes. He just wanted to show off in front of everyone. Pulling a ball out she slouched. I, looks like she was on Shoto's team along with the arms guy. "Oh looks like it'll be Yagi-San. Wonderful!" When the first two teams were called Mercy nearly had a heart attack. Kit Kat would kill Izu-kun. "As a precaution if I see anyone is going out of their way to do bodily harm I will stop the fight and they will fail for the day. We must be sportsman like." Biting her lip hard enough to draw blood she watched the big screen. Katsuki was out of her range here. Whatever he was feeling she couldn't tone it down. And with Izuku still in the beginning stages of Quirk control she was worried about them both. The very first hit and the ash blond nearly takes the emerald eyed boy's head off. Deku flipped Bakugou over his head on his next attack. Way to go! Uraraka ran ahead, planning to make it to the top floor. Oh he was gonna be pissed. Izuku used the chance to run away. Of all the people to be matched against each other on the second day of school it had to be those two didn't it.
Seeing the ash blond reach for the pin on his gauntlet she tensed. Surely he wouldn't. No he would. And he did. The explosion was big enough it had the other students losing their balance too.
"I thought this was just practice! What gives!" Mercy was glued to the screen, praying to see that familiar head of messy green hair. There! He was at least still alive. "Teach, shouldn't you end the match? Bakugou's crazy he's looking to kill!" The red head from the entrance exam, Mercy remembered he'd asked her out. The winged female shook her head running a hand over her face.
"Kit Kat's not trying to kill him. He's trying to make him fight back. They've known each other since before kindergarten. This fight needs to happen." Clenching her fist she forced her eyes back on the screen. The two had faced off and were charging at each other. Izuku blocked with one hand and swung up with the other blowing a hole in the floors and creating the opening Uraraka needed to win. "I knew he could do it."
"Heroes win!" Mercy wasted no time racing out of the room and into the street. Flapping twice she landed in the hole Bakugou had made with his gauntlet. Sliding to her knees next to the shaking greenette she ran a hand through his hair.
"Oh Izu-kun." He turned his head to look up at her with a big watery eye.
"I did it, Mercy. We won." She laughed rubbing her thumb over an ash mark. It looked like he had been burned but it was actually the blast that did most of the damage this time. Bakugou had to press his palms against skin to make a burn. Mostly he charred or blasted.
"I see that you knuckle head. Next time try to do it without breaking something, okay?" Two robots rolled up. Transpo-bots. They'd take Izuku straight to Recovery Girl.
"Brrz.. Please step away from the injured student." Pushing to her feet the golden blond cast a look at Katsuki. He was trembling, a cold sweat breaking out all over his skin. Thank God only the sweat on his palms exploded. Stepping closer she waved a hand in his face. He jumped. He didn't blink though which was what she wanted to happen. If his eyes got any bigger she was scared they'd pop out of his head.
"You gonna be okay, Kit Kat?" He started huffing in breathes. Oh hell. He was starting to hyperventilate. Was he really about to do this in the middle of class just because Izuku had beaten him fair and square? Cupping his face in her hands she shook her head when All Might moved to lay a hand on his shoulder. Focusing on the ash blond she sighed. He had to calm down or he'd be going to Recovery Girl too. "Bakugou look at me." He didn't acknowledge her at all. His whole world had just been flipped upside down. His eyes began a flickering motion. "Kit Kat?" He was getting paler. "Katsuki! Calm down!" He jerked, blinking back into focus. "Breathe, take a deep breath." Amazingly he listened to her. "It'll be alright, okay. Breathe, relax." She was positive that he had almost had a panic attack. Was his ego really that important to him? Did he really think that he couldn't lose to anyone?
"I lost to fuckin' Deku? What the fuck?" She paused, then she sighed. Here we go. Shaking her head she walked back over to the hole in the wall to jump down. He still had so much growing up to do.
Mercy was a little ashamed to say that she had watched Bakugou's break down from the second story window of UA. He needed space to sort every thing out. Meaning she'd give him two hours then she was going to take the notes he'd left on his desk to his house. She wanted to help him anyway she could but he needed to do a bit of soul searching first. And Izuku had rushed right home hoping to beat the after work crowd on the train. If her wings were bigger she'd offer to fly him home, but they were still growing so there was hope yet. It probably wouldn't help if he planned on being as buff as All Might there was no way she'd be able to left that. Though the number 1 Hero had about two foot on the small green haired boy. Lounging on her couch she checked the clock before pushing to her feet. It was almost 7 surely the temperamental boy had had enough time to get control over his emotions by now. Mercy hated having to use her Quirk on people, she was literally forcing them to feel, messing with their emotions and taking away their free will. She felt awful for doing it. But sometimes Bakugou needed a little help. Getting that worked up over a defeat wasn't healthy. Her dad was bent over a desk going over paper work when she breezed through the living room. Getting him a fresh cup of tea she beamed ruffling his already messy golden hair. "I'm going over to a friends house, I should be back before 9." He hummed moving to pat her head.
"Alright, have fun at Izuku's. That boy…" She snickered shutting the front door behind her. According to her father she only had one friend. Which he would be half right. She'd only ever bothered getting to know him and Kit Kat. Katsuki mostly because Izuku followed him everywhere when she'd moved here. Having changed out of her school uniform already she wrapped her wings closer around herself to sheild her arms from the night breeze. She wondered if Bakugou would even let her in. Marching up to the door she knocked. Loud music was blasting from a room upstairs. Ah, so he was in a mood.
"Katsuki turn that damn music down! Don't make me tell you again!" The front door was jerked open none to gently. "Oh, hello again." Mercy bowed low.
"Sorry for the intrusion again, Bakugou left before I could give him my notes to copy today. He left without his contacts this morning, so he couldn't read the board very well." Mitsuki moved aside, opening the door a little wider for her.
"I'll never understand how that little brat gets you to be so nice to him." She shook her head pointing up the stairs. "Go on up, kid." Mercy bowed again before taking the stairs two at a time. The winged female paused in front of Bakugou's door which conveniently had Katsuki written on it. It had been repainted over the last few months, at the start of the year it had been chipping and dull. Now it was bright red nearly the same crimson as his eyes. She gave up knocking, knowing he couldn't hear her anyway. Trying the knob, it was unlocked, she pushed the door open slowly. She nearly hit him with the door anyway because he was right next to it doing sit ups. He stopped, eyeing her.
"What the hell are you doing here? Come to rub Deku's victory in my face? Bitch." She rolled her eyes stepping over him to plop on his bed. Tapping the pause icon on his iPod she grinned. Who would've thought Sparky liked American rock bands. Sick Puppies? The red sheets smelled like smoke and musk, Bakugou. She inhaled deeply before puffing out her cheeks. "Who said you could set on my bed, Heifer?! Get up!" Mercy had always been amazed at how his voice had changed over the years. When she'd first moved from America he'd still had the high voice of a child but half way through middle school his voice had started to squeak. She'd been the only one with enough balls to crack a smile when he made death threats. His voice had crack horribly in 7th grade. Then over the summer his voice had dropped and gained a raspy quality. Izuku had nearly pissed himself the first time Kit Kat had tormented him that year. Admittedly Mercy had paused for a second to make sure she'd actually heard him speak. Seeing she wasn't moving the ash blond narrowed his eyes. "What do you want?" She grinned holding her notes up.
"You left in such a hurry today that you completely forgot to take my notes with you." The blue eyed girl shrugged. "Since English is my second language I don't really need to take notes on it. I mainly do for Izuku. His mind wonders awfully. Math on the other hand sucks." Bakugou blinked. She'd been serious about him taking her notes? She shifted, sliding off the bed to set beside him in the floor. Sighing she pulled her knees up to her chest, the classic anime pose. "You do understand why you lost, right? You were paying attention when Yaoyorozu summed it up?" He gave a sharp nod, scanning the paper he'd just yanked off the bed.
"Yeah, yeah get off my ass." She rested her chin on her knees, wiggling her toes in her socks. He pouted a bit seeing a doodle in the corner of the page.
"I liked your costume, by the way. It suits you." He snorted.
"Of course it does, I designed it." Mercy grinned.
"If the hero thing doesn't work out, I'm sure your dad would let you model for his company. You and your mom could be twins." He growled punching her arm. She laughed, rubbing the smarting area.
"That's not fuckin' funny." She cackled some more, poking the middle of his cheek with the tip of her tail. He nearly shivered at the odd texture of it. Like warm leather.
"Poor, Kit Kat. He got his mom's glycerin Quirk so he's doomed to have youthful skin and beautiful hair." Katsuki felt his face heat up. Dammit! "Seriously dude, girl's would kill to have that Quirk." He coughed and turned his head towards an opposite wall.
"I know, I'm amazing." The golden haired female scowled, reaching over she poked him hard in the side. He jerked back. Fuck, she knew he was ticklish there.
"Don't be an ass." Keeping his head turned because, dammit he was still blushing, he muttered.
"Why are you still here?" She hummed cocking her head to the side.
"You know, I don't really know." Pushing to her feet she smoothed her shorts back out. "I expect those notes back in the morning, Kit Kat. I'm not running a charity." Stepping over his workout mat she wiggled her fingers on the way out. "See you tomorrow, Bakugou." He sneered.
"Piss off, Heifer." She stuck her tongue out and dodged the book he threw at her head. She giggled again. He was a big softie under all that sass. Stopping at the foot of the steps Mercy stuck her head in the living room where Mitsuki was curled up on the couch watching TV.
"I'm sorry I intruded again, Bakugou-San. I'll try to keep from making it a habit." Mitsuki snorted looking up from her show.
"Call me Mitsuki, and feel free to stop by anytime, kid. This is the quietest it's been since the little shit got home. Maybe next time you'll visit longer so my husband can see that your real." She sipped her drink and Mercy had a feeling it wasn't grape juice. "Masaru would love to see that our little hellion can actually make friends. And not scare them away." She tilted her head, tapping her chin. "Though I'm not sure why you haven't left him yet, after he put you in the hospital." Mercy blinked. She had wondered if she had connected the dots yet.
"Kit Kat's got a good heart, he's just got an… explosive personality." The older female snickered into her glass. "He just needs some patience and time to figure things out." She shrugged, ruffling the feathers on her wings. "Plus I can take anything he dishes out. He can't get rid of me that easily." Glancing at the clock hanging on the wall Mercy winced. "Crap, I told Izuku I'd meet him for our run. It was nice talking to you Bak- Mitsuki." The winged female nearly gulped. Katsuki had definitely gotten his mother's glare. Slipping her shoes back on by the door Mercy cleared the porch before snapping her wings out and taking to the air. If she pushed herself she would just make it to the park before Izu-kun did. Sliding her safety glasses in place before she got another bug in her eye she tucked a wing in banking hard. She'd almost given up flying when her mother had died. Now she was glad she'd given it another chance thanks to Izuku. He'd urged her on and given her support when she needed it.
Waiting until the front door was shut Mitsuki sighed. "I raised you better than to ease drop, Katsuki." The teen shuffled into the room hands shoved firmly in his pockets. "Was that laughter I heard earlier? Nothing inappropriate was going on was it?" His face flamed red again.
"Shut up you stupid old hag! You don't know anything!" Mitsuki cackled as Katsuki raced back up the stairs to slam his door and blare music again.
Shuffling into class the next day Mercy did indeed find her notes shoved none to gently into her desk. Giving the torn paper an exasperated look she hooked her back pack onto her desk and pulled the paper free smoothing it out and checking over the neatly scribbled corrections. Bakugou was an ass, but he was a smart ass. But really who corrected a misspelled word written in short hand? Pulling her notebook out of her bag she jotted down a note before sticking it in Katsuki's desk. Lets see how he liked being corrected when it wasn't needed. Two could play at that game. Spinning in her seat to talk to Izuku when he entered the room she wasn't expecting the eraser that bounced off the back of her head. Rubbing the offended spot she scowled up at the temperamental ash blond. Sneering he leaned in, eyes narrowed. "You think you're funny?" She grinned baring her teeth.
"I know I'm hilarious. Can I help you Kit Kat?" He ground his teeth.
"Just stay outta my way or I'll kill you." She shrugged, tail giving a lazy wave behind her. It brushed the fabric of his pants before swinging the other way and wrapping around the desk leg. Bakugou had no idea how she controlled that thing.
"If you say so. You still haven't killed me for the firsh fifty times you said it." Aizawa called the class to order so they could choose a class rep. Joy. Mercy was sure she wouldn't be the only one to vote for Tenya Iida but she'd been wrong before. The blue haired boy was shocked that he'd gotten a vote at all. On her way to the outside tables during lunch Mercy stopped by to congratulate Izuku on winning. Iida was in the middle of a speech though so she waited to not interrupt him. When he paused for breathe she took her chance. She made it short but the greenette still thanked her anyway. Plopping her plate down next to Bakugou she sighed. He was pissed because no one had voted for him besides himself. Chewing her rice thoughtfully the golden haired girl swallowed. "Really, Kit Kat. They had no reason to vote for you. All they know about you is that you hate Izu-kun and you're quick to explode. I mean the only person you talk to is me. And that's moshly because I won't leave you alone." He clinched his hand snapping his chopsticks in two.
"Yeah, and you didn't even fuckin' vote for me, Heifer! You voted for the nerd!" She blinked before raising an eyebrow.
"Um… I voted for Iida. I'm pretty sure Uraraka and Iida voted for Izuku." That made him lose some of his steam. Enough that Kirishima felt it was safe to sit down.
"Sup guys?" Furious crimson eyes zeroed in on him.
"The fuck are you doin' here, Shitty Hair?" The redhead rubbed a hand through his hair.
"I just thought I'd come hang out today is all." Turning to Mercy he smiled. Yep his teeth were adorable. "I'm pretty sure we met during the entrance exam. I accidently knocked you down." She nodded scooping up another bite of rice. Waiting until she swallowed the blue eyed girl agreed.
"Yeah, we rounded a corner at the same time. Knocked me flat on my ass." He blushed.
"Yeah, I'm still sorry about that. I never did take you to get that ice cream." She waved him off.
"Nah that's okay. Kit Kat does worse than that in his sleep." A sudden alarm blared inside and Mercy winced when a sudden wave of panic washed over her. Dropping her chopsticks she cradled her head as a sharp pain started behind her eyes.
"Are you okay?! Do I need to get someone?" The annoying sound wasn't helping Bakugou's mood any but he still bonked her gently on the back of her head. Looking up as a stream of blood dribbled from her nose the empath grit her teeth against the pain. Of all the powers she could've got, why did she have to be an empath?
"Focus on me, Stupid." Gripping her hair the blond bit her lip nearly drawing blood. There was too many. She was feeling everyone's panic inside the lunch room and everyone out on the lunch balcony. Focusing on the crimson eyed male beside her she cried out when another shock ran through her. Grabbing her arms Katsuki jerked her around to where she had to look at him. "Forget the extras. I'm the only one you should be worried about right now. That noise is really starting to piss me off and you know how I get when I'm pissed." Her eyes were blazing, casting an electric blue light over her face. Normally a small glow could always be seen radiating from them but with her Quirk activated there was no missing the shine. Digging deep she finally found Bakugou's anger. There was no telling what he was angry at this time. Shaking her head she groaned. Sometimes her Quirk really sucked. The blood had already dripped down her face onto her school uniform. Rubbing her forehead the teen started rolling a napkin up. When he was sure she was going to be alright Bakugou let go of her arms, choosing to ignore the prints he'd left. "Dumbass. How do you expect to be any use when you get taken out before the battle even starts?" She glared shoving a piece of napkin up both nostrils.
"Shut it. I can normally block it if I'm ready for the firsh wave. How was I supposed to know everybody was gonna panic? I'd like to see you try to keep it out when the emotions are that loud." Kirishima looked between the two of them raising an eyebrow in confusion.
"Uh, what just happened? Are you okay?" She nodded giving a weak thumbs up.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. You probably didn't know but I'm an empath. I can sense and control emotions. Unfortunately when sensing them my brain can get overloaded, and it pretty much either knocks me out or gives me a nose bleed which is actually a brain bleed." She sighed seeing she'd dripped blood in her food. Pushing to her feet she wobbled a little. She didn't see it but Bakugou's hand flashed out to catch her. Kirishima did see it however. "I'm gonna go to the nurse's office to see if she has any actual stuff for nose bleeds. Will you guys let Aizawa know what happened?" Bakugou growled pushing her tray farther away from him.
"Just go, you've been a big enough pain today." She smiled, making sure she hadn't gotten any blood on her hand she patted Katsuki's hair on her way by. They would've been worried about the alarm but even they could hear Iida screaming from the hallway. How they hell had the press gotten in though? He jerked forward. "Dammit how many times have I told you not to grope my hair?!" Mercy would've snorted if she could still breath through her nose.
"Whatever you say Kit Kat." Looking over his fluffy hair at Kirishima the blond smiled. "We'll definitely have to meet for that ice cream if you're still up for it. I know a great place down on the main drag in this city." He brightened and his shark teeth flashed. Mercy squealed a little on the inside. So cute!
"That'd be awesome. Just let me know when, okay?" She gave him a big thumbs up before pushing inside to go to Recovery Girl. Waiting until he was sure she was out of range the explosive ash blond rounded on the redhead. Kirishima gulped from the look in his furious crimson orbs.
Mercy had always prided herself on being able to get up early and go for a run. Feeling her shoes sink deeper into the sand of the beach the electric blue eyed girl turned to watch the sunrise. Izuku was still a decent bit behind her, she had a few seconds to breathe. Who would've thought all those months ago that they'd still be here. Well there was admittedly a lot less trash if she didn't count herself. She wouldn't lie she was absolute garbage for Kirishima's teeth. They were freaking adorable. And his little horns up front in his hair. The boy was just too much. Being as Kirishima set on the other side of her she'd gotten to know him the first few days of school. The only reason she hadn't had more friends in middle school was because Bakugou scared them off or threatened them right off the bat. Coming up beside her the greenette bent over huffing for breathe. "I don't know how you do it. You're never winded or anything." She snickered.
"That's because I've been running for years and I've always been active. You just started less than a year ago. Give it time, Izu-kun. You'll build your stamina up." Sucking in a deep breath he took off again. Rolling her shoulders and letting her wings resettle against her back the taller teen started a light jog beside him. He hadn't realized that she took bigger steps because she was a good half a foot taller than him, so he was working harder to move the same distance. Mercy was pretty sure that Shoji was the only person taller than her in the class. Being a girl it was embarrassing being this tall. She was kind of amazed that Bakugou hadn't commented on it yet. Then again he probably didn't want to think about the fact that he was short. With both Mitsuki and Masaru under 6 foot he had topped out at 5'8". Izuku could very well out grow him. Not that the blond would know, she'd never met Midoriya's father. He was always away on business. Waving Izuku bye at the end of their jog she turned to loop around the block. She hadn't given a thought to Bakugou having a window that faced the street until she heard it bang open. It was enough to have her miss a step and stumble.
"Can't you be a normal fucking nerd and sleep late like everyone else?!" She froze seeing a light flick on across the street and down stairs below him. Waving her hands she tried to keep him quiet. "What the hell's the matter-" Sighing she got a running start before winging her way up to the small balcony in front of his window. Slapping a hand over his mouth she shook her head.
"Can't you be quiet? What the hell are you doing up anyway its-" She trailed off glancing at the clock over his drum set. "Shit, we must've ran longer than we thought. Izuku might miss the train. Never mind I don't have time right now." Pushing off she angled towards her house. When it came into view her dad was just leaving.
"Cutting it a little close aren't you, Mercy?" She skidded to a stop huffing.
"Aren't you?" He checked his watch.
"Crap, see you at school!" Shaking her head she dashed into the house, changing in record time she pulled her sun glasses into place as she jumped back into the air. Her wings were going to be so sore once she landed. Spying a familiar curly head she sighed. Good Izuku had checked his messages on the way home. He wouldn't be late then. Katsuki tossed a middle finger her way as she flew over his house. Mitsuki who was leaning out the door to yell at her son saw her.
"Mercy, stop by for dinner sometime!" She double flapped to hover in place a moment.
"Only if Kit Kat doesn't mind." The older blond snorted.
"Who cares if he does, I want you there. Masaru wants to meet you." Bakugou spun around.
"I told you I was gonna ask her! I don't need you inviting girls over for me, old hag!" That made Mercy blink. Um, what? Seeing her attention was on her son the winged female sped her wing beats up to make a break for it.
"It sure doesn't seem like it! How else am I gonna get any grand babies outta you, brat?!" Mercy's pearls of laughter echoed back down to him. His chest squeezed at the sound. Tilting his head back the ash blond bellowed.
"It's not fuckin' funny!" That just made her laugh harder. If the train hadn't left yet then she was still on time. That meant she could stop for a slushie. She had remembered to ask Aizawa if it was okay to land on the roof of the school. He'd said it was fine as long as she had her student I.D. with her. There were sensors up there too it turned out. Tucking her wings to descend she was nearly sideswiped by a different flyer. One with jet black wings and no eye protection. Tucking her wings in she rolled to avoid being hit before snapping then out to slow down again. The other student was rubbing their eyes and hadn't seen her at all. She had been flying pretty high. But still it was a rule to always wear eye protection. Their wings brushed as they landed and Mercy shivered. That had felt really, really strange. Dropping the last few feet she snarled baring her fangs at the dark haired boy.
"What the shit dude?! You almosh… ran… right… into me…" The older teen was shaking, curling in on himself.
"S-S-Sorry. I d-didn't s-see you. H-Honest." Mercy eased up frowning at the paling boy. Expanding her senses she nearly flinched back. Ah, he had social anxiety and low self esteem that explained it. Sipping her drink which she hadn't dropped some how she pulled her beanie further down over her ears. Surprisingly no teachers had said anything about it yet.
"Hey, it's okay. Really. You jush spooked me is all. I didn't know anyone else at this school had wings." Even as she spoke the midnight feathers began to shrink. "Or never mind." They had completely disappeared into his back. Wringing his hands the black eyed teen flinched back. Mercy sent a wave of comfort and calmness towards him. Instantly his back straightened and he quit shivering. When he was up right he was nearly as tall as her.
"What'd you do? I've never felt like this before." Slowly pulling her Quirk back in until he was at a normal emotional level again she rubbed her forehead.
"I took your fear and panic away and replaced it with comfort. I'm sorry about that but I thought you were about to pass out." He rubbed the back of his head. His hair shifted and the tip of a pointed ear peeked through. "I'm Mercy Yagi. First year, class 1-A." She dipped down into a bow, tail wagging around behind her. "That was amazing." He blushed, hard. Pale cheeks turning scarlet.
"Tamaki Amajiki. Third year, class 3-A." Holy crap he was a third year and she had yelled at him. Shit. "I actually think that's the most I've spoken without stuttering before." Hearing the warning bell ring below she shifted her bag and gestured towards the door.
"I've still got a bit of a hold on your emotions. I can let it go if you want. I really hate how manipulative my Quirk is." His head whipped back to look at her, wild hair falling into his face.
"No! No that's okay. I actually don't mind at all. I wish I felt like this all the time." They rounded a corner and Mercy realized they had both been walking towards her class. Her tail wrapped around her drink to hold it and the older teen raised an eyebrow. That was strange. Digging around in her bag she pulled her spare safety glasses out, offering them to the pointy eared teen. "You're really gonna give me your flying glasses?" She shrugged.
"Yeah, I can get another pair in the changing room before gym. And the emotion thing wouldn't be a problem if you don't mind my company. My range only reaches so far right now. Once you hit the stairs again it'll fade away." He blinked holding the door open for her.
"Why would you offer to do that, we just met?" She shrugged scanning the room for Bakugou. Ah, there he was. Glaring murder at the boy next to her. Izuku beamed seeing her in the doorway and she smiled back.
"I wanna be a hero so I can help people. What better way than to help another wanna-be pro?" Spinning back towards him she bowed again. "Thank you for walking me to class, even after I yelled at you Amajiki- senpai. My offer stands anytime." He nodded letting the door shut.
"I'll remember that, Yagi-san." Shuffling to her seat the winged female wished she could turn her hearing aids down for what was to come.
"Just who the fuck was that, Heifer?! I leave you alone for two minutes and you're already flirting with the enemy!" She sighed sliding into her desk.
"Kit Kat. He's a third year. By the time we've graduated he'll already have made a name for himself." He ground his teeth. That just made it worse. "Not like its any of your business or anything who I spend my time with. You hate me remember?" His eyes narrowed dangerously. That… That was true. He was supposed to hate her. At least that was what she was supposed to think anyway.
"You're right I do hate you, so piss off, cow." She blinked. Shrugging she turned to talk to Kirishima. He laughed giving her a big grin. She did notice he gave Bakugou a nervous glance every now and then though.
