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Can't be a hero? Watch me.

There was a giant rat-man attempting to eat a train and it was going to make me late for school. I sat in the car feet shuffling against the faint vibrations that traveled through the metal as Ichiro described what was happening out side. Apparently, a villain had appeared and was causing quite the ruckus.

"I'm sorry Ojou-sama, but it looks like that we're not going to be able to make it on time today. Would you like me to call your school?" Ichiro asked as the rat-man roared and there was the crunching of metal. I wondered how much of the train was eaten.

"Yes please." I requested and Ichiro made the call while we sat in traffic and waited to be let through. Car crash, congested highways, road closures, villain appearances. All accepted reasons for why you were stuck in a traffic jam on any given day.

I got to school an hour late.

"I'm truly sorry Ojou-sama." Ichiro said after helping me out of the car with a deep bow. I stepped out onto the cold, smooth marble that made up the front paths of the school and pulling my bag over my shoulder, waved off the apology.

"It's okay. It's not like it was something that you could have avoided. Plus. Now I don't have to do math." I said with a grin.

"You'll get scolded again Ojou-sama…" Ichiro said weakly but I just shrugged.

"Eh, it's math." Needless to say, I did not like math. The bright side was that I didn't have to draw graphs. It was the only bright side. Imagine doing algebra in your head and only in your head. Yeah. Let me tell you, it sucks.

"Hisoka-san!" Tenya greeted when I walked into class striding towards me in a power walk that barely scraped under a sprint. Thankfully it was already break and I didn't end up walking into the room in the middle of class. Okay. I stood out in the hall and waited for class to be over and pretended that I just arrived. "I heard that you came across a villain today! Are you alright?!"

"Yeah. We were just stuck in traffic because the villain was trying to eat a train. Or so Ichiro tells me." I said putting my bag down on my desk. "What did I miss?"

"We were given forms for high school applications!" Tenya told me. He didn't bother handing over a form. After three years of friendship, he knew better. I was blind. Paper was paper. Unless there was braille on it, I wouldn't have a clue what it said unless someone else read it out for me.

"Something to talk to sensei about then." I sighed sitting down "What school are you aiming for, Tenya-kun?"

"In order to become a great Hero, I am applying for U.A high Hisoka-san!" Tenya said hand swishing through the air. It had taken him a good year to drop the 'Minami-san' and switch to my given name. I had switched over first after having dinner over at his house. We did a project together and I had stayed for dinner at his brother and mother's insistence. Tensei, Tenya's brother, had insisted on given names because, and I quote, 'we're all Iida and I can't tell who you're talking to'. I had agreed because Tenya's brother was hard to refuse. Tenya had agreed because it was 'practical' and 'well reasoned'. From Tensei's slightly exasperated groan of his brother's name, I was betting that they were attempting to set us up. Too bad for them. Tenya was denser than a brick and I wasn't interested.

"Hero huh. Well, with your family, you'll do fine." I assured.

"What about you Hisoka-san?" Tenya asked and I hummed.

"How about a pro-wrestler?" I suggested jokingly.

"Hisoka-san! Please take this seriously! The selection of high schools is an important choice for future life and when we enter society! You must pick a school that magnifies your gifts to the fullest!" Tenya scolded and I shrugged.

"Eh. If worst comes to worst, I'll just mooch off my parents for the rest of my life."

"Hisoka-san!"

"What? It's not like that they'll mind."

We left that topic there but it did give me something to think about. What did I want to do after school? What would Toph do? Travel around the world being a complete badass. Create a completely new way of bending. Form the metal bending police force. That's doable. Yeah right.

My parents filled out my high school choice form and I just knew that they were stupidly rich private schools that could double as maximum security prisons.

It wasn't until a month later that I had an epiphany.

It was the weekend and I was out in the large expansive gardens honestly just messing around with my quirk. I was next to the pond pulling out puddles of water and making them fly around for no other reason than it making me feel cool. Water was a fluid element. It listened to what you told it to do the majority of the time and as long as you kept moving, it wouldn't collapse and fall to the ground. I was twirling a stream of water through the air when the grass-covered ground rumbled beneath my feet and I hurriedly skipped backwards drooping the water just in time for some mole-like blob to burst out of the ground. Its clawed hands grasping at the thin air where I used to stand just a few seconds ago.

There was a snuffling noise and the mole-man poked around.

"There you are!" It shrieked and dove back into the earth. The earth shuddered as a tunnel opened up beneath the surface and I once again stepped away from where the mole would emerge. Except the thing didn't. Suddenly, when it was almost about to break to the surface, it made a sharp turn and headed directly my way. Alarmed, I dove out of the way and the earth bulged upwards a little like a tree root trying to push through concrete. The top-soil cracked and crumbled outwards not able to handle the curve as the mole-man made a bee-line my way. The carefully mowed grass clearing was getting utterly destroyed.

There was a moment of blind panic as I landed on the grass when I realized that this was a kidnapping attempt and that the mole was somehow tracking my movements and there was no one else here.

Then the earth beneath my palms rumbled giving me a very good picture of precisely where the mole-man was and the world snapped into focus.

I wanted to be like Toph? I was going to be like Toph. Complete with the blindness, the awesomeness and the kicking of bad-guy ass.

I rolled to my feet and stomped hard on the soft grass covered ground. The vibrations told me that the mole-man was still headed my way and actually quite large. I could work with that. Crouching down a little I waited for the next set of tremors, I didn't need to wait for more than half a second as the mole-man scratched at the earth with his hands and pushed himself along with his legs.

I pulled sharply upwards palms flat and facing the sky almost like I was lifting a box towards the sun.

The mole-man popped out of the ground like he had been shot from an ejector seat and the air swirled around the large form. He began his descent back to the earth and there was no way I was letting him tunnel back to safety. So I pressed my heel sharply into the earth and a pillar shot up to hit the mole-man square in the stomach. The man let out a squeak and was thrown up once again by the force of the blow. Not far, but enough to send him splashing into the pond.

I wish that I could freeze water like a real water bender but I couldn't. In fact, unless the block of frozen water was smaller than say backpack sized, it wasn't budging an inch unless I physically picked it up myself. Or, you know. Used air to blow it away but still.

The mole-man groaned and struggled to stand. Looked like he couldn't tunnel beneath water. Good to know. He started wading his way towards the edge of the pond. Couldn't have that.

I slammed a bare foot on the ground and a large bolder popped out of the earth making quite the decent sized hole. Some grass came with it but that was okay. The mole-man had one foot out of the pond now and I punched outwards sharply. The bolder shot forwards and nailed mole-man straight in the face. Since it wasn't actually a bolder and just a clump of dirt, grass, and small rocks compacted together, it broke on impact and the mole-man fell back into the pond. I grinned.

Toph: 1. Mole-man: 0

By the time the security and Akira-cchi had come running, mole-man had almost drowned in the pond.

"Ojou-sama!" Akira-cchi said slightly frantic as he checked me over. I grinned.

"Hey, Akira-cchi. That was fun." I said proud of myself "I've decided. I'm gonna be a Hero."

Akira-cchi promptly started choking and passed out. I nudged him with my foot.

"Akira-cchi? Hello?"

"Akira-sama!" The guards wailed and I was hustled back to the house. I huffed but did as bid. The mole-man was later handed to the police half-drowned. The pulverized lawn was fixed, and by fixed I mean turned into a rock garden. I guess they gave up on the grass.

Needless to say, my parents weren't too happy with my new-found decision.

"Absolutely not! Hisoka! You are blind! Blind and tiny and helpless and fragile!" My father protested.

"Your father's right sweetheart." My mother agreed nodding and the air flowed around her in affection. There was no other way to put it. If the air around my mother was a cat, it would be rubbing against her ankles and purring up a storm. "Being a hero is dangerous. It's no place for a blind little girl!"

I twitched.

"I can do it!" I protested. What had started out as an excuse to beat up bad guys now turned into a desire to prove them wrong. Tiny and fragile my blind little ass!

"Under no circumstances young lady!" My mother scolded and I grit my teeth.

"This topic is closed. You will not be a hero Hisoka. It is far too dangerous." My father declared and that was that.

I spent the rest of dinner in a sulky silence.

The next day, I asked my homeroom teacher for another high school application form after mysteriously misplacing my old one. I was given another form readily.

"Hey, Tenya-kun. I need a favor." I told my friend over lunch and Tenya looked over.

"Of course! What can I help you with?" He asked immediately and ready to help. I held up two forms. One was the completed form done by my parents, the other was a blank new form.

"I'm going to U.A to be a Hero and no one can stop me." I declared and Tenya choked a little on a piece of food. I scowled. Tenya coughed.

"I apologize. You merely surprised me with the request. Of course I will be willing to help you become a great hero!" Tenya declared taking the forms and I smiled.

There was the quick scribbling of paper and Tenya handed over the completed form.

"I have listed U.A as your first choice followed by Ishimura and Raigaku which were your family's choices. Please sign here." Tenya said holding out a pen for me and put a finger on a particular part of paper. I took the pen, fiddled with it a bit to make sure it was working and put the tip next to Tenya's finger. He nodded and I scribbled a probably horrendous looking signature but it was a signature and that was all that counted.

Tenya handed the form in for me so that I wouldn't hand in the wrong form.

Three weeks later, he helped me fill out the U.A entrance exam application form. He was nice enough to make a note that I was blind and the form was done by someone else. My letter of confirmation was sent to Tenya's address. His family had all been for me kicking bad guy ass. His brother especially. Tenya was a very good friend.

Since receiving my confirmation letter I took a much more proactive stance on the ins and outs of my quirk. It really was like the avatar universe's bending. Stances and all. Well, alright, not the exact stances but I couldn't move elements with just my mind. That would have been awesome but I couldn't. I had to expand physical effort to move the elements. The amount of effort needed also depended on the scale of movement not the element itself. For example, if I wanted to send a massive gust of air that would flatten trees, it would tire me out more than say shifting a pebble along the ground. I also could only work with what I had. No water equaled no bending. No fire close-by also equaled no fire bending. I could strike sparks with my nails and make fire that way but since I could only get a baseball sized flame, it wasn't going to do me much good.

I likened my quirk to having another set of muscles that could push and pull elements rather than some kind of psychic supernatural ability. If I used my quirk too much or if I moved something much too heavy, I would feel like I'd just ran a marathon and lifted a few hundred kilos. There was no actual muscle soreness thank goodness but there was exhaustion, shortness of breath, rapid heartbeat, rivers of sweat and everything else that came with strenuous exercise.

It was my theory that using my quirk took actual energy and when I ran out, exhaustion set in. Despite the unpleasantness of over-use though, I still enjoyed myself immensely fiddling with my quirk.

Earth held no surprises. It was solid, steady and forceful.

Air was all around me. People had a misconception that air manipulation was the same thing as creating gusts of wind. It wasn't. Air was a gas. I didn't so much as create wind as move the gas around. It didn't necessarily have to manifest as wind. I had found that if one compressed the air enough, you could create something that was almost as solid as a wall. I couldn't hold it for very long and it took a whole heap of concentration but compressed gas actually packed quite a punch when rapidly released. Case in point, air guns. Also, another interesting thing about air. If you displaced it, it created a temporary vacuum that filled with a loud crack sound as the air rushes in to fill the void. The displaced air itself could knock down trees. Once again, air was gas. You push it and everything must go somewhere.

Water actually had quite the ridiculous amount of power in it. You would think that if you threw a blob of water at someone, it would just break apart and splash like a water balloon. Normally, that would be the case. Except, if you contained the water in an orb and didn't let it lose shape, it packed quite a punch. Water was non-compressible and thus, it was almost the same as hitting someone with a brick. Almost.

Fire… frustrated me. It really did. It probably sounded stupid but fire was the most delicate of my elements. Creating it was fine, it was dealing with it that required a soft touch. I had discovered that to make the flames bigger, I just had to feed it more air. Air contained oxygen and fire fed off oxygen making it bigger. The only problem was, if I fed it too much, the air snuffed the fire out instead of fanning it higher. It was quite the delicate balance to maintain and required me fiddling with two elements at once. Not something I was particularly good at. Nine times out of ten, the flame snuffed out. Like I said. Frustrating. So unless someone got really, really, really close, fire wasn't going to do me much good.

So I wasn't really the avatar, master of all four elements, but I'll get there. Probably. Heck, I managed Toph-level sensing and that only took me a good decade.

The last year of middle school passed without much ado. The teachers forgot that there was a blind kid in class sometimes much to my pride, Tenya still spoke with rigid ferocity if there was such a thing and ran around as part of the track and field team, I spoke with most of my classmates but Tenya was still my best friend purely because of the fact that he was the only one that didn't try to help me up steps, we had cultural festivals, sports festivals and a school trip that I was almost not allowed to go on, and I plodded away at various instruments in the music club. Put it that way… our last year of middle school was actually quite busy.

The funny thing was that despite the world being full of super powers, school events were completely normal. No quirks allowed normal. It was almost disappointing. Well, alright, that was a lie. The school trip to honest to God Hawaii was… fantastic. I'm not kidding. They took a bunch of fourteen year olds to Hawaii. It had been a tough fight with my parents but I pulled through. Barely.

Three seconds after we hit the run-way I regretted winning the fight. I found myself stuck next to Tenya pressed against the window while the massive plane roared and rumbled across the asphalt at a suddenly horrifying speed. We were all seated in business so it wasn't like the fuzzy plush seats were uncomfortable or that we were all squished together without any leg room but I discovered much too late that I might have a tiny fear of flying. We were what, a few hundred people, packed into a tin can shooting along at hundreds of miles an hour hoping that we didn't crash and die.

Things were even worse when we were in the air because I could feel every shudder of the plane, every choke of the engine, every ominous thud that came from beneath our feet. I honestly thought that we were all going to crash and die when the landing gears retreated back into the plane's belly with a mechanical whirl and shuddering click.

I damn near screamed when we hit our first batch of turbulence because my first thought was we're falling out of the sky we're all gonna die.

Tenya bless his soul kept up a steady stream of comments and nonsense about Hawaii and plane food and what to pack and the itinerary not at all offended that I was paying him zero attention and huddling in my seat.

I jumped out of my skin and let out a highly undignified squeak when we touched down in Hawaii the entire plane jerking and I suddenly realized just how fast we were going. There was a few tense moments of oh my god we're not going to stop in time and we're all going to crash and die a fiery painful death in Hawaii of all places before the large tin can that passed for an aircraft slowed to a crawl. Tenya patted my hand in sympathy and I slowly unclenched my fingers from the armrests one at a time.

Being the disabled blind girl, I got to exit the plane first and even had an air hostess carry my luggage for me. I didn't kiss the ground the second I was off the plain and into the airport proper but it was a close thing.

Hawaii itself was great. The food was always a surprise and although the beaches made me stagger around like a drunk, it was fun. I even splashed around in the shallows a bit under the very careful eye of Tsunomi-sensei. Tenya joined me after he almost got eaten by a freakishly large blob that I thought was a jellyfish but couldn't be quite sure. Everything felt like blobs if I was in the water. Tsunomi-sensei only had to pull off one rescue and that was because a girl panicked after swimming into a patch of seaweed and thought that she'd plowed right into a snake nest.

Nothing bad happened and we were bundled into the plane and sent home after three days much to every student's disappointment. Meanwhile, I nearly wept at the thought of getting back on a plane. I spent the ride whimpering. Never again. Ever. I'd rather walk.

I was much less enthused by the sports festival. Mainly because I couldn't participate in anything. Track and field races were out of the question since I literally couldn't see the lines, I was banned from the acrobatics and dancing events because a little blind girl in the midst of all that ruckus was seen as a bad thing. I wasn't allowed to do the Oodama event which was basically rolling a massive ball along a track because one, I couldn't see the track and two, they thought that I would get squished by the ball. It was unfair. The cavalry battle was a no-go as well for no other reason than me being blind. They thought I wouldn't be able to see anything. They were right but I couldn't see anything anyway. I wasn't even allowed to play the otedama which was throwing beanbags into a basket. It was pathetic. The only thing I was allowed to do was provide accompaniment to the marching band. The marching band. I turned down the offer on principal. Tenya was sympathetic to my plight and did the three-legged race with me out of pity. We won, so there was that. Pitiful I know but I'd take what I could get at this point.

Of all my three years I was only bullied once. It was perhaps more precise to say that they only tried to bully me once.

It was during my first year when a particularly nasty group of girls decided that I would make an easy target. Bully the blind girl that got special treatment, easy pickings. It didn't go very well for them. The first tactic that they tried was the whole 'shunning' thing. You couldn't prove it by me. Tenya however, was the one that noticed. I came back from the bathroom to find Tenya chewing out a group of girls.

"It is most dishonorable to do such a thing to a classmate! It lacks common courtesy and human decency!" Tenya said rather fiercely and loudly. It was honestly the first time I had heard him so angry.

"What've they done?" I asked striding over weaving around desks and people and suddenly there was a hush that fell throughout the room. You could have dropped a feather and it would have sounded loud. I hesitated. "What?"

"Hisoka-san!" Tenya spluttered and I turned my head to face him. He was agitated swiping his hands through the air.

"What? I've never seen you this mad. They do something?" I asked cracking my knuckles and turning to the group of girls who were spluttering like they had all choked on bugs.

"Hisoka-san… you did not notice?" Tenya asked sounding quite incredulous and I wondered what the hell this was all about.

"Notice what?" I asked and suddenly one girl screeched.

"How dare you?! We should have done more than just shun you!"

There was an intake of breath from just about everyone in the room. I blanked.

"You were shunning me?" I couldn't help but ask and there were infuriated splutterings from the group of three girls.

"Yes!" One of them roared in rage. I think it was Yanami Momoko.

"Well, Momoko-san. I have to say, I didn't even notice." I said in all honesty and the girl shrieked in rage.

"I'm Ayumi!"

"Oh." I said and then frowned. I pointed to the girl to her right. "I thought that one was Ayumi."

"I'm Reika! Remember our names properly you blind freak!" Reika shrieked. I shrugged.

"Well I guess that's why I didn't notice. Were you in our class?" I couldn't help but ask and suddenly the class burst out laughing as the group of girls shrieked in rage thoroughly humiliated. I grinned. I had honestly gotten Ayumi's name wrong but Reika was my little bout of revenge. Just because I hadn't noticed doesn't mean that I was going to let them go without punishment. The shrieking hadn't stopped. With three people talking all at once in rather high pitched voices, it was kind of hard to figure out what each one was saying. I raised a hand. "Actually, can you three go back to shunning me? I think I prefer that now. Thanks."

I quickly walked away grinning to myself after that because the shrieking had increased in volume. The class had burst out laughing and it almost drowned out the screeching. Almost. Any louder and my ears would bleed. I liked my ears.

"That was wonderfully handled!" Tenya praised as I took my seat and fished out my lunch box eager for food.

"I wasn't lying when I said that I hadn't noticed." I admitted and then smiled "But thanks. For what you did."

"Not at all! It is only natural to stand up for a friend!" Tenya said enthusiastically and I gave him a piece of what I thought was Kaarage chicken. Tenya took it. He was a fast learner Tenya was.

The girls spent the next month going through the encyclopedia of cliché shojou manga bullying tactics. They were largely unsuccessful. They scribbled words all over my desk and although Tenya had thrown a fit I just shrugged and pointed out that since I couldn't read them anyway there was literally no point to the whole thing. The tacks in my shoe locker were found by the janitor at the end of term. I hadn't even known they were there. I never used my locker because I never wore shoes.

They tried once to dump a bucket of water on me when I was in the toilet stall. Too bad I felt them coming through with the bucket of water like a herd of elephants and when they were hosting the bucket up to tip it over the top of the cubical, I slammed open the door. The result was four very soaked girls, an empty bucket and a water covered floor. I got my feet wet but the cries of alarm and disgust were well worth the chill.

There was honestly only one time when I was truly bothered by the group of three girls that were attempting to make my life hell. I was quite proud of the fact that they failed miserably but I wasn't impervious to all sorts of harm. I wish I was, but I wasn't.

It wasn't their teasing, it wasn't their hiding of my stuff or the putting of bugs in my desk or even when they threw my bag down the steps breaking my laptop. It was a stupid little taunt thrown from the steps.

"Hey! Minami! You're looking good today! Like what my cat threw up!" One of the girls said. Out of spite, I had made a point to not remember their names.

"That is most insulting!" Tenya said angry on my behalf but he was ignored.

"I know right? And that hair of hers looks like a rat's nest!" Another agreed. There were snickers and agreements all around and I couldn't help the little tinge of hurt. It wasn't hurt at being called ugly, it was that little prickle of insecurity. The thought of what if they're right. I had absolutely no idea what I looked like. Sure, I knew what my face felt like and it felt like a rather average face to me. I didn't go about touching faces all that much so I couldn't really know. It was stupid and it was just a little thing but unfortunately, I was human.

The girls were still laughing. I grit my teeth and told myself to walk away. Tenya was spluttering about horrible behavior and foul language.

"That was a good one! Cat vomit!" The tallest girl snickered bringing up another fresh round of laughs. I didn't walk away.

"You know what? That was a good one!" I said with a fake laugh and then stretched out my hands pulling at the cement that made up the stairs. "You know what else is a good one? This!"

I slammed the cement downwards with a solid push and stomp and the stairs collapsed into a smooth, steep slide. The girls went tumbling down with a shriek. There were startled yelps from the student body in the halls because of all the shrieking and the three girls rolled until they hit the bottom of the set of stairs in a pile.

I was quick to walk off. Yes, I did fix the stairs but I almost didn't.

Tenya was quick to catch up with me and matched my brisk pace with ease as I stalked through the halls. He had longer legs. Life was unfair sometimes.

"It's not true you know." Tenya said calmly like he was talking about the weather. "You actually look quite nice."

"Really?" I asked and then regretted opening my mouth immediately. I hadn't meant to ask but it had slipped out.

"Yeah. You've got soft features. Your face is heart shaped, you have a straight nose and a symmetrical mouth. Your eyes are pale green and you have black hair. It's not messy. It's slightly wavy when you don't tie it up." Tenya supplied "You look great!"

I had to smile. Tenya was a good friend.

"Thanks, I'd return the compliment, but I have no idea what you look like." I said with a laugh and Tenya joined in. There was one compliment I could give him though. "You do have a strong voice. Very heroic."

Tenya puffed up with pride.

"Thank you very much!" He said and laughing together, we went to class.

After that little incident, I was given a through scolding for using my quirk on school property. The three girls were smug and faking serious injury. Then they were given a through scolding for lying to teachers and faking illness to skip out on classes. For a prestigious school, that was unacceptable behavior.

The attempted bullying stopped by second year though. Mainly because the three realized that they were making bigger fools out of themselves than actually achieving anything significant and backed off. I didn't miss them. Although, I still refused to remember their names out of spite. Just because I won the whole fiasco doesn't mean that I had to show them any mercy. Okay, it was petty but it made me feel better.

All too soon the entrance exams for various high schools rapidly approached and I was pressed to study more by my parents because blind or not, I still had to pass said exams. In any case, study it was.

I sat the two 'back up' school exams first. Mainly because they were scheduled first. I sat them in a special little room sequestered away from all the other exam takers and had the questions read out to me as many times as I liked. It was also a modified exam. They didn't expect a blind kid to start drawing graphs quirk or no quirk. I was handled with the baby mittens. It was irritating and unfortunately common. You see a blind kid and you wanted to pat them on the head and take them by the hand. I could walk on my own damn it.

It was two days away from U.A's entrance exam that I kicked myself and realized that I had a very big problem. Said big problem being how to get off a massive estate, cross the city, and get to U.A all on my lonesome without my parents finding out and dragging me back home kicking and screaming.

I was saved by the fact that both my parents worked. They wouldn't be home and Akira-cchi who kept the closest eye on me normally drove one of them to work.

I packed up everything bright and early on February 26th and quickly packed my bag. Examination ID. Change of clothes. Phone. Map. A pair of sunglasses because people kept asking if I was blind without them. Money and finally, the U.A brochure that Tenya had given me and was folded into a triangle and tucked in my school jacket pocket so that I could tell what it was. The brochure was for last-resort use only. When in doubt. Show the brochure.

I set off out my window when I felt my parents cars rumble down the driveway and through to the main road. Since I was on the second story, it was either a pillar of earth to make sure I didn't break a leg or a crude version of my mother's levitation. I went with the levitation. The reason? Because I wouldn't create a small earthquake doing it. The earth had to come from somewhere and pulling that much earth up off the ground was going to make quite a few tremors. Tremors that would bring the staff running no doubt. Slightly less graceful escape it was.

The trick to flying with air was that you had to wrap it around yourself to slow your descent but you had to be careful to move it at a decent rate. If you moved too fast and you basically free-fell. Move too slowly and the air couldn't hold up and you free-fell. Since I didn't want to go splat, I wrapped the air snugly around my body and jumped out. Then it was a shaky wobbly descent and I lost it at the last few inches but that was okay. It jarred my ankles a little but at least I landed on my feet and nothing was hurt. I did do a quick double-check though. Nothing worse than sneaking out of your ridiculously large house on a twisted ankle.

Thankfully, everything was in order and I set off.

The brilliant thing about having a large house and having a solid decade and a half to explore the grounds was that you found all the best shortcuts. When you could literally make holes in walls, the world was full of possibilities.

I headed straight to the back of the garden and with a quick double-check just to make sure that no one was around, I spread my feet and placed a hand on the wall. I had chosen this wall at the back because unlike the other reinforced concrete walls, this wall was far older and made entirely out of brick. Brick was made from clay and shale. Both earth. They were held together by cement and that was what I had to get through but it was far easier than trying to move metal. Actually, anything that wasn't physically impossible was easier than trying to move metal. Metal bender I was not. Unfortunately. It's on my to-do list.

I braced against the brick wall and pushed sharply at the cement that held the bricks together. I didn't need to break every single brick. I just had to break off the cement that kept the bricks together to allow me to slide a segment of wall out. Cement was strong but if you gave it a series of sharp knocks, it crumbled. Or, I could just give it a push. Earth bending for the win.

My palms smacked against the wall and the cement cracked and broke into pieces pulling away from the bricks. There was a fine shower of dust and wafted down and I ignored it as I pushed the segment of wall outwards. It was just large enough for me to walk through. No need to crawl in a school uniform. Especially when said school uniform required a skirt.

Once I was clear, I slid the segment of wall back into place. It slotted in perfectly and I gave the wall a quick pat just to be sure. Going by the vibrations that stretched out through the wall, unless you looked very, very carefully, you shouldn't be able to see any damage. Probably. Blind girl here.

I was out of the house but I had another problem. How the hell to take the right bus to the train station. I really did not think this all the way through. I contemplated calling Tenya but dismissed it. He wouldn't have time to swing by to pick me up. Especially since he was going by train himself. I would just have to figure it out.

It was a short fifteen-minute walk to the nearest bus stop and I stood next to the sign patiently not bothering with the sunglasses. The drivers would probably stop for a blind girl.

Five minutes later, a bus rolled up the road and opened its doors for me.

"Where can I take you Ojou-chan?" The driver asked cheerfully. He had a light and friendly voice.

"Does this bus go to a train station? I want to get to U.A." I told him with my best innocent smile. No need to tell him that I was taking the entrance exam.

"Oh? U.A? What're you going there for? Visiting someone?" The driver asked and I nodded with a smile. "Hop right on! I'll let you know when it's time to get off!"

"Thank you!" I said beaming and made a show of carefully moving onto the bus to take a seat. The inside of the bus smelled like a mix of people, smoke and dust. The seat was barely cushioned and with a fuzz covering that was so rubbed down and thread bare that it might as well not have been there at all. The bus started with a rumbling choke and off we went.

Two minutes later I decided that I hated busses. Reason? The nonsensical rocking and the rattling and the stifling air had me wanting to throw up. I huddled miserably in my seat at the front of the bus and tried to hold down my breakfast. The clunking of the bus, the smell of exhaust and the occasional bump didn't help things either.

By the third time the bus stopped I was about ready to beg to be let off. The only thing that kept me on the stupid bus was that I was invested in getting into U.A damn it and I wasn't going to chicken out just because of a bus ride. It didn't stop me hating buses though.

"Ojou-chan! We're here!" The driver announced good naturedly and I spared enough time to dump a handful of coins in the payment slots before jumping out of the bus as fast as I could. Never. Again. Ever. That had been almost as bad as the plane.

I was probably getting some worried looks from the driver but I didn't care at this point. Anything to be off that stupid bus.

The train station was filled with chattering people and distant announcements. My bare feet found the tactile paving of the station floor and followed the bumps and ridges towards the nearest counter that I could feel. Since I couldn't read what the hell the sign above the counter said, I could only hope that it wasn't some sort of money exchange store. I really missed reading. Not just because it made getting around easier but because before I kicked the bucket the first time round this whole 'living' block I had been an avid reader. Okay, I had been a huge nerd and a bookworm. So, I liked reading. Sue me. Reading was also something that I missed. My room was stocked with audio books but it just wasn't the same. Not really.

I walked up and put my hands on the counter. There was no glass separation so that was promising at least.

"Hello. Can I help you?" The woman inside the booth said sounding rather bored.

"Can you please tell me which train I can take to U.A High School?" I asked pleasantly.

"Take the third line to Fujioka and get off at the third stop. Here's a map." The woman said and a map was slapped onto the counter. Well, I thought that it was a map. It just sounded like a wad of paper to me. I didn't think that the lady had looked up considering the fact that she'd just handed a blind person a map.

"Where's the third line if I might ask?" I pressed and the woman made an impatient noise.

"It's the orange line. Look for it on the map."

"I can't." I stated simply and with a beaming smile. "I'm blind."

There was silence. I kept up the smile and when the woman spluttered I waved a hand in front of my face in an exaggerated manner.

The lady changed her tune very quickly after that. She even waited for the train with me and plonked me down on a fuzzy priority seat.

"Now, remember, the station that you get off at is Inaburi. The doors will open from in front of you. If you ask a station guard, they will help you alright?" She asked and I smiled blankly and nodded. I stuck my tongue out at her when the train left. Pointless I know but hey, a girl has to take what she could get.

The train rattled along at break-neck speeds and the shrieking and grinding against the rails every time the metal monster stopped made my ears bleed. People hustled in and out pushing through the human wall of other people as the train was packed tighter than sardines in a can. The air was stifling and I couldn't be more thankful when it was announced that Inaburi would be the next station.

Shoving my way through the crowd of people while blind was a bit of a struggle. There were a few close calls where my bare toes almost got squished by either boot or heels but by the time I was up against the doors, the train was screeching to a halt and I was just about panting. If this was what public transport was like, I was never doing it again. It sucked. I was the first one out the door and had to pad around a little to get a feel of the size of the station and where everything was. All the pounding feet and the chatter and the arrival and departure of trains didn't make things extremely easy. It was official. I hated public transport. I hadn't hated it back before I killed myself tripping over nothing but I sure as hell hated it now.

I followed the tactile paving stones to another counter.

This one had a man that actually was paying attention because he greeted me the second I strode up.

"Hello, how can I help you today?" He asked and I took out the brochure.

"I was wondering if you could tell me which bus to take to get to U.A High School?" I asked pleasantly because I had been brought up with manners.

This man noticed that I was blind immediately.

"Of course, if you will please follow me." He said getting out of his chair and walking around the counter. Then, he lost all good will that he had gathered up until that point because he reached over and took my hand. Yes. I was blind. No. I did not need help to walk. I didn't scream at him. I was raised with manners and I just kept a sulky silence.

We waited a good five minutes for the bus and the man who was still holding my hand very helpfully told the driver that I was blind. I smiled and pretended that I was mute as well as blind. I wasn't, but by the way some people acted, you would faint from shock when I did open up my mouth to speak.

For my graceful show of wonderful manners, I got a free ride and was told when to get off the bus. I hadn't liked my bus ride any better than my first because I wasn't the only student on that ride. The buss was filled with students going to U.A and there were whisperings about the blind girl along for the ride. Whisperings and laughter.

I got the last laugh when I got to get off the bus first. Petty, yes. I'd take what I could get.

A/N

Replies:

lumigo akvo9504 – I know you requested one more day but… it kinda turned out into this… Haha… yeah, I have no excuse. But the last day before summer break is on the list for the next few chapters! Also, middle school graduation! I feel like I'm giving away spoilers… does this even count?

Mew Shadowfang – You're right! I actually contemplated doing a 'if Toph were the Avatar' thing but then I realized it would last about three chapters because Toph would beat everybody into submission within ten seconds.

Mime – I'm glad that you like it! And this chapter is longer! Ish…

havarti2 – You wanted more and here is more! I'm glad that you like it!

Wildtrance – I agree with the yelling but sadly, Minami Hisoka was raised a lady. She's not prissy about it but unfortunately, she doesn't yell on television. To make up for it, she gets to beat up another bad-guy this chapter.

cupcakefrosting7 – The update is here!

Guy who may like dragons – As requested, a little continuity and a little tidbit about Hisoka's previous life. I also rather like your suggestion about the class number so I have decided to just do that. Also, no one else suggested anything. I'll keep Mineta in. I need someone for Hisoka to beat up without feeling bad.

TheAngelicPyro – Your request has been heard and answered! There's a little bit of bullying there and Iida is a bit weird but hey. It all ends well.

Drakefire – Glad that you like it!

TAWOGfan2000 – Not a dumb question at all! All my fault, couldn't find a good way to describe how Hisoka looked like without it being awkward, since you know, narrator blind… Hopefully, it's an adequate description in the chapter. I tried to make it better but Iida just wasn't the type to wax poetry. It would have been funny if he did though! XD