Never Say Die
Chapter 3: Broken Arms
A/N: Chapter 3! Party time!
sorry for any mistakes as usual!
Author's note at the end.
"Hey, I think she's waking up." I heard a voice say.
My eyes fluttered open slowly. I felt disoriented and groggy. Looking around the room, I realized I was at a hospital. I could hear the beeps from a machine somewhere in the room. Finally, I looked around to see who was talking. To my surprise I saw Midoriya, Jiro and Momo.
"What happened?" I asked in a husky tone. "How did I get in the hospital?"
"You jumped in front of that Nomu. Remember?" Momo answered.
Instantly memories of what happened came back in a rush. The Nomu, Aizawa, and most importantly, how I was next to Todoroki one minute, then in front of the Nomu the next. Wait, Aizawa?!
"How is Professor Aizawa?" I asked quickly. My voice sounding hoarse from sleep.
"He's fine!" Midoriya answered with a smile. "He got pretty beat up but, he'll be back to school teaching in no time."
I let out a sigh of relief. "Good."
"You got pretty beat up yourself." Jiro commented. "Your arm was shattered."
Panicking for a second, I looked down to see my right arm bandage heavily and placed in a splint.
"You had to have surgery to repair some of it. It was bad." Midoriya chimed in pulling me from my thoughts.
"Damn." I muttered. "That bad, huh?"
"Todoroki told me how you teleported in front of that Nomu and pushed Professor Aizawa out of the way." Momo sighed bringing her hand to her face. "That was very brave. I would have been terrified standing in front of that monster."
"Yeah, that was way cool of you." Jiro smiled.
"Very hero like, Eva!" Midoriya gave me a thumbs up. "I didn't know you could teleport! That's a really useful quirk. Todoroki told Momo you were there in a blink of an eye! Oh. And Todoroki saved you! He froze that Nomu's arm and it broke off! No telling what that thing would have done if it had not of let you go."
"Where is Todoroki?" I asked curiously.
"He said he had to go home. Something to do with family. He asked Momo to come with us to check on you." Jiro said cooling.
Midoriya then told me how the rest of the fight had went. All Might and the teachers came and the villains retreated. Thirteen was still terribly injured and from what I could see Midoriya had a few injuries himself.
Just like the manga. Not much changed, beside Aizawa's injuries. I thought. "Thank you guys for coming. You don't have to be here." I muttered.
"No problem!" Midoriya answered. "Anything for a friend."
I felt myself clam calm up at that. I don't know why. I just wasn't expecting it. I hardly knew these people yet here they were making sure I was okay. My heart seemed to metaphorically squeeze. Smiling like an idiot, again I said, "Thank you!"
A nurse in white scrubs walked in with a chart and pen. She then said sweetly. "Excuse me. I have to discuss important information with the patient. I have to ask the guests to leave the room."
"Yes, ma'am." Midoriya said with a smile.
"We have to leave anyway." Jiro said walking to the door with Momo.
"Oh I almost forgot. We brought your phone. We three put our numbers in it. I hope you don't mind." Midoriya said reaching into his pocket. He pulled my smart phone out and handed it to me before leaving "See you later."
The nurse was nice. She just told me what procedures they had to perform on my arm. Apparently Recovery Girl, the UA school nurse, had stopped by after my surgery and helped my arm as well. Unfortunately, I still had to have a metal rod and a few pins in my forearm due to how smashed it was. She said I'd be discharged the next day around noon. I had asked her if Aizawa was here. It took her a minute to know who I was talking about. I had to tell her he was my guardian before she would tell me anything.
"He's down the hall." She answered.
"Do you think I could see him soon. I want to make sure he's okay." I asked.
"I'll talk to the charge nurse." She said. "No promises though."
Fortunately they let me see him! First, the doctor had to clear me as a fall risk. I couldn't see him till after dinner anyway. When I entered the room, I didn't know what to expect. I was greeted with a very unimpressed Aizawa. One of his arms was wrapped in a cast and he had a busted lip. I sighed in relief. He faired a lot better then he did in the manga, that was for sure.
"If the nurses wouldn't freak out, I'd flick you in the ear right now. That shit you pulled with the Nomu isnt gonna fly with me. " His eyes narrowing homing in on my face.
"I'd go back and do it again too!" I answered curtly.
Aizawa sighed heavily. "You'll have problems with that arm the rest of your life, you know."
"That's fine. Still wouldn't have done anything differently."
"You're stubborn but, thank you kid."
I blushed and said, "No problem."
"So, kid. Two things. One, you can teleport." He stated. It wasn't a question. "Two, you knew about Iida and the attack?"
I laughed nervously then said, "I honestly didn't know I could teleport. I only thought I could jump dimensions."
"Your probably still jumping dimensions when you teleported. Just really fast." He commented. "It's rare to have two quirks...extremely rare. So you probly don't have two."
"Oh, I didn't think of that. And to be honest, I don't know how I teleported!"
"What did you do before you teleported?"
Concentrating, I said, "Well ...I remember reaching my hand out. I kept thinking about how I wished I was where you were... faster. I don't remember much. I just know I was very upset. I could not think clearly. I was panicking pretty bad. Todoroki, on the other hand, was super calm...scary calm."
Aizawa thought in silence for a minute then said, "He's had more training. Your quirk is probably controlled by two things: your emotions and what you want. You wanted to be where I was but faster. I could be wrong. Well have to test this out. You also were very upset. Your emotions probably played a big role in activating it. You're a very emotional person."
"I am not!" I said defensively. "I hardly ever get super emotional."
"Eva, just cause you don't vocalize your emotions doesn't mean you're not emotional. In the short amount of time I've known you, I've noticed this. You wear how you feel on your sleeve. Your emotions are written all over your face most of the time." He said in a dry tone.
"And here I thought I was good at hiding that." I scoffed.
"It's not a bad thing." He added. "Also explain the Iida situation to me."
"I was hoping you'd forget about that."
"Not a chance."
I took a deep breath before asking, "Pilot told you that in my Dimension your world is a manga….comic...whatever you call it. Right?"
"Yeah but, I didn't give it much thought though. Have you known this would happen?"
"The honest answer is that I didn't remember till minutes before it happened. I don't remember much of the comic." I said sheepishly.
Aizawa hummed in agreement but eyed me with suspicion.
"Don't look at me that way!" I felt myself getting nervous. Aizawa gaze had me squirming like a bug under a microscope. "I swear I don't remember much. I wasn't a die hard fan. I read it up to a certain point then stopped. It was so long ago, it's very fuzzy. The only reason I remembered what was about to happen, was I saw Thirteen."
Aizawa thought for a moment again then asked, "Did anything change with you interfering?"
"As far as I know, the only thing that changed was that you didn't get hurt nearly as bad you were supposed too."
"How bad?"
"Like your face being slammed into concrete a few times bad." I said dryly. Aizawa gave a small grimace. I recognize it through and said, "Yeah…"
He muttered. "I could have handled it kid. Im a pro. Don't go jumping in the way, getting hurt to save me anymore okay."
"I thought that's what heroes did."
"Touche." Aizawa then added. "Oh the U.A sports festival is coming up."
"Oh wow, so soon!"
Aizawa leaned up in his hospital bed. "By the state of your arm, you have a very high chance of not being able to compete."
"Well I probably wouldn't do good anyway. I don't exactly know how to use my quirk."
"We'll work on that."
The door then opened and the nurse came in and said, "You need to go back to your room now."
I nodded and walked toward the door before I left I said, "I'm glad your okay though Aizawa. I don't know what I'd do if something worse happened to you."
Aizawa and I were both discharged around the same time, so fortunately I didn't have to wait around the hospital any longer then I needed too. I had no clue where we were and how to get around the city, so getting home would have been a pain in the butt. We had to take a taxi because Aizawa couldn't drive with only one arm, but we finally made it to the apartment.
When we opened the door to the apartment, Ai came to us running. The bell on her collar jingled as she trotted towards us.
"Ah Ai, I missed you." I cooed to the cat reaching down to pet her. "Where you lonely?"
"Dinner will be take out tonight, seeing we are both unable to cook since we both have only one good arm. I'll be sending money to school with you tomorrow for lunch." Aizawa said shutting the door.
"Sounds good to me." I said cheerfully walking toward my bedroom. Ai followed behind softly. Throwing myself on my bed I let out a content sigh. I was just so happy to be home.
Wait….
Home? I felt my stomach twist unpleasantly. I had called this place home without even realizing it. I know it sounds stupid, but I felt like I was betraying my family back in my world for some reason. That was my home, not this place. I didn't belong here. Did I?
Getting back into the swing of things at school was a lot harder than I thought. I had a lot of makeup work since I was out one day. It blew my mind how much they covered in short amount of time.
"Remind me not to ever miss school again." I said bitterly to Jiro. "Also thank God I broke my right arm and not my left. Taking notes would have been impossible."
Jiro laughed softly and got out her notebook for taking notes. "You can borrow my notes to copy for the day you missed if you want."
"For real?" I was so happy I could almost cry. I was so behind and I only missed one day. "I'll get them from you after class today, if that's fine."
"Yeah, no problem!" She said, "Oh heads up. We are having a group project in World Literature on the story of Nicholas and Isla. Today Professor Cementoss is picking our partner."
"Dang, we can't pick?" I said in defeat.
"Unfortunately, no." Jiro said dryly. She then clapped her hands in a silent prayer. "I just hope I get good partner, especially not Mineta."
"We haven't read that story yet, have we?" I asked.
"No, not yet. He said we had to read it tonight. We have to answer a bunch of comprehensive questions and write a five page paper on it. We'll have to turn it in before the Sport Festival, so we have about two weeks to finish it." Jiro added.
"Uh five pages?!" I sighed exasperated. "I just want to be a lazy bum."
"Yeah between this paper, math class and training for the sports festival, we are gonna be swamped." Jiro sighed as well. "Hey maybe if we are lucky, we can be partners."
"Yeah, that would be cool!"
Ding dong ding
The bell for class run and in walked Professor Cementoss. In his gravelly voice he said, "Alright settle down. We've a lot to do today so get ready to take notes." He paused to give us time to retrieve our notes and textbooks. "Turn to page 257. We are gonna go over the basic plot and themes. We will also talk about the author of the story of Nicholas and Isla. It was written by Abraham Edwards, and the story is of western origin. You've heard of him. He's pretty famous. Now this story takes place in Verona..."
Professor Cementoss continued to talk about the story. The more and more I heard, the more I realized how much it sounded like William Shakespeare's play Romeo and Juliet. I should have been paying attention but when I realized this, I was too concerned with this realization. Did this mean that things in my world were parallel to this world? Was this just a coincidence? I had to look into this later then I had time.
Luckily I tuned back in to hear the Professor saying, "I'm now going to tell you who your partner is for this project. I will dismiss early so you can talk with your partner. You won't have a lot of time to work on it in class, so you both will need to work on it outside of class. I'll pass out your paper that has the projects rubric on it. On the top of your rubric will have your partners name. Now both of you need to pick a theme and write about it."
The Professor began passing out the rubrics. I was near the back so I got mine toward the end. I was so anxious to see who my partner was. It felt like it took forever for him to get to me. When I got my rubric, I quickly looked at the top and in blocky lettering I saw my partners name.
Bakugou Katsuki
I felt the color drain. This had to be fake. This couldn't be real! I read the name again and sure enough it read: Bakugou Katsuki. Nope...that was real. I had to be one of the most unluckiest people known to mankind!
I looked up to see if Bakugou had noticed my name on his paper. My eyes shifted upwards and locked with his. He had noticed. I wondered how long he had been looking at me. He was turned around in his seat fully and his gaze were like lasers. His face had an irritated scowl. Big surprise there. Not.
I sunk in my seat and gave a sheepish smile and a small wave. Bakugou seemed to not know how to react to that. He scoffed loudly and quickly turned away from me.
What a brat! I thought to myself. This was going to be a freaking disaster. All I could invision was him and I at each other's throats. I imagined Bakugou's hands wrapped around my neck, ringing it comically. Damn…
"Okay, remember when the paper is due. You have to pick a topic from the list I gave you. Now class is dismissed early. Get with your partners till the lunch bell rings." Professor Cementoss said in a dull tone, and with that he left the classroom.
"Ah, your not my partner." Jiro pouted. "I have Momo, so that's not bad. Who do you have?"
I let my head hit the desk and gave a exasperated sigh, "Bakugou."
"Ouch, gooood luck." Jiro giggled.
"I guess I better meet up with my partner. Pray to the Gods above he doesn't kill me." I muttered sliding out of my seat.
I made my way through the sea of desks, chairs, and fellow classmates all the way to Bakugou's spot in class. The explosive boy was sitting hunched over in his desk and reminded me of a gremlin. I could practically feel the angry vibes radiating from him. God he was intense!
I circled him so I was standing in front of him. I took a deep breathe and released it before saying, "So I guess we're partners?"
His eyes snapped to mine and locked like magnets. I squirmed under his gaze. He honestly made me nervous. I felt like I was walking on eggshells around him and, that one slight sound or word would make him literally explode.
Finally he said, "You better not slack off Teacher's Pet cause I'm not doing all the work!"
"I wouldn't dream of it! I may not be the best student in class but that doesn't mean I'll do a crappy job. Especially when someone else's grade is going to be affected."
"Good!" He yelled. Wait, no smartass comment? No huge explosion?
"Good!" I echoed. I decided right then and there that I needed to not be not act so scared of Bakugou. Sure he had a short fuse but, if I had to work with him outside of school for two weeks, I might as well relax. I steadied myself and said confidently, "So what theme do you want to do this paper on. I was thinking our theme could be how love and fate play throughout the story. Do you have any ideas?"
"Have you read this story before?" He asked with a grating tone.
"More or less…" I smiled sheepishly. I had read Romeo and Juliet in my world, so it wasn't entirely a lie. "It's been awhile but, I know the general ideas."
"Ehh, that topic sounds fine with me." He then leaned back in his chair in a lazy manner and glowered.
"Alright. So when and where do you want to first meet up for the paper. I'm pretty much free whenever." I shrugged my shoulders and tried to smiled.
"We can meet after school tomorrow in the study hall, extra! I'd like to get this paper finished as soon as possible. I have the Sports Festival to prepare for." He answered. His tone was gruff as usual. I noticed that Bakugou always had a rough tone and manner about him even when he wasn't mad. Either that or he was always mad...
"Sounds good to me. S-should we exchange numbers in case we need to meet up another time?" I nervously asked.
"Why would I want your number?" He hissed.
"Well damn, am I that gross?" I hissed back. "It's just for the project you turd!"
"Fine, fine." He grabbed his phone out of his pants pocket. "Just don't text me dumb shit!"
"Just for that I'm gonna send you annoying pictures." I said with a cheeky smile.
He quickly leaned forward in his chair. I could almost see a vein popping out of his forehead. "Not if you want me to kick your ass Teacher's Pet!"
"Calm down, its it's just a joke, dude." I put my good hand up defensively.
"I am calm!" Bakugou yelled. His face red with anger.
I gave him a skeptical look, "Yeah ...just give me your damn number Bakugou."
I could tell this group project would be like pulling teeth. Damn….
"So I see the first meeting with Bakugou went smoothly. He didn't explode...much." Jiro said during lunch. She happen to see me walking with Todoroki to lunch and Momo and her decided to sit with us. I didn't mind. I like Jiro and Momo a lot. They were pretty chill.
"Yeah, I was surprised myself." I rubbed my hands down my face. "We have to meet up after school tomorrow though. Well see how long we can go without blowing up the school."
Momo and Jiro nodded in agreement. Todoroki just ate in silence and like we weren't even there. I noticed he seemed really tense today. I couldn't put my finger on it but, since the villain attack on our class at the rescue center he seemed more wound up. I tried not to think too much about it though. I didn't want to be nosy… as much as I truly wanted to be.
The rest of lunch was relaxing. Juri, Momo and I talked about odds and ends. Things from hobbies, to what we liked to eat.
"What do you like to do for fun Eva, any hobbies?" Momo asked.
That made me think. I know what my hobbies were when I lived in my world but when I came here it's like my interests went out the window. This made me sad. It was like I was becoming a totally different person here. I decided to answer honestly.
"Well, lately I haven't done much other than school stuff, but I like music." I picked at my food as I talked. "I used to play piano. I also did choir but I don't have any instruments anymore so…"
"Oh wow, you play?!" Jiro asked excitedly.
"Yeah, I've won a few competitions and stuff. I mostly played classical though." I answered with a shrug.
"I play a lot of instruments. I really like bass though." Jiro said with a smile. "You know...the music club has a grand piano that stays in the room. People are free to play whenever."
I felt my heart bound at that idea. Maybe I could play again! It would be nice to have something from my old life again. Sure I couldn't tell anyone too much about my old life. But, I could still play the piano, right?
"I'll have to remember that!" I said happily. Maybe I could go after class. Aizawa had to stay later today to do some paperwork anyway.
Finding the music club room was harder than I thought. I had to ask directions twice. Turns out they keep the music and art department down in the basement area. Fortunately, the music room was empty when I got there and the door was unlocked. Jiro said that they left the studios open for students to work on art and music I'd they needed too.
I opened the music room door and it squeaked, echoing throughout the room. Inside the room it was mostly empty besides some fold out chairs that were leaned against the back wall along with some music sheet stands. Finally I saw what I was looking for. Toward the upper right side of the room was a large, dusty, black grand piano. The piano seat did not match and was a plain, rickety wooden bench. I set my bag down on the floor beside it.
I opened the lid and stared down at the ivory and ebony colored keys. The piano looked well used. Some keys looked more grubby then others. There were also a few cigarette burns on some of them. I felt bad for the poor things. Sitting down, the chair creaked loudly and swayed lightly.
I hope I don't break this thing! I thought looking down at the bench I was sitting on.
I then turned my attention to the piano keys in front of me. Flexing my fingers, I then placed them on the gleaming, cold keys. I then played a C chord to see how it sounded. The piano gave out a pleasant soft tone that hummed through the room. The sound made me smile. I decided to play some scales to get my fingers warmed up. I was happy that despite the pianos worn out appearance, the instrument sounded beautifully. After a few minutes of that, I decided to play something simple to help dust the cobwebs off my skills. Surprisingly I played Bach's "Prelude to the Well Tempered Clavichord" with ease. I was impressed I still remembered it. Having not touch a piano in over a year, I thought I'd mess up a few times. I felt triumphant and my heart swelled with pride.
Feeling brave I played "All I Ask of You" from Phantom of the Opera next. My fingers smoothly danced over the piano and the sound was full and yet feather like. The rich sound filled the room and my ears. My heart leaped with excitement. I felt all the tension in my body leave as I tapped on the keys. This was exactly what I needed. I didn't realize how much I missed playing.
Soon my phone buzzed in my bag causing me to jump and the music to abruptly stop with a unpleasant clang. I looked quickly in my bag and saw it was Aizawa saying he was finished.
'I'll be right there', I texted. I then tossed my phone in my bag and swiftly left the room. I made it to Aizawa quicker then I thought. It may have had to do with the fact I was practically skipping through the building.
"You look chipper." He eyed me suspiciously.
"I'm just happy, that's all." I smiled sweetly. I didn't want to share my secret just yet. I didn't quite understand why. Maybe it was because it was something I could have all to myself. I'd tell him eventually, just not yet.
"Well let's head home." He said.
A/N: So Eva can play the piano! Mostly just classical stuff but, she's crazy good in my head. She doesn't sing much when she plays however. I wanted to giver her a hobby...something to help her relieve stress. What do you do to help with stress? I write and draw. I'm a waaaaaaaaayyyy much better artist then a writer. Like a million times better. Also look up those songs she played, that way you can get a feel for it.
Also she's paired with Lord Explosion Murder! It's gonna be great guys!I'm so excited for the next chapter! Things are really gonna start kicking off!
Guys I'm also working on other fanfiction...I have a skyrim one I'm writing. I'm also gonna write a Fallout 3. Man, I love those games. Fallout 3 is my favorite!
I've never broken an arm or a bone in my body, so I had to do research on what would happen. They say if you shatter your forearm that it takes 12 weeks to heal! Damn son!
I also have a tumblr. It's under the name sun-chased. I mostly post stuff about writing and re-blog things that I'm into at the moments.
I've also been bugging the crap out of my husband about this story lol. He just laughs at me but he really likes what I've got. I bounce idea off him a lot. We are currently watching season 3 of BNHA together. I've read the manga and he hasn't so I know whats coming up next hehheeeeeee
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