A/N: This chapter will be focusing on Saya and her Guardian.
"Happiness can be found in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light." ~Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.
"For In our dreams we enter a world that is entirely our own"
~ Albus Dumbledore
The Guardian Is...
The onyx orbs of Principal Nezu were only focused on Saya Inushima, who stood before him.
The young lady shuffled her feet and shifted her weight from one leg to the other, nervously, as she waited.
They had relocated, Principal Nezu and herself, to his office at the end of the Staff Meeting.
So here she stood, waiting nervously, for the Pro-Hero to speak.
Finally, after several minutes of a very uncomfortable silence, the mammal spoke up.
"I hope you will come to understand in some way that the Program will not give you a advantage over the other students that will be sharing the Halls with you",Nezu told her, "With you being selected will mean that all of the rules with apply to you along with the consequences if you were to ever break any of those rules".
"Yes, sir" Saya's voice came out as a drawl, "I understand fully, sir".
"Do you?" ,Nezu raised a invisible eyebrow and leaned forward to peer at her a little more closely.
"Yes, I understand quite well" Saya tucked a few loose locks of amethyst behind her ears before continuing, "With me being a exchange student from America I shouldn't expect any special treatment or anything of that sort. The same rules that apply to the other students of UA will also apply, in full, to me. In foresight, whoever my Guardian will be, shouldn't expect me to get into any sort of trouble".
"Oh?" Nezu was intrigued by her confident respond, "Why shouldn't they?".
"I'm not really a problem child. I don't go looking for trouble like some just for the thrill of it or like others who are just so full of themselves" Saya gave a shrug and balanced herself on the heels of her shoes, "I will be held accountable though if I'm provoked or if trouble finds me".
"If trouble finds you" Nezu echoed with a chuckle, "Can you please clarify on the meaning behind those words?".
"I have a streak of well let's just call it Bad Luck after I use my Quirk for a certain amount of time" Saya answered, "It usually lasts for a few days to a week and anything, and I mean anything can happen during that time frame".
"I see" The smile that made it's way on to Nezu's muzzle in turn made Saya wary of his motives and the thoughts that were going through his head in response to her words. "I'll inform you're Guardian of the aftereffects of you're Quirk. Now Recovery Girl would like to give you you're examination in her main office".
The tribrid stood from his desk chair and disappeared from Saya's view for a few moments. The only parts of him that she could see were his ears and the end of his long, white, tail. He came back into her view with his paws tucked behind his back and his tail was swishing with each step that he took.
"Come" ,He held a paw to the air and beckoned her to follow him, "I'll lead you to the Office on the first floor since you don't know the way yet".
"Thank you,sir" ,Saya smiled and followed him with a pep in her step which caused her hair to bounce.
Nezu chuckled to himself as he gazed at her blinding smile out of the corner of his eye.
"Not a problem, Miss Inushima", Nezu held the door open for her and bowed, "Ladies first".
"Thank you, sir" ,Saya giggled and stepped out into the hall. She squinted against the sunlight and rubbed at one of her eyes with the palm of her hand which didn't go unnoticed by the Principal who was closing the door to his Office.
"Is something the matter?" Nezu didn't keep the concern from showing in his voice as he looked up at her.
"I'm just sensitive to light is all", Saya blinked a couple of times. Her dappled eyes disappeared from his view for a few seconds, "Going from a place with low light to very high light makes my eyes hurt and makes everything blurry for a few seconds to a few minutes depending on how much light is in the new area".
"We'll remedy that soon enough" Nezu took her hand in his paw and pulled her along, leading her, down the hall to the elevator. He pressed the down arrow button and waited, all the while never letting go of Saya's hand.
The vertebrate didn't know what had came over him, but he knew that the young lady who's hand he was tightly holding was something special. It wasn't just because of her being from another country or how her appearance was quite unique on it's own, really! what genes were combined to get dark purple hair! and gray! gray like ash, gray like storm clouds, for her eyes!, Nezu was intrigued to say the least.
He didn't know if it was because some percentage of him was part dog that he had felt these instincts when she had first stepped foot into the Conference Room.
Nezu wasn't stupid, he was as far from being stupid as one individual could get!, he had learned how to read the body movements of all of his colleagues, and the few individuals whom he had came to see as his friends, as his comrades, to be able to tell when he had made them uncomfortable, or when they were nervous, or if they were in a bad mood when it wasn't visible to the naked eye.
So when Miss Inushima had stepped into the room and everyone's attention had been averted to her, when all of their eyes had been focused on her and her alone, he could tell right away that she was uncomfortable.
It was how her back had straightened, how her spine had unbend in a almost too perfect motion, and how her hands had found themselves locked together.
He could tell right away that she was unnerved by the amount of attention focused on her.
It didn't go unnoticed by him and he was sure that it didn't go unnoticed by the rest of his staff too. To the untrained eye it would seem that Miss Inushima was just shy and uncomfortable around strangers, which was justified, but there was something else going on.
Nezu would get to the bottom of it.
After all, he was a being who liked a good challenge.
The creature's mind was going a mile a minute with all the possibilities that could make him act like he was acting.
Here he stood, in Recovery Girl's office, without any rhyme or reason for being there. He was waiting for Chiyo Shuzenji aka Recovery Girl to finish her examination of Miss Inushima.
Nezu closed his eyes and heaved a sigh while pinching the bridge of his fuzzy snout with one of his paws.
'This is very unusual and isn't certainly how i would usually act with a new student' Nezu thought. 'I have a feeling that I'll need to remedy my own problem before I can properly place Miss Inushima with a suitable Guardian'.
The rustling of cloth drew his attention away from his own thoughts and towards the curtain that seperated him from the other two occupants of the Infirmary.
"Now, dearie", He heard Chiyo speak in her grandmotherly voice, "Nezu told me that you've been having trouble with transitioning from light filled rooms to other areas with light in them. Is that true?".
"Yes, ma'am " Saya answered, Nezu could see her right now. Her hands folded in front of her as she sat on the clean, white, sheets of the examination table. Her legs hanging, dangling really, over the side of the bed.
"I'll have to take a blood sample" Recovery Girl had stood from her chair and Nezu wrinkled his nose in disgust, "To have on file. Do you know if you're allergic to anything ?".
He had never been a fan of needles, he was sure that Miss Inushima shared his optimism regarding the pointy medical devices.
"I'm allergic to peanuts that's about It", Says answered with a tilt of her head, "I don't know if I'm allergic to anything else".
"Peanuts" Recovery Girl moved over to retrieve the clipboard that sat beside her tea on the far side of the room, passing Saya as she did so, and wrote it down on the piece of paper.
"Now then. You're due for your shots then I'll take the blood sample" Chiyo tucked the clipboard under her arm and grabbed the syringe that was waiting to be used. It had been waiting patiently inside of the holding box and the needle gleamed in a ominous manner as Chiyo uncapped it, "This will only hurt a bit, you won't even feel it".
Says recoiled when the needle was directed at her, but she steeled her jittery nerves and rolled up her sleeve with her left hand.
She was waiting for the inevitable.
Not a moment later did Saya feel something cold brush against a small area of skin, a shiver went through her, then she felt the pinch as the needle entered the natural coating covering her meat and bones.
She winced and looked away as Recovery Girl gave her another shot, in her other arm this time.
"There all done" Recovery Girl stepped back and recapped the two syringes before placing band aids on the two puncture marks, "I hope you don't mind Hello Kitty band aids they're the only ones that I have left. I need to restock on supplies for the school year".
"Not at all" Saya looked down at the adhesive bandage with the cheerful cartoon character on it. She let out a giggle when she noticed that the small, white, cat was dressed as a nurse complete with red cross adored handbag and hat, "I'm very fond of cats".
"You like cats?" Recovery Girl asked, surprised.
"Yes" Saya replied, pulling down the sleeves of her shirt, "They're quite calming when you're around a lot of them. Do you know if there are any Cat Cafes in the area?".
"Nezu might know, my dear" Chiyo replied with a smile on her face, "He is, after all, the Principal of the school".
"His Quirk is High Spech if I remember correctly" The young girl tilted her head and placed a finger to her chin in thought, "It gives him the intellectual capacity that is high enough to surpass us humans".
"Oh?" Chiyo raised a eyebrow and her smile broadened into a grin, "So you know of his Quirk?".
"Mhm" Saya grinned once more then held out her arm, "Now about that blood..".
The stinging pain in both her arms, more so her left than her right, was a slight distraction from the buildings that Saya's eyes were glued to as the car sped down the street, but she ignored it none the less.
Nezu was staring at her, Saya could feel it, from the other side of the car with his large, black, eyes.
The air between them was thick, so thick that you could cut it with Ichigo's Zanpakuto, and it was uncomfortably stiff.
Nezu had to find a way to break it.
Chapter End.