Zatsu rolled towards the cafeteria with a disappointed look on his face. After getting his food, he sat at his usual table, which had its population expanded to include Ishihara.
"Hey Zatsu! How did it go with Recovery Girl?" Kishigawa asked with his usual enthusiasm.
"Turns out I won't be able to participate in the sports festival. She said my legs will only get better by the end of the month!"
"Oh man, that sucks! You will root for me, though, right? I was your first friend here!"
"We met him at the same time, dummy." Kagome replied to her brother's request.
"I'll root for all three of you equally, how about that?"
"Fine. Try not to show any favoritism just because you have a crush on weather girl over there!" Kagome said teasingly, making both of them blush. She got up carrying her plate and Ishihara ran after her, too embarrassed to say goodbye.
"Speaking of crushes… I may need your help with a little something." Kishigawa said, getting closer to Zatsu. "I wanted to ask Momo out on a date, but I have no idea what to do!"
"And why do you think I know how to ask girls out?"
"Y'know, the whole mysterious loner thing you have going on! I would be lying if I said the girls don't talk about you behind your back. "
"Well, I know as much as you do. But I'll try to help in any way I can."
"I was thinking of making Bakugou angry at you, and then I show up and defend you from the bully, saving the day! She'll be all over me, you'll see! Plus, after I got that scar on my cheek I look way more brave!" Kishigawa said, making a heroic pose.
"There's only one problem there. I'm not that suicidal. "
"Don't worry about that, I don't think Kacchan would hit someone in a wheelchair!"
"Kacchan? You really plan on getting him mad don't you?"
"That's the plan, yes." He said, confidently.
"Ok, I'm in. You're paying my hospital bills afterwards."
After lunch, Kishigawa walked over to Bakugou's locker. He looked again at the crumpled note in his hand. It read:
'Hey fuckface! I think your power sucks and that Midoriya could beat you whenever he wanted.
Zatsu Hitoshi.'
He smirked as he rolled it into the locker. 'Now we wait…' He thought to himself, though showing the note to Zatsu beforehand would probably have been better. He returned to the classroom and sat quietly in his seat, awaiting the rest of the class.
A few minutes after Zatsu had entered, Bakugou came in with a glare that would probably kill if it looked directly at anyone. "HITOSHI!" He screamed, lunging at the surprised boy with a punch already forming. Kishigawa quickly jumped in with a shield already formed in his hand and stopped the incoming explosion.
"Hm! Going after the injured kid. Low blow, Bakugou!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He screamed again. Kishigawa grabbed his arm and pulled him outside. Zatsu looked over to Momo, who looked at the door worryingly. An explosion could be seen from outside, and Bakugou walked back in followed by Kishigawa, who had his hair on fire and a face covered with ashes.
"A-are you ok Matsuda?!" Asked Momo. "I'll take you to Recovery Girl, c'mon!"
"I'll take you up on that offer." He said, before looking back towards Zatsu and winking.
-~ROTH~-
After leaving school, Zatsu decided to go to the police station, hoping he could have a word with the villain he was partially responsible for arresting. As the boy entered the building he rolled over to the counter and got the receptionist's attention.
"Erm, could I talk to Shigaraki Tomura? He's one of the guys arrested at UA a few days ago."
"What's your name?"
"Oh, er-"The conversation was interrupted by a policeman approaching him.
"Hitoshi! Didn't think I'd see you this soon. I'm officer Tsukauchi; I was at the USJ the day you were captured."
"Oh, hi! Could I talk to that villain guy, with the hands?"
"Are you sure? He seemed to have a few screws missing, if you know what I mean."
"Yes, I'd like to get some things cleared up."
"Oh, in that case I can take you there. Though I think it would be better if you don't tell anyone else about this."
"Sure…"
They passed a few hallways, before entering the last room in the corridor .In the middle of the room sat a thin man with both of his hands stuck to devices on his sides, which prevented him from moving them.
"S-Shigaraki?" Zatsu asked. What he got as an answer was a dry scream as the man in front of him looked at him in disgust.
"H-hey man, what's up? How's life in jail?" Shigaraki simply stared at the boy, with a serious expression on his face.
Again, he got no answer. "You said your Sensei would like another quirk. How does that work? Can you guys remove someone's quirk?"
"You have no idea of the size of Sensei's power."
"I don't think that answers my question…"
After that, he gave up trying to get answers and decided to go home. As he prepared to cross the street, he felt his entire body go numb as it started to seemingly move on its own. 'W-what?' He tried to say, but no words came out of his mouth.
His body was rolling the wheelchair towards the street, and he could do nothing but stare. By the time he was in the middle of the busy street, he hoped someone would notice him there. He felt a strong light on his side as he heard a loud honk from a truck, which snapped him out of his zombie-like state.
"S-SORRY!" He screamed, before hurryingly leaving the street. 'What the hell was that? Maybe I was wrong about not being suicidal...'
