At the end of the day only two Pro Heroes and two students remained the only casualties after the USJ event. The remaining students were rounded up outside the USJ and eventually taken back to the classroom. All of them were worried for their teachers and classmates, as well as recovering from the shock of encountering villains.

Eraserhead had received comminuted fractures in both arms and a facial fracture. Luckily, there had been no brain damage detected by the doctors. However the only serious damage inflicted was the fact that his orbital floor had been broken into pieces, leaving the possibility of his eyes suffering after effects.

Thirteen had been treated after arriving in the hospital, the laceration from the back to upper arm was bad, but the danger had passed.

All Might's injuries were treatable, as Recovery Girl had been more than enough to treat him, the same was said for Midoriya, as both had been taken to the nurse's office.

Shiori had been taken to the hospital as a precaution, with a mild concussion and a few open cuts on her head and throat, Recovery Girl's Quirk would've been enough. But, the police and the school had agreed with one another that the hospital would be best. They also needed to make sure that her body cleansed itself from the black liquid that was secreted from her, due to the villain's Quirk.

"Bakugou!" Kirishima ripped the boy away from his thoughts. "He said to go back to the classroom!"

"I know, bastard!"

The mood around the two boys was solemn, as they walked back to the awaiting bus. The events of the day flashing like a video on replay.

"Say Bakugou…" The red haired boy began timidly. "What do you think happened to her when we left."

Bakugou sighed, he'd been shaken up when the girl was screaming bloody murder, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't curious as to what happened to her.

"I don't fucking know shitty hair."

"I just can't help but feel guilty. We left her on her own... maybe if we went with her, then that wouldn't of happened to her." Kirishima voiced his guilt, once more he felt as if he failed in helping his friend. Bakugou turned back to glance at the boy.

"She told you to fucking trust her and you fucking did, there's nothing you can fucking do to change what happened. Besides Troublesome would probably be glad it was her instead of it being one of us. That damn attitude of hers gets her into trouble every damn time."

Just like that Kirishima felt lighter, a burden on his shoulder lifted, but some still there.


"It's been a day since I have been released from the hospital and now they want me to go back?" Shiori crossed her arms as she stared at her grandfather.

Shinji sighed, as he addressed his granddaughter, "They just want to make sure that you won't have any after effects, of the quirk Shi-chan."

"I'm fine! I don't need them to probe at me again, I'm perfectly in control of myself."

"At least do it for your grandmother, she's been out of her mind ever since we were notified about the events that happened to your school." Shinji sat down, he ran his hand through his face, massaging his temples. Shiori's eyes softened as she noticed the emotion distress she put him through.

"Okay, I'll go." Her voice was softer this time, guilt laced in her words.

The elder looked at the young girl, a small appreciative smile in his face appeared as he held up his arms towards her, Shiori didn't hesitate to wrap hers around him. Silent tears fell from both their faces.

"I hate hospitals so much." Her voice was muffled by her grandfathers shirt. As the latter ran his hands through her hair.

"I know."

They both sat in comfortable silence, until Shiori asked the question that had been invading her mind.

"Did you know?" Her voice was clipped, as she put distance between herself and her grandfather, eyes begging him to tell him the truth.

The man released a heavy sigh, "Yes."

"I'm sorry." Her voice hiccuped as she retreated her arms to her lap.

"Why are you apologizing for." He scowled, the wrinkles in his skin made him look older than what he really was.

"For not being your real granddaughter…" She gave a bitter laugh. "I used to think why I never got anything similar to Papa, my hair wasn't his shade of black, my quirk wasn't water based, and now after yesterday's events it all makes sense." She grabbed a strand of her hair twirling it, looking at it in dismay. "It's because I look so much like him instead- and I hate it so much."

She gasped for air, as her words trembled against the new onset of tears, " I look just like the person who killed your son, how-how did you put up with me all this time?!"

She looked at him, eyes burning red behind the tears her hair covering most of her face now as she stared hard at the wooden floor beneath her, "Why haven't you sent me away already!?"

The room was quiet, the sound of the birds before were now silenced, as the trees rustled against the wind's currents. The sunset's light streamed through the windows, highlighting the tears as they fell, and giving warmth to the troubled girl. Shinji was at a loss for words, his heart filled with pain, as he realized that this was troubling his only granddaughter. And he despised himself for not knowing how to deal with her insecurities.

Shiori raised her head once more, another explosion of words at the tip of her tongue, but they never escaped. The slap was as loud as a clap and stung her face. It had been an open-handed smack and it had left a red welt behind.

Shiori stared at the person in shock, in front of her stood her grandmother, her graying roots contrasted heavily on her dark hair, she looked significantly older in her unkempt appearance and Shiori felt her heart break as she saw the sadness and betrayal in her adoring grandmother.

Her voice was strained as she looked at her granddaughter, "Don't you ever say that again."

"Umi…" Shinji reached for his wife, still shocked at the uncharacteristic action. " Calm down, let the poor girl release her burdens, we're her grandparents, the most she needs right now is support from us, more than ever."

"Don't you think I know that! But how can I, when my granddaughter thinks so poorly of own self worth, that she is willing to accept us casting her away!" Her sobs increased as each word was spoken. Shiori stared blankly at the floor, her hand holding her cheek, reprimanding herself in her mind for making her grandmother cry.

"I'm sorry." Her words were a mere whisper. Shinji and Umi, stopped their slight bickering, both glanced at each other. Umi sat herself in front of the girl, her hand going to the sore spot from her action, using her thumb to wipe the tears in her eyes.

Her honey silken voice, invoked Shiori to look at her, "You don't ever have to apologize for that. The moment Yukari and Keisuke welcomed you to their world, we welcomed you to ours because we love you. It doesn't matter if you aren't my son's biological daughter, because it doesn't make me love you any less if you had been." Umi's other hand came to cup the girl's face, "Don't ever for a moment think that we'll cast you away."

"Obaachan…" Shiori shook her head from her grandmother's hands and enveloped her in her arms, grateful to have guardians who loved her unconditionally. Both females sobbed together finding solace within one another. Umi stared lovingly at her granddaughter as she stroked her hair. Her eyes met Shinji's who looked grateful, he stood up letting a small grunt as his knee joints popped. Walking towards the middle of the room he joined his small family, he situated himself behind them engulfing them with a hug of his own. He pressed a kissed on top of Shiori's head, invoking a small sigh of contempt from the girl.

He faced the end of the room, a small shrine of Keisuke and Yukari faced the trio. The wind blew the petals from the the sakura trees into the room some laying on the pictures of them.

"I'll take better care of her.'

"So… do I still have to go to the hospital?" Shiori's meek voice echoed in the room, once they parted.

Umi and Shinji both let out a small laugh,making Shiori's heart soar. "Yes young lady, but if you go without a fuss, I promise to make you Katsudon for dinner"

Shiori turned to her grandma and nodded vigorously, "I'll go."

"Good, let's get going then, don't want to get stuck in traffic." Shinji beckoned towards Shiori.


Shiori hated hospitals. They had a weird smell, it was always cold, it was filled with sadness and happiness, she didn't know where her visit belonged in that spectrum. Happy-because the doctors gave her the clear, or sad that she was even in this position to begin with.

Her grandfather had left her in the entrance in order to take her grandmother to the market, after she insisted she was able to go on her own.

After more blood tests and another cleanse Shiori was good to go and was left to her own devices in the small hospital room where she waited for her release and overall results.

The door slid open earning her attention, only instead of the doctor she was expecting she was met with Midnight,the Principal, and surprisingly All Might. Immediately Shiori stood from the bed, and bowed towards them, confused at their appearance she waited until one of them began their reason for their arrival.

Nezu began as he waved his paw dismissing her bow, "It's alright Sakurai-san, we were just visiting Eraserhead and Thirteen. We came as soon as we could when we heard you were here as well."

He then bowed towards her and action that caught her completely off guard, following him All Might and Midnight also bowed towards her. Shiori waved her hands, completely abashed.

"I apologize in behalf of U.A and our inability to protect you, our students, we as a faculty and heroes will do our utmost best from now on to take greater defense measures in order to keep you all safe."

Shiori gazed at the three heroes, and softly smiled at them, giving them another bow , "Thank you, I must also apologize for my inadequate decision during the fight against the villains, I put myself in danger and therefore I apologize for any inconvenience I may had made." She turned towards All Might, "I apologize for being in the way, you prioritized my safe being while fighting off the villains and because of that most of the major threats got away."

"Young Sakurai, you are not to blame, anyone of Class A-1 could have been in your position, there is no need to apologize." All Might put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, prompting Shiori to look up at the Hero, and noticing that for once he wasn't smiling.

"There is another matter we must discuss, young Sakurai, does the name Takahashi Shoyo sound familiar to you?"

"Takahashi...Shoyo…" Shiori tried out the words, no bells ringing in her head, she shook her head.

"Then what about the name Miraggio?" The fright in her eyes answered his question.

"Yes." Her voice barely a whisper.

Nezu decided to take charge of the situation. "It came to our attention that there are familial ties between the two of you."

"He...He is my biological father or so I was told."

There was a silent pause in the room, Shiori felt as if she was suffocating the mere fact that the teachers knew who she was related to, created the thoughts of who else knew. Did her classmates know? Did the media know? Will they accept her for the corrupted bloodline she never knew she had till now? The sounds of the machines and muffled outsides voices, slowly transitioned to the visions she'd been experiencing. Blood, was everywhere on the floor, on bodies, and on her hands. There had been a moment as well in her vision where she enjoyed it. The sensation of her weapons materializing and actually coming to it's true forms, the way they performed their duties and there was no synthesized wounds. Only real pain caused by real weapons-and she hated that.

"I see." The silence was interrupted by Nezu, his voice was weary but cheerful at the same time by nature.

A thought occurred in her mind, " You're not here to expel me right…"

Nezu nodded his head to assure her it was not the case, " Of course not, who your parents are or what quirk you have does not matter, as long as one has the will to save others they can become heroes. Then that is good enough for U.A." A small weight was lifted from her chest after hearing that.

Midnight stepped forward, "What you went through was more emotional trauma than physical.." She walked towards the only window in the room, that oversaw the city, she took a small glimpse before turning her attention towards the female."Sakurai do you remember anything after being released from Kurumi's quirk?"

"No, I just felt like I was burning from the inside out...that's it." Shiori decided to keep her visions to herself until they stopped invading her head.

Midnight nodded at her answer, "As a condition to allowing you back to classes by your doctor, it is imperative for you to attend a few sessions, to oversee your well being and other after effects that come with mind control, usually it wouldn't be as serious, but the way you reacted afterwards was enough cause for us to worry." Shiori tilted her head not really understanding. "Sessions?" The woman nodded. "One on one sessions, all of this can be hard to digest in a little days time. You'll be having them every other day, I'll be the one to conduct your progress."

"What about the rest of the class? Will they be having the same sessions?" She questioned, not really liking the idea of voicing her thoughts.

"Right after the attack on USJ. It is protocol after all, all of your classmates received one on one sessions before they were sent home. Yours is just a bit prolonged." Nezu explained.

The white haired teen glanced at her hand, clenching into a fist, "Honestly, I'm a little scared. It's not the mind control that's affected me at a huge scale. Thats a lie and you know it. But, it terrified me at how easily he influenced my thinking in such a short amount of time." She glanced at the three adults in the room, a glint of determination in her eyes. "The name Miraggio was unknown to me till USJ, so I'm confident that I'll be able to establish myself, without people drawing out conclusions." She aimed her fist towards All Might, a declaration. "I want to be a hero, so I'll do my best to reach the top."

"And do your best you will." All Might puffed his chest out, his smile returned. "This is just the beginning for you."

Shiori smiled at that, and like a switch her mouth set in a line and her eyes pleading. "I have one request." She waited for the nods of the adults before continuing her request. "My parentage stays between us, I can't allow for anyone else to know especially my classmates. I'm guessing the U.A teachers should be aware, but other than that I ask for it to remain behind doors." She then bowed, in order to show how serious she was. "Please."

All Might smiled slightly in understanding. "Until you are ready, we will respect your wishes." Nezu and Midnight \also nodded their heads in agreement.

Nezu climbed All Mights form, emitting a slight smile of amusement from the white haired girl, "Given the circumstances there will be an extended day after the weekend. I suggest for you to rest and recover. These days don't come by often so I'd advise to prepare yourself. The doctor should be coming back soon, so we'll take our leave."

"Thank you for your concern." Shiori expressed her gratitude.

She watched as Midnight and Nezu exited the room, and the turned to look towards All Might, curiosity etched in her eyes, questioning why he hadn't left yet.

"I'm saying this because I feel like you need to hear it. The power you have is yours alone, in no way do you represent Miraggio. Young Shiori it's up to you to make use of your own power, no blood ties should hold you down and no what ifs should cloud your mind. The wielder of the power is what determines good from evil." He walked over to her, as he laid his hand on her head ruffling it a bit. "You forget, you are related to two of the most admirable heroes as well, don't let one small altercation, change everything you know about yourself."

He was right. "Don't be afraid."

Small tears trailed down her face. Don't be afraid.

She was terrified.

The small squeak of the door and the thud it made as it closed retracted her from her thoughts. And she was all alone in the room once more- the silence was deafening.

That night she made sure to keep herself occupied, it didn't take much effort, after she had eaten with her grandparents and had take a longer bath, she found herself laying on her bed staring blankly at the ceiling fan as it slowly turned creating a small hum against the muffled sound of the barking of her neighbor's dog.

It wasn't long till the small peace was broken, as a slam jolted her up from her bed resulting in her falling to the floor. She stared at the perpetrator with a soft glare as she stood up.

"Does it hurt you to knock sometimes Mei-chan?" Shiori sat back down in her bed, awaiting the onslaught of questions from her childhood friend.

" I wouldn't have to, if you let me install that code programming into your room." Was Mei's reply as she made herself comfortable in Shiori's bed.

"Do you really think Ojiisan would let us do that, after we ruined the third toaster to create an automated sandwich maker?" She replied flatly.

"It's all about trial and error Shio-chan." Mei clicked her tongue. "Speaking of trials, what happened yesterday, I came to visit you to check up on you and Obaachan looked as pale as a ghost, saying you were in the hospital. Your class is the hot topic at school right now." Mei turned a towards her a concerned look in her face.

"Nothing serious happened, just some low grade villains that thought they could defeat All Might, and brought us into their crossfire." Shiori sighed, snatching the small pack of pocky Mei held out towards her.

"Why were you at the hospital then" Mei asked between bites of her own chocolate stash. Shiori shrugged as she proceeded to throw herself in her bed stretching her arms out playful swatting Mei, her voice became low as she explained to her friend about what had happened.

Mei shook her head her mouth slight apart as she intently listened "I-I don't know what to say. It must've been hard, it hasn't even been a full month since we've started attending U.A, and all this crazy stuff has happened already." She turned toward Shiori her lips set into a small line. "I guess the real question I should be asking is are you okay?"

Shiori just gazed at the small All Might poster at the end of her room, "I'm fine, honestly it could have been way worse."

"Liar." Mei's tone caught her of guard. "You really need to stop your habit of resolving everything by yourself. What did you tell me back in middle school?"

Shiori groaned, "Don't make me say it we were barely first years in middle school." A glance at Mei's demanding glare Shiori gave in. "I'll become the best in the world, because I have you and your babies to back me up, with your support there is no way I will fall." The last words came muffled as she buried her head into the pillow embarrassed of her middle school self.

"That's right, once we both graduate and you become a Pro, I'll be in charge of making you look good with my babies, this is a lifetime partnership. We're in this together."

"Who else can put up with your peculiar attitude and your over the top babies?" Shiori mentioned letting a soft laugh escape as Mei whacked her with a pillow.

The two friends remained sprawled on the bed as their laughter died into a comfortable fan's chain clinked from the movement, both hypnotized by the rotating hands.

"Say, Shiori…" Mei began as she moved to her side facing her friend. At her name Shiori turned to face her pink haired friend. "What is it?"

"Just...when you feel like your ready, you can talk to me anytime-you know that right. I know I wasn't there and I know there is more to your story than you let on, but I won't push you to tell me. I just want you to know that I will always be here to give you support."

The white haired girl smiled at her friend, Mei had always struggled when it came to expressing her own self, her boastful attitude made it hard for others to approach her. Which is why she would always be engrossed in a new invention, instead of playing with other kids. Surprisingly Mei had been the first to approach her in elementary school, citing Shiori's quirk as the perfect quirk for creating prototypes and since then both would come up with different uses for it. In fact Mei had been responsible for most of the weapons that Shiori had in her inventory.

"Thank you Mei." Shiori latched onto her friend, silent tears streaming from her face, her upper body heaved in silence as Mei wordlessly comforted her friend her hand slowly stroking her hair, and low hums enveloped the room as both girls soon fell asleep.


Over the course of the days in which the students were given off, the news about the attack on U.A invaded the media. Many spoke against U.A's capability in ensuring their students safety, talk shows, articles and conversations were all the same.

As classes resumed it seemed only logical that the event was also to be discussed by the students themselves.

Shiori gripped her backpack with her being filled with anxiety as she walked next to Mei towards the school. The visions she had coming had yet to cease, they came at random moments and she feared having one in class. She felt a burden, the school made extra precautions for her despite her arguments that she was better. She also dreaded coming face to face with her classmates, most importantly Kirishima and Bakugou. She had no doubt that Kirishima blamed himself for her situation his, and Bakugou she didn't know what to think, perhaps she cared more about his reaction, or perhaps she was scared that he would berate her and her capabilities as a hero.

Her steps became smaller and smaller till she came to a complete stop.

I can't do this.

Mei shoved her hand against Shiori's back giving her a small push, a small encouraging smile graced her face, "Don't worry, besides if you need anything Midnight-sensei did say to go find her." A frown etched onto Shiori's face, "I don't need help."

"Of course you don't" Mei taunted playfully before turning her back taking her leave,"Well I gotta get to class, if you want come find me at lunch you know where I'll be."

"As if, I'd like to eat my meals in peace instead of being in a room where your creativity is allowed to soar." Shiori teased.

She stood there waiting for her friend to disappear into the crowd, before she made her way to her class. She tried to zone out the noise in the hallway, as she watched students rushed to their classrooms, some taking their time and conversing with fellow classmates. Her own mind soon became more deafening than the outside.

How was she to act? Was Aizawa-sensei going to teach? No. She shook her head, "Those injuries take a while to recover." She muttered.

As she began to reach her destination she was able to vaguely make out the conversations some of her classmates were having. All of them rowdy and talkative, a smile graced her face at the fact that they were being rather normal. They are safe.

Minetas loud whining was all she heard before an all too familiar voice graced her ears.

"SHUT UP! Be quiet, scum!" Bakugo's throaty threat caused her to let out a small giggle, oh how she wished to see Mineta's face afterwards.

The conversation then shifted to All Might, and his display of power, before Iida's authoritative voice cut them off.

"Everyone! Morning homeroom is about to begin! Stop talking and take your seats!" Ironically he was the only one not in his seat.

Kaminari addressed him a slightly amused, "We're already in our seats. You're the only one who's not." Iida reluctantly sat down, degrading himself as Uraraka assured him with a small 'Don't mind"

There was a small pause in the classroom, Shiori took it as her cue to enter as she went to grab the door handle.

"Do...Do you think Sakurai-san will come today?" Hagakure's soft voice echoed in the classroom, prompting her to pause halfway towards the door knob.

Ojiro gave her a soft look meanwhile everyone looked towards the empty seat in between Kirishima and Kaminari. "I don't think she'll come."

Jirou twirled her pencil as she made a sour face, "You remember how she screamed? Something really bad must've happened for her to react that way, she was taken to the hospital as well, I doubt it."

"She screamed bloody murder, at first I thought that Bakugou must've blasted her off, but then even he looked put off." Sero pointed a thumb towards the blonde, igniting a small growl from the latter.

Midoriya was lost in his thoughts as the rest of the class talked among each other in soft voices,his thoughts swirled with many probabilities, a mind control quirk transmitted via virus was what he grasped shortly in the situation, the black liquid he proposed had been the 'virus', maybe the retraction of it was what sent her into pain? He wasn't quite sure, but he knew one thing that Sakurai was a person with a strong passion to become a hero.

Surprisingly it was Uraraka that spoke up, "Sakurai-chan is a really strong person, she was able to take out the warp gate guy for a good while, she took up leadership while we were trying to help thirteen... she'll definitely come, I just know it."

With her bubbly speech, the mood in the class lightened a little more. Mina rocked her chair back and forth a few times stopping in front of Tsyu before she leaned her head back, the action caused her to almost fall, before being supported by Tsyu.

"Tsuyu-chan who do you think is gonna be out homeroom teacher today?"

The green haired girl put on a thoughtful look with her index finger on her cheek. " Aizawa-sensei is supposed to be at the hospital recovering..."

Still at the door Shiori was pulled away from the conversation by a small grunt behind her. Startled she let out a small yelp before looking behind her. To her surprise and concern Aizawa-sensei stood in all his bandaged glory.

"Sensei...what are you doing here?!" She shrieked slightly concerned for his well being. "You should be at the hospital recovering."

"My well being doesn't matter, more importantly you've been standing there for a long time, I heard what happened, I guess my question to you should be the same." His monotone voice held a small trace of concern.

"I'm doing better I suppose, I have my second session with Midnight later today, and frankly it's helping out a little bit when I talk about it."

Aizawa gave her the tiniest of nods due to the constriction of the bandages on his head, " Take a moment to recollect yourself." He told her before going into the classroom no doubt earning the same reaction he gave him from the rest of the students.

"Ok be normal, just be the same Shiori you were before, and everything will be normal." She muttered under her breath.

With a deep breath Shiori gripped her backpack, and put the smallest of smiles on her face, betraying the feelings of anxiety she felt inside, as soon as she stepped into the classroom, she was met with small gasps and Mina yelling her name.

"Sakurai-san! Your doing better!"

"We were thinking you weren't going to come."

" I'm so glad your doing much better than before."

Shiori maintained the smile on her face, feeling overwhelmed with the salutations. "Thank you for your concern." She said as she made her way to her desk shooting a wider smile to her two companions, feeling a little more lighter as they both shot her a thumbs up.

As soon as she had sat down, Aizawa surveyed the rest of the classroom, those who made eye contact flinched under the pressure of his scrutiny. "My well being doesn't matter. More importantly, the fight is not over."

"The fight…" Bakugou drawled out looking a bit more interested in the prospect of beating up more villains.

"Don't tell me more villains!" Mineta's high pitch voice resonated in the room, his face pale.

Even behind bandages Aizawa still looked threatening, as he lowered his head in a serious manner. Everyone stood at the edge of their seats eager for what was to come from their instructor.

"The U.A sports festival is drawing near."

Kirishima slammed his fists on the desk with a delighted grin startling Shiori who jumped at the noise.

"That's a super normal school event!" The class rejoiced in unity.

Kirishima grasped her shoulder swaying her back and forth his excitement radiating off him like the sun, his excitement was contagious as Shiori joined in with her hands in the air after a few seconds of hesitation. Their small celebration cut short as she was almost smacked in the head by Kaminari's hand as he reached towards Kirishima in a attempt to calm him down.

"Wait a minute you two." He then turned towards Jirou who held a concerned look. Her eyebrows furrowed as she questioned their teacher.

"Is it really alright to have a sports festival right after the villain attack?"

"What if they attack us again?" Ojiro added.

"Apparently, they think of it as U.A showing that our crisis management system is solid as a rock by holding this event." Aizawa began. "Security will also be strengthened to five times of previous years." He then lifted his head lightly. "Above all, our sport festival is a hug chance. It's not an event to be cancelled because of a few villains."

"But that's a good reason, isn't it?" Mineta protested. "It's just a sports festival."

Midoriya looked behind him with surprise lacing his voice, "Mineta, you've never seen the U.A sports festival?"

"Of course I have! That's not what I meant."

"Who hasn't heard of it?" Shiori drew some attention as she began twirling a strand of hair. "The U.A sports festival is basically the Olympics now, it's the most watched and visited event in Japan. Most importantly top heroes will be looking at us while we demonstrate our power and skills." A small frown appeared on her face at a certain prospect, as she put her shaking hands under her desk. "But, now I guess you can see it as a way to show those villains as well that we are not afraid."

Stop shaking. Be strong. Smile.

Yaoyorozu looked at Mineta supplying him more information on the matter, "Of course, all the top heroes around the country will be watching." She stood up straighter. "For scouting purposes."

Aizawa took his opportunity to finish, "Of course, joining a famous hero agency will get you more experience and popularity. Time is limited. If you expect to go pro, then the path to your future will open up at this event."

The students all look more tensed with eyes filled with determination. " One chance a year- a total of three chances. No aspiring heroes can afford to miss this event." His eyes once again surveyed his classroom, calculating and steady. "If you understand that, then don't slack off on your preparations."

"Yes sir!"

With a conclusion Aizawa nodded, "Homeroom is dismissed."


As soon as their last class before lunch finished chatter erupted in the room.

She supposed she was to meet Midnight soon after all the heroine only told her they'll be having their second session today but didn't elaborate a time. Shiori gave small sigh as she went to pick up her lunch, maybe after visiting Midnight she might stop to go look for Mei to trade her bread for Mei's rice balls.

Before she had the time to get up Kirishima was instantly on her side, a smile gracing his feature but his eyes apologetic. "Listen about the USJ thing, I'm sor-"

Shiori popped a piece of her bread in his mouth to stop him from apologizing as she pointedly looked at him with a gently yet stern look. 'Don't apologize for something you didn't do. I was the one who told you and blasty over there to go on ahead, it was my problem to deal with, if anything I'm the who should apologize for overestimating myself." She could still see the small dilemma present inside him.

"Besides the past is the past and I'm doing okay see."As if to show him she smiled as widely as she could to placate him. She then waved her hand dismissing his worry. "Aren't you excited, you finally get to show your manliness to the whole country."

He knew she had been trying to change the subject and he didn't want to impose when the event was still too fresh in their minds, so he went along with her. "It's going to be awesome, I can't wait honestly." With a pat on his shoulder Shiori went to get up and made her way to the door. As she passed her classmates some offered her small pleasantries, showing their relief for her well being and how she would definitely stand out with her holographic weapons. In to which she replied with humble responses.

"Oh Shi-chan!" Mina waved towards her as she and Tsyu-chan stood together their lunches in hands.

"What is it Mina-chan?" She questioned before her attention was warded away by a peculiar sight in which Iida was expressing his giddiness for the event. Before he addressed Midoriya.

"Don't you feel the same way?"

"Of course I do, but something's..." The meek boy looked upwards looking struggling to find the right word.

"Deku-kun, Iida-kun." Both boys turned their attention both looking aghast at the fearsome sight of Uraraka. "Let's do our best at the sports festival!"

Shiori looked taken aback as she leaned a bit more to see the usually cheerful girl. "Uraraka-san are you okay?"

At the same time Midoriya shakily questioned her as well. "Uraraka, what happened to your face?" Ochako's eyebrows twitched as she had a threatening aura surrounding her as she envisioned the sport's festival.

Ashido also forced her way next to Shiori popping her head up. " You don't look so carfree at all, even though that's what your name means"

Uraraka who was in her own world paid no mind as stomped onto the ground and lifted her fist towards the air. "Everyone- I'm going to do my best!"

Those in the vicinity hastily agreed not knowing what to do with the change of character.

Noticing that time was slipping Shiori began for the the door and slipped away from the classroom, as she heard Uraraka's declaration towards the group in the back of the classroom. Kirishima paused slightly noticing a small frown on her face. Of course your not okay.

Midoriya turned back, after the Uraraka ordeal meaning to talk to Shiori. A small sigh of disappointment escaped his lips as he saw she was no longer there. Iida noticed and questioned the green boy.

"I didn't get the chance to ask her how she was." Was all he said as Mina barged in also looking slumped. "Me and Tsyu-chan were gonna ask her during lunch but she slipped away. Azui rested her index finger on her cheek. "She looks normal to say at least, but it doesn't hurt to ask."

"When she said that the festival was a way to show the villains that we weren't afraid, I got a little concerned, but then it sounded really cool." Hagakure bounced towards them.

"Right?" Mina pointed at her.

I don't know if anyone else saw but her hands shaking as she said it, most importantly it was as if she was comforting herself, but her eyes they seemed colder than before. A smaller feeling nagged him, but once more he found more respect for the white haired girl, despite the fact that she was still afraid, she decided to step up and ease the worries of her classmates.


Shiori walked mindlessly towards the teachers lounge as she ate carefully from her bento , occasionally slurping from the carton of tea she purchased. As she rounded the corner a voice called out to her prompting her to stop.

"If it isn't the Student Rep." Her eyes left her bento as she looked at the boy in front of her. As soon as he had her attention they boy gave her a small wave. "Yo."

"I was only class rep in the third year of middle school-" She closed her bento before looking up again. "Awase-san."

Said boy crossed his arms behind his head as he walked alongside of her. "Once a class rep always a class rep, Sakurai-san" She shrugged, " I guess."

The boy looked at her, " I see you're still the same old reserved, studious class rep. Still reprimanding kids about their sluggish heroic ways? "If you aim to be a hero I'm afraid the only heroic thing you'll ever do is have the guts to apply to U.A" He mimicked her in a low monotone voice, offending the girl.

"I do not sound like that, I only said it once and that's because he was getting on my last nerves and you know it" She scowled at him before turning a corner."Why are you following me anyways? Don't you have some fights to get into, you know with you and your foul mouth." This time it was his turn to groan.

"Once...I called the teacher that once and next thing I'm labeled as a delinquent." To which she shrugged an amused smile in her face. "It's the bandanna." She stated as she maneuvered her way through some students on their way to the cafeteria, the dark haired boy following her.

"The bandana gives me character, with the Sports festival near I need more character in order to stand out."

A pair of older students ran across the hallway bumping into them carelessly. She felt Awase struggling to keep his balance, as she turned to tug him back into place. He shot her a small thanks before looking back at the two two seniors who were already across the hallway.

"Besides I came here to scout." She gave him a confused look. "Everyone is talking about your class you know. How A-1 went through fighting villains and how All Might came to the rescue at the last few moments." He elaborated.

"Must've been scary I suppose."

"I guess it was."

"Any worthy Class A-1 students to know about." In an instant the image of Bakugou and Todoroki filled her mind the first lingered a little longer in mind.

"I guess you'll find out when it comes to it." She taunted as she took her final turn, and the teacher's lounge came into sight.

"Class rep you really are no help, what happened to your devotion towards your fellow classmates." Awase gave her a stumped look.

"Well first of all, I am no longer a class rep." She lifted two fingers, as she swapped her bento into her other hand. "Two, surprises are more fun that way, and three I believe you still owe me a set of Mrs. Sayuri's mochi set." And with that she opened the room to the teacher's lounge, closing it on her former classmate's face.

Shiori glanced around the room, taking her time to survey it, as it was her first time visiting the room, had it not been for the heroes that roamed the area in their costumes Shiori would have assumed it to be just like any other lounges from her previous schools. As soon as she spotted the person she had come for she took long strides to approach her.

"Midnight?" Shiori called out in order to get her attention as she reached her desk. The R-rated hero turned her attention towards her white-haired student, the book in her hands now forgotten.

"Oh Sakurai-san, what can I help you with?" Midnight patted the seat next to her, gesturing for the teen to take a seat, to which she obliged.

"About the session today...what time did you say?"

A confused look took over the hero's face before she snapped her fingers as she remembered, "About that today's session is moved to tomorrow. I figured it might be best to not strain you too much on the first day back from the attack. I feel like tomorrow there will be lots to cover up on and talk about." Her last statement made her skeptical, but Shiori nodded nonetheless.

"Oh okay, then tomorrow I guess I'll come back, sorry for interrupting you." Shiori bowed, as Midnight waved her hand dismissing her. "Don't mind, Don't mind."

"Then I'll take my leave."


"One of these days your going to blow up the school, it's still surprising how Power Loader lets you do as you wish inhere." Shiori gazed unimpressed at the room which was currently covered in smoke, her hand resting on the edge of the door.

"I could say the same about you Shiori." Mei raised her goggles the evidence of the small explosion on her face by the imprint. Covering a smile Shiori tossed a towel towards the inventors face. "Get cleaned up I want to trade my bread for your mochi."

"Yes sir."

Both girls cleaned the area and made their way outside towards the outside cafeteria. The cool spring breeze felt good against the skin and the sound of the birds and students fused together to create a small symphony that created a relaxed environment. Without a word as soon as they both opened their bentos Mei slipped Shiori her mochis as Shiori pushed her bread towards the pink haired girl, who raised her eyebrow at the missing piece in the bread, to which the white girl shrugged as she plopped the mochi in her mouth.

"How was class this morning."

"It wasn't entirely bad, they kept on asking if I was alright, for the most part it feels kinda...normal…?"

"Liar." Shiori turned towards her friend at the sudden accusation. "I'm not lying Mei."

Mei's eyes darted toward Shiori's hand as she pointed her chopsticks towards it. "Then why are your hands shaking, I know it's not because its cold." Before Shiori could respond Mei cut her off. "Listen Shi-chan, you don't have to hide how you feel-not with me at least. I see how you look over your shoulder, when the USJ event is brought up you begin to slightly shake. No one expects you to be one hundred percent, you're still recovering from it, you should at least let your classmates know instead of trying to fool them because in the end your only fooling yourself."

"I know that." Shiori's response came out harsher than she intended. " I don't want to be scared anymore. I just don't want them to see me as a weak person, I want them to see me as...as-someone who is strong and unafraid, someone who smiles no matter what the situation is."

"Like All Might?" Mei questioned softly.

"Yeah like All Might...cause he always wins." Shiori replied softly. Mei sighed as she rested her hand on top of girls shoulders tenderly rubbing them. Both girls remained in silence till the bell dismissing lunch rang throughout the school.

"Are you sure its All Might and not your parents?" Shiori looked up in surprise at Mei. "They both also smiled and were brave and they were unafraid of what lied ahead." Mei gave her one last squeeze before she stood up to gather their things.

"I should go support class is farther than you hero course kids." She placed a small sheet of paper on the table. "Here I thought it was past due for another one." She ruffled her hair softly before she took her leave.

Picking up the sheet of paper Shiori made for her way towards her class her mood a bit more sour.


He finished drinking his juice, crushing the carton before dunking it into the trash. His red eyes focused on the white haired girl as she disappeared into the building, burning holes onto her back. With a agitated sigh he pushed himself from the wall and towards the table where she sat, sending a glare to it as he made his way back.


As soon as she made her way back the class had grasped her foul mood and respectfully left her alone.

Classes went on as usual, with hero class cancelled for the day and substituted with study hall.

Students like Yaoyorozu and Iida took advantaged and had begun on homework while majority of the class either did some sort of studying or slept.

Shiori had begun on her mathematics before getting bored. With a sigh she closed her book, revealing the sheet of paper Mei had given her. She reached for the paper hesitantly opening it to reveal a blueprint for a weapon, a war fan to be more precise. The weapon was made of small swords with the handle being a slightly larger swords, they were tied together at the center, and as they fanned out the form of a fan would eventually take place. And when put together a large sword was to be formed. On the corner a small demonstration was shown in Mei's horrible art skills.

She stared at it till her vision came somewhat distorted and she blinked again to regain her focus, but her mind was reeled into the vision that has been haunting her for three days straight. It was always the same, blood everywhere, her classmates motionless on the floor, as she attacked ferociously, the feeling of satisfaction spread over her body. The burning sensation became present again and she was unsure on how to stop the pain. Before the scene could play out any farther she was brought back by a worried Kirishima and Kaminari.

"You okay Shiori?"

Shiori nodded, her throat dry as she looked at the two boys in question as to why they had been shaking her rather frivolously.

Kaminari scratched his head, "The bell rang a few seconds ago…" He looked at Kirishima for help in wording out her appearance without hitting a sore spot.

"You looked out of it." He then pointed to the paper. "You've been staring at it for almost all of study hall...were you thinking of anything in particular." The question was there she knew what he meant to say 'were you thinking of the villains again?'

"I'm fine." She snapped, earning her a few concern stares from the class. She shook her head as she sat down again to calm down."I'm sorry...I'm just tired is all."

Midoriya slightly smiled, "It's okay Sakurai-san, we all are." A few other students nodded in understanding.

As everyone gathered their belongings to leave some had begun their way towards the door. Uraraka had been the first one to reach for the handle as soon as the door opened, a huge crowd appeared to be waiting outside.

"What is going on!" She exclaimed as she gripped her handles.

The crowd murmured among themselves as they all surveyed the room.

Mineta ran forward , "We can't get out! What did you come here for anyway?" His attempt to be threatening failing terribly as many paid him no mind.

Bakugou walked forward unwavered by the masses of students as he collectively walked towards the door. "Their scouting the enemy, small fry." Mineta pointed accusingly at him for the name, Midoriya smiling apologetically towards him. "We're the ones who made it out of the villain's attack. They probably want to check us out before the sports festival."

Shiori remained in her desk intrigued by the boy as he calmly spoke. "There's no point in doing stuff like that, get out of my damn way,extras." Shiori raised an eyebrow as Iida animatedly denounced Bakugou for calling others extras and Midoriya looked rather horrified.

" I came to see what the famous Class A was like."A voice in the crowd gathered their attention, tousled purple hair made its way to the front. "But you seem pretty arrogant. Are all the students in the hero course like this?" To this most of the class shook their heads in denial.

"What's up with this guy?" Kaminari whispered not getting a response. "Seeing this makes me disillusioned,did you know quite a few people who enrolled in general studies or other courses because they didn't make it in the hero course?"

"The school had given us a chance to still reach that goal, by giving us the sports festival, depending on the results they'll consider a transfer, but the same way goes for you guys too." The class A students tensed at the prospect pf being pushed put the heroics course.

"To cut it short I came with a declaration of war." A declaration of war, the sports festival will be my declaration of war.

The tension between the two boys was cut as a new person emerged from the crowd, "Hey, you I'm from class B next door! I heard you fought against villains so I came to hear about it! Don't get so full of yourself!"

Shiori stood up, "Is it me or does he remind anyone else of a more outrageous form of Kirishima?" Kirishima looked offended while Kaminari snickered.

Bakugou stood aloof to the situation, seemingly unaffected by the outspoken student, as he stepped forward to exit the class. Kirishima rushed forward, baffled by his actions. "Wait a minute you can't leave just like that, after all the mess you just made, its your fault people are hating on us!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you rise to the top." The red eyed boy stated his eyes never leaving wavering in front of the students in his way. Since when was Bakugou this composed and calm, Shiori once more found a new side to the boy on the train.

Shiori's eyes rested on his back, as her eyes made contact with his. A small frown tugged at his face before he was out of sight. Her eyes darted towards Kirishima, Tokoyami and Sataou.

"Oh man that exit was so manly and simple." Kirishima pronounced as he shed tears in respect for Bakugou.

"You said it."

"The top? There is truth in those words."

Kaminari on the other hand was baffled by his teammates reactions.

Shiori glanced at the clock the whole confrontation had lasted thirty minutes. She started for the door, as the rest of the class waited for the crowd to disperse, but it wasn't happening anytime soon.

"Oi Sakurai-san" Kirishima looked at her in an attempt to stop her.

Don't let them know the fear inside of you...

"I'm going home." She looked over her shoulder and then to the crowd. "You all got what you came here for, unless you expected us to showcase our quirks then I'm sorry to disappoint. We didn't come out of the USJ attacked for glory or attention, we came out of it to survive, you all seem to see us as arrogant or overconfident, because of it." Her gaze followed every student stopping at the lavender haired boy. "We didn't ask to be attacked by those villains, we didn't fight for pleasure we fought to survive, we didn't ask for any of it. All of class A-1 won their positions fairly if you can't seem to deal with that then work harder instead of wasting your time here." Her eyes glared into the crowd and her voice deeper with conviction. "Those who don't work their way to the top, the title of being called a hero is too extravagant for them."

The sports festival will become my declaration of war-

With that she made her way out of the crowd, and into the hallway. Her eyes caught Bakugou walking out of the school grounds, as she headed for the other way.

-To survive.

What did she do to survive in the USJ?

Nothing.

Shiori clenched her fists once more, before she looked over at the small figure till it disappeared.

She'll survive this time, she'll do her best to rise to the top, and she'll survive the visions no matter how real it gets. She survived once, she could do it again.


A week has passed since classes resumed normally, students had been preparing themselves for the sports festival, most of the hero class was dedicated to individual training for the event. But today was different the class was once more in the spot were everything went downhill.

Ever since her confrontation with the crowd that had assembled outside of class A-1 Shiori had been distant for the next few days. Her sessions with Midnight had little to no progress most of the time she kept quiet or the same phrases were repeated. Her visions still progressed, some getting a bit more graphic to her liking. Why they weren't going away was frustrating her since she'd been free from Kurumi's quirk and her body was thoroughly cleansed.

Her mind drifted towards her latest session with Midnight.


She had been frustrated at being asked the same questions, tired from the anxious and concerned looks her classmates give her. She thought it would have been best to have kept her mouth shut during the confrontation that day, she gave more into her feelings than she liked and as a result they tiptoed on the subject of the USJ.

Her brown eyes gazed unfocused on the small fountain behind Midnight's seat.

"Look me being mind controlled and attacking my classmates might have started things going south, and ending up in confronting those students which I'm sure what I said might have caused reasons for worrying. But during the attack I was basically coma girl and missed out on most of the action and don't remember most of it to begin with. So no trauma, no need for all of this."

Midnight rested her chin on her hand, observing the girl. "You're too tough to need help."

Shiori crossed her arms. "Maybe."

"Or maybe your afraid to admit you need help." Midnight leaned forwards her elbows on her knees as she crossed her arms. "There no need to feel ashamed of asking for help, there is no weakness in opening up to your friends, I can't count the times where Mei or Kirishima and other of your classmates have come to express their worries to me and Aizawa."

"I know that."

"But, you still keeping secrets from them and your pushing them away more and more each day. I know your experiencing something but, I can't help you unless you open up."

Shiori stood up straight, "You can't tell them anything you can't!"

"I won't I promised, but you should."

"You can start by telling those closer to you. Perhaps Mei she seems like she would understand, or you can start by saying that Hydrox was not your biological father. Sometimes admitting the truth can lighten a burden you feel is yours to hold and even stops you from reaching your potential in going further because it is stopping you."

Shiori leaned back as she scoffed, "That man is no father of mine."

"Maybe you're classmates will understand you better."

"Yeah right, you know what Bakugou would do with that?" The statement came out brash and unintended, Shiori noticed her mistake horrified of what Midnight would say.

Instead there was a small pause in the room, the waterfall from the fountain the only noise in the room as Shiori looked anywhere but, her teacher.

"So the person that worries you most is Katsuki Bakugou."

In an attempt to save her mistake she grumbled her poor excuse. "You know how violent he is, he'll probably try to kill me on the spot."

"Then how about bettering the friendship of you and your classmates."


Shiori glanced out of the corner of her eye towards the boy, ever since the day back she had not spoken a word to him and after the session she'd been even more reluctant to, at least she had been working on her friendship with the classmates she was close too before and everything had at least gone back to normal.

If you could count the visions, and looking over your shoulder every so often normal than yeah your peachy.

Thirteen's voice retracted her from her mind, " Let's start with the training rescue!."

"Shiori-san." Her attention drifted towards Yaoyorozu.

"What is it."

"I don't mean to pry but, since this is quite soon, I was just wondering if you feel comfortable in being back." Shiori smiled at the attempt. "I'm doing better, honestly I feel like this might give me some form of closure, I don't know how but..."

"I understand." The taller girl gave an understanding smile, to which she had return.

The class stood on a cliff overlooking the edge towards the bottom. "There'll be three students at the bottom." Thirteen began to explain. "One will be unconscious, another injured from the leg and the last two will be very worried."

Kirishima and Kaminari approached the edge to examine the drop both astounded by the height.

"What height!"

"How are we supposed to get down there!"

Shiori approached them playfully shoving both of them, causing them to yelp.

"Don't get to close to the edge don't want you guys to fall or anything." She teased. As she backed away back towards the group of awaiting for more instructions. As thirteen surveyed the group of students he pointed towards those who would be the injured.

"You, you, you and will be the injured, please make your way down and await for your rescuers." As soon as Uraraka, Iida and Midoriya made their way down, Aizawa addressed the rest of the classroom as he chose to pick the rescuers.

"Four will rescue them." He pointed towards Yaoyorozu,Tokoyami, Todoroki and Bakugou and then towards a journey and rope. " You are able to use these while you aid them."

"Why do I have to save Deku!?"Bakugou seemed more than upset by the fact that he had to safe Midoriya.

In fact he seemed even more peeved at the fact that he was also in the same group as Todoroki, as the latter began to give instructions.

'Let's begin." The half and half boy walked towards the edge. "Who is going down?"

"That bastard doesn't listen. I'll teach him a lesson." Bakugou smirked as explosions were emitted from his hand.

"Just blow the mountain up and that is it."

The rest of the class seemed unimpressed by his idea. "He doesn't think. He acts by instinct." Tsuyu said.

"Midoriya and the rest are in trouble." Kaminari spoke while picking his nose. Shiori looked towards him seemingly disgusted by it as she smacked his hand away from his nose, and moved closer Kirishima.

"Kaminari that is gross." She said before she looked back towards the rescue group. Todoroki remained stoic as he disregarded Bakugou and addressed Yaoyorozu and the rest giving them instructions. She could see Bakugou grow impatient as he shook before reaching for Todoroki. "Bastard! Stop deciding on your own!"

Shiori nudge Kirishima, "Does this mean he is all about teamwork?" The boy shrugged. "Who knows."

Their attention was brought back to the group as Yaoyorozu called both boys out. Before heading towards the edge. "Please keep calm! We will go to you right away!" She turned to the two boys. "The first thing to do is to reassure the victims." Bakugou flinched a little. "There are occasions in which you cannot save people who are desperate and panicking. If you don't do it properly then what kind of training class is this?!" On the other side Todoroki's eyes widened.

"Impressive she's really good!" Kirishima praised.

"Yes very good." Shiori didn't need to see to know Mineta was being his perverse self, as she and Jirou shoved him and stood in front of him, to protect Yaoyorozu.

"You really are scum." Jirou looked at him menacing. While Shiori looked at Yaoyorozu, "Yaomomo really is great."

"Yaomomo?" Kirishima gazed at her questioningly at her to which she shrugged, "Her name is too long and it sounds cute."

The class watched as the rescue group began their rescue attempt. As they successfully saved Uraraka they began to set up for the next one.

"Rescuing people without using your quirk is quite a taxing job, that's how modern heroes shine!"

"But hes the only one pulling." Sero pointed out, sending a jab towards the explosive boy.

"Shut up, bastard!" The blonde boy growled before going back to his task.

"He judged he could not use his Quirk, that's the right thing. Acting in a normal way. There's lots of professionals who are incapable of doing it. They always think of themselves and when they encounter a challenge they set it aside." He addressed the students before gazing back at Bakugou. "When you manage to understand and remember, you pass. I'm sure he will become a beautiful hero."

"Nah he'll never be beautiful." Sero shook his head.

Shiori looked from Sero to Bakugou, as he pulled the rope up. "A beautiful hero..." She muttered.

"So the person you're most worried about is Katsuki Bakugou?"

A sudden heat hit her face, as she recalled her last session with Midnight, she slowly slapped her face in an attempt to cool down, her action only garnered a weird look from Jirou.


Shiori would have given anything to be the unconscious victim at this moment. She glanced to her left where an unconscious Todoroki laid, and to her right a fuming Bakugou sat crouched against the wall trembling over the fact that he had to be rescued by Midoriya.

At any given time he looked ready to blast his way through the wall and rescue himself if it weren't for Aizawa's eagle stare at him. Shiori sighed as she pulled her knees closer to her.

"What are you looking at Troublesome!" Bakugou barked as he caught her looking for the tenth time they've been in there.

"Seeing as your over there trembling in fear, I thought I'd give you some words of encouragement and let you know that our saviors are here." Her words came naturally than she expected, this time also getting frustrated by his grumbling.

"What did you say Troublesome!?"

"You heard me."

"Listen here Troublesome I will personally come over there and blast that grin off your face!"

"First of all, I'm pretty sure you can't move as you have a broken leg, and second of all I'm not grinning so get your eyes checked, Hothead."

"What did you call me!?" Shiori heard the sounds of small explosives from behind. She turned back giving him a stoic face. "Oh are we not calling each other by code-names? Weird and here I thought we were."

"Listen you freak." She tutted at him her finger giving him the no gesture as he attempted to stand up. "Ah, you can't move unless you want to injure yourself more." She turned on her left towards the realistically unconscious Todoroki, " Isn't that right IcyHot?" No response.

Distracted by the bickering she was unable to notice the presence of Midoriya, who looked like he was about to faint.

"E-excuse me."

"What?" Both bickering teens turned their attention towards the timid boy.

"Oh Midoriya your rescuing us?" He nodded.

"Why do I have to be save by fucking Deku?!"

Shiori turned towards the green haired boy apologetically. "I'm sorry about him the pain is making him hallucinate and say things."

"Who is going crazy you-"

"Please help us, my friend is unconscious and he hasn't woken up." She gestured to the still Todoroki.

"I'll begin with him first then, please wait patiently and we'll have you out in no time."

"Thank you."

"Hurry the fuck up then and stop talking!"

As Midoriya hauled Todoroki up to safety, Shiori and Bakugou were left in each others company.

After getting reprimanded both students sulked in opposite corners, Shiori had created a small dagger and carved on the floor and the walls in order to pass the time, where as Bakugou was sulking tossing a rock up and down.

He scoffed as he looked up where Midoriya had disappeared with Todoroki. "Why are they taking their fucking sweet as time?"

"Give them a minute it takes time." She grumbled, finishing her small sketch.

"I don't want to give them a fucking minute if they don't come then I'll rescue myself you can stay here and succumb to your wound-"

A small pebble made its way to his forehead. A nefarious smirk etched on his face, as he slowly staggered up.

"Okay were ready for the next-"

"Please save me!"

"Now that's the spirit Sakurai-san!"


"The five people that will seek are you!" Thirteen pointed towards the five students standing by one another.

Uraraka, Mineta, Midoriya, Bakugou, and Hagakure.

Shiori crossed her arms as she huffed, so far she had been the one being saved and no doing much saving.

"Why does he always get to save people." She pouted, as she crossed her arms, besides her Yaoyorozu gave her a small smile of pity.

"Are you jealous that I seem to be better than you Troublesome, after all it seems like you always need some sort of saving." He looked at her smug.

Kirishima stepped forward his arms raised trying to calm both students down, "Now, now I'm sure there is no need to fight."

"Your right there is no need after." She turned to leave as she looked back at him, "I mean what is there to be jealous of? The art to sweat profusely in order to activate my quirk?" Her tone was provoking.

Crackling from his hands rang through the air as he stepped forward "Why you-"

"I don't think she meant any harm." Kirishima had his arms out in an attempt to calm the boy down before he did anything rash.

"Shut up, shitty hair."

Yaoyorozu and Jirou looked at the satisfied smile on her face. "Was that necessary?" Yaoyorozu glanced at her meanwhile she Jirou's mouth curled into a smirk.

"Yes."

"It's been a while since you both gone at it, I kinda missed it, seeing him so riled up is funny watch." Jirou crossed her arms looking content as she observes the heated glares being sent.

"Don't encourage this behavior." Momo glanced at her but soon gave up as she saw that there was no way to get through both girls.

"You do realize he will come after you?" Kaminari pointed out.

"Then I'll just have to hide more efficiently than he does seeking."

'I guess that works as well."


It had been a few minutes since the training had started. Shiori had walked around looking for an adequate spot to hid. Her hand skimmed through the broken windows to the rubble in the floor. She spotted a building it didn't stand out much and time was running up. She maneuvered her way inside climbing to the top floor, before laying down on the floor. Her small jacket fell from her shoulders as her gun holsters made a soft clink as the came in contact with the floor.

She felt a small draft come from the doorway, as she closed her eyes for a moment relishing the quiet. Maybe she could go through the whole session without being found. Instead she felt herself once more in a scene all too familiar; blood, on her hands, her weapons, her friends. She felt her arm being pinched as she came back towards her reality. A method she had been using and surprisingly working. In order for her to come out of it she saw that pain brought her senses back.

She felt claustrophobic, being in the USJ in general, made her feel very much anxious. As if at any moment a door would appear and she'd be lead down a winter wonderland once more.

"Damn it."

Footsteps echoed through the hallway alerting her of another presence, Shiori propped herself up. Instead of going through the hollow doorway and the wall behind it crumbled by an explosion.

"He found me. I'm so dead."

"Finally found you Troublesome." His mouth was turned in to a menacing smile, that sent shivers down her spine."

Yup, definitely dead. Play it cool.

"Well what are you going to do now? It wouldn't be very heroic if you threw me out the window now would it." Shiori laid back down.

"Shut up, and stop trying to be an annoying know-it-all and get up."

"I can't I'm injured, if you don't recall."

Bakugou scoffed as he let out an agitated growl. "What do you want me to do about it Troublesome?!"

"How the hell am I supposed to know? Your the hero in this situation." She shrugged as she looked at him, mirroring his frustration.

It took him a few seconds to think of something, the end results were all in the same. With an exasperated sigh and a pained look he began to make his way towards the girl.

"What are you going to-"

Shiori was propped from the floor before she was tossed over his shoulder.

"W-what are you doing!" She smacked his shoulder, instantly retracting her hand as she made contact with the metal.

"The fuck does it look like I'm doing rescuing your pathetic ass."

"This is humiliating can you just drag me instead?" She asked hopefully.

"And get my ass handed to me by Aizawa no fucking thanks, Troublesome this is payback from earlier." She could see the satisfied smirk from the corner of her eyes.

"-Besides I don't fucking like this either. He grumbled as he carelessly walked over the rubble and into the doorway.

"Can't you be a little bit gentle at least?" She propped her elbow on his shoulder as her face was about to be smacked by a protruding piece of metal.

"Fuck no."

"Fuck you."

Afterwards silence followed them, Shiori was out of commentary and Bakugou looked like he was seconds away from somersaulting her.

"-So the person you're most worried about is Katsuki Bakugou?"

Heat rushed to her face, as she felt her heart beat faster. It was funny really, she been so adamant that she needed to put space between them. Why she wasn't so sure of it herself. And yet all it took was spending time in a dark pit and a petty spat, for it to all crumble over like a wall. She'd suppose that wall had been made of sand,though. She didn't really want space from him, she just didn't know what else she could do. It had all just been too much for her she supposed.

"Say Bakugou I'm really sorry." She began.

The boy's nostrils flared, red eyes darkening like a storm. "What are you fucking apologizing for idiot?" He could see what she was telling him.

The girl opened her mouth before, the building trembled before a loud boom echoed the air, small specks of dirt fell from the ceiling as they felt the vibrate of power surge through the air.

Shiori jerked as Bakugou stiffened his hold on her coming loose, their gazes switched to the nearby window to see what was going on.

"W-what was that-" That cloud of dust and debris began to clear, as they both saw a crater in the middle of the city, the air was knocked out of her lungs as she heard the screams and shouts of her classmates below.

"A villain?" The boy growled, as anger pulsed through his body.

Another tremble was sent their way this time a bit more powerful, as the boy lost balance sending the girl towards the ground. This time small part of the ceiling chip away and hurled towards the ground.

She held out her arm her scythe appearing just in time as a rock fell from where she stood, smashing it to pieces as Bakugou did the same.

"We need to get out of here!"

"Don't tell me what to fucking do!"

"Are you being serious right now the building could collapse at the next hit!" She shouted in disbelief as they both made their way towards the exit. Her eyes were solely focused on the exit way, paying no mind to anything else before she was yanked by her hood.

"Wha-"

"Are you fucking stupid or are you just blind?!" The boy seethed with a glare as he pointed to the hole in the floor, inciting a seven floor drop. Her heart beat faster as her eyes snapped towards the boy with realization etching her face.

"How are we supposed to get down now?"

"We jump."

She looked at him as if he'd grown three heads, "Your not serious are you?"

"You want me to blast you over there." She nodded furiously.

"Then we jump."

Before she could protest again he had disappeared from the windowsill. A scream tore through her lips as she rushed towards the windowsill her palms planted on the ledge as she attempted to look for the mad boy.

"He is insane." She muttered. She looked around the building there had to be some other way to get down rather than falling to her death.

And like a pile of bricks she finally registered the situation. There was a villain in the USJ.

Her blood ran cold at the thought. What if the same situation happened like last time, with the teachers still recovering they wouldn't last much longer than before.

She could feel they way Kurumi's arms snaked around her body before she was forced to fight her friends, and the sadistic smile Miraggio wore as he saw her fall victim to his plans.

She was terrified once more, but she wasn't going to let it stop her. She couldn't stay scared forever. She would worry about the emotional toll later on but right now she had to help her friends.

With her new resolution in mind, she ran over the windowsill letting herself free fall.


Hey so this is fairly long. Probably to make up for all the time I have not updated. I've been working full time this summer and I'm tired to do anything afterwards. Anyway I hope you all enjoy this. I can't wait for the rest of this arc to finish and to begin on writing for the sports festival. I have so much planned.