Lil Fucker Fuko:

Dummies Everywhere!

Groaning at the sound of white noise I opened my eyes slowly. I glared at the humming ceiling light as it continued to hum and make its existence known. I sat up in the hospital bed, ignoring the pain in my casted arms and acknowledged the presence on my right.

"How long was I out?"

"About three hours" Katsuki answers.

"And sensei? The others?"

"Aizawa and Thirteen are going to be fine. Everyone else except you and Deku was unharmed."

I let out a sigh of relief at what he just said, "I'm glad."

The tension in the room was dry. Katsuki was waiting for me to say something, whatever was on my mind. I decided to give him what he wants and broke the silence. "I was stupid…" I start, my voice cracking as I feel a lump form in my throat. I swallowed hard and continued, "They were leaving but my stupid emotions wanted them to pay." My eyes began to water, blurring my vision, and the lump in my throat became bigger. "I put everyone in danger… Asui was almost killed because of me…" As I say that last sentence, a choked sob escaped my lips and the tears flowed freely.

Katsuki got up from his seat and moved to sit beside me, pulling me to his chest and wrapping his arms around me. "Don't cry dammit. You look weird when you cry remember? You look better when you smile."

I sniffed, "I'm sorry… I just feel like a failure, you know?" I respond, my voice quivering.

"You're not a failure Fuko. Nobody could've gone up with that creature except for All Might. And even then, All Might barely managed to win. The important thing is that you did something right?" He says with a comforting voice.

I snort, "Yeah, something stupid"

"Dammit, I'm trying to cheer you up you fucker," he says with irritation. After a sigh, he continues, "Look, what you did may have been reckless, but you defended our honor. You cared. Instead of sitting back and doing nothing, you intervene. You were being a hero."

My eyes widened at his words. My face suddenly felt hot and my stomach and chest felt ten times lighter. I bury my face further into his chest, enjoying the comfort his cologne brought to me.

"I never expected you to be quite the charmer, Kiki"

I could hear Katsuki's heart beat faster as he tries to stammer out a reply, "I-I… Um, w-well… Y-You… Uh…"

"Thanks," I say simply. I focus on the hum of his chest as it moved up and down with his steady breathing. I found the sound much more soothing than the ceiling light. It was like a quiet lullaby of comfort. I let out a sigh of content and closed my eyes, letting his breathing lull me back to sleep.

Katsuki looked down at the girl and realized that she fell asleep. He sighed and laid on the hospital bed, letting Fumiko rest on his chest. He reached up to stroke her soft blue hair and stared up at the ceiling.

He lets out a rare, genuine smile and closed his eyes, letting himself fall asleep as well.

School was canceled for a couple of days after the incident. During that time I was in casts until school started up again and Recovery Girl healed me. My arms mostly had clean-cut bone breakage, which made the healing process easy to take care of and not drain too much of my energy.

Aizawa-sensei was not so lucky and had to remain in casts and bandages, making him look like a mummy.

"Aizawa-sensei, shouldn't you be in the hospital, recovering?" Asui asks with concern.

"Yeah, you took some serious injuries. You should be taking it easy sensei," Uraraka also comments with concern.

"My well being is not of importance," Sensei retaliates dully. "The past few days has been stressful for many, but your battle is not over…"

'Oh no! Is it more villains?!' I think to myself, slightly panicking.

"The Yuuei's Sports Festival is upon us," he finishes.

Everyone cheered out loud, making a ruckus. I breathed a sigh of relief that it was just a school event.

Aizawa's eyes glowed red and everyone immediately shut up and sat back in their seats.

His eyes returned to normal and he continued to speak, "This Sport's Festival will be a big factor in your futures. I advise that you all take this seriously."

Asui raised her hand and spoke, "But is having the Sports Festival such a great idea after just having the incident at the USJ?"

"It is precisely the reason for withholding the event. The school board wants to show our strength and make sure outsiders know we weren't weakened. Even so, we still can't just not have the festival. This is one of the most important events that replaced the Olympics. Everyone all around the world will be watching"

I nodded with determination. This event will be a good chance for pro heroes to see what I am capable of. I'll need to train extra hard if I want them to notice me.

When lunch time came around, I told the Bakusquad to start lunch without me. I really enjoy that name. It was funny how Katsuki always manage to attract friends when he makes a show of disliking it.

I head on over to the teachers office area and seek out Aizawa-sensei. He was sitting at a desk, staring at a computer screen. I walked right up to him, earning his attention and he turned to me in acknowledgement.

"Shouldn't you be eating lunch?" he asks.

"I've got plenty of time. I wanted to ask you for some advice," I respond.

"Very well. Let me hear it."

I smiled in thanks and spoke, "I want some advice on how to utilize my quirk more efficiently without passing out too soon."

"That's a good question to ask. If you want more efficiency you need to lower the amount of wind you use."

This surprised me. Lower amount of wind? Like, smaller attacks? How will that take down bad guys?

As if reading my mind he says, "Small attacks can be more useful than bigger ones if you know how to use it. Your fighting style focuses on strategic maneuvering, stealth, and flexibility. Using big scale attacks just doesn't collaborate with how you fight. If you ask me, I'd say you picked up the 'bigger-the-better' logic from Bakugou"

I frown with realization. He's right, Katsuki was the one who helped me train my quirk when we were little and he always favored big flashy attacks. I always followed his lead when it came to combat because he was naturally good at it.

"Using small attacks would allow you to use less of your oxygen levels and increase your skill level in silent combat. Think of your quirk as a needle, not a sword. It's a lot more difficult to learn but once you master it, you'll become very lethal."

I nod my head after I thought about what he just said. "I think I understand what you're saying. Thanks, sensei, you were a big help!" I bowed in thanks and left to go eat lunch.

'I have a lot of work to do…'

I took Aizawa-sensei's words to heart and asked to use the target dummies to train after school. The school had thousands of training dummies with targets on all of the vital spots of a body.

I decided to work with one at a time.

I stared at the training dummy standing upright at the other end of the gym I was in. I lift my hand out towards the dummy and took a deep breath.

"Okay, small, and precise." I say to myself.

I shot out a blast of wind, trying to make it as small as possible. It reached the target and the target flew off the ground and slammed into the wall. I groaned in frustration and went to set it back in its place.

If I was to focus on small, precise attacks, I needed to wound the dummy without moving it. That was my goal for now. After that, I would work on my aim and try to hit the targets on the dummy.

I move back to my spot on the other side of the gym and tried again.

I tried again and again but I ended up with the same results.

I sat down on the floor and cried out in frustration. "This is harder than I thought!"

With a frustrated grunt, I got up off the ground and back to my feet. I decided to move closer to the dummy and just practice like that so I wouldn't have to walk back and forth so much. I stood about four meters (about twelve feet) away from the dummy and raised my hand.

I shot at it and instead of it flying back, the shoulder of the dummy was blasted. I blinked and look at what just happened. I smiled and fist pumped the air. I moved towards the dummy to inspect the damage and saw how the cut wasn't clean. It looked like it exploded.

"I need to sharpen my wind…" I say to myself and I move back to my spot.

I did the same thing again and again, this time getting more and more progress.

I spent two weeks, during heroics class and after school hours, training my quirk. I got better at reserving my oxygen and using smaller attacks. By the fourth day, I was already getting what I want from the opposite side of the gym like how I first started out. My aim was improving but it was still a work in progress. I came up with several different attacks and named them accordingly.

The first attack I came up with was called Air Bullet. I just hold out my palm and shoot small bullets of air.

The second attack I named, Wind Blades. My Wind Blade attack allows me to send sharp blades of air when I make a slicing motion with my hands.

I also came up with a move that would allow me to hover in the air and I called it, Hoverboard. I just create a platform with my wind and use it to guide me around, much faster than running and walking. The only problem is that I can only hover about two feet above the ground.

And lastly, my Wind Dagger. This was the trickiest move to learn, as I had to create a literal dagger out of wind. The wind would surround my hands and sharpen. In order to actually shape it like a dagger with a point, I have to extend my fingers and keep them pushed together. I thought it would be useful to have this move because all of my other moves were long distance attacks. I figured it would be wise to have a close range attack in hand just in case I get caught up in a close ranged battle.

It wasn't long before the two weeks was up and the Yuuei's Sports Festival was upon us.

I just hope I put all that training to use.

Hey guys! I just wanted to let you all know that I fixed up the last ten chapters. I was reading through it all and I found so many mistakes. I was so embarrassed, but it's looking better now.

I wanted to give a special shout out to Bre CC, and Guest: RandomBookworm, for their wonderful comments. Thank you so much for reading my fanfic and for the wonderful words you said about it. It really warms my heart to know you enjoy it!