To make up for the last chapter being so short, here is an extra long one.
"I have… a lot of missed calls." Jutsu muttered, staring down at his phone. He was still in recovery room with Todoroki and Iida, Midoriya having stepped out to make a call, the action prompting Jutsu to check his own phone.
"None of them from Kosho, thank fuck. But, why are Kaseki, Itsuka, Ashido and Tsuyu trying to contact me?" Jutsu decided to call at least one of them back, hitting a random number. He put the phone up to his ear and spoke.
"Hel-" "KAGAKU!" Jutsu held the phone away from his ear, deafened by the voice. Todoroki and Iida looked up at the noise in curiosity.
"Was that Kodai?" Todoroki asked. Jutsu nodded, cleaning out his ears.
"Hey Kaseki." Jutsu said, ready to hold the phone away from him once more. "Uh, what's up?" He asked, Todoroki snorting at the comment.
"WHAT'S UP!? WHAT'S UP!?" Kodai yelled. "HAVE YOU EVEN SEEN THE NEWS!? YOU'RE ON IT!" Jutsu froze, looking to Iida and Todoroki with a fearful expression. Iida reacted instantly, grabbing the remote and turning on the tv in the room.
"We will show it once more." A female tv presenter said, as a clip began playing.
"What was that!?" A reporter exclaimed, the camera shook violently, but came into focus, the image showing a burst of fire going skyward, then halting, before going in the opposite direction. "What hero was that!? It was fire!? Was it Endeavour!?"
The feed cut off there, and was replaced by the tv presenter and a guest who had only one horn. "So, who do you think it was?" The female asked.
"I am unsure. There are no heroes in the database with the ability to control fire like that, except Endeavour. Although the picture is blurry, we can make out the Hero Killer's appearance. So it is likely that it was Endeavour, who used his fire to defeat the Hero Killer."
Jutsu was frozen in his place, phone clutched in an iron grip. "Kagaku?" Kodai spoke, causing Jutsu to come out of his trance.
"Y-Yeah. I just saw it." Jutsu breathed out. "That wasn't me. Why'd you think it was me?" He asked awkwardly.
"I recognise your fire, Kagaku. And what do you mean 'You just saw it'? Where are you?" Kodai questioned.
"In hospital." Jutsu replied, before slapping his hand across his face and holding his phone away from his ear.
"WHAAAAT!?" Kodai yelled, Iida and Todoroki both looking at Jutsu with solemn gazes. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN HOSPITAL!? WHAT HOSPITAL?! WHERE ARE YOU!?" Jutsu began panicking, and quickly acted.
He turned his hand into a drill and began rotating it near the phone. "Sorry *ksh* Kaseki *ksh* you're *ksh* breaki-" Jutsu ended the call, looking at the phone in fear. He then turned his gaze to Iida and Todoroki.
"That didn't happen." He warned them, pointing his drill towards them. They both nodded, not wanting to anger the boy. Jutsu sighed, changing his hand back to normal and running it through his hair. That was still like an afro. "WHY WON'T THIS THING GO DOWN!?" He complained, but fell silent as a doctor entered the room.
"Tenya Iida?" He asked, looking towards the blue haired boy. The boy nodded, and the doctor sighed. "I have news about your arm…" Iida gulped, but nodded once more.
…
"Oh, hey Iida, I just heard from Uraraka-" Midoriya began speaking, the green haired boy only just entering the room.
"Midoriya." Todoroki said, cutting him off. "Iida, his… The results of his physical exam just came in." Midoriya threw a questioning glance Iida's way.
"It seems my left hand will have residual complications." Iida told his friend, the boy falling silent at his words. "Both of my arms got thrashed, but… It'd appear the damage is particularly severe in my left arm. They told me my 'brachial plexus' is impaired."
Jutsu didn't know what that was, and he assumed Iida didn't know either. "Actually, all it amounts to is it being hard to move my fingers and a little numbness. And there's even a chance it could heal through nerve grafting surgery." Iida explained.
"When I found the Hero Killer I became incapable of rational thought. I should have contacted Mr. Manuel first. I hate that bastard, but… What he said is the truth." "That heroics is not as it should be? I hate myself for saying this, but I agree."
"That's why until I can become a true hero I think I'll leave my left hand like this." Iida said, staring down at the cast. Jutsu stared down at his own hand, lacking the scars.
"Iida." Midoriya spoke, holding out his hand. "I'm… the same as you." Jutsu could see scars wrapping around the boys arm. "Let's you and me, become stronger… together." Todoroki saw Midoriya's hand, and felt guilty.
"I'm uh… I'm sorry…" Todoroki said, much to the confusion of the three students. "Now I feel like… whenever I'm involved… people's hands go bad….." Todoroki let the words hang in the air, Jutsu, Iida and Midoriya all wearing looks of shock.
The first to react properly was Jutsu, who began laughing his ass off. "What're you on about?" Jutsu said in between gasps of air.
"I guess even Todoroki can crack a joke every now and then!" Iida said, chuckling along with the others.
"No, I'm not joking. It's like there's some handcrusher-like presence in me…" The icy hot boy said, to more laughs.
"Handcrusher-like presence!?" Jutsu exclaimed, laughing so much that he fell off of his bed. "Ow." He muttered, causing the others to laugh. Jutsu sat up on his hunches, looking at Todoroki. "You want to see a handcrusher-like presence?" He asked, turning his hand into hydraulic crush claws.
He clicked them together ominously as he approached the red and white haired boy. "How about we make it a club? The People who hurt their hands seriously club." He clamped them down close to Todoroki, who backed up on his bed.
"You know, I think I'll pass on that very kind offer." Todoroki said, a bed now between Jutsu and him. Jutsu smiled, shrugging his shoulders.
"If you insist." He said, walking back to his own bed and taking out his phone. "Itsuka, Ashido, Tsuyu." He muttered, deciding to see what the reason was for the first persons call.
"Hel-" "KAGAKU!" A voice shouted from the other end of the phone, Todoroki and Iida looking at Jutsu with expressions that were equally confused and smug. Midoriya looked somewhat flustered, recognising the voice as being female.
"Is that Kendou?" Iida asked, wondering why Jutsu was talking to the Class B President.
"Yeah. Hey Itsuka. What's up?" He heard Itsuka give a large intake of breath, so he quickly remedied his statement. "Kaseki told me that I was on TV. But It wasn't-" He didn't get to finish his sentence as Itsuka continued.
"So that burst of fire was you!?" The red head exclaimed. "You're lucky Yaoyorozu recognised it was you! Otherw-" "Wait." Jutsu cut her off.
"Why were you with Yaoyorozu?" Silence was Jutsu's answer, and then a dial tone was heard. "She hung up on me!" He said, grabbing the phone and staring at it.
"Wow. Getting hung up on by a girl, that you're on first name basis with. Quite embarrassing, Kaga-kun." Todoroki commented, a smirk on his features. His comment caused Midoriya and Iida to laugh loudly. Jutsu turned to him, scowling.
"Alright that's it!" Jutsu said, turning his hand into a claw. "You're joining the club!"
And then there was much screaming and several things freezing.
…
"Ow. Ow. Ow." Jutsu muttered as he walked back to Thunder & Lightning offices. "Dammit Todoroki. Stupid freezing." Jutsu had not faired well in his mock battle with Todoroki. He entered the building, finding it deserted, except for one person.
"Angus?" Jutsu called, seeing the boy still in the air. Angus turned around in surprise, seeing Jutsu standing there, staring up at him.
"Jutsu!" He cried, falling down to the floor. "W-What happened? I heard that you were saved by Endeavour from the Hero Killer."
"How did you hear that?!" Jutsu asked. "Tsuragamae said he wouldn't mention me."
"W-Well, Statik and Thundurus were complaining about it. Why? S-Should I not have known?" The boy asked timidly.
"Well, kind of." Jutsu sighed. "I mean, a few other people recognised me from a video on the news. Which I'm kind of impressed by, considering it was just fire." He sighed, running his hands through his hair, which had thankfully died down.
"I should have helped. If I hadn't been stuck here fixing s-stupid pictures." Angus stared up at the portraits angrily. "B-But, there's also another reason I knew." Angus said, taking out his phone.
"T-These videos keep getting uploaded and deleted." He said, giving his phone to Jutsu, who took it with a cautious gaze. He checked the video, and saw some static, before an echoic voice began speaking.
"Hero Killer, Stain. Real name: Akaguro Chizome." The video then went on to explain Stain's origin, how he originally wanted to be a hero, but saw during his first year that not all heroes were like All Might.
A few cuts from different videos were shown, such as an elderly woman and an excerpt from a magazine.
However, it was near the end of the video that Jutsu realised what Angus meant. "Someone must stain himself in his blood….!" Jutsu could recall the speech clearly, having been there, and seeing himself on the screen.
He watched as they both roared, Jutsu paling at how primal he sounded, and connected with Stain. Then the video cut to black. Jutsu handed the phone back to Angus, and sat down on a seat, feeling faint. "I-You only recognised me because of the suit, right?"
"Y-Yeah. But, some of the people you saved might also recognise you." Angus commented, seeing sweat beading down Jutsu's face. "B-But! None of them know your actual face! S-So it should be fine. Right?"
"Yeah. Yeah, it should be." Jutsu sighed, hands going to his face. "Now anyone who knows that costume is mine will know it's me… Oh no. That means everyone in class will know! FUCK!" Jutsu groaned audibly. "I hope that villain is happy."
"Stain?" Angus asked, confusedly.
"No, the one I went off to fight. The robbery at Jango Street." Jutsu clarified.
"Oh, you mean Black Panther. He's actually in holding here." Angus said, gesturing a thumb behind him.
"What!?" Jutsu said, rushing to the door that Angus had gestured to. He thrust open the door, seeing a small jail cell, and the villain in question.
"Oh. So that's what you look like." He said, causing Jutsu to reach up to his face in shock, recalling that he wasn't wearing his helmet. "Wait. How old are you?"
"16." Jutsu replied, though he wasn't sure why he was answering him.
"16! I was fighting a kid!?" Black Panther exclaimed. "Who the hell sends a kid to do an adults job!?" He shouted.
"A pair of not so good heroes." Jutsu muttered. "Damn it! I hate that Stain was right." The word stirred something in the villain.
"Oh right! Stain! How'd uh, how'd that go?" He asked awkwardly.
"It went…" Jutsu remembered Tsuragamae's words. "…not well. We had to be saved by Endeavour." Jutsu felt sick saying those words.
"If I had known you were just a kid, I wouldn't have told you to go." Black Panther said, leaning against the wall of his cell.
Jutsu chuckled. "I would've gone anyway. My friends were in danger." He then remembered what Angus said. "By the way, I thought you said you don't have a villain name."
"I don't." Panther replied. "That's just what the two who put me here are calling me. I didn't want to be a villain." He told him, eyes now facing downward, and his tail swinging slowly to the side.
"Why'd you become a villain?" Jutsu asked, scraping up a chair.
"Necessity." Panther replied briefly. "My family was going through some tough times, is, going through tough times. And I don't exactly have a Quirk cut out for a hero." Panther stopped talking, hearing Jutsu snort.
"Sorry, it's just… The Quirk doesn't make the Hero." Jutsu told him. "I mean, look." He turned one of his hands into a chainsaw. "I can have chainsaws for hands. Chainsaws for hands. That's not exactly 'heroic', is it?"
"Suppose you have a point. But, not like I can become a hero now." He gestured to the bars that separated the two. "I made my mistake. I have to live with it." He sighed.
"I said it before, I'll say it again." Jutsu said, meeting Panther's amber eyes. "You're a very Heroic Villain." The sentiment was cut short by the sound of a door slamming.
"Is he back yet!?" Jutsu recognised the voice of Thundurus, more than likely questioning Angus. He didn't hear Angus' answer, but he assumed he was confirming Thundurus' question.
"I'll see you later. Hopefully." Jutsu exited the room, waving goodbye to the not-so-villainous villain. And to meet with the not-so-heroic heroes.
"There you are!" Statik exclaimed. She marched up to Jutsu and grabbed him by the collar. "Do you have any idea how much trouble we've got in because of you!? We had our teaching licenses revoked! For a year!"
Jutsu felt his patience wearing thin. "Good!" He yelled, sending Statik and Thundurus reeling back in shock. "Cause you didn't actually teach us anything! You had us do your dirty work for you! And when a real villain showed up, you tried to take credit for yourself!"
"That's enough!" Thundurus boomed. "You need to learn your place! You're a hero aren't you!? Learn some manners!" He pointed a finger at Jutsu, electricity sparking from it.
"I know manners. I know I'm a hero. What are you? Someone who just uses hero as an excuse to make money?" Jutsu felt his breath catch in his throat, speaking the creed that Stain had spoken to the world.
"Why you-! Thundurus raised a hand, but was held back by Statik.
"Leave him. It's his last day of work experience anyway." She said, pulling Thundurus away from Jutsu. "Let's start working on the taxes, of the destruction that you caused." Statik said, pointing at Jutsu.
Jutsu said nothing, watching her and Thundurus walk away. "Destruction?" Angus whispered, once the two heroes were far enough away.
"I can't tell you." Jutsu said, though that sentence itself told Angus enough. "Just…" He sighed. "Let's, get to work."
"A-Alright. Sure." Angus said, not wanting to go any further. The two separated, Jutsu going to the changing room in order to change into his suit, having walked to the offices in normal clothes. He entered the room, tossing his suitcase on a bench and opening it.
As he was putting it on, he noticed that there were two noticeable gaps in the fabric. "The hell happened here?" He muttered, wiggling his fingers through the hole.
"Oh yeah. I got stabbed." He recalled, then lowered the suit, a strange look on his face. "I really should not be able to say that as calmly as I did." Jutsu said, shaking his head and putting on his suit. He put on his mask, and exited the room.
"Have any calls come in?" Jutsu asked Angus, who was waiting by the door.
"None so far, but we s-should go out and patrol anyway. Leave them to stew." Jutsu nodded in agreement, walking over to the door.
"Our permission slips are still in date. So we can use our Quirks if we need to." Jutsu said, exiting the building. "Where should we patrol?"
"W-Well, there were some pretty big crimes in the Fett district, so there would p-probably be a good idea. Deathgoro was w-wondering where you were, actually."
"What'd you tell him?" Jutsu asked.
"That you f-flew off to Hosu. That's what B-Black Panther said." Angus told him.
Jutsu nodded, walking along side with Angus to the Fett district. As they walked, Jutsu could see people pointing at him and whispering. He could instantly tell that it was different to that time on the train.
Jutsu hunched slightly, making himself seem less noticeable and threatening. Angus noticed this, but didn't say anything. They walked on, Jutsu lowering himself more and more the further they got.
"Its times like these I'm glad I wear a mask." Jutsu muttered. Angus was about to ask him what he meant, but was cut off by his phone ringing.
"Hello?" He asked, picking it up. "Got it." He ended the call and turned to Jutsu. "There's a villain that's t-tearing up a plaza." Jutsu nodded, turning his legs into thrusters and holding his hand out to Angus.
"I hate this." He muttered, as he took Jutsu's hand and rocket upwards. "It's in that direction!" Angus shouted up at Jutsu.
The boy nodded, heading to the direction of the villain. "Should you even be fighting? A-After the whole Stain thing?" Angus asked.
"I'm able to fight." Jutsu replied, as they neared their destination. "That means I will fight. You ready for the dive bomb?" Jutsu asked, referring to a technique the two had created.
"Nope." Angus said, a smile playing on his features. Jutsu smiled, and hurled him down towards the mall. A ball of air enveloped Angus, as he neared the ground. Jutsu could see the villain, an adult male, with spikes coming out of various points on his body.
Angus hit the ground lightly, but the ball of air expanded rapidly, throwing back the villain. Jutsu landed beside him soon after. "X Machina!" A voice called. Jutsu turned to see Deathgoro waving at him. "Wondered when you'd show up."
Deathgoro joined Angus and Jutsu, standing to their side. "There was some trouble in Hosu I had to take care of." Jutsu responded, watching as the villain stood back up. Upon closer inspection, he had blonde hair sticking up in different places, looking slightly singed.
He was missing his left leg, a large wooden looking spike being used as a replacement. "Haha! Looks like I've got a few more 'Eroes to skewer." He laughed, somewhat crazily.
"Relative of yours?" Jutsu mumbled to Angus, recognising the similar accent. Angus let out a small scoff.
"Gotta get my bud in on this." He put two fingers to his lips and blew. A shrill whistle emanated from his mouth, followed by the words: "OHHHHH DOOOOOOZERRRR!" As soon as he finished shouting, there was the sound of a rumbling approaching the trio.
A large explosion erupted from a nearby wall, and was followed by a heavy set man rushing out of a hole in the wall, directly towards them. "MOVE!" Deathgoro ordered, Jutsu and Angus following the order all too happily.
The Hazard Hero smacked his fists together, and grabbed the stampeding villain by the shoulders. The villain continued running, Deathgoro skidding backwards. "You take care of the small fry!" He said, as he and Dozer crashed through another wall.
Jutsu turned back to the other villain just in time to throw Angus to the ground as the villain shot several spikes at them. "Hey! No dodgin'! That don't make it fun!" The villain complained, more spikes appearing on his body.
"What do we do?" Angus asked Jutsu, twin balls of air in his palms.
"You go high, I go low." Jutsu responded. "Break!" Jutsu turned his feet to wheels, speeding towards the villain, whereas Angus propelled himself skyward. Spikes burst from the villains body, Jutsu skidding on his knees to dodge the ones aimed at him.
Angus tossed a ball of air at the ones aimed at him, the rotating winds causing them to spin rapidly and shoot off in another direction. "Ah, come on now! You're not letting ol' Barb have 'is fun." The villain complained, back stepping as Jutsu got closer.
Jutsu turned one hand into a drill, swinging it at Barb without spinning, hoping the blunt force would be enough to do the villain in. The spikey villain dodged twice, once from Jutsu, and once from Angus, who had hurled a ball of air going 100/mph at him.
As he dodged, he spun on his good foot, whacking Jutsu with his peg leg. Jutsu let out a cry of pain, and went flying into a store window. He stood up groggily, and was unable to dodge the spike that penetrated his left shoulder.
Jutsu fell back, groaning in pain, as Angus continued fighting the villain. Jutsu grit his teeth, cuts all over from the glass, and grabbed the spike. With a cry of pain, Jutsu ripped the spike from its place. The wound was thankfully shallow, Jutsu sighing in relief, before standing to his feet, ignoring the pain in his arm from the cuts the glass had given him.
"Should've kept it as a drill." Jutsu complained, observing the shop he had landed in. It was empty, the whole mall having been evacuated once the villains made themselves known. Just as Jutsu was about to get back into the fight, he noticed something interesting hung up on the wall.
"Lucky me. I landed in a fishing shop." Jutsu thought, grabbing the interesting item off the shelf and examining it.
…
"Whoo boy!" Barb cried, sending spike after spike at Angus, who was dodging and weaving mid-air, while sending orbs of air at the villain. "I ain't had me this much fun since I left the outback!"
"W-Well how about you go back!" Angus exclaimed. "I was from there! Maybe you could go k-kick my uncles ass while you're at it!" Angus created a larger ball of air, and hurled it at Barb.
Barb was flung back by the explosion of air, but skidded to a halt, plunging his leg spike into the ground. "Nice try ya Bugger." Barb spoke to Angus in English. "But it'll take well more than that to knock me down."
"How about this?" An ominous voice called, and Barb had a split second to lean back, as a harpoon shot past him, barely skinning his nose.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL!?" The villain exclaimed, turning to see Jutsu standing before the broken shop window, aiming an empty harpoon gun at him, a chain stretching between the two. "WELL YA MISSED YA GRONK!" Barb exclaimed.
"That's what you think." Jutsu said, holding up a bloodied finger, and spinning it round. Barb turned round, just in time to see a vending machine that had been pierced by the harpoon flying towards him.
"Bollocks." Barb muttered, getting hit by the machine full force. Jutsu realised that the machine was still being reeled in, and muttered a curse of his own.
"Fuck." And with that, the vending machine and the villain crashed into Jutsu, Angus wincing at the impact.
"Uhm, Jutsu? A-Are you ok?" Angus called hesitantly, nearing the wreckage. The debris shifted, and Angus was instantly on guard. The machine was lifted, and heaved to the side.
"Fucking hell!" Jutsu swore, panting heavily. "Remind me not to do that again."
"Gladly." Barb groaned, sitting up next to him. The two blinked for a moment, before screaming and lashing out at the other. Jutsu turned his hand into a wheel, and connected it with Barbs jaw, sending him spinning in place.
"Crikey. Night then." Barb muttered, falling to the ground. Jutsu sighed in relief, changing his hands back to normal and putting them on his knees, panting slightly.
"Damn, Angus. You Aussies sure don't go down easy." Jutsu laughed, then groaned again.
"Yeah. We're a tough bunch." Angus laughed, then approached Barb. "Let's get the Quirk s-suppression stuff. And get him out of here."
Jutsu agreed instantly, hefting the villain over his back and carrying him out of the ruined shop. "Looks like Statik and Thundurus have more taxes to do." Jutsu smirked, to a small chuckle from Angus.
They saw Deathgoro immediately, sitting on an unconscious Dozer, smoking a cigarette. "Oh!" He exclaimed, tossing it away instantly. "I was worried for you kids." He noticed Jutsu's arms. "And I was right to be worried. Damn kid, what happened to your arms?"
Jutsu glanced down at his arms, seeing small, thin cuts. "Ah. Got thrown through a window." Jutsu told the pro. "Why am I able to say that casually?"
"Oh. I've got some f-first aid here." Angus muttered, reaching into his pockets as police officers came, arresting the two villains. Angus took out several small swabs and bandages. Jutsu waved him off.
"These'll heal in time." Jutsu said, gesturing to his arms. "Could you take a look at this though?" He asked, pointing to his shoulder, where a dark circle of blood could be seen.
"Holy shit!" Angus exclaimed in English, Deathgoro and Jutsu glancing at each other in surprise. "Why did you still fight when this happened?" He asked, grabbing a cloth and dabbing it and rubbing alcohol.
Jutsu let out a hiss of pain as the cloth made contact, but stopped himself from cursing. "It wasn't that deep." He muttered, as Angus pressed some cotton swabs against the wound.
"That's not the point!" Angus argued. "It could have gotten infected or something! What would you have done then?!"
Jutsu said nothing, instead opting to laugh lightly. "Hey, you spoke perfect Japanese just there." Angus froze upon hearing the comment. "No stutters or anything. Guess all it took was me being stabbed for that to happen."
Angus looked away, blushing lightly. "Just be quiet and let me heal you." He muttered, Jutsu complying as Deathgoro chuckled.
"Ah, damn. Vultures are here." He cursed. Jutsu turned to see a literal flock of reporters closing in on them.
"How about we do this back at the offices? Hm!?" Jutsu turned to Angus, voice a higher pitch. Angus nodded, knowing Jutsu's aversion to cameras and media. Jutsu turned his feet into thrusters and grabbed Angus' hand, shooting skyward.
"I'll see you two when you become proper heroes!" Deathgoro shouted goodbye, as Jutsu's take off left dust blowing in the reporter's faces and cameras.
"Bye Deathgoro!" Jutsu and Angus shouted down to the hero, before speeding off back to Thunder & Lightning Hero offices. Jutsu set Angus down, lowering himself to the ground before cutting off his thrusters.
He flipped his boots on, so that he could walk normally. "Hm. I think they made the insides softer, so my feet don't become as sensitive." Jutsu deduced, as he teetered back and forth. "Why did I not notice that the first time?"
Jutsu let the thought go, entering the building with Angus. They were greeted by the sight of Thundurus and Statik Shock, apparently having a heated argument. They cut it off once they saw the two students, holding it off for later.
"Your time is up." Statik said, Jutsu freezing at the ominous phrase. "By that I mean your work experience." Jutsu sighed in relief. "What is it with pro heroes and ominously phrasing stuff?" He wondered.
"So, do we get a cert or something from you or?" Angus asked, but withered under the glare from the female hero.
"No. You don't get a cert. You get a pat on the back and a reference." Statik told them. Jutsu decided that should he ever go job hunting, he would definitely not write this place down as a reference.
"Now, go get changed, and go home." Thundurus said, jabbing a thumb to the changing room. The two heroes left, entering the door to the main office, where Jutsu could hear muffled yelling.
Jutsu sighed, taking off his helmet and wiping sweat off his brow. "Go ahead without me." He told Angus, who looked at him in surprise. "I'm going to talk to Black Panther for a minute." He headed in the direction of the holding cell, briefly wondering why he was there and not in jail.
"X?" Black Panther questioned, sitting up from his place on his mat. "What're you doing here?"
"X Machina." Jutsu corrected. "Sorry, force of habit." He apologised. "And, saying goodbye I guess."
Panther stood up, leaning on the bars. "Your work experience over?" Jutsu nodded grimly. "Damn shame. You're a much better hero then those two wannabes." Panther said, jerking his head to the side.
"Yeah, you are too actually." He muttered, then groaned into his hand. "You know, part of me wishes you were a terrible person." He laughed awkwardly. When he saw Panther's raised eyebrow, he continued. "I've met a Heroic Villain," He said, pointing to the mutant.
"Some, not so noble heroes," He jerked his head in the same direction. "And, Stain." He sighed at the last part. Panther could sense the stress behind the young boy, and reached a hand through the bars, resting it on Jutsu's shoulder.
"Hey. You're a Hero. Don't forget that." Amber eyes met steel, as the 'villain' smiled down at him.
"Thanks, Panther." Jutsu said, resting his hand on the furry one on his shoulder. Jutsu decided something then and there. "You know what? I'm going to get you out of here." Panther's eyes widened and he brought his hand back, Jutsu gaining a confused look for a split second.
"Legally!" He clarified quickly, the black furred man breathing a sigh of relief. "Legally. But, based on what you've said, I might be able to talk to some friends I have. See if I can't at least get you a shorter sentence or something."
Panther smiled sadly at Jutsu, tears welling up in his feline eyes. "You'd do that, for a villain?" He asked.
"A Heroic Villain." Jutsu corrected. "If there weren't any bars there I'd hug you, but, I suppose my word will have to do for now." He firmly gazed at the man in the cell. "I'll get you out of there. I promise."
Jutsu turned to leave the room, but was stopped when Panther spoke. "Kuro. Kuro Fushin. That's my name."
Jutsu turned to Fushin and smiled. "Kagaku Jutsu." With that, he left the not so villain to his thought, and entered the changing room. He nodded to Angus, and got changed out his hero outfit, briefly sighing at the extra hole.
"Wonder how long it'll take for it to be fixed." Jutsu pondered, placing the suit into the case, along with his school blazer. He dressed himself in the rest of his uniform, and exited, finding Angus waiting outside, also in the Yuuei uniform.
"Told you I go to Yuuei." Angus smiled, seeing Jutsu's surprised face.
"Ah. Sorry. I just never actually saw you in it. What class are you in?" Jutsu asked, as the two headed for the door.
"1-C. Apparently a lot of transfer students end up there. Almost as if they were just inserted there by someone else." A gust of wind blew in the street, a tumble weed chasing after it.
"Weird. There shouldn't be tumbleweeds around here." Jutsu shook the thought out of his head and turned to Angus. "Well, I'll be happy to see you again, once we get back to Yuuei." He said, extending his hand.
Angus smiled, grabbing the hand and shaking it firmly. "Me too. Good luck." With that, the two separated, going opposite ways to get to different train stations. "Now I don't have to worry about Stain. About what it means to be a Hero. Maybe things are finally looking up for me." Jutsu thought with a smile, as he rolled up his sleeves and turned a corner.
Only to collide with a girl, sending her sprawling onto her rear. "OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY ARE YOU OK?!" Jutsu immediately apologised, bending down and extending an arm to the girl.
The girl looked up at Jutsu, her golden eyes twinkling with confusion, her dual blonde buns bouncing. The girl blinked once, and then smiled widely. Almost unnervingly wide, her smile showing off two clear fangs.
"That's ok!" She said happily, grabbing his hand with surprising strength, almost pulling the arm from its socket. "I don't mind!" Her happiness was slightly startling, but Jutsu ignored it.
"I'm sorry for knocking you down. I was, thinking, about something." Jutsu apologised, mind going back to his thoughts.
"That's alright! I'm always thinking too!" The blonde said, head cocking to one side as she smiled at Jutsu.
"Oh? Uh, what about?" Jutsu asked, trying to relieve the awkwardness of the fall.
"Oh, you know. Stuff. Like why all my friends seem to leave me and why no one has ever given me a key chain. Ever!" The girl giggled, the action not making Jutsu feel any more comfortable about her words.
"That ain't right." Jutsu frowned, before an idea came to mind. Jutsu glanced around quickly, checking that there was absolutely no one else on the street but him and the girl. "Technically, it's still in date." When he was assured they were alone, he quickly turned his hand into a small drill, astounding the girl, her golden eyes widening with surprise and glee.
Jutsu hit the wall next to them, knocking off a small amount of rock. He changed his hand back to normal, and bent down to pick up the rock. The blonde watched with an almost unhealthy interest, as Jutsu turned two of his fingers into drill bits.
He rotated the two drills, and began etching at the stone. "Oooh." The girl said, watching keenly. After a short moment, Jutsu had finished what he started. In his hand, was a small drill. Almost a miniature version of the one he so commonly turned his hand into.
He held it out to the girl, only now noticing her appearance. She wore an oversized cream cardigan, and what appeared to be a sailor suit underneath. The golden eyed girl took it, looking at Jutsu strangely.
"Why'd you give me this?" She asked, her voice extremely different to the happy-go-lucky tone she had before. The change did not phase Jutsu however, who simply shrugged.
"I don't know. Think of it as a symbol of our friendship." He smiled at the girl, whose golden eyes widened immensely, her mouth doing the same as it broke out into a wide smile. "Oh! I'm Jutsu, by the way. Kagaku Jutsu."
"I'm Himiko! Himiko Toga!" She said happily, stepping closer to Jutsu. "Thank you so much Kag-kun. I want to call you Kag-kun." She asked, batting her golden eyes rapidly.
"Yeah. Sure." Jutsu said, smiling still. He watched as Toga hopped in the air for joy, before stopping, her eyes going wide and her mouth making an 'o' shape.
"Oh! Kag-kun! Do you know where this place is?" She asked, taking out a crumpled piece of paper and handing it to Jutsu. The technologic boy stared at the paper, written in red ink for some reason. But, even so, he recognised the address, having passed the location a few times on patrol.
"Yeah. You go that way-ow!" Jutsu cut himself off. As he stretched his arm to point in a direction, some of his cuts from the battle with Barb reopened. "Damn… Angus was right." Jutsu cursed, watching as small amounts of blood emerged from the cuts.
"Sorry, Toga. I hurt my- Toga?" Jutsu noticed that Toga was no longer paying attention to him, instead, the golden eyed girl was staring at Jutsu's arms. "Toga? Are you ok?" He asked, waving a hand in front of her eyes, which were pinpricked.
The blonde blinked, before regaining her fanged smile. "Yep! I'm great!" She replied, eyes and smile even wider now. "So! Where was that place?" She asked, causing Jutsu to direct her once more, pointing and making gestures, his arms and blood moving with the motions.
"Did you get all that?" Jutsu asked, turning back to the blonde girl.
"Yep!" She replied, eyes sparkling with excitement. "Thanks a bunch Kag-Kun!" Toga said, standing on her tippy toes and kissing Jutsu on the lips, shocking the boy. Toga showed no indication that the action wasn't irregular, instead skipping past Jutsu and turning a corner.
Jutsu brought his hand to his mouth, feeling his lips tingling slightly. "Gold eyes. Why is it always gold eyes?" He asked no one, bringing his hand down to rest on a railing. He shivered as he got a static shock from the metal, and felt his hair poof back up into an afro.
"OH GOD DAMMIT!"
Jutsu, my son. You need to learn that you shouldn't be kind to everyone. So, long story short, Jutsu dun goofed. He befriended a lovely blonde girl, but he has no idea who she is, or what she has done. Woo boy. Also, sort of a cameo here from our favourite Australian Duo, Junkrat and Roadhog inspired the two villains.
Will Stain's creed affect him? What will happen to Black Panther? Will Jutsu ever realise that he is as oblivious as a damn whale? Find out next time on Dragon Ball Z Technologic!