"Riri!" Sero Yasu exclaims brightly when Nariko walks into the hospital room. Nariko smiles and rushes over, giving xem a big hug on xyr bed. The 12 year old grins and hugs xyr cousin.
"Yazzie, I've missed my little menace in training," Nariko breaks the hug with a mischievous smile, "and I overheard about your legendary pranks."
Xe giggles and nods xyr head, relishing in the praise. "They still don't know it's me."
"Fantastic!" Nariko mellows out a bit, sitting back on the hospital bed.
"How are you?" The yellow haired teenager asks softly, making Yasu avert xyr gaze. Xe shrugs and messes with xyr blanket.
"I'm fine," Yasu says quietly. Nariko gives Yasu a small look before sighing.
"Okay." Nariko glances at the clock in the room. "I don't have much time. The Sports Festival is next week, so I need to train. But, I'll visit when I can."
"I'll cheer for you!" Yasu exclaims brightly.
Nariko laughs and ruffles xyr hair. "What about Han? He's gonna be in the Sports Festival too!"
"I know what he's capable of. You're a wildcard, which makes everything more entertaining," Xe says with an eye roll. Nariko smiles brightly, straightening up at the compliment.
"Well, I try my best to be one," She proudly says. Nariko hears her phone ring and frowns.
"I'll see you when I can–" Nariko leans forward "–and if you need anything smuggled, just tell your brother. I'll get it to you when I visit."
Yasu giggles while lightly shoving the yellow haired teenager. "Okay, okay! Now go. You'll be late to whatever you need to do."
"Oh alright. See you, Yasu." Nariko laughs and waves goodbye before walking out of the hospital room.
Her smile disappears and she takes out her phone. She sees an unknown number had texted her back.
One new message: XXX-XXX-XXXX
"Birds chattering a lot about stones at the park. Don't get the Taco Bell."
"Fuck," Nariko curses under her breath. She looks around the hallway before walking right. She starts typing in a number.
"Who is this? How did you get this number?" Nezu's voice speaks through the speaker.
Nariko activates her Quirk to make her voice indecipherable through the speaker. "Villains have planted bombs at the UA Stadium."
The yellow haired teenager quickly hides in a blind spot underneath one of the hospital security cameras, right above the public bathrooms. She opens up her satchel and takes out the long scarf her mother made her.
"I'm sorry?"
"Villains have planted bombs at the UA Stadium or will be before the UA Sports Festival. They plan to detonate them during the First Year Events," Nariko repeats, wrapping the scarf around her neck and over her head.
"How do you know this information?" Nezu asks after a moment of silence. He started tracking her cell.
"Someone worried about the USJ incident contracted me to make sure another attack wouldn't happen." Nariko walks out of the blind spot and towards the back exit of the hospital. "There's rumors of someone working from the inside. Don't tell anyone except those you trust with your life."
"...who are you? Who contracted you?" Nezu asks curiously, making Nariko frown. At least her Quirk was doing its job.
"Don't disregard my advice." She ends the call before walking out of the hospital. She fries her phone and tosses it behind a dumpster before shoving her hands inside her cardigan pockets.
Nariko practically falls onto her old bed, ignoring her dirty shoes still on her feet. She groans loudly into her pillow and stays there for a few more moments.
"Fuck my life..." Nariko sighs heavily and rolls off of her bed. She lands on the ground with a grunt and stands up. Her muscles scream at the exertion as she drags herself towards her bathroom.
Her phone dings, making her groan. She ignores it by walking into the bathroom. She needs to wash today's shit show of training away. It was hell. Almost as hellish as the December of Death.
"Oh my fucking God!" Nariko shouts loudly when her phone starts ringing. Whoever's calling her is going to get shanked. She just wants a fucking shower!
Nariko walks back into her room and grabs her phone, not caring that she was barely dressed. "Whoever's calling me, you better have a fucking good reason for interrupting my me time or so help me I will find you in an hour and shank you!"
"What the fuck? Dumbass Pikachu, it's me," Katsuki's voice surprises the yellow haired teenager. Nariko feels her face start to burn.
"Oh, sorry Bitchy Pomeranian. I had a hard training session today." She laughs sheepishly, walking back into her bathroom.
"Did I fucking ask?" Katsuki sighs heavily. "Can you–can you let me in? I look like a fucking weirdo, standing in front of your door."
Nariko completely forgot putting on something decent in favor of racing towards the front door. She almost rips the handle off the door.
"You're here."
"Where the fuck are your clothes? Fucking hell, Dumbass Pikachu!" Katsuki quickly covers his eyes and turns his blushing face away. Nariko looks down, seeing she was just in her grey spandex shorts and a bra.
"I's about to get in the shower. Come in." The yellow haired teenager walks away from the door. "Please close the door after you."
She glances back when she doesn't hear any footsteps. Katsuki was staring at her back and shoulders with a slightly horrified gaze.
"The scars!" Nariko places a hand on one of her shoulder blades, averting her gaze with burning cheeks.
Her entire back was covered in raised and indented scars, both from her own Quirk and from other people. Her shoulders and biceps were also covered in splatters of burn scars.
"...what happened?" The blonde walks into the apartment and softly closes the door behind him.
Nariko turns around a forces a bright grin on her face. "Nothing! Just some scars from me being a clumsy bitch."
"Kaminari..." Nariko flinches at her last name. She rubs her arm and gives a small shrug.
"You can watch some TV while I take a shower. I won't take long," She says softly and ignores the question before walking into her bedroom.
She doesn't need this right now...
Hey! Hope you like the new chapter! So before there is any confusion–for those who read my A/N's–Nariko makes her voice indecipherable by having static and electronic interference cover her voice through the phone. If that makes sense. I hope it does.
Hope you all are enjoying the story so far! Bye.
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