Soul Marked
Chapter Six
Stepping up to your role
Hi guys! Another update! So I do plan on showing more people Bonded Ones during this story, but I want it spread out, so not everyone is going to be revealed at once.
If there are people your curious about that I don't reveal just ask me! Unless of course they get told later on then I'll have to decline commenting on it.
Also Gokuu the Carrot said for the couple name to be Konechan and I love how that sounds so it's the official name!
This is by far my longest chapter for this story yet!
Please review!
Bakugo felt his body move forward his hands reaching out to grab at the unconscious body of Midoriya, only for a hand to land on his shoulder keeping him in place.
"Young, Bakugo," All Might said, staring down at the girl he had grown to know over the last year. He should have stopped it sooner, but he had wanted her to prove herself, and try to work out their bond together.
Her lifeless form was causing the hot-head to shake, fear coursing through his body, as he tried to disengage the grip All Might had on him to move toward her.
"Let me go, dammit," he grunted out as the hand kept him in place.
"I'm sorry kid, but in case she has any injuries that are life threatening, I have staff coming to take her to Recovery Girl," All Might said as he began to pull him back. "Let's go do your grading."
Bakugo struggled against him as he watched Izuka being picked up and carried out of the building his crimson eyes following after her until he wasn't able to see her anymore. All Might tugged on his shoulder. Bakugo stared down at his hands, the horror of his actions resonating throughout him.
"You can go see her after class, young Bakugo," he said. "For now, you must resume the lesson." Still feeling shock, he numbly began to follow him, his mark twisting painfully, the thorns wrapping around tighter than they ever have before.
He had never hurt her like this, the mark was reacting negatively fighting back against his actions and punishing him. All Might stayed near the blonde, his eyes darting over to the shaking form of the boy. He was afraid he would break down at any moment, he knew how strong the bond could get.
Bakugo stiffened as he walked trying to mask the shaking but his body wouldn't listen. He had done that, he had hurt her, he could have killed her, he wasn't in his right mind, he had slipped. His anger and resentment had clouded his judgement for so long, had twisted everything, that when he finally went to get answers, he had gone too far.
His hand came up to rub at his face and he felt his body pause right before the door to go into the surveillance room.
"Take a moment and then join us," All Might said before opening the door and disappearing inside.
Outside Bakugo took his advice, he had a lot to think about, and even more to make up for. Izuka had said a lot of things during their fight, and even more things had been revealed. That Mark on her wrist practically screamed who her Bonded was.
It hadn't been there ten years ago, but maybe because this quirk of hers coming out of nowhere caused the Mark to appear as well. Which only brought up more questions, he needed to talk to her, in a setting that wasn't them taking punches at one another.
There were things he had to understand, and things he needed to tell her. His hands formed into fists at his side. He would talk to her one last time but after that he wasn't sure if he should be around her. He had things to get together, and his anger for her was unimaginable.
Growling under his breath he shoved the door open and joined his class as the next battle was starting.
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Hagakure and Ojiro moved to get into position, ready to protect the bomb as they waited for the heroes to come find them. Hagakure began to pull off her shoes knowing she had a better chance if they couldn't see her.
"I'm going all out, I'm taking my gloves and shoes off," she warned the other boy, a warmth crossing over her cheeks as the mere thought. It was in that one moment that she was happy she was invisible. It was less embarrassing if the person couldn't tell your facial expressions, but Ojiro turned away regardless of being able to see or not, it still wasn't gentleman like to watch.
A smile lit up her face as she watched him turn away. That first day her eyes had landed on him in class she had felt a warmth encase her wrist, a Mark had appeared, announcing him as her Bonded. A Mark that she wasn't able to see and felt disappointed by the fact.
It kept him safer from enemies ever finding out who he was to her, but she had missed out on one of the great wonders in life that could happen to a person. Not only that but since the Marks seemed to appear with sight, she didn't believe he could ever Bond with her back.
He couldn't see her, so how could his Mark ever activate. He would never know and she was too shy to go up to him and tell him. What if he didn't like the news, being bonded with someone he couldn't even see. Her insecurities kept her from moving forward and would in the end be the reason her happiness was kept at bay.
Before she could think any more on the thought Todoroki had entered the room, announcing to his partner to leave. In one move he had incapacitated them, the fight was over before it ever began.
She began to shake from the cold, wearing nothing was causing the cold to affect her more than her partner. Ojiro hesitantly turned to glance in her general direction, not sure exactly where she was as the transceiver she was wearing was small enough to go unnoticed.
"Are you okay, Hakagure?" he asked worry filling his voice.
"Y-y-yes," she announced as she moved to quickly pull her shoes and gloves back on. "I'll be fine once I move to where it's warmer."
"Sorry, about that," Todoroki said his voice calm and aloof as he turned around to leave.
"It's warming up," Ojiro said happily and Hakagure could only silently agree. "Hopefully you start to feel warm soon." Another blush spread across her face at the concern he had for her.
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Bakugo grew tired at the wait for the battles to be done, he was only allowed to leave and check on Midoriya once class was over. He would never admit it but once All Might announced it was time to go he raced away from the training grounds almost as fast as All Might disappeared. He only made a detour long enough to change into his school clothes before quickly making his way toward the nurse's office.
His fists clenched at his side as he turned the final corner to land himself right outside the door of Recovery Girls office. His hands shook not able to reach out and push the door open.
After everything he had done, how could Midoriya want to see him. He had always pushed the limits when it came to her, his bullying always going out of control. His anger even worse when in her presence. He was always good at strategies and behind his hot-headed ways was a collected person, his intelligence even great, but the Bond twisted with his anger, bending it into something horrible, and uncontrollable.
After hearing everything she had yelled out at him hadn't been enough to break him out of his unforgivable actions. Even now he could feel the edges of anger gripping him and knowing if he pushed open that door now and she was awake he would spill out some horrible crap.
He was almost fearful of his own actions, the Bond that had once been full of warmth, had boiled and turned into a darkness around him. This wasn't how Marks were supposed to be, he had only his self to blame, he had been the one to turn it into this, and he couldn't even trust himself to be around the one person that was supposed to mean everything to him.
Fear that if he tried to reach out to her, to try to work out this bond, his own darkness would reach out to her and twist her into something other than the sunshine that was Izuka. He would just corrupt her; his actions and words would break her until the Izuka he knew would be damaged.
His fingers dug into the fabric of his pants. He couldn't let that happen.
She was better off without him.
HIs body turned to leave but froze upon words carrying through the door.
"She's already been here three times!" The words caused his curiosity to spike, they were talking about Izuka, inching forward he cautiously laid his ear against the door.
He could barely make out the words that were being said but phrases reached his ear.
"You have to stop playing favorites... I know she's your disciple... doesn't mean you have to indulge her!"
Bakguo froze.
Izuka was All Mights disciple.
What did that mean?
What were those two to each other?
"They just needed this... she announced her fears for the bond... I thought things could work out... I should have stopped it.."
Katsuki stiffened at what he was hearing, his feet moving away from the door on their own accord as he rushed down the hall. Seeing Izuka wasn't an option. She had mentioned to All Might of their bond, he was already affecting their Bond in a negative way. He had to get home and away from the girl that he was sure was laying on a cot in that room.
His mark twisted around his wrist as he walked, there was no pain, just a prickling feeling.
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"Isn't that important, ne?" Recovery Girl said as she sat in her seat. "That you be a "Natural Born Hero" and the "Symbol Of Peace"?"
All Might sighed as he stared at the older woman. "Without me, this society would fall to evil. This is," he paused thinking over his words. "This is the responsibility of those who wield this power must bear."
Recovery Girl looked down sadly, her eyes closing. "That makes it even that more important to begin teaching her properly. She has a long way to go."
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Iuzka woke up from her slumber disorientated as she looked around, the last thing she had seen was the horrified look on Kacchans face before her vision had gone black. Her body felt heavy, sore, and when she tried to sit up she felt the weight of exhaustion tug her back down.
"Ah, your awake," Reovery Girl said appearing over her. "Classes have ended you should go get changed and rest up at home, you'll need to come back and see me tomorrow, I wasn't able to heal you completely. You've done quite a number on yourself, Midoriya. I don't want to see you back in my office any time soon."
"Hai," Izuka said with a grunt as she pulled herself up with all the energy she had. Getting home would be hell but she was sure she could do it. If not, maybe Yoshi was still around and she could talk him into helping her home.
Moving from the cot she slowly made her way down the hall. Her mind had drifted back to the fight. The look on Kacchans face, everything they had said, and everything that had went unsaid. She rubbed roughly at her eyes not having the energy to deal with the mess that was their Bond.
However, there was something she knew had to be said. She owed that to him, she only hoped he hadn't disappeared yet.
Moving to the classroom she waltzed into the room and was bombarded with her classmates.
"I'm not sure what you two were saying but you sure had a wild battle!" Kirishima said smirking widely at her.
"That was some nice dodging!" Ashido gushed fist pumping in her excitement.
"Yeah!" Sato said eagerly. "After that first round every was pumped!"
Izuka glanced around feeling a little overwhelmed over everything and her exhaustion only making it worse.
"I'm Eljiro Kirishima, we were just talking about your battle,' the red-head said.
"I'm Mina Ashido," the pink alien looking girl said.
"I'm Tsuyu Asui, you can call me Tsuyu."
"I'm Sato."
"I'm Kaminari," the blonde with what looked like a lightning bolt thorugh his hair said.
From nearby she could hear Iida telling someone off for sitting on a desk and she could tell that needed to get away. That boy was right, it was too noisy, she just wanted to find Kacchan and go to sleep. She could make friends later, but she didn't want to be rude either.
She had to have missed him leaving, her eyes scanning the crowd for his familiar face. Kaminari noticing her gaze followed her eyes sight before realization dawned on him.
"You looking for Bakugo?" he asked causing Izuka to nod tiredly. Noticing how worn out she looked he waved her over. "He just left, come on, I'll help you catch up to him." He grabbed her shoulder and led her out of the classroom ignoring everyone asking where they were going.
"Thank you Kaminari," Izuka said with a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"No problem!" he said with a wide smile. "You look tired and I don't mind helping out." She only nodded and allowed for him to guide her outside of the school. Helping her regain her balance when her feet would try to collapse from underneath her.
After what felt like forever to her heavy mind they exited the school, the form of the guy she was looking for only a little way from where they were standing.
"Kacchan!" she yelled out, even her voice sounding like it would fall at a moment's notice. Bakugo froze at the sound of her voice. He had hoped to avoid her, his will to keep moving only stopped as his body wouldn't cooperate. With a sigh he turned around and his eyes narrowed at the sight of the boy who walked her down the steps.
His eyes roamed over her body and he couldn't miss the look of pure exhaustion hanging onto her.
"Are you going to need help getting to the station?" Kaminari asked worriedly but she only waved him away. She couldn't have anyone else around when she talked to Kacchan. He had to leave.
"I've got it from here." His eyes narrowed at that not believing her at all but he nodded. He wasn't about to fight her about it.
"Well, alright, see you tomorrow, Midoriya." Izuka waved goodbye before turning to the burning eyes of Kacchan. Gulping she took a hesitant step forward wondering if her legs would even keep her up under his intense gaze.
He noticed how she hadn't changed from her costume, the sleeves barely hanging onto the material, rips littering the whole thing. Bandages wrapped around her arm and wrist hiding away her Mark. He was almost disappointed at not being able to see it again.
On the outside he kept a blank look on his face, his red eyes staring unemotionally down at her.
Izuka lowered her gaze to the floor, she wasn't sure how to start this, she hadn't told anyone about this, shouldn't tell anyone, but this was Bakugo. He had to know! She had to make him understand. Her body began to shake under his gaze.
"I'm not able to speak much on this, but you have to know Kacchan, I can't keep it away from you." Her voice wavered as she spoke, memories of the fight pushing to her mind.
A real fucking laugh, jokes on me, right?
Why won't you use it, or are you mocking me, ne, Koneko?
The blast hitting her over and over, the pain she had felt, the pain he had felt, and the determination that rose inside of her.
"I was given this quirk," she said her eyes finally looking up to meet his own gaze. "It isn't mine. I'm not allowed to say who it's from, and I'm really not that great at even using it yet, there's still a price that my body pays when I access it. That's why I had tried avoiding it, only using it in tiny things, like making myself faster. I've got a ways to go, but I'm going to make it my own someday. I never lied to you, I can't."
Bakugo stared at her, the earlier conversation he had heard slowly making sense as the pieces fell together.
Could it be that All Might had given Izuka his power? What did that even mean? Why was she risking everything to tell him this? His eyes narrowed as he studied her face.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Katsuki said, his voice hard, giving her the out that she needed. He understood that she shouldn't have said this, it would be better if they believed he didn't believe a word she said, and it would help to put distance between them. It was stupid for her to have spoken about that at all, even to him. "A borrowed quirk? Just keep on making a fool out of me why don't you, fucking, Koneko."
Izuka's eyes widened at him. She desperately reached out for him, her feet stumbling forward as her legs felt like jelly. He had to believe her, she couldn't stand this feeling of hopelessness. "K-kaachan!"
His eyes darted to the foot that almost lost balance, forcing his body not to respond by reaching out to her.
She caught herself at the last second, a huff of air leaving her lungs.
"Just continue to lie to me, you won today, but that's never going to happen again, you get it, dammit. That fucking two-face is even above my level, that ponytail girl made that clear, and she's right. But I fucking won't let that happen again, this fucking power that you have, I'll surpass it. So, keep fucking lying to me, but I'm going to beat you. You enjoy your win, stupid Koneko."
Tears had begun to fill in his eyes, his mark wrapped unbearably tight around his wrist. His words only cutting at her, but he had to do this. She had to leave him alone. He needed to leave before she could see the tears, he wouldn't let her see that.
It was too late, he hadn't turned around in time, she noticed the sparkle of unshed tears in his eyes, as she had been desperately staring into them. He took a step away and she felt panic claw at her chest.
Her foot stumbled forward, throwing her off balance with how weak she was, but she powered through it, allowing the momentum to propel her into Katsuki's back.
Her fingers clung to his jacket, latching her onto him, as her arms wrapped around his waist holding her up in the process. She could feel her legs want to give up but she forced it away.
"Kacchan!" she sobbed as he stiffened under her touch. Tears were leaking freely from her eyes. There had been something in his voice, words unspoken and she feared for what they had meant. She refused to let him go.
She wasn't sure why she clung to him, to the feeling of needing to keep him there. Whether it was because of childhood loyalty or the Bond she didn't care. Or pure stupidity.
His own tears leaked down his cheeks, wetting them but he wiped harshly at his face. Then moving them to where her fingers were clasped around each other he pried them apart.
"Dammit, Koneko," he snarled. She always made things so hard. "Leave me the fuck alone. Just fuck off." He tugged at her hands, gentler than his words were, and pushed them away. Spinning around he caught her elbows, holding her up, before she could collapse under her shaking legs. Lowering her to the ground he kept his hair over his eyes, the desperation and sadness that was surely in them couldn't be seen by her.
He took in her collapsed form on the ground before turning around and walking away. A gust of wind flashed by Izuka ruffling her hair, as she sniffled and wiped at her face.
"Bakugo, kid," All Might yelled as he came to a stop right behind the boy. His gaze fell to where the green-haired girl was sitting on the ground, and back to how the blonde's shoulder seemed to shake. "Your self-respect is important." He had to tell the kid what he needed to say, it would help him, and then go and help Izuka. "Without a doubt I believe you have a making of a pro, but you just have too-."
Bakugo silenced him, not allowing the number one hero to continue.
"Get off me, All Might," he said his voice gruff and scratchy. "I can't walk." He was desperate to get far away from Izuka. "I'm going to be a hero that even surpasses you." All Might let his grip on the boy go, watching as he began to walk away once more.
Turning around he put his attention on the shaking girl. She didn't look good and he approached her with caution as he kneeled down beside her.
"Ah, Izuka, girl, are you alright?" His voice was hesitant, he didn't have a lot of practice with crying teens.
"Yoshi," she mumbled out as she reached out for him. The taller blonde allowed her to wrap her arms around his waist, or attempt to, so she could cling to him. His hand patted at her head, and the other laid comforting on her back.
"Let me get you home, kid," he said as he pulled her up into his arms. "You can talk to me on the way."
"There's nothing to say, Yoshi," she sighed her eyes moving to where Kacchan once stood.
"It will get better," he said as he began to move.
"Does it?" she asked her eyes snapping up to meet his own. At this question he didn't say anything, his own thoughts surrounding his Bond. He wasn't sure what he could say. His own experience didn't leave any openings for comforting words that would make everything alright. So instead of giving out hope that he, himself, didn't feel, he allowed the silence to surround them.
Izuka nodded her understanding as she laid her head on his chest, ready to give into the exhaustion she was feeling. The tears that had momentarily been held at bay began to rush down her cheeks again.
Sobs wracked her small form that she tried to hide from the number one hero. It wasn't successful but she could barely muster up energy to care.
"I think he's rejecting me, and the bond," Izuka said as Yoshi moved quickly through the streets. "His words were leading to something that he couldn't force himself to say."
"Young Midoriya, fate has brought you two together," Yoshi began his words slowly coming out as he thought over what exactly to say, what he felt himself. "The bonding process is complicated, but destiny has brought two strangers together and have bound them together for life, having decided before you were born that you would complete one another, that there was greatness within the both of you. I whole heartedly believe that the struggles and the happiness is something we experience for a reason. This is leading to something more, and one day I believe that we will see that."
Izuka stared up into his face, his own sadness and pain reading within the lines of his face. She couldn't help but think that whoever he had bonded with the ending result hadn't been the forever after that most people liked to put with the Marks.
No one spoke of the pain that these bindings could bring.
"Yoshi," she said softly knowing she had to tell him, even if right now she wanted to keep it to herself, too emotionally and physically exhausted to deal with the repercussions of her own actions.
"Yes?" he asked having come to a stop to set her on the ground. They were only a few blocks from her home and knew they could walk the rest of the way. His hero form wasted away, revealing the slender form that Izuka had dubbed, skeletor.
"I told Kacchan that someone had given me my quirk," she said her eyes dropping to the floor, ready to face his anger and disappointment. "He didn't believe me though! I just had to tell him! Having a quirk manifest out of nowhere, it hurts him. I-I couldn't, ano, it was too hard to keep it from him. I didn't reveal who it was from. I'd never do that."
Her green eyes were filled with sadness and despair, and when All Might looked into them he only sighed. His own gaze moving to the setting sun.
She had revealed the secret to her Bonded, something that normally would have been allowed, at a later time, and defiantly not while they were on bad standings with one another. He couldn't fault her for what she did, not when he, himself, had done the same thing, so many years ago.
"Izuka, I can't say I don't understand, because I do, but this is a rule for your own protection, and to keep anyone from coming and trying to take it for themselves. This is a secret that keeps our society from falling into choas. You must never tell anyone, and if Young Bakugo ever finds himself believing what he has heard from you, you must tell me."
"Hai, Yoshi-sensei," she said knowing that right now he wasn't her frined, someone she had grown a close relationship with, he was her sensei, telling her what she had done wrong.
His hand came down to rest on her shoulder. The serious feeling falling away now that he had gotten that conversation over with.
"Are you going to be alright?"
Izuka felt her shoulders shake with the questions, her stomach turned and instantly she felt like needing to puke. The desire to curl up into her bed for the rest of the day was overwhelming and she knew it was exactly what she would end up doing.
"I-I'm here."
That was all that was needed to be said. He understood.
"One day, Izu, I will share my story of my bonded one." Izuka snapped her head up to look at him. He only ever called her by the nickname when personal things were being shared, when the friendship side of their relationship was shown.
Throwing herself around him one last time Yoshi hugged her back, the both of them feeling the pain that destiny had left them with. Sharing in the mutual loss, and after the tears quite streaming down her face, she sent him a small wobbly smile before heading home.
Upon entering her house her mother greeted her, the regular apron tied around her waist, and a smile shining on her face. The former slipping off once she laid shocked eyes on her daughter's face.
"Izuka!" she said rushing over to her daughter, pushing her to sit down. Bringing the apron up she began to wipe at the young girl's face, clearing it of the salty tears that had left tracks down her face. "Sit, I'll be right back with a nice warm mug of special hot cocoa, and then you can explain why you are in this state."
Sighing she did as her mother said but she ended up slipping down and cuddling into the couch. She was allowed to give in to her exhaustion now. Her head rested against the puffy armrest and closed her eyes as she listened to the bustling over her mother in the next room.
What felt like only a couple seconds she was being shaken awake. Pushing herself to sit up right she took the steaming mug and brought it close to her face.
Special hot cocoa was only hot chocolate with whipped cream, cinnamon, and peppermint. Carefully she sipped at it, relishing in the taste as her mother sat down next to her, a hand coming to lay on her shoulder.
"What happened?" Izuka wasn't able to keep it in any longer, she had been keeping the bond from her mother, wanting to figure out what was to happen before bringing it up, but there was so much pain, that it all rolled out. She was careful about everything she revealed, it wouldn't do for Inko to go out and hunt Katsuki down, demanding why he was acting like an ass to her daughter.
"I-I just d-don't know what's going o-on, or w-what to do," she sobbed tiredly.
"Izuka," her mother firmly said making her look over at her. There was a determination and kindness that shined in her mother's eyes that began to put her at ease. "As you know my Mark never activated, I just never ran across the person for me, and as far as I know it's possible I never will. That never stopped me from meeting your father and taking a chance on him. We both knew that one day we could meet that person, but with the knowledge that we loved one another, we weren't afraid that the other one would run off with them. You're not defined by your Mark, that Bond can be anything you want it to be. Perhaps Destiny see's you as two people that help push the other one to do better, to reach great things. Maybe that's the only reason you two were put together. We don't know until life falls into place, and one day you open your eyes and you realize what your place is with them. Give it time love, it'll become clear. Until then be strong."
The next day as Izuka walked to school she was still feeling tired, but the rest she had gotten and the talk with her mother had left her feeling lighter.
That was until she arrived at school and stopped several paces away. U.A. was surrounded by reporters all waiting to catch those who were arriving. Feeling uncomfortable she refused to move from her spot, trying to figure out exactly how she was going to avoid these people.
It was becoming obvious that she was going to have to go through them, there was no other way into the school. Sighing she hitched her backpack higher up on her shoulder before taking a step toward them. Before she could move a hand came down on her shoulder causing her to jump.
"Oh!" she exclaimed. "Kaminari, you startled me." The blonde just sent her an apologizing smile while ruffling the back of his hair, causing to look even wilder than before.
"Sorry, Midoriya, I called out to you."
"Yeah, I was just trying to figure out how to avoid the press," she said rubbing at her wrist.
"We can go in together!" he stated while reaching out to grab at her arm. Izuka nodded allowing him to pull her forward. The press upon spotting them began to move forward pressing for answers.
"What's it like having All Might as a teacher!?" they began to yell and wave microphones in front of their faces. Izuka grew red, her hands coming out to clutch at Kaminari's arm and slightly hide behind him.
She knew if she wanted to be the number one hero she would have to get use to talking to the press, you had to be known, and people like you. At this point in her life she was not ready to take the spotlight, especially not in a setting like this. She was still reeling from yesterday's events. Her wounds still had her feeling tired even if it was manageable.
Kaminari noticing her unease stepped in front of her, taking all of the attention onto himself.
"He's awesome!" he said causing the mass to press for more answers. Izuka using her small form kept her head buried behind him trying to pretend they weren't there and hoped Kaminari would leave them soon. She didn't dare try to make a break for the door by herself, they would jump on her before she made it.
A gasp left her lips as a shoulder knocked into her back, causing her to glance back. Kacchan had been walking by them, the reports instantly moving forward closer to him. His eyes had narrowed at the hiding form of Izuka, using the blonde as a shield.
"Hey you're the kid from the sludge incident!" they yelled trying to get him to talk.
"Buzz the fuck off," he hissed out, his crimson eyes still staring at Izuka. He didn't like seeing how she was huddled up with Kaminari, but yesterday's words flooded back over him. The urge to grab her and pull her along with him was squished down as he began to move forward away from her.
The blatant way he wrote her off hurt Izuka, her fists clenched at her sides as she began to tug at Kaminari. Getting the message, he began to move with her toward the school's entrance just as Aizawa-sensei walked up behind them and began to usher the press away.
"That was pretty cool," Kaminari said as they walked toward class.
"Yeah, it would be if I didn't get so embarrassed with so many eyes on me." He glanced over at his new friend, eyeing her.
"You're going to have to get used to it," he said. "If you want to get noticed as a Hero. Your dream is being the number one Hero, right? Spotlight comes with the job."
"I know, it's something I've got to work on." He began to talk about the day before and Izuka found herself drifting to the horrible points of the day. She couldn't help it. Her hand came up to rub at her wrist, the feeling of a constant dull burning was itching at her skin.
"Well I'll meet up with you at class." Izuka said as they came to the point where she would need to turn off to meet Recovery Girl. "Thanks for helping me back there but I've got to go see Recovery Girl before class."
"No problem! See yah later!"
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Izuka sat down in class only moments before Aizawa began the day. He picked up a stack of paper and eyed the class.
"Yesterday's battle training seemed to have gone well," he said nodding tiredly at them. "I took a look over your evaluations." His eyes landed on Bakugo. "Bakugo, grow up, and stop acting like a kid, it's a waste of your talent."
Izuka's eyes snapped over toward him not being able to help it as his name was mentioned. She gripped her desk causing her fingers to turn white. It seemed he was determined to ignore her.
"I know," he said staring down at his desk, the events of yesterday flashing across his mind. He couldn't get the sight of Izuka laying on the ground from entering his thoughts.
Izuka was surprised that he had accepted that answer and had even agreed to it.
"Midoriya you've got to work on controlling your quirk, you did better yesterday, but your final action ended up putting you in the infirmary. How fast you've gained control is surprising but you've got to work harder. You have amazing potential assuming you can overcome this. Work at it, Midoriya."
"Yes, sir," she said feeling determined.
"Now, we've got home-room business to attend to. Today you'll be picking a class president." The room around Izuka began to burst with noise as people began to call out that they wanted to be class president. Izuka had to admit she wouldn't mind becoming the class president.
It was good practice for when you became a hero and had to lead a group of them.
"Leading the many is a task of heavy responsibility," Iida said gaining everyone's attention as he quieted down the loud mass of students. "Ambition does not equate to ability. This sacred office demands the trust of its constituents, if this is to be a democracy, then I put forward the motion, that our leader must be chosen by election!"
"We haven't really known each other long enough to build trust though, Iida," Asui said turning to stare at the tall hero in the making.
"Not only that but everyone would just vote for themselves," Kirishima said.
"Exactly my point," Iida said. "Anyone who manages to earn multiple votes, will be the best suited person for the job!"
Izuka agreed with his way of thinking and they were quickly set to the task of writing down the name of who they wanted to be class president. She hesitated, her pen over the paper, but instead of writing her own name down, she wrote Bakugo. He was intelligent, he could lead their class, and she felt the need to write his name down instead of her own. This would surely be something he wanted, and she felt like her shyness would get in the way in the end.
Sighing she folded the piece of paper and sent it to the front of the class. Her shyness was a huge problem. At times it seemed to get in the way of her goal.
Once everyone was done Aizawa wrote down the results on the blackboard. Her gaze running along the names before stopping at Bakugo, only one vote, that must have been hers. Her eyebrows scrunched together wondering who he had voted for, if not for himself.
Moving her gaze up to her own name she was surprised to see her own name had been voted for three different times. Momo had come in second, two people having voted for her. She wondered if Bakugo had voted for herself, or Momo. The fact that it was possible he had voted for Momo caused an ugly feeling to rise in her chest.
Shaking away her thoughts she focused her attention back toward the class. Bakugo didn't say anything, just silently sat in his seat.
"Zero votes," Iida said his head held down as his body shook. "I thought as much! This is the harsh reality of the sacred office!"
"You didn't vote for yourself?" Momo asked looking confused.
"You're the one who proposed an election," Sato said. "What exactly were you aiming for Iida?"
"Well you have your president, Midoriya Izuka, and vice-president Yaoyorozu Momo," Aizawa announced already climbing back into his sleeping bag.
"It's going to be fun working with you," Momo said with a smile toward the green-haired girl.
"You too, Momo," Izuka said with a nod. Her gaze drifted back to the board her mind still on who Bakugo had voted for. Her green eyes met with his but he only stared at her coldly. Flinching she looked away and followed the taller girl back to their seats.
The pain in her wrist seared as her body shook. She fought back the tears and forced herself to breathe. If that's how he wanted to be she could accept that, even if it hurt. She refused to even look at him for the rest of the day and when lunch came along she practically shot from her seat and exited the classroom trying to get away from his presence.
As she was darting down the hallways two hands came to land on her shoulders bringing her to a stop. "Hey!" Kaminari yelled as he tugged her to a stop. "You sure can move fast."
"Yeah," Kirishima said with a laugh. "We were trying to catch you to ask if you wanted to sit with us at lunch."
"Get to know my new friend," Kaminari said with a smile as he dropped his hand from her shoulder. "Kirishima wanted to hang out too."
"Ano, Hai, that sounds like fun," Izuka said with a nod as they both wrapped an arm around her.
"Awesome!" the blonde yelled out excitedly. Entering the cafeteria, they grabbed their food before sitting down. Both boys had instantly started up a conversation easily dragging her into it as they talked. Surprisingly she found that she was at ease around the two of them. They were easy to talk to and never let the conversation come to a stop.
"Izuka do you mind us sitting here?" Ochaco asked shyly as she glanced over at the two boys.
"I don't mind, do you guys?" Kirishima and Kaminari both consented ushering them into the seats opposite of them.
Iida and Ochaco quickly sat and the girl beamed at them. "It's really cool you became class president," she happily said.
"Yeah," Izuka said. "I'm a little hesitant about how well I'll do, but I look forward to it."
"You'll do great," Ochako declared.
"Midoriya, your grit and decisiveness in a pinch, it makes you perfectly suited to lead us all. That's why I voted for you."
"You voted for me!" she yelled out surprised.
"I agree with him," Kaminari said. "If I hadn't voted for myself, you would have been my second choice."
"Eto, thanks," Izuka said her voice shaking a bit.
"You don't mind if I take this seat, do you?" Momo asks her eyes staring down at the group.
"Sit!" Izuka said motioning toward the seat. She was excited to have her with them, there had been a question that she wanted to ask. "Have you made any head way with your Bonded?"
Momo sighed as she stared down at her food. Waves of frustration running off of her.
"No, I haven't," she said before looking up to give a small smile to the curly haired girl. "I'm trying though."
"I'm sure he'll realize it soon," Izuka said. "You're great." She wasn't sure who it was that Momo was Bonded with but she hoped that he would see how great she was.
"Oh, you've already activated your mark," Ochaco said with a smile. "I haven't yet."
"I have," Kirishima said, his gaze searching throughout the cafeteria trying to spot the familiar pink girl. He had barely talked to her since finding out but couldn't bring himself to do it. She hadn't made any indication that she activated her Mark yet and felt unsure about making the first move.
Kaminari and Iida both shook their heads, they hadn't run across the one that would activate their marks as well. Everyone turned to stare at Midoriya who hadn't mentioned anything, her gaze had fallen to the table.
"You haven't said if your Mark has activated yet," Kaminari said lightly hitting her ribs with his elbow. "So, it has, ne."
Izuka wasn't comfortable with speaking about her Mark, the topic bringing up everything she was trying to avoid with Kacchan. However, she knew no one would ask who it was. It was an unspoken agreement that no one tried to force that knowledge from you, it was only ever mentioned if the parties were willing to say.
"Eto," Izuka said with a sigh. "I have." Everyone seemed to sense how uncomfortable she was feeling and they quickly brought up a different topic.
A shrill shrieking noise flooded the cafeteria causing Izuka to flinch and jump to her feet. "Why is the alarm going off?" she asked her eyes dancing around looking for trouble.
"Security level 3 has been broken," a voice came over the intercom. "All students please evacuate in an orderly fashion."
Contrary to what the intercom had said to do mass panic erupted around the room as people jumped to their feet and ran for the exits. Izuka was knocked over hitting the table as someone pushed into her.
A startled cry left her lips as she pushed herself up from the table and glanced around. Her friends had already been dragged away, caught up in the crowd that surrounded them. She blocked another elbow coming out to hit her in her stomach, no one caring who they hit or how, just wanting to escape to safety.
Two more people pushed past her, she wasn't able to gain her balance and was shoved back into another body. Hands gripped her arms tightly, keeping her from hitting the floor, as they pulled her back up to her feet. Her fingers gripped tightly on the persons jacket, using it to keep her balance as people continued to shove.
"Are you okay?" Todoroki asked, his hands still holding onto her arms as he had to pull her back toward him as someone else knocked into her.
"I'll probably be bruised after this but I'm fine," she said of the noise of the crowd.
"Come on," he said tugging at her. "We need to get away from here. It's not safe with everyone running around." She nodded as he turned around and began to push through the crowd. She gripped his jacket tightly and kept close enough to his back that they wouldn't get separated.
Every time someone would land a hit on her she'd wince but her grip on Todoroki never wavered. She was sure she had stretched out the fabric and told herself she would replace it at a later time.
"Everything is fine!" yelled out a voice causing Izuka to snap her attention up to where Iida was standing on an exit sign, looking a little uncomfortable as he balanced. "It's just the press." Everyone began to calm down and Izuka no longer had to worry about getting hit anymore. "There's no reason to panic. This is U.A.! Behave in a way befitting this great institution!"
Izuka sighed in relief when she no longer had to worry about gaining anymore bruises. Her hold on Todoroki fell away and she sent him an apologizing smile.
"I'm sorry about that," she said motioning toward his coat. "I'll pay to get you a new one." Todoroki lightly tugged at the fabric before turning his attention back to the girl.
"It's fine," he said before nodding and walking away, moving toward their classroom. She continued to stare after him a little shocked at his unconcerned attitude, but then again, she was use to how Bakugo reacted. He would have yelled and demanded her to replace it. Sometimes she had to realize that not everyone reacted that way.
"Midoriya, girl!" Kaminari yelled out, waving at her from several people over. "You okay!?"
"Yeah, I'm fine!" she said back walking to stand in front of him.
"Kirishima and I got worried when you disappeared from us," he said. "Most of us were able to stay together, but you left our sight pretty much at the beginning."
"Ano, someone knocked me into the table." She began to rub at the various spots she was hit in.
"Man, people were brutal." They began to walk back together toward the classroom.
"You sure you're alright?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. "You keep rubbing at your back and places." He eyes darted over the various spots she was complaining about.
"People need to learn how to hold back their strength," she griped. "I swear I got hit by everyone that seemed to have a strength quirk."
"Ah, either that or your just puny." He poked at her side causing her to swipe at his hand, a frown on her face.
"Shut up," she said good naturally.
As they entered the class Izuka went to stand up front with Momo, her gaze falling on Bakugo as she did. He glared back but his eyes locked onto where she was rubbing at a particularly bad bruise.
Glaring he pulled his gaze from her, and stared down at his desk, trying to pretend like he didn't care, even while his fists tightened under the table.
"Momo, and I would like to choose the other student council members at this time," Izuka said playing her role as class president. It wasn't something she was sure she could do, but it was one step closer in gaining confidence and able to become the hero she wanted to be.
She would play her role as best as she can. A smile brightened her face as they began filling the roles for the other council members.
She could do this!
OMG so it seems like our Bakugo is just going to put distance between the two, what happened during the battle seemed to have really shook him up.
Also that super sad moment between the two! It was killer for me to write I could cry.
And I wonder who he ended up voting for if not for himself :D
Thanks for reading!