Title: 逃げる手 - The Hand That Bleeds
Rating: T
Summary: "I don't want to be a Hero. I want to be a Healer. My Quirk is made for healing, like my mom's, not fighting so I train to fight like a Hero to be a Healer. I want to help others to the best of my abilities." Hisoka Matsushita, raised by her mother and who never knew her father, never could quite understand where the path she would eventually take would lead her to.
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Now To Answer Some Reviews:
Love Remedy- Ah, I do enjoy your reviews. You always give me much to think about. ^^ Have a cookie! -gives you a cookie- Anyway, yup her mom is more than she seems. You'll see more in later chapters. Her mom letting her be a Hero? Well, she was a good mother she wanted to her daughter be who she wanted to be so Hisoka wanted to be a Hero and she let it, even if some part of her never wanted her to be one. All your questions shall be answered in due time, my young reader, and your requests have been heard. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
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nene9131- Hmmmm... Kay. Tsuyu and Hisoka really do make a pair, don't they? I am so glad I went with this route. They've turned out to be such good friends. Ooo! Another for Team Fumi I see. He seems to be the most popular choice for Hisoka! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
AubreyKuwata- Yes, yes you were correct on Haru and Stain's 'love'. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Vedahzii- Well, 'break' may be an underrated word here but... ^^ who knows what could happen. Oooooo! I loved doing the picture! It was so cool, and I couldn't keep gushing over it after I finished with the effects. With shipping, it mostly depends on how things go and if the readers really want some form of romance here. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Ceralyn- A few agree with you. Yup! And It'll only get creepier from here. Maybe. I think. I am unsure what will be deemed as creepy... Heh! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Chapter 16
To Choose A Name
Location: Living Room, Hisoka's and Fumikage's Apartment, Third Floor, Sunrise Apartments, Eastern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 2, 20XX
Hisoka watched the newscaster report with a frown, their voice announcing the end of the Hero Ingenium's career. He'd never be able to make a full recovery. The Villain had already killed and crippled many before. The blurred, shaded picture they had made her freeze; the hint of red she was for sure were eyes seemed to peer right into her soul.
The Hero Killer: Stain.
What an ominous name...
Location: Nearing U.A. High School's Front Entrance, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 3, 20XX
Hisoka was never much for rain, even when she had been younger. She was glad Fumi had reminded her to grab the umbrellas before they had left their apartment; seeing the grey clouds and noticing the smell of water in the air had been sure signs that it would rain on their way. Hisoka had still hoped it would have held out long enough for them to get to school.
Her luck, unfortunately, was against them at the time.
Well, at least their individual umbrellas kept them dry enough until they'd be able to make it inside. They walked in comfortable silence. They had been recognized by the masses by their uniforms on their way to school as well. Some people had talked to them a bit, cheering Fumi on and talking about the things she had done. It was different from how people had treated them back in their hometown.
Hisoka had felt her as if cheeks would burn off.
She had just been so glad they had arrived in time to hear no more.
Location: U.A. High School's Front Entrance, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 3, 20XX
They had gone to their assigned lockers, shaking their umbrellas and changing their shoes. Hisoka saw Iida-san, wearing a bright yellow raincoat, walk away as Midoriya-san rolled up his umbrella, setting it in the bin where the other students' umbrellas were.
"Midoriya-san," she greeted, setting her own umbrella in the bin. "Good morning." She saw a questioning look as he slowly turned to look at her before jumping, startled by her sudden appearance.
"Ma-Matsushita-chan!" He scratched his cheek, a grin spreading across his face. "Good morning! How are you doing?!"
"I'm doing fine. I see you are doing better." She gave him a small smile even with the bandages littering his arms. Even if he was taller, Hisoka couldn't help but pat his fluffy dark green hair (and it was as soft as it looked) as he reminded her fondly of some of the stray kittens that hung around her home.
"Yeah," he mumbled, hand gripping the straps of his backpack, returning a wobbly smile.
"If you need help healing again, tell me, okay?" She figured he might not do that, not wanting to burden her being the main reason. "We're friends after all." It would not stop her though. She'd heal her friends and anyone who was in need of it.
"Hisoka," Fumi called.
"I'll see you in class." Hisoka gave his shoulder a pat, walking past him as she and Fumi headed off to a very excited classroom. She could feel his stare all the way there.
Location: Class 1-A, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 3, 20XX
Excited was the understatement.
Her whole class talked amongst themselves, chattering about their one minute of fame, and Hisoka herself smiled as she watched everyone. They spoke of how others recognized them on buses and trains and complimented them on their efforts. Kirishima-san even said that a kid had wanted his autograph. Silence and control descended on the class when the door rattled opened; their teacher grumbled a 'morning' in greeting for the class.
"Good morning, Aizawa-sensei," they all responded.
"Ribbit?" Tsuyu croaked. "Aizawa-sensei, I'm so happy you were able to remove your bandages!"
Hisoka felt as she had a tail and it wagged when she saw Aizawa-sensei's poorly shaven face and tired eyes instead of the bandages that had covered it for the past few weeks. Even his arms looked to be in better condition. The girl perked up when she caught his eyes, the black-haired man scratched the scar right under his eye.
"The old lady got over dramatic with her treatment," he explained. "Anyway, let's put that aside. Today's Hero Informatics period is a little special."
Oh? Were they going to go over something new? Maybe he was going to tell them about the internships then? Well, he'd be going over them sometime today so that would not really be a surprise.
Then again, knowing their sensei, it could very well be a pop quiz...
He really liked to play with them, after all.
"It's time to formulate your Codenames. Your Hero Names." Just as the teacher spoke, everyone jumped out of their seats in excitement and cheered. Yet just as the excitement showed - you could practically cut it with a butter knife - his hair floated in the air and his red eyes glowed with foreboding, and the class calmed down immediately. His hair dropped back down, the lazy look reappearing. "This is related to the draft nominations by the Pro Heroes I mentioned last time we were in class together. The nominations will truly start mattering only after you've gained some experience and your adaptable fighting ability is judged during your Sophomore and Senior years... In other words, the nominations you're getting this year are more akin to expressions of 'interest' in your future potential. And it's not rare that that interest dries up by graduation or is simply unilaterally dropped," he pointed out.
"So, I guess the nominations we received are like personal hurdles, then!" Hagakure-san said. To this day, Hisoka still wondered what she looked like.
"Yes." Aizawa-sensei nodded to the invisible girl. "Now, the tally of the nominations is as follows." Aizawa-sensei took out a remote and pressed a button for a screen to pop up, showing their names, followed by how many offers they got.
Hisoka's eyes could not help but widen, seeing the sheer number Todoroki-san and Bakugo-san had gotten compared to the other people on board. Todoroki-san had gotten over four thousand offers. Bakugo-san was close behind him, having about six hundred less.
Oh! Fumi got some! And Tsuyu!
And it looked like she had received one as well. It was one higher than Hisoka had thought she'd receive.
"Typically, the results are more balanced. But this year, the attention leaned towards two of you," Aizawa-sensei stated, tapping the board with his knuckle.
"Damn! It's so clear; it's practically black and white..." Kaminari-san groaned, leaning back in his seat.
"Those Pros have no discerning eye," Aoyama muttered, plopping his head in his hands. "What about the real star, moi?"
"It's reversed from their places in the Festival," Kirishima-san said, snickering.
"Seeing him all straight-jacketed on the winner's stand must have scared 'em off..." Sero-san pointed out.
Bakugo turned around, gritting his teeth. "Pros ain't gonna be scared!" He shouted.
"It looks like you got some too," Sato-san noted, turning his head to face Hisoka.
She nodded. Sato-san had not gotten any but he had not seemed down about it. Well, it was to be expected that a few of them would not get any.
Fumi leaned forward, muttering his surprise, "I did not think I would get that many."
Hisoka croaked an eyebrow. From his performance, she expected her childhood friend to get at least a good solid hundred (it made her mentally pout at the number he had gotten - so much more than her one but she'd take it and be happy. It was more than zero, after all). He could come up with good strategies after a moment, usually kept a calm face in battles, and was quite strong amongst the others in her class.
"Based on this... Regardless of whether or not you received any nominations, I'll be having you all go get some so-called 'work-place experience.' Got it?" Aizawa-sensei asked with a sharp tone. The class agreed. "You've all dipped a toe in the world of Pros, unfortunately. But I think experiencing the activities of Pros personally and firsthand will prove to be more fruitful training than before."
"And cuz of that, we need Hero Names, huh!?" Sato exclaimed, pumping a meaty hand in the air.
"Things've gotten fun all of a sudden!" Uraraka cheered.
"Of course, placeholder Names are fine, too, but something appropriate-"
"-Because if not, it'll be hell from there!" Midnight-sensei declared, opening the door (she must have timed it on purpose) and cutting off Aizawa-sensei's sentence. Some of the guys blushed as she sashayed her way into the classroom. Hisoka could not help but tilt her head and agree to the silent declaration that the teacher's curvaceous body was hot. "The Names you pick now! The Names you come to be known by the world! In many cases, they stay that way after becoming Pros!" She stood by Aizawa and put her hand on her waist as he began to speak.
"Well, she's correct. Midnight-sensei shall be giving approval of your Names. Since I definitely can't." He grabbed his trademark yellow sleeping bag, pulling it from under his desk. "The way your futures end up will approach the image projected by the Names you choose. It's all down to that old phrase, 'Names and natures often agree.' Take All Might, for example." He let out a yawn, slipping into his sleeping bag as he pushed himself into his corner, unashamedly quickly falling asleep with his head bent forward a soft snore coming from him.
Midnight-sensei walked around, handing each student in the front row boards and markers to pass back. They were to write their title and Hero Name on it. To explain it, the title showed what kind of hero they wanted to be, and the Name was what they wanted to be called. And they only had fifteen minutes to think of one.
Hisoka did not know what to do, holding the uncapped black market over the small white board.
A vague memory washed over Hisoka - distantly remembering a time where she and her mother had gone over a long list of Hero Names she wanted to have when she so desperately wanted to be Hero right then and there. It had been a rather long list if Hisoka remembered correctly. And that her supposed 'Papa' was overdramatic when he had chosen his Name when he was off being some Hero against the law at some point, a vigilante of sorts - something beginning with S... Hell, even his next Name began with the same letter. Her mother never did tell her who he had become next even when she had asked numerous times, too. The woman never gave the other Name away, even when she had tried to guess.
Stain...
Hisoka's frown deepened.
Why had that practical one come up of all times?
Well, it began with an S as well and Hisoka had guessed that Name (it had been completely random, coming from a dirt stain she had gotten when she had played outside one time) but the chances of that were high to none. So, she pushed the thought away and concentrated back to the empty white space before her, marker poised.
She went through the list her younger self had created and wrote as a Name finally came to her. After it seemed like everyone was done, Midnight-sensei spoke up.
"All right, it's almost time for those who're ready to present their Names for the whole class! Who wants to go first?" She asked, grinning brightly with a full tooth smile. It promised deeply that they'd present one way or another and they'd do it today or else.
Huh...
Who would go first was answered the moment Aoyama-san casually got up and walked to the front of the class. "Here it comes," he said before lifting it up above his head to show them. "The Name of the Sparkling Hero: 'I Cannot Stop Twinkling'!" He declared with confidence. "Mon Amie, you cannot deny my sparkle."
Huh?
Well... If he wanted to...
Brown eyes blinked in disbelief before Midnight-sensei took the board and began to fix it. "If you take out the 'I' and abbreviate the 'Cannot' to 'Can't', it'll be easier to say," she suggested.
"Too right, mademoiselle," the blonde-haired boy said, snapping in the black-haired teacher's direction.
"She likes it!?"
"Right, hey, I'm next!" Ashido-san said as she ran over, presenting her board. "Call me Alien Queen!" She said menacingly with a happy-go-lucky grin.
"Hold on! You're aiming for the image of that super-acidic blood thing?!" Midnight-sensei asked, a little bit terrified. She shook her head. "Quit while you're ahead."
Ashido-san clicked her tongue. "Dang it..." She glumly walked back to her desk, pouting as she sat.
The class's mood changed... Hisoka felt like this was all too like some comedy skit.
"Ribbit." Tsuyu raised her hand, asking, "Is it okay if I go next?"
"Come on up!"
She walked over and flipped it over. "I've known since elementary school what Name I'd be. Froppy!"
"Oh wow, that's adorable," Midnight-sensei said happily. Hisoka agreed wholeheartedly. "It's great and has a nice, friendly feel!" The teacher turned back to the class. "Use her well-liked model as a guide for your own names, okay?"
Students cheered for the newest Hero Name, happy for the change of the class's atmosphere once again. Hisoka gave the girl a smile at the pleased look the other had. The name fitted Tsuyu perfectly.
"Now for mine!" Kirishima-san announced, slamming the board down on the front desk. "Red Riot!"
"'Red Riot'? Interesting," Midnight-sensei remarked. "Is that out of respect for that man among Heroes, Crimson Riot?"
"It is, yeah!" Kirishima said, scratching the back of his head. "He's retro, but the kind of Hero image I'm aiming for is just like Crimson's!"
The Pro Heroine chuckled, "You know, since you'll be carrying the name of someone you look up to, you're going to be hit with the corresponding amount of pressure. It'll be quite the challenge."
He raised his fist to his chest with a smile. "Don't worry, I'm prepared for it!
One by one, the others had gone up and presented their chosen Names - Ashido-san had changed her Name to Pinky and Fumi had actually picked the Name she had jokingly given him when they were kids (it made her heart swell and beat quicker than usual that her friend chose it amongst the many he could have chosen from) - most of the class had gone until finally Bakugo-san went up.
"King of Explodo-kills," Bakugo calmly said through grit teeth, however, his eyes were bloodshot.
"I think you'd be better off retiring that one," Midnight-sensei shot down immediately.
"Huh?! What?! Why?!" Bakugo-san shouted, dropping the board. He banged a fist on the desk instinctively.
"Why don't you be 'Blasty McSplode'?" Kirishima-san suggested.
Did he have a death wish or something?
"Shut up, weird hair!" Bakugo retorted, moving to sit back down to think up a new Name.
Hisoka decided to go up, knowing if she did not then she would only have to do it later. Turning around when she got to the front desk, she softly tapped the board and turned it around. "The Hero That Bleeds: Chi..." She muttered softly as the class looked on, some whistling. "Since my Quick involves blood and it heals..." She trailed off, looking at the teacher who held her chin. It felt like hours had gone by before she received a thumbs up.
Well, others' titles were crazier than hers...
"Simple and straight to the point! I love it!"
Hisoka beamed at her, walking back to her seat. She blinked when she caught the dead look the class president had, the blankness in his eyes unusual and unsettling to her. He was stiff, hand gripping the marker as the bored shook in his hand. No one else seemed to notice.
It worried her. Iida-san looked as if the weight of the universe was on his shoulders. Hisoka figured it must have to do with his brother... Yet something else was eating at him, the hints of darkness slowly swirling in his eyes.
Midnight-sensei clapped her hands, resting a hand on her forehead as if she was shading herself from some sunlight to get a better glimpse to what was ahead. "That went smoother than I thought it would. All that's left is Bakugo's revision and... Iida." She then snapped her fingers. "And Midoriya as well."
Iida-san walked up to the desk after a minute or so, placing his down and looking to the side. He stayed silent.
The dark-haired teacher asked, "You're just going with your actual name too, huh?" She got no response from him as he walked back to his seat.
Midoriya-san finally came up, giving the board one last determined look before turning it around for them to see. Hisoka blinked, tilting her head along with the varying looks he received. It was a surprise. There were no hints of Bakugo-san and Midoriya-san knowing each other since they were little children from the passing conversations she had heard and the reactions each boy brought from one another. She figured he'd choose something else (most likely something in legacy from his model: All Might - the admiration the boy had for him was clear as day) but she accepted the boy's explanation when he spoke.
Midoriya-san looked down. "Up until now, I didn't like it at all but a certain somebody changed the meaning of the word for me... And blew my world wide open... I was so happy." His bandaged hands gripped the board as his face changed into a smile. "Deku. This will be my Hero Name."
After that, Bakugo-san tried again. "Baron of Explo-do-kills!" Bakugo shouted.
Midnight-sensei sighed, shaking her head, "Again, that won't fly."
They received a small break to stretch their legs before they had to finish up. Aizawa-sensei had given them all different heights of stacked paper as more information about the upcoming internships came to light. They'd last for one week and those who received a nomination would only be able to choose from that list as everyone else got a different list. They were to think carefully before they decided.
Then the lunch bell rang.
And they only had two days to choose. Hisoka knew their teacher might do something like that so it had not surprised her when he threw the bomb on them. Hisoka looked down at her list, frowning at the office that gave their nomination for her. It was in Hosu... It looked like she would need to do some research about it.
Huffing a sigh, she got turned around in her swivel chair and proceeded to have lunch with her friends as the class chattered on about who they were thinking of choosing or who they wished they could have gotten. Hisoka frowned again before it turned into a pout. She would have at least liked to have one more nomination to have that choice in the matter.
Location: Hisoka's Room, Hisoka's and Fumikage's Apartment, Third Floor, Sunrise Apartments, Eastern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 3, 20XX
Hisoka had been happy to discuss the nomination choices with her friends - it gave insight on who they could possibly choose - as she and Fumi talked more about it as they researched a few nominations on his list. There was little that caught his eye - recognizing a few of them right off the bat when the Pro Hero Names were in the office titles. After a simple dinner of rice and fish with apple flavored cookies to munch on as a snack afterward, they said goodnight to one another and Hisoka went to call her mother.
It was the night for their personal call to one another.
Hearing the ringing on the other end, she pulled the phone from her ear when the shout of her name came through. "Yes, hello to you as well, mother," she said before the woman would go on a binge of whatever she was thinking of at the moment. "How have you been?"
"Oh, my child, I've been wonderful!" The woman gushed, a happy tune in her voice. "You would not believe just how happy I am right now."
Huh, her mother must have found something else (other than Hisoka and the clinic) to occupy her time again. They talked, conversing on random things and past events the other might of not known about. Then Hisoka brought up the internships, explaining more on what they were and choice of which office they could go to. She had mentioned it before earlier and her mother seemed excited enough for the both of them. "But I don't have much of a choice seeing as only I received one nomination. It's the Hero Office in Hosu."
"Hmmm. I know."
What?
Hisoka blinked. "How do you know?"
"I called them, of course. When you told me about the internship, I was able to guess what was what and so I called and suggested you." Haru had then proceeded to tell her daughter a bit about her past, of when she worked at the very hospital there. She explained about her job, working as a nurse rather than a doctor as she had been working on her degree to be able to open her own clinic. She helped out when the Heroes – a few coming from that very office – that came in even when she was a nurse, her healing Quirk was valuable then.
It was also where she and her father had lived for some time.
"Interesting," she commented. Learning more about her mother's past brought light to a few things and she wanted to learn more. Hisoka felt closer to her mother then, after hearing about it. After saying their usual partings, Hisoka came to a decision before her head hit the pillow.
Location: Fifth Story, Abandoned Building, Somewhere in Eastern Hosu, West of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 3, 20XX
Haru sighed, a content look on her face as she rested a hand on her cheek, staring at the image she used for her daughter's number. "She was so cute at that age." It was when she was five and dressed in the most adorable of outfits - a kitten onesie - and her hair tied in those cute little pigtails. And that look her little Hi-chan gave her when she took this particular picture. Ooooh! She could gush over her little girl - and she would always be her little girl - no matter how old Hisoka got. It helped that she took the best genes from both parents - looking rather close to what Chizome looked like as a child.
She heard the creak of the door and her grin widen when arms wrapped around her, a chin resting on her shoulder to look at the picture of their precious child. A callous hand gripped the one that held the phone, a finger swiping at the screen to look at the images she had taken with the piece of technology.
"Hn?"
"Yes, she will be going to Hosu."
"Hn."
"You'll see her soon, my love."
"Mine," Stain's voice growled, staring at a recent picture of the brown-eyed, black-haired child. This woman was his - always had been, always would be - and this child was his. Even as she went off and played Hero (she'd see soon enough what the world truly was) she was his. His!
Author's Note: Longest chapter yet! For this story anyway... I am hopeful you'll love it! Now then… THE NAME HAS BEEN CHOSEN! I REPEAT, THE HERO NAME HAS FINALLY BEEN CHOSEN! May I present: Chi!
Yaaaaaa!
Surprised? Happy? Angry?
Speak to me, my dear readers. Tell me what you think with the chosen name. I went over all of them – think how each one would play out in future chapters and what, if there would be any, impact on Hisoka herself and/or those around her. ^^
Oh! Before I forget, I've aged Stain up 5 years - so he's 36 instead of 31, making Haru 37 - as to go with the story and Hisoka's history better. ^^ Just thought I'd tell you all.
I had a bit of free time and thought I'd do something rather simple then what I usually do. ^^ I did what's called an open collab - different from a usual one. It is where you post something, and anyone could do without asking. It's rather cool if I say so myself. Second, I've seen the main cast dressed in formal wear at some points and so thought of something that Hisoka might have worn (or something along these lines) if she was there too. I also commissioned a Valentine special of Hisoka and she is just too cute! She is wearing her casual clothes in this one, so you'll be seeing that for the first time! (Just remove the spaces.)
Open Collab Link: nightmarezanez._deviantart._com/_art/_Open-Collab-with-Kairydeath-729791157
Formal Dress: nightmarezanez._deviantart._com/_art/_Hisoka-Matsushita-Formal-Wear-731676174
Valentine Link: joifee._deviantart._com/_art/_Finished-Valentinesday-YCHs-731093676
You know, it feels like there's some image or another for each chapter I do... Is it just me or am I just crazy?
I'm taking another poll for the next few chapters. Some Notes: Hisoka is Pansexual, so she'll be with anyone who is of any gender. The only limitation would be they have to be around her age so no adults like any of the Pro Heroes/Teachers, please. Now, if it is decided she is paired with someone, it'll be awhile as I would need to figure out on how and when it'd happen. ^^
Should Hisoka be paired with someone?
Yes:
No:
Who? Why?