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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nene9131- Everyone is as well. It'll be a few chapters so you're going to have to wait~. Another Fumi fan, then. I'll add ya to the poll. ^^ Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
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UltimateFan-girl15- ^^ Don't worry there is a new one right here though I only update weekly because of college so I'm sorry for not being able to do it more often. But I'm glad you the love! It means a lot to me that you (and everyone else) want to see more of it. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Prince- Wooo! So many! Cool! "I ship all three of us unconsciously"... Heh... That's really amusing! Yes, they're all so cute! Ah, a splitter, huh? Usually, people are either or, not down the center, and oh ho! Is that a polyamorous ship hint you want I see? Well, we'll see where things take us. ^^ Concerning Stain, yes, he would be but there is more to that that you will be discovering later in the story. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Vedahzii- The dress was so fun to make! I've had it in my mind for a while now (after first seeing Class 1-A in formal outfits and really wanted to one for Hisoka~) and was so glad I was able to make it just how I envisioned it! Tsuyu and Fumi seem to be the top picks for the pairings. You've got good reasons. ^^ Deku? Never considered him but now, I do think they'd really make a good duo but more on the friend spectrum and Hisoka would see him more as an overgrown kitty (not puppy because she likes cats more) that she'd want to pet and feed. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Chapter 17
To The Coming Storm
Location: Random Training Room, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 4, 20XX
Aizawa-sensei had deemed that they were to have some training for a good part of this afternoon - it could be of any kind, from working on their Quirks to martial arts stances to anything else deemed important to them. They just had to be training.
No slacking off!
Or else.
No one wanted to know what Aizawa-sensei's 'or else' was.
So, they all trained. Some did it in pairs, trying out new attacks on one another; a few even got into small groups to try new things, while others went off alone to do their own things.
Hisoka let out a long breath, seeing the sparkly blue laser shoot at her. She bent her knees, lowering herself to the ground as she bent herself backward, sliding across the ground. Twirling on the ball of her right foot to dodge another laser, she shifted to the left, throwing a few random rocks laying on the ground in the laser's direction. She heard silence from the first two. After the third, she heard a thunk and a male's yelp that turned into a groan.
Hisoka nodded to herself, one down.
She could not stay there long though when cellophane tape-like material wrapped around her and threw her up in the air. She could see the area below her for just a moment, a second that she took to her advantage to try and see the positions of her opponents before she came barreling down. Using the momentum from the fall and when the tape released its grip on her, she was able to deliver a kick to him in the stomach in mid-air. It sent the other male back. Landing, she slid, before she was able to stand again. Hisoka heard a whirling sound rush past her ears, brown eyes widening at the pebbles. They turned around and aimed back towards her, flying right at her to knock her away. She got into a stance, lowering herself to the ground as she prepared for the oncoming attack.
They continued on.
Location: Hisoka's Room, Hisoka's and Fumikage's Apartment, Third Floor, Sunrise Apartments, Eastern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 7, 20XX
Hisoka really wanted to sigh, so she did since nothing was stopping her.
"Huh." She frowned, lips pursed as the phone call went to voicemail once more. It was unlike her mother not to answer after the third call that night - with at least an hour of waiting between each of them - figuring the first time she had been busy with something. "She'll call back soon enough," Hisoka told herself, shrugging it off. She pulled the phone away from her ear after leaving another small voicemail, telling her mother to call her tomorrow evening if she was free as she was going to bed then.
While it was a bit unusual, it's happened before.
(In the back of her mind: that unusualness began to fester and had begun to slowly creep upon her. It would not go away, and it wouldn't until she'd see her mother with her own eyes.)
Location: Fifth Story, Abandoned Building, Somewhere in Eastern Hosu, West of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 8, 20XX
"It's a combination between the two, actually," Haru explained, smiling at her beloved. "You remember when I mentioned the healing trait in my family? Just add that and mix it with the blood use of your Quirk, and that is Hisoka's Quirk."
It was true. The healing trait was a dominant factor in the Matsushita family - appearing in each generation in some form or another. It mixes with the other parent's Quirk to make a new one within the child(ren)'s Quirk(s). It only depended on how the healing worked, factoring in who the parents were and their Quirks. Such as, her great-grandmother on her mother's side had healing spit and her great-aunt had something similar to healing acid - the Quirk would overheal to the point where it hurt the injured.
"Hn." Chizome nodded, side glancing the woman, one ear listening as she went about the young girl, before looking at the scattered papers - pictures of well-known Pro Heroes and Heroines - with maps and words scribbled all over. Red eyes roamed from one spot to the next, pupils dilating as he decided who his next example would become. The Hero Killer decided that he would kill this one, knowing it was one step away from the world his own eyes wanted to view. The woman stopped, coming up beside him when she saw the grin take over his face.
"You've found your next target, I take it?"
He wrapped his arms around her, lowering his head onto her shoulder. "Yes," he said, voice lowering into a hiss. "Mine," he growled as he held her closer, arms tightening around her waist.
The clinical doctor nodded. "Of course." She wrapped her arms around him, eyelids lowering to a half-lid. "I'm yours."
His daughter - only his no matter what the others said - she was his blood and flesh so that made her his. He had watched in silence at the images and videos the woman had, drinking in the sight as the young girl grew slowly into a young lady (and she did gain much more from him than previously thought - the stories Haru told him of the Villain Alliance attacking the school that one day proved she had inherited it), as she went off on her own to become a Hero.
She was taught well, though, and he knew (he truly hoped he was right) she would grow to be the ideal Hero. She would not fall into what today's society dictated the Hero mold to be. And he would teach her more. He would make sure of that.
Ah, his child was growing up quickly.
He was sure she would slowly succumb to it just as the rest of his family had – each and every one of them had not been able to escape it, even him - and the thought only made a dark smirk appear. It was nothing too strange. That feeling she was sure to feel would appear more after the first time and she would only quicken the process, yet how she fell into it would depend on her. It would be different from him, Chizome knew, as she was sure to use it to protect rather than kill like he has.
Soon.
Until then, his child would stay just that: his child. His to care for, his to train, his to mold, his to play with, and his to protect.
He tightened his hold on the woman who birthed the very girl.
His...
Location: Unknown
Dangerous.
Everything was wrong.
She tried to, really, she had! Yet why could it not help? Just inky darkness all around her. She called again.
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
"Wake up!"
What was happening?
"You will be scattered-"
So much red... Nothing but red.
"DON'T GO!"
She couldn't see, couldn't feel...
(So weak. Something was wrong with them... They felt tired.) Something was happening. "Ehehehehe. You won't be able to move at all when I'm around, girly."
(It was dripping all around her... Red. It would drown her if it could right then and there. So much red!) Everything would change back.
Then, she fell.
She sank into the red - taking everything with her.
She called for help...
Red.
No! They had to run! They wouldn't be able to take them! (Move... MoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMove! Move! They couldn't have her!)
But no one came.
A bright light - something grabbed onto her - and she knew no more.
Location: Kitchen, Hisoka's and Fumikage's Apartment, Third Floor, Sunrise Apartments, Eastern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 13, 20XX
"Your making cookies again," Fumi commented, observing the girl patter around the small kitchen. Lifting his head, he took a deep breath. He could smell their aromatic fragrance overpowering every other scent that lingered in the apartment. Its scrumptious fragrance pervaded the air - the hints of fresh chocolate, that sugary dough, and the soft hint of that rich buttery aroma. That smell alone made his mouth water, making him think about the gooey chocolate melting on his tongue.
While the apple flavored treats were something he'd always favor, classic chocolate chip cookies were nice to have once in a blue moon.
He watched her take another batch - the fourth and final one if he counted correctly - out of the oven and let the cookies rest for a few moments before setting her final batch into the hot oven before closing it. Fumikage stared at the cookies that sat on the plate, the only ones finished cooling. It was so very tempting to just simply grab and let himself indulge on them (he knew he would get fat one day from all this snacking) or merely inhale the gorgeous scent it emanated from its baked, warm depths.
It teased him so much. The scent lingering, inviting.
But he knew better than to set foot inside Hisoka's domain. Just the knowing glance over her shoulder was a key sign to not to. Red eyes watched her every move, fluid hand movements that could only be achieved from years of cooking (and that was the only fact) set the baked goods on a cooling rack. Hisoka then stretched her arms, letting out a satisfying moan.
"Are you okay?" He asked, the girl finally getting a moment's time.
She shrugged, gathering the dirty dishes and began to stack them in the sink to be clean later that day. "I'm fine."
Fumi gave her a look over, his eyes narrowing before they went cross-eyed, staring at the offering a pale hand was giving him. He'd accept it for now, (just the one, though, as he did not want to spoil his breakfast) and made his way back to his room with a yawn. It was too early to make anything, in his opinion, but if it calmed a stressed Hisoka, then it did not matter.
For now, sleep was his first priority and the clock in the living room showed just how early it was - 3:50 a.m. blinking mockingly - and it was only Saturday. He wanted at least to be well rested for when Tsuyu came over later that day
Location: Front of Hisoka's and Fumikage's Apartment, Third Floor, Sunrise Apartments, Eastern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 13, 20XX
Tsuyu looked at the bag of cookies the girl before her held out, taking them gently. She offered a smile as she said, "Thank you, Hisoka. They look really good." Hisoka returned with a small smile, and it showed how much she cared for the other girl. It made Tsuyu's chest warm up as she placed the bag of cookies in her bag. Oh, she could see the tiredness in those brown eyes and had received a mouthing of 'nightmare' after she had given a questioning look to the childhood friend when Hisoka had looked away.
They could have rescheduled for another day but from what she learned about Hisoka, she wouldn't allow it. The girl had not wanted to be a burden to anyone. How she got that, Tsuyu could not guess, so she let it be with Hisoka being Hisoka. Though, it looked like she would be keeping an extra eye on the girl, just to be sure. They were friends after all.
"Shall we go?" Hisoka asked, readjusting her brown shoulder bag over her off-the-shoulder mint sweater that had been worn over a dark blue shirt with dark grey leggings and a pair of slip-on shoes.
Tsuyu nodded, "Yes."
"Be safe," Fumi said to them, waving as they walked away. "And have a good time!"
"Un," she nodded before Hisoka lead the other girl out of the apartment building and were on their way.
Location: Wookies - Kiyashi Ward Shopping Mall, Eastern Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 13, 20XX
Hisoka followed Tsuyu as she pulled her from store to store with a tired smile, happy with one of the first outings with someone other than Fumi. Don't get her wrong, she loved spending time with Fumi, but the boy had never had been into clothing or fashion and while she hadn't either (just give her a solid color shirt and some shorts and she would be happy), she still found her time shopping with Tsuyu quite enjoyable. She loved watching as her eyes lit up every time she found something that caught her eye - it was anything and everything. Hisoka could not help but share in the other girl's excitement, not caring that she had almost no idea as to why this clothing or that clothing was so special.
She had even gotten something for her siblings. That reminded Hisoka to get that new gothic key chain Fumi had been eyeing for some time now. He was sure to be happy with his gift.
It must have been hours since they started shopping, but it only felt like a few minutes had gone by. She lost herself with Tsuyu as company and she would not have wanted it any other way. It was fun spending time with friends, and Hisoka wanted to experience it more, so she was sure the other would not mind more outings in the future. It started to get late though, and the shops would close soon so it was decided that they'd browse one more store before they went back home.
Tsuyu pointed to the little shop in the corner, grabbing the pale girl's hand as she pulled her in, carrying the few bags they had filled with clothing and small knick-knacks in their arms. Hisoka followed to where Tsuyu excitedly hurried to the skirts in the back. She remembered Tsuyu mentioning about getting a few new skirts as she had outgrown some old ones, before they had arrived. The person behind the counter had their earphones in and their magazine open, either not caring if you were there or had not realized their entrance.
It had not mattered when Tsuyu had asked about her opinion on each skirt she pulled from the rack - alternating between different colors yet each was as long or longer than knee-length.
"You look better in the green one," Hisoka remarked, pointing to the wavy green skirt in Tsuyu's right hand.
The green-haired girl lifted a striped one next, setting the green one down in a small pile of maybes. "What about the brown and blue one?" Hisoka tilted her head, frowning a bit before giving a nod, blinking owlishly when something soft was shoved in her face. "Here, try this on."
It was a black lolita dress with white bows and trimming when Hisoka grabbed it, pulling it away to get a better look. She was then turned around and pushed lightly on the back to the long dressing room in the back of the store. Tsuyu smiled, blocking the only way out, so Hisoka shrugged and pulled the thin curtain to the side and walked in, securing it closed behind her. The room was a lot larger than Hisoka thought seeing as the shop wasn't very big to begin with.
Changing into it, she absently wondered if Tsuyu liked these types of clothes as well, before glancing at the full-length mirror leaning against the back wall. She did not look bad but...
Poking her head out, black eyes stared at her patiently. "Come on out, I won't bite," Tsuyu said, her lips quirking up a bit. "Much."
Hisoka snorted, rolling her eyes as she opened the curtain and stepped out. "What do you think?" Only to blink when a white flash blinded her. Hisoka groaned, eyes scrunching shut as she heard an apology from the other girl. Rubbing her eyes, she waited until the blinding spots cleared from her vision and stared at the phone in Tsuyu's hands.
"I didn't think I had the flash on, sorry," she said, "I couldn't help but take a picture. You are quite cute, after all." Her grin brightened when she saw Hisoka blush, crossing her arms as she grumbled something incoherent. Tsuyu just took more pictures.
Hisoka pouted, looking away. She turned her back on the other as she continued to hear the sound of clicking. Tsuyu never saw the small smile Hisoka had, happy to just spend time with her friend.
Author's Note: Thought to do something a bit before the big action and we've hit 100 followers and that makes me so happy! Thank you for supporting the development of this story. You all don't know how much that (or the work my betas do) means to me. I hope you'll all stick with me in the future continuing to support this story and myself.
Thank you.
Now, the pairing poll was going to be put up for a few more chapters but I don't think that's actually necessary. Cause, ya know, you all want Hisoka to be with someone. And she will - cause I would like to see her with someone as well. Now, you'll just have to convince me who should Hisoka be with. ^^
And Vedahzii as suggested that I should do draw something for the pairing. Anyone want that as well?