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:
Orihime-San- That's very nice of you to say. I hope I did not keep you waiting for too long. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
AubreyKuwata- Yeah, both of them fought each other and no, there'll be no straitjacket. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Prince- Yup! Yup~! Yes, I notice your puns, my kohai. It was very punny. I am glad we could exchange these pun-iful puns thought I think others nomu like this. Heh. Poor Hisoka, it won't be stabbing or loss of blood that'll kill her, it might be lecturing that does. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Setsuna-Ryu13- I'd say it has to do with her mind, not her Quirk. Sorry. And don't worry, I'll continue this story until I've caught up with the manga. I usually write weekly unless I say otherwise, or something comes up which I try and say something to you all. ^^ But yeah, some really good stories I really like haven't updated in months and even years (while it's sad it happens). Oh my, I cannot wait to watch the anime (I know the first episode is already out but I'm waiting a few weeks to binge watch them!) Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Vedahzii- What happens, happens, unfortunately (well, in this case, I could make things go anyway I want but it's the principal behind I guess) but things will get better (for a few) before anything super serious like this will happen so Hisoka will have some breathers. She'll recover eventually and yes, you aren't the only one who wants to hug her. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Chapter 22
To The Hospital
Location: Room 305, Third Floor, Hosu's General Hospital, Northern Hosu, West of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 18, 20XX
Hisoka wondered if the doctor or the nurse was wrong in the head here. It's not that she minded really, and her male classmates had never been mean to her, but why was she being roomed with them?
Wasn't it a rule to have males and females in separate rooms?
It mattered not in the end.
Still, it made Hisoka wonder.
Eh.
Sigh...
"Everything okay, Hisoka?" Todoroki-san asked (and she still kept on wondering what prompted the boy to call her by her first name) for the nth time. The boys seemed to worry about her - a tad too much in her opinion - keeping a close eye on her after they had all woken up. Their bruises and cuts had been looked at and taken care of; they were all in hospital gowns and wearing bandages. They would all heal fine and were warned, especially Hisoka, to not use their Quirks for the next few days. They would be staying at Hosu's General Hospital for the rest of the week as well.
"I'm fine," she responded leaning back in the fourth bed, the closest one to the window and on the left side of the room. She shared the side with Iida-san. She looked back out the window, watching and half-listening to the conversation between the boys.
"After being shown an end like that, I've come to think that it's a miracle we're still alive," Midoriya-san said, a hand on his bandaged leg. "Looking at my leg, I think if he'd wanted to kill me... he probably could have."
Indeed.
"Yep, no doubt about it: he let us live," Todoroki-san agreed, glancing down at his arm before turning to stare at the bespectacled male. "Although… Dude, you were faced with such intense bloodlust, and yet you fought him like it wasn't even phasing you. Pretty kickass. Shit. We were supposed to be rescuing Iida and Native, and yet you ended up rescuing all of us."
"No... I'm..." Iida-san lowered his head, glancing at Hisoka. "I honestly think if Hisoka hadn't come when she did then things would have played out very differently. He received a side glance from the silent girl. The other two looked at the girl then, brown eyes staring back at them as Hisoka had fully turned her head.
She hadn't done as much as they thought she had done...
When she opened her mouth, the sound of a door opening caught their attention, and three people entered. "Oooh, so the hurt lockers all already awake," Gran Torino-san said, (Hisoka had learned his name from Midoriya-san earlier that morning) but Hisoka's attention was not on him, rather Manual and the taller, black suit wearing man behind them.
"Manual-san..." Hisoka mumbled, catching the relieved look he gave upon seeing her. She looked down. It crushed her, making the man worry as much as Iida-san had told her. He stayed near the door.
"Unbelievable..." Gran Torino-san walked over to his change. "I want to gamble my heart out, but... well..." He sighed.
"Ah... Uh, sir?" Midoriya-san stumbled over his words, moving to stand that made Todoroki-san and Iida-san move to do so as well.
Gran Torino-san held up a hand. "Before that, you have a visitor." He moved to gesture to the dog-headed man. "The Chief of the Hosu Police Precinct, Tsuragamae Kenji-san."
"Tsuragamae..." Midoriya-san frowned for a moment before his eyes bulged, "Chief Tsuragamae!?"
"Don't worry, you can remain seated," Tsuragamae-san stated, raising a hand. "I know you had it quite ruff!"
Heh... A dog-pun made by a dog-headed man.
Midoriya-san stayed seated, Iida-san and Todoroki-san did not sit back down, and Hisoka just sat up straighter.
"So, you're the ones who put a stop to the Hero Killer! You're U.A. kids alright," Tsuragamae-san said. "Actually, in regards to the Hero Killer... He sustained several burns, cuts, bone fractures, and other serious injuries, and is presently undergoing treatment for them."
(Why did Hisoka feel relieved when she heard that? Had she finally lost her mind?)
Iida-san started to sweat while Todoroki-san sternly looked at the officer, not liking the direction this was going. Hisoka didn't either. Tsuragamae-san linked his hands behind his back as he looked at all of them. "Since the dawning of the phenomenon... The Police have emphasized leadership and protocol and made it a point not to wield the Quirks of individuals as weapons. So, then Heroes rose up to fill that gap, becoming a profession of equal validity.
Hisoka looked at her hands. She had not harmed Stain with her Quirk, though, but she was trying to stop him. (If it made her kill or even killed her in the process, she would have done whatever she could do to stop the madness that the Hero Killer brought.)
"Of course, such individual weaponization... is a force that can cause injury very easily. So, the reason that the public can fully recognize such a prospect that, normally, would face censure... Is because their forebears adhered strictly to rules and morals."
She felt a pang in her chest, her hands clenching tightly. Why was she feeling this?
"ON THE OTHER PAW," Tsuragamae-san continued and Hisoka looked back up at him. "Those who aren't qualified yet might harm others through the use of their Quirks without the direction of their guardians or supervisors. Even if their opponent were, say, the Hero Killer himself. This is nevertheless a top caliber violation of the rules! You four pups and the pro heroes that were there, you all must be handed down an adequate and impartial punishment."
"Wait, hold on sir," Todoroki-san demanded.
"Todoroki..." Iida-san warned.
Todoroki-san declared, his voice slowly rising, "If Iida hadn't moved in on him, then Mr. Native would've gotten killed. And if either Midoriya or Hisoka hadn't arrived, all of us could be very well dead! At that time, nobody had noticed the Hero Killer's appearance yet, sir." He took a step forward while Midoriya-san was desperately trying to calm him down... "So, are you saying we should have followed the rules and let everyone die!? So, if the end results turn out all right you think we should just fudge the rules, is that it? Saving... Saving people is what Heroes do! It's their job!"
"Good grief..." Tsuragamae-san sighed and shook his head. "This is why they call you 'eggs' ... Your education at U.A. – and from Endeavour – is hatching well."
Todoroki-san noticeably flinched at the use of his father's name.
"You damn mutt…" Todoroki growled, stepping forward again only to be held back by Iida-san and Gran Torino-san.
"Wait!" Iida-san had grabbed Todoroki-san by the arm to stop him.
Gran Torino-san stepped between them and raised a hand in front of him, giving the taller boy a look. "Listen to what else he has to say."
"He has a point," Hisoka muttered.
The chief cleared his throat, rubbing his dog nose. "Well, that was my opinion as a police officer, as for the rest of what I have to say... Well, at the end of the day, punishment or what have you is only meted upon official disclosure." The man looked at them all, his big brown dog eyes analyzing them each in turn. "A public announcement would invite the praise and admiration of the people for you, but it would also necessitate punishment. If, however, I were to fail to go public with the true dirt of this affair, then it could be concluded that the Hero Killer's burns were sustained from Endeavor and backup that version of events. Fortunately, the number of witnesses were very extremely limited. What I'm saying is, that we can bury your violation like a bone in the yard."
Midoriya-san stared at the chief with wide eyes and looked to the others who were also staring, some with mouths slightly open. Hisoka's gaze was unreadable, brown eyes iced over since the first mention of him. He was really worried and rightly so.
"However," Tsuragamae-san continued, and Midoriya-san looked back up at him. "This means no one can ever know of your dogged decisions and fetching feats! So, which will it be?! Personally... I really don't want anyone barking at you for such a glorious 'misstep', especially since you youngsters still have a promising road ahead of you!" He gave them a thumbs up.
"At any rate, we need to take responsibility for our negligence as supervisors..." Manual said with a sigh, and Iida bowed to him.
"I'm so sorry sir..." Iida-san apologized to his mentor, but Manual laughed and shook his head, bobbing him lightly on the head.
"All right! You caused other people a heap of trouble, so if you understand, don't do it again!" The Hero said with a grin. "And you Hisoka," he started, walking up to her.
She bowed her head. "I'm sorry for making you worry, sir." She felt hands on her shoulders, causing her to look up to relieved, worried, but overall happy black eyes.
"That you did, young lady, but I'm just glad you are here now, unharmed." Her eyes widened when he had hugged her, back stiffening. "If you ever need an ear or someone to talk to, I'm just a phone call away. You don't know how relieved I am to have you back."
"Ah..." Hisoka closed her eyes, forcefully making sure tears would not fall. She gave him a small smile when he pulled back.
Midoriya-san smiled at the scene before looking up at the chief of police, bowing his head to him. "Thank you, sir." The others looked at him and all bowed their heads too.
"Through the cheats of grown-ups, the calls of praise you should have received are no more... But at the very least..." The chief got their attention as they straightened up and watched as he now bowed to them. "I, as a fellow human who keeps the peace... Give you my thanks. But now, I have other matters to discuss with Miss. Matsushita."
Hisoka nodded at his look, standing up and passing the varying aged males around her as she followed after the chief out of the room to somewhere more private. She glanced at the worried looks she got as the other adults followed.
It wasn't an hour later when Hisoka came back, closing the door silently behind her. The boys' conversation grew silent upon her arrival.
"Is everything okay, Matsushita?" Iida-san was the first to ask, watching her walk back to her bed. She shrugged, staring out the window. The silence grew awkward after that; the boys exchanged a glance.
"If... If you don't mind me asking, wh-what did Chief Tsuragamae have to talk to you about?" Midoriya-san asked slowly, stuttering as he tried to find the words to try to not sound too... rude? Noisy? He couldn't find the right word to describe it.
"My mom," Hisoka said, voice blunt after a moment of quiet. "She's not well... It's been decided that she's going to be put in a mental ward."
"Oh... Do you know where?"
Hisoka shook her head. "That's the only thing that's not been decided yet."
The silence grew only more awkward until Todoroki decided to ask what was on the other two's minds - what they had spoken about while the other had been out of the room. "Hisoka... Did Stain really mean what he said when you fought him?"
"You shouldn't be here," Stain growled, readying his katana. "You've been a naughty, naughty child, daughter."
Hisoka turned her head and stared right into his eyes. "It's true. I am his biological daughter." Brown eyes gazed at each boy - Todoroki-san was frowning while Midoriya-san looked worried - and when they landed on Iida-san's quiet form, she muttered an apology.
"Why?"
"For what he did to your brother."
The light reflecting off his glasses made it hard to see what his eyes were expressing. "It's not your fault," he said. "I don't blame you at all. You are not him. You are you."
But...
"Yeah!" Midoriya-san agreed. "You can't compare yourself to him!"
"You may not control all the events that have happened to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them," Todoroki-san added.
She gave them a soft, watery smile. "Thank you."
...what if she was?
Location: Unknown
Pain and weightlessness.
Hisoka tapped on his shoulder. "Sir..."
Fleeting lights. Panic spreads through her veins, cold as ice but burning nonetheless.
Sounds, whispers, and rustles.
Light on a blade. Death on a blade.
"...Mother- she... Over there."
A slash.
Screams.
I'm sorry... (Would she ever forgive me?) I'm sorry... I'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorry-
STOP IT! JUST STOP!
No. HAH!
I'm sorry...
"What's- happened to her?"
"Your father... My daughter." (Madness- It felt like it was never going to end. It was unsure, but could one outrun this? Some have said you cannot outrun insanity; it was like your own shadow. It was always there - a constant companion beside them. Mocking-) Agony. Sadness. Tears of red were flooding from her. Drowning into sinking beneath them, she tried to reach out to stop it.
Panic spreads through her veins, cold as ice and burning anything and everything. Her brittle resolve shattered. Her heartbeat quickened and breathing wheezed and she could feel her throat close, she- (Why couldn't she escape all of this? She just wanted to get away from it all...) "I just want you two to get along."
"..."
"Oh..."
Nothing.
"Yes, I understand..." (Move... MoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMove!)
Everything drowned. Dangerous. So much red then. Everything was wrong.
Darkness.
Crack...
Location: Rooftop, Hosu's General Hospital, Northern Hosu, West of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 18, 20XX
"Hisoka," came his soft tone through the receiver.
"...I know who my... dad is."
"..."
"He's been arrested."
"...Did he hurt you?"
"Ah..."
"Where are you?"
"Hosu's General Hospital. I'm fine."
"..."
"I was worried. Tsuyu too."
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make either of you worried."
"I know. I know..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"You're crying."
"Mom won't be around... She won't be around for a while..."
"I see..."
"Fumi..."
"Everything will be okay."
"Ah..."
She truly hoped he was right.
Location: Room 305, Third Floor, Hosu's General Hospital, Northern Hosu, West of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 20, 20XX
Brown eyes stared up at the white ceiling, the room dark.
Hisoka had a lot of time to think...
She didn't like being admitted to the hospital, but she felt like she had (unfortunately and unwillingly) and she didn't want to get used to the feeling of being in a recovery-esque room again. She was past her childhood - passed the sickness she had when she was young - passed the cautious drawbacks she first had with her Quirk, however, after the fight everyone had, it was not surprising that she wasn't in one. But she didn't mind the spare time, having only her mind to keep her busy while her classmates (was she even able to call them her friends?) were resting, though was a blessing, could sometimes also be a curse. She could overthink things when she had only her mind to talk to. That could lead her to go to a dark place in her mind she never liked.
Even after that battle and, yeah, it stung that they were not going to have any recognition for defeating and capturing Stain though they did break the law even if it was done for a valiant cause, there wasn't much that could be done about that but she was glad that they were getting off pretty much scott free. Recently, she had heard some nurses gossiping in the hallways about a video someone had made about Stain and his background. There was no mention of her mother. No mention of her. But it still made her nervous about how much information they had and just how accurate the video was when she had watched it.
And it had not surprised her that people supported Stain in his ideology but at the same time... it made her wonder as well.
There were a few Heroes that Hisoka looked up to, (and while she did not want to be like All Might she looked up to him in a sense), but there were also Heroes like Endeavor. A Hero that could be a good person but became a Hero for whatever selfish motives they had - driven by fame, spite, and/or even money. She did not hate them, per say, but it didn't sit well with her that their motives for helping people were not simply to help but to gain a certain incentive for their work. (Not everyone who wanted to be a Hero for money was bad, though, her mind reminded her about hearing Uraraka-san's reason from Midoriya-san.) It made sense, though, that Heroes were paid. It was like a day job to pay bills.
It's just the fact that some weren't sincere about wanting to help; they only did it because that was what they were paid to do.
Hisoka understood Stain's hate and his admiration to All Might - for all the things he'd done and to what length he was willing to go to - she had remembered their talks (his 'trying-to-bond-with-my-daughter-moments') and her mother's stories of their past but to be comparing Heroes to one another... It was so easy to do, and it only led to conflict - it was impossible to avoid. She guessed that this had been a been a major factor in what turned Stain into what he was. For his hate of the so called 'fake heroes' that were appearing more often, becoming a more common thing in society as the Hero business continued to grow. But to go as far as he was willing to and what he had done to make his ideal a reality, she couldn't agree with it.
Wouldn't...
(She could though. It was so easy to do it. She had seen that board, all the Heroes on it...)
It made her heart hurt to see all those Heroes that man had taken down - to never be able to be a Hero anymore due to the excessive damage and Stain had been the one who had taken that away. He had even gone after one of the most law adhering, level-headed people she could think of and made him sink into the depths of revenge.
Hisoka lifted her hand and stared at it. Visions of red flashed before them, slipping between the cracks, hitting her in the face - drowning her. She shook her head, chasing away the vision.
It terrified Hisoka deeply, if she was being honest, that there were people who sincerely believed in Stain's ideal. People that would take his torch and continue in his place. (She felt like he wanted her to. That she would be the one to turn and light the way for those who followed him, letting them see her in his stead. The thought of turning out like him haunted her.) But she wanted to believe that there would be someone who would stand and stop them before things went too far.
It was also hard for her to classify Stain as a Villain and just as hard to call him anything but.
Sure, he harmed and killed people and broke the law, but he had done it because he believed that what he was doing would help make a better society. And it had been him who had saved her from the flying Nomu, not a Hero. Stain. But he had done it for his own reasons - whatever he had decided on Hisoka couldn't decipher which one it was. But she'd be dead if not for him. She could have been dead by his own hands though. There had been numerous opportunities during the fight where he could have killed her - to cut her up and be on his merry way.
She shuddered, a hand rubbing the bandaged area on her upper arm. A cut for the sole purpose of drawing blood and stopping her, not sliced in half with the intent to kill her. (And that side of her who was just as willing to do it to him...) It amazed her more that the boys were able to survive - especially Iida-san as all the killing intent was placed on him.
She shifted around in her bed as silently as she could, sighing as she stretched a bit of her sore body and took a look at her roommates. She saw Todoroki-san sleeping silently like a block of ice, Iida-san was laying as straight as a ruler, his casted arms on top of his chest, and Midoriya-san was shaking his head no to something in his dreams. But they all were sleeping restlessly in bed. She hoped they wouldn't relive the nightmare. She wouldn't blame their restlessness, though. After all, she was thinking about what had transpired.
At least they were able to fall asleep...
She felt like even though this was the end of the Hero Killer: Stain, it only opened to something bigger than she could imagine. And the uncertainty of the future was what scared her the most, but she wouldn't - she couldn't - allow that fear to take over. She would face and overcome whatever challenges that may come at her - with or without her friends.
She would get through this.
She had to.
Location: Third Floor, Tokyo Metropolitan Matsuzawa Hospital, Kamikitazawa, Setagaya Ward, Eastern Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 20, 20XX
Sunlight spilled into the light-colored room from the barred window, a woman sat on the bed as she smiled, humming happily which echoed in the otherwise quiet ward she was in.
Author's Note: Look! Look! My story had joined some communities! Yaaaa! And one more review until it reaches 100 reviews! So wonderful! Boo yeah! Anyway, I think this Arc is coming to a wonderful bitter-sweet end, don't you? I do.
Has anyone seen the new season?
I haven't. Imma wait a few weeks and watch it all in one go! Though I did see the OP and ending on YouTube! They're really cool. Now then, nighty night!
Image Time again! I've made another cute picture! (Take out the spaces and the link should work.)
Link: nightmarezanez._deviantart._com/_art/_Hisoka-Matsushita-Shrine-Maiden-738368571