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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AubreyKuwata- Well, yeah, you are supposed to feel like that. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Prince- Well, some people are just like that. Even if people are their friends they'll still wonder if they truly friends or not/if they even want to be friends with them. Hisoka's like that from time to time (hell, even I'm like that!) - she won't be like that forever, though. Hugs all around! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Vedahzii- Everything will get better. ^^ Some love will be given to her and I am sure Hisoka will love the love given to her. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Chapter 23
To Race
Location: Car, Nearing Hisoka's and Fumikage's Apartment, Third Floor, Sunrise Apartments, Eastern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 21, 20XX
Hisoka was glad that they had all been released from the hospital, sometime mid-morning, though it saddened her when she and Iida-san had to part ways from the Hosu Hero Office. While she had spent little time there, Hisoka felt like she had at least learned something, feeling a bit wiser than she had been before when Aizawa-sensei dropped them off at the station.
Todoroki-san had been nice to them, enough so where he had forced them to let him give them a ride home. Hisoka would not have minded if she had to take the train back but Todoroki-san was rather persistent. So off they were inside Todoroki-san's car, the driver an elderly man with green hair and bright yellow eyes who went by Tanaka-san. He seemed friendly enough. Hisoka was second on the list, Iida-san being the nearest out of the four. Todoroki-san also wanted their numbers, insistent that friends did that type of thing. Hisoka gave hers over without a fuss. Huh... She scrolled pass her slowly growing list of... friends. The word created a warm bubbly feeling inside her chest. (She hoped it was a good feeling - one that stayed for a while...)
The car ride also made Hisoka think, looking out the window as the scenery passed by as the boys talked amongst each other about what the other's internships could have been (she was curious about how Fumi's and Tsuyu's had gone - the latter had called her back (more like yelled at her hours before her release) and they would be talking when they saw each other, a promise Tsuyu was going to follow through with even if she had to bound Hisoka to a chair - her exact words), on what the future could be. On what would be happening to her home. There were quite a few things that had to be done.
First was to call Fumi's parents and explain. She wasn't looking forward to that - not one bit. How was she going to explain this? 'Hi! Sorry but my mom was always in love with a Villain that killed people who didn't fit into his vision, and now she's in a mental hospital while my dad's in jail - who also kidnapped me with my mom's help. Oh, I hope you don't mind but could you close up the clinic on your way out and make sure the house is locked down. Thanks!'
Yeah...
That would not go well. Not at all.
Well, she was going to have to ask them that, anyway. And they would want to know where her mother was... (Who knew how long she would be staying there...) She had only learned not long ago where she was too. Hisoka was nervous, to say the least. She pushed those thoughts away for another time. Now there was the matter of what was going to happen to the house and the clinic.
With how things were looking, selling was a possibility but not one she was willing to do at the time. Knowing Fumi's parents, they would make her stay with them (seeing as they thought of her as their own child and she really didn't want to return there...) Auntie could possibly take over the clinic for the time being, her mother did train her, and she was actually employed there as well. There was also the choice of renting the place.
The future was unknown, filled with so many possibilities, and Hisoka was worried... Excited... Sad... Angry... She felt so many things moving on. But she only had to take one step at a time. She would get through this.
Hopefully with her sanity still intact.
Location: Living Room, Hisoka's and Fumikage's Apartment, Third Floor, Sunrise Apartments, Eastern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 21, 20XX
Fumi sighed as he stared at the front door, the sounds of crickets chirping into the night, before he unlocked and opened the door knowing his roommate and childhood friend would be inside. While he had been surprised when he had received a message from both Midoriya and Todoroki, of all people, telling him that Hisoka arrived home safely (there was an underlying message in there - something more had happened that they weren't saying but he got enough to know Hisoka was not in the right mind. She may say it but he knew otherwise.), he was grateful to hear it.
Just like now.
There was no light on inside their apartment except from a phone clutched in the curled form on the couch, soft blue lighting up her blank face. He could see the red around her eyes and the movement of fingers sliding across the screen, blank eyes staring into it. Closing the door, taking off his shoes, and setting his bag by the front door, Fumikage walked to stand in front of Hisoka's prone form. She ignored him. He sighed, clasping his hands gently around hers, easily taking the phone from her. Catching what she was looking at, he turned it off and sat it on the table beside them before he stared into brown eyes and at messy black hair. Fumi sat beside her, taking his hand in hers as they sat in silence.
They stayed like that for a while.
"Fumi..." She croaked, head slowly turned to look at him. He had never seen her like this before. Her loose shoulders shook, her hands hanging low, making no attempt to conceal or even wipe away the slow appearing tears. Even in the dark, she looked so grey and her hair was disheveled.
He said nothing, turning and reaching out to her and hugged Hisoka tightly, his arms strong and tight as shields, a hug so warm yet so different than a motherly embrace. He felt her stiffen; he only held her tighter as he moved their bodies and he felt arms wrap around him, clutching the back of his shirt. She rested her head into the crook of his shoulder and neck, slowly growing limp. As she did, he lifted a hand to stroke her hair as he whispered that everything would be okay.
The pain that flowed from her was as palpable as the frigid fall wind, heaving waves of a new disturbing reality that has arrived uninvited, and he could only offer what he could. They would get through this. He would be there by her side no matter what.
Nothing would change that.
Location: Class 1-A, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 22, 20XX
It was Monday, a new week to start things off, and Hisoka felt so very tired. Brown eyes had bags under them for everyone to see. She had arrived as some of the first ones there, Fumi right behind her, opening the door to see the usual early arrivers - Ojiro-san and Yaoyorozu-san were in the front chatting with Hagakure-san, the invisible girl widely explaining something, arms waving quickly. Hisoka saw Iida-san and Todoroki-san talking in the back of the room.
She smiled slightly, even then it was minuscule for the rest to see, when they looked up. Closing the door behind them, Fumi and her parted ways (with a quick whisper from him, he made his way to the front). Never seeing the grateful nod he gave them, she made her way over to greet them after stopping to set her and her childhood friend's bags on their respective desks.
"Good morning..." She said tiredly to them, so very happy when she saw their injuries were much better.
"Matsushita, you look like a mess," Iida-san told her with a flat look her way, and she blushed.
"Really?" She patted her head with a frown before moving on to pat the rest of herself down as Todoroki-san stood up and reached his arms over to her.
"Just hold still..."
Hisoka looked up, eyes widening. Danger... Dangerous. Run! Get away! The man behind the hand grinned madly at her. She blinked; her body had moved away from Todoroki-san's touch and into another's hold.
"I'll take care of her boys, ribbit," they said behind her. Hisoka looked over her shoulder into black eyes. She felt herself relax. Safe. Warm. Stay. Stay...
She mumbled, "Tsuyu..." She looked over her shoulder into black eyes. Why did it fill her with so much warmth seeing them again? And something fluttered around in her stomach... Strange.
Todoroki-san frowned, before sitting back down. "Hn."
Iida-san was giving her a strange look too but agreed as she was led away by the Frog Quirk girl hand in hand.
Location: Girl's Bathroom, Near Class 1-A, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 22, 20XX
"Tsuyu," Hisoka said tiredly to the girl's back.
"Quiet," she barked, turning around to give her an angry look. Hisoka's mouth snapped shut, blinking when she felt arms around her shoulders pulling her close to the other girl. "Do you know how worried I was? No call. No text. For days! I thought something had happened, and I was right..."
The brown-eyed girl wrapped her arms around her waist. "Tsuyu..."
"Hush."
"..."
"I don't know what happened - except what was on the news - and I know you might not tell me, but I was so worried."
"I'm sorry..."
"I know."
"I didn't mean to worry you..."
"I know."
"Are you... angry at me?"
"A bit but I know there were outside factors that played a part in it. Just try not to make me worry like that again."
"I'll try..."
"Thank you, Hisoka."
"Un."
Hisoka bit her lip. She was told to not say a word of the truth, by a Chief of Police at that, but what they didn't know... She opened her mouth when the other pulled back to look at her, and she closed her mouth before Tsuyu saw it.
"Let's get you cleaned up, okay?"
Hisoka saw her own reflection in the mirror with surprise, eyes widening at her image and how much of a mess she really looked. So that's why Fumi tried to stop her before they left the apartment. She nodded to Tsuyu who produced a brush from nowhere and began to brush her hair as Hisoka fiddled with her tie.
Location: Class 1-A, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 22, 20XX
There was a little bit of time before class started but they had enough time to make it there. Along the way, Hisoka had asked how Tsuyu's internship went. She had done nothing but training and patrolling, though she was a part of capturing a stowaway from a neighboring country one time.
That was it.
Hisoka smiled as the girl recounted the event, delighted she had a good time, until they made it to Class 1-A's door. Hisoka stood in front of it, hearing the increase in noise. Most likely everyone was there by now and buzzing with one another about what they had done during their internship. Hisoka was going to open the door when she heard Sero-san exclaim, "Dude yeah! The hero killer!"
"…I was worried for you," Yaoyorozu-san said.
"So happy you're alive; no joke, that's the most important thing!" Kirishima-san commented. "They say you got rescued by Endeavour! That's the No. 2 Hero for you!"
They continued to talk on, oblivious to the girl outside the classroom's door as her grip on the handle tightened. The red scarf no one took from her - the one hidden in her room, deep in the belly of her closet. Why had she kept it?
"Hisoka?" Tsuyu questioned, tilting her head.
"-HEREAFTER MULTIPLY, I SHALL PROCEED DOWN THE PATH TOWARDS BEING A HERO ANEW!"
Her grip loosened immediately. "It's fine," she mumbled, opening the door as she pushed those thoughts away.
"Hisoka-chan! Tsuyu-chan!" Ashido-san greeted them instantly, raising a pink hand from her seat.
Hisoka nodded back to her and the class resumed talking to one another as she moved her way back to the duo in the back, now joined by Midoriya-san, while Tsuyu walked to Ashido-san's little group after a pat on her shoulder. Hisoka glanced at the standing Uraraka-san, passing the girl that had an almost threatening aura as if the devil had possessed her. Well, at least her internship proved fruitful.
"Hi-Matsushita-chan!" Midoriya-san called to her; her head turned to him.
Brown eyes squinted. "...Hisoka," she finally said after a moment of silence.
"Huh?"
"You can call me that if you want to." She directed her attention to the other two boys. It really mattered not if they did. It was just a name, after all.
"Oh-I... Um..."
"There's no need to force yourself," Hisoka mumbled, shrugging before glancing at the clock stationed at the far wall of the rectangular-shaped room. "Ah. Class is about to start..."
"Really?!" Iida-san jerked his head to the clock. "It's time for class to begin!" Iida-san announced as he turned to the class, getting back into the usual class representative she knew. "Everyone, please take your seats!"
Location: Front Gate, Outskirts of Playing Ground Gamma, North-East Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 22, 20XX
Four classes with a lunch break between later, they were led to Playing Ground Gamma, a construction site with many densely packed lanes which made it look like a labyrinth, for their Hero class today donned in their Hero Costumes, except for Iida-san's which needed some repairs.
"Hi! For I am here!" All Might greeted his students in his usual position. It was a welcomed sight that Hisoka would take any time. "…is the note I usually do things on, but right, onto Foundational Hero Studies time! It's been a while, boys and girls! In good spirits, I hope?!
"What a lukewarm greeting..." Kirishima-san commented beside her, and Midoriya-san was gazing in awe at his Hero.
"Right on the heels of all your workplace experience, this time we'll mix in an element of play," he said with his usual cheeriness. "It's a Rescue Training race!" All Might let out a booming laugh.
"If it's rescue training, then should it not be carried out at USJ?" Iida-san asked with his hand high in the air.
"No, that place is for disaster relief," All Might said with a finger pointed up in the air. "What was I saying? AH YES! A race! This is Playing Ground Gamma!" He boomed. "Where densely packed lanes make this construction site seem more like a complex labyrinth! Make four groups of five, and we'll do the training one group at a time! When I give the signal, somewhere in the area you will all start simultaneously from outside the limits! This is a competition to see who can come to my aid first! Of course," All Might looked towards Bakugo-san, "Keep the damage of buildings to a minimum!" He said, pointing a finger at him.
"Don't point fingers," Bakugou growled, looking away from All Might with a grumble. The groups were then created; members of Group A were Ashido-san, Iida-san, Midoriya-san, Ojiro-san, and Sero-san.
Group B had Uraraka-san, Fumi, Kirishima-san, Yaoyorozu-san, and Hagakure-san while Hisoka joined Group C with Aoyama-san, Jiro-san, Shoji-san, and Mineta-san. Group D had the rest of the class: Tsuyu, Sato-san, Kaminari-san, Todoroki-san, and Bakugo-san
"Now! Let's start with Group A, take your positions!"
Location: Watching Station, Playing Ground Gamma, North-East Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 22, 20XX
The watching station or simply, 'Watchtower', was set up on top of one of the factory buildings, with a set of bleachers and a giant screen showing where each person was located. Many of them were stretching in preparation.
"Iida hasn't made a complete recovery yet, he should be resting more..." Yaoyorozu-san stated.
Jiro-san commented, glancing at each student on screen, "All the kids with the most maneuverability in the class are in that group."
"Yeah, if you force me to pick, I'd say Midoriya's at a slight disadvantage..."
"Frankly, his true worth hasn't really been pinned down yet." Jiro-san nodded.
"I mean, whenever he tries anything, he receives such grievous wounds... Even Hisoka might have trouble healing them..." At the mention of her name, Hisoka looked over at the two. Yaoyorozu-san, catching it, smiled as she asked, "Do you know the full capabilities of your Quirk?"
"No," she answered, before looking back at the screen from her place between Fumi and Tsuyu.
"I say Sero takes first place," Kirishima-san said with a grin as he sat next to Uraraka and Tsuyu.
"Ahhh... I can see that, but don't forget Ojiro's there, too," Kaminari-san debated, leaning back on his hands.
"I say it'll be Ashido! Her motor reflexes are insane!" Mineta pointed out, nodding with conviction. Well, he was right. She was one of the best at the Quirk Apprehension Test that Aizawa had held at the beginning of the year.
"Deku's dead last," Bakugo stated plainly.
Uraraka then spoke up, "Sure he has that wound handicapping him, but I still feel like it'll be Iida."
Tsuyu agreed with a simple nod.
"Sero-san will win," Hisoka finally said after studying each of them. It seemed everyone had their own bets.
"Is everyone ready?" All Might asked, the screen panning to him holding a button. "Begin!" He shouted, the button pressed and sounded a loud horn. Immediately Midoriya-san, Ashido-san, Sero-san, Iida-san, and Ojiro-san began heading towards All Might.
And Hisoka was right, Sero-san was the winner, although by a hair and had been given a banner wrapped around him reading 'Thank you for saving me!', while Midoriya-san had gotten to All Might last. Then went the second group and the favorite to win was a three-way tie between Fumi (who had won), Uraraka-san, and Yaoyorozu-san. Then there was her group, called up to take positions moments after Group B was finished.
Location: Girl's Changing Room, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 22, 20XX
"Hisoka-chan! You were amazing!" Ashido-san exclaimed, jumping up and down as they changed.
Hagakure-san nodded in agreement, putting on her shirt. "How did you learn to do that?!"
Hisoka shrugged, not really understanding why they were so hyper about it. She had only gotten second - so very close to third - with Shoji-san beating her easily. She just took what she saw in the other two races, studying what could work for her and which path would be best for herself, and applied what she learned to her own use. Not very exciting if Hisoka had anything to say about it.
"Hey, do you hear shouting...?" Ashido-san asked, looking up at the others. Hisoka looked up, and then at the wall that the locker room shared with the boys' locker room. She was a bit confused because she could hear shouting as well, and Jiro-san used her earphone jacks to listen into the wall.
"HEY MAN, MY LITTLE MINETA'S ALREADY A FLAGRANT CRIME IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!" Hisoka blinked owlishly as she heard the loud yells from the other side of the wall through a small hole. "YAOYOROZUS HONKERS! ASHIDO'S FIGURE! HAGAKURE'S FLOATING PANTIES! URARAKA'S BRIGHT BEAUTIFUL BODY! AND CAN'T FORGET ASUI'S SURPRISE TATAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" The mentioned girls were all blushing as they heard the shouts from the wall as Jiro used her jacks to make a surprise attack through the wall.
Right in the eye too.
Ouch...
Hisoka frowned and shared a look with Jiro-san. Why weren't they mentioned? Her frown morphed into a confused look when she heard a crash and bang on the other side. Not partially caring, she decided to leave it.
"Thanks, Kyouka," Hagakure-san thanked her.
"How cowardly! Let's plug it up quickly!" Yaoyorozu-san said with a huff.
"He's not lying..." Hisoka mumbled. When catching their looks that they heard her, she offered, "You're all beautiful, both in body and mind... I see no harm in others appreciating someone's beauty." She sat back on the bench, slipping on her socks and shoes
"But Mineta's a perv!" Hagakure-san said.
"Yeah!" Ashido-san backed her up.
"Mineta-san's been like that since the start of the school year," Hisoka countered, standing as she picked up her jacket before walking out of the changing room.
Location: Class 1-A, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: May 22, 20XX
"Okay everyone, in your seats." Aizawa-sensei had entered the room, a book in his hand. He placed it on the podium in front of the class, opened it, and looked down at it. "Let's see here... Right. Summer break is fast approaching, but of course, it stands to reason none of you have enough leeway to just relax."
"C-could it be..." Kaminari-san clenched his fists tightly, swinging his head around.
"We'll be going to a summer break forest lodge," Aizawa-sensei announced in a bored tone and the class cheered in excitement. Hisoka stared wide eyes, picturing possible summer events with friends before it changed to a frown.
Uraraka grinned brightly.
"Let's give each other dares!" Ashido shouted in happiness.
"THE BATHS!"
"And fireworks, ribbit," Tsuyu added.
"THE BATHS!"
"Summer break means curry...!" Iida-san mumbled with a serious face on, dreamy excitement in his eyes.
"OUTDOOR BATHS!"Mineta-san shouted with vigor.
"The parameters of our activities will probably change in a natural environment," Yaoyorozu-san said with a thought, "Challenging us to choose wisely in any environment, interesting."
"HOT SPRINGS!"
"Food and bed with the whole class!" Uraraka-san exclaimed, standing up with her foot on her desk. "I'm so excited!"
"However," Aizawa-sensei looked at everyone as they all seated themselves again and he sighed out. "Should any of you fall short of a passing grade on the end-of-term test, then you're stuck in school in remedial hell." It was like the devil was behind him.
"LET'S DO OUR BEST EVERYONE!" Kirishima said with a loud yell to the class and they all agreed.
"What a load..." Bakugo-san grumbled, glaring at an empty spot on the wall as he rested a cheek against his fist.
Hisoka just wondered if Villains were going to try and attack them again. She sighed, hanging her head. Ten-to-one that was most likely going to happen. With how the track record was going (and her own luck), she just knew it was going to happen.
Author's Note: I am unsure if anyone has noticed but there's a new summary of the story. I thought I'd finally update it to match the story more with the way it is currently going. What do you think of it? Well, since it's the end of the Arc there will be a two-week break for planning and all that stuff (plus I've got some school work that really needs to get done - and next week in the last week of the term now that I think about it - and now that I this out of the way I can put all my focus on it) and a few other things that need to be done!
So, I will see you all later.
Now then, go give me reviews to nom nom on while you wait two weeks for the next chapter! :3