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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Ninni51- A bloodaholic, huh... And her crazy side having the opposite effect of her Quirk from its intended purposes... Hmmmmm... An interesting proposal... I'll need to think on that. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
mafia king- Eh, everyone has their own preferences. You have yours and I have mine. But you still gave my story a read so that's a plus in my book! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
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Prince- Shipping name! A perfect shipping name~! Yesssss! Actually, you know how the school buses work where there are four seats on the left and rights side and then the two-person seats after that? That's what I was kinda picturing what was happening when I wrote that. And there'll be study groups appearing soon enough~. Wink! Wink! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
OTrizy- Ah~, I'm so glad you love my story! It always makes me happy when you all do. Oh! Do you remember what's the manga called? Could it possibly be Chibi Vampire or Trinity Blood? Hisoka's cookies are very good - from my fantasies and from what everyone else says! Here, have some! -hands you some cookies made by Hisoka personally for you- And I love those dots. They are a wonderful tool! Ehehehehe! ^^ "Are those 'cracks' her mind breaking? Getting darker?" More or less. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Sn- Well, what type of 'insane crazy training' do you want to see? I have got a few ideas but I'm always open to new ideas! I wanna hear what you want to see. Oh, and Hisoka is a fan of the Wild Wild Pussy Cats. ^^ Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Orihime-San- Yeah, zombies! They're here to eat our brains! Hurry and escape before they bite you and turn you into one of them! Hurr- -is bitten and turned into one- Ahhhhh... Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
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Chapter 26
To Some Fluff
Location: U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: June 7, 20XX
Tsuyu makes a good hamburger Hisoka decided as she finished washing her hands, turning off the water from the knob for the skin. After a few paper towels, she left the bathroom and made her way back to the classroom. Lunchtime was almost over. Tsuyu had brought leftovers again - hamburgers seemed to be the most popular one she brought.
Maybe they could cook together sometime...
The thought made her happy for the rest of the journey to her class as she smiled to herself. They could cook something sweet but not spicy - her stomach could not handle things overly spicy though if it had a bit of a kick then she was fine. Hisoka would have to ask. The worst thing Tsuyu could say was no, after all.
Nodding, she resolved to ask the frog-Quirk girl now.
Just as she was making her way up the stairs, she heard a noise and looked up. Like a deer caught in headlights, the next thing she knew she was was that staring up at the ceiling with a pair of just-as-wide black eyes. The pain in her back and the migraine she knew she was going to get were ignored in favor of calling out to the other. "Tsu...yu? Are you okay?"
"Yeah..." The girl answered after a moment of catching her breath. "What about you?"
Hisoka jerked her head slowly and lightly in hopes to not increase her oncoming headache. "Un." Then her eyes widened when she realized their positions - Tsuyu was straddling her with a hand on each side of her head, accidentally pinning her to the ground; Tsuyu's red face was inches from Hisoka's. "Ah... Um..."
Tsuyu blinked slowly, lifting herself off of the girl. "S-Sorry..."
Hisoka sat up, rubbing the back of her head and saw Tsuyu had looked away with her hand outstretched for her to take. Hisoka was confused why the girl looked the other way but shrugged and took it. After getting pulled up, Hisoka looked Tsuyu over to make sure she wasn't hurt before brushing herself off. When Hisoka caught Tsuyu's look, she felt her cheeks grow red and glanced away.
Taking a small breath, her blank look returned before they both headed back to class.
The incident was left unspoken.
Why?
Hisoka didn't understand.
She had some research to do after school.
They crackled, brandishing the knife in the air, "Time to die!"
No!
She raised her arms. All there was Red.
Location: Living Room, Hisoka's and Fumikage's Apartment, Third Floor, Sunrise Apartments, Eastern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: June 10, 20XX
This was a fun, awkward, but fun Saturday.
Everyone was there, laughing and having fun, with each other and the apartment felt so lively. A bit cramped but with so many people around, it made warmth blossom in her chest. Brown eyes lifted from the current problem she had tried to solve only for her eyes to travel from one to the next, a small smile as she studied each of them. Iida-san was leaning over Uraraka-san's shoulder, pointing out where she had gone wrong as she had a befuddled look on her face. Midoriya-san scratched his head, an awkward laugh as he pulled at his collar. The bespectacled boy saw this and leaned from Uraraka-san's side to his side to see if he could help.
Iida-san, who was always ready to help, had changed after their time in the hospital together with Todoroki-san - who had tagged along with their small group and sat on Midoriya-san's side. They all had. Iida-san, while still the class president they all knew and loved, relaxed more, and looked to ask for help, sometimes reluctantly. Todoroki-san, who was staring blankly at his notebook as he worked from one problem to the next (who knew he hated biology), was more open, moving away from the silent ice prince persona she had first dealt with. She even saw him smile more and hang out with his other classmates - mostly Midoriya-san and his group. He talked more too. Midoriya-san still felt the same, but stronger and more mature, but she could see the hardness his eyes took from time to time, a bit calculating as if trying to predict what could happen next when a problem arose.
And Hisoka had begun to notice that they had gotten off her back from the watchful gaze they kept on her when she was nearby and staying nearby.
She still wondered what had gone through their minds.
It wasn't like she was made of glass.
Tsuyu, who smiled at her so bright, was around more and they texted on an almost daily basis now. From strange, random images (she preferred water-based animals, Hisoka noted) at even stranger times to simple 'Good mornings' when she woke up and 'Good nights' before she fell asleep. Fumi was still Fumi and he looked ready to fall asleep from all the English work he had worked on. The overprotective knucklehead who had a heart for the dark things in life. Just take a look at his room and you'd get what she was saying.
And her?
Well...
(Hisoka knew she wasn't right in the head at times... Those dreams that she did remember told her something. She got it from his blood - from his side of the family, from what little she had learned during their time together. She didn't like thinking of him. It made her blood boil and want to cut something up and watch it bleed Red with glee. She pushed those thoughts to the deepest parts of her mind with a tiny mental note for later research.)
Noting the snacks had dwindled down to nothingness, Hisoka stopped working on her current problem within the math workbook - her weakest subject and went to get more. Returning with them and drinks, they were devoured with joy and relish when it was decided a small break was earned.
"Do you guys have any plans next weekend?" Iida-san asked after he thanked her, pushing up his glasses when she nodded and took a sip of her fuzzy juice. "I'm free and I'd like to do this again!"
"I'm busy so I won't be able to come," Todoroki-san mumbled, munching on some chips.
Midoriya-san shook his head. "Not that I know of. If anything changes then I'll let you know, otherwise I'm game."
"Me too!" Uraraka-san said with a grin, raising her arm before swiping a sugar cookie.
"We're free Sunday," Fumi said for the both of them after spearing a look at her and saw that she nodded.
Hisoka added, "I'm busy Saturday but Sunday's good."
"Do you want to have it over here again?"
Each of the teens glanced at each other. "We could have it at my house. Mom and dad won't mind as long as we don't make a mess," Tsuyu offered, tilting her head with a soft 'ribbit' as she tapped her finger against her mouth. "If you don't mind my siblings around, that is." Hisoka wondered if she had already asked.
Fumi nodded, biting into an apple.
"I'd like that," Midoriya-san said, an even bigger smile breaking out on his face.
So, it was agreed. Tsuyu's home it was. (Was it a good thing that Hisoka rather not have the others there? But she was glad they were spending time together with the group. Yet alone time with Tusyu felt better... Did that make her selfish or something?)
Location: Living Room, Hisoka's and Fumikage's Apartment, Third Floor, Sunrise Apartments, Eastern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: June 11, 20XX
Hisoka stared blankly at Fumi's parents, the two staring back at her from within the screen as she and Fumi sat on her left. She gripped his hand under the table. "How is she doing?"
"She was... quiet," Tsuki answered, sighing. There was red around her eyes. Hisoka's heart felt like it cracked just a little bit more. "She listened to us talk mostly but she asked us about you."
"Oh..."
"She was pressing flowers when we visited," Mizuki said, wrapping an arm around his wife's shoulder. "She has a lot of them and seems to really care about them."
Brown eyes widened just a fraction.
"Were you the one who brought them?"
Hisoka nodded.
"They're very pretty."
Hisoka sighed. "Thanks..."
They talked a bit, asking how they were and what they were doing in their classes. The two children shared the good times and what their friends were doing until it was time to end the call.
"We'll call soon, okay?" Mizuki gave them a smile - the very same one that Fumi got.
"Mmmkay," Fumi replied.
With a final wave and a round of 'love you,' the call ended. Hisoka leaned her head against Fumi's shoulder, his hand squeezing hers in support. She felt so tired, closing her eyes.
"Take out?" He asked after a few moments of silence.
Hisoka nodded. "Yeah..."
"Ramen?"
"Sure."
He sighed. "Mmmkay."
"Fumi..."
"Hmmm?"
"Thanks..." She gripped his hand tighter.
He only gripped it back.
Location: Entrance, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: June 16, 20XX
"So much for the ten-percent chance of rain..." Hisoka grumbled tiredly, raindrops falling on her outstretched hand, sliding to the center of it, and forming a small puddle. She flipped her hand and the puddle fell on the wet pavement, making an indistinguishable sound as it splashed like the rest of the raindrops. She sighed as she went back inside the school entrance and leaned against the wall, annoyed with the weather's disposition.
Fumi was sick and she was not going to let him come - at least it was a Friday - nor would she heal him after getting sick over not drying his hair like she had in the past. How?
Eh.
It didn't really matter.
Either way, she got notes for him and whatever homework the teachers gave them for him to do. She wished she had listened to him about bringing an umbrella though. Now she was going to hear it when she got back. Brown eyes watched blankly, huffing inwardly as a pair of students walked out, umbrellas in hand, and those that braved the rain dashed out with their bag or jackets over their heads.
She hung her head in frustration.
The train station was about ten minutes away if she walked, five if she ran. Then it was just a few blocks away from their shared apartment. Personally, she didn't care if she got wet but with how hard it was going right now she'd rather not risk it. She prayed to those who braved it.
Hopefully, it would lighten up soon.
If not, she would risk it.
"Hisoka."
The girl turned her head when she heard approaching footsteps, offering a small smile to the girl. "Tsuyu."
"It's raining hard."
Hisoka nodded, scowling. "Yeah."
"You were thinking of walking home in the rain, weren't you?"
The brown-haired girl shrugged, sighing as she gripped the strap of her backpack. Tsuyu just gave her a blank stare as she promptly pulled out a green medium-sized umbrella. She opened it and Hisoka got a better look at the frog-like design it had.
"Cute," she mumbled.
"Un! I've had it since middle school," Tsuyu explained, holding it open above her. She promptly turned towards Hisoka. They stared at each other for a few moments, the sound of a few stray passing students and the constant piddle paddle of rain, as Tsuyu raised an eyebrow. "Well?"
Hisoka tilted her head with a confused gaze. Huffing, the frog-like girl suddenly reached out to her, using her arm to pull Hisoka under the umbrella. She gave an amused snort at the surprised look Hisoka had. She felt a bit flustered.
Why?
Hisoka faced away as Tsuyu wrapped her arm around her own and kept her close to lower the risk of getting wet (it was going to happen one way or another - the umbrella was just big enough that their shoulders would get wet if they were to stay close to each other). She never saw the grin Tsuyu had or the twinkle in her eyes. They vanished when the girl looked back over, her heartbeat speeding up.
Thub-thub... thub-thub... thub-thub...
Quiet you...
"Ready?"
Did she have a choice?
The tightness of Tsuyu's hand felt like she had none for some reason.
Hisoka was... happy.
Yes, happy.
And lucky.
She nodded. Hisoka was lucky to have a friend like Tsuyu. The green-haired girl smiled - Thub-thub... - before they stepped into the rain together.
Author's Note: Yeah... I know. I'm late... -_- Just didn't really feel like writing much this weekend. Now, then people, it is official! We've got an official pairing name for Tsuyu X Hisoka! It's Tsuoka! I love it and that is what I shall be that using from now on (and me totally seeing Tsuyu as the top in the relationship has nothing to do with it...)... So, yeah...
My trip to Washington DC was really good! We got to visit a lot of places, quite a few the museums - like the Smithsonian and the International Spy Museum - and even the zoo! There were soooooooo many cool animals! I was really happy to take as many pictures when I did! I am my family even went on a tour around the capital and I got to see quite a few monuments. And souvenirs! I got quite of those too! Two stuff animals, two shot glasses, a few postcards, and a Cold-Hot water changing color Harry Potter-themed glass thing. The only thing that sucked was that it rained. Constantly. Even if it was just drizzling. Rain. All. The. Time. I mean geeze. -_-
Image time! (Just remove the spaces!)
Link: nightmarezanez._deviantart._com/_art/_Hisoka-Matsushita-Cleric-Class-746177832
Good night everyone!