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:
AubreyKuwata- You're gonna have to just tell me what the song is because the link isn't working and I'm really curious about what song it is. And good luck on the finals! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Erin Tesden- Hello, it nice to meet you! How are you? Thank you for giving my fanfic a try and loving it! I hope to hear more from in the future. ^^ It is also my first time doing yuri, so I hope you like it (and don't have as much experience with writing romance as I'd like too) with the way I am going with it! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Prince- A cooking scene, aye? Well, let's see how things go. (And why do you think Tsuyu would be top? Couldn't Hisoka be just as 'toppy' as Tsuyu?) Tsuyu is very bold. If you want something, go get it! How about it just be Daddy Aizawa? Heh. (I love Tsuyu's family too! They're just a froggy family!) Fumi's family already has custody of Hisoka. It'll be explained later in the story. And yeah... Maybe I am trying to kill you with cuteness. Fluff is in the air tonight~! P.S. - Thank you for catching that. ^^ Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Guest- Indeed I am too. Tsuoka is love. Tsuoka is life. To be honest, Tsuoka sounds like a name they'd give their kid... And it sounds Russian too. I'm just weird... There's going to be more filler chapters before the Exam and more FLUFF! Yaaaaaa! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Sn- Hmmm. Maybe. Who else do you think could train her? And who knows what could happen. Maybe she'll join them. Maybe Fumi is actually taken. Maybe there will be a rain of blood as Hisoka goes crazy. Who knows~. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Vedahzii- I am very happy to be back. ^^ Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Chapter 27
To A Simple Question
Location: Haru's Room, Third Floor, Tokyo Metropolitan Matsuzawa Hospital, Kamikitazawa, Setagaya Ward, Eastern Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: June 17, 20XX
"Hello, mother," she greeted the elder woman. "I've brought some more flowers for you."
Hisoka brought a small bouquet of red carnations with her, setting them in the now empty vase her original bouquet had been in. They sat next to a vase filled with cherry blossoms that were very pink, fresh, and cute. Brown eyes looked away - from the mocking flowers lest they wilt in the sea of Red all around her - and smiled back at her mother when she received one upon entering the room. There was more color than before. She would have to thank Fumi's parents later.
Haru smelled them and her smile brightened at the younger girl. "Thank you, my child."
(No name... Always child. Why? It made her sad, wanting to curl up and cry.)
Hisoka nodded as she sat down at the small table, setting her bag on the ground just a bit under the table. "How are you doing?"
"I am doing well, my child," she responded.
Hisoka jerked her head, slightly. "I'm glad to hear that. Has anything new happened?"
"I've made a new friend. She's very nice."
"Mmmkay. Tell me more about her."
"She has four children - one daughter and three sons. She loves them all very much." Hisoka only smiled as her mother went on, never saying names. It was fine. If her mother was happy then she was fine. Hisoka continued listening as her mother spoke, even after lunch came and they ate together for the first time in forever. The food was good but Hisoka wanted to taste her mother's cooking again - even if she was never really good beyond making the basics.
Hisoka resolved to bring some home-cooked food the next time she visited.
"Have you been well, my child?"
"I have."
"Tell me."
So, she told.
Location: Living Room, Asui Household, Eastern Toyota, North-Central of Aichi Prefecture, Honshu, Japan
Date: June 18, 20XX
Hisoka was a bit sad that she was unable to see Tsuyu's siblings - they were playing at their respective friends' houses - and it seemed her parents would be out for a week because of work; she was glad to spend time at the two-story Asui household - with Tsuyu. She smiled at who sat around the table. Today they were all going over lessons that Aizawa-sensei had told them were going to be on the test.
Math...
Why math?
Hisoka wanted to stab something - she jabbed a pencil into the workbook (Everything drowned. "My daughter." Dangerous. Mocking. So much red then. Everything was wrong. Red.) startling Midoriya-san from his concentration on her right and a sigh from Fumi who sat on her left. He gave a pat on her shoulder, knowing the feeling all too well. From the raised eyebrows and looks the others gave her, she scratched her cheek and huffed. "Sorry... Restroom," she mumbled as she stood, deciding it was best to take a small breather before anything truly happened.
"On the left, two doors down," Tsuyu absentmindedly commented, resting a cheek in the palm of her hand while the other wrote something down on the notebook laid out before her. With another mumbled thanks, Hisoka left the others behind.
Shared glances were exchanged between Fumikage and Tsuyu when they noted the pencil had been stabbed straight through the paper. The look Iida-san and Midoriya-san exchanged were unsettling as well. The ones who saw it - that little sliver of red mixing within the brown - did not like it.
Uraraka-san tilted her head, blinking owlishly. "Is everything okay? Why is everyone so serious all of a sudden?"
Midoriya-san smiled, laughing as he waved his hands. "It's fine! It just surprised us that Hisoka is stronger than she looks! Let's just get back work!"
Now, Uraraka-san was smart and knew something was off - that something was going on with Hisoka-chan - but if Hisoka would not say anything then Uraraka wouldn't press. She'd find out eventually.
The said girl they were all thinking about finally came back, plopping easily back into her original spot, and the study session went on like normal until Iida-san, Uraraka-san, and Midoriya-san left for the day. The brown-eyed girl was surprised they were asked to stay for dinner after she had helped finish cleaning the dishes they used earlier. Hisoka blinked at Tsuyu, tilting her head, "Are you sure? Your brother and sister won't mind?"
Tsuyu nodded. "Yeah, they won't mind at all. It'll be fun."
She looked at Fumi, who shrugged. "If you want we can stay."
"There's your answer," Hisoka said with a small smile before bowing a bit. "Thank you for having us over."
"It's no bother." Tsuyu smiled and bowed back. Fumi went to go back and sit at the table when a look from Tsuyu told him to. The girl's hand gripped Hisoka's sleeve and pulled her into the kitchen. Hisoka blinked and realized what was happening when the eldest sister of three began pulling out food.
She asked, rolling up her long grey sleeves, "What are we making?"
"Beef stir-fry over rice with miso soup," Tsuyu answered, putting on a light green apron after she finished with the food before she handed Hisoka the other one. She put Hisoka to work helping her prep for the stir-fry before they would begin the miso soup. They would be done around the same time to eat.
It was shortly after that when her siblings came home - Samidare, the second eldest and only brother with short dark sea-green hair and tiny black eyes, and Satsuki who kept her own hair in two low buns and had a tadpole-like appearance - and had a rather strange meeting filled with cute staring from Satsuki (so like Tsuyu's, it was eerily adorable) and semi-awkward questions from Samidare. Hisoka was banned from adding '-san' to their names; she didn't understand why but she went with it with a shrug. Samidare seemed to get along with Fumi, both hitting it off when the younger boy mentioned an anime Fumi had gotten into recently. Hisoka watched with a smile.
Hisoka went back to cooking with Tsuyu happily, talking quietly while Fumi kept the children entertained.
"Ney, Hisoka, do you have someone you like?"
The question made her stop stirring the soup and give a strange look to Tsuyu. Unsure what else to say or do, she began to list off people she liked, "Well... I like Fumi, you, Midoriya-san, Todoroki-san, Iida-san, Uraraka-san, Aizawa-sensei..." She liked a lot of people in the class. Should she have just said that?
"I'm talking about romantically," Tsuyu clarified.
"Romantically..." Brown eyes stared into the soup, slowly spinning the ladle before shaking her head. "I've never thought about it."
"Really?"
She nodded. "I've never had much time to think about that kind of thing when I was young. Never thought of that kind of thing at all, to be honest..."
"Hmmm..."
That was the thing... How did you come to like someone? Was it one day seeing someone you've always thought of as a friend in a romantic light, all of the sudden?
What and who determined what was 'like'?
She pondered aloud, "How does one define 'like'? How do you know when you've come to like them?"
"Well," Tsuyu began, placing a lid on the simmering food - it was almost time to eat. "I think it's when your heart begins to beat faster when you are around them and it makes your stomach feel all weird." Hisoka watched her place a hand on her cheek, a thoughtful yet faraway look in Tsuyu's eyes. "You... regret and are reluctant to say 'goodbye' and... tomorrow's 'hello' and 'good morning' feel so far away."
"That's it?" Hisoka scratched her cheek. "But those can be associated with a lot of other feelings other than romantic love."
"That's true," Tsuyu agreed. "But that's how it starts. Happiness at seeing them smile. Sadness when they're in pain. Your eyes unconsciously constantly watch after them. Wanting them to smile more. Wanting to hear their voice more. These kinds of things start to pick up. And, well, before you know it, they've become special to you. Different from what you'd feel from others like family and friends."
They did not see the audience watching them quietly.
"Special..."
"Yeah. You want to do things like hold hands and things like... kissing and hugging. You can't help but think about them." Tsuyu smiled brightly.
Thub-thub...
What did that mean?
Was this what her mother felt for him? Of all those memories and pictures, she always looked at (Mama was crying over him again. The man who frequented her bedtime stories. The man who was the other half of mama - her soulmate mama had told her about. The man who she said was her 'dad' or 'papa'.) and cried for - the sadness she felt when he was away and the happiness Hisoka saw when she was with him. The adoring looks her mother had when she spoke of him... The look in his bright, crazed eyes when he looked at her mother.
Was that love?
Just some version of it?
The research - too much information could be a terrible thing, after all (all of it made her confused with all those different views of 'love' and 'like' and it only gave her a headache, so she stopped before it hurt her more) - she had done brought little understanding of those recent foreign emotions. She had too many questions and not enough answers. Hisoka would have to ask the next time she visited.
Then what did that say about Tsuyu? Did she have someone she liked? (And Fumi... her mind whispered. What about him? Did he like anyone?)
The question burned at the tip of her tongue. She wanted to ask so much right then and there, but before she could, the food was ready, and stomachs were growling loudly for it. Hisoka decided it was best to ask another day. For now, she would happily eat with Tsuyu, her family, and Fumi together, enjoying the food they made together.
Location: Class 1-A, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: June 23, 20XX
Hisoka was beginning to wonder why they ate in the classroom if the group was going to be this large from now on - Midoriya-san and his group had joined them for the last week and that brought Todoroki-san with them, though Ojiro-san was eating with Hagakure-san today again. More people stole her food than usual, but she accepted her fate and stole some from Tsuyu and Fumi. They were chatting like normal students who'd be in a normal high school instead of the top Hero Academy training them to use their Quirks to hopefully be Heroes one day.
One day, that felt like a very long journey Hisoka did not feel as prepared for as she once did.
"How about going to the beach?"
Wait... what?
How long was she out?
Uraraka-san cheered, "The beach would be soooo fun! I wanna go!"
When was this decided?
Todoroki-san nodded, taking another bite of his food. "It would be nice to have some relaxation time."
That would be nice.
"I agree! We've been very busy lately, so we deserve some free time!" Iida-san exclaimed, pushing up his glasses.
"But which one should we go to? And when?" Tsuyu questioned, tapping a finger against her chin.
"How about tomorrow?" There was an assortment of mumbled agreements after a few minutes of quiet thoughts.
"We can go to the beach my family owns," Todoroki-san offered after that. "If you don't mind."
Well, that was convenient...
*Red Carnations: Love; they are a common gift for Mother's Day in Japan.
*Cherry Blossoms/Sakura: Springtime; fleeting beauty and the brevity of life. In hanakotoba, they indicate a pure and gentle heart.
Author's Note: Two questions for you peeps. Who do you think Hisoka should pair up with during the Exam and which teacher should they go against? I've got an idea on how it'll go but I'm unsure about it so I wanna hear outside sources
Any who, I'm glad to get the chapter out and about because I've been busy the last weekend and I'm going to be rather busy for the rest of the week and weekend! Sigh. Life, ya know. It just gets in the way of things you want to do with things you need to do. But I'll go at it with a head start and let us hope I'll have the next chapter on time next weekend. We'll just have to see how things go.
No picture this time either. Sorry! Maybe next time.