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:
TheAwesomeDarkNinja- Thank you! I'm so happy to hear you say that! I am really excited to hear what you say about the rest of the story! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
AubreyKuwata- Dabi is really cool. I am one of the people who believe he is part of the Todoroki family. Do you think so? That's cool you're in the choir. I was in piano and other music classes back in my school years (excluding college) and they were really fun to do. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
sth91342- I'm glad you really like it and I am hopeful you will continue to like this story for as long as it's running. ^^ Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
D-Koy24- They're Villains... It was most likely Kurogiri who got them in as they were able to get out because of him as well. You know why they want Bakugo and Fumi was just at the wrong place at the wrong time (plus as really bad luck and because I like tormenting Hisoka, so this was a way to do that). Don't worry though! Hisoka shall be having a better time after this ends before having even a worse time as some people just don't have all the luck! Hehehehe! Good song, by the way! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Jarhead- Yes! A twist inside a twist inside another twist who has grandchildren full of twists that even their children's children could only begin to guess what the original twist could have been... Heh. But really... It would have originally been Hisoka that had gotten along with Bakugo as well... Healing Quirks are not common in the BNHA universe from what research I've done so having them on your side is a valuable option. But I know quite a few OC stories go that route, so I thought I'd do something different~. Tsuyu will help in one way or another. But... Well... You'll just have to see how it turns out in the next Arc. I wanted to do something different. And there shall be more dates (it's also been mentioned that they've gone on a few, it's just not been written) and I do have a few planned for after this Arc is over, and they've moved into the dorms! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Prince- Heh yeah you did... Anyway... I think sometimes some people just need it pointed out. I know I need that to happen to me from time to time so fear not you are not alone! On the other hand... -grins widely- Yes. Yell at me all you like. I love doing this and you should know that already with previous chapters. ^^ Hisoka was originally going to be taken (the value of Healing Quirks and all that) but then I thought how fun it would be to torture her when she sees Fumi being taken away. Plus, Hisoka doesn't have as much luck as some would think. Just another reason why we can't have nice things. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Chapter 36
To Waiting
Location: Room 402, Second Floor, Shinonoi General Hospital, 666-1 Shinonoi, Southern Nagano, Nagano Prefecture, Northwest of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: August 10, 20XX
Mizuki Tokoyami, age forty, was a hardworking, quiet man, something their son had gotten other than his avian features, who was serious to a fault, a creature of habit, and loved his family more than anything. His Quirk allowed his mind to calculate things such as numbers or questions at a rapid rate which he used at his job as an accountant.
He would describe his wife of fifteen years, Tsuki Tokoyami, age thirty-seven, as a caring woman who loved to help those around her, a caretaker, and somehow always gained the stranger people as friends, Haru included. Fumi was the one who had inherited her Quirk, her red eyes and peach skin, and a knack for collecting horror-themed items.
So, when they had learned that their son had been taken and the girl they considered a daughter in the hospital (once again because of Villains), from a classmate he might add, they had rushed over to the hospital room where Hisoka stayed. It had been hours since they had arrived but there was no change in her condition and she had yet to awaken fully, drifting in and out of consciousness from the dreams she had.
They had made sure to stay at her side since their arrival early that morning. The two were worried greatly upon seeing her laying in the white sheets with bandages wrapped all over her, finding out she had broken a few ribs from the nurse that had come in to check in on her. So, when after the worry for Hisoka had passed, Mizuki held his wife tightly in his arms as she wept for her lost son.
"They will find him," Mizuki told her, bright gold eyes looking from his wife to Hisoka's sleeping form. "Hisoka will wake up soon. Everything will be okay."
"I know..." Tsuki mumbled, letting out a shuddering breath as she tried to hold herself together. She could only stay put and hope for the best. She would trust the Heroes to rescue her boy. Shifting in her husband's arms, she reached over to where the tissues sat and grabbed one, blowing her nose. "It's just... My baby boy is out there with who knows doing whatever they want to him! Hisoka is lying in bed, injured from trying to rescue him! What did they even want with Fumi?!"
That was what terrified him the most.
He couldn't answer that. No one seemed to know. (He was sure Hisoka knew something...)
And if he was speaking honestly, he really didn't want to know...
It was later that afternoon, as they came back from getting some food in hopes of calming down even just a little, that they had come to see a small group of students inside the room. A pale girl with long green hair and black eyes sat in the chair Mizuki had originally used and gripped Hisoka's hand as she whispered things to her while a boy that had heterochronic blue-grey eyes sat beside her. Behind them was a frowning boy with blond hair and a large tail, arms crossed over his chest, that spoke quietly with a tall male that had multiple limbs and white hair covering a good portion of his face.
The sitting male caught sight of them first, standing when the door opened and eyes narrowing at the two. "Who are you?"
Mizuki greeted them softly, letting his wife in first, "Ah... Hello."
"We're Fumikage's parents," Tsuki answered quietly, her eyes still puffy from crying. "And Hisoka's godparents, Tsuki and Mizuki Tokoyami. You must be her classmates, right?"
"Yes," the boy said politely, sitting back down. "My name is Shoto Todoroki. It is nice to meet you." Todoroki-kun held his gaze on him, nodding in respect as Mizuki closed the door behind him.
"I'm Mezo Shoji." Shoji-kun nodded to them, quieting down with his friend.
"Mashirao Ojiro," Ojiro-kun spoke with a small, kind smile even though his tired eyes held worry. They glanced down at the girl still holding Hisoka's hand.
The girl had stopped talking and Mizuki could see the same pink puffiness his wife had under her eyes, letting out a small mumble of, "Tsuyu Asui."
Tsuki offered her a small smile before telling the group, "I remember Hisoka talking about you all. In fact, she and Fumi have told us a lot of stories about everyone in your class. They are happy to have all of you as friends. It's nice to finally meet you."
"Really?" Asui-chan asked, sitting up a bit straighter.
"Yes. And I know you are her girlfriend." Tsuki wanted to coo over the girl when she saw the blush appear on her cheeks.
Asui-chan mumbled, glancing away towards Hisoka with a fond though tired and worried look, "Y-yeah..."
As the two grown-ups talked more with the group of teenagers, they learned more about what had happened at the camp (even telling them about Hisoka going as far as she could to save her childhood friend) as well as things they had not known about, that their child nor Hisoka had yet to tell them. There were amusing moments with Todoroki-kun mentioning how Hisoka would always cook more than necessary because of how many classmates would swipe food from her bento which she used to guard rigorously from others, not wanting to share. Ojiro-kun and Shoji-kun told them how the pair would help them out, may it be with homework or with offering everyone cookies when she had baked far too many... And Asui-chan was more than glad to tell them about her first day with Hisoka, wanting to try and lighten the mood even more. In turn, the two had mentioned some childhood memories they remembered affectionately.
Tsuki and Mizuki were happy to learn more about their children's lives; Mizuki was happy to see his wife smiling.
But, soon enough, it was time for the group of children to go; Asui-chan was the last one in the room as Todoroki-kun waited outside for her as he was her ride. The frog-like girl had bent over to press her forehead against Hisoka's forehead, muttering to her to wake up soon, before turning to face them with a hesitant look.
"If you have something to say, dear, say it," Tsuki told her with a kind smile, more relaxed than she had been before, happy to know Hisoka and Fumi had such wonderful people looking out for them.
"Do you... blame Hisoka for not saving Fumi?" Asui-chan asked, eyes gazing at them steadily. She had to ask. They may love Hisoka like a daughter but Fumikage was their son and Hisoka, while trying her hardest, had let him slip right through her fingers. One could never know, after all.
The two shared a look, one surprised while the other frowned, before turning back to her. "Never. While I wish Fumi had never been taken, Hisoka had done the best she could to try and get him back. We only wish that Hisoka would wake up soon."
After a few moments of silence, Asui-chan nodded. "Okay."
"Thank you for always taking care of my children," Mizuki finally said, not saying much throughout the time the students were there. His wife copied him when he bowed in respect to her. "And I hope we can meet again under better circumstances."
"I do too." Asui-chan gave a nod goodbye, closing the door quietly behind her.
Mizuki looked down at the still sleeping Hisoka, wishing so much that she was already awake but smiled as he sat back down by Tsuki's side, holding her hand once more. He was truly happy to know his children had people willing to do so much for them.
Location: Unknown
It was utter...
And complete...
DEFEAT!
Again... "Hah! You think you can get away? Guess again!"
So much had come and yet it all went away...
Why? Weak. (No energy. Nothing. Something was wrong with them... They felt tired.) They felt weaker now but that had not mattered.
Just Red. There was so much Red.
They were sinking - floating just above the line, mouth open as they tried to breath more and more, arms and legs unable to move before sinking to the bottom - and yet they couldn't move fully.
More dripped.
It began to flow around them. The other sank into the red before they could grab them. Everything drowned.
What was wrong? Please... "You will be scattered-"
They called for help. "Someone! Anyone! Help us! Please!
Just say something...
Red...
REDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDREDRED- She would do anything to help him! (Nothing would come to hurt him if she could help it. Nothing...)
Dangerous. She tried to, really, she had! Yet why could it not help? She called again. Everything was wrong.
Nothing.
(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. Nothing at all. "FUMIIIIII!" She couldn't make it...
Those eyes. The red - the hint of red she was for sure were eyes seemed to peer right into her soul - Dangerous. Then, she fell. She had to run. Time and time again it would not allow her to. She had to do so.
"Time and time. It was around the clock. Come to me and you will see what it all will really mean. Don't go down that path unless you know what you seek." She wanted to hurt something... someone...
"Please... Wake up..." Why?
"I just want you two to get along..." Mama... (Mom. Mother. Mommy. Caretaker. Love. Warm. Hugs. Learn. Train. Don't look. Never saw coming. Danger. Take away.) P- (Danger. Cut. Kill. Drip... Drop... Blood went down the clock.)
"I'm here for you." It was like static was blaring from all around her. Fireworks flashed in her mind – vivid colors – Panic spread through her veins, cold as ice but burning nonetheless. I'm sorry... Pain and weightlessness. Sounds, whispers, and rustles. Things were happening all around her.
What was real? Please! Wait! (Move... MoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMoveMove! Move! They couldn't have her!)
"Where is he? Where is my son?" GONE! GONE! Gonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegone-
"Do you blame her?" HE WAS RIGHT THERE! Fingers brushing against each other - unable to make it - into the darkness.
Vanish.
Gone.
"Everything will be okay now." Something grabbed her.
Don't go!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH-
No one came.
Location: Room 402, Second Floor, Shinonoi General Hospital, 666-1 Shinonoi, Southern Nagano, Nagano Prefecture, Northwest of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: August 10, 20XX
Hisoka decided she was not a major fan of hospitals right now, Hisoka thought tiredly as she was brought back to the realm of consciousness and after a mini breakdown from being stuck in the moment inthatseaofRedforwhatseemedlikeforever, and that she was really tired of waking up like this.
She stared at the ceiling, trying to gather her thoughts. Yet none had seemed to want to slow down enough to settle down and allow her to properly think. She tried to think clearly, yet that small bout of fuzziness kept her from being able to for long moments of time. Yet she was able to remember what happened almost with a snap as memories came crashing down, feeling the sting of the first tear fall down her cheek, the rest followed in an unbroken stream in quick procession.
It had been complete and utter... DEFEAT!
She had unable to grab him in time! Gonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegone-
"FUMI!" She had seen him there, making her jump towards him with an outstretched hand and she could hear him mumble her name weakly. He had reached for her, desperately trying to grab her hand. Their fingertips had brushed against his, but it wasn't enough.
It was too late.
"I'm... sorry," had been the last thing she had heard before the darkness enveloped him.
She bled the salt of her soul as it poured from her eyes as they stared at each crack in the ceiling, following one after another. If one was to look, her body looked calm in comparison to how tangled her mind was.
Fumi…
So close yet so far!
She was laying here in bed while Fumi was missing. She had to get him back… She had to. She had to! For Aunty and Uncle! For everyone!
Yes.
That was what she would do.
She would go and take him back from those Villains (spatting at the name as it made her blood boil, an unending need to rip each and every one of them apart) and she would do it alone if she had to!
Fumi…
Hisoka maneuvered himself to a sitting position, ignoring the lingering pain in her chest that made her want to groan. Brown-red eyes looked out the uncovered window the room had, her mind too focused on thoughts whirling in a whirlwind to be able to fall back asleep that night.
Crack…
Location: Room 402, Second Floor, Shinonoi General Hospital, 666-1 Shinonoi, Southern Nagano, Nagano Prefecture, Northwest of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: August 11, 20XX
Out of forty of her classmates, fifteen had passed out from the gas Quirk and were in a critical state... Eleven had injuries ranging from minor to severe... Two were missing... ('Your fault,' her mind whispered with a devilish grin so close to hisherown that was blinding.)
Out of the six Pro Heroes there, Pixie-bob had a horrible head injury and was still in critical condition (unable to help even a little frustrated Hisoka to no end!), and Ragdoll was missing as well, leaving behind a heavy trail of blood.
While a bit of solace came from the fact that some Villains had been captured, none were talking, and the others had vanished without a trace with Bakugo-san and...
Hisoka clenched her hand tightly, the white sheet that covered the lower part of her body twisted within her grasp that sat up, resting against some pillows. She had been stuck in her hospital bed for two days, happily not drifting in and out of consciousness from the pain of her injuries anymore... (Still awake from last night... Unable to sleep... Who cared.) Two days.
Two bloody fucking days.
She had only learned what had happened to everyone because Recovery Girl had told her, though seemingly reluctantly (but the right amount of pressure could make anyone spill something) when she had come by to check up on her mid-morning. Apparently, she had cracked some ribs when she had fallen. (Not as bad as Midoriya-san; she was glad he was healing up just fine.) But the Nurse had finished healing her the day before and was excited to hear that she could leave that evening – if there were no further complications with her checkup that afternoon. No heavy lifting or using her Quirk though for the next forty-eight hours for just in case.
Hisoka remembered the elderly lady, after her quick checkup, telling the girl how proud she was for her acting so heroically, for working so hard, for trying her best to get her friends back. Yet when she had asked about any rescue attempts, the other had deflected, telling her not to worry and just focus on healing - "It's what Tokoyami-kun would want." (How dare she use Fumi against her!) – so Hisoka blanked out the rest of what she had to say, her mind unable to find it important enough to remember it.
That had not mattered. That had not answered her question.
She had to think of something.
But she had to first learn where the League of Villains' hideout was.
Her hands itched so much, shaking and wanting to grab something – a neck would be better – and slice through some flesh and let the blood rain down her smiling face.
What to do… What to do…
A knock on the door brought Hisoka from her meandering thoughts, looking up from her hands to the males entering, surprising her in the form of Shoto and Kirishima-san. Hisoka absently wondered if anyone else from the class had come to pay her a visit while she was out. She knew Tsuyu had come to visit with a group of her fellow classmates, along with Aunty and Uncle, as well from the messages on her phone and the small bowl of fruit.
"Yo! Glad to see you're awake!" Kirishima-san gave her a toothy grin, his hands stuffed in his shorts.
Shoto gave her a small smile - something she knew she wouldn't have seen at the beginning of the year - and sat a small bag on the table to her right. "It's nice to see you are up. I've brought some apples for you."
"Ah... Thank you..." She unclenched her fist, smoothing out the blanket before her.
"How are you feeling?"
Hisoka gave a shrug. "Better than before, I guess. I should be out of here this evening if everything goes well with the checkup."
Kirishima-san gave her a thumbs up. "Cool to hear!"
"How is everyone else doing?"
The two shared a glance before Shoto went to explain, "Jiro and Hagakure still haven't woken up from that Villain's gas, and Yaoyorozu, though having woke up yesterday, suffered a serious head injury. Midoriya woke up too and he's actually talking with some of our classmates, Asui-san says she'll be over in a few moments too, and well..." He trailed off, unsure what to say.
Hisoka figured it was about Bakugo-san and Fumi. Brown eyes caught red eyes staring at her thoughtfully.
"You're not just here to ask if I'm okay, are you?" She guessed; seeing the looks, she gave a mental sigh before sweeping her hand to some chairs.
"You're right."
"You might as well take a seat."
They took her up on her offer, sitting in the seats on her right, before Kirishima-san said, getting right to the subject, "Todoroki and I were here yesterday..." Kirishima clenched his fists as he looked at her. "We heard All Might talking to the police and Yaoyorozu. She was able to get a transmitter on one of the villains with the help of a kid from Class B. She's got a device that tracks it... All Might and the police said they would handle it, but..."
"You want to use it to go and rescue the missing students," Hisoka concluded.
"Yeah..."
"You've already talked to Midoriya-san about this as well."
"That is correct," Shoto took over. "We know he feels distraught that he was unable to rescue Bakugo in time. So, we want him and you to help us get both Bakugo and Tokoyami back."
So that's what they wanted... ('A perfect opportunity... Take it!' 'No, we have to think this out logically. Think of both sides!' Her mind argued against one another, trying to out yell the other.)
"We know you are thinking the same thing! And the others want to do something too but they're saying to let the Pro Heroes take care of it! But what if we're too late?! Anything could happen at a time like this!" Kirishima-san exclaimed, eyes growing to pinpricks.
"The Villains took Bakugo without killing him, so they want something with him... Tokoyami on the other hand..." Shoto sighed, scratching the back of his neck.
Hisoka knew where they were coming from. Anything could happen - the what if's again... She never liked the what if's... - but then there was the fact that their fighting and Quirk usage in battle being revoked in the way. Breaking the rules could have dire consequences and she really did want to try to think with a level head. (That wouldn't stop her. Fumi was out there. Gone. Gonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegonegone- He needed to come back. It was better for everyone. She had to do something. (No energy. Nothing. Something was wrong with them... They felt tired.) Everyone would be better if she could get Fumi back... Yes... But she knew she couldn't take it on alone so here was the moment she was looking for. Here it was, falling onto her lap and she knew she had to make a choice. Time was not going to be on her side anymore.)
Hisoka blinked to see the two of them still talking, missing a bit of it as Kirishima-san was standing, the most serious look in his eyes Hisoka has ever seen in them. "I talked to Yaoyorozu yesterday..." He told her, and she bit her lip as she looked up at him. "If we're going, it's gotta be fast... Tonight. I know what you are thinking, and I know Tokoyami means a lot to you... That's why I'm... We're inviting you... Because I know out of all of us, you want to go. No... I know you are going to go and do something. And we're offering our help! So..." He looked down at her clenched hand. "...We'll be waiting out in front of the hospital."
With that, they left without another word, Hisoka watching them leave with a blank face. Her mind felt just as blank but so much clearer than before, feeling like a haze had been sucked up and she able to organize her mind.
Let the-
Another knock interrupted her, and when she said for them to come in, a smile blossomed on her face at seeing Tsuyu.
"Hisoka..."
"Tsuyu..."
The girl walked over to her, a watery smile on her face. "You're awake."
"I am."
"I was so worried!"
Hisoka hated making her worry. She always hated doing that (and yet it always seemed to happen to everyone she knew). "I'm sorry..."
One of Tsuyu's hand grabbed her own as the other rested against her cheek. Hisoka leaned into it, happily content with the cool feeling Tsuyu's hand had against her warm skin. They shared the peaceful quiet with each other, pleased to see the other was okay and delighted to be in one another's company once more. But even then, her mind wandered onto other things, even if it wanted to be at peace for this little bit. There were too many things that had to get done and she had a choice to make in the end.
Let the Pro Heroes take care of it or do something herself...
Author's Note: Yeah, yeah... The chapter is a week late and not over the weekend… Sorry… The weekend (well, the whole week for that matter) was just so busy, and I didn't have the time to write about everything going on. Then when I did have the time, I had fallen asleep mid-way through and my computer turned off, so nothing was saved (which really upset me! I was at least halfway through the chapter!) but then the site, for whatever reason, had decided to stop working for me for hours. So, after some frustration, Wi-Fi acting like a major dick, screaming in pillows to relieve said frustration, the school term starting, and waiting for the actual website to let me back on (for whatever reason it wouldn't load for like a whole day!), I was able to come back and finally post the chapter. And now it's a week late. I am sorry about that but it's here now so there's nothing to worry about!
Needless to say, it was a rather annoying and head-hurting week so Imma just go lay down and sleep in my tear-soaked, frustration pillow.
But... Before that... Drawing time~! Some new drawings here of Hisoka (man am I making them a lot of those...) so go check them out! (Just remove the spaces and they should work.) I've also uploaded some photographs I've taken since January (that I've been meaning to upload...) so if you wanna take a look that'd be really cool of you. ^^
Link 1: www._deviantart._com/_nightmarezanez/_art/_Hisoka-Matsushita-Nun-758703555
Link 2: www._deviantart._com/_nightmarezanez/_art/_Hisoka-Matsushita-Chibi-Kiss-759779316
So then, what will Hisoka choose? Go with the group or let the Pro Heroes do their job? Will she risk this?
Well, you'll have to read to find out!