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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Chapter 40
To Memories
Location: Backyard, Matsushita's Home Clinic, Itō, Northeast Corner of Izu Peninsula, Eastern Shizuoka Prefecture, Chūbu Region, Honshu, Japan
Date: February 10, 20XX
Haru just wanted to squeal so much at her daughter after taking some pictures without the other knowing, when she saw that determined look. Then when Hisoka had asked so sweetly to learn how to fight, she knew wouldn't be able to say no. Ah... She was taking after her beloved so much! Haru couldn't wait for her to grow up - she just knew her daughter would go on to do wonderful, diabolical things - and meet each other. She knew for sure that they would get along just perfectly. Her beloved would be a wonderful father and would continue to teach Hisoka.
One day... A pale hand grabbed the charm around her neck in comfort, the coolness giving her a sense of relief that her beloved would always bring when they were together. They would be a family again and no one would stop them.
"Are you ready, my child?" Haru asked, hand releasing her necklace as the five-year-old came out to the backyard.
"Yes, mama!" Hisoka nodded before grinning when her mama patted her head, tousling her hair playfully.
"Good girl. Now today, I will show you the basics of aikido and how to throw a punch. But before we start, we must learn how to stretch our muscles, so we do not strain them or hurt ourselves. Stretching keeps the muscles flexible, strong, and healthy, and we need that flexibility to maintain a range of motion in the joints. Without it, the muscles can shorten and become tight. Then, when you call on the muscles for activity, they are weak and unable to extend all the way. Or you can get injured really bad from sudden strenuous activity, so you must stretch before exercising and even before fights, if you can that is. You never know what could happen after all."
Ah!
Hisoka had such a cute, confused look, even when she tried to understand what Haru was trying to say. So, they got to work. Haru went slowly, correcting Hisoka as time went on when the girl mimicked her, trying to follow each movement the best she could. Then, after all of their muscles were stretched and Hisoka was now feeling a tiredness she never knew, Haru went on to show Hisoka a few basic stances they repeated for a while. Haru was so proud of her for trying so hard! She just wanted to hug her to death so much, but she knew Hisoka wanted to focus on this and Haru knew how important this was.
Ah... Her child was growing up so fast...
After a break and some lunch when noon rolled around, they moved onto throwing a punch. Haru did not want Hisoka to rely on one style of fighting so she would show her many things she had learned. It would help in the future and make sure to surprise the enemy so Hisoka wouldn't fall into a pattern. Then when her daughter was older, she would learn about a chosen weapon (from a limited selection) as to have more opportunities.
It was best to be prepared than to not be.
"Now, who do we punch?"
"Bad people!" Hisoka exclaimed, punching the air before bringing her raised arms back to the starting position in front of her face.
Haru moved around her, watching with a critical eye with each movement. "Good. And what else?"
"Um..."
"You punch perverts."
"And preveets!" Hisoka stumbled, eyes facing forward.
"It's per-ver-t. Say it one more time." After sounding it out a few times, Hisoka had managed to say it. "Good girl." Haru smiled down lovingly at her, earning a bright grin in return, as she pulled the small child into a congratulatory hug.
Location: Kitchen, Second Floor of Matsushita's Home Clinic, Itō, Northeast Corner of Izu Peninsula, Eastern Shizuoka Prefecture, Chūbu Region, Honshu, Japan
Date: October 7, 20XX
They stood in the kitchen together, filling the room with only the sound of mixing, cutting and baking, and the slowly tantalizing scents of egg, milk, flour, and chocolate. Haru had found that Hisoka had a flair for cooking not long ago and had begun to let the girl help out, watching her having a rough time mixing the batter with a wooden spoon as her small body stood on top of a stool. She took charge of cutting the bar of chocolate, the knife dangerously close to her fingers. Giving her daughter a side glance, she gave another chop.
"Ouch!"
Hisoka immediately stopped mixing, her head snapping to Haru holding up a bleeding finger, as her eyes widened. "A-Ah..."
"Uh oh... It looks like I got myself hurt."
"M-mama?!" Hisoka fretted about, getting some paper towels and holding it up as she tried to grab the hand to stop the bleeding.
Haru simply gave her a smile, grabbing the paper cloth, and wrapped it around her finger. "Thank you, my child." Light brown eyes looked down at the blood on the cutting board, just inches away from the chocolate. "Mama's going to go bandage her booboo up. Would you mind cleaning up the blood while she does?"
Hisoka nodded and got to work, moving the still unuseable chocolate off to the side as she took the cutting board to the half-filled sink, moving the stool in front of it, and began to clean like she was shown all while Haru watched from afar. She smiled when the small child brought it back clean and shiny, holding it up for her to see. "Good girl."
"Did I do good?"
Haru nodded. "You did. Thank you, my child. Do you want to know something, though?" At the other's nod, the adult answered, "The blood is actually still there."
The girl looked the cutting board over before giving her mama a confused look. "I don't see any, though."
"Here, let me show you." She grabbed two spray bottles, a rag, and a blacklight from a draw in her bedroom before coming back out, moving over her daughter and setting the cutting board on the kitchen table. She held up a green spray bottle and squirted the area. "With a squirt of this, luminal, it can make things that look like it isn't there appear." She turned off the lights before going back over. "With a flick of a switch and using something called a blacklight, you can see the blood." The small bits of splattered blood glowed a faint bright blue under the light.
Hisoka watched in fascination. "Woooo," she gasped, blue shining in her eyes. Neither of them saw the bit of red sprinkle through; it was gone as quickly as it had appeared.
"Indeed, it is." She picked up the rag and the other spray bottle and gave it a squirt. "Now, let me show you just what to use to actually clean this up."
Location: Backyard, Matsushita's Home Clinic, Itō, Northeast Corner of Izu Peninsula, Eastern Shizuoka Prefecture, Chūbu Region, Honshu, Japan
Date: November 11, 20XX
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Fear me! Roar!" Hisoka shouted, raising her arms over her head as she ran after Fumi, the large blanket-turned-cape getting dirty as it was dragged across the ground.
"Never! I am All Might, and I don't fear anything!" Fumi exclaimed, turning around before chasing after Hisoka. He was dressed in an All Might onesie, tiny black feathers sticking out awkwardly from the yellow colored hood.
"Ahhhhh! All Might!" She dodged the young boy, turning on the heel of her shoe. "You will never catch me!"
"Yes, I will!" Fumi growled, running as fast as his little feet could take him before jumping and tackling the girl from behind. They had a bit of a tumble, Hisoka getting tangled in the blanket as Fumi landed on top of her. "See! All Might always catches the Villains!" He copied the Pro Hero's signature laugh, with his head thrown back, hands on his hips and everything.
"Not this time!" With a turn of her body, Hisoka easily turned the other over and sat on his back, pinning Fumi's arms as he struggled to get loose. "Haha! I win!
"Nooooo!" Fumi whined, "All Might never loses!" He tried to get free with all his might, but it was useless, Hisoka's grip was too strong.
The two never saw the flashes of a camera going off at random times while they played and even when they did, they ignored it in favor of one another, even when they were given ice cream as an afternoon treat after a hard day of running and playing Hero and Villain. Haru giggled, taking another picture of a messy Hisoka and Fumi, ice cream all over them. They would need a bath after this before their nap time. This would be wonderful embarrassment material when her child was older. She was so going to show her future friends and lover.
Haru let out another laugh.
"Mama, what's so funny?"
Looking at her daughter, the glasses-wearing woman merely patted her on the end. "Don't worry about it, my child." She took another picture, grin widening as she saw a confused Hisoka and Fumi in the picture. This one was definitely going into the photo album.
Location: Hisoka's Room, Second Floor of Matsushita's Home Clinic, Itō, Northeast Corner of Izu Peninsula, Eastern Shizuoka Prefecture, Chūbu Region, Honshu, Japan
Date: June 1, 20XX
"And what is this one called?" Haru asked, pointing at something in the book that sat on Hisoka's lap while she sat on her mama's lap. Hare looped her arms around the smaller body as they sat comfortably on her daughter's bed.
"The intestines and that's the heart, the liver, the lungs, the stomach, and that's the brain," Hisoka answered, pointing at different parts of the human body the picture book showed.
"Very good." Her mother beamed proudly. "Can you tell me why we're covered in skin?"
After a moment of thought, she said, "It covers our body and protects our insides. Nerve endings in our skin help us feel warmth, cold, pressure, and even pain!"
Haru flipped the page, showing a different version of the human body. "What about muscles?"
"It's under the skin and we have a lot of them! We depend on them for every move we make!"
"Did you know we have more than six hundred of them in our body?"
"Really?"
"Yup!" She moved her chin to lay on Hisoka's right shoulder. "Now, what's under our muscles?"
"Bones. They hold us up and they protect the super important organs which are under the bones!"
"Good girl. You've made mama proud!" She hugged the giggling child closer to her, snuggling her cheek against Hisoka's. "Let's move on." Haru flipped the page back to the picture that showed the skin. "How big does a cut have to be to become fatal?"
"It can be really tiny! A tiny nick to some parts of the neck, wrists, armpits, or legs can be really hard to stop the bleeding."
"Can you bleed internally and not be seen from the outside?"
"Hmmmm... Yeah! Is that really bad, mama?"
"It can be extremely serious, especially bleeding from the major arteries. You can bleed into your chest or an abdominal cavity and can die without ever showing a single drop of blood on the outside. It's a very effective way to kill your enemies, my child, and can take up to a few seconds to even a year to kill someone, depending on your mood." Haru turned the page, showing a hollowed out human with floating organs, pointing to certain areas. "If you cut in the right places, such as a major artery like the aorta, you can lose enough blood to die within seconds."
Hisoka frowned, staring at the human picture with a thoughtful look. "That sounds painful..."
Haru nodded but continued on; her daughter was not the least bit disturbed by this. "It can be. Especially when bleeding into your lungs or airways; as you bleed out, your lungs also begin to fill with blood. You would also begin to die from the lack of oxygen. Can you tell me why that is?"
"Because..." Hisoka thought for a moment, "Your blood delivers oxygen to your brain and other body tissues! And if you're bleeding then you don't have enough to do that!"
"Excellent! You've made me so proud!" Haru patted her head, combing long fingers through her shoulder-length black locks as she began to notice her child's eyelids slowly dropping as time went on. After checking how late it was, she said, "I think it's time for bed, my child, it's getting late so that's enough for tonight."
"Un..." Hisoka yawned, a small hand moving to cover her opening mouth.
With little protest, the mother of one maneuvered the small body against her as she laid on her side after closing the book and placing it on the nightstand beside them. She adjusted herself so her child was laying on her back, head resting against the small pillow as she used her arm for her own headrest. "Would you like a little story as you fall asleep, Hisoka?"
"Yes mama..."
Haru turned off the light and pulled the covers over them, intent on staying the night with her cute baby girl. "Now then, once there was a woman who wanted to become..." She began, speaking softly into the night.
Location: Clinic Area, Matsushita's Home Clinic, Itō, Northeast Corner of Izu Peninsula, Eastern Shizuoka Prefecture, Chūbu Region, Honshu, Japan
Date: January 19, 20XX
"Now, you are going to bandage this man's arm just as I had shown you before. Think you can do it yourself?" Haru asked, stepping back as the male volunteer (with pure white skin, short choppy green hair, and pale pink eyes) sat on the chair near her desk as her daughter stood to his side with a small first aid kit.
"Yes," Hisoka said, jerking her head ever so slightly, determination lighting up in her eyes. She looked over the raised arm offered to her, the young man smiling at her in encouragement. The young child nodded to him in thanks.
Opening up the first aid kit, she took out a bandage and disinfectant and began bandaging his arm as her mom showed her. After using the disinfectant and making sure there was no other injured area, she began to wrap the bandage at the outer aspect of the wrist, wrapping it around once, before she went over the back of the hand and across the palm. Pulling the bandage diagonally, she crossed it over his hand, making sure it wasn't too loose or too tight as it could lead to the swelling of the hand. She pulled the bandage between the thumb and index finger.
She glanced at her mom, who nodded, before she moved on, happy she had not messed it up yet. Continuing to wrap the bandage across the palm, she moved it under the thumb, then over the back of his hand, across the wrist, and finally up over the back of the hand then between the thumb and index finger again. It was like a loop. Hisoka then wrapped it around the wrist, pulling the bandage up diagonally and began to reverse the diagonal with each wrap as she made a criss-cross-like pattern slowly up the lower arm. She kept on wrapping up the arm, securing the end of the bandage with a small piece of tape.
She then asked a series of questions her mother made sure she had memorized, to be safe rather than sorry, while checking over the hand to see if the fingertips were warm and pink. If they weren't and were either cool, pale, numb, or tingling, the bandage would have been too tight, and she'd have to rewrap to apply the correct pressure without hurting circulation. They were fine, and it made Hisoka clap with joy after a quick check by her mom.
She had finally gotten it right!
Location: Haru's Room, Third Floor, Tokyo Metropolitan Matsuzawa Hospital, Kamikitazawa, Setagaya Ward, Eastern Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: August 17, 20XX
"We've gotten a letter from the school. Due to All Might's fight and other events, we are to stay with family until U.A. has finished with something. They won't tell us what yet," Hisoka told her mother, folding the small sheets of colorful paper slowly. "So, I'm staying over at Fumi's house right now."
"What about the apartment?"
Hisoka shrugged. "At this point, it's up in the air of what's going to happen."
Haru hummed airily, glasses covered eyes looking down as expert fingers moved along creases of the blue paper, folding it into something smaller. She was making some animal she had recently learned from a friend. "Make sure to clean everything up then."
"I will. It should be somewhat clean though, Aunty has been going over there regularly to make sure it was clean before Fumi's... kidnapping."
"I see. How is Fu-chan doing?"
"He's doing well enough, quieter though."
"Fu-chan has always been a quiet child, you know that. Has he said anything about what happened to him?" Haru made another fold, the paper beginning to take shape.
"Not much had happened to him, actually. From what he's said, the Villains didn't do much to him beside talking. They wanted another classmate. Aunty and Uncle won't let us leave the house," Hisoka sighed, rubbing the back of her neck after stretching her arms.
Brown eyes stared into her own, peering over red-rimmed glasses, making her pause. "You left without telling them."
"I left a note..."
"My child..." Haru's voice held a warning, making Hisoka look away, shoulders slumping as she placed her hands on top of the table. They stayed silent as Hisoka moved back to folding her paper with much less zeal. Haru spoke up a few minutes later, "You've become quite reckless lately."
"..."
"I know you were there at the fight as well." Her mother always seemed to know. "I'm not holding it against you. That was your decision and you will need to face what consequences that choice with bring." Hisoka stared down at her hands blankly. "Just know that I am proud of you for doing what you thought was best." She snapped up to stare at Haru with wide eyes. "There will always be choices you have to make, both easy and hard, and we don't know what that choice will bring us with the everchanging future. Everything we do comes down to making a choice. At times those choices come from collecting and processing data and others come from a feeling, intuition, or emotion. It is always changing. Decisions are often fluid because we change, and circumstances change, and I am sure you've realized that by now. The constant is our commitment to the process."
"Mother..."
Hisoka's eyes grew wider as Haru smiled at her. "But just know I will always be behind you with whatever choices you make."
She looked away again, biting her lip to keep her from breaking down, as she felt her mother grasp her hand with a comforting embrace. She didn't want to see... To think... The future was such a scary thing. She felt arms wrap around her from behind, holding her close as a chin rested on her right shoulder. Hisoka held onto that grasp tightly, her bangs shadowing her eyes. "Thank you..."
For the first time in a long time, she felt a semblance of peace.
Author's Note: Boy, has this been a looong weekend from being so busy on Friday and Saturday that I wasn't able to write to wanting Tetsuya's profile picture to be down and overwise, I'd say this has been an eventful time. And popping out a chapter to boot, I say I did a job well done! About the beginning, I wanted to show off some scenes I've had stashed on standby for a while but never had made it into the story so far... After a bit of fixing up and seeing the opportunity, there they are! (Haru what are you teaching little Hisoka?!)
Oooooo~! One more chapter for this Arc and it's time for the home visits! So, what do you think is gonna happen? How will it play out in the end? Read and find out next week!
And guess what~? I'm finally done with Tetsuya! Here he is!
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