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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Disclaimer: I do not own Boku no Hero Academia. Boku no Hero Academia is written and illustrated by Kōhei Horikoshi-sensei. No profit was made in the writing of this fanfic.
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Now To Answer Some Reviews:
Prince- You're not clumsy you're cute as a button, Prince. Yeah, it's been a while since you first reviewed and joined on the THTB bandwagon. It's already been over a year since the story first started, isn't that cool too? And there will be petting! You will love it! It will be adorkable and will be wonderful! To the using her blood outside her body like a weapon... The only thing it can do it heal. That's why it's a powerful Quirk. It can heal quite a bit, among other things, but the Quirk does have its drawbacks with draining the user of their life energy. And I actually already had the idea to use 'blood pellets' around the Stain Arc (but thanks for mentioning it!) and she's still experimenting with the whole but I can say that, if she does the cut to gain access to her blood, it can survive outside the body for a limited amount of time. Even from a distance. That's where the Support Department comes it! Ehehehehe! SLEEP? WHAT SLEEP? WHO NEEDS SLEEP?! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Vedahzii- Yes. Everything is 'awwwww' and so cute with sunshine, rainbows, and unicorns before you realize just how messed up things are for Hisoka. And Haru. Man... I'm such a bad mother to my baby... Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
AubreyKuwata- Nice. I'm glad to see that you're back. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Merc 10- A gun will be very helpful in the long run for Hisoka. ^^ (I've got a lot planned for the gun.) Well, it was either that or a katana and I didn't want to get into that territory as ya know... Papa Stain uses one and with all that bad relations between the two... Yeah... And it felt kinda too cliché... Anyway, things between Tsuyu and Hisoka will happen in their own time. There is a lot going on and they are just in the beginning stages in their relationship which is both new for them as it's their first one. In regard to Vemon, no I haven't seen it yet, but I've heard good things about it and I will hopefully see it someday. And Hisoka is literally 1 cm smaller than Tsuyu. She's the second smallest in the class with Mineta being the smallest and Tsuyu being the third smallest. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Chapter 44
To Safety and Idiots
Location: Shooting Range Training Ground, East Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: August 29, 20XX
It was mid-morning and Hisoka wore her PE uniform, along with carrying her notebook dedicated to the creation of her new weapon and a pencil, as she had made her way to the shooting range training grounds just as she was told to do, her heartbeat raising as she neared the tall and wide building. She hoped he said yes. It was crucial for him to, for herself and for her future. Her hand tightened into a fist by her side as she stood, and she pushed down the anxiety she was sure to feel in that moment and took a deep breath, calming her heart and mind. She had to go in and get this over with.
If it was a no...
Well, there was always the self-taught method
For now, it was time to go in. Grabbing the handle and pulling the door open, she stepped inside to see the cowboy hat wearing Pro Hero standing in the waiting room just as before, arms crossed over his chest, waiting for her. She was surprised to not see anyone else there. "Hello, sensei!" She greeted him, nodding in his direction.
He turned to face her, large red cape twirling at the action as he stared down at her, or that's what she thought he was doing as a tan gas mask covered his face and hid his expression from her. "Hello, Matsushita. It's good that you finally arrived. We've got a lot of ground to cover. Now, follow me." Turning on the heel of his boot, Snipe headed to the other end of the room.
Really?
That was it?
Wonderful!
Hisoka couldn't help but grin as she followed behind him; it turned to awe as they entered a massive room where all different types of guns ranging from the size of her hand to twice her size were stored. They lined three of the four walls as the other one with half of the third one taken up with storage and shelves filled with equipment. On the fourth wall were a few different doors, and a shiny metal storage table stood in the middle of the room.
Snipe-sensei walked towards the table, going around it before he leaned forward, gloved hands spread out on top and began to explain, "Today we will do the basic training with several types of guns to see what works for you, along with gun safety and learning the parts of the gun. After that, you will choose a few and we'll do practice rounds. Understood?"
"Yes, sensei!" She nodded, walking up to the other side of the table to stand across from the elder man before she opened her notebook and poised her pencil to begin writing.
"We will begin with gun safety." Snipe-sensei handed her a piece of paper that told her all able gun safety. "Some basic information that you should always know - having safe and secure storage of your firearm is one of your most important responsibilities. It is a full-time responsibility no matter if it's on or off your person. It and your ammunition must always be secured so unauthorized people do not gain access to them. Whenever your firearm is not in use, keep it unloaded and locked and never leave a firearm unattended unless it is unloaded, locked, and secured."
Everything he had just said was basically summarized on the rule sheet he gave her along with four rules everyone with some form of experience involving a firearm knew.
One: Always treat every firearm as though it is loaded.
Two: Always keep the muzzle pointed in a safe direction.
Three: Keep your finger outside the trigger guard until ready to shoot.
Four: Always be sure of your target and what is in front of it and behind it.
"They are not difficult to remember, Matsushita. Some would argue that they are completely common sense to anyone who has had any experience with firearms of any kind. However, we are human beings and we have proven over and over again that we can forget even the simplest of rules. So, memorize those basic rules and you can avoid being the idiot who shot their own hand."
There had to be a story there. The tone in Snipe-sensei's voice spoke volume. "Do you know anyone who did that before?"
"Unfortunately, I do." The Pro Hero sighed. "He was a friend of mine - we've lost contact over the years, though - but one day he decided he'd show off to some girl he had a big crush on. Things happened, he got cocky, and next thing he knew, he lost three fingers and his thumb."
"Ouch..." Hisoka grimaced. That wasn't a pretty picture to see even if she was used to blood.
"Yup." Snipe-sensei jerked his head before clapping his hand as he pulled his own weapon from its holster, setting it between them. "Up next we will go over various parts of the gun." When she nodded, he continued on, "Now all firearms have three basic groups of parts; these include the action, the stock, and the barrel. The action is really the guts of the gun. It includes all the moving parts that load, fire, and eject the firearm's shells or cartridges. The stock, or handle, of the gun, is composed of two pieces: the butt and the fore-end. A gun's barrel is the long metal tube, bored out to provide an exit path for the discharging projectile. Once the projectile is fired, it's forced down the barrel and out of the muzzle by expanding gas forces. In a rifle or a handgun, the bullet travels through the barrel; in shotguns, the shot or the slug is shot through the barrel." He explained slowly so she had time to write down everything.
He then handed her a diagram of a normal gun that showed the basic components of a firearm. When he asked if she knew any of them, she told him as she pointed to the ones she knew on his weapon, "I know things like the trigger where you either pull or squeeze it to initiate the firing process, and the muzzle of the gun is the front end of the barrel where the bullet exits the firearm. Then there's the grip where you are able to hold the firearm. That's about it."
"A good start," he complimented her before he began pointing out the rest of them. "The trigger guard is the portion of a firearm that wraps around the trigger to provide both protection and safety." He pointed at where the trigger was and used his finger to give a general area to where the trigger guard was. "This is the breech, where the cartridge is inserted into the firearm." He pulled out a cartridge that held shiny golden bullets that reflected the ceiling lights before he pushed it back into the breech. "This is the hammer where on a revolver that is the part that strikes the firing pin or the cartridge primer directly, detonating the primer which discharges the gun. Not all firearms have them." He pointed to the small switch on the back of another gun, a revolver, as his own weapon did not have it. "And this is the cylinder, the part of a revolver that holds cartridges in separate chambers. It rotates as the gun is cocked, bringing each chamber into alignment with the barrel so the next shot can happen." He pointed to the round holding chamber currently empty of bullets before putting it away. "Finally, there is the magazine and the bore. The is a spring-operated container, that can be fixed or detachable, which holds cartridges for a repeating firearm."
"Like a pistol?"
"Yes. And then the bore in the inside of the gun's barrel through which the projectile travels when fired. Those are all the basic components of a firearm."
He let her finish writing them down. It was best to write by hand; it was far easier to remember that way, and then memorize it all at a later date. When she was done, she looked up at him to show she was ready to move on.
"Now, we'll go over types of guns. There are many types out there but the main three are the pistol, the rifle, and the shotgun. There's also semiautomatic handguns, rifles, machine guns, and a derringer which is a type of firearm that often has two barrels." He went on to describe most of them in detail, explaining some of their advantages and disadvantages along the way. "Now choose a few of them to start off with that you feel you will be most comfortable with and we'll see what type works best for you with a few practice rounds. I'd advise to start with the smaller ones first and then work your way up. When you do, we will work on the correct stances for shooting in different environments and see how well your marksmanship is. Sound like a plan?"
"Yes, Snipe-sensei!"
Location: Development Studio, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: August 29, 20XX
Hisoka didn't know why but her hair hurt...
How?
After all the practice with the different firearms (she preferred the handguns like revolvers and pistols than to rifles and machine guns as it would suit her fighting style more) and even with breaks between using them, the discharge from the different firearms still left her hands tingling and her ears ringing from the very loud noise they emitted when she shot her firearm even when she wore the earmuffs and safety glasses provided by Snipe-sensei. When he had told her about silencers, Hisoka wanted to use them immediately. She wondered if she could get her new weapon to have a built-in silencer... She'd have to ask.
Which she would do now.
After being let in by Power Loader into the Development Studio, who was free of the assertive and very shameless Hatsume-san for the time being (Hisoka was unsure how to feel about the woman who had tried to use her 'babies' on her and basically felt her up upon their first meeting... She hoped Tsuyu never found out about that small detail. Who knew what could happen if she did...) and they sat back down.
"You're here to give more details about your weapon, I take it?" Power Loader questioned after he sat down in front of a bunch of computers, all of them with a different colored screen that showed off numbers and designs that made her head spin.
She nodded, returning her full attention to Power Loader. "I am." Then Hisoka went on to describe her thoughts on her new weapon's design, asking for the small size, requesting the built-in silencer if it was possible, and telling him about the types of bullets she wanted to use. They were more of darts where they could be filled with a type of liquid or dust (knowing what little she knew of Hatsume-san, she would create all different types, other than the one for her blood, and the thought actually excited Hisoka on what she'd possibly come up with) and the more she did the more exhilarated Power Loader got. "Do you think you can do it?"
The grin under his yellow helmet was her answer. "Give us five days for your weapon. Come by Friday morning and your upgrades will be done by then!" He sounded like a little kid that was given free rein in a sweets shop.
After she thanked him, she left with a thoughtful look. Well, at least she knew everything was going to be taken care of by the best!
Location: Kitchen Area, First Floor of Heights Alliance, South Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: August 30, 20XX
Hisoka had yet to realize she had dominated the kitchen shortly after moving into the dorms even when her fellow classmates used it (each of them had an assigned cubby within the dining/kitchen area with their names just as they had a draw within the massive fridge the kitchen was equipped with) and it didn't help that within the short time they learned that she could use kitchen utensils for things other than cooking. Such as a knife (where you basically used it for stabbing, or if you're feeling sadistic, to skin someone), a spatula (a wonderful weapon to use for beating someone), a spoon (as long as you struck in the right place or could even be used to gouge out someone's eyes), or even a corkscrew (if it was jabbed in the temple or used in someone's anal hole as torture).
A metal cooking sheet made for a good shield when in a pinch as well.
Needless to say, she knew things many didn't want to know and that made her class not want to cross her, especially when angered (or when it was that time of the month).
Well... One may never know what could happen!
Anyway, after a day of hard training in both the Gamma Gym with her class fighting opponents and at the shooting range soon after, she wanted something to do to unwind herself that evening. With the help of a coin flip and the choice of either studying some new medical material she was given by Recovery Girl recently or to bake some cookies...
The cookies won.
So, she baked cookies. Lots and lots of cookies.
Most were already done and cooled off, and the boys in the common area lifted their heads and took deep breaths. Kaminari, Ojiro, and Sato so very much wanted to go over and swipe a few for themselves, the smell of their aromatic fragrance overpowering every other scent that lingered in the first floor. Its scrumptious fragrance pervaded the air - the hints of fresh chocolate, that sugary dough, and the soft hint of that rich buttery aroma. That smell alone made their mouths water, making them think about the gooey chocolate melting on their tongues. But the look she gave them made them stop dead in their tracks.
"Ney! Ney! Hisoka-chan! Are you almost done?" Kaminari-san asked, eyes wide as he tried to make a kicked puppy look. The other two nodded as all three watched her move around the kitchen from one of the couches. It didn't work. "When do you think we can have them?"
She'd share them. She always did. Eventually.
"Soon. And if you don't stop asking, you won't get any at all." Hisoka told them, back turned to them as she stirred the dry ingredients in with the wet ingredients for her final batch. She had made simple sugar cookies, peanut butter cookies, and the classic chocolate chip cookies. They were so easy to make by now, the recipes ingrained within even the furthermost reaches of her warped and disturbed mind.
Ojiro-san wrapped his tail around Kaminari-san's mouth when it opened to answer, glaring at the Lightening Quirk user before he told her, "We'll stop! I'll make sure we're quiet over here!"
"Yeah!" Sato hurriedly agreed.
Hisoka gave them a smile when, suddenly, an ear-splitting scream echoed throughout the floor. "Kyaa! A peeping Tom!"
Hisoka jerked her head up quickly, dropping everything but the closest butter knife and ran, the three boys following close behind her.
"Hagakure-san!" She was the first to arrive, eyes widening when she had to catch the invisible girl, arms wrapping around her as she threw herself at Hisoka. Her own arms automatically wrapped around the other.
"Hiso-chan!" Hagakure-san cried into the crook of her neck, scared.
Hisoka asked, brown eyes narrowing into slits, "Was it Mineta?"
"Eh, isn't Mineta also in the baths right now?" If there was a peeping Tom, it had to be the perverted grapey sex offender.
If it was... There was going to be some rope, a mirror, a rusty razor blade dipped in lemon juice, and the pervert himself! Why the mirror?
So, he could watch!
"Not Mineta!" Hagakure-san hissed out. "But for a moment, I definitely saw a creepily smirking face peering in through that window." Her sleeve pointed towards the entrance hall window. From her furious and terrified tone, it was obvious she wasn't pulling a prank.
Brown eyes exchanged surprised looks with the boys. If it was not Mineta, the offender couldn't be anyone in 1-A, as all the remaining students were inside the dorm. Who would attack Class 1-A?
It could be Villains...
Tension began to mount as the boys looked around more cautiously. Hisoka, while relaxed, was ready to move, but she knew for a fact it wouldn't be a Villain. They weren't stupid enough to attack at a time like this.
"What's happening?" They were joined by several more inquiring classmates: Midoriya-san, Iida-san, and Shoto finally emerging from a long bath, and Kirishima-san was about to enter to take his own. Upon learning about the situation, everyone agreed that it must be a villainous scheme, even when Hisoka gave reasons why it couldn't be, and the mood grew somber.
Hisoka sighed at Iida-san's suggestion to tell a teacher, moving back to the kitchen, giving some cooled but still warm sweets to comfort Hagakure-san. She immediately perked up as she ate the cookies, humming happily while the boys gathered and encircled the main entrance when there was a sudden violent knocking at the door.
It was too late to find a teacher for help.
"Excuse me, who's there?" Iida called out nervously in front of the door.
No response.
Hisoka continued to feed Hagakure-san, the other all too happy to gobble anything in sight.
When the door was yanked opened, Hisoka and Hagakure-san heard laughter. "Hah? You guys finally get a visitor and you greet them like a villain? You're Class 1-A alright, already pretending to be heroes!" It was Class 1-B's Monoma.
Hisoka scowled in his direction as the blonde waltzed into their dorm, the rest of the 1-A teens watching dumbly. "Wait, so the person who was peeping through the window earlier was Monoma-san?"
"Eh?" Hagakure-san shot a heated look at Monoma.
"Don't say it like that," the bastard returned. "I just wanted to check if anyone was home."
"...So, you're admitting to peeping?" Monoma shrugged as he looked around the first floor, indifferent to Iida-san's accusation.
"So..." Midoriya-san hastily tried to smooth things over, waving his hands around. "What brings you here? Did something happen?"
"Are you saying I need a reason to visit?" Monoma arched an eyebrow.
"Oh no," Midoriya-san backtracked, shaking his head furiously. "I didn't mean anything like that!"
Hisoka leveled a blank glare at the blonde copycat, her voice quiet as she spoke, "Actually you do. If you don't, I'll have to ask you to leave." It held volume though, the coldness within it sending shivers down everyone's spines. The knife in her hand, glinting in the kitchen's light, made them pale.
Monoma was either stupid or oblivious to the danger he was in. "Actually, I just came by to inspect your dorms. There might be differences between the 1-A and 1-B dorms, right?"
Kaminari-san countered, wanting to diffuse the situation before any bloodshed stained the carpet, "Why would they be any different? The dorms were built together." Besides the main entrances, all the new class dorms appeared to be identical.
But Monoma just laughed. "Have you been to any of the other dorms?" A collective shaking of heads. "So how would you know for sure?"
"True..." Iida-san admitted.
Monoma jumped at the opportunity. "So, you'll let me check, right? Right?" Permission thus granted, he eagerly explored the common areas on the first floor, staying away from the kitchen when he felt it was best before he lost his hair... or a limb or two. "Let me see the rooms as well," he commanded. With that, he headed towards the boys' dorms, intent on checking every person's room.
Unable to stop Monoma, the assembled 1-A members could only trail after him, leaving Hisoka behind. Hagakure-san skipped after them, happily munching on the cookies with a few of Class 1-A's boys. Hisoka rolled her eyes, moving back to finish mixing the ingredients, so they could be placed into the oven. It was the last batch after all. As she placed the dough on the pan in small balls, making sure everything was in order, she placed them into the oven and set a timer to ding when they were ready, there was another knock at the front door.
Was it bad that Hisoka wanted it to be Aizawa-sensei (even a Villain would be wonderful at this point), so he could drive out Monoma?
Taking off her apron and placing the dirty dishes into the sink to wash them up in a moment and upon opening the door, it swung open to reveal a scowling Itsuka Kendo, a young girl with large teal eyes and orange hair tied into a side ponytail, and the Class 1-B's class representative, a gray-haired, grinning Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu who showed off razor-sharp teeth, and the foreign student, Tsunotori Pony, a girl with wavy blond hair, a pair of tall lyre-shaped white horns, and large round teal eyes.
"Have you seen an idiot here, by any chance?" Kendo-san asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Does that idiot have blond hair, light blue eyes, and can be rather annoying?" Hisoka asked blandly, a hand on her hip.
Kendo-san nodded. "Yup."
"He's looking at the dorms on the boys' side right now," she explained, opening the door fully to let them inside. "Most likely on the third or fourth floor." Kendo-san smiled at her before scowling once more, stomping towards the elevator, as Tetsutetsu-san thanked her and Pony-san gave her a shaky smile before following after them. Hisoka closed the door and watched them go into the elevator (reminding herself to make a bag for Class 1-B and give it to them tomorrow as an apology) and it wasn't long before the oven dinged, and she needed to pull the last bits of cookies out and move them carefully to a cooling rack.
She moved to put away the rest into some plastic containers, snapping on the lids as she put a few in her assigned cubby, her name written at the bottom the same as everyone else's cubby, while she placed the rest in her draw, her name on it as well, in the fridge as Tsuyu walked in.
Hisoka turned around, giving her a small smile, as she asked, "What's all the commotion?"
"Idiots being idiots who deserve to lose a limb and others coming by to bring him back," Hisoka answered, handing the girl some cookies
Tsuyu let out a snort and nodded in thanks. "Monoma?"
"Yup."
"They're good," she complimented her after eating a few of them, making Hisoka's cheeks heat up.
"Thanks..." She cleared her throat, moving to stand beside the other. "How's training coming along?"
"Pretty good but a bit frustrating. I think I've got down my first special move, but I need to work on it, so it can work for longer periods of time. How about you? I see you aren't spending much time at Gamma Gym."
"That's because I'm learning how to shoot."
Tsuyu hummed. "And how's that coming along?"
"Eh... It's so-so." She shrugged, tilting her hand from side to side. "But it'll be worth it in the end."
The smile Tsuyu gave her made her light up. "Have you taken your bath yet?" Upon shaking her head, Tsuyu began to lead her away from the kitchen. The cookies would be fine. She knew no one would (well, Fumi would... but Fumi was Fumi and Fumi could do what he wanted!) take them unless they wanted to face her wrath. "I haven't either."
"Together then?"
Tsuyu nodded. "Together."
The two clasped hands as they continued on.
Author's Note: -gets on my knees- I'm sorryyyyyy! Pleaseeeee forgive me for not having a chapter out last weekend! And I know it's passed the weekend as well but at least it's here! Please still love it! I beg you! -stands- Now that's over... Yeah, I was busy last weekend as it was my 21st birthday weekend and my friends had decided to throw together a surprise. Needless to say, I was. We went to a Safari type place and I got to ride a camel for the first time ever and I got to feed a bunch of gerbils and even some lemurs... And then they stayed over my house the whole weekend, not that I minded as I actually needed it and it was super fun, as my mom was out for the weekend... So, there was little time to write this weekend and I actually really looking forward to writing... But I'm glad I had fun. I needed it! (And it's hard to plan for your birthday when it's right around a holiday which it actually falls on this year... coughthanksgivingcough)
Now that's out of the way! You wanna know something cool? I'm adding some of the Light Novel stuff into the story. Yes, there are BNHA Light Novels, three of them in fact, and they're actually pretty funny so I've added them to the story! You can find English translations of all three Light Novels on the internet already.
Anyway, look! Someone drew Tetsuya! He's soooo cute! I always love how other OCs turn out in other artists' styles. They can come out really cool or cute in this matter! Go check out the rest of their artwork while you're at it!
Link: www._deviantart._com/_andapanda/_art/_oc-request-Tetsuya-770990373
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! See you, hopefully, this weekend!