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:
Prince- Yes. We all love Tsuyu and Hisoka so much. ^^ And I love cheesy pickup lines. They can be soooo funny! Though I can think Tsuyu would most likely say them Hisoka would. Yes, Hisoka did. She is not above threatening bodily harm (that's Mama Haru's influence, for sure) if it means getting her way or when in the injured come first. Hmmm... I read fanfics on the mobile all the time. I don't see anything wrong with that but to each their own. And I hope you get that new laptop soon! My new one is so wonderful and precious! It is my new child! Hehehe. -cries- I don't have the Switch. I hope to get it someday. One day. -looks over the rainbow- Someday over the rainbow, I shall get one! Oooo! A puzzle master. Nice. What's hmu mean? And see! I did update too!
sketchtheunicorn- Hehehe. I was wondering when someone going to ask this. You don't know how hard I laughed when I first saw this review. But yeah, you have a point. But Hisoka does want to help in the best way possible and in the BNHA world, with Heroes being on the top and such she sees that being one of the best ways to do it. If she doesn't make it as a Hero, a doctor or some medical profession is her back up career. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Jarhead- Merry Christmas to you as well. How was yours? What did you get? My Christmas was wonderful (got to spend it with friends, family, and some wonderful alcohol) and I was happy with what I got. And Camie wasn't the true Camie in this arc. It was actually Toga using her Quirk to disguise as Camie. So, yeah... I wouldn't want someone like her in the future either... -_- I hope everything lightens up in the future! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Chapter 50
To Term
Location: Alleyway Far From Takoba National Stadium, Unknown
Date: September 6, 20XX
Camie walked down the alleyway with a skip in her step, moonlight casting dark shadows behind her as she let out a giggle. She felt her body fill itself with delight and pleasure after today. A light breeze blew through, shaking her hair behind as her body began to ripple and shift. Bits of peach goo began to melt down her face and the rest of her body, the clothes staying the same, falling off her to reveal a grinning Himiko Toga. Her smaller body made the clothes a bit baggy on her with the hat she had taken from the Shiketsu girl.
Her phone ringing, she picked it out from her pocket, grinning at seeing who it was and answered the call. Before she could say hello, a voice hissed through the speaker, "I finally got through to you! Where were you and what the hell have you been doing this whole time?! Toga!"
Himiko let out another laugh as she answered, "I was off playing some delightful games!"
"Do not neglect to make regular contact!" Compress said, sighing. "If just one of us is caught then it puts all of us in danger!"
"Don't worry, that's not a problem." Himiko waved him off. "I've been living all this time without being found, after all. And what's more, my little excursion turned out to be quite fruitful. Tomura'll be so happy!" She held up a little vail, drops of blood held beautifully within. Ah... She could feel herself heating up again! Oh! She really mustn't cheat on her Darling but seeing blood, no matter who's, always railed her up.
Oh, how happy she had been when she had seen her Darling! She had even been able to talk with her and little Izuku too! She got to watch her fight and it had made her want to go over there and kiss her so much. But she couldn't and that made her quite sad... That didn't stop her from finishing some business with a certain someone after seeing her Darling's wonderful fight. She was sure her Darling would love what she had done after if she knew. For now...
Well, surprises were always the best.
(That didn't stop the murderous intent and the horrific images that would have made a lesser man puke she had of that little frog bitch for getting in the way! And she held her Darling's hand too! Darling was hers! Hers! She was this close to getting her phone number! She would not allow her to get away with this! Her Darling would understand! She would take care of that frog bitch eventually and then they would finally be together!)
She was this close to getting her phone number too!
"What are you babbling about?"
Himiko twirled the vail around just a bit, watching the drops of red dance within, exclaiming, "Well, I've obtained little Izuku's blood!" It was such wonderful information she was sure her boss would love to have. She couldn't help but let out a laugh, excited for the future with her Darling.
Location: Common Area, First Floor of Heights Alliance, South Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: September 7, 20XX
After the conclusion of the exam, they had been allowed to relax the rest of the day, much to the heavy relief for most of her classmates, everyone either slipping off to get some needed rest or choosing to relax in and watch some TV. Hisoka had chosen the former, napping until dinner time. However, the news had been a period of transience that might of not what they had needed but...
Both Shoto and Bakugo-san had failed to pass the exam.
They were quiet, staying in their rooms until today, or so everyone thought as most came down to see Midoriya-san and Bakugo-san vacuuming. Hisoka had wondered why the two were rather quiet, their faces filled with bandages and bruises littering their body, and she had a standing order from Aizawa-sensei to not heal them or else (told from Midoriya-san himself after he had told her about their fight early that morning) when she had cooked breakfast as usual. Hisoka knew that 'or else' would be painful so she complied, setting some food for the two before they had begun their work.
Fumi said nothing when he had come up shortly after, her class dressed in their uniform following behind him and their shocking exclamations after learning what had happened before they left.
"THEY GOT INTO A FIGHT?!"
"HOUSE ARREST?!"
"How idiotic!"
"Nonsense!"
"Are they seriously that dumb?!"
"Unbelievable...!"
Hisoka worked idly in the kitchen as she finished packing everything up and either placing it in the fridge or in the large two-tier lunchbox before she wrapped it up in a dull red cloth. Then she grabbed a small goodie bag she had made beforehand before she glanced over to see Bakugo-san furrowed brow and clenched jaw, blood pressure steadily rising while Midoriya-san kept his head bowed, worry evident on his face.
Walking from the kitchen, Iida-san was cauterizing his friend for the mess he had gotten into, saying how lucky he had gotten off with just house arrest. Shoto was fixing his tie when he had asked Bakugo-san about their supplementary lessons with a questioning glance and was only met with a frustrated hiss.
"Shut up... It's not of your damn business."
"Whatever." The boy shrugged. "Well then, I'll leave you to your cleaning then. Enjoy!" Shoto said, leaving after that.
Tsuyu snorted at his parting comment, waiting at the door with Fumi for her. Hisoka stopped just moments away from the duo and before the two boys. "Hey, I've made some extra food for you two. It's in the fridge right now so heat it up when either of you get hungry. Okay?"
"Thank you, Hisoka-chan!" Midoriya-san gave her a bright smile. "That's really nice of you! Your food is amazing!"
"Un." Hisoka nodded in thanks.
Red narrow eyes glared at her. "As if I want any of your shitty food, one eye!" Bakugo-san shouted, raising a fist at her.
Hisoka gave him an unimpressed look. "I have two eyes, Bakugo-san. You need to come up with better nicknames."
"Shut up!"
"Kacchan!" Midoriya-san's hands flailed around.
"Hisoka!" Fumi called out. He was outside with Tsuyu, holding open the door. It was then Hisoka noted they were the last to leave.
"Coming!" She said before turning to Bakugo-san. "Eat the 'shitty' food if you want or leave it alone. It really doesn't matter to me. That's on you." Hisoka shrugged. "It'll get eaten one way or another." It always did. Turning on the heel of her shoe, she left, closing the door to Bakugo-san's explosions and Midoriya-san's worrisome nature and trailed between the two.
"He's going to eat it," Fumi acknowledged, tapping away at his phone.
"Totally," Tsuyu agreed, grabbing Hisoka's free hand, the other holding the bento box.
Hisoka nodded. "Yup."
Location: Front Hallway, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: September 7, 20XX
They put away their things and changed their outside shoes, placing their other pair into their assigned cubbies. Hisoka had just closed the door to her locker cubby, a small bag of cookies still in her hands, and glanced at Iida-san, the glasses-wearing boy was chopping his arms, directing them to move along so they wouldn't block the way.
"Got it, everybody?! Don't break the line! Move swiftly! We're heading to Ground Beta!" Iida-san shouted, some of the students following him as they moved in single file.
"You know, you're breaking the line." Sero-san started, chuckling as he pointed at the taller male.
"The president's dilemma!" Iida-san cried, freezing in mid-motion. He actually looked like he was about to cry. Hisoka shook her head fondly as she went to get in line with Tsuyu, the other giggling.
"Since he wasn't at the entrance ceremony, I'm guessing Mr. Aizawa has something else to do this time too," she heard Uraraka-san think out loud.
"Well, I guess things aren't that different from four months ago, after all," Ojiro-san said. The two then proceeded to strike up a conversation about the difference from the beginning of the year to now.
Hisoka headed towards the back, Fumi already gone ahead of them and was happy that Tsuyu stuck around for her. But they paused when they heard a certain little shit, Hisoka decided he was not worth the energy to cut up (the threat of castration was a different story, however), speak up, "I heard the news, Class 1-A!"
Some of the class paused to see what the fuss was about. Monoma was leaning against some lockers, acting like he owned the place, before holding up two fingers with a mocking grin. "Two people! You guys had two people fail the Provisional License Exam?! What a joke!"
Kirishima-san raised an eyebrow, hand on his chin, as he asked, "Well then, was it only you who failed again this time?"
"Sorry, everybody," Shoto muttered, looking away.
Hisoka nudged him with her elbow. "Don't let it get to you."
"He's just trying to get a rise out of you." Tsuyu added. "You'll pass next time."
"First you don't succeed then try, try again and all that."
He glanced at them, giving her a small smile. "Thanks..." He mumbled.
Monoma crackled which promoted Kirishima-san to ask who failed. As it turned out, all of Class 1-B had passed. Well, good for them. Kendo-san gave her classmate a tired and apathetic look, used to his behavior.
Hisoka waved to her when she glanced at her, and she grinned, coming over as some of the others did. Tetsutetsu-san slammed a hand with Kirishima-san.
"I just wanted to say thank you for the cookies you gave us before. Everyone enjoyed them," Kendo-san said, smiling brightly.
Hisoka had given her a large goodie bag to share when they had come to collect Monoma after his stunt with the dorms. "There's a lot more if you ever want to get any." The stash she kept on making for her own class kept on depleting as quick as the blue hedgehog that liked to run fast.
Kendo-san nodded. "I'd love that."
"Hey, you guys are holding up the back here..." Shinsou-san said, walking up behind them with his class.
"Shinsou-san..." Hisoka muttered, watching him. Iida-san apologized loudly for the trouble they caused. Huh... She smiled to herself, seeing the determination swelling around him
"Please don't show me any more lame things." He walked past them. He paused just as he was going to move along past her when she called to him. "What?"
"Here." She passed along sweets to him, grabbing his hand and leaving it in them when he had made no move to grab them. "You've gotten stronger. I hope we get to fight each other again soon."
He only blinked at her when Tsuyu grabbed her hand, muttering how they need to move along, and that Iida-san was starting to grow impatient. Hisoka could feel his eyes on the back of her head as the school made their way to Ground Beta.
Location: Ground Beta, East Side Of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: September 7, 20XX
"Hello! It's me, your beloved tiny mammalian principal." The principal stood, waving to his students on a small stool that sat on the large stage, so he could reach the microphone. He went into a speech about his fur, diet, and lifestyle. Some students yawned around Hisoka; she spotted Kaminari-san standing behind Ojiro-san, playing with his tail. He swatted it between his hands. She had seen him do that before.
It was best not to dwell on that...
Hisoka snapped to attention when she heard Nezu-san bring up what happened at Kamino. "What's thrown my lifestyle out of whack is the 'incident' you all know about, the one that happened over summer break. The loss of our pillar. The effects of that incident have begun to manifest themselves even faster than one could have imagined. Moving forward, our society likely awaits great difficulties. Those of you in the Department of Heroes will likely see the most striking effects."
Hisoka clenched her fist, trying to keep her mind and dark thoughts still in order to pay attention.
"And for the Hero Internships that many of you second and third years are engaged with, even more so than ever, it is critical an awareness of the crisis and act accordingly."
"Hero Internships... Maybe it's like the field training we did before..." Tsuyu mused, finger tapping her chin.
Nezu-san sighed. "My apologies for bringing down the mood with such a heavy topic. But know that right now, the adults out there are doing the best they can to deal with it. And I like nothing else than for you all to develop into individuals who will take over their efforts. All of you, whether from the U.A. Staff, the General Department, the Department of Support, or the Department of Heroes. Do not forget that you are the successors to this society."
Successors, huh... Hisoka was unable to stop the flash of him appearing in her mind or the bad feeling growing in the pit of her gut. No. Never him. (Madness. Never ending. Could one outrun it? Time and time again it was there. There had to be a way.) That would not happen. (Listen to the resonated sound of silence. It was always there - a constant companion beside them all. It was there, mocking them. Engulfed in a never-ending blanket of pure emptiness. Infinitive. Mocking her. Soon...)
She would never turn out like him. (You should have seen it. Open your eyes to the endless pit of darkness that surrounded you as it swallowed you whole. Doing it over and over and over and over and over again.)
Never... (Rather it be of this madness - whether much that was glorious - whether all that was profound - had not sprung from desires of a thought - it had been true to these sweet, crazy conversations of split sentences.)
Crack...
Please... Please... Please... Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. PleasePleasePleasePleasePleasePleasePleasePleasePleasePlea-
Brown eyes snapped up, widening at the rough barks from Hound Dog, U.A.'s lifestyle counselor, breaking from her thoughts.
What?
Huh...
Her eyebrows furrowed into a frown. What had she been thinking about again?
Well.
No matter.
She paid attention to the rest of the announcements, ignoring the gut feeling inside her.
Location: Class 1-A, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: September 7, 20XX
"Well then...starting today, we'll be resuming our normal classroom activities," Aizawa-sensei announced, closing the attendance book with a sharp snap. "I know you've all been through a lot, some more than others." He said, looking to a few specific students. Hisoka huffed. "But now is the time to renew yourselves. To help reach your full potential, despite today's activities being limited to a classroom lecture, this semester we'll have even tougher training than before."
Hisoka rubbed her upper right arm. She could already feel the phantom pains that would for sure come with this tougher training. That would not stop her though! She (and her class, she reminded herself) would get through this! They would grow and become what they all strived to become.
Hisoka nodded to herself.
Right!
"Excuse me, sensei. If I may?" Tsuyu raised her hand. At his nod, she continued, "I was wondering if you could please...tell us more about the hero internships mentioned in the opening ceremony?"
"That's right, the principal did mention something like that," Sero-san said to Fumi, leaning over his chair.
Fumi nodded, arms crossed over his desk. "I'm interested as well."
"It seems to be something that most upperclassmen are involved in, too," Momo added.
Aizawa-sensei scratched his head, yawning. "I was planning to tell you all about it some other time... but now that I think about it..." His head hung tiredly. "I suppose it's more logical for me to tell you sooner than later." He snapped his attention back to his students, a serious gleam in his eyes. "Put simply, there are Hero activities done off-campus. Think of it like a more formalized version of the field training you did with the Pro Heroes you worked with before."
"Wow! I didn't know there was a system like that!" Uraraka-san exclaimed, and then she paused, finally realizing something, and promptly freaked out. "What was the point of all the struggles we went through for the Sports Festival then?!" She screamed, slapping a hand against her desk as she stood suddenly from her seat.
She had a point... "If we have these internships anyway, then it wouldn't matter if we were getting scouted..." Hisoka stated, resting her head against her palm as her elbow sat against her desk, feeling a headache beginning to form. She had been having those a lot more lately...
"The Hero Internships are an opportunity for you to make use of the connections you made at the Sports Festival," Aizawa-sensei answered. Black eyes narrowing, Uraraka-san froze mid-slap as their teacher went onto explain, "They're not linked to classes at all, but rather managed at the discretion of students themselves. That being the case, if you made no such connections at the Sports Festival, I imagine it'd be very difficult to participate in such activities. In the past, each office would conduct their own recruiting efforts, but it often caused a lot of trouble because they would fight over U.A. students. And that's why it is the way it is now. If that addresses everything, sit down."
Uraraka-san's shoulders slumped in shame, bowing her head before she sat back down. "I-I'm sorry I jumped to conclusions..."
Aizawa-sensei sighed again, waving her off. "Because you have acquired your Provisional Licenses, you are now eligible to participate in formal, longer-term activities. In the past, there weren't very many examples of first-year students with licenses, but with the rise of the Villains, we are very deliberately thinking about your participation." He tapped against his stand. "Also, you will be expected to write about your experiences, but I'll properly explain all of that as well as your next steps at a later time. I've got some matters to tend to."
The thought the Hero Internships excited Hisoka. This was an opportunity she couldn't waste. There had to be something she could take away with this - learn new things and experience what she really hadn't been able to since she had been... Well, kidnapped by her mother. Thoughts of that moment left a sour taste in her mouth and so she let out a sigh.
Turning, he walked to the door, opening it, and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Alright... Sorry for keeping you waiting... Mic." Aizawa-sensei said leaving and the excited English teacher came in with a shout.
Well, at least their regular lessons weren't boring...
Location: Shooting Range Training Ground, East Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: September 7, 20XX
Later that afternoon, once classes were over, Hisoka had made her way to the shooting range hoping to find Snipe-sensei there. She felt jittery, just like when she had been waiting for the announcements for those who had passed or failed the Provisional Hero License Exam. Kami-sama... She felt like a kid at a candy store... This was a rather... new feeling. Not a bad one, mind her, but it was usually reserved for Fumi, Aunty, Uncle, and her mother...
Her hope had not been crushed, finding the Pro Hero just as he walked out of the storage room. "Ah... Matsushita, what brings you here?" He greeted her as he closed the door, tone light and happy.
"I wanted to show you something, sensei!"
"Oh, really?" If he didn't have his mask on, Hisoka was sure she would see him raise an eyebrow at her from the mirth his voice held, "And what might that be?" The man's arms crossed over his chest.
Pulling from her bag, she showed him her new Provisional Hero License with a grin. "I passed the exam!"
"Congratulations! I'm proud of you!" He slapped a hand on her shoulder. "See? I told you that you would be able to pull through just fine!"
"Un!" She nodded.
"How was the exam?"
Hisoka stayed silent for a moment before answering, "...It was... interesting, I guess."
"You guess?"
"It was unexpected, and I was able to put a lot of my experience to use." She began to tell him about both parts, not mentioning Utsushimi-san. She had a feeling it would be a bad decision to say something about the strange girl to the Pro Hero and she honestly wasn't sure why. Well, no matter. Snipe-sensei just seemed very enthusiastic to hear about the exam overall. "And then I used the gun to help out with the goons, so the other examinees could lead the civilians away."
"Awesome! So, your weapon is holding up for you then?"
"It is," she answered. "It's working really well, and I have you to thank for that, sensei. If it wasn't for you, I'm not sure where I'd be right now." She bowed her head in respect to him. "Thank you for guidance and taking care of me, Snipe-sensei. I hope to still be in your care for a while longer."
Her eyes opened when she felt a hand on her head, moving from side to side. "You are a good student, Matsushita, but still a long way to go. You are dedicated, kind, and I'm glad to have taught you thus far. I will be more than happy to continue teaching you."
She had to stop the blush from taking over her face as she straightened out her hair after she stood up. "Un..." She was unable to look at him.
Just before he was able to say something else, another student came inside, calling out to him. "Sensei! We have a situation."
Snipe-sensei sighed. "Who is it this time?"
"Takahashi and Suzuki, sensei."
"Again?!"
The student nodded. "Mikasa is holding them off and told us to come and get you."
"Alright, I'm coming." He turned and walked to the door, stopping and looked over his shoulder. "I'll see you this weekend, Matsushita. Be prepared, I'll be upping your training from now on."
"Yes, sensei," Hisoka said, shoulders stiffening with resolve.
Location: Small Conference Room, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date of Report: September 10, 20XX
Class/Department: Hero Course, Class 1-A
Student Name: Hisoka Matsushita
Date of Birth: November 19th, 19XX
Chronological Age: 15 Years Old
Matsushita: [frowns] I thought I was supposed to be having a session with Recovery Girl this week.
Aizawa: [shakes head] She's had other business she had to attend to.
Matsushita: Oh... Okay.
Initial Impressions: 'Matsushita is still quiet but seems to be slightly upset at the fact she couldn't have the session with Recovery Girl. Due to her Quirk and recent events, it is most likely related to the Hero Internships.'
Aizawa: Does that upset you?
Matsushita: [shrugs] It doesn't matter, really.
Aizawa: Okay. Then, how have you been?
Matsushita: Good. A bit tired, I guess.
Aizawa: Why are you tired?
Matsushita: Just tired. A lot has happened, after all. The exam, all the training, and everything that keeps us busy.
Side Note: 'She's hiding something. There are bags under her eyes again. It worries me.'
Aizawa: [nods] True. Have you not been sleeping well?
Matsushita: ...
Side Note: 'She doesn't say anything for a while. It feels like she has closed herself off again. I will need to come back to this another time. For now, I will let it go.'
Aizawa: You have passed the Provisional Exam. Did you enjoy it?
Matsushita: [brightens up] I did, for the most part. I'm happy I was able to put my medical knowledge to use.
Aizawa: I saw that you had made the old breakroom into a makeshift first aid.
Matsushita: [nods] Since I had the most knowledge about first-aid and such and I know how to deal with injured, that's where I was needed the most. But it wasn't just me out there. As more civilians came, others had come to help.
Aizawa: You took charge from the beginning.
Side Note: 'Matsushita is usually on the sidelines, helping as support, just as her Quirk and style mainly is. It was a surprise to me when she took charge. She doesn't seem to have liked to very much, though.'
Matsushita: Yeah... Someone had too. I wasn't sure who knew what or what their Quirk would be, so it was just easier to do that and then direct who needed to go where. [smiles] Mother says that sometimes you need to take charge, even when you don't want too. That either you run the day, or the day will run you.
Aizawa: Did you not want to take charge then?
Matsushita: [shrugs] Who knows what would have happened if I didn't.
End Notes: 'Matsushita talks about her mother with fondness and love just as most children have with their parent. But there is also an almost idolized undertone to it. It brings to question just how she was raised due to her parental situation. I will try and learn more about her mother next session.'
Author's Note: Ahhhhhh. A good ending to this I shall say (which I say a lot but eh.) and the first chapter written on the new laptop I got for Christmas which is just as wonderful! There's been quite a lot this Arc, discovering new things, creating stuff, and a whole lot over this year if I say so. Hisoka's been through a lot and who knows what will happen next Arc. (I do~!) What do you all want to see? Should Hisoka get involved with the hideout raid? Should she have a Hero Internship? If so, which Hero do you think would benefit her most?
Yaaaa! How was all of your Christmas', my dear readers? Mine was good. And I got some good things other than the new laptop (which I'm still gushing over! Hehehehe!) such as some candy, a bit of cash, and some body lotion. ^^ What did you all get?
There are many things to look forward too with many new things I'd like to with THTB and then there will be Tetsuya's story as well. I won't tell you much, but it will be up soon (hopefully before January 12th, 2019!) and its goanna be... interesting! Though I will need to tell you all! Once I begin Tetsuya's story, THTB chapters will be written every other weekend, alternating with Tetsuya's story. So, instead of at least four chapters a month, there'll be two for THTB and two for Tetsuya's story. Hopefully! ^^ And there won't be any new chapter next week due to putting the final touches for the beginning of the new Arc for THTB and Tetsuya's story. And the title for Tetsuya's new story willllll beeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... -drum roll-
Wilted Lilac!
Just thought you all wanted to know what it's going to be like next year!
Boy oh boy. I can't wait for the next Arc to happen! And just in time too with 2018 ending and 2019 beginning in less than a day (from where I live, anyway) and I have all of you to thank for keeping up with my craziness and with this a-little-over-a-year-old story! I don't think I wouldn't be where I am without any of you or my precious, most helpful Beta, Ana. You all have to thank you a lot for putting up with me (though she's probably just as crazy as I am! Love ya, Ana!) I am also proud to say we've hit 200k words and 50 chapters in total!
HAPPY NEW YEARS!