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:
Guest- You weren't rude or anything. It actually gave me and my editor a really good laugh! Never even noticed it and I think no one really didn't either and if they did. No one said anything until you did. Thanks for that! And kinda sorry for not updating until now... Things have happened and if you want a better explanation, go check the Author's Note down below after the chapter! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
chaosrin- Sometimes it's not easy making friends even when you want to make them really badly. I know from personal experience... But not to worry there will be more friendship stuff added soon! Your bonding idea is very welcoming! All of them actually! (And any new ones you come up with I am sure will be as well!) I've already got a plan for this Arc and have everything jotted down (though is not all written in stone~!) so there might not be any more major changes. Minor. Maybe. You've given me a lot to think about though, with both involving the future of Hisoka's Quirk and Hero style/fighting style and maybe Arcs, but I cannot guarantee anything. And to answer your question, yes Hisoka's energy reserve for healing has increased. It's one of the things Aizawa took note of and exploited to make stronger not just making her fighting style stronger. ^^ No need to be sorry for dropping it all on me! If you want, drop even more either by Review or PM! I'm always welcome to future ideas (especially when THTB catches up to the manga... either I'll put THTB on hiatus to have WL catch up and see how the current Arc at the time play out or do a new Arc like you had suggested before starting on it again.) Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
GodOfPixies- I'm glad you like the story so far. If you don't understand how Hisoka's Quirk works, then read further in (which I hope you have) or read her profile. It'll make things clearer. In resolve of her Quirk not able to heal her, it makes her body healthier (such as immune to certain things), stronger, and quicker than the average human. Check out her profile on DeviantArt (the link is in the first chapter) as it'll explain things more clearly. ^^ Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Prince- That makes me happy to hear. I love talking with you as well. ^^ And yes, Nejire is a minor character. Don't worry there'll be more Aizawa then Recovery Girl therapies as I really do love doing Aizawa's more than Recovery Girl's, but I have both of them as Recovery Girl likely have the more experience in regard to this type of thing and Aizawa's doing cuz he's the Class 1-A's dad and would know her better than any of the other teachers. So, a compromise is in order. They'd usually switch off each other weekend unless something comes up. ^^ And no, they don't. They have some idea but don't know who it'll be until someone obvious comes to light or Hisoka's admits it (which she'll rather eat poop then admit...). OMG! Those medical abbreviations... My brain hurt so much while looking at all of them. That's really cool you know some of them. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Vedahzii- Hisoka has nightmares. A lot of them. They are one of the reasons why she's begun to develop a minor case of insomnia. That doesn't mean she doesn't have 'mad ramblings' and those are influenced by many things. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Jarhead- She will. And there shall be more loving ahead! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Oblivious ninja IJ- Indeed you are. ^^ Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Chapter 54
To Under The Stars
Location: Rooftop of Heights Alliance, South Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: October 1, 20XX
Hisoka really wondered if these sessions were really working... They didn't feel like they did. All she had done was talk with Aizawa-sensei and Recovery Girl, just as she did earlier this afternoon again as Aizawa-sensei was busy doing other things. Something about a meeting with other Pro Heroes. Recovery Girl was very tight-lipped about it.
Hisoka didn't push.
She wished Recovery Girl wouldn't push her into talking about her mother (Safety. Learning. Dangerous. Love. Comfort. Unstable. Warmth. Truth. Lies. Good.) and him (no... no... no...) more. She could only say so much before the desire to gut someone possibly took over. So, they sat in silence before the elder Pro Hero decided to move on to her friends. They talked about Fumi.
Fumi was good.
Fumi was stable.
And Tsuyu and Shoto and Momo and everyone else in the class she had slowly become friends with or was at least acquainted with. The only one she'd have to say she didn't get along with was Mineta... for obvious reasons... but that didn't mean he was a bad kid. Just... different. Yeah. Let's go with that. And Bakugo-san was... Bakugo-san. The rest she got along with fairly well even if they didn't always hang out or talk with each other.
Hisoka liked talking about her classmates and their daily shenanigans. A few days ago, some of the girls decided they wanted to help Hisoka cook dinner and have all the class eat together (it was usually do-it-yourself for most of them) just because. Ashido-san burned water. (Hisoka kicked her out to set the table after that.) Momo was adorable chopping up the required vegetables. The less said about how Hagakure-san's cooking - purple, bubbly, and a taste for boys (Shoji-san and Ojiro-san steered clear of anything purple for days after that. Poor boys.) - came alive the better.
It made Hisoka's life a lot less stressed.
Everyone agreed the girl was not allowed back in the kitchen unless supervised after that.
Hisoka made sure Hagakure-san wasn't in there when she was cooking earlier. Sato-san was kind enough to help Hisoka with some small snacks. He knew what he was doing, due to studying gastronomics needed for his Quirk, sugar being necessary to activate it. She would be the first to admit that his sweets were very delicious and were better than her own half of the time. He liked to swap recipes from time to time and debate over what could be used in desserts like cakes, cookies, and all sorts of things. Sato-san was very passionate when it came to cakes especially. If it was sweet, Sato-san could probably make it.
And well...
"Hisoka?" Tsuyu's voice cut through her mind, breaking her away from her thoughts to look into curious, slightly worried, black eyes. "Everything okay?"
Blinking a few times, she nodded. "Just got caught up with my thoughts. Sorry." Giving a reassuring smile, Hisoka bit into her sandwich. It was something simple tonight - different kinds of sandwiches (the idea courtesy of Momo) with all kinds of sides and sweets made by Sato-san. Her classmates were really nice. It was a simple dinner for a simple date. Tsuyu just wanted to spend time with her by themselves and Hisoka felt the same. They really hadn't had the time recently due to their internships, training, homework, Fumi needing help with his molting feathers, school, and everything mixed in between. So, they took this free time as a blessing.
Tsuyu smiled back, small and happy, as she bit into her own food. "Thank you for the food. It's delicious." They sat on a pale blue fuzzy blanket, dressed in comfortable clothing for the cool evening as it turned to night, swapping stories and chattering and gossiping like old ladies, laughing and happily spending time together.
After the food was gone and their bellies full, they laid back on the soft blanket. Hisoka let one of her arms spread out, the fuzz tickling her skin lightly, the other used as a pillow behind her head. Tsuyu decided to use her stretched out arm as her own pillow (Hisoka wondered how long it'd be before it fell asleep...), curling up beside her like a cat. (An image of a neko-like Tsuyu that appeared in her mind, tilting her head and raising a hand like a paw over her head as she let out a soft meow, made Hisoka's cheeks burn. Little did she realize that the said girl has had the very same thoughts many, many times.)
Brown eyes glanced over at her girlfriend - even after all these months, the word still made her stomach have butterflies, and saw Tsuyu was looking up at the sky in wonder with big eyes. She smiled to herself, watching the light of the moon reflect within them, making them look more beautiful.
How did she get so lucky to have someone like Tsuyu in her life?
Her luck must be kami-sama-level then...
Maybe she made a pact with the devil to have this and didn't remember it...
Well, no matter what, she was lucky (how long until that luck would run out?) and she wanted this moment to last forever.
Hisoka looked back at the velvet night sky that loomed overhead. The stars hung in the heavens above them as if strung in the air by invisible strings. While in the city you couldn't see as many as in the countryside, the two were still able to see just enough for Tsuyu to point out a few constellations, a small hobby she liked to do from time to time. At this time of year, she pointed out where Orion was outlined by four bright stars at the corners of an imaginary trapezoid. Within the four points was a row of three stars tilted at an angle - Orion's belt.
"And that's where his sword is," Tsuyu explained, pointing at another group of fainter stars that arched down from Orion's belt. "Beside him are his two hunting dogs Canis Major and Canis Minor, standing next to the river Eridanus while he fights Taurus."
"Must have been bloody..." Hisoka commented.
Tsuyu couldn't help but snort. "Of course... Of course..."
She raised an eyebrow fondly, side glancing to the other. "And what's that supposed to mean?"
"You always seem to focus on the more bloodier aspects of things."
A thoughtful expression appeared on Hisoka's face before shrugging as she let the cool night air surround her. It felt very nice. "I guess."
Suddenly a bright point of light moved rapidly across the inky black sky past their view, leaving behind some sparkling signs of the warmth before the shooting star faded out just as suddenly.
Tsuyu pointed at it excitedly, turning to Hisoka with a wide smile. "Look! Did you see that, Hisoka?"
"Ah. It was beautiful and bright." Hisoka nodded, returning a softer smile.
The green-haired girl's smile turned mischievous. "I see something much brighter right now"
"Really? Where?" Hisoka glanced around but couldn't see anything when it dawned on her as Tsuyu sat up, leaning over her, placing a hand on either side of her head.
"You are."
Brown eyes widened as the other girl leaned down and pressed her lips against her own, fireworks blasting off inside Hisoka. Butterflies flew around in her stomach and heat burned her cheeks.
Ah...
She truly wished this moment lasted forever.
Location: Gym Gamma, Northeast Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: October 2, 20XX
"The intern group's movements are really sharp," Jiro commented, letting out a whistle as she looked at the group climbing up the very tall, rocky wall. They all had ropes tied around their waists for safety. For now. Knowing their sensei and the whole class did - to a point - those ropes would be there for only so long.
How long?
They all honestly didn't want to know...
"The bastards caught on to something out there," Bakugo growled, pointing at the red head of the group. "Hey! Spit it out! The hell did you learn?!"
Kirishima shouted down, "Sorry! I can't!"
Shoto shook his head, focusing on climbing up himself and trying to find new ways to use the ice part of his Quirk. He had thought of different ways to go about climbing up from making steps/leverages made of ice under his feet to using picks or claws on his hands and fingers. He wanted to challenge himself to see if he could create new techniques even if they were small. His mind, however, kept on wandering from those thoughts to a certain Healing Quirk girl.
Why did she keep on missing so many of their Hero classes?
Wasn't her goal to be a Hero?
Sure. Her internship had benefits, but it didn't seem like her to be a doctor or someone who'd stay in the office. He saw her passion to wanted to save others but there was also that inching in her to fight. It felt like it was inevitable for her not to fight. Fighting was a part of the job description after all and though her skills in both hand-to-hand and with weapons were far from perfect, and could easily be taken away at the right moment, she'd keep on going for the sake of others. Hisoka was a force to be reckoned with.
He hoped Hisoka had chosen correctly.
He wasn't the only one who thought that.
Location: Infirmary, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: October 2, 20XX
Monday came too early in Hisoka's opinion, but time never stood still. It was a constant thing humans would never be able to take control of no matter how hard they wanted too. Changing into their now-winter uniforms, her class began another week of school and training to become Heroes. Some with internships. Others with the usual grueling and tiring training Aizawa-sensei loved to put them through.
Sadistic sensei...
Hisoka wondered if all the adults here shared tactics over tea or something. If Aizawa-sensei made sure they were psychically tried, then Recovery Girl-sensei liked to do it mentally. (She did say this wasn't going to be an easy path, after all.) The lady might look sweet, charming, and totally like your grandmother, which she could be, but she was strict.
And her cane hurt.
She may be small, but she could pack a punch when she wanted to. (Where did she store it?!)
Anyway, as time went on and her internship continued, Hisoka had begun to learn how busy Recovery Girl-sensei's job could be. They still went over different terminology, abbreviations, and a lot of different exercises, like the one she had to do now. It was hard work. Hisoka liked it. Hard work meant she was achieving something and that made her happy.
She was learning.
She was working.
She was walking down her own path to adulthood.
She was on her way to becoming a Hero. (One she hoped her mother could be proud of.)
That didn't stop the feeling that something was missing from growing though. She pushed down those feelings - it wasn't the right time for them - and focused on the 3D arm model when she felt a light whack to her leg. "Focus, child. This is serious business."
"Sorry, sensei." Brown eyes looked back down and pale hands moved to cut open the stitches on the arm for the third time, a better version than the first time around. Setting down the scalpel, she picked up another needle and ran some thread through it to replicate the process once more.
Recovery Girl huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "If you have time to be sorry, you have time to stitch up that arm again."
Hisoka nodded. "Yes, sensei!"
"Good. Once you're done with that one, we'll move onto one with scales and then fur."
"Yes, sensei."
"What should you do if you are unable to use your Quirk and your patient is bleeding in front of you?"
"Use gauze to dress the wound to stop the bleeding."
"The off chance that you don't have gauze?"
"Use whatever I can around me such as my own bandages or even rip up my coat instead."
The elderly woman nodded in approval. "A Quirk like ours is very valuable and is useful for many things, yet it amounts to nothing in the event that you can't understand the basics to be able to appropriately help somebody."
"Whatever it takes..." She muttered to herself, eyes boring down at the now open faux wound in front of her. No matter what. She would do what she could to reach her goal.
Side glancing at the Pro Hero clambering into her chair, she sighed. "Quirks are a mysterious thing, aren't they?" Hisoka nodded. "You may think you know how to use them, but you never know what they're truly capable of until you experiment with them. Do you know how much your Quirk can heal, Hisoka-chan? Do you know if it can reattach limbs or cure terminal disease or brains? Is there a way for you to use your Quirk offensively such as disrupting the nervous system? It could be a way to easily disrupt Quirk usage."
Hisoka shook her head. "I don't know. Mother's said that the healing aspect of it runs in the Matsushita family. It mixes with the partner's Quirk and makes the child's Quirk have some form of healing."
"Really now?" Shuzenji-sensei was intrigued, leaning forward a bit. "So, your mother had a healing Quirk and your... father... had a Quirk involving blood?"
"Yes..." Hisoka was hesitant before she explained with a prompted move from the other. "Mother had said her own mother's Quirk was something similar to mystic palm energy and her father had a self-healing Quirk."
"Interesting. Does your mother talk about her family a lot?"
She shook her head. "She doesn't like talking about them. She says grandmother died when she was a teenager and her father is still alive somewhere. I think they had a falling out or something." Shrugging, Hisoka returned to rethreading the arm.
"So, you've never met them then?"
"No. And I have no reason to either."
Hisoka missed the other's frown. "You're not interested in meeting or learning about them at all?"
"Not particularly. Mother is all I really need. She's the only that's always been there, and I know she'll be there when I need her the most."
Nor did she see when that frown deepened at her words.
When her thread reached the top, she tied it off and bound the wound together in a quick and precise manner. Brown eyes looked up when a buzzer chimed on the nurse's wrist. With a tap of her fingers, the older woman hopped off the rolling chair and regarded her student. "An accident occurred over at the USJ. Practice on the arm one more time then move on to the scaled arm and the furred arm. I'll check them once I come back. If you're done before then, hit the books."
"Understood, sensei."
"Good." Recovery Girl treaded past her over to the door. "On the off chance that anybody comes searching for me, do your best and I'll return as soon as I'm able to."
The door slid shut softly behind her. Hisoka's gazed blankly at it for a moment before returning to the needle in her hand and back to the arm, returning to work on it once more.
Location: Hisoka's Room, Fifth Floor of Heights Alliance, South Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: October 4, 20XX
Brown eyes stared at the ceiling of her room, blinking a few times before they frowned as the blurriness in her vision cleared up. "Mmmmmm?" What was that? Rubbing her eyes, Hisoka sat up and glanced at her clock, reading well past midnight, when the knock at her door happened again. Maybe if she ignored it'd go away...
No...
Letting out a tired sigh, she pulled off her blanket and swung her legs over the side of her bed and stood slowly. Lumbering to the door, she grabbed the handle and opened it to Tsuyu in her yellow frog patterned nightshirt, a hand gripping the front of it, and a pair of light green shorts.
Letting out a yawn, Hisoka asked, "Tsuyu? It's almost one am... Why're you still up?" Tsuyu always went to bed at ten, sometimes nine, on a school night. It was strange for her to be up this late.
"Could... I stay the night with you... please?" Tsuyu bit her lip, glancing away.
With a sleepy nod, Hisoka promptly allowed the other to come it, closing the door softly behind her. Walking past Tsuyu, she was about to grab her hand to pull her into the bed when Tsuyu wrapped her arms around Hisoka and both of them fell onto the bed together.
Brown eyes blinked slowly, mind still muddled with sleep, before Hisoka wrapped her arms around the other as the other burrowed into her chest. "...Tsuyu?"
"Just..." Tsuyu's voice was muffled and Hisoka strained to hear it. "Let me stay like this for a while..."
"Hmmm..." Hisoka hummed quietly, holding Tsuyu close, stroking her hair slowly. Silence. "Everything will work out..."
Either something happened or was about to happen to make her like that.
"Ah..."
They fell asleep in each other's arms shortly after that.
Author's Note: I hate it when I get into slumps. It affects basically everything I want to do. Sure! I get things done and all that, but it feels half-heartedly done and I hate it when I write like that. It also seems to zap all of my energy for things I really want to do, not just writing, but drawing, reading, time with friends, and a lot of things. There's also my time being taken up by other things like school and homework (along with doing a job shadow... Yippee...), a few family issues, and some other personal things.
There's no need to worry though. I'm back and feeling much better. ^^ Sorry I was away for so long but to make up for it I made the chapter extra sweet with some Tsuyu and Hisoka fluff that's so sweet your teeth will need to be replaced by dentures. And even then, you'd need to replace those for another pair. :P And we learn a little more about the family. What do you think?
Look at this! animefairy299 drew some fanart for me and Marshmellowtime of our OCs, Hisoka and Fuyu from Of Heroes, Blood, and Boba (go check out their story! It's seriously good and they're a very nice person!). Isn't it adorable?
Link: www._deviantart._com/_yukio-yui-chan/_art/_Blood-Users-789756406