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:
EmptySpot- Yeah, there are some things I never went back to change or have the appropriate terms for even when I had noticed them. It was either because I didn't have the time, forgot about them, or was too lazy about it. Lol. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Jarhead- It had been a while, hasn't it? I've been good. Been keeping buzy when I'm not writing or drawing. Just trying to really get into the swing of things and all that. How have you been? I hope you've been safe! Also same! I wonder when they'll go over that again. I understand it might be going on in the background and we might have a flashback or whatever but I'd like to at least see something relasted to the traitor like a small flashback and all that related to them! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
GreyWolfe10- Indeed she did and he deserved it! I'd do the same too! Also, yes. Why must they have such shitty fathers? This is why we can't have nice things! Or basically messed kids who need to work out their own shit because it was caused by their fathers! Stay safe too! Be careful and watch out! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Chapter 63
To Happy Gatherings
Location: Small Conference Room, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date of Report: October 22, 20XX
Class/Department: Hero Course, Class 1-A
Student Name: Hisoka Matsushita
Date of Birth: November 19th, 19XX
Chronological Age: 15 Years Old
Matsushita: [yawns] I thought I was having a session with Recovery Girl this time. Is she busy again?
Aizawa: Yes. She was called away for some business.
Matsushita: Ah.
Aizawa: You seem disappointed.
Matsushita: No. No. I was just wondering, that's all. [yawns] Sorry...
Aizawa: Okay then. How have you been? You look tired.
Initial Impressions: 'Matsushita had rather large, dark bags under her eyes. Has she developed insomnia? It's not uncommon for Hero Course students to go through bouts of it but this feels different. Or could it be from staying up late? It has been brought to my attention that her focus in class as been slipping a bit but it's not something that is bringing down her grades too much. I will need to keep an eye on it.'
Matsushita: Yeah... I guess I am... I woke up last night and couldn't fall back asleep.
Aizawa: Have you been having strange dreams?
Matsushita: I'm not sure. I can't remember them.
Side Note: 'Unable or won't?'
Aizawa: If you're unable to remember them, do you at least remember any feelings after you wake? How do they make you feel?
Matsushita: [glances to the side, frowns, clearly thinking of something] ...
Aizawa: If it makes you uncomfortable to talk about then you don't have to answer. But know this, what is said in this room stays between us.
Matsushita: I... I know... It's just... I... I feel scared... Nervous... Like I'm about to be attacked by someone or taken over by something or do something I wouldn't normally do... These dreams... I am unsure if I want to remember them...
Aizawa: Like what?
Matsushita: ...
Aizawa: What do you think they're about?
Matsushita: Memories.
Aizawa: Memories? Why do you say that?
Matsushita: A gut feeling. Maybe it's to torment me or something... Not sure... I just feel that it wouldn't be pleasant to know what happens when I dream.
Side Note: 'It's clear that she's nervous to talk about these dreams. Could the dreams be about what happened with Sir Nighteye? And her mother?'
Aizawa: Why wouldn't it be pleasant?
Matsushita: Because I might not be able to go back if I knew.
Aizawa: Go back to where?
Matsushita: I... [frowns in confusion] I'm not sure... [stares blankly]
Aizawa: [frowns] Matsushita?
Matsushita: Hmmm...
Aizawa: Are you okay?
Matsushita: Yes, why wouldn't I be?
Aizawa: Are you sure?
Matsushita: [nods] I'm fine... Just tired.
End Notes: 'Strange... I'll need to keep a closer eye on her than before. I think there's something going on with her but I don't know what. I need more information and I feel it might have to do with her mother.'
Location: Ground Gamma, Near U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: October 25, 20XX
As Hisoka dashed across the roof, gaining speed, she saw that her target - the tallest water tower where she had met Aomi-san - was in sight and let out a deep breath. She let her weight fall backward as she kicked up one leg, the other trailing behind it while each of her hands were on either side of her as she pushed from the short metal obstacle wall and used the momentum to fire herself over the wall as she straightened up and landed into a roll, moving forward and tucking her chin in just as she had seen in Aomi-san's video. She pulled her shoulder forward with her hands, pushing off from her toes at the same time as she rolled onto her shoulder, her body tense and strong. She rolled up onto one knee, panting a bit but her eyes were still on the target ahead of her.
She was glad she was able to convince Aizawa-sensei to let her practice her parkour at Ground Gamma during some of the Hero Training sessions so as long as one of the teachers was available to supervise them. (All Might was available this time around.) But she wasn't truly alone here as she heard her classmates shouts and grunts as they worked on their mobility all around her. It was the best place to practice, though, with how it was shaped like a maze and she had remembered how Aomi-san had moved around this place with ease, around everyone and everything without anyone able to catch him. Just like in his videos she began to religiously watch over the last week or so. (She wanted to do that... She wanted to learn about it so much!)
She had subscribed to him instantly and would watch the videos Aomi-san had on his YouTube channel named Aomi's Jump. On his channel, it wasn't just step-by-step videos, there was also a reaction to other parkour videos, and first and third-person vlogs of him doing parkour around the city he resided at and other places as well. The majority of the videos were of himself but sometimes it would be the twins, sometimes both sometimes only one and other times there would be someone else with him like other Heroes.
They were... different, to say the least.
Hisoka still found it a bit strange but she just went with it. Aomi-san was clearly one person even when he was split into two different people.
She'd been thinking of getting in contact with him as well, if given the chance. It didn't hurt to learn a few things from him personally. Maybe she'd be able to do another internship. It'd certainly help her but there was a lot to learn. After the last week of trying some of the basic moves from his how-to videos, it wasn't as hard as she thought. But teaching oneself only got one so far.
Standing, she moved forward again; she increased her speed once more and finally reached the edge of the roof, leaping without hesitation - it could get you hurt if you did, you needed to move, race forward, don't think, just move - reaching out an arm towards the bar right in front of her. Grabbing onto it with both hands, she let out a hiss from the force of her own weight dragging her down, and with that moment, her grip slipped when she tried to swing forward toward the higher ledge.
Brown eyes widened as she let out a surprised gasp and reached out a hand to try and grab onto the nearest thing, but her fingers barely grazed the pipe. It barely was able to grip onto any of the others, but it slowed her descent, nonetheless. Hisoka let out a grunt when she landed on her butt, groaning as she let herself fall onto her back, laying on the ground in the alleyway. She stayed like that for a bit, letting her sore muscles rest as she slowly caught her breath, eyes looking upward, catching the clear blue sky through the bars. Raising a hand upward, as if to touch the sky, she saw how red her unbandaged hand was and let out a hiss when she clenched it.
She needed to do this. (She needed to stop thinking about her mother. Her...) She had to do this. (She had become her own person.)
She needed to move forward. (She kept on staying in the past...)
She had to stop wallowing in whatever... this was... (Lies.)
She... (couldn't do it...)
She... (had to do something...)
She... (had to stop worrying everyone...)
She... promised... ("It'll be okay..." Would it?)
Sitting up slowly, Hisoka clicked her tongue. "Again... I need to try again..." Standing up, she retightened her bandages, ignoring the aches on her body, ignoring the scrapes on her hands and the cracks in her nails (in her mind... her soul...), ignoring the reddening bandages, ignoring the look she was given by those nearby as she emerged from the alleyway and gripped onto the pipe nearby, knuckles whitening as she climbed.
She would do it again and again. No matter how many times she fell. No matter how many times her head would go against her. No matter how Red the world got.
It was all she could do in the end.
Location: Sero's Room, Fifth Floor of Heights Alliance, South Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: October 27, 20XX
Explain why she was doing this again.
No really! Why was she doing this again?
Hisoka had been finishing up her homework when her door was banged on repeatedly. She told them to go away. They banged again. So she had stood, unfinished homework laid in waiting on her desk and made her way to the door. She had no time to react when she had opened up the door to the faces of Ashido-san and Kaminari-san who had promptly kidnap her from her own room - she honestly didn't have anything else to do that night and there wasn't much homework left so she hadn't put up a struggle to being with - and into Sero-san's Asian-styled room where a grinning Sero-san, an annoyed Bakugo, and a very excited Kirishima-san were all waiting around a low, dark brown wooden square table. Bakugo was shuffling a deck like a professional.
"Now we can begin!" Ashido-san exclaimed, one arm in the air as she and Kaminari-san let go of her so he could close the door.
Hisoka scowled at her as she was pushed forward lightly to sit between the two kidnappers. "Begin what?"
"Poker night!" Kirishima-san cheered.
The black-haired girl gave him a confused look, raising an eyebrow. "Poker night?"
"Yeah! We have one at least every Friday evening!" Sero-san grinned at her, resting a cheek on a fist, his elbow on the table.
"Then why am I here?"
"To lose, ya extra." Bakugo scowled.
"I have a name," she said with an unimpressed look.
Red eyes narrowed as Bakugo continued to shuffle the cards. "I know that, one eye!"
She hummed, tilting her head. "I hope you realize I have two eyes. Just because only one eye is shown doesn't mean I don't have two but then again, you might need glasses if you can only see one eye." Beside her, Ashido-san was openly giggling while the boys were grinning.
Bakugo growled, glaring hard enough at her to send her to the fiery pits of the underworld, about to explode. "Hah?! What the hell did you say?!"
"I guess you need your ears checked as well." As he exploded in anger and Kirishima-san began to try and calm him, she ignored the blonde and turned to Ashido-san. "So, why'd you and Kaminari-san kidnap me in the middle of the night for some poker game?
"Well, um... So..." Ashido-san began to stutter, looking away from her. "We were wondering if... you could cook whatever the winner... wanted?"
Hisoka's gaze bored into her as she shrunk a little under it before she nodded. "That seems reasonable."
"Really?" Sero-san perked up as Ashido-san and Kaminari-san each let out a sigh of relief.
"Yeah." She nodded, seeing a look of determination in their eyes, even in Bakugo's after he simmered down a bit and began to reshuffle the deck like a pro. (What wasn't he good at?) "What would I get in return if I won?"
"Eh?" Kaminari-san blinked in confusion so she repeated it.
"What would I get if I won?"
"What would you want?"
"Hmmm... A favor. From each of you," she said after a moment of thinking.
"You're on!" Bakugo hissed, a glaring fire in his eyes. "But if one of us wins, you have to cook whatever we want for a month!"
"Okay." She shrugged. "So, how do you play?"
That night, they all learned something that Fumikage could have told them (or not depending on if his sadistic bone was being tickled). Never make a bet with Hisoka Matsushita. You'd be on the losing end every single time.
Location: Small Conference Room, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date of Report: October 29, 20XX
Class/Department: Hero Course, Class 1-A
Student Name: Hisoka Matsushita
Date of Birth: November 19th, 19XX
Chronological Age: 15 Years Old
Shuzenji: Hello, Hisoka-chan. It's been a while since our last session, hasn't it? I'm sorry I wasn't able to have it with you last week.
Matsushita: It's fine. I heard from Aizawa-sensei that something happened and it kept you away. Were you able to complete everything you needed to get done?
Shuzenji: I was. [nods and smiles] How kind of you to ask.
Initial Impressions: 'Matsushita was a bit tense when coming in but seemed to relax after talking for a bit. Perhaps it was another dream as you had discussed in her last session. It wouldn't do good to talk with her about them as you've mentioned she's resistant in talking about them so it might need to be eased in when talking about other things. The bags under her eyes don't look as dark though so that's good.'
Shuzenji: So, tell me what you've been up to this week.
Matsushita: Well, I've been learning some parkour.
Shuzenji: Parkour?
Matsushita: Yeah. It's supposed to have you get from place to place via the quickest way possible. I learned about it earlier this month when we had a Hero Lesson when Aizawa-sensei brought in a Hero who's an expert in it. We were supposed to catch him within a time limit, but he was able to get around so quickly that no one was able to grab him!
Shuzenji: Interesting.
Matsushita: It really is! Aizawa-sensei has been allowing me and a few of my classmates to go to Ground Gamma to practice there and work on our mobility.
Side Note: 'I know why you did what you did Aizawa-kun... ^^'
Shuzenji: And how has that been?
Matsushita: It's... not as easy as I thought it'd be. I mean, I knew it wasn't going to be, but I figured I'd be able to do more than I have now. I've only got a few moves down but when moving, you have to keep on running and think on your feet right at the moment such as when you're jumping over a large gap or from a high ledge to a lower ledge or vise versa. But it can also be dangerous if you're not careful and without the proper equipment, so I have to be careful when trying out new moves that require something I don't have yet.
Shuzenji: Tell me some of the moves you're currently working on.
Matsushita: Well, there are a few different vaults - it's a speed technique that's used to go quickly over obstacles, kinda like a jump but not at the same time - that I've been trying to perfect. I know how to do a few of them as I've already known how to do them ironically, but during one of them, my grip slipped when I was trying to get to a higher ledge... It was a good thing that it wasn't up too high or else I'd be really hurt.
Shuzenji: [nods, makes a motion for her to continue]
Matsushita: I've got to work on my landing some more because there's a lot of different kinds of landings to learn and each one is different but helps you when doing parkour. I have also been working on my super move... Not that I've really got one. It's more of combining stuff and hand-to-hand and weapon techniques that I already know but I really don't have a name yet for it because it's not done yet.
Shuzenji: Is it almost done then?
Matsushita: Almost.
Shuzenji: Hmmmm... You seem very serious about learning this. And know a lot
Matsushita: [nods] I am. I've learned a lot in the last week.
Shuzenji: Just like when you were learning under me during your internship.
Matsushita: [scratches cheek] Yeah... I know it'll be beneficial to me, just like what I learned from you for my future will be as well. And I hope to learn a lot more from you. I know I'm quite inexperienced in many things medical wise compared to you.
Side Note: 'It makes me very happy to hear how serious she is becoming in her future and that she's slowly but surely finding her own pathway to becoming the Hero we both know she'll become.'
Shuzenji: I'm glad to know that you realize you still have many skills to learn and are willing to change that, but you are more knowledgeable than you realize, I hope you know that.
Matsushita: [looks away] Yeah...
Shuzenji: [smiles] So, tell me what else you've learned this week.
Matsushita: Poker.
Shuzenji: [blinks in surpise] Poker?
Matsushita: [nods] Some of my... friends taught me how to play when we hung out.
Shuzenji: Well, did you have fun?
Matsushita: I never knew such a game with betting could be so fun.
Shuzenji: I see...
End Notes: 'What have your students been doing when you aren't around? Well, besides that worry, Hisoka seems to be getting a bit better regardless of what has happened or how slow it is. But she still should be kept under closer supervision. What she said in her last session has me worried that this problem goes deeper then we think but we won't know for sure unless she opens up more so I suggest that you take over a majority of the sessions. I'll still help out with the sessions, especially when you are busy but Hisoka trusts you much more than she does with me, and having a safety net to fall back on would be very beneficial for her.'
Location: Roof, Heights Alliance, South Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: October 29, 20XX
Hisoka was led up the stairs by Tsuyu, hand in hand, as she followed the dark green-haired girl to the roof. When she opened the door, Hisoka couldn't help but let out a gasp at how it was decorated. In the center of the roof, there was a table, covered by a floor-length dark blue cloth, and a pair of chairs set up across from each other with tableware and food already prepared for two, steam slowly rising from it all. Between the two sets of food was a thin foggy vase with some white lilies in them and beside that table was a smaller table with a round metal cover covering something. A little further away was a portable radio sitting on a plain table playing a new piano instrumental, setting the mood just right. Above the whole set up were rows of string twinkling lights, creating a set of stars for their own personal view all under the light of the full moon.
Tsuyu closed the door when they both exited onto the roof. "So... What do you think?" She glanced at her girlfriend, twirling a lock of her hair nervously.
"You... You did all of this?" Hisoka's breath was taken away at the simple but beautiful sight, turning to face the other girl.
"Well, I did have a little help setting this all up and cooking up the meal," she explained.
Hisoka smiled at her. "It's beautiful. Thank you for doing all of this." She grabbed her hand, kissing the blushing Tsuyu on the cheek before leading her to the table and pulled out a chair for her. It explained why the boys wouldn't allow her to leave Kaminari-san's room and had kept her busy in trying to beat her at Mario Kart and Smash Bros (except Fumi. He just watched in glee as people lost round after round, crackling upon seeing their downed and sour expressions whenever they lost against her) for the last few hours.
"Thank you." Tsuyu smiled back at her.
She nodded, taking her own seat, pushing it in easily. "So, what's on tonight's menu?" Brown eyes looked down at the delicious-looking food, mouth salivating automatically at the smell.
Tsuyu's smile grew, excited to tell her. "It's an old family recipe that's been passed down for about a hundred years or so mom says. I've been really wanting to make it for you for a while now. It's miso steaks with warm mirin slaw that has a mix of baby spinach, sliced cucumber, celery, radish, and toasted sesame seeds with a side of white rice. There's also some yaki gyoza as a side dish and some sweet tea to drink freshly prepared."
"That sounds amazing. I can't wait to dig in." Hisoka made a gesture to the smaller table nearby. "And I take it dessert is under there?"
"Yup. You'll just need to wait to know what it is but I know you'll love it!" The side of Tusyu's mouth quirked up into a playful smirk.
Hisoka chuckle fondly. "Okay then."
"Then, by all means, let's dig in!"
Each of them clapped their hands and muttered an "Itadakimasu" to themselves before they grabbed a pair of chopsticks, digging into the specially made food.
As they ate, they conversed with each other on what's been happening this week (Tsuyu laughed when she learned Hisoka had whipped the boys' butts in Super Smash Boys earlier) and how everything was going with the dance practice for Tsuyu and the staging for Hisoka. Her job was to work on the lights and sound machine as the place they were going to be using had a sound booth where everything was done there. So, she had been busy learning the program to use said lights such as when to turn them off and on, changing the color, lighting effects, and some different sequences that can go with the music. She was also in charge of the backgrounds that would be on the projector that'd be used behind the band. It wasn't as hard as Hisoka thought it'd be but there were a lot of technical lingoes involved and cues she needed to learn.
"I'll show you some of the moves Ashido has been teaching us after dessert is done."
"I'd like that," Hisoka said.
As it turned out, dessert was cheesecake, Japanese style. It had the tangy, creamy flavor of cheesecake, with the moist, cotton-soft texture of soufflé - a melt-in-her-mouth combination - which was called Japanese Cotton Cheesecake outside of Japan due to its airiness texture. Sado-san must have made this. He was the only one beside her who was the best at making sweets in their class. She'd need to get the recipe from him. It was simply divine!
After they were finished and satisfied, they fiddled with the radio and were able to find some music that had the same tempo and beat to the music Ashido-san had them practice too. Hisoka sat on the ground (after she and Tsuyu pushed the table and such off to the side to make enough room) and watched as Tsuyu began to move around just like Ashido-san had them practice. Hisoka couldn't help but enjoy the sight when Tsuyu did a backflip she was really proud of recently accomplishing. Hisoka clapped for her when she did it again, happy to see the proud look in Tsuyu's eyes.
It was then the music changed to a softer, slower tempo of the piano accompanied by string and wind instruments. Brown eyes looked at the hand that was reached out to her. "Can I have a dance?"
Her smile softened and she grabbed it, allowing herself to be pulled up into Tsuyu's arms. The music spun around them lifting away gravity, the lights twinkling with every step they took. Hisoka watched as Tsuyu's hair spun out and bounced more with each move. She allowed herself to be twirled around before she did it to Tsuyu, both in beat and offbeat to the music. They laughed and allowed their feet to glide along the floor. Another song came as she rested her head against Tsuyu's forehead, both falling into a sway. The violins came in first, then the piano, and then the slow beating of a drum. A sweet female voice sang low and soft.
This was perfect.
All that mattered was the person in front of her.
They continued to dance under the moonlight well into the night.
Location: Fumikage's Room, Second Floor of Heights Alliance, South Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: October 30, 20XX
A knock on the door caught Hisoka's attention, causing her to stop decorating the room she was currently 'invading'. "Hisoka, how is everything?" came Tsuyu's muffled voice through the door.
"Yeah, just putting up the finishing touches. Is everyone dressed and ready?" Hisoka called out as she turned around, lowering her outstretched arms after she finished putting up the string red lights to help set tonight's mood. She gave a last glance around the room. There were black, red, and purple streamers and balloons scattered around the room along with fake blood stickers (that honestly looked real). In the middle of the room was a low table packed with all of Fumi's favorite food along with his old-time favorite cake - Cinnamon Sugar Apple Cake - and in the center of the table was a black Victorian candelabrum, the candles not lit for now. Before it was the throne Fumi loved so much with some floor pillows for the others surrounding the table.
To the left was a small concession stand set up with some candy, drinks, and a small popcorn machine next to a stack of Fumi's favorite movies. Besides that, on the ground was where everyone's (including the one from his parents who had called earlier that afternoon to spend time with him) presents sat.
"Almost," Tusyu answered. "How long until Fumikage is here?"
She stretched her arms, hopping off of his bed as she went to the door, opening it. "About half-an-hour until he should be here."
Tsuyu wore a black Victorian shirt and poofy skirt combo with white accents, black and white stockings, and a pair of black shiny slip-on shoes. Her hair was pulled into a low, loose braid with a mini top hat headband to complete the look. It was a mirror to what Hisoka wore except her accents were purple. Over each of them was a mini shawl that came down to their elbows. "How many things did you put on the scavenger hunt list?" she asked. "He left at ten and it's seven now."
"Let's just say there were a lot and it would take Fumi a while to solve everything."
"How can you be sure he'll be here in thirty minutes then?" Shoto came up, wearing a white shirt with black pants that tucked into a pair of black laced boots. Over it, he wore an ankle-length cape that looked like it came from a vampire costume set, connected together by a silver clasp and chain in the front. He was pulling on a pair of white gloves. Shoji-san was following a few feet behind him, wearing something similar except without the sleeves due to his arms. Instead of boots, he wore black men's dress shoes and had a black cloak that covered the upper part of his body.
"He will be." If he knew what was good for him... Hisoka smiled, snickering mentally to herself.
Shoji-san asked, "What is Tokoyami trying to find?"
"His outfit."
"Outfit?"
"Yup. I've hidden a single piece of his outfit all over the school grounds so when he arrives for the party, he'll be ready. Is there anything else you need to grab or do before we get into positions?"
As they shook their heads, Hisoka herded them inside. They all got into position, each of them getting a small party popper. Hisoka turned off the lights with a flick of the switch and so they waited. It was not long before the guest of honor arrived at the door. When he opened it, Hisoka turned on the lights, giving the room a red glow as the others pulled the strings on the small party poppers.
A surprised Fumi, dressed to the nines in Victorian clothing with a top hat that had a skull and feathers adjourned to the left side of the brim, stared at them with wide eyes. He blinked owlishly. "Wh... What is all of this?"
They said in unison, "Happy birthday!"
"It's your Banquet of Darkness," Hisoka said, smiling as Shoji-san motioned him to come in, closing the door behind the two of them.
"Indeed," he said after a moment, getting into his monologue mode, perching himself down on his dark throne as the others gathered to sit on the provided floor pillows. Hisoka tuned out most of it, used to this thing since they were kids until he came to an end. "Revelry in the dark, I say! *Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.* Now let thee dig in!"
Everyone cheered, happy to finally dig in and eat the food. They had fun, talking, and chatting like they were from older times. They got through the presents before they cut the cake. Besides the clothes Fumi had received from her and a few things from his parents and the class, he had gotten a black notebook and pencil set from Shoto (Hisoka had mentioned that Fumi did like to record his thoughts and poems on a daily basis), a few books about the history of gothic cathedrals and architecture and some about the arcane were from Shoji-san, and Tsuyu had gotten him a decapitated horse head pillow.
Hisoka thought she saw Fumi tear up a bit, but it might have simply been a trick of the light.
After they had finished up with the cake, the horror movie marathon began.
"I've got all of your favorites, the classics, and ones that recently came on DVD you've yet to see," Hisoka had explained, pointing towards the rather tall stack of DVDs. "There's also a concession stand for any movie snacks or drinks you might want. Which one would you like to watch first?"
Fumi chose the classic Shining and the marathon went on well into the night, everyone falling asleep inside the room until it was just herself. The latest movie had just ended, and she had to wiggle her arm out slowly and carefully from a sleeping Tsuyu's grasp. She moved around the sleeping bodies, picking up plates and cups to clean up, placing them quietly into the trash bag. She began to pick up the leftover food, going downstairs to place it in containers and then in the fridge. When she got back up, she gently woke up Shoto and Shoji-san, helping the half-asleep boys back to their rooms, before gathering Tsuyu up in her arms to bring her back to Hisoka's own room.
When Hisoka came back after changing their clothes into something more comfortable and tucking the sleeping girl to bed, the lights were on and she saw Fumi sitting in his throne skimming through one of his new books. Closing it with a snap, he stood and placed off to the side when she opened the door.
"Hisoka..." He crossed the space within a few seconds and hugged her close. "Thank you..."
She smiled, hugging him back. "Un. Happy birthday, Fumi."
*Quote by William Shakespeare
Author's Note: Ahah... So much has happened in this chapter and it's only been a week for them all... With Hisoka beginning to practice parkour, two of her session on here (and how different can they be when she's with Aizawa compared to when she's with Recovery Girl?!), learning to play poker (you guys know better than to teach the little psychotic but precious cinnamon roll bad habits! What if she becomes a gambler? And, of course, she'd cream your asses! Hisoka's got some insane good/bad luck! lol!) a sweet little date with Tsuyu (which was a long time coming! Geeze... When was the last them they went on a date?) and Fumikage's birthday (Happy Birthday Fumi (in this universe anyway lol)!). There's still quite a bit to go through.
Though shorter than the usual length is seems to be now (since it's basically monthly when I've got time to update now - where does the times fly now... - I thought longer chapters would be a good idea!), it's more of a filler chapter before the Cultural Festival actually happens. There are two more chapters before that happens to be filled with Halloween goodness and something surprising~ as we enter into November within the next few chapters! Yatta!
What do you think? Just a possible future for Hisoka (also for Pride Month!) and what her provisional Hero License would look like (I explain why I made it in the description). Drawing Time! (Just remove the spaces and it should work. ^^)
Link: www._deviantart._com/_nightmarezanez/_art/_Hisoka-Matsushita-The-Future-846407457
Link: www._deviantart._com/_nightmarezanez/_art/_Hisoka-Matsushita-Provisional-Hero-License-847825338