I left the arena and started to wander around. And got myself lost. Again.

I sighed. Great, now what was I going to do? May as well keep walking.

"...You're as clueless as usual and it's getting on my nerves..."

"Huh?" I looked around, but couldn't see anyone. I stopped and leaned against a wall. Sounded like a private conversation; don't want to interrupt.

"Sorry."

I widened my eyes. All Might?

"Just remember this: I will make that into a hero that will one day surpass you. That's why I created him."

"What are you...?"

I frowned. Who was he talking too?

"He's in his rebellious stage right now, but he will definitely surpass you. I will make sure of it!"

I heard footsteps, so I shuffled back so I wouldn't be seen. I put my hands over my mouth as Endeavor walked past where I was hiding. Endeavor has a kid here? Wait, Endeavor?! That is Endeavor?! He is even scarier in person.

I heard more footsteps. Damn, now I have to wait until Endeavor is out of sight. No way I'm letting him catch me, especially after what I heard!

I watched him leave, then stepped out and ran the other way. I bumped into someone at the top of the stairs and fell on my ass.

"Damn! I'm always doing that! Sorry!" I looked up and gasped.

"It's alright! Are you ok?" All Might held his hand out. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I was still terrified of him, even though I now knew he was just a tank version of Toshi.

He sighed. "Come on, Kitia. I won't hurt you."

I managed to lift my hand slightly, but he took it quickly, probably thinking I'd change my mind. He helped me up and kept hold of my hand. "You did well today."

"I..."

He smiled. "Aizawa wants a word with you."

I felt sweat on my head and put my free hand behind my head. "Uh, yea. I think I know why..."

He laughed. It was loud, but also kind of comforting, in an odd, annoying sort of way.

"The way you were speaking to Present Mic!" He lead me towards where I'm assuming Aizawa was, his hand now on my shoulder. "It was kind of disrespectful..."

I sighed. "I know. I wasn't trying to be. Not really. I just wanted to put off any heroes that were looking at me."

He looked down at me. "Why?"

"I think you know the answer to that."

"It could be a few reasons. What's yours?"

I blinked and looked up at him. "Uh, I don't know what your..."

He raised an eye brow at me and I couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, you got me. There's only really one hero I'd want to notice me, and I think I did a good job of that."

"I wouldn't say 'good'."

"Yea. You're right. Me either."

We were quiet as we climbed some stairs and entered a long open corridor.

"Will you tell me one day why you're so afraid of me?"

I stopped, head down and my face dark.

"...I'm sorry, Kitia...I didn't mean..."

"No. You're right. You deserve to know why I'm afraid of you. You are my teacher, after all. It's just...It's hard to talk about."

I felt him place both hands on my shoulders and saw him kneel down in front of me.

"Well, whenever you're ready to talk, just let me know. Here." I blinked as he took out his phone. "I'll give you my number so you can call me whenever you need."

"Uh..." I pulled out my spare phone and gave it to him.

All Might typed in his number, but put it under Toshi and handed it back. I looked at it and grinned, then started to laugh.

"What...?"

I looked at him, grinning but had tears in my eyes. "This phone doesn't have any numbers in it, and the first number I get is yours. I don't know, but it's just funny to me." I slipped my phone back into my pocket and wiped my eyes.

I gasped and tensed up as he pulled me into a hug. I blinked, trying not to let the tears fall. I relaxed and put my arms around his neck. I tried not to cry. So hard. I bit my lip until it hurt and pulled away.

"I better go get that lecture Mr Aizawa." I said quietly.

All Might looked at me for a moment, then nodded. "He's just in there." He pointed to a door. "It's kind of similar to the teachers lounge. Oh, I should warn you, Present Mic is in there too."

I nodded. "That's ok. I should apologize to him anyway."

He stood up and lead me to the door. "Good-luck."

I grinned. "Thanks. Imma need it I think."

I knocked on the door as All Might walked away. The door opened a little and all I saw was glasses and massive hair.

"Come in!" Present Mic opened the door wider, grabbed my arm and tugged me in.

"Ouch! Careful, man." I rubbed my arm as the door closed again Present Mic went to the bench where the kettle was.

I looked over at Aizawa who was sitting on the couch, staring at me.

I put my head down, and fiddled with my hands.

"That's not a good way to get attention."

I glanced up and looked from Aizawa to Present Mic. "I'm sorry, Present Mic. I really am. I'm not even going to make any excuses. I'm just sorry."

He glanced over his shoulder at me, looking at me with a serious face. Then he turned, with two cups of tea. He smiled. "I forgive you."

I blinked. "What?"

He came over and handed me a cup. "Sit."

He ushered me over to sit next to Aizawa, and then sat on my other side.

"Uh, guys. Why do I feel like I walked into an intervention...?"

"It kind of is."

I frowned. "Huh?"

"We feel like you aren't trying. Principal Nezu wants you to stay on at the school, but you need to actually try too. We saw that in the first game of the festival, you barely tried, but in the second game..."

I turned to Aizawa as he spoke. "You showed a little of what you are capable of."

"You saw that?"

"The team work was amazing!"

I blushed at Present Mic's compliment. "It was mostly the other three..."

"But it was your plan, wasn't it?"

I hesitated. "We all agreed on it. And our quirks actually worked well together. It was interesting to play with. I think I..." I stopped.

"You what?"

I shifted. "It was fun." I admitted reluctantly.

"Unfortunately, we can't get you into the finals, but there will be other opportunities. We are aware that you only used one of your quirks. We understand your reasoning for that. I want you to show that again."

I slowly put my half empty cup down. "I don't think that's a good idea, sir."

Aizawa looked at me, but I couldn't see his expression.

"I think that my reveal quirk has a lot more to it. I not only revealed the quirks, but I also enhanced them. Reiko from 1-B thinks I borrowed or shared her quirk as well as enhanced it. I never knew I could do that. It might be dangerous."

I saw Present Mic and Aizawa exchange a look.

"What? I'm not making excuses! I'm serious."

"You know how to control it, don't you?"

I hesitated, thinking. "Well, I was able to isolate it to just Reiko and Aoyama. I managed to enhance and use their quirks at the same time, without doing damage to anyone, including who it was directed at, so..." I shrugged. "I think so." I yawned. "It is tiring though. I need sleep."

Aizawa sighed. "Go back your classmates. Rest. If we want you, we'll send for you."

"I suddenly feel like some kind of sell-sword..."

"Here."

I turned as Present Mic handed me a large blanket.

"Keep it."

"Uh, thanks..."

"Go on. If we don't call you, we'll work on training your quirk in class."

I looked at them both, then smiled. "Thanks. I mean it. Also, I have no idea which way to go..."

They both sweat-dropped.

"You're hopeless."

"Heh, yea. I'm not going to deny that..."

"Now that lunch is over, it's finally time to reveal the last game!"

I frowned from my seat. Was that a veiled crack at me? It better not have been...

"But before that, there's good news for all of you who didn't make it to the finals!"

My face went blank. Yup. Definitely a crack at me. I sighed and stood up, leaving my blanket.

"This is just a sports festival! So we've prepared recreational games that everyone can participate in, too! We've even brought cheerleaders from another country to liven things up!"

I sweat-dropped as I walked out into the stadium, seeing what he meant. Wow. Are you fucking serious?

"Huh?!"

I looked around. Why did Present Mic say it like that...?

"What are they doing?"

"Uh, oh." I muttered. "What's happened?"

"What's the matter 1-A? What kind of fan service is that?"

I looked over at the girls. "Oh hell..."

All the girls from 1-A, minus myself, were all dressed up in tiny cheerleader costumes.

Momo started flipping shit at Kaminari and Mineta. Of course it was those two.

I grinned as an idea came to me. "Alright, Mr Aizawa. You wanted me to show what I can do? Watch this."

I walked up to the boys and pushed Mineta into Kaminari.

"Hey! What was that for?!"

I glared at them both. "Do you really have to ask?" My eyes flashed, my hair flying. Kaminari's electric quirk zapped them both until I was satisfied that they had learnt their lesson.

I turned to look up the commentator box and bowed.

"Thank-you, Kitia, of 1-A, for that interesting display of...discipline? Kitia, class 1-A, quirk: recently named Reveal, though subject to change. She can reveal anyone's quirk by looking at them. Opposite to yourself, Eraserhead, but with similarities, don't you think?"

"So it seems."

"She also discovered in the cavalry battle that she can enhance and share her teammates quirks! Very handy thing to have!"

I thought about face-palming, but I found I enjoyed the praise. He genuinely sounded impressed. In fact, they both did.

"Alright everyone! Let's have fun competing in the recreational games! When that's over, the sixteen from the four teams that made it into the final round will duke it out tournament style, one-on-one!"

"Kitia!"

I turned. "Oh, hi Dodo, Shouji. What's up?"

"You got a new quirk?!"

I shook my head. "No. It's just a part of Reveal, that's all. I'm proud of you for getting into the finals, by the way."

"Oh thank-you! I'm disappointed you didn't though! You certainly deserve too! I heard what your team did! I wish I could have seen it!"

"Yea, me too. I heard the explosion, but I didn't see it."

"You sound impressed, Shouji." I chuckled.

"Maybe a little."

I grinned. "Well, I didn't know I could do that, so I guess that's what happens when I really try." I shrugged. "I just hope that I'm able to learn to control it better."

Shouji reached out and picked me up, putting me on his shoulder.

"Uh, what was that for?"

I grabbed his head as he shrugged. I raised an eyebrow and shook my head. "You're an odd one, Shouji."

He morphed a mouth that grinned and I pushed it away, trying not to laugh.

I looked up and spotted Tokoyami. I waved and he came over.

"Well done in getting to the finals!"

"Thank-you. Why are you up there?"

I shrugged. "Ask this guy." I poked Shouji in the temple. I looked around. "Where did Ashido go?" I shrugged. "Oh well, you two are stuck with just me now."

Shouji put me down again as Midnight started her announcements.

"Now, let's draw lots to determine the bracket. Once the bracket is determined, we'll have the recreational games and then start! The sixteen finalists can choose whether or not they want to participate in the recreation. I'm some of you want to rest or save your strength."

"I could use a nap." I commented, yawning.

"Now, from the first team-"

"Uh, excuse me."

We all looked over to Ojiro.

"I'm withdrawing."

I stared at him. "Why though?"

"I barely remember anything from the cavalry battle until almost the end."

I frowned. Who's team was he on? That Shinso guy, I think.

"I think it was that guy's quirk. I know that this is a great chance and it's foolish to waste it..."

I smiled slowly. You're too nice for your own good, Ojiro.

"But, everyone here competed by giving their all! I can't be up there with everyone without knowing what really happened."

"You're worrying too much about it! You should just make sure you produce results in the finals!"

"If you're going to say that, I didn't do anything either."

"That's not it. I'm talking about my pride here. I can't. Also, why are you guys, wearing cheerleader costumes?"

I face-palmed. "You just noticed? Ask Mineta and Kaminari..."

"I'm Nirengeki Shoda from 1-B. I also want to withdraw for the same reason. Regardless of ability, don't you think it goes against the goals of this sports festival for those who didn't do anything to move onto the final round?"

I sighed. "The kid has a point..."

"This is an unusual turn of events..."

"We'll have to see what the chief empire, Midnight, has to say about this..."

"Youthful talk like that is something...I like! Shota, Ojiro! I accept your withdrawal! In that case, we'll have to move up two new people from the fifth place cavalry battle team."

"If that's what's going to happen, then rather than us, who barely did anything in the cavalry battle, it should be them. The ones who fought to the end and stayed in the top, Team Tetsutetsu."

"Kendo.."

"It just makes sense."

"You guys...!"

I sighed again. I was just relieved it wasn't going to be me!

"And so, Tetsutetsu and Shiozaki have moved up to make sixteen! This is the bracket based on the results of the drawing!"

"I need to go check on my blanket..."

"Your blanket?"

I looked up at Tokoyami. "Yea. Uh, I went to go apologize to Present Mic earlier and he gave me a blanket."

"An odd gift."

I shrugged. "I think we're all odd, honestly."

"Alright. I'll meet you outside-"

"Alright! Let's leave the tournament aside for a momentary interlude! Let's have fun with the recreation! First is the scavenger hunt!"

"You know what? Let's just go, before I get trampled."

Tokoyami just nodded and I followed him out. I looked around, but Shouji had disappeared. I shrugged.

Once we were outside, I breathed out and put my hands behind my head as we walked.

"So glad to get out of there. I could taste the tension in there, and I tell you something, it was gross."

"Are you hungry?"

I shook my head. "No. The stress and tension put me off food. You want to rest?"

"Yes. The finals will be intense."

I nodded. "Oh, most definitely. I'm rooting for you, though."

He smiled as we headed towards a secluded area with trees.

"Hey, Toko...You know Endeavor right?"

"I know of him, why's that?"

"Does he have a kid here?"

He gave me an odd look. "Yes. Shoto Todoroki."

I stopped and stared. "Seriously?! That jerk Todoroki is Endeavor's kid?!" I thought for a moment, and continued walking. "I suppose that makes sense. They have the same attitude..."

"Sorry?"

I hesitated. "I, uh, overheard something Endeavor said earlier and it kind of makes sense now, that's all."

"Oh?" He stopped in front of a tall tree.

"Yea...I think he was..." I frowned. "How am I gonna get up there?"

"Here." He held out his hand. I smiled and took it.

He held me tightly as he got Dark Shadow to carry us up to one of the higher branches.

We landed on a thick branch and Dark Shadow disappeared again. I looked down, then grabbed Tokoyami.

"Heights. I hate heights."

"You fought villains at USJ and you're afraid of heights?"

"Hey, unlike you, I can't fly. It would be a handy trick, but I can't."

He sighed and helped me sit down, before leaning against the truck of the tree. "Now, what's this about Shoto and Endeavor?"

"Uh." I looked down again and shuddered.

I heard a sigh. "Come here."

I looked over as Tokoyami held an arm out. I slowly crawled over to him and he grabbed me, holding me so I felt safe.

"You heard something?"

I nodded. "I think I'm starting to see why Todoroki is so depressed and broody all the time. I mean, I understand. Fathers shouldn't always be fathers." I muttered. I leaned against his chest and closed my eyes.

"Speaking from experience?"

I nodded and blew out a shaky breath. "If I was to tell you, it would make a lot of sense, believe me."

"But you're not going to tell me?"

I shook my head, pressing my face into his chest. "I don't want you to hate me."

I felt his soft feathers against my cheek and his beak nudge my ear.

"I don't think I could ever hate you."

I felt myself blush. I don't think he noticed. Luckily.

"I hope not, Toko. I really hope not."

"Thank-you, Cementoss!"

Tokoyami and I had dozed off and woken up not long before we were supposed to be back at the stadium. I hadn't fallen out of tree, so that was a bonus.

"Hey guys, are you ready?! A lot's happened, but it's now come to this! A serious battle! You can only depend on yourself!"

"Well, that's depressing..." I muttered to myself.

"Even if you're not a hero-"

"I swear to cheeses, Present Mic, if that's a crack at me..."

"-you'll face lots of situations like that!"

I shrugged. "Can't say you're wrong though."

"Heart, skill, body, wisdom and knowledge! Use all that to rush up! Audience! The finals that you've all been waiting for are finally starting! Match number one..."

I looked up at the screen. "Midoriya and Shinso, huh? Shall be interesting..."

"From the hero course, Izuku Midoriya! Versus. Sorry, he hasn't done anything to stand out yet!-"

I sweat-dropped. "Maybe I should be in that commentator box too, just to make sure he stops saying crappy comments..."

"From general studies, Hitoshi Shinso! The rules are simple. Force your opponent out of bounds or immobilize them! You can also win by making your opponent say 'I give up'! Bring on the injuries! Because we have our very own Recovery Girl waiting on stand-by!"

I tapped my chin. "I wonder if I could give Recovery Girl a hand and train my quirk at the same time..."

"Put your morals and ethics aside for a moment!"

Woooow...Just stop.

"But of course, anything life-threatening is crap! It's not allowed! Heroes should only use their fists to catch villains!"

Cementoss sat in a throne-like chair right near the arena. "I'll stop things if they go to far."

"Start!"

I fiddled with my blanket, fixing it so it was covering me properly, when Ojiro jumped up shouting.

"I went through the trouble of warning him too!"

"Huh?" I looked down to see Midoriya staring off into space and standing like a statue. "What...?"

"That Shinso guys quirk. It's like he can control people or something. But only if the other person answers his question."

"What the hell?" That's actually really cool. I wonder if it can work on me...

"Hey, hey. What's the matter? It's the important first match! Liven things up! Midoriya! The match just started, and he's completely frozen?! He's got a blank look on his face and he isn't moving a muscle! Is this Shinso's quirk?! He didn't stand out at all, but could he actually be someone amazing?!"

I glanced around. Brother, I hope you're seeing what I'm seeing...

"Hitoshi Shinso from general studies has gotten the better of Izuku Midoriya from the hero course! Who would've imagined this?! Will the bottom really overthrow the top?!"

I leaned forward, allowing my hair to cover my face and grinned. "Oh, I'm counting on it..."

I blinked as Midoriya turned around and started walking back to his side. I slipped my blanket off and leaned over the side to get a better look. I looked at Midoriya, then turned my head to watch Shinso. He looked so smug. I gripped the wall I was leaning over. I wanted to really punch him now.

"What?! Midoriya's being so obedient! Hitoshi Shino. Quirk: Brainwashing! Answering his question turns on a brainwashing switch in his opponents brain, forcing them to do what he says."

"That's...a little impressive." I muttered. "Please be watching this, brother."

"If he doesn't want the brainwashing switch to turn on, it won't!"

Midoriya was just about at the end of the arena.

What are you doing, you idiot?! Concentrate!

Suddenly, there was dust everywhere. I loosened my grip on the wall and breathed out. Bloody hell, Midoriya! Imma punch you for giving us a heart-attack!

"Midoriya's stopped!"

I looked at Shinso. He did not look impressed. "Sorry, dude. Don't underestimate 1-A!" I threw up a peace sign with my fingers.

Midoriya started to run at Shinso. I turned and started to leave 1-A's viewing area.

"Kitia! Where are you going?"

I glanced over my shoulder and smiled. "Shinso's done. Midoriya will win." I turned my head forward again and waved my hand as I left. "You just watch."

I wandered through the corridors until I found the right opening, and waited in the shadows.

"Shinso is out of bounds! Midoriya advances to round two!"

I smiled. About time.

"That was kind of a boring first match, but we should praise them both for a bravely fought match. Clap your hands!"

I heard a lot of talking, the crowd roaring, and Shinso talking, I'm assuming to Midoriya, before he decided to make his appearance.

I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms as he walked past me. "You did well out there, Pasty."

He stopped walking, but didn't say anything.

"I'm Kitia. 1-A. I doubt you know me."

He turned. "I thought you would be up there in the spectator's box?"

I stood up straight and stepped over to him. "I thought the view from here would be clearer."

His eyes narrowed slightly and I felt something tug in my mind. I grinned slowly and lifted a finger in a wagging motion.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Is that anyway to treat your new friend?"

"What? I can't use my quirk on you! What are you?"

I smiled. "I'm nobody special. Just someone who wants to help people like us fit in. The freaks." I turned to walk away, glancing over my shoulder. "Come find me when you want a friend."

He widened his eyes, his body relaxing slightly.

I walked away, waving.