*WARNING* BLOOD, CUTS, CURSING, DRINKING, ALCOHOL, SCARY THINGS OR SITUATIONS
-Time: 7:23 AM- Tuesday- At UA-
Nezu also known as the principal of the famous Pro Hero High School; U.A. Or Mr. Principal for students- called ten Pro Heroes for a job but only five have shown up, the five who did are EraserHead, Midnight, Cemetnoss, Snipe, and Present Mic.
"If ahh may ask, what are wee gonna do?" Snipe quizzed, his accent stronger than ever.
"If Nezu-san called us personally then it must be important. Especially on a school day." Cemetnoss replied with his normal serious yet calming tone. The open slammed over,
"HEEEY! How is eveeryone dooing!?" Present Mic screamed making sure everyone knew he was here. Aizawa was right behind on the floor, in his yellow sleeping bag. He seemed more tired than normally, which is a bit weird. He is known for being tired all the time but still here and listening but now he looks like he got no sleep. He was so tired he didn't even snapped at Mic to shut up.
"tone it down a couple of levels Micky." Midnight stated, while sighing. She didn't look like herself, too.
"..re- hmd are you two alreight?" Snipe held his accent in, Cementoss being one of only heroes who knows what he is saying. He is from the southern part of America, he learned Japanese and moved to Japan to be a Hero but his accent still shows.
"Peachy." Aizawa bluntly answered, getting onto a chair thanks to Cemetnoss's help.
"I just have a headache. Yesterday was stressful." Midnight sighed again, rubbing the temples of her head. "When is Nezu going to show up?" She asked, the door opened again but softer this time.
"speek of the Devil." Snipe joked trying to lift the depressing mood off the room.
"Sorry sorry. I had to check something and got caught up." Nezu walked into the conference room. He sat on the first sit to the left, Snipe sat right next to him with his feet on the table but stopped when Nezu entered the room, Midnight was on the corner of the left side aka in the middle, Present Mic sat right next to her, on the other side of the room was Cementoss first and Aizawa to his right. The table they all sat in was an U shape.
"It's quite alright." Cementoss waved Nezu off with a smile. "What did you need as for?"
"Oh I almost forgot to tell you." Nezu moved his chair in the middle of the U shape table. He sat some files and paper on the chair, but he still stood up. "Alright we are all aware of the attack on the school yesterday by NightOwl." The teachers nodded, "Couple of the teacher and staff thought there might be an imposter in the first year students, seeing this didn't happen last year or the years before. Aizawa volunteered to do the investigation slash interrogation on all the new first years, thank you again. But when he was interrogating one student, they used their quirk on him. Causing him to forget who he thinks the imposter is. He said he knew the name but he just can't say or write it. He said he doesn't remember some things about their conversation or what the kid looks like." Nezu explained, "So I looked up students who are first years, male and names that start with Ak giving me 23. I sized it down by 5 by adding remembering quirks. But only 3 of them sounded like what happened to Aizawa. The three kids are; Tarō Tamotsu, Katsurō Tuto, and Akaashi Keiji." Nezu looked at Aizawa trying to see which one he would react to but he didn't do anything. It looked like he was just hearing all the names for the first time.
"OI Aizawa do you na which one it is?" Snipe asked.
"..I- well yesterday I knew the face, his quirk's name, and himself but now I just don't know." Aizawa explained the best he could. "It's disappearing."
"Mhh here look over them all. You five will be looking into them. You may pick which one you want to investigate." Nezu walked around the room handing the files to every teacher. "If you want of course."
"Excuse me sir?" Snipe asked.
"Yes?"
"If wee do caught NeightOwl what will wee gonna do weith hem?" Snipe questioned, he grabbed the attention of them all by this one question.
"Hm well he is a criminal, many acts of assault, attempted murders, and using his quirk without being a Pro Hero. So he might be thrown in jail for years. Why?" Nezu verified, cocking his head.
"Wel he me-might be a good asset for the Heroes, he has the skill and power. He might work with us if we don't hurt his bud." Snipe declared, he seemed interested in NightOwl.
"I agree, he was friendly and doesn't seem to lie. And he didn't attack us, only when he was put in a situation to do so." Midnight back Snipe up, she also was interested in NightOwl.
"Yo he could be acting, and didn't he attack first." Mic butted into the conversation, finally saying what he thinks.
"We don't know that."
"He is a Vigilante."
"Doesn't matteer? So was ahh."
"You were?"
"Not the point here, micky."
"If we trust him he could easily kill one of our students."
"The media might not like the idea of having a villain in the school of Heroes."
"But he could find the fact he is NightOwl."
"Someone wil-" Aizawa was cut off by Cementoss.
"What if we say we put him in jail and let him stay in the school grounds? Like the school this is like a prison for him." Cementoss marked an idea. "But only if he wants to be a hero."
"Like serving his time in UA?"
"Yes."
"Wait what if he teaches the first years? You said he has skills, he would help the kids?"
"So like a sidekick or substitute?"
"Yea but only the first years, we shouldn't let the second or third years find out, they might tell other people."
"Nezu?"
"...mm I think it's a great idea but there are too many unknown about this." Nuze sighed out. "If.. if he wants to stop his vigilante act would all of you be okay with letting him in as a students or sidekick?" He asked, having one of his paws on his chin.
"..ahh good with it." Snipe approved, smiling under his mask.
"SAme here!" Present confirmed with a large smile on his face.
"I'm fine with it if everyone else agrees." Cementoss avowed, crossing his arms.
"I want to see that boy again." Midnight was also in with it. They all looked at Aizawa, waiting for his answer.
"...I want to be the one who will be watching over him." Aizawa grumbled out, he was still in his sleeping bag.
"Alright I will talk about this to the other teachers and staff." Nezu noted.
"What about the first year who is helping him out?"
"How do we know he is working with someone?"
"True…."
"But if he was working with someone, how would he deal with them?" Midnight asked, looking mostly at Nezu.
"Mm I want to see who they really are then I will decide. Met me here at the end of the day, you should have who you want by there. " Nezu pushed the chair, "Alright, I will be taking my leave." He bowed and left.
"D-did he just call us in here to agree and leave?" Midnight stammered,looking at everyone around her.
"Ahh think he dida" Snipe stood up, grabbing his papers. He bowed and left with Present Mic. The three other teachers slowly left, Aizawa being the last one to leave. They all went to their classes waiting for students to barge through the door. Even though a 'villain' attack yesterday they didn't suspend today, Nezu tried his best to cover the story up but saying; it was just a prank done by one of the students. But that didn't stop people writing and talking, letting others know about what happened. Of course some of the students didn't show up, they were scared of another attack.
-Time: 7:30 AM- Tuesday. 3rd POV-
Bokuto kicked and turned trying to find a good spot, the blanket wasn't even on him or close to him at all. He was too tired to try and fell asleep, he sat straight up, blinking over and over again until he was ready to get up. Bokuto got out of bed almost tripping on the blanket that was missing, he shuffled his feet to the bathroom. He did his morning ritual like brushing his teeth, hair, deodorant, washing his face, and taking his Vitamin D3 medicine. He usually goes outside around midnight so he doesn't get that much sunlight. He loves going outside but he can't that much anymore. He swallowed his two pills without water, not needing any. Bokuto slowly walked into the kitchen, he checked if there was any rice left, which surprisingly there was. It had a little green sticky note on top of the container.
"Here is some rice, I didn't eat it all. I hope you have a good day, please don't come by today. You might be seen.
Love Akaashi(heart)"
This tiny note just made Bokuto beam with happiness and love. He warmed the rice and ate it all, seeing that Akaashi wanted him to have it. (They made another batch of rice when they ate together so they didn't get two full bags.)
Bokuto got changed into a long light grey shirt that went to the top of his neck, (like a Turtleneck but thinner) some underwear, tight long black running pants, black gloves to keep his hands warm, and his normal running shoes. He let his hair fall. He got a water bottle and left grabbing his phone and keys before leaving. Bokuto loves winter because of snow but at the sametime he hates winter because everything looks the same everyday, everything looks dead and not bright.
Weirdly enough his mind doesn't run, all he thinks about is the good bops he is listening to. Right now he is listening to 'Ayy Macarena' by Tyga, this might be his favorite song this month. He passed a couple of people were singing a song well it sound like a poem but whatever,
'do not fret
I will met
my jills
i will see the hills
wish me the buck of luck
my love
I will not fret
you will met
i will see you on hills
i wish you the best of luck
my love.'
They all sounded drunk though it was 8 in the morning, Bokuto kept moving. He passed different clothes stores, paint stores, restaurants, fast food restaurants, schools that weren't UA, apartments, fountains, one little lake, flower shop, grocery stores, and his favorite place; Ikinari Steak Akihabara Manseibashi it was a small steakhouse restaurant. After a hour or two Bokuto made his way back home, he didn't have a clue what to do when he did get home.
Bokuto got home at 10:01 AM, his bottle was empty and he was tired, he usually isn't tired after a 2-hour run but he only got three hours of sleep last night. His quirk doesn't really like Bokuto sleeping at night. He cleaned the apartment well at least trying to make it clean, washed the dishes that Akaashi asked him to do last night, he got dressed again and took a shower seeing he was sweaty and gross.
He had a black workout shirt that stopped at the top of his shoulder, black jeans that fit him perfectly, random socks. His earth tattoo was showing (I totally don't forget that I gave him a tattoo..) it was a triangle upside down with a line going through the tip of it, there was a circle going around the whole thing. It was large and it fit his right shoulder just right. Akaashi had a small fire on his left wrist. Bokuto really wants a bow and arrow tattoo because it means; if you want to go forwards you have to go backwards first. Akaashi doesn't want him to get another one seeing how if someone sees the NightOwl having a tattoo they can find Bokuto more easily.
He sat down on the couch, sighing to himself. A knock on a window made him jump, he grabbed his mask and walked over to the kitchen window that had a small window that was facing another window on the building right next to them. It was a horrible place to put a window if I do say. There was a small girl that had short white hair that looked like snow itself, light grey eyes to boot, she was holding on to the side of the window for dear life, remembering he lives on the 3rd floor he quickly opened the window, letting the girl.
"Took you long enough, I thought you had great earring." The girl hissed, she was wearing a yellow scarf around her neck, a grey sweater that matched her eyes, and black tights.
"Hm! I- Rude!" Bokuto wouldn't think of a comeback.
"Tch that's what I thought, take that stuipd mask off, I know what you look like." She asked but it sounded more like a demand. Bokuto complied and took off the mask, setting it on the counter.
"Why you here, Kataoka-chan?" Bokuto quizzed, he grabbed a cup, "Want water?"
"Tea thanks, I'm here because Gaman got a couple of bones broken again." Kataoka stated, sitting on top of the counter.
"Kunimi?" Bokuto only knows Kataoka's brother by their nickname or the names that people gave them, her three brothers are vigilantes like Bokuto but more deadly so somewhat villains but Bokuto didn't mind.
"Yeah, he got into a fight with a 3rd year student in that Hero school." Bokuto handed her the cup of tea, she sipped and continued talking. "He broke two arms, a fractured leg, and one.. Two.. three fractured ribs."
"What about roller and nova night?" Bokuto asked, worried for the other two. Nova might be the smartest and strongest out of siblings but he was stuipd with some things, and roller he is just dumb, hyper, loud, and weird taste in sunglasses.
"Their fine, Reo(Nova) was in school when it happened and Kazuya (roller) is off doing something." Kataoka explained, drinking the tea.
"..N- Reo goes to school, too? Which one?" Bokuto asked, he closed the window and jumped onto the counter next to Kataoka.
"U.A."
Bokuto choked on his own tea, "W-what?! Reo goes to school at U.A.?!" He shouted while coughing his drink out. Kataoka looked disgusted by him,
"..Yes same does I.." She moved away from Bokuto and his coughing fit. "You alright?"
"Ack! Ckmh… yeah I'm fine.." Bokuto quietly answered, taking another sip of tea. "I knew that but didn't your father not him to be a hero?"
"Yeah but he did what he wanted to do, like always." Kataoka grumbled, "Soo will you help me out?"
Bokuto looked at her, he knew her since she started middle school. He met her brothers twice and they seemed nice but he just found out their real names today so it's a bit weird, but Bokuto is weird himself. "Sure!" He giggly smiled, he hopped off the counter and put his hands on his hips. "What do you need?"
"Well because none of my brothers are here or want to help, I want you to watch over Gaman until I get back." Kataoka looked at Bokuto for his answer.
"When will you get 'back'?" Bokuto questioned, still smiling his warm smile.
"I'm already late for school because somebody's apartment was hard to find, so I will be getting back around 3, alright?" Kataoka stood onto the counter and moved towards the window, opening it for herself. "His at the Grand Central Hotel, room 123 and floor 9th, go through the window, don't run into it." She joked and jumped out of the window, she used her quirk that stretches limbs to land softly on the ground.
Bokuto put the cups into the sink, he grabbed a white sweatshirt to hide his tattoo but didn't put it on. He activated his quirk, ripping his nice black shirt in the process. He threw the hoodie slash sweatshirt into a bag and threw his phone, keys, wallet and a banana in there. Bokuto shrinked his wings as much as he could (he isn't good at shirnling his wings when they are activated) fit through the window. He grabbed the bag and flew on top of his building, he looked around trying to look for the Grand Central Hotel. "..Why did she pick an open area with a lot of people…" Bokuto whined, he put the bag around his neck and flew into the air, going to a height where when someone looks up they will just see a dot and not the vigilante. He put his owl mask back on, it looked like a Naruto anbu mask (that's where he got the idea this mask form) but it has shaped like an owl with large ears, it had red around the eyes. Gold paint was on the cheeks, nose, ears, and eyebrows of the mask.
After twenty two Bokuto reached the hotel of grand, he dived down moving as fast as he could so no one would see him. He landed on the brick building, 'Top floor' he thought, he has been to this hotel once, he doesn't remember the window of the 123 room is because why would anyone remember that. A ringing sound shot into his ears, his head felt like a blur. It was different from the one in U.A. He focused his best on the sound, thinking it might be someone who needs help but it wasn't.
He jumped on the side of the window where the sound was coming from, he peeked his head into the open window. There were clothes and medical things thrown all around, he looked back outside seeing if anyone saw him. He grabbed one of his long feathers and ripped it off, it didn't hurt like you would think. He deactivated his quirk but the feather was still in his hand. He went into the apartment window, he was crouching low so if someone or something was in here, he would see them first. The first sound he heard on the roof ringed again, it was coming from the room that was in front of him. Bokuto's barefoot touched something sticky and wet, he looked down "..Hm!" He jumped away from the door and the blood that was coming from it. He stood there for a second and moved again, but the said door slowly opened, making him stop.
"Oi Owl bit- ow…" A weak voice came from the room, it said like it was pain. Bokuto dropped his feather, and walked to the door and opened it. He can't care about the blood right now, someone needs help.
"Yes?" Bokuto question, ".. Gaman!" He rushed over to the poor boy who was still covered in blood, one of his arms were holding onto his chest, his other was twisted and tangled off the bed, his fractured leg was on top of a pillow, cuts oozed blood out, his dark grey hoodie was soaked with dry and wet blood. Mentsu had short, messy black hair that had one spot of bright white that matched his sister, in the middle of his hair. His eyes looked like caramel itself, but they looked at you as if they are looking through you.
"Arr, shut up will ya." Gaman hissed, having one of his eyes closed. He was covered in sweat, his hair was sticking to his forehead.
"Oh right sorry." Bokuto quickly answered, he rushed over to the bathroom looking for stuff. He grabbed three towels, he ran out of the bedroom, the things that were on the floor when he got there was still there. He grabbed bandages, alcohol, opioids, blanket, and pillows. He sat them all down on the floor next to the bed.
"What are you doing?" He sounded a little happy that someone was here and helping. But he didn't show it on his face at all.
"..." Bokuto didn't answer, he grabbed a towel and whipped Gaman's mouth that had blood coming out. "..Dum dum dumm. Oh oh ohh." Bokuto singed, trying to make Gaman focus on him and not the blood or the pain. Bokuto gently took off his shirt but ripped it and moved out from under him. "Favorite song?"
"What? Uhhm Bitch."
"..what did you just say?" Bokuto glared at him, thinking he called him a bitch.
"Ah- ow ow bitch by allie x." Gaman laughed, wincing from pain.
"Oh sorry, shut up now." Bokuto kindly said, "...Gonna bake and make your dinner I'll be your cook." He thought for a second, trying to remember the lyrics. Luckily for him he listened to it this morning. "You can bring me home the bacon. And chop the wood." He mumbled, the song started really quiet but because of his hearing he could hear it perfectly.
Bokuto threw Gaman's socks and shoes off, he softly lifted him up and placed the blanket under him. He set Gaman back down, now on a warm and clean blanket. Bokuto grabbed another towel and whipped his wounds that were on his chest, and stomach. Gaman grunted in pain, both of his eyes closed from the pain. "Steal my blood and steal my heart, whatever it takes to get you off. Open up." Gaman gave him a look, he put a small towel into Gaman's mouth.
Bokuto took another towel and washed off the blood on his left arm. It wasn't broken like Kataoka said but it was out of place. "I'm your bitch, you're my bitch. Boom" Bokuto slammed Gaman's back, it popped back into place with a loud 'creak pop' sound. "Boom, im my bones and in my soul."
"ACK! Ugly mother fuck-" Gaman spit the towl out, his cusring stop when Bokuto put alcohol over his arm, he washed the arm clean.
"I can't do anything about your right arm because it's twisted like a twizzler." Bokuto joked out, but it looked like he wanted to throw up. "Sorry" He apologized seeing Gaman send a glare at him that said; does look like I want to laugh.
Bokuto put a new pillow under his right leg, he also couldn't do anything about his leg or rib. Bokuto put everything way well at least there he thinks they should be, his bag was still around his neck. He set it down and grabbed his phone to check the time. 12:12 PM was shown in white bold letters that blocked one of Bokuto's favorite photos of Akaashi, he was eating a onigiri while wearing his glasses on his forehead.
"W-.. what time is it?" Gaman croaked, his throat was sore from yelling and holding back the pain that was all over his body.
"It's 12:12 PM." Bokuto stated, standing up and getting another blanket for Gaman. "Here you go." He crooned, trying to calm him down.
"Hm." He hummed out, feeling warm.
"Get some sleep, Gaman-san." Bokuto closed the bedroom door softly, and went back on his phone.'Akaashi hasn't texted me..'
Word count: 3937..
Posted: Feb 6th 2021
Alright because I cant describe anything here is the link to the mask of what Bokuto's own mask looks like = arcaneavis/art/Gigantic-Tyto-the-Swift-Mask-567334654b blue = gold / red = red.
Also names...
First name, Emiyo = (Blessed; beautiful, generation)
Last, Kataoka = (hill on the side) age: 15
First, Gaman = (enduring the seemingly unbearable with patience and dignity.)
Nickname, Kunimi = (country) age:17
First, Reo = (smart, clever)
Nickname, Nova night= (new night) age: 17 oldest.
First, Kazuya = (to be one, to be in harmony.)
Nickname, Roller = (roller) age: 16
