Story Time


The world around her was so… dark. It was like something flicked off the lights and made her float. Actually… it felt like she was in water.

It's so dark… she couldn't move her body. It felt like lead and hurt like hell.

Where is everyone? She looked around her, the only thing in contrast to the never ending void was herself. She felt panic rise from her core, but it felt like something was pressing onto her chest… she could barely breathe. She started trembling.

It's so cold.. She felt like the endless void was pressing down onto her. She made her body twitch. Nothing seemed broken… and she couldn't feel and blood leaking from open wounds, and she didn't feel her clothes soaked in the crimson liquid.

Fumikage… anyone…. Please… I'm scared. Her eyelids suddenly grew heavy as she felt herself sink deeper into the void. She looked up, helplessly.

Just… a few minutes… she closed her eyes and let whatever was happening, happen. She felt her body go limp as the void wrapped its dark tentacles around her, pulling her deeper and deeper into the seemingly endless void.

Suddenly, there was a burst of warmth and comfort. She opened her eyes, energy flowing through her. She saw a bright light above her, she didn't know what was beyond it, but the need was strong enough that she kicked away the cold, sticky void and started making swimming motions with her body, slowly pulling herself closer.

Just… a bit… further! She reached her hand out, and closed her fingers around the light. She smiled softly as she looked at the little shining light in her palm.

"Hello.." She whispered as she held the light to her chest, the light expanding and shoving the black void back.

"Hello"


It took her a moment to realize she was on a bed. She felt something in her mouth as she noticed she didn't have to breath on command, whatever the machine was, it did it for her. She started choking and she quickly sat up, trying to inhale more air than the Machine was giving her. Her eyes widened as she tugged at the tubes in her face. She felt hands wrap around her wrist and hold them to her sides.

"It's ok, its ok." She turned to see a skeleton of a man. His face was sunken in and shadows covered his teal eyes. His golden hair was messy, and two strands draped over his face. It took her a moment to get used to the Machine pumping air into her lungs without her having too. She looked around the infirmary, being very familiar since she has visited for her first battle. She let her eyes trail along the light blue walls. Her eyes locked onto a green head by the door.

"Midoriya..?" She called out. He looked at her with his big saucer green eyes. Both his arms seemed to be bandaged up. His jacket was draped over his shoulders. There was a little bandage on his cheek.

"Midoriya… what happened?" She said. He looked at his feet.

"I fought Todoroki, and I got him to use his left side, at the cost of my arms and leg though." She looked at her lap, seeing something white in the corner of her eye. She looked at her right shoulder, slightly surprised to see it covered in a bandage. She looked at the blonde man in front of her.

"What happened?" She asked confused. "I thought I was battling Bakugo.." She muttered as she scooted forward in her bed, the white blankets being tossed aside.

"You were. But you were flung out of bounds and passed out due to the strain you put your lungs through." The man said. She looked at him confused. She shook her head.

"No… he was on top of me… on my back pinning me down, I remember. He couldn't have knocked me out of bounds… right?" She moved her left hand to her bottom lip. The shocked face of Midoriya and the man made her confused.

"What…?" She felt panic rising up inside her.

"N-nothing! Sorry! We just saw something else on the screen, that's all!" Midoriya spit at once. Yamiyo let her ears droop as she lowered her head, hugging herself. I hurt someone… she squeezed her eyes shut, pulling the tube from her mouth, coughing and gagging until it was out. (I'm not sure how a ventilator works… sorry if this sounds incorrect!) She took in more breaths that the machine didn't let her do. She tossed the odd tube to the side and looked at the skeleton man. She squinted her eyes and tilted her head.

"Have we… met before?" She man quickly lifted his hands and waved them in front of himself. Shaking his head, quickly shooting her down. She hummed as she studied his face… he really reminded her of someone, but it didn't make sense. She sniffed the air, a very strong and familiar scent hitting her in the face. She quickly sat up and looked around the room.

"Is All Might here?' She said, eyebrows scrunched together as she scooted closer to the foot of her bed, the scent getting stronger when she got closer to the edge.

"No, he was here earlier though!" Yamiyo cocked her head to the side to see Recovery Girl walking in, closing the door behind her. Recovery Girl picked up some bandages and oitments from a nearby table and walked over to Yamiyo, rolling up her sleeve more.

"Your lucky you were as far away as you were when Bakugo hit you with that explosion, mightve gotten a worse burn here." Recovery Girl started opening the oitment as Yamiyo studied her shoulder. It was raw and a few blisters were starting to form on the front of her shoulder.

"Whatch what I do, you will have to change the bandages tonight to re-apply the oitment." Recovery Girl started smearing the oitment on and making sure she got the entire burn. She then procceded to bandage the burn by wrapping the white cloth around Yamiyo's shoulder, tight enough that it wouldnt fall off, but not enough to make it hurt or hard to move her arm.

After Recovery Girl finished, she started putting the supplies just as the door opened. Fumikage stepped inside the infermary and looked around the room before his eyes landed on her. She smiled weakly and waved her hand, putting her hand to her chin.

"Hmm… now this seems familiar… wonder why?" She smiled towards Fumikage, her smile faltered a he stood still. After a few more moments, her smile was gone and she lowered her head,her ears drooping and her tail stayed motionless. She squeezed her eyes shut.

"I'm sorry… I know I'm not supposed to use it until my body is ready to handle the backlash… I… just wanted to prove I'm not a worthless mutt who can't do anything.." She felt tears push through her closed eyelids as they rolled down her face and dripped onto her lap.

"I want to be able to help people… I want to push myself to be stronger to help others… but I can't even do that!" She brought her hands to her face and started to try and wipe away the tears that just kept coming. Her hands were shaking as silent sobs filled the air. She felt arms around her and recognized the feeling of feathers on her cheek, she quickly returned the hug and clung to him, tears streaming down her face. Eventually, her sobs turned into whimpers, then hiccups. Fumikage pulled away from the hug and used his thumb to wipe away tears that stained her face.

"Young Yamiyo…" She turned to see… All Might? But… he wasn't there a second ago… what happened to the skeleton man?!

"I know how you feel… you think that the only way to save someone is to be the strongest possible, quirk wise and physical strength, but that's not the case." Her eyebrows knit together, she was confused.

"I don't think I understand…" she muttered. All Might stood up.

"Take policeman and firefighters, they may be there in serious situations, but just being around citizens around that time gives them a sense of peace and hope, same with heroes. You don't have to be at top strength to save those in need. Just being there and helping as much as you can could save someone, there will be times when you can't save people, but if you are there to help those who need help and give them a sense of hope to cling to in dire situations, that's what a hero does, not just fight crime, but give hope and faith to those who need it." Yamiyo looked at her open hands, she sighed deeply. He's right… She looked back at All Might.

"Were there times… when you felt useless in a situation and couldn't do anything but watch?" Her voice cracked. Her hands clenched around the white blankets sprawled out around her. There was a heavy silence before All Might continued.

"Sadly… yes. There have been times where I couldn't intervene, and there will be more times where I may not be able to help during a specific event. But I don't let that bring me down." She perked her head up.

"Instead of focusing on what I could've done, I focus on what I can do in the future to prevent something similar from happening again." She looked at Fumikage, he looked back at her with his bright ruby eyes. She looked back at her lap, clenching her fists. She could feel herself getting frustrated as she bit her lip to the point where she could taste the blood that coated her tongue.

"Are you still thinking about what happened that day?" She froze, her lips pressing into a firm hard line. Her silence was more than enough to answer All Mights questions.

"What happened that day was beyond your control, you were only four... " She sniffled and turned her head away, trying to hide the tears pooling in her eyes. She looked at the ceiling.

"I still could've done something instead of just standing around-"

"Miyako. You. Were. Four. Years. Old." All Might said sternly. She saw movement in the corner of her eye and felt a weight added to her lap. She sighed heavily and started to pet Dark Shadow as he stared up at her.

"I know it may be a sensitive subject, Yamiyo. But me and Dark Shadow agree, if we are able to help you through this, we need to know what happened... we won't be able to understand and fully help to the best of our abilities if we don't know what happened." She looked at Fumikage with a pleading look.

"Should I leave?" Her head snapped around to Midoriya, who was standing by the door,ready to grab the handle and leave quickly if needed. She looked at the faces in the room, Recovery Girl, All Might, Fumikage, Midoriya, and Dark Shadow. They were all looking at her.

"... No. I want a friend too be here... that means you too Mina. And you might as well come in too, Todoroki, since I'm guessing you probably won't leave either way..." Everyone looked confused and cleaned their necks towards the door, following her gaze. There were a few moments when the door didn't move, suddenly the door handle turned and the two walked in through the threshold, Mina looking worried and Todoroki having a blank expression placed onto his facial features.

"How did you know we were there?" Todoroki's monotone voice cut the shocked silence. She pointed to her nose.

"Super smell." She answered simply. Mina held her hands in front of her, looking a bit guilty. She looked towards All Might, he just nodded to her. She sighed shakily and placed both hands on Dark Shadow.

"Well... I guess it started when I was around four... It was actually the last time I saw Midoriya before I left.."


"Mama... Papa... Kiko-san?" The intruder looked at her. His face was completely scarred over except for his mouth. He pointed at the little girl in the yellow butterfly sun-dress. Panic rose within her as she clutched the hem of the golden clothing.

"Close the door." She looked at him, then at the door, then back at him.

"I said, close the door. I won't repeat myself again." She took a deep breath and turned to the Midoriya's at the front of the walkway. She smiled at them, trying to hide the emotions swirling around inside her.

"Are you ok sweetie? Is something wrong?" Auntie Inko took a step forward, a hand by her mouth in a worried expression, Izuku stepping next to her.

"No, no! Everything's ok! There's just an unwanted animal in our home. Mama, Papa and Kiko-san set up a trap for it and are resting after a day of non-stop work, but they may need to call for help if they can't catch it." She saved her small hands in front of her small body. Auntie Inko and Izuku looked confused. She looked at them, hoping they would catch her message. She smiled weakly.

"I have to go now, bye Auntie Inko! Bye Izuku!" She quickly closed the door and pressed her back to it, her face changed to do one of fear as her tail tucked between her legs. The house was dark.. to dark. The living room was a mess, the furniture was broken and thrown around. The plates and glasses that had once inhabited the kitchen were everywhere, not one of them intact. Then her eyes landed on three motionless figures. They were covered in blood, so much blood..

"Step closer. Your family isn't dead yet." she knew that was a lie.. She could practically smell the death in the air, but she only whimpered as she hesitantly took a step forward, then another, then another, until she was an arms length away from the scarred man. She looked up at him, her lip trembling as she tried to hold on her tears.

"What do you want from us?" She said while shrinking back when his dry lips turned upwards into a horrid smile. He placed when overly large hand onto her shoulder, making her freeze in fear.

"That, my dear, you won't understand." She shrunk back and slipped his hand off her shoulder. She heard a wheeze and snapped her head around, turning it towards the source of the noise.

"Kiko-san!" She rushed over to a girl in the far corner. She said on her knees and came to a stop by the girls torso. She covered her mouth with her hand as the girl looked at her with her pearly white eyes, they didn't have the same warming nature or calming glow. Kiko's hair was a blonde white color, it always seemed to sway in the breeze, even if there wasn't any trace of wind at all. Her complexion was fairly colorful. Pink always seemed to dust her nose and cheeks, her smile could make anyone happy or calm, no matter how evil or bad their day was. Now.. Her smile seemed sad...forced.

"Kiko-san... please... get up!" She gently shook the blonde's shoulder. Kiko only looked at her and her lips twitched into a small smile. Yamiyo didn't notice the blood pooling around them until she felt the cold liquid touch her legs and stain her dress.

"I don't think I'll be getting up, Yamiyo... I'm sorry... we're all sorry." Kiko placed her cold hand on Yamiyo's small face. A cold sensation swept over her as Kiko's hand thudded against the hardwood floor, she looked drained already.

"Yamiyo... You have to run.. It's not safe for you here...not anymore.." Yamiyo's heart kept in her throat as she choked back a sob.

"I can't leave you... sis please..." She begged as tears rolled down her rounded cheeks, dripping onto her blood stained dress. She clutched her sisters arm, afraid she will slip from her grasp. Kiko only smiled warmly and gently squeezed Yamiyo's small hand.

"I'll always be with you, along with mom and dad... stay strong... never lose hope... now.. Run!" Yamiyo was suddenly pulled back by a large hand. She kicked and thrashed, screaming. The man let go of her and clutched his head, yelling in pain. She landed hard on the ground and looked over at her older sister. She never saw that facial expression on her before, and to be honest, it scared her a little bit.

"Get Out of here Yamiyo! Run!" Kiko screamed as her nose started bleeding. Yamiyo whimpered as she shakily stood and stepped back from the scarred man, getting closer towards the door. Suddenly, Kiko gasped and clutched her head, screaming and pleading for the pain to stop. Yamiyo watched in fear and confusion as the man stood and brushed off his pants.

"Did you honestly think I wouldn't have a quirk on hand to counteract yours? I'm not an idiot. I wouldn't go after the mighty Poltergeist without coming prepared." Kiko grit her teeth, on how she wished she had been more prepared. She was a Pro Hero, damnit! Why is she having a hard time against this guy?!

Yamiyo started shaking out of fear and anger. She needed to do something, but what? She didn't have a good enough handle on her quirk too fight,and didn't even know how to fight properly! She clenched her tiny fists as her lip trembled and tears ran down her face. Her ears stayed pinned to the side of her head, her tail twitching behind her.

"It's sad, really. Such a strong quirk trapped in a small, frail body." The man said while picking Kiko up by the face, his palm completely covering her honey facial features. She thrashed and kicked.

"Even so, you are a hurdle in the way of my success, and since your right here in my grasp, I might as well make it easier for myself and dispose of you." The man chuckled as power ran through his arm to his palm. He didn't notice the small girl run up behind him until she was on his back, teeth embedding themselves into his shoulder, along with a small, fragile pair of claws. He grunted and grabbed the small head of hair and pulled her off of him, pulling her claws from her small fingers in the process. She screamed in pain as blood poured from her fingertips.

"You brat.. Since you demand on being a nuisance, you shall watch your older sister die." He growled as he swung her across the room causing her to slam into the wall and crumble to the ground. She cried as she pulled her bleeding hand close to her, the blood soaking her clothing and staining her pale skin. She watched in fear as he lifted Kiko from the ground by her neck and held her in front of the small girl.

"Yamiyo, I'm sorry-" Kiko sucked in a breath as steel emerged from her chest, crimson liquid stained her lavender shirt almost immediately. Yamiyo watched in shock as Kiko fell to the ground. Yamiyo screamed as she watched the blood pool around the Hero. Her world started to blur as she crawled over to her older sister, sobbing.

"Kiko, Kiko please.. Don't leave me!" She asked as her older sister started to glow and her body slowly changed into small glowing spheres, almost like fireflies, but bigger. The light surrounded Yamiyo as the world finally turned black.


"She had died trying to save me.. and I just sat around and watched it happen." She sniffed. She rubbed her wet face and avoided everyone's gazes. She didn't realize her claws were out until Dark Shadow moved off her lap.

"Sorry.." She mumbled. Dark Shake didn't say anything and he just snuggled up against her and wiped away her tears. She fidgeted under their gazes and couldn't hide her shaky breathing. A large hand came into view and she flinched back out of instinct. She quickly brought her hands to her face and continued mumbling 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry" over and over again while rocking back and forth. She lowered her head, keeping her hands into her face.

"Your battle is about to start, if you both don't want to miss it, then I suggest you both hurry. " Recovery Girls voice slicing through the thick atmosphere.

"What about Yamiyo?" She heard a monotone voice ask. She heard hurried footsteps and shoes sliding and squeaking on the ground, Recovery Girl must've been pushing them out of the infirmary.

"Well handle it, there's nothing to worry about! I would worry about the battle if I were you though. Now, Out! " she finally heard the door close. She sniffed the air. The scent of perfume and the smell of cologne slowly faded until she couldn't catch a hint of their scents anymore. She could tell Midoriya was still in the room because she hasn't heard him protest and his scent was still strong.

"Young Yamiyo..." She lowered her brands to reveal red, puffy eyes. She looked at Recovery Girl .

"Can I go..?" She fiddled with the blanket in her hands, keeping her eyes locked onto the clean white fabric.

"Young Yamiyo, please listen-"

"Can I go.. Please...?" She sent her a pleading look, rubbing her nose and trying to hide the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. She knew it was rude, but she didn't want to talk about it anymore... afraid that she will breakdown of she talked about it further, or say more than what she wanted to. There was a moment of silence before Recovery Girl walked over to her and placed a gloved hand onto her tense pale hand. She smiled warmly and nodded.

"You are ok to leave, but remember what I said about the regular check-ins, and I want you to take it easy. " She turned towards Fumikage and nodded, he nodded solemnly back and help Yamiyo stand from the bed she was placed in. She leaned heavily on him with Dark Shadow on her opposite side. She sighed when she was next to All Might. She looked at him sadly.

"I'm sorry... But I'm not strong enough to continue this conversation at the moment." She said apologetically. All Might only waved her off.

"I understand, but you must overcome this past trauma and let the past go." She knew he meant it from his heart, but no matter how much she wished she could, she just couldn't. She nodded and the two made their way to the door. She stopped next to Midoriya. She looked at him, and their eyes locked for a moment before she looked at her feet.

"I'll see you after the Sports Festival, Midoriya." Fumikage opened the door and they stepped out, closing the door behind them with a 'click'. The room was silent for a moment, then All Might spat up blood and poofed back to his true form. He wiped his mouth and leaned forward in his chair, his elbows on his knees.

"I didn't realize this trauma and guilt had been carrying on top of her shoulders... it worries me to think about what this will do to her health, mentally and physically." He thought aloud. Recovery Girl placed a hand onto his arm to catch his attention.

"If it makes you happy, I can try to set up an appointment with a therapist for her. But she needs to agree to meet with the therapist and attend the meetings willingly, and I'm guessing that Tokoyami would want to attend the first few meetings with her as well." All Might thought about this, sorting through the pros and cons in his head. He finally nodded.

"That may be best for her." Recovery nodded and turned to Midoriya.

"Take it easy, and remember what I said! You to, All Might!" They both nodded and walked out of the infirmary. Recovery Girl stood still for a moment before walking over to a desk and picking hip a phone that lay motionless only moments ago. She dialed a number and lifted the phone to her ear, the ringing sound filling the empty room.

"Hello? Chiyo? It's been so long! But I doubt your calling to just say hello?" Recovery Girl sighed sadly, rubbing her temple with her free hand.

"Yes, you are right, Haruki. This may be on short notice... but I have a student who is struggling with her past and seems too still have caring the trauma and guilt with her." There was a moment of silence on the other end.

"... When did the event happen that caused said trauma?" Recovery Girl froze for a moment. She sighed.

"Around 11 years ago." She answered, sadness weaved into her words. There was more silence on the other end. She could hear papers rustling and a pen being clicked.

"When should the first meeting be?"


The siblings walked in silence, neither knowing what to say after what happened in the infirmary. The memories of what happened so flashed through her mind. She did everything she could tho not show his much pain she was in, and how much she wanted to cry and forget those horrible memories that plagued her thoughts. As they wagered through the heels, they could hear the faint commentary from Present Mic about, what she guessed to be the last match.

"What happened after my battle?" She spoke softly. Fumikage stayed silent for a moment.

"After you're battle, a few more people fought then the final battles began, if I'm correct, you will be in third place along with Iida." She nodded, then looked at Fumikage.

"You deserve third place more than I do." He looked at her, surprised.

"No, you beat me fair and square. Don't put yourself down like that." She sighed and nodded. They continued walking through the balls until they were a corners turn away from the sitting area reserved for class 1-A. She stopped short just a few feet shy of the corner and Fumikage looked at her, concern in his ruby red eyes.

"I don't think I can face them yet..." Fumikage sighed and nodded thoughtfully. He helped her right herself before he stepped to the corner separating them from their classmates. He turned to look at her.

"If you need anything, just give me a call, okay? " She nodded and smiled weakly as he turned the corner. She could hear him being greeted by their fellow classmates. Her face and her eyes grew dull as she turned and started walking down the hall, holding her elbows in her opposite hands while wobbling and occasionally placing a hand on the wall to steady herself.

For a while, she just mindlessly walked around, tripping over her own feet and wobbling on unstable legs while trying to get her mind off of the incident. But, when a loud boom dang through the stadium, shaking the floor beneath her, she was snapped out of her thoughts and instinctively out her hand onto the wall to steady herself. The hell was that!? She steadied herself and turned hear ears in different directions until she caught a few words from Present Mic, Bakugo and winner. She sighed and shook her head, continuing to mindlessly walk around, the memories flashing through her head seemed relentless as she scrunched up her nose and lowered her head, her eyes stinging

She doesn't know how long she has been waking, but she knew it was for a while.

"Yamiyo!" She froze in place. She quickly threw on a weak smile and turned to see Kaminari, Yaoyorozu, and Mina running up behind her.

"Hey guys... Do you need anything?" She tilted her head at the trio.

"We we're looking for you. We talked with Tokoyami figured you could use some company. " Kaminari held up a thumbs up and smiled, Yaoyorozu nodded in agreement. Yamiyo's eyes drifted to Mina in the back, she smiled softly, but it seemed like she didn't want to come along, and Yamiyo could understand that.

"Thank You guys for looking for me, but I want to be alone right now... After everything that's happened, that is.." She politely declined. Kaminari and Yaoyorozu looked a bit bummed but they both nodded.

"If that is what makes you comfortable, we will inform the class about your wishes." Yaoyorozu said warmly.

"Are they still cleaning up the arena?" Yamiyo asked quickly before they could leave. Kaminari nodded.

"They really messed up the arena this time. But their almost done, or should be. " She nodded. They turned to leave, but Mina walked towards her and talked in a hushed tone.

"Yamiyo, if You ever need to talk, I'm here. And... It wasn't your fault. You we're too young to do anything... Please don't let this bring you down.. Your stronger than that." Yamiyo was a bit taken aback , but she nodded and smiled. But.. There seemed to be no emotion behind the smile. But she guessed Mina either didn't notice it or didn't mention it as she hugged Yamiyo and quickly jogged off to catch up with her 'search group'. The mere mention of it made the events replayed in her mind and it tore her apart from the inside.

The moment her classmates were out of sight, her face fell and tears dripped down her face. She wrapped her arms around herself as she sunk to her knees, sobs racking her body. All the pent up emotions she was trying to bottle up came in a wave of tears. The same image of Kiko being stabbed obscured her vision and she was unable to focus on anything, only that image.

She hadn't noticed that someone was in front of her until she felt a hand on her shoulder. Without thinking, she lurched forward and clung to the person in front of her. She buried her face in their shoulder and her body shook. She could feel the person tense due to her sudden actions, but after a few moments, she felt arms wrap around her. (Well, it wasn't really a hug, more so the person out their hands on her shoulder blades.)

After a few minutes,her cries stored to only a few whimpers and sniffles. She raised her head a bit and saw a bit of white hair to the right of her face. She blanked on who the person was, then her body stiffened with the realization. She leaned away and wiped her eyes, placing her hands on her thighs. She chuckled sadly.

"I'm sorry.. I should've been more on top of my emotions." She looked at Todoroki who was sitting in front of shook his head.

"After what you said, I'd be concerned if you weren't crying." He stated. She stared at him blankly before standing up shakily. She bowed slightly.

"I'm Sorry that you had to see me in that state, but I should regroup with our classmates. " She excused herself before trying to quickly walk away. She felt a cold hand grasp her wrist, she sighed and and kept her eyes ahead of her.

"Todoroki let me go." She pulled her wrist, but his grip was firm.

"Did I do something to you?" He said seriously. She looked at him. Anger bubbling up inside her. She put her arm up, and slammed it down, freeing her wrist. She turned and started walking down the hall.

"Please... leave me alone." She called over her shoulder as she turned the corner, leaving an extremely confused Todoroki behind.


"The first year students have finished all the events for UA's Sports Festival! Now, time to relax and enjoy the award Ceremony!" Music played at the podiums rose in a plume of smoke and confetti. Yamiyo was on the third place podium with Fumikage on her right, helping her to stay on her feet. Bakugo, who was on the highest podium, was chained to a cement block and restraints were added to keep him in place. His hands were encased in some sort of Iron block to keep him from using his quirks. All the while, he was shouting under the muzzle and trying to get over to Todoroki, who seemed calm and tranquil. Fumikage glanced at Bakugo.

"He's acting like a feral animal.." He muttered. Yamiyo nodded her head slightly. Her gaze was locked onto her feet as she felt hundreds it eyes rest on them. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, feeling a bit uncomfortable under their gazes. She watched, from the corner of her eye, Midnight turn to the press who were snapping pictures a million times per second.

"Tenya Iida actually shares third place with Yamiyo, but he had to leave she to family reasons. Gotta love those family bonds." She struck a 'cute' pose. Fumikage and Yamiyo both sweatdropped at the hero. Yamiyo sighed and picked at the bandages on her shoulder.

"Now then, let's break out the rewards! But, there is only one person worthy enough to distribute the awards!" As if on cue, All Mights booming laugh echoed through the stadium, causing the crowd to All start fangirling.

"Citizens, I am here!"

"All Might, the number 1 hero! " Sielnce filled the stadium and Fumikage elbowed her in the ribs when she started to giggle.

After Midnight apologized, All Might grabbed third place medal and walked up the podium stairs towards Yamiyo.

"Young Yamiyo... You did very well! You showed us the same amount of determination we saw during the Entrance Exam and more! We hope to see more of this strength in the future!" He placed the copper medal over her head and leaned in and hugged her gently. He leaned back a bit and got into one knee, his big fingers grasping something around his collar that she could only guess was a microphone.

"After this, we would like for you to meet up with Recovery Girl and a few other teachers in the infirmary to discuss something important." The siblings looked at All Might, confused. They both nodded their heads, however, and All Might released the microphone and proceeded over to Todoroki. She held the medal in her hand, looking at herself in the reflection. She traced the scar on her face with her eyes. It was right then when she realized... How much she despised it. IF she didn't have the stupid scar, she wouldn't have been bullied and judged by everyone , she would have friends... And she would fit in. She glared at her reflection and let the medal drop to her chest, trying to not show the disgust and anger on her face. She hasn't realized All Might was talking to Bakugo until he started shouting.

"-doesn't prove that I'm the best one here! Even if the world sees me as a winner, I refuse to accept it this way!" She raised an eyebrow and couldn't keep the smirk from rising to her face. Fumikage only sighed and shook his head, grumbling something about Bakugo being ungrateful. All Might clearance throat.

"In a world where people are constantly being compared to one another, you are one of the very few who can keep their eyes on the top spot." All Might said, stroking Bakugo's ego. But it only seemed to fuel his rage, like adding gasoline to an already raging fire. All Might lifted the first place award.

"Please accept this medal, even if you have to think of it as a scar, something you'll never forget."

"I don't want that piece of garbage!" Bakugo lifted his head right when All Might was about to place it around his neck. Because of this, All Might just pulled it from his nose to his mouth. The crowd started clapping.

"Here they are the winners of this year's Sports Festival! But listen closely first years. Any of you could be standing on these podiums. Think about what you've done today, you've challenged each other, learned, and climbed closer to your goals of being pros. I think this next generation of heroes will be the best one yet! So I stook have one more thing to say! You know what it is.."

"Plus Ultra!"

"Thank you for your hard work!" The with silence, everyone started booing him while Yamiyo clutched her stomach as she laughed hysterically.


"Hello again, Yamiyo." Recovery Girl greeted. Yamiyo smiled and nodded, already feeling tired from walking around so much. She noticed that Aizawa-Sensei was there along with All Might, Present Mic, and a young woman she has never seen before. The woman was fairly tall while also being pretty skinny. Her reddish-brown hair was pulled back into a somewhat messy looking side braid bun and she wore goggles with a greenish tint that covered her eyes and temples. She wore leggings, a beautiful maroon button up shirt, and a darkish-red orange scarf. The woman smiled warmly and gestured to the two seats in front of the heroes.

"Please, have a seat. There is much to discuss and not enough time to do so!" The siblings looked at each other before moving towards the seats. Yamiyo's tail started twitching as her eyes scanned the room. The woman shook her hands.

"There's no need for that. I'm not going to hurt you or your brother." Yamiyo looked at the woman, a bit surprised. The heroes, except for Recovery Girl, looked at her, confusion on their faces. Well.. she could only guess that Aizawa-Sensei was confused, she couldn't exactly see his face… but that may not have made much of a difference… soo?

"She was looking for all the possible exits that she could use in need of an emergency, or if she just wants to run." The woman said calmly as she rummaged through her bag. Yamiyo looked at her lap under the gazes of the heroes, her tail twitched nervously.

"That's why you take a second to enter the classroom?" She shrugged at Aizawa-Sensei's question. Its true, she did, but she didn't want to admit that. She heard a click and lifted her head to see the woman with the visor off her face. Her eyes were a solid hazy gray color, it didn't seem like she could see at all. The woman smiled sweetly.

"My name is Haruki Kimura. You may call me either, whichever is more comfortable for you." Yamiyo relaxed her tense muscles a bit and looked at the woman, Yamiyo was already starting to like her a bit.

"Mrs. Kimura has been my mot trusted friend for as long as I can remember, she's also one of the best therapists in Japan, as of right now." Recovery Girl noted. Therapist..? She looked at her teacher for an explanation. All Might cleared his throat.

"After what you told us earlier, we were worried and decided this may be one of the best ways to help you." She sighed and rubbed her forehead.

"I tried a therapist before, it didn't help me at all. So how is she, no offense, going to help me when the other therapist couldn't?" She questioned. Haruki giggled a bit.

"I'm no ordinary therapist, because of my quirk, there have been only a few people that I couldn't help, and I plan to keep it that way." Yamiyo looked at the ground, her eyes growing dull, she leaned forward and placed her elbows onto her knees.

"Whatever you plan to do… it won't help. I've tried many ways to try and forget the memories... the pain... but nothing worked. With all do respect, I don't think I'm one of those people who can be put back together… the only person keeping me sane is Fumikage." She looked back towards the group of adults. She sighed and started twiddling her thumbs.

"Even if that's right, it won't hurt to try." She looked at Haruki, a bit shocked. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to the bird-head boy. His bird-face was full of determination and Dark Shadow appeared out of the center of his back, giving out double thumbs-up to her. She sighed, then turned back to Haruki.

"Alright… lets give this a try… I guess." Haruki looked pleased as she slipped the visor back on, she clicked a button and a light appeared above Yamiyo.

"What's that?" Haruki fiddled with it a bit as Yamiyo ducked and looked at it.

"It's a projection, when I use my quirk, what I see will appear above for us to see and monitor too see the extent of your trauma." Yamiyo shuddered. Maybe this wasn't the best idea.. But it was too late to back out now. She looked back at the woman as she saw the outstretched hand. She hesitated before leaning forward and taking it into her own.

What happened next was very… weird? She felt herself falling before feeling like she was in the void again. She started panicking and spinning, ready for the dark tentacles to try and wrap around her.

"I'm guessing you were here before?" She turned to see Haruki floating in the abyss, her voice echoing. She felt relief flow through her as she swam her way over, her hair flowing all around her.

"Yeah… wasn't the best experience." She admitted. Haruki smiled as Yamiyo managed to get to her side. She looked around.

"Soo… what is this place?" Haruki lifted her arms, white screen like rectangles rose from the void, surrounding them.

"This is your mind." Yamiyo looked around in shock. With closer inspection, she could see that the panels were really her memories. She looked at the ones closest to her and smiled at the happy memories, when she first met Midoriya and Bakugo, when she went to the beach, and more.

"Well… it's very neat." Haruki commented as she started floating around, inspecting each panel briefly before continuing. Yamiyo shrugged as she followed pursuit.

"I like to have a clear mind to focus on what's happening." Haruki hummed as she continued. Yamiyo smiled and frowned at panels that they passed. She tore her eyes away from a panel that replayed a memory when she first realized she couldn't eat a lot of chocolate or vanilla… it was after halloween.

"What is your quirk, exactly?" She asked out of curiosity. Haruki smiled.

"Its called, Memory Lane. I can enter someone's mind and look through their memories. I can either alter them, or remove them completely, but that's at the cost of my eyesight, but I lost that years ago… there's also the risk of going too far. If I do too much damage to someone, I could break their mind." Yamiyo didn't want to ask how she knew, and it must've been a sour subject, Yamiyo could see her fists clenching and unclenching.

"Now we're getting somewhere.." Haruki mumbled as they entered an area where some panels looked old, some even cracked or on the verge of shattering.

"What's with these memories?" Yamiyo stopped for a moment to inspect a panel that had started cracking. She growled at the memory. It showed when someone was tugging at her ears and yelling into them. The panel suddenly shuddered and glowed, the crack receded to reveal a panel that looked completely fine.

"These are the memories that people try to forget, or have forgotten over time." Yamiyo quickly caught up. Keeping her eyes away from the bad memories. She didn't want to relive them or give them the light of day. She looked past Haruki to see a pretty big panel, it seemed to have just started chipping. Haruki picked up speed as she got closer, Yamiyo hot on her heels.

"This is what we're looking for." She lightly touched the panel and it glowed a reddish color. It started to expand until it looked like a Movie Theatre screen. It seemed to be paused on a memory… the one about Kiko.

"This is where the worst memories go, all the way to the back of the mind. People usually try to put up walls to them, but you didn't put any up at all." Haruki explained. She put up her left hand and lid it to the right, the memories playing backwards until they froze. It looked like a younger version of Yamiyo, a shadow was over her small body.

"This is where it all began. This may be hard for you to watch, and I encourage you to look away if needed. Judging by the state of your mind, these must have been some extremely bad memories." She placed both her hands in front of her, and moved them in a circular motion. Haruki looked back at her.

"You ready?" Yamiyo took a deep breath. Deep down, she wanted to leave, shatter the panel, heck, even scream. But she didn't. She only nodded and clenched her fists.

"I'm ready.." She said as Haruki nodded and turned back to the panel. She threw both her arms down and the memories began playing.


Hello! I'm so sorry about not uploading! I worked on this chapter on my Kindle and got a good ammount of it done, but it was supper annoying! I was only able to finish this today because I was able to get onto my computer since it was plugged in last night! I will try to get the next chapter uploaded as soon as possible! (Also, sorry if theres any spelling errors!)

Also, sorry if theres another fanfic with any similar quirks that I create for the OC's I make! I swear, I have not copied them if there is one similar!

Until next time! PLUS ULTRA!