Stalkers…?
"Hello dear, how are you feeling?" Yamiyo turned towards the small woman.
"A lot better than the other day, but everything still hurts a bit." She picked at the sling her left arm was in. Luckily, when she was rushed to the infirmary, Recovery Girl was able to heal the worst of the break in the bone, but not entirely. Hence, why she was sitting in front of the little lady.
"That is to be expected, especially after going head to head with All Might." Yamiyo watched Recovery Girl move towards the cot.
"Although I don't approve of your methods, the big guy had it coming to him for not holding back enough." The lady fumed as she stepped closer.
"That wasn't me. And frankly.. I should've set more boundaries for her… I didn't intend to hurt anyone." Recovery Girl stared at her.
"You were more hurt than All Might. And frankly, if you did set more boundaries for Yami, you probably wouldn't have left Midoriya and Bakugo enough time to escape." The wolf nodded faintly and chewed her lip.
"At least Yami didn't go crazy push past the ones I already set and hurt anyone else." She mumbled. Recovery Girl leaned forward a bit and her lips extended towards Yamiyo's forehead, gently making contact. Within a few seconds, the ache in her body vanished and she could feel the bones in her arm mend for a moment before the pain finally subsided.
Recovery Girl's lips shrunk back into a warm smile. Her gloved hands gently pulled the sling away and slowly pulled it off Yamiyo's arm.
The girl held her arm in front of her and flexed her muscles, moving her arm in different directions and bending it. It still felt stiff, and the bandages enveloping her hands didn't help.
"Hey, Recovery Girl?" The woman hummed, not taking her eyes off the piece of cloth, "Why do I have these on?" She shook her hands out in front of her.
"It will be sore and you'll have a little difficulty moving it properly for a few days, although I healed the break, your muscles have yet to repair themselves and get back to normal. Also, just because you can move your arm doesn't permit you to go to the gym right after classes and lifting weights, it will be better in the long run if you stretch it for a few minutes every now and then. You still have a concussion as well, you will need as much rest as you can." Recovery Girl listed, neatly folding the cloth and placing it on her arm that was in front of her.
"Thank you, Recovery Girl." Yamiyo giggled lightly, pushing herself off of the bed and stretching her arms over her head. Her mouth opened in a broad yawn and her tail swished slightly behind her. Recovery girl nodded and rubbed the cloth between her gloved fingers.
"I wanted to ask… what are these bandages for?" Yamiyo waved her hands in front of herself. Her hands were covered in pristine white bandages from the tip of her fingers to a little past her wrist. Recovery Girl stared at her with a hesitant warm smile.
"Just a precaution, you had multiple scrapes and cuts on them, I just wanted to make sure you don't get an infection, but before you head to class… I wanted to speak to you about something." Recovery Girl's smile faded as she stared up at Yamiyo.
"What is it?" The brunette's eyebrows scrunched together slightly.
She's lying, she would have healed them if she was so afraid of infection.
I agree with Yami, something doesn't feel right.
"I've received word from Haruki... and I just want to know why? Why are you cancelling your appointments with her?" Yamiyo bit her tongue and rubbed the palm of her hand on the back of her neck, the ends of her hair slightly draped over her hand and tickled the top of it.
"I… just don't want anyone poking around my memories… they are not the best and there are secrets I want to take to my grave." Recovery Girl placed a gentle hand on her leg.
"I know you're uncomfortable with her looking through your memories… but she's just trying to help, and to better understand your situation. And maybe they will stop your nightmares?" Yamiyo sighed and laid her forehead against her hand.
"I'm sorry for causing such a ruckus about that… I didn't realize I was in the infirmary. If I was, I wouldn't have screamed after I woke up." Recovery Girl waved her hand.
A bloodcurdling scream cut through the air. Yamiyo launched upwards and hunched over, a shaking hand tightly gripping her chest. A mixture of sweat and tears dripped from the tip of her nose onto the sheets pooled in her lap. She tore a clammy hand through her hair, slicking it with sweat even further.
"Young Yamiyo!"
"Kid!"
When the door slammed open did she realize the whirlwind of confusion she put herself in. She shakily turned towards two of her teachers standing in the door frame. Aizawa looked exhausted and worried along with All Might.
Of course when they saw their student hyperventilating, looking pale, sweating, and trembling they feared the worst. Aizawa immediately rushed in and did a quick sweep through the room while All Might rushed towards his student.
"Young Yamiyo, are you alright-"
"Yamiyo?!"
"Furball!"
"Yamiyo!"
Her stomach lurched when she saw three more people enter the room. Fumikage was the first to rush over and wrap his arms around her.
"F-Fumi… I didn't… mean too- I couldn't stop.." She clung to him and buried her face into his shoulder. Her sobs echoed through the silent room.
"It's alright dear. Although I want you to get looked at by a psychiatrist." Yamiyo shook her head quickly.
"It was just a nightmare, anyone can have them. Mine was just very… bad." She reasoned. Recovery Girl frowned at her.
Silence bounced around the quiet room before Recovery Girl sighed and shook her head lightly. "If you won't see a Psychiatrist… then you should meet with Haruki, she's free for the next few days, I'll let her know that you will both be having a meeting. Just message the school when you want the meeting to be, preferably the decision would be better made by sometime tomorrow." Yamiyo opened and closed her mouth like a fish.
"Alright… I'll give it another try." Recovery Girl smiled and waved as she closed the door behind her.
Yamiyo sat at her desk, lightly tapping the surface. Music filled her ears and chords dangled down to a pocket containing her phone.
Her eyes drooped slightly. They closed for a moment before they snapped open. Yamiyo shot up into a straighter sitting position and ripped the earbuds from her ears, coiling them around and shoving them into her pocket.
She sighed and rubbed her eyes, lifting her head back and staring at the ceiling.
"Yamiyo… be sure to… tell me about… training camp." The brunette opened her eyes and tilted her head to see a sobbing Mina standing by her desk, head in her hands.
"Nope." Mina's head shot up like a rocket, shock painted her face. Yamiyo smirked back at her.
"Because you're going." Mina's eyes glistened with hope. She latched her hands onto Yamiyo's shoulders and loomed over the sitting girl.
"Whatdoyoumean?! Youbetternotbelying!" She spat out. Yamiyo giggled lightly and gently pushed Mina's hands off her shoulders.
"I'm not, if you are not going then I'm sneaking you in." Mina's tears instantly disappeared as she beamed brightly.
"Once the bell rings, get in your seats." The door slammed open to reveal their insomniac teacher. Quickly, everyone scrambled to their seats.
"Morning. Before I begin, Tokoyami." Said boy looked up, "Principal Nezu wanted to speak with you. He will fill you in on what's happening with the Training Camp." Fumikage did a good job keeping a blank face, but when he stood, Yamiyo could see the slight nervousness in his posture and how his feathers shifted a bit.
Yamiyo gave him a small smile as he walked through the row and out the door. Aizawa-Sensei didn't miss a beat.
"Unfortunately, there are those who did not pass the final exams. Accordingly, for the training camp in the woods…" A weird smile spread over Aizawa-Sensei's face, "... everyone's going!"
"A LAST MINUTE TWIST!" Mina, Sato, Kaminari, and Kirishima shouted, practically crying.
"We can go too?!" Kirishima cried.
"Really?!" Mina followed up.
"Yeah. Some failed, but no one failed the written exam. In the practical Kaminari, Kirishima, Mina, Sato, and Sero failed."
"I knew it… just because my team passed didn't mean I scored high enough to not fail. " Sero covered his face with a hand.
"For this exam, we on the villains side made sure to leave a way for the students to win while watching to see how you all would take on the task at hand. If we hadn't, most of you would've gotten stuck before you started." Yamiyo huffed and slouched in her chair.
Damnit! They were holding out on us! DAMNIT!
"So when you said you were really out to crush us…" Ojiro began.
"That was to make you feel cornered. In the first place, the training camp in the woods is one to increase strength. So those who failed need it the most. They have to get stronger." The creepy smile returned to Aizawa-Sensei's face, " It was a rational falsehood."
" "A rational falsehood'?!" Said failed students who jumped up in a celebration. But Yamiyo felt far from celebrating.
THEY LIED, AGAIN!
Calm down! It was reasonable enough-
NO IT WASN'T! IF I KNEW ALL MIGHT HELD BACK, THEN I WOULD'VE GAVE IT MY ALL!
If you gave it your all, Yamiyo would've suffered tremendously!
I DON'T CARE! IF SHE DOESN'T WANT TO SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES, THEN SHE SHOULD PUSH HERSELF LIKE YUKICHI PUSHED HER!
THAT'S STEPPING OVER THE LINE, AND YOU KNOW IT!
Stepping over the line was when Yami went for All Might's neck.
Alright, Alright! I got carried away, you happy?!
No. I think All Might deserves an apology.
Agreed.
WHAT?! I'M NOT APOLOGIZING TO THAT MEAT HEAT!
Not you! Yamiyo is.
I'm taking full responsibility. It was my fault after all.
.. Fine.
"Yamiyo!" Her eyes snapped open. A cold chill ran up her arm causing her to jump in shock. She jumped with a yelp and pushed away from her desk, bumping into the one behind her.
She rubbed her arm and looked up from her desk, seeing Aizawa standing on her right and Todoroki on her left, his right hand encased in ice.
"Do I have your full attention?" Yamiyo nodded her head and mumbled out a small, 'sorry.'
"I need to speak to you about something, if you can see," Aizawa waved his hand around the near empty classroom, "Class ended already."
"O-of course Sensei. I apologize for spacing out… I-" Aizawa held up a hand.
"We'll talk about that later." He waved Todoroki, and the onlookers, away. When they turned their heads from him, he placed both his hands on her desk and loomed over her.
"I assume you know of the stunt you pulled at the end of your match with All Might?" Yamiyo nodded shakily, gripping her seat. "Just because of that, you almost failed the exam. But when I spoke with Midoriya and Recovery Girl.." He looked around the room, some people had their backs turned to them, but were obviously eavesdropping, "... the information I gathered changed my mind. However, I want you to get it under control, I will not let another stunt like the one you pulled to slide again, got it?"
"Hai!" Yamiyo nodded, picking at the bandaged encasing her hands. Aiawa-Sensei huffed and turned on his heel, making a beeline to the door and slipping out quickly.
"Well… that was… something?" Yaoyorozu stopped next to Yamiyo's desk, a hand to her chest. The brunette nodded and slouched in her seat, her back thudding against the back of the chair. She blew the single black strand of hair from her face..
"Hey, Yamiyo! Are you going to the mall with us tomorrow?" She looked up to see a floating uniform. She chewed her lip.
"I don't think I will-... never mind. I'm gonna go, better get a few things I'll need for the camp." She looked to Tokoyami's vacant desk, not gonna lie, it felt weird to her to not have him there and ready to go.
"What will you need, kero?" Tsu walked up and put a finger to her chin. Yamiyo shrugged and sat up straighter.
"I need some bug spray and some new sneakers. The ones I have are all beat up, and it'll be nice to have some new ones for the camp." She sighed and leaned against her desk. "Other than that, I don't think I'll need much else." She scratched the side of her head.
"I'll see you guys later." She stood and jogged out of the classroom. Instead of heading out she took a different turn and made her way down the hallway.
Liar
What do you mean I'm a liar?!
You barely need anything for the camp! Maybe some bug repellent and some new sneakers, but that's all you need.
So? That doesn't stop me from hanging out with my friends, now does it?
Watch out-
"Yamiyo." She bumped into someone's chest. She took a few steps back.
"Hm-..." She locked eyes with her sleep deprived looking teacher (again -lucky her), although he didn't seem extremely tired like he usually did… he seemed more alert, he was even standing up straighter. Something felt wrong.
"Is… something wrong?" He shook his head and shoved his hands into his pocket, walking by her. She felt eyes on her back and turned her head, she could see Aizawa-Sensei's hair swing over his right shoulder before settling down on his capture weapon.
…. Weird.
She turned back towards the open doors of the Infirmary and stepped past the threshold.
"Recovery Girl?" The petite woman swiveled around in her chair and smiled warmly at her.
"Hello Yamiyo. Do you need anything?" Yamiyo nervously picked at the cuff of her school uniform jacket.
"I was actually wondering if we could set the meeting for the day after tomorrow, I have something I want to do tomorrow." Recovery Girl raised an eyebrow.
"And what is that, if you don't mind me asking?"
"I'm going shopping with the rest of my class to prepare for Camp." Recovery Girl hummed and crossed her arms teasingly.
"I didn't see you to be the one who needed supplies for a Camp." She mused. Yamiyo sighed, hunching over, a faint smile on her lips.
HA!
"Aneko basically said the same thing." Yamiyo admitted, rubbing the back of her neck.
"Alright, I'll message Haruki and let her know. But, you won't be able to push the date of your next appointment!" Recovery Girl warned. Yamiyo nodded and stood up straighter, closing her bandages fingers into a tight fist.
"I'll keep that in mind, thank you!" She turned on her heel and placed her hand on the door.
"Wait a moment, I want to look at something." Yamiyo looked over her shoulder and watched as Recovery Girl waved her over to a bed.
Yamiyo cocked her head to the side and turned her back to the door and walked towards the pristine bed. She raised her tail a bit before she plopped down, being careful to not sit on it.
She felt a hand on the base of her neck, and another one moved the hair away from the back of her neck.
She froze.
A shiver ran down Yamiyo's spine when she felt a thumb lightly rub over the scar on the back of her neck. She felt the back of her neck start to heat up, and quickly felt like it was burning. She blinked away the slight tears in her eyes.
"I didn't believe Edgeshot when he told me.." Recovery Girl sighed.
Yamiyo tensed and squirmed, tilting her head backwards and rolling her shoulders back. She pushed off the bed and Recovery's Girl hand was pulled from the base of her neck. She jumped forward and hunched her shoulders upwards.
She looked over at the woman. "SorrygottagogetFumikage! Thankyoubye!" She sprinted out of the infirmary.
Yamiyo sprinted through the halls, pulling the collar of her jacket further up her neck. She kept her eyes trained on the ground and focused on her two feet hitting the ground.
She weaved and slipped past people in the halls, some giving her odd looks while others didn't pay her any mind.
Yamiyo kept running and running until she was in front of Principal Nezu's office. Out of breath she knocked and slid the door open.
She froze in the doorway when she saw Fumikage's head in his hands and his elbows resting on his knees. He jumped and looked at her in the doorway.
"S… orry to… intrude." She took a moment to catch her breath before standing up straighter. "I hope I didn't interrupt something." She apologized.
Nezu waved a paw and picked up some papers, neatly tapping them against the desk. He placed them flat on his desk and leaned forward a bit, resting his arms on the fine wood.
"Nope! I believe that's all! Have a nice day." He smiled. Fumikage nodded and stood up. She watched his hand grip the back of the seat tight enough that his knuckles turned white. It was only a split second later that he tore his hand off the chair and walked over to Yamiyo.
"Thank you." Yamiyo waved before closing the door.
Fumikage fell into step beside her. They walked in silence, their footsteps echoing through the quiet hallway.
"So… why did Principal Nezu call you to his office?" She fiddled with her bandages. Fumikage kept his head facing forward as he spoke.
"He just needed a few things answered, that's all." She tilted her head.
"What did he need answered?"
"Nothing important." Her eyebrows scrunched up.
"If it's nothing important, wouldn't it be ok for me to know?" A beat of silence passed by.
"It doesn't concern you." Frustration bubbled in her stomach, but she held her tongue. She knew better than to argue, he wouldn't say anything. If Yamiyo learned anything, it would be that Fumikage can hold a secret… and a grudge.
She crossed her arms over her chest.
Don't block me out yet!
Yamiyo jumped at the shout.
And why not?
I saw something while I was fighting, it was the only reason I lost.
Only reason?
SHUT UP!
What is it?
I think I saw that smoke kid.
Kage?!
That's his name? Then, yeah, I saw Kage.
When?!
Where you listening at all, idiot?
I mean, when during the fight did you see him?
When I was on top of that All Might guy, had him pinned and everything. I saw him on a nearby roof after hearing something strange, whatever the sound was made me feel… weird.
What kind of strange and weird?
I can't explain it… like a low bass? But it was continuous. It made me feel sort of… out of body and-... If I didn't hear the sound, I wouldn't have turned my head or lowered my guard so much.
We need to tell somebody.
….
Yamiyo?
"Fumikage, I gotta go do something. I'll meet you at hom-." She took a quick step forward, but nothing was beneath her foot. She fell forward, her body quickly falling victim to gravity and almost hitting the stairs.
Her arms launched forward, ready to stop herself, but a hand shot out and grabbed the back of her blazer, tugging her away from the stairs and pulling her flush against someone's chest.
"Are you alright Yamiyo?" She froze for a moment before tilting her head up, pressing the back of her ears to the person's chest.
Yamiyo's eyes locked with a heterochromic pair staring down at her, literally. She pouted and crossed her arms over her chest. Todoroki raised a questioning eyebrow.
"What?" She stuck her jaw out.
"Why the hell are you so tall?" A small smirk appeared on his face.
"Why are you so short?" She gasped and pushed herself away. She spun around and pointed a finger at the boy.
"How DARE?! Fumikage, back me up!" She pointed at her brother, who lifted his hands and shook his head, smiling playfully.
"You shall face your own battles." Her eyebrow twitched and her hand turned into a fist.
"Won't be saying that when you see what's under your pillow tonight." Fumikage sputtered.
"What do you mean?!" She turned her head away from him, looking back at Midoriya's squad of friends.
Deku-squad.
PFFT-
"What are you guys doing here? I thought you left already?" She pulled the blazer from her boy and wrapped the sleeves around her waist, now showing off the white button up underneath. Uraraka's eyebrows scrunched together and Midoriya looked confused.
"We were just talking with Tokoyami, we tried talking with you, but you looked completely out of it. Eyes glazed over, almost like you were on autopilot." Midoriya explained.
"We tried to warn you about the stairs, but you didn't hear us." Iida pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose.
"Really?!" She stared at her classmates in front of her. They all nodded.
"Oh… I'm sorry! I guess I was too involved in the conversation.." She mumbled. Midoriya perked up and stared at her questioningly.
"Conversation?" She nodded back to him.
"I assume you already know about Aneko and Yami?" She ignored the puzzled looks from Iida and Uraraka. Midoriya shivered and wrapped his arms around himself.
"Yami was… unnerving to say the least. She seemed so ruthless with her attacks.." Yamiyo stiffened and took a slight step forward.
"Did… was I covered in all black from head to toe..?" Midoriya shook his head, but brought his hands up and motioned around his neck.
"No, but there was some crawling up your neck." Yamiyo looked at her hands. "Yamiyo?"
"Sorry! I just freaked out a little." She rubbed the back of her head, a sheepish smile plastered onto her face. There was a moment of silence.
"Yamiyo, you were saying something before you almost fell down the stairs, what were you going to say?" Uraraka took a small step forward. Yamiyo clicked her tongue and looked at Fumikage in a dead eye stare.
"Nothing… but I did see a black cloud, I just wanted to check... it out." Fumikage's eyes widened a fraction and his fists clenched. His eyes narrowed dangerously, he glared at the ground. His feathers puffed out in rage as his fists shook.
"That bastard… I'LL KILL EM!" Dark Shadow slipped out from Fumikage's back. The sentient shadow floated back and forth, seeming to pace.
"Why do you want to see him of all people?! How do you even know where to find him?!" Fumiakge started at Yamiyo.
"I'll be able to find him, Yami had sights on him earlier and he might be the cause of… the paper." Yamiyo spared a glance at her classmates within arms reach, choosing her words carefully.
"But ,why?! You know he's no good, heck, he shouldn't even know where you are! Unless.." Dark Shadow zoomed towards the nearest window and looked through the glass.
"Fumikage, seriously, it's fine-"
"Not if he knows where you are!" The siblings continued to bicker, their classmates watching from the sidelines helplessly, not knowing what was going on or how to de escalate the situation.
"We have to tell Aizawa!" Yamiyo glared.
"No!-"
"Why do you keep defending this guy?! After everything he did, you didn't even report him when you last saw him at the Sports Festival, did you?!" Yamiyo clenched her fists, the look Fumikage was giving her made her blood boil.
"I don't love him anymore! HE HURT YOU," Yamiyo pointed to his arm, "AND HE CAN GO ROT IN JAIL FOR ALL I CARE! He's not even strong enough to lay a hand on me!" Fumikage shook his head.
"Guys?" Uraraka waved a hand. But the sibling didn't hear her or were ignoring her. Fumikage opened his mouth to argue with Yamiyo further, but she cut him off.
"I don't need everyone breathing down my neck! I can handle myself, and I can handle Kage! What's the worst he can do to me, a hero in training?!"
"He can seriously injure you! And you know the law, you can't use your quirk unless given permission from a hero!" Fumikage stated firmly.
"I don't care!" Yamiyo barked. "I'm not that fragile girl I was, Fumikage! Like you said a few moments ago, I handle my own battles, and this is one of them!" She
"You know what I meant! This is different! He was on 24/7 watch at the facility because of his quirk, and he's out now! Who knows?! Nariko could be too! We don't know who could've enabled them to escape, and I'd rather we don't find out either!" Yamiyo scoffed loudly and turned her back to Fumikage, furiously running her hands through her hair. Dark Shadow floated over and nuzzled his face under her chin.
"... If you don't mind me asking...who's Kage?" Yamiyo found no bitterness or hostility in Uraraka's words, only concern. She sighed bitterly and let her hands drop to her sides.
She turned her head and locked eyes with the bubbly girl. Yamiyo let her face soften towards her friend. Uraraka's face turned from confused to neutral, then realization… then shock.
"W-wait.." Uraraka put a hand to her mouth. Yamiyo nodded back and tore her eyes away.
"Kage was a bastard who got locked up around my third year… assault was one of the charges." Yamiyo snarled. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her skin. "Be betrayed me… he promised he'd stay and help me, but he didn't. He left me!" She said through gritted teeth.
"Kage is…" Midoriya started, his face paler than usual.
"My goddamn ex!"
A black cloud of smoke hovered just out of sight from the window, but being out of one's range of sight doesn't mean he is out of hearing range.
The cloud slightly bobbed in the air with chuckles that the people on the other side of the glass wouldn't hear with all the drama happening inside.
The cloud stayed there for a few more moments before quickly rising towards the top of the building, wisps of black smoke being left behind before quickly disappearing.
When the black cloud reached the top of the building, two people were standing, well, one standing while the other was pacing, lightning cracking in her hair.
The girl stopped and watched the black cloud land, er… slamming into the ground was a better word for it. Once the cloud hit the ground, it flattened till it was as thin as paper then regrouped and formed a silhouette. Quickly, the smoke evened out and fell back revealing a boy with a textured quiff, his hair almost all white except for his dark brown roots. His amber eyes were full of amusement as he dusted himself off.
"Well? Is it working?" The girl stopped and impatiently tapped her fingers against her crossed arms. Her pure white eyes narrowed, the lightning encased in her hair flashed more frequently.
"Oh yeah. The little pup is talking about us- or… she's talking about me. She must miss me." He put his hands lazily behind his head, a sly smirk on his lips.
"Stop beating around the bush Kage!" The girl's voice thundered, the lighting becoming brighter. The boy rolled his eyes and dropped his arms, hands sliding into his baggy pant pockets.
"Chill Nari, they took the bait. They were arguing and yelling at each other, it's only a matter of time before the plan is set in motion, her hands were covered as well. Don't know what that's about, but must be something bad if she decided to keep them covered." Kage chuckled. He looked longingly at the sky.
"For the last time, it's Nariko you idiot!" The girl shouted. Her arms lowered to her sides, lightning cracked between her fingers. Kage looked at her tiredly, his stupid smile playing on his face.
"Nah, I like Nari more. It's cuter." Nariko growled and threw her arm back. But, before she could throw the lightning, a very large hand gripped her wrist. Nariko yelped and started pulling against the man's ironclad grip.
"Enough, you children are so naïve." The man's voice reminded them of a low drum beat, enough to leave their ribs vibrating slightly. He released Nariko's wrist, and she immediately clutched it, tears pricking the corners of her eyes.
The man stepped closer to Kage, rising to his full height at 6 '11. By looks, he was all muscle, not one hint of fat on his body. Across his blinded eyes were keep gouge marks, three going diagonal on each side of his face, forming an X. His white hair was styled military style, along with his stubble. The man loomed over Kage, his shadow completely covering the 6 '2 boy.
"Tell me kid, did the girl seem fit enough for a high rank battle?" Kage smiled lazily and brought a hand up to his head in a playful salute.
"Sir yes sir, Serizawa. I even saw the shadows stir in the corners." The man narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"It's Yukichi to you, runt." He growled lowly. Kage raised his hands and stepped back, although his face suggested he was laid back, his eyes held a bit of panic and fear.
"My bad. Why do you care if she can battle anyway? You know she wont, and you're clearly," Kage motioned towards his face, "In no condition to keep her locked up." Yukichi rolled his shoulders back, a devilish grin on his face.
"I have some people who owe me. And, I don't have to convince her, I have a supplier that gives me all I need to boost her strength, all I need to ask is if they can add something to make her more willing to fight. And, to answer your first question, I'm running low on yen, and I need to keep my pay up." Kage raised an eyebrow.
"Can't you use other people to fight to the death?" Yukichi set his jaw.
"There are only so few that can handle multiple quirks, and so far, the girl may have the strongest combination, apart from Hayate. But his mind is almost that of… numo? Is that what they're called?" Kage scratched his head.
"They're called Nomu I believe, but I get it. And the girl has a name you know." Kage spat. Yukichi immediately gripped his arm tightly, earning a wince and a small yelp from the boy.
"What did you say?" Kage closed an eye and turned his head away. The pressure intensified on his arm.
"Nothing! I said nothing!" His arm was released and he grunted. Yukichi straightened his back.
"That's what I thought." Yukichi turned his back to the boy.
"If you already have another guy, why do you need Yamiyo?" Kage questioned with a grunt. He rolled his shoulder with a slight wince.
Yukichi turned his head to Kage, an annoyed look painted his facial features.
"If you didn't already notice, she did this to me." He waved a hand in front of his face. "And she has been the only person to attack me and leave a lasting effect that will stick by me the rest of my days."A slight stomping sound caught the eye of the trio on the roof. Their heads snapped to the door to the roof.
Nariko acted quickly. She held her hand out and a bolt of lightning struck the door handle, melting it almost instantly. A loud boom followed after the lighting strike.
"That our que." Kage held his hands out for the other two to grab. Shouts erupted from behind the door. The two grabbed his hands and as soon as Kage had a good gold on the two, his body, and along with the other two, melted into a black cloud of smoke, much larger than what it was before.
Within a few moments, the door slammed open and Present Mic, Midnight, EraserHead, and Ectoplasm rushed onto the roof. But what they saw stunned them to silence.
Nothing.
They saw nothing on the roof. The fanned out and did a quick sweep before Midnight shouted with a finger pointing to a receding black cloud.
"There!" The teachers gathered around her. Eraserhead narrowed his eyes causing them to fade to red. His hair slightly floating around his head.
The black smoke disappeared instantly and three people began plummeting towards the ground. But what had the teachers shouting and scrambling away from the edge was a large strike of lighting shooting towards them.
Eraserhead barely had enough time to tackle Ectoplasm to the ground before the bolt of lighting slammed into his back.
The white lightning zipped over their heads and crashed into the entrance of the roof. The cement quickly exploded along with the door, the pieces fanning out from where the lighting struck. Debris scattered across the roof of the building.
Eraserhead rolled off of Ectoplasm and was quickly on his feet, rushing over to the edge of the roof, only to find nothing unordinary in the sky, no black against the blue sky or white clouds.
Eraserhead growled and turned his head to look behind him. He stared at the rest of the teachers in silence for a few moments.
"Tell the Principal that intruders got past the security systems. We may need to up the air security." Present Mic nodded and rushed down the destroyed stairs, jumping over missing steps and carefully picking his way through while being as quick as possible.
"Why do you think they came here? It doesn't seem like they did anything…" Midnight trailed off, walking up to Eraserheads side.
"Do you think it's the students?" Eraserhead turned to look at Ectoplasm.
"They all left." Ectoplasm shook his head.
"I heard yelling while walking back to my classroom, I was about to check it out before I saw Midnight running towards me and filling me in on what was happening." Eraserhead narrowed his eyes.
"Find the students if they're still here, if not, then report to the Principal." Aizawa stated firmly.
"And tell him what?" Eraserhead turned his attention back toward the open skies.
"Tell him to inform the parents and or guardians that the students will be on a temporary lockdown."
I. Am. So. Sorry! I wasn't planning on this taking so long to get out, but school got in the way, and homework... house work etc.! I promise to try to get the next chapter out as soon as I can!
I wonder who Yukichi's suppliers are, and what their plan is? And why Yamiyo had bandages on as well as why recovery Girl tried to hide it? And what was Fumikage talking with Principal Nezu about? *Insert thinking face*
Find out next time!
(PS: I just want Yamiyo to be better friends with Todoroki, their not a ship! I thought it would be good for them to be better friends since they both had, or have, crappy fathers.)
