Shopping Goes South


Yamiyo lay on her bead, twirling shadows between her fingers. The moonlight slipped past her curtains and illuminated her room slightly.

She sighed and with a wave of her hand, sent the shadows back to the corners of her room. She rubbed her bloodshot eyes and sat up, kicking the covers off her legs. She swung them over her bed and rested her elbows on her knees, dipping her head slightly and staring at the carpet beneath her feet.

She stared at the bandages encasing her hands, Recovery Girl had called before night fell, ordering her to keep them on, but… curiosity killed the cat, in this case, the dog.

Yamiyo took a long shaky breath, lifting her head slightly and staring at the clock on her desk beneath the window.

12:37…

She lifted her gaze and stared at the full moon. It's light illuminated her face, the gentle light making her eyes sting for a moment. She tore her gaze away from the sphere in the sky and returned to staring at her hands.

With shaky hands, Yamiyo gripped the bottom of the bandages and slowly started unwrapping her hand from the wrists to the base of her fingers.

Nothing unusual yet… although her hand did look a lot paler. The bandage pulled off her hand, there were seperate pieces wrapped around her fingers. She tossed the first piece aside and got to work on her thumb.

The closer she got to her thumb, her skin turned darker and darker… almost fading into black. Bile rose in her throat and she broke out in a cold sweat when she pulled the final pieces of bandage off her thumb.

All black… it was pure black, even her fingernail was solid black. She ripped the rest of the bandages off her finger, seeing as they were also in the same state.

Her vision grew blurry, seeing multiple of everything, she stood and staggered to her connected bathroom. Yamyio slammed the bathroom door open and with a shaky hand, flipped the light on.

She hobbled over to the toilet and fell onto her knees and pushed the toilet seat up. She closed her eyes and leaned forward, opening her mouth as she gagged and spat up what was her dinner.

Tears rolled down her face as she shakily flushed the toilet, the horrible smell still stinging her nose. She shakily pushed herself up and took a few steps before she was in front of her mirror.

She placed her hands on either side of the sink and leaned forward a bit, staring into her reflection. Her face was pale and slick with sweat, her eyes were dilated and held large amounts of fear and panic. Her ears were drooping and her tail was limp, making no movement except for twitching closer to her legs.

Tears spilled over her face and dripped into the sink, from her right eye, the tears followed the line of her scar before reaching the portion of that side not scarred over.

"Yamiyo?" Her head snapped to the door to see Dark Shadow hovering in the doorway, he was bigger than usual, most likely due to it being the dead of night. One of his claws was on the doorframe, the other hanging by his side.

"D-Dark Shadow?" She squeaked. Curse her voice.

"Are you alright?" His claw slightly raised in the air. She furiously wiped at her eyes and gave him a shaky smile, focing her ears up.

"Y-Yeah…" Her ears drooped and her smile fell. A sob tore through her body, her legs buckled under her and she extended her arms to Dark Shadow, who quickly caught her.

"I-I'm not okay! I-I don't know w-what's happening a-and… I'm scared!" She sobbed, clutching the shadow. He wrapped his arms around her. He sighed and slightly lowered to the ground, allowing her legs to completely be laying on the tiled floor.

Dark Shadow gripped her tighter as if afraid the girl would fall apart in his arms.

Around five or ten minutes later, Yamiyo had passed out and was still wrapped in Dark Shadow's arms. He lifted her up gently, bridal style, and hovered over to her bed after flicking the bathroom light off.

He laid her down and gently pulled the blankets over her. He was about to return to his host, but a hand gripped onto him. He turned and saw Yamiyo's hand tightly gripping his own.

He sighed and snuggled under her chin. He didn't know how long he was going to stay there, but he didn't care, she needed him, and he would be there. Fumikage can wait.


"Are you almost ready?" Fumiakge called out. He was standing by the front door, waiting for Yamiyo, who was running towards him in a black slight crop top and ripped jeans with a bag in her tightly bandaged hands.

"Yep! Just lemmie text the class to see where we're going to meet." She whipped out her phone and quickly punched in the password (which she was forced to do by Mina and the other girls) and opened her contacts, choosing the one that was made for the entire class.

Night-Wolfie:

Hey guys! Me and Fumiakge were wondering where we were going to meet up at the mall?

Iida:

Did your parents not tell you? Us students are on a temporary lockdown until further notice! We are instructed to not go anywhere alone or without supervision!

Red:

Yeah, it sucks!

Creativity:

Although I agree with their reasoning and wish for everyone to follow instructions, I can't help feeling a little bummed out..

Yamiyo turned to Fumiakge. A pout on her face. "Apparently were on lockdown until further notice and aren't allowed to go anywhere without supervision or whatever." He looked confused.

"Why?" Yamiyo school her head and turned back to her phone, her thumbs flying across the screen.

"That's what I'm about to find out." She lifted her hand and roughly tapped the send button.

Night-Wolfie:

What made the teachers put us under lockdown?

Todoroki:

Apparently someone had snuck in and were on the roof after school hours. They even tried attacking the teachers before disappearing.

Night-Wolfie;

Who the hell is insane enough to stand on the roof of UA after school?

Lady-Magnet:

Maybe some hot chicks wanting to peek on the boys after school?

Lady-Magnet has been removed from 'Class 1-A'

Night-Wolfie:

Any other stupid theories?

Yamiyo smiled triumphantly when nobody replied.

"Apparently some idiots broke in after school and hung out on the roof and attacked the teachers when making their getaway." Yamiyo summarized.

Froppy:

Until they figure out why they were on the roof, I don't think we will be allowed to go anywhere without supervision.

"Damnit… because of the breaking we can't go out." Yamiyo sighed, setting her bag by her foot.

"Don't you have contact with Edgeshot?" Yamiyo nodded.

"I do but he's on patrol, especially on days off in his area. What about Hawks?" Fumikage pulled out his phone.

"I'm not entirely sure about his schedule, but if I must, I can see if he's able to accompany a group of us to and at the mall." Yamiyo nodded and returned her focus to the phone in her hand when she felt it vibrate.

Lord Explosion Murder:

Can you all shut up?! My phone sounds like a chainsaw!

Chargebolt:

How would you know what a chainsaw sounds like? :/

Lord Expolsion Murder:

Shut up Dunce Face!

Night-Wolfie changed 'Lord Explosion Murder' to 'Sparky'

Night-Wolfie changed 'Chargebolt' to 'Dunce Face'

Night-Wolfie:

The deed is done. Your welcome!

Sparky:

Zero-Gravity:

Uhh.. Bakugo?

Scotch:

I'm genuinely fearing for Yamiyo's safety rn..

"Hawks can, he just finished his patrol and will be waiting at the mall for us- are you ok?" He stared at Yamiyo. Her cheeks were red, and the color spreading to the bridge of her nose, down the back of her neck, and the tip of her ears.

"T-that b-bastard. I'll kill h-him!" She growled, shoving her phone in her pocket. She pulled her shoes on, threw the bag over her shoulder, and stormed out of the house, face beat red.

"What.." Fumiakge felt his phone vibrate on his hand and stared at it. He switched to the chat with his classmates and stared at the newer messages

Sparky changed 'Night-Wolfie' to 'Pup'

Sparky:

Cuter than goddamn Night-Wolfie. Better nickname for you

Acid-Gal:

Omg! Is this..

Sparky:

NO!

Shoji:

Seems like it.

Red:

Bakubro! You didn't tell me you liked her!

Sparky:

SHUT UP! I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!

Acid-Gal:

Omg, he's not denying it!

Earphone Jack:

Wow, I didn't know Bakugo could love. Well, I guess the world is changing so..

Sparky:

SHUT THE HELL UP, ALL OF YOU!

Fumikage stared at the small device for a few moments, a bit baffled at what he was reading. When he finally recollected himself, his thumbs glided over the screen.

Tokoyami:

I'm going to ignore the conversation above. We contacted someone and we have supervision for the mall, for those of you who want to attend, meet us at the center of the first floor.

Dunce Face:

Oh crap, I forgot Tokoyami was in this chat too… Bakugo..

Iida;

Who will be accompanying us? I should tell Aizawa so he is aware.

Tokoyami:

My mentor.

Midoriya:

Hawks?!

Tokoyami:

Bakugo. If these accusations are true, for your own safety, you better carry a light around. And yes, Hawks.

Hagakure:

Ooh! Is that a threat by Tokoyami?!

Tokoyami:

No, it's a threat from Dark Shadow. He just figured it out and is throwing a fit.

It wasn't a lie, Dark Shadow was cursing profusely and knocking everything over.

"Stop behaving like a child. We must catch up with Yamiyo before she gets too far." Fumiakge ignored his phone going off and stuffed it in his pocket before stepping out of the house.

Dark Shadow slammed the front door closed behind him and Fumikage set off at a jog to try and catch up to Yamiyo who was about to round the corner of their street.

When he did catch up to Yamiyo, her arms were crossed over her chest and she was hunched over, muttering curses under her breath. Her face was still red

"So.."

"Say one word, and you won't speak again." Fumikage shuttered. He knew it wasn't a legitimate threat, but her tone made him clamp his beaks shut… just in case she would follow through with the threat, which she totally wouldn't.. Right?


"Soo… Yamiyo. Tell me-"

"Say another word about it Mina, I Dare You." Yamiyo threatened. The pink girl stiffened and dropped behind her a bit, losing pace with Yamiyo for a moment before quickly being back at her side.

"You needed new sneakers and some bug spray, right?" Yamiyo nodded and wrapped her left arm around her waist, resting her right elbow on the arm and holding a phone to her face.

"I could use some, but I won't need shoes. I do need some fresh clothes!" Mina beamed, her head whipping around to look at different stores.

"Mina, we will be training, don't get too excited about fashionable clothes that may get ruined." Yamiyo laughed a bit, holding the side of her phone to her chin. She weaved past some people in the crowd, Mina hot on her heels.

After her and Fumikage got there, they waited a moment for their class to arrive. When they did, the group decided that it would be better to split up and get what they needed, but they were to stay in pairs.

Yamiyo lifted her gaze and stared at the roofs of the second story shops. She locked eyes with a man who had tan-ish brown messy hair. Although he mentioned he would stay secret, his red wings gave him away immediately, the red clashing against the blue sky. His hero outfit didn't help at all, either.

Hawks smirked and gave a lazy salute before walking backwards and disappearing from her line of sight. She sighed and clutched her phone tighter.

"Hey hey hey! Let's check out this store!" Before Yamiyo could react, Mina had grabbed her bicep and dragged her into a nearby store.

After almost faceplanting one her way in, Yamiyo was able to steady herself on her feet and get her bearings. The store Mina dragged her into was full of clothing racks, mannequins, accessories, etc..

"Mina. No. Down." Yamiyo grabbed the back of the girl's collar and started to drag her friend from the store. Mina whined and protested, trying to wiggle out of Yamiyo's grasp, but to no avail. The brunette had her hand locked onto Mina's collar.

"If you're getting clothes for camp, better go for something more comfortable and easy to run and exercise in. You can pick whatever, but nothing you'll be very upset about ruining." Yamiyo stated firmly, slipping and squeezing past people in the crowd.

"Aww… Ok." Mina finally stopped, and Yamiyo let her go with a chuckle.

"Should probably get a leash for you." Yamiyo laughed. Mina's draw dropped open and she stared at Yamiyo with a dumbfounded face.

"That's some talk coming from you!" Yamiyo turned her head and a sly smile grazed her lips.

"If I can control myself while being half dog, then you definitely need a leash." Yamiyo laughed when Mina punched her shoulder.

"Come on, I know a good store for exercise clothes. Follow me!" Mina nodded and they took off at a quick jog. The store was on the second floor somewhere in a corner, it wasn't very popular as there was a bigger store with practically the same products near the entrance.

But Yamiyo tired the other store, and the clothes were cheap. They looked nice, but once actually used for exercise, they either tore, shrunk in the wash, or stretched with different movements. That store is more so for people who want to be stylish. But the store they were heading too had amazing workout clothes, although the store was small, the prices weren't that bad and they have a lot of equipment Yamiyo had bought and used before.

"Just up here!" Yamiyo called as she took steps two at a time. Mina groaned from behind her, but managed to stay close to her.

"Righhhhtttt… here!" Yamiyo stopped in front of the small store and put her hands on her hips. Mina dragged her feet beside Yamiyo and stared up at the sign, her eyebrows wrinkling.

"HeroHaven? Isn't there one by the entrance we could've gone too?" Yamiyo shook her head and walked inside, Mina next to her.

"Gym Palace's clothes aren't for proper workouts. If you want good, durable, and comfortable clothes, this is the place to go." Yamiyo smiled and let her eyes wash over the inside.

The floor was still the dull brown wood as it was before, same with the gray walls with running forms decorated around. The clothes were all neatly separated in sections for different sizes, and workouts. To her left was the desk, and a very familiar woman.

Said woman looked up when she heard the bell ding, and instantly her face lit up. She dropped her book on the desk and hopped over the wood, running to Yamiyo and wrapping her in a welcoming hug.

"Yamiyo! It's been so long!" The woman pulled away and laid her hands on the brunette's shoulders. Her golden hair was pulled into a tight bun. Light reflected from the glasses that sat on the bridge of her nose. Her orange eyes filled with warmth. Yamyio was a bit past the girls shoulders.

"It really has been!" Yamiyo smiled and let her shoulders relax.

"Oh! Are you Mina?" The pink girl looked taken back for a moment, but before she could utter any words, the blonde continued. "I watched you during the Sports Festival! You were amazing throughout the whole thing! Your acid quirk was so cool! Me and my employees were rooting for you-"

"Ichika, calm." Ichika giggled and rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly.

"Sorry." Yamiyo giggled a bit. She turned to Mina. "This is Yumi Ichika, a good friend of mine. Her grandfather was the one who founded HerHaven. And, you already know Mina." There was a pause of awkward silence.

"So, what are you girls here for?" Ichika clapped her hands.

"We have a... " Yamiyo glanced at Mina, "... fieldtrip we have to go to for school. And we need some good exercise outfits." Ichika cocked her head.

"Can you not say what it is?" Yamiyo shook her head.

"For safety reasons.." Ichika nodded and motioned for them to follow her.

"I understand, with the villains being more active, it makes sense to keep everything secret till after it's already done." She pointed a finger at Yamiyo, "I want a full update about how it went when you get back." Yamiyo chuckled and raised her hands.

"Alright, alright." Mina giggled a bit. The pinkette looked around the small store and spun on her heel, continuing to move forward.

"I'm surprised this place doesn't get much publicity… no offense, but how is it still open?" Mina wondered. Ichika sighed and looked around.

"My family pays for it. Were 'rich' and my parents helped me pay for this place. Yamiyo, as well as my other normal customers, end up paying almost double the cost of the items." Yamiyo scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Well, of course! This place is amazing, and deserves better! I can at least pitch in some money to help with the bills." Yamiyo pouted and turned her face away while Ichika giggled.

"Over here! These are more suited for a lot of movement, and are designed so they can absorb sweat more thoroughly. They are also very easy to wash and stretchy so they can follow along with any movement." Ichika stopped by a good sized clothing rack filled with leggings, and shirts.

She stared at the two students for a long time, her eyes lit up and they darted between them. She pursed her lips and pushed her glasses further up her nose.

"I don't have a size out here for you." She turned her attention to Mina, "But I have some in the back. Yamiyo, some clothes for you are closer to the right end here, I wouldn't suggest any of the orange pants or magenta shirts, they will be too tight for you. But everything else should fit just fine! I'll be back in a moment!" Without another word, Ichika zoomed off towards the backroom, the door hitting the wall and staying ajar.

"Why is she so energetic?" Yamiyo sighed, a smile on her lips.

"She's excited. She hasn't seen me since the Mid Terms." Mina stared at her.

"You come here that often?" Yamiyo shook her head.

"Sometimes I come just to talk with her. Even though she's older than me… it's nice to talk to her. It seems like she's a real chatterbox and doesn't listen, but it's quite the opposite. Once you tell her that somethings on your mind, she will clamp her mouth shut and listen to you." Yamiyo smiled and rubbed her arm.

"Oh… I should come here more often!" Mina exclaimed, a large toothy smile on her face. Yamiyo chuckled and turned to the clothes on the rack.

"You should, she might even be able to help you study." Yamiyo teased. Mina huffed and smacked her arm. Yamiyo snickered and started pushing the clothes and staring at the patterns, the fabrics catching on the rough bandages.

"What's Ichika's quirk? And how would she know what my size is?" Yamiyo chewed her lip.

"We never got too into it, but it's related to some sort of analyzing quirk, but it lets her see the person's stats. Their size, weight, height, etc. But it strains her eyes, hence the glasses." Mina let out a low whistle.

"She could've been a hero! How come she didn't?"

"You remember what I said about her Grandfather finding the HeroHaven? She was really passionate about the store and wanted to follow her family, since they all helped at least a little with the store. Of course, that was before they lost patience and handed it over to her. They still help with the bills though, believing that she could someday bring the store back." Mina stuttered.

"How do you know so much about her?!" Yamiyo sweatdropped and tapped her cheek with her forefinger, keeping her back towards Mina.

"We have had a lot of conversations about our lives."

"Alrighty! I got them!" Ichika walked back into the little store with arms full of clothing with different patterns. Flowers, sakura trees, polka dots, straight up neon and nothing else, and cool patterns. Sparkles shone in Mina's eyes and she rushed over to Ichika, who set the clothes on a nearby bench. They immediately started talking about the clothes and what would look best on Mina.

Well, at least they get along!

Mhm! Ichika could use some more people to talk to other than me.

Yamiyo smiled warmly and returned to the clothes in front of her. She avoided all of the orange and magenta clothing and stared at each pair of leggings or a shirt before either taking them off the hanger and laying it on her arm, or shaking her head slightly and pushing past them. She would just have to trust that they were comfortable, the bandages really hindered her sense of touch.


-=(+)=- With Midoriya -=(+)=-


"Even though we came here together, I'm by myself.." Midoriya stared after Uraraka, who had ran off for some odd reason. He gripped his yellow backpack straps tighter.

"Oh! You're from UA, aren't you?" Midoriya turned around to see a girl with stormy gray skin jog up to him, waving. Her cloud-like hair floated around her head, occasionally lighting up with quiet low humming sounds. She wore a long sleeve white shirt on with a lighting bolt in the center, accompanied by shorts and brown knee-high boots.

"U-uhm, Y-yeah!" The girl beamed with perfect white pointed teeth. She stopped in front of him and held out a hand.

"I'm Fumiko Nariko! You might've heard of me from Yamiyo or Tokoyami?" Her voice seemed to dampen a little bit after introducing herself.

"You know them?" Midoriya was surprised. Nariko sighed and wrapped her arms around her stomach.

"I guess they wouldn't…" She mumbled, then shook her head. "Sorry! I didn't intend for this to go dark!" She laughed, running a hand through her cloud-like hair. She batted her eyes, Midoriya noticing the dark eyeliner around her all white eyes. He felt his cheeks heat up.

"N-No! I-it's ok! R-really!" He waved his hands in front of him, spewing apologies. After a few moments, Nariko giggled.

"You always so nervous?" Midoriya's cheeks burned and he rubbed the back of his head.

"K-kinda.." Nariko smiled.

"You don't have to be." Midroiya gave a weak smile.

"R-right!" Nariko's hair moved and curled around her cheeks, becoming more wavy and it traveled down her back slightly.

"Curious?" Nariko smirked. Midoriya realized he was staring and spouted apologies again, which only made Nariko giggle.

"It's alright, I get stares all the time. It's because of my quirk." Midoriya's eyes lit up.

"What is your quirk?" Nariko's smile faltered for a split second.

"It's called Thunder Storm. My hair can create an electric charge than can create lightning that I'm able to use willingly. It also gives me the ability to create storms. But, when I overuse my quirk, it zaps my muscles and locks them in place, or makes them spasm." When Nariko finished, Midoriy was furiously scribbling in his notebook, which made her sweatdrop and realize she screwed up.

"H-hey, are you writing down my quirk?" Midoriya's head shot up and his face was beat red.

"Ahh, I'm sorry! It's an old habit!" Midoriya shoved his notebook back into his bag.

"I'm sorry, I've been trying to not say anything, and you don't have to answer! But… where did you get the scar on your collarbone?" Nariko rubbed a finger over the ragged line, it wasn't big, but enough for it to be spotted easily.

"O-oh… well… It was caused by an old friend of mine. She's in your class actually." Midoriya looked confused.

"Who?"

"Yamiyo." Midoriya's face turned surprised, not only by her answer, but how quickly she answered.

"I know Yamiyo, she wouldn't attack a friend unless something happened." Nariko shook her head and sighed.

"She seems innocent… but she pushed us away until she started to bully me and my friends." Midoriya's eyes furrowed together and he looked at the ground. "I've known her through middle school until she left and started Online classes… I guess you don't know her as well as I do.." Midoriya stayed silent before slowly nodding.

"I haven't seen her since I was four… She could've changed since then." He rubbed the back of his head. "It's just… hard to believe." He sighed.

"Well… if you're conflicted… I still have physical evidence." A silence passed over the two before Nariko yelped. Midoriya's head snapped up.

"Don't scare me, you idiot!" Nariko shouted. A black hooded man raised his hands in defence.

"Sorry.. Didn't mean too. Hey, you're from UA, right?" The man wrapped his arm around Midoriya's shoulders without another word.

Standing a few feet behind them, Nariko smirked and the facade fell. A shadow passed over her face as the lighting cracked in her hair in anticipation and excitement.

You'll lose them Yamiyo… all of them. Just you wait.


"Thank you for coming! Come back soon!" Ichika waved to the pair. They waved back with a bag in each hand.

"We will! It was nice seeing you again!"

"Be prepared! I'll be back with high expectations!" Mina called out. Ichika smirked.

"Bring it!" The duo laughed before making their way to the stairs. While they were there, Yamiyo was able to get a new pair of sneakers that fit her nice and snug. The clothes were a total score, they fit them perfectly and would allow more movement (Ichika was even nice enough to make holes in the back of the leggins for Yamiyo!).

"How long have we been in there?" Yamiyo switched the bag to her left hand and pulled out her phone, pressing her finger harder on the screen while putting in her password so it would actually work. The damn bandages.

"About… forty-five minutes? Usually I'm in there for longer.." Mina's mouth opened and closed like a fish.

"That's all?! It felt like I was in there for hours!" Yamiyo smiled and tucked her phone away.

"Ichika has that effect on people." They fell into a deep discussion and Yamiyo's feet moved on autopilot, moving her towards the first floor. They descended the stairs no problem, and they weaved past the crowd and ignored any whistles sent their way.

As they neared the center, Mina's hair poofed up out of nowhere. She shivered and put the bags down, trying to pat her hair to normal., but only succeeded in shocking herself.

"What's with all the static?!" She grumbled, trying to control her hair. A jolt went down Yamiyo's spine and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. She lifted her arm and watched the hairs raise up. She felt her tail puff up, as well as the fur on her ears. The people around them seemed to have the same problem.

Then, as quick as it came, the static electricity was gone and Yamiyo's hair/fur went back to normal, same with Mina. Yamiyo's eyebrows furrowed with confusion as they looked around the crowd.

"What the heck was that?" Mina picked up her bags and they continued to walk forward.

"Dunno… maybe Kaminari's quirk went off-" A smell smacked into Yamiyo like a brick wall, stopping her dead in her tracks. Her nose twitched, picking up the perfume scent once again.

"Yamiyo?" Mina had stopped walking and was watching her friend go on high alert, her ears turning every direction.

"That wasn't Kaminari. Let's go." Without another word, Yamiyo darted forward, quickly going past Mina and heading directly towards the center of the ground floor.

"Wait! Yamiyo- Sorry!- wait up- oops!" Mina was trying to follow, but she kept bumping into people in the crowd, her voice grew slightly faint.

Yamiyo pushed on, hers standing tall and her fingers flexing in her closed fists.

She can't be here. Can she?

It's possible… but why? Especially when a pro hero is right there?

She may not know… but then again, why risk it?

Look alive.

Yamiyo re-gained her bearings and then… she wished she hadn't. She stopped dead in her tracks and just… stared. A large, pleading, green pair of eyes stared back at her.

A hooded figure had his hand around Midoriya's throat… while the other… her gray skin and that damn spiky toothed smile… was staring right at her.

Nariko stood and casually walked towards Yamiyo, hands deep in her short pockets. Yamiyo growled and marched forward to meet Nariko.

"Well well well, look what the cat dragged in-"

"Cut the crap Nariko." Yamiyo stood before the other, only a foot or two apart. "What the hell are you doing here?" Yamiyo growled.

"Can't I just enjoy a fun day at the mall?" She opened her arms wide. Yamiyo had to fight back the urge to sock her in the jaw right then and there. Her fists tightened.

"No, in fact, you can't. You shouldn't even be at the mall. You should be rotting in a cell." Yamiyo hissed silently. She could make a huge scene and alert anyone to call a hero, but if Nariko were to lash out, any bystanders wouldn't be able to move in time. Nariko had her trapped.

Nariko laughed and stepped to Yamiyo's right side, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Yamiyo felt a continuous sharp jolt through her arms, and she felt her muscles relax and become heavy like lead. She couldn't feel them… couldn't move them. Nariko leaned closer to her ear.

"Your fairly smart. I was certain you would lash out, but you can control your temper. I'm sure you know how this goes, you don't try anything, and nobody becomes a victim of a lightning strike. We clear?" Yamiyo grit her teeth and stared at Midoriya.

Midoriya's eyes darted towards a roof then back at her. He repeated this several times before Yamiyo turned her eyes to look to her left and saw someone she had completely forgotten about.

Hawks.

He was hunched over the edge, staring down towards them. His wings were nearly out of sight, although she could still see a sliver of red from his back. She could feel the strain of her eyes, but she knew what to do.

She stayed silent and growled lowly.

Come on you damn bird, look at me!

"What's wrong?" Nariko asked smugly. Yamiyo gave her the hardest glare she could muster, and dare she say, Nariko looked… nervous? Her smile faltered and her feet shifted, but other than that, she looked smug.

"Lets go talk! We need to catch up! Some friends want to see you too! I have an idea! Let's go meet them and hangout for the day!" Nariko turned Yamiyo away from a wide-eyed Midoriya and started steering her towards the crowd. She kicked her foot slightly, her shadow disappearing and slithering towards the crowd and splitting into multiple parts, each heading in different directions.

Nariko leaned closer and whispered into Yamiyo's ear. "I don't know why you surround yourself with so many friends… they will just get hurt with you around, then they'll leave you. They always do." Yamiyo's breath hitched in her throat and her eyes burned.

"You don't know them like I do." Nariko chuckled lightly.

"Oh, but I do. They're like Aki, Kaede, Kenta… and everyone else you hurt. It's just a matter of time before you lose control and attack, and you know it." Yamiyo's heart pounded against her chest.

"I had to. Along with you, they were attacking me.. I didn't mean to hurt them like I did, it was for self defence-"

"Was it? Or were you just out of control? Are you just as savage as you were and just biding your time? Or, maybe, you're just waiting for the right time to strike." Yamiyo blinked back tears. She grit her teeth and quickly thought of a plan.

Yamiyo strained her eyes and saw that Hawks was staring right at her. She had to act fast before Nariko caught onto what she was doing. She opened her eyes wide and began blinking in a pattern, very obviously.

(This is the pattern she blinked)

.-. . .-. - .. ... ... .. - -. - - ..-. .. -. ... - ··-··

Hawks looked confused for a moment before his eyes widened. He stared at her, then turned his attention to Midoriya who was still in the hooded man's grip. Hawks returned his gaze to her and shook his head. He rose to his feet and plucked four feathers from his wing.

He raised his arm and threw the red feathers forward, right towards them. Yamiyo lifted her leg to Nariko's side and kicked herself away.

"So troublesome, just like in Middleschool-" She yelped as the arrows nailed her in the shoulders, and the other two caught her long sleeves and pulled her to the ground. She landed on her stomach with a thud. Nariko groaned, red staining her white shirt at the shoulders.

"Well well, look who we have here. A League Of Villains member maybe?" Hawks gracefully anded behind the fallen Nariko. With his wings wide, he walked to her until his feet were a foot behind her own. "Yeah, your dumb enough to try something here. Definitely a Leave Of Villains move." He raised his arm and the feathers yanked Nariko onto her feet. Hawks grabbed the back of her collar and straightened his arm, jerking her forward slightly.

"You're just as annoying as the crow. No matter, you'll be fried chicken before your flock can save you!" Nariko cackled, the lightning in her hair cracked and stood straight upward.

A shadow fell over the mall, sending people in a slight panic as they looked around.

Then the downpour began.

The people were sent into a frenzy as they scrambled for cover. Nariko's laugh was cut off by a loud boom of thunder overhead. The sky lit up and Yamiyo's hair stood on end.

"Hawks!" Yamiyo dashed forward and body slammed into the hero sending them both tumbling. Not a moment later, a blinding flash of light struck the ground they were now feet away from. A deafening boom followed after, Yamiyo screamed and pinned her ears to the side of her head.

She curled up and cracked her eyes open a sliver to just see a wisp of dark purple disappear. The storm disappeared just as quick as it came.

With tingling and half numb arms, Yamiyo crawled onto her hands and feet. She pushed herself up and sat on her legs. Hawks was kneeling and his mouth was moving, but the intense ringing in her ears blocked everything else from being heard. She raised her hands and started to clap, she hoped it wasn't too loud or too soft.

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Hawks sighed and grabbed her elbows lightly, helping her onto her feet. She took a quick step back and shook her body, water droplets flying off her. She looked back at Hawks. He opened his mouth, but closed it. He hesitantly put a hand between her ears and gave her a thumbs up.

His head snapped up and a smile appeared on his face. He gripped her shoulders and turned her around just in time for a pink body to slam into her own and wrap her in a bear hug.

Mina lifted her head and her lips started moving, but all Yamiyo heard was the ringing. Yamiyo tilted her head. Mina's attention was shifted to over Yamiyo's shoulder and her mouth made an 'O'.

Mina released her from the hug and gripped Yamiyo's hands in hers and smiled. Yamiyo gave a confused smile back.

The brunette saw a flash of green and brown in the corner of her vision and she turned her head, seeing Midoriya and Uraraka run up to them.

Uraraka's mouth began moving a thousand miles per minute before Yamiyo waved her hands back and forth.

"CANT. HEAR." She shouted, or… thought she shouted. Midoriya whipped out his phone and started typing away before lifting it for Yamiyo to see.

𝕀𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Yamiyo nodded. Midoriya's thumbs flew across the screen.

𝔻𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 ℕ𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕜𝕠?

Yamiyo hesitated before nodding. "Bully." She stated. Midoriya looked conflicted before his fingers glided across the screen.

𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞 𝕓𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝... 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕓𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣.

Yamiyo immediately shook her head. "She attacked me and Fumikage, she's an escaped convict." Midoriya's face paled.

"... you believe her?" Midoriya opened his mouth before closing it again. Yamiyo sighed and rubbed her temples.

"Nariko is as cunning as she is strong." She prayed that her words were not coming out all weird sounding or all jumbled together, "Once she introduces herself and can get a few words in, she can have you wrapped around her finger like that." Yamiyo snapped her fingers. "And the scary part is, is that it has no relation to her quirk what so ever… she's just naturally talented with manipulating people." Midoriya looked confused.

𝔹𝕦𝕥... 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕣 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕓𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣?

Yamiyo looked at him sharply. She growled lightly.

"That lying fox." Yamiyo growled. She turned her back to them and threw her shirt off revealing a black sport's bra, it was soaking wet anyway.

She heard a gasp behind her, and could practically feel the eyes trailing down the upside down tree scar going down her back.

"Dark Shadow gave her the scar after she did this to me. After I was struck, I couldn't move. Dark Shadow lashed out in defence." Yamiyo sighed, then jumped slightly when Uraraka was suddenly in front of her, her hair all matted to her head and face. She held out a semi-dry pinkish blue jacket which Yamiyo gladly took. She slipped it on and zipped it up. She felt a light tap on her shoulder and saw a slumped over Midoriya.

He bowed deeply and Yamiyo caught on quickly. She leaned forward and wrapped him in a tight hug. Hesitantly, Midoriya hugged back, resting his forehead on her shoulder.

"Oi, when did you get so tall? I used to be taller than you! Get shorter!" Yamiyo backed away from the hug and pushed on Midoriya's head, making him duck and swing his arms a bit. Even though she couldn't hear, she could see his shoulders bouncing with laughter.

'They will just get hurt with you around.'

The words bounced around in her head. Yamiyo's smile fell and she pulled her bandaged hands back and held them to her chest. Midoriya looked up, and his smile fell too.

"Are you ok?" She read his lips and nodded, a forced smile spreading across her face. Midoriya's head looked up and past Yamiyo. She followed his eyes and saw a shadow creature zooming towards them.

Yamiyo opened her arms and when Dark Shadow reached her, he wrapped his large claws around her and nuzzled his face under her chin. She smiled and rubbed Dark Shadows head.

She jumped slightly when hands gripped her shoulders. She looked up and Fumikage was in front of her, his beak moving and worry evident in his face.

She watched Mina step to Yamiyo's side and her lips started moving, Yamiyo guessed she was explaining what happened.

Fumikage looked back to Yamiyo and she smiled. "I'm ok." Fumikage sighed and moved back a step. He narrowed his eyes at Dark Shadow. He started taking, and she guessed he was scolding Dark Shadow, who shifted in her arms and snapped back at his host. Fumikage glared and Dark Shadow rolled his eyes before slipping back into Fumikage.

Yamiyo watched Hawks walk over to them, his wings still damp. The hero started to speak and jutted a thumb to the mall entrance. Everyone nodded their heads and started to make their way to the entrance.

Hawks stepped closer and put a hand on her shoulder, raising his pointer finger and started tapping a specific pattern.

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Yamiyo nodded and turned on her heel. She jogged over to her friends and slowed down until she was matching pace with the group.

The intense ringing in her ears was starting to fade a little, but it was still loud. Yamiyo sighed and looked up to the tops of the buildings.

Was what Nariko said true..? Do I hurt everyone I'm around?

Of course not! Your friends care about you, and if you did hurt them, they would know it was an accident!

Although I wouldn't mind hurting a few of them, you're not the kind of person who would do it unless you had a very good reason too. You would never hurt them.

Thank you.

It was nothing.

No problem Yamiyo, remember me, Tokoyami, and Yami are here for you when you need us. Your not, and never will be, alone.

Yamiyo smiled and picked at the white bnages covering her hands.

Thank you Aneko-... huh, I guess the nickname does suit you.

Huh?

Aneko. It means big sister, right? You really are like a big… sister….

Uh oh, you're on your own. Bye!

Aneko?

It went dead silent. No matter how tired Yamiyo tried to reach for her, Aneko went dead. Yamiyo chewed her lip.

Could she… no! No! She died back then!

There is no way she could be alive… right?


Hello! I would've made this chapter longer, but it was already 17 pages… it would've felt like overkill if I kept trying to cram stuff into this chapter.

This chapter had a lot of stuff in it, so next chapter will be more chill! I don't have a lot of plans for the next chapter, so it may be awhile before I upload again (shocker) but I will see what I can do to get the next chapter out faster!

And I know Hawks most likely doesn't know Morse Code, but I thought that it would fit well with what was happening and to get the story to run smoother!

Thank you for reading this chapter! Bye!

(I apologize if this Morse Code is incorrect! I'm not sure if the website(s) I used were reliable or not!)

.-. . .-. - .. ... ... .. - -. - - ..-. .. -. ... - ··-·· (Permission to fight?)

-.-. .- -. ·-· - ... . .- .-. (Can't hear)

-. - .. -. -. - - - . . - .- .. - ... .-. - .-.. .. -.-. . ..-. - .-. -.- ..- . ... - .. - -. .. -. -. ·-·-·- ..-. - .-.. .-.. - .- - ... . - -··- .. ·-· .-.. .-.. -. .- - ... . .-. . ...- . .-. -.- - -. . . .-.. ... . ·-·-·- (Going to meet with police for questioning. Follow them, I'll gather everyone else.)