Hibiki woke with a start.

She'd dreamt that Akemi was kidnapped.

She dreamt that Aizawa-Sensei told her and mum that Akemi was injured and taken away, by the criminals that was in league with Stain, by those people that hurted Kō-chan, by people, dangerous people who would want to hurt her, who would want to make her cry-

It's just a bad dream. All just a—

"...We're home."

Hibiki jolted, bolting upright in a flash. Her mother's hand is in hers, gently gripping as she sat up in the leather seat of a cab.

She's in a taxi. She's dressed in a blazer over the over-sized 'medic nerd' T-shirt Akemi gave her for Christmas, flip flops dangled from her legs, which are sweaty from a hazy bad dream.

No, not a dream.

Her throat closes up all over again, and Hibiki felt it compress, squeeze tight til she couldn't breath at all, so tight she can barely let the oxygen into her lungs, but her mind is in overdrive, simply repeating the same name, over, and over, and over.

Akemi.

Akemi.

Akemi.

She exit the cab.

Akemi. Akemi. Akemi.

They walk up the stairs.

Akemi, Akemi, Akemi.

The door clicks open.

Akemi Akemi Akemi

The door clicks close.

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Her throat closes, her breath hitches, her voice cracks, her eyes burn. Hibiki's back hits the door, and she slips to the ground. The nylon slides against the wood, smooth, and Hibiki curls in on herself, hoping to make herself smaller.

Smaller, so much smaller so she can cease to exist, for just a little while, for just a second, for just a moment.

Someone's crying. Someone's crying, their sobs resonates through the living room and fills it, but it sounded so empty still. The sobs sounded so empty still, so forign still, it took her a while to realise that it's herself.

Not much of a surprise, though, she sounded nothing like herself.

She sounded like pain.

She sounded like heartbreak.

She sounded like a ghost.

Her mother's warm hands sently held her, and as Hibiki quietly sniffled and sobbed and let it all go all over again she felt her body give up on her.

"Why?" Her voice was dry and hoarse, cracking like glass on pavement, sharp and scratching and breaking, "why her? Why Akemi? Why her?"

There was no answer.

There was no answer, and this... This scares her more than anything.

No answer.


Current Poll Results~ (from both the poll and the reviews)

Akemi's paring:

Todoroki Shouto: 23

Midoriya Izuku: 7

Ueno Hibiki: 7

Bakugou Katsuki: 4

Iida Tenya: 3

Iida Tensei: 1

Kaminari Denki: 1

Seiba Hiroi: 0

Others (Please state in review!)


Hibiki's pairing:

Shinsou Hitoshi: 8

Kimura Akemi: 7

Iida Tenya: 4

Midoriya Izuku: 0

Seiba Hiroi: 0 (I'm expanding on Hiroi's backstory soon, he need more love, I keep forgetting about him... T–T)

Todoroki Shouto: 0

Others (Please state in review!)


This is a little late, But I decided to add this chapter in so the story can go a little smoother, with more appearances of different characters, You'll see Akemi again soon, promise, and Uraraka, and Shinsou. No way Shinsou's gonna let Hibiki suffer alone.

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