My Little Explosion

"Miss Kimura." The agent interviewing me said aloud.
I didn't look at him. Just kept looking at my feet with the bandages I had wrapped around them slowly coming off. I hated shoes.
His gaze was a hard one as he took his hand and propped up my chin to face his deary looking eyes. Having a stern look onto his face as he did so, tightening his grip on my face as I struggled to break free of it.
"Or should I say Flare Angel?" His voice was hard. Smooth. Strict. As if he was wanting answers. Answers to why I was like this. Why I was here in this smelly interrogation room with people watching and recording this conversation, intent on trying to pry me to open up, confess.

They had a blindfold over my eyes so that I couldn't look at them and cause pain. My fingertips were raw from all the pulling and torturing they did on my bones so that I couldn't hurt them either. Lies. I knew what I was capable of. I could demolish this place if I wanted to. But I was rather lonely. I enjoyed this man's stupid company that wasn't needed.

I smiled wide and clear, my fangs showing as I laughed.
"I have nothing to say. I know you want to know where the rest of them are." I clicked my tongue, swatting my finger at him. He still had a stern expression on his face. Unamused.
"Snitches get stitches."

He smacked my face hard, leaving a hand mark on my face. His hit didn't faze me as I took like I should have. I wasn't going to give them answers. Answers to where the League of Villains were at now. Possibly no doubt trying to bust me out. Or maybe thinking of a plan on how to do it.

"Tell me their whereabouts… or else you'll be facing the consequences!" He screamed, throwing the chair he was sitting on against the wall, breaking it in two.

"There's nothing I know about their whereabouts." I lie, the lie slipping out of my mouth so easily. I fold my hands together. Sit straight. Focusing on the man. My facial expression blank and vacant.

I was not about to let them know where they were. Toga was like family to me, sharing the love of blood spilling and going everywhere. Dabi was cool with me, smiling sometimes when I made a snide comment at Twice when he whined too much on our missions. Spinner was a video gaming pro. I bested him at every game we played. He never wanted to lose.

And Shigaraki. A man I loved dearly. His touch never effecting me when he tried to disintegrate me. His smiling face forever etched its way into my memory. I was his. He was my age, a bit older. But I didn't mind. As long as I had him by my side, I was okay.

"Oh, really?" The man mused, a bit of mockery in his tone.

I smiled at him, my black hair falling in my blindfolded face.
"I wouldn't lie to you, now would I? You're trained professionals. You should know if I lie or not."
He wasn't patient at all. I could see it on his now red face.
He smacked me hard on my face again, the impact of it only stinging a little. Couldn't rub my face. My hands were still chained to this table, the cuffs now chafing my wrists, biting into my skin hard like a razor blade. It hurt. But not that much. I was a sucker for pain.

"I'm going to ask you one last time." He now had his face close to mine, his breath smelling like dog shit. When was the last time this guy had brushed his teeth?
"Where are the League of Villains?!"

I sighed loudly, bored from this fucker talking too much. I wasn't going to tell him anything.
"Just shut the hell up, asshole!" I yell in his face, specks of my spit flying onto his face.
Annoying. And impatient. Wishing I had someone worth my time.

I think he was pissed when I said this. But I didn't care. Didn't care about his emotions. His feelings.

"Kimura, you either tell us their whereabouts or you face the consequences! I do not have the time to play your games right now!" The investigator said, more anger than before rising in him.

I laughed and smiled a crooked smile, yawning a bit.
"Not today. Not ever. Not even tomorrow, I am afraid, my dear friend. You are a waste of my time, a waste to everyone's time with you rambling the same questions as you do. No wonder the government doesn't get anywhere when it comes to villains and crime sprees." I swatted my hand at him to go away, go pester someone else.

The man slumped over, defeated by my harsh words.
He turned the doorknob slowly, then walked out the door.

I could hear conversation outside… deep conversation with someone else… a hero, perhaps.

"She's too stubborn, sir! I can't get her to crack! And very intelligent too!" The investigator's voice complained.

"I can see that well. If you will just let me talk to her, then-"

The investigator let out a long sigh, interrupting the hero's sentence.
"She's dangerous, sir! Extremely so! Even if she is secured with the latest equipment, we cannot guarantee that you will be safe with her in the same room as you!"

The hero's voice suddenly shifted. Like a change in mood.
"I assure you, Tsukauchi, she will be fine. My presence will make her confess."

Tsukauchi was the stupid investigator's name. That would be a name I would clearly remember.

The hero opened the door, revealing a strong man in a tight red, white, and blue suit, having strong calves and a stupid smile on his face.
"Good evening, Miss Kimura Sajuro." He still had the smile he was wearing a few minutes ago plastered on his face. So ugly. And irritating.

I knew that face anywhere, and I hated him.
It was All Might here before me, no doubt, sitting before me at this rusted table I was still chained to when I could have busted out of them by now and gone out of here.

I let out a long, aggravated sigh, to let him know I was not in the mood for anymore questions.
"What in the hell do you want, you stupid, smiling Symbol of Shit?"
"I want to know why you're being so stubborn and insulting me, not giving us whereabouts of the rest of you." He said sternly, putting his hands together as he leaned in to get a better look at me.

"Why should I give you measly heroes something I cannot give?" I shout, my brown eyes the way they were turning red with anger. I could feel my power rising in my eyes and the sensors on my hands even though I had a blindfold on to prevent anything from happening, my hands clasped tightly together I couldn't move them.
"I have no time for fools like you. You and your friends are sickening. So sickening, really. Always trying to save the day, even though there's sometimes nothing worth saving. When some people just want to be left alone you bug them entirely. This society is like an itch one cannot scratch. Keep grabbing for it, and it'll just make things worse."

All Might looked at me, blinking his blue eyes a bit quick.
"You know you're keeping something from us. What are so afraid of losing if you tell us, Kimura?" He sighed. "The only thing that is keeping you from your time off your now prison sentence is you telling us what we need to know."

Shigaraki. My love of my life. People like you ruling the world.
I thought as I looked at him once more, not intimidated by how huge he was compared to me.
"Prison. Ha. Like I would ever go there. I could easily escape. Just like I did all those years ago… killing people who owed me what they didn't supply."

"You killed innocent lives. People whose families who will now never be the same thanks to you, Kimura. You're just sixteen. A little teenage girl… you do not need to be doing such things."

Girl. That word made me angry. Enraged. I hated being called that growing up. Even now.
I was not a girl. Besides having the proper female parts of one I did not call myself one.
I was a woman. Not a girl.

"Don't you call me that, All Might." I said, flashing my sharp canines at him.
"Don't call me something I do not like or else you will regret such words."

All Might literally laughed at me. Like I was a joke.
"And what will you do, Kimura? You know well that you cannot move from those restraints. Nor can you take off the blindfold because your hands are bound to this very table."

"And what if I am not?" I snap, releasing myself from my restraints quickly, tearing the blindfold off with my now free hands, my eyes closed.
"What if I am free like this?"

All Might wasn't fazed by my escape. He looked at me… his gaze I felt, piercing under my eyelids. I could feel it. So hard and clear.

"Kimura… keep your eyes closed. Now." He said with a strict voice.

"Hm…" I said, putting one of my fingers on my chin. "Maybe I will, maybe I will not. I don't take orders from old man heroes like you, All Might. I never would. But I find myself in a position that if I open my eyes, I'll be face first pummeled into this hard concrete floor with one of your moves, correct?"

All Might's face was possibly shocked as I told him this.
How did this teen know?

"Oh." I say, smirking at him. "I can read such thoughts here or there. But if only your mind is not guarded can I do so. Otherwise, it's pointless knowing something not valuable about your ally or opponent."

He still had some remains of astonishment on his face as he pulled my file from off of the table and started reading it:

Ace "Kimura" Sajuro
Properly known as the Villain Flare Angel
Wanted in twenty-seven cities for murder and aggravated assault
Quirk: Pain Frenzy, a malicious and powerful quirk that causes extreme pain to the muscles and organs in ones body, causing death or fatigue to said unfortunate victim whom she lays her eyes upon. She also has pain sensors in her fingertips, allowing her to control her victim's movements by touching, but using her eyesight works best.
Weaknesses: She can only see for a limited amount of time before her eyesight becomes strained, causing her to rest for a few hours. A normal person can see 15 feet in front of them, but she can see at least 17.

Age: 16 years of age

Appearance: Dark red eyes with black curly hair, freckles on cheeks, brown colored skin.

Birth place: Hosu City

Birth date: Unknown

Last school attended: Aldera Junior High, supposedly a hero before she turned villain.

"I see you're reading some of my information given by the government, correct?" I say.

All Might stays silent for a bit, then turns his smiling gaze towards me again, putting the file down.
"Yes… I'm surprised."

"Surprised by what, All Might?" I snap at him, confused.

"You're…. young… and yet you kill…" He was still smiling again when he said it. What was with this Symbol of Peace smiling and all? "Why? Why did you turn into a villain?"

I rub my hands together, some of the flesh peeling off. What would he know of my pain? What would he know of it, watching as a hero killed my father for something he didn't do?

I blink twice, my eyes a bit itchy. It was dusty in here.
"Why would I tell you that, you asshole? Why would I tell you that when you have all the information you need, the information about me that is right there on this very table?"

He gets closer to me. Puts his strong hands on my shoulders.

"Because, Kimura, I want to help you."

"Help me?" I scoff, pushing his hands off of me. "I need none of your help. I am fine. I've chosen my path…. And I intend to follow it."

He sighed a long sigh. Looked at me again with that stupid smile.
"Kimura." He clears his throat. "Do you really want to spend your time, rotting away in Tartarus with All for One? Have horrible food and not be given a glance for the rest of your days? Because that is what will happen if you do not help us. And I know you do not want that. No teenager wants that."

I look at him hard and long, feel the sensors on my hands ready to cause some pain to this old man.
"I do not want it, no. But perhaps I could make a bargain with you."

All Might looks at me, concerned. Concerned for me when he could've been worrying about someone else. There were others out there besides me who could do more than I could. I was just one. One hell of a teen that knew how to put up a good fight.

Forgive me, Master. Shigaraki, for what I am about to do.

I swallow hard, the lump in my throat going down a bit.
"I will not tell you where they are, unfortunately. But I can offer my aid to be a hero. Help you… Start out with a clean slate… fight against what is wrong and do right."

I hated the words coming out of my mouth right now. This was the last thing I would ever want to do, to betray my only friends who were like family to me…. To betray All for One…
But I had to do this… to get out of my prison sentence… to save them…

All Might stood silent, shocked by my words. Looked at me and nodded so suddenly.
"Kimura Sajuro… that sounds like a fine bargain. You working for us… but you must know what will lie ahead. You will turn away from your villainous ways and become a hero, clearing your name, and showing the world you are better. Doing good will nullify your prison sentence and your record. Those are your rewards. Do you understand these terms?"

A hero… Gods above help me…
I could hear my breathing get hard for a few minutes as I went over this bargain with my head.
I nodded.
"Yes, sir." My voice shook.

"Good. Because now, you are going to come with me to UA and start your path… right after we put a tracker on you and register you up to go to school." He rubbed his head a bit. "I'll get this situated at once." He turned to walk out of the room a bit.

I walked a bit towards him, opening my eyes, feeling his muscles contract and harden.
This would be such an unfortunate beginning for me. For the world. For me.
"I await your command."

Blanki_Bri Presents:

A MHA FanFiction

My Little Explosion

(Kimura Sajuro x Katsuki Bakugo)

*Not for children under 13*

*The characters and their attributes are not owned by me, but by Kohei Horikoshi and her work. The only character that is mine is Kimura. Thank you for reading! Please comment below what you think of this! *

Chapter One: A New Beginning

After what seemed like hours, I was in the interrogation room that smelled of rust I was finally allowed out. Of course, I wasn't surprised they'd still have me cuffed and in chains as they led me to the police cruiser door, pushing me head and body in as I sat there, looking out the window, being led away from the police station.

The tracker in my neck was irritating my skin. I had to agree to it… and believe me, I was not happy about it. I had at least a few guards hold me down so they could put the stupid thing in me.

"Kimura." All Might said, his voice a bit tired.
I turned to meet his gaze only to see he wasn't smiling. He was in his true form… a form I had only seen truly when my boss entirely almost beat his ass. Skinny. Rugged. Like a homeless hobo out on the streets.

"Yes, sir?" I said politely, purring a bit as the chains they put me in kept digging into my skin.

"When we get to UA… I want you to be on your best behavior. That means no sassing… no killing… no backtalk… and no fighting."

"But that's all a part of me!" I whined. I loved to fight, bruise one up until they were bloody and black and blue…. But now that I was a hero, I had to leave that behind me. Or at least try to.
"If you say so, All Might."

Tsukachi was the idiot investigator driving us. He was a bit sloppy at it.
"You better keep a close eye on her, All Might. People aren't going to like it when she hits the streets again, causing havoc."

All Might laughed.
"Those days are behind her, my old friend." He gave him a reassuring pat on his shoulder. "She's a hero now… and has such potential to be one. Don't speak ill of such a precious ally."

"Don't you have that one successor of yours you have enough to worry about?" I say.
I only met him once, and that was when we invaded the Kamino Ward, back when the little twerps were mere hero-wannabes, planning to kill All Might. But I stayed back. Didn't want to go. My first taste of glory, killing the man I hated… went down the drain. I can remember his broccoli hair standing out from the rest of them. How meek, how timid he was… Toga telling me he was hot, and she wanted him…

I chuckle a bit, uncomfortable from my chains and handcuffs. This car was getting hot and stuffy by the minute. I wanted out… out of this car and be able to breathe fresh air instead of the fake air conditioning air.
"Are we almost there now, sir? It's getting kind of hot in here."

All Might looked back to me, a slight smile spread across his face.
"We're almost there, Kimura. Just a few more minutes…"

A few more minutes before I cause pain to someone, ripping their head off.

I was tired of waiting. I wanted out of this car. Out of my restraints… I wanted out.
But I couldn't bring myself to do it. I knew if I broke the agreement, I would be in a cell with cameras watching my every move. And I didn't need that. Not now. So, I sighed and slumped my body against the door, watching the lights of the other passerby vehicles go in and out from my view, flashing lights on buildings, advertisements.

I heard the car stop, its motion jerking back, sending me flying backward in my seat a little.
I didn't hesitate to look out the window to see where we were.

It was UA, in all its fine glory… huge pillars that were buildings… and entryway with its letters imbedded into it.

This shitty school was now going to be my home… if I could prove myself worthy.

"We're here!" All Might says excitedly, transforming into his smiling, muscular form.
He opens the door for me like a gentleman, helps me get out, my restraints in his bare hands.

Tsukauchi waves at him, and they wave back. He drives away. And I watch him do so.
"That friend of yours is very impatient, sir."
"Don't take it personally, Kimura. He's not used to villains turning to heroes."
He leads the way, and I have no choice but to follow him, me and my chains following from behind as he dragged me.

Everywhere I look I see students of all kinds gasping and keeping their distance. I recognize some from the General Education and Support classes, but I don't look at them. Just keep going where All Might goes.

We make it to the classroom with the words "1-A" on it and I can't help but feel nervous, my legs shaking a bit as I looked up at All Might pleadingly, a please don't make me go in there look.

"Do not worry, my dear friend. You'll be safe here!" He said as he coughed up blood, returning to his other form.

He couldn't possess his power anymore since the battle between All for One nearly killed him. But he could use it in small bursts.

"If you say so." I sigh, brushing some of my black hair out of my face.

We walked in to see a bunch of students like myself talking loudly, some even out of their chairs.
The teacher was slumped over in a sleeping bag, his black hair covering bits of his face. He looked tired. Probably tired from all of his students driving him insane.

"Hey, you guys!" A loud and stern voice said. "Shut up and get in your seats!"
I looked closer to see a strong individual wearing glasses, having the same black hair as mine, only it was cut short. He looked fairly intelligent.

Some of the students listened. Others just continued being loud as I made my way to the center of the room.

The teacher was now standing up from out of his sleeping bag, his eyes glaring and the fresh white scarf on his neck floating. A death stare. Or something close to it.

"I advise you listen to Iida before we have double the homework today." He said steadily, standing behind the podium in front of him. He got a piece of chalk in his hands and started writing my name on the board, then looked at me.

All the students in there got quiet. Too quiet as I stood behind All Might, who was managing his other form a bit too long now.

"Students! You'll be having a new student joining our class today. And it is none other than the used to be villain Flare Angel."

Upon hearing my name I swore I heard them gasp and shudder a bit under their uniforms.

"F-Flare Angel?! Are you crazy? Her? Wanting to become a hero?" One of them said with the red, spiky hair.

"Flare Angel, the most wanted villain in twenty-seven states is going to become a hero?!" A meek voice from afar said, his green hair popping out from the rest of the group. I recognized that kid. It was Deku. He was cute as Toga had mentioned.

The class started getting louder.
I heard my teacher yell loud, and the class fell silent again.
"That is enough out of all of you." He smiled a bit as I kept looking at my feet, remembering the fresh linen I had applied yesterday.
"Her name is Kimura Sagiro, and you will call your new classmate as such. She is not a villain any longer, for we have received word that this individual will be with us until the end of her bargain is not kept or is somehow manipulated. Kimura. You will sit between Sero and Tokoyami, for your last name is between the two."
All Might returned to his old hobo form again, taking off my restraints as I made my way to sit between the two boys Aizawa-sensei had mentioned.

Tokoyami's head was a bird. A black bird with red eyes that looked like mine, and a sharp yellow beak.
And Sero. He had black hair too and beady eyes. Something told me that this kid was something else. I saw the tape coming out of his arms a bit.

"It will take some time to register you as a hero, Kimura. Please be patient with us. Other than introducing our new student today, please be ready for President Mic to give you a nice English lesson."

Aizawa-sensei walked out the door with All Might, who waved at me before doing so. I didn't wave back. I was too traumatized from being here. Change was not easy for me to succumb to.

Tokoyami looked at me and smiled a bit. "Hello. It is nice to finally meet you… Kimura."
Sero looked at me hesitantly, afraid I might stare him down or cause him pain. He forced a smile to come onto his face.
"Nice to meet you too, Kimura."

I looked around to see such eager faces wanting to know more about me. Possibly more than that.
I lowered my head on the desk and covered it with my shoulders, too frightened to speak.
A boy with the spiky blonde hair who was sitting next to Deku sneered.
"Who cares about the new kid over here? I sure as hell don't give a damn! It's just another day in UA, people! Another day in this crime-filled fucking world!" He threw his hands up, laughing.

One of the girls sitting next to Sero came up to me. I could feel her presence towering over me like a great building.
"Shut up, Bakugo! You're not helping! Just because she used to be a villain does not mean you have to treat her as one!"

I tilted my head up to see the girl with ear plugs as her ears smiling at me.
"Don't mind Bakugo, Kimura. He's just jealous because he wants to hog all of the attention sometimes. My name's Jiro."

Jiro. That one girl with the Earphone Jack quirk. I saw her while I was watching the festival play out back when I was at the base.
I smiled a bit.
"That's all right, Jiro. Bakugo's main problem is his mental instability. He can't help but be so rude just to hurt others and then hurt himself."

All of the class gasped when I said this to Bakugo.
Bakugo's fuse went short in an instant as he glared at me, his feet on his desk.
"You'll be eating those words in battle practice, newbie. Don't think I'll show you a few things for what you just said."

This kid was good looking. But it was his mouth that got him into trouble. No wonder people couldn't stand being around him long. I doubt he had a soft spot for anybody here in this school, let alone this class.

A girl with fuzzy pink hair walked up to me, her fingers in a peace sign.
"Wow! You really showed Bakugo what's what with those words, huh? My name's Mina.
Mina Ashido."

"A pleasure." I say, shaking their hands reluctantly.

A boy with red and white hair walked over to me and sighed a bit.
"I don't think you're truly a bad person, Kimura. You just did the wrong things. I can relate." His gaze was so wonderful that I couldn't stop staring at the half-cold half-hot wonder.
"My name's Shoto. You may call me that."

He didn't offer his hand for me to shake, so I just smiled and bowed respectfully towards him.

It was like all the kids in this class were hit by something, because some of them walked up to me and smiled.
"I'm Kaminari!" The yellow haired teen shouted from his desk.
A girl who was invisible walked up to me too, not hesitating or nothing.
"I'm Hagakure!" She shook my hand, although I couldn't see hers.

I felt a bit of relief inside of me. Even though I was a used to be villain they didn't treat me as such. I had lived around so much negative people that it affected me greatly, and here I was, standing before a group of misfits like me.

Deku was the last one to shake my hand. We was blushing when he did it. So timid. So meek…
"I'm Izuku Midoriya, Kimura." This boy was shaking like a leaf when I shook his hand.
He was cute. Toga was right about that. I couldn't help wondering why on Earth this boy had All Might's quirk though.

Bakugo didn't shake my hand. He just looked at me and gave me a glance before returning his gaze to the board in front of us.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Nice to meet you, you little shit." He said in a monotone voice.

The others just looked at me and smiled from their seats as I waved at them from my desk. I would remember their names later. But for now, I needed the time to get used to other people.
The bell rang quickly, and that was when people started getting out of their seats. Bakugo said something about Battle Class, so I assumed this might be it.

I followed the other students into now what was the battle room, but a cafeteria full of other people I did not know.

The smells I was getting in here filled my nose with delight. My favorite thing to eat was rice with soy sauce drizzled onto it, and I had loved that meal ever since I was little when my father prepared it for me. He was a good cook.

All the people in there stopped and turned their heads to look at me, some of their mouths open wide from the shock of my presence.

"Yeah, yeah, people, the Flare Angel is in Class 1-A with us now! Move along, you extras!" I heard Bakugo yell at the peering crowd as I made my way to an empty table with him, sitting across from his direction.

People stopped looking at me like hat when he those words automatically came out of his mouth. I was surprised someone with such an arrogant personality would stand up for me when I couldn't.

"Thank you…" I silently say while eating a bowl of rice from the lunch line, drizzling some soy sauce onto it to make the flavors clash.

He just gives me a glare.
"You cant let people get to you like that, Kimura." He said with his mouth full of Mentaiko.
And I swore I saw this boy smile at me just then, a grin that I thought I would never get from a boy like him.

It looked like my first day as a hero was getting a bit better.

After eating lunch with Bakugo we then went into the battle room, which was made of concrete and hard stone and some other material I couldn't quite put my finger on. Cementoss made it himself and later introduced me to him as well, me being a new face and all.

All Might was here also beside Cementoss and Aizawa-sensei, their eyes peering on me.
Show us what you can do, Kimura.
I felt their thoughts saying that to me as I looked back at them, my dark red eyes shining against the bits of sunlight going through the windows up above me.
"Are you sure?" I mouthed my words back to them.
They all nodded and shouted back to me, "Show us your potential to be a hero."
I didn't hear Aizawa-sensei say anything. He just gave me a little smile, leaning back with them in between.

I looked at the girls I were friends with, battling it all out with their quirks. I later met Tsuyu when we were back in our classroom a few minutes ago, swinging her tongue carefully to get her opponent to capture them. Her quirk was Frog, so I knew she would be hopping around from time to time. I met Momo over our similar love for books and poetry, creating smoke bombs with the skin on her hands, throwing it at the target practice dummies.

Creation. A good quirk to someone so light and agile as she.

Uraraka was the last person I met along with Kota, Sato, Kirishima, Shoji, Ojiro, and Aoyama being the last too. I was glad I had met all of them steadily throughout the day.

I felt something explode on my face, the impact of it knocking me down on my feet, the cold and hard concrete of the ground colliding with my head.
It didn't faze me as I got back up in a few seconds, brushing the debris off of my head and clothes.
Everyone around me stopped their practicing and looked at me taking the hit like it was nothing, their eyes full of astonishment and fear.

Bakugo said I would get what was coming to me here in this class. And I knew he meant it with that hit he pulled at my face.

He was standing there, a few feet in front of me, a look of shock and disappointment in his fiery red eyes.

"H-how in the hell did you still get back up?!" He demanded.

I shrugged.
"Impacts like that? Oh yeah. I can handle those." I lunged towards him a bit, the distance closing in between us.

"That explosion surely should have done something to you, I know it!" Bakugo snapped, his face full of rage as he took a little tantrum, stomping his feet on the ground.

He was cute when he did that. Tantrums. A bomb ticking off and exploding was what he reminded me of.

"It only made me pissed off. Didn't hurt much, but it did such a decent amount of damage." My red eyes focusing on him as he stopped his tantrum, falling over in extreme pain.

He kept hollering. All of my other classmates were still standing there as I kept staring him down, increasing his pain bit by bit… I liked it when I heard somebody scream. I couldn't help but like it.

But I knew if I kept going on like I did, I would only make an enemy out of him. Out of the one person who defended me from prying eyes at lunch.

He kept writhing in pain as he clenched his fists, trying to break free of the control my quirk had on him. He swung at my face but missed. Missed as I dodged quickly, twisting his arm out from under me, making him holler until I heard the bone snap. His bone snap.

"K-Kimura! J-just… what are you?!" I heard Deku cry out from the ledge of the stone pillar he was training on, face wrung with terror crossing his face.

Aizawa-sensei stepped in, comforting me by putting his hand on me. A soothing warmth on my skin. I stopped, freeing Bakugo of my grip, watching as he caught his breath bit by bit while his left arm was still broken, adding to the pain I had once made him feel.

"Kimura's quirk is none other than Pain Frenzy, an emitter and sight quirk that relies on her eyes to stare deep into her opponent's body, letting her control the pain they can feel in their joints, their muscles. Her quirk is like mine except she has sensors on her hands that emit pain as well, just not as good as her eyes do. I erase quirks until I blink, the effect wearing off."

Deku looked at me. But I didn't look at him.
"So you're saying your quirk, Aizawa-sensei, is similar to hers?!"

Aizawa-sensei nodded. "She causes pain. Mine erases. We both rely on sight to use our quirks, but she sometimes uses her hands to cause the effects too."

"So what would happen if you faced off with Kimura?" Mina asked reluctantly.

I sigh. "The effects on my quirk would cancel out hers, but that wouldn't mean Kimura could not do damage. I have no doubt that in a hand to hand combat she would surely win, for she is highly experienced in such. But a quirk contest? No."
I could hear Bakugo's raspy breathing through our conversation, his pain going away slowly. But his broken arm and its pain would stay there until he got treated.
He looked at me… but I could see a different expression crossing his face. Worry? Concern? Regret?
I went up to him, walking slowly but surely, tying my hair into a ponytail.
"Let me see your arm, Bakugo."

He backed away a bit.
"Why in the hell would you need it, you asshole?! You broke my good arm in half!"

I sighed, giving him a tired look.
"Would you rather be in pain like this or feel something better?"

His face softens as he lets me see his arm, the bone popping out.
I touch it with my sensors on my hands, seeing the pain deep in his muscle rise and fall like a wave from the ocean.
Visualizing a broken bone snapping into place, I feel the power in my fingertips go to his arm, healing the tears, the fibers, the bone, snapping it back into its original place.

I back away.
"Try moving your arm."

Bakugo scoffs and moves his arm slowly, then fast.

Aizawa-sensei looks at me and then at the other students. And smiles.
"She can also heal deep wounds but using her healing sensation too much causes her a bit of a headache. Such a powerful teenager with such capabilities."

Bakugo looks at me and pushes me out of the way.
"You asshole! You decided to break my arm and then fix it?! What kind of a hero are you if you used to be a villain, huh?!"

I didn't know how to reply to his question. I softly let outa sigh while climbing up to a stone ledge which was not occupied by anyone at the moment and curled up into a little ball.

"Well, look there! The villain now turned here is crying! Possibly crying for her mommy!"
Bakugo laughed, snickering a bit. "Go ahead, wimp! Nobody will want to hear your sniffling screams!"

Deku comes down from his ledge and onto mine, patting my back as I still lay curled up. I didn't need his sympathy. I wanted to beat the hell out of Bakugo again though.
"Don't listen to him, Kimura. He's an asshole, a good one at that. Everyone knows how trash mouthed he is. The whole school knows him by his mouth and his temper.

"Deku. Shut up you little bitch." I say. I'm going to put this worthless boy in check. He shouldn't have gotten a quirk from All Might to begin with. All he does is mutter. "I can handle a good asshole."

"Asshole, huh?" Bakugo said, lunging forward. "I'll show you what a good asshole can do!"

He grabs my wrist and twists it behind me. This little explosion had tricks up his sleeve.
It hurt like hell. And I felt myself screaming as sweat trickled upon my head.
I looked at him dead in his eyes, my power, my ability to control pain going into his body.

"AGGGGGGH!" Bakugo screams, tumbling to the ground in pain.

"I know you too well, asshole. You should know when to give up." I snap.
Bakugo was in so much pain he didn't dare look at me.

Mina, Yaozoruzu, Tsuyu, and everyone I had befriended me looked at me in shock.

This little shit took nothing from nobody. I knew his pain. But I wasn't going to let anyone else figure that out.
He was different from all of these other kids.
And as the medical crew wheeled him out on a stretcher, I swore he looked at me and smiled.
You may have got me today, Flare, but I'm not going down so easily anymore.