SEASON THREE IS OUT PEOPLE! I'm so fricking happy, and I keep getting awesome reviews, so here's the new chapter! I'll have to slow down for a bit after that, though, considering I already caught up to the anime ah ah.
Warning: Kira's language, Kira's intolerance for pervs and Kira's impatience.
Enjoy!
Kira stared.
There was a moment of silence.
His... his hair...
Then, she burst in laughter. Collapsing over her desk, holding back her tears, she had difficulties to breath.
"Shut up, Carrot!" raged Katsuki, shaking with anger. "My hair's gotten used to it, so it won't go back to normal even after I wash it- Oi, stop laughing already!"
"I-I… c-can't…" She gasped. "Y-your hair…" She started laughing even harder.
"I'll kill you!" And suddenly, his hair sprung back into the spikey mess it usually was.
Though it only worsened Kira's laughing fit.
Damn, it's good to be back.
As she managed to use Kirishima as a shield against Katsuki, she then noticed that most of the students actually had a good time at their internships. Smiling at that, she then quickly joined Izuku, Iida and Shoto in the back of the glass.
"So, playing the cool guys now, uh?" she teased, slinging an arm around Shoto's shoulders. He had gotten used to her extraverted personality by now, and so didn't react to the sudden physical contact. "Come on, join the fun a little! We kicked some serious ass, saved people, trained a lot… like real Heroes, right? No need for those funeral faces, seriously."
"Kicchan, are you feeling better?" Izuku simply replied. He too was too used to her cheerfulness, and so understood easily that she was making light of the situation as a coping mechanism. "Your arms were really hurt… And you're still wearing the bandages over your hands, too."
"Recovery Girl refused to heal me," admitted the ginger, sheepish. "Said it was a lesson I should learn from. Well, that and using her Quirk now would interfere with the natural healing. I can move more freely, though, but it'll be at least a month before I can start physically training again. As for my hands…" She cringed, glancing down at the bandages. "It just isn't pretty. I'm saving everyone from enduring the sight, that's all."
"Kira-san, if I may…" She glanced at Iida, curious. "You gained those scars because you fought to protect your friends. I do not believe it is something to be ashamed of."
The girl blinked a few times, startled, before smiling softly at Iida.
"Thank you. I'll… think about it."
He simply nodded, understanding her position on the matter, and apparently glad he managed to give his opinion.
"… But the ones who changed the most, or at least went through the most, were you four, right?"
At Kaminari's inquiry, the four of them turned to him. The question had caught the attention of the rest of the class, all of which seemed to remember what exactly had happened during the week.
"Oh yeah! The Hero Killer!" remembered Sero.
"I'm glad you guys made it out alive! Seriously," added Kirishima.
"I was worried," admitted Yaoyorozu.
"I heard Endeavor saved you, right?" remarked Sato.
"That's amazing!" exclaimed Ashido. "As expected from the number two Hero!"
Shoto and Kira exchanged a glance, and the boy sighed. "Yeah. He saved us."
"I saw on the news that the Hero Killer was connected to the League of Villains," then recalled Ojiro. "Imagining someone that scary coming to USJ freaks me out."
"We would have been screwed," snorted Kira, unable to stop herself.
Her friends sweatdropped at the casual remark. The ginger really needed to work on her sense of self-preservation.
"He is scary, but did you see the video, Ojiro?" then asked Kaminari.
"Video…? You mean of the Hero Killer?"
"Yeah! Seeing that, you can see how he's really single-minded and, like, tenacious. Doesn't it almost make you think he's cool?" insisted the blond.
"Kaminari-kun!" warned Izuku, glancing at Iida.
The blond took a second to realize just what he was saying, and who was listening. Guilt took over his features.
"Ii- Shit, sorry, man. I didn't mean…"
"No, it's fine," however assured Iida, looking down at his injured arm. "It's true that he was tenacious. I understand how people could think he's cool. But he chose purging as a result of his beliefs. No matter what he thinks, that part is definitely wrong." Kira nodded fervently in agreement. "In order to keep anyone else from turning out like me, I will once again walk on the path to becoming a Hero! And now… it is time to commence class! Everyone, take your seats!"
As he kept shouting orders and whatnot, Kira chuckled a little. Despite the harsh trial they had just gone through, it would seem Iida was coping quite well, and she was glad he was finally returning to normal.
Everything's getting back in place. Who knows, maybe the rest of the year will be better, now.
…
Gosh, as if. I so jinxed it.
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"I AM HERE! Anyway, we'll start now."
Everyone in their costumes, they were now at yet another training field of U.A. It would seem the school had yet to show off just how many of those they had, and Kira kept on wondering just how much money they actually had.
"It's Hero basic training!" announced All Might. "Long time no see, boys and girls! For this time's Hero basic training… Since you've all just gotten back from your internships, we'll have some fun with a rescue training race!"
"If we are doing rescue training, then shouldn't we do it at USJ?" questioned Iida.
"That place is for training for disasters," pointed out All Might. "Do you remember what I said? That's right! I said 'race'! This is Field Gamma! A dense area filled with factories laid out like an intricate labyrinth. You'll break up into four five-person groups and go through the training one group at a time. When I send out a distress signal from somewhere inside, you'll all start at once from the outskirts of the city. It's a race to see who will rescue me first! Of course, you'll have to keep damage to buildings to a minimum."
Kira snickered as he pointed to Katsuki not-so-subtly, and the boy grumbled under his breath.
"All right! First group, get in place!"
Said first group, as they quickly found out, was composed of Izuku, Ojiro, Iida, Ashido and Sero. The rest of the students were lead on the roof of one of the numerous buildings, where a gigantic screen was set so that they could follow their classmates' progress.
"Iida hasn't completely recovered yet, right? He should just watch," remarked Kaminari, scratching the back of his head.
"This group has everyone in the class with good mobility," mused Kirishima.
"Hmm, perhaps Midoriya-san is at a slight disadvantage," replied Yaoyorozu, thoughtful.
"That's true," agreed Jiro. "Honestly, I'm still not sure how good he is."
"And whenever he does something, he always gets badly injured… Kira-chan, you know him better than we do," then said the black-haired girl. "What do you think?"
"Izuku's working hard, and he's getting better at using his Quirk," shrugged the ginger. "He has a good technique, so I'd say he's pretty much at the same level as everyone else. However, he's still not an expert. I doubt he'll win this race."
"I think Sero will be first!" exclaimed Kirishima.
"But Ojiro's there too," replied Kaminari. "He's super fast with his tail!"
"I think it'll be Ashido. She's really athletic!" Mineta chimed in, for once not acting perverted.
"Deku will be last," claimed Katsuki, as pissed as always.
"Even if he's injured, I still think it'll be Iida-kun," mumbled Uraraka.
Tsuyu nodded in agreement.
"Okay, here we go!" announced All Might. He pressed down on the distress signal. "Start!"
The students wasted no time, and started moving. Sero quickly took the lead by the air, using his tapes with effectiveness. However, before anyone could even realize what was going on, a blur of green passed by the boy. It took Kira a second to recognize her best friend, and her jaw dropped at the sight. He was moving fast, jumping and running around as if it was a second nature.
"… wow." She then grinned, pumping her fist in the air. "Go, Izuku, go! Go, go, go!"
"What's with those moves!?" exclaimed Kaminari, dumbstruck.
"Wow! He's hopping like… like…"
The ginger's eyes widened in understanding. "Spikey. He's moving like Spikey."
And obviously, said Spikey wasn't particularly happy about it.
Now, he's super pissed. Just great.But well played, Izuku. Well played in-
The green-haired boy suddenly missed his landing. Kira blinked as he just… slipped, and fell, completely loosing the advantage he had just gained.
Well.
That's one way to completely turn the tables again.
…
It was kind of sad, though.
As expected after Izuku's fall, Sero won the race. After a little peptalk of the Top Hero, the second group consisting of Yaoyorozu, Koji, Jiro, Kaminari and Aoyama. Without much surprise, Yaoyorozu won the race using a jetpack of her creation. The third group consisting of Shoji, Tokoyami, Sato, Uraraka and Shoto. This time around, the winner had been harder to determine. It ended with a tie between Shoto and Tokoyami, with Uraraka just behind them.
And finally, it was time for the fourth group.
"Don't get in my fucking way, Carrot," spat Katsuki, roughly bumping into her shoulder.
The ginger hissed in pain at that, and his step faltered as he glanced back at her, his eyes instantly falling on her hands. They were covered with her gloves, but he knew they were bandaged rather heavily.
Fuck. He forgot she was injured.
"Ah! Young Suttoki!" Noticing the exchange, All Might suddenly showed up. "I completely forgot about your injuries! You were ordered not to train for another week, were you not?"
"More like not to stress my arms," she corrected. "But it's okay. I can win this race without my hands or arms."
"Ah, ah! Great spirit, young Suttoki!" cheered the Hero. "Very well, I will let you participate. However, I have a strict order for you: if there is a sign that your injuries have reopened, or that they are put at risk because of the race, I demand that you stop immediately. Have I made myself clear?"
"Hai, hai," she rolled her eyes. "Come on, let's get to it already!"
"All right. Fourth team, get to your position! We will start in three minutes!"
"Hai!"
"START!"
Kira breathed in deeply. Already ahead of everyone, she could hear Katsuki's yells and explosions. There were Kirishima's curses as he tried to catch up, Tsuyu's rhythmic and calculated jumps, and Mineta's whining too.
Three… two… one…
She felt her flames recover her entire body. Once she was assured of the steady flow of the fire, she took a sharp intake of breath…
"Fire Rocket!"
And she jumped.
"Hey, what's Kira doing?"
At Kaminari's question, everyone reported their attention on the ginger. Despite the signal, she hadn't move an inch from her position. Her eyes were closed, as if she was focusing, with her arms crossed over her chest and-
"Wait, look!"
Flames suddenly sprouted and recovered her body. After another second, the flames seemed to stop moving… before the girl jumped, and-
"What the hell?"
She vanished.
She simply vanished.
"Where'd she go?" gasped Sato.
"Hey, Bakugo's winning!" pointed out Jiro.
The bomber was effectively reaching the rendezvous point, well ahead of the other students from his group. However, just as he was about to claim his victory, Kira suddenly crashed before him. Like, literally crashed. The building shook as she passed through the roof. Dust rose from the hole. The students gaped at the screen, startled, and Katsuki couldn't even find it in himself to be mad, too shocked by what had just happened.
He leaned over the hole, frowning.
"Oi!" he barked. "Still alive, Carrot?"
After a few seconds, a faint whimper echoed. "M'fine... I think…"
"A shame," he deadpanned.
"Fuck you too, Spikey."
In the end, it was also a tie between her and Katsuki, though she did loose points for damaging the building. But hey! At least, she didn't worsen her injuries. That had to count for something, right?
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Everyone was now changing in the locker rooms. As per usual, Kira was changing in the bathroom stall, separately from the other girls. While they had known each others for a while now, she still wasn't comfortable with showing… everything. She knew they'd ask questions, and it wasn't something she wanted to deal with as of now.
With a barely audible sigh, she finished wrapping new bandages around her arms and hands, before stuffing her costume in her bag and stepping out. She was greeted with smiles and understanding gazes, as always, and she simply smiled back.
"Meow!"
Oh, for fuck's sake.
Ignoring the girls who muffled their laughs as much as they could, the ginger kneeled on the floor and searched through her bag, before finding the little ball of fur that just wouldn't stop following her.
"Deku! I've told you, you've got to stop doing that!" she scolded him.
But he was cute, and warm, and wanted to cuddle, and Kira just couldn't really be mad at him.
"You know, I think I'll have to upgrade my costume again, so that I have a special cat-bag included," she grunted, putting him on her shoulder. She then got back on her feet, the animal purring loudly. "What are you guys laughing at? He's got to stop doing this, don't encourage him!"
"It's just cute, Kira-chan," simply answered Yaoyorozu, smiling softly. "It isn't often that we get to see such a soft side of you."
"S-soft? I'm not- he's just- I can't- ugh!" That only made them laugh again.
"Mineta-kun, stop it this instant! Peeping is definitely a criminal act!"
The laughter instantly died down, and the six girls blinked, startled, at Iida's shout. Then, Uraraka turned a beat red, and instantly started changing faster. Ashido eeped, hiding behind her shirt, and Yaoyorozu and Jiro blushed deeply. Kira instantly started to look for the hole through which this perverted bubble-fuck was peeping.
"My little Mineta is already a criminal act!" they heard through the wall.
"The wall!" gasped the ginger. The boy's locker room was next to theirs!
Searching, she finally found the hole she was looking for. It was small, but definitely put there for the sake of people like Mineta.
"Yaoyorozu's ample yaoyoro-boobs! Ashido's slender waist! Uraraka's fine Uraraka-body! Asui's unexpected boobies! Kira's perfectly built shape-"
Without hesitation, the ginger sent her flames through the hole. There was a scream, making her snicker. She had only scared him, diminishing the heat of her flame enough so that his 'injury' would only hurt as much as a bad sunburn, at most.
"Thank you, Kira-chan," nodded Tsuyu.
"How despicable," huffed Yaoyorozu.
"… he didn't say anything about me." Jiro slumped in defeat.
Kira simply patted her head in comfort. "I think it's more that I sent my flames before he could finish."
That seemed to help the other girl's self-esteem, who nodded gratefully at her. Nodding back, Kira then stepped outside. Bag slung over her shoulder, she then leaned casually against the wall, just in front of the boys' locker room, Deku settling contently against her neck.
After a minute or so, the door opened, letting out Shoto. He blinked at her, before sighing and walking away, offering a wave as he passed. After him followed Koji, Shoji and Sato. They opened their mouths to say something, before choosing against it and leaving as fast as they could. Aoyama, Ojiro, Sero and Tokoyami were next, and simply laughed nervously without saying another word as she signaled for them to keep her presence silent. Kirishima, Kaminari and Katsuki followed right after them. The first two instantly paled, but the bomber simply scoffed and left, the boys not wasting a second to go after him.
They would not be dealing with Kira's wrath.
Finally, Izuku, Iida and Mineta stepped out. The class rep was obviously scolding the purple-haired boy, who was holding his right eye and whining about not seeing anything after all.
"Oh, Kicchan!"
At Izuku's exclamation, Mineta froze. Slowly, he turned around to see the ginger, still casually leaning against the wall and petting her cat.
"Yo," she grinned, but it looked downright dangerous right now. "Don't mind me, guys. I'll just have a nice little chat with dear Mineta-kun here. You know, a long and boring lecture about decency, about privacy, about not being a fucking waste of space in today's society…"
"Gah! Save me!"
Iida however stopped him from escaping, and forced him to face the ginger.
"I will leave him to your care, Kira-san. However, do remember that it is forbidden to harm a fellow student, and that the consequences-"
"Come on, come on!" she laughed, waving her hand a little. Her hand fell on Mineta's shoulder and he froze, terrified. "Contrarily to some other people, I know how to be a decent human being! And while I'm not above crushing insects, well…"
"I-I-Iida-kun! L-Let's go, come on!" Izuku started pulling his friend away. "K-Kicchan can handle this properly. Don't worry!"
After a moment of hesitation, the class rep finally agreed, and left. Once they were left alone, Kira forced the smaller boy to turn and face her. She leaned down until they were eye to eye, and he started shaking like a leaf.
SHE'S GOING TO KILL ME!
"Now, Mineta-kun… let's get to work!"
…
"Uh?"
She snorted at his face, and let go of him. She seemed downright amused, now, and he then understood she had been faking it all along.
"That little gift of mine…" She gestured to his red eye. "And scaring the crap out of you, were enough of a lesson from me, I believe. However, you're going to get rid of that hole in the wall yourself, as punishment."
"B-b-b-but I won't be able to peep anymore!" he gasped, betrayed.
"… that's kind of the point," she deadpanned, before clasping her hands together. "Now let's go! I know where we can find what we need, and then we'll come back here and you're going to take care of it while I take a nap!"
"B-but school is over!" He was grasping at straws, now.
"Who cares? I mean, it's not like you were going to do anything productive tonight, right? Plus, I literally live at school, now. Trust me, I have all the time in the world, right now."
"Y-you can't do that! You can't force me to do it!"
"Really? The class rep however told me to handle your case," she remarked. "Plus, you're scared enough to do what I say anyway, aren't you?"
He paled a little more at that. "… fair enough."
Kira's evil grin simply widened, if possible.
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Mineta was done an hour or so later. She waved him goodbye, not feeling bad in the least, as he left the school grounds with tears of regret in his eyes.
That'll teach him to be a creep.
Nodding firmly, she then returned inside, heading for the teachers' lounge. After all, she had abused of her teacher's generosity for long enough.
Great, time to get the little devil back. And the ninja one, too.
As if hearing her thoughts, Deku meowed cheerfully.
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Kira found herself staring once again that day.
Aizawa-sensei… was covered in bandages.
Mummified.
Just like after the USJ attack.
"Suttoki."
"H-hai…?"
"… If it's to handle the little devil, then be late to class as much as you want."
"Ah ah, right…"
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The next day
Kira was late yet again in the morning, much to her friends' amusement. And, just as before, Deku had found a way to sneak in her bag and infiltrate the classroom. If he noticed the cat, Aizawa-sensei said nothing about it.
He no longer was covered in bandages, and the ginger found herself wondering if they had all been for show or if he just healed really fast.
"Well, it's almost time for summer vacation," he announced during the last period of class. "But of course, it wouldn't make sense for you to rest for the whole month. During summer vacation, we'll have a training camp in the woods!"
Instantly, the students started cheering at the news. A summer camp à la U.A.? It promised to be interesting, even fun! After all, the academy never did things halfway. What should they expect from such an experience?
"Tests of courage!" exclaimed Ashido.
"Baths!" drooled Mineta, having completely forgotten about yesterday's lesson.
"Fireworks," sighed happily Tsuyu.
"Open-air baths!" insisted the perverted student.
"Curry," stated Iida.
"Hot springs!" gasped the little bubble fucker.
"If we're out in nature, we will have to work under different conditions, right?" Yaoyorozu pointed out, thoughtful.
"No matter what the environment is, we must choose wisely… Interesting," mused Tokoyami.
"Eating and sleeping with everyone!" beamed Uraraka. "I'm getting excited-"
"However."
Everyone instantly fell silent as Aizawa-sensei activated his Quirk, scaring the crap out of everyone. He calmed down when they started paying him attention again.
"Those who do not pass the final exam before that… will be in summer school hell."
Kira instantly felt her cheer disappear, blood draining from her face.
Fuck.
I didn't study.
Like… at all.
…
…
…
I'm so fucking doomed.
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Two weeks later
'DING! DING!'
"Class is over. Don't forget that there is only one week left until the final exams. You all are studying properly, right? I'm sure you already know, but it won't just be a written exam. There's also a practical component. Make sure you train your mind and bodies at the same time. That's all."
Aizawa-sensei left the class.
There was a moment of silence.
"I haven't studied at all!" exclaimed Ashido and Kaminari. The blond groaned. "With the Sports Festival and internship, I didn't study at all!"
"I'm gonna die…" groaned Kira, pulling at her hair. "I'm gonna fail, and die, and then I'll be brought back to life and fail again, and die again…"
"K-Kira-chan… didn't you score in tenth place during the midterm exams?" wondered Tsuyu. "It's not so bad."
"I know! But it's just because they didn't cover much new material, and focused on what we already learned!" she grunted, defeated. "I'm such a fucking failure! I can deal with the practical exam, no problem, but the written part…" She felt a little sick at that.
"Wait just a second!" protested Ashido, pointing an accusing finger at her. "I thought you were a super genius or something!"
"W-what?"
"That's right!" Kaminari instantly joined in. "You're one of the best students of our class! And you're super clever and all that!"
"But that's on the field!" she protested, growing even more anxious than before. "Come on, I can't be amazing at everything! Give me a break!"
"She's just fucking dumb, stop whining already," huffed Katsuki, leaning back in his chair. "You're annoying."
"I'm gonna wipe that stupid smirk off your face-
Yaoyorozu, who had landed first place in the midterms, quickly interfered before a fight could break out. "If you wish, I could help you with the class lectures." She however quickly slumped in her seat, a cloud of gloom floating around her. "I can't help at all with the practical, though…"
"No, wait!" Kira's eyes widened, hopeful. "That- that's perfect! How about that? You help me out with my studies, and I help you out for the practical!"
Yaoyorozu blinked at the offer, before smiling at the ginger, nodding eagerly. Ashido and Kaminari instantly joined them, soon followed by Jiro, Sero and Ojiro, thus forming an actual study group.
"Let us hold a study session at my residence this weekend!" cheered Yaoyorozu, pumped up. "Oh, I must tell Mother and have her open up the hall! Say, what kind of tea are you all partial to? In my family, we always drink Harrods's or Wedgwood, so if you have any preference, let me know! Of course, you can trust me to help you study too! I will definitely show you how I can help!"
Kira smiled a little, endeared. Yaoyorozu could be cute too, when she wanted to. She seemed kind of cold, at first sight, but she was actually a really bubbly girl who just lacked some self-confidence.
However, Kira's happiness quickly died down as she remembered a very important point.
"Aw, shit…" She muttered, ruffling her hair in annoyance. "Momo-chan? I'm sorry, but I won't be able to do it, actually."
"Uh?" The girl deflated a little at that. "Why?"
"It's just… I'm kind of… not allowed, to leave school grounds. Without supervision, that is." A wary silence overcame the whole classroom, but she simply offered a sheepish grin. "You know, crazy Villain on the loose and all that. Don't worry about it, though. I'll manage. If you still want some help for the physical part, I'll be happy to help, though."
"Right…"
It was a little awkward now, though. Rolling her eyes, Kira got to her feet, and grabbed her bag and Deku, who instantly settled around her neck.
"Look, I'm not going anywhere, anytime soon, alright?" She offered a reassuring grin to her friends, heading for the door. "This psycho won't get me. If he tries anything, I'll fry his ass. Don't worry, okay? And sorry for the trouble. See you guys later!"
The door closed behind her.
The silence lingered even after her departure.
Ugh, what can I do…
Kira wasn't hungry. Lunch-Rush's food was amazing as always, but she just couldn't find it in herself to enjoy it. To be honest, she had forgotten about Hagane being an actual, real threat for a while. Him showing up to the Sports Festival had been a shock that put her back on the right track to become stronger, but nothing more than that.
Now, though, she remembered that she was actually prisoner of her own school.
What a fucking pain…
She missed Ren. She hadn't seen him for a long while. When she came back from her internship, he didn't even come to see her. Neo-san did call to apologize, but it wasn't the same thing.
Kira felt very homesick, all of sudden. The food now tasting like ashes, she pushed away her plate, and got back to her feet. At the same time, though, many of her friends suddenly showed up and settled at the table.
"Kicchan, you're already finished?" blinked Izuku, surprised.
"I-I'm not hungry, is all," she shrugged, a little uncomfortable. She took a step back, food tray still full in hands. "I was about to go and get some training done, actually. I just-"
Someone suddenly slammed into her. She stumbled, managing to keep her balance, but chasing the cringe of pain from her face was a harder feat to accomplish. The wound on her right forearm had been directly hit by what she guessed was an elbow, and it hurt.
"Damn it…" Her arm shaking too badly, she was forced to place her tray back on the table. Cradling her limb against her body, she glared at the one who had ran into her. "The hell is your problem?"
"So sorry," he offered a pleasant smile, obviously not meaning it. "Your arrogance was taking so much place, I accidentally tripped on it."
"W-what?" Her anger faltered somewhat as confusion took over. Deku, woken from his nap, then hissed at the boy angrily.
"You're from Class B… Monoma-kun!" recognized Izuku, eyes widening. "What did you do-"
"I heard you guys met the Hero Killer," that Monoma guy cut him off, completely unbothered by the cat hissing at him. "Just like at the Sports Festival, you guys in Class A just have to have all the attention, uh? But that attention isn't because people have high hopes for you. It's because you keep attracting trouble, right? Oh, that's scary. Someday, the rest of us might also be caught up in the trouble you bring and become victims as well… Like getting cursed by the God of pestilence! Oh, so sca-"
"Shut up."
The blond stilled, smile still in place. He glanced back to the ginger.
"What, don't like hearing the truth? Must be hard for someone so high to be knocked down a peg-"
"I told you to shut up!" she snapped. Silence ensued her outburst, but she didn't care at the moment. "You don't know what you're talking about, so stop talking as if you do! You think we enjoy ending up in such situations? You think we like having our lives on the line because of situations way beyond our capacities? We managed to all make it out alright because we're so damn fucking lucky and because Heroes always managed to save the day at the last minute." She leaned closer, and he gulped a little, his pleasant, fake smile not disappearing. "The Hero Killer… we're still alive because he wasn't serious. He couldn't have cared less about children like us getting in his way, and that's why he was fucking playing around! You think we're happy about always ending up in those messes? Well guess again, fucker: we're not."
Her breathing was a little ragged, and the pain just wouldn't go away. Kira knew everyone was watching now, probably anticipating a fight or something. The altercation had also drawn the attention of the few Heroes who were present, and who were now watching it happen, ready to interfere if things got too far.
"K-Kicchan…" Izuku's voice snapped her out of her daze. "Y-your arm…"
She looked down, just as pretty much everyone who heard him did, and cursed when she realized it had started bleeding. Red had seeped through the bandages and through the sleeve of her uniform, there for anyone to see.
This time, Monoma's smile did falter. He just wanted to taunt Class A a little, not actually hurt someone, and even less so badly. Before anyone could react, though, a fist harshly landed on his skull, swiftly knocking him out.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Class A," the girl who had done it apologized with a smile. "This guy's heart's just kinda… you know. Are you- oh my gosh you're bleeding. Did he do that?"
"Kind of," sighed Kira, taking a step back. Her anger disappeared as quickly as it came, leaving in its place a feeling of emptiness. "I'll just… get going. Guys, I'll see you in class."
"Wait, Kicchan-"
But the girl had already disappeared through a crowd of student and escaped the cafeteria. Izuku stared the closing doors, a worried frown marring his features.
Kicchan… what's happening to you?
"Damn it, damn it, damn it…"
Feeling a little sick, Kira stumbled into the gym. Seeing as no one but her seemed to use it, she didn't worry about people seeing her. Sliding down the nearest wall, she let herself fall on the floor. Cringing, she removed her jacket and rolled up the sleeve of her shirt, revealing crimson bandages.
"Shit, he didn't go easy," she scrunched her nose. "Fucking psycho…"
She slowly removed them, ignoring the pain yet again. The wound wasn't as deep as before, since it was treated so quickly, but a knife had literally pierced through, from side to side. She had been lucky it hadn't hit anything important or suffered from permanent damage, but it would still take a while to heal fully on its own.
At least I've gotten used to carry bandages around…
Deku jumped from her shoulder to the floor, before staring up at her with worried eyes. Softening a little, she gently petted him fore a few seconds, before pulling a roll of bandages from her small bag.
"And… I have to do it with one hand," she then realized. "Just fucking great."
Since her wounds weren't open before, she could risk using both of her hands to bandage them. Right now, though, the blood was making a mess and it was slippery and wait what the fuck why is it bleeding so much-
"Carrot! I swear, if you don't- what the hell!?"
Startled, the ginger snapped her head up to find none other than Katsuki, at the other side of the gym. He was in his training clothes, obviously having hoped to use the lunch time to get some exercises done.
"Don't mind me, Spikey," she grunted, reporting her attention her her injury. "I'm just trying to- oh, come on!" The dropped the bandages, what little she managed to tie unraveling quickly. "Ugh…"
"Fucking dumbass…" muttered the bomber, stomping her way. Before she could do anything, he grabbed the bandages. "Gimme that!"
"What are you-"
"Just shut up and extend your arm."
She gaped at him for a few seconds, and his glare hardened. Understanding he wasn't joking, she quickly extended her arm. She however retracted it just as fast when pain spread through it in a flash. Clicking his tongue, Katsuki grabbed it, though more gently than she had expected him to, before starting to bandage her arm. As he did so, though, black spots edged in her vision.
I don't… feel so well…
"Oi, Carrot!" snapped the blond, instantly noticing her state. "Don't you fucking close your eyes."
"Aw…" Her voice slurred. "Worried 'bout lil' old me, Spikey…?"
"Who could not worry when you're such a fucking idiot!?" he replied angrily. He snapped his fingers a few times before her eyes. "Oi, focus!"
"Ugh, I'm not… I'm not dying, Katsuki…" she huffed. "Chill out a little…"
"Carrot. You're currently bleeding from a very deep wound that shouldn't be bleeding as much, and I'm the only one around so I have to keep you from dying from your own stupidity," he deadpanned. "Trust, 'chilling out' isn't one of my options right now."
She fell silent at that, simply watching as he quickly finished tying the bandage around her arm. She couldn't feel the blood flowing out anymore, which was a plus, but her arm was still completely covered, and so were her bandaged hands.
Katsuki breathed out, reigning in his annoyance. "Do you need the bandages on your hands too?"
"Not particularly…" She could see a little clearer, now, the mist that had settled on her mind slowly dissipating. "Just take them off already… I don't… I don't care…"
He muttered under his breath about being ordered around, but did as told. Soon enough, the bandages covering her hands were off, and a moment of stillness ensued at the bomber took in the sight of the numerous lacerations covering her fingers.
They were healed, of course, but the scars were vividly obvious.
"… those from the Hero Killer?" he asked, more quietly.
"Yeah. Such an asshole…" She sniffed, before grinning a little. "Ya know, I punched him really hard. Like, through a wall and everything. It was awesome."
He stared at her for a second, before snorting, shaking his head. "Of course you did. Crazy bitch…"
That made her smile again. "Ya know, for a jerk, you can be nice too when you want to be."
"Shut up!" he instantly snapped. "If you tell anyone, I'll kill you! You were making a fucking mess and watching you struggle to put on damn bandages was just fucking pathetic! That's all!"
"I know, I know!" she hastily replied, not wanting to fight right now. "Still, though… thanks, Katsuki. I owe you one."
He scoffed, getting back to his feet. "Whatever. Don't come to me next time you wanna bleed out, though. I ain't some fucking nurse- the hell? Get away!"
Deku, obviously happy that his young mistress had received some help from the pissed off blond, had jumped on the boy and was now happily licking his face. No matter how hard Katsuki tried to pull him off, the cat just wouldn't budge. Seeing him struggle so much, Kira could only laugh.
"Shut up, Carrot! Tell him to stop!"
"A-alright, alright," she accepted, grinning. "Oi, Deku! Come back here, leave Mr. grumpy pants alone."
The green-eyed cat instantly let go of the bomber and returned to her side, purring again. Katsuki huffed, rubbing his face angrily.
Then, he realized something.
"You really named your cat Deku?" he couldn't help but ask. He stared at the cat for a moment, before his lips twitched into a half-smirk. "Suits him."
"Doesn't it?" she beamed at that. She then glanced at the clock on the wall, and sighed a little. There was no way she could get her training, but there was still so much time left… "Hey, Spikey?"
"What!?"
"Can I just… stay here? I don't wanna see the others right now," she admitted, more serious.
He raised an eyebrow at that. It wasn't often that the cheery ginger actually acted mature, and it kind of put him off. It was obvious she wasn't in the mood for their usual fights and, considering the condition her found her in, he decided to show some mercy.
"Do whatever you want, I don't care," he grunted, returning to the back of the room to start his own training. "Just don't get in my way."
That earned him a small laugh. "Wouldn't dream of it."
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The rest of the day passed in a flash. After reassuring her friends about her injury –as promised, she didn't mention Katsuki's help-, she quickly returned to her room at the dorms.
Right now, she just wanted to sleep, and believe she'd wake up to a better day.
.
.
There were noises, lots of them.
Which was weird, because Kira lived alone.
Ugh… Is Spikey fucking shit up again…?
He better not, or she'd make him sleep outside, seriously. Groaning softly in her pillow, she tried to cling to the remains of sleep that slowly but surely escaped her reach.
Just… a little longer…
Wait.
… longer?
The ginger bolted in her bed, eyes wide and now fully awake. How long had she been sleeping for? This couldn't be right, she always woke up before the cats did. So why-
I slept in. I actually slept in.
She didn't know whether to be happy or not about it.
"Hey, look at what I've found!"
The ginger stiffened.
The noises… were actually voices. And footsteps. Mostly voices, though.
Voices that she could easily recognize.
What…
Jumping out of her bed, she quickly walked out of her room… and found some very recognizable faces in the small living room.
"… guys, what the hell?"
"Oh, Kira-chan!" Yaoyorozu beamed at her from the kitchen, apparently cooking something. "Finally awake, uh?"
"Good morning, Kira-chan!" beamed Ashido, on her couch.
"'Morning!" Kaminari and Sero chorused, sitting next to her.
"Sorry for the intrusion," Ojiro smiled a little, next to the window.
"Nice place you have," hummed Jiro, a cup of tea in her hands as she looked at some pictures on the wall.
"W-what?" The ginger felt a little dizzy. "I don't get it. What's going on?"
She let herself fall on the nearest chair, Deku instantly jumping on her lap. Her head spinning a little, she took a moment to look at the grinning faces of her friends. Then, she was snapped out of her shock when a fuming plate with toasts, fruits and sausages was placed before her by Yaoyorozu.
"M-Momo-chan…"
"Eat up, Kira-chan!" beamed the girl. "Once you're ready, we'll get to the lessons! See? Everyone brought their things!"
"No, wait, just… just wait a second." Kira closed her eyes, breathing in, then out. She repeated it three times, before opening her eyes again. "Okay. Okay, I'm calm, now. Can you just tell me… what the hell is happening?"
"Well, you said you couldn't get out of the school grounds, right?" recalled Kaminari.
"That's why we decided to do the study group at your place instead!" added Sero.
"Aizawa-sensei is the one who let us in and told us where to find you," added Ojiro. "He also gave us a key… Again, sorry for not warning in advance. The others wanted to-"
"Surprise you!" exclaimed happily Ashido. "Ne, ne, are you surprised? Are you happy? Please tell me you're surprised!"
"I… I am." Unable to help it, she smiled at them. "And… I'm touched, too. This… this is incredible, guys. I didn't think… wow. Sorry, I just… I don't know what to say."
"Just help us out with the physical part and we'll call it even, ne?" proposed Jiro, apparently amused.
Kira's smile widened at that. "Sure thing! Though, I won't go easy on you. Be prepared for the worst five days of lives!"
They chuckled nervously at that, but nodded in agreement. Success didn't come without efforts, after all.
"T-that… that was… t-though…" mumbled Ojiro.
"M-man… I-I'm beat…" added Jiro.
"What are you guys lying around for?" Kira raised an eyebrow, arms crossed over her chest and a somewhat sadistic smirk stretching her lips. "Get up, we have work to get done!"
"W-we just… we just r-ran ten laps a-around the… the w-whole school…" grunted Sero, having a hard time finding his breath. "W-what more… more work d-do you w-want… want us to d-do…?"
"What are you talking about?" Her smirk only widened. "That was just the warm up!"
They all paled dramatically at that, and Kaminari fainted.
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A week later
Kira's wounds were much better now. Despite not liking to ask for help, she went to Recovery Girl and explained the situation. Understanding, the woman finally agreed to heal a part of it, though it also had to do with the physical exam coming up. The ginger didn't have to fear her injuries opening again, and she could move without a cinch again, though it still hurt if the wounds were directly hit or something.
The whole group had studied like crazy. They came early in the morning to work out the physical with Kira, before going to school for the day, and then going outside to study for the written part. Yaoyorozu was a great teacher, and the ginger almost wanted to kiss her for all the help she had provided.
She knew she wouldn't class in the top five, but she was aiming for a better rank than ten. They were now on the third day of the written exams, the last day, and she knew that her efforts would pay off. Saved for mathematics and science, with which she still had had some difficulties, she knew she had nailed the rest, which was perfectly fine with her.
"Pencils down, everyone!" suddenly announced Aizawa-sensei.
Kira grinned a little. She had finished a few minutes earlier, and felt oddly confident in her success.
"The last person in each row, collect the answer sheets and bring them here."
As they did so, the rest of the students finally allowed themselves to relax somewhat.
"Thank you, Yaomomo-chan!" exclaimed Ashido in relief.
"Thanks to you, I didn't leave any blank space!" added Kaminari with a thumbs up.
The black-haired girl flushed slightly at the praises, and Kira poked her arm to get her attention, before grinning gratefully.
"Thank you, Momo-chan. I doubt I would have passed without your help."
"Well… that's what friends are for, right?" replied the girl, smiling back.
"Right!"
And now… tomorrow… It'll be our practical exam.
I can't wait!
Well, that's one thing done. Who enjoyed the Kira/Katsuki moment? I know I did ;-) Anyway, thank you all again for your support, and look forward to the practical exam.
PS: Who do you think Kira will be paired with, and why? Don't answer if you don't want to, I'm merely curious.
See you guys later! Plus Ultra!