My Hero Academia: Yashiro The First Quirk
Ch.3- Afternoon and Evening
The afternoon began and we had English taught by Yamada, I got bored and began an old habit. I like to write little stories, little nothings to waste away the time. This was simple for a native English speaker; guess I can take help with my other courses and tutor for English in exchange.
"Alright class is over, don't forget to write your English papers on our last book." He stated, with that he left the room and the class began to stand and stretch.
"What's next?" I asked turning to Kaminari.
"Hero law." He grumbled, well at least that one should hold my attention.
"Yashiro!" Yamada called; I saw him in the doorway. "Come here."
"Okay," I stated and got up walking to him. "What's up?"
"I would like you to write a paper, pick anything, it needs to be a thousand words." He stated I nodded.
"Okay, I can do that," I replied he rubbed my hair.
"This evening we are gonna pick you up a cellphone and laptop." He hummed I nodded.
"I'm sorry about earlier…" I apologized.
"It's the past, we get it. We all know you didn't mean anything, now put a smile on that face." He cooed poking my nose which made me giggle.
"You are a goofball," I stated in English he snickered and began to leave but I heard something hit the floor. "You dropped something!"
"WHAT!" he called my ears rang at the loud sound.
He paused and looked confused as I rushed to pick up the two-small earbud like devices that fell. Given his quirk I guess he is partially deaf, I stood up and went to him and saw they had broken. Oh, dear, this can't be good, I motioned to them and motioned that they broke.
"Is it okay out here!" Izuku cried I shook my head.
"Yamada's hearing aides broke, I am gonna take him to the staff room," I informed and grabbed Yamada's hand.
I walked down the halls Yamada was silent as I headed to the staff room, but I guess I understand. His quirk made his voice so loud he could destroy the school. I wonder why these broke, reaching the staff room I slid open the door.
"Yashiro?" Yagi said I dragged Yamada in walking up the skeletal man.
"Yamada's hearing aides broke, where Aizawa?" I stated, he looked to Yamada and they began to commune in sign language.
"He was planning to buy a pair tonight he noticed them beginning to break," Yagi explained I nodded.
"What do we do?" I said, he chuckled rubbing my head.
"We can handle this; go back to class I believe Power Loader is teaching your next class." Yagi soothed I looked to Yamada and he motioned something. "He agrees."
"Oh okay, I will come here right after classes," I stated and I waved to them as I raced back to class.
"Takahashi take a seat." Power Loader stated as I opened the door.
"Yes, Sensei," I replied and hurried to my seat.
(Later)
I raced down the hall as Iida yelled something after me, I arrived at the staff room and slide open the door. I saw Yagi talking to Yamada as they both sat on the couch. At least Yagi can speak sign, I was worried he would go stir crazy. They turned to me and Yamada raced over and patted my head, I smiled up at him.
"How are your ears, Yamada was worried," Yagi asked, I looked to Yamada who looked worried.
"All good, just made my ears ring for a minute, no problem," I stated, Yagi signed, and Yamada pulled me close.
"He is glad," Yagi stated as Yamada pulled back.
"I will have to learn sign." I joked; Yagi smiled as I heard the door open.
"Time to go," Aizawa stated me and Yamada turned to him and he signed quickly.
"All ready!" I chimed, and I followed my guardians.
(Aizawa's POV)
We picked up Hizashi two pairs of hearing aids, one to wear and an extra set as a back-up. Now that he could speak, he and Yashiro were chatting as we walked through the electronics store. She needed a laptop to do her schoolwork on and a cell phone.
"What do you think of this one!" Hizashi called pointing to a certain laptop.
"You pick, I don't know enough to make a choice here." She teased elbowing him which made him chuckle.
"Then this one it is, next is a cellphone!" Hizashi chimed motioning over an employee. "Hello, we would like to take this one."
"Good choice sir." The employee stated pulling out a box from the display handing it to Hizashi.
"Now to the phones!" Hizashi chimed I tailed behind the pair as they headed to the cellphone display. "Any opinion here?"
"Something sturdy." She muttered I smiled at her practicality.
"Shouta this is your area!" Hizashi whined as I looked at the phones.
"Excuse me which one of these phones is the most durable," I asked, the employee across the display smiled.
"This is, a bit pricier but it can take a lot." He stated then pointed to another. "This is a little less durable but is cheaper."
"Which one?" I asked Yashiro looked at the two.
"Um… I like this one more…" she muttered pointing to the more expensive phone.
"We'll take that one and a simple case," I stated, he nodded and soon came with the phone and a clear case.
"Here you are, sir." He chimed as I took the items and turned to Yashiro.
"All good, now a mouse and we're set," Yamada muttered, soon we picked a cheap mouse and checked out.
"Thank you for everything…" Yashiro stated as we left bowing to us. "I am sorry for all the trouble I am causing…"
"Stand up, you have nothing to apologize for," I ordered she stood up and I rubbed her head. "You're a good kid, you just need to adjust."
"So… What is gonna happen to me? Looking for a foster family for me?" she asked I chuckled.
"And what would we be?" I teased she blushed.
"So, I'm gonna stay with you, really?" she questioned.
"My little girl!" Hizashi chimed setting down the laptop he pulled her close. "You're gonna stay with us!"
"You can't hold back, can you?" I teased.
"I can't she's too cute!" Hizashi cooed.
(Later)
I was almost done with my homework, but the hero law stuff was not making sense. What was this talk about a licence, and use of Quirk is odd? It mentions ranks and such, but my brain can't get it, is like senior heroes or something?
"How are things going in here?" Yamada asked opening my door.
"I don't get it!" I cried, he chuckled and looked over my work.
"Oh, this would be a bit harder, I will help you." He stated I smiled at him his hair down his other glasses on.
"Thanks, all these terms and rules are confusing, I don't get what half it means…" I muttered he chuckled tussling my hair.
"I bet, so what is troubling you most?" he asked.
"Well here it says a hero can't act as a hero without first passing an exam or something, it also mentioned that this meant no Quirk using," I stated, he chuckled.
"To keep order Quirks are not to be used in public, only heroes who get the certification can be trusted to use their Quirks. Like, say you try to save someone but end up hurting someone. A hero is trained and can keep that from happening. Make sense?" he explained.
"Oh, that makes more sense, so does this certification expire like CPR?"
"No, but it can be suspended or revoked if the hero doesn't follow the rules."
"Oh, that makes sense, but what about accidental Quirk usage?"
"Not common and it's situation based; some Quirks cannot be turned off like Shoji-kun he will always have his extra arms."
"So, there are different types of quirks?"
"Yes, kind like yours that take conscious choices to create something or do something, mutation ones that change the normal body and one that can cause temporary mutations."
"Okay this makes more sense, what about this rank stuff?"
"Oh, that just in reference to a hierarchy among heroes, like positions in a company, some support who take certain jobs and top heroes take control of situations. While we do work together there is usually only one or two heroes in charge of a scene."
"So, it's mostly just for group work."
"Yep, you're catching on fast."
"Thanks, okay I think I can do this sheet now, once I am done all my homework is done."
"Good work, Aizawa is just finishing up dinner, tonight we are having Yakitori with rice and miso soup."
"Can't wait to try it!"
(Aizawa's POV)
Yashiro had eaten her dinner with eagerness it seemed the food difference was not bothering her too much. I smiled as she helped wash the dishes, she was very well behaved both at home and at school. Tomorrow the class is going to USJ to learn more rescue work, I wonder how she will fare. Since she has joined the school, she hasn't used her Quirk once.
"All done!" she chimed walking into the living room. "That was really good, Aizawa."
"Sit down for a second," I stated, she looked confused but sat down. "I have a question if you were to use your Quirk to save people from natural disasters how would you do it?"
"Hmm, well maybe I could make like lifeboats for floods, or flares and support stuff… Hmm, honestly I don't really know what my Quirk can even do…" she rambled I nodded. "Why you asking?"
"Tomorrow you will be trying your hand in rescue training," I replied, she looked deep in thought.
"Hmm, I wish I had a place to just test this thing out, I never had this ability until I came here." She muttered I looked at her as she laid down as Yamada walked in.
"Wracking her brain, she just finished her schoolwork Shouta." Yamada teased sitting next to me.
"Where am I allowed to use my Quirk?" Yashiro asked I grinned at her.
"You will get some practice tomorrow just try to think about what I said," I answered, she nodded and sat up.
"I will, I am gonna chill in my room, that okay?" she hummed, I waved her off and she went to her room.
"Giving her a heads-up that's nice of you Shou!" Yamada cooed pressing his cheek to mine.
"She does not have much experience unlike the others, a bit of time will help her get an idea, hopefully," I stated.
(Yashiro's POV)
I had gotten some cool apps, a few mobile games, found an art site and browsed through. Got my music app set up, then some other fun stuff, it was weird not seeing all the familiar apps. I smirked as I typed in 'Eraser head' I wonder if people draw art of heroes, soon a few images appeared most were dark camera images. I typed Present Mic and I got a lot of hits, images, drawings, something about a radio show too.
"Almost bedtime," Aizawa stated I turned to see him in the doorway.
"Aizawa does Yamada have a radio show?" I asked he smirked.
"He does, he puts out a show every week where he plays music, looking online?" he stated I nodded.
"Found a cool art site, I was curious if people did art on heroes, you must be a very underground hero, all I saw for you were dark camera pictures." I joked, he chuckled.
"I prefer that way, now get into your pyjamas, ten minutes." He stated I smiled as he walked away, I went into the closet and pulled out my All Might Pajamas.
Slipping it on I jumped back into bed and looked up All Might, there were so much. I guess people really looked up to Yagi-san, so much art and love. I smiled as I rolled to the side, now what to sleep to tonight, I pulled up YouTube. I began to scroll and saw something that caught my eye, it was All Might saving a bunch of people.
I smirked as I finally I picked a random video and began to plug in my phone, Yamada said I should take it with me everywhere. Standing up I stretch and turned off my light crawling under my blankets. This place wasn't a dream, this was my new home. With my new parents I guess, I smiled into my pillow. I went from having the man who I hated to have two great men raising me. I blushed at the idea of them being my Dad's, I think I like this new life.
(Aizawa's POV)
I sighed as I walked up to her room Yamada with me, she was kicking her wall again. I turned on the light as we entered her room, she wasn't even on the bed. Her head and shoulders were on the floor her feet hanging up on the bed twitching into the wall. I groaned as Yamada tried to get her back into her bed.
"We need to get this checked…" I muttered as I helped him get her back into the bed.
"I got an idea," Yamada stated as we left her room turning her light out again. "We looked into one a while ago, those weighted blankets?"
"Hmm might not be a bad idea, I don't know if I am worried about her or the wall more." I hummed as we got back to our room.
"She is like a brick when she sleeps."
"More like a boulder…"
"Well, we best get back to sleep." He hummed kissing my cheek as we got settled again.
