My Hero Academia: Yashiro The First Quirk
Ch.7- Competitions suck
We both got into the cab and began to drive to the hospital, I felt better now, the doctor was so good. He set me up with a mental health team and gave me meds to help me sleep until I got into a psychiatrist. Then he checked me over and recommended I wear compression gloves which Papa rushed with me to get right after. He also gave me a proper diagnosis for my lung condition and advice to handle it. Apparently, it would get worse if my anxiety was high.
"Glad to be done?" Papa asked I nodded leaning onto his shoulder.
"Yeah, these gloves make my hands feel better," I answered, he put an arm around me.
"I'm glad, can't imagine having stiff hands is fun." He stated I nodded as the cab began to pull over. "Ah thanks, here you are, keep the change."
We got out of the cab and he took my hand as we walked into the hospital. I wonder how Dad was doing today, I can't imagine him liking being stuck in the hospital. Although who would, to be honest. As we walked down the halls toward his room, I could see nurses whispering harshly. I ignored them as we got to the room, sliding open the door I saw Recovery Girl.
"Recovery Girl?" I stated and I saw Dad sitting up in bed.
"Let me guess you're breaking out Shou…" Papa said, how stubborn is Dad.
"I am returning to classes," Dad affirmed.
"He is in stable condition as much as I would like to stop him, I can't." Recovery Girl stated shrugging her shoulders.
"How? Dad, you broke both your arms and have a face like a mummy." I muttered and went to his bedside. "You are gonna need help."
"I will be fine." He argued, I groaned.
"Okay, what about doors?" I asked he looked away.
"You are too stubborn Shou…" Papa muttered as he walked over.
"If you return to school I will hover and baby you, got it," I said, he nodded.
"You don't want your students to worry that bad Shou," Papa asked.
"It could determinately to their growth, I am their teacher they need a strong pillar plus the sports festival is soon," Dad answered a sports festival.
"Ah yeah, jeez I forgot about that," Papa replied rubbing the back of his head.
"What's so important about a sports festival?" I questioned; Papa put on a big grin.
"We are a hero school; we take our sports festival to a new level," Papa replied, I looked at him confused.
"The festival is broadcasted across the country all major hero agencies will be either be there or watching. They begin scouting for heroes to join them, it's an opportunity for you to market yourself as a hero." Dad explained, what am I an actor or a hero.
"What is it America's Got Talent for heroes…" I grumbled competitions are the worst, I hate them.
"American's got talent?" Papa stated confused.
"Contest show, they have people show off their talents in performances and it keeps going till one is left who gets a contract and other will get exposure." I rambled, Papa nodded and smirked.
"You got the idea." He hummed, I groaned.
"I hate competitions, we are all trying to be heroes why is competition necessary, shouldn't co-operation be the goal…" I grumbled; this is why I quit team sports.
"My, my, not competitive are we dear?" Recovery Girl said I turned to her nodding.
"This is why I quit playing Hockey and Soccer, people get too competitive, I prefer to keep that for games," I replied, playful competition is what I am looking for.
"They are getting to eat you alive…" Dad muttered, oh god that means everyone is scary into it.
"Let me guess it's mandatory," I mumbled.
"You are the first student with this attitude, come on it will be fun," Papa said, I groaned looking at my shoes.
"More like torture." I groaned.
"I am not surprised; you probably don't view pro heroes in the same light as the other students." Recovery Girl said I looked to her.
"Our job is to fight villains and save people, do people need competition to want to improve themselves…" I rambled; I was more motivated to train after what happened at USJ.
"More regulated way to gain improvement, it gets students to strive to keep getting better," Dad explained, I guess that makes a bit more sense.
"Okay, that makes sense…" I agreed, guess not everyone can be motivated by themselves.
"So, I expect you to be trying your best." He ordered I nodded.
"Okay, I will, so what even happens, isn't it like relay races and such?" I asked.
"Usually there is a race, then another random event usually a team event. Then it's a fighting tournament till the finale." Papa explained I guess that last event will be my motivator for the first two.
"That will be my motivation, I want to be in the fighting tournament it's like a real-life Budokai!" I chimed.
"Budokai?" Dad muttered.
"From an anime, it's the name of the World Martial Art Tournament, I always loved those episodes when I was a kid. Being in a similar contest would be fun." I elaborated.
"You are strange," Dad stated I chuckled.
"Not gonna change." I teased as he nodded.
"Alright I will get you released, do try to rest or I will put you back in here Shouta." Recovery Girl stated and I waved to her as she left the room.
"Do you have clothes?" I asked, he got out of the bed he still had his costume half on, but it was ripped at his waist. "I hope you have a spare costume…"
"Multiple," Dad stated, I sighed he even still had his boots on.
"Well, I guess we can head home, anything you want to eat Shou?" Papa asked Dad grumbled.
"Jelly pouch." He grumbled, Papa sighed a jelly pouch.
"I meant a meal; you can't just eat jelly pouches while you're hurt," Papa stated, I giggled.
"How about I make dinner?" I suggested Papa looked at me.
"Huh?" he said, I giggled.
"Let me guess Dad your face is sore?" I asked he nodded. "I used to deal with that back when I still had my braces, I know good foods for it."
"You had braces?" Papa said I nodded.
"I had bunny teeth," I replied, they looked at me confused. "My front teeth stuck out far, so far I couldn't easily close my mouth, so I looked like a bunny rabbit."
"So, what are you planning to make then?" Papa asked I grinned.
"Chicken noodle soup, all we need is some chicken stock, wait, is that a thing here…" I mumbled; I still don't know what typical groceries are here.
"You mean Boullin cubes?" Dad said, I nodded. "Yep, I think we have some home."
"Sweet then leave dinner to me!" I chimed, they both nodded warily. "Don't look like that, I won't burn down the house."
(Yamada's POV)
We had dinner, Yashiro made dinner and it was good, warm and comforting. Once we finished, she did the dishes and fed the cats, Shouta had tried to help but gave up. His bandaged arms would not even fit below the cupboards. I had set up the bath and sent her into the shower, as we watched the TV.
"Whew, that's better." Yashiro chimed, she was in her All Might pyjamas her hair wet and curled at the ends. "What are you watching?"
"Some cooking thing…" Shouta muttered we were barely watching the show.
"Do you think I should go to bed a bit earlier with the med the doctor prescribed Papa?" Yashiro asked I thought for a moment.
"Probably be good, but not too early," I replied, she nodded pulling out her phone.
"Eight-thirty good?" she hummed I nodded, and she fiddled with her phone. "We should do a movie night sometime; I want to show you family movies from my era."
"Oh, I like the sound of that!" I chimed.
"Nothing too dumb," Shouta added.
"So, no Shrek got it." She chirped; I wish I knew more of the things she references.
"Do I even want to ask?" Shouta grumbled.
"Probably not…" Yashiro admitted, I chuckled.
"What do you like to watch?" I asked she smiled.
"I love animation better than live-action, and I watch just about everything, but I like stuff with either action or drama better. Then I love historical stuff, science fiction and comedies. Man, I would list examples, but you probably wouldn't know any of them." She rambled.
"Hit me," I replied, she giggled as she thought.
"My Neighbour Totoro, Star Wars, Back to the Future, Iron Man, Dragon Ball, Adventure Time, etcetera, etcetera." She listed.
"Totoro sounds familiar…" I mumbled I am pretty sure it was by this old studio their films replay at theatres every few years…
"Is it this guy?" she asked, she held out her phone that iconic tanuki creature.
"Yeah, they play that studios movies at the theatres every few years, remember Shouta there was the one with the little witch," I said.
"And her cat Jiji," Shouta added.
"Kiki's Delivery Service! I love that one, so cute!" Yashiro chimed.
"Those are Japanese films, aren't they?" Shouta stated, oh yeah how did she see them?
"Well, the dubs were taken over by Disney, the big studio for children's films in America. Also, I watched a lot of stuff back in my day from Japan." She explained I nodded as she smirked.
"Oh, sing a song from a movie you watched as a kid?" I begged, she giggled and looked in thought.
"Oh, I got one. Everybody wants to be a cat, cause the cats the only cat who knows where it's at. Tell me, everybody's picking up on that feline beat. 'Cause everything else is obsolete." She sang moving like on Jazz artist. "A square with a horn, makes you wish you weren't born, every time he plays. But with a square in the act can take the music back to the caveman days."
"We should watch that one," Shouta said, I giggled of course he wanted to see a movie with a song about cats.
"Sure, but do remember it was made a long time ago, like before the civil rights movement in America," Yashiro replied, the what?
"Civil Right's movement?" I questioned.
"The equal rights movement for African-Americans." She replied that sounded so ancient. "Don't look like that, you make me feel ancient…"
"Wasn't that long ago even in your time?" Shouta asked she shook her head.
"That was only thirty or so years before my era. My Mom grew up during it." She replied, I feel so young right now, and not in a good way. "Jeez it feels like I am talking to literal children! It's like my nephew, I feel like an old lady!"
"Stop screaming…" Shouta reprimanded she groaned and turned away.
"I'm gonna dwell in existential dread for a bit…" she muttered; I have no idea how to improve her mood. "I'll be okay, I just forget that I'm literally the oldest person alive right now…"
"You are still a child," Shouta stated she sighed.
"A child who was born over a hundred and twenty years ago…" She grumbled I got up and rubbed her head.
"Don't think about it too hard," I advised she nodded and sulked her way to her room. "Oh dear, I am at a loss…"
"Most people would," Shouta stated, I scratched my head as I went and sat next to him.
"Maybe Toshinori might have some words of wisdom…" I mumbled; I mean he is old, pretty old.
"I doubt it…" Shouta replied I groaned as I leaned back on the couch.
(Yashiro's POV)
I was in my uniform and all ready to go, Papa and Dad were still getting ready. Papa has to dress Dad and rebandage him, I stretched as I looked down at Ken. He meowed at me and began to rub himself against my legs, attention whore much. Crouching I gently petted the attention seeker, he was so needy.
"Sorry for the wait sweetie!" Papa called I saw him and Dad in their costumes.
"How much gel do you have to use to make your hairdo that…" I commented, it was so extravagant, and he only did it when he wore his costume.
"A lot…" Dad stated, and Papa looked away.
"It's part of the costume." He muttered I snickered as I walked over to them.
"I know, don't understand the theory behind it, well we better get going it will be bad if we're late, right?" I chimed, they nodded, and we all left the house locking it behind us.
Our journey to school was faster, we had to take a taxi, Dad couldn't do the transit. I was a bit glad, every time we took the subway, I felt so lost, I felt like an alien. Usually I would just cling to them to make sure I didn't get lost in the sea of people.
Soon we were at the gate, I followed them to the teacher longe, I waved to the other teachers as Papa set up Dad's work papers. Once he was done, I took them and got them organized in order. Dad grunted as the bell rang and I followed to the classroom. He stopped at the door and I slide open the door for him and marched up to his podium.
"Good Morning." Dad greeted as I stood at his side.
"Are you okay Aizawa-sensei?" Tsu-chan asked.
"My condition is unimportant." He answered I sighed looking at him.
"He means he's stable." I translated.
"What are you doing up there Yashiro?" Kirishima questioned, I held up the papers.
"I'm his arms," I replied, the whole class nodded understanding.
"Hand them out," Dad ordered, I nodded and began to pass out the sheets. "It is time for you all to start preparing for the Sports Festival."
"Is it really okay to host it after the villain attack?"
"It has been decided to show our tough security we should continue as normal. Also, our Sports Festival will not be cancelled by a few villains." He explained. "The security will be tougher than it ever has been for the festival."
"But it's just a sports festival…" Mineta stated, for once I agree with the pervert.
"Have you never watched the Sports festival?" Izuku questioned, so much for the small voice of reason.
"I have but still," Mineta argued, but soon was drowned out by our classmates.
"This is a great chance for you all to put yourself out there into the world of heroes and land an internship after school," Dad stated, I finished handing out the sheets and went back to his side.
The class began to discuss internships and their glory, it kinda hurt my head. I knew this was gonna be bad, I sighed and looked to Dad. He sent me a glare and I nodded; don't worry I will try my best. I want to be in the Budokai portion.
"Alright, homeroom dismissed," Dad said and I escorted him out shutting the door behind us. "Go back to class, I can take it from here."
"Alright, don't strain yourself, see you later," I replied and slipped back into class.
"Are you excited Yashiro?" Uraraka asked I groaned.
"I may not fully understand but from what I see, I understand I don't like it… I'm not competitive…" I answered Iida walked over.
"It is a great chance to show your potential to all the heroes, it's a great experience Takahashi-kun." Iida rambled, I moaned.
"I don't see it, but sure Iida…" I grumbled, we heard footsteps approach, so we all got to our seats.
(Later)
Finally, it was lunch, I leaned back in my chair stretching and went over to Iida and Izuku. They chatted but I stayed silent, I am not getting drawn into this. Soon they were done, and we began our journey to the lunchroom.
"Takahashi, why did you want to become a hero?" Iida asked, I stopped and thought.
"I want to help people; I don't know much about this era but helping people is timeless. Plus, I always dreamed of being a superhero and this is a time where that impossibility is possible." I answered.
"What about you Uraraka?" Izuku questioned she fidgeted blushing.
"Money so I can support my family," Uraraka replied that made sense. "Sorry, that's not such a wholesome answer…"
"I think it is noble to want to support your family," Iida stated.
"My family owns a construction company, but we don't get much work anymore." Uraraka vented, I put a hand on her shoulder.
"Must be hard…" I soothed, she nodded.
"With your quirk, you would be a whole team on your own," Izuku stated.
"I know and I told my parents that. But my Dad said he wanted me to follow my own dream." Uraraka mumbled.
"Well I think admirable to take on this as a profession, it's admirable you want to support your parents." Iida chimed, I nodded.
"I agree, I felt the same way back in my time, I wanted to be successful so my mother could live it easy. She worked so hard all her life, I wanted to let her have peace of mind." I said, Uraraka looked to me looking sad.
"Yashiro you won't go home, will you…" Uraraka muttered I nodded.
"No, I'm here. But I am sure my brother and sister took care of my Mom." I soothed.
"You have siblings?" Iida asked I nodded.
"Yep, I have four half-sisters, one full brother, a stepbrother and brother in law," I answered, I hope they all lived great lives after I left.
"Were you the youngest?" Izuku stated I shook my head.
"Middle, and youngest, I was my mothers youngest but a middle child to my father," I explained, I hope they all grew up with great lives.
"So, your father remarried?" Uraraka stated I nodded.
"Yeah, his wife is more pleasant than him, he was a jerk…" I replied Iida looked confused. "He was a villain to say it simply."
"Oh, I'm sorry…" Iida apologized I waved it off.
"Don't it's not that big of a deal, as far as I am concerned, he was just there, my real parent was my Mom and sometimes my step-mom." I assured, "Plus now I have both Papa and Dad looking after me now."
"Huh?" Uraraka said I blushed.
"Yamada and Aizawa, I am staying with them from now on, so they're my dads," I stated.
"Cute." Uraraka chimed.
"Young Midoriya!" All Might chimed, I turned to see him peeking out of the hall.
"All Might?" Izuku stated I snickered as he held up a bento box.
"Would you like to eat lunch with me?" he asked, I nudged Izuku over.
"Of course," Izuku stated and followed the transformed hero.
"He's kinda cute," I stated, Uraraka nodded and Iida looked confused. "All Might, he is so sweet it's cute."
"He is a noble hero with a pure heart." Iida chimed, I giggled as I followed them to the lunchroom.
(Yamada's POV)
It was the end of the school day and of course, we got a meeting for the festival till dark, I wandered toward Aizawa's classroom. Opening the door, I saw Yashiro was talking with Midoriya, Uraraka and Iida. I sighed as she turned to me and race over, I gently pet her hair. No need for her staying on campus late.
"Can I ask you, listeners, a favour?" I asked, her friends nodded confused.
"Huh?" Yashiro stated as I set Shou's keys in her palms.
"Can you help Yashiro get home; we got a meeting going on till late," I asked, they nodded.
"Papa! I can wait!" she whined I pet her head.
"You went out with Tsu; besides you should learn how to get home soon, we'll be held up here more with the festival. Oh, and you have chores, curtesy of Shouta." I stated handing her the note.
"Alright, but I will find my way here if you guys are too late." She stated I nodded at her authoritative words.
"So cute." I chimed, she blushed as I pulled her into a tight hug.
"Papa! I'm not ten!" she complained, oh so she was embarrassed.
"Sorry, now make sure to do your homework." I lectured pulling back, she nodded.
"I will." She stated I smiled and waved to them as I headed back to the staff room.