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Yuki v Katsuki was mostly meant to show a few things, chief of them being that Yuki is Bakugo's better in terms of hand-to-hand combat by a fairly large margin. Yuki being a mentor is a theme I'm trying to make pretty evident. He is not only the highest rated in class 1-A in terms of hand-to-hand combat, but he understands that it's in everyone's best interest to make everyone as good of a hero as possible. It's easier to think of him as much of a teacher's aid as he is a student. Yuki and Mineta are going to have a fun relationship, but I have to agree that I feel bad for Mina as well. It's just in her personality to accidentally walk into the brick wall before she picks the lock to all of the juicy information she needs. And let me just say, Yuki couldn't be any less ready for this bloody reunion.

Guest: At least you didn't have to wait too long.

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The U.S.J. is NOT Okay

Kyoka P.O.V.

"… Idai..?" Futeki-san said. I couldn't quite see his, but I could definitely hear the fear in his voice.

"Idai..? Isn't that..?" Then it hit me. Idai was the name Futeki-san had told me two days ago. The name of his former student turned kidnapping victim about four years ago. So if he was with the villains, then that meant…

"So you do still remember me, Yuki? I'm surprised," Idai said with a smirk, "I didn't think you'd have time to remember me with this carefree life of yours."

"You two know each other?" Aizawa-sensei asked.

"You could say that," Idai said dismissively.

"Idai, what happened? Are they forcing you to do this?"

"Of course not you idiot," Idai said aggressively. "Brother, may I have that one to myself? It's been too long, I'd like to… catch up."

"Of course, brother," the hand-covered villain said, "play with him all you like. I don't see All Might anywhere around here… I wonder if he'll show up once we kill a few of these adds."

At this, the rest of the villains gained their own malicious smirks, though Idai's seemed to grow even more, making him look feral. "Number 13, I'm counting on you, keep the kids safe."

"Sensei!? Are you gonna fight them alone!? Even if you suppress all of their quirks, there's too many of them! Your battle style is to capture villains after erasing their quirks." Midoriya-san seemed more distressed than any of us at the idea of Aizawa-sensei fighting these villains by himself.

"Midoriya," Sensei said, "a hero always has more than one trick up their sleeves!" The hero yelled this before leaping down towards the villains with his bandages drawn. The villains attempted to use their quirks but found themselves unable to.

It was around this point that Number 13 attempted to get us out, but we were stopped by a wall of black. "I'm afraid I can't allow that," the shadowy villain said, this coincided with Idai bursting through the black vortex, coming straight towards me, but Futeki-san managed to catch the fist of the jet villain.

"YUKI!" Idai yelled, charging Futeki-san with a force I hadn't seen before.

"IDAI!" Futeki-san roared back, barely managing to keep Idai's power at bay.

Unfortunately, the force of Idai's rockets was able to overpower the martial artist, both of them knocking Yaoyorozu-san, Kaminari-san, and I through one of the vortexes. This portal ended up sending us into the Mountain Zone. As we landed on the ground, Futeki-san and Idai streamed through the air in high-speed combat. "Futeki-san!" I yelled. While I probably wouldn't admit it, I was worried for him. From the way Futeki-san had talked, Idai was even stronger than Yusha-kun, and that was four years ago. Now, he was going to be far stronger and faster, and probably better at fighting overall. Not only that but the last time they saw each other, Futeki-san had seen him as something close to a brother. This wouldn't be that easy of a fight for him.

"Hey, guys?" Kaminari-san said with worry, ripping me from my thoughts. "We're not alone." Looking around, I could tell that the blond was right. Surrounding us were about twenty to thirty villains, ready to kill.

"Yaoyorozu-san, could you make some weapons?" I asked. Though, looking at the girl, she had already made a long metal staff and was currently making a short sword.

"Will this work for you?" The taller girl asked, handing the sword to me.

It was light but seemed pretty durable. "Sure. Let's hope Futeki-san can finish his fight quickly."

Yuki P.O.V.

"Have you gotten slower, Yuki?" This question was quickly followed by the rocket-powered protege slamming me into the ground and dragging me through the earth. "Or maybe I've just gotten faster." As he said this, Idai flew upwards, keeping me in his grip and pulling an aileron roll before throwing me into another mountain.

"Gah!" I yelled in pain, "Stop this, Idai! I don't want to fight you!"

"How unfortunate, then," he said, flying towards me with great force, slamming me through the mountain, "because I really want to fight you, so fight, coward!" Emerging from the other end of the mountain, Idai kicked me with one of his jet-powered legs, sending me to the ground in a tumble. Jumping from the rocky ground, I barely managed to avoid his jet-powered kick, which broke the ground as if it were nothing. "FIGHT ME, YUKI!"

Charging up my right elbow, I yelled back. "FINE, HAVE IT YOUR WAY, IDAI!" Letting the kinetic energy explode, I molded energy around my arm and fired off my punch. "KINETIC JACKHAMMER!"

"You're too slow!" Idai yelled back, using his jets to spin around by attack. "This proves it, you've definitely gotten slower, Yuki!" Kicking me in the back of the head, Idai fired off that leg's jet, exploding me away with brutal power. "What happened? Did you see failure in that style?!" Flying under me before I could hit the ground, Idai elbowed me in the face, firing that arms jet as well. "The very style you taught me back then!?" Using the momentum from that last propulsion, Idai kept the arm going, slamming my ribs with a brutal punch. "The very style I use now!?" As I flew away from the force of that last punch, Idai fired off from all of his rockets, slamming me with a brutal right fist, this one to the stomach. Coughing up blood, I flew away from the sheer force of his attack. "Have you forgotten its power!?"

Crashing into a building this time, I tried to make heads or tails of what was happening. Taking an assessment of my wounds, I could tell that I wasn't doing too hot. Broken rib or two, broken nose. Nothing too bad, at least. I can still move. Standing up, I tried to make a plan. Idai was faster than me, that was a definite, but it doesn't look like his technique is much better than mine was back then. Granted, that still put him on par with a Ninth Star, but one who probably couldn't beat me. "You want me to fight you, Idai? Alright, I can do that…" Using my energy to propel myself out, I slammed my body into the jet-fueled teen.

"What the-" Punching him in the face before he could speak, I barraged him with punches, kicks, elbows, and knees.

"Your quirk may have gotten stronger, Idai," I said calmly, my eyes beginning to find the weak points in his stance, the chinks in his armor, "but your technique has stagnated!" I yelled, feinting with a right hook, he didn't notice the underhanded left fist aimed at his gut. "KINETIC JACKHAMMER!" I yelled, sending the fist into his gut, and feeling a rib or three breaking under the punch's force. Using the momentum from the punch, I swung my left leg around. "KINETIC PILEDRIVER!" Slamming the super-powered kick into his face, I could see a tooth or two come loose.

"Dah!" Idai yelled, flying back towards the Mountain Zone.

"I'm not done, damnit! KINETIC BULLDOZER!" Charging the energy around me to 85%, I flew towards Idai with my arms in an "X" formation and surrounded by a red kinetic aura, slamming him through the mountain from earlier.

"Is that all you've got!" Idai yelled, despite the blood from his mouth showing how injuring my barrage had been. "Hit me with everything, Yuki!" As Idai screamed, he charged his thrusters to his maximum power, evidenced by the bright blue exhaust coming from his jets, which blasted him up into the air far faster than speeds his grandfather could achieve these days. I still had around 150% from the beating I had been taking, and now was the time to use it. I watched as Idai changed trajectory to aim at me. "DIE, YUUUUUUUUKIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"

"C'mon, c'mon." 85%. 90%. 95%. 100%. 110%. 125%. 150%. "Perfect. TAKE THIS, IDAAAAIIIIIIIII! KINETIC JACKHAMMER, 150%!" Our fists collided with a force that would probably kill lesser men. The ground beneath my feet crumbled to dust with explosive force, and the power of our punches was enough to send both of us flying in opposite directions, Idai flying back towards the central plaza, and me flying towards where we first got teleported to. As I flew, I could almost feel my body going numb. "Damnit," I said as I lost feeling.

Kyoka P.O.V.

This wasn't going all that well for us. Currently, we were completely surrounded. As one villain attempted to swipe at Kaminari, he let out a scream that was a bit too shrill for someone his age as he ducked out of the way. "My whole life! It just flashed before my eyes!" As he yelled, one villain with two knives came at me, but I managed to block his knives while sending soundwaves straight to the forehead, stunning the villain enough for my kick to knock them out. "Who the hell are these guys, anyway?! What're they doing here?!"

Unsurprisingly, Futeki-san's advice to use my quirk more as just another limb to attack with was working incredibly. I already knew how strong my jacks were, strong enough to break rock as that villain there just realized, but I hadn't thought of using them for close-range combat before. Currently, I was wielding the sword Yaomomo had given me with both hands, while also holding keeping my jacks extended about as far as my arm-span to whack and stun villains that got too close. Yaomomo was using a metal staff with proficiency, battering villains left and right, but Kaminari had stupidly broken his bat over the rock guy's head when the battle started and had mostly run away for the rest of the fight.

"Worry about that later!" I yelled in response to Kaminari.

"We need to figure out how to get away from this mob!" Yaomomo yelled as well.

"Kaminari, can't you make lightning or whatever? Hurry up and fry 'em to a crip, would ya?" I told him.

"Damnit, you didn't see what happens when I use my quirk, did you? I can only cover myself in electricity!" He yelled. Now that I thought about it, I never did see his quirk move from his body. Futeki-san's plan kept me from that. "Sure, I can discharge it, but I can't control it at all. I'd just end up electrocuting you guys too! I'm trying to call for help, but my special transceiver is jammed! Get it?! You can't rely on me here, I'm relying on you!"

"You sure blab a lot for a guy…" I said with exasperation. "Fine, be a human stun gun!"

"Seriously?!" He yelled as I kicked him in the back towards a larger villain. Surprisingly, this actually worked, causing the villain to scream in pain as he got electrocuted on contact. "Hey, it worked! I'm pretty strong!" He yelled with a smile I really wanted to slap off of his face. "Just rely on me, guys!"

As he yelled, two villains, one with knives and another with rock fists, the one he knocked out earlier, charged him. Unfortunately for them, the rock fist broke, causing that villain to get electrocuted as well, and the knife wielder got caught by a net thrown by Yaomomo. "Get serious, you two!"

"I actually had a pretty good plan in mind, but…" As I said this, I let out a sound wave from my jack, stunning the villains to my right. As I did so, those villains got slammed by something which had flown back towards us. "What the hell was that!?" I stopped moving for a moment, as did Yaomomo and Kaminari. Even the villains took pause to check the meteor that just decimated half of their force. The meteor landed in one of the mountains nearby, right behind Yaomomo, Kaminari, and I. As the dust settled, the object was revealed to be a very beaten up friend of ours. "FUTEKI!" I yelled.

I don't think I've ever seen him this beaten up. His vest was completely open now, the zipper most likely having been broken from Idai's onslaught. This revealed his stomach, which had bruised black from the attack. His nose was broken, and blood flowed from his forehead down, covering most of his face, but the worse was his right arm, which had completely broken, and looked like it had been twisted like silly putty. He also had a large number of small cuts and bruises all around. Putting a jack near his heart, I could still hear his pulse, but it was much weaker than it should be.

"It's ready!" Yaomomo yelled, jumping towards Futeki and I. "It took some time. That's how it is," she said as the back of her costume started to rip as a large tarp exploded from her now exposed back, "with larger objects."

"A sheet? Trying to shield yourselves?" One of the villains yelled.

"A 100 mm thick insulation sheet. Now, Kaminari."

"Gotcha," the blond said with a manic smile. "Now, I'm actually…" he said, throwing his hands into the air with electricity flowing from between his arms, "… SUPER STRONG!" By this point, the sheet completely covered Futeki, Yaomomo, and I, protecting us from Kaminari's power. While we hid from the electricity, I took note of just how stacked Yaomomo was, which was starting to make me feel pretty self-conscious.

"You're having a bit of a wardrobe malfunction…" I said.

"I can make more clothes," she said, beginning to lift the sheet up. "I'm worried about the others, let's regroup and get Futeki-san to Recovery Girl."

"Don't look, Kaminari!" I yelled, hoping that the idiot wouldn't do it. To my surprise, he didn't seem to care, having a snot dribble going down his face as he held a stupid smile.

"Wheey…" he said, holding up two thumbs.

"Heh… Seems the idiot can get even dumber when he overexerts himself…" I heard from behind me. Turning around, partly to block his view of Yaomomo, but mostly to check on the now-conscious Futeki, I started trying to help him as he stood up. "You guys okay..?" he said with exhaustion.

"Futeki-san, you really shouldn't be stand-"

"President Futeki will stand if he wants to, thank you very much, now answer my question."

"We're fine, doofus…" I said, "we aren't the ones who look like they got run over by a jet. Are you okay..?"

"Not really, but I can still kick most of those fuckers' asses." He said. As he said this, a large explosion rocked everyone's footing save for Futeki's. It was at this point that a villain, one who had been hiding underground, attempted to get the jump on Kaminari, but Futeki was too fast and too perceptive. Letting out a black of red energy, he was between the two in a flash. "Idai's punch gave me about 50% to work with, so how about you take it, jackass! Kinetic Piledriver!" As he yelled, he kicked with all his might, sending the villain flying into a mountain. Futeki, having defeated the villain who would've taken Kaminari hostage with such ease, started walking towards the center of the USJ. "C'mon, Mr. President needs a nap."

Yuki P.O.V.

Everything sucks. It was the day after the "USJ Incident", as most on the news were starting to call it. After the whole incident, I had been escorted home, and class for the next three days had been canceled due to both the injuries everyone had accumulated, as well to give the public some level of comfort that U.A. was doing something about this whole mess, even though this didn't really help us much. I had been visited by Seijou and Yusha, but they quickly realized that I wasn't in a mood that was safe to be around. I assume the destroyed furniture tipped them off.

Taking everything into account, injuries vs captures, we ended up winning. That being said, Midoriya did the Midoriya thing again and broke his legs, Number 13 had their black hole used against them, and I ended up with fractured ribs, a completely fucked arm, broken nose, and had to get my whole head bandaged. The worst of it was Caterpillar-sensei, who nearly got ripped to shreds by the really big villain before All Might came to the rescue. I, like Midoriya and All Might, had to stay behind for questioning, mostly because I was the one who fought Idai alone, who was supposedly Handy Man, or Tomura's, right-hand man, no pun intended.

This meant telling them about my past with him, how he used to be as a person, and how he was now. Idai was always pretty smart and determined, so the idea of him being a villain now was still kind of fucking with my mind. The guy had been a brother to me, another one of those surrogate family members. Even more, he looked up to Old Man Sorahiko nearly as much as Midoriya does with All Might.

The concept of that kid turning an evil new leaf would've been impossible to me if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, but it was true. Idai was a villain. Idai was a villain and it was all my fault. "God – fucking -damnit!" I yelled, punching a hole in my now ruined coffee table, which was currently flipped onto its side longwise and set against a wall. I had kind of been rampaging around in my home for the last day, don't remember sleeping much if at all, but who knows. As I ripped my fist from the coffee table, I heard a knock on the door. "Door's open!" I yelled.

At that, I heard the door open up, but couldn't see who it was. "Holy shit, dude, are you alright?"

"Kaminari? The hell are-" Turning around, I took notice of the fact that not just Kaminari, but Jirou, Tokoyami, Yaoyorozu, Midoriya, Uraraka, and Iida were currently taking in the view of my currently destroyed living room. Suddenly feeling very embarrassed about the fact that it looked like something had exploded, I blushed a bit before scratching the back of my head. "Uh… Sorry about the mess…"

"Did you get attacked?" Jirou asked, half with worry, and the other half with humor.

"No, no, this was… all me…" I said, my blush deepening somewhat. "Hold on… it's in here somewhere…" Reaching under my broken tv, I pulled out my wallet. "How about we go out somewhere instead, yeah..?" I asked.

"So… you wanna tell us what that was about..?" Kaminari asked. We had ended up grabbing some food to go from a store and now sat in a secluded area of the nearby park.

"Kaminari!" Jirou yelled.

"It's fine, Jackie," I said, cutting Iida off. "If you had watched it, then you'd know that one of the villains, the one who I fought off, was a friend of mine."

"That would explain why he knew your name, as well as why you knew his," Iida said.

"Wait, but why were you friends with a villain?" Uraraka asked.

"When I knew him…" I started to say, remembering how he was before. "When I knew him, he wasn't a villain. If anything, he was closer to a hero than I ever was." Looking back, Idai and I were fairly similar in ideology, at least back then. "If it wasn't for me, he'd probably still be on that path of heroism."

"What do you mean, Futeki-san?" Midoriya asked.

"Jirou already knows this, but I've been training at a martial arts dojo for most of my life. Hell, I had gotten the second highest spot, the ranking of Ninth Star, all at age nine." By every sense of the word, I was a prodigy. I had taken all of my anger from my parent's deaths and turned it into determination. "Around that time, I had taken interest in a kid about two years younger than me. His quirk was top notch, coming from the same family as the guy who had trained All Might of all people. His name… Was Idai Fusha."

"The guy who trained All Might..?" Midoriya cupped his chin, thinking for a moment. "Do you mean the Jet Hero, Gran Torino?"

"Real name, Sorahiko Fusha. He had a son who had a variation of his Jet quirk which gave him jet propulsion from his forearms, but he had to use his breath to power them," I explained. "That man ended up marrying a woman whose quirk gave her the ability to fire off blasts of compressed air from her incredibly powerful lungs. This ended up creating a child with the perfected version of Sorahiko-san's quirk. Idai was born with jet propellers on both his forearms and legs, as well as incredibly powerful and large lungs. This allowed him to fire off much faster and longer than either his father or grandfather. It seems as though he learned how to do circular breathing, which increased his air capacity and length of travel even more. All in all, he has one of the most powerful combative quirks I've ever seen."

"A great ally," Tokoyami mused, darkly, "but a formidable foe as well."

"It wasn't his quirk alone that made me notice him, either. It was the look in his eyes. That kid had more determination to get stronger than anyone I had seen before then, and, like myself, he seemed to be a prodigy in combat. His instinct and drive were either a match or possibly even greater than my own." The only one who's drive to become stronger was greater than Idai's was Yusha-kun. "All of these things were reason enough for me to take him as my very first personal student. That being said, we looked at each other less as master and student, but more as brothers. In fact, he was the inspiration of a fighting style I had developed, but Idai managed to master it before I had."

"So, what happened to Idai-san, Futeki-san?" Yaoyorozu asked.

I was gripping the edge of our table now, barely able to keep myself from breaking it. "Four years ago," I finally said, my voice beginning to break. "Four years ago, Idai and I were out training alone. We had our own personal spot that I only ever used when we trained together. The sun was setting, and we were practicing the very style he uses now…"

It was on the hill, a place that Idai and I had found near the outskirts of town. The hill wasn't too different from any other, save for the large tree that had grown on top of it. It was a rather large hill, and, because of it's distance from mostly everything else, no one really noticed it.

Flying through the air at speeds I still haven't managed to reach since that day, Idai and I were in the middle of a fast-paced mid-air sparring session. In the end, he chose to concede first, mostly because my control over my flight was greater due to me being able to use my quirk all over my body. As we landed, I threw him a water bottle. "You know, Idai, I still think that style is a bit too dangerous."

At the time, Idai and I had trained together for about three years, so I was eleven, and he was nine. "What are you talking about, Yuki? Aren't you the one who came up with it?" Idai had always been the kind of person to ask questions. He was always ready to learn.

"I may have made it with you in mind, but it's far too unpredictable. If you really want to keep using it, you'll need to master your control over its speed first," I said, ruffing up his hair.

"You're just scared of flying into a wall, Yuki," Idai joked.

"No, I'm scared of you flying into a wall, Idai," I joked back, "now come on, your mom'll kill me if you're late getting home again."

"Fine, let me jus-" before he could finish his sentence, I threw my hand out to block his movement. "What are you- Who are you guys?"

Between us and our bags were a group of about twenty people. Most were adults, but there were two that stood out. One was someone who was about my age, who wore a black jumpsuit and covered his face with a dismembered hand. The other was an adult in size, but I couldn't define his age because his entire body seemed to be covered in smoke, save for his torso, which wore a fancy-looking vest. Normally, someone coming here wasn't too big of a deal, but a few things tipped me off to these guys being bad news.

For one thing, there were too many of them. Not many people knew about this spot, so such a large group of people coming here at the same time was too far out of the realm of possibilities. Secondly, all of them had their face covered in some way. That being said, the biggest tip to them being bad people was the level of killing intent coming from them. It wasn't quite on the level of Blackout, but it was close. "Idai… get ready for a fight…"

"What? What do you mean, Yuki?"

"Yes… Yuki… what do you mean..?" Handy-Man asked, his voice filled with equal parts humor and malice. "How about we play a game, Yuki. Let's see how many of my toys it will take before you stop moving... Kill him, but leave the white-haired one. He looks like a fun toy…"

At this, we were set upon by the group. None of them were all that strong, but it seemed that for every one I knocked out, three more would attack me. Idai was doing about as well as I was, but neither of us had an Infinite Stamina quirk, and these guys were starting to wear us down. After about two hours of straight combat, I was finally knocked out, with Idai's screams of surgery being the last sound I heard.

I awoke to the sight of a clean, white ceiling. A beeping sound filled my ears, quickly followed by a door opening. A pink-skinned man with horns and black scleras in a lab-coat walked into the room, followed by Old Man Seijou, who was wearing a black suit. Neither seemed to notice that I was awake, so I kept quiet and closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. It was a habit I had picked up to play dead when I wanted information. Adults never seemed to want kids to know the truth.

"Has there been any progress, Doctor Ashido?" Seijou asked with worry. Seems that I've been unconscious for a while.

"Not quite yet. He has shown slight responses to our tests, but nothing indicating consciousness." The doctor, Ashido-san, said regretfully.

"I see… What an awful incident…" Seijou said. What does he mean? What happened to me? I remembered training with Idai, and we got attacked, and I got knocked out. What happened? Where's Idai? Is he okay? "Not only has my star student been out cold for a month," a month? It's been that long? Did Idai wake up, at least? "But for another incredible student, one who was under his direct tutelage, no less, to be kidnapped…"

"Kidnapped..?" I said out loud, signaling to the other two that I was awake. "What do you mean, old man..?" I asked, trying to sit up, my anger only mixing with pain. "What do you mean? Old man, where's Idai..?"

"Now, Futeki-san, don't overexert yourself," Docter Ashido said with worry as I kept trying in vain to sit up, "we haven't been able to heal you much because of your coma, most of your bones are barely healed."

"Where is he, old man, where's Idai!?" I said, my voice drowning out the beeping to my left, which was getting faster. "Where is Idai!?" I cried.

Old Man Seijou wordlessly came over to my side, hugging me with softness, but making sure to keep me still. Finally, he spoke, but his shaking words did nothing to comfort me. "I'm sorry, Yu-kun… I'm sorry…"

The doctor seemingly gave me a dosage of anesthesia. "IDAI!" I cried out, anger, pain, and sorrow filling every inch of the room as I fell asleep crying into Seijou's shoulder.

Kyoka P.O.V.

"I woke back up about three times, with the process repeating each time. Either Seijou or Ne-san would come in to check on me, I would remember what happened, and would be put back to sleep with tears going into their clothing each time," Futeki explained. By this point, he looked like he was just barely holding back tears, his hand had broken the wooden table as he explained what had happened to Idai. "About a week later, I was cleared from the hospital and spent the next week searching for any trace of Idai. After the third month, I had nearly given up hope. Idai's parents ended up moving out of the country, mostly just to escape the now bitter memories that my failure to protect their son had given them."

"Dude…" Kaminari said under his breath, just barely audible. All of us were floored by this information, including me. The other day, Futeki had only told me a shortened version of the story, but now that I knew what all had happened, I couldn't help but feel heartache. Judging by Iida, Midoriya, Tokoyami, and Kaminari's expressions, this was all news to them as well. This made me wonder what had happened in the locker room. Did Futeki have even more sorrow to him than this?

"Futeki-san…" Midoriya said but didn't continue.

"A bell rings with sorrow…" Tokoyami muttered to himself.

"Futeki," I said, choosing to give him my support, "the way you tell it makes you sound like you think that this is your fault…"

"That's because it is…" Futeki said. "I was his master. He was under my protection. He was like a younger brother to me, and I couldn't protect him. If I hadn't been so weak… If I hadn't been so weak, he wouldn't have gotten taken!"

"Futeki-san, that's not fair," Yaomomo said, "you couldn't have possibly prepared for something like that."

"Yeah, you were only eleven years old," Uraraka said, "and as you said, you aren't invincible."

"And besides, you're strong enough now," Kaminari said, "all we gotta do is get him to turn back, right?"

"Futeki-san," Iida said, "there's been many a story about heroes turning to darkness and vice versa. It's not impossible for evildoers to turn a new leaf."

"Yeah, you can't give up on him," Midoriya said, "I know how it feels to give up, so don't do that to yourself."

"Darkness is caused by light, but destroyed by even greater light…" Tokoyami said. By this point, Futeki's tears were flowing full force, and he was trying his hardest to hide his face.

I looked him straight in the face with a smile. "Futeki, it isn't your fault! So stop with the self-pity, grit your teeth, stand your ground, and stop ignoring your emotions. Show the world the hero that I see when I look at you."

(AN: I'd suggest you start playing the first ending song right about now-ish.)

Futeki was silent for about a minute as he wiped away his tears, and his silence brought forward feelings of embarrassment, but by now, I was in too deep. I had to stick this out. Finally, he let out a small breath, barely audible to me, but I had an idea as to what it was. This breath was repeated a couple time before turning into a chuckle. "That was corny as shit," he finally said, causing my face to light up a bit, "but thanks, Jirou." As he said this, Futeki sprung forward, locking me into a hug.

His face was currently covered by my shoulder, which was fortunate considering that the sudden closeness caused a large blush to sweep across my face. Looking to the others, I could see that all of them were smiling and that Kaminari was about to say something stupid, but Dark Shadow sprung out to cover his mouth, giving me a thumbs up, which Tokoyami mimicked. To this, I mouthed out a 'thanks' before nervously rubbing the back of Futeki's head. Might as well enjoy this while I can.

And chapter nine, as well as season one, is over. I really hope that you liked it because it took me at least a few days figure out how to choreograph the fight between Yuki and Idai. A lot happened in this chapter, from the reuniting and clashing of Yuki and Idai, to the full story of what happened to Idai four years ago, and finally to another moment of bittersweet happiness, so please leave a review and tell me your thoughts. Remember, this twenty-year-old fanfiction writer takes both constructive and deconstructive criticism.

I would also like to announce that I will be taking a short hiatus until next year. This is mostly so that I can get a good head start on writing season two, as well as giving me time to focus on my school work and a bit of time to relax during the holidays. You Say Run is not going away, it is simply going into a short hibernation to come back stronger than before. I'm also doing this because writing this has basically become an unpaid full-time job, and I need a vacation. So, I'll see you guys again in 2019, along with the beginning of Season Two, as well as the second opening, so look forward to that.

If you want updates or have any questions, I have a small discord server called The Red Room, and you can find the invite link in my profile.

Have a good month.