AN: remember when i said that my laptop was broken? yeah, it's not fixed yet. enjoy the chapter lol
It's weekend, and Sai is currently at Gran Torino's place.
"What the hell are you doing here, brat?" He asked her, as the spiky haired girl sat comfortably on his couch.
Sai merely yawned, "To-chin sent me here, I dunno." She said, shrugging as he sent her a questioning look. "Hey, don't look at me like that. He said that whatever he's investigating is 'confidential.'" She said, making air quotations. "Although I'm pretty sure he just dropped me off here and went back to Tokyo to do... whatever Symbols of Peace do." She couldn't help but mutter to herself quietly, rolling her eyes at the number one hero's attempt to be discreetly protective.
Sai doesn't need protection. Nope. She's a strong independent person, damn it! She doesn't need any protection from anyone.
The old man snorted, understanding her situation. "Must be hard, being a pro hero's daughter." He dryly remarked, as Sai laughed.
"You couldn't have said it any better." She leaned back onto the couch, sighing. But then suddenly remembering something, Sai sat upright, facing Gran Torino. "By the way, I wanna ask you something." She said, tilting her head to the side.
Gran Torino, who she now noticed was sitting on the kitchen counter while eating a taiyaki- without even telling her, the jerk -gave a hum of confirmation, prompting her to continue.
"How do you control a quirk?" Sai bluntly asked him, as he raised an eyebrow. "I know you're the best person to ask, since yours seem to be rather... uncontrollable at first glance." She sheepishly pointed out, as Gran Torino blinked at her.
He then suddenly laughed, startling Sai with his strange reaction. "Wha- hey! What're you laughing at!?" She asked him, stuttering in embarrassment as she waved her hands in a frantic manner. "It's not like I'm wrong, right?! I mean, you at least had one point in your life where you can't control your quirk, right?!" She stammered, her voice turning an octave higher with each word she spoke.
The stout man gave her an amused look, smirking slightly. "Tell me, kid. Did Toshinori set you up with this?" He asked her, as she processed his words.
...What?
As if reading her mind (which she was pretty sure that he actually did), he sagely nodded, as if she just gave him the answers to the universe. "I see. So he didn't, then." He concluded, as Sai raised an eyebrow before slumping back onto the couch.
"...So, how do you do it, then?" Sai asked him again, just realizing that he didn't answer her question at all. Gah, blame her embarrassment earlier for being slightly unfocused today.
Gran Torino, who finally finished his taiyaki- he didn't even give her one, the jerk -licked his lips, before jumping down the counter and bouncing off the floor with his quirk, which ended up with him landing beside her on the couch.
Sai gave out an impressed whistle at that. Cool.
Finally situating himself in the couch, he stared at her. "It depends on the quirk, really." He finally answered, as Sai narrowed her eyes. It's not that he's wrong, but what he said was pretty much obvious already.
"My quirk's an Emitter type, I think." Sai elaborated, suddenly remembering one of Tenya's lectures about quirks types. The old man then hummed, tilting his head as she raised n expectant eyebrow. "I can- uh, bring my drawings to life, or something like that." She added, twiddling with her thumbs. She absentmindedly noticed that she's been doing this a lot whenever she talks about serious topics.
Getting hurt because of your quirk just because you can't control is a serious topic, no matter how silly it sounds. Quirks are supposed to aid you, not inconvenient you.
(Sai briefly wondered if quirks were the reason humanity is becoming stagnant with technology these days. She later found out that she wasn't exactly wrong.)
"...Do you even know how your quirk works, brat?" Gran Torino asked her with an intense stare as Sai attempted to find logic in her newfound ability.
Come to think of it, how the hell does she bring her drawings to life, anyway? Aren't there usually drawbacks? How about the medium used? Does it affect the live drawings? What if-
The old man suddenly coughed loudly, interrupting her train of thought. "I can hear you thinking, Sai." He teased her, as she blushed, her face turning pink from embarrassment. "It's an important thing to know the extent of your quirk, Sai. After all, how would you control it if you don't even know what it does?" He said, as Sai's face held a look of realization.
"Now shoo, go practice controlling your quirk somewhere." He pushed her off the couch rather harshly, as she yelped when her face came into contact with the cold hard floor.
Sai grumbled silently while standing up, glaring at the napping figure of Gran Torino. Someday, surely. She would get her revenge.
But first of all, she needs to test her quirk.
Fuck it.
Fuck all of it.
Sai warily stared at the little monster she dubbed as 'Chibi-Sai,' which is exactly what it entails. Chibi-Sai is one of the menaces that she managed to bring to life- quite accidentally, her mind traitorously whispered -and right now she is one hundred percent certain that the creature is spawn of satan.
"Please," She pinched the bridge of her nose, clearly agitated. "Stop. Stop moving damn it!" She screamed, lunging at the mischievous creature, who seems to find amusement at her own creator's suffering.
Chibi-Sai dodged Sai's attempts to catch it, childishly blowing a raspberry at her. The spiky-haired girl cursed loudly, before attempting to catch her again. "Get back here you piece of shit!" She lunged again, but failed as she crashed into a pile of garbage. "God fucking damn it!"
To all the people who passed by her, they nodded mournfully at the poor kid, silently sending their condolences.
"I don't need them!" Sai screeched, before gagging as she was assaulted by the horrible stench of garbage dump. "I want death." She muttered, before hurling as she heard faint laughter coming from her (horrid, horrid) creation.
Yeah, definitely fuck all of this shit.
Sai, finally out of the trash pile and is currently sitting on the ground, glared at the source of all her current problems. She had enough of this shit. "Stop." She icily commanded, as Chibi-Sai froze at her words.
Petrified, the pocket-sized version of her seemingly shrank to herself, looking slightly abashed. Sai suddenly blinked, astonished at her creation's behavior. 'Huh, maybe I just needed to put more pressure into my words.' She thought to herself, humming thoughtfully as she stepped closer to Chibi-Sai and scooped her up. 'Well that was a disaster. I hope I never have to experience that ever again.'
"Now what the hell am I supposed to do with you...?" Sai stared at her live drawing, who stared back at her in curiosity.
Sai returned back to Gran Torino with mud and grime all over her. Also, was that a banana peel on top of her head?
He snorted, as Sai stared at him blankly while holding... something on her hand. "Did you take a swan dive into a dumpster or something?" He jokingly asked her, as her stare turned into a ferocious glare. "What's wrong with you? Did something crawled up your ass today?"
Sai, unperturbed by his use of foul language, merely flipped him off with her other hand. He rolled his eyes at the kid's passive aggressiveness. "Do you have a cage or something." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. "I have to lock something up." She added, as she saw his questioning look.
"Ah," He pointed to a corner. "I think I have one cage there. It was previously used to cage in mice, so it's pretty small." He said, to which she nodded and went to the corner to grab said cage.
The spiky haired brat soon returned with the cage in hand, as she placed it on the coffee table just in front of him. Gran Torino blinked, as he saw something peek out of the bars.
"...Why?" He couldn't help but ask.
Sai's response was a deadpan stare. "The thing is the incarnation of the devil, I'm pretty sure of it."
Her drawing (or so he thinks it's her drawing that came alive because of her quirk) in return flipped her off, as if she heard and understood the insult her creator said.
Well... this is certainly interesting.
He's going to have a talk with Toshinori about this sooner or later, whether the number one hero likes it or not.
But back to the situation at hand. "Was there any reason why your... thing came to life?" He asked Sai, slightly curious. At the brat's confused look, he elaborated. "Did something trigger your quirk?"
"Ah..." Sai frowned thoughtfully, stroking her chin. "...I remember thinking how it must've been nice to have an assistant while I was drawing this-" She gestured to the artwork in question, slightly wincing, "-then suddenly after that, it just jumped outta the ground and pounced on me."
She then removed the banana peel on top of her head, cringing in disgust at the horrid smell. "Gah, why didn't you tell me this thing's stuck to me?" Sai muttered, voice laced with disgust.
"And?" He prompted her, leaning on the couch as she attempted to dust the dirt off of her. "What can you get from that?"
As if remembering something unpleasant, Sai cringed harder. "Well, one thing's for certain," She said, staring dirtily at her live drawing who kept blewing raspberries at her. "I'm definitely terrible at controlling my drawings." She stated before blinking. "Well, for now I guess." Sai added as an afterthought.
"Also, I think it's drive." She said, humming thoughtfully to herself. At his puzzled look, she blushed and elaborated. "Well, I think it's my drive that- you know," She made indescribable hand gestures that may or may not be becoming a habit. "-It's the drive that brings them to life."
Gran Torino nodded, not at all disagreeing with her. Not bad. The kid's observation skills are much better than he anticipated it to be. To be honest, he thought that the brat's just gonna whine at him for help. Although...
"You think you missed something." He pointed out, as she huffed, but nonetheless confirmed his statement. "What do you think it is?" He asked her, as she frowned.
A pause. "...I don't know how I'm powering my drawings." She answered after a few moments, her voice genuinely puzzled. "I get the thing about giving them life, of course, my drive/will took care of that." Sai rambled on, as he merely nodded along with her. "But there has to be something that keeps them moving." She stressed, scratching her head in frustration before snapping her head towards the old man.
"Wait, I'm not over thinking this, am I?" She asked him, tilting her head. "Please tell me if I do over think this." She voiced out dryly. "I don't want to end up like a paranoid idiot."
He shook his head at that. "Nah, it's perfectly normal for curious brats like you-" Cue angry protests by Sai here, "-to question your quirks like this." He said, before standing up from his spot and stretching. "Now would you mind taking away your creation now? It's getting annoying already."
"Oh yeah, about that." Sai suddenly looked sheepish. "Uh... can you help me how to get rid of her?" She asked him.
Gran Torino didn't even bat an eye at her request. "No." He flatly declined, smirking ever so slightly as he watched the brat deflate slightly. "It's your quirk, so it should be your problem." He added for good measure, as he could practically feel her pout already.
"...Hmph, whatever." She muttered, obviously put out by his rejection. "Can we have taiyaki for dinner, though? I'm suddenly craving them tonight." She asked him, grinning brightly.
"Sure, brat."
"Wha- hey! I told you not to call me brat anymore, damn it!"
Toshinori doesn't know whether to be glad or terrified at the sight of Sai and his previous mentor getting along.
He watched as Sai flipped him off- an action that aghasted Toshi, but Gran Torino merely seemed to be amused by it -and the old man slapped her head in retaliation and decided that yeah, he should seriously be worried about that.
Not to mention Sai's beginning to have a crude personality. What would people think if they found out (if they ever did find out) that the number one hero's daughter has such attitude?!
He is definitely going to have a talk with her later, whether she likes it or not.
But for now...
"Sai," He called out to her, before turning to his previous mentor. "S-sensei." He nodded, silently cursing himself for stuttering.
The spiky haired kid turned to him, blinking. "Oh, To-chin." She acknowledged, looking slightly surprised. "I didn't hear you come in." She sheepishly grinned, scratching her head.
"It's fine." He smiled at her, all the while looking at anywhere but Gran Torino. "I wasn't intending to be heard, anyway." He added, as she shrugged before approaching him.
She then suddenly punched him there, making him stagger back and choke in surprise. "What the-?!" He got cut off by Sai attempting to punch him again. But this time he was prepared, and caught her fist just in time.
Sai smirked at him, which left Yagi a sinking feeling in his gut. "A hero is always prepared for anything!" She exclaimed, as if quoting someone. His eyes widened, striking the statement as familiar.
Oh. Oh no. Oh no no no.
Horrified, he stared at his previous mentor, who just smirked at him.
Why?
Toshinori stared at Sai, then back at Gran Torino. "Why?" He whimpered, as Sai laughed gleefully at his misfortune. God help him, it's worse than what he had imagined, and that's saying something.
Sai has been corrupted. May he now rest in peace.
And as if sensing his dread, Sai blinked up at him, grinning lazily. "Aw, don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout yourself." She reassured, which only did the opposite of its intended effect.
Ysgi then blearily looked at her (daughter, his mind whispers) as she stared back. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna do it everyday." She added, smiling brightly. "I'll only do it when the old man's around." She whispered while winking playfully, discreetly jabbing a thumb at Gran Torino.
Whether he noticed that or not was beyond him. Either way, Yagi himself doesn't really want to find out.
"-So I trained with oji-san in order to control my quirk-"
Wait, what?!
"Without my permission?!" He rounded on her, as she flinched at his suddenly sharp tone. Yagi's eyes softened, finally noticing her sorry state (dirty clothes, ink stains and oh god was that a bruise on her elbow-). "...Sorry, I was just worried." He mumbled, as Sai looked so ashamed with herself.
Toshi internally kicked himself for screaming at her.
Sai looked up at him, twiddling with her thumbs nervously. "Are you mad at me?" She asked him with such a small voice that his heart almost broke into two.
"No, no. I'm not mad, I'm worried, Sai." He smiled reassuringly at her, wiping away the grime on her cheek. "You and I both know the danger of your quirk. Of course I'd be surprised if you used it without my knowledge." Yagi said, as he noticed the his words soothed Sai slightly.
She then straightened up, rubbing her glossy eyes. "Heh, I had oji-san to help me though. So I got off with just a few injuries." She said, as he nodded.
"Yes, I noticed that." He muttered. "Are you sure you're fine, though?" He asked her, as she waved off his worry.
"I'm fine. The bruises don't hurt anymore."
Still, they would have to treat that at home later.
"As much as I hate to break up your intense conversation there," Gran Torino's voice cut in, slicing the tension like knife through butter. "But I'd like to have a word with you in private, Toshinori." He said, smiling at him as a shudder ran through his spine.
He gulped. Well, so much for leaving Sai alone with the old man.
'I don't know what they were talking about, but I sure as hell don't wanna know.' Sai thought with a raised eyebrow, as she saw Toshinori come out of the building, looking thoroughly traumatized.
But alas, curiosity won her as always.
"What happened back there?" Sai asked the number one hero in a bewildered tone. "You look like you just saw Death himself." She remarked, as he stared at her with his piercing blue eyes.
He then breathed out a sigh of nervousness, staring blankly ahead. "Well, I might as well have."
...What the hell did that mean?!
"You'll know when you faced his wrath." He muttered forebodingly, shuddering as Sai stared at the man she thought to be the strongest incredulously.
Well, Sai certainly didn't thought that she'd see the day where the Symbol of Peace (with all the smiles and shit) quaking in fear at the mere presence of his previous mentor.
"I'm pretty sure that whatever he said..." Sai said as she thought of countless things the old man could've said to Yagi, "...wasn't that bad." She reassured him, as he quickly denied her statement.
Honestly, to think that this was the man who almost made her cry earlier.
She patted his back in am attempt to comfort him. "Uh... There there?" She comforted, slightly unsure of her words. "It's okay, uh..." Sai thought up of some things that would snap Toshinori out of his irrational fear of Gran Torino. So far, she has only thought up of some insults.
Finally having enough of the gloomy pro hero after a few minutes, Sai stomped her feet onto the ground loudly, gaining his attention. "Damn it, To-chin! You're so uncool!" She said, intentionally jabbing him with insults as those were the only things she's currently good at. "And here I thought that the number one hero wouldn't be afraid of anything." She slyly remarked, as Toshi perked up at the word 'afraid.'
"What are you talking about?!" Toshinori suddenly changed into his heroic persona, complete with his large form and everything. "I have nothing to fear!" He exclaimed with his booming laugh, suddenly picking up Sai and hefted her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
What the hell that was too fast-
"Put me down!" She struggled against his hold, as he merely laughed at her (pathetic) attempts to escape. "People are gonna see us, you idiot! Do you want them to draw the wrong conclusions!?" She screamed at him, as he paused to consider her words.
He leaped into the sky.
"WHAT THE FUCK-" Sai screamed before getting cut off by Toshi- er, All Might covering her mouth to muffle her screams. "What the- why are we flying in the air?" She asked him while looking anywhere but down, her voice cracking.
He stared at her. Sai stared back. She noticed that he suddenly had eyebrows. Best not to question it.
"...I'm All Might." He slowly articulated, as if that explained everything.
Sai rolled her eyes. "Yes, I've gathered that much- now put me down!" She screamed, as she desperately tried to claw herself out of Toshi's iron grip.
Bad idea on her part.
"Wha- Hey! Stop struggling or you'll fall!" Toshi warned, as she froze and slowly looked down, before slightly relaxing from his grip. She's still rigid, though and all she wants right now is to get down god fucking damn it.
Yagi, as if sensing her tenseness, tried to ease her. "Don't worry, only a few minutes left before we'll get home."
...That did not reassure her whatsoever.
Help her. She ain't gonna survive this.
Fuck.
"Oh sweet Jesus how I've missed you, floor!" Sai exclaimed melodramatically, jumping out of Toshinori's arms and immediately flopping down the smooth, soft carpet.
Toshinori sweatdropped at her drama. She was just too ratchet for her own good, especially when he's in her presence. "It actually wasn't that bad, was it?" He asked her incredulously, as she stared him as if he had grown two heads.
"...Did you seriously just think that a normal child wouldn't be freaking out if they were somehow flying in the air?" She retorted, squinting at him as he blinked.
"Well," He shrugged, "You're not really normal, so..." The blonde sheepishly grinned, as Sai pouted at his statement.
She raised an eyebrow, finally getting up from her spot on the floor. "That's a pretty harsh thing to say to your daughter." Sai remarked, holding up a hand to her chest while feigning hurt. "Pft, whatever. Enough banting right now, I wanna sleep already." She held up her hands in the air, waiting for him to pick her up.
Yagi sighed. "Alright, alright." He picked her up, slightly grunting. "Let's get you to bed now, you still have school tomorrow." He said, as Sai groaned at the mention of school.
"Uegh, you didn't have to remind me of that wretched place." She whined, as he chuckled.
"Well sucks to be you then." Toshinori said, pretending to empathize with her. Although to be honest, he was just amused at her reaction. "That so called wretched place is going to be the place you're going at for three more years." He teased as she frowned at him adorably.
Sai merely remained silent, sticking out her tongue at him childishly in response.
Sai woke up to the smell of something burning.
...Toshi overcooked breakfast again, didn't he?
With a suppressed yawn, Sai tiredly made her bed and silently made her way to the kitchen, her footsteps light and quiet.
Alas, she was (unfortunately) right.
"...The hell are you trying to achieve, To-chin?" Sai dubiously asked him, raising a skeptical eyebrow at the black plump of what was supposed to be bacon. "If your trying to create poison, congratulations." She added dryly, as the black mass started to smoke.
To-chin, noticing the alarming amount of smoke coming from the poiso- food, quickly put it out. He then faced her, his face unamused.
Toshinori flicked her forehead, as Sai clutched it in slight pain, frowning. "What was that for?" She whined, pouting as Yagi huffed and ushered her to the table.
"That," Toshinori said as he pulled out something from the fridge- it was the leftover pizza last night, why didn't he just reheat that oh my god -and put it in the microwave, then punching in the right buttons as the pizza reheated itself. "That was for the insult at my cooking. And this," He flicked her forehead again, this time with more force, "Is for the foul language. I don't tolerate those, Sai." He admonished her, as she stuck her tongue out in response, but nodded.
Sai then stared at the microwave, as it beeped, signalling that the pizza had finished heating. "To be fair, though. I was telling the truth about your... uh, non-existent cooking skills." She dryly retorted, as Toshinori merely rolled his eyes at her remark.
"Doesn't stop me from trying to cook for you." Was his reply as he took the pizza out and set it on the table. "Now eat, you still have to go to school later." The blond said, as Sai blinked in slight surprise at his former statement, before groaning at the mention of school.
"Uuuugh."
"Stop whining, you're almost late for school."
That shut Sai up.
Iida stared at his friend's- best friend? Does Sai consider him the same? -terrible state. And when he meant terrible, Tenya meant that Sai was unmotivated to go to school.
So he decided to do the motivation for her.
He patted her on the head (a thing that seems to be annoying Sai greatly, Iida noticed) as she groaned and swatted it away. "What do you want, Tenya?" She muttered sleepily, squinting at him as he frowned and put his hands on his hips.
"You shouldn't look so bored this early in the morning, Sai!" He exclaimed, as she rolled her eyes and attempted to go back to her nap. However, Iida stopped her by patting her head again. "You look so sleepy, Sai-"
"No shit, Sherlock." The shortie muttered in annoyance.
"Maybe you should rest for a bit?" He suggested out of concern, as he finally noticed the dark rings underneath the black haired girl's eyes. How could her parents- assuming she had one -not notice it was beyond him.
Sai sniffed. "That was what I was attempting to do, Ten-chin." She slowly said, before muttering darkly, "Well, until you interrupted my sweet nap."
Iida sweat dropped, feeling slightly guilty. "Uh, sorry then." He apologized sheepishly, as Sai merely yawned and went back to her nap.
He sighed. Well, so much for motivation.
There was a crash, and then someone screaming. Iida, being the earnest person he is, immediately went to the scene, attempting to calm everyone down as he assessed the situation.
Somehow, amidst the noise, he noticed that Sai once glanced at him- as if concerned -before looking back quickly as if trying not to get noticed.
Iida smiled. Well, at least she cares somewhat.
He could live with that.
CRASH! "Wha- hey, Yuri-san! Stop violating Takeshi-kun's personal space!"
Er, maybe.
Why must everyone in the classroom be so noisy and chatty?
Sai groaned, burying her head on the desk. Iida, although feeling the same sentiment as her, remained composed and merely tried to admonish their rowdy classmates, which consisted of odd jerky arm movements and motivational speeches.
So, uh. Not so composed, actually. Either way, his speech still didn't work out, an they were left with sugar high children using their quirks to cause chaos.
Discord would be proud, Sai mused wryly, as she stared at one of her classmates swinging on the ceiling fan.
She idly wondered how the faculty hadn't heard the class yet. Ah, whatever. Might as well doodle some stuff.
Little did Sai know, this was a particular time where her quirk is going haywire, as it hasn't been used in a while. 'In a while' being less than twenty four hours.
So shit obviously went crazy.
Sai yelped as she was assaulted by her drawing, this time the artwork being a derpy looking bird that she dubbed as 'birb.'
"God fucking damn it!" She yelled quite loudly, as all her classmates continued on their conquest of chaos, too preoccupied to stare at her as well as to hear in her foul use of language. "Stop pecking at me you shitty bird!"
Iida, who noticed her, gaped, seemingly horrified at her friend's imprudence. "Sai!" He yelled, attempting to hit her on the head until he saw the rather poorly drawn bird. "What."
"This is what I've been telling you, ass!" Sai seethed, still trying to swat birb away. "Stop assaulting me, damn it!" She then focused her attention at birb, yelling at it.
'Stupid bird! Wish it didn't exist!' Sai thought in annoyance, wincing as birb managed to get a good scratch.
And just like that, the drawing froze, then fell down to the floor with a loud smack.
Silence.
"...What?" Sai tilted her head, genuinely confused.
The feeling was shared among her classmates too, as they somehow heard the loud sound, turning around as they saw a bird drawn rather poorly on the ground, with their resident 'cool kids' surrounding said drawing.
One question ran through all of their minds. What the heck just happened?
Iida was first to move on from the initial confusion, immediately checking on Sai. "Are you okay?" He asked in concern, taking her scratched hand gently. "I saw you get scratched by your uh, intricate artwork?" He said, unsure of what to describe the drawing as.
Sai waved his flattery off. "Don't worry, I know that bird was terribly drawn."
He blinked. "Uh, right." He then pulled her out of the classroom, as they both ignored the hushed whispers of their classmates as they tried to figure out how their relationship works. "C'mon, let's get you treated to the nurse's office."
As they walked through the hallway, Sai couldn't help but ponder.
To be honest, she doesn't know how their relationship works either. Does Tenya consider her a best friend?
"Uh, Ten-chin." She spoke up to the bespectacled boy, looking up at him. "Why are you doing this? It's not like it's your responsibility, right?" She asked him, genuinely puzzled at his intention.
He stared at her, smiling slightly. "Consider this as... an apology for interrupting your nap earlier." He answered, as she smirked haughtily.
"Damn right it is."
"... Now, come on. We still have to make up an excuse as to how you got a big scratch on your arm." Iida said, as they finally reached the office.
Sai stared at him with half-lidded eyes, seemingly looking as if she couldn't care less. "Just say I got scratched by a stupid branch, or something." She grunted, before entering the office, with Iida following right behind her.
"Erm, okay... If you say so."
AN: woops sorry for the rather boring ending. dont worry tho, next chapter is deffo gonna be more interesting!