Chapter Fifty- Three

Kana's POV

Bubbles flew past my head I looked up and my 5-year-old cousin James was jumping about like a kitty, wiggling his bottom and jumping high, or as high as a five year old could with his coordination.

"James be careful!" Auntie Marie called, holding a bowl of macaroni. I shook myself out of my daze and ran around with him. Shina wasn't here yet, it was just me and James for now playing outside my hogan waiting for the party to get here.

"Kana go pick up your toys," My dad said, looking sternly at me while carrying the bread my mother had made. I groaned and ran inside to do as he said.

The scenery had changed.

I was at the table with a bowl of fruit Cheerios in front of me and…Max and Ruby were playing on the TV. I knew what this was, it was a dream…and a memory.

"NO!" I screamed standing up. I knew the sequence. I looked towards the back bedroom, down the long hall and heard the loud thump. "NO, I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE!" My scream tried to come out again, I was desperate to escape this memory, but nothing came out. I had no control of my body as I moved towards the sound. The back door loomed dark and tall in front of me as I tried to stop myself but couldn't. I reached the door all too soon. Another scream came, the final scream. The door was shoved open as I ran inside to help my mom. Instead, I saw my father standing over my mother. His hands were covered in blood. The red was startling and so was the form of my mother, dead and lifeless staring at me with dull eyes. My eyes travelled up to my dad. His face was contorted into a terrifying snarl. I'd never seen him look so scary before. I screamed in fear. Even at such a young age, I knew what a predator, a killer, looked like.

I screamed as I sat up. My heart monitor was going crazy. Wetness was on my cheeks, blinding my eyes. I was crying. The memory and pain of that day reared its ugly head from time to time, most often when I was tired and fell into a deep sleep

I hated it.

The memory was shoved to the side as I curled up under my sheets taking calming breaths. The memory of everyone telling me to focus on my breathing filled my ears. I knew what to do, I just had to work through it. Preferably quickly as I recognized I was in a hospital from the smell of antiseptic and cleaning supplies.

As if on cue, a knock on the door came. I sat up, wiping my eyes and taking a deep breath. I was expecting it to be a nurse or my doctor.

"Come in." I called. To my surprise it was…Bakugo. He came in but froze and so did I. His eyes narrowed and I felt embarrassment and worry fill me as I knew he saw the evidence of me crying. Knowing him, he was trying to piece together why I was crying and most likely who he could go Karen on. I spoke quickly, hoping to nip this in the bud. "Hey, I'm fine! Just slept on my ribs wrong!"

Hopefully I just saved a poor nurse from being yelled at. Though from the look he gave me, I didn't think so.

"Can you fix my pillows?" I asked nicely. He nodded, walking over to help me get comfortable again. That was when the throbbing pain of my hands hit me. How did I not notice that before? OWW! Instead of letting him see, I grit my teeth and smiled. "Thanks Kats."

He twitched and I realized I'd just opened the flood waters. The hell began

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?! I HEAR FROM SHITTY HAIR YOU BROKE YOUR FINGERS!?" He yelled at me, pinching my cheeks.

"No! IT'S A FRACTURE!" I emphasized as I lifted my hands. That didn't help. They were just bandages that honestly rivaled Midoriya's. Quickly, I changed the subject. "I also got yelled at by the doctors, my maids, and Shina! And now I can add you to the roster." I smiled at him.

"Obviously you didn't listen idiot!" He grimaced and rolled his eyes. "Just be careful next time, tch!"

"Okay." I doubted he believed me. I didn't believe me. I motioned for my pink bag on the floor. "Go ahead and take a chocolate from my bag for good luck, ok?"

"What am I a damn child?" He rolled his eyes but he took one out. "Heard you're gonna be here a while dumbass. That should teach you to be more careful when your on a mission. Don't you know pain hurts?!" I wilted slightly as he continued to berate me.

Eventually the ranting stopped and he pulled out a gray wombat plushie.

"What's that?" I asked, zeroing in on it.

"It's for you. Got it in the trash. Looks like you, you idiotic mishappen koala." He rolled his eyes, looking away. I would've been offended if I hadn't seen the slight pink to his cheeks. Instead, I squealed knowing that was a lie. I shimmied down on the bed, lying flat.

"Put it on my chest!" I say looking up at him wiggling slightly.

"Tch!" but he did it anyway and I looked into its eyes smiling.

"I love it! I shall dub it…." I looked at him for a name and he looked at the little tag on its ear.

"Buttercup" He read in an annoyed matter.

"How original I could have done that" I stated, pouting. He growled.

"You asked dumbass!" I smiled and thought about it.

"Buttercup…I like it. It's so cute. Who's a little Buttercup?" He then left without saying goodbye. I cackled before I continued to look into Buttercup's eyes. I giggled at it. SO CUTE!

After 9 days in the hospital, I was finally discharged with a bunch of physical therapy orders. I was not allowed to train or do anything with my hands, which included not using my quirk. I was basically a King (Or Queen), for the upcoming weeks. Which meant I would have James and Yuto as lackies for the next 6 weeks. Life was good.

I went straight to UA when I was discharged.

Considering my hands were still bandaged, it was a miracle I managed to wear my uniform top. Though that was mainly because it was easy to get on. I couldn't get the skirt on due to the zippers and buttons, so I wore what I came back from the hospital in, which were gray sweatpants with small kittens on the sides. I was hurt so I had a pass to break dress code.

When classes resumed, I giggled as I looked at myself in the mirror. No bag, just myself and my chunky hand braces. What more could I ask for? I got to class relatively early and sat in my seat exhausted from the fast pace I had used to get to class. Just because I was injured didn't mean I got a pass to miss more class. I missed my lessons. God James would call me a nerd for thinking that.

As time passed, people began to trickle in. Both class presidents came in first. I smiled and did a broken kind of wave. Of course, Momo, the wonderful girl she was, she came up to me and checked on me.

"How are you? Do you feel alright Kana?" The sympathy and concern were evident in her face and words. I had to smile as I was enjoying how mother-like she was being. She would be a nice girl for my brother to date, but I knew she could do better than that furry.

"I'm fine, Momo thanks for asking." I looked at Iida who was waiting for someone by the door as Ochaco appeared at his side.

"Good can you take notes? I know from the looks of your hands it must be a challenge!" Momo asked, looking even more concerned. I smiled and had to admit, I was useless.

"Yeah…could you, as class president, take notes for me?" I looked at her with pleading eyes. She smiled, nodding as it looked like she wanted to help in any way possible. Next time I looked up, Midoriya had materialized at his desk was acting weird. He kept shooting me confused and furtive looks. But I ignored it as Aizawa came up to my desk and looked down at me with his tired gaze, he put something on my desk. It was a kitty sticker. I appreciated the gesture and nodded at him.

After class, I got many sympathy looks from my classmates. Deku could understand my pain as he had been in the hospital so many times this year. What frustrated me the most was the fact that I could not gather a thing from my desk! Well, the only thing that I needed to carry was my pink notebook that Momo had taken notes in for me. They were so heavily detailed I was sure I would not miss a thing in a quiz if we had any this unit. I looked at the notebook and grimaced, it was either my education or my comfort. I moved to pick it up before Kirishima came up and spoke,

"Need help Kana?" He asked with the friendly grin he used.

I sighed. "No, I got this" I was being stubborn. Mostly because I wasn't that damaged (yes she was). Besides that, she was a strong independent woman, she could do it herself! However, it was too late, Kirishima was already carrying my notebook which Momo had skillfully detailed for me. I expected nothing less from our class president. "Kiri you don't have to do this." I proceeded to insist. I couldn't understand why his puppy love was still shining through. I didn't know what I could do to make him stop loving me or liking me in any kind of way.

"No, its fine Kana you can't use your hands. I want to help!" Kirishima insisted, giving me a classic 'good guy' smile. I sighed and admitted defeat. Despite my obvious reluctance, I could feel the dark and ominous aura of someone glaring daggers into my head. A shiver ran up my spine. I knew who it was. Bakugo.

"Hey, Kirishima!" Bakugou growled, coming up. "I need to talk to you."

"Huh?" Kirishima blinked, confused. "About what?"

"Come here idiot." Bakugou growled, grabbing Kirishima and walking away. I just barely grabbed my notebook before the two boys walked around the corner. I was back at the same crossroads, comfort or practicality. I disregarded the rules and used my quirk to get into my dorm. Like heck I was going to have the soon-to-be heroes fuss and tell me shit I didn't want to hear about me being able to carry a notebook. Already disregarding my doctors instructions not even twelve hours later.

Once the portal opened, I walked in and felt my hands tremble with pains and aches like no other. The pain shot up my wrists and to my forearms, feeling cold ice spread up my arms. I grunted and closed the portal after I walked through. The pain subsided but it hurt worse than I'd felt in a long while. Was not doing that again.

I walked to my bed and lay down. I felt like crying as I pulled my shark close to my chest whimpering. As I was about to let the flood gates open, there was a knock at my door. I groaned and whined, not wanting to open the door. I started to cry due to the crippling pain that was radiating from my hands. Due to the pain, I eventually blacked out. Everything was erased, the pain and the sounds of my pathetic cries. Only the deep darkness held me.

At least until the dreams started.

"Kana~ come on lets go to the park!" My mother called. I was putting on my twinkle toes shoes struggling to tie them since I was barely 5. When I'd managed to get them tied, I smiled and stood up. Pride filled me as I could tie my own shoes like a big girl. My mother was also very proud of me. I grabbed her hand, and we were off to the park.

As we walked, I looked around. Everything seemed to be more vibrant when I was smaller. The greenery was very bright, almost dream-like. Maybe this was due to my mother. She had this shine to her that made everything so much brighter and happy, at least in my eyes.

"It's going to be okay Kana. Nothing will ever happen to us. I will be here when you get married, and when you have kids." I wanted to believe that maybe in this dream world, I could have my perfect world with my parents still with me. My father wouldn't be known as a murderer and my mother would be a live and with me making my world brighter with every step I took. I looked up at my mom but I stopped as the entire world froze. Her face was distorting, melting and distorting like I couldn't concentrate on it.

I couldn't remember her face…. Why couldn't I remember her face?!

"Your a bad person KANA! Why are you lying to them!? It's all your fault."

Am I that bad of a daughter? Is this my punishment for the terrible things we have done? Even though Shina says we do this to help, is that really the case? Are we just as bad as common thieves?

I was falling, trying to remember. We didn't kill people…I had to remember I was a good person. Lying and stealing wasn't good. But we didn't keep all of it. It was just a job.

Awareness started to fill me, and I stirred in my bed before I hit my head on the wall.

"Ow!" I sat up, feeling sticky with sweat as I rubbed my head. It felt like I had a fever. Of course, the fever was expected since my body is still healing. I was also hungry since I skipped the welcome party, I knew was in the lounge area downstairs. They'd started planning once word had travelled, I was discharged. I got up and walked to the elevator using my elbow to press the down button on the elevator.

Everyone who was in the lounge, a good deal of the class, stared as I exited the elevator. Awkwardly, I waved. A small cheer went up before the girls came and grabbed me, pulling me along. I groaned softly, not wanting to socialize but it was out of my hands. Thankfully, Mina saw I wasn't looking too good and had me sit down with a small bowl of food.

While I slowly ate my food, I noticed Midoriya sitting next to me.

"Hey Deku," I spoke softly, not feeling up to talking loudly. "How's it going?"

"Oh um, it's going good. Are you okay?" He asked, cautiously.

"Yeah, I just have a small fever." She lowered her voice. "Please don't tell anyone. I'm still healing."

"Oh yeah. No problem." He nodded before he asked, "Was Recovery Girl unable to help you heal?"

"Huh?" I frowned, confused. Midoriya looked awkward.

"Oh uh, I just… I wondered why you were still injured. I figured Recovery Girl wasn't able to help you." I stared at him blankly before I asked,

"She…could help me?" I could heal faster? My eyes widened, and I felt dumb. I didn't understand why I could not utilize Recovery Girl! No one had specifically said I couldn't. Midoriya's information was a message from the gods. I smiled "WHERE IS IIDA?!" I yelled looking around the common room. One quick spin and I ran towards him "Iida! Let me ride you!" I said excitedly.

"WHAT?!" Bakugou yelled angrily.

"Kana!" Momo and Mina were blushing while Jiro was looking away awkwardly.

"Uh, Kana I don't think-" Kirishima tried to interrupt.

"Relax, she's not thinking along that line. Perverts." James called from where he was lounging on the couch.

I ignored the reactions of my classmates. Admittedly, I may have been a bit too feverish in my words. Though in my defense, I was about to ride the Iida Express to heal my body faster. The thought of no more pain and aggravation was the only thing on my mind. I could've chanced it and used my portal but I'd probably get chewed out for that. Iida would save time. He was clean and would most likely handle this passenger with care. He looked shocked.

"Kana, what nonsense is this?" Iida looked a bit red but I ignored that.

"Take me at the nurse's office!" I smiled too giddy. I could tell he was horrified but I kept persisting.

"I'm not a ride." Iida protested, still very red. Impatience nagged at me.

"It's urgent!" A serious expression formed on my face as I stubbornly refused to let this go. Iida shook before he relented.

"Alright. If it's urgent... but I don't see how I could help you without injuring your arms." He stated, looking concerned.

"I don't care. Carry me whichever way is easier. I allow you to pick me up!" I announced proudly and I could tell everyone was shocked. Even more than before.

"WHAT?!" Bakugou yelled louder. "THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY?!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" I begged Iida. He hesitated before he scooped me up, being careful of my arms. "GO!" I yelled and we were off. With all the wind in my ears I could hear bombs going off and I knew I was screwed. I held on to Iida's shirt as he ran. Iida stopped outside the building and had us walk the rest of the way inside.

"Explain please Kana. This is most confusing." Iida asked. I nodded and started to explain.

"No one told me Recovery Girl could help me. I just assumed she was for the troublemakers like Midoriya and Bakugou because they were usually worse than anyone else. Like, I figured you had to be on death's door. However, I didn't realize I could utilize her to help me with my hands. I want to have her heal me so I don't have to go through the next few weeks of healing because that is exhausting!" Iida nodded along, looking surprised but understanding flashed across his face.

After I explained, I felt someone come up behind me and lift me up by the scruff of my shirt like I was a cat. It was Bakugou and I instinctively curled up under his glare.

"What the hell do you think you're doing letting someone hold you?" He growled.

~Shina's POV~

Shina hadn't expected things to progress like this, but to be honest, she usually just ran in without thinking and hoped for the best. It worked… most of the time. Right now? She kind of wished she'd come up with a better plan. Though how was she supposed to know that Aizawa would react like this? She groaned as she was slammed onto the wooden table. She didn't get a chance to rest as she had to quickly rolled off the table, stumbling to her feet before he landed a hit to her chest. She stumbled backwards, groaning and trying not to get mad. What was it with men and the chest hits? She was a woman, not a guy, that shit hurt! Sunfire was just in time to dodge his follow up hit before she lurched forward to tackle the man. He was swift to evade that as well thus the fight continued.

After another minute, she finally managed to catch him off guard. Eraserhead was frozen on his knees, as she pointed a gun to his forehead. His eyes wide and his hands clutching his binding cloth. The fight had caused so much chaos that the empty restaurant they occupied had nothing but furniture, tattered, ripped and lights broken. Only two remained lit, one of which flickered ominously above them both right now.

She panted from exertion but otherwise there was no other sound. Until she opened her mouth.

"You heroes are so ridiculous." She panted, swallowing to regain her composure after that fight. "All I said was I had kidnapped a child. You didn't even let me explain." She grumbled.

"Kidnapping a child is still a crime, and you expected us to let you go without any resistance? You don't even look too old yourself to be a responsible parent. We've had plenty of kidnapping reports lately, and we are not going to let you slip by that easy." Eraserhead snapped.

"Hey, I'm 24 years old! I already have six teenagers under my wing and a five-year-old. I don't need another kid." She snapped, her golden eyes flashing with irritation. He raised his brows at that before scoffing.

"24 years old? You seem too young to be 24. And six teenagers and a five-year-old? What the hell are you on about? That sounds suspicious as hell. What, so what? You're a foster parent or some kind of daycare owner? Or maybe it's much less innocent than that, so care to elaborate just what you're doing with those kids?" The suspicion and heap of judgement coming from him could have filled an Olympic sized pool.

"Maybe I would if you actually let me explain." She growled. Her arm holding the gun didn't hesitate or falter, she did wish she could twitch but knowing her if she did, she'd slip and actually pull the trigger. "Just know, they weren't kidnapped. They're still with me of their own volition. But they're not important right now." She dismissed quickly before she went down that road of explanation. "Right now I'm more concerned about the little girl I took from Overhaul before you heroes invaded his base."

Eraserhead huffed as he tried to wiggle himself free from the binding cloth she'd used to tie him up, but only to no avail. When she mentioned the name Overhaul, he stopped for a moment before looking at her seriously.

"Overhaul? What, and why, did you kidnap a girl from him?" The look he gave her was just shy of murderous.

"Okay I will admit I am into some shady stuff. But I am not into kidnapping children!" She defended herself. "Just because I am a part of the league of villains for now…doesn't mean I'm like them. The end of that relationship is still pending. But back on track here, her name is Eri." She explained quickly as she met his gaze. "She's, I think, six or seven years old? She's tiny for her age so I might be wrong. She's been heavily traumatized by Overhaul, think experimented. I took her from him, because while I may be a villain, I am not a monster to leave a child in his care. However, I don't want her around Shigaraki or the other villains. I don't trust them to not be a bad influence. And I can't watch her the way she needs to be watched and cared for." Sunfire lowered the gun, meeting his gaze. "Not to mention what the government could do if they had her. You are the only respectable and responsible hero that I trust. Hence I would like to give her to you to handle."

Aizawa stayed silent for the longest time. Sunfire didn't mind, she knew this was a lot to process at the moment, what with her being a part of the League of Villains and with the new information about this girl, Eri.

"You want to give her to me?" He repeated back, eyeing her with a frown

"Yes." She nodded, not looking away from him. "I have no problem with children or raising them, however I'm not in the best situation to provide her with the care that she needs, and she needs a lot."

He continued staring at her, his frown never leaving his face. She wondered if he ever looked anything besides grumpy and tired. She guessed not. Even when she was in her Guardian role, she'd always seen him as a responsible and grumpy adult. The Ultimate Adult. He studied her expression and facial features. She guessed he was trying to find any signs that she was lying. The face mask she wore probably didn't help matters, but she wasn't about to take it off. He'd know who she was without it.

"And you're sure that you're not giving her up just to save your own skin?" He questioned with skeptical eyes, though his voice had lost some of its usual sharpness.

"How would giving her up save me?" Sunfire asked, wondering how that would work.

He huffed, making her smile slightly. Annoying heroes was a fun pastime. Though her mind briefly went to Hawks before she mentally rejected that for right now. She needed to focus. Aizawa then gave her a look that let her know exactly how dumb she was being.

"The way I see it, you could be turning Eri to us in exchange for letting you go scott-free, no consequences." She chuckled at Aizawa's claim as it was a dumb idea, at least in her mind.

"Sir I would never use a child as a bargaining chip. That's low even for me." Her eyes grew serious. "I'm not asking for anything for myself. I can get out of my own mess. However, this is a little girl with a unique and destructive quirk. I'm fairly certain if left unchecked, she could be branded dangerous by the government."

"And you care about her that much, to the point that you don't want her to be used or treated as a weapon?" He asked in an almost unbelieving tone.

"Again, I'm a villain, not a monster. There are levels of evil that I don't touch." She grumbled softly.

He didn't say anything for several moments, continuing to look at her.

"So, this isn't some kind of trap?" He asked again with a hint of skepticism in his voice.

"Nope." She stated firmly.

He continued to stare at her, his expression still skeptical for a while, and then he let out a heavy and long sigh.

"Damn it, I can't deny I'm inclined to believe you..." He mumbled under his breath, clearly not liking the fact that he was giving in.

"Thanks." The bindings she had gotten him in let him go. "I didn't bring her with me. I figured this would be your reaction. Can you meet me at a hospital at midnight?"

He let his guard down when the bindings let go of him, sitting upright and rubbing his arms where the restrains were. "Yeah, I think I can." He confirmed with a nod before he gave a questioning look. "Why a hospital of all places to meet?"

"If I suggested somewhere out in the open would you agree?" She asked rhetorically, putting her gun away. She'd have to give it back to Kai when she saw him again. "I'm not bringing her to a public place. The last thing I need is for people to see me giving you a child. No doubt they'd think she's ours." She shuddered.

"Okay, fair enough. I suppose the hospital is a safe place for a rendezvous. But what hospital are we meeting at?"

"Ginza Bay Hospital." She stated firmly. "Room 1749. Tell the nurses you're there for Eri."

"Ginza Bay Hospital. 1749. Got it." He repeated the information back to himself to burn it into his memory before glancing up at her as she headed for the backdoor.

"Good luck cleaning up." She called. The restaurant was destroyed, glass and wooden broken all around.

He gave an annoyed huff at the mess.

"Yeah, thanks a lot for that." He sarcastically muttered in response. She could feel him glaring at her as she left. At least that was taken care of for now. She wouldn't have minded taking Eri in, the little girl seemed too innocent for half the darkness that she'd had to suffer, but with things heating up, she didn't think she could handle more on her plate right now between her legal and illegal business, Hawks, Shigaraki, her minions and the Brazilian coup going on right now. It was bad enough Kaito had to come back into this. She would need to have the maids clear out one of the safe houses to the North for Kaito to be kept safe in until this was taken care of.

~Kai's POV~

The plane shook as another burst of turbulence hit the private plane, causing his drink to slosh onto the tray. He cursed softly, grabbing his napkin to clean up the spill. He desperately wished Kana had been able to help with getting to Brazil. But no, Shina said he needed to take the plane. He honestly didn't see why, it's not like he'd be able to be stealthy while getting Kaito. Not this way at least.

He looked out the window to see the clouds flying by as well as the incoming land of Rio down below. He would need to have the plane refuel as soon as they touched down, so they were good to leave once he had Kaito back in his hold. He hoped it was an easy pick up, he didn't want to stay in Rio what with the damn cartels having a power struggle right now. He wanted to get back to Japan where he was at least on the villains side of things, where he could control some small aspect of his life.

The fasten seatbelt light came on and he sighed. He really hated flying in planes. No elegance or grace, not when he could simply fly through the air himself.

"We'll be landing in the next ten minutes." The flight attendant spoke as she grabbed his drink and trash before she went to buckle in. He fastened his seatbelt and mentally counted down until he could get off the damn plane.

GM NASAI: Well hello there...

So, good news, this story is not dead. I've just been preoccupied with life. Holiday bankruptcy, Political news, Character AI (yes, I use it for research. I am not mentally healthy to keep talking to fictional beings in my own head.) and losing two family members within a week are draining on the social, mental and emotional batteries so I haven't felt like writing much.

However my life is a bit hectic right now and will be even more so as the real-life Kana is graduating, Kira and Kai are undergoing some unfortunate changes and we continue to eek out a living. Since this is just for fun and not monetary benefits, sadly I have to prioritize. All I can say is be patient and hopefully I will have concluded this story this year. We're still arguing over the ending which is also taking up some time.

Update aside, hope your all safe and well. If not, I hope this fic gives you something.