"You're alright, Y.N.14." The boy with bright yellow eyes smile at you, his disheveled white hair falling to his face.
Behind him was chaos, probably something you both created and were about to be punished for, yet he blocked your view of it and have you an assuring smile.
Even though you both knew what was next.
Your eyes shot open, only to see Aizawa's sleeping face. Your little hand was under his head, almost like he fell asleep while you were examining his face again.
Your little thumb tried to trace the scar under his right eye while you thought about yet another dream in the lab.
And the recent event made you worry. Not only for yourself, but also for your family, mostly for Aizawa
He was constantly jumping into dangerous situations, trying to save people.
Trying to save you.
That was a hero's life, right?
You sat up, rubbing your eyes and trying to let it adjust to the dark. Aizawa's muscled arm was on your small lap as he slept soundly like everyone else.
For some reason, you were awake at such an untimely hour of the morning. The sun wasn't even out yet.
Maybe it was because of how Aizawa was squeezing you with his tight embrace or maybe because you found the yellow sleeping bag you shared, to be a bit stuffy and a little too warm for you, either way, you were up and wide awake now.
The room you were in was as big and spacious, enough to have the entire first year hero course lay down and sleep as soundly as Aizawa. Of course, they had the girls sleep in one side and the boys on the other, with a thin wooden, traditional Japanese styled wall dividing them.
Aizawa and you slept near the door in the girl's area as Vlad stayed at the boy's.
Both teachers stationed to sleep near the divider's sliding door to make sure that there would be no pervert walking around. Specifically, 1-A's smallest and maybe most disliked student, Mineta.
The pussycats were taking turns on nightshifts, keeping the kids and the two overworked teachers safe as they slept.
Your turned your head to the direction of where a sudden sound came from. There, your eyes spotted a short figure trying to sneak around.
"Oh shoot." His rather nasal voice rang through your ears as it was the only sound created.
Seems like Mineta got passed sleeping Vlad.
Behind that figure was a taller one, but you couldn't really make out who it was, all you knew was the identity of the smaller figure.
"H-Hey, (Y/n)." Mineta's shaky voice greeted you as you could now see his face with your well adjusted eyes. "Why- why are you u-up?" You had been told about the boy and his weird creepy actions and words. You knew the class didn't really like him that much.
"Who are you talking to?" The figure behind him whispered. You guessed it was Kaminari.
"It's (Y/n)... now shush! The teachers might wake up!" Mineta whisper growled before he turned back to you and chuckled nervously. "We-we were just... uhh... we were heading to the bathroom... that's all." He was lying, obvious by his tone and the fact that there was also an exit in the boy's side.
You narrowed you eyes, remembering what the girls said about how much of a pervert he was. You didn't know what pervert was and had asked Aizawa and Shohei. They described it was a bad person.
You remembered how the girls looked at Mineta whenever he made a rather disrespectful remark. The glare they gave him.
You weren't sure what to tell him so yoh just glared at him, eyes glowing a crimson color. He flinched back at your sudden expression.
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"I'm Mineta! I cant wait to see how you'd look in a few years." The kid who was just a few inches taller, pointed finger guns at you and winked. Same kid was quickly hit on the head with a textbook by Shohei and Hoshiko.
The entire class looked like they wanted to kill the grape boy.
"You stay away from baby Mochi." Hoshiko had the darkest glare of them all. "You are lucky uncle Aizawa isn't here... or you'd be dead."
Shohei picked you up and away from the boy. "Don't trust Mineta." He told you. "He's not a bad guy, but he's not really good either."
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"Just go back to sleep." Mineta nervously smiled at you, but you knew better than to believe them, especially since they could have just exited on their room's door to the lobby.
"Wait! don't-"
As much as you hated to do it, you slightly shook your dad to wake him. Better to let him handle it.
But even before Aizawa could wake up, the two scurried back to the boy's side, in fear of what their homeroom teacher might do.
"Kid?" Aizawa groaned, eyes barely open. He was still half asleep, so you just covered his eyes.
"Sleep." You mumbled and a few minutes later you could hear his soft snoring again.
The room fell back into this ambient silence. There were soft snoring from the students and maybe a few mumbles here and there. Everyone was fast asleep, except you.
"Kota. Its late, so go to sleep." You could hear Mandalay talking to the young boy through the thin walls. "Go on."
The pussycats were the ones on guard tonight, last night it was Aizawa and Vlad. They took shifts in night-watching and making sure that there were no unwanted guests.
"This is stupid." The kid didn't enter the room, instead you saw a silhouette of him running off into the woods, heading to his hide out.
You wondered where he disappeared to during the day, he was always gone. The same went with Tora, but right now, the tiger was fast asleep in his tiger form and the girls were using him as a pillow. He did insist in sleeping in the girl's side instead of the boy's.
You wiggled you way out of Aizawa's heavy arm and slowly walked out of the room, making sure to not wake anyone, especially the white tiger.
Like a curious cat, you slipped past the heroes on guard and to the woods where Kota went. Using your heightened senses, you followed his scent, wanting to know what exactly he does in that hideout.
You also wanted to continue your conversation with him.
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"Are you aiming to be a hero too?" The hatred lacing his words made you anxious to answer the question.
You weren't too sure why he was asking or why he seemed so pressed at the matter, but it pressured you to think.
Truthfully, you had no idea what you wanted to be.
You understood how heroes were always fighting- at least that's what you understood from all the rigorous training everyone had. You weren't sure if you wanted that life- a life where there was always fighting and violence.
You weren't too keen on even using your quirk for anything at all. You liked being 'normal', if that word still meant what it use to before the existence of quirks started to bloom.
You shrugged slightly, still quite unsure of your answer. Much like every person who was in an awkward situation, you stayed quiet. You weren't sure on how to answer. You didnt want to come out as stupid to him.
You opened your mouth to say something, but your attention was pulled away by Hoshiko gasping.
"No one told me they had a piano here!" You both watched as the teen started to fiddle with the keys, playing a melody you didn't know.
You've never seen or heard a piano before. In fact, the only instrument you knew was a guitar. Shohei saw the old thing in the storage room, hiding in the very back inside it's bag. So the instrument Hoshiko played now was alluring.
"Hey!" Kota barked at you, making you turn back to him, glancing at Hoshiko ever now and then. Kota may have caught up with your curiosity. "What? You haven't seen a piano before?" He made it sound like a mock. He didn't know your situation.
You shook your head, looking at how graceful Hoshiko looked at she played. You guessed she learned it from Yamada, seeing as he had all sorts of instruments in his place.
"I-I have-en't." You muttered shyly, eyes sparkling at the new melody Hoshiko was playing.
Kota clicked his tongue and looked away, trying to hide the surprise in his face by frowning. "How haven't you seen a piano before?" His tone was similar to Bakugou's. "What rock have you been living under?" He questioned you.
You tilted your head innocently, "I-I... I don't live... under a rock."
You were yet to understand phrases and metaphors such as that.
Kota wasn't sure how to react. He grunted and turned away, "This is stupid." The older kid hopped off the couch and went to wonder off as usual.
You were left to dwell on his first question, the one you haven't really answered.
Did you want to be a hero too?
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You stopped upon seeing Kota standing there, staring at the moonlit forest. It was a nice scenery, a calm one.
He looked at you, almost as if he expected you to follow. He calmly waved before turning to look at the forest.
"My parents were killed." He started, not even looking your way. "They died and yet people praised them... people said that what they did was 'good'." His jaw clenched as he balled his fists.
You could tell he was no longer looking at the scenery and just shutting his eyes to prevent the tears.
You walked over to him as he stood there, shaking in anger and sadness.
"They died horribly, yet people praised them!" He exclaimed angrily, looking at you. "I don't understand why people do it! I don't and its frustrating!" You just gave him a sympathetic look. "This world is so full of crap! People fighting each other, using their quirks, risking their lives-" he looked down for a moment, then looked up to the star filled sky, "- This is all bullshit!"
You could understand his frustration and anger. You could feel how sad he was about his parents death. Its obvious you couldn't really relate to losing someone special as you've never really had family until now, but you understood clearly his hatred for quirks and violence.
You didnt hate any of it, but you didn't really like it either. In your circumstance, you were forced to hurt people with your quirk, forced to kill.
You were afraid of using your quirk. You were afraid of hurting others.
Violence was all you knew until you met Aizawa. It was all you ever did before you got out of the lab.
So you weren't too keen on using your quirk, but it doesn't mean you didn't want to help others. As anti-social as you were, you found helping others -by other I mean your dad and Shohei- to be nice. It was a pleasant feeling to be able to lighten the load of others, as long as it was something you could do.
You just didn't want to fight. You didn't want to be the person to hurt others. No. You wanted to be the person who is there to help, but not through violence.
"I-I... don't know... if I... want to be... a hero." You told him quietly. He gave you a glare, not really happy with your words, especially after what he just said. "Bu-ut... I want... to.. to help... oth-ers."
Looking down on the ground, you
missed how Kota's face softened. "I-I don't want to hu-urt... I-I don't wa-ant... to-o fight... I don't want to- to... to use my... qu-quir-quirk...I-I just... want... to help."
"Yeah... help." Kota sighed. He wanted that to. He didn't really like being mean and all, but seeing the students working on their quirk, training to fight... it wasn't too nice to see.
It was as if these students were getting ready to kill, and that's what you saw too. They looked like they were being train just to get into fights and battles.
With how you grew up, you didn't like seeing such, but you had to tolerate it, especially since Aizawa was their teacher. You had to go with it since Aizawa was a pro hero and Shohei wanted to follow in his footsteps.
As much as you didn't like it, you had no choice.
Living under a pro hero meant being trained as well. It would look bad if you didn't know how to control you destructive power. It would look bad, especially for Aizawa, who was your guardian.
You didn't like the feeling of your quirk when activated, but you had to get a grasp on it. You had to learn how to control it or you'd hurt people. That's just how it was.
You didn't want to hurt others, so you have to learn- to train, even if you didn't like it.
The two of you stood there in silence, looking at the night sky littered with millions of sparkling stars.
Unbeknownst to you two, Tora had followed you the moment you left the room. He heard your little conversation and he didn't seem pleased.
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Before the sun rose and anyone woke, you were back in Aizawa's sleeping bag, where said man was still sleeping soundly.
Once people did start to wake, the new training day had begun and that meant you had to do the same.
As usual, it started off with warm up stretches. People being really flexible to the point you worried if they actually broke a limb or something.
All you could do was try to reach for your toes or reach as high as you could. That was already much work for you.
Cute old mochi art!
"That's so cute, baby." Ochaco giggled as you looked at her between you legs as she and the others did the same.
After warm up stretches then jogging around the area. Luckily, you didn't have to do that, because if you did, you might had died in the first lap. Instead, you sat on Vlad's broad and muscled shoulders.
So you watched on his shoulders as everyone, including Aizawa and the pussycats jogged. It was a routine warm-up.
"Its just a brisk jog you two!" Aizawa called out as Hoshiko and Shohei passed the two leading teachers.
They weren't jogging, they were sprinting. The two were technically racing and seeing who could finish the ten laps first.
"Too slow bitch!" Hoshiko laughed, getting past Shohei. She gave him a mocking smile, laughing as Shohei glared at her. This was their weird friend- rival relationship.
"Those two are so energetic." Vlad chuckled, looking over to Aizawa, who was starting to get irritated by how fast the two were going. "Reminds me of you and Hizashi back in the day." He chuckled as Aizawa glanced at you before he sped up to catch up to the two.
You watch the two bickering at the distance as Aizawa was slowly catching up to them. You were amazed by how fast they were going and how quick Aizawa was to catching up.
Well, what did you expect? He was a pro hero.
"Fuck, your dad's catching up!" Hoshiko said as she could see the grown man getting closer. He looked terrifying at that view, with his dark eyes on them and a visible frown. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck!" She sped up, afraid of what the pro would do by the time he'd catch up.
"What-" Shohei looked back to see his dad. "Oh shit." He did the same and tried to get away from his dad as well, unsure why he was feeling scared.
As usual, everyone else was left to watch in amazement as their homeroom teacher ran passed the two yelling, "Too slow!" Technically initiating a race.
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The students started having their own individual training. All of them had their own type of endurance training, and your was to make as much things float without losing control.
You stayed near Ochako as she had a similar quirk, but you seemed to have a lot more control and endurance than she had as you could keep a lot more things floating and longer than she did.
By the time Aizawa got back to you, Ochako was already dizzy and ready to throw up her breakfast. You, on the other hand, stood there, waiting for further instructions.
"Alright, kid." Aizawa patted your head. "You can drop 'em." He said and you slowly let the floating rock down. "How about doing the opposite?" He asked you. "Make them as heavier while they try to carry it?" He gestured over to Sato and Midoriya.
The two were strength and store power based and it was a good way of endurance to see just how much weight they could handle while trying not to use up all the energy they had.
Jiro was with Hoshiko as they both were in control of sounds. Jiro amplifying her heartbeat and seeing just how long Hoshiko could nullify the sound.
Shohei was sparring with Kaminari. As it was time he trained himself in just how much energy could he handle from Kaminari.
Tora was with Kirishima, who needed to enhance his hardening ability. Tora either used his elemental ability by throwing all kinds of elemental attacks or was in tiger form, scratching the hardened teen.
Tora stomped, making the earth near Kirishima move and hit said teen.
(Just imagine Tora earthbendingð¤©)
Kirishima grunted shielding himself from the earth attacks. He'd dodge from time to time, maybe even punching through the earthy walls that the tiger would make. He was amazed at how such a young boy could create such powerful attacks.
"Take this!" Tora exclaimed stomping once more, going into a firm stance with hands into fists and looking like he was punching the air. As he did so, a boulder was pushed out of the ground and sent flying to Kirishima.
The teen dodged it, only to regret as he forgot who exactly was training a few meters behind him.
You.
You, Ochako, Aoyama and Aizawa were nearby. Near enough that you could get hit by the boulder Tora sent flying.
"Oh crap!" Kirishima exclaimed. He couldn't do anything but watch as the flying boulder got closer to you guys.
You were the first to notice. Your eyes widened as everyone around you didn't know what to do. It was already too close for you guys to dodge, you just wouldn't make it.
"Shit!" Aizawa cursed, about to pull you into a hug and shield you from the boulder, ready to risk his life for you.
But you stepped forward, eyes changing into a crimson color.
To everyone's surprise, you went into a more relaxed stance.
As the boulder got close, you moved your arms around swiftly as the familiar glowing marking started to design them. With a swift pushing movement, air violently went through the direction you pushed. It stopped the boulder and even slicing through it.
The a force pushed passed the big rock, cracking it and going through. It rushed and hit Tora, who barely dodged it.
You gave the tiger a small glare, protective of other's safety.
The boy only smirked back at you. It seemed like he purposely did that. Maybe it was to hurt you guys. Or maybe because he wanted to test you.
"Whoa." Kirishima's eyes were wide as he looked over to you. The nearby students just had to stop and look, that was the first time they ever saw you use your quirk with the intent to attack.
It was quite a surprising action, even to yourself. You didn't know what came into you and as to why you actually did it. Maybe because you wanted to keep the people with you safe and unharmed or maybe it was just in you to counter-attack that way.
There were a lot of reasons why you did it, it was just up to everyone to guess which one.
You slowly straightened up, slightly shaky as the quick powerful action you made. There was no doubt you were terrified. It made you wonder how you managed to do such action at all.
Tora smirked, arms crossing as he looked at you with his blue eyes. "That's more like it." He said to himself. "Just gotta push you more."
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After that little event, Aizawa had asked you if you could actually control the elements like Tora, bending them at will or using some sort of telekinetic ability to do so.
Your attack was so precise that the boulder you stopped was sliced smoothly, it was slightly terrifying.
You went on with your new exercise, it seemed that you were controlling the elements with a force. More like telekinesis.
"I'll be back, kid." The pro hero said as he walked over to see his other students. You were still on his line of sight, so it was fine.
Vlad walked up to him, leaning over to say something. "You said she had no control over her ability." The buffer hero muttered.
"Yes, I know." Aizawa said sharply, almost as if he was too busy thinking.
"But-"
"I don't know either." To say the truth, it was a big surprise to Aizawa to see you manipulating the elements around with almost perfect control.
You watched as Tora went to go through stances to control them, but you didn't seem to need to, but just went on to mimic Tora for fun.
Last time he knew, you were inexperienced and had no control.
So why were you so good at it now? Were you always that good? Or did you just happen to learn from Tora's 'little' mistake?
Aizawa felt unsettled at your newfound control. It was as if he was missing out on just what you were capable of doing and just how aware of the power you held.
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