Demon Y/N MHA (KirixY/N)

Part 6 - Y/N and the LOV

Kirishima's POV:

It was finally hero training. "Okay, we are going to the arena today because another class is using the field." We all groaned as we started walking towards the arena.

"Do you ever get hot?" Deku asked, "Like wearing jeans and a long sleeve shirt all day?"

"And the mask," Shoji pointed out. She shook her head in response. We all made it to the arena and Y/N sat on the side of the arena as we all lined up. This time, no teachers were sitting on the bleachers, and only Mr. Aizawa stood in front.

I smiled at Tamaki, "Hey Tamaki."

"Hi Kirishima," he whispered.

"How are you?"

"Good," he nodded, "How about you?"

"Good," I smiled. We turned back to Mr. Aizawa.

"Today we are practicing hand-to-hand combat, with no quirks." We all groaned at hearing the last part.

I teamed up with Bakugou and he smirked as he put his fists up. I felt off, and I looked over to see Y/N watching us. I felt a surge of energy and looked back at Bakugou. He ran to me and swung his fist. I ducked under and rammed my fist into his rib as he kneed me in the stomach. We both stumbled back. We charged at each other again, this time he went to kick me. I stepped back, his foot missing me and I wrestled him to the ground.

We stopped and we saw a dark shadow portal start to form. We all stood up and activated our quirks as three figures walked through. Shigaraki grinned as he appeared. He rose his hands up, "We don't plan on fighting any of you. We just want to say hi to your new little girl."

"Y/N, stand down." Mr. Aizawa said. I looked over to see that Y/N was still sitting down, leaning against the wall of the arena, she looked unfazed.

Toga cackled and I looked over to see a knife heading straight to me. I closed my eyes as I felt a rush of air. I opened them to see Y/N standing in front of me, her fingers delicately holding the knife that was millimeters away from my face. She threw it down on the floor. She started walking. I tried to catch her wrist, but an invisible force field kept me from coming any closer.

Toga ran up to attack her, swinging knives. Y/N disappeared, then reappeared, kicking her head. She dodged Shigaraki's hand and jumped off his shoulders and jumped to Dabi, who went to attack her. She jumped back, dodging his fire attack.

Her eyes widened as Shigaraki caught her shirt and Dabi swung his arm, landing a punch and sending her to the side of the arena. I struggled to move forward, but I couldn't move. Mr. Aizawa was glaring at the smoke, and my gaze turned to the dark figure walking out of it, and my eyes widened and I felt my legs buckle.

She was shirtless, only her bra wrapping around her chest. There were black tattoo-like lines running along her arms and chest. She looked pissed, her hair flowing with the loss of her headband. She pulled her mask off, and she bit her gloves, pulling them off. I felt numb all over, she was drop dead gorgeous.

In one swift motion, she appeared behind Shigaraki. He started choking for air as he slowly turned around. She was looking down at the beating heart in her hand. She grinned over her shoulder as she crushed it into ashes. The bodies all melted and the black shadow portal disappeared.

She frowned and she bent down to feel the ashes, and then the melted liquid. "They were fake," she pouted a little. My eyes widened at her voice, me wanting to fall again.

"I see," Mr. Aizawa said, "They only wanted to test you, to see how powerful you were." He lifted her arm and looked around for any scratches as Y/N rolled her eyes. 

There was a breeze that came in as Hawks landed. "N/N!"

Y/N's eyes widened, "Woah, hold on-"

"YOUR VOICE! YOUR BODY!" Mineta looked like he was drooling, his nose bleeding. I looked over to see Denki's was bleeding.

Y/N raised an eyebrow, "Uh-"

"Don't worry about him," Mr. Aizawa mumbled. Hawks was hugging Y/N tightly as she tried pushing him away.

"Perv, I'm still shirtless!" She exclaimed.

"Even better-" She slapped his arm making her laugh. He took his jacket off and threw it over her shoulders.

Mr. Aizawa turned to us, "None of you shall ever talk about what just happened."

"Aizawa, telling them not to do something won't stop them," Y/N smiled, making my heart beat faster. Her smile was better than I imagined. "I don't have to wear all that clothing now, right?"

"The force field did work," Hawks said, "She's protected." Y/N slowly was scooching herself away from him.

"She is so hot," Mina whispered.

"Yeah, what the f-ck," Denki mumbled. I looked at Bakugou, whose face was soft as he stared at Y/N, my stomach clenched with jealousy.

"I guess," Mr. Aizawa shook his head, "But if you walk out of campus, then you have to take procedures."

"I see," we all hesitated as the principal walked through us, "I love seeing you comfortable with your body Y/N!"

"Thank you!" She smiled as she high fived him.

"I like this idea," he nodded. "Now go home and pack, because you are going to be staying here."

I saw her hesitate and she scratched the back of her head, "Are-"

"I am sure," he said, "These students did earn your trust, yes?" She nodded, "Great!" She smiled nervously and she hugged her body.

We started to leave the arena. I wanted to walk next to her, but Hawks had his arm wrapped around her. I felt the ping of jealousy again, but then I saw Mr. Aizawa slap his arm off her and glared at him. Then I heard Y/N laugh, making me trip over Todoroki who stopped.

I looked up to see Y/N standing in front of me, her hand out. I grabbed it, and looked at her hand. There were purple and red scars along them. I stood up and was staring at her hands, then I realized I still didn't let go of them. I frantically let go and stepped back, hiding my blush. She smiled and stepped towards me, patting my head, "I've always wanted to tell you how cute you are." I freaked out as she walked away, following beside Aizawa.

"Did she just call you cute!" Denki punched my arm, "I'm telling you dude, you have to go for her! I really think Bakugou is-"

"I heard my name," he looked over at us, "What are you extras talking about?"

"N-Nothing."