In Loving Memory

More Problems With Being A Ghost

"What's the test on?"

"Geometry."

"That was my major in college, you know," Yosuke said smoothly, walking across the room and leaning on her desk.

The girl snorted. "And you died before you could finish the course."

"I was caught in a fire, it wasn't my fault."

"I hate to break up the conversation, but Yosuke, who is this?"

"Oh, how rude of me," Yosuke chuckled. "Midoriya, this is my friend Sakura."

"Who's the kid?" Sakura asked.

"Hi, I'm Izuku Midoriya, I'm dead. Yosuke, first question, why can she see us?"

"It's her quirk," Yosuke explained. "For her, the line between the living and the dead is so thin that sometimes she has trouble telling the difference. She can talk to us, touch us-"

"I can beat you in a fight," Sakura continued.

"We can touch her," Yosuke added, ignoring Sakura. "But, she can also allow other people to touch and talk to us as well as allow us to touch and talk to them."

"It's useful enough," she shrugged. "Some ghosts are hanging around my college. They help me out." She then looked directly at Yosuke. "Some of them get in the way."

"I don't get in the way that much."

"Does Thursday ring a bell?"

"It does not."

"I was running to class. You tried to stop me. I tripped and almost broke my nose."

"I saved you then, didn't I?"

"Yes, but then you tripped me by mistake again."

"Why did you bring me here?" Izuku asked.

"I'm assuming he wants to teach you how to possess things, and for that, you need a person to practice on. Unfortunately for him and you, I have a big test to study for. Maybe you can possess my laptop and write my English essay, I don't know, but you're not borrowing my body for even a moment."

"I don't know anyone else who would let him, and you know how hard it is to possess an unwilling person. I'll even help you study for your test! You know how I always help with that."

"I said no, that should be enough for you. This is why I haven't been on a date with anyone in so long, because it's people like you who don't know what that means."

"I'm sorry ma'am," Izuku said quietly. "I didn't really want to come, but Yosuke said it would be a way for me to help this one person get some help. I won't take up any more of your time. Yosuke, please take me back to the U.A. campus. I'll find my way home from there."

Sakura stared at him for a moment and sighed. "Kid, how old are you?"

"Fourteen," he replied awkwardly. "I'd be fifteen going on sixteen now if I hadn't died."

"Why do you want to help this person?"

"She almost stuck a straw into a kid and drank his blood due to the side effects of her quirk. I don't want her to struggle alone."

"How well do you know this girl?"

"I met her like, this morning."

"And you're still willing to go out of your comfort zone for her."

"I am."

"Why's that?"

"I guess I can't leave someone to go through their problems alone. I went through the same thing while I was alive."