careless whisper— george michael
(Y/n) walked inside of the stadium hallways, she couldn't find the vending machines anywhere. It was starting to get frustrating, plus she was sort of drowsy— the chains were draining so she needed something to eat or a drink at least. She turned the corner and thankfully she found them, in a flash she was already pressing the buttons on the machine.
"I am here!" She jumped with a small scream and clutched the vending machine. The blue haired girl stared at the tall figure that towered over her. "You scared me All Might!" There was a comical poof and he turned into his skinny form— the man coughed out blood. The girl took out a pink handkerchief and handed it to him with a worried frown.
"Are you okay All Might?" she stood up from her previous position. "It's fine young (Y/n), but call me Toshinori Yagi." the blonde suggested and the blue haired girl grabbed her milk from the vending machine "Okay, Toshinori Yagi." The hero sweat dropped "Just one name (Y/n)..."
"I'm calling you Toshi." she grabbed another milk from the vending machine and tossed it towards the tall man. "You can call me (N/n), it's only fair. Only in this form though, otherwise it'll seem weird." He sweat dropped again but that was discarded as his eyes sparkled "That spider thing was really unique, i've never seen anything like it!"
(Y/n) rubbed her nape with a small blush, she'll never get used to the number one hero— who is cool as fuck—praise her. "Thank you Toshi, but it took a lot of time to master it. I've actually been trying for years— i wasn't sure if i was able to pull it off now." She sipped on the straw of the carton. "Well you did, and it was really amazing!" He pumped his fists up.
"You've been at the top the whole festival, a lot of the heroes have their eyes on you. I am certain you'll rack up lots of scouts." All Might nudged her with his elbow. "To be honest, i actually always wanted to be an underground hero like Shouta— or stay in the shadows like when i was a vigilante." The man let out a hum "What changed?"
"In order to change— fix, or make an impact on society— i have to be someone at the top. No one will listen to someone they know nothing about or how powerful they truly are. I was the reason- well, half of the reason that the underworld had been staying quiet for so much time."
"The crime rates went up by three percent, i remember the influx vividly. Since then it's been at a six percent." The number one hero pointed out and (Y/n) bit down on the straw. "I'm sorry, if only i didn't get caught— you wouldn't have so much responsibility to ca-"
She was cut off by a hand on her head. "It's not your duty to keep the world safe (N/n), you're still a child— you're allowed to take a break." She looked at the shining smile and looked back down. "Says you, you sound like a hypocrite Toshinori Yagi." He gasped dramatically, "I do not!"
"Yes— yes, you do. That fight all those years ago should've been the beginning of your retirement but here you are." The blue haired girl poked his injury softly and he flinched at the slight touch but sighed. "You're killing your self by trying to maintain peace in a broken society Toshi. You know...you have to face him again don't you? What will you do then?"
"I don't know (Y/n)." The man looked down with the frustration evident on his face. This time there was a hand on his head. "I'll be with you— if we fight together then we could totally win right! Who says you take all the pain!" She poked his back repeatedly, "I'll be your defense, my neon chains have the most chance at protecting you—plus—i'm super strong!"
(Y/n) gave a big grin that showed her pearly white canines— she held up her arms and flexed her biceps. "Come on! We can totally take that bitch down!" It was clear that the blue haired girl was trying to cheer him up— she always seemed to do that. "Language (N/n)! And no— this is a fight between him and i."
"Geez you're such an old man!" the girl intertwined her hand and placed then behind her neck. "You're exaggerating now!" he threw his arms up. "Yeah yeah!" she pshed at him. "But seriously— you're still a child, i already let you fight one fight with me but that does not mean i'll let you fight another." the blonde haired man scolded.
"But Toshi!" She whined and tugged on his blazer, "It's not fair— i can protect you!" She nagged and he only shook his head dismissively. "Fine!" 'I'm totally doing it whether he likes it or not!'
"What's on your arm?" All Might sipped on the strawberry milk that he was gifted and pointed at her left arm. Which was not covered by the sweater because she had had it zipped open— (Y/n) didn't notice that the same color skin tone bandages had started to slip off. So there was a small patch of purple burned skin that showed, along with thick golden staples. She didn't feel like dealing with questions today so she covered it.
"Oh, you know at the U.S.J when i overheated?" The hero didn't like where this was going but he nodded anyway. "Well, i got a fourth degree burn on my arm." He choked in surprise and disbelief, "What?!" She slowed down her walking and slowly took off the bandages that matched her skin color.
"Don't be so loud— and it isn't bad. It just gets itchy sometimes!" She showed the patch of purple skin that went from her upper arm and some inches above her elbow— the golden staples kept it from peeling off. All Might grimaced— but he felt oddly connected with her. They both have nasty scars— though he could admit that hers looked cooler.
"Did you really get gold skin staples?" he sweat dropped and decided not to say anything else. "Yup, but if i remember...i never saw your big injury before. Though, you don't have to show me it—" that was cut off as he lifted his suit and showed the large scar. (Y/n) leaned forward a big and stared— the man sweat nervously.
"Hey that kind of reminds me of a spider web don't cha' think?" he let the fabric go and put his hands on his hips. "I never thought of that before— i guess i never really liked to think about it too much." The blue haired girl nodded "It's different for everyone, some people decide to see scars as a trophy or a way of showing they survived. Other people see it as something awful— i guess it really doesn't matter to me. Maybe that's just because i have too much of them." she close eyed smiled.
"Yeah— it's different for everyone i guess."
"Oh oh! You know what's really ironic though, i have the spider but you have the web." she snapped her fingers as if she discovered something incredible. "Maybe if you get a tattoo we can match— but that would probably hurt the injury so that's not right." the girl drooped but got into a thinking position again.
(Y/n) (L/n) isn't the type to talk a lot to someone she isn't comfortable with, sometimes she thinks they get too annoyed by it due to the fact that she can ramble sometimes. Or she gets energy outbursts at random times— it's sort of cute to witness, she's usually doesn't show it too much. The girl has multiple...personalities? Emotions? Mood swings?
She can be angry, sad or flustered all in one hour— it switches a lot depending on who's shes with or how her day has been. Though one thing will never change— she will always help someone if they find themselves in a situation where they need it, wether she's angry, frustrated or excited.
Sometimes her moods can get out of hand so don't be too surprised when she suddenly shuts her mouth and remains blank for the rest of the day. Maybe if you pray— she'll end up being a simple main character.
"You know, i guess sharpie would work— what do you say Toshi!" (Y/n) wrapped her arm back up and fixed her- the sweater that Iida let her have, onto her shoulder. "I'll think about it, but wait for me here— i'll be right back!" The blonde sped away before she got to say anything. 'Weird....'
After some second there was a sudden wind that made her fall forward— there was a hand that grasped the back of the sweater. This action effectively saved the blue haired girl from falling flat on her face. "I am here!" Her eyes scrunched up at the loud voice— but they sparkled at the same time. "You turned into your buff form again, shouldn't you not be doing that though?" She asked as the man pulled her up to her feet.
"Were entering a more crowded area young (Y/n)! I have to keep this form." She grumbled to herself quietly, they turned the corner where the stairs were "But anyways-" They both paused their steps at seeing the flaming figure of the number two hero— Endeavor. Her demeanor changed and All Might noticed that.
She looked standoffish around him— the reason because of that is the fact that she knows everything that the man did to his children and wife. It was..utterly disgusting and she hated it— if you're confused why and how she knows everything is due to the fact that one of her acquaintances from when she was a vigilante found out.
The acquaintance had a mind quirk, (Y/n) didn't know all the details to their quirk but she knew it was powerful enough to figure out everyone's entire life. But it was only to an extent how far in time they went, one day the acquaintance had bumped into Endeavor as they had suspected him of multiple things.
Thus— they found out everything he did and they traveled too far into his mind that they entered his children's and wife's mind. Everything— every little detail was engraved in their mind. They had to live with the burden of that, but (Y/n) had decided to take the burden for herself instead— she didn't like seeing her acquaintance all worked up about it.
The girl managed to live with all of the trauma she witnessed on everyone in the Todoroki families sides. It drove her crazy how she couldn't do anything about it— her acquaintance had fled away from the police to the other side of the world. So now she couldn't do anything against the man.
But the thing that irked (Y/n) worse was the fast that Endeavor reminded her so much of her own father— maybe that's why she wanted to help Todoroki so bad. Because she doesn't like people suffering the same way she did, but he's supposed to be a hero. The hero wasn't supposed to be compared to someone as low as the Angel of Death.
It was obscene.
"Yo, long time no see. Let's catch up Endeavor." All Might greeted the flaming trash with his usual blinding smile— while (Y/n) didn't acknowledge the man whatsoever. "All Might." The number two hero turned around with a bloodshot glare— hatred filled. 'His face, it looks so...punchable,' she crossed her arms.
"I havent talked to you since that press conference 10 years ago— been a while i saw you and figured i'd say Hi!" The symbol of peace placed his hands on his hips. "Did you now? Well then if that's all you wanted— we're done." He turned around before adding, "Chatting like we're old friends, what a joke."
The blonde hero didn't falter.
"HAHA HA HAHAHA! Come on, why the cold shoulder!" In a flash All Might was doing all types of flips in the air— he landed in front of the flaming figure. "You're such a show off All Might...but i'm totally going to one up you." (Y/n) pointed her thumb to her chest and the pearl necklace on her neck glinted.
She had let it on the last hook so it would blend into the tank top— but she placed it on the shortest now so it showed. The two top heroes turned to the blue haired girl as she backed up a bit then ran— and jumped upward. She did the exact same flips as the number one hero but only one more flip and she hand sprung off the latters shoulders. The short red haired man rose an eyebrow— he didn't even notice her.
"Very well young (L/n)!" the hero complimented her with a pat on her head she gave a smiled to the number two hero— it sharpened but faded as quickly as it came. "How childish can you be little girl?" All Mights eyebrows furrowed in confusion— he gets Endeavor ignoring him but to insult his student? Now that's just bull—
"Aw, don't be so grouchy Endeavor-san. I can see your wrinkles from a mile away." she pointed at her face then at his— the number one sweat dropped 'He wont like that..' As if on cue Endeavors flames rose in heat and in height. "Control your student All Might, with quirks like that you shouldn't be letting her be rebellious." Her eye twitched.
"Er...what do you mean quirks li-"
"Sorry but All Might is just my teacher— he's not my father or adoptive father so i'd rather you not try to make him order me around. After all, just because you're the number two hero doesn't mean—!" A large hand covered her mouth and she looked back to All Might who gave her a pensive look. She backed down— it wasn't the right time or place...yet at least.
"Alright young (Y/n)— you should go on and find your classmates. I believe they might be looking for you, good luck on the next round!" (Y/n) shoved her hands in her pockets and nodded— All Might took his hand off of her face and she gave a wave "Bye All Might, bye Endeavor-san." she walked away and left the two heroes alone.
She turned the corner and saw a familiar ash blonde boy— her eyes drooped. 'He looks like he's about to do something shady.' The girl was about to walk past him but a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her back roughly. "What the fu-!" Bakugos hands covered the bottom half of her face— her pupils dilated into barely noticeable dots. 'Stop it..no!'
She couldn't breath— instead of smelling a caramel like scent, the smell of metal and iron invaded her nose. The surroundings flashed into nothing but a dark room, she glanced down— bad idea. Thick and heavy metal chains were on her limbs and the muzzle was on her face again— she couldn't breath.
The blue haired girl didn't even hear the voices of Midoriya and Todoroki finishing their conversation. Her mind was spinning and she could focus— she lost the sensation of her fingers and when she tried to lift up her hands to get out of the trance but they were chains down. "The hell is wrong with you chain girl!"
Her hands snapped upwards and immediately they moved on their own— the scratches were deep enough to make her neck bleed but not enough to scar. Slowly— everything faded and she could see the worried crimson eyes of the ash blonde boy in front of her. He tried to reach out for her but his hand was immediately slapped back. "Don't fucking touch me!"
(Y/n) stood up on her feet and the shadow of her bangs covered her eyes. Even Bakugo could admit— that kind of stung, but he can't complain because he brought this upon himself. The girl continued walking away as she tried to ignore the memories. 'Why the fuck did i get so scared? Why did that happen when he covered my face? Is it that thing that— PTSD.'
'No, Shouta said that it just happens sometimes. There's nothing wrong with me, it's all just a hallucination— i'm not crazy.' She walked back the cafeteria and in her peripheral vision the girl noticed the two class perverts talking to the girls about something 'Weird.' She didn't think much of it and walked away.
"It's time for the last round but before that good news for everyone who didn't make the finals. Since this is a sports festival we've prepared some side games everyone can participate in! We even brought in cheerleaders from America to get your blood pumping!" The cheerleaders came out from the tunnels in their cheer uniforms.
'Look at those moves.' (Y/n) watched as the cheerleaders did all kinds of flips and pyramids. "Hold up? Looks like class 1-A is going full on fan service!" There were noises of confusion and she turned to the side— her eyes widened. "What you tricked us?! You're gonna regret this!" Yaoyorozu fumed as she fell to her knees.
"How is it i always fall for that little perverts schemes? I even used my quirk to make them." She was interrupted by a small pat on her head and a shadow looming over her fallen figure. "If it makes you guys feel any better, i say you guys look great." Their faces flushed "Where were you (L/n)! We couldn't find you anywhere!" the brown haired girl pointed accusingly.
"I was..." She pursed her lips "..busy. But Mineta and Kami did this didn't they?" she crossed her arms— they nodded simultaneously. So she turned to the perverted duo who had a bubbly aura around them "Oi." The two shivered and turned their heads to face her slowly. "(L-L-L-L/N)! WE SWEAR IT WASNT US! ITS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" They got into a begging position.
"Aizawa-sensei was the one who told us do remind them!" The intercom screeched "Lying is totally not cool yo! What do you gotta say about this Eraser!" Hizashi flipped the mic to the latter "Sick them (L/n)." The girl turned to the announcement box with a deadpan "I'm not a dog dammit!" but she crossed her arms again before adding "Whatever, permission?"
The crowd was confused— they could obviously hear everything they were saying but they didn't know exactly what (L/n) and Erasure were talking about. Class 1-A on the other hand said silent prayers for the class perverts, and Hizashi only cackled mentally. "Granted, don't hurt them too bad—like the other ones." A small shiver crawled up his spine.
(Y/n) offered a sharp smirk to Mineta and Kaminari who paled drastically. In a flash they were getting deprived of their oxygen— not enough to actually hurt them though. "I won't hurt you too bad since i want to be nice today. Now—" she let them fall to the ground and then chained their bodies and started dragging them across the arena— towards the girls.
"Get on your knees and apologize— bow or i'll heat up the chains." Her eyes flashed a blue menacing. "WE ARE SORRY!" the two smashed their heads into the ground and the girls jumped in surprise. The stadium watched in amusement and disbelief. "Again, louder this time bitch boys."
"WE ARE SORRY!"
"Yaoyorozu— make three more cheerleading costumes." The latter nodded and did as told. "What are you going to do now (L/n)? Not that i really care though." Jiro covered her mid-drift with her arms as she rose an eyebrow. "Don't worry about it love." (Y/n) reassured and grabbed the clothes— she walked away while also dragging the two who was screaming for help.
"DONT LET HER TAKE US!"
"Let go of me— you spawn of satan!"
"You haven't seen nothing yet little boys."
"Change into these now before i spank you." Kaminari and Mineta blushed "I mean we wouldn't mind.." the purple toddler gave a smug glance to the boy next to him. "Dont test me Mineta." her eyes narrowed— the duo jumped and quickly ran into the locker rooms.
(Y/n) stared at the third cheer uniform in distaste 'The things i do, damn. They'll see all my scars too— oh well.' She swung the outfit over her shoulder and walking into the girls locker rooms. 'Man, i thought this wouldn't be too bad but...it's bad.' She stared at the obnoxiously small "shirt" that barely fit through her biceps.
The girl hear a small tearing of fabric when she put the skirt on— it was too small on her hips and waist but it didn't show anything private thankfully. She stared at the long and spiky scar on her right calf— it was from when Aizawa caught her. Sometimes it would feel numb due to slight nerve damage but it wasn't too bad. There was another slash on her right knee— it was from a villain with a knife type quirk.
Her arms and fingers were the most scarred; would people care? What would they say? How should she even feel about them? She never minded her scars— but they weren't symbols of survival. Instead, just reminders of her past— but she liked being a vigilante so they didn't bother her. Though the diagonal strawberry colored scar on the side of her stomach was annoying.
Daichi gave it to her— so she didn't like it.
It was purple around the edges, she tried to shake it off. Walking out of the locker room Kaminari and Mineta were already outside of the boys locker room— they were sulking. They looked up as they heard footsteps, blood poured out of their nose as a raging blush appeared on their face. "A pretty girl in a skirt, KAMINARI CATCH ME!"
The purple toddler in a cheer uniform passed out in the yellow haired boys arms— the latter stared at the girl who stared back at him. His eyes slowly trailed down to her- "Eyes up here bitch boy." she snapped at him. "Sorry! But do we really have to go out there looking like this!? We already apologized."
"I'm going out there like this too idiot, now let's go." Her white sneakers kicked his knee softly and the boy got up quickly. Mineta and Kaminari were embarrassed to say the least, but deep down they knew they were excited. "Try to do something to the girls again and i'll have your heads." Chains wrapped around their necks as they had been pulled closer into the light of the tunnel.
Everyone present and watching at home paused— the cameras focused onto the blue haired girl in the orange and green cheerleading costume but most of all the two chained up boys next to her. From that day on— they would've have the picture of (Y/n) in a skirt and her bitch boys also in skirts, engraved in their mind.
To say the least— the media ate everything up.
Mic: And we present to you—! (Y/n) (L/n) and her pe- those aren't pets (L/n)...
(Y/n): They can bark.
Kaminari & Mineta: *barks*
(Y/n): *buys entire apple stand*
Dark shadow: Can we keep her?
Tokoyami: Dark shadow, no.
Dark Shadow: Dark shadow, yes.
'Stella: WHAT THE HELL IS SHE WEARING!
Junior: Casi nada— Wait is she...DID SHE JUST THROW AN APPLE AT THAT GUYS HEAD!?
Random guy: Why are those two boys in skirts?
Random guys friend: Weird.
(Y/n): *throws apples at them* KEEP TALKING SHIT ABOUT THEM AND ILL PUT YOU IN SKIRTS TOO!
Todoroki: Are you All Mights secret love child?
Midoriya: What?!
Bakugo and (Y/n): *around the corner* What did he say?!
"After the side games are over—the 16 students of the top fourteen will be competing against eachother on a one on one tournament style fighting competition. I promise you're not going to want to miss these epic matchups!"
-kiyo (4082 words)