32: 𝐻𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑠ℎ𝑖 𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑜
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Kira had accepted a long time ago that she would never hold one for all.
She understood, it wasn't her fate. It was Midoriya's and she should just get the fuck over it.
But it was a little hard to do that when Kira's quirk gave her the ability to spy on every little one for all dream meeting between Midoriya and his new buddies.
He was asleep, Kira wished she was too. Now she knows the origins of one for all. She could see the faces of most of the wielders. Even the first. A young man with white hair and blue eyes.
Midoriya's dreams were fuzzy, especially with everyone else around her dreaming too. But she could still see it all, plain as day.
Kira groaned and packed up her things. A blanket and her phone before walking to the elevator. Going to the top floor and into her shed, grumbling all the way. "Stupid Midoriya... Stupid one for all." She mumbled. Crawling into her other bed and curling up.
Kira wasn't usually a jealous person. Sure she has her moments, everyone did. But anytime she heard about one for all... She felt so angry.
It wasn't healthy. Her uncle had made his choice, she had to accept it. Besides she already had a quirk. Sure it was a pain in the ass, but it was still a quirk. She might not have even survived one for all if she already had a quirk. Her uncle and Midoriya had both been quirkless.
She laid down with a sigh, the memory of Midoriya's dream about the first holder echoed in her mind.
"You're the ninth wielder right?"
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"You are not alone."
°.•.°•.°•.°
"Kokoa, can I see you for a second?" Aizawa asked when they started to leave the doors for class.
"Yes sir." Kira yawned, she hadn't gotten much sleep last night and she was gonna blame it on Midoriya.
"Listen. We're um... We're training with the other hero course class this afternoon." He said, clearing his throat. "I feel weird asking this. Especially behind his back..."
"And?" Kira raised her eyebrows.
"And we'll be having an extra student tagging along. Hitoshi Shinso, he's interested in the hero course and... Well you know him right?" Aizawa asked.
Kira smiled slightly. "Your adopted son? Yeah I met him."
Aizawa's face turned red. "He is not my adopted son. He is a student that I have... Been paying a little attention too. Since he isn't in the hero course he doesn't get the same training as you all." He coughed.
"Right." Kira nodded. "So what do you want me to do?"
"Just be...." He took a second to think of a good word. "How do I phrase this correctly... I'm not saying BE HIS friend. I'm not gonna force that or anything. That's odd."
"Oooh, You want me to take your protege under my wing and be nice to him while protecting him from my crazy classmates?" Kira asked, tilting her head slightly. "Okay, I can do that."
"But don't go easy on him if you two fight." He added. "Just... Ease him in. Socially I mean. That's not his strong suit."
'Like father like son...' Kira thought, but she didn't say it out loud.
"Plus he admires her... After that fight and everything he's seen on the news. And everything I've talked about. He's excited to fight her I think..."
"Aw. You talk about me?" Kira asked with a cheeky grin. "That's sweet."
"Shut up and go get ready for classes!" He barked out on order to hide his embarrassment.
"Sir yes sir!"
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With the end of the second semester comes winter... And with winter comes cold.
Kira didn't really like being cold. She snuggled Into her new jacket. Covering her tank top. She had taken up her cargo pants again and added boots geared more towards winter.
She pulled her hood down with a sigh. It was too bright out, she didn't feel like fighting anyone. She just wanted to go and nap.
"Wow... Looks like everyone changed their costumes up." Iida looked around.
"I'm impressed you made it through the heat with all that armor." Sero pointed out.
"Midoriya's changed the most."
"Maybe I should have altered my costume more..."
"O-oh really! I just found more out about my quirk!"
"It got cold so quickly! I haven't even changed anything... I need a jacket."
"How are you not cold?"
"Isn't she naked?!"
"Oh I'm freezing!!"
Kira sighed as her classmates chatted. She sat down beside Bakugou, who was yelling at Deku for talking about his new costume. He had a big collar that came up to his chin and long sleeves over his arms.
"That jacket looks big on her... It's kinda cute, how she's buried in it. Fucking Deku keeps looking over at me. Dumb fuck."
Kira pulled her hood over her head again. Why'd he have to be so sweet? And yet such a little bitch at the same time. She was started to feel a little pissed at him, for all of his confusing signals.
First he wants to kiss her. Then he pulls away and feels like he did something wrong and that things are going too fast. THEN he thinks about how cute she is.
She didn't know what the hell she was supposed to do. Kira would be happy to just make out with him or some shit all day and be secret lovers. But noooo they were "too young". Kira subtly rolled her eyes, even though they were hidden by her hood.
Mind-reading was such a curse.
"You good?" Bakugou thought. Staring down at Kira. "You've been acting weird since the pageant."
Kira looked up at him and shrugged. "I'm good." She said.
"You sure?" He asked. She knew she should probably talk about it with him... But how could she with so many people around? Right before training? If she did talk about it he'd be off his game. And if she said she wanted to talk later he'd be a nervous wreck. It would be best to just brush it off for now. Training wasn't any time for communication.
"Yeah, I just didn't sleep great last night." Kira sighed and stood up.
"Why not?" He asked. "Cus people or just... You."
"Because of fucking Midoriya and his stupid dreams." She said, saying the boys name loud enough to catch his attention.
"Huh?!" Deku asked, face red. "You saw that?!"
"Yeah I did. Obviously, it was annoying." Kira crossed her arms.
"SO THERES THE FAMOUS ONE A!!!!" Someone yelled. "Acting all over confident as usual!! Ahahahah!!!"
Kira glanced over at the approaching class, an enthusiastic blonde led their way. "Oh hey Monoma."
"Hi Kira." He nodded with a small smile, a drastic difference from how he addressed the rest of her class.
"Hey why are you nice to-"
"CHECK THIS OUT!!! We took a survey to see what people liked better at the festival!!" He snapped again, pulling out a sheet of paper. "YOUR PATHETIC ATTENPT AT BEING ROCKSTARS! Or our work of art theater production... We won by TWO VOTES!! HAHAHA!! how does it feel to lose?!"
"Wow two votes?" Kira said, Taking the price of paper. She looked up. "You know it doesn't count if you vote for yourself Right-"
"Did not!" He lied, laughing nervously. "IT DOESN'T MATTER THOUGH!!! We're gonna show you all once and for all whose the best!!" He said with a laugh.
"That's enough." Aizawa yawned.
"We'll have another student join us. Someone whose interested in transferring to the hero course." Vlad said, catching their attention.
"I wonder who it is?!"
"Hm... Another student?"
"Wait! Does that mean one of us will be transferred out?!"
"I hope it's another girl!"
"Interesting..."
A boy in the standard PE uniform walked up. Scratching the back of his neck. He was nervous, but he didn't make it easy for everyone to tell. He had eye bags just as big as Kira's and purple hair that went in every direction.
"This is Hitoshi Shinso."
A/N: Fan art!!
By OliviaRosewood314159
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