Part 6

It's been two days since the battle trails and they're already making us go on a field trip, yay. We arrived at the Usj a few minutes ago, and Pro Hero 13 has already explained what we're doing, rescue missions, or simulations of them.

Aizawa was just about to say something when a portal opened behind them and almost 20 villains stepped out, Aizawa told us to run but we were hesitant, especially me, I can't lose another parent.

We all began to run but were stopped by a villain, he covered us in this black dust, when it finally cleared, more than half the class was gone. I looked to see where they had gone and it seemed he had scattered them across the different simulations for an ambush of some kind.

I turned to see Aizawa taking on all of those villains at once, I can't lose him. I raced towards the crowd of villains, pulling out my dad's dagger. I skidded to a stop in front of a tall buff man, he swung his hand but I swung my dagger and clipped it on his knuckles, as I activated my quirk the man went still, then fell to the ground, unable to move.

I went through at least five villains before I fell to my knees, all of them limp but terrified and lying on the ground.

"Akari what are you doing, get back up there with the other students!" Aizawa ordered, but I refused, I know I'm going to pass out again, maybe die. But I'd rather die with Aizawa than watch another parent die.

"I'm not losing another parent, you hear me, you're all I have left!" I screamed, the shock on his face made me smile as the whole world turned sideways and then went dark.

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my body jolted awake as the repetitive nightmare ended. "can't I just have one day without that stupid dream.'' I grumbled to no one in particular. I turned to look out the window when I realized where I was, the school infirmary.

"Hey, Akari are you alright?" I heard a familiar voice ask. "Aizawa, I'm fine. I just want to get out of here," I said, jumping from the bed. I stumbled to my knees, my head spinning, and my vision blurring for a second.

Aizawa pulled me up, my vision clearing. "why don't you just stay in bed." Aizawa suggested. I swung my gaze to him, my nostrils flared, he knows how much I hate places like this.

"ok, ok, let's go then," he said. I had just realized Aizawa was covered in bandages. "what the hell happened?!? Are you gonna be ok?!?!" I questioned, my mind filling with worry and fear.

"I'm ok now, a lot happened after you passed out, and before you ask, all of your classmates are fine," Aizawa answered. Honestly, I don't care if my classmates are ok or not, I don't know them so why should I care.

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I and Aizawa arrived home, and I immediately ran to the kitchen for some food. I was starving because I had this bright idea to skip breakfast this morning.

My eyes widened as I remembered that tomorrow was my birthday. Why do I have to remember that now, I might as well just forget about it, it's not like I ever really celebrated after dad died.

I walked up the stairs to my room, I felt dizzy so I thought I should lie down for a while. I stumbled into the room, it was hot and sticky but i didn't care. I collapsed onto the bed and immediately fell asleep.

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The candles to my 12th birthday cake were the only source of light as my dad, Aizawa and Shinso sang Happy Birthday. I always thought that it was a stupid and pointless song, i thought birthdays were pointless altogether. But my dad loved them, so I always went along with it.

I let a hard breath out through my mouth and the candles didn't blow out, why weren't they blowing out? I could hear my dad giggling as I continued to blow out the candles, but they just wouldn't budge.

"DAD!! What did you do!!" I yelled. My dad was now rolling on the floor, tears in his eyes. Aizawa and Shinso were chuckling, "Were you guys in on it too!?" I shouted at the two sleepy-eyed males.

"No, they weren't, but come on kid, you gotta admit. It was just a little bit funny." my dad said, still giggling like a little kid. "Maybe a little bit but still, I want some cake." I pouted. The candles had gone out on their own so my little pouty face disappeared pretty quick.

My dad handed me a slice of chocolate cake, my favorite kind of cake. The chocolate was delicious and was so full of flavor I had to have another slice.

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I wiped the tear from my face, adjusting the tight turtleneck under my school uniform. Why do birthdays even exist, they're pointless.

I walked into the kitchen to find a box and a note on the kitchen counter. The note read:

I know how much you hate birthdays but i wanted to get you something. Happy birthday Kari,

-Aizawa

I chuckled at the note, he didn't forget. I opened the box to find a shining new blade, a switchblade to be exact. The hilt was red, my favourite colour and the steel blade was a shining silver that glittered in the morning sun.

I stuffed the blade into my pants pocket as I headed off to school. I can't tell anyone what day it is, well it's not like anyone will find out. I don't talk to anyone so i should be fine.

I also think I might visit my dad's grave today. I haven't in almost three years because my aunt refused to let me go after I came home crying the first time I visited. I don't know why she hated my dad so much, he was so loving and caring, a goofball too. But what was she so afraid of, was she afraid of him and me?

I shook the thought away as I stopped in front of the school, Shinso walking towards me, he opened his mouth to speak but I stuck my hand up. "I swear to god if you say it, I will one; punch you, and two; i might start bawling my eyes out." he threw his hands up in defeat and smiled, pulling me into a hug.

"I got you something." he said in my ear. "You too. I thought it was only Aizawa." I complained as he pulled away, passing me a small box. I looked at him with a 'you didn't have to you know' face. "Just open it." he said, tapping the small box.

I opened the lid and found a silver locket laid across the green velvet inside. "Open it." he said again. I pulled out the locket and released the clasp on the locket, it snapped open and revealed two pictures, one of me and my dad laughing at who knows what, and another of my mother on the day i was born, cradling me in her arms.

I felt a hot tear run down my face, "Shinso, you made me cry, thank you." I said as he clasped the necklace around my neck. "You're welcome. I have to get to class so I'll talk to you later ok?" he said, I nodded and hurried into the school.

The bell rang as I slumped into my chair and Aizawa entered the room, he began explaining what was going to happen in two weeks, the Sports Festival. I used to watch those every year with my dad, he even showed me recordings from when he was in the sports festival.

But now I hate them, I can't stand watching them. I just hope I don't do well enough to make it into the tournament part.

Aizawa had left the room for a few minutes and all i could hear was bakugou bragging about how he was going to win. "Shut it, you dumbfuck explosive maniac," I mumbled, assuming no one had heard me, but I was wrong. Katsuki Bakugou was standing, towering over my desk, glaring at me.

"If looks could kill I think she would be dead at least five times over." I heard someone whisper over the silence that had now fallen over the classroom. "What did you call me Mutey?" Bakugou asked as I got to my feet, our eyes met as I said; "I called you a dumbfuck explosive maniac." his face went red with anger, "What makes you think that mutey?!?" he yelled, spitting in my face.

"Because you're narcissistic, you always feel the need to be better than everyone, i could go on and on but i don't feel like continuing,'' I said, slumping back into my seat. The classroom was still silent as I felt Bakugou's fist connected with my face.

I was flung across the room, knocking over a few desks and chairs in the process. Pain shot through my head as the blood flowed down the back of my neck. "I warned you on the first day of middle school what would happen if you did something like this again," I said, my anger pulsing through my veins.

"Well I think it's bullshit!" he retorted back. I checked my nails to see how sharp they were, they were enough to break the skin at least. Bakugou charged towards me, tiny explosives melting off his hands.

Just a second before he could hit me, I stepped to the side, grabbing his held out hand. I squeezed his wrist, his blood dripped onto the floor. I quickly released his arm and pushed him back. A sly smile crept on my face as Bakugou hissed in pain, I rubbed my fingers together, my quirk activating and Bakugou slumped to the ground.

Fear and frustration were all over his face as he struggled to move, I used my quirk to raise him to a standing position. The whole class was silent, I let out a long sigh, and wiped Baugous blood off my hand, deactivating my control on his body.

"Mr.Aizawa!" Midoriya yelled in surprise and worry. I turned to face him, he gave me a nod and turned to Bakugou. "Can someone tell me what happened here, and why," Aizawa asked but no one answered.

I decided to break the silence, "I provoked Bakugou by calling him a dumbfuck explosive maniac, I thought it would be fun to mess with him so I dug my nails into his arm, you can guess what happened next." i said in my raspy, but serious tone of voice.

"Who punched first?" Aizawa asked, Bakugou began to speak but I cut him off, "I did sir." Bakugou was in shock and so was the rest of 1-A. "Detention tonight, for both of you. I will be calling your parents." I stiffened at the mention of parents, I shot a glare towards Aizawa and he glared back.

I know it was just something a teacher says after a fight occurs but he knows my parents are dead so why be insensitive?

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I hopped down the steps of the school, the street lamps lighting up the sidewalk. The breeze blowing my hair back. Bakugou had left 30 minutes before me so I luckily was able to walk by myself.

I clutched onto the locket that I got from Shinso and I don't know why but I just started crying. I don't know why but the thought of my mother and father standing here with me made my sobs grow louder.

I collapsed to my knees in front of some random house, cursing at myself. I can't stop crying, why though? They have already gone so why cry when it's been so long. Get yourself together Akari, what are you doing?

I wiped my face, I saw a flash of light out of the corner of my eye, I turned to see someone standing in the doorway of their house. Who was that?

The person stepped out into the cold night air, I jumped to my feet and pulled out my switchblade. The person stopped in their tracks, a familiar voice said; "Mutey? What the hell are you doing crying outside my house." it was bakugou, shit!

I bolted down the street towards Aizawa's. How could I embarrass myself like that in front of him?