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Chapter 11 - Why Recovery Girl?


After the 'traumatic' experience, we get a vacation from school while they get a chance to buff up their system against someone who could teleport anywhere they want. Yeah, I don't know how they are going to do it. My only idea is a backup sensor that turns on when a signal is not being sent to them. They asked the support team for solutions, and that's what I said. Apparently, that was smart, and they are doing just that. That is such a simple idea! I'm supposed to be a dramatic person, not simplistic! UGH! I was forced out of my costume to take a shower in an attempt to get rid of the blood. The suit is screwed. I will be honest and say that the realization dawned on me on what the hell happened, and I got sick in there. Thankfully, the shower cleans it for you! Usually, when I get sick, I kind of start having a panic attack of some sorts? I think the only reason why I didn't start panicking is because I know I have shit to do.

I guess I found a temporary cure, at least.

Anyway, it's after class, so I headed off towards the medical wing only to get kicked out because Recovery Girl said, and I quote, "Aizawa needs to rest, not deal with an out-of-control kid."

. . .

Bitch, I can control myself! I will be coming back later to deal with that. Now, I'm going to socialize before I cause trouble, even if it's more of getting myself arrested. I head to Nezu's office before knocking on the door. I hear the rat's voice before coming in, seeing Nezu at his desk with a detective sitting across from him.

"Izuku, just the boy we need. Come sit! We need to question you!" I move to the chair beside the detective.

"You make this sound like this is going to be a drug party. Well, in your case, a tea party." I can't help but mutter. Despite everything, I am still able to say shit that would get me in trouble.

"You'd probably make something like that happen, huh Izuku?" You know it's bad when the principal is used to your shit.

"You know me so well, Nezu, now can I be introduced to the detective?" I ask as I face him. The detective turns to me before standing up and bowing.

"Detective Tsukauchi, Midoriya. Nice to meet you."

"First off, I refer to Izuku. Second, you can go ahead and get the cuffs on me now." I say this while turning around and putting my hands together. I can see the Detective's strange.

"I'm only here for answers, Izuku."

"Better get those handcuffs prepared then," I say as I sit down. The Detective looks at Nezu.

"Don't worry, that's how he normally is." Nezu supplies. He nods before looking at me.

"Do you mind if I record you?" Interesting. Typically, you can't record unless you have guardian's permission.

" I'm going to assume Nezu gave his permission to do this as long as he is in the room?" I see a nod, " Alright, then yes." The camera quickly set up to face us before being turned on.

"I'm going to need your name, occupation, and quirk." Detective Tsukauchi asks.

"Izuku Midoriya, U.A. Student, and I am quirkless." I watch him write something down as I lay back relaxed.

"I need you to explain the USJ attack as detailed as possible." I whistle before I speak.

"When I first walked into the USJ, I immediately felt that something was off. It's a gut-feeling you gain over time when you are bullied a majority of your life, so you know when you're going to get hit. Anyway, I noticed nobody was reacting, so I decided to check it out myself. On my helmet, I have a visor that has heat-sensory installed so you can find people through rubble and things of similar nature. I turned it on, and I saw people pretty much everywhere, but they were in a crouched down position like there were going to attack. I grabbed Aizawa's attention and asked him if there are suppose to be other people here. At that moment is when the mist came in, bringing the people in the center. Aizawa told us to step back and for Thirteen to guard us."

"The mist, who goes by Kurogiri and his second-in-command of the League of Villains, appeared to block our way out. I decided the best plan of action was to distract him while getting as much information as possible. Their goal is to kill All Might, but there doesn't seem much conviction after that. I then was asked if I would like to join the group, and I asked for the benefits. He said that they would do whatever they can to get what I would need for technology. However, there is lack of information on if they could actually get it or not, but based off of how well-planned this was, it could be possible. That is when Kurogiri teleported us around to separate us.

I ended up in the flood zone, where Tsu had to get me out of the water. Using my electric batons, I electrocuted the water to knock out all the men in it, but not enough to kill. If someone in there did die, they drowned themselves. Anyway, Tsu, Mineta, and I went back to the center to find Thirteen ripped in half with a few students panicking. At that time, they had already managed to get Iida through the door to get the teachers. That is when I heard Aizawa scream. He had finished the group in the center, but he was pinned by the creature called Nomu. It broke his arm in half. I used my mobility gear with my electric baton and sword to stab it in the exposed brain. When I pulled it, I noticed it trying to regenerate, so I did what I could. I put the baton at maxed and shoved it in the brain to kill it.

After that, the leader with a hand on his face started complaining that I beat it before it could fight All Might and tried to attack me, but I knocked him out. That's it for me. Oh, I got Aizawa out of there. Now, question time!" Jeez, I don't know how I am still stable right now, but I am! Detective Tsukauchi thinks for a moment.

"Can you describe Kurogiri based on what you know?"

"He is a literal black and purple mist. I'm going to assume his weakness is some sort of body hidden with the mist, but we never attacked him, so I don't know. Personality-wise, swell guy. Strangely enough, he was proper and acted mature despite being a villain. Oh, and his quirk is warp. I'm going to take a guess and say it's coordinate-base; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to get there."

"Hand-face?"

"Absolute opposite. I'm willing to bet my savings that Kurogiri is there to watch over him because he made a wild move attacking me. Pale blue hair, covered in hands, looks like a man-child. He came in his PJs, I swear. His neck is scratched up. I think he has a tic about scratching his neck. Looks like he had dry skin too. He made a lot of video game references, so I'm going to guess young adult. He is quick because I barely dodged him. Childish brat manner."

"What can you tell us about the Nomu?"

"You already know how it looks, but it follows the demands no matter what. Its quirk is regeneration because when I stabbed it, it started regenerating, but it could not completely because some of it burned from the electricity I put on the blade. Wait... that can't be just it! Thinking about it, when I pulled my sword out, all the remnants of electricity on the sword was gone. Normally, it would remain warm if I were to do that, but it was cool. It has to have another quirk. One that allows it to take damage like that, especially if it was meant for All Might, someone who can do a ton of damage. It was meant for purely quirks. I deny they took into the matter of support equipment."

The Detective pulls out a dried-blood covered baton that looks destroyed, him wearing gloves while doing so.

"How much power can this emit?"

"That depends what I set it at. The first hit I had it at the visible strongest it can go, which is the amount to knock the average person out without hurting them. The second time has a special sequence you have to do to get it to work. That has the strength to power a whole city for a minute. In fact, the insides are destroyed now, making it unusable."

"How come that is not in the record?"

"That was purely for emergencies like powering a building for evidence or something like that. If some random person gets a hold of that, all hell could break loose if they stab it to the ground."

"Why did you decide to use it against the Nomu?"

"That has to be human that has been experimented on based on the looks. I have no proof, but it is possible. I mean, there's no way in hell that it should look like that. It was following demands. I take full responsibility for whoever died in there, but it had to be painful in that form. Also, imagine anybody else going up against that? Let us be fair and say that All Might would have had trouble and would have powered through, probably taking a shit-ton damage itself without a problem."

"You're fine. You did it to protect your class and Aizawa-sensei. You're not going to get in trouble for that. You might be in minor trouble for the secret of the batons, but I can get you out of that because I understand why you would hide it. I think it's also to your benefit that none of the men in the water drowned, so you are good there too. They are all arrested now, thanks to you. You're also right on your theory. We tested the DNA and found it to be a previous minor-villain. I think we're all good. Thank you for your help Izuku." Detective Tsukauchi says as he turns off the camera, putting it up. "Thank you, Nezu, for your help."

"No problem, Detective!" The Detective leaves, leaving me with my sociopath teacher, " So what are you up to now?"

"Rethinking my life choices. Like, the day I cause trouble with the fucking Titanic theme song, I get stuck on the boat. Anyway, I need to go find someone to aggravate that is not a flipping genius." I stand up, hearing a chuckling Nezu as I walk out.

---

"Hizashi!"

"IZUKU!"

I dash into Hizashi's room as I try to run off the excess energy. He looks up, giving me a look-over as if he is looking for something.

"My God, you know how to give me a heart attack! Are you okay?" Hizashi asks.

"Yip yip! Nobody died!"

"Mentally, Izuku."

"Oh yeah! That went out the window a long time ago, darling! I'm going to hear it from Shouta, though."

"Why?"

"I kind of killed somebody in front of him, even if it needed to die." Silence. The next thing I know, I'm being pulled into a tight hug, " My God, no need to be so sad about it. I'm fine, Shouta is fine, we are fine." I get forced back, and Hizashi looks me directly in the eyes.

"Izuku, nobody can brush off killing somebody like that."

"There are more important things to worry about! Let me forget about what the hell happened at that moment, and worry about the fact that during the attack, I got teleported to a fucking ship." Hizashi switches back to his usual self.

He understands. Sometimes, it is better to forget for a while. We are easily amused children, after all, so we can forget for a little bit. I pull back from the hug because germs. He may be cleaner than Shouta, but still.

"Seriously?! The day we did the Titanic song. Dang, karma out for you!"

"Didn't last long. Anyway, you up to anything?"

"Pretending to be working. Why?" This man is me all the time during class.

"Well, I can't go home with Shouta in the medical wing. Like, I tried to get in there, and Recovery Girl told me that she doesn't need an out-of-control child in there," That makes Hizashi laugh," Is Nemuri still around?"

"Yeah, why?"

"What are the chances that she is pretending to work?"

"Equal to me."

"Time to go find her."

---

"NEMURI!" Hizashi and I scream in sequence as we slide into her office.

"Izuku!" She runs over to me, lifts me somehow, and gives me a tight squeeze.

"What about me?!" Hizashi complains.

"You were not part of a villain attack. Izuku was! You will get your attention later!" I can see the sad look on his face, so, despite my dislike towards it, I reach over and pat his head. I receive a broad smile with me returning one to him, " You okay, kid?"

"I'm fine, geez!" I tell her with an attitude in my voice.

"Hizashi?"

"He seems a bit grumpy. He seemed grumpy when he found me too."

"I'M NOT GRUMPY! THE ONLY THING I COULD BE GRUMPY ABOUT IS RECOVERY GIRL NOT LETTING ME IN!"

"That is exactly the reason!" Both of them exclaim.

"Okay, I may be a little worried about Shouta, but that is all!"

"You're more worried than Hizashi, which is an impressive feat." Nemuri points out.

"Shut up."

"It's cute, though! Izuku is worrying about Dadzawa!" Hizashi doesn't help one bit.

"I called this meeting here for a reason. I have no idea how long it will take to get him out of there, but I want to grab some clothes just in case. I want to go now since he is less likely to wake up now. Can y'all message me if he wakes up?"

"No problem, kid. You need someone to go with you?" Nemuri asks.

"No, I got this. You can both keep pretending you're working. I will be back in an hour." With that, I force Nemuri to drop me, and I leave while putting germ-x on.

I also just realized how much hair-gel is on Hizashi's head and damn. Is it really worth that much to be a troll?

---

I managed to get inside to grab a couple of outfits for him when I realized there are holes in a ton of his clothing items. I seriously wonder if he notices.

Probably not.

Anyway, it takes longer than I thought because I head to a nearby convenience store to pick up needles and thread. I'm not walking beside someone who looks like a trash bag. However, I arrive back eventually. Both Hizashi and Nemuri try to convince me to go home, but I'm not leaving, so they went to get food, so I don't starve myself. I tried to get into his room, only to be kicked out again.

Therefore, I am rebelling now. I'm sitting outside her office, in the hallway, on the shockingly clean floor stitching the holes back up. Thank God we made our costumes for our Titanic prank, or I would have no idea what I am doing.

I think I've been here a while because I get sushi from 7/11 dropped off to me along with water. Once again, I tell the squad I'm staying here. They don't bother trying to move me because I'm too stubborn for my own good and leave for home. I scarf down the food and realize that this place is creepy without people in it. But you want to know what's worse?

WHEN BLOODY FUCKING SHITTY LITTLE MIGHT ARRIVES!

He is walking down the hallway when he notices me on the floor.

"Midoriya, what a pleasant surprise to see you here!" Shove it up your ass, " May I ask what you are doing here?"

"I'm waiting for Shouta to wake up. Recovery Girl won't let me in because apparently 'I'm too hyper.'" I say the last part with heavy sarcasm. I he gives me a questionable look because I am stitching one of Shouta's shirts right now.

"Shouta?"

"Aizawa. We didn't know our family names till this year because I normally only refer to my given name." Kill him. I have no weapons on me. I need to make some now that I'm thinking about it. Yeah, Skinny Might is the only person here who refers to me by my family name. Maybe Recovery Girl now too.

"How is he doing?"

"He's resting now." I get a nod before Skinny Boy decides to sit beside me. I make sure there is three feet (0.9 meters) AT LEAST between us.

"Midoriya, I wanted to apologize after everything." This makes me stop what I'm doing, and I look up at him, " You proved me wrong. You can be a hero without a quirk. I heard about what happened, and only you were able to do anything because of what you build. I wish you were less reckless, but you knew what you were doing otherwise. I am proud of you, kid, and I am sorry for everything I have said before." I sigh. Guess I have to respond to him.

"All Might, let me be honest with you. I'm willing to forgive you because I know society shapes everyone into believing that fucking myth," Funny enough, he flinches at the curse," However, I'm still going to hold a grudge against heroes for being so narrow-minded. I will change that by making the floor we all stand on crumble below us. I want people to realize that you have a brain, not just a quirk. That day with Bakugo, they did nothing because they only relied on their quirks. That needs to change. Nobody needs to die because of stupidity...well, people are still going to die of stupidity, but not because of heroes hopefully." I look to see All Might look impressed?

"That is going to be an interesting sight to see, Young Midoriya. I wish you luck."

Alright, so All Might is off the shit list...for a minute. He gets up to go into the medical wing, and I expect Recovery Girl to kick him out EXCEPT HE DOESN'T GET KICKED OUT! HE REMAINS IN THERE! GOD DAMN IT, RECOVERY GIRL, YOU ON THE SHIT LIST TOO NOW! I go back to harshly stitching Shouta's shirt. Thank God I brought band-aids!

---

All Might did leave along with the rest of the teachers, meaning I am the watchdog for the nurse's office. I've been here for a couple of hours, and I fixed all of Shouta's clothes. Currently, I'm distracting myself by tinkering with my watch that I have no idea why I keep with me. To be fair, I think I'm going insane because my mind is having those unique thoughts again.

Then, the door open. EMO JESUS HAS ARRIVED!

I look up to see Aizawa at the doorway with a screaming Recovery Girl in the background. Both of his arms are fine, seemingly movable, though one is wrapped up a little bit. He looks down at me, and we lock eyes. I quickly get up, and the moment I do, he grabs me and pulls me into as tight of a hug as possible, causing me to crash against his chest. The screaming in the background stops.

"Shouta?" I ask softly for once in my damn life. To be honest, I didn't notice how much I was worried about him till now as I hugged him back with as much force.

"Shut up, Izuku..." I hear him murmur, but I am willing to accept that. We remain there for what seems like forever until Recovery Girl snaps out attention, but we stay hugging. I think we are both glaring down the woman.

Recovery Girl sighs, " You really found somebody, Aizawa. He remained out there the whole time. I was afraid he would wake you up. Anyway, rest and don't go on patrol. Izuku, I'm expecting you to watch over him."

"Midoriya," I growl. I'm still pissed off with her. Aizawa sighs as he pulls back from the hug, ignoring her as I grab his stuff, and we walk off. We remain side-by-side for the walk home.

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