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Also, this chapter is more about her interacting with others. Let's face it guys, the series has so many time skips that I can add in projects that make her work with others and stuff. Also, I'm going to lost a little poll thing at the end for if you want her paired with anybody. I'll probably do a little fluff scene with some of the characters, but I won't warn you when. I'll have to see whether or not you recognize it!

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"I lose Aizawa-sensei."

Dread bubbled up in my stomach from the words. My training...it's all been so useless. My bangs shadowed my eyes as I bit my lip in frustration.

"You were good."

I froze. Good? Who was he trying to kid? I laughed mirthlessly at the statement.

"I did horrible Aizawa-sensei. Please stop joking." I said afterwards. He sighed, and ran a hand through his scruffy hair.

"Kid, you did a lot better than a majority of the class. You went against a professional, who is similar to you in terms of abilities. If anything, I would say you did fine."

My jaw dropped at his explanation. Don't get me wrong I feel happy that he said all of those things, but the fact that he gave me some sort of motivational speech? That's just...wow. I must have really earned a place in this guys heart or something.

"Even then Aizawa-sensei, I've trained for years - around seven years to be exact - and I'm only at this level. That's not good, you and I can both tell that much." I sighed, crossing my arms. He sighed again in response.

"That's not true. You have trained yourself in hand-to-hand combat, swords, firearms, and explosives. You're doing fine right now. Just go at the pace you're going, and you should be fine." he responded, walking off. I fell silent as I trailed after him. He's a professional hero, maybe his response would be fine. But I feel a sense of uneasiness growing within me. I feel like something bad is going to happen soon, like it's going to hit me in the face when I least expect it. I need to up my schedule more for sure.

We walked out to the area outside of the stadium, where I saw Bakugou sneering at me. Waves of fury hit me almost immediately upon seeing his barbaric face. He sauntered up to me, a smirk etched on his face.

"Looks like you did lose, just like I thought you would you quirk-less crap." he stated smugly, getting in my face. His blood red eyes glared into mine with amusement at my loss. I clenched my hands into fists, getting the urge to punch him in the face. I glanced over at Aizawa-sensei, asking for silent permission to punch him. Aizawa-sensei looked towards my fist, then me, then Bakugou before nodding. I smirked, and socked him straight in the face. A loud crack was heard as Bakugou stumbled back, blood flowing out of his nose. Some of the class gasped, while others stared at the scene with either shock or slight happiness. Bakugou growled at me as I kept smirking.

"This supposed 'quirk-less crap' you call me, is such a shitty insult. You didn't go against a teacher; you merely went against somebody who was an amateur at using their quirk. You went against students, and lost. I went against an actual hero, and lost. There's a significant difference in these losses you piece of shit. So before you go talking all high and mighty towards everyone, get a fucking reality check." I spat, glaring at him.

Everyone stared at the scene with unreadable expressions by the end, excluding Aizawa-sensei and All Might. Aizawa-sensei's face had a smirk painted upon it, his dark eyes glistening. All Might just stared at the scene with his giant smile on his face, but I saw his eye twitch. Is he irritated or something?

"The freak's a bully also! She can't seem to take a loss!" I heard someone shout. My smile fell as the others joined in, saying I was a baby for not being able to say that Bakugou was right. I gritted my teeth in frustration, the surreality of the situation getting to me. I've done nothing to them, yet they seek to hurt me. There's no reason too! So why!?!

"G-Guys, just lay off of her a little!" I heard someone shout. I scanned the group of malicious teenagers, and found Midoriya looking a bit anxious. I guess he was the one that said that.

"Midoriya, she's a freak! A quirk-less freak of nature!" I heard someone yell. Well, now I've confirmed it was him. These people are coming up with new names for me everyday.

"J-Just because she's quirk-less doesn't mean she's a freak!" I heard a familiar voice pipe up. I saw that it was Uraraka who had spoken up this time. She was trembling slightly, a blush on her cheeks. I gaped at them. I know Uraraka probably doesn't remember me, but still...the girl really hasn't lost her heart yet.

"Cut it out! This type of behavior among you all is unacceptable! If you strive to be heroes, then act right!" All Might bellowed. Even though he had a grin on his face, it's actually really scary. It seemed almost psychotic in a way. I did appreciate the help and all, but still...this isn't going to stop them.

They all fell silent in that moment however, seemingly reflecting on their actions. But I knew better. People like them just need to have the slightest reminder to get them back into it unless they realized it themselves. I sighed, and nodded towards All Might. It seemed he got the message since he nodded back. He then clapped his hands.

"Now, for you all to review the battles that have taken place!"

That was when he went off, and started to review everyone's actions during the test. We started off with Midoriya's group, where Iida had done the best logically. I would have stepped in again with Yaoyorozu, but I decided against it. They would all gang up on me again afterwards if I did, and this all has irritated me enough already.

We eventually got to Aizawa-sensei's and I's. At this point, everyone shot smug looks at me as I took my place in front of the crowd of students like everyone else did. Aizawa-sensei stood by All Might, who stared between the two of us with an analyzing gaze. This man seems to be the only one I can't read clearly...this is troublesome.

"Now," All Might started off. He glanced over at me before looking back at the students.

"It's obvious that Aizawa was the more experienced one in this battle, so I will not bother asking about that...but as a student, Kisaragi did well. Under these circumstances in battle, both of them had to use their wits more than any of you did. She paid attention to her surroundings during battle, much like Iida did. For that, I say that both Iida and Kisaragi were the best students in this exercise."

I was stunned at the outcome. I laughed internally. This man is truly unpredictable in some ways. I glanced over at Aizawa-sensei, who gave me a thumbs-up. My lip quirked up a bit in reply, just the slightest bit happy about the outcome.

Okay, I lied. I was really happy, but can you really say I can't be?

"Now, head back to the changing room!"

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So, now it was lunch. I looked around the classroom, watching everyone hanging around each other's desks, or leave to go to the canteen. I was sitting and taking out my lunch, when I remembered the invitation I got from the 1-B kids. I pondered about it for a bit.

Nobody would care, and I'm sitting around doing nothing. Nobody would bother to come over to another classroom to bother me either, and I can stretch my legs. It's a good situation to put myself in. I hurriedly packed my lunch, and walked out of the room. I sighed in relief, walking through the quiet hallway. The tiled floor helped release a series click's from my shoes as I walked to my destination.

When I arrived at the said classroom, I stared at the door blankly. It looked no different than the 1-A room, but it had a different vibe to it. A much friendlier vibe. I took a deep breath, and opened the door. I scanned the room, spotting an iconic blonde ponytail. I walked over to the trio that was sitting, and tapped Itsuka-san on the shoulder. She whipped around, her green eyes widening upon sight of me.

"Is it okay if I sit with you guys? Itsuka-san, Neito-san, Tetsu-san?" I questioned. Itsuka-san nodded, a smile on her face as she pulled over a chair. Neito-san and Tetsu-san greeted me as I thanked Itsuka-san, and sat down. I got out my lunch almost immediately after, and listened in on the conversation they were having. I had already started eating, when the conversation turned kind of...weird I suppose.

"Wait, you cook!?! Tetsutetsu, cooking!?!" Neito-san laughed maniacally. Tetsu-san had a light blush on his face as he hit Neito-san's shoulder.

"Shut up! You don't have to yell it to the world!" he exclaimed in embarrassment. I looked at Tetsu-san questioningly.

"Why do you seem so embarrassed by that Tetsu-san? I think it's a great thing." I inquired, furrowing my brow. He looked down, hiding his face with his hair.

"T-Thanks Kisaragi-san." he replied. I smiled slightly.

"If it helps...I have a talent for burping."

The three of them looked at me questioningly.

"Not a quirk, it's just something I can do. I can burp by swallowing air." I said, shrugging since it was nothing. It really was nothing to be honest.

"Oh really now? Let's see if you can beat me!" Tetsu-san challenged. I smirked, putting my chopsticks down.

"You're on."

I saw the two blondes beside us sweat-drop or laugh at us. I think you can tell who did which action.

"I'll go first! Watch the master!" my new hard-headed friend announced pompously. By the way, the hard-headed thing was a pun. I know his quirk, that's why. Do you get it? No? Alright then...I'll just shut up now...

Tetsu-san stood there for a minute, pure concentration etched on his face. By now, we had attracted the entire class's attention. I was surprised at the fact that they gathered around us to be honest. My thoughts were interrupted by a burp echoing throughout the classroom. I looked back at Tetsu-san, and saw him standing proudly, high-fiving some of his fellow classmates.

"I give him a 7. There wasn't much gusto to it...it's proof he will never win against those snobs in 1-A!" Neito-san declared. Itsuka-san raised her hand to hit him in the back of the neck, until he added on something that made her stop her assault.

"Except Kisaragi-san. She's not a snob like the rest of them." he added on. I stared at him in shock as Itsuka-san put her hand down.

"I will spare your life this time Neito-san."

"Thanks for the compliment Neito-san. I appreciate it." I thanked him. I saw his cheeks turn slightly pink as he looked away.

"I-It's nothing but the truth." he muttered. My eyes widened in realization at what this could mean.

...bloody fucking tsundere number two.

Itsuka-san then quickly cut in, a smile on her face as she held up a sign with the number 8 on it.

"I give Tetsutetsu-san an eight! He did magnificently! He just...he was missing the gusto that Neito-san was talking about..."

Tetsu-san looked at them for a mere second before exploding in anger.

"What gusto!?! Damn it, I put my heart and soul into that burp!" he screeched out dramatically. All of us started laughing at the scene of Tetsu-san being depressed. In here I felt so happy...it was a nice feeling. I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned to find one of the other students from 1-B. She had big blue eyes, and long white hair. She was around my height, and she seemed to be a kind person by the looks of her. But last time when I judged by looks...well, Class 1-A happened.

"What do you need?" I questioned her bluntly. She gazed at me with a look of awe on her face. I furrowed my brow at her as she started to blush lightly. She whipped her head down, and started to fidget with her hands.

"I-I'm R-Rur-ri V-V-Vix." she introduced shakily. I stared at her, chuckling a bit. She's so cute!

"It's okay Ruri-san, I don't bite." I stated, my gray eyes scanning her form. She was petite, and didn't appear to have much muscle on her. Maybe her quirk has something to do mentally?

"Y-Y-You-ur K-Kisarag-gi-san, r-right?" she stuttered out. I nodded my head, sighing in irritation. This was going to be another case of 'You're-a-bitch-aren't-you?'

Let it begin.

Ruri's blue eyes shifted around the floor in what I could only detect to be nervousness. I kept staring at her - expecting the worst - until I heard her question.

"C-C-Can I be your friend!?!" she shouted loudly; Loud enough for the entire class to fall silent, and forget about the burping competition. A lot of them stared at the scene in shock. I looked around, spotting Tetsu-san gazing at the scene with a grin. Itsuka-san and Tetsu-san both motioned for me to go on. I looked back at her, finding her face as red as Spain and Romano's tomatoes from Hetalia.

"I have no problems with this, but I must know one thing Ruri-san." I said, eyeing her. She looked up at me, and nodded.

"Why do you want to be my friend? I'm not exactly the best person." I questioned her. She fidgeted a bit as the rest of the class whispered. My eye twitched in annoyance. Really? Why does everybody keep whispering around me?

She stayed silent for another minute, until she looked me in the eyes with confidence. I felt a bit stunned at the look she was giving me, considering the fact that she was shy beforehand. She turned back to being flustered almost immediately afterwards however, almost making me face-palm. I felt the need to hug her at the same time because of her sheer cuteness, making me confused of my own feelings towards the stranger. She soon looked up at me again, this time with less confidence than before.

"I-I admire you."

Eh?

"I-I saw h-how y-you pu-punched th-that boy t-today...I-I-I thought it was super cool!" she continued, talking super fast at the end with her eyes shut tightly. My jaw-dropped. How did she see that!?!

"H-How do you know that!?! I mean, you and the others weren't there, so it doesn't make sense!" I replied in a rushed tone.

"Well," my blonde female friend chirped pleasantly. "We were assigned to do the trial of battle after you, so when we started to walk over there, we saw the entire thing. We also heard the entire conversation between you two."

Well, that explains it. I sighed, looking back at the shy girl. She doesn't seem like that bad of a person. I patted her snowy head, ruffling her hair a bit.

"I would be happy to be your friend Ruri-san."

Her face lit up in happiness, a large grin gracing her face. She nodded quickly, her eyes shut as she grinned with a light blush. I chuckled a little at her attitude. She's so adorable! I can't hold back anymore!

"You're so adorable!" I squealed, hugging her. She let out a cry of surprise as Itsuka-san and some of the others agreed.

"She really is cute!"

"I'd have to say she's one of the cutest girls in class!"

"Ruri-chan, please go out with me!"

The various remarks about the shy girl in my arms hit her like a bullet. She started to blush uncontrollably, steam coming out of her ears as other girls joined me in cuddling the cute girl. After we were done cuddling and complimenting her, we backed off to reveal a red-faced Ruri-san with swirled eyes and steam still coming out of her ears. We all busted out laughing at the new idol of Class 1-B, who was possibly the cutest of them all at this point.

The rest of lunch was spent with Ruri-san and I bonding with the trio I first met, with all of us having fun. I smiled and laughed more than usual, which surprised me a bit. I mean, I didn't expect to get along with them so well, you know? They attempted to come up with a nickname for me, which ended up with me being called 'Ki-chan.' Soon enough, I looked down at the time, and noticed that there were five minutes until lunch ended. I quickly got up after that, packing up and bidding the others a quick farewell.

"Bye guys!" I called as I left the classroom, waving to them.

"Bye Ki-chan!" they chorused, waving back. I smiled again, and started to walk down the hall back to my class. The more I walked, the more I realized something. I felt so elated when I walked out from Class 1-B, yet the more I walk towards the door to Class 1-A, the more the feeling goes away. My smile died as I got closer to the door. I stood in front of the door, no smile on my face.

I stayed in front of the door, staring at it. This time when I stood in front of a classroom door, I didn't feel a friendly vibe.

No, not at all.

I felt the purest essence of animosity leaking through that door; a deadly vibe that I knew was targeted towards me. I stared at the door more before grabbing the handle tightly. I glared at the door with determination after that. And that determination that I'm talking about? It's the determination to not go down without a fight. I'm not getting out of this class so easily, no matter what they throw at me; I won't let them win this fight.

I smiled to myself, and threw open the door. I walked in right when the bell rang, making Aizawa-sensei look over at me with a raised brow. I looked at the class, whose happy faces turned stoic or shocked once they saw me. News flash kids:

You can kiss my ass, because I don't care.

"I apologize for being late Aizawa-sensei. I was in Class 1-B during lunch, and one of the students needed help with something." I stated. Aizawa-sensei nodded in approval.

"No problem Kisaragi-san. You came right in time, so just take your seat." he replied. I nodded back, and started to walk to my seat. I sat down in my seat, and took out my notebook from my bag.

When I set down my notebook on my desk however, I noticed a note upon it. I looked up at the board quickly, taking note of the fact that it was science that was being taught. My gaze shifted back to the folded piece of notebook paper on my desk. I already knew the lesson, and it's not like the situation could get any worse at the moment. At most, it's probably an insult. I grabbed the piece of paper, and unfolded it under my desk quietly.

Kisaragi-san, could you please meet me after-school in the nurses office at 3:30? I have something important to tell you.

- Midoriya Izuku

I looked up at Yato's döppelganger afterwards, who failed to notice me reading a note. I mentally sighed, folding the note back up and placing it in my pocket. Oh how I'm glad there's not a döppelganger of Yukine here. I looked at Midoriya out of the corner of my eye, who was shifting nervously in his seat. I guess he's anxious to know whether or not I'll come. I started to doodle in my notebook as I pondered about the issue.

Midoriya has no reason to talk to me. He seems to be the type to cave under peer pressure, yet he stood up for me back there. Midoriya himself is an interesting person when I think about it. As I wondered about the boy named Midoriya Izuku, I realized that he was very different to me in terms of personality.

He would most probably sugar-coat things; I would not.

He would cave under peer pressure; I would not.

But that doesn't mean there aren't things in common. I just don't know him well enough to point them out. The ring of the bell broke my chain of thought, sending me into overdrive. I packed up and left quickly, thinking about why he would want me there. There's still nothing he should have to talk to me about. It can't be a confession because we barely know one another. It can't be an insult, not after he stood up for me. It can't be a secret either because he doesn't trust me enough...or does he?

He seems a bit like the gullible type, but he wouldn't fall for any old trick. If that's not the right word, then I guess the word over-trusting would be correct. Even so, he's the popular kid. He probably meant for the meeting to be secret since he realized this, hence the time. But a note? Somebody must have seen him put it there. This could be a huge set-up!

Upon reaching the entrance to the nurses office, I checked the time on my phone. It was 15:15, or 3:15 in the afternoon for those who don't know. I walked in, and spotted the nurse from the entrance exam. I bowed, and greeted her.

"Midoriya-kun is coming here to meet you, right?" she asked me, a knowing smile on her face. I nodded in response.

"I don't know why he wants me here though. I'm starting to think that this is an elaborate set-up." I replied, pacing back and forth. The nurse just sighed before sitting back at her desk. I went back to thinking why he would want to meet me here again. I doubt it's an offer to friendship, so it's not that. Maybe he's come to declare that he actually really hates me?

Before I could think of anything further, I abruptly ran into something hard, sending me falling backwards. My eyes widened in surprise. I let my guard down for second, and I run into something! Ugh. I closed my eyes, ready for impact with the cold, hard ground. The minute I fell to the ground, I felt a sharp pain to the back of my head, and I recalled all the times that I had been knocked down. Only this time, it felt different.

I didn't just feel the cold, hard ground. I felt a warm weight above me that pressed me against the ground. Confused, I opened up my eyes and looked down at where the rest of my body was. I found another body on top of me, and a bushel of dark green hair next to me. I heard the bush groan as it rolled off of me, revealing a freckled face that was contorted in pain. I paled, realizing it to be the person I had been thinking about for the last hour.

"Midoriya-san! Sorry about that! I was lost in thought and-"

"It's okay Kisaragi-san, I understand. It was an accident on both of our parts, so I apologize as well." he replied, rubbing his forehead. I observed that his forehead was red and bleeding a little, and instantly got up from my previous position. I rubbed the back of my head as I held out a hand for him.

"Need help?" I asked, waving my hand slightly. He nodded and took my hand, letting me help him up. My lip twitched upwards slightly. At least he views me as normal enough to take my hand.

"Thanks Kisaragi-san." he said, a small smile on his face as he looked at me.

"No problem." I replied curtly. I looked around the room, only to find the nurse not there anymore. I guess she left while I was pacing. I then started looking through cabinets and drawers for antiseptic, while rubbing the back of my head, where the pain pulsated from my already forming bruise.

"Um, Kisaragi-san, what are you looking for?" Midoriya-san inquired as I went through another cabinet. I scanned the shelf, finding the band-aids, gauze and antiseptic there. I held the three items up as I replied back.

"These. You're bleeding you know." I stated, walking back to him. His hand shot up to his face, feeling the red liquid on his forehead. I sighed at the sight.

"Just sit down on a bed. I'll fix it up for you." I instructed, swiping the cotton swabs from the nurses desk as I walked over. He nodded meekly as I laid the materials down on a nearby table. I put the antiseptic on the cotton swab, and started to disinfect the wound silently. Neither of us bothered to speak; I felt awkward with it to be honest. Halfway through cleaning up the blood, I broke it.

"Why did you call me out here?" I questioned him. He was still silent as I finished cleaning it up. I inspected the wound a bit more, then handed him gauze.

"Hold it against your wound for a little bit." I murmured, grabbing box of band-aids. He did as asked, looking down at the ground. We both fell silent for a little bit, until he eventually spoke up.

"I was born without a quirk." he started off, still not looking at me in the eyes. I stared at him in disbelief almost instantaneously. He has super strength, and - granted he's clearly an amateur with it - that could not have happened one random day after he was born without it.

"Even the doctors said it wasn't possible for me to gain a quirk. But one day, some time back, I met All Might."

I quietly listened further to the story. If even the doctors said so, then how is it possible? It couldn't be a recessive gene that suddenly enabled him to to gain super strength one day!

"He explained to me that his quirk wasn't truly his own. He had gained it from someone else, who had it passed down to him/her, and so on. Then, he passed it down onto me. So All Might's quirk is slowly going away as it transfers to me. I know it sounds unbelievable, but-"

"It's fine. I believe you." I interrupted, pulling his hand away from his face. I saw that the bleeding had stopped, and bandaged the cut. To be honest, that kind of makes sense as to why All Might disappeared and reappeared during classes and what-not.

"It explains some things that I found peculiar about you. It also helps explain Bakugou's attitude towards you." I continued, patting the bandage. I saw him relax a little after that. I sighed afterwards, still not having my question answered.

"But that doesn't help explain why you wanted to tell me this."

He fell silent for a second, and turned flustered from what I could tell. I sat down beside him, noticing that he was tensing back up.

"Look, if you don't want to tell me why, then that's fine." I said, sighing afterwards.

"N-No, that's not it! I'm just trying to f-figure out how to word it!" he explained hastily. I raised an eyebrow at him in suspicion, but stayed seated. He inhaled deeply, almost as if he was preparing himself. I paid attention quietly as he started to speak.

"I-I just wanted to tell you that - um -" he paused for a bit, then blushed lightly. I motioned for him to keep going. I'm getting kind of impatient.

"I-I only went along with the bullying at first because I was jealous."

Eh? What's with this crap of admiration and jealousy today? I swear to god, maybe I'll get a confession by the end of today! Haha, that actually can't happen...nobody here actually knows me well enough to like me...

"I was jealous of how you stood up to bullies like it was nothing. I was jealous of your strength - your will - to be more specific. I was jealous of how I wasn't like you before I got my quirk, and I just-"

He sighed, a look of disappointment and shame on his face. His eyes reflected pain as he looked down. He covered his face with his hands.

"I released that out on you before this, and I feel guilty for it. I wanted to try and make it up to you by doing what I should've done in the first place, which was to stick up for you. I'm sorry for what I've done Kisaragi-san, I really am."

When he finished, I stared at him in awe. Dude just earned my respect here. I mean, it was mean of him to do it, but he did try and make it up to me. He also apologized for it, and he let me in on a really surprising secret of his. He started to tremble slightly, and I heard a slight sniffle come from him. My gray eyes widened in shock.

Oh sweet Mother Teresa on the hood of a Mercedes Benz, he's crying!

Startled, I quickly started thinking about ways to comfort him. I guess I can try talking...? I'm not good with crying people, okay!

"U-Uh, d-don't cry, it's totally fine. I mean,"

Commence awkward pause.

"Y-You did stick up for me, and you did apologize, so we're fine. Just - uh - please stop crying?"

My attempt failed as the crying became louder. Oh shit. Think, think, think! As I thought about what to do, I heard his sniffles increase again. Agh! No! Don't cry Midoriya-san!

Out of instinct, I just kind of...slapped him? He stopped crying for a bit, and looked up at me with fear in his dark green eyes. I flinched at that gaze. That was the gaze I gave when I was younger and the kids had started to bully me. I hardened my gray eyes at him, and decided that I couldn't speak awkwardly anymore at this point.

"Shut up and stop crying Midoriya-san. I already said that you're fine now." I stated sternly. He looked down, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple as his eyes fell down and focused on his lap. I growled, grabbed his head, and yanked it around. My gray eyes met his dark green ones, recognizing fear within them. My grip on his head softened then, and I decided to speak in a softer tone.

"I forgive you Midoriya-san, and also...sorry for slapping you. It's just that you had seemed to start crying more when I was only talking, so I used something else." I explained, releasing his freckled face and scratching the back of my neck awkwardly. He stared at me with confusion in his eyes before chuckling. I looked at him questioningly, my brow furrowing.

"The heck is so funny?" I asked, crossing my arms. He shot me a shaky smile as he answered my question.

"You just...you seem like an interesting person Kisaragi-san." Midoriya-san replied, chuckling a little at the end. I cracked a slight smile at the dark green-haired boy, chuckling a little back at him.

"As do you Midoriya-san, as do you."

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I feel like this wasn't my best work. I apologize if it wasn't good. But, going off of this...

Was it good, or bad? If it was bad, then do tell me what I could've done wrong. If not, then I'm glad you may have enjoyed the chapter! I'm halfway through the other one since I stole a part from the next chapter and put it in here for updating late. Hence why it's a bit awkward, which I will try and fix, don't worry!

With that...
Rager101, out~