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                   ——Himikos past ——

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Tears slowly fell from Himiko’s face as she walked down the road, her parents were making her walk back to the house alone again. The bitter air nips at her nose and ears as she walks in the dark, they often did this making her walk home from the park when she did something “hellish” This time it wasn’t even her fault, in fact she didn’t even try to drink the pretty bird's blood, she brought it straight to her parents to try to help it. 

Something had hurt the poor thing. It was lying in the garden chirping so loudly, it looked so helpless and cute. Himiko had thought of just sinking her fangs into the soft fluffy flank of the bird, in fact she really wanted to, the thought made her fangs ache with want. However she knew it would make her parents mad so instead she tried to help it. That would surely make her parents happy! Right?

But no, here she was walking back home from the park, not a short walk mind you, this walk often took Himiko 30 minutes to an hour and a half depending on how much she wanted to go home. And tonight Himiko didn’t want to go home. After all she knew what came next, her father would yell at her till she cried then he would lock her in her room for the rest of the night. He didn’t hit her though he only ever hit her when she had blood on her, it didn’t matter if it was her own blood or not. They always assumed it was something else’s blood. 

Himiko really didn’t want to be screamed at tonight. Not when she had managed to control herself, but now she felt even more confused. Her parents hadn’t even tried to listen to her.

“Am I really just that evil? 

That even when I try to be good they can’t see it? 

Did I actually save the bird or was it actually my fault it got hurt? 

Why can’t I be a good girl like mommy and daddy want? Why am I a monster? 

I loved the bird but I chose not to show my love. 

Why? 

Why can’t I show my love? 

Does everyone hide their true feelings?”

Himiko’s mind was racing, her soul felt heavy as she continued to walk closer and closer home, she’d thought about running many times. But she wanted to show her parents she could be a normal girl, someone they could be proud of. Someone who wasn't a monster or demon.

But that would never get to happen. Unbeknownst to Himiko, her parents had completely given up on her. Himiko had taken an extra 20 min on top of the hour and a half her longer walks took. When she got home she found the house empty, no furniture, no pictures, no signs anyone lived there, all except her room, which remained untouched, her bed, toys, and clothes were all still there.

Himiko takes a step back as she stares in horror. Her room was completely untouched, not a single object had been disturbed. She runs to every room but the contents only serve to shatter Himiko’s heart even more, every other room is empty. Not a single crumb is in the kitchen. The fridge still has some food but it’s not much.

Himiko’s eyes are now brimming with tears as she walks slowly to her parents room hoping they’re just redecorating the house. She gets to the door and pauses. 

“What if I caused this? 

Was I really that bad? 

I don’t want to be bad.

I just want to love!

They wouldn’t actually leave me right?

Right?”

Her mind is racing again and the tears silently slip down her cheeks. Slowly she raises her hand to the doorknob and equally as slow turns it. She keeps her eyes shut as she opens the door. 

Once her eyes open the panic finally sets in. Staring into their room she sees nothing. Their room is empty. They left her. THEY LEFT. Himiko collapses to the floor fear, anger, confusion, and panic all grabbing hold of her like a giant cold hand, its icy fingers digging into her chest making it hard to breath, she lets out strangled sobs, her eyes as wide as they can go and the noise in her head gets louder.

“THEY LEFT.

THEIR GONE.

I’M ALONE.

I’M ALONE.

WHY WOULD THEY LEAVE ME?

WAS I THAT BAD?

WHY CAN’T I JUST BE MYSELF?

WHAT’S SO WRONG WITH WANTING TO LOVE?”

She tries to find a way to quiet her mind, she stares at her arms. She pulls her wrist to her mouth and bites deep, blood hits her tongue as the pain makes way to a slowly growing feeling of relief and calm begins to wash over her. She bites into another spot on her arm, then another, then to her other arm. She slowly falls asleep, the ache in her heart temporarily relieved by the bruised pain in her arms. 

The next morning she woke to bruises around the bite marks. She slowly gets up off the floor and walks outside tears threatening to fall as she slowly walks, there's no aim to her wandering and no thought, just random twists and turns. Due to this she doesn’t notice that she walked directly in front of a car.

Aizawa was on patrol when he saw a little girl walk right in the path of a car moving quickly he managed to grab the girl and get out of the way of the car. He moves her in front of him to make sure she's ok and stops dead. Her arms are covered in bite marks, HUMAN bite marks.

Himiko looks up at him, noticing the worry in his face but mistaking it for anger. “Sorry sir” she says barely above a whisper

Aizawa gently grabs her hands noting the flinch when he goes a little too fast, “it’s fine I’m glad you’re ok, what’s going on?” He says gentle and slow 

Himiko just kinda stares “He didn’t yell? Didn’t I do something wrong?” “My parents left.” “No point in lying.” But the words still cause tears threatening to fall, swell in her eyes 

Aizawa looked at her gently trying to hide his shock at the blunt but obviously painful words this child had just spoken. “What the fuck?! This kids like 8 who the fuck would leave their kid?!” He felt anger begin to seep into his expression and saw Himiko visibly tense 

Himiko knew that look meant he was angry “of course he’s angry what kind of kid do I have to be for my parents to leave me behind” “s-sorry sir I didn’t mean to upset you.”

Aizawa had to fight back the urge to scowl “this girls parents really fucked her up.” “You're ok. What’s your name?” he hoped to get something from this kid she hadn't given him much.

“Himiko.” she states

“Won’t say her last name probably…” “can you tell me where you live?” he asks keeping his voice gentle and calm

“No.”

“Well then I guess you’ll have to come with me.” he says gently hoping not to make the girl scared

Himiko nods. “At least I have somewhere to go that isn’t empty now.”

⸻⸻⸻2½ months later ⸻⸻⸻

Himiko had met the Bakugos a few times now their son seems a bit sour about the whole thing but his parents seem like genuinely kind people even after being told about her quirk they stayed and learned about her looking past the strange behavior to the child who seemed to think they would leave her. They also talked to multiple specialists to understand her quirk and what it causes. 

Sure Mrs. Bakugo was a bit loud but it seemed to be because of Katsuki mostly. He was a very bratty kid so Himiko didn’t blame her.

Of course Himiko had her trepidations about them but with every time they came back whether it be both of them, one of them with Katsuki, or just one of the adults. She began to open up to them a little more. Till one day Masaru and Mitsuki asked Himiko if she would want to go home with them.

Of course while she wanted to she was still very apprehensive.

“It’s ok if you're not ready for that Himiko.” Masaru says softly

Mitsuki adds “We do want you to know that you’re a special kid. And someone worth staying for.”

Himiko looks at them, her apprehension cracking under the deep longing for people who care. “I. I want to go with you.” She says softly.

During the ride to the Bakugo’s house she felt anxiety clawing at her stomach while also causing her thoughts to run wild.

“They don’t really want you.

Their just taking you somewhere to make you feel safe before they leave you

Why would they actually want you?”

“Hey Himiko we’re almost there, sorry about the long ride.” Masaru’s soft voice pulls her out of her spiral

“Its ok Mr. Bakugo.” Himiko beamed, he was always super kind.

“Does she have to come home with us?” Bakugo whines. He’s rude and all but he does seem to be warming up to Himiko even if it is slowly.

“Yes of course she does.” Mitsuki chastised. Mrs. Bakugo was very similar to her son, Himiko found their interactions fairly entertaining. 

“I was asking dad, you old hag!” Katsuki snapped

As the two began to bicker Himiko felt more at ease, strangely their bickering made Himiko feel less like she was affecting the way they interacted as a family.

Eventually they get to the house and Katsuki storms off. Himiko assumes he went to his room. She walks in with Masaru who shows her her room. Himiko is in awe as she looks around seeing things she had told them she liked. She turns to Masaru and he gives her a gentle smile before asking “what do you think? We tried to remember all the things and colors you said you-” he cut off as Himiko started to cry, “Hey what’s wrong kiddo?” 

“Nothing, I’m really happy it’s all so cute!” she whispers a soft smile emerging 

“I’m so glad you like it Himiko.” Masaru chuckled 

After a few weeks, Himiko got more comfortable with the Bakugos often she would butt into the arguments Katsuki and Mitsuki had repeatedly taking Mitsuki’s side which usually just served to piss off Katsuki more.

Things got a little more complicated when school started

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                  ——middle school——

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Katsuki’s POV.

Katsuki was pretty annoyed when he found out Himiko wasn’t just going to be in his school this year but also his class, more obnoxiously though he had Deku in his class again. Could he not escape that nerd? The thought of being stuck with Deku’s stupid look of pity made Katsuki’s skin crawl. He hated the idea.

He and Himiko walked into the classroom and immediately Deku walked up to him and began his annual questioning.

“Hey Kacchan! How was your summer? Did you see All Might's latest battle? Who's that girl?” 

“I’m Himiko Bakugo! Kasuki is my brother!” Himiko beams “Who are you?”

“I’m Izuku Midoria.” he responds shyly 

Kasuki just walks away uninterested in what Deku has to say instead going to his friends. He does notice that Deku kind of follows behind him. “What do you want Deku?” he seethed, a smirk creeping out as he saw Deku flinch.

“I just wanted to ask if you had seen All Might’s latest battle.” he faltered as he spoke

“Of course I have nerd.” Katsuki sneered, “Leave me alone, you bastard.”

“Hey Kasuki, that's not very nice. I thought you two were friends.” Himiko chastised

“Tch, whatever.” Katsuki rolls his eyes and walks away. He didn’t want anything to do with Deku, he couldn’t escape his sister but he really didn’t need people thinking he was a pushover.

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Himiko’s POV

Himiko really couldn’t understand why Katsuki was so cruel to someone who clearly thought he was cool. 

“Sorry he’s being a jerk.” Himiko apologizes

“No need, he's always been like that. You’re his sister? How long have you two been siblings? He’s never mentioned a sister before and I’ve never seen you at his house…” Izuku continues to ramble

“About 3 years now I just transferred to this school from another.” Himiko interjects as she realises he’s not going to stop rambling.

“Oh that’s cool!” Izuku beams “do you have a quirk?”

“Yeah.” Himiko responds a little cautiously

“What is it?” Izuku asks 

“It’s a little weird, do you really want to know?” she asks apprehensively

“Even better!” Izuku says brimming with excitement

Himiko looks around for anyone who could be listening in “If I drink someone’s blood I can turn into them.” she whispers.

“Ooh! That’s very interesting! Is there anything else your quirk does?” Izuku asks writing down the information she gave him in a notebook

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Izuku and Himiko talked about her quirk till class started and then again at lunch. They got pretty close, Himiko often would tell off Katsuki when he tried to bully Izuku. 

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Izuku’s POV

“Himiko! Wait up!” Izuku shouted out of breath

“Oh hey Izuku!” Himiko grins “whats up?”

“I was just wondering if…” he trails off as he notices something weird on her wrist

“Wondering what?” Himiko asks leaning forward and moving her hands behind her

“Oh sorry I was just wondering if you had the All Might pen I let you borrow during class.” he asks embarrassed 

“Oh! Right, I forgot about that!!” Himiko gasped immediately looking through her bag

Izuku catches more glimpses of the strange things on her wrist when she finds the pen. “There you go!” she exclaims handing him the pen

“Th-thank you.” he tries to hide his shock as he quickly takes the pen

Himiko doesn’t seem to notice, “well if that’s all Izuku I’ll be heading home now.”

“Yeah see you.” Izuku sputtered watching her turn and walk away

Izuku slightly panics, what was he supposed to do with what he had just seen!? Kacchan! He needed to find Kacchan before he left school.

Thankfully he didn’t have to look long before he found him “KACCHAN!” Izuku shouts

“What do you want nerd?” Kacchan glares

“I just want to ask you something about Himiko.” Izuku asks cautiously

“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” He scoffed walking away

Izuku panics slightly before blurting out “cause I think she’s hurting herself.”

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Katsuki’s POV

What did he just say? Katsuki turns slowly towards Deku, his glare intensifying.

“What. The fuck did you just say?” he snarled

Deku pauses a flicker of fear dancing across his features “I think. She's hurting. Herself.” he says slower 

“Where.” Kasuki demands

“Her wrists.” Deku mutters

“Speak up.” Katsuki spat

“Her wrists.” Deku says

Katsuki starts to walk home

“Wha-” Deku begins

“Shut up. I’ll handle this.” Kasuki snaps coldly shooting him a glare

As soon as he knows no one can see him, Katsuki's glare drops “why would she…” 

His face falls. “Is she getting bullied?” “No way people saw what happened to her last bully.” His pace quickens as he gets closer to home.

“OLD HAG WHERE’S HIMIKO?” He shouts once he gets inside

“Oww I’m right here can you not yell?” Himiko winces a hand over her ear

He grabs her wrist and pulls her, “Come on I need to talk to you.”

“Ok, ok, you don’t need to drag me.” she glares trying to pull her arm free

He ignores her and takes her to a less public area.

“Ok what the hell is this about Kats-” she starts, “are you ok? Why do you look like that?”

Kastuki tries to find the words. But he couldn’t get it out.

“Katsuki Bakugo what the hell is this about? You’re starting to freak me out.” Himiko asks softly

“Are you hurting yourself?” Kasuki finally manages to whisper

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Himiko’s POV

“Huh.” she stares a little dumfounded. “Wait, how would he have.” 

Katsuki looks into her eyes a strange hint of concern seems to bleed out

“I- Why should you care.” Himiko states defensively, turning away

Katsuki grabs her arm and pulls up her sleeve before Himiko can react, Katsuki’s face falls 

Himiko tries to pull her arm away but Katsuki’s grip is just slightly too tight for her. She looks at his face and immediately freezes. There are tears in his eyes.

His voice seems softer and he slowly says, “Himiko. Why?” He continues to open and close his mouth as if he wants to say more but nothing comes out. 

The words catch in her throat as she struggles to whisper, “To know I’m human.” She watches as tear falls down his face.

“Who made you think you weren’t?” He asks, releasing her arm to wipe his face, a more serious look taking hold. 

She just looks down unsure of how to tell him. “My parents would constantly call me a monster or inhuman. Not to mention people being creeped out by my smile.” She shuffles her feet on the ground, “No one.”

“Bullshit. Himiko, who the hell is making you feel like you’re not human?” he demands

“MY PARENTS!” She blurts out, “My parents.” she repeats softly tears forming in her eyes

“What? Like our parents or the assholes who left you behind?” He asks shockingly soft

She pulls herself into a self soothing hug, “My par- the assholes.”

“Well they’re ju-”  he starts out angry but pauses, continuing softer “What did they say?”

She searches his face for any hint of malice but he looks… concerned? “Why do you care?”

He sighs annoyance tinting his words, “Because you’re my sister. Now tell me what the hell they called you.”

“S-sister he actually sees me as family!?” she stares for a second before responding, “They would call me inhuman, demon or a monster.” fighting every urge to look away she looks him directly in the eyes searching for… something but what?

Katsuki stares in shock for a minute “What the hell Himiko.” he stares, anger painting his features in a darker light, “You’re not a monster!? Even I know that for a fact, sure you look like a fucking vampire but you’re still human!” his words are harsh but weirdly comforting

“Is he trying to help?” Himiko looks at him, he still looks angry but Himiko can tell it's not directed at her “He is!” she just looks at him for a moment, mouth slightly agape, before asking, “You don’t think I’m weird?”

He lets out a snort, “Of course I think you’re weird.” He states bluntly, “However, that doesn’t make you inhuman. Everyone is slightly weird, you're just more weird than most.”

Himiko looks down to her feet unsure of what to say.

Katsuki’s voice softens once again, “Himiko, if ever you feel like doing” he gestures to her arms, “That. Again, please just come to me? Or go to someone else.” His face twists as if he hates what he’s about to say. “Or you could talk to Deku.” 

Himiko looks at him as tears begin to escape her eyes, “You’d help me?”

His face softens as he wipes the tears from her eyes, “Yeah vampire,” he smirks at the nickname then adds in a joking tone, that sounds more like sarcasm, “Just don’t suck my blood.”

Himiko giggles a little knowing the name isn’t used out of malice…

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Katsuki’s POV

“Why would her parents say that about her? She didn’t do anything wrong, she’s just different.” Katsuki just kinda stares at her wrists. “Clearly this isn’t just going to go away… maybe I should tell the hag about this.” “Can I tell the Hag about this?”

Himiko seems to shrink at the idea, “No… I’ll tell her myself. Please don’t tell her.”

As much as he wants to respect her he also wants her to be ok… “Ok but if you take too long I will tell her.” 

She sighs, “Ok, just give me at least a week or two?”

“One week. You get one week to tell her before I do.” he states definitively 

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A few months later, closer to the end of the school year, Himiko has something she really wants to tell Izuku…

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Izuku’s POV

“Himiko had asked me to meet her here after school. I wonder why?” Izuku sat on a bench just outside of the school. 

After a few minutes Himiko walked over to Izuku. “Hey Izuku!” she greets him.

“Hello Himiko! What was it you called me here for?” Izuku asks getting straight to the point

“Right to the point as always huh Izuku.” she noted, “well I just wanted to tell you something.”

“And that is?” Izuku inquires

“Well the thing is I like you Izuku. Like, I like like you.” Himiko blushes

Izuku sits there for a second, a little dazed. “You… what?!” 

“I like you Izuku.” she says again a hint of worry in her voice

“Oh. Himiko I like you too but not in that way… I think of you more as a sister.” Izuku says choosing his words carefully

“Oh… ok…” Himiko says, turning away. 

“Hey I still wanna be around you! I get it’s probably hard for you though so if you need time I’ll be here waiting.” Izuku attempted to console her

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Himiko’s POV

“Thank you for being nice about it Izuku.” She was shockingly not too sad about the rejection “damn I guess I got the signals mixed again.” “Are you planning on going to UA high?”

“Oh!” Izuku flushes embarrassed “Y-Yeah… Don’t tell Kacchan he already was pissed at the idea I was trying to attend.”

“Oh don’t mind him, he just thinks he’s a bigshot.” Himiko dismisses she looks over at Izuku and notices his nervous demeanor, “Don’t worry I won’t tell him, Just as long as you don’t tell him I’m going to try for the heroes course.”

Izuku's whole demeanor changes, “Oh?! How are you going to do that!”

“I’m gonna see if I can use some blood from Katsuki.” She plots aloud

“And you know he’ll let you?” Izuku asks cautiously

“Welllll, he will when he sees I got in.” She says mischievously giggling

Izuku stares a little worried at her idea but decides to try to help her come up with a game plan just in case…

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              ——After the Entrance Exam ——

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Katsuki’s POV

Katsuki was still a bit pissed that Himiko hadn’t told him about her stupid plan to join the hero course “of course she would though, she’s stupidly cunning. I wonder what class she’ll end up in. I didn’t actually get to see what she did.”

He walks into his room shutting the door lying on his bed, his mind drifting to other topics. “Did that dumbass Deku listen to me?” anger spikes as he thinks of the sludge guy, “or did he try to be a fucking hero again. He’s a weak ass loser. He’s someone less than me. I’m better than him… right.” he shakes his head of course he’s better than that quirkless freak lately tho something has seemed different with him. Katsuki hated how he was still somehow constantly on his mind. He wanted to separate himself from that weakling but something kept him and Deku close and as much as Katsuki hates to admit it he needs Deku. He needs him to prove that he’s still superior. “Gahhh why am I still thinking about him, he's a pathetic loser, he’d probably be better off as a support kid.” 

He stands up to go find something to do. Check the mail? Naw he’s already done that one too many times. Instead he finds himself walking to Himiko’s room.

Knock knock

Muffled Himiko responds “Yeah?”

Katsuki stands there for a minute thinking “do I bug her or ask a genuine question?” “Open up blood sucker, I have a question.”

He hears a muffled sigh accompanied by some shuffling then the door opens “what?” Himiko asks, annoyance evident on her face. 

“Tch. I just wanted to ask how you think you did?” He asks with sass permeating his tone

“Jesus and you had to ask me this late at night? Not to mention it’s been almost a week since the exam and you’re just now asking? Isn’t it almost your bedtime you big baby.” she prods rolling her eyes, “But I think I did pretty good. How’d you do? Oh wait, let me guess.” she clears her throat before continuing in a mocking tone, “I absolutely beat the bots asses. They didn’t stand a chance. What did you think?” she returns his sass tenfold

Katsuki glares at her, “do you want me to blast your head off?” an empty threat he’d never actually hurt her and she knew this

“Like you have the balls to lay a finger on me bitch.” she snaps glaring before bursting out in laughter, “You have to admit I did a pretty spot on impression of you.”

Katsuki clenches his jaw fighting the urge to smile “Tch, no way it was awful. I would curse much more than that.” he turns away letting a small smirk escape his control as he walks back to his room pausing momentarily to add, “I’m glad you feel you did well… Good night, blood sucker.”

He walks to his room as Himiko whispers a soft “Thanks Katsuki, for letting me use your blood.”

He doesn’t say anything, just nodding and entering his room again.

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Himiko’s POV

Himiko wakes up to Katsuki and Mom screaming at each other, a relatively normal occurrence albeit an annoying one. She gets up staring at her door, “the fuck are they fighting about this early in the morning?” she sits and listens for a moment

“NO I DON’T YOU HAG!” Katsuki shouts small explosions going off

“DON’T USE YOUR QUIRK IN MY HOUSE BRAT!” Mom yells

Himiko sighs and gets out of bed grabbing a hairbrush and begins trying to brush out the knots in her hair when she hears a soft knock at her door. It's gotta be Dad cause Mom and Katsuki are still yelling at each other. “Come in.” she says smiling

“Hey kiddo did you sleep well?” he asks while walking in

“Yeah mom and Katsuki are quite the alarm clock though.” she says giggling

“Yeah, do you need help with your hair?” he asks voice soft as always

“That would be very nice thanks dad.” Himiko says relieved handing over the brush

He takes it and gently works it through the knots and tangles, this had been something they liked to do with each-other. Dad was really good at doing hair, Mom was too but she usually left it to dad calling it their daddy daughter time. “The letter should be here any day now are you excited?” he asks gently maneuvering the brush in a familiar pattern that always gets the knots out.

“Well to be honest I’m really nervous. I know I did ok but what if my quirk is too weird or they think it's gross?” Himiko frets

“Well if they think that they're gonna have to answer to your mother and Katsuki.” he reassured still running the brush through her hair even though it was fully detangled.

Himiko hummed in response she loves the feeling of the brush going cleanly through her hair

“What kind of hairdo are you feeling today?” He inquired, “Messy space buns, braids, ponytail?”

“Messy space buns!” Himiko beamed,  it was one of her favorite ways to do her hair. Mom once said the strands sticking out looked like a spider lily when she was younger and Himiko had become obsessed with it ever since then. 

He smiles back gently and begins to pull her hair into the cute buns. Himiko knew how to do it herself but she always loved when Dad would do it for her.

When he was done he and Himiko walks out into the living room where Katsuki and Mom were still shouting 

“GO OUTSIDE FOR A WALK BRAT!” Mom shouts clearly fed up with Katsuki’s Bullshit.

“MAYBE I WILL HAG!” He fumes stomping out of the house.

Himiko giggles, “So what was it about this time?” 

Mom sighs, “I don’t even know.” she walks to the kitchen before adding “can you check the mail Himiko?”

“Sure thing!” Kimiko chirped walking to the mailbox.

On her way back she looks through the mail but pauses “Addressed to Himiko Bakugo!?” and another “Addressed to Katsuki Bakugo” her eyes widen, “From U.A. Principal Nezu” she runs inside “The letters are here!” she squeals “we need to find Katsuki!” she drops the mail and runs outside

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Katsuki’s POV

“Why’s that old hag feel the need to get on my ass about everything!? So annoying.” He hadn't been walking long before he heard Himiko shouting

“KATSUKI KATSUKI! THERE HERE!” She shouts, “GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!” 

He barely has time to react before he feels himself being dragged by the arm, “The fuck!?”

“Oh come one I’m not waiting any longer to see if you made it or not!” Himiko whines

Katsuki lets himself be dragged back to the house. 

“We should do Katsuki’s first!” Himiko shouts the second she walks into the house

Katsuki shrugs, grabs his letter and starts to open it

They all wait through the hologram holding their breath waiting… “I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted!”

“Of course I got in. I was number 1 in the Practical.” Katsuki thinks to himself as his family cheers “I just wanna see if Himiko got in or not.” he would never say that last bit aloud “Hey we know I got in, what about Himiko?” he shoves her envelope at her, “what are you waiting for? Open it!” he says a little too demanding

“Ok ok. I’ll open it.” Himiko says taking the envelope from his hands rolling her eyes, but Katsuki notes her hands and voice are slightly shaky.

They sit in silence once more, a little more anticipation and anxiety filling the air until…

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Himiko’s POV

Himiko knew she didn’t do as well on the practical exam she was only able to get a few bots down her quirk not really helping her, she wasn’t even sure if she could get into the hero course with that kind of quirk, she might have to go to a support course

“I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into the hero course of U.A. High."

Mom and Katsuki exploded “HELL YEAH!”

“YOU DID IT HIMIKO!” Katsuki shouts a genuine smile escaping his normally abrasive demeanor, however he quickly shifts to a scowl “I mean good job blood sucker.”

Himiko giggles at his slip up, “Yeah I did it!” she beams 

“Good job kiddo.” Dad says gently patting her shoulder

“Now we have a month till we find out what class we’re in.” Himiko says her excitement bubbling up

“I swear if we’re in the same class I’m going to blow someone up.” Katsuki growls

“No you won’t, you’ll just have to deal with it.” Mom chastises, “Anyway we should go out to celebrate you two!” 

“Since we all knew Katsuki was going to make it in, I should choose where we go.” Himiko suggests avoiding eye contact with Katsuki

“WHAT!?” Katsuki shouts, “No way you're picking, you always chose the same place!”

“How about you two find a place you can agree on?” Dad suggests

“Tch, you expect me to agree with that vampire?” Katsuki glares at Himiko who just sticks out her tongue in response

“Katsuki Bakugo, what have I told you about calling Himiko a Vampire!” Mom snaps hands on her hips a glare shooting daggers at him

“Oh shut up you hag!” Katsuki growls

“Well then, Himiko, where do you want to go?” Dad asks while Katsuki and Mom start another yelling match

“I wonder what one place me AND Katsuki liked.” Himiko thinks hard before smiling, “what about Hibachi’s?”

“That sounds perfect!” Dad hummed walking to grab his keys

“Come on you two, we've got a place to go!” Himiko tries to shout over the bickering

“What!?” Katsuki turns to glare at her

“Oh?” Mom pauses before walking over to dad, “Ok.”

“Tch.” Katsuki reluctantly walks with everyone

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Katsuki’s POV

Katuki glares out the car window watching buildings pass by “Wait we just, Himiko didn’t pick her favorite place?” he sits his scowl softening ever so slightly. “Where are we going?”

“Hibachi’s.” Himiko chirps

“Hibachis? That’s my favorite restaurant though?” Katsuki stares at Himiko, not quite sure what to say.

“I’m not planning anything?” she says confusion seeping through her voice

He’s not quite sure what to say to her. “I know that dipshit. But why on earth would you choose my favorite place if you were so adamant on choosing where we go.” His glare slowly returns but it’s more out of confusion.

Himiko doesn’t know that though and she just kinda shrinks, “I know it wasn’t as shocking that you got in but if it weren’t for you I wouldn’t have made it into the course at all.” She avoids looking him in the eye.

Katsuki growls “No you would have done just fine.” he looks out the window

“Katsuki, was that a complement?” Mitsuki asks her voice has a twinge of surprise

“Yeah of course it was you hag can I not complement people?” Katsuki snarls

“Well it’s just not something I thought you were capable of brat!” Mitsuki shoots back

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Himiko’s POV

“Jesus can we ever get a break from the screaming matches.” she shakes her head, “I mean of course moms surprised you complimented me she hasn’t seen you do it before.” she looks over to dad, he looks a little surprised too but he isn’t really the type to voice it, she does however notice a small smile forming on his face. She turns her head to look out the window letting the sounds of the yelling fade as she starts to think about things. “I wonder if Izuku got in?”

They get to the restaurant just as Katsuki and mom’s fight comes to an end.

As they walk in, the host greets them "Welcome to Hibachi’s, How may I help you all tonight?”

As Dad talks to him Himiko takes in the atmosphere, she can smell fish and steak on a grill, hints of veggies and spices float through the air.

Eventually their server comes to seat them at a table and the family enjoys their evening with an occasional snide remark from Bakugo. 

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Bach at the Bakugo residence

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Himiko’s POV

Himiko was just lying in her bed when she gets a text from Izuku

[Bestieeee]

-Hey Himiko guess what!

[Himiko]

What!? 👀-

[Bestieeee]

-I GOT INTO THE HERO COURSE!! 😱

[Himiko]

NO WAY REALLY 🤯-

[Bestieeee]

-YEAH!!! I GOT IN 🥹

[Himiko]

Did they tell you how?! I know you didn’t destroy any bots 🤔-

[Bestieeee]

-It’s cause I saved this one girl from the biggest bot!

[Himiko]

OOOOH, Wait lol the one who slapped you in the face? 😂-

[Bestieeee]

-Yes 🫣 Buuuut she only did that to save me from crashing into the ground

[Himiko]

I know its still funny 😂-

[Bestieeee]

-Fair fair, Did you get in?!

[Himiko]

OH RIGHT 🤦‍♀️I can’t believe I forgot to tell you-

[Bestieeee]

-Please don’t leave me hanging 

[Himiko]

I GOT IN!! 😆-

[Bestieeee]

-YEAHHHHH 🥳🥳

-You know what would be so awesome!?

[Himiko]

What?-

[Bestieeee]

-If we got into the same class!

[Himiko]

YESSSS-

[Bestieeee]

-Moms calling me for dinner I gtg

[Himiko]

-oh ok! Byeeee

Himiko sits up and walks over to her desk and starts to take her hair out, “I’m so happy Izuku got in.” she giggles to herself, “I still can’t believe that girl slapped him in the face.” As she finishes taking her hair out she walks over to her closet to grab some pajamas “only a month till school starts.” Once she has her pajamas on she walks over to her bed when suddenly she feels a familiar ache and she pauses staring down at her bed. “Fuck.” She forces herself to move getting into her bed as she is hit by the ache again, “No, not right now!” she feels herself slipping, “Just go to bed that’s all you need to do.” And she does, she forces herself into her bed and lies there till sleep takes her.

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              ——First Day Of School ——

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Himiko’s POV

Himiko and Izuku are walking together to UA

“Goodness I can’t believe I got in!” Himiko beams

“I’m not surprised I mean your quirk is super interesting.” Izuku says smiling

Himiko returns the smile, “I’m so glad we're able to go to the same school!”

“Yeah it’s quite a relief.” Izuku chuckled

“I wonder why your quirk manifested so late though, it’s quite strange.” Himiko pokes as they walk up to the gates

“Y-yeah!” Izuku muttered

Himiko didn’t notice his strange demeanor as she skips ahead of him to the first set of stairs turning just in time to see him trip on his own foot

“Are you ok?” a girl giggles as Izuku freaks out, he’s not falling though

Himiko bursts out laughing “Isn’t that the girl who saved him in the practical?” and walks over to the two, “Good job dude. You’re not falling” 

The girl lets out another laugh, “I stopped you with my quirk hope you don’t mind.”

Izuku just kinda stares face flushing as the two help him to his feet

“Thanks for catching him.” Himiko says trying not to laugh again

“Well I’ll see you two inside! Bye!” the girl says walking to the building

Himiko barely holds in her laughter till the girl is gone then absolutely loses it, “You had to have a girl save your face on the first day,” tears fall from how hard she's laughing, “And you didn’t even say a word to her.” Himiko almost falls to the ground

Izuku's face reddens even more as he stutters out, “I didn’t talk?”

Himiko slowly regains composure and through giggles says, “Nope. Not a single word, you just let out little noises like, "Hu, huma, da, gha, bu bu bu.” she starts laughing again but not as hard

“O-oh.” Izuku’s face is beat red as they walk into the building

They get to 1-a and find the girl there, Izuku is too embarrassed to talk.

“Oh hi again!” Himiko chirps, “You’re also in 1-a?”

“Yep! I sure am, I’m Ochako Uraraka!” she beams

Izuku just kinda stares his face flushing from embarrassment once again. Himiko has to hold back a giggle.

“I’m Himiko Bakugo this is Izuku Midoriya,” she says nodding to him, “He-”

“Himiko!?” Katsuki shouts he storms up to the small group

“Oh hey Katsuki.” Himiko smiles

“Oh you two know eachother?” Ochako asks

“Yep, he's my brother.” Himiko beams

“Himiko!” Katsuki glares

“Ohhh right, No we’re not related.” Himiko says putting up finger quotations

Ochako tilts her head confused

“Attention class we should be in our seats not standing in the hall.” A tall guy with glasses states chopping his hands as he talks, “we will be doing introductions when class starts.”

“If you wanna make friends go somewhere else.” He slightly unzips the sleeping bag to pull out a pouch of presumably applesauce

Himiko turns confused but just kinda stares dumbfounded at the strange guy on the ground in a sleeping bag

Ochako and Izuku looks down an unnerved look taking hold

“Who the hell are you?” Katsuki growls

“I’m your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shota.” He says standing up in the sleepingbag

“Wait, he’s a teacher!?” Himiko stares confused something feels familiar

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Ochako’s POV

“T-teacher!? He looks as tired as my dad!” Ochako looks at the Bakugo siblings and Midoriya, the sister seems equally confused as Ochako, while the brother looks… annoyed? Midorya is muttering to himself, she can’t quite tell what he’s saying.

“Well are you all just going to stand there?” Aizawa asks annoyed

Everyone goes to their seats and class starts.

“I want everyone to put on their gym uniforms. We’re going outside for a quirk assessment test.” Aizawa says 

“But sir what about the orientation ceremony?” the boy with glasses asks standing abruptly and doing the weird hand chop thing again

“Unimportant.” Aizawa states bluntly

Everyone just stares unsure of if Aizawa is serious or not

“Is he serious!?” Ochako looks around at the others

“I'm being serious, go now.” Annoyance peaks through Aizawa’s voice

As everyone walks to get changed Himiko walks up to Ochako

“Hi, you’re Ochako Uraraka correct?” she asks smiling 

Ochako notes that the smile seems to be off in some way, not creepy just not happy “yep thats me! And you’re Himiko Bakugo?” she smiles big

“That's me!” Himiko responds, smile widening ever so slightly, "what's your quirk, if you don’t mind me asking.”

“I don’t mind at all! Anything I touch,” she says, touching her tie causing it to float, “floats! And when I touch my fingers together,” the tie falls back, “gets it’s gravity back!”

“Woah! That's cool!” Himiko looks at her with wide cat like yellow eyes

Ochako shakes her head, “Not that crazy if I do too much I get sick. What’s your quirk?”

“Oh uh, it’s a little weird…” Himiko shrinks away

“Oh? I won’t judge you, there are some pretty strange quirks out there.” Ochako smiles reassuringly

“Ok,” Himiko says softly, “When I drink someone's blood I can turn into them.” Himiko turns her face away from Ochako

“Wait did you say drink their blood?” Ochako asks “that can’t be what she said right?”

Himiko whispers, hiding her face, “That is what I said…”

“Oh goodness she drinks peoples- wait she didn’t choose her quirk, and there are a lot worse quirks you could have she didn’t choose to be born like that. I really shouldn’t judge her. I said I wouldn’t and she looks pretty upset.” Ochako just walks in silence for probably a little too long

“Yeah it’s a weird quirk I know…” Himiko sounds… Hurt?

They get to the locker room and change pausing their conversation. This gave Ochako more time to think about what she was being told, “I mean just cause her quirk is like that doesn’t mean she’s any different from me my quirk is just acceptable by a quirkless societies standard.”

 As they walk outside they stay behind the rest and resume the conversation 

“It is a little strange but I’ve heard of weirder so it’s fine, how does it work?” Ochako asks hoping to understand trying to keep her biases from making her say something hurtful

“Wait what?” Himiko looks at her, Himiko’s eyes have a glint of something Ochako  can’t quite place

Ochako just waits for her to talk 

“Well, depending on how much I drink determines how long I can be that person I can also mimic their voice. One cup lets me transform for a full day. Izuku helped me figure that out, however it was a little weird having to explain to Katsuki why Izuku came to his house, I also found out that I can drop the transformation that day.” she shudders, “Katsuki can be pretty scary with his explosive quirk and personality. But I also found out I can swap between people without having to go back to being myself.” 

Ochako stares, she wasn’t exactly sure what to think. Her quirk is a little scary, but also kinda cool? Himiko seems to be relatively normal aside from her quirk. And despite her better judgement Ochako finds herself asking Himiko more questions. “What are the drawbacks?”

Himiko actually stops walking, her demeanor completely changing. She looks scared to answer that. “Uh. Well. I.” she stammers

“Is there not a drawback?” Ochako asks cautiously

“No there is, it's just.” she sighs, “It’s kinda creepy and I hate it.” She wraps her arms around herself, “I have to drink blood daily, it has a nutritional component to me and without it I basically start to starve.”

Ochako looks at her shocked “She has to drink blood daily! Wait, she’ll starve?” her shock fades a bit

A girl with long black hair with little light blue streaks tied into a nice braid, pops up behind them. She is also strangely barefoot, “I wonder if there’s a way to bake blood into certain snacks? Like making some type of energy bar for battles! Sorry for butting in my name is Haruka Aizome”

Ochako jumps slightly as Haruka shifts to beside them instead of behind, staring confused trying to process what she just said “what-”

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Himiko’s POV

“Fuck only Ochako was supposed to hear that. I don’t know how others are going to react. I need to be better about who and when I tell people. I don’t want Katsuki to freak people out with his ‘she’s normal’ bullshit again. Not to mention the way Ochako reacted at first. Wait, did she just…” Himiko stares at Aizume “Wait what?”

“Have you ever tried substituting certain ingredients in some recipes? Or even adding it to any type of favorite snack?” she asks in rapid succession. 

“Uh well no?” Himiko stares in absolute disbelief she looks to Ochako who is just staring mouth agape

“Sorry, I’m just guessing the straight blood isn’t too grand to live off of.” she speculates

“Well it’s not too bad everyone's blood tastes different, the flavor does depend on a lot of things. Katsuki's blood is a little spicy, Izuku’s blood is kinda like a green apple but sweeter.” Himiko says a little hesitantly

“Oh really?” Ochako looks at her finally getting a grip on the conversation

“Interesting! I wonder if flavor depends more on quirk or personality?” Haruka thinks aloud.

“It’s more about personality and what people eat.” Himiko says, “Sometimes I can guess what someone's blood will taste like if I know their favorite food, I’m not always right though. My moms blood is actually quite sweet even though her personality is almost exactly the same as Katsuki’s.”

“My favorite food is Mochi, specifically the ones with red bean paste.” Ochako says seeming more interested in the conversation

“Ohhhh all this talk is making me hungry, maybe we should all go to lunch sweethearts!”

Himiko stares flushing at her “did she just-” she looks at Ochako who seems equally as flustered

“O-ok?!” Ochako stammers

“Perfect!” Haruka claps her hand together in a finalizing manner. “See you girls later then! Good luck sweethearts!” She skips away to welcome another group she spots.

“I- you- thanks?!” Himiko squeaks confused

Ochako just stares at her as she leaves, “well she was…” she shakes her head “Nice?”

“Uh yeah?” Himiko looks over at Ochako and laughs “I have a feeling we’re gonna need to get used to being called Sweetheart.”

“Yep, looks like it…” Ochako blinks and lets out a small chuckle feeling slightly… flustered? embarrassed?

“Is she flustered? I mean I am too but…” Himiko catches herself starting to stare “I feel like your blood would taste sweet.”

Ochako snaps back into the conversation and nods “Thanks?”

“Ok problem children.” Aizawa projects his voice just barely below a shout, “The country still uses averages taken from results from students not using their Quirks.

It's not rational. Katsuki Bakugo,” he gestures for him to step forward, “you finished at the top of the practical exam, right? Then, try throwing it with your Quirk. You can do whatever you want as long as you stay in the circle. Give it all you have got.”

Katsuki steps to the circle before winding up a throw, “DIE!” he shouts as he lets go of the ball setting off a blast as he does so

“Die? Seriously Katsuki?” Himiko looks at his smug face

“This looks like fun, we get to use our quirks!” A girl with pink hair and skin says and others agree 

“Is that really how you’re going to look at this?” Aizawa admonishes, “Whoever comes in last place in all eight tests will be judged to have no potential… and will be expelled.” 

“He can’t be serious!?” Himiko gasps

Everyone rebuts this saying that Aizawa can’t possibly expel them on the first day

“Japan is covered in unfairness so go beyond. Plus Ultra.” Aizawa says

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                   —— After class ——

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Katsuki’s POV

“I wish he wasn’t bluffing, bastard.” Katsuki was fuming “When the hell did Deku get a quirk.”

He’d only been walking for a few seconds when Haruka walks up to him

“What’s on your mind Kiddo?” Haruka pops up suddenly behind him tilting her head.

“Do you want me to blow you up?” Katsuki glares

“No need to get hostile, just wondering what you look so mad about.” She leans in closer, raising a brow in curiosity.

“Tch. Deku isn’t supposed to have a quirk. The bastard lied to me” Katsuki says his hands crackling with small explosions 

“Someone's hurt, he kept it a secret from you? Didn’t expect you to be a jealous type.”She chuckles to herself with a smirk.

Katsuki just stares dumbfounded, before he just starts walking away “Jealous!? Of that nobody!?”

“Oh! And I met your adorable sister! How’s she feeling about school?” She smiles softly and asks gently.

He turns glaring, “I don’t know I’d have to ask.” His glare softens slightly “But from what I can see she seems to be doing well” 

“Awwwww, you careeeeee!” Haruka teases with some genuine shock leaking into her voice.

“Tch whatever, what else do you want?” He growls

“Oh nothing, just checking! I’m just here to help everyone get adjusted. And she truly seems like a nice girl!”

Katsuki just stares at her wary

“Don’t look at me like that! Nothing nefarious, just invited her and her friend to lunch!” She chuckles softly, shaking her head slightly.

“Ok. Why are you talking to me then? Why not talk to the bloodsucker herself?” he asks rolling his eyes

“Already did kiddo, just needed to check on her grumpy brother who was shooting daggers at everyone. And Bloodsucker?” She raises her brow at the questionable nickname.

“I don’t mean it in a rude way.” he rolls his eyes, “If anyone else were to call her that I’d blow them to bits.” he glares at her

Haruka puts her hands up in defense, “Understood.” She smirks slightly with a teasing glint in her eyes “I’ll make sure to let you know if I hear anything of the sort so you can add them to your hit list.”

“Good.” He looks at her a little less angry and he starts to walk away again

“You really do care about her don’t you? Adorable.” She smiles warmly at him, touched by his actual care and worry.

“Yes.” he whispers just barely audible, “But you tell a single soul about that and I will blow your head clean off.” he glares at her once again before leaving

“Of course I care about my sister, I may not look or be the nicest but she is my sister. Why wouldn’t I care?” He walks out the gates and spots Kirishima

“YO!” Kirishima shouts

“Shit he’s talking to me.” he glares at him, “What shitty hair?”

Kirishima doesn’t seem to notice the glare or the insult and continues, “I was wondering, cause you seem like you do, If you wanted to hit the gym with me at some point?”

Bakugo is slightly caught off guard by his friendly demeanor but quickly recovers, “depends on where.” he didn’t mind the idea of working out he’d been meaning to do it more frequently and Kirishima seems the most capable out of what Katsuki has seen.

“It would be the one closest to the school.” Kirishima says

“Ok when?” Katsuki asks his glare weak

“Either before or after school tomorrow.” Kirishima’s face lights up

“Before school 6:30.” Katsuki says a smirk emerging on his face

Kirishima grins wide, “So manly! See you then Bakubro.”

The two walk in opposite directions

“Kirishima.. He seems like a good guy. His quirk is Hardening. A fairly strong quirk, I wonder if he could take a blast from me.” Katsuki muses

He gets home to find a text from.. Deku!? His mood fouls “what the hell does the nerd want?!” he opens the message to read it

[Deku]

-Hey Kacchan, I hope this message finds you well. I was wondering if we could talk?

-If not it’s totally fine

“Tch” Katsuki glares at his phone screen as he storms to his room.

Katsuki begins to type out

What the fuck could you have to tell me?-

Before scraping the message and leaving Deku on read. He glares at his ceiling “Now on top of all this stupid shit Deku thinks he can just text me? He knows he’s only allowed to text me if Himiko is in trouble, so why the fuck is he trying to text me.” He lets small explosions go off giving his anger an outlet, but he still felt really pissed off

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Ochako’s POV

As Ochako walks home her mind wanders “Well thank god no one actually got expelled, that was crazy. Deku would have been expelled, that would have sucked after all he did during the practical. I got Haruka and Himiko’s numbers.” She had also gotten three other numbers Tooru Hagakure, Mina Ashido, and Tsuyu Asui “I wonder if Haruka was serious about getting lunch. Himiko’s quirk is very interesting. I wonder why she wants to be a hero. It must be hard with a quirk like that. People must have been so mean to her. Or maybe not, her brother is quite intimidating. He doesn’t seem to be as mean to her as he is to Izuku.” Ochako hadn’t been walking long when she ran into someone

“I’m sorry I wasn’t looking where I-” she starts

“Oh fuck you!” the stranger yells

“I already said sorry, I’ll be on my way now.” Ochako said trying to pass the man

He scoffs and under his breath says, “Fucking fatass bitches.”

“Don’t let him get to you, he's just an asshole Ochako he’s just an asshole.” She repeats this over and over till she finally gets home

“Hey honey, how was your first day?” Mom asked pulling Ochako back to the present moment

“It was really weird!” she answers with a bright smile, “The teacher threatened expulsion but didn’t go through with it. Oh I also got a few girls' numbers!”

“Well that sounds like an eventful day!” Mom says

“Yeah.” Ochako says slightly distracted

“Do you have any homework?” Mom inquires

“Oh nope thankfully we don't have any today. Most of the day was spent on a quirk exam.” Ochako recounted

“Well you must be tired! And hungry! We can make your favorite tonight if you’d like.” Mom says gently

“No” her thoughts scream, “That sounds wonderful.” she smiles then walks to her room “you idiot you shouldn’t say that! You can't, you're supposed to be-” she shakes her head “no don’t go there that's not important right now.” 

She grabs the 8 pound weights she keeps in her closet and does a few warm ups before moving on to bicep curls, russian twists, and others. “Gotta make sure I stay in shape for school.” she justifies…

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When her dad gets home

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Ochako had finished about 16 reps before she heard her dad got home and she decided to stop

As she walks to the living room her dad spots her, “Hey kiddo how was your day?”

“It was good, a bit weird but good!” she smiles, “How was your day?”

“Same old same old.” Dad shrugs

“Well you know I can help with things.” Ochako ventured

Dad laughs, “No thats ok kid you should focus on what you wanna do.”

Ochako sighs every time she asks. It's always the same response. “Are you ever going to give me a different reason?”

“Nope. You should get into something you truly want to do.” Her dad says dismissively 

“But I really do want to help you dad.” She wants to say but she knows what he’d say, so instead she just nods, “Ok fine.”

She’d been asking him this for years, both of them were just too stubborn to change their minds.

“Dinner’s ready you two.” Mom calls from the kitchen

Both Ochako and her dad walk to the kitchen. As much as Ochako loved what mom had made, the smell of food had been making her feel nauseous all day. She still ate despite her discomfort choosing to take smaller bites talking a lot to slow down the rate at which she ate.

“Do you want seconds?” Mom inquires

“No, I'm quite full thanks mom.” Ochako smiles

“Ok then! More for tomorrow.” Mom starts to get dinner cleaned up.

Ochako walks to her room, “I’m going to get ready for bed.”

“Alright kiddo sleep well.” Dad says smiling

Ochako walks to her room once again, her smile quickly dropping when she closes the door. Her phone goes off and she looks at the message

[Haruka]

-Hiiii Sweeties! We neeeed to set up a time to meet up! How bout tomorrow after school?

Ochako watches as the little bubbles pop up indicating that Himiko was typing, part of Ochako was a little surprised that Haruka wasn’t joking about going out to get food. She was glad she had a bit of money from the summer job she took.

[Himiko]

-I should be free give me a moment to double check

Ochako opens her door and peaks her head out, “Hey mom, is it ok if I go hang out with friends for dinner tomorrow?

“Yeah of course just don’t be out too late.” she shouts back

Ochako turns to her phone to find that Himiko had responded already

[Himiko]

-I am in fact free 

[Ochako]

I am also good to go, what time?-

[Haruka]

-I think we should meet after school then go get some food! Sounds good??

[Himiko]

-Sounds good to me.

[Ochako]

Yeah that sounds perfect-

[Haruka]

-Perfect! See you then sweethearts!!!!!!!! ♥️ 

Ochako feels her face flushing. “Sweetheart again… I’m never going to get used to that.” She grabs some things for a quick shower and walks to the hall closet for a towel.

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Himiko’s POV

Himiko’s mind is racing, “I’m going to be hanging out with two people who know about my quirk. They want to hang out with me? Oh my god what am I gonna wear!? Wait, she said after school so we’ll be in our uniforms” 

Himiko lies on her bed, looks up to her ceiling, and just starts to think about the day and the kids in her class. “Haruka is a very outgoing girl still not quite sure what her quirk is. Tsu is sweet, not to mention her quirk is cute. Aoyama is absolutely fabulous, I'm gonna have to talk to him more. Shouji seems like a very sweet guy. His quirk is so cool. Mina is so fun I definitely need to talk with her more. I wonder why Kirishima has a huge thing on being manly, it doesn’t seem to be a toxic masculinity thankfully. Todoroki and Yaoyorozu seem fairly similar. Todoroki is just a bit more literal in his thinking. Who else was there? That's definitely not everyone. I mean there's also Katsuki and Izuku, oh Ochako too. Ochako seems very sweet.” 

Himiko felt a familiar ache and she immediately averted her thoughts. “Nope I know what that is. There was also a bird guy. He seems eccentric. Oh there's also the invisible girl, Hagakure was her name. I think. That’s.” Himiko counts how many people she mentioned, “Katsuki, Izuku, Ochako, Haruka, Tsu, Ayoyama, Mina, Kirishima, Shouji, Todoroki, Yaoyorozu, can’t remember his name but bird guy, Hagakure… that’s thirteen. OH there was also the guy with glasses who had engines in his fucking legs. What was his name? Iida! That's fourteen. The electric guy and the guy with tape elbows were other classmates I never got their names though. So that makes sixteen, wasn't there another girl? Yeah I never talked to her even though we sit right by each other. That makes seventeen. Who are the two im mis- oh right the little grape freak.” Himiko shudders “I definitely don’t want to have anything to do with him. That's eighteen. Who the hell am I missing? I wonder if Katsuki would know.”

She stands up and walks to Katsuki’s room. She knocks before asking, “Hey Katsuki do you remember who all is in our class? I can’t remember someone, and I don’t know like 3 names. I can recall that you, Izuku, Ochako, Hagakure, Haruka, Ayoyama, Mina, Shouji, Todoroki, Tsu, Yaoyorozu, Kirishima, Iida and,” she shudders, “Mineta.”

“Kaminari, Sero, Jiro, and Kouda.” Katsuki says dismissively, “You better not-”

“Tell anyone you actually know their names, I know.” Himiko says walking back to her room. “Thank Katsuki.” she says just before shutting her door

Katsuki would never admit it but he always knew each kid's name. He just chose not to call some of them by it.

Himiko walked back over to her bed and grabbed her phone, a text had shown up from a number she didn’t have saved.