Thicker Than Blood (A My Hero Academia Fanfic)

A Needed Distraction

Before home room I went to the teachers lounge. Hoping to speak with dad about cutthroat. I knocked and Cementoss answered. "Good morning!" I bowed. "Is all might here? I need to speak with him.....privately," he nodded and let me in. Dad was seated in his usual chair, when he saw me he smiled. "Ah can we go to a more private room to talk?" I asked him and he lead the way. He sat across from me. "You look troubled," he said and I nodded. "Well there's a lot we need to catch up on. For um starters and please don't do anything rash," I took a breath. "Cutthroat has been communicating with me. I can see him and he can see me but we're not in the same space so to speak. He projecting himself so that only I can see him and he can only see me," I rubbed my arm. "He thinks I'm weak and can use me as some sort of portal eventually, I believe. He won't be able to do it but I can't stop him from bothering me just yet. I haven't honed my abilities enough to deny him,"

"That's pretty serious Scar," dad messed with his hair. "I'll have to talk it over with Aizawa and the principal at the very least. But you know for a fact he won't be able to use you, you have to be a 100% sure scar," I nodded enthusiastically. "I'm sure, I-I won't let you guys down," I then told him about Eri and what happened. "I'm just so frustrated," tears began falling onto my lap. "If you had done anything, he would've went into hiding and you'd never get your chance to save her," I sighed. "I know! But! It just hurts so much......to see a girl that is in a situation I was in. To not be able to help her, heal her. I just.........," dad placed his hand on my shoulder. "There's nothing you can do now. But," he got up and looked out the window. "If I know nighteye........you'll save her. Don't worry," I nodded and ran up to hug him. He held me tight and pet my hair.

"All might-," i quickly let go of him and put distance between us, It was Midnight. "Oh! Sorry, just had some things you should look over," I brushed it off. "No worries! I was just leaving!" I put on a bright smile and left the room. Classes went by as usual, on the walk back to the dorms. I went to my little training area, I've been using lately. I practiced until the sun was down and I could hardly feel my hands. I took a bath and almost fell asleep but thankfully didn't. As I got out, I noticed quite a bit of baking things out on the counters. I looked over the ingredients. It seems that someone was making a chocolate cake. As if on queue Sato came into the kitchen.

"Training your quirk?" I asked him. "Not really, everyone seems to love my sweets. So I wanted to make a big sheet cake for everyone!" He smiled brightly. "That's a really sweet idea. Need any help?" "I'm okay, thanks for the offer though!" He didn't seem to appreciate my pun. With my golden joke purely wasted, I plopped on the couch. Kirishima and Mina were playing a fighting game. They were really heated about it. "Come on! You had her!" Kaminari egged Kirishima on. Kaminari was so into the game, I'm pretty sure he bet someone Kirishima would win. I looked out the window and the boys were back from their provisional license lesson. I waved to both of them which they both returned. Katsuki seemed to be yelling at Shoto for some reason.

I shook my head, he's always yelling. They entered the dorm. I gave both of them a warm smile. Shoto returned it and Katsuki just walked off. "Uh good talk?" Shoto chuckled a bit. "He's just upset," "Him? Never!" I joked. "Mind if I steal you for a second?" "Sure!" I hopped off the couch and followed him outside. "So what's up?" I turned to face him then he slammed his lips against mine. "Hm!" We kissed longer this time than our first kiss. He touched my arm and it made both of us jump back. "Sorry!" We said in unison our faces both bright red. "I'm sorry I've been wanting to do that all day. It's all that's been on my mind," he rubbed his neck. "Well I'm sorry for retreating from the kiss. The coldness of your hand scared me," I looked down and he sighed.

"That's my fault though, you don't need to be sorry," I shook my head. "Both of our quirks keep messing things up. I bet I felt like I was on fire," To change the subject I asked. "How's your provincial license lessons going?" He sighed. "They're tough but I'm mostly just frustrated. I don't show it as much as Bakugo, but I do feel the same way. We're lagging behind a lot because of the license and we can't do anything about it,"