Hero | Katsuki Bakugo

Too Much

I woke up in a cold sweat, screaming loudly as I launched myself out of bed. Of course I had a nightmare about the fetish guy. Was that who Izuku was calling Shigaraki? I wish my stupid memories would just come back already!

"Jinora, you okay?" Toshinori asked as he busted the door open. He looked scared, walking to me and pulling me into a tight hug. I was slowly catching my breath, his hand running over my hair was helping me calm down faster.

"Nightmare," I breathed heavily, "just a nightmare. USJ." I finally had relaxed enough as I pulled myself back a bit. 

"Do you want a snack? I always eat one when I have a nightmare," he said. Toshinori grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen. I sat on the other side of the island on a stool as he pulled out a pack of cookies and poured us both a glass of milk.

"Toshinori, am I really a pro hero?" I asked, he pulled a stool around so he could sit across from me. He finished the bite of the cookie he was eating, smiling at me softly while thinking of what to say.

"Yes, you are. You're number 2 actually, even after all these years of you being gone. You've saved a lot of people," he was now taking another bite of a cookie. I did too, dunking it in my milk for a few seconds before eating it.

"And what about my quirk, I have more than two I think." I said, he choked for a second. He took a long drink of milk, helping himself to stop choking.

"Well, yes, that's a possibility. It's hard to explain, I told you when you were young but,"

"But I don't remember." I finished for him, sighing as I stared at my hands.

"I am not the first wielder of One For All, there are 7 before me. I am number 8, and well," he trailed off while grabbing the back of his neck.

"No hiding it now, better to get it out of the way." Aizawa said suddenly, taking one of my cookies and earning a small hey from me as I laughed. I turned back to Toshinori, waiting eagerly for him to tell me whatever it was.

"There's one after me, well two. You're number 9 actually, Izuku Midoriya being number 10 as of recently. You're however the second born with the quirk, instead of it being passed down to you like it was to me."

"With you Jinora, I wouldn't need to find myself a predecessor. You're top of the game already, 2nd born with One For All. It works out perfectly!" My dad said, smiling brightly. I held his hand tightly as we crossed the street, laughing as we walked.

"You really promise? You won't find anyone else?" My big red eyes bore into his blue ones, he squeezed my hand even tighter as we walked.

"I promise, I don't need anyone else."

I stood quickly, pushing the chair back from under me as I backed up into the counter. My chest felt tight again, but this time with anger. He promised, he promised he didn't need anyone else!

"Jinora, it's not how it sounds. It was for different-"

"Did you think I was dead? That I was gone forever? Figured 'oh hey since my daughter isn't here let me break our promise real quick'!? And with Izuku Midoriya! Are you fucking kidding me!?" I shouted, not caring if I woke up all of Japan right now. They talk about how they never stopped looking for me, they never gave up hope and then it's this bullshit!

I ran up the stairs, ignoring their calls for me. I ran into my room, slamming the door shut loudly behind me. I put on shoes, the same hoodie I've been wearing the last 3 days and grabbed my phone and suit. I opened the window quickly, leaping from it as Toshinori opened my door. He begged for me to wait, apologized for it, but there was no stopping me now.