Nezu's challenge! (Villain Rehab)

20: Aizawa's apology

Tsuki burst out laughing on the field.

Midoryia stood confused, his arms still in defence as he looked down in defeat.
"How did you... how didn't I notice?"

"You were so fucking caught up in your own story..." Tsuki laughed, "As though you're a fucking main character!"

"Language!" Midnight called out again.

With a defeated sigh, Midoryia dropped his arms. "Alright, you've won."

"I know," Tsuki stopped laughing, "It was fun sparring, we should do it again some time."

There was a shift in Midoryia's face. He smiled very brightly suddenly. "We totally should!"

Midnight squealed, "Youth!"

—

"I won!" Tsuki said once she ran all the way up to the stands, "I did it, guys I won!"

Class 2A greeted her with cheers, smiling as she smiled the brightest she ever had.

The celebration was short last when Aizawa suddenly came.

"As part of our deal," Aizawa said slowly, "Because Tsuki caught without her quirk... I'm giving... an apology in front of the class."

Midoryia came from behind. "This makes loosing so worth it, not gonna lie."

Tsuki burst out in joyful laughter and everyone joined. As Aizawa took away the quirk bracelets he told the students to never speak of this day again. He hated their victory faces.

"And Midoryia," Aizawa said, "I told you to be better at noticing your surroundings, not only big obstacles."

"Yes sir!"

—

Three people stood on a stage that afternoon, getting their prize. Tsuki smiled as All Might put the medal around her neck with slight dislike.
"I don't know how you convinced Midoryia to not use his quirk but—"

"He wanted to prove himself," Tsuki said thoughtfully, "I think someone once hurt him, by telling him you can't be strong without a quirk. I didn't even know he'd be stupid because of it."

All Might's face fell and his dislike got replaced by sadness. Tsuki wondered about it for only a moment as fireworks burst in the sky. "Congratulations!" All Might seemed to ignore the exchange of words quickly, smiling at a camera.

Tsuki notcied how All Might hid his sadness, his anxiety, his... everything. She would have to ask Hound Dog why he hid everything behind a smile... actually, so many people did that, even her. Was that even normal?

—

The class would gather in the classroom before the day would be over.

Class 2A walked to the main building, all cheering because of their win.

"Wait up," Monoma ran up to them. The only one noticing was Papillon and Tsuki, who had been trailing off from the group as they discussed people's quirks and weaknesses.

"Your problem," Papillon said quickly, "I don't want to talk to that creep."

Tsuki sigehd. Way to have her back here.
Class 2A walked on as Tsuki waited for Monoma to catch up. She made sure they were out of sight before Tsuk turned to Monoma.

"Motherfucker," Tsuki hissed, "I said fuck off pretty clearly before—"

"You didn't specifically," Monoma said with a smart smile, but Tsuki just glared.
With a sigh, Monoma stopped smiling. "I just came to ask wether you are okay. After what happened, I feel kinda... guilty—"

"Don't tell me how you feel," Tsuki said annoyed, "It's written all over you!"

This, Monoma had experienced himself. He looked away as he imagined how stupid he must look. "It still bothers me I opened up what probably is an old wound. Nobody should go through that shit and—"

"Tell that to my parents," Tsuki deadpanned.

"What?" Monoma frowned.

"They sold me," Tuski said as she glared, "So... tell that shit...to my fucking parents."

Monoma was at a loss for words. "You really believe that they did?"

"What?"

"They didn't sell you," Monoma clarified, "Obviously that person from that memory was lying. I know a liar when I see one."

"Fuck off," Tsuki simply said, suddenly feeling very tired. "It's... wrong. I don't want to hear that." She turned around, leaving Monoma to go to his own classroom.

Class 2A was already getting an evaluation. It was boring, so Tsuki decided to make an entrance. She opened the door loudly, making it slam against the wall. She left it open as she walked to her seat.

As though suddenly noticing Aizawa, she turned around just in front of her seat. "Oh sorry, am I interrupting?"

The class broke into small snickers.

"Sit down," Aizawa said sternly, "And next time try to close the door."

"No, I tried," Tsuki said as she sat down, "I just wanted to rub it in that I won the bet thing we had going—"

"Detention."

A laugh escaped Arawaru, almost landing him in detention as well.

Tsuki smiled as she felt great. She had won after all.

—

Nezu shifted around the papers on his desk. He sighed when he realised the gravity of the situation.

"I won't believe you," the person in front of her said, "She left us, that's something I can't forgive."

Someone with golden eyes and white hair looked at Nezu with determination on her face. A smaller boy much like his sister sat on the ground, playing with a doll as he waited.
These were the two siblings you've been waiting for. (If you remember at all)

"I hate her for leaving, I hate Konchu." The girl said decisively. She hated Papillon.