A Lucky One

5

Katsuki had accepted the proposal to join just seconds before Eraserhead could leave the infirmary. Whether out of logical concerns or a deep personal desperation, Katsuki agreed.

The rain had been digging on his skin for some time now, but the none-stop nagging from Eraserhead is making him question whether joining the Hero Alliance's UA Team was a good idea. It could very well be because he might have been overwhelmed by a budding feeling that he's surpressed within himself since middle school...and said yes. Which possibly is one of the stupidest thing he's done in his life.

"Too slow. Do better."

"Shut up." he spat, "I know."

They've been grinding grease and sweat for the whole afternoon to prepare him for missions outside of school. Despite his actual fighting capabilities and experiences that he had, it was definite for a fact that Bakugo neither knew how to support others or work as a team. To which, the heroes have long understood, is crutial to not only their success, but their survival.

From the distance, in the shade, Uraraka and another guy - purple haired and wearing with a similar-looking off-white Aizawa skarf - stood to watch (Bakugo heard Eraserhead, at some point, call him Shinso.). A third guy, whose scar and dual-colored hair and a scar was well known in the hero community, joined their preview of the spar happening before them.

"How's Tokoyami doing?" Todoroki asked, sipping his bottled water.

"In the Infirmary. Fukidashi said that this time the damages were bad enough that it'll take a while for him to wake up. Oh, and Dark Shadow keeps crying. Angry. Scared. Again. Though this time it's worse: Wont let anyone get near Tokoyami at all. Wont tell us why either. Which was why they had to move them in a seperate room. Mr. Aizawa thought it wasn't a good idea to risk the lives of others while Dark Shadow ramained in that state."

"...The last time that happened wasn't much of a happy memory." He paused as Shinso nodded. After taking a good glance at their faces, glazed his eyes immediately to the sparring match. "Any thoughts?"

"Overall? Basic. I don't know what Mr. Aizawa's thinking." Said Shinso. "I have to give credit though that he's fighting Mr. Aizawa and for the past four hours. I give a few days and he'll be allowed to use his quirk. We'll see then how good he is. So, how about it? What are your thoughts?"

"Wet." Said Todoroki, offering no other answer. "Just wet."

Shinso nodded, diverting his question to Uraraka who remained terribly silent the whole sparring session. Obsiffic for the whole four hours. "So you gonna say anything about the new guy now or what?"

Her burning glare moved to Shinso for a moment, settled, and back to the fight. "I don't know what you want me to say."

"Please," Shinso's sarcasm seeped, almost irritating, as he grabbed the bottle of water from Todoroki's own hands and taking a sip of it for himself. "Of course you do."

Uraraka sighed. Not wanting to respond.

"Well?"

"...I dont think it's that important of a topic."

"But important enough to make you lose you piss and beat him senseless? 25% my dumb butt... I don't think so-"

"Just-" She raised her voice, a desperate cry that struggled - and from the looks of it, still struggling - to tell herself that it wasn't that much of a big deal. "I just, I really don't wanna talk about it right now, Shin."

"You never wanna talk about anything to anyone at all. 'Least, not anymore. When at some point you stopped, you know that well enough that it got everyone worried, don't you? Now, I'm not trying to force you to do it, but at some point you have to if you want to get better."

"I am better--"

"Well that's a load of bull and you know it." Shinso sighed, for the last time to night, and found that she neither needed her, nor does he want to stay. "You got what you wanted right? To be the strongest in UA? To prove people wrong? Right?" His voice raised, which almost never happened to him anymore. He turned to leave, saying his last line, "...But what come's after that, Ochako?"

Silence ensued as he left.

A surge of disappointment weighed on her. Even keeping her head up seemed to be a difficult talk.

"Well," Todoroki stood straight, although he had to look away, "What now?"

No response.

"I'll be giving you your time for yourself as well." He turned to leave, "But he's right. We were all worried for you. You don't always need to stand strong alone. As bad as things can get, we're here for you. At least, if you want us to."