Souls Hero Academia (Rewrite)

Chapter 48: Sports Festival (10)

Izuku pursed his lips, eyes glued to the arena as the medi-bots hauled an unconscious Kirishima off the stage. Shiozaki was left behind, eyes closed as she clasped her hands in prayer. He grimaced. There was a reason why he shied away from miracles. Why put your faith on those that never even responded?

His fingers rolled on the armrest of his chair, sometimes clenching, and sometimes not. As the religious thorn-haired teen left the stage, Izuku let out a breath. No wonder he and Patches got along, they both hated those of the cloth in their own, strange ways. Izuku for being torn down again and again ever since he was conscious enough to decide right from wrong, and Patches for hating those in power that exploited those underneath.

Sighing once more, he searched within his mind the next participants in the event, and a smile came across his lips. Looking at his feathered friend, Izuku patted him on the shoulder, eliciting a confused squawk from the teen.

"Midoriya? Mayhaps you tell me why you look like I am about to head to mine demise?" Izuku used his free hand to point towards the section of the stadium which housed the general classes. Still confused as to the action, Izuku sighed and just straight up told him.

"Good luck fighting Himi." Izuku just left it at that, the ominous vibe that hung around the air causing the avian-mutated teen's feathers to ruffle.

"... Ah..." All he had to do was think back to the second event to realize how the girl moved... How the girl fought... Dark Shadow, his fun-loving quirk, suddenly materialized from behind him, his eyes looking a little concerned.

"Ei, Fumi. I don't like the eyes of that girl." Dark Shadow shivered, shadowy claws gripping onto the avian head's shoulders like a vice. "Gives me the heebie jeebies..."

"Ow, would you please let go of my shoulders, Dark Shadow?" Tokoyami winced as the undoubtedly sharp claws dug into his skin.

"Ah, my bad." Dark Shadow let go of his shoulders and slunk back into his host's body, but not before giving another word about Himi. "Just... Be careful, Fumi. Something tells me you're not gonna like her fighting you."

"... Any pointers, Midoriya?" Tokoyami asked Izuku, his tone betraying his unbothered facade.

"Nope. Git Gud." Izuku gave Tokoyami a bright smile and slapped him on the back, eliciting a squawk from the avian head. "Good luck out there."

Grumbling to himself, Tokoyami left the booth, feathers ruffled as he opened the door that marked his exit. Once he was gone, the rest of the class focused on Izuku, their curiosity worn on their sleeves.

"Hey, hey, Midori." Ashido, the gossip queen as per usual, was the first to approach him, hands fiddling with a pen and notebook. "Can you tell us anything about... Uh... What was her name again?"

"Toga Himiko, kero." Tsu answered with a finger on her chin.

"Right, Toga? Anything you can tell us about her?" Ashido leaned forward, stars in her eyes as she entered into matchmaking mode.

"She likes drinking blood." Izuku shrugged and waved the pinkette off. "That's all you're gonna get out of me. You want to ask a question about her? Ask Himi directly."

"Ohhhh~ Himi~ Pet names already?" Ashido grinned, followed by some whistles from the class and outrage from one specific grape-themed midget.

"Yes? Why? Is that a big deal?" And now it was Ashido's turn to have her jaw drop to the floor, along with some of the class.

"A big de- Of course it is!" Ashido leaned forward even more, her piercing yellow eyes backgrounded by the black sclera making it seem like she was the spawn of the devil himself. "You're calling her by a nickname you gave her! And she's fine with it! If that doesn't scream dating, I dunno what is!"