OC x MHA

1 ❁ The Move ❁

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Akara's PoV
It was moving day. My pro hero parents and I were moving to Japan. I was very, very nervous about it. Luckily my parents allowed me to finish my middle school out before taking me away from my home land. America.. The so called 'Land of Freedom' where I was born and raised. I didn't hold anything against the country I just didn't particularly like the fake lies and the government. I am normally a straight forward, well mannered, shy, sweet, kind of girl. Even though I hide behind the fake smile I give others, I hated being lied to and that was exactly what the government was doing to it's people.

No matter, I'm moving so I technically didn't have to worry about leaving anything or anyone I cared about behind. Everyone besides my parents thought bad about me, they feared because of my quirks. Light and Dark Manipulation. I can heal others, corrupt people and create shapes manipulating the light and darkness by my will. I hated using the dark one. People often called me a villain because of it.. I eventually stopped caring what they said about me, it hurts so much that I stopped crying but the pain was clearly shown in my eyes. Because as they say "the eyes are the windows to our souls..."  Some people were smart enough to read me and know that I was in pain, I just told them "I'm fine.."  Now that I'm 15 I can see the harshness of the world, and the hardness that my father pushed me to use my Dark quirk. He's been so hateful and abusive with me since I was 5. It pained me to see him so angry and upset with me... I often question as to what happened to me being "daddy's little girl" He even struck me one time, and not just with his fists, with his quirk. My smooth clear hands now held deep and light scars on the insides of my palms all because of him.. I soon learned to despise him and avoid him the best I could.

My mind began to drifted away on the plane ride to Japan so I gave in and went to sleep.

~Time Skip off plane in car ride~

I was leaned up against the window watching the scenery go by every second. My father sat beside me and my mother on his opposite side. The ride to our new house was silent and awkward. Although I didn't mind it I just wanted to be left alone. And to my surprise I was indeed left alone. However that didn't last. "We are in Musutafu Japan. It is near Tokyo. In case you were-" I cut him off, slightly irritated. "Okay.." And with that dark tone in my voice my father went quiet again. The another problem I have with my father's quirk is that it affects my mood. I can easily flip given a certain amount of push towards my mood to turn it sour and dark. Hopefully my mood isn't going to stay like this all day.

~Time skip to the house~

I didn't care for luxury items or anything of the sort. Though having two pro heroes as parents they even up going overboard with certain things. And by things I mean the huge house they just bought before hand. I went to immediately take my stuff to my new room once my mother told me which room was mine.  This room was way bigger than my old room. It looked like three rooms in one! Nevermore I started to unpack putting away my stuff.

Three hours went by I had finally put away all my stuff and items. I sat on my king size bed taking out my phone setting the weather and time zone for my new country and city. "85 degrees.." I mumble out loud to myself. "Guess I could go and explore a bit.." I got up changing into something more light and decent to wear outside in public. Once that was done I grabbed my wallet, glasses and phone skipping out my room sliding down the spiral staircase leading downstairs. And just before I could turn the knob to open the door, he called out to me. "Chiyo, where are you going? Have you finished unpacking?" my father asked harshly than need be. I turn to face him and nod. "Yes father I have, everything is put away. And I was going to explore to get use to area, if that is ok with you?" I told him, he stood there thinking for a moment before he said something. "Very well you may go. But, come back before 10. No excuses either" His voice boomed across the room. I showed him a weak smile and nodded once more. "Alright father" and with that I was granted freedom!

Two hours went by fast as I was walking aimlessly through the city. It was pretty and there was so many people! I had to practically hug the wall to get by people. Must be rush hour. What felt like forever I finally manged to squeeze my way out of that unfortunate situation. I wanted to find a way to the park if they had one. As I turned the corner I felt like someone had just knocked the soul out of me, I was immediately knocked down to the ground my head hitting the wall and my glasses falling off to the side somewhere. I grab my head groaning in pain. "Are you alright?" I heard someone say to me, I look up slightly to see a boy probably around my age with a two tone hair color, on the right it was white and on the left it was red. Whao....pretty. I blink not knowing what to say. I watched him bend down and pick up something, my glasses. "Are these yours?" the pretty boy asked me handing out my glasses towards me. "Yes they are, thank you" I grabbed my glasses carefully trying to not show my scars. I slipped them back on, and before I tried to stand up on my own, he out stretched his right hand toward, offering to help me. Such a gentleman! "Thank you" I said to him taking his hand helping me up, I let go once I was up. I was about to walk away before he said something.

"Shoto Todoroki" I looked at him slightly confused. Was that his name or something. Then I realized I was just staring him like a idiot. Crap! "Ah! Sorry. It took me a second to realize what you said. Heh.. My name is Chiyo Akara" I smiled nervously at him. "Well Akara, I apologize for knocking you down." He said with a emotionless face looking off somewhere else. "Oh no need to apologize, I should have been more prepared for unknown areas." I say to him. "Unknown areas? Are you new to this country?" He looks back at me with a sharp gaze. "Um yes I am. I just moved here from America. I was trying to find the park when I ran into you. Sorry again about that" I noticed when I said 'America' his eyes slightly opened a bit more. No matter what expression he makes, he will still be pretty. Jeez I could stare at him all day.. but that'll be creepy so..

"Here" was all he said. I looked down he was motioning his phone towards me. Did he want to exchange numbers or something?  "Since I doubt you know what it means, I'm offering you my number so if you want to learn more about this country you can message me" he said with his bored expression again. Ooh so I was right. "Oh right, sorry" I took him phone and gave him mine. I put my name down as Haze. Haze ment light and dark. We exchange our phones back and he gives a questionable look when he sees the name I put down. "I can tell you what it means later" I glance down at what he put for his, it says Icy-Hot. Huh!?!? Was all I could think of reacting to his name. I glance up and he was smirking slightly opening his mouth to say something.

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"I can tell you what it means later..."