New kids [BNHA OC]

Oh No

(A.N. just wanted to put a warning up that I am a natural Horror writer and I for some reason I have a hard time writing happy stories and my horror side always manages to come out so from here on things can get a bit "Gruesome" or "Upsetting" to some readers and I just want to put a warning so it doesn't hit you by surprise if you don't like those kinds of things and sometimes since I am a person to love horror and all things scary I don't notice how awful my writing can get so I didn't know when to put this warning might as well do it to early rather than too late)

Emiko [POV]

"This has never happened before" I pointed out

"That's what worries me" Emika agreed,  I opened my mouth to say something else when Ichiro sat up quickly going into a coughing fit

"Ichi are you alright" I asked quickly he held up one hand it shaking violently.  He closed his hand into a fist holding up his first two fingers and his last finger excluding his middle finger.  I sighed, that was our nonverbal symbol hat we were okay but the fact that he still didn't stop coughing was worrying.  A dark crimson liquid spilled to the floor.  He dropped his hand covering his mouth with both of them not still coughing.  The doorbell rang.  Emika went to go get it

"I...., don't feel...., right" he mumbled from behind his hands

"What do you mean?" I asked as he pulled his hands away from his mouth.  They were stained red from blood.  He turned to look at me blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Statue" he muttered rolling up his pants leg staining the fabric with his own blood.  His leg was a pale porcelain white.  I looked around confused where he got a hold of something like that but I couldn't find anything

"Where did that material come from?" I asked concerned

"Bones" was all he managed to say before going into another coughing fit

"I didn't know that you could do that" I exclaimed

"Not..., I'm..., not supposed to..., be able to" he explained.  Emika came back upstairs followed by Midoriya Uraraka and Iida.  

"What on earth happened?" Emika asked

"I still don't know" I shook my head, Ichiro noticed everyone else behind Emika.  I think he started to panic by all the new people here.  He felt around on the ground before he finally found my hand grabbing hold of it.  I didn't mind the blood that he got all over my hand.  Midoriya quickly came over beside me and him on the floor.  Ichiro tensed up moving back a bit

"Can I touch you?" Midoriya asked nervously his hands shaking.  Ichiro nodded slowly his anxiety setting in again.  Midoriya slowly reached up feeling his neck for his pulse.  Even though Ichiro gave permission he still jumped at his touch.  Ichiro nervously drummed his fingers against his hardened leg.  Midoriya removed his hand looking at where Ichiro was drumming his fingers

"what is that material?" He asked

"Bone" Ichiro muttered

Midoriya [POV]

Bone? I didn't even think that it was possible for his quirk.  I didn't really know what was happening with him but he seemed like he was defiantly freaking out and I don't think that this was helping with anything

"Should we....., call someone?" I suggested

"Who would we even call?" Emiko asked

"I don't know All might?  Aizawa?  Your mom?  My mom?  Anyone I don't know" I was starting to freak out 

"Aizawa would probably be a lot of help but he probably wouldn't care enough to come out all this way" Uraraka agreed

"Is he really that uncaring?" Emiko asked

"I don't really know" I responded

"No....," Ichiro started "No..," he stood up shakily taking a few steps towards the door.  He had a huge limp but I think it was only his lower left leg and foot that had turned to bone

"Where are you going?" Emiko exclaimed

"I know...., how to fix this" he insisted

"Has this happened before?" Emiko and Emika both shouted at the same time

"When no one was home yes" he responded walking down the hallway turning into a room slamming the door behind me.  I assumed it was the bathroom because I heard water running.

"How come he never told us?" Emiko asked her shoulders drooping

"You know that's how his anxiety works thinking he's a bother and not wanting to burden us" Emika answered (A.N. I think that might be called depression but I don't wanna go there in this fan fiction) 

"What's with the writing on the wall too?" she asked

"I don't know he didn't mention anything about it" Emika shrugged

"Well I didn't really ask" 

"I honestly don't believe he remembers doing it" Emika said hopefully.  We waited there for almost half an hour in tense silence waiting for the running water to stop

"He's going to flood the bathroom at this rate" Emiko joked laughing nervously

"At least someone's fine enough to make jokes" I pointed out

"That's her way of coping with crushing anxiety" Emika explained

"Oh" I scratched at the back of my neck nervously.  Finally the water stopped and there was only silence.  I couldn't even tell if anyone was still breathing.  The door slowly opened and Ichiro came in his hair dripping wet and matted to his face.

"What did that do?" Emiko asked,  Ichiro rolled up his pants leg it didn't seem like bone anymore it just seemed normal.  He didn't smile though he just kept his head down like in class not saying anything.

"Ichi what is that writing on the wall behind your posters?" Emika blurted out

"I sleepwalk when I'm nervous I guess I write on the wall" he replied quietly walking over to us still with a slight limp

"Please don't tell mom about this she'll insist I go to the doctor I don't like it there" he shivered talking slowly

"Yeah okay" Emiko seemed reluctant but agreed

"Let's all go downstairs let Ichi rest a bit" Emika suggested

"Yeah" I agreed following her downstairs not being able to take a last glance as she shut the door behind herself.

(A.N. so not exactly 1000 words with the A.N. and all but I don't like switching perspectives in the middle of the chapter so that's why)