Chapter 12:

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Your POV

I pause before nocking on the door. Just when I gain all my courage I heard a small frail voice behind me.

"Y/n?" I turned around at looked at him in the eyes.

"I'm home." Was all I could manage to say. He then engulfed me in a hug. I hugged home back with a smile on my face. We went inside together and his mother looked up at both of us. She runs to me hugging me tightly.

"Is it really you?" She managed to cry out, tears running down her face.

"Its me Inko."

"I barely can notice you. You grown so much." I smiled and then realised I was touching her skin. I'll gain her quirk. She let go of me and asked if I'll be staying for a while. I nodded at she pointed to my room. I walk into it everything was there just how I left it. Putting all my stuff away I turn on my TV. And watched the news.

Later that night.

It was hard for me to sleep with out Dabi with me. After an hour of tossing and turning I finally went to sleep.

In the morning Izuku woke me up, asking if I wanted to go back to the school. "Sure." I got up and got dressed in the uniform I was given near the beginning of the year. I brushed my hair and left it down. While changing, I noticed a small hickey on my collar bone. I covered it up with the blouse and sighed. I walked to the kitchen and gave Inko a hug. "Bye see you after school." I left with Izuku. I'm glad he didn't ask any questions about me with the villains.

A couple minutes later, we arrived at the school and walked into our class. I was immediately surrounded by all my class mates. Except for one. Bakugou. All of them asked many questions. I just told them I don't want to relive my past and I'm fine. They all nodded and we sat down. Mineta came up to me and drooled. "You got hotter over the past months!" I looked at him and kicked him to the wall.

"Perve." I snarled and sat back down. Kirishima came to me with a toothy grin.

"I'm glad your back."

"Thanks." We all sat down when the teacher came in. It was Toshinori in his normal form.

"Ah young l/n I'm glad your back." I nodded and he started the lesson. When class ended for lunch he stopped me.

"Yes sir?" I asked looking back at him.

"I want you to stay after school so you could learn everything you missed." I nodded and he dismissed me. I went to lunch and sat with all my friends. A few 2-B students stopped to ask questions but I didn't want to answer them. After a few minutes had passed I excused myself. Running up to the roof, I just wanted to be alone. I sat there looking up at the sky. I didn't want to be near people who would talk about me being with the league. I looked at my hand and had blue flames dance on my palms. I smiled thinking of the night I was almost raped and Dabi rescued me. A tear fell down my cheek. I closed my hand and watched as the flame goes out.

"Pretty girls should never cry." I heard a soft voice behind me. I turn around and saw Dabi leaning on a box. I stand and run up to him.

"Dabi!" I cheered and jumped into his arms.

"Do me a favor and never use my quirk. Please?" Nodded and stayed in his arms. Then another voice was heard. I turn my head and see Bakugou staring at me. Shock in his eyes. He started making small explosions.

"Get away from her!" He yelled before I knew it Dabi pushed me behind him. Fire in his palms. The next thing i know is pro hero's coming up and tackling Dabi. They took him away. I look up at Bakugou and ran. I jumped off the roof and used Uraraka's quirk to get me to the ground safely. I run away from the school and into an abandoned mansion. I knew it was a good place to calm down.

In a few minutes a lady appeared she looked twenty years old. She had long pink hair. She was wearing a black shirt with the word 'punk' on it and a black leather jacket without sleeves. She had on a short skirt and fish net socks that went up to her lower thighs. Her boots were leather and black with a five inch heel. "Is something bothering you?" She asked. I nodded and stood up. Her voice was sweet but I could tell she has a bad side. She walks up to me and puts a hand on my shoulder. "When something bothers me I just sing my cares away." She handed me a microphone that was plugged up to a large speaker in the abandoned pool. I smile and think of a song. I grabbed my ipod and plugged it up to one of the speakers. It played just one yesterday.

I take in a deep breath and start singing. "I thought of angles choking on their halos. Get them drunk on rose water." I listened to my voice and it sounded amazing. "See~ how dirty I can get them. Pulling on there fragile teeth. And clipping there tiny wings." Soon more people joined and cheered. A boy get in with me and started singing with me. "Anything you can and will be held against you. So only say my name and it will be held against you. Any thing you say can and will beheld against you. So only say my name and it will be held against you."

"If heavens grief~ bring hells rain. Then I'd trade all my tomorrow's for just one yesterday."

"I know I'm bad news."

"For just one yesterday."

"I saved it all for you."

"I want to teach you a lesson in the worse kind of way." "Still I'd trade all my tomorrow's for just on yesterday."

"I know in bad news."

"For just one yesterday."

"I saved it all for you."

"For just one yesterday." The song ended and I was catching my breath. The other boy I was singing with came to me.

"Hey your not too bad. I'm Chingo." He said while holding out his hand the crowd was still cheering. He had blue spiky hair with red highlights. He was wearing a black hoody and ripped jeans, the belt had a chain that linked to the pocket. The shoes he wore were black sneakers with a red stripe on the side. He had a scar over his eye about three inches long. His eyes were green and made me melt. I finally came back to reality and spoke.

"I'm y/n. Not too bad yourself Chingo." I said while shaking his hand.

"This is your first time here?"

"Yeah what's this place called?"

"Its called the colors of emotion. If you need anything ask boss or me." He pointed to the woman that let me sing.

"Why is it called that?"

"Its for whenever your upset or have problems you can come here and sing the emotion to make you feel better."

"Cool! I better get going. Bye." I grabbed my stuff and ran for home. But before I left I slipped my phone number into the boys hand. I ran for home knowing it was late. 'I'm so screwed!'

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