All or Nothing

6

It was the next day and I was sitting at my desk, looking through Midoriya's files. He'd been in the nurses office with broken fingers and legs at least four times, and it was only the second week of school, "What is wrong with this kid?" I wondered aloud as I checked the newspaper clipping stuck behind his class I.D. photo. 'Sludge monster defeated by All Might; young kid runs in to save class mate' was the summary of the article, "Huh." I sat back in my chair as I read over it. He really did act like a hero with how it was described. I was out of the loop on a lot of hero stuff other than what happened in Tokyo. I was still only a part time hero since a lot of the villains showing up then had harder quirks to combat. I got to the part where he threw his bag at the monster and I furrowed my eyebrows, "Why didn't he just use his quirk? It seems pretty powerful." I stated out loud, hunching over the paper.

That's when another nurse ran in, "Ms. Voodoo Doll!"

"Yes?" I asked, still focused on the paper.

He sounded out of breath when he finally made it to my desk, "The hospital called and said Eraser Head checked out this morning, and I just saw him walk into his classroom."

My head jerked up, and I hissed, "What?"

I stomped down the hallway, and could hear his students shouting from outside the door. I looked in to see him dressed in his hero suit, but completely bandaged like a mummy. I felt steam coming from my ears and my blood boiled as I shoved the door open, "Aizawa Shota." I shouted and everyone got quiet.

"Oh shit," I heard him mumble and start to turn.

"Nu uh!" I stomped over to him, "Why didn't you call me first? You are supposed to be in the hospital— Who even let you out?!"

I saw out of the corner of my eye movement and my head snapped out to see Mic. He paused guiltily and I turned my entire body to look at him, crossing my arms, "Hazashi Yamada."

"Ah shit she used full name— I'll see ya later Aizawa!" He ran off and I sighed.

I turned back to Aizawa and he was giving me an apologetic look, "You're a pain in the ass."

"I told you I needed to teach," he responded wiggling his casted arm.

"I told you, you needed to rest," I frowned, walking over to the side of the desk so he could continue to teach, "I can't believe you. You ignored me, Mic, and even All Might!"

"All Might doesn't even follow his own advice," He noticed me stop and gave me a funny look, "What are you doing?"

"I'm staying right here to make sure you don't do something stupid because I can't trust you not to." I responded, taking my stand next to his desk as I crossed my arms.

He sighed, "Anyway, we were talking about the sports festival coming up."

I nodded and remembered how I backed out due to giving Toya a nasty shoulder scar our second year of high school. I had won against him, but I didn't feel worthy of the medal because I had blacked out.

I didn't join in the festival after that year.

"Uh," one of the students raised their hands, "Mr. Aizawa who is that?" It was a young girl with black hair pulled up into a ponytail.

"This is Akahana Hotaru," he gestured to me with his good hand, "Voodoo Doll. She's one of the school nurses here at U.A. She's new, so don't do anything stupid."

"Yes! She's the one that helped me get the teachers to the U.S.J. building." Iida stated excitedly.

I smiled and waved at him, "Hi, Iida."

I saw another hand raise and I looked over, my eyes widening, "Sho-," I stopped myself and coughed, "Ah, Todoroki Shoto!"

He looked dumbfounded as he dropped his hand, "Ma'am, may I talk to you after class?"

"Yes, after I chew Mr. Aizawa out for ignoring my advice," I nodded gently. I was internally screaming I was so excited, but I was still extremely mad at Aizawa.

"You sure are naggy," a student with spiky blonde hair muttered, leaning back in his seat as he crossed his arms.

I flicked my eyes in his direction and sighed, slowly pulling my mask down, "I'd shut your mouth kid," I stated bearing my teeth.

"I could take you," he growled, acting like he was gonna get up.

"Bakugou I suggest you sit down," Aizawa interjected, "I don't want you to get injured before the sports festival."

I smirked, pulling my mask back up over my nose, "You think she could take me? Kirishima has teeth like hers, so I'm not intimidated. Let's go out to the training field." The Bakugou kid was standing next to his desk, an ugly sneer on his face.

"Bakugou-," Aizawa was going to tell him to stop, but I raised my hand.

"No," I chuckled a little, "if this kid wants to fight me then I'll indulge him."

Aizawa sighed and shook his head, "You've done it now," he turned towards the door, "Everyone to the training field. Bakugou go change into a gym uniform so you don't ruin your school clothes."

"Bakugou," Shoto stood as he tried to warn him, "I must warn you that she was one of the big three her senior year here at U.A.," Bakugou didn't seem to be listening as he seethed anger, "Your ego is going to be damaged."

"Shut up! Damn Icy Hot." Bakugou stormed out as everyone followed suit.

Aizawa waited for everyone to leave before turning to me, "Hotaru-."

"Nope," I stated holding up a hand to stop him, "I'm mad at you, and I'm gonna take my anger out on this kid that needs to get knocked down a peg," I walked past him to the door, "You're gonna sit your ass on a bleacher and watch."