Quirkless Rejects

Kiyashi Ward Shopping Mall

Ochako didn't know how to feel. After her talk with Aizawa-sensei, she felt so confused. Honestly, Ochako still believes that Mikumo is Deku, you can't fake that large of an "identity disorder." But... after her talk with Aizawa-sensei she just didn't know. What if Mikumo was really just trying to protect me? Not that I need it of course. If Ochako was to get him in trouble and tell the police when he really wasn't Deku, she could ruin Mikumo's whole entire life!

She just couldn't risk it.

She would let it go for now and just enjoy being with her friends at the mall. Most of the class was gathering at the Kiyashi Ward Shopping Mall to buy things they do not have for their summer training camp. Uraraka sighed. She was lucky to pass her practical exam. Her teammate, Aoyama, had mentioned something about Bakugou. For the life of her, she could not figure out why she reacted so oddly and let go of the poll. But she did and they passed.

"Oi! Uraraka!" Ochako looked up towards the voice of Kirishima. "Hey!" She waved. Then stopped. Standing next to Kirishima was Mikumo in the flesh. Beanie and tie-dye hoodie, as per usual. Most of the class was already there. Ochako came up beside Kirishima and Mina. "Sorry, we invited Mikumo to come as well." Up close, Ochako could see it; the chain around Mikumo's neck. It was the one that had held the butterfly charm before she took it off and left the chain at the bakery. Subconsciously, Ochako felt the bracelet on her wrist that she had hung the charm on. Mikumo made no acknowledgment of her doing so.

Ochako waved her hand. "It's fine. Good to see you, Mikumo." He gave a small smile. Dang it, that smile. They got to talking in their small group. Ochako, Kirishima, Kaminari, Bakugou, Mina, and now Mikumo.

"Okay!" Iida suddenly shouted. "We should split up based on what we need!" "Yes, President!"

The large group of students disbanded, Yaoyorozu mentioned something about wanting to "contribute to the economy." It must be nice to be rich. "Oh, right! What do I need?" Ochako looked down at the list of needed supplies. When she looked up again it was only her, Bakugou, and Mikumo.
"Well, what do you two need?" asked Mikumo.
-Shouldn't you have gone with Sucky Hair?- signed Bakugou.
Mikumo looked around. "Oh yeah, I forgot." He shrugged. I'm just here to tag along anyway but..." His eyes flickered between the brunette and blonde then down at his watch. "Would you look at the time? I've got to go." He began to walk away. "It was nice seeing you guys."
"Wai-"
"Stop by the bakery sometime!"

And he was gone leaving Bakugou and Ochako on their own.
Ochako sighed. "That was certainly odd." She turned to the blonde. "What do you need?"
-Sleeping bag.-
She nodded. "I could use one of those too. Wanna go together?" He rolled his eyes and shrugged, the Bakugou equivalent of a nod. She smiled. "Great, let's go!" Her and Bakugou walked side by side in comfortable silence until Ochako remembered something.

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Ochako and Aoyama were hanging on to the railing right next to the exit at their practical exams as No. 13 tried to suck them in. What do we do? What do we do?!

"Uraraka!"
She turned her head to face Aoyama, brown hair whipping her face.
"You and Bakugou get along well!" he yelled.
"What?!" Why are you bringing up that in the middle of all of this?
"You don't happen to like him, do you?!"

Like him? Bakugou? Do I like him...? She felt her face heat up despite the wind and subconsciously let go of the bar.

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Ochako felt her cheeks heat up slightly at the memory. She and Bakugou went into the camping store and both got their individual sleeping bags. There was a scream from just outside the store. She and Bakugou and their hero instincts quickly ran outside. Before them was Mikumo and a hooded figure tusseling on the ground. She could see very light blue hair tips peeking out from underneath the black hood.
"Mikumo!?" she hollered. Ochako could tell Bakugou wanted to help just like she did but neither of them had their license.
The brunette calling out his name didn't help the struggling teen. The hooded figure flipped the greenette over and pinned him down. He tried to get up and chase after a nearby kid with outstretched arms but Mikumo flipped over with almost practiced ease and yanked the figure back by his leg.
"Uraraka! Bakugou! Protect the kids and call the police!" he yelled.
"But we don't have our licenses!" Ochako yelled back.

Mikumo struggled to pin the man to the floor. He got to his feet and judo-flipped him over his shoulder. The hood came off to reveal a pale face with claw marks on his neck? He looked oddly familiar.
"I don't care if you have a license or not! You wanna be heroes, right?!" That's right... I do want to be a hero. I've got to do something. Bakugou had the same idea because they immediately sprung forward together under the watch of authorities and pulled all children out of the vicinity of the attacks. Police had already shown up and were keeping back parents who were trying to reach their kids. Ochako and Bakugou delivered them behind the police.
They tried to go help Mikumo but the police wouldn't let them.

Mikumo... there is no way someone who would risk their life like this just to protect a few citizens could be a villain, right?

She watched as the unidentified man grabbed Mikumo's arm, just below the shoulder. The greenette screeched. His skin was disintegrating! A hero arrived on the scene just as Mikumo yanked his arm away, a few pieces of skin still flaking off and blood leaking down his arm. The figure noticed the hero and pressed a button next to his ear. Aizawa-sensei was telling the truth... That means Mikumo was really just trying to protect me. Mikumo you fool! You don't need to protect me!

She wanted to reach out and help but Bakugou held her back. You can't die like this! She broke free and rushed in with the hero. I still like you, Mikumo! A warp gate opened up and the pale man disappeared. Ochako and the hero stopped in their tracks.
Only then did the pieces finally fall into place.

That man was Shigaraki Tomura.

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Mikumo fell to the floor panting. His breathing was ragged and his vision was blurring.
What the hell Shig!

Mikumo had tagged along on the mall trip for one reason, to fool Uraraka and Bakugou long enough till their training camp plan played out. Deku had informed him via writing a note that Izuku would put in his pocket so that when Mikumo came present he would find it in his pocket and read it. It was their way of communicating without confronting each other. This would be a rare occasion to do this since they were still on lockdown to the other two but it was necessary to happen.

Deku had apparently planned with Shigaraki to have both Mikumo and Shigaraki at the mall at the same time and when Uraraka and Bakugou were near, fight. Something simple because as far as they knew Mikumo was still weak and quirkless. So a few nearby children made the perfect opening and the "fight" started.
It wasn't supposed to be like this though!
Yes, he was supposed to get MILDLY hurt but dang! He only hoped it worked. Uraraka was next to him calling out but her words were muffled. Paramedics were bandaging him and trying to get him on a stretcher to take him to the hospital.

Hospital? No. Can't have that happening...

"C- call my D- Dad," he choked out.
"Kid, we need to- hospital first. Then we- your Dad." someone said. Mikumo shook his head. "N-no. Dad is hero. Call Dad." His words were slurred. Mikumo heard Uraraka pipe up. "His dad- homeroom teacher, -me call him."
"Girl, we need- transfusion. We can't- Hey!" Mikumo pushed the paramedic away and tried to stand but stumbled. "Kid, calm down." Mikumo shook his head. "I said no hospital!"

A paramedic tried to grab him but Bakugou stood in the way. "You need to move, boy." Bakugou glared at the paramedic and stood his ground. "Aizawa-sensei is on- way, Mikumo," said Uraraka. Mikumo slumped against Bakugou.

Dad was fast, very fast. The pro quickly dispelled all authorities with less than gentle words and commands. He ushered Mikumo into his car.
"Will he be okay, Aizawa-sensei?" Uraraka sounded worried. I'm sorry, Uraraka. "He shou- okay. It was reckless- do that. Don't worry."
She nodded.
Mikumo looked out the window with blurred vision at his two friends as they began to drive away. He waved sloppily.

"Bye-bye, Ura... Bye-bye, Kacchan."
He didn't notice Bakugou's red eyes widening as he drifted off to sleep with his Dad trying to tell him to stay awake in the background.