Touch | Healer Izuku

Chapter 5-(rewrite) Sound Barrier has Nothing on Me

I cut my entire hand off. Well, I had to take a couple of swings at it before it complete fell off. To the shocked noises, (and one scream from a very small purple haired boy) I bent down to pick up the hand. I smiled at all of them with the disembodied hand in my grasp, until I realized I probably scared the living shit out of everyone. Even Uraraka and Bakugo didn't know the extent of my quirk, and even the ladder was staring at me like he had never saw me before. 

I turned away from their bulging eyes to hide my blush and glowing freckles. The smile had turned into a solid line as I had to focus on the task before me. 

Oh yeah and at this point my entire hand (except the skin and some minor muscles) was back! 

I picked up the baseball and placed it the detached hand. I internally commanded the 'dead' hand to grasp at the ball. 

While I did the aforementioned, I took one last glance at everyone's faces set in an either awe, disgust, or confusion. 

After looking at Aizawa's intrigued face, he gave me a small nod. I gave a small shrug to the small crowd of my fellow peers and dropped the disembodied hand with the softball on the ground. 

Mostly everyone gasped as the hand fell to the ground, and Aizawa started to say, "you are aware you have to throw..."

And the ball shot off the ground supported and surrounded by my flesh and bone. I commanded my decapitated hand to grow into what looked like Jack's beanstalk, with the ball still in hand of course. I grew the pillar as thick and a tall as I possibly could. 

I stared up at the sky and stated, "the stratosphere is about 33,000 feet (10 km) tall. I could move this..." I struggled to find the words, "big hand thing... in a throwing motion. But that would break the sound barrier and that would be dangerous for planes. Should I still throw it?"

I quickly noticed that the side affects of my quirk were setting in and I had to make this demonstration fast before I insulted or challenged someone. 

Yet more shock crossed everyone's faces after my bold statement. Complete silence enveloped everyone as they looked at Aizawa for his deliberation. People were suspicious of course, but most people believed that I could live up to my own words. 

Aizawa tilted his head backwards and up to the sky, "doesn't look like there will be any planes. Throw the ball with out any of your excuses."

I turned about about to look at the abundant amount of flesh that was formed into a large pillar. I tried to mentally feel for the flesh. The normal gut pull thing that I got wasn't there. 

I then turned around for what felt like the millionth time that day. I spun and started to look at our teacher with floating hair. 

I tilted my head and simply said, "Erasure Head the underground pro hero. I knew you looked familiar. Your hair is floating you know. If you want to win a fight during the day you might want to wear your hair in a bun so you can hide it." 

He tilted his head sideways trying to study me. Squinting his eyes for 2 seconds until he snapped back to his normal 'I dont give a fuck' face. Aizawa then stated, "I was checking to see if your beanstalk was an illusion or something along those lines." 

'He just avoided everything I just pointed out about his flaws. I was a bit confused on the topic change but that's ok I'm just going to blow everyone's socks off' I said todo myself with the adrenaline and confident rush. 

I spun to the huge pillar of flesh and glanced over my right shoulder. I made eye contact with everyone and decided to lock mine with the male with white and red hair, " watch this." 

'Oh shit, I need food. Fuck' I thought to myself as the back lash of my quirk really kicked in. And then I further I realized everyone was waiting for me to throw the ball. 

Now that Erasure head let me use my power again, I started to control the large scale hand. I raised my hand as if to throw the ball. The huge replica of my hand followed my actions. 

I pulled back and quickly thrusted my hand forward. As soon as the huge mound of flesh let go of the ball there was a loud noise.

A sonic boom.

I broke the sound barrier in under 3 seconds. The ball was going faster than 770 mph in 3 seconds. 

"6720 miles (10826 Kilometers)" Aizawa said, "the ball is currently in America."

I looked down Only for a second and then faced the other UA students with a smug look plastered on my face. And I made eye contact with the the one and only icyhot. I then raised my eyebrow in challenge. 

Internally I was completely dying of course, but I was also a bit thankful that the backlash was only confidence and occasional rage. Because if I was normal me I would have run to the closest bathroom and hide in there for the next 5 years until the blush across my entire body dissipated into nothingness. 

It's just that he was really hot, like holy hell blazing on fire, hot. (A/N might be an intentional pun sorry).

Still making eye contact, I asked Erasure head if I could go to my locker for food. To his response of, "why do you need to go to your locker?"

I turned to him raising my chin to meet his eyes. Although I was small confidence radiated from me. "The side affect of my quirk is a rush of serotonin, endorphins, oxytocin and dopamine creating a chemical reaction in my brain that simulates confidence and more sporadically, rage. If I pursue the cont....." 

"Yes you can go to your locker," Aizawa grumbled, "Ok who is next?"

PLZ dont hate me I'm sorrrrrry for the rewrite!! I made this chapter more simple and more about the relationships rather than Izuku showing off.  I only changed the way Izuku accomplished throwing the ball. (1044 words)