The Warped Hero - A MHA Fanfic

I Guess That's Why They Call it the Blues

A/N : maturity warning at the end again.

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Midoriya fell to the floor, but Kija raced and caught his head before it hit the ground. The kid looked terrible. His right arm was completely swollen and its bones were probably in shatters. He had burns along the shredded parts of his costume, plenty of scratches, bruises, and soot on him to boot.

Laying Midoriya in a better position, Kija heard the helping robots that delivered injured students to Recovery Girl scale the building.

Kija checked his pulse, elated, but nothing serious. His breathing was heavy and would only slow down once he got more air in his lungs. Recovery Girl would be treating his arm soon, for now, the burns. Kija removed a gauze patch from her belt, using it to cover one of the more serious burns on his arm.

She bit back the feeling that she should've stopped this. That even though Uraraka must've used the opportunity to win the exercise for them, it was no excuse to be this reckless. This could've killed someone if Midoriya had miscalculated by just a bit.

Suddenly, All Might appeared next to Kija. He knelt next to the boy then looked up at Kija, who finished applying the gauze.

"Thank you. Young Kija." The helper robots arrived, and All Might loaded Midoriya onto the stretcher. Kija noticed that Bakugo hadn't said a word since Midoriya fainted. She'd leave the shocked kid to All Might. Right now, Kija wanted to see what had become of the other two participants.

Warping herself to the higher floor, Kija was greeted by Uraraka trying to hold in her barf while Iida frantically tried to provide assistance. Creating a portal that lead to a trash can, Kija crouched down and put it in front of Uraraka.

"Here, it's going into a trash can." Uraraka nodded and obliged. Kija gathered the girl's hair, holding it away from her face, then she looked up to Iida, "Thanks Iida, could you go wait in the monitoring room? I can help Uraraka."

The boy looked at his classmate again, his helmet off and showing the worry on his face. Kija was glad as soon as the exercise was over he'd immediately started helping his classmate.

"Oh, of course!" He picked up his helmet and walked to the stairs, glancing over his shoulder a few times to double check. Kija turned back to Uraraka, who seemed to be finished.

"It's okay, take your time." She still held the girl's hair away from her face.

Taking a few breaths, Uraraka looked up to Kija and smiled, "Thank you Kija-senpai." Her mouth shook a bit but otherwise the girl seemed relatively fine. Guess that's what happens when you're experienced with your Quirks drawback.

Kija gave a small smile, "No problem. Here." Kija reached into one of her back compartments and pulled out a bag, "Keep this with you until you feel better." Hopefully any more vomit would make its way into the bag and not on Uraraka.

Uraraka smiled, "Thanks." She took the bag and started to stand, Kija kept her arm out in case the girl needed it.

Kija nodded, "No problem. Here, go through this." Kija opened another portal, "It'll take you to the monitoring room, they're seats in the back if you need to sit down."

The brown-haired girl looked a bit surprised, then again, this had been the first time Kija'd used her quirk in front of them. Hopefully the shear shock of the exercise would deter any questions.

"Oh! Thank you, Kija-senpai." Uraraka walked through the portal and Kija closed it behind her. It seemed her on-the-job instincts had taken over, putting a halt to Kija's normally reserved behavior.