Ejiro Kirishima X Reader (Finding The Quirks In Me

Chapter 11 So that's how?

I walk over to where Midoriya and Kiri are standing. They both started talking at the the same time. "When did you get here?"
"Why didn't you tell us you had a quirk?" "Why didn't you tell us you were coming to this school?" "How do you know Aizawa Sensei?" "How did he get your baby picture?"

I was getting dizzy trying to follow all that. I held up a hand and said, "Woah, Woah, slow down and give me a minute guys." Then I took a deep breath and tried to answer as many questions as I could.

"I didn't know I have a quirk. I didn't know I was coming to this school. He's my uncle, he got it from my mom, and I'm going to kill them both. Slowly. Until they apologize."

They both laughed so hard, tears were streaming down their faces. "Nobody can hurt Aizawa Sensei, he's untouchable, " Kiri said. "Yeah, we didn't even know he had a family," said Midoriya.

I looked at them skeptically, "You know, adults don't just drop out of the sky. They were once kids too."

Kiri shuddered, "I can't even imagine. What was he like as a child?" I shrugged. "My mom says he was a really good big brother. He got her through some really tough times. I didn't understand what she meant, but I think I'm starting too."

I turned and realized that everyone else was starting to head back in the building. Midoriya grabbed me by the arm and said, "Wait." After everyone else was gone he said, "So this is all new to you isn't it? I mean, you having a quirk and all."

"Yeah," I said softly. " Apparently I've had one for a long time. I just didn't know it. I thought I was just a klutz. My parents didn't tell me about any of this. I know that they must have thought they were protecting me, but this really... sucks."

He nodded. "I understand. This is somewhat new to me as well. I mean, I knew my parents had quirks but I didn't... until recently."

I smiled. "Well, I guess we'll just have to help each other. Maybe you can help me learn about quirks and heroes and villain's."

He grinned, "Yeah, and you can help me with my speed and agility. You were really good out there."

I blushed. "Thanks."

He held the door open for me. "We'd better get in there. It's not good to keep the teacher waiting."

"Okay." I sighed a happy sigh. For the first time I actually fit in somewhere. It's bitter sweet. Oh, I'm enjoying it. But underneath is a seething anger at my parents. How could they have kept all this from me my whole life? Who they are, who I am. I wonder if it has anything to do with.... No! I can't think about that day. Breathe in, breathe out, push the memories back.

Although I didn't notice it, when I pushed the door shut I left a fiery handprint in the door.