CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

                                    

                                          
NOTE: ENGLISH IS BOLD WHILE JAPANESE IS NORMAL AND RUSSIAN IS UNDERLINED
                          
"Injured my ass! Lemme participate in training!" your tone was harsh as All Might had to hold you back, careful of your 'injury'. "Y/N, you can't. I'm sorry, but you just got out of surgery on saturday, it's dangerous." you squirmed in his grip. "Plus! You need a doctor's note, and you don't have one, Y/N!" Midnight chimed in. "Fucking- shit! Let me train! I'll get weak, I'm not a fucking child!" Aizawa activated his quirk, glaring at you, making you stop in your tracks. "I'll take away your visit with Eri." he threatened, and you went limp, scaring All Might. 
                          
"Aw, fuck. I was hoping I could participate!" All Might released you, and you sat down on the bench next to you, watching as your class was in battle training. "Language, young Y/N." All Might chatsied. "Fuck that." you muttered. "Oh! Y/N-san, I need to check on them. Aizawa-san, Kayama-san, are you going to stay with her, or can she be left alone?" he asked. Damn, you really were being treated like a child. "I'll stay here. I have ways of keeping myself entertained. Don't worry. You three can leave." you dismissed, already thinking about creating a fire image. 
                          
They all shared a glance, nodding. All Might walked off to go converse with some of your classmates, while Aizawa and Midnight left to do god-knows-what. Deciding to take advantage at your rare moment of being alone, you turned around so your back was to the class. You hunched over, making sure that nobody could see what you were doing. Moving your fingers a bit, you imagined you and Estarossa getting married, fire spurting from your fingertips and moving to mimic your mental image. 
                          
You stared in awe, pausing the image in your mind, the fire doing the same. It was small, but it still had numerous details. You saw the pattern of the dress, your face morphing into one of amazement as you noticed that it looked like the one you wanted to wear when you were a young girl, back in your village. Eri was wearing a lavender dress, and Diane, Melascula and Elizabeth were also wearing matching ones. Aizawa was wearing a black tuxedo, and Estarossa was wearing one also. 
                          
You stared at the paused image for god knows how long. Training was over, and you jumped as Momo laid a hand on your back, asking if you were alright. The fire burst into mini sparks, and you thanked Lady Luck that she didn't see it. "I'm fine, Momo-chan. I was just thinking. Oh, wow. Is battle training over already?" at her nod, you stood up, grabbing your crutches and beginning to jump-walk towards the locker rooms, Momo being there to make sure you didn't fall. 
                          
You almost hissed at her when she tried to help you when you stumbled. "Please, Momo-chan. Don't treat me like I'm a doll, if you do the faculty might put me in a wheelchair." you shied away from her hand, continuing to head towards the locker rooms. "I'm sorry, Y/N-chan! I didn't realize that there could be consequences!" she cried, and you bitterly chuckled. It wasn't her fault, but you were a little pissed from not being able to train. 
                          
You pushed open the door with one of your crutches, not needing to change but wanting to be in the locker room anyway. You chatted with Uraraka as she changed, talking about heroes and their latest saves. When pretty much everyone was done, you jump-walked out of the locker rooms and into your classroom, grabbing your backpack and slinging it over your shoulder. 
                          
You hobbled up to Howzer, starting to speak to him. "Lucas. I have that thing tonight, so I'm out. Ban's cooking again, and if he isn't, call me. I'll beat his ass with my crutches when I get home. Anyway, that's it. You guys have been through this enough to know the drill. Goodbye, Lucas." not waiting for his answer, you walked out of the classroom, already having called your car in the locker room. You were really lucky that Ed and Al wanted to skip today and have their first day tomorrow, or else you would've had issues.
                          
"Sup, Hanson." you threw your crutches into the backseat, crawling in after. "Hey, N/N. What's up?" he started to drive, already knowing where you needed to go. "Eh, nothing much. Getting shot sucks. Not because of the pain, but my teachers didn't let me participate in battle training today! I had to waste hours of trying to fight my boredom, while my classmates were doing shit! I was just so bored!" you slammed your head against the back of Hanson's seat.