Kuriko sighed as she picked her glasses off the floor. She slid down the wall she had been leaning on. She winced when the pain on her abdomen registered. She adjusted her position, so her wound would hurt less. She returned her attention back to her glasses. The lenses were cracked. She frowned as she took them in. Noriko got her these personally. It was important. Of course something like this would happen. She should have known. She was accepting of her bully situation. She never fought back, not because she was afraid. No she was long past that. Yes there was fear whenever she was approached, but it was not as much anymore. She just didn't fight back because she would prefer to stay in her current school and not be reported for putting someone in the hospital or quite possible six feet in the dirt.

She pulled her broken glasses on. They were no good. Her vision sucked. She took it back off and placed it in its case which was placed in her backpack. She then stood, ignoring the pain she felt. She tugged on both gloves and adjusted her sleeve as she made her way down the familiar hallway. She pushed some hair out of her face as she left the school. Nemuri was picking her up today. She was probably worried.

Stepping out of the school she spotted a tuff of green. Her eyes landed on the quirkless boy. He was trudging his way in the opposite direction. He looked battered up. More than her actually. He had his head down and she could see the tears dropping off his chin. His emotions came in contact with her and she stopped for a moment. She stared at him, watching him sadly make his way home. They were both in their second year of middle school now. His treatment remained the same and yet he still had hope. She didn't know if she was impressed or disgusted by the discovery. Why is he being so stupid and naive? Can't he see the world for what it was? He was victem to their cruelty everyday and yet he was being so.. So... Kuriko glared for a moment before continuing on. He's being a fool.

There is no hope. There is no point in believing.

She fuond her way to Nemuri's car and climbed in. She placed her backpack on the floor and strapped in. She caught sight of the Deku again. What is with that boy? Why won't he accept it? Why can't he face reality? The truth?

She scoffed. What he felt was none of her business. She should care less. When he learns he'll be on his way to the end and there's nothing she'll do to help him.

"What's with you? " Nemuri questioned when she noted Kuriko's mood.

Kuriko shook her head and stared out the window.

"I doubt it's nothing" Nemuri said as she started the car. She looked back at the girl. Where are her glasses? "Why did you take your glasses off? "

Kuriko had an angered look on her face for a split second before it was gone. Her face was again neutral as she reached into her backpack and retrieved her glasses. She opened her case and presented it to Nemuri.

"I see" Nemuri had to stay focused on the road. She was annoyed. Why do these pesky kids not learn? Now they went and broke the kid's glasses. The glasses Noriko got her. Nemuri sighed knowing the medical specialist will be angry. "Noriko will be pissed"

Kuriko nodded and shifted in her seat. She undid her seatbelt and pulled up her uniform to reveal the new injury.

"Scratch that. She's gonna be infuriated" Nemuri corrected. "Was it that Bakugo kid again? "

A nod.

"He's lucky Natsumi hasn't hunted him down yet. She'd traumatize him for life"

Kuriko made a couple of hand gestures that Nemuri almost missed. She had gotten used to driving and catching her sign language.

"Superiority complex? "

Kuriko nodded in confirmation as she pulled her seatbelt back in place.

"Why haven't you taken care of that yet? "

Another set of signs.

"You would kill him" Nemuri sweat dropped. Kuriko had a very casual air around her as she signed that but her eyes darkened. She was dead serious and Nemuri could see that she actually preferred it that way.

"Killing is bad"

Kuriko scoffed and stared out the window. Killing is bad. The hell if she was going to follow that moral code. Bullying is bad. Belittling people is bad. Using one's quirk in public is bad. There are many morally bad things that you think others would follow. But of course the don't, so why should she?

Nemuri sighed at Kuriko's behavior. Nozomi was right to be concerned about her mindset. She obviously does not care about what she just said. She did not care about that Bakugo and did not care if he died. That is bad. Very bad. She could go down the wrong path if something is not done about it. It would be disastrous if she fell deeper into the darkness she already found herself in.

The only thing keeping her from doing such a thing is the family she now had.

If it weren't for them she would have let the darkness take over completely.

"Ice cream? "

A nod

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Noriko frowned in anger as she took in the cracked glasses. Those good for nothing children. These glasses were her own. She wore them back when she was a kid and thought they looked good on Kuriko. She sighed and placed them on her desk. She turned back to Kuriko. She was placed on her sizable bed. She had been instructed to remove her uniform blazer and dress shirt. At the moment she was dressed in nothing but her bra and pants. She had a book in her hands and seemed completely focused on its contents.

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Noriko took her in for a moment. She had grown over the years and puberty was doing its job. She always wore baggy clothes so her form was never really revealed. She had an impressive body. She had recently upgraded to b cups. Apparently she wasn't very happy with that, if what Nozomi told her was correct. She prefered how she was before. Most girls would be happy to see that their cup size went up. Kuriko was obviously not like most girls. She had a naturally toned stomach that never changes no matter how many times that kid eats sweets. Even then as she read her book she was snacking on some marsh mesllows. Noriko wondered how the girl had the body of an athlete when she didn't partake in an sport. Plus she tended to go out for treats very often.

Noriko eyed her wound with distaste. Children never learn.

She placed herself on her knees in front of the mute girl. Kuriko adjusted her position so that Noriko could help her. She gently ran a finger over the wound with a look of worry and anger. She sighed and activated her quirk. Kuriko always has some injury to show. Noriko didn't like that. The glow from her hand faded when she was finished. Her hand remained on Kuriko's flesh for a moment. Her finger tracing an old scar. She had multiple and Noriko wished she could rid her of them. Sadly her quirk couldn't affect scars.

She pulled away and stood. Kuriko looked down at her now healed abdomen. She looked at Noriko with a small smile of thanks before retrieving her shirt.

"Make sure to always come to me when injured, ok? "

Kuriko nodded as she slung her blazer over her shoulder . Her eyes landed on her glasses and she raised an eyebrow in question.

"I'll replace the lenses for you " Noriko assured as she studied the object. "I'll get them to you soon"

Kuriko nodded and left the room. She tucked her book securely under her arm as she made her way down the stairs. She would be spending a couple of hours at the sisters house. Nozomi had things to do. It was normal. Nozomi was usually around to pick her up from school and such, but sometimes she had extra work to do so she ended up being left with Nemuri or the sisters.

She found Natsumi down stairs. The eldest of the triplits was going over some documents with a critical eye. When she saw Kuriko coming down the stairs she waved with a smile and returned her attention to her papers.

"Was it that Bakugo boy again? "

Kuriko nodded.

Natsumi hummed, very calmly at that. Kuriko knew better. The woman was probably pissed and had half a mind to hunt the boy down. She had seen him once and now all his information was part of her knowledge. She knew his strenght and weaknesses. His deepest fears. His regrets. She knew it all. She could destroy him.

Kuriko only watched as Natsumi adopted a sinister smile. Lawyers are dangerous people.

Kuriko decided to calm the woman down so she got her a glass of milkshake she found in the refrigerator. The sisters loved milkshakes. It was something you could often see them with.

"Thanks kid" Natsumi ruffled her already messed up hair and sipped on her offered drink. Kuriko was an odd case. She could get nothing on her. No information made itself known to her. She accepted that. It's just that Kuriko has a dangerous way of thinking. She can be very kind and tends to be around them, but Natsumi has seen the look in her eyes whenever certain subjects were brought up. She hated the world. She hated the people in it. Not very good.

Most of all she did not like heroes. It didn't show much. She hardly watched TV and doesn't really leave the house so she does not see heroes often. But when she does she took them in with distaste. Most of them anyway. There were a few she didn't seem to hate. Midnight being one of them for obvious reasons. All Might seemed to be in between.. It was as if she was trying to decide his worth. The one she clearly hated most was Endeavor. Whenever she sees him om TV or even hears his name a murderous aura surrounds her almost immediately. She hated that man with a passion for reasons that no one really knew.

Well, Endeavor was a bastard that should learn the true meaning of being a hero. Natsumi wasn't a fan of him either. Especially after personally meeting him. She learned everything about him on that first meeting. He was dispicable. The way be treats his family is unacceptable. His reason for having kids was unforgivable.

She was sure Kuriko did not know that so why she hated him so much was beyond her.

Kuriko had disappeared for a brief moment. The minute Natsumi lost focus the kid was gone. She blinked. Why does Kuriko do such things?

Natsumi yelped when tendrils of darkness appeared near her. It quickly took the form of a person and faded, leaving Kuriko standing there with her laptop under her arm. She ignored Natsumi's shock and placed herself on the floor in some corner.

"You should stop doing that"

Kuriko shrugged and opened her laptop. She didn't feel like walking up the stairs again. She closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them there was nothing but endless darkness. The light from her laptop was the only light. She was drifting in the black space. She was not affected by the odd gravity in the darkness she found herself in. She took hold of her laptop and placed it on her lap. The darkness was her friend. The darkness was peaceful. It was quiet. It was comforting.

It was always there.

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Noriko came down the stairs in search of Kuriko but only found Nemuri and Natsumi. Nemuri was watching TV while Natsumi had documents in front of her.

"Where's Kuriko?"

"You know she tends to disappear" Natsumi said casually as she scribbled something down.

Noriko sighed and came fully down the stairs. She had replaced the lenses of the glasses and wanted Kuriko to try them on.

"Kuriko I fixed your glasses. Come try them on" Noriko said, her voice slightly raised. Kuriko disappears often but she seems to pop up when they were in search of her. Noriko figured that maybe she could hear them from wherever it is she goes. "Kuriko? "

Nothing. Noriko sighed and turned around, ready to go back to her room. She was startled to find Kuriko standing behind her. She gasped and almost stumbled back. Kuriko did not react to her emotions. Why does the child do that? She always appears out of nowhere and scares the hell out of them.

"Kuriko, you must stop doing that" Noriko let out a breath to calm her beating heart.

Kuriko showed no reaction to her words. She didn't even move. All she did was eye her glasses.

Noriko knew Kuriko would pull such a thing again so it made no sense talking to her. She instead smiled and gently placed the repaired glasses on Kuriko. The girl blinked as her eyes adjusted to them for a moment. Kuriko looked so adorable in glasses. Noriko would always think that.

"There. You're so cute" Noriko said with a coo.

Kuriko nodded. Noriko always fussed over her like that. She got used to it at some point. Kuriko made to move, to return to her dark solace. Hands on her cheeks stopped her and she ended up looking Noriko in the eyes. She seemed worried about something else.

"You have bags under your eyes. Do you get enough sleep? "

Kuriko nodded.

"No you don't "

Kuriko nodded again.

"You spend your nights reading, don't you? "

Another nod.

"That's not good for your eyes and you shouldn't spend most of the night awake"

Kuriko nodded.

Noriko sighed. She nodded, but would most likely not take her advice. She let go of her and Kuriko nodded again. Dark tendrils surrounded her and she was gone.

"I wonder where she goes"