I do not own BNHA, just my OC's. Art work in story is done by the lovely Mexi-doodler and artwork in profile is by Hazel. You can find them pretties on tumblr and see all their amazing work. Also, I made small changes in the first chapter regarding her quirk. It's just the interaction, that's all.

"Alright, I didn't realize how intense U.A. would be until now."

It was only her third day of the school and she was already feeling overwhelmed by the sheer amount of training and work she had to catch up on from not attending until two weeks in. Shiori truly hated studying and that's all she did the previous night. Study, study, study, and more studying.

Studying is boring. I want to play. You know we literally can't afford that. Right?

"It's not so bad, Yomi, once you get caught up, you'll be up at the top!"

Shiori was currently at lunch with some of the members in her class, mostly Kirashima, Sero, Kaminari, Mineta, Ashido and begrudgingly, Bakugo. Some of the more quitter students of the class, Shoji, Tokoyami, Koda, Ojiro, and Hagakure, who sat next to Ashido and was listening in on the conversation, sat just a little down from her. She had originally planned to sit with Midoriya, Iida, and Uraraka, as she has gotten to know the laid-back girl in the last day from sitting right behind her.

But before she could, Kirashima and Kaminari each took a hand and placed it on her shoulder, steering her toward their table. Apparently, they wanted to play 20 questions as they ate.

"So, time for our game of questionnaire!" Pink haired girl clapped her hands, grinning ear to ear as she stared down the pearly haired girl.

She could practically hear and feel her quirk get excited. Ohhhh. A game. I like games. Can I play? You can't even physically talk, so no.

"Question number one! Have you always lived in Kanazawa or were you from somewhere else?

Swallowing the udon noodles that she had just placed into her mouth before answering the very first basic question. "Kyoto was originally where I was born, I moved to Kanazawa when I was seven."

"Ohhhhhh Kyoto! How beautiful!" Ashido squealed from her seat.

"Oh, me next!" Hagakure raised her arm, though if she hadn't been wearing her uniform, it would've been hard to see. "Question number two, any siblings?"

"Nope, only child."

"Question three, what do you like to do when you're not at school?"

Getting a little nosy aren't they? Hello kettle, meet pot.

"Honestly? Sitting at home, in an oversized sweater, cuddled up in a blanket, with takeout as I watch a horror film."

Kaminari snapped his fingers at her, winking. "I'll totally cuddle up under a blanket with you. Question four, you got a boyfriend? And if so, what's your type?"

Boyfriend? What's that? Something I can't have because you would sit and make sounds at them all day long to annoy the ever loving shit out of them. Sounds fun, get one.

Shiori had her chopsticks in her mouth when he asked the question. Rolling her eyes at her quirks response and what Kaminari said. "First of all, that's two questions that you've asked me. My answers? Not going to happen, no, and you're not my type."

He's to bright anyway.

Jiro could be heard from down that able, stifling a laughter at what the girl had said. Anytime someone shut down Kaminari like that, always made her day. Dude thought he was a total lady's man.

"Question six, what happened to your old high school?"

Biting her lip gently, in all honesty, all she could do was shrug her shoulders as she kept on eating. "Don't exactly know. Just one evening the school just caught on fire and was completely burned down, they said it was a gas leak and the fire was started probably by a candle or match. We had figured they would provide us a temporary school to learn at, but they didn't. Instead, they thought it be good to let us pick other hero schools in the country and go there."

"Damn, that sucks. We're happy to have you here with us though." Kirashima grinned, giving her the thumbs up.

"Question seven, what exactly is your quirk?"

"It's called Obake or Kuro, as I call him. Kuro is a sentient quirk, who's basically my Shadow. He's a yokai or preternatural being if you will, who shapeshifts."

Kaminari nearly jumped across the table at Shiori, causing her to squeak and scoot back a little. "Dude, that sounds fucking awesome, can you show us!"

Can I come out? I know I ran out the other day, but I had been napping all day and was very hungry. He begged her.

Shiori chewed the inside of lip, debating on how she should do this. Kuro could just come on out and show them how it looks like, but then Kuro would just want to go around and eat all the shadows in the building. No I won't. Sighing, while she could will him back to her if that happens to be the case.

Or she could just…

"Pft, it's nothing compared to my quirk." Bakugo spat as he stood up from the table. He was done eating and tired of this stupid conversation, "Probably some worthless quirk anyway."

Oh. I'm sorry, what?

"Blargh. Blerp. Blep!"

The others watched as her shadow jumped up from out of the floor and ran at Bakugo. Kicking him in the leg.

"What the hell…?"

Bakugo stared down at the little dragon-like shadow creature who was munching on what little shadow of his appeared from the light that shined on him. This of course only enhanced it height a little as Kuro was met in the face with an explosion, causing it roll backwards a bit from his shadow. Growling down at the little shadow, his right hand sparked once more as he stared it down.

He's too bright. He whimpered as he hid behind her leg in his natural small state.

"Ha. Your quirk is pathetic! Look at it, that tiny little shit can't do anything."

"Whoa, Bakugo, chill out man." Kirashima tried to keep the peace, but the moment he heard a chair screeched across the floor, he knew the fuel that fed Bakugo's fire was about to be released.

Shiori gripped the side of front of the table, her eyes narrowed as he taunted Kuro and her. White knuckles from clenching her fist too hard, and gritted teeth from effort to remain silent, her hunched form exuded an animosity that was like acid- burning, slicing, potent. Her face was red with suppressed rage and all she could do was turn around, bending down to grab Kuro, who already was doubling in size, and just held him close to her chest.

Let me claw his face out. No. You and I must remain calm.

She knew she couldn't get angry. She knew what happens when she provoked to a certain degree. Being on the hero course track, there was going to be a day her quirk would possibly go out of control when angry, but in the middle of a lunch room? Much less on her second day? No. She can't let that happen, not at this moment.

"Hah. Fucking pathetic."

Everyone watched as Bakugo wandered off from the rest, then turning their gazes to the pearl haired girl, who's eyes was completely focused on Kuro and rubbing its head.

Trying to break the ice, Ashido leaned over the table to get a better look at Kuro. "Shi, is this your quirk? Because it's sooooo cute!"

Cute?! Thank god for the negative energy leaving, because he slowly started to shrink down a little and got happy again.

"Awe! Can I hug it?!"

I wanna hug the pink one.

Shiori looked at the two girls and nodded her head, smiling a little. "Sure, just be careful or Kuro will try to eat your shadows and grow again."

Kuro leaped out of her arms and over into Ashido's arms, snuggling into her chest. "Blerp."

So soft. He was a happy little shadow at that moment. Ashido immediately lit up and stared at Shiori. "Did...he just speak?! Like, I heard a voice in my head that was not mine."

"Ah...I forgot to mention that part. While Kuro can't physically talk, just make noises, he can communicate mentally. So, if you touch him or vice versa in anyway, you'll be able to hear and communicate. So, if you ever hear me talking to myself...it's because of him.

"Awe~ that just makes him even more of a cutie! How could big ol' meanie Bakugo hurt you like that. Yes, he's just a big jerk." Ashido cooed to the tiny shadow, who smiled up at her and Hagakure, as they just fussed over him.

Shiori could feel the rage in her ease as she watched the two girls play with Kuro, something that didn't happen often. Warmth spread through her and a gentle smile spread on her face at the scene that unfolded in front of her.

"Hey, Yomi," Kirashima gazed down at the ground, rubbing the back of his head. "I apologize for Bakugo, he can be a jerk sometimes. He shouldn't have used his quirk on yours, it was really unmanly of him."

Shaking her head, "It's alright, Kirashima. Kuro can't exactly be harmed and as long as he didn't try to physically harm me, then no harm done." Reaching over the table, to rub Kuro's head, who was eating up all the attention it was getting. Damn shadow was going to be spoiled by the end of the day if everyone acted like this toward him. Already there. "Kuro often gets protective of me, and if Kuro senses intimidate danger or I'm severely provoked…well, it can turn nasty."

"Kuro?" Ashido questioned, watching as is turned from the cute little dragon to a pool of shadows, slipping down underneath where she and the others sat.

Prime example was about to happen. Mineta had poked his head under the table, trying to get a glimpse of Shiori legs, but was immediately met with an unknown shadowy figure, red eyes staring at the perverted student, talons formed and scratched down Mineta's face, causing everyone to hear a thump underneath the table and Mineta screaming, jumping back up to his chair.

"Dude, your face is bleeding!" Kaminari yelped, scooting away so he didn't get blood on his clothes.

"What the hell happened, man?"

"I-It was a demon! I went under the table to take a peak of Yomi's legs and skirt, but instead, I was attacked by a red-eye monster!"

"Scoundrel, those who provoke the shadows, shall meet with darkness itself." Tokoyami muttered.

I don't trust him. The bird is right. He better be glad I didn't claw his face off.

Shiori instantly felt redness creeping up her face in awkwardness; this kid was seriously bold enough to try that and even admit to it. Casting a glance over her shoulder, it was apparent that Kuro was aggravated at the situation. What shadow she had from the light, it was not any form of her. It looks to be a red-eyed monster. Over the years, she's been able to manage Kuro when aggravated and he knows to return to her at once. Anymore provocation, will cause an issue for sure.

"Mineta you are such a pervert!" Hagakure threw her empty cup at him.

Running a hand through her hair, the pearly gray haired girl grabbed her empty tray and started to excuse herself from the table. "I'm going to head on back to class, I need to do some studying for the test we have later today."

"Awww…okay!" Ashido whined.

"Oh shit, I forgot about the test." Kaminari groaned, throwing his hands into his hair.

Shiori couldn't help but giggle at their reactions to her leaving and about the upcoming test, that they had seemed to have forgotten about. Sparing a small glance at her fellow shadow quirk classmate, she couldn't help but smile a little. It was a calming feeling to have someone who understands having a sentient quirk, which meant that his quirk was as protective of him as Kuro was of her.

Least he probably gets us. Though I want to try and eat that shadow again. Please, don't.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

Coming back down to reality by the vibration of her phone, Shiori took out her phone from her jacket pocket, she saw it was a text message from Daichi. "I haven't been able to get in touch with Hiroto. Have you?"

"No, I haven't. Not since we last saw him the day after the school burnt down. I don't even know what school he transferred too."

She gripped her phone as she waited for a response. It has been almost a week since they last saw or heard from him. Perhaps he's busy? Did he just not want to talk to them anyone? It just wouldn't make sense why their best friend would just vanish.

"Damn. I'll keep trying. We'll video chat once I get home and see what we can figure out."

"Sounds good."

Slipping her phone back into her jacket, she couldn't help but sigh at the conversation. She really had a test that needed to focus on, but she couldn't help but get this strange feeling. The feeling that something was wrong with her best friend.

Hiroto Takanashi…where the hell are you.

I never trusted him.

"Another new recruit, you say?"

"My, where are you finding all these darlings from anyway?"

It was a grand space, to say the least. The huge mahogany table took up most of the vast space the dark, romantic room offered, left without a tablecloth and daring guests to ruin the perfectly varnished shine with their unworthy fingerprints. Two tall, silver candelabras commanded attention from the center of the table, holding smooth white candles whose wax never drip once onto the table. Several figures sat around the table, holding their current discussion over a small dinner and red wine.

"Supposedly there was an incident at a school and we intercepted a few students transferring. Naturally they weren't interested at first, like my teenagers are, you have to always bribe them with something. So, we did and once we explained our motives and what goals were. Well...they were naturally interested." The man who sat at the head of the table, leaned back into his chair and swirled his glass around.

There was a smile on his face that just could not be wiped off.

"Shouldn't these poor kids be in school though?"

"Oh yes, they should by all means." Chuckling at the beautiful lady who sat several chairs down. She was right about that, which is why he had a plan already in motion. "I'm already ahead of you on that notion, they will be attending a school, so they can be the heroes they want to be and can better serve us. Everybody wins in the end."

"This current generation is the future and it would do us well to have more like them, ones wanting to be heroes no less."

"I'm glad you all agree then. In the end, this is all to further our agenda."

I don't know if this teacher likes us…

The question is...why am I the only one standing here while everyone else stands back?!

After they had finished their test fairly early, Aizawa had made everyone get into their PE uniforms. What, he failed to mention to them was, they would get to take it easy, while the teacher was focused on the new girl.

"So...why are we out here again, Mr. Aizawa?"

"On the first day of school, all of you did a quirk assessment test, showing me what you are capable of. It also gives all of you an idea of what your classmates quirks are. Since adding a new student to my class was not in my lesson plan for the beginning of this week, today was the ideal day to host another assessment. For Yomi, anyway."

"So...asking me all of those questions on Monday...was just pointless then?"

"Of course not. It gave me an idea of how your quirk worked, but now it's time to see how it works in action. Catch." Aizawa threw her the softball, which she catched with ease. "Try throwing the softball with your quirk, anything goes, just stay in the circle."

Shiori puffed out her cheeks, why did she have to show off Kuro to everyone? Glancing around, there was not entirely a lot of shadows around her that Kuro could snack on and grow. The only ones were of her classmates and she wasn't sure how they would feel if he just went to town on consuming their shadows. Probably not well. If she had known this was going to happen, she would have let him fest on shadows from inside and all around the school.

"Sometime today, Yomi. My patience is running thin."

Shit. Okay, think Shiori. There is one way. No-

"Ha. She's just scared to show off her pathetic quirk."

"Don't be an ass, Bakugo. Maybe she's trying to figure out how she wants to throw the ball."

"Huh? Are you fucking stupid? Figure out how to throw a ball? You just fucking throw it."

Fuck it. I guess we are doing it this way.

Glad you see it my way. Because I've been feeding since after I slashed at the ball headed kid.

Kuro emerged from the ground, his visible size hushed some of the students a little. No longer was he the itty bitty dragon from lunch, oh no. As of that moment, he looked to be a large black serpent, his body curled up multiple times as his tail waved slightly in the air. Large fangs and a long thin tongue that flicked across her face in affection. He took up half the circle and if he was to stretch his body out fully, he probably be at least nearly ten feet long. His width was at least several feet. All and all, he was big old fucking snake.

It wasn't a lot of negative energy, but it was enough to tame him and to hit the ball.

"Here goes nothing." Shiori tossed the ball up into the air, which Kuro slithered around the circle, quickly swinging his tail and knocking the ball straight into the air.

"I wouldn't say that ball went as far as Midoriya's or Bakugo's did, but it sure went pretty damn far." Kaminari whistled.

"Went further then my ball...must be nice having a quirk that could things for you."

Aizawa looked down at his phone once the ball landed, 444.4 meters. Not terrible, but not what he expected from her either. Not from what he read in her file anyway. Showing her the score, he watched her curiously as she just smiled at the numbers, rubbing the serpent head with affection.

"What the fuck is that thing?!" Bakugo shouted, pointing right at Kuro as both headed their way.

"Uh...Kuro, you know, my quirk."

"Bullshit. During lunch that thing was just a wimpy ass little fucking shadow."

"Well, if you had paid attention, I explained during lunch that my quirk can shapeshift. You've obviously overused your quirk, because I think you're going deaf." Shiori sighed as she started to follow Aizawa to where she would be doing a fifty meter dash run. It was obvious she struck a nerve, but she needed too, it was giving her quirk the energy it needed to do these tests out in the middle of the daylight.

"Who the fuck do-" He took a single step in her direction, only to be met by Kuro, who had his complete lower body circled around his mistress in protection as he loomed over the hot headed student, dangerously hissing as his piercing sharp fangs showed. Between his palm crackling and her quirk dangerously swaying, it felt like the standoff of a lifetime between the two.

Let me tear into him. Alright, I think you've had enough negative energy.

"Kacchan, maybe you should-"

"Shut the fuck you nerd, I'm going to blast this damn thing back to hell."

Before either one of them could make a move, the sparks stopped appearing in his hand as Kuro immediately plummeted to the ground and reverting himself back to where her shadow should be. All twenty one students immediately turned to see a visibly aggravated Aizawa, his hair standing and his eyes glowing red. He looked pissed.

"Enough. I don't have time for this. Don't make me use my quirk again, Bakugo, Yomi." Sighing, his hair dropped as his quirk deactivated. This was truly proving to troublesome like he knew it would. "If I had known you were going to be such a problem child, Yomi, I wouldn't have agreed to take you. Now, hurry up and finish your six other assessments."

"Yes, Mr. Aizawa." Yomi bowed her head a little and proceeded over to do the fifty meter dash. It would be fine as she hadn't planned on using her quirk for this anyway, she was a decent enough runner as it is. Getting lined up to run, she took small deep breathes as she focused on concentrating. Moment she heard that she could go, she was off. Running was one of the ways she trained not only her body, but her quirk at the same time.

"4.49 seconds!"

Aizawa plugged in her scores, he was curious to see where she was going to sit amongst his other students. Yet, based on her quirk earlier, he had a pretty strong idea where she stood.

Midoriya wished he had his notebook as each test went on. It was truly interesting to watch the pair work and from what he can tell, she never gave out physical commands. Neither when summoning him nor telling him what to do. Is it perhaps a mental connection? If so, she could easily have her quirk sneak up on someone and they would never know. On the offhand, if someone was to distract her train of thought, she wouldn't be able to give proper commands. Also, is it possible that her quirk smaller form can easily adjust its size? Or does it perhaps need something to feed off to grow? I wonder just what it feeds-

"Midoriya, you're mumbling again. It's creeping me out, Ribbit."

"Oh. Sorry Asui, I'm just analyzing Yomi's quirk." He rubbed the back of his head as she got annoyed and made the remark to call her Tsuyu.

"Who the hell she think she is. She's fucking stupid if she thinks that thing could win against me."

Kaminari nodded his head, watching her do her third test. "Yeah, that was pretty stupid on her part to fucking provoke you and get you angry. Same with Mr. Aizawa. How's he even holding that phone with those bandages?"

"I hate to agree with that notion." Iida held his chin as he focused on the conversation while watching the test. "While her quirk is truly impressive, she shouldn't be antagonizing and picking a fight with everyone. That is not how a U.A student should act."

"It wasn't a stupid move on her part, it was all apart of her plan."

Everyone turned to look to see it was Todoroki who has voiced his opinion. Watching intently as they moved on to the next test, he saw how she would switch using her quirk and not using her quirk. Every time she did though and each shape it took, it was steadily growing smaller by the usage.

"When Bakugo and Yomi got into at lunch, her quirk grew larger. Only to slowly decrease in time as Yomi grew calmer. Then it grew slightly bigger again when Mineta was being himself afterwards. At first, I had thought her quirk's size was based on her emotions. Yet-"

"When she got into it with Bakugo just moments earlier, she remained totally calm and in control. Todoroki may have a point, it could be tied to her emotions or it could possibly absorb negative energy." Yaoyorozu finished, following the group as they moved to watch the next test.

"Huh?!"

Midoriya watched closely as Kuro once again came up from the ground. He too was noticing the size different now that Todoroki had pointed it out. How did he miss that?! Holding his hand to his chin. "If what Todoroki and Yaoyorozu is saying is correct, then she played Kacchan and right into her hand with their anger and irritation. Filling her quirk with the energy it needs to do the test. I have so many questions."

"She did what?!" Bakugo gritted his teeth at new girl as she did side to side test. It wasn't possible. No way he would've fallen for something that stupid, yet, hearing this from Deku lit him on fire. If she had the nerve to think she used him to fill her quirk, she had another thing coming. She was just another obstacle for him to crush. There was no way he was going to let another nerd out smart him like Deku did during their first training.

Tokoyami had watched with interest as well. He had been curious about her quirk since he met her and getting to see it in person now actually was actually intriguing. So it seems her quirk is like Dark Shadow but with some differences in how they operate. I'm insulted that you would compare me to that thing. Dark shadow scoffed at the idea of being the same as the quirk that tried to eat him.

Regardless. Her quirk is made up of the same as you. I'm curious to know a little more about it. She needs a name. Hmm...I think I'll call her doll face~. He purred as his host let out an irritable growl. Absolutely not, I'm tired of these nicknames you are giving our classmates. Maybe, but doll face is cute. Dark shadow cackled as Tokoyami sighed, pinching his beak. You are impossible, Dark Shadow.

Even though Aizawa could hear his students talk, his primary focus was on his new student. As she set to complete the last of the test, he looked at her records. She hadn't set anything to impressive, but it was a lot better than some of his other students.

He knew she made Bakugo pissed off more than normal on purpose. Seeing how much negative energy her quirk could absorb, it was problematic that he was going to have to use his quirk a lot. There was not a doubt in his mind, Bakugo and some the others would set her quirk off.

He really did have his work cut out.

"Alright, you're all done. Let's see where you placed within the class."

Shiori nodded as her hands laid on her hips, breathing a little hard. She was exhausted between the test and having to main control of Kuro. Looking at the results, her eyes squinted a little as she stared at the ranking list.

6th.

Boo. I was going for fourth at least. Yeah, me too. Just means we got five other students who are potentially stronger than us.

Maybe in the light...Stop.

"Damn, Yomi. You're just under the top five of the class. You must be pretty strong, so manly!" Kirashima grinned as he slammed his fist together

Rubbing the back of her head, she let out a small laugh. "Honestly, it's a combined effort of Kuro and I. If I didn't have a quirk like him, I probably wouldn't be."

"Yomi! You must tell me all about quirk sometime! I have so many questions about how he works and feeds." Midoriya was eager to know everything he could about her quirk and was made it tick. He already had it mapped out in his mind of what to right and everything.

And here I thought the others were nosy. This kid takes the cake. Be nice.

"Yeah, Sure. Perhaps I can answer any questions you might have the way to the apartments."

"Actually, all this week the students have been and will be training for the Sports Festival that will start everyday after school until the evening." Oh. Yeah, she had forgotten about that. Turning toward the mummified teacher, she wondered still how he could see and talk like that, but he was able to do it. Guess being a Pro Hero makes you that badass. "Since you are a student here now, you are eligible to participate in the festival with the rest of the class if you desire. That being said…"

"I'm about to get a "but" aren't I?" I don't like where this is going. Kuro felt uneasy about the road her teacher was heading down.

"You barely passed your test today and mid-term finals will be coming up in the coming months. Being two weeks behind is a major set back, I suggest you spend this time studying and actually getting caught up to speed at where we currently are and what we've covered."

Shiori was basically given the ultimatum of either taking this time to study hard and catch up or actually participate in the Sports Festival. While it would be a good way to get scouted by Pro Heroes, she knew that she needed to do good in her studies to stay in the school and not kicked out. Much less get dropped to a general studies course. Those were two options she just could not afford.

"I...think I'll go with the studying option."

They couldn't see it, but it was apparent that he was smirking a little under the bandages. He knew she was a smart girl and would make the right choice. Most student would have thrown a fit and went with joining the Sports Festival and if she had chosen that route, he would've been a little disappointed in her.

"Good. Now go back and get dressed, you are dismissed for the day." Turning to the rest of his class, he gave them a quick set of instructions to go anywhere on campus that they would like to work out their bodies and quirks.

Lowering her shoulders slowly, she went on to the dressing room and gotten change. Thankfully, it didn't take her long to get changed out of her gym clothes and into her normal uniform. While she finished getting ready, she easily feel Kuro stirring slightly out of control in her mind. Every step she took in that building and and out the door, just irritated her quirk more. Poor thing just wanted to show off his strength.

I really don't think he likes us all that much...

"I don't think it's that, Kuro. I think he's just trying to prepare us for what's to come. We are two weeks behind, so it's only right to hit us with everything they got."

She had hoped to walk home with her classmates, but everyone was preparing for the Sports Festival that was coming up. While she wouldn't have minded taking part in the Sports Festival, she couldn't help but feel like this was a test. Midoriya had given some details on the classes and teachers just the day prior and said he's used rational deception techniques on their first day.

So, begrudging to Kuro, she went with the studying option. There would be two more years of this, so, it's not like it's her only shot.

Maybe so, but it would've been fun. Better than this this studying.

"You're not wrong."

Thankfully the walk to the train station from the school wasn't that far nor was the train ride to her stop. Still, it was a little bit longer commute then when she lived in Kanazawa.

It's weird being in such a big city. There are so many people and places, I'm afraid I'm just going to get lost here. I mean, sure home wasn't any smaller but I knew my around and Tokyo is double the size.

It's much noisy here then the side we lived on, but there is so much negative energy here to feed on~ He purred delightfully.

Shiori couldn't help but shudder at his comment. Sure, negative energy, along with the shadows fed her quirk so he could maintain his form. Yet, it also could lead to drastic and horrible consequences if he ate too much negative energy.

You're feeding me negative energy right now.

Ugh. I can't win.

Some days it was easy to maintain control, but other days? It was hard. Today was one of those days, as she nearly lost her cool at lunch and now she was thinking thoughts that cause him to feed.

Hanging her head in defeat, she got off her train start and started to head towards her apartment building. She was starting to feel hungry, she needed to study, but she also needed to clean and unpack more.

Perhaps she could just blast some music, go over what she knows already in her head, while Kuro and her cleaned and put stuff away.

Kuro groaned at that. Do I have too?

"I'll blast our favorite song and drag out all the cat toys mom bought for you to have here."

She could feel him humming quietly to the offer, feeling the happiness radiating from him. Shaping into a cat and playing, were one of his favorite pastimes.

Reaching the apartment, she opened the door to her rather dark and slightly gloomy apartment. Walking into the apartment, she hit a switch that lit the apartment with the strings of lights she added that gave off a glow similar to that of a full moon. She also had black lights that lit the room in several places and in her bedroom. The only two places that she used actual lights was the kitchen and the bathroom, having a lamp that shined over where she did her homework and studying.

Darkness~

Kuro immediately formed out of the ground and laid on his black pillow in front of the small black leather couch.

Setting down her backpack, she opened up her laptop. She knew Daichi would be video chatting with her at any moment. While she waited, she went to grab a thing of curry buns off the counter. They were seriously the best thing ever invented since sliced bread.

Hearing her laptop make noise, she yelled for Kuro. "Hey, hit the button to answer that."

I just got comfy too.

Rolling her eyes at his whining, she heard the call connect and a startled yelp, followed up with a voice laced with a sigh.

"You really have to stop letting Kuro answer my calls. Scares me every time."

He huffed at the screen before returning to his bed. "Blargh." Rude.

"Sorry. Was in the kitchen." She returned with her snack and drink, sitting down in front of the computer.

"So...it's weird seeing you in white."

"Well, it's weird seeing you dressed up like a male stripper with that hat on."

Daichi quickly removed his hat and rolled his eyes at the comment. "Yeah...well. Whatever. You get use to this uniform after the second day. How's U.A?"

Shiori took another bite from her curry bun, sighing in defeat. "I'll just say, it's no wonder they are an elite hero school. I spent my first day with the principal and teacher, only to meet my class at the end of the day. Second day, I was spent in class but also getting a run down from every teacher about the what they have learned so far. Then today, it was hardcore classes, playing twenty questions at lunch, a test, and then I was made to do a quirk assessment test in front of my classmates."

"Fuck that. Like the first two days, they tried grooming me to uphold the school values and maintain dignity at all times. But today, I got to kick some ass on the training ground."

"That sounds hell of a lot better than mine. I'm jealous, but if I had to wear uniform and look like a stripper, then I'll just stay at U.A."

Daichi made a sound of frustration as he rubbed his temples. Her seriously was never going to be able to live this down. "Anyway, I also called about an important matter. Did you get the text from the Head of Kanazawa?"

"Our old principal? No, why?"

Why is he just now bringing up this text? How the hell am I supposed to know?

"Shit, really? Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news."

Shiori frowned at the laptop, waiting anxiously to be told the information he had dropped on her. What text? Why from their old Head? Was the school re-building their hero program and everything? Honestly, she just got here and wasn't really set on going back. Kuro had slid up to lay on top of her head, eyeing the screen curiously. He was getting tired of the wait.

"Our home former homeroom teacher, Ms. Mizumoto...she passed away this morning."