No Power? No Problem! (An OC Fanfic/BNHA Fanfic)

This Probably is The Worst Day/Downtime, with a side of Napalm

".........am I dead?" I uttered, staring at a ceiling.

"Sorry, you're alive," Asui answered before anyone else.

"So I won?! Awesome...ow..." I winced, and noticed I was bandaged from head to toe. Must've really gone into overtime with the spar with Bakugo. "How long was I out?"

"About a day and a half. You had us worried sick," Izuku told me, walking to the side of my infirmary bed.

"How nice of you to say that....will I get up eventually, or..."

"No. Probably not. You were suffering third degree burns and internal bleeding, and a torn ligament. You'll be here awhile," Asui told me, as blunt as any industrial grade sledgehammer possible.

"Shit.............but I feel fine? Why is that?" I noticed that when I moved, it wasn't extremely painful...wait..."You called, Deku?"

"Ah huh...said something about giving you this fluid you made every hour,"

"Nano Medic Healing Plasma..."

"Por que?" Minoru asked, confused at the large amount of words.

"Basically, you know that hero, Deathless? How he can heal? I took the liberty of the fact that he knew my dad to provide some cells to stimulate healing and regeneration to people who can't heal naturally as fast. I could win a Nobel Prize if I wanted, but, I can wait," I laughed, wincing slightly. "Even the most serious injuries are minimized...I'll feel sore, but-"

I took off the bandages off my face and upper torso, with a little help from the others. They were shocked I wasn't a complete charcoal like before.

"Does it work?" I chuckled, and noticed a scar on my chest, the same punch Bakugo made on my suit...guess it scarred over, instead of fully healing. "Damn. How..."

"Perhaps your body is resistant to the full effects of the stuff, so you have a scar now instead of a full heal," Asui commented, surprising me from her intuition. I didn't think she had an IQ like that.

"Could be...can the ladies stop staring? It's making me self-conscious," I blushed, covering the upper half a little.

"Wow. Getting steamy in the nurse's office...heh," And Minoru was tongue-slapped. "Ouch,"

"Is there anything that you say that doesn't involve sexual-"

"No," Asui interrupted. Okay, I guess I'll take Froppy's word for it.

***

After about a few checkups, I was a clean bill of health. And finally working on classes I missed...god dammit.

But at least my high IQ, and surprising cast of friends made catching up easier than usual. Izuku and Ochaco always seem to be close...hell, I'd ship it, like most of the school who assume they have a thing. Tsu- erm, Asui, and Minoru seem to get along fine, yet his perverted mind always gets him the quiet derpy wrath of Froppy. Normally I'd be upset, but with these two, I can't help but crack a smile. And Bakugo...

He was the same asshole shithead that nobody really likes. Except Izuku...somehow...

But let me say, he wasn't happy being beaten by a quirkless person such as myself. Hell, the staff had to restrain him in what I assumed was Han Solo-esque carbonite freeze. Albeit the head still out....seriously, gag the man already, we already have enough blown eardrums today.

Popularity was a bitch too. New people I had to just meet all of a sudden. Pinky, Creati, and many people I will soon forget the next day.

And now the Hero Name. Customary among ourselves was to pick a name for our heroic persona.

"Alright Yamano-kun, please choose a name that reflects the nature of you. School appropriate of course,"

I drew three simple letters: Uno.

The class whispered puzzled.

"We don't know what that is supposed to mean!" A student yelled aloud, getting shushed by the teacher.

"Uno, means 'one'. And since I'm the only 'one' here who didn't get or previously had a quirk to be a hero, I'm in a league by myself. Hence, call me Uno from now on, alright? Good! That's all. And school appropriate," I sat the board down, and sat down. "So, That's it? Write a name and that's all?"

"Well, it's more to it than that," Ochaco replied, smiling her infectious ray of sunshine. "Don't worry though...most of us...are more cooperative, than other people."

I nodded, and looked at my textbook. Today's lesson was the history of Quirks and the typing system from the beginning and onto modern times. Snore.

I felt a note hit my head. Hm? Tooru? The invisible chick?

I opened it up, and immediately made my mind do a 180.

Would you like to go out with me? Check yes or no.

"Passing notes isn't allowed in class Uno," Oh, the frog girl. "Although, I can see your popularity has shown itself again,"

"Eh, sorry Asui-chan..."

"Tsuyu. You can call me that now, so relax," Asu- erm, Tsuyu assured me, looking at me with that vacant expression.

"Oh, I'm a friend now?"

"Yeah. I was wary because I thought you were another arrogant prick, but after sticking up to a bully, you seem okay, for now," Ouch. Gonna' need a senzu for that one.

"Well, thanks? But, uh, what I do about this?" I gave her note, her reflecting on it, and giving it back. But it was signed yes, with a check mark. "The hell?!"

A shush stopped me.

"Your welcome," She told me, not even giving me eye contact. But I could tell that this would be a hard time for me. Especially since I can't see my date in the literal sense.

Meanwhile, Bakugo was giving me and endless death stare, his hands emmiting smoke. I could barely hear the words, "I'm gonna murder his ass," but heard it nonetheless.

Ah well. I always loved the smell of napalm in the morning...