Disclaimer: All source content belongs to Kohei Horikoshi. The cover photo belongs to 音次郎. I don't know the reading on his name, but the credits go to him for the amazing piece of art.

A/N: I don't know who won the U.A. Festival, yet. So in this fan fiction, I'm going to make it a draw between Todoroki and Bakugo. But I am excited to see what will happen in that match up in the canon series. Also, I don't really plan on putting too much focus on this fan fiction. It will all depend on how much attention this fan fiction gets. If it gets a lot, I'll put more focus on it. If it doesn't I'll update it less regularly. That is all.

Silas Dane

She's still . . . not dead!

"Thank you, Bakugo . . . for not letting your guard down." Uraraka said.

"Huh?"

What is she up to? . . .

"I'm gonna win!" She shouted.

Bakugo looked up, seeing the impending shower of debris.

Damn . . . She tricked me . . . BUT NOT GOOD ENOUGH!

Pointing his hand up towards the falling debris, he concentrates all of his stored up power. The jolt of muscle pain caused him to grunt in pain, but it was overpowered by the thundering explosion that shot out of his hand, blasting away the girl's desperate plan.

"I thought you'd be up to something . . . " Bakugo said.

"B-Bakugo delivers a satisfying explosion!" Present Mic's shocked voice boomed in the speakers. "He blasts boldly through Uraraka's secret plan!"

Uraraka turns around from her state of shock and charges Bakugo.

She still wants some more, huh?! I'll kill- what?!

Uraraka loses her footing, falling forward on the ground. He stopped his attack, now just standing still and watching the fatigued girl. She kept trying to crawl forward even though she clearly could not stand anymore.

"I also . . . I . . . I'll become . . . a hero!"

Her . . . become a hero? . . . This weak extra? . . .

Midnight comes onto the battle stage and stops Bakugo, checking on Uraraka. "Uraraka's out of commision. Bakugo advances to the second round!"

The announcement and the match itself. It was no surprise to Bakugo. He knew he would win because of how weak Uraraka was compared to him, but . . . he didn't expect her to put up a decent fight. There was still a noticeable fire burning in her eyes.

He looked at her jacket that she threw to distract him, the black stain from his explosion still there. Then watched as medical technicians took Uraraka off the battle stage.

. . . Who is this chick?

She came up with that plan by herself? . . .

Bakugo had just talked with Deku, who was walking by while he was making his way to the stands. Of course, he was pissed off that Deku looked down on him and was bold in his speech.

The other classmates on the stands also showed distaste towards his battle with Uraraka, calling him merciless. He just wanted them to all shut up . . . but now that he thought about it, Uraraka hasn't come back to the stands yet. She probably was still being healed by Recovery Girl.

"Wow, Ka-chan. You don't show any mercy, even if-"

"I said shut up! Any more of that crap and I'll kill all of you!" He growled, crossing his arms.

Time passed by and more battles progressed. Bakugo had fun taking down Tokoyami, proving to everyone how powerless his Quirk was against Bakugo's. Now it was time for his match with half-and-half bastard.

After a long fifteen minute battle, both of them could not fight any longer.

"Damn it . . . " Bakugo growled, feeling the intense muscle pains in both of his arms. "I'll kill you . . . "

Todoroki didn't say a thing to him. But Midnight came onto the battlefield and waved her sadistic whip. "Both Todoroki and Bakugo are unable to battle. This match is a draw!"

And just like that, the final match between Todoroki and Bakugo ended in a draw. Draws in the final matches aren't settled with ridiculous contests like arm wrestling. They are just counted as a draw and left at that. It would have to be resolved at the next year's U.A. Sports Festival. On the bright side of things, school wouldn't start again until a week after the festival. It was to give time for the students to recover and recuperate.

A Week Later . . .

"Whoa. How can you still look so pissed even after a week, Ka-chan?" Kirishima said as Bakugo walked in.

"Shut up. I'm looking for that girl."

"You'll need to be more specific. Ribbit." Tsu-chan said. "There's more than one girl in here."

"I'm not talking about you, extra." He growled. "Where is . . . what the hell was her name again? . . . Uraraka! Where is she?!"

"Ka-chan, calm down!" Kirishima chuckled nervously. "She's not here-"

"Oi! Deku!" He yelled, approaching him.

"Gah! Ka-chan! What is it?!"

"Where the hell is Uraraka?! I always see you with her. Now where is she?! Tell me or I'll kill you!"

"Whoa! Whoa! Hold on a second!" He said, backing up. "Why do you want to see Uraraka so much?"

"That's none of yer business, Deku! Where is-"

"You are all being so loud." Todoroki said from the back of the room.

"What'd you say, half-and-half bastard?!"

"I don't need to repeat myself."

"Seriously, Ka-chan. You need to simmer down." Kirishima said.

" . . . " He didn't say another word, feeling a vein pulse on his forehead.

All these annoying extras . . . They can all-

"Is everyone here?" Mr. Aizawa walked into the room, well, more like stumbled into the room. He still looked as tired as ever. "Good, let's get homeroom started. Class rep-"

"I'm late! I'm so sorry!" The perky Uraraka bursts through the opening of the door to the classroom, sweating. She looked like she ran a marathon to get here. "I had some problems along the way. Please forgive me!" She said, bowing.

There she is! . . .

"Whatever. Don't be late, next time." Mr. Aizawa said. "Sit down."

"Okay!"

There she was, walking to her seat. Bakugo couldn't restrain himself anymore, his anger boiling.

"Oi! You! Uraraka!"

She jumped, squeaking in shock at the sudden outburst from Bakugo. "Huh?! What?!"

"You have been a pain in my ass this past week!"

The whole class was stunned by this sudden outburst. This was unlike Bakugo. He never showed interest in anything other than the hero course itself. But now, here he was shouting at Uraraka for an unknown reason.

"Wha-?! What did I do?" She said, still shocked.

"I haven't been able to get the thought of our battle out of my mind all week long! It's annoying! What the hell did you do to me?!"

"Are you- what do you mean?"

His murderous expression slowly dropped and he simmered down slightly. "Forget it . . . But, I just felt like I need to say this . . . Uraraka, even though you're a weak extra with a pathetic Quirk . . . you fought good." He said, blushing slightly and sitting back down.

The whole class was silent in shock, even Mr. Aizawa was staring wide-eyed at Bakugo.

"Holy crap!" Kirishima shouted. "Was that a compliment from Ka-chan?! Did someone get that on video?!"

"Tell anyone outside this class I said this and I'll kill you!" Bakugo growled. "Besides, saying it will probably make the stupid battle get out of my head . . . But I thought her fighting spirit was . . . cool."

"HE DID IT AGAIN!" Everyone shouted.

Uraraka was so stunned by the things Bakugo was saying to him. She didn't even know what to think. This was the first time for her- no, for everyone, to be hearing something like this coming from him. But suddenly, that scary exterior that she always associated with him, it disappeared. When she finally came out of her state of shock, she blushed and went to her seat quietly, embarrassed, but flattered.

"Thank you . . . " She said. "I think that you're amazing, too."

"WHAT THE?!" Everyone was shocked by her reply.

"Enough!" Mr. Aizawa intervened before the class broke out in a strange riot. "Save this nonsense for after class. There are some things that I need to discuss with you all."