A/N: Most likely this is going to be 2-3 chapters, and Izuocha is going to kick off!
The light of the flames around the arena bounced irregularly on their faces. The TVs hanging around the arena would clearly broadcast every move they were going to make, and the audience was gasping for any kind of action. The two contestant's names were presented: Ochaco Uraraka and Katsuki Bakugou. Uraraka whirled her head from one side to another, analyzing everyone in the audience. She clenched her teeth and started to steam, while her opponent seemed unaffected at all. In fact, the cold look on his face suggested that he didn't care the slightest bit.
"EIGHTH MATCH, START!
Bakugou decided to kick things off. "If you're going to withdraw, do it now. You won't get off with just an ouch."
"Bakugou... giving up isn't an option!" She readied her hands for the inevitability of using her quirk.
"Then die."
The crowd cheered wildly as she dashed towards her opponent in spite of his outrageous strength. He smirked, and prepared to resist any form of advance from her, thinking that the match was going to blow by. While Uraraka was getting close to him, he attempted to backfire with his quirk, but she had thought ahead. She tapped her shoes and jumped up right as the arena went up in flames. Bakugou looked up in shock for only a few milliseconds, before launching another explosion directly at her. She flew back with a yelp and landed onto the ground.
"Think you can beat me with that kind of plan, girl?" he remarked.
She perked up with a fierce face, but lowered her head. Just wait, Bakugou. I'm not down yet! Her plan was fairly simple. Have him turn the arena into rubble, and loosen the debris right above him. But, with a tiny twist that could end up turning the match in either person's favor. I really don't want to do this, but if I win…
I'll be one step closer to my goal.
"Well, D-Deku beat you, right? The same person you m-mocked for years?" Uraraka's voice was broken and ragged at first, eventually growing into one of an announcer's.
"You mean that wimpy shitnerd?" Bakugou's voice sounded steely throughout the entire match, as if he didn't care about her pathetic remarks.
"Yup! He completely humiliated you! Y-You know, it was hilarious to watch." She giggled, just to add fuel to the flame. This is sure to get him fired up.
"WHAT'S THIS? URARAKA'S BEGINNING TO TALK TO BAKUGOU IN THE BEGINNING OF THE MATCH? I WONDER WHAT THEY'RE SAYING!" Everyone in the stadium went nearly deaf due to Present Mic's excited statement.
"It's clear that she's trying to manipulate him. If Bakugou can look past his displeasure, it'll be an easy win for him." Aizawa, Mic's less optimistic colleague said. The bandages from the fight in USJ rendered his comments extremely muffled, but still slightly comprehensible.
Izuku and his friends started to notice what was happening as they watched from the sidelines. Although the dialogue was too quiet to hear specifically what they were saying, they could all easily tell that Bakugou was beginning to become irate. Kacchan… what's happening? Is Uraraka trying to break your ego? Some of them also had their own input on the situation.
"You think she's trying to hype him up? Sure looks a lot like that." Kaminari fiddled with his hair while Kirishima retorted.
"But why would she want to make him angry, wouldn't that go against her favor?" he sighed. "Anyways, I don't think Uraraka has much of a chance… Bakugou wouldn't go easy on her."
"BLOW OFF HER CLOTHES, BAKUGOU!" Mineta screeched. The rest of class 1-A glared at him and he scrunched into his seat, bittersweet tears flowing down his cheeks.
"I can't believe he would hurt a poor, sweet girl! Bakugou's insane! If I were there, I would've gone easy on h—"
Jirou nonchalantly jabbed Kaminari with her jack-shaped earlobes and he let out a small squeal. Shockwaves were noticeably running up and down his body. "Didn't that Shiozaki girl beat you senseless a few matches ago?"
"Yeah, bu—"
"Then be quiet."
He knew now to keep his mouth shut and slowly nodded his head. Everyone else laughed hysterically at their antics and continued to watch the fight with full commitment.
She dashed at him once more, ready to put her plan into effect. Bakugou's fury was beginning to be unleashed. He kept blasting her away, while she held very little resistance towards them. His temper distracted him from seeing the rocks above as she just kept dashing back with a fierce glare in her eyes. I have to engrain in his mind that I'm trying to make him float. If I can do that, then I can win!
Uraraka came up with a temporary distraction. She bolted towards Bakugou once again while he prepared another explosion. The smoke clouds went up yet again, but this time there was going to be a difference. Behind the darkness, she tore off her jacket and sent it floating through the haze. Bakugou reacted without thought. "Don't underestimate me!" He sent a large explosion towards the object while Uraraka flanked him to the right. Bakugou taken aback, she charged in to touch him but yet again failed. His reflexes are quick, I have to get around them somehow… but she could feel her conscious starting to lose the fight just as she was. If I don't finish this soon, I'll be a goner for sure.
After getting crushed over and over again, her endurance started to tank. She fell to the ground, and was clearly physically damaged. Bruises were noticeable all over her skin (but unfortunately for Mineta, her tank top managed to stay strong) and her face was ashen. But the gears in her brain and heart kept moving, and her drive to win was still strong as ever. She clawed over the rubble placed onto the arena and tried to stand. This isn't only for me. It's for them. Please, get up.
Uraraka stood up and kept going, except in a different way.
"You know, I'm r-really jealous of all the people who haven't met you. Who would want to meet a egotistical, bitter person like you? Guess we had to take the sacrifice for everyone else." she went on. "Actually, did I say we? That's right, you don't have any friends, do you? Just punching bags to inflate your sky high ego." He's definitely being very careful, otherwise this comment alone would've been enough to have him go crazy.
"Shut your mouth before I blow you to bits." Bakugou began to become physically violent, with his hands twitching and face starting to deform.
"Are you sure about that? I wouldn't want to give you an ouchie." Uraraka forced a rugged smile at him as if they were having a peaceful conversation about laser puppies.
That was the last straw. His fury blinded him, while his face fumed with rage. He propelled himself forward with his explosions and was about to turn her into mush. Unfortunately for him, she saw it all coming. She once again bounced up by tapping her shoes and managed to get behind him. Bakugou kept propelling himself forward, before realizing where he was going. He stopped himself right before he went over the edge.
He's dazed, this is my only shot!
She forced her hands apart as she released the rocks from above him. They came crashing down while Bakugou had little time to react. But still, he looked up and smirked, fully confident in his victory. Uraraka darted towards him at the last minute to try and come in contact with his body.
"You can't win with a dumb trick like this. I told you, I'll be number one!" Bakugou attempted to blow up the rocks with a major explosion, but he failed to realize that his explosions had a recoil on his body. The force applied to the rocks pushed him back. He fell off the edge, and landed softly onto the grass. His speechless face would've surely been a highlight. The intense explosion missed Uraraka only by centimeters, as the wind knocked her pale body onto her back.
"Bakugou's out bounds, Uraraka advances to the second round!" Midnight raised the flag on Uraraka's side and the crowd went absolutely wild. Nobody expected her to pull through and beat him. She lay there stunned, unable to react at all. Her blurry vision and physical injuries led her to be on the brink of absolute exhaustion.
With a faint smile, she got onto her knees, pumped her fist into the air, and collapsed.
"WHAT AN INTENSE FIGHT! HOW DID SHE DO IT? Well, anyways, I'm glad she won!" Present Mic often threw a pinch of his own opinion into his announcements, and that did not settle with Aizawa well.
"Commentary should be unbiased at all times, Hizashi." Aizawa admonished his co-presenter before explaining. "Uraraka only won the match because she managed to manipulate Bakugou into being controlled solely by rage. If this weren't a tournament with boundaries, Bakugou's physical strength alone would've been enough to beat Uraraka. But, her plan was decent, and it will allow her to move on to the second round. Congratulations." Uraraka smiled faintly as she was carried out in a stretcher. Hearing those words from a pro like him meant a lot to her.
Everyone in class 1-A's mouths were open. They couldn't believe what they just saw. All at once, they stared directly at the raging Bakugou. His face morphed into one of a demon's and he started yelling indiscreetly, tearing grass out of the Earth and blowing it up in his sweaty palms. A collective sigh from the entire class broke the astonishment in the air.
"Man, did Uraraka use insults to beat him? Totally un-manly! Er… un-womanly! But I still gotta give props to her, I bet she didn't actually want to say those things." Kirishima looked over at Bakugou again, and sweatdropped.
"Well, whatever works works, especially when it comes to Bakugou." Sero shrugged and awkwardly smiled.
"I'm surprised it ended up in his defeat. I would've expected Bakugou to be more open minded when it came to important events such as this." Momo said. All three of them began to notice Izuku's silent muttering and decided to leave him alone for once.
Well, all except one.
Kirishima silently leaned over to Kaminari and whispered in his ear. "Do you think he's "deciphering" the methods Uraraka used to beat Bakugou? Or… he's just crazy?"
"Honestly, probably a mix of both! He's probably surprised on how she managed to win, so if I were him, I'd be doing the same thing! Well, maybe a bit more subtly." He seemed massively happy that Uraraka won the match.
Kirishima looked down once again at Izuku and noticed his panicked expression. He was writing hastily in his "fanboy notebook." He's going at it again, huh. Gotta give him props for that! Analyzing your opponents so fiercely is totally manly! I wonder what he's writing down though… and if it'd help me in the future!
Izuku's thoughts were interrupted by a booming sound.
"BEFORE THE NEXT ROUND OF THE TOURNAMENT STARTS, THERE'S GOING TO BE A 45 MINUTE BREAK! ALL STUDENTS MAY HEAD OVER TO THE CAFETERIA, OR EAT OUTSIDE! GOOD LUCK TO ALL OF THE FUTURE CONTESTANTS! Hey, Aizawa, wanna grab lunch with me?"
The students reacted with glee. "Thank goodness, I've been hungry for quite a while. Midoriya, would you like to join me?" Iida asked.
"It's ok Iida, you go first! I need to do something important, in the uh… bathroom."
"Bathroom? You mean—"
Izuku hopped up from his seat and tore through the crowd to get to a bathroom. Locking a stall door, he stood there trying to catch his breath before finally being allowed to think. Why did I just run away from Iida like that? Why did I choose the BATHROOM? Whatever, it's whatever! Just think about the reason why I'm here.
…
Right, it's about Uraraka!
Despite her motivations, that was not how one should go about winning a battle. I definitely expected you to try and slap him on the back or something! Is it really worth winning if that's how you do it? Well, I mean, I've seen a lot of heroes do that when it comes to self-absorbed villains… but still! He tapped his notebook rapidly, storing the pen atop his ear in anticipation. Should I go visit her and ask? Is it that serious, or should I stop worrying? Izuku unlocked the door and decided to visit her, but not without one final thought. Uraraka…
That's not how you become a hero.
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