Disclaimer: I own neither of them.

Friday came around faster than Drake thought it would, and as such he was standing in a hanger while wearing a skin tight, black suit to optimize with his Is. On his chest is a heart like shape Arc reactor attached to his chest which stores his Is.

Giving himself a bit of a stretch, Drake taps lightly on the reactor then is consumed in bright red light as he's now in his Is.

" Jarvis are you in?"

" Of course sir. weapons and defense systems are online and ready. Energy levels at 100%." stated the robotic voice.

" Alright then, start recalibration of Is."

" As you wish sir."

The large titanium, dragonic wings start shifting a little, armor plates all over his body also start to shift while his two cannons are lowered back a little and set on his back.

" Ok so Jarvis, how do I pilot this thing?"

" The piloting is mostly similar to your suits sir."

" Oh, well here we go!" he says with excitement as he flew out of the hangar and into the arena with Cecilia already in her blue and white IS waiting for him.

" What the hell is that?!" she asked while in shock at its design along with the other female students spectating.

" Say hello to Titanium Dragonoid, generation X or whatever!" he says while smirking.

" I will not be intimated by that thing. I might give you one chance before this match begins, give up now, and tell everyone that I'm superior to you and I'll let you go unharmed."

" I'm not gonna go off that easy Cinderella."

"What a rude boy, I'll have to break that when you become my servant" she replied.

When she said servant just made Drake disgusted by the sound of it. " Recalibration is complete sir."

Ichika finally made his way into the arena, clad in a dull gray and blue IS. "This match has begun, time limit of 30 minutes" Orimura sensei spoke over the speaker system.

" Oh man, thats a cool Is you got Drake."

" Thanks man I ..." but was intterupted as he sidestepped a blue shot from Cecilia.

"How dare you!" Cecelia yelled

" Alright Jarvis, what am I deaking with?"

" The Is that Ms. Alcott is piloting 3rd generation; specializing in far distance combat."

" Alright and Ichika's?"

" Mr. Orimura's is a 3.5 generation; specializing in close range combat but it is right now inactive. You could use that to your advantage." Jarvis suggestion." Here I come Drake!!" charging at him with his blade ready.

Raising his hand and aims at Ichika. A large stream of energy ejects, knocking Ichika into the wall on impact.

" Sorry pal." he says while regretting his dick move.

" Unbelivable, that weapon system that he has could penetrate my shields easily." Cecilia trying to think of a strategy.

As Drake turned his sights on Cecilia, he notices blue bits coming off of her and heading toward him. He then took off into the air dodging the attacks while Cecilia trys to get a good aim on him.

" Lets see if you can handle this this." as his shoulder armor open up a bit with mini missile launchers. Lauching them right at her as they destroyed her blue bits and the rest right st her.

Fully pressured as she trys to minimize the damage by shooting at some of the missiles. A few were able to hit her, knocking her down but still floating above ground. Seeing her shield energy go down in the red zone just pissed her off even more. " I will not lose this easily!" she shouted.

" Sir, Mr. Orimura's Is is changing." updating Drake.Drake narrowed his eyes as he saw that Ichika's IS had upgraded itself, the dull metal becoming shiny white with a gold trim and blue highlights. His sword had folded open, reviling a light blue energy blade.

"Chifuyu, you gave me your blade" he heard Ichika mutter as the blue gazed at the glowing blade. "I guess I can't lose now, not since I got this" he whispered as he turned towards Cecelia and smirked. "I'm going to win this" he promised, completing ignoring Drake as he flew towards the rather pissed blonde girl.

Sniper fire and rocket flew towards the charging Ichika, only to be dodged and sliced as he got closer to the girl. "No!" Cecelia yelled, trying to move out of Ichika's range. The glowing blade was about to come down on her, ready to take away the rest of her shield energy.

A steady beam almost hit him as he turned to Drake who shot it. " Alright then, Its payback." he says with determination as he charged toward Drake.

Raising his wrist, a rocket appearing on it. Using is targeting systems, shoots the rocket straight at him. Ichika thinking that its useless, slices it in half only for it to explode all over his Is as the heated thermite melted away the last of his shields, making him fall to the ground.

" God I feel sorry for him."

"Just because you act like a gentlemen, doesn't mean I will get soft" she said smugly as he sniper fired, a bolt of pure energy crashing into Drake's chest but felt nothing.

" What?!" she says in disbelief." 5% of shield energy lost."

" I'm sorry my lady but its over." was the last thing he said as he cocked his arm back, a thruster already activated on his elbow and slams his fist right into her chest, dropping her shield energy to zero.

Her IS went dead as she plummeted towards the ground, unable to save herself form the fall.

Cecelia closed her eyes, waiting for the ground to meet her body but it never came. The feeling of falling had stopped as the girl opened her eyes to see the silver gray hair teen and his gray eyes looking down on her.

Those eyes showing softness and kindness. "Are you alright?" he asked as Cecelia blushed, only just realising how she was being held.

Ye-yes" she stuttered, cursing under her breath as the dragonic Is landed on the ground, allowing her to stand on her own. "WINNER DRAKE STARK" the arenas speaker system stated.

Couple of hours later...

" This is some party." Drake commented as he sat in the middle of one of the canteen stalls. Above him was a sign saying congratulations while a load of party decorations around the canteen and what looked like all of the girls in his class, the one next to it, and a few second years.

"Hay, hay Drake, the news paper club would like to ask you some questions along with your fellow competitors" a brown haired second year spoke up as she held a pen and paper in front of the table. "Oh my, I would be happy to answer your questions" Cecelia spoke up.

He didn't realize that the blonde was sitting beside him and wondered if she's not going insane. But also hugging his arm unexpectedly.

"What are your thoughts on being class representative, from the match it should you only using your IS for the first time" the reporter asked.

" Hehehe, lets just say its a secret." he says.

" Drake I want to apologize for my rude behavior since the first day. I want to make it up to you." she say with a soft smile.

" Its alright, sometimes we can be rough at the beginning. So uh how are you gonna make it up to me?"

" I will personally train you to improve your skills." she says while giggling to herself at the idea.

He's alright with piloting his Is but decides to just play along.

"What about the end of the match, most of the girls are wondering about your relationship with Cecelia Alcott" she asked as Drake froze. "What?" he asked.

" The way you carried her is like you being back to a hero, saving her life and claiming her." the reporter stated as Drake glanced towards Cecelia, who was sporting pink tainted cheeks.

" Well uh it happens on some of my missions though but to put it this way. I say were friends." was go to statement since many girls do fall for him when being Iron Omega.

"Really, that's good" the reporter said as a few girls looked relieved. How was that a good thing?

And why is Cecelia glaring at him now. "How about we get a picture, I sure having the two boys on our front cover will make a great sale" she said as Drake glanced towards ichika, who offered a shrug in response.

"Can we have separate ones as well?" Cecelia asked, what is she going on about now? "Why not?" the reporter said, pulling her camera out as Drake and Ichika stood. Both boys grasped each other forearm as they offered smiles towards the camera.

The flash went off as the picture was taken. "Why is Houki glaring at me?" Drake whispered towards the bluenette. Ichika glanced over his shoulder to see his childhood friend actually glaring at his silver haired friend.

"I have no idea, if you ask her, you will only get the response that that is her normal expression" Ichika whispered back. Unknown to both boys, a few girls were taking pictures of them whispering to each other, creating more headlines for the news paper.

"Ahem, I believe it is my turn" Cecelia spoke up as she tugged Drake away from Ichika. She wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his shoulder as she turned towards the camera with a smile.

He smiled along while his right arm wrapped around her waist and his free hand resting on his hip.

Finally resting on a chair, the silver hair boy staring at the ceiling. " Its been one hell of a day." he commented.

" Yep it has been." replied Ichika as he sat beside him.

" Sorry about what happened back there."

" Its alright but your weapons are so advanced. I bet that you can be the best Is pilot in this academy." he says complementing.

" Will see."

The next day...

Currently in class, Drake is reading " The aspects of power and technology" while wearing shades because why not have a little style.

" Wonder what Stark-kun is reading?"

" He's so smart."

" Do you think he's doing that to impress the new transfer student?"

"It can't be, does that mean my Glenn has been taken from me already?"

Having to hear that, he wonders what the hell the girls in his classs are talking about.

"What's everyone talking about?" Ichika asked as he walked into the class room.

"Who knows" Drake replied as the boy raised an eyebrow at the response.

"Did you figure out why Houki was glaring at me?" he asked in return as Ichika blinked. "I did, she was really upset about the fact that I lost the match, but it was mostly due to the fact that I lost because you did, in her words, an un-honourable action" Ichika explained as Drake sighed.

" Well there are times when you have to screw honor." Drake stated.

"Everyone has their beliefs" he replied simply. Before either of the boys could continue, the door to the class slid open again.

"So this is where you've been hiding Ichika!" a voice yelled as both boys blinked before turning towards the door. Standing there was a girl with long brown hair in tow pig tails tied up with yellow bands. Her uniform was modified so that her shoulder were reviled and her sleeves were lowered.

Despite the fact she was a petite looking girl, Drake couldn't help but find her cute. After shaking his head he turned back towards the conversation between the two. "Rin, what are you doing here?" Ichika asked as he smiled at one of his long time friends.

"I'm the class representative of class 1-2, so you better be prepared for our match!" she exclaimed as the bluenette boy blinked. "Ugh...I'm not the representative foe our class Rin" Ichika pointed out making the girls face drop.

"But, I heard a boy was the class representative of this class!" she yelled as Ichika blinked in confusion. "Well, yea it is a boy, it's Drake, over here" Ichika said pointing to the confused blonde boy.

" Whats up." Drake says with a wave of his hand. " D-D-Drake Stark!" she yelled while surprised. For some reason a blush had crept across her cheek as she stared at his handsome features.

Before Rin could have a chance to say anything a rolled up booklet collided with the back of her head. "Get back to your class" Orimura sensei ordered as the pony tailed girl ran but not before pointing at Drake.

"I'll be back for you" she yelled as she disappeared form the door way.

I know that the fight was kind of anti-climatic but hey its Stark Tech that has advanced thanks to Tony and Drake.