The USJ part isn't the best because honestly it's probably my least favorite arc. It's exciting to watch but not really to write about, so please ignore my bad version of it. But I'm really happy with the Sports Festival part, I thought I did a good job with it, so please enjoy!

The USJ attack is like if one of Shouto's nightmares came to life. It isn't hard for him to defeat the villains in the Landslide Zone. They are thugs, probably had a couple strong quirks and got too cocky, thinking they could kill All Might. But there was a sick feeling in his stomach as he remembered the rest of his class, thrown into this battle just like him. The teenager knew he was one of the more capable of his class, perhaps he just got dealt the easy villains, or some that were just extra weak to his ice.

As Shouto headed toward the center of the USJ arena, he imagined his less powerful classmates, those who hadn't been training since they were four, beaten and bloody from the villains. Dead.

As he ran, he thought of Midoriya, who could barely control his own quirk. Would Midoriya make it out alive? Did it matter if he did?

Shouto clinched his fists tighter, ignoring the thoughts. The teenager quickly found himself in the center where All Might had arrived, now facing one of the villains. The creature barely looked human, as tall as All Might with a fleshy, brainlike head and raven black skin. Shouto nearly wanted to throw up at the sight of it. He stepped forward with his right foot, ice raced forward and froze the second half of the creature coming out of the portal.

A moment later, like a magnet, his bicolored gaze found Midoriya. The green-haired teenager was standing not far from him, beside him on the other side were Bakagou and Kirishima. Midoriya's face wore a horrified expression at the scene, the creature split in half, one side iced, the other still held by All Might.

It had been barely two weeks since Midoriya revealed his soulmate connection and Shouto would have liked to lie and say that it hadn't occupied most of his waking thoughts. He had come to the conclusion that even if he was his soulmate, it didn't matter. He would get in Shouto's way. If Midoriya did somehow figure out Shouto was his soulmate, he would probably be disgusted and not want him anyway. It was better if he kept his suspicions to himself.

The fight escalated after that, to the point Shouto didn't want to look away from All Might and the creature to even spare a glance toward Midoriya. The pale-haired man covered in hands, probably the leader, called the creature a Nomu. The creature was ultimately defeated, but the leader remained, now bolting toward All Might.

Of course Midoriya had to leap into battle as well, rushing to protect their teacher. Idiot, All Might could protect himself. Shouto felt himself move, wanting to rush after Midoriya. Perhaps he could freeze the leader before the green-haired boy decided to take out another finger.

Before he could do anything however, a shot rang out, and the leader flinched, stumbling backwards. Shouto glanced toward the entrance and Snipe, with a row of their pro-hero teachers, stood there. A soft sigh of freezing air escaped him. They were saved.

The aftermath of USJ was full of camera flashes and reporters. They, for some reason, wanted to interview Shouto the most out of his classmates. Maybe it was because he had lived in the spotlight his entire life as Endeavor's youngest son. Eventually after enough of his "no comments" and his one word answers, they finally left him alone. He was just as unapproachable as his father, the teenager read in an article about himself the next day.

They were given time off school, but for Shouto that only meant more training, more fire, more sleepless nights. His father was furious that he had allowed the villains to escape. He was forced into more training for his inability to capture them.

The first day back after the attack, Mr. Aizawa announced the Sports Festival. His classmates buzzed with anticipation. They were excited to show off for agencies, to show what they were made of. For Shouto, he knew it was just another expectation. His father would expect nothing less than first place. Shouto knew he shouldn't expect anything less either.

Shouto caught Midoriya chatting with Uraraka about the festival, smiling and bubbly. He and Bakagou would probably be Shouto's biggest competition. The spiky blond was loud and cocky and had a ego as large as Ground Beta, but his quirk was powerful. He was warranted in some of his boasting. But deep down, Bakagou was exactly what he seemed.

Midoriya on the other hand, he was still a wild card. Every time Shouto thought he had figured him out, he managed to surprise him. His quirk was limited, since he still couldn't control it. But he was smart and analytical and he had a plan for everything. Shouto wouldn't be surprised if he somehow figured out a way to win the festival without even breaking something. Shouto had denied that they were soulmates, even after hearing Midoriya's story, but it was obvious they has some sort of connection that Shouto still couldn't figure out how to ignore. Soulmate or not, he would pose the biggest challenge in the festival. Midoriya would be what stood between him and first place.

Shouto had hoped his declaration of war would have scared Midoriya enough to stay out of his way, but of course the shorter teenager managed to surprise him again. He had snuck in a win at the obstacle race, shocking both him and Bakagou. Then he did it again, sliding into third round, with the help of his teammates.

But more than that, he had forced Shouto to use his left side. He hadn't even noticed in the moment, only after, when the buzzer had echoed off the concrete and Midnight began announcing their places. It made him want to freeze over the damn whole stadium, furious with himself that he let Midoriya, of all people, get to him. How could he break down a decade of resolve in a stupid festival event?

Something in Shouto made him pull Midoriya aside and tell the green-haired boy, who still had tears in the corner of his eyes, that they needed to talk. Once they were alone, Shouto just started talking, he told him about his family, his mother, his promise to himself to deny his father everything. Later on, he had wondered why he even told Midoriya any of that. Perhaps he was just that easy to talk to or it was whatever that kept drawing Shouto to the green-haired boy. Once he had started talking, he couldn't stop until he ultimately said, "I'll rise above you with just my right side."

Shouto started walking away after that, it almost felt good to tell someone, to let it all out after years of keeping it in. The only thing he didn't tell Midoriya about was his soulmate. His soulmate didn't matter, they would not effect his life, his rise to the top, they wasn't even important enough to tell Midoriya.

When the shorter boy stopped him with his own declaration of war, Shouto didn't care. He didn't care about Midoriya and whatever plans he had. He would not stand in Shouto's way.

Midoriya was running out of fingers, and Shouto was running out of ice. He was getting slower and he knew it, they both did. His right side felt numb, every time he moved he heard the crinkle of frost, biting at his skin. But his resolve was strong, he would win this fight without Endeavor's quirk, even if he lost a finger or two himself.

But Midoriya was shouting at him, stupid words, standing there, half broken. Although, his eyes were just as bright and determined as ever. Shouto could see him, nearly glowing with the aftereffects of his quirk. His determination would only be his downfall, he was too stubborn. It didn't matter, Shouto thought as he sent another ice blast across the stadium toward the green-haired teenager. He would still lose.

He didn't matter. What he was saying didn't matter.

He didn't fucking matter.

Nothing mattered except surpassing his father. Nothing mattered except first place. Nothing mattered except for denying his father everything.

"But you're not denying him! You're only denying yourself, by using only half your power!" Midoriya shouted as he shattered through his ice once again. The cold shards hit his face, reminding him of his mother's frosty fingertips. Always so cold.

He was using his broken fingers, trying to keep going. Surely Cementoss would end the fight soon. The green-haired teen looked worse for wear, all except for his eyes, still shining, still fighting.

"I won't give my father satisfaction by using his-" Shouto called back, only to be cut off by Midoriya's frustrated yell. Another ice blast. He could feel the cold spreading up his limbs.

"But it's not his!" Shouto faltered, blinking at him in shock. The green-haired teenager broke through his ice again, he was lighting up with his quirk, shockingly familiar to the thing that lingered in all Shouto's nightmares.

"It's yours! It's your power, not his!" Midoriya screamed, glowing just like that green silhouette. Shouto's eyes widened.

The thing that saved him every night, saved him from his nightmares, from his father, from himself. His soulmate, standing right there in front of him. Saving him once again, it seemed.

"I'm sorry." Shouto gasped softly, too softly for anyone besides himself to hear. He felt so warm suddenly. "You do matter." He said, just before his left side burst into flames.

His soulmate just grinned.

There it is! Kind of changed some of the exact wording of the scenes, but let's just say that's because of the AU, not because I was too lazy to go back and watch the episodes again. It's all downhill for Shouto now.

Reviews are always appreciated of course! Hope you guys liked it!