This one starts off rough... but i think it makes up for it in the end. Enjoy!

"Alright everyone, it is time for our second match for the day! Misaka Mikoto versus Yaoyorozu Momo! Pure electrical power against material creation at will!" The announcer shouted. "Seems like we are going to have a contest revolving around versatility in combat! This could be interesting…"

'Ok… remember… electrical power…' Momo thought to herself. 'Making something that resists electricity is my best bet right? But even with that… her railgun will rip though anything I make… not to mention if she magnetizes the iron sand again like she did against Todoroki, I'm done for… I'll have to think fast to figure out a way to disrupt her electric flow.'

Mikoto didn't speak. She didn't really need to. It was already clear what her goal was.

Kamijou Touma.

Momo herself was a tad confused about that person in particular. A lot of people seemed to be drawn to him, even her own teammates, and she really couldn't understand why. His fight with Bakugou Katsuki was impressive, sure, and apparently had some kind of involvement with the incidents involving the villain with golden fire, but otherwise the boy seemed unremarkable.

She was thoroughly confused as to why everyone held such a simple person with a simple ability in such high regard.

But now was not the time for mulling that over. She needed to focus on the person in front of her. She had a single idea, but it would need time to work. The key here was disrupting her electric control. If she couldn't, she had no chance to win.

"Alright… is everyone ready? Let's get started! Begin!" The Announcer shouted.

A wave of electricity erupted from Mikoto almost immediately. Momo had to dive to her right side in order to dodge it. It seemed more than apparent that Mikoto wasn't in the mood for a long match. Lightning seemed to chase Momo as she started to run.

'Darn it… it's not ready yet!' Momo thought. Her ability could create anything by turning her own body fat into the materials required, but larger objects needed much more time. While her plan brewed, all she could do was run.

The assault did not let up. Momo could already see iron sand starting to rise from the earth outside the ring, and mentally panicked. It was almost ready; she had no other choice but to risk it not being prepared in time. She turned toward Mikoto and started to run towards her. It was her only shot.

Mikoto smirked, and unleashed a spear of lightning straight toward Momo, forcing her to dodge to delay her approach. Momo continued, despite the assault, and after a short time, she arrived within five feet of Mikoto. Suddenly a very large tarp burst from Momo's back who then grabbed it and threw it over Mikoto. It was much heavier than expected and dropped quickly, and moreover, Mikoto's electricity didn't seem to affect it.

The exterior cloth was only a disguise; almost the entire interior of the tarp was made of thick but bendable rubber.

It hit Mikoto with enough weight to cause her to stumble, and before she could recover, Momo tackled her. Momo did everything she could to try and wrestle with Mikoto through the heavy tarp and cover her entire body, seeking to cut-off the electrical flow to disable her abilities. She saw some progress; the iron sand that was flying around rapidly had slowed drastically. Momo continued her efforts; if she could contain Mikoto, she could claim victory.

Her hopes however were dashed when a railgun blast fired off from within the tarp, aimed apparently for the east side of the arena. Whether Mikoto had purposefully aimed there or had fired it off in the struggle didn't matter; the shockwave alone was enough to launch Momo off while holding onto the heavy tarp.

Momo managed to recover from the shockwave, and was confident. It had almost worked, and she could use the tarp as a shield from her lightning; she could just push Mikoto out of the ring.

This thought was silenced when a patch of iron sand had wrapped around her leg, and lifted her up into the air. She was spun around and then released; flying out of the ring and into one of the arena walls. She slid down after the impact, the tarp landing a few feet in front of her.

Mikoto sat in the ring, panting heavily.

"Seriously… that was sneaky and effective but damn… hard to breath in that thing…" Mikoto said in-between breaths.

"And I was so close too…!" Momo lamented.

"We have ourselves a winner! Misaka Mikoto advances to the semi-finals!" The Announcer shouted, declaring the match's end.

-Waiting Room-

"Hey… don't beat yourself up! You did great!" Izuku tried to comfort the depressed looking Momo.

"Doesn't really feel like it… first I let that pervert get into my head and now this…" Momo sighed.

"You can't beat yourself up about round one! You won your first match at least!" Kirishima stated.

"True, but still…" Momo trailed off. "…Least I didn't lose to that pervert; that would have been a lot more embarrassing…"

"Don't worry about it." Shouto suddenly spoke. "It's like Tokoyami said; we're fighting monsters of pure power. I lost my match as well, but losing doesn't matter that much; as long as we can stand back up after facing so much opposition, then I say we are doing exactly what we need to in this competition. We're showing the rest of the world that the next generation of heroes is more than prepared and capable of protecting them, even if we're defeated doing so."

"…Thanks." Momo smiled. "Thank you everyone for your support, I really needed it."

"No problem! We will always be there for each other!" Ochako chimed in.

"I felt that there was an abnormally low amount of guts in this room, but it appears you all have beaten me to the punch to correcting that!" Sogiita suddenly joined the discussion.

"Huh? Sogiita…?" Izuku questioned.

"Good job! I'm proud of you all!" Sogiita held out a thumbs-up.

"Thanks… but what are you doing over here…?" Tenya asked.

"Oh, to make sure my opponent is ready!" Sogiita answered. "My guts have been ready to go for a while now, I wouldn't want my opponent to suddenly get nervous and back out on me!"

'That's right… I'm fighting Sogiita next…' Izuku gulped. He hasn't given it much thought since Momo entered the ring. He had an idea on how to deal with Sogiita, but was more than a little shaky on its execution.

It was entirely dependent on how Izuku's One for All stacked up against Sogiita's Attack Crash.

Izuku appeared shaken, contemplating his next move. He suddenly blushed when he felt a feminine hand grasp his.

"Deku… don't worry. You can do it, I believe in you!" Ochako spoke to him. Izuku's blush intensified as he looked at Ochako, but shortly after he smiled, nodding confidently. Ochako returned the gesture; smiling back.

"Ah… confident words from your girlfriend can be motivating and reassuring I see! Once you were afraid but now you look like you could fight a true monster with her words guiding you alone! That's some real guts, I like it!" Sogiita commented.

"G-g-girlfriend!?" Both Ochako and Izuku shouted as their faces lit up like a pair of Christmas trees, separating from each other in the process and darting their gazes across the room, afraid to look at each other. Sogiita appeared confused. Before he could question it, the announcer came in overhead. It was time for the next match.

Midoriya Izuku versus Sogiita Gunha.

-Arena Field-

"I'm sure we will see some sparks fly this match! In round one we saw Midoriya's speed, and we also saw Sogiita's power! Can these two match each other and overcome the challenges laid out before them!? Only time will tell!" The announcer spoke to a cheering crowd. As Izuku and Sogiita stared each other down, Ochako looked on from the waiting room.

Ochako sighed, she was worried. She had complete faith in Izuku's abilities, make no mistake. She has had complete confidence in him for quite some time.

But just because of that didn't mean she wanted him to get hurt. Amidst her thoughts however, she felt two hands wrap around her frame and felt two very large, very soft things pressing into her back.

"Hi hi Ochako-chan!" Misaki greeted playfully.

"S-Shokuhou!?" Ochako let out a surprised squeak. "W-what are you d-doing!?"

"You seemed like you were upset about Izuku-chan, so I figured I'd come help!" Misaki answered. Ochako's eye seemed to visibly twitch upon hearing Misaki say Izuku's name in such a familiar fashion.

"I-I'm fine!" Ochako answered. "Y-you don't have to worry about me!"

"Then why don't we watch him together, hmm? You seem to be really attached to him, after all!" Misaki asked. Ochako's eye twitched again.

"N-no, w-we don't need to, honestly!" Ochako didn't realize it yet, but she was trying really hard to keep her cool.

"Aww… well… how about…" Misaki trailed off in thought. "If we watch it together… and if Izuku-chan wins… I'll tell you something very personal about him?" Ochako's head visibly shook as her mood started to change.

"Why… why would I want to invade is privacy like that…?" Ochako questioned.

"Well… the thing I could tell you in particular… let's say you might have a bit of an interest in… especially as a girl like little ol' me, how about that for a reason?" Misaki answered playfully. Ochako's eyes darkened, like she was going to shift into her jealous side of her personality, but something suddenly clicked in her mind and she broke out into a beat-red blush.

Misaki could read minds. And more over, read memories. Which meant…

…Misaki could know the person who Izuku likes. And it very well could be her.

"Y-y-you're kidding, right!?" Ochako stuttered out, suddenly feeling very hot. "I-I could n-never invade his privacy just to k-know who h-he likes!" Ochako suddenly had difficulty speaking.

"Oh no... I never meant that… but now that you mention it…" Misaki trailed off again. Ochako in a suddenly covered Misaki's mouth with both of her hands, trying to look around and make sure no one was listening. "…This love-power of yours is quite strong, I must admit."

"I-It's not like that, I swear!" Ochako choked out, trying to keep her voice down. "It's… not like that… I don't want it to be…" She trailed off, looking down.

"Oho… I think I understand. Your brain-power just wants you to remain friends, the safe route, but your love-power wants oh so much more… it wants the dangerous and more rewarding adventure of romance… must be a difficult choice to make." Misaki stated.

"I… I can't… I…" Ochako's speech was getting worse. She had difficulty forming words with so many conflicting emotions going on and off in her heart.

"Well then… I guess I'll keep it to myself then." Misaki said.

"B-but you just…"

"Ah, so you want to know now? Maybe you want to see if it's someone else? Or rather, is your love-power gaining strength? I can only wonder..." Misaki said. It was a lie. How Ochako felt was clear as day to her, including the confliction in her emotions. "Then… I shall make you a deal!"

"A-a deal…?" Ochako choked out.

"If you can settle that raging storm in your heart… I shall tell you." Misaki replied. "But you should do it fast… before you know it, something magical you could have had could vanish without a trace." There was an odd seriousness in her voice as she finished her statement. Ochako didn't know what to think of it.

Before she could reply, the announcer began to speak again.

"Alright! Enough waiting! Match three, begin!" The Announcer shouted.

Izuku put up his guard, but just as he did so, Sogiita was already in his face, chambering a fist. Izuku crossed his arms in front of him just in time to block a powerful punch form Sogiita. Izuku flew backward, his feet grinding across the ground until he slowed to a stopping position. It hurt. It hurt a lot. That attack was like blocking a truck barreling down the highway.

But he stood strong, gritting his teeth all the while. Izuku shot forward, activating Full Cowl, and kicked Sogiita in the chin, sending him into the air. Sogiita looked down at Izuku, and chambered his fist again.

"Amazing Punch!" Sogiita threw his fist. Despite the fist being nowhere near him, a seemingly invisible force smashed into Izuku, hammering him into the ground and then exploding violently. Izuku leaped backward out of the smoke left behind, and Sogiita landed a few feet away from the explosion site itself.

The two charged toward each other, leaping over the hole left behind from the explosion, throwing a punch at one another.

The shockwave from the inevitable clash of fists ripped through the air, clearing all debris from the ring. Their fight continued blow for blow; each one assaulting with everything they had. Their attacks would meet until one found an opening in the others guard and smashed into it. As one would follow up that opening, the other would counter attack, and then the brawl would start anew.

It looked like an over-the top fight scene from a hard-core action anime. Each impact felt like an explosion of force erupting violently.

Izuku suddenly kicked Sogiita in the right side of his body, the follow through launching him across the ring. He then raced after, and unleashed a mighty torrent of blows into Sogiita's torso as they both traveled. Sogiita slammed his feet into the ground to stop his movement and grabbed both of Izuku's hands by the wrist, and used the opening to smash his forehead into Izuku's own, sending him reeling backward. Sogiita followed up with an Amazing Punch straight into Izuku's stomach, launching him, and exploding shortly after, launching him even farther. Izuku slammed his hands into the ground to slow himself, and eventually stopped just before the edge of the ring, panting.

Izuku was starting to get exhausted already. He had never had to use One for All this long in a fight before. And those hard-hitting blows were not helping his stamina out at all. Izuku gradually rose to his feet and put up his guard.

"You're not done yet, right?" Sogiita called out.

"No, I'm not! I'm not finished yet!" Izuku shouted back. Sogiita grinned.

"Good! Now show me some more of your guts!" Sogiita responded.

'Crap… this is bad…' Izuku thought to himself. 'It's just like I thought; in a straight up fight he can't lose... he's not even tired yet. If I could use 100% I could beat him…' His thoughts trailed off. '…I'll just have to focus on a ring-out situation.'

Sogiita charged forward with a fist, and Izuku dodged to the side and tried to kick Sogiita out of the ring due to the proximity, but he blocked the attack and punched Izuku to punish him for trying. His tactics were changing, focusing in luring Sogiita into exploitable positions and attempting to force a ring-out.

It was proving difficult. Sogiita could match not only his speed, but his reaction time. And by bringing Sogiita close to the edge of the ring, he was risking ring-out himself. The one saving grace he had was that Sogiita was significantly more focused on fighting rather than winning, and simply wanted to continue combat.

It continued for a short time with little to no progress. Sogiita could match every blow Izuku dealt, and could counter his moves; the grace of having an opening to attack near the ring's edge was not making its appearance it would seem.

'Damn it…' Izuku thought to himself, appearing conflicted and confused. 'I can't beat him in a straight fight… but I can't force a ring out either! He's too good for tactics like that!' Izuku closed his eyes, struggling to think. Sogiita appeared confused himself, seemingly trying to figure out why Izuku would not engage him directly anymore.

"Come on Deku… you can do it! I know you can… use everything you got!" Ochako cheered from inside the waiting room. Izuku's mind was a blank; he didn't know what to do next or what to try.

Suddenly he heard a commotion from the crowd behind him. He turned to look; All Might had seemingly ran to the edge of the audience seating and was standing just over the balcony. Izuku looked surprised, but All Might was simply smiling. He looked eager to watch. To see what Izuku could do.

Even if he had lost, all he wanted to see what Izuku do his best; to push his limits. Victory or defeat meant nothing. He silently smiled, awaiting Izuku's next move.

Even if it would be his last.

'…You know what? Forget it!' Izuku thought, turning back toward Sogiita. 'Forget worrying about if I get hurt! Forget the crowds watching me! Forget winning this stupid competition!' His mind raced. 'This is more than just a fight, more than just winning. It's about showing what I can do; what I am capable of! This is about… securing my future to be a hero!' Izuku stood in a stance, ready to burst forward at any moment. Sogiita smiled back.

"So, you're finally ready to show me what you've been hiding?" Sogiita asked.

"Yeah… sorry about the wait." Izuku answered. "This backfires on me really bad, so it's a big decision to use. Even if I win, I might not be able to participate after this."

"Victory for your team even if it means not being able to win the tournament yourself... I like it." Sogiita answered. "I will meet your strongest attack with my own! Now, show me your guts, Midoriya Izuku!"

They both charged each other full speed, chambering a fist. They leapt at each other and called out their techniques.

"Super… Amazing Punch!" Sogiita threw out his fist.

"100%... Detroit Smash!" Izuku threw out his.

The colliding forces met like rockets slamming into each in the sky. Their fists collided and the shockwave felt more like an explosion. Wind erupted in all directions, going through the crowd, blowing everything that wasn't nailed down away, leaving only the seats and the people behind.

"Deku…!" Ochako said quietly before suddenly running out of the waiting room, going towards the arena field. Her mind raced; all that she knew is that she had to make it to Izuku; make sure that he was safe.

She knew what happened when he used everything he had, after all. He saved her life by doing it during the hero exam.

Izuku coughed in the dust left behind from the clash. He was on his back, lying down uncomfortably. He slowly rose to a sitting position, and then slowly pushed himself up to his feet.

'Wait… my arm!?' Izuku panicked. His right arm was sore all right, pain had shot up throughout it, but he only noticed just now. And his arm still moved like normal, despite the pain; he had full control.

Sure, it hurt like hell, but his arm wasn't broken by using 100% of One for All.

He didn't know if it was because of the braces on his arms or if he had managed to hold back just enough to prevent the serious injury, but it didn't matter. Aside from some sore muscles, he was completely fine!

He looked around, checking for Sogiita. The center of the ring was replaced with a massive crater. He was just near the edge of the ring, any farther and he would have landed outside of it.

He looked forward as the dust settled, revealing Sogiita standing on the other side of the crater with his arms crossed.

"No way… ever after 100%...!?" Izuku panicked. There was no way he could still be standing, right!?

Sogiita wasn't unharmed, however. He had several bruises visible over his exposed parts of his body and through his now torn clothes. Strangely, he was still able to keep that jacket of his draped over his shoulders, despite everything that had happened. However, there was a very noticeable and large gash on his forehead, blood trickling down from it. However, Sogiita only smiled.

"Deku! Are you ok!?" Ochako called out as she reached the outer-ring.

"I-I'm fine, Uraraka!" Izuku replied, but it was a lie. He was still panicking. If Sogiita could withstand 100%, then…

"Midoriya Izuku." Sogiita said. "I will have to remember your name. You are strong. Very strong. I am sure that you will become a great hero someday."

"Sogiita…!" Izuku could only utter his name, still in shock.

"Now go out there into this giant world of ours! Show the world the very meaning of your guts!" Sogiita then held out one fist, as if he were to fist-bump someone. Then, abruptly fell backward onto his back, his arm falling down limp. Everything seemed to pause for a time, as if waiting. It became apparent how the match had ended.

By knock out, Midoriya Izuku had defeated Sogiita Gunha, the seventh ranked level 5.

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!" The announcer called out as the crowd erupted with cheering and applause. "Right down to the wire! Two manly souls enter, one leaves! Midoriya Izuku! You advance to the semi-final round!"

"I did it…?" Izuku asked himself, as if trying to figure out what he had just been told. "I did it!? I won!?" Izuku slowly broke out into a full smile. He had reached the point where he didn't even care, but not even that could mask his excitement.

"Way to go, Midoriya!" All Might called out. "That's my student everyone! Haha!" All Might laughed and applauded, taking several moments to whistle.

"Deku, you did it!" Ochako jumped up into the ring and abruptly hugged Izuku. He didn't even care; he returned the hug and spun her around, absolutely ecstatic with joy, reveling in the surprise of his own victory.

"Hehe… I wonder if she's made that decision or not…" Misaki mused openly.

"…So, that brat can stand up to a level 5 in a proper fight after all." Accelerator commented. "Interesting…" Accelerator was slightly intrigued. That ability was powerful to overcome the Attack Crash after all. The waiting room had similarly erupted in applause and cheers, just like the audience.

After a time, Izuku and Ochako left the arena field to make way.

There was one more match left in round two, after all.