"Hm? Oh, Ochako didn't know you were in here. Must have gotten the wrong room." Sayako furrows her brow as she opens the door having hoped to have a place for herself to prepare herself when it came to fighting Tokoyami only to find the girl with her head down.
"Y-Yeah…um what happened to your arm?" Astonished, Ochako gasps furrowing her brow when noting Sayako's slightly bruised arm dangling down.
"You know how it is shoving your hand into a vending machine." Meekly, Sayako smiles strained, quirking her head to the side, trying to brush it off.
"Wait…what?" Ochako's eyes expand blurting it out hoping for an answer only then for the door to open making them both turn to…
"Oh, Iida…" Sayako turns arching a brow at the sheer sight of Tenya, her hands shoved into her pockets.
"Hey, Iida you did great out there!" Happily, Ochako compliments him.
"You my friend gave me an event I will remember throughout my dying days." Dubiously, Sayako smirks slyly snickering under her breath as she places her hand on his shoulder making him glance to the side, furrowing his brow at the snickering Sayako.
"Dying…what? Eh oh, Uraka- whoa what's with that face? Urgh!" Perplexed, Tenya furrows his brow only then to trail off when his navy blues look into her jade greens only then for him to glance over at Ochako where his eyes nearly pop out of their sockets. Stunned, he gapes freaking out at her tense facial features.
"Smooth Iida smooth." Sayako scowls sliding her hands out of her pockets placing them on her hips scowling up at him.
"My face?" Lost, Ochako questions confusion laced in her tone.
"You look constipated." Curtly, Sayako states deciding to be the one, to be honest, deciding to tell her how it is.
"W-What!?" Stunned, Ochako blinks taken aback by Sayako's comparison.
"Sayako! That is inappropriate such foul behaviour is not tolerable of someone in U.A. What she means is…!" Scoldingly, Tenya scowls at Sayako who rolls her eyes unimpressed before turning his focus to Ochako.
"It's nothing. I guess I'm not good at hiding my nervousness." Sheepish, Ochako smiles bowing her head pained.
"I get that you are up against Bakugo after all not exactly an easy match." Fairly, Tenya sighs.
"Yeah…I'm kinda scared but you know after seeing your match I feel a little better." Honestly, Ochako smiles softly up at Tenya.
"I think we all do." Amused, Sayako snickers, a small smirk of fondness upon her lips.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Mystified, Tenya furrows his brow confusion laced in his tone.
"You'll find out when you're older." Cheekily, Sayako winks just then her ears perk up at the click of the door making her turn to the door opening to reveal Midoriya with a familiar book by his side, nestled in his hands, his fingertips fidgeting around the burnt cindered remnants of the book cover.
"Uraraka…" Bravely, Midoriya calls out to her, his brow furrowed looking determined, his grip tightening around his book.
"Deku why aren't you out there watching the matches?" Surprised, Ochako blinks taken aback by the sheer sight of Midoriya, curious to know why he's here.
"Well most of them ended how I expected them to and it looks like Kirishima's fight is going to drag on longer than I thought." Truthfully, Midoriya confesses to Ochako as Sayako's jade greens widen when hearing the latest match.
"Man I was looking forward to that fight, two people with the same quirk…" Sadly, Sayako sighs a part of her disappointed in missing out on watching the match. Then again she could always watch the recording later.
"Wouldn't that make it boring?" Perplexed, Tenya argues furrowing his brow at the thought.
"On the contrary, it's a battle of willpower." Honestly, Sayako confesses, her jade greens sparkling shining, shimmering like stars.
"I'm next. So this is it. My fight." Ochako stands up from her seat, her brow furrowed, her hands flat on the table.
"It'll be okay I don't think Bakugo would use the full power of his explosions on a girl right?" Hopeful, Tenya turns to both Midoriya and Sayako the two furrowing their brow at the idea.
"Tenya he would use it on an old granny." Frankly, Sayako deadpans.
"Oh, come on I hardly believe…" Tenya dismisses furrowing his brow at the thought making Sayako's scowl sharpen.
"Why does it matter if she's a girl anyway? Are you trying to tell us something, Iida?" Icily, she demands from him.
"N-No! That isn't what I'm…Midoriya back me up here." Feebly, Tenya begs, turning to Midoriya.
"Yeah…he would. And besides everyone is trying to get the top spots in these games even if she wasn't fighting Kaachan. I don't think anyone would hold back. You've helped me so much it's my turn to help you. Maybe I can repay you a little bit with this. I've got a plan on how you can use your quirk against Kaachan it's not much but I did my best." Midoriya explains to Tenya before offering his aid to Ochako.
"Thank you so much for doing that but no. Sorry." Politely, Ochako rejects the offer.
"What?" Stunned, the trio blink taken aback.
"You're wonderful Deku, seeing that over and over again during the cavalry battle I told you it was good to team up with friends but now that I think about it. I may have been trying to rely on you to get by. That's why when Iida said he was trying his best to beat you. I actually felt kind of embarrassed for myself." Uraraka confesses making Sayako grimace glancing to the side, crossing her arms over her chest in discomfort over her confession.
"Uraraka…" The trio shares a look.
"So it's fine. Really. Everyone is facing their future and giving it their best. That means we're all rivals even you and me Deku so…I guess I'll see you in the finals." Nervously, Ochako approaches the door giving a shaking trembling thumbs up to them.
"And now the final battle of the first matches he was kind of a hotshot in middle school just look at that face from the hero course, Katsuki Bakugo versus who I'm personally rooting for from class 1-A Ochako Uraraka let the match begin!" Boisterously, President Mic proclaims to the high heavens as the match finally begins.
"You're the one who screws around with gravity right pink cheeks?" Bakugo's raw reds narrow into Ochako's beady browns.
Pink cheeks!?" Startled, Ochako blinks taken aback by the nickname.
"Well if you want to give up do it now because I'm not going to hold anything back," Bakuago warns him.
"Midoriya?" Midoriya snaps out of his thoughts turning to Iida.
"Huh?" Midoriya turns to him.
"I'm curious what was that strategy that you came up with to have an advantage against Bakuago?" Intrigued, Iida asks him.
"Honestly it really wasn't much of a plan Kaachan's so strong when it comes to close combat he almost has never any openings and the more he moves, the more he sweats making his quirk even more powerful. He's gotten really good at moving his explosions out in the air. But if Uraraka can touch him she could use her quirk to make him float. She could send him out of bounds. That's why it's obvious what Uraraka has to do to get the upper hand." Midoriya confesses to Iida.
"Let the match begin!" President Mic bellows.
"Giving up isn't an option for me!" Roaring, Ochako proclaims darting down low, diving at Bakugo.
"Wow look at her go, a good start and all she has to do is touch him." Joyous, Midoriya smiles hopefully when seeing her charge over to him.
"But it won't be easy you know Bakugo won't let her get too close to him." Tenya furrows his brow.
"And now you die." Bakuago dictates, sparks spewing out of his open palm.
Silently, Sayako watches the messy match wincing when watching the black bursts of smoke spew out into the heavens time and time again. Rubble and debris dart high into the sky as Ochako is blasted right in the face.
"Uraraka!" Concerned, Midoriya calls out.
"He blasted her…" Tenya whispers shaken.
"Looks like Bakugo isn't planning on showing her any mercy." Tsuyu points out.
"Why would he? Ochako is the opponent, she isn't holding back on him and neither is he." Coldly, Sayako points out, her brow furrowed leaned against the wall, watching on from above.
"So manly…" Scowling, Sayako's eye twitches from Kirishima's small whimper.
"Come on don't you think that's a bit much I mean?" Meekly, Kaminari smiles up at her.
"You mean what?" Icily, she scowls.
"Well…" Nervously, Knar trails off from her ice-cold glare.
"You should have dropped out of the match there's no way you can beat me!" Loudly, Bakugo declares blasting her face once again only then for his eyes to widen when in the smokescreen, his ruby reds dart to the blue shirt, grabbing it and slamming it to the ground.
"Whoa! She used her jacket as a decoy what an incredible trick!" President Mic points out as Ochako darts out from the smokescreen as Bakugo's eyes dilate when the smoke subsides seeing the hand planted on the shirt, nothing more, nothing less.
"Look at that reaction time." Sero gapes.
"Seriously the dude's insane you can't get the drop on him. But Uraraka cant use her quirk due to not being able to touch him his lighting fast reflexes put her at a huge disadvantage." Denki says.
"Too SLOW!" Grinning, Bakugo smirks as he dives his hand up in a skyward strike of explosions.
"I've got you!" Uraraka roars charging at him again and again.
"Is she okay?"
"I can't watch this!"
"This isn't over yet!"
"Looks like she isn't resting between attacks despite being exploded the poor girl." President Mic noes watching the rapid explosions.
"Her faint earlier didn't work so now she's getting desperate!"
"You idiots look closer." Smugly, Monoma leans back in her seat.
"Shouldn't one of the teachers step in?"
"Yeah, this is too rough!"
"This is shameful listen, kid, you really want to be a hero then stop acting like a bully if you're so good then send her off now. Stop toying with the girl and end this match!" One of the heroes stands up scolding Bakugo as the crowd erupts with roars booing him.
"Yeah, you heard the guy!" Another one, a female hero calls out.
"Are these guys serious?"
"Seems so…"
"I'm sorry but I can't take pom pom girl seriously…" Snickering, Sayako places her hand over her mouth.
"The crowd's now booing Bakugo! And honestly, I can kinda agree with what they are saying hey whoa!" Startled, President Mic cries out in shock as Aizawa elbows him away.
"Where is the man who started this uproar? Are you a pro? Because if you're being serious, you can go home and hang up your cape. I suggest looking into another career." Aizawa calls out picking up the mic shutting the hero down.
"You know what he's talking about?" Midoriya furrows his brow.
"You idiots really don't see it?" Sayako sighs shaking her head
"See what?" Jiro looks up at her.
"Just watch…" Tiredly, she sighs exhaustion etched into her tone.
"Bakugo's fearlessness is an acknowledgment of his strength. He knows she deserves it to have made it this far. So, he's making sure he does whatever it takes to beat her and come out on top." Aizawa berates the hero praising Katsuki.
"I think it's about time. Thank you Bakuago for keeping your eyes focused on me." Uraraka declares startling many.
"I don't blame Bakugo for not noticing but it's embarrassing for a pro to boo and not realize what's going on from the stands." Monoma loudly proclaims.
"What does he mean?" Jiro furrows her brow.
"Haven't you noticed how low Uraraka was when she dived at Bakugo to a point of tripping almost? It's so the blast Bakugo gave would hit the ground more causing more debris, she kept the cycle on and on fuelling her ammo." Sayako points out making a few eyes widen when hearing her words.
"Ammo for what though?" Sato questions her.
"That." Simply, she points skywards towards the floating debris of cement hovering above.
"Ahh!" Uraraka roars as the debris comes crashing down.
"A meteor shower!" President Mic bellows in shock.
"Now you know." Sayako shoves her hands into her pockets.
"Hey, she had a plan all along!" Midoriya beams brightly only then for everyone to go silent when Bakugo slowly raises her arm firing a hefty blast destroying the debris, destroying the meteor shower in one blow.
"I figured you'd have some sort of stupid plan to beat me. You are friends with that damn nerd after all." Bakuago furrows his brow at her, unfazed despite his arm trembling making him grimace but he brushes it off, refusing to show such pain.
"I-It took him one shot." Shakily, Uraraka whimpers, her body shaking, shuddering, quivering, quaking petrified.
"B-Bakugo makes up a huge demonstration of power. He blasted apart all of Uraraka finishing move and remains untouched!" President Mic states the obvious.
"All right the time for us to get serious Uraraka!" Boisterously, Bakugo bellows charging at her only for everyone's eyes to widen when watching the battered beaten girl try to charge at him only then to trip, falling flat to the ground, exhaustion finally getting to her.
"No….no, no, stop…please…" Pleadingly, Sayako stares in stunned shock, watching, gaping, gawking, feeling her blood turn ice cold, dread coursing through her veins, her hand to her mouth shaking at the sheer sight of the girl. Bloodied, battered, beaten to a pulp, twitching, whimpering, crawling towards Bakugo, trying so hard, trying so…Pained, Sayako bows her head, her fists fidgeting either side of her. She turns her back to the scene, not being able to bear any more of it just as her ears hear Midnight's announcement of…
"Uraraka is ko-ed Bakugo advances to the second round!"