"Soooo," Itsuka kept her hands behind her back as they walked up the stairs towards the viewing area, a trip that they had both made far too many times today. "You wanna explain why you haven't confessed to Izumi yet?"

"Oooooh," Setsuna let out a light squeal and rubbed her hands together. "Now this I wanna know.

Momo hummed, it was a valid question, one that she had been asking herself for a while now. "Well, I don't think today would be a good day to confess."

"Why's that?" Itsuka asked.

"Well," Momo smiled and pushed a bit of hair out of her face. "Think about it, Katsuki confessed to Izumi once today, and she basically shut him down, Inasa is going to confess and we all know how Izumi's going to react to that. So don't you think getting confessed to three times in a single day would be a bit much?"

She paused and gave Setsuna a light wink. "Besides, I don't like my odds today."

"Huh?" Itsuka asked, "What's wrong with today?"

"Oh! I know this one, it's a rejection day, basically because Izumi is rejecting everybody today, it's probably a good idea to not confess today."

Momo pointed a finger towards Setsuna and winked. "Bingo. And It's not like I know how Izumi feels about me either." Momo let out a sigh and ran her fingers through her hair, she was half tempted to just get rid of her ponytail and just start combing her hair. Stupid Izumi, giving her a weird hair combing habit. She'd been naked around Izumi more times than she could count, hell she knew the girl's cup size as good as her own, but she'd never seen Izumi showing any interest in anyone's body beyond her own.

Though, that wasn't exactly true. She showed interest in Nejire's, Belyth-sensei's, and Kuro-sensei's but that was more jealousy than attraction. Or was it both?

Was that just how the naturally dense Izumi expressed her sexuality?

That made sense.

Momo reached the top of the stairs and paused. "I plan on confessing to Izumi soon. This summer, I want to take her somewhere romantic."

"Ooooo~!"

Momo felt her entire body freeze at that noise she had heard hundreds of times. It was the sound of her senpai Nejire finding something very interesting. And Momo knew exactly what that something interesting was.

Nejire floated at the entranceway, a large smile on her face as she landed in front of Momo, her long blue hair fluttering like a set of fairy wings. "So you like Izumi right? I knew that there was something between you two! Ooh! You two might be my second favorite couple to tease! Or maybe third, right behind Mirio and Prinz, and Tamaki and existence."

"Nejire-senpai," Momo gave a light bow and felt her back straighten, she was always a little nervous around Nejire, even though she was now taller than her. It wasn't that Nejire wasn't nice, kind, or anything like that, it just simply felt like Nejire had some kind of power in any social situation that Momo couldn't hope to escape from. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh," Nejire floated a bit, making up for their slight difference in height with ease. "I was on my way to call Ryukyu! She's the hero who I intern under, I told her a lot of stuff about Izumi, and she was interested too! So, I've been calling her before all of Izumi's matches so she can tune in to watch, normally she skips the sports festival. I think she's going to send an offer to Izumi already though, so I'm really excited! It'll be like a sleepover but we get to do hero stuff!"

"Well, that's fantastic," Momo flapped her arms and bit her lip as she felt her soul being drawn into Nejire's eyes that were like a bright blue sky with a single bright shining star standing defiantly in the middle. They were so hypnotizing, nearly on par with Izumi's own verdant green eyes. As much as she was in love with Izumi, it was hard for Momo to get over that she had a type. And cute, bubbly, busty, slightly ditzy girls were that type. And Nejire fit that to a T.

Only Nejire lacked something that Izumi had.

A density that rivaled some celestial bodies.

"Yeah! So hey, I can even do you a favor!" Nejire floated and spun in the air, still holding onto momo's hand with a soft fairly like touch. "Actually wait, I'll make it a surprise! So don't you worry Momo!" Nejire's lips pressed onto Momo's hand, and then on her cheek as she floated away. "This is going to be like plus ultra great!"

Momo's stomach was filled with fairies and dread as she wordlessly watched Nejire zoom down the stairs with gravity-defying grace.

"Sooooo," Itsuka asked, her arms crossed over her chest. "Is Nejire going to be your wingman, or, like, what?"

"No matter what," Momo gave a soft nod. "I'm worried."

XXXX

Katsuki had made many mistakes in his life.

He could list at least a dozen of them that had happened in the last two minutes, which made him want to scream and roar in frustration, but doing that would have been an even bigger mistake. Each mistake had cost him dearly.

It felt like the majority of his mistakes were centered around Izumi.

He had seen Shoto make a list of mistakes against her and he thought he was prepared.

"Son of a fucking bi—" His scream was cut short when his face was slammed into the far wall of the stadium.

He was not prepared.

Like Shoto, he had tried to finish things quick.

But, like before Izumi had been ready for him, not with any rune or spell, but with that damn broom of hers. That damn broom wasn't just for flying or enhancing her quirk. She could use that damn thing as a weapon. He should have been able to completely destroy her in the short-range.

Dammit.

Did he hold back?

"Winner by ring out Izumi Midoriya!"

Loser by humiliating face plant, Katsuki Bakugo.

He felt the bindings she had managed to get on him vanish and he pushed off the ground to glare at her.

Dammit. Why the hell was her stupid smile so pretty.

"I'm not going to lose next time Izumi!"

"Yes, you are!"

Well shit, now what?

XXXX

Of course, the final battle had to be against Inasa!

Guh! Now she doubly ultra didn't want to lose!

A blast of wind nearly sent her out of the ring with only her broom staying steady in the near hurricane-force winds that were pounding into her. She tried to draw a barrier, anything, but unlike Shoto's slow ice, Inasa's wind was fast and just enough to disrupt her drawing. He was her natural weakness she guessed.

Another blast of wind, this one stronger than the last, and all Izumi could do was hold onto her broom.

"Cheater!" She shouted, when she felt one foot slip free from the ground, the only thing keeping her in place was her mental connection to her broom.

"Sorry!" Inasa shouted through the storm, and she caught a glimpse of him as he walked closer the wind flowing around him doubled again and he let out a large blast right at her.

Her finger slipped and she was sent flying out of the arena. It wasn't out until she touched the ground!

Twenty seconds of flight time.

She flailed her finger around wildly, trying to draw the spell as she saw the edge of the stadium wall, right about where she had sent Katsuki flying into, coming up close.

Selfus Yeetus.

Her body went straight up all the momentum from Inasa's wind seemed to die to the stronger force of whatever was forced to move at the moment. She cleared the top of the stadium, high enough to see Tokyo Bay and then some. But, then again, she should be focusing on the battle down below.

She called her broom to her hand as fast as she could get it there.

Falling towards the earth she began to cast her spells.

The first was a barrage of Force Arrows that exploited the one advantage she had over Inasa. Past a certain point, his wind lost a lot of power, while her attacks were less limited by range. Especially if she targeted him.

The best part was that her quirk didn't care about how windy it was.

This was honestly a surprise for both of them when Inasa tried to blow her Force Arrows away but instead had to take them head-on.

She started to cast again but was instantly hit by a wave of wind that disrupted her spell. She needed something faster!

She pulled herself back up with her broom and started to cast while falling from higher up again.

Another barrage of Force Arrows. This time Inasa managed to dodge with ease.

She needed to think. She needed to find some way to attack him from this range while—

A buzzard sounded.

"Izumi has exceeded the flight time limit! The winner is Inasa."

Dammit.

She felt a bit form in her stomach as she slowly floated back down to the stadium. Was that really twenty seconds? That felt like such a short amount of time.

AN: Yeah, I kind of ran out of steam for the Katsuki/Inasa fights. Hope you all enjoyed them anyways!

Next chapter is what I enjoy a lot more.

Dressing Izumi up in cute outfits and people talking.