Maybe I was a bitch for not giving Ochaco enough credit. Throughout their match she proved to be determined enough to win. She was extremely clever, using the debris from Katsuki's attack for her own purpose. Against someone else it would've probably worked, but because of his insane natural, raw power he could combat it. I sure as fuck wouldn't have thought to do something like that.
It was hard watching him pummel her, she was still my friend after all. That being said, I would rather him see her for a real opponent than just push her out of the ring. Losing with a fight is better than losing without having a chance to try.
The most difficult part was listening to the crowd verbally attack Katsuki. Even pros couldn't see what he was doing, which was just overall disappointing in all honesty. They immediately dismissed Ochaco and her abilities, and didn't even bother to look above their heads to see the rocks she floated.
We were currently on a break, and I was waiting for Katsuki to make it back from the arena. I stood outside it the waiting room for opponent number one, and sure enough he showed him. He stalked towards me with his usual scowl and hands stuffed in his pockets.
"Congrats on your win, she really put up a fight, huh?", I smiled at him as he walked past me and into the room.
Katsuki plopped down on a chair at the table, and I followed and leaned against the space next to him. His response was nothing short of him clicking his tongue.
"You know, you did a good thing by giving her a fight.", I watched as his arms twitched- probably from overuse with his big blow out towards the end. "Anyone else would've just pushed her out of bounds and called it a win, but you gave her a chance."
A few moments past and he continued to not respond to my words. I sighed and grabbed onto his left wrist and pulled it from his pocket. He attempted to rip it from my grasp, but I only held on tighter. After a moment he stopped tugging, and let me have it. I opened his palm in my hand and began to lightly rub it with my thumbs.
Moving up his arm, I continued to tenderly massage his taint muscles. I could feel him losing most of the tension as I finished his left, and moved to his right. I repeated the same process over again; starting to rub into his skin from his palms to his biceps.
Behind me, the door opened, and Katsuki immediately ripped himself from my hands and stood from his seat.
"What the hell are you doing here?!", he growled.
I turned around to see Izuku, and I smiled and gave him a soft wave.
"Oh uh- well I'm up next so I was going to hang in the waiting room!", he frantically explained, "A-and congrats on winning your match, see you 'round!"
He attempted to leave, but Katsuki stopped him, "It was your idea, wasn't it? That stupid desperate plan of hers. You would come up with something that annoying.", he began moving towards the door to leave, and I followed him, "If we end up-"
"You're wrong.", Izuku began, "That plan.. Uraraka came up with it all on her own, I didn't know anything about it. If that battle was harder than you thought it would be, than it's because of her strategy, not mine."
Katsuki grinded his teeth and bumped his shoulder on the way out. He began to stomp down the hallway, and I sighed from the doorway.
"Good luck on your match.", I gave his shoulder a squeeze and followed after Katsuki.
We made our way back to our class's seating area, and they immediately made comments about him playing a convincing villain. Katsuki, of course, lashes out and that only feeds into their words.
"I don't know how you were able to throw such a powerful blast at a frail girl like that. I took it easy on my opponent.", Kamanari said.
"Oh really? Is that why she won against you?", I reminded him as I sat down.
Katsuki plopped himself in the seat directly to my left, "I definitely wouldn't call that girl 'frail'." I silently nodded at his words.
The current event was Eijiro and the steel boy arm wrestling for the win. The block they were using was cracking under their power, and began crumbling apart. The steel hand cracked in Eijiro's grasp, and was slammed into what remained of the block. Eijiro took the win, and very manly shook his opponent's hand.
Izuku and Todoroki's match was going to begin soon, and I couldn't help but feel uneasy. I understood the actual weight both of them were facing. Izuku was trying to appease All Might and fill his shoes, whereas Todoroki wanted to win to prove a point to his father. This fight was going to be huge impact on both of them, no matter the outcome.
Each time Todoroki sent an ice barrage towards him, Izuku sent off a gust of powerful wind from his finger to counter it. When he ran out of fingers on one hand, and Todoroki's ice almost engulfed him, Izuku sacrificed his entire arm. Thinking that this was his chance at victory, Todoroki sent another ice wave, which Izuku countered by further injuring one of his fingers. They yelled at each other, prompting a frosted Todoroki to charge at him. they began going at each other in close combat, Todoroki's attacks becoming much slower after Izuku landed his hit on him. Both of them continued to further injure themselves for the sake of the match. Suddenly Todoroki stopped as his right side began freezing over. Izuku took this opportunity to land another powerful hit. They continued to scream at each other until Todoroki lit up into flames.
Endeavor immediately erupted into a yell, praising Todoroki for the use of his full power.
The fighting grounds became engulfed in ice, flames, and a powerful wind. Cementos and Midnight attempted to stop them before they strike, but it was already too late. Even with five walls of cement separating them, they still collided. Everything erupted at once in a powerful, blinding force. By the time everything cleared, it revealed Izuku was out of bounds and knocked out. He laid limp and mangled- almost all of his limbs were a dark purple color.
I immediately bolted out of my seat and began running to where I knew they would take him; Recovery Girl. Hot on my trail was Iida, Ochaco, Asui, and Mineta. We burst into the room, and I went and stood at the deflated All Might's side by Izuku's bed. His arms were completely bandaged, and his left leg was in a splint.
"He's in no state for visitors.", spoke Recovery Girl as an attempt to get us out.
Izuku slightly opened his eyes, "Hey, you guys.. shouldn't you be watching the matches ?"
"The stage was far too damaged. They're taking a quick break to repair it now.", Iida informed.
"That match was the scariest thing I've ever seen in my entire life, Midoriya.", Mineta spoke while shaking in his boots.
I rolled my eyes as I went closer to Izuku's side, "We fought actual villains for christ's sake."
"What pro is gonna want a sidekick who hurts himself?", he continued to mutter.
Asui shot her tongue out, "You're just rubbing salt in his wounds... probably not a good time."
"I'm just speakin' the truth!", he yelled.
Recovery Girl began to wave as all towards the door, "You're all much too noisy! I know you're worried, but I've got it focus on surgery now."
"Surgery?!", we all cried, looking back at him as we walked away.
They all had urgent questions, and she continued to reassure us that he would be fine. I couldn't help but shoot All Might a glare, he was the reason for Izuku pushing himself nearly to death.
We quickly left and went our separate ways. Iida's match against the vine haired girl was about to begin and mine with Tokoyami was right after his. I sat inside the waiting room, biting my nails.
Tokoyami was a powerful opponent, and I was stupid enough not to come up with a plan against him. I wasn't sure what I could do to defeat him and Dark Shadow. It didn't seem like they held many weaknesses. I could already see just attempting to block and take the defense wasn't a good strategy- that's what got Yaoyorozu pushed out of bounds. Close combat would probably be my best bet, but getting around Dark Shadow to reach Tokoyami is going to be difficult.
I left the room I was in, and began walking to the corridor that led into the arena. Just as I was about to reach the final stretch, my path was blocked by a large man. The hallway became lit up by the flames radiating off of his facial hair and body. His icy blues eyes burned holes into me, even from the little distance we held between us.
"Miyake, yes?", Endeavor asked as he took a step forward.
I furrowed my brows, "That would be me, yes."
He began to circle me, giving me a thorough look over as if I was some specimen for him to examine. "You're a very powerful girl. You've done well throughout the entire competition."
"Th-Thank you...", I almost whispered. I couldn't help but chew the insides of my cheeks. I was so nervous, what was he getting at?
"You also come from pro hero blood. Your grandmother is Telekin?", he spoke as he stopped in front of me.
Nodding my head, I looked up at him, "Is there a reason for this?"
"Are you friends with my son?", he crossed his arms.
"I wouldn't consider us friends, but we are classmates. We have worked together in the past." I couldn't just tell him his son was kind of an ass.
His furrowed his brows, "And what is your opinion of him?"
"He is strong.", I immediately began as a picked at the skin around my fingernails, "And very intelligent."
Endeavor smirked at my answer, seeming as though that's what he wanted to hear. "Despite some of your quirkless relations, you would make a fine match for my son." My hands immediately formed into fists. He couldn't possibly be trying to push quirk marriage on his son and I?
My eyes widened, "What are you getting at? What does my family have to do with this?"
His smirk widened, "Now that he has chosen to embrace his flames, I can take him under my wing once again. You will make a perfect bride for him once the time comes. Just as long as the children you bare have powerful quirks, we can keep you."
"Bride?! Are you out of your mind?", I clenched my jaw, "How dare you talk about us like you're breeding fucking dogs! What kind of hero are you?!"
His face fell, "Watch your mouth with me-"
I took a step forward, "You watch yours! What kind of father are you?! Your son is not some kind of object and neither am I!"
"I am giving you an opportunity-", he began.
My face began to grow hot was frustration, my knuckles turning white from how tightly they were clenched. "I don't need your twisted fucking handout! And I'm sure Todoroki doesn't need anything from the likes of you!"
In the distance I could hear them starting to introduce my match, signaling me that I needed to start going.
"Do not ever talk about my family again. They might be quirkless, but they have given me more than I'm sure you've ever even attempted to give your children. Don't ever approach me again unless you're looking for a fight.", I spat as I began walking away from him.
He took a step in front of me, the fire that was radiating from him grew, "Are you threatening me?"
"It's not a threat if I'm making a promise.", I brushed past him.
Practically stomping out of the exit and into the stadium, a minor headache began to form in my temples. I was heaving from the anger stewing inside of me. The audacity he had to even approach me is unbelievable. My fists were still balled, and I was shaking from rage. I could barely focus on the crowd cheering and Present Mic's entrance for me.
"Looking more determined and fired up than I've seen her yet- It's Aiya Miyake? What's this...? Is her hair floating?", he boomed.
There was a pause between his introduction and Midnight beginning our fight that I realized I was losing control over my emotions. The rage and frustration at my encounter with Endeavor was bubbling up a power I have never felt within me.
Once the whistle was blown my mind became foggy. All of my movements felt like they were no longer my own, but something else inside of me. I levitated off of the ground, and my hair floating and whipping around my head.
Tokoyami commanded Dark Shadow to dive towards me, but I simply waved my arm and he followed with it. He attempted to make another dive, but once again I waved him away. My movements were fluid with a powerful conviction; wherever I moved I could drag Dark
Shadow along. There was no way this was just my vector quirk at work, but what else could it be?
Some instinct inside of me kept me from going, pushing me along to keep at this. It felt nature, like a I had always done this- but this was an entirely new feeling. I raised my arm, forcing Tokoyami to raise off of the ground and float with me in the air. Pulling him to me, he squirmed in my invisible grasp. Dark Shadow attempted to attack, but the stadium lights grew brighter at my wordless command and blinded him. He began to shrink back into Tokoyami's body as the lights flickered.
The headache I began the fight with grew into a blinding migraine. Something began to ooze from my eyes, ears, and nose. My free hand wiped away at my eyes, and pulled away to show a dark red liquid. Blood? I clenched my eyes shut, the pain forming behind my eyes and in my skull became too overwhelming. I dropped Tokoyami, and he plummeted back to the ground.
I grabbed at my temples, screaming from the pain. All of the monitors cracked and their broadcasting failed and went to static. The speakers cut in and out between Present Mic's announcing and static. Suddenly I fell back to the ground, my legs not being able to withstand my weight and I was brought to my hands and knees.
The migraine began to dull away, and I heaved as I attempted to catch my breathe. Looking to my left towards the announcer booth, I saw Aizawa's floating hair and glowing red eyes on me. That must of been how I stopped spiraling out of control. Shakily I brought my hand to my mouth, and coughed. When I looked at my palm it revealed more blood.
Midnight slowly approached and kneeled next to me. She placed a hand on my back, "Miyake, it is unsafe to let you continue."
I nodded my head, as I clenched my fists. "I understand... I-I forfeit."
