This one is one of my favorites. I Hope you like it!

To say Izuku was worried was an understatement.

Firstly, he was in a rather large arena, surrounded by people, all watching his every move.

Secondly, he was going to be fighting a level 5 Esper, and level 5 Espers currently hold the ranking of undefeated in this tournament.

Thirdly, he was fighting a girl, something he had never even considered doing in the first place.

Finally, the girl he was fighting? She could read his mind. And was currently doing so. And had been doing so ever since the event started.

"You can loosen up!" Misaki called out cheerfully, one hand on a large bag she wore on her right side, the strap of which going over her left shoulder and consciously in-between her breasts, somewhat separating them. Izuku could only think that wearing such a thing in that particular fashion was intentional. "If you look too stiff, you'll look un-cool and you hero-power will never show up! Come on, strike a pose! And say that you'll defeat the super-villain!" Misaki said, striking a pose of her own.

"R-really…?" Izuku questioned, and then fiercely shook his head. "I'm fine! I don't need to act like someone I'm not!"

"Honesty is best, that's for sure!" Misaki acknowledged, nodding her head. 'Just like how honest you are about how you got your Quirk ability!' Misaki thought, her voice intentionally appearing in Izuku's head.

'Ha… no one knows about that…" Izuku thought… and then abruptly started to freak out. 'H-how did you figure it out!?'

'I can't just read your thoughts; your memories are also as wide open as a book to me… All Might must be a really good father figure, right? You're really lucky to have such a dotting teacher on your side!'

'Y-you can't tell anyone…! You can't! If people find out about One for All and how it works I'll…' Izuku's hand formed into a fist.

'Yes yes! You expect onee-sama to tell secrets? Of course not… I'm merely showing off a little bit…' Misaki answered; still their entire conversation still taking place is Izuku's mind.

'T-that's not a good thing you know…' Izuku sighed.

'Then I'll just have to settle with how you feel about your Uraraka Ochako friend!' Misaki smiled as her telepathic message sent. 'How romantic, met on the first day of testing, saved her life, talk to her every day, growing closer all the while… it's a regular action-packed romance novel!'

"S-Stop reading my mind and sending w-weird messages to me!" Izuku suddenly shouted.

"Don't worry! All of your delicious, embarrassing, and emotional secrets are safe with onee-sama!" Misaki replied, their conversation now happening externally. "I won't even tell the world about the girl you like!"

"I said stop!" Izuku shouted, growing more and more worried that Misaki might suddenly tell all of his secrets before the entire world.

Things inside the waiting room were getting more than a bit… tense. Ochako stared out the window. Her bad mood started when the match was called for Izuku and Misaki. She started just being frustrated that Misaki was being so friendly and open towards Izuku, but it was only getting worse from there.

"Uraraka… are you ok…" Tenya asked.

"I'm fine…" She replied in a tense voice.

"…Are you sure?" Tenya asked again.

"Yes." She simply answered in the same tone as before. Tenya was starting to feel uneasy.

"…Don't worry, Misaki does that to people." Mikoto chimed in. "She's a flirt by nature, and is someone who can't resist using her ability on people… Uraraka is probably just worried about your Midoriya friend."

"I-if you think so…" Tenya trailed off. The atmosphere didn't feel any better as Ochako continued to stare at the two people in the ring.

"Alright… if everyone is ready, you can begin!" The announcer shouted. Misaki reached into her bag and pulled out a TV remote, an old styled one.

"One for All Full Cowl!" Izuku shouted, his entire body starting to glow. Misaki raised her hand with the remote and pressed a button. Izuku tried to burst toward, but suddenly fell over. Try as he might, his legs were no longer responding to him. "M-my legs…!"

"That ability's power is way too high for a frail girl like me~" Misaki stated. "Do you really want to hurt onee-sama?"

"N-no… I just want to win..! And also… I'm fairly certain I'm older than you so… c-could you let me go!?" Izuku tried to push himself, which proved difficult to do without his legs. Suddenly his arms and legs moved on their own, forcing him into a standing position. His One for All Full Cowl suddenly de-activated, and his limbs started moving on their own, starting to run around the ring. "Y-You've got to be kidding me! My arms too!?"

"Yes!" Misaki cheerfully replied. "You are seeing the power of my Mental Out first hand! Usually, I block out people's minds when I do this, but I figured it'd be fun to see you run around and react to your helpless-ness for onee-sama!"

"Oh come on! How am I supposed to defeat this!?" Izuku shouted.

"Now, let's do some cartwheels!"

"Come on! Stop it!" Izuku said, his body refusing to listen to him, which was now flawlessly cartwheeling around the ring.

"Aw, you don't want to show off for onee-sama?" Misaki whined. "But girls really like to see how buff and flexible their guys are! What better way than for a little physical display? Think of it as a sort of mating dance!"

"S-stop messing with me!" Izuku shouted again, this time blushing.

Ochako's face appeared to darken as she continued to watch. The atmosphere inside the waiting room continued to degrade as her mood got worse and worse.

"…I-I know I asked this already… b-but are you absolutely sure you're ok, Uraraka…?" Tenya nervously asked. He could practically hear Ochako's neck creek as she turned her head to face him, making Tenya's nervousness turn to fear.

"No… I'm… fine…" Ochako answered slowly, her voice sounding beyond angry. "Is there… something you need…? I'm trying… to focus…" She asked darkly.

"N-no! A-absolutely n-not! S-sorry for disturbing you, p-please enjoy the match!" Tenya stuttered out.

"O… K… thank… you…" Ochako then turned her attention back to the ongoing match.

"…She seems really nice… but… she has a nasty jealousy streak, nya." Tsuchimikado commented.

"B-be quiet! Don't set her off more!" Tenya warned. The match continued, and Izuku was now doing continuous front flips now.

'You got to be kidding me… my body is already getting worn out… was her plan just to mess with me until I got so exhausted that I'd give up or something…!?' Izuku thought.

"And now for our grand finale! Do a big backflip, and end with the splits!" Misaki ordered.

"What!? No! Come on! I can't do that, I've tried!" Izuku shouted.

"Oh? You have?" Misaki asked.

"Yes! So trust me, I know that I can't do it! And you know I can't, because you can read my mind! So please, stop it already!" Izuku shouted in fear of what would happen next.

"Aw… maybe onee-sama has been too hard on Midoriya-chan's body…" Misaki said as Izuku's body stopped moving. He still didn't have control, but it had paused. "Come now, give onee-sama a hug… she will make it all better!"

"Wait… what?" Izuku spoke as his body started to move again, walking toward Misaki. She pulled Izuku close and wrapped her arms around him, giving the impression of an affectionate embrace; her arms practically forced his head into a spot right in-between her rather large breasts, cradling him in a seemingly loving fashion. 'T-this is…!' Izuku's mind was suddenly blank.

Ochako went even further down the rabbit hole. Her body had started to twitch on its own; anger seemingly seethed from her form as a dark aura enveloped her body. Her hands were formed into tight fists that shook as she watched.

Tenya had retreated to the other side of the room at this point, as did several others.

"N-nya! S-she's getting worse Iida-chan!" Tsuchimikado called out.

"Yeah, make the scary lady go away!" Aogami whined.

"G-get off of me!" Tenya shouted. "And you're not actually scared of her right now, you liar!" Tenya pointed accusingly at Aogami.

"Eh, was worth a shot." Aogami shrugged with a smile.

"I don't know what the big deal is…" Kirishima commented. "Is she honestly that worried about Midoriya? If that's the case, I'll go cheer her up!" Kirishima said, starting to walk over to Ochako.

"Kirishima, no!" Tenya shouted in vain; his attempt to save him was too late.

"Hey Uraraka! If you're worried about Midoriya, don't be! Because-" Kirishima was interrupted when Ochako suddenly grabbed ahold of his head and smashed it cheek-first into the glass. The glass wobbled, but did not break; apparently it was reinforced.

"Sorry…" She said in a dark tone. "I don't… know what came over me…" She then let go of his head.

"N-no problem… ugh…" Kirishima then slid down onto the floor. Tenya and Tsuchimikado quickly snuck in and pulled Kirishima to safety.

"H-how is he!? Is he ok!?" Tenya asked in a panic.

"Out cold but otherwise fine… that'll… probably bruise though…" Tsuchimikado replied. They then looked on in terror.

How long was this going to last!?

"Now, feel all better?" Misaki asked. Izuku's words were muffled. "Well now that is settled, I need you to do one more thing for me, and then I'll release you from my Mental Out!" She then leaned in and whispered in his ear. "Walk twenty paces towards the edge of the ring, and then face me. After doing so, smile, and then jump backwards out of bounds."

Izuku panicked as his body began to do as it was commanded. He couldn't even speak anymore. His entire body was under her full control. "Come on body…! Stop it! Knock it off!' He desperately tried to wrest control from Misaki, but his efforts were in vain. There were only ten paces left. He tried everything to stimulate some kind of reaction. He felt like he was going crazy; he couldn't stand it. His brain, what little control of it he had left, raged against the walls of his mind.

Suddenly, something broke. He saw the images of various people he didn't recognize all around him. It was very similar to what happened during the sports festival.

Izuku reached twenty paces exactly, right on the edge of the ring, and turned around. He smiled towards Misaki, who smiled back. Izuku bent his legs to jump, but his brow furrowed, and before Misaki could react, Izuku moved.

"One for All Full Cowl!" Izuku shouted, suddenly glowing. He them leaped forward the full twenty paces and kicked the remote out of Misaki's hands, sending it into the air. "Shoot Style!"

'W-when did he…!' Misaki spun around, trying to catch a glimpse of Izuku. '…He broke out of my control…!'

"Sorry!" Izuku shouted, before suddenly tackling and hoisting Misaki over his shoulder. He kept apologizing profusely as he ran at full speed with Full Cowl active, and then tossed her out of the ring; trying to get everything done before she could have an opportunity to take over his mind again.

"Ow… my butt!" Misaki whined. Izuku panted, then reached up and caught something; it was her remote.

"I… believe this is yours, right?" Izuku breathed out. He was still exhausted form all the running Misaki made him do.

"You throw a girl out, and then offer her a present? You're the bold one, aren't you?" Misaki questioned with a noticeable pout.

"H-hey! You've been reading my mind this entire time, and you forced me to do a bunch of weird stuff! I think that's more than a bit ruder than me just throwing you!" Izuku shot back. Misaki laughed.

"Maybe." She answered, standing up and taking her remote back. "You know… if only the position wasn't filled… you'd do a good job at being my prince~"

"I-I'm sorry, what?" Izuku asked, blushing.

"Nothing you have to worry about… truth be told, I only signed up because of Misaka-san~" Misaki answered. "Have fun, onee-sama will be watching~"

"And that was the seventh match! Midoriya Izuku is the winner!"

-Later, waiting room-

"Hey… I'm back…" Izuku said as he entered the waiting room, only to see Ochako still staring out the window… and Tenya, Tsuchimikado, and Kirishima huddled together in fear. "…What are you three doing?" He walked over in front of one of the couches to get their attention.

"N-nothing, Midoriya!" Tenya answered in a panicked voice.

"Y-yeah! H-how are you Midoriya!? D-did you enjoy your fight!?" Kirishima asked.

"…How could I enjoy something like that?" Izuku answered. Ochako stopped twitching. "Sure, she seems to be nice outside of the ring, but inside it? She read my mind and invaded my personal memories… and then took over my body and used it against my will… how could I enjoy something like that? It felt like she could just erase my mind at any time; I hated it. Mental attacks are the worst…" He made a disgruntled face. "Nothing against her, but still… I didn't enjoy it…"

"…Deku." Ochako called out, catching Izuku's attention. She turned toward him to reveal herself to be crying and her face flushed red. "I-I'm so glad you're ok…!"

"Eh? S-sure, I'm fi- whoa!" Izuku cried out in surprise when Ochako abruptly hugged him. It was so quick that he lost balance and they both fell onto the couch that he was standing in front of, as Ochako hugged him tightly and cried into his chest.

"I-I was just… s-so…!" Ochako choked up. Izuku blushed, and figured it best to return her hug.

"Y-you were that worried…? I'm sorry…" Izuku apologized, rubbing her back.

"…Do you… do you think we should… tell him?" Kirishima whispered.

"…Midoriya-chan isn't the flirty type. I think… and also hope that he will never have to see that side of her…" Tsuchimikado replied.

"…I don't want to see that side of her again either…" Tenya added. All three nodded.

The speaker above the room clicked on once again.

It was time for the final match of round one.

-Arena Field-

"And here we go folks, the very last fight of the first round! Who here is excited!?" The announcer called out, and the crowd answered with a mighty roar. "First, we have Todoroki Shouto, son of the legendary hero Endeavor! And on the other hand, we have Academy City's own Ace of Tokiwadai, Misaka Mikoto! Two famous people squaring off!"

The two in question didn't speak, preferring to keep silent, staring each other down. It would appear that there would be no back and forth before this match.

"Whenever you are ready… begin!"

Mikoto reached into a pocket in her skirt and pulled out an arcade coin. She flipped it in to the air, and at the same time, Shouto placed his right hand on the ground. Almost instantly, a series of giant walls of ice started to burst form the ground, traveling towards Mikoto. It didn't last for long. The arcade coin fell into Mikoto's out-stretched fingers and the moment it did, shot off like a cannon. It looked more like a beam of energy, crashing into and destroying the entirety of Shouto's ice walls, the shockwave pushing Shouto back. Shards of ice slammed into the arena wall just as the arcade coin did, cracking the reinforced wall with the impact.

This was her trademark move; her Railgun. The ability to fire metallic objects at three times the speed of sound by forming parallel currents on both sides of her arm with her electricity. Even something as small as an arcade coin suddenly becomes a force of absolute devastation, able to piece buildings with the shot and destroy them with the shockwave alone.

Shouto moved to the side to change his position, and suddenly the left half of his body burst into flames, and he then aimed his left arm toward Mikoto and a massive wave of fire burst forth, racing across the arena floor toward Mikoto. A large surge of electricity formed in Mikoto's right hand, it sparked in nearly every single direction, and she then thrust her right hand forward, discharging a massive wave of electrical power, appearing more like a spear head than anything else.

The two blasts collided, and seemingly because of the massive power behind each assault, they canceled each other out. Shouto used his ice abilities to make a wall of ice below him, propelling himself through the air, and launched another fire attack, which propelled him backward. Mikoto canceled it out with another electric based attack. When Shouto landed, a bolt of electricity erupted from Mikoto's brow, traveling along the ground, scorching it as it traveled towards its target.

Another wall of ice erupted from the ground to block it, and at the same, a thick layer of ice started to build up on the arena floor, coating it in ice. Mikoto stomped the ground, discharging electric energy all around her, keeping the ice at bay. Electricity also shot out towards the ground outside the ring, seemingly seeping into it. Suddenly, large amounts of black iron sand rose form the ground; it appeared that the electricity has magnetized the iron naturally in the dirt and Mikoto could now use it as a weapon.

Shouto rolled from the side of the ice wall and threw a sharpened shard of ice towards Mikoto, but the massive amount of iron sand blocked the attack. A wave of electricity surged forth and Shouto was forced to block it with a blast of fire. Around the electric attack, iron sand surged forth like a tidal wave, engulfing everything it came across, tearing it apart.

Just as he would be engulfed by the iron sand himself, he swung his right arm into it purposefully. The iron sand froze almost immediately, stopping it in its tracks. But the assault was not over. A second railgun blast ripped through the frozen iron sand. The attack did not hit Shouto directly, but the shockwave alone blasted him back, flying out of bounds of the ring. He gripped a piece of ice tightly in his right hand and used it as a base to send ice-downward, forming a tower of ice, to keep him in the air and safe from a ring-out.

However, with the ice destroyed, the iron sand was free. It flew up from the back of the ice tower Shouto had created and slammed into him from above, shattering the ice tower and smashing him into the ground for a ring-out.

"Not much of a verbal back and forth, but look at that action! The tactical calculations of these two are absolutely astonishing! They matched each other's attacks blow for blow until the very end, thinking of new ways to assault the other on the fly! Misaka Mikoto is our winner, but let's hear a round of applause for both of these tactical geniuses!" The crowd responded in kind, cheering in celebration, chanting both participants' names. Shouto slowly got to his feet as Mikoto jumped down from the ring, offering a hand to the downed hero in training.

"You're ok, right?" Mikoto asked. Shouto silently took her hand and got to his feet. "You are really good… never fought anyone who used ice or frost abilities before. It feels like you're really not used to those fire attacks though."

"Yeah." Shouto answered. "I only seriously started using fire in combat recently. I still have a long way to go with it."

"Keep practicing, you're a hero in training, right?" Mikoto asked. "If you can balance things out with that, I'm sure you'll be really strong. Fire and ice together can be really devastating." Mikoto smiled. Shouto smiled back.

"And that is all eight matches of round one! Let's have all of our contestants come on out, and lets show them that we appreciate their effort!" The announcer shouted. The waiting room emptied itself as those who decided to remain for the end of the round walked out, being greeted by applause and cheers.

"Man… and this is just day one?" Touma sighed. "I was honestly hoping I would be done with this…"

"You can't surrender now." Katsuki stated. "I won't let you."

"Huh…?" Touma asked.

"You beat me, and I'm not going to accept you surrendering for convenience after that!" Katsuki shouted. "If you give up, after whoever the hell breaks your legs, I'll blow off your arms! Got that!?"

"…Such misfortune…" Touma lamented. Katsuki seemed to take this as acceptance of the terms for the competition.

"I wonder if everyone from class who didn't come is watching…?" Izuku asked.

"Possibly. Though my performance wasn't exactly a good way to start…" Fumikage replied.

"Hey, don't beat yourself up man!" Kirishima put an arm around Fumikage. "I lost too; complete miss-matches! Besides, we're still just in training; we have a long ways to go!"

"True words indeed, nya!" Tsuchimikado suddenly joined the conversation. "We're all just a bunch of snot-nosed kids here! Everyone here a long ways to go, not just in our abilities, but both physically and mentally!"

"And that physically part is really interesting when you consider that Misaki-chan is only in middle school! Think how much more she will blossom when she enters high-school! And adult-hood!" Aogami joined in as well. All three of the heroes in training started to turn red.

"…I don't want to have this conversation anymore." Izuku said, fighting his own blush and moving forward.

"Nya! But Ochako-chan is a rather full-figured girl herself! Imagine her when she really fills-out by the end of high-school!" Tsuchimikado replied.

"Boobs will only get bigger and hips will get wider! It's only a matter of time!" Aogami added.

"I said I don't want to have this conversation!" Izuku turned and yelled, turning noticeably redder. The three heroes in training hurried ahead, leaving the duo behind.

"Hah… kids are fun to mess with." Aogami said. Suddenly both Aogami and Tsuchimikado's arms were grabbed and twisted behind their backs painfully.

"It's rude to talk about people behind their backs… you know?" Ochako held both of them.

"Indeed! Your perverted-power is impressive though to be thinking that far ahead though!" Misaki chimed in cheerfully. "An A for effort… but I think you both know what happens next!"

"Kami-yan! Help us out, nya!" Tsuchimikado called out.

"Both of you did this to yourselves!" Touma shouted back. Eventually all sixteen participants gathered in the remains of the partially frozen and partially burnt ring.

"Alright, eight matches down, and now it's time to decide the next four!" The announcer said. And like before, the screen displayed the brackets, also displaying winners and losers. "Just as a thing I would like to mention, even if you lost, if you want to chill with your team-mates in the waiting area, you are more than welcome! And now let's see who is fighting who!" The names appeared on the brackets and started to randomize. One match at a time, it displayed the competition for the next day's matches.

Match one was Kamijou Touma versus Iida Tenya.

Match two was Misaka Mikoto versus Yaoyorozu Momo.

Match three was Midoriya Izuku versus Sogiita Gunha.

And match four, the final match of round two, was Uraraka Ochako versus Accelerator.

And, with the matches decided, round one was officially complete.

With the prospective future granted by the coming days being their guidance, groups separated as they went to enjoy the rest of their day. This relaxation was more than welcome, they would soon discover.

The darkness grew, and a threat festered in the darkness and unknown of Academy City.