Baraquiel 34

The food turned out to be fake-away, Harry and Fuyumi had spent the night before the Sports Festival cooking and preparing the supplies necessary to 'form your bento'. Enji grinned as family returned with three bags nearly bursting with containers, Harry pulled out a small table and set it up in their private booth. "It's fakeaway Bento creation." He explained.

Enji's stomach rumbled causing the flame hero to chuckle weakly; he had trained himself rigorously and disciplined himself to an extreme degree…something that he'd tried to impose on his children only for his stomach to rebel now. Harry snorted "Don't be too harsh on yourself, when you have my cooking it's hard to resist."

"Considering we're cooking for 15+ people." Fuyumi giggled, causing Endeavour's eyes to widen.

"Who are these people? I know Shoto and Midoriya are two of them, you've coached the latter." He added looking at Harry.

"There's the Twins, my Godson, My Cousin and his Grandmother, the Aizawas' so that makes seven. Jiro, Yaoyorozu, Sparkplug; my Padawan…decent kid, Ojiro, Roadblock, Malkav, Banshee, Athena, the Wife." Harry listed playfully exaggerating his injury when Fuyumi playfully smacked his shoulder over the term 'The Wife'. "Oh and the occasional lost faculty member. As few as Nine, at most Twenty. As for how I do it…I have quite a bit of free time. I make it to homeroom, give some electrocutions, make some jokes and some announcements, then I hand over to Aizawa and then I'm free until Heroics. So, I use that time to do the household chores, then I run to my agency and do some patrols…fight some crime, do some photo opportunities, and occasionally help a few electricians with a job; you know basic philanthropic decency. Something that I respect All Might for. Then I run back for afternoon homeroom, get home and carry on cooking then I supervise the brats doing their homework and supervise them supervising the chibis. Snacks are made and on the table, as Fuyumi walks in the door, and then dinner is on the table for 30 minutes after she's gotten changed. After dinner, it's nerd time. I relax…"

Fuyumi snorts "Read dozes on the sofa with me and the kids whilst the teens wash up. Then we play games until we put the kids down to bed, we alternate. Whoever puts Nozomi and Hiro to bed, doesn't have to rush through if they start crying. Although that duty is split between Shoto, Izuku and Denki."

Endeavour was surprised. His Daughter and Her Husband certainly led packed lives, in the recesses of his mind Enji had begun to think if it would have been possible to have a life like theirs. "You could and still can…can you stomach the possibility of slackening your time as a hero?" He recognised his internal dilemma. "It's time to make some changes." He told himself, he settled down and began to observe the opening fights.

(UA-Arena)

Izuku was sitting in a locker room with Shoto, Denki, Iida, Fumikage, Yuga, Bakugo and Kirishima. The locker room was tense, Bakugo was snarling as he eyed everyone in the locker room with disdain. Shoto had his mask of utter indifference, but Izuku could see in his eyes that Shoto was excited about this next event, the opportunity to demonstrate the breadth of his training under Baraquiel.

"Deku!" Bakugo growled, Izuku looked up and turned to his former childhood friend; surprisingly Shoto, Denki and Iida moved as a unit preparing to break the duo apart with Fumikage, Aoyoma and Kirishima watching with anticipation. "Yes, Bakugo?"

"You'd…" Bakugo began only for Izuku to stand up and look him in the eye. Cold pragmatic green eyes stared unblinkingly into blood red.

"You'd what? Kaachan? Your words have no impact on me…in fact, let me give you my declaration to you…I'm not your punching bag, if we meet in this tournament then I'm going to break you. I know you, Bakugo, I know, you better than you know yourself. I'm standing up to you is already shortening the short fuse that you call good nature and manners; if the others weren't here you'd be starting with either explosive leap or your patent big right." Bakugo flinched and Izuku smirked.

"Go to your corner, Cujo and remain there. If you don't…" The room went quiet. Bakugo growled at the green-haired teen before shoving past him and stalking out of the waiting room.

Iida whirled, on Izuku, his face purple "THAT…"

"Is me standing up to my childhood bully, Iida. I thought I could consider you a friend but ever since Baraquiel failed the four of us in the class, you've been…not yourself. Even though we had a rocky start, and you made your presumptions clear to me; you accepted me as a member of our class."

Iida was rocked at the response, he really didn't like it when things did not fit into his views of the world. "You remind me of Stratgem. Baraquiel-sensei's best friend…or one of them. Only…" Izuku stopped, he really wasn't sure how to respond but he really couldn't find himself to care "Only…I'm trying to stop you from being extremely moronic and causing the class to only tolerate you as opposed to liking you."

"CAN HITOSHI SHINSO AND MIDORIYA IZUKU REPORT TO THE FIGHTERS TUNNEL!" Came the voice of Mic over the tannoy.

"Izu…" Shoto began, he met his sibling students eye "make sure you do your best."

Izuku smirked "Oh I shall. Excelsior!"

"Excelsior!" Shoto replied and with that he turned to the seventy-inch plasma tv. "Now…to watch the matches, or do I watch Netflix?" He thought to himself.

(Arena)

Shinso and Izuku stared each other down across the ring. The bell rang and the match began, Izuku readied himself for the quirk barrage that tended to be favoured by his classmates.

"Are you really so blind to think that visible quirks are your opponents?" Shinso spat.

"He's goading me…He's not attacked me. He's trying to provoke me! Meaning his goadings are meant to cause me to respond." Izuku thought, his mind whirling. There was plenty of evidence suggesting that psionic quirks were a genuine thing, could it be…his opponent had one? One that relied on him to respond.

Shinso was flabbergasted, that should have worked! He was about to come up with another insult or jab, only to find himself bending double as his opponent slammed his fist into his stomach. He fell forwards, the air and spit and saliva spilled from his mouth, his Opponent then swept his leg, grabbing him by the waistband of his tracksuit and then chucked him out of the ring.

"HITOSHI SHINSO OUT! WINNER! MIDORIYA IZUKU!" Shinso looked up to see Midoriya holding his hand out.

"Sorry about that…I saw what you were attempting to do…"

Shinso's eyes widened "You managed to guess my quirk! Based on how I interacted with you! That's one hell of a quirk, now, how am I going to be able to compete with that?"

Izuku smiled warmingly "Fun fact, I'm quirkless. I'm a hero analyst. You could be an amazing hero!"

"You honestly think that? Even though I've got a creepy brainwashing quirk?"

"It's not creepy! It's amazing. Listen, come find 1-A and tell them Midoriya sent you. Jiro-chan she'll…she'll look out for ya."

Shinso could only stare at his new acquaintance in amazement. "Shinso!" He looked up to see his classmates looking down and cheering him. "YOU DID AMAZINGLY!"

The other fights were rather…bland if people were being honest. Sero stood no chance against Todoroki who simply got entombed in ice. However, Sero had been praised for attempting to fight his opponent. They both had caught the eye of various heroes.

One surprising deviation from the rule had been Denki Kaminari vs Shiozaki Ibara. Denki stared down his opponent "It is The Lords Will That Thou Shall Not Pass."

Denki snorted at the proclamation "There's something in the Book that says to take the Lords Name in Vain Is a Ticket to Hell." As he unleashed a small pulse of electricity at her which bounced off of her hair.

"YOU IDIOT! DO YOU NOT KNOW THAT EARTH GROUNDS ELECTRICITY!" Someone from the 1-B Stand shouted with maniacal glee.

Denki grinned before he inhaled and exhaled "Lets see if my training will allow this." He carefully began go channel his quirk internally "Lightning Breathing: Speed and Strike!" He assumed a sprinters position as his body crackled with electrical energy and he moved.

Ibara was not unused to unpredictable opponents, however, when the supposed dunce of her sister-class vanished in a crackle of electricity something was off. He appeared right behind her, she spun unleashing her vine-hair lashing out to restrain him only he was never where he was meant to be! That was unfair! She'd prepared to counter his attacks with her Faith's Shield! What good was her technique if she couldn't use it.

Denki meanwhile couldn't contain his glee! This was amazing! He couldn't believe just how exhilarating a decent teacher was. Then he saw his opportunity, he rushed forwards and launched himself at the girl, dropping his shoulder.

Denki collided with Ibara in a swirl of electricity. The discharge was spectacular and Ibara convulsed and collapsed as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

(Harry and Fuyumi)

"Everything alright?" Enji asked.

Harry scowled at his phone, he slowly got to his feet. "I've gotta discipline a bunch of students. I honestly thought that they were better than this." He got up, kissed Fuyumi before heading out of the box.

His footfalls reverberated on the stairs as Harry found himself heading towards the student stands. Unsurprisingly Dean, Seamus and Neville were waiting for him "Harry! I thought you were with your family!"

"I was Neville. I was. Then I lip-read that Blonde in 1-B." His eyes locked onto Seamus and Dean.

Seamus let out a piercing whistle "Monoma…again…Baraquiel, please, don't be overly harsh with him."

Harry growled and it caught in the back of his throat. "I won't electrocute him, however, I will make sure I convey my displeasure towards him."

Harry headed up the stairs, he looked over and he spied Shinso chatting animatedly with Jiro and Sato surprisingly. He leaned against the wall and waited for 1-B to recognise his presence. It was finally done by the Class Representative, an auburn haired girl by the name of Kendo Itsuka.

"Baraquiel-Sensei! How long…"

"Long enough, Kendo. Now…tell your class that when classes resume after your break, that you're going to have some 'specialist' lessons with Class 1-A."

Monoma whirled "Why! Why does the superior…" He was cut off as Banshee appeared.

"Monoma…I have tolerated your antics, but you go too far. Now you will behave and cease embarrassing UA on live television or maybe consider that maybe UA is not the Heroic Programme for you."

As this was taking place Iida beat Mei via self-elimination and Ashido knocked out Aoyama. Neville was making notes on what to improve in his class to share with Harry, once he'd calmed down.

Harry returned to his seat as Tokoyami soundly defeated Yaoyorozu. Fuyumi smiled cheekily at him "Yaoyorozu lost."

"Huh…who…"

"Tokoyami…he's not taken you up on training."

Harry smiled as lay back in his chair "He's one of the few I'm not concerned about."

The next match was Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu and Eijiro Kirishima. "I predict that this is going to be a tie." Harry stated. Fuyumi and Enji snorted, that was a suckers bet. However, Harry was surprised when Kirishima managed to knock out his quirk Mimic.

The final match was Bakugo vs Uraraka. "Harry…I know that this is not my place…" Fuyumi began.

"Your place, Fuyumi, is by my side. Your place, is to counterbalance me. Your place is too be my equal. What is it?"

"Is this a bad idea? With Uraraka against Bakugo?"

"Is it because she's a woman and he's a man? Or is it more too do with the fact he's more feral than human? Or the fact that he really needs being spanked like a toddler?" Harry replied.

Fuyumi fixed her husband with a dark look "All of it."

Harry grinned a little "Uraraka Ochako is not weak, I'd dare say she's got the ability to be one of the strongest Heroines out there. She needs this, she's far too obsessed with Midoriya who respects her as a friend. Bakugo for all of his faults needs to find someone he can compare too and strangely enough…Uraraka might be that person."

Fuyumi could only nod. She could see where her Husband was coming from, but, that didn't mean that she had to like it.

The match was brutal, there was no other way to describe it. Those two left everything out in the ring, unfortunately, Bakugo was the one that remained standing.

"WE'RE GOING TO TAKE A QUICK BREAK IN ORDER TO REPAIR THE FIELD!" Mic announced.

Harry took the opportunity to surprise his small cadre of personal students and class; and earn a bit kudos with the students. He stepped back three paces before launched himself up towards the wall, he crossed the wall with a simple table vault into a two hand finger grip into a backflip he landed in the footspace of the first row of class 1-A students. Mina dropped her popcorn, Momo burst out into applause as Kyouka exclaimed "That was fucking wicked!" Class 1-B had scrambled around to see the other Teaching Assistant.

Kaibara and Awase mumbled "Fucking amazing. That could be so fucking cool to learn!"

Harry executed a short bow "Thank you. 1-A and 1-B, I'm impressed, I'm proud of all of you. However, as a Teacher…I feel I need to give you an assignment." Groans from both students met this. Harry chuckled "It's NOT THAT bad. I think it'd be rather educational, I want you to work in groups of both 1-A and 1-B. Before you started your schoolyard moanings and mutterings about class rivalry and arrogance, you're not always going to like you work within this field, however, you're agents of safety, security and most importantly reassurance…because you're training to be heroes JAPAN has its eyes on you. I'm going off on a tangent, in groups I want 1-A to talk to 1-B to interview one another and help each other analyse your quirks. Teamwork, trust and respect is vital. After this tournament, you'll have a week to do this assignment and expect to have more classes together very soon."

"Why? Sensei?" Kendo asked curiosity evident in her voice.

Harry smiled sadly at them "With the events at the USJ, and coupled with my intelligence, things are afoot and I'll be fucked if I let the mistakes of my past be repeated."

Class 1-B were shaken by what Baraquiel had said but seeing the grim looks on Banshee and Malkavs faces, they'd explained that they had worked alongside Baraquiel in some 'god awful times' when they had been their age but had refused to elucidate on the details. Meanwhile, Class 1-A were grim-faced "Is this to do with 'playing for keeps' sensei?" Ojiro asked.

"Yes. For now, the hardest thing to do is not allow this to claw at your sanity. We, the Teachers, have a handle on the situation, however, all I can ask of you is to keep an eye and ear out. I could just be panicking but better to plan for the worse and hope for the best."

"THE SECOND ROUND IS ABOUT TO BEGIN! CAN TODOROKI SHOTO AND MIDORIYA IZUKU HEAD TO THE ARENA!"

The boys descendedn in silence and headed out to the arena to raucous applause and Endeavour shouting "GO! SHOTO!" as Fuyumi shouted, "GO IZUKU!"

Todoroki grinned and bowed to Izuku, who replied to it "This ends here Izuku, no matter how great your triumphs I shall stop you here and now."

Izuku chuckled "You Can Certainly Try, Hero."

The whip descended with a sharp crack and everything exploded into motion.

Todoroki immediately stomped his foot, emitting a rapidly spiking mound of ice and Izuku dived to his left. That hadn't been predicted at all, normally Shoto started with a punch of ice, he tended to use his kicks and stomps of ice towards the mid-match. Shoto cocked his left fist and fire surged to life 'INFERNO PULSE!' Shoto cawled as unleashed a quick jab and a bolt of fire zipped towards his best friend. Shoto had to keep a grin off his face as Izuku yelped, but, managed to skid under it.

"Shoto! Buy me dinner before causing me to strip!" Came the reply as Izuku continued to sprint upto towards him. "PRESSURE DAMAGE!" Izuku's eyes widened as the heated air rapidly condensed and further more it was done by the left-side of his best friends body! The explosion detonated part of the arena sending a wave of cement and concrete at him. He closed his eyes and chucked his arms in front of him whilst trying to 'turtle himself to minimise the damage taken. The shockwave sent him sprawling along the floor heading towards the out-of-bounds. Thankfully, Izuku had been taught how to drop, tuck, roll and slide.

He stopped milimeters from the line, he rolled to his right before using his arms to launch himself back to his feet. Todoroki had foolishly paused his unrelenting assault allowing Izuku to rush back up the field. Half of the field had been destroyed, Izuku found himself facing down a glacier of ice speeding towards him. He cocked his his right arm and shattered the glacier. "Finally allowing me to show off are you?"

"A little bit. You might know my fighting style and preferences, but, I believe I've kept enough in reserve."

"You only need one new trick to win survive." Izuku replied as he punted an iceblock at Todoroki causing him to flare up a shield of flame to melt it.

Shoto felt the moisture land on him "You…fuck…"

"I'd love to but I'd have to ask Momo-chan and Kyouka-chan if they'd be willing." Momo and Kyouka blushed at that.

"You're insane Izu."

"Says the Kakuzu fanboy."

"You know what sod this! FLASHFIRE FIST: KIRIN!"

Shoto's arm and uniform began to burn away revealing his muscled frame, honed for years under the brutal training of Endeavour but given prominence and purpose under Baraquiel and Lady Cold. He'd trained with Izuku and trained Izuku and Izuku had trained him. Shoto had a powerful quirk but Izuku had a much more powerful mind and ability when it came to quirk dissection. Out of those two, in Shoto's mind, Izuku was the stronger of the duo…despite being quirkless, Izuku had the best reason to become a hero and Baraquiel had honed that. It didn't matter now, this was a trial of power, conquest, and determination to see who was the stronger of the duo. The fire was a bright orange slowly becoming white before streaks of blue began to appear before Shoto felt it. This was becoming unbearably hot but he wanted to prove that he could do this! There was a vibration and the smell of ozone began to permeate the heterochromatic teen's senses, the flame was present as was the electricity! There was a primal scream of pain, rage, joy and triumph as white/blue flame coated in electricity surged towards Izuku.

Izuku eye's widened in horror, the move wasn't completed! He could smell the burnt flesh! What was his friend thinking? "SHOTO!"

"IZUKU! I'M SORRY!" The cry was just heard above the roaring flames and crackling of electricity.

(Stands)

Enji and Harry looked at one another "We need to stop…" Enji stated only to see his son-in-law was already in motion, the fury and panic in his son-in-law's face was apparent.

The crowd were transfixed, this was a fight for the ages! They didn't care that one of the students didn't seem to have a quirk but the way he'd been keeping up with his opponent was amazing! The banter had been funny as well, but the fun and games quickly ceased when they heard the words 'Flashfire Fist: Kirin'. Those who'd seen Baraquiel debut against Rappa and Katsukame had seen 'Limelight' and 'Jibashi' in action. They'd quickly guessed that Kirin along with the aforementioned techniques were used when Baraquiel got serious. The same with Endeavour.

People began to scream in horror as the attack was unleashed only for them to see Endeavour and Baraquiel launch themselves from the stands and there words were heard for the world to here. "KIRIN: NULL!" "FLASHFIRE DRAIN!" Two voices yelled in unison! The attack was nullified almost instantly.

"Todoroki Shoto, disqualified." Baraquiel rumbled. As the scorching temperatures dropped. "Shoto…what on earth were you THINKING!" Enji hissed fiercely.