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"All righty! The stage is set and the competition is chosen for the final round of this year's U.A. sports festival! So my dear announce members, are! You! Ready?!" Yamada cried out with cheers as down below, Ishiyama; aka, the pro hero Cementoss, used his Cement quirk to proof the arena. Around the stadium, roars of antipiction followed the mohawk blond's declaration, the pro hero in the announcer booth beginning, "All right then, let's bring out the competitors!"
As fire bursted out of the corners of the stage, walking out from each side of the audiotorm, Shiozaki strode her way gracefully through the grass to the stage with a light in her step.
"From the hero course, her beauty and grace can challenge Mother Nature herself! She might be able to deceive her match with that dance in her step! Class 1-B's Shiozaki Ibara!"
Her opponent, Awase marched his way up the steps, his fists clenched at his sides as he prepared his quirk, his white and blue diamond headband secure around his forehead.
"Versus- From the hero course as well, is that headband of his gonna be his signature? It's cool! Class 1-B's Awase Yosetsu!"
"Damn, I thought my introduction would be cool, too...!" Awase shook his fist as he gritted his teeth in betrayal.
"Um, please excuse me..." Shiozaki gently raised her hand up for the announcer booth, her other placed above her breast while her opponent's attention was taken from his focus as she spoke angelically, "I have not come to deceive my opponent in any way. It would be against God-sama to deceive a person in such a malicious way. For I have only come to claim victory and fairness."
"All right, all right, I'm sorry!" Yamada frantically tried to apologize.
"He didn't mean it literally, Shiozaki!" Awase exclaimed towards her.
"Ready?! Start!"
With her hands clasped together and her head bowed down, Shiozaki let her green, ivy vine hair do her job. The plants headed for Awase, who gulped before reaching his hands out to grab a few of the strands and Weld them together to try and prevent his capture. Though, the vines simply pushed the spiky black-haired boy out of bounds without a moment to waste.
"Awase-kun is out of bounds! Shiozaki-san advances to the second round!" Kayama flicked her whip turned the defeated headband student, who gritted his teeth as the crowd cheered out.
"Thank you, God-sama... for this opportunity." Shiozaki prayed quietly to herself before turning to head off stage delicately.
"That match was over before it had even begun! It was a quick first match! Let's hear your cheers, audience members!" Yamada cheered out as the crowd followed behind, the students in Class 1-B having their own cheers and sympathies toward their classmates while Katsuki narrowed his eyes on the stage.
"Thinking about your next opponent already, Bakugo? You haven't won your first yet." Shinso teased from the blond's other side, which gained his attention as he blinked to look at the smirking purplenette.
"Honenuki Juzo and Bakugo Katsuki! Head to your locker rooms to prepare for your match!"
"Good luck, Bakugo-kun!" Iida and Uraraka held an encouraging thumbs up.
"Kero, kero." Asui croaked from behind him as Katsuki stood up.
"You can do this!" Kirishima grinned as he passed the beaming redhead.
"Don't lose in your first match. I need to kick you and that Monoma's ass." Shinso huffed, his chin rested in the palm of his hand as his elbow sat on his knee.
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I Can't Lose You Again
FanfictionIzuku was seven years old when he left his old life behind. Katsuki was eight years old as he watched, staring in shock as he walked away. Seven years ago, Izuku was taken away by a man who claimed to be his father, Katsuki as the last person to see...