'Just Another Love Story'

Chapter 10

"Is Iida ok?" Izuku was very concerned, his friend looking just about ready to shake the living daylights out of Shoto.

"No, he just found out if that both him and Sora win then they'll go against each other." Ochako responds, then going to whisper in Izuku's ear. "He is putting all of his faith in Todoroki to win. I'm pretty sure he just wants to make sure he don't have to deal with Sora."

"You know how Iida is, following the rules." Izuku watches as Tenya gives a insane pep talk to Shoto. "And occasionally throwing away a dead body here and there."

"What?"

"Nothing." Like he would tell Ochako what happened with Stain, sure.

"Iida, we have to go." Tsu was trying to make the pep talk stop, but everyone in the room thought Shoto got the point already.

They all had managed to stop the 'pep talk' (which they all kept then saying Tenya was begging) and took a seat somewhere in the stadium for the upcoming battle.

"My back is still cracking from the hit." You could hear the quiet sounds of popping bones as Izuku twisted his body.

"Sora took the black whip around his hands and suspended you upwards." Tenya claims, still remembering the major reaction from Present Mic that could've killed someone's eardrums. "Then as it disappeared there was so much force you hit the wall."

"I was doing better, almost got to claim victory."

"Uraraka-san, he punched you in the face." Karate chop hands. "And it brought you out of bounds."

The battle was just about to start, Izuku eagerly pulling out his notebook for some major notes to write down. Everyone was definitly going to be watching this round, since the number 1 and 2 heroes would be having their children fight each other.

"START!"

Down on the platform, neither one began to move, almost like they were having a stare down. Both waiting for the other to move, the entire stadium was absolutely silent.

"Hit me with your best shot *beep*." Akamine he says to Shoto.

A patch of ice quickly storms towards him, freezing his entire body completely so he was unable to move. The crowd cheered loudly but Akamine knew none of this was over, not now.

"Nice try." The ice blasted away, freeing himself and giving him time to make his move on Shoto.

Shoto desperately tried to dodge the many kicks and punches bein thrown at him but it was like trying to catch a blur. Akamine was moving to quickly for him to aim or block, his head was getting dizzy from the constant whipping of his head and no punch or kick was going to help this feeling get any better now.

Shoto was swept off his feet, landing on the ground with a thud. He rolled out of the way before a punch had gotten to him and quickly brought himself upwards. He could feel his body shake a bit as he continued to wait with what will happen.

"I'm going to ask this now." It was weird for one to question in battle, yet, he still went on with it. "How do you wish for me to beat you?"

"Who said you're going to win?" Shoto questioned backwards.

Both were on either sides of the stadium, the battle raging on. Shoto knew that the only way he would win this would be to use the fire.

His fire, not Enji's. His.

Blasting it directly at him, Shoto was determined to win this battle to move on. If he won it would be either between going against Tenya or Katsuki (depending who won in the next match) and that would be a nice take for the win.

First, he had to deal with this person only meters away from him.

It got intense for many moments, the melting hot heat blasting off from the impact like something swept you off your feet, the blasting color that blinds you when you have the light be turned on when your not awake enough, the amount of force being pushed out like when you're punched in the gut. If it was to end his winning streak, then it was 100% worth doing so.

Until he stopped, that is when he found a pile of ash.

Shoto had burned a man to death, on accident of the purpose of winning. Great, he would have to go into the life of crime and figure out a way to live wothout the ideal good soba he makes himself. Or, take the option of jail but last he heard, jail was no place that served soba but food he hated.

"Boo *beep*."

A punch went straight to his face before getting thrown up into the air and blacking out as his head hit the harsh ground. Shoto had not kill him but that pile of ash he had found was the remains of the jacket part of the outfit, his body was covered with sweat from the blasting impact of heat he had taken.

"Have to admit, that was a good try Todoroki." Akamine was talking to a knocked out body, why would he think it would answer back. "Yet my quirk allows me to multiply the protection my skin has so, no burns for me."

"Well, at least I know what not to do." Meanwhile in the stands, Ejiro talked amongst his friends as the match was being cleared for the next. Katsuki had left for obvious reasons of being next.

"If Bakugo wins, the next match will be a show." Hanata mentions

"Why do I feel like the number one hero has been watching Sora closely though?"

"Kami, you're ADHD is probably acting up." Mina leans back, reassuringly. "He isn't keeping a close eye on anything but the matches."

The next match had less violent terms towards it, but still could be called the best fight of the century. Both opponents had equal advantages and disadvantages to fighting one another but both had their own ideas and strategies to figure their way towards victory.

Tenya Iida and Katsuki Bakugo, two different people of polor opposites. Both fought against each other in an epic battle to determine who would go against Akamine in the final war. Both men had their reasons to win and niether one seemed to back down one bit. All of it ended however, when Katsuki managed to get into the blind spot of Tenya and overthrow him.

It was stately so, in the final round, Akamine Sora would go face to face with last year's champion Katsuki Bakugo. Both had the same anger, the same temptation of victory and most of all, that same blood boiling rage.

But Denki had been right, Daisuke had been watching his child ever so carefully every time he was to compete. Yet for some reason, this was not in terms of victory.
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I posted on a Monday, making up for the weekend.

I'm also planning to write another story as I write this one, it has nothing to do with Akamine but instead after Class 1A graduates. The story will involve some of their kids and Aizawa gotta deal with their stupid *beep* once more.

I may write another chapter for this durijg the week possibly, if not then I hope to do it for the weekend.

Mind me asking, how good is this so far? Are you interested?
(If not, I'll bring the tea as fast as I can)