Quirkless

Fight, Fight, Fall In Love... Or Is It Kiss, Kiss Fall In Love?

"We both know how this is going to end, Izuku." Hitoshi sighed. "You're going to ignore me, and I'll lose. You've always been better than me at this. All that hard work for nothing."

Izuku took a breath and sighed. Izuku hated it when Hitoshi talked bad about himself. Izuku was always quick to tell him differently, but this time was different. Izuku knew Hitoshi was only trying to get him to talk, so Izuku charged him. He'd attack, and Hitoshi would dodge. They would go back and forth between dodging and attacking, occasionally a hit or two would go through before they'd go back to dodging. They'd throw punches, but they were both more so kickers than punchers.

"You being an excellent fighter makes sense on for why Todoroki is so attracted to you. The son of the number two hero would only go for the best." Hitoshi could see that Izuku was getting closer and closer to talking. He was too oblivious to see the crush and too low on self esteem to accept it. "You really don't see it, do you? I take it back. You're not great, you're an idiot. If you just asked him out-"

"It's not like that!" Izuku blurted out before he could stop himself.

"Gotcha." Hitoshi wore an evil smile. "Turn around and walk out of bounds." Izuku made it an entire two steps before snapping out of it. "What?! How did you do that?!" This time, Izuku smiled like a maniac. The smile that... well, can only be explained as the sibling smile of I'm better than you. "You had a trick up your sleeve the entire time." Izuku grinned even wider.

Izuku spat out some blood from the inside of his mouth, and when Hitoshi made the mistake of watching the spit fall to the ground instead of looking at his opponent, Izuku attacked. Izuku kicked Hitoshi's legs from underneath him causing Hitoshi to lose balance and fall to the floor. Izuku was right after him to turn Hitoshi completely on his stomach. Izuku firmly pinned Hitoshi's arms to the concrete and placed his knee on his brother's back. Hitoshi could wiggle a little, but not enough to free himself. If he wiggled too much, he would risk breaking his back.

Feeling embarrassed by being taken down by this move, Hitoshi cursed at his brother who only laughed. He may not be happy about it, but he knew when he lost. Hitoshi sighed as he forfeited the match.

Izuku was declared the winner and held out his hand to help Hitoshi back up. Hitoshi playfully glared at him before asking how on earth Izuku managed to snap out of his mind control.

"Every time you brain wash someone, their jaws snap shut. The entire time we were fighting, I had my cheeks sucked in a little in case I ended up talking. I bit off part of my cheek, so I would be snapped out of your control with pain."

"Damn, how long have you known that for?"

"Awhile. I figured we'd end up having to fight like this at some point, so I thought I'd surprise you."

"Gee, thanks, you shouldn't have."

"I know, I'm just the best."

Izuku and Hitoshi were laughing as they walked off the field. Once they got close to the edge, they could hear them speak. They were all talking about how useful Hitoshi's quirk could be.

"You may have lost, but you were definitely noticed. I'm sure you'll be getting tons of offers." Izuku excitedly whispered. They technically weren't supposed to know about the internships, but their father literally taught this course every year, of course they knew about the internships.

"I'm sure you'll be getting lots of offers, too."

"Nah. I might get a few, but, for now, no agency wants be associated with a quirkless. Bad for their image." Hitoshi couldn't argue with that.

"So what will you do?"

"Go to Auntie Rumi. If she doesn't give me an offer, she'll probably accept my application. I'm not going to her just because she's basically my only option, I can learn a lot from her. She uses her legs to fight, like us, so I'll learn a good amount from her. What about you?"