Ch 9: Who I am (Edited)

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A/N: I didnt like how the last chapter ended so I edited it to further what I want to do in the story.

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Akira sat in the stands, knee bouncing nervously. She was only barely paying attention to the extra games going on below for those who didn't make it into the final round.

"Nervous Akira?" Someone asked as they sat beside her. Akira looked up and saw Kirishima.

"A bit," Akira admitted to him. "Im up against Hitoshi in the first round."

"You shouldn't be so worried," Kirishima grinned. "You so much stronger than him."

"Im unsure what to do." Akira said quietly. She brought her knees up against her chest in the chair. "I mean yea I can beat him easily, but what of what my...." She stopped mid sentence.

"What of what?" Kirishima asked. "What are you so worried about? You got to show everyone who you are, remember?" Akira stayed silent for a few moments.

"Hitoshi is my cousin." Akira said. "And my real father who abandoned me is close to him and proud of him. If I beat Hitoshi, my father will hate me even more than he does now."

"So?" Bakugou said walking up. "Who gives a fuck if your shitty father hates you? He isn't in your life now. So why try to make him happy?"

"Bakugou." Kirishima said. "You're not helping."

"Shut up shitty hair," Bakugou barked.

"Why are you even here Bakugou?" Akira asked. She put her feet down and looked up at him.

"I told you before," Bakugou growled. "I want to beat the best to be the best. If you chicken out to some fucking loser just because of your daddy issues than I wont accept my win." Akira couldn't help but chuckle.

"You are something else Bakugou," Akira said with a sad smile. "But you're not wrong."

"What?" Kirishima said, surprised. "Akira?"

"Bakugou isn't wrong," Akira said, sitting up taller and smiling. "Why am I trying to impress someone who wants nothing to do with me? Why try to win back his favor. Maybe its time for some of those so against me to find out what its like to be me."

"What do you mean?" Kirishima asked.

"Oh you will see in my first round," Akira smiled at them. "I apologize now if any of you get caught up in my power."

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"Coming into the ring is Class 1-As very own singing idol, Akira Yamada." Present Mic said from the announcer box.

Akira walked out of the arena with her head held high.

"We're sorry but, He's only a normal student without anything special, from the common department, Hitoshi Shinso." Present Mic said.

"Hello Hitoshi," Akira said as she took her place in the battle field.

"You seem proud to be here," Hitoshi said.

"Because I am," Akira said. "I earned my right to be here in this tournament on my own merit, just like you."

"Got something to say about me using my quirk on your classmates?" Hitoshi asked.

"No," Akira said. "You're only doing what you can with what you have." She shrugged. Hitoshi was actually surprised she didn't look down on him, but he guessed she couldnt when she could control people too.

"LET THE BATTLE BEGIN!" Present Mic announced.

"You know Hitoshi," Akira said. "This battle was over before it started because there is a big fundamental difference between you and I."

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