10 - Battle!

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Katsuki walks into the store, looking at the small piece of paper before putting it into his pocket. It reads, 

'You can do it!' 

with a small doodle that looks more like a mess of lines. It's supposed to be Izuku, but the nerd can't draw for shit. Today is the day the game store is having a sale on the latest gaming console, a sale that is only valid for the first ten people to purchase it. 

Both him and Izuku have been waiting for this day for months, and Katsuki isn't going home without one. He quickly makes a beeline for the back of the store, where the consoles wait. They are put on displays, a worker standing by them to make sure nothing goes down. 

The red signs read 'Sale' so there is no way anyone can miss it. The problem is, there is only one left. It gleams in the light of the store, almost like it's calling Katsuki to take it home with him. That's exactly what he plans to do. 

He rushes towards it, not even noticing the person doing the exact same thing. Their hands grip the console box on opposite sides at the same time, and Katsuki glares at the asshole he's about to beat. He has white and red hair, and a scar over one of his eyes, which are also different colors. 

The next thing he notices is the brand of the shirt he's wearing, and the fact that its expensive as all hell.

"Let go. I got it first." 

Katsuki holds it tighter and tries to pull it away, only for this extra to do the same thing. 

"You let go. I grabbed it first." 

"Like hell you did, fucking give it to me half and half bastard!" 

"Half and half?" 

Throughout the exchange, the console is jerked back and forth, the box shaking in their grips. 

"Let go." 

"You let go!" 

Katsuki is in no mood to fight some extra, who clearly has enough money to buy fifty consoles even without the sale, over something he wants. The store worker makes no move to stop them from fighting, looking like he has been seeing this happen all day, staring boredly at both of them. 

The back and forth goes on for a couple of minutes, Katsuki's anger growing more and more. He's getting this fucking console one way or another! He doesn't bother to read his mind, because he already knows he's going to hate whatever the hell this guy is thinking about. 

With all of his strength, he pulls and at the same time pushes the extra, ripping the console away from him. He drops on his ass and yells, 

"Hey!" 

Normally, he would gloat about his victory to the loser, but he needs to get dinner started in an hour. He walks to the counter and pays, the guy barely getting up by the time he's already out the door. He is careful not to swing the brand-new console that is in the bag. 

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