Embers of Affection (todobaku NSFW story)

CHAPTER 1: Sparks and Ice

The sound of clashing metal and explosive blasts filled the training grounds at U.A. High School. It was a scene of controlled chaos as students honed their skills, each striving to surpass their limits and become pro heroes. Among them, two stood out not just for their prowess but for the palpable tension between them.

Shoto Todoroki, the son of the infamous Endeavor, wielded both ice and fire with an unparalleled precision. His calm demeanor and strategic mind made him a formidable opponent. On the opposite side of the field, Katsuki Bakugo, with his volatile temper and explosive quirk, radiated raw power and aggression. The animosity between them was well-known, and today it seemed to reach new heights.

"Alright, you two. Pair up for sparring," called out their instructor, Aizawa-sensei, his voice as dry and commanding as ever. The students murmured amongst themselves, some excited, others apprehensive about the impending clash.

Todoroki and Bakugo locked eyes, a silent battle of wills sparking in the air. They approached the sparring area, each step echoing their mutual disdain.

"Don't think for a second I'm going to go easy on you, Icy Hot," Bakugo sneered, his eyes blazing with challenge.

"I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Bakugo," Todoroki replied coolly, his tone devoid of emotion. He knew better than to show any weakness to his volatile classmate.

The match began with a deafening explosion as Bakugo launched himself forward, palms crackling with energy. Todoroki countered with a wall of ice, blocking the initial assault. The ice shattered under Bakugo's relentless onslaught, but it gave Todoroki enough time to strategize his next move.

"You think your ice can stop me?!" Bakugo roared, blasting through the remnants of the frozen barrier. He closed the distance in an instant, aiming a powerful right hook at Todoroki's face.

Todoroki dodged, flames erupting from his left side to force Bakugo back. The heat waves distorted the air around them, a stark contrast to the chilling aura of his ice. "You're too reckless," he said, launching a barrage of ice shards in rapid succession.

Bakugo deflected them with explosive bursts, his eyes never leaving Todoroki. "And you're too damn cold. Show some passion!" he yelled, unleashing a concentrated blast aimed at Todoroki's midsection.

Todoroki barely had time to react, encasing himself in ice to absorb the impact. The force of the explosion sent him skidding back, but he stood firm, eyes narrowed in determination. "Your passion is nothing but anger. It clouds your judgment," he retorted, sending a stream of fire towards Bakugo.

The flames licked at Bakugo's feet, forcing him to leap into the air. He twisted mid-air, using his explosions to propel himself in a dizzying aerial maneuver. "At least I have passion! What do you have? Daddy issues and a cold shoulder?" he taunted, aiming another explosive dive at Todoroki.

The remark hit a nerve, and for a split second, Todoroki's calm façade cracked. He responded with a fierce blast of both ice and fire, creating a swirling vortex of elemental fury. Bakugo barely managed to shield himself, landing hard on the ground but quickly recovering.

"You don't know anything about me," Todoroki said, his voice tinged with a rare hint of anger. "All you do is destroy. You can't build anything from that."

Bakugo laughed, a harsh, grating sound. "And all you do is hide behind your ice and fire. When are you going to show the world who you really are?"

The words hung in the air as the two stared each other down, both breathing heavily from the intense exchange. Around them, their classmates watched in stunned silence, the usual chatter replaced by a tense anticipation.

Aizawa-sensei finally stepped in, his capture weapon snapping out to separate the two. "That's enough," he said, his tone brooking no argument. "Save it for the villains. You're supposed to be training, not tearing each other apart."

Todoroki and Bakugo reluctantly stepped back, but the enmity in their eyes remained. This was far from over, and they both knew it.

As they walked away from the sparring area, Todoroki glanced over his shoulder. "We'll settle this another time, Bakugo," he said quietly, a promise of future conflict.

"Count on it, Icy Hot," Bakugo replied, his voice equally low but brimming with fierce determination.

The first round might have ended, but the battle between fire and ice, passion and strategy, was only just beginning.