Chapter 36: Let's Spar

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Let's Spar

Izuku grunted as he took another hit from Katsuki, an explosion deafening him for a few moments as he was sent hurdling back, crashing into the ground, clothes tearing and growing dusty as he slid across the ground, coughing once he came to a stop.

He wasn't focusing well enough on this fight, mind too far away with other worries and stress to be bothered focusing on Kacchan's attacks. It wasn't like Katsuki was doing any better than him, the blond was just as distracted as he was.

Izuku was worried about the League and All For One and what their next move might be now that they had their leader back, but at the forefront of his mind, he was mostly worried about Shoto.

He knew that must be what Katsuki was worried about, too. The fact that Shoto had had a meeting with Endeavour and was an entire hour late to training was very concerning.

As he sat up, he wiped the back of his right hand under his chin, gazing to the side to see Eri looking worried, Aizawa was actually observing them from his weird yellow sleeping bag, both of his parents looked concerned and maybe even a little bored. He couldn't really read All Might's expression, though.

Izuku pushed his body up, grunting at all the little aches and pains that came from taking too many hits. Even while he was distracted, Kacchan could still throw a powerful hit.

"Okay, that's enough," Killua called, walking towards them with his arms crossed behind his head. "This is painful to watch,"
"What are you guys doing?" Gon asked with amusement.

"Fucking sparring," Katsuki replied, wiping sweat from his brow.
Killua snorted. "Could've fooled me," he said sarcastically.
Katsuki growled before sighing heavily.

Gon turned to smile brightly at Izuku. "C'mon, Izuku, let's spar," he stated eagerly.
Izuku blinked. "Are you serious?" He asked.
Gon nodded. "Of course!" He stated as he pulled off his hoodie and long sleeved shirt that he wore underneath.

He stood there in a black tank top and sweats as he handed over his clothing to Killua, strong muscles rippling underneath tan skin as he stretched his arms and back.

"Ooh, this is going to be interesting!" Mina stated eagerly, the group stopping their training to crowd in one corner of the room to observe the fight. Aizawa even climbed out of his sleeping bag to be able to watch better.

"Come on, Kacchan, let's stand over here," Killua said, taking one of Katsuki's hands and dragging him away.
Izuku swallowed, body tensing.
"Let's set some rules first," Aizawa called. "We don't want this fight dragging on too long,"
Gon nodded. "Thirty minute time limit?" He suggested.

"Alright. Izuku has to pin you down for ten seconds to win, if he doesn't and the time is up, well, he loses. If you can pin him down in the time limit for ten seconds, the fights over," Aizawa stated.
"Are those the only rules?" Gon asked curiously.

Aizawa nodded. Gon grinned mischievously, winking. Izuku tensed further; he had no idea how Gon liked to fight, he'd only seen him fight Hisoka that one time on the video, but that was so long ago, his fighting style had likely changed a lot since then.

"Start!" Aizawa called.
Izuku powered his quirk up to fifty percent, lunging forward, the ground cracking beneath his feet once he did.

He closed in on Gon in mere seconds, the man grinning at him as he raised his arms, crossing them above his head to block the kick Izuku had aimed at him.

The ground cracked and caved in underneath Gon's feet, a powerful wind blowing out around them. Izuku could hear his friends cry out from the force, but Izuku was more focused on Gon, who spread his arms out and threw Izuku back.

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