Sports Festival: Izumi Vs. Shoto

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All Might sat in his seat atop the arena. This was the fight to watch... he knew it in his gut. It was this fight that would indefinitely determine who won the entire tournament. Shoto Todoroki... he was an amazing young man. So strong and talented at an early age, he was better than the mediocre pros. With time, and experience All Might was sure he'd be one of the top pros of his generation.

His little Midori was going to have the fight of her life. She had control... but didn't really have experience in using it against an opponent like Todoroki. He wondered how she would fair, and hoped she could be patient, and use that big brain of hers to pick apart Todoroki's defenses. When comparing the two together he sensed the same vibe and ethics. They both would make wonderful heroes... but he had no idea who would rise above the other. Not in this battle, or in the battles to come. He supposed it would depend on who's spirit and hunger to win was stronger.

Down in the class sections Bakugo walked down the steps, sneering at his classmates.

"Nice job playing the villain, Bakugo." Sero teased with a stupid grin.

"Shut up, flat face!"

"Honestly though, I can't believe you used that kind of power against a frail girl. In my case I couldn't help but hold back." Kaminari sighed.

"Kaminari, she completely cut you off." Tsuyu pointed out remembering how poorly he'd lost in his prelim match.

"Hey, come on, Tsuyu-chan..." Kaminari flushed in embarrassment. Bakugo took his seat and thought of Uraraka... the determination and endurance she showed as well as the strength in her.

"Tch, which part of her was frail?"

Not two minutes later Uraraka came down the steps, eyes red and puffy from crying, but she looked at Bakugo with a smile and sat down beside him. "They haven't started yet right? I have to watch!"

"You've got something on your face." He pointed out with a little smirk and touched just under his eyelids pointing out her red eyes. She blushed and fumed flicking the side of his head.

"Oh be quiet! You may have won this time, but mark my words I will take you on again and win!" Uraraka swore and huffed sitting back in her seat.

"Bring it on, round face..." He grinned devilishly and turned his attention to the stage.

"Thanks for waiting everybody!" Present Mic's voice came on the loudspeaker. "The first match in the second round is a big match!" Excitement bubbled inside him. Even as just an announcer he had been looking forward to this ever since Midoriya's win in the first round. "The man who won a huge victory in the first round and literally left the audience frozen, from the hero course it's Shoto Todoroki!"

Todoroki stepped up onto the stage, his mind and body focused on achieving his task. He couldn't let his feelings and emotions control him.

"Versus... The young woman who came out on top in the prelim event, and made a huge comeback against her opponent in her first match...from the hero course, Izumi Midoriya!"

Across from him he saw Izumi strut up the stairs. From the look in her eyes he saw something had riled her up because they were already filled with fight and vivacity. He clenched his fists at his sides, and hardened his gaze. Girl or not, he couldn't hold back. She was too dangerous an opponent. Just how much control had she gained, he wondered. How much power could she release without harming herself? He'd have to find out.

Those butterflies were back, but instead of excitement Izumi felt the overwhelming nausea of intimidation. Todoroki looked at her the way you did a villain, with laser focus and utter disdain. It hurt knowing the rivalry had triggered this reaction out of him, but she had to face it.

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