Different But Not Bad

Chapter 21 {Fight on, Higashi II}

I knew this was a dream state, a lucid dream, the second I saw my arts and crafts on the table. I watched the pastels on the table change into a puzzle, one I intended to finish sooner rather than later. The surrounding area around me was black but I knew I was at home in the living room. I knew this because only one person would choose this ugly of a couch. "I think it looks rather adorable," I rolled my eyes as Akasuki sat down on her knees on the other side of the coffee table. Her white hair standing out among the dark background, her red eyes peeking behind the white strands. My hair used to look like hers when I was first created. Then I dyed my hair orange and the 'spell' was broken. I may still be her but at least I had control over some things. Her eyes were bored as she picked up and examined the corner piece she found in the heap of puzzle pieces. I grabbed at my own piece then threw it back in when it wasn't an end piece. "You've been asleep for two minutes." I hummed and found an end piece, when did she get so attentive with time? "Ashido lost and Bakugou's winning." I snickered and connected two end pieces, "Pray for Tokoyami then, if Katsuki's not going easy on his boyfriend then who knows how he's gonna act around an 'extra'" She was silent for a few more minutes and we managed to get half of the top edge finished. I was surprised she was even able to connect the pieces since she couldn't see the colors. "Wake up, Bakugou won and your match is up next." I sighed and stood up, "No plan this time?" I shook my head and cracked my neck, being careful of how hard I rolled it, "It's Shoto, nothing's gonna work on him and even if something did, I don't wanna go up against Katsuki." She looked up at me. "You plan on stepping out?" I could feel my conscious return to me and I smirked,

"I'm gonna talk to him for a bit and then I'll step out, he should already know who's gonna win."

More darkness flooded my senses and soon the harsh light of the sun stung my eyes. I blinked rapidly and yawned while I stood up and made quick work of popping my back, I patted Aoyama on the shoulder and glared at Denki as I stepped out of our box. I knew I could've gone to the waiting rooms but I didn't wanna be alone while waiting for a fight to end and my own to start. I found the tunnel again easily without having to look up from my feet too often, I knew how this fight was gonna end but I just hoped it didn't end with me being badly hurt. I walked out of the tunnel and remembered Iida's glasses on the front of my suit and I fumbled to get them on my face. I walked up the stairs, When I first met him I wondered how Shoto got a perfect line down the middle for his hair then soon got embarrassed when I realized it was natural. His face showed no emotions as Present Mic started up again, "The first match of the semifinals! One from a hero family and the other, well, no one knows who she is! It's a battle between the elite and the commoner!" I grimaced, "Middle-class isn't 'a commoner'! I could've very well been a high-class!" I snorted into my hand, "Maybe, if you were a Pro Hero and not a villain." I felt Akasuki roll her eyes, "I was damn good at being a robber and a justice speaker and I know what the high life's like! I'd rather die a second time than spend a day with those pompous assholes! And the correct term is 'vigilante'." I smiled at her exaggeration. "From the hero course, it's Shoto Todoroki! Versus-- Also from the hero course, it's Shiria Higashi!"

Shoto Todoroki

Quirk: Half-Cold Half-Hot: He can generate ice on his right side and fire on the left side. Drawback: He favors ice over fire even when fire would be a better choice. He has a hard time controlling fire because of the lack of practice with his fire.

Age: 15

I looked down and peered over the top of Iida's glasses, trying to do that anime glare with the lenses that I know I couldn't do but that didn't stop me from trying. "Start!" I held up my hand before Shoto did anything, "Wait! Wait! Hold on!" He waited for me to say something, "Look, we both know who's gonna win-" I gestured to him "-So do we really even need to fight?" He glared and I sighed, "I saw what you did to Izuku and, frankly, I'd rather not have what he had. Let's, just, talk?" I spread my arms out but Shoto crouched and put his hand on the ground, a wall of ice blocked one side while he repeated the action for the other side. I resisted the urge to yawn. I hated the cold but respected the control Shoto had over it. "So... Is that a yes? Can we talk?" He didn't make any more moves so I took my chance, "Great! Just so you know I'm not trying to lower your guard to attack you or anything. I mean, have you seen how weak my electricity is? I'm surprised I even made it into the hero course! Let alone Class A!" I laughed full heartily but the edge to my words was still there, even though I was the one that said it, it still stung. I wondered what I sounded like to him. He was one of the two people I couldn't trick but his own emotionless features gave nothing away, was my voice too cheerful? Did the laugh even fool him? Could he see the way-