The Hawk and The Falcon *DISCONTINUED*

|27| Toucan Play At That Airborne Battle

"Hey, Falcon~"

"Shut up."

"Eh~? But I wanna talk to you-"

"We can talk later, Keigo, after this fight," she snapped, narrowing her eyes as he sighed. A tense silence filled the air as he gazed at his younger sister, a sly smirk dawning on his youthful features, perplexing his younger sister.

"Well, isn't this hawkward?"

An irk mark appeared.

"Toucan play at that game," a sly smirk came on her face as her teachers sweat-dropped, gawking at the pair in disbelief. He chuckled.

"How emusing, you think you can wing this fight?"

"What can I say, I'm a chick off the old block."

"IT'S A BATTLE FOR THE BIRD PUNS!" shrieked Mic, the teachers groaning as Aizawa whacked his head, irritated, though that didn't stop him from continuing, "I WONDER WHAT FALCON AND HAWKS HAVE UP THEIR SLEEVES... OR SHOULD I SAY, THEIR WINGS?!"

"You're giving me a headache," grumbled Aizawa, knowing that it was pointless to argue against the boisterous man. They continued watching them as Nezu hummed, his smile never leaving his face. The teachers sweat-dropped, wondering if their boss knew what it meant to not be so chipper all the time.

"Two people with the exact same Quirk... it depends on their individual levels, not including their Quirks," he explained further, "you would consider things such as physical strength, endurance, speed, skillfulness..."

"If you look at things that way, wouldn't Hawks be more powerful?"

"Hmm... I'd say they're pretty equal," disagreed Mic, finally lowering his voice, his frown deepening, "they're both incredibly similar, their personalities and powers would be equal, considering they were trained by the same people, not to mention Hawks was also one of her trainers... however, I'd say that he has better endurance than her, considering his experience."

"Yamada is right," agreed Nezu, "with Falcon still being a high school student, and not attending U.A. for not that long, she isn't as experienced as her classmates or her older brother, who was ranked in the Top 10 when he was only 18, shortly after producing his own Hero Agency."

"Not to mention," pointed out Power Loader, "she's losing stamina. She used up her energy in her fights against us teachers, so she's growing more and more tired as the battle continues."

"Makes sense... I'll have to include increasing stamina as part of the training," hummed Eraser Head, his colleagues sweat-dropping at his sudden yet predictable change in attitude.

Now, back to the airborne battle.

She leaned in close to his ear, confusing him. A moment later, he stared at her, mortified as she had a light blush painted on her cheeks. He blinked, his feathers ruffling as his eye twitched in annoyance, the girl's heart thumping nervously as she secretly readied two blades, sending a rush of wind towards him. He stumbled back, flapping his wings as he stared at her from across the arena.

"Hold on, there's no way that's true, right?!"

"I'm not telling, Keigo~" she sang, poking her tongue out playfully as a tick mark appeared, narrowly dodging one of each other's feathers. The man growled, feeling a feather whiz past him, drawing blood on his cheek as he squinted through the flurry of feathers that blurred his vision. A feather delicately picked up his visors and tossed it across the room, the man's eye twitching.

"Cheeky little brat," he snickered, coughing up a small amount of blood, deciding not to fight back as she pinned him against the wall breathlessly.

"Hawks vs Falcon. Victor: Falcon."

~TIMESKIP~

"You shouldn't believe everything a person tells you, Keigo."

"You-that was a dirty trick!"

She hummed, satisfied as her homeroom teacher sweat-dropped, motioning for her to follow him to the parking lot, where he would be driving her back to the school.

"Well... you got your Hero License, so I guess that's something to be proud of," he ruffled her hair, the girl swatting his hand away with a small pout, "I'll follow you guys to the parking lot."

There was silence as the trio walked down the stairs, the trio staring forward as the girl suddenly felt very uncomfortable. She nudged her brother's side, bringing his jacket down so that she could whisper in her ear without the man noticing.

"Hey, nothing's come from the League, right?"

"No-well, yea, but it's a small mission I have to go on..."

"Did you go?"

"I'm going after this."

She nodded.

"Hey, what you said earlier was a lie, right?" Hawks spoke louder, noticing how Eraser Head cocked a brow curiously, though he remained his usual poker face and tired expression. She gave him a blank stare, smirking mischievously.

"Maybe, maybe not~"

"C'mon, Fal, don't do this to me," he whined. She placed a finger to her lips as she waved, stating that they'd text each other later. The boy merely rubbed the back of his neck as he huffed, watching the girl's retreating back as she walked over to the car with Eraser Head. A small, proud smile made its way onto his usually cocky face as he turned around, his sister's words confusing him.

"I'm dating ******** *****."

He smiled.

Nah, there's no way.

Right?