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Ch.43- Star Cross Fighters

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3rd Person POV
Throughout the sports festival, Katsuki and Izuku had been winning each and ever match they had. Neither of them realizing the most obvious goal that'll be happening—

"We're going against each other." Izuku said, earning a raised eyebrow from Katsuki. The blonde shrugged off the idea and focused himself on the arena.

"I don't want to hurt you." Izuku said, Katsuki's attention easily focused back on him.

"Your not hurting me: It's a fight, Izuku. I'm be fine." Katsuki tried to reassure the other shaking male before he stared crying. Again.

Katsuki had already somewhat known that they would be against each other in the finals, he just didn't know how Izuku would react if he actually bothered letting him know. So, he kept it to himself.

In a matter of moments, the final rounds were already coming up, and Izuku and Katsuki looked at each other with a sorrow filled looked.

"Hey you guys. Start making your way down there." jiro announces, the two boys getting up from their seats and following order.

Silence filled the way, except for the controlled sounds of their footsteps down the hallway. Neither even daring to say a word—

"I love you."

Katsuki blurted out, stopping in his tracks and looking over at Izuku who, was caught of guard by the sudden information. He turned back to Katsuki, giving him a smile.

"I love you too."

Izuku quickly pecked Katsuki's cheek, rushing off to the other side of the arena. Leaving Katsuki alone in the hallway. It felt almost surreal to the taller male. He didn't think he'd make it this far. He thought he would just kill himself and that'd be the end. But inside, he got the boy of his dreams, friends who truly care for him, and a somewhat better mindset.

Though, as much as the blonde wanted to admit that his depression was getting better, in all honesty, he'd be lying. The voices surely weren't as loud but the ringing in his ears. The flashbacks he'd have that would startle him awake at night, causing him to have a anxiety attack in the bathroom. So bad it would cause him to vomit.

The thought of his anxiety attacks simply made him shiver. But he pushed those thoughts away from him, and tried to focus himself on the real focus here. Winning this festival. His footsteps echoed down the hallway, until his body was face to face with that god damn arena door.

Only a wall away from his goal.

Doing a few stretches, he listened closely for his introduction. When both boys were finally announced, the wide doors opened. With Katsuki strutting his way out and Izuku fiddling with his fingers. Both stood in front of the other, staring the other down.

"So, deku. You ready for me to beat your ass again?" Katsuki's cocky personality bursted through his voice, giving a venomous smirk towards his loveable fiancé.

"Whatever you say, Kacchan." Izuku said, a cocky grin plastered on his face.

"HERE YOU HAVE IT FOLKS! THE FINAL YOU ALL BE WAITING FOR (the scene that hasn't happened in the anime yet)! ITS IZUKU MIDORYIA VS KATSUKI BAKUGO!"

The crowds cheers sung through the arena. Some even placing beats in the two that were surprisingly high.

"AND NOW, THE FINAL ROUND OF THE SPORTS FESTIVAL—"