The Hope Barely Found

Batch of Baka's

Mina and Momo slowly circled around each other. Mina being the first to move, doing a spin then turning last second to the right, darting forward to jab Momo between the shoulder blades before she could react. Mina hit her aim dead-on and Momo grit her teeth as she jumped backwards a fraction too late, allowing for Mina to sneak her leg out and successfully trip Momo before leaping back to dodge Momo's own fist.

Momo swung forward again only to stop mid swing and copy Mina by kicking her leg out, catching Mina in the stomach. She sucked in a breath desperately as her airway tightened.

"Nice shot," Mina praised, wheezing quietly.

Momo smiled gratefully before jumping back forward at Mina, sending a straight kick to her stomach that Mina gracefully jumped backwards to avoid.

Todoroki felt like this was more of a violent dance battle then a fight. Shinso silently thought the same.

Mina and Momo continued their little dance around the arena, kicking and diving and jumping. It was surprisingly captivating.

When the announcements clicked on to end the fight, everyone was shocked, and their heads swiveled to the girls. It took a moment before a low murmuring started as the audience realized Momo had one foot out of line with her back bent backwards from her latest dodge. She sighed in defeat.

"That's too bad. You were quite impressive out there." Momo straightened herself and smoothed out her uniform, holding a hand out for Mina to shake.

Mina ignored it and wrapped her arms tightly around Momo. "You did fantastic! We should do this again sometime!"

Momo held a hand over her mouth as she let out a small laugh. "Of course!"

The two girls exited the stage whispering to each other and laughing.

"THUS ENDS THIS ROUND!" Mic yelled. "AND ONTO THE NEXT!"

Izuku's attention snapped back to the stage as Uraraka stood across from Katsuki. This would be... interesting.

Katsuki and Uraraka stood across from each other as a small breeze pushed their hair to the side. Izuku almost rolled his eyes at the dramatics.

"You're going down, round cheeks!"

"In your dreams, Bakugo!" Uraraka made the first move, running forward and ducking to avoid Katsuki's right hook and hitting him right in the stomach before leaping back. Katsuki reacted by taking his own leap towards her and swinging over and over, throwing fists out. He caught her successfully in the cheek once before she got out of the way. Smoke started to deep around the ring, blurring the audiences vision from the fight.

"Uh, is that supposed to happen?" Mic's voice rang out. He turned only to find Aizawa gone.

The smoke only lasted a few seconds before disappearing into the air. When it cleared, small rocks started flying at Katsuki. He stared in confusion at Uraraka who had a small pile of rubble next to her feet and a determined look on her face.

"Really?!" Katsuki asked, not even mad just dumbfounded.

Uraraka shrugged. "They never said no."

Uraraka threw another rock and ran at Katsuki as he ducked, sending a well aimed, high kick at his head. It hit Katsuki dead on but he responded by flipping her behind him and causing her to crash against the ground. Blood trickled down her cheek and she gave a small grunt as she forced herself back up. This continued for a while before Katsuki took the obvious lead. Uraraka was beat up and bloodied but she kept persisting despite her injuries.

The audience started to yell. "WHO DOES THAT TO A GIRL?!"

"That's such a villainous move!"

"Not cool, man!"