Fight on!

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He took a deep breath before he stepped out into the arena.

The audience was cheering and he could hear that Present Mic. was screaming some kind of introduction.

He let all these sensations rush through his mind, not willing to leave his little bubble of relaxation and freedom.

It hadn't taken long until all his walls had crumbled and he had broken down crying in front of the villain and told him with sobs shaking his voice everything he had brushed off until then. 

And Surveye just had taken care of him and gave him all the time he needed to calm down again.

The rest of the break had been spent by sitting on the abandoned stairs, laying in each other's arms and soaking in the comfort that came with the closeness of each other.

Izuku had given him a kiss on the head and a wish for good luck with the fights before he returned to his seat.
After that, he had gone away but their time together left a nice feeling of warmness; of warmness, dried tears and calmly beating hearts.

Ojiro was standing on the opposite end of the concrete-platform.

His teil was twitching lazily like one of a cat that was sleeping in the sun.

His classmate seemed to be confident.

He wondered what made him think he could win this…?

"The rules are easy but listen closely!
If you can get your opponent out of bounds or immobilize them, you win.
You always can give up.
Should there be the danger of one being injured we're going to stop the fight.
Understood? Good!"

The woman took a step backward and cracked her whip.

"Fight!"

Immediately he left his bubble behind and spread his arms wide as Ojiro charged at him.

As soon as it started it was over.

With one smooth movement, he created a dome of fire so that his opponent could not flee by jumping and at the same time his ice rushed towards the other teen to catch and trap him.

He let his arms sink and examined the small iceberg that was increasing his classmate and immobilizing him.

"Ojiro, are you still able to fight?", questions Midnight, most likely a formality.

"H-how s-sh-should I?", asked the blonde with clattering teeth.

"Ojiro is unable to fight, our winner is Todoroki!"

The victor already had melted a big part of the ice and turned around with a stoic expression as Ojiro freed himself from the remaining layers of frozen water.

The stadium was silent.

But then one person started to clap and to cheer.

Shouto watched how his father went to the parapet and added his own claps. 

Hesitantly the crowd followed and slowly the clapping gained in volume, the teen couldn't fight a little smile.

Thank you, Izuku.

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The next fight was Shinso versus Kaminari.

The combination actually gave everyone a good idea of how it went.

As the fighters stood in front of each other the one with the lilac hair just yelled: "On a good fight."

"Yeah-…!", and the rest of the surely enthusiastic answer was replaced by an empty look.

"Walk out of bounds."

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