Energy (D.P./M.H.A.)

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Midoriya had changed tactics since the start of the match. Instead of going for a frontal attack, he had started sprinting around the field, hoping to catch Danny off-guard. Unfortunately for Midoriya, Danny's reflexes and predictions were on point, and Midoriya couldn't get a single hit in.

Danny, however, was not even trying to get a hit in. He just sidestepped Midoriya's charges at him and was already moving to dodge the next one. The edges of the field seemed to be closing in on him, and he moved towards the corner as he kept dodging. At seeing Midoriya charge at him with full, speed, he ducked.

Midoriya's feet had already left the ground, and there was little he could do to stop his trajectory out of the field. Rolling when he hit the floor, he looked at Aizawa with a defeated face as he got back up again. "I went out of bounds, didn't I?" he asked, already accepting defeat.

"No."

Danny's head shot from Midoriya to Aizawa. "We can use the whole room?"

"Yes."

Danny saw Midoriya formulating a whole new tactic in his head within a few seconds, and he had to blink a few times to fully grasp the situation. Midoriya hadn't gone out of bounds? They could use the entire room? Not just the field? He hadn't won yet?

"Wait, what?"

Midoriya had already shot up from where he stood, hopping from the floor to the ceiling to the walls, on the floor, and back to the wall again. 'One of the Pros uses this technique non-stop,' he thought as he kept bouncing, 'moving so fast his opponent couldn't see him coming anymore.' He held onto the wall closest to the field and concentrated as he looked at his target, breathed out, and pushed off the wall. 'Gran Torino, don't fail me now.'

Midoriya's research into Gran Torino's style proved to be useful as Danny had to whirl around at not spotting Midoriya in his field of vision anymore, and came face to face with said teen shooting towards him. Resisting the urge to turn intangible, he held up his hands in a reflex and closed his eyes, nearly praying his powers wouldn't bail out on him. Feeling the surge of energy move from inside him to around him, he grunted and moved his arms to besides him.

Midoriya was quick enough to move his legs forward and came to a crouch on the side of the dome Danny had formed around him. "That was so quick!" he exclaimed.

"Thank you."

The dome grew in size, and quick. Midoriya was catapulted off and skidded to a halt a good ten meters away. His head snapped up as he stood up, watching how Danny created small shields out of the dome that circled him, a ball of Energy growing in his palm. Midoriya swallowed. He knew exactly just how powerful that small thing could be, and there was no way he could determine just how powerful this particular one was until it would hit its target and explode.

Which was probably gonna be him.

He started hopping around again, hoping to confuse Danny with his movements, but Danny didn't move from his spot and didn't even try to follow Midoriya with his eyes. Could he track where he was? As if Danny had tagged him? Could he use his own emitted Energy as a tracker, feeling where it was? The possibilities were endless--

Danny made a small shield shoot from their formation around him and head-butted Midoriya onto the ground. He winced as the teen made impact with the floor, but made no move to help him up. The small shield retracted, and Danny cocked his head as Midoriya coughed and wobbly stood back up again. "You good?" he asked, feeling a bit guilty.

"Fine!" Midoriya replied, a determined smile on his face. "That was so cool," he breathed to himself. Manipulating one's own emitted powers so that it made a platform instead of a powerful attack was something he had never really considered, mostly since the experience he had with emitters were from Bakugou, and he couldn't exactly do that.

He could only imagine his face if he were seeing this right now.

"Go, Danny!" Midoriya's gaze found Tucker, who came skipping in with Sam trailing behind him. She seemed agitated for some reason, and when she saw Danny, she nearly exploded on the spot. The un-yelled 'what' hung heavily in the air, and Danny faltered. Midoriya's heart sped up.

This was his chance.

He swiftly crouched and shot forward for a frontal attack again, and with Danny distracted by his friends entering the room, he was too late to see Midoriya charge. Midoriya pulled a fist back and went for it with all his might.

His fist connected with Danny.

Midoriya kept moving, after Danny, who slammed with the wall with his back. Midoriya tripped over his feet and fell forward, arms stretched out before him. He blinked at the new perspective and found Danny looking down on him. "You always that clumsy?" Danny laughed.

"Usually, yes," Midoriya replied with a smile, grunting as he sat back up. Aizawa had run over, Sam and Tucker shooting out past him.

"That was one hell of a hit," Tucker noted as he crossed his arms and looked down at the two on the floor. "And Midoriya didn't even need to get hit to go down."

"Bad, Tucker," Sam said without looking at him. Her hands were itching to take Danny's right one, and he gave it to her with a small apologetic smile. "I thought I told you to not make the freaking fireballs with your gloves still at Hatsume," she gritted out. "Stupid."

"He needs it on loop in his head to remember not to," Tucker laughed, dancing away from Sam's smacking hand.

"Are you two alright?" Aizawa was suddenly in front of Midoriya, and he blinked back.

"I-I'm alright!" Midoriya hurriedly replied at seeing his teacher's look. "I just...tripped over my own feet. That's all."

"He burned his hand and got slammed into a wall," Sam replied before Danny could say he was fine. She shot a glare before he could deny it. "Recovery Girl is going to have yet another field day because of you."

"He hit me!"

"Don't get distracted, then," Aizawa piped in with a glint in his eyes. He then sighed and stood up. "We should get both of you to Recovery Girl. And no more tripping, Midoriya."

Midoriya laughed. "I'll try."