Saving Each Other (todoroki x oc)

Don't Blame Yourself

'She definitely has a plan,' I thought as I felt my brows furrow in confusion. 'But what is it exactly?'

Aizawa soon caught up to them and flung out a strand of his scarf towards Shoto. Just when I thought that they would be in trouble again, a a sparkle of ice appeared on Shoto's right hand. He quickly turned to face their opponent, stomping his right foot and sending out a huge icy barrage towards him.

'Ah Shoto's signature ice attack.' A smile appeared on my lips as I saw the familiar huge ice wall he had used back at the Sports Festival.

The ice covered over the streets and buildings, pushing Aizawa backwards onto a farther building and create a incredible barrier between them. I raised my brows as I saw Aizawa just sitting on the roof, not making any move to chase after Momo and Shoto. 'What is he doing?'

"Why isn't he chasing after them?" Ochaco questioned, sounding genuinely confused.

"Maybe he overused his eyes," Izuku suggested.

'It almost looks like he's giving them a chance to defeat him.' My brows furrowed more as the confusion grew bigger. Then, I saw dark shadowy figures appear on the screen and a wide smile stretched my lips. 'They are using disguises so Aizawa won't be able to use his quirk since he can't see them. Smart.'

Aizawa then leapt off the rooftop and started to make his way towards the pair. He swung out his cloths and wrapped around the black clothes, revealing Momo underneath the disguises, crouching beside a catapult with a white bundle of cloth flying in it's basket.

"The top halves were mannequins!" Izuku exclaimed, clearly impressed and amazed from their plan.

I watched Momo pull the trigger, but missed, panic washing over her face. I thought at that very moment they were screwed but instead of attacking, Aizawa jumped away, giving Momo a second chance to launch her catapult.

My eyes widened at the familiar cloth that she had launched towards the teacher. 'It's the same as Aizawa's cloth.' I watched the cloth wrap around him in all different directions as Momo yell out something. I saw bright red flames ignite underneath the other black blanket, heading straight towards Aizawa. But they weren't aiming for him. Suddenly, it all clicked in my brain.

I closely watched the strands of white material stiffen as Shoto's flames hit them, wrapping around and around and around him until he was completely restrained in the white bindings.

"Nitinol alloy," I murmured, recognizing the familiar metal.

"Huh?" Ochaco and Izuku both looked at me with complete puzzled expressions from my mumbling.

"The cloths that she made are made up of Nitinol alloy," I explained as I saw Shoto and Momo stand in front of a very immobilized Aizawa. "When it reacts with heat, it returns back to its original shape in a instant."

'Good job, guys.' I silently praised my friends as I saw them place the cuffs on Aizawa's hands, completing their exam.

A loud siren went off as Izuku and Ochaco cried with joy.

"Team Todoroki and Yaoyorozu pass the final exam."

"Well, I guess I should go find Aoyama," Ochaco sighed, turning to head out. "Aw jeez. We are up next and we don't have a plan..."

"I'm sure you will be fine, Ochaco," I gave her a reassuring smile. "Have a little more faith in yourself. You have improved so much since the Sports Festival and internships. You're going to kill this exam."

"Thanks, Sakura. That means a lot coming from you," Ochaco smiled, her brown eyes shimmering.

"Anytime." I said, giving her a push towards the door. "Now go and show them that frightening fighting spirit!"