In which [Name] unknowingly pisses off an old... 'friend.'

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Present Mic screamed out, and the crowd cheered. However, [Name] could see and hear the questionable mutters amongst the audience. It was only natural, since details from her personal life had been spilled out into the news for everyone to see, but she ignored them as cheeks became more rosy colored due to the mass amounts of blood gushing through her. She usually tried to increase her blood flow and open her veins right before a big battle.

The untamed flames from the stage torches flickered in [Name]'s focused (e/c) eyes as she glared straight at the pinkette standing across from her.

"VERSUS... FULLY EQUIPPED WITH SUPPORT ITEMS, MEI HATSUME FROM THE SUPPORT COURSE!"

{Name] saw Mei chuckle under her breath and flip a mic close to her face. The (h/c) haired girl's muscles tensed. She didn't know where the sudden rush of anger came, but all she wanted to do was punch the smirk off the girl's face.

"READY...GO!"

Wasting no time, [Name] immediately dashed towards Mei, but she was... Talking. Into the microphone. [Name] gathered energy in her palm, but as she was about to punch Mei, the pink girl suddenly clicked a button on one of the support items she had equipped.

"I can easily dodge her with my hydraulic attachments!" The girl said as she flew into the air.

[Name], now very annoyed, lunged at the girl again, screaming some profanities, but the pink haired girl whipped out a gun and aimed it at her. As she pulled the trigger, a red net shot out of it and encased [Name].

"HEY! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS, YOU BITCH?!" The girl screamed angrily as she rolled left and right on the ground like a sack of potatoes.

"It's a net gun for capturing villains!" She exclaimed happily, looking up towards the support companies.

The (h/c) haired girl tore apart the net by using a great force of energy. She had to give it to Mei-her inventions were kind of cool. But right now, Mei was her opponent and rival, and her stupid gadgets were only frustrating [Name].

[Name] huffed like a bull and made a run towards Mei. The pink haired girl's white boots powered up, and she jumped up high into the sky. [Name] quickly used her quirk on her palms and aimed them down towards the ground, then shot the dangerous, energy packed plasma whirls onto the ground, which threw her up in the air, much like Bakugo and his explosions.

"And using these white boots, I can- OOMPH!" Mei's odd yellow eyes opened wide as she crashed to the ground, [Name] on top of her. The two wrestled for a bit on the ground and [Name] found herself losing control since Mei was heavier than her. So she resorted to the last possible option to keeping the pinkette down.

"WHY ARE YOU SITTING ON ME?!" Mei screamed as [Name] simply glared at her and crossed her arms. Then, getting bored of smothering the pink haired girl, she picked her up by the legs and flung her out of the arena border.

"Goodbye." [Name] huffed as she walked out of the arena.

"A WIN FOR [NAME] AIZAWA!"

The crowd screamed, and [Name] walked back to her seat. Bakugo stomped over and grabbed her by the collar, lifting her up to his height. The female looked at him boredly while her feet dangled a good height from the ground.

"HEY! WHAT WAS THAT? YOU TOTALLY COPIED ME!" He fumed, referring to the enhancement move she had pulled.

[Name] gave the blonde a genuine smile. The tips of her soft, pink lips curled upwards and the oceans of (e/c) that were always hidden behind her eyelids sparkled. Caught off guard, Bakugo dropped her to the ground carelessly.

"Bakugo!" Kirishima scolded, and helped [Name] up. Bakugo stalked off to his seat angrily, crossing his arms and glaring to the side.

"[NAME]! YOU DID SO GOOD!" Izuku smiled innocently and took her hands. The girl blushed a bit, suddenly shy.

"T-thank you.." She said, smiling softly. Meanwhile, everyone was having a crisis because since when did [Name] get randomly shy?

"Alright.. It's about time for me to get down there.." Kirishima said confidently, fist pumping the air. "I'll make sure to put up a good fight!"

[Name] suddenly pounced on him and wrapped her arms around him.

"I know you'll do good Kiri!"

And so with a pounding heart and a flushed face, the red haired boy made his way down to the arena to fight Tetsutetsu. Present Mic introduced the two the same way, much to Kirishima's disappointment. Then, when they got the signal to start, both of them activated their quirks and started aiming punches at each other.

It ended with both of them on the floor, bloody. A tie.

"A head to head fistfight! But it was a draw! And now, an arm wrestling match will settle the winner!"

The arm wrestling match was intense, but in the end, Tetsutetsu's steel hand had broken, and Kirishima won. The redhead walked back to the stands, sweaty, bloody, and smiling.

"Good job Kiri!" [Name] smiled, attacking him in a hug. Pink spread across his cheeks and he hugged her back, careful not to get any of his blood on her.

"Oh, you're hurt! Let me walk you to Recovery Girl's clinic!" The (h/c) haired girl said. The red haired boy tried to protest and insist that he was fine, but [Name] didn't listen. She gently grabbed Kirishima's hand and led him to the clinic.

"Oh, I guess she's not here? She must be tending to someone else. Here, I know where everything is, I'll clean you up myself." [Name] stated. She looked around to the shelves and sweatdropped to see the First Aid Kit on the topmost shelf.

"So anyone wanna tell me why this 3 foot tall lady has her stuff on the highest shelf?" The female sweatdropped, reaching up and standing on her tiptoes. Kirishima blushed and stared slightly as her P.E uniform rose up against her waist, displaying a strip of the (s/c) skin across her torso.

"H-here, I got it." The redhead quickly rushed in behind [Name] and grabbed the box from the shelf since he could reach it. [Name]'s heart pounded slightly faster, as his upper body was dangerously close to pressing up against her back.

There was an awkward moment where none of them moved.

"[Name]," Kirishima started gruffly. Lost in his desires, he looked down towards the shorter female and gently brushed her hair off the sensitive skin of her neck, not being able to stop himself from doing so.

[Name] immediately turned around to face him and blushed furiously. The two were so close that their noses were almost touching.

"S-sorry, I didn't mean to touch your hair without ask-"

"Please. Do it again.. It feels nice."

Kirishima smiled gently as he looked deep into the girl's glimmering, (e/c) eyes, and for a moment, the world stopped turning. He gently took the girl's hair in his gentle hands and played with it with care, gently combing it through with his fingers, gently ruffling it with love, even braiding it. A couple times, his soft and skilled fingers brushed against the delicate skin of her (s/c) neck, and she would have to bite back her sighs of satisfaction.

Meanwhile, [Name] had opened the medical kit and gotten out the rubbing alcohol, bandages, and gauze. While the red haired male was occupied with her hair, she gently dabbed a cotton ball dipped in rubbing alcohol on his cuts. He flinched a bit, but for the most part didn't even realize as he was so absorbed in [Name].

Finally, it was done. Kirishima was all cleaned and bandaged up.

"[Name]... Thank you." Kirishima smiled. The girl nodded in reply, fighting the urge to lean against his sturdiness and warmness. She couldn't help but have her mind slip to crazy scenarios, like if they were lovers, or something...

Kirishima looked like he wanted to say something, and his eyes slipped to [Name]'s velvety soft pink lips. Here he was, so close to her, their bodies almost completely pressed up against each other. They were looking into each other's eyes. He had always imagined this moment, as embarrassing as it was. From the day they had met each other, Kirishima adored the girl.

Couldn't she see he was in pain every time she was with another boy? Every minute she wasn't near him? Every time she laughed at a joke some other guy said because he got her sense of humor more than he did?

She was funny, gorgeous, kindhearted, and smart. She was blunt, harsh, loud, and shy at the same time. She was sweet and addictive, and Kirishima so badly wanted to run his hands through her hair, down her collarbone and smooth and soft hidden skin, telling her how beautiful she was.

[Name]'s eyebrows suddenly furrowed.

"Kiri, what's wrong? You look... Sad..."

Kirishima felt a pang in his heart as her eyes suddenly turned sad as well. He reached up and brushed a stray piece of (h/c) hair from her forehead. The two looked deep into each other's eyes, and Kirishima started to.. Lean... Closer...

"HEY!"

A loud slamming open of the door brought the two back to their senses. Kirishima widened his eyes and backed off the girl, but it was too late. Whoever was in the doorway had already seen them.

[Name] turned to see a boy staring at her and Kirishima with an emotion she couldn't comprehend.

"B-Bakugo?" She stuttered, cheeks still tinted pink.

"I was going to stop by before my match and tell you... Good job on your win." Bakugo said dryly, and walked away. [Name] chewed her lip nervously as the ashy blonde walked away, and her heart pounded.

"S-sorry Kiri." The girl said, finishing up the bandaging.

"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have... Gotten all up in your space like that." He replied, and gently touched his previously bloodied cheek. The feeling of her soft fingers putting on the bandage lingered. "And thanks."

"No problem!" The girl grinned and gave him a thumbs up, and his heart warmed. This was another great thing about being around [Name]- she never made things awkward.

As the two walked out and back into the stadium, Bakugo's match with Ochaco was just about to start. [Name] felt a pang of fear for her brunette friend. Her mind went back to her elementary and middle school days when she was bullied by Bakugo. But deep down inside, she knew Ochaco was strong enough to survive, and possibly win.

Just before the match started, Bakugo turned and met [Name]'s eyes, his crimson eyes boring into her skull, sending a shiver up her spine.

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