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"THIS IS IT, FOLKS!" Present Mic's voice screamed, vibrating with so much energy it felt like the stadium itself was shaking. "THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! AFTER A DAY OF UNBELIEVABLE ACTION, IT ALL COMES DOWN TO THIS! THE FINAL BATTLE TO DECIDE THE CHAMPION OF THE U.A. SPORTS FESTIVAL!"
In the waiting tunnel, Akaza stood calmly as the announcement for Rumi's entrance blared. She turned to him, her usual feral grin softened by a genuine excitement that danced in her eyes.
"Don't you dare hold back on me, Aki," she said, her voice a low, serious promise.
She leaned in, and instead of a playful punch, she gave him a soft, lingering kiss on the cheek. "I'm going to win."
With that, she turned and jogged out into the blinding stadium lights.
"FIRST, LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE FINALIST WHO HAS DOMINATED WITH BLINDING SPEED AND DEVASTATING POWER! SHE'S THE RABBIT QUEEN OF THE ARENA! FROM CLASS 1-A, RUMI USAGIYAMA!"
The crowd roared as she bounced onto the stage, waving with a confidence that bordered on arrogance. She was soaking it all in, loving every second of it.
"AND HER OPPONENT! THE MAN WHO HASN'T LOST A SINGLE ROUND, THE UNDEFEATED, UNDISPUTED KING OF THE FIRST YEARS! HE'S A MASTER OF MARTIAL ARTS WITH A QUIRK TO MATCH! ALSO FROM CLASS 1-A, IT'S AKAZAAAAAA!"
Akaza walked out, his expression calm, but his black eyes were fixed on Rumi with an intensity that promised a true battle. This wasn't just a match; it was the culmination of years of rivalry, friendship, love, and training.
They met in the center of the stage, a silent understanding passing between them. The playful banter was gone. All that remained was respect and the burning desire to win.
"THE STAGE IS SET! THE FIGHTERS ARE READY! FOR THE TITLE OF CHAMPION… LET THE FINAL BATTLE… BEGIN!"
There was no opening move. There was no hesitation. In the same instant, they both vanished.
Soru.
Shock Pulse: Soru
To the crowd, they were just blurs of black and white, followed by the sharp crack of impacts that echoed through the arena. Akaza's fists, flowing with the grace of the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, met Rumi's legs, which moved in a mirror image of the same style, deflecting and parrying with impossible precision.
"I CAN'T EVEN SEE THEM!" Mic shrieked. "THEY'RE MOVING TOO FAST! IT'S A SUPERSONIC CHESS MATCH OF PURE SKILL!"
"They're using matching techniques," Aizawa analyzed, his eyes narrowed, tracking their movements where most couldn't. "Right now, neither can land a clean hit. This is a battle of stamina and control."
A leg sweep from Rumi aimed to take out Akaza's footing was met by a low parry from Akaza's forearm, redirecting her momentum. He tried to capitalize with a jab, but the sole of Rumi's foot was already there, deflecting his fist upwards. They were a whirlwind of controlled violence, a perfect stalemate where every attack was answered with a flawless defense.
In the stands, the other students watched in stunned silence.
"This is… a completely different level," Kirishima muttered, his respect for both of them growing with every missed blow.
Bakugo's hands were clenched so tight his knuckles were white, his teeth grinding. He wasn't just angry anymore. A cold, bitter feeling was settling in his gut. This is what I'm aiming for, he thought, a mix of fury and despair swirling within him. And they're already here. They're fighting with a level of skill I haven't even begun to touch. It was a profound, frustrating sadness.
Izuku looked down at his own scarred hand, the feeling of powerlessness washing over him again. He had broken his body, fought with everything he had, just to compete. And here, they were moving with a surgical precision that made his desperate smashes look like a child's tantrum. The gap wasn't just about power; it was about mastery. He felt deeply, crushingly depressed.
Shoto, however, watched with a fiery intensity in his eyes. He wasn't discouraged. He was inspired. He saw them not just fighting, but reveling in the battle, a joy he had only just discovered. "So that's the top," he whispered to himself. A determined grin spread across his face. "I'll catch up to you, Akaza. You're my rival now."
The stalemate on the stage finally broke. Realizing pure technique wouldn't be enough, they both escalated. Akaza created distance, unleashing a barrage of Destructive Death: Air Type shockwaves. Rumi, her legs now glowing with a faint red aura, didn't dodge. She met them head-on, her powerful kicks like pistons, shattering the projectiles of compressed air with concussive blasts of her own.
"AND THEY'RE BRINGING OUT THE BIG GUNS! AKAZA'S SHOCKWAVES ARE BEING MET BY USAGIYAMA'S AURA-ENHANCED KICKS!"
She shot forward, closing the distance, and the fight became a brutal exchange of power. An aura-infused kick that could shatter concrete was met by a shockwave-infused punch that could pulverize steel. Each impact sent spiderwebs of cracks across the stage, the air itself vibrating with the force of their blows. They were no longer just parrying; they were trying to break each other's guard.
In his office, Nezu watched on a massive monitor, a high-pitched, manic laugh echoing in the empty room. "YES! YES! THIS IS THE PINNACLE OF POTENTIAL! THIS IS TRUE POWER! THE NEXT GENERATION IS HERE!"
All Might, watching from a private booth, was speechless, a trickle of blood dripping from his mouth unnoticed. The level of power, speed, and technical skill on display was something he would expect from seasoned pros in their prime, not first-year students. He was deeply, truly impressed.
Akaza activated Compass Needle, the snowflake pattern flaring to life beneath him, glowing with an intense blue light. His movements became even more precise, his ability to predict her attacks now bordering on precognition. He saw the twitch in her shoulder, the shift in her weight, and knew her next move before she made it. Rumi, feeling the shift, responded in kind. Her red aura exploded outwards, no longer a simple glow but an inferno of raw power engulfing her legs.
"Let's end this, Aki!" she roared, her voice filled with exhilaration.
"Give me everything you've got, Carrots!" he yelled back, a wide, challenging grin on his face.
They separated one last time, gathering their strength for a final, decisive clash. Rumi crouched low, pouring every last drop of her stamina into her legs. The principles of the Water Stream Fist, the instantaneous speed of Soru, and the raw, explosive power of her Aura Reinforcement, she merged it all into one ultimate attack. She became a comet of pure red energy, shooting across the stage in a move that was both beautiful and terrifying.(Imagine something like Guy's kick in Naruto)
Akaza took a deep breath, his own body crackling with blue shockwave energy. He drew both his fists back to his waist, channeling all his power into them. He prepared his Destructive Death: Twin Impact, a technique designed to destroy an opponent from the inside out. But in that split second, he held back the most lethal aspect of it, converting the internal destruction into pure, overwhelming concussive force. It would be devastating, but it wouldn't be a lethal blow.
They collided.
For a moment, the world was consumed by a silent, blinding flash of red and blue light. The pressure in the stadium dropped, and a wave of heat and energy washed over the front rows. Then came the sound, a cataclysmic explosion that was felt more than it was heard, a shockwave that rolled through the entire stadium, shaking it to its very foundations.(Too much?)
When the smoke and dust finally began to clear, the audience held its breath. The center of the stage was gone, replaced by a massive, smoking crater. Akaza was standing, though just barely, his arms trembling a little. At his feet, Rumi lay unconscious, a peaceful, satisfied smile on her face.
Sorry, carrots, but I may have held back a bit
Akaza, though, scratching his hair.
A beat of absolute silence hung over the stadium. Then, Midnight's voice, amplified by the speakers, cut through the tension.
"THE WINNER OF THE U.A. SPORTS FESTIVAL… IS AKAZA!"
The stadium erupted. The silence was shattered by a tidal wave of cheers, not just for the winner, but for both fighters. They chanted Akaza's name. They chanted Rumi's name.
In the stands, Kenji was roaring with laughter, tears of pride streaming down his face. Miriko and Kazuko were holding each other, sobbing with unrestrained joy. And the kids from the orphanage were jumping up and down, screaming their hero's name at the top of their lungs.
Akaza looked down at Rumi, his expression soft. He gently scooped her up into his arms and began to walk towards the exit, the roar of the crowd his background music. He had won. They had both won.
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SO?? WHO WAS THE FINAL FIGHT? WHILE AKAZA DID NOT GO ALL-OUT. HE DID ENOUGH TO SATISFY THE RABBIT.
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