Attleton-Colosseum--Locked to Bakugou, Aizawa-sensei. Open to spectators...

[light_of_willpower]

Attleton Colosseum--a few hours after this thread.

The Colosseum was still not his favorite place--but this time Trunks was able to put the cheering crowds and atmosphere out of his mind. Mostly because as much as he wasn't impressed, he did know he shouldn't make stupid mistakes--like being cocky. Normally he wasn't nearly so childish anyways, but Bakugou just used up all his patience--especially when he threatened his friends.

Never mind they were probably idle-threats... Trunks has lost too many friends and too many others. Not that he would do much, beyond knocking the kid out if it came to that.

So as soon as Bakugo gave him a time, Trunks was headed to the colosseum and ready.

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[azure_dragon]

[Daiki is taking a break from teacher stuff to watch this. He's sitting up about midway in the stands, chin in his hand.]

[hot_handed]

[It had taken Bakugo a few hours to make sure he could sneak out of the apartment. As soon as he was free, he had wasted no time. It was a stupid idea, and the chances of Aizawa finding out and managing to locate him were high, but he was just so angry and he needed to get his aggression out somehow.

Still, it would be best if he did this quickly. Entering the Colosseum in his hero costume, he wore a tense scowl rather than his usual cocky smirk.]

Let's make this quick.

[light_of_willpower]

[Whereas Trunks is there in tank-top and combat-pants, and no sword. Because this wasn't a situation where he wanted to kill the other. There was no need, but damn if he wasn't annoyed and angry too.

If Bakugou is tense, Trunks is calm--eyes narrowed, stance loose and ready, watching the other. Studying.]

Last chance--you sure you want to do this?

[Because the lack of cocky-smirk is telling, but Trunks doesn't know this kid enough to know if it's because the other is nervous, or is actually serious.]

[hot_handed]

[He cocks his head to the side, trying to stretch his tense neck muscles. It doesn't really work, but whatever. His voice is still hoarse from earlier, so he tries to mask it with a growl.]

Stop stalling. I'll murder that smug look off your face.

[That's all the warning Trunks receives before Bakugo is flying at him and aims both hands out to create a devastating explosion in his direction.]

[light_of_willpower]

[What smug look? Unlike earlier, Trunks' expression is completely neutral this time. The explosion is impressive compared to what Trunks had seen in the Haunted House, he'll give the kid that. Planting himself, his aura flares--hair spiking up gold and eyes green, straight into the base super-saiyan form.

Hands up in turn, small blasts of ki meeting the explosion to help diffuse it.]

[hot_handed]

[No one said Bakugo always viewed the world realistically. The change in appearance does surprise him, but it doesn't impress him.

In fact, Trunks' ability in diffusing his explosion just frustrates him more. He glares at him, trying to gauge how much effort it takes Trunks to block his explosions, using more of his stored up nitroglycerin to build up on the explosion he's already creating.]

[light_of_willpower]

[Not as much as Bakugo'd hope probably. Trunks puts some more energy into his ki blast, and uses that as a smoke-screen of sorts. Letting the aura around him shield him and charging through the blasts to try and slug Bakugo in the gut.]

[hot_handed]

[As soon as Bakugo's visibility goes down, his guard goes up. Whatever the hell Trunks is using to block his attack isn't easing up, nor does he smell blood. He notices his fist at the last second and stops his attack, flipping back in the air and keeping his eyes on Trunks while the smoke clears.]

[light_of_willpower]

[Oh you want to take this to the air? That's doable, Trunks following Bakugo up and moving to close for hand-to-hand again. There's nothing to indicate how he's flying either, except that same hint of golden-aura around him that's been present since his hair spiked up.

He's moving to hit hard and hit fast, and take Bakugo back down to the ground.]

[hot_handed]

[This place is obnoxious with its overpowered assholes, but that just makes Bakugo more determined to beat him, as the strongest always win. He starts blocking, but is eventually grabbed. As soon as he is, he turns once they're near the ground and places his palms flat on the surface to ignite the earth from underneath them, creating a smokescreen of debris and rock. The explosion was powerful enough to leave a gaping crater.]

[light_of_willpower]

[That's definitely familiar--gaping craters. Trunks lets himself come to the ground, adopting that loose defensive stance again. Not trusting the smoke-screen, as Bakugo was at least showing he wasn't dumb. Just stupid on occasion.]

Think it's been 2 minutes yet?

[hot_handed]

[And Bakugo uses that smokescreen to get behind him.]

Die.

[However, rather than attack him, once Trunks turns around he'll be met with Bakugo's stun grenade attack, which he uses to hopefully temporarily blind his vision for the few seconds to come.]

[light_of_willpower]

[Getting behind him and the close up attack are both old tricks Trunks has seen before. Bracing himself, and while it's true his vision is obscured--he can still sense Bakugo. And hear him. And smell him.]

You keep saying that. Do you even know what the word means?

[Nope, still braced defensively and prepared to be a brick-wall and tank whatever he needs to.]

[hot_handed]

[The issue with using a flash bomb is it's indiscriminate in its brightness, so Bakugo doesn't see how Trunks reacts. He can only rely on the maybe that it's working, and he moves behind him yet again to try and fly into him to throw him into the ground.]

[light_of_willpower]

[Well, the flying into him works--the throwing him not so much, as Bakugo is grappled in turn. Standing his ground, Trunks moving to grab at his arms and hold him.]

Seriously, do you even understand what you're saying, when you threaten to murder people?

[Bakugo should still be able to hear him easily.]

[hot_handed]

[Dammit, as soon as Bakugo realizes what's happened, he immediately starts to struggle to get free.]

Stop talking and fight me, bastard!

[light_of_willpower]

[Nope, it's just like in the Haunted House.]

Why? Hell, you piss me off but I've dealt with worse than you. Why are you so ready to go all the time?

[Trunks is entirely serious about this too, and there's only a bare hint of anger in his words. It's more frustration than anything else.]

[hot_handed]

[He scowls up at him, ducking his head and hiding his expression in the process.]

Stop mocking me. Stop looking down on me...

LET ME GO, DAMMIT!

[If he won't let him go he'll start firing off his explosions, which he does now.]

[light_of_willpower]

[Huh....now that is new information. Which does get Trunks to let him go, although the explosions still seem to do nothing. Just going to jump back, and study the other some more, letting the wheels in his brain turn.]

[hot_handed]

[It takes him a second to gather himself once Trunks lets go. He's still looking down.]

You know, the fact that I haven't laid a scratch on you is starting to piss me off, SO LET'S CHANGE THAT!

DIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

[He starts rapid firing his explosions, first using what he has stored in his bracers before he switches to his hands, not caring if it hurts his arms in the process as he fires an explosion that is more powerful than all his previous ones.]

[light_of_willpower]

[Seriously? Yep, this absolutely feels familiar--except Trunks is older now. A lot older, more experienced, and has dealt with similar. Which means it's back to smaller ki-blasts to counter those explosions, before Bakugo charges the big one.

Great... Despite the colosseum being built for things like this, Trunks is worried about the audience. Less worried Bakugo's gonna hurt him, and more that he might hurt someone else.

Which means pulling out more ki of his own, with hints of blue-electric-energy spiking through his aura. Diving at the explosion too, and bracing himself. However Bakugo is making those explosions, they're not ki-based. So Trunks is going to tank what he can in the super-saiyan 2 state, while trying to diffuse the explosion as much as possible.

Mostly to keep it from getting any spectators. Probably also pissing off Bakugo, as Trunks is still up.]

I have yet to meet anything that doesn't piss you off. Must be exhausting, being that angry all the time.

[hot_handed]

[Oh, it does piss him off. Each word he screams is punctuated with another explosion, ignoring the toll it's starting to take on his arms when firing in such rapid succession.]

SHUT UP! I'M GOING TO FUCKING MURDER YOU!!!

[Why won't he fucking go down?!]

[light_of_willpower]

[Okay, this is getting old and tiring. Trunks is just going to ignore those explosions. Dodging between them fast and barely seen, before putting himself right in Bakugo's face. Grabbing for his arms again, and the pressure given off from the ki around him is palpable in the air and strong.

No words, no questions, just a calm and measuring look in narrowed green-eyes.]

[hot_handed]

[Red irises narrow in shock when Trunk just appears in front of him, seemingly out of nowhere. His adrenaline blocks out any pain from overusing his quirk, the only thing on his mind being get free and win.

Trembling out of anger from under his gaze, Katsuki lets his hands relax to try and blast them both up in another powerful explosion.]

[light_of_willpower]

[If he wanted to be up in the air so badly, that can be arranged. Those explosions are annoying sure--but Trunks has been through similar and worse before. So up in the air they go, studying Bakugo again, before sighing.]

You're hurting yourself, and I really don't want to fight you. Or hurt you.