(Thanks for this request! I miss Rappa so much...)

~Two of a Kind~

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"Whatever you're planning to do, I must remind you to keep a level head for the most part. You'll ruin the master's plan if you continue on this reckless path." It seems like the millionth time this week that Tengai has decided to give Rappa another long winded speech about things. Kendo once again rolls his eyes and stretches his muscles in preparation. Its been about an hour or so since the walls began moving and the ruckus could be heard from upstairs. Of course he knew something was about to go down when earlier the two temp kids from the League showed up to get his measurements for a so called "clone" of him. Ever since then, he's been basically itching to get at some action. When the walls finally opened up and gave way, he felt that familiar dip of excitement in his heart before the pace picked up. It's been so long since he's had a proper sparring match that he couldn't the perfect opportunity in front of him right now.

And that's when he noticed a familiar figure behind fatty and the red one. A face he couldn't ever mistake. "What the hell are you doin here kid?" He tilts his head to the side as his own flesh and blood stands with fist bared in his direction. "Doing just what I said I would do a year ago...making a name for myself the way that I wanted to." His kid replies with a determined look sprawled across their face. Rappa smirks and takes another moment to get a good look at his kid. All grown up since the last time he's seen em'. Much taller, and a lot less meek than before. A little bit of muscle bulked up and a fire burning in those eyes. He's never felt prouder. "So, you're on the heroes side eh?"

"Yeah, what the hell did you think would happen when I said I wanted to join UA? Did you think I would seriously give up and fall into your offer to join the yakuza? Not a chance!" His kid lunges at him and even though he knows they're the enemy at the moment, he can't help but to use a lot less force than he would on anyone else. Imagine the pleasant surprise when he realizes his child is stronger then he thought. "Well alright brat! Looks like you finally learned how to hone that quirk of yours I gave yah!" Rappa proudly shouts before landing a mean right hook right against the side of his own child's body. An expert dodge and deflect lands them face to face, fist to fist. "What's wrong? Scared to give it all you got on me, dear old dad?"

"Nah kid, you've got it all wrong..." He grips their wrist and slings them into the nearest wall. "I aint gotta go easy on you anymore. You're all grown up so you best bring your 'A' game."

And although inevitably Rappa had lost the squabble against the heroes, he couldn't help but smile so proudly at his kid as he's wheeled into the back of the Police transport vehicle. Just before it pulls away there's a tap at the window and a promise to visit from his kid. It's a promise he hopes gets fulfilled sooner than later.