Class of 1-A's voice filled the room with their usual morning chatter. They wouldn't know their home room teacher wouldn't be in especially how early the term started. The door opened and a familiar voice popped in,, "Hey there listeners! I'm going to be subbing for Eraserhead. Let's get started!"

The class quieted down in confusion. A fiery blond roared, "Where did he go? Why do we have you?"

Present Mic smiled big, "That's none of your concern! Now he said something about All Might coming in to give you a training exercise, am I correct?"

A blue haired first year with glasses stood up, "That's correct, Present Mic. He said All Might will come in after lunch to start our hero training exercise."

Present Mic gave the blue haired boy a thumbs up, "Awesome!"

The gravity defying blond searched his best friend's desk for today's time table. A voice piped up, "Excuse me, Present Mic it is early into the term and Aizawa-sensei already missing class."

Present Mic stopped fiddling with Aizawa's desk drawers. He found the time table nestled in the top drawer. He slapped it on the desk, "Don't worry your little heads about him. He's fine. Healthy as an ox if that's what you're wondering!"

A sleepy dark haired man shifted in his bed. It's been a few weeks since he last had a good sleep. His dark eyes glanced down to a mop of auburn hair nestled into his side. He looked at the clock seeing it read 10:00 am. His hand closest to the sleeping form next to him gave a light nudge. His voice was husky and rough from sleep, "Get up. Your appointment is in 45 minutes. We can't be late."

The answer to him was a snuggle into his side. He let out a deep sigh, "Katrina."

The voice from the woman was muffled against the blankets and his skin but he heard her whine, "Shouta... I don't want to get up."

He wiggled out of the woman's grip to sit up on the bed. A pair of grey eyes peered up at her shirtless husband. He let out a heavy sigh as he pushed himself up, "You know why we have to go."

She watched him move to their closet pulling out a grey button up and a pair of jeans. The woman named Katrina let out a groan before scooting to the edge of the bed. Katrina sat up while rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She felt a cold cloth touch her left side on the bed. The auburn haired woman peered at the clothing. It's an emerald lace maxi dress. A hand popped up in her vision. She looked up at her husband. The woman scoffed, "I can still get up. I'm not completely useless."

His monotone voice filled her ears, "You're not useless. You're just on stand by till he or she makes their debut."

Katrina couldn't help but chuckle at his use of hero terms. Her hands went behind her to push herself up. She nearly stumbled and her husband's fast reaction helped her steady herself. Her hands went to her husband's button up seeing he kept two buttons unbuttoned. Her lips turned into a smirk, "Is today really a day for you to seduce me, Shouta?"

He rolled his eyes as he grabbed her hands. He pressed light kisses on her knuckles. His words whispered against her skin, "You need to learn self-control, nurse."

A half smirk graced her lips, "It's hard to when my number one hero is standing right there."

Aizawa shook his head at the corny line. He pointed to the dress, "Get changed. I'll make us a quick breakfast."

Katrina saluted the dark haired man with two fingers, "Yes sir."

She could hear him mumbling about how this isn't school. The red head changed into the dress. It tugged onto the swell of her belly but not enough that it would be uncomfortable. Soon they would meet their second child. The first child should be eating in the kitchen with Shouta. Well if you count their middle-aged man-coon cat as a child. After finishing up getting ready for the day, she headed to the kitchen seeing scrambled eggs and ham on the plates. A smile curved upward on her lips. Shouta pointed with the spatula to the chair, "Eat. I cannot have you and our child be hungry."

A loud meow caught her attention after she sat down. Zashi moved in and out of the chair's legs. His tail grazing against her bare ankles. If his students knew the very man standing in front of her doing the dishes with his hair tied up in a low pony tail and wearing a cat apron, they would never let it down. Katrina ate her food slowly. Shouta finally finished with the dishes and dug into his food. Katrina asked, "Have you thought of any names?"

Shouta glanced up tiredly, "We don't even know if it is a girl or a boy."

She narrowed her eyes pointing her fork at him, "You said you wanted it to be a surprise. And it's not hard to figure out a name for either. I was thinking Hizashi if it is a boy and-."

Shouta stared at his wife with a piece of egg between his chopsticks. He narrowed his eyes, "No. Absolutely no. We do not need to give Hizashi more reason to pester us."

She shoved the rest of her meal in her mouth. Katrina couldn't help but chuckle, "I was kidding. I knew you would never name our son, if the child is a boy, after your best friend. I mean we already have Zashi named after him because how much he meows loudly."

The black haired man grumbled to himself while finishing up his food. Katrina hopped off of the chair. She moved around to place the plate in the sink. While she was behind her husband, she spoke, "I was actually thinking of Youta if it's a boy and Kyou if it's a girl."

She could see the dials turning in her husband's mind. He gave a nod, "They sound nice."

His dark eyes glanced at the clock, "We need to go now."

Katrina nodded heading to the front door pulling on a pair of flats. Aizawa was surprised his wife was able to put on shoes considering how swollen her belly is. He noticed certain movements was restricted due to the size of her stomach. He would help her out and if he wasn't there then Hizashi would try to help. One thing he knew for trying to help her out was that she would try many times before giving up for help. That determination was what he liked about her when they used to be students together. He nearly grabbed his capture scarf but decided against it when he saw the deathly look coming from his wife when she saw his movement towards it. He let out a sigh. They're both lucky no one knew either of them as they worked as underground heroes. With one last check to ensure Zashi was where they could see him and the house wouldn't crumble, the two left their home to head to the doctor's office.

Present Mic, or known as Hizashi Yamada, tapped his fingers against Aizawa's desk waiting for the text from his favorite feisty friend. The students would be heading to lunch soon. The blond put the students into a study workshop. Aizawa did not have them doing much since other teachers would enter and teach their subjects. Present Mic already taught his subject, English. Green eyes behind an orange pair of shades glanced down at his cell phone. No messages yet. Luckily none of the students could see his constant gazes to his phone. The blond knew the black haired man wouldn't message him of any updates. They both knew the red head would send him an immediate text or photos after the appointment. The sound of a phone vibrating against the wooden desk caught the students attention. Present Mic grabbed his phone unlocking it. A big smile graced his face as he looked at the photo of the sonogram. Mic couldn't help but yell, "I knew it!"

Majority of the class tilted their head in confusion. A voice brought Mic away from the text message, "Sir...?"

Mic shoved his phone into his jacket pocket, "Oh nothing. Remember after lunch, you'll be turned over to All Might for teaching for the rest of the day."

Nothing could get the smile off of his face. In his pocket showed a picture of a forced dark haired man holding up two separate fingers to show he wasn't doing a peace sign next to a machine showing two pairs of feet. The words were:

There's a reason why I am getting fatter than normal. Now he is going to be tired two times more than normal.

Yamada made a bet within the teacher lounge on Aizawa's wife having mutiples versus Aizawa thinking it'll only be one child and his wife just keeps eating. Aizawa knew he wouldn't say that to his wife's face if he didn't want to sleep at his friend's house. If that would happen, Present Mic would try to get the woman to allow her husband to stay with her. It's all for good reason. He'd agree with the tired man with that. He wouldn't want to add more stress or have something happen to the woman when his best friend is away. The red head would call the duo the pregnancy police for making sure she isn't trying so hard. Now there are multiples... Hizashi Yamada isn't sure what the tired home room teacher would do. It's a blessing and a curse.

Katrina couldn't stop looking at the picture of the four individual feet. A smile graced her lips. A hand kept at her lower back as they walked. Katrina showed her husband the sonogram once more, "Can you believe it? Two!"

She stopped making the man stop in his steps in light concern. He looked down to see if any water leaked or anything else. Once he visually can see nothing indicated an early birth, he looked up at his wife who looked like a thought came to mind. She touched his shoulder pulling herself into him. The bump grazed against his side when his wife moved to get closer to his side. Katrina looked at him excitedly, "What happens if each of them got each of our quirks? Or what about a mixture of ours? I wonder how that would work. Your cancellation of quirk and my wound and pain transferal."

By now he felt his wife was rambling. He placed his free hand ontop of her auburn head. His fingers ran through her silky strands. The action made her pause in her rambles. He spoke, "You remind me of a student of mine."

She tilted her head to the side in confusion, "What?"

Aizawa felt her move away from his side. The pictures of the sonograms hugged to her chest. Aizawa placed his hand back on her lower back. His usual monotone voice came out, "You were rambling again."

Her elbow met the side of his ribs which earned her a grunt from him. She huffed, "I'm excited that now we know we will have two little ones rather than one. The second baby was hiding from view this whole time. I thought I was simply adding more weight than normal for one baby."

Katrina felt his fingers slide to her side. He gave a gentle squeeze, "Even if you added more weight, Katrina, it's still you."

Katrina could feel a light burning sensation in her cheeks. She mumbled, "Shush you."

A small smile formed on his lips. Katrina glanced at her watch, "Hizashi should be coming over today, right?"

Shouta nearly groaned. Katrina elbowed him once more in his side, "He's your best friend. Stop it."