With the press handled and the notification sent to the homes of the students, here were All Might and Aizawa visiting the families personally a week after. The principle had felt the need to further elaborate on their plan and to explain in a more private setting how they wanted what's best for the students. Due to all the incidents that had transpired on their watch, Nezu wanted to ensure that they will be inputting the utmost security for their children and to inforce their utmost sincerity on the matter. Aizawa had agreed with Nezu and felt he personally should speak with the families of his students. All Might joined as support and to provide his input of social skills where Aizawa may lack.

So far their efforts were proving fruitful, most of their students had discussed seriously with their parents and wished to continue their studies at UA including living on campus. Their next house though left the two instructors apprehensive of the visit as it was young Bakugo's home. They looked up toward the large house and both took a breath and prepared mentally to do all they can to convince the Bakugo's to allow their son to continue his training under them. The door opened to reveal a young looking woman who was obviously Bakugo's mother with their resemblance being nearly identical. A smile graced her face as she welcomed them in and called out that she'd get Katsuki and her husband to join them in the living room.

Masaru Bakugo joined them and Mitsuki had brought refreshments as they commenced their conversation.

"You must very well know that we are here to discuss the decision you have made to allow young Bakugo to continue his studies at UA" started off All Might "and we hope to dissuade any doubts you may have."

They gave slight nods, Masaru was about to respond but was interrupted by his wife, "One moment please, I don't think Katsuki heard" a quiet mutter was heard "the stubbornness of my child, probably blasting that music at full volume." She walked off toward the back of the house and yelled "Katsuki, get your deaf ass over here, did you not hear me the first time! So help me I will march over there and yank those damn headphones from your ears!"

Aizawa narrowed his eyes a bit and threw a quick glance to All Might who only gave a shrug and rose an eyebrow. Mitsuki returned followed by a fuming Bakugo yelling out "shitty old hag? What do you want? I am in the middle of fucking training!"

"Language Katsuki! Show some damn respect toward your senseis or I'll remind you how much fucking training you still need!"

The scene occurring caused both instructor to gape, not only for the seemingly root of young Bakugo's "spirited nature" but more so for there was their student; still sweaty and flushed from practice, wearing the school's gym clothes, with the jacket unzipped to reveal a black sports bra of a very female student. Katsuki caught up to her mother's words and stood a bit straighter directing her gaze to her awed teachers. She unconsciously zipped up her jacket and took a seat beside her mother with a low "Aizawa sensei, All Might" in greeting.

Both senseis were quiet, they threw each other a glance silently asking 'Did you know anything about this?' and filed this away for later.

"Well you see my bo-" All Might rephrased "Young Bakugo, we came to discuss the students living in on campus and wanted to hear your parents answer on the matter." He continued with explaining the thought behind the idea, with Aizawa adding security measures and guarantees that they would do all they could to insure Bakugo never have to face that situation again on their watch.

"Once more I deeply regret allowing my student to me taken while under my watch; and sincerely ask that you allow me to continue guiding Bakugo's potential to full growth" Aizawa bowed his head and waited for their response.

"No need to bow your head, she was brought back safely so yep, go ahead and take her." Mitsuki replied. Masaru giving encouraging nods agreeing with his wife. "Seeing she's weak enough to get captured, making everyone worry; staying on the campus will do her good. Focus more on training instead of being bitchy to the neighbors, I know how you've been treating poor Izuku young lady. I'm surprised his mother isn't out for your blood, you damned emotionally constipated hellion." Masaru did a mental face palm, he knows where this is going, and let out a soft sigh.

Aizawa's head shot up, mildly surprised at the easy acceptance and taken aback at the screaming match that commenced at Bakugo's expense. So the families were aware of their children's stunted relationship and was apparently a recurring argument.

"Shut it you old bat, what do you fucking know!"

"Stop fucking cursing at your mother stubborn brat, I know that you've been moaning around the house setting shit on fire. If you're angry enough to blow up, then use it productively to further your skills."

"That's what I was doing before your shitty interruption"

"My darling will you please stop cursing at your mother, we do have your instructors here; they'll think we run a mad house" Masaru voiced giving the UA teachers an apologetic look.

"Shut it dad, the dictator started it!"

"Don't yell at your father Katsuki! And dear, speak up if you have something to say."

All Might uttered an "I think I owe you a drink now" with slight amusement. Maybe this is how young Bakugo actually shows his- her affection; with taunts and strong words. It sure seemed to work well with young Kirishima; enough to take his hand. Oh how he worries for his youthful reckless students, especially young Midoriya and Bakugo- and how could he overlook having seven girls in class 1-A instead of six.

Aizawa was busy looking back at his life pondering on how he ended up in this specific moment in time. How could he; an underground hero specialized in infiltration and information gathering, not pick up on the detail of one of his pupils being female the entire time. And female she was, she responded to her parents when referred to as she and daughter, and in all truth had never confirmed or disagreed when the other boys mock "come on you're a man aren't you?" Knowing how she replies to taunts and challenges, that was an obvious moment to prove something, but she never did. Instead she'd scoff and ignore their presence. To practice she would always come dressed and would wash off in a separate stall, claiming that she would rather hang herself than wash with "those dirty bastards." He thought she was just being pretentious, never assumed that he was actually a she. Although, as far as he knows from his most volatile student, she's never been known to have any shame. Always clear and blunt of her decisions and views, and she sees no difference between male or female opponents- this makes it much more obvious why. Even now, he sees a student who is not hiding anything and is comfortable in her skin, and knowing Bakugo's opinions on lying; this was not some elaborate prank or ruse. She was not someone born in the wrong body or making a statement to drive a point- and for now it would seem her reasons are her own. He placed his thoughts on hold for now and went back to the discussion at hand.

It appeared that both blondes had settles their dominance match, with Mitsuki being victorious. Bakugo was sulking and leaned closer to Masaru who was soothing his pouting daughter, trying to pat down her unruly spikes. Mitsuki looked perfectly poised with a smirk gracing her lips and placed a kiss on Bakugo's brow as if commending her for trying to win against her and placed her hand on a shoulder. She met her mother's amused eyes with her own heated stare, but it lost meaning when she rolled her eyes and accepted her defeat to fight another day.

Both teachers were stunned at the bizarreness the small family exhibited, and felt a sense of aww in seeing their student in her natural environment. Who could have guessed that their young anti-social dynamite was so tactile? None the less they completed what they set out to do and felt that it was time for them to take their leave. Masaru and Mitsuki thanked them for coming all this was and felt relieved that they saw their child for who she was, instead of just the shallow front presented.

While walking back to their vehicle the two senseis shared similar thoughts 'things are about to get interesting come Monday.'