Quietly, the two pros sleep nestled in one another's arms as flimsy feathers are scattered all over the place, some hovering, some feathers flat on the floor lying down. The source of said feathers curls closer into the brunette's side. The brunette on the other hand has her arm wrapped around the bare back of the blonde, her head on top of his head while he has his head laying on her chest, enjoying the warmth shared between them both. Two large wings tower over the two shielding them from the shimmering sun peering into the room of the two, all seems well with their chests rising and falling in sync, their facial features peaceful, serene, seeking solace within one another's embrace nothing could ruin it for the two…

Slowly, a pair of gold begin to open, he blinks a fair few times adjusting his vision years of condition coming in handy for the avian hero. He yawns, standing up slightly from the bed, stretching his arms out. He turns to the woman by his side as the alarm continues blaring, a small smirk of amusement upon his lips when seeing the woman by his side.

He finds himself curling into the arm around him. His gold soften softly at the woman by his side, a small smirk of endearment upon his lips when seeing such a peaceful face upon the normally sharply scowling woman, seeing her look so peaceful was a rare sight in itself, one Hawks would love to see more of. Although he had to admit a selfish side of him was grateful to be one of the rare few to see the normally angry hero look so calm, so at peace, so serene. Smiling, he leans down, placing his hand on the back of her head, his fingertips combing through her locks. She leans into his touch only making his smile widen while feeling his feathers flutter at the sight, a part of him not wanting this sort of scene to never end.

Loudly, the bright blaring alarm resonates throughout the room, earning a groan from a certain brunette burying herself deeper into the dark depths of the bed. The alarm swiftly snaps Hawks out of his stupor brow furrowed. He raises a brow when hearing the brunette grumble turning his back to Hawks curling closer in on herself delving deeper into the bed, bringing a small smirk of amusement to Hawks' lips when hearing her gurgled grumbling, slurring softly to herself, mumbling, seeing her furiously fighting against the phone's boisterously bellowing alarm angrily screeching into the high heavens.

Smirking, Hawks leans over reluctantly removing himself from her, a part of him already missing the warmth. He leans over to her bedside, gently stopping the alarm earning a low groan from the brunette beneath him. Hawks' smiles leaning into the plush pillow of his hand, sweetly smiling down at the furrowed frown of the brunette below, refusing to budge bringing a small smile to Hawk's lips. He gets out of the bed, going into the kitchen, pouring some coffee into a ruby red mug and a snow-white cup with unt labelled on it. Swiftly, he pours sugar and milk into the pitch-black substance below as he has a fair few spoonfuls of sugar in his. Slowly, he makes his way back over to the bedroom, seeing the brunette shyly shuffle over to her phone, the duvet draped over her sleepy form making her look like a new-born babe.

"Dove come on it's time to go." Gently, Hawks reminds her making the brunette groan as he leans over her curled cocoon form, reaching out to her counter.

"I'll kill you." Grumbling, she slams her head into the plush pillow below making him chuckle as he places the mug on her bedside counter.

"I'm sure." Sweetly, Hawks smiles sitting down by her side sipping his drink.

"How the hell are you up this early?" Enraged, she glares daggers at the smirking Hawks, placing his drink down by his side.

"You know what they say, the early bird catches the worm!" Mischievously, Hawks smirks leaning down, lunging at the girl squealing, shocked by his arms suddenly wrapped around her, bringing her cocoon form into his lap as her raw reds glare daggers into his gleaming gold.

"Hawks! You little shit! I'mma fucking kill you!" Wailing, she screams, screeching to the high heavens at the hollering Hawks, smirking when seeing the angry brunette come crashing down off the bed.

"Well that got you out of bed at the least." Optimistically, Hawks peers over the bed down at the girl before him.

"You shit…I'm going to murder you." Seething, Katsumi seethes snarling at the smirking Hawks.

"By the way when it turned that alarm of yours off, I think you have a missed call from your mother." Hawks points out.

"M-My mother?" Shaken, the fiery fury flowing out of the brunette falters, the blazing burning pyre now simmering flicking form the name.

"Yep." Hawks nods his head.

"S-SHIT!" Urgently, she lunges for her phone.

"And there she goes." Hawks smirks watching on as she hurriedly answers said phone call hearing the sharp sound of shouting as he leaves, to change.

"So what was that about?" Curious, Hawks asks as she and Katsumi sits either side eating breakfast made by her as the two wear their hero outfits.

"Ma asked about dad's new shoes where his old ones are…" Katsumi exclaims.

"Oh…" Hawks smiles strained at the murky memory.

"Yeah. I'm going over to return his shoes you want anything while I'm out?" She asks him.

"Not that I recall. You got a day off?" He asks her.

"Well due to my arm all I really have is paperwork. I can do it over there if need be." Mumbling, Katsumi wipes the sleepy dust out of her eye.

"You can't say not o her can you?" Hawks chuckles.

"You don't say no to the queen of demons." Drained, Katsumi grumbles making Hawks snicker.

"I think she's helping with a shoot today." Hawks points out lightly blowing on the remains of his coffee.

"Oh yeah?" She raises a brow.

"Yeah me and Miriko." Hawks answers.

"For mutant month?" Katsumi gathers.

"Yeah, funny enough last I went they asked if we had any plus ones." Teasingly, Hawks winks.

"I don't do that sort of thing." Tensely, Katsumi grimaces.

"Come on it could be fun." Hawks argues.

"Look I doubt a certain eyesore would look good on the camera." Pained, Katsumi grimaces brow furrowed looking over at a certain prosthetic, sure it wasn't her battle one but…

"Kat…" Gently, Hawk's gold soften sadly at her.

"I'm heading out." Katsumi stands from her seat placing her mug down into the sink.

"…I like your arm." Hawks offers drawing patterns into his mug.

"…Make sure to lock up okay?" Sighing, she squeezes his shoulder.

"Okay…" Solemnly, Hawks furrows his brow, his grip tighten around his mug watching on as the woman now changed heads off to work.

"Welcome, fellow idiots!" Chuckling, Kane calls out smiling at the camera pinned on them as the three sit before the camera.

"Hello," Haneul politely smiles softly.

"No, no, not you, you're not an idiot." Smoothly, Kane brushes Haneul off, hand stretched out to the girl oblivious to the joke she had fallen into making Katsumi sigh.

"You underestimate me." Haneul's eyes narrow at the challenge making Katsumi shake her head at the two before her.

"Nevertheless, hello guys guess who's back with us you know her, you may love her or hate her, depends on you Bombarda!" Kane declares beaming brightly as he, Haneul and Katsumi sit down around the table, the camera recording them.

"…Hi." Awkwardly, Bombarda nods her head at the camera.

"So Bombarda shall we explain where you've been?" Firefly questions Bombarda smiling softly at him.

"It's been on the bloody news." Soundspark blurts out.

"You mean you being thrown through a window." Firefly says brow furrowed.

"That was fun." Bombarda recalls.

"How is your back not broken?" Baffled, Haneul questions.

"I still have no idea." Honestly, Bombarda confesses leaning back in her seat.

"You mean you bullshitted your way out of it." Kane deadpans, brow furrowed.

"Yeah you're not wrong there. Still it was nice being in Osaka again well almost nice." Fondly, a small smile crosses Bombarda's lips.

"Were the love hotels nice?" Kane asks, his baby blues grimacing glinting.

"Very funny, how did you know about those love hotels may I ask?" Smirking, Katsumi questions Kane.

"…So you went to one?" Feebly, Kane tries to save the ditch he has found himself trapped in.

"No." Katsumi answers brow furrowed still scowling at the memory.

"Well Osaka is known for it. So how was it?" Curious, Kane questions.

"It was…nice almost although I saw something I didn't think was possible?" Frowning, Katsumi furrows her brow at the memory, still shaken over the memory.

"Almost nice? How's something almost nice?" Haneul furrows her brow befuddled.

"So I stayed over at my friend's place and he had some kit kats. We were watching some TV and thought to treat ourselves to one after a curry I made…" Lazily, Katsumi attempts to explain.

"And…what did he do?" Haneul queries.

"Keep the toilet up?" Cheekily, Kane jokes.

"What no? Why would that…anyway he got us a kit kat I don't mind them but what he did…" Disgusted, Bombarda shakes her head at the memory.

"What did he do?" Kane leans in eager.

"The way he ate the kit kat was messed up he just chomped it." Shaken, she shakes her head at the memory.

"Wait…you can eat it another way?" Astonished, Kane blinks baffled.

"Apparently, he just chomps it in half." Shaken, Bombarda grimaces at the memory.

"Wait he didn't split it in half!?" Kane queries confused unaware of Haneul grimacing in her seat.

"No!" Bombarda answers.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH HIM!?" Horrified, Kane, gawks gaping at the news.

"I know right!? You split it up and eat it that's what you should do anyway…how do you guys eat it?" Bombarda furrows her brow.

"The normal way split it up and eat it." Kane answers.

"I eat the chocolate casing then the biscuit then the biscuit." Unfazed, Haneul answers making them turn to her.

"…You do what now?" Bombarda questions confused.

"…That sounds like torture." Terrified, Kane whispers brow furrowed.

"What do you mean?" Mystifed, Haneul furrows her brow at them.

"You need the chocolate and crisp to make it good why have one of each that would make it just bland?" Baffled, Kane explains to Haneul.

"Don't judge it if you hadn't tried it." Haneul places her hands up in the air.

"I'm never going to. Still speaking of sweets I have a question." Kane leans in smirking smugly.

"And what is that question?" Curious, Bombarda leans into his seat.

"Jaffa cakes biscuit or cake?" Kane questions the tow making them furrow their brow.

"Cake it's in the name." Bluntly, Bombarda answers.

"But it has a biscuit in it." Haneul argues.

"So does trifle. Bombarda joins in.

"Well depends on the trifle." Haneul shrugs.

"My point is it's a cake its in the name." Bombarda repeats once more.

"Just because its in the name doesn't mean it is. A cake has a filling Jaffa's don't." Haneul furrows her brow.

"It has that orange stuff in it." Kane offers unsure.

"Urgh...Don't remind me." Katsumi grimaces glaring to the side.

"Not a fan of Jaffa cakes?" Kane asks Bombarda.

"I just don't like chocolate and orange its like mint and chocolate, It's just weird." Bombarda furrows her brow.

"I bet you wouldn't complain if it was spicy." Cheekily, Kane winks.

"I do complain about spice you know?" Bombarda crosses her arms over her chest.

"Do you now?" Kane smirks at her.

"Of course I do. I don't love everything spicy there has to be a balance if I can't taste the foods flavour then it's a failure simple as that." Bombarda sighs tiredly.

"Well guess we'll just wrap things up form here. What do you think of that guys? Comment down below! And we're outta here!" Kane proclaims spinning his seat as the sidekick turns the camera off.

"Good work guys." Haneul smiles shyly at the sidekicks acting as the film prep crew.

"Do you actually eat kit kats like that?" Stunned, Bombarda turns to Haneul.

"…Yeah?" Haneul confirms.

"You need help." Honestly, Kane tells him.

"Oh come on don't judge me until you try it!" Incensed, Haneul huffs hands on her hips.

"Yeah no." Swiftly, Kane shuts the idea down.

"You heading off boss?" Haneul asks noting her boss putting her bag over her shoulder.

"Yeah promised ma I'd return some shoes I'll see you guys." Sighing, she reveals a plastic bag with the boots inside.

"See ya," Kane bellows smiling waving her boss off with the other production crew, she simply salutes them.

"Have a safe trip!" Haneul joins in smiling softly as the group watch the girl wonder off, heading to her car…

Quietly, Katsumi wanders through the fridge section of the store, a bag in her hand as she swears a cargo jacket a olive green jacket, one of the sleeves rolled up wearing underneath a coal v neck with thin lines of black matching the outline of black. She wears black jeans and combat boots. She furrows her brow. She looks over at the chicken sensation, lingering in the section, her mother wanted pork she knew that but she couldn't help but linger in the freezer section…

Was he eating or was he stuffing his face full of takeout? Tiredly, Katsumi furrows her brow at the probable answer being the latter. She knew he loved chicken but there had to be a limit right? Urgh…sighing, Katsumi furrows her brow at the thought only then to perk up at the faint vibration from her pocket. She places her basket down, taking out her phone from her pocket as she turns to see the screen, her brow furrowing at the chat before her, seeing the numerous text bubbles as she moves her thumb up, seeing the teeny tiny scale of where she was as after a while she makes it to the bottom, to the most recent of texts, grimacing at the barrage of emojis from prior conversations, harming her eyes.

Hm? I really need to change his name. She tells herself when seeing chicken nugget on the icon of a winking Hawks.

This made me think of you. Do you like this? Katsumi furrows her brow at the picture of Hawks winking on the ground surprisingly outside a store showing a necklace of some sort, a ruby red pendant to be exact.

It looks awfully expensive. Worried, she furrows her brow at the jewel, she was never one for jewellery she liked earrings or rings sure but stuff like necklaces? She never felt as if she knew what to do with. She felt as if the price she was paying wasn't worth it.

But it'd look so pretty on you. She sighs at the crying face.

Hawks don't waste your money on me especially something that expensive. Sternly, she types in, she didn't want him to waste his money on her sure he'd miss on paying for food but when it came to something like this, this expensive she didn't like it.

But I wanna it'd go with your eyes. He texts back making her sigh.

Aren't you meant to be on patrol? Politely, she reminds him, brow furrowed why was he on the ground, he hated patrolling on the ground.

Not many villains about surprisingly. He types.

Don't you have a shoot to do? Tiredly, she recalls from this morning.

I've done it. Mirko says hi by the way. She furrows her brow by the cheeky wink.

Right…you haven't bumped into anymore windows right? Worried, Katsumi furrows her brow at the thought.

One time Kat. The text shows making her furrow her brow.

Hey I don't want to get a shovel and scrape your body off a window dumbass! Sighing, she texts back, she didn't want to be the one blamed for him having a bloodied nose, no doubt they'd blame her for it.

Aw you care! Cheerily, the text pops up making her scoff only then to note the text form her father popping up making her remember her visit here, her father wanted some Shichimi for food tonight, they had run low of it. Her ears perk up at the dings of her phone.

Kat?

Katsu

KatsssssummmI

What? Scowling, she furrows her brow by the numerous text blocks of her names grumbling she replies, trying to shut him up only then to note to her surprise, the still silence. Hawks doesn't wait this long to text…what did he do?

Miss you. Surprised, she blinks taken aback by the text box.

Dumbass. Softly, she smiles ignoring the faint heat in her cheeks as she mumbles it seeing the green light on Hawk's icon flicker out as she too exits the chat, feeling a strange sense of giddiness from it.

"E-Excuse me?" Meekly, the voice calls out making her blink taken aback by the light tug to her trouser leg.

"Hm?" Katsumi turns to the little boy below her, he has brown hair and green eyes.

"Y-You're Bombarda…right?" Shyly, the boy asks her.

"Seems I've been found out, man and here I thought my disguised work. You're pretty smart for a kid to figure that out." Impressed, she kneels down next to the boy.

"My dad's a pro!" Proudly, the boy beams brightly up at her.

"Oh yeah?" Smirking, she arches a brow bemused.

"Y-Yeah! O-Oh I'm not meant to talk about him." Horrified, the boy clamps his hands over his mouth worried.

"Well your secret's safe with me." Katsumi assures the child.

"R-Really? Thank you! My sister's a big fan of yours though!" Happily, the boy tells her.

"Is she now?" She smirks down at the boy.

"Y-Yeah on her phone she has these compilations of you kicking butt!" Beaming, the boy tells her.

"Heh well tell your sister she has good taste." Teasingly, she winks.

"You don't think I cou-" Hikaru begins but…

"Hikaru come on we're leaving." A voice calls out making the boy called Hikaru freeze from the voice.

"O-Oh I got to go. Excuse me." He bows before leaving, taking the hand offered to him by the brunette. Katsumi can't help but furrow her brow at the poor dye job of the girl, noting a fair few eyes of disapproval on her but she sems to not take note of them, making her nod her head in approval at the kid not caring in the slightest about those around her.

"Huh…cute kid." She smiles softly at the fleeting figure before taking her basket and continuing on her shopping trip…

"Yeah ma I got the shoes and I'm on my way…" Tiredly, Katsumi sighs as she exits out of the store, brow furrowed her hand holds the phone to her ear as she has her bag dangling down from her forearm. She always hated how helpless she felt without the arm. Sure, she could fight a bit but it wasn't to her fullest capabilities. She was weak in this state she could do some self-defence but she still hated it. She understood why the commission had to give her a civil arm couldn't have her welding her prosthetic in public. It was almost as bad as wielding a weapon to some. Still…she hated this, when was her arm meant to come back from repairs? When was…

A crowd? Confused, Katsumi furrows her brow at the sight of smoke spewing out into the open air. She approaches the crowd.

Wait I'm confused isn't that the villain all might was chasing the other day?

What all might no way he lost!

Well can someone call him or something?

Seriously why hasn't he shown up to help the heroes?

Why aren't the heroes doing anything?

It looks like they met their match. The villain captured a kid thinks aren't looking good for heroes

A kid…? Katsumi furrows her brow by the murmurs of the crowd only then to feel her heart drop at the voice shouting, snarling, screaming, sparks spewing out of the boy trapped within the sludge's hands.

"STAY BACK OR I'LL SNAP HIS NECK!" The villainous slime snarls, flickering flames sparking, spewing out all over the place.

"ARGHHHH! YOU PICKED THE WRONG GUY TO MESS WITH! I'LL SEND YOU BACK TO WHATEVER SEWER YOU CRAWLED OUT OF!" The familiar voice screams, snarls making her heart drop pained, brow furrowed horrified, no, no, no…

"…Katsuki?"

"Katsumi…?" Gently, Masaru whispers noting her child staring shakily down at her bloodied, battered, beaten palms.

"I could have hurt him." The young girl whispers.

"Katsumi…" Fretted, Masaru squeezes her shoulders as both he and Mitsuki share a look of concern.

"I could have…I could have killed him…" Shaken, she takes a few steps back horrified staring down at her raw red palms seeing some stains upon the once snow-white garb of the boy erupting into tears as Mitsuki tries to shush him, trying to calm him down.

"That's not true, it was just an accident that's all." Mitsuki tries to calm her down.

"Katsumi…" Masaru sees her shaking raw reds seeing her sniffle.

"I don't want to hurt him I'm meant to protect him aren't I?" Hurt, she whimpers as her father brings her into a hug rocking him back and forth.

"It's alright Katsumi it's alright…" Affectionately, he whispers cradling his baby girl, rocking her back and forth as she cries her heart out, the waterfalls descending down as he holds her, helping her through this…

"You were lucky to grab the boy when you did…" The doctor tells Masaru as the young girl sits down on the bench, staring down at her bloodied bandaged hands, wincing from the sharp searing sensation resonating from her palms, her bloodshot reds glistening gleaming. She looks over at her father talking to a doctor unaware of her listening in. She didn't mean to she didn't…she…

"What do you mean?" Masaru questions confused.

"The test came back, the baby sweats glycerine if her hands had sparked a bit explosion that baby could very well have been dead." The doctor reveals making the girl flinch from his words, feeling a sudden geyser of chunks burn at her throat as next thing she knew, she fell forward.

"Katsumi!" Masura's voice cries concern clear upon his frightened facial features when watching the brunette spew out of her insides, the tears freely falling from her sobbing, screeching mess.

She didn't…she didn't…she didn't…

"LET ME GOO!" Roaring, her baby brother screams as he tugs, pulls, pushes, trying to find some way out of his muck as she stares stunned horrified. Why…? Why now!? Why when she had no arm!? When she was so weak!? Why did it have to be a slime monster!? She couldn't do much nor could Katsuki, although the flames would aid in her blast, the glycerine collected from Katsuki only made it all the harder for him to escape. His explosions would do nothing just like hers…she couldn't if she tried to…

"You got so much power. I really hit the jackpot with a quirk like yours I can take All Might down with one punch!" Cackling, the sludge monster proclaims proudly as he spreads his slime to the high heavens, Katsuki's screams being muffled by the sludge.

"Whoa is that some kind of special move? This thing's a legit super villain!" Excited, one of the onlookers gush.

"It's her that new hero mount lady will stop him!" Relieved, a girl calls out as mount lady rushes in only then to gasp when she stops herself at the alleyway of sorts.

"My only weakness I need at least a two-way road if I'm going to make my way through here!" Horrified, mount lady cries out.

"Fire and wood don't exactly make a good combination I'll let someone else stop this guy!" Kamui proclaims rushing in swiftly grabbing at another two middle schoolers in similar attire to Katsuki.

"Don't look at me I got my hands full here. Where are those fire trucks!? Can you guys get to him?" Waterhouse calls out focusing on the flames forming from Katsuki's explosions.

"I can't get a grip on his weird body plus that kid's explosions are causing fires left and right." Death arms grits his teeth together, frustrated at the situation he found himself in.

If she tried anything his glycerine and hers especially with the temperature could…..

He could have died…

He could have died.

He…

"Wait what are you…it's too dangerous!" Surprised, Katsumi jolts up at Deatharm's voice turning to see…Izuku!? Stunned, Katsumi stares stunned at the teary-eyed boy, tears freely falling. He runs towards the slime monster clawing at it after tossing his bag at the monster, one of his papers hitting it in the eye making him cry out as he raises his sludge hand into the high heavens about to slam down upon Izuku.

"Save the boy that thing will kill him!" One of the heroes calls out as Katsumi stares stunned, about to intervene only then for her eyes to widen when see the sludge creature raise its hand to Izuku.

"What a pain." Tiredly, the voice groans making Katsumi's eyes expand when seeing a familiar blonde leap over the fence.

"H-Hey Kid what do you think you're doing? You shouldn't be here." Kamui tries to stop the girl but…

"This coming from the guy made of wood in a flame area." Rudely, she brushes Kamui off bringing a small smirk to Katsumi's lips when she shrugs him off making her way over.

"Hahaha some kid thinks she can defeat me! Hah!" Cackling, the sludge creature laughs at the bored blonde standing tall, shoving her hands into her pockets.

"I don't think I can defeat you." Honestly, the girl candidly confess taking a fair few aback.

"E-Eh?" He answers blinking trying to register her words.

"But I know I can do something. So if you don't mind I'll be taking those kids back now." Politely, she announces to the fool.

"This kid's insane!"

"You little brat! H-Huh?" Roaring, the man screeches.

"Hey, you brats if you can hear me, hold on!" The girl calls out confusing them as she flicks her wrist, stretching out the wires coiling around both Izuku and Katsuki, Katsumi furrows her brow at the eerily familiar quirk. The girl then crouches down, leaping backwards, using the momentum to pull them free, flinging them backwards and out of harm's way.

"He did it! He got them out of there!" One of the heroes calls out.

"Oi you lot you can actually do something now." Annoyed, she calls out to the heroes glancing over at both the groaning Katsumi and Izuku.

"R-Right!" The heroes charge ready to take it on only then...

"Detroit smash!" Shocked, Katsumi's eyes expand when next thing she know just as she was about to leap in, a huge whirlwind of some sort occurs. Swiftly, she crouches down, holding her own with mount lady's arms acting as a barrier for the debris thrown their way as the tornado of a whirlwind unveils revealing all might…just as the rain comes crashing down.

"Katsuki!" Urgently, Katsumi leaps over the railing, her heart racing, thumping, smashing against her rib cage, her ears ringing ignoring the murmuring, the eyes on them both as she rushes over to both boy's side, relieved to see them both okay.

"You're a tough customer and that quirk once you become a pro. I'd love you as my sidekick!" Excitedly, one of the pros gush as Katsuki squats down scowling, glaring, glowering at the floor below him where the cameras are pinned on him, flashing, unaware of the soft sound of footsteps approaching until ruby reds meet a pair of severe scarlet.

"That's enough." Icily, the cold curt voice commands making the reporters scream startled when sparks spew out of the palm shoved their way, smoke engulfing the cameras as shimmering shards come crashing down to the ground below.

"N-No way…" Scared, the sidekicks stumble back fear laced in his trembling tone as he falls flat on his behind, staring stunned scared up at the sight of her ice cold glare.

"B-Bombarda!?" The reporters gawk at the sight of the brunette only then to flinch fearful of her ice cold glare making them squeak squirming from the sheer intensity of her glare, the only one who doesn't is the boy below, simply staring up, a faint sheen in his ruby reds when staring up at his sister.

"There will be no questions you will not speak to the boy and you will let us go is that understood?" Sternly, she tells the group surrounding Katsuki placing her hand on his shoulder.

"B-But…!" Feebly, the hero tries to argue as Katsumi's ruby reds look up into her sister's stern reds before placing his hand on top of hers squeezing it bowing his head ashamed almost.

"Is that understood?" Swiftly, she cuts him off.

"Y-Yes mam." Scared, the heroes back off alongside the report terrified of her as she helps her brother up, looking over to see Izuku being scolded by the police.

"Tch…Bombarda always gets the good ones…" Bitterly, one of the heroes who had offered grumbles.

"What was that?" Sharply, she turns to glare at the hero squeaking slightly.

"N-Nothing." Terrified, the hero whimpers, his voice cracking.

"Damn right nothing. Now get out of our way extras!" Enraged, she snaps snarling at the crowd.

"Now Bombarda…" Smiling, All Might places his hand on her shoulder unaware of her ruby red twitching.

"Touch me and I swear I will shove that hand so far up your ass you won't be able to properly breath." Intensely, she seethes snarling, poison dripping down her tone making All Might flinch from her words.

"R-Right o…okay!" Nervously, All Might smiles nervously sweat sliding down his tense temple, quickly raising his hand, letting her go.

"Katsuki let's go." She drapes her arm over her brother's shoulder hiding him through the crowd splitting apart like the ruby red tides separating from one another, bringing him close as the flashes flicker before her eyes before leaving, the two heading out of the scene.

"…" Quietly, both brother and sister stand side by side, Katsumi stares at her brother noting hid features faltering trying to keep it together as she sighs. So many words were wafting in her head, there was so much she wanted to say but she knew now wasn't the time. She knew her brother, she know he would hate to see strangers see him as weak.

"…" Silently, she focuses on her phone, noting her mother and father's frantic texts as she texts them to prepare a bath and such, a spa day for Katsuki, pampering him to his heart's content, to try and help him at the least. She still should say something, she should apologise if she wasn't so damn weak maybe she could have done something maybe…maybe…

"Ba-" Katsumi begins, grimacing closing her eyes trying to compose herself when hearing her voice crack. No she couldn't be selfish right now. She was a hero, she needed to be strong for him right now, she wasn't the victim he was, he could have died he could have…

"DEKU!" Surprised, Katsumi flinches from the voice seeing her brother stomp over to the surprised Izuku.

"Kachan?" Confused, Izuku turns to him, noting the stoic scowl of Katsumi simply nodding at him, there was so much she wanted to tell him too, to thank him but also scold him, so many emotions were brewing, battling within her.

"Listen I'd never ask for a weakling like you to help me. Don't think you can look down on me got that! I was fine by myself! You're just a quirkless failure who won't even cut it as a cop! You didn't help me! You did nothing…don't forget it!" Furious, Katsumi seethes snarling baring his feral fangs as his bloodshot reds glare daggers at Izuku, his hues shaking before turning on his back, stomping brushing past Katsumi who simply sighs, smiling strained at Izuku before leaving as the two head home.

"Katsuki…" Immediately, both Mitsuki and Masura jolt up from their seats at the sight of their son stoically staring ahead, his raw reds twitching, trying to keep the mask on before storming past the two, stomping up the stairs, trying to keep a stiffer upper lip. The two try to chase after him but Katsumi takes her mother's arm stopping her, Mitsuki's glassy ruby reds gaze into her daughter's stern scarlet. She simply shakes her head making them both falter, parents and daughter share a look before sitting down trying to decide their next move, leaving Katsuki alone to process, to wait…not wishing for them all to bombard him all at once.

Quietly, Katsumi makes her way through her home, the normal warmth of the warm welcome home she'd received now and again now nothing more than a crispy chill. She shudders from the cold crisp breeze brushing through her brown locks. Shakily, she sighs closing her eyes exhaustion etched into her tired tone, her brow furrowed as she makes her way up the stairway, placing her hand flat on the coal railing. She hears the low groan of the feeble floorboards. She wears a pair of jogging bottoms, grey ones with thin lines of red on either side she wears a snow-white tank top and a green and black plait shirt, opened exposing said tank top. Slowly, she makes her way up the steps, hearing the low groan of each and every single step from the weight but brushes it off.

She furrows her brow when feeling the faint vibration of her phone no doubt a robotic reply from Endeavour after filling him in on the situation since he was technically her higher up, she messaged Kane and Haneul too. Still she wondered if the story had been published yet, feeling a familiar knot of dread form within wiggling within her squeamish stomach, trying to deal with it all, trying to handle the onslaught of emotions battling, brewing within her, feeling emotionally drained from it all as she shakily sighs. No she couldn't afford to bed like this right now, her little brother needed her and she would be there for him, she wasn't able to help save him from the slime so she'd do what she could at the least to make up for her failure. She furrows her brow feeling her nails scrape against the railing, feeling her fingertips flex, fidgeting coil around the railing as she bows her head, brow furrowed at the numerous thoughts trying to slip in, slide through, distract her, hinder her from the task at hand.

This was all your fault…

Why weren't you stronger?

Why did you just stand there while your brother was being fucking strangled?

What big sister are you for leaving him there to die?

No…No…no…stop…stop…stop it! Stop it! Incensed, Katsumi seethes slamming her hand flat firmly on the railing, feeling her fingertips wrap around the railing, heaving, feeling beads of sweat slither down her tense temple, descending down her temple, trying to deal with it all.

Fuming, she feels her blood boil, bubble, burn as angrily, she feels her fingertips coil, curl into the plush pillow of her palm, swiftly slamming her furious fist down on the flat smooth surface of the railing. She bows her head, trying to subdue her boiling blood, simmering, seething, she hated this, she hated every aspect of this, why did this have to happen? Why didn't she see this happening? Why didn't…did that villain attack Bakugo because of her? She had become rather lax when it came to that sort of him. Perhaps if she had been better, been stronger, been more ware, more defensive, none of this would have happened, her brother would be happy, her brother would be sage, her brother would be…

She furrows her brow when finding herself at the door, her brother's door making her sigh shakily. She bows her head, brow furrowed, taking a shaky breath trying to assure herself, compose herself.

"Katsu…can I come in?" Quietly, she knocks on the door only to receive still silence. After a moment, she opens the door slowly peering in seeing Katsuki bow his head, his legs pulled to his chest staring solemnly down, a dark look in his eye.

"Dad says the bath's ready …" Softly, Katsumi offers leaning against the doorframe staring at her brother but…

"…" Silently, Bakugo stares down at the floor below.

"Mum's made you your favourite." Katsumi points out gesturing downstairs but…

"…" Silently, Katsuki shuffles on his bed.

"You…you wanna get out of that uniform?" Katsumi steps forward reaching out but…

"…" Katsumi flinches from her hand making her recoil back.

Pathetic excuse of a sister…

You left him to die

You left him to fend for himself

You left him to be strangled…

Some sister you are…

"You…want to talk about it?" Softly, she offers as another still silence hangs heavily between both brother and sister.

"…Why?" Softly, Katsuki whispers sniffling.

"…" Silently, Katsumi looks towards the empty space by his side, he doesn't even look her way just nods staring straight ahead, his shining scarlets do.

"Why wasn't I strong enough?" Anguished, Katsuki seethes.

"Katsuki…" Katsumi sighs sitting down by her brother's side, not quite sure what to say wanting to assure him all is well but she knew her words wouldn't reach him, not in this state she's been through this state one too many time…a part of her had pondered what would Hawks do? He always seemed to know how to get her out of these ruts of hers…continue to praise him…no…that wasn't what Katsuki wanted. The boy's been praised throughout his entire life, what Katsuki was learning was a lesson Katsumi learned long ago but how was she to teach her little brother the lessons that caused her arm to be lost…how could she help him? No, that's not how she should be thinking, she had to help him, it was her job, her duty, her task as the elder sibling, she couldn't have her brother lose her arm. She wouldn't have him lose his arm just like she did, she wouldn't want that on anyone, especially not him.

"I was taken…again. I was kidnapped….again. I let my guard down…again." Anguished, Katsuki combs his fingertips through his blonde roots tugging at them.

"Katsuki…stop." Softly, she pleads to her baby brother gently prying his hand off his hair seeing him grimace from the sharp tugs, his watery reds gaze into her equally as shaking scarlet.

"Why am I so weak!? I…I couldn't fucking breathe I…I fucking hated it those eyes, all of them..were laughing, smiling, they didn't care I…I was so fucking…" Fuming, Katsuki shakes his head seething, snarling grinding his teeth together only for his eyes to widen when she wraps her arm around him.

"It's alright. You're safe now." Softly, she tries to reassure her brother but he slaps her away.

"That isn't what fucking matters. What matters is I let that nobody villain beat me! Take control of me! I'm…weak." Wailing, he screams, the tears freely falling breaking her heart.

"Katsuki listen to me you are not weak." Sternly, she takes him by his cheek, his ruby reds widening when hearing her words.

"Because of my quirk?" Bitterly, Katsuki furrows his brow.

"Because you are you. Bakugo you are the strongest person I know look at you, you remained strong throughout that panic, most people would have gone into shock but not you. You remained brave throughout it. I know heroes who would crumble from it all but you remained strong." Seriously, she tells her brother his eyes expanding when hearing her voice crack break making him whimper.

"I…" His voice cracks as his temple leans in touching her own temple.

"It's okay to Bakugo you went through something traumatic even for heroes…I was wrong Katsuki. I'm sorry…when you needed me most I wasn't there for you but what I said to you before…I was wrong." She confesses to her baby brother, his ruby reds dilating when hearing her words.

"The fuck do you mean?" Mad, he seethes sniffling whimpering.

"You can be a hero if you want to. If you can't move pass this that's okay out of everyone there you were the most heroic one out of them all." She confesses to her baby brother. His eyes widen when hearing her words as he sniffles bowing his head, staring down at his fidgeting fingertips soon coiling around her own, squeezing her hands just as she would do for him when they were young, when things got too much for the blonde, when the explosions would be too much for him, she would be there for him just as she was now, every single step of the way…

"…I…wanna be a hero. I'm going to be number one dammit!" Determined, he declares promising it to Katsumi smiling softly at him.

"I know you will." Gently, Katsumi whispers, blinking back the tears threatening to fall as she holds her baby brother in her arms, the two leaning back against the bedframe. He leans back against his sister, sniffling as the tears freely fall, as his voice cracks breaks before bowing his head. Katsumi feels the gentle dampness of the water stain her trousers. She squeezes his shoulder. He nuzzles into her side as her hand climbs up to the back of her head, her fingertips combing her fingertips through his spiky blonde roots, comforting him, letting him let the damn break through, letting the tears freely fall as he breaks down in his sister's arms, crying his heart out.

*So...we finally caught up to the anime what do you think?*