Lowly, the phone erupts from Katsumi groaning, placing her hand to her face, muffling. She slams her head into the plump pillow below muffling the weak whimper as she reaches out to Katsumi taking hold of her phone, her brow furrowing at the contact, making her blood turn ice cold.

"Kat?" Groggily, the arm draped over her murmurs mumbling as she feels the shy stubble shyly brush against the crook of her neck.

"…Go back to sleep Keigo." Katsumi tells him softly, squeezing the hand over her shoulder.

"But…" Whining, Keigo grumbles bowing his head nuzzling into her.

"I'll be back." Katsumi assures Keigo.

"Promise?" Keigo whispers softly.

"Promise." Katsumi assures Keigo slowly sliding out of the bed before going to get changed and leave.

"Do you know how late it is?" Katsumi grunts glaring down at the male beofre her sipping his tea while she seethes already missing the warmth of her bed.

"Early would be a better word." Ryoma remarks shyly sipping his black coffee.

"Where's Eri?" Harshly, she demands noting the lack of a certain girl.

"She's well just resting." Ryoma tells Katsumi.

"Resting from what?" Katsumi demands noting Ryoma nibble upon the biscuit provided.

"From all her hard word of course! I hope you don't mind meeting me face to face." Ryoma smirks slyly leaning into the plump pillow of his hand.

"…What does that girl have that makes you cling to her?" Baffled, Katsumi scowls.

"What does that boy have that makes you cling to him?" Ryoma counters making her blood turn ice cold.

"Don't…" Warningly, she snaps scowling.

"…You know I always imagined myself with a family, settling down with a wife having kids two boys twins, two troublemakers I liked the idea of calling them George and Fred from that book." Ryoma says.

"What the hell does that have to do with this right now!?" Katsumi demands fed up frustration flowing through her veins.

"You know you don't have to be so cranky." Ryoma points out brow furrowed.

"Excuse me for being cranky at 4 in the morning." Miserably, Katsumi grumbles glaring to the side scowling seething.

"I thought you heroes were ready for anything." Ryoma jokes lightly.

"What do you want?" Katsumi demands done.

"I simply wished to see you is that so hard to imagine?" Ryoma sighs.

"At 4 in the morning yes." Katsumi confirms curtly.

"Hey the heart wants what the heart wants." Ryoma smirks smugly.

"Well my hearts wants my bed." Bitterly, Katsumi huffs.

"We can arrange that." Ryoma wiggles his brow bemused.

"Excuse you?" Sharply, she demands from him.

"…You know our classmates used to compare you to a Doberman always barking, always cruel always so aggressive, so violent it's funny how wrong they are about you." Ryoma smiles softly staring down at the cup below.

"…" Katsumi's ruby reds narrow.

"I know the real you Katsu we're one in the same you and I." Resolved, Ryoma dictates.

"You're really doing this right now?" Tiredly, Katsumi pinches the bridge of her nose exhaustion etched into her fatigued facial features.

"Pardon?" Perplexed, Ryoma blinks baffled.

"The whole you and I we're more alike than you think speech really? I woke up at 4 got out of my comfy bed to hear this bull?" Seething, Katsumi slams her foot down on the table, cracks spewing out of the table as she seethes snarls, baring her fierce feral fangs at Ryoma rage pumping through her veins as she tries to ignore the urge to break his neck.

"I'm coming close to achieving our goal why can't you understand that?" Ryoma scowls at her exasperated.

"Our goal?" Insulted, Katsumi barks back.

"To cease quirks, to stop this hierarchy that's formed, those with powerful quirk reign supreme and those with weaker quirks are nothing and that's not even going into those lucky few that are quirkless." Ryoma explains to Katsumi.

"…I've heard enough." Irritated, Katsumi stands up.

"Why won't you listen to me!?" Mad, Ryoma demands sharply standing up from his seat shouting surprising her but she remains firmly frowning at him.

"Because its four in the fucking morning. You woke me up at four in the fucking morning where I was perfectly happy in my warm bed but you think it's fun to just… you're lucky I haven't snapped you're fucking neck for forcing me out of bed." Enraged, Katsumi snaps sharply seething, fury flowing through her as she quickly corrects herself, slamming her eyes shut seething.

"What? Scared your little birdy will miss your warmth?" Tauntingly, Ryoma smirks smugly.

"…Don't." Katsumi snaps scowling, feeling her muscles tense up.

"Scared he'll find out about you and me?" Mischievously, Ryoma wiggles a brow bemused.

"He isn't mine and there is no you and me." Sternly, she states the fact firmly.

"…Isn't there? Doesn't it bother you? How clingy he is? How naggy he is? How spoiled he is?" Irritated, Ryoma huffs.

"You don't know him." Irritated, Katsumi snaps sharply scowling.

"But I know people like him he's just using your generosity just wait one moment he'll be by your side but when you're backed in the corner bleeding you'll be all alone…he won't be there for you." Resolved, Ryoma scowls seething.

"You don't know him." Honestly, Katsumi states the fact firmly.

"I know people like him are dangerous he is driven by nothing but instinct. He is more animal than human and that's not even going into those that trained him to keep an eye on you just wait the moment you try to speak your mind. He'll cut you down why do you think he was sent to you in the first place?" Poisonously, Ryoma sneers scowling.

"…Like I said you don't know him not like I do. If you want to talk bring Eri that's the only reason I'm even talking to you. We're done here." Huffing, Katsumi stands up done as she turns her back to Ryoma frustration flowing through her veins disappointment drenching her facial features fleeing from the café, done.

"Right so I went to an old friend of mine he told me aloe something oil is good for burns for the back so…" Scowling, Katsumi begins brow furrowed as she gently places the bag to the side on the kitchen counter taking out the equipment inside from her research as she turns towards Hawks slumped on his back groaning, puffing his cheeks out watching the TV screen, seeing numerous flickers of images being displayed proudly proclaiming all sorts to the open air as she simply sighs shaking her head at him.

"So…" Hawks raises a brow bemused by the sight of the lotion being placed on the tabletop which she turns opening it up.

"Take your shirt off." Bluntly, Katsumi deadpans brow furrowed at the sly smirk of the happy Hawks turning to face her.

"Someone's being forward." Flirtatiously, Hawks wiggles a brow bemused, a glint gleaming in his glistening gold as her own ruby reds narrow while he leans forward a small smirk upon his lips.

"Shut up." Scowling, she swiftly shuts him up, glaring, glowering down at him as she feels his arms wrap around her waist while she settles sliding down on his lap making him beam brightly at the sight.

"Hey I ain't complaining about this forwardness Katsu." Teasingly, Hawks winks raises his hands up in mock surrender smirking smugly.

"You don't have the right to complain you should be damn lucky I agreed to look after you." Annoyed, Katsumi grumbles as he takes off his shirt off, exposing the bandages coiled around him.

"And I am." Hawks tells Katsumi his smug smirk widening when seeing her sharp stern glare.

"Then shut up and don't be weird." Grumbling, Katsumi huffs. She gently guides him over to lay on the sofa., her hand on his chest only for him to take hold of her hand by his wrist nuzzling nestling into her side bringing a faint ruby red tint to her crimson cheeks.

"When am I weird?" Hawks questions brow furrowed as he stretches out flinching from the brief meek movement below but he disregards it focusing on the task at hand.

"Twenty four seven." Seriously, Katsumi answers as her shimmering scarlet soften sadly at the cuts and bruises of his back, seeing some peels of skin slowly descending down. Katsumi ignores the brief burn of acid threatening to crawl up feeling chinks of said geyser threaten to burst out of her. But she brushes it off at the scarred sad state of Hawks, her hues softening sadly further when noting the tremors coursing through Hawks back, he must be in so much pain, he must be so scared, he must be…Katsumi slumps her shoulders saddened at the thought of Hawks perspective. She couldn't be disgusted, Hawks was relying on her trusted her, she couldn't let him down, she wouldn't…

"Yeh well you like this weirdo so hah!" Haughtily, Hawks points out, arrogance oozing out of his teasing tone making Katsumi roll her eyes amused almost as a small shy smirk upon her lips.

"WOW Hawks best comeback of the year." Jokingly, Katsumi says as she softly draws patterns into his back trying to provide some sense of comfort feeling the tremors of an earthquake flowing through Hawks back cease slightly, calmly comforting him almost.

"Hey give me some slack I've been laying here all day it's been boring." Hawks huffs moving his legs up and down as Katsumi settles on top of Hawks.

"Oh yes your life is so hard." Scowling, she swiftly stops said strikes to the back, giving her a warning glare at Hawks.

"I missed you." Hawks whines trying to reach out to hold her, hug her but it's a futile feeble attempt as Katsumi simply sihgs shaking her head at him.

"I'm sure now get on your front." Firmly, she orders him gently guiding him on his front once more.

"Now you're really being forward Katsu." Mischievously, Hawks smirks smugly at her

"I will suffocate you with one of these pillows if you don't shut up." Sternly, she grabs hold of the plush pillows casted to the side.

Cheekily, he turns his neck to look up at her as he swiftly zips his lips.

"Right…question." Katsumi falters from it, furrowing her brow as she stops herself just as she is about to begin.

"I thought you wanted me to zip my lip." Smirking, Hawks leans into his palm, craning his neck to the side smugly smirking batting his eyelashes at her.

"Do you want me to use both my arms or….?" Awkwardly, she gestures to her robotic arm.

"Will it damage your hand?" Hawks furrows his brow at the thought concern clear on his furrowed features.

"I don't think so." Katsumi answers.

"Right then shoot." Smirking, Hawks tells her.

"Got it." Katsumi nods her head in understanding as she slathers her hands with the substance before drawing, digging patterns into his back.

"You can be harder y'know, I'm not going to break." Grunting, Hawks teases smirking slightly.

"I'll break you neck if you're not careful." Coldly, she points out furrowing her brow by the feeble feathers of his chicken wings where they flutter up almost aroused as a heavy hue of ruby red crosses Hawks crimson cheeks at the thought.

"Dirty talk? You really are forward Kat." Hawks hums happily.

"You're disgusting." Katsumi grumbles as she furrows her brow.

"Hey I ain't complaining." Hawks shrugs.

"Hawks." Warningly, Katsumi snaps scowling.

"Zipping my lip." Smoothly, Hawks zips his lips once more beofre plopping his head in the plush pillow below as Katsumi focuses on the task at hand her brow furrowed when hearing what sounds like low moans from Hawks, making her tense up at the sound feeling a heavy heat upon her chiselled crimson cheeks hearing some grunts, seeing his feathers flutter almost enjoying it as he releases a fair few coy chirps bringing a small smile to Katsumi's lips at the rather endearing sound until feeling him go limp as his eyelids soon turn heavy.

"Okay that should do it." Katsumi mutters under her breath brow furrowed as she stands up removing herself from Hawks only the to jolt up at the sharp snores emitting from the blonde below her. He's fucking sleeping…Smirking, Katsumi arches a brow bemused by the sight of the sleeping bride but brushes it off turning away from him having much to do, the first thing being washing her hands and the last would be heading to bed…

Quietly, Katsumi makes her way through the hallways of her middle school brow furrowed, books in hand as she walks through seeing a fair few under and upperclassman immediately gravitate away from her, fearfully fleeing from her as she grimaces at the sad sight but brushes it off, having grown used to it adjusted to it even as she soon stops in her tracks turning to the source of screeching puppies begging to end it all. She sighs as she turns to the sound source finding Kane loudly wailing on a guitar an acoustic one at that as she simply raises a brow bemused by the boy's bad signing, swearing she saw cracks in the window where he then slams his guitar down on the floor flabbergasting the girl.

"…Isn't that school property?" Perplexed, Katsumi points out staring at the shattered shards of wood and bended twist stray strings.

"…Probably. Heh." Kane smiles sheepishly, a ruby red tint to his cheeks having gotten too invested into it.

"Don't you play piano?" Puzzled, Katsumi recalls.

"Yeah but it's nothing like the piano." Proudly, Kane proclaims.

"Well yeah it's a part of a different family. Why were you playing the guitar?" Befuddled, Katsumi queries.

"Why? Dude do you not know?" Kane gawks gaping at her.

"Know what?" Katsumi's ruby reds narrow.

"The guitar's like the most sexiest instrument ever, women swoon to you from it." Intensely, Kane gushes his hues shimmering shining making the brunette before him sweat drop at his animated antics.

"I'm guessing this is your plan for U.A." Amused, Katsumi smirks slightly.

"Damn right it is just you wait I'll be in the hero course strumming on my guitar with all the girls flicking in maybe even some teachers." Excited, Kane gushes giddily.

"…You're disgusting." Katsumi deadpans.

"I'm a dreamer Kat, a dreamer's got to dream." Kane stretches his arms out into the open air in awe almost.

"So long as you don't share such fantasies with me I'm fine." Firmly, Katsumi states.

"It's fine I got my back up." Happily, he takes out a…

"…A recorder?" Katsumi blinks befuddled by the instrument.

"Um yeah. That's the second most sexist instrument in the world!" Kane smirks smugly making Katsumi smirk slightly.

"Just behind the guitar?" Teasingly, she wiggles a brow bemused.

"Just behind." Kane's eyes narrow as he accents said fact with his fingertips pinching together.

"Ew you think I'd go out with someone like you!? Look at you you're a villain! You're disgusting!" Disdained, the shrill screech echoes throughout the middle school halls making Katsumi furrow her brow when watching Kane practically headbutt the window, slamming his head into the teeny tiny window, a part of Katsumi was impressed by his dedication to pick up even a hint of gossip or drama only for said feeling to be swiftly snuffled out by his feebly flailing legs like a fish on land or something.

"K-Kat help!" Kane calls out making Katsumi sigh pinching the bridge of her nose at the mess that was her friend. She easily pries out of the window where the two go over to watch the scene on the behest of a nosy Kane seeing the flock of girls gushing over the scene.

"I hear Yuki had been cheating in her latest tests!"

"Yeah no doubt Ryoma gave her the answers."

"I still can't believe Ryoma actually thought she would like him."

"Yeah with that eye of his he looks like a villain!"

"Yeah! It's so creepy!"

"Ewww it reminds me of those disgusting gore horror films!"

"With a face like that you'd think he take the hint."

"Hey do you know how his face was…" The murmuring soon ceases drifting off at the cold composed cough making the group gasp when seeing Kane's firm frown, glaring swiftly slicing said girls who turn away from the two fleeing form their sight but despite that they could hear them loud and clear.

"No!"

"Yeah she did it."

"How horrible!"

"Yeah and she doesn't even look guilty! The police had to come and everything!"

"He had to go to hospital, I hear he had to have facial reconstruction surgery!"

"And they couldn't save his eye?"

"It was gone the moment the blast hit."

"How selfish!"

"How awful…"

"How villainous…" The brunette flinches from the words, her grip tightening around her books as small shy streams of smoke sneakily peers out of the books in her hand beofre she gasps when seeing said sacred books beofre her cursing internally at the sad state of her book.

"To think someone with that sort of quirk is roaming through these hallways…it's so scary." She grimaces from the murmur turning away from the crowd, shakily sighing trying to compose herself. This was nothing knew; she knew she should leave it would only hurt her but….

"Yeah right? She's practically a time bomb waiting to go off! Anguished, Katsumi slams her eyes shut trying to stop the dam from breaking by the cold curt words of her fellow classmates some she had known for years, some she had played with as kids, some she once called her friends.

"Just forgot them." Tenderly, Kane whispers making Katsumi turn to him feeling his hand squeeze her shoulder making her smile shakily.

"Thanks…" Softly, she whispers, she didn't know where she'd be without Kane she really didn't.

"Hey get this there's this new arcade machine they got coming in. We should go check it out." Kane offers.

"You sure?" She raises a brow.

"Course! We heroes in training need to take time off for ourselves too you know?" Teasingly, he wiggles a brow bemused.

"Kane…" Katsumi furrows her brow conflict clear on her face as she falters in her steps.

"Hm?" Humming, Kane stops in his tracks turning back to Katsumi.

"Do you think…? Do you think…if he had his looks back he would be dating someone by now?" Pained, Katsumi whisper softly to him.

"With that shitty attitude of hers I doubt it." Kane deadpans.

"…" Surprised, Katsumi blinks baffled by his words.

"Hey don't look at me like that. What he did he did to himself; he can mope all he likes it's not going to change shit. Now come on you did all you could for him. He's his own problem now not yours. " Scowling, Kane deadpans shoving his hands into his middle school jacket, his snow-white shirt half hazarded buttoned up exposed the purple tank top underneath with a gold medallion of sorts dangling down from his throat.

Softly, Katsumi smiles shyly at the bright beam of Kane, his smile soon shifting her own to match his, his insufferable smile being too much for her as she follows after him, hearing his loud random ramblings with a soft smile of endearment, thankful for having him by her side…oblivious to the sharp side eyes glare of ruby red pinned upon the back of the brunette.

"Stop fussing." Frowning, Katsumi scowls down at the head in her hands as Hawks sits down on the sofa, back to Katsumi with her legs either side of his seated form, softly smiling at the contact of the brunette before him, having worn the pro down to apply his daily moisturizer. His shirt is cased to the side, bandages freshly coiled around his form.

"I'm not fussing." Hawks whines leaning back into her hand.

"Do you want the facial or not?" Impatiently, Katsumi huffs softly slapping either side of his cheeks.

"…Yes." Hawks whines giving in.

"Then shut up and let me do this." Tiredly, Katsumi tells him unaware of his glistening gold narrowing dubiously, a sly smirk upon his lips when watching her furrowed focused features tending to the task at hand.

"You wanna?" Suggestively, Hawks wiggles a brow bemused, a glint gleaming in his glistening gold pointing to his temple winking.

"If I kiss you on the forehead, it'll ruin my work." Sternly, she reminds the tease before her huffing at him.

"Yeah you're right you probably need to kiss me on the lips." Cheekily, Hawks winks making her hues narrow twitching at him.

"I will break your neck." Icily, she snaps leering over at him.

"You know I could use an affirmation." Hawks hints hopeful unaware of Katsumi's furrowed frown looking tense uncomfortable even.

"Right…right…um…people like you?" Unsure, Katsumi offers earning a small snort form Hawks leaning forward.

"That…that isn't it." Smirking, Hawks snickers smirking shaking his head at the brunette behind him.

"Okay look I've never had to do this okay!" Annoyed, Katsumi snaps sharply scowling at the boy below her.

"Oh my god stop showing off your glycerine moisturizer." Whining, Hawks childishly complains, a teasing tone of envy etched into her facial features.

"I'm not I'm simply saying…" Sighing, Katsumi attempts to defend herself however…

"I'm bored." Bluntly, Hawks cuts Katsumi off simply staring down at the beaming blonde below her, a glint glistening in his hues.

"I'm going to kill you one of these days." Determined, Katsumi mutters miserably, bloodlust emerging out of her, her ruby reds narrowing, glaring down at the blonde.

"Aw love you to Kat. So I got to ask how did you do that?" Tiredly, a small yawn escapes Hawks lips.

"Do what?" Katsumi raises a brow befuddled.

"That massage it was heavenly." Yawning, he exclaims.

"It was nothing." Katsumi dismisses shrugging her shoulders.

"Nothing?! That was not nothing that was divine." In awe, Hawks gushes, starry eyed bringing a ruby red tint to her crimson cheeks scowling, glaring to the side.

"You're only saying that due to the stress of your back a pro would do better." Bluntly, Bombarda deadpans as she focuses on the task at hand.

"I highly doubt it now come on spill." Softly, he leans back against the soft sofa his arms gently wrapping around her legs.

"I've done a fair few massages on myself when I was younger when my ligaments would tear or be on the verge of it I would often massage them to deal with the pain." Katsumi explains to Hawks.

"You did that?" Hawks raises a brow eyeing her hands.

"Well Haneul did it for me she saw I was in pain she had some techniques of her own." Katsumi recalls.

"But Haneul doesn't really use ligaments for her quirk." Confused, Hawks points out.

"No but she can get a headache from it." Katsumi tells Hawks.

"And you can massage that?" Unsure, Hawks furrows his brow befuddled.

"A bit but I think it mainly came from her family, they run a massage parlour." Katsumi tells Hawks.

"Serious?" Stunned, Hawks blinks baffled.

"Yeah it's not as popular as others but it does its work. She offered me the place and I've been there a few times." Fondly, Katsumi recalls leaning back on the sofa, thinking back to the visits, her family were rather pushy for the two to talk, to have her befriend Haneul.

"We should go together!" Chirpily, Hawks beams brightly at the thought his gold glinting gleaming at the thought.

"What?" Katsumi blinks baffled by his cheery chirpiness.

"Have a spa day together when I get better we should so do that!" Excitedly, Hawks beams brightly, the ruby red remnants of feeble feathers flutter.

"How about you focus on healing before planning anything?" Gently, Katsumi slaps his cheek beofre standing up.

"So you'll consider it?" Hopeful, Hawks asks as Katsumi walks over to the kitchen, to wash her hands, hearing the gushing gales of water descend down as she cleans her hand.

"I'll consider it after you get your feathers back." Fairly, Katsumi considers.

"Hey Kat." Hawks drapes over the sofa.

"Hm?" Humming, Katsumi turns towards Hawks his arms dangling down from the sofa.

"Was that a one time thing?" Hawks asks moping.

"What?" Katsumi blinks baffled.

"The massage I mean?" Hawks says to her.

"Well…like I said I'm no pro I could do more harm then good." Katsumi warns Hawks.

"Right…" Hawks trails off brow furrowed.

"Don't you normally go to someone bout your back I mean…" Katsumi advises brow furrowing.

"Sometimes but that was…nice it felt better you know?" Hawks tries to explain but…

"…Tell you what when you get better I'll look more into it see what I can learn." Fsirly, Katsumi offers.

"You serious?" Smiling, Hawks perk sup joyous at the thought.

"Hawks you got to look after yourself especially with how heavy those wings of yours are I assumed you would have your back massaged daily." Dutifully, she reminds Hawks his hues widening when hearing her words as she places h er hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah most would but with my busy schedule." Strained, Hawks smiles making Katsumi scowl.

"Hawks." Sternly, she places her hands on her hips.

"Hm?" Hawks perks up at her stern scowl.

"There is a limit to being a hero I know that just as you should. We can save people as much as we want but in the end of it when you're in need of saving those people may not be there for you, you need to look after yourself just as much as you look after the people." Pointedly, she reminds him.

"…Kat." Hawks begins brow furrowed when she turns her back to him.

"I'm gotta go I have a stream to do." Tiredly, she raises her hands up in the air exasperation etched into her tired tone.

"But you've already done one." Whining, Hawks huffs craning his head back.

"Yes well this video is for tomorrow." Tensely, she answers.

"Urgh…" Groaning, Hawks huffs as he plops down on his back.

"Don't sleep on your back." Bluntly, Katsumi calls out making Hawks moan mumbling into his plush pillow as he corrects his posture as he is left alone to heal….

"I told you I'm ffffiiine." Frowning, Hawks whines drawing it out making Katsumi's eye twitch at the long wail echoing throughout the apartment as she tries to focus on editing only to find the childish cry cut her out of her focused funk of sorts.

"No you're not. Even Endeavour agrees you need to rest." Katsumi reminds Hawks as she strides over into her bedroom finding the boy curled into the covers creating a nest of sorts, his feeble feathers making some sort of recovery from their prior form.

"But I don't want to." Tentatively, he whimpers nuzzling his cheek into the sheets seeking comfort from the scent of said sheets.

"Well you'll just have to." Tiredly, Katsumi plops down on the edge of the bed, feeling the faint motion by her side as the creature crawls over her to her.

"But it's boooring…I'm the number…" Whining, Hawks plops his head upon her lap.

"Hawks I don't care what umber you are what matters to me is getting you back to normal now take these and drink." Sternly, she takes the pills by the counter alongside the untouched rim of water and bowl of broth.

"But I don't want to." Tiredly, Hawks huffs pouting puffing his cheeks out.

"It'll help with the back pain." Patiently, Katsumi reminds him.

"But I don't want to." Whining, he turns his back, coiling the duvet around his form creating a cocoon of sorts delving deeper into the duvet.

"Look I've made you some chicken soup that should help with the pills." Sighing, she reminds him brow furrowing at said bowl.

"But…" Brow furrowed, he wraps his arms around the middle of Katsumi nuzzling into her side.

"But nothing." Sternly, she furrows her brow at him.

"But they'll make me sleepy." Scowling, Hawks grumbles.

"Which is what you need." Strictly, she reminds him.

"It'll make my stomach ache…" Anxiously, Hawks complains.

"What are you…?" Lost, Katsumi furrows her brow what sort of pills did he take for his stomach to ache, they were meant to do the opposite of that at the least.

"But what about you?" Hawks furrows her brow at Katsumi.

"Look I won't be far." Katsumi gently combs her fingertips through his hair trying to provide some sense of comfort to him.

"You promise?" Hopeful, Hawks asks, his gold glistening gleaming up at her.

"Yeah I'm just streaming today. Kane's taking care of the agency." She assures him.

"But if I'm sleepy we won't cuddle." Coyly, Hawks nuzzles deeper into her side.

"You won't be cuddling with me at all until you take your pills the doctor prescribed." Pointedly, she tries to warn him.

"Come on Kat. That's too cruel!" Childishly, Hawks' grip tightens around her.

"Okay then no cuddles for a week." Sternly, she warns him.

"Wait, wait, kid, you cannot be serious, what do you mean no cuddles for a week?" Alarmed, Hawks furrows his brow by her words.

"You heard me." Katsumi shrugs standing up.

"But it tastes disgusting…!" Hawks scowls as she places the pill and drink in his hand.

"It has no taste you just need to swallow." Sighing, Katsumi tells Hawks.

"That's what she…" Slyly, Hawks smirks smugly.

"Finish that sentence and I'll send you back to the hospital." Scowling, she warns him.

"Fuck, baby bird you are killing me here… fine, I'll stay in bed, happy?" Huffing, Hawks grumbles crossing his arms over his chest pouting.

"…" Sternly, she scowls glaring at him.

"Fine. Give me the damn meds…" Miserably, Hawks offers his hand out to her.

"Attaboy." Smirking, she plops the pills in her hand which he downs in one with go thanks to the water as she then leaves him, heading to her own duties while he descends down into the dark depths of his head.

"Alright so Haneul bought this for me. I take it this guy's a relative of phoenix." Katsumi furrows her brow as she plays her switch staring down at the nervous wreck of a defence attorney.

"Have you ever played the games?" She reads from the chat.

"I played the first one that was okay I know Haneul loved it the amount of narumitsu shit I've seen on her computer." Chuckling, Katsumi snickers smirking at the memory.

"You know what narumitsu is?!" Excited another comments.

"Kane told me about it Haneul had made a fanfic for it once I don't know if its still posed though…" Katsumi shrugs.

"Haneul writes fanfic!" Excited the chat burst from the news.

"…I should have said that should I? Regardless of the fact she did I don't know what its called nor where it is now. All I know is that Kane found it and had rubbed it in Haneul's face throughout U.A." Katsumi grimaces at her mistake murmuring it only to snap out of her tangent by the sharp slam of a familiar leg.

"Okay just me or is van Zieks better than Edgeworth I mean look at him!" Impressed, Katsumi remarks eyeing the prosecutor.

"Do I have a thing for brits?" Bemused, Katsumi reads out loud amused almost at the thought.

"…Probably. Also that leg!" Katsumi gushes at another sharp slam of a leg upon the tabletop.

"Did he just throw his glass in the fucking lamp!? How the hell did that lamp not explode there's gas in there and with the flame…the court would explode!" Taken aback, Katsumi blinks baffled by the sharp slam of a glass being throw into the lamp lights.

"Do you ship narumitsu?" A donation announces.

"…How could you not? I mean come on unnecessary feelings the obliviousness of both parties is ridiculous. It's clear as day. How can you be so thick over someone else's feelings?" Frowning, Katsumi argues just as she hears a low groan.

"Kaaaaaat." Hawks calls out making her sigh.

"Oh for the love of…" Katsumi groans as she turns towards the sleepy figure of Hawks using the back of his hand to wipe away the sleepy dust as he makes his way over.

"Kaaaaat." Hawks wraps his body around her wearing a loose greasy grey shirt with jogging bottoms on, his blonde locks dishevelled as he holds her while the chat go wild from the sight.

"What is it?" Softly, she sighs turning her chair to face him.

"I'm huuungy." Huffing, he whines.

"What happened to the chicken soup I gave you?" Gently, she questions him holding him.

"Are you cheating on me!?" Upset, Hawks furrows his brow at a certain reporter.

"…Wha…? Chat Hawks is on some certain rugs right now for his back." Swiftly, she fills the confused chat in.

"Who is this?" Offended, Hawks hues narrow, his grip tightening around Kat.

"A fictional character." Calmly, Katsumi answers as she is practically pinned to the chair by Hawks hanging over her.

"So he's real!" Disgusted, Hawks seethes.

"Hawks we aren't together." Tiredly, she reminds him.

"So you admit you're involved with him!" Hurt, Hawks wails.

"…I'm involved with a pixelated character?" Confused, Katsumi furrows her brow.

"So you confess!" Hawks leans back shocked poking her in the nose unaware of him dropping down having leant too far back only for Katsumi to lunge, swiftly snatching and catching him saving him from the fall.

"Oh for the scuse me chat got to take bird brain to bed." Tiredly, Katsumi tells the chat turning her focus to Hawks.

"But I don't wanna." Hawks whines in her shirt, nuzzling into her as she turns off stream.

"Come on." Sighing, Katsumi furrows her brow picking Hawks up, feeling his arms and legs wrap around her form as the chat explode going wild at the sight of the dishevelled blonde nuzzling nestling into the crook of Katsumi's neck, softly sniffing, feeling his body laxen from her scent alone as he goes lax in her arms once again returning to the dark depths of his mind…

"And welcome back to our sword and shield egglocke, if I remember right I'm on Gordie and Han's on Melody right? Now then our Pokémon question of the day what is your least liked type? We know what Bombi's is." Haneul recalls brow furrowed as she softly hums to herself headset on as she and Katsumi stand behind their separate greenscreens. Haneul has a grey and black one while Katsumi has a red and black one.

"Now hold on…" Katsumi mutters wearing a snow white tank top with a camouflage bomber jacket and black jogging bottoms.

"Come on its rock, fairy and…" Haneul lists off with her fingertips, she wears a black tank top turtleneck with a green skirt.

"Fire." Katsumi cuts Haneul off.

"Fire?" Frowning, Haneul exclaims.

"I don't like fire tyres." Tensely, Katsumi grumbles glaring to the side scowling.

"How come?" Confused, Haneul asks Katsumi.

"I don't know I just don't maybe it's their designs or something." Scowling, Katsumi considers.

"What about arcanine?" Astonished, Haneul quirks her head to the side.

"Well I like arcanine but…" Katsumi begins but…

"But what? Who's your least favourite fire type?" Haneul queries.

"Maybe Darukmaka or ninetails?" Unsure, Katsumi shrugs her shoulders.

"Ninetails?" Haneul blinks baffled hurt almost at the thought.

"I don't know I just feel like ninetails was always the Pokémon I'm meant to have in Soul silver since there aren't many fire types out there." Tensely, Katsumi sighs scowling, she hated how she felt like she needed certain Pokémon on her team to pass it's similar to the whole TM thing she hated it she remembered when she thought instead of suing staraptor on her pearl playthrough she could see gliscor imagine her shock when said creature couldn't use that move.

"Have to have?" Haneul asks curious.

"You know those types you're meant to have like in a normal playthrough, water and fire really maybe electricity or grass defiantly flying for the fly tm but…" Katsumi attempts to explain brow furrowed.

"I thought you'd like the fire typing I mean you're all…" Haneul gestures making said brunette brow furrow.

"Just because I may be a bit fiery doesn't mean I like the type what about you?" Katsumi asks her.

"Me? Hm…I guess my least favourite typing would be…ice, rock and fighting." Frowning, Haneul lists off once more.

"Ice and fighting?" Frowning, Katsumi exclaims.

"Most of the humanoid Pokémon designs freak me out and ice just seems useless now the same with rock. I mean why have a rock type when you can have an electric type on your field they have better matchups against other types than rock." Haneul elaborates her point.

"Fair point what's your least favourite Pokémon of that type then?" Katsumi asks Haneul.

"If I answer this can you at least for the fans say something nice about the fairy typing?" Haneul smirks slyly, a glint gleaming in her gleaming green.

"…Fine. I guess…I'm glad I can use mawile using their mega in omega ruby was quite fun the same could be said for dustox or ariados "I mean at least they have some use now you know?" Katsumi sighs scowling.

"Yeah true." Haneul gives her that.

"Now your turn." Katsumi smirks smugly at her.

"Right…machamp, hitmonless and poliwrath are just too beefy to look at they freak me out along with Conkeldurr's freaky bulb head design. As for ice tyes I mean we already have water types were ice types needed? It's like your argument about rock and ground they could be moves sure but just pokemon that are rock type tend to scream ground to me." Haneul explains grimacing, feeling a shy shudder course crawl down her shaking spine at the sheer thought of said memories.

"I can get that. Hey you got a question would you get do a rock monotype run between you two the first one to win would win?" Katsumi reads out loud from the chat.

"…No." Swiftly, Haneul refuses resolved.

"Really? Seems like fun?" Feebly, Katsumi considers unsure.

"I don't know seems more like hassle I mean what game would we play? Black and white that could work." Humming, Haneul considers leaning back in her seat thoughtfully at the idea.

"I thought platinum would work with the underground.…Maybe sun and moon…I don't know it would take a lot to willpower to do I mean I do like larvitar." Humming, Katsumi considers as she scratches her cheek.

"And I like corsola." Cheerily, Haneul joins in.

"Wait corsola's a rock type?" Katsumi furrows her brow.

"…Yeah, water rock." Haneul answers.

"Huh…the more you know I guess…I mean rockruff and archeps is cute." Katsumi considers.

"So is amaura and carbink…" Haneul adds.

"You think those are cute?" Confused, Katsumi furrows her brow baffled by the thought.

"How could you not?" Haneul counters coolly.

"Well…okay look we'll think about it but after this playthrough we may take a break from Pokémon for a while." Katsumi announces to the chat.

"Agreed we have other projects to tend to any other questions…" Haneul nods her head in understanding.

"How did you get these games? Well my original game was a Christmas present from my dad I got pearl my brother got diamond." Katsumi answers smirking at the memory.

"As for me I inherited it from my uncle, he had it and gave it to me to play it was fun and I got into it…What do you think of the rival? I like Hop he's…nice." Haneul furrows her brow reading off the chat after answering said question perking up at another thrown their way.

"Yeah I like the arc they are trying to go for I mean he's no Hau thank god for that." Tiredly, Katsumi groans leaning back in her seat.

"Did you not like Hau?" Haneul blinks baffled.

"I just…I don't hate him but I miss the old rivals you know like Silver and Gary or well Blue." Katsumi confesses.

"Yeah I know what you mean… Oh yeah how's Hawks?" Haneul nods her head in understanding as they both continue to play, the two heading towards their respective gym, finishing the puzzle between both gyms before beginning their gym match.

"He's fine finally got him to sleep." Sighing, Katsumi smiles softly slumped against her chest relieved.

"Kaaat…" The low groan echoes making the girl grunt.

"Or so I thought…" Tiredly, the girl huffs turning towards the door.

"Kaat…" The voice continues on.

"What time is it?" Sighing, she asks Haneul.

"3." Haneul answers.

"Right I got to go." Katsumi sighs.

"Hm?" Haneul raises a brow.

"Got to redo his bandages." Briskly, she answers.

"Right I'll see you." Haneul tells her.

"See you." Katsumi says before standing up turning the stream off as she goes to tend to Hawks…

"Hawks come on I got to do your bandages." Bored, Katsumi calls out to the groaning bored blonde huffing. He lies on the soft sofa in the living room lying on his front flat on the sofa draped over it. Humming, his cheek nuzzles nestles into the plum plush pillow of the arm of the sofa stretched out across it, lightly channel surfing switching chancel after channel, finding no channel to settle upon. He pouts, puffing his cheeks out annoyed at the sad state of his bored form.

"But I don't wanna." Whining, Hawks groans grumbling under his breath bitterly stretching further, childishly.

"Hawks you know we have to." Tiredly, Katsumi reminds the blonde, the two had to

"But it's itchy…and it gets all sweaty and…" Annoyed, Hawks groans, craning his neck back brow furrowed moping.

"Look I know you don't like me looking at your back but it needs to be done." Dutifully, Katsumi reminds him hands on her hips, furrowing her brow, glaring down at the winged hero beofre her, his skint tight shirt on much to her annoyance at the sight, they both knew he was meant to have the shirt off. The material could get make sweat and stop or worsen the healing rate of his back, the dried blood could do something worse with the cuts to his back. Not to mention the cold compresses tossed to the side not even open, he knew he hated how cold it was but he had to wear it for his own sake. Still he refused to listen….

"…." Silently, Hawks reaches out to the plump pillow on the sofa snatching it shoving his head into it muffling the moan escaping his lips.

"Would you prefer going to the hospital?" Katsumi asks noting Hawk's ruby red feathers or those hat grew back flinch from the namedrop alarmed almost at the thought.

"No." Hawks huffs slumping, slouching his shoulders sadly.

"Then take your shirt off." Sternly, she cold commands him.

"…Right." Sighing, Hawks huffs slumping, slouching his shoulders grunting slightly as he manged to move, slowly moving to stand up straight upon the sofa staring bored at the faint flickers of the TV presented proudly beofre him.

"Look you don't need to feel so insecure." Softly, she takes a seat on the sofa, concern clear on her furrowed features.

"W-Who said I was insecure?" Irritated, Hawks huffs trying to brush her off but Katsumi could see his hesitation was clear as day.

"Well that stutter for one." Katsumi deadpans.

"Look I'm fine I just…like I said the world shouldn't feel at ease with my back like this with my wings like this." Grimacing, Hawks winces as he takes off his shirt revealing the bloodied bandages once snow white now stained scarlet well bits and pieces of it.

"Hawks…it isn't just you fighting." Frowning, Katsumi reminds him as she feels him flinch from her touch briefly before adjusting, easing himself form her touch alone.

"It feels like it sometimes." Softly, Hawks confess pain laced in his tired tone.

"I get that I do but…" Katsumi begins brow furrowed just as the bandages come crashing down to the soft sofa below.

"But what?" Hawk turns his neck turning to her brow furrowing from her words.

"There will always be someone stronger than me and it was from that lost of my arm that I realizes that. It was a wake up call for me I guess. Made me realize my own weakness that I couldn't do shit just on my own." Katsumi attempts to explain to him.

"So what? I should lose my arm?" Haughtily, Hawks smirks slightly only to see Katsumi's stern scowl.

"Of course not all I'm saying is this we all have scars and its with these scars that remind us that even if we are heroes we are still human we still have weaknesses whether want to admit it or not." Gently, Katsumi attempts to explain as she gently applies the cold compresses.

"…" Hawks flinches from the icy cold nature of the compresses flinching from it before easing himself as she takes out the aloe from the sofa side but falters.

"Alright look." Fed up, Kasumi places the cream aside as she takes off her shirt taking Hawks aback by the sports bra shown but…

"What are you…?" Blushing, Hawks gawking, gaping at her ruby red all over his facial features when seeing her sports bra.

"Just shut up dumbass see these?" Tiredly, Katsumi huffs turning her back to point towards the scars littered across her back.

"…Those…those look recent." Gently, she feels Hawks ghost like touch tentatively touch the soft scars.

"When I was thrown for a window hurt like a bitch but I got up from that." Katsumi chuckles at the memory, a smug smirk upon her lips.

"Kat you just…people rely on me, when they see my wings they feel safe how can they now with…?" Anxiously, Hawks furrows his brow strained.

"Hawks it isn't just your wings the people see it's who you are they see." Seriously, she tells Hawks his hues widening when hearing her words.

"But they don't know who I am not like you do." Hawks bows his head.

"Maybe not but they see you as a symbol, they see that face they hear that voice, they see that stupid smile and feel at ease just with your words you can calm folks down don't you see how amazing of a superior power that is alone? The amount of shit Kane got done just with the use of his words is something else. I could never do that but you do it so easily. You're amazing Hawks you are. You do more than you even realize." Katsumi explains to him as she turns him to face her way staring in awe almost at her words at her small smile, feeling the heat hang heavily in his crimson cheeks.

"You…you really think so?" Hopeful, Hawks whispers, his hues softening slightly. Shyly, he leans in for his temple to touch hers.

"I know so." Softly, Katsumi whispers leaning in for her temple to touch his own as well as her hand slides over to his cheek cradling it, feeling her thumb brush against the faint stubble of his chin. He leans into her touch, his hues softening slightly, relieved to be by her side. She steps back, getting out the clean bandages to wrap around him as she continues tending to his injuries.