Quietly, Hawks and Katsumi make it through the busy streets of Osaka. Stoically, she stares ahead not batting an eye to the hand clasps around her own trembling. Katsumi instead arches a brow by the still silence of the surprisingly shy Hawks confusing her. She thought he'd love it here from the flashing flair of lights to the busy streets…

"Oh my gosh it's Hawks! Hawks!" Happily, the giddy girls rush over to the blonde's side.

"Can we take a selfie!?" Smiling, one of the girls asks hopeful.

"Oh sure!" Strained, Hawks smiles at the thought making Katsumi furrow her brow not liking it one bit.

"We were so worried about you when we heard what happened to your feathers." Fretfully, the girl gushes.

"Can we see?" Smiling, one of the girls hopefully ask animatedly.

"Um well…" Uncomfortable, Hawks smiles strained scratching the back of his neck, not liking it one bit but…

"It would be best you don't." Scowling, Katsumi cuts in brow furrowed staring sternly at his fans.

"H-Huh? Oh you…why didn't you take Hawks to hospital?" Annoyed, one of the girls sneer scowling at Katsumi poison dripping down her tense tone.

"He would be out and about much easier if he had seen proper medical attention!" Angrily, another fan adds as Katsumi simply stares at the girls beofre her bored almost.

"Actually…" Hawks intervenes furrowing his brow smiling softly trying to be the peacemaker but….

"Wow isn't that Bombarda!" Excited, a voice calls out making the two then turn to a boy and girl rushing over to her side.

"Huh?" Surprised, Bombarda raises a brow at a crowd of her own forming.

"It really is wow!"

"The way you took down those extremists was so badass!"

"Yeah oh or the way you took down that mole guy was badass."

"Oh…thanks?" Unuse, Bombarda furrows her brow tensing up at the praise thrown her way.

"Could we have an autograph?" Hopeful, a boy asks.

"Um sure." She furrows her brow by the pen given to her alongside the notepad.

"Thank you so much! I don't suppose we could…" Shyly, the blushing boy begins as Katsumi focus on her signature oblivious to the faint flinch from Hawks.

"Hm?" Katsumi hums looking up taking note of the boy's shy sputter, frozen almost in time as she looks up at him wide eyed when seeing his frightened feature oblivious to the cold killer dilated golden glare of Hawks.

"N-Never mind!" The boy turns on his heel fleeing from the two.

"What was that ab-Hawks?" Lost, Katsumi begins brow furrowed only to jolt up when noting the ruby red wings towering over her poofed up almost as she glares up at the wings.

"Sorry but we're pretty busy right now it was nice talking to you guys though." Tensely, he smiles softly at her

"But…"

"Aww…."

"She's so lucky…" Annoyed the group of fangirls glare at the back of the baffled Bombarda being tugged out of the crowd as they head off on their own by Hawks hand around her wrist where they leave heading on their own.

"Katsumi hey!" Happily, Tai beams brightly at the sight of the blonde.

"Hey Tai..." Casually, Katsumi approaches Fatgum feeling Hawk's hand around her tighten making her furrow her brow noting his wings puffing up noting Hawks' sharp scowl sent Fatgum's way.

"You really made it!" Joyous, Fatgum beams brightly.

"Well yeah dub dumbass. I have a job to do." Katsumi deadpans.

"…" Scowling, Hawks huffs shoving his hand into his pockets glaring to the side pouting puffing his cheeks.

"And Hawks you came too it's good to see you." Fatgum smiles softly at Hawks who grunts when Katsumi scowling elbows her into his side making him grunt cradling the side of his torso.

"…ow! Fine! Fine! Sorry for acting like that back there." Tiredly, Hawks huffs hands up in the air.

"It's cool I think it's what people called cabin fever." Fatgum smirks slightly at Hawks.

"Could you not act like I trapped him in there?" Tense, Katsumi crosses her arms over her chest cross.

"Hah sorry, sorry so you ready to meet him?" Fatgum asks her.

"Sure." Smirking, Katsumi places her hand on her hip.

"Who?" Hawks hues narrow.

"My latest sidekick." Smiling, Fatgum tells him.

"What makes this guy so special?" Scowling, Hawks demands annoyed.

"Ignore him he's just cranky from the trip we'd be happy to see him." Katsumi gives Hawks the stink eye.

"Speak for yourself…" Hawks huffs turning to glare to the side.

"Hawks…" Sternly, she scowls at him.

"Suneater come on over here!" Fatgum hollers.

"…I wanna go home." Meekly, the hero suneater moans placing his head on the wall.

"His mental gain could use some work but our suneater over here is something else." Fatgum gently hits the back of Suneater squeaking slightly staggering back by the sheer strength of Fatgum's hit.

"I can see that. Aww he's adorable." Katsumi smiles softly at the nervous wreck just as Hawks hues narrow, gritting grinding his teeth together.

"A-Adorable?" Shyly, said male squeaks, a heavy hue of ruby red dusting his crimson cheeks.

"Adorable is a word Kat uses for those that can be easily dominated." Dubiously, Fatgum teases smirking smugly.

"Oi Fatgum it ain't like that!" Lightly, Katsumi snaps scowling at him.

"Isn't it?" Fatgum wiggles a brow bemused.

"…" Silently, Hawks hues narrow at him, glaring, glowering at Fatgum at the shaking squirming Suneater.

"Just ignore that moron so Suneater I'm Bombarda it's nice to meet you." Bombarda gently assures Suneater.

"N-Nice to meet you too." Shyly, Suneater bows his head.

"So cute! Softly, Katsumi smiles softly at Suneater amused almost at it.

"So Suneater what can you do?" Katsumi asks him.

"W-Well…" Shyly, Suneater stretches his quivering quaking arm out as next the group knew a shy stem of grass sprouted out from his hand.

"That's all?" Scoffing, Hawks rolls his eyes.

"Hawks!" Harshly, Katsumi scowls at the blonde beofre her.

"What just saying what we're all thinking?!" Hawks huffs.

"S-Sorry." Suneater bows his head anxiously at his hues glaring, glowering at him, emitting bloodlust.

"Ignore him he won't be here long." Katsumi assures him.

"What's that meant to mean?" Mystified, Hawks scowls at her.

"It means you're going to check us in at the Onsen get whatever this is cleared up and wait for me after the meeting." Mad, Katsumi states the fact firmly furious.

"Wait I'm coming!" Annoyed, Hawks huffs.

"No you're not. You're still in no condition to do so." Sternly, she reminds him.

"I can fly though." Hawks huffs his wings flaring up.

"Yes you can fly to the Onsen." Curtly, she tells him.

"What about you?" Hawks demands from her.

"Fatgum will help me find it." Calmly, Katsumi states the fact firmly furious, trying to hold in the urge to shout at him, to scream at him, to screech, she couldn't make a scene, she was better than that…she wanted to be, she had to be.

"But…" Brow furrowing, Hawks begins annoyed.

"Hawks I was invited to join this not you." Katsumi tells him.

"Tch…fine!" Hurt, Hawks recoils back brow furrowing when watching the blonde take off.

"Hawks!" Katsumi snaps scowling, anger laced in her tone frustration flowing through her veins.

"He's still being iffy?" Fatgum sighs at Katsumi slumping her shoulders shakily sighing, exhaustion etched into her tired tone.

"I'm afraid so hopefully the soak in the Onsen will get him to calm down. I'm so sorry about that Suneater." Sighing, Katsumi groans she tried to be nice, she tried to be patient, she tried, she really did she didn't want to snaps, she didn't…

"H-His feathers…" Feebly, Suneater shyly mutters out.

"Hm?" Both pros turn to Suneater.

"T-They're vibrant…" Suneater shyly squeaks out.

"That is what the colour red does I guess…?" Unsure, Katsumi shrugs her shoulders.

"Now hold on Suneater may be on to something…" Fatgum considers.

"You think so?" Katsumi raises a brow at him.

"Last I saw him his feathers weren't that red." Fatgum points out.

"But those feathers you saw weren't burnt off maybe they'll darken over time." Katsumi disputes.

"Maybe…" Fatgum crosses his arms over his chest.

"Excuse me the meeting will now commence if you could all come in here for us to discuss our plan!" Politely, a voice calls out making the three nod their head beofre heading in, eager to hear how the plan will go down.

"I just want to thank you all for coming at such short notice we have only received this information a few hours ago and believe this to be our only chance to gather more intel as to what the yakuza are planning." Tsukauchi begins the meeting bowing his head thankful for those that could come at such short notice.

"The yakuza? Haven't heard that name in a while." Fatgum mutters.

"We believe one of the heads of the Yakuza is hosting a tournament no doubt a showcase of what trigger is capable of. Trigger is you haven't checked the notes provide boosts your quirk and the drug can cause harmful damage to you it can lead to quirks going out of control which is why we need to stop such a supply. Thanks to Bombarda's work prior we managed to locate the showcase from the dealer." Tsukauchi gestures to the brunette simply nodding her head.

"So when will this showcase happen?" Bombarda questions.

"Tomorrow, in the day." Merrily, Monika joins in performing a familiar position as Katsumi looks worriedly towards the girl but decides not to question it focusing on the mission information.

"In the day? That's rather risky." Fatgum furrows his brow.

"They believe it to be better that way since most villainous escaped tend to happy at night to have one in the day would be unheard of making it all the more unlikely for us heroes who tend to be busy during the day to strike." Tsukauchi exclaims.

"Right so who's hosting this then?" Fatgum asks.

"Ryoma Igarashi. Quirk dragon, he can shift some aspects of himself into a dragon but he doesn't often use his full body." Monika reveals gesturing to the slideshow.

"So similar to Ryuko." Fatgum gathers oblivious to the grim grave features of Bombarda tensing up.

"No. Ryuko's can have her turn full dragon his however doesn't seem to be able to however in exchange for that he can shift his body into some dragon like limbs." He came from a wealthy household, no doubt that helped when it came to obtaining his degree in biochemistry, some have mentioned his joy of chemical warfare and has been known to make the drug known as trigger and other such potions. His family have connections all over the world getting whatever he wants by any means. He has created the most powerful toxins known to man by trafficking children with quirks connected to poison in order to test said poisons for his own merchandise." Tsukauchi explains to the group as Katsumi could feel her heart drop at smug sadistic smirk of Ryoma, showing his feral fangs through said smirk his long spiky red hair tied into a low ponytail, a ruby red goatee as he winks into the camera wearing black shades with his hair pulled back for the ponytail wearing a maroon suit with accents of black and silver, shy scales shyly peering out from his chiselled cheek and chin.

"Trafficking children? That's horrendous." Fatgum says disgusted.

"I'm lost aren't the yakuza known for their chivalry and all that." Perplexed, one of the officers exclaims.

"Yes and it was due to these experiments of his that he was prompt kicked out of his family before being taken into another, the Shie Hassaikai…" Monika fills the others in.

"So we have only this one shot." Stoically, Bombarda furrows her brow at the thought.

"It would seem so…" Tsukauchi confirms making the others furrow their brow by the grim grave news of this undercover op one slip up and its game over…

Quietly, Katsumi furrows her brow as she sits upon the woven rocking chair a laptop in her lap as she focuses on the task at hand, her ruby reds narrowing at the documents sent to her checking them over just as the door to the room slides open revealing bright beaming facial features of the happy Hawks.

"There really is nothing quite like a spa day." Hawks smiles softly blissfully beaming as he places his cheek into the plush pillow of his palm in awe at the sheen shining sparkling.

"…I'm sure." Dryly, Katsumi greets the boy before her trying to focus on the work beofre her.

"What took you so long?" Taken aback, Hawks rushes over to her side smiling.

"The meeting." Miserably, Katsumi grumbles, her fatigued features narrowing at Hawks.

"And meeting that kid." Hawks huffs his feathers puffing up confusing Katsumi.

"Hey that kid is the next generation of heroes." Sternly, she reminds him, swiftly slamming the lip of her laptop too tired to go over this again.

"If he survives that long. Why do you even care anyway? He's not your sidekick." Huffing, Hawk's wings flutter puffing up annoyed.

"It's a tradition of sorts, Fatgum always has me meet his favourites."

"Katsumi's ruby reds widen when remembering it well…

"Is having a sidekick that interesting to you?" Huffing, Hawks grumbles pouting.

"It's good to see what sort of people will make the next generation of heroes I mean we won't be around forever you know?" Sighing, she reminds him.

"All my sidekicks do is the paperwork." Hawks shrugs laid back as he sits down on the futon, looking over at her.

"Paperwork you should be doing." Snippily, she places her foreigner upon his temple gently pushing him back.

"Do you have to bring that up? Come on we're on holiday." Whining, Hawks childishly complains.

"You are you mean." Sternly, she coldly corrects him.

"Oh come on Kat lay down with me, we can even go into the bath together." Excited, Hawks drapes his arms around Katsumi faltering from his words, a brief look of intrigue, interest, eagerness almost at the thought.

"No besides you've been." Briskly, she dismisses she didn't have time to do that she had paperwork to finish if she had gone, she'd only worry about it in the bath.

"I can go again. Are you even going to try that bath?" Annoyed, Hawks huffs.

"Later when I've done work." Sighing, she assures him.

"You brought work?" Hawks furrows his brow at her hurt almost at the reveal.

"I couldn't exactly leave it Hawks I have tons of paperwork to do." Dutifully, she reminds him.

"But…" Whining, Hawks bows his head nuzzling into the crook of her neck.

"No buts now just sit back and relax or something I don't know." Sighing, she gently tells him.

"…Fine I'm calling for food don't be angry at me when you see the bill." Grumpily, Hawks wars her taking out the menu.

"Can't make any promises I'm afraid." Katsumi warns him focusing on the paperwork at hand leaving Hawks to his own devices.

Focused, Katsumi furrows her brow staring at the screen beofre her rocking back and forth, tapping against the keys of the laptop focusing on the task at hand. On the other hand Hawks happily snores, sleeping to his heart content.

Softly, the sound of the doorbell ringing echoes throughout the room.

"Excuse me your food." Formally, the woman wearing a yukata appears. The woman has coal black hair tied into a bun of sorts, looking like a traditional woman.

"Thank you." Happily, Hawks rushes over to the woman's side gasping when seeing said male rush over to her side, a heavy hue of ruby red crossing her crimson cheeks, staring stunned at him.

"H-Hawks!" The woman gasps placing her

"That's my name and eating's my game heh thanks." Cheerily, Hawks winks at the flustered hostess string stunned in awe at the blonde beofre her very eyes.

Eloquently, the hostess saunters in gently placing the trays down on the table setting it up for the giddy blonde before her, she couldn't believe it she really couldn't to think Hawks of all heroes was here, at her mother's Onsen, she knew it was a important figure from her father's furrowed frown and mother's harsh hiss to be polite, to be civil, to do whatever the host orders and she was eager to do so now, especially seeing it to be Hawks off all people. What could he want? A heavy hue of ruby red crosses her crimson cheeks as she purposefully leans forward exenterating certain assets as she flutters her eyelashes at the boy before her showcasing certain assets of herself, looking lovingly longingly at the blonde biting her lip, tasting the faint wax of cheery. She stares suggestively at Hawks happily staring down at the food below him.

"This looks great. You got to try this!" In awe, Hawks clasps his hands together in a prayer of sorts thanking the high heavens for this meal as his looks ahead saying this much to the joy of the hostess.

"Oh I-" Bashfully, she turs her head away from Hawks, trying to act modest, a glint gleams in her eye at the thought of staying in the same room as the model beofre her.

"Of course you ordered the most expensive thing on the menu." Miserably, Bombarda huffs, her hues narrowing at the tray bestowed before them both on the table as she bows before the two, kneeling down to pour the tea for the two only to falter clumsily catching herself at the cold curt voice, feeling her heavy heart shatter, feeling her blood turn ice cold. She slowly turns to the source of the voice.

"I warned ya." Cheekily, Hawks winks at the woman on her laptop as the waitress simply stares stunned shaking at the fearsome figure, the bomber hero Bombarda…

"Good to know my card's going to be crying." Curtly, Bombarda continues tying, the hostess grimaces at the sharp sting to her chest at the sheer sight of the crimson currents not even batting an eye to her simply staring at the screen shining beofre her.

"Don't worry I've put it on mine." Hawks leans back, his hand flat on the floor below.

"You sure?" She furrows her brow befuddled.

"Course I barely do anything with the money." Merrily, Hawks reminds her.

"Now I just feel bad you paid for the room and the food." Frowning, Katsumi confesses conflicted.

"Well you could take a dip into the private bath." Mischievously, he winks at the brunette beofre him as the hostess scowling glaring at the supposed spoiled hero having Hawks by her side, she had no clue how lucky she really was…

"…You really want me to do don't you?" Scowling, ruby reds glare into a pair of gleaming glittering gold.

"I want you to enjoy yourself." Honestly, Hawks tells her while nodding his head dismissing the hostess bowing to Hawks but not Bombarda giving her a dirty look swiftly slamming the door shut startling the two taken aback by the outburst as they turn towards each other but shrug it off.

"Hawks when I've finished I will." Sighing, she reminds him remaining firm in her stance.

"Could you at least eat something I mean as much of a glutton that I am even I have my limits?" Hopeful, Hawks asks as after a moment of contemplation she sighs.

"Fine." Frowning, she gently places the laptop aside as she soon joins him.

Steam spews out of the bubbling waters of the hot spring as a pair of crimson currents glare glower at the blonde by her side stuck to her almost as she has her back turned to him, her arms around the rim of the private bath for them both. She wanted a private bath but of course he insisted, no just didn't seem to exist in his head when it came to her and the headache hanging over from her seething scarlets after the laptop screen she just didn't care. She bathed with her brother in the past this was nothing, this would be nothing more that she would make sure besides this was normal, she's been in one beofre during training camp. A heavy hue hangs upon both chiselled cheeks of both pros as they enjoy the simple silence, no words needing to be shed between both of them.

"If you take a photo of this I'll fucking kill you." Icily, she snaps snarling seething, gritting grinding her teeth together, she would not lose this battle of willpower, she was no coward…

"Nah I wont." Happily, Hawks leans back on the other side his arms stretched out alongside his wings, his gold glistening at her back but soon falters form the fair few scars upon her back.

"You won't?" Surprised, Katsumi raises a brow by his words.

"Nothing can capture how amazing this is." He sighs relieved leaning back craning his neck back relishing it all.

Do you hear the shit sprouting out of your mouth?" Muttering, Katsumi grumbles glaring at the ass behind her baffled by the sheer confidence of him to sprout such cheesy crap.

"Aww are you blushing!" Teasingly, Hawks wiggles a brow bemused.

"It's the heat dumbass!" Angrily, she snaps scowling at him only to falter from the still silence of an answer.

"…" Katsumi furrows her brow tensing up at the still silence.

"Hawks?" Alarmed, she turns only then to gawk gape at the bloated body of sorts surfacing.

"Shit!" She scowls at the sad sight of the boiled bird below her, picking him up, dealing with the bird brain before her...

"Urgh….wha…what happened?' Groaning, Hawks murmurs under his breath, slowly opening his glistening gold meeting a pair of concerned crimson staring down at him. Softly, she waves the fan at him as his head lies on her lap, firmly nuzzled on her lap.

"Dumbass you overheated." Huffing, Katsumi scolds him lighting hitting his head with her fan.

"But I was having such a nice time." Hawks whines wrapping his arms around Katsumi's waist nuzzling nestling into her.

"There's a limit to everything moron." Softly, she combs her fingertips through his hair earning a small shy moan of approval as he leans into her tender touch.

"I'm sorry…" Shyly, Hawks hues soften sadly, whispering as he gently places his lips upon her hand.

"It's fine." Feebly, she brushes him off a small smirk upon her lips.

"No I mean about everything the way I've been I know I've been a brat recently." Resolved, Hawks honestly answers ashamed almost at the truth.

"Hawks…" Katsumi sighs furrowing her brow at him.

"I'm sorry you already had enough stress with work and looking after me coming home to me like that…" Guilty, Hawks sighs sadly bowing his head.

"It's fine Hawks it is." Softly, she tries to assure him.

"No it's not I was a pain in the ass…" Annoyed, Hawks argues angrily, frustration flowing through his veins.

"And you think I haven't been a pain in the ass in the past?" Pointedly, Katsumi deadpans.

"No." Quickly, Hawks answers.

"Well I haven't been that big og a one yet then…" Teasingly, Katsumi smirks slightly.

"You look great in your yukata." Hawks reaches out his fingertips gently touching her cheek.

"I really don't. I see you've gotten into it." Fondly, Katsumi stares down at the boy beofre her, her scarlets softening slightly when noting his yukata.

"Hey if you can't beat them join them." Carelessly, Hawks shrugs his shoulders smirking softly.

"…You okay?" Katsumi furrows her brow by the still silence seeing him curl forward furrowing his brow holding his stomach scowling.

"Yeah just…is it going to sound weird if I say I miss meat most of this stuff is tofu." Uncomfortable, Hawks grimaces glancing to the side strained.

"Tofu isn't that bad you know?" Katsumi offers unsure.

"I know that I just…this looks really healthy you know?" Hawks smiles strained down at the crimson cups below brow furrowing from the sheer sight alone.

"It is a spa." Katsumi points out confusion clear on her face from his glassy gold.

"I guess…" Heartbroken, Hawks stares at the portions presented proudly to him.

"No I get it these proportions are well...interesting." Katsumi grimaces glancing down at the bowl below, even she could feel her stomach squirm ache at the sad sight of the portions.

"Heh seems I've converted you into a glutton." Teasingly, Hawks smirks strained.

"Shove off." Katsumi rolls her eyes exasperated.

"I'm not saying the food isn't nice I just…" Hawks begins brow furrowed fretfully.

"You want chicken?" Coyly, she smirks slightly at Hawks.

"I want chicken." Groaning, Hawks draws out gently draping his form over Katsumi wrapping his arms around her.

"Alright…" Katsumi smiles softly down at him taking out her phone.

"What you doing?" Hawks raises a brow.

"I'm going to order takeout." Katsumi reveals.

"Wait…can we do that?" Unsure, Hawks aks curious.

"Don't see why not? You want KFC?" Katsumi asks him making him perk up.

"Is that really a question?" Hawks wiggles a brow bemused by the thought.

"Is that really an answer?" Amused, Katsumi counters back.

"Have I ever told you how amazing you are?" Lovingly, Hawks smiles softly at Katsumi, sniffling slightly.

"Alright your chips are coming." Calmly, she assures Hawks her hand combing through his blonde locks.

"I'm sorry I just…I really want chips right now or chicken, I want some chicken wings!" Whining, Hawks childishly cries clinging to her.

"And you'll get them." Gently, she combs her fingers through the crying blondes hair a small smile upon her lips at the mess below her. He's acting like he's on or something, Katsumi couldn't help but feel sympathy for Hawks, understanding his need for carbs well for she too had the same craving. It was strange when she would speak to Haneul about it, a rare time without the girl stuttering stammering they shouldn't talk about it she'd always crave chocolate but Katsumi? Katsumi wanted fast food, she wanted meat, she wanted carbs that's all she craved for…she enjoyed tofu sure but spoiling yourself now and again wasn't always a bad thing and from the mess below her she knew he needed it now more than ever.

Gently, Katsumi rocks back and forth on the wooden woven rocking chair, her laptop nestled on her lap, typing into the laptop trying to do her work while she turns towards Hawks, his back turned to her moving his legs up and down, playing on the switch. Softly, the cheery chirp of the doorbell resonates in the air as she sees Hawk freeze from it, looking alert, alarmed even. Slowly, she lowers her laptop standing up from her chair. She lowers herself down to gently place her hand on the back of Hawks, feeling his tense back begin to soften sightly ease from her tender touch alone. She then turns towards the door, watching the now silent Hawks having calmed down tend to the switch she had brought to distract him as she herself had more work to do or so she thought until hearing the knock of the door.

"Hi sorry to bring you out here." Apologetic, Katsumi greets the stunned person.

"B-Bombarda?" Befuddled, the driver stares shocked at Katsumi.

"Yeah that's me." Katsumi shrugs sheepishly.

"Food!" The blonde blur rushes forward swiftly snatching the bag from the delivery taken aback.

"Uh…is that?" The deliver turns towards Hawks.

"Sorry about him food cravings you know how it is." Lazily, she shrugs sheepishly smiling.

"C-Ca I have a autograph?" Hopeful, he asks only to flinch from the fierce ferl glare sent his way.

"Sure." Katsumi shrugs taking the pen ad paper from him.

"T-Thank you!" Easily, she writes it out handing it over to him beofre he flees from them both.

"You feel better?" Bemused, Katsumi smiles softly after swiftly sliding the door shut she approaches the hungry Hawks devour everything in sight, almost like a fierce feral beast bringing a small smile of endearment upon her lips.

"So much better." Hawks heaves slumping his shoulders turning to smile softly at her as she kneels down, reaching out as he leans into her touch. She gently wipes away faint freckles of breadcrumbs on the corner of his lips away, bringing a small smile to his own lips as the two descend down, having dinner…

Loudly, the class erupt excitement bounces off the tall towering walls of U.A as the class wave their hands animatedly before Haneul standing tall with the other class representee as they discuss their festival activity. Their suggestions shout, screech, scream in the air echoing cheering. Katsumi hums simply softly tapping the open notebook open before proudly presenting before her. She feels her nub of the pen pat against the paper as she looks over at her notes for the lesson after morning announcements trying to prepare herself for the lesson. She ignores the sharp sting to her tense temple from the animated actions of her cheering classmates

"Anyone have any idea for the festival?" Frowning, the younger Haneul asks out loud as she stands before her class, standing straight, tall. The younger Haneul has long straight black hair with brief black bangs held together by green clips of a triangle a similar shade to her green hues. Her brow furrows as she stands before her class, wearing the U.A uniform with black leggings. She stands straight tall before them all simply staring stoically at the class.

"I think I speak for most of the class here guys and guydettes when I say maid café!" Cockily, Kane proclaims proudly swiftly slamming his foot down on his desk littered with all sorts from small teeny tiny doodles of faces and such to small smear stains of coca cola. But he brushes it aside as he proclaims proudly the fact, smirking smugly cackling it to the high heavens. Katsumi sits down by his side on his own respective desk, unfazed. Kane wears the U.A uniform however his differs slightly from the others, his jacket is looser alongside his loose ruby red tie dangling down from his ruffled up dress shirt. He wears a few accessories of blue bands and a blue ring wearing a orangey golden triangular medallion dangling down from his throat.

He wears a pair of baggy trousers with icy blue shades perched upon his plum locks. However, his happy bright beam of an obnoxious outburst is swiftly snuffled out by the furious Haneul. Katsumi sweat drops at the oblivious Kane not seeing the spark from the outside world come crashing down as Katsumi takes note of the sudden shift of clouds. The bright beaming sun soon swiftly snuffed out by the murky meadow of clouds sliding in, hiding the sun as the clouds darken pitch black bestowing upon the populace below a sharp strike of lightning making Katsumi sweat drop at the lighting, turning towards the furrowed frown of Katsumi, bloodlust emanating out of her. She raises her hand to the high heavens, chalk in hand. Her fingertips fidget flex around the snow white chalk. She swiftly slams it into his face making him gaps, taken aback as he comes crashing down to the ground below, his chair clattering alongside his fidgeting form, long gone from the living realm.

"She didn't have to throw the chalk at me." Miserably, Kane whines huffing, puffing his cheeks out similar to a chipmunk almost as class is dismissed. The two leave the class wandering through the hallway heading to lunch with Kane cradling his aching head.

"What did you expect?" Katsumi arches a brow befuddled by Kane's reaction, it was always the same with those two, they were always butting heads whether it be Kane's laid back attitude or his lack of homework done whatever it was, she would always prod and poke at him, demanding to know if he did it, honestly, Katsumi phoned if Haneul wanted to be a teacher with how strict and stern she was.

"…A simple scoff or judgmental glare may-ARGH!" Angrily, Kane begins before falling flat to the crowd taken aback as he bumps into someone and comes crashing down to the ground.

"Well done moron." Katsumi huffs shaking her head at the idiot only then to feel her heart drop at the boy Kane had bumped into.

"You're here?" Horrified, Kane gawks gaping at the sheer sight of the ponytailed redhead jolting up brushing Kane off.

"You got to be shitting me…" Katsumi mutters while Kane curses cradling his head only then for his hues to widen when his icy blue meet a pair of coal crisp red.

"…What? Thought I wasn't good enough." Enraged, Ryoma seers scowling gritting his teeth together tense.

"Oi!" Kane snaps sharply jolting up from the floor.

"So what class you in?" Katsumi places her hand on Kane's shoulder tugging him back, trying to make conversation however…

"I see you're in the hero course didn't think they were desperate enough to take in villains?" Vindictively, Ryoma seers scowling poison dripping down his tense tone.

"Hey Ryoma!" Angrily, Kane steps forward scowling but…

"It's fine so what class are you in?" Smoothly, she ignores Ryoma's remark, raising her hand trying to calm Kane down as she continues trying to be civil with Ryoma.

"…General studies." Sneering, he huffs.

"Huh?" Both hero students share a look.

"I thought you wanted to be a hero?" Katsumi whispers softly.

"Yeah well not every dream comes true that's how life is maybe when you enter the real world you'll see that." Ryoma roughly brushes past the two.

"What's that meant to mean? Oi Ryoma!" Kane calls out only to grunt when he is met by still silence.

"Kane don't…" Drained, Katsumi sighs exhaustion etched into her fatigued features, not having the time to deal with the boy beofre her brushing him off.

"But…" Kane begins brow furrowed conflicted, not liking his attitude one bit but…

"It's fine. Come on we got work to do." Dutifully, Katsumi reminds Kane not wanting to have a thunderstorm erupt during the festival or at the least she didn't want to walk home in the rain…

"Fiiiine…" Whining, Kane gives in huffing, slumping, slouching his shoulders giving in as he feels the sharp tug of Katsumi dragging him away as they continue on with the task at hand, not wishing to ignore the ruthless wrath of Haneul.

Katsumi grunts, groaning from the loud vibrations of her phone erupting from her side. Swiftly, she slams her hand over it, clasping hold of it ignoring the urge to emit a teeny tiny explosion as she forces her cold crimson open, her hues narrow at the contact of Tai. Sighing, she forces herself out of the comforts of sleep, slowly straightens herself, pinching the bridge of her nose trying to wake herself up, trying to disregard the sleepy dust in her eyes as a small yawn escapes her lips. She ignores the hands wrapped around her, eyeing the futon that had magically nudged it towards the other futon. She raises a brow by the snoring sleeping blonde by her side nuzzling, nestling into her side making her sigh, furrowing her brow ignoring the brief sharp sting of guilt of leaving him like this. But this was her mission, not his, he needed all the rest he could get.

She stands up removing herself from the futon managing to pry herself off of Hawks curling into her. She swiftly replaces herself with the pillow watching him bring the plush pillow close to his chest, clinging to it. She smiles softly at the rather endearing sight seeing his arms and legs coil around the pillow as she then turns her back to him. She heads towards the separate section swiftly sliding the door shut as she removes the robe.

"Hello?" She whispers placing the phone between her shoulder and her ear as she slides her yukata off after loosening the belt of sorts around it.

"Kat hey good morning." Merrily, Fatgum's voice greets her as she begins changing to her normal gear from her duffle bag she had set in said room prior.

"Someone's chipper." Amused, Katsumi remarks bitterly by the cheery chirpy voice of Fatgum making her furrow her brow, a part of her bitter by his joy at his time.

"Yeah you could say that." Fatgum exclaims as Katsumi's brow furrows perking up at the soft sizzle of the frying pan.

"I'm guessing you're cooking form the sound of that sizzling." Katsumi gathers as she takes out her hairband tying up her hair.

"Yeah thinking of taking some to go you want me to bring you one?" Fatgum offers.

"If you wouldn't mind." Katsumi mutters focusing on the task at hand.

"Bacon sandwich smoked bacon right red as well." Easily, Fatgum lists bringing a small smirk to Katsumi amused almost at his swift response.

"You know how I like it Tai." Pleased, Katsumi smirks nodding her head in approval grateful for his kindness.

"Course I do don't worry I'm on it." Confidently, he promises her just as she hears the sharp sizzle of bacon even more no doubt more stripes being added.

"Thanks. I'll meet you at the front of your agency." Katsumi tells him hopeful for some breakfast.

"Alright I'll see you there." Fatgum tells her just as he hangs up leaving her to finish up as she leaves the room, leaving the bird to rest to his heart's content.

"Leaving so soon?" The owner raises a brow as the hostess from last night raises a brow by the brunette approaching the counter.

"Yeah think you can send a breakfast for the occupant inside?" Katsumi asks.

"Of course." The hostess bows her head.

"And make sure it isn't tofu." Katsumi tells the hostess.

"Was there something wrong with out meal?" Panicked, the hostess worries.

"No it's just well…he'd prefer meat its his quirk see he sort of craves it." Politely, Bombarda tries to explain.

"Of course we'll do what we can with the best of our ability." The hostess bows her head in understanding.

"Thank you. Here for the accommodation." Bombarda slides some money over the counter.

"Thank you please come again." The hostess bows her head as Katsumi nods her head turning away from the inn and leaving the inn heading to the destination at hand.

"Kat!" Fatgum calls out to Kat looking over her phone standing at the entrance of the agency.

"Morning Fatgum Suneater not joining us." Katsumi asks as she is handed over the wrapped sandwich.

"Nah he has school." Smiling, Fatgum exclaims as the two head into the building.

"Of course." Katsumi opens the tinfoil taking a hefty heave of the sandwich earning a few looks of shock except for Fatgum, not batting an eye to it.

"Now come on we got a lot to do." Fatgum smiles softly at her as she swiftly finished the hamburger.

"Yeah." Katsumi nods her head, clasping her hands together as they head inside the meeting room from yesterday.

"AH Fatgum, Bombarda thank you for coming and on the dot too." Tsukauchi smiles softly at the two.

"No problem so we ready?" Monika clasps her hands together performing a familiar weird face making Katsumi grimace at the familiar freaky face of Monika.

"Of course now then as I was ex-" Tsukauchi begins but…

"Good morning!" Merrily, the door bursts open as a familiar voice announces as the others turn wide eyed at the blonde beofre them.

"…" Flabbergasted, Fatgum blinks baffled by the beaming blonde.

"…" Fuming, Bombarda's blood boils, burns, bubbles glaring, glowering at the beaming blonde.

"Um hello Hawks, I didn't know you were…" Awkwardly, Tsukauchi coughs trying to compose himself however…

"Sorry for being late, guess I didn't get the worm heh." Haughtily, Hawks winks mischievously making Katsumi's ruby red twitch.

"Hawks I don't recall…" Tsukauchi begins baffled looking towards the others flinching from the sheer intensity of malice and bloodlust emitting from Katsumi.

"I was in the area and heard so I thought I'd come on over." Oblivious, Hawks smiles despite the ice-cold glare sent his way by the furious fuming flames of ruby red glaring glued to him.

"You heard?" Monika gasps, a heavy hue of ruby red to her crimson cheeks squealing fangirling at the sheer sight of the hero.

"Hawks…" Katsumi seethes snarling baring her feral fangs at him.

"What? Oh hey Katsu!" Happily, Hawks salutes the enraged pro.

"You are in no condition for this we've been over this! Apologies Tsukauchi seems Hawks here thought he could help." Katsumi scowls turning to soften said scowl towards Tsukauchi.

"It's alright we could use all the help we can get." Monika throws in her voice cracking on the edge of her seat.

"All Hawks can do is fly sir after his latest injury." Irritated, Katsumi argues annoyed.

"Flying may be useful for this task, with his keen observation skills he may be useful for going undercover with Fatgum." Tactfully, Tsukauchi considers.

"Wha…?" Bombarda begins baffled but…

"Great where do I start?" Smiling, Hawks asks clasping his hands together eager to get started.