"I see you've helped yourself to the gym." Katsumi struts over to Katsuki doing drills.

"Kane let me in." Katsuki shrugs his shoulders firing blast after blast at the targets.

"Course. Still you shouldn't push yourself too hard. No doubt the training in school has helped a bit." Bluntly, Katsumi deadpans.

"I'm still not far enough." Irritated, Katsuki clicks his tongue tense.

"Why are you pushing yourself this hard Katsuki?" Baffled, Bombarda questions her baby brother.

"I want to be stronger." Seriously, he tells her feeling his fingertips curl into his inner palm.

"I get that but this…this seems different is it due to Izuku or…?" Unsure, Katsumi ponders but…

"…No it's not." Katsuki answers angrily.

"It's not?" Katsumi raises a brow befuddled.

"That move you pulled the one where you're mid-combat and use the explosion to dodge attacks I want to learn how to do that." Katsuki confesses to her.

"You mean use the momentum of our blasts." Katsumi mutters under her breath.

"Yeah…" Katsuki nods his head.

"Sure I can show you but before we can you need to eat." Katsumi tosses her baby brother a packet of chips making him furrow his brow.

"…Fine." Katsuki huffs opening up the treat as she sits down, passing some soda over to him.

"So how has U.A been?" Casually, she asks him as the two sit down cross-legged talking.

"Eh?" Katsuki exclaims.

"I never got to ask you made any friends yet?" Katsumi shrugs.

"…" Katsuki scowls glaring at the ground below.

"What about this thread girl?" Katsumi recalls seeing her brother's faint flinch.

"Eh?" He scowls at her.

"You mentioned her when we last spoke." Katsumi points out.

"String girl tch a pain in the ass is what she is." Irritated, Katsuki clicks his tongue tiredly.

"Oh right? Crushing a little are we Katsuki?" Teasingly, Katsumi winks at him.

"SHUT UP! AS IF I'D FALL FOR THAT FLAT-CHESTED BITCH!" Boisterously, Katsuki snaps sharply screeching.

"I'm sure." She rolls her eyes.

"I don't like her." Katsuki snaps sharply.

"I'm sure." She smirks at his reaction.

"Stop saying crap!" Loudly, he orders her.

"Uh huih." She hums nodding her head slowly.

"Stop giving me that fucking shitty smirk." Scowling, he orders her.

"Don't know what you're talking about…" Aloofly, she shrugs smirking slightly.

"I don't like her!" Katsuki screeches.

"A boy and a girl can be friends Katsuki have you seen me and Kane?" Katsumi reminds him.

"You babysit him." Katsuki says.

"He's still a friend or heck me and Tai." Katsumi throws in.

"…" Silently, Katsuki glowers at the ground below brow furrowing further.

"You can make friends Katsuki don't think you're not allowed to." Tenderly, she whispers to him making his features falter.

"Who said I wasn't?" Katsuki grumbles under his breath.

"You did you're clearly scared to make them." Teasingly, she points out.

"Me? Who the fuck said I'm scared!" Shouting, he yells as she couldn't help but feel a faint sense of nostalgia.

"Your hands would beg to differ." Dubiously, she smirks noting his trembling fists.

"Shut up!" Katsuki yells.

"Katsuki you've been through a lot I mean with the sludge incident and those others guys of course you're going to..." Truthfully, Katsumi says.

"Don't assume how I fucking feel! I don't need you pity!" Pointedly, Katsuki snarls screeching.

"Oi Katsuki who said I pitied you?!" Annoyed, Katsumi snaps scowling.

"…" Scowling, Katsuki glares to the side.

"Look all I'm saying is as scary as it is letting your guard down isn't as bad as you think. You'd be surprised how nice it feels to have someone actually in your corner…you deserve friends Katsuki don't think you're not." Gently, Katsuki tells her baby brother placing her hand on his heaving shaking shoulder, sweat shines slowly descending down his quivering, quaking form. His ruby reds gaze into her own beofre he closes his eyes shakily sighing, glad to reach this understanding as they continue on with training…

"So…as an apology to Haneul for exposing some certain truths about her without her permission I have agreed to try out tea leaves or some shit." Sighing, Katsumi stares scowling tiredly at the camera brow furrowing.

"It's actually called Tasseomancy." Truthfully, Haneul tells her.

"…I'm just going to call it reading tea leaves." Sighing, Katsumi grumbles glaring at the strange cup before her.

"Fine." Haneul shrugs unfazed.

"Han why don't you explain what you like drinking from tea leaf's instead of bags?" Kane offers from the camera.

"Well I just grew up with it and it to me makes it taste nicer, my mother would make herbal teas for us whether it be for stomach aches or colds, she would even make me some when I studied. Ginger was for colds so were lemon peppermint is meant to help me with stress like a day before an exam my mother would give me lavender tea to help me sleep. She knew I had trouble sleeping due to the stress of the exam it helped me a lot back then. It helped a lot, it's funny though." Haneul explains as she places some tea leaves into the cups of them both.

"What is?" Kane prompts more from her as she pours the water for them both.

"My dad didn't believe in it one bit but he loved the smell of essences my mother used to make candles for his massages while also offering to serve some clients some of the tea petals to ease their nerves. What did your family do if you were stressed?" Haneul reveals as she strikes her tea ignoring Katsumi's grimace at the leaf's below before questioning Katsumi who falters from it.

"Um well…" Katsumi trails off from the question sent her way.

"JUST SUCK IT UP!"

"W-What she means is…"

"SUCK IT UP GROW SOME BALLS!"

"Anyway how about we just do this? What is this all about?" Katsumi sighs.

"Tasseomancy or Tasseography is the practice and process of using tea leaves or coffee grounds to forecast, understand, or improve upcoming or current events. This can be used for planning ahead, or for personal growth, healing and development. One nearly finished a loose herbal concoction, and then flips the remaining biological powders onto a small plate. They then scry based off of the shapes or symbols the leaves lie in." Haneul explains mainly to the camera as she does the instructions which Katsumi clumsily copies.

"Sure okay…let's do that then I guess?" Unsure, Katsumi shrugs.

"So what you'll need is of course a tea, tea cup and hot water, the tea leaves need to be free to float so you will be placing the tea directly on the water no infusers." She tells the camera.

"Wow Han those cups are awesome." Kane calls out.

"Kane what are you…?" Haneul begins brow furrowing sharing a look as lost as Katsumi.

"You can get these on the shop." Kane hollers.

"Oh for the love of…" Katsumi slams her hand to her head.

"Could you be subtle with these plugging at the least?" Politely, Haneul hints, however…

"No one else was going to do the plugin." Kane argues annoyed.

"Anyway, you can do this or with friends, you will help the reading by calming down with the tea and letting the energy set. Here's a tip if you have any specific questions try to keep it in mind while drinking the tea." Haneul continues with the explanation.

"The energy?" Annoyed, Katsumi grimaces.

"Kat." Kane gives her a warning look.

"Right, right be ice, be nice…even if it smells of shit." Katsumi mutters miserably under her breath bitterly before taking a sip.

"Did you saying something?" Innocently, Haneul asks as Katsumi sputters squirming from the taste of tea.

"Nope!" Grimacing, she forces a strained smile upon her lips.

"Right well don't rush enjoy the process you can add sugar and honey, the idea is that a person's movements and way of drinking will affect the leaf's and so at the end, the shapes made would be unique to them. Just before finishing give the swirl around and if you wish flip the cup upside down on a saucer on your plate. Flip the cup back and you're ready. Remember, trust your first impression and analyze the shape you should look for numbers line animals letters or obsets. Remember don't focus an answer trust your instincts or write or draw what you see." Haneul tells the camera mainly before advising Katsumi as they look into their respective cup.

"I see shit." Bluntly, Bombarda deadpans.

"Kat!" Kane hisses harshly once more mad.

"What? You asked." Annoyed, Katsumi grumbles under her breath.

"It just takes practice for example mine looks like clouds…" Haneul reveals.

"Clouds hah!" Kane laughs from behind the camera.

"Han you okay?" Katsumi furrows her brow by her grim facial features.

"Yeah just…let's look at yours, yours looks like a dagger." Haneul takes note of.

"So…I'm going to be shanked?" Scowling, Katsumi gathers.

"KAT!" Kane sharply snaps giving her a warning glare.

"What!? it's a valid assumption." Katsumi shrugs her shoulders.

"It means Love, encouragement, assistance, and support from allies." Haneul reveals.

"Love huh?" Haughtily, Kane smirks smugly.

"Assistance? Great. Just great. Are we done here?" Tired, Katsumi sighs exhaustion etched into her tired tone.

"Kat!" Kane harshly hisses at him.

"I hope you all had a good time day if you want more of Han and her craft comment down below!" Bellowing, Kane declares smirking smugly.

"So any other friends you made except string girl?" Intrigued, Katsumi asks him.

"Shut up about her would ya?" Katsuki grumbles glaring to the side.

"Why? She's the only semblance of a friend I got from you." Katsumi confesses to him.

"She ain't a friend." Firmly, Katsuki snaps scowling.

"I'm sure." Smirking, Katsumi chuckles.

"Shitty hair." Katsuki answers brow furrowing at the thought of the redhead.

"Eh?" Katsumi blurts out.

"Shitty hair." Huffing, Katsuki answers.

"The fuck you saying about my hair?" Angrily, Katsumi demands.

"I meant another classmate of mine moron!" Katsuki yells.

"Oh…how shitty is it?" Intrigued, Katsumi exclaims.

"Looks like he's got fucking horns." Huffing, Katsuki sneers scowling.

"Sure that isn't a part of his quirk?" Curious, she asks her brother.

"Who fucking knows?" Katsuki shrugs her shoulders scowling.

"Well you should if you're calling him a friend." Katsumi takes note of.

"I ain't calling him shit he just…when the USJ incident hit and I was sucked in that stupid fucker's portal I was dropped off with him, we beat up those lowly extra villains and got to talking…" Tensely, Katsuki reveals to her glaring to the side.

"Oh…?" Katsumi raises a brow befuddled.

"He's the only one who recognised how fucking amazing my quirk is." Boastfully, Katsuki smirks smugly.

"Oh?" Katsumi raises a brow.

"He…he's also a Bombarda fan." Frowning, Katsuki glares to the side scowling.

"You're shitting me." Merrily, Katsumi snickers smirking.

"You're only second to crimson riot though…." Smugly, Katsuki flips her off.

"Nothing wrong with a healthy dose of competition. So anyone else a Bombarda fan?" Curious, she asks her baby brother.

"Ears had yours and Kane's stupid music on her fucking playlist when dunce face fucking saw it the two wouldn't shut the fuck up about you." Irritated, Katsuki reveals to her.

"I bet you were pleased." Katsumi smiles softly at him amused almost at her brother.

"Course not, it's fucking stupid, why the fuck you smiling?" Scowling, Katsuki glares at her small smile.

"Just glad to see you actually taking notice of your classmates." Bluntly, Bombarda deadpans smiling softly at him.

"Tch…whatever. Can we just get on with training?" Rudely, Katsuki stands up.

"Alright if you want to be beaten up that badly?" Bemused, Bombarda jokes lightly.

"The fuck that's meant to mean?!" Mad, Katsuki snaps sharply scowling.

"Why don't you come over here and find fucking out!?" Smirking, Katsumi stretches her arms out amused almost at the prompt of battle as next she knew Katsuki was screeching snarling, shouting at her, pouncing at her leaping at her, explosion emits out of her fingertips which he reels back as training continues between both brother and sister.

"Don't you have work to do?" Drained, Katsumi sighs scowling at the blonde by her side she wears a familiar leather jacket far too big for herself which brings the beaming blonde by her side smile widen when seeing the coat. Underneath, she wears a snow-white tank top and a pair of grey ripped distressed jeans with black combat boots. She has her hands in her pockets eyeing the beaming blonde by her side.

"I've got time what about you?" Hawks winks at her.

"I'm doing a shopping trip, Kane and the other sidekicks have asked for, something for a video…" Katsumi mutters murmuring mainly under her breath too tired to deal with the ball of energy by her side.

"Wait your sidekicks?" Hawks wiggles a brow befuddled.

"Well yeah I tell them I'm going out if they want something I try to get it." Katsumi says as she looks over at the list in her hand before looking over at the price on sale.

"But…" Whining, Hawks draws out draping himself over the trolly craning his neck back, whinging.

"They normally chip in." Bored, Bombarda doesn't bat an eye to the pouting Hawks making him huff.

"I'm surprised your sidekicks talk to you." Honestly, Hawks confesses a part of him impressed.

"Don't they talk to you?" Befuddled, Bombarda furrows her brow at him.

"Eh mainly about business." Briskly, Hawks shrugs it off.

"Kane is normally the one who deals with the sidekicks though Haneul's parties for them makes her talk to them to. I do talk to them from time to time too." Tiredly, Katsumi sighs slumping her shoulders, only then her hues to narrow noting the faint feather of ruby red cross her line of vision.

"Ow!" Hawks whines when said feather is swiftly slapped aside.

"We are buying by the list." Sternly, she shows said list to him.

"Aw come on for me…" Whining, Hawks leans in getting far too close for Katsumi whose facial features twitch.

"I feed you." Sternly, she reminds him crossing her arms over her chest not liking it one bit but…

"And nothing wrong with some treats." Teasingly, he argues as another feather takes back the packet but…

"Chicken tenders are not treats Hawks chocolate sure cookies sure, not stuff you actually cook." Coldly, she swiftly snatches said packet tossing it back to its place.

"Coooome on." Huffing, Hawks grumbles leaning further over the trolley.

"No." Sternly, she tells him.

"Pleeease." Pleadingly, he begs almost like a child to their parent.

"No." Seriously, she snaps.

"Pretty pleeease." Hawks continues.

"Okay why do you think by adding an adjective I'm suddenly going to agree?" Perplexed, Katsumi sighs crossing her arms over her chest cross.

"…Because I'm batting my beautiful eyelashes at you." Hawks flutters said eyelashes.

"Like I said again why do you think adding an adjective will suddenly change my tune?" Bombarda blanks him out.

"…It was worth a try." Hawks shrugs smirking slightly, his smirk slightly twitching alongside his eyebrow by her hard head.

Tiredly, Katsumi sighs scowling at him as she tries to focus on the dates of both packaged meats unaware of Hawks hues soon shifting slitted when watching her.

"There's no word that can describe how beautiful you look." Dreamily, Hawks whispers in awe at her leaning into the plush pillow of his palm when watching her.

"I take it you're referring to the chicken breast." Bored, Bombarda mutters under her breath her hues narrowing trying to find which one is best.

"You could-" Coly, Hawks purrs pleased almost only then to falter from the sound of frantic footsteps.

"Oh my gosh hawks! Hawks hi!" A girl rushes over to his side smiling hearts throbbing in their eyes.

"Oh god…" Bombarda mutters turning away.

"Can we have your autograph?" Another girl gushes.

"Um…sure do you have a pe-?" Strained, Hawks smiles only then to falter from the pen shoved in his face.

"You can write anywhere." Flirtatiously, the girl bashes her eyelashes looking down towards her…she's joking right? Bombarda blinks baffled by the unapologetic girl smiling suggestively at the clearly uncomfortable Hawks.

"Here. Maybe have them buy your chicken tenders." Tiredly, Katsumi sighs shoving said shopping list in Hawk's hands his hues widening when seeing it a wave of relief washing over him as he hands his signature over to the disappointed fan.

."..Thanks." Sadly, the fan flees along the other.

"Kat. I…." Touched, Hawks smiles shyly at her scratching the back of her neck, a heavy hue of ruby red upon his crimson cheeks.

"…" Calmly, Katsumi makes her way through the aisles looking through the cookies recalling Kane's demand of Oreos.

"Kat…." Hawks furrows his brow peering in through aisle after aisle finding no one.

"…" Katsumi hums, Haneul had wanted mint chocolates too, she recalled as she spotted some mint chocolates close by.

"Kaaaattt." Hawks draw out making Katsumi flinch from the voice internally screaming groaning as the call of her name only grows and grows until…

"Excuse me can a Katsumi come to the front please?" Politely, a voice calls out making Katsumi flinch from the announcement just as she has bought what was needed, feeling a flush of ruby red to her cheeks as she screams internally, vowing, cursing, promising when she finds him she will end him. Seething, she grits her teeth when finding Hawks happily converse with the worker blushing.

"Kat there you are!" Happily, Hawks smiles at her only to squeak slightly from the girl glaring glowering at her.

"O-Oh no… it was a jo-Kat hold on Kaaat!" Hawks falters from her firm frown seeing her sharp scowl screaming murder feeling his face pale. Helplessly, he raises his hand up taking a fair few shaky steps back noting her feral fangs bare beofre him ignoring the shy shudder of pleasure crawling coursing up his shaking spine. He ignores the brief blush dusting his crimson cheeks, smiling sheepishly trying to calm her down only to squeak from the fist swiftly snatching him by the collar dragging him out of the store.

"Are you mad?" Meekly, Hawks asks sighing as the two stand outside the shop, Hawks looking concerned towards Katsumi seething scowling, trying to fizzle out her boiling, bubbling, burning blood, trying to ignore the urge to whack him at the back of the head to knee him in the torso, to break his leg or arm or knee him in the head. She had to ignore it, she could feel her fingertips twitch flex, small, teeny tiny explosions emitting out of her. She swiftly drops the bag not wishing to damage the goods within shakily sighing closing her eyes trying to calm her nerves trying not to harm people, trying not to hurt anyone nearby. This wasn't just about her sure she was mad at Hawks but one angry outburst could lead to buildings collapsing, people injured or worse, people dying. No. she had to stop, she had to calm down, she had to….

"Mad is but one word to describe how I feel you." Patiently, she slams her eyes shut, her ruby reds slamming shut shakily sighing as she pinches the bridge of her nose, shakily sighing once more.

"Is mad close?" Cheekily, Hawks asks smiling shyly at the scowling Bombarda stopping in her tracks, pinching the bridge of her nose trying to stop her from saying anything stupid. It wasn't even that big of a deal…

"It's the understatement of a century." Curtly, Mallory mutters under her breath bitterly.

"Kat I'm sorry." Hawks sighs.

"Hawks…you used my name publicly." Pained, Katsumi tries to explain to him.

"Well did you want me to call you Bombarda?" Briskly, Hawks shrugs.

"I…urgh I'm just tired Hawks." Katsumi begins but soon falters furrowing her brow feeling a sharp sting of guilt gnawing away at her for snapping at him, for being so cruel, so rude, so mean…Hawks didn't deserve this she was just stressed, she was just tired, she was just…

"From training Katsuki?" Hawks gathers making her sigh.

"Don't get me wrong I love my brother, but it can be tiring. I feel like I'm behind my paperwork." Pained, Katsumi brushes her fingertips through her hair, work was getting to her and she was being so stupid…she was…she shouldn't shout at him due to stress it wasn't right, it was…

"I doubt you are Kat." Hawks assures her.

"Still…" Katsumi grimaces scratching the back of her neck, wincing. She needed to calm down, Hawks didn't deserve this, she knew he temper could be bad but taking it out on him wasn't right, she was a grown adult, she knew better than that.

"Tell you what when we get home, I'll draw you a bath while you catch up on some work." Smiling, Hawks tells Katsumi who sighs shaking her head at the blonde by her side. She didn't want to snap, she wouldn't, she couldn't, she will be better. Calmly, Katsumi closes her eyes taking a few deep breathes brow furrowing counting to herself, pacing back and forth a fair few times before turning back to Hawks feeling her boiling, bubbling, burning blood sizzle, calm down…

"Hawks." Sighing, Katsumi begins brow furrowed, shakily sighing, slumping her shoulders trying to be calm, trying to…

"I insis-" Hawks takes the bags smiling softly at her however it soon falters from the grey clouds hanging heavily in the air making the two perk up at the rainclouds hanging hovering above as next thing the two knew…

"Oh you got to be shitting me." Muttering, Katsumi curses under her breath bitterly brow furrowing from the dark clouds crying, tears of raindrops roar down, descending down from the high heavens, pouring down on them. She should have been prepared for this if only she brought her umbrella…

"My lady." Smiling, Hawks winks stretches his wings out.

"Hawks…" Katsumi furrows her brow concern clear in her tone tensing up uncertain when seeing said flimsy feathers of ruby red, acting as some sort of umbrella for her.

"Come on let's get home." Hawks smiles softly

"Alright…" Katsumi sighs bowing her head giving in as they head home.

"Right bath's done and…" Hawks calls out steam spewing out from the bathroom behind him, stretching his wings watching Katsumi watching TV flicking through channels.

"Come here." Katsumi sighs.

"Huh?" Hawks furrows his brow slowly making his way over to her.

"Get your ass over here." She takes the towel draped over his neck.

"What's going on?" Lost, Hawks asks as she slowly sets him down between her legs. Hawks feels his hands on either side of her legs, nuzzling into her leg briefly before shifting his focus towards the TV. A small shy smile crosses his lips when feeling the towel draped over his head, feeling her fingertips dig deep into the blonde roots of his hair tousling, ruffling his locks, drying them. He cranes his neck to the side, softly placing his cheek upon her leg as she focuses on cleaning his hair.

"Idiot now your wings must feel heavy as hell." She sighs scowling looking up at the ruby red feathers stretching out hearing the small sound of purring, a chirpy cooe of a singsong almost emitting from his lips.

"It's fine." Hawks sighs feeling dazed almost as he clings to her side relishing it.

"You sure you don't want me to dry your wings?" Katsumi asks him.

"You…wouldn't mind?" Hawks blinks baffled looking up at her.

"I wouldn't. " Katsumi shrugs unaware of his glistening gold.

"But the bath…" Hawks whispers looking towards the bath conflicted.

"The bath can wait moron." Softly, she whispers wrapping her arms around him as he happily enjoys the tender touch between both of them no words needing to be shared to be shed between both of them.

"Thanks Kat…" Hawks smiles shyly purring craning his neck to the side as she begins preening, getting out the comb and such he had bought over for her to handle.

"Don't mention it dumbass." A small soft smile crosses his lips when feeling her fingertips comb through his feathers tending to his preening needs oblivious to his bright broad beaming smile, oblivious to the ruby red crimson cheeks, oblivious to the chirpy coo escaping his lips…

"I will now drink these 8 bottles of milk in 3 minutes!" Merrily, Kane proclaims proudly to the camera as said cartons of milk stand strong tall before everyone else as the camera is pinned upon the three.

"Why do you have so many cartons of milk?" Mystified, Katsumi furrows her brow befuddled by the scene she had walked in on.

"Mind your business Kat!" Kane snaps sharply at her.

"So we not going to take that away from him or…?" Unsure, Haneul turns to Katsumi she had tried talking him out of it but….

"And now for the milk challenge, I will…" Kane continues nevertheless eagerly.

"No you won't." Haneul huffs flicking her wrist as a gust of water swiftly soon pushes the cartons out of the angle horrifying Kane clumsily catching or at the least trying to drape his body over the cartons trying to keep them together but…

"Yeah as amusing as it would be to watch I'm gonna have to say no." Katsumi joins in watching the feeble futile effort.

"Why not?" Kane whines pouting, slumping his shoulders sighing.

"Because if you do you'll die." Bluntly, Haneul points out unamused.

"But what am I meant to do with these glasses?" Lost, Kane questions turning towards Katsumi for an answer.

"Pour them out I don't know." Katsumi shrugs her shoulders aloofly, unsure.

"But that ruins the video." Kane whines whimpering slumping his shoulders, complaining childishly.

"Have Haneul do that weird glass trick then." Tiredly, Katsumi waves her arm dismissing brushing Kane off.

"Good idea." Kane perks up immediately at the thought.

"Bad idea!" Swiftly, Haneul shuts down the idea.

"Why?" Kane whines annoyed.

"You can't do that with milk." Mad, Haneul pinches the bridge of her nose shakily sighing, trying to gather what little patience she had left to deal with the man-child before her.

"But you can with water?" Frowning, Kane quirks his head to the side lost.

"YES." Sharply, she snaps at Kane.

"Why?" Kane shrugs still lost.

"Because the empty glass only has air around it, so the glass vibrates quickly when it is hit, causing the high pitch sound. The glass full of water causes the glass to vibrate slower, and the sound you hear is at a lower pitch." Patiently, Haneul attempts to explain to Kane talking to him like some child as Kane simply stares ahead clearly buffering in Katsumi's eyes seeing the windows in his head crash but he continues smiling.

So…you can't do that with milk cause…?" Confused, Kane begins befuddled brow furrowing glancing from side to side still lost.

"Fine how about this then the fans have been asking for another story of ours?" Kane sighs placing his hands up in the air trying to come to some sort of conclusion sensing the lightning storm threatening to occur from Haneul.

"Another one? Which one?" Katsumi queries.

"How about the diner one?" Kane offers confusing Haneul.

"No!" Swiftly, she shuts down the idea.

"Yes!" Kane encourages the idea.

"Was this before or after you met me?" Haneul asks intrigued turning towards the camera.

"Before, we were in middle school, we would sometimes after school go over to my parent's place they owned this bar where there was this jukebox a jukebox that I knew was on its last legs." Kane tells Haneul.

"Wait there was a jukebox in the restaurant?" Haneul blinks baffled.

"My parents love western culture westaboo you would call them. But anyway this jukebox was three plays for a 100 yen so we put in seven hundred yen and selected about 21 plays of what's new pussycat and then we ordered and waited." Kane informs Haneul.

"Here's the funny thing about what happens when what's new pussycat plays over and over and over again. The second time it plays it's not oh someone put what's new pussycat on again no it's oh what's new pussycat is a lot longer than I remembered." Katsumi throws in smirking.

"The third time you play it you think maybe someone's playing it again the fourth time it plays you're thinking whoa someone just played the song four times or at the least someone played it twice and it's a really long song. So the fifth time is the kicker. Now Kat and I are just watching this madness unfold most people have caught on and by the time they have the song plays out…it's quiet. And then…I don't know if you know this but the song begins very quietly BWAAH! BWAHH! What's new pussycat!" Loudly, Kane bellows boisterously singing it badly before everyone else as he slams his foot down on the table wailing waving his arms about.

"And there's this guy who just starts crying while I'm not kidding a whole group of people just storm out." Katsuki adds to the story.

"My folks are giving me the come to the back and we'll beat you to a bloody pulp for what you did. But Kat and I, we don't care, we're laughing our asses off but that's not the cherry on top." Kane snickers as he plops himself back down on his seat spinning it about.

"What is it then?" Haneul ponders out loud.

"So when I was putting in what's new pussycat Kat stopped me and had a song selection of her own. That song being…it's not unusual…" Katsumi reveals to Haneul.

"No…" Horrified, Haneul trails off.

"Yes…and that's when everything was made worthwhile after seven what's new pussycats in a row suddenly dun dun it's not unusual to be loved...and the sigh of relief that swept through the diner and that was the best dinner of our lives." Katsumi concludes the tale to Haneul.

"And how hilarious it is messing with people." Kane throws in draping his arm over Katsumi smirking smugly.

"You guys are sadists." Sighing, Haneul mutters shaking her head at the two before her.

"We are entertainers!" Excited, Kane proudly proclaims joyous over their mischief over their youthful years as the podcast continues on...

"So he's really training for the festival." Haneul sits down on the sofa, another training session had ended how many weeks had it been since the training began? It felt just like yesterday the training had began. She kneels down having ordered her drink, taking out the soda she throws Katsumi and Kane's way.

"Yep." Katsumi mutters under her breath brow furrowing sipping said drink thrown her way.

"And you're helping him?" Haneul gathers.

"I am." Katsumi confirms.

"That's sweet…" Softly, Haneul smiles shyly.

"He's my brother it's sort of my obligation." Unfazed, Katsumi shrugs her shoulders.

"True." Haneul nods her head only for them both to jolt up at the sharp slam of the table making them turn towards the foot firmly placed upon the table, shimmering shining much to the repulsion of both woman when seeing the male, a towel wrapped around both bottom and the top.

"Yo Han Kat just shaved my leg!" Kane proudly proclaims swiftly slapping his hand on his legs shimmering as fat flabs from the sharp slap of it, Katsumi swearing she heard the shy squeak of pain escaping the lips of the hurt Kane, his voice cracking breaking before him form his harsh hit.

"Just a minute." Miserably, Haneul groans grumbling under her breath.

"Why did you shave?" Confused, Katsumi ponders perplexed at the sheer sight of the smirking Kane not even batting an eye to the man who was basically nude before them, if not for the towel draped over him.

"Cause I wanted to! Gods Kat guys can shave too." Whining, Kane groans slumping his shoulders dramatically rolling his eyes.

"And you just announce it because…?" Bombarda furrows her brow befuddled by his determined declaration.

"You wouldn't understand when your legs aren't as smooth as a baby's bu…" Arrogantly, Kane continues, his baby blues shimmering shining much to the perplexation of both Haneul and Katsumi sharing a look lost.

"…How do you know how smooth one is?" Katsumi continues concern clear in her tone.

"Babysat Han's nephew with her." Kane winks mischievously.

"I'm here." Haneul huffs exasperated.

"You have a camera? It's important to document it." Kane proclaims determined.

"Oh for the…wait you trust that brat with your nephew but not me!?" Mad, Katsumi turns to scowl, glaring glowering at Hnauel.

"Do you want to babysit my nephew?" Poker faced, Haneul crosses her arms over her chest unamused as Katusmi flinches from her words alarmed almost at her loudmouth.

"…No." Katsumi sighs slumping her shoulders.

"Then don't complain." Curtly, Haneul huffs.

"Just saying as your boss I expect some respect." Katsumi sighs scowling.

"As do we." Haneul remarks.

"…Touché. Hm?" Katsumi jolts up at the hum of her phone.

"What's going on?" Curious, Kane asks perking up at the ringtone.

"Hawks." Grumbling, Katsumi huffs.

"OOOh." Kane draws out confusing her while Haneul gives him a stern scowl.

"What do you mean ooh?" Lost, Katsumi's ruby reds narrow.

"Oh come on he's interested Kat." Kane presses making her groan.

"He really isn't." Irritated, she deadpans.

"Then why does he flirt with you all the time? I mean look at this topic at penguins." Pointedly, Kane disputes.

"…You have met Hawks right?" She furrows her brow at the two.

"Yeah." Both Kane and Haneul share a look lost.

"Then you should know he's flirty by nature it's just how he is. Now if you excuse me I got a man-child to deal with." Tiredly, Katsumi raises her hands up in the air exasperated.

"Han think you can take pic of my thigh I'm planning on showing these bad boys to the world?" Kane proclaims proudly.

"…Why?" Katsumi's ruby reds narrow.

"Why not!?" Kane argues stretching his arms out.

"I don't have a choice do I?" Haneul sighs sadly boing her head.

"Damn right you don't!" Kane declares determined making Katsumi grumble turning her back to the two taking out her phone.

"Kat love of my life." Happily, Hawks greets Katsumi.

"What do you want Hawks?" Tiredly, Katsumi sighs.

"I need you to come home." Hawks reveals to her.

"…Did you set the kitchen on fire?" Frowning, Katsumi scowls.

"No." Hawks answers.

"Did you break the washing machine?" Scowling, Katsumi questions.

"No." Hawks repeats.

"Did you break my tv?" Seething, Katsumi queries.

"No! Look I'm locked out I forgot my key this morning." Hawks reveals to Katsumi.

"Then go fly around somewhere." Sighing, she tells him.

"But it's sooo hoot." Hawks draws out whining like some sort of child.

"Hawks its freezing over there." Confused, Katsumi furrows her brow befuddled.

"Maybe for you it is I'm literally melting." Mad, Hawks snaps taking Katsumi aback.

"Urgh just keep your clothes on." Katsumi huffs under her breath brow furrowing.

"Do you want me to strip in front of our neighbours Kat?" Hawks teases.

"Our neighbours?" Katsumi's ruby reds narrow.

"You want me to be nude for all the eyes can see?" Suavely, Hawks purrs slightly taking her aback.

"I'm sure your fans would be pleased." Pointedly, Katsumi deadpans.

"So you want me to strip like I'm some sort piece of meat?" Mystifed, Hawks gasps.

"…Technically we all are a piece of protein." Fairly, Katsumi points out.

"Kat I'm being serious!" Sternly, Hawks snaps confusing her when hearing a low growl almost.

"Hey don't you just open the side window like you always do then?" Lost, Katsumi asks.

"…Come on you're a hero come save me." Hawks whines.

"Hawks I'm hardly… just go get some food for the next hour or so." Katsumi dismisses him.

"But what about dinner?" Hawks argues annoyed almost.

"We'll still have dinner with your appetite lately I wouldn't be surprised if you needed three dinners." Jokingly, Katsumi jokes.

"Is…is that an offer?" Hopeful, Hawks raises a brow.

"Urgh…go to the shop and buy some food and maybe I will while I'm doing that maybe try to find the brain you're missing." Katsumi deadpans.

"I'mma do it." Hawks tells her.

"Don't you do it." Katsumi's ruby reds narrow.

"I'mma do it." Hawks says to her.

"Oh for the love of fucking I'll be there." Katsumi exclaims.

"Yay see you." Hawks smirks swiftly hanging up on Katsumi making her curse under her breath bitterly.

"I'm going to murder him one day…" Determined, Katsumi grumbles under her breath bitterly before leaving her friends, gesturing for one of the sick kicks tending to the vending machine to follow, heading towards Katsuki hopeful to finish today's training session so she could deal with the manchild that was Hawks.

"So….you ready to try out this move of yours?" Katsumi questions stretching her limbs eager to see this brother of hers skill.

"Who the hell is that?" Loudly, Katsuki glares at the sidekick by her side.

"That's Ed." Katsumi gestures to the male by her side with white hair with faint streaks of purple matching his purple hues. He wears a snow-white skirt with black leggings, snow white heels with a snow white jacket and with a purple dress shirt underneath. His snow-white hair dangles down with a braid by his side held together by a lilac ribbon.

"Hi." Ed waves his hand.

"He's the medic for the agency his quirk allows him to move stuff you know how it is." Lazily, Katsumi shrugs.

"Telekinesis." Ed answers.

"Yep. He's also a nurse so if anything goes wrong with your ligaments he should be able to help. Now let's see this Howitzer Impact." Katsumi explains to her baby brother.

"Damn right be ready it'll destroy the whole agency." Angrily, Katsumi roars to the high heavens.

"I'm sure…" Sighing, Katsumi simply stares at him.

"DIE!" Katsuki roars leaping high in the sky soaring in the air, letting out an explosion of some sort.

"…That's it?" Katsumi scowls furrowing her brow at the explosion, Ed looks over at her, the two of them looking as lost as each other almost as disappointed as each other.

"The fuck do you mean that's it?" Irritated, Katsuki snaps scowling at Katsumi.

"It's just one big explosion." Katsumi deadpans bored.

"A huge explosion." Katsuki grumbles glaring to the side.

"Okay its bigger than normal but that…that isn't a super move." Katsuki sits down by her brother's side.

"It's flashy enough ain't it?" Katsuki crosses his arms over his chest.

"Sure but it can be improved upon." Katsumi points out.

"What do you recommend?" Katsuki demands from her.

"You took off in the air that could help." Katsumi shrugs unsure.

"But that makes my move imprecise didn't you say that powerful quirks cause imprecise attacks." Annoyed, Katsuki argues.

"I did but Bakugo although that is a weakness for us we can use that to our advantage." Katsumi tells him.

"How so?" Katsuki raises a brow.

"Well here's my idea what if while you're in the air you spin by using explosions to propel himself in a circular motion to create a tornado. This tornado builds up oxygen to fuel the incoming explosion." Katsumi explains to her brother.

"Then I can release a badass blast! It'll be even more powerful too." Katsuki smirks smugly at the thought.

"Not to mention the smoke caused from the tornado would be able to shield you to some extent or hide you." Ed throws in from afar.

"That's…badass! Let's try it!" Katsuki declares.

"Um you sure? I mean your wrist." Katsumi refuses.

"Right…better save that for the festival." Katsuki grumbles under his breath.

"Good idea." Katsumi smiles softly.

"Those fuckers will be begging on their knees to have someone like me in their agency hahaha I'll be on top in no time." Triumphant, Katsuki cackles loudly hands on his hips intensity baring his fierce feral fangs at his older sister simply sighing.

"…I'm sure." Dryly, Katsumi mutters miserably.

"Um mam should I?" Uncertain, Ed begins but Katsumi simply raises her hand swiftly silencing Ed.

"If you could Ed thanks." Tiredly, Katsumi nods her head grateful for her sidekick's quirk who dismisses herself stepping back allowing them to continue training just as her phone goes off and her heart drops at the familiar number.

"I see you've been busy." Ryoma looks over at his laptop typing before turning the laptop to show Katsumi fighting Kappa.

"As have you." Katsumi counters unamused.

"Yes shame my venture was so rudely disturbed those pesky policemen are a real pain I don't see why you work with them." Ryoma scowls at her.

"…Maybe to stop a drug that is killing them." Cynically, Katsumi huffs.

"It's giving those that are weak a chance to be someone in this world in this society." Severely, Ryoma exclaims.

"I thought you hated this society I thought you wanted to destroy it so why make a drug that enhances such a vital aspect to society." Scowling, she questions Ryoma.

"So people can see the truth." Conceitedly, Ryoma remarks.

"The truth?" Guardedly, Katsumi furrows her brow.

"Tell me do you know of "Quirk Singularity." Smirking, Ryoma asks.

"Who wouldn't?" Katsumi leans back in her seat.

"Nevertheless it's a popular line of thinking that suggests that Quirks will continue to mix together and deepen, growing in both strength and complexity with every new generation. Eventually, Quirks will develop to a point where no one will be able to control them anymore." Ryoma dismisses her.

"Did you really think you needed to explain something I already know?" Katsumi sneers.

"Nothing wrong with going over the basics besides I bet you didn't know it was created by Kyudai Garaki, who started to see early signs of this phenomenon among the fourth generation of Quirk users. Doesn't it make you wonder what sort of all powerful kids you would create?" Coyly, Ryoma winks smugly smirking at Katsumi.

"…" Scowling, Katsumi's ruby red twitch tiredly.

"Would you have a child gifted with the same quirk as you or another gifted with the quirk of flight maybe even a combination of a fiery chicken heh…perhaps his feathers ignite and fire blasts after blast of explosions from his wings? Perhaps his wings combust into flames reminds me of that story of the boy who got too close to the sun." Snippily, Ryoma offers making Katsumi scowl, her ruby red glaring, glowering at him.

"…We are not-" Bombarda begins annoyed however…

"Nevertheless, no one believed his theory, and he was ostracized from society as a result. Isn't it interesting? Instead of trying to find some solution to this possibility he was deemed a lunatic, a crazed theorist who wanted nothing more than to warn the people of the possible doomsday to come from that idea alone? He was deemed a villain for simply looking out for humanity." Ryoma explains to the bored Katsumi.

"What are you getting?" Katsumi's hues narrow.

"You call me a villain but in a way aren't I a hero trying to show the world the possibility of that world from arriving?" Antagonistically, Ryoma remarks.

"…You're endangering innocent lives." Disgusted, Katsumi points out.

"So you agree with me?" Ryoma smirks smugly almost desperate.

"I do believe quirks are evolving yes and we need to be stricter with regulations we need to discipline the younger generation more for them to stop that." Tensely, Katsumi scowls.

"Or we could stop quirks entirely nd save the world from such a outcome arising?" Ryoma exclaims.

"…Erase a quirk? I know there are those that can stop it but there's a limit to it." Katsumi furrows her brow befuddled.

"But what if there wasn't? What if there was a solution for it? A questionable solution what is one life for hundred no thousands no millions of lives!?" Intensely, Ryoma demands frustration flowing through his veins as he demands it from her.

"The trolley problem." Katsumi mutters.

"So you know of it?" Intrigued, Ryoma raises a brow.

"You aren't the only one who reads a book you know?" Katsumi scowls her hue twitching tiredly.

"So you agree that the ends justify the means." Ryoma arrogantly assumes.

"I don't know the means of which you wish to achieve this end." Warily, Katsumi's ruby reds narrow at him.

"What are you saying?" Scowling, Ryoma demands from her.

"Seems to me you're trying to talk me into agreeing with you do I sense some hesitation on your part!?" Playfully, Katsumi smirks smugly looking over at her fidgeting fingertips.

"Excuse you!?" Ryoma seethes scowling offended almost at her words.

"You're scared to go through with it tell me what does this project have to do with Eri?!" Enraged, Katsumi swiftly slams her fist down on the table, cracks spewing out but…

"…We're done here." Resolved, Ryoma slowly stands from his seat stone faced.

"Ryoma!" Roaring, Katsumi cries out shouting, scowling at him however it falls to deaf ears as he turns his back to Katsumi leaving her alone as she sighs scowling, not quite sure what to make of the conversation that had just occurred and it's implications.

"Hawks I swear to go…" Angrily, Katsumi begins brow furrowed fury flowing through her veins as she scowls, storming striding into her room. However, she soon trails off when seeing no sign of hawks seeing said sliding door open. She spots a fair few bags on the counter, her brow furrowing further from the murky moulting feathers scattered all over the place, a path presents itself to her. She follows the path towards the back, towards the bedroom.

"Hawks?" Katsumi calls out her brow furrowing to see her wardrobe practically slammed open, the hinges barely hanging on as the festering fire flowing through her swiftly simmers out. Panic pumps through her veins as her features falter, concern clear on her facial features when seeing said male on her bed curled up, duvet draped over him, feathers littered all over the place, seeing scratch marks marred into the wall seeing tables and other such furniture is tossed to the side. Slowly, she makes her way over to his side seeing the fort of sorts made up, hearing what sounds like weak whimpers or crisp coos.

"…Sorry." Softly, she hears Hawk's hoarse voice as she kneels down brow furrowing from the strange stench in the air as she feels her nose scrunch up at it but brushes it off focusing on the poor state of Hawks, sweat slithers down his heated form, whimpering weakly to himself curling on holding himself.

"Hey it's…it's okay what's…what's with the fort?" Gently, she whispers eyeing said fort not quite sure what to make of it, noting her clothes inside, some of which she had thought she had lost prior to it all…

"…" Silently, Hawks buries himself deeper into her clothes. Katsumi stares at the fort below her unable to not compare it to what her brother would do when he was upset he'd make a little fort for himself in hopes of hiding away from the mad Mitsuki where she'd leave him to have a moment to let the emotions be processed and let go where Katsumi would most of the time come home to, where'd she sneak in with an offering of cookies for the two to talk for the two to prepare for the fight ahead against their mother, for the boy to just cry, to let out his feelings…

"Can I…can I come in?" Politely, Katsumi asks brow furrowing, she couldn't help but compare it to this.

"…" Frowning, Hawks reaches out rubbing his nose against her baggy jacket, almost as if it were a safety blanket of some sort.

"Nice place you got here." Impressed, Katsumi steps back admiring the fort.

"…Thanks." Tenderly, Hawks whispers.

"You okay?" Softly, she whispers.

"Yeah just…tired." Tentatively, Hawks huffs.

"You're hot." Katsumi furrows her brow reaching out placing the back of her hand to his head making him whimper weakly.

"Heh thanks." Tiredly, Hawks smiles strained wincing.

"That's not what I mean dumbass…have you been drinking?" Katsumi asks Hawks worried.

"…" Silently, Hawks nuzzles leaning further into her hand.

"Hawks…" Sighing, Katsumi begins but…

"Haven't felt like it." Hawks shrugs shyly shuffling over to her.

"Right." Katsumi turns to remove herself from him turning to crawl out only to gasp at the arms around her tugging her forward firmly.

"No! Don't!" Hawks cries out clinging to her diving his head into the crook of her neck, shaking, quivering, quaking in her arms.

"Look I promise I won't be gone long I'm just going into the kitchen to get you a drink and painkillers." Gently, she tries to assure him.

"Can you…bring in the takeout too?" Trembling, he asks his feathers, fidgeting.

"Sure any stuff you want me to put in the bin?" Katsumi eyes the garbage behind him, the source of the stench she assumed. Slowly, he slides the garbage over to her which she calmly collects before exiting out of the fortress then head towards the kitchen. She collects some supplies from the kitchen before returning.

"Permission to enter." She asks.

"Granted." He nods his head hurriedly allowing her access.

"Here." Softly, she passes him a bottle and pill.

"Right…" Reluctantly, he takes the painkillers downing them with the drink. He then plops himself down upon the duvet below, curling in on himself, bringing her close into a side hug just as her hues widen when seeing…

"Huh…" Softly, her fingertips reach out touching the talons before her only to blink baffled when said hand recoil back making her turn towards the fearful face of Hawks clutching his hand to his chest.

"Sorry." Hawks bows his head trying to hide his hand almost.

"Why are you apologizing? You…you okay?" Katsumi furrows her brow at him.

"How about you?" He asks confusing her.

"What do you mean?" Mystified, Katsumi questions Hawks lost.

"You've practically been my manservant since the whole door thing and now seeing these." Hawks huffs glaring at his fidgeting fingertips or well talons.

"These?" Katsumi furrows her brow reaching out to his hand, his hues widening when she holds his hand, her thumb brushing against his own.

"…Don't you hate them?" Softly, Hawks whispers trying to pull his hand away but…

"Hawks you're talking to a girl with a metal arm." Katsumi reminds him squeezing her hand.

"…Oh." Hawks hues expand at the point.

"…Yeah." Katsumi answers.

"…They…they don't come out often not like this I mean…there's a stigma around mutant quirks, the further away from human one looks the worst society treats them, I don't know, I guess I'm scared my fans won't trust me or love me anymore if they knew what I really looked like. I guess I'm not good with handling rejection." Hawks sighs sadly staring down at his talons.

"…Well screw them." Bluntly, Katsumi deadpans.

"Eh?" Hawks blurts out.

"Hawks if fans are leaving you just for that then they aren't fans, they're measly extras that aren't worth your time or energy. You shouldn't change yourself just to please them if they don't like for you then they are clearly the ones missing out." Katsumi states the fact firmly.

"…Kat." Hawks hues widen when hearing her words.

"Don't think you have to hide shit from me you know I won't judge you Keigo." Gently, she reminds him smiling softly.

"…Thanks Kat I mean it." Hawks bows his head.

"Anytime…" Softly, she whispers back her temple touching his.

"Can we stay like this?" Tentatively, Hawks whispers wrapping his arms around her, his wings draping over her.

"…Sure." Softly, she smiles up at him, feeling his arms around her only tighten as they curl into one another descending down into the dark depths of their respective subconscious…