"You're really going to see her." Kane furrows his brow at the back of Katsumi as the two sit at their respective desk, brow furrowed at their boss turning to leave.

"Yep… you two going to be alright?" She turns to the two, Haneul dutifully writing up her report while Kane signs some off.

"Yeah…" The two chorus.

"Just remember we're going over to my sister's after work." Sternly, Haneul reminds the two.

"Why are you looking at me?" Mad, Kane huffs at Haneul.

"You know why." Haneul huffs returning her focus to the computer while Kane rolls his eyes exasperated.

"Just…be careful alright? It wouldn't be the bombardment agency without you in it…" Kane calls out as he perks up at the ding of the elevator seeing said doors open.

"Yeah heh…see you guys." A small smirk of endearment cross the lips of Katsumi striding in before the elevator descends down, taking her down as she goes to see Eri.

"Has she said anything important?" Aizawa asks as Katsumi enters the hospital hallway seeing said raven haired male talking to doctor Akihiko, hands shoved into his pockets.

"I'm afraid not. She's been petrified of the doctors coming in and out she hasn't spoken a word since waking up." Akihiko explains to him.

"To be fair she has woken up in a new environment with new people in and out daily…" Fairly, Bombarda points out shoving her hands into her jogging bottoms as Katsumi arrives her hands on her tip tank top a dark olive black with hints of orange, straps of orange.

"Bombarda…" Aizawa turns to the woman approaching, a bag dangling down from her arm.

"Aizawa…so she's awake." Katsumi peers into the window seeing said girl shyly sipping the juice box give to her by the nurse.

"I did text you but…" Aizawa begins but…

"Yeah…I got a new phone." Katsumi tosses the phone at him.

"Right…you go in first I'll talk to the doctor." Aizawa catches said phone focusing on it.

"Got it." Katsumi waves him off as Aizawa puts his number into Katsumi's phone.

"Bombarda after your talk with Eri we need to talk." Aizawa calls out passing the phone back over.

"Got it." Katsumi slides her phone into her pocket smoothly sliding the door open.

"B-Bombi!" Eri perks up beaming brightly at the sheer sight of the brunette bringing a small smile to her lips at the sight of said smiling girl.

"Hey Eri…whoa careful there." Taken aback, Bombarda blinks baffled by the girl suddenly diving at her who she clumsily catches.

"You're okay, you're okay you're really…" Relieved, Eri whispers weakly nuzzling into her side.

"I'm fine Eri, everything and everyone is fine." Firmly, she promises the girl smiling softly, adjusting the girl in her arms.

"E-Even L-Lemillion?" Hopeful, Eri asks as she adjusts Eri in her arms, her legs either side of her chest.

"Yeah he's doing fine how about you?" Katsumi ask Eri softly brushing a stray strand of white to the side.

"…I-I'm fine." Shyly, she bows her head into the crook of her neck.

"Eri come on you can be honest with me." Softly, she sets the girl down on the bed.

"I…I don't like it here." Honestly, Eri confesses to Katsumi.

"…I know it can be hard but…" Katsumi moves one leg over the other.

"It smells like…back there." Eri bows her head staring down at her fiddling fingertips.

"E-Eri." Worriedly, Katsumi brings the girl into her lap seeing said girl sniffle noting the faint glistening gold hue to her horn, making her turn to Aizawa as his hues blare ruby red.

"It's okay, it's alright…" Attentively, she whispers to the shaking, quivering, quaking crying child in her arms not caring about the tears staining her attire as holds her, hearing her soft sobs, feeling the girl break down in her arms. Aizawa and her turn to one another as the two share a look as the girl goes limp in her arms…

"The doctors are checking on her as we speak…" Sighing, Aizawa tells Katsumi as the two leave the room, having Eri be taken care of as the two talk outside staring at the now resting girl.

"Good…" Katsumi sighs softly at the sleeping girl.

"…We should talk about Eri's situation. I'm planning to train her, manage her quirk. I think the bleach and artificial companions in the hospital triggers her so she is already on edge from that alongside meeting me so I thought with your influence around you could help her." Honestly, Aizawa explains to Katsumi.

"…Then what?" Katsumi's ruby reds narrow.

"What do you mean?" Aizawa asks.

"What I mean is what happens? Will she be thrown into the system?" Scowling, Katsumi quirks her head to the side seething at the thought.

"Here's where I hoped you would come in, it's hard enough for a single parent to adopt a man at that here I have U.A backing me up yes but to be sure I was wondering if you'd be my partner on this." Tiredly, Aizawa offers his hand out to her.

"Your partner?" Puzzled, Katsumi arches a brow.

"I need two signatures for the adoption papers do you think?" Aizawa asks.

"…Yes." Swiftly, she answers, the two could agree to it with principal Nezu's aid as well it could help…she knew how strict the system could be.

"You…don't you want to think about it?" Aizawa eyes Katsumi skeptical.

"I have." Katsumi answers unapologetic.

"…Don't tell me…" Aizawa furrows his brow.

"The thought had occurred to me, a child like that shouldn't be alone not after everything they've been through…" Truthfully, Katsumi states the fact firmly.

"Agreed. I'll have U.A send you the documents." Aizawa bows his head thankful with her signature it would make things quicker…

"Thanks…" Katsumi nods her head as she then turns ad leaves Aizawa having a date to keep with…

Loudly, the baby boy and girl gurgles as the three pros reside in the home of Haneul's sister seeing said woman cradle her baby girl while Kane holds the other, moving the baby around acting as if it were some sort of airplane from the sounds Soundspark produces playfully for the beaming baby boy. Happily, Haneul helps tidy up the room as her sister sits, her sister has warm brown hair held together in a braid with familiar green hues staring softly down at the girl's giddy green in her arms as Katsumi leans against the wall worriedly watching on, awkwardly having no clue what to really do….

"Hae-Won thanks again for letting us come." Politely, Katsumi thanks the woman, trying to be polite at the least rather than be some creep in the corner.

"Anytime thank you for coming." Cheerily, she smiles shyly as Kane then sits down the baby boy in his lap, making small rap like sounds making the boy beam brightly at said strange sounds.

"So this is Gi cute kid." Awkwardly, Katsumi eyes the kid in her lap flinching from the baby's sudden sharp cry making her wince.

"Thanks, aw seems someone's hungry…" Smiling, Hae-Won moves her shift upwards.

"Already?!" Alarmed, Kane suddenly shoots up, his voice cracking breaking briefly almost dropping the baby in his arms alarming Katsumi, if not for the brisk breeze of Haneul, switching saving said boy on the ground.

"I guess so." Smiling, Hae-Won responds oblivious to the near accident as Haneul gives a sharp scowl to the sheepishly smiling Kane mouthing a soft sorry to Haneul rolling her eyes holding the child with ease as Katsumi eyes the baby, grimacing at the salvia bubbles bursting out from the baby boy.

"We'll go get the bottle!" Swiftly, Kane turns on his heel fleeing into the kitchen.

"Y-Yeah he may burn himself." Nervously, Katsumi agrees as she follows after him.

"Hae-Won don't hav-" Haneul begins brow furrowed frustrated but the two are long gone earning a small coy chuckle from Hae Won.

"So do we microwave it or…?" Unsure, Kane asks as he holds the bottle from the fridge in his hand.

"I think we put it in a saucepan." Not sure, Katsumi shrugs sheepishly having no real clue she wasn't really allowed to feed her baby brother.

"Eeew wouldn't that stain the saucepan?" Soundspark points out.

"I don't know urgh I'll look online." Katsumi sighs taking out her phone.

"What are you guys doing!?" Harshly, Haneul demands from the two tense tired.

"H-Here! The bottle!" Beaming, Kane shoves said bottle to her.

"Right…thanks hey, you didn't microwave that, did you, because it's breast milk, and you're not supposed to do that." Haneul reveals to the two sharing a look lost.

"Why? What happens?" Befuddled, Bombarda asks eyeing the bottle.

"Microwaves don't heat food evenly, so they can make hot spots that can burn your baby. Microwaves are also believed to damage the nutrients and antibodies in breast milk." Haneul explains to them.

"How do you know this?" Kane arches a brow befuddled.

"I read it in a book." Briskly, she shrugs.

"What kind of book?" Baffled, Katsumi queries.

"A book I wish to prepare for, for when I have kids." Casually, Haneul responds.

"You want kids?!" Kane says shocked.

"Of course." Confidently, Haneul nods her head.

"Wow you want to make mistakes…?" Mystified, Katsumi says surprised.

"They aren't mistakes look I get the pressure boss but I truly want kids I don't want my family name to die." Dutifully, Haneul explains to the two sharing a look.

"And it won't your sister is here with her kid." Kane reminds her.

"Maybe but that doesn't mean I want my family to die down if I have the chance I'm taking it." Honestly, Haneul responds, soon tasting the milk by spraying it on her arm.

"…Riii-OH GOD!" Both Kane and Bombarda chorus crying out seeing Haneul licks said substance.

"What did you just do?" Kane demands from her shaken as Katsumi slams her hand down on the counter using it to steady her, her hand over her mouth mortified by it.

"I licked my arm, what?" Haneul shrugs unapologetic.

"It's breast milk!" Mad, Kane hisses harshly.

"So?" Haneul challenges confused.

"Han, that is juice, squeezed from your sister!" Sternly, Katsumi snaps at her.

"What is the big deal? Cow's have their calf drink from-" Haneul licks the milk again astonishing the two.

"OH MY GOD STOP!" Soundspark snaps at Haneul.

"You won't even taste it?" Haneul smirks slightly almost amused at both Bombarda and Soundspark struggle.

"No!" The two chorus disgusted.

"Babies honestly… Hae-Won here's your milk…" Haneul sighs leaving the two mortified fellows alone…

"Is this really a good idea?" Worriedly, the nurse fretfully furrows her brow panic plastered all over her features from the thought of the girl going berserk again as Aizawa, Bombarda, Mirio and Midoriya are in Eri's room.

"We had initially decided that it would be best to keep her away from anyone that could remind her of the incident but…" Doctor Akihiko begins brow furrowed from the sight of both boys sat on the seats before the bed of Eri.

"It's true that we were worried about her quirk going berserk again however I'd say there's nothing to fear at this moment. Right now, she lacks the energy to go berserk again…" Akihiko continues as he sees Bombarda sat cross legged on the bed as Eri nuzzled into her lap.

"Sorry we couldn't come visit you until now…" Meekly, Midoriya smiles at Eri.

"I brought an assortment of fruits eat as much as you want. Which fruit is your favour!? Let me guess…it's peaches right? Because you look like a little peach!" Perkily, Mirio shows said basket to her.

"Apples." Eri accepts the basket staring at the fruit frazzled by the gift as Bombarda takes said basket, taking out a knife from her pocket ad beginning to cut and peel the apples ignoring Eri eyeing the blade, shakily sighing softly, she was fine, she was different, she wouldn't hurt her, she wasn't him…Eri had to remind herself seeing Bombarda focus on the task at hand.

"Heh you know Bombarda used to make bunnies for me too as a kid." Fondly, Midoriya remarks eyeing the apple as green meet a pair of ruby red.

"She did?" Eri perks up eyeing the two seeing the small smile exchange between both boy and girl.

"Yeah she learned from my mom." Midoriya recalls fondly.

"Are you two related?" Curious, Mirio asks as the two simply snicker at the response.

"Well not really we were neighbours." Midoriya responds.

"So that's how you know Bombarda wow Midoriya you know a bunch of high-profile heroes!" Happily, Mirio gushes.

"I'm not that big of a deal." Briskly, Bombarda snickers shaking her head at the two.

"You're kidding right? You're one of the top pros!" Perkily, Mirio argues.

"H-He's right!" Midoriya nods his head in agreement.

"Heh that's sweet but regardless, it doesn't matter what matters is Eri getting better." Smiling, she offers the smooth plate of bunny apples to Eri, her hues widening when seeing said fruit on offer, shyly taking one and nibbling on it.

"I've been um…thinking a lot…even when I was sick with a fever about the time you helped save me but…you never told me your name. I only knew Mr Lemillion and Bombi but I don't know yours." Shyly, Eri shuffles over to the two boy's brow furrowed as she leans into Bombarda's side slightly.

"I'm Izuku Midoriya! My hero name is Deku eer I guess Deku is easier to remember since it's short…so call me Deku! I'm Deku!" Merrily, Midoriya answers as he points at himself.

"Hero name?" Confused, Eri looks up at Bombarda smiling softly down at her.

"It's like a nickname like Bombi." Bombarda softly says to her, combing her fingertips through her hair.

"Deku…" Softly, she repeats leaning into her tender touch.

"There you go…" Smirking, Katsumi nods her head in approval at it.

"Bombi, Mr Lemillion, Mr Deku…and the man wearing glasses…everyone…you were all hurt so bad because of me." Miserably, Eri whimpers weakly, sniffling slightly.

"Eri…" Katsumi wraps her arms around the girl bringing her closer.

"I'm so sorry that you had to feel so much pain because of me. Because of- Because of me." Meekly, Eri sniffles slightly, the tears threatening to fall from her.

"Eri…" Softly, she rubs patterns into the shaking quivering, quaking back of Eri.

"Mr Lemillion lost his power!" Pained, Eri dives into Bombarda's chest, seeking solace, shelter in Bombarda's embrace.

"Eri! Not a single one of us is in pain! In fact all anyone's thinking right now is I'm so glad Eri is safe. There's absolutely no one you need to apologise to! So you can relax we all fought so hard because we wanted to see you smile!" Seriously, Mirio promises the girl taken aback at his response peering out from her shirt seeing the beaming blonde before her.

"Eri…" Katsumi furrows her brow by Eri's strained struggle to smile gritting grinding her teeth together showing the teeth but…

"I'm sorry…I don't know how to smile." Saddened, Eri bows her head ashamed.

"You'll get there someday sweetie…" Softly, she rubs the girl's back trying to provide some sense of comfort.

"Wait…Mr Aizawa could Eri leave the hospital just for one day?" Hopeful, Midoriya stands up from his seat turning to the teacher leant against the doorway.

"It shouldn't be impossible to arrange…that reminds me Bombarda me and you need to talk to her caretakers and-" Aizawa considers calmly.

"In that case could Eri come too to the cultural Festival!?" Hopeful, he asks Aizawa.

"Culture?" Confused, Eri looks up at Bombarda befuddled.

"Eri! That's a great idea! You see the culture festival is a festival that we put on at our school! We make lots of food and hold events so that all of the students can have lots of fun...ah apples there might be candy apples!" Animatedly, Miro gushes waving his hands in the air gesturing to said sweet.

"Candy apples?" Eri perks up at said sweet bringing a small smile of amusement to Katsumi's lips.

"It's like regular apples but they're even sweeter can you believe that!?" Mirio asks as Katsumi wipes the sly slither of saliva descending down her lips from the news.

"Even sweeter…" Softly, she whispers hopeful looking up at Bombarda.

"I'll talk it over with the principal." Aizawa considers calmly.

"So…what do you think Eri?" Midoriya asks her.

"….I thought a lot about the time I was saved…and the people who saved me…I was thinking that I want to know more about Mr Lemillion and everyone else." Eri bows her head staring at her fidgeting fingertips curling into her inner palm.

"Sounds like a yes to me." Merrily, Mirio exclaims.

"W-Will Bombi come?" Shyly, Eri looks up at Bombarda.

"Eh?" Bombarda jolts up at the sunlight suddenly shining down on her.

"Y-You'll come too right?" Hopeful, Eri tugs at her shirt.

"Uuh…" Katsumi trails off brow furrowed, not quite sure what to say not wanting to let the girl down but…

"Eri…Bombarda may be busty with work." Aizawa calls out to her from the door.

"Oh…" Disappointed, Eri bows her head.

"…I…I'll see what I can do." Bombarda sighs giving her that.

"R-Really?" Eri exclaims hopeful.

"Sure." Smiling, Katsumi considers.

"I'll tell you all about 'em! Until you don't want to hear anymore, and we'll do our best to make sure the principal agrees!" Merrily, Midoriya perkily promises the stunned Eri eager to see what this cultural festival has in store for her…

"Urgh…" Haneul huffs placing her paperwork down upon the bench, her brow furrowed. She sighs softly slumped against her seat catching the attention of a certain hero across from her talking to their boss, the two of them once on their phones now focused on her.

"What's with you?" Bluntly, Bombarda queries.

"My dance coach isn't helping me." Miserably, Haneul sighs sadly stretching her aching limbs.

"You have a dance coach?" Confused, Soundspark says.

"Look I made a resolution last year to learn ballroom dancing." Drained, Haneul combs her fingertip through her hair ruffling her locks briefly by the murky memory.

"Wait you actually went through with a resolution?" Amused, Soundspark snickers.

"Of course don't you two?" Haneul furrows her brow befuddled by the two.

"Well I say I do but I don't. It's like the whole diet thing you know?" Aloofly, Soundspark waves his arms about at the memory.

"I just don't." Deadpanned, Katsumi answers.

"Anyway I always wanted to learn how to ballroom dance but my instructor literally to my face said I'm unteachable." Upset, Haneul furrows her brow at the memory slumped over her desk.

"What do you mean unteachable?" Alarmed, Soundspark scowls.

"I know right? They gave me a refund and everything! I've studied all the moves for it but…" Saddened, Haneul huffs before trailing off.

"Wait…you studied?" Surprised, Soundspark raises a brow sharing a look with Katsumi.

"Of course." Confidently, Haneul smiles softly proud almost as the other two stare worriedly at the girl who had read a whole bookcase on dance from its cultural significance to the moves needed to perform said routine.

"Han you don't just study dancing…" Deadpanned, Katsumi exclaims.

"Isn't dance a degree though?" Innocently, Haneul argues astonished.

"Well yeah but it's more about the rhythm, the endurance, the physical aspect than the mental." Kane responds gesturing with his hand about the place once more, it was a hard degree to get it took a lot of drive, focus and physical endurance…not to mention the likely hood of going anywhere with said degree was unlikely.

"It is?" Haneul suddenly shoots out of her chair.

"Why don't you let me train you!?" Smiling, Kane points to himself.

"You?" Haneul arches a brow warily.

"Course! I'm pretty good at dancing myself, I know the tango, the waltz, a little of tap…" Giddily, said boy goes around his desk, doing a bit of each dance taking Han aback while Katsumi simply stares, not even batting an eye to the level of dance Kane is capable of.

"You name it he knows it." Honestly, Katsumi gives Kane that.

"See Kat agrees!" Animated, Kane points to Katsumi, placing his visor upon his head once more.

"I don't know…" Unsure, Haneul crosses her arms over her chest conflicted.

"Come on it'll be fun!" Soundspark argues as he quirks his head to the side batting his eyelashes at her.

"Alright…" Haneul sighs shyly smiling at Soundspark's puppy dog face, a face she couldn't say no to.

"Well with that sorted I'm outta here." Katsumi pushes herself from Kane's desk chair turning to leave after checking the time on her phone.

"Going to go see Eri again?" Curious, Kane queries.

"Yep. See you." Katsumi waves her hand to them turning to the elevator as it opens.

"Give her our regards." Haneul calls out.

"I will." Katsumi enters the elevator descending down going to go meet Eri.

"B-Bombi!" Eri perks up at the sheer sight of Katsumi.

"Hey Eri how you doing?" Gently, Katsumi softly slides her bag off her arm, placing the bag down.

"I've been better." Eri bows her head.

"Oh yeah? Maybe this will cheer you up come on." Smiling, Katsumi helps her down.

"W-Where are we going?" Eri raises a brow looking up at her as she takes out some clothes from her bag.

"Shopping, how about it?" She kneels down helping her change, the doctors had decided it best to push her into it, she had asked and they had agreed her training had been going okay so far sure they had been some ups and downs with her crying and Katsumi comforting the terrified child but the group of adults thought it best to treat her, as a reward for her training.

"You…you won't leave me alone?" Shyly, Eri clings to her after changing her in casual clothes.

"I promise." She nods her head in understanding.

"O-Okay!" Eri nods her head taking her hand as the two leave the hospital heading to the shopping centre…

"All right, I'm here! Now whose ready to dance!?" Kane boisterously bellows posing before the furrowed frown of Haneul.

"Let's just get this over with." Haneul huffs snatching his hand in hers.

"Now come on you think we need this attitude?" Amused, Kane dips Haneul making her gasp taken aback as he quickly pulls her back, steadying her.

"Fine just follow my lead." Kane smirks taking out the small remote turning on the radio.

"Y-You are?" Astonished, Haneul takes a shy step back, a faint feverish tint to her crimson cheeks.

"Yes. Look come on, eh, just ah, just ah, put your arms around me, eh." Kane smiles softly at Haneul as he puts his arm around Haneul smiling and they both start dancing. Surprised, Soundspark's baby blues widen when suddenly Haneul tries to spin Kane, managing to take the lead much to Soundspark's shock as she ends up throwing him into the door.

"Ahhhh! I'm sorry!" Horrified, Haneul holds her cheeks gasping at the fallen figure.

"I-It's fine!" Feebly, Soundspark smiles strained, shakily standing.

"Ahh, forget it! I'll never be any good at this, my teacher was right! I'm unteachable!" Horrified, Haneul wraps her arms around her chest pained.

"Come on Han, you're not unteachable! Have you seen the moves you pull out during your martial arts if you can do that why can't you do this?" Softly, Soundspark smiles placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Because this isn't fighting." Frowning, Haneul states the fact firmly.

"But it is." Smiling, Soundspark steps forward.

"It is? I mean I suppose it helps with endurance but…" Logically, Haneul considers calmly but she fretfully furrows her brow.

"Look you just need more practice. I've seen how capable you are with your fighting style you can do this I know you can. Here, come on, let's ahh, let's try it again. Come on." Softly, Soundspark smiles taking her hand.

"Okay I guess…" Haneul bows her head, a faint feverish tint to her crimson cheeks as Haneul holds Kane and…

"Ah!" Kane cries out, a girlish scream escaping his lips from the stern stomp to her foot.

"Sorry." Shyly, Haneul places her hand over her mouth mortified.

"It's fine. Plus, it was, it was probably mostly my fault, anyway. I mean, y'know, I'm not really that comfortable dancing with a—We-he! Hey!" Happily, Soundspark smiles strained from the sharp stamp below but soon falters from Haneul taking control once more and tossing him back again.

"I did it! I threw you!" Horrified, Haneul gasps.

"That you dideeeeeeeh!" Kane smiles grimacing, readying himself for what was to come with teaching Haneul…

"You okay Eri?" Gently, Katsumi asks as she holds the girl's hand squeezing softly it as she adjusts her coal-black oval lenses, wearing a ruby red and black wear flannel exposing a black corset crop top wearing matching bangles and a black ring with other accessories wearing blue distressed jeans and black boots with ruby red laces.

"Y-Yeah…it's so busy." Eri whispers worriedly holding her hand, eyeing the people all over the shopping centre.

"Just stay close to me okay?" Softly, Katsumi whispers to Eri.

"O-Okay." The girl clings to Katsumi's side wearing a white dress shirt with a frilled collar and a plain red pinafore with two large, golden buttons on either side of her chest. Under this, she wears gray tights and a large set of tan boots, and a small dark red messenger bag with the strap sitting over her right shoulder, and a little floral pattern decorating one of its sides.

"Do you want any sweets Eri?" Softly, she asks seeing said girl eye the window of the sweet shop.

"Can I have some apple sweets?" Eri queries hopeful.

"Sure. After that we can…" Bombarda begins as Eri simply stares in awe at the woman above her.

"Pretty…Internally, Eri couldn't help but think of the model holding her hand guiding her into the store, buying some sweets for her when the two leave said shop, Eri is enjoying the apple flavoured lollipop in her hand happy.

"Isn't that Bombarda!?" Eri perks up at the voices turning to see a crowd crowding around one another eyeing the two.

"Is she…with a kid!?" Another adds as Eri flinches from it.

"Bombarda doesn't like kids…" Eri flinches from the fierce flash of the camera.

"You don't think…that's her kid!?" Shyly, Eri leans further into Katsumi's side.

"No way! Then again she has been shown to be pretty close to Fatgum!" Eri's grip tightens around Bombarda's hand.

"Hawks too! Slut…" Eri flinches from the voice.

"Whore…" Eri slams her eyes shut from another voice.

"Not to mention look at that stub on that people bet it was a mutant she shacked up with!" Eri's other hand slowly slides over to her horn beginning to glow glisten briefly.

"Yeah she seems to have a thing for them!" A snobbish voice exclaims.

"She thinks she can have any man she wants!" Angrily another voice remarks.

"Yeah but that girl has white hair maybe it's someone else. I mean the girl has red eyes just like her…" Another flash fierce hits Eri grimacing.

"Eri what's wrong?" Gently, Bombarda whispers looking down at the girl below brow furrowed alarmed at the sight of her horn.

"P-People…t-too much…" Miserably, Eri whimpers weakly curling in on her as Katsumi notes the crowd forming furiously glare, glower at the crowd quickly disappearing fleeing frightened from her.

"Come on sweetie let's go outside yeah?" Gently, Katsumi picks up the girl, holding her close.

"O-Okay." Eri bows her head into the crook of her neck, nuzzling into the side of her neck as Katsumi takes her to the park, placing her down on the bench by her side.

"Now breath in and out." Softly, Katsumi raises her fingers to four breathing in deeply as Eri breathes in before lowering her fingertips, breathing out alongside Eri.

"You okay?" Katsumi asks Eri after a moment of composing herself.

Shyly, said girl nods her head.

"…Do you want to go play in the sandbox?" Katsumi asks as she points to the sandbox before her, not many kids were around ad her horn had calmed down its stub still standing but not a horn no longer.

Shyly, said girl shakes her head, cuddling into her side.

"Eri…sorry if those people scared you." Katsumi apologises to her.

"They were saying mean things about you." Eri whimpers weakly sniffling slightly.

"Hm?" Humming, Katsumi raises a brow by the girl's tears swiftly staining her clothes.

"They…they used words I heard the men back there call you." Eri whimpers weakly her grip tightening on Bombarda.

"Eri…" Bombarda brings the girl close to her.

"You're not like that why do people have to be mean to you?" Eri questions shyly wrapping her arm around Bombarda's arm.

"Because sometimes people just are but that doesn't mean everyone is like there, there are kind people out there in the world just as there are cruel people…people can say what they want but I don't care and neither should you. You're better than that." Tentatively, she attempts to explain to Eri brushing a stray strand of white behind her ear.

"Bu-But they're wrong!" Eri argues anxious leaning forward grabbing hold of her shirt.

"It isn't worth getting angry about it now how about we go back to the hospital?" Gently, she asks Eri.

"C-Can we stay for one more hour?" Hopeful, Eri asks staring down at her legs swinging back and forth.

"…Alright. Only if you go and play." Playfully, Bombarda orders as Eri nods her head rushing over to play as Katsumi watches on, glad to see said girl play to her hearts content, acting her age for once.

"So you ah, ready for our last practice?" Soundspark smiles as he approaches Haneul.

"What about the spin?" Worriedly, Firefly frets furrowing her brow at the thought.

"Y'know, I think the reason we're not getting that spin right is because my apartment's too small." Soundspark confesses hands on his hips.

"You think we should use my place?" Perplexed, Firefly offers.

"No, I ahh, had another idea." Soundspark smirks shyly taking Firefly's hand guiding her away unaware of the workers watching on smirking slightly as Kane winks at Ed nodding his head in understanding.

"Wha…what is this?" Flabbergasted, Firefly stares shocked at the candles littered about the place, seeing the flimsy flicker of candlelight surrounding the room, hearing the soft sound of music in the background.

"Well…I-I wanted to get the atmosphere right so fairy lights! Tadah!" Shyly, Soundspark smiles stretching his arms out gesturing to the candlelit room.

"It's beautiful." In awe, Haneul takes a shy step forward furrowing her brow by it.

"You think so?" Shyly, Soundspark asks almost hopeful.

"I know so." Smiling, Haneul nods her head at him.

"So…shall we?" Smirking, Soundspark offers his hand out to her.

"O-Okay." Blushing, Firefly shyly slides her hand into his.

"I just have one question." Soundspark smirks as he brings her close.

"W-What is it?" Blushing, Firefly whispers, a heavy hue of ruby red dusting her crimson cheeks.

"Do you trust me?" Soundspark asks.

"…Yes." Haneul whispers as she jump towards him, her hues widening when wrapping his arms around her, holding her after catching her. Baby blue meet giddy grin as their temples touch feeling their heated skin meet one another smiling shyly at each other.

"We did it!" Kane cheers joyous oblivious to the woman he holds as he drops her.

"…Yeah we did." Pained, Firefly groans grimacing glaring up at the boy dancing around the area happily in his own little world while the other glares at his happy dance.

"I know, we did it! Hey, that was incredible, huh?! I know, it was amazing! I mean, we totally nailed it, it was beautiful!" Beaming, Soundspark springs up and down all over the place dancing joyous at their feat.

"Y-Yeah…" Shakily, Firefly sighs holding her behind.

"You okay?" Kane asks brow furrowed from her shy stutter.

"Y-Yeah, thank you, listen, thanks a lot Kane, I suppose you're not the idiot we all think you are." Amused, Firefly attempts to joke but...

"You…you guys think I'm an idiot?" Kane freezes from her words brow furrowed gently turning to her.

"Not like that...I mean…" Firefly attempts to explain but…

"Oh no I get it. Oh my God, look at the time, I gotta go…" Kane fed up raises his hands up in the air angry.

"Kane! Hey how about one more practice? Why not? Why don't we practice the Foxtrot again? Or-or the Tango?" Firefly tries to follow him however…

"No I'm too much of an idiot to know what I'm doing!" Soundspark huffs turning on his heel storming off.

"Kane!" Firefly sighs stopping in her tracks turning to see said boy long gone as she simply sighs not quite sure what just happened….