-Rose's POV-

As we got close to the faculty stands, Toshinori took me aside and dropped his hero form in a puff of steam. His blue eyes were full of anger and concern as he pulled me into a tight, protective hug.

"Are you alright, Rose? He didn't hurt you, did he?" he questioned in concern as he pulled back from the hug to inspect me for any potential injuries. I shook my head in response as I felt myself begin to tear up.

"It pisses me off when he gets like this. This stupid rivalry he has with you is so STUPID! And it's hurting his kids… It's not right..." I vented, my voice shaking as the tears began to fall from my eyes.

Toshinori's large hands quickly wiped them away as he cupped my face in his hands and pulled me into a sweet and loving kiss, causing me to relax into his touch. After a couple of seconds, I had completely melted into the kiss and leaned into him. He pulled away and pressed his forehead to mine, his hand still cupping my cheek and the other wrapped around my waist.

"The most we can do is be there for the kids and be supportive of them. Don't let yourself stress so much, my dear," he soothed as he released me from his arms and took my hand in in his, rubbing soothing circles on the back of my hand, "Now, let's go get something to eat and then we can go watch the rest of the festival. I heard they have a really good karaage stand here this year." I smiled at him and nodded before standing on my tip toes and pulling on his arm to get him to lean down so I could place a kiss on his bony cheek.

"Thanks, Toshi," I said with a smile.

As the third event began, I was intrigued as the first battle between Izuku and the purple haired kid who apparently was a general studies student named Shinsou Hitoshi began. It was revealed that Shinsou's quirk was brainwashing, and I found myself totally shocked that he was stuck in general studies with such a useful quirk.

I could think of so many situations where his quirk would be useful for a hero. My mind immediately went to the time I was held as a hostage not long after reaching Musutafu, and I knew there were other situations like mine that didn't have such a happy ending to it. I was shocked and impressed when Izuku managed to break out of the kid's hold, but that wasn't what my focus was on.

"I need to talk to that Shinsou kid, Toshi. He shouldn't be in general studies," I told him softly as I got up to go but was stopped by him grabbing my hand with a concerned expression on his face.

"Do you want me to come with you?" he volunteered, clearly worried about me being alone after what had happened earlier with Endeavor. I shook my head and gave him a reassuring smile.

"I'll be fine. I'm just going to go talk to him and come right back," I assured him before turning and walking off before he could argue. I made it to the entrance to the arena just in time to catch the purple haired teen.

"Hey! Shinsou Hitoshi!" I called his name out, getting his attention and motioning for him to come over to me. When Izuku saw me, he bowed quickly with a greeting.

"H-hello, Mrs. Yagi!" he greeted nervously, probably thinking I was there to scold him. I patted his shoulder.

"Great job out there, Izuku. All Might was pretty proud of ya," I told him with a smile making the kid beam, "Now get out of here. I'm here to talk to the kid whose been misplaced." Izuku had a confused expression but ran off, knowing it was better not to argue with me. Shinsou raised an eyebrow at our conversation.

"You know All Might?" he asked skeptically. Now that I saw him up close, he looked a lot like Shouta and seemed to act like him.

"Yes, I-" and my mind went blank. Goddammit, this brat used his quirk on me! This cheeky little shit!

"Now leave me alone. I'm not in the mood to deal with any shit right now," he ordered, and I felt my feet begin to move. Feeling my anger spite, my quirk activated on reflex and my staff appeared in my hand, burning it and snapping me out of his control as I hissed in pain and deactivated my own quirk, shocking the teen in front of me.

"Now, listen here you little shit. I came here to talk to you about helping you get into the hero course, but if you use your quirk on me again, I will seriously reconsider my offer," I hissed shaking my hand in pain. This got his attention, but he looked skeptical.

"How could you help me get into the hero course? Who even are you?" he asked, hopeful but skeptical. I smiled at him through the pain in my hand.

"My name is Yagi Rose, but my hero name is Lady Icarys," I introduced with a smile as I let my wings sprout from my back on their lowest heat so it wouldn't harm the baby, "I am a pro hero as well as a new teacher at U.A." His eyes widened at this.

"You're Lady Icarys? The one that works with Endeavor despite being a pro hero for less than a two years, and you took in interest in the one who lost?" Shinsou asked in confusion. I nodded.

"I don't give a shit who won or lost that fight. Your quirk is priceless as a hero. It would have saved me from getting shot, and I'm sure many others from getting hurt too. And I know someone that I'm sure would train you and would be the perfect mentor for you," I answered with a smile. I had heard a certain mummy's comments on the loudspeaker during the fight, and I knew full well that he would be up for this.

"Who is it?"

"Eraserhead," I responded smiling at the awestruck response I got from him, "I take it you're a fan?" He nodded sheepishly.

"Well, he's a good friend of mine, and I can tell you he's already taken an interest in you and your quirk as well. I'm sure he'll be in touch," I encouraged with a wave before turning to leave, "Don't you dare walk around without your head held high. You just showed all of Japan that your position doesn't determine your chances of being a pro hero. You'll be one for sure. Just send some merch or something my way when you do. So I can tell you I told you so." He chuckled at that.

"Thanks, Rose-sensei. I appreciate it," he called it earning a nod from me in response as I deactivated my quirk and walked back to my space beside Toshinori.

"How did it go?" the blonde hero asked curiously. I laughed a bit.

"That purple-haired little shit used his quirk on me," I responded earning a dark look from Toshi.

"He did what…?"

"It's fine, Toshi. I got out of it. Though I will need to go see Recovery Girl a little later. I had to use my staff to burn my hand to snap out of it. That is one strong quirk he has," I admitted with a nervous laugh, hoping he wouldn't go super overprotective about it. To my relief, he sighed in defeat and let it go after telling me I should go sooner rather than later to see Recovery Girl.

The next couple of battles were interesting, and I enjoyed watching the matches, though Shoto's display against Sero had me quite concerned. Katsuki and Ochako's fight was a great one to watch, and I was thankful for Shouta telling off the moron in the stands who was shit talking the blonde who for once, was not actually in the wrong.

Finally, it was time for the second round of fights with a match between Izuku and Shoto. I was very concerned about this fight. Shoto looked severely pissed off and Izuku had a tendency to push himself too far and get himself hurt. It was a recipe for disaster, but I found myself cheering more for Shoto. I wanted the kid to accomplish something on his own and be proud of it, not be pushed into it by his father. The battle lasted longer than I thought until hearing Izuku shout something that everyone could hear.

"It's your quirk, not his!" And with that statement, I saw Shoto's left side ignite, and everything seemed to move in slow motion. Shoto unleashed his fire at full strength causing an explosion when it met the cold air. To my surprise, I was blocked from the blast by a familiar large flaming hero. After the blast subsided, Enji-nii turned to me with his normal scowl softened a bit.

"Are you alright, Rose?" he asked, his gruff voice a bit softer than usual so much so that the concern in it was just barely audible. I nodded as tears I hadn't noticed before fell down my cheeks.

"Thanks, Endeavor-san," I mumbled as I felt my stomach lurch. I activated my quirk, using my wings to fly all the way to Recovery Girl's office and to the restroom in it where I quickly deactivated my quirk and proceeded to lose my lunch. A couple of minutes later, I came back into the office to see a very injured Izuku, a worried Toshinori, and a stern Recovery Girl. Toshi was immediately at my side.

"Rose, are you alright?" he questioned with concern. I nodded with a shaky smile.

"Come lay down, child. The amount of stress I can see in your face is not good for you or your little one," Recovery Girl instructed, and I nodded and did as she said, "Unfortunately, since you're with child, I don't want to use my quirk to heal your burn. The stamina it takes from you would not be worth the decreased recovery time." I nodded in understanding, and she placed some burn ointment on it earning a wince from me as she wrapped it up.

A couple of minutes later, after chewing out Izuku and tearing Toshinori a new one, the rest of Class 1-A came to get Izuku so he could watch the rest of the matches. A minute later, I was surprised to see Shoto come into the office. I sat up in greeting and immediately regretted it as I felt nauseous. Fortunately, I didn't need to throw up this time. Shoto came up and put his right hand on my forehead, essentially turning it into an ice pack and earning a sigh of relief from me.

"That was a great fight out there, Shoto," I told him with a warm smile as he removed his hand and sat next to me.

"Thanks, Aunt Rose… Did my father ever tell you what happened to my mother?" he asked sadly. I shook my head no.

"He was so abusive to her that she grew to hate him. One day, I was in the kitchen with her, and she saw my left side and got so angry that she threw boiling water on my face," Shoto started the story without warning, and I resisted the urge to reach out and hug the dual colored teen in beside me, "I got this scar. My father found out and instead of taking responsibility for the damage he had done, he had my mother institutionalized." At that statement, I did wrap an arm around the kid, giving him an awkward one-armed hug. He looked at me in shock and gave me an awkward pat on the head and a smile.

"So that's why you hate him so much," I stated the obvious before deciding to make the conversation a little light, "I thought it was just because he was a dick and had a shit personality." Shoto looked thoughtful for a second. Geez kid it was a joke. He shook his head.

"Anyways, I didn't come here just to talk about him. I wanted to ask for your help on something Aunt Rose," Shoto stated. I guess the light-hearted conversation is a no. I nodded indicating that I was listening.

"I want to go see my mother in the hospital. I haven't seen her since that incident, and I don't really want to go by myself. Will you come with me? You don't have to come in and meet her or anything if you don't want to, but I… I don't really have anyone else I feel like I can ask," he requested in a rare moment of vulnerability for the teen that usually kept everything to himself. I couldn't help but smile and tear up. I pulled him into a full tight hug, before pulling back with my hands on his shoulders.

"Of course, I will, Shoto! Anytime you need something like this, don't hesitate to ask okay?" I replied with a smile that could nearly rival my radiant husband's, "Now, go get ready for your next match and do your best alright! I'm rooting for ya." To my surprise, he gave me a hug as well before walking off and nodding a thanks, leaving me to lay back down, and before I knew it, exhaustion overtook me, pulling me into a deep sleep.

Song: Must Have Been the Wind by Alec Benjamin