A loud voice could be heard up the path for the Aizawa residence, "Where is the flaming mother to be?"

Shouta let out a light groan. Katrina moved her swollen feet off of her husband's lap, "I'll get the door."

Her husband gave her a look, "Sit. The doctor said for you to take it easy."

Katrina rolled her eyes, "Yes from hero duties which I am. I can do a simple task as in answering the door."

On cue, the doorbell rung. Shouta pushed himself off of the couch heading to the door. He did not have time to speak before the owner of the loud voice spoke excitedly, "Ah, you should look happy, Shouta! You are going to be having twins! I wonder which quirk they'll inherit."

Shouta stepped the side allowing his best friend inside. Katrina turned to the loud mouth hero with a big smile, "Hizashi! That's what I am wondering too! At least someone else has some enthusiasm about this."

The dark haired hero closed the door before giving his wife a look, "I am enthusiastic. I just rather not show it."

Katrina knew her husband was right. He wouldn't show it but she saw a small smile on his lips when they found the second pair of feet. The ultra sound tech made sure the unborn baby did not have four feet and it was two separate babies. Once they were home from the appointment, Shouta asked for a copy of the sonogram where they found out about the two separate babies. Katrina pretended to not see her husband slipping the sonogram into his work folder. Different people had their ways of excitement. The loud blond went over to the couch plopping right next to the red head. His hands hovered the swell of her belly. He looked up from his glasses. The red head could see the hint of his green eyes poking out. He asked, "Can I?"

Katrina nodded and the blond lightly placed his hands on each side of her belly. He could feel the movement inside. The loud hero looked up at his best friend who was in the kitchen excitedly, "This is so cool, my man!"

Shouta came out of the kitchen with a glass of water for his friend and a cup of coffee for himself. Hizashi pulled away leaning on the side of the couch. An arm of his rested on the back dangling his hand on the other side. He shot a pointing finger gun towards Katrina. His head tilted so she could see his green eyes clearly. He spoke with a serious tone, "Any news on your condition?"

Katrina adjusted herself uncomfortably on the couch. Shouta answered for her, "She still cannot have high stress. It would risk her and the children's lives if her blood pressure go too high. They mentioned the further along she is, the more she would be have to be monitored at the hospital considering there's now two."

Hizashi's lips went into a firm line. His hand rubbed his chin in thought. He turned to his best friend pointing to him, "You cannot take off due to being a teacher and patrolling at night. And no one else can-."

Katrina interrupted him, "I am sure I'll be fine at the hospital when it does come down to it. Till then, I can still do things as long as nothing high stress comes around."

Shouta took a sip of his coffee. No matter how many times he tells his wife to take it easy and not stress over anything, she would do it anyways. In a way he could understand that but on the other hand he doesn't want anything to happen to the now children and his wife. A snap brought the couple's attention. A big smile was on Hizashi's face, "How about we talk to Nezu and see if we can't have her help Recovery Girl till it's time to go on bed rest at the hospital?"

Shouta was grimacing but his wife was brightening up. There was a no and a yes coming from the couple's lips. Katrina looked over at her husband who met her eyes. Katrina huffed, "It won't be too bad. And if I were to go into an early labor then you'll be there. It'll be alright."

The dark haired man narrowed his eyes at his wife. He answered, "No. You'll use your quirk and you'll take some student's injuries and/or pain which would induce you to an early labor."

Hizashi looked between the two before he piped up, "I was thinking of doing little stuff like helping with wrappings and medicine. Not to use her quirk cause we cannot have the two joining us yet. You're how far now?"

Katrina rubbed the swell of her belly answering, "I'm six months. The doctor said I should be on bed rest when I'm at seven months."

The quirk-canceling hero pointed to his wife with his mug, "He also said now there will be twins that you are very much at risk of having an early birth. I'd like to prevent that as much as possible."

Hizashi looked over at the red head before putting his attention to his dark haired friend. The blond moved so he was leaning against the back of the couch by his forearms. His dangling hands were laced together. The loud mouth brought up a point, "Would you rather get a call saying your wife is going into labor and due to her condition with possible complications when you're at the school or training grounds? Or would you rather be able to be there in a heart beat and be able to take care of her and your future children?"

Shouta's lips went into a firm line. He knew his best friend had a point. He also knew that the school would bring stress to his wife especially if his class gets injured. The tired man mumbled, "Fine. Hizashi and I will talk to Nezu about this and see if he can make an exception."

Katrina felt excited bubble inside. Hizashi turned to the red head with a big smile. He gave her two thumbs up, "I can give you a tour of the school since Mr. Homeroom teacher would be too busy. His class is an adventure!"

Katrina looked over at her husband to get clarification. He simply shrug. She shook her head at her husband's lack of response. Hizashi bounced in his seat, "They're definitely a strong bunch. You should check them out!"

A firm no came from her husband's lips. Katrina chuckled, "You heard the man. I guess I won't be meeting the famous Class 1-A."

Hizashi deflated but perked right back up, "Now you two need to get another set of everything you have already!"

A loud meow greeted the trio. Zashi padded over to his human replica and rubbed his face into the hero's pant leg. The blond petted the mancoon cat. Zashi purred underneath the blond's hand. Shouta finished up his coffee. As he was walking to the kitchen, he called out to his best friend, "Hizashi please keep the news down about us having twins. I do not want to be bothered by the others."

Katrina pursed her lips, "They're just as excited to have one of their own having children, Shouta. You should let them have their excitement as well. Plus considering how much Hizashi have been bouncing in his seat, I do not think he will hold this news in well since you know I am barred from seeing your class."

Shouta's dark tired eyes glanced over at the gravity defying haired hero seeing tiny bounces in his seat. He let out a heavy sigh, "Fine. I'm not telling them anything."

Hizashi's smile widened. He held out his hand for a high five to the red head. The red head chuckled giving him a high five.

A yawn escaped the red head's lips. The underground hero moved his towel to his head to dry it as he watched his wife get ready for bed. Shouta asked his wife quietly, "Are you sure you want to do this? I can tell Hizashi that you changed your mind."

Medium length auburn waves was tied into a braid before wrapping it up into a bun. She gave a nod, "O'Course. If anything were to happen I rather be in a building filled with pro heroes and Recovery Girl. That woman is the medical definition of 911. Not only I get to be near my favorite hero, Present Mic but I'd feel safe."

Shouta paused in his ministrations. He climbed ontop of the bed. He placed the slightly damp towel ontop of her head. His lips went close to her ear. His words was barely a whisper, "I thought I was your favorite hero."

A tingle ran up her spine. A smirk played on her lips, "I am teasing, Shou. You'll always be my favorite and number one hero."

He lightly tugged the slightly damp towel off of her head. It messed up her bangs. She huffed trying to fix her hair. Shouta grinned, "I better be. Now let's get some sleep. I have to arrive early to speak with Nezu with Hizashi."

She turned to lay on her left side to face his side of the bed. After the final check of locks, Shouta climbed into bed facing his wife. He lightly traced his wife's scars across her cheek. It didn't reach across her face. This was one of the days from their line of duty. When he heard his girlfriend at the time was in the hospital, he nearly questioned everything. Where she was patrolling was a quiet neighborhood so nothing could've happened.

A young black haired adult felt his heart stop for a moment. He nearly dropped his phone but he was able to croak out, "What?"

The voice on the other line repeated themselves, "Yes I needed to call you since you were her only contact. Saving Grace is being transported into the hospital right now."

A pro hero of three years ran. He ran and didn't care that his lungs were burning. His girlfriend who he was going to propose to soon was heading to the hospital. He was across town. A hero wouldn't allow their emotions get the best of them but he could. He could for the sake of her. It was nearing the end of his shift anyways. He wouldn't have ran if he didn't see the next hero taking over the area he was patrolling. No he wouldn't abandon his duty. She would have his head for doing such thing because of her. No. She'd make him sleep at their loud friend's apartment till she felt like he should come home. That normally lasts a day or two. He lightly panted when he stopped in front of the hospital. Immediately he went to the information counter, "Saving Grace. Where?"

The receptionist knitted her brows together, "Who are-?"

A doctor interrupted her, "Ah, Eraserhead. She is getting stitched up right now."

Eraserhead felt his shoulders drop but his face remained passive. He walked over to the doctor, "Can I go see her?"

The doctor nodded, "Sure but she may be under some medication. She lost a lot of blood. It seems she may of used her quirk to save a civilian from an attack."

He followed the doctor to a room where the nurses were finally exiting out of. At the door he could see a large bandage taped to the side of her cheek and down the side of her neck. He could see how she would've lost a lot of blood. His heart started to sink. He had to ask, "She's going to be fine, right?"

The doctor picked up the clipboard with his girlfriend's vitals and notes. He responded, "Yes. Despite having a very slow healing capability for herself, we were able to get her stable. I'll have to have her on desk duty till she is back at her 100%."

Eraserhead nodded. The doctor flipped the paper back and placing the clipboard where it was. The doctor placed his hands in his pockets, "You can go in and see her. We had to sedate her to ensure she wouldn't move while we stitch her up."

The doctor left the man alone. Eraserhead could see the rise and fall of his girlfriend's chest. He took a step in the room before closing the door. He let out a heavy sigh, "What am I going to do with you, Katrina?"

Aizawa knew the scar bothered his wife at first but each day after it healed he showed her that he still loves her. He embraced it as a part of her. If he could he would change it so she wouldn't' have to deal with it but at the same time he wouldn't change it as it wouldn't change how he feels about her. Slowly sleep started to take him and tomorrow he would have to come up with a good argument to Nezu while dealing with his rowdy class.