Zashi moved between his female owner's legs. He rubbed his head hard into her calves and ankles. Katrina tried to step over the mancoon but the cat caught up and pressed his face into her legs. Katrina's shoulders slumped. Shouta moved his wife's pregnancy bag to the ground, "He missed you."

Katrina huffed in frusration, "I understand that but he has to let me get into this house."

Shouta scooped up the cat into his arms. The cat let out an annoyed meow. His tail flicked hard side to side. Katrina turned to the cat pointing a finger at him, "I missed you too, sir but you have to let me settle back down into this house. Now let me call you to me when I'm ready, got it?"

A light meow escaped from the cat. Shouta placed the cat down to the ground. The couple watched the cat flicked his tail hard walking away from the two of them. Katrina shook her head. Shouta commented, "I'm still amazed how you are able to get him to listen or any cat for that matter."

Katrina plopped onto the couch. The hook of her arm covered her eyes. Shouta shuffled into the living room. He sat down next to his wife. With her free hand, she patted her lap. Shouta took the invitation to rest his head on her lap. Her fingers started to run through his locks. Katrina asked, "Do you think the principal would allow me to become a teacher?"

Shouta glanced up at his wife who was staring at him. She moved his bangs away from his face. Shouta asked, "Why?"

Katrina bit her lip. She answered, "I figured the new generations would need some basic medical training. Being a mother now, I do not think I can go back to working out in the field. One of us, at least in the beginning years, would have to stay and care for the children with a reasonable work schedule."

He reached up moving a few strands of auburn hair to behind her ear. He commented, "I would think that would be a good idea if teaching had a facility to baby sit."

Katrina paused her hand movements. She replied, "I was thinking once they start school, I could. Now wouldn't be a possibility."

She felt him nod in her lap. Her husband spoke, "Before internship week, some students gave me their internship forms the day of."

Katrina kept running her hand through his hair. He closed his eyes at the feeling. She piped up, "They're certain on what they want. It's not that surprising for first years who are driven."

He continued, "There's one student I am concerned about. Well two."

She waited for her husband to continue. Shouta added, "One kid, Katsuki Bakugo, has too much pride. He is arrogant and aggressive. He chose Best Jeanist for his one week internship. Seeing as he wants to be the number one hero, he chose Best Jeanist who is among the top 5. Not because of the way of the agency but the popularity."

Katrina couldn't help but snort, "He sounds like he is going to get a huge wake up call from the Best Jeanist."

Shouta gave a nod. Katrina asked, "What about the second kid?"

He moved in her lap so his face was facing her stomach. His voice mumbled into her belly, "His name is Izuku Midoriya. He has a strong quirk but whenever he used it he would hurt himself. He reminds me of someone else."

Katrina answered, "All Might, I'm guessing."

Shouta nuzzled his face into her stomach. He missed being able to do so without the size of the bump pushing him off of her lap. His arms hugged her torso. She let out a light squeak. Her fingers ran through his locks over her knees. He started to fall asleep. Katrina let her husband fall asleep in her lap. The students would be reporting back to the school tomorrow. He told her about when he released his students out at the train station. They kept bombarding him with questions about herself.

The usual student raised his hand, "Mr. Aizawa, question."

Aizawa lazily looked at his red headed student, "Yes?"

Kirishima moved his hands on his backpack straps, "Is Miss Katrina okay? Are the twins out now?"

The students watched their teacher take a deep breath. Jirou spoke to some of her girl classmates, "He does look more tired than normal."

Aizawa spoke sternly, "Before I release you lot, do not do anything stupid."

Uraraka puffed out her cheeks, "That didn't answer our question."

Aizawa closed his eyes for a moment to calm himself. He's not used to his students knowing about his wife or his personal life. He answered, "She's doing fine. The twins will be staying in the hospital for a while. There, happy? Now you're dismissed."

The class 1-A answered, "Yes, sir!"

Before he turned to leave to head to the hospital to visit his wife, a certain red head walked up to him. Aizawa raised an eyebrow. Kirishima rubbed the back of his head nervously, "Can you tell Miss Katrina that I think she is very manly for going through what she did?"

Aizawa removed a hand from his pocket to scratch his head. He answered, "Fine."

Katrina's lips went into a lopsided smile, "Manly, huh?"

Aizawa explained to his students about the final exams. When he arrived that morning, he saw a bag with a couple balloons attached to it. It was shaped like a bottle and a pacifier. Aizawa figured the gender-neutral balloons were because they didn't know. He stared at the balloons next to him as his students had study period. Aizawa tapped his pen against the desk in thought. He had to address the class soon about the gift. The teachers already gave the couple gifts on the day of. He cleared his throat gaining the attention of his students, "Class, you did not have to get us a gift."

Uraraka spoke out, "We wanted to!"

Kaminari nodded, "It's the least we could do."

Ashido nodded excitedly, "Everyone chipped in."

Aizawa's eyes moved to Bakugo. The explosive hero-in-training growled, "I didn't!"

Kirishima scolded his best friend, "That's not very manly, bro."

Deku corrected his childhood friend, "You chipped in more than you should've."

Bakugo turned to his childhood friend in anger. He shouted, "Shut up Deku!"

The homeroom teacher took in a deep breath. He stood up pushing his chair to the wall. He shoved his hands in his pockets. He spoke sternly, "Quiet!"

The students quieted. They stared at their homeroom teacher. His voice drawled, "I'd like to say thank you."

The females and some of the males of the class smiled big. They stood up from their seats in excitement. The homeroom teacher sat back down and ordered his students, "Get back to studying. I know some of you will need it."

A bunch of 'aw' came out of their mouths.

Katrina held her baby boy feeding him a bottle. Aiko's eyes sparkled, "It seemed he gained a half of a pound! that's really good. His breathing seemed to slowly improve. Little miss over there seemed to add a pound."

Katrina lightly touch her son's cheek with her pinky as she held onto the bottle. Katrina cooed softly, "You are catching up my little man. One milestone at a time."

Aiko asked, "Is your husband coming by today?"

Katrina shook her head, "It's final exams soon. He has to help take preparations."

Aiko's mouth shaped into an 'O'. Aiko rubbed her neck, "What is the finals like in U.A.? I only went to a normal high school. I'm quirkless."

Katrina could hear the slight shame in her nurse's voice. Katrina gave a small smile at her nurse, "You shouldn't be ashamed of being quirkless. You're doing amazing things here just like a hero. You don't have to worry about accidentally using your quirk on someone."

Aiko nervously chuckled, "I guess you're right."

She changed the topic, "Is he done with his bottle?"

Katrina glanced down at the empty bottle. She didn't feel the child push the bottle's nipple out of his mouth. She placed the bottle to the table by the chair. Katrina moved the child to her shoulder. Her hand lightly tapped his back. Aiko opened the incubator for when Youta is finished. A big burp was released from the smaller twin. Katrina chuckled, "There we go."

Aiko took the smaller twin and placed him in his incubator.

Some teens looked around the hospital. One whispered to the other, "Do you remember where?"

The other answered, "No, maybe we should look at the map."

The third teen looked around till he noticed the map hanging on the wall. He pointed to it, "I found a map."

The three headed to the map. Red, black and golden eyes search the map and directory. The owner of black eyes tapped the directory, "I found the birthing floor. Wouldn't the babies be in a special unit for being early?"

The teen with the red eyes thought for a moment. He answered, "Yeah I would think so."

The black eyed teen moved his finger underneath the birthing floor with the words 'Neonatal Intensive Care Unit'. His finger tapped at the words, "I think this is it."

Golden eyed boy piped up, "It says floor 6. The one floor above the birthing floor."

The three gave a nod in agreement. They headed to the elevator to head to the floor. The boy with golden eyes piped up in the elevator, "Soooo what do you guys think? Kirishima? Sero?"

Kirishima smiled, "I think its one of each."

Sero shook his head, "I think it'll be both boys. Kaminari?"

The blond answered, "No way. I'm not adding to this."

The elevator dinged. The red head walked ahead to the nurses' station. He asked politely, "Excuse me, I'm asking if it was alright if we could see the Aizawas?"

A nurse looked up form her computer. She raised an eyebrow, "And who you might be?"

Before the boy can answer, a voice interrupted, "Oh I'll take the three. Don't worry, Kimiko."

The boys and nurse turned to the voice. The boys smiled at seeing the familiar nurse. The familiar nurse placed her hand on her hip, "It's nice to see you boys again. Follow me."

The teens thanked the other nurse before following Aiko. Aiko walked the three teens, "You're lucky the twins are okay enough to have some visitors."

The red head walked quickly to the nurse. He bombarded her with questions, "Are they okay? What happened?"

Aiko chuckled at the teen. She answered, "They're fine as much as they can be. The boy still has underdeveloped lungs but he is getting stronger. The girl is underweight. Well they're both are. Slowly, they are gaining the weight they need to be."

The teens let out a relieved sigh. Sero commented, "Mr. Aizawa doesn't speak much about Miss Katrina or the babies."

Aiko smirked, "Well he does seem like the guy who speaks very words."

Kaminari mumbled, "No kidding."

Aiko stopped infront of a sliding door. The door opened automatically. She piped up, "Katrina you have some visitors."

The mother knitted her brows, "Wha-?"

The teens appeared into the mother's vision. She looked surprised, "Oh, uh boys. What are you doing here?"

Sero rubbed his neck, "We wanted to visit you. Mr. Aizawa doesn't talk much."

Katrina chuckled, "That sounds like him. Come inside. Promise they nor I will bite."

The teens shuffled inside the NICU. Aiko called out to the new mother, "I'll be back later."

Katrina moved her daughter to her shoulder. She lightly tapped the babe to release any gas. Kirishima smiled brightly, "Woah she looks so small!"

Kaminari scratched his cheek, "Where's the other one?"

A burp came from her daughter's lips. Katrina moved the babe in her arms. She gestured with her head to the incubator near her, "He's in the incubator."

The boys moved around the incubator. Their eyes widened. Kaminari commented, "He's smaller than her."

Katrina replied, "They're both small due to being born early. I hear you'll be doing your final exams soon."

Kaminari and Sero hung their heads. Katrina raised her eyebrows. Kirishima rubbed his neck, "They're in low rankings. Yaoyorozu is helping the two in studying. She ranked 1st. Bakugo is gonna help me out."

Katrina told the teens honestly, "I was pretty low in my rankings when I attended U.A.. Japanese was my second language. I was still learning it when I came to Japan. My parents, before I moved here, thought to teach me Japanese a little later than normal."

The students' eyes widened. Kaminari asked, "Wait Japanese is your second language?"

Katrina nodded, "Yes. English is my first. I was born and stayed in United States of America since I was ten. I'm a Japanese American. I thought it was noticeable with my accent."

Sero nodded, "Now I can hear it. I didn't hear it. I don't think either of us heard it at first till you pointed it out."

Katrina winked standing up, "Ah, that's good. Hiding my accent must be getting better."

Katrina started to place her daughter in the incubator but she stopped. The new mother turned to the teens with a smile, "Would any of you like to hold them?"

Kaminari and Sero shook their heads. Kaminari answered, "Oh no. No I'll be afraid to drop her."

The mother smiled big. With one hand, she gently pushed the blond to the chair, "Don't worry. You'll be fine."

The blond plopped down on the chair. Kirishima gave the blond thumbs up, "You got this!"

Katrina gently placed her daughter in the blond's arms. Katrina adjusted the blond's arms to make sure he is supporting her. Katrina placed her hands on her hips, "There you go. See you're fine."

Sero chuckled, "I wonder what Mr. Aizawa would think if he saw you holding his daughter."

Kirishima teased the blond, "Oh if he could he would erase your quirk permanently."

The older woman chuckled, "I won't let him and his quirk doesn't work like that. Are you okay, Kaminari-san?"

Kaminari stiffened, "Y-yeah!"

The new mother turned to the other teens, "Do either of you want to hold her?"

Kirishima bounced on his feet excitedly, "Oh I do! What's her name?"

Katrina answered while picking up her daughter, "Her name is Julieanne. The boy is Youta."

Sero looked at the boy sleeping in his incubator. Kirishima and Kaminari switched spots. Kirishima held out his arms and Katrina placed the sleeping babe in his arms. Katrina only corrected the boy's arm just by a little bit. Kirishima cooed at the baby girl, "Julieanne, you have a pretty name! You look so much like Mr. Aizawa."

The interactions between the teens and the girl kept going after a while. Katrina had to send the boys home before their parents got worried over them. Katrina laid a kiss to each of her children promising the two she will be back tomorrow. The mother knew if she would mention the boys' visit to her husband. She doesn't want the boys to get into unnecessary trouble. Her husband upgraded himself to over-protectiveness.