Opened on a book stand lies a bento cookbook. A pair of footsteps walked down the hallway from the twins' bedroom. A yawn escaped the owner of the footsteps, "What are you doing still up?"

His eyes widened at the ingredients laid out all over the kitchen. He mentally counted the number of bento boxes littered around the counters and stacked over on top of each other. Shouta took a deep breath then let it out slowly. He watched his wife busy herself around the kitchen. The bento boxes were half filled with tamagoyaki. Separated by little paper cups were bunny cut apple slices. He noticed one was different than the rest and he knew it was his. Shouta walked into the kitchen placing his hands on her shoulders. He lightly rubbed the shoulder joints with his thumbs, "Hey, you need to go to bed. I think the students and I don't mind not having a lunch."

Katrina shoved a rice ball into her husband's mouth, "Does this taste okay to you? Do you think the kids would mind if it's this flavor?"

Shouta blinked. He nearly grumbled as he removed his hands away from her shoulders. He chewed the rice ball. It had kombu in the middle. He finished the rice ball before he answered, "I am sure this is fine. Now will you go to bed? I don't want you exhausted while I'm away."

He could see the smile linger on her lips. She turned her slightly as she continued making more rice balls filled with kombu, "Hizashi said he'll help me out if I need it but I think I'll be fine. You told Hizashi that he could stay here on the couch."

Shouta washed his hands mumbling, "I don't remember saying that."

Katrina deepened her voice to mock her husband, "Now Mic I want you to stay at the house on the couch while I'm gone. No crazy parties. No loud music."

A light smirk played on his lips. He shook his head drying his hands on a hand towel. After each rice ball she finished, she placed them in a bento. Dark eyes peered over her shoulder seeing she is putting tuna in the middle. He had to ask, "Are those mine?"

Katrina bumped her hip into his, "Yessss and that means no you are not eating them right now. Also no you aren't going to share it wish Zashi. You two keep sharing tuna and salmon that I am going to put both of you on restrictive diet."

Shouta frowned, "Are you hinting I am adding weight?"

Katrina rolled her eyes playfully, "Oh shush. We both know you're in good shape. Zashi... On the other hand..."

Speaking of the devil, a meow was made at both of their feet. Katrina looked down pointedly at the cat who was gaining weight from Shouta sharing his fish dishes. Katrina scolded the cat for begging, "No. Your papa spoiled you with tuna and salmon. This is for him, not you. Now go to bed in the twins' room. Go."

Zashi let out a loud meow. It sounded irritated. Katrina pointed to the room where the two sleeping babies are, "Zashi."

The mancoon flicked his tail side to side to show his irritation. Shouta watched the cat head to the twins' room. Shouta breathed out, "I really don't know how you do it."

Katrina turned to her husband, "Says the cat whisperer. Go to bed, you have to handle 20 kids tomorrow."

Shouta crossed his arms. His wife continued working on the rice balls for himself and his students. Katrina noticed her husband wasn't moving but instead he decided to grab some rice after he wet his hands. Katrina pursed her lips, "You don't have to help me."

The tired man replied, "If I can help, the faster I can get you to bed. The twins will be up in a couple hours. I want you to get as much sleep as I can."

Katrina joked, "So barely any at all."

Shouta gave her a little glare, "I sleep."

Katrina laughed, "Yes during school hours. Now be sure you are putting kombu in those rice balls, mister. Don't try to make more tuna for you."

Shouta smirked, "Oh? What? You mean this?"

He swooped in with a spoon filling it with tuna and sweet Japanese mayo. Katrina narrowed her eyes, "Don't you dare."

He placed the filling in the middle of his rice ball. Shouta chuckled, "Too late. This one is mine."

Katrina took his finished rice ball and placed it in one of the student's bento box, "Alright thanks for making Kirishima-san an extra rice ball."

Shouta frowned, "That was mine."

She stuck out her tongue, "Not anymore it isn't. I'll make sure to put in a written note saying that one was made by his homeroom teacher."

The black haired man narrowed his eyes in a challenge. Katrina's smile went into a Cheshire smile. Shouta lightly gripped his wife's bicep to pull her away from the counter. Katrina looked amused, "Oh? Eraserhead what are you going to do with me?"

Shouta placed his hands on her hips. His fingers hooked on her jean loops. He roughly pulled her closer. His mouth grazed against her ear. His words whisper, "First I'll wrangle you to bed. Luckily for me, your quirk won't hurt me and you won't hurt me with your devious tricks. So there is no need for me to use mine. On the other hand though, the capture scarf would come in handy."

Katrina tugged on a couple loose strands from his low bun, "That's how the twins came about. I don't think I'm ready for more children right now."

Shouta chuckled. She pressed a kiss to his cheek, "Let me finish so I can go to bed."

Her husband looked at the digital clock on the stove. It read 0:00. He let out a sigh, "I'll help you. The twins will wake up in two hours. I'll take care of them then so you can get more sleep."

He released his wife. She immediately went back to work on the rice balls. Secretly, Katrina moved the tuna rice ball he made into his bento. A small smile graced her features as the two of them continued working on making three rice balls filled with kombu for the students.

Shouta stood outside of the bus with his hands shoved in his pockets. He counted mentally of each student. A distant voice called out, "Wait! Shou!"

Some of the students even from 1-B paused their boarding. Shouta turned to his wife who was walking briskly with two large bags. One bag are in each of her hands. Wrapped around her is a grey baby wrap with two little forms nestled near each other in front. He knew she had help as Mic arrived at their home that morning before he left. Shouta could not imagine how lost the blond was when his wife was guiding their friend on the way of the wrap. It was one of Midnight's gifts. Katrina let out a huge breath, "Oh, I need to get back to training. The fast walk from Hizashi's car to the buses was not a joy to do."

Shouta gave a light smirk, "I can arrange that."

Katrina held out the two large bags, "You forgot these! I worked so hard making these."

Hizashi jogged over to the couple, "She is quick, Eraser."

He wiped his brow. Shouta drawled out, "You need to step up your training if you cannot follow a woman who is carrying two children."

Hizashi nearly huffed at his best friend but an excited voice came from the bus. He nearly pushed his classmates out of the way, "Miss Katrina! You finally have them with you?"

Shouta grabbed the two large bags placing them to his side. Katrina chuckled, "They came home not too long ago."

She could see the faces of his classmates pressed against the windows. The pink haired girl bounced on her feet, "Oh can we look-?"

Shouta turned her down sternly, "No. Now get on the bus. Vlad, you should do the same to your students as well."

Katrina and Hizashi knew the blood quirk user was grumbling underneath his breath. Class 1-A boarded the bus and Shouta was the last one to board. He wasn't one for public affection especially now that his students knew of his relationship with the woman in front of him. He moved the grey cloth to peek at his sleeping children. Their little feet were next to each other. Youta was smaller than the two but he seemed to look like he is catching up slowly. He lightly touched each of his children's head with a finger. The feeling of their soft hair, well the feeling of the children being here, showed him he helped made these tiny humans. These precious humans and he could call them his children. Shouta pulled his hand away shoving it back in his pocket. He called out to the blond, "Protect her and them, Mic. I'll be back."

Mic nodded, " 'Course!"

Mic squeezed Katrina's cheeks with one hand making a little fish face. He puckered his lips, "How can I not protect my little baby sister?"

Katrina swat at Mic's hand who quickly removed his hand. His face has a big smile plastered on. Katrina glared at Mic. Shouta rolled his eyes, "I'm surrounded by children."

Katrina turned her attention back to the homeroom teacher of 1-A. She nodded. Shouta grabbed the bags climbing into the bus. The bus door shut closed and immediately they drove off. Katrina sighed, "I really hate this. I have a bad feeling about this."

Mic murmured, "Don't we all..."

Mic instantly brightened, "Alright, my favorite listener! Are you ready to head to the radio station? It's time to par-tay!"

The mother of two chuckled, "I guess we can sit in on your radio show tonight."

Hizashi winked placing an arm around his friend's shoulders. He guided her back to the car. Katrina knew Hizashi knew where the school trip's location. For once and understandably, the loud mouth won't open it about this secret.

Hizashi fixed his light leather jacket. His hair was already tied up in a bun and his glasses was changed to normal ones. Across the booth sat the auburn haired mother with two sleeping babies. Hizashi's eyes stayed on the mother and her two children as he spoke into the mic, "Alrrriiiiighttt! Are my favorite friday listeners ready to par-tay?"

Mic watched his friend tend to the littlest of the coo. He kept thinking of the safety and relocation meetings. He hoped for the sake of the homeroom teacher of Class 1-A that his wife wouldn't find out if anything were to happen during that trip. Over the time since first meeting Aizawa's students, Katrina viewed the students as her own. He knew once he saw the bags of bentos that they were for her husband and his students. She was like that even in high school.

Hizashi whined at his gurgling stomach, "Shouuuttaaaa, I forgot my lunch."

His dark haired friend took a bite of his bento, "What do you want me to do about it?"

Shouta didn't need to see the puppy like eyes behind his friend's lenses to know he is giving him that look. Shouta sternly flat out said no. A running pair of footsteps caught the two males' attention. The huffing female came to a stop in front of them, "I... I am... Sorry. I had to get my stuff for lunch."

The two male students saw there were a total of three bentos stacked on top of each other. The medium length haired woman sat down with her legs crossed. She placed the bentos in the middle of her crossed legs. She placed a bento in front of the blond, "I made you two bentos. I wanted to practice in making Japanese food."

She nearly paused in giving Shouta his bento. Her voice sounded disheartened, "Oh... You already have a bento."

Hizashi smiled big, "I can eat his!"

A sad soft smile graced her lips. The dark haired male noticed. Before she was going to give the blond the extra bento, the dark haired male snatched it out of her hands, "I'll eat it."

Katrina brightened a little, "Really?"

Hizashi awed. Katrina then huffed, "Wait what about your other bento?"

Shouta handed his bento made by his mother who forced him to take it to Hizashi. He spoke to the blond, "Here you can eat this."

Hizashi's eyes brightened, "Yes!"

Hizashi knew his best friend would accept his crush's bento. It was surprising when the dark haired teen confided in him about the crush he has to the support class' healer. Ever since the trio's first Sports Festival, the trio stuck like glue. Hizashi immediately dug into his female friend's bento. Shouta was slowly eating the bento. Katrina munched on her rice ball.

The live light turned off as he has a few songs in queue. He leaned back on his chair with his hands behind his back, "Sooo... Want to rent Singin' in the Rain tonight?"

Katrina smiled wife, "Of course. That's our go-to movie when Shou isn't around. He hates it when we sing all the lyrics of the movie."

She could hear the blond hum to the song of the literal title. Katrina chuckled, "First I would have to make sure they're taken care for first."

Hizashi nodded. He noticed his countdown to speak again went to 0. He pressed the button to the mic, "Alright! In a few, I'll be taking a few callers. Tonight's topic would be if you were to give your crush a present, what would it be? Now I want some brave callers who is willing to give me their dream presents to their crushes. Who knows they might be listening!"

Hizashi released the button and put in the next set of songs. He winked at the mother of two who chuckled. Katrina's fingers lightly touched the first gift Shouta saved money for. It rested just below her collarbones. It was hidden from her scarf. A soft smile showed it self as she remembered when he first gave her the gift. She loved it and still loves it.