The door opened revealing a female replica of her husband's student. She took note of the redness of the blond's eyes. The blond woman blinked, "Oh, may I ask who you are?"

Katrina bowed her head slightly, "My name is Katrina Aizawa. I came here to see how are you and your husband are doing."

The blond sniffled, "Aizawa? Are you his wife?"

Katrina lifted her head. She nodded, "Oh yes. I am."

The blond blinked, "Strange. No one has mentioned of him having one but Katsuki did say something about it."

Katrina rubbed her neck, "Ah yes, we try to keep things under wraps. Not much of spotlight heroes."

The blond woman noticed the baby carriers on each side of the auburn haired woman, "Oh! You have babies with you."

Katrina looked down at her children's sleeping faces. Katrina nodded, "Ah yes. Shouta couldn't take them."

The mother of the missing teen moved to the side, "Would you like to come in?"

Katrina stammered, "A-ah yes, please!"

Katrina moved to grab each the carriers but the blond reached for a carrier. She gave a soft smile, "I got one. Name's Mitsuki. Thank you."

The auburn haired woman followed the blond inside. Mitsuki placed Youta's baby carrier in front of the seating area. Katrina placed Julieanne's next to her brother's. Mitsuki placed her hands on her hips, "Would you like to have something to drink? Please sit."

Katrina obeyed the light order. She answered, "Water is just fine, thank you."

Mitsuki nodded heading to the kitchen. Katrina looked down towards her lap. Mitsuki came back with two glasses of water. Katrina gave a light nod accepting the drink. Mitsuki looked at the twins. She asked, "What are their names?"

Katrina sat up straight, "Ah yes. The black haired twin's name is Julieanne. Her brother's name is Youta. They're a challenge."

Mitsuki laughed, "Have you met my son? These two seem to be angels compared to him."

Katrina nervously laughed, "I have but you haven't seen them when they're awake."

Mitsuki winked, "Oh I am sure they're different when awake. So you mentioned earlier of not being much of a spotlight heroes. Are you a pro-hero yourself?"

Katrina nodded, "Ah, yes I am. I'm the healing hero: Saving Grace. My quirk is to take pain and wounds away."

The ash blond's eyes widened, "Do you have a health regeneration as well?"

The mother of two shook her head, "No. I take these health pills to help bump up my already slow regeneration. Unfortunately I didn't inherit my father's regenerative abilities."

Mitsuki leaned back on her couch, "Katsuki has mine and my husband's quirk. It works well together, luckily for him. Unfortunately, since his quirk is so flashy and powerful he always got praised on how great his quirk is and it went to his head. He became prideful."

Katrina gave a small smile, "He just needs to have a nudge in the right direction and let his guard down. It's okay to be vulnerable."

The blond took in the other woman's words. She looked at the turned off television, "Isn't your husband in a press conference right now?"

Katrina took a sip of her water before nodding, "Ah yes. Him, Vlad King and the principal should be in the conference right now."

Mitsuki asked, "Would you like to watch it? I am wondering what they are going to say."

The auburn haired woman nodded, "Sure."

The other woman asked, "Doesn't Eraserhead hate publicity?"

The wife of Eraserhead nodded, "Yes. We both do. He knows your son well. My husband does not want the reporters to ruin your son's appearance. The heroes have a plan in order to get your son back. I can promise you that. They will bring him home safe."

Mitsuki reached over and squeezed Katrina's hand. Katrina could see the woman's watery eyes. She spoke softly, "Thank you."

Katrina turned her hand over and gave a squeeze. The ash blond turned on the television. The channel was already on the news. Katrina glanced at the ash blond who paid attention to the two teachers and principal. Katrina felt, no she knew the woman watched the news as much as she could to have any clue about her son. Katrina gave another squeeze to the woman's hand. Katrina turned her attention to the press conference. Her husband was clean shaven and dressed in a suit.

Katrina hugged herself as she watched her husband shaved his scruff, "Shou... I'm worried."

Shouta looked at his wife from the mirror. He paused his shaving to wash the hairs off of the razor. With a monotone voice, "I know. We will get Bakugo back. We have a plan set up already."

Katrina pushed herself off the door frame. She shook her head, "I know you guys will get him. I have no doubt on that. That's what we do. I am worried about if the boy will be okay."

Her husband, with shaving cream on half of his face, turned around to look at his wife. His eyes soften, "I highly doubt they'll hurt him. The League of Villains see him as an asset and hope to switch him over."

Katrina huffed, "Like that will work. He's very hero driven. I have no doubt that boy will be in the top 5 at least."

Shouta's lips turned into a smirk, "Don't let Bakugo hear you say that. He aims to be number one."

Katrina watched her husband turn back to shaving. Light coos came from the twins' bedroom. Katrina's eyes went to her husband's scarred arm. He had rolled up his sleeves of his button up. Having the button up on defeats the purpose if he rolled up the sleeves and leave it open. Her eyes flicked to the necklace he wore. Hanging from it was his wedding ring. It shined due to the bathroom light while it laid on his chest. Her thumb played with her own wedding ring. Once she was off of pro-hero duty, she decided to wear it on her finger. Shouta wiped his face with a face towel, "Can you help me with my tie?"

Katrina's lips went upward, "Of course. I had to for our wedding day."

Shouta walked past his wife grabbing a tie from the collection of ties. He was always the hard person to shop for with friends so they always gave him a tie. She took the tie from his hand. He started to button up his shirt. Katrina placed the tie around his neck after he popped up his collar. Shouta's dark eyes watched his wife hum to herself while she started to tie his tie. When her fingers smoothed out his tie, he lightly grabbed her hand. He placed his lips on her palm. His whisper tickled her palm, "Thank you."

He released his wife's hand. He moved to the suit jacket he had hanging against the closet. He shrugged it on his jacket, "Are you going to visit the Bakugos?"

Katrina gave a sad smile, "Yes."

She grabbed his hand once he was done buttoning his jacket. She pointed to the bed, "Sit."

He obeyed his wife's little order. Katrina pulled the hair tie off of her wrist and grabbed a hairbrush. Gently, she brushed his hair and manipulated it so turn it into a half up-do of a bun. Shouta closed his eyes at the feeling of his wife's fingers gently massaging his scalp.

Katrina watched Bakugo's mother. She looked happy. Mitsuki smiled at Katrina, "Your husband got my approval."

She gave the auburn haired woman thumbs up. Katrina blinked, "Wait, what?"

Mitsuki continued to smile, "He has faith in my son. I really appreciate it that he's not the only one who believes in my stubborn son."

Katrina smiled back, "I have faith in your son as well. I haven't interacted with him as much but I could tell he will do good once he goes pro."

Mistuki's smile softened.

The door opened of the Bakugo residence. A male voice called out, "Honey, I'm home."

Mitsuki turned to the male voice with a big smile, "Oh honey! This is Katrina Aizawa! She's been keeping me company for a while."

Masaru Bakugo hung up his car keys as he asked, "Aizawa? Isn't that-?"

The ash blond nodded pointing to the television. It was a recap of the press conference. The mother of the teen piped up, "She's his wife. Also! Look at how cute these two are!"

Mitsuki held up an auburn haired infant. The black haired twin was being fed by the breast. Masaru stood behind his wife giving the auburn haired woman a smile, "Masaru Bakugo. It's nice to meet you."

Katrina nodded with a smile, "Nice to meet you too."

Katrina noticed the darkness outside. It didn't feel like it's been hours since she arrived. Katrina felt her daughter stop suckling. She fixed herself while moving her daughter to her shoulder. She tapped the infant, "I should get going. Shouta should be done with everything."

The news tuned into a massive fight. The trio's eyes widened. Katrina reached over to the other mother and squeezed her hand. Masaru placed his hand on his wife's shoulder. Mitsuki's voice was a whisper, "Katsuki..."

Katrina felt a lump in her throat turning her attention to her twins. If one of them was in Bakugo's place, she would've fought tooth and nail to have her baby back. The only difference between Bakugo's parents and her with Shouta was they're not pro-heroes. If their children were in the ash blond's place, Shouta and her would be on the scene and work to get them to safety. For now, she would try to be moral support for her husband's student's parents.

The auburn haired woman smiled at the happy reunion between parents and child. Another couple stood off to the side with two sleeping children. Mitsuki checked her son for any injuries before she hit the boy on the head. She could see the tears running down the woman's face. Shouta grumbled, "Let's head home."

Katrina nodded picking up a carrier while Shouta picked up the other. Mitsuki saw the couple leaving to the cab and called out, "Wait! Katrina!"

Katrina paused turning around. Mitsuki smiled and gave a light bow of the head, "Thank you. You too Mr. Aizawa."

Bakugo narrowed his eyes at the auburn haired woman. Now he knows why his teacher offered to take the boy home. Katrina looked at the woman and glanced at Bakugo before landing back to his mother, "Anytime. His students are my children too."

Bakugo tightened his fists at his sides as he watched his homeroom teacher's wife leave with his teacher. Mitsuki turned her attention back to her son, "I'm glad you're okay, Katsuki."

The ash blond boy was smothered by his mother's hug. His father wrapped his arms around his wife and son. Bakugo looked away from where the cab disappeared to to focus on his family.