Katrina stretched touching her toes. The tips of her fingers were a couple inches away from the tops of her feet. She frowned mumbling under her breath, "I need to stretch more."

Her grey eyes scanned her immediate area. She called out to Hizashi who was probably going to take the safe route and hide from her, "Oh, Hizashi! If you win, you can choose the next tattoo. If I win, I'll choose yours that fit you perfectly."

Katrina moved her dagger from hand to hand walking through Ground Beta's street. She tapped her index finger on her dagger to a beat. Her free hand added an audible beat to the song she started to hum.

The door to the monitor room opened. Tired, not surprised, eyes blinked at a few of his students who started to panic at the sight of him. His dark eyes went to the only other adult in the room, "So that's how they got in."

All Might rubbed the back of his head, "They wanted to see what two pros do for training. I couldn't say no as I am the heroics teacher."

Aizawa closed the door behind him, "This is hardly training. She cannot harm a hair on him since the Sports Festival."

The students perked up at the mention of the past. Uraraka snapped her fingers as a thought came to mind, "Miss Katrina used to go to U.A., right?"

Shouta's eyes trailed to the monitors. His wife was walking down the street looking like she is whistling a tune. He answered not taking his eyes away from the screen, "Yes. Originally was in the support course but transferred into the hero course."

Shouta moved through a few of his students. His finger pressed the button on the intercom to the battle area. He leaned down speaking into the mic, "That's an unfair advantage to use, Grace. Play fair."

The occupants of the monitor room turned to the monitors when they heard the woman's husband speak to her. On the monitor, she turned to the camera closest to her. She stuck out her tongue but paused in her tapping.

Katrina called out to Hizashi, "Shou is looking out meaning no funny tricks from either of us then. We both know each other's weaknesses. Yours is Queen. Mine is Aerosmith. Now that we have to actually put an effort into this since..."

Katrina waved her hand at the camera looking down at her, "He is watching."

Her eyes glanced up at the camera. A light groan came from the building to her right, "He's no fun."

Her fingers twirled the dagger in her hand. Katrina chuckled, "He is but we love him. Let's not make Cementoss work too much, alright?"

A smirk played on the blond's lips. Katrina piped up, "Now push me."

Katrina noticed the blond taking in a deep breath and started to run away from his direction. Katrina already pierced her hand. The dagger tip protruded through the other side of her palm. A scream left the blond's lips as he calculated her running direction. Katrina slid roughly onto the ground wincing. She was wary of the wound on her hand. If she were to drag the wounded hand onto the ground, the dagger would slice her hand in half instead of having a hole.

Midoriya held his notebook to his chest as he jot down notes about the two heroes fighting. All Might turned to Eraserhead, "I was not here when you three did your Sports Festival. You said she battled against Present Mic?"

Shouta crossed his arms over his chest, "She won two of her battles but lost one."

Kirishima asked, "Did she fight against you, Mr. Aizawa?"

Shouta felt his lip curl upward, "Yes."

A young Katrina walked onto the battle grounds for the third time. The same thin black haired teen from earlier was slowly walking to the arena from the other entrance. His hands were in his pockets. Katrina looked away from him, "Who..."

Her lips turned into a frown as she thought of the correct words. Shouta eyed the young girl across from him. The announcer introduced the duo to the crowd. Katrina snapped her fingers as she figured out the correct words in Japanese, "Who would've thought we would be going against each other?"

Shouta's eyebrows raised. He remembered Hizashi telling him the girl he went against spoke English. The battle arena proctor gave them the okay. The two of them walked around each other waiting for the other to make the first move. Unfortunately for Katrina, she didn't witness this guy's fights as she was called on by Recovery Girl to heal some students. It didn't bother her but she was almost at her limit for intake despite the health regeneration pills. The soreness of her muscles and overuse should be enough to have him writhe in pain. Her body wasn't used to this much exercise. How could she when she is a support course student?

Katrina huffed mumbling underneath her breath in English, "If you're not going to make the first move, I guess I will and find out your quirk then."

Katrina pushed herself forward reaching out to him. He dodged it by leaning back and swooping to the side. Shouta allowed the girl to do this once or two more times before he activated his quirk and touch her wrist to pull her towards him. He bent her arm backwards. Katrina was starting to get frustrated as she tried to activate her quirk over and over again. Katrina huffed in frustration. His voice was close to her ear, "You're not going to be able to use your quirk. I suppressed it. Now you're on the edge of exhaustion and you used your quirk too much. Either we can do this the hard way or the easy way."

Katrina wiggled in his grip. She tried to twist her body but he pushed her arm upward. She hissed in pain. Katrina grumbled against her wishes, "Fine. I'm out."

She felt his grip on her arm slowly release itself. Surprisingly the black haired teen, she hooked her leg underneath him and pulled forward. Both of their bodies tumbled ontop of each other. The movement knocked the wind out of her. It caused the male teen to wince in pain with his eyes closed. Katrina could feel her quirk coming back to her. In an instant, she game the boy half of her pain. Slowly, she pushed herself above him. Shouta reached up to his eyes and gave them a light rub. He looked up at her between rubs, "Wha-."

He noticed the redness crossing her cheeks. The two of them were close. Too close for her comfort with any boy. She pushed herself off of him. Katrina busied herself by dusting off the dirt. She called out to the proctor, "I give up! I cannot continue further."

Shouta pushed his upper body up and leaned on his elbows. He winced at the pain given to him before she left his personal space. The medical bots didn't appear seeing both fighters aren't injured to the point of needing them. Shouta watched the female teen quickly leave the arena. Shouta let out a sigh pushing himself off the ground. He winced at the pain when he dusted himself off. He held his hand to his torso hoping that would help alleviate the pain. He would have to see Recovery Girl to get rid of this pain. By the time he got there, he could hear Recovery Girl scolding the girl but she was fighting back.

"Why don't you heal him?"

An audible smack was heard. The girl came back with a light snap, "What was that for!"

Recovery Girl's voice carried, "You're a healer. You will be healing heroes and civilians. Isn't that what you came to me for? To hone in on your quirk?"

Shouta lightly rapped his knuckles on the office door. Recovery Girl called out, "Come in."

Shouta slowly opened the door. Recovery Girl looked at the girl then at the other teen. Recovery Girl pointed to an empty bed, "Sit. She will be with you. Katrina, I'm going to pick up lunch. I'll be right back."

The older woman left the two teens by themselves. She knew what the reason was for the younger girl not healing the boy. She could see the signs of a crush. The girl is going to have to figure out on her own and not let it come in the way of healing. Shouta shuffled inside the medical office. The girl, Katrina, was off to the side busying herself with some bandages that was already rolled. She seemed to be rerolling the bandages. Shouta's dark eyes noticed the girl was actively avoiding him now. He cleared his throat, "Your quirk."

She jumped throwing the roll of bandages into the air. She nearly released a loud groan when the sterile bandages fell onto the floor. Recovery Girl was going to kill her. Shouta looked amused, "Your quirk gives pain to people?"

Katrina hurriedly tossed the bandages away. Katrina spoke quietly, "I can give and take pain and wounds. The only downside is I can only take in a good amount before my body gives out."

Shouta noticed the girl didn't look at him when she walked to him. She sat beside him with her hands wringing out her U.A. gym uniform. Katrina took in a deep breath, "May I touch you?"

Shouta's lips went into a firm line, "No."

That made Katrina's eyes jump up meeting his. Her voice sounded rough, "Why not? I can take the pain away from you. I only gave it to you to at least have some control."

Shouta shook his head, "If you take this back, you said your body would give out."

Katrina started to huff, "Well yes, but I am a healer so let me heal you."

The dark haired teen scooted away from her as she started to reach for him. The young girl huffed in frustration reaching for him but he stood up moving around the bed. Katrina gave a light glare to the teen, "I gave you that pain so let me take it back. You have another fight to do since you won."

Shouta saw she was coming around to corner him but he stepped over the bed. Her hand latched onto his wrist pulling him with sudden strength. He stumbled on the bed and fell onto the bed. She pulled his wrist and hand past her to make his movement restricted. This time it was Shouta's turn to feel his face and ears slowly start to heat up. His hand was lightly touching her behind. He felt the pain, all of his pain, being sucked out of him. Katrina's head started to feel lightheaded. Shouta cursed under his breath when he caught the swaying teen girl. He would've used his quirk against her but his eyes need his eye drops which was up in the stands. Now he was stuck with a girl in his arms on a bed made for one. Soon Recovery Girl would be back and this would make an awkward situation.

Katrina's scarf shot forward to the blond but he used his quirk to push it away. Katrina's jaw clenched. This felt like the Sports Festival when she first went against him except now she has a binding scarf. She dodged his directional speaker sliding towards him. She could feel the gravel and dirt rub against her bare skin. With all of this dodging and sliding around created some wear and tear in her hero outfit. Katrina called out to Hizashi, "I'm not fond of getting dirt and gravel on me. Can we call it quits?"

Hizashi pulled his glasses down to look at his friend with his green hues. He held up his hands and gave a nod, "Sure. Your hand healed up?"

Katrina looked down at her hand with the dagger still pierced through. Katrina mumbled, "About to be in a couple hours."

She pulled the dagger out. She wiped her blood off the dagger with her good hand on her hero outfit and put it in its sheath. Katrina kept her wounded hand which was openly bleeding up. The blood trickled down her arm. She scrunched her nose at the sight of it, "Luckily I'm okay with this or I would be with the worst luck of a quirk."

Hizashi wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "Let's get that taken care of. You can give me the pain if need to."

Katrina gave a nod giving the blond a warning, "Alright but it's really bad, Hizashi."

Hizashi puffed out his chest, "Give it all to me, favorite listener."

Katrina chuckled activating her quirk to transfer the pain. Hizashi moved his arm around. He blew out, "You weren't kidding."

Katrina looked amused, "I warned you. Now can we talk about you being M.I.A some weekends?"

Hizashi bit his lips, "Chiharu. The brunette."

Katrina raised her brows as they turned towards the monitor room, "The girl who you used my children as leverage to pick up ladies. Ah, I remember her. What about her?"

The blond explained as he opened the door, "I've been... You know how my quirk works."

Katrina bit her lip to muffle her laughter. She pulled away from Hizashi who looked confused. She turned to the students, "Sorry wasn't much of entertainment."

Hizashi's mouth went into 'O' as he noticed the students. He nearly talked about his sex life in front of a bunch of 15 year olds. Katrina pointed to her hand to Shouta, "Well I rather get this patched up before we pick up the three children. I rather not scar them for life."

Shouta maneuvered himself around his students grabbing his wife's elbow. He guided her away before calling out to All Might, "Close up the monitor room."

Before her husband was dragging her away, she quickly grabbed the loud blond by his leather jacket, "We are not done talking about this!"

Hizashi jerked forward by her grip, "Woah there, Kitty Kat!"