Buzz

Buzz

Buzz

Blond tendrils fell over his shoulders. A half up bun messily laid against the back of his head. He lolled his head to the side as distant chatter and the light buzzing filled his head. The occasional flip of the magazine appeared among the sounds. Out of the corner of his eye, he can see the source of the magazine page flipping wiggled her foot side to side while bounce the leg it was perched on. The blond lolled his head to the other side looking at the auburn haired woman over his pair of clear glasses. His voice made her perk up from the magazine she was hardly paying attention to, "You know when you appeared on my footstep... I am confused by Shouta's actions."

He watched her close her magazine with a snap. Her arms crossed over and her lips were in a firm line. Her grey eyes slid over to meet his green ones. She huffed, "I don't know what is going on in that man's head."

The tattoo needle continued grazing against Hizashi's forearm. Katrina pushed herself off of the chair to stand beside her friend. She gave a nod of approval, "The cockatiel suits you, you know due to your quirk."

On his forearm was black line work of a cockatiel chirping with musical notes coming from it. The next step would be coloring. Green eyes glanced up at Katrina's collarbone. Plastic protection was tapped to the area but he could see the realistic butterfly sitting pretty there. It looked as if a real butterfly floated down and resting its wings there. If he were to straighten up and peer over her shoulder, he could see the start of a pair of wings on her shoulder blades and lightly wrapped on the back of her biceps. For a long time, Shouta and Hizashi had to convince her it looked fine and it wasn't a drunken mistake. He didn't want to know what his best friend did to his adopted to make her feel that tattoo wasn't a mistake. Hizashi mentally shook his head of that thought. Hizashi took in a sharp breath when the needle went over a sensitive. Katrina mused over at him, "Oh? Did that hurt?"

Hizashi lightly gave her a glare, "If I wasn't under the needle, I would smack you, ya dig?"

Katrina's lips turn into a smirk, "You know I would've beaten you in that mock training, right? Just like at the Sports Festival when we were younger."

With his free hand, Hizashi lightly rubbed his throat as if he could feel the pain all those years ago. Hizashi rasped out, "Times have changed, little listener. I've gotten better if you haven't realized it."

The tattooer changed machines and stood up, "I'm going to grab the colors. I'll be right back."

Hizashi held up his arm to take in the details of his little singing bird. Katrina teased, "I noticed. You are in your prime."

Hizashi glanced where the tattooer went then back at his friend. He lifted himself off of his seat and lightly smacked her bicep, "Am not! Once a hero hits prime, they slowly slide down the slope."

Katrina gave a light pout rubbing her harmed bicep. He sat back down in his seat as his tattoo artist came back with the assortment of colors. The tattoo artist set up this machine and dipped the needles in yellow. The artist piped up, "Are you guys heroes? Well I know you."

He gestured to Hizashi. Everyone knows the blond loud mouth hero. Katrina quipped, "Of course he knows you. Everyone knows you."

Hizashi stuck out his tongue. The tattoo artist glanced at the woman before pulling his attention back to the tattoo. Katrina let out a sigh, "Registered as a pro hero but I'm currently on call for reasons."

The tattooist gave a little bob of his head. He continued coloring in the cockatiel. Katrina paced slowly back and forth, "Hizashi, do you know what Shouta is planning on?"

Hizashi's greens watched the woman walk back and forth. Hizashi answered, "No. I really do not. It was weird that he sent you over with a spatula still in your hand."

Shouta's hands rested on Katrina's shoulders as he guided the woman away from the stove. Katrina tried looking back at the cooking eggs on the stove, "Shou- Wait Shouta! I'm making breakfast. What are you doing?"

The couple passed Eri who was waiting patiently for her breakfast at the table. The twins were already in their high chairs babbling. An occasional actual word would slip from their lips. Shouta kept his hands firmly on her shoulders as he pushed her dragging feet towards the front door. Eri called out, "See you later, Miss Katrina!"

It took Katrina a few to comprehend what the little girl said. A knock on a familiar door brought her out of her thoughts. The door opened revealing a blond who let a yawn escape him, "What is it?"

Shouta gave the woman a nudge forward, "Go out together. Get those tattoos you two were talking about for a long time. I don't want to hear it anymore."

Before the blond and auburn could let out a peep, the door down the hall shut closed. Katrina blinked, "What just happened?"

Hizashi pointed to the spatula,"What were you doing with that?"

Katrina glanced at the spatula at hand, "I was... I was cooking breakfast a second ago before he shoved me out."

Hizashi moved to the side, "Well I guess we should take his suggestion and get those tattoos. How about it since it seems you are kicked out?"

Katrina puffed out a ball of air, "Okay."

Hizashi pulled the spatula out of her hand, "Let's leave that here."

Katrina let out a haggard sigh, "Don't get me started on that. It is bothering me that it just seems so out of character for him."

The duo didn't know the tattooist was done till he piped up he was finished. He wiped away the sitting ink and pulled away, "What do you think?"

Hizashi's lips turned upward, "Perfect, bro! Matches her butterfly, thanks a lot man!"

He shook hands with the artist. Hizashi pulled out his wallet before grabbing a few hundreds, "Here you go, man. You did great. I'll be sure to give a shout out."

The artist smiled, "Thanks. Hope you two have a wonderful day."

Seeing tattoos already existing on both adults, the artist didn't feel the need to give the explanation on care. Katrina slipped on her cardigan hiding the winged tattoos once more, "So I guess we can see if we are, well more like me, allowed back on campus by Shouta."

Hizashi pursed his lips, "Let's get coffee first then we can head back. To give him more time for whatever is cooking up in his head."

Katrina rolled her eyes, "We have been at that shop for a long time now. A very long time. I think we can head back."

Hizashi turned to the woman with a light pout, "Please?"

Katrina narrowed her eyes, "Fine. Don't ever teach that to my children. I will literally hang you by your toes, Hizashi."

Hizashi side pumped his fist, "Alright! Let's go!"

A/N: I feel like Hizashi Yamada would have tattoos on him. Not sure why but he has that vibe about him. And I personally fucking love tattoos especially having one myself. Anyways, hope you guys like it! Let me know what you guys think!