Chapter 1

He walked in the door sighing, he was drained from his long day. But something in the back of his mind kept bugging him; he'd gotten away to easily. The more he thought about it the more he came to the same conclusion that fight had been thrown. He slammed his fist into the door in an uncharacteristic outburst, quelling the frustration slightly, he'd been so close, Fantasia Ammonea Initia Serratis (Fais) a multi quirk villain mastermind who had been a thorn in his side and the side of most of the hero community for the last few years. Fais had burst into the scene two years after they had graduated high school. Now it had been three years since he'd graduated, a year and a half since his daughter was born, and two and a half years after he'd married the love of his life. "I am not buying another door, Shoto-kun, please be careful with that one," A voice called knowingly from the kitchen.

He smiled hearing her voice, he always smiled as soon as he saw her, heard her voice, or smelled anything that remotely reminded him of her. She was his light at the end of the tunnel; no matter how dark it got, he knew she was there at the end with her arms open waiting to be wrapped around him. He'd be lying if he didn't admit it had kept him alive more than a few times knowing he was going back to her. He walked into the room where he saw his wife her long hair deep brown with auburn streaked through it was damp from a shower. She was stirring a large pot on the stove, while Takea his child zoomed around the room in her walker. He watched from the doorway for a moment taking comfort in the scene, before entering the room. He stopped ruffled Takea's multi colored locks kissing his daughter's cheek and plucking her up off the ground. He tossed her into the air a few times delighting the young child, as he spun her around and hugged her close. His wife glancing over her shoulder to enjoy the interaction of her husband and daughter was smiling warmly. He saw her watching and placed Takea down on her blanket with toys laid out infront of her. Before he moved across the room walking up behind his wife he wrapped his arms around her, his face falling to nestle in her hair and neck. He smiled against her shoulder breathing in her scent as he relaxed against her. "I apologize, Aydin," he whispered into her hair. "I'll try not to break the door again. I was just frustrated with work, something didn't sit well with me from today." He told her rubbing his hands up and down her upper arms.

Aydin put the spoon away and turned down the stove for the soup to simmer. She grabbed two teacups and poured tea from a warmed kettle into them. She handed one to him while she set hers down, hopping up on the counter to be eye level with him. He rolled his eyes dramatically at her as she held her arms out for him, but for all the fuss he made he enjoy it when she made him a cup of tea, sat on the counter, held him and listened to him vent about work. She was incredibly smart, and a wonderful tactician, he'd enjoyed having her at his side during their time at UA, both to support him and compete against him, she pushed him to his limits even now. He smiled stepping between her legs setting his cup of tea down. "First things first though." He smiled his arms winding around her, one low across her back the other going to hold the back of her head catching hold of her damp hair as he pulled her lips to his in a sweet but firm and passionate kiss. Her hands flying to his neck, one cupping the side of his neck and under his jaw, the other playing with the hair on the back of his neck. She hummed contentedly against his mouth.

"So love what seems to be troubling you?" she asked draping her arms around his shoulders feeling the tension return to them as he faced her. She truly loved him more than words could ever express, if anything happened to him she didn't know what she would do, she thought looking over his shoulder at Takea who was now sitting on a blanket playing quietly with her toys, right where Shoto had placd her. Aydin smiled, Takea took after Shoto so much in her quiet demeanor it was spooky sometimes, it always scared her when he came home late, she gripped his shoulders and neck tighter letting her head rest on his shoulder.

Shoto buried his face in her neck soaking in her comfort, while also providing the same comfort to her that he craved at the moment. Before sighing, "I don't know its not much, its probably nothing, but you know those weird feelings you get in the pit of your stomach."

"Shoto-kun," she whispered using a hand to lift his face to hers, "We've been through this, those are the instincts you need to listen too, and normally they are what keep you coming back to me." She said kissing his lips before resting her forehead to his.

He nodded against her. "I guess," he acknowledged. "It was work today, I was tracking down a group of villains from Fais' group, it was the closest I'd ever come to that Multi-Quirked bastard" he snarled in frustration his fingers digging into Aydin's sides, she didn't flinch, she just rubbed his back in soothing circles. "He looked right at me I could feel it even though his goggles, and smiled before giving commands, one, only one stayed around while the rest disappeared into the shadows. I'm in the top 3 Heroes for our country and the damned bastard didn't even care, he left one semi decent guy back to fight me, most villains call for back up!" His hand tugged anxiously at the his red hair. "He left all but one, who put up a fight for about 5 minutes then it almost seemed like he had woken up from a trance and then let me beat him. Even Izuku took more damage from Fais when he went after him, and he's the top hero we have." Shoto was pacing, tea in hand.

Aydin hopped off the counter and put her arm on his shoulders, "It sounds like you got lucky. They probably weren't in a position that allowed them to fight today. But for now I should thank the bastard cause you came home today." She said bouncing up on her toes and kissing his cheek before returning to dinner. He smiled she'd always been the perfect balance to him no matter what was going on in is life she could counter and even him out.

Shoto nodded retiring the subject for the time being, "Did Bakago and Midoriya get back to you about coming over next week?" he asked as he set the table.

"Yes, Izuku said they'll be over at 5 if he has to drag Ka-chan by his…." She trailed off blushing.

"Ear?" Shoto smirked back Izuku must have been aggravated with Katsuki when he'd answered for that to have been his response.

"Is that what we are calling it?" Aydin laughed.

"That's what I'm going to go with in this case cause as entertaining as that would be, it's not a picture I want to imagine." Shoto finished setting the table and scooped up Takea kissing her head before settling her into the high chair. Aydin laughed setting soup down on the table.

"Sho-chan," Aydin caught the stoic man's attention, "what are you going to do about this Fais situation?" she asked, wringing her hand around her ring finger knuckle, spinning the ring on her finger, a nervous habit of hers.

Shoto watched her, he could tell that this was giving her just as much grief as it was him. He felt for hs wife, he knew she worried about him and if this was bugging him, she was terrifed. Even if she didn't show it he knew she was going to need him to be close that whole night, they functioned as eachother's anchor. "Honestly, I'm not sure, Fais has such a massive following in the villain community, but I can't classify his moral's as 100% wrong," Shoto said his mouth twisting into a grimace. He watched her twisting the ring he'd placed on her finger even faster, knowing her nervousness was growing he walked over pulling her into his side. "Stop, I'll be fine,"

"You can't promise that Shoto" Aydin sighed, locking eyes with her husband, he'd promised her that before. She shook her head not wanting to remember running through the hospital halls to try and find her husband who had been in emergency surgery. "What makes you say that?" Aydin asked, probing to help him flesh out his thought process. As they sat down to eat "Or I guess what is Fais doing that gives you that impression?" She aptly changed the subject to clear her mind of that horrible night.

Shoto was quiet while he thought about her question. His two toned hair falling in his face as he leaned forward to lift the spoon to his mouth, "Well its best exampled by the targets Fais picks, he picks both heroes and villains alike, there is no discrimination. However while normally both sides deserve to be caught, he doesn't get to be judge and jury."

Aydin nodded, "That does make sense, but has Fais ever killed anyone?" Shoto thought for a few moments before he shook his head slowly. "So they are playing judge and jury, but then leaving the executioner to the justice system."

Shoto nodded running his fingers roughly through his hair. "Yep, which just makes him more accepted by the general public."

"Quite the double edged sword." Aydin stated, "Takea." Aydin turned to her daughter "Stop taking the leeks out of your soup and throwing them on the floor." Aydin told her one and a half year old daughter. Takea froze midway across her placemat holding a leek on her spoon ready to let it drop. Instead of the floor she put it on her napkin instead.

Aydin grimaced at her daughter's antics, as her husband smirked, "you always say you see me in her so much," He smiled, "while I see so much of you." He said, gathering his bowl and hers, scooping the discarded floor leeks from under his daughter's high chair, and setting about doing the dishes. Aydin cleaned Takea up, taking her off to settle the young girl to bed.

Shoto was silent after dinner as he watched the news. Aydin came back into the room after putting Takea down for the night. She grabbed the book she had been musing over for the last few weeks The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli. Shoto smiled over at her as she gathered her hair up twisting it into a bun, sticking a pencil through it and walking to sit with him on the couch a highlighter in her hand. He adjusted his body on the couch so she could lean back against him while she read her book. But so he could also watch the news without his view being interfered with. Their bodies relaxed into one another, finding comfort in their ability to be together in silence and in their separate activities while still enjoying the connection and closeness that made them work so well together.

"We've asked our experts at a few of our big time hero agencies to expand upon the case that is Fais and the group who follows him." The reporter said.

"So basically what Kacchan's agency has intelligence wise that he's willing to share with the world." Aydin mused looking up to watch the report.

"From all we can tell Fais rose from the ashes of the All for One take down. And was heavily involved with him as he serves to influence Fais' ideas that his followers are known for spouting when they get caught. But he is also takes after Stain and his agenda making him blur the line of villain and vigilante and has gained a wide underground following since he has clearly stated that he has a list of heroes that his group is not allowed to touch, heroes Fais has deemed worthy of letting live."

Shoto sighed, "That really does throw a wrench in things."

"But are Fais' ideas and system of thinking public knowledge?" Aydin asked.

"No, I don't even think Katsuki knows all of Fais' ideals, why?"

"Because right now they are gaining a following in both the hero, villain, and public view. And still very little is known, are they guiding the sheep to water or wolves?"

Shoto nodded frowning, "That's what makes him scary. It's what scares me most, walking down the street seeing people starting to wear shirts with his symbol on it. Or stickers pasted to poles or the back of benches."

"True. Here's to hoping for water."

"Even though it's probably to wolves." Shoto sighed turning back to the tv which was just recapping the last week and all the events that had happened with some relation to Fais. Aydin turned back to her book highlighting and scribbling in the margins.