Unfolding Time
Chapter Three – Hello Future

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The next morning went about as well as Ochaco and Katsuki could hope for. They had presented what they knew about the strange boy and their experiences with his Quirk to Aizawa, resulting in a school wide search. Unfortunately, there wasn't a trace of the boy and no one else had come forward claiming to have seen him or have a run in with anything strange concerning time or their surroundings. At this point, U.A. had hit a snag on the mystery.

Ochaco leaned back against the wall, letting out a long sigh as she tilted her head up toward the ceiling. "I can't believe there's no trace of that kid anywhere," she murmured, dejected.

Izuku and Katsuki were sitting on the floor tinkering with Katsuki's bracers, the blonde occasionally lifting his gaze to look at the gravity hero. "Hard to catch someone if they have the ability to just disappear," he stated. He rolled the bracer in his hands, examining it carefully before shooting a glare at Izuku. "Oi, what the hell are you doing to it?"

"Trying to figure out how you're going to store your sweat. The whole point was to store it for a massive explosion, right? How are you going to do that with a smaller bracer?" At this point, Izuku was trying to locate a way to open up the device to peer inside, much to the annoyance of the blonde who then snatched the bracer away. "Hey, Kacchan! I was looking at that."

"And now you're fucking not," he spat. "You're going to break them if you keep fucking around."

Izuku narrowed his eyes, his cheek puffing out. "I wasn't going to break it, I just wanted to see how you planned on storing the same amount of sweat in something so small."

Katsuki let out something resembling a snarl as his palm ignited briefly. "Let me fucking worry about that, Deku!" When he calmed down, he set the bracers aside and got up, assessing the array of scattered tools and materials strewn about the floor. "It's getting late."

Ochaco merely watched from her position on the bed, her lips curled into a wide smile as she watched the two argue. She still found relief in seeing the two act more as brothers now than enemies and she couldn't help but smile each time they quarreled. She pulled out her phone, seeing it light up with a new message from Mina.

'I still have to take a bath tonight. Keep me company? :D'

Ochaco read over the message and fought her urge to roll her eyes, despite the smile forming on her lips. If there was one thing Mina couldn't do alone, it was taking a bath. The girl had to chat with someone and she had learned the hard way about bringing her phone in with her on a multitude of occasions. So now she just asked others to join her to stave off the silence.

'I'll meet you there. Have to grab my stuff.'

As Ochaco scooted off the bed and toward the door, Katsuki reached out and grabbed her hand. "You're leaving already?"

"I'll be back," she assured, smiling. "Mina asked if I still needed to take a bath, so I'm going to go join her." Her auburn eyes fell to the mass of tools, cloths with oil stains, and other various things before she lifted her gaze to those familiar crimson hues. "Besides, you two should probably start cleaning all this up."

"Why me?" Izuku inquired, his own gaze falling to the mess. "I didn't help that much."

"No, but you took out nearly every fucking tool I own," Katsuki spat as he pulled Ochaco into him. He planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "Don't be long," he added quietly and watched as the gravity hero bounded off before returning his glare to Izuku.

"Ahh, the water feels too good!" Mina cried, relieved. Her pink body dipped below the surface until just her head remained the only thing not submerged. "The sparring we had to do today killed me. I knew Ojiro was strong, but I didn't realize how much stronger he had gotten over the years."

Ochaco came in to sit beside her, her lips curled into a smile. "I mean, when is the last time you two actually sparred against each other?" she inquired.

"Honestly? I can't remember, but it sucked! I feel like my whole body turned to jelly." Mina sighed and sat back, her pink mane becoming droopy with water. "I didn't realize just how fast you had gotten, Ochaco. You kept up with Tsu really well."

"Yeah, but her tongue gives her a major advantage over me," she said, laughing nervously. "If I got too close, she just used it to push me away." For a long moment, she sat there, pondering over the day's events. "If I can get myself to move faster through the air, then maybe I would be able to take her on better. It's definitely something I need to work on."

"I'm sure you'll get there," Mina stated, her grin widening. "We've come a long way already, who's to say we're done improving, right?"

Ochaco couldn't help but let out a loud laugh as she struggled to cover her mouth in time. "Look at you so positive this evening."

"Somebody has to be."

After falling into their usual chatter, Ochaco felt the tension from the day begin to work its way from her muscles. If there was anything she could count on, it was her best friends to pull through and bring a smile to her face anytime she needed and today was certainly one of those days. She had felt unusually exhausted today despite her performance being on point during their sparring match-up's.

"You done?" Ochaco inquired, standing. She watched as Mina immediately popped up out of the water. "As good as the water feels, I'm starting to turn into a prune."

"Cause, you know nothing looks sexier to a man than a woman who looks like a prune," Mina teased, winking and causing a deep blush to bloom over the gravity hero's cheeks. "You two were a bit unhinged last night. I was actually pretty surprised, normally Kirishima and I are the ones getting yelled at for being loud."

Ochaco's whole body went rigid. "We were…that…loud?" she stammered, her blush deepening in color. She had already come to terms that their encounter last night had driven them into a frenzy, but had she really not bothered to keep quiet? Normally if she got too loud, Katsuki was the first to tell her to quiet down, yet he never once bothered to help her keep her voice under control.

Mina tilted her head as she patted the gravity hero on the shoulder. "Don't worry, it's not like people don't already know you and Katsuki do those kind of things."

"Mina! You're not making me feel better!"

"Sorry!" Though erupting in a fit of laughter, the acid hero couldn't help the goofy grin from appearing on her lips. "It's so adorable when you get so flustered over this kind of thing."

As they entered into the locker room, Ochaco let out a long, pent up sigh. "I really hope no one else complains about the noise," she murmured.

"I wouldn't worry too much about it. If they haven't with Kirishima and I then the rare occasion between you and Bakugou will likely go unnoticed, for the most part." Mina dried off, shaking her head to make her hair puff up slightly. "Are you going back to his dorm after this?"

"Probably. We have a test tomorrow and there's a few things I I'm having serious trouble on," she said, shuddering at the thought of math. With her work study, she had fallen way behind on quite a bit of her classwork and tomorrow she and the rest of the work study group had three quizzes to make up.

"Right, so you two will be 'studying', huh?" Mina nudged Ochaco in the side, stifling a giggle.

Ochaco opened the door leading out of the dorms and back into the hallway, rolling her eyes as she went. "We don't do it every single night, Mina," she said. Her damp auburn locks had been tucked inside her black hoodie and the pink sweatpants she swore hung loosely on her. "You have a really dirty mind, you know that?"

"You don't hear any complaints from me, right?" Mina stated, joining her in the hallway only to come to an abrupt halt. She tensed up beside the gravity hero, her golden eyes looking off down the hallway.

"Mina?" Ochaco inquired, following the acid hero's gaze until they fell on a familiar pair of cobalt eyes. She found herself instantly stepping in front of her friend, her eyes narrowing. "Why do you keep showing up here?"

"Yeah, don't you know how disruptive you've been?" Mina moved to stand beside Ochaco, giving her a reassuring nod before returning her golden gaze back to the boy. "Why do you keep messing with Ochaco and Bakugou?"

The boy stared at them both, his own eyes slitting with sorrow. "I didn't mean to," he admitted. "The blonde one made me angry and suddenly I…" He looked down at his hands when he trailed off, tears welling in his eyes. "I couldn't control my Quirk."

Ochaco cautiously moved toward him, raising her hands up to show him she meant him no harm. "It's okay. What's your name?" she inquired softly. "I'm Ochaco Uraraka and behind me is Mina Ashido. We're not going to harm you."

"I'm sorry I caused so much trouble!" the boy cried. The walls in the hallway began to shift and churn, causing the gravity hero to halt immediately and swallowed hard. She lowered her hands to her side, her gaze sweeping across the floor, to the ceiling, until finally she turned back toward Mina's whose eyes were wide with fear.

"Ochaco, what the hell is happening?" she asked frantically. "Why do the walls look like that?"

"He's using his Quirk," Ochaco stated and turned back toward the boy. "Everything is okay. I'm not angry with you at all, but you do need to try to calm down."

The boy shook his head, the tears forming in his eyes now spilling down his cheeks. "I can't stop it once it's started. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

The walls began to melt away and Ochaco felt her stomach leap as a wave of nausea hit her hard. The first time it happened she hadn't felt sick and Katsuki hadn't complained about feeling strange when he was thrown through time. So why was she suddenly sick to her stomach?

"Ochaco!" Mina had taken off at a full run, her arm outstretched toward the gravity hero. As the floor fell away, the acid hero swung her arms around Ochaco, squeezing her tightly. "Hang on to me!" she cried, shutting her eyes tightly.

"I feel sick, Mina," Ochaco groaned, closing her own eyes as her arms snaked around the pink haired girl.

"Just hang in there."

Within seconds, they felt solid ground beneath their feet, yet they both felt as though a truck had hit them. Mina was the first to open her eyes, letting her gaze fall over the unfamiliar room before she gently shook Ochaco. "Where are we?" she whispered, her voice shaking.

They had somehow wound up inside an apartment. The wall closest to the door was lined with shelves, a few containing books while the rest were of trophies, ribbons, and elegantly decorated plaques. In the center a beautiful leather sofa set with mahogany side tables to match were located, giving the air of expense, while located on the furthest end was a window that literally took up nearly ninety percent of the wall, it's curtains open to overlook the glittering nightlife of Tokyo. The view was absolutely breathtaking and the apartment alone was large and spacious, undoubtedly more expensive than anything Ochaco had been inside of, with the exception of Momo's home.

On the opposite end of the living room space a small hallway leading partly into a kitchen area, branched off and continued down to what the two girls assumed were other rooms. There was a hushed voice coming from the hallway and they could see a soft light spilling out of one of the rooms. Only a single light was on in the living room, making seeing much of the details amongst the shelves difficult to see as Ochaco released Mina and shakily made a few steps towards one of the plaques.

"We must have been thrown through time again," she whispered, looking over at the various ribbons and trophies, her eyes falling to one in particular. Her gut wrenched violently, panic suddenly engulfing her. "Mina, we have to go now."

Mina blinked back her surprise, yet despite how Ochaco was acting, she couldn't help but continuously glance toward the hallway. "You think? Someone is home right now and we have no idea whose apartment this is!" she whispered frantically.

"Oh, I know who it belongs to, which is why we have to go."

"Wait, whose is it? Why are you so nervous?" Mina hurried over toward the plaque, her golden eyes finding the exact one that Ochaco had been so invested in. "This place belongs to Bakugou? No freaking way!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down!" Ochaco hissed, covering the pink haired girls mouth while holding an index finger to her own. Unfortunately to their dismay, the voice they heard had hushed and a flood of light erupted as the door housing the voice opened.

"Who the fuck's there?" the familiar voice demanded.

In sheer panic, both of the girls made a quick assessment of the front door and quickly began to move toward it. Ochaco knew that trying to escape what appeared to be her boyfriend's future apartment seemed entirely all too silly, but for her it was terrifying. Sure there was a chance that the second he saw her that everything would be fine, but considering that they knew nothing of what was happening, of how far they had been time jumped or even whether her and Katsuki were even together still in the future was mixed into a bowl of unknown. It was too risky to just smile at Katsuki and announce that she was from another time. And who knew, what if seeing Katsuki in the future somehow changed the past?

As her mind raced, Ochaco felt as though her heart was going to explode from her chest. She hurried Mina along toward the door, reaching it just as the entire living room filled with light from the switch Katsuki had flicked. They were within arms reach of the door, within reach of escaping, yet Ochaco couldn't help but peer over her shoulder and found herself locking eyes with those familiar crimson hues, which stared back in complete awe.

"Ochaco…?"

Mina yanked the door open and grabbed Ochaco by the arm, pulling her roughly along. The two quickly made their way down the hallway and to the stairs, trying hard to keep themselves from falling over one another as they safely made it to the bottom. Luckily, the apartment was only located on the second floor, making their trip rather short. When their slipper covered feet hit the pavement, they took off running, avoiding the curious and annoyed stares aimed in their direction as they darted into an ally just a block away. Both of them collapsed against one another, trying desperately to catch their breath.

"Why did we run?" Mina asked when her lungs finally stopped burning. "It was Bakugou, what was there to be afraid of?"

Ochaco peeked around the corner, relieved to not see any sign of Katsuki. She had half expected him to follow them, so chase them down and demand answers, but it didn't appear he had. When she turned to Mina, she laughed nervously. "What was I supposed to do? What if he didn't believe us? What if he called the cops and had us arrested?"

Mina quirked up an eyebrow before rolling her eyes. "I think you're overthinking this whole thing way too much, hon."

"What if Katsuki and I aren't even together in the future anymore? What if he takes one look at me and throws me out anyway? What if—" Mina lifted a singer to the gravity hero's mouth and silenced her before inhaling deeply.

"I think that the second you realized this was the future, you became worried about what the future looked like rather than talking to Katsuki himself," she stated. "You're afraid of finding out that something horrible happened or something happened to where you two aren't together anymore."

"I mean, partially," Ochaco admitted. She glanced down at her slippers, now grungy and gross from their short run down the street. "I'm sorry I panicked, but what would you have done if it was future Kirishima we were about to meet?"

Mina tapped her chin thoughtfully before smiling. "I would trust him not to just throw me out or overact, like you did just now, to actually hear me out."

"She has a point, Ochaco."

Both girls let out a surprised squeal, their heads jerking up toward the roof of one of the buildings surrounding the ally. There in all his adulthood glory, stood Katsuki, who peered down at them with an almost eerie calm. He jumped down effortlessly, using a small explosion to keep himself from hitting the ground too quickly. His crimson hues landed immediately on Ochaco, looking her up and down for a long moment before he let out a sigh. "Angel, you're always getting into some form of fucking trouble, I swear."

Katsuki peeked out of the ally way, assessing how many people were out and about. He was in luck, only one person was walking their dog this late at night. The last thing he needed was someone catching wind of him bringing two high school girls up to his apartment.

"What are you doing, Katsuki?"

"Making sure the coast is clear. C'mon, we're going back to the apartment where you both can explain this shit."

"Fair enough," Ochaco grumbled, looking toward the floor. Mina grabbed her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"Where the hell is she?" Katsuki muttered, checking his phone for the twentieth time within the hour. He had bombarded Ochaco's phone with texts and even attempted to call her a few times, but everything was left unread and unanswered. He had known her to take the occasionally long bath, but nothing that lasted for over an hour, even when she did go with the acid hero.

Finally he pulled up Kirishima's number. He really didn't like having to ask others where his own girlfriend was, but considering the resent events that had taken place, Ochaco would forgive him if he went a little crazy trying to find her this time, right? His fingers glided over the keyboard, typing in a quick message to the redhead.

'Did Ashido return yet? Ochaco isn't back yet.'

Within seconds, Kirishima's response blipped through.

'No, I was just about to text you the same thing.'

Katsuki felt his gut wrench and he pocketed his phone as he got up and went to the door. Kirishima was already coming out into the hallway and heading toward him. His face contorted in worry.

"Do you think something happened to them?" Kirishima asked, shifting uncomfortably. "Mina was supposed to come by, but I haven't heard anything from her and she's not picking up her phone."

"Neither is Ochaco," Katsuki stated grimly. "Those two better have just lost track of time."

"Dude, don't even say that," the redhead hissed. "Not when some kid with a time Quirk is out and about."

"Right."

The two wasted no time making their way to the first floor and straight to the bath. To their surprise, they saw a pair of blue dotted PJ's pants and a grey t-shirt with no physical body in sight exiting the bath.

Kirishima waved and smiled, yet he couldn't entirely displace his worry. "Hagakure, hey! Do you know if Mina and Uraraka are still in the bath?"

The invisible hero stopped abruptly. "Oh, hey you two," she said, her voice giving away a smile. "Nobody was in the bath when I went to take a shower. Maybe they went for a walk?" The shoulder of her shirt lifted, indicating a shrug. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, just thought we'd walk them back to their rooms when they were done, but looks like they were faster," Kirishima lied. Katsuki remained quiet, not even bothering to look at the invisible hero. Instead, his eyes were focused on a familiar pink towel that was laying just a ways off down the hallway. He was careful not to bring attention to it until after Hagakure left and when he was certain it was just him and Kirishima, he made his way to the towel and picked it up.

"This is Ochaco's," he stated. The towel was still damp as he clenched his fist around it, his teeth gritting.

"How much you wanna bet that that weird kid showed up when they were leaving the bath?" Kirishima said, crossing his arms. "We should tell the teachers about this right away." When the explosive blonde said nothing, Kirishima hesitantly nudged him on the shoulder. "Standing here won't bring her back. Let's see if we can figure out a way to bring them home, okay?

"Let's fucking go," he hissed, throwing the towel onto his shoulder. "I swear if that kid does anything to her, I'll fucking kill him.

Once the three made it back to the apartment, Ochaco remained hesitant near the doorway. Mina had already made her way to the couch and flopped down, her golden eyes assessing her surroundings excitedly. "Ochaco, you can't standing in the doorway all night! C'mon, sit down!" She patted the spot next to her, smiling as the gravity hero reluctantly shuffled toward her and sat down, remaining silent.

Katsuki took a seat on the further couch, his arms immediately crossing over his chest. His crimson hues bore into Ochaco and every move she made, seeming almost reminiscent. "So, spill it, what hell happened?"

Ochaco finally forced herself to look at him, to really look at him. He had grown slightly taller than what he was in high school, but his height was hardly surprising, but rather the bulk in his muscle. His hair still fell across his forehead in spiky locks, almost covering a scar just above his left eyebrow. He wore a dark grey t-shirt with black sweatpants, similar to the ones she always saw him wear, but these ones had a distinct design on the leg that looked much like the symbol he had come up with to represent himself as Ground Zero. He shifted slightly, moving so that the symbol was out of view.

"Some kid sent us through time," Mina stated, shattering the silence that seemed to seep in at every opportunity. Ochaco couldn't seem to find her voice in the situation, afraid of what to say or how to say it. Since their run through the street, her auburn tresses had become tangled and frizzy, having not dried properly and the hood of the sweatshirt she wore was still damp from when it was housing her hair. She looked tired and stressed, dark circles beginning to form beneath her eyes.

'What am I supposed to say?' she thought glumly. Mina wasn't nervous at all, almost excited about to prospect of being in the future.

"A time Quirk?" Katsuki inquired, leaning forward. He laced his hands together and rested his chin on them as he stared thoughtfully for a moment. "Why would he send you through time?"

"He doesn't have control over it," Ochaco said, breaking her silence. Her honeyed eyes met his briefly before sweeping past him toward an old blanket she recognized all too well, one that she had on her bed this very moment back at her dorm. Its pink color had faded drastically and there was a corner on it that had begun to unravel. It was strange seeing something so familiar so old and worn, so well used. It made her heart beat faster and she found herself sweeping across the rest of the apartment for any further clues of her presence.

When she found none immediately within her line of sight, Ochaco strayed her attention back to the conversation at hand. Mina was prattling on about the boy and how they had already had encounters with his Quirk before, going on to describe him and how his name still eluded them. She had hoped that maybe he would have given her his name, making it easier to maybe find himself when he wasn't busy hurling people through time.

"How many encounters have you had with this kid?" Katsuki asked, his attention on Mina.

The pink haired girl shook her head. "This is my first encounter with his Quirk, but Bakugou—err, our Bakugou—got sent to the past and saw Ochaco as a kid. Her past self even gave him an origami butterfly she had made."

Katsuki's eyes narrowed, their attention drifting to the gravity hero. "Interesting. I don't recall any of this happening."

"Which means that whenever this kid uses his Quirks, it doesn't necessarily effect the past or present?"

"I wouldn't say that." Katsuki stood up and made his way toward the kitchen, seeming to forget his pose swap earlier to hide the symbol on his pants. It was in fact an official symbol for his title as Ground Zero, printed boldly across the upper thigh, the words of his name traveling down the length of his leg in red lettering. Ochaco couldn't help but smile. Seeing that surely meant that he had become a pro, right? A novice wouldn't have actual merchandise.

When he made his way into the kitchen, he took out three mugs; one Ochaco saw was hers that she had now. He put on the kettle and leaned against the counter, muttering something to himself out of earshot of the two girls. Mina had left her spot on the counter and joined him in the kitchen, her mouth running a mile a minute before Katsuki lifted a finger to his mouth and 'shhed' her.

"Huh? Do you have company, Bakugou?"

"Yes, and they're sleeping, so quiet down, will you?"

Ochaco perked her head up, tilting it slightly as though it would somehow help her see down the hallway. If it were her future self, wouldn't he have just said that? And certainly if something like this were to happen he would wake her up to let her know if they were in fact together, right? Feeling her chest tighten, she stood and made her way to the bookcases. Her fingers traced over the edges of each book, reading the titles that were all too familiar and a few that weren't. When she reached the plaque she had seen earlier, she stopped, taking it from its place and examining it carefully. Katsuki had been given an honorable award for the most saves. The wooden inlay was beautiful, but it didn't suit him at all. When she placed it back on the shelf, her auburn eyes welled with tears when she saw the next one, a plaque with her name on it, awarding her as the eighth most popular hero. It had a large amount of dust on it, indicating it had been there for a while and the wood it was made from was slightly faded.

"Hey, Ochaco, what are you looking at?" Mina had left her place from annoying Katsuki to her place beside the gravity hero. Her lips curled into a smile. "It looks like you made it as a pro, Ochaco! And you're in the top ten!"

"The less you learn about the future, the better," Katsuki stated. His face was calm, yet the way his eyebrows stitched together gave away to the tension he held on his shoulders. He was clearly uncomfortable with them being here, yet why remained a mystery.

Mina stuck her tongue out at him, causing his eye to twitch in annoyance. "Don't be such a buzz kill. Can't you see Ochaco is stressed enough just by being here?" she stated.

"Is there something you don't want me to know about the future?" Ochaco inquired suddenly, continuing to glance over the trophies. Apart of her burned for the answer, yet another part was absolutely terrified. 'What if we're not together in the future? He has things that belong to me though.' Her fist clenched. 'What if I'm not alive in this part of the future? An accident?'

"The less you know, the less likely the future will be changed. If this Quirk allows you to remember everything you've encountered while going through time, then who's to say that knowing certain things won't change how your future is?"

"Well, Bakugou, that's just a possibility we'll have to deal with," Mina snapped. "It's not like we purposely decided to jump through time for the hell of it." As the pink haired girl rounded on her heels and began making her way towards him, her yellow eyes blinked and suddenly she found herself keeling over. "Ochaco, the rooms spinning like it was before!" she groaned. "It's making me dizzy."

Ochaco looked around, not seeing the familiar swirling of the walls or the floor melting away and panic gripped her. "Mina?" But as the gravity hero reached out to grab Mina's arm, the pink haired girl vanished much as Katsuki's had the very first time.

"What the hell?" Katsuki moved from his position in the kitchen, ignoring the whistle of the kettle on the stove. "Where the hell did Ashido go?"

"She likely went back to our own time, but I don't understand why I didn't get pulled with her," Ochaco stated, her fists clenching at her sides. "I don't understand why I didn't get pulled back with her. We came here at the same time, together, so shouldn't we have left together?"

The explosive hero had retreated back into the kitchen and turned the kettle off, cursing under his breath. "Great, pretty sure that woke him up," he muttered.

Robotically, Ochaco lifted her head. "Woke who up?" Her mind was in such a daze she could barely form the words. The exhaustion from everything was beginning to take hold of her once more, making her thoughts almost incoherent. But as Katsuki opened his mouth to answer, a small figure shuffled sleepily down the hallway toward them, rubbing his eyes while holding tightly onto an Uravity blanket.

"Auntie 'chaco?" the boy asked, his lips curling into a smile, the sleep suddenly vanishing from his eyes. He was no more than five and despite how small he was, he ran rather quickly toward her, his small arms wrapping around Ochaco's legs. "Uncle Kacchan said you wouldn't be home until tomorrow."

"Ehh!?" Frozen, the gravity hero looked to Katsuki for guidance. "Auntie 'chaco? Uncle Kacchan?"

Katsuki's cheeks flushed faintly and he scratched the back of his head nervously. "It's Izuku's son…"

"Did you just call Deku Izuku?!" Blinking in confusion and shock, Ochaco could only look back and forth between the small boy and Katsuki before the overwhelming amount of events and information became too much and she found herself suddenly toppling backwards as everything began to fade to black.

When Mina reappeared, she was standing in the hallway just outside the baths. Her golden eyes swept the area quickly, finding no sign of Ochaco. "Crap, what the hell happened?" she muttered, jumping in surprise when her phone, still nestled in her pocket, began to beep uncontrollably. She fished it out quickly, opening it up to see notifications for nine missed messages and five missed phone calls come through all at once from Kirishima. "I guess our phones didn't work in the future."

She brought up Kirishima's number and hit call, already making a run toward the elevators. When the redhead picked up, relief flooded her. "Eijiro, is Bakugou with you?"

"Mina, where are you? We've been looking for you and Uraraka for almost two hours now!"

"That kid appeared and sent us both to the future. Ochaco is still there. Where are you?"

"We're at the school. We're briefing Aizawa on what happened."

"I'm running there now," she announced and hung up. The run to the school was short, but painful for Mina, having discarded her slippers halfway through when she determined they were more of a hindrance than anything. Rocks dug at the bottoms of her feet as she ran, her lungs beginning to burn. When the school came into view she saw Katsuki, Aizawa, and Kirishima outside, the redhead already running toward her.

"Mina, what happened?" Kirishima scooped her up in his arms, lifting her off the ground when he noticed her bare feet. "Are you okay?"

Katsuki reached them second, his fists beginning to spark. "Where's Ochaco?"

"She's still in the future, she didn't come back with me," Mina said softly. "I don't know what happened. It came out of nowhere and—"

"Ashido, start at the beginning," Aizawa interrupted, his eyes heavy with sleep.

"Ochaco and I went to take a bath, when we got out that kid was there. He got upset over something and the next thing we know we're flung through time and," she paused, looking at the explosive blonde. "and the next thing we know we're in the future, in Bakugou's future apartment."

"Ochaco is with future me?" Katsuki asked, surprised. He stared speculatively at the acid hero, as though expecting her to suddenly announce that it was all some kind of twisted joke. "What happened?"

"She's fine, Bakugou. Your future self seemed to believe us about the time Quirk."

"I'm not worried about that," he spat. "But how the fuck did you come back without her?"

"I don't know!" she cried.

Kirishima put his arm up against Katsuki, giving him a stern look. "It's not her fault, Bakugou. If Mina came back, then so will Uraraka, we just need to give it a bit more time, alright?"

Aizawa scratched his chin as he watched the explosive array of emotions fly between the young adults. "I've never heard of a time Quirk with the capabilities of sending someone to the future. It almost seems unrealistic," he murmured. "In any case, we need to find out who this kid is and fast. We can't keep having people go through time."

"Suggestions?" Katsuki asked, almost sarcastically.

Ignoring him, Aizawa focused his attention on Mina. "When you reappeared, where were you?"

"I was back in the hallway, by the baths."

"Then for now, we set up camp and see if Uraraka returns sometime tonight," he announced. "Bakugou, you can stay, but Kirishima get Ashido back to the dorms."

"Right. Come on, Mina."

As the two retreated down the pathway, Kirishima carrying Mina on his back, Katsuki began to pace back and forth. "Are we going or what?"

"In just a second," Aizawa said. "I wanted to make sure they left before telling you this next part."

"Next part?"

"Since you and Uraraka first told me about this strange kid, I've done some research. Now, I could be completely wrong, but I think I may know who he is." He shifted slightly, crossing his arms over his chest. His dark hair was pulled into a loose ponytail. "About a year ago there had been some reports about strange occurrences near an old house out in Osaka. People reported seeing walls begin to distort, feeling nauseas or dizzy. The reports also stated that several witnesses saw a boy with black hair and blue eyes."

"You think it was the kid?"

"It's possible. There weren't any other reports I could find. It seems when the boy and his mother left Osaka, there wasn't anything to report anymore. As for where they ended up at, I can't really say."

Katsuki tilted his head up toward the sky and inhaled deeply. "So do you have a name for the damn brat, or what?"

"Shingo Einosuke. I'm waiting for Tsukauchi to get back to me, but it might not be until morning."

"Tch. Fucking figures," Katsuki spat, turning to leave. "We done here?"

"For now," Aizawa confirmed.

"Good. I'm going to wait for Ochaco."

But as Katsuki stepped forward, he felt an eerie feeling creep over him, his crimson hues sweeping forward along the path until they met with those cobalt eyes of Shingo.

A/N: Ahh, sorry for kind of an awkward ending to this chapter. It was starting to get long and I was running out of time to post it up, but I also didn't want to make you all wait another week for this chapter either. I might go back and edit it a tad if I get some free time, but until then, this is what I got. Hopefully you all are doing great 3 Thank you for the continued support for this story, it warms me greatly.