Marie hardly did this. Shopping was not her thing. She knew that it was partially because she did not want to live the stereotype of the feline mutation. But it was the first weekend after the first week of school and it was tradition for Sakura and herself. Sakura was her much kinder sister to believe it.

The tradition often consisted of Marie walking in and out of expensive stores that she never thought to buy anything from. While helping her sister pick out the right colors. Oftentimes her sister gave her a choice to pick. It was common for her sister to ask for her opinion just to choose the opposite.

"So, tell me about school?" her sister asked while aimlessly looking through a rack of clothing. Marie didn't really believe that her sister cared but this was part of tradition. They would talk about things that neither one of them cared to share with each other due to opposite interests.

"Well because it's senior year we are being paired with potential heroes so I'm in Aizawa Sensei's class all day long."

Her sister stopped looking at the racks and looked back at her. "Tell me all the goods about Eraserhead. No one knows much about him. I'm sure a gossip magazine would pay tons of bucks for some information."

Marie knew this trick; it's not the first time that it's happened. And she's fallin' for this trick her freshman year when they first went on their shopping spree.

"I'd love to, but there's nothing to tell." She shrugs. She wasn't going to go dropping that he now has adoptive children.

They continued their time at the mall without any more push for gossip. They passed a store in the mall that was specific for lingerie. She may have lingered a bit too long looking at the mannequin.

Because her sister stops her movements and starts to squeal.

"Ooooh, Tell me you're eyeing that piece?" Sakura gushes and starts to pull her into the store.

"No. Sakura. I was just observing." Her words said one thing but the blush, dancing tail and perked ears said another.

"Oh Marie. It's nothing to be ashamed of. So who was he?" Her sister continues to lead her to the rack with the lacy ensemble.

"I haven't. Done that." She fidgets, "I've just. Hhhh."

Marie gives in, "Don't tell Bianca. Or mom. But my cat has been showing."

Sakura gushes some more, "Your secret is safe with me." She pretends to zip her lips.

"So you have. You know, with anyone." Marie was happy to hear the tone of the conversation become more subtle.

Her sister knew how Marie felt about how sex and intimacy was thrown around in the feline community.

"No. I've done some research and I'm going to take care of it myself." Marie's eyes were downcast looking at the racks, "I bought an item to help."

Sakura pulls out the black lace from the rack, "Well, then you need this to go with it. If you're going to be taming your beast then you can at least look sexy while you do it."

Marie didn't say no. If her sister were to fight her on the topic she probably would have simply on principle alone.

"Okay. What the heck." She smiles up at her sister.

"I will pay. I mean, that's what older sisters are for."

"You're only older by 5 minutes."

"Still older baby sister."

During the drive back to the UA campus her phone was consistently going off.

"Miss Popular."

Marie snorts, "Hardly. It's a group chat because my class wants to start training to do well for the Sports Festival."

"You should do it, Baby Sister. You know I go every year. I will cheer for you."

Yeah. Marie was very aware of the fact that both of her sisters and her mother went every year. The Sports Festival was a breeding ground for all sorts of opportunities.

Sakura would benefit from all the gossip that spread and any and all the drama that happens in the side lines. When people sit for hours watching an event they tend to talk.

For Bianca and her mother they got to fraternize and entertain their colleagues. Lawyers. Sharks. Always sniffing out the blood of those around them.

"Also, the physical training will be good for your cat." That got Marie's attention.

"What do you mean?"

"The 'runner's high' or the endorphins that people get during training and exhausting your body helps curb the… needs." Sakura giggles at that last part.

Marie opens up the group chat.

-I'm in.

That was that and she found out that they were all meet that evening in the common room for a run through.

Sakura watched as her sister's tail started to dance behind her as she hashed out training details over the phone.

Though their family dynamic wasn't close Sakura couldn't help but have a soft spot for her strange and innocent baby sister.

When Marienmade it back to the campus she had just made it in time for the meeting in the common room.

She was a bit surprised to see that it was both Danny and his roommate holding the meeting. The lights were off and they had a projector with a power point on display.

"And so we'll all be working separately to do two things. Build on our quirks and build up on our bodies." Danny clicked for the next slide. A slide that actually had a picture of Aizawa Sensei and Hitoshi Shinso, "These two will be our examples. Through aerobics, yoga and calisthenic training we should be able to achieve what these two achieved on a physical level."

A random guy at the front laughed, "No way we can get past the hero classes."

Danny grins, "That brings us to our next point." He clicks for another slide, "The management student spys." And he points to a picture of Ami, Marie, and Himself along with three others that were in class B.

There were some 'Oooo's in the group.

"Yes. We are working closely with the more elite BUT what they don't know is that that will give us an advantage. I've also spoken to our teacher and Principal Nezu has given us permission to use some of the training areas with a teacher aid." Danny inches his chin, "We're hoping for Eraserhead but it looks like they're leaning more towards All Might."

Marie felt a nudge in her shoulder and turns to see a smug look on Gina's face.

"Care to explain why you are carrying a bag from the most expensive lingerie shop in the area?"

Marie thought about her outing with her sister and she thought about how she'd thought of a few different ways to help with her cat. And she thought about how her sister told her to not be ashamed.

And with that she gave a confident smile at Gina, "I wanted to look nice while I make myself purr tonight."

She didn't wait for a response. She was worried that if she got one or even saw her face that her confidence would plummet.