Nemuri had gone back to her apartment after crying with you for a good five hours. Aizawa walked into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. "Baby...baby, can you sit up a little?" He whispers. Your eyes flutter open, and you look at him. "You need to shower and eat, my love," he says softly as he strokes your cheek. You stare at the wall, your eyes empty and sad.

"Come on, Kitty. I'll take care of you, okay?" He says softly.

You nod a little, and he stands up. He takes the covers off of you and picks you up. He walks you into the bathroom and sits you on the counter. It's warm and steamy; the scent of lavender and chamomile sits in the air, dancing around your nose. He lifts your hoodie and pulls it off of you. He takes off his shirt and ties his hair back, loose strands framing his face.

He takes off his pants and boxers and stands you up, wrapping your arms around his neck. He pulls down your sweats and panties and picks you up, carefully climbing into the tub. He sits down and puts you in front of him, resting your back on his chest. He kisses your cheek softly and wraps his arms around you. You close your eyes and take a deep breath.

"How are the kids?" You ask softly.

"They're fine...don't worry about them. I've got them...I've got all of you...just...just be," he whispers.

"Be?" you ask softly.

"Just exist. You don't have to do anything right now...don't worry about anything right now. Just be," he says softly. You feel tears fall down your cheek as you sob. He holds you tightly as you cry.

"I've got you, baby....I'm right here," he whispers. You cling to his arms and nod a little. He lets you cry for a little before he starts to wash you. He finishes and kisses your cheek. "Come on, Kitty," he whispers.

He picks you and takes you out of the tub. He stands you up and wraps a towel around you. He dries you off with a towel and picks you up, carrying you to the bed. He sets you down and puts on one of his long sleeve shirts. It smells like coffee and sandalwood, just like him. He slips on a pair of boxers and grabs a pair of panties for you. He carries you to the chair in the corner, sets you down, and puts a plate in your lap. You look down and smile, seeing your favorite food. He kisses your forehead and walks to the bed to change the sheets.

"Have they found anything yet?" You ask softly.

"No. As soon as they do, I'll come to get you, and we will get that son of a bitch," he says softly.

You nod a little. "Where is Griffin?" You say.

"With Hawks," he says, putting the new sheets on.

Your eyes widen a little. It was the end of the month...she would molt soon. "Umm, maybe she should stay here?" You ask softly, concern slipping into your voice.

"Nezu offered her a dorm, and Hawks insisted she stay with him. Maybe it's a bird thing; I don't know," He shrugs.

"No...Shota...she can't stay with him. She needs to be alone or with people who know her," You say, sitting up.

He walks over to you and kneels. "What's going on?" He asks softly.

"She...she molts," you mumble.

"So? I think Hawks does too," Shota shrugs.

"No...her wings and tail disintegrate off. It's excruciating, and she gets embarrassed. It's a side effect from...her childhood," you say sadly.

Aizawa looks at you, and his eyes widen. He holds your face softly. "Nezu...she knows him...doesn't she?" He asks. You nod. "The lab?" He asks. You nod a little, and he sighs. "You stay. I'll go see if she's ok," he says.

"Shota,"

"Baby. I've got you," he says, holding your face.

You look up at him, and your breath hitches in your throat. He looks at you with so much love and compassion. He knows exactly what you are feeling and going through. He knows how much pain you are in, and he wants you to take as much time as he needs.

"You take care of everyone all the time...let me take care of you, now...let me take care of my girl," he whispers.

You nod and start to cry again. He takes the empty plate from your lap and picks you up. You cling to him as you sob. He sets you in the bed and holds you till you fall asleep. He slips out of your arms and wraps you the covers. He gets dressed and heads to Hawks' apartment.

Griffin was passed out in bed, Keigo's arms wrapped tightly around her. She nuzzled into his chest, and his nose twitched; the scent of rose and honey make him cling to her tighter. His feathers twitch when he hears a knock on the front door. He slips out of bed and quietly walks to the front door. He grabs a feather from his wing and stiffens it. He opens the door and sighs, seeing Aizawa.

"Wh-what's with the feather?" Aizawa asks, raising an eyebrow. Keigo lets it go, and it flies back into his wings. "And why are your pupils so small?" Aizawa asks.

Keigo's eyes widen, and he rubs his eyes. "I'm just tired. What's up, Shota?" Keigo asks softly.

"Why are you lying? Where is Griffin?" Aizawa asks, his voice getting concerned.

"She's fine. Why?" Keigo says, his wings puffing up a little.

Aizawa adjusts his scarf. "Why are you acting so odd..." Aizawa asks.

"I'm not," Keigo snaps.

"Then let me see her," Aizawa says.

"Not a chance in hell," Keigo growls.

Aizawa pulls off his scarf, and Keigo takes two feathers into his hands. "Where is she?" Aizawa asks, his voice deep.

"Safe...Leave. Now," Keigo says.

Aizawa looks at Keigo and tilts his head. What the hell was his problem? Did someone get to Keigo!? His body filled with rage. His eyes glanced at Keigo's feathers and his eyes widen. "Wh-Oh my god..." he says, realizing what's going on. "Umm...Keigo...I...I'm not...fuck, I'm sorry. Y/N sent me to check on her. She...she said Griffin...molts and it can hurt sometimes..." Aizawa sighs, letting go of his scarf.

Keigo's eyes widen. "Oh...fuck...I-I'm sorry, Shota," Keigo says. He lets go of the feathers. "I don't know what the hell came over me," Hawks mumbles.

"Ummm, really? You don't know?" Aizawa chuckles a little.

"What's so funny?" Keigo asks, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't want to be rude...but you looked like a bird on those nature shows," Aizawa laughs a little.

"What?" Keigo laughs.

"Ya know...when they are protecting their mate. Your eyes were weird, and your feathers were all puffed out," Aizawa smirks. Keigo's smile drops, and his face turns bright red. "Do you have a crush on Griffin?" Aizawa smiles, tilting his head.

"No! No, I'm just protecting a friend," Keigo says quickly.

"Uh-huh...sure....is she ok?" Aizawa asks, rubbing his neck.

"I think so...she's asleep. It looks pretty bad...do you know what happened?" Keigo asks.

"It's not my place to say. I was just here to make sure you guys were ok," Aizawa shrugs, and Keigo nods. "Thanks for watching her," Aizawa nods and starts to walk away.

"We're gonna find him, Shota," Keigo says. Aizawa stops and turns around. "We'll make him pay," Keigo says sternly. Aizawa nods and walks away.

Keigo closes the door and locks it. He walks back to the room and checks on Arlis. She whimpers softly, her ears twitching. He quickly walks to the bed and takes her into his arms, wrapping them both in his wings. She calms down, smelling the scent of cinnamon again. Keigo holds her tightly and looks down at her. His feathers puff up again, and his eyes widen. He shakes his head, and he closes his eyes. He was just protecting his friend. His gorgeous friend with adorable cat ears, who smelled like roses and honey, and whose whole thick body felt like a squishy, soft pillow. He felt his cheeks pool with heat, and he squeezed her a little tighter. Yeah...his friend...