An Angel's Blessing

A man had been stalking you, nothing more than that, you would find flowers on your doorstep and each one with a different note. At the beginning you were flattered, what girl doesn’t like flowers and hand written notes, but you had no clue who was sending them. They would come once a week, every Friday, hand delivered (you asked your mailman, he had no clue about the flowers.) Nothing was odd about it, until one Friday you were kept at work for a stake out, you never made it home that night. To your surprise, when you returned to the office a bouquet of flowers was laid on your desk. Something was off, no one had been in the office, no one but Pride. So you called him.

Y/N: “Hey King?”

Pride: “Yeah L/N you need sum? I told you and LaSalle to go home, get some rest”

Y/N: “Yeah, I know. I was just wondering, did you stop by my apartment? These flowers on my desk are normally there.”

Pride: “No, maybe LaSalle dropped by.”

Y/n: “I dropped him off at home, figured I’d stop by the office, crank some paperwork out-”

You had begun to read the card that sat perfectly within the flowers, with every word a pit sunk into your stomach. Until the final sentence knocked the wind from your lungs, ‘You always looked so pretty on your late night watches. I advise that next time you let Agent Dwayne Pride be so close with Agent Christopher LaSalle’ That’s when you dropped your phone and the note. A faint call of your name coming from Pride on the other end of the phone. So you gathered yourself, picked up the phone and left the note on the ground.

“Can you come to the office? Now… please?” Your voice trembled, your gaze didn’t fall from the paper on the floor. Even when he hung up, or when he stormed into the office, hearing the way your voice shook. “If you’re going to touch it, put gloves on.” You didn’t even realize that you spoke or that you were crying. This one note put you through hell, Wendell didn't pick up any sort of finger print. He didn't pick up anything, the flowers were native to New Orleans, hundreds of people are growing them in their backyards. So the case went cold, yet you continued to get flowers every Friday, each note more disturbing than the last. You moved, placed security footage, everything you could. And all you got was the man's height. So Pride introduced you to Gibbs, encouraged you to go to Washington. Live with Gibbs, hoping that once you moved the flowers would stop coming. Then you would eventually come home.

And they did, for about 2 years. In that time you managed to become a part of Gibbs team, but also his life. You were roommates, despite the time, you were still cautious and so was he, so you never moved out. And the two of you easily fell into a routine, every morning he would wake up at the crack of dawn, go get coffee and breakfast (for you) then he'd come back home and the two of you would ride to work together. Then the two of you would go home together, have dinner and go to sleep. You had fallen in love with this routine… and this man. Going on less and less dates, opting to spend your weekends in the basement with Gibbs, sometimes you would help him with the boat or whatever he was working on, but most of the time you would just talk and he would listen. Not really caring what you had to say, Gibbs had gotten used to the silence, coming home to an empty house, but now you’re here, spending your nights talking to him about your day as if you didn’t just come from the same place.

That was around the time your mother introduced you to Stephan, a lawyer. You needed a distraction so you accepted the blind date, not sure how it would pan out. To your surprise the two of you hit it off, as best friends. You were both dealing with unrequited love, and you would find yourself talking to him instead, the nights you would talk Gibbs' ear off about your day, turned into nights talking Stephan’s ear off about Gibbs. To you, this was no different, you could vent and still come home every night to the man that you love. But he felt the difference, felt the silence, he felt your absence. And as they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder.

In all the wrong way, Monday morning you wake up to a bouquet of flowers on the kitchen counter. You thought they were Gibbs, so you paid them no mind. This wasn’t the first time he had received something from a witness on a case that got a little too attached. The secret to remaining his roommate for 2 years was respecting each other's privacy, specifically respecting his privacy. So you waited until he came home to ask about it, which didn't take long, the routine worked just as it did every morning. Gibbs walked through the door with a bag and two cups of coffee as he did every morning. You had just finished putting the flowers in a vase after getting ready for work when he walked into the kitchen. You could see his eyebrows crease in confusion, immediately sending an alarm off in your head. "These aren't yours? Are they?" The suspension built with every second he didn't answer, until he slowly shook his head. "Maybe it's from Stephan." You released a sigh that you didn't know you were holding in when he spoke those words, something that made sense in perspective but not in retrospect. "Maybe…" So with that, you picked up the card from inside the flowers, the thing you had been avoiding while handling the delicate and beautiful slice of nature. Your eyes gloss over every word, reading painstakingly slowly. The note read,

"My dear Y/N.

I have missed you, it seems you have been away for a very long time. I waited and yet you never returned, and so I looked for you. Looked for two years, but now I've finally found you. We will meet soon my dear, I just have to deal with a pesky problem. I love you, forever and always."

~~~First Person~~~

In an instant, my mouth dried and all the air was sucked out of my body. I hadn't even noticed that Gibbs not only managed to get me in the car, but also drove all the way to work and got me into Abby's lab. "Hey Gibbs and Y/N. Aren't those pretty flowers." She was just as chipper as any other day, of course nothing was out of the ordinary, nothing except these flowers. "Can you see what type of flowers these are?" I tried my best to remain calm, I didn't want to scare Abby, and I didn't really want to burden her with this. "Of course, I can tell you what type of soil it was planted in and the water it drank." Her smile is infectious, putting one on my face as she worked her magic. I stood there staring at her move around her lab gracefully, it wasn't until Gibbs whispered in my ear that I remembered he was there. "We got a case, stay down here." Before I could say anything, he turned and walked away. I wanted to contest his decision, but I am in no state to work a case. So I took a seat on the floor near Major Mass spec and watched her work, watched as people came and went, some not even seeing me, and others confused at my position. It was around lunch when Jethro walked through the door, a bag in one hand and a Caf-Pow in the other. The first thing he did was take care of business with Abby, she managed to find evidence on the victim's clothing. So it was an open and shut case, a mugging gone bad by a known thief already in the system. The next thing he did, which surprised me, is he took a seat beside me. Placed the bag in my lap, it turns out it was the food from this morning that I never ate. "You need to eat something." That was all he said, from there we sat in silence as I ate, nothing but Abby's music and the clicking of her platforms against the floor filled the silence.

I soon finished, and Abby plopped herself on the floor in front of us, locking her lab door beforehand. "I finished analyzing the flowers and the note." I could hear the hesitancy in her voice, no one but Jethro knew about my past in NOLA. I have seen Pride and Chris many times since I joined, mostly for business, but our conversations were always professional, nothing more than passing hellos while in the bullpen. "I had a stalker back in New Orleans, it started to get bad so I moved here upon King's request. That was two years ago, there was no contact again, until today." I felt the need to explain to her, she's my friend, I'd say my best friend if it came down to it. Her response was a quick nod, looking at Jethro for a moment, before sharing the data in her hands. "So the flower is a Louisiana Iris, native to New Orleans, except the water doesn't match the PH levels of New Orleans. The water is from Washington. But that's not the odd part." She handed the both of us different diagrams with chemicals. "The soil that the flowers come out of, had a chemical in it. Meant to prolong the life of the plants. But there is no soil that matches the chemical makeup from the flowers. So that means it is handmade, and not easy to make." For the first time in 3 years, there was something we could tie this guy to, a mistake that he made that we can exploit. I believe. "Does this mean you can find him?" I didn't mean to get excited, but the thought of finally not having to look over my shoulder was too good to pass up. "I already did." Her answer was simple and short as she handed us one last sheet of paper, it had the face of a man printed on the front.

It was Stephan. Except his hair wasn't usually dirty blond, it was pitch black and he had a beard to match. This didn't look like the man I had been friends with for the past month, he looked evil, sinister. At that moment, all our conversations played in my head like a cassette tape, before landing on his note. "Oh no." They both looked at me, concerned. Before they could say anything, I dragged Abby into her back office, locking the door behind us. I left myself facing the glass while standing with her back to it.

"I am in love with Gibbs, I have been for the past year. And for the last 3 months, I've been telling Stephan about the man I'm in love with. And yesterday he asked me for his name. And when I told him he dropped the entire subject. Then today I suddenly got flowers saying that he has something to take care of. I'm terrified of Ab's, scared that Jethro is going to get hurt because of me." When I finished speaking, there was a smile plastered on Abby's face. "He's not weak, everything will be fine" Her reassurance was nice to hear, but not at all working. So we left it there, walked back out of the room and acted as though we did not just have that conversation, and to my surprise, so did Jethro.

We followed his phone, Jethro and I were the first there. We ended up at a marina, yet he was nowhere to be found… and then he was. Caught the both of us off guard, managed to disarm Jethro and then me. That's how we ended up here, both at gunpoint, waiting for backup.

I can't believe this was the man that I spent my weekends with, spent most of my time with. "You know, we will be very happy Y/N. I just need to take care of him." He wears the biggest smirk, a sickening feeling sinking into my stomach with every word. "No you don't Stephan. We can just be happy together, no need to hurt any of my friends." I try my hardest to get him to budge, stop pointing the gun at Jethro, stall for a few more minutes as we wait on McGee and Tony. But he's not having it, he's smart… too smart. "He's not just a friend, he's competition. A distraction." His finger tenses on the trigger, not shooting but very close. I hear the sirens, and I know he can as well. When I turn to Jethro, he's as stoic as ever, looking straight at Stephan, they are having a stare down. And normally there would be no doubt in my mind that Jethro would win, but not with that gun in Stephan's hand. So without looking away from Jethro, I made a decision. "You're gonna wish you never had met me"

~~~Third person~~~

"A little late for that love" Stephan squeezed the trigger, and time began to move in slow motion. "I wasn't talking to you" A loud band echoed through the marina before anyone could question her words. In a swift movement, she switched places with Gibbs, ending up in front of him, in the direct line of the bullet. And the bullet followed that path, as it pierced her skin, breaking bones and ripping through flesh. These words left her mouth, locking eyes with Gibbs. "We could of had it all"

Her body fell forward, falling onto Jethro. Both their eyes went wide at the bullet that pierced through her heart in a sense of irony. At that moment, Jethro collapsed to the ground, another shot ringing off. This time the bullet pierced through Stephan, yet Jethro never looked away from her limp body. His mind was trying to wrap itself around your final words, before drifting off to the conversation in Abby's lab. "Why didn't you tell me? God Y/N." Multiple sets of footprints clashed against the concrete flooring, until a voice rang out. "Boss, he's dead…" McGee paused mid sentence when he saw the scene before him. Jethro sits on the ground, Y/N's bleeding body in his lap as he cradles her head in his hand. He watched as the color bagan to leave her eyes, begging to any god above that the paramedics would make it in time. And as her eyes began to shut for the final time, he whispered these words to her.

"We could of had it all"

Masterlist

Song

Since that day everything ran smoothly, moving in, proposal, marriage, and ultimately 3 kids, two boys and a girl. A set of twins shortly before David retired and one boy after. The moment David found out you were having twins, he knew something had to give. Both of you couldn't be gone, so he decided to retire and focus on his writing. You remained in the BAU but you focused on finding cases, occasionally going out in the field if it called for it, you were the first Communications Liaison.

David had been retired for 2 years when you decided this wasn't going to work. Leaving the state for days at a time with no guarantee when you'll be home. You had looked into multiple options for where you could work, you looked into intelligence... too top secret, linguistics... that also involved random travel with no guarantees. So you looked into moving agency's, until you found the perfect one, and your brother just so happened to work there.

So now that everything was settled, all you had to do was wait for David to get home from his third book signing this month.

1st Person

I was sat on the couch, when David came through the door, he had a late book signing and an interview with a local news article. It was around midnight, the kids had been placed down about 3 hours ago and I was watching reruns of I Love Lucy. When I heard the door shut it didn't take long for my husband to appear in the doorway. "How was it?" A smile graced my lips from the sight of my husband. "Long, what are you still doing up?" He strolls over to the couch, taking a seat beside me and laying an arm across the back of the leather sofa. I lean into his touch, thinking about my answer. "Some late research. I think I want to change agency's." I guess I caught him off guard because he was silent... which is odd for an Italian (or at least him) it really is. "And go where?" It took him a moment to say anything, his voice laced with confusion, wanting to ask why. "NCIS. I know someone who works there and I can't do these long trips anymore. When I came in the house, Angel and Anthony asked me if I was going to leave again. How do I explain to our 4 year olds that I'm not doing this on purpose?" I could feel myself about to cry, and in all honesty Dave was the only one I let see me like this. "I never thought I would miss you this much, I can barely sleep. And I talked to Jason about it, he said that's fine because the BAU is getting more funding." When I look up he had a small smile on his face, he leans in... kissing my forehead before standing up, a hand reached out to me. "Come on Mi amor. I'll make us dinner, get you to bed, and we'll get your transfer papers through tomorrow.” And that is exactly what we did, I don't know what I did in a past life to deserve this but David Rossi is the best thing to ever happen to me.

3rd Person

The short blonde woman stepped into building like she already owned the place. She was dressed head to toe in black, though she gave off everything but depressed vibes. She had a black cable knit sweater on with black dress pants that fit perfectly. While the woman was entering the building, there was a slight discussion going on upstairs.

The team sat in a make shift circle in Abby's lab. All of them were genuinely curious about their new co-worker. 'Them' being Ziva David, Timothy McGee, Anthony Dinozzo, Abby Sciuto, Jimmy Palmer, Donald "Ducky" Mallard, and even Jethro Gibbs decided to join the party after a very convincing (beg) talk from Abby. Gibbs was about to enter the room, when he caught the tail end of the conversation. "So literally no one knows who they are?" Dinozzo was nervous partially because new meant change and that has proven to be a difficult subject. "Nope, I tried to look for their file but I'm not cleared. Ziva tried too, not high enough clearance." McGee was actually happy, someone new on the team meant that Dinozzo would finally leave the teasing alone. Ziva furrowed her eyebrows. "I heard one thing." Everyone turned towards Abby, curious to what she knew. "They got transferred from the FBI. Or at least that's what I heard." This shocked everyone, the FBI hates NCIS so who would actually choose to transfer. "Do you think Gibbs knows who it is?" In that moment Gibbs walked through the door, putting all those facing Tony into an awkward silence. "He's right behind me, isn't he?" All of then nodded, terrified of their boss… well more like a fearful respect than terrifying. Before anyone could say anything, a voice came from behind him, “Don’t you get tired of doing that?” Everyone turned to the woman now standing in the door. No one knew who she was, well… almost everyone didn’t know who she was. “Uh, who are you?” Mcgee broke the silence that filled to room, the woman was still smiling, not looking at anyone but the back of the man in front of her. As she took a step away from the door, Gibbs turned around, recognizing the voice.

1st person

I could see Jethro turn around slowly, our eyes locked and only I could see the smirk that found home on his face. I looked around him to see the confusion still apparent on the other agents faces. "Me? My name is Y/N Fielding. The FBI transfer." If I learned anything from Jethro it was his ability to sneak into a room without being seen or heard. The boys mouths hung open and the girls had two different reactions. The one with pigtails had wide eyes, I guess she wasn't used to being caught. Finally, there was a girl with black hair but it was slightly wavy. She was indifferent to my appearance. I turned back to Jethro soon enough to see him straighten his face, "Who authorized your transfer?" I looked to the left, pretending to recall who signed the paper. "I think that would be Jason Gideon and Jennifer Shepherd." I look up at him, stonewalling for those behind him. I pull my transfer file from behind my back and hand them to him. "I'm you new senior field agent. I look forward to working with you Agent Gibbs." I smile as he opens the file, I know he isn't actually reading it but it is good acting if I didn't know that already. "You." He pointed to me, looking up from the file. "Come with me. The rest of you go back to your desks." With that, he walks away. I turn back to his team, waving slightly before trailing behind him. When we get to the elevator and the doors shut he flicks switch and the lights within the elevator began to flicker. "When were you planning on telling me." I tilt my head side to side slowly, looking towards the ceiling. "Actually, this was the plan. I really thought Jenny would tell you." He lets out a sharp sigh before flicking the switch back on. I have a feeling this is going to be a very interesting work environment.

3rd Person

4 years later and well…. Y/N was right. Dinozzo had lost all his senior field agent privileges, he couldn't tell Ziva or McGee to do anything anymore and they were loving it. She was nice, smart, she worked well, and she was never wrong. She was a nicer version of Gibbs, like what isn't to like about this. It had gotten to the point that they were too compatible, the whole team shipped the two together. Even Jenny thought they were dating when they first met. Y/N and Gibbs even walked in on Abby and McGee placing their faces in a future child generator that same day Y/N left work early and Gibbs was in a mood until the case ended.

Despite this strange encounter, Abby continued to call each of them husband and wife. It had gotten to the point she started saying it to their faces, every time they walked in together, she greeted them with the nicknames. This time, when they walked in, their faces were on the screen again, a generated picture of a baby in the center. They saw the photo before Abby could take it away. "I am so sorry.. I was just showing Dinozzo and Ziva…" The two didn't say anything, but a smile was on Y/N's face. Before Y/N could tell her she was fine, or Gibbs could ask about the case, Dinozzo spoke still trying to clear the air. "I mean she would be hot, I'd hit." He was laughing, everyone else was simply staring. Gibbs was glaring at him, which wasn't odd, but the weird thing was the smile on Y/N's face disappeared completely. Gibbs moved to head smack him, but before he could Y/N swept Tony's feet from under him. Before his face hit the floor, he caught himself, yet Y/N still knelt on his back, keeping him unable to get up. "She's cute Abby. Do you think you could age her up a bit. To like 19." The shock on everyones face stuck when Y/N went back to smiling. Abby quickly did what she was told, amazed by the abilities she witnessed. When the picture popped up, Y/N was almost brought to tears. The girl was gorgeous, this wasn't the shocking part though. The shocking part was the expression Gibbs wore, he was actually smiling. A genuine smile. "Hey, Abs. Send this to me okay." The girl nodded, it was aggressive and her hair was flying all over the place. Y/N got up off Dinozzo looking at the screen in closer detail, before turning back to look at Gibbs. They were both thinking the same thing and his eyes shifted to Abby, in that moment Y/N finally understood the attachment he had to Abby.

This simple gesture made everyone even more suspicious about the nature of their relationship. The 4 even started a pool. Dinozzo thought they were sleeping together, Ziva thought Y/N was ex-wife number 4 and they had a child who died, Abby thought they were married with children, McGee simply thought they were dating and she was pregnant. It got to the point that Ducky and Palmer decided to join in. Palmer agreed with Abby while Ducky thought McGee seemed really close to the truth. What they didn't know was that Gibbs and Y/N knew about the pool, in fact they were stood in the door while the discussion was taking place. "What if we're all wrong?" Okay, now that caught Y/N off guard, she didn't expect someone to say they could all be wrong, let alone Abby. "We just get our money back." Now Dinozzo didn't shock Y/N, he was expected. "What if we give the money to Gibbs and Y/N. They tricked all of us so technically they win." At that statement everyone agreed, some more confident than others. The two then walked away, the other 6 unaware of Gibbs and Y/N in the first place.

It has now been two weeks since that conversation, every party has attempted in someway to get Gibbs and Y/N to give up information without telling them exactly. By Gibbs and Y/N, it was just Y/N that got asked. Abby pointed out the ring on Y/N's finger, McGee said she was glowing, Dinozzo pointed out every time she was late or when the two would disappear into the elevator; Ziva was more of a silent stalker, she noticed every time Gibbs and Y/N interacted awkwardly or when a child case was brought up two the two seemed to take this one to heart. No one was willing to give up, everyone thought they were right. This was getting really tiring so everyone decided to stop beating around the bush and just ask…. Y/N that is.

1st Person

Today had been a relatively slow day, the boys were at a sexual harassment seminar so Abby was keeping Ziva and me company. "It has been 2 hours, ours only lasted 30 minutes." I couldn't help but complain, I finished all my paper work and to be frank, no one had turned up dead. "Awww... do you miss Gibbs?" Literally the entire floor could hear Abby's teasing, and they all partake when Jethro isn't listening. "Nope, I miss Tony's terrible innuendos." As soon as I said that I heard the foot steps approaching. "You don't miss me." I could hear the smirk growing on his face as Jethro and Dinozzo walked towards the bullpen. "You mean the same person who made me rewrite an entire report?" I turn in my chair to face Jethro's desk as he takes a seat on the table. "It was sloppy." All I could do was stare at him, knowing damn well that was a lie. "I did not spend 3 years learning calligraphy for you to call my work sloppy. I have the best handwriting on the team. You're just mad it was too small for you to read without squinting." I couldn't help but laugh, and I could tell he wanted to as well by the smirk that turned into a smile. Today marks the first year of David's return to work, and the cold bed was starting to kick in again, but this time it wasn't so lonely anymore. The kids sneak into my room when they can, and David calls every night. I could tell today was going to be a good day, especially when my phone rang and my husband's name popped up. His name remained as David in case my phone was ever stolen, so I could feel the looks from the girls in front of me. They were all close enough to read the name on my phone since it was sat face on the desk.

When I picked up the call, I ignore the looks from the girls and answered as if it was a normal professional call. "Agent Fielding speaking." I could hear him laughing on the other end. "Hey baby, are they that close?" I try not to smile, because now everyone was looking at me. "That sounds about right. I believe more than one actually." I can hear chatter in the background, so I start to assume he's at work. "I know you’re working, but can I come over because I miss seeing your face?" I can't help but smile, ok so maybe the loneliness was more than I could every expect. "You never have to ask." He wasn't speaking but I knew he was smiling on the other end. "I'll be there in about 2 hours." I was so distracted that I forgot about the people around me, that was until I locked eyes with Dinozzo. "Alright." I shake my head back and forth, I can literally see the curiosity in the eyes of the team. "I love you. Mi Amor" His tone was different this time, he was honest and I could tell that the distance was effecting him just as much. "You know I do." And with that he hung up the phone. Everyone was still staring at me, I can tell Tony is about to ask but I prolong this a little longer. "Jethro, do you wanna get coffee?" This was the first I said his name at work, and to be honest it was kind of out of instinct. Yet, all he did was nod his head before following me to the elevator. The team was now beyond shocked, this day is going way better than expected.

3rd person- With the BAU

"So, when do we get to meet her?" As the call cut, an unexpected voice broke the silence that filled David's office. The voice came from Hotchner, Rossi's close friend and boss. "Soon." The response was curt, it's not that David didn't want her to meet them. It's just that when ever they were going to plan something, a case came up on either end. "She works at NCIS right?" The moment that left Aaron's mouth, David knew exactly where this was going. "Yes… yes she does Aaron." The older male was obviously suspicious, so his bosses next words were expecting because he had done it before. "So I think the whole team needs to head down for a case we had a while ago." There was a legitimate smile on Aaron's face, one so genuine that David couldn't even be mad at his friend. "Do you, want to go see my wife?" He spoke slow, saying each and every word with emphasis. The only response he received was an equally as slow and emphasized head nod. "God Aaron. Sure."

"Pack up, we are taking a trip to the NCIS naval base in Quantico." Aarons voice boomed over the bullpen, gaining the attention of his team as well as everyone else sat at their desks. There was a confusion looming over the area, JJ was the first to speak up about it. "I didn't get anything about a case…" "No case, no consultation. This is a friendly visit, we are going to see Agent Y/N Rossi. Consider this the beginning of your weekend." Aaron spoke quieter, a bag in hand, as he neared the group of desks his agents occupied, David trailing behind also carrying his regular to-go bag. "Wait, so we actually get to meet the Mrs. Rossi." David was cautious of the teams reaction, but by Dereks response and the rest of the teams easiness to the situation his nerves calmed on their own. Unconsciously, the couple had the same thought, today is going to be a good day.

There were 3 groups:

David drove; in his car was just Aaron.

Following directly behind him was Derek, in the car with Penelope and Spencer.

In the final car, Emily drove with JJ in the passenger seat.

No one had any complaints, apart from Derek. He had to deal with the excessive knowledge and facts of NCIS and their origins. By the time they arrived, he was ready to kill Spencer, his audio tapes, and the 60 books he carries. The 3 groups connected back together at the entrance of the federal building. "I swear, if I have to hear one more damn page turn. I am going to snap." Everyone laughed at the statement, everyone but Reid. While conversing, they walked through the building with ease, flashing their FBI badges at the very entrance. They were motioned to the 4th floor, apparently that is where the directors office is. When the elevators doors opened, they were met with a bullpen similar to their own.

1st person- 5 minutes ago

Jethro just got back 10 minutes ago, and as soon as we walked out the elevator, Dinozzo began speculating. "How was the coffee?" He was smirking stupidly, leaning onto Ziva's desk. I blink at him a few times before responding, "It was good, would you like to try?" I hold up my coffee cup, a smile plastered on. "Nope, that seems like an intimate thing." "Getting coffee?" Ziva responded to his stupidity before I had the chance, yet for some reason he still thought he was correct. I roll my eyes taking a seat at my desk. "Gibbs, can you look at this for me? The director wants it on his desk by Monday and I don't exactly want to do work over the weekend." For the first time I wasn't playing into their little bet, I was genuine on my motive. He trudged next to me, leaning over to read the words typed on the screen. "Yeah, just put your name on it. You've been doing that forever." I sigh from his words, something so simple could have been very bad if I actually turned it in. I typed my name and he checked it over once again before giving me a nod, heading back to his desk. When I looked back up after sending the email, Ziva, Tony, and McGee were all staring at me. Soon, the elevator doors opened and out walked Ducky, Palmer, and Abby. "Hey, Y/N?" Abby's voice reached my ears soon after the doors closed. "Yes Abs?"

"Are you married?"

"Yes."

That was only half of the conversation, it was cut off by McGee. "You were actually wrong Tony," There was a short laugh and a groan from Tony before Abby continued.

"Do you have children?"

"Mhm."

The next voice to cut Abby off was Tony, "Ha! You were wrong too Probie." He was laughing a lot harder, I guess he's fine he lost money if it doesn't go to Tim. "So Palmer and Abby won?" McGee was cut off by Abby, "Not yet."

"Is Fielding your married name?

"No."

"So it's your maiden name?"

"Yes."

My responses were simple and short, she didn't ask who I was married to so why explain more than I have to. "Now I won." Her smile was too cute to even attempt to crush, I had no intention to… until the elevator doors slid open and out walked agents in formal attire. I was confused until I saw David exit the metal box. The group walked to the small area we had in the bullpen. "Hello, I am Aaron Hotchner. FBI, and we are looking for Agent Y/N Fielding." I could see the team tense up at the mention of my name, they had yet to see me in the corner since Tony was placed in front of me. I stand up slowly, giving them full view of me. David steps forward, and began introducing his team to my own. "This is Derek Morgan, Aaron Hotchner, Jennifer Jareau, Emily Prentiss, Dr. Spencer Reid, Penelope Garcia, and I am David Rossi." He pointed to each member of his team as their words left his mouth before pointing to me. "This is Y/N, my-" The boy he called Spencer cut him off before he could state the nature of our relationship. "You are one of the founders of the BAU. You are a legend, the first communications liaison. Though at the time it was known as the Relations Mediator (I just came up with something)" The boy went on to ramble on about random FBI and NCIS fact I honestly didn't know. "Reid, we can talk about this later. Let me introduce my team." I turned to see the confusion on everyone's faces, all except Jethro. "This is Anthony Dinozzo- our senior field agent, Ziva David- a former Mossad agent, Timothy McGee- our technical genius, Ducky Mallard- our medical examiner, Jimmy Palmer- assistant medical examiner, Abby Sciuto- our forensics scientist. Oh and Leroy Jethro Gibbs." I pause when he smacks me on the back of the head for saying his full name, making me laugh slightly. "My brother-in-law and boss. This is David. My husband." There were various greetings from those across from me, but behind me was relatively quiet. " Can you repeat that again?" I turned around at the sound of Ziva's voice, Jethro's arm falling on the top of my head. "This is my husband." "Is this what you would call, the cat inside the bag?" I giggle at her confusion, "It's cat outside of the bag, but yes Ziva."

3rd person

Y/N's team was shocked beyond belief, there were no words to describe the slap in the face they just received. While David's team was nonchalant and happy to meet their friends lover. "Pause, explain." Dinozzo was pissed that he couldn't tell what was happening, he thought he was good at figuring out these things. "Jethro's first wife was my sister. And when you generated what our child would looked like, it looked exactly like my niece." This sentence seemed to catch the attention of someone on David's teams. "You have an offspring generator? That is that accurate?" Garcia was beyond excited and it was obvious by the smile on her face and the inability to sit still. Y/N and Gibbs could see the similarities between Garcia and Abby, the similarities between them and Kelly… if only she was able to grow up like normal.

Y/N took a seat on Dinozzo's desk, staring at the interaction between the two groups. "I think this also means they owe us, don't they Jethro?" There was a smirk on her face and humor in her voice that even David team couldn't help but smile at. "Wait wait… so you knew what we were doing this whole time and you didn't say anything?" All Y/N could so was shrug at Palmer's question. The situation was quickly ignored as everyone brought up different conversations. The teams even started to split and find their look alike on the other team, Spencer and McGee drifted together, the same for Dinozzo and Morgan. Abby and Garcia were practically best friends while Ziva was struggling to keep up with JJ and Prentiss. Aaron actually had something to discuss with Director Vance so headed up to his office, passing David headed towards Y/N and Gibbs.

Surprisingly, the two had never met. Gibbs was unable to go to her wedding because he was newly deployed on his second tour. So Y/N decided it was time for proper introductions. "Real husband, work husband. Work husband, real husband." Her words came out slow as he hand drifted between the two men, she was still sat on Tony's desk. There was hen out of no where the 3 of you start laughing. "I see it." The two spoke at the same time, giving Abby a little peace of mind that her theory on Y/N's husband might not be as far off as she thought.

"Absence makes the heart grow fonder." His words were random yet directed. "I guess it really does." The couple shared a kiss that was nothing less than passion and affection. Staring into each other's eyes, David and Y/N knew that this was the life they were meant to live, no ex-wives or co-workers was going to change that.

BONUS:

Dinozzo: "So are we going to tell them they won $600?"

Y/N: "I heard that Dinozzo."

Dinozzo: "Sorry boss I mean Y/N, uh… you and your husband are very cute."

Y/N: "I'll pick up my half on Monday."

Since that day everything ran smoothly, moving in, proposal, marriage, and ultimately 3 kids, two boys and a girl. A set of twins shortly before David retired and one boy after. The moment David found out you were having twins, he knew something had to give. Both of you couldn't be gone, so he decided to retire and focus on his writing. You remained in the BAU but you focused on finding cases, occasionally going out in the field if it called for it, you were the first Communications Liaison.

David had been retired for 2 years when you decided this wasn't going to work. Leaving the state for days at a time with no guarantee when you'll be home. You had looked into multiple options for where you could work, you looked into intelligence... too top secret, linguistics... that also involved random travel with no guarantees. So you looked into moving agency's, until you found the perfect one, and your brother just so happened to work there.

So now that everything was settled, all you had to do was wait for David to get home from his third book signing this month.

1st Person

I was sat on the couch, when David came through the door, he had a late book signing and an interview with a local news article. It was around midnight, the kids had been placed down about 3 hours ago and I was watching reruns of I Love Lucy. When I heard the door shut it didn't take long for my husband to appear in the doorway. "How was it?" A smile graced my lips from the sight of my husband. "Long, what are you still doing up?" He strolls over to the couch, taking a seat beside me and laying an arm across the back of the leather sofa. I lean into his touch, thinking about my answer. "Some late research. I think I want to change agency's." I guess I caught him off guard because he was silent... which is odd for an Italian (or at least him) it really is. "And go where?" It took him a moment to say anything, his voice laced with confusion, wanting to ask why. "NCIS. I know someone who works there and I can't do these long trips anymore. When I came in the house, Angel and Anthony asked me if I was going to leave again. How do I explain to our 4 year olds that I'm not doing this on purpose?" I could feel myself about to cry, and in all honesty Dave was the only one I let see me like this. "I never thought I would miss you this much, I can barely sleep. And I talked to Jason about it, he said that's fine because the BAU is getting more funding." When I look up he had a small smile on his face, he leans in... kissing my forehead before standing up, a hand reached out to me. "Come on Mi amor. I'll make us dinner, get you to bed, and we'll get your transfer papers through tomorrow.” And that is exactly what we did, I don't know what I did in a past life to deserve this but David Rossi is the best thing to ever happen to me.

3rd Person

The short blonde woman stepped into building like she already owned the place. She was dressed head to toe in black, though she gave off everything but depressed vibes. She had a black cable knit sweater on with black dress pants that fit perfectly. While the woman was entering the building, there was a slight discussion going on upstairs.

The team sat in a make shift circle in Abby's lab. All of them were genuinely curious about their new co-worker. 'Them' being Ziva David, Timothy McGee, Anthony Dinozzo, Abby Sciuto, Jimmy Palmer, Donald "Ducky" Mallard, and even Jethro Gibbs decided to join the party after a very convincing (beg) talk from Abby. Gibbs was about to enter the room, when he caught the tail end of the conversation. "So literally no one knows who they are?" Dinozzo was nervous partially because new meant change and that has proven to be a difficult subject. "Nope, I tried to look for their file but I'm not cleared. Ziva tried too, not high enough clearance." McGee was actually happy, someone new on the team meant that Dinozzo would finally leave the teasing alone. Ziva furrowed her eyebrows. "I heard one thing." Everyone turned towards Abby, curious to what she knew. "They got transferred from the FBI. Or at least that's what I heard." This shocked everyone, the FBI hates NCIS so who would actually choose to transfer. "Do you think Gibbs knows who it is?" In that moment Gibbs walked through the door, putting all those facing Tony into an awkward silence. "He's right behind me, isn't he?" All of then nodded, terrified of their boss… well more like a fearful respect than terrifying. Before anyone could say anything, a voice came from behind him, “Don’t you get tired of doing that?” Everyone turned to the woman now standing in the door. No one knew who she was, well… almost everyone didn’t know who she was. “Uh, who are you?” Mcgee broke the silence that filled to room, the woman was still smiling, not looking at anyone but the back of the man in front of her. As she took a step away from the door, Gibbs turned around, recognizing the voice.

1st person

I could see Jethro turn around slowly, our eyes locked and only I could see the smirk that found home on his face. I looked around him to see the confusion still apparent on the other agents faces. "Me? My name is Y/N Fielding. The FBI transfer." If I learned anything from Jethro it was his ability to sneak into a room without being seen or heard. The boys mouths hung open and the girls had two different reactions. The one with pigtails had wide eyes, I guess she wasn't used to being caught. Finally, there was a girl with black hair but it was slightly wavy. She was indifferent to my appearance. I turned back to Jethro soon enough to see him straighten his face, "Who authorized your transfer?" I looked to the left, pretending to recall who signed the paper. "I think that would be Jason Gideon and Jennifer Shepherd." I look up at him, stonewalling for those behind him. I pull my transfer file from behind my back and hand them to him. "I'm you new senior field agent. I look forward to working with you Agent Gibbs." I smile as he opens the file, I know he isn't actually reading it but it is good acting if I didn't know that already. "You." He pointed to me, looking up from the file. "Come with me. The rest of you go back to your desks." With that, he walks away. I turn back to his team, waving slightly before trailing behind him. When we get to the elevator and the doors shut he flicks switch and the lights within the elevator began to flicker. "When were you planning on telling me." I tilt my head side to side slowly, looking towards the ceiling. "Actually, this was the plan. I really thought Jenny would tell you." He lets out a sharp sigh before flicking the switch back on. I have a feeling this is going to be a very interesting work environment.

3rd Person

4 years later and well…. Y/N was right. Dinozzo had lost all his senior field agent privileges, he couldn't tell Ziva or McGee to do anything anymore and they were loving it. She was nice, smart, she worked well, and she was never wrong. She was a nicer version of Gibbs, like what isn't to like about this. It had gotten to the point that they were too compatible, the whole team shipped the two together. Even Jenny thought they were dating when they first met. Y/N and Gibbs even walked in on Abby and McGee placing their faces in a future child generator that same day Y/N left work early and Gibbs was in a mood until the case ended.

Despite this strange encounter, Abby continued to call each of them husband and wife. It had gotten to the point she started saying it to their faces, every time they walked in together, she greeted them with the nicknames. This time, when they walked in, their faces were on the screen again, a generated picture of a baby in the center. They saw the photo before Abby could take it away. "I am so sorry.. I was just showing Dinozzo and Ziva…" The two didn't say anything, but a smile was on Y/N's face. Before Y/N could tell her she was fine, or Gibbs could ask about the case, Dinozzo spoke still trying to clear the air. "I mean she would be hot, I'd hit." He was laughing, everyone else was simply staring. Gibbs was glaring at him, which wasn't odd, but the weird thing was the smile on Y/N's face disappeared completely. Gibbs moved to head smack him, but before he could Y/N swept Tony's feet from under him. Before his face hit the floor, he caught himself, yet Y/N still knelt on his back, keeping him unable to get up. "She's cute Abby. Do you think you could age her up a bit. To like 19." The shock on everyones face stuck when Y/N went back to smiling. Abby quickly did what she was told, amazed by the abilities she witnessed. When the picture popped up, Y/N was almost brought to tears. The girl was gorgeous, this wasn't the shocking part though. The shocking part was the expression Gibbs wore, he was actually smiling. A genuine smile. "Hey, Abs. Send this to me okay." The girl nodded, it was aggressive and her hair was flying all over the place. Y/N got up off Dinozzo looking at the screen in closer detail, before turning back to look at Gibbs. They were both thinking the same thing and his eyes shifted to Abby, in that moment Y/N finally understood the attachment he had to Abby.

This simple gesture made everyone even more suspicious about the nature of their relationship. The 4 even started a pool. Dinozzo thought they were sleeping together, Ziva thought Y/N was ex-wife number 4 and they had a child who died, Abby thought they were married with children, McGee simply thought they were dating and she was pregnant. It got to the point that Ducky and Palmer decided to join in. Palmer agreed with Abby while Ducky thought McGee seemed really close to the truth. What they didn't know was that Gibbs and Y/N knew about the pool, in fact they were stood in the door while the discussion was taking place. "What if we're all wrong?" Okay, now that caught Y/N off guard, she didn't expect someone to say they could all be wrong, let alone Abby. "We just get our money back." Now Dinozzo didn't shock Y/N, he was expected. "What if we give the money to Gibbs and Y/N. They tricked all of us so technically they win." At that statement everyone agreed, some more confident than others. The two then walked away, the other 6 unaware of Gibbs and Y/N in the first place.

It has now been two weeks since that conversation, every party has attempted in someway to get Gibbs and Y/N to give up information without telling them exactly. By Gibbs and Y/N, it was just Y/N that got asked. Abby pointed out the ring on Y/N's finger, McGee said she was glowing, Dinozzo pointed out every time she was late or when the two would disappear into the elevator; Ziva was more of a silent stalker, she noticed every time Gibbs and Y/N interacted awkwardly or when a child case was brought up two the two seemed to take this one to heart. No one was willing to give up, everyone thought they were right. This was getting really tiring so everyone decided to stop beating around the bush and just ask…. Y/N that is.

1st Person

Today had been a relatively slow day, the boys were at a sexual harassment seminar so Abby was keeping Ziva and me company. "It has been 2 hours, ours only lasted 30 minutes." I couldn't help but complain, I finished all my paper work and to be frank, no one had turned up dead. "Awww... do you miss Gibbs?" Literally the entire floor could hear Abby's teasing, and they all partake when Jethro isn't listening. "Nope, I miss Tony's terrible innuendos." As soon as I said that I heard the foot steps approaching. "You don't miss me." I could hear the smirk growing on his face as Jethro and Dinozzo walked towards the bullpen. "You mean the same person who made me rewrite an entire report?" I turn in my chair to face Jethro's desk as he takes a seat on the table. "It was sloppy." All I could do was stare at him, knowing damn well that was a lie. "I did not spend 3 years learning calligraphy for you to call my work sloppy. I have the best handwriting on the team. You're just mad it was too small for you to read without squinting." I couldn't help but laugh, and I could tell he wanted to as well by the smirk that turned into a smile. Today marks the first year of David's return to work, and the cold bed was starting to kick in again, but this time it wasn't so lonely anymore. The kids sneak into my room when they can, and David calls every night. I could tell today was going to be a good day, especially when my phone rang and my husband's name popped up. His name remained as David in case my phone was ever stolen, so I could feel the looks from the girls in front of me. They were all close enough to read the name on my phone since it was sat face on the desk.

When I picked up the call, I ignore the looks from the girls and answered as if it was a normal professional call. "Agent Fielding speaking." I could hear him laughing on the other end. "Hey baby, are they that close?" I try not to smile, because now everyone was looking at me. "That sounds about right. I believe more than one actually." I can hear chatter in the background, so I start to assume he's at work. "I know you’re working, but can I come over because I miss seeing your face?" I can't help but smile, ok so maybe the loneliness was more than I could every expect. "You never have to ask." He wasn't speaking but I knew he was smiling on the other end. "I'll be there in about 2 hours." I was so distracted that I forgot about the people around me, that was until I locked eyes with Dinozzo. "Alright." I shake my head back and forth, I can literally see the curiosity in the eyes of the team. "I love you. Mi Amor" His tone was different this time, he was honest and I could tell that the distance was effecting him just as much. "You know I do." And with that he hung up the phone. Everyone was still staring at me, I can tell Tony is about to ask but I prolong this a little longer. "Jethro, do you wanna get coffee?" This was the first I said his name at work, and to be honest it was kind of out of instinct. Yet, all he did was nod his head before following me to the elevator. The team was now beyond shocked, this day is going way better than expected.

3rd person- With the BAU

"So, when do we get to meet her?" As the call cut, an unexpected voice broke the silence that filled David's office. The voice came from Hotchner, Rossi's close friend and boss. "Soon." The response was curt, it's not that David didn't want her to meet them. It's just that when ever they were going to plan something, a case came up on either end. "She works at NCIS right?" The moment that left Aaron's mouth, David knew exactly where this was going. "Yes… yes she does Aaron." The older male was obviously suspicious, so his bosses next words were expecting because he had done it before. "So I think the whole team needs to head down for a case we had a while ago." There was a legitimate smile on Aaron's face, one so genuine that David couldn't even be mad at his friend. "Do you, want to go see my wife?" He spoke slow, saying each and every word with emphasis. The only response he received was an equally as slow and emphasized head nod. "God Aaron. Sure."

"Pack up, we are taking a trip to the NCIS naval base in Quantico." Aarons voice boomed over the bullpen, gaining the attention of his team as well as everyone else sat at their desks. There was a confusion looming over the area, JJ was the first to speak up about it. "I didn't get anything about a case…" "No case, no consultation. This is a friendly visit, we are going to see Agent Y/N Rossi. Consider this the beginning of your weekend." Aaron spoke quieter, a bag in hand, as he neared the group of desks his agents occupied, David trailing behind also carrying his regular to-go bag. "Wait, so we actually get to meet the Mrs. Rossi." David was cautious of the teams reaction, but by Dereks response and the rest of the teams easiness to the situation his nerves calmed on their own. Unconsciously, the couple had the same thought, today is going to be a good day.

There were 3 groups:

David drove; in his car was just Aaron.

Following directly behind him was Derek, in the car with Penelope and Spencer.

In the final car, Emily drove with JJ in the passenger seat.

No one had any complaints, apart from Derek. He had to deal with the excessive knowledge and facts of NCIS and their origins. By the time they arrived, he was ready to kill Spencer, his audio tapes, and the 60 books he carries. The 3 groups connected back together at the entrance of the federal building. "I swear, if I have to hear one more damn page turn. I am going to snap." Everyone laughed at the statement, everyone but Reid. While conversing, they walked through the building with ease, flashing their FBI badges at the very entrance. They were motioned to the 4th floor, apparently that is where the directors office is. When the elevators doors opened, they were met with a bullpen similar to their own.

1st person- 5 minutes ago

Jethro just got back 10 minutes ago, and as soon as we walked out the elevator, Dinozzo began speculating. "How was the coffee?" He was smirking stupidly, leaning onto Ziva's desk. I blink at him a few times before responding, "It was good, would you like to try?" I hold up my coffee cup, a smile plastered on. "Nope, that seems like an intimate thing." "Getting coffee?" Ziva responded to his stupidity before I had the chance, yet for some reason he still thought he was correct. I roll my eyes taking a seat at my desk. "Gibbs, can you look at this for me? The director wants it on his desk by Monday and I don't exactly want to do work over the weekend." For the first time I wasn't playing into their little bet, I was genuine on my motive. He trudged next to me, leaning over to read the words typed on the screen. "Yeah, just put your name on it. You've been doing that forever." I sigh from his words, something so simple could have been very bad if I actually turned it in. I typed my name and he checked it over once again before giving me a nod, heading back to his desk. When I looked back up after sending the email, Ziva, Tony, and McGee were all staring at me. Soon, the elevator doors opened and out walked Ducky, Palmer, and Abby. "Hey, Y/N?" Abby's voice reached my ears soon after the doors closed. "Yes Abs?"

"Are you married?"

"Yes."

That was only half of the conversation, it was cut off by McGee. "You were actually wrong Tony," There was a short laugh and a groan from Tony before Abby continued.

"Do you have children?"

"Mhm."

The next voice to cut Abby off was Tony, "Ha! You were wrong too Probie." He was laughing a lot harder, I guess he's fine he lost money if it doesn't go to Tim. "So Palmer and Abby won?" McGee was cut off by Abby, "Not yet."

"Is Fielding your married name?

"No."

"So it's your maiden name?"

"Yes."

My responses were simple and short, she didn't ask who I was married to so why explain more than I have to. "Now I won." Her smile was too cute to even attempt to crush, I had no intention to… until the elevator doors slid open and out walked agents in formal attire. I was confused until I saw David exit the metal box. The group walked to the small area we had in the bullpen. "Hello, I am Aaron Hotchner. FBI, and we are looking for Agent Y/N Fielding." I could see the team tense up at the mention of my name, they had yet to see me in the corner since Tony was placed in front of me. I stand up slowly, giving them full view of me. David steps forward, and began introducing his team to my own. "This is Derek Morgan, Aaron Hotchner, Jennifer Jareau, Emily Prentiss, Dr. Spencer Reid, Penelope Garcia, and I am David Rossi." He pointed to each member of his team as their words left his mouth before pointing to me. "This is Y/N, my-" The boy he called Spencer cut him off before he could state the nature of our relationship. "You are one of the founders of the BAU. You are a legend, the first communications liaison. Though at the time it was known as the Relations Mediator (I just came up with something)" The boy went on to ramble on about random FBI and NCIS fact I honestly didn't know. "Reid, we can talk about this later. Let me introduce my team." I turned to see the confusion on everyone's faces, all except Jethro. "This is Anthony Dinozzo- our senior field agent, Ziva David- a former Mossad agent, Timothy McGee- our technical genius, Ducky Mallard- our medical examiner, Jimmy Palmer- assistant medical examiner, Abby Sciuto- our forensics scientist. Oh and Leroy Jethro Gibbs." I pause when he smacks me on the back of the head for saying his full name, making me laugh slightly. "My brother-in-law and boss. This is David. My husband." There were various greetings from those across from me, but behind me was relatively quiet. " Can you repeat that again?" I turned around at the sound of Ziva's voice, Jethro's arm falling on the top of my head. "This is my husband." "Is this what you would call, the cat inside the bag?" I giggle at her confusion, "It's cat outside of the bag, but yes Ziva."

3rd person

Y/N's team was shocked beyond belief, there were no words to describe the slap in the face they just received. While David's team was nonchalant and happy to meet their friends lover. "Pause, explain." Dinozzo was pissed that he couldn't tell what was happening, he thought he was good at figuring out these things. "Jethro's first wife was my sister. And when you generated what our child would looked like, it looked exactly like my niece." This sentence seemed to catch the attention of someone on David's teams. "You have an offspring generator? That is that accurate?" Garcia was beyond excited and it was obvious by the smile on her face and the inability to sit still. Y/N and Gibbs could see the similarities between Garcia and Abby, the similarities between them and Kelly… if only she was able to grow up like normal.

Y/N took a seat on Dinozzo's desk, staring at the interaction between the two groups. "I think this also means they owe us, don't they Jethro?" There was a smirk on her face and humor in her voice that even David team couldn't help but smile at. "Wait wait… so you knew what we were doing this whole time and you didn't say anything?" All Y/N could so was shrug at Palmer's question. The situation was quickly ignored as everyone brought up different conversations. The teams even started to split and find their look alike on the other team, Spencer and McGee drifted together, the same for Dinozzo and Morgan. Abby and Garcia were practically best friends while Ziva was struggling to keep up with JJ and Prentiss. Aaron actually had something to discuss with Director Vance so headed up to his office, passing David headed towards Y/N and Gibbs.

Surprisingly, the two had never met. Gibbs was unable to go to her wedding because he was newly deployed on his second tour. So Y/N decided it was time for proper introductions. "Real husband, work husband. Work husband, real husband." Her words came out slow as he hand drifted between the two men, she was still sat on Tony's desk. There was hen out of no where the 3 of you start laughing. "I see it." The two spoke at the same time, giving Abby a little peace of mind that her theory on Y/N's husband might not be as far off as she thought.

"Absence makes the heart grow fonder." His words were random yet directed. "I guess it really does." The couple shared a kiss that was nothing less than passion and affection. Staring into each other's eyes, David and Y/N knew that this was the life they were meant to live, no ex-wives or co-workers was going to change that.

BONUS:

Dinozzo: "So are we going to tell them they won $600?"

Y/N: "I heard that Dinozzo."

Dinozzo: "Sorry boss I mean Y/N, uh… you and your husband are very cute."

Y/N: "I'll pick up my half on Monday."

The first to chime in was Kirishima with his natural supportive attitude. "You write music, that's so cool dude." The boy was smile, his fists placed together, he only stopped when Bakugou pushed his arms because he was in his space. "Can we hear it?" The next voice kinda shocked him, he didn't expect anyone to ask. So when Momo spoke up it startled him. "I... um don't sing." He was lying, but no one has to know that. "But isn't that literally your quirk..." And it honestly, the pain was to ignore Kaminari's question as a whole… that proved less than fruitful.

"Please Y/N, just this one. Then we can go back to studying." When Jirou started to speak, his entire body went into overdrive. He couldn't help but look down at his feet. "Umm.... sure. Just one. Tomorrow." He had literally fallen for the girl, and she asked so nicely, he couldn't say no. But he also needed to prepare, if he sang now he'd probably die of anxiety. There were few groans of disappointment, but everyone quickly agreed.

That night, Y/N texted his dad asking if could use the first or last 5 minutes of his class time to show the class his new song. He explained the whole situation, even the crush and Present Mic couldn't say no. Y/N was barely able to sleep with the anxiety coursing through him.

That morning everyone ate breakfast together as usual. This time the topic was Y/N's so called performance. But the boy was too busy wondering how he was going to get through this day without crying. He almost failed to notice the fact that Jirou was talking to him. "Hey , you don't have to do the performance. I know you're shy." All he could do was stare for a moment, she was speaking to him.... again... and she's paid attention to him. "Um, no it's fine. I just realized all of my instruments are at my dad's." Y/N let out an awkward chuckle, as he rubbed the back of his neck. This performance seemed like a really good idea when Jirou asked, but he really didn't think this whole thing through. The girl took a seat on the stool across from him, placing her bowl on the counter. "What do you play? I could let you borrow one of mine." As a musician, he knew just how expensive instruments are... and he also knew how protective musicians are. "Uh, I can play anything really. But the song was made for guitar." Jirou looked truly interested in what Y/N had to say. "Like acoustic or electric?" For the first time, they were having a conversation about something they both liked and not school related. "Acoustic, it's kind of slow." This made the boy blush, but he had to remember the girl was taken. No song in the world would be good enough to get a man out of the friend zone. "I saw a few of the lyrics, so it has to be about someone. Right?" At this moment, Jirou sounded like Mina, a true match maker. "Yeah..." you. As much as he wanted to flat out tell her at that moment, his body malfunctioned and he couldn't speak. "I'll see you in class. Bye Yamada. You'll do great." He was only able to give a small bye before the girl walked away, leaving him in the kitchen with the other half of his class. After that short conversation, the young Yamada had more confidence than he knew what do with. That was until he entered his Homeroom, at that moment he knew why he stopped asking his father for favors. All the desks had been removed, so had Aizawa's desk. Instead there was a drum set and electric guitar with Bakugou and Kirishima behind the instruments. All of his classmates were sat on the floor in no particular order. "I asked for one simple favor.... and he gave me a band... never again." Y/N could help but mumble to himself, he was so embarrassed. "I'm am sorry for being late, I had to go back to my dorm." The last to enter was Jirou as she squeezed into the class, slight disappointment on her face when she saw the expensive instruments. "Oh, I guess you don't need this then." She was about to place your acoustic guitar against the wall when Y/N stopped her. "NO! I mean, uh.. um...these instruments won't work. I'd appreciate it if I can use yours...." It took every last bit of confidence for Y/N to ask her, it had him questioning this entire thing. With a smile, Jirou handed Y/N the guitar and took a seat beside Momo. "Um... you can sit down. It isn't really that type of song. Acoustic is fine." Y/N finally addressed Bakugou and Kirishima behind the instruments, before turning to his father as the students took a seat. "I asked for a simple favor, 5 minutes. Where did the instruments even come from dad?" He wasn't pissed, Y/N was embarrassed as he whispered to his father and Aizawa seeing as he was standing there. "I told you Hizashi, Y/N isn't you. Now I'm going back to sleep, they are your problem for the next..." Aizawa took a quick look at his watch with a bored expression and his normal monotone voice. "Two hours" with that the man was back in his sleeping bag, quick to fall asleep. Y/N turned back to his father. It wasn't hard to see he was anxious, but Hizashi gripped his sons shoulder and smiled. "I'm sorry kiddo. The instruments are yours, they were supposed to be going to your dorm for you. Then you texted me and I made a slight detour." Y/N couldn't be mad, because his dad did mean well and he got new instruments. Though before he could respond, the class puppy spoke up. "Are we gonna have a performance or not Yamada?"

Bakugou's tone was relatively softer than usual but still as harsh and rough as ever. Y/N looked at Jirou, she was smiling at him... at least it looked like she was. He was going to play it off as just a fluke until she turned back to Momo but not before mouthing to him. Those 3 words shocked him, and it was the final boost of confidence he needed. "Yeah, you are." Hizashi let out a piercing 'oh yeah' before taking a seat next to Aizawa. He was still nervous so he carefully grabbed a seat from the edge of the room and took a seat in front of the instruments, the guitar carefully placed on his lap. "Um, well I wrote this last month. And never thought I'd perform it." Y/N was hesitant on if he wanted to reveal the name of the song or not, but decided there was no point in hiding it. "It's called "Can I Be Him." Slight whispers could be heard from the suggestive name. But immediately quieted down when he started strumming the strings of the guitar.

"You walked into the room and now my heart has been stolen. You took me back in time to when I was unbroken. Now you're all I want." Y/N was extremely nervous, so his voice started off slightly shaky. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't curious what everyone was thinking, but he couldn't look up.

"And I knew it from the very first moment. 'Cause a light came on when I heard that song and I want you to sing it again." As the beat picked up so did his Confidence, that was lost within the music. When he finally looked up, Y/N was met with a sea of smiling faces. The entire Bakusquad besides Bakugou, was humming along. The melody was simple and not hard to pick up.

"I swear that every word you sing, you wrote them for me. Like it was a private show, I know you never saw me" Y/N started having flashbacks to 1-A's performance. He was injured during the battle against Overhaul so he was stood in crowd, Eri placed on his shoulders so she could see better. Yet none of this mattered when he saw Jirou up on that stage. The way the lights hit her frame perfectly, or the outfit that she wore despite the fact that it was the same as everyone else. But her voice, to Y/N it was one of the best sounds on earth.

"When the lights come on and I'm on my own. Will you be there to sing it again? Could I be the one you talk about in all your stories" The entire class used to have frequent study sessions in the common area. Iida and Momo would schedule them before tests. Somehow during every one, Jirou managed to either sit next to Y/N or across from the poor boy. He always chalked this down to the fact that one of the girls were always next to her. But what Y/N didn't realize was that Jirou was always the first to sit and the other girls would fill in the empty spaces. Y/N pulled himself from his thoughts when he noticed he had been staring at Jirou the entire time, but he let the music take him and his gaze shifted over to the Bakusquad. Specifically the house 'genius' Denki Kaminari.

"Can I be him?" Those words stung for him to sing. The pain was obvious, at least it was to those paying close attention. Which was only 4 of the 20 other students.

"I heard there was someone but I know he don't deserve you. If you were mine I'd never let anyone hurt you, no, no. I wanna dry those tears, kiss those lips. It's all that I've been thinking about." Y/N's thoughts were flooded with images of Kaminari and Jirou. Images that originally casted him as the main character.

" 'Cause a light came on when I heard that song and I want you to sing it again. I swear that every word you sing, you wrote them for me. Like it was a private show, but I know you never saw me. When the lights come on and I'm on my own. Will you be there to sing it again? Could I be the one you talk about in all your stories?" His sadness was now replaced with anger as he sang the chorus louder. Y/N has had a crush on Jirou since their second year of middle school and he let someone else take her heart.

"Can I be the one? Can I be the one? Can I be the one? Oh, can I, can I be him? Won't you sing it again? Oh, when you sing it again. Can I be him? Oh, sing it again, yeah. Oh, when you sing it again. Can I be him?" The beat slowed down as he looked back around the class, there was amazement on their faces. Before the beat could pick back up, Y/N placed the guitar face up on his lap, prepared for the last part to be acapella.

"I swear that every word you sang, you wrote 'em for me. Like it was a private show, but I know you never saw me." Everyone was shocked by the power in his voice. This wasn't the shy boy anymore, Y/N was different. He was finally showing the true him, what he's like when he gets lost in the music.

"When the lights come on and I'm on my own will you be there, will you be there? Can I be the one you talk about in all your stories" Y/N knew he loved Jirou before the concert... but after the concert. She shined like diamonds in the sun, and to be frank Y/N didn't believe that Kaminari would let her shine completely.

"Can I be him?" As the words left his mouth Y/N looked back down at Jirou's guitar. It was covered in stickers and random doodles, it represented her personality. A little childish but able to make beautiful music if you allow it to. What pulled Y/N out of his thoughts were the cheers from his classmates. "That was amazing Yamada." Momo was the first to speak, her words of encouragement like a mother proud of her child. "It was good or whatever." "See even Bakubro complimented you." Bakugou and Kirishima followed suit, shocking half the class by Bakugou's compliment. Y/N rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Thank you." His words were quick as the high was wearing off. Hizashi and Aizawa sat quietly the entire class. "That was good Y/N." Aizawa's voice was raspy, and it wasn't the first time he'd heard Y/N sing. So he received a small nod and a smile from the boy. "That was amazing little listener. And because it was so good, you all have 'study hall' for the next hour and a half. Do what you want but don't be too loud." With a quick wink, Hizashi hugged his son and set off towards the teachers lounge. Before he could leave his name was called. "Dad. Can we leave? To like.... go to the bathroom and stuff?" Y/N meant something else, but didn't want to make light of it in front of the whole class. "Of course, just don't stay in the hallway for too long." No one had the chance to say anything if they wanted to because the next moment, Present Mic was gone.

Before anyone could acknowledge Y/N standing there he left the room. He did not want to stick around for when the girls began berating him about who the song was about. As he walked the empty halls towards his locker, Y/N thought he was alone, so he began singing. "If I could tell her. How she's everything to me." The plan was to go to the library, ignore everything that happened until he was forced to face it. This led to a quick stop by his locker. "And how do you say I love you? I love you. I love you. I love you" He wasn't loud and he knew no one could hear him, so when he could hear clapping coming from behind him he was terrified to see who just heard him. What if they hated it and they're making fun of him, what if they recorded it and post it to youtube, there were too many variables… until he heard her voice. "Dear Evan Hansen right?"

"It's my favorite."

"Uh… I know… I mean um…"

"My dorm is above yours… you play it a lot."

"Sorry, I just really like the play."

"You know, you remind me of Evan, in a good way."

"I-I do?"

"Yeah, you don't have a whole lot of confidence but you are remarkable."

Hearing the love of his life say this almost stopped his heartbeat all together.

"So, who's the song about?" As she leaned on the locker beside his, the smile remained on her face. She could see the photos placed on the wall of the metal container. One was of Y/N and his dad, another was just his mom who died 6 years ago, and the final one was everyone at the school festival. When the silence remained, Jirou began naming people in the photo. "Is it Momo? Or Mina? Or Hagakure? Well I think she's taken. Or-" Before Jirou could guess anyone else, Y/N cut her off. "Do you.. or um.. does anyone in our class date? Besides Ojirou and Hagakure." It took the girl a minute to answer his question, "I honestly don't know. Mina is the one to ask for that one. I wanna say that Deku and Uraraka are dating, but they both blush really easily so they might not." The way she looked down and bit her lip while thinking of an answer made Y/N lose focus. When, Jirou looked back up, he was still staring at her lips. At that moment it clicked and everything started to make sense. Resulting in a light scoff to escape the girls lips, "God, I feel like Kaminari or Todoroki." The mention of the blonds name made Y/N come back to reality, his mood dropping instantly. This was evident from the pout that now donned his lips. Yet, Jirou was too distracted by her realization, "I should have known. The glances, the stuttering, the blushing. But, you're shy, but you aren't Deku… god." The girl finally looked at the expression the boy wore, this made her heart ache. "I don't know what you're talking about." Jirou sighed, trying to phrase this as best as she can. "I know you like me Yamada, and-" In that moment, all the color drained from Y/N's face. "I.. I.. I don't-" He cut himself off by slamming his locker shut, his hand still placed inside. Now Jirou had a different priority, no one said a thing as she took his hand inside her own. Examining the bruising and aching limb. "Does it hurt?" He shook his head, "This is nothing compared to karaoke night at my house." The joke lightened the entire mood, but also brought Jirou back to what she was saying. "I know you like me Y/N…" Time seemed to slow down when she said his name… " I'm telling you I know because, I like you too." The statement forced all the air from Y/N's body, there he stood originally running from the attention. But now his crush was confessing to him. "I'll let you process it, I'll be back in the classroom." With that, she walked away, leaving Y/N alone with his thoughts. What he hadn't missed was the look of sadness on the girls face before she walked back down the hall. There was a possibility she was wrong, she knew this, but she also had hope that maybe Y/N would like her… even just a little bit. Before he could react, Jirou was entering the giant door titled 1-A. All his sanity went out the window, somehow this shy boy was not so shy anymore.

In the rush he accidentally slammed the door open, all eyes drawn to his figure. Everyone immediately started talking to him about the performance, but to him their voices were muffled. "Jirou, I'm sorry I didn't answer.. I was… um…" In that moment, all the voices flooded back into his head. The anxiety worse than it had ever been. "Um.." His gaze shifted to the floor, so he took a deep breath. Counted to ten and looked back up at the girl. I like you, I have since the USJ attack. It's like-- like…" He was trying to rack his brain for a simile that made sense. "You remind me of Zoe, you always know what to do and I always seem to notice the little things you do." My outburst shocked the entire class, making them fall silent. "The reason I didn't answer is because I thought you and Kaminari were dating. At least that's what he told me." In that moment, there were 5 reactions from the class.

The first was from the Bakusquad, Bakugou, Sero, Mina, and Kirishima were dying laughing at Kaminari's stupidity and his obliviousness.

The second was from the rest of the boys in the class, except Kaminari. They were all too shocked to actually say anything. They knew he was dumb, but they didn't think it was that bad.

The third was the rest of the girls in classroom, they were laughing way harder than the Bakusquad. This was because they had various sleepovers and girl talks where Jirou and Y/N were main discussion.

The fourth came from Kaminari, all the color began to drain from his face slowly. Inside his head, this song played on loop. "Oh no, oh no, oh no…"

The final reaction was from the girl herself… Jirou. She was happy that her feelings had been returned but then she heard the name, Denki Kaminari. She threw up in her mouth at the thought of her and Denki together. Then the next words reached her ears and her expression became pissed, it was almost like out of a horror movie, the way her head slowly turned to Kaminari.

If the boy wasn't always pale, he would have been now. No words were exchanged yet there was a whole conversation between the two of them. What broke the silence was Kaminari's foot steps take off towards the door in the back of the classroom. Jirou was about to make off after him, but she was stopped by Y/N. He grabbed her arm, turning her back into his body. Their lips locked and sparks seemed to fly between the two. When they separated, all the anger Jirou felt was gone. The class was wooing and cheering for the two, and out of it, there was a clap from behind Y/N. When he turned around, Aizawa now stood, a smirk on his face.

"Hizashi is going to be mad." Y/N laughed slightly for the first time in a long time in front of his friends. "I know." Everyone was confused by the interaction between the adult and child. Present Mic never gets mad, so there was no way this was true. Then out of the silence, a voice came from the hall. "Y/N M/N YAMADA. YOU JUST CONFESSED AND DIDN'T WAIT FOR ME." No one could hold back from laughing, not even Y/N, the moment was embarrassing. But for the first time since the beginning of the year, Y/N did feel so alone anymore.

Song

~~~ Second Person POV ~~~

You were young and had hope in humanity, until you (technically) caused an outbreak of fake love potions because someone couldn't keep their mouth shut. There were people forcing their crush to fall in love with them, 3 people literally were put in the hospital because someone used the potion incorrectly. This made life VERY inconvenient for Saiki, so he took the world back in time 4 months, before you even finished making the potion. This was the first day you met, he randomly appeared in your apartment as you were making the successful prototype of the love potion. He told you everything, reluctantly of course… this started a bond. Everyday Saiki would come to your lab, he said that he was making sure you didn’t ruin the world again. He would help you with potions and gathering materials, the two of you have been working together. You sell your potions and he insures that you don’t mess it up. It was perfect, you made enough money to keep your house and you bought him coffee jelly every day after work for helping. This turned into a regular thing even when you weren't working, growing closer... until the two of you gave into the romantic tension and started dating. It was smooth, you were both still in middle school but mature enough that your relationship seemed like you had been dating for years. You were both very reserved people, so you didn't have much PDA, only when you or Saiki would get jealous. You were gorgeous to say the least, so reading the minds of the men around you was a walking book of derogatives. To make matters worse, you were polite and oblivious, this didn't help when you accidentally spilled a potion on him. His powers wouldn't work on for 2 months. During this time you couldn’t help but notice the amount of girls swooning over him… since he was acting different, this honestly pissed you off. You were something else when you were jealous.

Everything had been fine, until you entered your second year of high school.... It introduced you to what you and Saiki like to call a full house.

~~~ Third Person POV ~~~

Y/N had three... Kaido, Toritsuka and Kuboyasu. Saiki had two... Teruhashi and Yumehara. This went on for years, or well… What Saiki and Y/N knew as years. It had been 4 years since the love potion outbreak, 9 if you include the multiple times Saiki had to reset the world. To be frank, she missed playing cupid, it made her happy seeing people fall in love. Saiki had 200 reasons to refute the idea, 99 of them were Teruhashi, 51 was Yumehara, the last 50 was the boys crushing on Y/N, but he loved seeing his girlfriend happy.... so to the lab they went.

There were 3 obvious flaws in her potion, 1. Misuse of her product. Too much would create a yandere, and this was not going to work. 2. You can't force people to love you, that's wrong.... and kinda illegal. And finally, 3. The creation of FAKE more expensive options.

If they could solve these three problems then she could sell love potions again. The last one was actually easy, seeing as Y/N is dating the most powerful being on the planet. As he did when he changed the DNA of all humanity, Saiki put it in everyone's mind that creating love potions would be a waste of time and resources. That checked number 3 off the list. Number 1 was actually easy as well, if she sold the potion in perfect percentages then there would be nothing to worry about, also she can place an invisible bar code on anyone that bought one... to insure no one buys too much. That checked number 1 off the list. Now to the hard part, number 2, Saiki couldn't show everyone who loved them, that would ruin the point AND break up a LOT of marriages. Then it clicked.... just change the potion recipe. As Y/N flipped through her spell book, she came across one called "love enhancer" it had the same effect as a love potion, except it only worked on those who already love/romantically like the person who ingests it.

The potion was very simple, when the mix is ingested you have 1 minute for the effects to kick in. If they are in love with the first person they look at then they will fall even deeper in love. If they aren’t in love then the potion will leave slight hormonal residue, though it is unrecognizable for normal humans.

Yet, there was one small problem with the potion. Because of Saiki’s powers it effected him differently, his powers forced him to fall in love with anyone he looked at. Though, Y/N genuinely left it alone because what are the odds that Saiki would actually drink it were 0 to none.

Like that, love potions were back on the menu. And Kaido, Toritsuka, Kuboyasu, Teruhashi and Yumehara all wanted a taste. The 5 all came to Y/N on different occasions. Looking for a love potion. It was the hot topic at PK Academy. The first to arrive was Toritsuka, Blatantly telling Y/N the potion was for her. It did not take long for Saiki to kick him out, literally. Kaido came the next day, wanted one for Y/N as well... though he didn't know he was talking to her. When Y/N told him that it would only work if she already liked him, he said the potion was because "I can't let dark reunion get their hands on this." Y/N felt bad that the boy had no faith in his abilities (he didn't stand a chance... but still. Have a little bit of faith), but she still sold it to him. Y/N was completely shocked the next day when Kuboyasu came in, he was blushing heavily like he was doing something dirty. "Let me guess, love potion." Y/N broke the silence, laughing to herself about his actions. He shook his head slightly before taking a seat, "Here. I know it's for Y/N L/N." His eyes widen at her response, but he thanked her nonetheless. Before selling him the product, she told him the rules, and he left accepting the terms. Everything was normal, until she saw Yumehara and Teruhashi in the same day. Each one there for a love potion, she wasn't oblivious, so she knew they were all for Saiki. Though, what they didn't know. Is that he was already taken, and he was well aware of all of their plans.

~~~ First Person POV ~~~

Yumehara made 5 different attempts to get Kusou to drink the potion. The both of us knew it wouldn’t work but we were also aware that the potion messes with a persons hormones. That is the last thing Kusou needs, the last time that happened… let’s just say he almost killed 3 different boys for simply talking to me, one was Toritsuka. That was a long night, apparently his mom accidentally gave him a testosterone booster. That just leads us to where we are today, choosing to stay inside instead of going out because our friends have a way of finding us no matter where we go.

Kusou and I had been cuddling for the past 2 hours, it was Sunday and I was on the last day of my period. Though, we would have cuddled even if I wasn’t. As we did normally, we were both silent, no music… no movie… no parents. Kusou had come over to my place to take care of me, that was 4 hours ago. As I laid on his chest my mind started to wonder.

I really missed selling love potions, sometimes people would come back telling me that it worked and thanking me. And then you had the skeptics, the ones that buy it hoping that it would work but it fails because well….. they didn’t love them back. Sometimes people just don’t wanna listen…. Speaking of people not wanting to listen. Teruhashi… and Yumehara I guess but she’s just a hopeless romantic. I’m genuinely curious what Kusou did to make them think he liked them. Yumehara moves on too quickly, so I’m not even worried about her. Teruhashi is the problem… she has to be fake, no-one is THAT perfect, I have to have a mind reading spell somewhere in that book. She’s so annoying, god, I’m really tired of Teruhashi. I just wonder what it would be like if we revealed our relationship… be open about my feelings.

“Me too.” His smooth voice caught me off guard, it wasn’t the first time I heard it. I mean I’m the only person he lets hear it after I said I liked how his voice sounds. But, it still amazes me. “Which part, Teruhashi or the relationship?” I looked up to him, resting my chin on his chest, his eyes were still closed, this was because he had taken his glasses off. “Both” I could see the smirk form on his face, this made me shake my head and sit up slightly. “And you just thought of something. So spill.” His eyelids lifted slightly, revealing his piercing violet eyes. His petrification (for reasons unknown to the both of us) has never worked on me. But I do know that he is terrified that one day, it will start working. The slight smirk on his face only seemed to grow, “You got anymore potions?”

The Next Day

It was now lunch and Kusou has yet to tell me what his idea was. “Still not going to” I rolled my eyes when his voice popped into my head. And I pestered, believe I pestered in the best way I know how. And, I’mma be honest… this idea is scaring me, he volunteered to sit with the full house…. Is my boyfriend crazy? “No, your boyfriend is a simp.” Yet again Kusou invaded my thoughts, this time he only confused me more. “Get outta my sandwich”

“……No” I couldn’t help but laugh out loud, pulling everyone’s attention to me. The girls were looking at me like I was crazy, the boys just looked curious as to why I was laughing. “I- um… was just…” I have no clue how I’m gonna get outta this one. “Has anyone bought one of those love potions from the new psychic place? It’s called Black Magic.” Literally everyone but Kusou and Nendo raised their hand. Why did I raise my hand, I don’t know… I mean I make them for god’s sake. I thought that maybe, just maybe everyone would be drawn to the fact that Teruhashi raised hers, but no such luck. “What? L/N you?” Kaido’s outburst made me blush… I almost blanked. “Yeah, well I was curious to see if it worked but I didn’t have anyone to try it on.” It must have been a good lie because all three boys started volunteering. “What about the rest of you? Did you have someone in mind when you bought it?” Literally my best decision in changing the subject, I do NOT need to have that conversation. In that moment, everyone got really silent… seeing as the reason they had bought it was sitting at the same table. “It’s supposed to smell like what the person likes the most, why don’t you test it Saiki?” Of course Teruhashi opened her perfectly big mouth. Good grief, did I literally just say that…. God he is wearing off on me. Anyway, I literally told her once the person smells it, they won’t be able to not drink it. That would have actually been smart. At least it’s Saiki, so like he won’t fall for it of course. “Sure.” I swear my eyes almost popped out of my head from my boyfriends answer. That was until his eyes shifted to me, he looked down at my pockets. It genuinely confused me until I heard the girls struggling to find their potions. He’s sneaky, and I love it.

I pulled one of my potions from my pocket and place it on the table. “You can smell mine.” I could feel the death glares from the other side of the table, dang if looks could kill. I watched as he casually picked up the bottle, and my anxiety spiked. “You don’t have to smell it. Just pretend” I know he heard me, yet he didn’t answer, simply looked at me before bringing the bottle to his nose. Time seemed to move in slow motion as he took a whiff. “Smells like… strawberries and magic.” His words brought me right back to reality. I expected him to say Coffee jelly, where did that come from… “You” Before I could react to his words, Kusou raised the bottle up to his lips and drank the entire potion. “Oh. My. God” In that moment, my mind started a countdown… one minute, starting now.

60… 59… 58… 57… 56… 55… 54… 53… 52… 51… 50, Everyone at the table went silent, all the boys could do was stare at Kusou as he placed the bottle back on the table.

49… 48… 47… 46… 45… 44… 43… 42… 41… 30, All the girls were trying to get his attention, all except me… the shock had yet to sink in by my boyfriends ‘mistake.’ “Saiki, Saiki, Saiki….” Yumehara and Teruhashi were begging for his attention.

29… 28… 27… 26… 25… 24… 23… 22… 21… 20, “Hey, Saiki. Can you help? I think I have something in my eye.” Teruhashi was suddenly next to Kusou, but what she didn’t realize was that she was a little too loud. Her entire fan club swarmed her and she was suddenly no longer within eye site of Kusou. “I’ll help you Teruhashi.” “Do you need eye drops?” “Are you sick?” “Teruhashi… Teruhashi… Teruhashi…” Just like that, she was out of the race.

19… 18… 17… 16… 15… 14… 13… 12… 11… 10, “Can you help me with the math homework Saiki? I just don’t understand….” This is a mean girls tactic I swear it is, something that is actually very expected from Yumehara. What caught me off guard was Kaido’s voice, “Yumehara, your homework is done. And correct.” When the girl looked down at the paper she was shocked, not only was the paper completed it was in her handwriting and we got it during the previous hour. “Did you do that?” I didn’t expect Kusou to answer, but he did anyway. “No. She was too busy looking at me to realize that she was doing her homework during school.” Like that, she was out of the race, too caught up checking her answers to do anything.

9… 8… 7… 6… 5, “Your glasses aren’t going to let you. Why did you drink it?” Right now I’m trying to think of a way for him to not accidentally fall in love with someone. “Y/N… Look at me.” The fact that Kusou said this out loud actually scared me, so I hesitantly looked up to be met with purple eyes.

4, His glasses were placed on the table.

3, Our eyes were locked.

2, “What are you doing Saiki?”

1, “Why not fall just a little bit harder?”

0, I could see the stars beginning to form in his eyes. I had never seen what happened to the person for myself, but he has never looked more pure, his once dark violet eyes were now lighter and held a lot more emotion. I could see his eyes shift down, it took me a moment to realize he was looking at my lips. “Are you just gonna stare or are you gonna kiss me?” Before I realized, we were moving… out of the cafeteria, to the stairwell, then suddenly we were in my room. “So… Mr. Psych-“ I couldn’t finish my sentence before I felt his warm lips on mine. This kiss was slow and passionate, as though we’d been separated for years. When we finally separated, I could see a bit of shock on his face.

“I thought it lasted 24 hours.” Hearing him say this made me way too happy, because I knew exactly why this was happening. “It does…. But… true loves kiss always breaks the spell.” The smile on my face was genuine, so was the blush spreading. “Fairytales….” I could hear the sarcasm in his voice, I might as well take it one step up.

“That makes me your prince.” I somehow made him laugh, more to my stupidity but nonetheless he laughed.

“No.” … “That makes you my everything.” All I could do was stare at Kusou, because like who is this and what have you done with my boyfriend. “God that was corny.” But there is no one else I’d rather spend the rest of my life with. “I heard that” Who would have thought, a witch and a psychic.

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No one understands Shota like Y/N and vise versa for them. The couple graduated at 18, and married later that summer. From that moment they lived their life together with a kitten, Oboro. The couple opted to move to America where Y/N started her own agency as the number 5 hero in America. Her quirk made her one of the top heros to work with, so her hands were never empty. Though they would rather work with the police force as well as the fire department over the heros.

Everything was perfect, until Aizawa and Y/N received an offer to work at their alma mater. They both accepted, All Might was in his prime and Y/N's job listing were lessening. So the agency was put in the hands of their most trusted sidekick. The golden trio was back and better than ever. Perfect wasn't put on hold, it was simply moved... back to the halls where it started.

For 5 years both Aizawa's worked side by side, Shota as the 1-A homeroom teacher and Y/N as the 1-B home room teacher. Though when it came to performance the classes were no different. 1-A and 1-B worked side by side, they were equal in terms of power and it even sparked a light competition between the couple. Who would have a top student in the sports festival, and every year... Y/N won. There was nothing to complain about, until All Might came back to Japan. The crime rate not only increased but the amount of heroes decreased while All Might was active so LA was getting hit hard. The couple were paying close attention to the news, both locally and in the States as well because that was their home for years. It wasn't until Y/N received a phone call, from their sidekick, that they knew it was worse than the news was making it seem.

"Level up, we need you back. I know you're in Japan and we wouldn't ask unless it was urgent but Regnearo is back. They are getting away with petty thefts because we don't have the manpower. We need you boss." Sebastian wasn't one to give up so Y/N when they received a phone call at 2 in the morning they knew everything wasn't okay. Sebastian was stressed and it was obvious from the strain in his voice. Y/N had given up on sleeping and their new goal was calming Sebastian down. So they got out of bed and headed towards the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. For the next hour the two talked about the current state of America. When they finally hung up, Y/N sat at their glass dining room table. Anxiously tapping their foot, thinking about what to do. They sat for another hour before Shota stumbled through the door. "Shit! Why are you in here?" Shota wasn't expecting to find his spouse sitting in the dark, so it scared him when he turned on the light, but Y/N did answer... they didn't even turn to look at him. "Baby? Whats wrong?" Instead of touching his spouse, Shota took a seat across from Y/N like they did whenever the other needed to talk. The two sat there in silence until Y/N looked up. Tears streaming down their cheeks and eyes blood shot. "Sebastian called me." Shota simply listened as Y/N spoke, their voice cracking unintentionally. "I need to go back." That was the calmest thing Y/N said since Shota walked through the door. Any other person would lash out and question how Y/N could ask to change their entire life... but Shota knew Y/N better than he knew himself. They wouldn't have decided this if it wasn't important. "Then we'll tell Nezu tomorrow and book a flight. We can pack now." Shota was always understanding and compromised with Y/N, but they weren't asking for compromise. So they shook their head lightly, "No Shota. I'm leaving. I already booked the flight. Stay here, those students need you." This shocked Shota, everything they have ever done has been together... middle school, high school, marriage, America, and now teaching. Y/N was going to do this alone, and that killed him, but he knew that if he asked... Y/N would stay. "What about your class?" Shota didn't know how long Y/N had been up, but he knew that they had already thought threw everything before telling him. "Hopefully I won't be gone for long, but I want you to teach them. I'll change their schedules and Hizashi is always there if you need help." The tears had stopped and been replaced with a small smile on their face. A single tear slipped from Shota's eyes as his linked with his spouse. The rest of the day the couple talked and packed before Y/N borded her flight to America. For two years the Aizawa's figured out a pattern. Every day Y/N would call Aizawa before he went to sleep, and vise versa. They would talk about their day until the other fell asleep where they would stay on the phone until the other awoke. Though this worked, they missed each other dearly. Y/N heard about the new tryouts, specifically Izuku Midoriya, and how different they were. To be frank, they wanted to be a teacher again, and America was back on track so there was nothing stopping them. So they booked a flight back for a month from now. It would be the day before the sports festival.

Everything was going as planned, and the moments Y/N would receive a call where Shota was covered in bandages they wanted to rush home. But everytime, Hizashi decided against it... everything had been set and there was only two weeks left. Y/N received a call from Shota while in the airport, they could hear his class in the background. "Hey, um... Present Mic was a little too loud and now the class wants to meet you." Shota sounded tired, not mentally but physically from his students despite the fact it was still only 8AM. Y/N could help but chuckle, "Do they know?" Everyone knew Hizashi Yamada had a loud mouth, but he could keep somethings to himself so when he said no Y/N wasn't surprised. "Ok, put me on speaker." Shota did exactly that as his class quieted down. "Hi 1-A." Their voice was cheerful and full of life, completely opposite to Shota, and 1-A was loud to the point that they spoke over each other. "Hiii" "Are you and Mr. Aizawa dating?" "You sound cute" "What's your name?" "How old are you?" "Are you a hero?" "Are you a babe?" "Will you let them answer!!" Shota cut everyone off and they quickly silenced, this made Y/N laugh. "Hi. No, we aren't dating, though he is my roommate. Thank you. I'm Y/N. I'm 29. Yes. And I'm not answering that, you sound creepy." Y/N answered every question they heard with a smile though it couldn't be seen. "What is it like living with Mr. Aizawa?" Y/N thought for a moment, as a husband he was amazing, but as a roommate he could get annoying. "It's intriguing, we've been roommates since we graduated high-school. But I'm in the States right now, so I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss it." Their response was the truth, Shota was amazing. "What do you miss?" Y/N didn't have to think and neither did Shota.

The first to speak was Y/N their voice held a lot of emotions. "I'm in the kitchen while you smoke outside. You're careful not to let the smoke inside. I always tell you it's poison, but I know it helps you take the edge off the day." Shota had been smoking since they moved to America, and they hated it. It had nothing to do with the smoke, but Y/N had seen what it could do to a person. From that moment Shota promised one a day, maybe two if the work load called for it. And even in distance Shota kept his promise. Instead of smoking, the couple would visit their favorite bar, sometimes with Hizashi if he was off. "We get a drink before it's closing time. The one on high street with the blinking sign. All these memories feel poignant. I won't be there to see the snow melt away" The three had so many memories there, Shota almost forgot about that place until Y/N brought it up. The smile plastered on Shota's face scared 1-A, not because it was creepy... but because it was sincere and genuine. "Why'd you leave?" There was a moment of silence that Kaminari broke. As Y/N looked down at their plane ticket, the past year flashed through their thoughts. "I've been gone on business. I gotta make some money, I really feel the distance. And I quite miss home" America needed 'Level Up' but at this moment, they need Shota and he needs them. And maybe if Y/N asked, they might get a job, bringing perfect back to this small family. "What about you Mr. Aizawa, do you miss them?" 1-A expected him to ignore them, but he didn't. "Yeah, I miss them. I miss you telling me to leave my shoes at the door, 'cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy." Shota chuckled slightly at the memory, 1-A's eyes were the size of saucers. Their nonchalant, monotone, stoic teacher was openly showing his emotions. Y/N was simply listening, "Yeah, I quite miss home, 'Cause it feels like poetry." The first year Y/N left moved really slow, neither could fall asleep without the other company. It was like a bad drama, it rained for a week straight as if it was a metaphor. "When the rain falls down on the window while you're in my arms and we're watching the TV." All Shota could do was simply stare at his phone, your name plastered across the screen above your wedding photo. You were always the perfect spouse, you cooked for him when he got home late from patrol, and you always made sure the house was clean if Hizashi decided to make a grand entrance uninvited. You did all of this while still working longer and harder shifts than he did, you were perfect. "I smell you cooking from the living room and then I tell you that I love your food. I know it doesn't come easy, but you know it reminds me where I'm from" 1-A erupted into a bunch of 'awws' from Shota's statement. You could tell that he was in love with Y/N, it was obvious even in the eyes of 15 and 16 year olds. But, they weren't dating, so 1-A was left to assume it was one sided. "I'm in another city, I got nobody with me. And it just really hit me that I quite miss home." Y/N said one last thing before the intercom called their flight, so they muted themselves directly after. The second year they were gone, it had just become normal, but they would both be lying if they said they were sleeping comfortably.

When Y/N muted themselves, Shota took them off speaker and pressed the phone to his ear. "I gotta go baby, I'll call you later." Shota responded with a quick 'alright' knowing he couldn't respond how he wanted to. "I love you." "I do too." With that the couple hung up, Y/N boarded their flight and within 13 hours, they were back home for good. That morning was officially the sports festival, all of UA and Japan's top heroes gathered to see who was the strongest. All the heroes were gathered in the bleachers while the students were standing in rows by class in front of the stage with Shota, Hizashi, and Nemuri. She stood in front of a mic before speaking, "Good morning Japan!! And welcome to UA's annual Sports Festival. We would normally have the person who scored the highest on the entrance exam, which would be Bakugou Katsuki from class 1-A, but this year we have a special guest." The crowd erupted in cheers, this was the day that all of Japan wait for and they were curious who the guest was. On the stage Nemuri and Hizashi had wide smiles on their faces while Shota stood with his eyes closed. When the person walked on stage, everyone in the audience knew who they were, and even the students had some idea. "Hey UA, I'm the upgrade hero Level Up. God I missed this place. Here's the truth, this tournament is to see your classmates' limits and yours as well. Take this seriously, but do not lose friends over this. And always remember, go beyond... plus ultra." Shota recognized that voice, but he thought it was impossible until he heard the hero's name. When Shota opened his eyes, there his spouse stood, in all their glory boosting the next generation of heroes as they did every year while teaching 1-B. He thought he was hallucinating, all Shota could do was stare. "It's me baby, I'm back." Y/N turned around as Nemuri went back to the mic, finally speaking to their husband. At that moment, he didn't know what to do, so he picked Y/N up and refused to let them go. The couple laid in the announcing booth, Y/N on top of Shota's chest. They were jet lagged and Shota was not complaining. His whole life was back in his arms and the Aizawas were perfect again.

Song

Dear God, I hope you got the letter and I pray you can make it better down here. I don’t need a big reduction in the price of beer, but all the people that you made in your image- see them starving on their feet.”- Lawless, Sydney Wayser, Dear God

“Down below, sandy, like the ocean floor, quiet, like I like it; here I’ll never be alone.”- slenderbodies, anemone

“I love everything, fire spreading all around my room, my world’s so bright, it’s hard to breathe but that’s alright- hush.”- Sub Urban, Cradles

“I’m telling myself, I’m telling myself, ‘I don’t need you anymore’.”- Lia Marie Johnson, Cold Heart Killer

“So I moved to California, but it’s just a state of mind, it turns out everywhere you go, you take yourself, that’s not a lie. Wish that you would hold me or just say that you were mine- it’s killing me slowly.” Lana Del Rey, Fuck it I love you

“See, she knows that I love her, but I don’t think she’ll stay and she knows that I need her, but my love’s lost its weight. Spend my days longing for something real, spend my days stuck in the way I feel.”- JOBA, Sad Saturdays

"Am I going crazy? Would I even know? Am I right back where I started fourteen years ago? Wanna guess the ending, if it ever does. I swear to God that all I've ever wanted was, A little bit of everything all of the time, A bit of everything all of the time. Apathy's a tragedy and boredom is a crime. I'm finished playing and I'm staying inside."- Bo Burnham, Goodbye

"We had that dumb love, The kind that cuts you up inside. My blood was your love. We had that you jump and I'm jumping. Crazy kind of something, that dumb love"- Mimi Webb, Dumb Love

“I hope he treats you better than I ever could. ‘Cause you deserve the world times two, and our simple Sunday afternoons.“- Clinton Kane, CHICKEN TENDIES

“I don’t think I’m painting high expectations. Just want good conversation. Over mornings making bacon with a guy with good intentions”- Lauren Weintraub, Makeup Is Expensive

“You'll always have my heart though all you are is a poster in my room. You're my one and only, but I'm one of many to you”- Will Jay, One of Many

“Don't you know that I cried tears of gold for you” Faouzia, Tears of Gold

“I spent all of the love I've saved. We were always a losing game. Small-town boy in a big arcade. I got addicted to a losing game” Duncan Laurence, Arcade

"She knows, she knows. And I know she knows, and I know she knows. And deep down she knows, she knows. And I know she knows, and I know she knows."- J. Cole, She Knows