Now or Never

His Parents

"Miss Ivy?" Nazumi spoke into the phone lightly.

"Yes dear, why aren't you home yet?" She questioned from the other side of the line.

Nazumi looks at Katsuki's back, "Well, I was calling to inform you that I'll be at Katsuki's home for dinner, so there's no need to cook for me."

The other side of the line was quiet. Then there was a shriek. "Alone? Are you two going to be alone?" She shouts through the other side of the phone.

Nazumi laughs a bit at her goofy maid. "No, his mother and father will be there. They are actually the ones who requested to see me."

"Sa mère et son père? What is he planning?" Her voice was intimidating, which made Nazumi laugh a bit.

(French: Translation: His mother and father?)

"He's just wanting to formally introduce me to his parents. It's nothing to worry about. I'll call you when I'm on my way home. Please give big brother my regards."

The sound of covered giggles were heard before she responded, "Of course, have fun with your friend, Nazumi. And when you get home, tell me how it went." She then hung up on her.

She slowly pulls the phone from her face, "I somehow feel as if she is going to tell my brother." She mutters, following Katsuki to his house. He slams the front door open, "I'm home!" He calls out angrily.

Nazumi blushes, "P-Pardon the intrusion!" She calls out as well, taking her shoes off with Katsuki.

A woman appeared in front of Nazumi, catching her off guard. She looked just like Katsuki, but her hair was longer. "My, my, you must be Nazumi Mizuko! I've heard so much about you from my scumbag son! Please make yourself at home!"

Nazumi bows, "Thank you, Miss Bakugo." The woman blushed while smiling. "Oh my god, she's so polite! Oh dear, there's no need to call me that- Mitsuki will do just fine! And my husband's name is Masaru!"

Nazumi brightened, "Th-Then you can call me Nazumi!" Mitsuki smiled, hugging her tightly, "So adorable! I'm proud that my shithead son found someone like you to hang around-"

"Watch it, old hag!" He shouted. She instantly barked back insults, which he, in return, called her names. A man with glasses came in and calmed Mitsuki. "Dear, please, refrain yourself in front of Katsuki's friend."

She huffed, but then smiled. "You are right." She marched out of the room and entered the kitchen. Nazumi smiled at the man, "You must be Masaru, I'm-"

"Nazumi Mizuko, I've heard much about you." He smiled, holding out his hand. She blinked and put her small hand in his. They were warm. She blushed, "I-I'm sorry for coming out of the blue-"

"It's completely fine. Katsuki had already notified us that you were coming for dinner." He still smiled as he motioned her to follow him. She looked over at Katsuki, that was no longer in his original spot.

"I've made tea, I hope you like-"

"I-I love tea!" His eyes widened at her sudden comment. She clamped her mouth shut, "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cut you off!"

He laughed, "It's completely fine, Nazumi! Make yourself at home. There's no need to be so formal with us." He motioned to himself and Mitsuki, who was poking her head out from the kitchen doorway.

The smell of spaghetti flooded Nazumi's nose, making her blush. "That smells wonderful!" Masaru grinned, sitting down on the sofa in the living room. Their house was much smaller than hers, but she enjoyed how cozy it felt.

"I'm glad to hear that! I was hoping you liked spaghetti, otherwise we would have been in quite a pickle. Ah, I almost forgot the tea!" He jumped up, but stopped, "Please, sit down, make yourself comfortable!"