Another day
WHAM
THUD
"MIDORIYA MIHA!" A voice roared as the door remained stuck in the wall. Several terrified faces stepped away as an unfazed receptionist watched the culprit before picking up a phone.
"Hi maintenance, yeah it happened again," Footsteps echoed through the building as the door-kicker stormed up stairwells and down corridors before kicking another door in.
"YOU!" An accusatory finger as he stalked into the room. Miha, who'd been leaning against her desk, found herself now sat on the edge with hands holding her hips. Her legs folded around the hips of her uninvited guest as he kissed her with a furious passion. Izuku pulled away as he glared. "Don't you ever think that coming to have lunch with you is a bother," A white bag was dropped beside her, "I even got your favourite takeout and everything, god I'm so mad at you," Another deep kiss as his hands moved to angrily paw at her ass. "I've half a mind to lock your door and make you scream until they knock the bloody thing down, hi Kaminari,"
"H-hey," The man greeted numbly from a seat just behind him,
"I mean god's sake Miha, I wouldn't offer if I didn't want to," Suddenly he was away and stalking around the room, mindlessly cleaning as he seethed in his indignation.
"Well, that could've gone worse," She smiled dumbly, adjusting the ruffles Izuku's entrance had caused to her appearance.
"Uh, is, is he okay?" The yellow haired man pointed to Izuku, who was still moving around the room furiously. They could hear him muttering under his breath,
"My fucking wife, goddamn lunch, make France look like a fucking quickie, goddamn nerve, bloody picnic,"
"Hm? Oh yeah," She waved a hand, "He knows that the Court all seem to suffer from a thing he calls the Bottle-up Anxiety Neurosis Epidemic, BANE for short," A shrug, "Basically when we think he's busy or stretched too thin, we tell him we're okay getting moved down a few spaces on his priorities list, we aren't worth him stressing or making himself ill or the thing is more important, the result is... well this," Miha gestured to the still chuntering, still cleaning Izuku. "He gets angry at himself for and I quote 'letting us think we could ever not be priority one' and then gets angry at us for daring to say something else could be more important than us,"
"And I suppose there's a reason it's called BANE?" He raised an eyebrow,
"Because it's the bane of my existence!" Izuku nearly hollered as he came back over. Miha was grabbed from the desk and pulled against Izuku as he sat down in another chair. Blackwhip snapped out to grab the takeout bag and bring it over to him. Miha was sat sideways on his lap leaning into his frame as he pulled out an aluminium container, napkins and disposable cutlery. "Pork chow mein, egg fried rice, some prawn toast and crackers, sweet and sour sauce and a twelve pack of caffeine free coke zero so the extras can go in your mini-fridge for future lunches," Blackwhip helped to hold all the things as he unfolded the napkins for Miha's lap and began giving her the food.
"And for you?"
"No comment,"
"Izuku what are you eating?"
"Four orders of lemon chicken, two egg fried rice and some of your prawn crackers," He grumbled, "I'm still angry at you,"
"I know," She grabbed his chin, kissing his cheek softly.
"I mean really?!" His head whipped over to Kaminari, "When your husband gets self-depreciative, how do you react?"
"I uh, I do get a little frustrated," The electric man admitted, "Like I hate it when he talks bad about himself, or downplays his worth,"
"Thank you," Izuku nodded with the air of a man proven right. "Time and again I say 'hey maybe I can come by and we can have lunch together' and they'll go 'only if it isn't a bother' god I remember the first time you did that Miha,"
"You kicked in the front door, practically stabbed the buttons for the lift, then stormed up the stairs because it was too slow, loud enough for people to think there was demolition nearby I might add," Her pointed gaze went ignored as Izuku angrily continued to eat. "Dragged me out of a meeting about more work placements and fucked me in my office so hard and for so long you had to carry me home with numb legs,"
"Woah, TMI guys," Kaminari made a time-out gesture,
"And how long was it before I had to do it again?" Izuku grumbled,
"About three weeks,"
"Six days," He corrected before shoving some chicken into his mouth.
"What?"
"It was a day I needed to come into the PSA branch nearby, something about an investigation file going missing and a hero trying to disappear, I text you saying hey I'm wrapped up for the day, do you want to grab lunch together? Then you text back saying are you sure? If you're busy it doesn't matter, you probably want to go home and rest, and then I didn't message back, stormed in here, locked the door, ripped your blouse and tights-,"
"Again TMI!" Kaminari cried,
"And then when we were going home," Izuku skipped the intimate parts without even a flinch, "Your receptionist Nawaki chewed me out for breaking the door when I kicked it in," He paused to eat some rice, before starting again, "Then I came in with you early the next morning to build your new desk and get the new chairs in here," Kaminari looked at his seat horrified, "Not that one," Izuku clarified, "That one is marked as the guest chair, plus there's been about four or five replacements since then," The hand not holding his cutlery snaked around Miha's side, pulling her closer. "Did you want some lemon chicken?"
"Uh, no thanks," He stood up, "I uh... I think I'll just head off, got some errands to run anyway, nice catching up Miha,"
"Nice seeing you too Denks, tell family I say hi,"
"Will do, Midoriya," He nodded,
"Kaminari, stay healthy man,"
"You too, bye," Once the door shut behind him, Izuku turned dour, trying to draw Miha further into him.
"You're a moron," He chided, "God unbelievable, that coming and having lunch would be a bother,"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," She chuckled, "But you've been so busy with work and you barely get anytime to yourself, I didn't think you'd want to make the trek all the way here just to sit for five minutes and make the trek back,"
"Miha, honey, I'd travel a thousand days and a thousand nights just to spend a few seconds with you," Kissing her temple softly, he tutted. "You madam need to stop worrying about me so much,"
"You're my husband, I can't not worry about you, especially when you're King and have like a gazillion responsibilities,"
"How many times do I have to remind you? I can create a literal army of duplicates, they're cleaning the Compound right now, I have one with Loid and Yuri just to make sure they're still resting from overworking themselves," Her finger poked his cheek, "No my Thunderbolt, I am very much the real deal,"
"Not buying it I'm afraid, looks like you're gonna have to prove it,"
"Perhaps we can have lunch and let our food go down first?" Kissing her forehead again, he spoke against her skin, "Then I can spend the rest of the day 'proving' it to you,"
"Deal,"
[And what exactly has you in such a good mood then?]
[God, you really don't know do you?] He couldn't help the smirk on his face. Despite his predicament, he couldn't stop his mouth. He was sat on a metal fold out chair, ankles tied to the feet as his wrists were bound against the back. It was a dimly lit room, the air felt damp. Probably some underground place, they were trying to make him lose track of the days, pressure him. _You're bosses are full of shit and will dump you in a moment to save their asses_
_You think you're funny?_ The other man sneered, it was just two of them, dressed in half suits. Both white shirts, one a black blazer the other dark blue, both had matching dress pants and black dinner shoes. He was smacked across the face. [Do you even understand what's going to happen?]
"Two idiots squeal like fat fucking pigs," He spat back looking between the two, this time he was punched.
[We know you speak English you fucking Chink, so speak it!]
[I hope you guys have plenty of information to share] His smirk was back, despite being directly under the light shadows crawled up his face.
[Is that what you're fucking smiling about?] Shrugging as best he could in his restraints, he tilted his head.
[So you don't understand what's happening right now?] He licked his lips before talking again,
[If there's one thing I do understand, it's that my brothers are on their way right now] Looking at his captures, the man shook his head, [You think I'm bad?] Some beads of sweat began to trickle down either captor's face [Wait 'til you meet them]
[So scary] One chuckled
[And how long do you think before they get here?] Another shrug before he looked to blue suit.
[I like your shirt]
The car was dead silent. Out of the rear passenger side window a silver haired man hung out, grinning ear to ear. He wore a white tee-shirt underneath a Hawaiian print shirt, sunglasses over his eyes. Beside him in the back, another man, this one blond, sat in an all black two piece suit and tie. His mouth was a thin line as he stared at the driver's headrest. The driver was another blond, though he wore a black and white suit, accentuated with yellow highlights. Though his eyes were locked onto the road, if one was to look close enough, they'd see the fire of absolute rage burning in them. Beside him was a brunette man, stubble covering his lover face and neck. He was dressed in a beige suit with a yellow shirt and black tie. From under either cuff he had thick brown fur growing on the backs of his hands. He rested one elbow on the armrest in the door, finger under his nose as the other hands drummed against his knee. His face was set in a deep frown as he glared out the window. Over the growling of the car engine, they heard a high pitch whine. An all black sport bike screamed passed them, quickly disappearing down the road. Shishida's eyes snapped from his view to where the bike had disappeared.
"He's pissed," Neito noted from the back
"Aren't we all?" Mirio answered, which was true. The four of them had known each other long enough to see when they were made. Even Tetsutetsu hanging out the side wasn't not for fun, but to try and distract himself from his anger. Following the path the bike took, eventually the cheery man moved back into the car. Everybody was once again quiet, even as Tetsutetsu leant into the boot and lifted a pile of folded clothing. Neito held onto some things as he changed before the casual clothes were thrown into the empty space. Almost silently the car pulled down some random side street and came to a halt. As they climbed out they could see the black bike from early sitting with its kickstand out. Walking away from the car, Shishida clicked the bezel on his watch. A compartment from the car hissed open and they each held out a hand. Four swords fired from the storage and landed in each waiting hand. Neito attached his to his left hip, Tetsutetsu his right, Mirio slid his onto his back, locking it in place magnetically. Shishida's was attached on the back of his waist. The entrance door was broken open and the four walked inside.
"Shit, he's really pissed," Neito repeated his earlier statement as they saw the bodies and blood.
"Dude used his helmet as a blunt weapon," Tetsutetsu knelt by the object, careful to avoid kneeling in a blood puddle. Smoothing out his sky blue shirt and black tie, he stood back up. "Didn't even bother swinging it, just straight up threw it at a guy," Dusting his hands together, he hummed, "So, he's probably gone downstairs, shall we take the lift up?"
"Beats walking," Neito agreed, as the four collected by the metal doors, they began to slide open. He and Mirio shared a high five while Shishida ducked behind a steel Tetsutetsu. A hail of gunfire lasted for thirty seconds before the men raised an eyebrow. "Did you really expect that to work?" Twisting his watch face, he clicked the bezel and extended a hand. Scales fired from the palm of his hand, quickly killing the occupants. Stepping around the cadavers, the four filled the metal box. "Top floor?"
"Might as well," Mirio nodded, waiting patiently until the doors opened again, the four remained in formation as they stepped into the hall. A few paces away was a set of double doors that looked bombproof.
"I got this one," Shishida twisted his watch around, holding his wrist to a small scanner, it crackled and popped before going bang. His fingers dug into the wall around it before he ripped it off, the pneumatic doors began to hiss open. Clearing his throat he began to speak, [Boss he's startin' ta talk, says he wants ta meet'cha]
[About ti-] The single sitting person turned around to face them, freezing at the sight. [Shit! Fellas]
[That didn't work well for the guys downstairs] Neito helpfully stated as guns were trained on them. [I mean even if we weren't Knights this kind of move doesn't work on us]
[Yeah well what makes ya so special?]
[Did you not hear me? We're Knights? The King's guys? While we're not him, we do each have Triple]
[Triple? What's tha' then?]
[Advanced healing, increased speed and increased strength] Shishida listed on his fingers [Though we might be dangerous, we aren't quite as dangerous as] A blur entered the room, several shots of suppressed gunfire and each guard dropped dead. [Him] Naomasa stood with his gun against the leader's temple.
_Move... I fucking dare you_
"We need him alive Naomasa"
[No, he's underlings already squealed to Rentarou while they were downstairs]
[Speaking of, where is he?]
[Right here] The Agent in question melted from the shadows. Neito forget that Kuroiro had donated his quirk to be duplicated for the King's Right Hand. He and Naomasa both hand an additional quirk alongside Triple. Naomasa's was Restless, which meant he could either go without sleep for several days, or sleep and give himself an incredible boost of energy in anyway. [But even if dipshit and dipshit couldn't keep their mouths shut, we need to do some fact checking]
[Fine, we need him alive, not undamaged] Naomasa quickly pistol whipped the guy, causing him to collapse on his desk. Rentarou pressed his watch as the other Agent picked up the body. Together the six made their way back down the stairwell, another engine purred as they walked through the door to see a second all black bike coming from the other end of the alleyway. [You guys good to get him to a PSA facility?] Tetsutetsu nodded as he helped the former detective load the still knocked out man into the trunk.
"Shouldn't be too hard, guys like this are all the same,"
"Our biggest issue will be noting everything he says," Neito agreed as he lit a cigarette.
"Hey if we can keep up with Izuku, this shmuck is small fry," Mirio interjected with a laugh, "Where are you two heading?"
"Airport," Rentarou answered, "Need to chase up a lead, Italy,"
"Humarise?" Shishida asked as they Noamasa went to fetch his helmet. The Right Hand nodded as he took his own helmet out of his bike. "They on the move?"
"Don't know, but sources say that Ross was seen in the region, looking up to no good, that and apparently Argus decided Europe is much more scenic,"
"You think they're both joining Humarise?"
"Well Waller fears quirks and Ross wants to have the only superpowers be his lapdogs,"
"Shit," Tetsutetsu spat as they collected next to the car, "So we drop this fuck at the facility, then what's our next move?"
"Well Akitani is handling the Spiders pretty well, most of them have licenses already, so they're helping to keep an eye on both JL and Avengers, Xavier and his schoolkids haven't acted out yet, though Professor X decided to share that Magneto has been docile since the summit,"
"Genosha right?"
"Yeah, apparently Cathleen has been walking the old man through our history, he's talking to Nezu to open another school because Xavier academy isn't able to handle so many students,"
"Something good," Shishida rolled his eyes. "What else?"
"Easy," Naomasa appeared, taking the cigarette off Monoma, "Dump the bastard in the facility, get on a plane back to Japan and let Izuku know, then you head to Genosha, give Magneto a run down of the rules and a date to meet Izuku, then you join the pair of us in Italy where we can finally nail Flect down for good,"
"Sounds like a plan," Mirio nodded, the Knights climbed back into their car as Rentarou put his helmet on. Naomasa threw the cigarette at the doorway and put his helmet on. The revving of his engine covered the small explosion in the doorway, as the vehicles pulled away, the whole building began to go up in flames. A voice radioed in as it burned behind them.
"Clean up are on their way,"
Naomasa adjusted the tie of his suit, a fully dark blue three piece, as he knelt. "That the place?"
"It was," A gruff voice answered "Don't know what it is now,"
"Drop point by the looks of it," Rentarou supplied, he was dressed in a similar suit. "Where's John?" Naomasa perked up and looked around
"Oh fuck sake, Gabriel, any ideas?"
"Well we ain't near a bar so no," A commotion came from a nearby alleyway. "Correction, one idea," Rentarou and Naomasa shared a nod before the former and Gabriel went to investigate. Peering down into the space, they watched as a familiar figure finished beating up trio. There was a whistle from further down the alley and all three men turned to look at it. Some grunt revealed a minigun from an inconspicuous crate. As Jack took cover, the other two men noticed that the grunt had reinforcements on the balconies and rooftops. Rentarou reached for his gun as Gabriel stopped him. "This one's mine," He drew his own gun as three blue shots spiralled down the alley towards minigun, Gabriel fired off a few shots, catching the gunners in their feet and causing them to fall. John looked up and nodded in thanks as he turned around. One guy was still conscious and crawling away down the street, his body glowed with glow-in-the-dark tattoos. It appeared that some piñatas had been caught in the explosion as Jack picked up the smouldering remains of one. Holding it in his fist, he knelt over the guy.
_No, no please_
"You," A punch to the back of the head, "Get, one, warning!" Each word was another blow, "Give up!" A heavy strike and all three heard a yelp. They looked over to see a small girl shuffling backwards.
_No please I!_ She was interrupted by the sound of a truck glancing a wall as it reversed down the alley. A few of the recovered goons began lifting their mates onto the flatbed.
_Get on the truck, let's go!_
_You don't get off that easy!_ John turned to charge the vehicle
_Eat this!_ A small object was thrown clinking against the ground rolling to a stop by the girl.
"Go!" Rentarou yelled as he dropped into a shadow. Gabriel ran along the rooftop opening fire on the truck as John looked away from the grenade and did the same. It was a tense few seconds before there was an explosion above the rooftops. The shockwave caused both gun slingers to stumble. After he recovered, John looked back to the girl.
_You alright kid?_
_Y-yeah... you saved me, why?_
_Not me, a friend_ He sighed _Run home kid, it ain't safe out here_ She caught the purse the thugs had stolen from her earlier in the day. John turned to walk away when,
_You're a hero aren't you?_ It cause him to pause, he looked over his shoulder, red visor glowing softly
_Not any-_ A whistle from the rooftop caused him to look up, Rentarou, Naomasa and Gabriel stared back down at him. _Yeah_ John corrected himself _Yeah I am_ Jumping halfway up the buildings, he kicked off a wall and joined the trio on the rooftops.
"So they got a couple seconds head start, shall we?"
"Tracker rounds Winston gave me show they're still in the backstreets," Gabriel showed the small PDA before clipping it to his forearm. Sharing a nod the four ran over the rooftops, they could hear the sounds of the reckless driver constantly bumping into walls and grinding the truck around corners. Wisely they began to descend, dropping between balconies and sliding down walls, as the van reached an exit, it swerved onto a road. John and Gabriel stowed their guns, going into a full run as they began closing the distance again. To their shock Rentarou kept pace with them, before eventually taking the lead, looking to the other bewildered, they weren't prepared for the next surprise. Behind them Naomasa had slowed down, seemingly getting tired. Before they could look back, he was already caught up, then outpacing them. He closed the distance to Rentarou easily, stepping ahead of the other man. "You're seeing it too, right Jack?"
"Uh, yeah," Both were adequately confused but it got worse when Rentarou dropped into Naomasa's shadow. From there the Agent got faster, catching up with the truck and vaulting into the flatbed, surprising the thugs. Rentarou appeared from his shadow and both men had guns drawn. John and Gabriel caught up as the vehicle slowed to a stop, though neither were willing to let the thugs see them winded. Between the four of them, they arrested the group and even caught the driver as she tried to flee.
"Right," Naomasa typed at his phone, "Police are on their way, heroes are inbound in case anybody tries anything, have to say, those guns are pretty high spec for a gang,"
"That minigun did seem a bit out of the price range for brats like this," John agreed, "Unless they're getting funding,"
"Or trying to blend in," Rentarou shook his head, "We need to run prints, faces, might as well see if they got dental records too," He turned to the two Overwatch heroes, "You two, after we're done here head back to the nearest Overwatch branch, let Winston know, Nao you had to Japan and catch Izuku up, I imagine Makoto would be happy to see you again too,"
"What about you?"
"House will still be empty no matter when I get home," He shrugged lightly,
"No partner?" John asked, not unkindly,
"No family, period, orphan that's why it's just Rentarou, don't have a last name,"
"Well," Naomasa interrupted, "You told me you consider the Round Table brothers," Turning to the other two again, he nodded, "Stay here, I'm gonna take this one for a private conversation quick," Soldier 76 and Reaper nodded before the two Agents walked away.
"What did you do Nao?"
"Not much, I asked Izuku for a favour to speed through some paperwork, I don't have it on me but I have some digital records,"
"When?"
"Just before we had that road trip through the States remember the biker that sent a drink to Cathleen, but ended up going outside to brawl with Izuku?"
"Wait since then?! But that was... that was years ago,"
"Yeah well, we needed to be thorough and the paperwork was easy but sorting it was the hard part, what do you think I've been doing in the archives on my days off?" Handing his phone to the other agent, he smiled, "Oh and Makoto has set both of us up with some dating profiles, just have to ask her for the passwords when we're back in Japan,"
"Why?"
"To quote her, 'I'm tired of seeing you two looking so sullen when you're back home' and that we work too much yadda yadda, Izuku wants us to take more holiday yadda yadda,"
"Okay but not the question I was asking,"
"Oh that? Because once you told me about the orphanage I wanted to do something nice for my brother, so..." As Rentarou looked to the paperwork, Naomasa grinned, "Welcome to the Tsukauchi family,"
"You're an arse y'know that?"
"Yes yes, I have given you a reason to stop working," He cried dramatically, even putting an arm to his forehead in faux faintness, "How ever will you cope?"
"We can't both leave, not now we have leads,"
"Fine I'll call Makoto, get a video call with Izuku ready and we can tell him everything we've got so far, agreed?"
"Sure," They re-joined the Overwatch men and Rentarou nodded, "Alright, we need to hang fire for a while, you two go to Winston like we said, Naomasa and I will handle the questionings, then rest up and get ready, it's very likely a big fight is coming soon,"
"We'll do what we can, want us to try get some numbers?"
"Might be helpful but rest up first, you're probably gonna need to organise with heroes from other regions, which is gonna be tiring," Rentarou sighed, "And after we're done with interrogations, we'll head back to Japan, update Izuku and hopefully get him leading the charge,"
"Sounds like a plan," John agreed, without further chitchat the two pairs parted ways.
Candles flickered gently as steam wafted around the room slowly. "You didn't have to join me,"
"But I wanted to," Bubbles floated by his legs, getting lifted by a smaller hand. Resting his chin on her shoulder, he softly kissed her skin. "You've been rather low maintenance recently,"
"Maybe I wanted you to worry less,"
"Yuyu," He whispered softly, "You can do many things, lying to me is not one of them," His arms softly tightened around her midriff, rubbing her sides softly.
"You've been busy a lot," Her head fell forwards, "I... I," Softly her hands ran along his arms.
"Take your time, we won't go anywhere,"
"The water might get cold though," She snickered, Hellflame flickered at his feet, causing the immediate water to boil before immediately turning off. "Show off,"
"Yuyu," Izuku repeated, "Please," His wife sighed,
"It's... I, you are busy, you have a bajillion things to do recently and I know it's not fair..." Gently she pulled his arms up to her shoulders, hiding her mouth against his forearm. "I've missed you," He held her close, kissing the top of her head. "And I know, I know you make time for us all, you've had more than a dozen little dates with all of us, but it's all... it's all felt too, scheduled... too clinical almost, like it was another responsibility," Tears ran down her face slowly, "And... and I don't want to be a burden or just another thing to do on your list,"
"Midoriya Yuyu," Izuku smiled, despite the ache in his chest. "You are never just another thing on my to-do list, loving you, spending time with you isn't a responsibility, I hate how busy I've been recently and the fact I've been away so much kills me," A deep sigh, "I've been thinking about quitting as a hero,"
"Wh- but?!"
"You aren't the first to tell me I'm overworking, if I stop doing patrols it means I have more time in the day, if I spend the time I was patrolling on paperwork I can either free up a day entirely or get back an hour or two every day,"
"But, it's your,"
"It was a dream, one I got to achieve, even while I was working towards it I realized new dreams and set about making them, firstly giving you all the weddings you wanted,"
"Check,"
"Secondly being the best husband I could be for you all, which," Yuyu closed her mouth slowly, chuckling slightly. "I clearly need to do better in, I'm King of the world yes, but that means nothing if I don't have my Queens beside me, it, I know I say some things but if you wanted to leave, I wouldn't stop you, I-,"
"I'm not leaving," Yuyu rounded on him, sending some waves of water from the bath. Her hands thud either side of his hips. "Let's clear that up now, I am not nor will I ever be leaving,"
"But,"
"I know what I said, but we both know I'd just explode after long and we'd get angry, then horny, so we'd have argument sex, then we'd cuddle and I'd actually talk to you like I should in the first place," Her face was inches from his, "But because I'm afraid of my emotions some days I wouldn't really be able to take your words to heart immediately, then you'd go and do something stupidly romantic to show me you mean it and I'd ugly cry, you'd kiss me and mph!" Yuyu melted against his body slowly as he kissed her. Sliding her arms around him, she pouted as he pulled back. "No fair,"
"Well we've just skipped all the worry and the anxiety," He grinned playfully, "Which is a win in my book,"
"Even though we skipped the sex?"
"Midoriya Yuyu," His smile fell flat, "While I would never ever entertain the idea of denying sex, that does not mean our relationship is built on or around it,"
"Just means you're a massive pervert,"
"And yet you're sharing a bath with me,"
"You came in as I was stripping down, what was I supposed to do? You didn't listen when I said get out,"
"I said I would if you told me what was going on, you didn't ergo,"
"Well now I have,"
"Okay, going n-," The water splashed about as he began shifting, immediately she began to stop him.
"No, no, you can stay, y-you,"
"Do you want me to?" The playful grin was back as Yuyu blushed down to her navel. "Say it and I will,"
"I- I... want you to stay," Rolling in his arms again, she leant against his back, "Jerk,"
"Dork," Kissing her head softly again he hugged her one more time, "Come on, lean forwards, I'll wash your back for you," She tried, only for him to hold her back. "I love you,"
"I know,"
"No Yuyu, I need you to understand, when I say it, I mean it, I'll love you until the end of time, your happiness comes above before anything else, just every Queen is above everything else, please do not be afraid to talk to me," With his piece said, his hold relaxed, Yuyu remained against his chest.
"I love you too Izuku, more than I realize," Slowly she pulled his arm back up to kiss it softly "Thank you,"
"You have nothing to thank me for my Shrine, thank you for talking to me,"
He kissed his teeth as his brow furrowed. "Either you're being very meticulous or you're trying to look busy," They startled, fumbling the object in their hands in surprise.
"Oh, S-Sir! I, I wasn't, I didn't expect,"
"I noticed," Izuku spoke dryly. "Care to explain why you've been stood dusting the same shelves for ten minutes?"
"I, well... it's, um,"
"Easy Hilda, I'm not going to hurt you," She still seemed tense, struggling to answer,
"It doesn't feel clean enough," Putting her hands together in front of her, she bowed her head. "I want to make sure there is no dust at all, but I cannot help feeling that I'm missing a spot somewhere, I'm sorry,"
"It's not me that you need to speak to, not anymore," Which was true, shortly before his 'adventures' with the Overwatch Heroines, Hilda had been 'released' from her duties as the Royal 'Pet', instead she was to be his parents' maid. Mom had been grateful for the help, but insisted on keeping some responsibilities to stay 'busy'. Hilda got the more tedious chores Mom did not enjoy doing. That was dusting, vacuuming or mopping the floors and cleaning-slash-changing the linen. Mom washed the clothes and cooked. It had been Zelda's compassion that led to the mercy, she had felt that their initial reaction had been too cruel. Linkle had disagreed and a debate had begun, Izuku wisely remained out of it. Eventually his two wives came to an agreement after consulting with the rest of the Court. Hilda was given her name back and no longer considered a Royal Toy, however Izuku and the Court still had access to her whenever they had need or use. They had all been surprised when Hilda herself requested this stipulation. Even further she had sworn herself to secrecy without prompting, citing that the Izuku and the Court were her everything now. After his speech in the tower and later witnessing how the people of Lorule assimilated into life in Hyrule without her, Hilda realized she was without reason. Izuku erred quiet steeply when she had explained that, however Hilda continued that she quickly realised she did have reason. Even agreeing with his previous observation that her attitude had been pathetic, even vain. Somehow Hilda had Stockholm-ed herself into complete servitude and worship. "The offer still remains by the way, if you want to,"
"Forgive me your Majesty," She interrupted, bowing her head. "But I don't need to find something else, I am happy here, serving you and the Court, and my Lord and Lady, it is my reason, it is all I need,"
"You are sure?"
"I am certain your Majesty, I want nothing else, I need nothing else," A slight pause as she blushed "Speaking needing, are you needing my services?"
"Well.... not me," Izuku shook his head, "I'm just passing through so to speak, Cathleen has been stressed recently though, perhaps you could go and aid her?"
"Of course your Majesty," She perked up, smiling. "Shall I attend to other duties around the Compound as well?"
"Momo is still figuring out washing machine labels and liquids, Reiko needs a live model as well, and I am sure the Court can find plenty of jobs for you while you are there," A green warpgate opened beside them, Hilda bowed before walking towards it. "One last note," He grabbed her forearm softly, "When you have a moment, speak to Emi, tell her I think you have undiagnosed OCD and anxiety, that feeling you mentioned shouldn't cause you to get so nervous,". Izuku continued through his old home, having digressed to speak to Hilda. Descending into the basement, he moved to the far wall and poked a few loose bricks. A mechanical door hissed open, revealing a small passage way that he fit snuggly into. Travelling down it, he arrived at one of his father's old safehouse areas. "Dad, Doctor," He greeted the two men already in the room, "I take it the messenger earlier was about the Nomu reversal scheme?"
"Yes, yes my Lord," Garaki nodded as he remained focused on some screens, "Is the quirk to your liking?"
"A personal version of Warpgate is certainly helpful, your network is still operational though, no?" Izuku flexed a hand, the small incubation capsule had been delivered onto his desk at home via a purple warpgate, along with a note asking for him to visit. Garaki had been developing copies of Warpgate to act as rapid response travel for him, the Court and the Round Table. The network was an augmented animal Nomu, another unfortunate victim of roadways a night, it was somehow attached to a computer that connected to satellites of the PSA network to find any global co-ordinates. The Nomu was also given a variation of nutrients that allowed it to create warpgates at any point around the planet. Together the alterations negated the weaknesses of Kurogiri, the misty bartender under his father's employ. After discussion with Garaki and his father, they came to agree that while Garaki should focus on Quirk replication, a Nomu army would not be a bad idea, in the case of emergency. Especially with the issues of the Fusion added to the mix. That being said, Izuku was wary of having humans as the base, especially after he met his Nomu-ized counterpart. After witnessing Izomu it was a possibility the same thing could occur with Garaki's experiments. So Izuku ordered the reversal of any Nomu based on a human, given how many of them were actually cadavers stolen from the crematorium via his Father's connections, the concern was a moot point. However there were a few that were previously homeless or low level thugs, miraculously returning. The biggest concern was actually the original Warpgate user himself, Kurogiri.
Izuku knew who Kurogiri was built from and why it would be an issue. He'd had a rather long conversation with Nemuri, trying to explain everything he could. It was a relief to him for her to admit she was just happy to know her old friend was alive. With her help, along with Nana too, they were able to start making a cover story. One that would place the blame squarely on Humarise's shoulders. He could only assume that the meeting was to further discuss the reversal. Garaki nodded his head. "Yes Sire, the network still operates, however I felt with how often your duties take you across the planet, coupled with how quickly you are needed elsewhere, a personal version would be beneficial, I do also have a copy stored in an incubation Nomu as well, should more be required," Izuku waited for the man to speak again, "We are just getting ready to attempt the reversal of Kurogiri, back to Shirakumo Oboro,"
"Is he here?"
"No, we've had to design a device in the facility in order to make the process possible, we're running some simulations and crunching a few more numbers before we try it," Dad answered as he looked over his own calculations. "We will be only a few hours, but thought it best to notify you, so you can get yourself, Kayama and Nana to the facility on time,"
"I'll send a Duplicate to collect them," He nodded, "I have a few things to do though, so do not worry if I'm not there immediately,"
"That's fine Izuku, we just wanted to let you know," Dad waved a hand as he continued to scribble out equations. Izuku gave a nod before leaving.
Sitting at the table, he leant back in his seat. Filling out the other spaces were his various alternates, a new version that seemed similar in age to him sat beside the aged Tea. "This is... Coffee I suppose," Tea shrugged, "Kouta and Eri decided to surprise me for my thirty-fifth, Time and Jade helped them locate the timeline and taught Eri the basics to jump between them, everyone I know met their younger counterparts, seeing what could have gone differently, I think Jirou was shaken at what could have been,"
"I'll say," Coffee piped up, "The fact there's a version of, well, me who ended up with Yaomomo and Itsuka? But not Kyo is mind blowing to me! And the fact she decided to try Kaminari of all people?"
"Their relationship wasn't the healthiest I'll admit," Tea nodded, "They lacked proper communication and constantly felt the need to walk on eggshells around each other when they were together, it was only after a few years that they reconciled and felt it better to remain friends, it was Jirou that helped Kaminari realise his asexuality,"
"He's asexual in your timeline?" Izuku questioned, "He's got a husband back in my timeline,"
"Shut the fuck up," Spite was grinning ear to ear, "Kaminari is gay in your timeline? That's amazing!" He laughed in his seat, "Oh god, no dude, fuck, he's like... hella straight in my timeline, like full on womaniser, different chick every other week,"
"Wait, wait, so... are any of us gay?" Izumo looked around the table with a furrowed brow.
"I mean..." Eyes began, "I've never really put much thought into it, I'm just into Mina to be honest,"
"Same," Spite nodded, "Mina's my one and only,"
"Well Momo and Himiko are enough for me," Lethal raised a hand, "Don't get me wrong I love Touya like a brother but... no thanks," Jade cleared his throat, "What? You're telling me there's a version of my timeline where I don't,"
"The three of you get adopted by Shouta Aizawa and become siblings, the Himuras join your family after Endeavors' arrest,"
"What? Fuck off, don't lie to me,"
"I'm not, he married Itsuka,"
"I beg your pardon?" Lethal went wide eyed, Jade nodded before disappearing in a flash of green, "He hasn't-," Another flash of green, "He did," Lethal threw his hands up, "A fucking second Jade, that's all we ask,"
"It's better to see it than hear it," He shrugged, the other version of Lethal stepped forwards,
"Is it true, you're a villain?"
"Revolutionary but if you have to be crass, yes," Lethal kicked his feet onto the table. Several items began flying from both greenettes, Izuku flicked a hand lazily as a wind suddenly filled the room. All the projectiles were thrown against the far wall by Air Cannon as he leant on his other hand. The other two men looked at him,
"Lethal, behave, you," He addressed the newcomer, finger pointing to him before directing him to an empty chair, "Sit," Both looked ready to argue, "Okay, let's put it simply, you are in a room with a version of us that controls time, a version of us that exists beyond time, a version of us that can mimic every quirk present, two versions of us that didn't need a quirk to kill All for One, a version of us that puts High End Nomu to shame, a pro-hero that took on hordes of Nomu, a guy that can kill Nomu with a scalpel, two versions of us that went against Re-destro empty handed and won, a version of us that doesn't have anything like that and still mowed down Nomu with a goddamn car without hesitation and a version of us that conquered their version of earth, if you don't behave you'll have to deal with the lot of them," He paused long enough to blink twice before inclining his head "Sit, and behave," His tone brooked no argument, "Newcomer, what's your story?"
"I'm Izuku, I killed my mother Inko Midoriya by accident when my quirk came in, for a few years I lived on the streets after meeting Momo, we were saved one night by Aizawa Shouta, he... he took us in, after that I found and rescued Himiko, he took her in too, thanks to Touya we got Endeavor just after Mo- after Rei's mental break, Da- Shouta took in the Himuras and helped Rei recover, we... Himiko Momo and I get Dad to adopt us properly, Rei and Dad get married we all head to UA, the crowd there is dumb for the first few weeks, trying to interrogate me after I explosively reunited with Bakugo, Itsuka was the only one to apologise, we begin to bond after the trauma of the USJ attack, start having movie nights together, after a while it develops, I do something stupid and get hospitalised for a few days, Itsuka confesses after being scared I'd die without knowing, we adopt Eri, they both get kidnapped by Re-Destro, I take out the MLA in a night, hospitalising most if not all the bastards except re-ject himself, who was my first actual kill outside Inko and the Nomu I fought,"
"Blegh, I can't imagine handicapping myself like that,"
"Not all of us are proud to be serial killers," Newcomer snapped at Lethal, "I was also told I need a codename to go by, so you can call me Mortal, it's my over ground hero name,"
"I'm a serial killer," Jade held up a hand, with a bored face, "As is Emerald, we systematically killed: killers, kingpins, rapists, traffickers and their ilk," A shrug, "It was the only way to really keep them down,"
"It's not," Coffee began, only to have Tea lift a hand,
"It isn't that simple, I should know," The older man hummed, "Some guys you can help, most of my rogues needed some therapy and a few supports to lean on but some guys, they're just beyond saving,"
"As sad as it is, you can't save a rabid animal," Izuku yawned, "The most merciful thing you can do it put it down quickly, humanely, for it and everyone else,"
"That's not for you to decide,"
"Isn't it?" He raised an eyebrow, "As King I am judge and executioner, the public is my jury and they trust my judgement, they know what I do is in their best interest," His seat reclined slightly, "But before we get into that debate, shall we not address the fact that Kage is here,"
"I'm far worse than a serial killer," The aforementioned man shook his head, "Even when I was his age," He waved a hand at Tea, "I was a child soldier, I've killed more than ten times whatever number you come up with together, three of them were considered gods to my timeline,"
"Moving onto lighter topics," Fox leant forwards, quickly easing the tension that had been rising. "How are the kids?"
"You're not awful," She shrugged a shoulder, "I mean certainly room for improvement,"
"Yeah but he's like eight!" A man argued, "The fact they can do this at all should be impressive enough, Dad didn't let me touch a sword until I could do a bridge cut an entire cucumber in thirty seconds,"
"That's fair," Her hands raised at his point, "I mean Father isn't exactly the worlds most.... childcare savvy parent,"
"Why do you call him that?" Another woman asked, "Did you just out grow calling him Papa?" Eri shook her head, letting out a small laugh.
"No, forgive me," She waved a hand, "In my timeline, males are... were considered subhuman due to the fact they all lack quirks, I will spare you the entire story but because of his power he was well sought after, we had to go to a lot of formal events and in our line of work displaying emotions during work is unprofessional, when he trains me he insists I do not call him Papa, because it means we will both inadvertently hold back,"
"He does something similar for us," A teen nodded, "Encouraged us to call him something else, including names, I think I called him a bastard more times than everyone else I've ever insulted together," The man laughed,
"That may be Taidai, but trust me, between you, Inko, Eri and me, none of you come close to my record," He chuckled again,
"Kouta has a point," The other woman nodded, "But I feel like we're glossing over Shiroi's thing just now, how young were you when he started your training then?" A waved hand,
"Oh, it was shortly after he adopted me and used Ninjutsu to remove my quirk and restore my tenketsu, Mom-Rumi was not happy at first and then none of them were when they were told the story of his Chuunin exams," Much like their fathers, the group of Midoriya children had come up with ways to differentiate between each other. Kage's daughter took a similar approach to her father, going by part of her kunoichi title. From Tea, Kouta and Eri were referred to by Agent and Clockwork, being monikers both were used to already. Their younger siblings got to keep their names as no duplicates for them were currently in attendance. It was the same for Fox's daughter, Kaguya, whom was the only timeline without a Kouta and/or Eri accompanying her. "Though he did make sure I learned how to be self-sufficient at the same time, he was making me eat everything even if I didn't like it and he's admitted that it's only thanks to Moms that he waited until I was a teen to teach me cooking,"
"Dad started teaching me the last two years of high school, just before I hit college, other safer chores he drilled into me over the years before," Agent chuckled "That being said, for their age and how long they've been training,"
"Prince and Princess are alright, it's Anya that's the concern," Clockwork nodded in agreement, "Though we know that's because her training started much later than the other two,"
"Inko and I can handle Anya, you guys all have skillsets complimentary to Prince and Princess, Ko- bro-, Agent you go help Princess with gun slinging, I've heard from Dad and several Uncles about how you're a menace at the range," Taidai flicked his chin, "E- sis-," He gave a frustrated sigh, "Clockwork you go help Prince with his hand to hand,"
"And the rest?"
"Shiroi can help Prince with his combat and set up some target practise for Princess, Kaguya can help me and Inko with Anya, her style is better for the role role Anya is going to be taking,"
"And that is?" Agent probed
"Defender or support," Inko joined the conversation, "Her mind reading makes her the best aggro fighter, can't hit her if she knows your every move," There was a flash of white as every adult Midoriya child took an offensive stance around the younger generations.
"Sheesh, I told you we were going to be late," A man chuckled as he looked to the room.
"Maybe I made us late because you kept being dour?" A woman shot back good naturedly. "Now remember the rules,"
"Most of the children are siblings here yes I know," He rolled his eyes before smiling, "Hello kiddos, less kiddie kiddos, " A hand raised, "Y'all can call me Torrent, but my name is Kota Izumi," At the bewildered looks on his alternates' faces he explained, "We are from the timeline of Time, he created a loop wherein I inspired myself to take up heroism and sword-fighting by saving my parents from Muscular,"
"C-could I... could we meet them?" Agent asked on behalf of all other Koutas present.
"We can see what we can do," Torrent nodded, the woman waved, introducing herself to try lift the mood.
"You've probably figured out by now, but I'm Eri, some of Izuku's shenanigans meant I was raised as his little sister!"
"So... you two aren't adopted by him?" Clockwork wasn't the only puzzled face in the room.
"If we were that would've made things very awkward," Torrent chuckled again before raising his left hand. "You see..." His ring finger waggled, highlighting the silver band around it, "We're married," Shiroi and Kaguya burst out laughing, Taidai and Inko looked at their siblings as the other Eris and Koutas looked horrified.
"EW!"
Kinoko had a bad day, Izuku concluded this from the fact she stomped into his office while he tried to get something done before meeting Dad and Garaki again. His chair swivelled as she grabbed the back of it and kissed him like she was trying to suffocate him. Once she drew away, he laughed a little. "Hello to you too my Sprout,"
"Never think I don't love you,"
"I don't,"
"Don't even try to comprehend such a fallacy,"
"Never," His smile failed as his brow furrowed, "You aren't making puns, what happened?"
"Villain talking shit, quirk showed visions of things the victim worries about, the deeper or more secret the worse the vision," She shuffled lightly as his hands rested on her hips. "And it feels longer too," A squawk as he pulled her onto his lap, holding her body against his,
"Trust me honey," Izuku kissed her temple, "There is no doubt in my mind you love me, I know you love me, this," His finger thumbed her choker, "Is proof enough, that you still wear it, that you've never once inquired about taking it off, even your name, Kinoko Midoriya is sign enough to me that you love me, you married me, you're helping me raise three children, you make sure I don't overwork myself, you care in your own way and that is more than enough for me," She collapsed against his chest, heaving a sigh of relief.
"And you never,"
"Not once before, nor ever in the future," He confirmed,
"How do you always know the right thing to say?"
"Because that's one of my ways of showing I care, asides from the cooking, or the cleaning or the sex, or the possessiveness," A wry chuckle, "Feeling better?"
"Yeah but, can we stay like this for a while?" Izuku hummed, checking his watch,
"Well, I have an hour before I need to meet Dad and Garaki, but I did tell them I might be late,"
"Perfect," She smiled against his frame "Cause I wasn't the only one," The door to his office opened again and two more figures entered. Itsuka and Rumi hurried over, joining Kinoko, trying to squeeze into Izuku's chair with him. Rumi wrapped an arm over her shoulders, trying to hide how rattled she was. Itsuka just hugged his other arm tightly, eyes screwed shut.
"Y-you don't think I'm weak... do you?" Rumi asked quietly, Izuku idly noted she had done her hair into twin braids
"Of course I don't Rumi, how could I?" He pecked her forehead gently, "I like your hair style today,"
"Took an hour," She mumbled, "Next time can you help me?"
"I'd love to my dear," Mollified, Rumi grew comfortable in her space. Izuku turned to Itsuka, "Want to talk about it?"
"Not particularly," The ginger admit candidly, trying to hide her face in the high collar of her redesigned costume. Her qipao was the same teal blue, just with the golden highlights, except the frog clasp removed. The corset had also been removed wither the fabric now running down to her feet. Itsuka had kept the sleeveless design but swapped out the black sport shorts for more form fitting black leggings reaching down to her black and teal combat boots. "I'm not too,"
"You're not too anything," He interrupted softly, kissing the top of her head. "You are perfect the way you are and I love you no matter what," Smirking lightly, he bounced his eyebrows as she looked at him. "Did you change your costume again? Because those leggings seem awfully tight,"
"Suppose I better get out of them huh?" She purred back.
"Don't bother," Kiniko grumbled, "I thought about it but hubby has to be somewhere in an hour," Rumi made a noise of annoyance.
"Nowhere near long enough," Their wives agreed, Rumi then gained an evil smirk, "I guess we'll just have to wait until he gets back... or," Izuku swallowed thickly, "We can send him on his way with a nice little mental image,"
"Such cruelty, even after I comforted you all," He sighed jokingly as they each stretched up to peck him. "Hopefully it won't be long though,"
"We still have an hour," Itsuka hummed lightly, "Cuddles will do until you get back," A light chuckle, "But don't be surprised if we jump you when you get home," Izuku laughed,
"Sounds good to me, my Champion,"