Welcome one and all to the final chapter of "Baby Grenade." It's nice to know that you guys love the work I made and I feel happy to give you content. Now I haven't received any confirmation if there should be a time skip or not so, but I'll go with the flow and see where it takes me. Hopefully that's good enough for you. Read to the end and tell me what you think. Danganronpa is property of Spike Chuusen and all of its affiliates. I hope you enjoy.

Baby Grenade 5

Home is where the heart is. No matter what place you go, no matter how far you travel, your heart will be at peace so long as you're with the one you love. A child could say that home is where they go to after dark, a soldier can say that home is the country where he was born, a mercenary can say that they don't have a home at all, but a father…. a father would say home is where his family is. Those words could never have been more right.

Mukuro Ikusaba was home, he was with his wife and unborn daughter in their shared apartment, examining the baby room. The pink walls surrounded the small crib in the center, along with a baby changer and several toys. An entire wardrobe of baby clothes was set off to the side, filled to the point where it nearly surpassed both her parents. Naturally, all baby clothes were curtesy of Junko Enoshima.

Now that Mako was in her last month it was imperative that he be there as much as possible. Every day after work he would go straight home, not stopping for anything unless it was for food or anything else important. To be honest he felt bad having Mako provide for him when she was carrying their child. From what he read in pregnancy books, his wife was feeling pressure all the time from the baby and was limited to the number of things she could do because of it. Still, Mako felt it necessary to do all the house work by herself and still take classes to get her teaching degree. Grant it they were online classes but still he didn't want to burden his wife with anything that wasn't necessary. However, whenever he tried to bring this up she would simply laugh and brush it off, saying that he was worrying too much and that she was going to be fine. It frustrated him to no end but he knew that she was only doing it out of love for her family so he begrudgingly bit his tongue.

He had just finished his daily inspection of the baby room when he heard the sound of glass shattering from the kitchen. Without a second thought Mukuro raced over to see if his wife was alright. What he saw nearly drove him into a panic. Mako was kneeling over, holding her sides in agony as a strange fluid pooled around her. Mako looked at her husband and laugh.

"Mukuro, I think the baby's coming."

The pain was clear on her face but she still had the strength to laugh. Her husband however was not as jovial. Quickly Mukuro lifted his pregnant wife up and carried her bridal style to the car.

He was in soldier mode now, nothing mattered to him but the mission. With the same focus he had on the battlefield Mukuro hit the gas pedal and drove to the hospital as fast as their car could go. It didn't matter if there were pedestrians, red lights, intersections, crosswalks, or anything else in between. None of it mattered. All he cared about was getting to the hospital as fast as possible.

The normal trip of thirty minutes was finished in ten with Mukuro breaking more laws then he cared to count. He knew it wasn't exactly safe for a pregnant woman to be driven at such dangerous speeds but he was confident enough to know that he could get them their safely. After all, if he could drive a hummer with a machine gun across enemy lines without being blown up then blazing through the streets during rush hour wasn't that difficult. Actually, now that he thought about it he might have just made a serious error in judgement with his driving but at least they got their safely. Now all that was left was finding a place to park.

It seemed like the hospital wasn't short on patients today because he could not find for the life of him find a single open parking space. Such a frustrating moment made Mukuro want to get out and shatter a car window, force the car in neutral, and push the car off to the side. Thankfully he didn't have to do so, for after almost ten minutes of searching he finally found a parking space located at the farthest end of the hospital. Using his past experiences Mukuro drifted the car at such an angle that it landed perfectly in the open space.

He carefully carried a now terrified Mako Ikusaba and sprinted to the front entrance. To anybody else Mukuro might have been seen like a blur running past them, yet the military officer did not once crash, instead effortlessly dodging every obstacle that came in his way.

He stopped at the front desk where a nurse was idly chatting on the phone and gently let his wife down before slamming his fist on the counter. The nurse jumped in surprise and scrambled to pull herself together while Mukuro maintained a neutral expression. Mako stood to the side holding her husband's hand to calm him down while at the same time getting her bearings from the insane trip there.

"C-can I help you-"

"My wife is pregnant, we need a doctor NOW!"

The force in his words scared the nurse to the point where she was literally shaking. Quickly she grabbed the phone and called the doctor to the front. Mukuro carefully led his wife to a chair and let her rest. He could see her trying to put on a brave face but there was only so much one person could do to hide the pain. Mukuro held her hand and tried his best to comfort her.

"It's ok Mukuro I'm fine."

Mukuro scowled. The love he had or his wife was limitless but that did not mean she didn't irritate him with her selflessness.

"Mako I know when you're lying. Just sit tight the doctor will be here soon."

Mako looked as if she was about to argue but quickly decided against it. She knew he wouldn't have any of it and honestly, she was in too much pain to try. Instead she nodded her head in surrender.

"O-ok"

At that moment, a doctor came in along with a few nurses and a stretcher. With speed faster than expected the group immediately bee lined to where his wife was, somehow finding her amongst the crowd in the room. Quickly Mukuro helped Mako onto the stretcher and the group made their way over to the room in which Mako would give birth. Thankfully the room wasn't far.

As they entered the room Mukuro examined the various things that were there. The bed, the tools, the medicine on the counter, the nurses making sure everything was prepared, and the doctor that had found them in record time. Everything had been strategically placed to avoid unneeded interruptions and staff were moving like clockwork in finish any last-minute preparations. Either the hospital knew they were coming or this room had been specifically made to prepare child births. Either case Mukuro was grateful.

As they lifted the pregnant woman onto the bed her husband never left her side. He didn't care if he had stay there for hours without food or water, nothing was going to keep him away from his wife, not even Junko. Even the nurses that had asked him if he preferred to wait outside knew he wouldn't budge and simply offered him the option out of curtesy.

"Wow, would you look at all this. I feel like it's my birthday with everybody paying attention to me."

Mukuro raised an eyebrow, but after a moment of thinking started to laugh. He knew what his wife was doing and he thought it was good to play along.

"Well it's someone's birthday today right? I mean look at all the guests already here."

He motioned to the two nurses in the room.

"Oh where or where could the birthday girl be? I haven't seen her but I'm sure she'll turn up soon."

At this point the nurses were starting to play along, looking around the room in a mock attempt to find the birthday guest.

"Oh wait, I think I found her."

Mako started to laugh as her husband strolled up and rubbed her pultruding belly. It felt nice to joke around now. A little distraction from the tense atmosphere. Mako held her husband's hand and gently tugged him close, giving him a chaste kiss.

"I love you."

"Mako…"

Mukuro leaned in to gently kiss his wife.

"I love me too."

Mako nearly snorted as she laughed from his stupid joke. He could tell she definitely wasn't expecting that to happen, having her normally unfunny husband actually say something humorous for once made it feel like an accomplishment in itself. For him, if he could get her mind off what was about to happen, if he could keep her calm like all the times she did for him, then that was good enough.

Now, it wasn't as if he didn't want her to think about giving birth to their child or anything, but just seeing her in pain like that made him feel completely helpless and in more ways than one. Still, seeing that smile of hers gave him hope that everything would be alright. Not that he was worried about things going wrong but it was nice to see a happy face all the same. He only hoped that he could keep that smile going until the baby came. Apparently, the amount of time it takes to birth a baby can range from twenty minutes to over ten hours. At least that's what the books said. Now all they had to do was wait until the time came.

However, as the minutes turned to hours Mukuro knew that this wasn't going to be a quick and easy birth. Mako was feeling more and more pain as time went on and he already exhausted all that he had to keep her distracted. The most he could do was let her squeeze his hand and tell her that she was doing a good job every once in a while. It made her smile sometimes but the pain was starting to seriously get to her. He had asked the nurses if they could give her something to help ease her pain but the only other option was an epidural which was basically jabbing a large needle down her back in between the vertebra. The idea wasn't very appealing, so needless to say Mukuro shut down the idea before the nurses could explain any more. Mako was already terrified and in pain, the last thing he wanted to do was scare her even more by having them stick a needle in her back. Still, without the epidural there was nothing they could do. With the baby still connected to the mother's blood stream, any medicine they'd use could harm her baby. A lose-lose situation if there ever was one, all which led to the same unfortunate conclusion. Mako was going to deal with this on her own and there was nothing he could do about it. All that was left was to hold her hand and stand by her side through the whole thing.

A few more minutes past and Mako started shouting in agony. Immediately the doctor and the nurses gathered around and got into position. This was it! The baby was about to come!

"Alright Mrs. Ikusaba take a deep breath now and when I say push I want you to push as hard as you can, do you understand?"

Mako nodded as the doctor led her through the process.

"Alright I can see the head. Push Mrs. Ikusaba!"

Mako clenched her eyes shut and screamed as she pushed with all her might.

"Come on Mako, you can do it. Your almost done, just a little bit more!"

With every last bit of strength she could muster Mako gave one final push to bring their baby out into the world. Suddenly the room started to echo with the sounds of crying as a new life came into their lives. She was here, after several long months she was finally here. Their baby was finally here!

"Mako…"

His wife stared at her husband, forcing a smile on her face. She was tired, drained of everything, and could barely keep herself conscious but even still she forced herself awake.

"I hear her Mukuro, I hear her. My baby…"

Mako was crying now with tears of joy, as she held her baby to her chest. The doctors had removed her umbilical cord and gave her a quick pat down before handing her off to her mother. After that they quietly backed away, feeling that it was best to let the family enjoy their moment.

"Hey there sweetie, it's me. It's your mommy."

The baby's voice went quite as she stared into her mother's eyes. Though she had never met this person before she felt safe, she felt happy. The world she knew had been enclosed for so long and now it was open and new. Mukuro watched as his daughter slowly looked around the room, taking in the new and wondrous sights before finally meeting his gaze.

It was like looking in to a mirror. Her eyes, her hair, her freckles, all were traits she got from him. She was a beautiful baby girl and one he loved with all his heart. He didn't know if she knew he was her father but he didn't mind. Just seeing her cradled in the arms of his wife was enough to make him happy. No, he was more than happy, he was over joyed. His face never stopped smiling and his eyes were still wet with tears running down his face.

"Would you like to hold her?"

Mukuro looked to his child and then to his wife.

"C-can I? Really?"

Mako nodded.

"She's your daughter too after all."

Mukuro laughed and kissed his wife. The idea of holding his baby girl in his arms was a dream come true for him, even if he did feel a little hesitant to do so. Don't get him wrong, it wasn't that he didn't want to, far from it. He would kill to have the chance to hold his daughter which wasn't a problem considering the skills he had, but to handle such a small and fragile thing gave him the need to be cautious.

Carefully Mukuro placed his hands around his daughter, making sure to support her head before finally pulling her into his arms.

It is said that the happiest moment in a father's life is when he holds his child for the very first time. Mako's dad had told him that but even so Mukuro couldn't have imagined just how amazing it felt. It was indescribable yet familiar in some way. He felt elated, confident, like everything was going to be alright. He felt…. hope.

Mukuro leaned down and kissed the top of his daughter's head.

"Mr. Ikusaba?"

"Hmmm?"

"We need you to tell us what the baby's name is. That is if you already picked it out."

Mukuro turned his eyes away from his daughter and faced the doctor. Mako had told him that if their child was a girl she would name it and if it was a boy then he would. They had talked about it for days trying to find the perfect name until finally they came to an agreement. Mukuro turned to Mako to ask her if she wished to give the answer, only to find her fast asleep. The process at taken a toll on her and she needed to rest. Though it was unfortunate she would not be awake to see this, Mukuro had already known the name his wife had picked.

"Koyuki. Her name is Koyuki."

The nurse pulled out a clipboard and wrote down some information before leaving the room. Another nurse approached him with a blanket and gave it the baby to keep warm. Mukuro silently thanked her but still she wanted to say something else.

"Would you like me to take a picture?"

A nod of the head was all that was needed before Mukuro handed her his phone. From there the nurse took several pictures. There were a few of him holding his daughter, there were some of Koyuki laying on her mother chest, there was shot of the birth certificate to prove she was theirs, not that there was any doubt, but there was one picture that meant more to him than any of the others. It was one single picture of Mukuro, Mako, and Koyuki all huddled together in one perfect family moment. Mako had to be woken up after a few hours of sleep to take that picture but it was worth it.

As Mako held her baby to her chest to feed her both parents took one last look at the birth certificate. It was proof that no matter what anybody said, that Koyuki was the child between two people that nobody believed would love each other. The child between the lone wolf and the angel of stayed with him. They looked into each other's eyes and kissed in the same way they did at the altar. Nothing could beat this moment and as they finished up the paper work and their baby fell asleep Mukuro reviewed the information and smiled at what he read.

Name: Koyuki Ikusaba

Date: Born June 22nd 2015

Time: 2:34 AM

Father: Mukuro Ikusaba

Mother: Mako Ikusaba

Mother's Maiden Name: Mako Naegi

Weight: 6.5 pounds

Location: Komaeda Hospital

He didn't know what the future held or what he could do to deal with it, but as Mako placed their daughter in her crib he knew, that no matter what the world threw at him he would be there to protect them. No matter what.

16 years later…

"Mom! Dad! I'm heading off to school."

"Alright see ya"

"Bye sweetie, love you."

A teenage girl waved to her parents as she ran out the door. Both parents watched as their daughter went off to her first day of high school.

"You think she's going to be fine?"

The father asked nervously.

"Oh relax Mukuro, Koyuki is 16, I'm sure she'll be fine."

"But what if she has trouble making friends?"

"She won't."

"What if she runs into trouble?"

"She can take care of herself."

"But what if-"

Mako held her husbands hand.

"Mukuro your over exaggerating. Koyuki will be fine."

"You don't know that…"

Mako rolled her eyes.

"Mukuro, you taught her martial arts and how to shoot a gun on multiple occasions. I think she'll do fine. Also remember, Junko taught her how to be more open and approachable with everyone so I don't think she'll have a problem making friends."

Mako giggled.

"Well that and how to get her daddy to give her anything she wants"

Mako raised her eyebrows in emphasis. It wasn't a secret that Mukuro loved his daughter more than anything but unfortunately Koyuki sometimes used that to her advantage. This was of course partly fault of Junko. Mako usually had to be the bad guy and say no to her but thankfully she was a good girl and never asked for much and always apologized whenever she tried to manipulate her father. Still, Mako always had to make sure her husband didn't spoil her too much.

"Believe me, she can handle herself."

"But she isn't…"

"Talented? Technically neither was I but that didn't stop me from making friends with everyone and it sure didn't stop you from going out with me."

It was true. Even though both her parents were Super High School Level's, their daughter hadn't shown any particular talent. It didn't matter to them though. Mako never really saw herself as being talented, regardless of what everybody said, and Mukuro wasn't exactly proud of having a talent that revolved around killing people, at least not since his daughter was born. With Koyuki though, Mukuro was nervous she wouldn't be treated as fairly as she deserved, although that was simply because he didn't know anything about the reserve course.

"It isn't the same."

"Listen Mukuro, I know she isn't going to the same school as we did but I'm sure she'll have a great time. I'll be right across campus so there's no way for me not to find out what's going on. Besides, Hajime was in the reserve course and he turned out fine."

"I guess."

Mukuro wanted to argue his point but knew he wouldn't win this debate. Mako's teaching job at the main course building gave her access to a lot of resources that could help keep her informed and she knew he had a great respect for Hajime. Ever since the wedding they have kept in touch with the Hinata family and have always considered them close friends. In fact, after their wedding Chiaki had decided that she also wanted a child and had apparently brought it by Hajime the moment they left the castle. Hajime was surprised but never the less supportive of the idea. A few months later they had their daughter Sawako and rest was history. Best part was Koyuki knew what it felt like to be an older sister and never had to worry about not having a friend.

"Don't worry so much. Look if anything happens she can call on me or you for help. Most likely you since she is a complete daddy's girl after all."

Mukuro shrugged.

"There's nothing wrong with a daughter spending time with her father."

"I know dear, I know."

Mako hugged and kissed her husband.

"Now I got to go now. I shouldn't be late on my first day of school, now should I?"

"Alright, alright. Goodbye dear I love you."

"Love you too!"

With that Mako was out the door, leaving Mukuro to clean up breakfast. It was his day off today so he didn't have much to do besides clean the house. Strange since most fathers would have jumped at the opportunity to laze around or watch a movie.

As Mukuro walked around looking for something to do he noticed a picture that was kept on the table in the living room. It was picture of their daughter wearing her brand-new school uniform with two beautiful bouquets of flowers in her hair. Junko had seen her wearing the outfit and decided to give it more of a flair for her family. Of course, when she found out she couldn't alter the outfit she opted to make Koyuki's face the main aspect of the photo. The result was beautiful, Koyuki's trademark smile definitely shined with the addition of the flowers and her ahoge fit with it perfectly.

Mukuro ran his thumb across the photo. It had been 16 years since he brought her home and he still couldn't believe how fast time had flown. He could still remember holding her against his chest as she slept. He remembered bouncing her on his knee and playing with her whenever he got the chance. He remembered her sharing the bed with him and Mako whenever she had a nightmare and he remembered kissing her tears away whenever she was in pain. He remembered all of that and more. As she grew up, he taught her how to protect herself and even show her how to hold and fire an assault rifle without fear. He remembered doing all sorts of things with her and seeing Mako with a camera taking a picture of all the special moments they shared as a family. Now that she was older he knew she would try to be more independent and do things all teenagers normally did. It scared him to think he was going to lose her but he knew that this day would come, he would just have to accept it.

"You'll always be my baby girl."

He smiled as he put down the photo.

"And that will never change."

Mukuro turned away to go prepare dinner for his family. His time with his family was one he would have never imagined but as he stared at his wedding ring and remembered the times they had, he could hear Hajime's words repeat in his head. They were the same words he was told the day he walked down the aisle and said I do to the woman he loved with all his heart. Hajime was right, he would never regret it.

Wow that took forever! Sorry for the late update but better late than never right? I admit it took me forever to come up with the right words to use for this and I wasn't sure if I should add a time skip or not but I think I did an alright job of it. If anybody has any problems I'll go back and update it but for now I think that this wraps up the story. The next one will be about Junko and Naegi and I'm willing to hear out names for Junko male alternative. I was also working on Mikasa's Madness which is also why I was a bit late, although that is no excuse. Anyways please review and private message me if you want I greatly appreciate it. I hope you liked this story and enjoyed it as much as I did writing it.

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