Summary: Izuku settles in, has an eye opening experience, and gets a heavy talk from the rents.
Let me know if you see any errors - I have no beta so this is all written, read, written again and then read over once more all by me before I even post it XD
Warnings for this chapter: discussions of virginity and omega oppression.
Waking up the next morning was a bother for Izuku. He was finally within a bed that was similar in feel to the one he left behind back in the Fairlands. His body wrapped and surrounded by blankets of varying warmth, softness, and fluff - all that had been gifted to him by the Bakugou's as a courting gift for his arrival. He was thankful, as they cocooned him tightly and helped him to have an unbothered sleep.
Though, once his eyes began to open from the sun beaming through the half closed curtains, he shot up in bed and turned towards the bedside drawers to grab his worn notebook. His hand reached for his quill, still in the ink bottle he had left there the night before, and he hastily turned to a new blank page within the notebook. He quickly wrote down his dream, trying to remember each detail and captured it in both words and drawings on the pages he began to fill. He bit the end of the feather, the stem worn from his habit as he thought about what to say, what to jot down. What would be important compared to the rest?
He was taught by All Might that his dreams would become more detailed, more meaningful as he excelled in his alchemy. It was something that All Might insisted that he take part in - seeing as Izuku had a talent for words and drawings, and also that of analyzing and debunking words and phrases. It was what drew All Might to him even at the young age of four - what called for the man to name Izuku as his predecessor.
Something about his dreams foretelling the future. He had heard of that only happening to certain mages, witches or warlocks, never alchemists, but All Might insisted that this was a norm for their level of alchemy use. He had no reason to doubt his teacher, so he had kept up with the journals of notes from his travels and scripts from his dreams.
Finishing the entry, Izuku looked over the jotted words before nodding and placing the notebook back into the bedside drawer. He closed it, locking it with a key, and then placing the key back around his neck next to the amulet the Bakugou's had given him so long ago. He made his way to the on suite bathroom, and looked around the large marbled room setting about beginning a bath for himself before a knock on his bedroom quarters sounded through the room. He poked his head out, and saw a beta woman looking around his bed, her distress evident on her face.
"Hello there." Izuku greeted as calmly as he could. The woman still jumped from her place, a hand going to rest over her heart, no doubt racing from the sudden words.
"O-oh! Hello Prince Consort, please excuse my rude entry. There was no response for my first few knocks, and I was sent to help prepare you for your day. Is there anything I can assist you with?" She had already begun to pull the sheets down off the bed, no doubt beginning to fix it to its proper state. Izuku mourned the loss of his circle of blankets and pillows. He never found the need to fix the bedding to a proper 'state'. It wasn't as if anyone else minus his mother or the maids would be entering this room… She must have felt his starring as she fixed another pillow before glancing over towards him once more. He could only smile as she paused and looked him over before nodding that she was listening.
"You can continue with the bed if you wish, but I've already started my bath and daily routine. If you could, it would be helpful if you can show me where the linens are and other products I've brought along. Someone must have put them away during the feast yesterday while I was preoccupied." He was a bit peeved at this - having his personal belongings looked through and put away for him. He had struggled upon return from his explorations last night, only wanting a new set of clothes and to wash the days travels away only to not find any of his belongings besides his sleeping wear after he tore through the closet and wardrobes located within his room.
The maid gave him a bright smile, and stepped forward into the humid bathroom. Izuku followed close behind, as she moved towards a partial cupboard built above the sink vanity. She opened it, showing Izuku the fresh towels and toiletries located within before moving once more towards another cupboard that held all his own personal favorite bathing soaps and scrubs. There were even some within Izuku had never seen before, and knew they must have been provided by the Bakugous. He nodded in thanks, moving forward to grab his own supplies and place them near the steaming bath water before turning around to go back for the towels.
He nearly ran smack into the maid, who hovered around him. Izuku had to hold back a yelp in surprise, and he gripped the front of his nightshirt to try and calm his ragging heart. "Uh… yes?"
"Oh, I just presumed you would want help to bathe and-"
Izuku quickly shook his head, and ushered her out of the bathroom. She paused, turning to look at him with a questioning look. "No, no, no, no! No need to worry about that! I am perfectly capable in cleaning myself thank you! No need for further service! If you can go tell the Bakugou's I will be ready for breakfast in an hour's time I would appreciate that! Thank you! Thanks, uh, yes, goodbye!" He closed the bathroom door behind him, clicking the lock into place as he once more gripped his shirt.
How intrusive! Would he have to face this daily with his morning routine? She nearly killed him in shock before. Izuku could only sigh heavily before making his way towards the bath. The water had cooled to a perfect temperature, and he stripped down before stepping into the water and relaxing. He leaned back and soaked for a while, letting his thoughts run free from the maid, to the shared kiss from last night, to the man he shared said kiss with, and his new life within the castle.
His face flushed as the kiss was the prominent vision he held. His warm fingertips traced his still tingling lips as he settled further down into the water. He couldn't believe Katsuki had the audacity to kiss him so suddenly, and so soon! It was much too soon… but… Izuku couldn't deny he had enjoyed it, if the tingling left from Katsuki's lips was anything to go by…
He needed more time. Time to figure out his own feelings, if he even felt anything like that for Katsuki, or it was just an reaction from his omega being in contact with his chosen alpha, and time to figure out his thoughts on the matter of his new home… and Kingdom.
He missed All Might… Missed his true form of Toshinori Yagi. He missed the man's smell, and his bright personality and spirits at seeing Izuku and talking with him. He had become the father figure Izuku had always needed, and hoped for, since his own father had run away at the first sign his mother was having an omegan child. The coward, leaving behind his pregnant mate and child, leaving Izuku's kind and caring mother behind just because of the child they created together. Izuku hoped the man was happy, because they were much better off now than he had ever probably assumed they would be.
Good riddance. Izuku's thoughts stayed with his broken, but perfect family for some time before the water grew cold and he hurried through his cleansing routine. He applied the scent neutralizing soap to his neck, wrists and thighs before stepping out of the water, dabbing those areas with a wet cloth to only clean the residue of the soap away. Toshinori had taught him this technique to help with keeping the facade of being a beta, but he was still used to his scent being hidden. He wasn't yet comfortable, or willing in that case, to let his scent roam free. Maybe with time, again with him needing time, but it was all he could do to make sure he himself felt comfortable.
He had to be selfish in some areas since the rest of his would be dedicated to his new kingdom and husband. He sighed loudly before wrapping a warm towel around himself, and moving towards the locked door. He peered out into the room, seeing it was clear and walked forward. Laying on the bed was an outfit picked out for him. He blushed as the material moved through his fingers, the thin shirt shifting, flowing as he picked it up to place it against his body. He liked the material, but didn't understand why he was given this outfit to wear. It was a woman's blouse, that much he was sure of, but to be given this must be a sign of…?
Izuku's eyes hardened, and his fingers tightened in the material as he tore it away from his body. So they already wanted him to play the part of the princess, didn't they? Well, Izuku wasn't having it. He had been born a male, sure with both sets of sex but he was all male on the exterior, and he would damn well prefer to wear his own choice of clothing and be known as a male.
He carried the shirt back towards the closet, hanging it there and reaching for his own choice. A short sleeved white button up and green vest covered his torso and multiple scars from his younger training years. A loose white sleeve pull-up covered his forearms with light gray gloves covering his hands. These too, covered the many scars that littered the skin. He snapped his fingers with his right hand, and touched the sleeved material, turning it to match his skin tone with freckles. These sleeves were designed to make sure his skin appeared 'normal'. No one was to know just the amount of damage that All Might's teaching methods caused. It was a secret almost as dear as All Might's true form of Toshinori Yagi.
He did the same with his right arm then, and moved to put on his teal pants, all together tied with his bright red shoes. He moved to a mirror located within the closet and looked at himself. He grinned at his reflection. This was how he felt most like himself, and this kingdom will just have to understand that. He turned for the door then that led to the main hallway of his current wing of the castle. He opened it slightly, peering out and around and stepping out into the hallway.
He nodded, gripping his fists tightly before a quiet, 'I'm ready' left his lips and he headed down the hallway towards the main corridors that he was in yesterday evening.
He had only be wondering around the hallway for a few minutes before a loud bark behind him caught his attention.
"There you fucking are. You're late you know?"
Izuku steeled himself, and swerved around to flare up into Katsuki's glaring red eyes. "Who do you think you are, leaving me clothes like that? Do you have any idea just how degrading that felt?!"
Katsuki's face showed one of confusion before his eyes hardened and he stepped forward towards Izuku. "The fuck are you talking about, Deku?"
"You must know why I'm talking about! You mean to tell me that a woman's blouse appears on my bed, basically signifying that I should wear such a thing, and that order wasn't barked from your mouth?!" Izuku was fuming now. His fingers clenched into his palms, and he could feel the heat radiating from his gloves. He had to get control of his temper.
Katsuki's bewildered face gave Izuku pause, before a growl erupted from the alpha's chest and he poked forward into Izuku's own. "Are you fucking accusing me of something I didn't do?! I have no idea what fucking blouse your talking about and I damn well know I never ordered such a thing so-!"
"Katsuki!" Katsuki paused, his palms starting to smoke as his magic grew wild around his own hands. He gripped them tightly, and turned towards his mother who briskly walked towards the two of them with his father close behind. "What is going on here?"
"Deku is accusing me of shit I never did! Something about some god forsaken woman's blouse has him riled up and ready to tussle." Katsuki spat out as his glare turned back towards Izuku who looked just angry as he felt.
Before Izuku could retaliate he watched as Queen Mitsuki'a face took on a look of concern before her eyes met his own. "Izuku, my dear one, I must apologize then, for I am the one who ordered the blouse made and brought to you."
Izuku held back an impulsive whimper, realizing what he was just accusing Katsuki of. He turned towards Katsuki then, but instead of seeing a look of, 'I told you so', he was looking at his mother with critical eyes and a deeper scowl than before.
"Why would you do that, old hag?"
"Watch it brat! And I did it believing that Izuku must have in some way felt the same as I did when these events began to occur."
Both Izuku and Katsuki met eyes then, showing confusion at her words before Mitsuki sighed and gripped the bridge of her nose. "You see, Izuku dear one, I was once in your shoes. Grew up knowing I was an alpha, but having the choice to wear clothes for both genders. However, that all changed when I was brought up to the throne, having to wear strictly Alphan clothing and things that portrayed my strength and not my womanly self. It grew on me, and many days rubbed at me the wrong way. I had thought, knowing that you grew up having to dress and act as an beta, that you might want the chance to own something now that has those other characteristics of what makes you, you. But it seems that just leaving the blouse there was a mistake, and I once again, apologize."
Izuku looked on in horror as the Queen began to bow down to him, and he shook his head, waving his arms around in the air to get her to stop. "No, no, no, no! Please, Queen Bakugou don't do that! I must apologize! I did not see it as that way, and had thought that maybe… I…" His words halted there, not wanting to speak them out loud as the insults from his childhood rang in his mind.
"Deku." Izuku looked up, feeling a warm, form grip on his shoulder. He met ruby red eyes, filled with something akin to understanding and pain. How could he understand, the oppression he saw as omegas were mistreated, looked down upon. By most they were seen as the weaker sex, used many as homemakers and mothers to children. He had seen one to many omegas being harmed because of this, and it made his blood boil to have thought that the Bakugou's were just like those unjust people. Katsuki snapped his fingers, and Izuku stopped muttering with a blush on his cheeks.
"We aren't like them Izuku. We do not think of you in that way, not at all."
"I… I understand that now. Thank you, Kacchan… Queen Bakugou."
"Please, Izuku, just call me Mitsuki. You are family now. It's what I would prefer."
"I'm sorry I, I would need time to adjust to that, so can I…?"
"How bout Auntie Mitsuki then? More formal but still familiar enough to be used between us. Besides, this brat here refers to your own mother as auntie."
"How bout we both just call you old hag instead?"
"Kacchan!"
"You brat I swear to god-!"
"Alright! How about we all head towards the dining hall before the food grows cold?" Masaru stepped forward then, wrapping his arm around Mitsuki's waist and carting her off towards the main corridor. Katsuki glared at the backs of his parents before turning to Izuku and holding out his arm and nodding towards the omega.
"Shall we?"
Izuku looked at Katsuki's arm, before taking it and wrapping his hand around his strong forearm. They began to walk, an uneasy silence filling the space between them.
"Kacchan I… I want to apologize. I accused you of something I never should have… and I deeply regret it."
"Yeah, it was a pretty shitty thing to do." Izuku gaped up at Katsuki, only to have the blonde's laugh bloom from his chest making Izuku's heart flutter at the sound. "But I understand. Next time, just make sure to talk to me first if something upsets you. I will do everything in my power to make your stay here as enjoyable as possible, and hopefully, as you adapt, this castle and kingdom will start to feel like home."
Izuku's face bloomed in a blush at Katsuki's words. His eyes focused on his feet, watching the gray marble beneath them move as they carried on down the hallway.
"I will remember that. Thank you, Kacchan."
Izuku groaned as he patted his belly after the large meal he just ate. The day had been spent with one of the aids and King Masaru, showing Izuku around the corridors in a more in depth tour than the one Katsuki had shown him last night. They had just settled in a smaller room, something Inko had dubbed the tea room after dinner. He sat next to Katsuki, the two of them surrounded by their parents as well as their second hands. Ochako sat to Izuku's right in a small, comfy chair with Eijirou to Katsuki's left. Katsuki and Izuku were sharing a smaller couch, while their parents faced them in another, yet larger couch across the room. Tea was set out onto a small table located within the middle of the room, and the maid quickly left as she bowed to them all.
Izuku took the filled cup from Ochako, smiling with a small thanks as he smelled the warm liquid before taking a sip. Even though his stomach was full, he enjoyed his tea time and had fond memories of these moments back in the Fairlands. Though, the crowd gathered now was much larger than he was used to.
Mitsuki cleared her throat, and she grinned over towards himself and Katsuki with a spark in her eye. Izuku grew tense, as he could feel the anger slowly rising within his betrothed next to him.
"So, we called you both in here to not only enjoy tea, but to also discuss something rather important."
Katsuki's groan slowly grew in his throat and he leaned back in his seat, his heavy arms crossing over his chest. "What is it now?"
Mitsuki's glare had Izuku tensing further, but taking one look at Katsuki showed he was hardly phased at the seething look from his mother.
"If you'd be so kind to let me finish before speaking your damn mind, you would know brat."
Katsuki could only let out a huff before uncrossing his arms and instead crossing one boot clad foot over his knee. His hands settled on his thighs, and Izuku realized too late that he was staring before red eyes met his green. He let out a small grunt in acknowledgment and quickly looked away. He brought the tea to his lips once more, and could only blush as Ochako gave him a knowing look.
"As I was saying, we have much to discuss now that the Midoriya's are with us once more. The first order of business is regarding your living quarters, dear one. Are they to your satisfaction, Izuku?"
Izuku nodded, a small cough leaving his lips as the tea nearly spilled from his cup at his sudden movement. He hadn't expected to be talked to directly so quickly. "Ah- uh yes. They most definitely are. It's larger than my childhood home to be honest. I was quite surprised when I returned to my room last night."
"Wonderful! That is great news, now the other smaller issue before the fun announcement. That little, rondevu you two had late last evening after dinner? That must not happen again until you two are wed, do you understand?" Izuku's cheeks flushed, and he looked taken aback as he glanced over at Katsuki. He was sporting a similar look, before his cheeks flushed and a growl ripped from his throat.
"What do you mean by that, old hag?"
"Show some damn respect you brat!" Mitsuki sneered back at him, before a calming hand settled on Mitsuki's thigh. She glanced over at Masaru, who had a kinder smile on his face as he looked at the two boys.
"What she means is you two are not to go off alone again without supervision. I understand it must be annoying in a sense, being separated for so long and are still being required to be watched over, but we must keep up with appearances, especially with Izuku being a rarity, he must keep his, uh well…" Masaru paused then, his own cheeks holding a slight flush to them.
Inko spoke up then, her own cheeks red as she nodded towards the boys. "Izuku, my dear, you must keep yourself intact until the wedding. It's well, a part of the ceremony, in a sense. It's also why during your heats, you were never given anything that could… well…"
Izuku's face flamed, and he placed his head into his hands to cover his face. He was so embarrassed! To be discussing this not only in front of his betrothed, but also his own mother and the king and queen!? He felt mortified! He peeked over towards Katsuki, whose face was one of shock as he looked at the older parents with his own traces of embarrassment. Their eyes met briefly, before Izuku quickly looked away.
"So that little kiss that occurred last night - that cannot happen again. We cannot afford to have rumors of you two sneaking off and the castle aids seeing such. Do you both understand?"
Izuku muttered a small yes before Katsuki moved to sit forward and he glared towards the elders. "I apologize then." Izuku could tell that was gritted out through tight teeth. He peered once more at the younger blonde, who had a hard look upon his face. "That was entirely my idea, and my fault for what occured. It won't happen again as I promised Dek- Izuku as much. I am to blame for this."
Izuku shook his head, and looked up fully. "I… The kiss maybe, but the tour you gave me of the castle was as much my idea as it was yours, Kacchan." He smiled over at Katsuki then, one that the alpha's eyes followed. "I will take the blame as well, so don't shoulder it all yourself."
Katsuki only nodded before a large clap made the two of them jump. "Wonderful! Wonderful! Well then, it is wonderful to see you two getting along and already shouldering the duties together! Hopefully you two continue to learn. Now that the awkward discussion is over, we have something more fun to discuss."
Izuku perked up then, and met Mitsuki's eyes as they shined.
"We are going to start discussing and begin planning for your engagement ball!"
"The what!?"
"Huh!?"
Chapter End
