A/N: ... I totally forgot I also have this on FFNET too. I am so sorry! I am currently at Chapter 15 so over the next week there will be frequent updates to get caught up. I blame my old age...

Disclaimer: I do not own Boku No Hero Academia/My Hero Academia this is work of fiction that I am not making a profit off of.

"What the heck am I even supposed to do with these?" Katsuki's eyes drifted up toward the black balloons he held, narrowing his eyes at them skeptically. "And tell me again why the doctor couldn't just tell us what the brat is?"

"Because," Ochako placed her laptop on the coffee table, slowly lowering herself to sit. Her stomach wasn't large yet, but it was enough to sometimes throw off her balance when she least expected it. "We didn't have a wedding party-"

He frowned at her words.

"Not that I regret our elopement, but I am sad we didn't include our friends and extended family-"

Katsuki couldn't think of the last time he spoke to anyone in his family past his mother and father. There had been a small reunion over the holidays he'd taken Ochako to after they graduated but after that…

"But I wanted to include our friends and family in finding out what the baby is," she grinned, looking at the balloons in his hand.

"With balloons?"

She nodded, smile widening, "With balloons!"

"And you couldn't just let the doctor just tell us?" The baby had been in the perfect position for Chiba to see if they were going to be welcoming a son or daughter. Chiba had asked if they wanted the results inside of an envelope for a reveal party.

Before Chiba could finish her question, Ochako had already formulated a plan. "Nope. I want us to be surprised too." She had requested the results to be placed inside of an envelope so they couldn't see, much to Katsuki's disappointment.

"I would have been surprised at the doctor's office." They'd taken the results to a store requesting that they fill the black balloons with blue confetti if the paper inside said 'son' or pink confetti if it said 'daughter'. Logistically, there was no way of satisfying everyone with a party on such short notice. On the way home, Ochako and Katsuki sent out text messages and emails to friends and family saying they were going to reveal the baby's sex this evening on Ochako's personal social media account.

"Well, now you're gonna be surprised when we pop the balloon on video in a couple of minutes," she told him, patting the space on the couch next to him.

Katsuki huffed, shuffling his way over to her and plopping down next to her on the couch. "I still don't see why we had to wait."

"Cause it's more fun that way."

"Tch."

"We could just wait until the baby is born."

"No way." It was bad enough that he didn't get the results in the office. "I'm not waiting another four months."

"It wouldn't be that bad."

"We need to know, so we can figure out a name, get clothes, and shi-stuff," he listed, stopping himself from getting lost in the growing list of things that needed to take care of before the baby came.

"The baby is just gonna be in onesies and t-shirts for the first couple months, so I figured we'd just get a variety of colors," she shrugged. "And we can't name the baby until we see them or until we get to know them better."

"So, we're supposed to wait until they're a year old before we give them a name!?"

"No, you goof!" she chuckled swatting his arm playfully.

He sighed, putting a hand on top of her stomach, "Well how are we supposed to get to know the brat then?"

"Pay attention to how they act now since I'm starting to feel the baby move. Do they kick a lot? Are they calm? Do they respond to music?"

What? "That makes no sense, angel face."

"Like, my parents' named me Ochako because my ma drank gallons of tea while she was pregnant with me."

"Your mom drinks gallons of tea now."

"Apparently, it was worse when she was pregnant," she laughed. "My pa said one day he came home to my ma chewing on tea leaves-"

"Don't do that." Thankfully, Ochako's cravings had been pretty unextraordinary for the most part. Besides her magnified sweet tooth and her new found love of hot sauce on everything she could manage.

"You're missing the point. Why'd your parents name you Katsuki?"

"No idea," he frowned. "They had to call me something."

"No, there's a reason they named you that," she told him. "Part of your name means 'victory' so they wanted you to do great things. Also, you got a symbol from each of your parents which is kinda cool since your quirk is a perfect combination of the of theirs."

How the hell did she know so much about his name? It was hard to figure out, but… "I would still be where I am without them naming me Katsuki. My name is a coincidence, angel face."

"Who knows for sure? My point," Ochako started with a grin. "Is that our baby's name is important. We need to think about what we want from this child."

Katsuki repositioned his hand, "I just want the brat to kick harder."

She rolled her eyes, placing her hand on top of his.

"Is the brat moving right now?" he asked.

"Nope," she answered slowly, taking a deep breath and tangling their fingers together. "I think baby is asleep. Hey," she chuckled. "In a couple minutes, we're going to be able to say he or she. You ready?"

Keeping their hands together, Katsuki pulled the balloons closer to them. "Yeah," he murmured, placing a soft kiss to her lips and giving her hand a little squeeze.

"Okay, and we are," she grinned, leaning forward toward her laptop. "Live."

Katsuki looked at the webcam in distaste, eyes moving toward their video image playing at the center of the screen. "So we gonna pop these things or what?"

Ochako leaned her head on his shoulder, laughing lightly, "We have three more minutes. I told everyone six o'clock." She looked at the screen, smiling brightly with a little wave.

"What are you doing?"

"People are saying hi." She pointed to the scrolls of text appearing to the side of their video.

Ashido Mina: OCHAKO! OMG! Look how cute and round you are! I can't wait to see you when I get back! 3 3 3

Sero Hanta: I don't think that's the best compliment…

"So, say something to them." His eyes glanced over the messages with a slow nod as more people started watching their video and commenting.

Ashido Mina: I said she was cute, lol!

Kaminari Denki: #BakuGirl! I'm calling it now!

Kirishima Eijirou: #BakuBoy! You are wrong my friend! As the favorite Uncle of this child, I would know…

Kaminari Denki: I figured Izuku got that title…? Ya know, Ochako's best friend…

"I turned off the microphone because I don't know where people are watching this." It was likely that a lot of their friends were watching while at work. "And we don't have to watch what we're saying in case we want to post this to our hero pages."

Katsuki shook his head, biting back a chuckle at their friends' bickering, "We don't need to post it there."

Kirishima Eijirou: I'm Katsuki's best friend!

Kaminari Denki: There can only be one favorite Uncle, dude… I don't make the rules.

"I think we should. It might piss off that reporter," Ochako grinned.

Katsuki chuckled, "Devious."

Midoriya Izuku: I think it's up to the kid who their favorite will be. And if we're picking sides #BakuBoy!

Kaminari Denki: Not fair! You and Ei had inside information that cost me a small fortune on the marriage bet!

Jiro Kyoka: No one told you to bet that much money! And... I hate to side with Denki, but #BakuGirl !

"These morons…" Katsuki huffed, rolling his eyes.

Ochako laughed, leaning over to type, "Ya know, I'm upset we didn't think of it before. It's pretty clever."

"No, it's not. Those idiots are gonna call the brat that until we give the kid a name…"

Uraraka Ochako: No one has 'inside information', lol! We don't even know what the baby is, but we will in one minute! :D

"I need to change my name on here," Ochako hummed thoughtfully.

Ashido Mina: Here we go! Team #BakuGirl !

Yaoyorozu Momo: Agreed! I'm saying it's a girl!

Asui Tsuyu: #BakuGirl !

Hanta Sero: I'm going #BakuBoy !

Iida Tenya: I think both options would be wonderful…

Kaminari Denki: Iida you're brilliant! I'm saying both! It's twins, you guys! PLOT TWIST!

"Oh god, Denki," Ochako groaned, chuckling. "I hope he didn't give our parents' a heart attack."

Uraraka Ochako: It's not twins! There is only ONE BABY! We have several ultrasound pictures to prove it! Lol

Kaminari Denki: Damn it.

Kirishima Eijirou: Next time dudes! :D

"Alright, let's do this," Katsuki muttered, growing impatient as he grabbed the balloons, holding them in front. "You gonna pop these things or what?"

Ochako nodded.

Uraraka Ochako: Alright! Here we go!

She picked up the pin sitting next to the laptop, inhaling as a grin grew on her face. Her head tilted to the side, looking at her husband. With one last glance at the camera, Ochako squeezed one of her eyes shut as her tongue crept to the corner of her mouth. The pin collided into the balloons with a sharp pop, causing her eyes to squeeze shut in surprise. Her eyes slowly opened as the sound of messages rapidly filling the screen. Blue confetti floated around them as Katsuki's soft smile came into focus.

"We're having a boy," she whispered. Astounded she leaned close to him, wrapping her arms around her shoulders. "BakuBoy!" Ochako squealed quickly looking up at him happily.

Katsuki returned her hug, wrapping his arms around her waist as he placed a kiss to her forehead, "We are." His eyes staring at the mess of confetti around them mind moving to fast for him to process.

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"Oi."

Ochako slowly lowered the book in her hands, setting her eyes on her husband standing in the doorway of there bedroom. "What's up?" she questioned. Planting a hand on her stomach, she adjusted the pillow nestled between her legs.

"I have something for you." Katsuki rested his head against the doorframe. He'd just finished putting away leftovers from dinner.

"When were you able to get me something?"

"Today," Katsuki answered, shooting her a mischievous smirk.

"How?"

They'd be been together all day.

Both of them had taken off for her doctor's appointment today. They'd gone from the coffee shop to her doctor's appointment to the store to get the balloons and back to their apartment.

The only time he'd been out of her sight long enough to get her something has been after they'd gotten off the computer. After their public reveal of the baby's sex, Ochako called their parents while Katsuki worked on dinner and had gone to take a shower.

She still would have known if he left the apartment.

"Wasn't hard." His smirk grew. "You were with me."

Brown eyes settled to the hands placed behind his back.

Katsuki gave a nod. He slowly walked into the room, making sure to keep whatever he had behind his back hidden. "Yeah," he confirmed. "I'm surprised you didn't notice." He stopped in front of her, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Ochako looked at him, brows high and curious. Her head tilted, trying to catch a glimpse of what he could be hiding from her.

"Here." He presented a chocolate cupcake decorated with a generous dollop of bright blue icing.

"A cupcake!?" she squealed, carefully taking the treat from him.

"You were talking about having cake when we revealed what the brat is, so..." he trailed off with a shrug. "Here's you cake."

"Aww," Ochako cooed, dipping her finger into the icing and sucking it happily from her finger. "When did you get these?!"

"While you were waiting for the guy to fill up the balloons, and I went to get some groceries. I got some cake mix and icing, nothing fancy. Baked them while you were in the shower."

"Still really sweet of you," she whispered, taking another lick of the icing. "And what would you have done if it were a girl?" She presented an icing covered finger to him.

Katsuki snorted, quickly licking the icing off, "I got blue and pink food coloring for the vanilla icing, cause I had no idea what the brat was."

"Told you it was a boy."

"It was a fifty-fifty guess."

She shook her head, carefully peeling the wrapper off the small treat, "I know what I know." Ochako took a little bite of the cupcake, icing smearing her face. "Mmmm."

"You're a mess," Katsuki shook his head, leaning over to wipe her face with his fingers.

"I don't care," she hummed happily at the taste of sugar, licking her lips. "You eat some too." She moved the cupcake in front of his face, dabbing a bit of the icing against his nose.

"Really Ochako?" He narrowed his eyes in mock anger before leaning back. "And it's your cupcake. We've got more in the kitchen anyway."

She took another bite, giving him a knowing glance, "You ate one already?"

"I had to taste one!"

Sure he did. "Thank you," Ochako chuckled, puckering her lips for a kiss.

"Dork," he murmured, leaning in.

"Wait-"

What.

"You have icing on your face."

"Really? Whose fault is that?!"

She licked his nose, cleaning the icing off. "No idea."

Katsuki snorted, placing a hand on her stomach, "Your mama is lucky she's cute."

Ochako was sure that, eventually, she'd get used to hearing Katsuki refer to her as a 'mama', but for now it warmed her chest, "Are you happy it's a boy?"

"What I said before-" He carefully crawled over her legs and moved behind her. Katsuki lay on his side resting his back against her chest as he cradled her stomach in his hand. "Still stands true now. It didn't matter before, and it still doesn't matter what the brat is because it's our brat."

"Stop calling him that."

"I still think we need to start thinking about names."

"Mmmhmm." Finishing the cupcake, she crumpled the wrapper and set it on the nightstand. "I was thinking about that. I forgot to mention that the girls gave me this baby name book when we were trying all those old wives tales for predicting the sex, which we were right by the way."

"Coincidence," he grumbled.

"Anyway, I was thinking we should try out a couple names now."

"Try out names?"

"Yeah. Like when we talk to him now use the name." Ochako picked up the book, thumbing through the pages. "The book suggested doing things like writing down the name, testing when we're giving instructions, seeing how it fits with our names…"

"Makes sense." His chin came to her shoulder as he pressed a kiss to the side of her neck.

"I was thinking we should pick something where you could pass down the symbol you and your dad share?" she explained flipping through the book. "I like Syouki, or we could do something close to your name like Katsu or-"

"No."

Ochako looked at him.

"I don't want that for him."

Frowning, she rolled over and faced her husband, "You don't want what?"

"Nothing."

"Katsuki…"

"It's fuck- It's just dumb."

Ochako's frown deepened as she stared at him intently.

"All that shi-stuff earlier about names," he shrugged, sighing loudly. "I don't want him to think winning is the only thing that matters. I want him to be better than me."

"You're a wonderful person-"

"I was a little shit." He patted her stomach. "Sorry. I know, no cursing, but…" There was no other way he could describe the person he was when he was younger.

"Keyword there is 'was'. You grew up, you changed, you tried harder."

"It doesn't change how much of a jerk I was, and I don't want our brat to be the same way," Katsuki admitted quietly. "Hel-Heck yeah, I want him to be the best at everything he does, but I don't want him to do what I did. He has to be better than me."

Ochako cupped the side of his face, "Giving him a piece of your name won't do that."

"I-" There were so many feelings jumbled in his mind creating a tightening in his chest. This feeling hurt and tied his tongue. "I don't want him to have the weight of my name." It was the only way he could explain it.

"You are wonderful," she repeated, bringing them nose to nose. Her eyes stared into his as fierce and determined as she'd been during their Sports Festival match their first year. "You're not-"

"Don't sugarcoat the crap I've done."

"I'm not, but I would not have married you or started a family with you if I thought you weren't going to be a good father to our children." The things Izuku had told her about that Katsuki had said in middle school had shocked her. "The fact that you don't want our son to do what you did lets me know that you're going to do everything you can to make sure he's a good person."

It didn't feel like enough.

"Izuku forgives you-"

"He fuc-shouldn't." Katsuki had given up on trying to figure out how Izuku had managed to genuinely forgive him years ago and had taken the weird friendship in stride. The memories of his actions still stuck with him though.

"Well, he does, so forgive yourself." She kissed his lips softly. "Hey, we have a couple months before we have to pick out his name, so keep an open mind, huh?"

Katsuki sighed, kissing her once more, "Fine."

To be Continued...