I'm hoping to make the next chapter a slice of life type of thing to break up all the drama I've caused in the last few chapters (and this one too, I'm so sorry). Anyway, I'm so happy that you've made it this far into my story and I hope you continue to enjoy it! I love any feedback, so if you see typos relationships you want to see, or anything really let me know! I did fix the misspelled names from earlier chapters!


Her Peace

Ginsui's knees hit the pavement after a white scarf wrapped around her ankles.

"I'm not going to stand by and watch you leave in that limo again," Aizawa's bored voice warned.

Kai Chisaki held back seething anger. His property was about to get away again. He turned to grab her to simply throw her, scarf and all, in. Unfortunately, she had already anticipated his movements. She easily rolled away from him and managed to stand up despite the wrappings on her legs and without his gloved hands reaching her.

Once she felt stable, she grabbed his mask and pulled it as far as she could before releasing it. Aizawa was already pulling her away from the masked man, so that he couldn't react without doing something that would bring even more attention their way.

Chisaki sighed in disdain before getting into his ride alone. How much longer was he going to have to wait? His bottom lip began to bleed thanks to that bitch. The moment he finally got her where he wanted her, he would make her beg for his forgiveness.

Gini was unable to comment on her savior's random arrival due to him mummifying her with the rest of his capture weapon. Her suitcase was already in his left hand along with her League phone. He hoisted her onto his right shoulder and carried her like a bag of flour all the way to their apartment.

He refused to undo the binding until he was certain that she wouldn't run. Slowly, he freed her and watched tiredly as she fidgeted with one of the throw pillows on the couch.

"Why do you smell like ash and cinnamon?" Shota spoke up as Ginsui continued to pick at the frayed ends of the pillow.

Maybe because the guy I've been vigorously fucking does? She thought in slight embarrassment.

"Does it matter?" She said aloud instead. She couldn't hide the pink from her cheeks. She knew Aizawa had noticed since he raised an eyebrow and opted to change the subject.

"Anyway, Sir Nighteye has kept me informed of your progress. According to him, you're not any closer to reaching All for One than you were when you left. I think it's time for you let it go and come back to the school until we have more information to launch an attack."

"That would be the best thing to do, but you see...I...um...well I don't think it's a good idea for me to be anywhere near a school since I was a target and...now that they had me in their ranks...I don't think he—I mean they will be okay with me not returning soon...you know?" Gini stumbled over her words as she tried to avoid any notion of having another person care for her.

"You're worried that they'll hunt you down and take you out because you'll expose their plans. I get that, but you know I wouldn't let that happen. Besides, I've already made arrangements for you to come along with me on a class trip that's as far from here as we can take the kids," Aizawa explained as Emi walked into the room with nothing on but one of Gini's old t-shirts and panties.

Ginsui rolled her eyes.

"GINI!" Emi cried, "I've been so worried!"

"So worried that you took my place?" Gini sarcastically replied.

"Oh...my attire...this is a big misunderstanding...please stop judging me with those pretty eyes!"

"What is this misunderstanding that I'm seeing before my pretty eyes?" Gini asked in an overdramatic southern belle accent.

"Chonks pissed on me while I was watching the news to see if they had any updates on the LOV."

"You did that for me?" Gini asked the chubby cat. He meowed proudly at his long-lost mommy.

"I knew he did that on purpose! I told you so, Aizawa!" Emi squealed. Aizawa frowned at the purring cat as it climbed into Gini's lap.

"What about the bigger misunderstanding? The one where Nemuri and Hizashi both believed that something went down between you two?" Ginsui asked and pointed to her cousin and ex-fiancé.

"So, he did come over to my place after the party. We also...okay fine we hooked up! I can't pretend like it didn't happen, so stop glaring at me Aizawa! Unfortunately, it turns out that he wasn't himself. He was under the influence of some kid's quirk. Long story short, he was tricked and I took advantage of the situation. Please forgive him. I don't blame you if you don't forgive me though," Emi burst in anxiety.

"So are you two still a thing or like what?" Gini squinted her brows together as she processed the news.

"No," Emi frowned as Aizawa managed an "absolutely not."

"But you want to be?" Gini asked her cousin as she ignored Shota.

"I...do, but he's shot me down every time I've asked. The longer you were gone, the more of a chance I thought I had. I guess I was being too optimistic."

"Oh," Gini replied dryly.

Things were about to get very awkward very quickly if they asked her how she felt about the situation. She couldn't care less about the affair; after all, she had willingly let herself be swooned by a "dead" man under the assumption that Aizawa had cheated first. She had loved him, but she had let that love go. Now, it was evident that his feelings hadn't changed as easily as hers had.

This revelation was making her question the validity of her relationship with the new villains. Had she been pretending to enjoy their company for the sake of not being alone? No; Toga, Magne, and Dabi were real friends. Their companionship was wanted and she did not use them for survival purposes.

She couldn't have. She couldn't be that cold-hearted and selfish.

She desperately wished the two in the room with her would leave her alone for a moment. Long enough that she could get out without getting caught and do that thing she's really good at: running.

The two-month pregnant woman sat in painful silence. Her feet continued to tap the floor in restlessness. She wished Aizawa would erase her quirk for a second so she didn't have to read their emotions.

"Gini...I know you were undercover and that you're not really supposed to talk about it, but are you okay?" Emi finally forced herself to ask.

"Yeah, I'm fine," the woman lied.

"Sir Nighteye said that the last conversation he had with you was off. He said you sounded distant, like you had disassociated. You don't have to pretend to be okay anymore. You're safe here," Aizawa interrupted.

"How many breakdowns did you have while you were there, Gini?" Emi pestered. She had seen Gini overwhelmed. She had seen the worst.

"I didn't have any mental breakdowns. Everything is fine. I'm completely fine," Ginsui argued, forcing the fact that she had almost killed herself earlier that day back to the blackness of her mind.

"I'm not listening to this anymore. I understand that you left out of vengeance, but something has obviously changed. I also know that you were surrounded by aggression and bad people for three months and that alone would drain any empath. After all of that, I can't believe you would lie to us," Shota scolded as he shook her shoulders.

"We can get you help to rebuild your mental health. We even have a psychiatrist ready to prescribe some meds to help you sleep whenever I'm not available," he added.

Ginsui's mouth trembled. How long had he been waiting for her to be seen in public to nab her back? He was so smart. He was so thoughtful, planned, and calculated. It's too bad he hadn't added in the fact that she would go and get herself knocked up.

She couldn't be here any longer. Each passing second implied that she was accepting of the situation. Dabi needed to know. She needed to finish what she started.

She had to get back to the League. She needed All for One, damnit. She needed to see him crumble to his knees in mental agony that only she could deliver. She needed to see him rot in prison...no, she needed to see him rot in an alleyway as maggots devoured him from the inside out.

Everything that happened to her from age fifteen until now had been because of that first encounter with the boss villain. If she didn't see that monster of a man fall from power, then she would never feel free.

Ginsui Fukukado didn't want to hear Aizawa's sensibility anymore. She moved his hands away and nearly made it out of the front door when his palms slammed it shut.

"Quit running," he snarled. He had never used his strength against her before. He never felt the need until now, "Please, quit running, Gini."

He towered over her. His shaggy, ebony hair tickled her face as his leaned in. His onyx eyes stabbed her heart with each unblinking second, but like a moth drawn to flame, she couldn't look away. His grimace finally softened into concern as his stare left her face and locked onto several hickies marring her neck.

"Emi, put some pants on and go. I need to be alone with my Gini."

Ms. Joke wasted no time and was out of their home within minutes.

Ginsui felt the butterflies in her stomach churn in disgust. How could she be so stupid? What would happen when he discovered what she had been doing in her absence? How would he feel once he learned that the person responsible for the markings he found, was the same person whose date he had interrupted by proposing? That she had moved on that fast.

She never meant to hurt him, but that was what she was about to do. She spent half of her life with the man. She had given all of herself to him without any rules or regulations, but their relationship never seemed to bloom like most. It took him so long to ask her to marry him, that she felt as though he only did it out of courtesy.

She prayed that he wouldn't notice the ring missing from her hand. She had just taken it off hours ago to please another person! Christ, she needed to get her shit together. She wasn't ready for this conversation with Aizawa.

Much to her surprise, he didn't say a word. He activated his erasure to numb her and carried her bridal-style to the bedroom. He carefully tucked her in and released his quirk as soon as he felt that she had calmed enough to sleep.

Aizawa scanned over her napping form. He felt his blood boil with each scratch found. Someone had touched her. Someone had marked her. Someone had been rough to the point of bruising her and it made him want to shake her awake for answers.

He knew he had to keep his cool if he was going to keep her here. If he got too testy, it would push her in the direction that would only lead to her own downfall. He needed to think logically.

First, he would have to figure out if her damaged body was something she consented to. She wasn't innocent, so she may have found someone wild enough to entertain her kinkier side. He only knew of two members related to the League: a person made of smoke-like material and a man-child. Neither would suit her type, which meant that Nighteye had withheld information regarding new members or that Ginsui had been keeping them a secret. If the brutal sex was what she wanted, he could do that too. He would have no trouble doing whatever she asked as long as she stayed faithful from this point on.

Once he could confirm that, he could try to reason with her. He could try to convince her why and how he was the best thing for her. That he was better than whoever the hell did this to her. If he couldn't do that, then they really fucked her up. There couldn't be anyone in a league of fucking villains that could actually care about her. If she thought so otherwise, then her mentality had really taken a hit. He'd have to send her to a hospital to get her mind cleaned and cleared. Then, they would simply start over.

She would learn what true love was whether it was now or later.

Secondly, he needed to evaluate why she was out during the day with a suitcase. This could imply that she was headed to another hideout OR that something went down and she was running from the motley crew of people she caught herself up with. He had a sinking feeling that it was the latter.

He could find out about both issues if he checked the contents of the bag. He didn't really want to do that out of respect for her privacy, but privacy was tossed aside when she decided to say yes to marrying him and then running away after saying "I love you".

I love you.

It wasn't something he had told her. She hadn't said it before either until that day he was nearly blinded. They had only used actions to display their true feelings. He always felt that the statement was taboo, that the second he said it out loud that everything he built would be undone. He was right to be afraid though. She said it and then went missing for an entire quarter of the year.

The unzipping of her suitcase wasn't enough to stir the exhausted woman awake. He dug through all the clothes and huffed when he found the opal ring buried deep within them. He tucked it into his pocket and would bring it up in a few weeks. If he did it any sooner, it would seem too desperate.

Each article of clothing reeked of smoke and fireball. Whoever she was getting close with had an affinity for cigarettes and that sickly-sweet whisky.

Then, he found the white envelope. His hands began to shake as he spread the four images out onto the bed. It took him a good fifteen minutes to process what he was looking at. The name ZAWA was printed at the top along with EIGHT WEEKS, 3 DAYS.

She was pregnant and based on the time, it wasn't his even though she used part of his name as her alias. She was gone for Three. Fucking. Months. She hooked up with some random dude and spent two of those Three. Fucking. Months knocked up by him.

If she wanted to break up, all she had to do was say so. Then again, if she wanted that then she wouldn't have told him that she loved him. She wouldn't have agreed to marry him. She wouldn't have let him bring her here.

They had talked about kids and how she wouldn't be able to have them. Her being pregnant was just as much a shock to her as it was for him at this moment. She probably didn't think twice about having a one-night stand after hearing rumor about what he had done with her cousin. Why would she play it safe when the threat of a baby wasn't in her radar?

Suddenly, it hit him.

Ginsui was walking around in public with a suitcase because she was trying to get help. Thank goodness he found her. Any wretched feelings he had been spurning in were dissipated once he realized how awful she must feel. It was going to be a challenge, but he was still going to love her as if he were the one that helped create the baby. It's not like anyone would know that it wasn't his, right?


It was too bad that the woman had other ideas.

She found herself sitting at the coffee table with a cup of chamomile tea, a selection of donuts, and four pictures of her bean-shaped fetus chilling in her uterus.

"We both made major decisions that brought us to this current situation. I don't care who this sperm donor is. I don't care if you even have feelings for him. I don't care how dumb this makes me look. Ginsui, I can't let you go back there. I can take care of you. You need a safe place. You need real, honest financial, mental, and physical support. Whoever this dude is, is not going to be able to provide that for you when he's working for scum. Think logically about this."

The woman had barely taken a bite out of a custard-filled treat when he started with the speech. She set the yummy morsel down to reply.

"I know you mean well and everything you say is right. There's no way that the needs I'll have soon will be met where I was before. But, I can't accept your help with that. It's not right or even fair for you. You say you love me, but we both know you only love the idea of me. We aren't the same people we were when we met. We're not kids anymore. I messed up and I need to fix it on my own. Besides, Emi is good for you. You don't have to pretend that you don't like her joking with you anymore."

"There you go again with that delusion that you're not —"

"Shota, stop."

"No, you stop. Give this a chance."

"ZaZa, Mic told me that you bought the ring fifteen years ago. If you really wanted me as a wife, then why did you wait so long to ask?"

The sleepy man stared at her. He wasn't sure how to respond.

"See. This 'sperm donor' as you so politely called him, wouldn't have hesitated. He has a bizarre obsession with me that's made me feel wanted in a way that I haven't felt from you in years not counting the one night you finally proposed. I need to make amends with him. We didn't part ways in good terms and I don't want him to hate me."

Aizawa sighed. He knew arguing was pointless.

"Come to the field trip and if you're still set on returning to the League to finish your bullshit after that, then I won't stop you. I promise."

"I really miss the kids. Thank you for inviting me. I'll go to see how much they've grown and to help where I'm needed. But you better keep your promise," Gini replied with her pinky out.

Aizawa intercepted it with his own to seal the promise.


~Back at the LOV hideout~

"Magne, slow down. Tell us again what happened. No, say it faster with more stutter!" Twice asked the crying woman.

"Sh...she...she was about to be t-t-t-taken by some man with a strange mask. I was going to interfere, but she used her quirk to stop me. I think he...I think she was scared of him. I think he had a quirk that she couldn't risk him using in public. She seemed to know him? I don't know, but I do know that she was going to leave with him, but Eraser Head got to her before she could. He tossed her over his shoulder like she was trash! It was barbaric! Oh no, the baby! What if the way he was carrying her hurt the baby?!" Magne cried out before slapping a hand to her mouth after she realized what she had said.

Dabi, Shigaraki, Himiko, and Twice blinked in confusion.

"Baby? What the hell are you going on about?" Dabi asked first.

"Gini's having a baby?!" Toga grinned happily, "I knew her blood smelled different! I hope she isn't mad at me for cutting her a little too deep the other day..."

"Baby? Cutting? What are you saying Toga?" Dabi tried asking again.

"The Silver Sorceress is having a baby. This is good. She's not going to risk spilling our secrets to the Pros if she has something other than herself to protect. Are you ready to launch your attack, Dabi? You'll be able to get our team's most valuable player back and destroy Aizawa's ego at the same time," Shigaraki suggested.

"Am I the only one that's lost?" Dabi inquired.

The League members stared at him as his brain slowly grasped the fact that the woman he'd had a crush on since day one, was having his baby.

"Congrats on being a new dad! It really sucks to be you," Twice added before Dabi left the hideout, clearly disgruntled.

Touya Todoroki was many things, but a father figure was nowhere on the list. He brought a cigarette up to his mouth as he took a bus to the place he was raised. He stared at the large home as he smoked cig after cig.

Now was his chance to break the abusive cycle. He didn't have to raise a child the same way he was. He didn't have to use his past as an excuse to treat Gini and this baby like shit. Even so, what kind of life could he provide working underground?

He couldn't. He would have to let Ginsui go. He would take care of her needs, God he would take care of those insatiable needs of hers. He would, of course, send her all the support she needed to live like a single mom so that she wouldn't need a roommate (or heaven forbid, another man). But, he wouldn't be able to be seen with her. No one would be allowed to know of his existence. It would damage her reputation and it would take away from this child he made with her.

He would have to let her go. However, that didn't have to happen now. She had business with the League and he wanted her to be able to finish that before returning to her fairy tale world of Pro-Heroes. To do that, he would have to proceed with leading the first attack made by the Vanguard Action Squad.

He lit the last cigarette in the pack and carelessly tossed it into the front yard. A small fire began as he left with a devilish grin.

"Shoto did you see what I did? Wasn't there a person there moments before? Am I going crazy?" Fuyumi asked as she and her youngest brother put out the random fire that started in their yard.

"There was definitely a person here..." Todoroki agreed.

What he didn't say, was that the person seemed familiar. He'll have to worry about that another time. He was supposed to meet his classmates at the mall to get things for their trip. He heard that Ginsui was supposed to go. Would he be allowed to ask her where she had been? Would she answer honestly? He knew the stranger that was here had something to do with her. He could feel it in his gut.