Epilogue: The Dreams of The Cat

Another day was coming to its end. The red-haired lady sat on the couch with a warm cup of green tea in her hands, graceful as a cat. She let the steam come inside her nostrils with a deep breath in, slowly releasing in a relaxed manner. It was "Me Time", a rare moment in the day where she could let go of all her worries and–

"Moooom!"

And they usually didn't last long.

Sighing, Shino put the cup on the small table in front of her, again gracefully rising from her seat and walking to the source of the noise. It wasn't as if she felt bothered by these interruptions. In fact, she kinda liked it, especially the part where her kids called her. Poking her head at the room door, she found one of her children, currently sitting on a pillow, with a couple of books in front of her.

"What is it, Michiru?"

The girl who was scratching her head, apparently struggling with the task at hand, turned around as she heard her name, looking relieved by seeing her mother.

"Mom, I don't get this one." She said, pointing at the book and problem in question.

"Did you ask your brother for help already?" Shino said, approaching and kneeling next to the girl.

"Niji-nii is doing his homework too, and Ichi-nee is still at school…"

The third child in order of age, Midoriya Michiru, 7 years old. She had the short red hair of her mother, albeit a little unruly. She also inherited the eyes of her mother and the freckles of her father.

"Well then, let's see where your difficulty is…"

Shino absolutely loved to help her kids study. Honestly, anything that involved her kids was a source of joy. They could leave a mess behind them at times, and there were the usual whining and tantrums now and then, but the whole Mother Experience was everything she thought it was, and much, much more. But it wasn't all flowers, nor an easy task. For example, as she barely finished helping Michiru with that question, two loud screams sounded inside her head.

"Give me a minute, dear." The cat lady excused herself, wincing a bit as a heated argument raged directly in her skull.

"Yoshino, Yoshiko! What did I say about telepathic arguing?" She sent a mental message before standing at the doorway of the room, arms folded over her chest and a serious look on her face.

The two girls froze in place for a moment, looking at their not so pleased mother, then immediately pointed at each other.

"She started it!" Their voices sounded loud, again making Shino wince. She was still teaching the twins how to control the volume of their voices when using their Quirks.

Yoshino, the more quiet and well-behaved of the two girls, inherited a close variant of her Quirk, being able to project her voice to anyone within a certain range. Yoshiko, the little imp of the kids, had a different Quirk where she could only connect to one person at a time, but she could amplify the range and strength of it many times.

They just learned how to use their abilities, but controlling them was still a work in progress, and when they got into fights, which happened quite often, the whole family was made a part of it.

"I don't want to know who started it. What are the rules for telepathic arguing?" Shino asked again.

They lowered their heads in guilt.

"No telepathic arguing…"

The twins, at 6 years old, were exact copies of each other, as one would expect. The only exception was the heterochromia they showed. Yoshino had a green left eye and a brown right eye, while Yoshiko had them mirrored. Aside from that, it was the same curly green hair and chubby cheeks.

"And why were you fighting this time?" The mother asked, already seeing the culprit being hidden behind Yoshiko.

She then showed a plush doll that suffered from a slight rip on the arm.

"Mom! Yoshino ripped my All Might plushie!"

The quiet kid gasped in shock.

"No, I didn't! She tried to take it from me and ripped it!"

"You weren't holding it anyway!"

"He was helping me study!"

"All Might can't help you study, dummy."

"Yes, he can."

"No, he can't.

"Yes, he can!"

"No, he can't!"

"Why do you care? You don't study anyway. That's why you're dumb."

"I'm not dumb! I just… learn differently."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Quiet, you two, or it's no All Might for a whole week." Shino intervened, quickly defusing the arguing. It was kind of a dirty trick, but forfeiting their "All Might privileges" always worked to end these fights.

"Now, let me see it." Yoshiko slowly handed the doll. It definitely had seen better days. God forbid her husband saw it, otherwise he would be the one mourning the loss of some "quality merch". Was it the fourth or fifth fix she had to do? "I'll sew it, but first, don't you two have something to say to each other?"

She stared at them, tapping her foot.

"... Sorry for taking All Fluffy from you, Yoshino."

"... Sorry for calling you dumb, Yoshiko."

"Come on, how about a hug?~"

The twins hugged each other, then turned to their mom.

"Can you really fix it, Mom?" They asked together.

"Sure. Mommy is getting better with practice~"

"Yay! Mommy will save All Fluffy again!~"

Just like that, they were back on good terms, as if there was never a problem. Shino walked out of the room, examining the doll closely, but she heard that word she loved yet again. This time it was a boy's voice, clearly annoyed.

"Mom… Rokuchi did it again."

She met midway to the room of her eldest son. The boy, a spitting image of his father, except for the red-colored hair, held a toddler that had all the traits of the father. Nijimi held little Rokuchi away from him, as the baby had a runny nose.

"Mom, can't I keep him outside my room? That's the fourth futon already…"

"Aw, sweetie…" Shino picked up Rokuchi in her arms, who started to caress the face of his Mom. "Let's see the damage."

Nijimi then showed her his futon and the small charred spot on it. Despite barely being two years old, Rokuchi developed a Fire Breathing Quirk, and as such, sneezes could be quite dangerous. Not enough to harm, but the furniture suffered the most. That was a huge contrast to Nijimi, who at the age of 10, didn't have a Quirk.

"He keeps sneezing and burning my things. And last week he was biting my notebooks. What if he starts a fire in my room? I have important data here." Nijimi was very patient and kind to his siblings, and everyone around him, but she understood these recurring things could get really annoying.

"I know you like having your own space, but Rokuchi is too young to understand some things. Also, he's at that exploring phase, and he really likes you." As she said that, Rokuchi munched his tiny fist, waving at his older brother, completely oblivious to any aggrieve he might have caused. "It's like… You two are on the "boys" team."

"... So me, Rokuchi, and Dad?"

"Yeah, you three are like a team. And your father is the leader, but when he's not around, you have to take care of Rokuchi."

"Hmm…" Nijimi pondered over something, then looked at his mother again. "But aren't we at a disadvantage?"

"Dis… advantage?"

"Yeah," The boy started to count on his fingers. "The girl's team has you, Ichi-nee, Yoshiko, Yoshino, and Itsuki. That's five against three."

She couldn't help but laugh lightly, then patted her son in the head.

"Don't worry dear, it's not a competition." Looking again at the damaged futon, she decided the best course of action. "Flip the futon and we'll get you a new one this weekend, okay?"

"Fine… Oh, can we get more notebooks while we're there?"

"Did you complete the two I bought you last month already?"

"Sorry, I had a lot of ideas recently…" He scratched the back of his head sheepishly. Like father, like son.

She held a warm smile and pulled him close to her.

"Of course we can, sweetie."

Considering their position, Shino knew not having a Quirk was a big deal to Nijimi, but she happened to marry just the right person. And as such, she and her husband gave all the support to him, encouraging the boy to pursue his dreams. Right now, Nijimi was looking into the field of Support Items.

"Mommy…" A timid voice caught her attention. A small figure poked her head around the door. "Can we eat?"

It was Itsuki, her second youngest child, extremely timid but absolutely adorable and affectionate. At 4 years old, her short red hair was starting to show a small green patch, matching her big emerald eyes.

"Are you hungry already?" The mother asked, to which Itsuki nodded. "And what do you want to eat?"

The kid scampered closer, latching on her leg.

"... Pancakes?"

"Itsuki, we can't have pancakes for dinner. That's breakfast." Nijimi said.

"So what do you suggest, dear?" Shino turned the question to him.

"Uh… katsudon?"

"We already had katsudon yesterday. And the day before too…" Not that her kid was the one to blame.

"Mom, I'm home!" At last, all the kids were home.

Itsuki let go of Shino and rushed out of the room. She always greeted everyone who arrived.

"No running in the house." The mother said, going after her, the baby in one arm, the damaged doll in the other hand, and her eldest son right behind.

In the living room, the teenage girl only had time to take off her shoes before being greeted by her little sister, peaking around the corner.

"I'm seeing you~" She teased, prompting the girl to leap from her "hiding spot" and perform a tackle hug.

"... Welcome," Itsuki said shyly, hiding her face.

"Welcome home, sweetie. How were your club activities?" Shino entered the living room.

"Ah, it was good, the usual. But today we saw a car chase happen near the school, it was so cool!"

Yoruichi Midoriya, the eldest of the siblings. At 12 years old, if Nijimi was like a carbon copy of his father, she was the carbon copy of her mother, including the Quirk. Outgoing and very responsible, she was used to taking care of her younger brothers and sisters.

To them, their Big Sis was the third or fourth coolest person they knew because she took judo classes since she was five, and at one time she beat up a bully who was nagging at Nijimi for a whole week.

"Ah, I saw that on the news! Do you wanna see the aerial footage, Ichi-nee?"

"Really?!"

The two rushed back to the rooms, followed by the youngling. Shino had to pick up the forgotten backpack at the entrance and leave it at Yoruichi's room, then ask the kids to keep an eye on Rokuchi while she cooked dinner.

Her life became more and more bustling as time passed, encountering new situations to solve every day as her kids grew up. A lively, rather noisy house, full of joy, troubles, and lots of love. She couldn't wish for anything else.

Well, there was one key point missing… For roughly an hour.

"I'm home."

As he locked the door after him, the twins crossed the living room at top speed, jumping and hugging the tall man, clad in a green hero costume.

"Daddy!~" Izuku was quick to let go of the bag in his hand to hold them.

"Oh wow, someone is really happy to see me." There was no way he could hide that huge grin crossing his lips.

"Daddy, Daddy. Did you get it?"

"We've been waiting the whole week~"

The two giddy girls "inherited" his love for everything related to pro heroes, and they would often– very frequently– ask him to get an autograph or some special thing from some pro hero. That was a luxury very few collectors around the globe had, because they were not the daughters of the Number One Hero of Japan.

"Hmm, about that…" He made a face, getting saddened vibes from them. "Yes, I did." From water to wine, in a flash, they were all happy again.

He reached inside the bag on the floor, producing two shirts.

"Red Riot shirts, signed personally by himself. They're a little oversized but you two will grow."

Yoshino and Yoshiko jumped from his arms and held the shirts for each other, then started squealing in commemoration. The noise and commotion apparently attracted the other kids. Itsuki sneaked her way around the hyped twins and quietly "climbed" her dad, giving a shy welcome once she reached arm's height, to which Izuku replied, patting her head.

"If only I could make them that happy to wear dresses…" Shino leaned on the doorway to the kitchen, shaking her head.

"What can I say? I guess I'm just that awesome." He said, holding a smug grin as he walked to her.

"My my, someone definitely grew out of their shell, huh?"

"You know I'm only like this around you…" Yes, even with the years of experience as a pro hero, getting surrounded by people, and being the center of attention most of the time, Izuku still felt nervous internally, though he got much better at showing a trustworthy image. He was the Symbol of Hope, after all.

"Yeah, I know. Keep it like that~" Shino said, yanking him by the collar of his costume and capturing his lips in a passionate kiss.

"Hi Dad, how was– ew, go exchange saliva in your room." Yoruichi came to the living room, only to find her parents kissing and the twins running in circles with their oversized shirts.

"You'll see things differently when the time is right, dear~," The mother told her daughter after breaking from the kiss. Yoruichi cringed in response.

"I hope that doesn't come any time soon." The young man said, then held the kid in his arms at eye level. "Right, Itsuki-chan?"

Itsuki-chan agreed and nodded, although she didn't understand much of what her father was talking about.

"Don't worry, Dad. Not in a million years." Yoruichi said, returning to her room.

"Yeesh." Nijimi watched her go, then suddenly lit up like a Christmas tree. "Dad, I gotta show you something! I just had this awesome idea for support gear. Do you think you can show it to Hatsume-san?"

"Really?! Lemme see it."

"No sir, for both of you. After dinner." The red-haired beauty said, pulling her excited husband by the hoodie of his costume.

"Fine…" Father and son said in unison, but it was the former who looked more let down.

"Sometimes I have doubts about how many kids I have in this house."

"I want to motivate him, Love. You know this is important to me." Izuku said, putting Itsuki on the floor.

Before they married, Izuku explained to her how he used to be quirkless, and how he acquired his powers. He sat down and had a serious discussion with All Might about that, and his mentor let him decide, so long as he was aware of the risks and responsibility. In the end, the skeletal man looked pretty happy with it. He was invited to the ceremony and everything.

"I know, Honey, but it can wait for a couple of minutes. Anyway," The cat hero then placed her arms around his neck, giving him a seductive look. "Do you want to eat first? Or do you prefer a bath? Or maybe… actually, the bath will do, I just realized you're sweaty."

"Hahahaha, I thought it was meant to be seductive?" He whispered as she pushed him in the direction of the bathroom.

"Yes, but it works better when you're nice and clean. Now go shower, and we'll have dinner." She ushered him. "Then, you can have lil me~" The last part was followed by a playful slap on his butt.

"Get a room." Yoruichi passed right on time to witness.

The kids were fed, clean, and ready to hit the bed. Now came the daily task of reading them a story before sleep, and since Shino did it the last two nights, it was up to Daddy Izuku this time. Itsuki usually asked for one of her favorite books while Yoshino and Yoshiko went for any "adventure from work", which he was more than eager to share. Shino stood at the doorway sometimes and watched in awe: a giddy kid trying to put two others to sleep. All that was left was to clean any remaining dishes and place Rokuchi in the crib.

The two adults finally let their bodies fall back on the king-size bed, letting out a tired but relieved sigh. At last, the couple had time for themselves.

"So, how are things at the agency?" Shino asked, running her hand through his green locks.

"Rather busy. With Uraraka out of the city helping with that powerplant incident, we have fewer hands to work with."

"I see. Any major incidents?"

"Not this week. How are things on your side?"

"The agency is doing well. We just received a group of interns and you know how Yawara is."

"Yeah, the Tiger Training is very intense…" He shuddered at the memories of that training camp, which got a light laugh from her. "Ryuko-san?"

"Ryuko is all sunshine and happiness with her new boyfriend. I guess third time's the charm~"

They laughed together. When Shino announced one year after Izuku's graduation at U.A. that they were a couple, Ryuko felt a storm of emotions. According to the blondie, she wanted to hug Shino tight, scratch her face, give congratulations, perform a suplex, and wish her the best in life to her friend, all in one go. Later on, she also added there was a tiny voice screaming to "steal the green cutie", but she wouldn't do that to her best friend.

Needless to say, the marriage caused even more ruckus. Not that they openly advertised it, but the press always found a way to get a scoop. People made their objections, most of them targeted Mandalay for "jumping on a rising star career". She paid no mind to that, as fame was never a priority to her. They had full support from their families, friends, and later on even the fan club, Deku amassed. Lots of hopes and ships were crushed, though.

"And what about our two pupils?" Even in this dim-lit room, with only the moonlight pouring through the window to aid, she could see the wide smile on his face. It was like that every time he mentioned them.

"They are doing amazingly! Kota is thinking of opening his own agency, and at the rate she is, Eri will reach the top 10 in the National Hero Ranking by the end of the year!"

Kota and Eri decided to become pro heroes too, thanks to Izuku's influence in their lives. Of course, one of them would deny that vehemently, but the two were the number one fans of Deku, without a shadow of a doubt.

Shino actually shed a couple of tears when her young cousin graduated from U.A. She had a flash of his parents, seeing how his hero costume was a clear homage to his parents. At last her hopes of him understanding the meaning of his parents' actions were achieved, and seeing his brave smile made herself proud of him.

Eri kept living at U.A. dorms until she was at the age to enroll in the Hero Course, always being trained and supervised by Aizawa. Of course, she had more than a few complaints at the mark of her third year there because Izuku had to move out, but with Principal Nezu's help and a lot of persuasion from Aizawa, they came to an agreement where Eri would stay so long as Izuku visited her regularly. The recently graduated pro hero was more than happy to oblige.

As time went on, Eri and Kota became very good friends, bound by their endless admiration for the hero Deku, which often sparked friendly rivalries. When their turn to enter the pro hero world came, they had a clear goal in mind: applying for Deku's hero agency, and from there they began to build their names, first as sidekicks and quickly evolving under the guidance of the new Symbol of Hope.

Being extremely close and attached to him, and considering Aizawa officially adopted her two years after she was rescued, it was hard for anyone around to not see Eri as Izuku's little sister. The silver-haired girl loved the scruffy man. She also loved to be close to the green teen, and she wanted to save people exactly how he and Mirio saved her. And as Izuku and Shino formed their family, Eri naturally became a part of it, visiting their house very often and naturally becoming "Auntie Eri" for the kids. "Uncle Izumi" was a little more reserved on his visits, but Shino knew him well enough to know it wasn't with bad intent and invited him over whenever they had free time.

As her mind wandered, Shino stared at Izuku for a good while, getting his attention.

"Are you thinking of something?"

"Oh, just remembering the past." She laughed softly. "I did say you would be a great parent back then, didn't I?"

"Yes, you did." He agreed.

Shino then snickered.

"I just didn't imagine you would be such a doting, protective father."

"Hey," He playfully pushed her. "I'm just looking after my daughter. I don't want any random jerk to play with her heart."

"Oh my gosh, you're speaking like your mother, fufufufu~" She joked, hugging him tightly. "I know you care about her, Honey, about all of them. You told me you wanted to be a present father in their lives, something you didn't have nearly as much… and I love that you go all the extra miles for that." Then, Shino kissed his forehead.

"~sigh~ I don't know. Sometimes I feel like I'm missing something…"

"I'm sure every good parent feels the same way from time to time. Modesty aside, we're doing an amazing job, if you ask me."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. Our eldest child is responsible and takes care of her siblings, and the second in line is aiming high with his future. All of them are lovely, polite, energetic… and can get on my nerves at times, but that's part of the package deal."

"Everyone talks about sleepless nights with small kids… and they're right…"

They shared another laugh.

"I think we're getting better and better at this parenting thing." Izuku said, caressing her face, and Shino held a smile that was a mix of happiness and "I told you so".

"I agree, but… Nijimi said something today that really got me thinking…" Shino held a somewhat serious face.

"Oh, and what was that?"

"He said your team is at a disadvantage."

"My team?"

"Yeah, the Boys' team. It's just you, Nijimi, and Rokuchi in the house."

"Mhmm…" He looked at her with an amused face.

"So, I was thinking that we should… even the field, don't you think?~" Just like a cat, Shino slowly crawled on top of him, running her hands over his bare chest. Izuku knew exactly what that meant.

"Uh, don't we have a full house already...?"

"Ever heard of the saying, "the more, the merrier"?~"

"I don't know about that…"

"Come on, Honey. I talked you into having six kids, I can definitely do it a few more times~" She said, sitting on his lap and sensually lifting her nightgown. Despite his minor protests, the man found it hard to ignore his lady teasing him with her lingerie, which he noticed was the one he gave her as a gift last Valentine's Day. Did she plan in advance? Again?

"I have a feeling you're exploiting my agreeableness..." He said in a joking tone, rubbing her exposed abs, waist, and thighs.

"I would never!" She feigned insult. "I'm only taking full advantage of your kindness and your big heart to make all of us even happier. Besides, we both know you love the baby-making process as much as I do~"

Shino leaned forward, now only wearing her underwear, and captured his lips in a deep, long kiss.

"So that's how it is?~" He said, teasing her by rubbing her ass cheeks.

"When did I ever play differently?~" She returned the action, rubbing her crotch on his. The thin fabric of his boxers and shorts did little to hide his arousal.

Shino bit her lower lip in anticipation, staring at his emerald green eyes with her lustful brown ones. Her slender fingers traced his jawline, down to his broad chest, passing through the toned abs she loved to kiss, and finally found the hem of his underwear. She definitely enjoyed it more when he didn't have those on. Let's change that–

Knock knock

"... Mommy?"

The couple instantly froze their heated-up session, sadly before they got to any of the "fun parts".

"I'm coming, sweetie," Shino said, groaning in frustration. She loved that mother thing, make no mistake, but some parts could really be a bummer.

"Wait, lemme get this one." Her husband said, picking up a shirt tossed aside and going to the door.

As he opened it, a small figure crept her head in.

"... Water." Itsuki shyly asked.

"Sure, dear. Let's get you a cup of water and then back to bed, okay?"

The kid nodded, raising her arms so Izuku would pick her up. As the tall man left the room with the small girl in his arms, Shino once again watched the scene unfold, and after feeling her heart warm, another thought crossed her mind. She bit her thumb, legs squirming together.

"God, I want to fuck him so bad!~"

The End (?)

And I'm officially done. Whew, what a ride. For a joke idea, it went quite the experience. I think a learned a few things from it. Hopefully, the quality improved, even if a bit, and I will transport that to my other works. Anyway, huge thanks to everyone that got this far. Not gonna lie, seeing the favorite count go up really keeps me motivated on this hobby. It wouldn't be so nice without you, readers. For those who might be reading Sweet Cute Green Obsession, the pause is finally over. If you write too and/or want to pester me about the updates or chat with other authors, I'm on this (discord . gg / V54pcwA) server. Once again, thank you for taking your time to read this fic. This is #23, signing out.