"Peek a boo, I see you. Peek a boo, I see you~" Nemuri cooed as she played with her son. The tiny baby boy let out a short giggle from his carrier, causing Nemuri's heart to soar. "Seriously, why are you so cute?" Nemuri asked while pouting, still trying to figure out how her son was this adorable.
It had been a week since Izuku's birth, and Nemuri had finally been released from the hospital, so as to be expected, she was excited. Said excited being on full display as she moved quickly around the room, making sure not to leave anything of her's behind
"My, my. It seems someone is quite excited," A voice called out. Looking to the door, Nemuri saw it was Recovery Girl.
"Well, what you expect, the hospital is finally letting me and Izuku go home. I'm so excited to introduce him to everyone at UA!" Nemuri squealed, this just made both Izuku and Recovery Girl giggle at Nemuri's reaction.
After calming the new mother down a tad. Recovery Girl led Nemuri, now carrying Izuku in his carrier out of the hospital. The drive back was rather quiet, besides the idle chat between Nemuri and Recovery Girl, all the while Izuku was fast asleep.
Compared to the last five months, getting up the stairs was a breeze for Nemuri, if it wasn't for the fact she didn't want to wake Izuku, she would have run up the stairs. After reaching the floor, her apartment was located, Nemuri was shocked to see Aizawa and Yamada hanging around her front door. Just as Mic was about to say yo, Nemuri quickly covered his mouth, knowing how he screams hello. Before Yamada could ask why she pointed to the sleeping baby in the carrier while shushing the man to be quiet.
Understanding what Nemuri wanted, Yamada nodded in response. "Sorry, I thought the little guy be awake when you got here" Yamada whispered back
"It's okay Yamada, just don't go around screaming for a while," Nemuri replied. "But what are you two doing outside, I thought you be inside?"
It was here Aizawa decided to join in the conversation.
"This blonde loudspeaker wanted to, but I said if we did that, it could startle you and scare the kid," Aizawa replied while pointing to Yamada. Said blonde just pouted at his friends in response, causing both Aizawa and Nemuri to laugh at him.
After bidding farewell to Recovery Girl, the three heroes journeyed into Nemuri's apartment, once inside the three settled in the living room, Nemuri placing Izuku's carrier on the table in front of the couch.
Yamada was quick to respond. "Omg, he is so cute, like a little ball of cuteness," Yamada whispered in awe.
"Really? He doesn't look that cute" Aizawa responded in his usual exhausted tone, suddenly he felt he felt a chill run down his spine, he looked to see Nemuri tower over him. He felt like he had just walked into a week-long starved lion enclosure while he was wearing a suit made of meat.
"What. Was. That?" Nemuri growled as she cracked her knuckles, and a dark aura suddenly surrounded her.
Looking to Yamada, he saw the man was cowering behind the couch. He was on his own here.
"Wwwell…I m-mea-nt….c..c..cute isn't a str..rong en..oougngh comparison"
Almost like it was never there, the dark aura around Nemuri disappeared as she beamed at Aizawa's for his words.
"You're right, cute isn't a strong enough comparison to my little angel," Nemuri cooed as she directed her attention to Izuku, still fast asleep. Seeing Nemuri wasn't paying him any attention, Aizawa let out a breath he didn't notice he was holding in.
"So….you got his room ready for him right," Aizawa asked, only to then see Nemuri's expression go from awwww to oh shit in an instant. "You forgot to get his room sorted, didn't you?"
"Wellllll, what with everything that happened from, the assholes at my old agency, joining UA, grading papers and test, not to mention getting Izuku's crib and baby clothes. I….Kinda forgot about his room" Nemuri responded as she looked away from Aizawa's judgemental stare
Aizawa let out a groan as he got up from his seat. "Come on, we can look at the spare room and figure out a plan from there," Aizawa said, hearing this Nemuri wrapped her arms around Aiziwa's waist.
"Thank you, Shota. You're the best uncle Izuku could ask for," Nemuri wailed as she cried in joy. Aizawa sighed as he started walking down the hall while dragging Nemuri and Yamada after he pulled out from behind the couch
After seeing his owner leave the room, Sushi emerged from his hiding place located behind the TV. The cat let out a yawn as it stretched its limbs, just then it heard a strange sound coming from the large item that his owner brought in. Sushi moved quickly to the table to inspect the strange object. It's shock to find a tiny human asleep in it.
The cat examined the smallest human it had ever seen. Little Izuku's eyes opened to see the furry creature's face in front of him. Sushi deemed this human harmless as it smiled with not a mote of intelligence or malice.
"You have got to be kidding me," Aizawa groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.
Nemuri's spare room, the one they had to fix up for Izuku, was crammed full of junk. Somehow finding a way into the room, Aizawa found it full of boxes, bags, random junk, heck he even saw an old bike in the room. He never even saw Nemuri ride a bike once and the cherry on top of all of this. Everything that wasn't within reach of the door was covered in a thick layer of dust.
"How does one woman collect so much crap and cram it into such a small room?" Aizawa asked as he was already reaching his limit.
"To be fair, everyone is the same when they get a spare room. It always starts with a few boxes, then suddenly you're throwing old bags of clothes in there, willy-nilly." Nemuri explained, only to cause Aizawa to facepalm at her reasoning.
"True, but most people clear it out when learning it's going to be the room for the new-born baby," Aizawa said back before they knew it. Aizawa and Nemuri were having a full-blown argument, thankfully before it got out of hand. Yamada got between the two of them.
"Let's chill guys, listen with the three of us we can have this room cleared in a few hours, then just a day or two to redecorate" Yamada explained easing the tension forming in the room, both Aizawa and Nemuri calmed down after that and exchanged apologies for any harsh words they said.
Yamada smiled at his two besties and pulled the two into a hug. "And they said this friendship wouldn't last."
"That was me who said, the only reason we're still friends is you two won't let me leave," Aizawa stated, said statement made Nemuri and Yamada burst out into laughter.
Just as the three adults walked back into the living room, they heard the sounds of giggling emanating from the room ahead. Looking to the coffee table, the three saw it was Izuku making all that noise, the infant giggling as Sushi was licking the new-born baby's cheeks. Yamada awed at the adorable sight and was quick to pull out his phone. Aizawa chuckled at what he was watching, Nemuri awed as well, a part of her happy Sushi didn't react to Izuku as he did with Nezu from before.
"Awww, looks like my baby boy made his first friend~," Nemuri said as she lifted Izuku from his carrier and into her arms. Nemuri rocked Izuku for a moment till she turned to her friends. "Izuku, these are your uncles, Aizawa and Yamada. Aka the ones you and I are going to enjoy annoying~."
Though looking down at her little sweetie's face, she noticed his mouth in a frown and eyes elsewhere away from his uncles, following his gaze, she saw a sitting Sushi inspecting this new development. Nemuri let out a giggle at the fact her son rather play with Sushi than meet his uncles.
Yamada was the first to approach Izuku. "Yo! Really little listener," Yamada cheered, getting Izuku's attention away from Sushi. "Here I know something you're bound to love" Yamada then proceeded for the next ten minutes to do what could only be described as the most cartoon-like faces imaginable. During this whole demonstration, Izuku continued to laugh the entire time, enjoying the show his uncle was putting on for him.
"Awwww, looks like Izuku likes you, Yamada," Nemuri said
Yamada grinned at his accomplishment. "Well, I did use to look after a few kids in my neighborhood before going to UA, so I know how to make kids laugh."
"Really, I thought it was because you act like a kid most of the time," Aizawa stated, though it didn't seem to bring Yamada's mood in any way. Now it was Aizawa's turn with Izuku, but when the sleep-deprived man started at Izuku, the baby was quick to look away in fear from his uncle.
Yamada reaction was instantly
"Hahahahahahaha, oh man Izuku is scared of you. Even though you both love cats, this is too hilarious!" Yamada continued to laugh as Nemuri started to rock Izuku, as a means to calm him. After Yamada's laughing fit, however, he was back to making Izuku laugh with more faces.
All the while, Aizawa was left on the side-lines with Sushi. 'Why do I get the feeling the kid is going to be a hassle growing…screw it, he's Nemuri's flesh and blood, he's bound to be a problem child. But hopefully, a problem child that has a better sense of decency than his mother' he thought.
To Aizawa's surprise, he spent the rest of the afternoon with Nemuri, Yamada, and little Izuku said infant still seemed to pick Yamada over him when Nemuri asked if they wanted to hold him. After a while, the two male heroes decided it was time to head home, leaving Nemuri with a now sleeping Izuku.
"So that's you met your uncle Yamada and Aizawa, or as I call him Mr. Grumpy and Recovery Girl, who I bet you will call Granny Chiyo in no time" Nemuri whispered as she cradled a sleeping Izuku against her chest. Taking a moment to look to the other side of the couch, she saw Sushi seemingly fast asleep, but she could tell the cat seemed ready to pounce if Izuku started crying.
"And you've made a best friend already," She continued. After a few more minutes of sitting peacefully on the couch, Nemuri decided to call it a night.
The heroine layed her new-born down to rest in his crib located next to his mother's bed, reluctantly and eventually she decided to get some rest herself, tomorrow would be a new day, and her baby would be there. Her baby. She was still adjusting to the fact that it was something she could say. You would think it'd come naturally. After all, while his existence had been a surprise, she had still made the choice to keep him, raise him, love him, so why was it she still needed time to accept that fact?
Perhaps it was something unique to her, or maybe all mothers were like that at first and refused to let others know and later forgot. Still, Nemuri hadn't regretted for a second deciding to raise her son. Granted, the assholes who ran her agency definitely regretted losing her then facing the wrath of Nezu. The little rodent didn't let her in on what he had done, but she did know the agency crumbled a month after Nezu went to meet them.
Before heading to bed herself, Nemuri kissed Izuku's forehead and said goodnight, before getting under her bedsheet. Excited for what tomorrow holds for her and her little boy.
A/N: I'm back with more mama midnight, have to say I'm surprised at how much I like writing this. Sure, a few might be upset at how the chapter is shorter than usual but I thought this seemed like an alright length and didn't seem like I was stretching it out.