Okay people- first off, this is a fictional story and I do not condone rape nor abortion. Those are simply the values that I was raised with and I'm not trying to force my ideals on anyone else.
Second the laws that govern those in the world of MHA, especially for those with strength enhancement quirks- are different from everywhere else.
So when you read this fic and think that Izuku didn't put up enough of a fight- look back and re read chapter four. It mentions the reasons why she had to hold back as far as the law is concerned about using her quirk on Bakago.
And again, lay off about the rape baby. It plays a part in the story I swear.
By the time Toshinori had managed to calm Shota down enough for them both to return and see what Izuku was up to- they found the girl sound asleep with some food and juice and two bottles of pills that hadn't been there minutes before- sitting on the coffee table.
Worried at first that she had somehow managed to get hold of something dangerous.
Snatching up one of the bottles, Toshinori tried to bite back the sudden alarm flooding his system as he read what was on first one bottle and then the other before handing them off to Shota who did the same before tucking them away in one of his jacket pockets somewhere for safekeeping since neither man knew if one could overdose on folic acid and prenatal vitamins.
After which they both took a moment to check Izuku before sitting down on the floor after pushing the coffee table aside a little bit to make room for them both.
Toshinori spent a great deal of time alternating between quiet conversation with Shota, fussing with Izuku's blanket, and channel surfing for stuff that he claimed upon being asked by Shota, 'wouldn't give his girl nightmares'. Whatever the fucking hell that meant.
It took a few minutes, but Toshinori finally found a cartoon or something to use as white noise for Midoriya as she slept, and resumed his conversation with him.
At the moment, the two were trying to think over special training regiments, and other things to help Izuku keep up with the rest of her class despite her current condition. So far they came up with some supplementary classes and training exercises.
It meant that she would have to learn things through more simulations than hands on knowledge. But both supposed that it would be possible as long as they took the proper precautions not to let her get hurt. Everything else would have to wait until a year or so after the baby was born and she managed to get back into shape again as well as legally assign a godparent or guardian for the child just in case she became badly injured or was killed either during training or during actual hero work.
At least that way- regardless of what happened she would have someone to take care of the child in any instances where she couldn't. Shota was fairly certain that she would appreciate that.
Though Toshinori grumbled and grouched that she might not want a s-t-r-a-n-g-e-r to care for her child. Frankly Shota didn't get what the big deal was.
Care was care. What did it matter where it came from as long as the kid got it?
He doubted that the problem child would leave her baby with anyone that would be cruel to it or physically or emotionally hurt or abuse it.
Still even as he tried to assure Toshinori of this, the blond remained as he was. Practically chomping at the bit at the mere idea of such happening to his precious heir's child. He even exclaimed at one point that he would laugh in the face of death itself, live forever and take her child and raise it as if it were his own.
It was at this point that Shota lost patience with the man and instead of simply trying to talk sense into him- punched him. Not hard enough to injure him mind you, Toshinori couldn't take violent punches like he used to. He wasn't as sturdy as he used to be since he lost his power.
They bickered and argued back and forth about several more things for the next two hours while Izuku slept, and upon finishing their bickering and arguing amongst themselves, settled in and started to watch VH-1 music videos.
One wouldn't think that the two would be a fan of the nineties greatest hits, but Shota had to admit between Foo Fighters, Nirvana, Christina Aguilera, and a few other singers/bands- he was having a blast. Toshinori must have been having fun too.
The man got up and danced around at one point to a song by...Linkin Park? Or was it Genesis? The song was called Land of Confusion, so it was probably Genesis. Either way, Toshinori looked like an idiot.
Finally at the end of the two hours they had spent watching music videos of great romances that made Toshi cry, and girls in overly skimpy outfits that made his nose bleed so badly that he'd almost had to call for an ambulance- Shota was of the mind that watching his reactions to the videos were a mite more entertaining than the actual videos themselves.
At least until a song by a band called Savage Garden came on and they both heard Izuku stir behind them and drape an arm over her eyes as she started to softly mouth/sing the words in a breathless tone that had both men suddenly twisting around to see what she was doing.
Both of them had mirroring expressions, their eyes watching their student intently as she became a little more aware and her soft voice filled with emotion that hadn't been there upon awakening.
Her voice rose and fell in angelic tones that made both of their hearts pump a little bit faster in their chests as they listened to her sing the lyrics.
And both men couldn't help but think that Truly, Madly, Deeply would be their new favorite song after this.
In the days that followed, the three fell into a sort of routine.
Nezu knew that Shota and Toshinori were sticking as close to Izuku as possible, and so had let the two skip out on their work as teachers for the next month. He had also informed them of the informal hearing where Izuku would be facing Bakago in a courtroom in two months time since he wanted to make sure that she was well enough to face the boy without breaking down or miscarrying her baby.
After all, it wasn't just her health that was in jeopardy.
At present it was about three am. and Izuku had woken them up screaming earlier. So to calm her a bit both men were currently sitting in the common room with Izuku wedged firmly, yet comfortably between them while watching one of the bloodiest and goriest B-movies that either of the two men had ever seen. Seriously there wasn't this much blood in actual slaughters in real life.
And that was saying a lot.
Toshinori hid his face behind his hands upon seeing the first hint of blood. Whereas Shota merely stared unblinkingly while twitching a little bit, while Izuku took a big bite out of the double decker medium rare burger with everything on it that Toshinori had been nice enough to go and fetch for her a little while ago before the movies had started.
Her eyes wide as she slowly chewed her food.
Some girl in the movie got split in half by a monster and her shrill screams freaked poor Toshinori out so badly that the man formerly known as All Might actually flipped himself over their heads, over the back of the couch and peeked around the bottom of it while he cowered.
Bot he and Izuku slowly turned their heads to look at the wild mane of blond sticking up from the other side of the arm of the chair and blinked before Izuku asked, "Are you okay, Toshinori?"
The man squeaked and hid as another person was killed in the movie, making both Shota and Izuku sigh in irritation. They had never met anyone so freaked out by a little bit of blood and gore in a bad movie before. And Toshinori had once been the country's number one hero.
He had to have seen worse shit than what was in the movie that they were watching at least on a weekly basis. If not daily. So that begged the question- why was he freaking out so much over a measly, gory B-movie?
"You okay over there Toshi?" Shota asked in a deadpan tone.
The blond didn't say anything in response, instead he made a weird muffled sound and Shota and Izuku both felt a slight jolt when the couch started vibrating.