Mitsuki has never planned to finish in the past. No. Basically, her plans were mostly for the future, and mostly to live happily ever after, successfully and with a lovely and happy family. Finish in the past, far from the man she loves, pregnant, and without any possibility of returning home... Well, let's say it's not something she's hoped for, or imagined.

But unfortunately that was exactly what happened.

Basically, it started as a normal and nice day. They were planning a vacation soon, a trip to the Caribbean, and Mitsuki was almost certain that this was exactly the place Izuku was planning to propose. They pulled it off enough, and they were both excited and impatient to tie the long-awaited connection.

Izuku took long vacations from work, being a pro hero required a lot, he had almost no time on the agenda of kicking villains and saving the day, but that's what happened when the guy you loved was the number one hero, she assumed. Izuku being the innocent sweetheart he was, promised her she will come first, start taking more and more vacations, until one day he told her about his planned retirement once they started their little family. And no, no argument or fight on her part moved him away from the decision, which was amazing, since he usually avoided her exploding temper and always tried to give up and reconcile.

Today was one of the few days Izuku worked this week, but Mitsuki was on her way to his office. Yes, she would probably have disturbed him in the middle of something terribly important of heroes, but heck, she could not wait!

She bounced like an excited girl, and thanks to her quirk, she probably look just like one, and felt that way too. She had to break the green hero the news, she had no patience, and she had to see his reaction!

His reaction was great, and she was sure he would propose her in the place, if he had not burst into tears, but he also seemed so happy. Just like her. He circled her around the office room and laughed with abysmal happiness with tears in his eyes.

She was young, but she was so, so excited to become a mom, to marry this green bean and give birth to their sweet little brat!

Everything was just perfect.

But Izuku was called in for urgent reinforcements at the last minute of a villain attack, and Mitsuki had just passed the place of the attack on her way home. She still managed to see Izuku's frightened expression, with his eyes widened, his lips moving in the making of her name, when a flash of light hit her and everything around her turned black.

Once her vision was clear enough, she saw the exact same street, only it was empty. At first she did not even understand what had happened, and tried to return home hoping to ask Izuku what it was, but she did not find him, or her home. She also didn't find her boss or the job she worked in. It was stressful and solidified Mitsuki was so lost that she had the awful urge to just start a nervous breakdown on a random bench in the park.

But then her eyes landed on a familiar figure crossing the park, and yes, even though she looked about twenty years younger, it was definitely Inko Midoriya, leaning on the arm of a man who... wow, heck, how did they find each other? Izuku was just so similar to BOTH his parents.

But every smirk shattered as soon as Mitsuki realized the weight of the situation she was in. She was in the past. Damn. Just damn it. What was she supposed to do? In order not to create any paradox and how the hell is she supposed to find her way back? Especially when the only person she knows was Inko, and she couldn't just approach her and say: "Hey, I'm the bride of your unborn son and just by chance pregnant with your grandson who'll be born before your son will," right?

No, she definitely made friends with the woman, it was easy. Inko has always been a nice and supportive woman, especially now that they were both in a similar age range. Besides, it was always good to maintain a good relationship with your mother-in-law. Or whoever is supposed to be your mother-in-law...

Mitsuki certainly did not cry that night.

It took a while until Mitsuki realized that the future is a past for her, and she had no way of fixing it, no matter how much she searched, every person with a time-related quirk always said utter nonsense, but the bottom line in everyone was similar, whatever it was, it was unfixed.

So she had to take the matters into her own hands. Even though she just wanted to lie down and wallow in existential depression all the rest of her miserable life. (No, she certainly didn't do exactly that for two sucks months. Shush)

But heck. Her unborn baby has already lost its father, she will not take anything more from it.

And so she had to cringe at herself and start building her life from scratch.

At first, Inko helped a lot. The Midoriya couple— damn it, she wanted to cry over and over again until now, which of course she did not do, she was not whining. But Izuku was... Ugh, she missed the stupid green hero so much— the couple hosted her kindly, then they helped her find a job, but unfortunately it didn't work out, she was on the verge of nerves at any moment, and the pregnancy only made it worse her temperament, so she had to change jobs every week.

But when it was finally five months since Mitsuki came to the past, luck began to brighten her face.

A modeling agency has sent her an official application to work as a model. Mitsuki was shocked, she did not imagine that such a situation was possible, nor did she know if it was a suitable job. But the thought of the life she had to establish for herself and her child, made her accept the request.

That was weird. She knew she looked good, but she was also pregnant and not exactly suited for modeling work. But when she spoke to the secretary of the agency, they assured her that it was not a mistake and asked her instead. It then became clear to her that the agency's rising fashion designer had actually asked for her and designed special outfits especially for her, after seeing her on the street.

That's how she met Masaru. He was a kind and cordial man, he was quiet and caring and smiled calmly and sweetly. He did not press and really came towards her in every way possible, even when he had to destroy a garment he had been working on for hours that she didn't like and replace with another.

The first time she talked to him, she cried for hours afterwards. Hell, that was awful. This man reminded her so much of Izuku, even though he was a few years older than him. A month later, when he asked for her hand, she cried again. She couldn't not to. She wanted Izuku. So much. But Masaru was there, and he was just like him...

And Masaru waited patiently and kindly until she accepted the marriage proposal two weeks later. She had to. Her baby needed a healthy longevity and a functioning family. And Mitsuki... Mitsuki wanted to believe that she could find a piece of happiness in this damn loop of life. There was no way back, she's stuck in the past. She could just as well to save what was left of her life.

Katsuki was born and Masaru was an angel. He treated Katsuki with so much sincere love and tenderness, he always treated him like he was his son, like they were a real family. And they were.

Mitsuki planned to tell them, they both deserve it. But she didn't find the correct time. First Katsuki was too young, Masaru was busy with the agency that fell into his hands, then her son was still young, and her husband set up a famous international modeling company, and after that her bleeding child quarreled with Izuku, and no matter how much he was reprimanded, he continued to adhere to the nickname 'Deku'. To his father, the hell.

Mitsuki would be ashamed to admit it, but only at that time did the understanding strike her.

She had never been interested in the world of heroes, but damn it was hard not to notice the number 1 hero, Deku, who happened to be her Izuku, and now she knew where he got his dubious hero name from. But no, what was a much harder blow, is that dammit double and multiplied! The number 2 hero of her time, was Dynamite, Izuku's childhood friend, who had a awful attitude, explosion quirk, and hell, was Katsuki.

And. She. Never. Realised. Even though he looks like two drops of water like her.

Then she was a witness when that idiot, who aspires to be a hero, bullying his dad for years.

Not for the first time, Mitsuki wondered how the whole time paradox actually works? Is fate pre-written and people just have to fit in every hallucinatory option into a script? Because all her time travel seems to have changed nothing in the future, on the contrary, it seems to be what made it happen in the first place.

And again she wondered if Izuku knew everything in advance. And if so, what the hell was going through his mind when he tried to marry a woman who he had called her all his childhood 'aunt'?

But it was something she would have to wait over a decade to ask.

Oh, she so hoped that Izuku wasn't an exaggerated and crazy romantic waiting for her in the future, she hoped he overcame and went on with his life...

The years passed quickly, and she was sure she would have a heart attack sooner or later. Obviously she knew that were all dangerous to be heroes, but heck, she only really realized that when she become a mom.

As soon as she saw the sludge villain on the news, her heart skipped a beat. Katsuki was fighting in the street for his life and everyone just stood and looked like it was some repulsive gladiatorial game. Then he won the sports festival, and his bloody school was pass him trough a total humiliation, without even thinking about results or past trauma. After that came the kidnapping, and Mitsuki was furious and shouted at Masaro trying to calm her down. She wanted to pull Katsuki out of this place, but her husband would not let her and asserted that Katsuki would not be able to live with it, which was probably true, but ugh!

Mitsuki really didn't know why all these crazy traumas were actually haunting Katsuki, but she was ready to explode from the anxiety and stress that this child had brought. Damn. He may have been her fiery image in their look, but in the extreme attraction to troubles and injuries, he was certainly his father's child.

Katsuki was finally mature enough, and Mitsuki knew that if she pulled it further, it would only cause greater anger, and life with Masaru would have been much calmer, too. And so she found a time when her two men were at home, and for a change, not stressed, and prepared for the fateful conversation. And no, she certainly did not feel a hint of vengeful satisfaction in her annoying son, wanted him to feel a hint of the frustration that had passed her by.

Her serious face and stiff sitting made the boys sit down carefully and leave the phone and newspaper they were dealing with.

"Mitsu?" Masaru asked cautiously, as Katsuki grumbled, "What's now, Hag?"

She took a deep breath and counts in the heart to ten. "I have to confess." She finally said. Which worried the boys even more. Katsuki looked upset, even though he was trying to hide it, and Masaru jumped to his feet, muttering, "I'll bring tea or crackers!"

"Sit down, the hell!" Mitsuki bitten nervously, she didn't mean it to come out so massive and aggressive, but heck, she was stressed, okay? She just hoped it wouldn't break up her family.

Masaru sat down in the cauldron and waited for her to speak. Mitsuki regretted not planning what exactly to say, but she was such a type, she preferred to just let it flow on her own instead of trying to plan and worry in advance.

"So what I wanted to say is... I'm from the future." And that's exactly how it turned out. The story unfolded from her mouth constantly, sometimes mixed and messy, but in the end, she thought she was done with her strange background story. Only then did she look up to see their reaction.

Katsuki sat frozen in place, his red eyes looking distant and... terrified, for lack of a better word. He just looks like the world has fallen apart beneath him. "If it's a joke, it's not funny." He hissing.

"Kat—" Masaru began, but Katsuki bit him, "Shut up, old man!"

"Hi!" Mitsuki hit her son in the back of the head because she wouldn't just ignore it. "Do not talk like that to your father!"

"You just said that my stupid father is actually the damn nerdy Deku!" Shouted Katsuki.

"Don't talk about him like that either!"

"Damn if I don't!"

"Respect your olders, you bastard brat!"

Katsuki started laughing, full of anger and bitterness. "Whose fault, eh?"

Mitsuki screamed. She was frustrated. She did not know what to say, but she really hoped that at this point Katsuki would be a little more open and accepting. Guess she was wrong.

"Kat, Mitsu..." Masaru tried again with a weak voice. Katsuki just folded his arms angrily and bared his teeth. Mitsuki turned to look at her husband, hoping to see a little more understanding structure, even though it was no less difficult for him. But he did not meet her eyes and she felt as if her heart was going to shatter.

Masaru moistened his lips to develop again, "I..." He fell silent. His eyes wandered around the apartment as if seeking refuge, until he looked down and met his wife's eyes. Mitsuki felt her stomach swirl under pressure from the following, she knew it was a heavy secret and waited nervously for the inevitable response.

For some reason, at that moment, her husband's brown eyes looked almost green.


A/N: This little idea went around in my mind for about a year, and I loved it so much I wanted to write it and see people's responses. Unfortunately, I could not put into words the way I imagined, but it becomes my headcanon anyway.

Please comment! This is the thing that most encourages and motivates people without social abilities and lonely like me.
Besides I like to talk about topics I like, so if you feel like coming up with theories, guesses and the like, I would really like if you to comment! Maybe it will also give me ideas for the contineu :)