It had been one week since the confirmation of Midoriya Izuku's pregnancy, and he and his mother, Midoriya Inko, returned to their home. And now, Inko caressed her son's back as he proceeded to vomit into their bathroom's toilet.
However, his rate of vomiting seemed a bit more frequent than when she herself was pregnant with him. It hurt her to believe that Izuku was suffering that way, and soothing his back was all she could do at the moment. When Izuku signaled her that he was all done, she offered him a glass of water and a towel to clean the corners of his mouth as he flushed the remnants of his meal down the drain.
She observed Izuku, noting that he didn't look healthy in general. In fact, he almost resembled a ghost because his pale features became paler. This worried Inko more. Izuku couldn't eat properly for one, and when he did, he'd puke it out after a few moments; So basically, his condition rapidly progressed to him not being able to eat a single bit of food without feeling sick.
At first, she thought that it was just normal for him to experience this inconvenience at least a little bit, but seeing him struggle continuously while days passed by, she knew she had to make a move.
So, Inko hurriedly called for Doctor Yanase Wataru (The man who oversaw Izuku's hospital visit and Emilia's father.), after setting Izuku on the couch to rest of course, and informed him about her son's condition. After the doctor heard what she had to say, he instructed her to bring Izuku back to the hospital.
And so here Izuku was again, lying in a little white bed in a little white room. Doctor Wataru gave him nutrients* for a substitution since the young boy couldn't consume food due to frequent vomitting, and Inko sat on a chair beside Izuku's bed, holding his hand throughout the procedure.
Weakly, Izuku gazed up at the doctor and asked, nearly horrified, "Is this how pregnant woman feel when they carry twins?"
The doctor looked at him and gave him a nod. "Yes, it is a common symptom. However, your condition is rare, inherently making your experience a little less swell when compare to normal pregnancies. Unfortunately, I have limited knowledge on this matter. My wife, however…"
Before Doctor Wataru could finish speaking, a knock was heard on the other side of the room's door. The doctor spoke up to tell the person to enter, and the door immediately opened. Now, there stood a woman in her mid thirties wearing a white coat. She had shoulder length raven hair, fair skin toned, and green eyes. And when they landed on Izuku, a smile appeared on her face.
Inko stood up and greeted the woman. She gave her a nod in greet back.
"Hello. You must be Midoriya Izuku?" She asked as she stood beside Doctor Wataru.
"Well, you are quite early," the doctor remarked.
"Of course, I am." she mused while stuffing her hands in the pockets of her coat. "He is my patient after all, Wataru."
"Izuku-kun," the doctor spoke. "this is my wife."
"Yanase Erisa," She introduced herself. "I'm an obstetrician." She then glanced at Inko. "I'll be in charge of your son for the next nine months."
"Y-yes, thank you," the shorter woman replied.
Erisa then explained to the Midoriya's to not worry over any of the costs of this predicament. Since her family was at fault for this endeavor, they would take full responsibility and do everything possible to make the delivery of the twins a successful one. She also informed them that in order to do so, a caesarean would have to be performed on Izuku.
Izuku in turn curiously asked his mom what kind of operation that was.
"Oh, it means that they'll slice your belly open so they can get the twins out." Inko didn't realize that she had said that bluntly, making Izuku exclaim in shock.
Inko apologized in panic as she realized her mistake, and reminded herself that Izuku, her son, was not only a boy, but a boy about to have children. So, hearing that would be a total shock since he had no idea about it until then.
Izuku felt himself getting pale just imagining the idea of using a scalpel to cut his flesh open. It made him sick and want to hurl. Now, he was suddenly scared of when that time came, in nine months that is.
Erisa comforted him by explaining that he has nothing to worry about since they would give him an anesthesia. That he wouldn't feel a single thing. He still doubted that though, but since he was already experiencing it, he couldn't back out now.
"Mrs. Midoriya, I would like to request something," Erisa said and Inko gave her attention to her. "We would like to properly and strictly observe Izuku-kun's process. Since he's carrying twins, and we still don't know what other things could possibly happen to him, the chance of him miscarrying is very high."
The worry on Inko's face appeared, making Izuku concerned. In fact, it became worse. He thought, maybe it was the term 'miscarriage' that made her like that. He had no idea what it meant so he questioned the doctor about it instead of his mom.
"It means, in short, that if that happens, the twins will not have the chance to live."
Izuku looked at her in fright. The same look he had given that day when Doctor Wataru told him the chances of one of them not making it. This was a very stressful thought for Izuku.
Erisa continued. "Expecting mothers are very sensitive, Izuku-kun. Very. One bump and you fall, the impact could severely damage the babies, or worse. So, to prevent that as much as possible-" She gazed at Inko after giving her husband a side glance. "-we would like you to move to our household for the meantime."
"AI-ZA-WA-SEN-SEI!" All Might called, comically if you believe it.
His cape swished in the air from his grand entrance into the Faculty Room, his smile unwavering, and his bright aura never disappeared. The man, sitting on his chair, lazily looked up to him, his black, messy hair falling into his eyes.
Removing it out of the way, he said, "What?"
"What happened to Midoriya my boy? He hasn't attended school for almost a whole week," All Might stated in concern, hand placed on his chin as if thinking for possibilities.
Aizawa turned his head back to his desk. "I don't know. Uraraka and Iida only mentioned that they brought him to the hospital when he collapsed when they came by."
"The hospital? What hospital did they bring him to?" All Might asked, slowly inching his face towards Aizawa's figure when that caught his full attention.
Aizawa distanced himself in the process, feeling irritated at the other man's his actions. "The brats said that it was Yanase Hospita-!"
He couldn't finish his sentence as his arm got pulled up and before he even realized it, he was being dragged by All Might in a zoom. Aizawa complained that he still had class in 3-A. All Might took care of it immediately by getting his phone from his pocket and dialing a number at the speed of light.
"Midnight! Hello, there! Do me, and Aizawa-sensei, a favor and substitute for him in his class for a while! We'll be visiting Midoriya my boy right now! Thank! You!" Without hearing her reply, All Might ended the call.
Aizawa only had a bored expression on his face. Even if he was stunned by All Might's actions, he just let himself get dragged out of Yuuei and in no time, they were a few blocks from the hospital.
The two teachers entered the building and went straight to the counter. Luckily, there were only a few people in the building, meaning a huge fuss would not be made about All Might's presence. Of, course, the people that were there gave them looks of awe, but decided not to bother since he and Aizawa-sensei seemed dreadfully serious at the time.
Finally arriving in front of the counter, they asked for the patient named Midoriya Izuku. The nurse in front of them had eyes as wide as saucer plates when she told them to wait for a moment, accidentally stumbling on her words. Aizawa noticed this and stared at her intently as she clicked something on the telephone, like a speed dial, and spoke on the phone with caution and a low tone.
Why was she not checking on the computer or a book for Midoriya's room? Why was she acting like they were hiding him? At that moment, Aizawa knew something was up.
All Might was beside him patiently waiting, and also noticed the nurse's odd actions. After some moments, the nurse faced them and asked for their names and relation to Midoriya Izuku. Even though she already knew All Might, she still had to ask both of them, so it wasn't a result of her not knowing Aizawa at all. They did what she asked and she delivered their response to the person on the other line. She nodded twice before ending the call.
She requested for the nurse sitting beside her to take charge while she was gone. The nurse urged for Aizawa and All Might to follow her. They complied and walked behind her in a sort of awkward silence. They went from hallway to hallway roughly four times before entering an elevator.
Aizawa was already curious as to what kind of condition has his students room difficult to reach. His mind honestly went to thoughts and conspiracies of Izuku being held captive, or used for human experiments, or that he had a fatal illness. All Might, on the other hand, was uncharacteristically mute. But in truth, his thoughts were identical to Aizawa's.
For All Might, Izuku was like a son to him, even if he was only his successor for One for All.
It took some minutes again after the estranged group finally arrived in front of a door. The nurse knocked on it, and informed whoever was on the other side that All Might and Aizawa came to visit Izuku. The three heard permission for them to enter, and the nurse opened the door for the two heroes.
Firstly, Aizawa and All Might saw two people standing, a man and a woman, looking at them with warm smiles. They were blocking something with their backs, so they moved out of the way for the adult heroes to see their sick student sitting on the bed while another woman, slightly resembling him, sat on the other side of his bed.
Their eyes met, and the two had the same reaction of any other people who would see Izuku's state.
"Midoriya, my boy! What happened to you?" All Might asked in worry as he walked toward the bed. Aizawa followed him back, trying to return from surprised to calm.
Izuku gave them a small smile, and assured them that he was fine, but it came out sounding very weak and forced. The man was about to explain to them Izuku's state when he was stopped by the woman beside him.
"No, Wataru. You should already know that you're not good at explaining things with your blunt attitude," she scolded and he huffed. He then gave her the okay to say, knowing that she was correct.
Erisa flashed a smile at them in greeting. "Hello, you must be All Might and Aizawa-sensei? The teachers of Izuku-kun?"
They gave her a nod.
"Sorry for making you come all this way. We know you're worried about his current situation. But-" Erisa looked at Izuku, as if asking for permission. She saw him giving her a small nod, so she breathed first, then spoke. "He won't be attending school for a while."
"And why is that?" Aizawa asked.
"He's experiencing a very serious case that's needed to be supervise by us. If ever he's found out by public, his well being, better yet life might be in danger," Erisa explained, catching All Might's attention. "What I'm about to tell you is really beyond a human's knowledge and is a very sensitive subject." She paused and said, "And that is, Izuku-kun's carrying children. He's pregnant."
The two gave her a look, asking if she was making fun of them, or just lost her mind. But Erisa only looked at them back with affirmation.
Aizawa squinted his eyes close, he gets dry eye from time to time, and blinked a few times before turning his gaze at Izuku, in search of any hesitation about the doctor's words. Izuku only looked at him, having no plans of taking it back. Aizawa did not like jokes. And he knew, right at that moment, that she wasn't telling one. Whether they believe it or not, that's that.
He breathed. "…How did it happen?"
Erisa explained to them all that has happened. Her daughter's Quirk, Midoriya's and Emilia's meeting, proof of pregnancy, the twins, and the danger to it.
Aizawa and All Might wanted to speak out their comments about it, but hearing the news made their throats dry and their brains rattled. It truly was surprising for them. Izuku kept his head down, not wanting to see their reactions as Inko rubbed his back to comfort him.
"…Who is it, my boy?" All Might was the first to break the tension.
Izuku looked up to him in confusion. He also saw acceptance of some sorts in his hero's eyes. And that gave him relief. Just a little though.
"The doctor said that her daughter's Quirk only activates to people who have strong, very strong feelings for someone…" He said, making his student blush and flinch. All Might turned to the woman. "It won't activate if he doesn't have very strong feelings for a person, am I right?"
Erisa nodded in agreement.
He then returned to Izuku. "So, who is it, my boy?"
Izuku had his head down as he pursed his lips into a paper thin line as his hands clenched the blanket covering his lower half. He didn't want to say it; His childhood friend's name. He knew well, he felt it in his gut, that he wouldn't be taking his state seriously. Of course, he knew Katsuki. He knew that if he actually believed it, Katsuki would not care about him, nor give a shit about the unborn children. Like hell he'd care.
He could already imagine his reaction and even then, it was merely one of the multiple catastrophic possibilities. He could already taste the bitter reality of it.
A hand was placed on his tensed fist. It belonged to his mother, who he glanced at.
"Izuku, I can't think of anyone else, but…" She paused before asking, "…could it be Katsuki-kun…?"
Inko had a hunch. She already knew that Izuku has liked his childhood friend ever since he was little. She even remembered him asking her about what he was feeling towards Katsuki, that it made him feel weird and confused and nervous back then.
Izuku's eyes widened as his skin turned pale, with the expression of his bright pink cheeks, and his expression became filled with fright. "N-no! No! I-it's not him! It's not Kacchan! Not him!" He accidentally exclaimed in panic, his tone sounding horrified.
Inko was taken a back from his reaction, but it gave her the answer nonetheless.
"Huh…So it is Bakugo," Aizawa spoke, and Izuku looked at him in hesitation. "So, why are you scared about it? It's not a big deal," He asked in a straightforward tone with a dash of stern in the mix.
He just wanted to know the reason behind it. Aside from that, Aizawa did not want to involve himself into this troublesome problem. His and Izuku's only connection was teacher and student, and nothing else. But knowing the twins are only going to have one parent when they were born, he didn't want to turn a blind eye on it.
Izuku brought his gaze down to his lap again.
"I'm…afraid of r…rejection…"
Days had passed again.
Katsuki began to get frustrated at the fact that it had been almost two damn weeks since Izuku last came to class. No. It wasn't because he was absent for those days, but the fact that their homeroom teacher, Aizawa-sensei, had announced that Izuku would be dropping out of school.
The whole class flipped after hearing that. Uraraka was the first to ask their teacher if he even knew of Izuku's situation. Aizawa only gave her an 'I don't know' answer, which made class 1-A more concerned and suspicious. They knew that he knew something but was not giving in when they tried forcing him to tell.
On that very same day, Uraraka, Iida, and the rest of the class, minus Katsuki, decided to head to Izuku's home. Only to be informed by a neighbor that he and his mother moved out without any prior heads up or goodbyes. They tried asking if this neighbor knew where they moved to, but the answer they received was 'no'.
Katsuki had heard about it. Until now it was bothering him so bad. The words of the person he named 'bitch' was still strongly glued into his mind. He was doubted it. No. He didn't want to believe it. He told himself that it was bull shit. He knew that it was impossible but…this new development was making him doubt even his own words.
"Fuck," He cursed as he was heading home.
He didn't know if it was his conscience or his guilt that was biting him, or maybe it was worry, but all he knew was that he hated feeling it.