Eri got her wish; Momo was there to tuck her into bed.

Momo got her wish when Izuku didn't let her leave, instead taking her to the bedroom.

Izuku's wish was granted when he awoke in the morning, Momo in his arms.

Kyoka awoke in her old bedroom, alone. She sat up and looked around the room; carefully, she went to her dresser and pulled out a small box. Chewing on her lip, she opened it, pulling out a letter; she set the box aside and carefully opened it.

Kyo,

I am giving you this not because I want anything but because you told me to leave it in the past that night. I said I would, and I will.

I am sorry I left you at the hospital; I should have stood by your side, come home with you, and maybe we could have figured it out. But I ran, saw you there hurt, and all my worst fears came to life. I saw a friend and classmate injured because of me. Seeing a girl that I can't get out of my mind hurt because of me.

I want you to know that the only thing I regret about that night is it didn't last longer. My only regret is that I let fear take over and it took the possibility of us with it. If you ever need anything, ask. I need you in my life to tell me when I am being dumb or when I am letting fear take over.

Izuku

Setting the letter aside she pulled out an All-Might key chain he had given her; she looked at the photos of the class all together, before life, before the league. The final image was of Izuku giving the commencement speech in their third year. She set it aside and went back to the letter. All she had to do was say something; life could have been so different. All she had to do was let go and while she would still be divorced Momo and him would probably be happy with children right now.

She may be unable to change her past but could do something about her future.

-Midoriya Household-

The wonderful thing about creation is that you never need to pack an overnight bag. Momo thought she would slip out of bed, but Izuku was having none of that, he rolled her onto her back and began kissing her until he finally took her. In the morning rays he slowly and deliberately made love to her, no frantic pace but every ounce as passionate as their other encounters. Their eyes locked as he moved inside her, quiet moans and whispers of the other's names.

She had read of things like this and longed for moments like this, but they had been denied her. With Kyoka, it had been new and exciting, the touch of a woman, the feel of a woman, but Izuku was not a woman. He made her feel like the most important thing in the world as he moved in and out of her. His pace barely quickened as they neared climax, her legs wrapping around him, holding him tight as she begged for his seed. His whispered cries of her name as they both found that sweet kiss of the little death.

They showered together quickly, dressed as they both had to get to their agencies. Eri came into the kitchen and couldn't help but giggle as she saw the two most important people in her life engaging in a domestic dance of making food and living in the moment.

"When can I see you again?" he said as they headed for the door.

"Tomorrow?"

"Stakeout," he said sadly. "Day after?"

"Conference and shareholders meeting," she responded. "Lunch today at my office at 1 pm?"

Quickly, he looked at his calendar, a smile dancing across his face. "I will be there."

They stood wrapped in a passionate embrace before they parted. "Dad, Mom, we are all going to be late if you don't stop trying to suck each other's face off," Eri called. The two pros separated, blushing some.

"Is this how it is supposed to be," she whispered. "Unable to keep your hands off each other?"

"Yes," he said, kissing her quickly. "We need to go." He turned to go before she spun him back around, and their lips came together once again. All three of them were late that day.

-Lunch-

Momo had questions. She wasn't sure how she had ended up in this position, but it was something she would be able to cross off her list. They ate Lunch well, a few bites, but now she was bent over her desk, her underwear pushed to the side as her lover was taking her from behind. Her hands clawed at the desk in pleasure as she did her best to hold in her cries of pleasure; she had cum twice already and was at the precipice of the third when she heard him calling her name. It was magic to her ears as he unloaded inside her. That third orgasm rocked her.

With a longing and feeling of emptiness, she felt him pull out of her; she was catching her breath when she felt him wiping her up as his seed dribbled out. Once her breath was captured and her legs had decided to respond to her call to action, she turned and looked at her lover. He was sitting back in her chair and was gazing upon her with such adoration that her heart swelled just from the look in her eyes.

"Izuku," she said quietly. "Was your goal to come here and ravage me?"

"That wasn't the goal, but when I saw you, all I could think of was how much I wanted you," he said. "I have a hard time controlling myself with you. Is it too much?"

"No, my darling," she said, coming over to kiss him. "You make me feel the way I have always dreamed of. You make me feel wanted and desired, you chase and pursue me, and the way you look at me is not just with lust but with caring. Never stop, Izuku; I want you just as much as you want me." She climbed into his lap and felt his strong arms wrap around her and hold her tight.

"In all this, I never got to ask if you would be my girlfriend," he whispered. "It seems silly with all we have done, but I want that. Momo, will you be my girlfriend?"

Momo blushed and couldn't help but giggle. She felt it was an agreement between them that had already been understood, but she loved his desire to make it clear. To leave no room for doubt about their relationship. "Yes, my Izuku, I would love to be your girlfriend." She responded, her head resting against his chest; she could hear his heart beating. She closed her eyes and concentrated on that rhythm. They were like that for only a few minutes before their phones alerted them that lunchtime was over.

"Never enough time," she whispered, slowly standing.

"It is going to be a little bit before we see each other again, isn't it?" he said, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Such is the life, but we will work it out." She grabbed her phone and tapped a few things; she heard her message alert sound from his phone and smiled. "I sent you my calendar; send me yours. I have a program that will compare the two and find open spots so we can plan things out."

"Ok," he responded, a little sad. "I wish we had done this sooner. Feels like we wasted time."

"Maybe it wouldn't have worked out if we had, but we are together now, so let's not waste anything," she whispered as she turned and kissed him. "Go, do what we always dreamed about, help people and keep them safe."

"Yes, ma'am," he said, walking to the balcony. "Momo," he called to her; she turned and looked at him. "I love you," he said as the rose into the air flew away.

Momo put her hand over her heart, taking in his words. She closed her eyes, and it felt right, "I love you too," she whispered before returning to work.

-Kyoka-

Kyoka was out with her mom after spending the night at home. Her mind was still a jumbled mess, but it felt good to let everything out. Seeing familiar faces as they went about their business was nice; seeing kids running around heading off to school, the everyday hustle and bustle of home was like a welcoming embrace.

She had no agenda today but to spend time with her mother, Mika, as she had things to handle; her father had left early to meet with a client, so it was the two ladies. Mika had entered a shop while Kyoka was looking at a window display.

"Aunty Ko?" a voice called to her. Only one person called her that; she hadn't heard those words in so long. Quickly, Kyoka turned around, and standing there was Eri, but that pale blue hair, red eyes, and horn were unmistakable. She was much older, of course. Kyoka could easily see Momo's hand on the girl. Her hair, makeup, and the way she stood there all screamed at Momo.

"Eri?" she responded.

"OMG, AUNTY KO!" the young woman responded, rushing into Kyoka's embrace. "Aunty Ko, Aunty Ko, how long are you here, does mom... I mean, Aunty Momo knows; what about Dad? Sorry about Uncle Denki, are you staying? Sorry about the band, I still have that guitar, I can play it too; I missed you, I have all your albums, god, I missed you…."

Kyoka just laughed and held on to her tighter; Eri had descended into a mutter ramble like her father used to in school. It was adorable; the squeeze and laugh cut Eri's ramble off. "How can you ramble just like him," she said. "I am back permanently, and before I answer any other questions, aren't you supposed to be in school, or am I about to get murdered by your father and Momo?"

Eri blushed, "Sorry, got excited, oh and I am in school she pointed to some of her classmates and two teachers. We do community outreach today, and we were on our way to the community center when I saw you and got distracted."

"OK, as long as I don't have to go on the run with an escaped criminal," Kyoka said, laughing.

"If you have time, do you think you can come over," Eri said. "I would love to show what I learned, and maybe you can give me some lessons?"

"All I have is time…"

"Then how about tonight!" Eri said excitedly. She leaned in and whispered, "Dad has a stakeout tonight and won't be home till late, so it will be just me. PLEASE, AUNTY KO!"

Kyoka's internal debate was rampant, but Eri's pleading eyes did their magic. "Ok, but let your dad know, and let's share contact info so you can send me your address." The two pulled out their phones and tapped them together.

"MS. MIDORIYA!" the female teacher called, causing the other students to giggle.

"Sorry, Mrs. Davo," Eri called back. "See you later, Aunty," she bounded off to rejoin her class, waiving at Kyoka till they turned the corner.

"Was that Eri?" Mika said, emerging onto the sidewalk.

"Yeah, she has grown up so much," Kyoka said, turning to her mom.

"Are you going to go over to his house?" Mika asked, slightly concerned.

"Yes, tonight, but he won't be home, work stuff. It will allow me to catch up with her, seeing her drive home how much I miss her. She was a little girl but is now a young woman." Kyoka said to her mom. "Where to now?"

"The bank, I need to deposit and transfer some funds," Mika said, taking her daughter's arm. Kyoka rolled her eyes as she hated going to the bank since she was little. "Don't worry; Beautiful Noise is still open, so you can play in the music store while I do the banking." She teased her daughter.

Kyoka smiled, "But don't forget to grab me a, sucker, purple, of course." Mika laughed as they walked down the street.

-Beautiful Noise-

Kyoka was talking with Red, the owner of Beautiful Noise. It was one of her favorite music ships growing up; she would spend so much time there while her mother was at the bank. To Kyoka, this was what going to the bank meant. She was shocked when she found out that the shop had been bought.

"Red, what happened?" she said, signing a few merchandise items.

"Hard times, darlin, hard times," the man said. "We rebuilt after the war, and things were alright, but then the lady got sick, and Trin needed to go to school, so I had no choice but to put it up for sale."

"Is Lady OK?" Kyoka asked about the man's wife; she realized she didn't know their names despite coming here for years. She knew their daughter, Trinity, from playing music with her when they were young.

"Oh yeah," Red said. "It was a little touch and go, but we got a miracle, and she is great, right as rain. You should see her jumping around like she was ten years younger; she is off visiting Trin at college right now."

"That's good," Kyoka said. "But if you sold the store, how are you still here?"

"That's part of the miracle," Red said, leaning on the counter. "This man walks in and offers to pay double the asking price; his only condition is that I stay on to run the place. I thought he was joking till he handed over an official bid and everything. I was about to sign but was curious; maybe he was into something shady. I asked him why a young strapping fellow with a lot of money would be interested in buying my little shop for double its worth."

"What did he say?" she asked, leaning forward.

"Someone very special to me brought me here, and it meant a great deal to me, and I know this place was special to her; it would be a shame if it just disappeared." Red leaned back. "After those things started getting better, Lady got better; the bills were all in order, he renovated the entire shop, Trina almost didn't get into her dream school, then a spot opened up for her, full scholarship even."

"And the Owner?" she asked, her mind putting pieces together.

"Never see him," Red said. "I get some orders from him occasionally for some specific albums he wants; I think he is a fan of yours. That is why I must sign a few albums to send them to him. I know he checks the books; his accountant is always in contact; I get paid on time so I couldn't ask for more."

"How do you know he is a fan?" she said.

"He has standing orders for 3 of whatever of yours that comes in; the only thing he updates is the sizes of one of the shirts; I think he has a young one. He also orders some Deep Dope things, but that is only one here and there; he listens to different things. he even had me track down someone who could take a video and get it pressed into vinyl; multiple copies cost a pretty penny, and he never blinked." Red said, taking the signed merchandise and getting it packed up.

"Do you know what it was?" she said as the final pieces clicked.

"Some school festival, the guys said," Red replied, sealing the package. Before the conversation could continue, an explosion rocked the area as the familiar sound of a bank alarm rang out.

-The Bank-

"MOM!" she yelled, quickly making sure Red was okay; she raced out of the shop.

Kyoka rushed out of the music shop, turning towards the direction of the bank; she saw smoke coming around the corner. Instinctively, she went for her radio, but she was a civilian at the moment; cursing her luck, she ran into the chaos.

Once a hero, always a hero; as desperate as she was to get to the bank, she couldn't ignore anyone who was hurt. Stopping to offer what assistance she could, she pulled out her phone and dialed her Mom.

"KYOKA!" Mika's voice called out.

"MOM! Are you okay? What is going on?" she said quickly.

"Robbers, about 6 of them, took over the bank when a hero happened to walk in. The hero was hurt, but Eri was here and healed him; they had her Kyoka. EVERYONE GET THE FUCK DOWN HAND OVER YOUR PHONES WE ARE NOT PLAYING," a loud blast erupted. Kyoka, looking at the bank, saw a beam of energy emit. "YOU WITH THE JACKS DROP THE PHONE OR ELSE. " Kyoka froze as she heard the phone drop, and the call ended.

She saw a crowd gathering as a hero who looked like they had a whole put through their costume was directing traffic. Pushing away the other noise, she heard him saying he was dead if it wasn't for a girl with a horn. She healed him and got him out before she was snatched.

She hit speed dial on her phone, "Kyoka, is everything ok?" Momo said from the other side of the phone.

"No, National Bank of Japan on 23rd, and Saito is being robbed; they have hostages, Momo, they have my Mom and Eri," she yelled.

"ERI? How?" Momo responded.

"I don't know. She healed a hero from being killed, and they have her. I talked to my mom before they took her phone," Kyoka replied.

"THIS IS CREATI. PATCH ME THROUGH TO CHANNEL 528.91, AUTHORIZATION CODE ALPHA GAMMA OMEGA DELTA 78. IZUKU, THE BANK ROBBERY, ERI, AND MIKA ARE PART OF THE HOSTAGES."

"EN ROUTE!" Kyoka heard his voice over the radio.

"I AM ON MY WAY; KYOKA IS ON THE GROUND," Momo called back as the line went dead. Kyoka heard it as the sound barrier shattered in the distance. A second later, he landed in front of the bank, the green electricity crackling around him; the crowd immediately broke into cheers as the two local heroes looked relieved.

"DEKU," she yelled, pushing through the crowd. When she got to the front, a police officer grabbed her to keep her back, "DEKU!" she cried again as she saw him turn.

"Let her through!" he ordered. The police officer, stunned for a second, complied. She ran over to him. "Tell me what you know, Kyo."

She quickly relayed the information, including the blast she saw come from the bank. His voice was calm. Still, not many would recognize it, but she did he was pissed. "Let me help, Izuku, my mom is in there."

"I, Deku, now authorize you to use your quirk to resolve this situation and deputize you under the authority granted by the Hero Commission, code D4532-18 Section C," he said loudly; the two local heroes were stunned. "Tactile, give us descriptions of the robbers now!"

The man ran over and quickly gave the description, "Sir, are you going in there?"

"I am. move those people back and get a barricade up." He spoke. He heard his name, Battle Fist, and Red Riot came onto the scene. He looked at them. "Angel Beats and I are going in through the roof; you two come in the front as soon as the smoke starts."

"Are we not going to try and talk them out?" Itsuka, aka Battle Fist, said.

"They have Eri in there," was his only response.

"Well, they are in for a bad day," Eijiro said. "Creati?"

"On her way," he replied. "Let's take them down hard and fast. No one gets hurt but them; they have a blaster in there. From what Kyoka said, it sounds like Shur-Shot, so be on your toes."

"Cellophane and Tailman are one minute out," Red Riot reported.

"Have them cover the rear," Deku said, "I am counting on you, you ready Angel?" he said, handing her a pair of goggles. She slipped them on questioningly as she saw Red and Battle do the same.

"Mei invented them; it will allow us to deal with a smokescreen," Itsuka said.

Kyoka felt his strong arm wrap around her waist and her heat jump as they descended. He moved her to his back, "You good?"

"Oh yeah, just like old times." She yelled. "Let's get in there and ensure those robbers have a bad day."

-Inside the Bank-

Eri was being held by a woman she heard called Skull Crusher; she was big and broad and probably had a physical enchantment quirk. The woman was rough with Eri, but the girl glared at her captor and healed herself.

"Fancy little quirk you got there, kid. Must be nice having the easy life," the woman taunted.

"Lady, if you only knew the hell I have been through," everyone heard the sonic boom. "Oh, you are so fucked," Eri chuckled.

The woman looked around, "Yeah, why do you say that?"

"You should give up while you have the option," Eri said, sitting on the floor, "Because HE IS HERE!"

Suddenly, there was a loud crack as someone punched a hole through the bank's roof, landing in the dead center. Everyone froze; the familiar smell of ozone permeated the air as standing there with a woman at his back was the number one hero of Japan, the savior of Final War, Deku.

Eri felt her father's eyes lock on her, and she immediately dashed to the side. Purple smoke filled the room as cries of panic and anger erupted. The doors to the bank ripped open as people fled for the exit.

Kyoka dashed to the side; seeing one of the robbers, she ran and slid, taking them out their legs from behind and sending them crashing to the floor. Her jacks flew and stabbed into the villain's ears, and she pumped her heartbeat through, knocking them out instantly.

Skull Crusher spun, looking for her hostage, when she felt something wrap around her waist and yank her violently towards the center of the room; a single fist collided with her jaw, plunging her into darkness.

Battle Fist leaped and pushed off the wall, clearing the crowd and bringing her fist into another one of the robbers; surprisingly, he didn't go down in one shot. He tried to kick her off, but he grabbed him around the waist and enlarged her fist to hold him there as he fired two more shots to his face, dropping the limp villain to the ground.

A robber known as The Needler stepped forward and sneered, "You may take us, but you are also going to take some bodies with you." He stepped forward and fired his needle-like quills into the smoke towards the entrance. He waited for the cries of pain and anguish; all he heard was a small laugh. "That wasn't very manly," was all he heard as a rock-hard fist crushed his orbital socket.

Kyoka ran through and found her mom; she quickly touched her mom's jacks to let her know that it was her, "Kyoka," she exclaimed, grabbing her daughter. Suddenly, the smoke began to whirl and rise up and out of the building.

"NEVER FEAR FOR WHIRLWHIND HAS ARRIVED," a voice boomed above them. Kyoka looked up and saw Inasa hovering above the bank. He was in his civilian clothes, carrying a bag of diapers. Kyoka looked to the center of the room, and she saw Shur-Shot holding his hand out, glowing, a mere foot away from Izuku.

"I got you, Deku," the villain laughed. "DEAD BANG! Any last words?"

"Don't blink," Deku said in the same dead calm voice. Kyoka looked away and covered her mother's eyes. She saw Red Riot and Battle Fist do the same thing.

-6 Years Ago-

"It is all over Deku," Shigiraki sneered. "You lost, and when I am done, all your friends will be dead, and your little daughter will be mine; her quirk will be quite useful. Say something heroic; say something that will make them think you will win."

"Don't blink," Deku replied. In a lightning-fast movement, he activated everything. And he crushed Shigiraki's head between his hands.

-Present Day-

"Huh," CRACK. It echoed throughout the bank, and Deku's hands came together, pulverizing the villains' hands. Shur-Shot's screamed in pain till Deku punched him in the jaw, knocking him out.

"ERI!" he called, and the girl ran to her father. He picked her up and held her tight. "Community Service Day?"

She nodded, "I was escorting Mrs. Rama so she could do her deposit. Should I heal his hands?"

Deku took a deep breath, "Just enough they can salvage them." Eri leaned down. Her horn glowed some. "Kyoka," he called her over. "Can you take Eri out with your Mom? I don't want them to get photos of her and me."

"I understand; come on, kid," Kyoka said, taking her hand and leading her and her mom out.

"THAT SEEMED A LITTLE EXTREME DEKU," Inasa called out.

"It was him or me, Inasa, and I am not about to leave my family alone like that." He responded. "He can be healed, but shouldn't you get home? I am sure those diapers are sorely needed."

"YOU ARE MOST CORRECT," HE CALLED OUT. "I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO OUR NEXT TEAMUP."

"All right, let's get them cuffed and processed," he said as Red and Battle moved.

-Medical Tent-

Eri and Mika were being looked over when the tent flap opened, and Creati walked in; her face looked nice and calm till after the medical staff gave her the all-clear, she had them clear the tent.

"Eri," she said, running over and hugging her daughter. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, Mom, I am just fine," Eri said. "One of the villains did rough me up some, but I was able to heal it."

"You didn't tell your father that," Kyoka chimed in.

"Dad was already mad," Eri said.

"How mad?' Momo said to Kyoka.

"Don't blink," was all Kyoka said.

"Lord, did he…"

"No, he didn't, he didn't even go all out," Kyoka said quietly.

"What does that mean?" Mika said.

"Sorry, Mom, we can't talk about it. Classified and everything." Kyoka said.

"Mrs. Jiro, I am glad you are okay, and thank you for letting us know that Eri was inside," Momo said, bowing. "Are you sure you are okay?" she said to Eri, who nodded. "I am going to go see your father."

Deku walked in A short while later and pulled down his mask, kissing Eri's head and hugging the Jiro's. "Kyoka, would you mind staying with Eri tonight? I have a stakeout that I can't cancel and let four months of work go down the drain."

"No problem, greenie, she wanted me to come over so I could give her some lessons," Kyoka said, snuggling into the hug.

"Eri, you know the rules, and your teachers are outside. Thanks, Kyoka. I will be home late; feel free to sleep over. We have extra room. Also, don't worry about cooking. Order some takeout, my treat. Mrs. Jiro, I am relieved you are safe. Be good, my Unicorn." He said, pulling up his mask and exiting the tent.

"Not the way I planned today on going," Kyoka said. "Come on, kiddo, let's get you to your teachers and get you home, Mom."

Once her mom was safely home and they had managed to calm her father down, Mika went to take a nap. Kyoka went down to the studio and opened her notebook again; she finished the song before returning to the melody haunting her. Strumming a few notes, she closed her eyes as the words drifted in.

You were for me that night,
Everything I always dreamt of in life.
But now you're gone, you are far gone.