Everyone did all they could to ensure it went off without a hitch. The media had all agreed not to hinder or bother the proceedings in any way out of respect for Izuku. They just asked to be able to release photos after the fact and, of course, the promise of interviews after the couple returned from their honeymoon. These were all agreed to, allowing one less headache during the ceremony.

Izuku was sitting in a little room off to the side when a gentle knock called his attention; as he called for whomever it was to enter, he was surprised, pleasantly so, to see Himiko come walking in. The girl's hair was done up in a lovely fishtail braid; she was wearing a nice pink dress, simple jewelry and makeup, and, of course, her monitor bracelet. In the years since the war, Himiko had made great strides to come back to humanity; while she was and would still be under monitoring for years, she was able to live on her own as long as she adhered to the rehab policies and procedures. She had taken it hard when Ochaco left; Ochaco had been her friend and confidant. Izuku had made as much time as he could to talk and visit with her during that time; it had been beneficial for both of them as they understood the feeling of abandonment her leaving had caused.

"Himiko, you look very pretty," he opened his arms, offering her a hug; she embraced him with a toothy smile, wrapping her arms around him tightly. "It is so good to see you; I wasn't sure you would make it."

"I had to," she said quietly. "I always thought I would see you and…Ochaco get married one day. When she left, I was angry and hurt; we both were. But seeing you in the press and today, I can see how happy you are and how in love you are with Momo. I just had to be here."

"Thank you, Himiko."

"No, Thank You," she squeezed him tight again before jumping back. "Just promise to save me a dance."

"I promise," he said as she waved and stepped out. He sat back down and was lost in thought when Katsuki came to the door telling him it was time.

Izuku didn't remember much after Momo stepped out to walk down the aisle; all he saw was beauty. Everything else faded out; he remembers enough not to mess anything up, and he managed not to cry when they held the moment of silence for his parents. He recited his vows clearly, without stuttering or voice cracking. He just stared into the big black eyes and spoke from his heart. When he finished, and she recited hers, he held his breath, soaking in the love of her words. Then came the moment to say "I do"; when it was her turn, he held his breath as if part of him was expecting her to say no and run away. To be abandoned, to be set aside for another, or to not be worthy of her love, but when those two simple words danced into his ears, all that went away.

When he heard those words, "You may now kiss the bride," he leaned in for a simple kiss, but Momo had none of that.

The reception was excellent, fun, everything he could have wanted. They elegantly shared cake; Kyoka's toast was perfect, and Katsuki's was so heartfelt that they hugged tightly afterward.

"I wish they were here to see this," Katsuki whispered.

"They are," Izuku responded. "They are always with us."

He got his fireworks; they were terrific; he stood there, one arm around Momo Midoriya and the other around Eri Yaoyorzu-Midoriya.

"Grandpa would love this!" Eri said, snuggling into her dad.

"Yes, Yes, he would." He said back, squeezing her close.

A bouquet toss, a garter toss, and a change of clothes later, Momo and Izuku were on their way to the airport.

Momo leaned over to her husband, "You know the best thing about a private Island?"

"What is that, Mrs. Midoriya?" he said, smiling.

"Clothing…OPTIONAL," she whispered back. She smiled when he began to blush and stuttered some. "I am off my birth control, and I should be ovulating during our first week we are there; what do you say, Mr. Midoriya? Will you put a baby in me?"

He stopped blushing, he stopped stuttering and just kissed her. "Yes, Mrs. Midoriya, I will."


-Kyoka Jiro-

When the number one and number 5 heroes in the country take a vacation, everyone notices. Unfortunately for those that tried to test this fact, they came to a quick realization that the rest of the hero community, especially those that graduated with those heroes, were not going to tolerate any of their bullshit.

Shoto, Katsuki, and Fumi came down hard when some medium villains decided it was a good time to make a play. The offenders all lived, but a few of them would never walk right again.

For Kyoka, it was like a test. That was the way she looked at it. Here, she was helping to oversee the largest hero agency with the merger, taking care of Eri, doing patrols, and really learning a work-life balance in between. It was vital for her to continue to rebuild those connections with her graduating class and with the young heroes that came after; it was weird being looked up to or being told she was their inspiration for going to U.A. It was good, even great, to know that she was remembered. The interviews she could have done without, especially when Denki was brought up.

Denki was out of rehab and living with his parents; it was deemed best for him to transition slowly. With a small break, they sat at a familiar café not far from U.A.

"How are you?" Kyoka looked over the menu, and some nostalgia washed over her; she remembered being here on dates, hangouts, and study sessions. For a moment, it was 7 years ago; they weren't pro heroes; they weren't a failed married couple; they were just Denki and Kyoka wondering how they would pass the math test.

"Good, you okay?" Denki looked up from the menu, noticing the far-off look in her eyes.

"Yeah, just memories," she returned to looking over the menu. "Remembering when it was simpler times, No baggage."

"Yeah, it's the baggage that gets ya," he smiled, his thoughts drifting back to those days. "So, to answer your question, I am doing all right; I've been hanging out with the guys. I even saw Mineta; they say he has a real shot at the prime minister."

"I was reading about that. I would have said you were crazy, but he is outstanding and has some great ideas." Kyoka set the menu down. "How's the album?"

"Good, got about four solid songs. I could use a good vocalist…" he let it hang in the air.

She gave him a soft smile, "No, Denki, that isn't the life I am interested in anymore."

"I get it; it's all about the heroics now. I might get back in some, do some low-level patrols, and return to my roots. Oijiro offered me a spot at his agency," Denki pressed the button so they could order. "Is it Izuku?"

"What makes you say that?" she paused.

"I know he had a thing for you back in school; he used to send you letters." Denki looked down, ashamed. "I thought they were love letters or something, I got jealous and all pissed. I was saying how I was going to catch a flight and come beat his ass. You know, stupid stuff like that. I read one, and it was just friendly stuff. I am ashamed to say I just sent them back."
Her eye twitched; Izuku had mentioned writing her letters, "Why do you think he had a thing for me?"

"I had done something stupid. I was about to do something stupid, and he grabbed me and slammed me into the wall." His delivery was so casual. "I may have tried to, you know, fight back, establish dominance, yea, that didn't go too well. It was the way he spoke about you; I just knew that he had a thing for you."

"Truthfully, part of it is because of him; he challenged me to be a person he, Momo, and all our friends could trust again. After ghosting them for so long…they took me in."

"Yeah, I get it, same. They just took me in, didn't judge me or anything," he leaned back. "Better than I deserve."

"Better than we both deserve." She added as the waitress came over to take their order.


-Eri-

This is not to say that everything went off without a hitch while Izuku and Momo were on their honeymoon. In a classic blunder, "Never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line!" Eri was not counting on Kyoka walking in while kissing her friend Lily. Before Kyoka could say anything, Eri kissed Clara, and Lily and Clara kissed. It was then that Eri noticed her Aunty standing there.

"AUNTY KYO!" she yelled; all three girls jumped away from each other, knowing they had been caught.

"ERI!" Kyoka shouted; now, to be fair, it wasn't like they were in a complete make-out session or that there was even any of the French influence in their kisses.

"WE SHOULD LEAVE!" The other two shouted, beginning to scramble.

"EVERYONE FREEZE!" Kyoka yelled, "Sit. Down." She watched all the girls taking a seat; now, in fairness, Kyoka had no idea what to do; she didn't want to bother Momo and Izuku about this. She would, of course, tell them when they came home, but…" Everyone relaxes," she could see the other two were terrified, and Eri was on the verge of tears.

"How long has this been going on?" Kyoka took a seat, "and remember my quirk. I can tell if you are lying."

"It happened at the wedding," Clara said quietly.

"Yeah, we all just realized we liked each other like that," Lily said, blushing.

"Are you going to tell Mom and Dad?" Eri whispered; Kyoka could tell the girl was praying the answer was no. "Please don't tell them!"

"Why are you so afraid?" Kyoka softened her voice and leaned towards her niece.

"They…they…they will think I am a freak, kick me out, or…" Eri started almost to hyperventilate; Kyoka hesitated for a second, wanting to see what the two other girls would do. She was glad to see them close ranks around Eri, and they started telling her how her parents would never do such a thing.

"Eri," Kyoka said, getting the girl's attention. "You, Mother and Father, will not disown you or think you are weird. How much do they love you?"

"A lot," Eri muttered.

"If you like girls, then you like girls; they will want you to be happy. I have heard your dad tell you that as long as you were happy, he wouldn't care what career you followed, isn't that right?" Eri nodded. "You should tell him if you like girls and will be dating…the three of you."

"I think you both need to talk to your parents as well," Kyoka continued. "And we will have to set rules regarding being home alone and sleepovers."

"Aunty!" Eri protested.

"Hormones are a mother fucker," she shrugged. "Once your parents come home, they set the rules, unless you want me to call them right now?" she raised her eyebrow.

"No, that sounds good," the trio quickly agreed. "Okay, get freshened up; we are going to dinner before I take you two home."


-Eri & Kyoka-

"Aunty…" Eri whispered from outside Kyoka's door.

Kyoka opened the door and motioned for her to come in. "Aunty, what do you think they are going to say?"

"Oh, Eri," Kyoka wrapped her in a hug, "They are going to tell you that if it makes you happy, they will support you. Your father is going to hug you tight and a cave-like he always does when it comes to you." Eri's giggle lit up the room. "Eri, they love you no matter what; I love you no matter what. Just remember, no matter what happens, no matter what it is, we will all be here for you."

"Promise?"

"I PROMISE!" Kyoka just held the girl tight.


-One Month-

Momo and Izuku stepped off the private plane, tanned and relaxed. They were greeted by Kyoka and Eri, who were waiting by the limo.

"Holy cow, Mom, you look so cool with a tan!" Eri ran over and hugged her. "You to Dad."
When Momo hugged Kyoka, the rocker whispered, "I don't see any tan lines?"

"And you won't…anywhere…on either of us," Momo gave her a wicked grin. "It was amazing and well amazing."

"We miss anything?" Izuku asked after he hugged Eri and Kyoka.

"Kind of," Kyoka said, "but we should talk in the limo."

A conversation later.

"Oh my baby girl, how could you think such a thing," Momo hugged Eri tightly. "As long as you don't become a supervillain or so rebellious that I can't hug you anymore, there is nothing. I MEAN NOTHING! THAT COULD MAKE ME LOVE YOU ANY LESS. MUCH LESS WHO YOU LIKE TO KISS."

Eri turned and looked at her father, who was looking at her weirdly, his eyes squinting, "Dad?"

"I am trying to imagine you as a supervillain; I can't see it." He sat back. "Eri love is love, as long as you are not hurting anyone, everyone is consenting, then I support you. Even super-villainy, I would assume it was a phase and try to talk you down."

"Really, Dad?"

"Yes, sweetie."


-The next day-

Momo stepped out of the Recovery Girls office, a dazed look on her face. Izuku shot to his feet, "Well?"

Momo nodded, tears in the corners of her eyes, as Izuku picked her up and swung her around, "You're pregnant!"

"I'm pregnant," she responded as she wrapped her arms around his neck; he lowered her into a passionate kiss. "It is only a few weeks, but all the hormone levels are tracking well; I am going to stay on leave, of course, only doing admin. But if all goes well for the next few months, we can officially announce."

"We are going to have a baby," he whispered.

"We are going to have a baby," she echoed back.

They pulled each other into a tight embrace; the tears flowed, but they were happy tears. Neither admitted it, but there were fears that, for some reason, it wouldn't happen. She felt him stiffen some.

"What's wrong?" she asked gently.

"What if they are quirkless? Like I was?" he sighed.

"Then we love them and tell them the truth," she placed her hand tenderly on his cheek. "We will love them no matter what and that they can do anything." She paused. "Has any of the previous users had children while…"

"I am not sure," he smiled at her, so thankful she was there to aswage his fears so quickly. "I don't know if Nana had her children before or after, and the vestiges are gone now. They left once everything was all over. So we get to go on this journey together." He smiled and kissed her tenderly. "We should tell Eri and Kyoka."

Momo thought briefly, "If something happens and Eri reacts to heal me…" He nodded. "And I would like to tell Kyoka as well. Speaking of which."

"I want to see how things went with us gone," he smiled. "And I want to celebrate this and us."

"I can appreciate that," Momo took his hand. "So Toshi if it's a boy and Inko if it's a girl?"

He couldn't help the tears, "Really?"

"One was the greatest hero our world had ever known, and the other raised one of the best men the world has ever known." She wiped a tear away as they stepped out of the medical wing into the sunshine; everything was a bit brighter, and the air smelled sweeter.


-Home-

Eri immediately started crying, and Kyoka shed a few tears. Eri wrapped her arms around Momo, crying and touching her stomach tenderly. Promises of being the best big sister were flying in a constant stream of muttering that may have put her father to shame.

Kyoka hugged Momo and then went over to Izuku, who had a contented smile. She kissed his cheek, and they embraced in celebration. Once Eri switched from Momo to her father, Kyoka could repeat the process with Momo.
Kyoka stepped back as she watched the trio embrace and celebrate this moment she had missed for many of her friends. She had missed the joy, the pain, so many moments, but now she was here. She wouldn't miss anymore, and maybe she would even get to make some of her own.

The celebration when they hit the three-month mark was epic. The news was welcomed by the whole hero community and by the world. Momo's parents were beyond over the moon, and the focus shifted to getting the new home built and finished. When the Yaoyorozu set their minds and resources to something, the best thing was to get out of the way.

Kyoka was having fun, and the flurry of activities kept everything interesting; it was a controlled chaos. She was happy to get back onto more of the patrol side of heroics, and spending more time with Izuku was nice. It was then that it happened.

"Hey Kyoka," Izuku called to her as she walked in from patrol; she stopped and walked over to him. "Would you like to go to dinner Saturday night?"

"Sounds good; where are we taking the girls?" she responded, smiling. She snatched a strawberry from his plate, and she stifled her giggle at his pout.

"No girls, just you and me," he plopped another berry into his mouth.

"A date? Like a date, DATE?" she whispered.

"Yes, a date," he shifted his body posture forward. "You have done all I could have asked and more; you handled everything while we were on our honeymoon and the situation with Eri. I have seen you rededicating yourself to heroics, friends, and family. We should find out if this can work for you and me. It is fair for both of us; I don't want to keep you in limbo."

Her heart was pounding, "And Momo?"

"She will talk to you later, so Kyoka Jiro, will you go on a first date with me?"

"Yes, Izuku, I would love to go on a first date with you," she smiled, stole another strawberry, and skipped away.


-First Dates-

It was simple: a day dinner at a restaurant by the sea, an orchestral concert at a lovely venue, and then a midnight stroll, hand in hand. With all they had been through, they had never gone on a date. It was initially timid, but after some crooked smiles and a few jokes, it was like stepping back in time. For a few hours, there was nothing but the two of them. When he pulled her in close and kissed her under the moonlight, she just melted into his kiss. Doing all she could to convey back to him how much she loved him and how much she wanted him. It went nothing further than some serious making out on the beach, but it was more than enough. It told them both what they knew and what they needed to know that, yes, there was a spark there, and it was something to build upon.

Momo and she went to an award show together; she was Momo's escort as Izuku was needed across the country that night. It allowed the girls to get dressed to the nines and have a great night out; the after-party was excellent. Of course, Momo only had sparkling cider, and Momo was only 4 months along, so she barely had a baby bump. They danced and laughed till they headed up to their suite for the night. On the balcony, they talked, and talked, about the past, the present, and the future. They listened and even argued a little about heroics and life. Their kiss was more gentle, a reintroduction, if you will, to the romance of their relationship. That night, they snuggled in close and slept in each other's arms. No shenanigans, just two old lovers finding comfort in each other's embrace.


-Second Date-

Kyoka took Izuku to the Sound of Fury play and the after-party. She was surprised when Caliban didn't retreat. Instead, he kept talking with Izuku all night. The Number One Hero of Japan was his bro crush. Afterward, when she was about to head to her room, Izuku took her hand and invited her to his. She blushed and muttered her agreement, all the while looking at him through her eyelashes. They didn't go all the way that night, but they did work up a sweat, and the shower together was terrific.
Kyoka took Momo to a private spa, allowing the pregnant woman to unwind and be pampered. Momo loved to be pampered. That night, they were in each other's embrace, their kisses trailed up and down the other's body, and soft and passionate moans filled the night as they rediscovered the other's pleasure zones.

-Third Date-

A group date, the three of them, dinner, dancing, and a private suite.

(Smut Start)

Kyoka was nervous as she entered the large suite, seeing both Momo and Izuku there waiting for her. Momo took the lead, letting her robe fall to the floor, revealing a stunning black lace and pantie set. Kyoka let hers fall to the floor. She was wrapped in purple lace. Izuku had to reboot some when the two girls came together in front of him and began to kiss.
Momo broke apart first, pulling Izuku to her lips. He could taste Kyoka's on her lips, causing his arousal to spike even more. It was then Kyoka's turn to kiss him; as she did, Momo sank to her knees. She freed his member for his underwear and began to give it long, sensual licks.

Kyoka looked at her performing oral sex and Izuku's impressive organ; she could feel herself getting wetter by the moment she sank to her knees and worshiped his cock along with Momo. Izuku was about to explode when they both started liking either side; it was like they were kissing with his cock in the middle of them. When Kyoka took him deep into her mouth, and Momo took his testicles into hers, he exploded; Kyoka took it all, and as she popped his still-engorged cock from her mouth, she was about to say something when she felt Momo push her panties to the side and begin to fondle her pussy.

Kyoka was lifted off the floor by Izuku; she felt her clothing being stripped off as she was laid on the bed; Izuku slid between her legs, his tongue dancing around her clit, her moans getting louder. She pulled at Momo, and the heiress was positioned over her face; Momo straddled Kyoka's face as she mimicked what Izuku was doing. She tasted Momo as she exploded in orgasm, her eyes went wide when she felt Izuku slide into her. Momo was now lying on Kyoka's side as Izuku began to fuck her. She saw Momo's hand glow and a small vibrator appear; the heiress placed it on Kyoka's clit sending her into orgasm, Kyoka exploded again when she felt Izuku cum deep inside her.

Another glow, and this time, the toy was a double-headed dildo; Kyoka grasped in pleasure as Momo slid it into her, then taking the other part into herself, they began to fuck each other. They're stacked on top of each other Momo looked back at Izuku, "Won't you please fuck my ass, baby?"

Kyoka was under them both, Izuku's thrust driving the dildo deeper into both of them. Orgasms after orgasm began to rock them, as Izuku came again. "Fuck her pussy, Izuku, I want to taste you both at the same time," Kyoka called out.
Momo smirked, rolling Izuku onto his back as he began to ride him. Kyoka went behind, liking her cock as it slid out of Momo's dripping-wet pussy. When he cumed deep inside his wife, Momo rolled off and spread her legs so Kyoka could eat his cum out of her. Izuku was not done as he positioned himself behind Kyoka, who stopped and looked back. "In my ass," she said breathlessly. "I have never done that, and I want to do that with you." She went back to tonguing Momo's sex.
Her eyes widened as he took her anal virginity; she felt him reach down and play with her clit till she didn't even realize she was pushing her ass back into him, begging him to go deeper.

It didn't stop all night or the next day; one would fall asleep, and the other two would start having sex. Izuku woke up to them in a 69 position; when she took Momo from behind, the feeling of Kyoka licking them both didn't take long to send him into orgasm. The shower, oh lord, the shower. Kyoka was in heaven as she was fucked against the wall, Izuku's strength on full display; when she looked past him and saw Momo sitting on the shower bench plunging vibrator into her sex, it was just pure ecstasy.

Not a single thing of desire was not explored during that time; fantasies were fulfilled, and it was pure magic.

After they all had had enough, they fell asleep in a tangle of limbs; once they all awoke and ate some food, she looked at them and just smiled. "So I take it this means the three of us are definitely a couple now?"

Izuku nodded a goofy grin from all the festivities still on his face; Momo smiled at her husband and then her girlfriend. "Yes, if you like, you can move your stuff into the room."

Kyoka just nodded and went back to eating.

(Smut End)


Eri took it in stride, but it helped her to realize why her parents were also so understanding of her situation; she found herself out on the balcony one night with her father; the house was all packed as they were about to move into their forever home.

"Dad?" she asked, sipping her hot chocolate.

"Yes, sweetie," he set his bourbon down and turned to her.

"How did you know you loved Aunty Ko and Mom?" she tucked her knees under her chin.

"I loved your Aunty for a long time, but she was married; I was with Ochaco, and you know what happened there. When she came back, those feelings were still there, but you, Mom, and I had started to see each other. We both loved your Aunt, but we needed to know she would be here for us and you." He looked up to the stars. "In this life, you are going to fall in love with different people at different stages of your life, and there are some you can't live without, those you hold onto. Your Mom and Kyoka are that for me. The great loves of my life, at least in the romantic sense. How we got here is a long and twisting road, but I am happy we are here." He turned back to his daughter. "Are you okay with it?"

"I am," it was Eri's turn to look at the stars. "Grandpa once told me that happiness is defined differently by everyone. If you can find someone that shares your happiness, then they are the ones you should be with."

"The old man knew some things, didn't he?" Izuku's mind filled with his father.

"He did," Eri walked over and climbed into his lap, snuggling in deep. "Mom and Aunty Kyo make me happy as well; they make you happy, and that is all I want. All you ever wanted for me was to be happy, while I want the same thing for you, Dad. Be happy!"

"Thank you, Eri; I love you."

"I love you too."


Izuku, Momo, and Kyoka were all married a year later in a private ceremony; the public fervor over the whole thing died shortly afterward. Momo's first child was a boy, Toshi; he wasn't quirkless. In fact, he could fly. Momo gave birth to 5 more children: 4 girls and one boy. Kyoka gave birth to a girl and then twin boys. All of them had quirks from something like their mothers to their grandmother, and some had quirks like the ones that were part of One for All.
With the birth of his first grandchild from Eri, the next inheritor of One for All came into this world. Little Izuku was sitting on the balcony moping about his lack of quirk; he had been such a vibrant child, wanting to go into heroics like his grandfather and great-grandfather.

"Is he the one?" Momo asked. As Kyoka came up on the other side.

"Little Izuku?" she asked.

"I think so; I see so much of me and Dad in him." He hugged his wives. "Besides, I can't do this forever, and I hope he will never have to go through anything close to what we went through…"

"There are no guarantees in life," Kyoka whispered. "Go on, Grandpa, tell him how a quirkless kid became the Number One hero in the world."

Momo smacked him on the butt, "Get out there and do what you do best, baby." He turned and smiled at her as he headed to the door. "Go save him."