-Many Yesterday's Ago-
"Hey, why are you crying? Are you hurt?"
The crying girl lifted her head, and staring at her was another girl with blue-black hair and brilliant blue eyes. She was a little bit away but holding a bag with a water bottle and melon bread. "I have some band-aids if you need them."
"You have to get away. I am a monster!" the crying girl wailed. "I don't want to hurt you."
"Why would you hurt me?" the girl said, not moving farther away but closer.
"Because I need blood! My quirk is that it needs blood! And they wouldn't let me have any, and I tried to be good, I tried to be a good girl, but he got hurt, and the blood was just so appealing," she wailed. She could feel her mind getting all wonky again; a mixture of need and hunger washed over her. She could smell the metallic scent and feel it in the air. When she opened her eyes, the girl was still standing there, but her arm was bleeding. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
"If you need blood, I can help," the girl smiled. "You can drink from me!"
The crying girl came forward cautiously, almost like an animal; she couldn't resist the call. When she took the girl's arm and began to suck, the girl just placed her hand on her back and whispered. "It is going to be okay; just take what you need. You have such pretty hair. You should do something with it."
Once the crying girl felt the hunger subside, she pulled back and stared at her blue-eyed savoir. "Why would you help me?" she sputtered.
"Because you were crying," the girl responded; she opened her small purse and pulled out some band-aids to cover the cut she had made on herself. "OH," she reached in, pulled out two black hair ties, and styled the crying girl's hair into two messy ash blond buns. "There, that looks so cute!"
She touched her hair and stared wonderfully at this angel coming down this dirty alley to save her. The angel spoke, "My name is Suijin, what's yours?"
"Himiko. Himiko Toga," she replied in a whisper.
"Well, Himiko, you can come home with me. I don't know how long we will be in town, but you can stay with us till you figure out what to do?" Suijin said, standing and offering the girl her hand.
Himiko took the angel's hand…she awoke in a darkened room crying. It was the day after the USJ attack.
-The Home of All-Might-
"How do you do it," Izuku asked his father. "How do you be strong but still vulnerable with those you love?"
"I wish I could answer that, but it was something I never addressed or figured out for myself," Toshi responded as he turned off the sound, dampening the room. "One of my greatest regrets is that I never found someone I would let inside enough. You see, son, I had spent so much time trying to be the best hero I could be, then I was called the Symbol of Peace. It was never something I called myself; it was a title hoisted upon me. Then how can a symbol be vulnerable."
"You didn't want to shatter how they saw you," Izuku said, stepping out.
"It was so difficult to put aside All-Might from Toshi; many women were in love or lust with the idea of All-Might, but would they love the man underneath? That is something I envy for you, son; you can find those who love you for you and not what you represent. And with Inari in your life, that is more important than anything. Those two young women adore her and care for you. Learn to show them what hurts you; let them carry your burden, and you will carry them. When Inari is 60, you can let her in," Toshi laughed, as did Izuku. They made their way outside to join the others and enjoy the evening.
After a hearty meal, Inari began to rub her eyes; Torino scooped her up to take her inside as it was time for Toshi to talk to the trio.
"Young Kendo, Young Yaoyorzu, would you mind if I dropped to semi-formalities of your names? You are dear to my adoptive son and daughter; therefore, you are dear to me," the two girls nodded, shocked. It had been hard to reconcile the version of All-Might they had in their mind and the skeletal man in front of them, but throughout the night, his laughter and smile helped with that dilemma.
"I called you all here to check on Izuku and because we need to talk," Toshi's tone became serious. "As Izuku has told you the nature of his quirk, and you have chosen to enter into a relationship together, I feel that you should hear this information from me."
Toshi lifted his shirt to show the girls the wound, "This is the wound that I received that forced me to find a successor; the man who gave it to me was known as All for One. He is why One for All exists in the first place; we will share that story again. I thought I had killed him when we fought, but yesterday at the USJ, it was he who came to the rescue of the traitor."
"What is it that he wants?" Momo said with a shuddering breath.
"He wants One for All," Toshi stood up, "All for One steals quirks; he can steal quirks and give them to his henchmen as he sees fit. But One for All has to be given freely; he will not hesitate to threaten you or Inar, as we saw. I do not plan to let this stand; I will hunt him down and put an end to him once and for all, I swear. But all of you must know what this means and what his reappearance can signify. I would say this is your chance to get out, but after what reports say the traitor said, and what happened to Shigiraki, I think that window has closed."
"And if not, I would slam it shut!" Itsuka said. "I love Izuku, Momo, and Inari too much to abandon them because some boogie man has crawled out of the sewer."
"Same," Momo said, touching her pounding heart. "I am one of that girl's mothers, and I will not just walk away so some bastard can come and try and take her away. That almost happened once; I will not allow it to happen again!"
"Do we have to go into lockdown again?" Izuku asked.
"No, new security Features will be put in place, but you need to be cautious as the shapeshifter is still at large," Toshi said, retaking his seat. "Living in fear is not living at all," he said. "Now, let us have some dessert, and I would like to get to know my grandchild's mothers a little more before you leave.
-That Night-
The trio returned to the little apartment, and all climbed into bed. This time, Inari was snuggled between Momo and Itsuka; Itsuka smiled as Momo took outside the bed, allowing Itsuka to sleep with Izuku at her back, his arm around her. It was agreed that it would be Momo's turn tomorrow night. Neither girl was looking forward to returning to sleeping in their bed by themselves.
Itsuka felt him jolt upright; she could hear his labored breathing as he quickly got to his feet and left the room. She looked at the clock and saw that they had only been asleep for about an hour; Momo lifted her head and whispered for her to go after him, that she would stay with Inari, who had started to fuss in her sleep.
Itsuka carefully got out of bed and slipped out of the room. She saw the light on over the stove in the kitchen, and he was standing there drinking water as he had just come in from the desert. With a gentle tone, she called his name. She saw him freeze. "It is okay, Itsu; go back to sleep," he said over his shoulder.
"No, you are not Izu," she said, gently touching his back. It felt damp; when he looked at her, she could see the anguish, pain, and fear lingering in his eyes. "You can talk to me; you don't have to be alone, Izu; I love you."
She saw him falter, "I won't run, I won't leave."
"I saw you and Momo die, and then Inari died; everyone just kept dying. There was nothing I could do. Mom and Suijin were telling me how disappointed they were, how I was such a failure," he whispered, his voice breaking as the tears slipped past his guard.
"You didn't fail, Izu; we didn't fail. I know you feel like it because Inari was put in danger," Itsuka saw his eyes widen. "I feel the same way. I failed everyone by allowing them to take her."
He started to talk but stopped. "Exactly!" Itsuka said. "There was nothing we could do, but we still feel like we should have done something or figured it out." She turned him to face her, placed her hands on the side of his face, and pulled him into a tender kiss. "We are alive, she is alive, she is safe. I know it may only be for now, but we will figure that out together as a family. Now come on!"
She took his hand and led him to the bathroom, "Rinse off. You are all sweaty and gross; if you are going to be sleeping next to me…"
He smiled, "Thank you, Itsu," he turned on the shower, waiting for her to leave.
"I'll wait here; I will grab you some fresh shorts quickly."
Izuku stepped into the shower once the temperature was right and let the hot water wash his nightmare away; the door opened, and he heard Itsuka say that she had returned. He felt weird being in the shower with her, but he felt better knowing she was there and Momo was with Inari. When the curtain opened, he jumped, turned, and saw a giant hand.
"Don't you turn around yet," he heard Itsuka say.
He heard her step in and close the curtain, "Pass me the soap so I may wash your back." He did so, trying his best not to think about her being naked right behind him. When her bare breasts brushed against his back, all those thoughts went out the window. He felt the sponge press against his back and scrub; he just stood there, wanting to turn and see her body. She was startled when he felt her press up tight against his back, and her soapy hands came around and began to rub up and down his chest. He tried to tell her he had already washed that area, but his words faltered, especially when she grabbed his erect cock and ran her hands up and down his shaft. His shuddering moans brought an unseen smile to her lips.
He almost didn't hear her when she told him to rinse; he was aching for release but did as he was told. "I have to run around," he said.
"First, lean to the side," he did as told so she could rinse off. "Now you can turn around," her voice was nervous; he could hear it and her excitement. Slowly, he turned, and there she was, naked and soaking wet, standing before him. Her arms and hands were covering her parts; well, somewhat, slowly, she moved her hand, revealing herself entirely to him. He was stunned, just staring at her. That night in the living room had been a little dark, and there was such a flurry of passion that he didn't have the chance to appreciate how beautiful Itsuka was.
There, as the water beaded and ran down her voluptuous breasts, her amazing 6-pack abs, and her toned legs, she was just too beautiful for words. "Say something," she whispered.
"I can't. I don't have the words," he responded. "You're a goddess!"
She blushed as he stepped forward, "I am all yours," she managed to say, her voice taking a huskier tone; she shuddered as his erect member encountered her skin. He tilted her head up, and their lips met.
Adult Scene
It didn't take long for the inferno to spark, longing, ache, near death; the fire was quick to roar. Their hands grabbed at each other, and when his hand slipped between her legs, he found her aching. Her hand returned to stroking him, their moans masked by the shower. She aimed his hard cock at her sex, lining it up. "Take me, Izu, just take me right now; I can't wait anymore," she whispered into his ear. She felt him hesitate, "All at once, please make me yours," she begged.
As he plunged inside in one thrust, she winced in pain and shuddered in pleasure; she finally had him inside of her. All the dreams and fantasies had been nothing compared to this moment. She whispered for him to stay still, and she felt her body adjusting to him. She rolled her hips and shuddered in pleasure. "Move, Izu, move inside of me. I want to feel nothing else but you moving inside of me," she begged in his ear.
He started slow; she could tell he was holding back; she didn't want him to hold back. She wanted to feel his passion and desire for her; she wanted to be claimed by him. "Don't hold back, Izu, show me how much you want me, fuck me like you have fantasized; I want to fuck you; we can make love another time."
As those words filled his ears, he let go. He had fantasized about fucking her, even before that night. Of a wild night of passion, a fantasy of sex, he lifted her off the ground and pressed her back against the wall of the shower and did just that. He indulged in the fantasy of her. Her moans spurred him on; her cries of pleasure into his shoulder drove him harder, and her nails digging into his back carried him onward. She began to roll her hips meeting his thrusts; when she told him that she was about to cum, she begged for him to cum with her to fill her, to complete the fantasy. Her legs were wrapped so tight around him that he couldn't have pulled out even if he was so inclined. When she bit down on his shoulder in orgasmic pleasure, he was thankful they had both started on birth control as he released inside of her. Her legs untangled as he set her down, his cock still hard.
Itsuka turned and pressed her ass into his crotch, shuddering, feeling how hard he still was. "From behind, I have always had a fantasy of you bending me over and fucking me. Can you do that? Can you fuck me like my fantasy, Izu? Please fuck me?" she was almost pleading with him as she bent over, her palms pressed against the wall.
As he lined himself back up and slid into her, he could hear her moaning about being exposed, about how hard he was; there was no warm-up. He grabbed her hips and started strongly; she shuddered when she heard him say something about wishing he could hold her by the hair. She pushed back to meet his thrusts, and as she came again, she told him to keep fucking her till she couldn't stand. His grip tightened on her hips as she kept going. She bit her arm as she felt his cum again, sending her overboard. She felt him slip out of her; it left an empty feeling.
She turned and saw his cock slick with her juices and his cum; she had one more fantasy she wanted to fulfill. She crawled over and took him in her mouth; he protested for half a second. It could have been clumsy, but he didn't know; she found the rhythm, spurred on by his moans. She couldn't deep-throat him, but she took him as far as she could; she wondered what Momo would taste like on his cock. A new naughty fantasy spurned on her efforts as she reached between her legs.
Her mind filled with a night of passion being experienced by all three of them, her taking Izuku in her mouth after he had just brought Momo to climax. Momo watches before creating a toy to pleasure herself and Itsuka at the same time. Relentless passion. When Izuku came, she didn't pull away. She took it all in her mouth. It was salty, but she could handle it. It was Izuku's. She had craved this for so long that she was not about to let it go. She came herself, feeling him soften in her mouth. She released him and looked up at him. With a naughty smirk, she opened her mouth to show him that she had swallowed his load; the look on his face was worth it.
Adult Scene End
They washed up again; this time, she leaned into his embrace and stood there for an extra moment, enjoying the feeling of their naked bodies against each other.
"Are you okay?" he asked; she nodded her head. "That was unexpected and amazing."
"it was everything I have been aching for all these years. I am all yours, Izuku, never doubt that never forget that; I love you," she said as they dressed.
"I love you too, Itsu," he responded. They made their way back to bed. Izuku didn't see the knowing smirk Momo gave them, but Itsuka did.
-The Next Morning-
Momo stirred to wakefulness in a warm embrace, holding her tight. As she opened her eyes, she was in the middle of the bed; Inari and Itsuka were missing, Izuku had his arm around her waist, and something significant was poking her backside. She blushed as her mind provided the details. She looked around to make sure she was awake; she shuddered at the feeling of him. His hand was shifted and was not touching her bare stomach; it was under her pajamas. She could feel the heat from his hand spreading even further. She tried to move, but he pulled her in closer; he unconsciously rocked his hips, sending a jolt of electricity through her. Many a night, reading some questionable books began to spring forth into her mind. His hand began to move; when it grasped her breast, she couldn't suppress the moan. Her hips rocked back.
Izuku woke with a handful of breasts and his hips rocking against someone. They were swinging their hips as well; as black hair came into view, he realized he was groping Momo. She felt him stop; she knew he was awake, but she was so close that she knew it. She grabbed his hand, encouraging him to continue touching her; she rocked her hips against him more.
"Don't stop," she managed, her breathing ragged, "Neck, nibble."
Izuku was stunned but not stupid; he did as he was asked. Hearing Momo moan as quietly as she could was so erotic that when she stiffened, and she muffled her cry into the pillow, he didn't know what to do. She turned and faced him, kissing him with a passion. They started making out, his hand trailing over her body over the top of her silk pajamas; he saw her blush as she slipped her hand into his shorts. She began to stroke him; it was gentle.
"You didn't get to," she said through lidded eyes. "I want to make you feel good," she said between kisses. "Tell me," She almost pleaded.
"Firmer, faster," he instructed, she complied. When he told her like that, she didn't stop soon; she brought him to climax.
"Next time, I want to feel your mouth on my breasts," she said.
"Next time?" he looked at her with such longing it made her flush.
"Next time," she said with a smile. Quickly, she slid out of bed and fled to the restroom. Izuku cleared himself up, changed his clothes, and walked to the living room, seeing Itsuka cooking breakfast.
"Good morning, Daddy," Inari said, running over to him; he nearly choked when Itsuka looked over her shoulder and said the same thing as she wiggled her but in a pair of little black cloth shorts from the night before. He knew there wasn't any underwear underneath.
-The Dorms-
The family made their way to the common area. It was just about 10 am when they emerged; the area was quiet, as the rest of the class had slept in. Slowly, people began to drift down till about noon; the room was complete, and with a knock at the door, Tenya went over and was surprised to see all of 1-B standing there holding food.
Niren and Set were at the front.
"We wanted to see if your class would be willing to eat with us," Niren said. "We know that asking forgiveness for what that bastard did is a lot, but I want our classes to be united after Wednesday."
"Let me check with the rest of the class," Tenya said. He turned and relayed the request; he looked at Izuku and Momo as if they were the class president and vice.
Izuku got to his feet, "I am going to let them in; we had our traitor. Holding a grudge against them will not get us anywhere. Does anyone have any objections?"
"I know this may not mean anything," Itsuka said. "Most of them that I have dealt with are good people."
"They fought just as hard as any of us," Ochaco said. The rest of the class quickly agreed, and the doors were opened to 1-B.
It was awkward at first, but those who fought were talking together, and soon, they began to introduce their friends to their comrades, sharing experiences and stories. Someone would wonder why they were having a party, but it was more like a reintroduction, a new way for the two classes to meet and move forward.
Video games started being played; the girls started comparing notes and fussing over Inari, workout tips, and recipes; they had a lovely time when Sero came over and told Izuku that there was some girl he didn't recognize outside who wanted to talk to him. He thanked Sero and asked him to tell Momo quietly. He walked over to Niren and whispered it into the class 1-B's ear. "Would you back me up?" Izuku asked; Niren nodded and followed him out. Bakugo fell into step right behind them, with Tetsu and Eijiro moving towards the girls.
They opened the door, and there standing before them was a pretty girl with pink dreadlocks, overalls, a bag, goggles on top of her head, and crosshair eyes. She saw the group looking ready to fight come towards her; she did her best to smile and not make sudden moves.
"Can I help you?" Izuku said.
"Hi," she said enthusiastically; she almost jumped forward, but self-preservation stopped her. "I know you guys are probably jumpy after that whole USJ thing. You can slap some quirk-suppressing cuffs on me if you want. My name is Mei Hatsume, and I am from the support course. If you want to run me with your teacher or something." She held her hands together to be cuffed.
"Tenya?" Izuku said the speedster came right over.
"Everything alright, Izuku?" he said, concerned as everyone could feel the tension.
"Can you run to the security office and ask them for a pair of quirk suppression cuffs?" Izuku said, "I will call them and let them know you are on your way; I need to make a phone call real quick." Tenya nodded and ran off.
Mei fidgeted as Izuku stepped away to make a phone call; she could see all the students staring at her, but what bothered her most was that the little girl was on edge. Mei knew it was because everyone else was as well. It wasn't what Mei had wanted, but they would be jumpy no matter what.
"Power Loader described her perfectly," Izuku said, walking back, "But he had no idea why you were here?"
"I get the feeling that you are not going to believe me till the quirk cuffs come in, but let me try," Mei took a deep breath. "We have heard of you, the student with the kid. I know you were in heroic class. I worked on your suit. When I heard about what happened to your daughter, it upset me."
Ida came back about this time; she just turned and let them cuff her. They did just that. As they activated, Mei kept talking.
"I mean, it just pissed me off. No one should have to be scared in their own home. I am an inventor. I have been brainstorming since I heard what happened, and I have some ideas to help keep her safe," Mei said as she looked at the class. "I know you guys don't know me from a hole in the wall, but I just want to help, and it is killing me how scared she looks. I am not a threat; you can check my bag. I want to help."
"What are your ideas?" Izuku asked.
"First, I think the most important thing would be a way to track her, a bracelet. It will monitor her vitals and have a steady data stream, GPS, with constant triangulation. If cut off, it will sound an alarm that, while it may hurt her ears, will alert anyone in the area. Send an emergency alert to those you have given access to track the device, and instant kidnap child alerts on the hero network and police band." Mei fidgeted and looked down at her cuffs and then her bag. "There is a prototype in my bag. Then I wanted to do some earing to protect her hearing if the thing goes off."
Niren opened her bag and saw a shining silver band and other things. "New sensors that will monitor your room, that will integrate with the card that has to be carried that will let you know if someone unauthorized enters; I have been working on a spray to coat the windows, so no one can see in, shatter resistant, well proof against most people but that is pretty standard. Instant shutters for her room so it can be an instant panic room. I thought that autocannons might be a bit much, but sensors embedded in the ground outside tell you if someone is approaching when she is out playing, and the same goes for the air. But I want to do a field that will register any sudden appearance of an object or person to alert for a teleporter."
Everyone was shocked at how fast she talked, her eyes dancing excitedly as she moved towards Izuku. I do not care or worry about personal space. "So what do you think? Do I pass the test? Can you take these things off? They are super uncomfortable."
"Take them off," they turned and saw Momo and Itsuka standing there; Inari was in Toru's arms, looking at the excited girl. "We trust her Izuku," Momo said.
He didn't want to; he realized it; his gut told him she was on their side. She tried to help, but she was a stranger; he immediately wanted to have her labeled as danger and tossed aside. It was an irrational fear for Inari. "Ok," he said, looking at her; Mei Hatsume broke into a significant smile.
"Thanks," she said as they removed the cuffs. "This pissed off a lot of people; there are some people in the support department that want to help. What happened to your daughter and that student is just unforgivable?"
"What happened to the student?" Niren asked.
"Didn't you hear? They took her quirk!" Mei said. The gasp was audible through the students.
"WHAT!" Bakugo asked, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY TOOK HER QUIRK HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?"
"Ow loud," Mei said. "One of the other guys in my course knows her and went to see her at the hospital; physically, she is alright, but mentally, she is going to need a lot of help. She told him some big guy came in and took her quirk, he touched her, and it was gone!"
"Maybe it is Neito's father?" Niren said, rubbing his chin. "If Neito can copy someone's quirk by touching them, maybe his father can take them by touch!"
"So…can I come in now?" Mei asked. The student nodded as she walked into the dorms; she bowed and introduced herself formally, then asked if she could meet the little girl. Once Mei was sitting, Inari, hiding behind her mommies, peeked out at Mei. She scampered off and grabbed Toru and Tsu, pulling her over to meet Mei. Once Mei met them, Inari stepped forward.
"Hello, my name is Inari Midoriya," she said quietly. "It is nice to meet you."
"Hello, Inari, my name is Mei; I want to help keep you safe! Can I do that?" Mei tilted her head to the side and kept her excitement under wraps. Mei was an excitable girl, but she knew she would have to try to control it and not scare the girl, which was more important than anything else. Inari nodded as she took Tsu's hand, just in case. "Do you like bracelets?" Inari nodded.
Mei opened her bag and pulled out a shiny silver bracelet, "I made this; it will help keep you safe; it will let your daddy and these nice ladies where you are at all times, make sure they don't cheat at Hide and Seek thought."
"I am good at hide and seek!" Inari said, suddenly coming to life; she let go of Tsu's hand and came closer to Mei. "One time, I was playing with my momma Momo, and she didn't find me; I hid so long that I fell asleep! They said I was the greatest hide-and-seek player EVER!" Inari threw both of her hands in the air in exuberation.
"Wow, you must have been hiding super good!" Mei handed the blueprints over to Izuku, who opened them with Momo. They noticed Power Loader had approved it. "I had this idea before all this; it just had to be modified for what I told you about." Inari held her arm for the bracelet; Mei pulled it out and looked to Izuku, who nodded.
Mei put the bracelet on Inari. It was a little big, but it held in place. "So shiny," Inari said.
"I need your phone," Mei said to Izuku, "so I can pair the program with your phone and have you set up master controls. I can walk you through the setup and how to share the app and everything. It is waterproof and has about a 1-month battery life, and then it has to be charged with this docking ring." Mei opened her bag and pulled out another device. Mei, who now decided that she would invade Izuku's personal space as she walked him through the setup, Izuku noticed she was very bouncy…very bouncy.
Mei noticed some stares and looks from two particular ladies. Suddenly, her mind flashed to a little portly boy on a school bus. "I'm in danger!" She quickly backed up some. The gathering gradually shifted back to two classes, getting to know each other once Mei was safe. Mei began talking to Izuku, Momo, and Itsuka about her ideas for his room; Inari went back to playing with the other girls, sticking close to Tsu.
Once Mei had finished, she went to leave, only for Itsuka to stop her, "Stay hang out some; I want to get to know you," Mei seemed surprised. Most people could only handle her for a certain amount of time. "You are doing all this work to protect the girl I consider my daughter; please stay."
Mei nodded as Itsuka led him over to talk with the rest of the girls.
It soon began to take on a more festive tone; it was a celebration of life, that they wanted something good after the USJ, the raw emotions of having their parents, and the betrayal they all had suffered. When the music started, with everyone taping into the sound system to add to the list, it settled into something magical.
They had food delivered courtesy of Momo, and it was just a time for them all to let loose. Mina made everyone get in the middle of the dance floor and dance; it was everything you could expect from 38 heroic studies, from the hilarious to downright impressive. People even started dancing together; it was kicked off by Izuku asking Momo to dance.
"I know this isn't what you wanted, but can I have this dance?" Momo smiled and took his hand. Niren, thinking it was something to do with class reps trying to bring people together, asked Set; her devilish grin should have scared him away, but he had already messed up. After that, Mina grabbed Eijiro and made him dance with her; Tenya asked Ochaco, Kinoko, and Awase to join them, and it spread like wildfire.
Izuku smiled, watching them all let loose; they violated curfew and broke many rules that night. But they did it together. When things finally wound down, everyone pitched in and cleaned up; with smiles and laughter, they all broke apart. The girls were getting ready for bed when Inari asked.
"What is a dream?"
Momo and Itsuka paused before smiling. "It is just like Cinderella said. What did she say a dream was?"
"A dream is a wish your heart makes!" Inari said with a smile. "Sometimes I dream you guys stay with me all day and don't have to go to school. And that daddy is happy; mommies make him happy. Does Daddy make Mommies happy?"
"Very much, baby, you make us very happy as well!" Itsuka leaned down and scooped Inari up. "Want to know a secret?" Inari nodded. "You make us so happy that our hearts burst with love."
"REALLY!" Inari responded with wide eyes; Itsuka nodded, and Inari looked at Momo.
"I didn't know I could love anyone as much till I met you," Momo said as she came over, making it a group hug.
"Do you want a song tonight?" Itsuka whispered.
"Sing me Cinderella," Inari said. "Wait for Daddy, though!"
When Izuku entered the room, they snuggled in together; Itsuka gently stroked Inari's hair and began singing.
A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep
In dreams, you will lose your heartache.
Whatever you wish for, you keep
Have faith in your dreams and someday.
Your rainbow will come smiling through.
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
The dream that you wish will come true
Inari snuggled into Itsuka as she sang ever so softly, her little hands clinched so tight for a moment. Slowly, they began to relax; they heard Inari whisper words of love for her parents as she drifted into slumber.
A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're feeling small
Alone in the night, you whisper.
Thinking no one can hear you at all
You wake with the morning sunlight
To find fortune that is smiling on you
Don't let your heart be filled with sorrow.
For all you know, tomorrow
The dream that you wish will come true
A dream is a wish your heart makes
You wake with the morning sunlight
To find fortune that is smiling on you
Don't let your heart be filled with sorrow.
For all you know, tomorrow
The dream that you wish will come true
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
The dream that you wish will come true
The room was quiet; only the steady sound of Inari's breathing could be heard.
"I love you both so much," Izuku whispered. "Thank you for loving me and your love of Inari." The girls whispered their replies as they tried to hold each other and drift off to join Inari in the land of dreams.
-Many, Many Yesterday's Ago-
"You want me to leave?"
"Yes," she said fiercely. "You didn't stop; you kept on doing those horrible things."
"You want me to leave my son!" the man's voice trembled angrily. He towered over the woman; she stood there unblinking, her stare unwavering. He could recount on a single hand those that had dared to stare at him that way, and only one other was still alive.
"I didn't know what you were when I saved you that night!" she spat out, her voice rich with determination. "I didn't run when you told me; I believed in you when you said you wanted to change. But you haven't changed. Leave, you owe! And I am cashing in. Or do your words continue to mean nothing!"
"What will you tell him?" he said as his gaze wandered over this woman he had been rescued by. He had been careless that night, and it nearly cost him. Her green eyes bore into him. Her fierceness and fire had never made her more attractive.
"That his father went to work in America, then you can arrange to have "died," She wiped away a tear. "I will not let you raise him to be like you. He is my son!"
In possibly the last shred of decency in his body, "I will leave, you will keep to the story, and I give you my word as long as you draw breath, I will never come to him. I will honor my word to you, Inko, for what you did that night."
The man turned and left that night; he would keep his word.
He "awoke," if that was the right word; it was hard to tell the difference sometimes. The machines around him whirled and beeped, telling him he was awake. He was only like this in the waking world; in his dreams, he was whole. He was feared, the boogie man, the monster in the dark, the demon lord; he was ALL FOR ONE.