Of Kacchako

Kings and Queens

Once they began dating, Uraraka and Bakugo climbed to the spot of number one couple in the school pretty fast, easily overtaking Todoroki and Yaoyorozu in popularity. It bugged Bakugo so badly that he barely held Uraraka's hand when they were anywhere outside their from building.

At the beginning she though that maybe he just wasn't the type to show his affection through physical touches or constantly saying pleasantry- that idea went along well with his character in general. But, when Bakugo continued to have limited contact with her, she worried.

They talk and he explained.

"All those shitheads are bugging me by always wanting to be involved in our relationship." He almost complained, "Kirishima and Mina even tried to force me to kiss you in front of them. I didn't do it because it's none of their business if I do or do not kiss you."

He looked away, obviously embarrassed until Uraraka intertwined their fingers together and brought his palm to her mouth to lay a gentle kiss on it.

"You only have to do what you want to, Katsuki." She whispered against his hand. " I just wish you told me all of this earlier so I wouldn't worry that it was because of me."

Uraraka didn't expect for him to use their joint hands to pull her closer to himself. He kissed her softly, more tenderly than anyone would imagine that he is capable of. Yet he was capable of everything as long as it was for her. When he pulled away, he leaned his forehead against hers and simply stared into her eyes.

"It will never be because of you, Angel. Never."

At the beginning of third year, they could've been called the king and queen of the school. Not only were they still the most popular couple but each had gained massive personal popularity through their hard work and constant villain-fighting.

Bakugo had become broader and more powerful, his arms easily double the size of what they had been last year, his legs had more muscle and therefore endurance. Despite always being strong he was a battle machine through and through now, but what he thought had developed most in him was his heart. With Uraraka's help he has managed to understand the complexities of the world around him.

"Not everything is black and white." She had said one night as they lay gazing at the stars after a long battle. "There are grey areas that couldn't be ignored or skipped simply because they are in the middle. Quite the opposite in fact: they need extra attention to be paid to them because they are the most complicated, but make you feel the best when you work through them."

Bakugo likes to think that he has something to do with Uraraka's personal development too. Maybe not as much as she had helped him, but he was there for her when it counted. She had also become much more physically stronger and was able to lift nearly as much as two three story high houses at once.

"I have such a long way to go still."

She did, Bakugo had said to her, but he knew that she will make it because she will never give up until she does. After a few near death experiences she also came to realise that she couldn't show her emotions as intensely as she was feeling them because it made her a target, a liability, to herself and to everyone around her.

"As heroes we need to know when to be emotionally strong too, Angel. Not just physically. Because no amount of muscle will protect your heart from breaking into a million places when you see someone that you love die."

Soon enough they all graduated and the whole class split off in order to achieve their dreams of becoming heroes. Uraraka and Bakugo met regularly with Kirishima and Mina, Kaminari and even Deku, laughing and remembering their high school lives.

How Bakugo nearly had his ass handed to him by little, innocent Uraraka back at the sports festival in first year.

How they had saved everyone on numerous events with their combined mega techniques, Supernova.

How Bakugo graduated as the strongest hero, but Yayorozu beat him in academics.

They talk about their lives now that five years had passed since their graduation.

"Mina wants a kid, but I don't think I'm ready yet." Kirishima shrugged as a blush settled over his face.

"You have nothing to be afraid of." Uraraka clapped her hands excitedly, her eyes wider than the moon itself. "You will be a great father."

Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck with a shy smile on his face that didn't really match his massive body. "You think so?"

Uraraka nodded her head vigorously and her smile broadened. Bakugo casually put her arm around her shoulders drawing her closer to his side.

"Don't give my wife any fucking ideas, Kirishima." He said in a flat voice that he hoped didn't betray his own nervousness of ever becoming a father. He might not have enough if a kid was to come, what with his job as number 2 hero. What if some danger reached the kid because of him and his position in the world? What if he couldn't protect it?

Uraraka squeaked and hid her face in his side as Kirishima laughed at the blond's warning.

Not that any warning could stop Ochako when she made up her mind. She had become Mrs Bakugou by practically telling him to propose to her when she got it in her mind that she might lose him one day. She had suggested that he had to propose soon so they could marry and when she had noticed his startled face, she fell quite for days. When he finally got her to talk to him, she nearly broke his heart with grief.

"I don't want to lose you, Katsuki." She had sobbed, her eyes full to brim with tears.

"Never, Angel. Never." And then he had proposed.

Three years after the wedding they welcomed their first child into the world and Katsuki had never felt more like the king of the world now that he was holding him.

Daisuke Bakugo had his father's blond spikes but his mother's gentle brown eyes. Katsuki remembers looking at those same eyes days on end when they finally got home from the hospital, seeing the promise for greatness.

"Daisuke, my treasure." He whispered as he watched the boy's sleeping form. "Your name means 'great help' and your mother and I believe that you will be able to offer just that kind of help for humanity when you grow up. You will be our saviour, won't you my boy?"

As the years went by it was evident that Daisuke was indeed promised for greatness. He had inherited a combination of his parents' quirk and was often able to produce little explosions. At first Ochako had though that the boy had only inherited his father's quirk, but that was only until Daisuke created an explosion bigger than his normal one and the magnetic field around him had made everything float for a second.

Years later, Ochako also watched as  Katsuki realise that Etsuko would never be able to develop a quirk. She watched as Katsuki fell to his knees and hugged his seven-year old daughter whilst they both cried. Since Etsuko had inherited her father's attitude along with his appearance, Ochako had to watch two of the proudest creatures on earth cry. Her heart broke into more pieces than she could ever collect. She had never felt further away from her throne of happiness than she did that day.

"Will Etsu be okay, mamma?" Daisuke asked, how own eyes filling with tears.

"I know she will be." Ochako answer with full certainting as she placed a hand on her son's shoulder.

"Listen to me, my precious joy." Katsuki had said to the girl, waiting for her to calm down enough to listen to him properly. "You don't need a quirk to be my daughter. You don't need a quirk to do good and be whoever you wish to be."

"It's easy for you to say." She sobbed again. "You and mamma are the second and third best heroes in the whole of Japan. I will never get to be like you."

Katsuki picked the girl up and spun her around, his rough features soft and gentle, an expression he only let his family see.

"You will be great too, my joy."