Will Of The Heart

Chapter 3

"How's my wonderful daughter in law doing?" Inko smiles, entering the room with a bouquet of daisies as the blonde tiredly waves while yawning. "Oh, you look exhausted."

"Yeah, we just finished a basic parenting class and Akari has been crying all night." Izuku mumbles as Inko hums, knowing the feeling all too well.

"That's parenthood for you. Don't worry about having to move into your house, we've set up everything according to Katsumi's dream floor plan and we also have most of the nursery up. But we're assuming you'll want to have her close for the first couple of nights." Inko smiles as Izuku holds her hand with a sigh. "A crib is set up by your bed side. We haven't set up the main one nor the furniture in it, though. Thought we should leave that up to Izuku."

"Thank you Mom, you're a life saver." He lets go of her hand as she shuffles to take a seat. "Akari is currently being observed since she's a bit premature, but otherwise they said that both Kacchan and her will be able to come home in a few days."

"Great! But Izu, you should probably get back to the dorms. You've missed quite a few days of school without notice. They might be getting worried." Inko bites her lip as her son groans, standing up and dusting off his pants.

"Fine, fine. I'll get going." He huffs, leaning over to kiss Katsumi while placing a hand on her cheek. "I love you, okay? Call me if you need anything and I'll drop everything to come."

"Love you too, and you know I will." She smiles cheekily as she placed a hand over his.

With that, he slowly exited the hospital and made his way back to his college.

~

"Care to explain why you're coming into the building this late into the day and have missed an entire week's worth of assignments?" Aizawa questions as the greenette rubs his eyes in annoyance. "You might not pass this semester if you don't make them up."

"When are they due? I'll handle it." He yawns, walking over to his desk as he lays his head down on it.

"Wake up! Why are you so tired? This isn't like you, Midoriya." Aizawa hisses in confusion as the greenette glares at the professor, before sitting up.

"My wife had our child. Who knew newborns were so loud and demanding? But naturally, I've been taking parenting courses and helping my wife post-labor." He rolls his eyes as the teacher looks at him in shock.

"What's your kid's-?"

"Akari Midoriya. 7 pounds, 3 ounces. Blonde hair, anticipated green eyes. Prematurely born and absolutely adorable." He mumbles smugly, pulling out a picture of them that Inko took. "She hasn't opened her eyes yet. She's tiny for a small bowling ball."

"Aw! She's so cute!" The girls begin to coo at the photo while the boys mumble their own opinions on the family photo.

"Damn, so you're a father now... congratulations." Shoto hums as Izuku nods, smiling brightly. "How's Bakugo doing?"

"Oh, she's doing great. Recovering faster than expected. She's able to walk around and do some things on her own. We plan on having our meeting a little later than planned, so hopefully that goes well." Izuku explains happily as Shoto nods.

"Well good luck to you two."

~

"Kacchan, I don't think..."

"What? They said I was clear to go. I'm tired of being trapped in bed. Plus they said that Akari is fine, so what's the harm?" Katsumi rolls her eyes, placing a hand on her hip as she points at the stroller and car seat combo. She was fully dressed in a short, grey spring dress and flats. "The most they told me was to make sure I wear loose clothes and pace myself. Otherwise, I'm good to go. Besides, we've been putting off this meeting for a while and I'd rather do it in the comfort of my home with my family."

"Whatever you say, honey. If you're up for it..." Izuku trails off as she smiles gently. He grabs the little bundle of blonde, placing her in the stroller and buckling it for extra caution. "Let's go home."

"Good. Did you start the nursery yet?" Katsumi questions, picking up her purse.

"I've painted the walls a pastel purple with white stars. I have to outline them with the glitter though. I put together the dresser and changing station as well as carpeted the floor with the light grey. Otherwise, it's still a work in progress." He hums as she nods in understanding. "I can finish the rest tonight if you'd like."

"That..." She begins before looking at her husband, just noticing the bags under his eyes and how tired he sounds. "That's okay... you don't need to overwork yourself. The last thing I need is your dumbass fainting."

"Fainting? I'm 100% ok, babe." He yawns as she flinches, shaking her head.

"Don't call me that, and you're not okay. You've been up all night the past week and you just came back after a school day. You need some sleep and food. You are going to nap when we get home while I get everything ready for dinner." She huffs as he smiles weakly at her. "Seriously Izu, you need to stop being so selfless and tell me when you're overwhelmed."

"Okay, okay. But at least let me drive us home. You can't physically strain yourself, no matter how healed you are." He mumbles as she scoffs, walking through the doors.

"Whatever hotshot. Let's go."

The drive was silent as pop music softly exited the speakers with the baby lightly cooing in the back seat. After around 45 minutes of car time, the couple and their daughter arrived at their new home.

"Welcome home!" Mitsuki and Masaru cheer as Inko smiles brightly with an apron on. "Inko offered to make a feast to celebrate the birth of little Akari."

"Aw thanks, Mom." Izuku yawns as Katsumi shakes her head, walking over to the stroller and removing the little baby that's dressed in a yellow daisy onesie. "I'm going to lay down for a bit, and don't hesi-!"

"Hesitate to call him. Like, don't call him at any cost unless it's an emergency. He needs to fucking sleep. He's been overworking himself and refuses to admit it." Katsumi scoffs, rocking the baby in her arms. His eyes flash with hurt as she leans over to kiss him on the cheek. "Sorry Izu, but you need to take your ass to sleep now. I'll bring your food to you once it's ready."

"You shouldn't overwork yourself either, though..." He mumbles as Masaru clears his throat.

"How about all three of you settle down in your room for a while as we make the meals. You can all use the rest."

"Fine, come on."

~

Meanwhile...

"This motherfucking Katsumi bitch needs to bud out. He's mine..." A voice scoffs, glaring at a ceiling with hatred. "One day, he will realize that he can do so much better..."

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Shhh, it's electric.

~Shadow Out!🌑