Kacchaco Short Stories

Rosyln (2/2)

A/N --------  I'm a hardcore twilight fan btw but anyways here's part two :)

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Years had passed since the day Princess Ochaco Uraraka and Prince Katsuki Bakugou stood before their kingdoms, bound together by duty and fate. Their marriage, once a formal arrangement, had grown into something deeper—a partnership built on mutual respect, understanding, and, over time, a love that neither had expected but both had come to cherish.

The kingdom thrived under their rule, and peace reigned across the land. The alliance forged through their union had proven strong, and their leadership had brought prosperity to both their people and their hearts.

In the heart of the palace, laughter echoed through the halls—a sound that had become more frequent in recent years. Two small figures raced down the corridors, their footsteps light and quick as they chased after each other. The twins, Prince Daiki and Princess Hana, were the pride and joy of their parents, a symbol of the life Katsuki and Ochaco had built together.

Daiki, with his wild blonde hair and fierce determination, was every bit his father's son. At only six years old, he was already showing signs of the same fiery spirit that had made Katsuki a formidable warrior and ruler. Hana, on the other hand, had inherited her mother's gentle nature and quick wit. Her dark brown hair framed a face that was often lit up with a bright, mischievous smile.

Ochaco watched them from the doorway of the nursery, a soft smile playing on her lips. She leaned against the doorframe, her heart swelling with love as she observed her children at play. They were a perfect blend of both her and Katsuki, their personalities complementing each other in a way that filled the palace with warmth and joy.

"Daiki, slow down!" Hana called out, her laughter bubbling up as she tried to keep pace with her brother.

"Not a chance, slowpoke!" Daiki shot back, his grin wide as he darted around a corner.

Ochaco shook her head, amused by their antics. She was about to step into the room when a familiar voice spoke behind her.

"Let them run. They've got energy to burn."

Ochaco turned to see Katsuki approaching, his expression softened by the sight of his children. He had grown more patient over the years, his rough edges smoothed by the experiences of fatherhood and the love he had found in his family. He still commanded respect and authority as a king, but within the walls of their home, he had become a doting father and a loving husband.

"They'll wear themselves out soon enough," Ochaco said, leaning into Katsuki as he wrapped an arm around her waist. "I'm just glad they're playing and not trying to stage another 'mission' in the courtyard."

Katsuki chuckled, recalling the time the twins had attempted to recreate one of his military drills with the palace guards. The scene had been chaotic, but also endearing—an early sign of Daiki's desire to follow in his father's footsteps.

"They're going to be a handful as they get older," Katsuki remarked, his tone a mix of pride and resignation.

"We'll manage," Ochaco replied, resting her head against his shoulder. "We always do."

They stood there for a moment, content to watch their children and simply enjoy the quiet happiness that had settled into their lives. The days of uncertainty and tension had long since passed, replaced by a sense of fulfillment that came from the family they had created together.

As the twins continued their game, Katsuki and Ochaco moved to the nursery's sitting area, where they could keep an eye on them while discussing matters of the day. It was a routine they had fallen into, balancing the responsibilities of ruling a kingdom with the joys and challenges of raising a family.

"I received a message from the northern provinces," Katsuki said, his voice turning serious as he shifted to more pressing matters. "There's been talk of unrest, though nothing concrete yet."

Ochaco nodded, her expression thoughtful. "I'll reach out to our advisors and see if we can gather more information. If there's a way to ease tensions before they escalate, we should take it."

Katsuki agreed, his respect for Ochaco's wisdom and diplomatic skills evident. Over the years, they had come to rely on each other's strengths, their different approaches complementing one another in a way that had made them an effective ruling pair.

But even as they discussed these weighty matters, their attention never strayed far from their children. Every now and then, Katsuki's gaze would drift back to Daiki and Hana, his expression softening as he watched them. Ochaco noticed this and smiled to herself, knowing how much Katsuki cherished these moments of normalcy amidst the responsibilities that weighed on them both.

"Do you think they'll be ready one day?" Ochaco asked, her voice filled with a mother's concern as she watched their children.

Katsuki's expression grew serious, and he considered her question carefully. "They'll have to be. But we'll make sure they're prepared—no matter what."

Ochaco nodded, reassured by his confidence. She knew that the path ahead would not always be easy, but with Katsuki by her side, she felt certain they could guide their children through whatever challenges awaited them.

The afternoon passed in a peaceful blur, with Daiki and Hana eventually tiring themselves out and settling down for a nap. Katsuki and Ochaco remained close by, enjoying the rare quiet in the palace. As they sat together, their hands intertwined, Ochaco felt a deep sense of contentment. This life, with all its complexities and demands, was more than she had ever dared to hope for when she had first agreed to the arranged marriage.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the kingdom in the soft glow of twilight, Ochaco turned to Katsuki, her heart full.

"I love you," she said softly, the words carrying all the weight of their shared history.

Katsuki looked at her, his expression tender as he replied, "I love you too."

And in that moment, surrounded by the peace they had fought so hard to create, Ochaco knew that their legacy—their children, their kingdom, and their love—would endure, strong and unwavering, like the flames that had once brought them together.

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I felt like this was a cute fluffy ending to this story love y'all byeeeee :)))