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Years passed, and their legend grew. They had become more than just heroes; they had become a symbol of hope, a testament to the power of friendship and belief. And as the city changed, so did their lives. 

Deku and Uraraka grew closer, their bond evolving from friends to lovers, and eventually, to soulmates.The time came when Uraraka found herself with child, her belly round and full of life. They were married now, their love a constant in the ever-shifting landscape of their lives. Deku hovered around her, eager to help, his own power a gentle reminder of the strength that had brought them to this moment.

And on a night as quiet and peaceful as the first one they had shared a rooftop together, their child was born. The room was filled with the soft cries of new life, the air thick with the scent of hope and love. Uraraka looked up at Deku, her eyes filled with joy and exhaustion, and whispered, "Thank you."

He leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. "This is just the beginning," he murmured, his eyes shining with excitement. "Our story's just getting started." The child looked up at them, tiny hands grasping at the air, and for a moment, the weight of the world fell away.

 They had come so far, from students to vigilantes, and now, to parents. The future was uncertain, but in the warmth of their new family, they found solace.They named the child after the light that had guided them through their darkest times—Izuku's quirk, a gentle nod to the power that had brought them together. 

And as they looked into the eyes of their newborn, they made a silent vow to always protect them, to fight for a world where heroes were not just a legend, but a way of life.Their journey was far from over, but as they held their child close, they knew that the most important battle had already been won. They had each other, and now, they had a new reason to keep fighting. The city would always need heroes, but for now, they were just a family, basking in the glow of a new dawn.

[For those who are curious about the events at UA, Class 1A and the teachers spent months searching but eventually had to move on. However, when news of the two vigilantes reached them, they couldn't help feeling a sense of pride deep down.]


THE END 

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