Midori the Mama

Names and Nutrition

Author's Note: LIME ALERT! You have been warned.

The moment Izumi and Bakugo walked back into the house, she was hungry again. She'd had a pretty big lunch, but it would seem her appetite would just continue to grow over the course of the pregnancy. She pulled from Bakugo's hold and immediately darted for the kitchen to browse it. She wasn't much of a cook, but the hell with it, she'd find something that would satisfy her.

"You're not gonna go wandering off on your own again if I go upstairs and shower, are you?" Bakugo asked setting her bags down.

"No, Kacchan..." she placated him finding a bushel of apples in a bowl and started washing them. "I'll stay in my cage, I promise."

"It was a joke, damn it..." Bakugo frowned and he walked over to her ruffling her hair. "What's with you today? Your hormones are out of control."

"Gee I wonder why..." she pointed to her belly and had him grunting.

"Alright, alright... I'll leave you alone. Sheesh, women." He walked off with his hands behind his head and went up the steps.

"Men," she retorted in the same tone and sighed. Maybe she'd snapped a bit, she still held a small bit of resentment at any mention of pets and possession. She was entitled to be cranky, but not unfair. He was just teasing her after all... it's not like he actually wanted to keep her caged, or put a collar around her and treat her like a pet. No, he wasn't the same Kacchan as before, and she had to-

"GAAAH!" She let out a shriek as her distracted mind made her cut her finger while peeling apples. She heard the thump of feet coming down the stairs and Bakugo skid into the kitchen, shirtless and his pants sagging around his waist.

"What is it? What happened?"

"Nothing..." she sucked on her finger and looked around for a band aid. "I just cut myself."

"Baka..." he let out a small sigh of relief and immediately found the bandages and antiseptic. He pulled her to a chair and made her sit down as he cleaned the cut and wrapped it for her. "You need to be more careful."

"It's just a little cut..." Izumi pouted.

"Any wound is a bad wound, Izumi." He kissed the bandage making her blush. "There all better."

The words, the movements, all of them took her by surprise. He'd worked so diligently and cautiously being sure to take care... and the soft affection in his eyes when he tended her made her heart do little jumps.

"You really have changed..." She murmured staring in his eyes.

"A little," he admitted and touched her cheek stroking it.

"Kacchan..." tell him Izumi... tell him now. "This... this morning... the reason I was upset-" her lips trembled a bit. "I couldn't remember... I still don't remember..."

The baby moved and silenced her words The sensation stole her breath and made her shake. Unable to stop the emotions from pouring out her eyes went wet and tears spilled out. Because she could see Bakugo start to panic she wiped at them.

"What, what is it?" He helped her wipe at them, unable to calm the sick twist in his gut at seeing her cry. "What's wrong?"

"The baby moved...it just moved... not the pulls or pokes... I can feel it." It hit her then, a quick jolt to the system. "Oh god I'm gonna be a mama." She started sobbing uncontrollably.

Although her tears made him uncomfortable Bakugo smiled at her and he lay his hands over her belly. His own heart quickened when he felt the smallest roll of movement against his palm.