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Inko hummed a soft tune to herself as she cleaned, the house quiet. This was okay, it was alright. The house was quiet; and she was alone, and she would continue to be so for, well, probably forever.

She was married, up until a few months ago, when she found out that she was unable to bear any children; her husband despaired, and their marriage fell apart as a result.

Inko had eventually made peace with the fact that she would not only never have children, but that she would be alone, too. She still had her family, though she couldn't create one of her own, this was enough. It had to be.

The beta woman stopped humming at the sound of knocking on her door. Smiling, she walked to the door, curious to see who her unexpected visitor might be.

"Aunt Inko!" A cheery voice greeted her the moment she opened the door, a wide, bright smile, nearly blinding, stretching across the lips of a very familiar person, though he had grown up quite a bit since she last saw him.

He looked so similar to her brother, yet, at the very same time, he did not. He was tall; and muscular, the scent of a powerful alpha clung to him like a second skin, yet, he had kind, golden brown eyes, a bright smile, and he still had his black-green hair styled up into spikes.

He stepped forward, and she excepted the hug, feeling as though she might get lost in his arms with how large he had gotten since she last saw him. He was fifteen, if she remembers correctly, when she last laid her eyes upon her nephew.

She could see the difference in his face now, too, when she managed to get a good look at him, taking him by his arms, and putting an arms length between them. "It's been too long, let me get a good look at you,"

His face had lost any residual baby fat, his jaw seemed to have gotten stronger, or sharper, eyes keen. Yet, his smile remained the same, as well as his scent. Wait, no, that did change.

He's about twenty, twenty one years old now, just the right age to take a mate. If his scent told her anything, it would seem the young alpha had gotten himself a lovely young omega, judging by the unknown scent that clung to her nephew.

"You've grown so much," she spoke, lips tugging into a knowing smile.
His tan cheeks darkened slightly with a light blush, raising his right hand to rub at the back of his neck.
He chuckled awkwardly. "Yeah, I guess you could say that,"

Smiling, Inko moved to the side; opening her door wider, she gestured into her home. "Well, come on in, you must be exhausted from your trip,"
He smiled a small smile, lowering his hand again. "I hope it's okay, but I brought someone with me,"

Inko raised her brows, before nodding and smiling kindly. "Is it a special friend?" She asked slyly as he started to walk into the house.
She chuckled as he sputtered, stumbling a bit, cheeks darkening.

He passed her, and then turned back to the door, a soft smile on his lips. Turning her eyes back to the door, Inko had the pleasure of laying her eyes on possibly one of the most beautiful omega she had ever seen.

The male was of average height, slightly muscular, lean, with skin as pale as moonlight, fluffy hair as white as freshly fallen snow and eyes the most beautiful shade of silvery-blue she had ever seen.
"Oh, wow," she uttered softly in awe.

"Uhm, hello, it's nice to meet you," the omega greeted, almost timidly, pale cheeks tinting red as he turned his head slightly to the side, probably to hide his own embarrassment.
"Is this your mate?" Inko questioned, briefly turning to glance at her nephew again, before turning back to the omega.

"Sure is! Beautiful, right?" The alpha stated, smiling proudly at his omega.
"Gorgeous," Inko replied.
The omega's blush intensified, lips tugging into a small pout as he muttered softly to himself; though they could still hear what he said.
"This is embarrassing,"

Inko laughed gently in reply as she gestured him into her home, smiling kindly as he hesitated.
"C'mere." Her nephew smiled as he beckoned the other forward.

The omega slowly started walking forward, haltingly, as if something was tugging at his clothes. Something was indeed. From behind the omega, a small child peeked their head out, fluffy, black-green hair ruffling at the movement, large, green eyes connecting with Inko's before the child ducked back behind their mother's legs.

"You have a child?" Inko asked in confusion as she watched the omega gently pick up the child, and enter her home.
"We do, he's about two years, four months old now," her nephew informed as she closed the door.

"This is quite the surprise, I never would have imagined you'd make your own family, you're still so young," she stated as she started leading them through her home toward the living room.

"Well, some things happened, and well, I guess I grew up and I, well we, wanted to start early with our family," he explained as they followed.
"Some things happened?" She questioned as she gestured for them to sit on the sofa. "Whatever it was, it must have been quite something if it caused you to grow up so quickly,"

Her nephew tried to hide his cringe, but he never was one that was good at hiding his feeling.
"Understatement of the century," the omega voiced as he sat beside her nephew, placing the child on his lap.

Her nephew whined a little at the tone his mate had used, pouting at the small glare he received from him.
Inko couldn't help but laugh at the exchange. "Well, whatever it was, it had some lovely end results," she said as she smiled cheerfully at the small boy sitting on his mother's lap.

The child smiled back shyly, cheeks darkening a little with a blush as he quickly jerked his head to the side, burying his face in the omega's neck.
The omega smiled lovingly down at his child, eyes bright with love and an underlying sadness. "It did,"
"Now, why don't you tell me about why you're here to visit?" She asked kindly.

The two mates shared a look, seemingly communicating with their eyes. When they turned back to her, her nephews eyes had hardened, while his mate's had grown far sadder.
"Aunt Inko, we have to ask a big favour,"

"Izuku, sweetie, I'm so proud of you!" Inko exclaimed, rivers of tears rolling down her cheeks as her son stood before her, cheeks darkened with a blush as he rubbed the back of his head with one hand, the other clutching his graduation cap.

"Thanks, mom, I couldn't have done it without you," he voiced, smiling brightly at her.
His words only caused her to cry harder, both of her hands clutching her purse in front of her stomach.

"To think, my son, eighteen and graduated from one of the top schools in the country, and on his way to becoming the number one hero! I just, I can't-!" Inko cut herself off with a sob as she started bawling.

"Ah! Mom! Please, don't cry!" Izuku called in alarm, hands reaching out to her, but stopped midway, unsure.
"I'm proud of you, Shoto."
Izuku looked to the side to watch as Endeavor placed a hand gently on Shoto's shoulder, who was glancing at the ground.

"Thanks, dad," Shoto mumbled, excepting his hair being ruffled by his older brother, Natsuo, and his sister pulling him into a tight hug.
Smiling, Izuku turned back to his mom, and pulled her into a loving hug.

"I mean it, mom," he mumbled into her shoulder as she sniffled, her tears having stopped, for the moment. "I wouldn't have been able to do it without all of your support, and encouragement. Thank you,"

"Oh, Izuku, you'll make your mother cry," she stated as she pulled back, wiping her tears away, fighting back even more tears at her own words, the image of a beautiful, white haired omega flashing in her mind, and she just knew, he would have been so proud of Izuku.

"Mom?" Izuku asked, sounding a little unsure and worried.
"Hhmm? Oh, it's nothing to worry about, I'm just being silly." She brushed off his worried eyes and steadying hands as she wiped away the few tears that managed to slip.

"Are you sure?" Izuku asked.
"Yes, of course!" Inko insisted, one hand clutching her purse to her chest, the other held in front of her, waving frantically. "Now! I know you must be really excited to go celebrate with your friends! Look, they're waiting for you,"

Izuku looked back, seeing that, in fact, most of his classmates were clustered together, talking and laughing. Kirishima grinned and waved enthusiastically at him once their eyes connected. Izuku waved back, noting that Bakugo had yet to join them.

Izuku turned back to his mother, catching a sad look on her face before she smiled brightly at him. "Now I know that you're going to celebrate, but don't get too wild, okay? And be safe; also, just have fun, okay, sweetie?"

Izuku nodded, smiling. "I promise I will, mom!" He moved forward, planting a kiss on her cheek, before turning back around. "Bye mom, get back home safely!" He called over his shoulder.

"Izuku!" Inko called before he could get too far away. Hesitating, she frowned a little as he looked at her expectantly. "...When you get home, there's something important I need to tell you,"

Izuku frowned at this, noting his mother's serious expression. "You want me to stay home instead and we can talk now?" He suggested.
Inko shook her head, and smiled. "There's no need. Go out and have fun, okay?"

Izuku hesitated once more before he nodded and smiled again, waving, he turned to leave once more.
"Bye, Izuku, I love you!" Inko called after him.
"Love you, too, mom, bye!" Izuku exclaimed over his shoulder before he was out of earshot.

Inko stood, a pit of sadness settling in her stomach as she watched him interact with his friends. She needed this time he was away, to mentally prepare, in order to tell Izuku the truth.

"Midoriya!" Kirishima called as Izuku jogged the rest of the way to his friends.
"Eijirou, I told you, you can call me by my first name," Izuku insisted, a small whine leaving his throat.

Eijirou chuckled, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry, man, old habits die hard," he stated.
"It's alright, but, where's Kacchan?" Izuku glanced around.
"He's still with his family," Shoto’s voice cut in suddenly, openly pointing at Katsuki, who was just barely enduring hugs, kisses and hair ruffles from his mother and father.

Izuku sweat dropped as he chuckled, watching as his friend neared his limit.
"Katsuki, you brat, I'm so proud of you!" His mom said, slapping him hard on the back.
"Stop saying that YOU OLD HAG!" Katsuki shouted, voice gaining volume in the middle of his sentence.

They watched as the two blondes started a screaming match, Katsuki's dad standing in the background, timidly trying to calm the two down.
"AAAHHH!!! I'M LEAVING! I CAN'T TAKE ANOTHER MINUTE OF THIS BULLSHIT!" Katsuki screamed as he started to stomp in their direction.

"KATSUKI! YOU BETTER STAY SAFE YOU BRAT! AND BE SURE YOU DON'T GET TOO DRUNK!" His mother screamed after him, one of her fists raised.
Katsuki merely let out a grunt/growl/scream.

Denki snorted next to Izuku, starting to laugh loudly the minute Katsuki arrived at their sides.
"Shut the fuck up, this is all your fault, Pikachu!" The blond yelled at Denki.
"Wha-? How is this my fault?!" Denki asked defensively.

"I don't know, it just is!!"
"Katsuki, stop! You'll break your teeth if you grind them so hard!" Kirishima voiced his concern, hands gently landing on the explosive teen's back and shoulder, the scent of concerned beta filled their senses, and managed to calm Bakugo down.

Sighing harshly, the explosive blond turned, and started walking away. "Let's just fucking go already," he grumbled.
Izuku chuckled nervously as all their friends started following the blond in groups.

Class A had decided to celebrate their graduation by going out to eat at a restaurant. Some of the waiters seemed a little nervous at the large group of rambunctious teens entering, but showed them to their side of the restaurant Momo had booked for them.

The tables were set up so that a maximum of eight people could sit together, yet still talk comfortably to the other tables. Izuku sat in between Shoto and Uraraka, Iida sitting at her other side. Across from them sat Bakugo, Kirishima and Kaminari.

Throughout their high school years, the eight of them, including Shinso-- who didn't feel like coming--had grown rather close, as strange as it seemed. Once Bakugo got over his hostility for Midoriya, they were able to get along well enough, even becoming friends again.

They clashed quite often, being two of the three alpha's in their group, but their abundance of beta's were able to calm them down. Shinso was mostly calm, so he rarely got into a fight. Shoto and Denki were the only two omegas.

The were all really close friends, not to mention the romantic relationships that some of them had with one another. It seemed a little odd at first, what with there being a polyamorous relationship between four of them, another two of them in a relationship and the other two single.

"Why'd your mom look so sad, Izuku?" Denki asked suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled over them as they browsed the menus.
Izuku frowned, biting his lower lip gently. "I'm not sure, but she said she has something to tell me once I get home,"

"What the hell could she want to tell you?" Bakugo questioned as he closed his menu, crossing his arms over it and leaning his weight on the table.
"I'm not sure," Izuku muttered as he looked up to the ceiling, a thoughtful look on his face. "She's been acting strangely for the passed few weeks,"

"What if it's something serious?" Uraraka asked suddenly.
"Like what?" Kirishima inquired curiously.
"I don't know!" Uraraka suddenly flailed her arms a little. "What if she's sick?!" She gasped dramatically. "What if she's dying?! From like, cancer, or something?"

Katsuki looked at her as if she'd just grown a second head.
Denki chuckled. "I think your imagination is running a little wild, she won't be able to hide something like that,"

"Mmmn, you're right," Uraraka conceded, looking thoughtful.
"No, I don't think it's something like that. She's hiding something, I can tell, but I don't think it's life threatening," Izuku stated as their waiter came, and took their order.

"In any case, it seems quite clear that she's afraid of telling you this secret," Iida spoke as the waiter left.
"Yeah, man, she seemed really scared," Kirishima added as Denki nodded.

Izuku frowned, staring at his hands, fingers intertwined, resting on the table.
"Could it be something about your dad?" Shoto asked quietly from his right.
Izuku turned his head, looking thoughtfully at the dual haired teen. "Maybe, it's more likely than her being deathly sick," he stated.

"Are your parents divorced or something?" Denki asked as the waiter returned, placing their drinks on the table.
"I'm actually not sure," Izuku uttered, hands gripping his glass. "Mom doesn't really like talking about him,"

"Then the possibility is higher that it has something to do with your father," Iida voices.
Izuku nodded absently, staring into his glass.

"Alright, that's fucking enough about depressing shit!" Bakugo shouted suddenly, pulling Izuku from his thoughts and startling some of their classmates and waiters. "Just fucking tell us tomorrow, okay, but right now, we're fucking celebrating!"

The door creaking open sounded far too loud in the quiet apartment as he snuck back in. It was nearing midnight, and Izuku was sure his mother had already gone to sleep by now.

To his surprise, Izuku could see the light of the living room still burning. Quietly, just in case she had fallen asleep on the sofa waiting for him to come home, Izuku snuck to the doorway of the lounge area.

"Mom?" Izuku asked in surprise as he saw his mother, sitting upright on the sofa, deep in thought.
She jumped at the sudden sound of his voice. "Oh, Izuku! You're back, welcome home," she greeted.

Izuku walked around the sofa, coming to stand next to his mother. "Everything okay? It's pretty late, we should go to bed," he said softly.
Inko shook her head, eyes trained forward and staring at the table.

Or more accurately, a small, wooden box that sat on the table. Carefully, Izuku moved to sit beside his mother, eyes trailing to the box. It wasn't anything special, just a plain, dark brown, nearly black, wooden box.

"..Do you still want to talk, mom?" He asked hesitantly.
Inko nodded, rubbing at her cheeks in frustration, trying to force herself to stop crying. She had promised them that she would do this once he was eighteen. And she would keep this promise.

Inko suddenly turned in her seat to better face her son, she reached forward and gently took both of his hands into her own. His hands were much larger than her own, and severely scarred, too.

What would they think, if they knew only half of what had happened to Izuku in his sixteen years of living with her? Would they accuse her of failing him; them? Would they tell her she did a terrible job of raising their son? Or would they praise her?

"Mom?" Izuku asked, fear tinting his voice.
"Izuku, what I'm about to tell you, might be very upsetting, but I'm asking if you could just hear me out first, before you get upset?" Inko asked, spurred on by the fear she could clearly hear in his voice.

Unsure, Izuku nodded hesitantly.
"Promise me you'll listen to me first before you get upset?" She urged.
Swallowing thickly around the lump in his throat, Izuku nodded again. "I promise,"
Inko nodded, too, taking a deep breath; she took a few moments to memorize his features.

He looked so much like the two of them, a perfect combination of both, and it was with this that she decided to just tell him. They must miss their son, and she wanted to reunite them, even if it hurt her in the process.

"Izuku," she started. "I am not your mother." She paused as she watched his eyes widen impossibly, sucking in a breath; he nearly choked. "You're adopted,"

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"Izuku, I am not your mother," she paused, and tears started to gather in his eyes as he gasped, nearly choking on the excess spit that gathered in his mouth. "You're adopted,"

For just a few seconds, it felt like Izuku's world came to a grinding halt, and did a sudden flip as he felt his heart skip a beat, before everything turned back to normal.

Izuku watched as tears fell freely from his mother's eyes as she waited patiently for him to absorb this new information. But, Izuku couldn't quite understand, he looked so similar to his mother, they even had similar eye and hair colour.

But this would explain why she didn't like talking about his dad, she might not even have known anything about him; if he truly were adopted. Then, why was he put up for adoption, anyway? Did his parents not want him?

Was he abandoned? Or, were they killed in a tragic accident, maybe? He had always known, deep down, that something wasn't quite right. He loved Inko, she raised him, she's his mother, and yet; he could tell that they just didn't have that deep a bond as he might have had with his birth mother.

No, it didn't matter, Inko was still his mother.
"Izuku," Inko called, pulling him from his thoughts.
"I don't care, you're still my mom," he stated firmly.

Inko smiled at the stern look in his eyes, though she could see the confusion, and questions swimming in those beautiful green eyes.
"Before you make up your mind, let me first tell you everything I know," she uttered softly.

Izuku swallowed again, nodding.
Inko squeezed his hands. "While I might not be your birth mother, we are still blood related," she stated.
Izuku rose his brows at this.

"I'm the younger sister of your father's father, so your great aunt, I think." She had a thoughtful look on her face, before she smiled again, laughing softly. "Your granddad actually did something similar with your dad as he did with you,"

"Ging and I were born and lived on a tiny fisher island called, Whale Island. It's called that because it looks like a whale from the distance. Ging was always fickle and adventurous, and when he was twelve, he left the island in order to take the hunter exam and become a hunter,"

"Our cousin, Mito, still lives on the island--always has--when Ging returned after years with a small child, and asked her to take care of him before he disappeared again. I haven't talked to my brother in over thirty years, but I have no doubt that he's out there somewhere causing trouble." She laughed fondly at the memories of her older brother.

Izuku couldn't help but smile at the happy look in his mother's eyes as she was clearly stuck in a moment of nostalgia.
"The child that Mito raised as her own, is in fact your father, Gon," she said, expression turning serious.

Izuku squeezed her hands reassuringly, feeling quite eager and curious to learn more about his father.
"Mito and I used to talk a lot, we still do. It's because of this that I know that Gon also left the island at twelve to become a hunter, like his father, in order to understand why he had left the island instead of staying with him." Inko paused a moment.

Izuku felt a little confused, he wanted to know what a hunter was, because by the way that she was talking, he could safely assume that it wasn't anything like your average game hunters. But, he stayed quiet, choosing instead to save his questions for after she finished her...story.

"She would call me a lot with updates when Gon sent her a letter, and he said he had made lots of friends. He said that on his way to the hunter exam, he met Leorio, and Kurapika, and they became friends rather quickly. She would always read the letters to me, and he always talked very fondly of his one friend, Killua,"

"Gon called him his best friend, and always talked about how amazing he was. He was clearly very fond of Killua." She smiled down at their hands, before frowning a little. "I didn't actually see him again until he was fifteen, but then I could tell something was very wrong,"

"Gon was always a happy, and bright person, kind of like your friend, Eijirou. This is why I was so alarmed when he just showed up at my door, eyes dull, and barely smiling as he asked me if he could stay with me for a while,"

"I could tell something bad had happened to him, as he rarely talked or smiled anymore, he just stayed in the guest room most of the time. I'm not sure what had happened, or why, but one night he told me that he had really hurt Killua, and that he thinks they separated because of what he did,"

"He told me he really wanted to apologize and make it up to Killua, but he didn't know how. He stayed with me for half a year. He trained a lot, and helped a lot around the house, he even cooked a few times. He was slowly turning back to his usual bright self, but I could see it was somewhat forced,"

"About a week before he left, he had received a phone call from Killua. I'm not sure what it was about, but it managed to brighten him up a lot. He left, and told me he would make it up to Killua somehow. He left a bright, happy person." She smiled brightly again.

"About five, six years later, he showed up at my door again, and with him, was you and your mother." She paused suddenly, biting her bottom lip, her thumbs gently gliding over his scarred knuckles before she continued.

"I suppose, given how fondly he spoke of Killua, I should have suspected some romantic feelings, but I never did, until Gon introduced me to your mother and it all just suddenly clicked." She chuckled a little. "I had never seen any photo's of him before, only knew him by the descriptions from both Mito and Gon,"

"Izuku, let me tell you, those descriptions did him no justice; he was beautiful." Her voice took on a tone of awe, before she cleared it and looked him in the eye. "They asked, practically begged me to take care of you. I don't know the entire reason, but they kept telling me that you'd be in danger if you stayed with them,"

"They told me that they had some things they needed to take care of, things of their past, and that they didn't want to bring you along, because it was so dangerous. Gon had this look in his eyes, reminiscent of what he looked like back then when he was fifteen,"

"I tried to get more information out of them, but they refused. Eventually, I agreed, and they stayed here with you while we finalized all the paperwork, and I officially adopted you. The day they left, it broke my heart. I'd never seen Gon cry, and Killua, he was so upset, Gon had to practically drag him out of the house and away from you,"

"You cried for nearly two days straight, until eventually, you stopped, and slowly, you started to just forget them. As per their request, I never mentioned them to you, didn't keep any pictures of them around the house, nor did I tell you the truth, until now,"

"They sent money monthly, to help support us, pay for your education, medical bills, anything we could possibly need. It was painful, to know that they were trying so hard to stay away and support you; be a part of your life, while not actually being there." Inko let go of one of his hands to wipe away a stray tear.

"They asked me to tell you about them once you graduated high school, and to give you this box." She reached for the box, and placed it in his free hand. "I imagine it would shed some light on all your unanswered questions," she finished.

"I," Izuku started in a whisper, but was unable to form any other words.
"Don't rush it, go to your room, find out what's in the box, and just think this through carefully, okay?" Inko suggested, reaching forward, she gently caressed his cheek before she stood.

"Now, I think I'm going to bed now; I'm quite tired, there's still some coffee left. I don't think you'll be able to sleep much, hm?" She said, humming as she smiled down at him, she bent forward and placed a kiss to the top of his head. "Goodnight, Izuku,"

He was too stuck in his own thoughts to answer verbally, managing to nod, at least. He didn't notice her absence, just sat on the sofa, staring at the wooden box, processing his mother's words. Eventually, he stood and left to go to his room, quietly shutting the door behind him.

Izuku sat on his bed, crossing his legs, back resting on his pillows, leaning against the headboard; he placed the box in front of him, just staring. After a few more minutes of staring, he sat up, and with trembling hands, opened the box.

Inside, the first thing he could see was a photo. Reaching in, he dug his fingers underneath to pull it out; he realized there were quite a few pictures. He picked them up, bringing his hand to rest on his lap, he used both hands to support the small stack.

The first picture was of him as a baby. He was wrapped up in what looked like a really fluffy blanket, his large, green eyes staring up at the camera as he sucked on his own bottom lip. At the bottom of the picture, written in sharpie, he assumed, stood his name and a date. Izuku, September 12th.

Smiling a little, he placed the photo down on the bed, eyes trailing to the next photo. This photo was of a woman with short, orange red hair and amber eyes. She had oven mitts on, a large pot in hand as she smiled down at whomever was taking the photo. Aunt Mito, stood at the bottom.

Izuku took a while observing the photo, committing her features to memory before he placed that photo atop the other. The next photo was of a beautiful girl, with dark brown hair and beautiful blue eyes. She was smiling brightly up at the camera. At the bottom, stood, Alluka.

Taking in her features, Izuku placed that photo with the other two. The next was of a large man, sitting on a sofa, golden brown eyes bright as he grinned at the camera, black-green hair styled into spikes; Izuku could see he was wearing a green hoodie. Gon Freecs.

So this is what his father looks like? Izuku stared considerably longer at this photo, feeling a deep sadness at the thought that he did not know this man, even though he was his father. Slowly, reluctantly, he placed the photo to the side.

The next was of another young man, sitting in what looked like a cafe, or restaurant, blue eyes staring to the side, as if he were observing people passing by. His silvery white hair stood wild atop his head, skin pale as he chewed on the straw of the chocolate milkshake in front of him.

His left arm was crossed on the table in front of him, his right propped up as he rested his cheek on his palm, sitting a little hunched over, he was wearing a pink hoodie, and he was clearly oblivious to the photo being taken. Killua Zoldyck. Izuku felt his breath hitch a little. This was his mother.

Tears started to roll down his cheeks as he felt a deep longing settle in his chest. He wanted to talk to him, hear the sound of his voice, see him smile, hug him. Overcome with emotion, Izuku hugged the photo to his chest, crying silently to himself.

After a while of sitting on his bed, weeping over a photo, Izuku eventually placed it aside as he wiped his tears. He picked up the next as he sniffed, eyes trailing over the photo.

His mother was lying in a bed, while his father stood next to him, and Izuku was cradled in his mother's arms. Killua looked sickly pale and a little sweaty, hair sticking to his forehead as he looked down at Izuku in his arms with a small, tired smile.

Gon had his right hand below baby Izuku, to help support his weight, his other arm wrapped around Killua as he planted a loving kiss to his temple.
Izuku's birth, July 15th, 07:39 pm.

Was this photo taken just after he was born? That would explain why Killua looked absolutely exhausted. Izuku couldn't help but smile at the photo, a strange feeling washing over him as he placed it aside.

The next was of the three of them again. Izuku was a few months old by now, he assumed, as he was smiling open mouthed at the camera, his eyes were a darker shade of green than they were now, his black-green hair also seemed a little lighter, but the roots seemed to start showing the colour his hair was now.

He was only wearing a diaper as he sat on Killua's lap, who was also smiling at the camera--a beautiful closed lip smile--blue eyes bright, he seemed to be wearing a black tank top. Izuku had a feather necklace clutched in his right hand, the chain still hung around Killua's neck, whom was leaning into Gon, as he sat behind him.

Gon was also grinning brightly, golden brown eyes bright from what Izuku assumed was the sun. He wore a green t-shirt, left arm behind Killua, probably wrapped around his waist, his right hand no doubt holding the camera to take the photo, as both of Killua's arms were wrapped around baby Izuku.

Izuku couldn't see, but he assumed that they were maybe sitting on the floor, or maybe Killua was sitting on Gon's lap, but the entire photo was only of them from the waist up, no other background. The lighting was absolutely perfect, causing their features, eyes in particular, to be brighter.

6 months old, January 15th. So he was exactly six months old in this photo. Izuku smiled, gently tracing a finger over the photo. It was a long while before he placed it aside, and picked up the very last photo.

It was of both Killua and Gon, the two were sitting on a sofa, Killua leaning against Gon's chest. Gon had his arms wrapped around his mate, hands resting gently on his stomach, chin resting comfortably on Killua's shoulder, smiling gently at the camera.

Killua was wearing a white hoodie this time, and by what Izuku could see, it would seem that his dad was shirtless. 3 months pregnant, stood at the bottom this time.

Izuku sighed, but smiled after, placing the last photo down, he peered back into the box. There were only three objects left, a tiny box--one of those boxes you usually got when you bought jewellery--black USB with a green sticky note stuck to it, Watch me, written in sharpie on it, the last seemed like a credit card.

Carefully reaching in, Izuku grasped the box and opened it gently. Gasping softly, he reached in and pulled out the very same feather necklace that he had been grabbing in one of the photos. At the bottom of the tiny box, another sticky note, this one yellow, read, ‘This was your favourite.’

Smiling sadly, Izuku moved to clasp it around his neck, when a faint smell reached his nose. Pausing, Izuku brought the necklace close to his nose, and inhaled. It was faint, but the scent caused a warm, comforting feeling to wash over him.

Was this his mother's scent? If it was, he wanted more of it, he wanted to be wrapped up in it, live in it. He was craving a hug from his mother. Slowly, carefully, Izuku clasped the necklace around his neck.

Reaching in, Izuku pulled out the last two items, carefully pulling the sticky note off of the USB, he looked over the card. It was, indeed, a credit card, his father's, it seemed. Confused, Izuku considered the items when a sudden yawn forced him to shut his eyes.

Rubbing at his left eye, Izuku searched around in his jeans' pockets for his phone. Once he found it, he pressed a button to check the time, shocked when he saw that it was nearly five in the morning. Just how long did he spend staring at that box?

Izuku considered the items once more, deciding that he'd see what was on the USB later. Once he got some sleep, or maybe he should watch it with his friends? He felt the need to, also, he really wanted to talk to them about what his mom had told him; he needed their advice.

Izuku was unsure what to do now. Did he just ignore it all and continue with his life? No, he couldn't do that. Izuku knew for a fact that he would be unable to focus on his hero career with so many unanswered questions, and this deep need to actually meet his birth parents. Should he search for his real parents? Did they want to see him? Were they even still alive?

There were so many questions, and he had no answers, and neither did his mom. He wanted to find them, he wanted to get to know them. He knew a little about his dad. From what his mom told him, he was bright and cheery, but there had to be more to him, right?

And what about his mother? What was he like? Was he serious? Or cheery? Was he smart and bright? He knew next to nothing about him, and he ached and itched to know more.

Sighing, Izuku carefully placed the photo's back in the box, placing the box, USB and empty jewellery box on his nightstand, Izuku stood and took off his clothes.

Once he was dressed for bed, he settled down and took his phone out once more, and opened the group chat he had with his friends.

Izuku

Can we meet somewhere tomorrow? I have to tell you guys about what my mom told me...it's pretty serious.

05:09 AM

After he sent the text, Izuku settled further in his bed, and fell asleep almost instantly, his dreams plagued by exaggerated reasons as to why his parents had to leave him behind.

Chapter Text

Ding. Izuku stirred a little. Ding. He stirred once more, nose wrinkling a little. Ding. Ding. Eyes fluttering open, Izuku yawned as he stretched in his bed. Ding. Ding. Ding.

Groaning, he reached over just as his phone dinged again, hand vibrating a little, he squinted a bit at the bright screen before opening the texts he had gotten.

Katsuki
How serious is serious?

07:47 AM

Kacchan, ever the early morning riser, had bombarded his phone with texts, and by extension, the other six unfortunate souls that were part of this group chat.

Katsuki
Izuku! Tell me how serious it is

07:50 AM

Katsuki
I swear to All Might if you don't answer me now, I will come over there

07:51 AM

Katsuki
Are you still asleep?

07:51 AM

Katsuki
I don't care how tired you are, WAKE UP!!! DEKU!

07:52 AM

Katsuki
Bitch wake up!!!

07:53 AM

Katsuki
Fucking shitty Deku, wake up already! Tell me on a scale of 1-10 how serious is serious?!
Wake up!!
NOW!

07:55 AM

Hitoshi
Stop

07:56 AM

Hitoshi
People are trying to sleep

07:56 AM

Katsuki
I don't give a fuck! I want to know, for fuck's sake!
Deku!

07:57 AM

Denki
Would the two of you SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!!?

07:58 AM

Finally, Izuku decided to just answer already; after reading the slightly amusing texts, he opened his keypad to answer, knowing that things could get pretty intense once Denki started cussing.

Izuku
I'm sorry, I was asleep Kacchan and serious is pretty serious, maybe like a
7 or 8?

08:00 AM

Eijirou
If it's an 8 then why didn't you call?! You know I wouldn't have cared if it was 5 Am?!

08:01 AM

Izuku
I'm sorry, I was still processing what my mom told me. Actually, I still haven't

08:02 AM

Ochaco
Is it that bad? She isn't dying, is she?

08:02 AM

Izuku
No, she's not dying, but I'm not sure if it's bad per say...

08:03 AM

Shoto
Are you okay, Izuku?

08:03 AM

Izuku
I..don't know

08:06 AM

Katsuki
Fuck this, just come to my house and we'll talk

08:07 AM

Izuku
Are you sure Kacchan?

08:08 AM

Katsuki
Fucking yes, just get here

08:09 AM

Denki
Alright I'm coming 2

08:10 AM

Eijirou
Me 2, I'll be there as soon as I can

08:11 AM

Izuku
Thank you guys, so much

08:11 AM

Izuku smiled at the screen of his phone, tears starting to fall as he sniffed. He really did have some good friends, didn't he? Wiping his face, eyes a little red and burning from all his crying and lack of sleep, Izuku gathered his clean clothes and left for the bathroom.

He was quick to pack his backpack full of things he might need, including all the items he had received the night before; his mother's necklace hung around his neck. Grabbing his phone and wallet, he exited his room.

Izuku was surprised to see his mother sitting at the kitchen table, sipping on coffee, she seemed deep in thought again.
"Oh, Izuku, good morning," she greeted with a small smile.

"Mom, hi," Izuku said softly, albeit sounding a little awkward and breathless.
Inko looked him up and down a moment as she sipped on her coffee. "Where you off to?" She asked curiously.

"To Kacchan's, I, I want to talk to him about...last night," Izuku explained.
Inko nodded, smiling at him. "Okay, be careful and stay safe,"
Izuku nodded quickly, moving to step out the door. "I will. I'll be back later, love you,"

Inko smiled as he closed the door behind him. He was taking the news a little better than she expected. She was a little worried that he might get angry, or might not want anything to do with his parents, or her. But then again, this was Izuku, and she had raised him to be kind and understanding.

"The fuck took you so long?" Katsuki asked, ripping the front door open before Izuku could even knock.
"Ah!" Izuku yelled in shock. "I-I had to get ready, Kacchan!"
"Get in here!" Katsuki growled, grabbing his arm and pulling him into the house, slamming the door behind them.

Izuku was dragged up the stairs to Katsuki's room, and practically thrown in before the door was shut. To his surprise, everyone was already waiting for him there. Hitoshi and Denki were both still in their sleep clothes, dozing off next to each other on Katsuki's bed.

Kirishima had thrown on some basketball shorts and a zip up hoodie, he didn't even bother to style his hair. Ochaco had on some sweats and a tank top, hair tied into a high ponytail.

Shoto was dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt, scrolling through his phone as he sat on the floor, back leaning against Katsuki's bed as Kirishima used his shoulder as a cushion, staring at Shoto's phone.

Iida was also dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt, talking with Ochaco. Katsuki was wearing a black tank top and jeans; his expression set into irritation.

"Deku!" Ochaco called once her eyes found his. "We brought comfort food!" She said as she gestured to a few plastic bags near the bed.
"Oh, that wasn't necessary," Izuku mumbled, feeling a little bad now.

"Of course it was!" Iida said loudly, arm chopping at the air. "If a friend is upset and in need of comfort, then comfort food is a must!"
Izuku sweat dropped a little as Katsuki started yelling at Iida, telling him to pipe down, when Denki unhelpfully supplied that Katsuki was even louder than Iida was from his spot on the bed.

"Guys, c'mon," Kirishima whined as Shoto locked his phone and shoved it into his pants pocket.
Izuku moved to sit on the floor, too, facing Shoto with Ochaco to his right. Iida eventually went to sit next to her.

Denki stood, yawning and stretching as he moved to sit next to Shoto, Katsuki taking a seat in between the two, as close to Shoto as possible. Shinso rolled onto his stomach, head between Katsuki and Denki as they all stared at him expectantly.

"So, you wanna tell us what happened?" Denki asked curiously.
Izuku bit his lip as he took off his backpack, and dug around to find the USB and wooden box.

"Last night, my mom told me that." He paused, unsure of how to continue.
"What?" Shoto asked, giving him a small, reassuring nod.
"I, I'm adopted," he stated.

Shoto's eyebrows shot up, Shinso blinked in surprise. Denki had a really dumb look on his face, Iida's face contorted with shock as Ochaco's lips parted in surprise. Kirishima frowned, but looked mostly worried.

"The fuck?" Katsuki asked, breaking the silence.
"Yeah," Izuku breathed, feeling a little relieved now that he had said it out loud. He didn't realise how much it weighed down on him until now.

"But you look so similar to your mom?" Ochaco voiced, though she sounded surprised.
"Yeah, how the fuck does that work?" Katsuki asked, leaning a tiny bit to the side so that he could press his arm against Shoto.

"She's not my birth mother, but we're still blood related," he explained vaguely.
"What? Then what is she to you?" Denki asked.
"She said that she's my grandfather's younger sister. Grand aunt? Is that a thing?" Izuku mumbled to himself.

"Fucking, how?! How is she not old as fuck if she's your grandpa's sister?!" Katsuki yelled furiously.
Izuku shrugged helplessly, and Katsuki fumed.
"Wait, so what about your birth parents? What happened to them?" Ochaco cut in.

Izuku frowned a little as he folded his arms, thumb and forefinger of his right hand pinching his chin as he thought. "She told me that they showed up at her door and begged her to take care of me, that they had to take care of something from their past and that it was too dangerous to take me with,"

Katsuki frowned. "How dangerous could it be to leave your child behind for so long?"
Izuku shook his head. "I don't know, and mom said she doesn't know the entire reason why, either,"

"Well, that's shit," Shinso stated.
It was quiet for a moment.
"Do you know anything about them? Your birth parents, I mean. Do you know where they are, or why they never came back for you? Do you even know what they look like?" Ochaco asked, sounding rather sad.

"I don't know where they are or why they didn't come back, I do have some pictures, though," Izuku reported as he dug the items out. "Mom gave me this box last night, said they asked her to give it to me once I graduated high school if they hadn't come back for me yet," he explained.

He took the photo's, and passed them to Shoto as everyone crowded around to look at the photo's.
"Oh my god, Deku! You were so cute!!" Ochaco exclaimed as she took the first photo from Shoto.

"So, I'm guessing Killua is your mom and Gon is your dad?" Katsuki guessed.
"That's right," Izuku confirmed with a nod.
"This is a very beautiful photo," Shinso stated as he held up the photo of the three of them, with baby Izuku in Killua's lap and clutching his necklace.

"Damn, Izuku, your mom's freaking beautiful," Denki commented.
"If he's your mom, then that means he's an omega, right?" Eijirou asked.
"He looks like one," Denki stated.
"He's definitely not an alpha. Alpha males can't bear children, and it's really rare for beta males to get pregnant. Even some female beta are unable to carry," Shoto voiced factually.

"Yeah, omega's tend to look ethereal, almost unrealistically beautiful. Shoto's like that, too," Denki muttered offhandedly.
"You are too," Katsuki and Shinso expressed simultaneously.

Denki blushed as the room suddenly grew quiet. Shoto chuckled a little at this, as Izuku laughed nervously.
"Anyway, they left me this credit card and this USB, but I don't know what's on it," Izuku told as he stared at the item thoughtfully.

Katsuki stood up, then. "Well, let's find out," he said as he gently took the item from Izuku and sat on his desk chair, opening his laptop, he powered it on and plugged the USB in. He clicked a few times before grunting.

"There's a video on here, it's nearly three hours long," he stated.
"Three hours? But it's so long how are we going to watch it and be comfortable," Denki whined.

Subconsciously, Bakugo rumbled in the back of his throat to comfort the omega as he stood and walked to the tv in his room. Katsuki didn't bother asking if it was alright for them all to watch it, knowing that Izuku wouldn't have brought it with him if he didn't want them seeing it.

Switching the tv on, everyone clambered onto the bed, somehow managing to fit on it, despite there being eight of them. They snuggled and squished together, Ochaco taking a moment to grab the plastic bags and handing out the various comfort foods she and Iida had stopped to buy.

Once everyone was settled, Katsuki used the remote to play the video, glad that he hadn't bothered to open his curtains that morning. Denki reached up and pressed a potato chip to Shinso's lips, snuggling further into him once he had taken it into his mouth.

Shoto was laying in between Katsuki's legs, back pressed to his broad chest. Eijirou was next to him, laying on his stomach and facing the tv, squished between the wall and Katsuki's right leg. Izuku next to the blond in between the other two alphas and using the blond's shoulder as a cushion

Shinso sat next to Izuku with Denki between his legs. Iida was next to Shinso, with Ochaco laying on her stomach at the foot of the bed. They grew quiet once the video began.
The camera made a strange sound as it was fumbled around a bit, the ground a shaky blur before it turned around, blurred again, and finally focused.
"Hi! You might not know me yet, but! My name is Alluka, and I'm your aunt!" Bright blue eyes, dark brown hair and a beautiful smile greeted them.

"Well, I might not be starting this video at the right time, but Gon-kun and I decided we wanted to document your growth with a home video!" She stated ecstatically. "Brother didn't like the idea very much, since he'll be the centre of attention while you grow in his tummy, but, he just has to suck it up and except it!" Alluka pouted at first, but then she grinned.

Shinso chuckled a little at the girl.
"I just saw them walking down the street to the apartment, so they should be here any second!" They got a quick view of the street from the window, before it turned back to her. "Brother has been showing a lot of symptoms of pregnancy, so he and Gon-kun went to the doctor to verify," she explained.

Just then, the door opened, and in walked Izuku's parents. Gon was quite a bit taller than Killua, it would seem. The silver haired omega reached only just about passed the alpha's shoulders.

"Gon-kun! Brother! What did the doctor say!?!" Alluka exclaimed, the camera seemed to be jerked around a bit before it focused on Gon.

The alpha was pulling a really strange expression. "I-I, he, we-Killua's pregnant!" He announced.
Alluka squealed loudly, the focus of the camera going insane as she probably waved her hands around and hugged Gon.

"You're already recording, Alluka?" Killua asked as he was hugged next.
"Of course! We need to document the baby's growth so that we can show them when they're older, it's very important brother!" Alluka scolded.

They watched the annoyed look slip off of Killua's face as he pouted, his cheeks dusting a light pink. "This is embarrassing," he mumbled as he turned his head away.
"Killua, you're so cute!" Gon stated as he moved to hug his omega, who's blush only grew darker.

The two pulled apart as Killua presented a paper.
"This," he announced, pointing at a specific spot on the ultrasound photo. "Is you," he finished.
Killua smiled softly at the camera before the screen went black.

The first clip ended there and Katsuki paused quickly in order gauge Izuku's reaction. Izuku blinked at the screen, before he smiled a little. They left this for him, knowing that he would probably be curious about them, or curious about his past before Inko.

Izuku felt heartache, yet excitement at the same time. He had little doubt that this video will help him get to know his parents better, and aid in his decision of what to do next.

"Your dad's really excitable," Ochaco commented.
They started laughing at this, and once they settled, Katsuki pressed play again.

The next video starts much the same as the first, though it focused much more quickly on an alarm clock, which read 02:43, the sound of retching followed soon after. The camera turned to focus on Gon's face. He smiled a little at the camera as he sat up in bed, ruffling his hair; he was clearly still a little sleepy.

"So, it's almost three am, and your mom's having the worst bout of morning sickness so far," he informed as he stood, and started walking in the darkened room, the sounds of retching, and coughing growing louder. "It's probably all those Choco robots he had earlier," Gon mumbled quietly.

As he walked, his silhouette grew brighter, until he turned the camera and pushed the door to the bathroom open. The light was on, with Killua kneeling on the tiled floor, head partially stuck in the toilet as another wave of nausea had him vomiting again.

"Killua? Are you okay?" Gon asked gently.
Killua merely moaned as he pulled back, shut the lid and flushed the toilet. Crossing his arms on the closed lid; he rested his head on his arms. "I'm just gonna stay here forever," he whined.

Gon chuckled as he moved to place the camera on the zinc to face Killua as he left. They watched for a few seconds as Killua breathed, nearly falling asleep on the toilet lid; when Gon came back with a glass, he filled it with water, and gently touched Killua's back.

Killua sat up, excepting the glass with lightly trembling hands. Gon moved to sit next to Killua, gently rubbing his back as the omega finished drinking the water. Killua groaned a little as he moved to lean against Gon's chest. Gon started running his fingers through Killua's hair as they sat in silence.

"I almost forgot what it felt like to puke," Killua commented, disgruntled as he sniffed.
Gon laughed lightly. "Well, you're making up for all the childhood sicknesses you missed out on,"
The omega whined again as Gon started to laugh a little harder.

Eventually, Killua fell asleep on Gon. The alpha moved carefully, gently shifting Killua so that he can stand up with the omega in his arms. Killua managed to sleep through it, face peaceful as his alpha carried him out of the room and safely to bed. The clip ended.

The next started recording steadily, instantly focusing on a bed, and a large lump snoring lightly on it.
"Gon, you're such a heavy sleeper," Killua's voice muttered as he walked to the bed.

Killua's pale hand reached out and pulled the covers off of Gon, revealing said man, eyes closed, face peaceful. He wasn't wearing a shirt with sweat pants and was laying on his side, lips slightly parted as he snored every now and then.

"Gon," Killua called, shaking his shoulder.
"Mmmnn," Gon groaned as he swatted at his mate's hand.
Killua pinched Gon's cheek lightly. "It's time to wake up, sleepy head," he announced

Gon frowned, turning his head away and ended up turning onto his back. Killua climbed onto the bed and straddled the alpha's hips. Gon's breath hitched, his eyebrow twitching slightly.

"Wake up, Gon!" Killua said loudly as he bounced on the alpha's hips.
Gon woke with a strange noise, hands instantly grabbing Killua's hips in order to stop him.
"What are you doing? Stop that Killua," Gon stated firmly.

Killua snickered. "I told you it's time to wake up, but you ignored me." Killua wiggled his hips despite the alpha's grip, his free hand resting on the Gon's toned abdomen, the camera tilted to see Killua's legs and hips as he wiggled.

Gon let out a growl at the action and grabbed Killua, who squealed as he was pulled, turned and lightly tossed onto his side. The camera's focus went crazy with the action as it nearly slipped from the omega's grasp.

Killua was laughing joyously, the camera only catching a little bit of his face as he laughed. Gon threw an arm around his mate, and snuggled closer, face nuzzling into Killua's neck. They stilled, laid there for a small while; and for a second, they thought the two had fallen asleep again.

"Gon, we really need to get going," Killua stated, only receiving a grunt as a reply.
Killua sighed, before he started to struggle to get out from underneath the alpha. It took a while, but Killua finally managed. Huffing, his clothes were dishevelled, hair mussed; he blew a piece if his bangs out of his face.

"Gon!" Killua whined, pulling on the alpha's arm, climbing gracefully off of the bed once the alpha sat up.
Gon took the camera and pointed it at Killua as the omega buttoned his jeans. "Gon, did you forget that we were supposed to meet Leorio and Kurapika today?" Killua asked as he ruffled his own hair.

"Of course not, Killua, we're supposed to tell them the news," Gon answered, watching as Killua dug around the closet for a sweater.
"Aren't you getting dressed? You can't go out like that," Killua asked as he turned to face Gon, his small frown melting away as a small smile tugged at his lips. "What? Why are you looking at me like that,"

"Take off your shirt," Gon ordered.
Killua looked scandalized. "What? Gon, no,"
"Take off your shirt, Killua," Gon said sternly, shifting so that he could sit at the edge of the bed, closest to Killua. "Trust me,"

Killua hesitated before he took off his shirt. Killua was a lot more muscular than he seemed, with a few scars barely visible against his pale skin. There was a strangely shaped scar a few inches above his navel. Gon reached forward, touching his omega's stomach, fingers gliding down the bumps of his six pack, before moving to his hip.

Gon pressed on Killua's hip, guiding him to turn sideways in order to film his stomach from the side. Gon's hand started rubbing at Killua's lower stomach.
"In just a few months, you're gonna have a baby bump," Gon uttered.

"W-what the hell, Gon?! You-you can't just say stuff like that! Stop that," Killua stuttered, gripping the alpha's wrist.
Gon moved the camera to film Killua's face, which was dark red with an intense blush. Gon turned Killua back around.

"You're growing a person in here, Killua, a perfect mix between the two of us. A little, tiny person, who will one day grow up to be our age, and then have their own children, just like us. Isn't that amazing, Killua?" His tone took on one of pure awe.

Gon turned the camera so that they could see him lean forward and place a loving kiss on Killua's still flat stomach. "You're really amazing, Killua,"

Gon managed to catch Killua's face grow redder.
"This is embarrassing," Killua mumbled as Gon stood and placed a firm kiss on his mate's lips.
"I love you," Gon stated before the clip ended.

"That was so cute!" Ochaco commented.
"And weirdly intimate, was that okay to watch?" Denki asked as he munched on some potato chips.
"It was so beautiful!" Iida exclaimed suddenly, tears falling down his cheeks.

"Are you okay?" Shinso asked in a whisper, slightly freaked out.
"Yes!" Iida wiped his tears away.
"Dude." Denki laughed

"Okay, so we wanted to show you what the streets look like where we're currently living, in Yorknew City, in case they changed by the time you see this," Gon's voice cut through their chatter as well as the hustle and bustle of the streets as they walked.

Gon turned the camera to start filming the streets. There were a lot of vendors selling things as they walked, constantly yelling at passers-by. Gon turned the camera back to them, grinning crookedly.

"The streets are always so busy here! We're on our way to meet Leorio and Kurapika; are you excited to see them, Killua?" Gon asked as he turned the camera to the omega.
Killua only grunted. He was holding Gon's free hand, the other stuffed in his pocket.

Gon pouted. "You're so moody," he mumbled, before frowning. "And a little pale, are you okay, Killua; are you going to be sick?" Gon asked urgently just as Killua moved his free hand to place it over his mouth.

Gon quickly steered them away and towards a nearby trashcan, barely making it in time before Killua started to vomit. Gon rubbed his back gently.

"Are you feeling okay? Should we cancel?" Gon asked in concern.
Killua shook his head as he took a deep breath, nose scrunching up.
"No, it's just, the...the meat-" he cut off as he started up again, sounding quite terrible as he emptied his stomach.

"The meat?" Gon asked in confusion, glancing around, and sniffing. "Ooh! The smell of cooking meat is making you nauseous?" Gon asked in realization.

Killua nodded, trying to hold his breath as long as he could so that he didn't need to breathe in the nauseating smell. Once Killua was able to stand upright, Gon handed him the camera, and took off his hoodie, giving it to his omega.

"Just put it on and hide your nose in it whenever the smell gets too overpowering," he instructs.
Killua puts on the hoodie, which was too big for him, and lifted the collar to breathe in Gon's scent.

He hummed. "You're a lifesaver, Gon,"
Gon chuckled. "Anything for you, Killua, now let's go." He took Killua's hand again and lead him through the streets.

They eventually made it to a park where they sat down on a bench, Killua leaning against Gon's shoulder.
It was peaceful, as they sat, Gon filmed the park, birds flying, children playing.

"Gon! Killua!! Heyy!" Someone shouted.
"Leorio!!" Gon called and waved him over.
The man was tall, with dark brown hair and eyes, a set of too small glasses resting on the bridge nose as he came strolling up wearing a suit.

"Old man, are you going to a business meeting or something?" Killua asked in amusement.
"Why you little!" Leorio pulled Killua into a headlock, briefly rubbing his knuckles into the omega's hair while the three of them laughed.

"You look well, Killua, a bit pale though. You should get out more," Leorio scolded lightly before pulling the younger into a hug.
Killua excepted, and started purring a little at the affection.

"I never heard you purr before, Killua," someone else stated.
Gon jumped, the camera jerking about a little before settling on another male, with blonde hair and brownish grey eyes.

"When'd you get here, Kurapika?" Gon asked as he moved in for a brief hug.
"Just now," he answered as he hugged Leorio and then Killua.
"It's been so long! How are you guys?!" Gon asked excitedly.

"Great!" Leorio cheered a little, slinging an arm around Killua's shoulders. "But I gotta ask, what's with the camera?"
"I'm curious as well," Kurapika stated, briefly glancing into the camera before up at Gon again.

"Tell you later, let's get something to eat first!" Gon said.
"Oh yeah, how about some barbecue?" Leorio suggested.
"Sounds good to me," Kurapika agreed, smiling a small smile.

Izuku and his friends could clearly see the colour drain from Killua's face at the mere mention of meat.
"W-wait-" Gon's protest was cut off as Killua turned out from under Leorio's arm and started to vomit in some bushes behind him.

"Killua!" Kurapika yelled in shock as he lurched forward to steady his friend.
Gon jogged over to Killua, rubbing his back as he stood behind him, Leorio on his other side.

"Are you okay? Are you sick? Do you have the flu?" Kurapika questioned.
Killua let out a noise that sounded like a moan mixed with a groan. "I'm not sick, I'm pregnant," he announced.

It was quiet for a few moments, the camera able to perfectly capture both Leorio and Kurapika's shocked expressions.
"Surprise," Gon uttered quietly, yet enthusiastically.

"That's great, congratulations!" Leorio cheered, grabbing both Gon and Killua into a hug, Kurapika joining, too.
"I'm so excited for you! I promise, we'll be the best uncles, okay?" Kurapika declared in a moment of passion as they all started to squeeze Killua, as he had ended up in the middle of the impromptu group hug.

Killua let out a grunt before he started to purr loudly, causing his friends to chuckle.
"Okay," Kurapika said as they all separated. "Why don't we go get some ice cream, instead?" He suggested.

Killua actually moaned at this suggestion. "That's the best idea that ever came out of your mouth, Kurapika,"
Gon and Leorio started laughing at this as Kurapika frowned a little before he chuckled.

While Leorio and Gon left to go and get the ice cream, Kurapika and Killua found a picnic table to sit at, the omega feeling a little breathless, heart beating a little faster than usual. Kurapika frowned a little at the camera.

"So, you're filming the baby's growth, I'm assuming?" Kurapika asked.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, it was Gon and Alluka's idea," Killua spoke with a small smile.
Kurapika shook his head fondly at this and chuckled.

Killua started shuffling closer and closer to Kurapika, trying to be as subtle as possible, but the beta noticed it fairly quickly.
A fond smile stretched over Kurapika's lips as he opened his arms. "Come here," he spoke gently.

Killua looked a little surprised, but moved swiftly, almost instantly starting to purr when Kurapika closed his arms around him.
"You're very affectionate," Kurapika noted as Killua started to nuzzle his neck.

Killua merely hummed and continued to purr.
"Killua," Gon said fondly, interrupting the other's affection.
Killua blushed as he suddenly realised what he was doing, accepting the ice cream from his alpha with a shy 'thank you'.

"Here, you should drink plenty of water while you're experiencing morning sickness, so you don't get dehydrated," Leorio instructed as he placed two bottles of water in front of the omega.

Killua looked at Leorio as if he had just handed him an oasis while he was lost in the desert for days. "Thank you,"
Leorio chuckled and ruffled his hair fondly.

"So, how far along are you, anyway?" Kurapika asked.
"Mnn." Killua hummed around his spoon as he thought. "Ten weeks,"
"Already? Why are we only just now hearing about this?" Leorio asked, seeming quite a bit upset.

"We only found out when he was already eight weeks along," Gon offered with a smile.
This seemed to please Leorio. "I see,"
The clip ended after they talked for a while longer about the most random things.

"Can we have a bathroom break?" Ochaco asked as she sat up and stretched.
Mumbled agreements followed as they all stumbled off the bed, stretching.

"Your parents seem to love each other a lot," Shoto commented to Izuku.
The alpha looked at his omega, before smiling. Sometimes, Izuku forgot how Shoto grew up, and that seeing parents be so affectionate and clearly in love was still foreign to him.
"Yeah, they do,"

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"So, how long have we been watching now?" Denki asked as they settled back in again after their second bathroom break.
" 'Bout an hour and a half," Katsuki answered.

The clips after the one with Kurapika and Leorio were mostly day to day things, about how Killua got a little out of breath if they walked too long, he experienced a few cramps, but that hasn't happened again in a while. He was tired a lot, more so than what was normal for him, according to Gon, and he experienced a little fatigue.

Killua didn't experience all that many mood swings, though he mostly stayed affectionate, he experienced some mild irritation, but that was it. His cravings, however, were a little insane.

He craved sweet things like it was going out of fashion, thanks to his natural sweet tooth, and constantly wanted to balance it out with something salty, like nachos, or pickles dipped in mustard.

Some of the things he ate made them all gag, including Gon, like the one time he wanted cucumber covered in custard. Gon had been so close to vomiting, but he managed to hide it well enough; that or Killua chose not to say anything about it.

Strong smells, like meat in particular or fish, always had him gagging and aiming for the nearest toilet, trashcan or bush. Though his morning sickness was starting to get better now, Ochaco stated that they could expect to see rapid growth in Killua's stomach as he entered his second trimester.

The next clip started with Killua sitting on the sofa, reading a book.
"Killua," Gon called to catch his attention.
"Hm?" Killua hummed as he turned a page.

"Can I see your stomach?" Gon asked.
Killua paused, glancing up at Gon, before shrugging and marking his page. Killua stood up, turned to the side, and raised his shirt.
Gon gasped on screen as Kirishima did from where he sat next to Katsuki.

"I can see your baby bump!" Gon announced excitedly.
Killua looked up at him, surprise on his face. "Really?"
Gon gestured for him to come closer, and started to rub at his lower stomach where the bump started to show.

"Right over here," Gon uttered as he gently touched Killua's skin.
"Now that you pointed it out, I can actually see it," Killua stated as he moved away to the bathroom.
Gon followed with the camera, watching as Killua checked for himself in the mirror.

"Huh, how did I not notice it before?" He asked, eyes curious as he gently touched the area.
"Awh, Killua, it's so cute!" Gon exclaimed as he walked into the room, placed the camera on the zinc again, and pulled Killua into a loving hug.

Killua started to purr almost instantly, nuzzling into the alpha's neck. Gon started to rumble in the back of his throat, causing Killua to purr even louder. Gon swayed them a little, as if they were dancing before the clip ended.

The next few clips were mostly just Gon forcing Killua to film his stomach, he was clearly very giddy about this. And over the course of those clips, Killua's stomach grew into a very noticeable baby bump, which he couldn't even hide under his sweaters and hoodies anymore, not that he really was.

Gon also seemed to love filming Killua sleeping, while he either played with the omega's hair, or caressed his cheek, which they found was a little creepy at first, until Gon explained why.

"While we were traveling together when we were twelve, Killua could go up to three days without sleep, plus he's a light sleeper, not to mention that he's a bit of an early riser, so I never got to see him sleep. Until now, I think I've only seen Killua sleep a handful of times,"

The teenagers were very shocked to hear this, Denki even saying he could have used that in high school for some last minute test studying. Some of them agreed.

"Killua," Gon whispered as he gently shook his mate's shoulder.
The omega was curled up on the sofa, having fallen asleep whilst reading, and Gon had been filming him for a short while, gently tracing his features, running his fingers through the omega's hair, whispering to the camera how soft the strands were.

Gon leant forward, and started peppering Killua's face with gentle kisses while he called his name.
"Hmn," Killua hummed, nose scrunching up a little as Gon kissed each of his eyelids.

Killua placed a hand in Gon's hair and pulled him in for a sweet kiss. Once they pulled back, Gon gently ran his fingers through Killua's bangs, and planted a kiss to his forehead.

"Let's go for a walk?" Gon suggested.
Killua hummed again as Gon pulled back; and sat up on the couch.
Yawning, Killua stretched a little before he stood.

The two left the house hand in hand, talking about random things until they reached a park where they moved to sit down, until someone called their names.
"Gon, Killua! Oh my God, it's been forever," someone yelled.

Gon placed the camera on the picnic table they were going to sit at and turned to greet this person.
"Knuckle!" Gon said enthusiastically as a large man with tan skin, outdated black hair and white clothing walked up to them.

The two high fived, which seemed really awkward, and Killua seemed to sweat drop in the background.
"Killua!" Knuckle greeted, wrapping the smaller in a tight hug before pulling back.

He seemed to look them over a little. "You guys look great, what's been going on?" He asked.
"Ah, well, nothing much," Gon answered sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck a little. "What brings you to Yorknew?"

"Hm? Oh, we just finished a hunt." Knuckle grinned.
"We?" Gon asked, just as three other people approached.
"Ah, Killua!" Someone called.
Killua turned a bit, hands tucked away in his hoodie pockets; his face brightened considerably. "Ikalgo!"

Killua crouched in order to hug the shorter...octopus before he stood again.
"It's been so long," Ikalgo said, smiling up at the omega.
"It has!" Killua agreed.

"Well, well, I never thought I'd catch you guys walking about," someone else said. This man was large, with greyish white hair, and sunglasses on.
"Oh, hey there big guy, good to see you, Morel," Killua said, smiling a small smile.
"And Shoot, too!" Gon exclaimed.

Killua blinked a few times, paling suddenly, yet seemed to shrug it off for now.
"Man, this brings back memories," Knuckle stated, chuckling almost bitterly.
Gon seemed sheepish again. "Yeah, the last time were together like this, was back when we were fighting the chimera ants,"

It was silent for a moment. "Well, also after Killua healed you," Knuckle supplied.
Gon laughed lightly at this. "Not really, because back then, Killua wasn't there when I woke up, we only met again when he and Alluka went to the world tree with-KILLUA!"

Killua's legs collapsed from under him as he lost consciousness, slumping to the ground. Morel managed to catch the pregnant omega before he could actually hit the ground.

"Shit!" Kirishima yelled.
"Ah no!" Ochaco exclaimed, sitting upright quickly as they watch Gon run to Killua, but couldn't see what he was doing.

Knuckle was freaking out, asking what the hell just happened, as Gon tried talking to his mate.
"Killua? Killua, can you hear me? Shit.” He swore.

"Should we take him to a doctor?" Knuckle asked.
They were all out of view as they knelt on the ground, talking softly.
"What the-?"
"Killua!!" Gon shouted, cutting the omega off as he suddenly pulled him into a tight hug.

"What happened?" Killua asked as he hugged him back sluggishly.
"You just fainted!" Knuckle exclaimed.
Killua blinked in confusion. "I did? Oh,"
"Wha-?" Knuckle cut himself off.

Gon lifted Killua up from the ground and sat him on the bench of the picnic table.
"Are you okay?" Gon asked worriedly.
" 'M feeling really lightheaded," Killua replied.

"It's probably hypotension, here drink this," Morel instructed, holding out a bottle of water to the young omega.
"Thank you," Killua uttered gratefully as he took the bottle and took a few sips.

A small package of salted peanuts were thrust in his face.
"Eat," Morel ordered, nearly using his alpha voice.
Gon wondered why, smiling as he watched the omega grimly taking the offered package, practically having to choke down the peanuts.

"You need to drink a lot of water, Killua. If you lose consciousness like that again, you could really hurt yourself and your baby. You need to take better care of yourself," Morel lectured sternly.

"Okay, I will," Killua uttered solemnly before he drank some more of his water.
"Baby?" Knuckle asked dumbly.
"You didn't notice he was pregnant?" Gon asked as he looked at the older male.

"No?" Knuckle said, unsure.
Killua looked up, a frown settling on his face. "Then what, did you just think I got fat?"
"N-no! I didn't even notice your weight until now!" Knuckle voiced, arms flailing a little as he tried to defuse the situation, alarm bells going off in his head.

Killua's frown only deepened as he briefly glanced down at himself. "Am I fat?" He asked.
"No!!" Knuckle, Shoot, Gon, Morel and Ikalgo all shouted simultaneously.

Killua blinked in surprise before he started to laugh loudly at all the male's reactions. They started to nervously laugh along with him. Killua winked at the camera before the clip ended.

"He got 'em good!" Kirishima said between bouts of laughter as they chuckled.
"Won't your parents get upset that we're being so loud, Kacchan?" Izuku asked worriedly.

"Hah? No, otherwise the old hag would've barged in here already." He grunted.
"They're probably just so used to you shouting all the time, I'm sure they're feeling really blessed about the peace they're getting right now," Shinso stated nonchalantly.

Denki snorted and started to laugh really loudly, turning in order to high five the indigo haired alpha.
"You bastard I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!" Katsuki screamed, tiny explosions going off in his hands.

"BRAT STOP SCREAMING!!!" His mother screamed from downstairs.
"AAGH! YOU'RE SCREAMING TOO, HAG!!" Katsuki answered, breathing heavily through his nostrils, but settled down nonetheless.

Kirishima had luckily paused the video, afraid that they might miss something important with Katsuki's screaming.
"Okay, here we go!" Eijirou said cheerily as he played once everyone settled down again.

Someone was recording a door adjacent to the room, most likely the bathroom. When the door opened, Killua walked out pulling on a hoodie that was clearly Gon's.
"Killua, why did you shower without me?" Gon whined.

Killua blinked at him. "You were asleep," he stated as he climbed into bed next to Gon.
"You could have woken me up!" Gon protested.

Killua opened his mouth to retort when he suddenly jolted.
"Killua?" Gon asked worriedly.
Killua pressed a hand to his stomach, staring at the sheets, distracted. Killua jerked again, but much less severe this time, before he turned to Gon, excitement clear on his face.

"The pup just kicked!" He announced.
"Really?!" Gon exclaimed as he moved forward, Killua grabbing one of his hands and pressed it to his stomach.
Gon leaned over Killua to place the camera on the nightstand, placing his now free hand on the other side of Killua's stomach.

Gon was sitting on his legs, a smile on his lips as he waited eagerly. Killua was leaning against some pillows propped up against the headboard, one hand laid on top of Gon's, the other resting at the very top of his belly, pressing gently against his ribs.

Killua's eyes flashed up to Gon's, a bright smile on his face. "Did you feel that?" He asked.
Gon nodded, a look of awe on his face. "I did." He breathed out, before grinning. "You really are amazing, Killua," he stated, leaning forward to kiss Killua on the lips.

Killua was blushing a little, but didn't say anything, watching instead as Gon moved to plant kisses on his belly, gently rubbing his hands over pale skin. The clip ended with Gon pressing a kiss to Killua’s stomach, and whispered: "I love you,"

The next one started with Killua laying on his back on a medical bed, his right arm underneath his head, his left hand gently trailing over his exposed, swollen stomach. A doctor could be seen moving about the room, setting up an ultrasound machine.

"Are you nervous, Killua?" Gon's voice broke what seemed to be a bit of an awkward silence.
Killua looked up at Gon and the camera, smiling softly. "No, I'm just eager to win our bet,"

They could hear Gon release a breath. "It's going to be a girl," he stated, sounding very sure.
Killua's smile turned into a cheeky grin. "And I say it's going to be a boy,"

They watch as Killua moved his hand, the doctor squirted a blue gel on his stomach, and pressed the wand of the machine to his belly, moving it about as he chuckled in amusement at their antics.

"Here." The doctor pointed at the screen. "Looks like we have a boy," he announced, an amused smile on his lips as Gon groaned.
"Told you so!" Killua laughed lightly.
The doctor talked to them as he printed pictures of the ultrasound.

Once he finished, he wiped off the gel from Killua's stomach, and after a few last words, he left. Killua sat up, pulling his sweater down;he grinned at Gon and held out his palm.
"Pay up," he said cheekily.

Gon whined a little before he dug around in his pocket, and handed an unspecified amount of money to the omega. Killua smiled wickedly as he pocketed the money.

Killua then turned the photo the doctor had given him to the camera, smiling softly. "This is you,"
"You're really amazing, Killua," Gon stated, leaning forward, he pressed a firm kiss to his mate's lips, and the clip ended.

"Today is your dad's birthday,"
The next clips started with the camera pointed at Killua, as he sat on the sofa, occasionally glancing behind him to the bedroom door.
"It's May fifth, and Gon is officially nineteen today, and I don't have a gift for him, because I forgot," Killua explained, looking a little guilty.

"And so, since this is partially your fault, pup, because I'm apparently giving more than half of my brain cells to you, this is your punishment," Killua voiced as he stood up from the sofa.

"I insisted we show you this whole documentary thing when you're eighteen, the only thing I got a say in, really. So, for my amusement later, just to see your embarrassment and, because it's your punishment, as I said earlier, you should know," Killua paused, standing right outside the closed bedroom door.

Killua looked straight into the camera. "Since I don't have a gift for him, and since it's been a while, your dad's gift, is going to be sex,"
Kirishima paused the video as half of them started shrieking.

"WHY?!" Ochaco screamed into the pillow she was hugging, kicking her legs on the bed as she was laying on her stomach still.
"They wouldn't seriously put a sex tape on here, would they?!" Denki screamed.

Shinso was laughing so hard, he was turning red in the face because of the look of pure horror on Izuku's face. Shoto was also laughing, albeit quietly, he was also a little red. Iida sat on the bed, a blank look on his face.

Eijirou had pressed his face into Katsuki's shoulder to hide his terrible blush as the blond cackled at Izuku. Denki stared in mortification at the screen, then at Izuku, and back to the screen again.

"KATSUKI!" Mitsuki barged into the room, glaring at her child from across the room.
"What?" Katsuki asked, cutting his cackling off abruptly.
"You kids are making such a racket, your father and I leaving," she sated, sparing a brief glance at the tv.

"Whatever," Katsuki grunted, turning his head away a little.
"Don't blow up the house!" Mitsuki ordered before she left, slamming the door shut behind her as she went.
They listened for a while, until the front door was shut and the car left.

"So," Denki suddenly broke the silence that had settled over them.
"Should we still continue?" Iida asked as he settled back in.
"Deku?" Ochaco asked, staring at her green haired friend.

Still blushing lightly, Izuku nodded timidly.
"I guess, if it starts to get too uncomfortable, we could always forward passed it," Eijirou reassured.
Glancing at everyone, everyone glancing at each other, Eijirou shrugged and pressed play.

Killua opened the bedroom door, shutting it quietly behind him. The room was a little dark, thunder sounding occasionally in the distance. Killua's feet barely made any sound as he approached the bed, turning to record the clock, which read 10:48.

Killua clicked his tongue before turning the camera to Gon, who was laying on his back, one arm resting on the pillow above his head, the other resting on his stomach.
Killua sighed. "You're such a heavy sleeper,"

Killua climbed onto the bed, moving to straddle his mate's hips. Killua moved the camera to record Gon sleeping from his new position.
"Gon," Killua said, leaning forward; he kissed the corner of the alpha's lips. "Wake up,"

Gon twitched a little, letting out a breath as he moved his head, but otherwise didn't react.
"Wake up, sleepy, I have a present for you," Killua spoke more sternly, pressing a firm kiss to Gon's lips.

"Hmn?" Gon hummed, shifting.
Killua sat up right, sighing in frustration. Killua seemed to consider what to do next for a small while, just recording Gon sleep. The omega shifted suddenly.
"Gon," he uttered sternly again, accentuated with a grind of his hips downward.

Gon frowned in his sleep, head turning once more.
"Wake up!" Killua called loudly as he rocked his hips back and forth a few times, his ass clearly rubbing against Gon's manhood as the older awoke suddenly with a moan.

"Killua? What are you doing?" Gon asked in confusion, still half asleep.
"Waking you up, dummy," Killua replied affectionately as he leant forward, pressing his lips against Gon's.
Gon kissed him back, still a little confused, but not one to ever say no to Killua's kisses.

When they parted, Killua pressed his forehead to Gon's, peering lovingly into his eyes. "Happy birthday," he uttered, lips moving against his lover's.
Gon's eyes brightened as he finally woke up fully. "You remembered?" He asked happily.

Killua looked to the side, hesitating a little. "...You could say that,"
Gon chuckled at this, wrapping his arms around his lover. "It doesn't matter, as long as you're here," he expressed lovingly.

Killua blushed lightly at his words, before smiling mischievously. "That doesn't mean I don't have a present for you,"
Gon looked confused for a moment, blinking as Killua leant forward and started kissing him deeply.

As they parted, Killua kissed the corner of his lips, trailing kisses to his ear. The camera recorded Gon's look of surprise as Killua whispered something in his ear.

"Really?" Gon asked once Killua pulled away.
The omega nodded, still smiling mischievously. Gon grinned as he grabbed his mate's hips, and rolled them over.

Killua giggle lightly, recording Gon hovering above him. The two started kissing once more, the camera capturing it slightly crooked. Gon pulled back, gripping Killua's hips, he flipped the omega over gently.

Killua laid on his side, nearly on his stomach, but his baby bump prevented that from happening. The camera was in front of Killua, recording part of his face and the length of his body.

Killua winked at the camera as Gon seemed to be pulling his pants off in the background before the clip ended.
"Oh thank God," someone whispered in the room before the next started.

The camera focused on Gon, hair dishevelled, shirtless and wearing some black sweats, a few hickeys littering his chest and neck. Killua was laying on his side, wearing a dark blue, long sleeved shirt, the sheets covering his lower half, hair also dishevelled as he smiled lazily at the camera.

The sound of rain pelting against the roof of their apartment and every available surface served as background noise. Gon moved the camera to be more level with Killua, and held still. Reaching one hand out, he gently pulled Killua's shirt up.

A few moments after, they could see the pup move around, Killua's skin pulling a little as baby Izuku shifted in his womb. Gon chuckled a little as Killua hummed, pulling his shirt back down.

"Does it hurt when he presses on you like that?" Gon asked as he sat on the bed.
Killua seemed thoughtful as he gently massaged a spot near his ribs. "It's more uncomfortable than painful, like a constant pressure," he explained.

Killua shifted to sit up, pale neck revealed and covered in hickeys, as well as his bond mark, which sat in the spot where his neck and shoulder met on the right. Bakugo started to cackle again, as Izuku groaned in dismay. It was obvious that the two had just had sex, and it was a little awkward to know that.

"That sounds really uncomfortable," Gon spoke sympathetically.
Killua smiled lovingly at him. "It's not so bad," he reassured, as he moved to climb off the bed. "The only annoying thing is the constant need to pee,"

Gon chuckled as the omega moved to the bathroom, also wearing sweatpants, to the teenagers' relief. The clip ended as the bathroom door shut behind the younger.

The next clip had most of them laughing at Killua's expense. The omega had been forced to dress as a baby, candy pacifier hanging around his neck, and an annoyed/dismayed look stuck permanently to his face.

Aunt Mito and Alluka were holding a baby shower for the parents to be, though Killua seemed to be taking the brunt of it all. The two were sitting in front of a group of their friends, presents being handed to them.

They would need to guess what the gift was, and from whom it came. Should they guess wrong, they either had to suck on the candy pacifier, or lick chocolate pudding from a diaper, having to take turns with each penalty.

Not a lot of people had shown up, since they didn't know many women, and even fewer omega, Mito and Alluka decided to just invite all of their friends.

Knov, Kite, Palm, Meleoron, Ikalgo, Melody, Kurapika, Leorio, Knuckle, Shoot, Morel, Bisky, and of course, Mito and Alluka themselves.

Killua seemed happy enough to open the gifts, clearly disliking the penalties, but, he endured it. Killua received a few baby blankets, a lot of diapers and wet wipes, smiled at the baby clothes, holding them to his stomach occasionally, and cooed at the tiny shoes with Mito and Alluka.

After the gifts were opened, a few more pointless games were played, much to the chagrin of almost everyone there, though no one could say no to Mito and Alluka.

Killua snuck away at some point to dress out of the ridiculous baby costume he was wearing, into something more comfortable. Kite was the first to ask if she/he could feel his stomach.

Killua shrugged, and raised his shirt, took one of Kite's hands, and pressed it to his stomach. A few minutes later, Kite smiled down at their hands.
"Doesn't it feel strange?" Knuckle asked curiously as Kurapika pressed one of his hands on Killua's stomach next.

Killua shrugged. "It did at first, but now, I'm mostly used to it," he answered, gesturing Knuckle to come closer.
He hesitated, but did as told, sitting next to the omega on the sofa.

Killua smiled at his nervous behaviour, grabbed his right hand, and placed it on his stomach, holding it there. It wasn't long after when baby Izuku kicked against Knuckle's hand.

The man jumped a little in surprise, staring in awe. He kept his hand there for a while, just feeling, until he suddenly started crying, saying how beautiful it all was.

After that, everyone wanted to feel, and Killua just relaxed into the couch as his friends fought over whom got kicked by his pup next. After a long time, everyone left, and the clip ended with both Gon and Killua collapsing into bed.

"It's one am, and your mom can't sleep," Gon started in the next video, laughing lightly at a dishevelled Killua, who was pouting at him.
"Don't laugh at me, Gon, I'm tired, and uncomfortable. I just want to sleep," Killua whined.

Gon chuckled again, and was assaulted by a pillow, before the omega stopped and whined pathetically, sounding distressed. Gon started to rumble deep in his chest as he settled against propped up pillows.

"C'mere." He gestured his omega to him.
Killua somehow managed to make crawling on a bed look graceful as he settled into his alpha's arms, between his legs. Killua's side resting against Gon's stomach, the omega pressed his ear to the other's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat and breathing in his comforting scent.

Gon started to gently massage Killua's lower back, causing the omega to start purring.
"Better?" He asked softly as he pressed a gentle kiss on the top of his mate's head.
"Hmm," Killua hummed as he started to fall asleep, the clip ended.

The next clip had them all laughing at Gon's expense, though the alphas could feel sympathy for him. Killua had practically begged Gon to go out and buy something chocolatey for him, as he felt himself craving something sweet.

Gon, ever the idiot, had tried to convince him that it was not needed.
"Gon, I swear, if you don't get me something chocolatey right now, I will rip your balls off," Killua snapped, blue eyes angry as his hair seemed to stand on end.

The camera was suddenly dropped, toppling and bouncing around a little before it stilled as the front door slammed shut in Gon's haste. It filmed Killua as he casually sat and read a book, absently rubbing at his belly.

When Gon returned, he was greeted by a very affectionate omega, who purred as he snuggled up to his slightly nervous alpha, enjoying his wide variety of chocolatey treats his perfect mate had brought for him. The clip ended when Gon finally relaxed, rumbling along with his mate's purring as he was fed chocolate.

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The next clip started with Gon in the bathroom, scattering rose petals into the bathtub that was full of steaming warm water. He briefly stuck his fingers into the water to ensure that it wasn't too hot; shaking his hand.

He walked out of the bathroom, out of their room, into the hall, and into another room; the baby room.
"Killua?" Gon called as he entered.
"Hm?" Killua hummed in acknowledgement as he folded the last of the baby clothes, opened a drawer, and placed them inside.

"I have a surprise for you," Gon spoke, the smile evident in his voice.
Killua turned to him with an eyebrow raised, one hand lightly pressing against his lower back as he was clearly experiencing back pain.

"What is it?" Killua asked curiously as he walked to Gon.
"Just come with me," Gon stated, taking Killua's free hand, and leading him out of the room. "Close your eyes,"
Killua did as told, trusting Gon to lead him safely.

Once they entered the bathroom, Killua opened his eyes, his heightened sense of smell easily picking up the lovely scent of flowers. His eyebrows rose at the scene of the rose petals in the tub, plenty of candles lit around the room.

"Wha-?" He was cut off as Gon placed a loving kiss on his lips.
"Happy birthday, Killua," Gon mumbled against his lips.
Killua smiled brightly at Gon as he pulled away.

"Thank you, Gon," he said sincerely.
Gon moved to place the camera in a spot where they could easily see the two. Gon obscured the sight of his lover undressing, helping him into the tub, and sat on the floor next to Killua.

Killua hummed as he relaxed, starting to purr. Gon fed him chocolate and fruit, things he always craved, and talked to Killua about random things. The omega seemed to be enjoying this greatly, as he never once stopped purring.

Gon even gave Killua a nice back massage, which the other had enjoyed immensely. Eventually, Gon helped Killua out of the tub, once more obscuring the sight of his naked lover.

Killua dressed in a hoodie that was clearly Gon's, and some sweatpants.
As he was moving to put the hoodie on, he caught sight of himself in the mirror, and noticed something.
"I have stretch marks," he stated bluntly.

Gon looked at him, eyes roaming over his torso. "Really? I don't see any," he answered, unsure.
Killua turned to him, and pointed to the side of his lower stomach. Gon squinted and moved closer, making a small humming noise once he spotted what his lover was talking about.

"They blend in with your skin tone so much, I almost couldn't see them," he stated as he gently touched the marks.
"Does it bother you?" Killua asked, self consciously.
"Of course not," Gon answered, smiling up at Killua. "Killua is still Killua, and Killua is always beautiful," he stated.

Killua blushed bright red at that, laughing lightly; he cupped Gon's cheeks with both his hands and kissed him. Gon moved to stand upright, and pulled the hoodie down the rest of the way, never once breaking the kiss. The clip ended with Gon recording Killua as he fell asleep, tucked into bed and looking extremely comfortable.

The next clip started strangely and differently than the others had. The room was dark, illuminated by the moonlight, streetlights and the hall light. Someone was filming Gon and Killua as they slept.

The two were spooning, Gon the big spoon and Killua the little one. Gon had an arm across Killua's waist, hand resting on his stomach. His other arm was beneath his head. Killua was sleeping with both his hands tucked to his chest and under his chin.

Someone chuckled quietly in the clip, but it was apparently loud enough for Gon to awaken. His eyes snapped open, a fierce snarl leaving his lips as he laid eyes on whomever had invaded their home.

Gon was up and over Killua so fast, they nearly couldn't see it. Killua was woken by his alpha's snarl, and was now sitting behind his lover, partially hiding as he wrapped his arms protectively around himself.

"Hisoka!" Killua hissed. "What are you doing here?"
"I heard some interesting rumours and wanted to see for myself whether they were true or not, and it seems they are." Amusement clear in the tone of a smooth male voice.
"Get out." Gon growled, keeping his body protectively in front of his pregnant mate.
"My, my," Hisoka hummed, amused.
"Gon," Killua voiced comfortingly as he fisted the hem of Gon's sleep shirt.

"Well now, this even further proves it, you're pregnant, aren't you, Killua?" The way he said it, made it almost sound like a threat, though it was quite clear he couldn't see the omega's pregnancy as Killua was hiding behind Gon.

The alpha snarled at the man, who was still holding the camera.
"It's true," Killua stated, tugging at Gon's shirt.
"I never would have thought it possible for you to bear children," Hisoka mentioned, sounding thoughtful.

This comment seemed to set Gon off, for some reason; as he gave one last warning growl before he pounced the man. The camera fell, and was kicked in the ensuing struggle, able to perfectly capture Killua's look of utter shock.

"Gon!" Killua shouted as he managed to gracefully climb out of bed, despite the sheets having been tangled in his legs. "Stop, please!" He pleaded as he sped passed the camera and to the two struggling men.

For a few minutes, there were only sounds of a struggle and a few things breaking, and Killua shouting at the two to stop, which seemingly went ignored.
"I SAID STOP!!" Killua shouted, his voice stopping the two fighting males and ringing in the room.

The camera was eventually picked up by Gon, who followed Killua into the living room, someone following behind him. Killua seemed very distressed as he paced up and down, whining occasionally.

Gon placed the camera somewhere so he could comfort his mate. They got their first glance at this Hisoka person, who oddly looked like a clown. Gon was hugging Killua, finally managing to calm both himself and his mate down.

The two pulled apart to face the intruder, clearly not happy with having him there.
"Why are you here?" Killua asked tiredly.
"I told you why," Hisoka answered.

Killua scowled, moving and nearly getting in Hisoka's face. "Listen, you-" he cut himself off suddenly, bending over slightly as he pressed a hand to his lower stomach, body slightly tense.

He was still for a few seconds, and Hisoka raised a brow at this. After a moment, Killua relaxed and stood straight, seemingly brushing off his brief pain. "You can't just break into someone's house and expect them to welcome you with open arms," he continued his lecture.

Hisoka smirked, a deep chuckle passing his throat. They spent a good while arguing with Hisoka to try and get him out of their home. Hisoka had seemingly made himself comfortable on the sofa. Killua would occasionally still, body progressively getting more tense, which would only last a few seconds before he relaxed again.

The clip had obviously been edited, as it would constantly cut abruptly and start again in the middle of something they hadn't seen before. The two mates seemed increasingly distressed and annoyed with their unwanted visitor.

After what they suspect were maybe three or four hours, the clip cut and started again with Killua standing in front of Hisoka, seemingly trying to negotiate the other into leaving.

He cut himself off mid sentence with a pained groan, alarming the two men in the room, as well as Izuku and his friends. Killua doubled over, as his groan gained volume and ended in a whine.

"Killua?" Gon was by his side in a matter of seconds, gently touching his mate's back.
Killua was quiet for a moment, breathing deeply as he touched his belly. "Gon," his voice cut through the thick silence. "Call aunt Mito, and tell her to come here, I-I think I'm going into labour,"

Gon's face contorted with shock before he nodded, gently squeezing Killua's bicep before he moved away and down the hall. Killua stood upright and moved to sit on the sofa, a relatively large space between himself and Hisoka.

Said magician was openly observing the omega, a strange look on his face, the corners of his lips upturned in a shuddering smile.
"She said she's on her way," Gon stated as he entered the room again, moving to sit himself between Hisoka and his pregnant mate.

Gon gently took Killua's hand, rubbing his thumb over pale knuckles as he stared apprehensively at their joint hands. Every ten minutes or so, Killua's grip on Gon's hand would tighten a little, gritting his teeth as another contraction had his body tensing.

There was a knock on the door about twenty minutes later, and Mito entered without waiting for someone to open for her, Alluka right behind her. She smiled at the omega, barely sparing Hisoka a glance.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" She asked gently as she sat on Killua's free side, gently rubbing his arm.
" 'M fine," he answered, rubbing his belly. "Just a little nauseas, my back is killing me, though,"

Mito nodded at the information, soft smile still gracing her features. "That's normal, don't worry. How far apart are your contractions?" She asked.
Killua looked thoughtful for a moment.

"Eight minutes, thirty five seconds," Hisoka answered.
The other four in the room gave him strange looks, with Hisoka feigning innocence.
"What? It's not often one gets to see a Zoldyck in pain," he mentioned.

Gon narrowed his eyes at the man, though his eyes snapped back to his mate as Killua gripped his hand, a small sound of pain passing his lips.
Mito muttered comforting words to the omega, squeezing his bicep once the contraction passed.

They were lucky that Mito had decided to come to stay in Yorknew the closer Killua got to his due date, it would seem. Mito stood and walked to their room, returning a few minutes later. "It's important to stay busy at this stage, so it's a good idea for you take a nice, warm bath," she stated at she gestured for Killua to follow her.

Gon followed after, and they were missing for quite a while, as the clip cut again. When it started once more, the living room was packed with their friends. When Killua emerged from the room, he looked utterly shocked.

"Sorry, brother, but I just had to tell your friends," Alluka, who was holding the camera, said, sounding quite guilty.
"...It's fine," Killua uttered as Gon walked in behind him, seeming just as shocked as Killua.

"Killua! Are you doing okay?" Leorio asked as he approached the two.
Killua nodded, absent minded. "Yeah, I'm okay,"
Everyone in the room said their good luck one by one, until they were interrupted by another contraction.

This one had Killua grabbing onto whatever he could that was closest, which was Morel's wrist, crying out in pain as he squeezed the man's wrist tightly. The room was quiet, until Killua stopped, breathing deeply and heavily; he stood upright.

"Sorry," Killua apologized sincerely.
Morel smiled gently at the younger. "It's fine, the midwife is here, waiting for you in the babies room," he informed.

Killua glanced at the door, and nodded. "Thanks," he said as he moved to the room, Gon already waiting for him there.
"I can't believe everyone showed up," he muttered as he helped Killua sit on the medical bed in the room.

Killua chuckled lightly, nodding as the midwife approached them, asking Killua a few questions. Leorio had made arrangements for them to rent the medical bed from the local hospital, since most omega, especially males, preferred to give birth at home.

Killua told the midwife he had been experiencing contractions for nearly eight hours now, explaining that they first started whilst he had been asleep, but didn't think much of it since he could tolerate it enough to sleep through them, what with how big a time gap there had been between them.

The midwife nodded approvingly, and told him he should try to move around as much as he could, as they had to wait for the contractions to get closer together. Killua nodded, stood up, and decided he was going to talk with their friends whilst they waited.

The omega walked all around the room as he conversed with his friends, for nearly an hour they waited as his contractions grew closer together. Once they were less than five minutes apart, the midwife instructed him to go to bed.

Their friends shouted their good luck after him as he left. The clip cut and started again with Killua laying on the bed, legs bent at the knees, socked feet digging into the mattress of the bed. Gon was to his right, holding his mate's hand, standing with his back to the door, a sign of protectiveness.

Killua was gripping his hand extremely tightly as he cried out in pain, face contorted as he experienced another contraction. After it passed, Killua rested his head against the pillows behind him, sweat already starting to form on his brow.

Mito appeared at his side, offering a glass of water. Killua shifted around the bed, drinking the water as he would occasionally shift and adjust his position on the bed. He seemed a little restless, but otherwise alright, until another contraction hit.

He gripped both of Gon's arms, head pressed into his lover's abdomen, a pained moan leaving his throat. Gon rubbed his back, whispering comforting and encouraging words into his ear.

Killua wrapped his arms around Gon's waist, hugging him as he waited for the next round of hurt. Gon hugged his lover back, pressing a loving kiss to the top of his head.
"You're doing great, Killua," he muttered into slightly damp, silvery white hair.

Killua hummed, purring as Gon raked his fingers through Killua's hair. Alluka was still recording, offering her own encouraging words as her brother was hit by contractions.

The clip cut once more, and started with Killua on the bed again, though this time, his sounds of pain were much louder and longer.
"Alright, Killua, it's about time, you'll start to feel the urge to push soon," the midwife stated as she got the last of her things ready.

Killua was taking deep breaths, visibly trembling.
"Why are you here?" Mito asked, looking to the corner of the room, where Hisoka was leaning against the wall.

He merely smiled strangely at her, not deeming her worthy of an answer it would seem.
"Now really isn't the time for you to be a pervert, Hisoka." Gon growled.
"Ah, but it's so much fun to see a Zoldyck writhing in pain," he stated, chuckling.

A strange, hissing sound came from Killua, his hair standing on end as he sent a terrifying glare at Hisoka. Said magician frowned, back straightening at the look.
"If you're insisting on staying, then get over here and be useful!" Killua hissed.

Reluctantly, Hisoka made his way to Killua. Mito was to Killua's left, by his head, gently patting his hair and occasionally wiping sweat from his forehead, whispering encouragement and comfort to him. Alluka was next to Gon, still recording.

Hisoka came to Killua's left side, next to Mito, expression grim as Killua released the bed he had been gripping with his left hand, took Hisoka's hand, and squeezed as another contraction hit.

The sound he made bordered on a scream, and both Gon and Hisoka grimaced at the bone shattering grip on their hands. The contraction lasted a full minute, and by the end, Killua whined in his throat, seeking comfort from his mate.

Gon smiled, and placed a gentle kiss to his labouring mate's forehead. Izuku and his friends sat tensely as they watched Killua endure the contractions, nearly breaking both Gon and Hisoka's hands.

It was hard to watch, but somehow, none of them could bring themselves to look away. Ochaco had sat up by now, a pillow hugged tightly to her chest as she watched. The other's were much the same, bodies tense, eyes curious as they stared at the screen.

The following contraction had Killua tilting his head back, a pained, yet seemingly controlled scream forcing itself out of his throat, teeth gritting as he clenched his eyes shut.

The midwife readied herself, moving to the foot of the bed where Killua's legs were bent at the knees, spread as wide as the medical bed would allow; a sheet had been thrown over his lower body to protect his modesty from everyone else.

Killua was breathing heavily, face pale and sweaty, there seemed to be dark circles forming under his eyes as his energy was forced from his body.
Killua made a strange sound, sounding between a hum and a moan.

"It's time, I-I need to-" he cut off as he yelled out in pain, body tensing considerably, knuckles white from the intense grip he had on Gon and Hisoka.
"I suddenly regret staying," Hisoka noted.

"You're doing great, brother!" Alluka encouraged as Mito wiped sweat from the omega's forehead.
Gon was rumbling in his chest, in an effort to comfort his mate, yet chose not to say anything.

"Alright, here we go, I'm going to need you to start pushing, okay?" The midwife stated, briefly glancing up at Killua, who nodded, visibly gathering himself for what was to come.

When the next contraction came, Killua started pushing, pained noises escaping his lips, Mito and Alluka encouraging him, and Gon telling him what a good job he was doing.

Killua stopped pushing for a few moments in order to breathe and rest, whining softly before the next contraction started. Thighs trembling as he pushed; Alluka moved out of Gon's way as the alpha moved to catch the sheet that slipped from Killua's right thigh.

Gon held the sheet whilst pressing his hand to his mate's thigh as it trembled, simultaneously keeping the sheet in place and providing extra comfort and reassurance as he squeezed Killua's upper thigh; his other hand still holding Killua's.

The omega took another rest, taking deep breaths as Mito instructed.
"You're doing so great, Killua," Gon uttered lovingly, pressing a kiss to his mate's temple.

Killua hummed, appreciating Gon's words and show of affection for a moment before the urge to push took over again. Both Gon and Hisoka grimaced, as Killua yelled once more, their hand grew slightly numb.

"If you keep this up, you'll break our hands," Hisoka stated in a moment of rest.
The glare he received for that comment made him chuckle.
"I don't give a fuck about your hand!" Killua seethed, and Hisoka jolted a little as he was electrocuted.

He chuckled at this, finding amusement in the Zoldyck's response. Killua pushed a few more times, occasionally taking a small break in order to breathe deeply.

At this point, he was receiving words of encouragement from everyone, even Hisoka stated his own; swept up in the moment and hope that his pained hand would be released soon.

"One more big push!" The midwife called.
Killua took a deep breath, clearly exhausted, and pushed as hard as he could. The sound of something snapping, and Hisoka's responding grunt, had the teenagers watching flinch.

Hisoka reached with his free hand to grip Killua's still clenching hand, face contorting in discomfort and pain. A sudden, shrill cry had Killua slumping to the bed, letting go of Hisoka's hand, his grip growing significantly weaker on Gon's.

"Who wants to cut the umbilical cord?" The midwife asked.
Gon smiled as he quickly left Killua's side to do that, while Mito smiled down at the tired omega. Gon moved back to Killua's side, gently taking his hand again.

"A beautiful baby boy," the midwife stated as she took a moment to wipe the baby clean.
Hisoka and Mito moved out of the way, Alluka moving to the side of the bed they had stood so that she can still record and stay out of the new parents' way.

Gon was smiling proudly down at his omega, left hand combing through damp silvery white locks. Killua was struggling to keep his eyes open, wanting to fall asleep, but stayed awake from the desire to hold his new-born baby.

"You did great, Killua, I love you so much," Gon stated proudly as he leaned down to press a kiss to Killua's forehead.
"Mmnn," Killua hummed, tiredly puckering his lips.

Gon chuckled softly as he moved to press a soft kiss to his mate's lips.
“I love you, too,” Killua whispered as he started to purr softly, eyes drooping. Killua's eyes opened quickly, though, as the midwife approached with their baby in her arms, wrapped in a fluffy towel.

Killua sat up a bit eyes bright with a happy smile as he gently took his baby into his arms. Gon placed a steadying hand beneath baby Izuku as Killua trembled a little, the alpha smiled proudly once more, rumbling deep in his chest; Killua started to purr again as baby Izuku moved his arms and legs a little before he settled down.

"He's perfect," Gon whispered and pressed a kiss to Killua's temple as the omega smiled softly down at the baby. The flash of a camera went off, and Gon chuckled softly at this.
"Have you decided on a name?" Mito asked curiously.

Gon and Killua glanced at each other, smiling, Killua nodded.
"His name is Izuku," Killua stated, voice a little hoarse, and sounding tired.
Mito smiled gently at them. "That's perfect,"

Alluka continued to record as Killua held Izuku, gently pressing a kiss to the babies forehead. Gon never once stopped smiling, briefly nuzzling into Killua's hair as the omega leaned his head against his shoulder.

The midwife stood there for a moment, allowing them time to bond with their baby, before she approached and asked if she could quickly look Izuku over, just to make sure everything was fine and to weigh him and clean him completely.

Killua reluctantly handed Izuku over; seeming quite a bit dismal to be parted from his baby after nine months. The midwife then suggested the omega dress into some different clothes if he felt up to it, and moved to the other side of the room.

Gon helped Killua get dressed in different clothes, clearly surprised as the omega stood on his own to put his pants on. Gon stated how amazing Killua was in a moment of awe. Killua blushed a little at this, moving to sit on the bed again, not noticing the clean sheets at first.

Gon moved forward, and hugged his mate, kissing him affectionately. Five minutes later, the midwife came back; and handed Killua his baby once more. The omega cradled the baby, staring down at him and cooing.

"Sit, Gon," he said gently, having obviously noticed how eager the alpha looked.
Gon sat down, grinning, yet seeming a bit nervous as Killua placed baby Izuku in his arms.

Gon stared in awe at the baby, not reacting as Killua leaned his head on his shoulder. Baby Izuku squirmed a bit before settling down.
"A perfect mix between the two of us," Gon stated quietly.

Killua chuckled softly at this, nodding his head against his shoulder. The two didn't notice Alluka's absence, as she had placed the camera down to record, and left the room to give them their privacy.

They stayed like that for a while, Killua seemingly having drifted off to sleep, when his eyes suddenly snapped open.
"We should let the other's see him," he stated, sitting up slowly.

Gon stared blankly at Killua for a moment before his eyes widened in realization. "How long has everyone been waiting?"
Killua shrugged as he stood, stretching a little.

Gon stood, and gently placed Izuku back in Killua's arms, he picked up the camera in order to record everyone's reaction. The apartment was quiet, though the sound of quiet murmuring reached them as they walked down the hall.

"Killua?" Kurapika asked in surprise once they entered the room.
Everyone carefully crowded around them, hoping not to overwhelm them and the new addition.
"He's beautiful," Knuckle muttered quietly as they all peered down at the baby.

Killua laughed lightly, moving to sit on the sofa instead. They spent a while chatting, and cooing at the baby, but eventually, their friends had to leave in order to give the new parents their privacy and bonding time, promising to come visit again soon.

Killua handed Izuku to Gon, and promptly fell asleep on the sofa.
"I'm surprised he didn't pass out sooner," Mito commented as she gently placed a blanket around the younger.

"Killua's a lot tougher than he looks," Gon stated proudly, gently cradling Izuku to his chest.
Mito smiled at him, a look of love in her eyes as she watched him fondly.

"I honestly never would have imagined that you'd have children of your own," she spoke as she moved to sit next to Gon.
Gon glanced up at her, smiling sheepishly. "I guess I didn't either. I never really thought of the future, and just lived in the present,"

"Then I met Killua, and at first, nothing really changed, with the exception that there was someone who wanted to stay by my side, despite my recklessness; someone who cleaned up the messes I made, even though I never asked or thanked him for it,"

"I guess, the time I spent with Ging after that incident." Gon spat the last two words with venom, pausing briefly to calm himself down, even as Mito stared at him in confusion. "I realized how much I needed Killua, how much I took him for granted, and hurt him; how much he gave to me,"

Gon seemed bitter and resentful, but it was directed at himself. "And then I started to realize that my feelings for him went deeper than that of friendship. Coming to terms and accepting my feeling for Killua, was hard, and confessing was even more so, but it was the right thing to do,"

"Killua makes me a better person, and I started to think of the future, and I realised, after living without him for nearly two years, I never want to be without him again, and I wanted everything he had to offer, and in return, give him everything he wanted. Killua is amazing, and sometimes I think I don't deserve him.” Gon stared at his lover fondly.

Mito stared at Gon for a small while, before smiling almost sadly at him. "I remember clearly, that time nearly five years ago, when you came home. You told me you met Ging, and separated from Killua. You looked so sad then, almost like all the life had been drained from you, you tried to hide it behind bright smiles, but," she paused.

Mito stared at her hands, which were resting in her lap, before looking up at Gon, her eyes watery. "But I could tell something was eating you up inside, and there was nothing I could do for you." Mito's voice broke, thick with tears as she swallowed.

"You were hurting so badly, because of a guilt I couldn't understand. And I couldn't help at all, and I still don't fully understand, why you were feeling so much guilt, why you and Killua separated." Tears were falling down her cheeks, and she briefly glanced away to wipe at her cheeks, but it was futile.

Gon had tears rolling down his cheeks, too, and he was visibly trembling, even as he held Izuku. It was a wonder the baby didn't wake up from the movement or the heavy emotion in the air.

"I-" Gon's voice broke, he swallowed thickly, licking his lips. "I hurt him so much, Aunt Mito, I don't even know why he came back to me. I didn't even apologize properly, and he still forgave me, I don't-" Gon cut himself off, trying to calm down a little.

It was clear that whatever he was talking about, had been bothering him for the longest time.
"I don't deserve him, his love, or his loyalty," Gon finished, visibly trying not to start sobbing.

Mito smiled sadly through her tears, and moved to wrap her arms around Gon in a comforting hug. "Of course you do, Gon. You know Killua better than anyone, and you should know that he forgives you, no matter what you do, he always will. He probably has a long time ago,"

"He loves you for who you are, no matter your flaws, he loves you and he forgives you. He even gave you this precious gift." She gently touched Izuku's head, still hugging Gon. "Learn from your mistakes, and make sure you never hurt him again,"

Gon nodded, eyes clenched shut as he sobbed quietly. The moment was very emotional, and heart-warming, and had Kirishima practically sobbing into a pillow.
"This is so sad, what the fuck?" Denki choked out as he wiped tears away.

In the blink of an eye, Killua was standing in front of the two, clearly worried.
"Are you two okay?" He asked, voice cutting through the moment.

Gon jumped, a strangled sound leaving his throat as Aunt Mito jerked back in shock, placing a hand on her chest, over her heart.
"Killua!" Gon said loudly, by some luck, Izuku still hadn't woken up.

Killua frowned in worry as he took in their tear stained cheeks. "Why are you crying, did something happen?" He asked urgently.
Gon blinked, then chuckled as he moved to cradle Izuku with one arm, his free hand moving to wipe his tears away.

"It's nothing to worry about, Killua," he assured, despite his voice sounding hoarse.
Killua opened his mouth, clearly still worried, but was cut off.
"Besides, you should be resting, you know. You did just give birth not even three hours ago," Mito scolded.

Killua blinked at them, staring at them suspiciously, before smiling.
"Okay," he replied, moved forward, and pulled them into a hug, purring gently to comfort them.

Killua pulled back, smiled once more, and moved to settle back on the sofa, briefly glancing over at Alluka who had fallen asleep on the other sofa. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep again. Aunt Mito then asked if she could hold Izuku, to which Gon agreed, and the clip ended with her holding baby Izuku, and smiling.

Bakugo paused the video for a moment, blinking a few times, allowing his friends to compose themselves, as they had lost themselves in the emotional moment. Ochaco, Denki and Eijirou had started to cry, Izuku seemed on the verge of tears, hell, even Shoto and Hitoshi had been hit by the moment.

The last clip had been far too tense, what with the birth, the clear agony it had been to bring Izuku into this world, the love and support from their friends, and that emotional moment between Mito and Gon, and Killua's resulting comfort, despite having been awake for most of the conversation.

Once they had all been able to compose themselves, Katsuki asked if Izuku was okay. Izuku took a moment, before replying that he was, and that Bakugo could continue the video.

The next clip started, and Gon focused the camera on Killua, who was sitting on the bed, cradling Izuku as he fed him. The two occasionally talked during the clip, not anything very interesting, as Killua gently moved Izuku to lay against his chest and started to rub and gently pat his back.

After a few moments, baby Izuku let out a small burp, and Killua gently lowered him back into his arms to cradle him again. The next clip was of Gon trying-and failing-to change Izuku's diaper.

The entirety of the alpha's failure had Killua laughing so hard, the camera wobbled around, and had the teenagers watching laugh along with him. Eventually, Killua stopped making fun of the alpha and took over.

Gon briefly recorded himself pouting, before pointing the camera back at Killua, whom quickly and gracefully changed the baby, all the while chuckling, occasionally he would glance over, and snort violently, laughing all over again, which resulted in the changing taking much longer than necessary.

The following few clips were much the same. Just short videos of random things, like Killua gently rocking Izuku to sleep while humming a song, or how they bathed him, feeding him, dressing him, and how Gon finally managed to change Izuku's diaper successfully.

It was almost weird, seeing them be so loving and gentle, like most other families, yet there had been some sort of reason serious enough for them to have to give it all up.

Honestly, none of them understood why, as the two seemed completely natural in taking care of Izuku. They seemed so happy, and yet, something happened, and they wanted to know what.

There was one clip where Gon had put Izuku down for a nap, when he went to sit next to Killua.
"He's asleep," Gon stated, yawning a bit.

Killua looked at him. "What should we do now?" He asked curiously.
Gon turned to Killua, a mischievous smile on his lips. "There's only one thing left to do,"
The two stared at each other for a moment, before a sneaky grin slid onto Killua's lips.

For a second, the teenagers feared they were about to see the beginning of another intimate moment, or something cliché like them napping as well. The clip cut and started again.
"Work out!" Gon announced as the two were doing sit ups, Killua started to laugh again and the clip cut.

Kirishima and Ochaco laughed at the video, Denki commenting that it resembled a vine, and started to laugh, too. The remainder of the video consisted of them documenting Izuku's growth, and when their friends came to hold baby Izuku.

Once he started smiling and laughing, a lot of the videos were of them making him laugh and smile. His first word was recorded, which was "mama," and when he started crawling, walking and running.

All the clips that there were with them and Izuku, only served to make them more curious as to why they gave it all up. But, there seemed to be no real way of knowing why, as the video came closer to the ending, few of their questions had been answered.

The last clip focused on Killua as he was hugging Izuku who had fallen asleep on his lap, an incredibly sad look on his face, as he gently rubbed the child's back, seemingly close to tears.

Gon reached out, and gently caressed his mate's cheek, wiping away a stray tear. "It'll be okay," he uttered quietly as more tears fell down Killua's rosy cheeks, painted so because of the force of holding back the tears in vain. "I love you," Gon whispered, voice sounding choked, before the screen turned black.

The teenagers all blinked at the screen, slightly confused. Izuku felt his heart sink at the realisation that the video ended, and answered none of his questions. Izuku closed his eyes, trying to fight the feelings of disappointment, heartache and the urge to cry.

"Izuku." Killua's voice suddenly filled the silence as his face popped up on the screen again. The teenagers all focused on the video in interest and curiosity. Gon moved to sit next to his lover on the floor, back leaning against the sofa.

Killua smiled softly into the camera, eyes glimmering in the light of the sun. "You probably have a lot of questions, and I have little doubt that this video didn't answer any of them, but, we wanted to show you how you grew, even if I never got to see your reaction." His smile took on a mischievous glint.

His brow suddenly furrowed, a serious look on his face. "I'm sure by now, if you're watching this video, Inko told you everything she knew, and that we had to leave you with her in order to take care of something from our past,"

"I am hopeful that it won't take so long that Inko has to give you the wooden box, but by the sound of it, it's going to take a few years at least," Killua told them, or rather, Izuku.

"We don't really want to tell you the reason why we had to leave you behind on a video, but what we can tell you, is that it has something to do with the chimera ants. You might've heard us talking about them before," Gon spoke, a bitter look on his face.

"The fact is that the chimera ants were the cause of a lot of deaths, as well as me hurting Killua and our resulting separation and a few other things. But, like I said, we don't want to tell you the entire reason why on video,"

"So, if you don't hate us completely, if you want to know the reason, and aren't completely against seeing us now, then, you'll notice there is a credit card in the wooden box," Gon mentioned, a grin stretching on his lips.

"There is enough money on this card for you, and a few friends, to come and find us," Killua stated, a small smile on his lips. "Should you not want anything to do with us, we understand, and you are free to use the money however you want,"

An invisible lightbulb seem to light up on top of Gon's head. "I know! He should become a hunter, too!" He said cheerily.
"Idiot!!" Killua yelled as he smashed his fist into the alpha's head.

"Oww," Gon whined as he touched the tender spot.
"We aren't sending him on some wild goose chase like your dad did!" Killua scolded.
"But why? It was fun, wasn't it? And it's because of his wild goose chase that we met," Gon replied, smiling at his lover.

"No, Gon. We are going to at least tell him where he can find some clues about where we are, and preferably nothing as difficult, vague and expensive as your dad did," Killua stated with finality.

Gon whined a bit again, before he dropped it and grinned at the camera once more. "You'll find your first clue on Whale Island, at Aunt Mito's house on the hill!" He explained cheerily.
Killua smiled fondly at Gon as he talked, before turning back to the camera. "I'm sure Inko will tell you where it is and how to get there,"

"If you do decide you want to go on this journey, make sure you stay safe and take care of yourself, and don't give up. It's not going to be easy, and I really wish we didn't have to give you this option, or give any of this up, but we can't leave this be. We'll explain everything once you find us, only then will you understand fully, if you do decide you want to come,"

"But until then," Killua paused, tears in his beautiful blue eyes, he smiled softly and lovingly, as if he were looking directly at Izuku as he spoke. "We love you,"

Chapter Text

It was raining, large drops of water falling and hitting any available surface, pelting against his cold skin; it stung. Izuku had stared at the black screen of the tv after his parents had told him he had the option of coming to find them, thoughts swirling.

The room had been quiet as his friends stared at him with bated breath and expectant looks, when he had stood quickly, barely managing to grab his phone before he bolted.

He ignored the calls of his friends, even as Katsuki chased after him, telling him to just stop and think for a moment. Izuku ignored him, ignored the front door opening before he reached it, and Mitsuki's shout of surprise as he pushed passed her and Katsuki's father.

He didn't even notice it raining at first, just continued to run blindly as confusing thoughts swirled through his mind. Moments of the video flashing in his mind as he went, and eventually slowed to a stop in the middle of an abandoned park.

Izuku stared at the muddy grass beneath his shoes, and after a while, he moved to slump onto a swing, hands moving to grip the chains weakly, and stared at his lap and the water droplets falling onto his thighs.

Izuku, for the first time, felt completely lost. For the first time, he didn't know what to do. Even when he was told that he would not develop a quirk, Izuku stayed strong and determined to become a hero, after all, he could become the first quirk less hero.

But now, now he just didn't know. He wanted to just drop everything to go and find his parents, but who knew how long that would take? Days, weeks, years, even? The uncertainty of the time he would be away gave him pause.

What about his hero career? Could he afford to leave for say, a year, should it take so long? Of course, there were many other hero's who took breaks for a few weeks, even months, but could he afford to prolong his debut for a year, or maybe even two?

And what about his mom, what would she say, feel, think? Would she be heartbroken and cry that he wants to find his birth parents? Or would she instead support him and send him on his way?

There was just so much uncertainty, yet excitement. The thought of the journey he could go on now, the new people he'd meet, he was so excited. But still, the fact that he didn't know where he was going, and for how long, completely overshadowed what little excitement he felt.

His cheeks felt warm and his eyes stung, his body trembling with suppressed emotion, and suddenly, Izuku gripped the chains tightly, tilted his head forward, shoulders shaking as he started to sob.

He was unsure of how long he sat there and just cried, the sound of rain and the occasional thunder drowning out the sound of his sorrows as he wept.

Boots squelching in the mud and wet grass drew his attention, and he slowly raised his head, noticing for the first time that the rain had slowed to a gentle drizzle, and a few feet away, stood none other than Izuku's favourite hero, a black umbrella clutched in his right hand as he gazed down at his successor.

The two made eye contact, and held it for a few seconds.
"All Might," Izuku murmured softly, surprised to see the retired hero standing before him.
"Young Midoriya, what are you doing out in the rain? You'll catch a cold," the man asked softly, tone fond.

Izuku opened his mouth to answer, before closing it once more, and slowly lowering his head, eyes staring at something on the ground.
"I don't know," Izuku uttered, voice quiet, though he sounded lost.

Toshinori stared at his predecessor, feeling a deep sadness in his chest at the sight of the young man, head bowed; hands gripping the chains of the swing so tight, his scarred knuckles had turned white.

His clothes stuck to his body like a second skin, black-green hair wet and sticking to his face, though it was starting to dry some, it was now even wilder than usual, and darker in colour.

The teen sounded as though he were on the verge of giving up, sort of like how he sounded back in the day; when they first met, and Izuku had asked him if he could be a hero, even without a quirk.

It was heart-wrenching, to see someone usually so bright, happy and optimistic, break down and seemingly lose all hope. Toshinori didn't like it, and so he walked closer, close enough so that Izuku was partially beneath his umbrella.

"Young Bakugo called and asked me to come find you and talk to you. He was very vague, but he said you received some world changing news and that you didn't know what to do with it. He wanted to come talk with you himself, but he said he thinks he'll only make it worse," the retired hero explained his reasons, still gazing down at the young man.

Izuku nodded softly, slowly, barely even moving at all. Toshinori was quiet for a while, just observing the younger and wondering what the news had been; Katsuki never told him. It warmed his heart, seeing how close the two seemed to have gotten over the years, especially when remembering how they were at the start.

"Do you want to tell me?" He asked softly.
Izuku paused for a moment, considering. Did he want to burden the retired hero with this? He felt the need to talk to someone about this, express his worries, someone who didn't personally know his parents, or saw the video; a third party.

Izuku slowly nodded once more, wetting his lips nervously, looking up to meet the older man's eyes, and only saw support and encouragement. So slowly, Izuku started from the beginning, what his mom told him, about the video, and what his parents told him and wanted him to do.

"I just don't know what to do," Izuku finished after expressing his worries, eyes trailing to his lap, where his hands were clasped, lightly trembling from the cold.
Toshinori was quiet for a small while, quite a bit shocked at the news.

"Do you want to go find them?" He asked quietly after a while.
Izuku looked up again, hesitating. "I do, but I also don't," he answered truthfully.
Toshinori nodded, understanding. "Because you're afraid of what you'll find, right?"

Izuku's eyes turned glassy with tears once more. It had stopped raining a while ago, yet it was still quite a bit cold.
"Are you afraid that you'll be disappointed upon meeting them, or are you afraid that they'll be disappointed in you? That you somehow aren't what they had envisioned you to be,"

"Are you afraid of what will happen afterwards, will you have to separate from them again, or from Inko? Are you afraid that by some twist of fate, that they're already dead, and you'll go on this adventure, only to find out that they are long gone and come back unfulfilled?" Toshinori questioned.

Izuku's lips parted as All Might revealed more worries that he didn't even realise he had, and nodded slowly.
Toshinori sighed softly through his nose. "I think you should go find them," he stated.

Izuku looked at him with shock. "B-but what about-?" He attempted to come up with a reason strong enough.
"Your hero career can wait, it'll be here when you get back," Toshinori interrupted, tilting his head back to gaze up at the sky, umbrella still gripped in his hand and tilted far back.

"Truth is, from the beginning, I felt as though something was off. Your scent just wasn't quite right. Most teenagers had their own scent mixed in with their parents', but with you, it was different. I could tell you didn't have a very deep bond with your mother like other kids your age,"

"If you don't go now, and find your real parents, you won't be able to focus on your hero career entirely. You won't be able to evolve as a person, and you'll most certainly regret it. Even if you don't find them, the journey will be more than worthwhile,"

"It's often the people we meet that help shape us into who we are, and who knows, you might meet someone who inspires you to be a different person, and perhaps even a different hero." Toshinori looked back at Izuku and into his eyes.

"This could potentially be a large stepping stone for you, to becoming the number one hero," he voiced.
Izuku stared at him, eyes wide and unsure.

"You can start on your hero career once you get back, and then you'll be able to focus on it wholeheartedly," Toshinori stated, soothing the boy, and ridding any residual doubt.

"I-" Izuku cut himself off.
He wanted to go, he wanted to find them, and All Might was right, his hero career could wait. His mom would probably understand, it was only he, himself trying to hold him back; by making up excuses, he was trying to prevent himself from doing what he wanted.

"Thank you, All Might," he said softly, and gazed up into the retired hero's eyes, gratitude filling him; and Toshinori smiled down at him.
"Go, make haste, young Midoriya, your adventure is about to begin," he stated with a grin.
Izuku smiled, eyes glimmering, he nodded. "Right!"

"Deku?" Katsuki's voice reached him as he walked down the street, clothes still damp, hair messy and knotted.
Izuku was gazing at the sidewalk, when he heard the gentle tone of his lover, he looked up. Katsuki was sitting on the porch, seemingly waiting for him.

"Kacchan?" Izuku asked in surprise.
Katsuki's eyes roamed over his body, lids closing as he sighed before standing up. "Come inside, you're filthy,"
Izuku swallowed before following after the blond alpha, eyes trailing back down to the ground as he walked.

Once they reached Katsuki's room, the blond rummaged around in his closet and pulled out a pair of pants and a shirt, throwing them at Izuku, who managed to catch them before they hit his face.

"Go take a shower," Katsuki ordered as he moved to flop down on his now empty bed.
Izuku briefly wondered where their other friends went, but decided he'd ask Katsuki after he took a shower. "Thanks," he mumbled and left.

When he re-entered the room, Kacchan was laying on the bed, staring at one of the photo's Izuku's parents had left him, a thoughtful look on his face as he frowned.

"Kacchan?" He asked carefully.
Katsuki stared a moment longer before he sat up, arms moving to his lap, hands still holding the photo.
"Where did the others-?"
"What do you plan on doing, Izuku?" Katsuki cut him off, red eyes lifting to stare up into Izuku's emerald green ones.

Izuku closed his lips, holding Kacchan's gaze for a while, before he lowered his eyes. "I, I'm going to go find them," he stated, though he still sounded a little unsure.

Katsuki stared at Izuku, taking in his appearance, the way he was slouching a little, his head bowed, as if he were ashamed of the fact that he wanted to find his birth parents.

"When?" Katsuki asked, finally breaking the silence that had fallen over them.
Izuku looked up, then, a little confused. "Huh?"
"When are you leaving?" Katsuki clarified.

Understanding flittered across his features then. "I'm not sure, I haven't thought that far ahead yet, but I think, maybe Sunday, at the end of the week," Izuku answered.

Katsuki stared into his eyes once more, then nodded. "Let us know when you decide to leave," Katsuki stated as he stood up, and started to gather all of Izuku's belongings he had left behind in his haste to leave.

"Okay." Izuku nodded, gratefully taking his backpack once Katsuki handed it to him. "Thanks, Kacchan," he thanked softly, sincere.
Katsuki was staring into his eyes again, before looking away to the side, the lightest shade of pink dusting over his cheeks.

"Whatever," he mumbled, trying to sound uncaring, but the worry he felt was clearly heard in his voice. He was worried for Deku's wellbeing, and so were the other's, Shoto and Eijirou especially.

Izuku bit his lower lip, unsure. He could clearly see Katsuki's concern, and wanted to reassure him. Stepping forward, one hand still gripping his backpack, he used his free hand to cup Kacchan's cheek.

The blond alpha turned his head-- slightly taller than Izuku--he gazed into his eyes. Izuku smiled a small, reassuring smile, and leaned forward, pressing a loving kiss to Katsuki's warm lips.

Katsuki allowed his eyelids to fluttered closed, enjoying the tender kiss. Izuku pulled back a little bit, pecked him on the lips again, then the corner of his lips and finally his cheek. Katsuki allowed the affection, an amused breath leaving through his nose as Izuku peppered his face with kisses.

"I'll be okay," Izuku murmured softly against Katsuki's lips, hand moving to Katsuki's nape and playing with the hair there.
Katsuki sighed, briefly shutting his eyes before opening them again. "You worry me," he stated.

Izuku smiled and kissed him again, having dropped his bag by now in favour of wrapping his arms around Kacchan's neck. Katsuki wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling their bodies flush against one another.

The two stood like that for a while, holding one another and kissing, fighting for dominance. Katsuki bit Izuku's lower lip, right hand lowering to grab one of Izuku's ass cheeks; squeezing.

Izuku moaned quietly, one hand tugging hard at Katsuki's hair and swallowing the resulting groan. Katsuki pulled Izuku closer, forcing the shorter to stand on his toes and trust Katsuki to be able to keep them both balanced as he leant his weight against the blond.

Izuku pulled back for air, petting Katsuki's soft hair as the blond kissed his neck, trailed his lips up to his jaw, and then pecked his lips a few more times.
"You should go home, your mom's probably worried," he whispered, briefly hesitating over the word 'mom.'

"Yeah, you're right," Izuku replied, albeit sounding a bit reluctant. "I don't even know what time it is." He laughed quietly, fingers trailing over the back of Katsuki's neck.
" 'S nearly six," Katsuki muttered, gaze lowering to Izuku's lips.
Izuku blinked in surprise, before his expression morphed into mild horror.

"I've been gone for nine hours, she's probably worried sick," Izuku voiced, though it ended in a soft moan as Katsuki kissed his neck again.
Izuku brushed away any thoughts he had about Inko, instead choosing to enjoy the attention Katsuki was giving his neck.

The blond nipped, sucked and bit him hard, then licked over the red mark that formed. Katsuki chose that moment to squeeze Izuku's ass cheek again, grinding their hips together. Izuku moaned louder this time, moving to hide his face in the blond's neck.

Katsuki started to back up, practically dragging Izuku with him; he sat down on the bed with Izuku straddling his lap. Katsuki started to kiss him again, effectively distracting Izuku enough from the troubles that plagued him.

The two eventually ended up laying in bed, kissing messily as they rutted against each other. They couldn't actually progress further into sex, but they could still touch each other, or grind their hips together.

Katsuki was resting his weight on his left arm, hovering slightly over Izuku. Katsuki's right hand gripped the other alpha's hip tightly, guiding their hips together as pleasure shot through their bodies.

They weren't sure how they got there, but Katsuki was just glad Izuku had the presence of mind to close his bedroom door earlier when he finished his shower.

Izuku had his head resting on Katsuki's left arm, hands gripping his hips tightly, knowing there would be bruises there for the next few days. They were laying on the edge of the bed, closest to the wall, where both Eijirou and Shoto's scents lingered, only adding fuel to their desire.

Izuku grunted, raising his head off of Katsuki's arm--still kissing him--and gripped his hips tighter as he started to pull the blond, moving his right leg to wrap around Katsuki's waist. He pulled the blond onto his knees, their hips slotting together more intimately.

Katsuki groaned into the kiss, hips thrusting forward. Izuku broke the kiss as he threw his head back, eyes closed and lips parted as he panted, moaning softly as Katsuki continued to thrust against him.

"Kacchan," he moaned, trying not to be too loud, lest they want Mitsuki to barge in on them.
Katsuki leant forward, biting into Izuku's neck as he sped up, their clothed cocks rubbing so sweetly together.

"I." Katsuki panted hotly against Izuku's neck. "I'm close,"
Izuku moaned again, grip tightening on Katsuki's hips as he guiding him forward, harder, faster. One hand left caramel coloured skin to tug on blond hair, biting his swollen lower lip at Katsuki's resulting moan.

Izuku spread his legs, muscles burning as he bucked his hips up into Katsuki, causing more friction. He was close, oh so close. Katsuki moved to kiss him again, left hand moving to tug at the sheets on his bed, causing the scent of both Eijirou and Shoto to suddenly surround them.

The two broke the kiss simultaneously to groan at the scents of their other lovers, backs arching as they finished nearly in sync. Katsuki lowered himself onto Izuku, both panting as they came down from their high.

Izuku moved, rolling them both onto their sides as he kissed Kacchan again, left hand combing through blond hair. Katsuki held him close, breathing in his scent.

It was a small while later that they eventually got up, both grimacing at the wet patches in their pants; they changed pants, kissing one last time before Izuku left with a wave goodbye.

Izuku was out of breath when he made it back home, quickly opening the door, he called out: "Mom, I'm home! Sorry I was gone for so long,"
"Oh, Izuku! Welcome back," his mother greeted as she walked out of the kitchen, and gave him a curious look, before shaking her head. "Dinner’s almost ready; would you come set the table after you put your things away?" She asked as she turned back into the kitchen.

Izuku nodded. “Okay, I'll be right there," he called.
He was quick to take his backpack to his room, taking his dirty clothes and placing them in the hamper, he left to go join his mom, peacefully moving about the kitchen as he set the table.

The two sat at the table, giving thanks for the food before they started eating. It was mostly quiet as they ate, but not necessarily uncomfortable.
Inko lowered her hands holding a bowl and chopsticks, gazing across the table at Izuku.

"Have you decided what you want to do?" She asked, breaking the silence.
Izuku froze, lowering his own bowl to the table, he frowned. He didn't want to upset her, but he also couldn't stay quiet for long, if he really did decide on leaving Sunday, then he had less than a week to make all the necessary arrangements.

Not to mention, he didn't know where Whale Island was, nor how to get there; and that was the first place he'd need to go, as stated by his parents in the video, he'd find his first clue there.

"I." He hesitated, and she smiled knowingly at him. "I want to go find them," he admitted quietly.
Inko stared at him, small smile tugging at her lips. She had expected this; and to her surprise, she wasn't even a little upset. Mostly she was just worried for his safety, and curious where he intended to go, where to find them.

"Okay," she answered, still smiling.
Izuku looked at her in surprise. "You're not upset?“ He asked.
Inko shook her head. "I knew from the moment I saw you this morning; that you'd want to go and find them. I'm not upset, I'm happy for you, Izuku. If you need any help, don't hesitate to ask, okay?"

There were tears in Izuku's eyes. He sniffed and wiped at the tears, before looking up and giving his mom a wobbly smile.
"I'm so grateful to you, mom. For being so understanding and supportive," he spoke, voice breaking a little.

Inko smiled and stood, opening her arms, inviting Izuku in for a hug. The teen stood, wiping at his face again before he hugged her, pressing his face into her shoulder.

"Where are you going to start? Do you have any clues?" Inko asked as they sat down again.
Izuku nodded as he took another bite of rice. "They said I'll find my first clue on Whale Island,"

Inko blinked at him in confusion. "They?" She asked.
Izuku nodded again. "In that wooden box you gave me, they left a USB with a video on," Izuku stated.
"What kind of video?" She asked curiously.

Izuku blinked before smiling. "I'll show you!"
Inko laughed as they started to eat once more; and washed the dishes together. Once they were done, Izuku went to his room in order to search through his backpack to find the USB, smiling gratefully once he found it in the wooden box.

He needs to thank Kacchan for gathering all his things for him, but for now, he walked to the lounge room, plugged the USB into the tv, and sat down next to his mom. For the next few hours, the two watched the video together.

"You be safe now, okay Izuku?" Inko ordered lightly as she pulled away from their shared hug.
"I promise I will, mom; and I'll call you as often as I can," Izuku promised.

They were currently standing in the airport, multiple people rushing about in order to get to their flights on time. Inko glanced around constantly, which confused Izuku a little, but he brushed it off, for now.

They had spent the majority of the week preparing for Izuku to leave, and thanks to Inko, he had a flight booked. He would need to take three connecting flights before he would arrive at a port with a boat that sailed to Whale Island.

Inko had decided not to let Mito know, she wanted the other to be surprised at Izuku's arrival.
"I have to go now, mom. I love you, thanks for everything!" Izuku announced as he hugged her once more, pressing a kiss to her cheek.

Izuku only had a large backpack as his luggage, that was filled with all the things he needed. Toiletries, seven sets of clothing, towel, hairbrush and other such items.

Since he didn't know for how long he'd be gone, Izuku decided on taking things that would last him a week, and would opt to buy more and wash his clothes, since he didn't want to pack too heavily and slow himself down.

"Deku, hey!!!"
Izuku turned around, smiling at the sight of his friends standing a few feet away; people weaving around them. Ochaco had been the one to call, and was waving one of her hands in the air, the other gripping...a backpack?

"Thought you could leave without us?" Eijirou asked with a cheeky grin on his lips.
"B-but-you guys are-?" Izuku spoke in confusion.
"They wanted to come with you, and since I'll feel better knowing you won't be alone, I booked flights for them, too," Inko explained with a smile.

"But what about your hero careers?" Izuku asked.
"Stupid Deku, fighting for the number one spot without you there won't be as much fun," Katsuki stated with an evil grin. "I want to start crushing you right from the beginning,"

"What he means is, it won't be the same without having you there, and since none of us want to fight for number one without you, we might as well come along," Hitoshi added.
Izuku had tears in his eyes. "Thank you!" He cried.

"Alright, boys and girl, you lot better leave, you're going to miss your flight!" Inko chided.
With a last few goodbyes, the group of eight teenagers left, boarded a flight, and flew into an unknown future.

Chapter Text

"Holy shit, we've been flying for-fucking-ever!" Katsuki shouted as they climbed off of the airship; cracking his neck as the wind swept through his hair.

"Three days of none stop flying really does take it out of you," Ochaco commented, exhaustion clear in her voice and in her features.
"And we still have to take a boat to the actual island," Denki stated as he stretched his arms above his head.

"Might as well go and get this over with." Hitoshi yawned.
"C'mon guys, look alive!! Isn't this exciting!?" Eijirou exclaimed as they walked out of the building.

"You have way too much energy," Hitoshi stated, something akin to a glare directed at the enthusiastic redhead.
Kirishima laughed almost nervously before his eyes caught something and his attention was directed elsewhere.

Shoto adjusted the strap of his backpack. "It certainly is interesting, though; a new place, those airships it's all a unique experience in it's own," he mentioned.

"I just need a nap in a bed," Hitoshi grumbled to himself.
"Ugh, same." Denki agreed, stifling a yawn.
"Let's just fucking go already!" Katsuki snapped from where he stood feet ahead of them.

The blond alpha turned and started walking again, gaining an even further distance from them. The other seven started to jog in order to catch up with their grumpy alpha.

Izuku couldn't help but gawk at everything he saw, feeling such intense excitement that it nearly threatened to stop him in his tracks, he just couldn't believe it.

He was on his way to his first clue as to his real parents' whereabouts, and he couldn't help but smile, with eyes twinkling as he walked. He wondered what Aunt Mito was like, she had to be an incredible woman if she could raise someone like his dad on her own.

From what he could see on the video, she seemed kind, patient and loving, yet stern. Traits one would need in order to deal with someone like his dad, it would seem. Most people got exaggerated with Gon quite easily, some could hold out a little longer, but in the end, none could really handle him.

Unless you were Killua, of course. Killua was rational, reasonable, a sturdy pillar or rock, someone who could ground Gon, and keep his recklessness in tact. Well, that's what Izuku could tell, anyway; from the video.

"We're here," Tenya stated as they came to a halt.
In the water, was a large ship; with many passengers and workers bustling about.

Ochaco seemed to sigh in relief . "At least now we get to rest for a little while,"
Katsuki grunted in agreement and started to walk forward.
"I'm freaking starving," Denki complained as they boarded the ship.

"We should get something to eat once we dock at Whale Island," Hitoshi told as they all came to rest at a railing.
"Are you excited, Izuku? You're one step closer to finding your parents," Eijirou questioned curiously.

Izuku smiled down at the water. "I am; a little nervous but mostly excited and eager to see what they're like,"
"Would your aunt mind that we're about to barge in on her?" Shoto asked, also gazing down at the ocean.

Izuku frowned suddenly, and shrugged. "I'm not sure, but I don't think so. Mom said that she wouldn't, so I assume it'll be okay,"
They remained quiet most of the time, Hitoshi and Denki actually falling asleep leaned on each other in a corner.

Izuku spent most of his time in his thoughts, only breaking from it to laugh at Katsuki and Shoto; who were having an argument about something, well, it was more Katsuki yelling in Shoto’s ear while the omega stood there, blank faced. Some things never change.

Eijirou tried placating the blond, and eventually succeeded, sighing in relief when Katsuki turned away, a scowl on his face. Shoto moved over to his side, and stared wistfully into the water as Ochaco and Tenya talked.

"Look!" Ochaco called suddenly, pointing into the distance. "There it is!"
Sounds of awe escaped the six awake teens.
"It actually looks like a whale from the distance," Eijirou commented in disbelief.

After that, the excitement and eagerness were palpable, and once the ship docked, the teenagers climbed off, occasionally bumping into other passengers.

"Wow!" Ochaco exclaimed, eyes wide as she took in their new surroundings.
"It's crowded," Denki stated as someone tried to shove passed him.
They walked a little further away, eyes trailing as vendors called out to them about special prices, the smell of fish nearly overwhelming.

"Okay, so where is your aunt's house?" Denki asked, hands shoved in his pockets as they walked.
"My mom gave me directions, so I guess we should just follow that," Izuku answered, and started to lead the group.

It took a while, but soon, they reached the house on the hill. Izuku suddenly felt really nervous, his hands sweating and shaking as they neared.
"Should we have brought a gift?" Tenya asked as they walked up to the door.

"Too late to worry about that now," Denki stated.
They stood in front of the house, Izuku staring intensely at the wooden door. It was quiet, and he could feel his friends' gazes on him, spurring him on; encouraging.

"Take your time," Shoto murmured behind him.
Izuku then realised that Shoto probably had at least an inkling of an idea how he felt, having just recently been reunited with his mother after years of separation.

The fact that Katsuki hadn't blown up on him yet spoke volumes of how visibly torn he was. He still felt doubt; was this even the right thing to do? An image of his loving parents flashed in his mind, and it was enough to spur him into action.

Izuku took a deep breath, raised his right hand--the left hung at his side, fist clenched tight--and knocked on the wooden door. It was quiet for a moment, and then they could hear footsteps rush to the door.

"Coming!" A female voice called.
The door flung open, and Izuku felt his eyes widen. He did not expect this.
"Hello, can I help you?" Alluka asked.
She had changed quite a bit from her appearance in the photograph and video. She seemed older, more mature, obviously taller; but not too tall.

She had lost any residual baby fat in her face, though her eyes were still wide, innocent and happy; and her hair had grown out quite a bit. In short, Alluka had grown into a beautiful woman.

She gave Izuku a questioning look, and suddenly, the young alpha remembered she had asked him a question.
"Uhm! I-yes, we-" he stammered, and Katsuki let out a strange hissing noise behind him. "You're-I mean-! I'm your- You're my- My name is- uhm!" He panicked.

Alluka giggled at his flustered appearance as he stuttered and stammered over his words.
"Damnit Deku," Katsuki snarled under his breath through clenched teeth.
"I-!" Izuku squeaked at hearing Katsuki's annoyance, the other teenagers sweat dropped behind him.

Alluka laughed softly again, before a strange look crossed her features and she seemed to start to focus more on Izuku's features.
"My name is-"
"Izuku!?" Alluka yelled, blue eyes wide in shock as her mouth hung agape.

"Yes?" Izuku answered, unsure.
Alluka stared in astonishment for a moment longer before she lunged at Deku, pulling the taller into a bone crushing hug.
"You finally came!!" She exclaimed as she hugged him.

Izuku was quick to wrap his arms around her, afraid he'd let her fall from the sudden hug. Alluka pulled back quickly, holding Izuku at arms length, eyes roaming over his face.
"You look just like them! I-I can't believe you're finally here-!" Her last word was cut off by a sudden sob.

Izuku felt panic rise in his chest as Alluka suddenly started to cry, blue eyes glimmering in the sunlight as tears rolled down her red cheeks; she pulled him back into another hug.

Izuku hugged back, feeling a little emotional himself. Alluka looked very similar to Killua, though her hair colour was different, and she wasn't quite as pale; her eyes were nearly the same shade as her brother's.

Alluka pulled back eventually, wiping at her cheeks with a soft chuckle. "I'm sorry," she apologized.
Izuku shook his head and wiped at his own cheeks. "There's no reason to apologize," he murmured.

Alluka smiled at him as she sniffed, before her eyes trailed behind him. Eijirou subtly wiped at his eyes, Katsuki merely stared at the exchange, feigning disinterest. Ochaco seemed really excited, yet a little emotional, too.

Tenya was much the same, as Hitoshi also merely watched the exchange; as well as Shoto. Denki was smiling almost proudly at them.
"Are these your friends?" Alluka asked, tilting her head to the side.

"Oh!" Izuku turned to look behind him, nearly having forgotten about his friends. "Yeah, they are,"
Alluka smiled as she moved passed Izuku, extending her hand to Shoto first, who was closest. "My name's Alluka, I'm Izuku's aunt!"

Shoto gently took her hand and shook it. "I'm Shoto,"
Alluka smiled widely as she introduced herself to all of Izuku's friends, getting a wide variety of greetings in return.

"Please, come inside." She gestured to the door as she led them into the house. "Aunt Mito went to go buy some things for the house, she should be back soon," she explained as they walked into the house.

The walls held quite a few photos; which they examined as they walked passed.
"That's Ging, Gon-kun's dad," Alluka mentioned as they paused at a particular photo.

As they moved on, Izuku's eye caught a particular photo, and he walked to it.
"Oh, hey it's Leorio and Kurapika," Eijirou said, grinning as he, too, looked at the photo.

The photo was of Kurapika, Leorio, Gon and Killua. Gon was in front, with Kurapika behind him to his right, and next to the blond was Leorio, and Killua in front of him.

Leorio had his arms thrown around both Kurapika and Killua's shoulders. Kurapika looked a little shocked at the man, and Killua looked less then happy, mouth wide with protest as he gripped the man's arm.

Leorio was bent forward slightly, eyes closed as he grinned; and Gon looked up at his friends, mouth wide in a happy grin.
"Wow, they look really young in this," Denki commented.

"Gon and brother were twelve years old," Alluka stated, smiling fondly at the photo.
"Just twelve, huh?" Denki mumbled.
"They look really carefree," Hitoshi noted as he stood at the back of the group, being the tallest.

"No joke," Denki mumbled, before turning and making himself comfortable on the sofa.
As they all sat down, Alluka opened her mouth to say something, when the front door suddenly opened.

"I'm home," another female voice called.
Alluka turned around with a look of surprise, before smiling. "Aunt Mito! Come here, quick!"

They could hear footsteps make their way toward them.
Aunt Mito walked into the room, looking a little tired and quite a bit older as she briefly rummaged through the plastic bag in her hand.

"What's so urgent-?" She cut herself off once her eyes landed on Izuku; the plastic bag slipped from her grasp and fell to the floor, the contents spilling as she moved her hands to cover her mouth, tears glistening in her eyes. "Gon?" She whispered, voice wavering.

Izuku seemed a little uncomfortable; until Mito swallowed, and shook her head. "No," she said. "Izuku,"
She said his name so softly, they nearly couldn't hear it, but she was already on her way to embrace him with tears spilling down her cheeks.

"I didn't think we'd ever get to see you again," she stated as they hugged, gently rubbing his back.
"I'm sorry," Izuku apologized.
Mito shook her head as she pulled back from the hug, cupping his cheeks in her hands.

She smiled softly at him. "I thought for a moment that I could only see Gon in you, but now, I can see a lot of Killua, too,"
Izuku blushed lightly at this as she pulled back.

"If you're here, then that must mean you're looking for them?" She asked.
Izuku nodded. "That's right, they told me I would find my first clue here in the video they left me,"

Mito smiled at this, laughing lightly. "Those boys," she muttered to herself as she moved to pick up her shopping which had fallen, only to have the bag presented to her.
"Here," Katsuki grumbled as he held out the bag.

Mito smiled appreciably at him, taking the bag. "Thank you, sweetie,"
Denki stifled a laugh into Hitoshi's shoulder as a light blush dusted over Katsuki's cheeks.

Mito led them into the kitchen, Alluka already there making tea. As they sat down, Izuku quickly introduced his friends to Mito; Alluka smiling as she placed the tea down, nodding happily at the varied 'thank you's' she got.

Mito and Alluka smiled as they sipped on their tea, eyes bright and ears eager as they were told the story of how all eight of them met, and became friends.

Alluka eagerly asked questions; what was a professional hero, who was All Might, what was UA like? The group answered eagerly, enjoying the conversation. And after a while, when it grew a bit quiet, Mito shifted the conversation.

"I can't say whether Gon or Killua actually left anything behind, because I don't really know. Maybe looking around in Gon's room would help?" Mito suggested as she gently placed her now empty tea cup on the table.

Izuku felt a little reluctant, but agreed nonetheless, and was led upstairs to his father's old room. Aunt Mito quietly left them there after wishing them luck, she closed the door behind her as she turned away.

"This room is kinda bare," Denki stated as they all started to gingerly rummage around.
Izuku's eyes caught sight of a few picture frames, and picked one up.

This one was of Killua, Alluka and Gon, standing together while they posed and smiled. Izuku felt a small smile tug at his lips as he placed the frame back down. There was the one from downstairs of Killua, Gon, Kurapika and Leorio.

The other was of Gon and Killua; they seemed a little older, maybe sixteen? They were standing close together, Gon's right arm thrown across Killua's shoulders; grin wide and happy. Killua had a more controlled smile on his lips, though his eyes were bright and happy.

"Deku, look!" Ochaco called suddenly, her voice cutting through the silence.
Izuku turned to look at her, as well as the other males in the room; and saw that the beta female held an envelope in her hand. "It has your name on it," she stated as she held it out for him.

Izuku blinked in surprise before he took the letter which had his name written on in neat writing. He hesitated a moment, well aware of his friends' eager stares on him; he opened the letter.

Inside, he saw two folded pieces of paper, and pulled out the first. It was folded three times, and held very neat and beautiful handwriting, though it wasn't very long.

Dear Izuku,

If you found this letter, then that means you don't completely hate us, and you're on your way to find the first clue.

Inside the envelope, you'll find another paper; this one is a map that will lead you to your first real clue. Follow it well, and don't get lost in the forest, and it would be preferable to avoid the animals.

Good luck, Izuku

Izuku blinked, before smiling and gently took out the other paper, which was indeed a map; hand drawn, it would seem. The map was extremely detailed, and was drawn by his dad, which he could tell because of the notes that were written on the side.

'Killua and I found a new species of plant here'

Was the first he saw, and he couldn't help but smile widely. Looks like they were going to explore the island tomorrow.

A sudden knock on the door grabbed their attention, and only then did Izuku notice that his friends were reading over his shoulder.
Alluka poked her head into the room, smiling. "Dinner's ready!" She mentioned.

The group stared briefly at her.
"Oh! Right, thank you very much," Izuku replied with a sheepish look.
Alluka nodded, still smiling as she vanished from the door.

"So," Denki began, stretching the word. "Are we exploring the island tomorrow?"
Hitoshi rubbed the back of his neck, a tired look on his face. "This trip is already so exhausting,"

"We should get some rest, then, if we're going to do some exploring," Shoto stated, and started to walk to the door.
Izuku nodded and turned to follow as Tenya said, arms chopping the air. "First! A balanced meal would be most important!"

Mito's cooking was really good, similar in taste to Inko's, Izuku noted as he smiled around his bite of food. Briefly, he wonders when last Inko and Mito had spoken, since his mom told him they talked a lot. Did Mito suspect that they were coming?

"Hey, Aunt Mito?" Denki asked, breaking the silence, not seeming bothered that he had just called the woman aunt.
Mito looked up at him and raised a questioning brow, choosing not to say anything about his choice of words.

"Yes?" She asked, curious.
"I've been wondering, everyone's been talking about it, but I don't actually know what it means to be a Hunter, or what it is, actually," he stated.

Both of Mito's brows rose at this, before smiling at him. "Well, Hunters are people who have proven themselves to be elite individuals, through taking the Hunter Exam. If you pass this Exam, you receive a license that allows you to go almost anywhere in the world, and do almost anything you want,"

"Most Hunters devote themselves to finding priceless items, mystical places or unseen wonders of the world. A Hunter's job is not just the above mentioned, true Hunters dedicate themselves to protecting knowledge, people and nature," Mito explained wisely.

"There are a lot of different things included in being a hunter," Alluka added, giggling a little at the awed looks on their faces.
"That sounds freaking awesome!" Eijirou said enthusiastically.

Mito smiled as she watched the other nine people around her converse, feeling happy, yet a little sadness as well at knowing that Gon and Killua couldn't be a part of this right now.

She couldn't help but want to laugh at how similar this was to when Gon went looking for Ging, and yet, at the same time, it was entirely different. Ging willingly gave up a life with Gon, while Killua and Gon had little other choice but to give up a future with their child.

Mito frowned. She could still clearly remember their devastated faces when they came here after leaving Izuku with Inko. Mito had never seen either of the two cry so much or so hard, and for a small while, she had feared that the anguish would tear their relationship apart.

Her fears were put to rest, though, as the two persevered, and become even closer. Still though, that heartache, having to say goodbye to a young Izuku without being able to tell him why and then leaving on a life threatening hunt; must have been hard.

They would be proud of Izuku, though. He made a lot of good friends, he's happy and thriving; and now, all he needs is his real parents to make him whole.

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It was early morning when they set out to explore with a backpack of food; Mito telling them that it might take them a while to explore, and that they should go prepared.

Mito waved behind them as they set out after eating a large breakfast, both energized and excited for the adventure to come. Or so it had started, but turns out, none of them were really outdoorsy.

A sudden very loud and angry scream cut through the forest, causing birds to take flight and skittish animals to run away.
"HOW COULD YOU POSSIBLY GET US LOST WITH A MAP, DEKU!!!" Katsuki screamed.

"I-I, uhm, we're not lost, Kacchan!" Izuku tried, and failed, to calm his friend down, when they were, indeed, lost.
Another angered yell, followed short by a few mild explosions, had both Shoto and Hitoshi sighing in exasperation.

"IF YOU TWO KEEP SNAPPING AT EACH OTHER IT'LL TAKE ALL FUCKING DAY!!" Denki snapped at them, electricity crawling on his skin as he yelled at the two alphas.
"Would the three of you calm down?" Tenya asked, voice holding authority as well as exasperation.

"NO!!" Denki and Katsuki yelled simultaneously at the beta.
"Cut it out!" Shoto rose his voice suddenly, brow furrowed in anger.
The four fighting friends stilled, and finally turned away from each other, and ended their squabbling.

Shoto sighed harshly, feeling annoyed. This trip would end a disaster if they continued on like this, and they haven't even found their first clue yet. Hitoshi raised his hand and raked his fingers through Shoto’s hair, knowing that it would calm the omega somewhat.

Shoto started purring softly, appreciative.
"We found it!" Ochaco yelled, waving from where she and Eijirou stood.
They stood on a large tree root that had started to grow out of the ground, smiles on their faces as they waved their friends over.

"Fucking finally," Katsuki grumbled under his breath as he started to walk in that direction; hands shoved in his pockets.
The group clambered over the tree root, and came upon a nice clearing; trees surrounding them in a near perfect circle.

"Wow," Denki mumbled as they took in their surroundings.
"So, the X is around," Ochaco stretched the word out as she took a few steps into the clearing, holding the map. "Here!" She stated, victorious.

They had followed the map to a location that had a large X on it, and it took them nearly half a day. Eijirou took it upon himself to use his hardening quirk in order to start digging. A few minutes in, he came upon a wooden box, similar to the one Izuku already had.

"Here," Eijirou said with a smile as he handed the box over to Izuku, wiping his hands on his pants.
"Thank you so much," Izuku spoke sincerely.
They all gathered around as Izuku opened the box, and found another envelope, along with a strange ring.

Izuku inspected the ring, noting that it had strange symbols carved on the inside of the metal. Sharing a look with his friends, all of them seemed just as clueless as he was. Shrugging, Izuku opened the envelope. Inside, there were two pieces of paper again.

Pulling one out, Izuku opened it to reveal another handwritten letter, though the writing seemed a little different.

Izuku,

This clearing is really special to me, it's where I spent most of my time after Killua and I separated when we were fourteen.

I trained a lot here in order to get my nen back to the way it used to be, before I threw it all away for a power boost in order to kill Pitou.

Revenge is a terrible thing, really, it only ends up causing not only pain to yourself, but the people you care about, too.

I learned this the hard way. In my darkened mind-set, nothing but avenging Kite on my mind, I ended up hurting Killua so much, he felt the need to leave, to distance himself from me in order to heal.

I don't blame him, what I did was awful.

I came here, in order to restore my nen back to full strength, and it was also here, when I was sixteen, that I realised my true feelings for Killua.

There's another map that marks the next place you'll find a clue, take care and stay safe. I'll tell you more in the next letter.

Good luck,
Gon

"He wants us to go further into the forest?" Denki asked as they all read the letter over Izuku's shoulder.
"I'm more curious to know who Pitou was? Did he say he killed this person?" Ochaco asked, her tone concerned.

Katsuki frowned as he said: "He did, he said it casually, too, like it's a normal thing,"
The group shared a slightly uneasy look, before they decided to move on to their next destination.

With Ochaco and Eijirou leading the way from the get go, the group arrived at their next destination a lot faster than the first. This time, they were stood atop a cliff, with a great view of the ocean before them. Eijirou dug up the wooden box again, and, same as the other two, there were two papers, one a map, and the other, a letter.

Izuku,

That ring you got in the first box was given to me by Ging, my dad. It was back when Killua and I were on our adventure to look for him.

Killua didn't have anything he wanted to do, back then. This is where we promised to stay together, forever. For nearly two years we didn't keep that promise, because of what I did. But when we were sixteen, we reunited.

It was a little awkward at first, we had to relearn how to be together again, especially since we were older, and after having presented as alpha and omega, there were a few confusing instincts thrown in.

But we managed, and after a few months of traveling together again, some things happened, and we finally confessed to each other.

Your next letter will tell you more,
Good luck, Izuku.

Most of their day went like this, with Eijirou and Ochaco leading the way to the next, beautiful destination, where Eijirou would dig up another box, which held another letter and map.

The letters mostly consisted of short telling’s of something Gon and Killua did, but never really had anything to do with the previous letter. The group felt uneasy, as Gon never once explained what happened to this Pitou person, yet kept talking about this 'something' he did to Killua, without actually explaining what it was.

There was a letter that explained how Gon had asked Killua to be his mate, his forever, and how Killua had blushed crimson, which was very cute, according to Gon. He even explained when they had decided to have Izuku, deliberately avoiding telling them more about what had happened when they were fourteen, yet constantly brought it up.

Izuku felt very confused and concerned about this, as the next map lead them back to Aunt Mito's house. Did they ever really sort through what had happened? It sounded a lot like what happened still bothers Gon, and maybe even Killua, too.

It was dark by the time they arrived, and they were positively exhausted, but none of the clues they had received gave them even the slightest idea as to where to go next.

"Oh, you're back!" Mito called in surprise as they entered the house, filthy and exhausted. "So, how did it go?" She asked curiously.
"Fucking shit," Katsuki mumbled.
"Uhm! It was fine! We didn’t really find that many helpful clues," Izuku mentioned, voice drowning out Katsuki's answer.

Mito frowned a bit. "Well that's too bad. Dinner won't be ready for a while, so why don't you kids go clean up a bit?" She suggested.
Izuku nodded with a smile and disappeared upstairs.

"I feel like something's missing," Ochaco spoke as they were all lounging about after bathing.
"Yeah, Gon's sanity," Katsuki stated as he scrolled through his phone.
He received a smack with a pillow for that. "Don't say that!" Denki hissed between his teeth.

Katsuki snorted a little, but kept quiet nonetheless. Izuku was talking with his mom on the phone, though he sounded a little distracted as he talked with her. His mind kept going back to the letters they had received.

There had to be another one, his journey couldn't just end here; and he didn't know where to go from here. Izuku stared at that one photo of Killua, Gon, Leorio and Kurapika as he talked to his mom.

His eyes widened suddenly, however, as realisation hit him. He quickly told his mom that he had to go and that he'd call her back later. Once he hung up, Izuku bolted up the stairs towards his father's old room.

Mito leaned out of the kitchen and shared a confused look with Izuku's friends, before jerking her head in the direction of the stairs, indicating that they should follow him.

Reluctantly, they followed Izuku up the stairs.
"What now, Deku?" Katsuki asked as he walked through the door.
Izuku looked up at him, a small smile on his lips, the previous letters in hand.

"I think I figured it out," he told.
"Figured what out?" Denki asked as Hitoshi closed the door behind them.
"Where the next letter is," Izuku explained simply as he stood up from his seat on the bed.

"Explain," Katsuki demanded.
"At first, I didn't really think anything of it, but then I realised, in every letter, Gon always has at least one sentence that says 'back then,' or 'when we were twelve/fourteen' and 'while Killua and I were separated,'" he paused.

Izuku started walking to the desk. "Even when none of those remarks fit in with the contents of the letter, he always had something that referenced to when they were young, before their separation, and what's something in here that's obviously before their separation?" Izuku asked with a bright smile.

Katsuki's eyes widened as realization hit. "The photo," he stated.
Izuku nodded, turned, and took a hold of two framed pictures. "I think the next letter is in either one of these," he said as he held up the photo of Killua, Gon, Leorio and Kurapika with his right hand, and in his left he held the one with Killua, Alluka and Gon.

They watched with bated breath as Izuku opened the back of the frame of the photo in his right hand, but found it empty. Their anxiety was really high as Izuku opened the other, holding his breath as he opened it.

There, fitting snugly in the back, sat an envelope. Collectively, they all let out a breath of relief as Izuku took the envelope out, a happy and relieved smile on his lips. The envelope was rather thick, and felt a little heavy in his hand as he moved closer to his friends so they could all read together.

With eager fingers, Izuku opened the envelope, a confused noise leaving his throat as he reached in; and pulled out a single key. The group stared at the key in confusion. Izuku could only shrug as he gripped the it and pulled out the letter.

Izuku,

Congratulations, you found your first clue! I was a little worried you might not find it, but I bet you noticed the hints I left in the other letters. You're probably smart, like Killua.

You'll find your second clue at The Heaven's Arena, where you'll have to fight Hisoka. We sort of promised him a fight with you when you're older, as payment for him keeping your birth a secret from Illumi.

I hope you actually can fight, but considering who your parents are, I bet you like fighting, at least from time to time.

You probably have a lot of questions, because of what I told you in the other letters. I guess I should tell you what happened, but not all of it. I'll leave some things for when you find us, because I won't be able to explain them as well in a letter.

When Killua and I were fourteen, we went into this game called Greed Island, to look for my dad. I'll explain most of what happened there to you later, but long story short, we used this one card to find Ging, who we thought was a player named Nigg.

When we got there, we instead found Kite, Ging's student. We decided then to help Kite with these new species of ants he had been observing. The ant Queen started to eat humans, and gave birth to an army of Chimera Ant Soldiers.

Pitou was one of these soldiers. She was one of the King's royal guards, one of the strongest foes we've ever faced.

Pitou found us in NGL, where the Queen had built her home, and took off Kite's arm in one hit. I wanted to fight, but I wasn't strong enough, and would have held Kite back even further if Killua hadn't knocked me out and carried me to safety.

I later found out that Pitou was controlling Kite, after she mutilated his body, and turned him into a weapon of war. A few of us infiltrated the King's palace, where we would try to take down all the royal guards while the chairman dealt with the King.

I don't really want to tell you through the letter exactly what I had said, but know that I said terrible things to Killua, and in the end, I stupidly left alone with Pitou so that she could heal Kite.

I should have taken Killua with me. I regret not bringing him along with me, because if I had, I know he wouldn't of allowed me to make the most reckless decision of my life.

Fact is, I didn't take him, because I was being selfish, and stupid, and because of this, I nearly died, nearly lost my nen permanently, but most importantly, I lost Killua.

I'll explain everything better later, but Pitou was the one who killed Kite, and I felt so guilty, that I pushed myself too far, and killed Pitou. I know it sounds bad, and it was, it still is.

But as I said, I'll explain better once you find us. Just keep in mind, Izuku, that the Chimera Ants, were the most vicious and powerful beings we ever had to face.

I hope that what I told you won't make you think any less of me, but I guess I won't blame you if it did. But please, don't change your mind on finding us, if not for the both of us, at least do it for Killua.

Good luck on the rest of your journey, Izuku, and I hope we get to see you soon.

Gon.

Dinner was a quiet affair that night, the teens mostly caught up in their thoughts. They had known, based on that one clip in the video, that what had happened in Gon and Killua's past was bad, but they didn't realise just how bad.

While they don't know anything about the Chimera Ants, it still weighed on their conscience, knowing that Gon had killed someone out of revenge, and could speak almost casually about it.

They also didn't know what their next destination would be like, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of anxiety. How many more dark secrets were they going to find out about Izuku's parents?

Mito seemed to notice the thick tension in the air, and decided to break it. She finished her food, and sat back in her chair as she started to think of some good memories she could tell them about.

"I remember," she started, gaining all their attention. "The first time Gon brought Killua home." A smile tugged at her lips as she thought. "Killua was the first ever friend Gon brought home, but he was so shy, in his own special way,"

"He stammered a bit when I started talking to him the first time, and he always blushed whenever anyone complimented him." She could barely stifle a laugh. "Killua's the only one that could keep up with Gon-- as energetic as that boy was--he was able to keep Gon in check; keep him safe,"

She sighed with a smile. "Killua was just as energetic and athletic as Gon, and I think it's part of the reason why they got along so well." She suddenly started to laugh. "The first night they stayed here, Killua took over Gon's bed, but instead of sleeping on the futon, Gon slept in bed next to Killua, and from what I could tell, that became a regular occurrence,"

"They were close, they still are, I believe," Mito told, staring at the table.
"Uhm," Izuku started timidly. "When was the last time you saw them?" He asked.

Mito blinked at him, before a thoughtful look crossed her features. "Five, no, six years ago," she answered.
"Six years?!" Denki exclaimed in shock.

Mito nodded, expression solemn.
"They could only visit because they were nearby; they had a week off, and decided to spend three days here before they headed back to Kite," Alluka explained, a sad look on her face.

"When they got here, they were bruised and battered; we spent about an hour patching them up before they passed out on the sofa. That was the first time we've seem them since they were ordered to go on this hunt," Mito explained.

"This hunt? What do you mean?" Katsuki asked, though it almost sounded like a demand.
Mito didn't seem bothered, already used to the blond alpha's behaviour.

"They were ordered by the higher ups to go on an extermination hunt with Kite and his team. It's the reason why they had to ask Inko to take care of you," she explained, a sad look on her face.

The teens suddenly sat up straighter, eager to learn at least part of the reason why Izuku was left behind.
"Do you know what the hunt is?" Shoto asked politely.
Mito nodded once, she could tell this was something they were all curious about. "Extermination of the Chimera Ants,"

A heavy tension filled the room then, as Mito took a moment to look over their expressions. It varied from shock, to confusion, anger and worry.
"I thought they took care of them though?" Ochaco asked curiously.

"They did," Alluka stated, nodding. "From what brother and Gon-kun told us, they had to leave to go and exterminate the Chimera Ants somewhere vast, and that it took a while for them to track them down. Before they came here, they were trying to prevent the birth of a new King, but ultimately failed,”

"It's the reason why the hunt is taking so long, because they can't find all the new Chimera Ants that had been born, and they were ordered to exterminate them all. They decided to leave the King for last, because he's the most powerful, and brother said he thinks he might be more powerful than the previous King," Alluka explained, a look of concentration on her face.

The room was quiet for a moment, the teens taking in the new information. Judging from what they knew about what had happened the last time Gon and Killua faced the Chimera Ants; it would explain why they had left Izuku with Inko, instead of taking him with.

Izuku could easily have been used as a hostage, or maybe even killed in front of his parents; and who knew how that would have ended. Izuku did feel a little more relieved, though, now that he knows why they had to leave him behind.

And if it was an order from higher ups, they really didn't have a choice. Izuku still felt sad that they had to leave in the first place, but he knew he'd get over it. It wasn't their fault, nor was it their choice.

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By the time they had been on Whale Island for a week, Mito could tell the teens were starting to get a little restless. Although it felt nostalgic and calming to have so many energetic and rambunctious teens in her house, Mito knew it was time for them to part.

Although she would miss the light, sunny feeling they created while they were there, so reminiscent of the times Gon and Killua stayed with her, the fact was; Mito's house wasn't meant to house ten people at once.

Mito paused in her chopping and glanced up, out the window; and smiled. Izuku and his friends were currently outside training, wrestling or sunbathing. They never really strayed too far into the woods, because it was apparently a disaster the first time they went, according to Bakugo.

Mito watched as Izuku started to laugh from where he sat beside Shinso and Uraraka; Kaminari had managed to throw Bakugo onto his back, and he was gloating about it.

"They're so energetic," Alluka's voice cut through the silence of the kitchen.
"They are," Mito agreed as Alluka moved to stand beside her.
The two watched in silence as Katsuki was seemingly throwing a fit on the grass, before whipping around to growl at Shoto.

They could faintly hear Katsuki yell 'ICY-HOT!!' and it caused them to laugh together after they shared a look.
"I'm going to miss them," Alluka told softly after their bouts of laughter quieted down.

Mito smiled sadly at the group, nodding. "Me too, but we can't keep them here, sadly," she stated.
Alluka nodded in agreement, though her lower lip trembled slightly. "I,I want them to find Gon and brother, so that we can see them again, too,"

Mito turned her head to watch as the younger started to rub furiously at her eyes, trying her very best not to burst into tears.
"Alluka," Mito said softly, eyes stinging.

Alluka looked up at her then, the area surrounding her eyes were red with irritation at her insistent rubbing, blue eyes shining with unshed tears.
"We miss Killua," she stated, and promptly started to cry.

Mito moved forward to wrap her arms around the younger, pulling her in for a tight hug; and buried her face into Alluka's dark hair.
"It'll be okay," Mito whispered as she rubbed up and down Nanika's back, ignoring her own hot tears falling down her cheeks. "You'll see him again soon, I'm sure,"

Izuku watched the two women hug from his seat on the soft grass with saddened eyes, a frown tugging at his lips. His shirt clung to his back, damp with sweat; his wild curls were much the same. His friends had stilled to watch the scene, well aware that the two had been watching them.

Izuku sometimes forgot how hard it must be for them. While Gon and Killua were his birth parents, it didn't change the fact that he didn't know them at all, and didn't share a bond with either of them. But for Mito and Alluka, who both knew them, raised them or grew up with them; shared a deep bond with them, it had to be extremely painful.

They must miss them so much. Izuku bit the inside of his cheek, and forced himself to look away from the scene. It was quiet as a heavy feeling settled around them.
"I, I want to talk to you guys, a little later," Izuku voiced, breaking the silence.

"What about?" Iida asked curiously.
Izuku bit his lips, eyebrows drawn into a frown. "It's...about my parents and what we should do next," he mentioned.
He could feel their gazes on him, but decided against elaborating further.

It was quiet once more when Izuku decided to glance up again, and noted that Alluka and Mito were back to working in the kitchen. Deciding it a good enough time, Izuku stood up, briefly brushing off the back of his shorts as he walked into the house.

"Aunt Mito?" He spoke gently, feeling a little hesitant.
Mito glanced up at him once before smiling, never once stilling her chopping. "Yes, what is it?" She asked kindly.
Izuku hesitated a moment. "Uhm, well, we're going to go explore a little again, if that's alright?"

Mito paused and looked at him curiously before she smiled again. "At least let me pack you guys some lunch first," she replied as she started to move about the kitchen.
Izuku nodded, smiling shyly. "That would be great, thank you,"

Izuku went back outside as the two women got busy, not wanting to get in the way.
"Ugh," Katsuki groaned, moving to stretch an arm above his head, fingers pressed together in order to block the sun.

He was laying on his back in the grass, yet the sun was so bright that he could not relax and hopefully fall asleep. Even as he clenched his eyes shut, the sun still managed to bother him, and there was no way for him to fall asleep with his arm held above him.

Katsuki opened one eye, watching as Izuku moved to plop back down in his seat next to Hitoshi and Ochaco. Denki was currently using the indigo haired alpha's shoulder as a pillow, dozing off into sleep.

Shoto was stood a few feet away, near the cliff, just staring into the distance, deep in thought with his hands deep in his pockets. For a brief moment, Katsuki wondered how the omega wasn't dying of heat with his dark jeans and black t-shirt.

Katsuki felt like dying, and he was only wearing a tank top and shorts. He suddenly realised that Shoto was probably using his quirk to cool down his body temperature, and felt a little jealous. Shoto would never be forced to deal with freezing cold or boiling hot temperatures with that quirk of his.

Katsuki groaned again, his blond hair damp with sweat; skin slick with it, too. He felt like he was going to spontaneously combust if he didn't cool down.
"Hey snowflake," he called, gaining Shoto's attention. "C'mere." He gestured with one hand for Shoto to come to him.

Shoto raised a brow before he walked over to Katsuki, sitting down by the blond's head when instructed, and suddenly had a lap full of blond alpha. Shoto blinked in surprise, hesitantly wrapping his arms around Katsuki as the blond settled on his lap, sighing in relief.

Shoto frowned a little at how damp the back of Katsuki's shirt was.
" 'S so hot," Katsuki grumbled, complaining.
Shoto activated his quirk in order to cool Katsuki down, smiling a soft smile as the alpha sighed in relief, and started to relax in his arms.

Katsuki rumbled deep in his chest as he relaxed, enjoying the feeling of Shoto's cool hand rubbing up and down his back. Shoto started to purr along with him, and the two stayed like that for a while.

Katsuki straddling Shoto's legs, arms loosely hanging around his shoulders; cheek gently pressed into the crook of the omega's neck. Shoto's left arm hugged his waist gently whilst his right rubbed up and down his back; head leaned gently into Katsuki's.

It was quite easy to forget how much the two had disliked each other at the beginning of high school.

Katsuki grunted, and nuzzled into Shoto's neck, using his strength to gently guide the omega into laying down. Katsuki rolled off of Shoto, pulling the other with him until they were laying on their sides, facing one another.

Shoto purred haltingly as Katsuki started to scent him. The two were far enough from the others and didn't attract much attention. Katsuki rumbled as he gently started to rub his wrist and hand all over Shoto's body.

Katsuki's rumbling grew louder as he started to press kisses on Shoto's neck, gently nipping the skin when Shoto moaned softly and started to purr louder. Katsuki's lips started to trail up his jaw as Shoto started to return his scenting.

Katsuki moved his right arm in order for Shoto to rest his head on his bicep, hand gently carding through dual coloured hair as his left hand continued trailing all over the omega's body.

Katsuki planted a kiss to the corner of Shoto's lips, enjoying the sound of his purring and the gentle feel of Shoto's right hand moving up and down his side, his left gently gripping Katsuki's tank top.

Shoto licked his lips, an invitation for the alpha to close the distance between them, which he did. Katsuki allowed a soft groan to slip passed his lips as the two kissed, starting slow and soft, steadily growing deeper and more heated.

The alpha's left hand moved to cup the side of Shoto's neck as the omega moved closer, pressing their bodies together. Katsuki moved to tangle their legs together; the two occasionally broke the kiss to breathe before diving back in.

"Really?" Hitoshi asked, exasperated.
Izuku turned to look at him curiously. "What's wrong?" He asked.
Hitoshi jerked his head back, gesturing in front of him. Izuku followed his gaze, and sputtered.
"K-Kacchan!" Izuku blushed as he stammered.

"Are they seriously making out here?" Eijirou asked fondly.
Iida gasped, almost overdramatic, as he stood to his feet, arms chopping at the air. "Bakugo, Todoroki, now is not the time for that!!" He shouted.

Katsuki pulled away from the kiss, running his hand through Shoto's hair when the omega whined, tilted his head back to glare heatedly at Iida; and snarled. "Fuck off, four eyes, I can do whatever I want!!"

Tenya gaped a little, before chopping his right arm again as he attempted to reply. "There is a time and place-"
"C'mon guys, save it for later?" Kirishima suggested, cutting Tenya's futile retaliation off.

Katsuki bared his teeth, but whatever he was about to snap was cut off when the door opened, and Mito strolled out with a picnic basket, a blanket folded on top.
"Here you go, Izuku," Mito voiced as she handed him the basket.

"Oh! Thank you so much, Aunt Mito," Izuku replied sincerely as he took the basket from her.
Mito smiled, spared a curious glance at the cuddling couple a few feet away; before turning back to Izuku. "You kids be careful out there, okay?"

Izuku nodded. "We will, thank you again," he voiced.
Mito smiled again and nodded, before turning around and went back into the house. Hitoshi gently shook Denki awake, helping the groggy omega to his feet.

Katsuki groaned before he stood, reaching out a hand to pull Shoto to his feet; the group started to follow after Izuku as he led them to wherever he wanted to talk.

It was mostly quiet as he led them through the woods, the only sounds that of birds and bugs chirping and buzzing; sticks and twigs breaking beneath their feet.

Izuku led them to the cliff that had an amazing view of the ocean, where Killua had said he'd follow Gon until he found his own thing to do. Izuku smiled as the ocean's breeze flittered across his skin; and set down the basket.

Ochaco helped him spread out the large blanket, placing the basket in the middle. The group clambered on, relaxing into the blanket; the breeze cool on their heated skin.

It was quiet for a while as they sat in the sun, taking in the sight of the glimmering ocean. Izuku felt, for some strange reason, as if he were closer to his parents here.

"Talk to us, man," Eijirou spoke softly, breaking the silence.
Izuku closed his eyes, lips still pulled into a soft, yet saddened smile. "I know that what we read is concerning," he started, gaze lowering to his lap, smile falling from his lips.

"And I understand that it might bother some of you--it bothers me-- however, I still haven't changed my mind, I'm still going to find them. Somehow, my dad--Gon--doesn't strike me as the type of person who'd kill just anyone, there had to be a reason," Izuku spoke, a determined look entered his eyes.

"He said Pitou was a Chimera Ant soldier, vicious; a monster. Though I don't think it's okay to kill someone, I want to at least know the reason why before I decide whether or not to be disturbed." Izuku glanced at his friends, biting his lip.

"And I'd understand completely if none of you still want to go on this journey with me. It could get really dangerous, and I don't want any of you getting hurt because of me. So if you want to go home, that's fine," Izuku continued to mutter.

"You're spouting word vomit," Katsuki cut him off.
Izuku stopped mumbling, smiling sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry," he apologized.
"You're worrying about nothing, Izuku," Denki stated, eyes bright and smile sincere. "No matter what happens, we'll still go with you,"

Eijirou nodded with a bright smile. "That's what friends are for, right?" He asked sincerely.
"It'd be completely pointless to back out now," Katsuki added.
"Besides, we'd never want you to do this on your own!" Ochaco stated.

Izuku could feel tears gather in his eyes. "Thank you guys, so much," he said, bringing his arm to his eyes, and wiped furiously.
"You seriously need to cool it with the waterworks," Katsuki grumbled.

The group gathered wood to create a fire, and sat around it as they talked and ate; watching the sun set slowly. They moved the blanket a little closer to the fire, and sat in awe as they watched the stars.

They eventually laid down, pointing out constellations, with Denki and Eijirou pointing out stupid things they could see in the stars.
"I've never seen so many before," Shoto stated.

They spent hours, just laying together and watching the stars, and Izuku wondered--as cliché as it might seem--if his parents were watching the same stars. He smiled up at the moon, before closing his eyes, trying to imagine his parents laying there with him.

That it was Killua's shoulder he was resting his head against, instead of Eijirou's; his parent's body heat and scent surrounding him instead of his friend's. That instead of Kacchan's side pressing against his, it was his father's.

Izuku opened his eyes, staring sadly at the beautiful display of stars in front of him. He couldn't imagine it. He felt sad, yet at the same time, content. He knew, deep down, that he'd find his parents, and create all the memories he could possibly want with them.

Staring at the darkened sky, Izuku couldn't help but compare the moon to Killua's skin, and the stars to his eyes. Gon was like the sun, bright, happy and warm, while Killua was like the moon, calm, cool and comforting.

It was with these thoughts that he managed to fall asleep, feeling safe under the moon and surrounded by the warmth of his friends, lulled to sleep by their even breathing, nearly perfectly in sync.

"Promise me that when you find them, you'll bring them with you for another visit?" Aunt Mito asked as she embraced Izuku, arms wrapped tightly around him.
Izuku gave her a gentle squeeze. "I promise I will," he vowed.

Mito's eyes were watering, though she refused to let the tears fall. Izuku and his friends had stayed with her and Alluka for nearly two weeks, and it was time for them to get going again; she understood that.

Mito wiped away a stray tear as it slid down her cheek, pulling back from the hug; she gave Izuku a once over, committing his features to memory.
"Nanika and I really miss brother, so you should promise us, too!" Alluka added from where she was sharing a hug with Eijirou.

"Wait, Nanika?" Denki asked, but was promptly ignored.
The others in the group were hugged, too; Katsuki put up a fuss, but was eventually forced into the hugging though be clearly didn't enjoy it.

The group shared their final goodbyes before boarding the ship that would sail them away from Aunt Mito and Alluka; and Gon's childhood. The group stood at the railing, waving at Aunt Mito and Alluka as the ship started sailing; until they could no longer see the two women.

Izuku stared as Whale Island grew further and further away in the distance; and felt his heart tug painfully. He felt guilty for leaving the two behind; he wished they could come with him, or maybe they could come visit Japan.

That sounded like it could be fun. Izuku felt a smile tugging at the corners of his lips; and promised to himself. Once he found his parents, he would reunite everyone, and they could at least see each other again before they all decided on what to do.

"Holy shit," Katsuki whispered in awe.
Izuku shared the sentiment, head craned back to try and see the very top of the tower. Heaven's Arena was the fourth tallest building in the world, and Izuku felt complete awe as he stared.

They had seen the building as they flew over it, but it didn't truly register how tall the building was until they stood at it's base. They couldn't even see the top, no matter how far back they leaned.

Alluka had told them where they could find Heaven's Arena, and had booked their flights for them, too. She told them that she had visited the place with her brother once, when she had begged him to train her.

He had taken her, told her to reach the two hundredth floor, sat back and watched as she took six months to do so. Only then did he start teaching her how to use nen, as it was required to fight with from then on.

Alluka advised them to try and find two people, Wing and Zushi. Wing had apparently been the one to teach Gon and Killua, and might be willing to help them in their fights and better explain the uses of nen.

Denki had asked why she didn't just explain it to them, and Alluka responded sheepishly that she wasn't that good a teacher. She then proceeded to explain how some things worked at Heaven's Arena, so that they didn't go in completely clueless.

Now, here they stood, preparing to fight their way up to the two hundredth floor and above, in order to find and fight Hisoka, and their next clue.

Chapter Text

Izuku remembers the day he presented as alpha quite clearly. He was fourteen, just before he started at UA. His sense of smell had already been a little keen, but the moment he presented, he could instantly smell the grass, flowers, trees; anything really.

It was how he could smell his mom was a beta, but also that something was off about her smell. He had read that when you present, and smell your parents' true scent for the first time; it would fill you with a sense of comfort and warmth.

His mother's scent made him feel uneasy, and a deep longing that he just could not explain. And so, once he started making friends at UA, he could feel himself grow a little distant from her, but he just could not explain why he didn't want to be near her at times.

Kacchan presented as alpha, too. Izuku was not surprised, as Kacchan had the characteristics for a classic alpha; violent, ill tempered and dominant. He guesses it's one of the reasons why they fight so much, because they're both alphas, with a previous dislike for each other only adding fuel to the fire.

Izuku was happy though, to see his old friend gain new ones, too, without having to change and become someone he's not. Not that Kacchan would change for anyone, or so they thought.

Whenever Kacchan was with Kirishima and Kaminari, he grew soft, his rough edges softening so as not to scare off the omega in the group. It wasn't as obvious as one might think, but Katsuki's smile would slip into a small, controlled tilt of the lips, instead of his usual wide, wild display of teeth.

His eyes would soften, as well as his frown, and he would look like a perfect, protective and loving alpha. His behaviour mellowed out more after their fight and Katsuki learned of his and All Might's secret.

He started to become more of a team player, and a little less snappy. Little by little, Katsuki started to change. He was still his snappy self, but he was different. Izuku found himself regularly being able to hold a civil conversation with the other alpha.

Being able to talk openly with his childhood friend again, had caused a flutter in his chest, and butterflies in his stomach. He was overjoyed, because Kacchan meant so much to him, and not having him as a friend, broke his heart.

Until one day--on a Sunday--Izuku was relaxing in the common room with Tenya, Ochaco and Shoto, when he just suddenly realised, he had a crush on Kacchan.

The realisation had him snap his jaw shut in the middle of a sentence, stare wide eyed at the wall behind Shoto's head; his body frozen. What was he supposed to do with that?! He couldn't have feelings for Kacchan, it would ruin everything!

Kacchan was sitting with his friends at a table nearby, and he was shouting something at Sero; and Izuku felt overwhelmed. Tugging at his hair, Izuku let out a screech that drew everyone's attention.

"Deku?" Ochaco asked in surprise and concern.
"This isn't happening right now!" Izuku yelled, before he bolted from the room, leaving everyone stunned and confused.

Izuku started to avoid Kacchan as much as possible after that, but it was hard. He didn't want to ruin his newfound friendship with the other alpha, but he knew his feelings would get in the way. Just the few times he did talk to Kacchan after, had him stuttering and blushing like a fool.

Of course, Kacchan being himself, figured it out far too quickly and allowed Izuku time to comprehend his feelings before he confronted the timid alpha. It happened in the kitchen at three in the morning on a Saturday.

It was a chilly spring night, summer fast approaching them, the cold tile of the kitchen stung his bare feet as he made himself some tea. Izuku could hear someone walking up behind him, but didn't think much of it at first, far too deep in his thoughts, until the familiar scent reached him.

Izuku turned around, gulping audibly at the sight of Katsuki leaning in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, a frown tugging at his lips.
"K-Kacchan!!" Izuku squeaked.

There was no way for him to escape, he was trapped inside the kitchen as Katsuki blocked his only exit.
Katsuki sighed, briefly closing his eyes. "Why don't you tell me what's been making you act so weird," he suggested..

Izuku's eyes darted all over the kitchen, unable to reach the crimson of Katsuki's eyes.
"U-uhm, it's nothing, K-Kacchan!" Izuku stammered, hands fidgeting nervously.

Katsuki growled in frustration before he sighed in an effort to calm himself down.
"You've been avoiding me, and whenever we do talk, you act all spastic and weird," Katsuki stated as he moved closer to Izuku.

Izuku practically squealed at the sight of Katsuki approaching him.
"I! I-uhm," he stammered, body tense, until his shoulders just drooped and his gaze fell to the floor. "I'm sorry, Kacchan," he apologized softly.

Katsuki stilled, frowning. "Hah?" He asked in confusion.
"It wasn't my intention to get these feelings--I don't want to ruin our friendship!--but I can't help the way I feel and I'm just-I'm so sorry Kacchan," Izuku expressed, eyes pleading with Katsuki to understand and not hate him again.

Katsuki's frown deepened at the admission, biting the inside of his lower lip; he considered Deku. Izuku was captivating, with his wild curls and beautiful eyes, the freckles on his cheeks only made him more attractive, if not cute. His kind and gentle personality only added to this.

Katsuki watched as Izuku's eyes grew glassy with tears, and spared no thought to his actions as he cleared the distance between them and planted his lips against Deku's. Izuku inhaled sharply through his nose in surprise, but didn't pull away.

Katsuki didn't move at first, just kept their lips pressed together for a short while, steeling himself until he started to move his lips. Deku hesitated before he followed, a little clumsy and sloppy, but he was a fast learner.

Katsuki's lips tingled, and he hummed in approval as he licked Deku's lower lip. Izuku's lips parted for him with no hesitation, his tongue greeting Katsuki's. Katsuki started to frown a little as they started to battle for dominance.

Neither of them wanted to concede, and it was one of the main reasons why Katsuki never truly wanted to pursue a romantic relationship with Izuku. He had realised his feelings a long time ago, which is why he had been acting so civil toward Deku.

The alphas in them just would not allow either of them to concede and be submissive. Deku seemed to realise this too, as he tried to slow the kiss down a little to pull back to breathe; to think. He broke the kiss, gasping for air, but it just caused Katsuki to growl in irritation and chase after Izuku.

"Kacchan-wait-" Izuku tried speaking between kisses, but Katsuki wouldn't allow him to pull away long enough to gather his thoughts and form a sentence.
Katsuki's growls started to show his frustration with the situation as he started to grow more forceful.

His hands gripped Izuku's wrists so that the smaller couldn't push him away or push back, his lips pressing with bruising force against Deku's, his frown so deep it started to hurt.
"Kacchan, wait-stop!" Izuku turned his head away to the side.

Katsuki growled in frustration once more, releasing one of Deku's wrists to grab his chin forcefully, lips reconnecting once more. Izuku pressed his free hand into Katsuki's chest, wanting to push him away, but moaned instead and fisted his shirt.

It was a little exciting, Katsuki's forcefulness and their unwillingness to submit to the other. Katsuki released his jaw once he was certain Izuku wouldn't try to move away again; and trailed his fingers into soft curls, tugging sharply on the black-green strands.

Izuku moaned lowly as his other hand was freed. Izuku moved his now free hand to curl into the blond strands at the base of Katsuki's neck, tugging sharply, swallowing the blond's resulting groan. Katsuki's free hand trailed under Izuku's shirt, rubbing up and down his sides, moving higher and higher until his thumb rubbed over Izuku's nipple.

Izuku's moan was loud, head tilting back as he panted, sucking in air like he was starved as Katsuki's lips locked onto his neck.
"Hey, are you guys okay-?" Eijirou's voice cut off as he entered the kitchen, eyes wide and lips parted in surprise.

Katsuki moved away slightly from Izuku, eyes wild and lips curled to reveal his teeth; and snarled.
Eijirou backed up a little in surprise, taking in the sight and situation before him.

He had been unable to fall asleep, and wanted to get a glass of water, or maybe some tea, when he heard growls and Izuku's voice. He couldn't hear what he said, but he could make out the word 'stop' and had jogged to the kitchen in fear that his friend was being assaulted.

He did not expect to see his two crushes making out. Katsuki took a few deep breaths, recognizing Eijirou's scent, and registered that he was a beta, and that thought as well as his scent helped him cool down, his clouded mind clearing.

Katsuki's crimson eyes roamed over Eijirou, he could both smell and see the clear hurt in Eijirou; his gaze softened.
"Kiri," he called softly, voice hoarse as he took a step back from Izuku.

Izuku felt a little thankful for the distraction as he took this time to clear his mind and breathe properly, his cheeks were tinted red.
"Are you guys okay?" Eijirou asked quietly, hesitant, gaze moving to the tiled floor.

"We are, thank you, Kirishima," Izuku spoke, sounding a little breathless.
Eijirou nodded, still not making eye contact with either of them as he hesitated. Should he still get his water, or would that be too awkward. He bit his lip, unintentionally drawing blood.

"I uhm," he said, jerking his thumb behind him.
"Was there something you wanted from the kitchen? I'm sorry if we bothered you," Izuku apologized sincerely.
Eijirou's tongue tasted like copper, and he frowned.

"Well I just,"
"You're bleeding," Katsuki cut him off, gesturing to his own lip.
Eijirou's frown deepened and he could feel a warm bead of blood trailing from his lips and down to his jaw, and on his neck, disappearing underneath his shirt.

Shit, did he bite clean through his lip? Was that why it was bleeding so much?
"You should take care of that," Shoto stated as he appeared behind Eijirou.
The three males already in the room jumped at his sudden appearance, a strange hissing noise leaving Katsuki's throat.

"Damn it, Icy-Hot, don't just sneak up on people like that!" Katsuki growled.
Shoto turned to stare blankly at him. "Then don't start making out in front of someone,"
Katsuki made a strange choking noise as Izuku's blush deepened.

"I didn't even realise you were there, Todoroki!" Izuku squeaked.
Shoto hummed as he moved passed Eijirou and into the kitchen, not caring for the situation. "I was studying, but I couldn't focus so I came down here to have some tea. You came in after me, Midoriya," he stated as he moved to pour himself some more tea.

Eijirou felt a little awkward, but slowly inched his way into the kitchen to get a cube of ice to press to his lip and staunch the bleeding.
"Fucking beta," Katsuki growled, and ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

Eijirou tensed, thinking Katsuki was angry with him, but noticed the blond wasn't even looking in his direction. Eijirou tensely grabbed the handle of the freezer and rummaged around for a cube of ice.

Shoto frowned at Katsuki. "What makes you think that?" He asked before he took a sip of his tea.
Katsuki glared at him. "Hah?"
"What makes you think I'm a beta," Shoto clarified.

Katsuki snarled again. "You fucking smell like one, that's what,"
Shoto frowned as he hummed. "I see, so I smell like a beta to you? To all of you?" He asked.
Izuku nodded, a confused look on his face as Eijirou pressed the ice cube to his lip.
"Yup," the redhead answered.

Shoto stared thoughtfully into his tea, seeming a little bothered.
"Wait, why do you say it like that? Are you not supposed to smell like a beta?" Eijirou asked curiously.
Shoto shook his head. "No, but I suppose it's my suppressants that change my scent,"

Katsuki's eyebrows shot up as Izuku sputtered and Eijirou dropped his ice cube.
"Wait, what?! Suppressants? Does that mean-?" Eijirou cut himself off.
Shoto nodded. "I'm an omega," he replied.

Izuku made a strange keening noise as Katsuki started to rumble. Omega were rare and prized, very special to all beta and alpha. In their class--up until that point--Denki was the only omega, and he was treasured by his classmates—when he wasn't being teased and affectionately made fun of.

It was common to present as a beta, alpha happened quite often, too, but omega were not so. They were uncommon, bordering on rare, and whenever there was one, they were always fought over.

"This is-! Why are you using suppressants?!" Katsuki shouted, voice nearly demanding. .
Shoto shrugged. "My dad started shoving them down my throat when I first presented, and I just never thought to stop using them," he admitted.

Katsuki growled, a deep frown on his face. "This is not okay," he stated firmly.
Shoto raised a brow at him as Izuku nodded his agreement.
"Suppressants are bad for you, you need to stop using them," Katsuki voiced with finality.

Shoto frowned, considering. If he stopped using the suppressants, he would have to deal with alpha and beta alike chasing after him, not to mention his heat. He would start his first heat once he was off of the suppressants for merely three days.

He had spent his very first heat alone, and he had never been able to have one again after that, but he could clearly remember how much it had sucked. On the plus side, he would not feel so nauseous anymore, and the resulting depression would probably disappear too.

Shoto could feel like himself again. He bit his lips, unsure.
Izuku blinked in surprise as he watched Shoto consider Katsuki's words. He hadn't expected Shoto to listen so easily. The alpha in him stirred at the sight of a willing and submissive omega.

He had never thought that Shoto could be an omega, but that would explain his ethereal beauty, and also why he had such a strange scent; not to mention how skinny he was. He couldn't help the image that formed in his head, of Shoto looking more omega, hips a little wider with a bit more fat on him. Izuku hummed in approval.

"I suppose I'll consider," Shoto answered after a small silence, and took another sip of tea.
"This conversation took a really weird turn," Eijirou grumbled, pouting at his melted ice cube on the ground, tinted pink with blood.

Suddenly, Izuku was reminded of his strange make out session with Kacchan, and knew he had to talk with the blond alpha. They couldn't really pursue a romantic relationship; they just weren't made to be together.

They were both alphas, and not one of them could submit in a kiss, what would happen when it came to sex? It wasn't even as if they could avoid the topic all together, they had ruts, not to mention they were still teenagers and their hormones are still all over the place.

Izuku sighed as he rubbed a hand over his face, unsure of what to do.
Katsuki made a sudden angered noise as he moved to Shoto, getting into his personal space. "You better consider it wisely, or I'll force you to stop using them. Omega are far too precious to use something as unnecessary as suppressants. You're too precious. So stop using that harmful shit and stop worrying,"

Shoto's eyebrows raised as Eijirou and Izuku stared in surprise. None of them had ever thought they'd hear the word 'precious' leave Katsuki's mouth, and never had they thought he'd call someone else precious, much less Shoto of all people.

Shoto still felt unsure, but nodded his consent, a warm feeling in his chest at being called precious and someone expressing their concern for him. "Okay, I'll stop using them in time for the next break," he replied.

Katsuki rumbled deep in his chest in approval.
"Wait, why not stop now?" Eijirou asked, confused.
Shoto hummed and turned his head to look at the redhead. "So that I have enough time for my heat to finish before school starts again," he answered.

Eijirou's brows rose in realisation.
"You're going to go into heat when you stop using them? So soon?" Izuku asked in surprise.
Shoto nodded. "Yes, since I was forced to start taking them during my first ever heat, my body is basically begging for it, at this point,"

Katsuki growled again, running a hand through his hair. He could feel the alpha in him stir at the thought of an omega going into heat, but tried to suppress it.
"Fucking-! You should have stopped using them a long time ago!" Katsuki scolded.

Shoto shrugged and finished his tea, moving around the alpha, he bid the group goodnight before he disappeared. The three remaining watched quietly as he left, before glancing at one another.

"Uhm." Kirishima awkwardly gestured to the door before he walked toward it haltingly, and bolted away once he left the kitchen.
Katsuki sighed as he ran a hand down his face, turning to face Izuku.

Izuku bit his swollen lower lip before clearing his throat. "We should probably go to bed a-and talk about this tomorrow?" He suggested.
Katsuki nodded silently, and the two stared at one another, unsure of what to do.

Izuku eventually moved closer, pecked Katsuki once on the lips and then on his cheek before he mumbled his goodnight and left the kitchen. Katsuki leant against the kitchen counter, thoughts swirling.

The two didn't talk the next day, but a week later. It wasn't even as though the two were avoiding each other, but took the week to comprehend their feelings and consider the pros and cons of pursuing a relationship together.

The two made plans to talk that Saturday morning. Once Deku showed up at Katsuki's room; it was a little awkward at first. The two sat beside each other on Katsuki's bed, the room silent.

The two eventually started talking calmly, but it quickly turned into an argument that gained volume very quickly. Deku admitted he had strong feelings for Katsuki, but he didn't want to pursue a relationship farther than friendship, because of how hard it was going to be.

Izuku didn't want to give up just because it was going to be hard, but because it would physically be impossible for them to have a healthy relationship. The previous weeks' kiss was proof enough, but Katsuki refused to give in.

He wanted more. He wanted Deku as more than a friend; and admitted to as much, but Izuku stubbornly argued that it would just end up a disaster.
They screamed at each other for hours, until their voices were raw and hurt; eyes red and irritated from tears.

Eventually, Izuku yelled at Katsuki that he could just be with Kirishima, since he obviously had feelings for the beta, and those feelings were quite clearly returned. Katsuki had grown quiet in his confusion.

"Wait, I though Kiri liked you?" He said in confusion.
Izuku scrunched his nose up. "Where did you get that idea? It's obvious he likes you?" He sounded unsure.
Katsuki frowned. "He's always worried about you, and he gets touchy with you, too,"

Izuku bit the inside of his lip. "But he's that way with you, too," he argued.
The two paused, staring at one another.
"Is it a coincidence?" Izuku asked.
Katsuki shrugged a little "Who else is he like that with?"

The two considered this briefly.
"Well I mean, he's like that with Denki, but that might just be because they're close friends and Kaminari is an omega," Izuku noted.
"He's like that with half n half, too," Katsuki stated.

Izuku frowned at this, though. "But why? We only figured out that Todoroki is an omega last week,"
Katsuki stared at Izuku, considering.
"Kirishima is naturally a very caring person, but with you, Todoroki and I, it seems a little...more," Izuku stated.

Katsuki made a curious noise. "So wait, does he have a crush on all three of us?"
Izuku shrugged helplessly. "He might, it's not impossible,"
"Do you?" Katsuki asked suddenly.

"What?" Izuku asked, confused.
"Do you like us three? Icy-Hot, Kiri and me, I mean," Katsuki clarified.
Izuku blinked. He recalled how he felt the previous week when he found out about Shoto's omega status, and even before that he could easily have admitted that the dual haired teen was attractive, but was it more than just that; attraction?

Izuku thought deeply. Todoroki was special; a hard earned friend who was very special to him, like Kacchan, but different. Did he have a crush on Todoroki? Izuku felt his chest flutter as he thought of himself holding hands with his friend, kissing, doing couplie things.

His thoughts drifted much the same with Kirishima, and he felt a blush spread across his cheeks as he thought of all four of them together in a relationship.
"Do you?" He asked Katsuki after a few moments of quiet.

Katsuki stared almost blankly at him.
The two were quiet for a small while, considering.
"I," Katsuki started, breaking the silence. "I don't completely hate the idea of all of us together,"

Izuku nodded slowly. It would solve their problem, too. If they both could have an omega and beta to share; they could have a romantic relationship like they both wanted.

Katsuki seemed to think the same as him, blinking a few times. "Should we...ask them?" He asked hesitantly.
Izuku blinked in surprise before blushing. "I mean, I think so? There's only really one way to find out, right?"

Katsuki nodded absently and turned on his heel, and left the room. Izuku sputtered before following after the other alpha.
"Kacchan, wait-!"
"Kiri!" Katsuki's shout cut him off.

The beta was just exiting his own room, and turned to look at the duo, a strained smile on his lips. "Hey, Bakugo, Midoriya, what's up?"
Katsuki frowned a little, and could tell something was bothering his friend.

"What's wrong?" Katsuki asked, ignoring his and Deku's dilemma for a moment.
Kirishima smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck as a small blush settled on his cheek bones. "I can't hide anything from you, huh?" He muttered.

Katsuki raised a brow at him, questioning.
Kirishima sighed, lowering his hand; and his gaze. "Look, I don't want to be a shitty friend or anything-I'm happy for you guys! But, I mean, it doesn't change the fact how I feel about you, and I just want to clear the air-and get this off my chest so that I can be a good friend to you both and not have my feelings get in the way of your relationship-"

As he was explaining, occasionally glancing up at the couple and gesturing with his hands, the two alpha shared a look, nodded; and Katsuki cut him off with a kiss.

Kirishima froze, eyes wide, unsure of what to do or how to react. Should he kiss him back? He really wanted to, but Izuku was standing right there, watching; and weren't the two of them together now?

Katsuki pulled back, eyes roaming over Kiri's face, before he chuckled.
"You look so shocked," he mentioned..
"It's 'cause I am," Kirishima admitted.
Izuku smiled kindly at Kirishima as he said: "We'll explain everything, okay?"

Kiri nodded, unsure; and let himself be dragged to Katsuki's room where the two explained everything they could to him. Kirishima felt a little unsure as he admitted that, yes, he did have feelings for Shoto, but thought that it made him weird for having such strong feelings for three different people.

But it didn't matter anymore, because the two alphas assured him it was fine, it was completely normal-he was normal. That, or they were all weird, but that was okay, too; because they could all be weird together.

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That upcoming summer, Shoto intended on getting rid of his suppressants and finally embracing his omega side fully. He wasn't particularly looking forward to the heat he would suffer through, but it was the only real down side to it all.

He made a mental note to thank Katsuki for convincing him to stop using the harmful drug. How should he do that, though? He highly doubted the alpha would appreciate a wrapped gift; a meal maybe? He'd consider it later.

There was one week of school left, and as far as Shoto knew, most of his classmates got permission to go home. The school wasn't holding anymore summer camps, considering what had happened at the last one, and most students took advantage and went home.

Shoto himself had decided to stay at the dorms, not really feeling up to dealing with his father, what with how strangely the man had been acting lately. Trying to be a real father? Shoto almost snorted.

He still couldn't find it in himself to forgive the man, but it was nice to have the usual tension be gone, and slowly, things started to feel more like what Shoto imagined normal families felt like.

If only his mom could come home--and his big brother Touya--they could finally feel like a real family. His mom coming home was an actual possibility, but his big brother? There was no way. He didn't even know where Touya was.

"Todoroki?" Izuku's soft voice broke him out of his thoughts.
Shoto hummed gently in acknowledgement, eyes focusing on his friend's concerned face.

"You look and smell a little upset, is everything okay?" Izuku questioned.
Shoto nodded, absentminded. Why was he suddenly thinking of Touya? When was the last time? Did he even remember what his big brother looked like?

Shoto's eyes squinted a bit as he tried to conjure an image of his big brother in his mind's eye. Did he have white hair like Natsuo, or red streaks like Fuyumi? No, Touya had red hair, like their father, and the matching turquoise eyes.

So he had the basic details down, but what did he actually look like? The shape of his face, eyes, nose, lips? What did his voice sound like, his touch feel like? Did he ever touch his big brother?

"I can practically see the steam coming from your ears with how hard you're thinking," Katsuki's voice cut through his thoughts as the alpha placed a trey in front of him; and slumped down in the seat next to Shoto.

Ever since he had revealed his true second gender to the two alphas and beta, they had been acting a little differently around him, Katsuki most of all. Kirishima seemed much more caring and affectionate with him, and tended to get a little bit more touchy.

Izuku was much the same, and tended to chirp at him a few times at random, and was much more protective of him. Katsuki, though, had gone soft on him. He would rumble at him, scold him if he wasn't taking care of himself, and even started to bring him food to ensure he ate healthy.

Shoto didn't actually mind that they were acting differently towards him now, it just took him a small while to get used to. He actually really appreciated the affection, and the way they were all looking after him.

Ochaco and Iida took a while to get used to this, that and the fact that Bakugo and his group seemed to now be part of theirs, but eventually, it just started to be the new norm.

They even got a new addition, Shinso Hitoshi, who had transferred to the hero course in the start of their second year. Denki had almost instantly taken a liking to the indigo haired alpha, and with a bit of difficulty, he befriended the male.

Katsuki occasionally argued with the other alpha, but he was mostly calm around the other, choosing instead to focus all of his energy on his polyamorous relationship with Eijirou and Izuku, as well as Shoto, whom they all were hoping would want to join said relationship

"Is something bothering you?" Eijirou asked from his place next to Izuku, across from Katsuki.
Shoto hummed thoughtfully around his chopsticks. "I was just thinking of my family,"

"Really? I thought you disliked your family," Denki stated from Eijirou's other side.
Shoto shook his head. "I dislike my father, not my entire family,"
Denki nodded in answer, attention drifting as Shinso took a seat on his free side.

Denki had a pretty big habit of sticking himself to Shinso and eating his food out of his plate. It got to the point where Shinso started to just put extra food on his plate for Denki, and eventually, the omega stopped getting his own food in favour of eating Shinso's.

It wasn't even like the alpha minded, he did a little at first, but now he was so used to it, and it greatly satisfied his alpha that he was able to feed an omega, one that seemed interested in him only.

Shoto could smell a romance coming.
"Did that bastard do something to you?" Katsuki asked, his tone strangely calm; it was a little unnerving.
Shoto shook his head, not missing the brief doubt, and immense relief that quickly flickered in those crimson eyes.

Shoto wasn't sure, but sometimes he felt like Katsuki knew what had happened to him in his past. He would question the alpha about it later, when he wasn't so hungry and interested in Shinso and Denki.

The indigo haired alpha was currently feeding the blond omega, a look of utter satisfaction on the alpha's face, and bliss on the blond's. Shoto couldn't help the jealousy he felt, but he was also happy for the other omega.

He was lucky, to have found such a kind and caring alpha, one that didn't seem interested in anyone else, nor did he seem interested in only Denki's body and what he had to offer sex wise, but genuinely interested in Denki as a person.

Shoto wondered if he'd ever get to experience that.
"Did you think about we talked about in the kitchen?" Katsuki asked suddenly.
Shoto considered him, noting the carefully neutral expression the blond held; and nodded.

"Well?" The blond pushed, seeming a little eager.
"I'm going to stop using them this summer," he stated.
This time, Katsuki couldn't keep the surprise and relief from showing on his face.

"Really? That's awesome!" Kirishima exclaimed, excited.
Shoto smiled a small smile at the redhead's enthusiasm.
"Are you going home, then, or?" Izuku asked.

"No, I'm staying here." Shoto shook his head. "I don't feel like dealing with my dad, he can be a little...overbearing these days,"
Katsuki blinked in surprise. "Wait, you're staying here?"

Shoto nodded, chewing on his food, but not wanting to pause the conversation.
He didn't miss the look the two alphas and beta shared, but chose not to say anything.
"I think Kami said he was staying here, too," Kirishima mumbled.

Shoto's eyebrows rose at the news. This might not end very well, two omega in heat in the same building, both unprotected; he couldn't help but feel a little nervous now. That was assuming Denki even went in heat, but the possibilities were very high.

If he went into his heat, it could trigger Denki's, especially considering that the other omega wasn't on any suppressants, and hasn't been as far as Shoto knew. The two of them could cause numerous alpha to go into rut. Shoto bit his lip.

He was plagued with worries for the remainder of the week, and was shocked to see that Denki wasn't the only one to stay at the dorms, but so were Izuku, Katsuki and Eijirou. His stress levels rose at this, knowing that there were going to be two alpha in the dorms already, Shoto sighed.

A week into summer, Shoto knew he couldn't hold off any longer, and stopped taking his suppressants. After a whole day without, he could already feel the difference, and likewise he could already feel his heat approaching.

As it turned out, Shinso was staying at the dorms, too, though he and Denki spent most of their time together. Currently, the lot of them were sitting at one of the tables that the class usually ate breakfast together at.

Denki stretched as he yawned, back cracking at the movement, before giving Izuku a curious look.
"I don't get why you didn't go home, aren't you and your mom like, super close?" He asked after a small while.

Izuku glanced up at him, hand stilling his writing in one of his notebooks. Shoto felt himself get a little interested in what Izuku had to say.
"We are but." Izuku paused, a deep frown tugging at his brows as he bit the end of his pen. "Ever since I presented and I could smell her scent better, something's been bothering me,"

"It’s like, something is missing, and being around her too long makes me uneasy," he explained.
Shoto closed his eyes as he took another sip of his tea, leaning back in his seat.
"Makes you uneasy? That's a little weird," Eijirou voiced with a frown.

Denki chuckled, seemingly waving the whole conversation off in favour of another. "What's weird is you, Todoroki, your scent is starting to change," he stated, taking a sniff in Shoto's direction as he leant across the table.

Eijirou nearly choked on his tea as Bakugo gave them an interested look, seemingly off in his own world as he sat next to Deku, staring at his notebook, chin propped up on the palm of his right hand.

"You're starting to smell like an omega," Shinso added, though he seemed a little uninterested.
Shoto nodded, taking a sip of tea before he answered. "I was on suppressants, but I stopped taking them yesterday,"

Shinso and Denki's eyes widened a little, before suddenly all three alphas in the room started to rumble, and Denki actually chirped as he stood up to lean all the way across the table and grab Shoto's shoulders.
"Really?! You're actually an omega?!" He yelled excitedly.

Shoto nodded again, feeling a little confused as Denki let out a celebratory yell. Usually, an omega wouldn't necessarily like to have another in their territory, especially one who had been getting so much love and attention, it would now be shared, so why was Denki so excited?

"Now I finally have someone to talk about all these stuff with!!" He cheered as he came running around the table to grab Shoto's hands before he gasped almost dramatically. "We can even spend our heats together, this is great!"

Shoto blushed darkly at his words, and had to force down a purr at the suggestion.
"Suppressants really suck, I remember when I was on them, they never could find the right combination for me; I got so sick, I think I almost died," Denki explained as he gave Shoto's hands a squeeze.

"Fucking, what?" Bakugo asked suddenly.
Denki looked towards him, and nodded. Both Bakugo and Shinso growled at this. Shoto sighed again, knowing that either one or the other was about to scold Denki.

"Don't worry about it, Bakubro, I'm okay now!" Denki reassured as he released one of Shoto's hands to wave in the alpha's direction.
Shoto couldn't help but smile at the unsure look on Katsuki's face, but the alpha seemed to accept the omega's words.

Katsuki always tended to be very concerned for the people he was closest with, like a pack alpha. Shoto supposed Katsuki would make a good pack alpha, his omega purred at the idea, though it wasn't anything official. Who knew Katsuki could be such a mother hen.

Shoto smiled at the idea, fighting not to laugh aloud.
"Anyway, you're about to start your heat, right? I can smell it," Denki stated, face moving to get into his personal space.
Shoto blinked, before nodding reluctantly.

"That's okay, don't worry, I'll take care of you," Denki reassured with a smile.
That was how Shoto spent his heat with Denki. It was strange, it wasn't even if they could both offer the other a knot like an alpha could, but it was a lot better than spending it alone.

Kiri, bless his kind soul, would occasionally come by to check on them and bring them food, reassuring them that he would not let the alphas near their floor, or near them. The two weeks they spent in heat went by relatively slow, but once it finally did end, the two felt a sense of relief.

It hadn't helped that they had known there were three available alphas in the building, but every once in a while, their scent would waft into the room, and their omega side just begged them to call out to the alphas and have them knot them.

Nevertheless, it was over and they were relieved. Kiri even offered to help them clean up, which they were truly grateful for. After all that, it was no surprise when they practically passed out once they reached their beds, and slept for nearly an entire day.

Every time Kiri exited their room, he was pulled into the longest make out session of his life, as the omega’s scent would cling to him. It wasn't enough to send the three alphas into a rut, but it was enough for them to briefly lose themselves in the moment.

Bakugo even allowed Shinso in on the action, as long as Kiri was okay with it. Suffice to say, Kiri was a little relieved that it was all over. Handling three alphas all by himself was hard.

The following night, Katsuki and Izuku insisted they check up on Shoto, and Eijirou sighed in resignation as he followed them up to the omega's room. Shoto was up and about, though still seemed a bit tired, but not too tired as he answered the door fairly quickly.

Shoto allowed his friends into his room, gesturing to his room for them to find a seat wherever they could. They all eventually sat down in a circle, Shoto noted how nervous Izuku seemed.

Katsuki was glancing around his room, this being the first time he'd entered the omega's room.
"So," Shoto started, gaining all their attention.
It was quiet, and Shoto rose a brow at the groups strange behaviour.

"Uhm!" Izuku started, voice sounding a bit high pitched. "We were hoping we could talk with you, a-about-uhm, I-we-!" Izuku cut himself off, face red.
Katsuki shook his head at the other alpha--he was hopeless.

"We wanted to ask you something," Katsuki stated, choosing to take over, lest they want to stay here the rest of the night and wait for Izuku to find his words.
"Okay," Shoto replied, nodding once as he stared at Katsuki.

The blond alpha could feel a light blush dusting over his cheek bones, turning his head away when he couldn't hold Shoto's intense gaze anymore.
"Uhm," he stammered.
Eijirou sighed. "I'm too tired for this," he mumbled under his breath before turning his gaze on the omega.

"You know how the three of us." He gestures with his right hand to himself, Izuku and Katsuki. "Are in a relationship?" He asked.
Shoto nodded slowly after briefly observing the three. "Romantic relationship, right?"

"Right," Eijirou confirmed.
He hesitated, chewing on his lower lip as Shoto tilted his head curiously; he took a deep breath. "We were wondering if you'd consider, maybe...joining us?" He asked nervously.

Shoto's eyebrows shot up, glancing to Katsuki, who nodded his agreement to Eijirou's words, and Izuku, who stared at his clasped hands in his lap, face still tinted red as he chewed on his lip, apprehensive.

"Join you?" Shoto asked, confused, turning back to the beta.
Eijirou nodded, never once taking his eyes off of the omega.
"I don't understand, you want me to be a part of your relationship?" Shoto asked to clarify.

"That's right," Katsuki answered.
"We don't expect you to answer right away!" Izuku cut in urgently. "If you don't want to, we totally understand, but uhm," he trailed off.
"Before you decide, at least let us take you out on a date first?" Katsuki asked.

Shoto stared at the alpha, noting a look of desperation in those crimson orbs. Never mind going on a date, Shoto wasn't sure if he even liked one of them, much less all three of them.

Shoto bit his lower lip as he moved his gaze to stare at Katsuki's collarbone instead as he thought. It was no secret that the three of them were attractive, but could he even see himself doing all of those couplie things with any of them?

"I need time to think," Shoto stated instead of answering their questions.
Eijirou was looking at him with something akin to despair, and he tried to ignore the disappointment in both Katsuki and Izuku's scents.

"We'll leave you to it then," Katsuki murmured quietly as he stood up, the rest of them following suit.
Shoto choked down the guilt as Katsuki moved closer to nuzzle at his neck in goodbye as he usually does.

He watched them walk away, shoulders slumped in defeat and sadness glossing over their features. Shoto spent about a month thinking over his feelings.

He could hardly ignore the longing looks the three sent him, and how strangely they started to act. Eijirou's smiles grew dimmer, Izuku started acting a little more nervous, and Katsuki grew quiet.

An entire month of this and he decided he didn't like them being so depressed, and agreed to a date with them. The small, little excited smile from Katsuki he received, made butterflies erupt in his stomach.

They ended up going on more than one date, and Shoto found himself falling for them all, and hard, too. It was the start of a strange relationship; a close friendship to the outside world, lovers to friends and family who witnessed their little public displays of affection.

It was a strange relationship, but it worked for them, and that's all that truly mattered.

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As it turns out, it wasn't quite as easy to find two people, with only names and vague descriptions. It took them about a month before all of them reached the 180th floor, and only then did they start searching for Wing and Zushi in earnest.

All the levels below the hundredth only held weak opponents, but they started getting stronger the higher the level. Katsuki, Izuku, Shoto, Eijirou and Denki moved up the levels the fastest, but chose to wait for the rest of their friends, so they could move up equally.

Katsuki had just finished his fight that would move him up to the 190th floor, when he was approached by a man a few years older than him.
"I was watching your fight, you're really amazing!" The man praised, excited.

Katsuki eyed the guy for a bit, noting that he fit the description Alluka had given them for Zushi.
"Yeah?" He said, not sure what else to reply with.
"Your fighting style is really unique, and you're really powerful for how young you are!" He continued, not seeming the least bit put off by Katsuki's short answer.

"Think so?" Katsuki asked.
He watched, barely listening as the guy continued to compliment him on his fighting, and started to talk about his own fighting style. The guy was a weirdo, but he fit Zushi's description so well, Katsuki just had to know.

Not wanting to sound like a creep by just asking the guy if his name was Zushi, he settled for the next best thing.
"Listen, do you know someone named Gon, or Killua. Alluka, maybe?" He questioned, cutting the other off.

The man blinked at him, looking hesitant. "I do,"
Katsuki's eyebrows shot up, heart skipping a beat.
"How do you know them?" The man asked, eyeing him up and down, a little apprehensive.

Katsuki moved his right hand and pressed it against his chest, scarred fingers spread. "I just met Alluka a few weeks ago, she's...family of my mate," he explained.
The guy's eyebrows rose a little at this, though he still seemed a bit unsure.

"I'll explain better, if you'd be willing to come with me? I have evidence," Katsuki stated.
The guy hesitated a moment before he nodded, smiled; and held out his hand for Katsuki to shake. "My name is Zushi, it's an honour to meet you,"

Katsuki blinked before he smirked, barely noticing how that caused Zushi to flinch a little; he took his hand and shook.
"Bakugo Katsuki," he stated.

He lead Zushi to the elevator, where the two stood in mostly silence. Katsuki nearly whined when the lift stopped at a different floor and people flooded in; and someone elbowed his bruised ribs.

A month of nonstop fighting was taking it's toll; he didn't give his body time to heal, not to mention his previous opponent had nearly gotten the best of him. He hasn't been using his quirk, unsure whether or not it was even allowed.

They wanted to keep their quirks a secret, so that when they reached the two hundredth floor, they could take their opponents by surprise. Still, Katsuki was bruised and tired; muscles stiff and cramping.

Maybe he could convince Shoto to rub some ointment on his bruises. The elevator dinged and opened on their floor; Katsuki gestured for Zushi to follow him.

Zushi was a little nervous to follow a stranger to his room, but if this person truly was friends with Alluka, then surely they wouldn't do anything bad to him? But looking at the younger alpha, he could tell the blond didn't mean him any harm, he was clearly too tired to even want to fight him.

Not to mention, Zushi wasn't exactly a weak little kid anymore. He was a floor master now, after all.
Katsuki opened the door to his room, where he knew everyone would be waiting for him.

They always seemed to gravitate towards his room, and he wasn't sure why. Ochaco had once told him they did it because he had a comforting scent, but Katsuki didn't believe that entirely.

"Kacchan, you're back! We watched your fight, you did really good!" Izuku greeted him from where he sat on the bed next to Eijirou and Shoto. Denki and Hitoshi were also laying on the bed, squished between the wall and Shoto; cuddling.

Katsuki sighed. The rooms may have large beds, but that didn't mean they could all continue to share one bed.
"Look who I found," he stated instead, gesturing for Zushi to come in.
He walked into the room, seeming a little nervous as he glanced at the seven others in the room.

"Hi!" Ochaco called from the foot of the bed, waving enthusiastically.
"Did little Kacchan make a friend?" Hitoshi asked after he sat up, hair mussed and wild; left arm pressing against Shoto's side.

"Hah?! What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!" Katsuki asked angrily.
Zushi jumped slightly as Katsuki moved to swing the door shut, slamming it into place.
"I'm so proud of you, Katsuki," Shoto said, deadpan, seeming utterly serious.

Katsuki opened and closed his mouth, unsure whether or not Shoto was serious and how to respond.
"You fucks, it's fucking Zushi, you assholes," he cussed.
"Oh!" Izuku jumped from the bed as Denki sat up too.

"Wait, you seriously found him?" Denki asked.
Izuku smiled brightly as he moved to the older male. "My name is Izuku Midoriya, it's nice to meet you,"
Zushi smiled. "It's nice to-wait, Izuku?" He cut himself off mid sentence, features pulled in surprise.

Izuku nodded.
Zushi practically shouted: "Gon and Killua's son?!"
"Yeah," Izuku replied, a little shy.
Zushi's jaw dropped in awe as he stared at Izuku for a few moments.

"I need to go tell master Wing, he'll want to meet you, too, if that's alright?" Zushi asked after he shook himself out of his stupor.
Izuku nodded a little too eager. "That'd be great, we've been looking for the two of you," he explained.

Zushi nodded as he turned to the door. "I'll be right back, then," he said before he left.
"What a weirdo," Denki commented as he lay back down.

Katsuki moved to sit at the edge of the bed, groaning softly as he moved his left shoulder.
"You okay?" Eijirou asked as Izuku moved to get the first aid kit.
"Everything hurts," Katsuki stated, complaining.

This was another thing that changed about him. He was more willing to tell the others when he was hurt, and in return, he expected them to do the same for him. Eijirou moved to pull Katsuki's shirt off, noting with distaste how his alpha's body trembled ever so slightly.

Izuku moved to kneel in front of Katsuki as he and Eijirou prepared to rub ointment into his skin that would help with his bruises and the discomfort he felt, as well as clean out the multiple cuts and scrapes he had received.

Katsuki wasn't sure, but he suspected he may have a broken rib or two. Instead of voicing his suspicion, he watched as Deku started to clean the multiple scrapes and small cuts he had on his forearms and hands; Eijirou started to rub the ointment onto his back.

Ochaco and Tenya were playing cards, Shoto sitting and watching the game with Hitoshi practically falling asleep on his shoulder. Katsuki enjoyed the relative silence, as well as Eijirou's hands rubbing at his back, trying to get his muscles to relax.

"Ah, fuck!" Katsuki yelled in pain, moving out of Eijirou's reach.
Eijirou had pressed a little too hard on the side of his ribs, which caused a sharp pain to shoot through his body; and confirming his suspicion. Katsuki felt the bed jerk as everyone jumped at his shout.

"Shit, Katsuki, I'm sorry," Eijirou apologised fiercely.
Katsuki shook his head and sighed. He got hurt pretty bad with his last opponent, and it made him wonder, could he have been a nen user? He was ridiculously strong, and if Katsuki had been any weaker, he would have walked away with a lot more than a broken rib.

"You okay, Bakubro?" Denki asked as they all moved to crowd around him.
" 'M fine," he stated.
Eijirou moved to climb off the bed, sitting on his knees on the floor next to Katsuki's left leg; hand moving to squeeze the blond alpha's thigh. "I'm sorry," he apologized again.

"It's not you fault." Katsuki assured as he shook his head.
Shoto moved and placed a hand flat on his back, dragging it down to where Eijirou had pressed earlier, applying a little pressure there.

When he received no further complaints, he moved to grab the ointment in order to rub more of it on his alpha, this time on his sides and chest.
"It's probably just cracked, it should be okay if we bandage it tightly," he stated.

Tenya sighed, shaking his head. "You need to take better care of your body, Bakugo," he chided.
Katsuki waved him off, but nodded nonetheless.
"You nearly gave us a heart attack," Hitoshi stated from behind Katsuki.

Katsuki turned to glare at the other alpha over his shoulder as Shoto climbed off the bed.
"Lean back," the omega ordered.
Izuku moved out of the way, having finished cleaning the scrapes and cuts, as well as rubbing ointment on the bruises on Katsuki's arms; and bandaging them.

Eijirou moved too, sitting on the bed as Hitoshi shuffled to sit behind Katsuki, his legs on either side of the blond alpha, feet perched on the floor. Katsuki leaned back, leaning against Hitoshi's chest as Shoto sat down on his legs to better reach his chest and abdomen.

Katsuki tilted his head back on Hitoshi's shoulder, eyes closed.
"I'll go make some tea," Ochaco spoke, smiling as the blond started to relax more and more, nearly falling asleep.
Tenya left to help her as Izuku dug around the closet to find Katsuki some clean clothes.

Hitoshi helped Shoto wrap bandages around Katsuki's ribs and stomach, the blond just sitting and allowing them to take care of him. It felt nice, he will admit.

Hitoshi tied the bandages off as Shoto moved to take off the blond's pants. Katsuki raised his hips to allow this, noting that his legs luckily weren't quite as badly bruised as his upper body.

Izuku placed the clean clothes next to him and bent down to take his dirty clothes, and only then did Katsuki notice Denki's absence. Katsuki glanced around to try and find the omega, and when he didn't see him, he made a strange noise in his throat.

Denki chirped in response from the kitchen, and only then did Katsuki calm back down. Hitoshi moved to grab his clean shirt, and pulled it over his head. Katsuki raised his arms into the shirt, discomfort clear on his face as Hitoshi then pulled the shirt down, careful not to hurt the alpha again.

Katsuki eventually stood to pull on his own pants, quietly thanking them for helping him. The three missing friends returned from the kitchen with tea and lunch, and they all settled down on the bed.

They played card games for a while, laughing and talking; Katsuki and Hitoshi falling asleep, cuddled together. It was so cute that Ochaco couldn't resist taking a few pictures and uploading them onto social media.

"Are you nervous to meet Wing?" Ochaco asked as they sat and drank their tea.
Deku shrugged. "Not really,"
"How come? I mean, I'm a little nervous," Denki stated.

"Why?" Shoto asked.
Denki shrugged. "I mean, he has to be pretty strong, right? He taught your mom and dad how to use nen, and from the sound of it, it's not easy to learn,"

Izuku looked thoughtful. "I suppose you're right about that, but I still don't feel nervous," he stated.
Ochaco laughed lightly as Denki nodded in understanding.

"Never mind that," Ochaco uttered, suddenly serious as she crawled on the bed to be closer to the two sleeping alphas. "I'm more worried about Katsuki. Shouldn't we take him to the hospital?"

"He did take a pretty bad beating, today, not to mention, his body still hasn't managed to heal from all the other fights," Tenya voiced, adjusting his glasses.
"I reckon that's why he got hurt so badly this time," Denki stated, gazing sadly at the blond alpha.

"He has been pitted against the more powerful opponents every time since we reached the hundredth floor," Shoto added.
Ochaco laughed sadly as she brushed a few stray strands of hair off of his fore head. "Knowing him, he'd probably refuse to go see a doctor,"

Eijirou smiled a little sadly, too. "Yeah, it's one thing that'll never change about him,"
"We should at least try to get him not to fight again for a little while," Izuku suggested, and Tenya nodded in agreement.

"I'll delay my next fight for a little while, or maybe lose it or something," Denki volunteered, knowing that Katsuki was less likely to get upset with him and Shoto, but Shoto already had a scheduled fight two days later, while Denki hadn't scheduled one yet.

It would seem far too suspicious if Shoto suddenly didn't want to fight. The group sat and watched the blond for a little while longer, feeling quite upset and depressed. It was upsetting to see their pack alpha so hurt.

"Ugh," Katsuki groaned, nose wrinkling as he turned onto his left side, back now facing Hitoshi. "Who the fuck is so depressed?" He asked, eyes opening into slits to squint at his friends.

"We all kind of are," Denki answered.
Katsuki's eyes widened further as he moved to sit up, but Hitoshi tightened his grip on his waist.
"Why are you all so upset," Katsuki asked as he moved to better support his weight on his hands.

"Stop moving so much," the indigo haired alpha mumbled, tugging at the blond until Katsuki laid back down again.
Hitoshi snuggled closer to him, nosing at the back of Katsuki's neck.

Sighing, Katsuki raised his right hand, and gestured to them all. "C'mere,"
They all moved to snuggle closer to the alpha, Denki wriggling in behind Hitoshi, squished between the wall and the alpha; he hugged the larger male's back, nuzzling into his neck.

Ochaco, being the closest, moved to hug Katsuki around his hips, nuzzling her face into his stomach as Shoto shuffled in behind her. Katsuki wrapped his left arm around Ochaco, and hugged Shoto closer with his right arm.

Eijirou snuggled up behind Shoto, wrapping both of his arms protectively around the omega as Izuku and Tenya laid behind him. Izuku laid with his back flush against Eijirou's, head resting on Tenya's right shoulder as the beta laid on his back so that he didn't have to remove his glasses.

Katsuki started to rumble, though it sounded closer to a purr, hoping it would help calm everyone down. The sound managed to lull them all to sleep, the scent of sadness that had lingered in the air quickly fading as they all relaxed and fell asleep.

Two hours later, there was a tentative knock on the door. Slowly, they all yawned, shuffling and untangling their limbs as Izuku got off the bed to answer the door. The rest sat up, stretching and rubbing at their eyes; ruffling their hair to make it look less dishevelled.

Izuku blinked at Zushi as he opened the door only a little.
"I apologize for taking so long, I had a fight scheduled, then I had to wait for master Wing, he had an appointment," Zushi apologized, looking a little flustered.

"Oh, no, it's okay, come in!" Izuku reassured as he opened the door wider, and allowed Zushi and his two companions to enter.
"I never introduced you to my friends before," Izuku said sheepishly, gesturing to his friends as he introduced them.

"It's nice to meet you, my name is Wing, and this is-" Wing started his introduction, bowing ever so slightly, shirt untucked and large glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose.
Katsuki cut off his introduction from where he sat on the edge of the bed. "Holy fuck, Bisky!?"

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"Holy fuck, Bisky!?" Katsuki shouted in surprise, any remnants of sleep that may have clouded his mind cleared at the sight of the small, blonde woman.

Bisky stood next to Wing, closest to the door, with both her hands on her hips; and a small grin on her lips. She hasn't aged a day, it would seem, despite now being in her early eighties.

"Oh! It's so nice to meet you!" Deku said, bowing respectively.
Denki turned to look at Shoto, confusion clear on his features. "Do we know her, or?"
Shoto nodded. "Somewhat. She was in one of the clips in the video, the one where Mito and Alluka held a baby shower for Killua,"

Denki blinked before realization dawned. "Oooohhh," he said.
"You must be Izuku," Bisky stated as she walked towards the young alpha.
"I, uhm, that's me," Izuku confirmed, flustered.

Bisky smiled as she started to take her gloves off, handing them to Wing so that he could take them.
"Let me get a good look at you," she murmured, reaching both hands to gently cup Izuku's cheeks.

Izuku blinked as her warm hands made contact with his cheeks, staring into her pinkish eyes as she took in all of his features; there was sadness lingering in her eyes.
Bisky shook her head fondly, lips tugging into a loving smile. "You look just like them," she whispered.

Izuku blinked; he had heard a lot of people say that to him lately, but he was a little unsure whether or not it was the truth.
"Let's sit over here." Bisky let go of his cheeks, moving to sit on one of the sofas in the room.

Izuku moved to sit beside her, Wing and Zushi choosing to stay standing. Katsuki moved to sit on the one person couch, Eijirou and Shoto sitting on the arm rests next to their alpha. Tenya, Ochaco, Denki and Hitoshi sitting on the remaining sofa.

"So I take it you're here looking for them?" Bisky asked, adjusting her body so she could better face Izuku.
Izuku nodded. "Yeah, we're here, so I can fight Hisoka and get my next clue from him,"

Bisky rose a brow. "Hisoka, huh?"
Izuku nodded slowly as Bisky stared at something somewhere above his head, seeming deep in thought.
"I remember, that time on Greed Island where we had to play dodge ball against Razor, and Hisoka actually helped us," she mentioned.

Izuku felt surprise fill him at this.
"When the fuck did that happen?" Katsuki asked, though he sounded as though he were questioning himself more than Bisky.
The older woman glanced at him before turning back to Izuku.

"I met Gon and Killua in Greed Island, a game created by Ging Freecs and a few of his friends. I followed them around for a while, just to mess with them a bit, but ended up training them after I realized how much potential they were just wasting,"

"Killua was so rude at first, the little brat, I don't think I punched anyone as much as I did him for calling me an old hag," she spoke fondly, though one of her brows twitched with mild irritation.
Izuku and his friends sweat dropped at this.

"They were strong, and determined to learn how to properly wield their nen. They motivated each other, they were--still are, I hope--the perfect team. They knew each other so well, they often finished each other's sentences, or didn't even finish them at all, but they still followed and understood. It was really irritating," she stated with a sigh, remembering all the times they would cut off mid sentence and start anew, while she sat beside them, oblivious as to what they were actually talking about and unable to understand what they meant.

Bisky smiled, and then started to tell them all about the adventures they had went on, including the dodge ball game with Razor, as well as the fight with Genthru. Bisky was sure to tell them how reckless Gon was, and how stubborn Killua was.

"In the end, I didn't want to go with them to find Ging, because I knew if I stayed with them any longer, I would get too attached to them, like a parent," Bisky told, pausing for a while as she thought.

"I've never regretted a decision so much in my life," she muttered, hands clenching in her lap.
"Wha-"
"I should have gone with them!" She raised her voice, cutting off Izuku's question as she started to tremble.

"If I had gone with them, I could have helped in some way! I don't know how, maybe I could have helped convince them to leave, even dragged them away physically before Pitou got to them and changed their lives, tainted them,"

Bisky shook her head, clenching her eyes shut. "It doesn't change the fact that I didn't, instead I stayed back twice, trained them, fought with Killua and told him to leave Gon, called him a coward. As his teacher, I should have known how much those words would effect him! I-!" She cuts herself off, forcing down overwhelming emotion, ignoring how her eyes stung with hot tears, and how they wanted to spill.

“As his teacher, I should have seen that thing stuck in his forehead, and with the knowledge of who his parents are, I should have known that the way he fought—to get away and escape instead of winning—was not normal. I should have known,” she finished, stated her last words with finality as she took a gasping breath, her shoulders jerking a little with the action as she tried not to sob outright.

The room was quiet, none of them knowing how to break the silence or reassure the old woman. Questions left unasked, the room thick with tension.
"I don't think your presence would have made much of a difference," Zushi muttered, finally breaking the silence.

They turn to look at him, and Zushi blushes a light shade of red.
"Think about it. If Gon didn't listen to Killua, didn't want Killua to be part of his fight with Pitou, then he would have wanted any of us even less,"

"Like you said, Gon and Killua are close, has been since they met. They loved each other even back then, so if Gon didn't listen to Killua, he wouldn't have even considered any of us," Zushi explained, nodding sagely.

Bisky sniffed after a moment of quiet, wiping underneath her eyes with one finger. "That's quite true," she spoke softly.
Bisky laughed quietly as she shook her head; and Izuku had to force himself not to ask any questions. He wanted--needed—to know what she meant when she said she should have seen that thing in Killua's head. And his family? What did they have to do with any of this?

"Now then, is it alright if I stay for a bit and watch your fight with Hisoka? I can tell you all about his abilities and we can strategize?" Bisky asked with a smile.
Izuku blinked and bit his lip, fidgeting nervously as he was pulled from his thoughts. Unsure how to answer, he glanced at Kacchan from the corner of his eyes.

Bisky nodded, smiling knowingly. "Or should I rather ask your pack alpha that?" She inquired, glancing slyly at the blond alpha.
Every single pair of eyes turned to look at Katsuki, who looked confused.
"Hah?" He asked dumbly as Bisky started to snicker behind her hand.

"Yeah, you're our pack alpha!" Ochaco told excitedly.
Katsuki frowned deeply, biting his lower lip. "No,"
This single word seemed to hurt everyone of his friends.

"But Kacchan-!" Izuku protested quickly.
"I said no!" Katsuki shouted, sitting forward in his seat, his eyes glanced at them all, begging, pleading for them to understand. "There, there has to be someone else, I can't do it,"

"There can't be anyone else, you're the best choice," Tenya stated.
Katsuki shook his head. "No, I, I'm not good enough, it has to be Deku, or Hitoshi, fuck, anyone but me. Someone who doesn't, doesn't yell all the fucking time, someone who does more than just fucking hurt-"

"Katsuki, no." Shoto interrupted with a firm shake of his head, dual coloured eyes briefly closing with the action before locking back onto his alpha.
Katsuki turned to look at his omega with wide, pleading eyes.
"You care about us all, you make sure we're safe and well. You ensure we eat healthy—you provide for us—you make certain that we aren't hurt in any way, you reassure us with your power and loving nature,"

"Yes, you yell a lot, but that's just part of who you are. The only times you do hurt us is during training, or when it's something you say that we need to hear, it's with our best intentions in mind. So no, it can't be Izuku or Hitoshi, it has to be you," Shoto explained, never once breaking eye contact with the blond.

Katsuki bit his lower lip, and turned his gaze away to the ground, head hanging.
"C'mon, Bakubro, everyone wants you to be our alpha, I mean, we all already thought you were!" Denki encouraged.

It was quiet and tense for a while, until Katsuki took a deep breath, and nodded.
"Okay," he mumbled.
Katsuki couldn't stop the small smile on his lips at the happy cheers his friends let out.

Bisky smiled as she watched Denki and Eijirou jump the blond in a hug, watched as they laughed and received affectionate hair ruffles. They were a rowdy bunch, that was for sure.

"Wing?" Bisky asked, gaining the man's attention. "Do you perhaps have a recording of Gon and Hisoka's fight?"
Wing seemed to think for a moment, nodding absentmindedly. "I believe so,"

Bisky smiled. "Be a dear and go get it, let's all watch it together,"
Wing nodded and left the room quietly.
"Bisky, when was the last time you saw my parents?" Izuku asked, voice raised to talk over the noise his friends were making. It wasn't the most important question he wanted to ask, but he felt that the other questions would maybe be a little too soon to ask her at the moment—she still seemed a little upset about her confession from earlier—and decided on something a little more mild.

Bisky hummed in thought before frowning. "About fifteen years ago, just before they left for the Dark Continent," she stated.
"The Dark Continent? What is that and why would they go there?" Katsuki questioned as everyone settled down again.

Ochaco and Denki were now sitting on the floor, both leaning against his legs as Hitoshi spread out on the sofa, using Iida's lap as a pillow.
Bisky smiled at this. "The Dark Continent is the part of the world that doesn't appear on the world map. Cheadle sent them there to exterminate the Chimera Ants that lived there," she explained.

Katsuki frowned at this. "Can you tell us everything you know about this hunt?" He asked.
Bisky nodded. "Okay. First of all, it isn't really a hunt so much as it is a mission,"

"Seventeen years ago, a whole bunch of Chimera Ants washed ashore, some were dead, and some were alive. The ones that were alive started to feast on any humans they could come across, and they were powerful, more so than the Chimera Ant soldiers Gon and Killua faced when they fourteen, or so I've been told,"

"It took a while to figure out, but eventually scientists were able to discover where they were coming from; the Dark Continent. Now, the first Ant Queen had washed ashore much the same way, and she had originally come from there,"

"At first, they thought they could just kill the Ants as they appeared, but they figured out pretty quickly that that wouldn't work, too many civilians died before any Hunters could get there to exterminate them,"

"So later, The Zodiacs got together and decided to send a team to exterminate all the Ants in the Dark Continent—whilst another team was gathered to rid of the ones that are still here. They sent the original team, the people who were involved with the first extermination to the Dark Continent,"

"It was an order, so they couldn't refuse. Gon, Killua, Palm, Knuckle, Shoot, Morel, Knov, Meleoron, Ikalgo and Colt all went to the Dark Continent to do so,"

"Only five people at a time could enter, So Knuckle, Morel, Knov, Gon and Killua left here, and once they were there, they would use Knov's ability to bring in the rest of them,"

"The Dark Continent is a very large place, and from what I heard from Morel six years ago, there were a lot more Ants this time, and they were stronger and took a long time to track and kill. I believe this is why your parents asked a family member to adopt and care for you,"

"They knew it could take years to complete this mission, and knew they had to think of your wellbeing first," she explained, a frown on her brows.
Izuku nodded slowly, taking all this information in.

"I shudder to think what they're going through now," Bisky murmured quietly.
A tense silence followed her words as they all sat and frowned.
"W-what do you mean?" Ochaco asked.

"For the past six years, they've been fighting the King and his guards, who knows what's happened in all that time? The last time I talked to Morel, he told me the King had taken a liking to Killua, and even said himself he wanted to turn Killua into an Ant and use him to breed more Ants," she stated.

"Fucking-!" Katsuki cut off, mumbling to himself.
"That's horrible," Ochaco muttered, expression contorted with horror.
Bisky nodded, clenching her hands into fists. It was difficult, not knowing whether they were okay or not. Knowing Gon, if something were to happen to Killua, he would lose all sense of himself; and perhaps even give up everything for power again--like he did against Pitou—to avenge Killua. The same could be said if something happened to Gon. Killua never put himself first when it came to Gon—never has—and who knew what he could be capable of if worse comes to worst.

"I just, want to see for myself that they're okay, alive and well," she mumbled sadly.
"I'm sure they are," Izuku stated firmly, determined.

Bisky looked to him, curious. "Why do you say that?" She asked.
Izuku smiled softly down at his lap. "Because, they love each other and their friends. They won't let anything happen to each other or the people they care about; they wouldn't want to cause any unnecessary pain," he spoke softly.

"Besides, they won't leave Deku behind before they can see him again," Katsuki added with a firm nod, arms crossed over his chest.
"Right! Most parent are like that, aren't they?" Ochaco stated.
"Are they?" Shoto asked.

Eijirou smiled. "Sure! Even your dad wants the best for you, he just doesn't show it the right way,"
Shoto nodded slowly, considering. "I suppose,"

Bisky smiled as she watched them start to talk and laugh, poking fun at Katsuki and laughing loudly once he started yelling. She couldn't wait to see how Gon and Killua would be with Izuku. She snickered at the thought.

"I found it," Wing stated as he re-entered the room, tape in hand.
"What's that?" Denki questioned as Wing moved to put the tape on.
"It's a recording of Gon and Hisoka's fight. It was about...twenty five years ago, I believe," Wing mentioned.

"Jesus," Katsuki murmured as they all settled to watch the tape. Shoto moved to sit beside Izuku, lacing their fingers together as the alpha rested his head on the omega's shoulder, breathing in his comforting scent.
"Oh my god, he was so cute!" Ochaco exclaimed as the tape showed Gon.
For a tense few minutes, they sat and watched as Gon fought Hisoka.

It was pretty one sided at first, with Hisoka doing nothing but dodging; getting in quite a few hits. The fight intensified once Hisoka actually started to fight back in earnest.

In the end, Gon lost the fight.
"That was so intense," Denki whispered as Wing stopped the fight.
"Yeah," Ochaco agreed.
"Gon and Killua learned how to use nen abnormally fast," Wing mentioned.

"I was thinking," Bisky started, gaining everyone's attention. "You're all here just for Izuku to fight Hisoka and get your next clue, right?" She asked, eyes turning to look at Katsuki.
The blond nodded. "Pretty much, yeah,"

Bisky smirked. "Since Izuku needs ten wins once he reaches the two hundredth floor to in order to challenge a floor master, and there's seven of you, minus Izuku; he only really needs to fight three battles,"

Katsuki smirked as everyone realised what she meant.
"You want us to fight Deku?" Denki asked.
"That's right! It's the quickest way to reaching your goals!" Bisky stated.

"I'm not just going to hand a win over to you, Deku. You're going to fucking fight hard for it," Katsuki stated, a vicious smirk on his lips.
"Uhm." Izuku's eyes darted about nervously.

"At least try not to destroy the entire building, you two." Eijirou sighed.
"And I want a fucking rematch with you, too, Icy-Hot!" Katsuki shouted.
The omega turned to look at Katsuki. "Are you sure you'll be able to fight me?" He asked.

Katsuki snarled, but didn't answer, choosing to shrug instead; mumbling to himself. Shoto smiled softly at the blond.
"I can't wait to see what you kids have up your sleeves!" Bisky stated with an air of excitement.

"This should be very interesting, I'm excited!" Zushi spoke, body brimming with excitement and energy.
"Who's going to fight Deku first, though?" Ochaco asked.

"Of fucking course I am!" Katsuki claimed.
"But that's so unfair!" Denki protested.
"Shut up, I'm pack alpha, I get first dibs!" Katsuki stated.

"No way! I say we play rock paper scissors, just to make things fair!" Denki suggested, getting a wide variety of agreements.
Katsuki groaned. "Fucking fine!"

The seven of them huddled together, Izuku sweat dropping from his seat on the sofa next to Bisky. The blond woman smiled as she watched them all play, and couldn't help the memories of Gon and Killua--from their time on Greed Island--washing over her as nostalgia set in.

In the end, Tenya won, followed by Eijirou, Ochaco, Denki, Hitoshi, Shoto and lastly Katsuki. Denki cackled loudly at Katsuki, but stopped and whimpered softly at the angered growl he received.

Katsuki had then nuzzled and hugged the omega in guilt, apologizing quietly to the smaller in his arms.
"He's such a softie," Eijirou commented with a shake of his head.

Shoto smiled softly as Izuku chuckled and Hitoshi shook his head.
"Okay then!" Bisky clapped her hands and stood up. "We better get started on your nen training!"

They all glanced at each other, seemingly having a quiet conversation between themselves, before Katsuki nodded at Izuku.
Izuku turned back to Bisky, a timid smiled on his lips.

"Uhm, we don't...want to learn nen?" He told.
Bisky frowned. "Are you questioning it?" She asked.
Izuku shook his head, waving his hands. "N-no! It's just that, we already have quirks, and since we do still need to train that, we just don't think we can juggle training both our quirks and nen," he explained.

"What's a quirk?" Bisky asked.
"Quirks are special abilities we're all born with, it's genetic! We can either inherit one of our parent's quirks, or one of our own," he stated.
Bisky nodded. "And you have a quirk?" She asked

Izuku nodded.
Bisky frowned, suspicious. "If it's inherited, then how do you have one, since both Gon and Killua are nen users, they never had quirks. In fact, none of the Zoldyck’s do, and as far as I know, the only Freecs who does is Inko,"

Izuku frowned, rubbing the back of his neck, seeming unsure. "Well, I was born quirk less," he spoke softly.
He wasn't worried that anyone there would spill the secret he was about to share--all his friends already knew--it just felt strange to share it with people he barely knew.

"But you just said you have a quirk?" Bisky asked.
Izuku nodded. "I do, it was given to me by someone else," he explained.
Bisky nodded, and smiled. "Well, then why didn't you just say so!"

She snickered as Izuku blushed, rubbing the back of his neck; flustered.
"I do need to see what you can do, and that you're not just lying to me because you think learning nen is too hard!" Bisky told with a firm look on her face, both hands on her hips.

Izuku opened his mouth to answer, but was cut off by a series of small explosions going off in Katsuki's hands. Bisky, Wing and Zushi gaped, watching as Denki activated his quirk and allowed yellow lightning to roll over his skin.

Shoto even activated his fire quirk, allowing the flames to dance on his left side.
"That's amazing," Zushi whispered in awe.
"Obviously it's all a lot stronger than that, but we don't want to cause too much damage to the room," Hitoshi explained.

Bisky smiled, wiping away tears from her eyes. "This is amazing, I can't wait to see what you all have in store for us," she stated.
And just like that, they started talking once more, trying to come up with a strategy how to beat Hisoka, and find their next clue.

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Katsuki found out about their plan for Denki to postpone his fight for him to heal, and had blown up a bit about it. Eijirou calmed him, and explained their reasons, but the blond was still pissed.

They settled on an agreement; everyone would fight until they reached the two hundredth floor; and proceed with their fights against Deku while Katsuki healed. They seemed reluctant, but Kacchan was only supposed to fight Deku last, so it didn't really matter all that much.

Two weeks later, and they found themselves in the stands, surrounded by roaring crowds as they cheered for the fight to come. Tenya versus Izuku. Katsuki was sat in between his mates, Bisky, Wing and Zushi beside them.

Katsuki tried scanning the crowds, and had to wonder if that clown--Hisoka--was even there at all. He probably didn't even know who Deku was, much less the desire the young alpha had to fight him.

The announcers kept talking and introducing the two new fighters as Katsuki watched the two stretch and ready themselves. Deku would have to be careful in this fight, with Tenya's speed, he could easily and sufficiently invade Izuku's space and land the first blow.

Tenya was fast, but muscular too, and his hits hurt. Deku was also not allowed to use more than thirty percent of One For All, lest they want the shockwaves of his punches alone to tear the whole building apart.

Actually, thirty percent might be too much. Katsuki clicked his tongue, annoyed. The announcement of the start of the fight had Tenya sprinting across the arena, closing in on Deku in mere seconds.

Izuku stared wide eyed for a second, bringing his arms up to block a swift kick, gritting his teeth. Tenya pulled back, moving to punch Deku instead, which was also blocked. It was a tense few seconds, the crowd having mostly gone quiet as the two exchanged blows; blocking and dodging.

The two broke apart, standing a few feet away from each other, just taking a moment to breathe and think through their next attacks. This time, Deku lunged forward, using ten percent of his quirk; just enough to match Tenya in speed.

In full honesty, there were few people who could match Deku when he used a hundred percent of One For All. Some pro heroes couldn't even come close; so powerful Deku's quirk is.

Katsuki had to wonder, if the two ever fought seriously with their full strength; could he actually beat Izuku? It wasn't even as if he could be assured by the fact that he could outsmart him, Izuku was smart and analytical.

Katsuki himself had improved immensely as well; he was no push over. He bit back a grin; he couldn't wait for his and Deku's fight.

They were even, their scores were both six at this point. Deku would have to step it up, lest he want Tenya to actually come out victorious. The two continued to exchange blows, until Deku grabbed Tenya's right arm, and turned around; back to chest.

Deku pulled, throwing Tenya over his shoulder and onto the concrete bellow, knocking the larger beta's breath from his lungs; Tenya barely managed to roll out of the way of Deku's punch. The concrete cracked under the force.

Izuku powered up One For All to twenty percent, sped up until he was behind Tenya, who turned to try and block, but took a powerful punch to the gut that sent him flying into a wall, slumping to the ground.

Izuku won by knockout, but he was quick to run and check up on his friend, laughing bashfully as the crowd roared. Katsuki watched as Tenya regained consciousness after a small while, rubbing the back of his head.

The two left the arena and Katsuki stood to follow.
"Are you okay?" Ochaco asked once they made it back to Katsuki's room.
"Yes," Tenya answered with a nod.

Katsuki moved into the kitchen, grabbed a washcloth and filled it with ice.
"Good fight you two," Bisky complemented as she say on one of the sofas.

Zushi nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! It had me sitting on the edge of my seat!"
Katsuki grabbed Tenya's arm, making him sit on the bed; he pressed the washcloth with ice against the back of his head.

"He was literally sitting on the edge of his seat, like no joke!" Denki laughed.
Katsuki moved to sit beside Tenya, keeping the makeshift ice pack pressed to the back of the beta's head, watching as everyone talked.

Deku was apologizing profusely to Tenya for hurting him, the beta trying to assure him that it was fine.
"I think Tenya would be more insulted if you had gone easy on him, Izuku," Shoto interjected.

Tenya nodded as Izuku bit his lip, still seeming worried and apologetic.
"Yes, I knew what I was getting into. Besides, I feel honoured to have fought you," Tenya spoke with a reassuring smile.

Izuku smiled. "Yeah!" He said in relief.
"Are we even sure that Hisoka is in the fucking building? We better not be going through all this shit just for that fucking clown to not be here," Katsuki stated.

Bisky hummed. "That's true, we don't know if he's here. It could be possible he is, the only other thing keeping him busy these days is his desire to kill the remainder of the Phantom Troup,"

"If I'm not mistaken, he has a fight scheduled in three weeks. If he shows up, I'll be sure to try and talk to him, let him know that Izuku is here and wants to fight him," Zushi mentioned.
"Will he even know who Deku is, though?" Denki asked.

Zushi nodded. "If not, I'll just tell him he's Gon and Killua's son. I am certain he will though,"
"Why's that?" Hitoshi asked as he stretched lazily.
"Hisoka has always had a...keen interest in Gon, so I'm sure when you mention Izuku is his son, he'll wait eagerly to fight. That and he was promised a fight with you when you were born, so, there's that, too," Bisky answered.

Katsuki narrowed his eyes. "Why say it that way? Why'd you hesitate? Something we don't know about the guy?" He questioned.
Bisky tried acting oblivious, but caved fairly quickly. "He's a total pervert, and gets turned on in a fight," she admitted.

It went quiet after that, until Katsuki sighed loudly, feeling incredibly old.
"Great. Just what we fucking need. A perverse, overpowered clown that gets turned on when he fights. Just fucking great. Can't get any worse, can it?" He grumbled to himself as Bisky laughed nervously.

A week later, they scheduled another fight. Katsuki and Shoto sat watching as their two mates fought one another, Shoto chewing nervously on his lower lip. Katsuki gripped one of his hands tightly, unsure why both of them felt so nervous.

Eijirou had used his Unbreakable form right from the start, knowing he couldn't withstand a prolonged fight. His mates had helped him train Unbreakable until he could keep it for a solid fifteen minutes--twenty, depending on the strength behind the attacks he was taking.

Every time Izuku landed a hit, he could feel his knuckles, or legs-- whatever he was using to attack--sting and ache. Eijirou landed quite a few hits, knowing that Izuku would be bruised and cut quite badly after their fight.

He knew it wouldn't be manly if he didn't go all out against his mate, but it was also not manly at all to hurt one of his lovers. Izuku had to use twenty five percent of One For All to actually hurt Eijirou's Unbreakable form.

The fight lasted much longer than Tenya's had, but ended up with Izuku winning by points. The crowd cheered and went wild once the fight ended, and Izuku chuckled a little as his fingers twitched and ached.

Once they got back to the room, Shoto tended to Izuku's wounds.
"Man, I'm so sorry I hurt you," Eijirou apologised; sheepish.
Izuku smiled as Shoto bandaged his hands. "It's fine, I like pushing myself and seeing how I'd do against different opponents,"

"Are you hurt at all, Ei?" Shoto asked as he finished bandaging Izuku.
Eijirou blinked, looking down at himself and his slightly torn clothes. "I don't think so?" He replied.
Shoto stood straight, bending forward to place a loving kiss to Izuku's forehead before moving towards Eijirou; he grabbed the hem of his shirt, tugging.

Eijirou raised his arms on instinct and allowed Shoto to pull his shirt off. Katsuki moved to sit beside Izuku on the bed, grimacing at the discomfort he still felt; he leant his head on the shorter alpha's shoulder.

Shoto inspected Eijirou's body, clicking his tongue at the scrapes and bruises that littered his torso. They spent the next few minutes in silence as Shoto cleaned the cuts on the beta's skin.

Katsuki had kicked out the rest of their friends, wanting his room just for him and his mates. There had been whining and complaining, but they left eventually, understanding that their alpha needed to rest with his mates.

Katsuki was sure that Denki and Hitoshi were in the omega's room, hopefully not going too crazy with whatever shenanigans those two got up to whenever they were alone. Katsuki briefly entertained the idea that they were possibly fucking, but even that was less stupid than some of the things they got up to in the past. Denki's a bad influence.

Izuku barely suppressed a yawn as he moved his left arm to wrap around Katsuki's waist, pulling the blond closer to himself; he nuzzled his nose into the blond's soft hair, inhaling deeply.

"You should rest," Shoto stated as he ran his fingers through Izuku's hair, and caressed Katsuki's cheek with his free hand.
Still shirtless, Eijirou moved to hug the omega from behind, resting his chin on Shoto's shoulder.

"All three of you," Shoto added as Eijirou gently squeezed him.
"You're probably right," Eijirou mumbled as he started to press kisses against Shoto's neck.
"I can think of other things more appealing than sleep," Katsuki stated with a sly smirk.

Shoto sighed, as if he were a hundred years old and being subjected to the whims of a five year old. Izuku chuckled into Katsuki's hair, moving to wrap both arms around the blond.

Izuku pulled his head back slightly as Katsuki moved to raise his head, faces a few inches apart. Izuku smiled softly as he inched forward to press their lips together. Shoto closed his eyes as his two alphas started to kiss.

Eijirou hummed, tugging on Shoto to turn around. The omega turned his head, lips connecting with Eijirou's; the two started kissing slowly, steadily growing in heat and passion.

Izuku moved to slowly push Kacchan down on the bed, careful and gentle so as not to hurt the blond. Katsuki sighed as he relaxed into the soft bed, a soft groan forcing it's way up his throat as Izuku grabbed his hip; dragging his hand up over the blond's hipbone, and under his shirt.

Katsuki light grey shirt rode up his abdomen as Izuku's hand glided up his sides and towards his chest; fingers gently starting to play with the other alpha's left nipple.

Shoto moved to turn in Eijirou's grasp, lips still connected as the beta start to move them towards the bed, but stilled just before reaching it. Shoto gasped and panted against the beta's lips as both his ass cheeks were grabbed and squeezed, forcing their bodies closer together; hips grinding sensually.

Eijirou groaned, pushing his body against Shoto's to force them towards the bed again. They collapsed onto the bed, just barely missing falling on top of Deku. Eijirou moved to kiss Shoto's neck, allowing the dual haired omega to catch his breath.

The beta moved so that he wouldn't straddle Shoto anymore, spreading the omega's legs and settling between them. Shoto licked his lips, wrapping his legs around Eijirou; hands smoothing down the other's muscular back until they reached the start of his pants.

Shoto hummed as he moved his hands to the front of Eijirou's jeans, popping the button and pulling down the zipper, knuckles brushing against the beta's half hard cock. Eijirou's breath hitched, lips pausing briefly over the dark red mark he'd been making on Shoto collarbone.

Eijirou kissed the mark, nipped at it gently and licked before he pullback to sit on his legs, licking his lips at the sight before him. Shoto's cheeks were blushed a light red, lips swollen and moist, hair dishevelled.

The moved to grab the bottom of Shoto's shirt, pulling the fabric up and over his head; tossing it to the side. Eijirou licked his lips once more at the creamy skin before him, and bent forward to capture Shoto's lips once more in a brief, heated kiss.

Katsuki raised his arms, allowing Izuku to pull off his shirt, briefly sitting up a bit to make the action easier. His bandages scratched against his skin, irritating him, but he tried to ignore it and focus instead on kissing Izuku's neck and collarbone.

Deku moved to straddle his lap, panting softly as Katsuki sucked a mark on his neck. Izuku moved back, ignoring the annoyed grunt from Katsuki and impatient hands grabbing his hips; scarred hands gripping his own shirt to tug it off.

Katsuki's hands smoothed over the skin on his side, pulling him closer to kiss his chest and stomach. Izuku tangled his fingers in blond hair, breath leaving his lungs in a sigh as he enjoyed the attention. Katsuki forced a moan from his lover as he started licking and biting on one nipple.

Izuku tugged harshly on the blond's hair, forcing his head back; their lips reconnected in a harsh kiss, fighting for dominance. Izuku used his right hand to press on Katsuki's shoulder and guide him into laying back down.

Deku moved to better straddle Katsuki's hips; grinding down on him, breaking the kiss to groan at the pleasure shooting through them. Katsuki grabbed his hips, guiding him into doing it again; hips grinding together repeatedly as they started kissing again.

The two broke apart at the sound of Shoto moaning, head tossed back, biting his lower lip as Eijirou fucked him with his fingers. The beta has his face buried in his neck, kissing, sucking and licking at any patch of skin he could reach, his right hand down Shoto's pants, two fingers thrusting in and out of the omega's tight hole.

His left arm pressed into the bed to better support himself, Shoto whined as Eijirou pulled his hand out of his pants. Lips reconnecting; Eijirou blindly moved to pull off the remainder of their clothes; cock throbbing painfully.

Izuku moved to kiss Katsuki again, hands fumbling with his belt buckle before undoing it and popping the button on his jeans. Once the zipper was pulled down, Izuku reached and grabbed Katsuki's cock, the blond breaking the kiss to moan loudly.

Katsuki pushed Izuku back to sit up, undoing his button and zipper; stroking him quickly once he had a hold of the other alpha's cock. Eijirou pulled back, allowing Shoto a moment to roll onto his stomach.

The beta grabbed his hips, physically pulling him onto his knees. Shoto panted, eyes locking onto his alphas as they rubbed their cocks together. Dual eyes rolled back as Eijirou pushed into him, slick making entry all the more easier.

The beta and omega moaned in near unison, gaining their alphas attention. Pulling apart, Katsuki moved behind Eijirou, pulling the beta into a heated kiss, grabbing his hips and guiding him out of Shoto until only the head of his cock remained sheathed; pushing him forward to thrust back in.

Katsuki moved his right hand to Shoto's hole, gather slick on his fingers. Shoto moaned into the kiss he shared with Izuku, grabbing the alpha's cock, he started to stroke him. Izuku pulled back to breathe, burying his hand in Shoto’s hair as the omega lowered himself to start licking at the alpha's cock.

Izuku groaned as Shoto took him into his mouth, bopping his head up and hallowing his cheeks. Katsuki nipped at Eijirou's neck, listening to the beta groan, hips thrusting backwards and forwards distractedly.

Katsuki fucked three of his fingers into Eijirou, his left hand knuckles deep in Shoto's hole, preparing the omega for double penetration. Eijirou reached with his right hand to gently grip the blond's cock, stroking clumsily as he threw his head back onto Katsuki's shoulder.

"Fuck," Katsuki grunted into Eijirou's neck, pulling both of his hands back, rumbling in his chest as Shoto whined.
"Katsuki," Eijirou moaned, turning his head to kiss him.

Shoto pulled back from Izuku with a soft pop as the alpha moved to climb underneath him, pulling the omega into a kiss as Katsuki grabbed his aching cock, lining him up with Shoto's hole. Izuku slowly pushed in, kissing Shoto's neck as the omega tilted his head back with a moan.

Eijirou groaned at the friction of Izuku's cock rubbing against his. Katsuki nipped at his earlobe as he started pushing into the beta, groaning lowly at the tight heat.

They all stilled, panting and moaning as they tried to catch their breath. Katsuki leaned into Eijirou, hands gripping Shoto's hips; and thrust forward into Eijirou, causing the beta to rock into Shoto.

The beta and omega both moaned loudly as Katsuki did it again, slowly starting a clumsy rhythm as Izuku struggled a bit to time his thrusts. Eijirou placed his hands on top of Katsuki's on Shoto's hips, fingers intertwining loosely as he turned his head to kiss the alpha sloppily.

The two alphas sped up their thrusts, muscles burning at the movement.
"F-ah-uck," Shoto moaned as his prostate was hit, biting his lip.
Izuku aimed to thrust there again, watching as Shoto arched his back, head tilted back as his lips parted.

"Ah! Again, Izuku, right there-YES!"
Izuku continued his assault on the omega's prostate, pulling Shoto down for a sloppy kiss, panting and moaning into each other's mouths.
Katsuki grunted in irritation as he pulled back and out of the beta, ignoring Eijirou's whine.

Katsuki grabbed his hips, forcefully pulling Eijirou out and away from Shoto, tossing him on the bed next to Izuku. Katsuki clicked his tongue at the disappointed whine he got from Shoto.

The blond alpha moved grab the back of Eijirou knees and pull him closer, ignoring the ache in his ribs as he thrust back into the body below him.
Izuku paused his movements to adjust a bit better as Katsuki reached to grip a handful of white and red hair.

Shoto pulled away from Izuku as Katsuki tugged on his hair, pulling the omega towards him so they could share a kiss. Shoto sat down on Izuku's cock, moaning into the blond alpha's mouth.

Izuku pulled Eijirou into a kiss, swallowing the beta's moans and groans as Katsuki continued to thrust into him. The blond pulled back from Shoto and leant forward, thrusting at a new angle; he hit Eijirou's prostate.

Katsuki stole Izuku's lips as Eijirou pulled away.
"Yes! Katsuki, right-right there, don't stop!" He moaned, bucking his hips to meet Katsuki's thrusts.

Izuku broke the kiss to moan and watch as Shoto started to ride him, head tilted back in pleasure as the alpha bucked up into him. Katsuki kissed Eijirou's neck as the beta moaned into his ear, right hand pumping his cock in time with his thrusts; he could tell the beta was close.

Katsuki moved lay on top of Eijirou, stilling his movements to tease the beta; the ache in his ribs growing stronger and harder to ignore.
"Don't stop, Katsuki, please," Eijirou begged.

The blond started moving his hips again, slowly, mercilessly teasing the beta. Eijirou's hand grabbed and squeezed Katsuki's ass cheeks, guiding his hips forward. The beta bit his lower lip, he could feel the way Katsuki's abdominal muscles worked; pressed as close to him as he was.

Izuku was thoroughly enjoying the sight above him, eyes following a drop of sweat as it slid down Shoto's neck. The omega was bouncing on his lap, hands gripping his thighs for support.

"Ah-I, I'm close," Shoto moaned, biting his lower lips as Izuku groaned.
Reaching up to grip pale hips, Izuku started to thrust in earnest, desperately chasing after their orgasms.

Izuku felt Shoto’s walls tighten around him as the omega moaned loudly, thighs shaking with the force of his orgasm. Izuku thrust a few more times before he followed, knot popping, but not swollen enough to keep them connected; that was saved for heats.

Izuku breathed heavily as he came down from his high, allowing himself a moment to rest before he noticed both Katsuki and Eijirou watching them. Izuku could see neither of them had came yet, and noticed the subtle tremble in Katsuki's body.

Shoto blinked at them, biting his lips as he climbed off of Izuku's lap. Izuku sat up, moving in behind Katsuki despite his body begging for sleep. Katsuki moved to sit up; back pressed against Izuku's chest.

"C'mon, Kacchan," Izuku whispered into his ear, grabbing his hips and guiding him backwards and forwards slowly. Shoto sat down on Eijirou's lap, effortlessly sheathing the beta's cock into him; gently rocking his hips.

Izuku could tell then that Kacchan was hurting, the way he was leaning heavily against Izuku, hands trembling on Eijirou's thighs. It made Izuku wonder just how hurt the blond was. Katsuki had suffered through cracked ribs before, but it was nothing like this.

He must have broken them, then. Izuku knew Katsuki would never admit to not being able to finish something, especially not during sex, so instead he guided the blond's hips, and took most of his weight.

He quite enjoyed being relied on so much by Kacchan. It took a few more thrusts for Eijirou to finish, followed soon by Katsuki. The group collapsed into bed, snuggling closer and eventually falling asleep, oblivious to the knocks on the door.

Chapter Text

The fourth ever time Denki saw Hitoshi, he started to like him. The very first time he had seen the indigo haired alpha had been just before the sports festival, when Hitoshi had told Katsuki he was a jerk and declared war on their entire class.

The second time was at the sports festival itself, but Denki was too focused on the cute girl from class B. The third time was just after they got their Provisional licences, and Denki was very confused by his sexuality by then.

He had always been attracted to girls, but once he presented as omega at fourteen, he started to feel confused. He tried acting normally, like most of the other boys in his class, and felt himself crushing on Jirou for a while.

He would act sort of pervy with Mineta, out of fun, really. But after the sports festival, Denki started to question his likes and dislikes. His crush on Jirou drifted away, and he felt himself be attracted to some of his male classmates.

He had a crush on Kiri for about two months, but that shifted quickly to fond affections, like brotherly love. He could easily admit that Shoto and Katsuki were hot--he did have eyes--and Deku was just too cute for words.

But it never went any further than that--just appreciating his classmates' looks--until he saw Hitoshi again. The minute he saw the taller alpha, his heart started beating a little faster, and he just wanted to be near the other.

Denki got flustered easily while talking to Hitoshi every time he saw him, but the alpha never made fun of him for it, just stood and waited patiently for him to pull himself together enough to hold a proper conversation.

Hitoshi had said he didn't want to make friends--much like Shoto did--and Denki was determined to be the first to befriend him. So with his friendly, outgoing personality and metaphorical bat of friendship he used to hit Hitoshi over the head with; Denki befriended and fell in love with Hitoshi.

It was hard, once the alpha transferred over into the hero course--they sadly had to say goodbye to Mineta--he was adamant on focusing on becoming a hero. At first it seemed like he really didn't want to make friends, but Denki was stubborn.

He constantly cornered the alpha for a short chat--it was hard to find him at first--and greeted him in the morning and said goodnight once they retreated to bed. Hitoshi, at first, refused to say anything back to him, and gave him no reactions whatsoever.

But slowly, Hitoshi welcomed the small chats which soon turned into long talks and assisting with homework. He started to smile each time Denki greeted him fist thing in the morning with a bright, sunshine smile and cup of coffee; felt longing every time he had to say goodnight and spend hours without the blond's affections and bright personality.

Hitoshi started actively looking for Denki whenever the omega wasn't by his side. His heart would speed up every time Denki paid any sort of attention to him; he found himself falling in love.

Hitoshi decided to hide his feelings; he didn't want to ruin his precious friendship with Denki, the blond was too dear to him, he'd be heartbroken if he lost Denki over something like love.

He refused to believe the blond could like him back; he wouldn't allow himself such futile hope. His fragile heart would shatter should it turn out untrue.

"We're going to go check in on Todoroki-kun now, you should check in on Kaminari-kun, too," Izuku told him, smiling brightly at him as if he hadn't just endured the tantalizing scent of two omega in heat for the passed two weeks.

"I'm not sure that's such a good idea," Hitoshi spoke hesitantly, unsure.
Eijirou grinned tiredly at him, fixing his clothing, smoothing the material out after it got wrinkled from an intense make out session. "Nonsense, man, Kami would be really glad to see you!"

Hitoshi nodded, still unsure, but didn't voice his worries as he watched the two alphas and beta exit the common room. He sat by himself for a while, debating whether or not he should go check up on the omega.

Ultimately, he decided to go, having endured two weeks without Denki, he started to long for his presence. Hitoshi knocked on the door, hands moving to rest comfortably in his pants pockets ad he waited.

Two minutes later, the door opened to reveal a dishevelled blond; hair pointing in various directions, lips parted wide in a loud yawn as he rubbed at one of his eyes. He looked exhausted.

Denki squinted at him, before brightening considerably, suddenly very awake.
"Hitoshi!" He cheered, and jumped on the alpha, wrapping his arms around the taller male's shoulders; he nuzzled into the alpha's neck affectionately.

Hitoshi's body tensed at the sudden display of affection, stiffly raising one hand to press into Denki's lower back.
"C'mon!" Denki pulled back and grabbed Hitoshi's arm, tugging the alpha into the room, kicking the door shut behind them.

The blond lead him to his bed, pushing the other down to sit, bouncing onto the bed himself; Denki shuffled to better face his friend, eyes bright with excitement.
"So? Tell me everything you did while I was suffering," Denki spoke, eager.

Hitoshi blinked, bringing one hand to rub at the nape of his neck. "Oh, nothing much," he muttered.
He absolutely refused to tell the blond that he'd been making out with his best friend and said friends' boyfriends.

Denki pouted. "You're no fun," he uttered.
Hitoshi smiled a small smile as he watched the blond fondly. Denki reached forward to hug his left arm, cheek resting on his shoulder; eyes drooping.

"Missed you," Denki muttered.
Hitoshi released an amused breath through his nose as he smiled down at the blond. "Mm, I missed you, too," he admitted.

Denki turned his head to look up at the alpha, eyes bright as he smiled excitedly. "Really?"
Hitoshi glanced down at him, chuckling softly at the eager look on the other's face. "Really," he confirmed.

Denki giggled, nuzzling into his neck again. A pleasant silence fell over them, and Hitoshi listened as Denki's breathing evened out; until the blond let out an uncomfortable whine.

Hitoshi felt his body tense at the sound, rumbling to try and comfort the omega.
"Lie down with me?" Denki asked, though it sounded like he was pleading with the alpha to stay.

Hitoshi blinked, but nodded his consent. Denki scooted farther onto the bed, pulling back the covers and waited for Hitoshi to join. The alpha settled down into bed, trapping Denki between himself and the wall; a sign of protection.

Denki started to purr as he tucked the alpha in, and snuggled up to him, head resting comfortably on his shoulder and chest; eyes drooping as he suppressed a yawn. Hitoshi wrapped an arm around the blond, hugging him gently.

It was silent for another few minutes, before Denki took a sudden, deep breath, raised his head quickly--alarming Hitoshi into turning his head to look at him--and pressed his lips against the alpha's in a tender, yet timid kiss.

It was over almost as soon as it happened, and left Hitoshi blinking in confusion, lips parted.
"I think I'm in love with you!" Denki blurted.
Hitoshi's eyes widened; he could feel a blush spreading on his cheeks.

"I, I-uhm," Denki muttered, breaking eye contact briefly. "I hope you feel the same, I mean, you've been sending me all these signals-I hope I didn't misread," he mumbled.

Hitoshi was quiet for a few seconds longer, just staring at the beautiful blushing blond in awe.
"You didn't," he voiced quietly, swallowing.

Denki looked at him again, biting his lower lip, seeming unsure.
"I feel the same way, I...have for a while now, but I didn't, I didn't think you'd feel the same," he uttered, tired, purple eyes never once leaving Denki's golden yellow.

Denki smiled hesitantly. "Well, I mean, I do, obviously, I-"
Hitoshi cut him off with a kiss, before he could start rambling. It was a chaste kiss, but it was satisfying nonetheless.

Denki chased his lips as he pulled back, the alpha smiling as the blond pecked his lips repeatedly. Hitoshi recaptured his lips, and deepened the kiss. Denki played with the hair at the nape of his neck as they kissed, occasionally breaking apart for air, but never separated for longer than a few minutes.

They fell asleep, cuddled together, warm, comfortable and surrounded by each other's scents. They started dating then, and a month later, Shoto started dating Izuku, Katsuki and Eijirou.

Hitoshi couldn't be happier, as he was following his dream, working hard on becoming a hero with a perfect mate by his side.

"Please, stop whining," Hitoshi pleaded from where he stood behind his omega.
Denki whined again, annoyed and upset. They had been outside Katsuki's bedroom door, knocking for the past ten minutes, but the blond alpha wasn't answering them.

"You know they're probably asleep," Hitoshi stated, sighing as he moved to lean against the wall beside the bedroom door.
Denki pouted. "I forgot my jacket, and if I don't get it, I'm going to get cold when we go out to get dinner,"

Hitoshi sighed again, pained, and moved to wrap his arms around the omega, planting a chaste kiss on his pouting lips.
"Borrow one of my jackets," Hitoshi suggested as Denki's arms slid up to wrap loosely around his neck.

Denki bit his lip, before nodding. "Fine." He sighed.
Hitoshi smiled a small smile, bending down to kiss his omega again. Denki tilted his head back, trying to fight back a smile, but it was futile.

Hitoshi let out an amused breath as Denki's lips pulled into a smile, and the kiss grew awkward, but he didn't care.
"Let's go," Hitoshi spoke as he pulled back, taking Denki's right hand in his left; he lead them down the hallway towards the room they shared.

Hitoshi spent the next few minutes watching as his mate struggled to choose which of his jackets to wear, wearing an incredibly serious and contemplative look as he constantly switched between two of the alpha's jackets.

They were both far too big for the omega, and made him look a little rediculous, but also really cute and Hitoshi found it absolutely hot when Denki wore his clothes.

Ten minutes later, Denki chose a jacket and they left the building hand in hand, conversation flowing comfortably as they walked towards a restaurant Denki had seen and wanted to visit a few weeks earlier.

The place wasn't too fancy, which Hitoshi was grateful for as they were lead to a booth. The two sat close beside each other, talking and laughing as they shared a drink and fed each other food.

Denki felt extremely happy as they shared a dessert, glad their date was a success. The two shared a few kisses, holding up the menu and pretending to contemplate it's contents as they got pulled into a short make out session.

The two left after paying the bill, fully intending on finishing their date with a good, lazy fuck in their room, when Denki suddenly froze in fear, forcing Hitoshi to stop.

"What is-"
"Holy shit, it's Hisoka," Denki cut Hitoshi's question off.
The alpha frowned, turning to look in the direction the blond was staring.

Denki could vaguely remember what the clown looked like, and well, it was really hard to forget Hisoka with his extravagant clothing, facial paint and shocking blue hair. Though, in the video, his hair had been a darker orange; he clearly dyed it.

The two huddled together, constantly glancing in the clowns direction.
"What should we do?!" Denki hissed, voice lowered so that the older male across the room could hear them.

"I don't know?" Hitoshi said, unsure, glancing up and across at Hisoka, eyes almost instantly finding the clown who stood across the lobby.
"Should we, talk to him?" Denki asked hesitantly.

Hitoshi turned to look at the blond as if he just told him he was his father.
"Is that even a good idea?" Hitoshi questioned, clicking his tongue at the shrug he got in return.

"Should one of us go get Katsuki?" Denki questioned nervously, suddenly feeling the urge to find his pack alpha.
Hitoshi considered it. Clearly, both of them were too afraid to approach the man themselves, but both knew the fearless alpha would probably stomp up to the older man and start insulting the clown whilst simultaneously questioning him.

Or, well, something similar, at least. It was sometimes hard to tell what the blond would do.
"Question is; is he even going to answer the door?" Hitoshi asked.
The two stared at each other, before sighing heavily.

"May I help you?" A smooth, male voice suddenly spoke, causing the both of them to jump and Denki to screech very loudly.
"Holy fuck!" The blond shouted, whirling around to face whomever had caused them such a fright, shrinking back at the sight of the clown.

Hisoka had noticed the both of them constantly glancing at him, and felt a little annoyed, until he watched them talk heatedly with each other. Bored, the older male had decided to approach the teenagers and see what they wanted. Maybe they wanted to challenge him to a fight? Hisoka licked his lips.

"Oh! Uhm, h-hey, Hisoka, uhm, didn't notice ya there," Denki greeted, but trailed off awkwardly.
Hitoshi sighed, shaking his head; he couldn't resist the urge to slap the palm of his right hand to his forehead.

Hisoka smiled at them, unnerving the blond as Hitoshi silently mourned his sanity.
"Uhm," Denki mumbled dumbly.
"Denki, I love you, but sometimes I have to wonder if your quirk really did fry all your brain cells," Hitoshi muttered.

Hisoka glanced awkwardly to the side.
"Uhm, okay, first of all, rude, I'd expect that from Katsuki, not from you," Denki stated, glancing at Hitoshi, before turning back to Hisoka. "Second, where did you come from? Also, how'd we not notice you coming? And, why are you here?" He questioned.

Hisoka opened his mouth to respond, but was interrupted.
"Not even five minutes ago, the guy had you frozen in fear, but now you're firing off questions without any pause," Hitoshi muttered.

Denki turned to glare at Hitoshi, but it wasn't very threatening.
"Well, now." Hisoka chuckled deeply, gaining the two bickering mates' attention. "I noticed the two of you glancing from across the room, and well, I was intrigued," he stated.

Denki nodded, as if he understood the man on a spiritual level. Hisoka blinked, and suddenly the blond stepped into his personal space, eyes twinkling with excitement.
"Are you here to fight, Hisoka?" The blond questioned eagerly.

"Well, I do have a fight in two weeks, but, I'm unsure whether or not to show," he spoke.
Denki nodded again, thinking.
"In four weeks, there's going to be a fight that I suggest you watch," Hitoshi cut in.

Denki blinked and turned to look at his mate. "Four weeks? But that's-" he cut himself off.
"Oh? And who's going to fight?" Hisoka asked.

"Shoto Todoroki versus Izuku Midoriya," Hitoshi stated, closely observing the older male's expression.
Hisoka blinked, one of the names sounding very familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he'd heard it before.

"You know Izuku?" Denki pressed, gazing at the magician, searching for any signs of recognition. "Gon and Killua's son," he informed once he received no answer.

Hisoka's face contorted in surprise and shock. "Oh, I completely forgot; is it that time already?" He purred, suddenly feeling very excited.
The two teenagers watched as the clown breathed deeply and heavily, a blissed out look on his face.

Denki leaned away, suddenly creeped out. "So, yeah," he trailed off, wanting to just run the fuck away.
"He's won two of his ten matches so far, and in four weeks, he's going to fight an extremely powerful opponent, so I suggest you come watch it," Hitoshi stated, reaching to grasp Denki's hand.

"Yeah, it'll be sad if you miss it," Denki added, smiling almost timidly.
"I can hardly wait to see what those two's son is capable of. His parents were such powerful men, too bad I never did get to pluck that ripened fruit. Ah well, it's far from my reach, now," Hisoka spoke, amused.

Denki shivered, and Hitoshi had to resist the urge to run away. This guy, was creepy.
"Ripened fruit? Wha?" Denki asked, confused.

Hisoka smirked, but didn't answer.
"So, anyway, we're just going to go now," Hitoshi informed as he started to back up, gently tugging the blond with.
"Yeah! It was nice meeting you?" Denki said, seeming unsure.

Hisoka smiled, eyes wrinkling as he raised a hand to wave, watching as they entered the elevator and disappeared. He couldn't believe Izuku had escaped his mind, he had been so looking forward to this day.

He never did get a chance to fight Gon again, and Illumi was far too protective of Killua, so he never even got a chance. Gon and Killua were both so powerful, he just couldn't wait to see how strong their son is.

Hisoka licked his lips. He had, at first, wanted to cancel his fight in two weeks, or not show up at all, but now he would need to fight that person; he was too excited, he could barely wait.

Hisoka couldn't quite remember the last time he felt so eager to fight an opponent, so he welcomed the feeling with open arms. Old age had made him a bit more placid, as much as he loathe to admit.

Now though, Hisoka felt a bit more like his old self, and he had the feeling that this fight would change him for the better; perhaps turn him back into the eager fighter he used to be.

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Izuku stared up at the dark ceiling, carefully listening to his mates breathing, hoping the comfort of it would lull him to sleep. Sighing, he rolled over, propping his head up on his arm, he decided instead to watch them sleep.

Shoto was laying next to him on his back, hair mussed and falling into his eyes as his head tilted to the right. He looked so calm, much like he always did, but more vulnerable. Izuku reached with his right hand to brush the hair out of his omega's face.

Shoto's hair is so soft, he noted as he combed his fingers through the strands, mixing the two colours together to create a soft pink colour. His fingers paused, eyes taking in the scar over his left eye that reached all the way up to his hairline.

To think, his mother was driven to hurting her own son like this. Izuku frowned. Sometimes, his mind would forcefully conjure up images of the event; how Shoto must have screamed in pure agony.

Izuku bit his lip, hand trembling slightly in rage. Shoto didn't deserve any of those things, that pain, to be betrayed by your own mother in such a way, even if she was hurt by her own husband and mate; it didn't matter.

Mother's shouldn't be able to hurt their children in any shape, way or form. He supposed it wasn't really her fault; he couldn't blame her for what happened, Shoto certainly didn't.

They hadn't met Shoto's mother yet, the omega wanted to introduce them when she got back home. It was a strong possibility, if the doctors approved, she might be able to go home by the end of this year.

Izuku smiled softly. Shoto had been so excited at the news, he had practically vibrated with it. Izuku's eyes trailed all over Shoto's face, taking in his features, until they landed on Eijirou, who was cuddled up against Katsuki.

He couldn't see the beta's face from this angle, but he had memorized each detail so fervently, he didn't need to see it. Eijirou always had an open expression, his eyes never failing to show exactly what he was feeling, although it almost always gleamed with joy.

Ei was such a happy, loving person, Izuku couldn't imagine life without him. Sometimes Izuku thinks their entire relationship would fail had Eijirou not been apart of it. Not they wouldn't try, but Ei was the glue that held them all together.

The beta had his face pressed against Kacchan's neck, breathing in his scent with every inhale. His right arm resting on Kacchan's chest; he couldn't see where his left arm was.

Katsuki was laying on his back, right arm underneath Eijirou to wrap around his waist. When they had fallen asleep, Katsuki and Eijirou's fingers were intertwined on his chest.

The blond's head was tilted to rest gently against the beta's, eyes closed and face relaxed. Kacchan always looked so attractive when he slept, his face relaxed and calm instead of the usual frown or scowl.

Izuku sometimes wondered if it hurt Kacchan to frown so much. Maybe he's used to it already? Izuku knew that if he frowned to much, his brow started to ache and it would develop into a headache. Was that why Kacchan was so grouchy?

Izuku hummed softly in thought. That could be why the blond hated it when people were so loud around him. But, wouldn't his own voice hurt him just as much? Kacchan was always loud.

Izuku shook his head. He doubted this was the reason why the blond was so grumpy; it was just part of his personality, who he was. It didn't matter either way, he loved him just the way he was.

Izuku lay there for a while, just watching his mates sleep peacefully. He wondered how they would be around his parents. Izuku flopped onto his back, the bed shaking a bit with the action.

How would his parents even react to his poly relationship? Dating three other people wasn't exactly common. He doubted that they would reject his mates, they seemed far too accepting for that, though the thought did cause him some relief.

It was always a fear that they would be rejected for loving more than one person, but so far, they hadn't been shunned by the people that matter. Sure, passers-by on the street would sometimes sneer or make rude comments, but one glare from Kacchan was always enough to have them running or turning away.

They never let that bother them, though. Their friends and family supported them, and that's all that counts. Izuku could still remember Inko's reaction when he told her.

She had stared at him wide eyed, jaw dropped before she stammered a reply. She acted a bit awkwardly, until she actually met his mates, she instantly accepted them. Now, every time she sees them, she greets them with a hug and kiss on the cheek; she accepted them and treated them like her own children, and he loved it.

Kacchan's dad had also acted a bit awkwardly at first, but warmed up to the idea soon enough. Mitsuki had slapped Kacchan on the back, winked slyly at him and told them he needed three other's to handle him, and that she was proud.

Eijirou's parents had accepted them almost instantly, saying that Eijirou had so much love, and deserved just as much in return. They all wholeheartedly agreed.

Shoto had been very reluctant to tell his father. His mother had suspected it--according to him--and had accepted it gracefully. Shoto had only told his father about two months before graduation, and was surprised when the man only nodded and congratulated him.

Shoto had been so shocked, Izuku could still remember his face clearly. He supressed a giggle. Shoto's siblings accepted pretty quickly, too, as had their classmates and even their teachers.

Izuku tried to imagine how his parents would react. Gon would probably just smile at them and nod, accept them for whom they were and whom they loved. He couldn't really imagine it any other way.

He wasn't worried Gon would reject the idea entirely, he seemed like an honest, open person. Killua, was a different story entirely. He might accept them, he might freak out, or he could possibly even reject them.

Izuku suddenly shook his head at that thought. It wasn't possible, his mother didn't seem like the type. From what he had seen and heard, Killua was loyal and kind.

It might take him a while to accept, but he'd accept nonetheless. That, or he might accept instantly with some sly smirks and comments. Izuku sweat dropped as he imagined all the things Killua might say.

It was with these thoughts--of living a happy life with his parents in it—that he finally managed to fall asleep.

"Calm down, Deku, Jesus," Kacchan seethed, watching as Izuku paced up and down in his room.
"But I'm so nervous, Kacchan!" Izuku replied, running a hand through his hair, tugging at the strands.

Katsuki frowned. "Why? Shoto's fighting too, and you don't see him freaking the fuck out, do you?"
Shoto was, indeed, completely relaxed, slumped in the sofa next to Katsuki, head resting on the blond's shoulder.

It was an hour before their fight, and Izuku was nervous. He wasn't sure what exactly was making him so nervous, was it the fact that he was about to fight his omega? Or the fact that he knew Hisoka was going to watch him? All he knew was that he was nervous, and couldn't calm down.

"Sit down and try to relax, getting so worked up before a fight is never good," Bisky stated from where she sat in the arm chair, sipping tea, or maybe coffee, he wasn't sure.

Izuku sighed, slumping down in between Kacchan and Eijirou, body tense.
"Maybe you guys should have a quick fuck so he can relax?" Denki suggested slyly from where he sat on the floor, back leaning against Hitoshi's legs.

Katsuki growled as Izuku's face grew hot.
"I don't think that's very appropriate, Kami," Eijirou spoke softly, sheepish.
Denki shrugged. "Why not? Sex always makes a person relax," he stated.

"Oh my God, why?" Ochaco whined.
She really didn't feel like discussing her friend's sex lives, and in front of someone they barely even know.
"To be frank, an hour isn't enough time," Shoto stated, peeking open an eye to glance at Denki.

Kacchan made a weird, strangling noise as Denki started to howl with laughter.
"This isn't an appropriate discussion!" Tenya scolded.
"Why? Because your sex life is non-existent?" Denki asked slyly.

Tenya gasped, appalled, mouth agape; he couldn't think of any words.
Denki started laughing again as Hitoshi and Katsuki chuckled at the beta's expression. Bisky snorted into her cup, nearly spilling it's contents.

"C'mon guys, don't make fun," Ochaco cut in.
"Wait, you too, Ochaco?" Denki asked curiously.
The beta female blushed, rubbing the back of her head. "Well, it's just, there wasn't really any time, and I mean, I haven't really found the right person," she trailed off, blushing.

"I agree. You shouldn't do it with just anyone," Shoto cut in.
Everyone gave their own forms of agreement to this.
"I'm super hyped to see this fight though, the last time you guys fought it was amazing!" Denki said, spreading his arms wide and nearly smacking Tenya in the crotch.

"You've fought before?" Bisky asked curiously.
Izuku nodded. "It was in our first year of high school, but back then, I couldn't use my quirk well enough, and I would break my bones every time I did. Shoucchan refused to use his fire back then, too,"

"And yet it was still such an amazing fight," Hitoshi commented.
"You broke your bones every time you used your ability?!" Bisky asked in astonishment.
Deku rubbed the back of his head, sheepish. "Yeah. The first time I used it, I broke both of my legs and an arm,"

"After that, I learned how to power up my quirk in just my fingers so that I could fight longer. I broke my arms so much that the doctor told me I could lose all use in my arms if I broke them another two or three times,"

"After that, I switched to using my legs, but then I had a good enough hold on my quirk that it didn't break my bones anymore," Izuku explained.
Bisky gaped at him, cup nearly slipping from her grasp.

"You really are a Zoldyck," she commented before taking the last gulp of her drink and placing the empty cup on a nearby table.
"What do you mean by that?" Izuku asked curiously.

Bisky hesitated. "The entire Zoldyck family have a really high pain tolerance,"
"Huh, I guess that explains why you could break your bones and act like it didn’t hurt," Denki mused.

Kacchan frowned, squinting at the old woman; he could tell she was hiding something.
Bisky's eyes flittered across the room nervously, she could feel the pack alpha's gaze burning into her. "Yes, they trained themselves to endure being tortured, and to be immune to almost every poison!"

The room grew quiet suddenly.
"They what?" Kacchan hissed.
Bisky shot out of her seat. "I said too much!" She laughed nervously. "Oh my, look at the time! You better get ready, your fights about to start!" She screeched, turning towards the door. "Good luck Izuku I'll see you later!"

The room was quiet as she slammed the door shut behind her.
"Uhm," Denki broke the silence.
"How do you train to endure torture?" Ochaco asked quietly.

"Get tortured until it doesn't hurt?" Denki suggested before his eyes widened. "Wait, does that mean Killua," he trailed off.
"Was he tortured, too?" Eijirou asked.
None of them knew how to process this new information; getting tortured was no laughing matter.

Some pro hero's who were unfortunate enough to get captured by villains and tortured, suffered physiological trauma for years, some even had to retire as a result.
"Maybe we're misunderstanding?" Ochaco asked.

"Doubtful, but until we know more, we can't do anything," Katsuki stated, sighing.
Izuku nodded, suddenly feeling numb.
Katsuki stood up abruptly. "Anyway, we should get going, your fights going to start soon,"

They struggled to get to their seats. The arena was so full, the crowd cheering and roaring in excitement.
"Over here!" Bisky called, waving at them and gesturing with her free hand to a few empty seats.

"It's so crowded," Eijirou commented as he sat down next to Bisky, waving at Wing and Zushi.
"Wow, the people sure are hyped for this fight," Denki stated as he sat in between Hitoshi and Ochaco.

"Pfft, Deku's so nervous!" Ochaco snickered as they watched Izuku nervously rub the back of his head.
Shoto stood across from him, hands in his pockets and face blank.

"This is an excellent match up! We should observe attentively, we could learn a lot from this fight," Tenya stated, adjusting his glasses.
"That's quite true," a male voice purred.

Katsuki shot up from his seat, body tense as he snarled.
"My, my, so protective," Hisoka purred, smirking as he moved to sit down next to Hitoshi. "Mind if I sit here?"

Hitoshi stared blankly at him. "You're sitting already,"
Hisoka chuckled deeply.
"Hisoka! Glad you could make it!" Denki greeted joyfully as he waved from Hitoshi's other side.

Hisoka smiled as he gave a small wave back, crossing his legs.
"Oh! Let me introduce you to my friends! That's Zushi, Wing--obviously you know Bisky--Eijirou, our pack alpha Katsuki, Tenya and Ochaco!" Denki introduced as he pointed to each of his friends.

Katsuki grunted as he sat back down, body tense.
"It's a pleasure to meet all of you," Hisoka mentioned, yellow eyes gliding to rest on the two fighters.
"Oh! Down there is Shoto, and that's Izuku!" Denki pointed.

Hisoka stared at Izuku, licking his lips. From this distance, he could make out the similar hair colour to Gon.
"This fight is going to be intense! Definitely a close call," Ochaco stated.
Hisoka glanced at the girl, before his gaze turned back to the platform at the announcement of the start of the fight.

Deku tensed, powering up One For All to twenty percent, body glowing in a dull green as electricity crackled around him. Shoto pulled his hands out of his pockets, taking a step back; a large pillar of ice shot out at Izuku.

Deku dodged the attack, moving to the left, he barely ducked in time to avoid the wave of fire aimed at him. Rolling to the side, he shot forward, closing in on Shoto in a matter of seconds; he dug his feet into the ground, coming to an abrupt halt to avoid smashing into a wall of ice.

Izuku grit his teeth, dodging more ice; he knew he had to get close to Shoto to get a hit in, but that in itself would be difficult. Izuku raised his fist, punching at the air, the resulting shock wave and wind tearing away at Shoto's ice defences.

The omega braced himself with a wall of ice behind him to prevent himself from flying off his feet, left arm raised to block his eyes from tiny shards of ice.

"Fuck that's cold!" Denki shouted as he hid his face into Hitoshi's shoulder.
Once the wind ceased all eyes were back on the fight.
"Ice and fire? That boy has a powerful ability," Wing stated.

Shoto created another wall of ice directed at Izuku, sending a wave of fire soon after to create steam. Izuku turned in a circle, trying to see if he could find Shoto in the steam.

Just as the steam cleared, Shoto appeared before him, left fist connecting with Deku's stomach; he planted his left food on the ground, turned to create more speed, he raised his right leg and kicked Izuku in the stomach, sending the alpha flying.

Izuku bounced on the concrete once; planting his hands on the ground, he flipped and landed in a crouch. Izuku let out a breath before rolling to the left, avoiding a wall of ice, back flipped twice after that to dodge a fire attack.

His feet landed on the ground and he shot forward with the speed of thirty percent of One For All. Shoto raised his arms to block his face, but received a powerful hit to the stomach, knocking the breath out of him.

Shoto felt his back burn as he slid across the concrete, coughing as he stood back on his feet. Izuku rushed him again, left leg connecting with Shoto's raised arms.

Shoto's feet dragged across the concrete as he slid to the side from the force of the attack, arms aching.
Izuku punched at the air again, watching as Shoto failed to brace himself in time.

As the omega was flung into the air, Izuku jumped after him, aiming to kick him in the air. Shoto saw him coming, shooting off a pillar of fire whilst he simultaneously created an ice slide which he rode back down to the floor.

The crowd went wild as the two paused to catch their breath.
Izuku bit his lip in thought, watching as Shoto heated up his body to get rid of some frost that had managed to gather on his right side.

The omega was an extremely difficult opponent. Not only was Shoto well versed in hand to hand combat, his ice prevented one from getting too close, and even if they did, he could easily fend them off with his fire. It got even more difficult once he started to use both simultaneously.

Realistically, Izuku knew he wouldn't be able to win against the omega with only thirty percent of One For All, not to mention Shoto was taking it easy on him. He would have to knock the other out before he got too serious.

Izuku activated his quirk to thirty percent, catching Shoto off guard as he lunged forward, appearing in front of his omega, he jumped into the air, right leg swinging down in an arc to connect with back of Shoto's head.

Izuku jumped back, landing in a crouch. He had eight points now, he either had to get two more or knock Shoto out. With bated breath, he watched his omega. Shoto sat up, shaking his head; hand moving to rub at the sore spot.

Shoto barely had any time to gather himself before Izuku was on him again, delivering a powerful kick to his stomach; the omega doubled over and went limp around the alpha's leg.

The referee announced Izuku's win, and the crowd went crazy.
"Shoucchan, are you okay?" Izuku asked as he lowered his leg, gently setting the omega on the ground.

Shoto groaned in answer, right hand pressing into his stomach.
"Maybe I went too hard?" Izuku questioned as he crouched next to his mate.
"No, it's fine. That was a good fight," Shoto stated as he stood up.

Izuku looked up at him, and grinned.
"Yeah!" He agreed. "Maybe next time you should try not to go so easy in me?" He stated.
Shoto smiled softly at him. "I won't,"

They had to wait two more weeks before Kacchan was allowed to fight and reach the two hundredth floor. The group spent most of their time relaxing, and talking about Izuku's upcoming fight with Hisoka.

In the two weeks they waited, Izuku had scheduled three fights against other nen users and hand won easily enough. Kacchan eventually reached the two hundredth floor with minor injuries, and they scheduled a fight for the next week, and after that, Izuku would fight Hisoka.

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Izuku woke with a gasp, fluffy curls sticking to his forehead and the back of his neck. His shirt clung to him; a bead of sweat trailed down from his temple. With a shaking hand, Izuku pushed his bangs out of his eyes, glancing around the room as he tried to calm his rapidly beating heart.

It was morning, the sun peaking through a small slit in the curtains, shining on the ground a few feet away from the bed. His mates were all still fast asleep next to him.

The sight had his heart calming quite a bit, and a soft sigh passed his lips. Izuku clambered carefully out of the bed, making sure not to accidentally wake his boyfriends.

Izuku walked into the bathroom, quietly closing the door behind him; he moved to the zinc. With shaking hands, he turned the tap on, and splashed cold water onto his face, wiping his hands up and down his face.

He had had a nightmare, but now that he was fully awake, he couldn't remember what it was about. His heartbeat finally calmed completely as he dried his face with a towel.

Izuku tried remembering what the nightmare had been about, but came up blank. The entire two weeks they had waited for Kacchan to finish healing and moving his way up to the two hundredth floor, he had been having nightmares every night, but he couldn't remember what it was about.

Izuku sighed as he exited the bathroom, gaze trailing to the bed to see Kacchan detangling himself from Shoto. Izuku smiled as he watched the blond sit on the edge of the bed, taking a few moments to wake up completely.

"Morning Kacchan!" Izuku greeted cheerfully yet quietly.
Katsuki squinted at him and grunted, waving his right hand once before wiping it down his face.

Izuku moved to the kitchen, deciding on making coffee, knowing both Shoto and Eijirou were bound to wake up soon without the presence of either alpha in the bed with them.

It was still early, Izuku noted as he glanced at the clock that hung on a bare spot on the wall in the kitchen. It was quarter to seven. Izuku felt a little guilty knowing he was most likely the cause of Kacchan waking up fifteen minutes earlier than usual.

Kacchan was usually up first, followed by Shoto, then himself and lastly Eijirou. Ei could probably sleep well into the afternoon if given the chance.

A groan gained his attention, and he turned to watch in amusement as Eijirou came stumbling into the room, fingers rubbing at his tired eyes, yawning.

"Morning, Ei," he greets with a cup full of coffee in hand.
Eijirou mumbled something that could pass as a greeting, blindly reaching out to Izuku.

The alpha smiled as he handed over the cup, leaning forward as Eijirou took a sip, leant forward and pressed their lips together in a morning kiss.
Eijirou shuffled out of the room again and slumped onto the sofa.

Shoto had disappeared from the room; most likely sharing the shower with Kacchan as they often do. Since they woke up the earliest, they always shared a shower together, and later when Izuku and Eijirou woke up eventually, they would share the shower. It was all to save hot water, really.

The two exited the bathroom together, hair still damp and tangled; though they seemed more awake and aware of their surroundings than Eijirou. Eijirou tilted his head back on the sofas backrest, puckering his lips for whomever was closest. Katsuki planted a long loving kiss to the beta's lips. It wasn't anything too extravagant, just their lips pressed together for a long moment.

Shoto kissed Ei next; a gentle, loving yet passionate kiss that took the two alpha's breath away whilst they watched. Katsuki moved to the other alpha, leaning down to press their lips together. Izuku and Kacchan's shared kisses were always rough and passionate with underlying tenderness.

Izuku pulled back, smiled up at Kacchan and licked his lips, watching as the blond left to the kitchen, sipping his coffee as his gaze followed Katsuki's ass.

Izuku would scold himself later for blatantly checking the other out as he walked, but he couldn't quite contain himself at times. His boyfriends were all attractive; it would be an insult to them if they couldn't distract him just by walking by.

Katsuki re-entered the room a small while later with two cups in his hands, handing one over to Shoto who sat down next to Eijirou then. Katsuki made himself comfortable next to Izuku; the room was pleasantly quiet.

Izuku quickly finished off his own coffee, placing the cup on the table; he moved to snuggle into Kacchan's side. Sighing in content as the blond wrapped an arm around his waist. He nosed at Kacchan's neck, breathing in his scent, the smell of shampoo and soap mingling gently with Kacchan's natural scent.

Katsuki pressed his cheek onto Izuku's soft curls, eyes closing as he relaxed into the sofa eyes closed as he occasionally took a sip of his coffee.

Izuku knew he had to take affection while he still could, as Kacchan would possibly be cold with him the next few days; after their fight today. It wasn't like the blond would do it on purpose, he just tended to shut down and push people away if he lost a big fight.

It was just Kacchan's way of dealing with the loss whilst he analysed the fight in his mind, replaying it many times over until he figured out what he could have done differently. Once he was able to mentally win the fight, he'd come back to them.

Izuku watched with a smile as Eijirou fell asleep on Shoto's shoulder. Hs could always get Shoucchan to whine needily at Katsuki. That always brought the blond back.

None of them could resist the omega once he whined liked that. They spent most their morning like that, relaxing together until Izuku had to go shower and get ready; dragging a whining Eijirou behind him.

Once the two exited the steamy bathroom--Izuku had to pull away from the tempting make out session he and Ei had been in the middle of--all of their friends were waiting for them.

Before they left for the arena, Izuku hugged Kacchan, wishing him the best of luck as he kissed and nuzzled him. The blond scoffed at him and told him to give it his all before kissing him one last time.

Hisoka licked his lips as he watched Izuku walk onto the platform, his blond friend on the opposite side, already waiting. Hisoka dearly hoped this fight would be as intense as that other one, the one with the dual ability user.

Hisoka had to suppress a moan at the mere memory of that fight. That boy, Hitoshi, certainly hadn't been lying when he said Izuku would be fighting a powerful opponent. Hisoka found himself wanting to fight the dual hair coloured boy himself.

He had such a unique ability, ice and fire, so contradicting, yet he had mastered how to use them, separate and together. Ah, but Izuku hadn't let down, either. He was such a powerful teen, the shockwaves of his air punches alone was enough to tear down ice wall after ice wall.

Hisoka didn't know what the blond's ability was, but he could clearly sense power flowing through him. That boy, the pack alpha, could possibly be stronger than even Izuku.

Hisoka wouldn't be too surprised if the blond overpowered him. The alpha radiated power, strength and safety, typical for a pack alpha, yet so unique for someone his age.

Could this boy possibly be stronger than some of the Spiders? Hisoka hummed, well, there was only one way to really find out without pitting the blond against his ex comrades.

Izuku gazed nervously up at Hisoka, he was standing, leaning against a railing on a balcony above the stands. He was watching them--from what Izuku could make out from this distance--with an interested, if slightly blissed out, expression.

Eijirou and Denki both waved from the stands, trying to yell something at them over the roar if the crowd. Izuku shrugged at them, unsure what it was they were trying to say.

The air grew tense and the crowd grew quiet as the announcer shouted the start of the fight. Izuku tensed, activating One For All to thirty percent. Kacchan stood across from him, a deep frown on his brow as he observed the smaller.

"Right," Kacchan mumbled, mostly to himself. "Let's get this fucking started, Deku!" He shouted, turned his palms to face behind him, lurching forward with an explosion.

Izuku watched him, trying to calculate what Katsuki would start with, bringing his arms up to block an explosion from the left. Izuku flipped in the air as he was flung back, ears ringing.

How could Kacchan still have such good hearing? He shook his head as he dodged another explosion; he'll consider it later. Izuku closed in on Kacchan, kicking him violently in the side as Katsuki let off an explosion against his back before he was sent flying.

Izuku yelled out in pain, back burning from the heat of the explosion. Katsuki landed on his feet, snarling as he set off more, bigger explosions to close in on Deku faster.

"Fucking do better, Deku!" Katsuki shouted as he swung his right fist, burying it in Deku's stomach. Izuku coughed up spit and a bit of blood as the air left his lungs.

Izuku went flying, grunting each time his body connected with the concrete before he slapped his palms on the ground, pushing up to flip onto his feet and landing in a crouch. Bracing with his right hand, Izuku pushed off with the power of thirty two percent.

Katsuki grunted as Deku's leg connected with his raised arms, protecting his chest from the powerful blow. Turning his palm to face towards Izuku, he grinned at the look of shock on the other's face before he let off a powerful explosion that had the ground vibrating.

Izuku yelped in surprise as he flew back, shaking his head a few times after he landed. Kacchan already had three points, he needed to land a critical hit to catch up with him, or knock him out-?

No, that wouldn't work, Kacchan didn't get knocked out easily. That would require the power of about sixty percent of One For All; and even that might not be enough to knock him out.

Izuku took a moment to marvel at just how powerful Kacchan had gotten. He has always been strong, with an amazing quirk and even more amazing control over it, Kacchan had been strong ever since they were children.

Now though, he was powerful. He had trained his quirk and body so hard, he could surpass All Might in his prime. Kacchan could probably face him, fight him and probably even win against one hundred percent of One For All.

Izuku felt his admiration for his mate grow; and wasn't that just even more amazing? This strong, beautiful blond was his.

Izuku could feel a grin stretch across his lips as he stood, activated his quirk to forty percent; and lunged at his blond mate. Kacchan smirked, eyes alight with excitement, the thrill of the fight pumping adrenaline through his veins.

Izuku raised his arms to protect his face and arms as Kacchan raised his hands, palm forward and facing the green hero; the explosion he let off causing glass to shatter, the crowd to scream and the ground to shake and scorch.

Izuku grunted as his arms got burnt and blistered from the heat, but the adrenaline in his veins helped him to ignore it. Izuku closed in on Kacchan, landing a powerful kick that knocked the wind from the blond's lungs.

Kacchan recovered quickly, fist connecting with Izuku's cheek. The two continued to exchange blows; a blur of speed and power, the referee stood to the side, unable to see who was getting in hits and who was taking hits.

"Such power," Bisky commented in awe.
"I feel insulted that Izuku went so much easier on me," Shoto stated, arms crossed as he frowned, eyes watching the battle with keen focus.

"Tell me about it," Eijirou spoke with a pout as Denki groaned; "Same,"
Hisoka watched the fight in utter bliss and arousal; he could not wait until he had a chance to fight Izuku.

He briefly wondered if this is what it would be like to watch Gon and Killua fight. Hisoka could only imagine it. This fight was one of the best he had witnessed in a long time.

Katsuki grunted as he was flung back, cheek and temple stinging and aching from the kick he had received. He was having so much fun; he couldn't wipe the grin off of his face. He didn't want this fight to end, but it would soon.

They both each had nine points, one more hit and it would end.
Izuku seemed to notice this, grin widening. Kacchan watched, a little shocked as Izuku powered up to fifty percent.

They would end the fight with a big show. Izuku crouched low, body glowing a dull green with power as he shot forward. Katsuki cackled madly as he set off an explosion to send him flying towards Deku, intending on meeting him halfway.

Izuku readied a kick as Kacchan pulled back his right fist, left hand crackling with tiny explosions. In a split second they were on each other; Deku swiped his leg at Kacchan's face, eyes widening as the blond lurched his head back.

The tip of his shoe brushing the end point of Kacchan's nose. With a yell, Katsuki set off an explosion, smoke clouding most everyone's vision as he slammed his fist into Deku's jaw.

Izuku grabbed both of Kacchan's wrists, turning them mid-air so Kacchan's back faced the ground. The smoke cleared as the two started to fall toward the ground.

Katsuki struggled, even if he knew it was futile at this point; he did have a reputation.
Izuku's excited grin grew soft and loving. "I love you, Kacchan," he called over the roar of the crowd.

Katsuki stilled, eyes wide, hair ruffling in the wind as he took in the sight above him. Deku, covered in scratches, bruises and a bit of blood, eyes crinkled in the corners, smiling affectionately down at Katsuki as he professed his love for him for the first time.

I'm in love with you and I love you are two very different things.
Katsuki opened his mouth to respond, but words escaped him as he grunted, back connecting harshly with the concrete, skull slamming into the ground; it hurt.

Izuku raised his right fist as he straddled the blond's hips. "Sorry about this Kacchan!" He called before slamming his fist into Katsuki's stomach.

The blond's eyes widened as he spat up blood and spit, air escaping his lungs. Katsuki slumped to the ground, breathless for a few moments before he jerked, a strangled gasp sounding from his lips as he started to breath again.

"Izuku wins!!! This means he now has the right to challenge a floor master, who could it be!?" The announcer shouted, sounding far too excited for her own good.

Izuku sighed above him, hands moving to rest against Kacchan's lower stomach.
"I hope that didn't hurt too much, Kacchan," Izuku spoke softly, apologetic.

Katsuki scoffed as he propped himself up onto his elbows. "Fuck you, you asshole," he seethed.
Izuku smiled innocently. "Maybe later, Kacchan." He chuckled.

Katsuki snarled again, before his facial muscles relaxed, a small blush spreading on his cheeks. "You're lucky I love you," he mumbled, turning his head to the side.

It was hard to hear over the cheering crowd, but Izuku managed to catch it. Pure excitement overtook him as he leant forward--still straddling the blond's waist--cupping his cheeks, he kissed the blond.

The crowd went even more wild at the sight, but the two were oblivious to this, too caught up in the moment to take note or care. It was a sweet, blissful kiss that easily conveyed all their feelings.

Izuku pulled back, smiling gently as he stroked Kacchan's cheek before he leant back and stood up, holding out a hand to his mate. Katsuki grinned up at him, and took his hand.

"How could you do something so dangerous, Izuku!? To go so far as to use fifty percent of your quirk in such a crowded place?! We set boundaries for a reason!" Tenya scolded, arms chopping at the air to better convey his dismay.

Izuku rubbed the back of his head, guilt shining in his eyes and on his features.
"I'm so sorry!" He apologized sincerely.

"Yeah, watching you use fifty percent against Kacchan while you barely even used twenty with me? It was a devastating blow to my pride," Denki commented, a sly grin on his lips as he watched Izuku slump and crumble in guilt.

"Shut up Pikachu, you couldn't even handle half of what I could," Katsuki stated with a proud smile.
"Don't think I've forgotten you, Katsuki! Using your quirk in enclosed spaces is just as dangerous, if not more so! The spectators were frightened beyond belief, their hearing could be compromised because of your quirk! And there were children! It was unethical!" Tenya scolded.

Katsuki waved a hand, arms crossed over his chest. "It's not my fault people though it was a good idea to bring their kids to a serious fight," he commented.

"Katsuki's right, the spectators know the risks involved in coming to watch a fight like this." Bisky informed. "In any case, it would have been far too boring if the two of you held back too much," she stated with a wink.

"Heck yeah, it was amazing!" Eijirou cheered.
Ochaco nodded, ignoring Tenya's appalled look. "Yeah, it got me so pumped up; makes me want to fight Katsuki again!"

"In your dreams, round face; I could take you out in my sleep!" Katsuki scoffed.
Izuku chuckled as they watched the two start to argue, eventually having to lurch forward and pull them apart and away from the small wrestling match they had gotten themselves into.

"Kacchan, later tonight, I want to tell Ei and Shoucchan that I love them," Izuku mumbled to Katsuki as he pulled the blond away from Ochaco.
Katsuki looked at him, face serious as he nodded his consent. "Me too,"

Once their friends left for their respective rooms, tired from watching an exciting fight and their impromptu movie night, bellies full with Katsuki's cooking and snacks.

"Shoucchan, Eicchan, we have something to tell you," Izuku spoke up, gaining the other two's attention.
They were all just getting ready for bed, the beta and omega already sat on the bed waiting for their alphas.

Katsuki cleared his throat as he pulled on some sweat pants, not bothering to put on a shirt; he could barely bite back the smug smirk as he watched all three his mates' eyes trailing over his exposed chest and stomach.

Katsuki had beautiful skin, and he always smelt of caramel; and tasted like it too.
"You were saying?" Eijirou spoke, snapping the other two out of their thoughts and open ogling of the blond alpha. Katsuki smirked.

"Well, I." Izuku paused, taking a deep breath, before making eye contact with the beta and omega. "Eijirou, Shoto, I love you," he stated.

Shoto blinked in surprise as Eijirou smiled softly.
Katsuki cleared his throat again, gaining their attention; his cheeks flushed a soft pink. "Me too. I love the both of you, too," he confessed.

Eijirou grinned, bright like the sun.
"I love you guys too! So much, sometimes I feel like I can't breathe!" He admitted, blushing softly, but still grinning.

"Yes, I love all three of you as well," Shoto spoke softly, expression open and full of love as he smiled softly.
Izuku felt warmth wash over him as Eijirou laughed joyously and pulled them all into a group.

He was happy to have three other lovers, triple the amount of happiness and love.

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He was running, panting, his footfalls landing on the tar of the road and his pounding heart the only sounds that reached his ears. The city was eerily quiet; and completely destroyed.

Buildings crumbled, cars crushed with debris, streetlights were littered everywhere, embedded into the walls of the broken buildings, street signs bent and torn apart. The tar road and cement pavements were cracked and broken.

And bodies. So many bodies lay scattered on the road, on the pavement, blood pooling around the cold corpses, but Izuku wasn't paying this any mind. He had to get there, they were in trouble and he had to get there to save them.

Izuku ran, a gasp leaving him as his eyes focused on a deformed silhouette. Izuku sprinted forward, lungs burning as his legs worked to get him there.
Faster, faster, FASTER!

His feet skidded on the tar as he came to an abrupt halt. He shook his head in disbelief, chest aching, eyes burning as hot tears slid down his cheeks, he swallowed around the lump in his throat; and whimpered.

There were tears running down the cheeks of the man before him, golden brown eyes wide and blank and dark, lips parted the slightest bit in disbelief. He was clutching a body to his chest, and Izuku felt his eyes trail down.

"M-mom?" He whimpered, lips trembling as his entire body began to shake with horror.
This can't be real. He just found them, he just got him back, you can't take him-!

"No, please, mom. Mom?" He begged and pleaded, and why wasn't Gon moving?! Why wasn't he picking his omega up and sprinting to the nearest hospital?! Why was he just sitting there and-!?

Izuku collapsed to his knees as realisation sunk in. Gon wasn't doing anything because Killua was already dead. Izuku whimpered again, before a loud, broken wail tore through his throat.
"MOM!!!"

"Izuku!!"
Deku sat up with a loud scream, briefly fighting whomever had been shaking him awake.
"Fuck! It's just me, calm down!!" Katsuki shouted, struggling to keep Izuku's arms down so he wouldn't punch the blond whilst he fought in his sleep.

Izuku stilled, frantically looking around. "Kacchan, I-I, what-? Where, where is-?" Izuku cut off as he gasped lung fills of air, body aquiver as he took in his surroundings.

"It's just a nightmare, Izuku, you're okay," Shoto's voice reassured in his ear from behind him.
Izuku took a deep breath and whimpered. "I-it felt so real, I,"

"It was just a dream," Katsuki repeated, pressing his forehead against Izuku's, staring into those confused emerald eyes. "Killua's not here," he stated.

Izuku sucked in a breath and nodded, licking his lips; he sniffed. Katsuki pulled back a bit, placing both of his hands on Izuku's cheeks and wiping away the tears with his thumbs.
"It's okay," he whispered reassuringly.

Izuku nodded again, trying to will away the tears that started to pool in his eyes again. Katsuki shushed him as he pulled the smaller into a hug, gently rocking them as he started to hum.

They had been sleeping peacefully--as peacefully as they could with Izuku's fight against Hisoka in less than twenty hours--when Katsuki was woken by Izuku's sleepy whimpers.

He tossed and turned, whimpering as his hand tried to reach for something that wasn't there. Shoto and Eijirou woke when Izuku started to call out to his mom.

At first they thought he was calling out to Inko, but then Izuku whimpered out a question asking; why aren't you doing anything dad? It was easy to connect whom he was dreaming of then.

At first, Katsuki thought he'd leave it be, but when Izuku started to wail in his sleep, the three of them jumped into action. It took a few minutes, but Izuku woke with a final wail of 'MOM!'

Katsuki wasn't sure if he'd ever seen Izuku so shook, the smaller was trembling in his hold, biting back sobs that wracked through his entire body. It took nearly an hour for Katsuki to get Izuku to calm down enough to fall asleep again.

Eijirou curled around the alpha, hugging Izuku's head to his chest; Deku had never seemed so small to him as he did then, curled into a ball, arms wrapped around himself as if he were trying to give himself the comfort only the one in his nightmare could provide.

Izuku was tired, he kept yawning and his eyes were burning and red rimmed. He must have cried a lot in his sleep the previous night. He couldn't quite remember what the dream was about, just that it had upset him and had something to do with his parents, at least, according to his mates.

He'd been having the same dream--nightmare--for the past three weeks now, but never before had it caused him to start crying.

Izuku decided to push the dream and it's mystery to the back of his mind, for now; he had to prepare for his and Hisoka's fight. He hadn't spoken to the man yet, but he still felt very nervous.

According to Ochaco, Hisoka was very intimidating and creepy. He believed her. Izuku took a deep breath through his nose; and exhaled through his mouth, trying to breathe away all his stress.

"You'll be fine," Hitoshi stated as he leant against the wall.
They were waiting for Bisky, Wing and Zushi to meet up with them before they moved to the arena.

"I'm so nervous," Izuku mentioned as he started to pace.
"It'll be fine, Deku!" Ochaco insisted.
Izuku chose not to answer.

This was a person both of his parents were extremely cautious of, as well as Bisky, Wing and Zushi; he couldn't help but be nervous to fight the older man.

Hisoka likely had much more experience in fighting than Izuku, not to mention he didn't know the full extent of Hisoka's abilities, add that onto the fact that he couldn't use nen and therefore wouldn't able to notice when Hisoka used Bungee Gum on him until it was too late-

"You're mumbling again," Katsuki grumbled.
Yeah, he was even more nervous now.
"Just relax a little," Shoto instructed as he walked towards Izuku, grabbing the back of his neck and pressing his face into his chest.

Izuku sighed, body slumping as he wrapped his arms around Shoto's waist.
"Is it okay if I use more than thirty percent?" Izuku asked, voice muffled in Shoto's chest.

"Fucking whatever," Katsuki replied, hands in his pockets as he stood slumped against the wall next to Hitoshi.
He refused to admit to the fact that he was nervous, too.
"Try to avoid going one hundred percent, at least," Tenya spoke, knowing that it might not be possible at all.

"I'll try," Izuku vowed, pulling back and kissing Shoto just as Bisky, Wing and Zushi arrived.
"Are you ready?" Wing asked with a kind smile.

Izuku sighed softly. "As I'll ever be," he answered softly.
Bisky laughed boisterously, hands on her hips. "Don't look so nervous, Izuku! Just remember what you're fighting for, just think of your parents and you're all set!" She instructed.

Izuku nodded, paling as a sudden wave of nausea washed over him, the vague image of his parents from his dream entering his mind.
He took a deep breath in trough his nose. "I can do this," he mumbled to himself as he exhaled out of his mouth.

"Alright, let's go," he spoke with determination.
They all glanced at each other before turning to walk down the hall, until they had to separate from Izuku to go to the stands.

"You'll do fine, just keep a level head," Wing instructed.
"Osu! If Gon could fight Hisoka with the bare minimum knowledge of nen and fighting skill, then I know you could do even better!" Zushi spoke with enthusiasm.

"Just remember what I told you earlier, think of Gon and Killua, of meeting them and finally being reunited with them. Fighting Hisoka is only a stepping stone to get you to your next goal, okay?" Bisky told him, gently squeezing his shoulder.

"You'll do great Deku! We'll be cheering you on!" Ochaco called, one fist raised.
"You've fought many villains before in a life or death situations, I am certain you'll do great!" Tenya's arms chopped the air as he spoke.

Denki clapped him on the shoulder, giving him a thumbs up and an attractive smile with one eye shut. "Good luck, bro!"
Hitoshi nodded at him with the faintest of smiles.

"Don't stress about it too much, okay?" Eijirou stated as he stared into Izuku's eyes with concern.
"I'll try," Izuku reassured.
Eijirou looked him over, gently biting his lower lip before pulling Izuku into a hug, one hand rubbing up and down his back gently.

Eijirou pulled back, pecked him on the cheek and stepped back. Shoto cupped his cheeks and pressed a loving kiss to his lips, whispering his good luck against Izuku's lips.

Kacchan stepped forward, eyes roaming over his face. Izuku could clearly see the worry in Katsuki's crimson orbs, and on his face. Katsuki frowned and pulled him into a hug.

Izuku wrapped his arms around the taller blond's waist, eyes closing of their own volition, nose buried into Katsuki's neck and breathing in his scent.

"You take that fucker down, okay?" Katsuki's voice was gruff, but quiet.
"I promise I will, Kacchan," Izuku mumbled against caramel skin.
Katsuki tilted his head to press his nose into Izuku's curls, eyes closing as he took in a deep breath.

Izuku felt Kacchan plant a long, loving kiss to his temple before pulling back; and letting him go. Ochaco and Denki waved as he turned and walked away.

"Are you okay?" Eijirou asked as he stepped up beside Katsuki, lacing their fingers together.
Katsuki stared after Izuku's retreating figure. "I have a bad feeling," he answered.

Eijirou glanced up at him, gaze saddening as he turned to look back at Izuku.
Shoto brushed up against Katsuki's free side. "Yeah, me too,"

Hisoka was tall with pale skin, dyed blue hair, face paint, a strange sense in style; and he was wearing heals. Izuku took in the appearance of the older male as he stood across from him.

Hisoka was smiling at him, eyes roaming all over his body; it was unnerving.
"My, my, I see so much more Gon in you than I do Killua," Hisoka purred, he seemed very pleased by this.

"I've had a lot of people tell me I look like both of them," Izuku replied.
Hisoka's eyes narrowed as his smile grew wider. "You have Gon's hair colour—a bit lighter--face and eye shape, his tan skin and lips," he stated.

Izuku felt his interest peaked, no one had pointed this out to him before. "And what about...my mother?" He asked hesitantly.
Hisoka's smile turned almost soft, pitying. "Well, you have Killua's nose and hair type, also his smaller stature," he answered.

Izuku blinked as he took this new information in.
"And, from what I've seen, you've gotten his smarts, too. Good for you, Gon was, is, a little...dense," Hisoka informed with a long chuckle.

Izuku sweat dropped. "So I've heard,"
Hisoka smiled endearingly at him. "Lets make a deal," he stated.
"What kind of deal?" Izuku asked curiously.

"You see, I don't intend to lose my floor, but I also don't want to kill you just yet. And since I think you don't feel like staying, I propose we do this. If you can gain nine points, you win, let me knock you out or win by points, I won't have to kill you and I'll tell you everything I know," Hisoka proposed.

Izuku considered this. It was ideal, really. He didn't intend on staying or becoming a floor master, and by agreeing to this, Hisoka is agreeing to tell him everything he needs to know.
"Alright, we have a deal," Izuku stated with a nod.

Hisoka grinned. "Very good,"
"Let the match begin!!" The announcer shouted.
The instant her voice left through the speakers, both fighters lunged at each other.

Izuku tilted his head to the right to avoid a swipe at his face, ducking down and under to swing at Hisoka's stomach. Hisoka raised his leg to block, swinging it up to try and kick Izuku in the chin.

Izuku jerked back, tilting until he fell back onto his hands, right leg stomping forward to connect with Hisoka's gut. The clown grabbed his ankle and pulled him closer with surprising strength.

Hisoka's elbow swung down to break Izuku's leg, but yelped in surprise as his feet was knocked from under him by Izuku left leg. Hisoka let go of his right leg, which Izuku used to stomp the man in the face.

Izuku rolled onto his back and then onto his hands, back flipping thrice to put some distance between himself and Hisoka. The clown grinned at him, wiping his forearm under his nose as he stood up.

Izuku frowned at Hisoka, crouching low as he powered up to thirty percent. Hisoka's smirk grew sinister as he raised his right hand, palm upward and fingers curled lazily inward. All except his pointer finger.

Izuku felt his heart skip a beat at the familiar gesture, and suddenly he was fighting to stay in place.
"I used this same trick against Gon. It's easier on you, since you don't know how to use nen," Hisoka explained.

Izuku grunted as his feet slipped, and suddenly he was propelled forward, straight into Hisoka's fist. His punches hurt a lot, Izuku could taste blood in his mouth as he bit his tongue accidentally.

Izuku jerked back, but wasn't sent flying. He glared up at the smirking clown as he jerked his finger, and Izuku grunted as his fist made contact with his nose.

Shit, how was he supposed to stop this? He couldn't brace against it, the concrete too slippery underneath his shoes. He couldn't see Hisoka's attack to grab at it and tug.

What should he do?! Izuku panicked internally as Hisoka's fist connected with his cheek again. If things went on like this, then Hisoka would win, and he won't get the information he needed!

As he was propelled forward again, Izuku planted his left foot at the last second, raised his right and managed to kick Hisoka in the cheek, catching the clown off guard.

Izuku swung back, planting both feet, he grabbed Hisoka's right wrist with his right hand. The clown's eyes widened as Izuku brought up his knee and swung down his elbow.

Hisoka grit his teeth in pain as he felt the bone in his arm snap; he let go of his Bungee Gum and jumped back to gain some distance. Izuku felt himself cringe at hearing Hisoka's arm break; and jumped back, too.

Hisoka had the faintest frown on his eyebrows as he observed Izuku from afar. Izuku took a few deep breaths, hesitating for a few moments, unsure whether or not he should continue to attack, or stay back and see what Hisoka would do.

Suddenly, the image of his blank eyed father, with tears rolling down his cheeks, clutching his broken, bloodied, dead mother to his chest like he had just lost part of his--which he had--entered his mind.

Izuku's eyes widened, and suddenly he was in front of Hisoka, the clowns yellow eyes wide with shock and his own emerald eyes wide with anger and fear; burning hot with tears.

Izuku pulled back his right fist, and slammed it into Hisoka's cheek, then left, right, left leg kicking him in the stomach, twice his left hand connected with Hisoka's jaw, kicked him again and punched again.

Hisoka managed to dodge most of the attacks, but some landed, and it felt like each hit had the weight and power of a freight train behind it.

Hisoka ducked under Izuku's eighth punch, reached up and grabbed the back of his hair. Hisoka raised his right leg, bent at the knee as he forced Izuku's head forward; and kneed him in the face.

He repeated the action twice more, kneed the teen in the stomach, spun on left foot and kicked Izuku in the side of the head, sending him flying. Izuku lay on the ground for a few moments, teeth gritted and eyes clenched shut.

He filled his mind with some of the happy memories he had seen on the video, before arching his back and jumping onto his feet.
"I'm ending this," he seethed.

Izuku powered up to eighty percent, glaring as harshly as he could muster at Hisoka. The clown grinned in excitement, readying to fight.

What he didn't expect was for Izuku to vanish before his eyes, and then reappear before him. Hisoka raised his arms to block, but it was futile.

Izuku raised his right leg, connecting it with Hisoka's stomach, knocking the breath from his lungs as he coughed up spit and blood; Hisoka went flying backwards, and crashed into the wall.

The crowd grew quiet, watching with bated breath to see if Izuku had managed a knockout. Hisoka chuckled as he raised his head, eyes bright with glee as he licked blood from his lower lip.

He managed to free himself from the wall, gracefully landing on the ground; and sauntered back onto the platform. Izuku watched him with barely contained rage.

He didn't know why he was so angry, just that he was and he couldn't contain it.
"I have nine points," he informed as Hisoka stopped a few feet from him.

The clown glanced up at the scores. Izuku had nine, and he had seven. Had he not made this agreement, he would certainly have lost. He felt his excitement and arousal grow, maybe he should-

No, it wasn't time to pluck this fruit yet; he wasn't quite ripe enough yet.
"That you do. You win, Izuku, now tell me; do you want me to knock you out? Or-"

"Knock me out. Please," Izuku pleaded, eyes desperate.
Hisoka observed him, shrugged and smirked in amusement. "Very well then,"
Izuku forced his body not to react as Hisoka appeared behind him, left hand chopping the back of his neck, hard; and everything went blissfully dark.

He was running breath escaping him in short pants, the sound of his feet connecting with the tar road and his pounding heart the only sounds that reached his ears. The city was eerily quiet; and completely destroyed.

Buildings crumbled, cars crushed with debris, streetlights were littered everywhere, embedded into the walls of the broken buildings, street signs bent and torn apart. The tar road and cement pavements were cracked and broken. Izuku could see a crater not too far away.

And bodies. So many bodies lay scattered on the road, on the pavement--woman, men, elderly, young--blood pooling around their cold corpses, but Izuku wasn't paying this any mind. He had to get there, they were in trouble and he had to get there to save them.

Izuku could vaguely recognize this city, he noted as he ran, but couldn't quite put a name to it. A gasp left him as his eyes focused on a deformed silhouette in the distance. Izuku sprinted forward, lungs burning as his legs worked to get him there.
Faster, faster, FASTER!

His feet skidded on the tar as he came to an abrupt halt, chest heaving as his eyes widened, taking in the sight before him. He shook his head in disbelief, chest aching, eyes burning as hot tears slid down his cheeks, he swallowed around the lump in his throat; and whimpered.

There were tears running down the cheeks of the man before him, black-green hair covered in dust and small pieces of debris, golden brown eyes wide and blank and dark, lips parted the slightest bit in disbelief.

Gon looked like had lost part of if not his entire soul. He might as well have, that certainly would have hurt far less. He was clutching a body to his chest, and Izuku felt his eyes trail down.

Killua lay limp in Gon's arms, face pale and bloodied, yet peaceful. His once beautiful white hair turned grey with dust, a few patches of blood matted in his hair, the strands tangled and dirty.

His pale skin was bruised and covered in dirt and blood. The sweatshirt he was wearing was soaked through with the red substance, his right hand laying limply on the tar as his head tilted back.

There was a large pool of blood forming underneath Gon's knees, soaking though the fabric of his jeans; but he didn't seem to care.

"M-mom?" Izuku whimpered, lips trembling as his entire body began to shake with horror.
This can't be real. He just found them, he just got him back, you can't take him-!

"No, please, mom. Mom?" He begged and pleaded, and why wasn't Gon moving?! Why wasn't he picking his omega up and sprinting to the nearest hospital?! Why was he just sitting there and-!?

Izuku collapsed to his knees as realisation sunk in. Gon wasn't doing anything because Killua was already dead.
Gon's lifeless eyes trailed up to look at him as Izuku stifled a sob.

"This is your fault," he accused, voice dead. "Why'd you have to go and do that, Izuku?"
Izuku whimpered again, unsure how to answer.

"Why did you have to be born?! We would have been happy without you! If you weren't born, Killua would still be alive! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!" Gon screamed at him, eyes hurt and betrayed.

Izuku shook his head, denying everything. It wasn't his fault, how could it be!? He didn't do anything! And that's when it hit him. It's his fault because he didn't do anything. He looked down at his hands in his lap, and they were covered in blood. Izuku whimpered one last time before a loud, broken wail tore through his throat.
"MOM!!!"

"AAH!!"
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Katsuki shouted as he jumped in fright.
"Oh my god, are you okay?!" Denki yelled as he jumped to his feet.
Izuku breathed heavily, eyes wide as they focused on Denki.

It was just a dream. He sat forward, clutching his head in his hands and whimpering. His chest heaved and lungs burned as he tried to suck in air.

"Shh, it's okay, you're okay," Shoto reassured, sitting on the bed beside the alpha and rubbing his back in slow, soothing circles.
Izuku breathed in the scent of his omega, and slowly calmed.

Izuku reached into his shirt with a shaking hand and pulled out his mother's feather necklace. He held it close to his face; and inhaled. Killua's sweet scent still lingered, much to Izuku's relief.

His body finally relaxed fully as his heart calmed.
"I'm sorry," he uttered quietly.
"It's fine. Hisoka said he'd be by soon; apparently the two of you made a deal?" Bisky asked as she stood in front of him, hands on her hips, expression stern.

Izuku nodded, sighing as he ran a hand through his hair.
"How long was I out?" He questioned, finally raising his head to meet his friend's gazes.

"Not too long, about thirty minutes," Wing answered as he drank something from a cup, probably tea.
Izuku nodded with a sigh, moving to sit on the edge of the bed, when there was a sudden knock on the door, causing them all to pause.

Denki shrugged and moved to answer the door, opening wider to let the person in.
"My, my, you certainly woke up a lot faster than I had anticipated," Hisoka purred as he stepped further into the room.

Izuku nodded curtly.
"Feeling better? You really raged out on me," Hisoka stated as he observed the young alpha.
Izuku smiled a little sheepishly. "I am. Sorry about that; I don't know what came over me," he admitted.

Hisoka chuckled and licked his lips.
"Stop fucking playing around and tell us everything," Katsuki cut in.
"The truth, Hisoka," Bisky added with a glare.

Hisoka laughed, shrugging.
"Very well. No one wants to have a conversation when they want to know something," he mused.
He received multiple glares; and he sighed.

"Fine, fine," he stated, waving a hand in the air as he muttered something under his breath, before making eye contact with Izuku; and smirking. "You'll find your next clue on Kukuroo Mountain; at the Zoldyck mansion,"

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"You'll find your next clue on Kukuroo Mountain; at the Zoldyck mansion," Hisoka stated with a smirk, and Katsuki could almost instantly tell something wasn't quite right.

Izuku held eye contact with him for a few moments longer before he nodded and stood up from the bed.
"Okay. Can you tell us how-?"

"Hisoka, you lying son of a bitch!" Bisky roared in anger, swinging her arm to the right, fist making contact with the wall, cracking it.
"Hmm?" Hisoka hummed, turning slightly to watch the old, blond woman.

"You and I both know Killua would never send his own son there!!" She stated, glaring into the man's eyes.
Hisoka raised his hands in a shrug. "I do know that, however, I'm just following the orders they gave me," he explained.

Bisky snarled. "Why should I believe you? Killua hates that place with a burning passion and Gon doesn't like it either; so why would they want to send him there? Killua would want Izuku as far away from that place as possible,"

"And you know this, why?" Hisoka questioned, turning to fully face the elderly.
"Because I know Killua, I know what that family did to him-" Bisky explained.
"Do you?" Hisoka cut her off, a cruel glint in his eyes.

Bisky closed her mouth, biting her lower lip. "I do,"
"That's amusing. If you'd known them as well as you claim, you'd have been able to save them from a lot of pain," he stated.

Bisky sucked in a sharp breath, recoiling. Hisoka chuckled in amusement, eyes closing as his shoulders shook. His amusement was cut off as Katsuki let off a few mild explosions.

They turned to him, and okay wow, does that boy have an impressive glare. Hisoka felt an aroused shiver travel up his spine.
"Tell me why the fuck you're so vehement on us not going there," he demanded.

Bisky hesitated, torn between keeping a very dark secret and obeying the pack alpha, even if he weren't her own.
"Tell me, do any of you even know what the Zoldyck's are?" Hisoka questioned.

They all glanced at each other, shrugging once they couldn't find a suitable answer.
"No?" Denki answered with a shrug.
Hisoka's eyes glinted with amusement; he's going to enjoy this.

"Don't you fucking dare, Hisoka," Bisky hissed.
Hisoka smirked. "The Zoldyck's," he explained. "Are a family of professional assassin's,"

The room grew quiet as the teenagers all stared at him in shock and horror. Bisky's face pulled into one of despair as she turned to observe Izuku's reaction.

The young alpha's eyes were wide, lips parted in shock and it seemed as though he were barely breathing. Izuku inhaled shakily as he sat back down on the bed slowly.

Wing shook his head, eyes closed and arms crossed over his chest; they'd been trying to avoid telling Izuku this, but he supposed it was inevitable that Izuku found out eventually.

Zushi stared at the ground, biting his lower lip as he gazed sadly at the carpet below his feet. Ochaco placed both her hands over her mouth, quietly staring in shock at her lap.

Tenya's eyes were wide, but he chose not to move or say anything for fear of triggering something awful; what, he wasn't sure. Denki stared down at his feet with wide eyes, Hitoshi stood next to him, but he showed no reaction.

Shoto kept his face carefully blank, trying to process this information silently. Eijirou just stared at Izuki in concern, choosing instead to work through his own feelings later. Katsuki stood a few feet away from the bed, eyes wide in horror.

Izuku's hands trembled in his lap, fingers curling into the fabric of his pants, knuckles turning white from his tight grip.
"Killua, he...my mom," he trailed off, unsure what he wanted to ask.

"Killua, too," Hisoka stated as he moved to lean against the wall.
Izuku felt tears gather in his eyes, bangs falling to cover his eyes.

His mother, gentle, caring and loving; hands that handled him with utter care and grace and love. Hands that wiped away his tears when he was a baby, pale fingers that would run through his hair as he hummed a lullaby to Izuku.

Hands that gently held him after nightmares, that would gently rub up and down his back comfortingly-
Those same hands covered in the blood of countless victims; innocent people's lives snuffed out by his mother because-because of money!

Izuku's thoughts continued to spiral into dark places as Hisoka watched in amusement.
"Killua...wanted to tell you himself," Bisky voiced, breaking the tension heavy silence.

Izuku's eyes trailed slowly up to the woman's face, heart heavy with dread, only to squeeze in his chest. Bisky was crying. Her pinkish eyes glimmering with tears and sorrow.

"He hated it," she stated, her right hand moving to grip the fabric of her dress over her heart. "He hated it; he never wanted to kill people, but you know why he did it?"

Izuku stared into het eyes and shook his head.
"Illumi, his big brother, brainwashed him. He planted a needle inside Killua's forehead and controlled him; he was so scared of Illumi," she explained.

Izuku could remember what she had said when they first met her, she had said something about noticing that thing in Killua's forehead; at least that made a little more sense now.

"Izuku, you need to understand that Killua was unwilling, but he started to become willing with his actions so he wouldn't have to be punished," Bisky told, eyes connecting with his.

"They would torture him to the point where he wouldn't outwardly cry out or show any signs of pain, they whipped him, electrocuted him, any form of torture you can think of they most likely did to him,"

"They held him in a cell and fed him food laced with poison; it was either die of starvation or eat the poisoned food. There was no one to take care of him while he was sick. He had to eat poison so much, he became immune to it,"

"I can't even begin to imagine the things they did to him; and I know it doesn't change or make up for the fact that he was an assassin and took the lives of many, but you need to understand. Please, don't let this cloud your judgement of him," Bisky pleaded.

It was quiet as Izuku absorbed this.
"That's why," Denki whispered, though it was loud in the quiet room.
"What?" Hitoshi questioned with a confused frown.

"That's why they basically bribed Hisoka into not telling Illumi about Izuku's birth! I bet that if he knew about him, he would have taken Izuku away from them and raised him the same way! They did this, to protect you! Because Killua and Gon didn't want you to be raised like that," Denki explained.

Bisky stared at the blond for a moment in shock, before she smiled.
"That's right. They wanted to raise you with the freedom Gon had; so that you could choose who or what you wanted to be," she stated.

Izuku's lower lip trembled before his lips pulled into a smile. He raised one arm to wipe across his eyes. They were right, Killua may have been an assassin, but he clearly wasn't anymore; he wouldn't let this cloud his judgement until he met them.

Hisoka chuckled with his eyes closed; the boy had made up his mind, it would seem.
"Your next clue is at their apartment in Yorknew City, they should have left a key for you?" Hisoka purred, opening his eyes.

Izuku nodded hesitantly.
"Very good. Well, I'll be going now, before your little blond decides to kill me," Hisoka spoke in amusement, referring to Katsuki who stood there trembling with barely supressed rage, hands balled into tight fists.

Hisoka paused at the door, turning to look back at the young alpha. "Do consider paying them a visit, though. I'm sure they'd love to meet you," he stated before he left with a wave of his hand.

Bisky collapsed into the arm chair, sighing as she rubbed her forehead with one hand. "I'm too old for this," she mumbled to herself.
"Is Killua retired?" Ochaco spoke up suddenly.

Bisky stared into the young girls eyes, and nodded. "Killua left his family's house when he was twelve, had to stab his mother and brother to get out, too. After that he went to take the exam, met Gon and stayed with him for two years. They separated for a little over a year and a half, and then reunited, started dating a few months after that, bonded and then they had you. The rest is history," she explained.

Izuku smiled softly.
"Trust me, Izuku, the moment you meet them, all your doubts and worries will just melt away," Bisky spoke.

Izuku nodded in understanding.
"When should we leave? Where even is Yorknew?" Denki questioned as he flopped down on the sofa.
Bisky smiled at them. "Yorknew isn't too far from here, maybe a day and a half, two day flight from here. I'll book a flight for you for tomorrow, how does that sound?"

"It sounds like you're a saint and we love you," Denki spoke.
Bisky giggled as she moved to stand up. "Well then, the lot of you should rest up. Maybe we should all go out to dinner tonight, get out goodbyes out of the way?" She suggested as she moved to the door.

"That sounds good, thank you, Bisky," Izuku said sincerely.
Wing and Zushi followed after the elderly woman as she left, biting back tears at knowing she would have to say goodbye to Izuku and his friends so soon.

"I fucking hate flying in those things," Katsuki grumbled as they walked down a new street, following directions Bisky had wrote down for them.

"It feels like they're a lot slower than the airplanes back in Japan," Eijirou agreed, jogging to catch up with Katsuki, lacing their fingers together as they weaved around multiple people.

"It's so busy," Denki whined, arms hugging Hitoshi's left arm to his chest so as not to get lost.
"Why are you so whiny, where's your sense of adventure!" Ochaco spoke cheerily, turning her head to speak with him.

Denki snarled, though it was far too cute. "I left it back at the Heaven's Arena,"
Hitoshi chuckled softly, ruffling Denki's hair with his free hand. "Don't be such a grump, babe, you're starting to sound like Katsuki,"

"HAH?!" Katsuki whirled around to glare at the taller alpha.
Hitoshi snickered at the wild look on Katsuki's face, not feeling threatened in the least bit.

"Don't compare me to explosion boy!" Denki protested loudly.
"Don't yell so loudly, Denki, you're making a scene!" Tenya scolded, one arm chopping the air.
"Do you ever get tired of talking with your hands?!" Denki shouted.

"G-guys please," Izuku uttered, trying to get his friends to calm down.
Katsuki glared murder at Denki. "Do you ever get tired of not shutting the fuck up?!"

"No, but I'm tired of your fucking swearing! Get the fuck out of my face!" Denki shouted.
The two blond's started getting physical, tugging at each other's hair and clothes, snarling insults at one another.

"Stop guys, c'mon!" Eijirou shuffled into the middle if the two. "Stop fighting, please!"
Ochaco sighed. "Figures Denki would be the only one brave enough to insult Katsuki to his face,"
"Or dumb enough," Hitoshi muttered.

Izuku flittered around the small group, trying to get them to stop, Tenya stood to the side yelling at them, his robot arms in full swing. All in all, they were gaining a lot of attention.

Shoto sighed, pained. Grumpily, he turned around, glaring heatedly as his ice quirk activated subconsciously.
"If you don't stop fighting this instant, I will freeze your balls off," be hissed, breath coming out in a white cloud.

The group stilled, frozen as they stared at the irritated omega.
"Sorry Shoucchan," Izuku spoke as he pulled back from Eijirou.
The other three mumbled their own apologies, looking like kicked puppies.

Shoto sighed again. "Let's go,"
The group shuffled after the omega, the further they travelled, the more their spirits were uplifted again, until they were laughing and talking again.

"This is it," Shoto stated, staring up at the tall building.
"So they live on the second floor, right? Apartment number twelve?" Ochaco asked.

"According to Bisky, yeah," Izuku mumbled as he riffled through his back pack, pulling out the key with a triumphant cry.
"This sort of feels like an invasion of privacy," Denki noted as they entered the building.

It wasn't anything too fancy, right across from the door stood two elevators and a staircase in between the two, a hallway to the left and to the right that had a few doors, probably the ground apartments. Shrugging, they all walked to the staircase and started to climb to the second floor.

They didn't have to search for too long before they were stood in front of the door. Izuku hesitated before he reached out with a trembling hand, shoving the key into the lock and turned. 'Click'

Grabbing the door handle he turned and swung the door open. Izuku glanced at his friends before he entered, pulling the key out of the door.

Hitoshi closed the door behind them once inside. They walked down the hall for a few feet, an archway to the left lead into a cosy kitchen. At the end of the hall was the living room, and they knew from the videos that to the right of the living room was another hallway that lead to two bedrooms and a guest bathroom.

Slowly, they all entered the living room. Izuku paused in the middle of the room, mind conjuring up images of the clips he had seen, and he realised that those moments actually happened, right here in this room, in this apartment; this home.

He could picture Killua reading a book on one of the sofas as Gon sat beside him, playing with his hair or falling asleep on his lap. Izuku let out a shaky breath.

"You okay?" Katsuki asked quietly.
Izuku nodded, turning to look at his mate with a soft smile. "Yeah, yeah I am,"
"So, uhm, where are we supposed to find the next clue?" Denki spoke up.

They all glanced at each other again.
"Should we...search through their things?" Ochaco asked hesitantly.
"Probably. Otherwise they would have put it somewhere easy to find, right?" Eijirou asked.

"Let's just search around, I guess," Deku muttered.
They all hesitated before spreading around the room. There were a few family photos on the walls, two sofas and a tv, a desk with an old computer in the corner and a bookshelf. Everything had a thick layer of dust on it, but it didn't deter any of them from rifling through books and drawers.

Izuku hesitated before he walked down the hall to his parents' bedroom. The door creaked softly as he pushed it open, and he was suddenly hit with a strong scent.

It had faded over the years, but it still lingered strongly. Izuku bit his lower lip to prevent it from trembling as he walked into the room. He glanced around, noting that not much had changed.

The bed was made messily, one of the bedside tables was empty aside from two framed pictures while the other held a book and old empty chocolate wrappers. He knew the cluttered one belonged to Killua.

There was a wardrobe in the room, but not much else. Izuku made his way to the door that lead to the bathroom, pushing the ajar door open, and suddenly his nose was assaulted by the smell of antiseptic and old blood.

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Izuku recoiled and slammed the door shut, slapping a hand over his mouth and nose, eyes watering as he gagged into his hand. Izuku coughed and gasped, shuddering. That was such an unpleasant smell.

More prepared, Izuku opened the door again. He supressed the urge to puke as he entered the room. The zinc was dirty and smeared with crusting old blood, wrappers for plasters and bandages littered on the ground, torn clothes crumpled in the corner.

It was as if they were in a hurry to dress wounds, change clothes and get out. Izuku looked down to the tiled floor, noting a trail of brown that lead to the toilet, a small pool formed there.

One or both of them must have been hurt the last time they were here. Izuku figured than either Gon or Killua was too hurt to stand, and therefore had sat on the toilet, waiting to be patched up as a pool of blood formed.

Izuku felt nauseous; it was a lot of blood. There seemed to be some on the doorway in the shape of fingers, the toilette seat held a large puddle, too. It was honestly a miracle the person didn't die from blood loss.

Izuku moved to the crumbled clothes, gingerly picking up a black tank top. Based on the size, he guessed it was Gon's. It had a large hole in the abdominal area and back, as if he had been impaled, with a few tears here and there. It was stiff and reeked of old blood and who knows how many years of not being washed. It smelt old.

Izuku dropped it to pick up a long sleeved navy shirt--obviously Killua's, as he had seen the omega wear it in a few clips of the video--it had multiple holes in, also stiff with blood. It smelt old and like blood, though the omega's natural scent lingered a bit.

Izuku sighed, dropping the clothing, noting there were pants on the ground too. Izuku shivered as he moved to exit the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He felt nauseous.

He walked to the bed, sighed, and plopped face first into it. Instantly, he was surrounded by the smell of his parents. Sweet like chocolate and flowers, like sunshine, comfort, protection and safety; and a bit dusty.

Izuku lay there, breathing in their scent for a while, barely falling asleep until he felt a hand on his back. Izuku raised his head to look at whomever it was tiredly.

"Eijirou?" He croaked.
The beta smiled sadly at him. "Come with me, Izuku,"
The alpha reluctantly clambered off of the comfortable bed and followed after his beta.

"We found another video," Eijirou explained as he lead Izuku back to the living room, everyone crowded around one of the sofas.
Denki's laptop sat on the coffee table in front of them, open and ready to play the video.

"They left it on the kitchen counter with a note," Ochaco added as she walked up to him and handed the sticky note to Izuku.
It read 'Watch Me' again. It was dirty with dust, a dull green with a dark smear in the corner. Izuku just knew it was blood.

He moved to sit in between Denki and Shoto, his stomach in knots as the video was played. The camera blurred as it was fiddled with, sat on the coffee table; and Killua flopped onto the floor.

He ruffled his own hair, a bandage wrapped around his head, a band aid stuck to his left cheek; his hands and arms were clumsily wrapped in bandages. He had bruises in the shape if fingers on his neck, hickeys littering his collarbone, neck and jaw.

It looked as though he had been bitten on his neck just below his left ear. His nose had faint bruises, dark circles under his eyes. Killua's eyes looked into the camera for a few seconds before he sighed, gaze fluttering to look at something behind the camera.

"This...is not easy to say, Izuku," he spoke, glancing behind him towards the bedroom door. He turned back, and stared into the camera; his eyes were dull. "So I need you to pay attention and listen, okay?"

"This adventure we sent you on, has to end for now," he told, biting at his split lower lip, eyes flashing with guilt. "I'm sorry, I know you must be really excited and everything, it's just that," he cut off with a sigh, rubbing a hand up and down his face.

"Things are not going as planned," he stated, voice cracking as tears gathered in his eyes. "We, we uhm, a few weeks ago finished taking care of most of the Chimera Ant soldiers, it's only the King and his four royal guards left, but," he trailed off, biting his lip again, a bead of blood trailing down his bruised chin.

"They're...a bit stronger than we anticipated. Gon and I managed to kill the weakest one, but…fuck, just look at what he did to us," his voice wavered. "He almost killed Gon, and, and I just-" he cut himself off.

Killua placed a hand over his mouth as he whimpered in distress, tears sliding down his cheeks. He took a few deep breaths, body aquiver as he looked back into the camera, not even bothering to wipe away his tears.

"I need you to go to Swardani City; to the Hunter's Association, the headquarters is there, and request to talk with Cheadle. She knows you're coming, and she'll explain everything to you," Killua instructed.

He hesitated, lower lip trembling as more tears fell; he let out a shaky breath.
"I'm so sorry, sweetie, I wish things weren't like this, but there's nothing I can do. I hope you understand,"

He paused, reaching forward passed the camera with one hand, the other wiping at his cheeks. When he returned into view, he had a warm smile on his lips.
"Inko sent us a few photos of you," he stated as he fiddled with something in his lap.

"She says you're a big fan of a hero named All Might." He grinned as he held up a photo of Izuku.
He was young, maybe five or six, eyes and smile wide with sincerity, innocence and joy. He was wearing pyjamas that looked like All Might's hero costume.

Killua turned the picture back to himself, smiling softly, yet sadly at the photo. "You're so cute," he stated.
He placed the photo aside and held up another. This time it was of him and Kacchan, standing side by side, grinning at the camera.

The group felt surprised at this.
"I didn't know you had a photo of us," Katsuki spoke in surprise.
"Neither did I," Izuku answered softly.

"Inko says this is your best friend? Katsuki Bakugo," Killua spoke, and didn't that just feel weird, to hear him say Katsuki's name. "She says you really look up to him, you even have a cute little nickname for him,"

Killua turned the photo to look at it. The photo's seem to be calming him down. "Kacchan," he said, testing the name.

"He sounds weird saying that," Denki noted.
"He looks like a little brat, if you ask me," Killua stated with an amused grin.

Izuku sweat dropped as Kacchan glowered. Killua's eyes shone with mirth, no longer dull and sad.
"He's your best friend, right?" He gasped, suddenly leaning forward to the camera, as if he were actually talking to Izuku. "Is he going to be your boyfriend? Do I smell a romance coming?" He whispered comically loud.

Killua pulled back with a snicker as he looked down at his lap again.
"Just look at how cute you are, Izuku!" He exclaimed as he held up more photos, one of Izuku sleeping, getting ready for school, one outside, one of him and Inko together.

A few were of him on his birthday, until Killua held out one that showed him in his clothes for middle school. His first day, in fact. The next one was of him in his second year.

"Twelve years old already, huh," Killua spoke softly as he stared down at the photo, biting his lower lip. He sighed and raked a hand through his hair, smiling softly at the camera.

"Gon's been unconscious for the past two days; he lost a lot of blood, but he's going to be okay. I don't know how much longer this is going to take, but hopefully, we'll see you soon,"

His smile was tinged with sadness again. "I love you," he said softly before the video ended.
The room grew quiet as the video ended, and Izuku didn't know how to feel anymore.

"We need to go to Swardani and find out what the fuck is going on." Katsuki grunted as he stood up, eyes roaming over the room.
"He really looked terrible," Ochaco spoke softly, turning to look sadly at Izuku.

"Yeah," he replied, sounding distant.
"Did you find anything in their room?" Eijirou asked.
Izuku shrugged. "Just a lot of blood in the bathroom,"

It was quiet. Katsuki sighed as he turned to leave the room, hands shoved deep in his pockets. The apartment door closing behind him sounded loud in the quiet room.

Swardani city was bustling with busy people, all rushing to get to their next destination. Buildings towered up high in the sky. The Hunter's Association's headquarters loomed in front of them as they stood by the door, hesitating to go in.

There was a tall, lean man standing by the glass doors, staring at them, observing. He looked like a cow, in all honesty. He wore white clothes with dark spots, even had a hat with horns.

Denki had snorted upon first noticing the man. He had a dark spot over his left eye and a beard. He seemed weary of them, observing them for a long while before he exited the building and approached them.

"May I help you?" The man asked, looking down at most of them.
Izuku looked up, surprised. "Huh? Oh! Uhm, well, I'd like to see miss Cheadle?"

The man glanced him over. "Do you have a Hunter's license?" He asked.
Izuku fidgeted with his backpacks straps. "I don't,"
"Then no," the man answered, turned on his heal and walked away. "If you do not have a license, then you cannot see the chair woman,"

"Please wait!" Izuku called frantically.
The man paused, turning to watch as Izuku and his friends jogged closer.
"Uhm," Izuku stammered. "My name is Izuku Midoriya,"
The man stared him down for a moment. "Mizaistom Nana," he introduced himself.

Izuku nodded, hesitating, unsure what to say next. "I'm Gon and Killua's son," he stated.
The man's eyes widened ever so slightly. "I thought I recognized you," he muttered.

He considered Izuku and his friends before he smiled a small smile. "Your parents, are some of the most amazing Hunter's I know," he stated.
Izuku smiled up at him, opening his mouth to reply when Mizaistom cut him off, gesturing for them to follow him.

The group followed after the taller man, gazing at everything as they walked.
"Cheadle is in her office," he stated as he lead them into an elevator.

The ride up was quiet, Izuku jumped as the doors dinged open. The man took large steps as he led them down a hall, coming to a stop at a door at the end. He knocked, and a female voice called out to them.

He opened the door, walked in and held it open for them.
"Oh? Who are these people?" Cheadle asked as she looked up from a stack of papers.

"Freecs' son, Izuku," he answered.
Cheadle placed her pen down and stood up. "Ah, I see. I was wondering when you'd come to see me. Please, let's move to the converance room." She gestured to the door.

They followed after the woman as she lead them to a large room with a large table and multiple chairs.
"Please sit, I'll have someone bring us refreshments," Cheadle stated.

"This feels really weird," Denki commented in the quiet room.
"Tell me about it," Ochaco replied.
"Right, why don't you introduce your friends, Izuku?" Cheadle asked as she appeared and sat down across from the younger.

"Oh! Right," Izuku spoke, taking a moment to introduce all of his friends.
"I see, well it's nice to meet all of you," Cheadle uttered as someone brought a tray with tea.

"Let's skip the rest of the niceties, I'm sure you're curious and have a lot of questions," she told as she took a sip of her tea.
Izuku hesitated as he nodded. "When was the last time," he trailed off.

Cheadle smiled softly, seemingly knowing what he was asking. "The last I saw them was six years ago, and the last we've heard from them, is three months ago," she answered.

Izuku started in surprise.
"Three months ago? We were still at Heaven's Arena," he muttered softly.
"What'd they say?" Katsuki demanded.

"Their mission is nearly complete. Three months ago, they told us that they only had the King left to kill, and then they'd come home," she stated.
Izuku felt his heart start to pound and hope fill him.

"If you don't mind me asking, what happened six years ago?" Shoto spoke up politely.
Cheadle nodded and placed her cup down. "You might not like some of the things I'm about to say, but I think you need to know," she warned.

"It took them six years to locate and exterminate all of the soldiers, before they could move on to the King and his royal guards. Once they did that, they tracked and found the King in his fortress, but what they didn't know was that the King had been keeping an eye on them,"

"It was one of his guards' abilities, and he took a particular liking to Killua. The guards ambushed them and they found out just how out matched they truly were. They suffered a lot of casualties," she paused a moment before continuing.

"They managed to escape and regroup with whomever was left. They took a few weeks to rest and train before they went back to try again. Even though they had caught the King and his guards by surprise, they still managed to kill some of our comrades and capture Killua,"

"They had Killua for a week before they went to rescue him." Cheadle paused and chuckled dryly, rubbing her forehead. "According to Morel, Gon went on a murderous rampage after he found out they had Killua,"

"He had been knocked out when they took Killua, so imagine his shock and anger when he found out they had his other half. Morel said he nearly killed Knuckle and Shoot for getting in his way of rescuing Killua right away,"

"They managed to calm him down enough, but he apparently really unnerved them as they all healed. Morel said he had this dark look in his eyes, and he barely spoke to any of them. Knuckle also said it was reminiscent of how he was when he faced Pitou, only worse,"

"When they did return, they found Killua tied up and he was...nearly taken advantage of-"
"Wait a fucking second," Katsuki hissed. "Taken advantage of?! You mean he was raped?!" He raged.

"Nearly," Cheadle repeated. "Gon managed to follow his scent to the King's quarters, he was tied up, bruised and naked. Gon went into his murderous rampage again as he saw the King about to...penetrate Killua,"

"I understand he left you a video?" She asked. "Then you might have noticed the marks the King left," she paused.
Izuku had this look of utter horror on his face.

Katsuki was staring in rage at the table top, hands clenched into fists.
The others were much the same; varying degrees of shock and horror.

"He rescued Killua, and they faced the King and his royal guards for a third time. They managed to kill one of the guards, at the expense of serious injuries, so they had to return here,"

"Killua suffered a lot of bruises and shallow stab wounds. Gon had been impaled and had nearly died at the hands of the guard, but Killua saved him in time and killed the guard,"

"From what I understand, they faced the King and his royal guards six more times before they managed to kill all the guards. Now, they only have the King left, and I honestly don't know how that's going,"

"The fact that I hadn't heard back from them yet is...not very good news," she explained, and the room grew quiet.
"How many-who?" Hitoshi asked after a while.

Cheadle bit her lip. "Ikalgo, Palm, Meleoron, Colt, Kite and his team all died in the fight," she stated sorrowfully.
"Kite? When did-?" Denki cut off.

"They went along with them as reinforcements six years ago, and they all died," she stated.
It was quiet.
"Are they...going to be okay? I mean, will they come home?" Izuku asked quietly.

Cheadle sighed and stared at Izuku in sadness. "I don't know," she answered truthfully, "but what I do know is that they're tenacious and their love for you and need to be reunited with you, drive them forward. And so yes, I do think they'll come home. They'll fight tooth and nail, for you,"

It wasn't very reassuring for Izuku.

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"Where do we go now?" Eijirou asked, taking a sip from his bottle of water.
They were sitting at a table in a park, the sound of children laughing and running around, screaming in joy as they played served as background noise.

"I suppose the next logical thing to do is to go back home," Tenya stated, adjusting his glasses.
"Yeah, but this feels so unfulfilling, you know?" Ochaco told sadly.

"True, but there's nowhere else for us to go. I guess, we could explore more?" Denki asked, unsure.
"Would it be any fun, though?" Ochaco questioned.
Denki shrugged, pulling a face.

Eijirou turned his head to the left to watch Katsuki and Izuku, concern squeezing his chest. They were both quiet, stuck in their own thoughts. Izuku seemed very upset, like a kicked puppy, and Eijirou couldn't blame him.

Hearing all those things, how many people died, the fact that Cheadle had so nonchalantly explained that Killua had nearly been raped; it shook them all. Eijirou didn't want to think about it, every time he did, the most unpleasant mental images followed soon after.

Katsuki stared into the distance, face completely blank, except his furrowed brow and there was a storm brewing behind those crimson eyes. Eijirou watched him, biting his lower lip.

Katsuki rarely got this quiet and blank, and when he did, it was because he was considering things deeply; analysing things into exhaustion, like he usually did when he lost a fight.

Katsuki was worried; they all were. Katsuki liked to act as though he didn't care, but he actually cared deeply, wholeheartedly. Eijirou knew Katsuki had been looking forward to finding Gon and Killua, and hearing all those things they went through, must be weighing heavily on his mind and heart.

Briefly, Eijirou thought that Katsuki probably sees those two as his own parents, too. His heart fluttered at the thought, because Gon and Killua sort of are their parents, too.

Eijirou suddenly had to bite back tears, oblivious to the conversation flowing around him as he thought. They were all going on this journey, fighting the unknown to find two people.

Killua may have just given birth to Izuku, they may have only planned on having just one child, but now they suddenly have four-no, eight children. They officially adopted the pack as their children, even if they don't know about it yet.

The beta moved his hand and placed it on Katsuki's upper thigh, squeezing gently as he thought through this. Killua would make a good pack mom, he was caring, kind and loving, but also stern and strong. He was safety.

Gon, pack dad, would bring joy and laughter. He was also caring, loving and kind, but it was different than Killua, and just as amazing. Gon is strength and protection.

Eijirou smiled softly at this; he couldn't wait to see them, meet them for the first time and he imagined that this must be what Izuku feels. This eager, hopeful feeling to meet his parents for the first time, just knowing that when it happens, everything would feel right.

Katsuki's hand landed on his, gently taking it and squeezing; reassuring, like he knew just what Eijirou was thinking.
Katsuki cleared his throat, gaining everyone's attention as he finally came back to himself.

The blond frowned, biting his lower lip, unsure. Eijirou felt his concern double; Katsuki was never unsure of anything.
"Are you okay, Bakubro?" Denki asked quietly, his scent giving away just how worried he was.

Katsuki grunted with a short nod; he didn't look okay. In fact, they had to debate who they should be more worried about, Katsuki or Izuku.
"Let's go to the Zoldyck's," he stated.

Okay, they should be more worried about Katsuki then.
"I actually thought the same, Kacchan," Izuku muttered.
Both. Definitely both of them.

"Are you two insane?!" Denki shouted in distress.
"Babe, calm down," Hitoshi spoke with one hand on the blond's back.
Denki shook his head. "No, no! You two want us to go into the den of a family of assassins! Both Bisky and Killua don't want us going there!"

"Neither of them are here!" Izuku shouted, and the table grew quiet. "They aren't here, and we have nowhere else to go right now except home. I just-I need to go there, to see for myself what he ran away from, I," Izuku trailed off with his explanation, expression and eyes saddening.

It was quiet, no one knew what to say.
"Very well then," Shoto stated as he stood up.
"You too?" Ochaco asked.
Shoto nodded. "If it's what they want, I will follow," he stated.

Izuku looked up at Shoto, heart flittering; his omega really was amazing. "Thank you," he spoke sincerely, softly.
"If you don't want to come, you can go home," Katsuki stated as he stood up, too, Eijirou following after him.

Hitoshi stood up, too, stretching his arms above his head. "I'm curious. Besides, I don't feel like going home just yet," he explained.
Denki bit his lower lip, hesitating, before throwing his hands up in the air. "Fuck it, fine, let's go,"

They used a public computer to order tickets for a three day flight--much to all of their dismay--to the Republic of Padokia. The flight was uneventful, spent sleeping and talking with one another, though they were mostly quiet, too absorbed in their own thoughts.

Once they landed, they asked around for a bus they would have to take to get to the actual mountain. A friendly local explained to them they had to get on the bus as soon as they can, since it only goes up there once a day.

They sat and listened to the tour guide as she stated facts about the mountain and what little they know of the Zoldyck family.
"Oh, wow," Denki marvelled, face pressed to the glass window as he stared at the beautiful mountain that came into view.

Once the bus stopped, all the tourists climbed out, instantly starting to take pictures at the large stone gates, talking and laughing amongst themselves as the tour guide kept prattling on.

"Holy shit," Katsuki whispered.
"So, apparently they own the entire mountain, from this gate on," Ochaco explained, apparently the only one that listens to the tour guide.

"So this is just their fucking front yard?!" Katsuki shouted.
"How are we supposed to get inside?" Denki asked loudly.
"Oh no, not again!" The tour guide shouted, pointing at them. "Just like those kids all those years ago! You can't go inside, assassins live here!"

"Uh, yeah?" Denki asked, shrugging at the woman.
The tour guide sighed in dismay. "I'm too old for this," she muttered to herself as she ushered everyone back into the bus. "Are you guys sure?" She asked.

"Positive," Ochaco replied.
The old woman sighed before climbing back into the bus, and driving away.
"These gates look really heavy," Denki noted as he walked closer to press his hand against the stone.

"Each side of the gate weighs two tons, and the next gate is twice as heavy. The first gate weighs four tons, the second weighs eight tons, and so on," a new voice explained.

"Four tons?!" Denki shrieked as he jerked away from the stone.
"What are you doing here, old man?" Katsuki asked as he walked towards the two, the rest of his pack following.

"Me? Oh, I'm just the security guard here. My name is Zebro, it's nice to meet you lot," the old man introduced.
"My name is Izuku, and these are my friends," Izuku stated as he introduced all of his friends. "We're," he hesitated briefly. "We're friends of Killua,"

The old man made a sound of surprise. "Really? Master Killua has so many friends, and they all want to visit him, just like those three all those years ago," Zebro spoke wistfully.

"What do you mean?" Ochaco asked.
"Ah, years ago after master Killua first ran away, he came home. Shortly thereafter, some friends of his came to see him. Let's see, what were their names again?" The man pondered as he tapped his chin with a finger.

"Oh! Gon, Kurapika and Leorio!" He said, victorious. "Young Gon had been so insistent on seeing master Killua, it was very heart-warming to see someone care so much for our young master," he told.

Izuku smiled at the old man, allowing his moment of nostalgia.
Zebro frowned after a moment. "But I'm sorry to say, master Killua hasn't been home in about twenty five years now," he explained, expression saddening.

"We know," Katsuki cut in. "We want to see Illumi,"
Izuku turned to look at Katsuki as if he were crazy as Zebro nodded.
"Ah, I believe master Illumi is home," he stated.

"How do we get in?" Katsuki asked.
"Through the testing gate," Zebro stated as he walked closer to the stone walls. "If you can open this gate, you can walk safely to the mountain, where the mansion is. The Zoldyck's have a guard dog, you see, and if you enter anywhere but through here, Mike will most certainly eat you," he stated.

"Great," Denki muttered.
"You said that each gate weighs twice as much as the last?" Tenya asked.
Zebro nodded in confirmation. "There are seven gates in total,"

"So that means," Denki trailed off, seeming apprehensive.
"The seventh gate weighs two hundred and fifty six tons," Katsuki stated, shoving his hands into his pockets as he turns to Izuku. "Think you can manage?"

"Wait! Why open all seven if you can just open the first?" Denki cut in.
Katsuki turned to him with a vicious smirk. "We want to make an impression,"

Denki sighed, shaking his head as Katsuki turned back to Deku.
Izuku nodded, eyes burning with determination. "I can do it," he stated as he walked to the gates.

His body glowed as green electricity sparked around him. Izuku took deep breaths as he placed his hands on the gates.
"How many gates could Killua open?" Hitoshi questioned the old man.

"The last time master Killua was here, he opened five gates," Zebro explained.
Izuku took one last deep breath. His mother could open the fifth gate, sixty four tons; he needs to at least be able to open just as much, if not more.

His pack grew quiet as he started to press on the doors, a dull grinding noise sounding through the quiet as they started to move. It was heavier than he'd realised, but he kept pushing.

For the first time since they went on this journey, Izuku used one hundred percent of One For All, his body buzzing and glowing with power.
"Holy fuck," Denki spoke in awe.

His friends started to cheer him on.
"You've got this, Deku!" Ochaco cheered.
"Almost there, babe!" Eijirou yelled in excitement.

With one last burst of power, Izuku opened all seven of the testing gates.
Zebro stood staring in astonishment; not even all of the Zoldyck's could open all seven gates. This boy, was amazing.

"You did it!" Denki cheered.
"Holy shit, you just moved over two hundred tons!" Ochaco added.
Tenya gasped at her language.

"I've only ever seen master Silva open all seven gates," Zebro spoke in awe as the group shuffled through the gates.
Izuku turned to smile at the old man as the gates closed. "I guess it's because, I'm a Zoldyck, too,"

The gates closed before they could see the man's reaction.
"So, the mansion is on the mountain, right?" Ochaco asked as they started to follow a path through the dense forest.

"Yup," Denki answered, popping the 'p.'
"We should continue to follow this path," Tenya stated.
Izuku took in all the different plant life that grew there. "It's really beautiful,"

They continued to chat as they walked, trying to ignore the eerie feeling of being watched. It took them nearly an hour to get to the mansion.

"It's huge!" Denki shouted as they took in the large, extravagant building built into the mountain.
"Should we knock?" Shoto asked.

They glanced at each other, unsure.
"I guess?" Izuku answered, shrugging.
"Fuck it," Katsuki said as he climbed up the stairs to the front door, his pack following after him reluctantly.

Just as he was about to knock, the door opened.
"So it's true," a woman spoke as she stood in the hall that lead up to the front door.
There was another woman in black clothing, with dark skin and wild hair; a butler, she held the door open.

The woman who had spoken had a large hat sitting on her head, face covered in bandages with a large dark dress, she held a fan in her right hand.

"I heard news that someone managed to open all seven of the testing gates," she stated, looking down at them.
"Who are you?" Katsuki asked rudely.
"I am Kikyo, Killua's mother. I understand you said you're...friends of his?" She asked.

"Yeah," Katsuki answered, glaring at the woman--Izuku's grandmother.
"Please, do come inside and we can talk," she spoke, gesturing for them to come in and follow her as she turned and walked down the hall.

They hesitated before following her, the butler closing the door behind them and following after them.
They were lead into a room with expensive looking chairs, a tray with tea already sitting there, waiting.

"Have someone call Silva, please," she ordered of the butler as she sat in one of the chairs.
There was a tense silence as they all reluctantly sat down, bodies tense. They refused to touch the tea for fear of it being poisoned.

"This is so awkward," Denki murmured quietly, sinking into his chair.
"Mother," a new voice gained their attention, causing some of them to jump in fright of the man's sudden appearance.

"Oh, Illumi, I didn't realize you were back already," Kikyo stated as Illumi walked into the room, black, nearly lifeless eyes taking in the group of newcomers as he bent and took a cup of tea.

"Yes, the job went quite smoothly," he informed as he sat in another chair.
Katsuki stared openly at the man, expression blank save for his furrowed brow.

This was the fucker that Killua was absolutely terrified of, who hurt him and brainwashed him and who knows what else he did to the omega. Katsuki grit his teeth as his anger boiled.

"Who are these people?" Illumi questioned, turning his attention on them.
"They say they're friends of Kill's," Kikyo explained.
Illumi stared at them, eyes boring into them, as if he were looking right into their souls.

"I see," Illumi spoke after a moment of silence.
"Ah, seems Kill just keeps making more friends. Who knew he had such a knack for it," a deep voice spoke as a tall, muscular man walked into the room.

He had long, pale blond hair and blue, nearly purple eyes.
"I'm Silva, Killua's father. It's quite an honour to meet more of Kill's friends," Silva stated as he sat down, across from the group, in between Kikyo and Illumi.

"U-uhm! It's nice to meet his parents!" Izuku spoke up, laughing nervously.
Katsuki sighed, shaking his head.
"You look a little young to be Kill's friends," Kikyo observed.

Izuku swallowed, sweating nervously as his eyes flittered across the room. Should he tell them the truth? Would they even believe him if he did tell them?

"What?! Kill has more friends! The little shit doesn't even live here anymore and his friends just show up!" Someone shouted as heavy footsteps made their way over.

"Milluki, calm yourself, boy," another, slightly raspier voice replied. They sounded old.
"It's not so hard to believe brother could make friends, we haven't seen him in a long time, he likely changed a lot," another, more feminine voice spoke.

"I don't care! I just want to forget about that little brat!" The first voice spoke as three people entered.
There was a man that looked like a shorter, fatter version of Illumi with shorter hair.

An old man with silvery grey hair, hands clasped behind his back. The last was...a boy--young man--with jaw length black hair and magenta eyes. He looked very feminine. Every single one of the Zoldyck's had fair skin, but neither one of them was quite as pale as Killua.

Killua seemed to be unique between them. None of them had hair as white as Killua, or his silvery blue eyes. Killua was a beauty amongst other's.

"Ah, so these are Kill's friends," Zeno spoke as he entered the room.
He had a stern expression, but something told them it always looked that way.

Milluki grumbled as he slumped into a chair beside Illumi, sweating and breathing heavily. Kalluto gracefully sat beside his mother as Zeno stood behind Silva, observing this small group of seven boys and one girl.

Katsuki narrowed his eyes, maintaining eye contact with Silva. The head of the family felt quite impressed by this, not many could hold eye contact with him for so long.

"If you're friends with Kill, do you perhaps know where he is then?" Illumi asked.
Katsuki cut his gaze to the eldest Zoldyck child. "Why?" He asked gruffly.

Illumi stared at him, blinking once. "He's my dear little brother that I love. We haven't seen or heard from him in twenty five years; we're quite worried," he stated.
"I find that hard to believe," Katsuki replied.

"Kacchan," Izuku warned.
"A lot of people believe that, given how we chose to raise our children, but we do still love them. I was raised an assassin by my parents, and I raised my own the same way. I imagine they'd do the same," Silva stated.

Katsuki growled lowly and threatening, noting how Milluki tensed, nearly choking on the slice of cake he was stuffing in his face.
Kikyo snickered softly, and Katsuki's anger shot through the roof. He hated these people.

"Kikyo, contain yourself, can't you see how angry this boy is getting?" Zeno asked, observing the blond alpha.
"I know, father, but I find it difficult to contain my amusement at a time like this," Kikyo replied. "They come into our home and try to threaten us; it's amusing,"

Izuku and Denki--sitting on either side of their blond alpha--leaned away from him, flinching a little at the heat they could feel radiating from Katsuki.
"Forgive him," Shoto spoke up, interrupting Katsuki before he could do something rash. "He doesn't quite know how to control his emotions,"

Katsuki hissed, crossing his arms over his chest. Shoto knew how to deal with these types of situations, his father used to drag him to formal parties where he'd have to suffer through snobbish people talking about themselves and their material things and other such mundane things.

He kept his expression neutral, back straight with his hands in his lap, fingers intertwined. He seemed to be impressing Zeno, at least.
The older man chuckled. "My, my. Why don't you tell us of the nature of your visit?" He asked, amused.

Shoto closed his eyes, tilting his head to his lap. "Izuku?"
The young alpha fidgeted nervously, thoughts racing.
"Just fucking tell them," Katsuki grunted.

"Such foul language," Kikyo spoke in disdain.
"I am-" Izuku cut off, glancing up at Killua's--his--family. He sucked in a deep breath. "I'm Killua's son," he stated.

The room went deathly quiet, before Milluki started to cough as he finally choked on his cake. Illumi's lips were parted in shock, though his eyes and face remained blank.

Silva's eyes had widened the slightest bit before returning to normal. Kalluto outwardly showed his shock as Kikyo gasped, painted lips parted. Zeno closed his eyes as he hummed softly.

"You lie!" Kikyo shrieked. "Kill would never-! He would have told us! He wasn't the type to sleep around! Tell me who your mother is, I'll kill her!"
"Calm down," Silva ordered.

"But-!"
"Now," the man cut off her protest.
Kikyo bristled, body trembling with rage.
"Tell us, who is your mother, if you truly are Killua's son," Silva demanded.

Izuku felt his gaze saddening. They didn't even know Killua was an omega. "He is," he stated.
More various degrees of shock.
"Kill's an omega?" Illumi asked.
Zeno chuckled softly; he had suspected it would happen, that boy was too ethereal to be a beta or alpha.

"That's right," Izuku answered with a nod.
Kikyo started to cry into her hands. "Kill, my sweet baby boy!" She cried.
Denki sweat dropped at her overreaction.

"Then your father?" Silva asked.
"Gon Freecs," Izuku supplied.
Silva stared him down before he started to laugh boisterously. "I should have known! You look a great deal like him, why didn't I suspect it?"

Izuku fidgeted.
"Do you have any proof? Why should we just believe you," Illumi asked.
Izuku hesitated, unsure. "I...have a video of his pregnancy and birth that he left me...if that'll help," he supplied.

Kikyo stopped crying for a moment. "Could you, show us?" She asked.
Izuku nodded, turning expectant to Denki who took out his laptop, a copy of the video saved on it.

He forwarded towards the clip where Hisoka started to record them, stood up and handed the laptop over to Silva. The Zoldyck's crowded around as the clip played, looking extraordinarily...ordinary.

It was bizarre how normal they looked as they watched their son and sibling give birth to Izuku. It was also extremely awkward. Denki groaned into Hitoshi's shoulder as they listened to Killua's pained noises, Mito, Gon and Alluka's words of encouragement.

"I see. Hisoka was there, hm," Illumi muttered mostly to himself as Killua whined on the video. It was so uncomfortable.

A few minutes later, Silva closed the laptop and handed it back to Denki, an unreadable emotion in his eyes.
"Poor Kill, I should have been there with him," Kikyo spoke sorrowfully.

"There's nothing to be done about it now," Zeno stated.
"So, grandson, why is it that you're here?" Silva asked.
Izuku blinked; it felt weird to be called grandson so suddenly.

"I'm looking for my parents, they told me to come find them, but some things have happened and they sent me back home. I just felt like I needed to meet all of you before I went back," Izuku explained.

"Where is that rebellious grandchild of mine?" Zeno questioned.
Izuku bit his lower lip. "In the Dark Continent. They were ordered by the Hunter's Association to exterminate a new colony of Chimera Ants," he explained.

A dark look entered Zeno's eyes. "Really? That's," he trailed off as Silva closed his eyes.
"That's not good at all," Illumi spoke up.

"Brother almost died the last time he faced the Chimera Ants," Kalluto added.
"From what we know, they only have the King left right now, then they'll be able to come home," Izuku spoke, his voice turning dull as he spoke of the Ant King, various unpleasant images flittering about his mind.

Zeno observed him, watching as the group tensed in various ways. "Something happened," he stated.
Izuku stared blankly at Silva's stomach, nodding slowly.

Illumi stood up suddenly, closing the distance between himself and Izuku, he gripped the boy's arm, jerking him onto his feet. He was quite a bit taller than Izuku, and he towered over him in a threatening way.
"Tell me," he demanded, anger in his voice.

Izuku worked his mouth, unable to answered. Katsuki suddenly stood up from his chair, the air grew tense as the blond alpha growled.
"Let go of him," he demanded, red eyes wild at the threat on his mate.

"Illumi," Silva spoke warningly.
Illumi tightened his grip on Izuku's upper arm, causing the young alpha to whine. Katsuki's heart started to pound in his chest as his vision started to grow red.

"Deku!" Ochaco called in distress, and suddenly everyone was standing.
"Katsuki, calm down, please," Shoto pleaded, placing his right hand on Katsuki's shoulder

"Let go of him, now," Katsuki demanded, eerily calm.
Izuku stared in fear at his alpha, one hand placed on Illumi's wrist as the dark haired Zoldyck attempted to stare Kacchan down.

Eventually, Illumi released Deku, who was immediately yanked behind Katsuki.
"We're leaving," he stated.
Kikyo shot forward, mistakenly laying a hand on Izuku's throat. "You can't leave! You need to stay here until Killua gets back! We can get to know each other better!"

Izuku opened his mouth to protest, but was cut off by a loud explosion. The ground vibrated and the windows shattered as Kikyo barely managed to dodge in time, her dress singed.

"Let them go!" Silva shouted, body tense and alarmed at the sudden powerful attack. He had not expected it to be so powerful. He had seen the blond was about to attack, but let it be, assuming the boy was just acting on instinct. He didn't expect the boy would have such a powerful ability.

"Mama!" Milluki shouted, making a moved to attack the blond.
The air grew cold, their breaths leaving in white clouds as the room was frozen over in a near instant.

Milluki's feet were frozen to the ground, and he nearly fell forward at his loss in balance.
"Don't move, even an inch," Shoto spoke coldly, his left hand mere inches away from Milluki's face.

Milluki scowled, opening his mouth to retort, but shut up and flinched as Shoto's entire left arm lit on fire.
Silva tensed at this, fire and ice? He had never seen that before! Where did these children come from?!

"Everyone calm down! This doesn't need to get violent!" Tenya called, trying to be the voice of reason.
The pack felt panicked at their leader's wild look and tense body.

"Katsuki! Let's just go!" Eijirou yelled, hoping to gain his alpha's attention.
"I'm sorry," Izuku's soft voice cut through the panic and chaos. "I wish I could stay, you're all my family, I'd love to get to know you all better, but I need to go home. I have to work on my future, I've already been gone too long," he explained.

Everyone calmed a bit at his voice.
"It was nice to meet all of you, though! Should I maybe leave my number? We can stay in contact, if that's okay?" Izuku asked kindly.

"Yes, I would appreciate that," Kikyo spoke.
She watched as Izuku pulled out a scrap piece of paper from his backpack, eagerly jotting down his number; and suddenly, it was like she was watching Killua instead of her grandson.

Kikyo felt her emotions swell. Killua had always looked so innocent, even as his hands were covered in the blood of his victims. He was such a beautiful boy, and she wished she could see him again. She wished he'd just come home.

"Here!" Izuku held out the paper to her, smiling at her, and Kikyo couldn't resist pulling him towards her in a hug.
His pack tensed, but didn't move as Izuku wrapped his arms around the older woman, returning the affectionate gesture.

He was prepared if she decided to try and hurt him, but he chose not to tense as she ran the fingers of one hand through his hair. Izuku pulled back with a smile.

"It was nice meeting you all!" He called and turned his back towards them.
He left the room, the mansion, the mountain and the country with his pack; completely unharmed.

Chapter Text

It was dark already by the time they made it back home, the wind cold and clouds heavy with rain, lightning striking occasionally in the distance. They hadn't told anyone they'd be coming back, choosing instead to surprise their friends and family.

The flights back had been quiet, more so than their flight to the Republic of Pedokia. Izuku didn't want to talk to his friends, his heart was heavy, and he constantly had to take deep breaths to force back tears.

He had imagined that he'd be coming back home with his parents in tow. He had imagined Inko's look of pure joy at seeing them all together, the relief on her face at seeing that Gon and Killua were okay.

He had imagined introducing his parents to all his friends, to All Might, Aizawa and Eri. He had imagine just living happily with them both, as if they hadn't missed sixteen years of his life.

He sees now how naive the idea had been. How could he possibly even consider living happily with them? What about Inko? Wouldn't she feel betrayed if he suddenly pushed her away in favour of his birth mother?

Where would they even stay? They couldn't live with him and Inko; their apartment was barely big enough for the two of them, much less four people. Izuku grit his teeth, he had been so foolish.

"Deku?" Ochaco asked softly, breaking the silence.
They were all stood a ways away from the airport entrance, mostly just staring at each other, unsure what to do now.

Izuku turned to face them, not even bothering to plaster on a fake smile.
"Thanks for coming with me guys," he spoke quietly.
"Don't be upset, man, I'm sure that whenever they're done with their business, they'll come find you!" Denki said optimistically.

Izuku bit his lower lip, shaking his head. "This was a complete waste of time," he stated.
"Don't say that," Eijirou urged.
Izuku could feel tears welling up again.

"I should have just ignored it; ignored them and their wishes," he explained.
"Damn it, Deku, this isn't anyone's fault!" Katsuki shouted.
"I should never have left to find them! I, I should have stayed here and worked on my hero career. We left for months, and what do we have to show for it?! Nothing!" Izuku yelled, tears falling down his cheeks.

"It isn't nothing!" Katsuki disagreed. "You found out more about them! They aren't just some vague silhouettes of people you knew briefly anymore!"

"What did I find out, Kacchan?!" Izuku screamed, eyes connecting with Katsuki's. "That my father is an absolute nut job who can't let go of the past, because he hurt the people he love so much he just can't?!"

"I found out that my mother is a professional killer who took the lives of who knows how many people out of fear!? With a family so fucking crazy they poison and abuse their own children because they were raised the same way?! Who wants to know these things about their parents, Kacchan?!" Deku's voice rang around them as he furiously wiped at his eyes and cheeks.

"You found out that your parents love you so much they're willing to put themselves through absolute hell just to make sure you're safe. That they love you and care about you so fucking much they're out there, fighting against man eating human-ant hybrids just so that they can come home to you again," Katsuki stated, voice rough with emotion.

None of them acknowledged the fact that they were all crying, because they had set out on a world changing adventure, expecting joy and happiness at the end, but what they really got was broken bones, bruises, heavy hearts and conscience as the reality of just how cruel the world is crashed down on them.

It's no longer happiness and laughter, all they have left is heartache and tears.
Izuku dropped his arm, dull emerald eyes connecting with Katsuki's watering crimson. Izuku took a moment to appreciate their beauty. Red as bright as a rose, or sunset-no, there wasn't anything to compare it to-

"I guess I just don't see it," he stated, voice dull.
Eyes as beautiful as a broken, bleeding heart.

Izuku turned on his heel, turned his back on his friends--who had dropped everything to come on a useless journey with him--and walked away, friendships and relationships left dangling on a string; one that would snap eventually, given time and zero healing words.

Izuku's mind was blissfully blank as he walked home, heart heavy as his tears fell freely. How long had they been gone? It felt like years, but was probably no longer than half a year.

Thunder rumbled, the ground vibrating dully as lightning struck; and suddenly the skies opened and poured rain. Izuku ignored how his body almost instantly began to shiver, bangs sticking to his face as his clothes clung and chafed against his body.

Cars drove passed him, one almost splashing him with water; and wouldn't that have just been the cherry on top of his sundae of disappointment and heartache.

Izuku scoffed quietly at that pathetic metaphor. He stopped underneath a streetlight, eyes trailing up towards his apartment building, blurred by heavy raindrops.

Izuku sighed quietly, teeth starting to chatter as he made his way towards his home. He was aware that it was late; he'd been walking for more than an hour, and wasn't he lucky he wasn't mugged on the way home?

Shit, what if a villain decided to attack? Or the League of Villains? Come to think of it, when was the last time he had even talked with his mom?

Izuku's hand froze over the doorknob at this thought. He could vaguely remember he had last spoken with her just before his match against Hitoshi at Heaven's Arena. That was nearly two months ago.

She must be so worried about him! And now he's going to just show up here, late at night, drenched from the rain with empty hands and a hollow heart. His mother might just get a heart attack.

Izuku took a deep breath as he wiped at his face with his wet hoodie sleeve; and plastered on a fake smile. He'd fake happiness for her. He fished out his keys, locked open the door, stepped inside, and shut it behind him.

"I'm home," he called quietly.
He heard a thump, and then footsteps rushing over towards him.
"Izuku?!" Inko shouted as she rounded the corner. "Why didn't you call me and tell me you were coming home? I could have come pick you-?" She cut herself off and paused.

She can clearly remember the last time she had seen her son so heartbroken—when he was told he was quirk less--and instantly she knew something bad had happened; her mind started to list worst case scenarios.

"Izuku?" She asked quietly as she walked towards him.
"I'm sorry, mom, I-" Izuku cut off, swallowing around the lump in his throat.

Inko felt her lower lip tremble as she watched her broken boy try to pull himself together. Inko reached forward--uncaring of how wet he was--and pulled him into a hug.

"I couldn't find them!" Izuku wailed and sobbed into her shoulder.
Inko held him as he cried and fell apart, ignoring her own tears and heartache in favour of comforting her son.

He guesses he can't fake happiness for her, after all.

Two months they'd been home now, and nothing has changed. Both in good ways and in bad. The city hadn't changed much, villains still attacked daily; there was no new news on the League.

What did change, was the fact that Izuku's relationship with his mates and friends were practically none existent at the moment. He didn't se them or talk with them, didn't answer their calls or texts; but they never gave up.

He knows it's so wrong of him to ignore them, but he chooses to focus on his hero career for now, he'll focus on his relationships later. Two months and they had already made names for themselves.

They weren't the top hero's, far from it, but they weren't very low on the list, either, considering they were newbies. Things returned to relative normalcy.

Katsuki visits Inko regularly, always making sure that Izuku is never there; he didn't want an altercation when his mate was still so emotional. Inko always greets him with a smile and invites him in for coffee.

He had moved out of his parent's house about two weeks ago, having liked the freedom he had while they were looking for Gon and Killua. Izuku probably didn't know about this, well, not that Katsuki knew of. He didn't bother asking.

He chose instead to question Inko on how she's been doing; and Izuku. Inko would always get this sad look in her eyes as she started to explain how reckless, distant and somewhat cold Izuku had gotten.

He would come home late at night, barely speak with her as he ate dinner, take a shower and then go to bed, only to be out of the apartment early the next morning.

Katsuki's concerns grew each time he met with her, to the point where it affected his appetite, sleep and hero work. He would get nauseous whenever he ate, and he would stay up late at night, tossing and turning as his worries ate away at him.

He was so tired, he could barely qualify as a functioning human being. To top it all, he was getting even more worried about Gon and Killua. Could it really take them five months to kill the Ant King? Was the guy really that powerful?

Coffee was currently his lifesaver, but he fears that it's effectiveness was starting to dull. He hopes the League--or any other powerful villain for that matter--didn't decide to attack soon, he was sure he'd get knocked out in the first five minutes of that fight.

Katsuki sipped his coffee--Inko made the best coffee ever, Katsuki will fight anyone who says otherwise--as he listens to Inko talk. She had shifted the conversation to other things, like how work was and what to get Izuku, Eijirou and Shoto and himself for Christmas.

Fuck, it was nearly that time of the year, he'd forgotten all about it. He sighs softly, stressed.
"Isn't Shoto's mom coming home this Christmas?" Inko asked suddenly.

Katsuki squinted into his cup, thinking. "I think so. Sho said something about that; either Christmas or just after New Year," he explained.

Inko smiled as she got up, taking Katsuki's cup to make him more coffee. The teen was a coffeeholic, as young as he was. Inko suspected it had something to do with the dark circles under his eyes. His eyes were a little red, too. He actually looked like he'd been crying a lot.

"He must be so excited about that. He's wanted her to come home for a long time now," Inko noted.
"Yeah," he grunted, suppressing a yawn as he stretched his arms above his head.

Inko smiled at him, placing the cup in front of him, ruffling his wild hair affectionately as he thanked her gruffly.
"Maybe you should consider seeing a doctor about your sleeping problems," she suggested.

" 'S nothing," Katsuki slurred.
Inko shook her head, watching as he gulped down the coffee as if it were his lifeline. It probably was, at the moment.

Inko giggled into her hand. Katsuki was an affectionate, cuddly, cute person when he was so tired. He blinked sleepily up at her, trying to frown and maybe even look angry, but he just looked even more cute in her eyes.

She made him one last cup of coffee--she forbade him from having more than three cups on his visits--before sending him home with a hug and a stern order to get some sleep.

She cleaned the kitchen, humming softly to herself as she did; when her phone rang. Inko jumped at the sudden sound, before shuffling to her phone.

"Hm? I don't know this number," she mumbled to herself.
She stared at the screen a few more moments before she decided to answer.

"Hello?" Inko greeted curiously.
"Hi, Aunt Inko!" A familiar voice greeted, and suddenly, it was so hard to breathe.

Inko slid to the floor, shock causing her body to freeze as her brain seemed to shut down; the only thing she could do was to start crying.

"Aunt Inko? Are you okay?"
"What's wrong?" Another familiar voice could distantly be heard.
Inko started to sob louder. "I'm so happy you're okay!" She cried.
The line was quiet for a moment. "We're coming home,"

Katsuki groaned as his phone buzzed insistently on the bedside table three days after his meet up with Inko. His eyes burned and struggled to stay open as he reached over and grabbed his phone.

" 'Ello?" He slurred, voice gruff; he didn't even have the energy to be angry with whomever had woken him.
"Katsuki?" Inko's voice reached him, and suddenly he sat up, wide awake with worry and stress crashing down on him. Inko almost never called him.

"Is everything okay?" He asked urgently.
Inko was quiet for a moment. "I, I need you to meet me at the airport," she told.

Katsuki frowned. "What, why?" He questioned.
"I'll explain later, just come as soon as you can," Inko insisted. "Please," she pleaded, cutting off any response Katsuki might have made.

"Okay," he answered. "I'll be there in twenty," he stated.
He could hear the relief in Inko's voice as she agreed and said goodbye.
Confused and concerned, Katsuki climbed out of bed, threw on some dark jeans and a navy hoodie; he grabbed his keys, wallet and phone.

As promised, he made it to the airport in under twenty minutes, sighing harshly at the crowded place as he weaved around people, trying to look for Inko. Luckily, he was tall enough to easily see over most people's heads when he stood on his tiptoes.

He eventually spotted the woman and shuffled his way over, noting how anxious she seemed.
"Inko!" He called, gaining her attention.

She turned, face brightening once she spotted him. "Katsuki! Thank goodness you're here!" She rushed over towards him.
"What's going on?" He asked.

Inko smiled up at him. "You'll see. How are you doing? Did you manage to get some sleep?" She questioned, eyes shining with concern.

Katsuki considered lying to her, but he knew she'd just see through it.
"Not really, no," he answered.
Inko bit her lip as she frowned, opening her mouth to scold him, but was cut off.

"Aunt Inko!" A familiar, loud voice called.
Katsuki's eyes widened as he felt his heart skip a beat; he whirled around.
Holy shit, Gon was tall and he was waving from a small distance away with a bright grin as he walked over to them.

"Gon!" Inko cried; she already had tears falling down her cheeks as she rushed passed Katsuki to her nephew and his mate.

Katsuki felt like he either wanted to pass out, cry and maybe sort of puke from the immense relief that swept over him; his legs suddenly felt like jelly.

"I'm so happy you're safe!" Inko cried as she embraced Gon.
The tall alpha laughed as he bent his back to hug her back; it looked awkward. "Of course, Aunt Inko, did you expect anything else?"

"No, but you know I couldn't help but worry!" She scolded as she pulled away.
Gon chuckled as he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

Inko's attention was stolen, though, by Gon's omega, and suddenly a new wave of tears rushed over her as she hugged him. Killua hugged back with a smile, whispering comforting words into the woman's shoulder.

Inko eventually pulled back with a sniff, wiping away her tears. "Look at the two of you! You're so beat up!" She looked at them with disapproval, shaking her head.

"Eh, it happens," Killua stated as he shrugged, his eyes trailing behind her and brightening considerably. "Is that Kacchan?" He asked suddenly, whispering loudly.

"Hm? Oh! Katsuki, come here!" Inko turned, gesturing for the blond alpha to come over, before her brows furrowed in concern.

He was pale, and breathing rapidly, eyes wide as he just stood there, frozen. It looked like he might just keel over.
"Uhm? Is he okay? He smells weird," Gon asked, nose wrinkling a bit.

Killua moved passed Inko, walking towards the frozen alpha with worry in his eyes. "Are you okay?" He asked once he reached Katsuki.

The blond shrugged nonchalantly, unable to form any words. Killua frowned, pressing a cool hand to his forehead, and suddenly, Katsuki was overly aware of the situation.

"You're safe," he spoke softly, eyes wide.
Killua's frown deepened as he pulled his hand back. "Yeah," he answered carefully.

Katsuki let out a breath, closing his eyes as he swallowed around the lump in his throat.
Killua smiled brightly at him, they were around the same height, the omega only slightly shorter. "Inko told me you would be here; you're Izuku's mate, right?" He asked.

Katsuki nodded, chewing on his lower lip; he refused to let his emotions overwhelm him. Killua observed him for a moment, before reach for him again.

He placed a hand on the back of Katsuki's neck, guiding his head to the crook of his neck, his other arm wrapping around his shoulders, hugging him. Katsuki stared wide eyed at the tile behind Killua, breathing in his scent, body tense.

And suddenly, everything just melted away as he wrapped his arms around the omega's waist. All his worries and stress evaporated as his body relaxed, eyes clenching shut as he took in a shuddering breath.

"It's okay now," Killua murmured, hand rubbing up and down his back comfortingly. "We're here, we're safe," he reassured.
Katsuki nodded into his shoulder, body shaking as Killua quietly hushed him; and suddenly, the dam burst and he started to cry.

He whimpered into Killua's shoulder, hands fisting the soft fabric on the back of his hoodie. Killua started to purr as he ran his fingers through wild blond hair.

He could smell just how distressed this alpha really was, and he knew it was unusual. So he stood there, in the middle of a busy airport, hugging and comforting this crying alpha--his son's mate, and he felt joy. He was finally home.

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Gon and Killua were both beat up, indeed. Killua had a large red and purple bruise on the left side of his face--as if someone had smashed his head repeatedly against a hard surface--a deep cut over his left eyebrow; his arms legs and torso wrapped tightly in bandages.

He flinched a few times, when he bent a particular way. His ribs were bruised, cracked and broken; and it sounded painful.

Gon was similarly wrapped in bandages, his forehead had a bandage, too. His nose was bruised with dark circles underneath his eyes, suggesting a break. He had finger shaped bruises around his neck and a split lip.

Katsuki wanted to question them about what the fuck happened, but chose instead to bite his tongue. Inko insisted that he come home with them, and with little resistance, he followed after them.

He nearly fell asleep in the car ride over, exhaustion taking it's toll as he forced himself to climb out of the car and climb the steps to the apartment. He really just wants to pass out, right now.

Inko opened the door, gesturing them all inside. Katsuki took off his shoes, walked to the living room, and flopped onto the sofa with a drawn out groan.

"Izuku's room is where the guest bedroom used to be; you can go put your stuff down there," Inko spoke as she shuffled into the kitchen.
He heard the two walking towards the bedroom, snickering into the couch cushion.

"What the fuck?!" He heard Killua shout.
"There's so many," Gon commented.
The door closed again, and the two walked into the living room, sitting down on the other sofa, just as Inko entered the room with a tray of tea and coffee.

"You raised a fan boy, Inko," Killua commented as he accepted a cup of tea.
Inko laughed lightly. "He really admires All Might," she explained.

"Really is a bit of an understatement," Gon spoke sheepishly.
Inko giggled to herself as she moved to Katsuki. "Katsuki, dear," she called softly, gently running her fingers through his wild hair.

He didn't move, laying on his stomach on the sofa, one arm hanging off of the sofa, hand gently brushing against the cold floor.
"Fast asleep," Inko noted as she smiled down at the blond, moving and sitting in the arm chair.

"He looks so tired," Killua mentioned.
Inko nodded. "He's been worried about Izuku; he tends to bottle up all his emotions until he can't hold it in anymore. It's a very bad, very self destructive habit of his; keeping everything to himself," she explained.

Killua gazed with soft eyes at Katsuki; he looked so innocent and sweet in his sleep, relaxed and a little childlike.
"So, what's Izuku been up to, Aunt Inko? Tell us everything!" Gon asked excitedly.

Inko smiled brightly as she started to talk about their son and everything he got up to. She had written them a few letters, telling them a few things about Izuku, but never giving away too much. She had left all those stories for this very moment.

She felt eager, yet apprehensive for Izuku's return. How would he take it, seeing his parents so suddenly? Would he shut them out, or reject them? Would he return back to normal?

She truly hoped he would. She didn't like this new person he had become, it just wasn't right coming from him. She ended up showing them a recording of the sports festival, feeling a little nervous to show them how Izuku broke his body to fight against Shoto.

She did still worry they might not be happy with how she raised Izuku.
"Look, Killua! That boy has a quirk like your nen ability!" Gon pointed out as they watched Denki try to shock a girl that had vines for hair.

"He doesn't seem able to control it that well yet," Killua replied, sinking into the sofa a bit and leaning his head against Gon's shoulder.

Inko bit her lip, noting how exhausted the two of them seemed to be, yet they stayed awake in hopes they'd see Izuku soon, she assumed. She sighed softly, Izuku better come soon, he shouldn't be leaving his parents waiting for him; not that he knew they were here.

She wants this to be a surprise for him; she thinks he'd be absolutely elated once he sees them. Her gaze trails to Katsuki, who has yet to move on the sofa. For a few seconds, she feared he might be dead with how still he was laying there.

She watched him intensely for the next few minutes, sighing out in relief as he twitched and groaned softly. Both Gon and Killua's gazes shot to Katsuki as he twitched. Was he having a nightmare?

He stilled again, and she watched as his back moved up and down with every inhale and exhale. She smiled softly as she stood up.
"I'm going to get started on dinner," she announced, voice soft.

"Do you need any help?" Killua questioned.
Inko shook her head. "No, no, you just rest here for a bit, okay?"
Killua nodded, watching as she walked out of the room, carrying the cups with her.

Killua relaxed back into Gon's side, nuzzling against him as Gon laced their fingers together. The alpha sunk further into the couch, muscles relaxing as he rested his head on the back of the sofa.

The two continued to watch the video Inko had insisted they watch, slowly starting to doze off at how calm it was. They could sense Katsuki twitch every now and then, hear Inko humming softly in the kitchen and Katsuki's breathing.

Killua's eyes opened as he heard the teen start breathing irregular, shifting in his sleep until he lay on his side. Gon shifted, tensing a little; he knew the blond was having a nightmare and wanted to help, but they didn't know how he'd react.

Killua couldn't help but feel a strange sort of attachment to the blond, it was like he was his son, too. Killua supposes, if he really is Izuku's mate; he sort of is their son now, too.

Izuku sighed as he patrolled the streets, weaving around people, a few children pointing and waving at him, he made sure to smile kindly and wave back. It was late afternoon, the sun slowly starting to set as people bustled to get home in time for dinner.

Izuku should really be doing the same, but he just didn't feel like being at home. Maybe he should just got some food and eat in the park or something. He really wanted to stay away for as long as he possibly could.

Izuku hummed softly as he walked down the street, wondering what he should get for himself to eat. Take out was good and all, but nothing really beats a home cooked meal.

Inko made really nice food, he would really like to rather eat her cooking, instead. Or maybe Kacchan's, he was just as good, if not better. Izuku groaned softly as his stomach rumbled at the thought of food.

When was the last time Kacchan cooked? Oh yeah, it was back at Heaven's Arena. Izuku felt his mood sour significantly at the memories of spending months there.

He scowled. Sighing, he walked to the park and flopped down onto the nearest bench, tilting his head back to watch the sky. The park still had a few people there, some kids trying to get in a last few minutes of playing; there was a couple siting on a bench a few feet away from him.

He subtly watched as they held hands and talked, the woman giggled at something the man had said. She kissed his cheek, and suddenly they stood, strolling away hand in hand.

Izuku sat up a bit, gazing down at his hands. He really missed his mates, but he didn't know what he'd do or say if he saw them again now. He might just break down and cry, or say something really rude, or maybe, nothing would happen and he'd just act as he normally did around them.

He bit his lower lip, he wasn't sure if he wanted to take that risk, though. But god, did he miss them. A few nights ago, when he got home, he'd thought he could smell Kacchan's scent in the kitchen.

Izuku wouldn't really be surprised if Kacchan came to visit, he tended to worry a lot. Plus, Inko had been acting really strangely the passed few days. She would grin at him, as if she knew something he didn't.

She also tended to laugh nervously whenever he looked at her. She was never any good at lying or hiding things, he just didn't bother trying to find out what it was.

He heard someone gasp. "Izuku!" A familiar voice called.
Izuku's heartbeat sped up as be turned and watched Eijirou running up towards him, waving with a bright smile; he was still wearing his hero costume.

"Ei," he greeted softly as his beta came to a stop in front of him.
Eijirou seemed to fidget nervously, like he wasn't sure what to do. Should he kiss Izuku or just not do anything?

Eijirou settled for slumping onto the bench next to the alpha, a little further away than he usually would have had between them, but he didn't want to overwhelm his alpha.

Izuku bit the inside of his cheek at the lack of greeting and space between them, his irritation rising.
"So how've you been? We haven't seen you in a while!" Eijirou asked with a bright smile.

"Fine," Izuku answered shortly.
Eijirou tried not to deflate at the clipped reply, keeping his smile in place as it dimmed.
"How's your mom been?" He asked instead.

Izuku shrugged, annoyed. "Fine too, I guess,"
Eijirou frowned, not liking how cold and distant his mate was being. "C'mon, Izuku, why won't you just talk to me?" He asked, pleading.

Izuku kept quiet.
"Won't you at least text Katsuki and Shoto? They're really worried about you! I am, too. They aren't doing the best, you know? Sho's been a bit distant, did you know his mom's coming home for Christmas?" He asked.

When he didn't get a reply, Eijirou bit his lip. "Yeah! Katsuki's been sick with worry, he's been having a lot of trouble sleeping, and he lost a lot of weight, too. Did you know-?"
"What are you doing?" Izuku cut him off, turning to look at Eijirou with a frown.

Eijirou looked surprised. "I'm just trying to tell you about your mates lives and how they've been doing, since you don't seem to care enough to ask them yourself," he replied a little more harshly than intended.

"Stop it," Izuku ordered with his alpha voice, and Eijirou shrunk in on himself. "If I wanted to know, I would have asked them myself. I don't care if you're trying to be nice, I don't want or need it,"

Ei bit his lower lip to stop it from trembling. "But-"
"Kirishima," Izuku cut him off harshly.
The beta flinched, lower lip wobbling; Izuku hadn't used his last name in years.

"Just leave. You're being a nuisance," Izuku stated.
He turned around, staring out at the park, until he started, only just realising what he had just said.
"Ei-" he was cut off with a whimper.

Izuku felt his heart tug at the tears and broken look on Eijirou's face. He hadn't meant to say that. He reached out for his beta, wanting to comfort him, but Eijirou shot up off the bench and sprinted away from him.

Izuku sat there, one hand hovering in the air with a shocked and worried look on his face. Izuku bit his lip and scowled. He may have just ruined his relationship with Eijirou.

Inko hummed softly as she worked in the kitchen, bustling about. She glanced into the living room, smiling as she watched Killua run his fingers through Katsuki's hair.

The blond's head was resting in his lap, legs sprawled over Gon's. The blond had been in the midst of a nightmare when the two decided to sit with him.

He had calmed after a small while, and was now just sleeping peacefully. Killua smiled down at Katsuki, he looked so peaceful and soft like this, younger.

His hair was really soft, too. There was the sudden sound of vibrating, and Katsuki shot up, instantly standing to pull out his phone from his jeans pockets.

Killua blinked down at his lap, frowning, his fingers tingling and longing for the soft hair to play with.
"Hello?" Katsuki grunted, rubbing at his eyes.

The sound of a supressed sob reached his ear. "Katsuki," Eijirou greeted.
"Eijirou? What's wrong?" He asked, worried. He raked his fingers through his hair, tugging harshly at the strands.

"I-I need to talk to you, where are you?" He asked, sounding distressed.
"What happened?" He asked instead of answering.
"Katsuki, please," Eijirou pleaded, voice breaking.

The blond paused, chewing his lower lip until he tasted blood. He wasn't sure how much more worry and stress his body could handle.
"I'm at Izuku's," he stated.

He frowned at the sharp inhale he received with that answer.
"I, I can't-" Eijirou protested softly.
"Eijirou, come here. Now," he demanded, tugging at his hair again.

Eijirou exhaled shakily. "Okay," he agreed softly, hanging up before Katsuki could say anything again.
He stared blankly at his phone for a moment, noting how out of character it was for Ei to just hang up like that without a goodbye.

He let out a distressed whine as he tugged at his hair with both hands. He felt like he just might puke from stress. He turned, and suddenly there were arms around him, and his nose was buried into a pale neck.

"You should really try and calm down a bit," Killua spoke softly next to his ear.
The omega started purring, pulling Katsuki with him and sat on the sofa.

Katsuki sat in between the two mates, sighing as he rubbed his forehead. Killua touched his neck and guided his head into his lap, still purring as he ran his fingers through that soft hair.

Katsuki just laid there, eyelids growing heavy again as Killua's soft purring started to lull him to sleep. Gon placed his warm, large hand on his back, rubbing soothing circles.

Katsuki hummed, rumbling softly in comfort as his body started to relax. Gon looked up at Killua, concern shining in his golden eyes. As another alpha, he could clearly see and understand why the teen was so stressed.

Gon couldn't smell the scent of his mate on him, and that tended to really stress an alpha out. Killua smiled reassuringly at Gon.

Katsuki jumped at the sound of a knock on the door, the two adults watching as he flailed and gracelessly stumbled off of the couch and down the hall.

Katsuki swung open the door, frowning at the sight of Eijirou, still in his hero costume, hair dishevelled eyes and nose red. Katsuki's frown deepened at the sight of a sad smile stretching on Eijirou's lips.

"Hey, sorry to bother, but uhm," Eijirou greet, tousling his hair.
"C'mere." Katsuki gestured for him, and suddenly he had his arms full of his distressed beta, sobbing into his shoulder.

"I-I'm sorry, I just-" he cut himself off with a whimper, nuzzling into Katsuki's neck.
Katsuki hugged him tightly to his chest, pulling the beta into the house and kicking the door shut. Warmth washed over them, comforting against the bite of the cold outside.

"What happened?" Katsuki asked softly.
"I saw Izuku," Eijirou muttered, hiccupping.
Katsuki frowned further at this, humming to let Ei know he was listening.

"I tried talking to him, t-to tell him w-what everyone's been up to, b-but he was so cold a-and I should have just left him be, b-but, I-I just missed him so much!" Eijirou cried and suddenly he was sobbing all over again. "He called me a nuisance,"

Katsuki tensed at this. He would like to have denied it, refused to believe that Izuku could possibly say something like that to Eijirou. Sweet, loving, caring Eijirou. But he also knew that Izuku hadn't been acting like himself lately, and Eijirou wouldn't be breaking down like this if it weren't true.

Katsuki growled lowly, angrily and Eijirou tensed, pulling back from him a little to stare into his eyes.
"Don't be angry with him!" He pleaded desperately. "He, he's just stressed! He isn't like himself right now. He didn't mean to, Katsuki, please, just, don't-"

Katsuki listened as Eijirou continued to defend their alpha mate, begging, pleading with him not to be angry with Izuku, but it just made his anger boil. When that fucking, useless Deku comes home, Katsuki is going to punch him so fucking hard, he won't be able to see straight. And then, he'll kiss him, because he misses that useless nerd, so fucking much.

Katsuki cups Eijirou cheeks, and kisses him. Eijirou kisses back slowly, the taste of his salty tears on their tongues. When was the last time he kissed Eijirou? He can't remember, but it felt like it's been years.

"I have a surprise," Katsuki spoke against Ei's lips.
The beta hummed, feeling himself calm significantly at the sound of his alpha's voice.
"Well, I guess it's more for Deku, but we all deserve it. Everyone's been worried," Katsuki muttered as he wiped his thumbs over Eijirou's cheeks.

Ei's red eyes shone with confused curiosity, his hands gently cupping Katsuki's neck, fingers gently fiddling with the hair at his nape.
"We should actually let the other's know and tell them to come here, too," Katsuki noted.

"What are you talking about?" Eijirou asked curiously, voice a little hoarse.
Katsuki opened his mouth to reply, but he was cut off.
"Oh my god, why are there so many stressed teenagers!?" A slightly familiar voice shouted from the living room.

Eijirou's eyes widened and he gaped.
" 'Cause they all want your comfort, Killua!" Gon replied, chuckling.
Ei continued to stare wide eyed into Katsuki's eyes. "Y-you, when did they-? How?"

Katsuki grunted, pulling away from his beta, jerking his head in the direction of the living room. "They got here a few hours ago," he explained.
Eijirou moved to walk to the living room, but Killua rounded the corner, a deep frown on his face.

"Why are you so upset?" He demanded, stalking up to the two; he seemed a bit angry.
Eijirou gaped like a fish, glancing between his alpha and the silver haired omega.

"Is this real?" He asked quietly.
Killua clicked his tongue. "Why are you all so shocked? Are all your friends going to react like this?" He asked, sounding a little irritated.
Gon poke his head around the corner to watch.

"Killua," he scolded lightly.
Eijirou just stared for a moment, before he started laughing hysterically. The three just watched him in worry as he laughed and cried.

Katsuki bit his bruised lower lip, ignoring the sting of biting into his wound. Killua hesitated a moment, watching as Eijirou pressed the palms of his hands into his eyes, just crying now.

"I just! I was so worried!" The beta cried, wiping furiously at his eyes.
Killua smiled as Eijirou raised his head and grinned brightly. The omega opened his arms invitingly, and the beta fell onto him.

Killua appreciated this hug; beta's were angels, really. It sort of felt like Eijirou was comforting him, and not the other way around, it felt really nice. This hug was close to how Gon hugged him.

Killua cupped his cheeks, wiping his thumbs underneath his eyes, smiling sadly at the red, irritated skin.
"Let's make some tea, okay? Your throat must be a bit sore now, right?" He asked softly, comforting.

Eijirou nodded, allowing the omega to pull away completely. Killua shoved his hands into his pink hoodies pockets, smiling back at the two teens before he turned the corner.

"He's so nice," Eijirou commented as he turned back to look at Katsuki, watching as the blond shoved his phone into his jeans pocket, ruffling his hair. The redhead frowned at the stressed and tired look on his alpha's face.

"Yeah," Katsuki muttered, stepping into the beta's personal space and wrapping his arms around his waist, nuzzling into the redhead's neck.
"You lost a lot of weight," Eijirou commented as he wrapped his arms around Katsuki's shoulders, one hand rubbing up and down his back; he could feel Katsuki's spine protruding from his skin.

It wasn't that bad, it was just enough to feel it a bit, but it was still alarming. He noted how pale the blond looked, too. Katsuki rubbed the palms of his hands up and down Eijirou's bare sides, enjoying the skin on skin contact.

"We should get you something else to wear," he mumbled against Ei's skin.
Eijirou hummed, moving his arms underneath Katsuki's to trail his hands up and under his hoodie, gripping his hips.

Katsuki pulled away from his neck, pressing their lips together in a soft kiss. The beta hummed softly, kissing back gently, eagerly.
Katsuki pulled back, not wanted the kiss to get too heated. "C'mon, I'm sure Deku wouldn't mind you burrowing some of his clothes,"

He grabbed Eijirou's hand, pulling him down the hall towards the nerds room, throwing open the door. He moved to the wardrobe, rummaging through the various articles of clothing.

He found a long sleeved shirt and sweats, tossing them to the redhead. Eijirou caught the clothing, moving to place them on the bed as he started to remove his gear.

By the time the two entered the kitchen, Killua already finished the tea, sitting there at the table, watching Inko as he sipped from a white cup.

"Where'd your outfit go?" He asked curiously.
Eijirou rubbed the back of his head. "My hero costume isn't really the best to wear for reunions," he stated.

Killua raised an eyebrow. "Your hero costume?"
Eijirou nodded as he sat down across from the omega, Katsuki slumping down beside him.

"But there's barely anything! You don't even wear a shirt!" Killua protested, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a chocolate, unwrapping it and taking a bite, he seemed to be in heaven.

Katsuki shook his head.
"My quirk always destroys any shirts I wear, so I don't wear any!" Eijirou explained.
There's a sudden gleam in Killua's eyes.

"What's your quirk?" Gon asked suddenly, popping up behind the two teenagers.
For such a big guy, he sure can disappear easily. Katsuki may or may not have shrieked a bit.

Eijirou held out his arm, his quirk appearing and hardening his skin.
Both Gon and Killua marvelled at the sight. "Wow! That's so cool! It must be very useful!" Gon stated.

They clearly hadn't been paying much attention to the video recording of the sports festival, Inko noted with a smile.
Eijirou rubbed the back of his head with his free hand, allowing the two adults to poke and prod at his quirk. "It's nothing flashy, really," he stated.

"Flashy isn't always a good thing," Killua replied, standing up to toss his wrapper in the bin.
"It gains a lot of attention! You don't always want that," Gon stated with a grin as he moved to ruffle Eijirou's hair.

The beta's hair was standing in every direction by now, wild and not necessarily in an attractive way. The redhead didn't seem to mind much, grinning up at the tall alpha as Gon moved to sit beside Killua.

There was knocking on the door soon after.
"I'll get it," Eijirou offered as he got up.
"BAKUBRO! OPEN UP!" Denki's voice reached them.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, PIKACHU!" Katsuki shouted as he stood up from his seat.
"Don't be so fucking rude, you asshole-hole shit you look like shit!" Denki stated as Ei opened the door.

Inko shook her head with a sigh as Katsuki started yelling again. Gon and Killua sat wide eyed, surprised by the sudden change in attitude.

"Were you crying?" Hitoshi asked as they walked into the house.
Eijirou shrugged, seeming uncomfortable. "A bit, I guess,"
"We'll tell you later, just know that I'm going to punch that fucker in the face," Katsuki stated as he lead the two towards the kitchen after they took off their shoes.

"Deku?" Denki asked. "He made our sweet, sweet boy cry?" Katsuki grunted in affirmation. "I will zap his ass! No one makes Eijirou cry!"
Hitoshi chuckled. "That's so cute, babe," he stated.

"I am not cute, I am angry!" Denki protested.
"Yeah, well, I called first dibs so," Katsuki stated.
"Kacchan!" Denki whined as they entered the kitchen.

Hitoshi let out a breath as Denki gawked openly.
"When'd the two of you get here?! Holy shit, it's so nice to finally meet you guys!!" Denki cheered as he rounded the table, gripping one of Gon's large hands in both of his smaller ones.

"A few hours ago," Gon explained, smiling.
"God, I can't believe you guys are actually here! It's enough to bring tears to my eyes!" Denki sniffed, taking one hand and wiping it under his eyes, though he wasn't actually crying. "Anyway! My name's Kaminari Denki! You can just call me Denki, or Kami, whatever works!"

"Well, you know who I am! It's nice to meet you!" Gon said, equally as bright.
Killua narrowed his eyes as the two shared a hug. He had a feeling those two would get up to a lot of mischief in the near future.

Katsuki seemed to be thinking the same thing, glaring half-heartedly at the two. Hitoshi cleared his throat.
"Shinso Hitoshi," he introduced with a small wave of his hand, accepting a hug from Killua.

"It's so nice to meet so many of Izuku's friends!" Gon stated brightly.
"Oh my god, you're so pretty!" Denki spoke in awe as he moved towards Killua as the omega pulled away from the younger alpha.
The older omega blushed lightly at the compliment.

"Killua never believes me when I tell him," Gon explained with a pout.
"You always tell me that! Ever since we were kids!" Killua pointed out, still blushing.
"Doesn't mean Killua should believe me any less," Gon stated.

Killua seemed a bit frustrated. "You-you can't just say stuff like that!"
Gon raised his brow. "But why, Killua? It's the truth! Plus, we've been together for years now, why can't I tell the person I love how beautiful he is?" He asked curiously.

Killua's face was bright red by now; he could never get used to anyone--especially Gon--openly telling him he was pretty.
"This is embarrassing," he muttered.

Katsuki started to cackle as Eijirou laughed softly.
"Awh, you guys are so adorable!" Denki noted with a grin as he hugged Inko, kissing her cheek.

The group sat around the table, conversation flowing as they laughed and the smell of Inko's cooking wafted around the apartment. When there was another knock at the door, Gon decided to answer this time.

He was a bit surprised at seeing the pretty omega standing before him, with red and white hair, one grey eye and the other turquoise, a large, red scar on the left side of his face. The teen seemed just as surprised to see him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," the teen greeted, bowing respectively, and suddenly, Gon felt really awkward.
The teen had a blank expression as he stood outside by the door, just staring up at him.

"It's nice to meet you too?" Gon trailed off, not knowing the youngers name.
"Todoroki Shoto," the teen supplied. "Katsuki said to meet him here,"
Gon nodded, gesturing inside with his hand, moving aside to let him in.

"Kacchan!" Gon called happily. "There's a really pretty omega here to see you!"
Katsuki peaked out of the kitchen. "Sho," he breathed, walking towards his omega.

Shoto smiled a small smile, walking into Katsuki's embrace. Gon frowned a bit at this; Katsuki hadn't greeted Denki and Hitoshi this way. Shrugging, he walked back into the kitchen to allow the two their privacy.

Eijirou squeezed passed him, hugging Shoto, too. He'd let the kids tell him in their own time.
"Oh? Shoto's here? I thought he wouldn't be able to make it, what with his mother coming home soon, and all," Inko noted as she sat down.

"Yeah, but it's not like he can be with her twenty four seven at the hospital. Plus, Kacchan probably told him this was about Deku; Shoto would drop anything for him right now," Denki explained.

"Why's his mom in the hospital?" Gon asked with confused curiosity.
Hitoshi, Denki and Inko glanced at one another.
"It's best to let him tell you in his own time," Hitoshi replied.

Killua frowned, looking at Gon in concern. The three then entered the kitchen, Eijirou smiling brightly, looking much better than he had a few minutes ago. Katsuki also seemed much more relaxed now, much less stressed.

"So we only need Tenya and Ochaco to come, right?" Denki asked.
Killua blinked at the new arrival. His hair was two different colours, two different eye colours and a massive scar over his left eye that Killua can't help but feel concerned about.

He was really beautiful, like Denki. Killua smiled brightly at the other omega, happy when he received a small smile in return. He could tell this one was really reserved and well mannered.

Shoto moved to sit beside Killua, introducing himself softly. Killua felt great joy at being surrounded by two other omega; he really wanted to nuzzle and cuddle with them. Denki seemed just as eager, really.

Killua didn't notice he'd started purring as he talked with the two omega. Years of being surrounded by nothing but alpha and beta had left him feeling a bit starved for the presence of other omega.

Killua got his wish of nuzzling, at least. Denki had just closed in on him and the two started to nuzzle and purr. The blond had even pulled Shoto in, and Killua felt overjoyed, really.

He couldn't stop purring. The other's just let them be, Gon and Eijirou managing to keep the conversation afloat. After about an hour, there was another knock on the door.

Denki bounded over to answer the door, loudly greeting the two remaining beta they had missing from their pack.
"Finally! We've been waiting around forever!" Denki stated as he pulled the two into the house, throwing the door shut.

"Sorry, sorry. You look really wild, Denki, it looks like you were stuck in an hour long make out session," Ochaco noted.
Denki grinned. "I was nuzzling!" He explained.

"With Shoto?" Ochaco asked as they finished taking off their clothes.
Denki nodded "And Killua!" He stated as he walked away.
Ochaco blinked, glancing at Tenya.
"Killua?!" She shouted after the omega, who just laughed boisterously.

"Don't run in the house!" Tenya scolded as Ochaco ran after Denki.
Her eyes widened at the sight of Gon and Killua casually sitting there. Gon was grinning brightly as he talked with Eijirou and Hitoshi.

Killua was dishevelled, hair mussed and clothes askew, but he was smiling as he talked with Shoto. Ochaco felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulder at the sight of them; alive and safe.

She felt tears in her eyes as Killua turned his happy smile on her. Deku is going to be so happy.
"Oh, don't cry sweetie," Killua spoke softly as he enveloped her in a hug.

It was strange for him, to see so many people--strangers, really--so worried about them. He felt as though a little comfort is the least he could do after causing them such worry.

"I'm just so relieved," she cried into his shoulder.
"I know," he spoke softly, planting a kiss onto her head.
"It's the greatest honour to meet the both of you!" Tenya greeted enthusiastically as he bowed respectfully at Gon.

Gon waved his hands, a bright smile on his lips. "It's nice to meet you, too, Tenya!"
The tall beta had tears in his eyes, too, but he didn't let them fall. He was just so happy.

It pretty was late, by the time Izuku made his way home. It would be the earliest he'd be home in weeks, his mom would probably be happy, granted, if he could keep a conversation going with her.

He felt very angry with himself, his encounter with Eijirou earlier in the evening replaying in his mind. He had tried calling the beta, and for once, he was the one being ignored.

He couldn't blame Eijirou, he hadn't deserved that. Ei had always been a self conscious person, and when Izuku called him a nuisance, he played on those old feelings.

He was such a bad alpha. His conscience plagued with guilt, he resolved to searching for Eijirou tomorrow and apologize properly to him, he deserves that much, at least.

Sighing, he unlocked the front door, allowing it to slam shut behind him.
"I'm home," he called.
Izuku raised a brow at the amount of shoes by the door as he toed his own off. He recognized Eijirou's hero costume shoes.

Izuku frowned as he heard a chair in the kitchen screech.
"Wait!" Someone called as angry footsteps stomped to the front door.

"You useless fuck!" Katsuki's angry voice reached him.
Izuku tensed at the sight of the angry blond making his way towards him, Eijirou not too far behind him.
"K-Kacchan!" Izuku called nervously.

It's been years since he was faced with the full force of Katsuki's anger. He'd forgotten how terrifying it was.
Katsuki pulled back his fist, and suddenly, pain bloomed in jaw as his vision swam and he stumbled.

"That's for making Eijirou cry and telling him he's a nuisance!" Katsuki growled.
Izuku caught himself on the wall, he deserved that. His shirt was grabbed and he was viciously pulled forward.

Warmth met his lips. Izuku only just then realised how much he truly missed Katsuki and his kisses.
"And that's for making us all worry," the blond stated softly as he pulled back.

Izuku bit his lower lip, taking in Katsuki's features. He looked so tired.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered, lower lip trembling as Katsuki pulled him into a tight hug. "I didn't mean to push you all away," he whimpered.

"Everything's going to be okay," Katsuki murmured.
Izuku nodded into his shoulder, for once actually believing this statement.
Katsuki pulled back, wiping away Izuku's tears as the smaller alpha sniffed.

"C'mon, you can apologize to everyone later," Katsuki stated as he pulled back. "There's a surprise for you." Katsuki grinned as he moved behind Deku, covering his eyes with his palms

"What surprise?" Izuku asked as his body tensed.
"We can't tell you!" Eijirou spoke for the first time, and Izuku bit his lower lip in guilt. "Just trust us." The redhead took his hands and lead him into the living room.

"Keep your eyes closed, okay?" Eijirou told softly.
Izuku hummed as they safely lead him, keeping his eyes closed as Kacchan's hands left him.

"Open when I say, okay?" Eijirou instructed
Izuku nodded. "Okay,"
There was a bit of shuffling and then it grew quiet.

"Okay, you can look," Eijirou stated.
Izuku felt a smile tug at his lips at how ridiculous this was, but did as he was told. The room was brightly lit, Inko and his pack all staring at him for a reaction.

Because there, a few feet in front of him, stood his parents. His heart skipped a beat as tears welled in his wide eyes.
"Welcome home, Izuku," Killua greeted with a soft smile.

Izuku's lower lip trembled. "Mom?" His voice disappeared in the middle of the word as he whimpered.
Killua nodded with tears in his eyes. "It's me, sweetie, I,"

Izuku rushed forward, longing to be in that embrace that Killua was offering. And oh, did that feel amazing. His mother was warm, and smelled so good.

Bisky was right. All his doubts and worries just melted away as his mother hugged him. Killua smelled so sweet and safe. Like love and home. The second those protective arms wrapped around him, it felt like coming home.

His shoulder felt wet, but he didn't care as long as Killua didn't care about his own wet shoulder. Izuki felt another pare of arms wrap around both him and Killua.

He knew it was Gon, his father. He felt so complete, so warm; so safe and at home and peace. It was what he had longed for all this time.

"Is everything okay now?" Katsuki questioned.
Eijirou smiled tearfully as he nodded. "Everything's okay," he agreed.
Katsuki let out a sigh in relief, feeling weightless. "Finally," he whispered before everything went blissfully dark.

"When did you guys get here?" Izuku asked as they pulled away, Killua wiping at Izuku's freckled cheeks.
"Earlier today," he answered.
Izuku smiled happily as he moved to give Gon a hug.

Everything was just so perfect. This was the best surprise he could ever ask for. There was a dull thump.
"Oh my god, Katsuki!" Eijirou shouted suddenly in panic.

Izuku pulled back a bit from Gon, eyes wide as he watched his pack flock toward the blond alpha. He was passed out on the floor.
Killua wiped his tears away as he moved to kneel by Katsuki's side.

"I think he passed out from exhaustion," he reported, frowning.
Gon started to laugh at this, shaking his head. "I was wondering when this would happen! I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner, really,"

Gon pulled away from Izuku, scooping the blond alpha up into his arms as if he were weightless.
"Let's put him in the bed?" Gon suggested.

Inko nodded as she shuffled out of the room and towards Izuku's. Killua shook his head, coming back to Izuku and pulling him to the sofa. "Your mate is very worrisome," he stated.
Izuku smiled and nodded.

He felt guilty, because he knew he was the cause for Kacchan to be so tired. He'd have to apologize extra nicely to him, too. But for now, he decided to just sit there and talk with his mother. It's all he's ever really wanted.

Chapter Text

Izuku woke up, surrounded by warmth and the scent of his mother. His eyes fluttered open, taking a deep breath as he nuzzled further into Killua's chest.

Killua was wrapped around him, fast asleep, one arm underneath Izuku, hugging the teen to himself, pale legs tangled together with Gon's. Izuku had one arm hugging his mother's waist, the other pulled up to his chest.

Gon was laying closest to the door, a sign of protection, his front pressed as closely as he possibly could to Killua's back, his left arm hugging his omega's waist, the other underneath his head. Killua had his free arm on top of Gon's, fingers intertwined.

Izuku could feel Kacchan sleeping behind him, squished between himself and the wall, his back pressed against Izuku's. Deku shifted a bit, turning his head to get a good look at Kacchan.

He was curled up, arms hugging himself as he slept. Izuku couldn't see his face from this position; he just hoped the blond was comfortable. He turned his head back around to gaze up at Killua's sleeping face.

He looked peaceful, or well, as peaceful as he could with the dark bruises on his face. Izuku squinted. They actually looked a lighter shade than the previous night.

He noticed a faint scar in the middle of his forehead, his bangs swept to the side and falling on the pillow. The cut above his brow seemed to be healing quite nicely, and quickly, too.

Izuku raised his head up off the bed to look at Gon. The bruises around his nose were near invisible on his tan skin, however, the dark circles were still quite prominent. His split lip was already healed.

Izuku frowned. Why did they heal so quickly? It was a little weird, really. Killua adjusted in his sleep, grunting in discomfort as too much pressure was applied to his ribs.

Maybe he could ask Aizawa if he could bring them to UA and have Recovery Girl heal them? He could introduce them to Eri! Then he'd get to visit her again, too! He hadn't seen her since graduation.

Maybe he could bring her a candy apple? That was a good idea! Feeling a little giddy, Izuku attempted to shuffle out of Killua's grasp. The omega grunted and tightened his hold, bodily pulling Izuku towards himself.

The omega was surprisingly very strong. Izuku struggled a bit, but stopped as Killua started to stir, a frown on his brow. Gon inhaled deeply and loudly then, pulling his arm from under his head, worming it underneath Killua to hug him with both arms.

The omega let out a sleepy hum as he was pulled closer to Gon's warm chest, releasing his hold on Izuku and turning over on his other side to nuzzle into Gon's chest. Their legs able to better entangle this way; Gon nuzzled his nose into Killua's hair, breathing his scent in deeply.

Izuku watched this with a fond smile before yawning silently, stretching his limbs and back. He stared up at the ceiling for a moment, turning his head to look at the back of Kacchan's head.

Turning onto his side, Izuku pressed himself against his mate's back, nosing at the back of his neck. Katsuki sighed as he shifted a bit, body relaxing further as he breathed deeply.

Izuku wrapped his arms around Kacchan, pressing a kiss to his neck before settling in, eyes drooping at the familiar scent and warmth of his mate.

Izuku just lay there for a long time, eyes closed as he relaxed, hugging Kacchan tightly. Eventually, Izuku could hear his friends up and about in the apartment, sighing softly against Katsuki's skin.

Most of them had passed out on the sofas as they stayed up talking with Gon and Killua passed midnight. There hadn't been any specific topics, just funny stories of when the two adults were children, or things that happened back at UA.

Izuku didn't want to have a serious conversation right off the bat, he wants to spend quality time with his parents, first. He should probably let them bring up the topic first, though. He didn't want to trudge up uncomfortable memories.

He refuses to acknowledge the memories and images of his mother almost...
Izuku shook his head, squeezing Kacchan. The blond grunted, shifting around until he turned around, facing Izuku now.

"Stop squeezing me so hurt, it hurts," Katsuki grumbled sleepily.
Izuku smiled apologetically, even if Kacchan couldn't see it. "Sorry," he whispered.
Katsuki hummed, eyes fluttering open and squinting at him before closing again.

Katsuki shuffled closer to press a kiss against his lips before nuzzling into his neck, stilling. Izuku ran his fingers through Kacchan's soft hair, listening to everyone's breathing as the blond fell back asleep.

Izuku noted with interest that all their breathing was near in sync. Izuku lay there for about thirty more minutes before Katsuki shot up in bed, eyes wide, he looked around almost frantically.

"It's alright Kacchan! You're okay," Izuku reassured as he sat up, wrapping his arms around the other alpha.
Katsuki sometimes still had nightmares about his time with the League, it didn't happen often, only in times of stress.

He usually got them before a big test back at UA, but stopped having them once they graduated. They could get pretty severe at times, and Kacchan hated them. He used to say it was pathetic, they didn't even do anything to him, so why was he having nightmares?

Izuku hugged the blond to his chest as he breathed rapidly.
"Just breathe Kacchan, you're okay," he spoke soothingly, inhaling deeply and exhaling.

He knew Katsuki would start doing it with him, he didn't like being told to do it. The blond started to breathe with him, body tense. Izuku eventually guided them to lay back down, holding his mate to him as Kacchan slowly came back to himself.

The League may not have done anything to him, but the mere thought that they could have, knowing that they could have tortured him, killed him with a touch of a hand, was enough to scare even the most seasoned pro.

He felt the bed shift a bit, then eyes boring into him for a few minutes, before the bed shifted again and grew still. His parents must have woken from the sudden jerk and raise of Izuku's voice.

He glanced over his shoulder, not seeing anything different about them. Katsuki calmed down a few minutes later, though he was still a bit tense, most likely upset that he had had that nightmare again.

The blond sighed, warm breath fanning over his collarbone. Sudden, boisterous laughter cut through the peaceful silence, and had them all either jerking or shifting to look at the door.

"Oh my god!" Denki could be heard yelling before he screamed with laugher.
Someone shushed him, but he couldn't keep quiet for long before he snorted and laughed again.

Katsuki growled loudly into Izuku's chest and the apartment grew quiet again.
"You woke up Katsuki!" Ochaco hissed in the quiet.
"I didn't mean to!" Denki defended in a whisper.

"Wait, no stop-!"
The door swung open and there stood Shoto with a blank look on his face and the same clothes he wore yesterday.
"Sorry to interrupt everyone's beauty sleep, but it's noon already and you really need to get up," he stated as he let go of the doorknob and stepped into the room.

Gon groaned long and loud. "Five more minutes," he reasoned.
"No." Shoto shot him down.
Izuku could barely supress a laugh as he watched Gon sit up in bed, like a teenager being told to get up and ready for school.

Gon whined as Izuku sat up, pulling Katsuki up into a sitting position. Killua lay on his back, stretched out in his space as he grinned at Gon's back.
"Can I have coffee in bed?" Gon pleaded.

Shoto held out his left hand, a mug sitting gently in his curled fingers.
"Here," the omega stated.
Gon's eyes widened as he took the warm mug. "How'd you know?"

"You seemed like the type," Shoto stated before turning around and leaving the room, pulling the door shut behind him.
Killua sat up then, crossing his legs as he stretched his arms above his head.

"So mean," Gon muttered as he sipped his coffee.
"That's what you get for so sleeping so much," Killua stated.
Gon turned around to frown at him, pouting as Killua stole his mug with a grin.

"Sho can get anyone out of bed," Katsuki explained as he shuffled on the bed and stood up, stretching, his back cracking loudly as he did. Gon winced.

"Killua! Don't drink it all," Gon whined as he grabbed his cup out of his mates pale hand.
Izuku chuckled as he clambered clumsily out of bed, grabbing his phone from the bedside table and texting Aizawa, listening as the door opened and closed again with Katsuki's departure.

It was always weird texting Aizawa, but the man didn't like receiving calls and he felt the need to stay in contact with his class, even if all of them had graduated now. Aizawa was sort of like the class dad, really. Dadzawa. Izuku snorted so hard that it hurt.

"THAT'S MINE, BITCH!!" Katsuki screamed from the kitchen and Izuku sighed as he shook his head in dismay.
"KATSUKI!" Shoto yelling like that definitely wasn't a good sign.

Izuku shrugged, figuring they could just sort things out for themselves as he rummaged around in his closet for something to wear.
"You guys can take a shower if you want," he stated, back turned to his parents.

"That'd be great," Killua groaned, scratching his head.
Izuku turned to them with a smile. "If you don't mind, there's someone I'd like for you to meet,"

Killua rose his brow at this. "Who?" He asked.
Izuku grinned. "It's a secret!" He laughed as he rushed out of the room and into the bathroom to change his clothes.

Gon chuckled as he placed his empty cup on the bedside table, pulling Killua back down on the bed with him.
"Gon, stop," Killua protested, struggling a bit.

Gon smiled as he gently pinned his mate to the bed, pressing their lips together in a gentle kiss. Killua ceased his struggle, placing one hand on the side of Gon's neck as he kissed back.

Gon licked at his lips after a few moments, asking for entrance which was granted quickly. Gon dragged one hand through Killua's hair as he licked into his omega's mouth.

Killua moaned softly against his lips, whining as Gon pulled away. Grinning, Gon pecked him on the lips a few times, then planted kisses all over Killua's face before he pulled back and rolled off of Killua.

Killua sat up, pressing himself against Gon's back as he hugged him from behind.
"Let's take a shower together," Gon stated, looking at Killua from over his shoulder.
Killua nodded against his back. "M'kay,"

"Stop stealing my bacon, damn it!" Katsuki protested as Denki stole another piece from him.
The blond omega snickered as he chewed on said piece of bacon.
"Babe, please," Hitoshi pleaded, frowning softly into his cup.

"What's the matter, you're as grumpy as King Explosion Murder," Denki stated, getting a deep growl from Katsuki.
" 'S nothing," Hitoshi muttered as he sipped from his cup.

Denki pouted, eyes shooting up at Izuku entering the kitchen. "Not going to ignore us today, are you?" He asked.
Izuku tripped over his own feet at the statement, barely managing to catch himself, guilt and embarrassment clear on his face. "I, I'm sorry, for everything. Ignoring you guys, pushing you away,"

The pack stared at him, watching him as he fiddled with his fingers.
"Don't fucking do it again," Katsuki stated, and suddenly the room was a lot less tense.
"I won't! I promise!" He vowed.

Denki stole Katsuki's last piece of bacon, sprinting out of the room to avoid the resulting explosions aimed at him, snickering all the way.
"Here," Shoto offered as he scraped half of his own bacon out into Katsuki's plate, kissing his cheek just as Gon and Killua entered.

Gon stared weirdly at them before shrugging. Izuku wandered over to Eijirou, nervously fiddling with his shirt.
"Ei," he called softly, gaining his beta's attention. "I, I'm sorry for what I said. You're not a nuisance, you're a really caring person. You were just trying to help me and I'm sorry," he apologised sincerely.

Eijirou smiled softly at him. "It's okay, I didn't think you were serious anyway. I forgive you,"
Izuku sighed in relief as Eijirou hugged him, planting a kiss in his neck. Another weird look from Gon.

"I can practically see the steam coming from your ears. What's wrong?" Killua asked as he sat down beside his alpha.
Gon moved closer to him so that they could whisper quietly to each other.

Gon pointed out the romantic behaviour between Katsuki and Shoto, and then between Izuku and Eijirou.
"Yeah so?" Killua asked.
"Didn't Inko say Katsuki and Izuku are together?" Gon questioned, watching as Killua quickly put two and two together.

"...Are they all together then?" Killua asked.
Gon shrugged, looking confused. Killua pondered this, watching as Shoto and Eijirou spoke, leaning a lot closer into each other's personal space for to be platonic.

"Are the four of you together?" Gon asked bluntly and Killua choked on his coffee.
"Gon!" He scolded. "You can't just ask something like that!"
"But why?" Gon asked curiously.

Izuku had a deer caught in the headlights look on his face. Katsuki blinked into his plate, expression carefully neutral. Eijirou laughed nervously as Shoto stared blankly, guarded.

"Yes," the dual haired omega answered, equally as blunt.
Gon and Killua both blinked at this, the four teenagers watching their reactions closely, nervously.

"Okay," Gon said as he downed the rest of his coffee.
Killua shook his head fondly at his alpha, all four of the teenager's attention on him.

Killua bit the inside of his lower lip. "So all four of you?" He asked again, trying to hide his mischievous grin. Gon caught on immediately, stealing Killua's mug to smile into as he drank the rest of his mates coffee.

"Y-yeah," Izuku answered, fidgeting nervously.
"Doing all the couplie stuff?" Killua asked curiously.
Izuku nodded, chewing in his lower lip.
Killua tilted his head to the side the perfect picture of innocence. "Holding hands? Kissing, all that stuff?" He questioned.

"That's right," Izuku replied.
Katsuki narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the omega as a sly smirk slid onto Killua's lips.
"Everything?" He pushed, looking a bit eager.

Izuku frowned in confusion as Denki walked into the room, curious to know why Izuku's scent smelt so nervous. Hitoshi was still sitting at the table, watching Killua warily.

"Yeah?" Izuku replied, suddenly seeming a bit wary as he looked up to see that look in Killua's eyes. He'd seen it once before.
"So you guys all fuck too, right?" He asked casually.

Gon sprayed coffee all over the table as he choked, Izuku, Hitoshi and Eijirou staring at the omega in horror.
"Killua!" Gon scolded as he coughed and gasped for breath.
"I-we-uhm-!" Izuku stammered as he blushed darkly. This was so weird!

Killua cackled suddenly, waving one hand. "Relax, I'm just messing with you! Your face though, priceless," he stated with a smile.
Izuku's blush grew even darker as Denki started to laugh.

"We talked about sex in front of Bisky, I'm sure you can do it front of them," Denki pointed ou.
"Oh my god, Bisky!?" Killua started to laugh so hard, his face turned red with a hand pressed against his ribs.

It hurt to laugh so hard, but he couldn't help it. Killua stopped eventually, wiping a finger under one eye.
"Anyway, foursomes seem fun and all; as long as you're happy," Killua stated with a proud smile.

Izuku felt like he could die from embarrassment, but he was just so happy that both his parents accepted his relationship. Katsuki relaxed beside him as Eijirou let out a breath of relief, even Shoto seemed less guarded now.

"Are you interested?" Denki joked, wiggling his eyebrows.
Hitoshi shot him a look of dismay as Izuku made a sound of pure horror. This was his mother! How could Denki joke about fucking around with his parents!?

Killua smirked as he leaned back in his chair, arms crossed behind his head. "Nah, I have a hard time handling Gon already," he replied.
Denki started to laugh loudly as Izuku's horror continued to grow.

"I feel you," Denki said sympathetically, Shoto nodding from his seat beside Eijirou.
"What's on the agenda for today?" Eijirou asked curiously, changing the subject.

"You drank all of my fucking coffee Gon?!" Killua shouted.
"I was thinking about taking my parents to meet Eri," Izuku replied.
Shoto's eyes sparked with interest, he really liked Eri, she was so sweet.

"Can I come?" Shoto asked softly.
Izuku nodded eagerly. "Of course! I'm sure Eri would love to see you!"
Shoto smiled down at his empty cup.
"You can ask Recovery Girl to heal them, too," Katsuki stated.

"Killua!" Gon whined in the background as Izuku nodded.
"That's what I thought, too!" He replied with a bright smile.
"Oh my god!" Denki laughed as Killua flicked Gon in the forehead, hard.

"Did you ask Aizawa yet?" Eijirou asked curiously.
"And my chocolate?! Gon, you little shit!" Killua jumped on Gon's back, wrestling him into a choke hold.
"I texted him a while ago, he should have replied by now," Izuku spoke as he pulled his phone out of his pants pocket.

"I'm sorry Killua, I was hungry!" Gon's choked out reply went ignored.
"Ah! He says it's fine, he'll wait for us at the entrance at two o'clock!" Izuku stated brightly.

"Can I borrow a clean shirt?" Shoto asked.
"You owe me twice as many as I had before!" Killua stated, still choking Gon.
"Of course! Do you want to come too, Ei, Kacchan?" Izuku asked.

Katsuki grunted, shrugging. "Sure,"
Eijirou nodded eagerly. "Yes! Maybe Tamaki-senpai will be there?"
Izuku smiled and turned to look at the other side of the table. "Do you guys want to-" he cut off and sweat dropped at the sight of Killua choking Gon until he was red in the face.

Gon slapped his hand on the table a few times. "I'm sorry, Killua, I love you. Mercy, please!" He pleaded, gasping loudly once his omega released him.
"Never eat my chocolate again, Gon," Killua stated with a half-hearted glare.

"I won't!" Gon said with a smile.
Killua squinted at him, not believing him in the slightest. "That's what you said last time, though,"
Gon's smile grew sheepish. "I forgot!"

Killua sighed, shaking his head. "Whatever, let's just go shower Gon, we're meeting people at two," Killua stated as he moved passed Denki, who was laughing so hard he could barely breathe.

"Okay! See you guys in a bit!" Gon waved with a grin.
Izuku shook his head. His parents were chaotic and wild and they fit in perfectly with their pack.

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Izuku found clean shirts for all his boyfriends, ensuring that they were nice and warm for the cold outside; it was going to start snowing soon. They waited around for a small while as Gon and Killua finished getting ready.

The rest of the pack was sitting around in the living room, waiting for the parents to exit the bathroom so that they could say their goodbyes and go home. They were on call for hero work, filling in for the four mates that would spend the day at UA.

As the two exited, refreshed and hair wet, they entered the living room.
"It was nice meeting you guys! We should meet up again soon, yeah?" Denki spoke as he hugged the two adults.

"Of course," Killua replied, purring gently as he rubbed one hand up and down Hitoshi's back, the alpha was really tense when he gave hugs to anyone that wasn't his mate.

"It's sad we have to go so soon, but you know, duty calls and all that!" Ochaco stated.
"We can meet up again sometime this weekend. Text you guys on the chat?" Eijirou suggested.

"Oh yeah! We could go for a picnic or something, before it starts to snow," Denki spoke with excitement.
Tenya shook his head. "It's far too cold to stay outdoors for so long, we could catch a cold,"

Denki shrugged.
"We'll figure something out!" Deku told as he walked with his friends to the door, watching as they started putting their shoes on.
"We'll see you guys later then," Ochaco said as she waved from the door.

"Enjoy your day," Hitoshi muttered, lacing his fingers together with Denki's.
"I will. Bye guys!" Deku waved with a wide smile as he watched his friends walk away.

Izuku turned around and walked back into the living room. Killua was sitting on the sofa, rubbing his hair with a towel to dry the silvery strands. Gon walked into the room with a navy coloured hoodie, smiling as he handed it to Killua.

"We should probably leave soon," Eijirou noted as he looked up at the clock.
"Yeah, I still need to stop at the sweets shop to see if they have any candy apples," Izuku muttered.

Killua turned to look at him with a spark in his eyes. "The candy store?" He asked eagerly.
Izuku nodded with a smile, watching as Killua turned to give Gon a wicked smirk. The alpha laughed as he sheepishly rubbed the back of his head.

"Then we should go now," Shoto stated.
They walked to the door, putting on their shoes and left. Inko was already at work, so Izuku left a note for her to tell her where they were going, in case they weren't back before her.

Izuku laced his fingers with Shoto's as they walked down the street, smile never leaving his lips. It felt so strange walking down the street with his mates and parents in tow, like a little family stroll.

He'd been daydreaming about this for the longest time, really. He opened the door to the candy story, one he liked to frequent whenever he visits Eri, since it had such a wide variety of sweets.

Eri has always been denied the treat of sweets, and so Izuku always brought here a few new ones to try, and always a candy apple if he could get it, those were her favourite.

Both Gon and Killua made sounds of awe as they entered the shop. It smelt so sweet, and it was nice and warm, too. The owners tended to sell hot chocolate in the winter, too. Izuku decided he'd get some for Mirio, Aizawa and Eri. His parents should try some, too, it was the best hot chocolate one could get.

The owner, a sweet, elderly woman, smiled at them upon their entry, her smile brightening as she recognized Izuku. The teen greeted her politely, eyes trailing around the various displays of sweets, feeling conflicted.

Killua flittered about the room, eyes bright and excited; he was like a little kid in a candy store. Well, he was an adult in a candy store; Killua was more excited about sweets than some children.

"So many!" Killua exclaimed in awe.
Gon just stood there smiling as he watched his mate peer at the chocolate display with childlike fascination.
"Gon! Come here, look at this!" Killua called, gesturing wildly with his hand, not even looking away from the treats.

Gon chuckled softly, shaking his head fondly as he walked up to his mate, wrapping his arms around Killua's waist, hugging him from behind as he propped his chin up on top of soft, snow white hair. Killua was so warm.

Gon squeezed the omega gently, nosing the back of his neck and planting a kiss there. "Did you see anything you want?" He mumbled against pale skin.

"Everything," Killua spoke breathily, giggling softly as Gon nosed his neck again; it tickled.
"You can't have everything, Killua, you'll get a tummy ache," Gon scolded softly, squeezing him again.
Killua started to purr. "I know,"

Killua moved his arms to place them over Gon's, intertwining their fingers. Gon pressed his nose against Killua's bond mark, inhaling his scent before pecking the skin a few times, causing Killua to let out a breathy moan. His bond mark was always sensitive.

Izuku picked out a few different types of candy, making his way to the till to pay and order hot chocolate. The old lady smiled at him, accepting his order and set about making the warm drinks.

His three mates were standing a few aisles away, staring at the various cupcakes, cakes and donuts. Izuku turned to look at his parents, still standing by the chocolates and wrapped around each other. He smiled.

"And a candy apple?" The old lady asked, gaining his attention.
Izuku nodded with a smile. "Make that two, please,"
Izuku paid, waving over his mates so that they could each take their own hot chocolates.

They waited outside for a little while until Gon and Killua exited with a bag of chocolates. Killua was pouting, though.
"They don't have any choco robots," he muttered sadly.

Izuku sweat dropped at the look of utter devastation on Killua's face, holding out the hot chocolate as a consolation prize. Killua brightened, thanking him as he happily sipped the warm drink.

They continued down the street, content. They could see UA in the distance, and a lone figure leaning against the wall outside.
Eijirou threw one hand up, dropping Katsuki's hand as he did, waving wildly. "Aizawa sensei!" He called.

The tired looking man turned to stare at them as they walked down the pavement.
"You're late," he stated once they reached him.

Izuku smiled sheepishly. "Sorry about that, sensei, we got caught up at the candy store," he explained, holding out a paper cup of hot chocolate as a peace offering.

Aizawa stared him down for a moment before taking the offered cup, his gaze trailing to Gon and Killua, who were standing near the gate, staring in awe.
"Who are they?" He questioned, gesturing with his cup at the two, his left hand tugged into his pants pocket.

"Oh! My parents," Izuku explained softly, bashful.
Aizawa's eyes widened the slightest bit. "Well? Are you going to introduce us, at least?" He asked.
Izuku nodded eagerly as he walked to the two adults.

"These are my parents, Gon and Killua, and this is my teacher, Shota Aizawa," Izuku introduced.
Gon grinned so brightly, Aizawa felt the need to find himself some sunglasses.

"It's so nice to meet you!" He spoke cheerily.
Killua smiled more calmly, giving an almost shy wave.
"It's good to meet Midoriya's real parents; he was a real trouble maker the first few months at school," Aizawa stated with a fond look.

"Why do you say that?" Killua asked curiously.
"Broke his bones more often than not; he didn't have any control over his quirk. Plus, Izuku just doesn't know when to listen," Aizawa explained with a pained shigh.

Gon chuckled as he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. "I guess he gets that last part from me. The breaking bones part, well," he trailed off, eyes sliding to Killua.

"Hey, it's not me," Killua denied.
Gon grinned. "Says the one with broken ribs," he stated.
Killua snarled. "Says the one who let his hand get blown off!" He retorted, jamming his pointer finger into Gon's forehead.

Gon whined. "But Killua! Remember that time in Greed Island you let me destroy your hands for some petty revenge? Or what about that time you dislocated your wrists to get out of Machi's bindings? Or what about-"

"Excuse you!" Killua cut him off. "What about that time in the Hunter's exam you let Hanzo break your arm? Or all the bones you broke in your fight against that guy at Heaven's Arena? Or what about-"

"He gets it from both of us!" Gon cut him off with an innocent smile.
Aizawa shook his head, appalled. "I can't even," he stated and walked into the school grounds, gesturing them to follow.

"Aizawa sensei, is Recovery Girl here?" Izuku asked as he jogged to walk beside the older man.
Aizawa looked at him from the corner of his eyes. "She is," he answered.

"Would it be okay if I asked her if she could heal them?" Izuku questioned as he gestured to his parents who were arguing.
Aizawa nodded his consent, changing the direction of their walk to the dorms instead to the infirmary.

Aizawa slid open the door, greeting the old woman as she sat on a swivel chair.
"Hello, sonny, don't tell me you have any broken bones I need to heal?" Recovery Girl asked as she swivelled around to look at them.

Izuku waved his hands in front of himself. "Not me! My parents could use some help, though," he spoke sheepishly.
The old woman nodded. "Well alright then. I assume the two of you are the patients?" She asked, gazing up at the two adults.

Gon blinked down at the tiny woman. "Is this the person you wanted us to meet, Izuku?" He questioned.
Izuku shook his head. "No, this is Recovery Girl, she'll heal all your wounds,"

Killua's eyes sparked with interest. "Really?"
The old woman nodded, gesturing to the medical bed. "Sit down, boy, and take off you shirt so I can see the damage,"

Killua shrugged, pulling off his hoodie, long sleeved shirt underneath and tank top. His entire torso and arms were wrapped tightly in bandages. Recovery Girl tutted as she started to remove the bandages.

Gon sat down on the other medical bed beside the one Killua was sitting on, watching the old woman like a hawk to ensure she didn't hurt Killua any further. Aizawa leaned against the wall, sipping his hot chocolate as Izuku and his mates stood around the room, trying not to seem too eager to see what the damage done to Killua was.

Recovery Girl shook her head at the sight of Killua's bruised body. He had cuts and scrapes, a few deep gashed, his chest and rib are bruised a dark blue. "This must be quite painful to walk around with. How old are these breaks and bruises?" She questioned.

Killua hummed in thought as his gaze fluttered to stare inquiringly up at the ceiling. "Five days? Six, maybe," he answered after a moment.
Recovery Girl shook her head. "Like father like son," she muttered. "Alright, now pucker up sweetheart,"

Killua leaned away from her as she moved closer to kiss his cheek. Her lips planted on the pale skin, burning bright red. His silvery blue eyes blinked blearily as his bruises and wounds disappeared.

"What?" He asked, confused, slumping as he rubbed at one of his eyes.
"Are you okay, Killua?" Gon asked with an edge in his tone, jumping off the bed to stand by his mate's side.
Killua hummed. " 'M so tired all of a sudden,"

Gon turned to stare the old woman down, questioning.
"Recovery Girl's quirk heals any wounds or broken bones, at the expense of some stamina, depending on how severe it is," Izuku explained quickly.

Gon blinked before he grinned. "That's so cool! Do you think a nen user could do that too, Killua?" Gon asked curiously as he turned back to his mate.
Killua slumped against him, purring lazily as his pain finally disappeared. "I dunno," he mumbled tiredly.

"Have some gummies," Recovery Girl spoke, holding out a few sweets to Killua, who sluggishly took them, blinking.
"Thank you," he said sincerely.

"Next one," Recovery Girl stated as she turned to look at Gon.
The tall alpha grinned, sitting down next to Killua as he pulled off his own hoodie and long sleeved shirt.

He wasn't as tightly bandaged; he mostly had bruises and small scrapes and cuts. He had a few of what seemed like stab wounds, but nothing too severe. Gon giggled at the kiss and tingling feeling of his wounds healing.

"I can finally smell properly again!" Gon cheered, gratefully accepting gummies from the old woman.
Izuku's eyes trained on a large scar in the middle of Gon's abdomen; he could see one similarly shaped on his back, too.

This was probably a result from being impaled, Izuku noted, watching as Gon pulled his clothes back on. Killua had a few scars he could see, but he assumed most of them just blended in with his pale skin tone. Izuku could pretty clearly see the stretch marks on his sides, though, from his pregnancy.

"Thank you so much, Recovery Girl!" Izuku and his parents thanked sincerely.
They left with a stern scolding form the old woman, telling them she didn't want to see them back again anytime soon.

Eijirou started to chat enthusiastically with Gon and Killua, excitedly pointing things out as they walked.
"We used to live here," Izuku explained as they walked into the dorm they had stayed in.

"The school got attacked by villains far too much, and then, when one of the students got kidnapped, we built these dorms to keep a better eye on the students," Aizawa explained, glancing briefly at Katsuki.

Killua caught on almost instantly, shooting a concerned look at the blond, who had his shoulder pulled up to his ears, slouching, as if he were trying to protect himself from the words.

Gon made a sound of awe at the luxurious space. Killua tore his gaze away from Katsuki, he'd try talking to the blond later. He had a feeling this had something to do with the nightmares he had suffered from the previous day and that morning.

"Alright, this way. Eri's really excited to see you, Midoriya," Aizawa mentioned as he gestured for them to follow.
Izuku brightened at the little girl's name, following after Aizawa, dragging Shoto after him, their hands clasped together.

They took the elevator up to the top floor, and followed Aizawa into the last room at the end of the hall. He opened the door, and they could hear soft giggling and voices talking.

"And then the prince slayed the dragon to rescue the princess!" A bright voice called, followed by a few more giggles.
Gon bit his lip as Killua tensed significantly beside him.

The room was decorated in various shades of soft pinks, purples, blue's and yellows. There was a single bed in the corner with a pink comforter and multiple fluffy pillows.

Toys were scattered about, a vanity sat against the wall with brushes and hair ties scattered across it's surface. The walls were decorated with flowers and butterflies.

There was a little girl sitting on the carpet in front of a large man, he was animatedly reading a book to her and another boy that sat cross legged beside her.

She had long, light blue hair and wide, innocent red eyes. The boy beside her sat slouched with black hair and pointed ears.
"And they lived happily ever after!" The large male finished, beady blue eyes friendly with a wide smile, bright blond hair sticking straight up.

The little girl and dark haired male clapped, the girl cheering softly as the blond male bowed dramatically to the two of them.
"Oh! Aizawa! I didn't see you there!" The blond stated.

The dark haired teen tensed, body aquiver as he resisted the urge to stand in the corner and face away from the people.
"Oh! Midoriya!" The blond called in surprise with a bright grin.

The girl whipped around, smile brightening as she stood up.
"Hello, Mirio, Eri! It's a while, huh?" Izuku greeted as he walked into the room, crouching in front of Eri as he smiled brightly.

"Izuku, how did your trip go?" Eri asks eagerly, eyes glittering with excitement.
"Tamaki-senpai!" Eijirou called excitedly as he entered the room, flopping down beside the nervous young adult.

"Oh, Kiri, I didn't know you were here, too," Tamaki stated as his body started to relax a bit.
Mirio grinned as he walked to Aizawa.

"Oh, Todoroki and Bakugo are here, too? I didn't know you guys would like to visit!" The bright blond stated, still smiling. "Well, I knew Todoroki likes to come visit sometimes, but not you Bakugo!" He pointed out.

The blond alpha scowled. "I'm only here because of Deku," he stated.
Mirio's gaze swept over to the two newcomers, frowning ever so slightly at the sight of the very tense omega.

Gon tightened his grip on Killua's hand. His omega got like this whenever he was reminded of Alluka and how she used to live before he rescued her.

"I want you to meet someone, Eri," Izuku explained as he stood up, smiling down at the girl.
Eri suddenly grew timid and shy, nervously fiddling with her shirt.

Izuku took her small hand in his larger one, leading the girl over to his parents. Killua forced his body to relax, blinking a few times as Izuku approached them.

"These are my parents, Gon and Killua. This is Eri, the person I wanted you guys to meet," Izuku introduced.
Gon grinned down at Eri, the little girl smiling back timidly, unsure.

"It's so nice to meet you, Eri!" Gon stated, crouching down in front of the girl so that he didn't tower over her. "Are you close with Izuku?" He asked curiously.

Eri nodded, a bit of her previous enthusiasm returning.
Gon smiled. "That's good! So he's your friend?"
Eri seemed to contemplate this. "Something like that," she mumbled shyly.

"Like a brother, then?" Gon offered instead.
Eri seemed thoughtful, and then she nodded enthusiastically. "That's right!"
Killua crouched down too, smiling warmly at the girl, instantly gaining her attention.

Killua reached out slowly, giving the girl the choice whether or not she wanted to pull away or accept his touch. Eri blinked at him, smiling shyly, and nodded once.

Killua touched her cheek gently, moving his hand up to run through her long, soft hair.
"You have such pretty hair, Eri," he complimented, causing the little girl to blush. "And it's so nice and long; and thick too, you can make so many styles with it," he stated.

Eri's eyes brightened. "Mina and Toru used to braid and style it for me all the time. They could do so many different styles, but now they can't come visit so much, anymore," she explained, seeming a little disheartened by this.

Killua watched her for a moment before he smiled warmly at her again. "I can do it for you," he offered.
"Really?" Eri asked eagerly, eyes glittering with excitement.
Killua nodded. "Of course. I have a little sister, and I used to do her hair all the time; I know a lot of styles, too," he explained.

"Would you?" She asked shyly.
Killua smiled softly. "Let's go." He stood up, holding his hand out for the little girl, leading her to the vanity once she took it.

Killua sat down on the stool facing the mirror, patting his lap with one hand as he grabbed a brush with the other. Eri climbed onto his lap with an eager smile. Killua started to purr as he brushed the girls beautiful hair, completely relaxed as he questioned her on what she wanted to do.

Izuku smiled softly at the sight, glad that his mother was getting along so well with Eri. He had wanted to introduce them in the hopes that Killua could fill in that motherly roll Eri didn't have.

Killua was a natural at taking care of kids, it would seem. He somehow manages to bond and get along with them so quickly; it was very endearing to watch.

Gon smiled sadly at the sight. Killua had been denied the pleasure of raising his own child, but now it seems he has a second chance.

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"Let's do your hair in a nice French braid, what do you think?" Killua suggested, gently brushing Eri's light blue hair.
Eri smiled at him through the mirror, nodding her head. "Let's do that!"

Killua looked up, winking at her in the reflection of the mirror, smiling as the girl giggled in his lap.
"Alright, let's get started." Killua placed the brush down, gently combing her hair back and out of her face with his fingers.

Eri sat and watched his reflection as he started to weave her hair with expert fingers, fully focussed on his task. Eri blinked slowly, not wanting this moment to ever stop.

Killua was warm, kind and gentle. Mirio, Aizawa and Izuku were all gentle, too, but this felt different. She felt a different kind of safe on his lap than she did with her other caretakers.

Was this what a mother's love felt like? Killua smelled so nice, too; Eri just wanted to stay wrapped up around it all day, everyday for the rest of her life.

She had felt weary of the newcomers at first, as she always did around new people, but now; now she kind of hoped they would never leave.

Gon was nice, too, Eri thinks as she glances in the mirror to see the tall man with the spiky hair chatting animatedly with Mirio. He was so tall and big, she bets he could keep her nice and safe; warm, too.

She wonders what it would be like if he'd allow her to sit on his shoulder; would it feel like she could touch the sky or like she was flying? She closed her eyes, smiling brightly at the thought of staying with them forever.

Realistically, Eri knew it wouldn't be possible for her to stay with them forever, Aizawa was the only one that could keep her quirk under control, but that didn't mean she couldn't hope and daydream a little, though.

"All done," Killua spoke, pulling the little girl from her thoughts, she opened he eyes again, her gaze connecting with Killua's in the mirror.
"Thank you," she spoke sincerely.

Killua smiled warmly at her, raising his hands to pull a few strands of hair free from the braid to hang on each side of her face. Killua twirled the strands on his fingers, letting them drop, curled gently.

"You look so pretty," Killua stated.
Eri grinned softly, sliding off of Killua's lap, she turned around and hugged him tentatively. Her arms shook a little around his neck, afraid he might reject her affectionate gesture.

The omega started to purr comfortingly as he hugged the girl back, feeling her body relax against him. Killua pulled her closer until she sat on his lap again, facing him this time, still hugging.

Eri felt her eyelids droop a bit, but she shook her head, not wanting to fall asleep, no matter how comfortable she felt right now. Killua allowed the girl to pull away, watching as she rubbed at her eyes.

"Are you Izuku's mom?" She asks curiously.
Killua nodded, smiling softly. "I am,"
"I can tell," she stated. "You're warm and safe, just like him,"

"Really? I make you feel safe?" Killua asked.
Eri nodded, staring at him with that childlike innocence and awe a child would look at their favourite hero or Disney character with.

"You're really pretty, like a princess," Eri told, giggling softly as a light blush dusted Killua's cheeks.
"Yeah? So are you," Killua stated, tapping his pointer finger twice on the little girl’s nose, causing her giggles to get a little louder.

"Shoucchan is pretty, too," Eri noted, glancing at the dual haired omega before looking back at him.
Killua smiled. "Yeah he is," he agreed.

"Tamaki-chan is pretty too, even if he's a little shy. Like an elf!" Eri exclaimed softly.
Killua snickered into a hand as she said this, her face completely serious.

"And Mirio is like a knight in shining armour!" Eri added, making Killua's snicker turn into soft laughter.
"Why is he a knight in shining armour, though? Shouldn't he be a prince, instead?" Killua inquired.

"Mirio and Izuku are my knights in shining armour because they saved me," Eri explained, a soft smile on her lips.
Killua's eyes roamed over her face; he could recognise a child with a traumatizing past, he himself used to be one.

"You know, Gon saved me too," Killua told with a small smile.
Eri's eyes lit up. "Really?"
Killua nodded. "That's right, so I guess he's my knight in shining armour, too?"

Eri nodded her agreement.
It wasn't even as though Killua was kidding; Gon really had saved him many times over the years. He'd saved Killua from that house, from his past and from himself. Killua couldn't be grateful enough.

"To be fair, I did save his butt a few times, too. Does that make me a knight?" Killua questioned with an amused smile.
Eri shook her head, a serious, contemplative look on her face, before her eyes lit up.

"A knight in a shining dress!" She proclaimed, spreading her arms wide at her big reveal.
Instantly, a mental image of himself wearing a shiny, metal dress with a sword popped into his mind. Killua threw his head back and laughed so hard, he nearly fell over.

Eri stared in surprise at him before she started to giggle with him, placing both of her hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter, wanting to listen to Killua's instead.

"Oh my god!" Killua cackled, nearly choking on his own spit from how hard he was laughing.
Gon automatically started to chuckle--Killua had really infectious laughter--but he was mostly laughing at how hard his mate was laughing.

"He's getting along really well with Eri," Mirio stated with a proud smile as he watched the two interact.
"Killua has a knack for kids," Gon stated, smiling at the sight of his mate doting on the little girl.

"He was never able to grow out of that overly protective, motherly stage," he added.
Izuku glanced up at him before turning back to look at his mother.

It was easy to see the truth behind those words, from the mere way Killua was interacting with the young girl. His motherly side was already coming out; had been since he first comforted Katsuki at the airport, but this was a little different.

He was forced to give his child up when that child was only two years old and then he was thrown into a war. Killua's paternal instincts never had chance to grow and develop out of this overly protective stage.

"Eri!" Mirio called after a small while, gesturing the small girl towards them. She reluctantly pulled away from Killua, walking over towards the tall blond.

"Izuku brought you a few gifts!" He announced once Eri stood beside him.
"Really?" Eri looked up at the young alpha, who smiled and nodded at her.
Killua strolled over towards them, arms crossed behind his head.

"Here, look," Izuku said as he crouched down again, showing her the plastic bag he'd been carrying around.
"For me?" Eri asked as she took the offered bag.

"That's right!" Izuku agreed, watching as Eri eagerly opened the plastic bag, her eyes widening at the wide variety of sweets.
"Two candy apples?!" Eri asked, overjoyed.

"As an apology for being away so long," Izuku explained, watching as Eri pulled her favourite candy from the bag, eyes turning to stare pleadingly at her caretaker.
"You can have one now and the other after dinner," Aizawa stated.

Eri squealed softly, throwing her arms around Izuku's shoulder. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She chanted excitedly.
Izuku chuckled, patting her back.

Eri pulled back, attempting to take off the wrapper from her candy apple, but failed.
Pouting, she held it out to Izuku. "Can you please take the wrapper off?" She asked politely.

Izuku blinked and smiled. "Sure!"
Izuku took the treat from the little girl's hand, attempting--and failing--to remove the wrapper. Eri watched as her candy went around the circle of friends, everyone of them failing to remove the piece of plastic.

"Fuck this, I'll blow it to pieces!" Katsuki shouted, explosions going off in his hands.
"Kacchan, no!" Izuku shrieked as they all reached out for the apple.

The treat was plucked from the angry blond's grasp, a vicious slap to the back of his head jerked him forward.
"You can't swear in front of children, Katsuki," Killua scolded as the blond bristled.

"Don't you have any scissors in here?" Gon asked, glancing around the room as Killua attempted to remove the plastic, Eri staring hopefully up at him.
"No?" Mirio answered.

Gon frowned at this. "Doesn't she ever cut anything out? Like pictures or shapes or something?" Gon questioned.
Mirio shook his head, a look on his face ad if he hadn't realised this was something Eri had to learn to do.

"Should I go find one? I'm sure there's one in the kitchen," Eijirou suggested.
Killua waved him off. "Forget it, I have something better,"
Eijirou opened his mouth to question what it was when Killua held out his right hand.

They watched in fascination as the omega's nails effortlessly turned into sharp claws. Killua carefully cut and removed the plastic from the candy apple, handing Eri's treat to her with a smile.

"Thank you!" Eri spoke with awe and sincerity.
"How'd you do that? Is that your ability?" Katsuki questioned, trying very hard not to swear.

"No? This isn't my ability, this is just...a result of my family's training," Killua explained hesitantly, unaware that the four teens vaguely knew what his training entailed.

Katsuki scowled darkly at the floor as Izuku tensed. Shoto's face went blank and guarded as Eijirou smiled sadly at Killua. The omega raised one eyebrow at their reactions.

"So what is your ability then?" Mirio asked, glancing behind him at Tamaki who stood against the wall, back facing everyone as he trembled.
Killua shrugged. "Electricity," he replied.

"Just like Denki," Eijirou said with a smile.
Killua nodded.
"Do you have the same shitty control as he does? Do you also go dumb and blubber if you overuse it?" Katsuki questioned.

Killua blinked in surprise. "No? I have pretty good control over it," he replied.
"What about your ability?" Mirio asked as he turned to Gon, curiosity shining in his eyes.

Gon scratched the back of his head. "Ja-Janken," he answered.
Killua slapped his hand to his forehead as everyone made confused noises.

"Is that the name of your ability?" Shoto asked.
"Right! I, uhm, Killua." Gon turned to his mate for help.
Killua sighed. "He has the ability to mould energy into three different types of 'shapes' basically, which is why it's called Ja-Janken,"

"Rock, the energy forms around his fist and strengthens his punches. Paper, energy forms in his palm which he can shoot at any target, that usually results in a," Killua trailed off, waving his hand around in circles as he searched for the right words. "Sort of explosion type reaction," he stated, frowning at his choice of words.

"Anyway, scissors, the energy forms into a blade form that can cut through almost anything," he finished.
Gon smiled brightly. "Thank you, Killua!"

"That's a very interesting ability," Mirio stated with a smile.
"Yeah, but it's not as amazing as Killua's!" Gon boosted, grinning as his mate started to blush lightly.
"This is embarrassing," Killua muttered as everyone’s gazes shifted to him.

Eri tugged gently on Killua's hand, gaining his attention.
"Can we watch something?" She asked once her eyes connected with Killua's.
The omega smiled softly down at the little girl. "Of course, what do you want to watch?" Killua asked as Eri grasped his hand and lead him out of the room.

Aizawa watched them go, knowing he didn't have to worry as Izuku and his mates followed after. He didn't completely trust Killua with Eri; not because he wasn't trustworthy, but more of the fact that he didn't know the omega and how well he could handle an eight year old.

Plus, there's the added fact that Eri's quirk could act up again, and he needed to be there in order to stop it. Aizawa sighed, taking care of children full time was very tiring and stressful.

Aizawa raised his eyes, connecting with Gon's golden brown, but, there seemed to be something a little, off about them; like they were darker, secretive, as if he knew what Aizawa was thinking but taking it entirely the wrong way.

The longer he stared into those eyes, the more nervous Aizawa got, until he felt the need to leave the room entirely. He'll just go to the common room and see what those kids were up to.

He suddenly felt as if he were being stalked, like prey with a vicious hunter on his tail, ready to pounce at any second. Aizawa reached the elevator, forcing his body to remain calm as he sensed Gon right behind him.

Something clearly wasn't quite right with this man, and he had the feeling he needed to get to the room the silver haired omega was in as soon as possible. The two entered the elevator, Aizawa keeping a close eye on the male next to him.

He hurried out of the elevator once it dinged open. Mirio raised his head to look at him from the sofa, face showing his alarm as Aizawa rushed into the room. The older male never rushed like that.

"Hey," Aizawa called, gaining everyone's attention. "There's something wrong with him," he stated, pointing a thumb behind him.

Killua raised a brow, leaning back to see passed Aizawa, eyes growing concerned as Gon hovered by the elevator, a dark look on his face. One like he had worn when he faced Pitou; like he had completely lost himself.

Killua frowned, biting his lip as he stood up from the sofa. The omega walked to Aizawa, keeping a close eye on Gon; his mate looked just about ready to lunge forward and tear someone's throat out.

"Is there an empty room I can take him to?" Killua asked, noting the strange look Aizawa gave him for that question. "When he gets like this, there's really no telling what he could do. I don't want the kids to see, in case it gets violent," he explained.

Aizawa observed him, before he nodded. "Top floor, first door to the right," he stated.
"Thank you," Killua spoke, taking a deep breath, turning to look back at the kids.

Every single one of them was watching Gon wearily, except Eri, she just looked scared.
"I'll be back," he stated with a reassuring smile.

He stepped forward, and suddenly he appeared behind Gon in the elevator, flaring his aura a bit to gain the large male's attention.
"Come here, Gon," he called, gesturing his mate towards him.

Gon followed him into the elevator, the doors sliding shit behind him, obscuring the children's sight of what might happen. This was had started happening to Gon after Killua got kidnapped and was nearly raped.

He would lose himself to dark thoughts and sometimes he lashed out violently. Mostly, though, he just needed Killua in his arms for a while, breathe in his scent and assure himself that Killua was okay. This, more often than not, lead to them fucking on the nearest available surface.

Gon tended to get rough with him, though. Killua grunted as his back was slammed into the wall, soft lips connecting with his in a rough, almost painful kiss.

Killua moaned into the kiss, gripping the back of Gon's hair and tugging harshly. Gon's hands trailed up his sides, and oh how glad Killua was that that woman had healed his ribs, otherwise this would have been a painful experience.

Killua forced Gon back as the elevator dinged open, dragging the alpha after him as he threw open the door. There seemed to be a few cleaning supplies in here, an old desk sitting in the corner.

Gon slammed the door shut, pushing the omega against it roughly as he started kissing him again. Killua kissed back eagerly, opening his mouth as Gon tried to force his tongue in-between his lips.

Killua groaned into Gon's mouth as the alpha rutted his hips against the omega's, his cock already half hard from how rough his mate was being with him.

Gon trailed his hands up Killua's sides, raking his nails against pale skin before forcing his hoodie and two shirts up over his head and off of his body in one, swift movement.

Killua was glad this was a supply closet for cleaning products, it would hide the scent of sex on them. A high pitched whine left his throat as Gon forced his left hand into the back of Killua's pants, circling a finger around his entrance before pushing it in.

Killua panted as his legs shook, slick collecting around Gon's finger, dripping onto his palm as he fucked Killua with a single finger. Gon used his right hand to play with Killua's chest, rolling and pinching his nipples in his fingers.

Gon bit down hard on his bond mark, and Killua threw his head back with a shout as his prostate was hit at the exact same time. "Ah, fuck! Gon!"

Gon worked in another finger as his right hand moved to undo the belt, button and zipper of Killua's jeans, the omega sighing in relief as his erection was freed from it's confines.

Pale hands slid up under Gon's hoodie and shirt, fingers trailing up and down his sculpted chest and abdomen. Killua moaned into Gon's mouth as they started kissing again, and Killua really wanted to move to the desk.

Gon pulled his fingers out of Killua, swallowing the whined protest. The omega started undoing Gon's jeans as his own was forced down his legs, underwear following soon after.

Killua took a moment to take off Gon's hoodie and shirt, pulling him back into a passionate kiss as the alpha gathered slick on his hand, spreading the lubricant on himself, groaning softly at the heavenly friction.

Killua felt Gon push and grab at him, pulling away from the kiss, a breathy moan slipping passed his lips as Gon started to kiss down his jaw and neck to his bond mark.
"Gon, wait, let's-" his protest got cut off with a gasp as Gon grabbed the back of his thighs, pulling his body up, supported against the wooden door as Gon took most of his weight.

Killua wrapped his arms around the alpha's neck, breathing deeply, knowing what was about to come. Gon's cock was huge, really. He was long and thick, and oh, did he always fill Killua to the brim.

Killua wrapped his legs around Gon's waist, grunting in discomfort at the uncomfortable position, though he knew from experience; this is also the best position if he wanted Gon as deeply as he could go.

"Killua," Gon muttered, lips moving and brushing against his bond mark.
Killua panted, squeezing Gon with his legs to let him know he was okay.
"Keep going," he panted.

Gon moved even closer, pressing their chests together so he could better reach Killua's hole. The omega sucked in a breath, forcing his body to relax as the head of Gon's cock pushed into him.

Gon pushed in slowly but steadily, not pausing to give Killua a moment to adjust. Killua bit his lower lip as he whined, head tilting back as his toes curled and his legs squeezed his mate's waist.

They moaned together as Gon sheathed himself entirely, taking a moment for them to just breathe and adjust to the tightness and fullness.

Killua closed his eyes, head resting against the door as he just breathed, adjusting to Gon's size.
"Move, please," he pleaded after a small while.

Gon grunted as he pulled out, slowly pushing back in. Killua whined softly, squeezing his legs to encourage Gon to go faster. Gon started to pick up the pace, steadily thrusting in and out of Killua, grunting into the omega's neck, nipping at Killua's bond mark.

Killua moaned lowly, one hand gripping the back of Gon's neck, the other pressing nails into the alpha's shoulder.
"P-please, faster-Ah! Gon!" Killua moaned, biting at his lower lip.

Gon picked up the pace, pausing momentarily to adjust his position and change his angle. Killua whined as the next thrust just missed his prostate.
"To the left, Gon, ah!" Killua gasped as Gon brushed against his prostate.

Gon pulled back with a growl of frustration, gripping the backs of Killua's pale thighs, pulling them away from the door. The omega shivered as his back made contact with the cold surface of the desk.

Gon took Killua's left leg, guiding it up to hook over his shoulder, his right leg spread open as Gon gripped his pale thigh tightly, bruises already forming there. Killua gripped the edge of the desk tightly, fingers curling around the old wood.

Gon pulled out and thrust back in, Killua moaning softly. Grunting, Gon pulled out and slammed back in at a new angle. Gon thrust in and out for a few moments, desperately searching for Killua's sweet spot.

"AH, FUCK, YES! GON!" Killua shouted, head tilted back as he started to moan shamelessly as Gon picked up his speed, repeatedly slamming into Killua's prostate.

Killua's fingers tightened their hold as the desk wobbled slightly at the rough pace, scraping against the floor with each of Gon's powerful thrusts.
"Yes, yes, yes, Gon, right there! Don't stop!" Killua pleaded, letting out a sound that was damn near sinful.

Gon groaned, drinking in the sound and sight of Killua. Eyes clenched shut tightly, face and neck tinted a light red, teeth sinking into his pink lower lip.

Gon licked his lips at the sight, slowing his pace significantly as he leant forward to kiss Killua's lips. He tasted so sweet, like hot chocolate and something else.

The omega whined into his mouth, one hand grabbing at Gon's hips, nails cutting into tan skin. Gon pulled back with a gasp and nip to Killua's collarbone, pulling back and slamming in powerfully.

Killua's moans gained volume, begging and pleading for Gon to go faster, harder, deeper until his voice broke every now and then, his throat starting to burn, but he couldn't keep quiet.

Killua whimpered as Gon slowed his pace again, each thrust going deep, but it was too slow.
"Gon, please!" He whined. "I, I need to-" he cut off with a moan, his eyes rolling into the back of his skull.

Gon had picked the pace again, not nearly as fast as before, but with every thrust, he went as deep as he possibly could.
"You need what, Killua?" Gon asked, groaning as he felt his release nearing.

"I-I need to-need to cum," Killua stuttered and moaned. "Please, please, please, let me-oh!" He pleaded repeatedly.
"Killua, look at me," Gon ordered, voice deep with lust and want.

Killua whined, opening his eyes and staring into Gon's eyes, dark with lust. The alpha pushed his leg off of his shoulder, gripping the backs of Killua's knees and pulling him closer to the edge of the desk.

Killua gripped the back of his mate's neck and pulled himself up into an uncomfortable sitting position, slotting their mouths together as Gon started to thrust in earnest.

The two pulled apart, pressing their foreheads together and stared into each other's eyes.
"Oh, Gon, I-AH!-I'm s-so close," Killua moaned against Gon's lips.

Gon growled deep in his chest, groaning as Killua tightened around him. He nipped at Killua's lower lip, his knot starting to swell and catch on Killua's rim.

"Killua," Gon called to gain his omega's attention. "Cum for me, Killua," he ordered.
The omega moaned loudly, head tilting back and exposing his throat as his eyes rolled into his skull as his orgasm washed over him.

Gon grunted as Killua clenched impossibly tight around him, managing only a few more stuttering thrusts before he came, buried deep inside his omega as his knot popped, not swollen too much; it would only take a few minutes to go down.

Gon panted into Killua pale neck, finally feeling more calm, their chests heaving as they caught their breaths. Gon pulled away from Killua's neck, nosing his cheek.

Killua hummed tiredly, turning his head to slot their lips together in a loving kiss. Killua tasted like hot chocolate and something sweet--really sweet--as sweet as a candy apple.

Chapter Text

Izuku sat beside Eri, leg bouncing up and down as his thoughts whirled around in concern. Eri was talking animatedly with Shoto about whatever it was that they were watching--Izuku wasn't sure what it was.

Eijirou placed his warm hand on his thigh, forcing his leg to still and bringing him back to himself. Eijirou stared at him in concern as Katsuki gazed at the elevator, a deep frown set on his brows.

"You should go check on them, Midoriya," Aizawa stated from where he was leaning against the wall, eyes closed. "If they're fighting and it turns violent, your scent will calm them down, seeing as you're their child and everything,"

Izuku bit his lower lip, hesitating.
"I'll come with you," Katsuki stated gruffly, standing up from his seat on Eijirou's other side, looking expectantly at Izuku.

"Right, yeah, okay," Izuku muttered as he stood up, Eijirou's hand slipping from his thigh. "We'll be back soon," he stated.

Katsuki was already standing in the elevator, one hand holding the doors open for him. Izuku smiled as he jogged into the lift, letting Katsuki push the button for the top floor.

He was worried. Gon had looked like he wasn't entirely there, like he didn't recognize anyone. Izuku doesn't think he'll ever forget that dark look on his father's face; it had been really frightening.

The elevator doors dinged open and the two stepped out. They couldn't immediately hear any commotion, like things breaking or shouting voices; it was impossible to fight silently, verbally or physically.

They made it to the door, glancing at one another until a faint smell reached them. Kacchan seemed to realise instantly what it was, his face turning bright red.

"We should leave," the blond stated gruffly, keeping his voice low.
Izuku looked at him questioningly. "What? But why-?"
"AH, FUCK, YES! GON!" Killua's pleasured shout cut him off.

Izuku's body froze for a second as another stream of muffled moans travelled through the wooden door.
"They're fucking," Katsuki hissed in embarrassment as he gripped Izuku's wrist and dragged his mate out of the hall and back into the elevator, pressing the button to close the door.

Izuku felt like his face was on fire, that wasn't exactly something he wanted to hear his parents doing. The two stood silently in the elevator for a few minutes, avoiding each other's eyes.

"Oh my god," Izuku groaned mournfully into his hands, shaking his head.
"Let's just tell everyone else they were fucking talking and we didn't want to fucking disturb them or something," Katsuki offered.

Izuku peaked at his mate through his fingers, noting the pretty blush on Kacchan's cheeks, it was always so endearing to see the angry alpha blush.

"Right, yeah, let's do that," Izuku agreed, nodding as he dropped his hands.
Katsuki sighed, leaning his head back against the wall of the elevator. "Something must have happened, though," he muttered.

Izuku made a curious noise.
Katsuki stared into his eyes, head still tilted back. "They don't seem like the type that would just go around, fucking wherever they could find some semblance of privacy, especially not so soon after finally reuniting with their kid and meeting new people," Katsuki stated, lowering his head to better look at Izuku.

Izuku nodded thoughtfully. "You're right. They both like to act shameless, but they're both pretty shy at times," Izuku mumbled, squinting at the carpeted floor.

"Fuck it, just ask them later," Katsuki stated as he pressed the button for the ground floor.
"W-what?! I can't just ask them something like that, Kacchan!" Izuku stammered, blushing.

The doors opened and they stepped out.
"Why the fuck not? If Killua can shamelessly talk about your sex life, then you can about his," Katsuki stated.

Izuku flailed as they walked. "I barely even know them!" He pointed out, and suddenly, he felt very upset as he came to a stop, right in the middle of the elevator and sofas where everyone was sitting. Kacchan stopped a few paces in front of him, turning to look at him.

With everything that's been going on, Izuku hadn't even had a moment to really bond with his parents.
He suddenly felt empty.
"They're fucking talking or whatever!" Katsuki shouted at Eijirou, who had asked where the two adults were.

Kacchan turned to him again, a frown on his brow as he walked to Izuku, cupping his cheeks, red eyes trying to find and connect with Izuku's pretty green one's.

"Listen, just fucking ask them to spend time together, they'll understand. Fuck, their instincts are probably screaming at them to be as close to you as they can; they probably just don't want to overwhelm you," Katsuki stated, voice gruff as he kept it low so no one could overhear.

"Can I really just ask them that? Would they even want to-"
"Of fucking course they'll want to! They came back for you, didn't they? I doubt they'd come all the way here just to fucking tell you they're fine and then fuck off. They want to spend time with and get to know you," Katsuki stated firmly, finally finding Izuku's eyes.

The shorter alpha nodded and smiled timidly. "Okay. I'll, I'll think of something!"
Katsuki smirked and pulled away.
Izuku started to mumble to himself as he thought about how to bring the topic up to his parents, when suddenly, fingers dug into his waist and wiggled.

Izuku let out a surprised screech, jumping as he started to laugh loudly; he was very ticklish. Katsuki grinned as he watched Killua attack Izuku with tickles, a happy smile on the omega's face.

Izuku managed to pull away and turn to look at his attacker, face red from laughter.
"Mom!" Izuku whined as Killua grinned catlike.

Izuku found it a little hard to meet Killua's eyes, blushing in embarrassment. Killua frowned at this, his happy mood deflating a bit.
Gon had moved to apologize very sincerely to Aizawa for nearly attacking him.

The tired male looked a bit uncomfortable at this, but assured the taller that it was fine. Izuku moved to flop back down next to Eijirou, eyes following as Killua sat back down next to Eri.

He didn't show any signs of discomfort, though he did seem a little...sad. The omega was barely paying attention to what Eri was saying to him, too deep in his thoughts to really notice the young girl talking with him.

Izuku frowned, scolding himself internally for upsetting his mother. He'd looked so happy when he was tickling Izuku, but now…
Katsuki sighed heavily, watching the small family drift even further apart.

Gon was grinning, trying to act as though everything was fine, but Katsuki could see the concern and lingering darkness in his golden eyes. Killua sat beside his mate and Eri, gaze saddened as he stared at the floor.

And Izuku was sitting there in between himself and Ei, deep in though as he quietly muttered to himself. The three just didn't know how to act around each other, torn between wanting to be close and bond as a family; and not wanting to be too overwhelming.

This was new territory and they were treading lightly. Too lightly. Katsuki got up, muttering a half-hearted excuse as he left the room and building, digging out his phone from his pants pocket.

Since it seemed like none of them were going to do anything about this problem, Katsuki supposes he would have to do something about it, but he couldn't do it alone. He'd need some help and Inko was just the right person for the job.

The group left around dinner time, leaving with a promise to come visit again soon; Eri had seemed a little disheartened, but brightened when Izuku promised to bring her more candy apples.

The walk back to the apartment was relatively quiet, until Katsuki decided to break it.
"We should leave for the night," he stated, coming to a stop once Izuku's apartment building came into view.

Izuku turned to look curiously as him. "Don't you guys want to stay for dinner?" He asked.
Katsuki shook his head, pointing behind Izuku and towards his parents.

They were standing a few feet away, talking quietly; they both seemed a bit depressed.
"Spend the night with your family, Izuku," Katsuki ordered.

Izuku smiled sadly and nodded, tilting his head back as Katsuki stepped into his personal space to kiss him goodbye. The shorter alpha hummed as he received kisses from both his beta and omega, too.

"Hey, you fuckers!" Katsuki called to the two adults.
Izuku blushed a bit at that.
"We're going now," the blond alpha stated as he walked towards the two.

Katsuki accepted a hug from Killua as the omega said goodbye, growling as Gon ruffled his hair and gave him a hug, too. The other two received the same treatment, Katsuki winking at Izuku as they walked away, waving

Izuku blinked; that had been really attractive if he were honest. The three continued the walk back home in silence.
"We're home!" Izuku called as they entered the apartment, shutting the door behind them.

Killua yawned as he stretched his arms above his head.
"Welcome home, boys!" Inko greeted as she walked to the front door.
Gon made a curious noise. "Are you going somewhere, Aunt Inko?"

Inko shook her head. "No--well yes--but the three of you are!"
Inko held out a picnic basket with a blanket folded on top, gently handing it over to Gon.

"The three of you haven't had the time to get to know each other, so Katsuki and I came up with this idea," Inko explained with a smile. "Izuku, you know the park you and Katsuki used to play in?" She asked.

Izuku thought for a moment before he nodded; he could remember the place. "The sky is very clear at night and you can see the stars quite nicely. It's nothing like Whale Island, but it's still lovely," she states with a fond smile.

"But what are you going to do, mom?" Izuku asked, staring worriedly at the woman.
Inko laughed and waved a hand. "Don't worry, Katsuki invited me over for dinner!" She announces.

Izuku pouted. "Your having Kacchan's food?"
Inko nodded with a smug gleam in her eye; no one made food as good as Katsuki.
"Alright, now, off you go!" Inko ushered them out of the house, waving at them.

Izuku felt grateful as he lead his parents toward the park, walking in between them, arms brushing as they huddled closer for warmth. He'd need to thank Kacchan and Inko for this.

The park was empty by the time they got there, spreading the blanket open in the middle of the park.
"This reminds me of that time on Whale Island," Killua stated as he sat back, leaning on his hands as he gazed up at the setting sun.

Gon laughed softly, laying on his back, arms crossed behind his head. "Do you mean when we promised to always be together? You need to be a bit more specific, Killua, there were a lot of times on Whale Island," Gon said with a smile.

Killua stuck his tongue out at Gon, Izuku chuckling softly at their antics as the two started to argue.
"How did you like Whale Island, Izuku?" Gon asked after a small while.

"It's really beautiful there, but a bit too...nature-y for me," Izuku replied.
Gon started to laugh heartily at this.
"I didn't think you'd grow up to be a nature child like me," he stated between laughter.

"That's because you grew up in nature," Killua pointed out as Gon sat up.
"That's true!" Gon agreed.
"Do you like living in the nature like that, mom?" Izuku asked curiously.

Killua always gained this sparkle in his eyes whenever Izuku called him mom.
"Meh, I'm neutral, I don't mind it, but it's not like I absolutely love it, either," he stated with a shrug.

"How's Aunt Mito and Alluka?" Gon questioned eagerly.
Killua looked at him equally as eager.
Izuku smiled. "They're fine! Doing really well, they just miss you guys a lot,"

Killua smiled sadly at his lap. "I bet they are," he spoke softly before raising his head to look into Izuku's eyes. "Did you get to meet Nanika? She was really excited to see you,"

Izuku raised an eyebrow as he tilted his head curiously. "No? I only met Aunt Mito and Alluka,"
Killua smiled wistfully up at the sky. "I'm not too surprised, she's very shy,"

"She's only shy to come out on her own when you're not there," Gon pointed out.
"Come out? What do you mean?" Izuku questioned.

"Nanika lives inside of Alluka. I'm not sure what she is, but she's been living in Alluka ever since they were little, sort of like a split personality," Killua explained. "Nanika has the ability to grant a wish if three of her requests were granted first,"

Izuku nodded with interest, listening intently as Killua explained this to him and how exactly Nanika's ability worked. Killua hesitated a moment before he started to tell the story of how he rescued Alluka from the mansion and asked Nanika to heal Gon.

Izuku really wanted to ask about what happened back then, but refrained from doing so, not wanting to push the topic too much. Gon seemed to notice this, though. He tentatively started to talked about it.

Izuku remained quiet as Gon struggled to talk about this particular part of their past. It was clear he still felt extreme guilt over this, ashamed of how he lost control and hurt Killua. The omega sat tensely, desperately wanting to comfort Gon, but knew the alpha needed to get this off his chest.

Gon had been very apprehensive about telling Izuku about this, afraid his son would reject him once he heard what he'd done. Gon tended to think of himself as a sort of monster.

He was still plagued by dark thoughts, and he'd nearly lost it again when Kite died in the war, but Killua had pulled him back, and Gon's been overprotective of him ever since. That and what the King had nearly done to him. Killua still shudders just thinking about it, even now, six years later.

"I," Izuku started after Gon grew quiet, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "I think people tend to do stupid things whenever someone they love gets hurt or killed. I think your reactions were normal and justified, dad, considering everything that happened. It's a lot of pressure to put on a fourteen year old, the two of you were only children, and to get thrown into a situation like that, willingly or not, is just too stressful,"

"Most people would have broken down a lot sooner and worse if they were in your place," Izuku explained, smiling gently at his parents.

Gon was still tense, though. "But-"
Izuku cut him off. "I don't think you're a monster," he stated firmly. "You're...a hero; my dad and I, I love you,"

Gon let out a breath, body relaxing as he wiped tears from his cheeks. Killua smiled, he knew this was such a relief for Gon; and for him, too. There was always that lingering fear that their son might reject them once he finds out about their pasts, but that fear was squashed, now.

"Everything about you, your scars, your past, everything single part, is who you're meant to be and I accept and love that," Izuku uttered, smiling brightly as tears started to well in both older male's eyes. "The two of you are my parents, you made me and brought me into this world!"

"And even though you guys are a bit crazy and quirky, I wouldn't want you to be any other way. I accept you guys for who you are as Gon and Killua, mom and dad, ex-assassin and monster," Izuku finished.

Killua whimpered; he had hoped Izuku wouldn't find out about his past, but he supposes it was naive of him to think his son wouldn't find out about it somewhere.

Izuku smiled softly, moving to sit on his knees and pull both his parents into a warm, comforting hug.
"How did you find out?" Killua whispered into his shoulder.

Izuku chewed on his lower lip as they pulled back, wiping away tears from red stained cheeks.
"Hisoka kind of dropped the ball after he lied to us on where we needed to go next. If it weren't for Bisky, I probably wouldn't have met up with Cheadle," Izuku explained.

Gon sighed harshly. "Should have known that guy wouldn't keep something like that to himself,"
"Where'd he tell you to go?" Killua asked curiously.

Izuku bit his lip again, considering. He wasn't a very good liar and Killua had the ability to see right through lies, so trying to lie to his mother was probably a bad idea. Was it a superpower all mom's had, to be able to tell when their children lied to them?

"He told us to...go to the Zoldyck Mansion," Izuku uttered nervously.
Killua tensed visibly at this, eyes roaming over his face. "You didn't go, did you?" He asked softly.

Izuku rubbed the back of his neck. "Well," he trailed off.
A tense silence followed as Killua stared at him in utter disbelief.
"Are you kidding?" Killua questioned.

Izuku shook his head, chewing the inside of his cheek.
"Why the fuck would you go there if you know what they are?!" Killua shouted.

Izuku jumped a bit at the sudden raise in volume.
"They didn't do anything to you, did they?" Gon asked in concern.
Killua was bristling, anger boiling.

Izuku hesitated. "Define ‘do something’,"
"Oh my god!" Killua was suddenly gripping his cheeks, tilting his head this way and that as he stared intensely at him. "Was Illumi there?! Did he touch you?!" He demanded.

"Well, I mean he did grab my throat when-"
There was pure murder in Killua's eyes at that statement, and Izuku kind of felt like he wanted to just run the fuck away.

It wasn't directed at him, but the overwhelming bloodlust that swept over them was suffocating.
"I'll fucking kill him," Killua hissed, his grip on Izuku's face tightening, bordering on painful.

"Killua!" Gon barked in his alpha voice, causing the omega to jump and come back to himself. "You'll scare him," he added gently.

Killua blinked, and suddenly the bloodlust receded as the omega realised what he was doing, silvery blue eyes flittering over Izuku's face.

Killua let out a shuddering breath, there was a small hint of fear in Izuku's emerald eyes. "Oh, Izuku sweetie, I-I'm sorry, I just-" Killua cut off, pulling Izuku into a tight hug.

"Illumi just puts me so on edge," he explained, voice soft as he tried to purr comfortingly.
He was failing a bit, body far too tense, his purr came out broken and a little stressed.

Izuku wrapped his arms around his mother's waist, breathing in his comforting scent, tinged with worry, stress and fear.
"It's okay, mom," Izuku reassured. "I don't blame you, Illumi is a bit of a...creep. I don't know who's worse, him or Hisoka,"

Killua snorted and started to snicker into his shoulder.
"That's true, those two were made for each other," Killua replied, his purr finally coming out as intended.

Izuku loved his mother's hugs, he never wanted him to pull away. It was comforting and warm, so reassuring and safe. Killua did pull away eventually, though, and Izuku had to suppress a whine at the loss of contact.

They had sixteen year's worth of hugs to make up for. Conversation flowed naturally after that as the sun finally set and the stars started to shine. They weren't quite as bright or plenty in quantity as they were on Whale Island, but they were still beautiful.

Izuku told his parents all about the parts of his life they had missed. Talking about how his dream had always been to be a great hero like All Might, how he admired the man for always being able to smile.

He told them about how crushing it was when he found out that he didn't have a quirk, how it felt like his hopes and dreams were crushed. He spoke of how mean Kacchan was to him once the blond's quirk manifested, how he was bullied by him for years.

His smile turned bright and happy as he spoke of how he met All Might and how the hero gave him his quirk. They laughed together at the stories of all the shenanigans he got up to with his friends once he got into UA.

He decided not to tell them about Shoto's past, he knew his omega would tell them in his own time. He told them all about the League, the Nomu and All For One.

He didn't hesitate even a second in telling them about One For All, it felt so natural to share all these things with them, and they sat, listening attentively.

They sat there under the stars just talking for hours, sharing stories and parts of their past. There was still a lot they needed to talk about, but they left the serious conversations for another time.

Killua even explained to Izuku--after finding out that he had heard them fucking in the supply room--what had happened and why Gon tended to get like that. It was a little uncomfortable for him to hear that whenever his father gets like that, they'd most likely end up having sex again-but it was natural. How else did they bring him into the world? Hell, he even had sex with his own mates, it should not be so awkward for him to hear this.

He didn't know why his mother was able to talk so openly about sex--even Gon had started to blush after a while--but get embarrassed whenever someone complimented him.

Izuku just chalked it up to one of Killua's quirks. It was well into the late hours of the night when Izuku fell asleep with his head on Killua's lap, lulled into dreamland by the sound of his mother's purring and Gon's voice as he talked with Killua about something, pale fingers brushing through Izuku's hair.

After a while of just watching their child sleep and basking in this feeling of content, they packed up their things once it started getting too cold. Gon picked Izuku up effortlessly and tenderly, carrying him home.

They entered the apartment quietly, Killua taking off Izuku's shoes by the door. Entering the teen's room, Killua pulled back the comforter and blankets, allowing Gon to gently put Izuku into the bed, planting a kiss on his forehead as he pulled back.

Killua tucked Izuku in, brushing away his hair from his forehead, kissing a freckled cheek. Izuku slept through all this, feeling warm, comfortable and safe.

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Living without Killua for two years, was by far one of the hardest things Gon has ever had to do. Everyday, whenever something interesting would happen, or he thought of something he wanted to say, or saw something he thought the other might like, he would turn to his side to point it out, to say whatever it was he wanted to; only to find no one by his side.

And like a slap to the face, he would realize that, oh, Killua isn't here; and his heart would sink as heartache settled in. He hated it.

It wasn't as though he and Killua stopped talking completely, they wrote, texted, emailed or called whenever they had the chance, but it just wasn't the same. Killua didn't have enough time for all the things Gon wanted to tell him.

The first two months were hard, but not so much that they were as unbearable as they started to get seven months in. He spent a few days with Ging, went on a few hunts with Kite; and eventually returned home.

Gon absolutely refused to tell Aunt Mito and Grandma Abe why Killua wasn't with him, nor did he tell them about his nen. Gon realised, realistically, that he should be able to relearn his nen, but it didn't feel right; not yet.

So he spent most of his time doing schoolwork, chores and fishing or just generally spending his free time outside. His exploring helped him come across a nice clearing, and deep down he knew; it was time to relearn his nen.

He spent every free moment he had to relearn nen, it was frustrating, and more often than not he would give up for the day with a frustrated scream at the sky.

Eventually though, his nen came back to him. And time went on, too. By the time he and Killua were seven months apart, Gon grew frustrated and angry. He had this deep, carnal urge to have his best friend by his side.

Gon was selfish, everyone who knew him knew this, and yet, he couldn't find it in himself to ask Killua to come back to him. He wasn't sure if it was because of how happy his friend sounded the rare few times they could call each other, or the many pictures he received via email of Killua and Alluka.

It was when he turned fifteen that that urge grew stronger. He spent his birthday with Aunt Mito and Grandma Abe, but he felt incomplete, until he received a call from Killua.

They talked for hours on end, and Gon had cherished it greatly, a warm feeling blooming in his chest at hearing his best friend's voice.

He grew agitated once Killua had to hang up, but refused to let his friend know. Killua was happy right now, out there traveling the world with Alluka.

A new, ugly feeling rose in him at merely thinking the girl's name. It took him a while to identify it as jealousy, and he felt disgusted with himself for feeling like that.

It was his own fault, after all, that he and Killua aren't traveling the world together. A year apart and Aunt Mito finally told him he had presented as alpha; and at first Gon was confused.

It took him a long time to accept this, but he mostly ignored it. Gon noticed how much he was growing, his appetite increasing, and his foul moods growing worse.

He spent even more time outside, choosing to give up on studying altogether as he grew frustrated far too quickly for it. He had even snapped at Aunt Mito once when she pestered him about it. He hadn't come home for the better part of a week and she never tried to get him to study again.

Gon noticed that once he presented alpha, his nen training went a lot smoother than it did before. He grew powerful, until his strength far exceeded what it was during the Chimera Ant war.

His goal was to get as strong as he was when he fought and killed Pitou. He didn't really have a reason why, just the urge to do it, and so he trained hard.

It was a few months after that when he first started to dream about Killua, each and every time he would wake up half hard. He knew what this was, he had had that long and awkward talk with Aunt Mito years ago now, but still, he didn't expected this.

He couldn't find his best friend attractive, could he? Gon would take a cold shower every morning, willing his erection away. He couldn't feel that way about Killua; it just didn't make sense to him.

And yet he still continued to dream, and wake up aroused. He started taking his sexual frustration out in the form of violence, large rocks and boulders often on the receiving end of his outbursts.

Mito was concerned about him, constantly going to his clearing where he trained and witnessed his violent outbursts more than once. She made sure not to let him see her, lest she want him snapping at her again.

Gon stayed out in the woods day and night, he rarely went home anymore. He only went back to the house to check his mail and e-mail, not wanting to miss anything from Killua.

Killua never asked him what he had presented as, and never told either, so Gon never bothered asking. The alpha side of him telling him that Killua was an omega, and soon his wet dreams got more and more vivid.

More than once Gon ended giving in to his urges, tugging himself free from his pants, stroking himself quickly with lewd mental images of his best friend.

He would always sigh in disgust with himself once he came, wallowing in self-hatred. It felt sinful, wrong, to have these types of thoughts and dreams of Killua.

He spent a lot of time just thinking about this. He wasn't sure if it was wrong for one man to love another man. Did it feel so wrong to him because Killua was a man?

This question plagued him, so much so that he left Whale Island entirely. He went to stay with his Aunt Inko for a small while, trying to get away from all the memories he shared with Killua on Whale Island.

He spent most of his time in the guest room, thinking deeply about everything. What had happened with the Ants, separating from Killua and now these new feelings for his best friends.

It was hard for him to just accept this romantic love he had for his best friend. He stayed with Aunt Inko for six months. In that time he would always go to the park early morning and train until the afternoon.

It was on one of these training sessions that he saw two teenage boys standing underneath a tree, embracing as they kissed. He felt weird to watch them, but he felt such a strong and sudden envy towards them.

His dreams turned from sexual to romantic after that, simple little things like him and Killua holding hands, sharing kisses or cuddling. One night, completely out of the blue, Killua called him.

His best friend told him he just had the sudden urge to call Gon and hear his voice and that made Gon extremely happy. It was as he was listening to Killua talk about his latest adventures with Alluka that he realised he was in love with his best friend.

Instead of that wrong feeling that had been plaguing him, it was replaced by a strong feeling of right. Gon finally accepted his feelings with open arms. He left a week later, a bright and happy person.

It took him nearly a year and a half in total to finally accept his feelings. Once he did though, Gon's moods improved significantly and he was able to spend more time at home.

It was two months before his sixteenth birthday that Grandma Abe passed away. She had passed suddenly in her sleep, a peaceful death, yet it caused all kinds of horrors for her family.

Mito mourned as any other person would; she cried, sometimes even allowing herself to open a bottle of wine to drown out her sorrows. Gon, on the other hand, didn't deal with the loss at all.

He had been doing so good, only to shut down again completely, receding into himself as he was plagued with memories of Kite's death.

It took Mito about a month to notice something was wrong; Gon was missing from home most of the time. He didn't even come back home to get the mail and check to see if he'd heard anything from Killua.

She decided to give him some more time, he needed to deal with this in his own way. Mito went to get the month old mail; saw Gon had a total of four letters from Killua.

Mito bit her lip in concern, Killua must be so worried, it's not like Gon not to answer him as soon as he possibly could. Mito decided to read the most recent letter.

She knew it was an invasion of privacy, but she had to read it and see for herself what Killua had wrote. The letter was pretty short, Killua expressing his concerns for his best friend.

Mito found out that Gon never let Killua know that Grandma Abe had died and felt saddened by this. How long had Gon been in woods? How long had she not paid attention to her child's suffering and terrible way of mourning?

She continued to read the letter, eyes brightening as she read the statement that Killua and Alluka would come to Whale Island for Gon's sixteenth birthday.

In the meantime, Mito tried to find Gon, and when she did, she attempted to bring him home, but he refused. She pleaded with him to at least come take a hot bath and eat dinner with her.

Gon eventually agreed. Mito cooked up a storm that night, smiling sadly as she watched her son eat slowly. Gon was very far away.

She managed to get him to stay at home that night, but he left again the next morning, before she could even tell him of Killua's plans to come visit.

Mito left it be, it would be a surprise for Gon. The night before his birthday and Killua's arrival, Mito managed to drag Gon back home again, insisting he take a nice long, relaxing bath, he needed to shave, too.

As predicted, he was gone the next morning. Mito left it be as she got ready to go and greet Killua at the port. She waited around fifteen minutes before she spotted his shock of white hair amidst the crowd.

He seemed surprised to see her, but happy nonetheless. Mito felt tears in her eyes as she looked him over; he had grown up so much.
"Oh, my sweet boy," she whispered and pulled him into a tight hug.

Killua hugged her back, eyes fluttering around apprehensively, trying to find a familiar head of spiky hair.
"It's been too long, look at how much you've grown!" Mito pulled back and held him an arms length away.

Killua blushed lightly at the attention.
"I didn't change all that much," he muttered.
Mito smiled at him before her attention was grabbed by the small girl at Killua's side.

"And who's this?" She asked curiously.
"This is my little sister, Alluka," Killua introduced.
Mito greeted Alluka with a bright smile and loving hug.

"You must be tired from your trip, let's head back to the house and I'll make some tea," Mito stated as she started to walk.
Killua was burning to ask a very important question, but refrained for the time being.

Mito lead them into the house, instructing them to sit in the sofa while she made tea. Alluka stared at everything in awe, whispering to Killua that she wouldn't mind to live in a place like this forever.

Mito eventually returned with tea, sitting down and making small talk. Alluka mostly spoke to her about her adventures with her big brother.

Killua mostly just stared at the door, a frown steadily growing on his brow the longer he waited.
"Where's Gon?" Killua asked, no longer able to stop himself.

Mito smiled sadly at him then. "I don't know," she replied.
Killua's eyes widened as his eyebrow shot up. "What do you mean, you don't know?" He questioned.

"Gon's been very distant ever since he came back. He'd been getting a bit better but," she trailed off, breathing deeply to try and pull herself together.

Still, a few tears managed to slip down her cheeks. "Two months ago, Grandma Abe passed away," she explained.
Killua's expression grew into one of dread, paling unnaturally. "Is he still on the island?" He asked softly, shakily.

Mito nodded as she wiped her tears away. "He should be. I saw him this morning,"
Killua stood up quickly from his seat. "Is it okay if you could watch Alluka for a while?" He asked urgently.

Mito nodded, watching as the teen ran out of the house, sprinting towards the woods. It took Killua thirty minutes of getting lost and nearly tripping over tree roots before he found his best friend on a familiar cliff.

Gon was sitting leant against a tree, legs crossed with his hand in his lap, just staring into the distance. He had a completely blank look on his face, one that unnerved Killua.

He hesitated a moment before he stepped out of the shadows of the woods and into the light of the sun. He was on the other side of the cliff--across from one another, their sides facing the actual cliff--slowly walking to his best friend.

The fact that Gon hadn't noticed him, heard or smelled him yet was very alarming.
"Gon?" Killua called softly, still quite a good distance away.

Gon's head shot towards him, eyes brightening slightly as he returned to himself.
Gon stared at him in disbelief for a moment. "Killua?" He asked, surprised.

"You dummy, what are you doing? You should be spending your birthday with Mito," Killua spoke fondly, yet felt a bit nervous.
Gon just stared at him a while longer before he climbed to his feet.

He had grown tall, taller than Killua, much to the younger's dismay. Gon stared at him again, seeming a bit indecisive.
"Are you really here, Killua?" Gon asked.

The way he said that made him sound so small and broken. Killua nodded.
Gon looked like he really needed a hug right about now. The taller worked his mouth, torn between asking if he could come closer to his friend and just doing it.

Killua decided to give in to his desires, taking off at a sprint towards Gon. He really wanted to be in Gon's arms.

Gon seemed to read his intentions, bracing himself and opening his arms wide. When Killua reached him, he practically jumped into Gon's arms.

Gon caught him effortlessly, strong arms wrapping tightly around Killua's back. Killua wrapped his legs around Gon's waist, arms over his shoulders, face buried into a tan neck, just breathing in Gon's scent.

Gon did the same, nuzzling into his neck and inhaling, squeezing Killua as he did.
"I missed you," Gon whispered against pale skin, squeezing Killua again as the smaller shivered at the feeling of Gon's hot breath over his skin.

"I missed you, too," Killua admitted.
He started nuzzling Gon, feeling a purr start to make it's way up his throat; he didn't even bother trying to supress it.

Gon's alpha side felt immensely pleased, Killua has presented as an omega, and he had to supress the urge to growl at his best friend until he submitted; he didn't want to forcefully take his best friend and bond him.

Gon's grip grew even tighter as he fought his instincts, settling instead on rumbling deep in his chest with Killua's purrs. His best friend tensed a moment before relaxing again.

Gon wasn't sure how long they stood there hugging--Killua was clinging to him like a Koala--before he eventually sat back down on the ground, the omega settled on his lap.

Killua eventually pulled back, but did not climb off of Gon's lap; they both seemed to need and want the comfort.
"How long are you staying?" Gon asked softly, gaze taking in Killua's features.

Killua hadn't really changed all that much, he grew taller, cheeks losing a bit of fat; his hair had grown a bit, too, but other than that, nothing had actually changed physically about him.

Killua bit his lower lip. "I don't know," he replied softly with a shrug.
Gon frowned at this, eyes trailing down to stare sadly down at Killua's thighs.

Killua observed him, committing his features to memory. Gon had changed a bit, his eyes were still bright, jaw more prominent, his rounded cheeks had flattened quite a bit, but still looked squishy.

Killua felt relieved, though. He had feared Gon would grow up to look as he did when he fought Pitou. What did bother Killua, though, was how depressed Gon seemed--and according to Mito--had been for a while now.

Gon never sounded depressed when they talked, but he supposes he could have hidden this from Killua. It wasn't at all hard to lie in letters, texts and emails.

"I'm sorry about Grandma Abe," Killua muttered quietly, silvery blue eyes never once leaving Gon's face.
Gon's expression went blank, his hands gripping Killua's thighs tightly; it was a bit painful.

"Gon," Killua said sternly, gaining the alpha's attention.
Killua's gaze flittered across his face and Gon took a moment to appreciate how beautiful Killua was.

"I," Gon started in a whisper; he had so many things to say to Killua, he had a hard time deciding what to tell him first. He can't hide his feelings forever and he really didn't want to anymore. It wasn't the right time to confess his love for Killua, though, but he could tell him other things. He needed to be more honest and open; he can't keep hiding things from Killua like he did a year and a half ago. He can't be selfish anymore. "I'm struggling to deal with her death," he admitted.

Killua seemed a bit surprised at the admission, lips parting as his eyes widened. Gon lowered his gaze, finally loosening his grip on Killua's thighs, slowly rubbing his palms up and down.

Killua luckily didn't seem to mind it as much, briefly watching the action wearily before he relaxed.
"I'll help you," Killua replied after a while.

Gon's eyes shot up to lock with his friend's, surprise taking hold of his features.
Killua blushed lightly. "I know it might take a while and it couldn't hurt for us to stay here for a little while. Besides, Alluka really likes it here," he explained.

Gon blinked, observing him. "What about Illumi?"
Killua tensed. "I don't think he'd do anything. If it does happen, I'll have to fight him. Would you...help me, Gon?" Killua asked timidly.

Gon stared at his best friend a little while longer before a bright grin stretched across his lips. "Of course, Killua!"
Killua smiled back at him; he had missed Gon's bright smiles.

Gon buried his face into Killua's chest, squeezing him softly. "You smell so good, Killua," he muttered, voice muffled.
Killua blushed, placing one hand on top of Gon's head, running his fingers through the coarse hair.

"So do you," Killua admitted, chest starting to vibrate with a soft purr.
A startled breath left Killua's lips as Gon started to scent him, rubbing his wrists over Killua's body, nuzzling into his neck and breathing against pale skin.

Killua hummed softly, enjoying the contact as his purring started to grow in volume. He briefly considered pushing Gon away, but he squashed that thought; he didn't want Gon to ever let go again.

"I want to be selfish, Killua," Gon mumbled against Killua's neck, lips brushing against pale skin.
Killua's breath hitched.

"But I promised myself I'd never be selfish again," Gon stated as he pulled back from Killua, a sad smile on his lips. "I can't ask you to stay, Killua,"

The omega's heart dropped, frowning.
"You can't stay here to help me,"
Killua started to glare at Gon, forcing back the urge to cry as he stood up, climbing out of Gon's lap, ignoring the longing feeling of wanting to climb right back on. Above them, the set as stars started to light up the darkening sky.

"You don't want me to stay?" Killua asked, glaring down at his friend as he tried to supress the anger.
Gon shook his head, standing up; he was about half a head taller than Killua and hadn't he been so angry, Killua might have marvelled a bit more at the sight.

"I do, Killua, but-"
"But nothing, Gon! If you don't want me to stay just say it, don't try beating around the bush," Killua interrupted, frowning.

"I want you to stay!" Gon shouted, frustration clear on his features. "Bit I only want you to stay if it's what you want,"
"I wouldn't have suggested it if I didn't want it," Killua pointed out.

Gon clenched his fists as he shook his head. "You have a tendency to do things other people want, mistaking it as something you want," he stated.
Killua hissed at him, body trembling with anger.

Gon relaxed suddenly, sad smile slipping back onto his lips. "I want to be more considerate of your feelings, Killua," he explained softly.
Killua stilled, biting his lower lip as he watched Gon.

"What I did, back then with Pitou-I wasn't considering how you would feel if I fought that thing alone. I dragged you into that war only to tell you that it doesn't concern you; I'm so sorry, Killua," Gon expressed.

Killua felt his heart clench at the memory, but the sight of Gon--so sincere and genuinely apologetic--had his heart melt and warmth spreading through him.

"Idiot, I already forgave you for that; you already apologised," Killua uttered with a soft smile.
Gon shook his head again. "That apology wasn't sincere enough; a hundred apologies shouldn't be enough, Killua,"

Gon bit his lower lip. "I don't deserve you," he voiced.
Killua stared at him, heart clenching again; he ignored the burn in his eyes.

"So I'm trying not to be selfish anymore; I don't want to hurt you again. I need to change-"
"I don't want you to change, Gon!" Killua shouted, cutting his best friend off.

Gon looked up at Killua, and realised with a start that this is the first time he's seen his best friend cry. It was simultaneously the most beautiful and heart wrenching thing he'd ever seen.

"Can't you see? You're not Gon-you're not my best friend if you aren't selfish! I, I don't want you to change and be someone you're not; I want you to stay the way you are," Killua expressed, tears slipping down his cheeks.

"Killua," Gon uttered softly.
Killua bit his lower lip. "So just, please just stay the way you are. Bright, happy, honest, selfish and sincere. Please, please stay selfish, I need you to be selfish," he pleaded.

Gon couldn't understand why Killua would want him to keep being selfish; it was such an unpleasant trait to have, but if it's what Killua wanted, then that's what he'd get.

"Okay," Gon replied.
Killua looked up as Gon walked closer, placing his large hands on pale cheeks flushed red with emotion. Gon used his thumbs to wipe away Killua's tears, pressing their foreheads together.

"I love Killua, and I want you to stay with me, forever," Gon stated, voice quiet.
Killua released a breath, a small smile slipping onto his lips as he pushed forward, pressing his face into Gon's chest; he was relieved.

Gon smiled, wrapping his arms around the smaller teen, hugging him tightly.
"I hope you never give up on me, Killua," Gon muttered into the omega's shoulder.

Killua's resulting chuckle was muffled by Gon's chest.
"I guess the same could be said to you, Gon. I hope you never give up on me, either,"

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Killua and Alluka stayed for about two months before Alluka asked Killua if they could stay there forever. Killua had been surprised, but had accepted quickly.

The first few weeks of them staying in a single place for so long had him feeling rather anxious, but the longer they stayed and the longer everything was peaceful; Killua relaxed.

Alluka had fallen in love with the tiny island and Aunt Mito. The two women were always around each other, practically joint at the hip. Alluka had said, as much as she loves her big brother, it was nice to have another girl to talk to.

Killua shared the sentiment, really. Everyday was spent adventuring with Gon; up early in the morning, returning home late at night trying not to step on the squeaky floorboards and stifling their giggles.

Killua was happy like this, everyday spent with Gon was nothing short of paradise. They celebrated Killua's sixteenth birthday with a massive chocolate cake that he ended up eating half of and presents.

It was what Killua imagined regular families did, and he got drunk on the feeling. It was a bit hard at times, to try and ignore his instincts screaming at him to present himself to this powerful, unmated alpha.

Alluka slept in Aunt Mito's room for a while, until the older woman decided to clear Grandma Abe's room for her. It was a tender day; the teens helping her do so.

Gon had sort of gotten lost in his thoughts again and snuck out of the house that night. Killua had woken instantly, having been sleeping next to his friend, he felt the bed shift and grow cold with Gon's absence.

Killua had waited a moment before following after Gon. His friend still had a hard time accepting the death of his grandma, choosing instead to ignore it, but they were making progress, really.

Killua had stayed back and watched for a while as Gon sat on their cliff, staring up at the starry sky. Killua eventually joined him, sitting next to him, as close as possible to provide warmth and comfort.

Gon's body relaxed the moment Killua settled beside him. The omega leant against him, head resting on Gon's shoulder. The alpha turned to wrap an arm around the smaller, nose burying into soft, white strands and inhaling.

Killua nosed at Gon's neck, noting how much more physical they were now than they were when they first became friends.

"Are you okay?" Killua asked softly.
He felt Gon nod. "I am now," he replied, squeezing Killua gently.
Killua smiled, nuzzling into Gon's neck as he wrapped both his arms around Gon's waist.

Gon hugged Killua to his chest, strong arms wrapped over Killua's arms and around his waist, caging the omega in. Killua started to purr, eyelids drooping from the warmth and comfort Gon provided.

Gon's fingers start to gently kneed Killua's sides and lower back, smiling softly into white strands as Killua's purrs gained volume. He absolutely loved to make his friend purr, the sound so pleasant; it stirred something in him.

"I love you, Killua," Gon admitted softly, arms squeezing the omega tighter to himself, afraid his friend might want to run away from him.
Killua hummed sleepily, nosing at his neck and collarbone. "Love you, too,"

Gon smiled as he listened to his friend's breathing even out, falling asleep in Gon's arms. The alpha sat there for a while, just holding his best friend, until he stood up, gently picking up and carrying Killua home.

Gon doubted Killua realised what type of love Gon meant as he continuously professed his love for the omega. Killua had only managed to blush the first few times before he started to say it back, still blushing; it was adorable.

Gon marvelled at how easily Killua blushed and sometimes went out of his way to see how many times he could make the smaller blush in a day.

Alluka had decorated her new room cutely and Gon could see Mito didn't regret giving the room to the young girl. She had once asked Killua if he would like his own room, too--she was sure they could get a few people willing to build in an extra room--but Killua was quick to reject the idea.

He had plainly stated he wanted to continue to share a room with Gon under the pretence of not wanting to cause her too much trouble. Killua had blushed a bright red whilst he said this. They all knew this wasn't the real reason, but no one mentioned it.

A few weeks after Killua's birthday, Palm came to visit. It was nice to see an old friend again, and Alluka had taken a liking to her, too. Palm told them that Kite was going on another hunt soon, and would like it if they could join.

Killua was apprehensive, trying to reject the offer, but Gon accepted. Killua had looked appalled, glaring heatedly at Gon. The alpha had smiled at him and told him he didn't have to go, Gon could go on his own and then Killua wouldn't have to leave Alluka alone.

Killua didn't like this idea, his scent easily giving away his dislike of this. His mood soured further at hearing the hunt could take about three weeks, if not more. A day without Gon was bad enough, but three weeks? Killua didn't want that; he didn't want to be separated from Gon for even an hour.

Palm offered to use her ability on Alluka and check up on her occasionally during the hunt. Alluka had also pointed out that she could look after herself, she knew how to use nen now.

Killua hesitated. Gon smiled at him then and told him he didn't have to go if he didn't want to; Gon would be okay without him. The thought of being without Gon for three weeks had his omega side whining in distress. He agreed to go.

The hunt took around two and a half weeks. Killua was worried about Alluka, but Palm reassured him that everything was fine. He trusted Palm.

It was nice to see Kite again and Ikalgo and Meleoron were there, too. It was fun overall and helped Killua realise Alluka would be okay without him.

Gon had been really happy, spending time with his friends while also being on an adventure. Killua being there had only added to his happiness.

Killua was relieved to come home and see everything was okay, knowing that he could leave the island again and not have to worry about Alluka's safety. Palm had even offered to watch over the girl again should Killua need to leave.

Killua had taken her up on her offer almost instantly, mentioning that his heat would be in a few months; he couldn't stay on heat suppressants forever. Palm had assured him she would remember the date and watch over Alluka whilst he dealt with his heat.

Killua started to consider asking Gon to spend his heat with him, blushing brightly whenever he thought of it. He tried pushing the idea away; he didn't want to ruin their friendship, but the thought wouldn't leave him be.

Gon would understand, wouldn't he? It's not like he'd push Killua away over something like this. Killua's instincts were telling him, though, that he needed Gon and Gon alone, no one else would be able to fulfil his desires. No one had the stamina to even try.

It couldn't hurt to ask, right? But then Gon started to grow a little distant and Killua had to push these thoughts aside. Gon was very far away.

He spent a week mostly in his thoughts, barely even talking with Killua during the day, but at night, he'd hold Killua as close as he possibly could. It kept Killua awake most nights, worrying, until Gon asked to talk with him.

Killua knew it must be serious as Gon lead him to their cliff, the sun already setting. They usually only had very serious conversations here on this cliff, surrounded by a sky full stars.

They sat there quietly beside each other, watching as the sun disappeared and the moon took it's place. The sky was so clear here on Whale Island.

They sat with their backs to the rest of the forest and a fire they had created, warming their backs and creating a gentle glow for light. Killua could feel Gon's eyes on him, but chose not to say anything.

"Killua," Gon called for his attention after a small while.
Killua bit back a smile as he turned to look at Gon, noting with concern the worried look on Gon's face. He smelt nervous, too.

"What's been bothering you, Gon?" Killua asked gently, turning his body to better face him, the alpha doing the same.
Gon bit his lower lip, hesitating. "Can I ask a favour of Killua?"

Killua's gaze flittered across his face before he nodded.
Gon watched him for a moment. "I want you to be more honest with your feelings, Killua," he told, voice and expression utterly serious.

Killua frowned lightly at this.
"I want Killua to tell me more often how you feel, if you're sad, happy, angry or tired, whatever it is, it doesn't matter," Gon explained.

Killua considered this. Gon wanted him to be more open with his feelings and tell him if something bothered him. Not just that, but he wanted Killua to tell him when he was happy, too.

Killua hesitated. "You want me to tell you important things?" He asked, nervous.
Gon nodded. "Anything Killua wants. I want you tell me when you're hurt, be more open with me about everything, and I'll do the same,"

Killua bit his lower lip thinking for a while longer before he nodded his agreement. "I'll try my best, Gon,"
Gon smiled brightly at him, filling Killua's chest with warmth. Should he ask Gon now about his heat? He wants him to be more open, so Killua couldn't see why not.

"I love you, Killua," Gon stated, staring deeply into his eyes.
Killua blinked, heat spreading across his cheeks. "I-I-"
Gon shook his head, cutting off Killua's stuttered reply.

Gon shifted closer, taking both of Killua's smaller hands into his larger one's, eyes connecting; Killua could see how serious Gon was being right now.

"I love you, Killua," Gon repeated, eyes begging with him to understand. "Not as just a friend, but more than that, Killua, I," Gon trailed off, licking his lips nervously, his large thumbs gently brushing over Killua's knuckles.

"I, I want Killua to be mine," Gon expressed, eyebrows furrowing.
Killua's eyebrows shot up in surprise, heart starting to pound in his chest; was Gon saying what he thinks he's saying?

Gon's eyes searched his own, noting the dark blush that was spreading across Killua's cheeks. The fact that the omega hadn't pulled away yet spurred Gon on to say what he wanted.

"Killua, will you...be mine, forever?" Gon asked softly.
Killua's breath hitched, face burning as he took this in, tears pooling in his eyes.

"You're saying-?" Killua whispered.
"Killua, will you be my mate? Forever? Will you let me bond with you?" Gon questioned, heart pounding in his chest as he watched Killua.

Killua's lips parted, breathing shakily. He barely even considered the proposal before he nodded; he's wanted this ever since he first presented.

"I-yes, Gon, I-I love you, yes-" Killua cut off as Gon pulled him into a crushing hug.
Killua whined as tears slid down his cheeks; he didn't even know why he was crying, he was just so happy, so relieved.

Gon pulled back from the hug, cupping his cheeks with both of his hands, thumbs wiping away Killua's tears; and pulled him into a kiss. The first of many.

It was a bit sloppy, but it was perfect. Their first kiss perfectly portrayed their love for one another, their excitement for the future and their contentment being together.

Gon took Killua on a proper date the next day. Killua stated that everyday felt like a date between them, since they always go out and have fun, but it was still special.

A few months after, Killua asked Gon, blushing as he fiddled nervously, if he wanted to spend his heat with him. Gon had agreed readily, relieving Killua once more.

They left the island to find a safe place for them to spend the heat together, renting a nice little cottage in the woods, quite a distance away from the nearest town.

They stocked up on food, knowing that neither of them are going to want to leave the house for a little over two weeks. They explored for a few days, until Killua's pre-heat started to take affect.

Gon took care to feed Killua his birth control pills, it was still a little too early in their relationship to have pups running around.

"Killua," Gon called on the third morning of Killua's pre-heat, smiling at the groaned response he got. "Come take your pill, Killua," Gon ordered as he sat down on the bed.

Killua emerged from the pile of blankets, face flushed, hair wild and eyes dulled. Killua took the little white pill, swallowing it with a gulp of water. Gon encouraged Killua to finish the glass, smiling softly as Killua collapsed back into bed.

"Can I ask you something, Killua?" He asked as he placed the empty glass on the bedside table.
"Come cuddle with me first, Gon," Killua replied, whining as his stomach cramped.

Gon smiled as he moved to lay next to Killua, the omega pulling the blankets over the both of them and snuggled into Gon's chest, humming as he breathed in his scent.

Gon stayed quiet for a while, allowing Killua time to adjust.
"What'd you want to ask, Gon?" Killua questioned after a small while, worming even closer to Gon.

Gon wrapped his arms around Killua, hugging him tightly.
He hesitated for a moment as he nosed Killua's hair, damp with sweat. "Is it okay...if I, if I bond with you, Killua?" He asked nervously.

Killua hummed again, tilting his head back to look up at Gon; he took in the small blush on Gon's cheeks as he nervously bit his lower lip. Killua leant forward, pecking his lips a few times.
"Yes, Gon, I, I would like it if you did," Killua replied, wanting to shield his eyes from the bright grin he received afterward.

Gon nuzzled into his neck, rumbling deep in his chest as he breathed in Killua's scent. He could smell the heat on Killua, but it wasn't enough to force him into a rut yet.

Right now, Killua was too groggy and grumpy to really want anything more than cuddles, his heat would start up any day now. Killua really hated the pre-heat the most.

His heat started two days later. It was raining outside, thunder clapping as lightning lit up the darkened sky; it was nice and chilly, but Killua woke up feeling incredibly hot.

He was aroused, slick collecting and sliding down his thighs, soaking through his pants and underwear into the sheets, his mind hazy as his body craved and demanded an alpha's knot. He groaned, resisting the urge to stroke his hardened member; he needed Gon.

The alpha was laying on his stomach, his entire face buried in his pillow and if Killua wasn't so dazed with heat, he would have wondered how Gon was even breathing.

He whined, voice smothered and dripping with his want. Gon jerked up sleepily, squinting as he looked around the room before his eyes came to rest on Killua.

Gon's eyes turned dark with lust as he breathed in Killua's scent, moving slowly to pin the omega beneath him.
"Killua," Gon spoke softly, still self aware, but not for long.

"G-Gon, I-please," Killua pleaded with a whine.
Gon hummed, leaning forward and nosing at his neck, inhaling his scent before he started he started to scent him, rubbing his wrists over Killua body as he nuzzled into his neck.

Killua moaned softly, tilting his head back. Gon pulled back, eyes trailing over Killua's face before he leant forward to kiss him. It was heated and rushed right from the start as their desire grew. Gon's rut was starting to take effect.

They pulled apart, rushing to undress one another, clothes ripping and tossed aside, eyes drinking in the sight if their naked lover.

It was far from the first time they saw each other naked, but it was the first time they saw each other in this state, cocks hard and flushed red.

Killua had a near permanent blush on his face as he took in the sheer size of Gon's member. He was nervous, this would be his first time having sex, though he knew it would be fine. It was Gon, after all.

Gon licked his lips and growled deeply. Killua chirped softly as he tilted his head back, body growing limp to show his submission.
"Are you sure this is okay, Killua?" Gon asked for final confirmation, after this, there was no going back.

Killua swallowed. "Yes, Gon, I'm sure,"
Killua made a noise of surprise as he was flipped onto his stomach, hips grabbed to raise him onto his knees. Killua blinked at the pillows in front of him.

Gon trailed a hand down Killua's spine, fighting for control with himself to be gentle. He bit his lip, drawing blood as he briefly watched slick trailing down Killua's thighs, his sweet scent damn near driving Gon insane.

Gon hesitated a moment before he pressed a single finger knuckle deep into Killua's entrance, watching as the digit was taken in easily. Killua moaned softly, rocking his hips back onto the finger.

"Gon-please, I-I need you inside-inside me," Killua pleaded, gasping as Gon pushed in another finger.
Killua couldn't feel any pain in his heat, he'd learned this in his very first heat when he presented.

Gon bit his lip as he pushed in a third finger, gently pulling them out and pressing back in. Killua continued to moan softly, occasionally pleading with Gon to go faster; it wasn't enough.

Killua whined, distressed at not being given what he wanted. He heard Gon chuckle behind him, turning to glare at the alpha over his shoulder. Gon grinned at him as he pulled his fingers out.

"I just had to make sure, Killua," Gon assured with a teasing smirk.
Killua's glare intensified, not noticing as Gon lined himself up, too busy trying to think of a retort.

Killua opened his mouth to reply, but cut off with a high pitched moan as Gon pressed forward, the head of his cock pushing passed the ring of muscle at Killua's hole. "AH! Oh my god!"

Killua gripped the metal headboard with one hand, the other fisting the sheets below him. Gon paused briefly to let Killua breathe, watching with lustful eyes as the omega's body shook.

Gon started pressing forward again, listening to Killua whine and moan. The alpha bit his lower lip as he watched himself sink into Killua's body, letting out a relieved sigh as he was finally sheathed completely, heat surrounding his cock with soft walls squeezing him tightly.

Killua struggled to breathe for a moment, thighs quivering as his body shook. He did not expect Gon to spread him so wide and fill him so completely.

Gon groaned softly as Killua rocked his hips back, tan hands moving to grip Killua's pale hips with bruising force, pulling out slowly before pushing back in.

They both moaned at the pleasure this caused. Gon pulled out again before thrusting back in, creating a steady rhythm. He resisted the urge to fuck Killua as hard and fast as he could, he wanted to try being gentle, first. It was hard to ignore his instincts, though.

"G-Gon, oh! Yes, fa-ah!-faster!" Killua moaned, words broken with gasps of pleasure.
Gon groaned as he started to thrust harder and faster, being rewarded with Killua's moans gaining volume.

Killua's body rocked back and forth with every thrust, arms shaking with the effort to keep himself up. Gon growled, pressing his palm between Killua's shoulder blades, pushing him down into the pillows.

Killua's chest touched the fluffy pillows, head turned to the side so he could breath, hands gripping the sheets and a stray pillow. Gon enjoyed the sight before him, Killua completely submissive below him and taking his cock like he was made for it.

The new angle had Gon thrusting into Killua's prostate, the omega's back arching as his prostate was abused.
"GON! Y-YES! Right there!"
Gon grunted in pleasure as Killua's walls clenched around him.

"K-Killua-I-! I'm close!" Gon panted, moaning as he leant forward to kiss Killua's shoulder.
Killua moaned loudly, moving one hand to grab hold of one of Gon's on his hips.
"Gon, I-ah! I want to-ah, see you,"

Gon pulled back all at once, ignoring Killua's whine of protest as he flipped his lover onto his back. Killua wrapped his legs around Gon's waist, panting softly as he watched Gon smooth his hands up his lover's pale thighs, over his hips, waist and sides.

Killua shivered; it tickled. Gon leant forward to kiss Killua as he pushed back into the pale body beneath him, swallowing a loud moan as he started to thrust again, quickly and easily gaining speed.

Killua pulled away and wrapped his arms around Gon's shoulders, moaning into his neck; he could feel Gon's abdominal muscles work against his.

Gon's knot was starting to form, catching on Killua's rim as he neared his release. Trailing one hand down, he carefully gripped Killua's member, stroking it in time with his thrusts.

Killua gasped loudly, moaning at the added pleasure.
"I-oh-I'm gonna- Gon! I!" Killua moaned, unable to form any words as he felt Gon nose at his neck, his pace slowing as he pressed a kiss over Killua's scent gland on the right side of his neck.

"You're sure, Killua?" Gon asked one last time as he nipped at pale skin, warm breath fanning over Killua's neck.
Killua took deep breaths, swallowing once. "Yes, Gon," he responded with a steady tone. "Please, bond with me," he spoke softly.

Gon pulled away from his neck to kiss him on the lips as he started to thrust again. Killua broke the kiss to pant and moan, groaning the rare few times Gon missed his prostate.

"Gon, I-AH!" Killua cut off with a shout as overwhelming pleasure shot through his body, clenching around Gon as the alpha's knot popped, locking them together.

Gon groaned around the skin in his mouth, jaw locked as he bit into Killua neck. Killua's eyes rolled back as they bonded, briefly forgetting to breathe. His fingers pulled at the strands of hair in Gon's nape, head tilted back.

It felt like it lasted forever. Killua started breathing shakily ad Gon slowly pulled back from his neck, licking his lip clean from blood.

Killua's neck was stained red from blood, the skin around the wound turning a bright red and purple; it looked like it hurt a lot. Gon frowned softly at it.

Killua moved a shaky hand to touch the wound, inhaling sharply through his nose, a soft moan slipping passed his lips, legs squeezing Gon's waist.

Killua smiled up at Gon suddenly and the alpha could clearly see the utter joy that shone in Killua's silvery blue eyes. Gon smiled down at Killua, leaning down to kiss him softly.

He had no idea how long they'd be stuck together and figured, they might as well get comfortable; he was starting to feel sleepy and he could see Killua's eyelids droop.

Gon gripped Killua's thighs and rolled over. Killua giggled softly as they rolled, gently pressing against Gon's chest as the alpha got comfortable on his back.

Gon hugged Killua's waist, one hand gently massaging his mate's lower back, and wasn't that just so amazing? To be able to call Killua his mate? It was perfection. To Gon, Killua was all he'd ever need. And to Killua, Gon was all he'd ever need, too.

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Mito and Alluka were surprised when the two came home, bodies littered with bruises and hickeys as they announced their bonding with blushing cheeks.

Alluka had cheered after a moment of silence, hugging Killua as she exclaimed finally! Mito had congratulated them with a smile and a hug, instructing them to go take a bath, they looked filthy with leaves stuck in their hair and mud on the bottom of their pants.

For the next few months until Gon's seventeenth birthday, they snuck around to find the most comfortable place they could to get their hands on each other. They were like a newlywed couple still in the honeymoon phase.

At nights when their arousal grew too much, Gon had to slap a hand over Killua's mouth to keep him quiet, his own pleasured sounds muffled into Killua's shoulder or neck.

It made it more exciting, the thought of being caught, but Gon disliked having to cover Killua's mouth, it felt as though he were attacking his omega and had to stifle his panicked cries for help. Plus, Gon liked to hear Killua, he could get really loud at times, too.

They started to sneak out at night when things got too heated and more than once Gon had to disinfect wounds on Killua's back from getting cut or scraped against the ground or the bark of whatever tree they ended up fucking against.

It was pleasurable in the moment, but afterward it just hurt too much. They started to bring a blanket with them whenever they went on these escapades, but nothing really beat the comfort of a bed.

Yet, they couldn't do it in Gon's room anymore, what with how wrong it felt to cover each other's mouths and keep quiet; the bed squeaked too much, too. The best they could do was go to their cliff with a blanket and a few pillows.

Their sexual adventures had them trying out all kinds of different positions; Gon personally like those few times Killua rode him. They came across a lake once, with beautifully clear water that practically glowed green at night.

Killua was eager to try something in there, but Gon chuckled at him.
"No unless you want pups already, Killua," Gon stated with a grin.
Killua frowned in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"This lake was used a lot by couples who couldn't get pregnant. It's supposedly got fertile water, or something like that. I can't really remember," Gon explained.

Killua's eyebrows rose in surprise. "What? So a couple has sex in here and they get a pup nine months later?" He asked curiously.
Gon nodded sagely.

"That's," Killua trailed off as he gazed at the lake, chest feeling funny. "Really weird," he finished.
Gon chuckled at him as he walked towards him, clasping his hand, he lead his mate far away from the lake.

They spent Gon's seventeenth birthday celebrating with a few of their friends and afterward, Mito and Alluka left the house for a few hours to allow them a tender while of lovemaking in an actual bed with no fear of being caught.

After that, they went on as normal, except that one extremely awkward time Mito had caught them right in the middle of their session. The two kept their hands to themselves after that.

On Killua's seventeenth birthday, Mito suggested that the two of them find their own place. They both felt really reluctant, Killua not wanting to leave Alluka and Gon not wanting to leave Mito and the place he grew up.

The woman suggested they think on it, first, stating that they could always come visit. They spent around a month considering this before they talked about where they would even live.

Eventually, they left the island for a few weeks to go look at places, settling on a nice two bedroom apartment in Yorknew City. The bought a few things for their new apartment before going back to Whale Island to share the news.

Killua insisted on leaving a spare key to their place for Mito and Alluka, in case something happened and they needed to come inside. Gon was all for it, he didn't completely like the idea of leaving the two woman alone.

They settled into their new place, calling Alluka and Mito at least once a day to ensure they were okay. Those calls turned weekly soon after once they all got more comfortable.

Mito and Alluka visited them once or twice, their friends stopping by occasionally, too. Gon and Killua spent the first two months in their new apartment fucking on any available surface, until they decided to start working as hunters.

They managed to save up a lot of money as they worked and didn't spend much. Killua stated they needed to save even more for a bigger home one day.

Gon didn't ask why Killua wanted a bigger place, it was obvious with how he started to gain interest with children and babies clothing, often cooing and pointing them out to Gon whenever they entered a clothes store.

Killua didn't seem to notice, though, so Gon let it be. He needed Killua to realise his desires on his own. Gon didn't want to suggest it and have Killua suddenly feeling as if he needed to do it for Gon.

Gon had thought this through, he didn't want to enter a mate bond with Killua without doing research first. He didn't want to just jump in head first and deal with the consequences later, like he used to do.

He considered the fact that once Killua was mated, it wouldn't take too long before his omega side would start demanding domesticity.

It was part of the reason why he had taken so long to ask Killua to be his mate. He had thought long and hard whether he would one day want to settle down and have children, because he knew it was a possibility.

It was hard, at first, to imagine himself like that, but once he started to imagine what his and Killua's children would look like, he grew fonder and fonder of the idea, until it was all he could think about.

Now, he just needed Killua to realise what he wanted before he could suggest it. Gon knew that in life, anything could happen, and it can get cut short far too easily, so he wanted to start with his own family as soon as he possibly could. He wanted a big family, too.

He wasn't like Ging, as most people had thought at first. He wanted this with Killua, he wanted to make and raise a family with Killua. He wanted to be there through all the big and small moments. Now, he just needed Killua to tell him he wanted it too.

Gon could tell it would happen soon, as they entered a rather busy store. There was a young mother on the phone with a crying baby in her arms, the contents of her purse spilled on the floor.

She was clearly distressed as she tried to calm her baby, talk on the phone and pick up her things before they got stolen, all the while sitting on her knees. Gon could tell she was an omega by her scent and had to wonder if she had a mate, and if so, where were they?

She scanned the store with panicked eyes, trying to find someone that seemed trust worthy enough to hold her baby. Her eyes landed on Killua and she shot him a pleading look.

Gon watched his mate scurry over quickly, smiling calmly as he leant forward, stretching his arms out to the woman who thanked him repeatedly as she gently placed her baby in his arms.

Killua gently started to rock the baby as the woman attempted to reach underneath the displays to gather her things. Gon smiled at her as he got down on his knees and helped her.

She seemed a bit nervous, glancing up at her baby to see Killua managing to calm the crying infant. Gon handed over all her things with a bright smile, ignoring her embarrassed blush as he held a box of tampons in his hand along with some makeup and wet wipes.

It was normal things for a woman to have in her purse, so Gon continued to smile reassuringly at the woman. She calmed down at that, chuckling softly as she took her things from his hands.

"Thank you so much, this is embarrassing," she admitted with a relieved smile.
"Don't worry about it!" Gon stated with a bright smile.

The two turned to watch as Killua cooed gently at the baby, a soft smile on his lips as the little girl stared up at him with curious eyes.
"You're really good with her," the woman noted as she walked closer.

Killua blinked, seemingly only just then realising where he was and what he was doing; he blushed. The woman smiled brightly as he gently handed the baby back to her.

The woman thanked them a few more times before she meandered off, much more calm and collected. Gon smiled at Killua, taking his daydreaming mate's hand and leading him about the store as he got what they needed.

Killua was deep in his thoughts for about a month after that and Gon mostly left him to it. He occasionally distracted Killua to prevent him from thinking too hard about it.

"Gon," Killua called his attention.
Gon made a curious noise as he brushed his teeth, Killua already sitting on the bed, legs crossed and hands in his lap.

"You," Killua hesitated. "You want me to be more honest, right?" He asked.
Gon felt his heart skip a beat and then start pounding in his chest as he rinsed his mouth.

"That's right," he stated as he walked into the bedroom, sliding in beside Killua on the bed.
Killua turned to face him better, their knees brushing as they both sat crossed leg.

Killua kept his eyes on his own hands, fidgeting a bit. "About anything, right?" He asked quietly.
Gon nodded. "Yeah,"

Killua grew quiet, chewing on his lower lip. Gon allowed him a moment to gather his thoughts, knowing that this must be hard for Killua. His omega doesn't ask for things very often.

"I, I uhm," Killua stammered, glancing at Gon's face.
"You can tell me anything, Killua," Gon assured, eyes searching for that beautiful shade of blue.

Killua took a deep breath as he stared into Gon's warm, reassuring eyes. He exhaled shakily.
"I want to have a baby!" Killua blurted, face bright red from embarrassment.

Killua stared at him apprehensively and Gon just had to take a moment to reel in his excitement and joy, lest he want to tackle Killua and squish him and get started right away.

He couldn't stop the bright grin from slipping onto his face, his body was shaking a bit, too. Killua looked at him warily.
"Finally!" Gon shouted, causing Killua to jump in surprise.

"What?" Killua asked, confused, but still accepted an excited hug from Gon.
"I've been waiting for you to tell me this, Killua!" Gon admitted.
Killua seemed surprised. "You were?"

Gon nodded eagerly. "I've wanted to tell you I want to start a family since before we even bonded! But, I didn't want you to feel pressured, so I let you tell me in your own time," he explained.

Killua's surprise only grew, before he smiled happily at Gon. "You considerate dummy, I love you,"
Killua cupped his cheeks and pulled him into a kiss.

They talked more about it a little later after they celebrated and decided they'd go see a doctor just before Killua turned eighteen.

Once they did, the doctor gave him a clean bill of health and instructions to stop using his birth control. They waited for his next heat two months later before they started trying for a baby.

Realistically, they both knew it wouldn't happen right away, but they still couldn't prevent the disappointment at not receiving any results. Gon noted that Killua got disheartened and a bit depressed fairly quickly.

After a few months of trying, Gon told Killua he wanted to go visit Whale Island. Killua had agreed, a change of scenery and his sister would surely help him out of his depression.

They planned on staying for a week, the first night spent catching up with the two women and sleeping peacefully in Gon's old, squeaky bed. The two giggled at fond memories

The next day they spent at home with Alluka, eating dinner at home again before Gon pulled Killua out of the house as the sun set. Mito had a knowing look in her eyes as she waved them off.

"Where are we going, Gon?" Killua asked as Gon lead him through the forest.
He was blindfolded and being carried on Gon's back as the alpha claimed that it was a surprise.

"I'm not telling, Killua," Gon stated with a mischievous tone.
Killua sighed before nuzzling into the back of Gon's neck.
"Don't fall asleep, 'kay?" Gon said softly.

Killua hummed, deciding to press kisses to Gon's neck to keep himself awake. He nipped at Gon's sweet spot, arousal stirring as Gon growled at him.

"We're here," Gon announced, allowing Killua to slide off of his back.
Killua moved to take the blindfold off, removing the black cloth once he got confirmation from Gon.

He blinked, staring at the distantly familiar lake. The water was starting to glow a beautiful blue-green colour. There was a blanket spread out not too far from the bank of the lake, with candles lit up and rose petals spread about. It was very romantic.

Killua blushed crimson, turning to hide his face in Gon's chest, choosing to ignore the vibrations of Gon's laughter.
"Don't be shy, Killua," Gon stated with amusement as he gripped Killua's upper arms and pulled him back to look him in the eyes. "You remember what I said about this lake, don't you?" He murmured.

Killua nodded, biting his lower lip as Gon pulled back from him, an attractive smirk on his lips as he took off his shirt.
"Strip, Killua," Gon commanded, voice deeper than usual.

Killua felt that all the way to his cock as he did as told, making sure to put on a little show for his alpha. Killua was a little worried about how clean this water could be, but decided to follow Gon in nonetheless.

The water was surprisingly warm, relaxing his muscles quite a bit as he sank into it's depths. Gon swam towards him with a mischievous glint in his eyes and smile.

Killua allowed him to grip his hips and pull him towards himself, wrapping his pale legs around Gon's waist.
"No one really uses this lake anymore since people tend to go to doctors now when they have trouble conceiving," Gon explained as one hand caressed Killua's thigh.

Killua hummed curiously.
Gon smiled at him. "We're only supposed to bathe in the lake and then go home where we'd try again. It used to be a big ceremony, but most people forgot about it,"

"Some people claim the water acts like an aphrodisiac, which is why most couples never struggle to conceive after they've bathed in it," he explained as he started to trail kisses up and down Killua's neck and collarbone.

"I take it we're not going home, though," Killua mumbled with a breathy moan.
Gon chuckled against his throat. "You're right. Killua is always so smart," Gon praised.

Killua lowered his head to look Gon in the eyes, feeling a bit nervous at the damn near evil grin his mate wore.
"Killua should be ready for a long night," Gon pointed out as he thrust a single finger into Killua's entrance.

Killua moaned loudly in surprise.
"You're going to be so sore tomorrow, Killua. Just so you know, I am sorry in advance," Gon stated; he didn't seem very sorry though.

Killua suffered through one of the most exhausting nights of his life, having to take Gon's knot seven times; he definitely was sore the next morning. Though, it wasn't really suffering, he did find it extremely pleasurable in the moment. He had to wonder if the water had any sort of chemical in it that really did cause it to act as an aphrodisiac.

That, or Gon just had monstrous stamina that he kept hidden from Killua all this time. The rest of the week was spent lazing around in bed, Gon pampering Killua as the omega couldn't walk the day after their love making.

They went home with Mito and Alluka promising to come visit soon. Six weeks later, Killua started to feel a little sick and a bit bloated. He had trouble waking up in the mornings, falling asleep early at night and sleeping well passed noon on some days.

Alluka came to visit them on seventh week and watched with excitement as Killua made a nest on his and Gon's bed, one that he ended up destroying because it agitated him too much. His neat side didn't like the cluttered mess that was a nest.

Gon made an appointment with their doctor for the following week and that's when Killua's morning sickness started to take effect. Gon pointed out to Killua that he was showing a lot of the symptoms, but the omega refused to get too excited for fear of it being something other than what they wanted.

"We should make a recording to document the babies growth!" Alluka suggested one night over dinner.
Killua scowled down at his plate, far too nauseous to force anything down.

"We can show them when they're older, wouldn't that be fun, Killua?" Gon asked, smiling brightly at his mate.
"No," Killua disagreed, steadily growing paler the longer he stared at his food.

"It'll be fun, Killua!" Gon insisted as he pushed Killua's plate away, standing up from his seat. "Or do you disagree because you'll be in the spotlight for the first few months?" He asked as he steered his mate to the bathroom.

Killua looked up at him in confusion.
"That's not it. I just think it's, that it's-stupid-" Killua doubled over the toilet, emptying his stomach all the while listening to Gon point out reasons to him as to why he thinks it'd be a good idea as he rubbed Killua's back comfortingly.

Killua was so grateful to Gon.
"Fine!" Killua agreed once he'd finished, flushing the toilet. "But we're only showing it to them when they're eighteen, got it?" He stated sternly.

Gon cheered, planting a kiss on Killua's lips, uncaring of the smell of vomit on Killua's breath. The omega wrinkled his nose and went to brush his teeth. He loved Gon and he couldn't wait for this new part of their future together.

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He walked casually down the street, the hood of his black hoodie pulled over his head; he briefly checked his reflection in the broken glass of a window of some bar to ensure that the hood covered his face well enough.

Happy enough, his long legs continued to carry him down the street, soon entering the nicer, wealthier parts of the city, he had a specific house in mind. Or well, apartment, really.

He felt pleased once he spotted it, climbing the stairs two at a time until he reached the right floor, eyes scanning the numbers until he found the number he had been searching for.

He glanced around at his surroundings, checking to make sure no one was around. It was dark outside already, he felt confident in his knowledge that all the occupants of the house were currently not inside.

He crouched down low as he pulled out a small, silver case. He took out what he'd need and proceeded to pick the lock. It took a few moments, but eventually, the door unlocked with a soft 'click.'

Pocketing his tools, he glanced around one last time before he opened the door and slid inside. He switched the light on as he pulled off his hood, turquoise eyes taking in his new surroundings.

He stepped further into the apartment, switching on lights as he went. He was aiming to walk towards a door with the name 'Izuku' on it when something caught his eye.

The was a small bookcase in the corner of the living room, filled with books and a potted plant, it held three photographs at the very top. He walked closer, frowning down at one of the photo's.

One scarred hand reached out and plucked it off of it's resting spot, fingers gripping the frame gently. He scowled down at the happy family photo.

He could recognize Midoriya Izuku anywhere and he was clearly the little brat in this photo. The other two people, he couldn't quite recognise. He could see the resemblance, though, so they were obviously Izuku's parents.

His eyes seemed to focus solely on the happy male holding the little brat. His grip tightened. The man, he looked so much like his mother, with white hair and pale skin, that ethereal beauty clearly giving away their omega status.

He carefully placed the photo down for fear of cracking the frame or breaking the glass. He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture.

Such a happy family, he could have had this, too, if it weren't for that man. He scowled, anger boiling before he took a deep breath, he couldn't let his flames out and burn the place down.

He was supposed to be quick and inconspicuous. With one last longing look at the happy family in the photo--he squashed down that longing--he turned away and walked towards the door he had been aiming at.

He opened it, slipping inside and glancing around. He didn't really see anything worth taking note of for future plans. Sighing softly, he plopped down in the computer chair, eyes trailing over the various All Might posters and figurines.

He scoffed, his mind briefly reminding him of a fond memory of a certain little brother of his, sitting beside him with eager eyes and barely contained excitement as they watched another interview with All Might.

He let out an amused breath as he swivelled in the chair and turned towards the computer, pressing the power button. He waited for a few minutes as it started, bored eyes taking in the mess on the desk.

A USB caught his attention. Shrugging, he plugged it into the computer, humming in interest at the video he saw on it. It was about three hours long, not enough time for him to watch it here.

He pulled out that same case from earlier, pulled out his own USB; he copied the video onto it. He shut off the computer after looking through it's contents, placing the USB back where he'd found it.

As he left the apartment, he made sure to leave everything as he'd found it, taking a few moments to lock the door behind him.

As he walked, he pulled out his phone to stare at the picture of Izuku's family. Well, he supposes, with time, it would be his family, too. He smiled sadly at the silver haired male in the photo. Too bad he wouldn't be able to meet them under better circumstances.

"What the fuck?! Ugh!" Killua groaned in frustration, slumping back into his seat in defeat.
Denki patted him on the back sympathetically as Katsuki grinned in victory.

"Yes, bitch, I won!" He cheered with a happy smile.
"Don't rub it in!" Killua whined, glaring half-heartedly at the blond alpha who only smirked at him.

"Who knew you'd suck at bowling, Killua?" Gon asked with a smile, chuckling softly as Killua's glare focused with more ferocity on him.
"Don't you start, too," the omega hissed, his hair standing on end with static as electricity sparked in his fingers.

He must be really frustrated.
"It's not like I did any better, either," Denki said with a pitiful pout.
"I failed, too," Shoto pointed out blankly.

Killua pouted again as he and Denki embraced in a mournful hug. Ochaco snorted at the two dramatic men, taking a sip of her drink as she settled beside Tenya.

"I could always teach you, mom," Izuku offered with a smile.
Killua looked at him with sparkling eyes, as if he had just offered him an entire truck full of chocolate. "Would you?"

Izuku nodded, standing up and pulling Killua with him. Denki pouted as his patty party was broken up, choosing instead to hug Hitoshi's left arm. His alpha looked like he'd rather be anywhere else, but it was pack night, he couldn't refuse.

Unless he wanted Katsuki's screaming in his ear, that is. It wasn't like he really minded, he was just tired from hero work, but he didn't really want to refuse spending time with his pack mates and parents.

Speaking of, he really needed to pester Katsuki or Izuku into telling the two adults they were pack parents, he doubted they had figured it out yet. He watched as a group of high school students danced on the dancefloor in the corner, just knowing Denki would pull him onto the floor to bust some moves.

He wasn't even sure where the fuck they were. Toru and Mina had suggested this place to Izuku the other day, apparently, and the smaller alpha insisted they go there for their pack night.

Honestly, every night might as well be pack night. Well, every second night, they were still mindful to give Izuku sufficient bonding time with his parents.

Every other night, the pack showed up at the Midoriya's and had dinner or just spent time together. It got annoying since Inko's apartment got crowded easily, but they sucked it up.

The place they were at now was like a bowling alley, gaming area, dance club and laser tag all shoved into one thing. It was insane, but very lively and actually a lot of fun.

Hitoshi watched as Eijirou pulled Katsuki onto the dance floor, the two grinding against each other to the beat of the music. Hitoshi supposes this was like a club for people under the age of twenty one.

Shoto sat awkwardly in his seat, obviously feeling left out, as Tenya and Ochaco had left to go dance, too. Gon stood up, smiling brightly at the young omega and dragged him onto the dance floor, too.

The two danced some fast paced thing that had Hitoshi cringing at how much effort it must be taking, but Shoto seemed happy as he smiled and even laughed after his initial surprise.

Hitoshi watched for a few moments as Izuku attempted--and failed--to teach Killua how to bowl. Seriously, that boy had the patience of a saint.

"C'mon, Hitoshi baby, let's go dance." Denki stood up with an eager smile and Hitoshi didn't even bother complaining when Denki smiled at him like that.

He was dragged onto the dance floor, and suddenly his arms were filled with Denki dancing sensually against him. He needed to be careful, lest he want to pop a boner in the middle of a crowded dance floor.

He noticed Izuku and Killua join too, after a moment, obviously having given up on the impossible. Killua pulled Izuku into a fast paced dance, though it wasn't too fast paced as the young alpha stumbled a bit.

Killua was smiling brightly at Izuku as he showed him how to move his feet, praising Izuku as he quickly started to get it right. Soon, they were pacing all over the dance floor, Killua leading at first before handing the leading role over to Izuku.

Their dance wasn't quite as fast as Gon and Shoto's, but it still had Hitoshi mourning for their feet. How was it possible for Gon and Shoto to still keep going? How was neither of them tired yet?

He could hear Killua and Izuku's laughter over the music, and smiled. They were having fun and that's all that mattered. Shoto also needed someone to fill in and heal that father role Endeavour had destroyed.

There was literally no one better suited for that than Gon, all of them thought so. Gon and Killua were the best parents one could ask for, really.

"Hey, Katsuki," Hitoshi called over the music, allowing Denki to slip from his grasp and steal Eijirou away from the blond alpha.
Hitoshi wasn't sure if he should suddenly start dancing with his pack alpha or if that would be too awkward.

Katsuki pulled him towards himself, the two standing close together and gently swaying to the music, which Hitoshi was grateful for.
"Too much fucking energy!" Katsuki growled, wiping his forearm over his forehead.

Hitoshi chuckled in agreement. "Should we tell them?" He asked, jerking his head in the direction of Gon spinning Shoto in a circle, catching the young omega in his arms as he grew too dizzy, the two laughing.

Katsuki bit his lower lip. "Shit, we probably should, 's not like we can hide it forever,"
Hitoshi nodded, a smirk starting to pull at his lips. "Let's tell them at home, but for now,"

Katsuki made a strangled noise as he was pulled deeper onto the dance floor and lead along into some sort of medium paced dance. He really hated dancing, but this fun enough, he supposes.

Eventually, Hitoshi switched partners with Eijirou, his arms full with a buzzing, excited Denki as they started dancing, too. Shoto was still dancing with Gon and Izuku still with Killua, both teens seeming to be getting a bit tired, but didn't want to stop. They were having too much fun.

They even passed Ochaco and Tenya, who standing in the corner just talking. Hitoshi could smell a romance coming.
"Oh my god, this is so exhausting!" Katsuki shouted from somewhere to the right.

"Don't give up so soon!" Eijirou spoke with laughter in his voice.
"Come dance with me, Katsuki," Killua demanded as Izuku walked away from him tiredly. The poor boy looked far too exhausted for dancing.

Katsuki groaned loud and painful but still walked into Killua's arms. Killua took a few moments to show Katsuki what to do before they were dancing around.

Katsuki looked like he was in hell. Shoto gave up soon after, slumping down in a seat next to Izuku; Eijirou was Gon's next target. It was sweet, honestly, to watch Gon and Killua dance with his friends.

Eijirou was grinning brightly as he was swept around the dancefloor, the two laughing in joy ad they went. Katsuki grumbled and groaned as he was forced into leading.

Hitoshi realised a short while later that he'd probably be one of their next targets. He tried to subtly lead Denki to the edge of the dance floor, but was shoved forward and into Killua's awaiting arms as Katsuki left the dance floor, exhausted.

"Take him next, mo-Killua!" Denki called with a grin.
Hitoshi groaned as Killua smiled up at him and showed him where to put his hands.

He noticed Denki grinning far too brightly as he practically fell into Gon, barely able to contain his excitement as he was swept away. That boy had too much energy; he could only hope Gon burned through at least some of it.

Hitoshi barely managed to last ten minutes before Killua had to give him up. Hitoshi flopped into a seat next to Eijirou, watching as Killua danced with Ochaco next, and then Tenya.

He was like twice their age, how could he still have enough energy to dance with Gon after Denki had to pull away? The group watched their parents dance, smiling and laughing as they talked about something.

It was so sweet to see the two, still so deeply in love, even after all these years and everything they went through. Denki and Eijirou clapped and whooped as Gon dipped Killua low, pressing a kiss to his lips.

Hitoshi honestly hoped he and Denki would be the same in twenty years.
"We should go home, it's getting late and you boys and girl have work tomorrow," Killua pointed out as he lead Gon off of the dance floor.

They didn't even seem out of breath. Hitoshi felt a little jealous of their stamina.
"There's something we need to talk about first, when we get back," Katsuki stated as he stood up.

"Are we finally telling them?!" Eijirou asked in excitement as he laced his fingers with Shoto's. Killua looked wary.
"It's nothing bad," Shoto assured.

They gathered their belongings, Killua briefly checking them all over to insure they were warm enough before they exited the building.

"It's so cold!" Denki whined as he buried himself into Hitoshi's side.
Eijirou stuck himself to Shoto's left side, sighing in relief as his lover activated his quirk to warm him up.

Izuku was similarly snuggled into Katsuki's side, Ochaco and Tenya walking closer together for heat. Killua glanced back at them with concern, hand clasped with Gon's.

Denki really wanted to whine to him about the cold, but he was far too cold to do that. They made their way home, Izuku unlocking the door. Inko seemed to be home.

"Boys! I'm glad you're all home safely, I'll make some hot chocolate!" Inko called from the kitchen.
"Thanks, mom!" Izuku called as they took off their winter's clothing.

They spread out on the sofas, snuggled closer together for warmth. Gon froze, though, sniffing at the air as Inko entered with a tray of cups. Killua practically moaned at the taste of the sweet drink.

He had the lucky ability to drink hot drinks just after they were made. Gon frowned, sniffing a few more times before he growled, deep and threatening.

The pack tensed at the sound.
"Gon?" Killua asked in concern.
"There was someone in here," he stated as he followed his nose to Izuku's room.

"Nothing seems to be missing," Inko noted as her eyes swept across the room.
"No, that photo's out of place." Killua pointed at one of the photos on the small bookcase.

It was the one of him, Gon and Izuku when the younger was a few months old.
"They didn't steal anything in here, though," Killua stated as his eyes swept over the rest of the room. "Gon?"

"Nothing in here, they sat on the chair, but nothing's gone," he reported as he sat down next to Killua.
"You have a crazy sense of smell," Ochaco pointed out.

Gon grinned at her as Inko passed him his hot drink.
"What was it you wanted to talk about, Katsuki?" Killua questioned.
The young alpha nearly choked on his drink at the sudden reminder, coughing a few times.

"Oh, that, uhm." He cleared his throat, red eyes avoiding looking at the two adult males. "We, uh, wanted to tell you something. Ask you something?"
"You sound very unsure about this," Gon pointed out.

Eijirou decided to have mercy on his mate and turned to look at their--hopefully--pack parents. "We wanted to ask if you'd accept the roles of this pack's parents?"

Both Gon and Killua's eyes widened as Inko smiled proudly.
"But, but what about Inko? Shouldn't she rather be pack mom?" Killua asked softly.

Inko shook her head; she knew what Killua was doing. He wanted her to feel part of this pack, he didn't want her to feel as though he was stealing her spot.

"I think pack aunt suits me better. Besides, I don't have enough energy to look after these lot," Inko explained with a chuckle.
Killua stared at her with unsure eyes.

She nodded to him, reassuring. Killua glanced at Gon who smiled at him.
"Then, we accept," Killua answered with a happy smile.
Relief flooded the pack as they surged forward to pile on top of the two adults in a group hug.

They all laughed and wiped at tears that had fallen. Realistically, they had known Gon and Killua wouldn't really say no, but it was a big role and what if they hadn't wanted it?

"Gon, Killua, I do need to speak with you two, if you have a moment?" Inko asked as the group pulled away.
"We should probably go anyway, it's getting late," Katsuki mentioned, ignoring the disappointed whining and groaning his pack gave him.

Inko waved goodbye to the kids as they walked to the front door, moving to take a seat in the kitchen. She needed to figure out how to word her next few sentences right, lest she want them to take it the wrong way.

"Go ahead and get ready for bed, Izuku," Gon called as they walked into the kitchen.
Izuku nodded, kissed Inko's cheek goodnight and left the kitchen.

"What's this about, Inko?" Killua asked softly as he sat across from the woman.
"Is everything okay, Aunt Inko?" Gon questioned, sitting next to Killua; he watched his aunt.

Inko chewed her lower lip, unsure how to start.
"I, we have a bit of a problem," she started carefully, cringing slightly at the instant looks of concern she received.

"We-my-the apartment is...too small for all four of us, and with Izuku's friends coming over so frequently, it just gets too crowded," she pointed out, biting her lower lip again as the two boy glanced at each other.

Killua hesitated. "Do you...want us to move out?" He asked.
Inko shook her head vehemently, before she seemed to rethink the action and then shrugged.

"I don't want you to separate from Izuku so soon, but I also don't think we can stay here," Inko explained.
Killua and Gon seemed to consider this.

"We should...buy a house or something," Killua mumbled, mostly to himself.
Inko made a surprised noise.
"Just think about it! No need to answer right away, okay? Consider it, at least," Killua added quickly.

"We don't want to separate you from Izuku, either, it wouldn't be fair to either of you two. If you don't want to, I'm sure we can figure something else out, okay?" Killua explained.

Inko nodded. "I'll think about it," she replied.
Killua was so sweet and really considerate of other people's feelings. It was so heart-warming; Inko didn't have to think about her answer for very long.

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Izuku sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair, tugging at the strands as he was deep in thought. There was little over four weeks left until Christmas and there was just so much he needed to do.

He wanted his parents to meet All Might before then, maybe some of his other friends, too; he still needed to go buy gifts for everyone and holy shit what should he get his parents?!

What would they even be interested in?! Okay, sure, he could probably get his mom some chocolate, but that wasn't really a good enough Christmas gift.

Shit, what about his mates? Double shit, Shoto's mom was coming home in three weeks, too!
"Are you okay?" Ochaco asked from his left.
Izuku made a noise of surprise. "Oh! Yeah, uhm, just thinking!" He explained.

Ochaco observed him for a moment before she smiled. "Go home, Izuku," she stated.
The alpha's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "But what about patrol?"

Ochaco shook her head. "There's only an hour left of your shift, I can handle it. I'll call you if something happens, but for now, go home and spend some time with Gon and Killua,"

Izuku bit his lip, considering. He didn't want to just throw all his responsibilities onto Ochaco, but on the other hand, he really wants to spend time with his mom and dad. Besides, Ochaco wouldn't have offered if she didn't mean it.

"Thank you, so much, I owe you one!" Izuku called as he jogged away.
Ochaco waved after him, laughing softly. She pulled out her phone and called Mina, she was sure that her pink friend would spend the remainder of her patrol with her.

"I'm home!" Izuku called as he walked into the house, shivering from the cold as he shut the door.
"Izuku!" Killua called and rounded the corner with a massive smile on his lips. "Welcome home!"

Izuku smiled as his mom pulled him into a tight hug, one he never wanted to pull away from; his mother was just so warm.
"Gon and I were thinking of going to the mall, you know, we need to buy some presents for Christmas," Killua explained, rubbing one hand up and down his back, attempting to purr whilst he talked.

Killua really liked purring, Izuku noted as his mother pulled back to look him in the eyes.
"You want to come with us?" Killua asked, hope burning in his eyes.

Izuku smiled and nodded eagerly. "Of course! I do still need to get presents of my own," he explained with a sheepish smile.
Killua's face lit up like a Christmas tree as he ruffled Izuku's soft curls, purring loudly as he did.

Izuku could see Gon peak around the corner and watch them fondly as Killua started to nuzzle him.
"Let's go!" Killua announced, reaching passed Izuku to grab a scarf from the coat rack, wrapping it around Izuku's neck.

He smiled as his mother dressed him, choosing to just let him do as he pleases, it wasn't like he was doing anything annoying, so it didn't matter all that much. Killua slipped his coat back on for him too, before he seemed to realize what he was doing.

"S-sorry," he mumbled with a blush.
Gon smiled sadly at him.
"That's okay, mom!" Izuku reassured, watching as Killua's eyes lit up again at being called mom; it sort of hurt Izuku's heart a bit. "I don't mind it, it's nice when you dress me like this," he reassures.

Killua seemed a bit reluctant to believe him, but then he smiled and started to purr again as he placed a wool hat on his curls, Izuku buttoning up his own coat.

He was significantly more warm when he stepped out into the winter air; he should consider asking Killua to keep dressing him, it seemed. A mother always knew how to dress their children according to the weather.

Izuku tended to underdress in the winter. Izuku lead them to the bus stop, they needed to get a car, really. Public transport sucked. They got on, taking the far back seat with Izuku sitting in the middle.

"I hate vehicles," Killua stated as he sank into his seat a bit.
Gon smiled at Killua. "Yeah, they're so slow," he pointed out.
Izuku glanced between them, eyes sparking in interest. "You want to run to the mall the instead?" He asked.

Both Gon and Killua at him with interest.
"Let's make it a race!" Gon spoke eagerly with a bright grin.
Killua perked up. "Loser buys dinner?" He suggested.

"Deal!" Izuku stated, watching as both his parents practically buzzed with energy.
"Are you sure it's okay to use your ability in the city, Izuku?" Killua asked curiously.

Izuku nodded. "Yeah! I have a hero license, so it should be fine," he explained.
Gon blinked. "Hero license?"
Izuku nodded and reached into his pocket for his wallet, pulling out the card to show them.

Killua took the card gently, eyes scanning the card with a smile. "You're a real hero," he stated as he handed the card to Gon.
"This sort of reminds me of our hunter's licenses," Gon mentioned.

"Can I see?" Izuku asked eagerly.
Gon nodded, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his card. "Killua and I both are single star Hunter's now," he explained as he handed his card over to Izuku.

"Wow," Izuku said in awe.
"That thing has a lot of privileges, it can even be sold for a few billion jenny," Killua stated.
Izuku suddenly felt as if he were holding some type of priceless treasure in his hand.

"Why do you look like you're being held at gunpoint?" Killua asked, referring to Izuku's photo on his license.
"Uhm," Izuku uttered as he handed Gon his license back. "I don't know?"

Killua snorted as the bus came to a stop, Izuku standing and leading them off of the vehicle.
"Alright, some rules. Can we use abilities?" Killua questions.

Gon pouted. "It's no fair when you use your ability, Killua. The race will only be between Izuku and I then,"
Izuku's interest was peaked. "Really? I want to see! Uhm," he spoke eagerly before shrinking in on himself a bit.

Most people didn't like it when he got so eager about abilities.
"You're just saying that because you know you'll lose," Killua replied to Gon as he placed a warm, reassuring hand on Izuku's cheek.

Gon pouted again. "Fine! I just know I'm going to lose," he whined.
Gon was raw power; he wasn't made for speed like Killua and Izuku.
Killua had a glint in his eye as he moved to lead them into an alley.

Izuku briefly gave them directions to the mall.
"Okay, when the rock hits the ground, we start," Killua stated as he picked up a small rock.

Izuku powered up One For All to eighty percent, he had a feeling this was going to be intense; he really wanted to spar against his parents.
Izuku could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end with static.

It sort of felt like when Denki uses his ability to the point where his brain short circuits--which doesn't happen quite as often anymore--but more intense. He watched in fascination as Killua's hair went jagged and he started to glow a soft blue.

"My ability is called Godspeed," Killua explained, smiling softly at the look of pure awe on Izuku's face. "I can separate it into two different types. One, called Whirlwind, it basically heightens my reflexes. The other, Speed of Lightning, well," he trailed off, smirking. "It gives me the speed of lightning,"

Izuku felt his excitement grow; he'd need one hundred percent, maybe even more if he wants to beat someone with the speed of lightening.
"Ready?" Killua asked, holding out his hand.

"This is so unfair," Gon grumbled, but got ready nonetheless.
Killua chuckled before flicking his finger, the rock sailing through the air, landing with a dull thud.

Killua was gone in the blink of an eye, and Izuku could only stare in shock; he hadn't even been able to take a step.
"I guess it's just you and me now," Gon stated with a chuckle. "He's probably already there,"

"Holy shit," Izuku muttered quietly, causing Gon to laugh louder before he took off running.
Izuku blinked before he took of running, too. Gon was pretty fast, too.

Izuku wasn't sure where his father was, maybe he got lost, or maybe he was already there. Izuku could see the mall in the distance, closing in on it quickly. Killua was leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets as he waited.

Izuku landed with a gentle thud, Gon appeared by his side a few seconds later.
"You lose, Gon!" Killua cheered with a happy smile.
Gon pouted. "This is so unfair!"

Killua laughed joyously as he throws an arm around Izuku's shoulders. "You can't whine about it now! You lose, so you have to buy us dinner!"
Gon sighed, but grinned nonetheless. "Okay,"

Izuku watched Gon watching Killua with a fond look as the omega cheered quietly to himself, leading the way into the mall.
Killua turned around, smiling fondly at them. "C'mon boys, we have a lot of shopping to do,"

Gon turned to grin at Izuku, throwing a heavy arm around his shoulders and walking them forward.
"Coming Killua!" Gon called, bright grin still in place.

Izuku couldn't stop smiling as Gon grabbed Killua around the waist, leading the three of them into the mall.
"It's huge!" Killua spoke in awe as they entered.

Izuku watched his parents look at all the shops with childlike interest.
"Let's go here first!" Killua called as he dragged his boys into the first clothes shop he could spot.

Gon whined all the way; Killua was almost as enthusiastic about fashion as he was chocolate. It was like those cliché moments in movies where the boyfriend almost falls asleep waiting for his girlfriend to finish trying on clothes, Izuku noted.

Except, the difference being that Killua was forcing them to try on different outfits, insisting they both need warmer clothes. Killua sat back, watching as they came out with new outfits, muttering to himself as he rejected or accepted the outfit.

They didn't complain, though, as Killua smiled happily once they exited the store. Izuku already felt exhausted and they barely even got started.

Gon dragged them into a fishing store next, staring in awe at all the different fishing rods and hooks, Izuku took careful note of the ones he seemed most eager about.

It was almost like going to the store with his friends, except Gon and Killua both have much more energy. It was like they were still kids, what with how they flittered from one shop to another, never once even slowing down or complaining.

"I'm starting to get hungry," Killua mentioned as they walked out of a music store.
Izuki was deep in his thoughts, trying desperately to think of where he needed to go to get gifts for his pack and family.

"Lets go get something to eat then," Gon stated.
"Izuku?" Killua called, turning around and sweat dropping as Izuku muttered furiously to himself, a look of utter concentration on his face.

Gon chuckled deeply as Killua moved to get in Izuku's face. "Izuku baby?" He waved a hand in front of Izuku's face.
"Huh?! Oh! Uhm." Izuku laughed sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck.

Killua smiled fondly at him. "Take us to the food court?" He asked.
"Oh! It's this way," Izuku spoke as he turned around, smiling as his parents followed after him.

They stood in line to get some food which Gon paid for, finding a table soon after to share a meal together.
"Should we maybe split up a bit after this?" Killua asked, voice muffled around some fries.

Gon nodded. "We should get our gifts for each other and then meet up somewhere,"
"Why don't we meet up here in about say...two hours?" Killua suggested.

"Sounds good!" Gon agreed.
They spent a few minutes just talking as they finished eating before standing up. Izuku smiled as both his parents kissed his cheeks and then each other before they separated.

Izuku mumbled to himself as he walked to the first store where he'd get Gon's gift. His father had been extremely excited about the fishing rods and Izuku knew of quite a few nice places for him to go fish, maybe they could go camping?

Izuku considered what to get for his mother. He could get him some chocolate, he supposes, but it wouldn't be as special or personal as the fishing rod was for Gon.

Maybe he could try and find out if a store has chocolate robots? His mother was obsessed with them and had been really upset when the candy store didn't have any.

Izuku continued to mumble to himself as he exited the fishing store. He knew of this one candy store that sold various types of candy from all over the world.

Izuku rushed over, smiling once he spotted the place and entered. He was hit with a sweet scent as he walked up to the counter. There was a tall man that stood behind the counter, looking quite a bit bored.

Izuku smiled tentatively at the man as his bored gaze landed on the young alpha. The man perked up.
"What can I get for ya?" He asked with a smile.

"Uhm, do you sell any chocolate robots?" Izuku asked timidly.
The man nodded. "Sure do, we're sold out for the time being, though. I can order for ya, how much ya want?" He asked as he started to type on the computer.

"Uhm," Izuku muttered as he thought.
"There's fifty of 'em in a box," the man supplied.
Izuku stared thoughtfully up at the ceiling. "Can I get...three boxes then?"

The man rose an eyebrow at him then before typing in the computer.
"They should be here a week or so before Christmas, we'll give ya a call," the man stated as Izuku paid half of the fee now, the rest he'd pay once he got his delivery.

"Alright, thank you!" Izuku waved goodbye once he gave his information, leaving the store with a soft smile.
He just needed to get something a bit more personal now.

Izuku frowned as he walked, deep in his thoughts until a store caught his attention. Shrugging, he entered the expensive looking place. He browsed for a long time, eyes carefully considering the displays before they landed on something that caught his attention. An idea forming in his mind, he walked to the counter.

"This hat reminds me of the one I wore that one time I stalked Gon and Palm," Killua mentioned as he held a large hat in his hands, the edges covered in fur.

Both Gon and Izuku turned to look at him as if he had lost it.
Killua looked surprised. "Uhm," he said, sweat dropping as he placed the hat back on it's display.

Gon snorted. "You were following us?" He asked in amusement.
Killua pouted. "You didn't have your nen and with the ants running around, I couldn't just leave you! I had to protect you from them and Palm!" He explained, his pout growing as Gon's laughter grew louder.

"You followed us!" Gon wheezed. "While we are on a date?! Oh-oh! Oh my god!" Gon couldn't speak through his laughter.
Izuku felt confused at this, but sweat dropped as he watched Killua's irritation grow.

"Gon!" Killua shouted angrily as he raised his foot and slammed it into Gon's stomach.
The alpha let out an 'oof' as he was sent flying back a few feet, back landing with a dull thud on the floor.

Gon continued to laugh on the floor, not bothering to get up for now. Killua straddled his waist and started to choke him. Izuku nervously hovered near the two as they started arguing, until Killua cut off mid sentence with a burst of laugher as Gon dug his fingers into Killua's ribs.

They eventually broke apart, fingers intertwined as they browsed through the store. Izuku smiled at them, resisting the urge to ask them for a photo.

He could ask them that though, couldn't he? He bit his lip. Gon's boisterous laugh pulled him from his thoughts, blinking at the sight before him and laughing. Killua had on a pare of large sunglasses, an overly large sun hat and pink, feathery scarf.

Killua puckered his lips at them.
"Darlin', bring me my champagne, I can't do it myself," Killua spoke with some sort of false accent.
That was how Izuku found himself wearing a bright pink wig with sunglasses, Gon wearing a neon green Mohawk wig and some sort of mask, posing for photos which he was going to post on social media.

They took on all different types of poses, peace signs, sticking their tongues out, smiling normally and pouting. It was a little cliché, but it was fun.

The owner of the store spotted them, yelling as they quickly took off their get up and placing it back on the displays, running out of the store giggling like schoolkids.

They went back to the food court to get some hot chocolate for their walk home. They continued talking as they walked out of the mall, Gon telling them about some of the weird and crazy dates he'd been on.

"Let's take a family photo, Izuku," Killua stated after a while, smiling knowingly at him.
Izuku stared at him for a moment with wide, wondrous eyes.
"Okay!" He agreed, pulling out his phone.

They huddled closer, Izuku in the middle with Killua to his left and Gon to his right. Their cheeks were a little red from the cold, eyes bright as the lighting was just right.

Gon pulled off Izuku's beanie, his curls wild atop his head as they all smiled at the camera.
Izuku snapped the photo just as the first few snowflakes fell from the sky.

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The city was eerily quiet as Izuku ran down the road, his feet slapping against the tar of the road, panting as his heart pounded. The city was destroyed, buildings crumbling, pavement cracked; there was a small crater not too far away.

There weren't any bodies on the side of the road this time, completely empty save for the debris. Izuku's leg muscles burned as he ran, chest aching.

His feet skidded on the tar as he came to an abrupt halt, bending forward to rest his hands on his knees, panting. The sun was setting in the horizon, perfectly outlining the silhouette of a person a few feet in front of him.

"Mom," he called breathlessly. "I finally found you!" He stated with a smile as he stood up straight.
Killua turned around, bright eyed with a happy smile.

"Izuku, sweetie," he greeted, turning to face the teen fully, spreading his arms wide in an invitation. "I'm so glad you found me,"
Izuku smiled in relief as he stepped forward, reaching out for that warm embrace.

"Killua!" Gon's voice screamed in a panic, and suddenly, there was a rusted blade stabbing his mother right through the chest, blood forming on his shirt as he coughed up the red substance.

"No!" Izuku shouted as he lunged forward, but it was as if he were trying to run through mud, his body just wouldn't move like he wanted it to. "Mom!"

He watched as a dark purple, nearly black portal opened behind Killua, and someone stepped out. His eyes widened as a hand gripped Killua's arm and pulled him into the portal.

He could see the attacker's face at the last second before he disappeared with his mother.
"Everything I do, is to create a new society," Stain's voice echoed around him.

"KILLUA!"
Izuku turned around at the pained scream, and suddenly he was on his knees watching with wide eyes as Gon sobbed and cried into Killua's chest.

"Well, that's a shame," Hisoka stated as he brushed a few stray strands of Killua's hair from his forehead.
Izuku whimpered, barely even registering as Katsuki tried talking to him with tears falling down his cheeks.

Why was Killua's family here? Why wasn't Gon doing anything? Why? Why was this happening?! He choked on a sob.

Killua was completely limp in Gon's arms, there was blood everywhere, on his his clothes, his face, it was even stuck in his hair.

Izuku couldn't breathe. Why was this happening now? He just got them back! He, he only just got his mom back, why was he being taken away from him?! This wasn't fair!

Izuku leant forward, pressing his forehead to the tar of the road, tears falling freely as he started crying as loudly as he could, barely able to breathe; he started screaming.
"MOM!"

"Izuku!"
"AHHH!" He woke with a scream, lunging forward to sit up in bed, panicked as he tried to suck in air, but his lungs refused to cooperate.

His eyes frantically searched the darkened room, sweat causing his shirt to cling to his body, dampening his hair.
"Izuku,"

The bedside lamp switched on, bathing the room with light, and suddenly he could breathe again at the sight of his mother sitting beside him, alive and well, staring at him with so much worry.

Relief flooded him as tears started to pool and fall down his cheeks.
"Mom," he sobbed in relief as Killua him pulled towards his chest, hugging him tightly.

"It's okay, you're okay," Killua reassured as he patted Izuku's head gently, running his fingers through the damp locks.
"Mo-mom, I, I was s-so scared," he spoke, words broken as he hiccupped and sobbed.

"It's alright, it was just a dream," Killua stated softly, rubbing one hand up and down his child's back.
He could smell the fear that clung to Izuku like a second skin.

Killua started to purr gently, comfortingly as Izuku continued to cry into his shirt, tightly fisting the fabric in his hands. Killua turned his head as Gon entered the room with a glass of water, quietly shutting the door behind him. His alpha sat on the bed, moving so he could face the both of them.

"Are you okay?" Gon asked gently as he pressed his hand down on Izuku's head, gently petting him.
Izuku raised his eyes to look at his father, body relaxing almost instantly at the look of concern in his golden brown eyes.

Izuku attempted a smile. "Yeah, I'm." He pulled away from Killua, wiping at his cheeks. "I'm okay now,"
Gon observed him for a moment longer before he grinned, bright like the sun; alive and not shrouded in that dark, blank look Izuku had seen in his previous dreams.

"Here." Gon held out the glass of water to him
Izuku took it gratefully. "Thank you," he said softly.

He could feel Killua's eyes on him, observing him to make sure he really was okay. Killua frowned as he watched Izuku's hands shake a bit, eyes flittering around the room, as if he were expecting someone to just pop up somewhere.

After he finished the water, Killua took him back into his arms, pulling him back down into bed. The bed shifted as Gon settled in behind Killua, head propped up on his hand, elbow resting comfortingly on the pillow he shares with Killua.

Izuku listened to his mother's purring, hugging him back just as tightly. It was quiet for a while, but none of them could fall back asleep.

"You know," Gon started, breaking the silence. "I used to have nightmares a lot, too. I still get them, sometimes," he stated.
Izuku pulled his head out of Killua's arms and away from his chest, shivering at the sudden cold.

"I never knew that," he replied, voice quiet and slightly hoarse.
Killua turned onto his back as Izuku mimicked Gon's position.
Gon nodded, smiling softly.

"Yeah, after Killua and I first separated, I got them almost every night," he explained.
Killua frowned up at him. "You never told me that,"

"Really? I thought I did," Gon replied in confusion.
Killua shook his head.
"At first it was just memories of Pitou and Kite, but then I started to dream that it was you instead of Kite that Pitou killed," Gon explained vaguely.

Killua's frown deepened at this.
"I," Izuku started, biting his lower lip. "I dreamt that, one of the villains I fought a few years ago, Stain, killed you, mom, and dad just sort of lost it and," Izuku paused to swallow. "Even Hisoka was there," he stated.

He got blank looks from both his parents at the exact same time, it was almost funny.
"Hisoka is a nightmare on his own," Killua stated blandly.

Izuku chuckled as Gon nodded sagely.
"There was this one time, I think it was right after my fight with him at Heaven's Arena," Gon told, breaking off with a chuckle as he struggled to keep in his amusement.

"I dreamt that Hisoka's hair was actually cotton candy, since it was pink at the time, and he was just sitting on this little stool, plucking off pieces of his own hair and eating it. He looked at me and he was like 'what? It's good,' and then asked me if I wanted a piece of him, too," Gon explained.

"What the fuck?" Killua asked before he snorted, all three of them bursting into laughter.
"What colour is his hair now, anyway?" Gon asked curiously after a moment.

"It's blue now," Izuku replied with a smile.
"That guy's hair was probably all colours of the rainbow by now," Killua stated, shaking his head.
Izuku laughed softly, rubbing at one of his eyes.

He wondered what time it was? It was still dark outside and there weren't any birds chirping, so it must be before five am. He sighed, he doubted he'd be able to fall asleep again soon.

He hadn't had that dream since he woke up from his fight with Hisoka, he had actually forgotten about it. It was a little embarrassing to have his parents see him like that.

He must have been crying in his sleep, or maybe even screamed. He felt guilty knowing he gave them such a fright and woke them up. He supposes it was bound to happen, what with them sharing a bed and all.

He briefly wonders if they ever get annoyed with the lack of privacy, and the bed was barely even big enough for the three of them to sleep comfortably.

Plus, there was barely even any closet space for their clothes; it was really cramped. He wonders if they'd ever get annoyed enough to leave. The thought filled him with fear.

"I've been meaning to ask," Izuku spoke up, pulling himself out of his thoughts. "What did mom talk to you guys about the other night?" He asked, he was curious, plus he really just wanted a distraction.

"Oh, that," Killua uttered. "Well she, we talked about the lack of space in the apartment," he explained.
Izuku's eyebrows shot up as irrational fear gripped him. This was not the type of distraction he wanted.

"Really?" He asked quietly.
"We're considering buying a house," Killua announced.
"A nice big one, right, Killua?" Gon asked with a smile.

"Are you leaving?" Izuku asked quietly, his voice tinged with fear.
Killua stared at him, before shaking his head. "No, baby, we're not leaving you," he assured as he pulled Izuku towards himself, hugging him.

"What we mean is, a nice house for you, me, Gon and Inko," Killua explained, stroking Izuku's hair.
The young alpha breathed shakily, he wasn't sure why he was so afraid of his parents leaving again; he probably has abandonment issues.

"Killua and I both have always wanted a big house with a big family!" Gon stated as Izuku pulled away.
"Yeah, what did you say that one time Gon? You wanted five kids, right?" Killua asked with an amused snicker.

Gon grinned brightly. "At one point I wanted nine, but realised that was too much,"
Killua snorted. "And five is any better?"
"Better than having to squeeze out nine," Gon retaliated.

Killua actually cringed at that. "Yeah, okay, you're right," he conceded.
Gon laughed at the pained on Killua's face. "Don't look so scared, Killua!"
Killua scowled. "Yeah? Why don't you give birth a shot, hm? See how you feel,"

Gon shut his mouth, smiling innocently at Killua.
Izuku frowned at this. "Do you guys still want that? A large family?" He asked curiously.

The two adults looked at him, glanced at each other before looking at him again.
"I mean, of course we do," Killua spoke hesitantly.

Izuku's frown deepened. "Then why are you talking like," he paused, searching for his words. "Like you can't have it anymore?" He asked.
The two mates glanced at each other again.

"It just, it wouldn't-" Killua cut off, biting his lower lip.
"I wouldn't feel right," Gon finished.
Izuku was torn between continuing to frown and raising his eyebrows. He settled on frowning.

"What do you mean? It wouldn't feel right?" Izuku questioned.
Killua frowned, biting his lower lip until it started to bleed as he thought. "Since we couldn't raise you, it'd feel unfair to you if we suddenly had more children and were able to give them everything we couldn't give you," he explained after a while.

Izuku stared at them in disbelief for a moment. "But that's unfair to you!" His voice was loud and vehement.
Killua's eyes widened as Gon frowned.

"I mean-I don't want you to give up on your dreams because of me. You've given enough, don't you think it's time you start thinking about what you want?" He asked.

It was silent for a while after that, his parents considering his words. It was just so unfair. The world just kept taking from them. Even now, after the war, they refused to let themselves take what they wanted for once.

Even with the war being over now, they still suffered from it's consequences.
"Izuku," Killua called for his attention.

Izuku blinked, looking up at his mother, taking note of the light blush dusting his pale cheeks.
"Do you." Killua hesitated, licking his lips. "Do you want siblings?"

He blinked in surprise at the question, noting the hopeful looks both of his parents were sending him, he knew that his answer could greatly influence their decisions in the future, but he didn't want to lie to them, either.

Killua would be able to see through his lies, anyway. He sort of considered Eri like a little sister, but it wasn't entirely the same. It wasn't like Izuku minded the thought of having siblings.

He'd honestly never thought it a possibility in the past, when he still thought Inko was his biological mother, so he never really thought about it.

And with how hectic the passed few months were, the thought never even crossed his mind; nor had the thought that his parents would even want more children.

It was a bit foolish, really, considering how good they were with kids and how they had latched onto Izuku and his pack the moment they met, honestly, he should have seen this coming.

But now, here his parents were, willing to give up on their dream of a big family, just because they didn't want Izuku to feel like they were being unfair, or that they didn't love him as much.

It was heart-wrenching. As much as Izuku would love to have them all to himself, he couldn't give them what they wanted; what they needed. He was all grown up now, and they were doting on him as if he were still the two year old he had been when they were forced to leave him.

As much as he wanted to, he couldn't give them the relief they needed. They needed their two year old Izuku to hold, to love, to raise as they had wanted to raise him, but he just couldn't give that to them anymore.

Besides, having little baby siblings now would be really cute. He could hold them and protect them and tell them all kinds of stories! Like how he became a hero, and stories about All Might and his mates. It would help prepare him for when he one day had his own babies with his mates.

Izuku briefly imagined the pack's reactions, smiling at the various emotional reactions they'd get. He has a feeling Kacchan would start crying.

"I," he started, smiling fondly down at Killua's stomach, as if the omega had just told him he was pregnant already. "I would like to have siblings," he admitted.

Killua's blush darkened as Gon let out a quiet breath of relief.
"You, you wouldn't, I mean-"
"I wouldn't mind, mom," Izuku cut Killua off, smiling brightly at his mother. "I'd be really happy,"

Killua observed him, eyes flittering across his face with his eyebrows furrowed in a certain way that told Izuku he was looking for any signs of deception.

Killua breathed out slowly once he found none.
"Okay," he said softly, smiling a small, but excited smile.
The giggle that passed Gon's lips told Izuku that the man was trying very hard to contain his excitement.

"First step, we need to buy a house," Killua stated, eyes alight with joy.
Izuku knew he had made the right decision to press this subject now instead of leaving it be.

"You should come with us, Izuku," Gon spoke as he stretched his arms above his head.
"You want me to help make such a big decision?" Izuku asked in surprise.

"Of course," Killua stated, looking at him as if he had gone crazy. "You're going to have to live there too, you know, so you need to have a say in it,"
Izuku blushed, but nodded his acceptance.

"In the meantime, though, I'm going back to sleep," Gon announced, turning onto his side and throwing an arm around Killua, nuzzling his face into his omega's neck.

Killua supressed a yawn.
"You think you can go back to sleep?" Killua asked as he turned his head to look at Izuku, who was already settling back underneath the blankets.

"Mhm." He hummed, eyelids drooping as he was enveloped in the warmth of the blankets.
Killua smiled fondly before reaching over Gon to switch the lamp off.

He started to purr once he settled down, hoping it would calm Izuku and help him fall back asleep.

There was still a lot they needed to talk about and Izuku knew Gon and Killua wouldn't start expanding their family right away, but he felt as though they were heading in the right direction.

Izuku was grateful that they were so considerate of his feelings, but he wanted them to be considerate of their own, too.

He smiled softly as he fell back asleep, he had a feeling his future siblings would be very cute and loved. He himself planned on showering them in it, as much as he possibly can.

He was so happy with the thought of the future, Izuku forgot all about his nightmare, and slept peacefully for the rest of that night.

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Ding. Ding. Ding. Izuku groaned as his phone kept sounding with every new text he got. Whomever it was that was texting him, they were being very persistent.

Raising his head off of the pillow, Izuku rubbed sleepily at one of his eyes, yawning. Looking around, he couldn't find his phone. Where had he left it yesterday? Was it somewhere on the bed?

He scanned the sheets with tired eyes, sighing softly when he couldn't find it. His phone started ringing then and that's when he spotted it on the bedside table next to Gon.

His father groaned, feeling around on the table before gripping the device. For a second, he feared the elder would throw it against the wall, but it was held out in his general direction, instead.

Izuku took it, briefly watching as Gon flopped over and on top of Killua, who was laying on his stomach, face buried in his shared pillow.

"Hello?" Izuku greeted sleepily.
"Good morning, Deku!" Mina's excited voice greeted him.
"Oh, Mina, how are you?" He asked as he flopped back down onto the bed.

"Good, good, no complaints! Listen, Deku, we're going to UA to train in a few hours, Aizawa said he'd look over our training and see if we improved," she reported.

"He said that? And who's 'we'?" Izuku questioned, battling not to fall asleep.
"The entire class, silly! You know Dadzawa whants to see how we've improved and give us some advice!"

Izuku chuckled at the nickname.
"What time?" He asked.
Mina hummed. "Around one pm, so in like, three hours or so,"
Izuku took a moment to think it over. He could really use some exercise and UA was the safest place to do that, so since he basically already had permission, he might as well take Mina up on her offer.

"Okay, I'll be there," he replied.
He could hear someone snicker on the line.
"Deku!" Toru called. "I saw those photos you posted online, who are those two cuties with you?" She asked.

Mina gasped. "You're not cheating on Bakubro and the other's, are you?!"
Izuku's eyes widened. "What?! No, of course not!" He denied.
"In any case, why don't you bring those two hotties with you? And don't forget to bring Eri some more candy apples! See you later bye!"

Before he could say anything else, they hung up and left him there, staring up at the ceiling. Sighing, placed his forearm over his eyes.

He supposes he could ask his parents to come too; it would be the perfect chance to introduce them to his old classmates and friends. Maybe they could spar, too?

Feeling a bit more energised, Izuku sat up, turning to climb out of bed. It would be difficult, since both Killua and Gon blocked his way to the edge of the bed.

"Where are you going?" Killua questioned, stretching a bit, voice muffled by the pillow.
"I need to go get ready," Izuku replied as he clumsily climbed over both of them.

Killua whined at the loss of his warmth, Gon groaning loudly.
"Come back to bed," Gon stated, burying his face into Killua's back.
It didn't look too comfortable, with Gon half draped over Killua like that.

"I can't, I'm meeting with my friends to train," Izuku explained as he rifled through his closet.
It was quiet for a moment before Gon and Killua turned to look at him simultaneously.

"Training?" Killua asked with a glint in his eyes.
Izuku nodded. "Do you guys want to come?" He asked.
They turned to look at each other and then back at Izuku and nodded in unison.

Sometimes, it was scary how in sync they were.
"Okay, well, we're going to UA to meet them at one, so," he informed, picking up his clothes, he left the room to go shower and get ready for the day.

"Izuku!" Eijirou called, waving wildly from the entrance to UA.
"Ei!" Izuku called, jogging to get closer to his boyfriend.
Eijirou threw his arms around his alpha's shoulders when Izuku was close enough, pressing a long, loving kiss to his lips.

"I missed you," Ei admitted as he buried his face into Izuku's neck.
Izuku chuckled softly. "We saw each other a week ago," he stated.
Eijirou pouted. "Exactly! A week ago. I'm used to seeing you everyday,"

Izuku rubbed his back comfortingly. "I'm sorry,"
The beta shook his head and pulled back with a smile. "It's okay, I understand! You were spending time with your family,"

"Excuse me, but you're family too and why the hell do I not get a hug?" Killua interrupted, arms crossed over his chest.
Eijirou grinned at the sight of his pack parents, bounding over to the two to hug them tightly.

"It's so good to see you guys again!" He stated, nuzzling into Killua's neck.
"Where are our other kids?" Killua questioned as Eijirou hugged Gon next.

"Uhm." Eijirou hummed, thoughtful. "Well, Katsuki's just finishing up some hero work, he'll be by soon. Shoto has...a meeting or something with his dad," he explained.

"Is something going on?" Izuku asked as he walked closer.
Eijirou shook his head. "I'm not sure, but he said he'll be by a little later,"
Izuku bit his lower lip apprehensively.

"Anyway, let's go inside! It's cold out here!" Eijirou stated with a grin.
They followed the beta in through the gate, trudging through a few inches of snow.

"Aizawa said we can use Gym Gamma. Since it's a Saturday, some of the other teacher's are going to watch, too and Cementoss said he'd be there if we want to change the terrain," Eijirou explained.

Izuku rubbed the back of his head. "They're going through an awful lot of trouble for us,"
"Yeah. It's really nice of them, though," Eijirou agreed.

As they entered the gym, Izuku could see all of his classmates already there and doing stretches.
"Oh! Aizawa sensei!" Izuku greeted, jogging towards the man and bowing slightly. "Thank you for everything!"

"There's no need, Midoriya," Aizawa stated with a tired sigh.
"Izuku!"
"Eri, hi!" Izuku greeted, crouching down to receive a hug from the excited girl.

"Mirio and Tamaki are going to take me to the park today! I want to play in the snow!" Eri exclaimed excitedly.
Izuku grinned. "That's great, Eri! Make sure to dress warmly, though, otherwise you'll get sick,"

Eri nodded enthusiastically.
"Oh!" Izuku held out a small plastic bag. "I got you some more candy apples, as promised!"
Eri gasped softly, a small blush on her cheeks as she excepted the bag. "Thank you so much, Izuku!"

Izuku smiled as the girl hugged him again.
"Midoriya! Here for some training?" Mirio asked with a smile as he walked up to the two.
Izuku stood up as the older male walked to him.

"Yeah! I admit I haven't really been training as much as I should, so when Mina called, I had to accept," Izuku informed.
Miro chuckled at him. "Are your parents going to train, too?" He asked.

Izuku glanced back to see Gon and Killua conversing with Aizawa.
He shrugged. "I don't know, but I was hoping I could spar with them,"
"That would be interesting, mind if we watch?" Mirio asked, and only then did Izuku notice Tamaki behind Mirio, facing the wall with his body trembling.

He sweat dropped.
"Of course not!" Izuku stated just as Eri finally took notice of Killua, running up to the omega with an enthusiastic call of his name.

"I heard All Might might be stopping by," Mirio mentioned as they walked towards the three adults.
"Really?! I haven't seen him in a few months, since before I left for Whale Island," Izuku mumbled.

Mirio blinked. "What's Whale Island?"
Izuku looked up at him. "Oh! It's a small fishermen island, it's a three day flight from here; my dad grew up there," he explained.

"That sounds really nice," Mirio stated.
"It was, but it's very...natural," Izuku trailed off.
Mirio chuckled with a nod. "I get it, so it turns not so nice after a while unless you're into nature,"

Izuku nodded as Mirio stated laughing. "As you can guess, I'm not much of a nature child," he stated, causing Mirio to laugh harder.
"Deku!" Mina called, cutting into their conversation.

"Hello, Mina," Izuku greeted, looking up to see most of his class surrounding them.
The pink skinned girl grinned at him.
"Never mind that, where's Bakubro?" She questioned.

"Where have you been man? We haven't seen you since graduation," Ojiro asked.
"Uhm," Izuku muttered. "Kacchan should be here soon, I think, and I've been...traveling," he replied.

"Traveling? Why would you do that if all you've ever wanted to do was start your hero career?" Toru asked.
Izuku rubbed the back of his neck. "Uhm,"

"I saw those photos you posted on the internet, who are those guys? Are you cheating on Bakugo?" Shoji asked curiously.
Izuku frowned at this. "Did all of you see that? And why does everyone immediately assume I'm cheating?"

The class hesitated.
"Well," Mina trailed off.
"Look, our bro's really cool and all, but he can be a bit of a dick at times, so no one would really have blamed you," Sero pointed out.

"And it's the internet! What did you expect?" Toru stated with wide gestures--according to her sleeved shirt--nearly slapping Ojiro in the face.

"So anyway, you want to tell us who they are? And where did you go, anyway?" Mina cut in.
Izuku hesitated, looking over all of his friend's eager expressions.

"Well, as it turns out...I'm adopted;" he announced.
Shock of varying degrees crossed his friend's faces.
"Are you for real?" Mina asked softly.

"So does this mean Inko isn't your real mother?" Momo asked softly.
Izuku nodded.
"Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Jirou questioned.

"Well, I found out the night of our graduation and then a week later I left with my pack to go find my real parents," Izuku explained shortly.
"Why would you go look for them if they gave you up in the first place?" Mina asked, frowning.

Izuku waved his hands in front of him, hoping to calm his rapidly angering friends. "It's not like that! They were forced to give me up!" He explained quickly.

"Forced? What do you mean?" Momo asked quietly.
"It's a long story, but," Izuku muttered, glancing at all of his friends. "The short version is, they were ordered to go to war and had to give me up,"

His friends all seemed a bit sceptical of this.
"I'll tell you guys the whole story a little later; they still haven't told me all about what happened during the war, but I've heard...some things," he trailed off.

"We'll discuss this when you're more comfortable, then," Takoyami stated.
Izuku nodded, relieved when his friends seemed to drop it, for now, at least.
"Well anyway, I want to meet them!" Toru announced in excitement.

"Let me introduce you then!" Izuku stated, surprising his friends again.
Izuku pushed passed them, walking towards his parents.
"Mom, dad, can I introduce you?" He asked, gaining their attention.

"Of course!" Gon responded eagerly.
Aizawa sighed, following after them as Izuku lead them closer to his friends.
"Guys," Izuku called, gaining his friend's attention. "This is my mom, Killua, and this is my dad, Gon. These are my friends!"

Gon grinned brightly as he waved enthusiastically.
"Holy shit! It's them! From the photo! It's so nice to meet you! My name is Hagakure Toru!" She exclaimed ecstatically as she grabbed hold of Killua's hand and shook it.

Izuku smiled, noting how Killua was trying very hard not to freak the fuck out. It was weird to see a pile of clothes walking around as it's wearer was invisible.
"Nice to meet you too," Killua spoke with a smile.

"Are you guys going to train with us?" Mina asked eagerly.
Gon smiled again. "Sure! That could be fun,"
"You kids should train together first, though," Killua pointed out.

"Okay! We should get started," Toru stated, the group moving to a separate section of the room and splitting into smaller groups to train together.

"Bakubro! You finally made it!!" Sero shouted as the blond alpha walked into the gym, shaking snow from his hair.
"What took you so long?" Mina asked as the two crowded around him.

Katsuki grunted. "A stupid fucking villain gave us the slip. Had to chase the fucker down," he explained.
"Now we only need Todoroki," Mina mentioned.

"He's still not here?" Katsuki asked.
Both Mina and Sero shook their heads.
"We don't know where he is," Sero pointed out.

Eijirou spotted his alpha, jogging over to give Katsuki an overly enthusiastic hug and kiss.
"Midoriya," Aizawa spoke. "All Might mentioned he wanted to talk with you,"

Izuku blinked at his teacher. "All Might did? Is he here?" He asked.
Aizawa nodded. "I already let him know you're here, he should be on his way right now,"

Izuku nodded, watching as Aizawa turned around and walked away to watch his old students train. Killua and Gon were talking with Mirio and Tamaki. Well, as much as they could talk with the extremely shy young adult.

"Young Midoriya!" A familiar voice called.
Izuku turned, smiling brightly as his hero walked towards him, waving.
"All Might!" He shouted as he ran towards the older male.

"It's been too long, how have you been doing, young man?" Toshinori asked as his successor came to a stop before him.
Izuku smiled brightly. "I've been doing great, actually! What about you, All Might?"

The blond man laughed boisterously. "I have no complaints! You seem different, young man. I take it your travels were fruitful?" He noted.
Izuku rubbed the back of his head.

"It was, sort of," he told, "I didn't find my parents, but I met a lot of great people. I was a bit depressed when we got back, but," he trailed off, smiling a small, yet bright smile. "They came back for me,"

Toshinori smiled down at the younger, relief flooding him; he had been very worried for his successor, the way Izuku had seemed back when he had first found out, he was afraid Izuku wouldn't be able to come out of that depressed state.

"That's good," he spoke with relief. "I'm happy for you, young Midoriya, and I would love to meet them, but first, there's something I must tell you," he stated.

Izuku frowned, sensing the sudden, serious tone All Might was taking. Toshinori took a moment, unsure of how Izuku was going to take this news.
"All For One," he began, noting how the younger tensed. "Has been broken out of prison," he stated.

Izuku gasped, eyes widening as horror set in. This was bad. This was so, very bad.
"But how?" He questioned.
Toshinori shook his head. "They don't know, but whomever helped him escape, allowed many of the prisoners to escape after slaughtering many of the guards. That's part of the reason why crime rates have been so high these days," he informed.

"When did this happen?" Izuku asked.
"About two months after you left. The police have been keeping this a secret, so not that many people know about it," he stated.

Izuku frowned. If All For One had somehow managed to escape such a high security prison, then that could only mean the League had been involved and they likely had a few new members.

"There's no point worrying too much about it now. The League have yet to make any sort of move and we don't know where their new hideout is. There's really nothing we can do, for now," Toshinori uttered.

"But-"
"Relax, young Midoriya, everything will be fine," Toshinori assured, smiling. "Now, why don't you introduce me to your parents?"

Izuku blinked up at him, nodding as he lead All Might to his parents in a daze.
"Oh, All Might! It's good to see you on your feet!" Mirio stated as he noticed the elder.

Izuku smiled at his parents, noting how confused they both seemed. "Mom, dad, this is All Might and these are my parents, Gon and Killua," Izuku introduced.

"Ah, so this is your hero? The guy you totally fan boy over?" Killua asked slyly.
Izuku blushed. "M-mom! I-I admire him!" He stated, flustered.

Killua cackled at him.
"It's so nice to meet you, sir!" Gon greeted politely with a bright smile.
"Likewise. Izuku has been very eager to meet you," Toshinori mentioned as he shook hands with Gon.

"I bet he was," Killua stated, reaching forward to clasp Toshinori's hand with both of his.
The omega smiled almost sadly at the retired hero, still holding his hand; Killua bowed.

"Killua?" Gon asked softly.
"You have my deepest gratitude, All Might," Killua spoke, still bowed at the waist.
"Whatever for?" Toshinori asked, caught completely by surprise.

"Mom?" Izuku asked as Killua slowly stood upright, his smile tinged with sadness.
"For believing in Izuku when no one else did," Killua stated. "And for helping him make his dream come true,"

Chapter Text

Izuku grunted as he took another hit from Katsuki, an explosion deafening him for a few moments as he was sent hurdling back, crashing into the ground, clothes tearing and growing dusty as he slid across the ground, coughing once he came to a stop.

He wasn't focusing well enough on this fight, mind too far away with other worries and stress to be bothered focusing on Kacchan's attacks. It wasn't like Katsuki was doing any better than him, the blond was just as distracted as he was.

Izuku was worried about the League and All For One and what their next move might be now that they had their leader back, but at the forefront of his mind, he was mostly worried about Shoto.

He knew that must be what Katsuki was worried about, too. The fact that Shoto had had a meeting with Endeavour and was an entire hour late to training was very concerning.

As he sat up, he wiped the back of his right hand under his chin, gazing to the side to see Eri looking worried, Aizawa was actually observing them from his weird yellow sleeping bag, both of his parents looked concerned and maybe even a little bored. He couldn't really read All Might's expression, though.

Izuku pushed his body up, grunting at all the little aches and pains that came from taking too many hits. Even while he was distracted, Kacchan could still throw a powerful hit.

"Okay, that's enough," Killua called, walking towards them with his arms crossed behind his head. "This is painful to watch,"
"What are you guys doing?" Gon asked with amusement.

"Fucking sparring," Katsuki replied, wiping sweat from his brow.
Killua snorted. "Could've fooled me," he said sarcastically.
Katsuki growled before sighing heavily.

Gon turned to smile brightly at Izuku. "C'mon, Izuku, let's spar," he stated eagerly.
Izuku blinked. "Are you serious?" He asked.
Gon nodded. "Of course!" He stated as he pulled off his hoodie and long sleeved shirt that he wore underneath.

He stood there in a black tank top and sweats as he handed over his clothing to Killua, strong muscles rippling underneath tan skin as he stretched his arms and back.

"Ooh, this is going to be interesting!" Mina stated eagerly, the group stopping their training to crowd in one corner of the room to observe the fight. Aizawa even climbed out of his sleeping bag to be able to watch better.

"Come on, Kacchan, let's stand over here," Killua said, taking one of Katsuki's hands and dragging him away.
Izuku swallowed, body tensing.
"Let's set some rules first," Aizawa called. "We don't want this fight dragging on too long,"
Gon nodded. "Thirty minute time limit?" He suggested.

"Alright. Izuku has to pin you down for ten seconds to win, if he doesn't and the time is up, well, he loses. If you can pin him down in the time limit for ten seconds, the fights over," Aizawa stated.
"Are those the only rules?" Gon asked curiously.

Aizawa nodded. Gon grinned mischievously, winking. Izuku tensed further; he had no idea how Gon liked to fight, he'd only seen him fight Hisoka that one time on the video, but that was so long ago, his fighting style had likely changed a lot since then.

"Start!" Aizawa called.
Izuku powered his quirk up to fifty percent, lunging forward, the ground cracking beneath his feet once he did.

He closed in on Gon in mere seconds, the man grinning at him as he raised his arms, crossing them above his head to block the kick Izuku had aimed at him.

The ground cracked and caved in underneath Gon's feet, a powerful wind blowing out around them. Izuku could hear his friends cry out from the force, but Izuku was more focused on Gon, who spread his arms out and threw Izuku back.

He landed gracefully on the ground in a crouch, watching as Gon stepped out of the small crater.
"Are you holding back?" He asked as he shook one of his feet, small pieces of debris falling from his shoe.

"That was a really good hit, Izuku!" Gon praised with a grin. "But you'll have to do a lot better than that if you want to beat me," he stated, his grin twisting into a smirk.

Izuku could hear miss Midnight swoon next to Aizawa, most of the teachers having come by to watch their training. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see someone entering the gym, but Gon suddenly crouched low, the palm of his left hand pressed flat against the ground; he lunged forward.

Izuku threw back his head in order to dodge the powerful swipe, eyes wide and teeth gritted as he felt Gon's hand slice through the air; he had been caught off guard with how fast his father had come at him.

Izuku brought up his arms to block his midsection, aching from the power behind the kick. Izuku pulled back, raising his right leg, the toe of his shoe connecting with Gon's chin.

The larger alpha gripped his ankle, twirled around and throwing his body across the ground. Izuku bounced once before he flipped onto his feet, barely coming to a stop before he lunged forward with sixty percent.

Gon seemed surprised by the new speed, grunting as Izuku kicked him in the cheek. Izuku twirled on his braced leg, his right leg making contact with Gon's midsection next.

Izuku pulled back his right fist, delivering a powerful uppercut to Gon's chin. Gon grabbed his wrist, pulled back his right fist, and punched Izuku in the stomach.

Izuku coughed up spit as he was sent flying back a few feet, twisting in the air to land on his feet. Gon barely gave him a second to catch his breath before he was on him again.

Izuku dodged to the left to avoid Gon's fist, crossed his arms over his chest to block his father's other fist and raising his leg to block a knee to the stomach.

Gon tilted his head back, and head-butted him on the forehead. Izuku cried out as he pulled back, rubbing his forehead as his head started to throb.

Gon chuckled sheepishly as Izuku shook his head, trying to get his wits about him and hopefully stop the room from spinning. Who knew Gon had such a hard head?

He could feel a headache throbbing behind his eyes now.
"Sorry about that!" Gon apologized sheepishly.
"What is your head made of, dad?" Izuku asked, rubbing his reddened skin.

Gon blinked at him, raising a brow. "Bone?" He stated rather blankly.
Izuku could see Killua slap a hand to his forehead. The teen chuckled softly before he powered One For All up to seventy five percent.

Gon grinned in excitement as Izuku appeared in front of him, barely able to duck underneath a kick. Izuku landed, twirled on his feet and planted a foot in his father's stomach.

Gon groaned at the hit, grunting as Izuku kicked him in the chin and then the chest, propelling him backwards and through a boulder, an intense wind nearly knocking some of the onlookers off of their feet.

Izuku tensed as Gon walked out from behind the boulder, rubbing at his chin before lunging at the teen again. Izuku ducked and dodged, swiping at his father a few times, trying to see a pattern in Gon's movements as he kept dodging.

A few of their hits connected, but it was like Gon's speed increased the longer he fought. How long had they been fighting for now? Ten minutes? Fifteen? He didn't know, but he was having so much fun.

By the time Gon jumped back, Izuku had powered up to eighty five percent, both panting and sweating by now.
"They're so fast I can barely even see them," Eijirou spoke with awe.

The teacher's watched in amazement, the fact that Gon could withstand eighty five percent was amazing. The last person who had been able to handle so much power, was All For One against All Might.

Gon took a deep breath. "I'm not going to hold back, Izuku," he stated as he bent his knees, his right hand fisting by his middle, left hand hovering in front of his fist. "You better use all your power against this,"

Izuku nodded, powering up to one hundred percent; his body still wasn't quite as used to so much power yet, but it didn't break any bones, at least.
"First comes rock," Gon said as a ball of bright orange and red appeared around his fist.

Izuku tensed; he had no idea how powerful this attack might be, but he knew it would hurt if it made contact.
His father was suddenly in front of him, fist pulled back, ready to hit.

"Janken-rock!"
Izuku spat up blood as the attack hit, too fast for him to react in time to dodge; he shouldn't have been so stuck in his own thoughts.

He grunted as he was scent flying back, crashing through a boulder and a wall, bounced four times on the ground and grinding to a painful halt.
Izuku coughed up blood, wheezing a bit as he tried to breathe.

His body ached as he sat up once he caught his breath. That had hurt a lot and he had a feeling that wasn't even the full extent of Gon's power. Izuku could feel his chest fill with warmth; his father was amazing.

He climbed to his feet, listening as Killua scolded Gon. His father would be distracted now, he had an advantage and he was taking it as he activated One For All to one hundred percent, crouching low, he lunged forward, straight through all the holes he'd created.

"But Killua, it would have been an insult if I held back any more!" Gon whined.
Killua sighed. "You shouldn't have-Watch out!"

Gon turned in time to receive a powerful kick to the stomach. Blood and spit flew from his mouth as his body folded over Izuku's leg, breath leaving his lungs as he was sent flying back with a powerful shockwave.

Izuku landed, watching as Gon broke through boulders and walls, not showing any signs of slowing. The alpha grit his teeth, eyes clenched shut as he felt Killua appear behind him, glowing blue.

Killua braced on a boulder, lunging off of it, he met Gon with a powerful kick to the back, sending his alpha careening forward and crashing into the ground. Gon groaned loudly as he connected with the ground.

The ground cracked and caved underneath his body, creating a sizeable crater. Killua landed on the ground next to the crater with catlike grace, peering down at Gon.

"Are you okay?" He asked.
Gon groaned loudly, just laying there and breathing for a while.
Izuku watched with wide eyes as Gon eventually jumped out of the crater, shaking his hair free of debris.

Gon had taken one hundred percent to the stomach and he was still standing. Granted, he was limping, one eye clenched shut and he had a blood smear near the corner of his mouth, body littered with cuts and bruises, but he was fine.

Izuku's awe could only continue to grow.
"Holy shit," Denki said in awe.
"That was freaking amazing," Jirou stated.

"Hey, old man," Killua called, looking at Aizawa. "How much time is left?"
Aizawa blinked at being called old, but checked his timer anyway. "Six minutes, thirty seconds," he replied.

"That's more than enough," Killua stated, electricity sparking around his body. "You'll fight me, now,"
Gon whined. "But Killua! I just-"
Killua cut him off. "You were just about to go sit down, you can't have all the fun. I'm ending this fight, now. Besides, we've been here for a while already, and I really want to talk with Shoto,"

Gon opened his mouth to protest, but shut it at the glare Killua sent him. Sighing, Gon limped his way over to Katsuki, Eijirou and Shoto, and promptly slumped to the floor, one hand rubbing at his stomach. It was aching now.

Izuku readied himself, still using one hundred percent. He didn't have much time left, and he really wanted to talk with Sho, too, he hadn't even realised his omega had arrived.

Killua was staring him down, equally as tense; Izuku knew this was going to be more a battle of speed rather than strength. Almost at the exact same time, the two raced forward.

Izuku made a swipe for his mother's head, but Killua bent back a bit to move underneath his leg, planting a hand on the ground to raise his leg with better balance.

Izuku barely managed to dodge the attack, jerking forward, he twirled on his feet and kicked at Killua's chest. Izuku watched his mother dodge, jump onto his feet, and swipe at his head.

None of his attacks could hit Killua. A few of Killua's attacks landed on him, but they weren't as bone rattling powerful like Gon's. Each time one of Killua's hits connected, his muscles would spasm at being shocked.

They barely had any time left and at the rate they were going, Izuku was going to lose. Izuku dodged left and then right, desperately trying to avoid Killua's fingers.

Killua swiped his right arm to the side and Izuku ducked, feeling his mother's fingers brush his hair. He swung with a fist aimed at Killua's stomach, but the omega jumped back in time to avoid being hit.

It was frustrating, not being able to connect. Izuku lunged forward, aiming to kick his mother in the stomach, but his leg was grabbed. Izuku's muscles locked up as Killua sent a strong electrical current through his body.

He cried out in surprise and Killua dropped his leg instantly. His body went spastic a few times; he shook his head. He could tell Killua was worried.

Izuku took a few deep breaths, pulled back a fist, and slammed it into Killua's stomach. His breath left him with a wheeze before he was sent flying back.

"Times up!" Aizawa called, eyes on his timer. "Izuku, you lose,"
His old classmates groaned in dismay at the fight being over.
Killua shook his head as he sat up, his electricity receding.

"That fight was so fast, I couldn't even see them!" Denki stated enthusiastically.
Hitoshi nodded, blinking at the spot where Izuku stood. "That was amazing,"

"Are you okay?" Shoto asked as he helped Killua to his feet.
The elder omega groaned in discomfort, that hit had been a lot more painful than he had thought it would be. "Ugh, that's going to bruise," he replied, one hand gripping Shoto's forearm as he bent forward, his other hand pressed into his own thigh

He sort of felt like he might puke.
"Mom, are you okay?! I'm so sorry!" Izuku apologized as he jogged towards them.
"Why didn't I get an apology?" Gon asked as he limped to Killua's side.

"Oh! Uhm, I'm so sorry dad, I didn't mean to hurt you!" Izuku squeaked apologetically.
Gon laughed and waved him off. "It's alright! Looks like we're all going to be bruised for a while! Yay to hurting!" He said that last part sarcastically.

Izuku chuckled softly.
"I think I might puke, holy fuck," Killua cussed and actually started gagging.
"Oh my god, Killua," Gon said, limping to his lover and rubbing his back comfortingly.

Killua took a deep breath, standing straight after a moment, discomfort showing on his face. "I'll be okay," he stated, one hand rubbing at his belly.
"I really want to go home and nap right now," Izuku stated.

"You're such a lazy fuck," Katsuki commented as he walked towards them, his hand clasped with Eijirou's.
Izuku pouted. "I just finished two very hard, very exhausting fights, Kacchan,"

Katsuki snorted. "Next time, I want to fight you two," he stated, pointing at the two adults.
"Sure!" Gon replied eagerly with bright eyes.

"Shoucchan, I was worried, is everything okay now?" Izuku asked as he closed in on his mate and hugged him.
"Everything's fine, I just talked with my dad about my mom and when she's coming home. I was on my way here when a villain attacked, so I took care of that," Shoto explained, returning the hug.

"So is everything okay with your mom? When is she coming home?" Eijirou asked curiously.
"The eighteenth of December, a week before Christmas," Shoto replied with an excited glint in his eyes.

"Really? That's awesome!" Eijirou cheered.
"Fucking finally," Katsuki grumbled grumpily.
Izuku beamed and pulled Shoto in for a quick kiss and hug. "I'm so happy for you, Shoucchan!"

"Uhm," Killua spoke, breaking up the celebrations. "What's going on?" He asked, concerned and curious.
The four mates glanced at each other.

"My mother has been in a mental hospital for the passed few years after she poured boiling water on my face," Shoto explained.

Izuku sweat dropped at this, it maybe wasn't the best place to start in his past. Gon blinked as Killua placed a hand to his forehead.

"She-she did what?" Killua asked softly; he seemed dizzy.
"So the scar?" Gon asked, pointing to his own face.
Shoto nodded. "Yeah, it's because of that,"

"I...think I need to sit down," Killua spoke softly.
Gon frowned in concern as Killua walked passed him. "Killua?"
Killua sat down on the ground a few feet away, head in his hands.

"Is he okay?" Eijirou asked softly in concern.
"I, I don't know," Gon replied, frowning at Killua's back.
"I should go talk to him and tell him everything," Shoto stated.

"Should we stay here?" Eijirou questioned.
Shoto nodded. "I think that's for the best," he replied, walking towards Killua.

He gently touched the older omega's back before he sat down, their sides pressed together.
"What's going on with them?" Denki asked as he pulled Hitoshi after him.

"They're having a talk," Eijirou answered.
Denki frowned before his eyebrows rose. "You mean the talk?"
Katsuki nodded.

"What do you mean the talk?" Gon questioned.
Izuku frowned. "There's something we need to tell you, about Shoto's past," he informed.

Gon frowned at him in concern, but nodded.
Izuku hesitated before he started to tell his father about what he knew of Shoto's past.

He didn't really like talking about Shoto's past, but he knew he had to right now. Gon had this strange look in his eyes by the time Izuku stopped talking, and it was a little unnerving.

"...Does he still live with his father?" Gon asked quietly.
Izuku hesitated, but nodded his answer. "He does. Endeavour hasn't been hurting him, or anything like that, he's actually trying to make things up to Shoto,"

Gon took a few deep breaths, nodding his head. Izuku bit his lower lip, turning to watch as Killua hugged Shoto, face buried into dual coloured hair. Was Shoto crying?

"We have to get him out of that house," Gon stated after a few minutes.
Izuku nodded his agreement. "Yeah, I think that's a good idea,"

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"Pikachu! You can't just fucking steal my chips like that, you shit!" Katsuki screamed as Denki stole one of his potato chips, shoving it in his mouth quickly.

"Don't fight boys," Killua scolded. "Damn it, Gon, stop eating my chocolate!"
"Don't fight, boys," Inko scolded, smiling as Killua pouted and Gon grinned innocently.

Katsuki snorted, smirking as Killua glowered at him. Gon just kept on smiling innocently as Killua and Katsuki started to wrestle on the carpet, pulling at each other's cheeks and hair.

"Take him down, Killua!" Denki cheered.
Hitoshi sighed, pained. "Please don't encourage them,"
Denki grinned brightly at his mate and kissed his cheek.

Tenya gasped loudly. "No fighting in the house!"
The two froze, Katsuki in the middle of pinning Killua down, glancing at each other and Tenya.

"Kacchan, I can't believe you're winning," Izuku muttered in awe.
"I'm not giving up!" Killua shouted between chuckles as he struggled beneath Katsuki's body.

Katsuki started to cackle, but was cut off with a strange, strangled yelp as Gon grabbed him around the waist and pulled him off of Killua. Kacchan screeched as they fell back onto the sofa and Gon pinned him down with a wicked smile.

The rest of the pack watched in both amusement and awe as Gon started to tickle Katsuki, the blond screaming with laughter, trying to struggle and wiggle away, but it was futile.

Izuku mumbled to himself as he hovered behind the sofa, taking a video of the cute moment. None of them had known Kacchan was ticklish.

Gon paused, allowing Katsuki a moment to breathe, face tinged red.
Killua appeared above his head, mischief glinting in his eyes as he smirked wickedly.

"Oh, it's on now," Killua stated.
Katsuki scowled, but suddenly he was laughing again, kicking his legs as he tried fending off two sets of hands. Inko smiled at the adorable sight.

The microwave dinged.
"Oh, Ei, take this, the popcorn is finished," Izuku spoke, handing off his phone to an equally red faced Eijirou, shoulders shaking from amusement.

Izuku left toward the kitchen, getting out bowls to pour in the popcorn, listening to his pack laugh as Katsuki tried to screech threats at Gon and Killua between his laughter. It was futile.

"Izuku!" Eijirou called as he jogged over, holding out his phone. "Someone's calling,"
Izuku blinked in surprise as he took the device. "Who is it?"

Eijirou shrugged. Izuku didn't have the number saved on his phone, but he figured he could answer. If it was the wrong number, then he could easily tell the person so.

He slid his finger across the screen. "Hello?" He greeted, phone pressed against his ear.
"Ah, it's so good to hear your voice again, Izuku,"

Izuku's eyes widened in shock, lips parting as he turned to gape at Eijirou.
"What? Who is it?" The beta questioned.

"Ah, uhm, hi, uhm, Kikyo? Grandma?" Izuku asked, watching as Eijirou flailed his arms in surprise.
"Grandmother is fine, dear," she replied.

Izuku's phone dinged, and he pulled it away from his ear to see Kikyo on the screen, smiling ever so softly at him. Silva was to her left and Zeno beside him, with Milluki in the middle of the group sitting on a chair, to his right stood both Illumi and Kalluto. This couldn't be good.

"How have you been, son?" Zeno asked, smiling softly.
Izuku blinked, glancing up at Eijirou. "I've been fine, I guess," he replied, feeling extremely awkward.

"Did you find Kill yet?" Illumi asked, face blank.
"Uhm," Izuku hesitated, glancing up at Eijirou who shrugged at him. "Sort of? He came back for me," he explained.

"Really?! Well where is he?! Show me my darling little boy!" Kikyo demanded loudly.
Izuku flinched, contemplating hanging up on them, but that would just be rude. They were his family after all.

Izuku glanced out of the kitchen to see what Killua was doing. He was sitting on the sofa, playing with Katsuki's hair.
"You have to keep quiet, though, okay?" Izuku spoke, looking at the group on his phone.

"Very well," Silva stated.
Izuku hesitated a moment before he turned his phone, showing the screen to the room. He made sure to keep it partially hidden, so no one would notice.

Izuku doesn't want to think of how Killua would react if he knew about his family talking with Izuku like this. He held the phone there for a small while, letting them just observe Killua. They hadn't seen him in twenty something years.

When he pulled the phone back, Kikyo was crying into her hands. The males of the family were keeping their faces carefully blank, but he could see a sad smile tugging at Zeno's lips, and a flicker of emotion in Silva's eyes.

"My baby is all grown up," Kikyo wept.
"It's alright, mother," Kalluto consoled, gently patting the woman's back.
"Has he said anything about coming home?" Illumi questioned.

Izuku shook his head. "No, mom hasn't really talked much about you or anything about the war yet, either. I think they're still trying to process everything that they went through. When they got here, they were pretty badly injured," Izuku reported.

"Would you consider talking with him about it?" Silva asked.
Izuku smiled softly at them. "I'll see if I can convince him to come for a visit, but I don't know if he'd come back to stay," Izuku explained.

Zeno chuckled. "I would honestly be surprised if you could get that boy back here for a visit; he's always hated it here,"
"He's nothing but an ungrateful brat!" Milluki spat.

"Shut your mouth, boy!" Kikyo scolded, scowling down at her son.
"We wanted to give you a call to see how you're doing and now you have our number as well. So, grandson, if anything were to happen and you need help with something, don't hesitate to give us a call," Silva explained, smiling at Izuku.

The young alpha grinned. "Thank you so much, uh, grandpa?" He thanked, unsure.
"That's fine," Silva replied, chuckling softly as Izuku beamed at him.

"Well alright then, we'll talk again later," Zeno stated.
Izuku waved at his phone. "It was good to talk with you again! I promise I'll try to convince mom to come visit, or maybe call at least?"

Kikyo smiled. "Thank you, dear,"
"Be sure to call us anytime," Silva stated sternly.
"I will, bye!" Izuku promised, watching as the phone call ended.

He sighed in relief once he was sure it was over.
"That was really weird," Eijirou commented.
Izuku nodded. "Let's not tell anyone about this for now, okay? I don't think mom, or dad for that matter, would be happy if they knew about this," he stated.

Eijirou nodded in agreement. "Yeah, okay,"
"Hey! What are two fucks doing in there?!" Katsuki shouted.
"We're just uploading the video of you giggling like a kid, Kacchan!" Eijirou called back, grinning as he helped Izuku carry in the bowls of popcorn.

Katsuki seethed, trying to look threatening, but it ultimately failed with Killua running his fingers through his hair.
"You better not have, or I'll kill you!" Katsuki seethed.

Killua smiled as he purred, scratching his scalp.
"If you keep that up, mom, he'll fall asleep," Izuku stated, sitting on the ground with his back leant against Killua's legs.

"But his hair is so soft," Killua spoke with a whine as Katsuki wiggled out of his lap and onto the floor next to Izuku.
Gon flopped down next to his mate, grinning as he laid his head down on Killua's lap.

The omega smiled and leant down, pressing a loving kiss to his lips. Shoto sat down next to Killua with Eijirou next to him. Hitoshi sat next to Deku with his back against Shoto's legs, Denki next to him leaning against Ei.

Ochaco was laying on her stomach, hugging a pillow in front of the arm chair where Inko sat. Tenya sat down next to Denki.
"All right! Let's get this show on the road!" Denki exclaimed as Inko pressed play.

"So this is the sport's festival of your first year, right?" Killua asked, fingers scratching Gon's scalp.
"That's right! We'll show you guys the others after this one," Izuku answered.

They sat, watching as the sport's festival started, the first round being an obstacle course. Gon started laughing at the scene of Izuku flying through the air.

They made some comments here and there throughout the cavalry battle, but mostly stayed silent as they watched.
"Oh, I'm interested to see this fight," Gon stated as they watched Hitoshi and Izuku walk onto the platform as the first fight.

"What's your quirk again?" Killua asked, not really taking his eyes off of the tv, chewing popcorn as Gon fed him.
Hitoshi hesitated. "Brainwashing," he replied.

He watched as Gon and Killua turned to look at him simultaneously.
"That's so cool!" Gon praised.
Killua nodded. "I can think of so many different situations that would have helped us,"

Gon snorted. "Oh yeah," he agreed.
They watched the fight between Izuku and Hitoshi, commented on their fighting, Gon even cringed a bit at Izuku's broken finger.

They continued to watch with passing comments, chuckling when Denki short circuited his brain, complimented Ochaco on her amazing fighting and giving commentary on what they thought they could have done differently.

"Man, re-watching that fight reminds of how everyone called Katsuki out for unnecessarily hurting Ochaco," Denki mentioned.
Katsuki scowled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"It would have been an even bigger insult if he'd gone easy on her. I think both of you did really well," Killua stated as Gon reached over to ruffle Kacchan's hair.

Izuku watched as Kacchan pouted a bit, but allowed Gon to touch his hair. This fight had been one of the big reasons why a lot of people had told Katsuki he would be a better villain than a hero. Izuku knew how much that still bothers his alpha mate.

"Now this was an intense fight!" Eijirou stated enthusiastically as Izuku and Shoto walked onto the platform. It grew silent as they watched the fight.

Izuku blushed a bit once he saw how intense and persistent he got during this fight.
"Right from the start you're trying to get Sho to use his fire," Gon observed.

Izuku nodded slowly. From a spectators point of view, their fight looked really intense, he will admit.
His blush grew darker as his fifteen your old self yelled at Shoto that it was his power and not Endeavour's.

Shoto used his fire for the first time and Endeavour comes waltzing down the stairs, screaming words that made both Gon and Killua's blood boil.
"Awh, Izuku, you're so cute trying to help your friend," Killua spoke with a smirk.

Izuku blushed.
"That was really nice! I want to spar with Shoto next time!" Gon spoke excitedly.
"Hah!? I called first dibs, Icy Hot has to wait!" Katsuki shouted.

Killua snorted so hard that it hurt. "Oh my god, Icy Hot!" He wheezed.
Gon chuckled as Killua bent over to laugh into his knees, smothering Gon with his chest. Gon rubbed Killua's back whilst he was slowly being suffocated.

"Oh! I almost forgot! I should go get our food, since they don't deliver tonight," Inko spoke, standing up from her seat.
"Wait, I'll come too!" Ochaco offered.
"Thank you dear," Inko thanked as they walked to the door.

"Come with us Tenya!" Ochaco called, smiling as the other beta got up.
"Very well then," Tenya stated as he got up.
Katsuki turned to glare into the large beta's back. "Keep them safe," he ordered.

"Of course," Tenya replied.
"You're so protective, Kacchan," Denki spoke slyly.
Katsuki grunted as the door shut and Killua finally sat up straight again.

"I noticed you choke Gon a lot, is that like a thing, or?" Denki asked.
Killua blinked. "A thing? What do your mean?"
Gon smirked slyly, turning onto his side with his head still in Killua's lap. "He doesn't do it during sex, if that's what you want to know,"

Denki choked on his own spit as the others made various sounds of shock.
"How can you just talk so openly about your sex life?!" Denki screeched.

Gon frowned in that way that showed he didn't quite understand. "Why should I be? Everyone does it, it's normal. All of us do it, so why shouldn't we be able to talk about it?" He questioned.

"It's embarrassing," Eijirou answered.
Gon's frown deepened. "Is it?"
Killua snickered into his hand. "You can try to argue about this with him for however long you want, but it's never going to change," he stated with amusement.

"Don't you find it embarrassing?" Hitoshi asked curiously.
Killua shook his head. "Not really. For once, I agree with the way Gon thinks on this," he stated.
"What, since we're all fucking, it's okay to share secrets? Favourite positions? Is that it?" Katsuki inquired with a frown.

Both Gon and Killua seemed to consider this as if it were a proposal.
"Well," Killua started.
Denki cut in. "Personally, I like doggy style best; Hitoshi hits all the right places then," he states with a sly smirk.

"Oh my god," Eijirou whispered in mortification.
Hitoshi shot his boyfriend a glare. "Don't just share stuff like that!" He hissed.
Killua hummed thoughtfully, and Izuku felt his horror grow. Why did conversations about sex happen so often with his parents?!

"Doggy style is fun and all, but I like kissing way too much, so we usually take up a position where we're facing," Killua explained.
Denki nodded in understanding.

"I like the missionary position," Shoto added.
"Oh yeah, totally," Denki agreed as Killua nodded.
"That's the best position," the elder omega stated.

"Why?" Izuku asked mournfully into his hands.
It was like there were only four sane people in the room that didn't want to talk about this, the other four, well, they just continued on with their discussions.

Gon turned onto his stomach to better face the other's, Denki turning to cross his arms over Eijirou's lap.
"I personally like it when Killua is on top," Gon admitted.

"Oh, yeah!" Denki shouted in amusement. "Riding is so much fucking fun!"
Killua laughed along with the blond, Gon chuckling in amusement as Izuku turned his horrified look onto his parents.

"What's your favourite?" Shoto asked Killua.
The eldest omega gained a thoughtful look, a light blush dusting his cheeks. "I like to do it against a wall, or a tree," he admitted, his blush darkening a little. "Gon goes as deep as he possibly can then,"

Katsuki started to cackle at Izuku, who was as red as a tomato by now.
"Isn't that super uncomfortable, though?" Eijirou asked, concern in his eyes.
Killua nodded. "It is, but like I said, if I want it deep, that's the best position, unless I'm riding him, but I don't always like that," he explained.

"You look you're about to burst into flames," Hitoshi pointed out, staring at Izuku with slight worry.
"This is so embarrassing," Izuku mumbled.

"We're a pack now, Izuku, we should be able to talk about these things," Killua told.
"You know," Gon started, gaining all of their attention. "On Whale Island and the surrounding islands, back in the old days, packs were so close, they usually had sex together," he explained.

"Oh my god," Denki spoke with shock.
Gon nodded sagely. "Back then, they would always do everything together. The pack alpha usually got his first pick of whom he wanted and when he finished choosing, the other alphas in the pack could choose. Their sex was usually just one, big, orgy." He finished with a grin.

"That sounds," Killua trailed off, hesitated. "Fun?" He sounded very unsure.
Denki shook his head. "I can't imagine handling more than one alpha,"
Killua nodded wistfully. "Whenever Gon goes into a rut, I can't keep up,"

Denki nodded again, sympathetically.
Gon blinked. "Is it really that bad?" He asked curiously.
"Gon, you have the stamina of a fucking beast on a normal day. Now imagine that, but it's like, three times worse in your rut. You barely even take a break," Killua explained.

Both Denki and Shoto cringed at this.
"Oh my god," Denki whispered with a wince, before his eyes glinted with curiosity. "What's his record knots?" He inquired.

Katsuki and Hitoshi turned around in interest, Izuku had tuned when Gon spoke about Whale Island's past and Eijirou had unwillingly been part of the conversation the whole time.

Killua seemed to consider the question. "In a day or in a cycle?" He asked.
Denki hummed. "A day, say twenty four hours," he replied.
Killua thought hard for a moment; Gon hasn't had a rut in sixteen years. Likewise, Killua hasn't had a heat in all those years. He doesn't want to think how intense it would be if they were to go off their heat and rut suppressants.

"Oh!" He said suddenly as he remembered. "His record is eleven knots in twenty four hours," Killua stated.
"What the fu-ow!" Denki stated, cringing at this.

Killua hummed as he nodded.
"Was this that time just before you got pregnant? When you stopped taking birth control and our cycles were out of sync?" Gon asked curiously.
"Yeah," Killua answered.

Gon grinned at the memory. "You could barely walk for a week," he mentioned.
Killua pouted. "I was sore, you ass!" He whacked Gon on the back.

Gon laughed, patting Killua's stomach gently in apology. "Sorry, Killua,"
The omega glared half-heartedly at him.
"I haven't spent a heat with Katsuki and Izuku yet," Shoto mentioned with a frown.

"Why?" Killua asked curiously.
Shoto's frown deepens a bit. "I worry they might fight over me in that moment, and might even hurt Eijirou in the process, too," he admitted.

"I get it, it's pretty scary. But you should trust Bakubro and Izuku a bit more, don't you think? Trust that they love you and each other enough not to fight over you like you're some object and that they won't hurt Ei, either," Denki uttered.

Shoto seemed to consider this, nodding absentmindedly.
"You spent a heat with Hitoshi?" Eijirou asked in surprise.
Denki nodded with a smile. "I did, but only once before,"
"When?" Katsuki questioned.

"Uhm," Denki hummed as he thought. "Like, a few months after we first got together?" He replied.
"What about you, Killua?" Eijirou asked. "Did you spend your first heat with Gon?"

Killua shook his head. "No, I spent my first few heats alone, but when we got together at sixteen, I spent my heats with him," he explained. "It was a bit frightening, since it was my first time having sex, too,"

"What? So you guys have only ever had sex with each other?" Denki asked in surprise.
The two adults nodded simultaneously.
"How long have you guys been together now romantically?" Hitoshi asked.

"Twenty one years!" Gon replied with a proud grin.
"That's amazing," Eijirou spoke in awe.
Killua blushed lightly at this.

"So wait, when's your next cycle? Since, I mean, you can't really go through a heat here," Denki spoke. "There's no space,"
Killua shook his head. "We're on heat and rut suppressants right now, so that isn't an immediate concern,"

The teenager's all frowned. "Suppressants? Isn't that bad for you?" Eijirou asked.
Killua shrugged. "It's not exactly the best thing, but it doesn't have any lasting side effects. Heat and rut suppressants are different from regular suppressants, those are to suppress your second gender and their a big no, no," he explained.

Katsuki sighed in relief.
"So what happens when you guys stop taking the suppressants you're on?" Izuku asked softly.
Gon grinned. "We'll probably go into a heat and rut, but more intense than usual since we haven't had a cycle in like, how many years Killua?" He asked in confusion.

"Seventeen years, we had our last cycle just after Izuku had his first birthday," Killua supplied.
Gon nodded as he remembered.
"Seventeen years?!" Denki shouted in surprise.

"The next is going to be a very intense cycle for you two," Shoto pointed out.
Killua nodded. "Yeah, not sure if I should look forward to that or not,"
Gon grinned brightly. "It'll be fine, Killua!"

"Fucking dunce face made a good point, though, you two can't return to a regular fucking cycle here," Katsuki pointed out.
"Yeah, we'll have to wait until we can buy a house. Which reminds me, Izuku, you need to find out if you can have a day off, we need to go house hunting soon," Killua muttered.

"You're buying a house?" Hitoshi asked in surprise.
Gon nodded. "This apartment is too small for the four of us, and since Killua, Inko and I don't want Izuku to have to choose between us, we decided to buy a house big enough for the four of us!" He explained happily.

"That's so great!" Denki spoke enthusiastically just as Inko, Tenya and Ochaco re-entered the apartment.
"When should I take a day off?" Izuku asked.

Killua shrugged. "As soon as you can,"
"Do you guys have any idea what you're looking for?" Izuku asked curiously.
"Just a nice, big house, nothing too specific I can think of," Killua answered.

"Why a big house?" Ochaco asked, jumping into the conversation as if she hadn't missed anything.
"For when they have more kids!" Izuku explained before his mother could come up with any other reply.

The pack whipped their heads around to stare at the two mates.
"You're having more kids?!" Denki asked, eyes glinting with excitement.
Killua blushed crimson. "Izuku! You-you can't just say stuff like that!" He scolded, flustered.

Izuku shook his head. Killua can talk about his favourite sex positions with nothing but a light flush, but talking about having more children caused him to stammer and the ultimate embarrassment. Izuku doesn't think he'd ever understand his mother.

"Never mind that, I can't wait! When are you guys going to start?! Oh, those babies are going to be so cute!" Ochaco spoke excitedly.
"I'm happy for you boys," Inko stated with a soft smile.

Gon chuckled as he watched Killua's neck start to turn red.
"This is so exciting!" Denki added.
"You guys are talking like I'm already pregnant," Killua spoke with embarrassment.

"We can't fucking help it! It's just-you-! That's just so-! Fuck!" Katsuki shouted.
Izuku could see the emotion glint behind Kacchan's eyes. He knew then that his suspicions about Kacchan crying when the time did come for babies were true.

"We first need to find a bigger place, then we can talk about when, okay," Killua stated, but he was smiling with excitement.
"I'll be the best big brother!" Izuku declared.

"We'll protect those babies with our lives!" Eijirou added.
Hitoshi tried to suppress his own excited little smile.
Denki whined. "Do we really have to wait so long?"

Gon chuckled loudly, the teens were almost more excited than they were; and it was relieving. He knew then that there was nothing to worry about, that they didn't gave to worry about rejection in any way.

Gon and Killua could finally focus on their future and live happily. The sports festival recording continued to play in the background, long forgotten; they would have to re-watch it again some other time.

Chapter Text

As it turned out, house hunting was not very easy. Since none of them had any specific idea in mind of what they wanted except a big house with a nice kitchen--requested by Inko--they had a lot of options.

Which would have been nice, too, if more than half of them weren't falling apart, some were too far away from the city and other's were in dangerous parts of the city.

They only had about three options that fit their criteria, big with a nice kitchen, near the city or in a safe part of the city. The first house they went to look at had a nice front and backyard, with three bedrooms and two bathrooms, a basement and dining room along with the living room.

The kitchen was a tad bit too small, though, and Izuku pointed out that three bedrooms wouldn't be enough when Gon and Killua decided to have more children.

The second house was nice and spacious, in walking distance of a small shopping centre. It's backyard could use some work, and there wasn't a fence around the front yard.

It hard three bedrooms and one bathroom, an office which could be turned into another bedroom. The kitchen was a good size, too. It didn't have a basement or attic, but that was fine.

It did have a bit of damage, but nothing that couldn't be fixed quickly enough with the right amount of cash. This one was turned down too, since it didn't have enough bathrooms and too much to work on.

The last house had a large backyard with a swimming pool and a decent front yard, it was fenced, which Killua liked. It also had a double garage, which was good since they would probably need to get cars, too. The real estate agent explained to them that the house was relatively old, but didn't have any damage; it was well taken care of.

They entered the house, and there was a wooden staircase that led to the second and third floors. Down the hall to the right just before the staircase was a set of sliding double doors that lead into an office.

Further down the hall to the left was an archway that lead to the living room. The empty room was massive with a fireplace in the centre of the wall to the left.

To the right of the room was another archway that lead to a nice, open more modern kitchen. The real estate agent explained that some renovations had been done and some things were changed to fit the modern era.

There was a door to left corner of the kitchen that lead outside. Another door in the corner to the left that lead down to the basement, which was very large and luckily, not creepy. The agent lead them back down the hall to the staircase, showing them a door built into the staircase that was a small storage closet.

At the end of the hall was another archway that lead into the dining room. The stairs creaked a bit as they climbed up to the second floor. The house had a grand total of five bedrooms and three bathrooms, excluding the bathroom connected to the master bedroom.

The second floor held three bedrooms and two bathrooms. One of the bathrooms had a shower while the other had a tub, both were decently sized, not too big but not too small either.

The bedrooms were all nicely sized too, with built in closets and big windows to let in the natural light. One of the bedrooms was a bit bigger than the others with two closets instead of one.

There was another wooden staircase that lead up to the third floor with the master bedroom, one other bedroom, a bathroom and the entrance to the attic.

The master bedroom was nice and big with a walk in closet and an archway to the left that lead into the connected bathroom. The bathroom had a shower and a bathtub.

All in all, they really liked this house. It was nice and large, with a big kitchen, fenced yard and enough bedrooms and bathrooms; and on the plus side, the place had a swimming pool.

The real estate agent took them to the kitchen, seeming a bit nervous to talk about the price. Izuku flinched at hearing the price, but neither Gon nor Killua even batted an eye.

They had enough money saved over the years to buy this house and live comfortably for the rest of their lives. It was all thanks to the war they had been a part of, Cheadle had paid them handsomely for their extermination of the ants. To top it off, the survivors got paid the shares of the ones who didn't make it.

They signed some paperwork and was told it would take about a week, week and a half to finalize the paperwork and then they were free to move in.

They left feeling extremely excited, knowing that in about two weeks, they would be able to move into their new home. In the meantime, they had a lot of shopping to do.

"I'm exhausted," Killua muttered to himself as he flopped down onto the closest bench he could find. They were at the mall, a week after they bought their home, searching for furniture.

It was a Saturday, the entire pack had pickled along, with Inko, Gon, Izuku and himself. They had split up a little while back to go look through stores and see what they like.

They would then, as a group, all go through those stores and pick out whatever they thought would work and all liked. Killua took a sip from his paper cup with hot chocolate, thoroughly spent.

He groaned.
"Mind if I sit here?" A male voice asked to his left.
Killua glanced up, there stood a tall male, dressed in dark clothing with a hood over his face.

Killua shrugged, gesturing to the open space beside him. "Sure,"
The male flopped down onto the seat with a sigh, as if he had been on his feet the whole day, like Killua.

Killua wasn't too worried that the man might be a mugger, he could hold his own if it came to that. Hell, Killua was fast enough to literally dodge a bullet and there were few people in the world that could match his speed and strength.

The male beside him sighed as he sank further into his seat, his hood slipping off a bit. Killua made a point not to openly stare at the purple scars he could see on the bottom half of the man's face and neck.

"I hate the mall," the man mentioned, shoving his scarred hands into his jacket pockets, thoroughly relaxed.
Killua snorted into his cup. "You and me both," he replied with amusement in his voice.

"Then why are you here?" The male inquired curiously.
"I could ask you the same thing," Killua retorted.
He could see from his peripheral as the man nodded with a short chuckle. "Fair enough. My friends dragged me here, told me I don't get out all that much, but then we got separated and I've been left searching for them all alone," he explained.

Killua turned his head to smile softly at the young man beside him. He seemed young, at least. Maybe in his early twenties?
"Well, if you must know, I'm here shopping for furniture with my family," Killua answered his earlier question.

The man made a curious noise. "Did you get separated, too?" He asked.
Killua shook his head. "No, we split up to search for furniture on our own," he surmised.

The male turned to look at him, his hood sliding up even further. "Shopping separately for furniture?" He asked.
Killua hummed in confirmation.
"For a house?" The man clarified.

Killua nodded with another hum.
The man burst out laughing, throwing his head back. "That's such a weird way of shopping!" He spoke between amused laughter.
His hood slid back until it only rested over his forehead and hair.

His face had so many scars, underneath his eyes and from his lower lip all the way down his neck. Killua couldn't see where they ended, or if they even did at all. His face was covered in staples, too.

He looked very handsome, despite his many scars; Killua actually thought it added to his looks. He looked happy, laughing wholeheartedly the way he was, eyes shut in amusement.

Killua pouted. "What's so funny?"
The male lowered his head, still chuckling softly. "Aren't you scared you'll end up with a disaster of a house, then? If you and your family shop separately, then you might end up with a lot of different things that won't match," he stated.

Killua nodded. "That's true, but they're not allowed to buy anything quite yet, they're just browsing for what they like and then we'll decide later," he explained.

The man finally stopped laughing. "See? Now that's better. Who knows what you could have ended up with," he pointed out.
Killua snickered. "Probably a house that looked like a clown fairy threw up all over it,"

The two started to chuckle again, shoulders shaking with amusement. Once they stopped laughing, a comfortable silence stretched between them.

Killua turned to the young man with a friendly smile. "My name's Killua, by the way," he introduced.
The man turned to look at him, his hood casting a shadow over his eyes, so the omega couldn't clearly make out the colour. It seemed blue to him, though.

The young man seemed to hesitate for a moment. "Name's Touya," he stated eventually.
Killua's smile brightened then, and Touya seemed to want to turn away from him then.

"It's nice to meet you, Touya," he spoke softly.
Touya hunched in on himself, shoulders pulled towards his ears.
He was quiet for a small while. "You're, you're related to Midoriya Izuku, right?" He asked after a while.

Killua frowned. "Yeah," he replied warily with a nod.
"I saw him in the sports festival, that kid's hard to miss, really," Touya stated.

Killua smiled, feeling proud. "He is,"
Touya shifted in his seat to turn and face Killua better. "You're his mother, right?" He inquired.
Killua nodded again. "I am,"

Touya hesitated. "You-he's friends with my little brother, actually," he stated.
Killua's eyebrows rose at this. "Really? Who?"
Touya bit his lower lip. "Sh-Shoto,"

Killua's lips parted in surprise, watching as Touya reached up to pull off his hood, and Killua could faintly see the resemblance. Touya had turquoise eyes, a matching set to that of Shoto's left eye.

"I haven't met any of Shoto's family before," Killua mentioned, watching Touya's eyes flitter across his face.
"You can't tell him," Touya stated, face carefully neutral.

Killua frowned. "And why's that?" He asked cautiously.
His body tensed as Touya pulled his hands out of his pockets and reached for one of his--the one that didn't hold his paper cup and gently lay in his lap--carefully taking the pale hand in his own, heavily scarred hands.

Touya pulled his hand up, pausing briefly to gauge his reaction, before moving Killua's hand up to rest on top of his hair. Killua kept his hand in Touya coarse hair, not knowing what to do, but not wanting to pull away, either. The younger seemed to really need this physical comfort.

"Little Sho probably thinks I'm dead," Touya murmured quietly and Killua had to strain his ears to hear the softly spoken words.
Killua's eyes flittered around to try and see if anyone was paying them any attention.

"My father is a scumbag," Touya stated, head tilted forward and body bent at an awkward angle; it almost looked like he was bowing to the omega.