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dreamingofpair-o-dice · 8 years ago

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This was it; on the other side of that door is the most important person in my life. Katsuki thought to himself as he ran his hands along the sides of his slacks.

This moment was more important to him than when he got into UA, more important than when he graduated, and even more important than the day he was announced the #2 Hero!

His hands were sweating profusely, and he couldn’t risk blowing up anything in this room; there was too much at stake. Try as he might to get rid of the dangerous sweat, it continued to build up.

Breathe! He demanded of himself, forcing the air into his lungs in a slow and sputtering pattern. The pale blue tie he was wearing suddenly felt like it was choking him. He reached up to loosen it a bit, wanting nothing more than to just rip it from his neck. However, he couldn’t remove the contraption. He’d been instructed to wear it, and the glare he’d received when he protested earlier had quickly put him in his place.

“Why did I wear this stupid thing?” He said, struggling with the tight knot, finally giving up. Obviously he knew why he’d worn it, but complaining about it somehow made the suffocating feeling less intense.

A pair of scarred hands replaced his, slightly undoing the Windsor knot to allow Katsuki to breathe, “Because it makes your eyes pop!” the man facing him said with a cheeky grin plastered across his face. “Hold still, let me fix it.” He continued.

“It’s not like she’s going to notice if I’m not wearing it, can I just take it off?” He really didn’t want to wear the stupid tie, “Please?”

The look on Izuku’s face was all he needed to drop the subject, allowing him to fix the silk around his neck. He noticed that Deku was just as nervous as he was; he noticed the small tremble in his hands and how tight his shoulders looked.

If his noose will help him calm down… Katsuki thought, mentally promising that he would drop all complaints about the tie.

Once his tie was back in place, minus the choking effect, Katsuki rested his hands on Izuku’s shoulders. In any other situation he would have heated up his hands just enough so allow the warmth to soothe Izuku’s muscles. However, this wasn’t the time for such actions, and he hoped that his touch was reassuring enough.

“I can tell you’re nervous Kacchan,” Izuku said, his eyes had settled on a spot on the floor between their feet, “This is really sudden, I didn’t think it would happen this fast… Are you ready for this? Am I ready for this? Are we ready for this? Will we even know what to do? What if….. Or I….. What about…..”

Katsuki let Izuku’s continuous mumbling fill the room, he didn’t want to interrupt him. Honestly, it was easing his anxiousness a bit too.

Frantically, Izuku’s head snapped up, “You’re not getting cold feet are you Kacchan?” Izuku’s eyes looked terrified.

Like hell I’m getting cold feet! He thought, accompanied by an obnoxious eye roll, “Of course not! We didn’t catch that last minute red eye, and fly all the way the America just to turn back now!”

Izuku laughed, relief relaxing the muscles of his face that had been twisted by nerves, “Okay, you’re right. We can do this!” He still sounded like he was trying to convince himself; grabbing the other’s hand, he interlaced their fingers together.

“We got this!” Katsuki echoed back, adding a light squeeze to Izuku’s hand.

Suddenly the door in front of the two men opened, and an overly excited middle-aged woman stood before them. When neither man made any attempt to enter the room on their own, her arms started flapping wildly, trying to usher them into the much smaller area.

There were no windows inside the new room, but the bright florescent lights above them offered enough light to make them squint a bit. It’s harshness radiated off the yellow wallpaper, and brought attention to the wall decals that speckled the room – animals, cartoons, and block letter ABC’s suggested this room was normally used for younger children.

As soon as he had entered the room his nerves instantly calmed. Despite the bright colours and obnoxious lighting, there was an aura about the room, and he thought that he couldn’t be anxious even if he wanted to. Izuku seemed to feel it too, his normal ticks had settled; his voice steady and calm as he introduced them to the two women now sitting at the table in the centre of the room.

He could just be holding it together for my sake, Katsuki noted as he followed Izuku further into the room. He held out his arm to shake the younger woman’s hand, forgetting to wipe his hand off before they made contact.

“Hello, I’m Poppy Fantoche.” The girl said, not showing that she’d noticed Katsuki’s overly sweaty hand. Her smile was wide and toothy as she moved on to shaking Izuku’s hand. “I’m so glad the two of you were able to come all this way on such short notice. I thank you for meeting me in person as well…”

The two men could tell how nervous she was, her smile couldn’t hide the tremble in her voice, or the way her eyes darted back and forth between the two of them.

Poppy was only 16, but she stood tall and strong. Izuku had seen pictures of her before, but standing in front of them now, she looked much prettier; without any make up on, her features looked soft and delicate, but her eyes held a fierceness that he recognized as heroic. He quickly wondered what her quirk was, but this was neither the time nor the place to ask.

She played with the plastic medical band around her wrist for a few moments, then realized that she had been standing still for much too long without saying anything, and now she felt her confidence failing her.

“Um…” She started, “Daniel says he wishes he could have been here to meet you guys too…” strands of hair have fallen from her messy blonde pony tale, and she nervously tucks them behind her ears. “Honestly, I think this it would have been too hard for him to be here.”

Izuku had seen pictures of Daniel as well. He was the same age as Poppy, but he looked so much older; tall and strong, with jet black hair that was cropped into a military style. It surprised him that Poppy would be the emotionally strong one, out of the two.

He wanted to know more about Daniel, more about Poppy as well, but they had been warned about getting close to them – It makes things like this harder for everyone, especially them because they are young, he heard the words echo through his mind.

Poppy suddenly felt very cold, and she wrapped the hospital gown tightly around her before speaking, “I…” she held herself around her middle, trying to hold herself together as she spoke, “I guess I should get on with it…”

She turned and walked to the back of the room, and towards a crib they hadn’t even noticed before now. Poppy takes her time, and it looks elegant the way she is lifting the baby from it’s crib. Izuku can see her mouth moving, but he isn’t able to hear what she is saying. Eventually, she returns to them with an arm full of pink blankets, and her eyes slightly red.

Poppy hesitates in front of Katsuki, his arms already positioned to hold the newborn, and nuzzles her face into the blanket one last time, “Goodbye little one.” She can’t help but sway her hips and bounce a little as she speaks, her motherly instincts reaching out and taking control of her body. “These nice men are going to be your new Daddies,” she continues, “and they are going keep you safe and happy, and make sure that you are always loved!”

Izuku can’t help but nod along with all the things she is saying.

Then Poppy passes the little one to Katsuki. She feels both light and heavy at the same time; like a weight has been lifted off of her shoulders, but then placed on her heart instead. I am making the right decision, the look on the faces of Katsuki and Izuku do a good job of confirming her thoughts.

Katsuki let’s out the breath he hadn’t known he was holding, “She’s so perfect…” his voice was a whisper. Tears build in his eyes, but he didn’t attempt to stop them as they slowly rolled down his cheeks.

There was a lump in his throat that he couldn’t swallow; it almost felt like his tie was choking him again, but he knew it was something entirely different. Too many emotions were flowing through him, and they were all getting stuck as the base of his throat.

“You are so much more important…” Katsuki’s manages to get out, and his voice was so dreamy, and gentle, that he hardly recognized it himself.

This tiny creature had mesmerized him; he’s only pulled out of his own thoughts about cuteness, delicateness, and preciousness when Izuku places a hand against his lower back and rests his head on his right shoulder.

Izuku had never seen anything more breathtaking in his life, the love of his life, holding their child in his arms for the first time. The way he held her conveyed all his feelings: pride, joy, and love, all wrapped up in the way he looked at the child he held so tenderly in his arms.

He’d only seen that look on Kacchan’s face once before; it was the moment he’d walked through the doors of the old church near where they grew up. With Inko wrapped tightly around his left arm, he walked down the isle towards his Kacchan.

Being Izuku, he only saw Katsuki’s face briefly before his tears started flowing down his own face, blurring his vision. But he’d had never forgotten how his face radiated with pride and happiness in that moment.

Seeing that look again warmed Izuku’s heart, even more so now that it was directed at their child – their future.

“Do you want to hold her?”

Izuku nods against his arm, and immediately his arms are in position to accept the bundle. Kacchan is being so careful as he shifts his hold on the baby, getting ready to pass her to him, and it makes Izuku’s smile grow.

Once he had her, it was instinctual the way his arms molded around her, and it felt like the most natural thing in the world when he leaned down and placed his lips to the crown of her head.

When he drew back, the small child looked up at him and he wondered if she would start crying, but for some reason he knew that she wouldn’t. He held her small body closer to him, and placed another kiss to the child’s forehead. Her skin was so soft against his lips, and his nose was filled with the unmistakable scent of “baby.”

“I’ve known you for two minutes, and you’ve already stolen my heart…” the words fell from his lips without his brain registering them.

Katsuki finally reached out to Izuku, a hand wiping tears from his cheeks that he hadn’t known were tumbling down his face.

For a moment, they forget about the two women standing a few feet away from them. For a moment, they are the only three people in the entire world; they are in their bubble of pure bliss, and they shared a kiss.

“I’m so happy!” Katsuki said against his lover’s lips, “I am so happy.”

They took a few more seconds to indulge themselves before they returned their attention back to the women in front of them.

There were a few matters that needed to be taken care of, so Izuku passed the child back to Katsuki. There were papers that needed to be signed, some required by the adoption agent, and some required by the hospital.

A short while later, everything had been signed and dated. The agent reached her hand out to Izuku, a proud smile on her face and said “Congratulations, you two are officially parents!”

Izuku gladly took her hand, and shook it vigorously – his excitement now uncontainable.

Poppy quietly spoke through the congratulations, “The bag on the table has some things for her; some bottles, a pacifier, and a few blankets. The nurses kept giving me stuff for the baby… they didn’t know.”

She brushed away a few tears before continuing, “You can take them, or leave them, it’s up to you.”

“Thank you!” Izuku said, pulling Poppy into a gentle hug, tears fallings to her shoes as she tried to quickly gather herself.

She pulled away, starting to apologize to Izuku for her tears, but his reassuring hands on her shoulders made her stop.

“Poppy…” He looked back at Katsuki and the child before continuing; “With this great sacrifice, you are giving us the most wonderful gift in the entire world. We will never be able to thank you enough, but thank you!”

Izuku retracted his hands, took a step back, and bowed to Poppy. He didn’t know if she understood the significance or the weight held behind the gesture, but it was important to him to express his gratitude as much as possible to the young girl.

Then, with a click of her tongue, the adoption agent signaled to Poppy that it was time to leave. So she quickly made her way to Katsuki to say one final goodbye.

She gently caressed the child’s head, not trusting herself to ask to hold her again, but said a few words that only Katsuki could hear: “You are going to be so loved little one… I hope one day you forgive me,” and after a chaste kiss on the cheek, and a gentle squeeze of the hand, she had made her way to the doorway.

“Before I leave, can I ask you both one question?” Poppy’s tears had stopped momentarily, and she looked upon the couple with hope. Hope that once they answered her question, she would be okay to move on, knowing she was doing the right thing. At least that’s what she told herself would happen.

After they had both nodded their approval, she asked, “What’s her name?”

“Kazuko” Kacchan replied quickly. He thought for a moment before continuing, “It means ‘peaceful child.’” He hoped he had given her what she needed.

A small laugh escaped her mouth, a smile forming even though new tears were again falling, “How fitting,” and with that she was gone.

Katsuki can feel Izuku wrap his arms around his waist, but can’t tare his eyes away from his daughter; her eyes are closed again, and her tiny face has wrinkled all its features together. He really has never seen something so perfectly beautiful in all his life.

“Kazuko… I love you.”

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