Mistakes into Miracles 2

“Once the new family dorms are ready Present Mic and I will be in charge, and before any asks, yes Yamada is in the same boat,” Aizawa told his class during afternoon classes the next day.

He noted that all four expectant students were in class, likely due to Recovery Girl giving them medications that helped with morning sickness. Bakugo still looked sleepy however, Denki kept glancing at his ex before tearing up and looking back at the board but those were things that he couldn’t really fix.

He continued after making sure the class was listening, “This dorm will be one level only, it will have many of the same amenities as the normal dorms but each couple will be sharing what is essentially a small apartment but without a kitchen. There will be two bedrooms one for the parents and one for said child once they are born. You can combine your currant room set ups to make your new rooms your own. Please try to not fight about it, there will also be a storage area for each couple for extra stuff. Also if something feels wrong, anything at all, let us know right away.”
After a few days later they moved into their new dorms, or rather pros moved their things in for them for the most part.

“Kaminari-kun, you need to come to dinner, you need to eat,” Momo said knocking on her friend’s door around said meal time after they moved in, blinking when the door opened, meaning it hadn’t been fully closed in the first place, “Denki?”

The blonde was sitting at his desk clearly trying to study, looking up from his books when light that wasn’t from his desk lamp entered his range of sight.

“Oh, sorry…lost track of time,” he said pushing himself away from his desk.

Momo walked over and put a hand on his shoulder, “If you need help just ask.”

Denki nodded tearing up as Jiro walked in looking for her girlfriend.

“OMG! Yaomomo! What did you do?” the other girl asked thinking her friend was upset.

Denki held his hands up to prevent a fight before drying his eyes, “I’m not upset, she was offering to help me study and I was happy.”

“Sorry…I just can’t believe Shinso! No one in class can,” Jiro admitted as her girlfriend gave her a hug trying to calm her.

“It’s not his fault…apparently he’s part off an arranged marriage…”

Jiro couldn’t help but frown as they headed to the dining room. Over the next few weeks the teens took turns making sure Denki was ready for class. Two of the other pregnant students started to experience the “wonders” of morning sickness along with the electricity wielding blonde and their pregnant teacher.

“Shoto…I think I’m going to marry this toilet…” the ill green-haired boy told his fiancée.

After their parents found out about the pregnancies, they had agreed to them marrying but the adults were planning the weddings so the kids could focus on their pregnancies and studies.

The dual haired boy rubbed his lover’s back as he started to sniffle, “I know you don’t mean that, you’re just feeling sick.”

“I hate this!”

Todoroki sighed still rubbing before getting up to get him a cup of water, “It’s for our baby. The tiny human who’s relying on you to survive.”

“I’d still like to be able to keep my food in my stomach,” Izuku replied taking the cup, taking small sips.

Todoroki chuckled and muttered, “Maybe the baby’s a picky eater.”

“What was that?”

“Nothing, I’ll go get your nausea medication,” Todoroki replied getting up to get the meds, he really didn’t want to upset Izuku.

Bakugo was overjoyed when he found he was feeling fully woken up that morning.

“I am actually awake!” he cheered causing Kirishima to stick his head out of the bathroom as he was styling his hair.

“That’s great, isn’t it your day to check on Kaminari?’”

Bakugo groaned, he really didn’t want to deal with the other blonde. Denki was an emotional mess because of the pregnancy and the breakup, a single wrong word could either get him crying which was annoying or sparking which could become bad if he wasn’t calmed down. Recovery Girl was already making plans to put a Quirk blocker on him to protect himself and the baby. She was considering one for Bakugo, Izuku and Mic too but at the moment Denki was priority.

“Fine…” he sighed before going to check on him to find Denki wasn’t in his room or bathroom, he was in the dining area doing some last-minute homework while eating a banana.

“You’re not feeling sick?” Bakugo asked grabbing a muffin for his own breakfast, the explosive blonde the only one who had avoided morning sickness.

Denki nodded taking a bite of banana.

“That’s good.”

Both boys looked up as Momo walked in and started to dig around in the cabinets.

“Did someone move the ginger tea? Kyoka’s feeling ill.”

“Papa drank the last of it before he and Daddy went in,” called Eri from the common area where she was watching anime and eating toast, “And before you ask my tutor called in sick, so I’ll walk to the school with you guys. There should be some ginger ale in the fridge.”

“Thank you, hopefully we’ll get more tea soon,” Momo said pouring a glass of the thankfully flat ginger ale for her girlfriend.

Jiro slowly sipped the soda watching Momo pack their school bags with a small smile. The black-haired heiress was taking this pregnancy thing in stride in Jiro’s opinion. She always made sure her fiancée was happy and even got a drone service with the school’s approval to deliver anything she or any of the others craved during the pregnancies.

“We’re going to be late if you guys don’t hurry up!” snapped Bakugo where he was waiting at the door with Kirishima.

“Coming!” the rest of the teens called before catching up with the other two.

Over the next couple months the pregnant group noticed a few things changing about their bodies. Jiro’s breasts had grown and found that some of the boys were having some issues with their pecs becoming swollen and tender. It was also getting harder and harder to make Denki give off his usual smile. It honestly broke many of his classmates’ hearts to see him frowning and it worried the other pregnant members of the class since this could hurt his baby.One day during their fourth month things came to a head. Shota noticed that Denki didn’t look well and walked over.

“Kaminari, are you feeling alright? You know you’re supposed to let us know if anything felt wrong.”

The blonde shook his head, “My stomach hurts…sensei…I’m scared…”

“Don’t panic,” he said calling for an ambulance as the rest of the class looked on.

“Denki…” Shinso whispered as the blonde was taken away the rest of the class looking very worried, “Screw what that hag says!”

He ran to the teacher’s lounge begging Midnight to drive him to the hospital. Denki whimpered as doctors prepped him for surgery, apparently something was wrong with his appendix as he was put under, he thought he saw a familiar pair of purple eyes before he passed out.
Aizawa sighed as the rest of the class demanded to go to the hospital too, after getting the okay from the principal they loaded up. Unknown to him Nezu was required to call Shinso’s grandmother if he left the school grounds and when she found out where he was and why she was pissed.

Shinso didn’t care that the rest of the class seemed pissed at him, he knew why, and he was honestly pissed at himself, but he loved Denki too much let his grandmother hurt him. She had hated his mother too, claiming that she had used her quirk, which he had inherited in a different from, to brainwash his father into marrying her. Shinso couldn’t really remember that much about his mom since she had passed away of an illness when he was only seven but he knew that wasn’t true.
Before she had passed away, she had given him her engagement ring and wedding band that he’d taken to wearing on a chain around his neck except in gym and other physical activities that could cause their loss. After her death his grandmother had tried to pressure his father into marrying a woman that she had chosen which he had refused. To get her off his back and to be able to work without worry about his son being alone he gave her legal custody of his son. Shinso never blamed his father for this nor his mother’s death.

The whole class along with Denki’s parents looked up when the light signaling there was a surgery in progress went off meaning that it was over. They waited with bated breath before a nurse came out and said that Denki and the baby would be fine. Their joy was short lived as an older woman with greying dark purple hair stomped forward in a traditional kimono carrying a draw string purse.
“Hitoshi! What are you doing here! You should be in class!” she snapped grabbing Shinso by his clothes and started to drag him away.

The indigo haired boy broke the woman’s grip, “Stop being so heartless! Denki had appendicitis! He and our child could have died!”

To the shock of everyone she actually hit her grandson on the head with her purse.

“I do not care about that little whore or his bastard child. The slut that gave birth to you already messed up our family tree enough and I’m doing everything I can to get it back on track!”

The other students were pissed she dared talk about Denki and Shinso’s mother that way.

“My son is not a whore you witch! He’s sweet, and lazy at times, but he’s passionate and wants to be a hero to make the world a better place!” snapped Denki’s mother breaking free of her equally ticked husband to get in the older woman’s face.

Said older woman drew her hand back to swing only have her wrist caught by a man dressed in scrubs. His hair was also dark purple in a spiky style like the Shinso’s but his eyes were identical to the teen’s and he didn’t look pleased.

“That’s enough, Mother. Leaving Hitoshi in your care was a mistake, you learned nothing. He wrote to me you know, how much it hurt seeing the one he loved in emotional pain forcing himself to stay away for fear of you removing him from the school or worse dragging that poor boy’s family into poverty because you can’t let anyone be happy because you couldn’t.”

“Toshiro!” the man’s mother tried to protest before he held up his hand.

Toshiro as he was dubbed continued, “This isn’t the old days mother. Bloodlines no longer matter. So, drop your close minded views and let us be happy or else you’ll be cut out of not only our lives but that of your great grandchild. Maybe if you finally let go you could actually be happy too.”

The old woman huffed then sighed, “Fine…”

Toshiro put his hand on his son’s shoulder, “He’ll be waking up soon, I think you should be by his side when he wakes up.”

Shinso nodded before hurrying to Denki’s room having to back track to ask his father where it was being followed by the blonde’s parents. Denki kept his eyes as he came out off his medically induced slumber, his stomach was sore from the surgery, his head was a little fussy and someone was holding his hand. He knew it wasn’t one of his dad’s calloused hands nor one of his mom’s small soft hands…but he knew it… He slowly cracked open his eyes and wondered if he had died and gone to heaven because the person holding his hand and watching him wake up was Shinso.

“Hey,” the purple haired teen said softly.

“Why are you here?”

“Because I love you and I want to ask you something,” he said pulling out his mother’s engagement ring, “Will you marry me?”

TBC