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Izuku was walking with his mom in a sketchy neighborhood (she probably didn't approve of the neighborhood but it was the quickest way home after they moved) when he saw the bookstore.
Now, Izuku always lost himself in books because it was better than the life he lived, so when he saw the opportunity to wander through a bookstore, he took it. He begged his mother to look through the bookstore when he saw it was open until she eventually gave in and guided the two of them through the door.
The bell chimed and an old lady walked towards the pair and greeted them, "Hello, I'm Tomiko Ouma. I'm the owner of this fine establishment."
"Hello, Ouma-chan," Inko, Izuku's mother, greeted back while Izuku waved distractedly, gazing in wonder at the large amount of books.
"Now, your son looks intuitive and determined, am I correct?" Tomiko deduced.
"Yes, my boy is very determined and observant," Inko agreed then added a bit quieter, "It comes with being quirkless nowadays."
Tomiko chuckled, "I know how that goes." Tomiko turned the sign from "open" to "closed."
Izuku snapped out of his daze immediately, "Your quirkless, Ouma-chan?"
"Indeed, and I'm past my prime and ready to retire," Tomiko chuckled again, "So how would one of you two like to run my bookstore?"
"Ah, I couldn't as I already have a job," Inko declined.
"I want to, please mom?" Izuku asked.
"Sure, sweetheart," Inko looked towards Tomiko, "when can we sign off?"
"Right now, but first I have something to show you," Tomiko beckoned them towards the little coffee nook. She then walked behind the little counter and pulled out all the medical supplies needed to treat minor and major injuries without surgery.
"Aren't you afraid I'm gonna report you and get this place shut down?" Inko asked.
"Oh please, I'm retiring, you wouldn't want to deprive your son of something he wants, and the quirkless can slip through the cracks of the law," Tomiko brushed the topic off, starting to teach Izuku how to treat patients with any injury.
( ***---*** )
Izuku had a bounce in his step the rest of the way home, they got the bookstore and Inko was happy for her son. She knew he felt guilty about being the cause for the divorce and the move and she made sure to remind him that she loved him, but let him think that this was his way of repaying her.
"Do you want Katsudon tonight to celebrate gaining your own business?" Inko asked when they got back to their new apartment.
"Yes, please mom!" Izuku practically glowed at how his mother was supporting him.
Inko started on the Katsudon while Izuku changed.
Izuku changed into a green dino onesie (he would have worn an All Might onesie but he was so excited that he grabbed the wrong onesie).
Inko and Izuku ate in relative silence with the occasional small talk.
Eventually, they finished dinner with plans to fix the bookstore up the next day.
( ***---*** )
Izuku sweeped up dust from the wooden floors when a kid no younger than fifteen with a bump for a belly groaning in pain begging for someone to take them to a hospital. He rushed over to them, helping them stand and screaming out for his mother who came running at the screaming.
Inko looked the teen over and said, "We don't have time to get you to a hospital, hun. We have to deliver the baby here and then I'll get the proper paperwork to name your son."
"Al-alright, mi-miss," the teen stuttered between tears and yells of agony.
The two Midoriyas lead the kid over to the coffee nook where Izuku pulls out a gurney that looks ready to break, then leads the kid to a couch with dust on it.
Inko, having given birth to a son before, took the lead on delivering the baby while Izuku ran to get towels and stuff to wrap the baby and cut the umbilical cord.
( ***---*** )
(Timeskip to a few minutes later because I'm not going into detail about giving birth)
"So, what do you want to name your son, miss...?" Inko asked.
"I'm Nakano Kimura, they/them pronouns," the teen, Nakano, introduced themself, "I'll name him Akihiko, my bright little prince."
Inko wrote the name down on a birth certificate, "Now sign here and I'm gonna ask you to name the father of Akihiko."
"U-uhm... His name is Hideaki Sato and he doesn't want to be part of his son's life," Nakano explained as they signed the papers.
"Ah, and how old are you?" Inko asked.
"Fifteen..." Nakano looked down and rocked their son.
"And do your parents know you were pregnant?" Inko followed up.
"Yeah... They kicked me out..." Nakano let a few tears shed, that's when Izuku noticed the black inky substance on their hands and stomach.
"Is the black substance on your body a side effect of your quirk?" Izuku asked.
"Izuku! You can't ask that when a person just gave birth or admitted something tragic!" Inko scolded.
"Sorry..." Izuku mumbled.
"No... It's fine," Nakano assured, "Yes, it's part of my quirk, I have another soul inside me and it's their skin tone leaking through."
Izuku scribbled that down while Inko got them back on track, "Do you have a place to say, Kimura-san?"
"No, not really, Miss Midoriya," Nakano responded.
"Oh! I found a loft upstairs! They can stay there!" Izuku piped up, still writing in his notebook.
"Would that be okay?" Nakano asked.
"That would be just fine! We own this place after all," Inko smiled.
Nakano then started to cry happy tears as the two green haired people hugged both them and their son. They thanked the two continuously for the hospitality and asked Inko to drive them to the corner where they stayed.
On the way back, they registered Akihiko Nakano as the son of Nakano Kimura and Hideaki Sato and bought baby products to help Nakano raise Akihiko.
( ***---*** )
Nakano laid Akihiko in the crib they bought and then laid in their own bed right next to the crib.
A few hours later, Nakano woke up to Akihiko crying and got up to figure out what was wrong with him. But they couldn't figure it out so they grabbed their new phone and called Inko at two in the morning.
"Nakano...?" Inko asked groggily as she answered the call.
"Akihiko's crying and I don't know what's wrong!" Nakano panicked, bouncing their son up and down.
"Did you change his diaper?" Inko asked.
"Yes and he's still crying," Nakano answered.
"Did you feed him?" Inko asked.
"Oh..." Nakano answered in realization. Nakano hung up the phone and proceeded to breastfeed their son.