Author's Note :

Greetings!

So lately I've been obsessed with BnHA and as I keep watching the anime and reading the manga, I can't but create an OC and various scenarios for the series. If you're a reader of my other stories then I apologize cause I haven't updated in a while. I really am trying my best but with the university, my time and brain power are used until there are basically none left. I'll still try my best though! Especially the KnB one! I'm continuing that one, for sure! Promise!

Anyway, I started watching BnHA... was it last month or what? I really didn't want to watch it cause I'm scared of falling into another fandom and then I won't be able to stop thinking about it unless I write something about it but I really had nothing to do that time and my brains refused to let me write anything. So I did it. I watched the first episode of the anime. Then the second. Then the third. Before I knew it, I had finished the entire first season in matter of hours and was finished with all the second season's episode available that time.

And, God, was it not the best anime ever or what?

I fell for like everyone - even the girls and I'm 100% straight. Like seriously... they're all best girls and I'm amazed at their characters. I don't think there's any character that I hate so far. Not even the villain, although I usually like the villain ha ha ha. Gosh, Horikoshi-sensei did an amazing job with BnHA. Respect.

Alright then here's the prologue! Please tell me what you think about it! Happy reading~

Also the title is based on a quote by Anna Held, "I think the eyes flirt the most. There are so many ways to use them."

Important! Thank you so much to livelovehatedie for your review! It really enlightened me about what I missed in this prologue! I looked up about reasons why a pregnant women couldn't have C-section but I didn't find any. Fortunately, I did find some information about all the risks that could happen to both the mother and the baby because of C-section and since Miko's afraid of losing her baby the most, I wrote it like that. I hope it makes more sense. Honestly, I know nothing about pregnancy and C-section. My school didn't teach us much stuff like this so thank God for Google.

BTW kudos to all the brave women who decide to get C-section even with all the risks. You're all amazing women! Of course, the same can be said to the women who give birth normally! To endure those hours of pain... you're even more than heroes!

Disclaimer : I do not own My Hero Academia.

The Eyes Flirt The Most

Prologue

Midoriya Inko was at the top of her world. First she married the love of her life. Two months after the marriage, her husband got a promotion at his workplace. Not a year into their marriage, she found out she was pregnant with her love's child.

She was at the top of her world.

"Please take a seat and wait until you are called."

Led by her husband, Midoriya Hisashi, Inko walked towards the waiting area, holding her pregnant belly lovingly. She was four months into her pregnancy and now had a bump to proudly showcase. It was made even more obvious because of its contrast with her otherwise slim figure.

Hisashi helped her sit down on one of the empty chairs, even when she assured him that she could lower herself alone, "Thank you."

"I need to go to the lavatory. Will you be all right alone?"

"Of course."

After he left, Inko sat silently in her seat. The waiting room was crowded with pregnant ladies, their husbands and their children. She had always been a bit shy so she didn't try to strike up a conversation with one of the ladies and instead use her quirk to pick up one of the magazines in the rack.

It had just begun to float when a feminine hand landed on it. A tall woman had her hand on the magazine.

'That's okay. There are other things to do, I'm sure,' she thought, trying to play it off as if she hadn't just jumped from having her connection with the magazine disrupted so abruptly.

However, the woman seemed to notice. She turned and Inko almost let out a gasp in surprise. The woman seemed young—younger than her, but her appearance caused her to look older. A woman glowed during pregnancy, they said, and Inko believed it because that's what everyone she met told her.

This woman… she was not glowing.

She looked sad and tired. The dark circles under her grey eyes made it seem like she hadn't slept in ages. Her short grey hair, with bubblegum shade of pink and blue highlights, and her skin hadn't been taken care of. It's not just her appearance; her whole demeanour and aura seemed to radiate her sorrow.

"I'm sorry," the woman apologized in a weak voice, "Here you go."

"N-no, it's alright."

"You got to it first so it's yours."

She took the magazine from the woman's awaiting hand and thanked her to which the woman nodded back. Surprisingly, the woman sat down next to her. She scanned the room quickly and noticed that it had been the only empty seat left.

Flipping the magazine open, Inko tried to focus on the article about baby products, but it was hard because of the awkwardness around them. Gulping, she decided to break the silence and asked, smiling, hoping it didn't look like a grimace, "Would you like to read this together?"

She nearly slapped herself. What were they? Kindergarteners?

The woman didn't even glance at her, "No, thanks."

"Uh, so," she glanced the woman's baby bump, which was a little bigger than her, "How far along are you, if I may ask?"

"Five months."

"Oh, we're only a month apart. I'm in my fourth month."

"I see."

Cue another awkward silence. Inko sweat-dropped but forced another smile onto her face, "My name is Midoriya Inko. It's nice to meet you."

"Jōka Miko. A pleasure."

"Oh, that's a nice name."

"Thanks."

"S-so did you come here alone?"

"Yes."

"How nice. My husband has been very protective since we found out I'm pregnant. He hasn't left my side that often." She stroke her belly, smiling gently at the thought of her husband, "Where's your husband, Jōka -san?"

Miko was silent for a brief moment and Inko thought she wouldn't answer.

But she did.

"He's dead."

This must be what it felt like to step on a landmine.

She froze, not knowing what to say, guilt rushing up and clenching tightly around her heart. Thankfully, her husband returned in time, calling out to her. "Inko, the nurse has been calling you. Let's go."

He helped her to stand and led her to the examination room. Inko looked back before the door closed. She nearly cried herself as she witnessed the tired woman wiping at her tears.

"What do you think of this place, Inko?"

Inko looked up at her husband, "It's a nice place."

Hisashi examined her and his brows furrowed in worry, "What's wrong? You've been down since the doctor appointment. Are you all right? Do you feel unwell?"

"No, I'm fine." She smiled reassuringly at him and caressed her belly, "I feel fine. Baby is also fine."

"That's good." He smiled back at her, "So what do you really think of the place?"

She almost pouted, "I wasn't lying when I said this is a nice place. I like this place."

"I'll talk to the landlord then."

She watched her husband left before she looked around the flat. She wasn't lying when she said it was a nice place. It was in a good neighbourhood, close to a kindergarten and an elementary school. Nearby, there was also a park where children who lived in the neighbourhood played and a shopping district where she could shop for groceries. There was even a beach nearby. It was a good place to raise a child.

Going over to the balcony, she slid the glass door open, inhaling the fresh air. She could already imagine the furnished flat and was excited in spending her days with her husband and her son.

She perked up at the sound of glass door sliding open from the flat next to her. It must be her soon-to-be neighbour. Nervously, she decided to greet them just to be polite.

"Good day-" she stopped, her eyes widening when she realized who her soon-to-be neighbour was. It was Jōka Miko. "Jōka-san!"

Having heard her, the woman, still looking as tired as she last saw her, turned. Her grey eyes widened slightly in surprise, "Midoriya-san?"

"What a surprise! I didn't expect to see you again!" Uh-oh. What a wrong thing to say. She giggled awkwardly, "I mean, what are the chances of us being neighbours?"

"You're moving into this flat?"

"Y-yes."

"Congratulations."

"Thank you."

It was silent as Miko removed some laundry and put them into her laundry basket. Inko was then reminded of what she had done the last time they met and her guilt resurfaced. This was her chance to apologize.

"Jōka-san, um," she waited until Miko had finished putting the last of her laundry in her basket and gave her full attention before she continued. Inko bowed as best as she could with her pregnant belly. "I'd like to apologize for what I said in the hospital. I was being extremely nosy and impolite."

"You mean when you asked me about my boyfriend?"

"Boy-"

"We weren't married."

God. Another landmine.

She needed to go to the temple and prayed so that her son wouldn't be as shy and socially awkward as she was.

"I-I'm very sorry."

"It's all right. Well, goodbye." Picking up her laundry basket, Miko started back into her flat, but was stopped when Inko called out to her once again.

"I'm sorry. I really don't want to pry but do you live alone?"

"Yes."

A five months pregnant woman living alone must be having a tough time doing house chores alone. She wanted to ask whether she had a helper or a relative taking care of her but felt too scared to pry further. However, she just couldn't leave her alone like this.

She made up her mind.

"Jōka-san, may I come over?" she received a confused look, "since we're going to be next door neighbour, I'd love to be your friend. Is it okay if we get to know each other?"

"I'm-"

"I can help with your chores too. I haven't had anything to do lately and that's actually not healthy for my baby. Helping you will be the perfect exercise I need."

"Midoriya-san-"

"And I don't need you to pay me or anything. Us pregnant women have to stick to and help each other."

By this point, she knew she was being persistent, but she couldn't just leave this sad and tired woman alone. It's not pity. It's just how she was.

Finally, Miko let out a sigh and she nodded, "I'll open the door in a minute."

Inko lit up and her lips curved into a happy smile, "Thank you, Jōka-san!"

Miko turned out to be a very capable person, as gloomy as she was. Even with her condition, her flat was clean and organized, her fridge was filled with groceries and she was also very skilled at cooking.

It's been three months since she moved in next door with her husband and she spent most of her days with Miko while Hisashi went to work. It turned out that they had a lot of similarities – they both enjoyed the same genre of music, the same genre of movies, the same brand of clothes… Miko even admitted that she used to be just as shy and awkward as Inko.

She even found out more about Miko's situation. She had fallen in love with her boyfriend who worked as a researcher in a pharmaceutical laboratory. Her family didn't agree with her choice and she was disowned after they found out she was pregnant. Her boyfriend died just a few weeks before she reached her fifth month because of an accident in the lab.

After knowing this, Inko tried her best to spend time with her, making sure she wasn't lonely. However, even with her company, Miko still stayed as tired and sad as they first met.

Pressing the bell, Inko balanced the tray of chocolate cookies in her hands carefully. It was their teatime and they usually spent the day snacking while drinking healthy juice, watching soap operas and caressing their bellies.

The door opened to show a weary Miko. She looked even more tired than usual. Inko was immediately overwhelmed by worry for her friend, "What's wrong? Is everything okay?"

To her shock, Miko cupped a hand around her mouth and started crying. "Midoriya-san, I-I don't know what to do. Please, help me."

Her heart crumbled at her words. Stepping into the flat, she closed the door behind her, removing her shoes and leading the broken woman into the living room. "Calm down, Jōka-san. It's okay. Please tell me what I can do for you."

"I-I went t-to the doctor this morning," she hiccupped, "and she s-said… she said t-that I'm l-losing my baby."

Inko's eyes widened and she felt her breathing stopped for a second. She put a hand against her mouth to hide her trembling lips. Her heart hurt for this woman. She lost her family, her loved one… was she going to lose her baby now too?

When she finally calmed down some, she continued, "The doctor told me that my mental condition caused a physical strain on my baby and I. I-If I don't want to lose myself, she suggested I get an abortion."

Inko gasped.

"She suggested I kill my own baby, Midoriya-san!" Miko cried out, "She wants me to kill the only remembrance I will have of my boyfriend! She wants me to kill… all I have. Then what? What if I died after giving birth to her? What would happen to my poor baby?"

Inko couldn't help it, couldn't hold it back anymore. She let her own tears flow. She had always been a crybaby. It was strange she hadn't cried before this.

"I can't help wishing my boyfriend were alive or wishing my family would come for me or-" her voice cracked again, "I can't help crying and not having any appetite or not being able to sleep! I tried so hard to fight for my baby every day but it's not enough! I'm losing her! I can't even take care of my own baby! Why must I always lose the things that I love, Midoriya-san?"

Inko's brains raked for any words to comfort her, for any solution to her distress, "Have you considered a C-section?"

"I-I can't! There are many risks that come with a C-section! I can't-" she sobbed, "I can't risk my baby! I can't risk her having hypertension or wet lung o-or death! I can't risk losing her! My baby has to live!"

She was traumatised by all the lost in her life, Inko realized. She had neither the courage nor the mental strength to take a risk that could harm all that she had left, even at the price of losing her own life. It was admirable but it was sad and frightening. There was a chance that she could still lose her baby during normal birth procedure. However, she couldn't say that in fear of breaking her friend.

If Miko wanted to live, she had to let go of her baby. If she killed her baby, she got to live. How cruel. Why was there no option that allowed them to be together?

It felt like hours of them just sitting together in silence, crying and holding each other, questioning fate. It wasn't until the doorbell rang that they realized how long time had passed. Hisashi had come home and panicked when he didn't see his wife (He almost went ballistic when he saw the two women's condition).

The three of them sat down together for a calming dinner. Miko and Inko told Hisashi about her condition.

"I can't tell you what to do. I don't have the right to." Hiashi said, staring into his bowl of rice thoughtfully. "However, if I may, Jōka-san?"

"Yes?"

"If, perhaps, things went for the worse, Inko and I will lend a hand." Inko gasped at her husband's words. What was he trying to say? "You're a family friend, Jōka-san, and Inko is very fond of you. We'd like to give you as much help as possible. That's why… if you decide to keep the baby and if things ended up negatively, we will take your daughter in and treat her as ours, if that is acceptable with you."

Inko knew Hisashi was trying to comfort and offer help to Miko, but there should be another way to save them both. There should be a way for Miko to watch her daughter grow and be happy again.

But as she watched the relief flooded behind Miko's grey eyes, she couldn't find the words to protest.

Nine months into her pregnancy, Miko had to be hospitalised, as her baby was ready to be born any moment. Inko tried to visit her daily but there were days she couldn't. Her parents had come to visit and assist with her own pregnancy, as she was in her eight months now, her own bulging belly keeping her from doing a lot of tasks.

After three days, on the day her parents had to visit a family friend, Inko could finally visit the hospital, with a fresh bouquet of flower to decorate Miko's room – fragrant white yarrows. Her husband drove her to the hospital and decided to also visit the woman as he was off today.

"Good morning, Midoriya-san!" the receptionist greeted them cheerfully as soon as they walked in, "Are you here to visit Jōka-san?"

"Good morning, Higuchi-san. Yes, we're here to visit Jōka-san."

"How nice of you. You haven't come for three days and I think she's been getting lonely. I'll give one of the nurse a call and tell her you're here." They laughed and excused themselves.

Hisashi pressed on the elevator button and they both waited for it to open. Inko wondered aloud, "I wonder how she's doing."

"I'm sure she's fine. There are doctors and nurses everywhere and her condition is always monitored."

"She's done a good job since last month. I don't understand at first but I think you successfully comforted her."

Hisashi sighed, "Don't mention it. I feel guilty every time I remember what I said."

"Why?"

He didn't respond for a while, frowning. "Jōka-san never intended for an abortion. She didn't even consider living without her baby. She's just afraid of what would happen to her baby should something happen to her because she doesn't have her family or anyone to help her daughter."

"So that's why you decided to adopt her baby if…" she couldn't complete her sentence.

"Yes. I knew you wouldn't think about it because you believed that there's a way both of them could be saved. I want to believe that too but I thought, at that time, that wasn't what she wanted to hear. She just wanted her baby to be cared for."

Smiling in awe at her husband's perceptiveness, she leaned her head unto his shoulder, tightening the hand on the crook of his arm, "You're amazing, Hisashi. I hope our son will take after your intelligence."

"I wish more that he'll take after your kind heart." He admitted, to which she smiled.

The elevator let out a 'ding!' and she straightened, ready to enter, when someone called out to them. They turned to see Higuchi – the receptionist – running towards them, panicked, "Midoriya-san! Jōka-san's water just broke!"

"What?" she gasped.

"She's being transferred to the delivery room right now!"

She felt her heart leaped and, with the help of her husband, quickly went to the maternity unit. She was met with a nurse waiting outside the delivery room, "Are you Midoriya Inko-san?"

"Y-yes, I am!"

"She wants to speak to you."

She entered the room, her husband waiting outside out of courtesy, and went straight towards the woman in the middle. "Jōka-san, are you alright?"

For the first time, Inko saw her smile. Miko's lips were stretched into a wide smile and her eyes were bright, "Midoriya-san, I will finally be able to see my baby."

"Yes," Inko took her hand and squeezed it comfortingly, "Yes, you will. You will give birth to a healthy and raise her into a fine daughter. She'll have her first best friend when my son's born."

"That will be nice. My baby won't be lonely."

They continued to talk while Miko was in labour, imagining their children playing and being as close as siblings. Miko told her she wanted her baby to look like her boyfriend, or at the very least had his eyes.

"His eyes were very beautiful. They were the colour of amber gemstones and they shone like molten gold under the sun. I want people to fall in love with my baby's eyes like I did with my boyfriend."

Inko listened to her recount of her relationship with her boyfriend. She was sad and missed her family but she wasn't lonely because he was always there for her, she said. They had a beautiful relationship.

Inko stayed until the doctor urged her to leave. She insisted on staying but the doctor told her that the process would not bode well with her emotional state as she's going to give birth herself soon.

"It's okay. We'll be okay."

With that assurance, Inko nodded and left, "Good luck, Jōka-san. My husband and I will be praying for you."

Outside, she sat next to her husband, both silently praying for the process to go smoothly.

'Please don't take her away from her baby. Please don't take her baby away from her. She has lost so much. Please don't let her lose anymore,' she prayed.

They waited a long time. Hisashi left to the cafeteria to buy food as she refused to leave, except for the bathroom.

It lasted sixteen hours before the doors finally opened and one of the nurses came out, holding a pink bundle of joy. Inko and Hisashi immediately rushed to take a look at the snoozing baby. She was small, pale and pinkish, with little tuff of jet-black hair, natural bubblegum shade of pink and blue highlighting the black strands here and there, and she was absolutely perfect.

"She's beautiful." Hisashi sighed, smiling in relief, "Jōka-san is blessed with a beautiful baby."

"Yes." Inko agreed, her eyes were tearing up, her lips stretched into a wide beam, "How's Jōka-san?"

The nurse's face fell and the couple felt their blood ran cold, "We apologize, Midoriya-san, but we couldn't save the mother."

Both her hands went to cover her mouth and she could feel how her eyes widened and her tears fell, "No…"

"We are truly sorry. We tried our best but her blood pressure deteriorated too fast. We lost her too quick."

Hisashi held as she cried into his chest. "Has she seen her own baby?"

"Yes. She died after holding her for the first time."

Inko didn't know whether that was a good thing. She had seen her beloved baby for the first time, holding it for the first time and had it become her last time. It was too tragic.

"Jōka-san mentioned before that the two of you would adopt the baby. Does it still stand?"

"Yes."

Inko took the baby from the nurse as she talked to her husband about papers and procedures. She examined the baby.

Like any other baby who was just born, the pretty little thing was wrinkly and pink and she looked like an adorable alien. Inko noted with interest that the baby's ears were pointed. Inko gently caressed her face with a finger, "You're so beautiful."

To her surprise, the baby stirred very slightly and opened her eyes. Inko felt love.

"His eyes were very beautiful. They were the colour of amber gemstones and they shone like molten gold under the sun. I want people to fall in love with my baby's eyes like I did with my boyfriend."

The baby's doe-like amber eyes stared back at her. They were as beautiful as Miko had described. It was the colour of honey. When Miko saw her for the first time, did she open her eyes? Did Miko fall in love with them all over again?

The baby let out a cute tiny yawn and those honey amber eyes fell back closed. Inko rocked her lovingly.

"Inko?"

She turned to her husband, "Hm?"

"Would you like to know her name?"

She felt happy. Miko had managed to leave her a name before she left.

"Yes. What's her name?"

"Mikoto. Written with the kanji for 'life'." He smiled and held her, gazing admiringly at the baby, "Midoriya Mikoto."

A month and a few days later, Inko gave birth to her own son. A wonderful son with little green-ish black curls and big green eyes. She noted, with bliss, that he was a little copy of her.

"He looks just like you," Hisashi chuckled tearfully. In his arms, he held a month old Mikoto, "Mikoto, this is your little brother. Say hello."

Mikoto stared at the newborn baby and yawned. Inko giggled, "You'll be a good big sister to Izuku, won't you, Miko-chan?"

"Izuku?"

"Yes. His name is Izuku. Midoriya Izuku."

To Be Continued…

So this prologue actually hasn't been proofread yet so I apologize if there's any mistake. Well, more than usual XD It is told in Inko's third person POV because this is the prologue... and I just love that woman, Goodness. But it'll be Mikoto's next so please look forward to it!

What do you think Miko's quirk is? Can you guess it from her name? Should I perhaps leave the kanji for her name here... but that would make it too easy. Hm... Well, it can't hurt, I guess. The kanji to her name is 浄化 巫女 (Jōka Miko). From this hint, can you tell me what her quirk is? I await your answer!

And to top it off, what do you think Mikoto's quirk will be? There're hints up there!

And, and what do you want your own quirk to be? I'd love to hear about it!

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it and please leave me lots of love!

Edit : I added a dialogue about getting a C-section for Miko.