"So what you are telling me is that you are not pressing charges?" Naomasa asked, stunned by hearing Bakugou say this.

"No point," he grumbled. He was sick of Leadie and Midoriya on his ass about this. That was all he'd heard all day yesterday and now today.

"Katsuki!" Leadie hissed. They were at the police station as Draganeire was brought in for questioning.

"Are we done?" he asked, standing up and heading out. Midoriya grabbed his arm, pulling him back.

"Kacchan! Think about what he's done to you!" Midoriya said.

"Yeah, so?"

"Don't you want to get back at him?" Leadie asked.

"Why?" he asked.

"Well for starters, he made your life a living hell!" Midoriya whined.

"I can easily change the paperwork," Naomasa stated.

Bakugou grabbed Midoriya by the shoulders and glared at him. "I don't fucking need to press charges because I have you! Dammit! Why can't you see that? Even when he was talking shit about me and dragging my name and yours through the mud- I still had you and you believed me, and that was all that mattered!"

Realizing what he'd said, Bakugou froze for a moment, then Midoriya was wrapping his arms around him, crying as he hugged him. "Kacchan! I love you!"

Leadie sighed and shook her head. Her boy had grown up.

"You're lucky kid," Naomasa said, glaring at Draganeire from across his desk. "Bakugou is not pressing charges."

"Ah! That is great!" Draganeire said.

"...but the city is," Naomasa said, chuckling as he did.

"What?!"

"You see… there is this subsection under about five other subsections, I would have easily missed it myself if I hadn't been so bored the other month going through the laws. As it happens, when you falsify information involving a top ten hero, there is a Plus Ultra law that goes into effect."

"But Katsuki isn't-"

"And that is where you are wrong. For the last month or so he was dangling right under the top ten… Izuku being in the top ten, but Katsuki up until the other day was number twelve. Care to guess where he is now?" Naomasa asked.

"Oh do enlighten me," Draganeire snarked.

Naomasa smiled. "He is number three. Ahead of Izuku."

Draganeire's eyes went wide.

"So you see, outside of him being in the top ten, you also made false claims that a ProHero from a top agency assaulted you… which was not true. On top of that, you had someone impersonate a ProHero… spreading more lies…" Naomasa continued with his list. It went on quite a bit, and finally Naomasa stopped and smiled. "So in the words of our Ground Zero- you're quite fucked."

Yaoyorozu made more tea and forced Mei to take a break. They had been making different prototypes all day, and she was amused at just how much fun this was. Mei grabbed a cookie to go with her tea- smiling over at her. "I think our business is going to soar!" Mei proclaimed, cookie crumbles going everywhere.

"You mean your business," Yaoyorozu stated.

"Nope totally mean ours," Mei said.

Yaoyorozu cocked her head, confused.

"I couldn't have done this without you! Plus you have good tea, and with your work for equal pay for female heroes, this is a nice side hobby for ya!" Mei said, guzzling her tea before getting back to work.

Shaking her head and sighing, Yaoyorozu got up and went to help Mei with the other prototypes.

Monoma stayed in a hotel the first night he got to LA. He had a few agencies making offers to him, and he was planning to check them out, as well as some apartments.

He liked the warm air, and how busy it was here. There was one agency he really liked and it wasn't far from the beach- yes, this will do.

He had kept up with social media and the news, seeing how the Wonder Duo's rankings had increased even more. Ugh! He really did not like those two, but dammit, it was what it was. Shoving his phone in his pocket, it was time to go walk the beach a bit.

"Cheers!" Inko and Mitsuki said as they tapped their glasses. Masaru smiled as they all shared their bottle of wine as they celebrated their sons' success.

"I knew that little shit had never hit that asshole!" Mitsuki laughed.

Inko sighed with relief. She knew her son could take care of himself, and she knew that Izuku saw something in Katsuki that she couldn't- now she finally understood it.

Plus, she had made some really good friends through all of this. Smiling to herself, she thought about how she had the bakery to look forward to every day, to and then afternoons with the Bakugous- life was just really good right now.

They were swarmed so hard with the media that their boss told them to keep their asses put for the time being unless something big broke out in the city. The agency had reporters at every door, questioning other heroes about the scandal- but all Bakugou could think about was how his hero ranking had soared through all this.

Stalking up to Midoriya, he smiled and held him tightly. "Ever been fucked by a number three hero?" Bakugou asked, sliding his hands up Midoriya's shirt.

Grinning, Midoriya kissed him. "Yeah… just last night. Hate to break it to ya," Midoriya giggled.

Bakugou growled and bit his lip. This damn nerd was going to seriously be his end. Lifting Midoriya up, he squealed as Queenie hissed at them, striking his feet with her claws but Bakugou ignored her.

Making it back to their bedroom, he threw Midoriya on the bed and closed the door- he was not going to let Queenie see what was about to go down.

Leadie smiled as she booked her tickets. She was long overdue for some time off, and dammit- she was going far away… for a weekend.

Staring at the brochure, the beaches looked white and the sun warm. There was a spa and a huge bed. Ah yes, she would get a manicure and pedicure…

Once she got everything with her boys wrapped up, things should quiet down a bit. She had a feeling it would all be put behind them soon.

"You are hereby stripped of your hero license," the judge said, staring over at Draganeire. Somehow they had managed to fast track the hearing, causing a frenzy of reporters and photographers to swarm outside. "You must complete five hundred hours of community service that will be done outside of your job at the police station."

Naomasa smiled and Draganeire's shoulders hunched.

"Police station?" his attorney, who had done nothing but make matters worse, asked.

"He will be the new custodian at the police station," the judge stated. "You will also hand over your passport, and are forbidden to leave the country."

"We have overalls for you for clean up duty," Naomasa whispered to Draganeire, watching his back stiffen slightly. This had been the best deal he ever pulled.

"Son, I hope you realize the depth of your actions. Slander and having a hero impersonated is really not very Plus Ultra of you," the judge stated. "We will be letting you go, but you will be monitored for quite some time."

The press was everywhere. This was so much like it was when they first got married. Bakugou had thought that maybe it would have died down- but even two weeks later, every time he turned around there was someone snapping pictures and calling his name.

They were threatened to behave, and Leadie had taken a full weekend off. Bakugou laughed as they had to go by her place and water her many plants. He was glad she was able to get away for a bit, and just for laughs, he yelled at some kids at the playgrounds just to make her call him and scream over the phone.

The sweetest deal of them all- was walking hand in hand with Midoriya at the end of their shift, and stopping at their favorite cafe on the way home. He got his husband his overly sugared, sticky sweet drink- then for himself a quad espresso shot over ice. Sitting out on the patio, seeing Midoriya with the sun setting behind him, dirt on his face and looking exhausted... it had been a good day.

What made it even better was seeing his ex wearing those horrid dull gray overalls as he picked up trash across the street. Midoriya giggled and they saw Draganeire glare at them, but he didn't make his way over. Leaning over the table, Midoriya kissed him and made sure to make a huge show of it. He could feel the daggers being shot from Draganeire as Midoriya did this. Back in his seat, they got out their phones, taking pictures and saving them.

"Don't upload these," he said. "Leadie will have my balls if we start shit."

Another giggle, and Midoriya set his phone down. "Nah, these are for our petty collection!"

"God, I fucking love you," he said, grabbing Midoriya and pulling him onto his lap, kissing him. They heard cooing and noticed they had attracted a crowd. Midoriya blushed and moved back to his seat. "So much for Japan's Sweetheart," he mumbled while Midoriya fumbled with his drink.

It was cute watching his husband still get flustered by him.

Pinching the bridge of her nose, Leadie could not believe she was having to get one of the beds out of storage. Somehow her boys had managed to break the bed in their guest bedroom, and Katsuki being a smart ass had made Izuku call and explain that they needed a new one.

"Honey, you two have those cuffs and that amazing bed Mei made you!" she said.

"But… we um… well… had a few drinks and ended up in the guest bedroom," Izuku said, his voice sounding so innocent and adorable over the phone.

"Fine honey," she sighed. "I'll get one of the beds sent over to you. Just make sure next time to use the cuffs at least."

She had thought the bed breaking days were over… apparently she was wrong.

One Year Later…

Bakugou, Midoriya, Kirishima and Tetsutetsu all went out to dinner that night. It was the night of their anniversaries, and the drinks flowed freely as they all laughed loudly at the table.

"I still cannot believe you two pulled it off!" Kirishima said.

"Shit, neither can I," he said.

"It's not like it was easy!" Midoriya chimed in.

"Marriage takes work," Tetsutetsu said.

"No, not that!" Midoriya said, then laughed as he took his hand. "I mean… we weren't even dating!"

"Fucking publicist wouldn't let us get it annulled ," he grumbled.

Midoriya brought his hand to his mouth, kissing his ring. "Now aren't you glad she didn't?"

He will admit- what had begun as the worst day of his life, had turned into the best thing he had ever done. His life was great and he was truly happy. He felt like such a cliche as he had the happy husband, great job, top ranking and a fucking cat at home.

This was never how he imagined his life. He always figured he would date someone for a bit, then have a horrible break up- rinse, repeat.

Yet here he was, holding hands with Midoriya of all people, wearing matching bands. He had offered to get them new rings, but Midoriya would hear nothing of it. The wedding chapel they had gotten married in continued to send them money as a thank you for making them so successful.

Hell, he even somehow owned a damn flower shop. He could not wrap his head around everything that had happened last year, and what it had brought him.

"So are you two ever going to take an official honeymoon?" Kirishima asked.

"We are considering options," Midoriya said. "But someone here hates all my suggestions!"

"Not like you agreed to any of mine!" he growled.

"Yeah… we are working on it!" Midoriya giggled.

"So Zuku," Kirishima said. "If you had to do it all over again… would you?"

"I mean of course!" Midoriya said.

"Oh really?" Bakugou said, cupping Midoriya's chin and kissing him. "You would marry me all over again, drunk or sober?"

"Maybe I should rethink my answer," Midoriya teased, kissing his lips.

"Do you, Ground Zero, take Deku to be your husband!" Tetsutetsu laughed, clinking his wine glass to Kirishima's- they were all clearly on the verge of being drunk.

Laughing, Bakugou kissed Midoriya. "Damn right I do!"

"And Deku! Same question!" Kirishima giggled, then kissed Tetsutetsu's cheek.

Midoriya squinted at Bakugou, sitting back in his chair with his hand under his chin. "Hrm… Do I?"

Bakugou growled, grabbing the front of Midoriya's hideous dress shirt and pulling him so they were face to face. A giggle and Midoriya kissed his nose.

"Of course I do!" Midoriya giggled.

Kirishima and Tetsutetsu cheered- gathering the attention of everyone at the restaurant, but none of them cared as Bakugou and Midoriya kissed, and doing as they always did- ignoring the world around them.

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Notes:

Wow...how do I even begin?

I started this wanting to write a FAKE MARRIAGE AU- kinda like a Married Drunk in Vegas thing... and just slow burn yall for a bit. I did not expect it to turn into all this! Sure, I added some drama, but was thinking this story to ONLY be MAYBE 30-40K in length! AH! Yet here we are over 100k words and wow! WE FINISHED IT! AH!

The front half of this story I had UntimelyRose doing beta work for me, then Carolyn came in to assist. I could not have done this without either of them! Love these two to pieces! I got so much encouragement and pushes from them to do this!

This story became my baby and Ive held it tightly and just really had fun with it and our boys! The comments, messages, social media- you guys are amazing! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR MAKING ME WANT TO DO MORE WITH THIS and making this the big cluster fuck it is now! Also, thank you for loving my OC Leadie- and hating Draganeire! You guys are amazing! Hope I wrapped it all up for ya! I will continue writing more of our Wonder Duo- so make sure to keep check! I am Phayte on AO3 and have twice as many works there!

I cannot thank you all enough. Im gonna go cry now! AH!

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