The grump, the sheep, and the scaly idiot. [KiriBaku x Deku]

[LovelyBones]

Izuku was relieved by Katsuki's patience, care in his responses despite his blunders-- it gave the greenette hope that he may actually be happy in their marriage to one another. "Those sound delicious-- maybe we can have our cooks prepare a test batch, make sure the heat is to your liking?" Izuku proposed, knowing damn well his spice tolerance was abysmal compared to others. Still, he wanted to be accomodating-- show he could be a good bride, and mate. At Katsuki's suggestions for fruit, he blinked before smiling a bit more, "We recently had a shipment of both of those and more come in, actually!! Is there a particular way you like them prepared?" He asked, honestly curious about how the blonde preferred his fruit. Simply sliced? Prettily prepared and presented with a glaze? Who knows-- maybe Izuku would be allowed to take care of his husband in that way, too?

Hizashi's expression almost cracked under Katsuki's baleful gaze, but he smiled all the same. "Of course not. And for now, there is nothing left to discuss." He replied simply, finding it infuriating how bold the young pup was, how he was so willing to bare such small fangs over a defective omega that would more than likely never bear pups, even if he was passed around indiscriminately. No matter-- the sooner his heir was gone, the sooner he could carry out his plans for his further success. "All arrangements will be handled promptly and with precision, I assure you."

When Sero returned with a.... rather endowed and exposed woman, Izuku was unsure how to feel about it. A part of him felt as any self conscious, low self-esteem omega would-- inadequate. The woman was beautiful, regardless of presentation, and.... she felt as if she were of noble blood, rather than the more casual members among Katsuki's group. However, they all could very well be a band of royal misfits, in one way or another too. Hizashi quirked a brow at the young woman, as if trying to place her facial features. She was familiar, somehow. "Young lady, which family do you come from?" He asked, looking quite perplexed as he racked his brain for who she may be. Were any neighboring royals missing a daughter? And, furthermore.... it was hard for anyone to wonder whether or not the woman was more an escort than a companion with some skill necessary for Katsuki's inner group. It would cause some difficulty of the blonde had a lover on the side, after all. Then again, if Izuku found out about any infidelity Katsuki may or may not commit, it would warrant an easy divorce, and the man could easily toss Izuku at whatever royal in need of a toy to use. After all-- Katsuki wasnt his first choice, he was just simply convenient, in a political standing.

Izuku found it hard to look at her, hating how he felt.... lacking in comparison to her, but he also didn't want to seem rude. Jealousy was a messy, ugly thing-- even worse for someone in his position. His father had truly made him feel as if, given the choice, he would never be given the light of day unless he was only what remained. He would never be anyone's first thought, let alone choice.

[NicTheDjinn]

He snickered at the thought of the food being prepared to his liking. "Unless you're looking to kill the guests, that isn't a good idea." Warned the blond, that arrogant smirk finding its way back onto his lips.

The electric blond next to him groaned knowingly. "I once still a bite off his plate and I thought I was gonna die... How aren't you dead?"

The kitsune snickered again, "You're just jealous because I've got the stronger stomach." He looked honestly surprised when not only was his more reasonable request possible, but his much less reasonable one could be as well. He was so sure that at least one of his requests wouldn't fly that he was actually caught a bit off guard by the news. It was actually a little cute watching his mind scramble to come up with an answer. Should he be honest or should he attempt to exploit the situation? In the end, he decided to go with honesty. "Would be nice to actually taste the fruit after so long..."

If nothing else, the bold display that soon followed made it very clear that Bakugou was nothing if not defensive of what he perceived to be his. This included his people and would certainly include his betrothed. Still, best not to push the brat too far, he'd proven, if nothing else, that his army was ferocious and handled itself skillfully. They'd all suffered enough for this war, no need to drag it on further. At least the tension was broken by Sero's arrival... Things had been escalating enough that Shinsou had almost stepped in to try and deescalate it.

Surprisingly, just as Katsuki didn't seem to have an issue speaking to people that weren't Hizashi himself, he didn't seem to have an issue with the same happening to him. He quietly watched on as one of his companions was addressed directly instead of the question being needlessly directed at him instead.

The newly arrived young woman looked a bit surprised to be addressed all the same, turning to face the patriarch and bow low and respectfully. This had the unintended side effect of showing off the impressive amount of cleavage she had, not to mention the fact that her breasts seemed to be barely on this side of slipping right out into the open. "My name is Yaoyorozu, Momo. My apologies for not properly introducing myself as soon as I arrived, my being invited to join you all was very sudden and unexpected. Please pardon my rudeness. It is an honor to meet you."

Goodness! So formal! She was without question of noble breeding and sure enough, her name held a startling amount of weight, though calling her royalty may be pushing it a bit. While Shouto and Katsuki were quite literally run away royalty, Momo was the daughter of one of what was arguably the most powerful trade family in Japan. They controlled the trade in and out of the ports of Dejima. Though Bakugou had hoped that would have yielded at least some trading routes for his own little kingdom, he'd had no such luck. Her parents simply didn't trade personally that far East and their name alone hadn't been enough to sway the more local traders.

The fact that Todoroki had thought to summon her and the way Bakugou seemed to have agreed with the move suggested that he held her in high regard, but other than that, they didn't seem to be interacting the same way many of the others had so far. She remained at a respectful distance whereas the others seemed comfortable enough to stand much closer or even touch their Lord, the most extreme example being Shinsou so casually hopping up into his arms when it was just the three of them. Then again, even with Izuku's more intimate look at how close the group could get, he'd only known them for a very short while.

[LovelyBones]

"Huh? What does that mean?" Izuku asked innocently, a soft tilt to his head. There was no way his husband to be would have that high of a heat tolerance, right? Though, hearing the banter between his fiancee and the other blonde of the group brought a bit of concern. ".... Sh-should we be worried about if the dishes are bland to your palate?" He asked genuinely, knowing it was always hard to eat when the meals were horribly plain and.... almost lacking in substance in one way or another. That, and the fact he was unintentionally picky as well. Dryer meats and dishes always killed his appetite. But, at seeing Katsuki being so adorably caught off guard had his heart squeezing in his chest, and he couldn't help the sweet smile curving his lips. "And taste it you shall!! We'll make sure there's plenty to bring along-- I know they taste great caramelized, too!! They keep longer that way, so we could snack on them even during the off seasons!" Izuku was so excited, hoping this would be favorable for his husband to be.

All the same, Izuku wanted to always appease the man so boldly protecting him from his father and abuser-- especially when the blonde had no idea the damage he could do, leaving no marks behind. As the woman introduced herself, he was surprised, but not as much as his father was. "No offense was taken, I assure you. I am curious about your involvement with the young lord and his entourage.... As notable as your family is, they do not trade this far east, or further for that matter." He was clearly perplexed, trying to discern her role in this party of Bakugo's. Izuku glanced over as well, curious himself, but he was unsure if it was safe to express it. All the same, he felt all the more inadequate from what he's now learned-- after all, Momo had greater standing than he did, surely. He wouldn't be surprised if she was covered, but was able to avoid loveless marriage by joining Katsuki and his allies.

"Please, do tell me your purpose for being here." While worded as a request, it was clear the man demanded honesty, despite his thinly veiled malice behind a practiced facade. After all, this new face could be dangerous-- her family was shrouded in some mystery, especially with how quickly they had become a powerhouse of trade in Dejima.

[NicTheDjinn]

"It means you should never try to steal any food he's made for himself..." Grumbled the electric blond, looking miserable from the memory alone. Well, if nothing else, his inner circle wasn't stuffy or boring if this goofball was among them, not to mention the cheerful pink girl at his other side. Even the relatively serious nekomata had clearly shown a playful side already. Now he just needed to get to know the rest of the people that would be filling his days... Still, there was little question that his life would be very different living with this lively bunch.

"I don't eat just spicy things, I'll be fine. Besides, I would never get to share meals with anyone if I didn't enjoy other things. Relax and stop second-guessing me," finally chided the kitsune, though his voice was still calm so he didn't seem to actually be upset. Not that his serious expression lasted much longer when the subject of how he would take his fruit came up. Oh... His heart gave a jump that he instantly felt guilty about. He looked so cute when he was excited... There was something terribly wrong just out of sight and yet this boy could still find it in himself to be this innocently happy. How did he keep finding these people...? "I'm sure it'll be good." He murmured back, feeling like he should respond, but really not knowing what to say in the face of that sweet smile.

Sadly, the mood wouldn't last, the sandy blond sobering up very quickly as his newly arrived companion was questioned. His glare snapped back to the man, "You seem very interested in the inner workings of my home, Midoriya-sama..." He spoke evenly, but there was the unmistakable rumble of a warning under his words. Uppity pup really wasn't shy about how he was feeling, was he...? "I think it best we not pry into each other's business." Honestly, he normally wouldn't have any issue with this aspect of his kingdom being exposed, but he'd reached the point where he was too on edge to be comfortable sharing more than he absolutely had to.

His words were enough to give the young woman pause, unsure if she should answer the questions laid before her at all at this point. Bakugou was rather famously guarded, but she knew him well enough to know how deceptive that view was. Defensive as he was, he also had the confidence to be honest and open with much so the change made her nervous. Thankfully, she didn't have to wrestle with herself for long as he answered for her, a particular relief as she wasn't actually sure why it was she was summoned to start with.

"She is here to make our wedding clothes and decor. The wedding will happen as soon as everything can be set up on that hill so I suggest getting that moving, the clothes will be ready by tonight." With that, he turned his attention to her, "Army's marching home in the morning, you're staying to make sure the wedding goes off without a hitch. You'll be meeting with a seamstress soon, study what she shows you, and when you think you've got it, we'll settle on designs together." He nodded to the poor greenette still tucked up among his pale tails. "This is my betrothed. You'll be at his disposal work with him and advise where he may need it." His attention was turned back to Hisashi then. "If there's nothing else, I think it would be best if we got settled in our room so I can get back out to my people and wrap of loose ends for their departure."

[LovelyBones]

"Ah, I-I see.... Pardon me, but isn't it normally considered rude to steal a bite of someone else's food?" He asked innocently, wondering if there may be a different social code on the matter, depending on how close one is to another. "Sharing food does happen for our people, but it has to be initiated by whomever wants to share their food. It isnt an expectation, accepting or offering." Izuku explained, hoping to be clear. Though, when Katsuki explained how he didn't only eat spicy foods, Izuku nodded with a more relaxed smile, though he was still naturally nervous. It will be a difficult task rewiring his brain for a better home, but it will be worth it, long term. Even with Katsuki's simple reply regarding their fruit for the trip, Izuku was satisfied, though he will be hard at work,making sure everything is shipped safely and properly when the time came.

The tension was heavy and thick as Hisashi and Katsuki adressed Momo's presence, but Izuku was more than relieved as it partially lifted with his fiancee's explanation. However, both father and son were curious as to how a single young woman could complete the tasks Katsuki described in a night, but both knew it would be best not to ask, not right now. When Izuku was introduced to the young woman, he gave a small, shy wave from the safety of Katsuki's ridiculously soft tails, before looking back to the blonde as he adressed his father once more, and so boldly at that. It was no secret that the man found Katsuki's audacity infuriating, but he kept up airs well enough not to, potentially, respark their conflict. "I do believe we are done here as well. I'll have Tokoyami show you to your guest room." With a gesture, the tengu was more than ready ti lead the party out of the hall, away from the lord before things escalated further.

Izuku followed easily behind Katsuki as the group was lead away, and visibly relaxed once out of his father's sight, however, it was obvious how exhausted the poor heir was. However, even as they walked together, it was quiet, almost suffocatingy so, at least until they were all inside the rather large and lavish living space. Dark Shadow seemingly materialized out of Izuku's Uchigi at his nape to nuzzle and croon at him, wishing to console and ground the poor greenette after that tense situation. "I have never seen our lord so tense and agitated before, I'm honestly impressed." Tokoyami broke the silence as he began to open a couple windows to let more light and air inside. "However, that means you should be ever more careful. He.... is not one to take kindly to being challenged by anyone." He frowned softly, before looking to Izuku with sympathetic eyes. "But, he's also not one to act openly.... so, ideally, you shouldn't have any issues when it comes to the wedding and arrangements involved." He warned evenly, before glancing towards the door. "And it is always best to share stories in quieter tones, as the walls are thin." He looked to Katsuki and his group, hoping they understood his meaning. 'There may be others listening in, in the hopes of causing harm.'

[NicTheDjinn]

"It is rude." Grumped the sandy-haired blond, not that this kept the raiju from shamelessly snickering. "Keep laughing... You're lucky you still have all your fingers..." The threat also seemed to have no effect on the still going snickering. If nothing else, it proved that his inner circle trusted him very deeply, though, considering the amount of damage his army did so quickly, it was a huge mistake to assume he was harmless entirely. At least Izuku wouldn't have to get used to sharing everything on his plate though as Kaminari taking something from Bakugou's plate was clearly theft. Their cultures would surely be very different, but they didn't seem too different here.

The brunette woman smiled sweetly when waved to, bowing her head respectfully in return. She seemed very nice so far, if a bit anxious in matters of politeness. Honestly, it was hard for her to keep from worrying with the way her Lord was so openly posturing. She seriously doubted he would do more than that, she was very well aware of how close the war had actually gotten despite appearances. Still, she hoped his bravado wouldn't get them in serious trouble. So far, things were tense, but not taking a turn for the worse.

"Good. Feel free to send word to me if there's anything that needs to be discussed, I'll be sure you are kept informed. If you'll excuse us..." And with that he was hooking a single tail around the greenette's waist to make sure he kept pace then got the lot of them going. Already he was looking around to memorize not only the route to the room, but also any potential escape routes, should he need them. He hoped he wouldn't, but it was a good habit he had no intention of kicking.

Once they got into the room, the group almost instantly started to spead out, getting acquainted with the new space and clearly trying to figure out who would be sleeping where. If Izuku bothered to take notice, Kaminari seemed to be sticking close to Shinsou now, following him around almost like a puppy. Bakugou nodded at the warning, turning to the others and getting them to pause their little exploration session with a single, grunted "Oi!" Once he knew he had their attention, he spoke. Someone's to stay with him," He nodded his head towards Izuku to make it clear who 'him' was, "at all times. I don't care if he just needs to take a piss, someone goes with him." Nods all around and seemingly unbothered by his phrasing he turned his attention back to Izuku and Momo.

"Right... So do you have these designs I'm supposed to look at here, or do we have to wait for that seamstress to bring them? I would have preferred to take our time, but winter's getting too close for comfort and this damn time limit is forcing us to rush." Sure enough, he looked impatient, even looking towards the window as if considering hopping out of it and taking off. While his reasoning was real, he had other reasons for wanting to get back to his army. This would be his last chance to be with his beloved before they left to march home at a grueling pace, no less. They would only be apart a week or so, but the thought hurt and he dreaded the upcoming wedding that Kirishima would be present for.

[LovelyBones]

"I see.... well, I hope to be able to share nice meals with you in the future...." He spoke with a small, shy smile, hoping that that future was soon. Food tasted best with pleasant company surrounding you, after all, and with Katsuki's group, he was sure to feel at home. And, if he and his betrothed were close enough, feeding each other, and even being silly or intimate about it would be a comfort he hoped to enjoy one day. Though, he was pulled out of such thoughts when the mention of losing fingers was laughed off, and sobered. Their punishments for theft wasn't as harsh, but it was punished nonetheless. It will take him some time to understand the culture he was marrying into for sure, but he was certain he could succeed, as long as he had help.

As they all walked away from the throne room, Izuku noted how Katsuki surveyed the paths leading to their room, as well as further, and swallowed softly as he gently pet over the tail protectively curled around him. Izuku knew of a route he found as a pup, and it was surprisingly easy to escape through without detection.... Though, he hasn't used it for years, nor wanting his father to know he knew of it. But he would tell Katsuki and his group when they had the chance to soon. Though, he noticed how Denki and Shinso were drawn to one another once they were out of wandering eyes, and he blinked softly before smiling. He guessed they were close, but how close wasn't entirely certain. He didn't want to assume too much after all, and embarrass them all.

The greenette jumped at the sharp call to attention the blonde let out, and noticed how quickly his group came to attention, and swallowed softly. While they were all fun-loving and easy going like a band if friends, they certainly had the discipline needed to act, it seemed. Though, his direction shocked Izuku a bit, but he wasn't ungrateful, not in the least, and Tokoyami, while seemingly stoic, was pleased, with how his normally piercing gaze grew soft. It seems Izuku's guard had spoke to Katsuki at some point.... But, Izuku wasn't at all upset with that. It was always a comfort knowing how Tokoyami cared about his safety and well being.

When Katsuki asked for his designs, the greenette perked up, even if the request was laced with tense impatience. "They're in my room!!" He replied, before looking at the small group, wondering if one would offer to come along, or if his betrothed would do the honors. "And it's okay, the whole situation.... was timed poorly, but, we'll make it all work out in the end, right?" He gave Katsuki a hopeful smile, unaware of Katsuki's ulterior reasons for wanting to get this done and over with as soon as possible. Oh, how his heart would ache if he knew. He did see how Katsuki looked out the window, and felt himself wilt faintly. Katsuki was kind, strong of will and prowess.... Izuku couldn't help but wonder if Katsuki was truly for the wedding, aside from political necessity. Sure, love would come with time, but.... Does Katsuki accept him as a bride, and mate? Shadow gently nuzzled at his cheek again with another soft croon, knowing Izuku was unintentionally starting to upset himself with an unnecessary amount of 'what ifs'. "A-as soon as we're done looking at the designs, it's okay to check on your men if that's what you need to relax!! I can't imagine how you feel, how worried you are about their travels back home." He smiled patiently, a gentle hand resting on his betrothed's shoulder. It was his duty to be a comfort to his mate-- why not start now?

[NicTheDjinn]

"We will if our schedules line up. I don't often have much free time." He admitted, not sounding particularly pleased with this fact, but clearly resigned to the weight of his responsibility.

The raiju leaned in then and playfully whispered to the omegean kitsune, "We force him to take time for himself, don't worry." The electric blond was left whining as he was casually pulled back to a standing position by one ear by his leader. Once released though, he didn't seem much bothered by the treatment.

Thankfully, despite Bakugou's very thinned patience, nothing escalated too badly and they were finally out of the throne room and in the room they would be staying the night. Well, most of them would be anyway. Bakugou wouldn't be denied a final night with his lover if he could at all help it. "Good. We don't have much time to set all this up and I have things to square away before my people leave. I'll be more present starting tomorrow. Let's see these designs then." He didn't enjoy speeding things along quite like he was, but there simply wasn't the time to waste at the moment.

He did pause then, realizing he might be rushing a little too much. "We'll make this work... One way or another. Just take things one step at a time and we'll get through this." He added, not sure if he was being properly comforting, but he hoped it would be enough for now. At the very least, he needed to make sure that this wedding and then the follow-up wedding went smoothly. With any luck, they'll be done here in a couple of days then they can rush back home to get the second wedding over with and have as much time as possible to get the damn clothes back here within a week's time. After that, they could slow down and get to know each other properly. Ugh... He hates the order of all this... Stupid deadline... They would have been able to put off the second wedding if it weren't for that. He was a little surprised to find himself being touched, though he didn't pull away. Instead, he simply looked over at the greened and after a small pause, he nodded. "They are my people. I care about them and worry for their safety. Getting back as quickly as I've asked them to is going to be difficult.

Meanwhile, Shinsou and Kaminari seemed to have located an area where they'd like to nest together for their stay here, already thinking on how they wanted to set up. Mina on the other hand, was seemingly claiming a different spot, though remained close to the other two. Momo would figure things out later as she was eager to study the style of clothes she was expected to produce. "These designs are so pretty..." She cooed as she looked them over.

[LovelyBones]

Izuku wilted at his betrothed's reply, heart hanging heavily in his chest. Would this mean Izuku may be left neglected? Alone? To some, it could be worse than physical abuse.... Especially for Omegas, like him. He was shaken from those thoughts as the Raiju had whispered hope to him, a quiet assurance that he and the others may help to assure Izuku's comfort and happiness.

Once in the room, and when instructed to get the designs, Izuku left for his room quickly, Tokoyami following closely. The task was easy to complete, at least, and it wasn't long until he returned, and set the designs before Katsuki, biting his lip nervously. He hoped the blonde would like them, and not simply choose one without a care. While it was a messy and rushed ceremony, he hoped the alpha would at least try to make it seem like he cared, even a little bit. Though, when the blonde began to encourage him, some of Izuku's fears were put at bay.... At least fir the time being. And, with his own comforting words and gentle touch being accepted, too, his scent became a hint sweeter, happy that the other wasn't opposed to his attempts.

When Momo came close to see his designs, and even complimented them, his scent grew sweeter, but also mildly earthy with embarrassment. "Y-you really think so?" He asked, looking to the pretty woman with a soft sparkle in his eyes. "It's silly, but.... I've always wanted to plan the perfect wedding, ever since I was little." His smile grew sad after a moment, before he softly shook his head. "At least I'll be pretty on my wedding day...." He sighed wistfully, before looking to Katsuki. "Per tradition, your crest and colors are to be incorporated into the design.... What do you think would look best?" After all, even if it's out of necessity, Katsuki should have a say in the design as well.... even if at some point, it will be sullied with their 'consummation'. Poor Izuku had no idea just how traumatic that whole process will be, either....

[NicTheDjinn]

Tokoyami thankfully accompanied Izuku in getting the drawings which gave him a moment to speak to his friends. "Stay vigilant. We're establishing peace between our countries, but I'm sure you've noticed things aren't exactly friendly. Don't start shit, but keep on your guard. Eat and drink well while you can. We'll only be able to bring so much back with us." He turned his attention back when they were rejoined and looked over the clothes he would be expected to wear. As over the top and fancy as he expected. Nothing the slightest bit practical. He took a breath and tried to sigh out the tension as he could already hear his mother and father's voices in his---Oh fuck his parents would be pissed if they weren't here.

"Son of a bitch... I forgot about my parents. Ugh... Alright, let's focus on this. Orange and black are my colors, no red on either of us. My crest would look good as part of the obijime. Do whatever he wants otherwise." He was about to take his leave, but hesitated.

"Oh! Of course! I'll be sure to study the garment the seamstress brings and both of your outfits will be perfect!" Assured the long-haired woman, watching curiously as her leader still didn't leave.

Reluctantly, he turned back to Izuku then. "My parents would be furious if they didn't attend my wedding. I need to send a message to my mother so they'll have enough time to get here. My mother is Bakugou, Mitsuki." Considering his mother lorded over a fairly sizeable land he seriously doubted they hadn't heard from her. While he was reluctant to say it aloud, it wasn't hard to tell he was asking to borrow on of Izuku's own little messengers, particularly as night was falling and that meant they would be traveling at their swiftest.