UHm.... Jirou swears? 

---let's a goooo---

There was a boom and a crater was formed in the Beta gym. 1-a was training their super moves, Aizawa and Ectoplasm was there, helping them. Everyone froze up immediately, prepared for another villain since they where used to it by now.

Aizawa stalked over to the crater, he expected some kind off villain trying shit again but failed. 

In the crater laid a woman, she looked like she was around 30 years old. Really roughed up, bruises, there was some blood. Dark purple hair in a undercut, leather jacket, red hoodie, black jeans- she looked a lot like his student, Kyoka Jirou. She even had the earphone jacks.

The woman groaned and sat up, holding her head and rubbing back.

"Damn that hurt" She murmured. 

"State your name and why you are here!" Aizawa said using his quirk.

"Fuck off old man you know me- what the fuck, you look... younger?" Jirou wannabe looked shocked. 

"What did you just call me, villain?" Aizawa readied his capture weapon.

"Oh my fucking god- you don't recognize me?" She asked.

"No-"

"Oh fuckfuckfuckfuck nooope nonono, this can't be happening- that fucking bitch" Jirou wannabe snapped her fingers,"this must be her quirk"

"Who?" Aizawa was now intrigued. 

"uhm... I think I may have, maybe sort off been sent back into the past?... Surprise?" The woman made jazz hands when she said surprise.

"I- what?"

"Hmmm, this is xx20 right?"

Aizawa nodded.

"I'm from xx35"

"We need to get you to Nezu" Aizawa stated and Jirou wannabe(?) nodded in agreement.

Aizawa helped her up from the crater, her eyes widened when she saw class 1-a. Old Jirou gaped at them and they stared back.

"Oh my god they are so small" Jirou whispered to Aizawa.

Aizawa chuckled.

"I would assume you would think that" 

---time skip---

After explaining everything to Nezu and the rest off the teachers, it was time to meet 1-a. Jirou was in fact a little bit nervous. Recovery girl had healed her up, so she felt tired.

"Call down the rest off your classmates, I have someone you need to meet" Aizawa said to the small group off teenagers in the common room.

After everyone was down in the common room, Aizawa opened the door again so Jirou could enter.

"This is Kyoka Jirou...-"

"I am Kyoka Jirou?" The younger Kyoka said.

"-15 years into the future"

The class went ballistic.

After Aizawa calmed them down he left, leaving Jirou to her faith. She groaned and sat down in one off the beanbags that Sero had begged Aizawa for. The class stared at her, following her every move.

"You can stop staring now" Jirou said, wanting to be over with this.

"Are you really me in the future?" Kyoka asked in almost awe.

"Yes"

"Tell me everything about the relationships!" Mina said coming closer to Jirou.

"I'm afraid I can't do that... with the timeline and everything" 

"Hmm, can you tell us about at least oneeeee relationship!? like yours!" Hagakure joined in.

Fuck they would notice her ring and it was to late for her to try to hide it really. Jirou would just have to hope that nobody saw it.

"Who are you married to?" Tsu asked, looking at her ring. Well fuck her life then.

"NoBoDy! why would you think that" Jirou said and quickly hid her hand behind her back.

"...I have blackmail on you" Said Denki.

"If you expose her you will expose me at the same time" Said Kyoka, fearing her life.

"Right..."

Jirou sighted.

"Fine- you can choose one person in this class.. not me, and I will tell you what I can"

The class glanced at each other, of course you would like to know what happens to you in the future.

"How about a game off UNO? the winner gets to know about their future" Momo said smiling slightly, which made Jirou miss her wife even more.

The class agreed. Jirou sat in her beanbag and observed, it was nice seeing her class like this. Almost completely relaxed.

(number generator lets go)

In the end it was Kirishima who won. He was dubbed the UNO king by the class. 

"Right.. let me see, you are married to the no. 2 hero in my time line, you have a dog, your the no. 10 hero...uhmm, you are the manliest man?" Jirou said smiling slightly.

"Hell yeah!" 

"Hey Jirou, can I talk to you about something?" her younger self asked, Jirou nodded.

Jirou(older) and Kyoka(younger) walked to Kyoka's room. Jirou smiled, feeling nostalgic when she saw it.

"Damn, it's just like I remembered it" Jirou said looking around the room.

---time skip---

Jirou was currently cooking food with Bakugou after Kaminari discovered that Jirou could in fact cook food in the future. 

"Older Jirou!" Aizawa said loud enough that Jirou could hear him. 

He was standing the doorway. When Jirou saw who was standing behind him, she almost begun to cry happy tears. It was Momo. A older Momo was standing behind him. She hadn't changed much since she last saw her.

"Are you going to stand there gaping or are you going to greet me?" Older Momo asked smirking slightly.

Jirou broke one off Iida's rules, no running in the halls, as she made her way over to her wife. Aizawa moved out off the way. 

Jirou jumped and wrapped her legs around Momo's waist and her arms around her wife's shoulders. Burring her face in the crook off Momo's neck.

"I've missed you so so so much, I'm sorry I'll never leave you again" Jirou was crying now.

"Hey hey hey, aren't I supposed to be the one with mood swings?" Momo asked her small wife, wiping away her tears.

"Right! I almost forgot about our little buddy!" Jirou let her wife go and immediately started to talk to Momo's... stomach? 

Momo was pregnant, she didn't look like it, but she was.

"How's my little boy?"

"There is still a 50% that it will be a girl Kyo" Momo said smiling warmly.

"I know! I will love them no matter what!" Jirou was once again standing up hugging Momo.

Momo was just staring at her.

"what?"

"You are just so adorable"

"I am not adorable!"

"Sure honey, I believe you"

Jirou huffed and crossed her arms.

1-a had shocked expressions, they were staring at the older MomoJirou.

"Uhmm.. surprise?" Jirou said making jazz hands.

"Aizawa please don't kill us?" Momo turned to the black haired man, leaving Jirou to suffer.

This would take some time to explain.

---time skip---

Jirou looked over to the class and waved, Momo did the same smiling slightly. The portal back to their time was behind them.

"We will see you!"

"Good bye little shits!"

Momo slapped Jirou's arm and they went into the portal. Nothing had changed really, only their marriage rings looked some years older.

---end---

ya like that?

I witnessed a marriage in the discord server today, i was the pastor.

-good bye UWU