Wahhh! Already a few likes & 2 reviews already and it's only been 1 chapter! I'm blushing like crazy! Thank you! Here's a picture of her as a little child. Her hair is a little longer plus she has heterochromatic eyes of red & green! Sorry for my grammar, I really need an editor!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except my OCs.

Chapter 1: New Beginning

As Natsu watched his child grow with pride, he realized something odd about the child. She was quiet and rarely cried, something that concerns him but his wife assured him it was okay. But wasn't it? She liked to sleep and cling to her mother but rarely to him. In fact, the only time he touched her was when he gave her a kiss on her forehead when she was firstborn. When he had tried to touch her later, she squirmed away and glared at him with such intense stares that he would call his wife to take care of her. It was ridiculous, he was the father, and yet he was scared of his own child? He wasn't sure how he felt about that.

He looked at his child sleeping on the couch, his wife was cooking dinner in the kitchen.

"Hime." He whispered, "can papa hold you?" No response from the child and he smiled, his hand slowly went to the child and he picked her, bringing him to his chest.

Calm down, Natsu. You're holding your baby girl! Natsu's eyes lit with excitement as he gently rocked his baby.

"Sakur-" She awoke and with a startled, a large cry escaped her small mouth. Natsu panicked as he tried to quiet the baby with a little rocking motion.

"Hime. It's okay, it's papa!" He tried but she continued to cry. Pain from his chest spread as her cries pierce him. His wife hearing the cry, immediately ran to them and gasped at the sight. She rushed over and grabbed the baby, jiggling her.

"Shh, it's okay. Mama's here," she cooed at the baby. Natsu stared, heartbreaking as his child stopped crying and his wife cooed and kissed the child. What had he done wrong?

Why doesn't she like me?

During dinner, Natsu sat on the opposite side of Himeko, staring at his food bowl and barely touching his meal. His wife glanced at him and sighed.

"Dear-"

"Why doesn't she let me touch her?" He asked abruptly, still staring at his food. He grimaced as his child laughed at her little picture made from fruit puree.

Sakura set her food down, reached over to her husband, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and rubbed confronting circles onto his back.

"She simply n-."

"It's been 5 months since she came home and she never once let me touch her!" He stood up quickly, the tablecloth moving slightly from an unseen force.

"Am I a bad father?"

"Natsu, you're not a bad father. She's just used to you yet." Sakura tried and stood up, pushing her plate back.

"Well apparently I am since my own child cries when she sees me," Natsu explained and he walked out, leaving Sakura and Himeko still at the table.

"Natsu…." Sakura whispered with a heavy heart.

After that day, Natsu stopped trying to touch Himeko.

This world is different.

It didn't take long for little Himeko to realize the world she resides in was not normal, though it wasn't bad in any way, simply different. The first time she realizes this was when she turned one and could actually see the world with it being blurry. Her mother, with her grace and smiles as she brought the birthday cake, suddenly tripped. Little Himeko, who usually was very sleepy no matter how much sleep she gets, gasped at the sight and reached her little arm from her high chair, trying her best to save her mother. Her father on the other hand immediately stood up and narrowed his eyes in concentration on his wife, who was immediately righted up as if she had never fallen.

"Woah there!" Natsu grabbed the cake from her hand and set it down in front of their daughter. A mischievous light sparkled in his eyes as he stared at his wife, who smiled back.

"Aren't you just a hero," she teased, moving closer to him.

"Just yours." He smirked and reached down, giving her a light peck.

"Bwah!" The couple turned around and saw little Himeko with a disgusted face. They laughed at her expression before Sakura went over and began to smother her with kisses. Natsu chuckled at his family but no moved towards Himeko and a little pang in his heart thump, just like every time he saw his wife loving on his child without him. His hand twitched but he made no move.

"Stay away!" Himeko pushed her mother's faces, trying to find air but failed. Since Himeko had her past memories, she knew how to communicate and other basic information but it was hard for her to do anything with a body that only wanted to sleep.

"Waw tat!" Himeko asked, pointing at her dad, though she didn't touch him.

Old Habit.

"Hmm?" A surprised look filled his face. It was rare that Himeko ever paid attention to him.

"Papa stoop mama fuall", Himeko raises her chubby hand and points at him. He paused before a look of understanding settled. He knelt down to his daughter, though again, not touching her. Sakura moved away from her daughter with slight shock. She smiled with small tears as she stared at the father and daughter moment.

"You mean this?" Natsu smiled softly as Himeko gasped and giggled at the slight tug on her hair. Floating! Her hair was floating above her head, each strand floating above her, giving her a slightly crazed look. A slight breeze flows through hair, keeping it standing up.

"Wah! Papa power!"

"Hahaha!" Natsu laughed at her innocence, "kinda Hime. It's a quirk."

"Quirk?" she tilted her head innocently earning coos from her parents.

Natsu tilted his head, and her hair floated back down causing her to pout.

"Uh Huh, it's kinda like a special power or skill that most people get when they reach a certain age. Usually at the age of four," he raised his hand, a small woosh came from the palm of his hand, "as you can see, papa's quirk is wind. Though it's not very strong."

"Evryone hashh onne?" Her father shook his head, "not all. In fact, only about 80% of the world's population has them. In fact, your mother doesn't have one." He looked at his wife, whose smile falters slightly.

"But," he pulled his wife to him and gave her a kiss on the forehead to which she accepts eagerly, "that doesn't mean there any less than those who do since they have other talents."

Himeko looked at her parents and looked at her own hand.

It's so small...and powerless

Am I going to have one?

Do I want one?

"Will Hime get onne?"

"Hmmm, maybe yes, maybe not. Either way, you'll always be my little Hime." He leaned over without thinking and planted a kiss on Himeko. She stiffened at the contact, Natsu looked away, heart dropping. Himeko knew it was unfair to treat him like this but she couldn't help it, every time when she was touched by anybody, especially a man, fear to began to course through her vein, bringing up memories she would rather forget.

He's not like him….

But what if he is?

"Hime!" A smile stretched across his face.

"My little Hime!"

"Hime!"

"Papa loves you." A gentle kiss on sleepy Himeko.

Papa…

Papa….

"Papa," Himeko slowly reached over, Sakura gasped happily and ran out of the room. Natsu could feel slow drops of tears flowing as he felt small hands lightly touch his cheeks.

"Hime!" He grabbed her and hugged her furiously as more tears came pouring down.

Click!

Sakura's shoulder shook as she snapped a picture of them.

Papa, I'm sorry…

You're not like him.

Himeko loosens herself and smiles as she closes her eyes on his shaking shoulder.

"Hime! Wahhh!" Iconic tears covered Natsu's face as Sakura tried to pull him back. "Don't leave me!"

"Oh dear, why must you do this every day," Sakura grunted, trying and unsuccessfully pulling him back.

"Hime-"

"Papa!" The older man flinched at a harsh tone and looked down when Hime tugged on his pants. She wore the traditional yellow uniform for pre-K. Her hair styled by her mother was put up into 2 pigtails but they seemed to be poking up like an angry cat as she glared at the crying man before her. She flicked her heterochromatic eyes of red and green to the ground and she groaned at the large pre-kids staring at her. It happened every morning and many kids enjoyed it which explains the bags of carrots sticks and apples being passed around as they watched.

"Wahh, look it's happening again."

"Should we call the teacher?"

"Nah, let's watch!"

I love you papa, but this is embarrassing.

"Papa, go to work." Natsu sniffed, he fell limp against his wife's hold who grunted at the sudden drop but managed to keep hold of him.

"But Him-" he started.

"No!" She thrust her hand down and stopped her little feet, "if you don't, I won't give you a huggy when you pick me up!" She glared, well as much as 3 years could before running away from him and into the gates of her little pre-k school.

"Hime, Hime, Hime," Natsu repeated as his skin turned grey from shock.

"Come on dear, we must get to work," Sakura poked his side, hoping to wake him. She sighed with amusement when nothing happened.

The 25-year-old man sniffed again, his shoulder hutch over, "mama."

"Yes, papa?"

Natsu spun around and the iconic tear started again, making him look like a 4-year-old, "Our little Hime is rebelling!". He clutched his wife as he bawled his eyes out against his wife's neck. Sakura only smiled and patted his blond hair, ignoring the laugh and strange look of both passing adults and children.

"There, there."

"Hey!" Himeko rustled but continued to sleep. After using her energy in forcing her dad to work, she was exhausted and plopped herself into her seat, close to the sun, and went out like a light. Then again….she was always sleepy.

"Pigtail! Wake up!" Himeko slowly opened her eyes and saw a boy with glaring red eyes and spiky blond hair staring down at her. Little Himeko deemed it unimportant and promptly fell back to sleep, much to the boy's dismay.

Mew, sleep. She automatically scooched herself to the left, away from the boy and closer to the sun. The boy's eyes twitched in annoyance at her attitude. Unused to this as he was used to being the center of attention in everything, he put his hands on her shoulder-

Smack!

"Don't touch me," Himeko said with a calm but threatening voice, fully awake now. While she was okay with her parent's touch, she still wasn't accepting of others, especially boys. The boy before her was loud….too loud.

"The fuck do you think you are! I'm Bakugo Kastuki! The world's number #1 hero!" the boy, no Bakugo, yelled back with a deep red flush on his cheeks. He couldn't believe it, most kids wouldn't dare speak to him that way, let alone smack his hand away. His hands shook with anger and he wanted to punch her but knew the old hag would nag at him if he did.

"Eh?" Himeko yawned, "more like a little angry chihuahua."

"Chi- chi-" Little Bakugo with his matching yellow uniform couldn't believe it. The image of a little chihuahua barking came to his mind for a moment before he shook his head furiously.

Fuck no!

"You- you st- stupid pigtail! I'm not a chihuahua!" With an angry huff and he ran away.

Himeko stared after him and tilted her head, "hmm, but chihuahua is cute though?"

End! What do you think! Our little Hime finally met little Bakugou and boy is he something! I'm trying not to make him too. He's always angry though...but he's one of my favorite characters! It's gonna be about her childhood for a bit until we get into the actual storyline, so expect some fluff!

Who should I ship? What quirk should she have or rather should she have one? There's still a bit until I reveal it so bring in those creative juices for me!

Chise Yukki