Don't get used to these fast updates. I'm only posting chapter one now because the previous post was only the prologue. Expect chapters weekly or biweekly. I'll try to remain consistent with updates. Anyway, on with the chapter!

It's been three months since I lost both of my dads in one attack. Life has been… different to say the least. The hero agency Dad had built from the ground up is in shambles. No one wants to work in an agency built by a now criminal. My internship was transferred to Deku's agency.

Everyone walks around me on eggshells now, except maybe Kohaku (A). Thank goodness, because I would punch that loveable idiot into the sun if they ever tried to treat me like a porcelain doll. Besides them, I can't have a fucking conversation without someone stopping to 'choose their words carefully'. I miss the old days when people spoke their minds around me.

Now I'm just the poor orphan girl in the middle of a tragedy. Barf

"Miss Kiri…. I mean, Shigo?" I gritted my teeth as I turned to face the teacher. That's another thing. I had to tell everyone to just use my first name because apparently saying Kirishima is too damn hard for the dumbasses.

"Yeah? What is it?"

"The principal would like to talk to you."

I turned back around to make my way to Ms. Yaoyorozu's office. 'What now? Please don't question whether I've actually gone to therapy this past month,' I thought as I knocked on the door. "Principal Yaoyorozu?"

"Come in, dear."

I stepped into the office and sat in the offered chair. I crossed my arms and one leg over the other.

"How has life been treating you these past few months?" the raven asked, sliding a teacup to me. "And don't give me the same answer you give all of your teachers. I want the truth."

I stared at her silently before picking up the cup. Ok, maybe not everyone in this school is annoying….

"Everyone is treating me like I'm fragile. As if the mere mention of either of my fathers is going to break me. The only teacher that doesn't go easy on me is Midoriya-sensei. Which is good, because I need the hero training so that I don't get driven up the fucking wall. The only student that still treats me like a human fucking being is my partner Kohaku. I just want things to go back to the way they were. I can't be a hero like this."

"What if I told you that you can make that happen?"

"I would laugh in your face. No offense, Principal, but the only way things can return to normal is if the past can be changed. Daddy is dead because Dad killed him. There's nothing more to it."

As I took another sip of my tea, the raven pulled out a case folder and handed me a file from inside it. I raised an eyebrow at her.

"We caught the villain that your fathers had been chasing." She nodded to the file, and I looked over it as she continued talking. "His quirk, Insecurities, gives him the ability to take a person's deepest hidden insecurity, enhance it, and control them using it."

"All that tells me is why Dad suddenly became actually murderous rather than harmlessly threatening."

"Bakugou finally was released from the quirk last night. This morning, he was ready to talk about what happened. Apparently, his deepest insecurity is his relationship with you and Kirishima. He never truly believed you are his biological child."

My heart dropped. He…?

"What? Of course I'm his daughter! The love quirk that created me required the biological parents to have been the last ones each other had been intimate with! If I'm not Dad's daughter, that means…. That would mean…."

"It would mean Kirishima had to have cheated on Bakugou the night before his appointment."

"No," I whispered. "Daddy didn't…. He wouldn't have…."

"Bakugou believed he did. And because you were created by a quirk rather than by normal means, we won't be able to use a DNA test to prove your lineage. Only the quirk user can confirm it, and they are currently missing as of 6 months ago. We believe the villain that controlled Bakugou eliminated the only thing that could get rid of the insecurity." I tossed the file back onto the desk.

"This changes nothing. Even if we proved I'm his daughter, Daddy is still dead. And Dad will still go down for it."

Yaoyorozu was silent for a few moments. "What if you went back in time and made sure Bakugou never developed the insecurity?" I looked up at her. "Your father says it all started because Kirishima left the week before he was supposed to go in for his appointment with the user. They had had a bad argument, and Kiri decided to stay somewhere else to calm down."

"And Dad believes he cheated on him then?" I asked.

"Exactly. It didn't help that you were born with wings like Hawks and your second quirk doesn't seem to involve sweat at all."

"Ok, so you're suggesting I go back in time sixteen years and prevent the argument from happening, therefore changing the future," I guessed.

"That's precisely what I am suggesting. Mei Hatsume has successfully created a time machine that can send a single person into the past up to fifty years."

She handed me another file, and I looked over it. Of course I've heard of Hatsume. Everyone has! She's the one who makes our support items that the support classes can't. If anyone can make a working time machine, it would be her….

"Why me? I'm still just a student. This seems like something an actual hero should do."

"Believe me, the rest of the Bakusquad and even Deku wanted to go. However, all of the current heroes were around Bakugou and Kirishima twenty years ago. If any of us go, we will cause a time paradox and cause more damage than good. We had to choose a hero hopeful that wasn't even born yet to be on the safe side. Shigo, Mina and I nominated you. Because you have the most to gain and lose from this mission."

My hands tightened on the file. This almost seems too good to be true….

"I can really save Daddy?" I asked in a small voice.

Yaoyorozu smiled gently and nodded. "Yes, you really can."

I took a deep breath. "I… I need some time to think about this. This is a big decision, and I don't think I can just make it on a whim like this. Can I give you my answer tomorrow?"

"Of course, dear. Take as much time as you need."

~Line Break~

"So why again are you hesitating about this?" Kohaku asked as they ran their fingers gently over my wings. I sighed softly and closed my eyes, resting my head on their lap.

"Because what if I still cause some kind of problem? Some kind of paradox? I could do irreversible damages to the future. Hell, I could cease to exist!"

"Yeah right, muneca. You're not going to cease to exist. That would only happen if you completely ruin their relationship before they can even decide to have you," they told me.

"Yeah about that. You know how lovable and irresistible I am. Hell, look at me." They snorted and I smirked lightly. "What if one of them ends up falling for me? I would literally be the cause of my dads' breakup."

"Then don't be your usual irresistible self. Show your Bakugou side to him. Trust me, he ain't gonna wanna fuck that," Kohaku laughed. I shifted my wing and hit them with it lightly.

"Shut it you. If that's the case, then Daddy wouldn't have fallen for Dad."

"Listen, Shigo, mi amore, muneca. Stop doubting yourself. If you accept this mission, you will be awesome. You will set those two idiots straight and you will save their relationship. Then you will come back and be able to hug Kirishima until you run out of tears to cry. No one but you and maybe Hatsume will know that anything bad had ever happened to your family," Kohaku started.

"Hey, I wouldn't cry," I protested.

"Or," they kept going as if I hadn't spoken up, "you would turn down the mission. Someone else can go in your place. They won't be as awesome, but they will still find a way to accomplish the job. And you will wake up to see Kirishima making your favorite pancakes again, and you will once again hug him until you stop crying. And everyone but your parents will remember a tragedy ever happened."

"But…. I don't want everyone to remember this! If everyone remembers, then they're still going to shove therapy down my throat. They're still going to treat me as if I am a child! I would lose my fucking mind!" I growled out in frustration.

"Then you know what you must do," they said, scratching the sensitive spot between my wings. I immediately melted under their touch.

"Yeah, I do. I'm going to accept the mission."

A: Kohaku is an OC made by one of my tiktok friends. They are nonbinary, and thus they use they/them pronouns. I just wanted to clarify that for any of you.

Any and all constructive criticism is appreciated. Also if you would like to beta this story, feel free to message me.

-RozaCourt