Hey, guys/girls, so I'm back with another chapter! It's a little different from the rest because it takes place in the future from future Katsuki's POV, but trust me it's necessary. This will be the only chapter with anyone other than 17 year old Katsuki _

Remember that violence tag? It applies mostly to this chapter.

Just a little taste of what Katsuki would unknowingly throw away...

Enjoy! ^_^

Flash Forward Eleven Years in the Future

"Come on, Papa! Daddy, tell Papa to hurry up!" Kana called as she pulled them along the bustling streets of Musutafu by the hand. Katsuki could feel the excitement coming off her in waves as she lead him and Izuku to an unknown destination, her happy smile never leaving her face even as she ushered them along. He couldn't blame Izuku for being slow, he was really fucking tired himself. Yesterday's patrol had been exhausting. He hated hostage situations, and the one that happened had taken a ridiculously long amount of time to get under control. Not only did he get called to the scene along with Izuku, it had been when his shift had just been about to end, so they had been up nearly all night. Stupid villain had held a little girl and her mom at gunpoint with a literal fucking gun and threatened to shoot if the Wonder Duo didn't show up. It made his blood boil because it reminded him of that incident a year ago when a villain had found out just exactly who Kana's parents were.

All because she called him daddy while he had his hero costume on.

Katsuki would never forget the rage and utter helplessness he felt when he found out Kana had been abducted, all because he pissed off some villain and they had a vendetta against him. How he wasn't strong enough to protect her despite being the number two hero and all he could do was gravel at their feet, plead and beg as they beat him without lifting a finger to defend himself for fear Kana would be hurt as the consequence.

"Don't hurt her!" Katsuki snarled, pushing himself up and spitting on the ground in front of him, staining the concrete red. Blood leaked passed his lips and drizzled down his chin as he clenched his jaw furiously, "I swear on All Might's grave I will fucking kill you!" he roared, clutching his side. He was sure his rib was broken. Who really cared either way? He wasn't worried about himself. Two burly men beside him grabbed his arms, forcing them behind his back and making him kneel before their boss and his daughter. He struggled lightly, but made no real attempt to break free. It wasn't that his efforts would go fruitless stopping him from moving, he was confident he could beat those d-lister villains with his eyes closed. No, it was the knife held to his three year old daughters throat that really kept him from beating their asses right then and there. Because no matter how fast he was, there was no way he could make it to her before the knife...

Kana whimpered, tears streaming down her red puffy face. "Daddy!" she sobbed. Her whole body trembled and her hands shook, but she stood still just like Katsuki told her to when he first arrived. "Please don't hurt my daddy!"

"Is that anyway to talk in front of your daughter Ground Zero?" The man mocked, his ice cold eyes gleaming with unmasked malice. An animalistic snarl ripped from Katsuki's throat. "Says the motherfucker threatening an innocent three year old's life." He snarled, his crimson eyes blazing with rage.

"Touche." the man chuckled, actually fucking chuckled, "But it's in my job description as a villain wouldn't you say? You however, are a hero. Didn't you pledge to protect the people? Hmm? Theatening my life is very unbecoming of a hero, and a top hero at that."

"I'll do more than just fucking threaten it! I'm going to end you for bringing my family into this!"

The man dragged the blunt end of the blade across her face, "Really?" he said, his face falling into a more serious expression. His blue eyes flickered to Katsuki's then the blade moved again, this time drawing blood. A small drop of blood trickled down Kana's cheek and she sobbed harder. Katsuki's blood ran cold in his veins and it took every ounce of his self control to stay still. "I don't think you're in the position to be barking threats."

"Stop! Let her fucking go! You have me, she's not a part of this!" Katsuki felt dread seeping in from every pore, this villain didn't care in the least she was only three. Fuck! this was all his fault! A kick to his side knocked him onto the ground again, aggravating his already injured ribcage. He hit his forehead against the cold stone ground and the warehouse began to spin. He could barely make out the sound of Kana's screams, but the sound of her voice was his beacon in the darkness. If he could hear her, she was okay. As long as he didn't fight back, she would be okay.

Someone picked him up by his collar and shoved him back onto his knees. He swayed, but stayed upright even as his vision distorted. Katsuki's hazy crimson eyes met terrified emerald ones and he breathed a relieved sigh through his heavy breaths.

"Oh, but she is. I thought to myself: What would the cocky and vicious Symbol of Victory, a man who never seemed to care about anyone do if his only daughter died?"

Air caught in Katsuki's throat and refused to enter his lungs, all the blood drained from his already pale face if that was even possible. His heart stopped, skipping a beat before it came back hammering harder than before "No," he whispered, no! Fuck! This wasn't fucking happening. "No, fuck! Kill me instead! Don't fucking hurt her! Kill me!" No, no, no. Not Kana, not her. She couldn't- He couldn't- Fuck, not his baby girl-

The man inched the blade closer to Kana's throat, "I may be inclined to an... exchange if you will. If you forfeit your life, your daughter will live."

One of the men holding his arms behind his back kicked him towards the ground again. Katsuki growled lowly when his wrist hit the concrete at an awkward angle, but he didn't make a move to sit up. He bowed on his knees until his forehead touched the ground and he clenched his fists. "Don't hurt her! Please, you have me, let her go. Kill me, not my daughter. Fuck, not her!" The pride that kept him from bending to any villains will was no where to be found, but he was glad. Nothing good ever came from that.

The man smiled and it wasn't hard for Katsuki to realize it was what he really wanted from the beginning. These two bit villains had no chance of beating him otherwise, not unless he let them. It was fucking cowardice, but what were villains if not that? They knew from the beginning he would lay down his life for his daughter in a heartbeat if it was to protect her, they also knew if they really did kill her, there would be nothing keeping Katsuki from ripping them to shreds in the most gruesome way possible.

Katsuki couldn't say he was surprised that this would be the way he died. He knew what he was walking into when he began training to become a hero and when they had Kana. He knew it was dangerous for pro heroes to have children for obvious reasons, but that didn't stop them. Katsuki didn't regret it at all, the only thing he did regret was that they weren't more careful. But luckily, the villain obviously didn't know Kana wasn't just his daughter, but the number one pro hero's. At least he knew she would be safe with Izuku.

The man beside him pulled out a gun.

."Daddy! Fight back! You can win, I know you can daddy!" Katsuki's heart sank as he looked at her, but he gave her a reassuring smile. It felt heavy on his face, but not completely fake.

"It's going to be okay,"

"Daddy, why aren't you fighting?!" she sobbed, Katsuki could feel his heart breaking. Despite knowing he would probably die in the line of battle, he couldn't say he was ready. Kana definitely wasn't ready for him to go, and he knew he failed her, but she would live. Even if she didn't understand why he left her and hated him for it, he was okay if she was alive and back with Izuku. Izuku would raise her well, he was raising her well, he was a natural father despite never really having one of his own.

The man pressed the barrel against his forehead, the metal cold against his skin. Katsuki inhaled sharply, he wasn't afraid to die, but he really fucked up this time, huh? Didn't he, Izuku? He was going to cry, wasn't he? Fuck. Katsuki never wanted to be the cause of Izuku's tears ever again, but here he was. Couldn't even keep a goddamn promise on his deathbed.

"Close your eyes, Kana." He said firmly, in a way that left no room for argument. This wasn't something she needed to see. Kana squeezed her eyes shut. "I love you so much, remember that. Be a good girl for papa, okay?"

Her eyes snapped open and she stared at him wide eyed. "What are you saying daddy? Why-"

"It's going to be okay, but I need you to promise me." He knew she would, but he needed to hear it.

"Daddy-"

"Do you trust me?"

Kana nodded, "I p'omise." she said, clenching her fists.

"Now close your eyes. And don't open them no matter what. I don't care what you hear, you keep them closed." Kana nodded frantically.

"Enough of this sentimental shit." the villain flicked the safety off. Why the villain had it on safety, Katsuki didn't know. It seemed stupid to him. "Now your going to die like a dog, how does it feel to lose GZ? Symbol of Victory? Bullshit." Katsuki spat a mouth full of blood at him, it landed on his pant leg. The man reeled in disgust.

"You didn't win shit."

"Wha-"

Katsuki focused his glare on the man in front of him, pouring out all his rage into that one look, the man flinched and took two steps back, "If Kana gets hurt, you're going to have one monster of a hero on your trail for the rest of your lives. Trust me when I say, he's never going to stop until you're all dead." Izuku was a true hero, but he was human and it would only take so much to break him. Katsuki hated to even think it, but he had to trust she would be okay. That once he was gone, they would have completed what they set out to do.

The man raised the gun to his head, but he was still a few feet away, but he could see how much his words had weighed on the villains. Katsuki stared forward, he refused to close his eyes and accept death like that. He'd stand proudly, because he was doing it to save his baby. He vowed he would protect her no matter what, even if that meant he died. "I'm so fucking sorry, Izuku." He whispered under his breath. If only Izuku could hear it. This was it. Fuck, he couldn't have messed up worse.

A flash of electric green danced through his peripheral vision, he blinked slowly, his concussed brain trying to catch up with what his eyes were seeing. Crimson eyes met jade and the latter widened a fraction. Green curls bounced as he nodded.

A spark of hope.

Katsuki heard the gun click. "Any last words, dog?"

He bared his teeth in a snarl, "Eat. Shit."

His arm shot out, connecting with another.

The gun fired,

pain,

and he was out.

The panic he felt waking up in a hospital room a week later with no way of knowing if she was okay hurt worse than any flesh wound. He never felt so weak and out of control of a situation as much as he did at that moment. It was only later when he found out that Izuku had managed to get Kana back unharmed while they were busy. You could imagine his relief, but,

It was times like these, that only in the safety of their bedroom could he admit to Izuku that sometimes he hated being a hero.

"Are you okay, Kacchan? You're spacing out." Izuku asked, pulling him out of his thoughts and looking at him with those concerned emerald eyes. Kana looked up at him and tilted her head, her eyebrows furrowing and her lips pursed together as she observed him silently. Sometimes he wished she wasn't so perceptive. Like Deku, she could read him like a book and there was no way he could hide anything he was feeling from her. "Maybe we should go home. I know you're exhausted." He said, cupping Katsuki's face, swiping the pad of his thumb over his cheek sweetly.

"I'm fine, 'Zuku. Just remembering something," Katsuki murmured, his crimson eyes looking back down at Kana, "Lead the way, baby girl." Kana looked at him critically, before grinning widely and turning around, "This way, we're almost there!" she squealed, raising her fist in the air.

"Wait a minute, Kana." Izuku said, releasing her hand to pick her up and place her on Katsuki's shoulders. Kana's small, chubby hands immediately went to hold onto his head on top of the beanie that hid his hair, "There," he said brightly before meeting Katsuki's crimson eyes with a look of understanding and intertwined their hands. They could read each other so well, it was why they proudly held the title the world's greatest Hero Duo after all. Izuku could understand him in a way no one else could, and he didn't need Katsuki to talk to know what he was thinking, Izuku had enough words for the both of them.

Kana's fingers brushed the scar that stretched from his eyebrow to his hairline that was usually hidden by his hero mask and he could practically feel her concern, "What's it now, brat?" he asked, even though he already knew what she was going to say.

"Does it hurt, Daddy?"

Katsuki rolled his eyes lightly, "It doesn't hurt any more than it did the last time you asked." he said, a light playfulness to his tone. She never failed to ask him if it hurt anytime she touched it. It was sweet, but he couldn't help but be a little worried about it. Katsuki wasn't sure she even remembered where he got it, but it was the only scar she asked if it hurt.

"Okay, daddy."

For Katsuki, his scar was a reminder of what could happen if he wasn't careful and if he let his pride control him, he hated how pitifully weak he had been. But for Izuku, it was a reminder of bravery and heroism, it was a reminder of his strength. Katsuki didn't agree, but Izuku promised he would change Katsuki's mind.

Izuku squeezed his hand, he returned the gesture and they kept walking, Kana started joyfully calling directions to their surprise destination. Katsuki let his ever-present scowl slip off his face as he pulled Izuku closer to his side. His thumb automatically went to brush over one of Izuku's many scars in a means of comfort. It was a little habit he picked up over the years, something that calmed him, grounded him when the bad thoughts threatened to sweep the rug from beneath him off his feet. He wasn't really sure why it helped.

"Here!" Kana screamed, "Let me down! Let me down!" she said excitedly bouncing up and down while pointing at the flower shop they had just arrived at. Katsuki let her down without a word and Kana dug her hand into his jean pocket and pulled out a paper card she had shoved in there earlier. He had no clue what it was for since she had forbidden him to look at it lest he ruin her surprise. She ran in without a word and Izuku laughed and pulled him towards the door.

"Plan on telling us why we're here yet?" Katsuki asked as he and Izuku walked up behind Kana who was literally jumping with excitement in front of the counter.

"Not yet!"

The old woman smiled as she read the card Kana had gave her, "So, you are miss Kana Bakugou!"

"Yes!" Kana chirped.

"I was told you would be here today, I have something in the back with your name on it." The woman winked and walked away, making Katsuki furrow his eyebrows in confusion. What the hell was that about?

Kana finally turned around, her blonde pigtails bouncing lightly. She grinned brightly up at Katsuki and Izuku, "I got a present just for Papa and Daddy!" she said, "Well, I couldn't have done it without Uncle Eiji! But it was all my idea!" Kana announced proudly, her emerald eyes shinning with excitement.

"That's so sweet, Kana! You didn't have to, daddy and I think you're the only gift we need." Izuku said smiling as he kneeled in front of her, "Don't we Kacchan?"

Katsuki grinned, "Do you even need to fucking ask?"

"But, it's really important!" Kana said, just as the old woman returned. "Turn around!" Kana demanded. Katsuki and Izuku turned. The former rolling his eyes lightly, but he couldn't help but be curious about why she had suddenly decided she wanted to get them something, and why Eijirou was involved. Obviously because she couldn't have set this up on her own, even if she was the smartest (almost) five-year-old he had ever met - and fuck was he proud of his daughter - but the redhead was probably the instigator of it all.

"Okay, you can turn around now!" Katsuki and Izuku turned. Kana was holding a small pot with a puffy looking pink flower growing in it. "For your ann'versary!"

Izuku's eyebrows raised in confusion, "Our Anniversary? That's not for-"

"Not that one!" Kana huffed, like she already knew they would say that. Of course they were going to think she meant their wedding anniversary. "The ann'versary that daddy and papa got 'together' in school! Uncle Eiji told me that in two days, eleven years ago daddy and papa finally knew they loved each other! He told me he knew daddy and papa would be together forever and ever after that." her smile was softer this time and when he looked at Izuku he wasn't surprised to see the tears welling in his eyes. He dropped to his knees and took the flower pot and smelt them gently. "They're Dahia flowers! Uncle Eiji says they mean 'Proud love without com- compo- comp'omise?" That was all it took for the waterworks to break loose. Wet, hot tears gliding down his cheeks. Katsuki took the pot and Izuku surged forward, wrapping Kana in his arms.

"Thank you, Kana! I love it, it's perfect! It the best present anyone has ever given me!" Izuku cried, and Katsuki knew he was over-reacting, always moved to tears way too quickly, but he meant every word. Katsuki felt the same, though. It was the fucking best gift he'd ever gotten. It wasn't the flowers themselves, it was everything. The reminder of one of the best days of his life. He felt warmth spreading though his body and he even felt like crying goddamn it. He wasn't a sap, but... proud love without compromise? Fuck yeah.

"Don't cry, Papa!" Kana cried, "You're making me cry!"

Izuku laughed wetly as Kana took his face in her small hands and kissed his nose. Both of them were covered in tears and snot with matching brighter-than-the-goddamn-sun-smiles plastered across their faces. Katsuki let his own small smile slip onto his face, he felt so fucking lucky.

"Come daddy!" Kana said opening her arms wide, asking him to join the group hug.

"No way, clean up that mess first." he said pointing at her wet face.

"Daddy!" Kana said exasperatedly at the same time Izuku said, "Kacchan!"

Katsuki rolled his eyes and snorted. He began to kneel, but something in his peripheral vision caught his attention, just past the large glass windows... Crimson eyes widened,

"GET DOWN!" He screamed.

Katsuki lunged, his arm flew over Izuku's back, his own body pushing his husband into the ground over top of Kana. The windows blew in, heat and shattered glass raining down on them. His ears were ringing, but Katsuki ignored it in favour of pushing himself up. His muscles ached from the force of the blast, but he couldn't feel any pain worth worrying over, but maybe that was the adrenaline. "Izuku! Kana!" his eyes quickly scanned over them for injuries, but he saw none. His hand immediately went to Kana's face, checking again to see if she was okay. Only dust and dirt from the explosion lingered on their clothes. It wasn't a huge blast, not as big a he thought it was going to be. The force of it wasn't strong enough to break anything other than the glass windows. But that itself could be deadly enough. But, fuck! What the hell just happened?!

"Kacchan! Katsuki, are you okay?" Izuku asked, frantically stumbling to his knees with Kana held protectively against his chest. The disorientation was real, "Wh- where did that blast come from?! Is it a villain?" Izuku coughed on a lung full of smoke that was rising from the fires along the street making the air thick and suffocating. People's terrified screams only added to the chaos that was unfolding in around them. "Wh- Kacchan you're bleeding!"

"Don't fucking worry about me. It's just a scratch, we need to get Kana the fuck out of here!" Katsuki said, ignoring the pain in his shoulder, he could feel a sticky wetness staining his shirt. He must have been cut by the glass that flew everywhere. More screaming could be heard outside, along with explosions and it didn't take Katsuki long to realize that a full scale attack was going on the street. And from what he heard, there wasn't a pro hero on scene yet.

"I know! But the people- I can't just leave them!" Izuku said, staring at Katsuki with frantic, pleading eyes.

He let out a frustrated growl, but didn't protest. "I know! Fuck! Okay, just give me Kana." Katsuki got to his feet, pulling Izuku up with him before taking Kana from him, she stared at them, her emerald eyes wide with fear and confusion.

"Papa! Wh- what's wrong, why- I'm scared!" Kana cried, her small hands trembling.

"It's okay, baby. It's going to be okay. Stay with daddy." Izuku said, taking her face in his hands and kissing her forehead softly. He looked up at Katsuki, his face becoming more serious, a swirl of emotions swimming in his jade eyes. Izuku soared forward, catching Katsuki's lips in his own in a quick, but meaningful kiss. Their foreheads resting together for a moment, eyes closed.

"You better fucking come back to us, 'Zuku." Katsuki muttered,

Izuku backed away, nodding with a reassuring smile. "Always." Then he was gone in a flash of green, taking half of Katsuki's heart with him. The other half held tightly in his arms.

"Papa!" Kana cried, her arms reaching out.

"We need to move." Katsuki said, more to himself than anything. The longer they stayed, the more likely it was that they would get caught in the middle of the fight and he wasn't so sure he could keep Kana safe if they did.

Katsuki heard a quiet groan behind him and his eyes widened as he whipped around. The old woman that had been running the store when the explosion went off was lying on the ground covered in soot. "God fucking damn it!" he growled as he set Kana on the ground and pulling her towards the lady. As much as he wanted to take Kana out and get her a safe distance away before coming back to help Izuku, he couldn't just leave her. He was a fucking Hero for fuck's sake. With or without the suit.

His feet crunched loudly on the glass as he made his way across the room. He began to kneel down next to the shop owner when a distinct clanking sound behind him caught his attention. The small round cylinder landed just outside the broken glass door and Katsuki immediately knew what it was.

A grenade.

Katsuki threw his hands in front of him, palms facing outward as he let an explosion rip from his body just as the grenade exploded. He was pushed off his feet from the force of the combined blasts, but it wasn't nearly as bad as it would have been if he hadn't shielded them with his own explosion. He breathed heavily, sweat dripping down his face, mixing with the dirt and blood all over him. He pushed himself up, standing shakily and was just turning around when the building creaked.

Then the ceiling caved in.

Katsuki fell to his knees, staring at the destruction around him. Fire and smoke swirling around the ruble, obstructing his view and threatening to suffocate him. Blood trickled from his ears but Katsuki barely noticed. He vaguely registered the voices of the newly arrived heroes on the street over the loud ringing he heard. His eyes travelled over the mountain of fallen concrete ceiling where Kana had been. But she wasn't there. The old woman was still there, by some strike of luck she hadn't been crushed. Kana had been right next to her when he turned around, but he couldn't see her.

"Kana..." he said, his voice barely came out above a whisper and sounded weak to his own ears, but he didn't really care. His arm reached out as he pushed himself to his feet. His legs trembled, but he forced himself to stand. Blood rushed in his head as he took a step towards the ruble. "No..." he rasped. His heart began to ram against his ribs and his chest and throat felt tight. "No. God fuck.. please.. no."

Kana wasn't under that ruble... she wasn't. She couldn't be. That- this wasn't happening.

"Kana!" He called louder.

No response.

Katsuki stumbled over the broken flower pot, the pink flowers completely destroyed and he suddenly couldn't breathe.

He couldn't catch his breath-

The air itself was suffocating.

He ran forward, dropping next to the spot Kana had been, but wasn't.

"No, no, no, no, no! Kana!"

He barely processed what he was doing as he dug into the pile, ignoring the old woman beside him. He couldn't hear anything over the sound of blood rushing in his ears, he didn't even notice when he started screaming.

A pair of arms wrapped around him from behind, pulling him from the ruble he had been searching through.

"...chan!"

Katsuki struggled against them, kicking and thrashing, "Stop! Kana! Fuck, she's in there! Let me go!" His vision began to blur, and the arms tightened around him. But he didn't stop. He needed to get to her. She could be hurt and scared.

"...kay!"

"FUCK! LET ME GO!"

"KATSUKI STOP!"

Katsuki stopped and the arms released him, albeit hesitantly. He turned to see a blurry distorted version of Izuku and he swore his heart stopped.

"Kana-"

"She's okay, Katsuki." He said, his voice trembling. His hands were firmly gripping Katsuki's biceps to keep him still.

"What do you mean she's okay? She's fucking-"

"The shop keeper used her quirk. Kana's not under there. It's okay, she's okay, Kacchan."

"THEN WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?"

"She's in the past, Kacchan. She was sent back eleven years. It's okay. We'll get her back. We'll get her back no matter what." Izuku said wrapping his arms around Katsuki tightly, as if he would fall apart any other way.

"How do we get her back?" Izuku asked, and Katsuki knew he wasn't talking to him, but the old woman who had apparently sent her back in time.

"I'm sorry. I can't bring her back." The woman said in a regretful tone. Katsuki rounded on her.

"What the fuck does that mean?" He snarled. What the hell did she mean she couldn't bring he back? She sent her back with no way to bring her back?

"It means someone must go back and retrieve her. I can't bring you back, but if you find me in the past I can send you forward." The woman replied shakily.

"I'll go." Katsuki said quickly.

"Kacchan- You're hurt. You have to rest, I'll go and bring her back-" Izuku began,

"No. It's my fucking fault. I'm going." He said, straightening his back. He needed to be the one to bring her back.

Izuku looked like he wanted to protest, but he just bit his lip and nodded.

"It is detrimental that you do not make contact with anyone in the past, doing so could cause the future- or our present, to change. Especially with people you know, unless it is absolutely necessary." The old woman said severely.

Katsuki just nodded and the woman told him the address at which he could find her past self to help them get back. He repeated it in his head a few times to make sure he wouldn't forget and turned to Izuku. Tears gathered in his eyes as he finally began to cry, clutching the fabric in front of his heart, Izuku dropped to his knees. "Please bring our daughter back, Kacchan." He wailed.

"I will. I promise I will. Wait for us, 'Zuku."

So now you know how Kana was transported into the past! Yay? I've dropped a little clue in there for you all that is extremely important so I really hope you noticed! As for the origin of Deku's rule for not calling them 'daddy' or 'papa' in their heroes costumes... Anyone see that coming? Yes? No? Maybe? Didn't really care? Let me know what you think.

Katsuki's devotion to his family am I right?

His calmer personality has to do with the fact that his temper was something that was endangering his family so he learned to get that under control. Plus, being around Izuku (and Kana when she was 'born') all the time with his sweet, peace and love personality also contributed to that. I hope he didn't seem out of character, but he's 28 at the time so... yeah. ^_^

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