A/N: How's it going folks!

Birth(right)

Summary: Corrin finally meets his newborn child

"All right!" Corrin exclaimed, as he tossed Yato in the air, caught it and slashed the air with it. "Another victory well earned!"

Another invasion has occurred in camp, the third one this month. As usual, Corrin and both the Hoshidan and Nohrian army have successfully defended the camp. Not a single casualty, but maybe a few scratches here and there. As well as some repairs o the buildings.

"I hate to interrupt your little victory there Corrin." Corrin turned to his back, seeing Leo behind him, Brynhildr well tucked under his arm. "But, it seems we-I mean you have one more problem to deal with."

"Problem?" Corrin asked, sheathing Yato. "What problem? Can't you see that I took care of this invasion singlehandedly?" Corrin then let out a triumphant laugh.

Leo sighed. Corrin can be such a moron sometimes. "First of, you didn't. We helped. Second, how should I put this?"

It was at that moment that Elise came up to the two. "Hey Corrin! Oboro's gonna have a baby!"

"WHAT?! Now?! Are you serious?! She's not due until next month!" Before the youngest of the Nohrian siblings knew it, Corrin fainted.

"Perhaps you could've said it a little slower Elise…"

Later

"Good afternoon Lord Corrin." Felicia greeted the moment Corrin's eyes sparked open.

"Really Felicia?" Jakob scolded.

"Urk… where am I?" Corrin asked, as soon as he was able to wake-up and at least sit up straight.

"We're just outside your quarters milord." Jakob informed. "As we speak, your wife is giving birth to your first child."

"Oh, okay. I thought I was having anothe-what? You mean that was real?!"

"Yes…"

As Corrin was about to speak again, a voice called out in anger. "CORRIN!" The voice angrily called out. No doubt it was the voice of Oboro. "When I'm done with this, I swear I'll kill you for this!"

The amount of terror in the voice was enough to make Jakob and Felicia back away.

"Wait! You two are leaving me here?!"

"Well," Felicia started. "I just realized that I've chores to do. Gotta go! See you later milord!" Felicia then rushed out before Corrin could say a word.

"I'm afraid I must get going as well." Jakob suddenly said.

"You too?!"

"Well, Felicia DOES have a bad habit of being clumsy. I Might as well check on her to play safe." Jakob then left as well.

'Well great…'

Later

"Corrin." Another voice started. Another female voice, but this one was calmer. "Corrin…" the voice started again.

"*snnrk!* Huh… what?" Corrin slowly woke again, eye to eye with his Nohrian "older" sister, Camilla.

"Gah! Camilla?!" Corrin jolted up from his seat once more.

"Oh… did I surprise you? My apologies…" Camilla simply shrugged. "About time you woke up again…"

"For what?" Corrin asked, forgetting the reason he was there in the first place.

Camilla shook her head. "You really CAN be forgetful sometimes." A slight sigh escaped her lips. "You have a daughter."

"What?"

"Can you be anymore clueless?" Camilla slightly scolded. "Your wife already gave birth…" She then pushed him towards his quarters. "Get in there. She's already waiting for you." After saying it, Camilla then left Corrin.

Slowly but surely, as if stalking a boar, Corrin entered his quarters, making sure not to make even the slightest of sound.

"I know you're here already." Oboro stated, stopping Corrin in his tracks. "Just get over here already."

Corrin made his way to his wife and to his apparent new daughter, still making sure not to make even the slightest noise.

Once he made it to where Oboro laid, he saw, cradled in his wife's arms was a small bundle wrapped in a pink blanket. In the bundle was his newborn daughter. The newborn's eyes was shut tightly, but opened for a split second, revealing gray irises while her hands were near her face, curled into a pair of tight fists. A tiny wisp of blue hair rested on her head.

The same color as Oboro's.

"She's beautiful." Corrin whispered.

"Well, She did get most of her looks from her dad. All she got from me was her hair color."

"Don't say that." Corrin said. "She looks more like you than me."

"You're lucky my hands are full. If they weren't, I would've whacked you by now."

"Oh come on." Corrin teased. "You don't like it when I say nice things about you." A slight chuckle followed soon afterwards.

Oboro had a few choice words for Corrin, but chose not to say them, for fear that her daughter might start saying them.

"I still haven't thought of a name for her. Have you?" Oboro began, changing the subject.

Corrin looked thoughtful for a moment. "Not really. I thought maybe you'd have one planned."

"Well," Oboro began. "I was thinking about naming her after my mother, but…"

"Nonsense." Corrin interrupted. "What's your mother's name anyway?"

"Kana."

"I think it sounds perfect for our daughter."

"Well, if you say so."

As if responding to both her parents, the newly-named Kana let of a small smile.

"I think she likes it."

The couple would continue looking over their new daughter, until Felicia and Jakob checked back in minutes later to check on the two.

A/N: And we're done!

Like I said, Kana debuts in this chapter. Literally if I do say so myself.

Until Next Chapter, BYE!