After the chaos of Hana's birth and the frenzy it caused, things slowly began to die down. Toshinori visited me regularly and attempted, to no avail, to stay in the hospital with me past visiting hours. The doctors continued to tell him that even if he was the Number One Hero and Symbol of Peace, they still couldn't allow him to stay past visiting hours. At least he made an attempt. But he visited me whenever he was off, he always told me he didn't like going to the house alone, it bothered him.

As for my parents, they also visited me every day, my mother fawning over me and telling me how adorable little Hana was, and my father simply watching. It was awkward between us and strange. I had started an argument with him and before I could finish it, I was carted off to pop a baby out of my body. It was something that needed to be cleared. So, I decided that their next visit was as good a time as any.

I laid in my hospital bed, a television playing the news as my background noise. I had developed a bad habit for listening to the news now that I was All Might's fiancée. The anchor was talking about something irrelevant to my purposes, so I gazed out the window wondering if today was going to be my release day when the door clicked open and the high-pitched voice of my mother came through. "Cupcake! Guess what we brought you?"

I felt the smirk twinging on my lips as I thought about it. "Cupcakes?" I turned to see my mother holding a onesie of All Might's hero costume. A snort left my mouth as I covered it.

My mother beamed at me as she walked over and sat next to me, laughing alongside me, my father took his usual place holding the wall up. I continued to laugh as I smirked at my mother, looking for the words to say in response to that. "That is going to make Toshinori laugh."

She continued to smile as she rested her hand over my, placing the onesie on the bed with her other hand. "I thought she might need some clothes and I saw this onesie and couldn't resist."

My mother, ever kind. I took it thankfully and hugged my mother before I caught wind of the scoff my father gave. As I was in my mother's arms, I glanced over at him and stared before letting going and sighing. "Mom, can I have a moment with Dad?"

My mother seemed a bit hesitant as she glanced over her shoulder and gave a sigh of submission. "I'll be in the hallway when you're done."

She stood from her seat and left the onesie on the bed as she made her way to the hallway, shutting the door behind her. Once I heard the gentle thump of its closing, I focused my attention back to my father. "Dad." He nodded, not even giving me a verbal response. "Dad…We need to talk. Look…I know that you don't like Toshinori, you're pissed off that I had his kid and we're not married. But…you need to understand something. He saved me." I stared over at him with determination set in my eyes. "My feelings for him are real and I'm glad that he saved my life. I'm glad that I get to spend the rest of my life with someone so gracious and self-less. I'm glad I get to be the mother to his child. I'm glad he chose me and that isn't going to change."

I gave a tilt of my head grabbing the onesie and kneading the material in my hands, a genuine, gentle smile gracing my features. "I love him. Without him, I don't know where I'd be." My attention went from the brightly colored outfit in my hands to my father. "Hate him all you want internally, but for me…can you please, please, just try to play nice? If not for me, can you at least do it for your granddaughter? I don't want her growing up thinking that her grandfather may see her as less than wonderful just because he hates her father."

I saw my father hesitate as he stood at the wall. After a moment he pushed himself away from it and strode over to me. There was tension for a split second. Heavy tension, but it dissipated as he placed a hand on my head, pushing my beanie up slightly as he bent down and kissed my forehead. He gave me a smile before wrapping me in his arms in a tender hug. No words needed to be said in that moment, so I hugged him back as tightly as I could.

The matter was cleared up, and I was grateful for that. The moment was sweet and tender, a more vulnerable side to my father. After which caused him to give a cough and look away from me as he spoke hesitantly. "I still hate the damn bastard…but I'll be civil unless he really fucks up."

I gave a nod. "Of course, Dad." I knew he wouldn't back down. He's a protective man…just like Toshinori is.

I gave a slight giggle at the thought before smiling at him as he rubbed the back of his head. His grey eyes intently staring at the floor with a strange fascination before he sighed. "Well, your mother and I just wanted to check and see how you were doing before we headed home. Mika and I think us hovering around is just going to stress you out, so..."

I gave another light laugh as I watched him appear drained at the mere thought of heading home. "Right. Thanks Dad."

He gave another smile towards me before kissing my head. "Call if you ever need anything or you ever get tired of that bastard."

I shook my head, smirking at the thought. "I will."

With that, I saw my father make his way to the door, open it, converse with my mother, her come in and give me plenty of kisses and hugs before leaving with my father. I was alone once more. I wanted to hold Hana and go home. Now that was an idea.

I glanced up at the television that had been persistently on while my parents were visiting. I saw a glimpse of Toshinori's strong figure, standing in his confident, heroic pose. Looking like a damn idiot. Perhaps…I could. My vision searched for the nurse call button. Once I had found it, I immediately pressed it without care. A nurse hurried into the room and stared at my perfectly content form. "Yamane…how can I help you?"

I sat there confidently. "I want to be discharged."

"Ma'am…that's not–" I raised my hand and stared at her.

"I want to be discharged. Is Hana able to leave with me?" I was hoping to not take no for an answer.

The nurse stood with reassurance and an aura of authority. "I can't allow you to leave Yamane, not without All Might here to escort you."

Damn. Way to ruin ideas. I gave a sigh and peered over at her. She faltered slightly, but I wasn't sure exactly why. It wasn't like I was glaring at her. I gave up on my original idea, but I could at least attempt another version of it. "Can I see Hana at least? I want to hold her for a bit."

The nurse was still nervous, but her attempt at an authoritative demeanor faded as she gave me a kind smile. "That I can do."

I watched her leave the room and return some minutes later with my tiny Sunspot bundled into her arms. I reached out for my child, excited at the thought of simply holding her. The nurse delicately handed her over to me and smiled as I held her. "It's funny to think that this child is so small when her father is All Might." The nurse gave a kind laugh. "It's funny when he holds her since she practically fits in the palm of his hand."

He's probably held her tons of times. Toshinori most likely had the stupidest grin on his face every time he held her. That idiot. She was right though; it probably was very funny to see the hulking frame of All Might cradling something that was barely eight pounds in weight. The image even crossed my mind and made me laugh as I held Hana close to me. The nurse watched me as I held her and laughed, smiling down at her. After a moment, I began talking to her. "My little Sunspot. We are going to have some fun with your father. I owe him a lot and I think I have one of the best ways to pay him back for at least some of the things he has done for me."

The nurse continued to carefully observe me before she took it as her cue to go. She left me with Hana in my arms as I cooed, cradled, and loved the child swathed in them. To be honest, I didn't even really notice her leaving. It wasn't until I heard the door creak open and heard the sultry, deep voice of Toshinori that I realized that I had been alone with my little girl.

I remained quiet at Toshinori's call, egging him into the room. As he closed the door behind him, his massive frame taking up far too much space, he walked over to me. However, as he made his way towards me, his eyes caught sight of the image in front of him. I could see the happiness brimming behind those gorgeous blue crystals as he watched me, his future wife, propping our newborn daughter up to see him in his hero costume.

Those ocean orbs darted from Hana to me before he hesitantly took a step forward. As he did, I spoke up, but I wasn't speaking to him, I was speaking to Hana. "See him Hana? That's your Dad. Remember that when he comes home every day," I turned my attention up to him and smiled gently. "We always thank him for everything he has done."