Y/N Kayama is the daughter of the R-rated hero Midnight and is also a little finding a caregiver/Daddy. Bakugo is also looking for a Little, lucky him he finds Y/n coloring in a coloring book with a paci on his first day in UA class 1-A.

"Son, you…"


His parents were shocked.


This kind of request wasn't normal for someone his age.


"Forget it, when a child grows up, they should have their own dreams…"


His father and mother weren't someone from a high-ranking position on Kurama Clan.


Therefore, in their hearts, Akabane's passion must be correlated with his awakening of Kekkei Genkai.


"Father, do you want to help me tell the patriarch?"


Akabane heard his tone, knowing that it was half-hearted.


His father nodded, touched Akabane's hair with concern in his mind, and said, "I will talk with the clan after this. If the clan refuses your request, I still have my savings to spare."


"I believe that the clan would accept it."


Akabane is very confident about this.


The three of them slowly walked back home.


…


As soon as he returned home, Akabane went back to his room to continue his comic.


"Shadow Clone Jutsu!"


He immediately cast seals to summon a clone.


"I'll work hard today!"


Akabane chuckled and started coloring the pages from before.


"Oh, that's awesome…"


The shadow clone glanced at him and couldn't help but awe.


Not awe from his coloring but for how he didn't laze after summoning him.


As someone who graduated from arts & design major, coloring is a piece of cake.


…



After finished his coloring pages, he got up and stretched.


"Haaah… it's done, up to the next one."


His clone was expressionless. He never thought that Akabane has such a talent.


"With your skill of drawing, then why bother learning about shadow clones? You could finish it by yourself faster.


"Don't say that I can't work all day and night. I want to take some rest too."


Akabane had really planned to rest for a while, but the cynicism made him feel bad to take a rest, so he changed his mind and sat cross-legged to restore his Chakra.


…


"[System!]"


He took a look at the system panel; his points rose to more than 50 points before.


But today, he only gained a slight point.


Akabane thought for a while and used all the remaining 50 points to increase his physical strength.


He needs to upgrade his physique to compensate for his chakra.


Of course, the main reason is that chakra is way too expensive.


Gradually, the point needs to increase one chakra equal to 50 points.


What can he do with that little improvement?


At his current five physiques, the effect was completely different.


Not only the body, but even the recovery and the number of Chakra seemed to have increased.


Afterward, Akabane sat down and began to restore his diminished chakra.


The shadow clone did not expect that Akabane didn't sleep after he finished coloring. 


He thought that his original will laze around and leave everything to him so seeing him meditating surprised him a little since  he didn't expect it at all.


He sighed slightly and then kept on working.


Although, as a clone, he also wanted to rest, to have more pages to complete, he felt that he needed to work harder.


At the very least, he needs to complete the fourth and fifth chapters so that he can print the first volume.


Of course…


With his physique now balancing his overwhelmed Chakra, his Chakra recovery is much faster than the most ninja.


It didn't take long for him to summon another clone.


"Here is your new companion. I'm going to sleep now."


Akabane lies on the bed to recharge his chakra. The two clones were tolling on his chakra. He is afraid that if he doesn't have enough chakra, he will pass out when he lifts his clones.


Akabane laid down, the two shadow clones looked at each other, and then looked at Akabane on the bed.


"Ahh. He's asleep."They Sighed at the same time, and continued to work.


…


On the other side, in the Hokage's office, Arata came to make a report on today's exam.


Hiruzen was listening one by one, But in fact, he saw more clearly than Arata.


After all, there are many details that a chuunin level cannot be seen clearly.


"Ryo will have to be punished as planned. As for the other, they all passed."


Hiruzen Sarutobi said.


"Yes!"


Arata received the order and left the office.


The Third Hokage takes out his smoking pipe and lit a smoke while thinking.


On his desk was a list of names, Kurama Akabane, Hatake Sakumo, and Mitarashi Murasaki in a row. The mentor's name in front was still blank and has not been filled in.


In the end, he filled in a name.


"Shimura Danzo."


"Let Danzo come here."


Before long, a figure knocked in, and it was Shimura Danzo.


He picked up the list, took a look, and said, "These three were the students you carefully selected…"


Right now, Danzo is the head of the Anbu, his "root" still belongs to the Anbu, and he is not completely independent.


"Yes, in the next year, you will be their team's mentor, but remember, do not influence them with your root training or any other that is related to Anbu."


Hiruzen was very clear about this.


There is no room for mistakes.


"You have nothing to worry about."


Danzo picked up the list.


and said "They are all geniuses. One year is enough."


"As for a year from now, I have another plan for them, you can go back and get your Anbu." Hiruzen said.


"One year is the same for you."


Danzo meant something that only those two knew. He turned and left the office.



I, Akabane was graduated from the university of arts & design in the 21st century then suddenly traversed into the Naruto’s world, by bringing my knowledge of arts and my love of Naruto comic I decided to recreate Naruto comic here…

[Ding! Comic System has been activated!]

Great! Ninjutsu? Kekkei Genkai?

As long as I can draw more comics, I would be unmatched!

…Or am I?


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Author: Funeral
Translator: Levaa
Raw Source: sj.uukanshu.com

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Cover, not mine, found it on net-kun. DM me if the owner wants me to remove it and I will.

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"Son, you..."
His parents were shocked.
This kind of request wasn't normal for someone his age.
"Forget it, when you grow up, you should have his own dreams…"
His father and mother weren't someone from high-rank at Kurama Clan.
Therefore, in their hearts, Akabane's passion must be correlated with his awakened of Kekkei Genkai.
"Father, do you want to help me tell the patriarch?"
Akabane heard his tone, knowing that it was half-heart.
His father nodded, touched Akabane's hair with concern in his mind, and said, "I will talk with the clan after this. If the clan refuses your request, I still have my savings to spare."
"I believe that the clan would accept it."
Akabane is very confident about this.
The three of them slowly walked back home.
…
As soon as he returned home, Akabane went back to his room to continued his comic.
"Shadow Clone Jutsu!"
He immediately cast seals to summoned a clone.
"I'll work hard today!"
Akabane chuckled and started to coloring his pages from before.
"Oh, that's awesome..."
The shadow clone glanced at him and couldn't help but awe.
As someone who graduated from arts & design major, coloring is a piece of cake.
…
After finished his coloring pages, he got up and stretched.
"Haaah... it's done, up to the next one."
His clone was expressionless. He never thought that Akabane has such a talent.
"With your skill of drawing, then why to bother learned about shadow clone? You could finish it by yourself faster.
"Don't say that I can't work all day and night. I want to take some rest to."
Akabane had really planned to rest for a while, but the cynicism made him feel bad to take a rest, so he changed his mind and sat cross-legged to restore his Chakra.
…
"[System!]"
He took a look at the system panel; his points rose to more than 50 points before.
But today, he only gained a slight point.
Akabane thought for a while and used all the remaining 50 points to increased his physical.
He needs to upgrade his physique to compensate for his chakra.
Of course, the main reason is that chakra is way too expensive.
Gradually, the point needs to increase one chakra equal to 50 points.
What can he do with that little improvement?
At his current five physiques, the effect was completely different.
Not only the body, but even the recovery and the number of Chakra seemed to have increased.
Afterward, Akabane sat down and began to restore chakra.
The shadow clone did not expect that Akabane didn't get tired. Even if he just sat there to recovered chakra, he still feels lucky for now. He is the most interesting of all of Akabane's clones.
He sighed slightly and then kept on working.
Although, as a clone, he also wanted to rest, to have more pages to complete, he felt that he needed to work harder.
At the very least, he needs to complete the fourth and fifth chapters so that he can print the first volume.
Of course…
With his physique now balancing his overwhelmed Chakra, his Chakra recovery is much faster than the most ninja.
It didn't take long for him to summon another clone.
"Here is your new companion. I'm going to sleep now."
Akabane lies on the bed to recharged his chakra. The two clones were tolling on his chakra. He is afraid that if he doesn't have enough chakra, he will pass out when he lifts his clones.
Akabane laid down, the two shadow clones looked at each other, and then looked at Akabane on the bed.
"Ahh. He's asleep." Sighed, and continued to work.
…
On the other side, in the Hokage's office, Monkey King Enma came to make a report on today's exam.
Hiruzen was listening one by one, But in fact, he saw more clearly than Enma.
After all, there are many details his summoned cannot be seen clearly.
"Ryuu will have to deal with his consequence. As for the other, they all passed."
Hiruzen Sarutobi said.
"Yes!"
Enma received the order and left the office.
The Third Hokage takes out his smoking pipe and lit a smoke while thinking.
On his desk was a list of names, Kurama Akabane, Hatake Sakumo, and Mitarashi Murasaki was in a row. The mentor's name in front was still blank and has not been filled in.
In the end, he filled in a name.
"Shimura Danzo."
"Let Danzo come here."
Before long, a figure knocked in, and it was Shimura Danzo.
He picked up the list, took a look, and said, "These three were the students you carefully selected..."
Right now, Danzo is the head of the Anbu, his "root" still belongs to the Anbu, and he is not completely independent.
"Yes, in the next year, you will be their team's mentor, but remember, do not influence them with your root or any other that related to Anbu."
Hiruzen was very clear about this. 
There is no room for mistakes.
"You have nothing to worry about."
Danzo picked up the list.
"They are all geniuses. One year is enough."
Hiruzen said, "As for a year from now, I have another plan for them, you can go back and get your Anbu."
"One year is the same for you."
Danzo meant something that only those two knew. He turned and left the office.

I, Akabane was graduated from the university of arts & design in the 21st century then suddenly traversed into the Naruto’s world, by bringing my knowledge of arts and my love of Naruto comic I decided to recreate Naruto comic here…
[Ding! Comic System has been activated!]
Great! Ninjutsu? Kekkei Genkai?
As long as I can draw more comics, I would be unmatched!
…Or am I?
This novel was translated by SystemTranslation, please visit their site for more chapters.

Hazel Dixon frowned, looking back and forth between two character samples that were identical other than the color of their hair and eyes. Why was it so hard to create characters that looked different in comics while sticking to the same art style? 
She could tweak the eye shape, nose, and hairstyle but would it be enough? Maybe changing the height of one of the characters would help as well. 
She sighed and set down her stylus. This was getting nowhere but it needed to be done today since she would be getting married tomorrow and going on her honeymoon. 
Her fiancé, Billy Lawson, had specifically told her she wasn't allowed to bring her iPad with her when they went to Hawaii because he wanted her attention on him. Hazel couldn't begrudge him that; she did tend to get pretty caught up in her art. 
He really shouldn't complain though since it was how she helped pay her half of the bills. Hazel was a freelancer who had done a variety of odd jobs related to art. She had done caricatures at amusement parks, sold paintings, drew fan art for people willing to pay online, and more. 
Currently she was the head artist turning a popular online novel into a comic. Sure, she had a few assistants to help with things like layers of coloring and text but she was still in charge of most of it. 
Hazel needed to propose character designs for every single character that would appear more than once within the next month and she was only halfway done. The original author had to approve them but so far she had been very picky, since Hazel's drawings didn't match how she had imagined them. 
'Excuse me for following your very vague descriptions as best I can,' she thought irritably. 
She was already annoyed even before she thought about her problems with the author. Billy had left her alone, saying he wanted to go see the fountain show in front of the Bellagio while she worked even though she had wanted to see it too. 
Hazel had seen videos of it before; it looked spectacular. She imagined it could inspire another painting. 
But Billy disregarded her feelings on the matter. He had been like that a lot lately. He used to be more supportive of her art. 
When they finally met up again about ten years after the hospital fire, it was at an amateur art exhibition done by local college students in her hometown in California. She was only a freshman majoring in art at the time but her faculty advisor convinced her to showcase something, so she did. 
Hazel had been standing not far from the painting she submitted, looking around at the other works. Not to brag, but hers was definitely the best one there. 
She smiled sadly to herself. At least that was what Billy would think. He always praised her art, even when she had nothing to work with but cheap crayons. 
"Excuse me, you're Hazel Dixon, right?" a male voice sounded from behind. 
"That's me," she said without bothering to turn around. 
Who was this person? Nobody here knew her other than the faculty advisor. She hadn't exactly been friendly with others since coming to college. There wasn't any time for that. She needed to refine her art skills. 
"I wanted to tell you that your painting is the best one I've seen today. The subject matter is intriguing and it looks both realistic and dreamlike at the same time."
Hazel finally turned around. She had painted Billy the way he looked leaning up against that tree the night he came back after she had been in isolation. Cold and alluring. The moon shone brightly in the sky and the trees cast eerie yet beautiful shadows over him. 
Her professor had found the figure in the painting mysterious but what he really liked was that the whole painting seemed rather hopeful despite the dark colors used in most of it. Hazel was great at creating contradictions in her art. 
No one else had complimented this particular painting though until this random man came along. She peered up at him—this was the problem with only being 4'11" tall—and nearly did a double take. 
This man looked a lot like she had imagined Billy would as an adult. Of course, it was hard to tell because when she met him he had only been ten years old with a baby face and a buzz cut. 
This man's hair was medium brown and his hazel eyes were a bit less golden than she remembered but it was entirely possible she remembered wrong. It had been a very long time after all. 
"Billy?" she whispered incredulously. 
"Hey, you remembered me!" the man said with a smile. "Nice to see you again."
Nearly paralyzed with joy, she stood there gaping at him for over a minute until he suggested they go get ice cream. Finally she came back to her senses and nodded vehemently, leaving the exhibition behind. She didn't technically need to be there anyway. 
 That had been nearly six years ago. They slipped back into their old friendship naturally, though both of them had changed over the years, and eventually they started dating. Billy proposed to her two months ago and now they were getting married in Las Vegas because neither of them had family they cared about inviting. 
Hazel's uncle had passed away her sophomore year of college and she didn't miss him one bit, though she supposed she owed him for hiring tutors that helped her get academically on track after being locked up in the mental ward for so long. 
She didn't need to worry about her lack of family any longer though. She was about to become Mrs. Billy Lawson and would never have to worry about not having a family ever again. 
Hazel stretched and looked back at the digital art app on her iPad. There was no way she was going to be able to finish this tonight. It would be better to meet Billy downstairs and try to see the fountain show. 
She closed the application and headed downstairs to the lobby of the MGM Grand. The Bellagio wasn't too far from here; she could walk and get some fresh air. She had been cooped up in this hotel room too long. 
Sending Billy a quick text to let him know she was on her way, she hummed happily to herself as she walked towards the Bellagio. She couldn't believe she was getting married tomorrow!

“I’ll marry anyone who will take me!” Hazel declared loudly. “I don’t need love!”

“Get down!” Will hissed. “You don’t know what kind of people are lurking around in here! Talking like that might get you killed!”

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Hazel Dixon thought she was putting her troubled past behind her. But when the person she thought she trusted most betrays her, she loses her head and proposes to an entire bar full of strangers. 

Enter Will Sheffield, a charming stranger who decides to take her up on her offer to save her from herself. 

He spoils her rotten without expecting anything in return and Hazel's confusion only grows. She doesn't know why he is acting this way. Or why he reminds her so much of the 'dangerous' childhood friend she thought was gone forever...

*Cover art by polkadottedscrunchie*

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Sunday. Before dawn. Yu's already gone. He's really taking training seriously huh. Good. As I said that

*ring ring*
"Akira"
"*yawn* yeah?"
"Pick me up."

I guess my work today's cut out for me. 

"Uncle Ryo, can I borrow your car?"
"Sure, here's the key." He threw a key to me. 
"where'd Yu be anyway?"
"Trying to reach enlightenment."
"Sure." 

It doesn't take long for me to reach Asina's Dojo, I see a 'corpse' sprawling by the roadside. I simply carried him like a sack of potatoes and tossed him into the backseat. I didn't see Isshin nor Sakamoto anywhere, maybe they're still training. When I was just about to leave.

"Ah! Young Master!"
"Oh it's you!"
"I'm honored you remember me Young Master."
I didn't get your name though.
"Tell Isshin he has my gratitude."
"Ah! Yeah, Isshin-sama said that he's taking a liking to Yu-san. He said something like: 'He's a wolf cub, but a wolf nonetheless.'"
"Wolf huh. That sounds about right. 'White Wolf of Inaba', it does have a nice ring to it, no? "
I was just thinking out loud, not knowing that on my whim, Yu from today onward, shares the same nickname as a certain mutated protagonist from a trilogy of games.

---

I doubt Yu is even human at this point. Exactly at 10.00, He 'revived', and came back to life. Said his goodbye, and finally left the house, probably to farm some social link levels. This is just illogical, does his bed have some kind of advanced nanobots? 

I'm home alone right now, as Nanako is out with Izanami, Yu is out … somewhere, Uncle Ryo is working. Now I'm wondering if there's something I miss. *ring ring* the second time my phone rang today.

"Akira-dono"
"Hideyoshi-san what's wrong."
"I've found some companies that're worth looking into, but you should probably talk to my nee-sama. She's more knowledgeable in this industry than I am. Ok, put me through."

"Akira-dono, this is Yuko Kinoshita speaking."
"It's a pleasure to be acquainted with you Yuko-san."
"To the topics at hand, are you sure you want to expand into this industry? I have made a list of potential candidates for both investment and buyouts. Do you have a fax machine near you?"

Ah yeah, yesterday, I told Hideyoshi-san to give me a list of entertainment industries that are failing. To my suprise, right now, there haven't been that many entertainment industries that have gone public. So I should be able to grab a few of them for myself. With the OA clan's net worth it won't be hard to purchase a few of them.

"Okay. send them to me, I'll review each of them, then we can start the discussion."
 
A moment later, the fax machine rang and printed 10 pages of datas. Sorting through it all is relatively easy. I have to say Yuko is a genius when it comes to data science. The data that came are easy to understand and her recommendations are spot on.

"Okay, I've skimmed through it all. Tell me what's your plan first Yuko, it seems like you've had an eye in this industry for a while."

"Yes, According to my research, we can easily buy out a few publishing companies, with publishing companies we can nurture talents which in turn will produce great works. These works can then be turned into a tv-series, animations or movies."
That makes sense if you can control all the process ourselves it wouldn't be bad, but the scale and the revenue is really unstable.

"Music and broadcasting works together hand in hand, if we were to go this route, then it's best to secure a recording label, find talented artists, and then arrange broadcasting teams to promote and nurture them. This however will take time. As not everyone is created equally, we can find songwriters and artists with money, but they won't stay loyal."
True, the music industry is still growing, it won't see a huge jump before streaming services is a thing. Broadcasting on the other hand is a whole other beast. Radio's fine. But television broadcasting cannot be easily done. A timeframe of 24 hours must be filled with shows. Thinking about it is enough to give me a headache.

"So what's the plan Akira-dono?"
I need to secure the music industry that's for sure. And the publishing - animation company is also a feasible choice.

"We'll be doing Music Industry, find a relatively unknown recording company, buy it, make another division that's solely focused on growing and developing talents."
"For the broadcasting platform I heard a while back about an online video sharing platform called niconico, please negotiate with them for a potential buyout. Bring Kubo-san with you along for this."
"And call Goro Majima, through Uncle Kaz. ask his help for developing young talents. And you can make out a show with Goro-san about traveling talent agents scouring all over japan to find talents."
That's the plan for now. I hope Uncle Kaz can work it out with Goro Majima, his skills in management, especially in the entertainment industry is stupidly good. 

"Wait! Goro 'mad-dog' Majima!? Are you certain Akira-dono?"
"Yes, I am, for the publishing company, I changed my mind. I'll ask kubo-san to make an online platform for writers of all ages to write and publish their work. For now, instead of buying an established company, make our own, the first work that you guys will publish will be mine."
"I mean no disrespect to Akira-dono, but can I see your work first before we decide if we're going to go with the plan or not."
"Send someone to pick it up, there's a lot of pages, so until then."
*click*

My right ear feels hot, as i've been in the phone for a long time. The Kinoshida Family sure is reliable though. As i was just enjoying my momentary peace.
*ding dong*
I wonder who it could be. I opened the door to find.... 2 Hideyoshi(s).

"Good afternoon"
"Good afternoon my ass! Why would you hang up like that!"
One of the Hideoshi(s) is screaming her lungs out.
"Maa, maa, nee-san. Stop it. I apologize to Akira-dono, but this is my nee-san, Yuko Kinoshida."
 "A pleasure to meet you."
Ah I thought they'll send someone to pick it up, but instead they came all the way here.
"Hmmph."

[So, is this the Tsundere I've been reading about.]
Seems like it.

"You're thinking about something rude aren't you? Demon King or not, all men are the same."
I decided to act like an adult and ignore the nasty remark.
"So, what brings you here? If it's the manuscript then you should wait for a moment while I go and get it. Please come inside."

And so, I get the manuscript and give it to them. Yuko-san immediately snatched it away from my hand while reading on the sofa. 

"So Hideyoshi, how's the OA-clan right now."
"Stabilizing, with the stunt you pulled off last week, nobody dares to incur your wrath [Demon King]-sama. And they're following your orders to the T, consolidating their own power and trying to individually raise their own name by doing charity in their own territories before your big move."
"Good. What about the TJC? Same there, your brother should know more, but from what I heard, it's messier over there and further cleanup is needed. The fourth chairman himself is on the move and hunting down more and more of the traitors."
Uncle Kaz is getting proactive huh. Good to know, the faster we unite the two clans, the better.

"How much budget can we spare during all of this?"
"A couple of billions are easily forked out if you say the word."
"Do we have any hands in the nightlife industry?"
"Hmmm we have a few families whose main attraction is nightclubs and underground casinos. Why do you ask?"

"Fork out a billion and ask them to build themselves a school, whose students are the less fortunate and the families of those who work in the nightlife."
"Oooh, interesting move [Demon King]"
"I told you before that I will work hard for our family, not just you or me on the top, but also our enforcers on the field and their families."
"Or so you say. Anything else?"
"Loan sharks. Seize the children of those who cannot pay for too long and put them inside that school. Build a dorm if you have to. I don't want kids living on my streets if i can help it."
"Hmmm. In that we can agree. But you're unexpectedly soft huh for a Demon King."
"It's a strategic resource, we will reap the benefits when they turn into adults."
"It is as you say, the government won't just stay silent in all this you know?"

"Then set me a meeting with the ministry of education and childcare."
"That's a tall order."
"It is, but that's for later, when we finish the project, tell me, and I heard Goro Majima started a construction company. Use his services, again through uncle Kaz. I worry for your safety otherwise."

"THIS IS AWESOME!"
Yuko screamed through her lungs.
"Lets publish this. I'm taking this with me. Hideyoshi Let's go!"
"Nee-sama, calm down! Calm down!"
Yuko dragged hideyoshi out of the house. I silently wave them goodbye. Ah finally, some peace and-- *ring ring*

"Akira!"
Ah it's yu
"I'll be back late tonight"
"You're an adult now, Just act responsibly."
"Can you pick us up at Junes Tonight?"
"Ah you're getting high again? Ok, ok, I get it. Just don't overdo it."
"We're no---"
"Yeah I said I got it, I was like that too you know. I'll say something to Uncle Ryo later."
I hung up right after. 

Not wanting to have my relaxing time be disturbed again, I set my phone to silent mode. Throw my body on the sofa, and finally enjoy some quality music.

---

A SI fan-fiction featuring: Persona 4 and Yakuza Kiwami 2.


Release Schedule: haven't given it much thought, 2-7 chapters weekly seems feasible. 

The cover is not mine, i got it from one of my comments. if you are the owner of this cover please contact me in any way you like, ill remove it right away. :D

The bell rang dismissing classes for lunch; it woke up Tirza who had been sleeping peacefully and she began to wail. "Poppy! No woud!" Snape was instantly at her side and lifted her from the playpen. "Hush, its okay, daddy's here." Still holding Molly, Tirza cuddled against Snape's chest. "Are you hungry princess?" Tirza nodded enthusiastically. "Ungee! Baby ungee peez!" Snape kissed her head and they left the classroom. Tirza struggled against him and Snape finally set her down and took her hand. Holding Molly by the hair, Tirza toddled along slowly beside him. "It will take us an hour to get there if you don't let me carry you," Snape told her. "No warry," Tirza replied stubbornly. "Professor!" someone shouted behind them. Snape and Tirza both turned to see Draco hurry towards them. "Ducky!" Tirza shouted happily. Snape chuckled as Draco rolled his eyes at his new nickname. "Can I hold her Professor?" Snape raised an eyebrow. "Why are suddenly so kind towards my daughter Mr. Malfoy?" Draco shrugged. "Look at her; she's... cute!" Tirza started wiggling and trying to pull her hand free from Snape's. "Ducky warry! Peez!" "Is it alright Professor?" Snape nodded and Draco picked up the wiggling little girl. "Tis Mowy," she said, holding the lion out towards him. "I would refuse if I were you Mr. Malfoy, she's been drooling all over that thing," Snape warned. "No," Draco told her. Tirza wrinkled her little face into a nasty scowl. "Tis Mowy!" she ordered. "Baby kiss Molly," Snape told her. Instantly the scowl was gone, replaced by a smile and Tirza slobbered on the lion's face again. "Cute dress kid," Draco told her as they continued down the hallway. "Baby pwitty," she replied, nodding her head. Even with Tirza being carried, they arrived in the Great Hall as everyone else was already sitting. By now most of the school knew of what happened to Tirza and nearly everyone waved at the adorable little girl. Tirza happily waved back, smacking Draco's face several times in her excitement. "Come on princess, let's go eat," Snape said as he took Tirza from Draco. "Bye ducky!" Tirza yelled loudly. Everyone laughed and pointed at Draco; he cringed. Now everyone would probably start calling him ducky!
"My my, aren't we a fancy baby?" McGonagall greeted Snape and Tirza as they approached the table. "Hello to you as well Minerva," Snape said. "Oh Severus! She's just so very sweet that she completely outshines you!" Snape rolled his eyes. "I need some sort of chair for her to sit in, would you hold her for a moment?" McGonagall nodded and Tirza happily went to her. "You look so pretty, honey, do you know that?" Tirza giggled and pointed to her dress. "Pwintis." McGonagall kissed Tirza's cheek. "Yes you are, you sweet little thing." Tirza leaned over and spotted Dumbledore. "Tanta! Tanta!" She dropped Molly and held her arms out to Albus. The kind old wizard happily took the little baby and sat her on his lap. "Ooh (you) tanta! Tanta pretin (present)?" Albus had no trouble understanding her and nodded. "Just a moment darling and you shall have a present." Tirza clapped her hands and bounced on his lap. Albus took his napkin and folded it into a circle. He took out his wand and Tirza watched him, her dark eyes growing wide. He said a spell and the napkin circle was turned into a glittery pink bracelet; he gently slipped it onto her tiny wrist. Tirza stared at it for a moment, then touched it and giggled! She leaned up and wrapped her arms around Albus' neck and gave him a slobbery kiss. "Tayooh Tanta!" "May I hold you dear?" Sybill Trelawney asked. Tirza peeked around Dumbledore and stared at her. Tirza wrinkled her nose, pointed at Sybill and spit. "NO!" she shouted. Sybill was very insulted and turned away. Flitwick approached Tirza. "How about me? Can I hold you?" Tirza looked at Flitwick's long beard and than at Dumbledore's. "Tanta?" she pointed to Dumbledore. "Tanta?" she pointed to Flitwick. "Pretin tanta?" Flitwick smiled and gathered Tirza in his arms. "Of course you will get another present; pretty little girls must always have many presents." Tirza giggled. Within moments, a napkin was turned into a glittery gold crown that perfectly accented Tirza's dark curls. (Okay people, what is Flitwick's first name? Has it even been mentioned in the books? LOL, so I'm probably idiotic, but forgive me! Have pity on my poor brain!) Just then Hagrid entered the Great Hall and Tirza watched him with wide eyes. "'Cuse me headmaster, had me some trouble with a few of the blast end skrewts (did I spell that right?)." Albus nodded. "Of course; have you met out guest of honor?" Hagrid looked toward Tirza, who was attempting to tell Flitwick to give Molly a crown as well. "Well, if'n it ain't a little princess," Hagrid said, smiling at Tirza. Tirza wrinkled her nose at him for a moment. "Yient! Fee tie ooh tum!" she announced happily. "Ain't you a bright one! Bet you'd like ter come and see me animals?" Tirza's face lit up. "Yamimals?"

"No, she would not," Severus said, coming up behind them. "She will not be playing with any of your animals Hagrid; she'll be staying with me so I can keep an eye on her." He turned to Flitwick, who handed Tirza back to him. "Time to eat now princess." Dumbledore chuckled. "Princess," he said under his breath. Snape noticed the bracelet and crown. "Where did those come from?" Tirza giggled and pointed at Dumbledore. "Tantas!" Snape looked confused. "She thinks Flitwick and I are Santa Clauses; of course we could not disappoint the sweet thing, so we gave her some presents," Dumbledore explained. A house elf suddenly appeared beside Snape. "Kind and wise Dumbledore tell us special food for little missy," the elf explained. "Where little missy?" Snape pointed to Tirza. "Oh, little missy is VERY little missy!" The elf handed the plate to Snape and left. Tirza was now settled into a chair whose arms wrapped around the little girl, gently holding her and the chair was scooted up to the table to serve as a tray. Snape looked over the contents of the plate; peas, a slice of bread cut into tiny pieces, chocolate pudding, and a piece of meat cut very tiny. He nodded, thinking the food would be just fine, and placed the plate in front of her. Tirza looked skeptically at the things on her plate and than looked at Snape, who was eating his own meal, not paying much attention to her. She gingerly picked up a piece of bread and put it in her mouth; she decided that was good and turned to pick up a pea. Tirza's little button nose wrinkled in disgust and she took the pea out of her mouth and set it back on the plate. The meat received the same reaction, but the chocolate pudding passed with flying colors. Tirza stuck her hand in the pudding, than pulled it out and began licking it. After carefully licking her hand, she took another bit of bread. Bread of course is not nearly as exciting as chocolate pudding, so she turned her attention back to that, once again putting her hand in it. McGonagall laughed and nudged Snape. "Look," she told him. Snape looked at his daughter licking pudding form her hand and shook his head. "Tirza, do not do that!" he scolded.

Tirza did not like to be scolded and felt that she could eat her pudding any way she wanted! After all, wasn't she a princess? She stuck her tongue out at Snape and threw a piece of meat at him. "Tirza Jade, you stop that!" She ignored him and turned back to licking her hand; Snape shook his head and decided she really wasn't hurting anyone so he might as well let her be. The pudding soon was gone; a majority of it made it inside her mouth, but some ended up smeared all over her face as well as the table cloth. Tirza looked at the food left on her plate and giggled. She grabbed as many peas as her tiny hands could and began smearing them on the table cloth. She giggled at the "paint" and used her finger to draw in the mess of peas and pudding. After creating a masterpiece she reached for more peas and this time threw them at Snape, giggling. They didn't go as far as she hoped and she angrily threw her plate at him, which went much farther and smacked Snape's head. "Bloody hell!" he swore loudly. Tirza giggled. "Wody hell!" she repeated. Snape rolled his eyes. 'Probably how it all started the first time,' he though. "Wody hell!" she yelled and giggled. "Wody hell!" "I've created a monster," Snape moaned to McGonagall. McGonagall could only laugh at the chocolate and green mess that covered Tirza as well as part of the table. "Tirza, you will not throw food!" Snape scolded. She scowled at him and threw a nearby piece of bread at him. "Wody hell!" she shouted triumphantly. "I mean it young lady," Snape said, his temper rising. She continued to fling bread slices at him and the rest of the staff offered absolutely no help; they were enjoying it too much to be of help! Tirza giggled at the scowl on Snape's face. Snape was not amused and grabbed both her hands and looked her in the eye. "Tirza Jade Snape, no throwing food!" he shouted. "Wody hell! Tupid poppy!" she yelled, a scowl matching his own on her face. "Tupid poppy!" Snape was speechless for a moment; had she really just called him stupid? In front of the whole school? "Tupid tupid tupid wody hell!" she repeated. Snape said the spell to release the chairs arms form holding her and grabbed Tirza. "Lunch is over young lady!" She started kicking and screaming as he carried her towards the door of the Great Hall. Snape carried her kicking and screaming all the way to his chambers.

Snape was in the bathroom, the water running, attempting to wash Tirza's face when there was a knock on the door. Not in the mood and rather busy at the moment to get up and open the door, he called for the person to come in. Tirza continued to scream as he tried to wash her little face. "Almost sounds like you're murdering her Professor." Snape looked behind him and saw Hermione. "Miss Granger, what is it you need?" She shook her head. "Tirza dropped her lion and I thought she might want it." Tirza continued to wiggle and scream and Snape was getting another headache. "Um would you like some help?" Hermione asked. Snape nodded and handed the messy baby to her. Hermione sat down and took the washcloth from Snape and gently pulled Tirza onto her lap. "This is the way we wash our face, wash our face, wash our face," Hermione sang softly. She alternated gently wiping Tirza's little face and tickling her tummy. Snape watched the whole procedure wondering why Tirza would sit still and be quiet for her and not for him. Several minutes later, Tirza's face was clean; Hermione kissed her clean cheek and stood up. "She needs to be changed," she told Snape. "I know, I'll go get another outfit." Hermione shook her head. "Not just that, her nappy needs to be changed." Snape cringed and Hermione laughed. "You touch leeches and dead spiders; a nappy isn't bad compared to that." Snape highly doubted it; he carried Tirza into her room and wondered what to do next. "You've never changed a nappy, have you?" "Aren't you a bright one," Snape sneered. Hermione ignored his comment; even if he was nasty and deserved to have a big messy nappy; Hermione cared about Tirza and wouldn't let Snape's uncertainty make her miserable. "Here, I'll show you," Hermione said. Snape handed Tirza to her. "I'll need another nappy, a pin, a cloth and several wipes," she instructed. Snape nodded and found the requested items. Hermione spread the old towel he had given her on the floor and laid Tirza on top of it. Within minutes, Tirza's messy nappy had been replaced by a fresh one that Hermione pinned securely with a large safety pin. Snape had watched the process with a look of sheer horror on his face. "That is one of the most disgusting things I've ever seen. I cannot believe a person has to do that." Hermione laughed. "You get used to it eventually. Anyways, I am going to wash my hands and than go to my next class." Snape nodded. "Thank you for your help," he choked out. Hermione nodded and headed for the bathroom. Snape looked at Tirza, who was now sitting up in her messy dress. "You certainly had fun, I'm sure." Tirza giggled and Snape began to unbutton her dress. "I feel bad for the house elf that has to clean that," he said as he threw it into the hamper. Tirza now sat on his lap in nothing but a nappy, smiling at him. Snape smiled back; he couldn't remember the last time he had felt so young or so happy. It surprised him the way he was actually enjoying two-year-old Tirza. 'How unfortunate it that it has to wear off,' he thought.

Tirza was once again sitting in her playpen in Snape's classroom. The students were diligently working on their studies and her father was sitting at his desk, correcting papers as usual. Now clad in a blue sundress that featured a large image of Tigger and Pooh on the front and a white sweater to keep her warm; Tirza picked up the blue crayon. "Boo," she said to herself. She looked at the crayon and than at her dress, her little mind registering the fact that they were the same color. "Poppy ook!" Snape glanced over in her direction. Tirza held up a blue crayon. "Boo!" she announced, than pointed to her dress. "Boo!" Snape smiled. "Yes, your crayon and your dress are both blue; what a smart baby!" Tirza giggled and turned her attention to her coloring book, attacking it once again. She happily scribbled a page with the blue crayon and grabbed the yellow one next, adding even more scribbles to the page. "Pwitty," she announced. Tirza ripped the page out of her book and picked the green crayon and attacked the next page. Snape was relieved that for the moment she seemed occupied; she was fun, but she was a lot a lot of work! He kept his attention on grading as Tirza continued to attack pages and than rip them from the book. After scribbling and tearing out nearly ten pages, Tirza was bored with her Winnie the Pooh coloring book. Her dark eyes caught sight of the rows of books on the shelves next to her playpen, her curiosity peaked. Standing in the playpen on her little tip toes; she stretched her chubby little arms towards the bookcase and grabbed the first book that she could reach. She giggled and let the book fall inside her playpen and reached for another, and another, and another. After four books fell into her playpen, Tirza sat back down and struggled to pull the first heavy book over to her. She opened the hard cover and carelessly pushed the pages; several pages were smudged, bent or ripped by the time she stopped. She grabbed her green crayon and began to draw on the page; sure the book had no pictures, but that didn't matter because she could add her own! When finished with that page, she ripped it out as she had done with the others and turned to another, choosing the pink crayon. This time she left the page in the book and attacked another with the gold crayon, giggling all the while. Snape continued to pay attention to his papers, completely oblivious that Tirza was coloring and ripping pages from his precious potion books.

Tirza was on the third book before anyone noticed that she was no longer playing with her coloring book. "Um Professor?" a first year Ravenclaw said, raising her hand. Snape looked up and the girl continued. "I think the baby's coloring in your books." Snape quickly strode to Tirza's playpen; sure enough colored pages of potion books were strewn around the playpen. Snape stood there for a moment, his eyes closed, trying VERY hard to control himself. He loved his books; they were almost as precious to him as his cauldrons! "Poppy," Tirza said. He opened his eyes and looked at her. Tirza held out a page about truth potions that was now decorated in black crayon. Snape grabbed the page from her and gathered her crayons and any pages in the playpen. "My books, ruined," he moaned. Most of the students rolled their eyes; to them, the books were just books. "You do NOT PLAY with my BOOKS!" he shouted. Tirza's lower lip began to quiver and her eyes welled up with tears and she began to cry. The girls in the class shot nasty looks at Snape behind his back; it was bad enough that he was mean to them, let alone a little baby! Tirza curled into a ball and sobbed; all of Snape's anger and frustration melted away at her heart wrenching sobs. After all, they were just books. She struggled as he lifted her out of the playpen, slapping at him with little balled up fists. He gently rocked her back and forth in his arms. "Ooh mwean! Ooh woud," she sobbed into his shoulder. Snape sat at his desk and kissed her head. "I'm sorry I was loud sweetheart." She looked up at him, tears running down her face. "Baby tupid?" she asked. He gently wiped her face and kissed her cheek. "No, baby is not stupid. It is bad though to ruin daddy's books." Tirza looked very confused. "Baby bad?" she started to cry again and Snape tried to think of a better way to explain it. He tipped her chin up and wiped her face again. "You're a good girl Tirza, but no books, alright?" She stopped crying and wiped her nose on Snape's robe; he inwardly grimaced but said nothing. "Pway dig tooks?" she innocently asked. Snape shook his head. "No, no books." Tirza nodded. "Dood baby?" Snape hugged her tight. "Yes, you are a good baby." Tirza wrapped her little arms around his neck. "Wuv ooh poppy," she told him. Snape smiled and cuddled her close. "I love you too."

The draught of Hypnos attacks the brain
The bleeding petals still in dance
Swaying with the cold wind.

Signals of red flashed before one's eyes
The gentle melodies of the strings
The wintry voices blend in within.

Will the warmth reach your heart?
Unable to feel anything, numb
Why don't you try screaming out?

The pen bleeding ink, coloring the pages
Anxiety filled the heart as well as doubt
Will guilt drown out everything?

Unable to peek into the future
One thought seek to prevail
Deep anger peeked to the top

Trying to calm down
Trying to take deep breaths
Trying to drown everything.

Leave everything to the wind.

Where there is sadness, happiness, or emotions,
There is blue.

A tall blond man in 30s walked up to a girl in a blue shirt and beige shorts who was coloring her book in the lawn and tapped on her shoulder.
 
"Hey sweetie."
 
The girl looked up and smiled at the blond man.
 
"Hi, Uncle Logan." she said while smiling wide.
 
"Mind if I ask you, have you seen John anywhere?" Mr Logan smiled at her while waiting for her answer.
 
"John? I thought he went inside the house." she pointed at the entrance of the door which was their house.
 
"He did? I thought he was with you. Anyway, I will go and look for him then." he rubbed her head and was about to walk into the house when the little girl called for him.
 
"Why are you looking for him?" she asked him curiously while her right hand played over the red colored pencil.
 
"I have an errand for him, sweetheart. Tell him that I'm looking for him. Will you?" he winked at her.
 
"What's in it for me?" she asked back while tilting her head to the side.

"What do you need?" he asked.

"Something sweet, yummy and delicious." she smirked at him.
 
"I'll buy you your favorite flavor in Baskin-Robbins." he said as his right fingers rubbed his chin.
 
"Deal." she said and she continued back doing her coloring.
 
Time passed by as she finished coloring a picture. Flipping through a few pages, she kept wondering if she could finish up the rest of the pages. As she sat, her mind went blank and nothing came into her head. Not long later, a boy was seen sneaking at a nearby bush and was observing the girl at the lawn. His lips turned into a small smile while his eyes followed her every movement. Slowly sneaking out from the bushes, he slowly creeped behind the small girl and waited for the right timing. After a short moment waiting, he took out a horn and slowly placed near to her ear but trying to avoid from her noticing he's there.
 
Holding on his breath, he counted till three and pressed the horn as long as he could. Due to the sudden loud horn, the girl was taken by surprise when the side she was coloring in the book became a line. She held closed her ears and stood up looking in shock at who might be doing something crazy like this. She turned to the person who does it and looked at him in disbelieve. Her ears still was blocked by the deafening sound but she could not believe what had happened a moment ago. Once her ears slowly calmed down a little, she looked straight at him.
 
"YOU!" she shouted as she pointed her finger at him while her left hand was covering her left ear as it was still ringing loud inside. Though the horn has stopped, the sound was still there.
 
"This is a payback for telling dad on me." he showed his tongue out and started to laugh at her.

"Do you think this is funny?" she was almost in tears because it was painful but then she held in.

"When I look at you, it is funny." she laughed.
 
"My ears. I can't hear properly." her ears was still ringing as she slowly rubbed the hole.
 
"Serve you right." and laughed again at her.
 
He laughed till he fell on his ass but that didn't stop him from laughing. She could not take it any longer at his mischief, she stood up and looked at him in anger. Her both hand wrapped into a fist as she stared him down.
 
"You rascal!" she screamed and dashed towards him.
 
Realizing the girl was running fast towards him, he quickly stood up and ran away but at one point he tripped and fell. This was an advantage to the girl to catch over him. Unable to hold her anger, she started to pull his hair leading him to scream in pain. Pulling him closer to her, she waved her right hand and punched him at his face. Though blood was not see, the punch was still a hard one.

Both their parents who were sitting in the living room, while having a chat was taken back with the scream and ran out to see what was going on. Reaching the lawn, they stood stunned. The mothers wanted to stop the fight but the fathers signed them not to interrupt as they felt it was amusing.
 
"Honey, we need to stop them." said the girl's mother to her husband.
 
"Lets see how strong is she in fighting." he said.
 
"She is strong. Your daughter definitely will be a fighter." said Mr Logan.
 
"Enough. I give up. I am sorry." the boy begged her while holding on to her hand, trying to prevent her from pulling harder. Still, she was not satisfied in what he was telling her.
 
"You're a liar!" she screamed.
 
Knowing there's no escape, he quickly pushed her down and stood up. He moved away a little and kept apologizing to her. Still, it was obvious she isn't going to let it go.

"I'm sorry. Really, I'm very sorry about what I did to you." he repeatedly said to her.
 
"I don't trust your sorry. You always do this to me." she stood up.
 
With anger, she wanted to hit him again but her eyes caught on to a hose which was just at the side of the lawn. Without wasting a moment, she ran over to the hose. Opened the tap and started to sprinkle at the boy. It took a few seconds for him to realize he was soaking wet. Quickly, he ran to his parents which left them speechless. Looking strongly at where the hose was moving, he quickly starts to run away from them because the water was directing towards his direction.
 
The girl's father, Mr Henry knew this was going to be a mess, tried to get close to his daughter but she sprinkled on him knowing she will be caught. As the boy slowly tried to sneak behind her, he quickly grabbed onto her hip, making her to leave the hose while trying to free her from the grip.
 
"Let me go!"
 
"I said I'm sorry. You made us all wet." the boy tried to talk to her.
 
She stopped moving and looked around her to realize everyone was wet. She turned to him and stared at him. He stopped moving a moment and wondered what was she thinking before he felt himself being pushed to the ground.
 
"You lost!" she said as she never let go of her sight away from him.
 
Both of them stared at each other and started to laugh. Whereas for both parents who were taken by surprise of the splash, looked at the kids and started to laugh by themselves. Mr Henry chuckled a little and went to both of them. With both hands on his hip, he gave them the angry glare.
 
"What were you both thinking?! Both of you stand up and apologize to each other."
 
"But Uncle Henry, she started it first. She started to hit me." the boy tried to defend himself.
 
"He started it first, dad. He blew the horn right at my ears. It's painful." as she tried to explain her situation.
 
"Enough! Both of you. John, Casey. Apologize to everyone. Now." he said sternly to both of them.
 
They looked at each other but no words came out.
 
"Just because both of you are kids, that does not mean I can let you off this easily." Mr Henry said that once again.
 
Both of them looked at everyone and sighed.
 
"We're sorry." they said as their eyes shifted from their parents to  the ground.
 
"That's much more better. Now, both of you off to bath and get change. You are grounded for a week for this." they looked at Mr Henry in a surprise 

"No way?!" they shrieked together but Mr Henry gave then a stern look.

"My answer is final." he said and both of them didn't say another word.
 
They knew Mr Henry meant what he said. They slowly walked back into the house with their heads dropped down. Their mothers followed them to help them get change. Mr Logan went over to Mr Henry and tapped on his shoulder.
 
"You don't have to be stern with them. They're just 8. Weren't we like that when we were kids?" he said.
 
"It's just to make them realize that they will not escape from what they are doing." said Mr Henry
 
"We were worst than this, you know." said Mr Logan as both of them looked at each other.

"Well, the moment we become a parent, things have changed a lot more than we expect." said Mr Henry with a smile.
 
Few seconds passed by, they start to laugh out themselves over the memories they had as children. They sat over at the porch waiting for the rest to take bath and they went in for their.

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