A/N I have absolutely no excuse for why I'm starting yet another SI OC fic. Nope…although, I AM shifting the blame on Plouton and kurobook (check out these two hella rad writers and their stories), so you have them to thank for this fic! And I mean that with love…

Oh, and surprise surprise, guess who's finally twenty-one? Me, and this fic is here to commemorate that day because I'm freaking old.

Disclaimer for the entire story: I don't own My Hero Academia or anything related to My Hero Academia! I am in no ways Kōhei Horikoshi, nor will I ever be!

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There really isn't much to say about Hibiki Miki—not now, at least. After all, she is just a baby, sleeping away the days as they come. She has no particular motivation to stay conscious. And even if she did, she doubts she could even stay awake. It's difficult and it's just so quiet…

There's nothing much of interest to see anyways, save for the mobile that hangs above her crib. She sleeps undisturbed, crying only when she is hungry or in need of a diaper change. It hasn't been that long since she was born—maybe three months at best, if she were to make an estimate. She wouldn't know. Time is a concept that is completely lost to her in her current form.

All she does know is that she is aware, when she probably shouldn't. After all, she is just a baby…but she knows that she once wasn't. This life of hers is anything but her first, because apparently, reincarnation exists.

She can't remember anything regarding the final days of her past life. Her death is a complete mystery to her. She's not even sure if she was still twenty, considering how close it was to her twenty-first birthday. Everything surrounding the events of her death and rebirth is a complete mess…so she doesn't think much about it.

She's alive—that's what matters most to her. She tries not to think too much on the life she has left behind. For the most part, it's an easy task for her to do. With how often she sleeps, it's easy to forget about the things that trouble her. But then there are those days, where she wakes up feeling so distraught. She wants to cry, but at the same time, she doesn't want to cry.

It's a struggle that she can never win against herself. So she cries and she cries. Today is not any different from those days. It's just another day in the life of Hibiki Miki.

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Hibiki Miki was born to Sakine Wakana and Hibiki Hansuke during one particularly chilly autumn evening. She was a product of Wakana's desire to have a child with Hansuke, for reasons that are particularly complicated to explain. That's not to say that Wakana doesn't care for Hansuke.

Wakana likes Hansuke. And Hansuke cares for Wakana in return. Whether romance exists, is a question that everyone asks. It is a question that not even Hansuke and Wakana can answer. One thing is for certain, however. These two are not without any chemistry.

The two have known each other since their high school days, when Wakana approached Hansuke during their first few weeks at Yuuei Academy. Up until that fateful day, the two didn't even know each other existed…well, Wakana might have known about Hansuke for a few days. But all she really knew, at the time, was the meaning behind his surname, which she felt went well alongside her own surname. And for that very reason, she searched out for him and when she found him, she loudly exclaimed, "Team up with me!"

A then fifteen-year-old Hibiki Hansuke had no other way to react, but with a simple, "O-Okay."

It was the start of a long-lasting partnership—one that was (and still is) beneficial toward their profession in heroics. It was also the start of their extremely perplexing relationship. The only reason the two are even married is because of Hansuke, who otherwise wouldn't know how to react when Wakana came up to him and exclaimed, "Let's make a baby!"

The two did not waste any time getting a copy of their most recent family register and filling out a marriage registration form. Although in their rush to take the documentation to the government office, the two forgot to obtain signatures from two witnesses over the age of twenty. They didn't realize their mistake until minutes after handing in the papers to the official. It was a rather awkward situation, where two adults stared at a middle-aged man for a near four minutes without either of them saying anything.

And as soon as those four minutes were up, Wakana broke the silence by being her usually loud self, exclaiming, "I got this!"

Wakana promptly left the office after that and didn't come back until an hour later, during which Hansuke had an awkward time explaining his situation to the official. Hansuke was on the verge of tears when Wakana returned with their witnesses, whom were two rather muscular men wearing…oh dear.

"What?" Hansuke could not believe…what he was seeing.

"Holy shit." And neither could the government official.

Somehow, Hansuke didn't know how (and even to this day, he still does not know), Wakana managed to drag the two greatest heroes, Endeavor and All Might, into being their witnesses. And from the looks of it, the two were on the job…or had been, considering the two men were suited up for work and had enough free time to actually follow Wakana to the government office.

Speaking of Wakana, she seemed quite proud of herself, gray eyes twinkling with pride as she stood next to the two rather tall men that made her appear shorter than she already was. She pumped her fist into the air and yelled, "LET'S DO THIS!"

By the end of the day, Hansuke and Wakana were married. About a month later, Wakana opted out of work due to undisclosed medical reasons and Hansuke took to working overtime with other Pro Heroes, because someone had to pay that property tax. That was the challenge that came with living in the house Wakana had purchased after years of saving up money.

Eight months later, twenty days into the month of November, out came a baby girl with Wakana's lavender-colored hair and Hansuke's naturally angry eyes. She shared their light olive skin and possessed a rather strong set of vocal chords that she most likely inherited from Wakana. She was loud…but she was also beautiful.

"Let's name her Kotone!" Wakana looked at Hansuke with a smile, ignoring how much the infant's cries were grating on her sensitive ears.

Hansuke, rather tired and ragged from working overtime, looked at his newborn daughter as she cried. He thought about the name for a moment, before firmly saying, "Miki."

"Aww…fine." Wakana pouted rather childishly, her cheeks puffed up for comedic measure. "Say…you think she'll get both of our Quirks?"

A small bead of sweat rolled down the side of Hansuke's face. "For our sake, if that happens to be the case, let's hope it develops when she's older."

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It's been nearly four months since that day, and at least a year since Wakana and Hansuke had gotten married. Wakana regrets nothing, despite how early in the morning or late in the night she is woken up by a crying baby. Really, apart from those setbacks, Miki is nothing what Wakana had been expecting when she read all those baby care books and went through a few simulations—just so she could prepare.

Hansuke is relieved, because he is so exhausted by the time he returns from work. Sometimes, he doesn't return home for a few days at a time. He usually sleeps through an entire day on such occasions. Today just happens to be one of those days…or it would have, had Miki's cries not woken him up.

Hansuke stares blearily at the ceiling, his head throbbing painfully in reaction to each shrill cry that echoes throughout the house. "Has she gotten louder?"

Hansuke receives no response, for Wakana is out shopping. It's only half past noon, with still much daylight to burn. Sighing, Hansuke tumbles out of the bed with the grace of a newly born fawn. He picks himself up and rubs his back as he makes his way out of the room.

It takes him some time, but he realizes that the cries are getting louder as he nears the nursery—much louder than usual. It's just his luck, he thinks to himself. Really, it's just his luck that Miki's Quirk decided to manifest when she is almost four months old.

"What perfect timing…" Hansuke mutters under his breath.

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A/N So yeah, this is a short chapter, but eh, you gotta start somewhere. And seriously, you have kurobook and Plouton to blame for why this fic exists. I have no self-control, ahahhaa… Honestly, I have other things I should be doing, but naaah, brain says have another SI OC fic.

Well, say hello to Hibiki Miki. She's almost four months old and she's the SI OC of this story. Not much to say about her right now, but the title of the fic itself is self-explanatory (give it some time).

Credit goes to kurobook for providing the dialogue that went on in the government office, this fic's summary, because I was at a complete loss for this one, AND MAKING THIS STORY'S FUCKING AWESOME COVER (SEND HER SOME LOVE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT). Also, Hansuke and Wakana, their relationship isn't anything romantic—it's QP. So yeah, don't expect anything romance-related to pop up between the two (not everything has to be about romance, different types of relationships exist). They're both aromantic, meaning neither of them experience romantic attraction. Meanwhile with Miki, who, like the rest of my SI OCs (as well as me), she's asexual, meaning she doesn't experience sexual attraction.

I think that's all I really have for this first chapter. I'll go more into the details the further I progress. For now, this is fine. So until next time, everyone! KD out! XD