I was sitting on the floor of my room, and it was morning.
My mom was changing me after she picked me up from the crib, and I had just woken up. I couldn't speak yet, but I had been able to crawl and move a little since the other day. I was trying to walk.
Furthermore, I tried my best not to fall. I could stand and move a bit, but it was still pretty hard.
"Hiro, do you want some breakfast?," she asked with a big smile, lifting me up.
"Mmm," I replied, nodding and smiling back at her.
As my mother took me out of the room, I could hear her mutter, "My cute little boy, Hiro."
The sun shone brightly as we walked outside. It was a warm and sunny day with a slight breeze. My father was sitting at the table in the kitchen, reading a book. He looked up as my mother brought me into the room, smiling.
"There's my son!," my dad exclaimed. He put his book down and walked over to us.
My dad picked me up and held me in the air, smiling, "Are you ready to learn how to fight, Hiro?" He asked, laughing.
I responded by clapping my hands, excited for what would happen next.
My father set me down in front of him. He then stood behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders, "Hiro, listen to me. First, you must always focus on your opponent and stay aware of their movements," he instructed.
As he spoke, I looked up at him. I could see how serious he looked as he taught me.
Eventually, my mother was away from the room as the sun went down. My father continued to show me more ways of fighting by doing so. After some time passed, he finally sat down beside me and said, "That's enough for today, Hiro.
I was a young baby, about to turn into a toddler, I would say. My dad picked me up in his arms. "Now, let's go see your mom, okay?" He asked.
He held me close as we walked through the hallway to the kitchen. Once inside, he put me down on the counter next to the sink. "Wait here for a minute, Hiro." he said as he went to grab something from the cabinet under the sink.
My dad then pulled out two bowls filled with something and placed them on top of the counter.
It was comfortable and en-joyful day, that want to make you said "Ahh, I wish every day was like this."
Serena Midnight
Hiro was the most; Hiro was the most precious person in my life, and I loved him dearly. They was always so kind and gentle with everyone around them. They was never afraid of anything, even when faced with danger. It was like that all the time. I was very proud of him.
When he was only three, he became a great fighter. I knew that he would one day become the best warrior in the world, and I couldn't be more proud. Hiro had a scruffy little patch that was glowing with the twinkle of his mischievous eye. His hair was messy, sticking up in all directions. It made him look adorable.
I had been brushing his hair with a comb, and now it was perfectly smooth and straight. I put the comb down on the bedside table and picked him up from the floor, holding him tightly against my chest. I was about to fall asleep, and I felt safe with him near me.
After a while, I fell asleep.
One day, my reckless darling tries tech my little Hiro in a new way.
I didn't think much about it, so I didn't stop him. It was an amazing feeling. I was enjoying it so much that I didn't realize what was going on until it was too late. Direct Darling --Hiro's father Vincent-- was teaching him how to fight with his bare hands. At the same time, he was also learning how to use weapons like swords and knives.
His father would show him how to hold each type of weapon, then tell him what they were called. This was all part of my training. I wanted to teach Hiro everything I knew so he could protect himself if necessary. When he was done training, he would come home exhausted but happy. When I first met with Vincent, he was so popular around people. I had always heard about him, and everyone talked about him.
They were right.
He was handsome, funny, and kind. But he was brave. He usually hangs out with his adventure guild teams, i was in there adventure guild, Vincent was master at his element "water" .
He was very strong, and I liked him a lot. When I first saw him, I was surprised. He was so tall and handsome, with his long dark hair and deep light-blue eyes. I could tell that he had a strong personality, and he knew how to lead.
He was a very charismatic man. Everyone seemed to respect him. I didn't think he was interested in me, though. But then one day, he asked me out. We went on a date and spent the whole night talking. We talked about everything, and we had a great time together. At the end of the night, he kissed me. And that was it. We've been together ever since.
Hiro's childhood was perfect. My little scamp Hiro was too smart for his own good - just like his father! I was so proud of him when he started crawling, but I had no idea how much of a handful he would be once he was more mobile.
One time, I caught him climbing up the cabinets in the kitchen. I was horrified – but after I realized that most kids go through a similar phase!
"Don't worry about him, sweetheart," Vincent said as he scooped the boy up and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "It's just part of being a growing boy. And he's smarter than the average toddler."
I smiled. It was so nice to have a husband who was so understanding! "He's only three. He'll calm down, eventually." I said.
Vincent nodded and kissed me.
"Of course he will. And even if he doesn't, I can deal with it," he winked.
And indeed, Hiro was a handful. However, we were always able to find a compromise.
Sometimes it was something simple, like letting him use the training mannequins while we worked instead of toys. Vincent was only C-Rank Adventurer, but he was the strongest master rank in Serenity. He's strong and wise enough to be the 8th Guardian Lord, and that means a lot.
But his mentality is pure as his past life.
He likes to go fishing and training with his own son; his kindness can reach every heart, no one can't help but fall on their knees for him. My Hiro and Darling were too adorable; I couldn't help but to pinch his chubby cheeks.
Right, i not a doting mother or clingy wife…
Hiro, his skin was still baby smooth, and his hands were always reaching up to touch my face, wanting to feel the warmth from it. I kissed his fingers and sighed in contentment, holding him close to my chest. It was a peaceful and perfect moment. I was completely happy.
One time, when Hiro said "Mama" and "Dada" it was the most wonderful thing that happened. Hiro was a quiet child most of the time. He rarely cried or spoke. So hearing him say his first words was amazing! My heart felt like it was going to burst. It was so incredible.