50 Drabbles

believe

Taiga and Tetsuya's daughter Yukiko was four years old, and they loved her with all their heart. She, like any other small child, was energetic and enjoyed talking.

In the summer nearing her fifth year, Taiga got a job as a firefighter, since she would be starting school come fall and had to reason for him to be home alone with nothing to do.

She didn't like this idea.

"Daddy's gonna get hurt!" she told Tetsuya on Taiga's first day.

"Why do you think he's going to be hurt?" He asked, picking her up.

"The fire's gonna hurt him! He's gonna be all burned up!" She was completely serious, almost teary at the though of her father being injured.

Tetsuya booped her on the nose. "Silly, he's not going to be hurt. You know why?"

She shook her head.

"Daddy's hair is red, right? Fire is also red. So the fire will think that Daddy is fire too, and leave him alone. By the time it realizes that Daddy isn't fire, he'll have put it out." he smiled softly at her. She frowned, unbelieving.

"...Really?" she asked.

"Yes. Daddy is not going to be hurt, I promise." he kissed her nose and adjusted her in his hold. "Let's go play now, okay?" she brightened at this change of topic.

"Yeah!"

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Later when Taiga got home, Yukiko threw herself at him.

"Daddy! Are you hurt?" She asked as he picked her up.

"Nope. I'm perfectly fine." he poked her stomach, and she giggled.

"Dad was right." she wiggled out of his arms and dropped to the floor, running off.

"What did Dad say?" Taiga asked as Tetsuya walked in, coming over and kissing his cheek.

"I'll tell you later."

(It becomes something of a running joke between them after she becomes old enough to know that no, her father is not actually part fire.)