Ah, I forgot there were a fanfic forum lurking around here. ^^
Late Nanoha-bloomer here. Decided to take a stab at the fandom after I finished the movie.
Fate-centric x Nanoha with splashes of the rest of the cast, taking everyone's favorite enforcer through the small and big moments of life, love and everything in between. it got longer than I expected but turned out rather well. Hope you enjoy!
I'm not sure what the norm of this forum is, if you usually post the whole story within the topic, I apologize; but the sheer text mass of Flying would make it a nightmare to prep (italics and whatnot) and sharing it would become more of a chore than a privilege. I'm also pretty sure it may bust whatever word-limits there are for an entry so I'll just sneakily drop the link here.
A Nanoha Story
Written by Shigan
"No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings."
— William Blake
Fate turned to meet a familiar pair of heterochromatic eyes and she smiled reflexively. At the age of twelve, Vivio was outgrowing the baby-fat on her cheeks and had gotten taller, which was nice since it made her more convenient to hug.
The pair stood by a huge, magically generated training field and watched as Nanoha soared through the sky, belting Subaru with one shooter after another while the younger woman fought desperately to stay afloat. Fate thought the Nakajima was doing fairly well, all things considered. Vivio aah-ed knowingly when a huge, pink explosion suddenly rocked through the field.
"You met Nanoha-mama when you were nine, right?" The girl asked discreetly as the dust settled.
"I did. Sure brings back memories." Fate's smile widened.
"How did you know she was the one?"
Fate's brows jumped a notch in surprise. Did Vivio just ask her what she thought she did? The girl looked up at her mother expectantly with a typical Vivio-face, open, focused and just a little naive. It was in all a good thing Vivio took after the Takamachi branch of the family.
Fate considered her question and decided that her daughter was old enough for a real answer. She and Nanoha hadn't been much older than Vivio was now when they started dating. Hayate of course, had spun their story into a wild romantic tale of youth and legends. Vivio grew up with those tales and while Nanoha encouraged this happily, Fate did not. So her girl had gotten old enough to ask for a first-hand account? Very well then, so be it.
"I didn't." She answered truthfully.
"Really. Why so surprised? We were nine. In Japan and most of Earth, that's not even middle school."
"Well, Nanoha-mama said you whooped her with the Scythe of Love and she's been besotted ever since." Vivio said cheerfully.
Fate laughed. "That's not exactly how I remember it but it's very close. I did whoop her good the first two times we met. But to answer your question, no, I didn't know she would be anyone at first. She was another mage, and an enemy to boot. We fought and she won, then your grandmother dragged me off to court. You already know all of this."
"So when did you know?"
"You have to be more specific. When did I know what exactly? Are you asking me when I knew I was in love, or when I knew we would stay together and be a family?"
Vivio's face blanked a little.
"There's a difference?"