A/N: The second chapter, enjoy!

After Kidou paid, the trio soon found themselves on the beach again. "I suppose we should keep going, huh," Fudou said.

"The phone plan didn't work, so we have to keep trying," Kidou answered. "Her parents have to be here somewhere; we're bound to run into them at some point."

"I wonder what her name is," Fudou mumbled as they started walking again. "I mean, what are we supposed to call her? Should we go for 'Suna-chan'?"

Kidou raised an eyebrow. "Suna?"

"Yeah, Suna, as in 'sand'," Fudou grinned. "Befits the way we found her, don't you think?"

Kidou shook his head, though not to dismiss Fudou's observation. "I highly doubt her name is Suna, but if that's what you want to go with…"

"Then it's decided," Fudou declared. He threw a glance at little Suna, who, in turn, was staring in mesmirization at the water. Just as he wanted to say something, she pointed a finger and exclaimed: "Ah, ah!"

"Looks like she got rid of that tiredness," Fudou commented. "In fact, she might wanna go for a swim."

"We don't have time for that, and besides, she can't swim," Kidou stated in slight annoyance. But that was not the answer Suna wanted to hear. The longer they walked, they more she struggled, and, eventually, cried. Kidou tried to comfort her the way he did before, but there was no satisfying her this time – unless he followed Fudou's advice, apparently. "Ah, ah!" she kept whining.

"Alright, alright, but only for a minute," Kidou sighed. With an amused Fudou by his side, he approached the water and put Suna down at the edge. "But be careful."

As if deliberately ignoring him, Suna fell on all fours and started splashing around, squealing in delight. Kidou put a hand to his forehead, but Fudou joined Suna in the water and gently splashed back at her. "Take that, take that!"

Suna was clearly having the time of her life. She proceeded to counterattack, and Fudou pretended he was fatally hit, causing her to laugh even more. Kidou couldn't help but smile at such an adorable sight, and he soon joined in on the water fight, taking Suna's side. They only stopped when Suna began to grow tired again, and by that time, Kidou realized they'd wasted much more time playing than he intended. What the hell were they even doing, playing with the child whose parents must be worried out of their mind?

"Come on, let's move on." He picked up Suna and Fudou followed him out of the water. Fudou realized how urgent the matter was, but he soon began to miss the fun they had back there. That was because there was to be no more playing from then on, and then on slipped away from them by ten minutes, thirty minutes, an hour, two hours. Kidou and Fudou were still searching Suna's parents by sunset, and Suna had long fallen asleep at that point – as well as switched out a couple of times.

"How irresponsible can those parents be…" Fudou grumbled. "Look at that, the sun's going down and we still haven't found them! Did they just let their daughter roam off and only notice like three hours later?"

"I don't know, Akio," Kidou sighed. He had no idea what Suna's parents were thinking, and at this rate, he wondered if they would even end up finding them. They'd been going back and forth across the beach for hours with no result at all. They might have no choice but to take Suna with them and drive to the police station themselves.

But then…

"HOTARU!"

The couple looked up and saw a woman run towards them in complete hysterics. She snatched Suna out of Fudou's arms and squeezed her to her chest. "Oh my god, Hotaru, where have you been? Do you have any idea how worried we were?"

A red-haired man soon caught up with the woman, who'd apparently outrun him as soon as she spotted her baby. Noting they were around his and Fudou's age, Kidou suddenly realized who they were. The last time he saw them must've been on the soccer field years ago, but they hadn't changed a bit: Nagumo Haruya still had the exact same hairstyle, and the same could be said for Suzuno Fuusuke – save for a small ponytail. Their faces had naturally aged, but still resembled their fourteen-year-old selves.

Kidou smiled at the two of them. "It's been a while," he said, and he held out his hand, but Nagumo and Suzuno were way too busy making sure their daughter was unharmed. Only when he withdrew it did they look up and seemingly notice someone was talking to them. They had some trouble identifying Kidou, but finally recognized him by his dreadlocks.

"Ah, you're Kidou Yuuto," Nagumo pointed. "Didn't recognize you since you're missing your goggles. You finally drop those?"

"He looks like a dumbass without them, doesn't he?" Fudou snickered, only to get a strange look.

"Who the hell are you?" Nagumo questioned, and Fudou stared at him in indignation. "Fudou! Fudou Akio!" he barked. "I played soccer against you, just like Yuuto here!"

"Oh, right." Nagumo put a hand to his chin as he recalled said match. "You're that mohawk idiot."

Fudou resisted the urge to flip him the bird. The guy had just found his lost daughter, after all. "I believe this mohawk idiot was the one that beat your ass in the match," he retorted.

Since the two were busy bickering, Suzuno turned her attention to Kidou. "Thank you so much for finding her." Kidou wasn't sure, but he thought he saw tears glimmer behind her eyes. If there was one thing he never thought this woman was capable of, it was crying. But it was only obvious that motherhood had changed her a little.

"I'm just glad we found you," he smiled. "We couldn't find a lifeguard, so we've been walking for hours."

"We've been searching for hours too," Suzuno told him. "How come we never crossed each other's paths?"

It was indeed odd that they never saw one another on this less than crowded beach, and only one conclusion jumped to Kidou's mind: they might have just found each other earlier, were it not for him and Fudou goofing off at the restaurant and in the water.

"Uhm…" he swallowed nervously. "I must admit we haven't been entirely responsible. We stopped for a drink at the restaurant, and then your daughter wanted to go for a swim."

To both his surprise and relief, Suzuno didn't seem that mad at him, if at all. "And she wouldn't stop crying until you did what she wanted, right? Yeah, we know how it is." She gave her daughter, who appeared in a tired daze after all the fuss, a loving smile. "She inherited our stubbornness, alright."

"So her name is Hotaru, huh?" Fudou suddenly jumped into the conversation. "Pity, I liked 'Suna' better."

Both Suzuno and Nagumo gave him an odd look. "Suna?"

"Yeah, Suna as in—…" Fudou trailed off and awkwardly avoided their judging stares. "Nevermind."

"Anyway," Kidou shifted the subject, "it's good to see you again. You're married, I take it?"

"Yup," Suzuno beamed proudly, then she jabbed a thumb in Nagumo's direction. "You wouldn't believe how long it took this coward to propose to me, though. So I decided to do it instead."

Embarrassed, Nagumo aimed his gaze at the sand and kicked it up a little. "She wouldn't take my last name either."

"As if," Suzuno huffed, even more proudly. "And I wasn't going to let him put it before Hotaru, either. Her name is Suzuno Hotaru."

"Well done," Kidou praised her amusedly. "I don't see many women with that much authority over their husbands."

Suzuno raised her chin while Nagumo's blush darkened, causing Fudou to snicker at him. The redhead shot him a glare and said to Kidou: "Never thought you'd go for this guy, though. What, were the capable ones taken?"

"What was that—?!" Kidou quickly held a fuming Fudou back from giving him a beating. "No, it was all nature's doing, I promise. To be honest, though, I sometimes wonder how I became attracted to him as well."

Fudou pouted frustratingly. "Stop bullying me!" he complained, but the other three just laughed.

"I suppose we should be going," Suzuno remarked. "It's getting late, and it's way past this girl's bedtime." She gave a nod at her daughter.

"Understandable," Kidou replied. "We should get home as well."

Fudou, who was still pouting angrily, suddenly perked up. "Wait—we have to do something first. We never got to take a picture with Su—I mean Hotaru wearing the goggles."

"Akio…" Kidou started awkwardly, while Suzuno and Nagumo looked on in confusion. Fudou reached into Kidou's bag and showed them the pictures they'd taken. "See?"

"Looks like you had a lot of fun with our daughter…" Nagumo mumbled in disapproval, and Kidou laughed nervously. "Please pardon us – I let him take those because he was finally warming up to her. Akio actually doesn't like children."

"That's weird because he sure acts like one," Nagumo muttered, and Suzuno said before Fudou could snap at him: "We'll let you take your picture. On one condition: we want to be in it."

"I don't see a problem with that," Kidou smiled, "how about we make it a group picture? I can put my camera on that trash bin over there and let it take the picture so we can all be on it," he pointed.

"Sounds like a good idea," Suzuno agreed, and she put a hand to Nagumo's mouth as soon as he opened it. "'Don't I get a say in this'?" she mimicked his voice in such an accurate way Kidou and Fudou almost snorted. "No, you don't, because if you think about it, we owe them at least that for keeping Hotaru safe."

"Alright, fine." Nagumo rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Just get it over with, then. I wanna go home."

Not five minutes later, Suzuno wrote down her email address on a post-it note and handed it to Kidou. "You can send the pictures to this address," she told him. "I'll be expecting them tomorrow and no later."

Kidou stuck the note in the tissues compartment. "You can count on it." He understood why she wanted the pictures so quickly, even though the group one might be a little awkward – after all, just as the camera snapped, Nagumo threw Fudou an insult under his breath, causing Fudou to yet again bark at him, Kidou to hold him back, Suzuno to roll her eyes, and Hotaru to giggle behind Kidou's goggles. Then again, looking at it another way, Kidou supposed it might actually be a great picture, depicting all of them no less than perfectly.

The two couples said their goodbyes and parted ways, each returning to their beach spots. Kidou and Fudou walked by the water in silence, finally feeling the weight of all that happened today push down on them.

"We should get married too," Fudou stated all of the sudden.

Kidou nearly tripped over a bit of seaweed. "Excuse me—?!"

"We should get married," Fudou repeated, grinning at him with a teasing glimmer in his eyes.

Kidou stared back, clearly flabbergasted. "H-how about you get a steady job first—then we'll take about living together, let alone marriage."

"Boo, you're such a spoilsport," Fudou pouted, and he pushed Kidou into the water before dashing off in laughter. Kidou immediately got up, now wearing seaweed in his hair, and gave chase as he scolded his boyfriend all the way back to their beach spot.

A/N: So, did I surprise you with who the parents were? XD Because I never made Gazel a girl before? Well, this is the only reason I'll ever do it, so expect her to be male again in the next fic. Hope you enjoyed, minna! :D