Author's Note: After this chapter, this story is going to be put on hold so I can work on a story for TwilightRose2's July contest… Sorry! I'm not sure how long it'll be on hold for, but my other Kodocha stories are only getting one more update each, too.

Oh, about the name changing thing (you'll understand soon enough)… I'm sure it can't happen in real life, but it does here, so sorry!

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The first place Akito decided to go was Tsuyoshi's house. He was surprised when Aya answered the door.

He was even more surprised when she squealed, "Oh my gosh, Akito!" and hugged him. "Come in, come in!" she said, grinning. "It's so good to see you again! I bet Tsuyoshi will be ecstatic that you're back!" When Akito had stopped contacting Sana, he'd stopped contacting everyone else, too.

Aya practically dragged him into the living room, where he saw Tsuyoshi sitting on a couch. He sat down in a chair opposite Tsuyoshi and looked around the room. It hadn't changed much in the past five years, but obviously there were some differences. Like the brightly colored (mostly pink) things around the room. And the fact that Aya was there, and obviously not just visiting.

Noticing Akito's sideways glances, Tsuyoshi said, "Oh! That's right! I forgot you've been gone so long that you don't know… We're married now!"

"Oh… That's great…" Akito said, wondering just how much he'd missed while he was in America. "So, what else changed?"

Tsuyoshi thought about it and realized what it was specifically that Akito wanted to know about. "Just about nothing. And no, Sana doesn't have a new boyfriend," he said, smirking slightly. "But I think she will have something to tell you. There are quite a few things, actually."

"Like what?" Akito asked. He was relieved by the fact that she didn't have another boyfriend, though.

"You have to find that out for yourself. I'm not going to get you out of seeing her."

"Whatever."

They talked for a while longer, although Aya just sat there and held her husband's hand, not saying much.

"Well, it was great catching up with you, but now I think you need to go see Sana," Tsuyoshi said, giving his friend a knowing look. "Besides, we have plans with Aya's parents tonight.

Akito shrugged, waved at the couple, and left, wandering slowly towards her street. When he got near her mansion, he was surprised to see a little boy who was about four years old.

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"Why'd you tell him we had plans?" Aya asked, confused. "You know that they got cancelled a week ago."

"He needs to go see Sana. They have a bit too much to catch up on," he said, referring to their son.

"Oh," Aya said, feeling stupid. "Right."

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"Hi, Mister!" the little boy said, waving at Akito.

"Didn't your mom ever tell you not to talk to strangers?" Akito asked, squatting down so he could be at eye level with the kid.

"Yeah, but you're not a stranger," he replied thoughtfully.

Not bothering to wonder about what the boy meant, Akito said, "So what's your name?" He was trying to procrastinate on going to talk to the actress whose house he was currently standing in front of.

"Kosuke Hayama!" Akito blinked at the last name, but knew that it was just a coincidence. "But Mama's last name is different. She said she wanted me to have part of Daddy, so she gave me his name!"

"What's your mom's last name?" he asked curiously while doing the math. It was possible that maybe, just maybe, this kid was his.

"Kurata!" Kosuke replied happily.

At that, Akito just about passed out. It couldn't be. Could it? Then, he remembered something the boy had said a minute ago. "So, why did you say I'm not a stranger?" he asked. He knew for sure that he'd never seen Kosuke in his life.

"Well, Mama gave me some pictures she took a long time ago. She told me you're Daddy!" he said, running the last few steps to Akito and jumping towards him in a hug.

Akito just stayed there, shell shocked, for a few minutes before taking Kosuke's hand and asking, "That's your house, right?" and pointing at the mansion. When he nodded, Akito led him up to the door and knocked.

Sana answered, staring at her child and his father, before slowly moving sideways, pulling the door open with her. She led them to a couch silently, still not believing her eyes. Finally, she said something. "I guess we have a lot to talk about."

"No duh," Akito replied.

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Author's Note: Sorry that the chapter was so short! I felt like I needed to end it there.

Well, until the next time I update, bye!