"Hiroji!"

"Wake up already!"

"Hiroji-san!"

"Aniki! Please wake up, Aniki!"

"Uh." Hiroji slowly felt his life coming back to him to the point that he could open his eyes. Four faces, fuzzy in his glazed vision, looked down upon him. As he squinted to focus, he smiled. "Hah! Hey guys!"

Keiji didn't even give him the chance to sit up before he'd tackled him, knocking him back into the dirt with incredible force. "Aniki's okay! Yay!"
Hiroji saw that they must have pulled him from the cockpit of his gundam since he had been lying on the charred ground. All five were still in their mobile trace spandex.

Then it clicked for him to ask. "What happened? Did we win?"

Mason smiled and nodded. "Congratulations, Hiroji-san."

"Yeah, you led the way to victory," Anya commented, placing a hand on his shoulder to make him blush.

Angie, who had her fingers laced behind her head, peered around into the smoke. "Hey, where is everybody?"

Hiroji got to his feet, nearly dragging along his cousin. "Crap, how could I forget about them?"

Keiji's mood shifted violently as his eyes began to fill with tears. "Where are my mom and dad?"

Mason held up a finger to quiet them. "Listen."

SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!

Anya broke into a wide grin. "I'd know that engine anywhere!" She quickly ran off to where a large gray ship touched down. There, her mother came running out to greet her, along with the others.

"Mother!"

"Mom!"

Mason and Angie took off after her and also made for their mothers.

Keiji raced about, making circles around Hiroji. "Where's Mom? Where's Dad?!"

"Keiji!" Sai Lin abandoned her mother and galloped towards the son of Domon. "Keiji you did it!"

While Keiji endured the biggest bear hug of his life, Hiroji looked up at the now-morning sky. He only hoped the defeat of the Devil Gundam hadn't cost him Kyoji. "Father."

"Hiroji! Keiji!" a woman's voice shouted through the smoke. The smaller boy broke free of Sai Lin and dashed over to his cousin.

"Who's calling, Aniki?" he asked, tugging at Hiroji's arm.

Hiroji stepped forward, a smile spreading slowly across his face. He could make out the approaching forms of three people, or rather two carrying the third. And the youth didn't need to get a good look to know who they were. "Dad! Uncle Domon! Aunt Rain!" He ran to meet him, despite how much it hurt to do so.

Kyoji pulled himself down from Domon and Rain's shoulders and called for his son. "Hiroji!"

"Dad!"

Hiroji nearly knocked him over as he wrapped his arms around his father's shoulders. But Kyoji hugged him back with equal strength, resting his head atop his son's. "Hiroji."

Hiroji pulled back and beamed up at his father like a little boy, but then his face dropped. Grasping at Kyoji's shirt, he began to sob. "Dad.I can't believe it's you! I've.I've." he buried his face in his shoulder. "I've missed you so much!"

Rain clasped her hands over her mouth to keep from crying as Domon picked up Keiji. The little boy gasped. "Daddy, are you crying?"

"Eh? What, are you crazy kid?" Domon turned away and wiped his eyes. "It's just the dust."

Kyoji tousled the youth's hair. "I'm sorry about having to leave you alone for so long, son. But trust me that it'll never happen again."

Hiroji nodded and drew back once again to wipe his eyes. He just happened to see his uncle trying to keep his cool as his emotions swelled and snickered. "Dad, I hope you said the same thing to Uncle Domon."

"Huh?" Kyoji turned his gaze to his brother. "Domon, don't tell me you're."

"Shut up, Niisan!" Domon blurted as he threw his arms around his brother, and nearly dropping his own son in the process. "Just.shut up!"