DGG: Hello, Lovely Readers. I have returned! This little one-shot starts Act III of this story. Yuya's getting older! And will continue to do so all through out these one shots. Some my stagnate him at one age for a little while, but for the most part, he'll be growing like a weed. Haha.

So enjoy! Read, review, all that fancy jazz!

"Oh, look at my handsome boy," Yoko smiled warmly as her three-year-old ran across the room and pulled himself up onto one of the kitchen chairs. "It's your first day of pre-school, Yuya. Are you excited?"

"Yeah!" the young boy chirped while swinging his legs. "Yuzu is gonna be there, too!"

"She is. And you'll make lots of new little friends, too."

"Yeah!" the boy beamed, causing his mother to grin.

"All right, Yuya," his father chuckled as he set some poster boards on the table. "Your mother wants to do something special, okay?"

"Okay!"

"Since it's your first day of school, I'm going to ask you some questions and write down your answers on these little signs. Then you'll hold them up so Mommy can take a picture. Got it?"

"Yeah!"

"Okay," Yusho chuckled. "Ready? What's your current favorite color?"

"Red!" Yuya bounced up and down in the seat.

"Okay," Yusho jotted down his son's answer. "What's your current favorite food?"

"Applesauce!"

"Of course," Yusho smiled.

"I thought my pancakes were your favorite now?" Yoko pouted.

"Yeah!" the boy gasped. "And Mommy's pancakes!"

"Applesauce and pancakes. Got it," Yusho nodded. "All right, Yuya. What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"Ummmm…I don't know," the boy frowned.

"You don't have anything in mind? Nothing at all?"

"Uhhh…Oh! I know!"

"Do tell, son."

"I want to be a sock!"

Yusho regarded his son with some surprise.

"A sock?" Yoko guffawed.

"Yeah!"

"Why do you want to be a sock when you grow up?"

"Socks are good, Mommy. They keep your toes warm!" Yuya wiggled his toes for her.

"Well, yeah, but why a sock?" she cocked her head to the side.

"Not just a sock, Mommy. A fuzzy sock that feels good."

"Well, obviously," Yusho smiled as he wrote Yuya's answer. "If you're going to be a sock, you may as well be a high-end sock."

"Yeah," Yuya giggled.

"You're a silly boy, Yuya," Yoko hugged him and gave him a kiss.

"Socks are good and I wanna be good."

"Good," Yoko grinned as she stroked her son's cheek and rested her forehead against his.

"All right, Yuya. We have to meet up with Yuzu and Uncle Skip soon, so let's take your picture with each of your signs, okay?"

"Okay, Daddy," Yuya hopped off his chair and made his way to his father.

"Smile big, baby boy," Yoko instructed as she took out her phone and snapped each picture.

"Are they good?" Yuya asked.

"Yes. They're very good pictures," his mother nodded, causing the boy to beam.

"All right, son. Let's head out," Yusho announced.

"Yay!" Yuya ran for the front door.

"Oh, Yusho," Yoko grabbed her husband's arm and rested her head on his shoulder. "Our baby is growing up so fast. It feels like just last week he was still my tiny baby."

The man smiled as he gave his wife a peck on the cheek.

"I know, Yoko, but it's nothing to be sad about. I quite enjoy watching him grow and learn new things."

"I'm not sad. I'm nostalgic. There's a difference," she corrected him. "I enjoy watching him grow and learn, too. It's just bittersweet, is all."

"Come on! We're gonna miss school!" Yuya jumped up and down impatiently.

"Well we can't do that, can we?" Yusho placed his hands on his hips. "What kind of first impression would that be?"

"I don't know what that means! Let's go!"

His parents chuckled.

"All right, Yuya," Yoko met him at the door and took his hand when he offered it to her. "Let's head out, son."

"Yeah! Come on, Daddy! Come on!"

"I'm right behind you, Yuya. Don't worry," he informed him.

Yuya practically dragged his mother out the door. The boy was so excited. Yusho couldn't help but smile at his son's eagerness; he couldn't wait to hear all about Yuya's first day of preschool later that day.

DGG: Fun fact. One of my friend's kids said that she wanted to be a sock when she grew up. And so that's why this happened. Haha. Thanks for reading!