The 6'2 black haired man with vibrant green eyes quickly made his way through the crowded 'Natsu Matsuri' or summer festival. Dressed in a white and black summer yukata, and matching wooden geta shoes. He wasn't out of breath but his voice was laced with a tinge of concern.

"Oi. T's mine, darlin'."

Toji says as he signals to the small toddler you held in your arms. The small boy was wearing a black yukata top with white pants, had green eyes and black hair just like the man. His little face red from all the crying he had done before he found you.