((SANEOBA!! YOU'RE SANEMI))

After the final battle, you were left without your... best friend? boyfriend? The title was unclear. But you were without him now. All alone.

You were laying in your futon at night, thinking about Iguro. You weren't sure when, or if you actually had, but you were slowly drifting in and out of sleep. Before Iguro appeared at the foot of your bed.

He looked exactly the same as he did when you last saw him. Dried blood everywhere. The large and deep scratch mark across his face that had blinded him and sealed his eyes shut.

He stood there, without his bandages covering his lower face. Were you dreaming? It was unclear.

He leaned down, crouching at the foot of your futon. "You look lonely..." Iguro whispers. His voice was still as soft as it used to be. "I can fix that..."