*His eyes are barely able to stay open as he walks into the house. The flames around his face disappear within a moment and he sighs as he drags his hand through crimson hair, his shoulders aching.

There's no sign of life in the house and for a moment, his guts churns uncomfortably before he hears Fuyumi in her room. His heart aches; instead of greeting his children like he should, he makes his way into the bedroom.

"I'm home," he whispers at you, the bed dipping beneath his weight.*