S'rather hard to type..
With one arm, it's rather hard to type. Taichi took me to the hospital and I now have a proper cast on my right arm. By the time I got home, everyone was asleep. I saw Iori in my bed and he just.. looked so small. Laying there in the dark, bruised on the outside and I'm betting scarred on the inside. Jyou left a piece of paper with a number on it, so I'm guessing he was here while Iori slept. Thank you so much for that, Jyou-sempai.
I'm really sorry I just.. up and left like that. I should have been thinking more of Iori... I haven't abandoned you, Iori-kun. I promise. I.. I came to rescue you, didn't I? Granted, I did have help, but... I still came, didn't I? I still want you to be my otouto. I want to take care of you. I want to help you heal.
I'm really sorry I just.. up and left like that. I should have been thinking more of Iori... I haven't abandoned you, Iori-kun. I promise. I.. I came to rescue you, didn't I? Granted, I did have help, but... I still came, didn't I? I still want you to be my otouto. I want to take care of you. I want to help you heal.