….Holy, I made a continuation. Short one though. And I'll use this opportunity to thank my first reviewer! :D

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He's Here (Epilogue)

For my faithful readers *wink wink*

Disclaimer: Free! Is obviously not mine. I'll make it even more and more angsty if I do.

"Mako-chan, are you checking Haru-chan's facebook?"

"Nope," Makoto replied, his eyes were still glued to the laptop, "why?"

Nagisa sighed. Makoto wasn't able to move on from Haru's death just yet, even though five years had passed. He blamed himself for Haru's death and Rin's breakdown, as both of those events involved him deeply. He overworked himself, even until that day.

"Never mind," Nagisa shook his head, knowing that this news may influence Makoto even more. "Do you want some coffee?"

"Yeah, sure," Makoto continued typing his work, while Nagisa left the room to make some coffee. Makoto quickly opened Facebook, a social media that he had abandoned for five years (yes, right after Haru's death) and went straight to Haru's wall.

And then he froze.

He scrolled down and found the first post after Haru's death.

It's from Rin.

Happy Anniversary, Haru. Where the hell are you by the way? I said I've give up, I'm not good at hide-and seek, okay? Come on out, don't sulk like that. I promise I'll buy you a heck bunch of mackerel!

Makoto gritted his teeth, he let out a breath that he didn't remember holding.

Happy Anniversary (again). I don't know what's the point in doing this, but because all couples seem to do this, maybe I have, too? Anyway, seriously, you sulk too long. It's been two years, idiot. I'm still waiting, don't worry. I am not angry at you. Perhaps I am, but… I think I would rather kiss you when you are back. I miss you so goddamn much.

Makoto was already clenching his mouse, perhaps a little too harsh.

Happy Anniversary, again? Uh, it's been three years. You really are stubborn, Haru. You never changed. But I'm still waiting. Please, forgive me?

And he had bitten his lips, hard enough to draw blood.

Happy Anniversary. It's been four years since we dated each other. It's just four years? It felt like forever to me. Especially you weren't here… damn. What's the difference in having you as a boyfriend or not? By the way, don't sulk because I just write this weird post once a year. I rarely get to connect to the Internet, and the nurse had to accompany me everywhere. Seriously, you have to go here and prove that I am not imagining things, you are fucking alive! Damn Makoto too for sending me here, he believed that you are dead. You are not, right? You are way too stubborn to die so soon.

Tears were building, to the point that he couldn't hold back.

Happy Anniversary, Haru. Fifth year. I am bored. I want to swim with you again. I want to taste your mackerel again. I want to taste your lips again, it's been five freaking years, after all. Please come here, I miss you so much. Please, just see me one more time? (even though I won't let you go anymore, you damn dolphin.)

Nagisa stood behind Makoto, who cried silently on the table, and Nagisa didn't have to guess what made Makoto cry.

Nagisa just stood there, staring to Makoto's shaking back.

Before another tear slipped to his pale cheeks.

The blind faith Rin had for Haru…

Is salt for our wounds.

Until when would you lie to yourself, Rin?

And until when would you blame yourself, Makoto?

And until when… we would trapped in this endless pain?

Nagisa smiled painfully.

Maybe endlessly…