It had been a week since the great reveal of their past friendship, things had been hectic and the past drama everyone hoped it to be just that. The past.

There wasn't really much time to reminisce about their found friendship. It was quite a depressing thought for Suga, had he not been running around the FORBIDDEN forest. The think that mattered now, was that everyone was safe and would never have to face that danger ever again. It was gone.

Today was a lazy day and everyone was just hanging around the museum, doing nothing in particular. Sakuma was brushing through the few bookshelves, looking for an interesting read. Officer Mochizuri had the day off, not that he was needed at the station any other day and decided to hang out with the others and just make small talk.

Shiori and Suga, however, were playing a sort of game of 20 questions. They asked each other questions about the other's lives. This is sort of how the conversation went.

"So. . . What happened to you after I moved away?" Shiori asked Suga, wide, innocent eyes begging for an answer.

Suga darkened at the less than pleasant part of his life in which Shiori had been absent. "It. . . was bad." Suga replied, hesitantly. Coughing and rubbing his throat. Shiori wanted him to get used to talking again and it honestly surprised him how deep it had gotten.

"Explain?" She stated simply in a questioning tone, looking at him in concern.

"I stayed with your grandfather. . . I stayed inside and avoided others. I was home schooled." Suga recounted that miserable part of his childhood. He wanted to be as truthful a he could to avoid slip ups later.

"That's terrible. . . It must have been so lonely. I had friends at school, but know that I think about it. No one ever replaced you and even I felt alone sometimes. Like something should be there, but it wasn't. I'm so glad I remember! I've never been happier, you know, under the circumstances." Shiori replied. Smiling during the second part of her speech.

Suga thought about what she did and felt an odd feeling of completeness, like the satisfaction of finishing a 10,000 piece puzzle. The only difference was the warm feeling in his chest as her words went through his mind. This feeling, he hadn't felt in a long time. In other words, she had just said that she needed him. That his presence was as comforting to her as it always was to him, it desperately made him want to smile.

"I missed you too. . . Shii-Chan." Suga said behind a blushing face.

Shiori smiled brightly at him and nodded, signalling she agreed to his statement. Then she remembered what had been written on the inside of that box he showed her. She'd only seen the photo album, what else was in there? She'd wondered that for a while now. She didn't want to pressure him too much, though. First thing's first, she thought, the writing.

"Umm. . . You know that. . . box. . . The one you showed me, what was with the writing on the inside?" Shiori asked, she didn't want to scare him with such personal things, but she felt she had a right to know.

". . . !" Suga's eyes widened, as his breath stopped in panic. 'Crap!' He was sure she'd forgotten all about that. He didn't want to tell the truth, afraid she'd turn away from him. He couldn't bring himself to lie to her either. She wasn't the type of person to give up easily and he wasn't a liar. What to do? What to do? . . .