[It had only been a week since everything was put back to normal, but to Naoki it was already starting to feel like a bad dream. He knew damn well it wasn't, and despite his appearance he still had the bug in his head to prove it. But all things considered, he was recovering from it rather well. He knew Chiaki was the same way; she'd never forgive herself if she let this beat her.]
[But Isamu... To be honest, he wasn't really sure. His friend had been acting pretty normal, but how he acted might not really be how he felt. So now Naoki was at Isamu's front door, paying a surprise visit to check on how his friend was actually doing.]
[Considering they hadn't just derped around and played video games or anything like that since before everything, it would make sense for him to miss that even if he wasn't worried.]
Thanks. [Naoki relaxes and smiles as he steps inside. Isamu clearly wasn't doing too good since coming back, but the fact he let Naoki in at all was a good sign.]
[Hadn't Isamu's exact words been "goody two-shoes?" Naoki had always been like that, and he wasn't going to change now. Especially not with his friends. If anything, he was desperately trying to be more helpful to them. He felt like what had happened to them was his fault, and he wanted to make that up to them.]
[His smile faded into a much more serious expression.] You okay?
Isamu... [He sighs. But it sounded more sad than anything. He was worried about his friend, but what was he supposed to do if Isamu wouldn't let him help?]
You haven't been yourself lately, so that's not encouraging.
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Isamu!
[But Isamu... To be honest, he wasn't really sure. His friend had been acting pretty normal, but how he acted might not really be how he felt. So now Naoki was at Isamu's front door, paying a surprise visit to check on how his friend was actually doing.]
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I'm not buying anything. [Not opening the door just yet.]
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[Sigh. He wasn't exactly sure why he expected anything different from him. This wasn't going to be as easy as he hoped.]
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So what do you want, if you haven't taken up door-to-door sales?
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[Considering they hadn't just derped around and played video games or anything like that since before everything, it would make sense for him to miss that even if he wasn't worried.]
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[Technically. It's laundry, but it counts.]
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[He shifted a little closer. He wasn't going to barge in, but now Isamu wouldn't be able to shut the door without shutting it on Naoki's foot.]
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[Isamu notices. Go waaaaay-]
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[No, he won't go away. Not this time. Not until he's sure Isamu will be okay. And right now? What he's seeing isn't promising.]
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[Isamu will be stubborn as long as he can.]
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[And Naoki will be stubborn right back.]
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Let me know if you need a hand after all.
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[A sigh. Naoki was just like that, shoving himself in your business.]
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[Hadn't Isamu's exact words been "goody two-shoes?" Naoki had always been like that, and he wasn't going to change now. Especially not with his friends. If anything, he was desperately trying to be more helpful to them. He felt like what had happened to them was his fault, and he wanted to make that up to them.]
[His smile faded into a much more serious expression.] You okay?
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[It's not like anything big just happened. Nothing traumatizing, no siree.]
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You haven't been yourself lately, so that's not encouraging.
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[Naoki did not bring his friends back only to lose one or both of them through his inaction all over again.]
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Okay, maybe you have a point.
[Admitted most reluctantly.]