Author's Note:This is my very first fanfic, yes my name is Ouran-based but PH is my favorite anime. Please don't hate on me, I'm only in middle school, so I'm not some writing whiz. I appreciate any feedback you have for me so please review! ***
Chapter 1 Oz's p.o.v.
THE LIGHT peirced my eyelids as I stirred. Hazy memories lay stagnant in my mind as I opened my eyes to darkness. What...happened? What...where did the light come from? I could barely string the words together as I blinked, and my vision returned to me. But where was I? The memories I had weakly been hanging onto just seconds before had disappeared .
It was as if I had just been born. I had no knowledge of who I was, what I was, if anything would ever be the same or even alright. And yet, it wasn't. I knew what a cup was and a plate and what lightness was and what darkness was and that the thing I was lying in was a bed and I was in a room and bandages were what covered my chest. And...there was a girl...watching me. She looked vaguely familiar. The sight of her stirred something deep inside of me, made a feeling I have no name for rise in my chest.

And then everything came back to me.

Alice?

"Oz? Oz, are you alright"? She rushed to my side, and pulled the covers on the bed farther down so my chest was completely exposed. "I'm...fine." As I said this I couldn't help but notice how closely Alice held herself to me. Her knees touched my side and she was leaning over my body, her hair tickling my neck. Then one of my many memories surfaced. Screw her. She just had to go and kiss me and screw everything up. And now that I thought about it, I wasn't completely sure I hadn't kissed her back...

My head hurt.

A few minutes passed. Neither of us she buried her head in my chest and I heard her making sobbing noises softly. Her body slightly rumbled as she cried. I lifted her face to look at me.

"Alice"?
Tears ran down her cheecks and dropped onto the sheets.

"Alice, what's wrong"?

"I...was...worried...about...you."

"You were worried? About...me? I didn't know, I mean... usually only people who are are in love with someone act like this when they're hurt, and I"...

Her wary vulnerable expression suddenly twisted into her usual scowl, and she pushed herself away, wiping the tears from her face. She crossed her arms.
"Of course I was worried about my manservant. Don't flatter yourself."

I felt a sinking feeling in my chest when Alice got off the bed. She stretched and walked across the room, about to leave."I'm going to go tell everyone your awake."

That was when I noticed it.
"Alice"!
She turned around.

"Why...is...everything...so...different"...?

She smirked. "We were in the Abyss for a long time, Oz."

I felt like I was having a panic attack. "What"?!

She chuckled, then shut the door.

Then I was left to wonder what the heck that box in the corner with the black screen and silver buttons was, or the machine next to my bed was that had numbers on it was. It went from 12:21 to 12:22 as I watched it. My gaze then focused on yet another unidentifiable object on the desk across from my bed. It was small and black, a sleek rectangular object with the word Toshiba scrawled in bold silver letters on the top.I shuddered. Then I heard beeping.

Before it had been nothing but subtle white noise. But then it was all I could hear. I whipped my head from side to side searching for the source of this odd sound and noticed yet another strange machine beside me. It had a screen on it too, with peculiar green zigzag ing lines. Then I saw a bag of clear liquid attached to it eith a tube coming out, going...into my arm. It was going into my arm! What was the stuff they were injecting into me? Who were they? I panicked and ripped the tube from my arm. It stung. Blood flowed out of a tiny whole in my skin, but I didn't care. It was oddly comforting to watch the crimson drain from my body onto the bed and the sheets. Drip, drip, drip.

It was the only thing in my life right now that was constant. Maybe a little too constant...

Drip, drip, drip.

It wasn't stopping.

"Alice, what is this place"? I whispered.