'Black. Black. Black. The entire world was made up of black. But what was black?'

The man who these thoughts belonged to groaned and slowly opened his eyes revealing a shade of piercing blue. His messy blond hair was circling his head almost in a halo as the man groaned again squinting his eyes against the harsh white light. 'White. White. White. But what is white?' slowly his eyes adjust to the brightness and he is able to look around the room he is in. 'it's a hospital.' his mind supplied. But why was he here? How did he get here? He didn't know. He rubs his eyes still bleary from sleep. Glancing around him, he saw the patient information clipboard. Reading over the paper it said that he had been in a serious car wreck and had been in a coma for two months. His mind slowly pulled up groggy pictures of a car and then an explanation for a coma. Confused he lays back down wishing his name had been on the clip board because he didn't remember that. Or anything about himself for that matter.

Suddenly the door opens slowly and a slim boy enters the room. He has blonde hair with a cross Barrett pinning some of it to the side. He also has sad looking eyes. His mind groggily pulls up an image of the boy. He knows him. He is sure of it. But he can't recall his name or where he knows him from. The boy has a vase of flowers in his hands. He sets the flowers down on the nightstand giving a weary sigh.

"H-hallo?" he calls to the boy, voice hoarse from disuse. The boy spins around his arm knocking the case to the ground with a resounding crash. The boy's eyes are wide open in shock and he whispers

"Matthias?" his voice is shaking in disbelief.

The boys shock confused him. Unsure if the name the boy called was his or not he answered "um... Ja?"

The boy takes a brisk step towards the bed and leans over hugging him tightly "I thought you would never wake up." the boy says voice hoarse from tears unshed. The boy doesn't yet realize that something is terribly wrong.

Frowning deeply Matthias asks meekly obviously confused and a bit frightened, "why wouldn't I wake up...?"

the boy smiles tiredly pulling away from him. "You have been in a coma for two months. We thought you wouldn't wake."

Though Matthias had read the clipboard he was still extremely confused and looking for answers "coma?... But why?" his eyes wide a lot like a lost child.

The boy sighs, but still thinking this was natural for him he answers "you had a car wreck. Don't you remember? You went out with gilbert. I don't know if you were drunk or not at the time but another drunk driver ran a red light and took out your car."

Matthias frowned again thinking hard but his mind kept drawing a blank.

"N-nej... I don't remember anything."

A worried look crosses over the boy's face.

"Matthias. What's the last thing you remember?"

Matthias shook his head internally starting to freak out. 'Why can't I remember anything?' he thinks.

"I...I-I don't remember anything...a-at all..." he replies hoarsely

"Ahhh. Forgive me I must have startled you." the boy takes a step back from the bed to give him some space. "Your name is Matthias Kholer. And I am Lukas bondevick. It is nice too meet you. You had an accident where your injuries caused you to fall into a coma and apparently lose your memory." he explains quickly.

Matthias' face seemed to be etched in a permanent frown as he asks lightly

"I knew you right? Before the accident?"

Lukas nods curtly "yes but that is irrelevant. I will not expect you to be the same do not feel that I am here waiting for your memories to return. Our past doesn't matter merely the future. The impression you gain from me now is the one you should depend on. Do not feel obligated to a past you don't remember."

"But... I can't just not try to remember... I mean, it was my life, everything that made me 'me'... I can't just throw that away... I don't know how I'm supposed to be, the things I like the people I care about..." Matthias stared down into his lap trying not to show how depressed this made him.

"You relearn them. Maybe you will like the same things. Maybe you won't. If they will come back, it will be naturally. No amount of straining on your part will help that. I can try to help you gain them back by exposing you to things you once knew but there is no guarantee that will work. You can't force your memories. So for now, you learn to live again." Lukas says all of this simply like it's no big deal but inside a horrid desolate feeling of loneliness is starting to settle over his chest.

"But I will remember eventually right...? I won't stay like this?" Matthias asked looking up at Lukas hopefully. He felt weak and pathetic and it wasn't a feeling he liked.

"I do not know. Maybe they will and maybe they won't. That's why it's important for you to form your own opinions instead of trying to rely on those you don't remember."

Matthias stared at him not liking that answer one bit. Shouldn't this man be trying to cheer him up instead of depressing him this way? He goes back to staring at his lap thoughtfully.

Lukas announces "I will go speak to your doctors about checking you out and then we can discuss where you will live among other things as well alright?"

Matthias nodded again "alright... Tak..." he says softly. Lukas nods going out and speaking with the doctors before heading down to his car and making a call to Sweden

"Hej. Berwald. We have a problem."

"Wh't 's 't?"

"He doesn't remember anything. He's awake but he remembers nothing at all. Can you pick up ice and Tino and come on over to my house to help out? That's where I'm going to take him. It's safest. Who knows what could happen if he stays here alone."

"Ja I agree w' w'll see y'o s'n"

Berwald hangs up the phone and Lukas sits there for a few more minutes before heading back inside to finish checking Matthias out of the hospital.

Back in the room Matthias runs a hand down his face in frustration. All of this was a lot to take in. He had so many questions but he was unsure how to word them. Lukas eventually returns a set of the Danes usual clothing in his hand.

"Here you can wear these until we get to a store and figure out what you like ok?"

Matthias nodded, slowly sitting upright, his muscles quite a bit sore from sleeping for two months. Lukas steps forward helping him from the bed.

"Do you need help dressing?"

Matthias nodded faintly "Ja I might..." he replied. He hadn't expected to be this stiff. But truthfully he hadn't known what to expect at all. Once he is standing he glances down at the clothing flushing in embarrassment when he wasn't sure how to put them on.

Lukas notices this and swiftly undresses him and patiently teaches him how to work all of the different buttons and clasps. "There all done." he proclaims when he finishes. When Lukas glances up at Matthias it is to find his cheeks flushed from the embarrassment of not being able to dress himself. Matthias stands there feeling stupid for not being able to do the simplest things.

"Tak" Matthias says lightly trying not to let it show.

Lukas smiles up at him gently before pushing him back into a sitting position on the hospital bed. "Don't worry about it. It's not a big deal nothing to be embarrassed about." Lukas then sits in the chair beside the bed and says slowly so as not to alarm Matthias. "I know that you have only really just met me but I think it's best if you come to live with Me." he says gently.

Matthias nodded in relief "Ja. I wouldn't know where else to go anyway." he admits with a wary laugh.

"I can show you where you used to live and you can pick out some things to bring with you if you like." Lukas offers carefully as he helps him stand and they head toward the elevators. Matthias nods his head again "ja that sounds great to Me." he says feeling relieved and grateful at this boys help for he still felt uneasy on his feet. They climb into the elevator and as it gives a lurch Lukas glances at his companion thinking ' well my life is about to get very interesting.'