Hello there everyone! I've decided to make another fic…I've got another chapter written for Pain Lies Beneath, but I thought you might like my other fics just until I get that typed up! Anyhoo, you know the deal- Read, and review please:)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the SNK characters…you should know this by now, common, peoples!

Chapter 1: Memory Loss?

"What? What do you mean?" Kyo exclaimed, then the hospital secretary replied with a slightly bored voice.

"Yes, you are on his emergency call list, Mr. Kusanagi."

"But, h-how is he? Is he hurt really bad?" Kyo almost had the urge to throw down the phone in desperation.

"He's in critical condition. That's all I know."

"God…" Kyo caught himself before he could say anything else to the secretary. "I'm heading over there, bye." Kyo hung up the phone, and put on his leather, black jacket. He headed out in his motorcycle, hoping that he wouldn't get caught going 65MPH in a 45MPH zone. Once there, he got off quickly, and headed inside the hospital. (Fuck…it's all my fault…) Kyo went over to the front, where he asked what room his friend was in.

"He's in a critical condition room right now."

"Let me speak to the doctors, I've gotta see him-"

"Sorry sir, but-"

"Get a doctor out here, please." Kyo tried to calm down before he said something he'd regret later on.

"Sir, all the doctors are busy, I can't-"

"It's all right, I'll take care of this." Another voice startled Kyo, who turned to face the person quickly. It was a doctor.

"Mr. Kusanagi?"

"Yeah, that's me." Kyo could already see the bad news coming.

"You're waiting here for Mr. Nikaido, is that right?" The doctor asked, taking off his gloves.

"Y-yeah, that's right." Kyo tried to swallow the knot in his throat.

"Well, I'm afraid that Mr. Nikaido has a 80 chance in having lost his memories."

"All of them?" Kyo looked shocked.

"Yes. Until he awakes, we will know what the damage to his head did to him." The doctor responded, looking at Kyo, who cursed under his breath.

"God, it's all my fault…" Kyo looked around for a second, then looked at the doctor, who just raised his eyebrow in question.

"What do you mean, it's all your fault?" The doctor asked.

"I mean that this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't let him go out drunk, I-"

"Drunk?" The doctor interrupted him.

"Yea, he got mad at me, trying to fight with me. I told him no, but he punched me, so I tackled him, trying to hold his hands above his head so he could stop. I let him get up, and he headed off in his car, I should've stopped him."

"Now, were you drunk, too?"

"No, he just came to my house, drunk." Kyo replied, biting his lip slightly.

"Well, if there was nothing you could do about that…then it's not your fault that your friend choose to drive drunk. Luckily, he didn't involve any cars, just a street pole. He flew out the windshield…" A nurse gave him a clipboard. He looked at it, and continued. "…and the impact made him have huge damage to his head…you're friend is lucky. Not many people survive going through the windshield." The doctor replied, looking at his clipboard again. Kyo didn't say anything as the doctor handed him the clipboard.

"Sign here, please. You will take responsibility for him since his parents are in America, right?"

"Yes sir." Kyo signed it, then handed it to the doctor.

"Okay, you can go see him now, but I don't think that he'll be conscious for a while." The doctor lead him to the room.

"I know that…" Kyo replied softly, then headed into the room slowly. He stood at the door for a moment, just looking at Benimaru's battered body. Kyo looked away for a while, refusing to look at him. (Why? Why did this have to happen? And what will I tell him when he wakes up?) Kyo thought, then heard a voice in his head. (IF he wakes up) Kyo shut his eyes tightly, letting the voice clutter him with thoughts of his guilt. (It's all your fault, you're the reason he's in this condition, you're-)

"Shut up!" Kyo suddenly exploded. He looked at Benimaru's figure on the bed, suddenly scared that at the thought of waking him, but he hadn't even flinched. He sat down in the chair next to Benimaru's bed, holding his head in his hands. It was going to take a long time for Benimaru to heal…he knew that by heart, that Benimaru would make it…(He will…) Kyo thought, clenching his fists together tightly.

"He'll make it out…"

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Well, how did you guys think of that for a start? Heh, well let me know what you think, okay? Please review! Later, peace:D