Hi everyone! I'm back... after not writing for so long! I hate to admit it but I've had a lot happen in the past few months. But despite everything that's happened, I've gained a new inspiration, and many new ideas for storylines. I hope you like this one; I've been playing around with the idea of amnesia for a while now and I think I've figured out how I want to write about it.

Please read and review! I'm working on the next chapter right now (: Let me know what you all think!

Thanks!

You see it in movies. Soap operas have used the same storyline over and over. Sometimes, it's bright and sunny. More often than not, it's raining so dreadfully hard that not even the windshield wipers are able to keep up with the flood pouring over the car glass.

She tries to drive as carefully as she can, but it's impossible to tell if she's in the right lane. Hell, the storm's so bad she can't even tell where she is anymore. She curses her bad luck; of course it would rain this hard right when she was on her way home. Another complaint comes out of her mouth, and then a second later, a bright light comes around out of nowhere.

She panics. First she tries to drive faster, thinking she can bypass the coming truck. But it would be safer to avoid the colossal road monster altogether, and she presses her breaks.

Oh shit. The rain's pouring so hard, and the roads are so wet that even the brand new brake pedals she had installed less than a month ago couldn't stop her car. She screams, a loud crashing noise erupts, and everything fades to black.

If she's lucky, she's fine. A lot of times, in the movies, they are. Sometimes, depending on the script, she could end up dead. The female lead would leave this world, and the last few scenes are of her loved ones grieving, and those who wronged her repenting and learning from their mistakes.

But there's another possibility. She could wake up in a strange looking room, surrounded by people she doesn't recognize. She hears them gasp, scream, laugh and yell. Confusion takes over her system as she tries, albeit fruitlessly, to process what's going on.

And they touch her. They hold her, hug her and tell her how happy they are that she's awake and that there's nothing wrong with them. She smiles and says her thanks, clears her throat, and asks the one thing that has been on her mind since the beginning of the entire ordeal.

"Who am I?"

Serena shifted on the hard cushion of her seat, feeling the restlessness creep up into her chest for the millionth time that day. She was on her way to Juuban, her old "hometown". At least, that's what she was told.

Two months, she thought to herself. Two months had passed since the dreadful accident that took away all semblance of her memory, and left her as a stranger in what was supposed to be her own life. Indeed, the past sixty days have run both slowly and far too quickly; she found herself lost in a whirl of information, supposed friends coming in to reintroduce themselves and parents who seem lost in their own version of despair. Not that she could blame them; if anything, she sympathized with the aging couple more than she pitied her own sullen situation.

And it was exactly that looming depression and hopelessness that drove her back to the place everybody seemed to know so much about. Juuban. Even the doctors at the hospital agreed that revisiting certain places that were somehow significant to her previous memories might help her recover more quickly. That nostalgia would somehow arouse her senses and bring the old Tsukino Serena back.

Frankly, she didn't know how she felt about the whole thing. A part of her was thankful, and saw the trip not only as an extended vacation but as a sort of "get out of jail free" card that would allow her to get away from the darkened atmosphere of her Tokyo home. Another part of her, however, felt hurt, and the question of her worth without the memories that are supposed to come along with the identity nagged at her from the back of her mind.

"Are you excited, cousin?" a chipper voice asked, effectively distracting the blonde from her previous thoughts. She stared at the equally blonde girl sitting across from her and smiled. "Yeah," she replied, nodding slightly. "I just… I'm not sure what to expect, is all."

Mina smiled. "I bet!" she exclaimed a little too loudly for the little train compartment they shared. "I was honestly a little surprised when Aunt Irene called and asked me to pick you up. I thought you were coming here for a weekend or something; I didn't think you wanted to live here for a while."

The quieter blonde shook her head. "Tokyo was just a little too crowded for me, I guess," she explained. "And I figured getting away would help me recover a little better. Besides, what can go wrong in Juuban?" she asked with a slight smile.

Mina gulped. "Y...Yeah," she replied a few seconds afterwards. "What can go wrong in Juuban…?"