Disclaimer: I don't own any parts of the Yu-Gi-Oh, Digimon or Pokémon franchises. All copyrighted materials belong to the appropriate owners. This is a non-profitable story, written purely for entertainment.

Author's Notes: My first Yu-Gi-Oh fic which also happens to be a major crossover. For starters, it's going to have characters from the Pokémon and Digimon anime, and possibly more as I continue to plot.

Blank, The Memory Game

.: A Tactless Tales Production :.

Chapter 1

Awakenings, Takato…

He could feel the muscles in his cheeks struggle awake.

It was still dark, as expected when seen through shut eyes. They refused to respond the orders his brain sent them, stuttering wearily instead. He couldn't remember the last time he was this tired. Then he realised, that that was because he had never been this tired before.

His arms felt tense, his legs long bricks extending from his level resting chest. The air was cold and extremely heavy, pressing down on him, further immobilizing his already stiff body. But … wasn't it supposed to be summer? For the moment, he could only hope the small warmth raising and dropping his chest in faint motions would spread to the rest of him.

After what felt like hours of forming half answers to rising questions, his fingers finally learnt to twitch again. But the instinctive search for the closet thread of coverlet returned strange results.

The mattress beneath him was hard and frozen. As his palms continued to wonder about the cold surface he slept on, it became obvious that this was not a mattress at all, not even a bed in fact. It felt much more like … the floor! He'd fallen off the bed a fair share during his younger days, but the abrupt crash was always enough to disturb him from even the deepest of sleeps. There had to be another explanation.

Then, another shocking realisation. Somewhere in the past few minutes, his eyes had found the strength to awaken. Yet, it was all still dark!

The shock of even the slightest possibility of blindness hit him hard, investing enough fear to have him push through fatigued muscle in a frantic attempt to reach a sitting position. Swallowing down a dry throat, he panicked about the black realm until he discovered a hard wall with his back. He groaned loudly at the sudden impact.

A door creak startled him into an upright position against the wall. From as far as he could see across the room, an extremely luminous white invaded the area, burning his eyes that had adapted to prior darkness. The light took the rectangular form a door with streaks sprouting out in all directions.

He squinted ahead, slowly getting re-acquainted with the light, and saw a petit shadow standing in the doorway. Given its small frame and the outline of a skirt, he concluded the figure was a girl. As she approached him, the darkness that basked around her form was converted to pure white, progressively revealing her features.

Long strands of lavender hair fell about her shoulders, varying slightly from the darker, navy tone of her knee length skirt. Her mauve eyes stared at him directly, almost questioning, then they turned thankful. She formed a weak smile, her rosy lips quite a contrast from her pale complexion.

"Takato!" She suddenly squealed in excitement. His heart jumped to the heights her high pitch took it. "I knew you'd be okay, I told them you'd be okay!"

Takato thought of confessing his confusion but his blank face did it all for him. She sighed, frowning sadly at him.

"It's me! Visyaki! But…" Her big eyes grew miserable. "You don't remember do you? Not me … Not anything." She sighed again, tilting her head a little. "I know they said you wouldn't remember anything. That you'd have to work for it, but…" She took a long blink. "I don't know. It sounds selfish, but, I just thought … you'd remember me, at least…"

Having seen her smile when she first recognized him, he would have done anything to have it replace the disappointment etched into her features at the moment. He looked at her, narrowing his eyes as he tried to force the memories back. But all the strain in the world wouldn't help him recover what he lost. "I'm sorry…"

She let out a huge sigh and dipped her head sadly. It was strange; as far as he knew, he had never met this girl, yet, to see her like this … upset him.

"It's okay." She smiled bravely, troubled eyes betraying her. "I should thank them anyway, and so should you. At least you're back, right? And they did say you would recover fully if you put your heart to it. They're actually hoping for it as much as I am. They need you too."

"They?" A barrage of questions flooded his mind. He couldn't hold them any longer. "Where am I? And, who exactly are you? Why am I here? And why -"

She raised a hand to calm him. "You'll find out soon enough," is all she said. "Here," she lowered an open hand to him. "Stand up."

With her help, he did just that. It felt oddly comfortable to be on his feet again. Now standing, he looked down at her shorter frame. If she hadn't raised her eyes, she'd have been looking straight at his chest.

"Three things." Without warning she grabbed hold of his hand. A bluish mist shrouded her small hand, before wafting over to his wrist. Its chilly aura caught him off guard, causing him to flinch a little. "Relax," she instructed.

He watched in awe as the mist began to materialize into some sort of device around his wrist.

"Duel Disk!" She announced at the second the transformation was complete. She grabbed his other hand, and in much the same fashion, a pack of cards had materialised in his palm. "Deck! Don't worry. I made it myself, with all your favourite cards! And I put a little manual there, just in case." She winked. "And finally…"

Her palms grabbed onto either side of his head as she pulled her face uncomfortably close to his. He couldn't deny her touch was warm, and with her face so close to his it was so much easier to notice how somewhat attractive her features were and how he… he blushed at the thought and quickly ripped his gaze away from her eyes.

"Goggles!" She giggled. He hadn't even felt them form around his head. "Yep. That's it. That's all you'll need for now. I better send you off. You've got a long way to go!"

"Wait!" He surprised himself with the urgent request. "Wait, you mean you're leaving me alone? Again?"

She frowned. "Sorry, but this isn't the time or place for a heartening reunion. What I can promise is that this isn't the last time I'll see you!' She said, suddenly cheering up. "Tata!"

And with a snap of her fingers, everything shone brighter and brighter, until he was forced to shut his eyes…

End of Chapter 1