Author's note: I do not own Negima or any of the characters. All from Ken Akamatsu, author of Negima! Magister Negi Magi.
***The first few chapters have been edited and slightly revised by my good friend Lol Reality, who will be co-writing and continuing to edit and revise this story from now on, while she continues "Sakurazaki Setsuna".***
This story is set after the events of the manga.
Chapter 1: Lost
-Setsuna's POV-
Everything was dark. And the pain all over my body suddenly felt 'real' when I thought I was dreaming- or dead. Normally, I would be in panic not knowing where I was or what was happening around me. Instead, I knew that I have been lying on something comfortable and part of my mind brought me to the point of letting myself just go with it. It's quite nice here anyway. Maybe I can relax for a little while.. or more than a little while.. WAIT. What is this feeling? Something's not right. This is not..
"How's the girl doing?"
"I think she's having a nightmare or something.. And her body is soaked in sweat."
"Again? We have to do something to wake her up. We can't let her fall further into unconsciousness. Let's change her clothes then carry her out. We'll start the curatio. It's the last hope we've got."
"Yes, master."
What's that voice? What're they talking about? Change my clothes? Wait, what..
I felt a warm hand sliding around my back and the thought of being naked in front of someone horrified me. Using my full strength, I forced my body to get up from where I was and a bright light tore my eyes as my head smacked on something hard.. really hard. The bright light faded into nothing.
-normal POV-
"MIZU!" A woman ran down to check on a young lady who was knocked out by the sudden impact on her head. Her silky red wavy hair swayed as she shook the girl in her arms. She wore tiny glasses that suited her sharp yet seductive eyes. A tell-tale white doctor's coat covered her body.
"Ow- My head.." Said the girl, pushing herself again from the bed. She had her hand on her forehead where she could feel the blood painfully pumping every second, making her want to rip her brain out of her head.
"Are you okay?" The red haired woman stood up. "I never thought you'd wake up this way, poor thing." she continued with a chuckle.
"Yes.. I'm fine. Somehow. "
"Lay down for a while I'll bring you some medicine."
Without waiting for a response, she turned her back and walked out of the room leaving a bewildered alone- well, at least she thought she was alone.
"Uhm.."
"Hm?"
Setsuna brought her eyes down to meet a beautiful young lady sitting on a floor. Her face grew red as she saw how beautiful she was. That innocent beautiful face reminded her of someone. A face she would never get tired of looking at. Someone she felt devoted to, and someone she'd give her life for. But, who was it? Her vision blurred slightly as confused tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Wh- Why are you Crying? What's wrong?"
She could not hear anything. Or rather, she wasn't paying attention to anything the other girl was saying. She tried so hard to remember, remember this person who made her heart clench so painfully. Her grip on the blanket tightened. Her half-closed eyes gazed down at nothing in particular.
"I- I can't.."
Her voice was small and she trembled as she spoke. Who am I? Where am I? What happened? My head.. My chest.. It hurts..
"Uhh, are you okay? You can talk to me if you'd like to.. Maybe I can help you out."
The swordsman finally noticed the girl in front of her. Her beautiful face pained her heart. "Who.. am I?" She managed to let her shaking voice out. "I- I cant.. I can't remember.. anything.."
"Oh my.. What on earth happened to her?" The red haired woman spoke. Standing still at the door side, she was holding a tray of medicine and water, her worried eyes fixed on the girl on the bed.