Satone took a deep breath and twisted the handle. She pushed the door to the hospital room open and the girl inside jumped at her new visitor. The dark haired girl turned her head away from the window and saw Satone standing in the doorway. The pink haired girl smiled, glad she was okay, and rushed over to hug her.

"I'm so glad you're okay, Rikka," Satone said, clinging to her. Rikka quickly pulled away from her.

"Um, who are you?" she asked. "I've never met you before." Satone's bright smile fell and she backed away from Rikka.

"Oh… you don't… remember me," Satone said slowly.

"I don't even know if I've met you," Rikka replied.

"Ahahahaha, that's okay, I'm nobody anyways! I must have the wrong room, sorry," Satone said. She managed to keep herself sounding as happy as she can despite the fact she was about to cry. She ran out of the room suddenly and out of the building. She kept running until she was in the streets of the city. Satone turned into an alleyway and tripped, landing face first on the ground. She sat up and curled up into a ball and started crying. She soon heard soft footsteps behind her. Her head whipped up and she turned to see Rikka standing there, staring down at her.

"Are you okay? Did I say something wrong?" Rikka asked. She had followed her all the way out here.

"No, nothing's wrong. Well…. you were someone important to me, but…. it seems you lost your memory," Satone answered. She turned to leave again, but Rikka took hold of her hand and kept her from leaving.

"Was I really that important to you?" Satone nodded. "Well, then maybe…. we can try again?"

"You'd be willing to do that for a… stranger? You'd do it for someone who can only say you were important?" Satone asked.

"Yes, I believe you. Do you want to try?" Rikka said. Satone nodded again. "Then, lets go try. I'm sure we'll have fun together!" Satone smiled as the shorter girl pulled her through the streets. The girl she had always loved was back at last.