"Does she even remember anything?"
"I don't think so, she's been asleep for so long. I doubt she'd be able to speak or function properly for a while."
Asleep?
What do you mean asleep? I took a nap, not that it makes such a difference from sleeping. Though I do prefer naps for their much shorter duration. What are those voices? Who owns those voices? What's happening? What are they talk about? Are they talking about me? Wait, where am I?
My eyes flutter open, slowly, adjusting to the bright rays of light passing through my eyes. Its blinding, it hurts. I can't move properly, my limbs are all stiff and I want to rub my eyes. I want to move. What greets me are the crimson eyes of a man who I can't quite remember yet something at the back of my mind is itching at me that I know him. I'm trying hard to remember but all it gives me is a headache I can't tolerate. I feel like a wreck, I feel like hell.
"How are you feeling? Do you know me?" The man looks into my eyes with worry.
"No. I do not. Who are you? Where am I? Who am..."
I stop dead.
What's my name? Wait, what? I don't... I'm about to reply to him but then again I'm not sure on what I am going to say.
What in the world? What is my name? Why am I not sure? Does this man know my name?
Its almost mind shattering. I attempt to move from my current sleeping position, my body is stiff and aching in some parts. The man is quick to notice my struggle, I've barely moved an inch and he's already carefully trying to sit me up in the most gentle way possible. He has remarkably soft hands, gentle movements, a handsome face. Its mesmerizing. I stare at his face way too long than I expected, his eyes are the color of blood, his hair neatly tied by a red string that keeps his face neat and attractive. I can't help but just let my eyes wander.
"My name is Uchiha Itachi. Have you no memory of me?" Itachi speaks gently.
"I.. I have nothing. What is my name? What is.. I do not remember. Where am I?" Everything is hazy, my memory is hazy.
"On where you are, it is for another time. What matters is that you are safe. I will keep you safe. Do you understand?"
Why won't he tell me my name? Why won't he tell me where I am, where we are?
Why do I even keep asking myself? I won't get anywhere, I can't remember a single thing which explains my lack of urgency on being in this kind of situation. I am empty, which makes things even worse because I feel like a drooling idiot for having no emotions or urgency on my current situation. I am with a man I do not know yet knows me, I am in a place that seems secluded and cut off from the world. I do not know who I am or where I come from. I know nothing. Cruel as it sounds, I cannot even find any reason to panic or just make a run for it.
"Are you hungry? How are you feeling? You were asleep for quite a while, half a year at most." Itachi sits by my bed and brings his hand close to my cheek, he tucks a few loose strands of hair behind my ear.
"Half... A year? I lost that much time? It felt like a nap. Do you know my name? What's my name? Where do I come from? I don't remember. O can't remember." Everything is a hazy cloud in my head.
"Your name is Mori. That's what we call you here." Mori. Like Memory.