Had some time on my hands before school started, decided to write a bunch of fanfic. I realized I really liked the amnesia cliche but I had barely used it in a fics so I immediately wrote a fic involving it.

This fic is entirely finished I'm just posting it over time.

I have a ton of other fics I've started but haven't finished or haven't committed to actually finishing so I haven't posted them. Maybe I'll talk about their premises later and ask what I should focus on before school starts.

Anyway I hope you enjoy this amnesia fic! It's 11 chapters long.

My name is Fuyuki Hinata and I live an average boring life. You would think by 19 I would have least met some aliens or something by now, but nooooo.

Fuyuki sighed as he finished typing his latest blog entry on his occult mystery blog. He was tired. Leaning back in his office chair he stared up at the ceiling trying to memorize the weird events in his life.

There was nothing extraordinary. Everything he had investigated turned out to have a wholly scientific explanation. There was no such thing as ghosts, no such thing as life in space, nothing. He had tried to browse all sorts of space websites about the latest discoveries on the planets in their solar systems or probes out in space but there was no evidence of aliens whatsoever besides some frozen micro organisms on mars.

When I was a kid I always liked to think that I'd have a big adventure or something. I could just imagine myself in middle school meeting some sort of alien invader and befriending him and starting friendship between our two species. Fuyuki tried to imagine what this hypothetical alien would look like. His mind was plagued by 'little green men'.

His middle school adventure had never happened though. His middle school years had been wholly uneventful, besides some odd events that turned out to be due to the Nishizawa organization building islands or something along that line. He wasn't really interested in mysteries that had to do with human activity though.

By Fuyuki's first few years in high school it became clear that his childhood dreams of meeting aliens might not actually happen. A chance encounter was not in the stars for him.

Despite the fact that his school life hadn't been terrible, he had made one good lifelong friend after all, Fuyuki still felt sad for some reason.

Maybe it's because of Natsumi. He thought to himself. Natsumi was always yelling at him to get his head out of the stars and start focusing on the people around him and the world around him. She said there were "important things he had to realize that he just couldn't comprehend because he was always fantasizing about the unbelievable."

Fuyuki checked his phone, seeing a text from his sister now.

"You better not be on your occult blog talking about aliens!" Natsumi texted him. "Fuyuki, this was all fun and games when you were a child but it's weird now that you're an adult. Aliens aren't going to come out of the sky and abduct you!"

Natsumi's words continued to seep with common sense that Fuyuki never listened to.

That's where you're wrong, sis. Fuyuki thought to himself. Aliens do exist. They do abduct people. And I have proof.

Perhaps he'd have lost hope long ago about aliens existing, mysteries that had to do with the occult being able to be uncovered, but he had encountered one unnatural still mysterious event. Natsumi had too she just insisted that it was 'unfortunate' using her common sense goggles.

There was one beacon of hope in Fuyuki's life that made him believe alien abductions did in fact exist. One mystery he desperately needed to solve and connect to aliens no matter what. Everyone else told him that this event had nothing to do with aliens- even his best friend, Momoka, his only occult club member, repeatedly told him that his desperation to uncover the truth borderlined on obsession.

But he didn't give up.

Fuyuki quickly walked downstairs to greet the mystery that was his beacon of hope. He quickly found her cutting vegetables in the kitchen and making boxed lunches so he could take a break from his college classes that day and eat.

"Hey Mois!" He greeted, smiling.

The girl at the counter looked up and beamed. "Good afternoon!" She had longer silver hair than when he had first met her and she now dressed more normal, but Fuyuki still liked the idea that her original clothing that he had met her in hadn't been human.

The day he met Mois had been life changing. He still remembered the day like it had been yesterday. Although it was the most important day in Mois's life it had also been the most important day in his.

Fuyuki couldn't remember why he was crying. The first thing he remembered about that day was that tears had soaked his face.

Reaching up to pat his wet face, he couldn't quite understand it. The tears won't stop. He wasn't sobbing but the crying was still happening.

And he had this feeling of sadness in his gut. Like someone very precious to him had died or something. It was the feeling of loss. He had felt it everyday when he thought of his adventuring father somewhere out there, but he couldn't quite pinpoint why he was feeling it now.

Does...Does it have to do with aliens? ...Does it have to do with the fact that Natsumi doesn't believe I'll ever find them? Maybe it was finally hitting him that nobody really believed in his fantasies. That he'd always be alone on this planet never able to reach out and uncover the mysteries of the universe.

His mother, Natsumi, none of them liked aliens as much as him. Only Momoka, his one occult member listened to him.

But for some reason even Momoka couldn't stop his crying. And he couldn't remember for the life of him why he was sad.

He numbly pulled himself off the floor. Maybe he was just lonely. He could feel the tenseness of being alone.

He decided to walk downstairs to find Natsumi. She might be in her room. She might have been helping out a club, he wasn't quite sure.

Maybe she's in the backyard. Fuyuki had remembered thinking. With...With...He had stopped on the stairs as he tried to think. There was just static at the idea of Natsumi being in the backyard with someone.

With who? Fuyuki remembered thinking. The idea that Natsumi had been in the backyard was instantaneous. But he could not figure out why he had that sudden thought. Oh! Suddenly he realized why Natsumi would be there.

She's with that neighborhood cat. Mom never did let us keep a pet. Fuyuki decided. He continued walking down the stairs.

Before he could make it to the backyard Natsumi skidded in front of him. "Fuyuki!" She yelled.

Fuyuki noticed that despite surprise coating her face her eyes also looked red and puffy. Like she had been glum too.

Maybe Fuyuki hadn't been the only one feeling lonely. He had heard that siblings sometimes felt the same emotions.

"Sis!" Fuyuki hurried over and hug her to hug the loneliness out of both of them.

Although Natsumi leaned into the hug a bit she quickly pushed him off trying to act responsible and like the older sibling. "Don't act all friendly, mister! You invited a girl over, didn't you? That's cute and all but what about Momoka?"

Fuyuki just looked confused, about a lot of things. "Um...I never invited anyone over."

Natsumi tugged at his sleeve and led him to the living room. "Then who the heck is that? You better have an explanation, mister! Because I sure as heck didn't invite this person inside." Natsumi pointed.

Fuyuki gasped when he saw what Natsumi was pointing to. A girl was lying on the living room floor, completely collapsed. She hadn't made a movement or peep despite Natsumi's noise.

Just like Natsumi though Fuyuki's first thoughts weren't on the girl's condition and the fact that she might be unconscious or something. Instead it was on the girl's odd appearance. She didn't look japanese, that was for sure but there were other odd things about her. Her hair was silver which wasn't that odd. But what really took Fuyuki's attention was her odd clothes.

She seemed to be lying on something that looked like a hula hoop? Draped around her shoulders it was attached to something like a cape or a blanket. Fuyuki wasn't sure why it was there. She had an odd hat on with pieces of it somewhere on the floor. Where had those pieces come from? Fuyuki wasn't sure.

Besides that she had some odd hand cuffs and a collar with designs that Fuyuki couldn't recognize from any of his occult readings. She had boots on despite it being indoors and bloomers along with a shirt without shoulders or sleeves.

"She's dressed so skimpily, Fuyuki!" Natsumi could see Fuyuki eyeing her clothing. "Please tell me you didn't ask her to dress like that."

"I don't know her." Fuyuki admitted. "I don't recognize her."

"Then how did she get inside?" Natsumi asked. She gasped. "The glass door was still open while I was outside looking for the cat, did she somehow get over the fence and wander inside?"

Fuyuki wasn't too sure. "How'd she collapse?"

Natsumi's eyes widened in horror. Before responding she quickly rushed forward and grabbed the girl trying to get a response. Before she could put her head on her chest to make sure she had a heart beat the girl stirred and opened her eyes.

"Thank god! I thought you were unconscious and I had been too stupid to notice!" Natsumi smiled. "It looked like you just fainted or something though. Still requires medical attention but you aren't dead or something!"

Oh. We didn't know if she was alive or not. Fuyuki realized. That could have been a disaster. Imagine if they had had a murder in their house or something?

The girl looked confused as she looked at Fuyuki and Natsumi. She rubbed her golden eyes.

Fuyuki could now see that there was a cell phone in her hand. It was a flip phone and it had a keychain with a star on it.

His eyes sparkled. Stars! It's a sign! This woman...She must have come from the stars!

"Who are you?" The girl asked. "Where am I?"

Natsumi sighed. "That's my question. How'd you get in my house? No...Better question what are you doing in our house?"

The girl still looked confused. Then she started trembling like she was scared. She scooted away from Natsumi and put her hands on her head as if she was trying to protect herself from Natsumi's rage. "I don't know!" She answered. "I don't remember!"

Natsumi immediately changed her tone and stance seeing that a girl was afraid. She no longer was confrontational or aggressive. She tried to look soothing. "It's okay. It's okay. You don't have to answer." She glanced at Fuyuki. "I think maybe she wandered in accidentally? And then fainted." She whispered.

"Or it was aliens!" Fuyuki's eyes sparkled. "Um...Hey? Can you tell me your name?" Fuyuki asked. "What do you remember last? Was it being beamed up to an alien space ship?"

Natsumi whacked him.

The girl's fear didn't ease up though. She still shivered. "I...I don't know. I don't remember anything! There's nothing there!"

Natsumi stopped being annoyed at Fuyuki, immediately becoming worried. "Nothing? Like...Okay you don't have to figure out how you ended up here, but what about your name? Your parents? Address?"

The girl shook her head. "I...I don't know anything like that!" She looked like she was on the verge of panic, or near tears.

Fuyuki knew that this girl was likely as human as him. Only a human would panic in that way. But he was confident that aliens had taken her memories. "I bet you were abducted-"

The girl looked more frightened.

"Shut up." Natsumi hushed him, getting closer to the girl to try to reassure her. "You have a phone." She pointed out. "I bet you have some information on it. Like contact numbers or ID or something."

The girl tried to calm herself down and nodded pulling out the flip phone.

"I bet you accidentally hit your head on our table when you fainted. Maybe you're experiencing short term memory loss or something." Natsumi reassured. "Don't worry, something will be on that phone."

The girl opened her phone. "There's nothing there!" Her voice raised in panic again.

"Let me see." Natsumi offered.

The girl handed her phone to Natsumi. Fuyuki peered over Natsumi's shoulder.

Sure enough there was nothing there. But the phone didn't seem to be some sort of factory model. The background was just a pure black screen. Although there was one app that said 'contacts' there was nothing there, nor were there any records of calls or numbers.

"It...It doesn't look new or stolen..." Natsumi frowned. "It's got a keychain after all."

The girl looked offended. "I'm not a thief! ...I think." She didn't know what she was.

Natsumi sighed and stood up, offering her hand to the girl. "You don't happen to have any ID on you? School or otherwise."

The girl pat around her body, but found that she had no pockets. She shook her head.

"I...I think we have a much more serious situation on our hands than short term memory loss then. I think we have to take you to the authorities. I'm sure they'll be able to help you and find out who you are."

The girl looked nervous, but nodded.

"I'm Natsumi Hinata by the way." Natsumi introduced. "And that's my brother Fuyuki."

"Fuyuki….And Natsumi..." The girl repeated trying to memorize. "Your names...Sound nice?" She wasn't sure, they sounded familiar to her.

Natsumi helped her get to the police station.

To Fuyuki's pleasure that a mystery increased, and Natsumi's displeasure over the next few days the police were not able to find anything about the strange girl. They could not find her name, her identity, even her fingerprints or blood type didn't match anything. Her family seemed untracable and her age remained a mystery.

Although the strange girl remained in the station for the next week her life remained entwined with the Hinatas. Natsumi tried to visit her and befriend her as much as possible. The girl was super apologetic about having no memories but Natsumi just told her she had a best friend that was even weirder.

Aki, once she had learned someone had collapsed in her house, decided to get involved in the case too. "She can stay in my house. I have a spare room." Aki had offered. "Anyway having an extra girl in the house sounds like a classic shoujo manga. I can't wait to see the events that play out."

Momoka eventually offered to help use funds in the investigation too because Fuyuki had talked about the strange girl a lot in occult club and how he thought her lost memories had to do with aliens. However even the Nishizawa funds didn't dig anything up.

Eventually the investigation was dropped. The strange girl had nowhere to return to and nowhere to go.

"I won't have that." Aki had insisted. "You can stay here."

"Just because you don't have any memories doesn't mean you can't have a life. Make new memories!" Natsumi told her.

"But...I don't even have a name." The girl hadn't remembered it after all this time. No memories had returned to her.

Natsumi thought for a moment. "Let's...Give you one then. How about…."

"Pickle!" Fuyuki suggested.

"That's not a girl's name!" Natsumi frowned. "She's not a pet. Her name isn't pickle."

The girl looked relieved.

"How about...Mois?" Natsumi suggested. "That's a cute name. And you're pretty cute. And it just came to me all of a sudden."

"Mois." The strange girl, Mois, repeated. "I'll treasure it! My name. Thank you, Natsumi." Mois threw herself onto Natsumi to hug her.

"Sorry I couldn't give you a last name." Natsumi apologized. "But Mois works for now."

As time went on, the mystery had never uncovered itself as to where she had come from. Everybody else had slowly given up on uncovering the mystery surrounding her besides Fuyuki. Even Momoka seemed to give up, oddly jealous at Fuyuki's new obsession.

But Fuyuki would never give up. She had to be connected to aliens. She had to be.

I know why she lost her memory though. I know why she ended up in our house. It must have been because of an alien abduction! Fuyuki's eyes sparkled. That had been his leading theory over all this time.

Although Mois seemed mildly annoyed by him still prodding her she was too polite to get mad.

"Remember anything?" Fuyuki asked. He was the only one still prodding Mois for details about her life. Everybody else had understood that her amnesia wouldn't ever get better and she needed to be just taught for the future.

Mois scrunched up her face in annoyance. "I remember that Momoka asked you to meet her in the morning to study for a test. Did you do it?"

Fuyuki felt a bit of shame. "She...She will do fine anyway. She's way better at business and economics than I am. I don't know why she's pretending that she's so bad. And anyway I had some blogging to do."

Mois crossed her arms and looked disapproving.

"You aren't my Mom!" Fuyuki reminded. "You're probably as old as me anyway."

Mois looked a bit shaken at that comment. Uncomfortable. Usually she tried her best to not let her memory loss bother her, but when people commented on her age something that she still wasn't sure of she always got shaken up.

Was she young? If she was why hadn't she grown any while Fuyuki and Natsumi had been going through high school. When the two of them had become adults she still looked exactly the same. If she was young she would have assumed that she would grow at least a little bit, so she must be an adult. But she felt awfully short.

Her hair hadn't been growing any either while the Hinatas were in high school. In fact, it had only grown when she stared in the mirror trying to figure out how old she was. She then promptly grew a few inches and her hair grew as well. She had been so proud that she had instantly showed Natsumi who had said. "How the heck did you grow three inches in a day? I thought that was impossible."

It had been odd. And despite now looking more mature like the rest of them Mois still felt a bit shaken by the whole thing.

"I'm probably older, Fuyuki." Mois reminded. "After all I have all sorts of school knowledge like mathematics. I must have already completed college and my education." Mois insisted.

"Then how old are you?" Fuyuki asked again despite Mois's uncomfortableness at the subject. "You don't know because the aliens took it from you! You could have children by that logic and you wouldn't know because the aliens took it from you-"

Mois raised her hand. "Please don't talk about that. I don't have any children. And no aliens abducted me."

"But...Mois-Don't you want to figure out what's up with you? I feel like I'm thinking about you more than you are!" Fuyuki told her.

"I..." Mois searched his eyes, unsure of her answer. "N-natsumi says I should focus on the future. And I've tried to make a life on this planet-"

"There you go again! Saying those odd things!" Fuyuki pointed out. "Why do you refer to your life as 'on this planet?' instead of 'in this household' or 'city?'"

Mois didn't answer. She wasn't sure herself.

Fuyuki grabbed her hands and held them tightly. "Mois. You're my hope. You're my last thread at finding aliens or having a connection to them. Heck, maybe you weren't abducted by aliens. I hate to think about that. But there's something definitely occult about you. And I'm trying to discover it. Please help me."

Mois pulled away, knowing that if someone walked in they would assume Fuyuki's obsession borderlined on romantic instead of just seeing her a research subject. She already pitied Momoka so much for how much Fuyuki tried to spend time with her. Aki was no help either just living for the shoujo drama.

"I can't." Mois insisted. "There are no aliens. I'm nothing occult. I'm a normal girl. I'm a normal girl, Fuyuki! I'm normal!" She just kept repeating the phrase. "I'm...There's nothing wrong with me." She was less insistent. More broken.

And Fuyuki backed off. He knew that everybody knew there was something wrong with Mois. After all nobody just lost their memories like that. And he knew despite Natsumi's look to the future attitude Mois's life was a nightmare.

He backed away and left without saying anything more.

It didn't take long to make it to school. College was surprisingly close to him, built by the Nishizawa's in their city. It was a great college but Fuyuki sometimes wondered if things were rigged. The testing to get in had been very easy and there were a lot of occult based classes.

There were a lot of required economics classes too and he had heard somewhere on the news that this college was trying to train a new Nishizawa head or something or Momoka's future husband or something like that.

I feel bad for Momoka. Does she know about all this? Are the Nishizawas trying to replace her? Fuyuki had no clue. And he had no idea that the Nishizawas were trying to give him enough economical skills that he wouldn't tank the Nishizawa empire when he and Momoka got married. He still had no clue she liked him so he wasn't even at that step yet.

"Hey, Momoka!" Fuyuki greeted seeing Momoka wait outside class for him.

Somehow he and Momoka had all the same classes together. How lucky!

Momoka jumped at his voice, blushing immediately. "Um...Uuhhh...H-hi Fuyuki! Good morning! I mean good afternoon!"

Fuyuki smiled a bit. Despite Momoka being his best friend she was extremely shy. She always stumbled over all her words near him except when they were in occult club. She was quite an interesting and active member. And she was a great listener. He was happy to have her as a friend.

"Sorry I couldn't help with economics tutoring. I'm not very good at that sort of stuff!" Fuyuki laughed sitting down next to her to have lunch. He handed her one of the boxed lunches Mois had made.

Momoka frowned. "W-we could study if you aren't good at it! I could help." She offered.

Fuyuki smiled. "Thanks."

Momoka looked at the boxed lunch skeptically. "Did...Did she make this?" For some reason Momoka's tone got very dark when she talked about Mois. Fuyuki knew it was nothing to worry about because there wasn't a violent or dark bone in Momoka's body.

"Yeah, Mois made it." Fuyuki nodded. "I tried to get her to agree to let me investigate her past more but she refused. I gave her the whole speech of her being my hope too! I need to figure out a way to break down her internal walls." He vented.

Momoka nodded numbly hating hearing about her love rival. She accidentally broke her chopsticks in her anger.

"You okay, Momoka?" Fuyuki asked.

"Y-yeah!" Momoka nodded. "Um...Uhhh….Fuyuki...D-do you ever think you talk about Mois too much?"

Fuyuki thought for a moment. "I have to talk about Mois a lot. I have to think about her a lot. She's just...such a mystery. I honestly don't understand why nobody else is thinking this. I mean...I feel like I'm so close to the truth and she's the key. I need to devote all my attention to her."

"F-fuyuki...I know you love aliens. I know you love mysteries. But don't you think you're a bit...too...obsessed?" Momoka asked trying to carefully choose her words.

Fuyuki looked shocked. Momoka may have been his best friend but even she seemed tired of his Mois obsession. "But...Don't you feel like she might be some sort of missing piece in this whole alien investigation? I mean...Momoka...I feel like everything changed when I met her! Everything was different then. Isn't there someone you met who changed your life?"

Momoka looked sad for a moment but nodded after a second, staring at Fuyuki.

"Isn't there any mysteries that you would sacrifice your whole life to uncover?" He knew Momoka loved the occult too, so she must understand.

Momoka thought for a moment. "I...Iwouldn't stake my w-whole life on uncovering it...But I do feel like there are mysteries in my life." She admitted.

"Like?" Fuyuki asked excitedly.

"I...I don't remember things quite clearly. There are pieces missing." Momoka admitted.

Fuyuki looked interested. This was the first time Momoka had mentioned something like this. He was no psychologist but that sounded like a psychological problem.

"I...I can't remember how I cut my hair. But I feel like it was important." Momoka admitted, finding a bit more of her confidence to talk.

Fuyuki looked up at her short hair. For as long as he knew Momoka she had kept it short. "You cut your hair?" He asked dumbly.

"A long time ago. B-before I joined your occult club. But...I can't remember why...Or how." Momoka admitted.

"Well, that's probably because as time goes on you start forgetting things-" Fuyuki said cheerily. "No big deal!"

"But there's more! I...I can't remember how I joined your occult club. I know when we were in middle school I kept taking you on trips and they ended horribly and were wrecked but I don't know how...But no matter how hard I think I can't figure out why." Momoka admitted. "So yes, there's a mystery that's precious to me."

Fuyuki looked confused. He could quite easily remember how Momoka joined the occult club. She had confidently walked up to him and said she wanted to join. It was actually the one time I saw her confident. Fuyuki smiled to himself.

That didn't sound like an occult mystery to him. But he hoped Momoka eventually found her answers anyway.

Fuyuki continued talking about the mysteries surrounding Mois and Momoka continued looking sad wishing Fuyuki would talk about her that much.

Fuyuki met up with Natsumi later that day. She wasn't living at home any longer but she was attending college a bit farther off. Still she made time for Fuyuki to make sure he wasn't becoming absorbed in his alien mysteries.

"Mois told me you pestered her more." Natsumi scolded him instantly. Her best friend, Koyuki, was by her side watching the siblings interact.

"I wasn't pestering her! I was trying to uncover the truth!" Fuyuki insisted.

"I keep telling her she should come up to college with me and Koyuki." Natsumi sighed. "That way you won't be able to pester her."

"But Natsumi- she's so mysterious and odd!" Fuyuki insisted.

"Mois seems nice." Koyuki finally spoke up. "And she doesn't seem that weird."

"Yeah. She's not weirder than Koyuki." Natsumi pointed out. "Fuyuki, Koyuki is literally a ninja." Koyuki grinned sheepishly. "You gotta stop dedicating yourself to trying to find weirdness where it isn't. Focus on the actual odd."

Fuyuki sighed. It was true that Natsumi's best friend was a ninja. And he had overheard that Koyuki was still dedicated to the ninja lifestyle even though it had become obsolete. She was watching the streets and apprehending criminals in the middle of the night or something. But that didn't interest him at all!

Koyuki seemed a bit boring to him.

"Let's do something normal. Something that doesn't have to do with the occult." Natsumi offered, "Let's all get ice cream."

"I'll do it!" Koyuki offered. Zipping off, disappearing as she ninja ran away for the ice cream.

Natsumi sighed, unable to stop her. Despite the years passing Koyuki was still weird. Natsumi tried to pass the time talking about normal subjects like school and Momoka but Fuyuki barely listened to her.

Eventually he tried to distract her from making him normal by pointing up to a billboard. "Isn't that Saburo?" He asked.

Natsumi looked up. She saw a giant picture of Saburo advertising a new skin lotion or something. Saburo from there high school had become a major celebrity. "It is."

"You had a big crush on him back in the day-" Natsumi clamped her hand around Fuyuki's mouth.

"Shut up! It was just...I mean..I guess falling for a celebrity is normal...But nothing came of it." Natsumi admitted. She had barely talked to Saburo.

None of them had. And then he had left school to become a celebrity.

Still Natsumi's old crushes still embarrassed her.

As Natsumi's hand was around Fuyuki's mouth, his eyes focused in on something. A bracelet that looked metallic around her arm that he hadn't noticed. It had a tiny skull symbol on it.

He squirmed out of Natsumi's grip. "Is that from a boyfriend?" He asked.

Natsumi pulled away, hiding her hand. "N-no!" She blushed. "I don't have a boyfriend. You know that. If I did I'd have introduced you to him."

Fuyuki nodded, but did notice to his satisfaction Natsumi was no longer teasing him and was blushing. "So who's it from then? I never noticed it before but...You have been wearing it for a long time I think? I just never focused on it. It looks nice."

Natsumi hid her arm. "I….I don't know." She admitted.

"Huh?" Fuyuki asked.

"Maybe I got it from Koyuki. I don't remember. All I know is that I like it." Natsumi said off handily.

Fuyuki eased up. It was easy to forget where someone had gotten a gift.

Natsumi looked down at her bracelet again. "I can't remember how long ago I started wearing it...I know I had it when we found Mois." She admitted. "But it makes me feel safe despite not remembering. It's like a good luck charm."

Fuyuki smiled. "I just didn't realize it was metal. It looks fancy."

Natsumi nodded. "It does." She agreed.

Koyuki quickly came back with the ice cream. They all ate ice cream as Natsumi and Fuyuki reminisced. Koyuki didn't talk much. For some reason she just stared at the blue sky.

But she was always a little weird.

Everybody had warned him against using Mois to fuel his alien obsession. It depressed Fuyuki greatly.

And when he was sad he always sneaked onto the roof to stare at the stars. However he found he was not alone that day when looking up at the night sky.

Mois was standing there, staring up at the stars with a look of mysticism. Her hair flowed in the wind a similar color to the stars.

Fuyuki couldn't shake it out of his head that there was something weird about her. Something mysterious.

"Do you like the stars?" He asked her.

She was shaken out of her staring noticing someone else was there. He noticed that despite being on the roof she was perfectly balanced as if there was no risk of falling at this height.

"Yeah." Mois smiled blissfully. "They twinkle so beautifully."

Fuyuki smiled. "I like looking at the constellations. Or trying to figure out which ones might be alien planets." He admitted. He had only ever talked about the stars to Momoka so it was nice to talk to someone else.

"I like the constellations too. I like the idea of them changing!" Mois smiled enthusiastically.

Fuyuki realized it was the most enthusiastic that she had sounded ever. He giggled a bit, because despite her enthusiasm she was wrong. "Constellations don't change. Except over millions and millions of years, I guess."

"Oh. They don't?" Mois was confused. "Wasn't that one different though?" She pointed up at the sky and a constellation that was supposed to be a turtle.

Fuyuki frowned. That constellation had changed. He had heard one of the stars around it had super novaed or something. But that had happened several years ago. It had happened before he had met Mois. "How...Did you know that?" Did she remember the stars?

Mois looked confused. "I….I don't know." She admitted. "I just felt like it was right. Maybe I read it in a book? I like reading books I feel like I need to gain knowledge rapidly so I don't lose it again!"

Fuyuki nodded that made sense. "What else do you love about the stars?"

"I love shooting stars!" Mois giggled.

"Yeah, they're pretty. And plenty of girls I know like them. Momoka always likes to wish on them. And then she scrunches up her face so cutely! I always wonder what she's wishing for!" Fuyuki giggled. "What do you wish for?"

"You're supposed to wish on them?" Mois gasped. "I thought they just represented something breaking or dying!" She paused. "Hmm...I suppose I'll wish for more of them."

Fuyuki frowned. That's rather morbid. It was odd.

There weren't many shooting stars recently. Fuyuki wasn't sure why. No recent meteor showers too.

"...Do you have a favorite star? Most people like venus there but I like the ones that we theorize might be a planet in another solar system." Fuyuki chattered.

Mois thought for a moment. "I like that one." She pointed to a star at seemingly random in the sky that wasn't rather bright. It was very far away.

Fuyuki didn't know what was so special about that star but he had to agree- he felt like he liked that one too.

"It looks like it's shaped like a friend." Fuyuki awkwardly said despite it being nothing special.

"I agree." Mois smiled.

And as Fuyuki and Mois chattered about stars Fuyuki couldn't shake out of his head that Mois was his ticket to the stars.

I started the fic after the amnesia was experienced just because it was easier to jump in and because I wanted to see what writing without a chapter outline was like again. I hope you enjoyed this approach.

Please review. Even a 'it's good!' or a 'glad you're still around' is fine.