It's cold.
I opened my eyes.
Where am I?
I glanced sharply around the dark and damp room, shuddering.
What is that?
There was something there. I was lucky to see it out of the corner of my eye.
'Meow.'
A worried sound came from the black figure, thin and fragile looking. It rose from its' soft spot on the wet ground, walking over to lick water from the floor.
It must be starving.
Speaking of which, I was very hungry. But that didn't necessarily matter at this point. What mattered most was where I was. I tried to think.
Where was I last?
Oh, that's easy. Umm…
I startled myself. I couldn't even remember where I was last. I started to panic, but I didn't get very far. A husky man of about 6 feet, with ragged clothing and a moppy looking haircut walked briskly into the small room. He was carrying a stack of papers in his huge hands. He reached his hand up and scratched his head.
'Who are you?' The man asked in a deep, gruff voice.
'Me? I'm…' I stopped. Who am I? Why can't I remember anything?
'Good.' The man smiled to himself. 'Good, good, good…' He mumbled again and again under his breath, scratching his head again. 'Hey! Zero!' He called out from the doorway.
'Yes?' A very thin boy who looked not much older than me walked into the room. He was handsome, long silver hair and dress clothes.
'Take care of this… thing.' The man said rudely, looking at me in disgust and shoving the papers into Zero's hands.
The man walked out of the room, huffing and puffing like he just ran one mile.
'Yes, sir.' Zero scratched his head, mocking the man. 'He's kind of a jerk, if you didn't notice.'
I smiled. Then reality hit me once more.
'Where… am I?' I asked slowly. It almost seemed as if I had lost my voice. I felt like I'd been mute for months.
'Don't worry.' Zero said. 'Come with me, please.' He extended his arm. His hands looked gentle, yet strong.
I looked at Zero's face. He had strong, chiseled features. He had light, violet colored eyes and a small nose. He looked pristine, but his eyes were cloudy, as if he was hiding something.
What did I know though? Everyone hides something. Whether it's as small as a crush on some guy or as big as murdering someone or cutting yourself, it doesn't matter. It's a secret all the same.
I wondered again why I couldn't remember anything. I remember trivial things, such as the fact that I have no siblings and I have a pet dog. But I couldn't even remember my name.
Did it start with an A? G? Maybe even a J? Hell if I know.
I looked up and saw that Zero was staring at me. I realized that I had been thinking this entire time and totally ignored him.
'Uhh…' I stuttered and felt my face turn hot. I was blushing. This was a familiar feeling. I'm very clumsy, always tripping over something (or someone), spilling something, breaking something…
'So, how about it?' Zero smiled at me. His hand was still extended.
I grabbed onto his hand and he pulled me up off of the ground. He really was strong.
He led me out of the room, and the white snow and dull sunlight filled my vision after a few steps outside. I must have been in some sort of shed, because now, we're standing in the snow. It's very cold. And my clothing is very unfit.
I realized I was still clutching his hand, and I pulled away and fiddled with my top. I was blushing again. I've never held a guys hand like that before.
Zero smiled. He smiles a lot. I like that. He has a congenial and soft looking smile.
We stopped in front of a large building and he opened the door for me, smiling.
I smiled back and stepped in.