AN: Okay, so I've had this story idea dancing around in my head for a while but I was afraid to do it because just after I had it, I found a full-length story expanded around it and was stuck in a is it copying or not loop. However, with two of my fanfics winding down (Acceptance and My Sweetest Corn) I thought I'd give this a try. Please do not think of me as copying you. Amnesia has always been one of the most overused cliché plot ideas, but that's what makes it so much fun.

Also, aside from the stories in which I know where they are going. I'm going to be taking a little time to think up plot ideas to keep some of my fics still going strong.

If Love Were a Memory

He was twenty-eight years old and yet he had never felt more terrified and scared. Kuon Hizuri was a Japanese-American actor who would sometimes take months away from Japan, where he lived with his wife and child, to do international movies. He had spent years cultivating his work as an actor, a model, and now as a writer and director as well. He was see as being more popular and more prolific than his father. He had just never expected for his wife to have been abducted by someone who was in love with her.

Then again, was it such a short gap between when they had worked on Dark Moon together and this? At least when she had Dark Moon people were a bit more hesitant about it. She was a child. There were more penalties if you abducted and molested a child, if you beat a child in the way that the bruises and marks were proving that she was.

They had found the man responsible for this. They had arrested him and now they had Kyoko hooked up to machines and he had flown back from the United Kingdom two days ago to locate her abductor and find her here despite his want to be the one who could protect her. Kuon nervously placed a thumb upon his wedding ring and spun it.

"How is it looking?" he asked the nurse next to him as she shook her head.

"I would try not to think about too much at once, Hizuri-sama," she said as Kuon sighed and sank into the chair. One hand covered his eyes and the other ran through his blond hair.

"Come on, Kyoko," he whispered to her, "Princess you are so much stronger and more able than anyone I have ever met and will ever meet. You're even stronger than I am so come on, use those guts you're so famous for, you've got this," he whispered.

Chapter One – I am not who I was

Kyoko could hear a beeping as she woke up. She held her breath as she tried to detect what it was. Maybe it was one of the guests who had brought a computer with them or maybe they had asked for a room with a TV and brought a game console or karaoke set with them. Why did foreign guests have to be so loud? She smiled weakly as she tried to ignore the sound.

The beeping noise wasn't going away and she sighed. "Shou" she smiled to herself before smiling, "I hope Shou's getting some rest."

"Kyoko?" she heard someone else in the room asked in a half-asleep manner. She opened her eyes and looked around. This was extremely strange but it looked like a hospital and not the one that they had taken Shou to when he had crashed on his bike. She moved her head slightly and froze as she saw a man looking at her with emerald eyes and blond hair.

She froze and closed her eyes again.

"Hi, Kyoko-chan" Corn smiled to her as he sat across from her, "How are you today?"

"Hi, Corn" Kyoko grinned with a giggle.

Kyoko opened her eyes again and looked up nervously at the man who was sitting there. "Are you-" she whispered before feeling his thumb touch her forehead. She pulled away from him and took steady breaths before feeling someone push her against the wall. "Are you…Corn's father?" she asked and the man's face turned to that of shock.

"No, I…" he said before noticing her crying and stood up, moving to touch the button that alerted the doctors that they needed them. "It's okay. Deep breaths, okay?" Kuon tried to take breaths too so that they could both stay calm. "You don't remember me?" he asked as he looked into her eyes with his emerald ones maintaining eye contact. "Kyoko, I'm not here to hurt you," he tried to tell her. "I am Corn."

"You're…" Kyoko said as she took in his face, his eyes, his hair. She froze. Did time move that fast in the fairy world? "Old."

Kuon froze as he heard that but then looked down. He didn't want to hurt her, he just didn't know where she was or what she was thinking about. She didn't seem to know him. "Kyoko," he said as the doctor came in, "What do you think about Ren Tsuruga?"

"I…well he's a popular actor?" Kyoko said as Kuon concentrated on her face and her eyes. "I think he's overrated. People say that he looks good but that's just his height, he must do something like walk around on heels inside his shoes and he's supposed to be a good actor but maybe he just pays people for those reviews," she said and Kuon smiled in a heartbroken manner.

"I agree, the reviewers do tend to give him too much praise," he said before letting the doctors work on her. "What do you think about Kuon?" he said as Kyoko looked at him blankly.

"Did you just say Co-" she asked before looking down and starting to sob. "It hurts, Corn. My body, it hurts."

"It's okay. It's going to be okay. My fairy magic isn't what it used to be but I'll try. Is there anything that I can get for you? Anything that I can do?"

"Can you tell Shou-kun that I'm okay?" Kyoko asked as Kuon stared at her not knowing how to answer that question.

"He'll know," he said with a weak look at her. What was going on? "You just try to feel better. I won't leave this room. I promise."

"Because you're the fairy king," Kyoko whispered as she started to slip off into dreamland.

…

…

When Kyoko woke up, the sun was brighter and it was filtering through the window. She looked around to see that the room was filled with gifts from people with names that she didn't know. She reached out and was surprised by her own body, she was most surprised to see the elegant fairytale-like wedding ring on her finger. Where was her husband? Where was Shou?

She felt her hair fall upon her shoulder and was scared when it wasn't the usual black. It was long and layered and an auburn color. She took deep breaths trying to focus on what was going on. She turned to her right and her voice left her, she was looking back at a woman in her mid-twenties. What on earth was going on here?

She froze, hearing a voice in the hallway and looked across wondering whether to talk to whoever it was or not. It didn't sound like Shou.

"I don't care about what I might have told someone when I was in my early twenties. I don't even know how you found out that I had said that, but I've had something put into my contract for the last twelve projects that I've done that if anything of high severity happens to my wife or children, that I can negotiate time away with the director of the project. I don't see what is so hard about this. You obviously read my contract since you're the casting agent and if you didn't, you are a human being and understand that I need to step away without being penalized."

Kyoko looked around the room, she had to find something with a date on it. Maybe a – she glanced across at a few magazines that had been put out and saw herself on there. That didn't make any sense. She froze as she also saw a picture of herself holding a baby girl with blonde hair.

She heard the familiar voice again.

"So, what if I only have one daughter. My wife is in the hospital. She is injured and hurt and I'm sure that she's afraid. I'm her husband and she is always going to be a higher priority for me than my career. Children has parenthesis as well so you can't hang your case on that. If the director or producer needs to get in contact with me, tell them to contact LME…okay, tell them to contact my japaness manager Yukihito Yashiro and then if you really need to check over my paperwork, Ryan can do that to from London."

Kyoko paused and started crying as she realized that this person on the phone didn't sound at all like Shou. She paused as she heard a shift from the man outside.

"I'm going to go now. I would like to set up a time to talk about my absence, so please let Derek know that," Kuon hung up the phone and quickly walked into the room as Kyoko looked up at him. "Hey," he said as he saw Kyoko awake. "Hi. Kyoko, what is it?" he asked as he read her face, "What is it? What's wrong? Come on, princess."

"Where am I? Why am I -why am I so old?" she asked and Kuon looked down before coming to sit by her side. He took her hand and kissed the back of it. He felt a deep level of shock as Kyoko stared at her hand and pulled it away from him.

"What did you do to me?" she asked and Kuon stared at her almost choking on that.

"What did I?" he asked bewildered. "I didn't –"

"You can't do this, Corn. You can't just change the world into whatever you want it to be –"

"First of all, you being injured and in the hospital is not the way that I would ever want the world to be," Kuon argued. "Can you please take some deep breaths and tell me what you think I've done." Kuon felt a cold chill down his back as he noticed two doctors entering the room. Had Kyoko called for them?

"Hello there," one of the doctors said as Kyoko looked at him with wide eyes and then looked nervously up at Kuon. The temperature seemed to drop as Kyoko sat with the blankets wrapped around her as she shivered.

"Please take me back, Corn" she begged, "Please. You can't just trap me here with your powers. I know you use magic Corn, but I want to be back in Kyoto and I want to marry Shou and not you. You can't take over my life just because you have fairy powers."

"Fairy powers?" one of the doctors asked and Kuon looked at them, instantly moving his body in front of Kyoko's as if to protect her. As if he knew what those looks meant. "What do you mean by that?"

Kyoko pointed at Kuon, "He's the king of the fairies who abducted me. He wants to make me the fairy queen but I want to stay and marry Shou-kun."

"Do you think that we should move her to psych?" one of the doctors asked the other as Kuon glared at them. He spread his arms wide and continued to maintain eye contact.

"Don't you dare think about touching my wife without her permission and if you can't wait to hear an explanation and think that she isn't in a condition to give her permission then you are not going to get mine," Kuon said darkly as he looked back at Kyoko with a pain filled look. He didn't know how he was going to explain this to her, he just knew that he'd try his best to do so.

End Chapter

AN 2: That was different than I thought it would go, but I hope you liked it.