When he woke up, he didn't remember anything.
Who was he?
Why was he there?
It is only when he sees the calendar-marked July 1st- that he truly knows something is wrong. But only because his companion decides that's the right time to speak.
"Vee...are you alright? You suddenly collapsed."
He stifles a surprised gasp, and takes a moment to actually see who's speaking.
Red hair with a strange curl sticking out, and brown eyes specked with gold. And he - or at least it sounded like a 'he'- wore a knee-length green dress, with a white apron which bore strange designs. A red orb hung from a golden chain around his neck.
He would've looked fairly normal had he not been hovering a good two feet in the air.
"Ve...you don't remember me...right? I am Feli! You told me your name, too, but...I forgot it. I'm sorry!"
"...Feli...?"
" It was all my fault! If I hadn't crashed into you, we could've gone on our ways!"
He would've spoken, but someone else entered the room before he could.
He suddenly found himself in the arms of a man who he knew looked very similar to him, minus the cowlick.
"Oh God! Dude, you alright? Iggy called me and said you fell! You're not hurt, are ya? No brain damage? No-"
"Alfred, shut up."
"B-but Gilbert! Look at'im!"
Gilbert, as he was apparently named, had odd snowy-white hair and eyes the color of blood.
He found himself both intrigued and mildly frightened.
"Anyvay, Al, ve should get him to a hospital - just to make absolutely sure nozing's wrong."
He heard a voice in his ear as he sat up.
"No! That will only make it worse! Oh, umm...say you're just tired, or something! Ve..."
With a discrete nod, he speaks.
"Ah...It wasn't anything serious...I was just tired...that's it."
Alfred looks at him skeptically.
"Are you suure? Because if someone hurt you..."
"Al, it's fine. Now, if zat's all it is, ve'll take you back to your apartment, okay?"
He nods and stands up.
"Now, hurry and change, zen ve can go."
He does as told, as Alfred and Gilbert leave the room.
"Man, it's too cold for July..."
"Ja. I've seen it, too. I vonder vat it is..."
"Hm...y'know, you haven't changed at all, Gil. You're still as curious about everything as you were when we were kids. Also, your Germ-I'm sorry, Prussian- accent."
"Un I can say ze same. You're still as obnoxious as alvays."
'As always'? Then they must've known each other a long time. But...I can't follow them at all...
"-isn't that right? Hey, are you listening? Dude?"
Realizing that Alfred was talking to him, and he was falling behind, he quickly caught up.
"I-I'm fine."
Coincidentally, or maybe not, they arrive at his apartment complex right then.
"If you need anyzing, remember to call us."
"Y-yes..."
And he walks inside, pausing at the window in the lobby to get a good look at himself.
Violet eyes. Shoulder-length blonde waves of hair, with a stray curl sticking out.
He tries brushing it back, but the effort has no effect.
Sighing, he goes up to his own apartment-somehow Feli knew exactly where it was- and decides to get a glass of water to soothe his nerves.
Outside the building, violet eyes peer up at the window of a certain apartment.
The silvery-blonde-haired man smirks darkly, though it's difficult to see behind his scarf, the ends of which billow in the wind.
"Soon...ve'll be together again...моя любовь..."
I'm actually proud of this. This is probably my first time writing in third person without giving the protagonist's name. But I'm sure alot of you have guessed it's Canada (Matthew), in which case, you'd be correct.
This is based off the anime adaption of an Otome dating simulator called AMNESIA/アムネシャ. Because I'm too lazy to tell you all about the anime - which is fricking amazing, by the way- I recommend you check it out on Youtube. Unfortunately, just a heads up, there is no official English dub past the first few episodes. So just be aware, you'll have to deal with subtitles.
On that note, if anyone has any questions, comments, or concerns, feel free to leave a review, or better yet, a PM-But of course, Guest are limited to reviews only, which is perfectly fine with me, as well. I will try to update as soon as I can, but school is taking its toll. Thankfully, I only have a week left, then sweet, sweet Summer vacation!
I wish you all the best, and look forward to your critique. Flames will be used to light Russia's Petroshka and make Piroshki.