Disclaimer: I do not own GG, GGX, or GGXX or any of the character therein.

AN:Ever look back on your old fanfics and say, I could write this better now. Well, this is me, rewriting this particular piece. Enjoy.

Introduction

Light...

It was the first thing he became aware, which was shortly followed by pain. 'Odd', he thought. 'Shouldn't the pain come before?' Guess it didn't matter. At least he was still alive. Moisture was soon sensed on his forehead, coming from what he believed must have been a damp cloth. Oddly again, this prompted him to open his eyes. His vision was blurry, but it was more than enough to realize that he was no longer where he was before.

For starters, the last thing he remembered was that he was outside. But his vision was well enough to make out a ceiling, with a light coming in from a nearby window. Also, the softness that cushioned his back and head wasn't grass and dirt, but a bed and pillow. On reflex, he started to rise, but two things halted his progress.

The pain that pressured in against him...

And the soft voice that responded to his action…

"Please don't. You're still hurt pretty badly."

Vision becoming clearer, the young man tilted his head toward the source of the voice. Judging from it and the silhouette, the person was female, who was seated beside him. But who? Though there was light, there wasn't enough of it to make her out. 'But...her voice... I know this voice...' A delicate hand reached forward to gently press him back into the bed. The man didn't (or couldn't) resist and settled back, a light moan escaping his throat.

"Where...am I?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Kiske. You're safe." The hand moved up to the damp cloth and replaced it with a fresh one. "When we found you, you were pretty...uh, what the word? Banged up."

Ky felt himself sigh. Considering what had happened to him, he was surprised that he was still alive. But how long was he out? Where was here? And how did this person know who he was? These and other question flooded his mind, but exhaustion began to come over him, allowing him to ask only one of those questions.

"Who...are you?"

The silhouette leaned forward into the light, revealing azure hair tied in a bandana atop a soft, innocent face. Pinkish, red eyes gleamed down lightly at him. Ky blinked, knowing that he was slowly losing to exhaustion, but not before he was able to whisper out.

"Dizzy...the gear..."

"Yes."