Hello, everyone. This idea came to me out of nowhere and I just couldn't resist writing it.This is an AU fic- loosely based on Liane Moriarty's "What Alice Forgot" -well a future AU to be precise.

I have made one small change in the past though, that is, in this story, Kyouko left Sho Fuwa and joined the show biz when she was 18, and everyone else is older according to kyouko's age. Like, Ren would be 22 when he met her. Everything else in the past is same as it is in the manga till now, though the future after that would be made up by me. You will understand as the story progresses.

I just hope you all like it. Well this chapter is a bit short, but I promise to make the others chapter longer than this.

Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Skip Beat belong to Nakamura Yoshiki and I have no claim to it.

Kyouko woke up to the smell of chemical and disinfectants and as she lets her eyes adjust to her surrounding, she realized she was in a hospital of all places. Oh, and her head hurts, like hell.

How did this happen? How did this she get here? What is she doing here? Thousands of questions swarmed her mind all at once. She searched through her mind and the last memory she had was leaving from Daruyama with a packed lunch for Sho-chan, after that? Nothing.

It was all hazy and unclear and her head started to pain a little more the more she tried to remember so she gave up trying to remember anything at all, focusing on her surrounding instead.

As she let her eyes adjust to the barely lit room-realizing its night time- she was greeted with the site of a person sleeping in a chair- his large body crammed up in such a small place- on one corner of the room. She could not recall having ever meeting the person before at all and her first instinct was to shout at having a stranger in her room but for some reason, she didn't.

Maybe it was the peaceful yet disturbed look in his face, his protective stance visible in his body even while he was sleeping; she had the feeling that he was there to protect her, not to take care of her at all.

The thought that he might be a ward boy did cross her mind once but she quickly dismissed it. No, he just didn't to look like one at all. She scrutinized him as much as she could in the dark. Noting that he was very tall-190 cm at least, well build body with his muscle on his arms prominent under his black shirt and his face- oh he was handsome all right, undeniably handsome with his silky golden hair falling on his face. She wondered what colour his eyes might be and she so wished at that moment for him to open them. Why was he here? Who was he?

There were so many questions. Where is Sho- chan? Does he know she is in the hospital? The thought of Shotaro made her get out of her reverie and her shameless scrutinizing of the unsuspecting stranger in her hospital room. She felt guilty for checking out a sleeping man, especially when the man wasn't Shotaro. Not to mention the guy was way older then she, from what she could guess, he had to be at least in his early thirties.

She determinedly moved her eyes away from the man and looked at the water on her bedside table. She felt thirsty and so she tried reaching her hand out to the bedside table- which had a water bottle on-it- but it was still quite a distance away from her. So, she got up from the bed and as soon as she stood up her headache came back with a bang. She paid it no mind, determined to get the water bottle and before she knew it, she felt the world spin and her feet giving away.

The last thing she remembered before she lost her consciousness was being held by very familiar comforting warm hands and a pair of green eyes.

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