Y O U ' R E S T I L L H E R E ;
and i don't want you to forget my dear;

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He felt as if he just taken a bullet.

"You.. don't remember...?" His voice was so quiet, like a whisper as he lowered his head.

He failed to see the guilty look on the girls face as she shook her head, something else that he didn't see.

"I'm... Jack Altus. Surely you remember... right...?"

"...J-Jack Altus...?" She looked guilty as he raised up his head to meet her confused stare, "I'm sorry sir, the name.. doesn't ring a bell."

At that moment, his heart tore to shreds.

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C H A P T E R T W O ; To light your world.
witheverythingihaveleft;

He wasn't sure what was worse. The thought of losing her again, or the thought that she forgot he existed. After everything they've been through... she forgot...?! If his heart and mind wasn't goo, he would grab her shoulders and shake her silly as a punishment for forgetting about him. But, he knew better then to frighten the girl... especially when she didn't know who he was. He sighed. Maybe he was better off still being depressed at the thought of never seeing Carly again then to know that she no longer remembers.. but quickly pushes that thought away in his mind. No, either way, he was happy that she was alright. His happiness... was in her hands.

It was just as easy to break too.

He noticed the way that she started to fidget about as he remained silent, fighting his inner emotions while constantly telling himself she must of temporarily forgot everything... her amnesia wouldn't last forever. He can cope with it. Just start over from square one. It's not as hard as it sounds... if you weren't in love with each other.

He finally knows how it feels to have an unrequited love. For all he knows, any emotions Carly felt towards him were down the drain with her memories of him... which sent an arrow through his heart. Ouch. Another sigh escaped his lips. She is okay. She is alive. He'll be fine.
He was such a bad liar.

"...I see... It's quite... alright."

He paused as he was struggling to form words in front of the girl. He was the (ex)King of Turbo Dueling for petes sake! He has the confidence to do this...! He felt like a teenager all over again.

"...Would you like... to hang out?" He paused again, "It'll make up for this ice cream stain on my clothing."

After hearing his remark, Carly let out a nervous string of laughter as she scratched behind her head, letting out a tiny nod to signify that she'll be more then happy to accompany him... so he won't hold that stain against her. Phase one complete.

Noticing that she was too intimidated to utter another word, he sighed as he quickly surveyed their surroundings. They were in an amusement park.. it wouldn't hurt to aboard the rides with Carly, like they did in their first date. Hopefully that'll help her memories come back... little by little...

If this is the Carly he is in love with, anyhow. Despite how similar she looks like the Carly he knows... he can't be sure if they're the same person... he felt a pang of guilt reside within his heart with such negative thoughts. He was doubting her... then again she forgot him, so they're even.

He remembered that when they went here once before, she seemed either 'excited' or 'scared' of the majority of the rides... himself being too absorbed in wanting that day to hurry up and end--- which he now wished that he felt otherwise-- rather then to enjoy it with Carly. He decided to torture the poor girl if she seemed unwilling to speak by going to that "ONE" ride that she specifically told him she never wanted to aboard upon ever again.

"Since we're closest to it, we're going to the Bungee jump attraction."

He didn't fail to see the wave of terror cross the girls face, almost hidden by her glasses as she continuously shook her head at him, seemingly pleading to skip that ride but unable to voice her objection.

He ignored her silent pleads to choose another ride as he grabbed onto her arm, dragging the reluctant girl to the ride that could kill her. It was nice to know that she still remembered her sheer terror for that specific ride. Some things just never changed.

"I'm going to choose once more! Your true fate!"


"AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!"
A loud shriek was heard as the ex-mute girl finally sputtered out a word, the pressure from falling down as the the elastic rope hugged her legs, preforming its job. The next time she could get her hands on that blond, he'll pay for forcing her to accompany him to this human death trap! As these thoughts absorbed her head, she failed to notice that the rope was now pulling her back up, flying her upwards as she let out another screech. Today was really not her day.

First, she meets this hot guy who seemed to of known her from somewhere before, although she failed to recognize him at all. Maybe he was from one of her many reporter jobs that she got fired from? Then, she smoothly spilled her ice cream cone that she paid for all over his black tank top, being lucky that it was dark enough to not leave a huge implant of her frozen dessert upon it. Then, he claims that in order to pay back the debt of her ruining his tank top, she had to accompany him within the amusement park... at first she didn't mind, but if she knew his taste in rides she would of rejected his offer immediately. Something within her mind tugged at her statement as the elastic rope allowed her to fall back down as she let out a little screech, telling her that she most likely would of accompanied him either way... to get answers.

He seemed to of known her from somewhere... and lately her minds been rather fogy. All she remembers is where she lives, how to drive a car, she got fired from her reporter job--- which she quite frankly didn't get, not even remembering that she signed up for the job in the first place--- and a few more minor details of her concerning her likes, dislikes, etc. Other then that, she couldn't remember an ounce of her childhood, and the events that lead her to living in this city in the first place... or was she a native-born here? With all of this air pressure surrounding the poor girl plus her thinking cap activating, it didn't help her the slightest as she felt a headache slowly approaching. Not her day for sure. All she wanted to do here was to feed the duckies! But she HAD to be craving for something cold and delicious and HAD to meet up with this "Jack Altus" fellow...

She turned her head to try to see how the man was doing, noticing that the pressure wasn't affecting him in the slightest, crossing his arms in result as he was staring at thin air. He had guts of steel, that's for sure. She pouted a bit as she observed him briefly before letting another shriek escape her lips as the rope pulled her back up, erasing that pout immediately as she grabbed onto the railing, breathing heavily while telling the employee that she was finished. Jack soon joined her after as she could of sworn there was a slight twinkle in his eye filled with laughter.

She decided that she officially hated blond-haired, purple-eyed attractive men whose first name was Jack.

"My real wish is that you'll be loved by everyone and be a real king that makes everyone happy."


After the Bungee Jump ride, he was wondering where else they should head out to... by all of the acceleration, Carly seemed to of lost any nervousness towards him, making him feel rather accomplished, but knowing that he had a long way to go in order to get back to the Carly he knew... how troublesome. He let out a sigh as he observed his surroundings once more, debating whenever to embark towards another ride or give the girl a breather. He turned to look at the girl who was still breathing slightly, he figured that she was unaccustomed to having that much 'excitement' surround her.

"I..." She managed to squeak out, "Want..." Another pause for breath, "to go in the Mirror Hall."
He shrugged as he complied to her request, deciding that she had the semi-right to choose their next destination... plus with her breathing he was rather worried for the girl but tried his best not to show it. As they were walking, he decided to commit some small talk.

"So... what are you doing here, Carly?"
She let out a shrug of her own as she led the way, frequently checking on the map she received when she entered the park to make sure she wasn't getting them lost, "I just... had an urge to see the creatures that appear around here from time to time..." If she stated she felt like feeding duckies, she was certain he wouldn't take her seriously... if he even did in the first place.

As a response, he let out a low chuckle, "How... interesting. Perhaps here to feed the ducks as well?" Her lips furrowed as her lips formed a stern line, just how much of her does he know?! It's as if he knew her more then she knew herself...

....

Her mind trailed off as she remembered her earlier plan, to try to get some answers out of him, deciding it was best to not answer his question.
"How do you know me, Jack...?"

He flinched at her question, hoping that she'd forget that little slip-up he did earlier but to his dismay she remembered. He had to make something up... as much as it pains him to lie to her, he couldn't randomly state, 'Before you died, I stayed at your apartment and eventually fell for you.' to her, nor could he tell her that she turned into a Dark Signer then faded away into dust...

"I was one of your... co-workers before. I noticed you, so I thought I'd say hi." Real smooth, Altus. Real smooth.

She seemed to of bought this as she let out a small smile as she turned around, coming to an halt in front of him as she held the map behind her back. "I'm sorry that I didn't recognize you in the first place.." Her voice trailed off as she paused shortly, trying to form some words for conversation as the man before her waited patiently, "... It's rather weird... I can't seem to remember anything anymore... like I can't remember what I did yesterday... or the day before that..."

Jack frowned at her words as she stared up at him, "I... I think something must of happened to me... but I don't know what... do you know...?"

'Yes', He thought with a rather sorrowful tone, 'I know everything that happened to you.'
"I'm sorry, I don't have a clue. After you got fired from your previous job, we lost contact until right now."
She seemed rather bummed as her shoulders sulked, "I see... that's a.... pity..."

A awkward tension within the air followed as Jack wished he could tell her everything so easily, to let her know that he does know what happened to her... and he wants the best for her but stood silent, knowing that rushing such a thing would only overwhelm her... and he didn't mind waiting.

She was finally back. He was willing to wait for as long as he had to for her. He was willing to help her fill in the seeds of her heart. He let out one of his rare smiles as he looked down at her, grabbing her wrist as he began to lead the way to the Mirror halls, letting a tiny, "Yeeep!" escape from the girl as he successfully eased her plagued thoughts.

"I'll help you light your memory back, Carly." He muttered the words so quietly she failed to hear them, "I'll help you come back to this world."

"You'll definitely do it... Jack Atlus!"


AN: Here you go! Chapter 2 of the story! :) I tried to make this chapter a bit longer... I'm not the type that has more then 1,500 words in any upload.. heheh. If anyone has any ideas, suggestions, criticism, let me know by all means.

The amusement park arc will go for another chapter or two, then it'll start to follow the summary I posted in the first chapter. Don't worry, I'm not going to wrap things up THAT early, heh.

I know the mood for this one is rather... different then the first chapter. I wanted to add a few specks of humor to lighten up the mood a bit, but I did keep in mind that Carly considers him pretty much as a stranger of course!