Tiryn: Okay, I now know how to spell my other friend's character's name now XD It's Iviryl, not Vyral! I'm sorry! Oh, I don't own D. Gray-man, Rosio, or Iviryl at all! All I own are my characters! Also, the idea of the bar belongs to both Akiho13 and You mock I bite, who owns Iviryl XD She got a profile! *does a happy dance*

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The Other Saturday

Chapter 1

One Memory At A Time

"Mm-hm, and what happened next?" I was scratching words in one of my many blackmail books that I had. The book that I currently had was the only one that I had for the man in front of me, with the last name that started with a 'B'. I learned that being organized was one of the many habits that I had, including the habit of blackmailing people. The man then collapsed onto the floor, put out from the alcohol I gave him. I also apparently have a knack for making 'special concoctions.'

AKA: alcohol.

Trust me, I have no idea on how I could do it so easily. I probably have a brother or something that drinks.

At that thought, a memory popped into my head. It was me and a man with choppy red hair and a white mask on the right side of his face.

"Come on, Onee-san, take a drink!" I was looking up at the man. I looked to be about sixteen with longer hair, and I looked to be one good-looking teenager if I do say so myself.

The older boy looked at me sideways then looked away quickly. "No, Sabrina." I smirked. He was breaking down. There were three things he would never deny and would always love: booze, women, and me.

I shoved the cup in his face. "It's goo~d." I taunted. He shook from the self-restraint, then let himself go and decided to take a drink.

I snapped out of the memory. So I do have family. I smiled. This was a cause for celebration. I jumped onto my bar and yelled, "Alrighty then, free drinks for everyone!" There was a great cheer from the drunks. I smiled and got to work.

That memory was the third one that have come to me. The first memory was of my parents, and the second was the first meeting of my two weapons, Angelica and Rodrina. I was a little girl running around when I bumped into them. They were the same age as me and stuck by me ever since.

They were also the ones who explained what innocence was and gave me a little bit of information about myself. I was apparently twenty-five years old and was a 'general' of an organization, but they didn't reveal the name or location. They didn't elaborate what they meant by 'general' either. I sighed. Sometimes having amnesia is so much work it isn't even worth it.

I slid down three mugs to some gentlemen that have been leering at me for quite some time now. "Lady Alexandria..." I looked over to see Angelica looking a bit sheepish. I smiled. "What is it, Angelica?"

She seemed a bit nervous but looked up at me anyways. "We've run out of alcohol base." I sighed. Well, looks like I have to break the bad news to the people here. I turned around and yelled, "Sorry, but it seems we have run out! You'll have to come back tomorrow if you want more alcohol!" Groans and protests filled my ears, but I waved them off.

"Oh, stop complaining, now LEAVE!" Everyone widened their eyes and left quickly. I slammed my head on the counter and groaned, "How much is it going to be to get some more out here?"

Rodrina shrugged. "I would say about several hundred yen." I slid down and sat down on the floor.

"Well, it isn't that much, so I think we can get it here in several hours." I got up, despite my aching muscle's protests, and smiled. "Well, let's get started!" Rodrina nodded and went to the telephone to contact my favorite brewery.

"Lady Alexandria-san!" I turned and was tackled by a white blur. I looked down to see that Angelica was clinging onto me, looking at me with her adorable little white eye. "What was your flashback this time?" I raised one eyebrow.

"How do you know that I had a flashback?" Her eyes sparkled.

"You usually don't give out free drinks to the bar unless you have had a flashback, and," Angelica sounded really smartass-y here. "You have a special connection to us innocence."

I rolled my eyes and sighed. I looked off into the distance, remembering what I saw. "It was about my older brother." I smiled slightly. "His hair was a bright red and looked like a christmas tree if you looked at him from the front. There was a white half mask on the right of his face. He was also wearing this black top hat on, which brought out the bright green of his eyes." I sighed. "I was offering some kind of drink to him when I was probably sixteen, but he was holding back on me. I somehow knew that he couldn't resist me for long. I taunted him with it until he finally broke and took a drink." I shook my head. "I don't remember anything beyond that, but I get this feeling that it was hilarious."

I finally turned to look at Angelica and was startled to see both Rodrina and Angelica were enraptured with what I was saying. I raised my eyebrow, crossed my arms, and pointedly looked at them. Rodrina widened her eyes and quickly went back to cleaning up the bar. Angelica, being the cute little dunce she was, blinked her big white eye and just sat there, obviously waiting for something.

"Well? Aren't you going to help Rodrina?" Angelica finally got the point and skipped off to wipe down the tables. I sighed and leaned against the window, watching as rain slowly started to come on down into the small, sad world everyone lived in today.

Through all of the haziness was an empty street, something that saddened me for a reason. I fiddled with the chain that connected my lip ring to my choker, hopelessly waiting... for what? Did I always wait like this during the rain?

My eyes finally caught sight of a single figure standing in the rain. His skin was a dark grey color, but it suited him none-the-less. His top hat did little to help sheild his face from the rain, since his face seemed to be staring straight up at the window I was at. His deep, amber-golden eyes captivated me, but that was the only thing I could clearly see as the rain got heavier. When I blinked, the man was gone. I felt strangely happy and sad at the sight of the man, but the sadness was caused by him leaving...

I banged my forehead against the window softly. Why did I have to be (somewhat) memory-less? It hurts like a bitch not to know.

I'm guessing you all want to know what's going on and end the suspense, right? Well, you're just going to have to wait a while *evil laugh* Ah, I'm so cruel

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