Bleeeh. I'm so TIRED! Why can I never remember to work on this AT NORMAL HOURS?! (Several minutes of ranting about my evil brain later) Yeah, for the record, I do not own TMM or Kishigo would be canon. And I may or may not be hallucinating from sleep deprivation at the moment, and I'm pretty sure my attention span is worse than usual soooo, yeah. Spelling and grammar may be more off than usual. I'm writing now so I won't forget.
I sat at Kisshu's table eating ramen. He had flown off to find his brothers so he could tell them that I would be staying there for a while. He didn't expect them to take it well. I scooped some ramen onto my fork. Two boys flew in, followed by Kisshu.
"Why does the old hag have to stay here with us?! She has a family, there's woods with lots of edible...stuff! TELL HER TO GET LOST!" The younger one shouted, practically throwing a temper tantrum.
"Old hag? There is no way that kid is even eleven. Whatever age gap there is, it isn't much." Ichigo thought, scowling into her ramen.
"Yeah, real mature, Tart. She's right there you know." Kisshu said dryly.
"Tart, you could just avoid her if her presence bothers you that much." The taller one, presumably Pie, remarked.
"BUT IT'S OUR HOUSE, I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO AVOID PARTS BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO BE NEAR THAT!" He shouted, furiously pointing towards me.
"If it's a bother for me to stay, I can leave." I said, I controlled my voice but I still fuming over this Tart kid. Kisshu turned to me and said
"No, Ichigo. You're always welcome here. Tart (Kisshu turned to glare at him) will be the one finding himself left out in the "woods with lots of edible 'stuff'" if he keeps up this attitude."
"Yeah, yeah. Go steal a punching bag or something." Tart said, teleporting somewhere.
"Ichigo, if you wish I could find the cause of your amnesia. I could be able to heal it." Pie said, his hospitality didn't seem quite honest though. He probably just wanted me out as soon as possible.
"Thank you." I said. No reason not to accept, I suppose.
Pie lead me out of their kitchen and down the hall, and I got a good look at their cabin. I think it was a cabin, the walls looked like cabin walls at least. They had some paintings up, some where familiar ones, presumably from Earth. Others certainly were from their planet. The house didn't seem too large, but there were multiple floors, I saw some stairs near the kitchen. He finally lead me into what I presumed to be a laboratory. It had an entirely different feel. The walls were a light grey steel, a few places where a slightly different color, they possibly were patched. There was a desk with scattered notes, photographs of a girl, and springs. There were two partially built things lying on top. There were a few odd machines along one wall.
"I'm sorry, it's a mess." He said flatly.
"Oh, it's fine." I said, it was really awkward when he didn't even try to sound sincere.
"Now, I'm going to inspect your brain with my powers," He said, continuing with the monotone "Please stand there and don't move. You may feel your head go cold. It's fairly normal, so don't panic." Pie put his hand on my forehead, and my head did go cold. Cold didn't really fit though. "Freezing" would be a tad more accurate.
"Oh, and if you don't want me to see anything while I'm in there, just don't think about it." He said. I do my best not to think anything insulting for not telling me beforehand. And definitely not to think about a certain somebody on Earth who sent me to kill them. That wouldn't work out well.
"Please hurry." I thought.
"Yes, yes. It's just taking a bit longer to find the problem than I expected. Just give me a moment." Pie said, irritated. Thank goodness, anything was better than the monotone. Figuring that it would be worth it to get my memories back, I shut up and cleared my mind, making sure Shirogane did not show up in my thoughts. A few minutes passed before he said
"I can't find the source of the problem. I checked your mind extensively, and I can tell the memories are still there. I didn't access them, don't worry. You just aren't able to notice them or recall them." Pie said, calmed down.
"So, what do you mean by that?"
"While you have access to knowledge like cooking or how to use chopsticks, you're unable to recall any memories. There's no damage in your brain, as if you had gotten a major concussion, you just simply do not look in that part of your brain. This is completely unheard of. I don't know if your memories will ever come back. Maybe they will, maybe they won't. In any case, a certain green-haired adopted brother crashed the ship on this planet. While he had autopilot turned on. I have no idea how he managed it, but we're stuck. And you are too." Pie explained. I started freaking out, obviously.
"Never getting my memories back?! Unheard of type of amnesia?! Stuck on a random planet?! Jeez, this day keeps getting worse and worse.
Dun dun dunnnn! Now, I need to go to sleep before my body does for me. Thanks for rea