Well, this is where I actually start editing the story. God, I sucked at writing. I really needed to go back and fix this nonsense. I'd like to point out that the fantabulous kadaj5 is helping me edit this story and can I just say that my grammar is horrendous. Thank you for helping me realize that, Kadaj5. I'll look into attending some english tutorials because I don't want to be this awful at using my own first language.

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This is where I begin writing! X3 Hope you enjoy it! XD

Disclaimer: I still don't own it, However, I'm considering going to Japan and asking to buy it... nah, I'm just kidding, I don't have that much money. I can think of 28 different hobos with more money than me -_-'

A week later, the newly named Ichigo was released from the hospital. The shy, amnesiac girl followed Heisuke to his car; it was a little blue Suzuki, small and cozy.

"Man, this sucks! I finally convince my parents to let me get a car, and I run over a girl…" He let out a sigh as he opened the passenger seat door for her. "My first week of driving unattended and I almost flatten someone, I must be the greatest driver in the world!" The teen continued sarcastically. Ichigo looked at the troubled stranger guiltily.

"I-I'm sorry," she said in a low voice, sinking into her seat as he closed the car door. Heisuke gave the 13-year-old a sympathetic smile and let out another sigh.

"No, no," he insisted and climbed into the driver's seat, "I'm the one who should be sorry. I ran you over, caused you to lose all your memories, and triggered a tumor in your brain. Honestly, you should absolutely hate me right now," the teen muttered, grimly, "It really is all my fault." Ichigo blushed shyly at Heisuke as he began to drive them away from the hospital.

An uncomfortable silence flooded the car as Ichigo brushed some stray strands of hair out of her eyes, trying to tuck them into her low ponytail. Her characteristic dual buns had come undone while she was in the ER. The purple hairbands with the music note clip were the only remnants of a forgotten past life.

"U-ummm… Toudo-san?" Ichigo asked slowly as she stared out the window at the passing landscape. Heisuke hummed in acknowledgement. "W-well, since y-you're going to be taking care of me, C-can you tell me about y-yourself?" She asked her question with caution, as if afraid he would lash out at her for bothering him with such a trivial matter. The brunette looked at her in surprise before smiling at her.

"Of course, I'm Toudo Heisuke. I'm 16 and live separately from my parents who are in the United States. I'm sort of like a… It's a long story really. I'll explain it to you later. I live alone, or I used to, and, luckily for the both of us, I have a guest room that you can claim as yours." His grin widened. "And you can just consider me your Onii-chan, okay?" Ichigo smiled lightly, still a little bit shy.

"Okay, Onii-chan" She said happily. Turning to look back outside the window, the amnesiac noted the awkward atmosphere fading away. When the car passed an elementary school on top of a hill, Ichigo felt a strange tug at her heart and found herself staring at the the building till it left her line of sight. The institution lingered in her thoughts for quite some time as she headed towards her new home.

The Ojamajos walked briskly to Doremi's house. Alarming thoughts ran through their heads.

"D-Doremi-chan isn't- isn't gone… right?" Hadzuki asked in worry.

"I'm sure Doremi's okay… she's- she's just sick- or- or something," Aiko proposed.

"Y-Yes! That makes perfect sense: she's just sick at home, or she slept in really late again…" Momoko added with nervous laughter.

"After all, there's no way Doremi could just… just up and disappear!" Onpu agreed.

The girls knocked on the Harukazes' front door in a state of panic. Doremi's mother, Haruka, answered the door and was surprised to see the five girls on her doorstep. She expected Doremi to be with them.

"Ah, hello girls," she said happily with a light smile, "Have you seen Doremi? I asked her to come home early while she was running out the door this morning, but she might not have heard me since she kept mumbling about being late." The woman recalled with a sweat drop. The girls' faces visibly fell the moment their worst fears had been confirmed.

"S-so, you're saying that…" Hadzuki began, tears welling up in her eyes. Her voice gave out before she could continue.

"Do-Doremi-chan i-isn't…" Aiko attempted to continue Hadzuki's question, fighting back the sobs as the entire group began to break down.

"H-home?" Momoko finished squeakily, her voice breaking halfway through as tears began to roll down her face. Doremi's mother stared at the group of girls, shocked and utterly confused.

"A-ahh, w-what's wrong girls?" She asked timidly, afraid of upsetting them more.

"Doremi… she's- she's" Onpu attempted, words slipping in-between sobs.

"Gone," they all said at once. Their friend, their dear, kind, sweet friend, was gone.