A/N: Hello there! It's been a long time since I published this first. The second chapter is now up, hooray! I sort of have my spirit again so while it lasts, I will try to update as much as I can. No promises. I realize I should not make any. Anyways, happy update, happy reading!
About a week has passed since I woke up. The last few days, the Miss has been helping me recover my strength and stamina, but to ensure that I am not too spoiled, she still made me follow her around and do her bidding. According to Whim, I'm recovering at a miraculous speed. Three days after the fight, I was as strong as ever, at least according to her.
...I haven't dreamed since then. I haven't seen any thing like a vision or a memory, either. Before I passed out, I felt like someone was calling me. But now, it feels like it was just a horrific dream. I know it isn't. Something inside me tells me that it is so much more.
Why?
Why did I forget?
Who?
Who was that person in my dream?
What happened that night?
Knock. Knock.
"Roze-san? Are you awake?"
"Ah, Whim. I'll be out soon."
XxXxXxXxXxX
I head towards the dining room where Miss Lily is already seated. By her side, Whim is pouring tea.
"How are you feeling today, Roze?" asks Miss Lily.
I give her a curt nod. "Fine."
"Good. Your grandfather sent us a letter concerning your condition. He's been really worried since you disappeared. I know it's hard for you right now, but if you can, please contact him."
I give her a little nod. Somewhere inside me, I feel a strange relief after hearing about my grandfather. I don't remember him either, but I'm happy to hear from him.
"I asked a maid to take it to your room so please read it later. Oh. I also want to make a stop at Harmonia Sweets."
The day flies by like usual, I guess, nothing immediate taking place. I think it is also normal that the Miss has odd fantasies. She seems to space out and start mumbling words under her breath, then she gets mad at me for reason's I never know.
It also seems normal that wherever I get dragged to, some form of trouble follows.
The other day I went into town with Miss Lily and Whim. We stopped by a cafe she frequents, the 'Harmonia Sweets' and ordered something called 'Sweet Merry Berry Love Tea' and 'Honey Bunny Bun Cakes'. They were just tea and cakes, granted that they had odd designs.
At some point during her meal, another noble came in with long pink hair. Her brother too, with a lighter shade of blue hair than mine.
At first it was just a coincidental bump in that turned into a friendly meal, then into a small competition and now a blown out cake match.
Honesty to the Goddess, I actually felt bad for the cakes. One of them was decorated in white and pink, candy eyes, and syrup mouth. It looked like a bunny, if you will. I saw Et, the pink haired noble slip and actually sail it towards her brother, Enna. The cake smeared over his shirt and left bits and chunks, mostly cream. As most of it slid off, I swear I saw a face...the bunny was...K-Oed.
I try not to think about it too much after that, since it is 'normal' here. Thankfully, today's outing went by without a hitch.
Wiping it from my thoughts, I head to my room. I remember the letter addressed to me from my grandfather and think to read it immediately.
I find it perched on the desk beside my bed and whisk it into my hands the moment I reach it. It feels warm underneath my fingertips having been bestowed upon by afternoon rays.
I quickly open the letter and begin reading.
Dear Roze,
How have you been fairing, my boy? I heard from Miss Lily that you have been steadily recovering, but I'd like to hear from you directly. I'm glad that they found you when they did. There are many things I wish to speak with you about. So many words that just won't fit in this tiny letter. Roze, I have been worried, but that is more than obvious so I'll skip the lengthy description. When you are up to it, come by and let this old man see for himself. Nothing is better than the real deal. Heck, don't go looking for too much trouble. You are young, so live long and much longer than I. But if you want me to live longer, respond soon. My backs already giving me trouble, don't add any more on to this frail heart.
From Yours Truly,
Eugene Meitzen
I slip the letter back into the envelop and lay it back onto the desk. I should speak to Miss Lily about taking a trip to Grandfather's.
XxXxXxXxXxXx
I spend the rest of the day following the Miss. It's tiring, but I have nothing else to do. I glance at her and Whim as they have their usual blunt and painful exchange. I realize that the Miss seems a bit more agitated than 'normal'.
I proceed to ask, seeing as chances are, I'd be harmed anyway.
"Miss Lily, are you feeling alright?"
"Hm? What is it Roze? I'm fine, why?" she blushed. Her hands clutch to her chess and Whim gasps. The start mumbling to each other and Miss Lily becomes even harder to understand when she grabs at her cheeks.
I raise a brow and ask once more.
"Are you sure? You seem...more agitated lately. If I did anything to offend you, I'm sorry."
"W-what?!" she explodes with shock. "N-no! You haven't done anything so there aren't any problems between...well...you don't do any...is probl...but it...you charm-"
"I'm sorry Miss Lily, but I couldn't catch that. Please speak louder."
"H-huh? Oh, yeah...Y-you should...you know...a-about me..."
"Miss Lily, you have to say it now or he'll never understand!" pipes Whim.
"I-I know!" She barks and turns back to me. "R-roze is...to me...no problem, I mean, that you and me... we...un..stand?"
"I'm sorry, but please speak louder."
I frown and cross my arms. Her face looks ready to blow. Maybe I'm not saying the right thing?
"C-cause! I-I...you! Not ...fault! Fault-"
"Umm, once more...please."
"Kuuuhhh! It's your fault for not understanding! Your my servant, but you can't even comprehend what I am trying to say! Why can't you understand how I feel?!"
"Oh. Sorry." I feel kind of bad now. Maybe I should have put more effort into listening to her. Did I assume she was feeling bad.
"N-no wait!" she cries. "That's not it...I meant that...how I feel...about you is..."
"It's alright Miss Lily. I'm sorry for assuming things. If me being here angers you, I'll step out for a bit until you calm down. Excuse me."
"That's nooo-" she squeaks. I'm still not sure what she is saying. Most of what she says doesn't make sense anyway. Well, it's fine. We both need some collecting and reflecting so some time apart will do us all good.
Night arrives quickly and I'm already heading to bed the moment I was released from duty. Miss Lily apologized for causing a ruckus, and after that things were set straight. I did not press further, although it looks to me that she had much more to say.
XxXxXxXxXxXxX
I get ready to blow the candlelight out, but a knock from the door stops me.
Whim pushes it open and enters after announcing herself. I find it strange for her to pay me a visit.
"Is there something you need, Whim?"
"Um...Mr. Roze," she speaks quietly, "actually, I'd like to talk to you about Miss Lily."
"What about her?" I question.
"Umm, you were right about her today. Miss Lily had a talk with her father this morning and it concerns her future..."
"Oh." Was all I said.
"You see, Mr. Valendorf wants what's best for the Miss, but she is having a hard time going along with his plans. Can you please talk to her once more, tomorrow Mr. Roze?"
My hunch was correct, something was bothering Miss Lily indeed and it seems even Whim is affected.
"What are the plans Master Valendorf arranged?"
"W-well, I would like Miss Lily to tell you herself. Please don't press anymore. It really is something important and I'm sure she wants to hear what you have to say when she tells you herself. You are still recovering and have amnesia, but I really hope you make your answer clear. She needs to know how you really feel. I'm sure she's willing to wait as long as she needs to for your memories to come back, but I think what you feel now is also important. It's easy to forget things, but even after so many years, I remember all the feelings I had for those important to me. I have many memories, but the strongest ones always pull through. Mr. Roze, don't you feel it? Something or someone that pulls you?"
At the mention, a flash from that distant dream fills me. It is quick and brief but so bright yet dark. The cold, the pain, her cry escapes me as soon as it touches.
"Mr. Roze?" Whim calls. I slightly shake away my thoughts.
"I don't know. Or I'm not sure." I state. She looks at me oddly.
She hangs her head down and whispers into the silence breaking it's sea.
"Did you remember something? Is it important?" I can tell from her voice that she is scared and nervous about what I will say.
"I'm not sure. I don't know if what I see is real. I don't know if what I feel is right."
"Mr. Roze, will you please tell me what you saw or remember?"
A part of me doesn't want to recall any of it, but I gather my thoughts and try to put them in words realizing for the first time since I woke up that I am not much of a talker.
"It's like a dream," I begin sharing, "some parts are so vivid while others are extremely blurred. There's light, sounds, and voices that ring in my head clearly, but when I try to see who it is...I can't. It's real, I know it. That night, the rain, the blood-" A gasp escapes her lips. "their voices. His laughter and her desperation."
"There were people other than you?"
I nod. My heartbeat starts to speed up and I start feeling nauseated as I dwell deeper.
"It was storming. I remember looking at the sky while it rained on me. I was in pain and my body felt cold. Someone laughing like a madman in the background and someone else hiccuping nearby, holding me while crying. I can't remember what she said very well, but it felt like she was...guilty."
Whim looks at me horrified, as she mentally imagined herself being there.
"Their sentences were broken. The last thing I remember is her apologizing and then I was out."
"I had no idea you went through so much-" she begins.
"It doesn't matter now does it?" I raise my voice, abruptly stopping her from completing her sentence. "I have no clue what happened or what happened after that. Right now, the most important thing is to help Miss Lily."
I don't want to think about it anymore. It's annoying. I'm sick of it, the damnable thoughts that keep plaguing me.
"That's not true!" she badgers. "Mr. Roze, that vision clearly means something to you! Isn't it trying to tell you something?"
"I know!" I snap back, shocking us both. I glance down to see my fists clenched and shaking. I had not meant to snap at her. "Sorry..."
It's frustrating when I think about it. I know that I should try to find out what happened, but something also tells me that it's better to leave it as is. That I should no longer get involved.
"..."
"..."
"Sorry. I should have minded my own business. For now, the Miss comes first. Thanks for sharing with me and goodnight."
After Whim left, I found myself pondering over the next few hours.
Why did she have to say that?
I don't understand. What's wrong with that? Why can't I just leave it alone? Why can't I be left alone?
I shake my head. I know that leaving it buried is me running away from the truth.
There must have been a reason for me to lose my memories.
...I wonder if I really want to know what it is.
End of Chapter 2
A/N: Next chapter should be up soon. Not much to say except for now there is a bit of RozexLily even though I'm not a fan of it. I do however acknowledge that she deserves some love. She isn't my favorite character, but she does bring hilarity to the game. I don't see Roze having feelings for her, but at times I do think that they have very touching moments. So here's a bit of RozexLily for fans of it. Please read and review!
