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Ren arrived in time to see Kyoko finish off a small plate of food while his father was still scarfing his own down. "Hello Hizuri-san. Kyoko." She smiled at him a little hesitantly as she swallowed.

"Hello Ren." She spoke softly as she always did while speaking to him, hesitantly as if not sure how to deal with him. He smiled and sat beside her, looking at her plate.

"Did you enjoy your breakfast?" Her smile widened and she nodded happily.

"It was very good. Father went out and got me something. Um…did you eat already?" He shook his head, holding up a cup of coffee.

"No, I'm not hungry."

"But…you have to eat something." She insisted softly. "You have to take care of your body, and that means eating three meals a day…" Kuu chuckled and Ren sighed, a nostalgic smile on his face.

"I'll get something at home." He assured her simply. Not wanting to argue with him, she nodded, mostly placated.

"Has the doctor given his okay for you to come home?" He wondered.

"Not yet. He's waiting for the results of some tests…I'm not really sure what for." He nodded and took her plate, putting it on the table out of her way. As they waited for the doctor, he helped her to the bathroom again, Kuu went out in search of more food, and they chatted for a little while.

"What kind of place do we live in?" She wondered after he had helped her back into the bed. She was better able to walk and move around, but still unable to walk on her own completely, so she was grateful for his help, even if she was a little embarrassed when he closed the back of her gown and averted his eyes.

"I have a penthouse apartment." He told her with a smile. "You can stay in guest room if that will make you more comfortable."

"Um…where did I stay?" She mumbled, her face red.

"In my room." He told her simply, smiling a little when she blushed and changed the topic abruptly.

"What about work?"

"Well, I've had my schedule cleared for a little while so I'll probably go back in a week or so. You just finished a season of one of your dramas and you were considering working on a movie, but since the accident you're schedule has been cleared for at least another month. If you want to go back to work sooner, you'll have to be cleared by the doctor and Lory." She listened solemnly.

"Um…Ren…what if…what if I can't act anymore?" He looked up in surprise as if the thought had never occurred to him.

"What? Why wouldn't you be able to?"

"If I can't remember how…" She trailed off. "Or…what if I don't want to?" She ignored his incredulous expression, focusing on the wall in front of her as he sat next to her in silence.

"We can talk about it later." He said simply. "When you're feeling better. You don't have to worry about that now." She nodded a little.

'I don't want to be an actress.' She thought as he sipped his coffee. 'I don't know how to act and I'll probably just make an idiot of myself. But…what can I do? Do I have a contract at LME? I'll have to talk to Takarada-san soon and ask him. But will Ren be angry if I quit?' She wanted to sigh. 'I can't even remember going to high school…did I? I lived here with Sho for a while apparently…did I attend high school here? Or did I just work? When did I start at LME?' The barrage of questions made her head ache so she shut her eyes and lay back against the pillows, trying to clear her mind.

"Are you okay?" He mumbled, leaning forward and stroking her cheek.

"I'm fine." She told him simply, not wanting to explain that the more she learned about her life in Tokyo, the more questions she had.

The doctor arrived an hour later and told her that she was clear to go, but warned Ren that she needed to be watched for a few days to make sure she didn't relapse. After he gave Ren a list of things to look out for, Ren brought out a bag and placed it on her bed. "Here. I brought you a change of clothes from home."

"Oh. Thank you." She smiled up at him, blushing when he leaned down and kissed her forehead tenderly.

"Of course. I'll wait outside. Do you need me to get someone to help you change?" She blushed brightly but nodded.

"Please. I don't think I can by myself." He nodded and, after a passing touch to her cheek, left the room. A few minutes later, a young woman entered the room and shut the door.

"Need some help?"

"Please."

"Of course." She pulled out the girl's underwear and supported her as she pulled them on, the helped her into her skirt. She then helped her fasten her bra and pulled her top over Kyoko's head. "There you go." She smiled and handed the girl a brush as well. Kyoko ran it through her hair, hoping that she didn't look awful. Ren walked up behind her and took the brush from her hand, running it through her hair and sitting behind her on the bed.

"You look beautiful." He whispered in her ear, making her shiver in surprise and jerk forward. She was held in place by his strong hand around her torso and he chuckled softly in her ear. "Sorry. I wasn't trying to scare you." She blushed and sat still as he brushed her hair. His hand on her torso pulled her back for a second and he buried his nose in her hair. Not wanting to hurt his feelings, she relaxed a little against him, a tear falling from her eye as he took a deep, shuddering breath and then pulled away, placing the brush back in the bag. She pretended not to notice when he hurriedly wiped at his eyes.

The doctor brought in a wheel chair and before Kyoko could move to sit in it, Ren slipped his arms under her knees and around her back, her head suddenly resting on his shoulder, and placed her in the chair. She blushed brightly but didn't protest, and he put his hands on the back of her chair and pushed her down the hallway. She blinked when the light burned her eyes and jumped a little when sunglasses were slipped onto her face. She smiled up at Ren gratefully and found him looking at her fondly. When they reached his car, he lifted her out of the chair and sat her into the passenger seat. Making sure she was inside, he shut the door firmly and climbed into the driver's seat, thanking the doctor and then leaning over to fasten her seat belt. Kuu drove away in his rental car and promised to see them later.

Kyoko watched in silence as the scenery rushed back, her heart jumping a little every time they drove through an intersection. Taking a deep breath and forcing herself to calm down, she glanced over at Ren who, coincidentally, was glancing at her as well. "Everything okay?"

"Mmhm." She gave him a weak smile and he took her hand, a gesture that felt familiar and safe now, squeezing her hand. She turned her attention back to the road in front of them and watched the shops and apartments pass by. Finally they pulled into an underground parking lot and he jumped out of the car and hurried to help her. Opening the door, he scooped her into his arms, making her squeak. He laughed softly when she put her arms around his neck.

"I've got you." He assured her softly, grabbing her bag and shifting her in his arms. Careful not to bump her head or legs on anything, he walked over to the elevator and managed to press the button for the top floor and they waited in somewhat awkward silence.

"Um…thank you." She said softly. He smiled down at her.

"Of course." Looking into his eyes, she realized that he was looking at her as if he wanted something desperately. She blushed a little, resting her head against his shoulder, and she felt him sigh a little. Making a quick decision, she stretched his neck and kissed his cheek lightly. He looked down, a bit startled, but his gentle smile was more than enough of a reward for her embarrassment.

Ren slid the key card into the slot in the door, carefully setting Kyoko on her feet and continuing to support her, and then pushed the door open. Kyoko's jaw dropped as they stepped into his living room. 'Oh…wow! Does he just live here? This place is huge! No…wait…I live here too? Are we rich? He said that he was an actor….and so am I…but surely he makes all the money.' He helped her sit down and removed her shoes, then lifted her and placed her on the sofa.

"Are you hungry?" He wondered.

"No…I already ate." She smiled awkwardly. "But…um…you should eat something." He nodded, seeming resigned, and turned toward the kitchen. Suddenly he stopped and grinned over at her boyishly.

"Would you like to see the rest of the house?"

For some reason, those words struck a cord in her. Unable to place the memory, she only nodded and took his hand, standing slowly. "Well, you've seen the living room. Over here is the kitchen." He led her into the giant room and grinned at her stunned reaction. "You love cooking in here." He informed her with a soft laugh.

She closed her eyes briefly and froze when she looked at the kitchen floor. The memory flashed in her mind, invading all of her senses. She was lying on the kitchen floor wearing a school uniform. He was lying on top of her, crushing her against the floor. A hand touched her cheek and ran a thumb over her lip. 'Do you have any experience in kissing?'

She blinked when she felt him squeeze her waist. "You okay?"

"Yea…sorry." He nodded slowly and they continued the tour, which was relatively uneventful until she reached his bedroom.

"Oh…my…god!" She cried. "This bed is huge! Do you just sleep in it?" She froze and blushed, placing her hand over her mouth when he laughed loudly. He watched her face and neck turn red, bringing his laughter under control, and tugged her gently.

"Yes, that's pretty much all I do in it." She blushed brighter. "I'll show you the guest room."

Kyoko lay back on the bed, her eyes closing. The medicine for her head was making her tired, and she relaxed in the dark. Slowly she drifted into sleep, with the sounds of Ren's movements in the kitchen a soothing reminder of his presence.

Her dream was more fragments of memories than a logical sequence. A young woman with short black hair and a horrible scar glared at a young blonde woman speaking with a young man in a suit. A beautiful school girl with short orange hair, surrounded by similarly dressed girls, smirked at another young girl who was watching her warily. A girl with short black hair lay on a bed, a tall, handsome man climbing over her and kissing her neck, his fingers deftly unbuttoning her blouse. The feeling of lips on hers.

She jerked awake, her face on fire. 'Was that…was that woman me? In bed with…' She blushed even brighter, burying her face in her hands. 'Who were those other girls? Did I just make them up?'

Kyoko stood slowly and walked into the living room, managing by holding on to the wall and furniture as she made her way to the sofa. Ren looked up from a script and smiled gently. "Hey." He stood and helped her to sit down, his arm falling naturally around her shoulder and she found that she fit perfectly against his side, her head resting on his shoulder.

Ren felt his heart leap when she lie her head against him, sitting so naturally against him like she usually did. "Did you sleep okay?" He asked, wishing that he could pretend, just for a second, that everything was normal.

"Um…yea." There was a bit of hesitation in her voice and he turned and squeezed her shoulder. He didn't want to ask if she remembered anything, but he was dying to know.

"I dreamed about a girl with a scar." She told him softly. "And…a school girl…" He nodded thoughtfully, a soft smile on his face. He extracted himself from the sofa and knelt down, looking through DVD's in his TV table. Finally finding what he was looking for, he pulled out two cases, then sat back down on the sofa beside her. She looked at the two cases, one of which said "Dark Moon, Season 1" and the other said "Box R, Season 1." She looked up at him questioningly for a moment and he opened the Dark Moon case, making her gasp. "Her!" She cried. "And…and him! And her too!" The three main characters were on the cover of the insert she was pointing to and staring at him. Quickly, she opened the Box R case and found the school girls in there as well. "Were these my favorite TV shows or something?" He grinned a little.

"Kyoko, you were in them." Her eyes widened. "This." He pointed to the girl with the scar. "Is Mio. And this is Natsu. Both were characters you played." She stared at him wide-eyed. "And this, this is me." She looked down at the man from her dream and her mouth dropped open. "Do you want to watch it?" Hesitantly, she nodded, and he slipped the first DVD from Dark Moon into the player, setting back on the couch and covering her with a throw as the credits started.

As the episode played, he stole hopeful glances at her, but she only watched the screen openmouthed. Finally, she met his eyes and whispered. "Is…is that really me?" He smiled softly, his hope fading away and replaced with a dull pain.

"Yes. Of course. I told you, you're a great actress." She frowned a little and looked back at the screen, watching the characters intently.

Ren sat in his bedroom, hands resting on his knees. She was still in the living room, watching the entire first season of Dark Moon. 'She still doesn't remember anything…' The thought, though not unexpected, was more and more painful every time he thought it. 'What if…" He closed his eyes. "If she never regains her memories…I'll never leave her. No matter what it takes, I will do anything to help her remember.'

Kyoko sighed as the last episode ended. 'I can't believe I actually…acted. In a TV show…no…two TV shows. How did I become an actress? Why did I do it? Did it have anything to do with Ren? I just have so many questions….but I don't know how to ask him.' Occasionally little flashes of memory would come to her; herself walking through a lobby, having her makeup done…lying under Ren as he kissed her. That one always made her blush and shake it away. 'He said I use to sleep in his bed…have we…well if I live with him, I guess so.' She blushed even brighter.

Ren stepped out of his bedroom, taking a deep breath and brushing hair out of his now dry face. Following his nose, he entered the kitchen where he found Kyoko scooping something into a plate, her hand gripping the counter. Her legs seemed to be barely holding her up, but she was doing better. "Hmm. That looks good."

"Thank you." She smiled up at him shyly. "I made you some too." He smiled gratefully and spooned some food onto his plate, then helped her back into the living room. "You didn't have to cook." He told her kindly. "I would have picked something up…or cooked something." He took a bite and closed his eyes. "Mmmm." He said quietly. She blushed at the content smile on his mouth as he savored her cooking. "You always were a fantastic cook." Her blush brightened and she looked away. He chuckled softly. "Thank you, but you shouldn't be walking around." He reminded her with a gently scolding look. She sighed.

"But if I don't walk around, how am I going to get my strength back?" She wondered. He smiled at the typical Kyoko response, nostalgia taking over for a second.

"You do need to walk around, but not by yourself, just in case you fall or hurt yourself." She nodded glumly but he took her hand. "Hey, it's fine. Just ask me for help next time."

After eating, Ren and Kyoko went back to watching TV, this time switching to Box R. She watched in barely concealed amazement as she watched herself saunter around the set, bullying the other girls and ordering them around. His arm wrapped around her made her relax, and she leaned against his chest, listening to his steady breathing.

'I love you.' He didn't say it. He didn't dare. He had no idea what her attitude toward love…or himself at the moment. 'It's just like when she was 17 again. I have to go slowly and gain her trust.' He leaned over and kissed the top of her head, wishing he could do more, but knowing that the results couldn't be good. 'I just have to wait and hope that she gets her memories back…all of them.' He sighed, closing his eyes, then turned back to the screen.

A/N: Thanks for reading.