A few days had passed in this world—the one where I'm living in a hospital bed, meeting people strangers whom I had already known. These unfamiliar faces I apparently knew so well were constantly telling me stories.

But the one story I wanted to know more than any other was constantly being avoided… What happened to me? Why did I wake up in the hospital? What kind of accident caused this? I had heard that I was hit by a car, but the fact that I was in the street during the time that the car came speeding down the road remained a mystery.

I feel like… Maybe if I just knew what happened at that time, this nightmare of knowing nothing and no one would come to an end…? Perhaps, that's the thing that will bring back my memories.

Or… Is this world just one long dream?

"Are you ready, Kisara?" The soft voice of Serenity filled my ears.

In this world… She is Serenity. In the other world that I've been dreaming of, she is Shizuka. I was having a hard time trying to remember the names of everyone I had met—in this reality and the dreams.

"As ready as one can be…" I took in a deep breath, preparing for my first steps beyond the hospital.

The nurses moved me from my bed into a wheel chair. Not only did they start me on physical therapy so that I could start walking again today, but I was also signed off for leaving the hospital. Serenity was kind enough to offer to take me home and stay with me while Joey was off at work. These kind people are doing so much for me… Am I really worth it all though?

I sat in the wheel chair, trying to straighten myself as much as possible. My body ached from trying so hard to walk earlier. I had been in a coma so long that my body became weak. Not to mention the fact that the accident could have paralyzed me. I'm lucky enough to be able to move my body about normally.

In all honesty, the nurses were surprised that I even survived. I overheard them talking while they thought I was asleep. The survival rate for what I had come from had been rather low. They were all shocked that my injuries were also recovering so quickly—for instance, the doctor is surprised that I haven't gone blind in my left eye from the injury. He had told me that I managed to come out with just a black eye, which will heal with time. As for the broken bones and deep cut wounds, those would take even more time.

Suddenly, the wheelchair jerked me forward, as Serenity began pushing it from behind. "I'm sure you'll be happy with your apartment! Tea, Mai, and I were all cleaning it so that way you wouldn't have to come home to a mess. Who knew you would leave your dishes piled in the sink?"

She laughed, and I smiled, trying to imagine how I lived my own life. "Even I didn't know that."

"Oh, right!" I could feel her smiling just by how she sounded when she spoke. "It's pretty hard trying to remember that you have no memory of anything. Maybe you being in your own home will spark a few things."

"Hopefully…" I thought back to the vision I had when I had met Seto. "Can you… tell me more about Mr. Kaiba?"

She was quiet for a moment. "You met him again?"

"Y—yeah?" I became hesitant. "I apparently have him listed as my primary emergency call…"

"I can understand why…" She sounded slightly upset.

I tried my best to turn back and look up at her. It was difficult, since I still wore the eye patch over my eye. Even turning hurt my spine and my rib cage. So I just sat back, deciding not to look up at her.

"Is… that a bad thing?" I asked, as we reached the entry room of the hospital.

We stopped by the front desk so that she could officially sign me out. "No… Not bad. It just upsets my brother when you two talk."

"I see… I'm sorry then…" How am I supposed to know what's right and wrong when I don't remember anything…?

"We will see you tomorrow then for your therapy! Enjoy the rest of you day, miss Evers." The nurse at the desk smiled down at me.

I turned my head to see her, and smiled. "Yeah. Thanks."

And with that, we left the hospital. I squinted the moment we got outside. I hadn't been in the sunlight in such a long time. It couldn't be helped that my eyes wouldn't adjust very quickly. But, with some time, I found myself looking around as Serenity pushed the wheel chair around. She guided us to the parking lot, where she located her friend who would be driving us to the apartment.

Her friend owned a green convertible. He was tall, with long black hair that he wore in a ponytail and green eyes. At first glance, he didn't look like the kind of guy I personally would be jumping into a car with. But, Serenity was sweet an innocent, so who am I to judge? As Serenity pushed me closer, I swallowed away the nervousness that was causing pressure in my throat. The man waved as he noticed us getting closer.

"Yo! Serenity! Kisara! It's been a while!" The man laughed.

"Y—yeah..." I was a bit taken back.

Serenity shook her head and smiled at him. "Kisara, this is Duke. Him and I have been dating for almost a year now."

"Oh right… Memories still aren't back." He seemed like he was talking to himself rather than to one of us. He shook his head before holding out his hand to shake mine. "It's nice to meet you again Kisara."

I only smiled up at him. "I'm sorry… I don't have a hand I can shake with right now. But it's nice to meet you too."

He retracted his and scratched the back of his head. "My bad. I guess I didn't realize just how serious the accident was."

I could tell he was trying hard to be nice, causing me to smile. My eye was attracted to the dice earring that he wore. I was curious about what it symbolized for him. But I was more anxious about getting home.

Too bad I couldn't take care of myself… I hate to burden these kind people. They say they're my friends, but I don't know just how close I was to any of them. As I was distracted with my own thoughts, Serenity and Duke began helping me into the car, getting me buckled in and folding the wheel chair to put in his trunk.

"Was the convertible really the best car choice for taking her home though?" Duke was asking Serenity. "I still think we should have asked Tristan to drive his SUV over. I don't want the wind to be too much on her."

"I'll be okay..." I smiled. "Thank you for the concern, Duke."

He seemed to blush a bit as he smiled back at me, "No problem girl! Anything for a friend! But if it get's to be too much, let us know, and we'll stop somewhere and call Tristan to give us a ride."

"Sounds good to me." I smiled.

But I kept quiet the whole way home. Duke drove slower, taking any back roads that kept the speed down and made sure they weren't bumpy. Though we still hit a few smaller bumps that left me uncomfortable, I didn't complain. When we arrived, we pulled up to a small little duplex house. One side was a bit unkempt, and the other looked like it was well taken care of. I was almost afraid to ask which side was mine, but then I remembered Serenity telling me about her and a few others were over cleaning. As I was then helped out of the car and back into the wheel chair, Duke pushed me to the door of the cleaned up yard. I sighed in relief that the clean yard was my own.

Serenity used a key to open up the door. I couldn't help but wonder if I had given her a spare key at some point, or if perhaps she just had been holding on to my keys for me since the accident. I didn't care too much to know, as long as when I healed, I had my keys back. Serenity got the door open, and walked in, Duke pushing me in after her.

Stepping out of the way, I was welcomed by a large group of unfamiliar faces shouting out "Welcome Home Kisara!"

I didn't know what to be more surprised about: The fact that there were so many strangers in my home, or that they had basically thrown a surprise party to welcoming me home. I recognized Joey, who I thought was at work. I recognized Seto, from his visit. But I couldn't recognize a single other person. Two people held out a small banner that said "welcome back!"

But I just didn't recognize anyone…

And then I could see the looks on their faces… They went from smiling faces to… Devastation. As Joey walked up to me, I could feel the tear dripping from my eyes and rolling off my cheeks to my lap. But… Why was I crying?

"I'm sorry Kisara… I didn't know this would upset you..." Joey knelt down to me, trying to wipe away the tears. "We thought it would be a good way for you to meet everyone again…"

"We were gonna share stories…" A girl with brown short hair shared. "We thought it would possibly trigger some memories."

I felt like I couldn't speak. I was happy they were all so thoughtful. But… why was I so upset? Why was my heart throbbing so much? I closed my eyes and ground my teeth. It was overwhelming… I was trying so hard not to sob, but I for some reason couldn't help it. I lowered my head, though I couldn't lean forward.

"Thank you..." I whispered to Joey. "Truly… Thank you..."

Hearing the words, I could tell he smiled as he whispered back to me. "Anything for you."