He didn't know what had happened to him. All he could remember was a white void, where he sat all alone. Well, mostly alone for the most part. He had some kind of company, and it was a woman who had chocolate brown eyes and brown hair. He had no idea who she was, but she claimed to be a friend. So, that had to be something at the very least.
The woman just spoke to him, trying to encourage him so he would wake up. Yet, she also told him the reason she was even there in the first place.
"I want to keep your mind together until you wake up. If you don't wake up it could destroy me."
What did that mean in the first place?
The blonde shook his head at the reminder. How could she keep his mind together in the first place? Not to mention, who was she? Why did he feel like he knew her from somewhere before? Not to mention, why did he always hear another voice? He knew that it wasn't this woman's as their voices didn't sound even close. Not to mention, the song, he followed it, hoping he could find any idea as to where it could lead him and then… he found himself in this odd room.
Shaking his head a little, his eyes searched the room that he woke up in. As if hoping to find any kind of answer to what he lacked in knowing. Even the people who would walk into the room stared at him oddly. As if they were scared for him. Yet, when they would ask him questions, he just stared at them, wanting to be left alone to his thoughts. Really, couldn't they see that he didn't want to be bothered right now? He was trying to sort out his own thoughts, which he couldn't do if he was being bothered.
He could hear them though, mumbling to themselves as they spoke about 'making a phone call'. But to who? Who would they call that would concern him of all people? He was sure that there was no one out there for him, no one waiting for him. Why else would he wake up alone for that matter?
Shaking his head a little, as if to shake any of those thoughts out of his head, the young man looked up at the wall, trying to think about anything that could have put him in here. Was he in some kind of accident? Was he attacked? Mugged? If that was the case then why couldn't he remember? Ugh, this was going to drive him nuts that was for sure.
Soon, he heard a few people talking in the hall, though he couldn't make out any kind of words from where he resided. Maybe if he was lucky, they would just hurry up and leave him alone.
Yet, a voice caused him to look up and blink as he saw a green haired woman walk in. She stared at him, as if she knew who he was. Her eyes, they looked like emeralds to him, pools of green that seemed to show him the purity of her soul itself. She spoke to him, but he didn't seem to pay attention to her. He was focused on her.
The way her hair fell over her shoulders.
The way her eyes seemed to sparkle with so many emotions that he couldn't read them properly.
It seemed that she would ask him something, though he wasn't listening to her at all. He could only frown at her as he focused more on her eyes. On how expressive they were to him. Yet, seeing the pain only growing worse each time she spoke, and seemed to ask him something. He wasn't paying attention still and it seemed to only upset her all the more.
Why did it hurt him to feel such pain in the first place? It hurt him, knowing that she was hurting and it seemed to be because he wasn't responding. But, how could he respond? He wasn't even listening to her, not to mention he was thirsty. Maybe he should have asked the nurse for some water or something while they were talking to him.
When he saw her tremble, even slightly he knew that something was wrong. She wasn't looking at him, and her shoulders shook as if she was trying to keep in her sobs to herself. It made his heart clench painfully at the sight.
He had to do something.
Reaching out, he carefully cupped her face against his hand and got her to look at him. He slowly reached over with his free hand and wiped her tears away. It bothered him, to see her cry like this. Frightened him that he had no idea what it was that brought on these tears but he knew that it had something to do with him.
What else that confused him more than anything was the weird feeling in his heart. It felt as if he knew her, that she meant something to him but what could that be? It just baffled him, confounded him that he would be so concerned for this woman. Yet, there was a part of him that seemed drawn to her. Why that was, he wasn't completely sure but it had to mean something.
As she gazed at him, calling him 'Toshi' the man wondered if that was his name, yet, the way she looked at him in confusion. No, not confusion, but hope. It seemed as if she was hoping for… something. What was it?
Yet, when he asked her who she was he saw more pain reflect in her green pools. It hurt him to see so much pain in those beautiful pools of hers. But why was she so hurt? Why did this hurt her more than it should have? Did she know him? Odd, he was sure that he had no idea who she was. After all, if he had met her, surely he'd meet a beautiful woman such as her.
Right?
The woman looked down, more tears rolling down her cheeks as they all but seemed to spill past his hand that still resided on her cheek before excusing herself and walked out of the room. He couldn't help but frown at her before pulling his arms back and sat back in his bed. There was something that bothered her, he knew that much when she started to talk to the doctors in the hall. He hoped that he could even get some water, god he was thirsty.
"You made her cry so much." Came a voice, causing the blonde to nearly jump out of his skin as he looked over at a raven haired man. He looked so exhausted, both physically and emotionally. The blonde frowned a little as he felt something for this man. Not as strongly as this woman but a strong bond that seemed unbreakable. "Why would you do that? She's been worried sick about you since you've been in here."
"She knows me?" asked the man with a frown on his face.
Hearing that made the man stare at him with a frown on his face. Leaning closer to the blonde, the raven haired man narrowed his eyes before he looked over his shoulder and saw the doctor staring at him before making some kind of gesture with his hand as if to get him to ask some questions. Maybe the blonde would even find out somethings such as why he was here in the first place. "Thirsty?"
"Yeah…" The blonde said with a frown.
The raven haired man nodded his head before looking over his shoulder. "Get a pitcher of water and a glass please." The doctor nodded before he spoke to some nurses and told them to get some water. Otherwise, there was soft chatter in the hall, he could make out the woman's voice and it made him want to see if she was okay. He had to know if she was okay, just as he was about to get up he felt the man push him back down. "Stay there, I have a few things I wanna ask you."
The blonde nodded his head so the raven haired man could speak.
"Where are we?" asked the man.
"Japan."
"What is ten plus forty-nine minus seven?"
"Uh… fifty-two?"
The raven haired man hummed softly in reply before looking up and saw the nurse coming in the room with a pitcher and water. The man thanked her before taking it from her and poured the blonde a glass. "Here." The blonde nodded his thanks before sipping the water slowly and sighed in content.
"Thank you."
"Don't mention it."
The blonde peeked at the raven haired man and frowned a little in confusion. He wondered why he was even asking these questions in the first place.
"Okay, another question for you. Do you know what 'quirks' are?"
"Yeah, they're pretty much super powers for humans." The blonde answered with a frown on his face. The raven haired man leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms across his chest as he seemed to be in deep thought. It seemed that he was starting to put pieces together and it seemed to bother the blonde a little more. Made him want to learn what this was in the first place. "Why are you asking me these in the first place?"
"I want to confirm something." Answered the raven haired man before he looked at the blonde straight in the eyes. "What is your name?"
"That's simple its… it's…" He frowned a little, what was his name? Eyes widening, the man felt his shoulders rise as he felt his heart starting to race within his ribs. Breath starting to quicken as if they couldn't stay in his lungs long enough to go to his brain. Hell, he could even feel his eyes dilate to the point where they were needle tips. Who was he?!
"Inko!" shouted the raven haired man.
He didn't know what was going on, all he knew was that before he could process anything else he felt arms wrap around him. Pulling him into a warm embrace. His breath was still quick, as was his heart but he couldn't help but start to relax a little as he felt… warm. Comfort and… safe. Blinking slowly, the blonde slowly peeked up and saw that it was the green haired woman. She ran her fingers through his hair, the motions itself was soothing and relaxing.
The man could even hear her humming softly, her cheek pressing against the top of his head as she just kept humming. The song itself, was so soothing. "I…" He tried to speak, but the woman shushed him, as if him speaking would only get him going again. He wondered, why was she doing all of this for him in the first place? He hurt her didn't he? So why would she want to comfort him of all people?
"It'll be okay Toshi, just relax." She had whispered between her humming.
'Is that really my name? And, why does it sound so right coming from her to have her call me that?' he thought to himself before he felt his eyes starting to droop. Slowly, but surely the young man started to fall asleep. His breathing relaxed, as did his heart before he felt sleep consume him.
Inko couldn't help but frown as she looked at her husband. She had been talking to the doctor, leaving Shouta to speak to Toshinori. Yet, when Shouta had yelled out for her she knew something had gone wrong. When Toshinori was panicking, shaking as he was she knew that she had to do something in order to comfort him. The only thing that she could think of, was to hold him much like how she had during some of the nightmares that he had before they were married.
It seemed silly to him, but it worked for the most part.
As she gazed down at the sleeping Toshinori, she couldn't help but wonder what it was that set him off. Moving her gaze to Shouta, she frowned a little as she wondered what it was that had happened. The doctor himself even looked confused for that matter. "What happened?" asked Inko softly, not wanting to wake up Toshinori.
"I asked him a few simple questions. Mostly common knowledge for the most part. Yet, it seemed when I asked him what his name was, he started to panic." Shouta answered calmly before turning his gaze to the blonde and frowned a little. "It's as if he lost his memories only about himself." Inko frowned a little in confusion. He only lost his memories, about himself? Inko was about to open her mouth to reply but it seemed that Shouta held up his hand to silence her. "Think about it Inko. He has no idea who we are, because we are tied to his own life's memories. Any memory based on himself, his own life, was erased, stolen most likely by the villain that had done this." Inko frowned a little.
"But what are we to do? We can't have him wandering around without knowing who he is…" Inko said with a frown.
"I'll have to find the villain, since Amaterasu still has the scent she could track him down but that could take time since her sense of smell is better at night." Inko sighed softly before she looked down at her husband. He was just sleeping away, without a care in the world. It was as if he had no idea what it was that was going on around him. "Though, I don't know what we can do to help him." Shouta mumbled.
"Well, since it seemed that trying to force him to remember things would cause him distress. I'll look up in some files to see if I can find anyone with a case of amnesia such as Toshinori here. As for him though, I think it is best to keep him in a familiar environment."
"But he'll freak out-" Inko went to say but the doctor shook his head.
"Only if you try to force the memories. If he tries to remember at his own pace, it may help him. Tell him his name that can be a good start. As for what more to do, I think it is best that you tell anyone that knows him to not give away too much about his life. Who knows what would happen should they reveal too much." The doctor said with a soft sigh before pushing his glasses up. "Though, I do fear what could happen should he be forced to remember too quickly. Since he has no recollection of who he was, he will try to adapt a new persona, and may reject the old one. If you take it slow, then it should be enough to help him restore his memories."
"But what if… he never remembers?" asked Inko with a frown.
"I don't know Yagi-san, I really don't know." The doctor said with a sigh before adding "I'll go and get the release forms. You may take him home today if you wish or even tomorrow so you may contact your friends and family about his condition." With that, the doctor left.
"What should we do?" asked Inko with a frown on her face.
"Right now, you seem to be the one thing that calms Toshinori down. I think it is best that you stay around him for the most part. I know you still need to work so we can all take shifts to help him out." Shouta mumbled before looking at the blonde in the green haired woman's arms. He was still asleep, Inko wondered how he could sleep like this after being asleep for over a week?
Inko sighed softly, running her fingers through his hair a little more before whispering "I want to help him. I want him to remember me, to remember us and our friends. Do you think… you could go the house and remove all the pictures of Toshinori and I from the house and hide them? Tell the boys too about the situation. They're smart, they'll know that they can't reveal to their father who he is to them." Inko wanted to cry, this was all so painful for her.
It felt like in some way, she had lost her husband, and now she had to hide who he was in his own home. What more could she do? "Maybe set up the guest room as well. I… I can't have Toshinori sleep on the couch and I know that if he's still the same man deep down, despite not having any memories of himself he won't take the bed."
Shouta nodded before he walked out of the room. Pulling out his cell as he did so. Most likely texting Hizashi in the hopes that he could get his boyfriend to help with clearing out the pictures and of course the guest room. It made Inko wonder what their lives were going to be like while Toshinori tried to recollect his memories. She knew that they had to do something, but what more could they do? It almost seemed as if the battle has already been lost on her.
As if this couldn't any worse, it broke her heart that even though he still looked the same, he wasn't. His eyes, still empty and void of any sparks like they usually did. Though, she had noticed that he only spoke to her and Shouta. Was it because he had only been thirsty and couldn't speak because of how parched he was or was it something more? What could it have been?
Looking down at the blonde, Inko whispered "Please remember us Toshi, that's all I want from you." She kissed his forehead before nuzzling his blonde locks. "Please…" Inko begged in a whisper.
Shouta sighed softly as he and the new hero, Amaterasu was clearing up the Yagi home of pictures that had Toshinori, Inko and the kids in. It was a rather daunting task but he knew that it was something that had to be done. He turned and saw that Amaterasu still had a sullen look on her face, did she still feel guilt over what happened?
Shaking his head, he grabbed a few more pictures as he calmly said "Stop that right now Amaterasu."
"It's Tomoya, I'm not a hero right now." She said with a sigh before looking over at Shouta and frowned a little. Her wolf ears twitching at him as she asked "And stop what? Working?"
"No, stop that look you're giving. Inko doesn't blame you for anything that happened to Toshinori and she won't. Inko is far too kind to blame someone for such a thing that wasn't directly your fault." Shouta grumbled before rubbing his shoulders as he looked over at the guest room. "You finish up here, I'll go and do the guest room alright?"
"Yeah, alright." Tomoya said in a soft voice.
If it wasn't for the fact that they were the only people in the house, he would have had a hard time hearing her. Shouta wondered if she had trouble with guilt, or if she just couldn't let it go as easily as other people could. It was rather puzzling, in a way it reminded him of Miyoko. Which was rather strange, there was no way that they could have known each other in passing. Miyoko never mentioned knowing anyone or even meeting anyone while she was dating Hisashi all those years ago. It was rather puzzling.
The raven haired man sighed softly as he went to the guest room where Toshinori would be sleeping. It would be odd to see that for sure. The few times the man was late coming to work, Shouta had to go and get the blonde and wake up to Toshinori sprawled out on the bed, blankets thrown over the edge of the bed and snoring loudly. With Inko snuggled up against his side as if trying to stay warm.
He won't lie, but he found the sight rather endearing. A sign at what Toshinori did just to keep Inko in his life and to keep her happy.
To have this happen to the family was rather heart breaking and it made Shouta wish that he could do something to help the family but what more could he do? It wasn't like he could have an idea as to what he could do to help them.
"Eraserhead?" came Tomoya's voice, causing him to look over and saw Tomoya standing there. During his week of training her, he found it odd to see her in normal clothes. Just seeing her in a white t-shirt and a pair of black jean shorts with heeled sandals. Her tail wrapped itself around her leg as if she was nervous about something.
"You can call me Shouta, we're not on duty like you said." He mumbled before walking over to the woman. "What is it?"
"I'm just curious, do you want me to hide this picture as well? It is of Toshinori but it doesn't have the kids or his wife but… um…"
"Show it to me."
Tomoya nodded her head before holding up the picture to the man and he couldn't help but feel his heart clench at the sight. It was a picture of Toshinori and his sister happy and laughing at the camera as they each had an outstretched arm out, most likely holding the phone to take their picture. He couldn't believe that this picture was out in the house for anyone to see.
Then again, Toshinori may have wanted to make sure that his sons knew who their aunt was. Which, made sense to Shouta as Miyoko was a wonderful person. She was lovely yes, kind even though she was over the top with her dreams so to speak. He couldn't help but feel a tear roll down his cheek before nodding to Tomoya's question. "Yes, hide it as well. Toshinori won't have any memory of her anyway."
"He won't even know his sister?"
"Yes he- wait how do you know who she is?" Shouta gave her a dark look, which almost made the young woman back up a bit in fear. "Tell me right now how you know this! No one should know this! She has been kept out of the public eye about her connection to Toshinori's hero persona!"
"I… I um…"
"What is it?!" Shouta said with a glare, looking ready to kill if he could.
"I'm sorry but I can't reveal everything. I… I can't. I'm not ready to share that information." Shouta glared at her which made her flinch all the more. Looking up, she stared at him with wide golden eyes and Shouta knew that she was scared for her safety at the moment. "I'm sorry."
"I won't tell if you tell me."
"You can't promise that. I don't know you well enough to know that you will keep your word sir. I am sorry, but right now you are not my boss but even then I can't tell you. It is something that is between myself no one else." She looked down before bowing to the man and went to finish her cleaning.
Great, she was a mystery that was for sure. The only thing he knew was that she seemed to have her own secrets that she didn't want to share yet. He knew that, but when it came to Miyoko, he couldn't help but be protective and curious. Miyoko was like his own sister and he loved her as such. When she died, it had been a blow to him, Hizashi and Toshinori. The latter of course ended up forgetting about her for years.
Covering his eyes with his hand, he let out a groan before sliding his palm down his face. This was all just getting even more complicated as time went on. He couldn't help but wonder what he should do right now. It just seemed as the closer he was getting to Miyoko's past the further away he became and it bothered him.
Sighing softly, the young man looked over at where Tomoya had taken off too and frowned a little before he went back to the task at hand. Now that he thought about it, her powers were familiar to him. He knew her powers from somewhere, but where could they be from? He didn't know, but he knew that he had to do something about this. Maybe she won't be willing to share that bit of her past with him, but maybe she would at least tell him about her powers a little more. There had to be something to this.
Looking at the time, he saw that Inko should be arriving home soon with Toshinori. The man though wouldn't even know that this was his home, that he and Inko lived here as husband and wife.
When he had returned to the room after making a phone call, he saw Inko removing Toshinori's wedding ring as he slept. It wasn't that she wanted too, it was that she had to. It was one thing to allow his memories to return to him slowly, but too much too soon would only hurt him and he may end up rejecting who he was. Sighing softly, the young man saw Inko crying as she slid his ring, along with her own in her pocket for safe keeping until she could lock them both away.
"Inko, we'll find out who did this to him, we'll do whatever we can to make sure that he remembers who he was." He hoped so at least.
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