Shigure sat down in front of Ayame. "There's no avoiding it, your secret is out Aaya," Shigure said nonchalantly. "And also, you can't just eat takeout forever, you'll ruin your figure, isn't that what you're afraid of? You're going to run out of money too, I mean, not working anymore, I can't picture it but it is happening right now and-" "Gure-san, please go home," Ayame cut in. Shigure realised he had gone too far. "Aaya, you can't do things liket is to yourself. You have lived longer amounts of time without her. I need you to get out of the house and go to work, get some food to cook, anything," Shigure said, a little more thoughtfully. "Go home," was the other man's response. "I guess there's just n convincing you," Shigure said. "Well, I need to use your bathroom, so if I may?" Ayame nodded. Shigure went upstairs to the master bathroom. He quickly opened the medicine cabinet, and upon seeing the bloodied razorblade, he put it in his pocket. After scouring the rest of the room, he found 5 more razors still with blades in them. Better take those too. Shigure flushed the toilet as he pocketed the razors and went downstairs. "Well, I guess I'm off," he said. Ayame grunted to assure him that he heard. Shigure sighed. Hopefully those were the only ones. If he wanted to cut himself anymore, he would either have to use something else, which was not ideal, or go get more razors. At least he would be getting out of the house.
Kyo cried out in pain as a nail went through his foot. "Damn nails don't belong in the damn river!" he said aloud to himself, wrenching it from his foot. He waded from the stream, bleeding and naked. The nail had a hearty coat of rust on it. He needed to get to a doctor. Swearing, he got dressed and packed up his things to go to the main house, where Hatori was. His foot stung, as though already infected, and it didn't take long for Kyo to give up on hiking down the mountain. The river was too shallow to float down on a raft, and he didn't have a cell phone. Hopping on one foot tired him out too fast, and walking on it was becoming ever more painful. "IS ANYBODY OUT THERE!?" he cried slumping against a dead tree. No answer. "I CAN'T MOVE! ANYBODY HEAR ME!?" "Yell again!!" someone called, off in the distance. "I'M BY THE RIVER!!" he shouted, relief washing over him. "What?!" they were closer! "THE RIVER!" he heard footsteps approaching him. "Kyo-san??" said the voice. Oh great, he thought.
Yuki sighed. Shizuka wasn't home, she was at a concert tonight with Hatsuharu. Their plan was falling into place slowly, but it seemed to be subtle enough that she didn't notice. The concert was My Chemical Romance, Shizuka's favorite American band from before she lost her memory. Haru asked her to come, saying his friend who was supposed to go got sick and he needed someone else to go with him. She figured it was Haru's favorite band and agreed, having nothing better to do anyway. Hopefully seeing MCR would spark some kind of flashback, subconscious or not, of when Ayame took her to see them 2 years ago. Yuki looked at the clock. 8:30; the opening act should be over by now. Haru said he would call at intermission. Sure enough, the phone rang. "Hello? ---------How's everything going?----It was the same opening act as when she went with Nii-san? Wow.-------Maybe something will trigger when MCR goes on.---------They will play their old stuff, right?-----Ok, because that's what she'd remember.------Ok. Bye." Shigure came into the room silently. "Yuki-kun, what's going on? Where did Haru take our little Shizuka?" he asked. "He didn't tell you? They're at a concert, the same lineup of the one Nii-san took her to a couple years ago." Yuki explained. "Why?" Shigure said, then he looked serious. "You're not trying to give her flashbacks are you? If Akito finds out..." "I know, Shigure," Yuki said crossly. "You tell him and you die."
Hatsuharu was getting pissed off at the arrogant girl next to him. "Intermission is intermission, you just have to wait!" he shouted over the noise of the crowd. "They should get ready to go on while the other band is performing!" she retorted irritably. Haru gripped the seat in front of him, trying to hold in his black side. This was not the girl he dated. He wanted so badly just to punch her in the face. When My Chemical Romance took the stage at last, he feigned enthusiasm to keep up the charade. She listened, but didn't show much interest, eventually sitting down in her seat. The band finished their newest act, and returned backstage to change outfits. Haru made Shizuka stand up for the next part, hoping and pleading she would remember something from her experience with Ayame. He saw nothing in her eyes for the longest time. Then, at the last song they played, Helena, he saw her lips forming the words along with the music, and a light in her eyes that was supposed to be dead. After the song was over, she returned to her 'normal' state, instantly whining about a headache and a strange sensation in her mind. Haru sighed and took her out to the bus that would take them into town. "How did you like it?" he asked through clenched teeth. "It was ok, I wouldn't go see them on my own again. I don't remember much about the last song, did I fall asleep?" she asked with a condescending tone. "No," he said angrily. "Why are you so irritated? You're not the one with the headache," she accused. That was it. Black Haru grabbed the girl violently by the shoulders and shook her a few times. "Does it hurt now, huh?! I bet you're wishing you hadn't whined so much now, aren't you?!" he shook her again, purposefully banging her head against one of the metal poles in the bus. A few people came over and tried to pull him off of her, but they couldn't do much against his Black side. "You rich spoiled clone-of-Akito empty-headed brat!!" He had let go of her at this point, backing her into the bus seat where she sat, curled into a ball. He saw he terrified look in her eye, and immediately turned white. He held her in his arms, trying to keep her from crying. "Shizuka, it's ok. I'm sorry." he said. "It's not you, I'm not afraid on you," she said, retaining a bit of her arrogance even in fear. "I remember the last song now. It's called Helena and I sang along with it. Haru I've never heard that song before!!" She burst into sobs and he held her, leaving the people on the bus bewildered. When they bus stopped, he walked the shaking girl home. "Yuki open up," he said when he reached Shigure's house. Yuki came to the door and saw Kyo's sister crying and holding onto Haru. "She freaked herself out. Let's put her to bed," he said. Yuki was confused but did as he was told. "So what happened?" he asked, hopeful. Haru grinned. "She sang along with the last song. Of course, this freaked her out since she doesn't think she's ever heard it before, but isn't this great?" Yuki smiled. He had to tell his brother!
Ayame's cell phone vibrated in his pocket while he was at the grocery store, contemplating a new set of razors. "Hello?" he said dully. It was his brother. He hung up the phone after listening to what Yuki had to say, and collapsed on the floor of the store, a few tears leaking from his eyes. A few workers helped him up, and he dusted off, pretending nothing had happened. He didn't take the razors. The checkout line was short, and a soon as he could he ran to his car. After dropping the food off at his house he sped to Shigure's, and burst in the door. Yuki, who had been leaning against said door, fell facefirst onto the veranda. "Ow." he said, looking up. "Nii-san!" he exclaimed, genuinely happy to see him for once. "Yes, it's me," said Ayame, too drained to make a flourishy entrance. "I'm glad you got out of the house," Yuki said, trying not to sound too excited. "Me too," he agreed. "I can't believe that Shizu-chan remembered the concert...maybe there is hope?" Yuki nodded. "Of course, if Akito finds out that this was planned, he won't be happy," he said nonchalantly, inwardly terrorized. "I don't care what price Akito wants for Shizuka's memories, but i'll pay it," Ayame said boldly, a little of the old light falling back into place in his eyes. Yuki decided not to say anything, he was just glad his brother was feeling better. Shigure, who had been standing in the doorway for some time, jumped on Ayame and scared the hell out of him. "Aaya you're back!" he cried. "Shigure, you're acting stranger than usual..." Yuki commented, but Shigure took no notice. Everybody stopped, though, when they heard the quiet footsteps of a delicate little girl descending the stairs. "Hey Aaya," said Shizuka. Her eyes grew wide, and she ran back up the stairs. "Shizu-chan wait! I know you remember me!!" he cried, slumping against the wall. From upstairs rang her horrified voice. "No I DON'T!!" but as she lay on her bed, she whispered to herself, "at least I think."
