'I am Haruhi Fujioka.' ... 'then who is this I am inside?' I think staring at the girl in the mirror a few moments longer as the boy pulls back,an easy,happy grin on his face. Takes my hand and begins to tote me through another door. I lose sight of the foreign skin I wear as we walk away. The boy chatters on, talking about bands, concerts, shops, cakes, nothing important,really.. I am overwhelmed. I have no clue where I am,at all,or for that matter,WHO I am. I stop moving and the boy turns to me,confused. "what's my name?" I ask him, a completely lost look on my face. "...Mai..?" he answers slowly. "my full name." I hiss. "Mai Yuiko..." I sink to the ground,trembling. Mai Yuiko.. The name sparks something in my head,a few memories of this girl. 'I-I am Haruhi,not Mai...'I slowly think.. "and you?what's your name?" I look up at him cautiosly. "Aleck Vaughnelle." Suddenly, with a rush of pain, the memories wash over me. Aleck standing next to me on a balcony,looking at the stars. Our first kiss. The way he looked as he swam in the river,moonlight thick upon his soft blonde hair. Getting ready to leave Paris. Begging,pleading for father to let me bring the sweet French boy home,too. Triumph. Aleck standing, grinning wolfishly in his butler-uniform,looking handsome as ever. The memories fill up my mind, leaving the lone memory of a small girl with beautiful brown eyes just a faint shell of a dream. I know no life but this. I am Mai Yuiko. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: be kind to me.. I know it was horrid,I apologize. I tried,at least...~~~~~~~~