DISCLAIMER: For the LAST TIME, I do not own Shaman King! Only my own OCs!

NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! Last chapter of Remember! D8 Whyyyyyyy muuuust it beeee? *sniffles* It feels so saddening! *collapases in grief* While I cry my heart out, enjoy!

Epilogue

Chocolove groaned as he got up. He blinked, the man-made light of the lamp on the nightstand making him squint slightly - he was not used to this, he was used to -

And that was when it hit him, hard. His memories.

Startled and so grateful that he could have cried out in delight - and probably shed a few tears in the process too, which he was close to doing - he shifted through them in his mind, relishing the full feeling it gave his brain. He had not realized how empty his mind had seemed while he was in that place, fighting all those monsters, fighting to… to get Manta back! That was why they had gone!

Just barely realizing that he was back in his guest room at the En Inn (how he had gotten from Izumo to the other world was something he knew, but from there to here? Oh, he was confusing himself with his thoughts, but it was good kind of confusing), Chocolove scrambled out of his bed, also barely registering the bandages that were wrapped around the side of his head, neck, and chest wounds that he had sustained in the battle with Akane, as well as the ones he had gotten in other battles. The only thing he did notice was Mic right beside him, and he gave a smile to his spirit ally before rushing toward the door. He need to find the others.

He needed to tell a good joke.

()()()()()()

When Lyserg opened his green eyes, he immediately knew that his arm was bound in more bandages than he could count, not that he would want to, unless he became really bored. Morphine was right above him, her little pixie eyes concerned but glad as she smiled at him.

"Hey Morphine," he greeted, realizing that his throat was still a bit raspy. "Anyone here to see me up?"

"Lyserg!"

Startled, the dowser nearly jumped out of his skin as he gave a jolt, his burnt arm giving a cry of protest in his mind as the skin moved just slightly against the bandages, and he let out a hiss of pain.

"Lyserg!" Ryu repeated, his hair and then his face coming into the dowser's main line of vision. "Are you all right?"

Lyserg gave a painful but amused smile as he slowly pulled himself into a sitting position. "Never felt better."

"Here." Immediately, Ryu placed a tray of tea and biscuits on Lyserg's lap. "I looked up the best recipes for English tea," he added importantly. "When you're done eating, you have to tell me all about what happened."

Lyserg could not help but smile as he took hold of the teacup in his good hand. "I will. Thanks, Ryu."

Ryu began to run his mouth on all things Ryu, and Lyserg took a sip of his tea, recalling the battles that had got him bedridden. With shame, he realized that he had truly been close to killing Yoh, and, not for the first time, he also realized how grateful he was to the Asakura.

()()()()()()

"Onii-chan!"

As soon as HoroHoro woke up, he found himself being hugged to what felt like death by a blue-haired girl.

"P-Pirika?" he stuttered, barely able to breathe with her pressing against his injuries. "You're hurting me."

"Oh! Sorry," Pirika apologized, jumping away. "Faust told me not to do that, he said you have a cracked rib and puncture wounds in your skin. But," she added, placing her hands on her hips importantly, "I'll take care of you until you can get back to training!"

At the mention of 'training,' HoroHoro felt weak inside and not just outside, but he forced himself to smile. "How long were we gone?" he asked. He looked around, realizing that they were in his room at the En Inn. "And how'd we get here? Shouldn't we be in Izumo?"

Pirika shook her head. "No, we came back here quickly, and Anna opened a portal so you could come back here; everyone thought you'd all rather come back here than Izumo. But you were gone for three days!"

"I see." A sudden thought struck HoroHoro, so obvious that he wondered why he had not noticed it before. "I can remember!" he yelled.

"Remember what?" Pirika asked, her interest piqued after she had been startled a bit.

"Everything!" HoroHoro exclaimed, putting a hand up to his head. He realized that there was a headband there again; Pirika must have gotten him one, or (hopefully) washed the one he gave to Yoh. "When I went in there, I couldn't remember anything, only Kororo's name - by the way, Kororo!" he greeted, hugging his spirit before continuing, "I couldn't even remember my name! Hah, Manta decided that they should all call me Trey, whatever that name is. Sounds cool, but not as cool as Usui HoroHoro!" he added with a thumb jerk at himself.

Pirika did not laugh. Instead, she looked at her brother with sad eyes. "Did you forget me too?"

HoroHoro's jaw dropped. "Uh… I-I didn't mean to," he replied, digging himself into a deep hole. "I mean, it's not like it was my choice. It's not like I wanted to forget you!"

Pirika suddenly turned angry. "That's it; as soon as Faust says you can get up, you're going to take a five mile run! At least!"

"B-but Pirika…"

Kororo cooed softly and unheard, snuggling against her shaman's torso, happy that he was back to normal.

Pirika was about to argue back at HoroHoro, but suddenly the ice shaman's stomach growled loudly, and the boy suddenly turned to another topic. "Where's Tamao? I want some lunch."

"Onii-chan!"

()()()()()()()

"Good morning - actually, good afternoon, Manta-kun."

"Hi, Faust," Manta yawned as he sat up, stiff and sore and wrapped in a few bandages, reminding him of the time when Ryu's gang had beat him up before they all became friends -

Wait. He remembered?

He scratched his head, recalling everything that had ever happened to him. He had not realized just how big the patches in his memory had been until now, he had not known just how much he had missed them.

"Please don't do that," Faust chided as he began to unravel one of Manta's bandages to check the wound, the ever-present Eliza at his side. "Scratching might open the wound."

"Sorry," Manta apologized, laying his hand back down at his side as he looked around the room. "We're back here?"

Faust nodded. "Yes. You were all gone for three days, and Anna told me that you all would probably need some medical attention when you came back through her portal - which, by the way, was about fourteen hours ago."

Manta balked. "Fourteen hours?"

Faust nodded again, peering at Manta's wound. "Six patients at once was a bit tricky, but you all should be all right eventually. Lyserg and Yoh have it the worst; Lyserg's burns won't heal for quite a while, and Yoh might not be able to raise his right arm fully if he doesn't agree to get surgery."

Manta blinked. "Surgery?"

Apparently deciding that Manta's wound was clean, Faust accepted fresh bandages from his wife and applied them to the lesion. "Nothing too serious, though. It would be expensive and he would probably need physical therapy to get it back to full working order. And before you ask, I don't want you getting up just yet."

"All right," Manta sighed. "How're the others?"

"They're doing well; I expect them to be up by now," Faust replied.

Manta felt relieved. "That's good." A sudden thought struck him. "I don't know how we got back here… I wonder if my idea worked."

Faust shrugged. "Maybe. What happened, anyway?"

()()()()()()

Ren sat on the windowsill of his room at the En Inn, his golden eyes following a sparrow as it fluttered out of a tree and disappeared into the sky. His body felt a little stiff, especially with the bandages, but he was sure that Faust had done a good job of fixing him up. He had been up for an hour at least, maybe two, but he didn't feel like going anywhere just yet.

He didn't believe how he could have forgotten about his family - although his father had put so much hate into him, Ren was damn proud of being a Tao. But without his memories, his hatred had made him murderous - he couldn't tell if it made him worse than before, but still, Ren wanted to be long past those days. Perhaps he still had a little ways left to go; he couldn't be sure.

"Bocchama?" Bason queried finally.

"I apologize for being so cold to you, Bason," Ren said, even though a Tao would never apologize - unless, however, he sincerely meant it.

"It's all right, Bocchama," Bason quickly replied, seeming to be a little nervous about his shaman's odd mood change.

"I think we'll go visit Jun after this," Ren thought aloud, still staring off into the sunlit summer afternoon. It sounded like a good idea to him.

()()()()()()

Before Yoh even opened his eyes, he wondered how he could have ever forgotten about Manta, how he could have forgotten most things about Anna.

"Yoh-dono!" Amidamaru exclaimed as his master sat up, scratching his head.

"Hey, Amidamaru," Yoh greeted. "You seen my headphones?"

Amidamaru smiled and pointed over to the nightstand, but Yoh left them there. "What happened?" he asked.

"I'm not entirely sure," Amidamaru replied, crossing his arms. "I think Akane's energy exploded, but I wouldn't know if we actually defeated her or not."

Yoh shrugged. "If she comes back again, we'll defeat her."

"Who are you talking about?"

Startled, Yoh looked up to see Anna in the doorway, and he didn't even realize that Amidamaru had faded away to leave the two of them alone.

When Anna didn't get an answer, she let out a small huff. "It doesn't matter. Anyway, Faust says that you'll probably need surgery for your shoulder, and physical therapy-"

"Anna."

Anna blinked at being interrupted, but before she could snap out any sort of order, Yoh continued.

"I didn't realize how much I missed you."

Anna seemed startled at this sudden confession, and she looked away. "I told you if you didn't come back that I'd make you wish I'd kill you. Don't make me change that around and do that to you now."

Yoh chuckled, but before either of them could do anything, Chocolove's voice boomed throughout the entire house.

"How do you stop a charging rhinoceros? You take away his credit card!"

"CHOCOLOVE!"

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