Author's notes-ooooh!! Thank you! Thank you! You reviewers mean so much to me! I'm serious. I was lazing around on the computer, but then I saw I had more reviews and got off my lazy butt and wrote some new chapters!! Yay for me! So here's the new chapter, I hope you like it!

P.s. hey short Asian girl, stop calling me page boy. ppppth!

Chapter Two

Hideki didn't have a clue as to what the hell was happening. One minute he'd been fiddling around with the girl's EAR's, trying to figure out how to turn her on, and the next minute she had practically jumped up shouting the word "Chi!"

Hideki jumped back in surprise and asked, "Chi? Is that your name?"

The girl's large amber eyes got even wider. She seemed to be thinking, and after a while she whispered, "I don't know."

"Don't know? Were you reset?" Hideki asked.

"Reset?" The girl asked slowly.

"Well, Girl, do you remember anything about your self? Anything at all? Or did you forget?" Hideki asked, moving closer to her.

The Girl's eyes got wide and she seemed to zone out. For a moment she felt like she was remembering something far away. But then as quickly as it came, the feeling passed.

"Forget?" The girl whispered.

"Hmm. Maybe you were damaged in that fall." Hideki said looking concerned. He reached out to gently touch her face.

"But you seem to remember some things. Like how to talk. And how to think and all." Hideki said, thinking.

The girl, looking crest fallen, shrugged.

"Well I can't keep calling you girl. How about Chi? That was the first thing you said to me." Hideki said smiling.

The girl looked up and seeing Hideki's smiling face, she couldn't help but smile to.

Chi. It was a nice name.

Chi nodded.

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Chi sat in a dark corner of Hideki's room. Hideki had gone back to work, giving Chi time to think.

He had given Chi one of his large old nightshirts to wear instead of the thin body suit she was found in.

She clenched her fists as she tried to remember anything at all. But she couldn't, her mind was blanked. It was like someone had erased everything she'd ever known about her past.

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"So Motosuwa? How was your first case?" Captain Nekoi asked.

"Well. It was a false alarm. There was nothing there sir." Hideki said, keeping his eyes down.

"hm. We get those sometimes, especially involving persocoms. Oh well. Don't worry son! You'll get a good case soon enough." Captain Nekoi said, smiling broadly.

Hideki nodded, then stood up and exited Nekoi's office.

"Yo! Hideki! How'd the case go!" Shimbo asked coming up to Hideki and smacking him on the back.

Hideki groaned.

"Hey, I know what you need! A drink over at Club Pleasure! It's nearly quitting time. We can head over there soon. And you know who will be there." Shimbo said nudging Hideki in the rib.

Hideki smiled and said, "Good Idea."

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The loud sounds of clinking glasses and pool in the background calmed Hideki.

Hideki and Shimbo walked up to the bar and both ordered.

"Hey," Hideki said to Shimbo after their beers arrived, "Come over to my house later tonight ok? I've got something really important I need your help on."

"Wha-?" Shimbo started to ask but was interrupted by Hideki crying out in surprise, since a pair of hands had covered his eyes.

"Guess who!?" a bubbly voice called out.

"Urg." Hideki said, still recovering from his surprise. "Yumi?" he guessed.

"Right!" Yumi said happily, uncovering Hideki's eyes and bouncing into view. Yumi Oomura was a cute bubbly sixteen-year-old waitress who worked at the bar. The only reason she was allowed to work there at a bar, though she was underage, was because her father owned it. She was short and slim, but was a bit on the busty side. Her dark brown hair was short and curled out at the ends. Her dark brown eyes were bright and happy. She was currently dressed in the short dark blue waitress uniform with a white apron.

Hideki smiled. Yumi was always so cute; it made him smile just to see her.

"Hey Hideki! Hey Shimbo! Fun day at work?" Yumi asked smiling broadly.

"Fun as always." Shimbo said with a wink, and Yumi laughed.

"Well kids, I'm out to check out the ladies. I'll see you later Hideki." Shimbo said, the proceeded to move on to talk to a pretty young woman with short black hair.

"So Hideki, how've things been?" Yumi asked hopping onto the bar stool next to Hideki.

Hideki blushed as he stared at her bust for a minute, before snapping out of it and saying, "great. They've been great."

Yumi smiled. "That's good."

There was a long silence.

"Um. Well. I'm getting off in about twenty minutes, and well, I found this café down the street, and I was wondering if you would, maybe, uh, like to go with me." Yumi said keeping her face down, her cheeks stained a bright red.

Hideki looked at Yumi a moment, blushing himself. Could she like him?

"Well, I actually have something I need to do after work but-" Hideki started.

Yumi quickly began stuttering apologies. "Of course. It's such short notice. I couldn't expect you to wait here while-"

"But I'd like to do something with you tomorrow, or Friday maybe." Hideki said quickly.

"Really?" Yumi asked.

"Really." Hideki said smiling.

"How about Friday? I'm off that afternoon, we can go have a picnic!" Yumi said, excited.

"Sure!" Hideki said.

"That's great. But I need to go serve some people now, so I'll see you Friday then.

"Great. Bye!" Said Hideki, watching Yumi trot off to take orders from a nearby table. Hideki went back to his beer, and felt a lot better than he had in a long time.

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"Hey hideki!!" Shimbo said, hobbling over to Hideki. Hideki sighed, Shimbo was a little drunk.

"Come on. You promised to go to my house and help me with something." Hideki said.

"Oh yeah!" Shimbo said. "Let's go!" and with that he swayed off to hideki's car.

"I'll drive." Hideki mumbled.

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"Forgotten..." An eerie voice echoed.

Chi listened as the word echoed around her. "Forgotten?" She repeated.

"Forgotten..." The voice said again, sounding far away now.

Chi woke from her dream with a start when a pair of hands gently shook her shoulders.

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"I'm Henry the eighth I am! Henry the eighth I am! I am!" Shimbo sang into the night.

"Shut up!" Hideki shouted. When Shimbo got drunk, which was easy to do, he was very loud.

"Oh, Hickey! You're such a drag!" Shimbo said in a singsong voice.

Hideki finally got Shimbo to shut up and they both trudged up to Hideki's apartment.

Upon entering Shimbo said, "Ugh. Don't feel well. Bathroom!" he said, and quickly ran to the bathroom with his hand covering his mouth.

Hideki shook his head and headed to his bedroom. The room was dark and the air was dry. Hideki turned on his light, then moved to turn on his air conditioner, but stopped once he spotted Chi.

She was laying on the bed, twitching slightly, as if in a nightmare. The shirt he had given her, which normally hung to her mid thigh, had now rolled up to above her stomach. The old briefs he had given her hung low on her hips. She was lying on her side, her head resting on one arm, the other arm curled up to her chest, her legs spread wide.

Hideki gulped and blushed.

"Whoa!! When'd you get laid?" A voice said in Hideki's ear.

"ACK!" Hideki shouted, jumping back. He'd been so busy staring at Chi the he hadn't even noticed Shimbo enter the room.

"Better?" Hideki asked, still holding his chest, recovering from the shock.

"Yeah." Shimbo said.

Chi turned over in her sleep.

"Who's that?" Shimbo asked, pointing at Chi.

"That's what I need you to help me with." Hideki said. He gently bent down and shook Chi's shoulder, shaking her out of her dream.

Chi's pretty amber eyes opened, and she looked up at Hideki, and then smiled.

"Chi meet shimbo. Shimbo meet Chi." Hideki said introducing them.

"All right!" Shimbo said, rubbing his hands together, "let's get to work!"

End of Chapter two! Review please! Mandy-Chan

Oh and to Thomas Sewell, thanks for the information on the way the Japanese number their streets. Whoa I had no idea it was that complicated. I would hate to draw a map for someone; my sense of direction is, uh, none to reliable.