Title: What Used To Be
By: Tainted Halo
A/N: ^_^ Thanks soo much for your reviews! ^_^ They make me work faster.. ::WinkWink::
Chapter Two
He blinked in confusion. "Uhm... Do I know you?" He asked curiously, obviously not getting why I was calling out his name. But... It had to be Ken... "Sorry," He added quickly, looking rather sheepish, as I stared rather openly at the boy. That charming smile, was Ken's smile... A smile I knew rather well, and often felt myself dwelling on.
"Uhm..." I couldn't even get a conscious sentence out. "Ken-kun? Don't you remember me? It's Omi?" I said, before Ken smiled softly, almost sadly. "Maybe I did... I really don't know. You see I had an accident a few years back. I washed up, on the beach a few hours away from here... I haven't been able to remember anything since... Sorry." And he really did look it. However, that didn't help the sinking feeling that had begun to wash over me. As realization sunk in, I felt, as if my entire world was shattering. Ken-kun...
But I smiled, pulling on my usual cheerful façade, "Oh... Yeah. I was there... Wanna do something sometime, and I could maybe... Tell you about it?" I suggested meekly, trying to convince him, I wasn't completely crushed. And surprisingly enough it seemed to work.
"Sure! How about tonight, at the restraunt by the pier? When do you get off work?" He smiled brightly, obviously rather thrilled to have found someone who knew the real him...
"Kay! I get off around four..." I said making an annoyed face, causing the brunette to chuckle. "I'll see you at four then..." He said before paying for the Internet hook up he'd wanted in the first place. Only after Ken had paid and we'd said our goodbyes did it fully hit me. I couldn't tell him anything. Not after, he'd managed to forget his life as a murderer. How could I? I mean, some of the faces of the people who died haunted me... If it were one thing, I wanted for Ken it was his happiness... And he was oblivious to his blood stained hands... I couldn't do that to him... Rip his blissful content life from him? He didn't need to know...
I sighed; my mind made up, as the day drifted on rather slowly, I was left with my thoughts... Thoughts mostly revolving around Ken. That and convincing myself that I would not burst into tears... Luckily, I had only about three customers, until the end of my shift, when I left the electronic store. The restaurant wasn't very far away which was lucky for me, because I didn't have my bike... So, I got there within ten minutes.
The restaurant had always been one of my favorites since I'd first been taken there by Cherry who had insisted I see life after being in a coma for so long. It was stunning, and looked like an old Victorian house, with a balcony, which overlooked the water... It was so perfect, and I'd often daydreamed about coming to dinner with Ken here... Ironically enough it seemed I was doing exactly that in a sense.
Surprisingly enough Ken was already there seated by the rim of the balcony, his silhouette illuminated by the swirling colors of the setting sun. I would have been content to gaze at him forever, noticing the simple features, like the wind which was slightly ruffling his chestnut colored hair, and the way he nervously toyed with his napkin...
However, he must have felt my gaze upon him because he looked up, and waved me over to the seat across from him. "Heya," I said flashing him a smile, as I took a seat. "Hey... So... What was I like? How did you know me...?" He smiled, to eager for his own good. 'Oh... I dunno we went and killed people together. But don't worry it was for a good cause. Oh, and before you got amnesia you said you loved me.' Yeah that would go over nice, eh?
Luckily, the waitress came along and asked us for our orders, so I was spared answering for a few moments while we ordered our drinks. I skimmed the menu nervously, finally coming up with something reasonable to say. "Well... You Yohji, Aya and myself worked in a local flower shop..." I said chuckling at the look that crossed Ken's face. "But once you were a J-League soccer player..."
"Uhm... What about this accident? What happened?" He asked after a few moments of awkward silence.
I looked away, finding it extremely to difficult to lie to someone I cared so deeply about. "We...er... Were all in the building, a few miles into the ocean on an island of sorts. And it exploded..." Well it was the truth in a way right? Just minus a few extremely important details, like we were in there in the first place.
"Oh... Are they all alright?" He asked, his sapphire eyes growing concerned.
"Yup. Aya remembers, and I haven't exactly talked to Yohji yet but Aya said he saw him a few weeks after the accident... You were the one I was most concerned about finding..." I added the last part a bit sheepishly. "But anyways, how have you been managing? Do you work?" I tried to keep up my usual cheerful manner, but I was finding it increasingly difficult...
"Oh... I guess I'm the only one who has amnesia, eh? I'm doing alright... I actually work here... That's why I was already here when you got here..."
"Ohh, it must be wonderful working here... It's beautiful here..." I said glancing over towards the sun, which looked like it, was sinking into the ocean itself. "Yeah... It's a great-" He was cut off when the waitress came back with our food, a smirk set on her face. "Hot date, huh, Ken?" She said giggling before scurrying off back towards the kitchen. Ken looked rather flustered, "Arista!" He exclaimed.. And was it just me or did his cheeks just flush a light pink color? Probably just me. He didn't even remember me. Besides, he hadn't probably even meant it... Four years was a long time for me to analyze every second of out last moments together before I blacked out.
"Sorry about her..." He said and a just shrugged it off, with my usual amused smile. We chatted about various places and topics for the rest of the evening, and it felt kind of like old times... Almost.
"Hey... Could I get your number?" I swear, my face must have turned completely red. "In case I remember anything..." He added obviously noting the color my face was probably turning. I nodded, still flushing, as I scrawled my number on a napkin and handed it to Ken.
After I paid, because I insisted on doing so, we left the restaurant. "You have a ride?" He asked, looking through the parking lot. I smiled sheepishly, "No... My bikes in the shop." It had been difficult enough getting my motorcycle over here, and now it's engine had blown...
"I'll give you a ride, if ya like?" He offered motioning to a bike that was vaguely similar to the we'd ridden before. It reminded me of the missions were I'd had to ride with Ken, our bodies pressed together as we raced the speed limit... Times like that had been pure bliss.
I should have said no, not letting my hopes soar. I'd already agreed not to tell Ken. I'd have to leave him alone... Because it one of our old enemies found one of vulnerable... Particularly Ken, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if something happened to him.... But against all of my decisions, I couldn't help but say yes.
And it did feel like so many time before, we were so closely pressed together. I was almost disappointed when the ride ended and we arrived at Cherry's apartment complex. "Jeez, that felt familiar..." He said, pulling off his helmet and ruffling his hair.
"Yeah... We've done that before..." I said laughing. "So, I'll see ya round?" I said nervously
"Yeah..." He said, pulling his helmet on, and waving. "I'll call you." I waved back, trying not feel happy. I shouldn't have been. Because if I spent time with him... He'd get hurt.
I trudged up to the apartment I split with Cherry, flopping down on my neatly made bed, almost wishing that for his own sake I hadn't found Ken...
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Not too much time had passed before Cherry came in a smirk on her face. "Omi's got a boyfriend." She teased, giggling. I must have turned crimson because her next statement was, "Ohh, how cute! He's blushing!" I rolled my eyes at her, "/That/ was Ken."
"Ken? Ya mean your Ken, that you've been looking for?" She asked, her grin spreading. Cherry acted as if she was younger than me sometimes... "Yup... But he doesn't remember..." That made her grin shifting into a thoughtful frown. "I'm sorry, Omi-chan..." She paused, "But... it is kind of romantic don't you think?" she commented absentmindedly. Lord, the girl was good at assumptions. "How would you know if I even liked Ken?" I demanded, flushing for the millionth time today.
"Well, he's the only one you've been looking so desperately... Besides you talk in your sleep."
By: Tainted Halo
A/N: ^_^ Thanks soo much for your reviews! ^_^ They make me work faster.. ::WinkWink::
Chapter Two
He blinked in confusion. "Uhm... Do I know you?" He asked curiously, obviously not getting why I was calling out his name. But... It had to be Ken... "Sorry," He added quickly, looking rather sheepish, as I stared rather openly at the boy. That charming smile, was Ken's smile... A smile I knew rather well, and often felt myself dwelling on.
"Uhm..." I couldn't even get a conscious sentence out. "Ken-kun? Don't you remember me? It's Omi?" I said, before Ken smiled softly, almost sadly. "Maybe I did... I really don't know. You see I had an accident a few years back. I washed up, on the beach a few hours away from here... I haven't been able to remember anything since... Sorry." And he really did look it. However, that didn't help the sinking feeling that had begun to wash over me. As realization sunk in, I felt, as if my entire world was shattering. Ken-kun...
But I smiled, pulling on my usual cheerful façade, "Oh... Yeah. I was there... Wanna do something sometime, and I could maybe... Tell you about it?" I suggested meekly, trying to convince him, I wasn't completely crushed. And surprisingly enough it seemed to work.
"Sure! How about tonight, at the restraunt by the pier? When do you get off work?" He smiled brightly, obviously rather thrilled to have found someone who knew the real him...
"Kay! I get off around four..." I said making an annoyed face, causing the brunette to chuckle. "I'll see you at four then..." He said before paying for the Internet hook up he'd wanted in the first place. Only after Ken had paid and we'd said our goodbyes did it fully hit me. I couldn't tell him anything. Not after, he'd managed to forget his life as a murderer. How could I? I mean, some of the faces of the people who died haunted me... If it were one thing, I wanted for Ken it was his happiness... And he was oblivious to his blood stained hands... I couldn't do that to him... Rip his blissful content life from him? He didn't need to know...
I sighed; my mind made up, as the day drifted on rather slowly, I was left with my thoughts... Thoughts mostly revolving around Ken. That and convincing myself that I would not burst into tears... Luckily, I had only about three customers, until the end of my shift, when I left the electronic store. The restaurant wasn't very far away which was lucky for me, because I didn't have my bike... So, I got there within ten minutes.
The restaurant had always been one of my favorites since I'd first been taken there by Cherry who had insisted I see life after being in a coma for so long. It was stunning, and looked like an old Victorian house, with a balcony, which overlooked the water... It was so perfect, and I'd often daydreamed about coming to dinner with Ken here... Ironically enough it seemed I was doing exactly that in a sense.
Surprisingly enough Ken was already there seated by the rim of the balcony, his silhouette illuminated by the swirling colors of the setting sun. I would have been content to gaze at him forever, noticing the simple features, like the wind which was slightly ruffling his chestnut colored hair, and the way he nervously toyed with his napkin...
However, he must have felt my gaze upon him because he looked up, and waved me over to the seat across from him. "Heya," I said flashing him a smile, as I took a seat. "Hey... So... What was I like? How did you know me...?" He smiled, to eager for his own good. 'Oh... I dunno we went and killed people together. But don't worry it was for a good cause. Oh, and before you got amnesia you said you loved me.' Yeah that would go over nice, eh?
Luckily, the waitress came along and asked us for our orders, so I was spared answering for a few moments while we ordered our drinks. I skimmed the menu nervously, finally coming up with something reasonable to say. "Well... You Yohji, Aya and myself worked in a local flower shop..." I said chuckling at the look that crossed Ken's face. "But once you were a J-League soccer player..."
"Uhm... What about this accident? What happened?" He asked after a few moments of awkward silence.
I looked away, finding it extremely to difficult to lie to someone I cared so deeply about. "We...er... Were all in the building, a few miles into the ocean on an island of sorts. And it exploded..." Well it was the truth in a way right? Just minus a few extremely important details, like we were in there in the first place.
"Oh... Are they all alright?" He asked, his sapphire eyes growing concerned.
"Yup. Aya remembers, and I haven't exactly talked to Yohji yet but Aya said he saw him a few weeks after the accident... You were the one I was most concerned about finding..." I added the last part a bit sheepishly. "But anyways, how have you been managing? Do you work?" I tried to keep up my usual cheerful manner, but I was finding it increasingly difficult...
"Oh... I guess I'm the only one who has amnesia, eh? I'm doing alright... I actually work here... That's why I was already here when you got here..."
"Ohh, it must be wonderful working here... It's beautiful here..." I said glancing over towards the sun, which looked like it, was sinking into the ocean itself. "Yeah... It's a great-" He was cut off when the waitress came back with our food, a smirk set on her face. "Hot date, huh, Ken?" She said giggling before scurrying off back towards the kitchen. Ken looked rather flustered, "Arista!" He exclaimed.. And was it just me or did his cheeks just flush a light pink color? Probably just me. He didn't even remember me. Besides, he hadn't probably even meant it... Four years was a long time for me to analyze every second of out last moments together before I blacked out.
"Sorry about her..." He said and a just shrugged it off, with my usual amused smile. We chatted about various places and topics for the rest of the evening, and it felt kind of like old times... Almost.
"Hey... Could I get your number?" I swear, my face must have turned completely red. "In case I remember anything..." He added obviously noting the color my face was probably turning. I nodded, still flushing, as I scrawled my number on a napkin and handed it to Ken.
After I paid, because I insisted on doing so, we left the restaurant. "You have a ride?" He asked, looking through the parking lot. I smiled sheepishly, "No... My bikes in the shop." It had been difficult enough getting my motorcycle over here, and now it's engine had blown...
"I'll give you a ride, if ya like?" He offered motioning to a bike that was vaguely similar to the we'd ridden before. It reminded me of the missions were I'd had to ride with Ken, our bodies pressed together as we raced the speed limit... Times like that had been pure bliss.
I should have said no, not letting my hopes soar. I'd already agreed not to tell Ken. I'd have to leave him alone... Because it one of our old enemies found one of vulnerable... Particularly Ken, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if something happened to him.... But against all of my decisions, I couldn't help but say yes.
And it did feel like so many time before, we were so closely pressed together. I was almost disappointed when the ride ended and we arrived at Cherry's apartment complex. "Jeez, that felt familiar..." He said, pulling off his helmet and ruffling his hair.
"Yeah... We've done that before..." I said laughing. "So, I'll see ya round?" I said nervously
"Yeah..." He said, pulling his helmet on, and waving. "I'll call you." I waved back, trying not feel happy. I shouldn't have been. Because if I spent time with him... He'd get hurt.
I trudged up to the apartment I split with Cherry, flopping down on my neatly made bed, almost wishing that for his own sake I hadn't found Ken...
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Not too much time had passed before Cherry came in a smirk on her face. "Omi's got a boyfriend." She teased, giggling. I must have turned crimson because her next statement was, "Ohh, how cute! He's blushing!" I rolled my eyes at her, "/That/ was Ken."
"Ken? Ya mean your Ken, that you've been looking for?" She asked, her grin spreading. Cherry acted as if she was younger than me sometimes... "Yup... But he doesn't remember..." That made her grin shifting into a thoughtful frown. "I'm sorry, Omi-chan..." She paused, "But... it is kind of romantic don't you think?" she commented absentmindedly. Lord, the girl was good at assumptions. "How would you know if I even liked Ken?" I demanded, flushing for the millionth time today.
"Well, he's the only one you've been looking so desperately... Besides you talk in your sleep."