Disclaimer: I do not own Medabots or any of the characters from the original manga. I own my characters, which include Foxfire and Akura. I own the plot to this fanfic; I also own that stoopid device. You cannot sue me. Why? Just because! Horumarin owns Medabots.

Foxfire turned over into the soft blankets she had been placed in. She blinked a few times before sitting up, yawning as she did so. She rubbed her optics and looked around.

Although her sight was still a little blurry from just waking up, she could see a very LARGE window where the sun was pouring in freely. The window was framed with scarlet red curtains and pink framing.

Obviously the light had been the culprit for waking her from her slumber. She raised her arms and stretched them out. 'Wait... armS?'

Foxfire shook her head to have her full sight and saw that BOTH of her arms were fully intact! It all came back to Foxfire. Rokusho, the fight, the device... Metabee.

Foxfire hadn't lost her consciousness until after Metabee had gotten the device loose. She had wanted to see what he'd do during the fight, and was satisfied after they had won.

Foxfire looked around and saw Rokusho in the bed beside her, but Metabee wasn't with them.

'Could he be in another room?' She wondered. The FOX slipped off the bed and slowly walked over to Rokusho.

After everything that had happened in the forest, she wasn't sure if she wanted to wake him just yet. There was no way he was still evil!... Was there?

Foxfire hesitated, but crawled onto the bed and went right up beside Rokusho.

The KWG type as asleep, peaceful breaths exited his audio transmission. It was the first time Foxfire had ever seen him sleeping. She had an urge to just lie down beside him and simply curl up with him.

She placed a hand on Rokusho's chest and shook him slightly.

"Rokusho. Rokusho, wake up." She whispered. She tapped the side of his helmet and she heard a small grunt on his part and winced at the light he suddenly noticed bathing on him.

He opened his red optics, no longer having an evil presence. He looked over to her and yawned.

"Hey." She greeted, suppressing a giggle. Rokusho gave her a funny look and sat up.

"Who are you?" Was the first thing he said. Foxfire drew her head back in confusion.

"Euh wha? I-I'm Foxfire...." It didn't seem to ring any bells for him.

"Foxfire who?" Rokusho still looked puzzled.

"What do you mean 'Foxfire who?' Foxfire the 'bot you've known for about half a YEAR now!" She exclaimed.

"Are you sure? Have I just been brought online?" Foxfire's optics widened.

"N-no! If anything you're older than *I* am! Is this some kind of joke? Where's Metabee-if he had ANYTHING to do with-"

"I only wish this were a joke! And who's this 'Metabee' character?" Rokusho asked curiously. Foxfire leaned in real close and looked into Rokusho's optics. They were unmoving, wide, surprised, and... innocent. He was telling the truth. If he were lying, he would've wanted to avoid optic- contact.

"B-but how could this happen!" Foxfire jumped off the bed and started pacing. It was a nervous habit of hers when in a strange predicament.

"Euh, before you have a panic attack as it would seem you're on the verge of, who am I? And who's my Medafighter?"

Foxfire stopped pacing, at first a little insulted by his first comment, but then sympathetic about his questions.

"You'r-you're Rokusho. As for your Medafighter," Foxfire really didn't want to have to explain to him about his Medafighter's near death. Not to mention that the KWG had been in belief for so many years that perhaps his medafighter had survived and was in search for him. It seemed just a little too soon. " Your Medafighter is Professor Hushi."

Foxfire sat back on the bed and a held her hands in her lap. She looked back up to Rokusho's curious expression. "You REALLY don't remember who you are, do you?"

The KWG shook his head for a no. Foxfire sighed; being afraid of that answer, now really wishing that Metabee would just jump out and say 'GOT YA!'

"Are you okay?" Rokusho crawled over to the FOX type and sat down beside her. He'd woken up feeling like new, but he had been woken up by such an unfamiliar face, and was discovering that he'd actually lost a memory.

It was almost scary how he couldn't remember anything. Thinking you were just born, when you had just forgotten all of your past.

Foxfire let out a deep breath. This was ALL Sea Slug's fault. It was all the Rubber Robos' fault! If they had just left Rokusho alone none of this would've happened!

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Metabee snoozed away in the bed he had been given. All his parts were healed and looked good as new. He was also in a room with a large window with red curtains, opened so the morning light was at full blaze and just daring him to get up.

Metabee scrunched his optics and blinked, caught off guard from the sun's rays. The KBT sat up and rubbed his optics with the palm of his hand.

He looked to his right and left and raised an optic in confusion.

"What is this place?" Metabee asked himself, but what came out was not his voice, for it was the voice of Rokusho!

Metabee didn't seem to notice his sudden change in voice patterns. Instead he was more concerned of his whereabouts.

He slid off the bed and walked over to the large window to see what was outside.

An extremely LARGE and expensive looking backyard was what was outside. With two pools and lovely trimmed gardens.

'An estate?' He thought, still with Rokusho's voice. Metabee looked up into his reflection and gasped, his expression aghast. "What the--?!"

Metabee stared at the reflection of his KBT body. "What am I doing in Metabee's body?!" He put his hand on his face, actually feeling the golden metal armor that was Metabee's. "B-but-How is this--?"

Metabee took in a deep breath. "Calm yourself, Rokusho. There must be an explanation. Just think of the possibilities... Perhaps your medal was put in this body so that your own could be repaired. Yes, that MUST be it!"

Meta--- err--- Roku--- Euh---- Let's go with Metabee! Metabee ran over to the doors of the room and opened them. He looked down the halls. More pink and red color scheme. He ducked back into the room and sighed. Who could own this mansion?

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"Thanks again Karin for helping us." Ikki bowed yet AGAIN to the young red head. Karin smiled happily.

"Oh anytime, Ikki! It was the least I could do to have your Medabots healed! They had so much damage too!"

Erika rolled her eyes. This conversation had gone on for ten minutes and she could not TAKE it anymore! She looked down at her waist and saw Brass looked just as bored.

The Medabot Neutranurse tugged on Karin's skirt before saying, "Miss Karin, they should be awake by now."

Brass and Erika looked up and smiled. "We'll just go check on them!" Erika said hastily. Brass nodded.

"Yes, we'll go see how they are!" The pair rushed off down the hall to get AWAY from the three.

Erika and Brass skidded past the two doors that held Metabee, Rokusho and Foxfire.

"I'll go check on Rokusho a Foxfire, you go see how Metabee's doing." Erika got a sly grin on her face. "If I'm lucky I'll catch the two doing something on camera!" She grabbed her camera from the pocket in her overalls and stepped in.

Brass nodded and opened the door to Metabee's room. She peered inside and searched for the KBT.

"Who's there? Reveal yourself!" Was the voice that greeted her. Brass drew her head back in confusion and got a funny look on her face. 'That didn't sound like Metabee....' She walked in and saw Metabee sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Metabee blinked and looked at for a moment. "You're the sailor type that accompanies the reporter, aren't you?"

Brass gave him an incredulous look. Now she KNEW that didn't sound like Metabee.

"Metabee, what's going on? Why are you talking like that?" He almost kinda sounded liked-

"I'm not Metabee. I may be in Metabee's body but I'm not him." Rokusho's voice explained. "Did you switch our medals during the regeneration?"

Brass blinked and shook her head. "N-not that I know of. W-well if YOU'RE in Metabee's body, then where's Metabee?"

Rokusho shook his head. "I had assumed he was in another body, but now that I hear that we haven't switched medals, the answer still alludes me."

"We should go talk to the others then! I can't even think of what's going on with YOUR body." Brass opened the door again and had Metabee's body follow her out.

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Erika creaked open the door an inch or two and saw both Foxfire and Rokusho sitting one of the beds, talking. She frowned to see that nothing really exciting or newsworthy really, was happening between them. She watched them for another minute and still nothing.

She pushed the door open and stepped in. The two looked up in surprise and saw the young reporter, slipping her camera back into her pocket.

Erika sighed regretfully. "Man you two are BORING! The last thing I managed to report about you two was that incident the other day."

Foxfire got off of the bed, pushing aside the fact that Erika had probably just been spying on them. "Erika, something's wrong with Rokusho. He-he's lost all of his memory."

Erika blinked in shock before grinning in triumph. "Yes! Another awesome scoop!" She ran up to them and pulled out a notebook and pencil from another pocket. "Give me ALL the details! I want to know everyt-"

"Erika! This is SERIOUS!" Foxfire snapped. The brunette rolled her eyes.

"Well DUH! Why do you think I'm writing it down?"

"You canNOT put this in your paper! We've got to help Rokusho!"

"Excuse me but... we have a problem." Brass walked in and Metabee followed her. Foxfire's optics lit up as she saw the KBT.

"Metabee! You're okay!" The FOX clasped her hands together, happy to see that the KBT as in working order.

Metabee's body sweat dropped. "Not exactly, Foxfire. I'm not Metabee."

"Euh wha?"