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Chapter 2: Trying to Remember

A fire surrounded him, scorching his clothes, yet he felt nothing. No burning, just nothing. The fire continued to torch his surroundings. Reid looked closer, trying to place this charred place. He couldn't, and it seemed like that answer was within grasping. Suddenly, the fire became extinguished as a chill filled the room; smoke emitting from the charred wreckage. He was in a kitchen, or what was left of one.

Another chill filled the room, as a specter visualized in front of him, a blue flame surrounding this woman. A gasp left her lips, blue smoke escaping, while the sound was lost to him. He felt his eyes close, as the woman disappeared in a wisp of smoke.

Reid's eyes snapped open and he found himself in a room, on a small bed in the corner. He screamed in pain as he tried to sit up, shooting from his upper abdomen, working its way up his body within seconds. He slammed his body back into the cot, his back arched, as he writhed in pain.

The door on the opposite side of the room was thrown open, and a young girl ran in, her hair a dark blue, almost black. She attempted to hold down Reid, but she was soon overcome, being tossed back a few feet. Reid continued to struggle in his bed in anguish, soon falling off the edge.

Shinobu Maehara yelled for help, and was soon answered by Motoko Aoyama and Keitaro Urashima. Together they subdued the young man, his body still twisting in agony under their grip. Reid's body quickly became limp, and they lifted him into his cot.

The teenager looked up at the ceiling, trying to calm himself, as his vision became blurry. He felt something moving, and looked down to find the girl with the dark blue hair pulling the blanket over him.

The next day

Reid's eyes opened slowly, as if coming from a deep sleep. His body still ached from the night before, and he slowly sat up, bracing his back against the wall. He took the time to check his body. He looked down, and saw his chest wrapped in gauze, indicating that a rib was broken. Both of his feet were wrapped heavily, stopping the bleeding from the many cuts that he sustained from walking on the broken glass.

Reid tried to remember where he sustained these injuries. He closed his eyes, to find solace in his mind. His eyes almost immediately snapped open. He didn't remember anything. He couldn't remember how he got these wounds, his parents, nothing. His memory was blank.

A wave of self-pity washed over him, and tears began to well up in his eyes. He grasped his legs and laid his head on his knees. He sobbed openly, his pants soon damp with tears. He lay back down on the cot slowly, to avoid hurting himself anymore. His head swam with thoughts, desperately trying to remember something, anything. He became drowsy, his eyelids threatening to drop. He tried to keep awake but his exhaustion over took him, and he passed out, his chin resting on his chest

5 hours later

Reid woke, to find his room empty once again, darkness shrouding the room. He gingerly got up, trying to avoid putting much stress on the cuts in his feet. He grouped around the darkness, desperately looking for some form of a switch. He grinned when he found one, the room lighting up instantly.

The room looked to be in a traditional Japanese style, the doors made of reed and wood, while the rest was made of a more solid material.

He disregarded his living quarters, wanting to get out of the room. He attempted to push the door open, but found that it was quite against moving that way. He groped around the door, soon finding a slot to slide, the door. He opened the door cautiously, peering around the corners of the wall. Reid found the hallway clear of anyone, and carefully limped his way out the door. The hallways were dark, but the fireflies seemed to be lighting the way for the injured teen.

Reid wandered for what seemed hours, but in reality were only a few minutes. He continued, leaning on the railing heavily for support. His breathing became labored, and his vision blurred. He collapsed on the ground, sprawled out, but still conscious. He worked his hand into the railing and dragged himself into a sitting position, a grunt escaping his chapped lips.

He rested his head on a post, and looked up at the sky, thinking once more. Reid tried desperately to remember his parents, when a sudden feeling of loss came over him. Tears sprang to his eyes, but refused to fall.

He sat there, contemplating what has become of his life. One word continued to repeat in his mind, Nothing.

A shriek ended his thoughts, as a man, not much older then himself came most literally flying through the wall in front of him. Reid watched in horror as the man was sent into orbit, becoming a faint star. His eyes shot towards the origin of the flying man. A woman, scantly dressed, stood poised in a striking position. Her skirt was around her ankles, and had no shirt on. She quickly pulled her skirt up, muttering 'Baka' and 'Pervert' under her breath. The woman reached for her shirt. Realizing she had some peering in through the new 'door', her face quickly became red due to embarrassment, than angry at the fact someone was peeping at her. Suddenly, her face became pale as she realized who was her 'peeping tom'. Reid noticed he caught her eye, and respectfully looked away, a small blush appearing on his face. His eyes began to wander again, but couldn't see anything from this angle.

The girl was dumbfounded. "You…what are you doing out of bed?" She almost squealed. Reid looked at her, and said hint of sadness and fear; "Who am I?"

10 minutes, and lots of commotion, later

The girls of Hinata Sou gathered around in the living area. All of them sat in a circle, with Reid sitting innocently in a chair. Whispers filled the room, as Reid sat, looking from each girl to the next.

Suddenly, the murmuring stopped as one of them stepped up. Recognition flashed in his eyes. That's the girl from before, the one not wearing any pants! She wore a solemn face, dreading what was to be said. She sighed reluctantly and began "I-I am…sorry. You-" She paused for a bit, unsure of what to say. After a couple of seconds of contemplation, she started one again. "Your name is Reid Sato. Your parents were killed in a fire. I'm…I'm sorry" She immediately turned away, not wanting to look at his face.

Reid sat there thinking about the news he just heard. His parents…killed?

The girls watched intently, trying to study his face, to try to figure out what he was thinking.

A silence fell over the room. Reid's eyes filled with moisture, but once again didn't fall. Reid shook his head furiously, causing the girls to jump back, startled by the quick movements. He stood up, his black hair shrouding his face. He looked up, his visage displaying a smile. The girls all looked up, starting to be scared by the smile.

Reid's voice finally broke the silence, his voice uneven. "Everyone, I don't remember much. Right now, I need more time alon-" His speech was interrupted by Keitaro Urashima, and the sliding of the front door. He stepped in, and noticed that the guest was awake. "Oi, hello there!" He called out.

Reid immediately spoke up, drawing everyone's "I need some time alone." With that said, he walked calmly up to his room. He stopped mid-stair, and looked back at the girls, and their landlord. "We will have time for introductions tomorrow." He continued up the stairs, not looking back at the curious faces he left on the others.

A/N: Second Chapter up. Exactly 2 hours, 44 minutes later than I wanted it done, but it's done nonetheless. I would like to thank both my reviewers, and my friends in Stars! This Chapter was difficult to write, because you rarely had a really sad moment in the entire series, where it affected everyone. And I couldn't write the names QUITE yet. The people proof reading for grammar doesn't know Love Hina, so I am trying to go slow for them.