::sniff sniff:: People do love me! I had so many lovely people review! I have four new muses! Yeah! I no longer need those traitors JacquesA and JacquesB. I would like to thank my reviewers-Kasra, Meri, ran, dark wings alias raat ke rani, and Lady Subaru-for becoming my muses! Yeah!

Okay, sorry for the wait, but my computer has been down for a few days no thanks to some evil virus that ate into my computer. I swear my computer is invested with them! Any how I'm glad to bring you this next chapter, but I've sorry to say it's not in the POV of Ran. It probably won't be until I get further on in the story and we'll see just how long I plan on making this fiction. Same disclaimers apply along with the post-Gluhen setting staying the same, so let's get started.

Wo ist meinen Bruder? Chapter 4

The smell of fresh air! I can't wait until I get to see my wife again. She has been gone these past two months in the States for she was urgently needed to staff one of the hospitals there. She said it would only take a week when she left, but I then soon got a call saying that she had to stay longer. I waited for two months upon her return and finally decided to just go out and see her myself.

We haven't known each other for very long. That is, I mean, my wife and me. I met her after waking up in the hospital. I had no memory of what happened that got me there, I only remember waking up and seeing her beautiful eyes smiling down upon me. She helped me try to figure out who I was, but when all attempts failed I soon gave up and worked towards having a future. It was inevitable that my future be with the women that helped me remember my past. For all that she had done, I wanted to help create her future.

After about a month, my wife and I married. That had to be the happiest day of my life! The wedding was small, not that I minded, and I got to meet all of her friends and family. The decorations were of eloquence, and the wedding cake was scrumptious. That only had to mean the honey moon would have to be twice as good, right? However, because of my wife's duty as a nurse, that desirable honey moon never happened and the pleasures of being newlyweds were held off.

By the time my wife had left for the States, we were only about a month's couple. This saddened my heart, and I should have left with her to the States, but something had urged me to stay here in Japan. However, after another two months, I couldn't stand to be away from her any longer and had to schedule my own flight to see her.

The destination was New York City and I was to leave on March the third. For some odd reason, this date felt like it had some sort of importance to me, but I soon brushed it off when I boarded the plane.

The aircraft itself was small. However, the number of people that were on it was immense. I thought I would have had to schedule another flight if it wasn't for this nice woman who pointed out the seat in which I was supposed to sit in. Apparently, the man in whom she was with sat in the wrong seat. It didn't really make any difference to me, so as long as I was able to get to my destination, but for some odd reason the confused man confused me by wanting to switch seats so that he sat right next to me.

I guess at first appearance he would look like any normal person-brown hair, green eyes-that sort of thing. However with closer examination I was able to recognize his face from someplace. He kept on talking and talking trying to make good conversation with him saying that 'people on airplanes always tell each other their deepest secrets as they will never see each other again anyway,' however to no avail. I had to break his chain of nonsense before his throat ran dry.

"Hey, I think I have seen you somewhere before," the man looked taken back, and I suppose he was just startled that I spoke anything at all so I continued, "Are you Hidaka Ken?"

Okay, so maybe he was more startled at the fact that I actually knew his name and he had probably never seen my face ever before. The man sat silent for a few minutes before actually responding. He tried to say something before as I noticed words forming on his lips, but it took a great while for the sound to actually come out. "Yes, I am Hidaka Ken."

"I thought so! I saw your face and I have to admit it took me awhile, but you played for the J-league didn't you?" This time I felt like the one that was rambling on. Hidaka kept silent for another few moments before replying in what seemed like a restrained happiness.

"I am surprised you took notice! I mean, I only played on the J-league for a little while and didn't think people would actually remember my name or my face for that matter."

"Well I have been doing a lot of reading lately," which was the truth as I had nothing else to occupy my time with since my wife was away and I in return was without a career.

"Oh? Anything in particular?" Finally that confused man had gotten the conversation he had wanted.

"No not really. I had been trying to read anything that would spark my memory."

"Spark your memory? From what?" Hidaka looked rather puzzled I decided to let him have my life story, or the few months that become my life story. To my surprise, Hidaka listened rather intently absorbing every word like a sponge. I suppose this guy was a sucker for anybody who had lived. From what I have read, Hidaka was kicked out of the J-league because of conflicts with drugs. Of course I didn't want to bring back his horrid past, so I continued on with what I knew from mine.

"So?" Hidaka questioned after I thought I was done explaining to him my autobiography, "I never actually caught your wife's name." "Well, her name is Ito Asuka."

"Asuka is it? It is a really nice name." Hidaka seemed satisfied with my answer as he smiled an actual genuine smile.

"A pretty name for a pretty lady." Where had that line come from? I had never remembered myself using something that sounded so close to a...a pickup line? No matter, after I said that Hidaka burst into a wild laughter. I really couldn't understand why exactly this made him laugh, but I soon joined in and pretty soon we were getting weird stares from everybody else on the plane.

"Hidaka-san!" The woman who was with Hidaka during boarding spoke for the first time since we had left the airport. "You're causing people to stare at you!" Well that was restating the obvious. However, our laughter soon quieted down, "Hidaka-san, we're here!"

"Already?" Hidaka asked in amazement. I did seem like we weren't on the plane for that long. The flight attendant soon made an announcement of our landing and stated the time as 2 o'clock pm. Wait a minute; we left Japan at 3 pm. Well it was time to reset my watch.

"How long have we been flying?" Hidaka had asked the question I wanted to know the answer to.

"12 hours," replied the young woman.

"Wow, we have been talking for that long?" I said out loud more for myself than for Hidaka.

"I guess so. Time flies when you're having fun." That was such a true statement and a statement which supported his earlier thesis about how people on planes always tell each other their deepest secrets.

"You know, this may sound weird," Hidaka started, "but I don't think you ever gave me your name during the entire flight."

He was right! I guess in the midst of everything else I forgot to include that small detail. "My name? Well, people now know me as Ito Altwin, but you can just call me Alt."

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TBC

ooooo....lot's of irony in this chapter, don't you think?

Well I would like to thank everybody for their wonderful reviews! It is really you who keep my writing!

About the title...okay, as I was pointed out by Meki it contains some bad grammar in it. Well, I am currently a German II student, however mein Grammatik ist nicht gut! Okay, what I'm saying here is that I barely have enough grammar skills for English so it's very hard when it's in a language I barely understand. However I do appreciate any corrections given as it will make this story sparkle and shin like no other! So I will try and cover up this mistake as best I can.

As for the next chapter I think I will go into the POV of Knight (thanks dark wings alias raat ke rani for the idea!), and I will try to put into view some of the things Kasra mentioned. It was really nice to see somebody else's view on the last episode of Gluhen, and a lot of what Kasra said intrigued me and I thought about adding some of those views (especially the ones about Mamoru) into the next chapter.

Tell me what you think! I will go from there, because you the reviewers are my muses!