Hey there, people! I'm bored, so… I'm UPDATING! From now on it'll go a bit slower, K? I just had all these already written chapters, so I thought I might as well put them up! smile

Disclaimer: Kosmic Kitty owns nothing. Nothing except for Yuri, and that's it. Yukiru Sugisaki owns the rest.

Yuri: Why can't I read or write in this story? Do you like humiliating me or something? I'm actually quite smart!

KK: The key word there, Yuri, is quite.

Yuri: Why you little… runs at KK with giant hammer

KK: Be gone! aims spell at Yuri Yuri stops moving

Yuri: YOU FROZE ME! HOW COULD YOU!

KK: One word. Authoress powers. grins

Yuri: You idiot. That's two words.

KK: …

Right! On with Chapter 2!


Forgotten

Yeah, it's inspired by Rave Master's Elie and a mystery X-Woman! hint hint

Chapter 2

Dream

Much later, Yuri lay in her bed, looking at the ceiling. She was wearing blue pyjamas which To-To had let her borrow, and Emiko had brushed her hair. She noted that it had been well cared for and wondered who'd done it, and why it was such a strange turquoise colour. Yuri had to admit it was a weird hair colour, but then the Niwa family had red hair. The Niwas themselves were very kind. She hadn't met Grandpa yet, but she was sure he was kind at heart, too.

The door opened. Yuri sat up straight, but it was just Emiko. "Just here to say goodnight," she whispered.

Yuri nodded and lay back down. "Thank you for letting me stay," she said as Emiko came over.

"You don't have to keep thanking us," replied Emiko.

"Mmm," said Yuri. "Goodnight, then, Emiko."

"Goodnight, Yuri." Emiko put her hand on Yuri's.

Yuri blinked in confusion. A feeling of pity was washing over her, making her feel sorry for something. It was coming from her hand… no, Emiko's hand… she jerked her hand away from Emiko's grasp.

Now it was Emiko's turn to blink. "What's wrong?" she asked.

The feeling had gone, and Yuri felt normal once again. "Nothing, Ms Emiko," she replied. "I'm just tired, that's all."

"Ok, then." Emiko stood up. At the door she smiled, and added, "Daisuke's at his friend's house. He might be late back." Then she went out and shut the door behind her.

Yuri put her hands behind her head and stared at the ceiling. She wondered if everyone felt like she did when they touched each other's hands. It was too weird, and Yuri was too tired to think about it. She snuggled down under the covers, and was soon asleep.


The world was black, but for some reason, Yuri could see herself. Tiny stars fell from the sky, golden and shimmering. She stumbled forward, blind in all the darkness.

A black object floated own, and when Yuri held her hands out, it landed in them. It was a pure black feather, still smooth and neat. A bird's feather?

"Help… help me…"

Yuri looked around straight away. Not so far away, a body lay on the ground. A boy. His clothes were ripped and dirty, and he as covered in scratches. His eyes were shut and his spiky, fire red hair was wet. Yuri gasped.

"D… Daisuke…?"

Kneeling beside him was a young man, his untidy violet hair falling over his face, which was buried in his hands. His shoulders were shaking, like he was crying..

Yuri began to run over to them, but they didn't seem to get any closer – in fact, they were moving further away. Tears spilled out of her eyes.

"Daisuke, don't go! I'm coming!"


Yuri woke sweating, pictures of her dream still flashing in her mind. "Daisuke!" she whispered, her eyes wet. She pulled off her cover and dashed over to where she had been told Daisuke was. "Daisuke! Please be Ok! Daisuke!" She pushed the door open – and stopped.

Daisuke's bed was empty.

"D… Daisuke…?"

"What's going on?" Emiko appeared behind Yuri, her eyes half-closed. "Yuri? It's one o'clock in the morning, honey. Why are you up?"

Yuri spun around to face her. "Where's Daisuke?"

"He's probably still… yawn… at his friend's house," answered Kosuke, who appeared next to Emiko.

"But it's so late!" Yuri looked back at the empty bed. "What if something happened?"

"Daisuke can take care of himself," said Emiko simply. "Now you'd better get to bed." She took Yuri back to her room against her will and tucked her up. "Please don't worry about him." She stroked her face, smiling.

Again, a feeling washed over her, but this time it was worry. That made sense, as Yuri was worried. But why hadn't she felt it before? Perhaps… perhaps the feeling wasn't hers, but was… Emiko's…

Emiko removed her hand, and the feeling vanished. "Goodnight." She shut the door as she left.

Yuri scowled. There was no way she'd be able get asleep now. Where was Daisuke?


At that moment in time, Dark was lying on the floor of the museum, his foot trapped under a fallen beam. The whole room was in ruins. Unfortunately for him, an uninvited guest had come to catch him, and he was determined to do it. But Dark had no idea who it was. It certainly wasn't Satoshi or even Krad. Neither of them had the right colour hair or the right hairstyle.

The guest's hair was brown and in a ponytail.

In his hand was a dagger with red energy around the blade.

"Can't we talk this over like civilised men?" said Dark while he tried to pull his leg free. He could hear Daisuke shouting in is head, mostly in anger. But Dark knew he was scared at heart.

The man's brow creased. He slashed his dagger across between him and Dark, and a red slash mark appeared and rushed at Dark. It hit his stomach and he cried out in pain. He flew backwards with the force, making his foot free. He hit the far wall. He cried out, and fell in a sitting position. His eyes wanted to stay closed.

He heard the man come over, and Dark realised that the man thought he was dead. He slowly opened his eyes, and looked up at him. He smirked at the man's confused face. "You don't get rid of me that easily." He shakily stood up.

"How did you survive that?" the man demanded harshly. "No-one has ever survived that attack. No-one."

"Well obviously, someone did," replied Dark. He whipped the Statuette from the nearby stand. "And I'll be going now." Wiz's wings appeared behind him, and in one swift movement he was out of the window and into the night.


Dark landed on Daisuke's balcony a few minutes later. He slid the door open and slipped into the room. He placed the statuette on a table, and then he noticed Yuri. She was kneeling by the side of Daisuke's bed, her head on her arms.

"Look, Daisuke. You have a visitor," he said.

Yuri? What's she doing here?

Dark shrugged. "Well, we'd better put her to bed. Don't want her to ask awkward questions." He gently lifted her up bridal style and carried her to her room. Then he laid her down in her bed. He pulled the covers up and kissed her forehead.

"Goodnight, Yuri…"


Yuri was asleep, but quite suddenly, in the middle of a dream of red flashes and shining blades, she felt a feeling of kindness. The images changed to a field full of white lilies, and she smiled.


Hi again! Thanks for reading! Thanks to all my reviewers - animelover, lil'killer, SesshomaruServent1, Shimmering Solitude, Shimmer of an Angel and Riku Harada - for reading this and reviewing! It means so much to me! sniff I'm going all teary eyed! R&R!