The doctors continued to help Anna all through the next few hours. They perfomed a number of extensive things to help make Anna better, but it seemed as though she would never get better. But there was stil hope, and that was what had kept Anna alive so far, perhaps it could help her live here, too.

Yoh stayed with them all the while. He would never leave her again. He had made a promise, and it was the most important promise he could ever make. It could possibly save Anna's life.

After about four hours of waiting, and much anticipation, the doctors stepped back from Anna and spoke to Yoh, "There is nothing more we can do but wait. If she wakes up, she can go home tomorrow. There is a chance that she might remain in this coma for quite a while. We have done all we can do, I am truly sorry we could not do more."

A coma! Yoh thought to himself, But what if she never wakes up? What if I can not save her? This was all my fault, the fact that she is here in the first place. Why can I not tell her that I love her?

The doctors walked out of the room, leaving Yoh alone with Anna. He was tired after so many hours of waiting, but he refused to go to sleep. He wanted to be there when Anna woke up again... if Anna woke up again...

Hours later Yoh was still there. He would occationally speak to Anna, but apart from that, everything was silent. It was peaceful, just Yoh and Anna. And although she did not know it, Yoh was glad for that. Although she was unconsious, Yoh could almost feel her presence, as though she was sharing the same moment, feeling what he had felt all along. Yoh smiled as he stiffled out a yawn. He was so tired, and he was beginning to nod off to sleep. He was about to drift off, when he heard a small cough to his right. He cocked his head to that same side, and he heard his name being called. And it was Anna who had said it.

"Yoh. Where are you? Yoh? Yoh!" Anna jolted upright as her eyes scanned the room, searching for a familiar face... but there was none. Her face was red and glazed with cold sweat, and her eyes were shifting back and forth to the door and the rest of her suroundings.

Her eyes pausedon Yoh. She looked him over greatly, but could find no familiarity about him. She looked as though she was shaking slightly, probably from fear of not knowing where she was. She could remember nothing, not even who she was. She was lost, with no one to guide her... except for Yoh, who she did not know.

"Anna! You're alright! And you know my name, does that mean you remember me?" Yoh said excitedly. He hoped Anna remembered him, and that she would be alright after all. Though there was sure to be a complication or two in the process; and what if she wanted to know if he loved her again? Would he be able to lie to her this time?

Anna shook her head vigorously, as her sad eyes peered into Yoh's brown ones. She looked at him pleadingly. She looked helpless, and Yoh was there to help. He would do anything it took to make sure she lived happily, and that she never ended up in this palce ever again.

"No, I don't. Your name is Yoh? I didn't know. That name is the only thing I remember, everything else is blank. Why do I remember your name? What was I to you, was I nice?" Anna looked so confused, it was a lot to remember, and a lot more to forget. Yoh thought for a moment before answering her.

"We were friends. And yes, you were nice... very nice." Yoh smiled as he said this, and Anna did the same.Their eyes met, and for a moment it seemed like nothing had changed. They were together, and that was all that mattered. No matter what life threw at them, they would catch it... together.

But there was still the matter of Anna's health to deal with, as another outburst of illness like that which had just happened could cause a major crisis, a never ending disease, or even worse. They had made it this far together, and they would have to do the rest together as well. Even if it meant suffering together, which was what was sure to happen sooner or later, they would outlast all illnesses as long as they had each other. Yoh just had to find this out for himself, and Anna had to remember it.

I don't want to hurt Anna, not again. And maybe we can be more than friends this time. I would like to think there is a likely possibility of that. Andmaybe I can love her again, just like she had loved me before this had happened. Maybe I already love her.