This chapter shall be hence froth known as: Drug Induced Amnesia

A/N: So my fic is a little bit crappy…but I promise I will make it better! Just tell me what to do! BTW in this fic Ryoko is drugged to the point of amnesia…and worst yet…left with Kousuke…

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So she ran, in no particular direction, and no particular destination in mind. She simply ran to enjoy the fact that she was causing the suffering of the redhead who was whining all the while tagging on not too far behind her. For some reason the constant whining was more of a pleasure than a pain to Ryoko. But she couldn't let him know that…

"Stop complaining, Kousuke. You've been through harder workouts than this at school," she said passing him a quick glance back.

"But Ryoko! You're running too fast!" Ryoko rolled her eyes.

"I said that you could come along if you could keep up. So if you can't I'd advise you to go home." Just to be a little more aggravating to her companion, Ryoko gradually sped up.

"Ryoko! This isn't time to be messing around! You could've gotten killed today! And if you run of—" Ryoko cut him off.

"What's done is done, Kousuke. Hunters never try the same thing twice in one day." Neither of the two teens noticed the people that they nearly ran over top of, nor did they notice that they had passed Hiyono, who was coming out of a grocery store with Ayumu, just as Ryoko had said the word "hunters." This, naturally, got Hiyono's attention so she, naturally, followed after the two. Ayumu took Hiyono's moment of distraction to head casually home.

"Hey Ryoko, wait up!" Hiyono called after her. Noting that the voice she was hearing was different than the one that was usually calling after her she stopped, sliding a few feet. Once she saw exactly who was calling to her, she wished that she never had.

Ignoring that small fact for a moment Ryoko put out one arm to her right side where her tag along was quickly coming from. Kousuke only noticed that Ryoko had stopped when her was three feet away from her hand. Skidding to an uneasy stop, and consequently falling backwards to escape colliding with Ryoko's hand, Kousuke was finally no longer in motion.

"Personal space, Kousuke," Ryoko said as she lowered her hand. "What's up, Hiyono?"

"I thought I heard you say something about a hunter. Is that what you're running away from?" Hiyono asked, momentarily glancing around. "Hm, where did Ayumu go? Oh well…"

"No, I was running from Kousuke. But if I was running from a hunter, I wouldn't have stopped. And Kousuke would probably not be so far behind me." Ryoko glanced at the crimson haired boy as his emerald eyes glanced coldly at her.

"But what was this talk about hunters?" Both of the Blade Children knew that no matter what Hiyono had to get the info that she wanted or else she would never leave them alone.

Ryoko spoke again.

"There was a hunter around this morning and made a failed attempt to kill me." Ryoko let out a small sigh. The last thing she wanted was to get Hiyono poking her nose around and following them around attracting attention to the both of them only to get all three of them killed.

"So that's the deal with all the bandages?" Ryoko's face acquired a blunt look, to put it bluntly.

"No, Kousuke and I just like playing doctor." A small smirk crept onto her face as she turned towards Kousuke. "Isn't that right?" Kousuke shook his head with a smirk as well.

"There's no need to be sarcastic!" Hiyono yelled as she glared at the two.

"Whatever, Hiyoko," Kousuke said with a sigh.

"That's Hiyono!" Said girl yelled as she glared at the boy. "So you were attacked by a hunter? How did you get away?" Hiyono looked at the two quizzically.

"They weren't paying very close attention to what they were doing and I managed to get away from them," Ryoko said as she glared at the girl. "It was nice talking to you, but there's somewhere I need to be." With that Ryoko took off in the direction that she was previously going in. Kousuke followed closely, but not too closely behind. Both blade children knew that if he wanted too, Kousuke would've caught up with her in a matter of seconds, but for how long neither of them was sure.

"That, Hiyoko girl is going to get us both caught if she doesn't quit asking questions about hunters and being caught in public. We don't know many faces of hunters, but they could be everywhere, and some of them don't know what all of the blade children look like," Kousuke stated as he stared at the girl in front of him.

"No, Kousuke, it's you that's going to get us caught. Talking about that girl who talks about us." For a moment Ryoko's voice was a slur, but Kousuke thought nothing of it. He was too wrapped up trying to decipher what Ryoko was saying. That sentence barely made any sense. "Kousuke, I-I don't feel too good. I think I'm going to walk now." So as she'd stated, Ryoko slowed to a walk. That's when Kousuke knew that something was wrong.

When Ryoko had started walking she kind of swayed ever so slightly, like she was a blade of grass in the breeze. It seemed almost as if she was drunk, and to anyone who might be watching that would be the first thought to come to their mind, but Kousuke knew otherwise.

Those hunters had drugged her, hoping that it would affect her instantly although, thankfully, it didn't.

"So Kousuke, where are we going again?" Ryoko asked as she stopped to turn and look at the boy while leaning dangerously to the right.

"I don't know, Ryoko, I guessed that we were going back to my apartment once you got done running." Although it sounded extremely wrong, Kousuke was the only one that noticed (he just didn't want to leave her at home where she was unsafe.) Ryoko was too far off her rocker to comprehend much of anything at the moment. She was on a very strong sedative and could probably only remember names and dates at that precise moment, or at least that's how it seemed.

"Okay, so where do you live again? I don't think I've been there before." Ryoko stared at him blankly, her pupils a lot larger than they should be for a blade child.

Kousuke let out a sigh and grabbed Ryoko's wrist.

"It's this way." HE tugged on her hand and she followed behind. Kousuke prayed that Hiyono would be gone so he wouldn't get stopped by her, and he also wished beyond belief that no one from their school would see. He knew that both he and Ryoko would never hear the end of it. He knew his reputation wouldn't be harmed at all, but Ryoko's…

"Hey, redhead guy?" Oh great, now she forgot my name, Kousuke thought."Why am I all wrapped up like a mummy?" He let out a long sigh and looked back at the girl whose pupils had gotten larger indicating that she was officially drugged….

"My name is Kousuke, Ryoko. And you are in bandages because you got hurt." For some reason Kousuke felt like he was talking to a five year old. At least that's how Ryoko was acting.

"So, Kousuke Ryoko—"

"It's just Kousuke, you're Ryoko!" Kousuke turned around and tugged on her hand again.

"Oh. Hey that hurt!" Kousuke felt Ryoko jerk her hand away, and just as he turned to look back at her he got kicked in the mouth. "You're mean!"

"I'm sorry," Kousuke said, not liking to apologize to Ryoko, but knew that if he didn't she was going to turn around and run off. And in the condition that she was in, that was not a very good thing for her to do.

"You don't look like the kind to apologize, you know." Shen and Kousuke continued walking, Kousuke no longer having to pull on Ryoko's hand was glad that she silently agreed to walk by his side. "You said I got hurt, Kousuke, how?" She looked at him with her large eyes. She looked so much younger like that.

"You were running…" Kousuke was debating over whether or not he should tell her the truth. Aw hell, she's went through her whole life knowing that she was hunted and cursed, why not just give her a happy story to live in for a while. "And you saw these kids picking on a stray dog—"

"Do I like dogs?" Ryoko blinked once as she awaited her answer and the rest of the story.

"Yes," although that really was a lie. "So you went over to help the dog and these kids attacked you. Then the dog attacked them and you thanked it and it ran away." The story was cheesy, but Kousuke wasn't good at making up happy stories.

"Why don't I remember this?" Ryoko asked as a glare attempted to cross her face.

"Because the kids had a bat and they hit you over the head." Kousuke finally got a tragedy into his story. Tragedy was so easy for a blade child to speak of.

"Then why doesn't my head hurt?" Damnit, why does she have to be so difficult? I should just tell her the truth…

"Alright you caught me. You were attacked by mad men and they had knives and they stabbed you which is why you're bleeding and you were drugged by them which is why you can't remember!" Kousuke expected her to be mad at him for lying, but she didn't comment.

"Hey Kousuke?"

"What?" Ryoko had a strange look on her face, like she was pondering over whether or not something she remembered was true.

"Are you my boyfriend?" There it was, the cause of that expression on her face. Why was this such a hard question to answer? The truth was no, but what if this Ryoko did like him that way even though she barely knew him? He knew very well that he liked her, but he wasn't sure if it was that much affection.

"Sure, why not?" He said sarcastically shrugging his shoulders.

"Then shouldn't we hold hands or something?" With that said Ryoko reached for Kousuke's hand, but he pulled away and stuffed it into his coat pocket.

"Nah, I don't like doing that." Kousuke gave her a blank look and she tilted her head slightly.

"So how much father away is your penthouse?" Kousuke snapped all of his attention on to that.

"What?" Ryoko looked at him as if he were stupid.

"I said "how much farther is it to your penthouse?' You know, with the piano and the glass walls." Kousuke's eye twitched. She's gotten him mixed up with Eyes.

"No, I just live in an apartment, you're thinking of Eyes' place." Ignoring her for the moment Kousuke allowed himself to momentarily drift off into his thoughts.

"Eyes? You mean the piano player? How long has he been in China?" China! What the hell did they give her?

"Ryoko, this is Japan." Ryoko blinked twice.

"Oh, yeah that's right! Osaka, Japan." She laughed slightly. "I forgot." She smiled at him childishly. "I can't wait to see your apartment! Does it have a window?" A window? Duh, of course it has a window ditz…

"Yup, two of them." Ryoko let out a sigh as if she was displeased. "And a bed, bookshelf, TV, a closet, a lamp, a kitchen, a bathroom…" Ryoko started laughing.

"Well those are the essentials! What about cups and plates and bowls and spoons and forks?"

"Yup, I have those too." At first it was cute, Ryoko being drugged and confused, but now it was just becoming annoying. Amnesia was one thing, commonsense was another. Even Sayoko had commonsense.

"I like this sidewalk," Ryoko said as she stared at her feet.

"Okay then, Ryoko, you do that." If this is what actually goes through the sane Ryoko's mind I'm worried.

So after a little while of silence and a lot of random out bursts, Kousuke and Ryoko and finally arrived at Kousuke's apartment. Ryoko jumped up and down at the door leaving Kousuke to wonder what she was expecting. Even though it was rather empty in his apartment, Ryoko seemed to act as if it were a mansion of some sort.

"Look, Kousuke! It's a bed!" Ryoko took no hesitation in running over to the bed and lying down on it. Normally he would've told her to take off her shoes, but at the moment Kousuke decided that it was best to let her do whatever she wanted. Most likely she would fall asleep and sleep the drug away. "You know, beds are used for many things, Kousuke."

Instantly Kousuke felt the need to knock her out with something. He was afraid of what she was going to state.

"Sleeping, laying in when you're sick, eating in when you are being treated to breakfast in bed, hiding in, laying in when you're too scared to move, crying in…the list goes on and on." Kousuke was grateful that she didn't say what he thought she was about to say, what with her thinking that she was his girlfriend.

Ryoko crawled under the covers of the bed covering every inch of her body.

"Your apartment is cold," she said. It must be the drug talking, Kousuke thought as he stared at the lump in his bed. "Beds are also a place where couples keep each other warm…and I'm cold." Kousuke began to wonder if her intentions were innocent like a child's, or were they devious like some of the other seventeen-year-old girls that attended Tsukiomi Academy. "Kousuke! Please? It's really cold in here." Ryoko didn't even bother to uncover her head when she spoke to him.

"Fine," Kousuke said as he slipped off his shoes. Debating over whether or not her should dare trust himself to go under the covers with her or not he chose to stay on top of them incase Ryoko did snap out of her drug induced trance.

After all, it would be safer that way.

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A/N: Well, I hope you liked this chapter, it was a comic relief for you all to reflect on during the later more tragic chapters that are yet to come! BWAHAHAHAHA! SUFFER MY FANFICTION SPIRAL BARBIE DOLLS (God I hate Barbie…) Well Review if anything rating I don't really worry about…until next time, bye-bye