August 2, 2009

"It's too late. I made my resolution. I give up on love," my own voice said.

I was floating above, looking down on myself and Daisuke on the terrace of my grandparents lakehouse.

This is a memory! I realized. I-I remember this! Why didn't I remember it before? I met Daisuke before!

She (the younger me) turned and looked out on the lake. Daisuke stared at her back.

Daisuke suddenly turned her back around. "Wait! You can't…do that."

"No one kissed me, so I must be destined to be an old maid," she smiled.

Daisuke was an inch taller than her, so he leaned down a little bit, and kissed the younger me on the lips. She returned the kiss blindly, but Daisuke quickly broke away and jumped off the terrace.

The scene changed.

I saw Dark kiss the younger me, and then I punched him.

I've kissed both of them? What kind of player am I? I wondered.

I woke up late in the night.

I knew them! I thought to myself. I knew Daisuke and Dark! What happened to my memory?

I got out of bed. I have to talk to someone.

I opened the window and turned on the lamp. Will Dark come?

I almost closed the window, but Dark descended, and came in. "Something wrong, Kuri?"

He looked slightly concerned.

"Someone's playing us," I hissed, getting close to his face. "Do you…remember me?"

"I've only known you a week, Kuri," Dark said, stepping back.

I calmed down slightly. "I had a dream. I dreamed two years in the past. Daisuke was with me, and he kissed me. It was snowing. How is that possible? It was real, I know it was!"

Dark put a hand on my shoulder. "Calm down, it was just a dream."

"Y-You kissed me," I said softly. "In another dream."

Dark sucked in his breath. "I remember that. You…hit me. But it feels like so long ago."

"So…you believe me?" I replied. "Thank you!"

"Who did this? It's like six months of my life…I don't remember," Dark muttered.

I laid down, staring at the ceiling. "Dark…tell me what your connection is to Daisuke."

I saw Dark flinch out of the corner of my eye. "I can't tell you that."

"Then…I know a way to recover our memories," I said. "Haven't you ever watched those old movies?"

"Then I'll kiss you," smirked Dark.

"Wait, Dark, I—" but then he leaned down and kissed me. My eyes opened wide. I felt emotions that ran deep, not the normal for a weeklong crush, which is about how long I had known Dark, right? (Well, not counting the time I had spent reading the manga and watching the anime) A blush spread across my cheeks and I pushed him off. "That did nothing. I-I mean…not that it was bad, but um…I-I-"

"You didn't get your memory back," he said. He looked at me as if seeing me for the first time. "I think I know why. I remember."

He went to the window.

I sat up. "Dark wait."

Dark sighed. "What is it, Kuri?"

"Dark, when you kissed me…I felt...feelings for you…" I struggled to say it. "Feelings I shouldn't feel for someone I barely know. Tell me the truth…have we met before?"

Dark's eyes were wide. "Kuri…we've met before."

"Why can't I remember?" I asked him.

"Because…you love Daisuke," Dark replied.

"What?" I blushed. "No way! I do not!"

"I'm being serious!" replied Dark. "In those old movies, they only get their memory back if they kiss the one they love. I'm not as clueless as people say I am, okay?!"

"I-I'm sorry," I said softly.

There was an awkward silence and then, Dark left out the window.