"Who are you?" Shock coursed through Alduin, his jaw dropping at the question.

"What do you mean, Lokaal?"

"I mean, I don't know who you are. I don't know what's going on!" Alduin could hear his heart beat picking up, his breath coming in short, panicked pants.

"It's alright, Lokaal, everything's fine. I…"

"Stop calling me that!"

"What?"

"Stop calling me 'love!' I don't know who you are!" At least he still understood their language, Alduin thought before what he said clicked. Pain stabbed his chest.

"Lo…" He barley caught himself. "…Vincent…I need to go." He said abruptly, needing to be alone at that moment. He pushed pass Peloikiv, who had come in after him. Alduin soon found himself in a spare bedroom they had, collapsing into a chair. With his elbow on his knees, Alduin buried his face in his hands, a shuddery breath passing though his lips.

Pain tore at his heart. He doesn't remember me. Spiraled around and around in his head, tears of frustration burning behind his eyes.

He didn't know how long he sat there, his hands threading through his hair, gritting his teeth to try and block the pain.

"Alduin?" Paarthurnax's voice came from the other side of the door. He didn't answer, nor did he move to open the door, growling softly when his white brother come on in anyways. "Vincent needs you."

"No he doesn't, he can't even remember me!" Alduin hissed.

"That's why he needs you." Paarthurnax snorted softly. Tears burned behind red eyes as he stood up.

"You don't understand! It hurts, brother." Alduin clenched his fists. "He's my mate. Him not remembering me hurts. Like a dagger is stabbing me, repeatedly."

"The only way for him to remember you is to interact with you, Alduin. Fire and Tiger started to play with him, and he remembered them."

They always play. But then he shook his head. "Then calling him Lokaal would've worked."

He sat back down in defeat.

"Come on, Alduin. He won't get better without you. Me and Odahviing can deal with your duties until he gets better. You can focus entirely on him."

Alduin sighed. It wasn't the fact that he didn't want Vincent to get well, but being near him, and him not knowing who he was burned him.

Alduin didn't say anything, getting back up and moving towards his room. He did stop to say, "Don't tell them anything about my mate. I don't want a lot of people knowing about him."

"Why?"

"Because, there would be those who will think that because I'm worried about him, it would be a perfect time to strike." Mostly pertaining to any spies the Blades would have…not that it would really matter, soon there wouldn't be any Blades left.

Alduin went back to the room, slipping back in while Peloikiv was checking him over again.

"The healing potion has it's work, your wound on your head is completely healed, but tell me…do you remember anything?" He asked, clearing away the supplies he'd used. Alduin watched with slight hope.

"Besides the cats? Not much. I remember arguing with my father, but not how I left, I remember riding a horse in the middle of a storm, not why, though." His eyes narrowed as if he was in pain. "And….and…" His jaw clenched with an audible snap as his hands clenched the blankets.

"Enough. Don't want you to hurt yourself in trying to remember." Peloikiv soothed. He looked to Alduin. "Don't push his memory." Was the only thing he said as he left.

Alduin watched the door shut, before turning his gaze to his lover on the bed.

Vincent tilted his head, his eyes narrowing again, but this time in concentration. He's trying to remember me. Alduin thought, his heart clenching in hope.

But that hope was diminished the moment he sighed and rubbed his head as if it was hurting him. "You should get some rest." Alduin said softly, leaning down and scooping up Tiger, who was rubbing against his legs.

"But I still want to know who you are." Vincent whined slightly. Alduin closed his eyes at the pain that throbbed in his chest.

"He said not to push your memory. I'm not gonna try anything that would hurt you." He said softly, placing Tiger on the bed, where he bounded over to Vincent and curled up on his left, where Fire waited him. They both had taken to sleeping on his left, as the right side was usually occupied by Alduin.

He wanted to join his mate in bed, but he knew he couldn't. That would freak him out. Alduin watched as Vincent laid back down, curling on his side.

He watched his mate for a while, noting how he tossed and turned, not seeming to sleep well.

Forcing his need to comfort his sleeping mate down, he went to the couch that was in the room, turning it where he could see the bed, he laid on his stomach, resting his head on his arms.

But the fact that Vincent wasn't next to him was going to make it a long night.

ONE WEEK LATER

Alduin was going insane. Vincent was remembering everything but him.

Jynx had heard moments after arriving back, two days after Vincent losing his memory, and rushed to the room. After asking her name, and receiving it, he remembered her.

A walk around the castle with Alduin had him remembering it as well.

But nothing about his lover. Who was with him every minute of everyday since the accident.

Tiredness tugged at Alduin's brain, not having a decent's night sleep since he lost him memory, made him bad tempered to everything but his mate. He could never snap at Vincent the way he snapped at his brothers.

Need coursed though him as well. Never had they gone this long without some sort of affection to each other, even the time where Vincent had thought he had cheated on him, at night he found Vincent in his arms despite being conscience or not.

Alduin sat writhing on the couch, not being able to get comfortable. His mind was fogged over with lust for his mate.

But the moment he closed his eyes, they snapped open, burning a dark blood red that hummed with lust.

Once again, his instincts were in control, the logical side of his mind being pushed back. He stood up, his glowing eyes finding Vincent on the bed reading. He stalked over to the side of the bed, gazing down at his mate. Vincent didn't notice for a moment, before Alduin placed a knee on the bed, making it dip.

He snapped his head, but froze the moment he saw Alduin's eyes. "Alduin?" He asked, forgetting about the book and started to inch backwards.

Alduin snarled at the sight of his mate backing away from him, and grabbed his ankle, forcing him to slide under him. Vincent yelped at the sudden movement, gripping the sheets to try and stop himself from moving. "Alduin!" He tried to get away, but Alduin's body was suddenly fully pressed against his, holding him down, also knocking the breath out of him.

Before he could regain his breath he found lips on his, one hand on his cheek, the other on his hip. His mouth was open with the effort to breath, giving Alduin the chance to have his tongue enter.

Vincent tried to pull away, twisting his head to disconnect his lips, trying to breath again. Alduin allowed it, but only to kiss down his jaw and to his neck.

"Wait!" Vincent tried to push the bigger man off of him, to no avail. Alduin found the scar he made so long ago, in a dream. He bit the scarred skin, causing Vincent's body to jerk as if something shocked him.

Images of that first dream flickered across his bright blue eyes. A gasp of shock passed his lips, which were then claimed by Alduin's once again, grinding against the smaller male.

Alduin rocked against his mate, feeling his body respond, as it too missed this. A growl rumbled in his chest at the response he was getting. Vincent had started to push against him.

Vincent tried to fight against him as Alduin forced himself on him. But every stroke and caress brought images about why he shouldn't be fighting this dragon…his dragon. Finally, after one erotic memory, he found himself rocking against him in return, moaning his consent to the act.

It was a long night, Vincent losing himself in the pleasure, his hands finding themselves in Alduin's black hair, other moments holding onto the bed itself.

Vincent then woke up, hours later, a dull ache in his entire body, warm and awake. The best night of sleep he'd had all week.

He turned and snuggled up to Alduin, when a sudden realization hit him, forcing him to bolt out of his laying position. This, however, jarred Alduin awake (along with the cats, but they simply huffed at them and got off the bed to curl together on a chair), who also sat up, his eyes blazing.

He looked at Vincent before cursing under his breath and getting up.

"Alduin! Wait!" Vincent cried, Alduin already halfway across the room. And when he didn't stop, "Zu'u los hin ol hl los dii." Came tumbling out of his lips, his eyes glowing as he recited his oath to his mate. The words caused a tingle to spread through his body, Alduin's too, as he stopped, his hand on the door, turning his wide red eyes to him. "Zu'u lokaal hi." He whispered to him, and that was all it took for Alduin to bound back across the room, pulling Vincent into a tight embrace, nearing crushing him with the force of his hug.

Vincent curled into the embrace, finding Alduin fiercely nuzzling his neck, their bodies vibrating in a loud purr emitting from Alduin's throat. Vincent couldn't help but grin as Alduin did this, severely missing the contact. But when he wheezed slightly, he tried to move, causing a growl to briefly interrupt the purr, which got louder, his wings wrapping around him to further prevent movement.

Vincent rested his head on Alduin's shoulder, his hands coming up and entangling in his hair. He messaged the scalp under his finger tips, tugging softly at the strands, smoothing them back down, only to do it again.

They sat like that for about an hour, Vincent flipping through all his memories, still finding gaps, but remembered the more important ones with Alduin, like their mating. Alduin's purr died down to where he was just nuzzling against his throat.

I actually wanted to drag the no memory bit out, but i couldn't figure out how

WHOO chapter 20 XD this has officially became my longest story u

review plz