Dom: For our reviewer, Jessica, the answer would be yes. I can make a chapter of your request though I still need to think about a small plot to go with it, but it will come to me soon enough.

Alyssa: Aren't you going to tell more?

Dom: About what?

Alyssa: *grins* Your score in our recent Algebra test?

Dom: Fuck off, Sebastian. It's not my fault I don't get factoring polynomials. Stupid numbers and letters

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Disclaimer: Don't own

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Note: This is like a sort of sequel of the Alternative Ending in Some Promises are Meant to be Broken. There was an idea that popped into my head when I woke up

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It was just a normal day for Kazuo. Taking the customer's orders and serving it to them afterwards. Though it was a surprise to all the staff that someone rented out the whole restaurant(it's a small restaurant, fairly big, but small) for something they do not know for lunch so they were forced to close it around that time. Then his boss suddenly thought it would be a good idea to be the party's server. Him, Kazuo. He's clearly insane.

"That ass. He just wants to have revenge on me for ditching him on his double date," Kazuo grumbled in his head, but he shook it off as he came towards their table.

"Hi, the names Kazuo and I'm your server for today," Kazuo gave them a kind and sincere smile, "what can I get for you?" yes, he gave them a smile, but the way they froze when they heard his voice and comment about how their group is depressed and the way their staring at him right now as if he just grew another head doesn't mean he's creeped out. He's veeerrrryyy creeped out, but for the sake of his job, his smile remained and unwavering.

"K-Kazuo?" a brown-haired teen around the age of 17 stuttered out his name.

Kazuo nodded slowly and uncertainly, "Yes, that's my name. Can I help you?"

A boy dressed in a cow suit with an afro—he estimated he's around 8 or 9—stood up from his seat and propelled himself on him and Kazuo couldn't do anything, but to catch the cow-child. He was very surprise when the boy started crying and when he looked up, all of the guests had tears in their eyes as well though he noted that some were hiding it, "Are you okay?" he glanced at the child in his arms.

"Kazuo, why are your customers crying? What did you do?" a pretty girl with fiery orange hair in pigtails and brilliant emerald eyes walked up next to him, "What did you say? Jesus, Kazuo sometimes you need to control your mouth."

Kazuo looked up to his friend and co-worker, "What? I didn't do a damn thing! Excuse for my language," he briefly turned to his guest before resuming his attention to the girl, "I just said my name, asked what they want and they all started crying. If I would've known this would happen I could've told Miroku that I won't be their server! Don't start pointing fingers, Ayame!"

Ayame raised her hands in defense, "Sorry, sorry. It's just that everyone knows that you have a knack of being a sassy bitch to some customers."

"Waaaait a second. A douche? Yes. An ass? Of course. Sassy? Sort of, but a bitch? No, no, no. That's a big fat no. That's you, not me."

"Did you just call me a bitch?"

"Possibly."

"Asshole."

"Heard than one before, sweetheart. Try another one," Kazuo had an arrogant smirk on his face, but it slipped when the child he's holding tugged him down, "hey, you okay, little one?" he asked softly and kneeled down to his level. His heart broke when the boy's innocent green orbs were filled with tears. Something in him is telling him to give him a hug and some sweets.

"T-They said you were d-dead, Kazuo-nii. I-I told him that y-you were still alive, but they were s-said that you died in the explosion," the child sniffled and buried his face again on the man's chest and sobbed.

The blue-eyed man drew his brows together in confusion. What explosion? He stood up with the child in his arms as Ayame leaned in closer to him.

"What is the kid talking about?" she whispered.

"I don't know, Little Red," he replied back in the same level of voice.

The brown-haired teen that uttered out his name earlier cleared his throat, "K-Kazuo, do…don't you remember us?" he asked hesitantly as he stared at him with hopeful eyes that Kazuo winced in guilt at what he was about to answer.

"Should I?"

From the way they flinched and deflated and got teary, he definitely knew it was the wrong answer. A pretty, but adorable teen with long, wavy purple hair and matching eyes walked over to him and took the child from him.

He, however, handed it to the teen reluctantly as an odd sense of protectiveness came over him when she tried to take the kid. The child didn't have the same plans as he clung onto his black vest, yelling out his protests, but soon enough the girl got him.

Kazuo spotted something shining around the cow-child's neck and saw a necklace with a silver cross attached to it. Suddenly, memories bombarded his mind. Blurry faces and muffled voices entered his vision and hearing. All of it went by too fast and his brain couldn't comprehend it enough resulting him to form a slight headache.

"Are you okay, Kazuo?" Ayame asked him with a worried frown.

Kazuo blinked out of the trance and gave her a weak smile, "Yeah, just tired. Anyways, can you cover for me for a minute? I told Lou that I'd call him during his lunch break which is now."

Ayame nodded, "Sure. Tell your boyfriend I said 'hi' and that he's hot."

Kazuo rolled his eyes at Ayame, "Fuck off, Red. He's off-limits."

It was Ayame's turn to roll her eyes at the older man's possessiveness, "Keep your claws in, Wolfie. I ain't stealing him from you. I have my Kouga to keep me entertain."

"TMI, dude. TMI. Um-sorry about the inconvenience," Kazuo bowed to the customers who were staring at him sadly even the cow child was when he finally grasped the concept that he's not the "Kazuo-nii" he's talking about, "Ayame can take over for me while I'm gone for the moment," he said before rushing off.

Kazuo ran outside through the backdoor, ignoring the staff's calls to him and his boss's as well. He sat down by the curb and gripped his head in frustration. These…these memories, those aren't his, well, he doesn't thinks so. Gah! This all confusing! What if—what if those memories are actually his? I mean, Nathan did say that when he found him a year ago near the forest with a lot of rubbish piled on and on and on there was also a fire which clearly means that there was an explosion that took place. What if—what if he was actually that "Kazuo-nii" they're talking about and he DID have an amnesia because of that accident…ugh, too many what if's question and it's hurting his brain.

"You know this is the first time I've ever seen you think this hard, Kazuo. I mean you are almost the best at everything that it's rare for you to be in a stump. So what are you thinking about?" a teen about 19 with windswept-platinum blonde hair and turquoise-blue eyes sat next to him.

Kazuo looked startled at the sudden intrusion in his "alone time", but he gave him a smile nonetheless, "Nothing, Nathan. It's just that…those people out there, they know me, or I think they do. And-and when I saw the necklace around that kid's neck…I don't know, memories started coming back. It all looks familiar," he said slowly as he absentmindedly fiddle with his necklace.

Nathan sat up straight and perked up, "Isn't that a good thing? What if they are actually part of your past?"

"And what if they aren't? Or what if they are the people who are out to kill me? I mean you just found me in a pile of walls and rocks. Bleeding, burnt, beaten, and unconscious by the forest with a sword in my hands, I think my position very suggests that I was running away from something or someone."

"So? Take a risk. What if they are your family? I mean you'd still have us, the Wolfes, to turn back to and Miroku and Sango, but what if they are your real family, Kazuo. You might not get a second chance."

"But I'm content on being with you guys. I don't want it any other way. Sure, it'd be cool to know what I was before I had amnesia and to be reunited with my previous family, but still…I have a new family and I'm happy…"

"C'mon dude," Nathan nudged him by the shoulders.

Kazuo relented and went back inside slowly, purposely stalling until Nathan had enough and pushed him resulting them in a stumbling and laughing mess inside the restaurant and the younger blushed at the attention that was currently being bestowed upon him and swiftly bolted in to the kitchen with the older man looking at him in bemusement before taking the drinks and going over the party's table with a smile, "Sorry about disappearing on you like that, but Louis can be sometimes a diva when I forget to call him," he lied easily through his teeth.

The brown-haired teen yet again smiled up at him—something in his mind is nagging him, his name is Tsuna, "That's alright."

"So do you need anything else?" Kazuo asked them as a whole.

"Not at the moment, but thank you for asking."

"Alright then. I'll be back with your food in a moment," he trailed off as he turned around and quickly caught a Chinese-girl and the cow-child by their collars. They were clearly going to jump him from behind, "and you two shouldn't sneak up on your superior and I just don't mean my age," he winked at them before handing them to the closest adults/teens which turned out to be the brown-haired teen and the black-haired teen with amber eyes, "anyways I'll be back with your food in a moment," he bowed with his head, curtly before leaving.

When he came back with the food, he noticed two teens were staring at him oddly and curiously, but he shrugged it off. However, the moment he turned around to get the rest of their orders, he heard slight whistling sounds coming towards him so before it actually hits him, he deftly caught the two projectiles aiming for him, "Knives? Really? What did I do?" he asked in general before throwing it back to the raven-haired teen with grey-blue eyes and the teen—younger than the former by at least a year—with a blue pineapple-hairstyle and hetochromatic eyes, one cerulean blue and the other red with the kanji for the number six.

The objects landed on the table before them, wedged deep down the wood of the table and sticking up.

Kazuo told them over his shoulders, "I know you're customers, but I don't appreciate it when people randomly attacks me whether it's taken to be as a joke or not," his tone polite, but clipped and there's a hint of annoyance within it.

He heard some harsh scolding behind his back, but that's not any of his business . He realized that the rest of the food isn't done yet so he sat down the bar stool, going over his schedule for the week when he saw the purple-haired teen in front of him, "Hi, your food's not done yet," he said bluntly yet apologetically.

She shook her head, "No, it's not that. I'm here to apologize what Hibari-san and Mukuro-san did to you as well as Lambo-kun's and I-pin-chan's actions."

"Oh," Kazuo responded lamely, "um, it's alright. I don't know what those two have against me, but for the kids, it's fine. I have a surrogate little brother around their age so I'm used to it," he sent her a small smile.

The girl smiled as well, "My name is Chrome," she stuck out a hand.

"Kazuo," they shook hands and Kazuo felt some of the memories rushing back except that one of the faces and voices were less blurry and muffled and when he took a closer look, he realized that it was Chrome and him; laughing and watching movies with snacks and drinks by their sides. There were also several more people in the room along with them, but their figures were too murky to see who they were. He shook it out and let go of her dainty hands.

Before they can continue their lovely conversation, a bell dinged, signaling their orders ready.

"I'll see you later, Kazuo-n-san," Chrome almost slipped out then she walked away to avoid Kazuo confused and scrutinizing stare.

"Here are your orders," Kazuo returned to the tables and put down their meals, "just yell out my name if you need anything else. Enjoy," another smile and a bow were sent then disappeared into the kitchen.

"So Kazuo-nii doesn't remember us?" Lambo asked sullenly.

I-pin took his hand and squeezed it, "I-pin can't say if things be okay, but it will soon," her Japanese is getting better every year.

"We just have to stay strong for him and hope that he'll regain his memories back," Tsuna patted the children's head, "we miss him and now that we know he's alive, we can be together again."

"MIGHT," Mukuro interjected, "we MIGHT be together again IF he remembers."

The table was then silent and only the clattering of utensils was heard throughout the room and some constant chatter that's been going on between the children. When they were finished eating, Dino went over the counter to pay personally instead of calling Kazuo to get their bill; besides he wants to talk to Kazuo personally.

"U-Uh, um, can I get the bill?" Dino was nervously fiddling with his finger. Get a hold of yourself, Dino, it's just Kazuo.

Yeah, the same guy you were crushing on and exchange a few kisses a year back, another part of him contradicted and snorted.

Kazuo blinked and looked up from the novel, Red Rider's Hood, he was reading. He sighed inaudibly and pouted a bit. It was getting to the good part too.

"You do know that you could've just called me instead of walking all the way over here, right?" Kazuo arched a brow at the older man.

"Y-Yeah, but," Dino trailed off and looked down. A blush appeared in his cheeks when Kazuo's rich chuckles emanated in the air.

"You're really weird," Kazuo grinned at him, "but that's cool because I love eccentric people."

Dino blushed profusely and handed him his card and watched Kazuo swiped it on the register and touched the screen for a few times then the check came out. Kazuo handed him the bill and a pen as well as his card.

"Thank you," Kazuo thanked him when he signed the restaurant's copy.

"Do you know where the bathrooms are?"

"Yeah, go down the hall and you'll see the men's room at the left.

"Thanks."

"No problem, Dino," Kazuo unconsciously let his name roll out of his tongue and he slapped a hand to his mouth quickly when he heard it.

Dino froze on his tracks and turned slowly, "What did you call me?"

"I-I don't know," Kazuo's expression was a bit horrified and confused, "I-I'm sorry. I-I'm just gonna go," he entered the kitchen once again.

"H-He's starting to remember," Dino whispered before an eye-blinding grin broke out of his face and practically skipped towards the restrooms.

Kazuo poked his head out from the kitchen doors when he noticed that Dino already left and returned to his seat on the bar stool and started reading again.

There was some screeching of chairs and some scrambling, but he paid no heed since he's too engrossed in his novel. It wasn't until a tug on his pants that his attention was once again diverted.

"U-Um, Kazuo-nii, I mean, Kazuo-san?"

Kazuo looked down and saw the cow child looking at him sadly, but mixed with happiness, "Yes?"

Lambo fingered the necklace around his neck before reaching over the nape of his neck and unclasping it, "I want to give you this," he held it out for him to take.

"Why? From how you touch it so fondly, I am guessing it means a lot of sentimental value not only to you, but to the others as well."

"It is."

"Then why give it to me?"

"'Cause I just want to."

"Um, alright then," he slowly took it from him and once his fingers touched the silver cross, more unclear memories came rushing forth. His eyes took on a glaze form as if he was in a trance and stared at the necklace in an indifferent expression.

"Kazuo-san? Kazuo-san? KAZUO-NII!" there was a hint of hysteria and panic in Lambo's voice when he called out to him.

Kazuo blinked rapidly, "Huh?"

"Are you okay, Kazuo-s-san? You were out for a bit and it scared me," Lambo mumbled.

Kazuo smiled kindly at the boy, "I'm alright. No need for Lambo-sama to be worried."

Lambo's eyes widened when he heard his words, "Do you remember me now, Kazuo-nii?"

Kazuo pursed his lips, "You should go. Your brother is waiting for you," he glanced at Lambo's brother figure.

"That's Tsuna," Lambo supplied.

So I'm right, Kazuo mused silently. He grinned towards the child, "Take care of yourself, Lambo. Come again alright."

Lambo nodded and hugged him, "I hope you get better soon. I miss you. We all miss you," he mumbled in his vest before pulling away then taking hold of Chrome's hand and Tsuna's.

Ayame who were one of the people watching the exchange leaned down, "Were they part of your past?" yes, the workers knew that Kazuo has an amnesia and they are helping him recover his memories.

Kazuo shrugged, "I don't know."

"Kazuo."

"Just…just drop it, Red."

Ayame nodded understandingly then got back to work.

Kazuo went back to reading when Dino finally came out, "Your friends already left. They're probably waiting for you outside," he informed the blond.

"Thanks."

Kazuo smiled at him, "Hope you enjoyed your stay. Please come again."

"We will," Dino returned the smile and was about to exit the restaurant until he turned around and walked over to Kazuo, "hey, um, Kazuo?"

"Yes?"

"Would you like to have coffee with me sometime?"

"Are you asking me out on a date? 'Cause if you are, I will have to decline."

"No, no, no. Just as friends. Not a date. Certainly not a date, I mean you have a boyfriend and your not that kind of person who would cheat and," Dino rambled, but was cut off by Kazuo's chuckles.

"Alright, alright," Kazuo shook his head at the man's ramblings, amused, "I'd love to have coffee with you sometime."

Dino brightened, "Great! I mean that's good. Um, here's my number," he quickly wrote it on a piece of paper and gave it to him.

"Here's mine," Kazuo returned the favor.

"Text me when you're free. See you around, I guess."

"I will and you too."

A small bell chimed signaling that Dino left and it was time to open the restaurant once again.

"What do you have that makes hot and handsome guys chase after you?" Ayame turned to him, "I mean Nathan has a bit of crush on you. My boyfriend and Miroku flirted with you. You have a gorgeous European-Japanese boyfriend and now a hot Italian foreigner just gave you his digits and don't even get me started on the women."

"I really have no idea what you're talking about," Kazuo answered with a roll of his eyes.

"Sure ya don't."

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Dom: Kinda suckish if you ask me, but oh well. Louis and Nathan are two of my five OCs in my KHR/Inu stories. They might appear in my other stories, but only KHR/Inu. I'll post their appearance and personality in my profile when I have time. Sorry again and hope you enjoy this terrible chapter written by me.