Author's Note/Disclaimer: I do not own Kamen Rider Dragon Knight. I am merely using parts of the story and borrowing the characters for a bit.

Side Note: The character's may be a little bit OOC for a while. It is a necessary evil if I want the rest of the story to go as planned. I apologize if I offend any fan by doing this. I am merely doing what I think is necessary to continue the flow of the story.

REMEMBER

Chapter 3

Dream

Adam's POV

Oh man! This again?

Why am I remembering this? The memory isn't even mine!

Sigh, I guess I'll just have to let it play out.

Memory Kit and Frank

Kit's POV

I'm holding back a sigh as best as I can. I'm still looking at my lap like I have been for the past minute or so. I just finished telling dad pretty much everything Kamen Rider.

I don't know whether to be nervous about his reaction, even if he hasn't said anything yet, or worried about losing him because he can't accept the changes that have taken place. Maybe I should have brought one of the other riders with me after all.

"Kit, are you okay with all of this?"

My head snaps up at the first syllable and it's right at that moment that I understand why I need his answer so badly. This entire time I still have been asking myself what he would do in this situation. Now though, I don't have to wonder. Now he can tell me. And just like that, I'm more relaxed than I have been in a very long time. I owe him an answer.

"I wasn't...not to begin with. I didn't know what I was doing. I just knew that people were missing," you among them, "I was on my own and feeling like there had to be something I could do! It was hard because I was angry, not at Len, you, or anyone else.

I was angry at myself. I felt responsible for what happened...I still do. But I am okay with everything now. I accept that I played a role in what happened and I took responsibility for it and I was able to find what I thought I lost when you disappeared and help others do the same.

And dad?

I am a Kamen Rider through and through...but you are what sets me apart from the others.

Everything you taught me made the difference.

I don't know if that's the answer that you were looking for, but that is the only answer I have,"

I realize I'm avoiding his eyes and look up as I finish speaking, that's when I notice that dad is smiling at me.

"You are more like her than you will ever know." He says it with pride and I'm content knowing that he can remember her through me without the pain every once in a while.

He stands, stretches, and asks, "pizza for dinner? I'm buying." I grin in agreement and nod my thanks.

He grabs his wallet and just as I remember he hasn't said anything about the fact that I am a Kamen Rider-

"Kit? You don't need me to tell you what to do as long as you follow your heart. Remember, I will always support all of your decisions."

And with that, he's gone and I feel like I can finally breathe again.

Just as I start getting comfortable on the sofa, I realize that I'm being watched.

"Who's there? I can feel you watching me."

The mirror on the door shimmers and as someone starts stepping out I place one hand on my deck.

I notice who it is and lower my hand once more.

"Adam? What are you doing here? Wait, have you been here this whole time?"

"...sorry, I was worried...you left the base so fast. I followed you and then heard you talking to your dad...I didn't want to interrupt, so I decided to just stay put and hope you didn't notice me...sorry."

I smile and shake my head in disbelief for not realizing that my mirror twin would have noticed my abrupt departure if no one else.

"It's okay, don't apologize. You did nothing wrong. We are still getting used to each other. Why don't you sit down so we can talk and then you can join me and dad for dinner...unless you have somewhere to be, that is?"

I watch him sit across from me and I'm amazed once more at how similar we are.

"Can I ask you something?" He unknowingly cuts into my thoughts.

I tilt my head to the side, my way of saying 'go ahead.'

"I don't mean to pry Kit, honest, but can you tell me what he was like while you guys were fighting the war?"

He's nervous, I don't blame him. I'm caught off guard by his question, or rather, the sincerity behind it.

I don't need to ask who he is. Len...my friend, mentor and partner in our quest to save Ventara and Earth.

"I won't lie. In the beginning, he was a jerk. He would brush me off and anyone else who got anywhere near him. He was worse with me than with anyone else...for obvious reasons." I state, moving a hand between the two of us so he has no doubt that I'm referring to our being twins.

"I remember him going off to fight and telling me not to get in his way. On one such occasion, I got desperate because he needed help...so no matter how confused I was about what was going on, no matter how scared of that blasted dragon I was, I used the contract card and helped him. Not that he thanked me for it. No, not Mr. I'm-too-cool-to-thank-you-for-saving-my-life." I finish scoffing and smile when I hear Adam snicker as I remember how Len used to be.

My hand snaps to my deck again at the same time that my head snaps up when I hear the mirror open once more.

I relax once more shaking my head when none other than 'Mr. Cool' himself steps out of it with his hands in the universal sign of surrender.

"Dude, I get that your beast is a bat. But seriously? I didn't even say your name!" I exclaim while, Adam is trying to breathe because he's laughing so hard and Len just lifts an eyebrow in question with nothing but amusement in his eyes as he puts his hands down and just takes in the scene in front of him.

When Adam manages to finally stop laughing, I turn to Len and ask, "Do you remember when we met? How much of a jerk you were then? And how far you were willing to push me away in order to keep me out of the war?"

His eyes spark in realization and I know he has worked out what Adam asked me. He sits down on one of the bar stools leaning back onto the counter and nods.

"I remember...I also remember telling you to do one thing, and you doing pretty much the opposite of what I said to do nine times out of ten," he says while tilting his head to the side in amusement when I groan in irritation for his mentioning of that.

This also proves to be too much for Adam, who is once more doubling over with laughter over the exchange of words.

I frown, knowing that I was about to end the lighthearted portion of this trip down memory lane for a little while.

I sigh and whisper solemnly, "We had quite a few moments where things were touch and go, didn't we?"

Len moves, and when my brain catches up, I notice he is next to me now one knee pressed into the couch while his other leg is straight on the ground. His right hand squeezing my upper arm just enough to get my attention not enough to hurt while his other hand rests on lap.

"Don't you dare blame yourself for what happened. They tricked us both and we were still working things out between us an-"

"I know, Len. But I will never stop blaming myself for you getting hurt. Never mind the fact that you were almost vented because of me!" I tell him, once again distressed by what happened nearly a year ago.

"Xaviax led Kit to believe that I was working for him. One of his riders took that opportunity to get Kit to help him get rid of the competition and unknowingly almost get me vented,"

I hear Len explain to Adam while I'm stuck remembering the horrible chain of events that had nearly cost us everything.

"Kit, please. I'm telling you; it was not your fault. If anything it was my fault for being so cold to you even after I promised not to be," he says and grabs my chin and turns my face so I have to look him in the eye. I nod my head letting Len know that even though I won't ever accept that answer, I can move on from it, for now.

"Well, obviously that didn't work. What happened next?"

Len lets me go and I smile gratefully at Adam for changing the subject and getting us back on track.

"We started making an effort to get along. I become a little more serious and Len acted less like a jerk and more like a team player,"

I state calmly as I shift so that I'm sitting upright with my head resting on the couch. My eyes are closed and I feel Len sit cross-legged on the sofa next to me facing both of us. There is silence for a moment before I hear Len whisper,

"...why don't we tell him about Chris?"

I hear a gasp and it takes me a little longer than it should for me to figure out that it was me who made the sound. I can feel my eyes tearing up even as I refuse to let myself cry again.

I summon up all the strength I can before I breathe, "...you tell him...I can't...it s-still hurts," I'm angry that my voice broke but I'm glad I was able to say anything coherent at all. I feel Len squeeze my arm once more, grounding me, reminding me before he turns his attention to Adam once more.

"For a short time...we were a three man group...our third was a guy named Chris. Kamen Rider Sting..."

"...he wanted to be a marine...his father was one and his grandfather before him. The problem was that Chris had asthma..."

"...yes. Xaviax offered him a chance to serve and protect not only his country but the world..."

"...I managed to get Chris to see sense. He switched sides as soon as he realized that Xaviax tricked him...he struggled though..."

"...he couldn't accept that we thought of him as a part of our team...he thought he was just a burden to us and his asthma wasn't doing him any favors..."

"...gods the kid had a good heart though...I would have died willingly if I thought it would make his life easier..."

"...he got vented protecting me..."

"It was my fault. I should have vented Axe when I had the chance! It cost us Chris!"

I know I'm crying now but I don't want to be comforted.

That one mistake was my worst one yet and it was completely my fault.

I move to stand and go to the other room when I feel Len's grip on my arm tighten and I realize that he's not going to let me walk off this time.

"I went through it plenty of times Kit. There was nothing we could do.

One of us was going to get vented that day and none of us wanted to be it.

Chris took the choice out of our hands."

I'm shaking like a leaf and I feel the stress building once more.

I messed up so badly.

Over and over and over and still he tries to tell me that it's not my fault.

I curl up on the couch as I feel the tears running down my cheeks and suddenly I'm exhausted.

I feel dizzy from this emotional roller coaster.

The room starts to move and everything is starting to dim.

I faintly hear my name being screamed before I pass out from the stress.

First of all, thank you for being patient, I appreciate it. I know it's been a long while but trust me. It's worth it. I have not only finished this chapter, but possibly the next two as well. Let me know what you think of this one and in return, I will upload the next two parts. Sound fair? As always, thank you for taking the time to read this. - Kamen Rider Luna