Lyn: Uhhh... cough... This is my first attempt at an Air Gear fanfic. I'm writing this because I can't continue my other fanfic. I can't look for lyrics on the internet. So basically I'm typing this whole thing first and will upload it when I get my internet connection back. I know it's going to suck but I'll try my best. And I'm very sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, just in case I didn't correct them. I tried very hard to make this as long, as interesting, as nice and understandable as possible but sometimes I just can't remember to add things to the story so I'm sorry if that happens. In this fanfic, I didn't write Akito and Agito as one same person with two personalities as I liked the thought of brotherly love between them so I'm very sorry (again) if you guys don't approve of that.

Pairings: AgitoxAkito, IkkixAkito (for the time being)

Warnings: Bad language and change of original story.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Air Gear. It is copyrighted by its respectful owners. It might as well be the end of the world if I did.

.:Wings of Memories:.

.:Chapter 1:.

"Agito-niisan... wake up..."

The blue haired boy lay lazily in his bed, waking up from his dream. The bright sunshine of a beautiful Sunday morning burned his eyes. He never liked mornings. Plus, he just moved in last week and was still tired. What's the point of waking up anyways? He would only wake up to tortures and problems. His only wish was to sleep, forever. Never waking up from his dreams which seem to be always better than life even if it was a nightmare, wait...he IS living in a nightmare. No dream or anything in the world would be worse than life. He went over to the mirror hanging on the wall beside his closet and arranged his eye patch. Looking at his reflection, it saddened him even more. His beautiful golden eye always looked forlorn to him even if it seemed threatening to others. When he felt his eyes watering he turned his attention to his study table. It was messy as always. There was a beautifully framed photo of a 10-year-old him, but beside him there was an identical boy hugging him with a big grin on his face. Akito, his twin brother. The only thing that can be differentiated between them is the placement of Akito's eye patch, on the right, whereas his was on the left. A rare birthmark for twins, their eyes were. Each of their eyes was born differently, one looked like a cat's eye and the other looked like a cute loli-shota character suited eye. That was the cause of the eye patches, it wasn't because there were problems with their eyes, and just they looked different. To make sure their condition didn't frighten others, they had to wear eye patches on one of their eyes, according to which they like more. Of course Agito chose the cat's eye as it suited his personality more and Akito the opposite. He liked the eye patches. It connected him and Akito together in some way.

"Huh, how long has it been now? Four years, eh? Four years..."

Before he even noticed, tears already trickled down his face. His eyes, burning, not from the light, but from the sadness and loneliness he felt. It has been four years ever since that happened. After 'that' happened, Agito always dreamt about Akito, more specifically, every night. He would hear Akito's calls in his dreams. Akito was kidnapped during an Air Trek fight that went wrong when the police came in. He blamed himself for it. He wasn't fast enough, he wasn't strong enough, he thought, and even worse, he worked for the police who caused the scene. Even so, he hated his elder brother, Kaito, the most. He forced him into doing it. Just because he was the force's trump card to catch Air Trekkers who were involved in illegal activities, he forced him to leave Akito behind when he was snatched away. The culprit only planned on taking Akito as a hostage to escape from the hell, but nonetheless, Akito was never found again. Kaito's focus wasn't on the people who watched the battle, but the ones who were in it. The heartless fiend didn't even mind having Akito out of the way. In fact, nowadays, he seemed even happier with Akito gone. Heck, he didn't even send out a search party for Akito. Only a few volunteers helped Agito in the search. The group searched for days and nights, under Agito's orders but they did not succeed. Not a single trace was found of him. He felt horrible at the thought of Akito, whose condition was unknown, leading a tortorous life or worse of all, dead. For four years he continued to search. The light of hope that one day he would be reunited with Akito has never gone out in his heart. Giving up was not an option, but still...

"Let go of me, you bastard! I need to..."

"Don't care about the boy, Agito, we don't need him! I have more important matters at hand!"

"Fuck you! I need to...Akito!"

"Don't move or you'll face the consequences later on!"

Those words rang in his head. 'The boy'. He called Akito 'the boy'. His own little brother. It was an insult not only to Akito but also himself. And most of all, he said they didn't need him! He felt his anger rose but when his eyes fell upon the picture again, he reverted to his sad self. Why didn't he have the courage? Why didn't he pull his hand away from Kaito and went after Akito? Why? Thinking of this, Agito felt he had no right to hold the title of 'Fang King'. He couldn't even challenge his one most hated enemy. He was more a bottom-dwelling scum sucker than a vicious shark. 'I didn't dare to offend Kaito, I followed his orders afraid that I would be beaten, I only cared about myself at the time, if I disobeyed Kaito I would be punished later on, I was the cause, I was scared, I didn't care at all about him, I left him' etc, these lies frequently popped into his head. How extremely negative he had become. He lost his parents at a young age and had to live with Kaito and Akito. Yes, Kaito earned the money for them to live, but life was better off without him. The twins were always beaten up for no apparent reason. Every time Kaito came home they will have to act like slaves. They will try their very best to please an angry Kaito who worked hard for money and giving two 'worthless' twins food. He complained about the twins not helping enough, that they were useless, and why their mother gave birth to them in the first place. But their efforts were never rewarded. They ended up beaten anyways. It's not that Agito and Akito didn't do anything for him and the police, Agito was trained up as a Storm Rider to lure unsuspecting Storm Riders into traps and Akito did the repairs and modifications to his Air Treks. Though it was rare, when Kaito was in a perfectly good mood, he would bring the twins out for fun. That was one of the times the photo was taken. He cherished that photo and the Air Treks which Akito had done such a good job maintaining. After doing his usual morning routines, he took out his Air Treks and went out of his room, cautiously as to not wake Kaito up. To his delight, Kaito wasn't home. He might have gone out to do something early in the morning. Agito didn't feel like eating breakfast ("Not as if there is anything to eat...") so he went straight for the door. A paper was pinned there. Scribbled on the paper was:

School tomorrow.

P/S I'm not coming home for a few days.

Totally insufficient information. In addition, his horrible handwriting. Kaito was an idiot. It's a good thing Agito understood what he meant. He had to buy all the things for the first day of school tomorrow at the last minute all because Kaito didn't kept his promise. He hates going to school. Going to school meant he had to talk, he hated that the most and fangirls, how frustrating they are. Love, is that all their thinking about? How annoying. It took him one whole year to reject almost every single one of the girls from his last school, now he had to start all over. Worser, there were even some boys who confessed to him! There, he never had a true friend, or he just thought he didn't need one. He was lonely all the time, nobody dared to get close to him after all those rejections (who would). At the very least, Kaito won't be home for a few days. That cheered him up a bit. He grabbed his wallet and cell phone, just in case he had to call Kaito to ask a few things about what to buy. He hoped he remembered everything; it would be dreadful to call his hell of a brother. Then, he fastened his Air Treks and took off. All the way to the books shop, people were staring at him as he passed by, trying very hard to get at least a short glimpse of the boy who was riding so fast on his Air Treks. He was able to dodge the people passing by even when there is barely any distance between them. He enjoyed doing that, it was fun. All those years of torture had developed a liking to see fear on other people's faces. And of course the wind, beating on his face. He loved that feeling. It was very refreshing and it washed away all his worries and regrets. He felt one with nature and just longed to fly high in the sky. He was in sanctuary and somewhere he felt he belong when he was riding. Air Treks were the only thing keeping him happy now. Before long he reached the book shop. He looked for the books he needed on the shelves. He was amazed at the number of people there ("Guess I'm not the only one."). Everyone turned up on the last day before the first day of school. The place was so crowded it was hard for him to breath. He was so absorbed into a book on Air Treks he found when a boy ran passed him and knocked his shoulders. That pissed him off. He turned quickly to catch the boy and give him a piece of his mind. He was troubled enough already. That boy was just adding oil to the fire without even apologizing for bumping into him.

"Hey, y...Akito?!"

He was only able to get a short look at the boy's back and surprisingly, it reminded him of Akito. Akito, here?! Without thinking, he ran towards him but when he turned around a corner, the boy was gone. It went as fast as it came. The boy vanished like a ghost. Surely, there wouldn't be any on early mornings? But, he felt it, he felt the pain when he knocked him, he felt that warmth of the body. He rubbed his forehead as it hurt. He really hoped that it was Akito. But after four years of waiting, how would it be possible for Akito to just appear in front of him? How foolish, getting all worked up like that.

"God, I'm hallucinating...fuck..."

"Ikki!"

A little bluenette at the age of fourteen ran to a much taller boy, giving him a big hug. He was nearly crying. He seemed very happy about seeing him and didn't want to let go. Others around them stared at them, maybe amazed at how close their relationship was or freaked by the fact that two boys were hugging. Ikki, the taller boy, didn't seem comfortable with all the stares, and the squeals from the bluenette was attracting more attention. Although a scene like this wasn't new in Ikki's life, he felt embarassed by the many eyes staring and and whispers among the crowds. He was glad, though, that the bluenette was found.

"Hey, stop that, it hurts! Get off of me!" Ikki shouted, embarrassed at the staring from the crowd.

"But I don't want to!" pouted the boy. "I thought I had lost you!"

"Damn, it has only been fifteen minutes! Where did you go anyways?"

"Eheh! I just wanted to help Ikki-kun look for the books, but I guess I got lost in the crowd."

"I can look for them myself, don't go wandering off like that."

"So you were worried?" the bluenette answered, smiling big.

"N...no, I wasn't. Stop showing me that face, it's annoying!"

"There you are, Akito! I was searching all over the place for you!"

A girl with pink hair and glasses ran over to Ikki and Akito. She was sweating a lot, obviously from the search for Akito. She was as tall as Ikki, and quite a beauty she was too. Her green eyes were filled with joy when she saw the two of them. She was very worried about the little boy who was lost for only a few minutes. Just goes to show how much a girl can care about something . Caring was very important for everyone to live in harmony.

"Yeah, the brat was able to find his way to me." Ikki said while trying very hard to shove Akito away from him.

"So I guess we can go home now? Got all your stuff?" The girl asked the two boys.

"I guess so, Ringo. Let go of me, I can't walk!" complained Ikki.

Akito gave a smile to Ikki but turned to look at the back. He was worried about something. That boy earlier on, should he have apologized first before running straight to Ikki? It didn't hurt him too much, right? Besides, it was just a small bump. No, that wasn't what was troubling him... herecognized that voice, but who? He had never met him before. It was a pity that he didn't see his face. Maybe it could have ringed a bell. Maybe he knew who he was, Akito clearly heard him calling out his name. He thought very hard but nothing came to him, he just couldn't put a finger on it. Maybe it was just one of the boys at school. He is a popular boy, adored by the girls and friendly with the boys. It wouldn't be weird for someone to know him out here. He was known all over the school for his excellence in Air Trek parts. Every Air Trek rider in school would look for him for advice on parts, especially when there are many Storm Riders competing in the parts' wars. Akito himself wasn't really good at riding. He is trying very hard to ride Air Treks though. He wanted to sore in the sky like the others as well, to be free, to have fun and to have wings.

"I really hope I meet him again..." said Akito under his breath.

"What's wrong, Akito?" Ringo asked gently.

"Oh! Nothing. Let's go! I wanna play with Ikki later on!" Akito answered snapping out of his trance.

Somewhere out there, fate will bring together the separated... It's just a matter of how and when.

Lyn: I guess that's it! Hope you guys liked it. I'm not very good at writing this type of story, it's my first try. And about the different eye thing, I didn't have any idea of how to explain the reason for the eye patches since there weren't two personalities any more, so I used that. I'm very sorry if that idea isn't good. I'd love for suggestions! Please R&R