Keiichi laid comfortably on the couch and waited for his guest to reenter the room. While he waited, he turned on the TV and flipped mindlessly through the channels, nothing really catching his eye. He crossed his legs and turned the TV off after surfing all the channels they had at least three times. Sighing, he threw the remote on the ground and shifted to a more comfortable position. His hands resting behind his head, he began to think.

"This guy... I know I've never met him... but he's just... so familiar..." Keiichi grimaced. "Why can't I remember where I've seen him?"

This was going to drive him nuts thinking about it. He pushed the thought away and began to think about the more current events.

"So...Club today. I'll play one game of whatever Mion chooses, then say I need to leave. I don't want him here by himself all alone... It would be really bad if the police showed up for questioning again...I wasn't very convincing last night..." Keiichi sighed verbally and closed his eyes. He had a lingering feeling the investigator's would be back. If they found out their missing person was here the whole time...

Keiichi didn't even want to consider the consequences.

"Alright, so, Club at 5. I'll go for about half an hour. That's plenty of time, I think. Okay, maybe stretch it to an hour. But, no more than that. Mom and Dad aren't gonna be back for a few more days, and I doubt the police are going to come and search the house. I think I'll be okay. I'm over thinking all this." The brunette frowned, eyes still shut. He was never one to really over think a situation. He was always the one acting 'in the now' and 'there's time for consequences later'. He was stressed. And it was definitively causing his brain mental anguish.

In the midst of his thoughts, the feeling of being watched began to creep up on him. He opened his eyes to have his suspicions confirmed. Standing over him was his guest, hair dripping wet, dressed in only a towel.

"The hell?" Keiichi yelled sitting up immediately. His heart rate felt like it had increased two times it's regular speed. The blonde haired boy took a few steps back and readjusted his towel. He shook his hair and directed his gaze to the left of him. His eyes trailed off to the floor.

"...You didn't grab me any other clothes... So I came out here to see what you wanted me to do..." He explained quietly, barely audible to Keiichi. Of course, when your heart is beating in your ears, it makes things harder to hear.

"I thought you might have been asleep again...and I didn't want to wake you...but, you woke up anyway..."

Keiichi gripped his raving chest and took a deep breath. He looked back up at the other a few seconds later and gave him the best smile he could muster.

"You just scared me, that's all. I'll go grab you something, just hold on."

Keiichi jumped off the couch and ran up the stairs. He opened the door to his room and strolled towards his clothing drawers. He pulled out the first pair of shorts he saw and grabbed a plain green T-shirt from his closet. He was about to exit his room when a thought occurred to him.

"...Is he gonna need...um...boxers too?" Keiichi scowled. "Course he does, it's not like he has anything." Keiichi glanced over at his clean underwear drawer. Wasn't that kind of perverted and creepy? Letting a stranger where your underwear? Keiichi found himself blushing slightly. He shook his head rapidly and briskly walked over to his drawer. He opened it and pulled out whatever his hand touched first. He stuffed the boxers into the hand full of clothes and walked out of his room without looking back. He wasn't about to think of how creepy, weird, and awkward this was for both of them. He just kept telling himself it didn't bother him, and that this was okay.

It was at that moment he decided he definitely needed to go shopping for more clothes.

He reentered the living room. He found his guest still standing in the same spot, shivering from lack of clothing.

"Here," Keiichi called, getting his attention. He threw the bundle of clothes towards the other and allowed him to go into the bathroom again to change. Keiichi settled back on the couch, this time sitting up. He allowed his arms to stretch before folding them comfortably behind his head. His guest entered the room seconds later, fully clothed this time. In his hands were his previously worn clothes and his towel.

"What should I do with this...?" He asked meekly, his hair dripping onto his new shirt. Keiichi couldn't help but smile. This guy was like a child. It didn't seem he could do anything on his own. Keiichi found it kind of cute, in a sense.

"Not in a gay way or anything," He quickly defended. "It's...like a kid...or...gah, just scratch that whole thought." He cursed in his head, while keeping an unpretentious smile on his face. He took the clothes from the other and stuffed them under his arm so his hands were free. He took the towel from the slightly shorter boy and placed it over the blonde's head.

"If you don't get your hair all the way dry, you could get a cold you know." Keiichi explained as he dried the other's hair, much like he had just the other night. The blonde looked down and let the brunette continue. When Keiichi figured it was dry enough, he removed the towel. A laugh got caught in his throat and it came out as an awkward cough. The blonde stared at him curiously.

"Are you okay...?" He asked.

Keiichi turned away and began snickering.

"...What...?" The blonde asked. He moved around the other so they were facing each other once more. Keiichi lost it.

The blonde's eyes widened. He was being laughed at again. His cheeks heated up as Keiichi continued to laugh at him for what he thought was no reason at all.

"What's so funny...?" He asked, trying his best to look angry. It only made the brunette laugh harder. Keiichi made his way over to the couch and collapsed, still chuckling. He hid his face with his arm that he'd draped over it. The blonde stood there, awaiting an explanation. After Keiichi's giggles ceased, he only said five words.

"Go look in the mirror."

The blonde frowned but did as he was told.

He didn't reemerge from the bathroom for a few minutes. Keiichi sat up again, his stomach hurting from so much laughter. The towel had the blonde's hair sticking up every which way. It was definitely a sight. The blonde came back into the room, hair fixed, cheeks still red. He walked by Keiichi with a slight huff and sat on the opposite end of the couch. Keiichi looked over at him grinning.

"Sorry, it was funny."

The blonde's blush deepened still.

They sat in silence for awhile. The blonde appeared lost in thought once more. Keiichi wished the other could remember his past and what was going on...he wish he could remember who he was...It made things so much more complicated.

"Oh, by the way, I'm going out a little while later today. Will you be okay by yourself?"

The blonde looked up. He slowly turned his head towards the brunette. He was obviously trying to hide his worried expression when he nodded 'yes'. Keiichi smiled reassuringly.

"It won't be long, so don't worry. Maybe some time alone will help you remember some stuff?"

The other just shrugged.

He wasn't sure how to react. Keiichi leaving? He didn't like the sound of that. He liked the other's company. It made him feel much more safe and comfortable...

He could manage though. He had managed without Keiichi his entire life. He'd only known Keiichi for two days. He was growing too attached...

How could he not when all the brunette had shown him was kindness?

"I can stick around a few more hours, then I gotta get going. I promise I'll be back around 6ish. If you get hungry, there's food in the kitchen." Keiichi then began to ramble again.

He just zoned it all out and fell deeper into thought. Was he getting attached to Keiichi? Well, obviously... But really, he couldn't help it. He felt a certain connection with him. A part of him wanted to easily trust him. A part of him that longed for friendship, trust, and love. But, with a past so jaded, one that he couldn't even remember, was it possible? He seemed to only bring misfortune...

He glanced at the (still) talking Keiichi through his bangs. The brunette was smiling and prattling on. He looked so happy.

He didn't want that change. He decided at that moment he wouldn't get any closer than necessary to Keiichi. When he began to grasp an idea of what he needed to do and where he needed to go, he would leave. Simple as that. No need to involve Keiichi in anything.

Somehow, he doubted the other would let him go easily when that time came. He only hoped it wouldn't come to that.

A few hours passed and it was time for Keiichi to be on his way. He locked up the house after making sure his guest was okay. He curtly waved before hopping on his bike and pedaling as fast as he could towards the school. He hadn't planned on leaving so close to five. He pedaled faster, realizing he was probably going to be late.

"Shit," He cursed, urging his legs to move faster. He shot down the road, probably going faster than he thought possible on a bike.

He arrived with a few minutes to spare. He hopped off his bike while it was still in motion and broke off into a run. He heard his bike hit the ground as he entered the school building. Walking down the hallway, he could already hear the voices of his friend's. He pulled open the classroom door where the Club was and waved.

"Hey guys, I see your all here early."

Mion, along with Rena, Satoko, and Rika all looked up. The green-haired girl laughed.

"Or you're just late."

Keiichi scoffed at the idea of it.

"Keiichi-san, good afternoon." Rika chimed in, welcoming best she could.

"Thanks Rika-chan. You too."

"Aw, Keiichi-san, you came too early! You didn't give me enough time to set up a trap to punish you for being late!"

"And that's exactly why I came on time, Satoko," Keiichi laughed.

"Rena's glad you came Keiichi-kun. She knew you would." Rena giggled as she helped Mion shuffle the deck of cards.

"Keii-chan wouldn't miss Club meetings for the world, Rena. You should know that." Mion winked. She took the cards Rena had and combined them with hers. She set the deck face down on the table.

"Alright everyone! Take a seat! Let's get this game started!"

Everyone scrambled to their seats. Keiichi was about to sit down when Mion seemed to have an epiphany.

"Oh, Keii-chan, before you sit down, grab the score sheet for me, will ya?"

Keiichi sighed oh-so-dramatically and went to grab the score sheet. It was last seen on a shelf opposite their tiny table. He had to trek across the whole room just to get to it. He picked it up and looked at the scores. He frowned. Why did he always manage to come in last? He flipped the paper over absently (ashamed of his score) as he walked back to the table. The writing on the back, however, caught his eye.

Satoshi.

Right under Rena's name was the name Satoshi. The name that was also on the bat Keiichi borrowed now and again. Keiichi looked up at Satoko, who was smiling her toothy grin as she talked with Rika. Her brother. Her Nii-nii.

Satoshi.

Rena had mentioned him once before when Keiichi asked. She briefly explained his situation, but not in any great detail at all. All Keiichi knew was it was Satoko's brother who seemingly abandoned her and disappeared. It was a touchy subject, best avoided with all the members of the Club.

Keiichi looked back up at Satoko. She had the exact same complexion as him. The hair color was the same. And those pale ruby eyes...

There was no mistaking it. Keiichi gulped. He had Satoshi Houjo, Satoko's Nii-nii, in his house.

And he didn't remember a thing.

Keiichi suddenly felt very dizzy. Should he tell them? Satoko would be so sad if she knew her beloved Nii-nii was in such a condition. What if the police found out too? And they took him away? Back to the clinic? Then what would happen to Satoko? She'd have to deal with losing him all over again...

He couldn't do that to her. He just couldn't.

Until all this was solved, he had to keep it a secret. That was the only way.

"Keii-chaaaan. How long does it take for you to grab one score sheet?" Mion complained loudly. Keiichi quickly wore a fake smile and went running back over to the table.

"Sorry, I had trouble finding it." He lied quickly as he handed it face up to Mion. He then took his seat.

"Who's ready to lose?" He announced confidently, as he tried to mask his troubles. Now was a time to have fun. He would have plenty of time to think later.

A/N: I could keep going but I'M SO TIRED.

Thanks all for the reviews once more :D 4 for one chapter is so far a record! Think we could break it? XD -shot-

Anyway, yay! He realizes it's Satoshi! :D It's started out slow, but things are finally gonna start to pick up now~! Until next time!