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Chapter: 2

Title: Forget Me Not

A/N: The first chapter kinda sucked didn't it? And it was on the short side. Most of my first chapters are. Except Utsukushii Junigatsu. Anywho, I updated Cold November Rain for those who care and review. For those who don't, shame on you. This chapter, Ichigo seems to remember everyone and everything except for Yoruichi. Strange right? While Yoruichi tries to jog his memory, she decides to use his illness to her advantage... Girl is cruel right? But we all know she would so do this... If your wandering, "Do what Nicole? What is it that your talking about? You don't make any sense." I hardly ever do but you guys enjoy my fics so obviously no one really notices the confusing bull shit I usually put in them heh. Oh well, for now, Read and Review :)

Yoruichi stood out in the hall, her back to Ichigo's door. She couldn't believe he hadn't remembered her, yet everyone else he seemed to recognize just fine. Why was that when she had spent most of her time with him? When they had been spending their time together the past year and a half?

She just couldn't figure it out. The moment Orihime walked into the room, he had said her name, commenting on how she wasn't wearing her usual hair pin. He could remember that little of a detail yet not a damn thing about her?

Yoruichi sighed, walking into the kitchen as she grabbed a carton of milk from the refrigerator.

"Cat got your tongue?" Kisuke smirked, leaning on the counter beside her. The goddess rolled her eyes as she gave him a careless look.

"What do you want?" Bitter.

"Tsk. Tsk. Are you upset he doesn't remember you?" God, the guy knew how to unnerve someone in just two damn seconds! Giving him one of her evil looks, Yoruichi hopped up onto the counter, eyes down cast. So, maybe she was a bit upset. After all, she'd been living with the kid for a year now.

"Why is it that he remembers everything but me?" She asked, glancing up at him to catch his darkened stare. "He remembers soul society, the reapers, the captains, zangetsu, even his friends and family yet not me?"

"I don't know how to explain it Yoruichi. I don't know what to tell you." The blonde man sighed, fixing his hat so it covered his eyes. "You've become quite attached to this boy. Maybe too attached?"

"Maybe." She sighed, looking down. "I'm going to go see him. Maybe I can jog his memory." The cat smirked, hopping off of the counter.

"And just how do you plan to do that?"

Yoruichi winked before sauntering off down into the hall way.

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"What do you mean you don't remember Yoruichi-san!?" Orihime shouted, staring down at the bed-ridden Ichigo. Her face showed her surprise as she narrowed her eyebrows with confusion. Why hadn't he remembered her? "You remember me and Chad and Uruyu and all the others."

"I don't know..." Ichigo sighed, looking at his hands as he tried his best to picture her face. Shaking his head, he lifted his hand, gritting his teeth. "I can't even picture her face."

"She trained you! She lives with you!" Orihime stood, placing her hands on the matress beside his sitting form. Ichigo glanced over at her, eyes searching hers. They all had said he knew the woman known as Yoruichi Shihouin, yet he just couldn't bring himself to picture her face at all.

"It is strange that you do not remember her." Chad's voice rung from the bottom of the bed. The brute had been standing there silently the entire time. Trying to think of a way to help Ichigo. "You were in like with her."

"I like her?" Ichigo asked, looking towards his tall friend. The canadian looking boy nodded his head, his expression never changing. "But then, why can't I remember her?"

That damn question was going to haunt them all now.

"Maybe you just need to spend some alone time with her!" Orihime smiled brightly, nodding her head. "Yes. Thats it. You two do live together after all." She smiled, clapping her hands together. "You remember where you live don't you?"

"Yeah, down the street from my dad's."

"And you share that place with Yoruichi-san!"

Upon hearing her name, Yoruichi stopped, her hand on the door handle.

"Do you think if we were to spend time together, I'll remember who she is?"

"Definitely!"

Smiling, Yoruichi opened the door, stepping in as she glanced to everyone in the room.

"Speaking of the devil!" Orihime smiled, motioning to Chad. "We'll leave you two alone now. See you later Ichigo! Bye Yoruichi-san!" The orange hair girl smiled before pushing her taller friend out of the room and closing the door behind them.

The two were left in an awkward silence. Neither knowing what to say. Ichigo stared at her, his eyes trying to see through her. He felt a small blush light up his cheeks.

'I live with her.' He thought, glancing up and down her body. 'And I'm still a virgin...' He smiled a bit, watching as she sat down in the chair beside him.

"I know you don't remember me... But I thought, that maybe, if I talked to you, you'd be able to remember something, Ichigo."

Something about her voice held a familiarity, and the way her eyes held such a deep tranquility; it was familiar to him. Ichigo felt his face redden more when her hand grabbed his, linking her fingers through his fingers.

"Ichigo..." She whispered, sqeezing his hand. The boy felt strangely comfortable, only yielding when she leaned in more.

"I may not know you, but something about you..." He trailed off, trying his best to recollect his memory. "We share a house together, right?"

"Yeah. Down the street from Isshins'. You were against the idea of moving in with me." She chuckled, smiling when she felt his hand close around her own.

"I don't see why I was." He gave a grin, eyeing her. The goddess smirked, more thoughts forming inside her head.

'I can use this to my advantage definitely.' She thought, her eyes never leaving his.

"Soul society gave you a break."

"Yeah, to finish school."

So he remembered that as well.

"I was with you that day..." Her voice became soft, her eyes glancing down to their hands. "You saved my life, Ichigo."

The orange haired boy stared at her. He knew there had to be some sort of connection between them, could feel one. Hwow could he not remember someone as beautiful as her.

"I don't get it." He said. "I don't get how I can't remember you. Everyone says we spent so much time together, and I even live with you."

"You and me both." She laughed dryly. Silence fell over them once again, and this time Ichigo felt himself squeezing her hand.

"Maybe..." Things weren't well, both knew that. But there has to be a way to regain his memory. "Maybe if we spend alot of time together, it'll all come back."

"Do you feel well enough to go home?" Despite her normal, flirty self towards him, she felt that bit of herself slipping away. He was helpless right now, with her at least. He had no idea how she really was. And deep down, the thought of him not knowing her hurt.

"I want to go home, Yoruichi." It felt right, sating her name. The goddess smiled, and he found he remembered the smile. Her smile. It jolted an emotion within himself.

"Then lets go home, Ichigo."

A/N: Next chapter, he begins having flash backs of his time with the goddess of flash. Yoruichi comes onto him...but something happens...Review please!