"Here, this should help." I winced as something cool was pressed against my forehead and opened my eyes. "July, go get November. Tell him she's awake." The blue haired woman ordered before looking back down at me and smiling. I curled further under the blankets but the cold cloth and her hand followed. "Do you remember me?" The woman asked curiously. I shook my head and sat up.
"Should I?" I sneered.
"Relax, we're all friends here." I reluctantly relaxed just as the little boy from earlier walked back into the room followed by a blond man I deemed to be November.
"Glad to see your finally awake." I glared slightly but he didn't do anything besides stand at the foot of my bed. "I know it's a bit early but we want to ask you a few questions. Just to make sure your memories are intact." I nodded and gave him my attention. "Your name is?"
"Rioko...M...I only remember my first name." I replied.
"The last thing you remember is?" I looked away from him this time trying to think. All I got was images of a man wearing all black and shaggy black hair, he knocked me out with a piece of cement.
"A contractor, I think I was fighting him but he knocked me out." November nodded and smirked.
"Who do you work for." This question was off, something about the way he said it.
"Rioko." April questioned, I glared at November before answering.
"MI-6."
"Everything seems to be in order then. April, find her some clothes if you wouldn't mind." November ordered while leaving the room. When I looked at April I found myself actually fearing what was going on in her head. After an hour of arguing and threatening the woman managed to get me to wear a skirt of her's and she stole a white flannel shirt from November's closet. I had to roll the sleeves up a bit but other wise it fit okay just baggy as hell.
"I could get you a tie to." April laughed. "You look like a little girl." I glared at the woman and shuffled out of the room with her. "There she's all dressed." April grinned as she made her way into the kitchen and pulled a beer out of the fridge. I looked over at November feeling his eye's on me.
"We have to leave tomorrow but you should be fine on your own." He stated. I nodded and headed for the door.
"I'm going out." I mumbled before opening the door and walking out. I was only half way down the hall when I heard the door open again. I was already in the elevator heading down before he could catch up. I didn't know where I was going but as long as it was away from there I didn't care. After awhile of wandering I found myself sitting on a swing in a small park.
"It's dark, you should be at home."
"Where's that?" I sneered at the man standing before me.
"You know where you live. You just don't want to go back." He smirked and leaned against the pole besides me.
"Who are you anyways?" I snapped, glaring at him as he glanced back down at me.
"If you need to ask, I don't see any reason to answer." He hissed, his mood suddenly changing, he then turned and walked off disappearing into the shadows under all the tree's. After a minute I stood up and set off walking, my feet following an invisible path. The path led to an old bar obviously closed unless the boarded up windows and old police caution tapes on the ground were just for decoration. I couldn't get myself to walk inside, couldn't even turn the door handle. I must've been there awhile cuz next thing I knew, someone was standing off to my side asking if I was alright. I glanced at the boy and tried to keep myself from snapping at him.
"Are you okay Rio-san?" He asked.
"Do I know you?" I murmured, he was familiar but I couldn't place him. He had black hair and dark blue eyes, he was wearing a white shirt and blue jeans obviously more of a comfort type then 'how do I look'.
"Uh, you live in the apartment next to mine. I haven't seen you in awhile though, but I don't think you moved out either." He smiled softly.
"I do?" He stared for a second but nodded.
"Are you sure your alright?" I winced when I felt his hand on my arm.
"Yeah, just tired I guess." I replied while pulling away and walking down the road, not noticing him look at the bar for a second.