I'M BAAAACK! People actually seem to be reading this, so why not give it a third chapter right?Thirds are always a good thing.

Disclaimer; See chapter one.

This Chapter is dedicated to MangaFairy, because she(he?) put a on a story alert while I was writing it.

Lupin gulped, could he really tell Zenigata of what really happened that day? Or would he end up just lying again? The first seemed more ethical, the latter seemed more logical. Should he tell him, and let Zenigata hate him again? Or should he keep it a secret ? Looking at his feet, he opened his mouth to speak, but the door opened as well, a red faced Goemon stood there, another man was behind him.

"I told you they weren't doing anything, Jigen!" The man said, turning the man behind him. Said man, seemingly another member of the institute's staff, laughed, covering his mouth his hand. "Sorry! It was just too much fun to see you get worked up over it!" He barked out, laughter affecting his speech.

"What did you think was going on?" Zenigata said, blinking at the rather bizarre scene like it happened every other day. Goemon's face looked guilty, and still had hints of red on it, while Jigen's looked like he had adopted the Cheshire cat's grin. Lupin seemed to catch on first, his face getting a bit red as well.

"H-HEY! I'm not like that!" He yelped.

"In which way?" Jigen countered.

"What are you guys talking about!" Zenigata yelled, making everyone look at him. They all had the same disbelieving face, 'did he really not get it?' seemed to be the collective thought. The silence seemed to hang in the air for a moment, until Zenigata's confused and angry face, turned into one of mere confusion.

"No one is gunna tell me?" He had barely managed out the words when the other three burst out laughing. Zenigata's face grew hot from embarrassment, as stood up, glaring at the trio. "What's so funny? Why are you laughing at me- Oh… Actually, that is kinda funny…" Finally it seemed the former detective clued in, face shifting to normal. Goemon was the first to recover from the laughing fit, coughing, and excusing himself from the room. Jigen managed out a quick goodbye, before following Goemon down the hall way. Lupin was still giggling as the doors closed, every time he lifted his eyes to the other man, a string of giggles escaped his lips. This lasted longer than it should have, in Zenigata's opinion, every time he tried to start a conversation with the red jacketed man, his only response would be giggles.

"Oh come off it, Bozo! It wasn't that funny!"

"I know! I know!" Lupin gasped for air, tears in eyes, "it was just your reaction! It was so… So…" He looked into Zenigata's eyes, smiling.

"Stupid? Slow? Idiotic?" Zenigata guessed, counting the suggestions off on his fingers, an irritated look on his face.

"I was going to say priceless, but those work too!" Lupin laughed again, taking deep breathes, trying to calm his now erratic breathing. He was holding his sides, as if they would burst at the seams, revealing his guts to the world. But he was lucky, he guessed, the seams held and his guts remained safely inside. The tears slipped down his face, and he wiped them with a ruby sleeve. He looked at Zenigata, finally able to keep a slightly stable face. The other man was smiling, laughing slightly as well. Zenigata opened his mouth to speak, and again, the door opened. Nurse Fujiko appeared, holding a clipboard to her chest, alerting them visiting hours were over, and it was time for dinner. Zenigata cursed his luck, he had just begun making headway when interruptions kept popping up. The goddamned luck, what had it ever done for him? Had it gotten his memory back? I think not! Had it cured him of his headache? Nuh-uh! Stupid luck.

Lupin got up from the bed, his blessed luck had saved him from the dreaded statement. With luck, he would be given more time to think about giving Zenigata a straight answer, or lying to him once again. Would his guilt increase ten fold if he were to lie? Or should he allow Zenigata to take the news in his own way, and pray the man didn't hate him? …

Urgh, Lupin defiantly needed more time to think about it. He walked to the door, stopping to wave at Zenigata, whom was getting up from the floor. Nurse Fujiko lead him down the hall, but before they even reached the doors to the stairwell, Zenigata ran from his room, calling after them.

"Please come tomorrow, Lupin-san! I want to talk to you more!" Zenigata's voice seemed a little desperate, even to him, but he couldn't stop himself. He needed to talk, he wanted to know what happened that day. The only true eye witness of his last moments of his last life was gone… But then their was this man! Why had no one told him about his childhood friend, whom he had seen that day? Were they worried he'd bring Zenigata's memories back, or something? Did they not want him to remember? Was there something they were covering up, that only Zenigata knew? Or maybe it was safe to say Zenigata was getting ahead of himself with his conspiracies? Yeah… Probably was.

Lupin just looked back, giving a strained smile, before following Fujiko into the stairwell that would take them back to the first floor. Once the door had swung to a close, Nurse Fujiko looked at Lupin with a irate expression.

"Give me one good reasons not to call security on you right now, 'Prodigy Thief, Lupin III'." She all but growled, and Lupin looked at her, taken aback. How did she know? Was he blacklisted already, without him even knowing? Then something donned on him…

"He remember my name."

Fujiko shook her head, not surprised. "He doesn't have a disorder, his memory has been quiet clear for the last two years. That's it, I'm calling--"

"No! I- Uh, I mean, no… He called me by my real name, you introduced me as Arsene Nipul, and he called me Lupin, he remember my name. He remembered." Lupin stressed, this surprised even himself. Two years with doctors, friends and family, and zip, two hours with Lupin (or something like that), and BLAMO, Zenigata was remembering stuff left, right and center.

Okay… Well maybe he was remembering one thing, and by accident, but still, it was nothing but good news for Lupin. Fujiko was giving him a sceptical look, but sighed in a defeated way, Lupin was right. Zenigata had never been told Lupin's name, but here was, able to say it with out a second thought. Maybe the prodigy thief's presence was good for the former cop.

"Which reminds me, how did you know who I was? I mean, it's not like I came in here, all swaggers and bragging. Did you like, wiki it or something?" The thief asked in genuine curiosity, it wasn't often that people cornered him, threatening to call the police, or security. Well… Not in places he hadn't recently pulled a heist in…

Nurse Fujiko just look back at him, with a twinkle in her eyes and a slight smile on her lips. "Never you mind, now please, remove yourself from this establishment immediately, visiting hours are over. Or will I have to call security after all?" Her threat didn't seem as serious as before, but Lupin didn't want to take any chances, he began descending the stairs at a quick pace, Fujiko following after him. She walked him all the way to the doors, of the institution, watching him walk away. She waved to him, in a seemingly friendly way. "Now you remember to visit again!"

Walking away, Lupin couldn't help but feel she was glaring at him, or something. He wondered about that women, her, and other staff he met… Was it just him, or did they seem a bit weird to be working in a mental institution? He could swear that it wasn't just him.

When the door had swung shut, Zenigata snuck up to the doors, instead of going to dinner. The staff would be mad, and he knew that, but he had a feeling… And he needed to confirm he was just being suspicious. He cowered behind the door, pressing his ear to it, trying to hear the people just beyond. He tried keeping his breathing and heart beat normal, but this was exciting for him. Maybe this was the investigative side of him showing it's self. He could barely hear their voices but he could tell Nurse Fujiko was annoyed, or angry.

"---call security on you right now, 'Prodigy Thief, Lupin III'." She had growled out. What the heck did that mean? Lupin… Thief Lupin? What was she talking about? Lupin… Oh! Nipul-san! Zenigata shook his head deafly, why had he called him Lupin? That wasn't his name, was it? He clued in to hear Nurse Fujiko's voice again.

"That's it, I'm calling--"

She was quickly interrupted by Lupin… Or Nipul or… Gah! Something.

"No! I- Uh, I mean, no… He called me by my real name, you introduced me as Arsene Nipul, and he called me Lupin, he remember my name. He remembered."

Zenigata heard this loud and clear, he slunk away from the door quietly, fearing that his racing heart would explode, and alert the other's to his presence. He managed to stagger his way to his room, and he quickly dashed inside. He closed the door behind him, and leaned on it.

He had done it.

He had remember something.

And he hadn't even realized it.

He let out a breathe he didn't know he had been holding. Years of visits from Doctors, family and friends, and nothing. This, 'Lupin' person comes, and already Zenigata had remembered something. The poor man nearly jumped out of his skin when a knock came at the door, right behind his head.

"Koichi-san?" It was Jigen, and Zenigata breathed a sigh on relief, he didn't really want to face Nurse Fujiko, or 'Nipul-san' right now. It was just to terrifying, to… Enthralling! He hadn't felt so much since he arrived here. His heart and his head hurt, from all the thoughts, and it felt great! It was like being a part of those crime dramas he saw on TV, it was like being the main character in the books he read.

"Y-yes?" Damnit, why couldn't he keep his voice straight, like a normal cop should be able to?

"Are you alright? I was just coming to remind you that it's dinner." The man's worried voice drifted through the door, but did little to comfort Koichi Zenigata. Said man had lost his appetite in all the excitement, and stopped himself from sighing again.

"No, no. I'm fine, I'm just not hungry right now. M-my head hurts. So I think I am going to sleep now." He said, and it was all in fact, true. He hated ever lying to the faculty here, and any chance to avoid that was a good one.

Jigen gave a annoyed humph, and tried to open the door. Zenigata nearly stumbled forward, but caught his balance, and fell back against the door, shutting Jigen out again.

"Koichi-san, what is going on? Open the door. Right. Now." It was hard to argue with Jigen's growls, and Zenigata was unfairly beginning to feel like a rebellious teenager. He turned to face the door, and opened it a crack to look at Jigen with tired eyes. But, when you give Jigen a crack, he often takes a mile. The other man stumbled through the door, knocking Zenigata onto the floor, under him.

"Oops, sorry there Koichi-san, just had to make sure you weren't doing something stupid, like committing suicide, or some non-sense like that." Jigen said, after a quick visual search of Zenigata's body. Being staff at a place like this meant you always had to be prepared for something like that. He got up, and helped Zenigata up as well. Zenigata nodded at him, before giving a big, and hopefully not obviously fake yawn.

"Well, I can see you are tired, I'll let you get some rest, and tell the kitchen staff to save you some dinner, in case you get hungry later tonight." Jigen said, with an awkward cough. As soon as the door closed, and the light switched off Zenigata plopped down on his bed, not yet bothering to change into his pyjamas.

Man, did he have a lot to think about… And a killer headache…

Sorry, gotta end it there for now. Why? Because it's 2:30 am, and anymore writing you'll get from me tonight will be crap. But yeah… Until next update…