Chapter 1: An Empty Sheet of Paper
Disclaimer: Don't own any of the references to Yu-gi-oh, or DNAngel
"She has been unconscious for three days since we brought her here, sir." 'Who... who's talking?' "Her brain is functioning properly. It is only a matter of time until she awakens." 'Where am I?' I struggled to fight off my eyelids to see my surroundings. When I opened my eyes, there were many people in the room. I couldn't identify any of them. From the color of their hair to the bottom of their shoes, nothing rang a bell. "What happened?" I asked. My brown hair covered my right eye as I sat up, so I pushed it back behind my ear. "Not much," said a boy with red hair. His hair spiked up in all directions, while his clothes seemed to be a type of uniform. He had on tight, maroon colored pants, with a short sleeved, white, button up formal shirt, with a pocket on the left side of his chest. "I was just walking home, and all of a sudden, BAM! You fall right out of the sky on top of me." he scratched the back of his head and smiled. "You sure scared me silly." He laughed, all the while seeming unsure of himself.
"By the way, my name is Niwa, Daisuke. Yours would be...?" His red orbs stared into mine, waiting ever patiently for an answer. "..." I tried to remember. But all I could see was an empty space in my mind. It was like trying to find words on an empty sheet of paper. I couldn't, because there were none there. "I don't remember..." I stared down at my hands. Another boy came up to me and slammed his hand on the the wire headboard. I didn't flinch. "What do you mean, 'I don't know'?" this one had brown hair, slicked back with bangs covering the tops of his eyes. His white coat went down to his ankles and fanned out from his waist downward. As it was unbuttoned, I could see that he was wearing a black gym shirt with tight black pants. His shoes were black with a small point at the end. "If you don't give me a strait answer, you will have consequences." I could tell that he meant business. "I am telling you the truth, I don't know." One of the other boys in the room, who had black hair, spiked up in three directions with a red colored edge, he had golden spikes for his bangs, and he seemed real innocent. 'But,' I thought, 'looks can be deceiving.' "How about we go outside for a walk?" he suggested, gesturing with his hand towards the door. I had no idea who these people were, but it seemed that they would try to help. Everyone else filed out of the room, until the only ones left were me, Daisuke, the kid with tri-colored hair, and another boy with blue hair and glasses, his hair lay flat and he was wearing the same outfit as Daisuke. As I got out of the hospital bed, I felt around for some form of shoes. When I couldn't find any, the blue haired boy came up and set black and blue DC shoes on the bed next to me. I turned to face him, a small smile on my face. "Thank you... um..." I stumbled, unsure of his name. He turned toward the door and pushed up his glasses, making them shine a clean white. "Just call me Satoshi." he said. I nodded. "Alright then. Thank you Satoshi." I put on the shoes, and walked to where the three of them were waiting. "By the way, I'm Muto, Yugi." said the kid with tri-colored hair. Now that I had gotten a good look at him, he was wearing a different kind of uniform than the Daisuke and Satoshi. It was entirely blue with tight pants and a blue jacket with button cuffs at the end of the sleeves. The collar had clips that Yugi wasn't using. And his shirt looked sort of like the one the brown haired guy wore. "Since you don't know your name, how about we give you one?" Daisuke suggested as we started walking down the hall. We walked for a while, all thinking of ideas. Satoshi closed his eyes. "What about 'Miyuki'?" he suggested as he pushed the down button for the elevator. I paused and turned to him. "What about a family name?" I asked. The red numbers counted down to the floor we waited on. "Yamamoto." Daisuke replied with a serious look on his face. "Yamamoto, Miyuki. I like it." I said putting my thumbs in the pockets of my overalls. The bell dinged, to show that the elevator had arrived. "You know," I started to say, they all turned to look after the elevator doors had closed. "Even though my memory is blank, I think all of you guys will help me to bring words," the bell rang again. As we walked out of the hospital I continued, "To bring words to this empty sheet of paper."