Forgotten

I OWN NOTHING!

Chapter 2: The News

Kyoya

Sounds blare around me. The white walls are sickening familiar. The chair balances on two legs as I tap the armrests.

"Kyoya!" I turn and see Tsubasa, Ryo Hagane, and Gingka. Benkei trails behind them with a silly grin on his face. I set the chair down and stand.

"How is she?" Tsubasa asks.

"I don't know; they won't let me or anyone else back."

"Which one of you is Kyoya Tategami?! The one who brought a Hikaru Hasama in today?" A doctor walks over to us and I place two fingers in the air.

"You?!" I nod and he sighs. "I'm Doctor Daisuke Sakura. I have good and bad news."

"What's the good?" Gingka speaks up.

"The good news is that Mr. Tategami got there just in time. If he had been any later, who knows what would have happened!"

"And the bad?" Tsubasa says.

"Miss Hasama received a horrible blow to the head before Mr. Tategami arrived. This blow, we believe, as caused her to lose her memory."

"What?!" Gingka sounds.

"Your friend…got boo boo on head. No remember!" The doctor dumbs it down for Gingka.

"Thanks. When can we see her?"

"She's awake and the nurse is working with her right now. Miss Hasama will need to have someone to work with her until she regains her memories. Someone to walk with her through this and try to jog her memory by telling her common things. Who will that be?" Everyone is silent.

"I will." I hear myself say. I can feel the surprised looks from the others but the doctor ignores them and continues.

"Alright. Mr. Tategami, you will need to talk to Miss Hasama about her memories before anyone else can see her. Remind her of who she is and what she does for a living…things like that. Do you understand?"

"Yeah…" I'm still a little confused at why I jumped at that job. I don't care for people like that…but it's Hikaru…she won't care and she won't know about my previous attitudes. Wait, previous means before….that's saying I'm gonna change. HA! Yeah, right, Kyoya Tategami changes for no one.

"Mr. Tategami…you can go back at any time." Doctor Daisuke leaves and I take a deep breath. I hold up a hand before anyone can say anything.

"I'm going to go see Hikaru now." I turn forward and start to walk. Maybe she…maybe she'll like me now and not see me as an obsessed blader.

Hikaru's POV

The lights are so bright, I can't help but squint. The window floods the room with a small breeze and tons of light. Can't the sun take a vacation for a while to let my eyes rest?

"Do you remember anything at all or is it all blank?" The nurse, Ai Shishiya, is trying to work with me to remember anything but I shake my head. Frustration builds as I try and try but nothing comes back.

"No, I don't remember anything. Can't you tell me anything?!" I practically beg. She shakes her head.

"Only friends or family can help you… I'm really sorry." She gives me a sad smile. "I afraid I've done all I can. Someone will be in a couple minutes to talk with you."

"About what?"

"You're past and identity." Ai smiles for real this time. "They'll help you regain your memories by telling you certain things."

"Okay, thank you for what you did."

"It's the least I can do." Ai pats my arm and leaves. I sigh and look out the window. A tree is starting to grow right outside my window. The top leaves brush the windowsill as they sway in the wind. One breaks off and floats over to my bed. It lands on my lap and I run my fingers over its smooth texture.

"Alone, huh? That's how I feel. Broken off from the world and it's all because of these stupid memories." The leaf makes no response and I sigh. If only someone would tell me who I am…I would be so content just to know my own name.

"Doctor Sakura to room 167…Doctor Sakura to room 167!" The P.A. calls out and I look up at the speaker attached in the corner.

"Why won't anyone tell me anything?!"

"Hello?" I turn at the knock and see a guy in the doorway. He's got hunter green hair and dazzling blue eyes…STOP! How can I be checking some guy out when I don't even know my own name?! He's dressed in a too small tee shirt and dark pants, the same color as the shirt. A small jacket sits on his shoulders and I see weird equipment on a belt around his waist. Is he a mechanic? How is he supposed to help me?

"Are you my brother?"

"No."

"Fiancé?"

"No."

"Husband?"

"NO!" He freaks out a little at that one but then calms down. "I'm a friend…sorta."

"FRIEND! YOU CAN TELL ME WHO I AM!" I shout and he cringes a little.

"Okay… please don't shout."

"Yeah, sorry. But can you tell me who I am?"

Kyoya's POV

"Yeah, sorry. But can you tell me who I am?" She has no idea what she just asked. There are so many things to describe Hikaru Hasama. Aquario blader…director's assistant…friend…rival…wonderful.

WOAH! Where did that one come from? I have really got to control my thoughts better.

"Um…"

"EARTH TO MECHANIC FRIEND?!" She waves in my face.

"I'm not a mechanic…that's Madoka!" I growl and she looks at me with a cocked head.

"Who's Madoka?" Right, she doesn't remember. Wait…she doesn't remember! I suddenly get an idea.

"She's a friend of ours, not important right now! You wanna know who you are right?!"

"MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WORLD!" She shouts again. I shoot her a look and she quietly apologizes.

"Your name is Hikaru Hasama and you are a beyblader."

Thanks for reading this chapter of Forgotten. I hope you liked it. I know you guys hate cliffhangers but they are so much fun! ;p

Kyoya has volunteered to stay by Hikaru's side but does he know what he's in for…and what will happen next?! DUN DUN DAHHHHH!

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