Remember Me

A/N: I've never taken the time to actually thank my reviewers, I just reprimanded them and now I feel bad D:
So please forgive me for being such a cold hearted bitch D: I just started birth control, and I'm feeling rather reclusive for some reason, as well as kinda messed up, interior hurts... lol.

Guy would have been shocked if Luke was anything other then an Impostor, after the incredible feats he was able to overcome, in such a short time! Guy reminded himself.

In two days, he was walking, running, jumping- everything Asch could do, and he continued to learn simply by watching. Guy had been unable to determine the cause of Luke's occasional immediate energy dives, but after witnessing one of his infamous blackouts, he began to wonder if maybe there was a connection, if maybe the longer he went on without stopping to rest, the more he was setting himself up for the strange occurrence Guy had dubbed 'blacking out."

Guy didn't quite understand how that could possibly be the correct answer, as everyday Luke seemed to be able to push himself further, until he would just stop, without offering any explanation. He would sit and watch the others around him, never crying out for attention as he often did when left alone for too long.

This led to another of Guy's amazing observations of the young boy. He had mastered basic English commands the evening of Guy's arrival, after some intense tutoring following dinners (while Asch was attending to his studies, which remained the only time the two were separate.) And the following two days, alongside regaining his mobility, he had been able to mimic and process more complex thoughts and statements.

"Luke wants to give this to Guy!" The newest member of the Fabre family offered Guy a purple flower he had graciously picked for his blond caretaker, with a grin.

Guy smiled in return to Luke, accepting the gift from the child.

"Why thank you Luke!"

But then, there was that habit Luke had developed. After he delivered a gift, he always followed with one question, and it drove Guy crazy.

"Does it please Guy?" Luke still wore his heart-warming smile, unaware at the discomfort that those words instilled within his family members, but most importantly, Guy.

"Of course it pleases me, but why do you wish to please me so?" Guy tucked the purple flower into his belt, noticing the weight of the multicolored pebbles and other oddities Luke had gathered to deliver to Guy.

Asch also had a growing piles of interesting objects Luke collected for him, alongside his mother's pile of pretty flowers and pebbles, each time he bestowed them with a gift, he always asked them the same thing.

Does it please you?

Guy may have been a new caretaker, but he was positive it wasn't normal behavior. He reminded himself though, that Luke was no normal Impostor, and the way he had heard his voice when Luke couldn't speak still haunted him.

He couldn't have known the custom of the bond…

"Guy is important to Luke!" The little redhead smiled before taking off to find his brother, leaving Guy to ponder just what exactly was going through Luke's head. The child was no doubt an enigma, but he came with no hints, or clues, just a happy child accepting the world as it was presented to him.

Lady Fabre moved to sit on the bench next to Guy, after standing watch over Asch as he journeyed into the flower gardens once more. She let out a sigh and relaxed into the bench, smiling warmly at Guy before her eyes trailed down to her hands clasped in her lap.

"So Guy…" Suzanne didn't meet his curious gaze, but instead kept her eyes trailing Luke and Asch's forms as they weaved around the two 'adults' sitting on the bench. Guy had been considered an adult around the Fabre household, partly because of his position as a caretaker for Suzanne's new son, and generally because he was preferred by Asch and Luke to their own father.

"Yes Lady Fabre?" Guy's voice was certain, but very early on into his stay; Suzanne had discovered Guy suffered severe gynophobia. He would always change the subject, of Luke would ask his mother for attention, sparing Guy from revealing his past.

"Have you discovered the cause of Luke's energy loss, or the blackouts?" Suzanne noticed curiously how Luke seemed to have been listening to their conversation, as if he was waiting for the topic of Guy's past to surface. When Lady Fabre didn't bring it up, Luke carried on his antics with Asch, as if he hadn't become dangerously serious a moment before.

"It's common for Impostor's to experience slight drops in energy, followed by bursts of energy, but I'm thinking his drop may not be related to his stamina at all. I'm thinking he is in some sort of pain." Guy glanced at Luke; the white scar on his forehead called is attention every time the wind would move his bangs.

It was an old scar, much older then the physical abuse Luke had endured before his respite in the Fabre household. Guy felt a little embarrassed for not realizing that he had been bleeding when he was taken to the dealer, and if they had started to teach him to walk, he couldn't have been there longer then a week. But where are the newer scars?

"Then the blackouts are just when he can't handle the pain any longer?" Asch tackled Luke and the two went rolling through the grass. Suzanne tensed up, recalling the last time the two got rough, Luke lost consciousness.

Guy was quick to his feet, lifting the thin Impostor off his twin. Asch rolled over on to his knees to watch Guy attend to his brother with interest radiating off his youthful self.

Although Luke appeared to be fine, glancing around him in puzzlement, Guy wasn't so sure. Suzanne was quick to join the duo fussing over the newest addition to her family. The three residents of the manor all waited, for any signs of a reaction of the tumble Luke had taken, but he continued to simply look from face to face for a reaction.

"How ya feelin' Luke!?" Asch crawled over to his brother, so his knees were inches away from the crown of Luke's hair. His hands caged Luke's upper arms to his side, but the smaller of the two didn't seem to mind. He smiled in return to the comforting presence Asch gave him; meekly trying to squirm away and resume their ever roughening games.

"Do you feel any pain Luke?" Guy was surprised that Suzanne would be so forthright with her newest son, but with someone as young in mentality as him, her actions did have merit. Luke couldn't understand anything abstract they tried to teach, not yet at least. Anything they couldn't reinforce couldn't be picked up until Luke had more control over his language and ability to filter and construct thoughts.

"Pain?" Luke acted as if he didn't know what the word meant, looking to his brother for guidance.

"You know Luke… Does anywhere hurt? Does Guy need to check what's goin' on with you?" Guy grabbed one of Luke's wrists to feel for the pulse, earning him a strange, but short lived glance from Suzanne.

"Luke, your pulse is speeding up, are sure you are feeling alright?" Guy gently brushed Asch away so he could sit Luke up. "Does any part of your body feel different then the rest?"

Guy's words finally seemed to make it through to Luke, and to the bewilderment of his family, Luke pushed himself to his feet and glanced between the three concerned faces watching him.

"Luke feels hurt… here." The redhead pointed to Guy's chest, which had tightened from his distress. Guy hid his shock, and deemed it a fluke that Luke had known about his aching inside- from his inability to help his charge and the consequences from that failure.

"Luke hurts… Because Guy hurts too."

There was that flash of gold in his eyes again, but this time, Asch, Suzanne, and Guy were all able to see it together. It didn't fade away as it had before, but instead, Luke screwed his eyes shut, and his hands tangled themselves tightly in his hair.

"What is happening to him Guy?!" Suzanne made to rush towards her son, but Guy held his arm out to restrain her, doing the same for Asch.

Guy didn't answer immediately; he was still too caught up in forming his own hypothesis while his lips formed words without his minds consent.

"Hey Luke… look at me…" The redhead cautiously unscrewed one eye open, barely enough for Guy to see the color his iris had turned.

".. still gold…"

"I have to atone…"

Asch opened his arms from beside the blond caretaker. Guy, the only one who could hear Luke's hauntingly serious voice, seemed trapped within both fear and confusion, as Suzanne stepped around from beside him.

"I've done terrible things…"

Though his lips weren't moving, Guy knew it was Luke who was speaking to him, and even though his eyes had returned to their soft green, he knew that he had seen those gold eyes against a backdrop of fire and destruction.

Luke had settled in his brother's arms, in his comfort zone. Suzanne settled on a nearby park bench, the scare had brought her heart rate up above what she knew was healthy.

Guy was a bit shell-shocked; he didn't know how to respond to the child's confession, which he had undoubtedly spoken within the use of his voice.

"Hey Luke, can you repeat what you just told me?" Guy placed his hand on the tense redheads shoulder, earning a pleading look Asch. Luke pulled away from the comfort his brother offered, and faced Guy.

"Luke doesn't remember what he said."

Suzanne gasped in surprise, and Asch laughed with happiness. Although their beloved family member had been in pain, his ability to overcome it and surprise them all with his knowledge raised their spirits immensely.

"He said he! He is starting to understand pronouns!" Asch and his mother carried on their own jovial exchange, and Guy wished he could partake in the celebration as well. Luke's face was serious, even though his family was rejoicing, and that expression kept Guy frozen stiff.

The blond bent down so he was face to face with Luke, slightly out of earshot of his family.

"And who is he?"

Luke's eyes glanced upwards, before returning to meet Guy's stare.

"Is he, you?"

Luke shook his head, still obviously straining to search for the answer. "He isn't Luke- Luke is Luke."

"He doesn't remember me."

Luke's eyes began to lose focus, he was close to blacking out. Guy quickly called the attention of the Fabre family, who rushed to Luke's aid. When he had fallen from the world of the conscious, his eyes remained open, an uncomfortable trend Guy was starting to notice, but he was also starting to unravel the mystery of his previous life, whether Luke knew it or not.

But even as Luke's eyes stated blankly into space, there was a flicker of gold, reminding Guy that somewhere in there, whoever could speak without a voice- was still reaching out to him.

"I don't want him to remember me…"

A/N: Who thinks they know what's going on yet!!! This is my least favorite chapter I'm ever going to write, the next one, that I just finished, but I'm still reworking a bit, is much more fun, it reveals a lot about the past, but at the end I was pretty much giving away the plot in the form of dialogue, so I have to do something about that hahahaa. I did that with my last story and i hated large portions of Fon Slot Curse because of the format I had to give it, thanks to how rusy I had become at writing. Oh well, life goes on.

So once again, forgive me for being so crazy bitch like, and send me your love, as always :D