ShadowedDarkness: Alrighty everyone. I'm back. Seeing as I took so long to actually get this up, lets skip the intro and the disclaimer junk. If you really want to read it just go back to the last chapter. But ya, Enjoy the story!

Sora: Hai! Have fun!

Memory

"You can't lie to me anymore, what's going on Sora?"

I opened my mouth to say something to him, something to the effect of 'Nothing's wrong Riku…' but I knew he wouldn't buy it. Groaning, I tried to roll over, my stomach hurt. Why did it hurt so much?

"Sora…please? I want to help…." He pleaded softly.

Somehow I managed to sit up. Pushing myself away from Riku, I leaned against the couch. What was I going to tell him? The truth? YA, okay. Who would believe me? Most definitely not him. I sighed. Maybe I should tell him the truth. If he doesn't believe me, then whatever. He'll just think that he has a psycho path for a friend…

…

Well, he might already have a few of those. Cough Selphie cough.

Letting out another sigh I looked down at my socked feet. Hey, I'm wearing two different socks…..knocking my feet together, I shook my head. There's no place like home, there's no place like home? "I don't really know…"

"Hu?" Riku looked at me confused. "How do you not know?" He said, crossing his arms over his chest in obvious disbelief.

"Well," Still looking at my two different socks, I paused. Choosing my words carefully, I tried again to continue that thought. "Like my notebook…with that name written all over it. I, I don't know who that is. For all I know he might not even exist, but that name keeps popping up in my head. That name….and…a-a face. He's an image in my mind that just keeps coming back to me." Glancing over at Riku, I noticed that he still seemed slightly lost.

Sliding my eyes back to my feet, I continued. "When I met you, I felt like I knew you. Like I met you before. It wasn't your facial features and it wasn't your hair that jumped out at me, it was your eyes. I know those eyes. I felt like I knew them, knew you. I got the same feeling with Seifer. Only nothing jumped out at me with him. I just…knew him?"

"I'm not… quite following you… Sora…" Riku said slowly.

"Truthfully, I'm not quite following myself. But, to put it simply, I don't remember anything. Well maybe that's not quite correct… I can remember the here and now, the present, but my past is just a blur. I can remember what the town was like before I moved here. I can remember the people and that I liked where I lived, but I also remember not knowing what I did for a month out of my life while there. I don't know what happened. I woke up one morning with my friends looking down at me and talking about me. I woke up not understanding why I was no longer welcome in that town. I didn't know. It was just like the town before that, and the town before that, and the town before that. I couldn't remember what happened. But before I can even remember moving around, skipping from town to town, I don't remember anything before that. I don't know who my real parents are. I don't live with my real mother, that's my foster mother; I don't think I ever told you that. We do look kind of similar after all. But besides that, for all I know, I might have known a Brandon, I might have known you. Hell, I might have known Seifer in some point in time. But I wouldn't know because I don't remember."

Closing my eyes, I continued. "Ever since I came here, ever since I met you, I've had nightmares. Nightmares, no…memories, about my past. Sometimes I can't remember what I had just dreamed about. Sometimes the dreams will scare me half to death and what scares me even more is that I can't even remember why. Sometimes I can remember them...but those times are far and in between. And when I can remember them, I wish I hadn't. They seem real Riku. It feels like I'm remembering something from long ago. Sometimes I'll lapse when people are talking to me. I'll here a completely different conversation. I, it…i-it scares me. It scares me Riku…more than anything."

I kept my eyes clenched shut. God, putting that into words made me really sound like a psycho path. Maybe I am. Bringing up my hands I furiously rubbed at my eyes to get rid of the burning sensation behind them. I refused to cry, refused. Not in front of Riku, I couldn't.

Laughing softly I leaned my head back against the couch. "God I sound crazy."

Silence filled the room. I hate silence. It always brings some other uncomfortable emotion with it. It makes a person nervous, it prolongs the agony, and it seems to stretch out time itself. More importantly, it makes for a very uncomfortable wait.

"So…that was, you were…remembering something?" Riku finally managed to choke out.

I stared dully up at the ceiling. "I honestly don't know. I might have been."

"And earlier….in the park…" He said slowly, quietly.

He wasn't even asking anymore, He could figure it out on his own. He could piece all of it together, he was smart.

"And in the nurses' office when you had the fever….now…"

I nodded. "Ya…"

"Why didn't you tell me all of this earlier?" I was surprised when I felt my shoulders jerked forward. Eyes shooting open, I stared into angry see green eyes. When the hell did he move! "Damnit Sora, you should be able to tell me these things!" As I stared into his eyes I noticed something foreign in them…confusion? Fear?

Narrowing my eyes, I glared. "I did didn't I? I told you. What's your problem?"

"Why didn't you…

..tell me Sora!"

Blinking in confusion, I tried to pull myself out of Riku's grip. "Listen, look. I'm sorry if you're mad at me for not telling you, but think about it! If you finally found someone that you would like to call your best friend, would you scare them off with some psycho story of there life?" I didn't mean to, but the last part of that sentence came out as me yelling at Riku.

His arms slowly fell away from my shoulders. Finally I had to look away. He was going to leave me. Just like that person in my dream. My memory?

"I'm sorry Sora…" He whispered.

I looked up confused. What was he sorry for? Well, besides yelling at me? I watched as Riku slowly stood up. No…

…he was going to leave me…

"I...I got, got to go….yeah." I watched as he slowly walked towards the door. His face showed no emotion anymore, his eyes...they were blank. "You're right, it is a story that's kind of…hard to believe…"

I stared in disbelief as Riku walked out and shut the door behind him. He, he didn't believe me? He didn't…I felt the sting as the tears finally fell down my face. After he made a big commotion of me not telling him sooner… he just doesn't believe me?!

I stood up and looked out of the window. I watched as he walked into his own house. And suddenly, I didn't feel sad anymore…I felt anger. Whipping my head away from the window I let out a frustrated scream. Who the hell did he think he was?!

It felt good to finally let it out. I did it again, and again, and again…I destroyed anything I could get my hands on. The photographs, the only glass figurine that we owned… I ran through the house, braking things. Finally I found the glass plates.

I grabbed one and threw it on the floor. The sound of shattering glass filled the air, a tinkling sound made as each shattered shard hit the floor. I growled. "I" grabbing another plate. "Hate" I threw that one to the floor. "MY LIFE!" I broke another one, and another one, and another one…

I didn't even hear them walk in…

"SORA!"

Ignoring the distressed voice I continued my task of breaking all of the plates in the house.

"SORA STOP! STOP!" I felt my hand grabbed in mid throw and my mother finally came in view. She wrapped both her arms around me. "Stop…its okay. You're alright…" I stared over my mother's shoulder at the hand that held my wrist. Attached to that hand was a man.

A man with brown hair, grey eyes, and a scar that ran across his nose…like Seifer…

Averting my gaze I stared blankly at the wall as my mother hugged me tighter.

And suddenly I felt it. There, in the back of my mind, there was a small fuzzy feeling. Almost like, like static…Unlike in my dream, my memory, it didn't hurt. I… liked it….

…and somehow I knew that was a bad thing….

ShadowedDarkness: Thank you for your wonderful reviews Kawaii Neko-jin Lover and sinister hope.

Sora: (sniffle) ya…

Riku: awwwww, it's alright Sora. People will review.

ShadowedDarkness: Alright. Ummm, please review (gives puppy eyes) I'm begging you! My self-esteem is dwindling for this story. I'm losing that spark, that warm fuzzy feeling you get when people review on your story. So, please review? I'll give you Sora plushies!