Story Tags : Humor, occasional ecchi, Romance, Reverse Harem, Language, OOC Behavior (with explanation), Strong!Smart!Lucy, Spoilers
Disclaimer : I hereby declare that I do not own Fairy Tail nor do I own Durarara. Need further proof? If I did own Fairy Tail Lucy would be more badass and if I did own Durarara Izaya would have more screen time
Chapter Two :
Amnesiac's Offer
The first time she woke up, she couldn't remember anything. Name, age, address, parents, nothing. Geography, history, economics were forgotten while mathematics, science and language were not.
The second time she woke up she was in a strange bed in what she would later be informed is a hospital. A kind nurse would inform her that she was found passed out and naked by a family who were out camping in the woods. Oddly she felt very embarrassed by the whole ordeal but made sure to ask the nurse to thank the family whom found her. After the nurse asked her a couple questions it became clear that she had amnesia, a partial or total loss of memory. In her case it would be the latter.
Afterwards the nurse informed her the basics of where she was, which would be the U.S in a hospital funded by Nebula a pharmaceutical company before heading out to inform her superiors about the current development leaving the amnesiac alone to her thoughts, which were nothing. Normally people who have amnesia would try to remember their past but she somehow knew it wouldn't be that easy to remember, that only certain events or familiar vibes could trigger a memory.
To be honest there were two words stuck in her head for some odd reason, Fairy Tail. She found it odd, why would she think about a fairy's tail? Do fairy even have tails? Surely not. Ugh, how she loathed having an empty mind with no memories. But, she found herself asking What exactly does "fairy tail" mean? Why does it sound so familiar? So warm?
Sighing softly to herself she reached out her hand to grab the picture book the nurse had kindly allowed her to use during her stay in the hospital. Honestly, the amnesiac wanted harder books, interesting ones that held answers. Was that too much to ask? Yes, because apparently she was estimated to be between the ages of seven to ten. She however felt older? It was hard to describe.
Even her own body was partially foreign to her for some reason. Sometimes she'd reach for things that her short arms couldn't get, sometimes she'd check her flat chest feeling like something was missing and sometimes she'd feel like maybe it's her that's at fault.
"Wait, you can't just go in there without permission sir!"
The amnesia recognized the voice of the nurse who had taken care of her, her rather sharp senses hearing two pair of footsteps getting closer to her door, sighing softly at the loss of quiet time she snapped the boring picture book shut and started braiding a strand of her shoulder length blond hair while frowning, somehow it didn't feel right for her to do her own hair.
"Hello amnesiac girl~" a rather eccentric tone called out opening the door to the amnesiac's room
The amnesiac in question straightened up and gave the man wearing a white lab coat a hesitant smile, somehow she didn't like being called amnesiac girl. But she wasn't complaining because she is an amnesiac and a girl. Even thought she hated the former part.
"G-good afternoon" she greeted
"How polite, even my own son doesn't greet me with such manners, the last time he kicked me out of my own place" the man dramatically said and the amnesiac wanted to sweat drop
"Umm, maybe he just comes off as being hostile but actually has a kinder side?" the amnesiac offered wondering to herself why she was encouraging this weird man, then she reminded herself that she has nothing better to do.
"That's what most would call a tsundere"
The amnesiac blinked at the term, an image of an older version of her and a petite girl with blue hair surrounded by books appeared and disappeared as soon as it came. She frowned no longer remembering what she had just remembered.
"Oh, right you probably don't know what a tsundere is do you?" the man asked sheepishly, but somehow the amnesiac knew he didn't care
She shook her head in denial at his claim "Mmm, I know what it means"
"Oh?" she could feel that the man was egging her on, trying to process exactly what she knew and she would let him because she didn't see the harm in it and would like to know his conclusion
"A character development process that describes a person who is initially cold and even hostile towards another person before gradually showing their warm side over time." the amnesiac recited from her forgotten memory with ease, she felt like she had described harder words before.
"So you understand Japanese?" the man asked
It took her one second to realize he had spoken in another language and not gibberish
Two seconds to replay what he had said in her head
Three to translate
And finally four to form her own phrase "I believe so, why would I be speaking it if I can't?" it might have come off as rude, but she really was curious to her question as she gouged the man with her brown eyes
The man eyed her "Do you really have amnesia?" for the first time she's seen him, he was serious
She slowly nodded "Yes"
"Hmm, if so then I have a proposition to make" the man said
The amnesiac tilted her head to the side, What?
"Come with me to Tokyo, more specifically to Ikebukuro. While there you can try to recover your memories but you'll have to report to me anything you remember." it was a simple request, but why the interest in knowing her memories?
"Why report?" she asked raising an eyebrow in confusion
"Don't you find it odd the way you were found in the forest? The way the animals were attracted to you?" that part she didn't know, maybe the nurse kept a few details away from her, she wasn't going to trust a nurse ever again. "The hospital did some tests so we know nothing lewd was done to you and my company even did a check up to see if we can find your parents. No one matches or it's too far fetched for you to have a connection with them. It's as if you didn't exist before waking up in this hospital"
"Mmm," the amnesiac hummed at the explanation remember each and every word the man had spoken "Your company?"
"Nebula."
"Ah" the amnesiac had a thoughtful look "My living expenses?"
"Everything will be taken care of including your education. In return you'll just have to repay your debt with your memories" and there it was again, the odd interest in her memories
"Why so interested?" she asked
"Because you're our patient and frankly a special case"
She didn't ask more, he seemed tight lipped about it. "My familial status?"
"Orphaned and adopted into the Kishitani family if you accept"
"Why you?" she asked
"Nebula offered to increase my research fund if I took you in"
"Why is Nebula interested in me?" she really wanted to know
The man shrugged, a knowing smile on his face "Anomalies have always been a point of interest for researchers"
Shaking her head at the vague explanation she continued her questioning "Personal expenses?"
"Granted within reason by your to be guardians"
"Any restrictions?"
"None, it would only limit the amount of memory you'll recover. Just have to keep a phone on you at all times"
"Identification?"
"Won't apply to you"
The amnesiac nodded seemingly satisfied and the man slumped in relief "Interrogation finally over" she heard him muttered as if he had passed a big hurdle
"I suppose I'll accept your offer, anything to get my memories back really"
The man ruffled her hair with an 'I knew you would accept look' while the amnesiac rolled her eyes "We'll have to go shopping for some clothes, but we should be at Ikebukuro by Friday"
"Okay" the amnesiac chirped
"My name's Shingen Kishitani" the man informed
"I'll tell you my name when I remember it"