Wow, I have been away for too long! I'm so sorry I didn't upload weeks ago, but hopefully this will ease your pain :)

Enjoy

~EmmyTheTurtle

Now
The Flame's Memory

Summer
A Few Hours Later

Rin sat absently in the white room. What had they called this place? Hos-pi-tal. Hospital. A place where people who are sick get help. Rin wasn't entirely sure what that meant for him, but this Yukio guy wanted to know if he was okay.

"What do you mean, 'amnesia'?"

"Rin has no memory of his past whatsoever."

"Keep your voice down. He might here."

"Yukio, you need to stay away from Rin while I interview him. I'll call you inside when he's recovered some memories."

"If he does…"

Rin stood up and walked to the window, staring outside. There were trees and buildings everywhere, but he didn't recognize any of them. A tall tower in the distance seemed familiar, though he couldn't quite place it. Rin felt a fluffy substance lightly trace his arm and spun around to find the long black tail twisting around him. I must not be human… but that seems okay.

The door behind him opened and Rin turned to face the man staring at him. "Rin. Good to see you're walking around again. Do you remember anything?"

Rin shook his head and stared outside again.

"Are you going to talk to me, or just say nothing like you have been for the past four hours?"

Rin shrugged again and turned to face the man. Only the right side of his face could be seen, not the tattoo-like markings along his face. The doctor's eyes were afraid. Why? Rin was harmless… he thought anyway. "I guess so…"

"Ah, he speaks! It's a miracle!"

Rin turned away, saying nothing again. He walked back to his bed and sat down when the doctor sat beside him, reaching out to examine his wrists. "Do you remember how this happened?"

He shrugged and stared down at the bruises. "I'm… not sure…"

"Yukio said they found you in handcuffs. Is this true?"

Rin nodded and blinked a couple of times. To produce words was hard… difficult.

"Rin… your body has suffered various injuries related to… sexual abuse. You don't remember any of this?"

He shook his head. But somewhere inside of him, it didn't feel like abuse had been dealt to his body… just a strange kind of pleasure. He felt somewhat calm. Rin stared out the window again, staring up at the sky. The doctor cleared his throat and stood up. "Rin, we're going to run some quick tests on you."

He glanced back and stood up, staring at the doctor expectantly. The doctor handed him a scale. "I need to do a quick weight-check and a check on your eyesight. Just to make sure nothing's disturbed."

Rin nodded and stood up. The doctor placed a scale down and Rin stepped on to it, looking down at his weight. He was 52.5 kilograms. A concerned look crossed the doctor's face and he lifted Rin's chin slightly. "You're quite underweight, Rin. That's concerning for your own wellbeing." He flashed a light into Rin's eyes. "Eyesight is good. Wait in here…"

I don't have anywhere else to go… Rin though, frowning. He sat on his bed and stared outside some more. He found the outside world seemed very interesting compared to that dark room. But as the silence continued to pan out, Rin could hear the boy, Yukio, shouting.

"What do you mean he's too different to be Rin? What are you saying?"

"I know Rin. He's a chatterbox, he's loud, he's… he's Rin. This boy isn't Rin. He hardly speaks at all! He's much taller than the Rin I know and he's dangerously underweight. His eyesight is incredibly accurate, too. Yukio, what happened?"

There was silence. The doctor was doubting he was even Rin. However, Yukio seemed very sure… what was the word? Certain. That was it: certain. Yukio was very certain that he was Rin. "It's him. No one else can look at me like that."

"Like what, Yukio? His eyes are blank. He has no idea where he is, who he is and no idea that you are his brother. Yukio, I doubt he'll remember anything. It's been seven months since he disappeared. You honestly think he's the same boy that left you?"

"Then let the guys see him. Maybe that'll recover some memories?"

There was an exasperated sigh. "We can try at least. But first I want to run some more tests on Rin. And give him some food."

Rin stood up and opened the door. The two turned to him and Rin cleared his throat. "… Bathroom?"

The doctor pointed to the right. Rin nodded thanks and opened the door, looking at himself in the mirror. Much to Rin's disappointment, his face was, indeed, covered with the same strange black markings. Rin wasn't too concerned though. He wasn't sure what his face had looked like before, though it must have been clearer. A distant thought wondered if he'd been popular with the girls, though it seemed unlikely. Rin lifted his plain blue hospital gown to stare at the marks on his body. They faded away until they couldn't be seen.

Yuko entered the room and Rin lowered his gown. Yukio stared at Rin for a short while and moved towards him. "Rin, you don't remember me, do you?"

Rin shook his head and muttered another word: "No."

"Well, you're talking. That's something, right?"

Rin shrugged and Yukio sighed. "Listen… you'll find yourself again and if you hate me afterwards… that's okay."

Rin began to walk away, not very interested in what he was saying. Though Yukio obviously knew something Rin didn't, he wasn't sure if he wanted to know or not. Rin washed his face and tried to talk again, more words coming out than last time: "You… know all… about me, right…?"

Yukio nodded. "I know you used to be shorter than me, for one point."

"Shorter…?"

"Yeah." Yukio smiled. "A lot shorter. How'd you grow so much in seven months?"

Rin shrugged – what a habit it was turning into. "I don't know…"

Yukio turned to leave when Rin made a sharp turn to speak to Yukio. "Yu… kio?" The word felt dirty on his tongue. But Rin owed him at least something… he did find him after all. Taken him here… it smelt strange, but it was better than that basement. "Thank you…"

Yukio smiled. "You're welcome…"

When he was gone, Rin sighed and returned to his room, shutting the door behind him. Rin opened the bedside table beside him and found a piece of paper. Written on it was a letter addressed to 'Whomever it concerned'. Rin began to read, curiosity nudging at his gut.

"Whoever is reading this had better be me, otherwise learning how to spell was a massive waste of time. If it is me, you're here for good reason. You don't remember crap, but you'll start remembering. So here's some rules to get you started:

1. Don't trust Yukio.

2. Don't trust anyone in True Cross – they probably want you dead anyway.

3. You'll have control over your flame better than past you – burning down your dorm after losing your temper was a bad move, trust me.

4. You need to find someone. I don't know where he is, but you need to find him. His name is Amaimon and he's a prisoner in True Cross, most-likely for kidnapping you. Fun, right?

When you find him, you'll remember everything. Trust me. You don't remember anything now, but you'll remember soon enough.

To you, from you,

Rin

Vomit felt like it was crawling up the back of his throat. Amaimon. That name caused a physical pain inside of him. He felt empty, suddenly and Rin put his hands to his head, breathing heavily. Beside him, a small blue flame lit up suddenly, and began to burn away at the bedside table. Rin gasped and stared at the burning table. No smoke rose up from the fire, surprisingly, though it began to die down.

Rin willed the flame to rise and it did. He willed the fire to die and it did. Rin began to smile and looked down at his palms and closed his eyes, willing the flame to appear. It did. His past self was right; he had very good control over the flame. Rin's head began to pound horribly and he moaned, falling back onto the squishy pillow. As he did so, he felt lips on his and a powerful body against his rigid body. Rin opened his eyes and where he was now was dark. Above him, a face peered down into his, grunting slightly. Sharp green eyes and green hair brushing against his skin, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout Rin's body, making him shiver with excitement. Rin blinked and he was back in the hospital room, breathing heavily and slightly aroused.

He exhaled slowly and his arousal faded away quickly. Good, Yukio wouldn't see it, or anyone else for that matter. But that face… it hadn't been a woman, as would be expected… it had been another boy staring into his eyes.

Well, there we go. Most of these chapters will be fairly short, though be sure that things will become more heated in the next chapter with the arrival of my own OC :) Hope you're having a good morning/day/afternoon/night and I will upload whenever possible :)

~EmmyTheTurtle