TGP: Out of boredom and the lack of an internet connection I wrote this. Basically this was a plot for an old fanfic I wanted to write but then I got scared if I really wanted to write it so test it out as a one shot I guess XD So keeping this short and sweet. I hope you guys Enjoy "The 31st Meeting "

31st Meeting

AU: Mai wakes up from time to time and forgets all about herself and the boy who is always there when she wakes up, her boyfriend, Oliver Davis.

Type: Just another AU / How They Met

Characters:

Mai Taniyama - The Amnesiac

Oliver Davis - The Boyfriend

She opens her eyes and sees an unfamiliar scenery. She sits up and tries to recall hard. Her name, just her name would be helpful. She comes up a blank. She looks around at the scenery very attentively, eyes wide, searching for an answer. Her heart was beating hard. She jumps as a door opens.

"You're awake?" Oliver asks her but the curious and confused look stops him in his tracks. He realizes, she doesn't remember anymore again. He slowly seats on the edge of the bed. His back facing her side. He speaks over his shoulder. "You don't remember anything, I assume."

She nodded. Her instincts told her to trust him and so she calmed down. She felt calm that someone was with her, she wouldn't want to stumble around her room and not know anything.

"Well I should tell you who you are but before you forgot, you told me to just give you the notebook. Which would you prefer?" He says opening the drawer of the night table.

"Please tell me about me." She asked. Oliver sighs. It was a really tiring cycle sometime and it took a lot of emotional struggle getting through one of these times that she forgets. After all, she'll keep forgetting until the end.

"and who you are…" She added.

Sometimes she'd wake up sometimes wild and unstable, afraid of not knowing. Sometimes she'd wake up calmly. Sometimes she'd be too scared of him or she didn't trust him to speak to him. He winced at the memory of the first and the third type of Mai's waking up to remembering nothing. Thank heavens today was the second one. He sighed and spoke. "Your name is Mai Taniyama. You're 19 years old. You used to be my assistant."

The girl nodded. Her name is Mai. She is 19. She was his assistant. "Why did you say 'was'?" She stood up, roaming around the room, grazing her hand against the flat surfaces along the room. The bed sheets, the side table, the nearby chair's arm rests, and anything, she touched it lightly, feeling the texture, hoping to find familiarity.

"You met an accident. You became unable to do duties you are supposed to do." He felt pained to tell her this. That regretful day that started her amnesia-tic tendencies. It was so hard for him the first time she looked at him with unfamiliar eyes. He felt like he lost all the strength in the world. He looked at her now the same unfamiliar eyes taking in the room for the thirty-first time.

The doctor told him he'd have to see those eyes over and over, he felt like all the air from his lungs had been sucked out.

"Oh. Is that why I can't remember anything?" She asked, stopping by a picture frame on the vanity. It was a girl, smiling brightly at the camera and him, just looking at her, so lost in her. Mai looked in the mirror the first time that day… 'Oh' she is the girl in the picture. She held it in her hands as she sat at a couch in the corner of the room.

"Yes. It was a year ago. Ever since you met this accident, you couldn't keep memories for not more than a week… sometimes even less than twelve hours." He sighed. The longest he'd have Mai remember him was a week. Those days were full of reintroductions, sometimes he would take her to where they had dates, hoping it would trigger something, anything, and sometimes he was just too emotionally tired to even try.

"You haven't answered my second question." She pointed out as she turns the photograph to him. He looks up from the ground to see her holding out their picture. "Who are you?"

"I'm Oliver Davis. I'm your-

"Boyfriend?" She tried. "Fiance? Husband?"

"I was going to say former boss but yes, I am your boyfriend." He nodded. He didn't feel like a boyfriend though, his girlfriend doesn't remember a thing about their relationship. It's pretty one-sided. It used to be mutual, pre-accident of course.

Mai nodded, closing her eyes. Oliver raised an eyebrow at her. After a long silence he opened his mouth.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Oh." She opened her eyes and turned to him. This unfamiliar boy, who was apparently her boyfriend, and former boss. "I'm trying to see if I could remember anything."

"And…?" He asked, feeling a bit hopeful. Maybe she could remember something, anything, maybe about the incident, maybe about their relationship, or maybe just about any memory. Just any would do him fine… just any.

"It didn't work." She frowned and another tired sigh came from the man in the room. "I'm sorry."

"No. No. It's fine." He says tonelessly and stood up from the bed. This was the best case scenario, he guessed. If she died back then… if she had left him alone as well, he didn't know if he could handle another loss. "You might be hungry, I've already cooked breakfast while you were asleep. Would you like to come and eat now?"

Mai was about to protest, she had wanted to know about everything this man knew about her past, her parents, what she was like but then her stomach growled loudly in the silence of the room. She smiled sheepishly at Oliver, who in turn gave a small smile. "I take that as a yes." He gestured her to come outside of the room. He exited the room and left the door open and waited outside for her to step out. Mai cautiously left the room and it went into the spacious joined kitchen, dining room, and living room area of the condominium. It was simple yet, there were flowers and a few paintings around.
What she noticed the most was the picture frames on top of a table near the living room. The largest was a group picture, her younger self in the middle next to her was Oliver. They were surrounded by unfamiliar faces. To the right of it, was a picture of a younger Oliver and a twin.

Mai looked at Oliver who glanced at what she was looking at over her shoulder. "Two of you?" She raised an eyebrow.

"There used to be." He said and Mai turned to him. Her eyes apologetic and she looked to see if he was fine. He didn't look fine, from the very beginning, he didn't. Well his eyes didn't, under that stoic facade. From when she woke up, they looked so sad and tired.

"I'm sorry." She started crying. Oliver's eyes widened a bit as tears started staining her cheeks. It wasn't the first time that Mai had knew about him having a deceased twin but this was the first time she cried about it.

"Its okay, Mai. It happened a long time ago." He wrapped his arms around her. Something, he hasn't done in a long while. The last time might have been when she still had her memories.

She wrapped her arms around him and cried into his shirt. "Really, Mai, I'm fine." He said but she shook her head and looked up.

"No. You're not okay. You lost him and that must've been really heartbreaking and when you look at me, with such longing and sadness, I know it must take a lot on you every time I keep forgetting you." She said with sobs hindering her speaking without hiccupping and snuffling in between some words. Thankfully, Oliver understood her speech and looked at her astounded.

"I'm sorry, Oliver." She said while she buried her face in his shirt. He looked at her with the same warmth he had when she still remembered and stroked her hair.

He sighed. "Its okay, Mai." What she said was true, every single time she woke up looking at him like it was the very first time took a chunk of his already broken heart. A very large chunk, more than he could admit, and now he knew the next time she'd wake up without anymore memories would hurt even more, especially as she had now shown something that belonged to his Mai, the Mai before she constantly forgets, her ability to read him. But then again… she'd forget.

He knew she would forget again soon and it would hurt like hell.

He lifted her chin up and cupped her cheeks with both of his hands. He wiped the tears from her face. "We should eat breakfast." He said, not sure of what to say. Thankfully, Mai nodded her head. He pulled his hands away from her face and grabbed her hands gently. He led her to the dining room area.

He let go of her hands and pulled out a chair to let Mai sit. He gestured her to wait as he went to get the food from the kitchen. He went back and set the food on the table. They began eating in silence.

Oliver kept glancing at Mai who was deep in thought. He shook his head and resumed eating. Mai spoke up. "After we eat, could you tell me everything?"

He raised an eyebrow and Mai continued. "I mean could you tell me about me? About us?" She asked.

He nodded. "We could start with what you wrote in the diary and work it from there." Mai nodded her mood bouncing to a happier one. It really reminded him of Mai before.

"That would be great. Thanks Naru!" Mai smiled and he almost choked. For the first time, after thirty-first meetings, she said that name.

TGP: OOC I KNOW ;n; lol but anyway I hope you enjoyed this one shot R&R