If anything, you would have expected Kyoko to shrink down to size at the thought of her senpai sleeping in the same bed as her. You would have thought she would freeze every time he would show public affection to her, making her beet red. Of course, this wasn't Kyoko we are talking about. It's Keiko.

Currently, Keiko was sleeping with Ren. She didn't mind, as she always slept with him. But when you think about it, would Kyoko have done this?

UGH! I got bits and pieces... enough for me to figure out who I was before, yet I think of trivial stuff like this!

She shook her head. Her head was rested on his chest, listening to the calming beats of his heart. How they thumped against her ears, oh, how she loved it.

Shotaro, still don't know who he is, but he is on my mind. Corn, I now know is Ren. There are some people that I see in my dreams, hear their names, but I don't know their backgrounds. Keiko tightly closed her eyes, concentrating on receiving more answers, but that earned herself a headache.

She moaned, "I still can't remember."

An arm wrapped around her possessively. "Then don't."

She gasped at this. She tightly grabbed onto her shirt, lifted her head up, wanting him to see her eyes. She wanted to protest on his negative approach. "But I-"

"Just... don't." He softly ran his fingers on her back, creating her back to have ripples of goosebumps, as they felt his fingertips.

She nodded, feeling defenseless against his words. He was the reason why she wanted to be a shinigami. To see him one last time. She once had Tsuki as her shinigami, meaning she only had that year until she died. Except, she wanted her last wish to find a way to stay with her senpai.

Her lover...

His scent washed over her, drowning her nostrils, and putting her back to sleep. She felt relaxed, which was good, but she still had an urge to completely know who she was.

Who Kyoko was.

She loves fairy tales, fairies (obviously), and... there was this stone I vaguely remember. It was a dark violet colour and-

She soon succumbed herself back to sleep. It would drain too much of her strength just pondering about what she was missing. She was just an odd jigsaw puzzle with a lot of missing pieces, yet at the same time, it could be just one that was missing. Something that would make her remember everything in a blink of an eye.

But what was it?

It was December the 24th, Christmas Eve. But, do you know what it also was? You don't? Why it's...

"Happy Birthday, Maria chan!"

The blonde gave a cheery grin to her longtime friend, Tsuruga Ren, and gave him a bear hug. "Hey, glad you can make it!" she stepped back, looking a little nervous. "I didn't bother your schedule, now did I?"

"No, not at all," reassured Ren, "I just hope I didn't come too early." He glanced around, and saw that ,in fact, he was too early. Everyone was still setting up the decorations, and the food wasn't even prepared on the tables yet. Even if they were, and the party did look like it was complete, the President would go overboard just to show what a real party should look like.

And he knew this because this always happened when he went to Takarada Lory's parties.

Noticing his discomfort, she told him that her Grandfather wouldn't make the party over the moon this year. "He simmered down and will try his best not to make it too extravagant than needed."

"You can never believe what the President says," he said bluntly. Which was true. The President always had this elaborate scheme to shine. And for him not to was just out of character.

Speaking of out of character...

"Maria chan, I would like to introduce my sister to you. She's around the same age as you, but you are older than her quite a bit."

"Oh! Then can I see her?" exclaimed Maria. She looked around, trying to find the girl, until she laid her eyes at the dress that was loosely behind Ren.

She sneaked behind him and, "BOO!"

But, surprisingly, Keiko didn't jump nor scream in fright. She just stood there, holding onto Ren's tux jacket.

"Um... hello?" she nervously answered. She turned, and bowed down, trying to be formal.

This soon was abandoned as she was forcefully shot up by Maria into a ginormous bear hug, much larger, and tighter than the one she gave Ren. If you compared the two, her hug to him would be as if she was trying not to break his fragile bones, if he was fragile that is.

"I heard from Grandfather that you are Nee chan, am I right? I can't believe you are back!"

"Uh... I'm not exactly-"

"Nonsense, you are back, whether you remember me, or not! I'm Maria, remember? We used to talk about black magic, and voodoo dolls! You even gave me a realistic Ren doll that was half his size!"

She smiled as she saw Ren blushed at the remembrance of her 9th birthday. It was when Ren gave her a ribbon from Jeanne D'Arc, one of her favourite clothing stores, and her Nee chan gave her the doll, cutting into one of his lines while he was talking. This shocked everybody, how realistic the doll was. As impressive as that was, it was almost... creepy? Scary? Too realistic? But... Maria loved it either way.

"I gave you a... realistic Ren doll? When I was Kyoko?"

Now, that kinda gave Ren a little jab. She kept using the past tense, as if she had forgotten who she actually was. Well, it was true she did, but she used it too often. She knew who she was, yet she was puzzled for all of these memories that were happening all in this month.

"Yep, and I still have it and-" Maria paused. She bent down, seeing as she was taller than Keiko. As she gazed into Keiko's eyes, she found them to be dull, rather than the fiery light she normally saw in her Nee chan's eyes. "Oh... I didn't notice that you're blind."

She said it so bluntly, but there was sympathy in it too.

"I'm... did something happen to you Nee chan? Grandfather told me that you turned into a shingami, something I learned about, but... why would God let you not see?"

Keiko chuckled at this. She held Maria's hands, and let them touch her cold cheeks. "God isn't mean. I was already blind when I turned into a soul. He isn't one to blame. And... I don't mind not seeing. If I were to see everything again, I might cry..."

She shook her head.

"I'm fine," she continued.

"You are better than fine; we are going to spend this party like we did before. A joint party combining my party, and yours!"

"Mine? Why would you celebrate for me?"

Maria blinked. She, who was still confused about the whole memory loss, looked up at Ren. Maria got no response from him, only a sorrow turn of a head.

"How could you not remember? Christmas Eve is my birthday, and Christmas is..."

"Mine?" Keiko ended, looking shocked at the realization.