"Eh? You're thinking of barging into the set?" Vidka followed Tsuki as he stomped his way to the Moments in Time set. Really, it wasn't really barging, as he was allowed to be there, but to Vidka, it was.

"Nooo... I'm just popping by. Being in Heaven for a couple days, just so those two can be together for a while, gets really boring, don't you think?" Tsuki suddenly waved his hand. "N-not that it's boring with you around, it's just- uh! Um..." he stuttered.

This put a grin on Vidka's face. "Oh, Tsuki, I understand what you mean. It's rather dull with all that paperwork that Kaji piled up for our absences. But..." she looked away, "why so much? You always mess up."

"Hey! I can't help it! I just hate organizing..." he pouted. "Hey... Vidka."

"Yeah?"

He turned. "You still call me Tsuki, and I still call you Vidka. Does that mean we don't accept who we actually are?"

This stunned Vidka, but she soon returned it with a smile. "Nah, we're so used with those names, whether or not it's not our real ones. Don't worry so much, it doesn't mean that we don't think that you're my nephew and I'm your aunt."

"But... do you think we don't because our relationship is weird? I mean, I always knew you were old, since I can age and you can't, but I never knew that-"

*SMACK!*

"Who is old?" she hissed, venom inside of her tone. It swirled inside of her, a bitter taste toward her tongue.

"You are," he said back in English, not caring that it wasn't polite of him.

But, that's what she liked about him. He was truthful, always honest, and he never failed to say what was on his mind. If only he had manners, she thought silently to herself. Not like thoughts could be heard at a regular basis.

"Anyway," he switched back, "we should go to the set now. I think it was when we take a right from here...?"

He turned, opened the nearby door, and got it right. He immediately was greeted by the cast, the same with Vidka. When the question of where Keiko was, they were surprised of the returned question.

"Huh? Who's Keiko?"

"Ren! How could you just forget about Keiko!" Tsuki screeched at him as he closed the apartment door behind him. He folded his arms, glaring at his brother coldly. "Why would you suddenly forget her? Then again, why would everyone suddenly forget her?"

He threw his arms up into the air, looking aghast. "Why, out of everyone, would you be one of them?"

Ren shook his head. "I don't know who Keiko is," was his repeated answer. "Is she a friend of yours?"

"No!" He balled up his fist, as if he was looking for a fight. He just couldn't believe it! "I mean, yes, she is a friend of mine, but she's also yours! Don't you remember her being your shinigami?"

"No..." Ren laid his head on his hand. "I only... remember you being my shinigami and..."

"Ren!"

*TWINGE!*

A small girl appeared inside of his head. She smiled brightly at him, but he couldn't quite clearly see her face. A mist of clouds covered her, until he tried to reach out for her. It was as if he was the Sun, as they immediately departed. Or was she the sun, as she was the one that was shining?

When he could finally see her, he saw Kyoko with her hair dyed back to black. It was long and smooth, as if she combed more than 100 times a day. She was already in his arms, although he didn't know when she managed to embrace him, and her warmth... It was as if she was there in front of him. She wasn't missing.

"Ren... wake up... wake up and..."

"REMEMBER HER!"

With a jerk, Ren was sent back. He could see her. A girl that had long hair, she looked like Kyoko because...

"Keiko..." he murmured, "is Kyoko." His eyes widened at the thought. He looked around. No... could it be?

"Where is she?" he panicked. "I... the last time I heard from her, she kept going on about leaving me and sleeping and-"

"Wait!" Tsuki held up his hand. His eyes were bulging, believe it or not, when barely anything surprised him. "She said she was going to leave you, and she said she was going to sleep? That would mean you might not see her again!" He whirled around, dishing out his cellphone. "C'mon! Pick up, pick up!"

Ren whipped to his brother's side. "What do you mean, You might not see her again? What does sleeping have to do with-"

Tsuki turned sharply, and let out a breath. The cellphone was still near his ear. He replied, "When a shinigami says to their victim they're leaving them and then say they might sleep for a while, it's not a regular sleep. They purposely get into a coma, and it might take years, even centuries, before they wake up. When they do, you have no clue if they would remember their previous memories as humans or if they remember their time as a shinigami!"

Ren choked. "You're... kidding," he said. "Why would she..."

Then, he remembered.

*Flashback*

He pinned her to the backseat, her back lying on the leather seat. She looked heartbroken, as if he was the one that made her surface it.

"I'm no longer needed," she would say. She turned away from him, almost trying to take those words back.

Ren wanted to say that it wasn't true. But...

"Why are you stopping me? You never even ask me to grant you anything. So, again, why are you stopping me?" she spoke, cracking her voice in the process. She started to vanish in front of his eyes. He didn't want to lose her again.

He... he didn't want her to disappear again.

*End of Flashback*

"She... said that... thought that she wasn't needed since I didn't ask for her to grant a wish."

Still on hold, Tsuki said nothing to this. "I see," he soon said. He looked at Ren. "She must have thought since you're rich and all, you don't really have anything that needs to be granted." He paused. A click was heard at the other end.

"Hello? Is that you, Tsu-"

"Hey! What's the big idea, cutting out your duty as Ren's shinigami. It hasn't been a full year yet, and you chicken out since you think he doesn't need you? Since he doesn't care? And why did you erase everyone's memories of you? Do you have any idea that-"

"Tsuki."

"What?" he shouted.

Ren lowered his head. It's not like she wanted to know if he still remembered her.

"I... I don't like it when I'm with Ren! It hurts!"

"Hurts? What do you mean by that?" He motioned Ren to come closer, but it wasn't really needed when Ren pushed a button for it to go on speaker. Now, both of them could hear her.

"Keiko... Are you there?" he asked when she went quiet.

"I... Every time... every day... it's always unbearable! He... and... when *hic* she hiccuped.

"Keiko... calm down. Please?"

More silence. "I don't want to be- AHHHH!"

*CLICK!*

"Hey? Keiko? KEIKO!" Tsuki gritted his teeth loudly. "I guess I have to go to see what happened.

He was about to disappear until Ren grabbed on hold of him.

"I'm going to come with you."

Keiko was startled to see a man in front of her. Next to him was Vidka, arms folded and a mad expression was appearing on her face. Why?

"Vidka... who is that?"

The woman furrowed her eyebrows, looking wearily at the man next to her, but she shook her head. "He's... my ex. Keiko, meet Crésho." She pointed a hand to him. "He has something to give you."

The man held out a book (was it an album?). It had a red spine, but the cover was an egg shell white. Soft wisps of gold paint was painted, decorated as a border. He gave her a rusting key, already turning a copper orange. "Keiko, I heard from our Lord that you are thinking of sleeping." He smiled warmly at her. "Please, before you think about it, look at this."

She hesitated. "Why?" She bent down and sat on the floor. There was a lock. Sticking the key into the stubborn lock, trying to release it, she soon opened it with a click. When she opened the first page, she saw a baby. She flipped another page. There was a little girl with a boy. Another. The girl was with a boy with blond hair. On the same page, he gave the girl a stone. It looked like...

Keiko dropped it quickly and dug into her pocket. She compared the two. So it was the same.

"He gave me this stone," she said. She gasped. "Is this... what Kuon looks like?" She turned to Vidka.

She nodded. "Ren is Kuon, as you already know."

There was more. Keiko continued to turn the pages. There were more pictures of the girl, as she was shown growing up. She was soon shown her crying, her body flung over what looked like a security guard.

"I'll have my revenge!"

She flipped again. The teen was arguing with Ren, and another flip showed her with cherry cheeks, smiling at him.

It felt like hours before she saw the last page was her kissing Ren softly.

Why doesn't it hurt? I thought I loved Ren. Every time I think about him, I get a ridiculous feeling where I want to be near him and...

"Thank you."

"This girl... I could hear each of her words. With my voice in each one. Could it be...?"

Before she could say more, the album close abruptly. On it, it suddenly read the name, Mogami Kyoko.

That was enough to set it off. Keiko screamed, gripping her head. She was already on her knees, but she bent lower.

The album opened again, flipping all of its pages, releasing all of the pictures. They flew loudly, as if the wind was blowing them forcefully into the air. Eventually, they were skydiving into her head. All of the pictures came together to form a film in her head. It was a movie that was more than decades long, not an hour like most of the shows Tsuki gave her to see. But, it only took a split second for her to finish it.

As she was about to fall down onto her side, fainting again, she felt a familiar arm catch her. When she saw who it was, looking up, she smiled weakly at her savior.

"Ren, it's nice to see you again."

Closing her eyes, she began her deep slumber. She blocked the cry of her love, trying to wake her up, trying to stop her from falling asleep.

She let out a small tear.

"Good bye, Ren. I hope to see you again."

With that last thought in her head, every thing she remembered as Mogami Kyoko vanished.

I thought I would make it in time. I thought I could stop her, but I was too late. Ren bent down and kissed her softly. In the corner of his eyes, he saw an album with her name on it.

"Did you give for her to remember before she..." he gulped. He looked down at her sleeping face.

Vidka had her back towards him. "It was a last gift to her. Her memories back was the least I can do. And before you could complain, no, I couldn't have stopped her." She looked away and went to the door. "You'll see her again, don't worry."

Coming in between them, Tsuki lifted her away from Ren's arms. "Don't worry. When she wakes up, I'll tell you."

What happens if she forgets me again? That thought... Ren couldn't dare imagine what he would do if she forgot him a third time.