Hey there people! I hope you guys enjoyed the last chapter. I'm sorry if the last two chapters were kind of boring, but things will pick up again because soon, the conflict with Dartz will begin! So onward with chapter three!
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Alissa closed her bedroom door with a slam. That insensitive ass! Who the hell does he think he is? I have a right to find out who I was! She grabbed a pillow from her bed and threw it at the door in frustration. The pillow missed the door and collided with the bookshelf, sending a few books to the ground with a loud crash. She let out a calming breath and got on her knees to gather up the fallen books. She stopped when she came across a thickly bound book. The word "memories" was written across the front cover. Bingo! A scrapbook! She put the other books away then sat on her bed with the scrapbook in her lap. She flipped through the pages slowly, taking in every picture. Every picture was dated, the earliest going back to only September of the previous year. She stopped at one of the pictures and smiled. It was a picture of her with Yugi and the gang. They appeared to be sitting in a booth of a restaurant. Yugi and Tea were smiling happily at the camera. Tristan sat next to them with his tongue sticking out. Joey sat next to Tristan. He had his eyes crossed and French fries shoved up his nose. Alissa sat on the end next to Joey. One arm was outstretched holding the camera. She had two French fries shoved between her teeth. She stared at the picture for a little while longer before flipping the page. The next picture was of her with Yugi and the gang, as well as the Kaiba brothers. The group stood close together with the exception of Seto who stood out slightly to the side. Large smiles were painted across every face, except for Seto's, whose expression was his usual frown. Balloons and birthday decorations could be seen in the background. The next picture was of just Alissa and Seto. They were lying on a blanket, with the camera above them. One of Alissa's arms was stretched up, holding the camera. The other hand was entwined with Seto's. Alissa grinned at the camera. However, Seto's gaze was on Alissa. A small smile was on his face. A knock on her bedroom door pulled Alissa's attention away from the scrapbook.
"Alissa can I come in?" It was Seto.
"Uh yeah. Sure." The door opened soon after she responded and the brunet stood in the doorway. He entered her room with a guilty look on his face.
"Don't just stand there. You obviously came here to talk, so talk." Still as stubborn and hotheaded as ever, he thought.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you. I don't know what came over me." It was the truth. He had learned how to handle stressful and dangerous situations in a calm manner but ever since he met Alissa, he'd started to become more impulsive and stupid when it came to solving a problem.
"I didn't mean to upset you. I was worried something had happened to you. You're right. You have a right to try and get your memories back. I shouldn't try to stop you."
"It's okay. I'm sorry too. I should've asked first. You're being so considerate letting me stay here and I'm just being difficult and-."
"You have a right to be difficult." She shrugged and dropped her gaze back down to the scrapbook.
"Were we close?"
"What do you mean?"
"You said we were friends. Were we close?" He noticed where her gaze rested and sat next to her. He looked at the picture with a small smile.
"You could say that." She turned the page. The picture on the next page was another one of her and Seto. However, in this one, their lips were locked in a fierce kiss.
"We were together."
"Yeah, we were." She shut the scrapbook and pushed it off her lap. It hit the ground with a large crash. She rested her elbows on her knees and put her face in her hands. She squeezed her eyes shut in a desperate attempt to stop the tears of frustration from flowing freely down her cheeks.
"Alissa, it's okay. Don't be upset. It isn't your fault."
"No it isn't okay! I don't remember when any of these pictures were taken! I don't remember much of anything! I can't remember Yugi, I can't remember Tea, or Tristan, or Joey. I can't remember Mokuba and I can't remember us! Doesn't that upset you?"
"It isn't your fault that you can't-."
"Stop saying that! Why are you even being nice to me? I can't remember you; you should be upset with me! You obviously care about me a lot and I can't remember you in the slightest! What if my memories never come back?"
"They will."
"How do you know?"
"Because you're too stubborn to give up." His words made her fall silent. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his chest. She stayed still for a moment before hugging him back.
"I'm sorry." Her voice was muffled from her face being buried deeply in his shirt.
"Stop apologizing. It's okay. Everything will be fine Alissa, I promise."
"Thank you." The two stayed frozen in place for several seconds, like statues locked in an embrace.
"You should get some rest." She nodded at him and the couple pulled away. He stood and headed towards her door.
"Goodnight Seto."
"Goodnight Alissa."
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"Mom are we almost home?" The dark haired girl peered out the car window, her cheek pressed against the glass. She had spent the whole day with her mother for a "girl's day" and the constant running around was starting to take its toll on the ten year old.
"Almost Alissa. Now, I want you to go straight up to bed when you get home Alissa, understood?"
"But I promised Ben I'd help him build his model car when I got home," she said with a yawn.
"You can help him tomorrow."
"Okay Mamma." Alissa glanced outside the window and frowned. Smoke could be seen cutting across the purple and orange sky. "Mamma what is that?"
"Oh there must be a fire somewhere Sweetie. Don't worry about it. We're almost home then you can go up to bed." Alissa nodded and shut her eyes. Her mind started to wander. She was barely awake when she heard her mother gasp loudly.
"Oh my God!" Alissa sat up in her seat and gasped. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight in front of her. Their house was consumed by a blazing inferno. Firefighters surrounded the house and were desperately trying to put the fire out. As soon as their car was stopped, Alissa's mom jumped out of the car. She ran towards the house only to be stopped by one of the firefighters.
"No! My husband and son are in there! Let go!" Despite the firefighters hardest efforts, the fire raged on. Suddenly the house exploded, sending glass and splinters of wood into the air.
"Daddy! Ben!"
Alissa sat up, breathing heavily. Tears were streaming freely down her face. She drew her knees into her chest with a small sob. What she just experienced wasn't a dream. It was a memory.
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Alissa sat on her bed with the scrapbook again. She flipped through the pages in a desperate attempt to bring back the forgotten memories. A knock sounded on her door.
"Come in." Seto pushed the door open with his shoulder and entered her room. His arms were filled with DVDs and games.
"Are you okay? You don't look well."
"I just didn't sleep well." By the way she spoke, he could tell that she wasn't telling him everything. He frowned and set the things in his arms on the ground. He came to sit on the bed next to her.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"No. No, I'm fine." She shut the scrapbook and went to kneel next to the pile of things Seto brought in. "What is all this stuff?"
"Some DVDs and games that you liked. I thought that if you watched or played some of them it would help you remember." She smiled softly.
"Thank you." He came to kneel next to her as she continued to sort through the pile.
"Uno Attack was your favorite," he said, pulling it out of the pile. "Much to my displeasure, you were a master at it. You beat me nearly every time we played."
"I bet I can still beat you."
"Is that a challenge?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Are you scared?" He smirked.
"Of course not. I'll be happy to engage in an Uno match with you. You're probably just a washed up has been now anyway."
"Hm, are you always this charming?"
"Of course. It's a shame that you forgot about my charisma."
"Such a shame." The sarcasm in her voice made the brunet grin. He was happy that she had managed to keep her sarcastic and strong personality despite losing her memories. The way that they always went head to head made his heart beat faster. She was a worthy opponent that he very much enjoyed going up against.
"Well, are we going to play or what?" He took the cards out of the shooter and shuffled them quickly. He gave her and himself seven cards before placing the deck back in its original place.
"Of course. You go first."
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"Looks like I win again," Alissa said with a grin. "How many times is that now? Four times? I thought you said I'm a washed up has been."
"Hmph, you just got lucky."
"Oh please. Luck had nothing to do with it. It was all skill."
"Your modesty is compelling." She smirked at him before turning her attention to the pile of games and DVDs.
"What else did you bring me?" He moved himself closer to search through the pile with her. He kneeled close enough to her that she could feel the heat coming off his body.
"I like your pin." The sudden sound of her speaking brought his attention to her. He looked down at the pin she had given to him for Christmas. He noticed how her gaze had not left the pin. Does she remember something?
"Do you remember giving it to me?" She shook her head then pulled her gaze away. He stared at her for a moment before grabbing her hand to pull her closer. He removed the pin from his coat and began to fasten it to her shirt.
"What are you doing?"
"You gave this to me for good luck. Maybe having it will help you remember something."
"I don't want to take it from y-."
"You can give it back to me when you get your memories back."
"You mean if."
"I mean when." She smiled softly and ran a hand over the smooth surface of the pin.
"Thank you."
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Well there we go people, chapter three is done. I'm sorry that the first three chapters have been so short and uneventful. But I promise, next chapter things will pick up. I have a lot planned and hopefully it'll be unexpected:P Anyway, I'll talk to you all in the next update. Love you all!