Chapter one
.Lost Memory.

“How long has it been?” he wondered, looking outside the window, wondering how he came to be. “5 years eh?” he said.

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“So what are you gonna do now?” Someone asked, “I dunno yet.” Ichigo replied. “Wanna get married?” the same person said giggling a bit, Ichigo was both surprised and speechless. “You and me?” he asked.

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“That person, who was she?” Ichigo said. “I cant…” he continued on thinking placing his hand to his face. “I cant…” he continued. “Remember her.” He sighted, he stood up, went to the comfort room and washed his face. “That girl, will I ever meet her.” He wondered of looking himself at a mirror seeing a masked being, “A dream?” he wondered. “Missed me your highness?!” The sickest voice said. “Your highness?” Ichigo asked. “Well you are still king right?” the being continued. “King?” Ichigo asked now all confused. “Well it’s no use reminding you since you cant remember at all” the masked being said. “What?” Ichigo asked now all pumped up. “But do remember this.” The masked being said slowly moving out from the mirror, into Ichigo’s bathroom. “I will and I will be you.” Ichigo fell down the floor scared like a child. “Me?” Ichigo asked as the masked being devoured him.

“waaaaa!” breathing heavily waking up all sweaty. “A dream, I knew it was. “ Ichigo made sure. “But it felt so real.” Ichigo continued, placing his right hand on his face, crying. Crying… Ichigo was crying…
It has been five years since everything simple went complicated. “Ichigo.” Keigo said jumping Ichigo, “Morning.” Ichigo said. “HUH?” Keigo wondered. “Hey, you didn’t hit me today.” Keigo said as Ichigo looked back Mizuiro somehow agreed, Ichigo was bothered by something and both Mizuiro and Keigo knows. “have I always?” Ichigo said feeling all the guilt he keeps at once. “Something wrong Ichi?” Mizuiro asked. “No it’s okay, I mean, yeah, it’s cool” he said walking ahead. “Waaaa! It’s Inoue-chan, isn’t she the cutest, She’s my girlfriend.” Keigo said in exaggeration. “You’re way over your head don’t you think” Mizuiro teased. “Why don’t you just agree with me” Keigo continued to argue with Mizuiro and so did he.

Ichigo stopped for a moment then looked at Inoue, “What am I missing here” he wondered. “Has it always been this way?” He asked him self pounding the wall front of him. “Why…” Ichigo said. “Why do I feel so lost.” Ichigo continued.