Sweaty Guys Illegal Thighs

Remember Me

It was 8:00 PM and I was in the hospital in a room with people I didn't know. I felt like I've known them though, but that was just a feeling. I couldn't recall any memory whatsoever about them. They said I knew them and they even knew things about me like having a little brother, how I play volleyball, and my torn ligament during summer. Taru and Dad walked in and the tall blond in glasses asked to be alone with me. Dad was hesitant, but Taru trusted him and nodded to dad letting him know the blond can be trusted.

Everyone cleared the room and closed the door as the tall male made his way to my bedside. He had a bored expression that became serious all of a sudden, "The girl that kidnapped you," he began, "can you describe her?" I put a finger on my chin, "Umm. She had brown hair and dark brown eyes. Her hair was down to the middle of her back. Why," I asked. He sighed and growled, scaring me, "H-hey, why did you wanna know," I stuttered. "I know who did this. She's gunna pay for this," he curled his hands into fists. "She's on the television," I said pointing at the box in the corner of the room, "I called the police after I escaped from her basement."

He looked at the screen and his face went back to a bored expression, "Well at least you're safe now water-girl." I flinched, "Why did you call me that?" He turned to face me, "You're the co-manager. You fill up water bottles and give us towels." He walked back to my side, "Please, try to remember. Remember your friends, the fun times you had with them, remember me..." He held my hand and placed my knuckles on his forehead, "You don't know how much it irritates me. How it irritates everyone. Remember us." He placed my hand down and turned to walk away, "I'll see you tomorrow."

Everyone flooded back into the room but the blond. Dad and Taru walked up to my bedside and helped me sit up and take the oxygen mask off my face. "You're ok right? Nothing hurt right," dad began to check me for anything abnormal. "I'm fine dad. Fit as a fiddle, the only thing that was wrong was a truth serum injected into me and exhaustion from running, and lack of food," I nervously chuckled realizing that sounded kinda bad. Dad got my shoes and bag from Iwa-chan to put them on me and go. "I'll catch up dad. I just wanna say thanks to everyone that worried about me and showed up," I requested.

He nodded, "I'll go get the car ready. Taru, stay with your sister." I began to thank everyone as they walked out the room, "What is his name," I whispered to Taru. "That's Ennoshita, Nishinoya, and Tanaka," he whispered back. I said thanks for worrying and they hugged me, "We finally got a hug," they whisper yelled. Ennoshita pulled on their jerseys to get them off of me, "Stop taking advantage of her in her state. You know she'll remember and get upset." He pushed them out the door and put a hand on my head, "I hope you get your memory back." I smiled and said goodbye to everyone as they left.

"Do I get a hug too (f/n)-chan~" Oikawa asked with his arms open. I was about to hug him until Iwa-chan karate chopped his head, "You heard the other guy earlier. She'll get her memory back and she'll get mad." "So rude Iwa-chan! That hurt," he yelled rubbing his head. Iwa-chan put a hand on my shoulder, "Hope you get your memories back soon." After saying bye to them, Taru and I walked out with my belongings and made our way to the car.

~~~~~~~~Time Skip to the Morning~~~~~~~~

*Beep beep! Beep beep!*

"Huh? Daddy? My head hurts," I groaned waking up in my room. "Umm... Its Taru, and I got it sis," Taru said getting out from my bed. I tried getting up, but Taru pushed me back down, "Dad says you get to stay home and I have to watch over you. You can go back to sleep."

I decided to get out of bed and walk to the kitchen to get something to eat. I got water and Taru heated up some leftovers as I changed into regular clothes for the day. I stayed in bed resting... well, I was playing video games and trying to process yesterday's events. Taru would come in to check up on me every once and awhile when he was doing chores. I offered to help him, but he kept telling me to rest. I hate being stuck in bed, which lead me to play video games in bed.