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Once Sayuri closed her eyes, Foust used flash step to go away for a minute. After a few seconds of flash stepping as fast as he could, he appearred in a meadow of flowers. In a hurry, he looked around for something in particular. With a few flash steps around, finally found what he was looking for, a little bundle of lilies. Foust picked them up, and then continued flash stepping around. He stopped by a bush, and looked closely. He saw a few roses on the bush, so he picked them, and started to go back to Sayuri. After a total of four minutes and a few seconds, Foust arrived back at the restraunt. Sitting back down by Sayuri, he grabbed her hand, and put the flowers in front of her sight. There were eight lilies, three red roses, and two white roses. He was hoping she would like them. "Open your eyes now." When he told her to open her eyes, he didn't notice he had two leaves visible in his hair.

A smile came across Foust's face after Sayuri kissed him. Not only from the kiss, but from seeing her happy. Foust knew that he would hate to see her unhappy. Thinking to himself,"Sayuri unhappy... That is something I don't want to see. I will do what it takes to make sure shedoesn't get unhappy." Even though this would be almost impossible, Foust wanted to try. He hated to see people sad people sad, so now he was going to do something about it.

Foust was still smiling, and enjoying the time he was spending with his love. Then, all of a sudden things got bad. Blurry images started appearing in his head along with a voice. The images came first, and Foust started to hold his head in pain. He slammed his head onto the table as the images came clear. It was an image of a cemetary, then a family. The image of the family started to go away until the only people in it was two kids. While he was seeing theses images his head felt like it was being drilled into. Shouting while holding his head, Foust said,"Ah my head, it hurts." Then, the voice came. He heard it clear in his head."Look at you, you're pitiful. Tell you what, come to Australia, and eveything will come clear. Hehe." After the voice in his head stopped, Foust remained with his head on the table, and his hands clutching his head. The pain was still there, but he had stopped yelling about it. not only was he in pain, but also confused.

((Hey, you may of thought it wasn't good, but I liked it. Now mine on the other hand isn't that great.))

Finally, the pain had stopped, and Foust was alright. He stood up as the bartender came close. The bartender was wanting to help him, but Foust was not himself at the moment. His bangs covered his eyes, and he now had a dark, more serious look. Thinking of what just happened, he knew what he had to do. Australia was definatelt his destination, and he was going there as soon as possible.

Turning to Sayuri with his dark look, he said,"I am terribly sorry, I better go now." Once he stopped talking, he set a bunch of money on the table to pay for the food, and the little accident. Before he could turn and leave, he looked at Sayuri's face,and said again,"I'm sorry." Then he vanished from using flash step. His mind was set on figuring what was going on out. The confusion in his head was now clouding his mind, and the voice that came to him was to blame.

A sudden spike in spirtual pressure could be felt at the bar. It was coming from it's roof, and Foust just couldn't control himself. He felt like he was losing everything. Remembering why he was out was hard for Foust. When he touched Arana and Sayuri, he somewhat remembered them. The clean clothes he was wearing before were laid out next to him on the roof. Now, he was once again wearing the bloody clothes in the thought that he would somehow remember what happened. His eyes were still unseen, but he had no tears anymore. "No more tears, no matter what," he whispered to himself.

Thinking hard, he ried to remember everything he couldn't. The mission he went on with Sayuri and Jake came to mind. He remembered saving Jake twice, and fighting alongside Sayuri. That day was when they first started to show their emotons for eachother. Then, he remembered their date. He felt bad for leaving like he did, but he had to of had a good reason. It ust wouldn't come to mind for some reason, but he did know it happened in Australia. "What happened to me? Why am I even still in this world if this is how it is going to be?" Saddened, he still didn't notice his spiritual pressure was raised.

Not even paying attention to his surroundings, he didn't see Sayuri on leap on the roof. His mind was elsewhere. Sayuri managed to tackle Foust, and once she did his spiritual pressure lowered to it's normal. As they fell down, the momentum made them slide down the roof. The tiles slid off the roof along the the two shinigami. Upon falling, Foust grabbed hold of Sayuri, wrapped his arms around her, and rotated his body so that he would hit the ground instead of her. There was a loud noise on the impact to the ground, followed by a little grunt from Foust. After a few pants, he let go of her, and said," Are you ok?" His spiritual pressure was normal, and he realized it needed to stay that way. The bloody clothes now had some sand on them, but he didn't care. Putting his pain aside, he worried more about Sayuri.

Releaved that Sayuri was fine, Foust let out a sigh. As she apologized, Foust shook his head no. " Don't say sorry, because it was a hard situation. You are who I care about most, though. I would happily do anything for you. I love you more than life itself." Then, Foust wrapped his left arm around her shoulders, and picked up her legs with his right. Next, he stood up, while holding her. This was when he noticed that they were by the hot springs behind the bar.

Walking over to a big rock near the hot spring, Foust set Sayuri down gently. Once he did, Arana quickly flew to him, tackling him into a roll. They rolled into the hot spring, and Arana shouted,"Yay, you're back!" Not mad at her at all, he petted her head. "Nice to see you aren't mad at me." Getting out of the hot spring with his clothes dripping and steam rising from his now wet hair, Foust walked over to Sayuri. She had his zanpakuto still, so he picked it up. Arana then went back into the sword. Now it was just the two of them by a hot spring at night.

Shaking his head back and fourth like a dog, he tried to get his hair dryer. It didn't really work, so he dealt with it. " Hey Sayuri, I know that you must have been crushed seeing me forget about you earlier. From the bottom of my heart, I am truly sorry."

Smiling, Foust walked closer to Sayuri's seat. Sitting next to her, his wet hair sliped into his eyes as he spoke,"Can you at least tell me why I have blood on these clothes? I have no idea, so if you know anything please tell me." Foust was serious at the moment. Not knowing something like this was bothering him. He woke up with blood on him,and anyone would be wanting to know what the story was about it. It was crucial to know it, but Foust was unlucky. Due to his memory loss, he lost all memories of it. If Sayuri would tell him, then it would stop eating away at his mind.