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You would never know by looking up at the sky that you were stuck on that god forsaken island. It was what Young loved about the rooftop of the tower. Complete with a garden and irritating singing birds, simulating happiness atop of a land of immortal monsters.

The boy with striking strawberry hair looked up at the sun, squinting through the blinding light in hopes of seeing something, anything, to set his mind at ease. It was a ritual for him, like prayer, a constant date that was upheld no matter what the weather or world might throw at the young boy.

"Nash", he tried, tasting the word on his parched lips."Clarke", he tried again, but the word still didn't seem quite right. To Young, the hourly appointment of laying atop of the tower and mumbling names at the sun held only one true purpose.

To remember his own name.

Young shook so hard at the sound of a strangers voice that he bumped his head on cement rooftop. His face contorted in pain as he messaged his scalp with calloused hand, slowly rising up from the ground and onto his knees. At the sight of a pretty red headed girl Young lost all train of thought, and a small curse escaped his lips, be it from the pain of the sudden goose egg on the top of his curly hair or the fact that he'd never seen a girl with such vibrant ruby hair.

"I-I", he began, finding it hard to form words. He'd been out in the sun all day, basking in the non-exsistant memories of his past, and it was possible that the sun was beginning to get to him. The girl glowed, as if her body was basked in a brilliant light, a halo, a glimmering shine, yet it may have simply been from starring up at the sun all.

"I", he tried again, "I don't remember. I mean... I'm trying to remember a name.. Because I don't remember.".

An embarrassing blush came to his pale cheeks as he looked the girl up and down one last time, "If any of that makes sense", he mumbled, a small smile taking form on his cheeks

For the first time in a long while Young smiled, a genuine smile that flaunted his perfect teeth, for a split second.

"Not exactly", he mumbled with a small shrug of his narrow shoulders, "But let's go with that".

There was something about this girl, the one with the short cropped red hair and a beautiful smile that made him at ease, in a way that starring up at the sun simply couldn't.

"How'd you get Grey from Tango?", he laughed, drawing shapes in the gravel with his boney fingers, "Grey, its just... so dark"

Young nodded in agreement, starring at the ground as she spoke, her words truly resonating with him.

"It's...", he paused for a moment, images of a boat travelling across a dark night, and blood, so much blood, "It's a long story, maybe another time".

To say Young was distant would be a complete understatement, because, he was truly broken.

"You can call me Young. It's what they call me, or, Knox... I guess", a small smile creepy across his narrow cheeks once again, "Like Knoxville, my parents loved America". His Dutch lit was strong as the words flowed from his dried lips.

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A small laugh escaped his lips and he lightly tapped his head, try to simulate a loss of memory.
"Three years, I think. Or from what I gather from the Scientists"

Once again he examined her, his soft hazel eyes searching her face for signs, trying to determine how long she'd been there, wether she was "born" on the island or had been taken as he had.

"How about you, Red?", he asked with a sweet smile, still shaking from his nerves, it wasn't often that he spoke to anyone who wasn't poking and prodding him with needles. "You've been stuck on this s*ht hole for long?"

"Damn...", Young trailed off, finding it impossible to imagine being raised on this island, never experiencing the outside world. Even if Knox couldn't remember his past, it was a comforting thought to know that he'd experienced life, even if his memories were selective. "Sorry to gawk", he blushed again, "I just... can't imagine what's that like... I'm 16 too, "ish" anyway".

"So, Red. What do you for fun around here?", he mumbled with a soft smile, a sparkling light in his deep set brown eyes.

The idea of getting away from the Scientists sparkled something in Young's heart, it was a dangerous fear, and an unwelcoming resentment.
"I-I", he mumbled again, "I've never really been outside of the tower, just... the roof", he said with a sweet laugh.

"But, yeah", he soothed, his foreign lit so different compared to her soft spoken words, "I'd like that".

"Look at me", he laughed nervously, "Excitement is my middle name".
Young took one last long look up at the sun, pondering names in his head.
Nothing. As there always was, there had to be an easier way.

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Just on the opposite side of the roof rested a normal man with a not so normal heart condition. Laid out on the gravel that made up the floor of the roof John sighed. His shirtless frame revealed the patchwork of dark red veins across his chest while he sunbathed. A tune was being whistled through his lips, the tune British in nature gave the feeling of fun times to be had. With a slight stretch a faint crack could be heard. "Oh that feels great." John said out loud unaware of the female's presence.

John sat up quickly at the sound of the squeak of terror. Getting to his feet he grabbed his shirt from the railing and ran towards the sound. "What's going on?" He said, taking in the sight of the pale woman and the umbrella drifting downwards. With a quick leap his fingers clenched onto the edge of the umbrella as his body connected with the gravel. His other hand gripped the edge to keep from falling off, a gust of wind from the south made it twice as difficult. Slowly John slid back inch by inch until he rolled over onto his back. "I do believe you dropped this." He said with a charming smile.

Opening up the umbrella John gave it a twirl before handing it back to the pink haired female handle first. "Here you go." His ever charming smile still present although he could clearly see the look on the woman's face. "Name's John only been here three days." He said with a soothing voice. "Do you have a name stranger?" John stared at the woman, his bright eyes studying every aspect of the woman. Seconds passed before another gust of wind had him pull his shirt back on.

"Pay no mind to the marks on my chest." John had said after watching her blink repeatedly. Upon hearing her name he looked away for a brief second. "Okay memorized, Yui." Each word was said with a smile so charming it was infectious. "Are you a west or a north? I myself am a west I'm pretty sure you knew that not much sense in stating the obvious." The last few words were said to himself. A bit of laughter was being held back as John watched Yui. "Oh and by the way you have a very lovely name," His british accent thick each word.

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you." John said, his hand was about to shoot out to offer a hand shake but upon seeing how she was acting decided it might be left for another time. "So tell what's it like, from what i hear from the other west's all the north's are close to perfect, which that much I can see is true." His smile was award winning at this point, he had no hidden agenda, simply trying to make Yui feel more comfortable around him. "I also have heard that I probably should have stayed back in London and not agreed to come here no matter what rare heart condition I have."

"Yeah London. Where the streets are paved well yet you could still find a few cobbled ones here and there. The weather is always moody from to rain to fog and back again but everyone well mostly everyone tries to have a good time. The food is good the sports are great unless your a liverpool fan." John chuckled at the last bit. "The people you meet and befriend will be your mates for life or at least until one of you dies. The fun to be had in London is wild and wonderful to say the least." His words ran smooth as cream. "Now I know it sounds wonderful and you may be wondering why I would ever leave such a place, well truth be told I had no other choice. It was either stay there and die in a year from my heart condition or come here and get experimented on with the slight chance I live to see my next birthday."

"Well I like being alive and making people happy, from what I hear this place could use some cheering up." John smiled once more yet his eyes betrayed the sadness that he would die soon had he not taken this offer. "Seems like even some as beautiful as you could use some cheering up." As he said this John reached out to offer his hand to her. "So while I try and cheer you up on this sunny day let's be friends."

"Aha so you can smile." John's eyes held the same charm as his smile. His hand was still outstretched up till the point when Yui backed away with a quickness he had never seen. Seconds passed before John realized that it was the offer of a hand shake that caused the retreat. "Oh I'm really sorry." John said sincerely as he let his hand drop to his side. "Hopefully this might make you feel more comfortable." He said as he took two steps back.

John watched the entire scene play out in front of him. Something bad must have happened, he thought. Yet he quickly pushed the thought aside and gave a smile. Taking another step back John repeated the motion of shaking an invisible hand. "Well now that that part is settled allow me to at least tell you my real name not the one that I am supposed to be using. Wave Harrow Tennagen here to brighten up your day, not physically as it seems you don't like the sunlight that much." John gave a bow towards Yui. "Now then it is a promise that I will aim to make you reveal a full smile, and I fail well then it only means I'll have try harder tomorrow." John smiled and gave cheerful laugh.

John stayed still for a moment his smile gone as he stayed in deep thought. His smile returned as he found something to say. "Well if we are going to be friends we might as well get to know each other. You know my name where I'm from, and the only things I know about you are your lovely name and that you are rather beautiful." His smile was so charming at this point that even the cold depths of space would warm up for him. "So care to play the question game? You ask a question then I ask a question."

"Great." John smiled widely. "Well then since I offered the game I shall ask the first question." John began to pace back and forth his hands at his sides. Seconds turned to minutes before John stopped pacing. "Alright first question what is your favorite food to eat?" Something simple was always a good way to start.


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"Nice choice, pineapples are more my thing, can't get enough of the stuff." John smiled and took one step forward yet quickly stepped to the side to even out the distance. Stretching his arms up John slowly made his way to the floor. Once there he leaned back to rest on his elbows. Both his smile and eyes stayed fixed on Yui. "Now then it is your turn to ask. So ask away nothing is off limits."

"What's it like to be born?" He repeated the question and began to ponder a goo response. "It's hard to describe simply because no one remembers when their born it just happens, I mean some people record it since it's a happy moment. But to be born as put in to description is like living in london wild and wonderful. Sometimes things don't go according to plan. You may be born early or late small or big healthy or sick the list goes on but it still is a happy feeling put into others when born." John smiled hoping the answer was good. "My turn, what are you doing on the roof?"

"Ah, well then sorry to have ruined your peaceful alone time." John said. As he laid out on the gravel his eyes fixed onto the sky above. A once rich blue was starting to tear revealing flecks of crimson and gold as the sun had past it's high point and began to make it's way towards the horizon. Closing his eyes John inhaled deeply which was a rather bad idea as it caused him to start coughing. With each cough the taste of iron filled his mouth as he tried to hold back any blood from getting past his lips. "It's your turn." He said through coughs.

He pondered the question again. " I could and I shall." John smiled once more before closing his eyes. "Closed as you wish." He laughed a bit as his coughing had subsided. He began to hum a tune unsure of what was to happen. Resting his head onto his hands John enjoyed the cool breeze that floated gently up past the roof.

"Your not very quiet you know." John smiled and try as he might could not hold back his laughter. The crunch of gravel faded and he opened his eyes with a smile. Turning his head he stared at the pure white handkerchief, it's blue stitches embroidered in such a complex and intricate pattern. "Almost as beautiful as you." He said. Reaching out he took hold the handkerchief, it felt soft against his skin. "Judging from how spectacular this looks it must be important to you, so why give it to me?"

"Well then I shall try to keep it clean and intact." John said as he began to fold it neatly. A few seconds later he tucked the handkerchief into his pocket. Sitting up John turned so that he faced Yui. "You still have yet to ask your question, and surely you don't find it shocking me giving you compliments." John said mentioning the slight change in her expression every time he mentioned her beauty.

John watched the darkness wash over Yui's cheeks before his smile grew wider and kinder. "Ah so that's the way it's going to be." He laughed a bit, friendly teasing to be honest. "Fair enough then it is my turn. Hmmm." He began to think and think seconds turned to minutes before a grin formed on his face as a thought came. "You have been blushing and I find it rather beautiful." He said to see her reaction. "Now for my question, Does your blush and the fact you are avoiding eye contact with me have anything to do with me complimenting you?"

John tried once then twice before letting his cheerful laughter ring out. It lasted minutes to convey a message not of teasing but of joy. "Never have I thought I could have this effect on someone."His laughter continued for a bit before he stopped slowly. "I am sorry for laughing but I am laughing at the situation not at you." John smiled before standing. Once on his feet he took two steps towards her before laying back down on the ground. "It is your turn to ask a question."

John's grin returned as the thought to tease just once more popped into his head. Getting up as quietly as possible John sneaked around till he could see Yui's face and the redness of her cheeks. "I see your still blushing beautiful." John said as he stared directly at her. "I hope all that redness in your cheeks and quietness means your deep in thought about your question as it is your turn."

"Sure." John said his serious side taking over. Having no ill wishes against Yui he took another step towards her before standing directly behind her."Let's see what the damage is hopefully it won't be anything to serious."

John stared at Yui's pale skin for just a moment before his eyes fixed on the small redness near the bottom towards the left. "Hmm a bit of redness here just above your waist. Nothing to big but it is definitely a bruise." John reached out and when his fingers were just inches away from her skin he stopped. "I could rub that spot to try and massage it but that would mean me touching you. Would you like me to or not?"

"Sorry that was wrong to ask." John said as he watched the quick events unfold. His only reaction was to take a step back hoping to at least calm Yui down. His eyes watched Yui go towards the stairway door and sighed. His smile returned."Well if you ever want to finish our game come find me yeah?"

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