She started to wake up. She heard voices outside of the door.

"Poor girl, found her bloody on the street." A man said

"You did the right thing by bringing her home, husband. Who knows how long she laid there? And she's already been out of it for 3 days sense." The woman who obviously was his wife answered.

Bloody? On the street? Three days? Are they talking about me? The girl thought to herself. She slowly blinked open her eyes. She was in an unfamiliar room. She turned her head to look at the door from where she heard the voices on the other side.

"She suffered a severe blow to the head and appeared to be pierced through the chest by a sword, the girl is lucky that she is still alive. Good news is that she wasn't sexually violated in anyway. Hopefully with the medicine and care you've been providing, she will wake up soon. However, I would not be surprised if she experiences some memory loss due to her severe head trauma." Another male voice declared.

"Thank you, for everything that you've done doctor." The first male spoke again.

"I'll be leaving now. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call." His voice faded as he walked away.

The girl looked back up at the ceiling. She felt her eyelids grow heavy once again, and she fell back into a deep slumber.

Light was shining in through the cracks of the blinds and fell heavy on her eyelids. Her eyes fluttered as she opened them to the same ceiling that she had seen before. Where am I? The girl heard the door open to her right and she turned to look. A maid-servant stood in the doorway. When she had seen that the young lady had finally awoke she called for her master.

"Kyouraku-sama! Kyouraku-sama! The young lady has her eyes open!" The servant girl yelled excitedly. Said young lady flinched at the loud voice and took a deep breath. It was then she heard and excited pair of feet that seemed to be heading in her direction. She tried to sit up in bed, but found that it was too painful.

"You are right, Asuko-san, please bring in some food and tea for our guest, I'm sure she would like some." Said Kyouraku-sama. "Hello there, child," he spoke gingerly to the girl, "you have been asleep for almost a week here at my home. I am Kyouraku Daisuke, I am the one who found you and brought you here. My dear wife's name is Kyouraku Akemi. She went out in town at the moment buying a kimono. She will be upset that she was not here to see you wake up."

The girl's brain slowly processed everything the man was saying. She looked up at him with hazy eyes. She managed a small smile. "Thank you." She barely was able to whisper.

"You are weak. You were attacked, we assume, and left to bleed to death in the street. I just happened to walk by."

The girl looked back up at the ceiling. What happened to me? I don't remember anything. I'm sure my parents will be worried about me. Wait… do I have parents? What are their names? Where do I live? What is MY name? All these questions came all at once to her, and she realized with horror that she didn't have an answer to any of them. She felt tears well up and she began to sob. She sobbed because she didn't know who she was. She sobbed out of embarrassment she felt in front of this kind gentleman. She sobbed because it was an automatic action her body took against her and she wasn't able to stop.

The older man looked down on her. He could see she was terrified, but of what he didn't know.

"Calm yourself, child. We mean you no harm. You are safe with us." The young girl looked at him and smiled through her tears. She could only say what she had said before,

"Thank you."

It was then that Asuko-san had brought in some food and tea for the young lady. Asuko helped the girl sit up in bed so that it wouldn't bring her too much pain and set the bed tray in her lap. The girl looked at the food. She was feeling quite hungry. The tray had a variety of foods: fresh fruit, eggs, ham, toast, orange juice and green tea with honey. The girl looked up at Asuko-san and said the only thing she seemed to be able to say that day, "Thank you." Asuko left the room and Kyouraku-sama said, "please, eat as much as you can. I will be back here soon." Then he left the room. The girl ate everything in front of her. She guessed she hadn't had any nourishment since she had been attacked. Well, she was going to assume, along with her caretakers that she had been attacked, seeing as she had no idea what actually happened to her.

The young lady was feeling nice and full when the master of the house came back in with the same servant girl. Asuko gathered up the dishes and tray and immediately walked back out of the room. The master gazed at the young girl. All she did was look at her hands that were on her lap. She didn't know what to say or do. How do you thank someone for this level of kindness? How do you repay something like that? What is going to happen to her now? She doesn't know if she has a home or a family.

"Tell me child, what is your name?" the man asked. The girl simply looked at him and blinked. Shit, I don't know my name.

"It's, ummm. It's uh…" think! Think! What is your name? She looked up at her savior. "I'm sorry sir, I don't know my name." She wanted to cry again but wouldn't let herself.

"So your memory has been affected then?" the girl looked up at him again, "the doctor said that this would probably happen. Luckily, you did have a necklace on with the name 'Saya' on it. We are assuming that is your name."

The girl liked the sound of that name. It did seem familiar in a way.

"It seems familiar." The girl said.

"Good then, from now on you will be Saya." Kyouraku-sama stated with a smile. Saya looked up at him and gave him an appreciative smile. It was good to have a name. "Do you remember anything that happened to you, Saya-san?" the man questioned. Saya looked back down at her hands. Her brow furrowed when she was unsuccessful at bringing up even the slightest memory.

"I'm sorry sir, I don't." She stated weakly. She felt so ashamed. But why? She didn't need to feel that way; it wasn't her fault that she was in this position.

"Do not fear, Saya-san. We will sort things out." Kyouraku-sama could see that fatigue was once again taking over the young girl. "Please, rest now. I will call the doctor for you the next time you wake."

"Thank you, Kyouraku-sama." Saya said as sleep once again claimed her mind and body.

When she woke, she could tell that it was evening time. The sun was low in the sky making the rays that shone through her blinds long and orange colored. She smelled food and thought that it must be dinner time. She didn't know what to do. Should she stand up? The thought crossed Saya and she had the notion that it might be a good idea. She weakly threw the covers off of her and swung her legs over the side of the bed. It was then she noticed a mirror across from her. She looked in it. Saya did not recognize the girl staring back at her. So I even forgot my own looks? She mused to herself. She studied herself for a few moments. She looked young, but not like a child. She looked about the age of 20-year-old girl. She had golden locks and sparkling blue eyes. Her skin was pale from lack of sunlight, and her body looked weak and frail due to the attack it had sustained as well as the lack of movement. That's when she noticed bandages appearing atop the V in her sleeping kimono. She looked down and parted her kimono a little more to get a better look. Her chest was bandaged from just below her collar bone down past her belly button. How badly was I attacked? For what reason would someone come after me? Succumbing to the fact that she wasn't going to be able to answer those questions, she decided to attempt standing. She quickly realized what a bad idea that turned out to be when she fell on her hands and knees to the floor with a loud "thud" and vocal "aahh!"

She heard several pairs of feet running down the hall and her door flung open to reveal the master of the house, the servant girl Asuko, and another beautiful woman who Saya had not seen before.

"Dear me, child! What are you trying to do? Knock yourself out again?" the woman sounded concerned as she rushed to help the heap-of-a-girl up and back into bed.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I thought that maybe I could stand. I guess I was wrong."

"Now, now dear, we don't want you hurting yourself, or re-opening those wounds you have, do we?"

"No ma'am," Saya said as the woman helped Saya pull the blankets up to her waist.

"I am the lady of the house, Kyouraku Akemi." She said while smiling down at Saya.

"It's very nice to meet you, Lady Kyouraku. I am Saya."

"Oh! You remembered your name? How lovely!" Saya looked down right after she said this.

"No mi'lady, your honored husband told me it was on a necklace you found on my person."

"Oh well dear, don't worry about it. I'm sure your memories will come back to you in no time." Saya looked up and received the warm smile this woman had bestowed on her. Saya felt more comfortable. This woman was very motherly, and that made Saya feel at ease. "Bring in some food for Saya-san, Asuko-chan."

"Yes mi'lady," answered the servant girl.

"And bring in the Lord's and mine's dinner as well. We shall eat in here with Saya-san tonight."

"Yes mi'lady."

"Oh Lady Kyouraku, I would hate to be any more of a burden than I already am. Please mi'lady, I'm sure you would enjoy your dinner much more if you ate in the comfort of your own dining room." Spoke Saya, now not feeling so much at ease.

"Nonsense! I would love to eat with you in here, I would have not said anything if I did not want to do it!"

Saya smiled once again. She could tell she was going to enjoy the lady of the house. She seemed a bit odd, but her warmth and kindness could be felt throughout the manor, Saya was sure of it.

The night was filled with The Lord and Lady of the house telling Saya about their two boys, and all the trouble they seemed to get into when they were young. Saya laughed so many times at all their hilarious stories, and the antics their second son, Shunsui, seemed to pull. They informed Saya that he was now the captain of the 8th division in the 13 protection squads within the Sereitei. At first, it seemed hard to believe that this lazy (and lecherous!) troublemaker they were describing could go so far, but after a while, she started to have a feel for this man. He sounded insightful and very intelligent, although still lazy and flirtatious. Saya wanted to meet this man. Their older son sounded interesting as well. His name was Michi and he was a successful business man in Rukongai, or the area that surrounded the Sereitei. He seemed to have some sort of connection with a lot of the aristocracy that lived in the first 3 districts of Rukongai. Either way, Saya truly wanted to meet both of these young masters.

It started to become late. Saya wanted her Lord and Lady to continue, but they could tell she was growing tired. They decided to call it a night.

"Goodnight, Saya. We will see you in the morning." Said Akemi-sama.

"Don't worry, we'll have you up and about in no time," said Daisuke with a wink.

Saya smiled and felt her eyelids grow heavy. She was in a deep sleep before she knew it