Its so dark...

I can't see... Who am I again?

Oh right.. My name is.. um.. Arthur... Kirkland...?

Yes, that's right...

Where am I?

"Arthur!"

Who's there?!

"Hes waking up!"

Waking up...?

Suddenly, I'm falling

"AH!"

My body jerks

I open my eyes to see someone on top of me

Blue eyes that shine like stars stare at me

"ARTHUR! THANK GOD!" the stranger hugs me tightly

"Please... you're suffocating me..."

He lets go and is dragged off the bed I'm lying on by a blonde haired man with lilac-colored eyes

"What makes you think you can touch MY Arthur just like that?!" He fumes

"Who said he was yours in the first place?!" The blue eyed boy responds

They're.. fighting over me? Who are these two?

"Um.. am I in a hospital?"

They stop fighting and look at me

"Yes...you slipped into a coma," The lilac eyed man, who has a thick French accent, explained "If you had died, I don't know what I would do." He made a distressed pose

The blue eyed blonde smiled, "Good thing I was there to be your hero." I think hes American

"It's your fault he was in a coma in the first place!" The french man yelled

"What happened?" I ask

The American looked down at his feet, "I may have hit you in the head with a baseball bat, but it was late at night and I thought you were an intruder. I ran you to the hospital just in time."

"Thank you.. but uh.. " I say awkwardly "If you don't mind me asking... Who are you two?"

"A..amnesia?!" The American exclaimed "So

"It appears that way." The doctor explained

"This is all your fault, trying to be a 'hero'! Now my mouton noir de l'amour doesn't know who I am!"

"Your what?" I ask him, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed

"He said 'my black sheep of love'." A quiet voice answers

For the first time I noticed a blonde boy with violet eyes sitting on one of the guest chairs

"...Matthew?"

Matthew looks surprised, so do the other two.

"You remember me?" Matthew blushes

The French man looks furious

"Of coarse I remember you! You're my best friend."

Matthew looks down, "Not exactly..."

The French man stands up, "We should remind him of who we are, and how important I am to him."

Matthew gets up as well, "I'm your.. boyfriend." He blushes again

"My name is Francais Bonnefoy and I am your fiance." The French man, Francais, explained (again making a dramatic pose)

"And I'm your husband Alfred F Jones!" The American exclaimed "I'm your number one hero!"

I can't believe what I've just heard