This is just part of my 30 day OTP Challenge. Sorry if the story is not match for your liking. :( I do not own the main characters in the story. There are only a few characters in the story that I originally made and added. This is only my original fan fiction of Special A's Yahiro and Megumi, so credits go to the author of the manga.

I woke up in the middle of the night with a shock due to a severe nightmare. My head's extremely aching and throbbing. I could feel sweat trickling down my temples to my cheeks. I wiped them off with the back of my hand and let out a groan. I found myself desperately gasping for air. The loud and deep sounds of my breath echoing the room. I buried my face in my hands.

As soon as I caught my breath, I glanced at the clock sitting on my side table. 2:54 am. I exhaled deeply as I slowly stand and walk across the dark room reaching for the door.

I felt the cold metal door knob make contact with my fingertips and grasped it tight, leaning my weight against the door. My head still continues to throb, as if it would explode any minute now. My mind can't concentrate. It keeps on prickling. I could hear someone screaming. I let go of the door knob and clutched my head and and slid down to the floor. The scream was getting louder and louder. I want it to stop. Somebody stop the noise. My head kept on throbbing until I could feel something hot. The screams won't stop. It just continues to sound louder and more irritating. After a while, I realized the screams were mine.

I was so stressed. I'm sweating bullets, my eyes tightly shut it's starting to hurt, my head's throbbing so hard, I feel something prickling and burning , I'm locked up in this dark and cold room, I'm sleepy, I'm dizzy, I'm gasping for air. Water. I need water. Help me. Is someone there? Why can't anyone hear my painful screams?

I continued to shout until help comes to my rescue. After a while, I realized no one's coming. Why isn't anyone coming? Nobody cares for me? I'm too fatigued to think and complain. Am I gonna die here? How sad. I felt my eyelids flutter and then slowly close down. My energy's drained. Then my body fell flat to the floor. I couldn't move my body at all. I just lay there on the cold ground, still feeling the burning sensation torturing my insides and my skin.

The room went dead-silent, but somewhere from a far distance I could hear footsteps hurrying in climbing up the stairs. I was really losing consciousness. The footsteps are getting louder, nearer. I closed my eyes, trying to shut down my senses and waiting for death. I was ready to die. I would be happier to die now rather that experiencing this living hell.

The door banged open. "MEGUMI!" I heard someone cry. Mom? No, it was a man's voice, but I couldn't remember whose voice it was.

Warm arms cradled my fragile body. I felt all the pain double. I groaned in pain. The arms cradled me tighter, making our chests touch, our heartbeats being felt by each other.

"Megumi! Megumi, you're burning! Megumi are you okay?" His voice cracked, obvious worry filled his words. A hand caressed my left cheek wiping the sweat and tears that glistened on my face. Such a kind man. I couldn't pay attention to him. My eyes remained closed. I wanted to respond. No. No I'm not okay. But his sweet hands are slightly smoothing the pain away. I couldn't respond to this kind man. Instead, I leaned my face on his hand.

"Megumi, do you want water?" He continued to stroke my cheek with his thumb. I felt my body rise and came contact to my soft bed. My eyes remained closed while the same hand held mine.

He let go of my hand and exited the room. It's such a waste. How can I not remember the voice and the name of such a kind, sweet gentleman? But for some reason, he knows me. My head kept throbbing. I was squirming on my bed, frantically searching for support, someone to take the pain away, someone to hold me again like how he held me.

I was yearning for him, whoever he is. Where is he? I don't want to open my eyes. I might get even more frustrated if I didn't see him there.

My head's throbbing like crazy. It hurts. It hurts so bad. I was shifting on the bed over and over. Something's still burning me. I don't wanna die like this. I just want it to stop.

I buried my face on a pillow beside me. I was hugging it tight. I felt the pillowcase became damp, it was then that I realized that it was damp due to my tears of pain that I have shed.

I started sobbing. This is torture.

I heard soft footsteps getting closer. He was back, but I still continued to sob.

"Megumi? I brought water." I couldn't be happier to hear his voice. I felt the sheets move and heard my bed's gentle creak. He's beside me. My heart started pounding faster than usual. I could hear water dripping in the direction of my bedside table.

I jumped a little once a wet cloth touched my forehead. I was still sobbing. I felt my pillow break away from me.

"Shh. It's okay now, Megumi. You'll hurt your throat more if you cry." Again, his hand caressed my cheek. We were facing each other, though my eyes remained closed. My head's still prickling. For once, I responded to his touch. I lifted my hand to press his hand on my face. I started to calm down.

"I'm sorry for not staying with you through the night." He whispered close to my lips, his breath brushing my face. For the first time after a while, I opened my eyes.

I saw a man with pinkish brown hair, and purple irises. His face was white and pale and handsome. He was gazing at me as if I were so delicate and as fine as jewelry.

He smiled once I opened my eyes when I made contact with his. Our hands still not letting go. He smiled but immediately turned into a frown. This time I was the one who reached for his cheek.

"What's wrong?" My voice cracked. Oh yeah, I've been shouting for the past hour.

He laughed gently. It was sad. He was sad. He was hurt too. But why?

His face turned back to a frown. "I feel guilty for leaving you last night." He said softly, "You must be having nightmares, huh? You got hurt because I didn't protect you." His voice's getting sadder and sadder.

"You didn't leave me, and it's definitely not your fault. It was my fault for letting the nightmare take me in." I showed him a little smile that could assure him.

His eyes grew at my smile and leaned forward to press his lips to mine. "You look so cute when you smile. It hurts to think that if I didn't come, I might not be able to see it again."

Teasing him, I showed him the cutest smile I could give. It was a nice feeling to see him blush. Again, he kissed me, but this time it was intimate. "You. Are. So. Unfair."

I giggled at his words but abruptly stopped when the pain on my head came back, prickling my mind.

"KYA!" I jolted at the pain and suddenly placed my hands on my forehead. The wet cloth fell down as I sat down on the bed.

It's back. Something's burning again. My head's throbbing again. I felt arms circle around me, humming a tune in my car to relieve the pain. My heart was beating even faster.

"As your husband, I promise to fulfill my vows in protecting my wife- in sickness and in health." He whispered after humming the tune.

Husband? Him? Wife? Me? What?

I'm trying to remember who this man really is. Why can't I remember? It's so unfair for him. I pretended to not forget.

I found myself gasping for air again. I'm still so tired. The arms around me let go of my waist. He went down the bed and went across the room. He reached for the glass of water and a small packet. Medicine.

He made me drink the medicine and after a while, I felt better. He went back on the bed and placed his arms again around my waist. He's so warm.

"Megumi, look outside the window." His breath brushed down my neck. I shivered a bit.

I glanced at the window and saw sunlight streaming in through the glass to the wooden floor. We could see a full view of the sunrise. It's so pretty. I have never seen anything so pretty before.

I reached for my whiteboard. /It's so pretty! The sun's shining brighter than usual, now that I'm with you. I've never seen the sun this pretty before.~ / He smiled at my words. "You're brighter than the sun, and prettier than the sunrise. I've never seen anything prettier than this before." He said as his touched my face and winked at me. I blushed so hard, it's burning my face a bit, so I changed the topic.

"Umm, what is my sickness exactly? I feel like a lot has been messing up my mind. Nightmares are becoming more frequent, my head wouldn't stop throbbing and I feel like sleeping all the time. I'm so tired." I let out a sigh. "Now that I mention it, I'm still sleepy." I added and pouted my lips.

"Don't talk too much, dear. I might not hear you say you love me again." He winked at me. I nudged him playfully in return, and he chuckled at my touch. "I'll let a doctor check you out, okay? Sleep for now, honey. Rest. You deserve it." He grinned at me and gently pushed me down the bed.

He was holding me down, locking me. His hands on my cheeks gazing down at me. He was so close, I could hear the rhythm of his breathing and the beating of his heart. I was just staring at him, observing his facial features. He's so beautiful and perfect. He's kind too. I'm so lucky I can't believe it.

He smiled at me once more then started to slowly inch down on my face. His lips shaped mine as he kissed me sweetly.

A scene suddenly flashed through my head.

A girl with long, pink and wavy hair was running through the flowery fields.

Is that... Me?

I was wearing a plain white dress, matching my white translucent skin. My pink hair's down with a headband on my head.

I was laughing and enjoying the flowers surrounding me, giving enhancement on the color of my hair.

"Yahiro!" I turned around and giggled as my arms stretched towards a guy about 10 meters away.

It was the same guy that's kissing me right now. Yahiro? That's his name? Why did I forget? What happened to me exactly?

"Megumi, you be careful!" He was smiling at me so charmingly and went to my open arms and hugged me.

"I love you, Yahiro!" I looked up to him and smiled.

"I love you more than anyone on earth, Megumi." He replied.

"How about Akira?" I frowned at him.

"Even more than Akira." He assured me. Akira? Who's that? Somehow it seems familiar.

"Promise?" I pouted my lips at him.

"Promise." He assured me and leaned down to kiss me.

What was that? Am I getting flashbacks from the past? MY past?

I caught my breath.

"Megumi?" He asked, his face curious.

"Y-Yahiro?" I asked back.

"Yes?" He replied.

I hesitated for a while, "Y-Y-Yahiro! I l-love you!" My voice was shaky but I smiled a cheeky smile at him.

"I love you more than anyone on earth, Megumi." He pressed his lips on mine.

"How about Akira?" My voice shook.

"Even more than Akira." He declared calmly.

"Promise?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Promise." He smiled and leaned down to kiss me deeply.

We shared the time together, not a minute wasted. Both of us exhausted from what happened. We lied down cuddling side by side and slept like that.

I hope you liked the first chapter! I'll try to make it even more interesting. :( I'm really sorry if this type of event is not up to your preferences.