What's up people. It's been some time and I'm still at home trying to stay healthy Hope you're doing the same. Pretty sure a lot of you are wearing mark in stores right now and I'm sure you're annoyed because of that. But let me tell you: it's not that bad actually. Maybe I can just say that because I had to wear them a whole year every time, I left the house, but you get what I mean. Personally, I think it's annoying how people complain and whine about the masks, but seriously? It helps you, trust me.

But enough of that, here's the new chapter

Hours passed and nothing seemed to happen. While everyone was minding their own business, Yuno was still sitting on the couch waiting for Asta to wake up.

Head in his lap, Asta hadn't moved at all. It looked like he was sleeping. Maybe he was. His appearance hadn't chanced either and Yuno was starting to think that Mimosa's spell did nothing. But he distracted himself from these thoughts by reading a book.

He didn't know what time it was, but he wouldn't move until Asta did. Sure he could look at the clock on the wall, but it would do nothing good.

The clock on the was ticking slowly, time passing by. It was the only sound that could be heard right now, aside from him flipping the pages now and then.

Mimosa herself said she would stay until he woke up, just to check if her spell did only what it was supposed to do. She couldn't really explain what else could've happened, but no one minded anyways.

She had fallen asleep not long ago, just like everyone else, head lying on the table where she had been playing cars with Vanessa. The witch had drunken enough to kill some people, but she was used to it and just fell asleep.

Which meant it had to be pretty late by now. Not that Yuno really cared. Even if his eyelids were dropping now and then, and Belle insisting that he took at least a nap, he stayed up. She even offered to watch Asta while he was sleeping, but he just shook his head.

He couldn't explain it, but something had changed. Ever since that day in the dungeon he didn't even want to be apart from the shorter boy. The constant need to know if he was well was overwhelming at first, but he kind of got used to it.

And when he ran away it was the worst moment in his life. He actually managed to drive Asta away. He couldn't even do that when they were young. When he tried to protect the other by giving him the cold shoulder. Knowing that he was actually able to drive him away was something he wished he could forget.

He kind of hated this side of Asta. The side he could hurt. It wasn't like him. He never backed down. Never ran away. But then again, Yuno couldn't remember the last time he actually got mad at him.

He could only hope that the spell Mimosa had used worked. If it didn't, well, then they had to try something else. But he trusted Mimosa. He knew how skilled she was with healing magic. And the memory-recover spell had been some sort of healing magic, right? Right.

Yuno didn't remember closing his eyes, but when he opened them, Asta was looking up at him with mismatched eyes. Left eye green and the right one red. But the rest didn't change.

Surprised he put the book away that was halfway on the ground after he fell asleep.

He didn't even know what to say. "Hey" he forced out.

Asta blinked a few times, trying to adjust his sight. The room wasn't very bright, but he felt like he hadn't used his eyes in a long time. When his eyes finally adjusted, he saw Yuno and smiled a bit. He rubbed his eyes. Or at least he wanted to. When he looked at his hand his eyes widened. He inspected it slowly, even rubbing it with his other black hand. And then he screeched, falling off the couch.

Mimosa jerked awake in surprise, looking around the room in surprise. Then her gaze fell onto Asta and she sighed. "Looks like it didn't work" she said, clearly not noticing the green eye.

Asta groaned and sat back up on the ground. He rubbed the back of his head, where he had hit the ground, but the pain was quickly forgotten. He expected his body, still in shock.

The room was quickly filled with the other members of the Black Bulls, who heard their youngest member scream.

Yuno helped him back onto the couch beside him. Mimosa was wrong, it did work. His eye changed and judging his actions, he was clearly confused and shocked. He wouldn't be if her spell hadn't worked. In that case he would be sad. Maybe a bit angry.

"What the heck happened!?" Asta squeaked.

Yuno raised an eyebrow. "You don't remember?" he asked. The other just shook his head.

"Nothing at all"

"Ops…" he heard Mimosa whisper.

"This wasn't supposed to happen" Noelle mumbled.

Asta looked at her. "What are you talking about. What happened. The last thing I remember is being in that dungeon" he rubbed his head.

"Kid that was days ago" Yami said, puffing out some smoke. Yuno was honestly surprised he was smoking in the middle of the night. Didn't his lungs need a break?

"Days ago? That can't be right. Was I unconscious that long? And what happened here?" he gestured to his whole body.

"Actually, you were out for just a few hours. Why doesn't he remember anything?" Magna turned towards Mimosa.

"I-I don't know. It was a memory spell to bring his memories back, not exchange them" she squeaked. She didn't know what had happened. Her spell wasn't even supposed to work that way.

"That can be discussed later. How do you feel?"

Asta turned back towards Yuno. The protective feeling, he had had since they were young had grown stronger, but otherwise he felt fine. Yet, he didn't understand what had happened. He knew this look he had right now, but it had never happened without him wanting it, and never so strong.

"I feel fine, but I don't know what happened" he shrugged.

"That's a long story kid. But I am a little concerned that your memory of the last days is gone. You probably don't even remember Abaddon" Vanessa smiled.

"Who?" Asta raised an eyebrow.

"He's some fallen angel/demon guy that's searching for some key" Finral explained.

"That sounds stupid" Asta snorted.

"Not really. The key is for a well where all the evil of the world is kept in. He wants to open it. And well, he kind of convinced you to help him" Noelle said.

"Why would I even do that. Doesn't sound like me at all" Asta shook his head.

Yuno looked at the others nervously, hoping they wouldn't tell him what had happened. Asta didn't need to know what he had done. And Yuno honestly didn't want to think about if Asta had actually killed someone in the process.

Vanessa noticed the look and acted before anyone else could. "We don't really know. We turned around for just a second and you were gone" she laughed lightly, trying to lift the mood.

"You acted strange anyways, so who knows" Luck shrugged. Even if he was slightly insane in some people's eyes, he still understood if there was the need to lie.

"How strange?" Asta leaned his head to the side.

Magna laughed. "Well you were constantly clinging to-" he made a strangled sound after Noelle dug her heel into his foot, effectively silencing him. Asta raised an eyebrow at the scene.

"All that isn't important. You're back to normal and that's all that matters. We'll explain the rest in the morning" she meant.

"Yeah, it's just good to have you back" Yuno said.

"Right, you all saw him. The brat is fine now BACK TO BED!" Yami screamed. Everyone quickly ran back into their rooms, except for Luck, who was smiling and skipping back to his room. Yami followed him with a laugh.

Asta watched them for a while, then leaned back against the couch. He had a feeling that he had missed a lot during his blackout. Especially with the way he felt towards Yuno. There was something Yuno was hiding from him, the way he was acting told him everything.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" he simply asked.

"What? No nothing" Yuno was quick to avoid the others gaze on himself.

Asta leaned closer, leaning his weight on his hands. "Well?" he teased. He had always known how to get to the other. How to get him to talk.

"…..Don't you feel different?" he finally asked, looking back at the other.

Asta leaned back in surprise. Yuno followed leaving almost no space between them. Asta felt himself blush. Yes, yes he did feel different. Especially when he was getting closer to the other.

"Maybe a bit" he whispered. Did he want to lean in, or away? His mind was racing with his growing confusion. If only he could remember what had happened. He felt his eyes closing, moving closer.

This is mean I know. But every story needs a good cliffhanger now and then, don't you think? It was a bit shorter, but I hope you still liked it. Tell me what you think, and I'll see you next time.

Bye