Hello, this is my first fanfic here. Hope i did well. This is for Karneval, from Yogi's point of view if you cant tell. Tell me what you think.

Onward with the fic!

At first…he doesn't know where he is. Or even who he is either. But that doesn't matter to him, not yet. What does matter is how empty the place is. How empty, and cold and dark it is. Or is it light? He can't tell. There's nothing to see, he can't see. That's all he knows.

It's so empty. He's not sure if he's sitting, or floating. What time is it? Does time exist here? Does anything exist there? He's not sure. It's hard to tell if it's so dark he can't see or if it's so bright he's gone blind. He decides it doesn't matter. He wants to know where he is.

He looks around, hoping to see something, anything that would be a bit familiar. Even a tiny bit. There is nothing. There's nothing, except him, the emptiness and that strange pressure. Furthermore, Even though he can't see anything, he feels something. Something pressing against his lungs, making it hard to breathe but at the same time he feels like it's (strangely) easier to breath. Like being in that strange place with no memories of how he got there, is a relief.

He tilts his head back. He tries to remember his name, something- anything. Nothing. His mind feels oddly blank, trying to force himself to remember anything hurts. It's like there's some huge wall blocking him from what he wants, needs, to remember. Does he really want and need to remember, he decides to figure that one out when he does remember.

He grips his pounding head. He has to hurry, he doesn't know why, he just knows that something, or even someone needs his help. He has to go! He feels stuck. So very stuck. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

Then there's a sharp pain to his head. He winces. His head hurts worse now. It's terrible; it burns and chills him to his very core. He wants it to stop. Then everything comes rushing back, his memories, and he wishes he could go back to the bleak emptiness.

These memories hurt worse than the pain in his head. "Ouch…It hurts.." Then the memories of what happened, who died in his arms. "You're…So cruel!!" That's how life is…what he believes now (though he near says it aloud) Life is short and cruel.

Then he sees it. A name floating there; Bright and warm and ever, so welcoming. He doesn't understand what the letters spell, but it's all he needs. It's his way out of this mess. Out of these horrible memories.

He tries to say the name. "Ga…" It's hard, the name is slipping away. NO! He needs to get away. "Ga..Huh…Ga...Re...?" Then he can see again.

"Gareki!" He shout as he shoots up and grabs the first thing he sees. It's him. "So you where there all along!!...I'm so happy you're safe!! Was I unconscious?!" Guilt builds in his stomach. "I'm sorry!!" His vision starts to blur.

"I'm so happy…It's…so...Warm." And it is warm. He feels warm and all the bad memories are locked away in the back of his mind. In a corner; locked behind bars, tons; no billions of heavy chains and locks. Away from his reach unless he ever calls for them, which he never ever will. And then everything goes black as he falls unconscious again. He welcomes it this time. He feels so tired. He needs to sleep.