Amnesia?

I opened my eyes slowly as little by little i regain my consciousness. Loud, there were some voices that i can faintly hear from the back ground.

"Mama he's waking up! Come here quickly!"

"wait a minute im still making porridge!"

Who's voice is that? Is it the girl from before? And that other voice it sounds like another woman.

I stood up finding my self lying on a couch with a blanket on me. Feeling hazy i looked around my surroundings and found a girl near the age of 16-17 years old looking at me with a relieve expression.

"...where am i?" i asked the girl in front of me. "you're in our house obviously." well that didn't go well.

"but why am i exactly in your house?"

"jeez i dont know maybe its the fact that you almost committed suicide!"

"suicide? But why would i do that?" im still not getting it, just a while ago I was in the dark abyss then suddenly a bright light engulfed my vision and the next second i...

"huh?" the girl was seemingly confused by his words but before she can continue he cut her off.

I looked down at myself. 'i have a body?!' tons of questions pop up from my brain i need a place to think. "may i use your bathroom?"

"denied." she flat out rejected me.

"but why?"

"because you tried to kill yourself in your own bathroom a while ago, you're not killing your self again."

"but i wont do it again i promise." i looked at her eyes with the most sincere expression that i have. She just sighed "...fine." (A/N: there is no way in hell that you should let someone do this in real life.)

"thank you very much."

Inside the bathroom i washed my face with the cold water running down from the faucet, thinking about the things that happened, why am i here? What exactly happened to me? Who's body is this? She said that i tried to commit suicide is it possible that the owner of the old body is gone and now I've taken control over it? Is it even possible?

I turned it off and look at my self reflection in the mirror, what i saw was a young and rather handsome teen that was a little above average in height, he has jet black hair that reaches down on his neck, white smooth skin and long eyelashes followed by his most eye catching feature, his bloody red eyes that seems to shine like a ruby with pitch black irises in the middle, even the dark eyebags indicating the lack of sleep rather than diminish only help give contrast to it.

He lifted up the shirt that he was wearing then looked at his body. 'im very thin, i can see my ribcage from here i might be even be blown away by a gust of wind, the past owner must have not been eating right, seeing that he also committed suicide he must have been really depressed not to think about his health, no matter even though i know nothing about his family and relatives nor even his name i did somehow inherited his trivial memories like the language he speaks, writing as well as reading.'

'But seeing that i have been given a new chance i wont waste it, I'll live this life the way i want it, thats why i want you to leave everything thing to me past self.'

"Rikka Where's Miyamoto-kun?" a mature female sounding voice snap him out of his thoughts. 'Miyamoto? is that me?'

"he's in the bathroom Mama."

"What?! You let him out of your sight?!"

He then heard the sound of rushing foot steps coming towards the bathroom, not wanting to raise any trouble and worry he went out of the door to alleviate the situation.

"thank you for letting me use your bathroom." He bowed and looked up,

He saw a woman in her early 40's She has short brown hair and orange eyes that are slanted downwards a little. With an eyeball earring on her left ear.

She wears a white short-sleeved shirt and a long apron with a pen clipped to it. She also wears blue pants and white shoes.

She sighed and looked at the malnourished teen before her. "jeez i thought you were planning on committing suicide again, look here Miyamoto-kun my daughter didn't give you CPR and changed your wet clothes just to see you ending up in a bathtub almost dead again."

"Mama! Enough!" the girl from before screamed at her mother to stop with a flushed face, She's a beautiful Girl that has long glossy black hair, some of which goes over her shoulders and curls. It leaves her ears mostly visible, some hair tucked behind them, and she has bangs that go just above her eyes. Her eyes are mostly blue, but they have tints of pink in the bottom.

With the height of 155cm, and a modest chest although it might change in the future because she's still currently undergoing puberty, one of her most defining traits other than her beautiful face is her soft yet firm creamy delicate white thighs that seems to invite you to lay upon them.

"Miyamoto...Is that my Surname?"

"what kind of question is that?" the daughter ask in confusion. But her mother on the other hand felt something was wrong.

"...its just that i dont remember anything about myself or any other one at that."

"are you sure that you don't remember anything related to you?" he simply nodded at her question.

*Growl*

A sudden sound then caught the attention of the three, it was his stomach that made the sound.

"looks like someone's hungry will question you later, right now you should eat first then Rikka here will accompany you to the hospital for a check up."