"So I see." Tenshi murmured and then stood up, yawning lightly into her hand before grinning, "Well lead the way Night, I don't think I can get there without getting lost at least once or twice." She said, making waving motions with her hands at the male. She laughed at her own antics and then calmed down, just smiling pleasantly.

Night smiled and looked at Tenshi. "Well we don't want you getting lost now do we?" he said smiling and took her hand gently. He led her outside and walked seeming actually really relaxed for once. He was keeping a small smile upon his lips which looked like it belonged there. He smiled slightly wider as he remembered he and tenshi had ran down this street so many times to go to their little secret hideout. "I hope you'll be able to remember soon..." he said softly and turned to her as they slowly entered the park on a path.

"I hear a challenge to my baking skills."Mat said as he grinne3d at her. Challenges, that was almost thier whole relationship in a nutshell. He flipped open the book and pointted to one of the pics of both of them eatting thier favorite cookie that the other made, thier faces had a look of disgust on them. "This is the result from the last time we baked each other's favorite cookie." He chuckled remembering that he didn't like snickerdoodles back then. His favorite cookie was obviously white chacolate with macadamina nuts, he leaned over and kissed Salem's cheeck. "How bout i don't take you up on that challenge this time. Chacolate sounds safe to make, being that it is neither of ours favorite cookie." He said as he backed down from her challenge, he knew if he took it that he would lose again. He didn't want to lose for the third time that day, plus he wants to do this for her sense she just got back.

Salem leaned in a little when he kissed her cheek before she realized it. She pulled away quickly and said, "Well then I win!" She stuck her tongue out hoping that it would cover up what she had just done. Her eyes then immediately went back to the album as she looked at that picture and many others. Many seemed to be other challenges they once had. Maybe Matt isn't lying, she thought to herself as she turned the page. There was no way some random person could have this much stuff on her, at least she hoped not. She looked up from the book and stared at the wall before her with wide eyes as she thought about if someone did have that much stuff on her, a fan that is.

"Well i will go make the cookies now. My room is upstairs at the end of the hall on the right." Matt said as he stood up and streached, letting her know where his room was so she could go and check it out. He kissed the top of her head before he walked back in the kitchen to make the cookies. His mom raised an eyebrow at him, he just grinned at her and becgan to mixx ingrediates. He glanced at the clock and noticed his dad was going to be home soon. He turnned on the other oven to the correct tempreture, so it could heat up.

Salem watched as Matt leaved, and the old part of her, the 'rock star' part of her wanted to mess with him. It wanted to mess with him and make him dance for her like so many other guys before him. Clenching her lips tighter together, she forced the thought out of her head as thoughts of debating on what to do went through he head. She could keep looking at pictures, go watch or help Matt cook, or finally, she could go up to his room.

She looked at the album that still lay on the coffee table before her, it no longer seeming as interesting as it had been before. Salem then looked toward the kitchen where Matt was, he had told her where his room was. She stood up, Matt had told her where it was so that was practically telling her go to there right? Well at least that's what she took it as. Moving around the house, Salem had no issues finding the stairs.

She went up them slowly, almost cautious, like she was sneaking around their house in the middle of night instead of during the day when they were all there. Occasionally, Salem would peak and peer over the banister and try to look over the top of the steps. She wasn't sure why, it must've been habit or something. When she got to the top of the stairs she looked right, there was the door. She began tip toeing over there, still not sure why. She felt like she was stalking someone as she made her way down the hall haunched over.

When she got to the end of the room she paused, standing up right. She wasn't sure if this was such a good idea anymore. What sort of secrets could lay beyond this door? She didn't know. It could be something horrible, or just a regular ol' room. The only way for her to know was to open the door, but she couldn't. It was as if there was something in her mind that screamed for her to, like everything would make sense, but then there was the other part of her that didn't want to see, it was just scared. So, she just stood there, staring at the wood door unsure of what to do.

((matt's still making cookies lol there isn't much i can think to post for him))

((XP that's ok, I guess she stands there till he's done or his dad gets home or something XD))

"Matthais!!! Alice!!! I am home!!!" Mat's father said as he walked into the house just as He was pulling the cookied out of the oven.

"IN the Kitchen, John!" She yelled back to her husband as she could hear him set his work supplies down by the door and start to walk towards the kitchen. Mat touched his mother on the shoulder to let her know he was done, then he ran up stairs to see if Salem was there. Seeing her just stand there in front of his room he smiled.

"It isn't dirty or hides anything disgusting in it." He said to her as he walked over and grabbed her hand, he smiled down at her and tugged her until she was in his embrace. "Dad's home that means dinner is done. Care to join us or go home?" He asked her as he looked into her eyes, hearing his mom and dad talking in the kitchen, his smiled widen even more as he looked at her. He felt happy and content that he had Salem back and that he could hold her agian like in the past.

Salem looked back at the door one last time, she was still curious as to what secrets lay behind it. Maybe it was't time to see yet, maybe that's what Matt coming up to get her meant. She then looked back at him as she got out of the hug, not forcefully by any means. "Would your father let me leave anyway?" She asked as she recalled how Matt's mom had casually sat down with her as she was looking at pictures. She was curious if his father was going to be the same way.

"According to Dad your practicly family. He wouldn't stop you from comming or going." Mat said as he frowned for a bit before his stupid grinn came back onto his face. He wondered if there was something wrong, or is it just to much for her at the moment to be around his family. He still held onto her hand, even if he wasn't hugging her anymore he still didn't plan on letting her go any time soon.

"I don't know," Salem said looking down at skirt where her phone was clipped onto by a belt. "What about Tenshi and Lyna? Won't they be getting worried about me?" In all honestly, she had no idea what time it was. She hadn't bothered to look at a clock for about as long as she hadn't looked at her cell phone.

There were so many things going through her head, like everything that had happened that day. Why she was still letting Matt hold her hand, that one was odd, and why she hadn't been talking to her friends all this time. It was almost like coming back was changing things, but she didn't know what was changing exactly at this point.

"They are in good hands. I am sure that Zack and Night are eatting dinner with them at the moment." Mat said as he looked over the railling to see his father motion for them to come down stairs. He let Salem's hand go so as to stop making her feel uncomfortable if that was what she was feeling. "You can do what you like, but we would like you to join with us." He said as his smiled was glued to his face, he began to walk down the stairs so he could give her space to think.

Salem's eyes went from watching Matt's retreating figure to the floor. Her friends had wanted her to give the boy a chance so she was. Would they want her to continue doing so? She pulled her cell from its clip on her belt and pushed one of the side buttons. Nothing, no missed messages or calls, only the time displayed itself to her. If she had no missed messages that must've meant that her friends were fine and that they were most likely still with the boys. If they had parted she was sure to have gotten a message by now wondering where she was.

Clipping her phone back into place she looked back at Matt. He wasn't too far ahead and he did want her to stay with them, at least a bit longer. Thoughts were rushing through her head as to what she should do. Finally, without hesitation she made her way as quickly as she could to Matt. Her hands grabbed his arm as she pulled herself closer to him. His mother was friendly enough, but she didn't remember his father, she hadn't remembered anyone though, not before getting here. She was practically hiding behind him until she would deem it safe to come out from there.

Salem was nervous. These people remembered her and while the stuff she was seeing at the house helped her place bits and pieces of memories back, she still wasn't too sure who they were or what was going on.

{Sorry for not posting in a while ^^" I won't be on tomorrow either, sorry =c}

Zack knew Lyna's answer before she had said, so he grinned and replaced the grasshoppers back in the small plastic bag. He wasn't planning on eating them himself. No, he wasn't that gross. There where actually for a prank he had been planning on for a long time. Tilting his head slightly when she took out the silly string, he laughed when she sprayed a nearby statue with it and laughed even harder as they ran away from the mall cop.
"Nice," he laughed, happy to see that Lyna was having a good time. It had been a long time since he had seen her smile like how she was now. "What do you want to do next?" he asked her after regaining his breath.

Mat looked down at Salem, smiling as she had a hold of his arm. As they reach the bottom of the stairs he was grinning so much that it hurt. “Dad, you remember, Salem. Salem, you remember my dad, John Weyth.” he said as he motioned from his dad to her, telling her his name to help her out.

“About time you too got back together. I am glad you are back.” he stated bluntly, nodding his head in greeting to her, he walked to the dinning room table and sat down, motioning to the two chairs next to him for them to sit, Mat’s mother coming in and out the kitchen setting everything on the table, bringing the chicken out last.

“Well let‘s go eat.” he said to her as he moved over to the chair closest to his father so Salem wouldn’t have to sit next to him. His mother sat down across from him taking the other seat next to his father leaving the chair next to him open for her to sit down in.

((it is fine post when you can))

“I don‘t know. I have a bag full of hair dye, and silly string. You want to prank some one or help me dye my hair black?” she asked, wanting to change her hair color again, she was tired of looking at pink. It had been this color for the past few months. She wanted a new change from it. She looked over at him and smiled some more. This is how it should be. Us playing around li……wait we are a professional band…..we aren’t suppose to be having fun. We are suppose to be serious and and be everyone’s role model. Guys don't come with the job. She thought to her self as her face got serious all of a sudden, looking down at the ground in front of her.

Salem's eyes grew big when Matt's father spoke. She had no idea who he was, she couldn't place the face. "We were togehter?" She whispered to Matt not really wanting the others to hear here as she sat down beside him. It was really weird for her. It was like having a dinner party and the only person you knew there was, well, yourself. Other than her question, Salem figured that she was just going to sit there and wait to see what everyone else did.

"Well.....um.....kinda." He whispered back to her, rubbing the back of his head. He picked up the a bowl of vegtables, putting some on his plate before he passed the bowl to Salem. He did that with all the other food. His father gave him look that said they needed to pray before they dig in. He bowed his head, crossed his arms and started the pray. His parents did the same, once it was all said they began to eat in silence.

Salem just followed suit, putting small amounts of the foods she wanted on her plate. She didn't have very much but she was also really nervous, she tended not to eat when she was nervous. She too bowed and prayed, it was something that she had done her whole life and she actually didn't mind it. It was one of those times that she felt at peace; talking with someone who would understand her and not critisize or demean her for what she had ever done.

She stared eating when she was done praying, like the family around her had started a little while before. She ate slowly, suddenly feeling small and rather shy. It was quiet, Salem never liked the silence, but that was mainly because with these kinds of silences, she was never the one to break them.

((ugh!!!!!!!!!!! writers block again!!!!))

((Haha it's ok, I didn't exactly make it easy on you ^^;; ))

((what you say to a time skip?))

((Go for it XP))

((YAY!!!))

"Well this is my room."Matt said as he oppened his bedroom door and motioned for Salem to go in. It was a pretty simple room, the colors black and red, some posters of some animes, one of Salem stuck to the inside of the closet door, an almost romantic picture of him and Salem on the night stand. A desk with a computer on it, litter with paper and trash, a couple of book cases with cds and books on it. A song was playing that he and Salem wrote together, he blushed, he ran over to the cumputer and turnned it off.
"Sorry......so what do you think? everything that you remember right?" He asked with a sheepish smile on his face, the only thing that had changed in his room was....well not much maybe to posters and the amount of cds and books he has.

The actual sight of the room didn't set in at first, it was the music that caught Salem's attention. Matt had appologized and turned it off though. "No, what was that?" She asked as she walked over and turned it on. The sound pouring out seemed to hit a nerve, a memory, something. She backed up slowly as the stuff in the room finally seemed to exsist.

Her breathing increased as she looked around. What was happening? Why did she know this song? She heard it so much, mainly in her dreams or just the random tune she would hum in the shower. She looked at Matt, scared really. All of this just seemed to odd, she couldn't remember any of it, not really. The bed, that was safe. Salem sat down on it and held her head as she tried to collect her thoughts and keep from crying.