[b]Koshiro Hoshizaki[/b]

The voice that responded to Koshiro's plea was female, and undeniably angry, which only unnerved Koshiro even more. "W-Wait! 'Perverted sicko'? Me? You're the one who trapped me in here!" He yelled back defiantly, his voice jumping higher in tone as he accidentally knocked into something hard and metal in the darkness. Where on earth was he? And who was this scary sounding girl? There was no way [i]he[/i] kidnapped her...did he? If only he could remember!

He blinked as he heard her swear and say something about losing her memories. [i]Wait...so she's the same as me? But then again...it might be a trap! I'd better not listen to her.[/i] 

He tried to feel his way through the inky darkness, hoping to find a lightswitch or something to that effect so that he could better understand the situation. Eventually, his hand closed around something soft and bony, his lips parting to let out a little gasp of surprise. Was that...?

Just at that moment, the lights flickered on, causing Koshiro to squeeze his eyes shut from the pain of the sudden harsh light. He squinted through the brightness, finally recognising the fleshy object in his hand to actually be the girl's wrist. Furthermore, the girl herself looked positively terrifying; an eyepatch was slung over her right eye, her blonde hair was styled into two symmetrical pigtails, and the expression on her face was enough to make Koshiro's blood run cold. Dear lord...[i]this[/i] was his kidnapper? All Koshiro could do was gape at her in pure disbelief.