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Memorable Night

Tsukimori searched for Kaho, as he jogged around the lake. Then, he saw her, lying on the grass beside the lake, in her swimsuit, sleeping—or at least that was what it looked like. She was facing sideways, her knees bent.

"Hino," he whispered softly, as he walked towards the unmoving person. He stood in front of her as he took a look at her. She seemed really good-looking in her swimsuit. Her hair and skin seemed to glitter, as the light from the moon shined on her. The water improved the shininess.

"Gomen…" she whispered, as a tear rolled down her cheek slowly. Tsukimori took a step back, afraid if she were awake. Her body was shivering, probably because of the night breeze, which was in fact, quite chilly.

"Hino…" Tsukimori took his jacket off, and wrapped around Kaho. Her eyelids twitched but she didn't appear to be awake. Tsukimori sighed, and called for her to wake up. "Hino-san, wake up." Her eyes moved slightly, but she didn't seem to wake up. "Hino," Tsukimori tried again.

Kaho woke up, opening her eyes slightly. What's his name again…? "Tsuki…mori…" She gasped as she realized she was in his hands, and opened her eyes fully, alarmed. She got up, blushing; embarrassed.

"Ah, gomen…" Tsukimori said as he realized she was blushing. "Why were you sleeping here?"

Kaho looked away, as she remembered the pain she received, enough to knock her out. "I don't know," she lied. She didn't want him, or anyone to know that she had forgotten about them. She didn't want them to leave her, to be all alone. Would they leave me if they find out? I don't want to risk it. She wouldn't want to be alone, with no one to help her—no one to care about her.

"Let's go back to the villa," Tsukimori said, as he grabbed her violin case and her bag. "You're freezing."

"Tsukimori!" Kaho called as he walked further away from her, closer to the villa. "Let's play Ave Maria tomorrow night together?"

Tsukimori was shocked for her to ask him such a random question, including when she needed warmth and food. "Mm." He agreed, as he remembered the night they played Ave Maria together—the night to remember.

"Hino," Tsukimori called, as she walked along side with him, "Why are you wearing such a thing?"

Kaho was in fact, not listening. She was too busy with her thoughts—her memories. It's easy to get my memory back if I look at the right things and think about it properly but the pain is hard to manage… I wonder if I'll be able to somehow make the pain go away next time I remember something so everyone won't be so worried. This was a big problem to her. She'd be bending down slightly, squeezing her eyes and holding her temples every time she remembered something that she hadn't expected and probably one of her friends would probably worry and call a doctor.

A doctor is the bane of my existence—for now. Seeing a doctor, who could find out that she was having amnesia, could even tell her friends, who may ditch her. Well, kind of amnesia. She hadn't really forgotten absolutely everything, but indeed, most things. Kaho didn't want her friends to leave her for particularly any reason, considering she didn't have much left anymore. She didn't know how she used to feel before she had lost her memories about everyone and most crucially, she didn't know them.

"Hino?" Tsukimori called for the disoriented girl who seemed to be standing motionless under the silver moon. "Hino-san?"

Finally, Kaho seemed to be aware that he was calling her over and over again, and reacted. "Eh… Gomen, Tsukimori…" Kaho said as she faced the moon. "It's pretty, eh?"

"Mm…" Tsukimori found this the perfect moment to ask the girl the reason she was crying. "Hino," he said, as he looked at her right in the eye, "why were you crying, when we had all left just now?"

His words seemed to have shocked her. There was only one thing Kaho thought of.

He saw.

Kaho looked away again, as she tried to think of an excuse. She couldn't tell him that she had lost her memory and was crying because of that. He would probably bring her to a doctor… or ditch her…

"It's nothing." Hino strode off in front of him, heading to the villa. She didn't say a word as she walked, but she noticed he wasn't moving.

"Hino-san," he said in a confused voice, "the villa is that way." Tsukimori pointed to his right.

"…"

Kaho followed behind him, making sure there was a meter apart in between them, so he wouldn't be able to ask a question easily. She didn't know how to answer or what to say. I can't counter any of Tsukimori's words...

An image of Tsukimori telling her that he couldn't accept her, flashed in her head, as she heard his voice speaking it in her head as well. She remembered the fact she couldn't counter any of Tsukimori's words, because she couldn't tell him about the magic violin.

The Gen Ed student immediately fell to the floor, in the same position as before, when she felt the same sharp pain. It felt like someone hammering her head, as if making sure she'd get punishment for remembering. Am I not supposed to remember? Am I not allowed to? The student didn't understand why she had to receive such a pain, just to get a gift, such as her memories.

"Hino!" She heard a voice—Tsukimori's voice—calling her name as she tried to pretend she was alright. Soon, the pain subsided, and only the voice of Tsukimori's calling could be heard. "Hino, are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah…" she said softly, as she smiled awkwardly. Tsukimori was right in front of her, crouching down, staring at her face, anxious.

"You still haven't answered my question," he reminded her. "I don't understand you. You seemed fine until we came to this lake when you fell into the water."

Fell into the water? Maybe that's what caused this… But how did it affect my brain?

"Hino! Are you listening?" Tsukimori was glaring at her, slightly angry, yet anxious. "You've been having those headaches for a while now… Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine," she replied, quickly and coldly. It couldn't be helped. After all, if she spoke slowly and warmly, Tsukimori would obviously realize she was lying. Not something she wanted…

Kaho stood up, as she stared at the movement of the dark green grass which was being blown by the wind that was under her. Her hair was being blown as well as her cold body which was shivering because of the feeling of frost.

Tsukimori got up, and headed towards the villa, not saying another word. He was concerned about his roommate, who seemed to be hiding something.

Kaho's face was as gloomy/ sad, as the time she'd broken her violin strings during the competition (concours) and decided to give up on her violin. Her corda.

(Corda is the name of Kaho's violin, which also means 'bond')

When they had gotten back to the villa, it was 2am in the morning. The hallways were dark, which caused Kaho to trip onto Tsukimori by accident, while trying to search for their room. Kaho apologized, while Tsukimori stood up coolly, saying it was alright.

"Hino," Tsukimori called for her, "aren't you going to eat? You haven't had dinner."

Kaho shook her head, saying she wasn't hungry, and continued searching for their room.

When the both of them had finally found it, they entered silently; making sure their senpai was undisturbed in his sleep. Kaho went to the bathroom to take a shower and change, returning to the dark room wearing a pink, silky night gown, and went to sleep on the other bed. Tsukimori was already on his bed, shutting his eyes.

Kaho started to cry silently, as she tried her best to achieve her goals—her memories. It hurt her, but she kept on trying, no matter how much the pain was, even though it hurt so much until she had to at most, shriek softly. She was gasping for breath, knowing that the pain was hard to stand.

Tsukimori saw her tears, and her eyes squeezing, but her hands were not on her temples. He could hear her gasping for air, as if she couldn't breath. "Hino?"

Kaho couldn't hear him, as she was listening to her memories, crying, and trying to withstand the pain. Tsukimori looked at her, concerned, but knew she'd tell him there was nothing wrong if he had asked.I'll ask her tomorrow, when we're alone. Wait, maybe if I ask her in front of someone else, she'll have to answer. Tsukimori had to wait until the next day, to receive an answer, from the crying girl, sooner or later. He wanted to know, what was making her so upset.

Thinking Tsukimori was asleep, after having being hammered on the head; Kaho reached for his hand, and held it as she shut her eyes. Tsukimori opened his eyes as he looked at her, surprised at her actions. He ignored it, as soon, he fell asleep.

I hope it's good. Please review! The next one may take some time to upload though. I'm a bit busy these days…