This is actually a Hyde fanfic, written by Hyde only, not Ais.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything even remotely WHR.

Hyde A/N: Just to mention, if you haven't read Amon and Laundry and you like this one you should because its this sort of style. If you have read Amon and Laundry, you might like this one. So, here goes…holds breath

Amon walked into the STN-J one morning feeling lousy. Of course, one can never tell by looking at him.

Not only was he feeling lousy, he was in a very bad mood. His famed Sullen Glares were extra prolific today.

He walked over to where Robin was sitting at a computer.

"Come on, Robin. cough We've got work to do."

"Just a moment."

"No, now," he said darkly, giving her a Sullen Glare That Causes Immediate and Complete Cooperation.

"Alright, I'm coming."

She followed him out to his car.

"So who are we hunting today?"

"Joseph hack cough Lee. Didn't you read the profile?"

"Well, I had a headache and I figured you would know what you're doing."

"Just read sneeze the profile next time."

"Are you feeling alright, Amon?"

"Yes." He gave her a Sullen Glare That Denies All Opposition.

They drove to Joseph Lee's house.

"You sneeze go around back and I'll snort sniff go to the front and see if he's home."

"Amon, are you…"

"Just go." He sent her off with a Sullen Glare That Lights A Fire Under Your Pants.

Amon approached the front door. He knocked sternly, bent over double with wracking coughs, and straightened up just in time as the door opened and a tall dark-haired man peered out.

"You're…"Amon started, then, " …pardon…"

"Excuse me?" Joseph Lee said.

"Ah…ah…ah…"

"Sir, are you…"

"CHOO!" Amon sneezed violently. Mr. Lee stepped back, looking at Amon in disgust.

"You should take something for that…"

"…coming with me, mister." Amon finished his sentence and shot Mr. Lee with his Orbo gun before he even had a chance to defend himself.

As the Factory took Mr. Lee away, Robin approached Amon accusatorily.

"I heard that sneeze," she said.

Amon merely gave her a Sullen Glare That Quells All Words You Might Be Tempted To Say and strode back to his car. Robin followed.

When they had both climbed in the car and shut their doors, Robin handed him something.

He looked at her with a question in his eyes, before his penetrating gaze was interrupted by a 'cough…cough, cough…choke…wheeze.'

"Cough syrup."

He glared his Sullen Glare Guaranteed to Fry Your Hair Off If You Are Giving Someone Cough Syrup.

"I don't…" There his voice died out. He cleared his throat and tried again, but all that came out was a growly squeak.

"Take it, Amon."

"cough…no…"

"I won't tell anyone, if that's what you're thinking."

So, feeling cornered, Amon took a swig.

"Ahk, plekk, gahkkk, ptoo, ughkkk!" He opened his car door and ran for the nearest water fountain.

When he returned, he tried once again to talk. This time nothing came out but air. And then a cough. He glared at her.

"Well, you can't expect it to work instantly."

They drove back to the STN-J in silence, Amon because his voice still wasn't working and Robin because she didn't feel like talking.

When they arrived, Sakaki and Michael were having a very interesting conversation.

"It goes like this," Sakaki was saying. "Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater, and…"

"No," Michael interrupted, "It's cheater, cheater, picked a peck of pickled peppers."

"Alright," said Sakaki, "Then it goes, And everywhere that Mary went, the pig was sure to go."

"No, it was a cow!" Michael countered.

"It was a pig!"

"Cow!"

"Pig!"

"Are you guys arguing about nursery rhymes?" Robin interrupted them.

"No," retorted Sakaki, "We're discussing them and trying to remember them."

"Whatever."

Amon felt that this was a little too much for him, so he turned right around and went to Harry's. On the way, he tried his voice again. All he got was an embarrassing squeak and a choke-cough. He ducked behind a tree, surreptitiously pulled the cough syrup out of the depths of his coat, and took a swig.

A man walking randomly down the sidewalk was rather perturbed to hear the tree next to him begin making noises like, "Cough, sputter, choke, gag, choke, cough, gasp, pleh, ugh…" He ran away very quickly.

Once he had himself under control, Amon strolled out from behind the tree (if you can call any walk of Amon's a stroll) and went along toward Harry's as though he had just happened to pass behind the tree on his way to somewhere.

When he went in the door, he saw his girlfriend Touko sitting at the counter drinking a Mocha Latte. She saw him at the same time.

"Hi, Amon," she said. "What brings you here?"

He merely grunted in an Amon-like way.

"…beer…" he croaked as un-croakily as he could.

"Amon, are you alright?" Touko asked.

He grunted.

"Come on, Amon, talk to me."

He grunted.

"Are you mad at me?"

He grunted a negative.

"Is it those people at the STN-J?"

Now Amon was in a predicament. He really didn't want to grunt any more, even though it was simultaneous with his dark nature. But he certainly wasn't going to voice anything unless he had to. And he didn't want to make Touko mad.

Before he decided what to do, the situation resolved itself. "It's okay, Amon, I have bad days too," Touko said, and shifted herself closer to him.

They sat in silence, and Amon found his thoughts wandering perpetually toward cough syrup. He wondered when this poison was going to work. Then he thought about Robin. Nice girl, he had thought, until today. What was she thinking, giving him cough syrup? As if he wasn't entirely self-sufficient. Then, he realized that he wasn't really that mad at her. She was difficult to be mad at, at the same time as she was irritating in her calmness.

"Well," Touko said finally, "I guess I better go. I'm on break. See you tonight, about seven?"

He nodded.

"Bye," she called over her shoulder as she walked out.

As soon as she was out the door, Amon tried his voice.

"Or...grughh…bo. Or..ghh...bo. Or..uhg..bo. Orghhhhbo. Orbo." He finally got it. Feeling much better about himself (we can't say he's happy, of course), he went back to the

STN-J, where he sat at a computer and poured over witch files all that afternoon.

Well, there you are. Please review! I'd love to know what you all think of this. Ais, if you're reading this, you can review even though you've already read it.

Happy days,

Hyde