Chapter Four:

Whatever the reason, Amon couldn't shake the way he felt seeing the two of them together. The next few days they spent heading to the coast to help the headmaster escape. Sakaki kept himself between Robin and him at all times. The two, he had found out, were an item.

The more time he spent near them, the more he remembered the girl.

At night they would whisper to each other until they fell asleep.

The more time he spent near them, the worse he felt.

This girl had been his lover. That much he had gathered.

If those kids were lovers…He needed to stop imagining things like that. Those two were just kids after all.

But Robin was so similar to her. And if she somehow was the same person…He imagined his lips on hers, hot in their embrace. He imagined he was the one she whispered to at night. He knew he was being a complete pervert.

And she knew it to. Robin noticed that he couldn't stop staring at her, she probably thought he was undressing her with his eyes. If so, she would be right.

She glared at him and turned away. He turned his eyes back to the ground. From the corner of his eye he saw Sakaki tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

She giggled as he tucked the strand behind her ear. He felt a smile creep on his lips as he pulled her underneath him. Still her face wasn't visible.

From the corner of his eye he saw her whisper in his ear.

She leaned up towards him to whisper in his ear. "Van's jealous that you're spending all your time with me."

"Van's my brother, he'll get over it." his words were muffled from speaking into the crick of her neck. "If he wanted to spend his time like this that would be weird."

The headmaster nudged Amon, and glanced between him and Robin. "I know what that's like." He murmured.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Amon muttered.

"Of course. It's rough, really, but who knows? Maybe you might still have a chance with her."

"A chance with who?" Michael asked, breaking the silence of their whispers.

"It's nothing." Amon snapped in a hushed tone.

"Amon's having girl trouble."

"I am not!" but by this time Dojima, Robin and Sakaki had all turned their heads to hear what was going on.

"How could he be thinking about a girl at a time like this?" Michael thought aloud. Robin heard this and turned red, ducking out of Amon's view of her. Sakaki huffed and rolled his eyes.

"Michael, I thought guys always thought about girls." Dojima said.

"I can always think about girls." The headmaster added.

"Anyway, who's the lucky lady?" Dojima asked.

Sakaki glared at Amon.

"I don't know." Amon muttered.

"A secret admirer? Those can be so very exciting!" That damned man continued. "Please tell us more about her. We've got nothing better to do."

"It's not a secret admirer." Amon sighed. "I can't remember her."

"That's weird." Michael mumbled.

"Yeah, Amnesia's cliché." Dojima complained. Robin peeked around Sakaki again to shoot her an annoyed look. "Fine, we'll help you remember her. What was she like?"

Amon stayed silent, debating whether or not to talk. "She was very caring, she worried too much about everybody else and tended to forget about herself. " He couldn't fight the smile that crept on his face. "She had these funny little quriks, and the cutest expressions. It was like how people awe over how cute dogs are when they do silly things, except it was all the time for her. She would find joy in the simplest things and she always knew just what to say. She was terribly stubborn but so am I. she was pure like an angel and then like the next second she could be so damn sexy. I know she was beautiful, but all I can remember are her bright green eyes." After he finished, he suddenly felt embarrassed.

"I'm a sucker for green eyes too." The headmaster mused.

"Ew. I would've never pegged you for the romantic type." Dojima looked at him as if he were something along the lines of moldy bread.

Sakaki looked sick. Obviously he didn't believe Amon's story for a second. Yet Robin, peeking around him, watched Amon with those eyes, longing to say something.

What surprised Amon the most was that she did. That night when they stopped to make camp, Robin waited until it was his turn for watch. "I know how you feel."

Amon was startled by her voice. He glanced up at her from were he sat, rested against a tree. "About what?"

"Today, that woman you were describing…" She spoke softly as to not wake anyone else. Amon flushed and turned away, embarrassed about what he had said that morning. "I have amnesia too."

"You do?"

Robin sat down beside him. "That feeling…knowing that there is something that is supposed to be there, something important, and it's gone." She brought her knees up to her chest. "It's scary. There's a world of things that I know nothing about, that I should."

"And the memories haunt. They are just fragments of the whole picture, teasing me for that fact that I do not know the rest." Amon spoke. "Yeah, that feeling is all too familiar." He glanced over at her again. She was looking as if there was more she wanted to say, but didn't. She stood up and made her way back over to where she had been laying before.

Amon sighed and closed his eyes, wondering just what it would be like if she really was the woman in his memory.

"What have you been doing?!" Amon awoke to Sakaki shouting at him and shaking him awake. He regained his senses quickly, knowing that something was wrong. Where was Dojima, or Michael, or the Headmaster?

Amon jumped to his feet. His eyes quickly glancing at Robin's, whose eyes were filled with worry and fear. They had been attacked and he had slept right through it!

Sakaki threw their things together. "Come on! They went this way!" He shouted, pointing to the east. Amon and Robin hurried after, deeper into the woods.

A/N:
I'm finally taking this story off of hiatus! :D It's been a while since I've written WHR, I really miss it. I hope who read this will enjoy it. Thanks for reading and reviewing! :D