A/N: I don't own them or anything like them. I just finally watching the series and fell in love with the characters. I thought this would make a great continuous of the story line. hope you like it.
IS THIS HOME?
The air grew heavy. Her lungs struggled to suck in the dust filled oxygen around her. Her arms tightened around Amon as she could feel his arms grow tighter around her. Dampness ran down her arms, against her cheek. 'Where did the water come from?' Robin thought to herself.
"Ro...bin." She heard a soft whisper. The once strong arms that were wrapped around her body, are now slowly losing their grip.
"No." The words struggle to come out. "Amon!" Her screams could be heard vibrating the air. 'This can't be happening.' Robin thought again. 'Not here.' A thought came to mind. The one place she felt safe. The one place she knew Amon would feel safe. A home. A home for them. A home with family and friends.
Again he was trying to sleep on the couch. Why he keeps falling asleep at the office Nagira didn't know. Maybe it was because the office was more a home to him or maybe it was the only place that he remembers that young girl his brother sent to him to watch out for so many years ago. Whatever the reason, Nagira sleeps at the office.
Six hours earlier his assistant, Hanamura, was tearing him a new one for sleeping at the office again. "You know clients sit on that couch, don't you?"
"And I sleep on it." Nagira replied.
"Huh." She blows out. As she was walking toward the door, she said. "If you were staying here again, why do you sleep upstairs." She stopped in the doorway. "There is a bed up there." His only respond was stretching out on the couch. "Fine. I'll see you in the morning." With that she left.
Now Nagira was alone on his couch in his office staring up at his ceiling unable to sleep. Just like he had done for the past four nights. He was unable to get his mind off his little brother. Well, half brother and that teen witch, Robin.
That night at the factory came back to mind as he and the others were able to get out alive, but there was no word or sign of Amon and Robin. Nagira didn't know if they were dead or alive. No one knew if they made it. And these past months he had been trying everything he could think of to find them. But with all his sources depleted, Nagira was now thinking they didn't make it.
"Amon." Nagira spoke aloud. "I'm not giving up on you, little brother. I'm not giving up on you or Robin." He tried like so many times before to close his eyes to sleep that elusive sleep he so much needed.
Would this be the night Nagira finally was able to sleep? The building began to shake. "So much for a good night sleep." Nagira shot straight up, planting his feet on the floor. "Earthquake." He turned to look out the window to see nothing else was moving. "What the?" He jumped to his feet.
It was then he heard the scream of a woman. "Amon!"
"That came from upstairs." He grabbed his gun which was laying on the side table and ran in his sock feet up the stairs to the apartment that once house Robin than Haruta Sakaki.
Nagira made it to the door and without thinking kicked it in. Gun poised and ready, Nagira was greeting with a ghastly site. Standing in the middle of the room was Robin and an unconscious Amon. Both were covered in a thick layer of dust mixed with blood.
Robin was trying her best to keep Amon up right, but his weight was getting the best of her. She turned her head when she heard the door being kicked opened. "Help me." She cried out.
Nagira quickly dropped the gun as he ran toward them just as Robin and Amon began to fall to the floor. Nagira was able to catch his little brother before he hit the floor.
TBC
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