Hello! RebbieChan here. I know my first chapter had a bunch of spelling errors, but I'll do better this time!

In this chapter people use different languages. Since they're in Japan they'll be speaking Japanese unless I mark it. (E) will mean speaking in English, (G) will be German, and if they switch while in a sentence or something (J) will be Japanese.

If it doesn't make any sense please review and tell me because language will be used later for various things.

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Chapter 2

Sun shone brightly on the grounds of a small white church. Robin walked down the path away from the church while humming a hymn that had been played that morning. Getting back into her old routine of church, Harry's, work, she turned the corner to Harry's restaurant café.

"Halt, witch!" A young boy jumped out in front of Robin. The boy had bushy brown hair and green eyes. He wore a tattered blue sweatshirt, brown shorts and a pair of blue goggles rested atop his head. The boy pointed a gun at Robin.

This was Japan, the country has had a gun ban for years, so why did some kid have one? And the people around them just walked by as if there was nothing out of the ordinary.

After the silent standoff there was a rustle in the bushes to the left of the sidewalk. Three more boys appeared. The first boy stood back to back with Robin. He had his arms extended out in front of him. The boy was blonde with blue eyes and wore a tattered white t-shirt and ripped up jeans.

Before Robin could catch sight of the other two boys, the boy with the gun pulled the trigger. She tried to block it, but the boy wisped the fire away with a spiral of wind. Robin staggered backwards as the bullet pierced her shoulder. She clutched the wound and glared down at the boy.

Robin attempted a counterattack, but the fire dissolved as if hitting some sort of barrier. Glancing to her left, she saw one of the other boys, he also had his arms stretched out in front of him.

"Your craft can't get past me!" He smirked. This boy had black hair that stood straight up like a broom, green eyes, and he wore a white sleeveless shirt and yellow shorts.

If she would have had her glasses on, she would have seen the barrier go up. When Robin tried to reach for the glasses , she realized that she couldn't move. She glanced to her right, The last boy was kneeling on the ground, his shadow fusing with hers. He had long black hair that covered his eyes and wore a gray sweatshirt and black pants.

"Now to finish you off!" The boy with the gun exclaimed. High winds whipped around him as he raised the hand gun to Robin's head.

Just then, a woman ran into the boy, causing him to fall flat on his face. "Damn it!" The blonde boy cursed and dropped his arms in defeat. Robin realized that the boy must have put up an invisibility barrier around them and that was why nobody noticed the situation.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Getting a good look at the woman, Robin noticed that it was Dojima! Dojima knelt down next to the boy and tried to help him up. "I was trying to get to work and I didn't see you!"

The boy glared at her. Nodding to the others, he leapt over the bushes and out of sight, signaling for the others to follow.

Dojima watched the boys go and shook her head. "Kids these days, No respect for their elders!" Looking over, she saw Robin. "Oh, Morning Robin!" She said cheerfully. Her smile faded when she noticed the bullet wound. "What in the world happened?!"

"One of those kids had a gun." Robin explained.

"Those kids?!" Dojima turning her head in the direction they had left. Looking back she asked. "That doesn't make any sense, why'd a bunch of kids want to hurt you?"

"They called me a witch." Robin replied so quietly that Dojima barely heard her.

Dojima knew Robin was sensitive to her heritage. Instead of saying 'how'd they know?' she asked in a loud cover up voice. "Now where did they get that idea!" Grabbing hold of Robin's free hand, she sighed. "We'll have to go clean that wound." Dojima then led her to the STN-J building.

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"Guess what!" Sakaki exclaimed as the two girls exited the elevator. "It's Friday…" His excitement decreased as he noticed that the girls didn't look very happy. "What happened?" He asked.

Dojima dragged Robin past Sakaki, completely ignoring him. "Miyo, would you wrap Robin's shoulder for me, you're much better at that stuff than I am." She asked as she walked up to Karasuma's desk.

"Sure." Karasuma replied, taking Robin's hand from Dojima. She led her in to a different room saying. "What happened this time, Robin, dear."

"Robin dear? Ew." Dojima said in disgust staring after them. "(E) That woman needs to get herself a kid, I'm tired of her callin' us 'dear' or 'child'!" She said in the "tough bitch' dialect, head swivels, hand on hip and all.

Sakaki stared blankly at her "Uh, what did you just say?"

Dojima rolled her eyes. "Don't they teach English in Japanese schools?"

"Yeah, but do you really think I was a good student?" He replied, sounding proud of his failures.

Michael entered the office. "Morning guys, how's it going?"

"I bet Michael knows English!" Dojima said.

"Yeah, I can speak English," Noticing the pair's hostile looks, he asked. "Why?"

"That's just because he's a nerd!" Sakaki burst out. Michael and Dojima stared at him. "What?" He avoided their eyes and crossed his arms defiantly.

"Nerd, huh?" Michael muttered. "(E) Sakaki doesn't know anything does he?" Michael said, winking at Dojima.

"(E) Yeah, Sakaki really is an idiot." She replied.

"AH! Stop talkin' about me in a different language!" Sakaki shouted. "And I do know some English! (E) Where is my pencil!"

"Do you even know what that means?" Dojima asked. Sakaki pouted. "It means 'where is my pencil'."

"Anyway, why are you here so early, Dojima?" Michael asked, trying to diffuse the two.

"What do you mean, this is the time we're supposed to get here." She replied, avoiding the question.

"Yeah, but for you on time is two hours late!" Sakaki butt in.

"I will NOT be known as the lazy co-worker!" Dojima exclaimed, stepping up on her chair to pose triumphantly. "I will never be late again!"

"I'll believe that when I see it." Sakaki muttered.

Michael turned on his computer and glanced around. "Where's Robin and Ms. Karasuma?"

"There, all better!" Karasuma said, leading Robin out of the other room.

"Michael, could you show me a list of all registered witches between the ages ten and fifteen?" Robin asked as she took her seat.

"Just a sec." Confused, Michael quickly brought up the watch list and with a few clicks it changed to Robin's specifications. "This list still is pretty long, you sure you want to look through it?" Robin nodded in reply and dragged her chair over to Michael's computer.

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At the end of the day, a successful mission, and the list, Robin still hadn't found anything out about the boys.

"Sorry I couldn't be any more help finding your attackers." Michael said as he stood up to leave. "Are you going to stay here longer?"

Robin nodded. "Just for a bit longer." She continued to stare at the computer. Michael said his good byes and left.

One by one the others left for home, but Robin continued to search through the list in case she missed someone. The sky became red in the setting sun by the time she decided to leave.

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"-Pretty cool if you know how to work it." Robin heard voices as she entered her apartment. Coming into the main space, she saw Michael sitting with his laptop on the floor in front of the couch. Amon looked up from his place on the couch.

"Your home late."

Robin fidgeted under his gaze. "um…yeah, I guess so." Michael was sitting in the place where she always sat after coming home, leaving Robin unsure of where to go and standing awkwardly in the entryway.

"Hey, Robin, about those kids you were searching about," Michael started. "I was thinking that you should check orphanage roosters. Many orphanages don't report when a child is a witch." He patted the floor next to him. "C'mere I'll show you."

Robin sat down next to him. She looked back at Amon, he continued to stare at her and she quickly turned back to the computer screen.

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After a few hours Michael went to his apartment, promising to help look tomorrow. All the while they were searching Amon never took his eyes off of Robin. It was making her nervous. Why did he keep staring at her, was he angry about something? Robin thought she could have easily missed the boys she was looking for because she was so busy worrying about him staring at her like that.

"I'll go take a bath. " Robin said to break the awkward silence that came after Michael left. when she stood up to go to the bathroom, Amon grabbed her arm.

"Wait."

Robin's heart started to beat faster at the sound of his voice and the touch of his hand on her wrist. His hand was huge compared to tiny wrist.

"Your wound, we should put clean bandages on it." he said. "You should skip a bath tonight, it's not like you have work tomorrow."

"Oh." Robin wasn't sure what kind of 'oh' that was. 'oh', as in 'that makes sense', 'oh I hadn't thought of that', or "oh, that's all'.

Amon let go and went into his bedroom. Unsure whether to follow him or stay where she was, Robin turned toward the TV. The music channel was on again. Amon re-entered the room with bandages and sat back down on the couch. The term 'couch potato' ran through Robin's mind.

"Well, sit down." Amon said, setting the bandages on the floor.

"Oh, right." There was that word again, what did 'oh' even mean and why was that the only thing she could bring herself to say? Robin sat back down on the floor in front of Amon. Then she realized, the wound was on her shoulder. That would mean… her cheeks grew hot and red. She knew Amon was waiting but…Robin pictured herself slipping out of the top part off her dress. And in front of him! She couldn't help but wonder if that was part of the reason Amon brought this up.

Amon sat in silence as Robin's mind was thrust into turmoil. Somehow, Robin thought, He must be laughing maliciously on the inside, knowing that she was getting so flustered over this.

She hesitated as she brought her hands to her chest, unbuttoning the first few buttons. She pulled her arm out of her sleeve and slid the dress further down. Robin's face grew redder and she winced as she felt Amon's hand on her back, slowly removing the old bandages.

After he finish removing the bandages Karasuma had wrapped that morning he paused. "Could I see the wound?" He asked awkwardly.

Of course he had to ask that, She was already just about hyperventilating, now her heart beat was off the charts, causing Robin to feel dizzy. This was way to much for someone who grew up in a church thinking that she'd be a nun. But she answered with a 'yes' anyway.

Amon took a look at the bullet hole in her shoulder. "It's not that deep." he muttered, grabbing the clean bandages and began re-wrapping.

About three heart attacks later, Amon had finished bandaging Robin's shoulder. She said a thank you and hurried off to her room, collapsing on her bed. That was just too much. Robin thought, blushing into her pillow.