Chapter Four:
Feels Good
Preparing for another slow and boring day at the office, Robin picked up a book from her shelf. She was excited about this book, the newest installment from her favorite author. That excitement paled in comparison to the thought of burning something new.
"I'm ready to go now." Robin said, walking into the living room where Amon waited on the couch. "Amon?" She repeated when she didn't receive an answer or see him move. Leaning over the back of the couch, Robin saw that Amon had fallen asleep.
Even in his sleep Amon looked pained. He still looked as if he was fighting himself. Robin hated seeing him look this way, it was only a week or so before when his expression was one of someone cool, calm and confident. He must be very tired, Robin thought. to fall asleep sitting up. Mentally tired from all the thoughts that must be flying throughout his head right now, Robin felt it too. Wondering the why's the what's of everything going on in secret left her tired as well. She didn't want to wake him, she knew how he felt.
"…All they do…Pain…" Amon mumbled in his sleep. Curious, Robin listened closer. "True power…cause pain…round them…" It sounded like what he had said before, when they had almost hit that guy the other day, 'all they do is cause pain' 'you feel this way because of her'.
Robin leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Who's true power?"
"A witches' power…" Amon mumbled in response.
Robin grimaced, she knew this was wrong but she needed to know. "What is a witches' power?"
"Witches cause pain to those around them…know a witch you will have pain." Amon curled up and lay on his side.
"Why?"
"Witches purpose…Zeizen said"
"What did Zeizen say?"
"Hunt Robin…spy…give pain…witch…" Amon's face grew more pained. "Robin…"
"Are you going to do what Zeizen says?" Robin asked fearfully.
"Pain because Robin…witch…Robin…"Even in his sleep his voice shook with emotion. His hand gripped the couch. "M-mom…"
"Do you love your mother?"
"fault…mom…f-fault mine…mom" a tear ran down his cheek and he began to speak rapidly. "Robin…Robin leave mom should ruwaherm…" his mutterings became incoherent.
This was good, she had found what she needed. Just a little more working and she would be there. Robin reached down and lightly shook Amon's shoulder. "Amon, wake up."
"Hmm?" Amon sat up slowly, glancing around.
"You fell asleep." Robin explained. Amon lifted his hand to his face and wiped away the stray tear. He looked from his hand to Robin, giving each confused looks. "You should try to get some sleep."
"Yeah, I know." Amon said quietly, staring down at his hand. He closed his hand into a fist and pushed himself up off the couch a little too forcefully with it. Robin followed him out.
"Hey, Amon?" Robin started as they left the building.
"Going to start interrogating me again?" Amon asked with a smirk. "Found something else about me that you need to see in to?"
"A-,uh…" Robin stuttered in shock, did he know that she knew?
"Yeah, I know that you've been prying into my business. You're pretty obvious." Amon turned to face her. "I don't care, do what you want because who knows what I could be digging up about you."
"Tricky…" Robin muttered. "But I don't have anything to hide."
"That's what you think." Amon said, almost in a whisper.
"What does that mean?"
Amon shrugged. "Weren't you going to ask me something?"
Robin nodded, understanding. They were both walking on thin ice, trying to get as much information as possible on the other. Amon was calling a challenge, with the few things he said he had explained to her that he did know that she knew about his mission. "I was going to ask why you haven't been at the office."
"I'm avoiding Zeizen." Amon answered, turning back to the car.
"Why? Are you in trouble because of your hesitating?"
" 'She has given you plenty of opportunities, why haven't you done anything yet?'" Amon quoted dryly. "That's what he keeps telling me, but I won't until I have found a reason. It shouldn't take too long." It looked to Robin as if he had expected her question, too bad, she had hoped to catch him off guard. "My turn, why do you think you can beat me?"
Robin blinked, then answered calmly. "This is a matter of self preservation, I have no choice." Amon nodded to himself, weighing her answer. "What is it that you're after exactly, proof that I'm a witch?"
"I already know you are a witch. I want proof that you are a dangerous one."
"But aren't all witches dangerous, they were put on this earth simply to give pain to those around them." Robin saw Amon flinch at the words. "Isn't that what Zeizen told you?" She feigned an innocent look. "But wouldn't that mean that you were also put on this earth to cause pain?"
Amon knew he was going to regret asking, but did so anyway. "What makes you say that?"
"Well, you mother was a witch, right?" She smiled slyly as Amon gripped the steering wheel harder.
"Toko." Amon whispered hatefully.
"That's right, Toko. She confided in me how she wishes she could get you to love her, when we both know that that won't happen."
"Don't try to make me feel guilty. I could never-"
"Why? What's wrong with Toko?" Robin demanded angrily. So Toko could be annoying at times, she still wasn't going to let Amon off the hook without an explanation. "She's pretty, kind, smart and…"
"I know."
"Then what's wrong?"
"She's like a sister to me." Amon said bluntly.
"Oh." Now she felt dumb. "Like a sister…"
Amon cleared his throat awkwardly. "The rainy season is ending, so I won't be seeing you so much anymore." Before Robin could say anything in response, Amon continued. "I'm not going to come back to the office."
Robin watched as he drove away. "I'll see you on the hunt." She whispered to herself.
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Robin liked the idea of a challenge and this thing with Amon would be no different. This challenge wasn't just any old challenge either, this was life and death and yet somehow that wasn't what worried her, if she won this challenge Amon would return to his normal self. She would have Amon back, the thought made her smile. Cool and confident Amon, Robin wasn't going to let herself lose.
"I wonder what Amon's doing right now." Robin thought aloud.
Michael sighed loudly. "Probably what he said he's doing, looking for leads on some hunts."
"Maybe on one hunt in particular…" Robin muttered.
Michael's phone rang. "Speak of the devil…" He answered it. "Amon?…Yeah, send Robin and Dojima, but miss Dojima isn't here right now."
As the words came out of his mouth, Dojima bounced in. "Morning Guys!"
"Never mind she's here." Michael began writing down an address. "Got it." He turned to the two girls. "Amon has a hunt for you."
"Aww man!" Dojima sighed. Their expressions couldn't be more different, with Robin looking as if Christmas had come early that year and Dojima looking as if she had to go get a filling. Robin grabbed Dojima's arm and hurried her to the elevator. "I'm not even going to bother asking why you look so happy." Dojima said, rolling her eyes as Robin practically jumped in excitement.
They arrived at the designated place; a warehouse on the edge of town. "Why is it that these things always take place in places like this?" Dojima muttered in disgust.
"Dojima! With that big mouth of yours, you'll scare the witch away!" Michael commented.
"Witches aren't deer's, Michael." Dojima replied.
"Are we going to do this or not, guys? Focus!" Robin snapped, though she still wore an excited expression. "Let's do this."
That was probably the most words Dojima had ever heard her say. "Y-yeah." She nodded, shocked at her tone.
Swift and silent, the two moved into position inside the warehouse. Flanking on either side of a small hallway they stood in wait. "Michael?" Robin whispered. "Is Amon or someone going to send the witch this way?"
"Oh. Crap. I'll send someone over." Michael said.
"No need, I hear him coming." Robin closed her eyes and focused on the spot where she heard the footsteps and sent out the fire.
"What the-?" The witch exclaimed. The footsteps came closer. The man ran out of the hall, passed the two hunters. He froze and turned at the sight. Robin blocked his exits with the flame. The witch whipped his head around in shock. Before he could begin protesting and asking why, Dojima shot him down.
"That was quick." Michael's voice broke the silence.
Robin looked up from the unconscious body, smiling. "We did good!" She gave Dojima a thumbs up. The blonde meekly returned the gesture.
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Robin sighed with content, she had made a good choice yesterday, burning the cigarettes was fun compared to the little bits of paper that she used of late. It wasn't like she was actually smoking them or anything, though, that would be bad for her health. As she watched the smoke drift upwards out of the bathroom stall she thought that she needed a better place to do this. She didn't want anyone to get the wrong idea, but then again, what would be the right idea?
She tried to shake off the feeling but as she took a look at herself, she felt stupid and childish. What was she doing?
Digging herself a hole, that's what. A hole that would form out of this becoming a habit, if that happened wouldn't she be giving Amon his reason to hunt her?
Exactly. If Amon saw this he would think she was losing control of her powers. And he would be right, how could she deny that when she was sneaking around burning whatever she could find.
The realization made her feel sick. Then another thought came, if she ended up having to use her powers doing this would be fine. Doing this didn't hurt anyone, so it couldn't be that bad.
Nodding to agree with herself, Robin grabbed the small box and returned it to an inside coat pocket. As she made her way to the door, Dojima entered. Robin directed her gaze to the floor in embarrassment, surely Dojima would notice the smoke drifting around at the ceiling.
As if on cue, she glanced up, frowned, then sent Robin a confused look. Robin hurried out and decided that today would be a good day to take off early.
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The next day Robin found that it was a good idea to avoid burning anything. She noticed her fellow hunters casting her strange looks throughout the day, Dojima must have told the others what she saw. Robin couldn't blame her, she would have done the same thing if it was the other way around. What did bother her was that no one said anything. They just glanced at her warily and whispered among themselves. Nobody said more than two words to her the whole day.
Going home, Robin thought she'd get away from it. Maybe hoped was a better word. Not too long after she arrived, Toko came home. Hoping that she hadn't caught word, Robin offered to make dinner. "What would you like?" She asked politely.
"Anything's fine." Toko answer crisply. Robin gulped and started to make 'anything'. Toko had heard, she was certain. Robin would have much rather preferred her coworker's silence over having Toko give a 'talk', and there was no doubt that Toko would speak. The older woman stood by the table, waiting.
Robin sighed. "So how was your day?" She had to start, or things would just get worse.
"Well," Toko started, sending a shiver down Robin's spine. "I heard some very interesting news from Amon today, quite frankly when I saw that he had called I thought it would be about getting together for a date or something."
"About that-" Robin started.
"Don't change the subject." Toko snapped before continuing. "He called about you." The pause between sentences somehow made Robin fear the woman more than any witch. "Apparently, someone thought they saw you possibly doing something…" Just spit it out, say it already. Robin chanted silently, not wanting her to drag this out any further. "Smoking." Toko added when Robin didn't inquire. Still, Robin chose to stay silent for a little longer. "I want you to tell me if this is true or not, and don't lie."
"I promise you that I haven't ever even thought about doing that in my life." Toko eyed her suspiciously. "I swear, it's not what you think. I'm not lying." Robin added truthfully.
Toko sighed. "All right, I believe you. Sorry that I doubted you."
"It's okay." Robin said quietly. She finished making super in silence, understanding the term 'slaving over a hot oven'. Cooking, she had found, was not her strong point. The heat from the stove didn't really bother her now that she was used to being hot, it was the fact that it reminded her that she might be losing it.
"So…" Toko awkwardly tried to start up a conversation when supper was ready. "Anything new with you?"
"No." Robin watched her face fall upon hearing this. "How about you?" She added feeling that she was obliged to.
"Nothing! We're two peas in a pod like that I suppose." This surprised Robin, Toko just about always had something to say. "Since Amon and I are 'taking a break' there truly is nothing going on, I hope this idea of yours works."
Robin shifted uncomfortably. "Yeah…" She wanted to tell her that it was never going to work out Amon. "What if I told you-if I told you that…" But somehow it wouldn't come out and she began to speak louder and louder with the effort. Toko stared at the girl with curiosity. By now Robin was shouting. "WHAT IF I SAID HE WAS GAY!"
Toko blinked in surprise, dropping her fork.
What did I just say?! Robin thought wildly. Her face flushed in embarrassment. Wide eyed, she stared down at her plate. "Uh, ah, I mean-"
Toko burst out laughing. "What?" She managed to gasp out. "What are you going on about?"
"I-I'm just saying…that's not what I meant! He's not gay-I think-it's just I…" Robin desperately tried to take it back.
"Toko took in a breath of air to silence her laughter. "All right, what are you trying to say?"
"I meant that if he doesn't want to be with you, you'll have to move on." Robin hoped that this would be a good enough hint.
"I know." Toko nodded. "But all seriousness aside, why did you say that he was gay?"
"I have no clue how that came out of my mouth." Robin insisted. For the rest of the night they continued to crack 'gay Amon' jokes, many times Toko mentioned something called 'yaoi', Robin decided that it would be better not to ask what that was. And it was fun, it felt really good to simply joke and laugh the night away.
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First thing the next morning Robin was sent off on a hunt with Sakaki and Karasuma. As before, Amon had given them the tip and never showed. And as before, Robin preformed they way she was supposed to, capturing the witch. This time though, it wasn't as easy and she again felt the stress of the heat, probably because she didn't burn anything yesterday.
The three of them waited in the elevator, Robin now with the resolve to burn again. "Where do you think Mr. Amon is?" Sakaki inquired. " I mean, usually he's barely here but now he's not here at all."
"I was wondering that myself. Robin, do you know anything?" Karasuma asked.
"Maybe he's avoiding someone." The young hunter said softly.
"Is he really the type to hold a grudge?" Sakaki wondered aloud. You have no idea. Robin thought, Amon had a few long held grudges affecting him every single day.
The doors slowly opened and Robin heard Dojima speaking. "…Well maybe she's lying, I know what I saw!" She was leaning over her chair, speaking to Michael. When she caught glimpse of Robin, her eyes widened. Of course she was talking about Robin, of course she thought that she had lied.
Robin avoided Dojima's gaze and rushed away to the restroom. She heard Dojima following after her, there was nowhere to run once she reached the restroom. Dojima grabbed Robin's wrist. "Hey!"
"What?" Robin imitated Amon's famous glare.
"You know what, I want to know what's going on."
Robin wormed her way out of Dojima's grasp. "Nothing. Nothing's going on." She said irritably, trying to get past her and out.
"You can tell me, I'm your friend."
"Apparently not, I was under the impression that friends didn't spread rumors about each other."
"Robin." Dojima pleaded. "You know I'm only trying to help."
All of a sudden in her anger, she felt her self pulling the heat in. She didn't mean to do it but now that she had, she needed to get it out. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt Dojima, she needed to get out of there fast. "Who ever said that I wanted help!" Robin spoke with new determination, if she couldn't make it past Dojima she would have to talk her down. It was time to break out the big guns. It was time to throw a tantrum. God, forgive me for this. "Why the hell do you think I need anybody's help?! I'm old enough to make my own decisions, just because you still can't grow up doesn't mean that I haven't!"
Dojima stared blankly at Robin, surprise evident on her face. "What are you talking about?" She gaped.
Robin managed to get some tears out. "I hate it! I absolutely hate it when people treat me like a kid!" She even added in a foot stomp.
"Robin…" Dojima started warily.
"I hate it I hate it I HATE IT!" She screamed.
Dojima glanced around in embarrassment for her friend. "Robin look at yourself!" She started forward. Robin took this moment to run, she quickly sped around Dojima and out.
"What's with all the yelling?" Sakaki asked lazily from his desk when Robin ran into the room. There wasn't time to answer, Robin darted for the stairs, no time for an elevator. She stumbled a few times on her way down until finally she reach the bottom.
"Where's the fire?" The gatekeeper asked, Robin again ran past and ignored the question. But now that she was out, where would she go? She didn't stop to think about it, she kept running and running until for a second she forgot why.
She felt like she was going to burst. She needed to stop, but where could she hide? What was she even hiding from? It didn't matter. Nothing mattered. All she needed to do was burn.
Robin leapt into some bushes and crouched down low so that the top her head just barely stuck out. Frantically, she whipped out the small box. Her hands shook and dropped the cigarettes on the ground. She closed her eyes and when she reopened them she saw her flame slash like a blade at the little objects.
Real tears rolled down her cheeks as she watched them burn. "It's not like I needed to." She whispered to herself. "I didn't have to burn, I'm choosing to." Robin lied to herself to feel better. "It's okay as long as I feel good." She didn't know how long she had sat there crying when she heard footsteps behind her.
Someone brushed the bushes away. Robin looked up to see Amon staring down at her. "Robin." He reached down and began lifting her up by the armpit.
"Let go." She broke free and fell face first into the ground. Silently he reached down again and wrapped his arms around her waist to lift her up. "Don't!" Robin continued trying to fight him until suddenly his arms went limp. She looked up at his face and followed his wide eyes to some of the still burning cigarettes. He must have thought the truth, that she had been burning them. "It's not what you think, I swear!" She insisted. One of the flames grew and reached part of the bush, sending the bush aflame. Robin stumbled backwards into Amon.
The sight of the fire growing uncontrollably reflected in her eyes. Fear shot through her, this wasn't supposed to happen, it was her who controlled the flames they were not supposed to move on their own. The sight froze Robin, time seemed to slow down. She opened her mouth in surprise but nothing came out.
A strange cool feeling licked around Robin and caused her to take her eyes off the fire. It had spread and now it crawled up her jacket. She screamed and latched onto Amon. "It's going to get me!" Robin shouted. "Get off! Amon get it off of me!"
Amon managed to pull her out of the burning bush. "Robin let go." He pushed her away so that he could bat the fire out. Before he had the chance to do anything more, Robin grabbed hold of him again.
"It's cold Amon!" She cried, pulling at his shirt. "Why is it cold?"
Holding Robin by the shoulders, Amon continued trying to push her away when he realized something, if things kept on as they were they would both be set on fire. Now he really had to get her off of him. To put more force in the next push he took a step forward, coincidentally, at the same time Robin bent lower and wrapped her arms around his middle. So instead of getting the result he wanted, his hands slipped over her shoulders adding to the momentum of taking a step and fell on top of her. The upside, he saw, was that the flames had been crushed in the impact.
Amon rubbed his forehead and sat up. Robin still clung to him, willing him to forget what he knew. Willing him to protect her from himself. He couldn't actually consider her dangerous if she wasn't hurting anyone. Nobody was harmed. She would be okay.
For Amon it was a different story. One that Robin refused to accept. He was planning out a scenario for her death.
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Robin knew that this would be horribly embarrassing. She had thrown a tantrum and ran away in front of everyone and now Amon was driving her back there. He hadn't said anything, he wouldn't and she didn't expect him to. She felt as if she had been broken, like a child's toy. Her spirit seemed to have disappeared in a puff of smoke. What Robin didn't realize was that something inside her did break, something that held her powers and sanity in check.
When the car stopped, Robin didn't move. For a moment she thought of running again, that is until Amon yanked her out of her seat and lead her up.
All was silent as they entered the room. The group stood there as if they had known that they were coming. Amon pulled her in front of him, removed the box from her inside coat pocket and threw it on a nearby table. He released her and leaned back against the wall. Robin took in their reactions for a second before rolling her eyes and staring at the ground. Karasuma had given her a disciplining glare, Sakaki was shocked, Dojima looked disappointed, and Michael…where was he?
It was funny to her. These guys had no idea what she was going through and what was really going on. To them, something as insignificant as a co-worker smoking underage was the end of the line. Robin only wished that were the case.
She vaguely heard Karasuma say something. From behind, Amon grabbed her arm and led her into the conference room. He pushed her into a seat across from Karasuma. Again Karasuma started to speak but few words felt recognizable to Robin. "Are you even listening to me?" The older woman finally asked.
Robin looked her straight in the face and said. "No."
"Don't you realize how serious this is?" Karasuma was pissed, probably because she wasn't used to dealing with anyone with an attitude. Also the fact that the person she was speaking to never before acted this way.
"You have no idea." Robin laughed. It was so damn funny that nobody realized that the person right next to them had plans to kill her.
"What could you possibly be laughing at?" Karasuma demanded, glancing to Amon for help. None came.
"Why don't you ask him." Robin nodded towards Amon. "He knows. I bet he's laughing about it on the inside too." She felt so weak. All she wanted was for things to be normal again, even though she knew it could never be that way. All she wanted was to believe that everything was fine, even though she couldn't. "So what, everyone turns and blames me for everything? Why should I be the one in trouble, when he's done much worse?!" She felt herself getting angry at herself for not believing her own lies. It was as if she was falling and all she could do was this…this nothing. "What do you know? What do you know about me, or what's going on?" She slammed her hands down on the table. "You'll never know! He sure as hell won't tell you!"
Karasuma's eyes were wide in shock and confusion at her outburst. "Robin, what are you-"
"And I'm not going to try to explain because no one would believe me!" Tears started to stream done her face. "You think that you know what's going on, but that's not what any of this is about! And you'll all be sorry when you've found me dead somewhere!"
"That sounds like a suicide threat." Karasuma couldn't possibly be more confused.
"Well maybe it is! It would make one fu-damn good alibi!" She stood to leave and found Amon's hand on her shoulder.
"Where do you think you're going?" Karasuma asked, standing also.
"I'm going home!" Robin shouted, knocking Amon's hand away. "Is there something wrong with that?!" She glared at Amon.
"I think you need to stay here and calm down." Karasuma tried to keep her own voice level.
"So keeping me locked in here is supposed to make me 'feel better'?" She turned and threw open the door.
"Robin get back he-"
"NO! I'M GOING HOME!" She slammed the door on them and ran out.
This time no one followed her. When she got home she went straight to bed to avoid the all-knowing Toko from coming home thinking she could console her. Now that she was alone, she couldn't have felt more stupid. But as she sought a reason as to why she felt that way, Robin couldn't find the answer.
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"Robin." She turned at the sound of her name. Amon waved her forward and turned to leave. As always Robin followed. It had been a few days and things had returned to a false sense of normalcy.
He drove her down to an abandoned boathouse. He hadn't said anything the whole time, Robin wasn't surprised, Amon hadn't spoken to her since he found her in the bushes. When the car stopped, she went to put her earpiece in. "Leave that in the car." Amon ordered.
Robin froze. Slowly she did as she was told. She didn't need to ask if they had cameras in the area. Even so, she followed him into the building.
Amon took out a gun. It wasn't the type he usually carried on hunts. It wouldn't shoot paralyzing orbo bullets. He loaded it with strange looking bullets, though still ones that Robin knew were meant for killing. Amon finished and pointed it at her.
No words needed to be said. Robin wasn't about to plead for her life. She would fight.
Even though he knew it wouldn't be that easy, Amon fired of a bullet. Robin moved to avoid it and sent her fire out to block it. The bullet fazed through the flames like they weren't there, it was a good thing that she moved far enough away to dodge a direct hit.
Robin knew that he was the one with the advantage. She couldn't hit him with her powers, she couldn't deflect him with her powers, and if it came to physical strength Robin could do nothing against him. The only thing that she could do was to take away the gun and orbo, it was the only way to survive.
She glanced around and caught sight of a knife used probably for gutting fish. Her experience in knife throwing was…well she had none, but she grabbed the thing anyway. Amon seemed amused by this. He started towards her thinking that she had no chance. Robin threw the knife at the hand that held the gun, missing terribly. The attempt was pretty pathetic it would have been smarter to hold on to it.
Now as he neared her, Robin kicked out a broken leg from a table a pushed it forward. The table took Amon by surprise, but he still managed to dodger it and grabbed a hold of Robin's shoulder. He wanted to get this over with as fast as possible, his plan was to hold her down and finish her off.
Amon pushed her back against the wall but as he held the gun the her head Robin kicked him in his groin. Man's biggest weakness. From the impact, to Robin's surprise, he dropped the gun and doubled over. Quickly, Robin took the gun and ran around behind him and out of his reach.
He raised himself back to full height and turned to see Robin pointing the gun at him. She fired and Amon dodged it easily. As he dodged it though she fired another, still missing him but hitting the orbo that swung away from his body from the movement. The vile broke and green liquid spilled to the floor.
Robin smiled, knowing that she had saved herself. Burn him! The heat of the moment seemed to say. He tried to kill you, he'd do it again, he deserves it! And all of a sudden the flames shot out on their own. Amon closed his eyes to brace him self for the impact. There was none. He opened them to a strange sight.
A melting wall of ice stood before him. Seeing through to the other side he saw that Robin was just as confused as him. Amon took a staggering step back.
"Amon, you're a-"Robin started in disbelief.
"I'm not a witch!" Amon shouted, but it sounded more like he was trying to convince himself.
"If your mother was one then it can't be that much of a surprise." Robin said, as if putting the pieces together. She placed the gun on the ground and walked towards him.
Amon's eyes were wide. It was as if everything he knew had came crashing down. What was he supposed to do? What if he wouldn't be able to control his powers? Robin sensed these questions. "I'll help you learn ways to control them." She offered.
And now, it was like something inside of him had broke. His past beliefs, his past values. His past life. "How was it like when you first discovered your powers?" He asked, sitting down.
Robin sat down next to him. "I was afraid. I had no clue as to what I was supposed to do, I don't think I even knew what it meant, I was only ten at the time." She saw how badly Amon was shaking and leaned her head against his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. "I felt like I had been cursed or was being punished of something that maybe I once did. I felt lost and confused. There is something that I found that makes me feel like everything is better. With my power I told myself that I would do whatever I felt was right or whatever that felt good, as long as nobody is harmed, things now feel okay and it's not that bad." She had to correct herself. "Most of the time."
Amon looked down at her. "Thank you." he said.
Robin didn't know why but all of a sudden she found herself tilting her head up and lightly pulling his down. She smiled to herself because in that moment it didn't really matter. She pushed herself close, kissing him.
It was strange, there was no point in any of it, and it just happened. At first, Amon's stayed stone cold as normal but soon Robin felt him melding into her. Everything was so fast and suddenly Robin found herself with her back to the floor, Amon above her on all fours. "I'll take that advice." He whispered into her ear and begean his way down her neck.
There was no logical way to describe it. She couldn't think, but she could move in ways she never thought possible. it was all touch grab pull at whatever to get where they wanted. Neigther of them even thought that this might be some sort of trick against the other, a way to get the other defenseless and go for the kill. To both of them, it was something they planned never to do and that just made it better. It was so wrong and so right. It felt so good.
Suddenly extremly tired, Amon laid his head on Robin's chest. Slowly they breathed together. Then finally. "What time is it?" Amon asked, not really looking for an answer. They sat up and as Amon looked down in search of his clothes he froze.
Robin followed his eyes. "There's always suposed to be a little blood for the first time." She said softly.
"I'm sorry." He began."I didn't mean to-"
"It's fine, I would have told you to stop if I had wnted you to." Robin suprised herself at how calm she was being.
"But what if I hadn't?"
"Then you could apoligise."
Amon stood up, checking the clock on his phone. "We need to get you home so you can change." He took a look at his own clothes. "We'll stop by my place first."
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Awkard silence had followed them back to his apartment and then to Toko's. A silence that needed to be broken and yet prefered. "We need to talk." Amon started when Robin had finished changing. Robin nodded in agrement. "Just to put it out there, I'm not the type of person who would go and do that sort of thing and obviously, neither are you so." It was cute, how nervous he was. He would sway on his feet and blush and look away. "I don't know what it was that...came over us. I-What do you want to do?"
Robin blinked. The thought hadn't come to her, what could happen next was the real question. That thought excited her. "What do you mean?" She asked.
"Like, do you want to forget that happened or would you feel obliged to something because of this or..." Amon dug his foot into the ground and looked at the ceiling. "do you want to get together and maybe..." He mumbled.
"Are you asking me to be your gilrfriend?" Robin asked hesitantly. Amon was so red at this question that she could have mistaken him for a tomato. He glared at the ceiling and nodded. "If I'm going to be your girlfriend, your going to have to look at me." Amon looked down at her as she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a light kiss on the cheek.
"What are we going to do about Zeizen? He wants you dead."
"I have contact with Solomon, I could explain that you need to speak with them. They'll call you from the office that they need you for something, you go and explain the issue with him and it will all be taken care of." Robin came up with the idea before, hopping that somehow she could convince Amon not to kill her. Funny how that all turned out.
"Then everything will be fine." Amon added, leaning in close.
"Robin! I'm home!" Toko called, bursting into the room. Robin and Amon split apart so fast that Amon fell backwards over the couch and Robin hit the back of her head on the wall. Luckily they were fast enough that Toko hadn't noticed their embrace. "Amon? Why are you here? And what are you doing?" She asked.
Amon sat up. "I...tripped."
"He was just dropping me off after a hunt because it was on the way." Robin hastily explained.
Correction, they had one other big thing to deal with.
So yeah i know you all are probably dissapionted the crappy implied sex scene. I'm sorry, i tried, but it was just to hard and well i should never write a sence like that. you do not want to see those drafts. so...my appoligies. . oh well, the rest was good, right? Let me know, review!!!
