Raining Memories
Rinii Morlock
~*~!!DiScLaImEr!! I OWN WITCH HUNTER ROBIN... *waits* nuttin happened!! HAAAAAAHAHAHAH!! I OWN INUYASHA AS WELL AS AZUMANGA DAIOH!! *sees lawyers behind computer* I mean.. uhh... I WISH I owned Witch Hunter Robin.. and all of those others.. uhhh.. yaaa.. *lawyers don't leave* Riiiight... *stands up and runs away* GET 'EM AWAAAAYY!!! ~*~
Raining Memories:: Chapter Numero Dos
'That man I ran into was quite strange,' Robin thought to herself as she leaned on her kitchen counter in the apartment she had called home as of last year. She had a package of tea held forgotten in one hand and a teapot in the other. Before her mind had wandered off to think about the man she ran into, it was going to assist her in the wonders of making a nice pot of warm green tea to make the snow day a bit more enjoyable. Robin replayed her run with Amon in her head once more, trying to find out why it was bugging her so much. "Well, he was very mysterious, but I wouldn't think I'd be so caught up on that," she said aloud, voicing her thoughts.
She played the memory all the way to where she dropped her helmet and glasses-- her glasses! That was it! That man had her glasses because she forgot to pick them up with her helmet! That was what had her so hung up! "I'll just have to track him down then," Robin told herself and smiled. It wouldn't be THAT horrible seeing as how this man was quite handsome anyways.
With her mind now cleared of the thoughts of this Amon guy, she pushed away from the counter and went about making her tea.
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Amon sat in the local bar owned by a friend of his, staring blankly at the half-full ((AN: NoT HaLf empty!!!)) glass in his hand. . He tilted the glass a bit, making the ice in it clink. In the other hand, he held Robin's glasses, now dried off. Amon moved his gaze up to the rows and rows of drink bottles that had found their way onto the bar shelves, and cleared his throat, getting the attention of the bartender.
"Those glasses, Amon. They're not yours, I'm assuming?" the bartender asked, wiping off the counter with an old rag. ((AN:(i REALLY need the name of that bartender guy! It's getting annoying to call him 'the bartender' because i KNOW his name is mentioned in the series!! help!! . ))
"Your assumption is correct. I ran into a woman today and she dropped them."
"Ah," THE BARTENDER ((AN: aaahhhhhh!!! NOOOO!!!)) said. "Did this woman by chance have the name of Robin?" he asked, his eyes focused on the counter he was watching.
Amon was surprised that the man knew the owner of the glasses, but didn't let it show on his face. Nothing would break through his mask. "Yes. She did."
The bartender ((AN: *cries* )) smiled to himself and looked up from the counter, throwing the rag over his shoulder. "Surprising that I would know this, yes?" He sighed. "She'll be looking for those by now I expect, Amon. You should return them, lest you want to be caught in one of her anger flares. She's a witch you know. Might be able to burn you to a crisp if she tried."
Amon couldn't keep the shock from coming onto his face, although he kept his eyes at the shelf. 'A witch,' he thought. 'I knew there was something strange about her.' He looked out the window, wondering how he could have missed such an obvious point.
The sky was still a dull gray color, the snow falling at the same rate it was earlier, only now it was sticking and quite a bit of snow was already piled on the sidewalks, streets, and buildings.
"A witch. She controls fire I'm guessing?" Amon asked, the question directed towards the bartender.
The man only nodded and went over to a stack of un-washed cups, picked them up, and walked into the back, putting them down in a large sink and starting to wash them.
'A witch,' Amon thought. 'I haven't had to face a witch since...' his thoughts broke off there. A barrier he had put around a certain handful of memories shook but stayed firm. 'No. This is much different. I wont have to hunt this one unless it gets out of hand.' His large hand left the cool glass and went instinctively to the orbo gun hidden in his coat pocket.
'I will not go back to being a hunter. This won't change anything. What happened in the past is gone and wont come back unless I allow it to. I have control over what happens in my life and it will stay that way.' Amon pulled a crumpled bill out of his coat pocket and set it next to his cup, taking one last drink and leaving.
From the back of the bar, the bartender ((AN: -.- this sucks.)) heard the sound of the door shutting and smiled to himself while cleaning out a glass. "You can't hide from yourself forever, Amon. You know that deep inside, you want to go back to hunting. That is your true desire. Don't fight it."
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WOOOO! OKIES! Chappie 3 coming on up! Sorry to keep all of ya waiting! I just couldn't get my 'dark and gothic' writing style back on and I know for sure that I didn't get it back on as much for this chappie! Sorries! ^_^ It was so fun to get reviews that asked questions n' stuff! Muchos gracias to all of ya who reviewed! Mmkaayyy... On To ThE NeXt OrDeR oF BuSiNeSs!!! I don't think that I said this on ch. 1, but this is an Alternate Universe (AU) story and yes, I'm pretty sure it will be a Robin/Amon story... I'm aiming to get the other characters wired into this as well though, so to all of you who like the Robin/Michael better, don't loose hope! There may still be a chance that they hook up! I REALLY wanna make in a Robin/Amon though because Amon is just hot... if he was a real person, id SO be his stalker. FOR FREE.. NO CHARGE AT ALL!!! AaNnDd.... UmMmM *looks over reviews* OH! I'm writing a fiction on this because.. well I really dunno why.. I just started to watch the episodes they play on Adult Swim last Tuesday so... I guess I just wanted to! Heheh.. But it was weird because I've watched Inuyasha for a long time... watched all of the reruns n' all, tried writing some ficcys on it, but never had the urge to continue them! ^_^' I'm sure I'll stick with this one though. LoL but either way... I hope that this answered most of your questions! Pocky to you guys who reviewed! NICE REVIEWS that is.. -.- EVEN THOUGH CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISIZM IS WELCOMED.. *skips away laughing maniacally*
Rinii Morlock
~*~!!DiScLaImEr!! I OWN WITCH HUNTER ROBIN... *waits* nuttin happened!! HAAAAAAHAHAHAH!! I OWN INUYASHA AS WELL AS AZUMANGA DAIOH!! *sees lawyers behind computer* I mean.. uhh... I WISH I owned Witch Hunter Robin.. and all of those others.. uhhh.. yaaa.. *lawyers don't leave* Riiiight... *stands up and runs away* GET 'EM AWAAAAYY!!! ~*~
Raining Memories:: Chapter Numero Dos
'That man I ran into was quite strange,' Robin thought to herself as she leaned on her kitchen counter in the apartment she had called home as of last year. She had a package of tea held forgotten in one hand and a teapot in the other. Before her mind had wandered off to think about the man she ran into, it was going to assist her in the wonders of making a nice pot of warm green tea to make the snow day a bit more enjoyable. Robin replayed her run with Amon in her head once more, trying to find out why it was bugging her so much. "Well, he was very mysterious, but I wouldn't think I'd be so caught up on that," she said aloud, voicing her thoughts.
She played the memory all the way to where she dropped her helmet and glasses-- her glasses! That was it! That man had her glasses because she forgot to pick them up with her helmet! That was what had her so hung up! "I'll just have to track him down then," Robin told herself and smiled. It wouldn't be THAT horrible seeing as how this man was quite handsome anyways.
With her mind now cleared of the thoughts of this Amon guy, she pushed away from the counter and went about making her tea.
...........................................................................................................
Amon sat in the local bar owned by a friend of his, staring blankly at the half-full ((AN: NoT HaLf empty!!!)) glass in his hand. . He tilted the glass a bit, making the ice in it clink. In the other hand, he held Robin's glasses, now dried off. Amon moved his gaze up to the rows and rows of drink bottles that had found their way onto the bar shelves, and cleared his throat, getting the attention of the bartender.
"Those glasses, Amon. They're not yours, I'm assuming?" the bartender asked, wiping off the counter with an old rag. ((AN:(i REALLY need the name of that bartender guy! It's getting annoying to call him 'the bartender' because i KNOW his name is mentioned in the series!! help!! . ))
"Your assumption is correct. I ran into a woman today and she dropped them."
"Ah," THE BARTENDER ((AN: aaahhhhhh!!! NOOOO!!!)) said. "Did this woman by chance have the name of Robin?" he asked, his eyes focused on the counter he was watching.
Amon was surprised that the man knew the owner of the glasses, but didn't let it show on his face. Nothing would break through his mask. "Yes. She did."
The bartender ((AN: *cries* )) smiled to himself and looked up from the counter, throwing the rag over his shoulder. "Surprising that I would know this, yes?" He sighed. "She'll be looking for those by now I expect, Amon. You should return them, lest you want to be caught in one of her anger flares. She's a witch you know. Might be able to burn you to a crisp if she tried."
Amon couldn't keep the shock from coming onto his face, although he kept his eyes at the shelf. 'A witch,' he thought. 'I knew there was something strange about her.' He looked out the window, wondering how he could have missed such an obvious point.
The sky was still a dull gray color, the snow falling at the same rate it was earlier, only now it was sticking and quite a bit of snow was already piled on the sidewalks, streets, and buildings.
"A witch. She controls fire I'm guessing?" Amon asked, the question directed towards the bartender.
The man only nodded and went over to a stack of un-washed cups, picked them up, and walked into the back, putting them down in a large sink and starting to wash them.
'A witch,' Amon thought. 'I haven't had to face a witch since...' his thoughts broke off there. A barrier he had put around a certain handful of memories shook but stayed firm. 'No. This is much different. I wont have to hunt this one unless it gets out of hand.' His large hand left the cool glass and went instinctively to the orbo gun hidden in his coat pocket.
'I will not go back to being a hunter. This won't change anything. What happened in the past is gone and wont come back unless I allow it to. I have control over what happens in my life and it will stay that way.' Amon pulled a crumpled bill out of his coat pocket and set it next to his cup, taking one last drink and leaving.
From the back of the bar, the bartender ((AN: -.- this sucks.)) heard the sound of the door shutting and smiled to himself while cleaning out a glass. "You can't hide from yourself forever, Amon. You know that deep inside, you want to go back to hunting. That is your true desire. Don't fight it."
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WOOOO! OKIES! Chappie 3 coming on up! Sorry to keep all of ya waiting! I just couldn't get my 'dark and gothic' writing style back on and I know for sure that I didn't get it back on as much for this chappie! Sorries! ^_^ It was so fun to get reviews that asked questions n' stuff! Muchos gracias to all of ya who reviewed! Mmkaayyy... On To ThE NeXt OrDeR oF BuSiNeSs!!! I don't think that I said this on ch. 1, but this is an Alternate Universe (AU) story and yes, I'm pretty sure it will be a Robin/Amon story... I'm aiming to get the other characters wired into this as well though, so to all of you who like the Robin/Michael better, don't loose hope! There may still be a chance that they hook up! I REALLY wanna make in a Robin/Amon though because Amon is just hot... if he was a real person, id SO be his stalker. FOR FREE.. NO CHARGE AT ALL!!! AaNnDd.... UmMmM *looks over reviews* OH! I'm writing a fiction on this because.. well I really dunno why.. I just started to watch the episodes they play on Adult Swim last Tuesday so... I guess I just wanted to! Heheh.. But it was weird because I've watched Inuyasha for a long time... watched all of the reruns n' all, tried writing some ficcys on it, but never had the urge to continue them! ^_^' I'm sure I'll stick with this one though. LoL but either way... I hope that this answered most of your questions! Pocky to you guys who reviewed! NICE REVIEWS that is.. -.- EVEN THOUGH CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISIZM IS WELCOMED.. *skips away laughing maniacally*