Disclaimer: I do not own Witch Hunter Robin....DAMN.
Chapter 1: For the love of...Donuts
His hands flew over the keys at a rapid speed while Robin just stood there, looking over his shoulder. Her eyes grew wide as his fingers seemed to go faster. Finally he found what he was looking for.
"Ahh, there you go. The witch we are looking for is Kangno Hagrtic. He is 34 years old and can read peoples minds, also mess with them."
Robin was still staring down at the keyboard when Amon can up behind her.
"Robin, are you listening to Michael?"
She seemed to pop out of her skin. "How can you do that?"
Michael and Amon looked at each other and then at Robin.
"What are you talking about now, Robin?" Amon crossed his arms over his chest and gave Robin a look that said, 'Speak.'
"Michael. He types so fast and then when a page comes up he hardly has to look at it before he is on to the next."
Amon sighed and turned to Michael, "Please tell Robin about the witch again and then we will be off. Robin, pay attention."
Michael repeated the information and watched Amon and Robin leave the building. He sighed and leaned back into his chair, crossing his hands behind his head. Robin's short sentence ran through his head, 'How can you do that?'
He had spent the last few years in Raven's Flat, never leaving. The necklace around his pale, sun drained neck, kept him in the building at all times. He rarely had seen the sun or rain without a piece of glass or wall between him.
Zaizen had allowed him a large room of his own in the building. He had made it his own when nobody was around. He had shopped on line since the first day he was here to find things that reminded him of the world outside of these walls.
He looked longingly to the elevator that allowed so many to leave, day, morning or night. How he wished to be one of those people. How he wished to be Amon. Spending more time with Robin then the rest of the group and able to go outside. He picked up the coffee that Robin had gotten him earlier and sipped it.
***
Robin and Amon climbed into the car, Amon taking his seat on the right side of the car. He started up the car and they sat in their usual silence as he drove to the place where Hagrtic worked.
"Amon." Robin looked at him and he started straight ahead. "We need to talk."
"About what Robin?" Amon turned his head slightly towards her.
"About anything. The witch has the power to read peoples minds and if I am thinking about the witch and he hears it...what then?"
He looked over at her as if he had expected a different answer, "You should wear the orbo if you are scared."
"The orbo is disgusting, Amon. I do not know why you would want to wear it."
"Unlike you, my powers do not protect me." (OOFF: Okay, who ever knows what Amon's powers are...please tell me! I want to know!)
"What are your powers Amon?" Robin looked at him curiously, her mind had forgotten about the witch.
"Watch the building, I am going to call Michael to make sure Hagrtic came to work today." He pulled his communicator out of his pocket and connected with Michael. Telling her the conversation was over, completely.
She watched the building and the sidewalk in front of it, checking every face that pasted by. She knew Hagrtic's face like she knew her own.
It was long, narrow and more then a bit cold. His eyes were coal black and, in the picture that Robin had seen, they seemed too small for his face. His nose looked like it had been broken a couple of times and his mouth was like a line because he was smashing his lips together.
"He did not come to work today. We are going to check out his home." Amon turned over the engine and shifted into gear.
"But Amon...doesn't he have children? What if we have do shoot him and they see?"
"Robin, we have no choice."
***
Later that night Michael was still hunched over the keyboard, eyes scanning the computer monitor. He hit a dead end.
"Damn." He heard a soft laugh and turned to see Robin. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at home?"
She looked at him with curios eyes, "You don't want me here? I can leave if you want. After all, when the day is over this is your house and home."
'....your house and home.' The words rang true through his head, and he hated those words because they were true. But he was lonely, how could he turn down Robin?
"No, I am sorry I snapped at you. I didn't mean too. It is just really late and I was sure that Toko would be worried about you."
"She had gone on a vacation for a couple of weeks, so I am all alone at home and I thought that maybe we could keep each other company."
She looked almost hopeful, it seemed to him, he smiled and drew up a chair next to him. When she say down she plopped a coffee and a box of donuts in front of him, before he started to type again.
"Donuts?" he looked over at Robin questioningly.
"Yeah, I heard from a little bird that you liked donuts." No need for him to know that the little bird was the guard downstairs that over saw everything that comes in through the door.
Including Michaels' things that he ordered off the internet.
"So what are you doing? Researching Hagrtic some more?"
He laughed and turned the monitor towards her. It was a game. "I don't always work you know."
She smiled and then looked down at her clasped hands. "Michael? Will you teach me how to use a computer like you do? I know that you are faster then most people because you have to spend so much time in front of one. Yet, it takes me forever to type anything."
She looked bashful, and he could have sworn that he saw a blush on her cheeks. Yet Michael could see opportunity glowing. She would have to stay after closing hours, with him. He could spend more time with her, yet he could not tell her those reasons.
"Okay, but on one condition." She smiled and looked up from her hands at him. "You bring donuts and coffee, and we have to do it after work. Otherwise the boss will bitch about using STN's time unwisely.
She smiled and nodded. "So...for the love of donuts?" She put her hand out for him to shake and he did.
"For the love of donuts."
****AHHH! So what do you think? The good, the bad, or the ugly? I know that I put a little of Robin and Amon to much together, but it will be more Michael and Robin lata.
You Amon and Robin freaks (A.K.A. ME) I will do that Fan fiction next. I was going to do a Robin and Sakaki fan fic. too...but Dojima and Sakaki work so much better. There is a total love connection there. WE CAN ALL SEE IT! Fay: You are just saying that. I totally do not see it! Pink Savvy: That is because you are blind Sally: Why must you always fight? Fay: Because she is stupid and we have conflicting ideas. Pink Savvy: Oh! 'Conflicting'! Was that a big word? Damn shame you did not choke on it! Fay: I will give you something to choke on! (Fist fighting) Sally: (Shakes head) Please Review!
Chapter 1: For the love of...Donuts
His hands flew over the keys at a rapid speed while Robin just stood there, looking over his shoulder. Her eyes grew wide as his fingers seemed to go faster. Finally he found what he was looking for.
"Ahh, there you go. The witch we are looking for is Kangno Hagrtic. He is 34 years old and can read peoples minds, also mess with them."
Robin was still staring down at the keyboard when Amon can up behind her.
"Robin, are you listening to Michael?"
She seemed to pop out of her skin. "How can you do that?"
Michael and Amon looked at each other and then at Robin.
"What are you talking about now, Robin?" Amon crossed his arms over his chest and gave Robin a look that said, 'Speak.'
"Michael. He types so fast and then when a page comes up he hardly has to look at it before he is on to the next."
Amon sighed and turned to Michael, "Please tell Robin about the witch again and then we will be off. Robin, pay attention."
Michael repeated the information and watched Amon and Robin leave the building. He sighed and leaned back into his chair, crossing his hands behind his head. Robin's short sentence ran through his head, 'How can you do that?'
He had spent the last few years in Raven's Flat, never leaving. The necklace around his pale, sun drained neck, kept him in the building at all times. He rarely had seen the sun or rain without a piece of glass or wall between him.
Zaizen had allowed him a large room of his own in the building. He had made it his own when nobody was around. He had shopped on line since the first day he was here to find things that reminded him of the world outside of these walls.
He looked longingly to the elevator that allowed so many to leave, day, morning or night. How he wished to be one of those people. How he wished to be Amon. Spending more time with Robin then the rest of the group and able to go outside. He picked up the coffee that Robin had gotten him earlier and sipped it.
***
Robin and Amon climbed into the car, Amon taking his seat on the right side of the car. He started up the car and they sat in their usual silence as he drove to the place where Hagrtic worked.
"Amon." Robin looked at him and he started straight ahead. "We need to talk."
"About what Robin?" Amon turned his head slightly towards her.
"About anything. The witch has the power to read peoples minds and if I am thinking about the witch and he hears it...what then?"
He looked over at her as if he had expected a different answer, "You should wear the orbo if you are scared."
"The orbo is disgusting, Amon. I do not know why you would want to wear it."
"Unlike you, my powers do not protect me." (OOFF: Okay, who ever knows what Amon's powers are...please tell me! I want to know!)
"What are your powers Amon?" Robin looked at him curiously, her mind had forgotten about the witch.
"Watch the building, I am going to call Michael to make sure Hagrtic came to work today." He pulled his communicator out of his pocket and connected with Michael. Telling her the conversation was over, completely.
She watched the building and the sidewalk in front of it, checking every face that pasted by. She knew Hagrtic's face like she knew her own.
It was long, narrow and more then a bit cold. His eyes were coal black and, in the picture that Robin had seen, they seemed too small for his face. His nose looked like it had been broken a couple of times and his mouth was like a line because he was smashing his lips together.
"He did not come to work today. We are going to check out his home." Amon turned over the engine and shifted into gear.
"But Amon...doesn't he have children? What if we have do shoot him and they see?"
"Robin, we have no choice."
***
Later that night Michael was still hunched over the keyboard, eyes scanning the computer monitor. He hit a dead end.
"Damn." He heard a soft laugh and turned to see Robin. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at home?"
She looked at him with curios eyes, "You don't want me here? I can leave if you want. After all, when the day is over this is your house and home."
'....your house and home.' The words rang true through his head, and he hated those words because they were true. But he was lonely, how could he turn down Robin?
"No, I am sorry I snapped at you. I didn't mean too. It is just really late and I was sure that Toko would be worried about you."
"She had gone on a vacation for a couple of weeks, so I am all alone at home and I thought that maybe we could keep each other company."
She looked almost hopeful, it seemed to him, he smiled and drew up a chair next to him. When she say down she plopped a coffee and a box of donuts in front of him, before he started to type again.
"Donuts?" he looked over at Robin questioningly.
"Yeah, I heard from a little bird that you liked donuts." No need for him to know that the little bird was the guard downstairs that over saw everything that comes in through the door.
Including Michaels' things that he ordered off the internet.
"So what are you doing? Researching Hagrtic some more?"
He laughed and turned the monitor towards her. It was a game. "I don't always work you know."
She smiled and then looked down at her clasped hands. "Michael? Will you teach me how to use a computer like you do? I know that you are faster then most people because you have to spend so much time in front of one. Yet, it takes me forever to type anything."
She looked bashful, and he could have sworn that he saw a blush on her cheeks. Yet Michael could see opportunity glowing. She would have to stay after closing hours, with him. He could spend more time with her, yet he could not tell her those reasons.
"Okay, but on one condition." She smiled and looked up from her hands at him. "You bring donuts and coffee, and we have to do it after work. Otherwise the boss will bitch about using STN's time unwisely.
She smiled and nodded. "So...for the love of donuts?" She put her hand out for him to shake and he did.
"For the love of donuts."
****AHHH! So what do you think? The good, the bad, or the ugly? I know that I put a little of Robin and Amon to much together, but it will be more Michael and Robin lata.
You Amon and Robin freaks (A.K.A. ME) I will do that Fan fiction next. I was going to do a Robin and Sakaki fan fic. too...but Dojima and Sakaki work so much better. There is a total love connection there. WE CAN ALL SEE IT! Fay: You are just saying that. I totally do not see it! Pink Savvy: That is because you are blind Sally: Why must you always fight? Fay: Because she is stupid and we have conflicting ideas. Pink Savvy: Oh! 'Conflicting'! Was that a big word? Damn shame you did not choke on it! Fay: I will give you something to choke on! (Fist fighting) Sally: (Shakes head) Please Review!
