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a/n: yeah that was a typo on the tokou thing, I spelled it right in earlier chapters but i was
sorta hurrying to get the last chapter out. tra la la glad ya'll liked it. But you probably wont like this one. sorry. i sorta went from funny to drama i hate it when i do that. i want to go back to funny dammit!
thanks for the reviews. yay.
i really gotta think of a better title for this. ohwell.
Attempt 13-
Chapter 10-
Tokou just stood there. Shocked to say the least. Her dirty blonde hair was matted against her face and neck. Her usually impeccably tidy appearance was rumbled and soaked. Sticking to her body in a very unflattering way.
They were...They were...
Is this why he broke it off with her?
For Robin?
It seemed absurd, and yet... Why do they always go for the younger women? Why?
She would not cry, at least not now. Not with Robin staring up at her wide-eyed and ashamed. Her young face was pressed against the car window. Obvious concern apparent on her pretty face.
But Robin hadn't cared moments earlier when she was pressed up against HER boyfriend now had she?
Amon appeared by the side of the car and she could only stare at him.
"I see," was all she could say, all she could whisper. If she were to say anything else the
damned tears would come, and she feared that once they started they would never stop.
Her father had told her over and over. 'Stay away from Amon, Tokou. You deserve better than him.'
Why hadn't she listened? Why indeed?
"Tokou." His voice was clear and strong as he made his way around the side of the car. He said it the same way he had always said it. Cold and distant. Never a warm caress. Never like a lover would. He said her name like it meant nothing. Like he was saying the word 'mustard' or 'shoe'. No emotion. No nothing.
But come to think of it. That's how he always seemed. Except around Robin. Even though it was a very small or slight change she had still noticed. Even the mention of her name did something different to him. Something she had never been able to do in all the time she had known him.
Robin was struggling with the door, and just as she got it to finally open her partner slammed it shut again. He glared at her over his shoulder before turning back to Tokou.
"Amon. You don't have to explain. I see now. This is why you broke it off with me isn't it? Even when I asked you that night... I asked you if..."
The tears came unbidden and she hated herself for it. She was breaking apart before their eyes and they didn't even seem to care. Amon remained as impassive as always. He had always been so cold with her. Never had he kissed her the way she had witnessed him kissing the young witch.
A witch. The word echoed in her brain.
...Witch
He had left her for a... for a...witch!?
She was so stupid for not listening to her father. Now she understood why he hated witches. They ruined everything. They stole everything from the humans and infected their culture! The only man she had ever cared for was taken from her by a...by a disgusting witch! A thing against God!
Tokou's tears and sadness were replaced with anger as she rolled everything around in her brain.
A strange smirk warped her usually pretty features. She glared at Amon as she spoke.
"I didn't know you had a thing for witches Amon. I should have known though, my father told me all about you."
"Tokou," he repeated, giving her name impatient emphasis. "It's not what you think."
She snorted, "Oh it's not? Then what is it Amon? Because it looks to me like you were kissing that little WITCH. I don't remember you EVER kissing ME that way Amon."
Amon squeezed his lips together and furrowed his brow. 'She's upset. Just let her vent.' But it was difficult. He wasn't used to dealing with hysterical women, or hysterical anyone for that matter. He could barely keep his own demons in check let alone anyone else's. That was precisely the problem. If he had only been able to keep himself under control none of this would have ever happened.
Robin pressed both hands to the glass of the car window, trying to get Tokou's attention. She hated to see her roommate hurt. Especially since the older woman had been so kind to her.
Amon stepped cautiously towards the now hysteric Tokou.
"Tokou, it's not what you think."
She laughed, she actually laughed at him. A strange bursting laughter erupted from her lips and she stepped back. "Stay away from me Amon. We were just supposed to watch her, you weren't supposed to grow attached." She waved her briefcase at him to emphasize her point.
"I know that Tokou. But-"
"STOP SAYING MY NAME!" She shrieked, backing up some more. "Just stay away from me Amon. I want nothing to do with you ever again, or your little girlfriend!"
"Tokou!"
But she didn't hear him, she ran off towards their apartment. Her heels clicking and sloshing across the pavement as she tried to get away as quickly as possible.
Robin banged on the glass but Amon didn't turn around. He just stared after Tokou as she fled into the night.
He watched her disappear into the fog and vowed to never let his emotions run away with him again. Control. He had to regain control or all would be lost.
The hunter chastised himself for not being able to follow simple orders. He and Tokou were just supposed to observe her. Tokou at home and he at work, that way they could monitor her movements and behavior. That way they would be able to stop whatever headquarters' plans were. They were trying to find out exactly why Robin had been sent there. But no. Things had taken a strange turn when Tokou first approached him at Harry's. He was supposed to stay away from her. But she had snuck up on him at the right moment. Now here he was in the middle of this strange love triangle involving a witch, a seed, and a human.
'Zaizen is not going to be happy about this.'
He wanted to scream or growl or something. But he did none of these things. Clenching his fists at his sides he turned back to the car. Avoiding Robin's gaze as she tracked his movements from her seat. A single tear escaped and rolled down her cheek as she watched him stoically walk around the vehicle and climb in. She looked away. The craft-user was young but she was not stupid. Robin liked to think that she knew her partner at least a little, even though she barely knew anything about him at all. But she could tell by the look on Amon's face that what had happened tonight in the car would never happen again. Nor would it be spoken of, and worse yet. She knew there would be dire consequences come morning. As soon as the boss found out.
She sighed and rung her hands, trying to form a prayer in her head. But she could not.
"I'm dropping you off at the STN." Amon informed her flatly, and she merely nodded in assent.
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a/n: CRAP-TAC-ULAR!
a/n: yeah that was a typo on the tokou thing, I spelled it right in earlier chapters but i was
sorta hurrying to get the last chapter out. tra la la glad ya'll liked it. But you probably wont like this one. sorry. i sorta went from funny to drama i hate it when i do that. i want to go back to funny dammit!
thanks for the reviews. yay.
i really gotta think of a better title for this. ohwell.
Attempt 13-
Chapter 10-
Tokou just stood there. Shocked to say the least. Her dirty blonde hair was matted against her face and neck. Her usually impeccably tidy appearance was rumbled and soaked. Sticking to her body in a very unflattering way.
They were...They were...
Is this why he broke it off with her?
For Robin?
It seemed absurd, and yet... Why do they always go for the younger women? Why?
She would not cry, at least not now. Not with Robin staring up at her wide-eyed and ashamed. Her young face was pressed against the car window. Obvious concern apparent on her pretty face.
But Robin hadn't cared moments earlier when she was pressed up against HER boyfriend now had she?
Amon appeared by the side of the car and she could only stare at him.
"I see," was all she could say, all she could whisper. If she were to say anything else the
damned tears would come, and she feared that once they started they would never stop.
Her father had told her over and over. 'Stay away from Amon, Tokou. You deserve better than him.'
Why hadn't she listened? Why indeed?
"Tokou." His voice was clear and strong as he made his way around the side of the car. He said it the same way he had always said it. Cold and distant. Never a warm caress. Never like a lover would. He said her name like it meant nothing. Like he was saying the word 'mustard' or 'shoe'. No emotion. No nothing.
But come to think of it. That's how he always seemed. Except around Robin. Even though it was a very small or slight change she had still noticed. Even the mention of her name did something different to him. Something she had never been able to do in all the time she had known him.
Robin was struggling with the door, and just as she got it to finally open her partner slammed it shut again. He glared at her over his shoulder before turning back to Tokou.
"Amon. You don't have to explain. I see now. This is why you broke it off with me isn't it? Even when I asked you that night... I asked you if..."
The tears came unbidden and she hated herself for it. She was breaking apart before their eyes and they didn't even seem to care. Amon remained as impassive as always. He had always been so cold with her. Never had he kissed her the way she had witnessed him kissing the young witch.
A witch. The word echoed in her brain.
...Witch
He had left her for a... for a...witch!?
She was so stupid for not listening to her father. Now she understood why he hated witches. They ruined everything. They stole everything from the humans and infected their culture! The only man she had ever cared for was taken from her by a...by a disgusting witch! A thing against God!
Tokou's tears and sadness were replaced with anger as she rolled everything around in her brain.
A strange smirk warped her usually pretty features. She glared at Amon as she spoke.
"I didn't know you had a thing for witches Amon. I should have known though, my father told me all about you."
"Tokou," he repeated, giving her name impatient emphasis. "It's not what you think."
She snorted, "Oh it's not? Then what is it Amon? Because it looks to me like you were kissing that little WITCH. I don't remember you EVER kissing ME that way Amon."
Amon squeezed his lips together and furrowed his brow. 'She's upset. Just let her vent.' But it was difficult. He wasn't used to dealing with hysterical women, or hysterical anyone for that matter. He could barely keep his own demons in check let alone anyone else's. That was precisely the problem. If he had only been able to keep himself under control none of this would have ever happened.
Robin pressed both hands to the glass of the car window, trying to get Tokou's attention. She hated to see her roommate hurt. Especially since the older woman had been so kind to her.
Amon stepped cautiously towards the now hysteric Tokou.
"Tokou, it's not what you think."
She laughed, she actually laughed at him. A strange bursting laughter erupted from her lips and she stepped back. "Stay away from me Amon. We were just supposed to watch her, you weren't supposed to grow attached." She waved her briefcase at him to emphasize her point.
"I know that Tokou. But-"
"STOP SAYING MY NAME!" She shrieked, backing up some more. "Just stay away from me Amon. I want nothing to do with you ever again, or your little girlfriend!"
"Tokou!"
But she didn't hear him, she ran off towards their apartment. Her heels clicking and sloshing across the pavement as she tried to get away as quickly as possible.
Robin banged on the glass but Amon didn't turn around. He just stared after Tokou as she fled into the night.
He watched her disappear into the fog and vowed to never let his emotions run away with him again. Control. He had to regain control or all would be lost.
The hunter chastised himself for not being able to follow simple orders. He and Tokou were just supposed to observe her. Tokou at home and he at work, that way they could monitor her movements and behavior. That way they would be able to stop whatever headquarters' plans were. They were trying to find out exactly why Robin had been sent there. But no. Things had taken a strange turn when Tokou first approached him at Harry's. He was supposed to stay away from her. But she had snuck up on him at the right moment. Now here he was in the middle of this strange love triangle involving a witch, a seed, and a human.
'Zaizen is not going to be happy about this.'
He wanted to scream or growl or something. But he did none of these things. Clenching his fists at his sides he turned back to the car. Avoiding Robin's gaze as she tracked his movements from her seat. A single tear escaped and rolled down her cheek as she watched him stoically walk around the vehicle and climb in. She looked away. The craft-user was young but she was not stupid. Robin liked to think that she knew her partner at least a little, even though she barely knew anything about him at all. But she could tell by the look on Amon's face that what had happened tonight in the car would never happen again. Nor would it be spoken of, and worse yet. She knew there would be dire consequences come morning. As soon as the boss found out.
She sighed and rung her hands, trying to form a prayer in her head. But she could not.
"I'm dropping you off at the STN." Amon informed her flatly, and she merely nodded in assent.
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a/n: CRAP-TAC-ULAR!