i dont own whr.
yeah i am suddenly real confused by the reviewers. um but thank you!
Sorry another sad one. It will get better. I hope. :)
ANgst angst and more angst. yarggghh. [too much JTHM-i feel slightly nutty at the moment]
im sorry if this chapter isnt that great. i tried i really did. i kept revising and revising but it still doesnt feel right. ohwell. i tried.
Attempt 14-
Chapter 11-
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Well that was that.
Robin's mind was a mass of emotion as she looked around the dim lobby of the STNJ building. She was drenched and cold, inside and out. Tiny droplets of water ran down her face, mingling with her tears.
Amon had just left her here. She had barely gotten the car door shut before he had sped off.
'Going after Tokou no doubt,' she found herself thinking remorsefully.
The young hunter sighed. 'I cant even go home and take a bath.' A small whimper escaped her lips as she sat on the worn couch and tried to decide what to do.
She let her tears fall freely as she rested her soaked head in her shaking hands.
'Amon.'
Why had he abandoned her? He had shown her something she never knew existed with that one kiss, and now where did he leave her? Alone. Again. Always alone.
But at least she had been kissed...
No. Now because of Tokou the kiss was tainted. It was magic but she knew it would never happen again. Amon would be even worse than he had been before. More distant. More aloof. He probably wouldnt even acknowledge her existence at all now. She felt so used and discarded, like nothing.
Unimportant.
Tokou. She had pretended to be her friend, well sort of. But in reality she had just been a spy for her father. A way to keep an eye on her in her more vulnerable moments. What did they think she was anyway? Oh, of course. A witch. That's what they all thought.
She felt so betrayed.
She sobbed even louder. No one would hear her anyway. She was alone. Completely and utterly alone.
-*
Michael was running through his usual daily/nightly routine, of checking the security systems every couple of hours. When he spotted her on the cameras.
"Robin?" He murmured curiously as he watched her intently.
'What is she doing here?' The young hacker continued to watch his comrade as she wept into her hands. 'What happened? What's wrong with her?'
He couldn't watch anymore, without even thinking about it he jumped up and headed for the elevator.
Robin's head snapped up as she heard the elevator doors open. Her heartbeat accelerated as she expected the worst, but for some reason she was not expecting Michael.
"Robin what happened?" he asked her gently as he dropped a blanket across her shoulders. "Why are you crying?"
He knelt in front of her and stared into her eyes. He searched the emerald depths for a sign that she was all right. But just by looking at her, he knew she wasn't.
"Michael...I..." The tears came again and she didnt even try to stop them.
"Why dont you go home? I mean, you'll probably feel much better in more comfortable surroundings. Do you want me to call you a cab?"
"I...I cant go home right now... It will only make things worse." She sobbed, trying to get her emotions under control enough to be able to speak with him properly.
Michael sat there for a few moments pondering over his options.
"It's alright Robin. Come on we'll get you some coffee so you warm up." He suggested, helping her stand. Trying to take her mind off of whatever it was that was troubling her so. They walked to the elevator and before Robin knew it they were on their way up to the office.
"Um...Michael...about..."
"It's okay Robin. I promise I wont attack you." He said glancing at her over his shoulder, a small smile on his lips.
"I know. I just..." She wanted to smile back, but it was hard. At least Michael was here now, at least he wouldnt abandon her.
The elevator chimed interrupting her and they stepped into the office. She felt like a zombie as she walked across the carpet. Before she knew it Michael was shoving a cup of hot coffee into her hands and forcing her to sit on the couch.
"Thank you," was all she could manage as she grasped the mug tightly in her hands. It burned her slightly but she didn't care.
"You don't have to tell me what happened if you don't want to Robin." Michael said softly as he looked down at her. "You should get some rest. I'll be over there if you need me."
And then he too was gone. He was only across the room, but it still felt like a million miles as far as she was concerned.
She couldn't tell him. She couldn't tell anyone about the kiss. It was bad enough that Zaizen was sure to find out, but no one else had to know. Besides, Robin knew that Amon would not be pleased to find out that she had spread their personal business all over the office.
But why had her dumped her here? Why had he pushed her away? Again?
-*/++
Amon sat outside Tokou's apartment, four ways flashing, as he frowned out into the night.
What was he supposed to say once he got up there?
Would she even listen to him? Let alone let him in?
'I'm sorry Tokou. Even though we're not together anymore, and this is none of your business I still feel the need to justify myself to you.'
Yeaaahh.. Riight.
Honestly, he didn't really feel the need to justify anything to her. She after all, was old news.
'But after all she is Zaizen's daughter,' and he knew for damned sure that she would spill her heartbroken guts to dear old dad. Then the ass kicking would begin.
Amon growled low in his throat as he imagined the torture his boss would bring upon his head.
'Will he just torture me out right, or will he send me on some mission that is a complete waste of time and patience?'
Amon shuddered and tried to think.
He realized that his best course was to go up there and kiss and make up with Tokou. But his queasy stomach and his aching heart told him that was the wrong idea. Besides he wasn't all that sure he knew how to apologize or be romantic or any of that stuff that women seemed to like. At least he had never felt compelled to be that way with Tokou .
Ugh.
Women. What a major pain in the ass.
More like, Tokou what a major pain in the- Robin never acted like this, and he was grateful.
All right, he could do this. Just go up there and pretend to be somebody who actually gave a crap. Someone who knew how to deal with human emotion. Yeah that would work. If only she hadn't witnessed him kissing Robin.
Why had he kissed her again?
Oh yeah, because for some reason that girl had become damned hard to resist.
He climbed out of the car and just stood there staring up at the building.
Yes, this was for the best. Just patch things up with Tokou, avoid the ass kicking, and deal with Robin later.
Robin...
Ugh.
Now that would be the really complicated part of this whole thing.
He wanted to patch things up with her now. But he couldn't. Besides he could never tell her how he truly felt. He could never allow himself to love a witch, or for that matter be with one. But kissing her...That had felt so ...wonderful...so...right. But he had to forget that. He could not let his emotions rule him.
He ran a hand through his dark hair trying to tame the unruly and slightly damp tangles. There was nothing he could do for his heart though. The damage was already done. He had tasted heaven and turned it away like it was garbage. He only hoped that the kiss had meant nothing to his young partner. But somehow he knew that her heart was in the same shape as his.
Squaring his shoulders he walked across the sidewalk, up the steps and into the building.
-*/+++
Robin watched Michael typing from across the room. Her tears fell silently, as she held back her sobs. She still clutched the coffee mug in her hands but the liquid was already cold. She hadn't even taken a sip of it. Instead she had allowed the warmth to spread up through her body from the cup. The young hunter stared down into the coffee and saw herself reflected there.
So sad. So alone. So heartbroken.
She closed her eyes for a moment.
All she really wanted right now was...
Amon...
No.
Yes.
Ugh.
If only he would walk in the door, wrap her up in his arms again and tell her that he didn't regret the kiss. That he didn't care about Tokou...
But that would never happen. Not in a million years!
Really all she wanted was for someone to wrap their arms around her and tell her it would all be all right.
Robin glanced back up at Michael who seemed oblivious to her.
She slid the cup onto the small coffee table and stood up. Shaking off her coat from underneath the blanket. She walked across the small space and stood behind the young hacker. Robin watched the screen through reddened eyes. Images and data appeared there for split seconds before disappearing again.
"Michael..."
He stopped typing abruptly and swiveled in his chair to face her. A strange sense of foreboding ran through him but he ignored it.
"Yes Robin?" He asked staring up at her.
"Can you..." She swallowed, why am i doing this? "Would you...just...please..." Just breathe. "...Hold me?" She forced the words out awkwardly.
Michael gulped.
"Robin...uh...I..."
She looked so upset at his words, or rather, lack thereof that he didn't know what to do. What if she started crying again? What if he tried to kiss her again? He didn't want to take advantage of her. But she seemed to be in desperate need of comfort. "A-Alright," he found himself whispering.
The young hunter looked up at him for a moment. Her emerald eyes looked so tired, so lost that he felt like he was going to cry just by looking at her.
She moved towards him, and before he really grasped what was happening Robin had climbed into his lap. She snuggled into his body, and rested her head on his shoulder. Awkwardly he wrapped his arms around her slender frame and held onto her with everything he had. Resting his chin on her crown he murmured soft words of encouragement and hope. "It will be alright Robin. What ever happened to you. It means nothing. Everything will work itself out soon. You are magic. You have your own power inside you. No one can take that from you. This will give you strength..." He smoothed his hands down her back, rubbing small circles lazily as he spoke to her.
He realized moments later that she was asleep only by the rhythm of her breathing. That and the fact that her tears had finally stopped.
Michael sighed, as he stared up at the ceiling, a small smile dancing on his pale lips. 'So this is what it feels like...'
-*/
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a/n: this chapter sucks ass! WOO for me! i know i keep jumping back and forth between Amon and
Michael but hey. What's a girl to do?
next chapter i want to be funny again dammit. or at least slightly amusing.
yarghhh.
yeah i am suddenly real confused by the reviewers. um but thank you!
Sorry another sad one. It will get better. I hope. :)
ANgst angst and more angst. yarggghh. [too much JTHM-i feel slightly nutty at the moment]
im sorry if this chapter isnt that great. i tried i really did. i kept revising and revising but it still doesnt feel right. ohwell. i tried.
Attempt 14-
Chapter 11-
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Well that was that.
Robin's mind was a mass of emotion as she looked around the dim lobby of the STNJ building. She was drenched and cold, inside and out. Tiny droplets of water ran down her face, mingling with her tears.
Amon had just left her here. She had barely gotten the car door shut before he had sped off.
'Going after Tokou no doubt,' she found herself thinking remorsefully.
The young hunter sighed. 'I cant even go home and take a bath.' A small whimper escaped her lips as she sat on the worn couch and tried to decide what to do.
She let her tears fall freely as she rested her soaked head in her shaking hands.
'Amon.'
Why had he abandoned her? He had shown her something she never knew existed with that one kiss, and now where did he leave her? Alone. Again. Always alone.
But at least she had been kissed...
No. Now because of Tokou the kiss was tainted. It was magic but she knew it would never happen again. Amon would be even worse than he had been before. More distant. More aloof. He probably wouldnt even acknowledge her existence at all now. She felt so used and discarded, like nothing.
Unimportant.
Tokou. She had pretended to be her friend, well sort of. But in reality she had just been a spy for her father. A way to keep an eye on her in her more vulnerable moments. What did they think she was anyway? Oh, of course. A witch. That's what they all thought.
She felt so betrayed.
She sobbed even louder. No one would hear her anyway. She was alone. Completely and utterly alone.
-*
Michael was running through his usual daily/nightly routine, of checking the security systems every couple of hours. When he spotted her on the cameras.
"Robin?" He murmured curiously as he watched her intently.
'What is she doing here?' The young hacker continued to watch his comrade as she wept into her hands. 'What happened? What's wrong with her?'
He couldn't watch anymore, without even thinking about it he jumped up and headed for the elevator.
Robin's head snapped up as she heard the elevator doors open. Her heartbeat accelerated as she expected the worst, but for some reason she was not expecting Michael.
"Robin what happened?" he asked her gently as he dropped a blanket across her shoulders. "Why are you crying?"
He knelt in front of her and stared into her eyes. He searched the emerald depths for a sign that she was all right. But just by looking at her, he knew she wasn't.
"Michael...I..." The tears came again and she didnt even try to stop them.
"Why dont you go home? I mean, you'll probably feel much better in more comfortable surroundings. Do you want me to call you a cab?"
"I...I cant go home right now... It will only make things worse." She sobbed, trying to get her emotions under control enough to be able to speak with him properly.
Michael sat there for a few moments pondering over his options.
"It's alright Robin. Come on we'll get you some coffee so you warm up." He suggested, helping her stand. Trying to take her mind off of whatever it was that was troubling her so. They walked to the elevator and before Robin knew it they were on their way up to the office.
"Um...Michael...about..."
"It's okay Robin. I promise I wont attack you." He said glancing at her over his shoulder, a small smile on his lips.
"I know. I just..." She wanted to smile back, but it was hard. At least Michael was here now, at least he wouldnt abandon her.
The elevator chimed interrupting her and they stepped into the office. She felt like a zombie as she walked across the carpet. Before she knew it Michael was shoving a cup of hot coffee into her hands and forcing her to sit on the couch.
"Thank you," was all she could manage as she grasped the mug tightly in her hands. It burned her slightly but she didn't care.
"You don't have to tell me what happened if you don't want to Robin." Michael said softly as he looked down at her. "You should get some rest. I'll be over there if you need me."
And then he too was gone. He was only across the room, but it still felt like a million miles as far as she was concerned.
She couldn't tell him. She couldn't tell anyone about the kiss. It was bad enough that Zaizen was sure to find out, but no one else had to know. Besides, Robin knew that Amon would not be pleased to find out that she had spread their personal business all over the office.
But why had her dumped her here? Why had he pushed her away? Again?
-*/++
Amon sat outside Tokou's apartment, four ways flashing, as he frowned out into the night.
What was he supposed to say once he got up there?
Would she even listen to him? Let alone let him in?
'I'm sorry Tokou. Even though we're not together anymore, and this is none of your business I still feel the need to justify myself to you.'
Yeaaahh.. Riight.
Honestly, he didn't really feel the need to justify anything to her. She after all, was old news.
'But after all she is Zaizen's daughter,' and he knew for damned sure that she would spill her heartbroken guts to dear old dad. Then the ass kicking would begin.
Amon growled low in his throat as he imagined the torture his boss would bring upon his head.
'Will he just torture me out right, or will he send me on some mission that is a complete waste of time and patience?'
Amon shuddered and tried to think.
He realized that his best course was to go up there and kiss and make up with Tokou. But his queasy stomach and his aching heart told him that was the wrong idea. Besides he wasn't all that sure he knew how to apologize or be romantic or any of that stuff that women seemed to like. At least he had never felt compelled to be that way with Tokou .
Ugh.
Women. What a major pain in the ass.
More like, Tokou what a major pain in the- Robin never acted like this, and he was grateful.
All right, he could do this. Just go up there and pretend to be somebody who actually gave a crap. Someone who knew how to deal with human emotion. Yeah that would work. If only she hadn't witnessed him kissing Robin.
Why had he kissed her again?
Oh yeah, because for some reason that girl had become damned hard to resist.
He climbed out of the car and just stood there staring up at the building.
Yes, this was for the best. Just patch things up with Tokou, avoid the ass kicking, and deal with Robin later.
Robin...
Ugh.
Now that would be the really complicated part of this whole thing.
He wanted to patch things up with her now. But he couldn't. Besides he could never tell her how he truly felt. He could never allow himself to love a witch, or for that matter be with one. But kissing her...That had felt so ...wonderful...so...right. But he had to forget that. He could not let his emotions rule him.
He ran a hand through his dark hair trying to tame the unruly and slightly damp tangles. There was nothing he could do for his heart though. The damage was already done. He had tasted heaven and turned it away like it was garbage. He only hoped that the kiss had meant nothing to his young partner. But somehow he knew that her heart was in the same shape as his.
Squaring his shoulders he walked across the sidewalk, up the steps and into the building.
-*/+++
Robin watched Michael typing from across the room. Her tears fell silently, as she held back her sobs. She still clutched the coffee mug in her hands but the liquid was already cold. She hadn't even taken a sip of it. Instead she had allowed the warmth to spread up through her body from the cup. The young hunter stared down into the coffee and saw herself reflected there.
So sad. So alone. So heartbroken.
She closed her eyes for a moment.
All she really wanted right now was...
Amon...
No.
Yes.
Ugh.
If only he would walk in the door, wrap her up in his arms again and tell her that he didn't regret the kiss. That he didn't care about Tokou...
But that would never happen. Not in a million years!
Really all she wanted was for someone to wrap their arms around her and tell her it would all be all right.
Robin glanced back up at Michael who seemed oblivious to her.
She slid the cup onto the small coffee table and stood up. Shaking off her coat from underneath the blanket. She walked across the small space and stood behind the young hacker. Robin watched the screen through reddened eyes. Images and data appeared there for split seconds before disappearing again.
"Michael..."
He stopped typing abruptly and swiveled in his chair to face her. A strange sense of foreboding ran through him but he ignored it.
"Yes Robin?" He asked staring up at her.
"Can you..." She swallowed, why am i doing this? "Would you...just...please..." Just breathe. "...Hold me?" She forced the words out awkwardly.
Michael gulped.
"Robin...uh...I..."
She looked so upset at his words, or rather, lack thereof that he didn't know what to do. What if she started crying again? What if he tried to kiss her again? He didn't want to take advantage of her. But she seemed to be in desperate need of comfort. "A-Alright," he found himself whispering.
The young hunter looked up at him for a moment. Her emerald eyes looked so tired, so lost that he felt like he was going to cry just by looking at her.
She moved towards him, and before he really grasped what was happening Robin had climbed into his lap. She snuggled into his body, and rested her head on his shoulder. Awkwardly he wrapped his arms around her slender frame and held onto her with everything he had. Resting his chin on her crown he murmured soft words of encouragement and hope. "It will be alright Robin. What ever happened to you. It means nothing. Everything will work itself out soon. You are magic. You have your own power inside you. No one can take that from you. This will give you strength..." He smoothed his hands down her back, rubbing small circles lazily as he spoke to her.
He realized moments later that she was asleep only by the rhythm of her breathing. That and the fact that her tears had finally stopped.
Michael sighed, as he stared up at the ceiling, a small smile dancing on his pale lips. 'So this is what it feels like...'
-*/
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a/n: this chapter sucks ass! WOO for me! i know i keep jumping back and forth between Amon and
Michael but hey. What's a girl to do?
next chapter i want to be funny again dammit. or at least slightly amusing.
yarghhh.