i dont own whr. ive been saying that for how long now? duh.
thanks for reviews. everyone calm down! it'll all work out.
im sorta rearranging stuff, i dunno. i forget the order of everything.
Spoilers for the show, dun dun de dun. Beware.
Attempt 16-
Chapter 14-
[this is getting confusing]
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"Robin, are you ready to go?" A deep voice asked from somewhere behind her.
The young hunter was jarred out of her reverie by the sound of her partners voice. Wait, what?
"Huh?" She gasped turning in her chair to face him. She was not expecting him. "Where are we going Amon?"
He stared down at her for a moment, unblinking, probably not even breathing. Robin stared right back at him, she was so very tired of these games. But she figured if they didnt play them what else would they do? Ignore eachother?
"We have to go check up on a few things. There are some people I would like to talk to about the last case."
"Oh, well alright." She sighed softly as she stood. Pulling on her heavy coat she followed her partner out.
Michael watched the exchange between the two with eager eyes. He pretty much knew for a fact that Amon had been the source of Robin's tears. But what he didnt know was, why? The young hacker hoped it wasnt something too horrible. Maybe she had just overreacted? He trusted Mr. Amon on the field, when it came to missions, and witch hunting. But he didnt really know how he handled members of the opposite sex. Could Amon be trusted with women, or more importantly, with Robin?
--
Robin was reaching for her doorhandle when Amon finally spoke. But what he asked wasnt really what she was hoping for. "Robin, do you know where Ms. Karasuma has been lately?"
The young hunter stopped dead and looked across the top of the car at her partner. "Well," a small blush stained her cheeks as she tried to decide whether or not to lie. "She's been spending a little bit of time with Hattori."
She opened the door and plopped down inside the car. Leaving Amon to gape outside.
"Ms. Karasuma... and ... Chief Kosaka's assistant?" He asked after seating himself inside the vehicle.
"It would appear so, yes." She stared out the window as she spoke. Obviously avoiding Amon's gaze, or for that matter, gazing at Amon.
Amon grunted and backed the car up.
Robin sighed and bit her lip as they drove away from the STNJ, because at the moment she wasnt really feeling much like herself. Actually she felt more like Dojima, maybe it was because of all the time she'd been spending with her lately. Whatever the reason, it didnt matter, all that mattered was the fact that she had a lot of thoughts running through her head at the moment. None of them nice, and all of them concerning her partner, and her roomate.
Her thoughts drifted to the shell caseing she had given to Michael, and the information he had shared with her. Not much really. It all just added more suspicion. She sighed, Amon glanced over at her but she wasnt paying attention.
That night replayed in her mind. Where had those bullets come from? More importantly who was the shooter, and why?
Why would headquarters send hunters after her?
Why, indeed.
She pushed the thoughts away, and concentrated on the fact that in a few hours she would be able to go home, take a bath, and go to sleep.
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Robin yawned as Amon drove her towards home later that evening. It wasnt that late, but she was dreading a confrontation with Tokou. They had been able to avoid eachother the last couple of nights. Usually by the time Robin came strolling in her roomate had already gone to bed, and by the time Robin got up Tokou was already gone for the day. So it HAD been working out. But some part of her just knew that tonight it wouldnt.
She stole a glance at her partner. He stared straight ahead, seemingly oblivious.
He had acted the same as always today, no different. As if their kiss had never happened. She continued to watch him. Once again feeling unlike herself.
"Is something wrong?" He asked her abruptly.
She waited a moment before answering. "So, how is Tokou?" She finally asked, and wished she hadnt.
"She's your roomate. You tell me."
"I havent seen her, not since the other night. I was hoping YOU could tell me." Woah, where was all of this coming from? 'I've got to stop hanging out with Dojima and Karasuma.'
Amon continued to stare straight ahead. Unblinking. As usual. She knew he wasnt going to answer.
So when he did, it surprised her. "She was alright the other night. I havent seen her either."
"Hmmm..." Was all she could manage before he stopped the car. She was about to get out when he turned to her.
"Robin."
She looked up against her will, and met his ice-cold gaze.
"You didnt tell anyone about the other night did you?"
She wanted to light him on fire right then and there. But she held back.
"No. Of course not."
"Not even Michael?" He asked cooly, searching her eyes and her facial expressions.
Robin took a deep breath, and stared right back at him. Anger lit up her emerald orbs, "No. Not even Michael."
A faint blush stole up her cheeks as she remembered exactly what HAD happened that night with Michael.
Amon's eyes narrowed. "Is there something else then?"
"No," she said sweetly, smiling, as she got out of the car and left him there.
-*/
Robin felt sort of strange as she entered the apartment building. As if she was in a haze, maybe it was from lack of sleep? Stress? Being overworked, and having a drill sargeant for a partner and love interest? She didnt know for sure, but she assumed it was one, if not all of the above.
She walked past the mail boxes and stopped. 'Should I check? Just in case?'
The craft-user decided it couldnt hurt to check, so she went back, and was suprised to find a letter actually addressed to her! 'For me?' She raised an eyebrow at the strange markings on the envelope, but figured it could wait till later. After her dinner, after her bath. When she was relaxed. Before bed perhaps?
She was already at the door, sticking her key in the lock, when she got a funny feeling. Shaking it off she realized the door was open. Automatically Robin looked down at the step and noticed that Tokou's shoes were there.
'Darn...'
But something didnt quite feel right.
She dropped her belongings and headed towards the living room.
Flicking on the lights Robin stopped dead.
"T-Tokou?" She gasped at the sight before her.
She only had a few moments to grasp the situation and take in her surroundings. Tokou was tied to a stake? With Rag's barrier sigil scrawled on the floor around her? 'What's, what's going on here?' She tried frantically to gather her thoughts in time but it was no use.
Before she even knew what was happening, men were crashing through the large windows into their living room. Robin gasped and tried to use her powers but to no avail. The sigil was working against her. A bullet broke through the barrier and punctured her shoulder, pushing her back. She watched helplessly as Tokou took the brunt of the shots, she sagged in her bonds and fell forward.
Robin turned as a loud crash echoed through the apartment, Sakaki and Karasuma charged in and began firing at the men.
Strangely the men began to fall back. Going back out the way they had come.
"Help her! I'll go after them!" Robin cried heading for the door.
Karasuma called after her, but she wasnt listening. Tokou had been injured because of her and her craft, she had to get those men. It was all her fault.
She ran as fast as she could down the steps. Almost there. Almost there.
The bounded around the last corner and ran straight into a huge black wall. That wasnt there earlier, huh?
She looked up and gasped. "Amon?"
"Dont move."
Huh?
And then the world went black.
Amon wrapped his arms around Robin's small frame and relished the feel of her. He sighed before picking her up.
What was the point of all this? He wondered as he carried her out to his car.
-*/
Robin opened her eyes slowly and looked around. She was in the back of a ... car? Amon's car?
She spotted him across the way, talking with someone. He stared back at her, and for a moment she felt safe. Like everything was going to be alright. But then the pain in her arm began and she couldnt think of anything but the throbbing sensation in her shoulder.
Geez, this hurts like-
Her thoughts were interrupted by the driver's side door opening. Amon dropped down into the car and started it up. she said nothing as he sped down the street towards the STN-J building. She felt numb, shocked, detached.
'Just like the other night,' she thought sadly.
He pulled into his usual parking spot underneath the building, and killed the engine.
Robin just sat there, examining her bandaged shoulder.
When she looked up he was staring at her in the rearview mirror. She swallowed.
"You should be safe here. For a little while." He told her flatly.
She looked out the window at the almost empty parking lot. "But what if i dont want to be here?" She whispered, almost hoping he didnt hear her.
She didnt expect him to say or do anything. It just needed to be said. The car rocked slightly as he got out. 'What? Is he going to drag me up there or something?' She wondered idly. She wasnt expecting comfort or understanding. She didnt know what she expected. But it certainly wasnt for him to get in the back of the car with her.
Nor did she expect him to pull her against him, or wrap his arms around her.
But he did. And she was greatful.
Once again, all she needed was for someone to wrap her up and tell her it would be alright.
Even though she knew it wouldnt be.
"Amon..."
"Shhh..." He murmured smoothing her hair, and rubbing her back.
-*/
a/n: [coughs, shrugs, and walks away whistling an idle tune.]
thanks for reviews. everyone calm down! it'll all work out.
im sorta rearranging stuff, i dunno. i forget the order of everything.
Spoilers for the show, dun dun de dun. Beware.
Attempt 16-
Chapter 14-
[this is getting confusing]
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"Robin, are you ready to go?" A deep voice asked from somewhere behind her.
The young hunter was jarred out of her reverie by the sound of her partners voice. Wait, what?
"Huh?" She gasped turning in her chair to face him. She was not expecting him. "Where are we going Amon?"
He stared down at her for a moment, unblinking, probably not even breathing. Robin stared right back at him, she was so very tired of these games. But she figured if they didnt play them what else would they do? Ignore eachother?
"We have to go check up on a few things. There are some people I would like to talk to about the last case."
"Oh, well alright." She sighed softly as she stood. Pulling on her heavy coat she followed her partner out.
Michael watched the exchange between the two with eager eyes. He pretty much knew for a fact that Amon had been the source of Robin's tears. But what he didnt know was, why? The young hacker hoped it wasnt something too horrible. Maybe she had just overreacted? He trusted Mr. Amon on the field, when it came to missions, and witch hunting. But he didnt really know how he handled members of the opposite sex. Could Amon be trusted with women, or more importantly, with Robin?
--
Robin was reaching for her doorhandle when Amon finally spoke. But what he asked wasnt really what she was hoping for. "Robin, do you know where Ms. Karasuma has been lately?"
The young hunter stopped dead and looked across the top of the car at her partner. "Well," a small blush stained her cheeks as she tried to decide whether or not to lie. "She's been spending a little bit of time with Hattori."
She opened the door and plopped down inside the car. Leaving Amon to gape outside.
"Ms. Karasuma... and ... Chief Kosaka's assistant?" He asked after seating himself inside the vehicle.
"It would appear so, yes." She stared out the window as she spoke. Obviously avoiding Amon's gaze, or for that matter, gazing at Amon.
Amon grunted and backed the car up.
Robin sighed and bit her lip as they drove away from the STNJ, because at the moment she wasnt really feeling much like herself. Actually she felt more like Dojima, maybe it was because of all the time she'd been spending with her lately. Whatever the reason, it didnt matter, all that mattered was the fact that she had a lot of thoughts running through her head at the moment. None of them nice, and all of them concerning her partner, and her roomate.
Her thoughts drifted to the shell caseing she had given to Michael, and the information he had shared with her. Not much really. It all just added more suspicion. She sighed, Amon glanced over at her but she wasnt paying attention.
That night replayed in her mind. Where had those bullets come from? More importantly who was the shooter, and why?
Why would headquarters send hunters after her?
Why, indeed.
She pushed the thoughts away, and concentrated on the fact that in a few hours she would be able to go home, take a bath, and go to sleep.
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Robin yawned as Amon drove her towards home later that evening. It wasnt that late, but she was dreading a confrontation with Tokou. They had been able to avoid eachother the last couple of nights. Usually by the time Robin came strolling in her roomate had already gone to bed, and by the time Robin got up Tokou was already gone for the day. So it HAD been working out. But some part of her just knew that tonight it wouldnt.
She stole a glance at her partner. He stared straight ahead, seemingly oblivious.
He had acted the same as always today, no different. As if their kiss had never happened. She continued to watch him. Once again feeling unlike herself.
"Is something wrong?" He asked her abruptly.
She waited a moment before answering. "So, how is Tokou?" She finally asked, and wished she hadnt.
"She's your roomate. You tell me."
"I havent seen her, not since the other night. I was hoping YOU could tell me." Woah, where was all of this coming from? 'I've got to stop hanging out with Dojima and Karasuma.'
Amon continued to stare straight ahead. Unblinking. As usual. She knew he wasnt going to answer.
So when he did, it surprised her. "She was alright the other night. I havent seen her either."
"Hmmm..." Was all she could manage before he stopped the car. She was about to get out when he turned to her.
"Robin."
She looked up against her will, and met his ice-cold gaze.
"You didnt tell anyone about the other night did you?"
She wanted to light him on fire right then and there. But she held back.
"No. Of course not."
"Not even Michael?" He asked cooly, searching her eyes and her facial expressions.
Robin took a deep breath, and stared right back at him. Anger lit up her emerald orbs, "No. Not even Michael."
A faint blush stole up her cheeks as she remembered exactly what HAD happened that night with Michael.
Amon's eyes narrowed. "Is there something else then?"
"No," she said sweetly, smiling, as she got out of the car and left him there.
-*/
Robin felt sort of strange as she entered the apartment building. As if she was in a haze, maybe it was from lack of sleep? Stress? Being overworked, and having a drill sargeant for a partner and love interest? She didnt know for sure, but she assumed it was one, if not all of the above.
She walked past the mail boxes and stopped. 'Should I check? Just in case?'
The craft-user decided it couldnt hurt to check, so she went back, and was suprised to find a letter actually addressed to her! 'For me?' She raised an eyebrow at the strange markings on the envelope, but figured it could wait till later. After her dinner, after her bath. When she was relaxed. Before bed perhaps?
She was already at the door, sticking her key in the lock, when she got a funny feeling. Shaking it off she realized the door was open. Automatically Robin looked down at the step and noticed that Tokou's shoes were there.
'Darn...'
But something didnt quite feel right.
She dropped her belongings and headed towards the living room.
Flicking on the lights Robin stopped dead.
"T-Tokou?" She gasped at the sight before her.
She only had a few moments to grasp the situation and take in her surroundings. Tokou was tied to a stake? With Rag's barrier sigil scrawled on the floor around her? 'What's, what's going on here?' She tried frantically to gather her thoughts in time but it was no use.
Before she even knew what was happening, men were crashing through the large windows into their living room. Robin gasped and tried to use her powers but to no avail. The sigil was working against her. A bullet broke through the barrier and punctured her shoulder, pushing her back. She watched helplessly as Tokou took the brunt of the shots, she sagged in her bonds and fell forward.
Robin turned as a loud crash echoed through the apartment, Sakaki and Karasuma charged in and began firing at the men.
Strangely the men began to fall back. Going back out the way they had come.
"Help her! I'll go after them!" Robin cried heading for the door.
Karasuma called after her, but she wasnt listening. Tokou had been injured because of her and her craft, she had to get those men. It was all her fault.
She ran as fast as she could down the steps. Almost there. Almost there.
The bounded around the last corner and ran straight into a huge black wall. That wasnt there earlier, huh?
She looked up and gasped. "Amon?"
"Dont move."
Huh?
And then the world went black.
Amon wrapped his arms around Robin's small frame and relished the feel of her. He sighed before picking her up.
What was the point of all this? He wondered as he carried her out to his car.
-*/
Robin opened her eyes slowly and looked around. She was in the back of a ... car? Amon's car?
She spotted him across the way, talking with someone. He stared back at her, and for a moment she felt safe. Like everything was going to be alright. But then the pain in her arm began and she couldnt think of anything but the throbbing sensation in her shoulder.
Geez, this hurts like-
Her thoughts were interrupted by the driver's side door opening. Amon dropped down into the car and started it up. she said nothing as he sped down the street towards the STN-J building. She felt numb, shocked, detached.
'Just like the other night,' she thought sadly.
He pulled into his usual parking spot underneath the building, and killed the engine.
Robin just sat there, examining her bandaged shoulder.
When she looked up he was staring at her in the rearview mirror. She swallowed.
"You should be safe here. For a little while." He told her flatly.
She looked out the window at the almost empty parking lot. "But what if i dont want to be here?" She whispered, almost hoping he didnt hear her.
She didnt expect him to say or do anything. It just needed to be said. The car rocked slightly as he got out. 'What? Is he going to drag me up there or something?' She wondered idly. She wasnt expecting comfort or understanding. She didnt know what she expected. But it certainly wasnt for him to get in the back of the car with her.
Nor did she expect him to pull her against him, or wrap his arms around her.
But he did. And she was greatful.
Once again, all she needed was for someone to wrap her up and tell her it would be alright.
Even though she knew it wouldnt be.
"Amon..."
"Shhh..." He murmured smoothing her hair, and rubbing her back.
-*/
a/n: [coughs, shrugs, and walks away whistling an idle tune.]