Nope,I don't own Witch Hunter Robin
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"Dojima, how have you been" he asked "Doing great, was wondering if you could meet the group at Harry's tonight"
"Depends, what time are you talking?" "Around 8-ish" she sounded so cheerful (sickenin eh?) "I'll see what I can do" he hadn't seen the others much in the last several months. His schedule had been very tied up "Ok, well I hope you can make it.....we have some news to share" "Alright, I'll do my best" Amon was sure he knew what she wanted to share....it never was a secret that she and Sakaki had been involved even back at STN-J. "See you at 8 sharp" she said, hanging up the phone before Amon could utter another sound.
'damn that woman is persistant, good luck Sakaki'
When Amon entered the office the client they were meeting with was already there. Nagira had briefed him on most of the information so the meeting was pretty short. After going over a few minor details Amon was free to head to his quiet sanctuary.
It was shortly after 6 when Amon walked through the doors...he tossed his keys on the table close to him. He was still tired, although he was always tired. Sleep was a challenge for him anymore. With a heavy sigh he trudged off to his bedroom.....tossing his body across the bed, he relented to the sleep that tugged at him.
' Distance changes nothing '
"Robin......." Amon's eyes shot open then settled into a sour scowl. 'when will this dream release me?' he glanced over at the dim green numbers peering at him through the darkness. 7:35 pm. "Oh hell" Grumbling he got himself out of the bed, within minutes he was headed out the door.
He pulled in front of "Harry's" at 7:50pm. The place wasn't crowded but Harry kept a pretty steady flow of customers these days. Walking through the doors he surveyed the interior for any familar faces. "They aren't here yet" Harry informed him with a smile Amon found the first booth large enough for all of them. Sliding into the darkest corner... "Would you like something to drink?" Amon looked up into the eyes of a very attractive auburn haired woman. She had the most unusual color blue/grey eyes he'd ever seen. "Coffee will be fine" she took his order with a smile, returning only minutes later with coffee in tow. He clearly saw she was well endowed in the right places. Still he had no interest in approaching her. Or any woman. Leaning into the curve of the booth he dipped his body into the shadows.
Harry had noticed the subtle change in Amon, these days he seemed to wallow in his loneliness instead of embracing. An outburst of laughter and muffled talking broke through the quiet ambiance. Smiling at the appearance of the old friends Harry smiled to himself silently hoping they would be able to spark something in the somber Amon.
Dojima, Miho and Michael targeted Amon's shadow in the recesses of the bar. "Amon" Dojima squealed, rushing over. It had been at least 5 months since they had met like this. On occations he would run into the others here and there, the encounters were fleeting as he was usually on a case. In truth Amon hated re-living the past...STN-J, and the memories. These were his friends though, and the only remaining connection to Robin.
"Amon where have you been hiding all this time" Dojima smiled "Work" "I presume that's going well" Miho interjected "Can't complain" Amon tried his best to put on the old familar mask they were used to "So what's the news" Amon asked, trying to draw the attention away from him "Oh, no....gotta wait till Sakaki gets here" She said "Where is he anyway" Michael asked "Oh, he had to run a quick errand....he said he'd meet us here shortly"
"What can I get you folks" Harry asked He was flooded with several long minutes of idle chatter before recieving the drink order. Graciously smiling he took his leave to retrieve them.
Miho who was now an instructor for the police academy recounted tales of her job, the quirks and her latest romance. She seemed happy these days. Her style hadn't changed much, her hair a little longer. But she was still the same as he remembered. Dojima always bubbly was no different either. She had lightened her hair but otherwise the same. She was now a fashion consultant for one of the top Boutique's in Tokyo. It was obvious she was happy, and carefree... Michael had grown up too Amon noted. He now worked as a internet security expert. He enjoyed his job as expected. He'd gladly recounted them with the stories of latest hacker techniques. Most falling on bored ears.
Amon found himself growing increasingly tired of waiting for Sakaki, glancing at the clock he noticed that it was already 8:45. "Well.....Amon?" Dojima asked sheepishly "Hmm?" he grunted "Tell us, is there a special person in your life?" she pleaded "I don't have time" he answered her flatly "Should make time, everyone needs someone" Miho half muttered "I've never depended on anyone, why start now" he growled
"So has anyone heard from Robin?" Michael inquired Amon felt a tightening in his gut, it was like the fires of hell were attacking him where he sat. He felt anger, and a flood of other emotions. He fought to keep his composure. 'Damn why did you have to mention her' Amons mind raging. "She's doing fine" Miho answered quickly, noting the tension that rose in Amon.
"It's nice to see you all together again" Amon looked up to see Harry there, grateful for the interuption Amon sat silently listening to the others chatterbox on with Harry. His mind going numb, all he wanted to do now was go home, and close out the world.
He found himself watching the door, praying Sakaki would get there so the evening would end quickly. They were all happy, and free now. They had moved on with their lives, and managed to stake a claim on a new life. Why couldn't he.....taking advantage of the lack of attention he closed his eyes. He knew why he couldn't.......he'd made the the wrong decision. He'd fooled himself into believing a falsehood that now tormented him.
"Ahhh....Sakaki it's about time you got here" Dojima sqeaked ...bringing Amon out of his trance. He looked up to see the young man .......and that he was not alone.
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"Dojima, how have you been" he asked "Doing great, was wondering if you could meet the group at Harry's tonight"
"Depends, what time are you talking?" "Around 8-ish" she sounded so cheerful (sickenin eh?) "I'll see what I can do" he hadn't seen the others much in the last several months. His schedule had been very tied up "Ok, well I hope you can make it.....we have some news to share" "Alright, I'll do my best" Amon was sure he knew what she wanted to share....it never was a secret that she and Sakaki had been involved even back at STN-J. "See you at 8 sharp" she said, hanging up the phone before Amon could utter another sound.
'damn that woman is persistant, good luck Sakaki'
When Amon entered the office the client they were meeting with was already there. Nagira had briefed him on most of the information so the meeting was pretty short. After going over a few minor details Amon was free to head to his quiet sanctuary.
It was shortly after 6 when Amon walked through the doors...he tossed his keys on the table close to him. He was still tired, although he was always tired. Sleep was a challenge for him anymore. With a heavy sigh he trudged off to his bedroom.....tossing his body across the bed, he relented to the sleep that tugged at him.
' Distance changes nothing '
"Robin......." Amon's eyes shot open then settled into a sour scowl. 'when will this dream release me?' he glanced over at the dim green numbers peering at him through the darkness. 7:35 pm. "Oh hell" Grumbling he got himself out of the bed, within minutes he was headed out the door.
He pulled in front of "Harry's" at 7:50pm. The place wasn't crowded but Harry kept a pretty steady flow of customers these days. Walking through the doors he surveyed the interior for any familar faces. "They aren't here yet" Harry informed him with a smile Amon found the first booth large enough for all of them. Sliding into the darkest corner... "Would you like something to drink?" Amon looked up into the eyes of a very attractive auburn haired woman. She had the most unusual color blue/grey eyes he'd ever seen. "Coffee will be fine" she took his order with a smile, returning only minutes later with coffee in tow. He clearly saw she was well endowed in the right places. Still he had no interest in approaching her. Or any woman. Leaning into the curve of the booth he dipped his body into the shadows.
Harry had noticed the subtle change in Amon, these days he seemed to wallow in his loneliness instead of embracing. An outburst of laughter and muffled talking broke through the quiet ambiance. Smiling at the appearance of the old friends Harry smiled to himself silently hoping they would be able to spark something in the somber Amon.
Dojima, Miho and Michael targeted Amon's shadow in the recesses of the bar. "Amon" Dojima squealed, rushing over. It had been at least 5 months since they had met like this. On occations he would run into the others here and there, the encounters were fleeting as he was usually on a case. In truth Amon hated re-living the past...STN-J, and the memories. These were his friends though, and the only remaining connection to Robin.
"Amon where have you been hiding all this time" Dojima smiled "Work" "I presume that's going well" Miho interjected "Can't complain" Amon tried his best to put on the old familar mask they were used to "So what's the news" Amon asked, trying to draw the attention away from him "Oh, no....gotta wait till Sakaki gets here" She said "Where is he anyway" Michael asked "Oh, he had to run a quick errand....he said he'd meet us here shortly"
"What can I get you folks" Harry asked He was flooded with several long minutes of idle chatter before recieving the drink order. Graciously smiling he took his leave to retrieve them.
Miho who was now an instructor for the police academy recounted tales of her job, the quirks and her latest romance. She seemed happy these days. Her style hadn't changed much, her hair a little longer. But she was still the same as he remembered. Dojima always bubbly was no different either. She had lightened her hair but otherwise the same. She was now a fashion consultant for one of the top Boutique's in Tokyo. It was obvious she was happy, and carefree... Michael had grown up too Amon noted. He now worked as a internet security expert. He enjoyed his job as expected. He'd gladly recounted them with the stories of latest hacker techniques. Most falling on bored ears.
Amon found himself growing increasingly tired of waiting for Sakaki, glancing at the clock he noticed that it was already 8:45. "Well.....Amon?" Dojima asked sheepishly "Hmm?" he grunted "Tell us, is there a special person in your life?" she pleaded "I don't have time" he answered her flatly "Should make time, everyone needs someone" Miho half muttered "I've never depended on anyone, why start now" he growled
"So has anyone heard from Robin?" Michael inquired Amon felt a tightening in his gut, it was like the fires of hell were attacking him where he sat. He felt anger, and a flood of other emotions. He fought to keep his composure. 'Damn why did you have to mention her' Amons mind raging. "She's doing fine" Miho answered quickly, noting the tension that rose in Amon.
"It's nice to see you all together again" Amon looked up to see Harry there, grateful for the interuption Amon sat silently listening to the others chatterbox on with Harry. His mind going numb, all he wanted to do now was go home, and close out the world.
He found himself watching the door, praying Sakaki would get there so the evening would end quickly. They were all happy, and free now. They had moved on with their lives, and managed to stake a claim on a new life. Why couldn't he.....taking advantage of the lack of attention he closed his eyes. He knew why he couldn't.......he'd made the the wrong decision. He'd fooled himself into believing a falsehood that now tormented him.
"Ahhh....Sakaki it's about time you got here" Dojima sqeaked ...bringing Amon out of his trance. He looked up to see the young man .......and that he was not alone.