A/N: The only thing I have to say right now is about the whole lemon
situation. I would not mind writing a tasteful lemon. I'm only sixteen so
I'm great at reading them but actually writing them is a little different.
So I'll take a vote: I can do a nice lemon, or just imply things. Your
choice, I'm all for democracy. Personally, I would not mind I lemon, but I
don't have the biggest fan base like some other writers. :)
Disclaimer: The chapter title is the name of a Buffy episode. I don't own Witch Hunter Robin.
Chapter 1: Living Conditions
Robin stared out the window of the car as they drove down the street. She and Amon were in the back of a taxi that was taking them back after visiting with Juliano. It was raining outside and Robin watched the heavy drops fall onto the ground as they continued driving. As Robin stared out the window she saw the hotel they were staying at come up on the left-hand side of the road. It was nothing spectacular just another hotel, much like the three others they had been to upon coming here. It had been exactly one month and two weeks since they had left Japan and the factory had been destroyed. Robin and Amon escaped thanks to Robin's craft, but as they looked down at the rubble from the hill they were standing on Robin knew things weren't going to be all right.
Flashback
"Amon why didn't we go down over there with the others?" Robin asked him quietly as she stood behind him. He did not answer and after a while she spoke again. "We are not going back are we?"
"No" Amon simply replied. After some time have passed he continued with the explanation. "It's too dangerous now. SOLOMON will be looking for us and we must go into hiding."
"Where will we go?"
"I am not sure yet"
"Italy" Robin whispered just enough so he could here.
"No, we will stay in Japan for now" He told her.
"It would be best to go to Italy." She once again said. He was shocked that she would deify him like that. But, after arguing about it he had finally let Robin win and they were going back to Robin's old home.
End of Flashback
Occasionally over the time they had spent hiding here they had gone to see Juliano, and that is what they had done today. Amon and Juliano discussed plans and Robin would go off and wonder about the place where she grew up. Robin's thoughts were disturbed when she felt Amon looking at her.
"We are here" He told her and then started to pay the driver. She got out of the car and than he soon followed as they went to their room. As Amon went into his pocket for the keys, he looked up at Robin with a frown. "What are you trying to do, get sick?" He asked her as he pulled her under the over-hang of the building.
"Oh" Robin said as she let him pull her. "I have so much on my mind I forgot about the rain." She told him looking at the ground a little embarrassed. Amon gave her a nod as if to say 'we both have a lot on our minds' and with that he opened the door and they both went in. They both walked over to the closet and Robin took off her coat as well as Amon. Amon made a gesture and she handed him her coat. Robin looked down at herself and noticed that she was drenched.
"I am going to go change my clothes." Robin told him as she walked towards the bathroom.
"That's probably a good idea." Amon responded.
Although they have been staying in rooms together now for almost two months Robin always felt the need to make she Amon knew where she was and what she was doing. She thought that it made him feel more secure about freely moving around their medium sized hotel room. Amon walked over to the bed and sat down. The hotel room was all right. It had two beds and a television that usually kept them away from awkward silences. The desk to the left of it had all Amon's technical equipment on it along with his laptop. They only people they communicated with were Juliano and Nagira. Amon would 'Im' him on the computer late at night when it was a good time in Japan for Nagira to tell him things about SOLOMON and the STN-J. Robin herself though had been sneaky. Every once and a while when he left her alone to go do something she would talk to Michael. If Amon ever found out she were talking to someone other than his contacts, he would be furious. However, that of course was why she did not tell him.
Amon heard her walk out of the bathroom and looked up at her as she walked to sit on the bed across from him. She looked different now that they have come to Italy. She wore a black pleated skirt and a black shirt to match. Although she gave up her dress, she refused to give up her sense of color.
"Why do you insist on wearing black?" Amon asked her all of the sudden.
"I'll stop wearing black when something darker comes along" She sarcastically told him with a smile.
He chuckled a little as he continued to look at her. She had he hair down and it flowed across her shoulders. She looked a lot more grown up to him and that disturbed him more than he'd like sometimes.
'She is sixteen now.' He thought as her continued staring at her.
She knew he was staring at her, but she looked to the ground so he could not she her blush as she always did when he looked at her for too long. And than he started to wonder if she actually was sixteen. It had been over seven months since her first met her. Michael had done a job of informing everyone that the chief was wrong in his estimate of her age.
'Stupid boy.' Amon thought. He really liked Michael, but sometimes he just had his head in the clouds a little too much.
Maybe she had gotten older by another year he started to think again. Amon worried about this. He knew how to act around a 'child-like' Robin, but what about an adult? Robin had always acted like she was much older than she was, but at least with her being sixteen he had and idea. Amon stopped thinking about his 'Robin-centered thoughts' and told her of Juliano's and his discussion. Juliano thought it would be best if they found somewhere to stay for a longer period of time that was not a hotel. Preferably, somewhere where they would be better protected. They had already been attacked twice since coming to Italy. Amon looked over at the clock, seven- thirty.
"We should go get dinner" Amon she breaking the silence. And with that they got up, got their coats, and left their hotel to walk once again back into the pouring rain.
A/N: End of chapter 1 YEA! Plz be kind with the reviews and keep the flames at a minimum, effective criticisms good just don't scorch me! I'll update soon! Thanks, HEXES Just to let you know cuz my friend asked, I started this story about 3 or 4 months ago but now I'm re-doing it.
Disclaimer: The chapter title is the name of a Buffy episode. I don't own Witch Hunter Robin.
Chapter 1: Living Conditions
Robin stared out the window of the car as they drove down the street. She and Amon were in the back of a taxi that was taking them back after visiting with Juliano. It was raining outside and Robin watched the heavy drops fall onto the ground as they continued driving. As Robin stared out the window she saw the hotel they were staying at come up on the left-hand side of the road. It was nothing spectacular just another hotel, much like the three others they had been to upon coming here. It had been exactly one month and two weeks since they had left Japan and the factory had been destroyed. Robin and Amon escaped thanks to Robin's craft, but as they looked down at the rubble from the hill they were standing on Robin knew things weren't going to be all right.
Flashback
"Amon why didn't we go down over there with the others?" Robin asked him quietly as she stood behind him. He did not answer and after a while she spoke again. "We are not going back are we?"
"No" Amon simply replied. After some time have passed he continued with the explanation. "It's too dangerous now. SOLOMON will be looking for us and we must go into hiding."
"Where will we go?"
"I am not sure yet"
"Italy" Robin whispered just enough so he could here.
"No, we will stay in Japan for now" He told her.
"It would be best to go to Italy." She once again said. He was shocked that she would deify him like that. But, after arguing about it he had finally let Robin win and they were going back to Robin's old home.
End of Flashback
Occasionally over the time they had spent hiding here they had gone to see Juliano, and that is what they had done today. Amon and Juliano discussed plans and Robin would go off and wonder about the place where she grew up. Robin's thoughts were disturbed when she felt Amon looking at her.
"We are here" He told her and then started to pay the driver. She got out of the car and than he soon followed as they went to their room. As Amon went into his pocket for the keys, he looked up at Robin with a frown. "What are you trying to do, get sick?" He asked her as he pulled her under the over-hang of the building.
"Oh" Robin said as she let him pull her. "I have so much on my mind I forgot about the rain." She told him looking at the ground a little embarrassed. Amon gave her a nod as if to say 'we both have a lot on our minds' and with that he opened the door and they both went in. They both walked over to the closet and Robin took off her coat as well as Amon. Amon made a gesture and she handed him her coat. Robin looked down at herself and noticed that she was drenched.
"I am going to go change my clothes." Robin told him as she walked towards the bathroom.
"That's probably a good idea." Amon responded.
Although they have been staying in rooms together now for almost two months Robin always felt the need to make she Amon knew where she was and what she was doing. She thought that it made him feel more secure about freely moving around their medium sized hotel room. Amon walked over to the bed and sat down. The hotel room was all right. It had two beds and a television that usually kept them away from awkward silences. The desk to the left of it had all Amon's technical equipment on it along with his laptop. They only people they communicated with were Juliano and Nagira. Amon would 'Im' him on the computer late at night when it was a good time in Japan for Nagira to tell him things about SOLOMON and the STN-J. Robin herself though had been sneaky. Every once and a while when he left her alone to go do something she would talk to Michael. If Amon ever found out she were talking to someone other than his contacts, he would be furious. However, that of course was why she did not tell him.
Amon heard her walk out of the bathroom and looked up at her as she walked to sit on the bed across from him. She looked different now that they have come to Italy. She wore a black pleated skirt and a black shirt to match. Although she gave up her dress, she refused to give up her sense of color.
"Why do you insist on wearing black?" Amon asked her all of the sudden.
"I'll stop wearing black when something darker comes along" She sarcastically told him with a smile.
He chuckled a little as he continued to look at her. She had he hair down and it flowed across her shoulders. She looked a lot more grown up to him and that disturbed him more than he'd like sometimes.
'She is sixteen now.' He thought as her continued staring at her.
She knew he was staring at her, but she looked to the ground so he could not she her blush as she always did when he looked at her for too long. And than he started to wonder if she actually was sixteen. It had been over seven months since her first met her. Michael had done a job of informing everyone that the chief was wrong in his estimate of her age.
'Stupid boy.' Amon thought. He really liked Michael, but sometimes he just had his head in the clouds a little too much.
Maybe she had gotten older by another year he started to think again. Amon worried about this. He knew how to act around a 'child-like' Robin, but what about an adult? Robin had always acted like she was much older than she was, but at least with her being sixteen he had and idea. Amon stopped thinking about his 'Robin-centered thoughts' and told her of Juliano's and his discussion. Juliano thought it would be best if they found somewhere to stay for a longer period of time that was not a hotel. Preferably, somewhere where they would be better protected. They had already been attacked twice since coming to Italy. Amon looked over at the clock, seven- thirty.
"We should go get dinner" Amon she breaking the silence. And with that they got up, got their coats, and left their hotel to walk once again back into the pouring rain.
A/N: End of chapter 1 YEA! Plz be kind with the reviews and keep the flames at a minimum, effective criticisms good just don't scorch me! I'll update soon! Thanks, HEXES Just to let you know cuz my friend asked, I started this story about 3 or 4 months ago but now I'm re-doing it.