AOTD: OK! Time to get serious. Talk shows will be shorter and I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed and who has read this and liked it and those who have put me on their favorite author's list and put me on their author alert too. I'll list the names at the end of the chapter except does who are reading and never put me on their author alert/list or sent me a review.
Amon: Just hurry up! I want my Robin back.
AOTD: I wonder what Sci-fi's gonna do with you guys. But I noticed that someone copied my talk show thing but instead of you they have someone else. Read Alone too! It's pretty good, better than this, I think.
Amon: You were thinking? O.O Did it hurt?
AOTD: O.O, I like these faces but the one I like best won't show. And I do think sometimes you know…I think…
Amon: You…think? ???
AOTD: I think…
Amon: You think?
AOTD: I think!
Amon: …You think.
AOTD: I think!
Amon: You think? You, the one who writes before she thinks, thinks?
AOTD: YES! I DO THINK!
Amon:…Riiiight. Roll the disclaimer and start up the story.
Disclaimer: Don't own WHR. I think I've said it enough times already.
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Chapter 20: Pep Talk
Robin watched in horror as Midnight began to choke Kita. She wanted to do something but her body wouldn't respond. What was wrong with her? Why did she let this continue? She only said that she loved him because she didn't want anymore lies. Her heart wouldn't be able to take anymore if she saw another image of Amon with another woman. Finally, Robin's body turned and walked back into Adam's room. She lay down and her green eyes became glassy with unshed tears. Robin wanted to scream, cry, something, anything! A lone tear ran down her face. Robin had just shed a tear, her hopes were rising. If she continued to fight, would she be able to control her body again?
. . .
Kita woke up in a dark place. Midnight had put her in a cold cell and there were strange but somewhat familiar scribbles on the wall. She slowly rose to an upright position and held her head as a dizzy spell racked her body. Her first thought was 'My head fucking hurts!' Her second was 'Where the fuck am I?'
She noticed a door and ran up to it. She took off her gloves to try and figure out what kind of door it was. Her fingers lightly caressed the door. It was metal and old; the scent of rust reached her nose. She wished that she had the same powers as her brother. She wondered how she would be able to open the door without making too much of a fuss, she didn't know where Midnight was after all and she really didn't want to let him know that she broke out of her jail cell. Kita thought of anything that would be quiet enough to break the door down. Guns wouldn't do anything and neither would swords and a bomb or some other type of explosive would draw too much unwanted attention. She let out a sigh.
Kita was one of the most powerful witches where she came from, next to her brother of course, and now she was trapped. Silence was broken by the sound of her stomach growling. She stared at her abdomen for a few minutes before finally realizing that she was hungry. She wondered what she should make. Pizza with sausages and extra, extra, extra cheese. She could almost smell it and just thinking about it was making her mouth water. Kita closed her eyes and concentrated hard on what she wanted. The signs glowed and the letters moved around the wall until they finally disappeared.
Kita opened her eyes then clasped her hand in delight at the sight of her beloved pizza. "Kita's pizza delivery service, our motto is we have it in under less than two minutes or else your pizza is free!" She giggled and then began to eat.
. . .
Amon was deep in thought as he walked down from the roof. Passing by a window, he noticed that Squall had a weeping Karasuma in his embrace. He wondered what made her cry and for some reason, he couldn't look away from them. The scene was familiar to him; it reminded him of Robin and himself. He wondered if it was going to rain soon. 'Like when the world cried for Robin, will it cry for Miho as well?'
. . .
Tears were freely rolling down Karasuma's cheeks as she buried her face deeper into Squall's shirt. Squall wrapped his arms around her protectively and rested his chin on the crown of her head. One hand traveled up as he gently ran his gloved hand through her hair.
"Miho, it'll be ok. I won't leave you again, I'm sorry." He whispered reassuringly into her ear, his breath tickling her. Karasuma looked up; her eyes were red and puffy.
Squall's look was so sincere, his silver-whitish eyes sparkled and a gust of wind blew, throwing his cinnamon bangs into his eyes. He looked very handsome as she slowly brought his lips closer to hers. They shared a timid, lover's kiss.
"Girl or boy?" His face became stern but his amused voice betrayed him. Karasuma looked at him and laughed. She playfully pushed him away and placed her hands on her hips, imitating Doujima.
"I knew it; I just knew that you were excited. And right now it's too early to tell."
"How far along are you?" He asked bringing Karasuma closer to him.
"Three months."
"There're no signs." He stated, a smirk reaching his lips. She brought his hand under her sweatshirt to her stomach and sure enough Squall felt her round belly. His smirk widened.
. . .
Amon was long gone; he didn't need to hear to understand what was going on. Squall was never his rival in love, just in the field. He was never after Robin; he was just trying to make Miho jealous. Amon smiled inwardly as thoughts and images of Robin filled his head.
"Hey Amon, have you seen Squall and Karasuma? Michael and Kira found out where Kita is and possibly your little bird."
Amon looked up at his older brother. He nodded his head towards the window, not wanting to say anything yet. Just as Nagira was about to call out to them, he noticed that they were having a moment. Nagira looked at his little bro and decided a little one on one talk was in order. He sighed and wondered how he was supposed to begin this serious and much needed brotherly chat. An idea popped into his mind.
Amon was in his own little world, regretting little things like every time he said no to Robin and remembering her smile when he gave into her small requests. He was snapped out of his thoughts as someone brought him into a headlock. His head shot up to take a look at his attacker. Amon shot him a death glare but to no avail, Nagira didn't even notice him.
"You know little bro, Robin's changed you a lot, she's good for you. She needs you and you need her, but right now she needs you more so snap out of it!" Nagira said, releasing Amon. The second Amon stood up straight, Nagira kicked his ass and Amon fell forward landing flat on his face. Nagira walked over and sat right on Amon's back.
"Now this is what I call babysitting. If you're gonna continue acting like this Amon." Nagira paused to light his cigarette, "Then Robin's done for. She isn't weak but every now and then even the strongest people have to rely on someone, Robin and you are no exception." Taking a long drag from his cigarette, he blew the smoke onto Amon's face.
"Those will kill you."
"I'll be quitting soon enough. She doesn't want me smoking. Congratulations on being a grumpy, old uncle." He blew the smoke in Amon's face again. "You should be careful Amon; secondhand smoke can be bad, if not worst than smoking."
"Then get the fuck off me!" Amon struggled to get up but he looked more like he was doing a pushup with a guy sitting on him. After ten pushups, Amon gave up, something he didn't do much. He groaned in frustration. "Why the hell did you say all those things?" Amon finally asked. Nagira gave him the are-you-an-idiot look.
"I said it so you'd quit drowning in self-pity long enough to actually help Robin! She needs you, we need you, you're the leader and as hard as Kira and Squall are trying, he can't be you. There's only one Amon."
Amon remained quiet, his face stoic and cold. Nagira was right and slowly Amon was becoming himself again. He balled his hand into a fist.
"I won't let Robin down! But first, I gotta get this old fart off of me!" He threw Nagira off of himself and quickly ran off to where the computer room was. Determination set in and Amon was ready to kill the bastard that took Robin away from him, Robin was rightfully his and no one else's.
Nagira looked on as his little brother ran away to god who knows where. He raised an eyebrow.
"Amon, you really have changed. I was only saying all that stuff before as a pep talk. Who actually knew you guys liked each other that much. I always thought that it was puppy love." Nagira mused out loud too himself…or so he thought.
"What's up with Amon?" Kira questioned but didn't wait for an answer, he just continued to talk. "I always knew that they were in love, after Amon left Robin all she ever talked about was him until he finally came back. Then when she and I were testing out our crafts, Amon took a lethal blow, for Robin that is, and almost said those three little words."
"You were fighting with-"
"But it IS true love, I'm proof of that. Amon's gonna propose to Robin a little later. Wedding bells are everywhere. Well, better go look for the elusive male known as Amon."
Kira disappeared down the same hall as Amon, walking at a slower pace until he broke out in a sprint all of a sudden, his expression hardened as he thought of the next step of his plan. Everything had changed, so his plans had to fit. They couldn't go home after this, he wasn't even sure if he and Kita would be allowed to exist after this. There were rules and the two siblings broke nearly all of them to save their parents. But the questions lingered in Kira's mind, would it be worth it? Was this change for the better? Would anything happen?
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AOTD: The pairings are all up now; everyone knows who's with who but…
Michael: (sigh) I'm all alone.
Amon: You were up against me, what did you think. I'm tall, dark, and handsome, broods prettily, and wears a black trench coat. I'm Fan girl bait.
Michael :…(gets up and walks over to a suicidal booth)
AOTD: Don't do that yet, I was gonna ask my readers if any of them want to be paired up with you. I mean all the pairings are mostly known now. Soooo anyone who's interested please send me a description and personality and I'll e-mail you the dialogue to make sure you seem in character.
Amon: I'm gonna go to that door over there. (Points to canceled anime door)
AOTD:NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Amon: Yeah, Adult Swim's gonna cancel us again, remember?
Tony the DS: YES!!!
AOTD:NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Amon: You done mourning for me yet?
AOTD: Just a bit longer. (Deep breath) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Amon: You done?
AOTD: Yes, but it is now the reader's turn. And any other WHR fan out there. Scream now please...
Amon: Just hurry up! I want my Robin back.
AOTD: I wonder what Sci-fi's gonna do with you guys. But I noticed that someone copied my talk show thing but instead of you they have someone else. Read Alone too! It's pretty good, better than this, I think.
Amon: You were thinking? O.O Did it hurt?
AOTD: O.O, I like these faces but the one I like best won't show. And I do think sometimes you know…I think…
Amon: You…think? ???
AOTD: I think…
Amon: You think?
AOTD: I think!
Amon: …You think.
AOTD: I think!
Amon: You think? You, the one who writes before she thinks, thinks?
AOTD: YES! I DO THINK!
Amon:…Riiiight. Roll the disclaimer and start up the story.
Disclaimer: Don't own WHR. I think I've said it enough times already.
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Chapter 20: Pep Talk
Robin watched in horror as Midnight began to choke Kita. She wanted to do something but her body wouldn't respond. What was wrong with her? Why did she let this continue? She only said that she loved him because she didn't want anymore lies. Her heart wouldn't be able to take anymore if she saw another image of Amon with another woman. Finally, Robin's body turned and walked back into Adam's room. She lay down and her green eyes became glassy with unshed tears. Robin wanted to scream, cry, something, anything! A lone tear ran down her face. Robin had just shed a tear, her hopes were rising. If she continued to fight, would she be able to control her body again?
. . .
Kita woke up in a dark place. Midnight had put her in a cold cell and there were strange but somewhat familiar scribbles on the wall. She slowly rose to an upright position and held her head as a dizzy spell racked her body. Her first thought was 'My head fucking hurts!' Her second was 'Where the fuck am I?'
She noticed a door and ran up to it. She took off her gloves to try and figure out what kind of door it was. Her fingers lightly caressed the door. It was metal and old; the scent of rust reached her nose. She wished that she had the same powers as her brother. She wondered how she would be able to open the door without making too much of a fuss, she didn't know where Midnight was after all and she really didn't want to let him know that she broke out of her jail cell. Kita thought of anything that would be quiet enough to break the door down. Guns wouldn't do anything and neither would swords and a bomb or some other type of explosive would draw too much unwanted attention. She let out a sigh.
Kita was one of the most powerful witches where she came from, next to her brother of course, and now she was trapped. Silence was broken by the sound of her stomach growling. She stared at her abdomen for a few minutes before finally realizing that she was hungry. She wondered what she should make. Pizza with sausages and extra, extra, extra cheese. She could almost smell it and just thinking about it was making her mouth water. Kita closed her eyes and concentrated hard on what she wanted. The signs glowed and the letters moved around the wall until they finally disappeared.
Kita opened her eyes then clasped her hand in delight at the sight of her beloved pizza. "Kita's pizza delivery service, our motto is we have it in under less than two minutes or else your pizza is free!" She giggled and then began to eat.
. . .
Amon was deep in thought as he walked down from the roof. Passing by a window, he noticed that Squall had a weeping Karasuma in his embrace. He wondered what made her cry and for some reason, he couldn't look away from them. The scene was familiar to him; it reminded him of Robin and himself. He wondered if it was going to rain soon. 'Like when the world cried for Robin, will it cry for Miho as well?'
. . .
Tears were freely rolling down Karasuma's cheeks as she buried her face deeper into Squall's shirt. Squall wrapped his arms around her protectively and rested his chin on the crown of her head. One hand traveled up as he gently ran his gloved hand through her hair.
"Miho, it'll be ok. I won't leave you again, I'm sorry." He whispered reassuringly into her ear, his breath tickling her. Karasuma looked up; her eyes were red and puffy.
Squall's look was so sincere, his silver-whitish eyes sparkled and a gust of wind blew, throwing his cinnamon bangs into his eyes. He looked very handsome as she slowly brought his lips closer to hers. They shared a timid, lover's kiss.
"Girl or boy?" His face became stern but his amused voice betrayed him. Karasuma looked at him and laughed. She playfully pushed him away and placed her hands on her hips, imitating Doujima.
"I knew it; I just knew that you were excited. And right now it's too early to tell."
"How far along are you?" He asked bringing Karasuma closer to him.
"Three months."
"There're no signs." He stated, a smirk reaching his lips. She brought his hand under her sweatshirt to her stomach and sure enough Squall felt her round belly. His smirk widened.
. . .
Amon was long gone; he didn't need to hear to understand what was going on. Squall was never his rival in love, just in the field. He was never after Robin; he was just trying to make Miho jealous. Amon smiled inwardly as thoughts and images of Robin filled his head.
"Hey Amon, have you seen Squall and Karasuma? Michael and Kira found out where Kita is and possibly your little bird."
Amon looked up at his older brother. He nodded his head towards the window, not wanting to say anything yet. Just as Nagira was about to call out to them, he noticed that they were having a moment. Nagira looked at his little bro and decided a little one on one talk was in order. He sighed and wondered how he was supposed to begin this serious and much needed brotherly chat. An idea popped into his mind.
Amon was in his own little world, regretting little things like every time he said no to Robin and remembering her smile when he gave into her small requests. He was snapped out of his thoughts as someone brought him into a headlock. His head shot up to take a look at his attacker. Amon shot him a death glare but to no avail, Nagira didn't even notice him.
"You know little bro, Robin's changed you a lot, she's good for you. She needs you and you need her, but right now she needs you more so snap out of it!" Nagira said, releasing Amon. The second Amon stood up straight, Nagira kicked his ass and Amon fell forward landing flat on his face. Nagira walked over and sat right on Amon's back.
"Now this is what I call babysitting. If you're gonna continue acting like this Amon." Nagira paused to light his cigarette, "Then Robin's done for. She isn't weak but every now and then even the strongest people have to rely on someone, Robin and you are no exception." Taking a long drag from his cigarette, he blew the smoke onto Amon's face.
"Those will kill you."
"I'll be quitting soon enough. She doesn't want me smoking. Congratulations on being a grumpy, old uncle." He blew the smoke in Amon's face again. "You should be careful Amon; secondhand smoke can be bad, if not worst than smoking."
"Then get the fuck off me!" Amon struggled to get up but he looked more like he was doing a pushup with a guy sitting on him. After ten pushups, Amon gave up, something he didn't do much. He groaned in frustration. "Why the hell did you say all those things?" Amon finally asked. Nagira gave him the are-you-an-idiot look.
"I said it so you'd quit drowning in self-pity long enough to actually help Robin! She needs you, we need you, you're the leader and as hard as Kira and Squall are trying, he can't be you. There's only one Amon."
Amon remained quiet, his face stoic and cold. Nagira was right and slowly Amon was becoming himself again. He balled his hand into a fist.
"I won't let Robin down! But first, I gotta get this old fart off of me!" He threw Nagira off of himself and quickly ran off to where the computer room was. Determination set in and Amon was ready to kill the bastard that took Robin away from him, Robin was rightfully his and no one else's.
Nagira looked on as his little brother ran away to god who knows where. He raised an eyebrow.
"Amon, you really have changed. I was only saying all that stuff before as a pep talk. Who actually knew you guys liked each other that much. I always thought that it was puppy love." Nagira mused out loud too himself…or so he thought.
"What's up with Amon?" Kira questioned but didn't wait for an answer, he just continued to talk. "I always knew that they were in love, after Amon left Robin all she ever talked about was him until he finally came back. Then when she and I were testing out our crafts, Amon took a lethal blow, for Robin that is, and almost said those three little words."
"You were fighting with-"
"But it IS true love, I'm proof of that. Amon's gonna propose to Robin a little later. Wedding bells are everywhere. Well, better go look for the elusive male known as Amon."
Kira disappeared down the same hall as Amon, walking at a slower pace until he broke out in a sprint all of a sudden, his expression hardened as he thought of the next step of his plan. Everything had changed, so his plans had to fit. They couldn't go home after this, he wasn't even sure if he and Kita would be allowed to exist after this. There were rules and the two siblings broke nearly all of them to save their parents. But the questions lingered in Kira's mind, would it be worth it? Was this change for the better? Would anything happen?
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AOTD: The pairings are all up now; everyone knows who's with who but…
Michael: (sigh) I'm all alone.
Amon: You were up against me, what did you think. I'm tall, dark, and handsome, broods prettily, and wears a black trench coat. I'm Fan girl bait.
Michael :…(gets up and walks over to a suicidal booth)
AOTD: Don't do that yet, I was gonna ask my readers if any of them want to be paired up with you. I mean all the pairings are mostly known now. Soooo anyone who's interested please send me a description and personality and I'll e-mail you the dialogue to make sure you seem in character.
Amon: I'm gonna go to that door over there. (Points to canceled anime door)
AOTD:NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Amon: Yeah, Adult Swim's gonna cancel us again, remember?
Tony the DS: YES!!!
AOTD:NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Amon: You done mourning for me yet?
AOTD: Just a bit longer. (Deep breath) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Amon: You done?
AOTD: Yes, but it is now the reader's turn. And any other WHR fan out there. Scream now please...