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Robin lay in what could only be called a tired trance, her mind was wandering and her body was fighting for sleep but sleep still evaded her. It was teasing her, every time she began to drift off something, a flash of Amon's face, or his scent of cologne and something she couldn't put her finger on assaulted her senses. It was slowly driving her mad and nothing seemed to help, the alarm clock on her counter easily passed midnight and still sleep was an impossible thing.

Frustration getting the best of her Robin threw the covers off and walked into that kitchen. She was hoping to find solace in cleaning but there was no luck, the house was spotless. Finding an empty chair Robin sat down at the table only to have Touya place his head on her knee. "Silly one, are you bored too?" She murmured with a weary voice.

It seemed like minutes but it had been hours and Robin woke to the sound of Father Juliano's laughter. He was standing in the doorway and just happened to walk into the kitchen at the right moment, he found Robin asleep her head resting on the kitchen table with Touya's head still resting on her lap.

Robin bolted out of the seat and jumped to work on breakfast without giving Father Juliano the pleasure of seeing her beat red face. "Robin, do you have work today?" He casually asked.

Suddenly Robin turned very pale. "Oh, I have work at two." She stole a quick glance at the clock, which revealed that it was already one-thirty in the afternoon.

Managing a quick 'excuse me' she dashed out of the room. She was out of her bedroom and dressed before Father Juliano could blink. Running out of the house took less time then one would think. Soon she was at là bellezza parking her Vespa while receiving strange looks from people who were oddly lined outside the restaurant.

After moments of speaking with a frigid doorman, Robin was allowed in to find what one day of work had created. People were everywhere rushing about to deliver, touch up, and assemble quickly flown in foods. Everything was up to the standards that any fine Italian restaurant would offer; it was so much so that Robin couldn't help but smile at the sight of it.

"Oh there you are, I was beginning to wonder if you were not going to show up." Spoke a kind voice, at the sight of Robin's confusion the man added. "I am Harry, Mr. Masawi asked me to help you out. He has some important affairs to attend to." He extended his hand in a friendly greeting.

With a smile, Robin was shown to a newly remodeled back room, which was in complete disarray. The two workers from the night before ran about quickly stocking food items. Both sent Robin a dirty look as if saying 'thanks a lot' while moving about with inhuman speed.

Everything seemed to speed past for Robin who was given the simple job of manager, soon the place was open and with an Italian charm she made many people feel as though they would likely return very soon. At closing, she had somehow comforted a slightly annoyed crowd of employees into loving her. Only two seemed set apart from the almost automatic love Robin seemed to gain, but little did they know that somehow they would be included.

It was a long and boring day for Amon, dealing with so many idiots in his corporate office was quite the annoyance. Yet somehow, he had managed to get through the completely lengthy day. Some news about là bellezza's reopening had made him very happy; many of his Italian associates had visited the establishment had had decided that it was up to their standards as was the little beauty who had kindly showed them to a seat.

Amon did not have to think very hard to guess whom the men were speaking of when they had said little beauty, and somehow it made him angry to think that those dirty bastards were thinking some very un-polite thoughts about his newest employee. He blamed it on the fact that she was a priest's granddaughter but it still sent his blood boiling.

The better part of his night was ruined and there was only one way to make everything better, and it was sleeping with Touko. Although that seemed like a horrible offer, she was the daughter of a prominent businessman and tough mobster. Being the princess to a man in the same profession as Amon Touko's father Zaizen had expressed his want for the two to be together. It was because of this that Touko was an easy woman to sleep with.

Without much else to think about Amon called Touko, he knew that neither of them could stick to each other and frankly he didn't care that much. She was just someone to sleep with, nothing more so it didn't matter to him who else she slept with as long as she was open for him.

I am sorry that this is taking forever, I just procrastinate way too much but, thanks to:

Prospero53223

Cheetahara

young wiccan – everything will pan out in time…I hope

lyn

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kenshi-mimiroo – that is cool, the sad thing about me is that I am only Russian (I am not from Russia!) and English with some Native American mixed in…so I really have no idea what I am writing about, I just researched it.

Yuyarama-kya

Cat/Wolf Witch Kyobi – I might have to make things a little OOC and it is so sad…I love the characters the way they are but they are so damn hard to work with.

Jen

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