Last Man Standing
Chapter 6: His Warning
Story Summary: Post 15 AU. Two brothers, one girl. Neither really deserved her but both tried their hands to get the little angel anyways. ARN triangle. Told ya I'd do one eventually.
Chapter Summary: While Robin's out to play, Nagira is confronted by a ghostly image of Amon, growling out a jealous warning. But Amon being Amon and Nagira being Nagira, the message sent is a message misinterpreted.

AAOTD: Hehe, Butterfly is evil. I have just found that out.
Takara: Butterfly?
Amon: Her kitten turned cat.
AAOTD: Yeah, I'm a junior. College searching soon. Anyone else going to college?
Amon: It'll be hell.
Takara: I wouldn't know.
AAOTD: Me neither.
Amon: . . . I'm just making it up, never been.
Takara, AAOTD, Balmung: (sweat drops)

Disclaimer: Soon I'll be a poor college student saying I don't own WHR but I do own . . . Aww crap, I own nothing huh? Is college really as bad as other college fanfic writers make it sound? Oh yeah, anyone know of Sarina Paris? No? Really?

Nagira was lying on the couch, unable to sleep, staring at the gray, boring ceiling. Well, he thought it was gray, seeing as it was kinda pitch black in the room so in a sense, everything was actually black as far as his eyes could see.

The sound of the wooden floors creaking caught his easily drifting attention. He didn't move a muscle, but his eyes stayed trained on the small, slip of a girl, who was currently making her way out of their home silently. She turned her haunted emerald orbs at him, looking at him intently as if he would stop her. He wouldn't. He knew that she probably thought that he was sleeping. He wouldn't follow her. He wouldn't.

Yeah right. The second she closed that door, he would be following her like . . . like, shadows to Amon! Mentally nodding, Nagira congratulated himself on his hard earned thought.

"I'll be out for a little bit, to clear my mind. I want . . . to see if my friend is still alive. Thank you for reminding me," she whispered to him softly, as if speaking to a slumbering child, afraid to wake him up but still feeling guilty without telling him where she was going.

He watched watchfully as she left him. He saw her shadowy silhouette pause at the door, then shake her head. She turned and left the office. He counted to one, then shot out of 'bed' and threw his coat on. He wasn't following her! He wasn't. He was just checking up on her, he argued with himself for another hour or so. Well, it seemed like another hour.

Stalking her. Nah, Amon's thing. Nagira told himself that he was just going to make sure she was okay, to make sure that no one was stalking her. Just as he was about to open the door, the window near his desk flew open, a strong wind rushed inside and blew away his ever-growing-white-mountain-of-evil-papers-and-other-not-so-important-but-highly-stupid-pile-that-turned-into-a-pile-of-organized-files-for-cases-pile. Nagira stared, mouth on the floor, eyes wide in disbelief.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me! I had that fucker all clean and shit then in less than three fucking seconds it's all fucking gone!" He continued to add many, many, many more bad words to the sentence, words that refuse to be written down or heard. (A/N: Sue me, I don't swear but Nagira sure as hell does.)

And so, instead of following Robin to make sure that she was safe, he told himself that she was once a hunter herself and could take care of herself by herself. But Nagira, him on the other hand, had to deal with Little Bellowing Banshee all day and most nights before Little Sexy Siren came along. Damn, if Mika saw this mess, he would never hear the end of it.

Then it hit him. Tomorrow, or rather today being 1:24AM, he had a meeting at eight with some woman who was suing her husband for money and the like. He needed to do the case to get some money to help people who needed it. But worst of all, his ever-growing-pile etc. was the case for that woman. He sighed, dropped to the floor and started sorting it all out, cursing out his Dear Little Amon. Yeah, Amon was the one behind this. Wind, shadows, Amon.

Three hours later found Robin finding Nagira sitting on the floor, trying to find something that needed to be found with nothing but a blank look on his face while trying to find page number one hundred, seventy-one which, after twenty minutes of searching, still refused to be found by the one trying his hardest to find it. Nagira suddenly clutched his head and let out a loud, silent scream, coming out from the deepest recesses of his overworked-and-no-play-makes-Nagira-go-crazy-or-at-the-very-least-make-Nagira-turn-into-Amon soul. It's a very sad day when a little girl can organize all five thousand pages of his report while he just sat around, staring at her lips. The one he stole from Amon last night.

A warm, fuzzy, gut wrenching guilt filled him.

"I think I saw Amon, in a crowd when I was walking home," she told him suddenly, out of no where. Nagira wondered if her voice would always be that soft, even if he took her to his bed-

"Really? Where were you young lady? I was worried," Nagira teased lightly, unsure of how she felt from last night. He didn't think this was awkward, but it probably was to her. "It's way past your curfew and bedtime and oh my god I just sounded like Mika," Nagira gaped, eliciting a somewhat forced giggle out of Robin.

"I was visiting a friend and looking." Once again, she didn't care to elaborate.

"Please don't make me sound like a parent Robin," he pleaded, his tone very serious. He didn't want to sound like a parent, he didn't want to sound jealous, he didn't want . . . to know what he sounded like.

She looked at him, no smile, no emotion. She looked . . . like Amon. He fought down a shiver and instead held out his hand for the files. She handed them to him, fingertips brushing, then went upstairs without so much as a word or glance behind.

Nagira exhaled deeply and loudly, he didn't sigh. Nope. He looked around for a smoke, but didn't find one. He remembered that he ran out a few days ago, but didn't feel like getting more. Nagira grabbed his coat and left, looking for the closest vending machine.

While returning home, he noticed that the wind was dying down, that shadows stretched on the pavement. A shadow appeared in front of him.

Amon.

The two half-brothers stared each other down, neither flinching or blinking as a strong gust of wind blew at them, picking up the tails of their coats. It would have been a cool, tense moment to onlookers. White and black, light and dark. Yin and yang. Nagira's relaxed smile versus Amon's tense glare. Amon's eyes narrowed even farther. Nagira wondered how long Amon could glare for. Another thought nearly made him lose his really cool looking stand. He mentally shook his head. If Amon narrowed his eyes any more, they'd be closed and he'd be free from Amon's so-called icy stare.

"You didn't follow her," Amon started.

Oh boy, here started their little interruptions, which would be followed by a fist fight with either as the winner and finally, they get some work done. If the other was still conscious of course. Then again, that was highly rare.

"I was busy-"

"Excuses, she's under your protection-"

"Yeah, but you seem well enough to be taking her-"

"What are you implying-"

"So you don't have a relation with her?"

"She's my-"

"Yeah yeah, I heard it before." Nagira was wondering why Amon didn't jump down his throat like he usually did.

"She's nothing."

"So I can have her?"

"If she wishes-"

"Great cause she's a great kisser, and her body's so soft. I can't wait to help her blossom beneath me-"

"I don't want to hear it."

"Too bad Dear Little Amon-"

"I'm not little-"

"You're shorter-"

"Keep your distance." Nagira shivered. That was a new tone. He looked at Amon as he turned and disappeared down the streets. Strange, they got a lot done with no blood being shed.

"Loser. Who are you trying to impress huh?" Nagira muttered under his breath, lighting a cigarette and walking home.

Amon was one confusing puzzle. First saying he didn't care for her, but sending her here to be protected, then he said that Nagira could date her! Then he went back and threatened him. Well, whatever. Nagira decided to himself that if Robin wanted more, if she wanted anything, he'd be more than willing. She was under his protection, and even if it meant that he'd have to protect her from Amon, then he would.

And plus, Nagira didn't know what he should keep his distance from. Amon never said.

A sly smile made its way to Nagira's lips. "K, I'll keep my distance from you, Little Brother." If Amon would be more serious, he'd call him his big brother, but since Amon didn't, that meant that this request wouldn't be taken too seriously.

Yep, Robin would be his in no time. Well, actually, she'd be his in a long time, after he killed Amon and his conscience. Well, murder would be a better word.

AAOTD: Nagira's quite the villain isn't he?
Amon: That makes me happy, but you also made us sound like idiotic idiots.
Takara: "Idiotic idiots"? Nice wording Amon.
AAOTD: He's got a point Amon.
Amon: . . . You made me say it.
Balmung: Losers, I want to go back to 'The World' I love. Reki! Find a replacement clone for this authoress.
AAOTD: Wait, Lord Balmung! I'm a huge fan, I love 'The World' as much as you do!
Takara: Another one?
Nagira: Another.

A/N: And I've decided who Robin will end up with, but of course I like to hold out. Next chapter will be in two weeks since school is harder than I thought and I don't really have time for writing much anymore. And sorry for the late update, there was a blackout in the city and I was pissed so I went to the park! It rained, I still stayed, and now I have three endings for this story!

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Ayjah: (smiles) I like the dreams too, but like most people and dreams, they don't stay in the mind for too long. Robin doesn't remember what she dreamt of, only that Nagira is becoming more and more important in her life. I'm trying to keep Amon as close to character as I see him in my mind, but now I also have to begin to work in some plot. (sweatdrops) Amon should come back soon into Robin's life and protect her while still trying to hunt her. And no, Nagira isn't a villain, after rereading the chapter it sounds like I'm making him evil but he's not, just playing around.

In True Meanings: Yeah, the next one is long too. Some chapters are short, some are long. I don't really have a limit, as long as I get my point across. And I made Robin really innocent this chapter, maybe as a cute chibi with huge eyes.

WHR Fan: Semi-lemon? Where? I really can't write then so I'm kinda wondering what they're suppose to um, be. Lol. I mean, I know but like . . . Are you sure that Nagira kissed Robin first? Or was it Amon? Or was it all a dream? Maybe Amon did kiss Robin first, or maybe Robin just imagined it since she was kinda sleep walking/dreaming. Boy am I evil. (smiles)

saint's hands: Really? Cool! I made a Nagira Robin fan! Um, if you wanna read some Nagira Robin one-shots, check out Rali's stories. Her authorID is 112691. There was another, um, just look at the bottom of my favorite stories for a few Nagira Robin one-shots.In the summary, it should say rare pairing.I didn't think that a lot of people would notice that Inuyasha reference, but a lot of people did. I'm happy that some people pay attention.

AlwaysForgotten: Thanks! But school's been piling up and I have to update every other week now. And today, there was a black out so I'm not sure when this will be posted since I'm suppose to post it today. Too tired. My poor feet. I'm glad you like the sneak peek, as long as people say it makes them wanting more, I'll continue to post them!

Fairy of Dark Woods: This is the only ARN triangle around. :P And like I said, school is getting harder and I got yet another job (yes, I am now working) so I can get that .hack sign/ fragment online game and play with other people or, kill them as I've heard. So instead of shorter chapters (I found out in the hard way that I can't do short chapters, I write until I finish my outline) I've decided to update every other Friday.

anarchy101: It's a triangle, since Robin and Amon already have a thing for each other in the series, I really don't have to develop that a lot but Nagira and Robin only have a few moments together so I have to make a relationship for them. There'll be Amon and Robin scenes later and they will be cute, fluffy but still in character when Amon comes back in but for now, Nagira gets the spotlight, Amon gets angst and Robin gets confused! Lol.

tru: Um, Nagira kissed Robin, Robin didn't really have a choice (well she did have the choice to push him away but me and Robin are alike and my first kiss was stolen so yeah) and I don't think Amon will forgive her which may cause a break in their relationship, so if you don't want Amon to forgive her he might not. To tell the truth, I can't see Robin without someone who's wiser and who'll protect her mentally, so it doesn't really have to be Amon but I know it can't be Michael, leaving Sakaki, Amon and Nagira. But I'm not a Sakaki Robin person, they're like brother and sister, which leaves Amon and Nagira! I got enough Amon Robin stories, and there's not enough Nagira Amon so (nods) ARN triangles are bound to have romance between them, and maybe Robin will end up with Nagira, maybe she'll end up with Amon. Alternate endings at different sites. (smiles)

Sneak peek:

Chapter 7: Her Friends

Robin stood in the alley, her eyes closed. Something was tugging at her. It had been so long, it was nice to see someone she could trust but . . . she couldn't. She would be endangering Nagira, and she didn't want that. But Amon, maybe Dojima knew something about Amon. And what Nagira doesn't know wouldn't hurt him, right? She continued making a list of excuses as to why she should just walk away right now and go back home, but Amon outweighed it all. He was worth it. She opened her jeweled colored eyes with a stern determination.

Amon.