Blind Love

Chapter 8- Searching for the Truth

By Miyu

There came this panicked feeling in the next few moments as Robin sat atop the building. She feared many things and amongst those things was the final resting place of Inari's soul; if he had truly died as he had wanted to. The wind blew strands of Robin's hair around her face as she reached up to pull them away from her un-seeing eyes. She breathed lightly so as to be able to hear the slightest sound that could tell her what was happening down below the perch she was on. Was it even possible for Inari to still be alive?

It seemed almost too much to hope for. But then again, she wondered, what would it help for him to be alive after all he'd been through; after all he'd lost? His one true love, the one he had committed his whole self and his entire heart to…was gone. Robin thought more on the subject.

Witches lives were rarely taken in the hunt and instead they were usually captured and then taken away to laboratories or places similar to high-security jails. This being the case, was it even possible for Amon to have taken Araminta's life? Robin began to wonder if she was thinking along the wrong path. What if Inari had misled her with the intentions of making her believe Amon wasn't the person she thought he was? Her mind was instantly flooded with pictures of Amon's face. She could see him again, his face, hair, eyes…everything. It was as if she had been tossed back in time to before she had lost her sight. The depth in his eyes, in his expression was almost chilling to her. Could it be that Inari was right in his perceptions? Was she really hopelessly in love with Amon?

Another cold wind blew and Robin began to think she had never been so cold in her life. It was more than just the outside chilliness. On the inside, in her heart, she was feeling frozen. It was more than just the fact that she didn't know what happened to Inari. She was also having doubts about Amon. Why hadn't he come to save her yet? Did he truly not care? More than that, why had he run out of the apartment the other day?

Was there something that she was missing?

In all the time that she had known Amon, he had never been one to keep things from her. He was most generally blunt and to the point, even if it meant her getting hurt. It was this that confused her the most as she wondered what he was doing at that exact moment in time.

Amon's breathing came in rasps as he struggled to catch his breath. Shortly after grasping a light pole for balance (he was feeling awfully lightheaded), he heard a scream issue from the opposite side of the large skyscraper he was standing beside. Closing his eyes, he seemed to be egging himself to continue on. Despite the constant throbbing in his temples, he took off in the direction in which the scream came from.

Upon reaching the other side of the building, Amon was given almost no time to register what exactly was happening. A woman and her young daughter were staring up at the top of building where Amon could scarcely make out a figure leaning against the ledge. Squinting, he could see that the figure was not a woman, at which his breath (which had been hitched in his throat) was quickly released. The person was a man, small but able-bodied. His hair was dark as charcoal and his figure lean. There was no doubt in his mind who that person was. More frankly, Amon wasn't even thinking about the figure on the ledge. His thoughts drifted to Robin as they always did and he wondered where she was and what she was doing. Was she on top of the roof? The thought made Amon shudder. To be so close to death…for his Robin to be so close…if she fell off the roof…what would become of his world? What would happen if Robin was gone?

He shook his head to clear away these thoughts. There was something not right about the whole thing. As his gaze moved upward from the man to the ledge just above him, Amon's heart raced as he saw what looked like someone else on top of the roof. From his position, he couldn't accurately tell who it was or what they were doing…but it gave him hope none-the-less. It could be Robin.

Within a fraction of a second, Amon had taken off, running towards the large building as fast as his feet and the boots that he was wearing would allow. There was no stopping him as she ran through the crowds of people and the young girl and her mom that stared upward at the building in a sort of awe. It was like staring at a car accident as you passed it on the highway. Thrilling, suspenseful, and at the same time, so frightening you're almost too scared to pull your eyes away.

Hey guys! Sorry it's not MUCH of an update but...at least it's something, huh? I'm sorry I've been a little behind lately... (Okay...so a lot behind) but I've had a lot on my plate as of recently. Mostly, I'm referring to midterms at school. I've only got one more left and it's not one that I'm worried about so now that I'm all caught up and everything, I'm hoping I can have a little more time to work on things. Yay.

Anyway, for those of you who stuck with this story as long as you did and have been waiting for an update, I'd like to thank you sooooooo much for the reviews you've left me on it. It's been so long since I last updated it and yet I continue to get reviews on it like crazy. Thanks for sticking with me and my story. I really really appreciate it. I promise the next chapter will be longer, okay?

Sayonara all! Next time I update I'll be 17. (just a little note...even if you don't really care) Oh yeah...and want to know the other reason I haven't written in a while? It's because I've been too busy falling in love. 3 Yes indeed.