Blind Love

Chapter 9- Decisions

By Miyu

"Stupid!" Robin berated herself, "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!"

Amon looked over from the desk he was sitting at in the general vicinity of Robin's bedroom. His eyes locked on Robin's profile as he waited to hear what she was talking about.

"He controls air." she muttered, "Air…which is why he could carry me as far as he did. He's not dead. There's no way he could be."

Amon didn't tell her that he had already realized this and instead let her believe that she had been the one to figure it out.

"..I see."

Robin turned towards the direction in which Amon's voice had come.

"So…he's alive then."

"It's not unlikely."

A short bout of silence followed then. Amon pondered their choices. They could search for Inari or leave him be and wait for him to strike again. Robin seemed to be thinking the same thing.

"He wants to hurt you Amon."

"I know."

"But…" Robin cut herself off.

"But…what?" Amon questioned.

Robin turned her head towards where she knew the window was. It was something she had always done when she was worried, or when she was nervous or just pensive. She imagined that she could see out over the tops of the buildings outside and down into the bustling streets full with people on their way to work, children on their way to school, people shopping, and random passers-by, admiring the views in the city. She had always found it strangely calming.

"But…I don't want him to." She finally confessed, drawing in a short breath at that.

Amon sighed inwardly at that comment. Somehow, he had known that was coming.

"I don't want you to worry about me."

"I can't help it."

Again, another bout of silence followed. Amon felt helpless in a way. Was there really nothing he could say to make her stop worrying? His dignity was at stake after all. He had the confidence in himself that he could take care of whatever was thrown at him. He could take care of himself. Did she think he couldn't?

Or maybe he was just being stupid.

Before he realized what he was doing, he had moved over to her bed. As he sat next to her, he wrapped his toned arms around her and stared out the window that she so longed to stare out of once again.

"I'll be fine." He assured her.

"I wish…I could believe you."

"Why can't you?"

Robin turned her head so that her face was only inches from Amon's. She could feel his breath on her lips and she wished, as she had so many times recently, that she could stare into his dark eyes once again.

"I don't know." She whispered.

Amon leaned forward slightly so that his forehead was gently pressed against hers. His eyes were fixed on her un-seeing ones and yet he didn't even think about the fact that she had the disability. To him, she was still Robin and she always would be. She would always worry about things; about life, about him. If she suddenly stopped worrying, he would know something was wrong.

"I don't suppose…there's anything I could do to convince you then."

Robin's lips curled into a small smile.

"No, I don't suppose there is. Only…"

"Only what?" Amon asked.

"Only…come out of this alive for me…wont you? What ever happens…just…please come back."

Amon nodded slightly, the movement of his head 'causing hers to move also.

"I will. I promise."

Robin closed her eyes as if taking everything in. She registered it. He promised. He would come back to her. Amon never broke his promises.

With little warning, Amon leaned down slightly and pressed his lips against Robin's, his body becoming instantly warmer as he did so. Robin relaxed her body a little more against him as gently kissed him back, sliding her hand up to rest on his cheek as he, almost without thinking, leaned into her palm. Neither of them was certain that they would ever meet in the same way again. Neither of them knew what could become of their futures.

They knew only that, in the end, they would be together. And for them, that was enough.


Another chapter for you guys. I'm on a roll, aren't I? I hope it was long enough. I'd like to thank my reviewers again though. Thanks so much for sticking with me.