.: Chapter Two :.

Inspection


Robin

I don't know why I'm so attracted to him. I have never felt such feelings in all the years of my life. It's such a marvelous feeling, yet at the same time it's frightening.

When I first saw him, I couldn't help but look at him. So silent, so powerful, so masculine… He was breath taking. And when he ignored me, it hurt. It had hurt so much when he refused to acknowledge me. But when he paid attention to me -- I felt so happy, so joyful. I felt like I could almost fly.

Is this – could this – be what they call love?


Robin glanced at Amon. They were trapped together. Amon was silent.

"Amon? What will we do now?" she asked hesitantly.

"We'll have to go through with this. There isn't much we can do right now," Amon replied, ever calm, ever distant. "Go look around if you want," he added, as an after thought.

Robin did indeed look around. The first place she headed towards was the kitchenette. She opened the fridge and saw some fresh vegetables, eggs, and meat. Those will have to be eaten first, she thought. She also saw some juice and a bottle of wine. She was surprised to see that there were strawberries and whip cream, and she wondered how Doujima had gotten those – they weren't in season. Closing the door, she noticed that there was an icemaker and a water dispenser. Opening the freezer door, she spotted two tubs of ice cream and some frozen meals.

Robin then headed towards the sink and opened the cupboards above it. She saw some pasta, canned soup, sugar, salt, spices, sauce, canned vegetables, canned fish, and other canned products. Opening another cupboard revealed glasses, plates and bowls. The third cupboard she opened revealed a pile of junk food that she knew Michael liked to eat. She opened a drawer and found the cutlery there.

Heading to the other end of the kitchenette she found the oven and microwave and to her greatest delight, a coffee machine. Opening the cupboard on top of the coffee machine she found it loaded with a whole bunch of different types of coffee. Perhaps this whole ordeal wasn't so bad. With coffee, the world was so much easier to deal with.

Meanwhile, Amon was going through the rest of the room, looking for any bugs and hidden cameras. He opened the cupboards under the television and found the pillows, sheets that Doujima had mentioned. They were all black silk. Definitely expensive, but Amon had to admit, sleeping on silk was the best – he himself slept on black silk back at his own apartment. For a second he wondered if they had taken his own sheets from his apartment, but he quickly ignored the thought. On the shelf under that, he found a basket. In that basket were a bottle of massage oils, bath oils, lotion and several packs of condoms. Amon narrowed his eyes at the last item.

How could they possibly think of putting those there! Robin could've found them, he thought. But then, thoughts came unbidden into his mind -- thoughts that he shouldn't have. He shook his head to clear his mind. He reached into the basket and took out the condoms and stuck them into one of his many pockets on his trench coat.

He then headed towards the couch/pullout bed. Just like Doujima had mentioned, there were two black duffle bags and a large black suitcase. The duffle bags he recognized to be his own, so he assumed the suitcase was Robin's.

He opened the first duffle bag to reveal his clothing. His pants, shirts, socks, and boxers were all in there. And of course, they were all black – not only did the colour suit him, but it was also convenient. Blood stains, gun powder and other hard to explain stains didn't show out as much. He went to open the second duffle bag, which revealed his pajama bottoms, more clothes and a book that didn't belong to him. Another glance revealed it to be one of Doujima's magazines. On the cover of that magazine were the words 'How to Please a Woman'. He dug down a bit further into the duffle bag and found another magazine. This magazine was a Playboy magazine. If he had been another man, he would've blushed or worse – drooled. However Amon was uninterested in things like these.

This is some sick joke. They don't expect me to… Not with Robin! But I do wonder who went into the store and bought this magazine, he thought, disgusted, yet amused at the thought of one of someone buying something like the magazine he was holding. He couldn't imagine Sakaki buying the magazine, and Michael couldn't leave STN-J. Karasuma was too dignified to buy something like this, which left Doujima once again. It seemed Doujima took part in a lot of the plan. But Doujima couldn't have created the plan, and once again Karasuma and Sakaki wouldn't even think of an idea like this, which left Michael. But Karasuma and Sakaki had to know of the plan.

Amon sighed. He stuffed the Playboy magazine and Doujima's magazine at the bottom of the duffle bag and zipped the bag up. He would have to come up with a plan to deal with his co-workers at STN-J.

Robin glanced at the clock on the wall. It was around dinnertime. Deciding that she would make dinner and use up some of the fresh vegetables and meat, she started to prepare dinner. After all, she couldn't really imagine Amon doing the cooking.

While Robin decided to cook, Amon headed towards the bathroom. Inside, he noticed that there were candles all around the bathtub. He opened the mirror cupboard and found a razor for him to shave with, some shaving cream and a bottle of Advil. Opening a drawer under the sink counter, he found some feminine products. Opening another drawer he found extra towels.

Deciding that he had examined everything, Amon headed back towards the main room. There, he headed towards the TV system. Upon closer look, he also found a DVD player, a simple CD player, and a PS2. Next to the TV system was a tall CD holder, which was shelved full of CDs and video games.

Amon raised his eyebrows at the video games, and the PS2 system. Why would they put that there? Amon didn't play video games, he never did do anything as childish as play games and he certainly didn't think that Robin would. But once he turned on the TV and flipped channels, he realized there was nothing to watch, except for channel 5, 8 and 12, at best, when the signals weren't fuzzy. Oh and the weather channel. The weather channel was the only channel that wasn't fuzzy. Definitely Michael's doing, Amon thought, grimacing.

Finally deciding to head to the kitchenette Amon walked the couple few paces that would lead him there to find Robin at the stove, stirring a yummy smelling stew.

"What are you doing?" Amon asked.

"I'm cooking dinner."

Amon didn't know what to respond to that since he couldn't imagine Robin cooking. He had always thought that Touko would've cooked for her or Robin would go out for dinner. He would've never guessed that she cooked. Amon, himself, never cooked. He didn't know how. Sure, he had tried once, but it had turned out to be awful, so he stuck with making a cup of Ramen now and then, or heading over to Harry's.

He stood there awkwardly, having never been in this situation. Robin, sensing his unease decided to end it.

"Could you set the table? There are spoons and bowls in the drawers next to the sink."

Amon, for once, did what Robin asked. It was kind of odd, Robin giving the directions and Amon following.

They ate the meal in silence, and when it was finished, Robin cleaned up, while Amon went over to the main part of the room and sat on the couch, playing with his Orbo gun.

Night came soon, and so did the problem of who slept where. Amon had pulled out the bed and the two stood around it, discussing their problem.

"You'll sleep on the bed. I'll sleep on the floor," Amon said, in a rather commanding tone. Robin frowned.

"No Amon. The bed is big enough for the both of us. You don't have to sleep on the floor. You can have one side, and I'll sleep on the other." With that comment, Robin headed towards her suitcase and pulled out a nightdress and a nightshirt, both black in colour and both very short. Robin didn't own clothes like those so she guessed that someone must've gotten them for her. Probably Doujima. Robin sighed. This would take some getting used to. Normally Robin slept in the nude, but she thought that Amon wouldn't have appreciated that, especially since they would be sharing a bed.

While Robin took her shower, Amon pulled out his pajama bottoms. Normally, he would sleep shirt-less, but now that they would be sharing a bed... He sighed and pulled out a black t-shirt. Waiting for Robin to come out of her shower, he sat down on the bed, staring off into nowhere in particular.

Finally after a while, Robin came out of the bathroom, tugging at the short nightshirt. Amon took the chance to glance at her. Her blond hair hung wet, down her shoulders, out of the odd hairstyle that some people had dubbed 'handlebars'. She wore the nightshirt that Doujima most likely had gotten her. Black and made of satin, it was just long enough to cover her pert bottom, leaving her long, slender legs revealed. He could see her shiver slightly – even with the heater on, it was still somewhat cold. Amon gulped silently. It was going to be a long night.


Well there's the second chapter! Whew! It was hard trying to keep the characters in character, but I think I did a pretty good job. Tell me what you guys think! And I know it was a pretty uneventful, a pretty boring chapter, but I had to list everything down, just in case, for future use.

A/N.: This is not a lemon fic. If you're looking for that, then please look elsewhere, thank you.

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