.:: Chapter Five ::.

Boredom


Amon

I hate to see that I hurt her. I hate to know that I did. But the confusion within me, it drives me crazy. I do not know what to do. I hate being in confusion. She is a witch, I must hurt her. She is herself, I must love her. The choice seems obvious, but when I suddenly have it, it eludes me. I am unclear as to what to do.

I know I must choose, but the question is, will I choose the right path? Will I choose the path that will help me in this world of hunters and end up back into that nothingness I once was, or shall I choose the path of short lived happiness for me? It is all so confusing.


Amon woke up to find that he had slept well the previous night, to his surprise. He rolled over from his side to find that he could not. Well not without rolling onto Robin. Her back touched his and he wanted more than their backs touching.

He got up before his will broke down and he submitted to his urges. This whole trapped ordeal was getting all too dangerous and it was only the second day. He sighed. He got up of the bed and grabbed a pair of black pants and a black shirt from the duffle bag and headed towards the bathroom to change.

Finally coming out, he headed towards the kitchenette to make some coffee. In less than three days he found out why Robin loved coffee so much.

Robin stirred. The warmth that had been at her back had left her. Where was it? No matter, she rolled over and found what was once left of a source of warmth. She slept for another hour or so, snuggling deeper into the sheets, not having to get up early to go to work.

Amon glanced at the bed. Robin was still asleep. He wanted to go outside, but he couldn't, he was trapped in here. He decided to head over to the window instead. He carried his mug of coffee with him. At the window, he gazed out. Outside were barren trees, covered in snow. If he squinted slightly, he could make out the outline of the tall buildings of the city. Judging by the fact that there wasn't any road from this view, he guessed that they had one of the back apartments.

There wasn't anything truly remarkable about the scene before him, at least not during winter. Everything was barren, and things glittered and sparkled in the snow. Icicles decorated the trees. Intricate patterns that the frost created danced on the window.

It had only been two days and the inactivity of things were starting to gnaw at him. He had better find something to do otherwise he just might go insane.

Robin woke up. She was having a pleasant dream albeit strange, that for once did not involve Amon. It had been a wonderful dream where she found a little black kitty. The kitty had took her to a warm place but then the warmth had faded away, leaving her in somewhere cold, but then the kitty came back as a tiger and kept her warm.

She blinked. Rubbing her eyes to get the sleep out of them she glanced up, in search of Amon. She found him at the window gazing out.

"Good morning," she greeted. He did not reply. This did not phase her though. She was definitely used to it by now.

She climbed out of the bed and shivered. It was a bit chilly. Perhaps she should turn up the heat. But she would ask Amon first. That would be done later. She decided to changed first. She headed towards the luggage and opened it. Reaching in she pulled out a pair of non-jean pants that were a dark blue and a white t-shirt that showed off just the right curves. She also pulled out a matching blue hoodie. Bringing the clothes with her, she headed into the bathroom and changed into the clothes.

She came out a few minutes later, changed. She decided that wearing these clothes weren't so bad after all. They were a nice change from her usual outfits and they were pretty comfortable, not to mention that they allowed her to move better.

Robin grabbed a mug and filled it with coffee, sipping it appreciatively. She headed to the window where Amon stood.

"What are you looking at?" she asked.

"Outside."

"Oh. I would love to go outside," she remarked. "Amon...."

"What?" Amon asked, turning to face her. They were so close. He could feel her breathing. Her face was only a couple of centimeters from his and her lips looked so soft, so inviting.... It would be so easy to just bend down and kiss them....

No, he couldn't. He would scare her, and then what would they do for the rest of the time they were trapped? He looked away, gazing back at the view through the window.

"Amon, what will do? There is still a long time before they will release us."

"I do not know."

"Would you like to watch another movie?" Robin asked.

"Very well then," Amon replied, heading towards the kitchenette. "You have not eaten breakfast yet," he said, remarking that nothing had been removed from its place.

"No," she admitted.

"Eat first, and then we can watch a movie," he told her.

Robin moved to look in some of the cupboards and took out a box of cereal. She took out a bowl and a spoon. Then she headed towards the refrigerator and took out a carton of milk. She poured some cereal and milk into the bowl and took it to the table and began to eat.

Amon leaned against the counter and watched her eat, making sure she ate all of it. Finally Robin finished eating and put everything back where it belonged, after washing the bowl and spoon.

Satisfied, Amon walked to the bed. He pulled out his Orbo gun and checked it for what seemed like the hundredth time. Robin headed towards the stack. She picked out a movie and then headed to put it into the DVD player when she noticed the PS2.

"Amon, what is this?" she asked, pointing to the game system. She did not know what the game system was. It surprised him. But then again, considering the way she grew up, he was not surprised that she did not know what it was.

"It's a game system. People use it to play video games," he explained.

"Oh. Perhaps we may play it later?" She made it a question.

Robin popped the DVD into the player and began playing the movie.

Once again they sat on the bed, with Robin sitting up, her legs bent in front of her and her arms around them. Amon sat against the back as usual.

She is so near.... Robin was close enough for him to touch her, close enough for him to hold her, to keep her in his arms. He saw her hair, down and he saw images in his head of him running his fingers through her hair.... He shook his head. No, I must not think about it.

It wasn't that Amon was in denial. He was pass that stage. It had already been awhile since Amon had come to grips about his feelings about Robin. Now acting upon them was a whole different matter....

He settled for watching her. It was all he could do. It was probably the only thing he could ever do. And when this is over, it would be back to trying to keep his distance from her, to try to ignore her and fail miserably.

Robin concentrated on the movie. She had to. What else is she supposed to do to keep her mind off of the man sitting slightly behind her? She felt eyes staring at her back. Amon. Why was he staring at her? She didn't want to think about it. She concentrated on the movie, but to no avail.

"Amon?" She decided to make an attempt at conversation.

"What?"

"Do you think there have been any witches?"

"Maybe."

"Amon?"

"What?"

"Why are you so cold?" It hurts when you are like this....

"That is none of your business."

Silence.

"Amon?"

"What now?"

"Do you hate me?"

"No." If you'd knew....

"Ok."

"Amon?"

"What?" However much I care for her.... This is getting annoying.

"Do you want to stop the movie? It is uninteresting."

"It doesn't matter."

"Alright." Robin got up, just for something to do and stopped the DVD. She turned the player off and stood facing the bed.

"What will we do now?" she asked.

"Do whatever you want."

Can I kiss you? She thought, amused slightly. No, that would be his answer. Her amusement faded away slightly.

Amon saw Robin's lips curl slightly into a smile. He wondered what she was thinking. But we all know what Amon was thinking while staring at Robin's lips. It's a bit scary at times how the two think so much alike.

"Amon, how does this game system work?" she asked, motioning to the PS2.

Amon sighed. He had a gut feeling that she wanted to play a game... with him. He did not want to play. But there was nothing better to do. At least there was no camera here and Robin would tell the other co-workers about him playing PS2 games.

"Choose a game," he told her. Robin followed his directions and went to the stack. She found a couple of cases with the logo PS2 on it. She assumed that it was for the game system. There was a huge stack of them and she wondered who they belonged to. Michael? Maybe, but Michael seemed more to play on the computer instead. Sakaki? Maybe. Come to think of it, Robin didn't really know much about Sakaki's life outside of STN-J.

Robin looked at each game. Most of them seemed to involve violence of some sort. The games were mostly mortal combat games and games like Grand Theft Auto. Finally she found one that sounded not so bad. It was where you raced funny looking animals in mini go-carts.

How strange, she thought.

She handed the game to Amon and he turned the PS2 on, and put the disc into the system. Then he handed the second player control to Robin and took the first player's control. Robin smiled a bit when he took one for himself.

He started a new game, and then chose the VS option. He then told Robin to choose which character she wanted. Finally they chose and the game started.

Robin found steering the things strange, but she loved the concept that she could control what appeared on the TV screen.

They both had never played video games before, but Amon knew about these things so he had the upper hand in the game. So it wasn't very surprising that Amon won.

Lunch time came and Robin made lunch. They ate, washed dishes and Robin returned to the video games while Amon watched, wishing for a laptop.

The rest of the day passed by slowly. Amon was bored as ever, but Robin amused herself with the video games. Well of course Amon was bored. His life was basically hunt witches and here, locked up, he had not witches to hunt. Well, not unless you count Robin, but he couldn't hunt Robin, at least not in that way. She hadn't done anything wrong.

Night came. Robin took her pajamas and headed into the bathroom. Inside she filled the bathtub with water. She went through the drawers and found a bottle of bubble bath that was called Spring Breeze. It smelled nice. It smelt like fresh flowers and nice spring air and had a slight musky smell to it. Robin liked it. She poured some into the bathtub and watched as bubbly foam started to form.

She stripped out of her clothes and stepped into the tub when it was filled with water. She sat down and bathed in the nice warm water. She closed her eyes and concentrated on her power. The candles around the bathtub were suddenly lit and nothing had gone wrong. Robin smiled to herself. This was nice. There was no one around to scold her for using her powers, like Touko had when she had lit the stove with her powers.

Robin soaked in there until the water started to cool. She got out and dried herself and her hair with the towels. She put on her pajamas and brushed her teeth and stepped out of the bathroom, where she was caught by Amon's gaze.

Her heart thumped loudly. It seemed as if the whole world could've heard it. Their gazes were locked for what seemed like an eternity, but was only a mere second.

His eyes.... Why? They.... They entrance me.... Robin was enchanted.

Amon felt as if his soul was being gazed upon. He felt as if she had looked into every single corner of his soul, even the darkest part.

Robin was the first to break the spell. She looked down and a light blush covered her face.

"You can use the bathroom now," she spoke, quietly, timidly.

Amon nodded, though Robin did not see. That one second, it seemed like forever. It had affected him deeply. He quickly grabbed his clothes and headed into the bathroom, brushing past her.

He turned the water on and stepped into the tub, taking a long shower, letting the sound of the shower trying to drown the once locked up emotions. By the time he stepped out of the bathroom, Robin was asleep, curled up underneath the sheets.

He turned off the dim lights that Robin had left on and climbed onto the bed, making sure there was a gap between them. He fell into a sleep plagued by dream after dream of him and Robin together.


Well! That has got to be my longest chapter yet! I would like to note that the game Robin had chose was Crash CTR or whatever it's called. My friend has the game and I hate it cause I suck so much at it.

I hope you guys liked that chapter. Nothing too eventful yet. I'm still working on it. I know what's going to happen and stuff, but I'm still working on how to get the story there. You get what I mean? Well, anyway tell me what you guys think!


Thanks to the following reviewers!

Amon's Angel Of Darkness: It's ok for late review! It's better to have some review than none! I might use your idea, because I had something like that in mind anyway, but it depends if I can work it in.

Kagome21: Thanks! I really appreciate the compliment. It's only recently that I've gotten better. If you read my old non one shots fanfics, you'll notice that my writing style has changed quite a bit.

Silent-sparkling Angel: Thanks! Yeah, it is kind of hard keeping Amon in character. It's all Amon's fault! LOL. It doesn't help that I can only watch one episode per week since that's how many times it plays here in this anime deprived corner of the world.

Sakura-chan79: I'll look forward to reading your WHR fanfic if you decide to give it a try! Good luck!

Jade27: Yeah, cliffhangers can be cruel and unusual punishments, but to an author wanting to attract the attention of the reader, it's a wonderful one! LOL.

Meeko Melodie: Glad you like it! I do try to make things all nice nice.