.:: Chapter Twelve ::.
Gift
Robin
So much has happened in the space of such little time. Christmas is drawing near, and so is the day that Amon and I will be released.
I wish that I could give Amon a gift. I know that he and the others at STN-J do not celebrate Christmas, however, I still wish I could.
But with the situation we are in, how am I to give him a gift? There is nothing I could give him.... Or is there?
Two days until Christmas Day. Nine days until Robin and Amon will be set free. And Robin was puzzled. Intensely puzzled.
Whatever will she give to Amon? What did she have?
Sakaki yawned. He was flipping through Doujima's magazines, for the sole purpose of having something to do.
Doujima caught the infecting yawn, and she too yawned. She glared at Sakaki. However, the infecting yawn passed back to Sakaki. He yawned too.
Then Doujima yawned. She glared at him even more. He glared back. The yawns continued to pass back and forth, while Michael, oblivious to it all, played games on the computer.
Karasuma walked into the room, with a cup of coffee. She noticed the two glaring at each other, while they kept yawning. It struck her as an odd scene.
"Ok then..." she said and ignored them, heading over to Michael. Michael, noticing a shadow coming across his computer screen turned around on his chair and took off his headphones, which were blaring out loud music.
"Any progress?" Karasuma asked. Michael looked a bit sheepish.
"I kinda gave up on it a while ago," he admitted.
"I see."
"You aren't mad about it, are you?"
"Not really. There really isn't a point, since there simply aren't any witches. We can't do anything about it. It's a good thing for the world, though, since there are less people killed, and less witches who are hunted."
Michael nodded his agreement. Then, he swivelled his chair back and resumed his game, and Karasuma walked off to find something to do.
Robin woke up, on the day before Christmas. Rubbing her eyes to clear the sleep away, she sat up. She smelled the coffee that Amon had made and smiled. She pushed back the covers and got up, shivering slightly as her skin made contact with the air.
She walked over to the kitchen, where Amon waited with a mug of coffee for her.
"Good morning," she greeted. Amon did not reply, like usual. Robin smiled. She sipped her coffee.
After they had eaten breakfast, they resumed the Craft lessons. Amon learned quickly, and Robin had no doubt that he would be able to control his powers, after they were released. He was definitely not supposed to use his powers, once released, since they did not want anyone to discover them.
In the afternoon, after lunch, Amon sat down on the bed, watching with amusement as Robin hustled around the apartment, cleaning up. She dusted, she wiped, she mopped, she cleaned and she changed the bed sheets and the towels, while all the while, she refused Amon's help.
It was while she were looking for the spare sheets that Amon said were under the tv that she found the massage oils, bath oils and lotions.
Holding up the bottle of massage oil, she read the label. Passion Fire. Interesting. She had never seen massage or used massage oils before. She opened the bottle to smell the scent. It smelled like roses mixed with a musky scent and a hint of fire. It smelled nice. Perhaps she should try it one day. But she wondered why the people back in STN-J had put this here.
"Amon," she said, turning around to face him, "why are these here?" She showed him the bottle. Something flickered in his eyes, but it was too fast for Robin to catch.
"I do not know." Robin did not know how, but she knew he was lying. However, she let it go, since there was probably a reason as to why he lied.
"I've never had a massage before," she murmured, turning back to the sheets that she was looking for. Putting back the massage oil in the basket, she took out the sheets, the pillow cases and shooed Amon off the bed.
Robin hummed to herself as she stirred the sauce that simmered. She was making spaghetti for dinner tonight. Next to her, Amon was preparing the salad. Robin opened the oven to see how the garlic bread was doing. It was almost ready.
As she began setting the table, Amon went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine. She looked at him in surprise.
"It is what you call Christmas Eve in Italy, do you not?" he asked. Robin nodded, and smiled.
When all was set, they sat down and began eating.
"Amon, what will we do once we are released from here?" Robin asked.
"We will act as if nothing has changed between us. I'm afraid we cannot let what's going on between us to be known." Robin nodded. Though she was a bit disappointed, she also understood the need of secrecy.
"Will we ever be able to be like this? To be together other than as partners?" she asked. She had wondered about it often since that night their feelings were revealed.
"Perhaps. I cannot honestly say. But Robin..." Amon could not bring himself to complete the sentence. He could not admit himself to say how he felt out loud.
"I understand...."
Silence interrupted by sounds of forks and knives.
"Amon, what if this was all just a dream?" Robin asked.
"It's not. It's real."
"I'm glad. I'd hate to think this was just all a dream."
Later on, as Robin did the dishes, Amon decided to use this chance to take a shower first. Normally, Robin would, and then Amon.
Amon grabbed his sleep wear and headed into the bathroom. He turned the shower on and stepped in, feeling the water against his skin.
As he listened to the water pounding against the sides of the shower wall and curtain and the bottom, he let his thoughts drift.
He had often wondered if this was all just a dream and any moment he would wake up. He had hoped that it wasn't and every moment that he lived in it, he was glad.
He did not pray for it, for he did not believe in God. At one point of his life he did, but he gave up on Him. He had believed, ever since his mother had been taken away that there really was no God. But now that things had happened, his doubts were waning....
Finishing his shower, he turned the water off. He dried himself off with a towel and changed into his clothes. Then he stepped out of the bathroom, where Robin had finished washing the dishes and waiting to take her shower or bath.
Amon headed over to the bed and there he sat, with the lights dimmed, waiting for Robin, so they would do what they did every night before they went to sleep.
A few minutes later, Robin stepped out of the bathroom. Amon looked up to see her standing in nothing but a towel.
"Robin..." he murmured.
Robin looked into his eyes. Amon noticed the fierce determination in them, and the fire burning inside them. Her fire. Her power. He felt the same fire in his heart. Her cheeks were tinted with a light blush.
"I wanted to give you something special for Christmas, Amon...." she said. With that, she let the towel go.
Slight cliffie! Sorry for not updating for so long. I needed a bit to get the story together, not to mention I have a slight writer's block. Yeah, so sorry for the late and not so good chapter.
I noticed that the previous chapter was very confusing for some people. Let's just say that Rena, Amon's mother, married Zaizen, but it was a one sided love. Rena had an affair with someone she loved and gave birth to Nagira. Zaizen thought Nagira was his at first. Then Rena had another son, this time it was Amon and was actually Zaizen's son. However, something went wrong and Zaizen found out that a) Rena was a Witch and Amon was a Seed b) Nagira was not his.
Anyway, since Zaizen loved Rena so much, he did not turn her in to STN-J, however he told her that should she ever lose control of her powers, he would. Also, he divorced her, and gave her the dowry and Rena's father disowned her. Rena ended up marrying her lover. But then her lover died in an accident and Rena ended up losing control over her powers through grief. Zaizen turned Rena into STN-J and took Amon under his wing, so to speak and the rest is history.
Does that make things clearer?
By the way, I'm so excited! I believe I have convinced my mom to buy me the WHOLE ENTIRE WITCH HUNTER ROBIN SEASON ON DVD... IN A BOXED SET!!! WHOOT!
I would like to thank all my reviewers! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL OF YOUR REVIEWS! THEY ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED!!!
Holly: Yeah, own characters are pretty hard to make OOC. Thanks for your compliments!
Hunter-Robin: Shows how predictable I am. LOL.
Koharu-Soma: I'm glad you liked the previous chapters. I would've paid to actually see Doujima give Sakaki a lap dance. LOL.
Seashah: Oh, I hate it when my computer does that. I hate it whenever my computer does something bad too.
Marscrystal: I haven't seen the whole series either yet. But I do know that Amon is a Seed. If you really want to know stuff, I suggest you looking up spoilers. That's what I do! I love spoilers. LOL.
Beautiful Witch Hunter Robin: I apologize for the confusing parts. However, I will try to make things less confusing as we move on. Some things will be explained in the future, as the story progresses.
