Chapter Four - Radar hit
The group settled in the living area of the small house that was Nagira's and Miho's. The woman brought in some tea for the people, but the tension in the room you could actually feel weighing on the air.
Miho got the ball rolling, finally starting to talk.
" So... what do you need to know so as to start finding my Nagira?" She said.
Master leaned forward, and was the first to speak up.
" I knew the case her was working on, to help that witch... I know he might have more information than he was letting me in on." The man said. " I was wondering if you knew more... or knew where to find that type of information?"
With Amon watching, Miho hurried from the room, then was back with a thick file folder full of papers.
" Here is the complete case we were working on at the time." She said, handing it to Master. " It was a ten year old girl by the name of Aki Taccachi, who had the power of earth awaken. SOLOMON was on her trail, as her and her family are on the run now."
The thin man snuffed and opened the folder. He read each page, handing each sheet over to Amon after reading it. The tall ex-hunter took it and read, while Robin read over one arm of his.
Master looked at Miho again.
" Maybe we should search for this family, if we do, we may follow Nagira's last few steps before he disappeared." The man said. " If anything, that would at least give us something to go with."
" I agree." Said Amon, still staring at the woman.
" I don't quite know where that type of information Nagira kept..." Thought Miho with a pause, ignoring the man staring at her . " I will look around though... he might have it hidden away..."
Amon just sat there, as the woman left to look around. Master looked at his young friend, a little odd glare shot at the larger man.
" She is trying to help here, Amon..." He said. " Don't get so damned obstinate about this..."
Robin turned to her husband, a exasperated expression was on her sleek face.
" She is trying to help us find Nagira, Amon." The girl stated strongly.
" I am finding it hard to fully forget what has happened." He said flatly, feeling that emotion strongly inside of himself. " After all of that, how can..."
" She was the one ordered to kill me, you know." Interrupted the girl loudly, actually seemingly mad at her spouse. " I am willing to put that aside and forgive, all for the sake of Nagira."
" You are not mad at Miho?" Said a very shocked Amon.
Robin looked at her man, and nodded her head.
" It is there a little, yes, but she also was the one who helped us defeat Zaizen and the Factory in the end... or have you forgotten?" Pointed out the girl, her green eyes locked completely onto Amon's. " Forgiving is the hardest thing to do, but I am willing to help get Nagira back safely!"
" I can't seem to..." Admitteed Amon.
" For Nagira... yopu must..." Robin pointed out. " Not only because that she can help us, but that she loves your brother."
The large man snuffed, and looked into the intense eyes of his wife. Robin's will was strong, her thoughts clear and to the point of it all. He nodded, his mind telling him that the young girl was absolutely right.
" Then let's just give her the chance to help find her man." Said Robin, with a firm head nod.
Amon looked over at Master and chuckled. He smirked a grin of someone who had just discovered something deep inside of himself.
" You know... She is right." He said, his body loosening, as he began to laugh.
Amon leaned over and kissed the girl on the cheek and wrapped a large arm around her slender form. Master just broke a large grin over his face, as the man's words were both funny and poignant.
" You should know that by now... you married her." Master said, also chuckling.
" She was never quite like this in the beginning..." Amon laughed, smirking at the man. " It has just... developed."
" She has become strong of will, hasn't she?" Posted Master. " But I like that in her now..."
" As frustrating that it is... I do too..." Roared Amon.
" Get use to it, Darling..." Smirked Robin, after listening to the two man talking about her.
" Guess I do..." The tall ex-hunter said, kissing the girl again.
The three chuckled together, and just waited for the woman to come back, hoping that she could find the information needed. I would be the start for everyone.
There was a deep silence hanging over a small back room of the Syunji home. Everyone had retired to bed, and Master had gone off to also sleep at home while searching for information through contacts, after a long day of looking over things pertaining to finding Nagira. They had things to follow, but sleep was needed by everyone.
The house was still, yet one was lying awake. Amon layed on the floor mat beside his sleeping wife, unable to sleep. His mind was as usual, way too active to let sleep engulf him.
The man looked down at his wife, being able to see her by the light of the full moon that hung over Tokyo, and streamed into the bedroom by way of the window.
She lay, head on his chest, covers thrown off of her naked body, softly snoring away. He looked at the face of the girl and smiled, even in sleep, she was so beautiful. He kissed her forehead softly, and slipped himself out of bed. Luckily, she never stirred, and he put on his clothes, wanting nothing more than to have a smoke out in the backyard of this house, hoping that would help himself get some needed sleep.
He pulled on his pants, and the muscle shirt he had wore. He turned, then stopped. He picked up the large caliber gun from where it lay beside his side of the sleeping mat, and tucked it into the waist of his jeans, in the small of his back. Feeling better that he actually had the weapon, he headed out of the room, sliding the doors closed with great stealth.
In the somewhat cool of night, the man stood on the small porch out back, a lit cigarette burning away in hand. He stared out into the backyard, deeply thinking on things while he played with the smoke.
A movement behind him made him turn. He saw Miho standing there in a very unflattering pink pyjama outfit.
" I did't know you smoked." She said, looking at the man.
Amon did not answer for a few seconds, taking a drag first.
" I have not for years, then I started awhile ago again." He said. " Don't know why I did..."
" Probably influenced by your brother, don't you think?" Said Miho with her quick wit.
" I think so..." Said Amon, trying not to show his still confused state about the woman.
The woman stepped out on to the porch, and looked at her one time workmate.
" Listen... I know it's killing you to try and trust me." She said, stepping out into the night air from the doorway. " I nearly betrayed both you and Robin, and everyone else... but I did not in the end, did I?" She sighed. " All I want is to find the man I love, that is it... can you put aside your anger towards me so as to help find your brother?"
" I'll get over it." Said Amon, his words sharp and short but understanding at the same time, as he took a drag from his smoke. He looked over at Miho. " Guess I can."
The woman smiled, knowing that the man would try, even if he was still feeling the way that he was. She shrugged, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from the pyjama top's breast pocket, and lit one for herself.
" I did not know you smoked either..." Said Amon, his eyebrows going up with the surprise.
" Always have, just hid it well, I guess." Smirked the woman., letting a plume of smoke out of her mouth. " I now just don't care to hide it anymore."
Amon chuckled, being reminded of the girl's sense of humor and stood with the woman. Miho just took a long pull from her smoke, and seemed to just settler herself down from the day's stress.
Both went silent, smoking away on such a beautiful night. Neither one spoke for a long spell.
Amon's head suddenly snapped around, his eyes suddenly looking into the gloom of the back yard. He snuffed, as he surveyed the darkness.
" Amon?" Asked Miho.
"Shhh!" He warned, as he looked around him. " I heard something out there." He whispered.
Miho peered into the night, trying to see what it was the man had heard. She noted that Amon had his hand on his gun, he had tucked into the waist of his jeans. She took a step back, knowing that she was unarmed at the time, while trying to get a visual on whatever he had picked up.
A volley of bullets suddenly shot past the two. Amon, who had heard the clicking of a trigger being pulled, and had shoved Miho back into the house while throwing himself in to follow. His movement was so swift, Miho did not know what had happened for a moment or two. They crashed to the carpet inside the doorway, and scrambled to get some cover behind a western styled couch.
A few more bullets barely missed them, as they dove for cover. Amon had righted himself and was now firing back over the couch, as he saw two figures approach the porch doors. He did not know who these people were, but it was not the time to actually inquire into it. Right now, the ex-hunter was desperate to get to his wife and protect her, but they were nowl being pinned down by the intruders.
The figures were distinctly that of a man and woman who crept in low, only the shininess of the weapons they held could be see through the gloominess. The were low to the ground, moving like a cat stalking their prey. In fact, that was what these people were doing. The two returned the fire, as they seemed to be working in perfect tandem.
Amon had to duck, as a bullet just whizzed passed his head, he slid on his knees to a better position and fired. The much larger male intruder spun and hit the floor, obviously had been hit by Amon's fire.
As the unknown female tried to move to get a better angle, she suddenly stopped dead. She suddenly was surrounded by fire, and was heard to give a gasping scream as the flames danced around her. She turned to shoot at the origin of the flames.
In the hallway that led to the bedrooms, Robin stood in defiance against the woman. The tawny teenager was fully nude still, except for the glasses she had on her face. She watched as the woman shot at her, and threw up a barrier in front of herself to stop them. The bullets hissed and melted into nothingness, as they hit the barrier. Seeing the woman pausing for only a fraction of a second, Robin readied herself to let loose another blast of fire.
Oddly, the woman did not fire on Robin but simply grabbed her injured partner, as he had barely got back to his feet. With a yank, the woman pulled the man out of the house. He seemed not to fight her rough treatment, and let the woman drag him off with her. In a flash, they vanished into the back yard..
Amon jumped the couch and raced to the doors, hoping to keep up with the fleeing two. As he hit the wood of the porch, he saw that they had already scaled the back wall, and heard a car peel out. Their attackers had gotten clean away, except one of them was bleeding by the trail of crimson drops that were on the porch deck. He lowered his weapon and snuffed, then turned to return to the two girls inside.
