Life

Look at his face... if I had a camera I would treasure this moment forever. To think my poor little brother cooped up in this stuff old house with the little bird ... he can't have. He needs to realize to get over his egotistical look on her is only warping his mind. WHAT'S THIS I SEE... my my my Robin seems a little flushed to me. I hope that bastared has been treating her right... but then again that why I'm here. Time to get this party started ... this is going to be fun...

"NAGIRA !" Robin said in a tone that resembled nothing of the quite shy Robin

"Good to see you to my little bird" Nagira replied embracing Robin in a tight bear hug

"Hello brother, long time no see" Nagira said to his brother beside him. He doesn't look to happy, I wonder what they were doing...

"What are you doing here Nagira, were you careful getting here, if someone followed you I will not hesitate to shot you myself, you can not come barging in and endangerin- "

" One question at a time dear brother, no I was not followed , why I came here well thats kinda of a long story ... do u have any food?" Nagira asked as he moved into the cottage.

"This way "Robin said in a kind manner, leading the way to the kitchen to prepare Nagira

some provisions and to find out why he was there in the first place.

Maybe I should kill you right now Amon thought as he followed the couple to the kitchen

Robin got some ramen for Nagira, there was plenty of it in the cellar and it was a quick remedy for Nagira.

"Why are you here?" Robin asked. They were all seated at the island separating the kitchen for the dinning room.

"Well I heard about your guys run in with Antonio. I decided to do a little digging and figure out how'd exactly he got in contact with the Zaizen, turns out that the people who planned the attack were in fact NOT working for Zaizen at all but were rather the investors of the factory. What I found out was that the STN-J was supported by the government and the factory..." he then consumed another mouthful of noodles and threw back another glass of beer.

"Anyways, the factory was supported a small group of very powerful investors who like many people had the same view on what exactly was to be done with witches. The person that Antonio was working for was his uncle and the lead stock holder in the factory Ryota Niino." Nagira said in between slurping ramen and drinking more beer

"The old man is bitter and hates witches with a passion. The guy's wife was a seed and awakened when she was with child. The poor woman went missing and the child was aborted by order of the father, he did not want one of his children to be harassed all there life. He's had a vendetta against all witch ever since; he commissioned Antonio to take you guys out. He failed obviously and when Ryota found out he was furious and went on a mad rampage...then his craft awakened. He too like his wife has been missing since you went into hiding." Nagira finished greedily slurping all the extra noodles form his bowl.

"Nagira, Antonio told us something about a reversing our witch genes and ..." Robin never got to finish her sentence when Nagira and Amon stopped her. They had engaged in a conversation by themselves completely ignorant of Robin. She sighed and silently retired to her room knowing when the brothers "talked" there blood tended to get a little hot. They won't even notice me ... she thought to herself in a most remorse full way.

In to the wee hours of the morning the brothers were still situated on the table.

"Amon will you just listen to me for once?" Nagira was too tired to argue with his brother it was almost 2 in the morning he had been on a plane all day and he just wanted to rest. Amon on the other hand was full of energy due to his days of rest and relaxation.

"I am listening but your talking like a fool you know that I woul—"Nagira stopped him by raising the palm of his hands.

"Amon we can talk about this tomorrow, I for one am going to check on the little bird then hit the sack" he said getting up from the table stretching his muscles and walking to Robin's room.

Amon just looked at him his eyes like daggers through his half brothers back.

"Where are you going?" Amon barked his question to Nagira

"I told you, you never listen I'm gonna check on Robin then heading to bed" Nagira said the added

"Gotta problem with that?" Nagira like to provoke Amon especially when I came to Robin. No matter how Amon tried to hid it he was in love with Robin. He chuckled to himself as he walked to Robin's room I really need to invest in a camera the look on Amon's face... PRICELESS.

Robin was sound asleep. Even breaths and the constant clam of her chest rising and falling in unison with sleep gave that away in an instant. She looked like a dark angel bathed in blue silk. The breath to the night she seemed to make the moon shine brighter then ever. Her china doll skin seemed to glow and her soft features stood out in the cream blanket of cloth billowing around the contours of her body.

Nagira was speechless for once. He simply closed the door and quietly walked to his room making sure to keep silence. He plopped down on his bed letting the soft mattress caress his tense back muscles. Sleep came easily enough but not before thoughts of his brother in the room across from him suffering from the battle between his heart and his mind. I hope you make the right decision for the both of us... Nagira though before he succumbed to sleep.

It was mid-day before anyone woke up, but you couldn't tell by looking outside the window. It was a dark rainy day the complete opposite from there days in Italy. Black and gray clouds fleeced the sky. A good day for reading Robin thought a sudden blush rose to her checks when she remember her last encounter in the library. All of a sudden she felt shyer then usual. As she walked down to the library she found another guest occupying the space. A small lamp was light a man in black was on a Victorian lounge reading a novel causally. An audible gulp escaped Robin.

There was two seating areas the lounge and 2 oak tress padded in a cushy material in a beige and cream colour. As soon a Robin gathered her wits he stepped into the room, Amon did not acknowledge her presence in the room so she wasn't going to disturb the serene setting. She grabbed the book she was reading for the past couple of days another fantasy novel that she immersed herself in.

They sat there quietly only the turning of pages slightly shredding the silence. Not until Amon out his book down and went upstairs. Robin didn't pay any attention to him, but decided to go upstairs also to start dinner. Robin was not intending to run into a very muscular chest. Stumbling backwards due to the impact she felt sturdy arms encompassing around her small waist. She also fell the launch of the oh-so familiar burning in her checks.

"Amon!" Robin said a little surprised that he came back to the library not that fact that he still had his arms around her even though she was not falling anymore. She felt hot breaths on her neck and the soft graze of supple lips on the highly receptive skin of her neck.

Robin was at a lost her mind was spinning feels like deja-vu she thought to herself. Only just a quick as she let that though entertain her mind arms were gone and she felt cold.

"Are you cold?" Amon asked realizing how long it had been form when she was falling. For some reason it felt calming having her around. Peaceful and almost a joyful feeling, slipping slipping I'm slipping his mind said. Amon knew he never wanted to let her go but he would have to sooner or later, then he saw her shiver.

"No I am not" Robin said in her gentle voice. Amon watched her walk upstairs and heard her go into her room. She would start dinner soon, then wash up, take a shower, got to the library and read then head to bed. I have too much time on my hands...

Nagira saw Robin go into her room. Something she never did unless she wanted to be alone. What did my brother do now? Nagira made sure he passed by her door and ever so surreptitiously pressed his ear to the door. In side he heard sighs and soft tears. Just imagining that little bird cry was enough to get his blood pumped, he headed to the kitchen to find Amon where he was looking for a fight.

"SO WHAT DID U DECIDE TO DO TODAY AMON?" Nagira evidently mad as hell about something.

"What are you talking about" Amon mumbled in a deep low voice

"You don't know eh. So why the hell is Robin crying in her bedroom?" Nagira realized that Amon was getting angry now to

"How am I supposed to know, she's a teenage girl they cry over nothing all the time"

"Ohhh" Nagira said rolling his eyes

"Don't give me the bull shit little brother. Just because you like her and can't have her doesn't mean you have to make her suffer because of YOUR selfishness"

"What in your right mind makes you think that Nagira? Or did all that hair spray go to your head finally?"

"YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT AMON"

"IF YOU WOULD JUST TELL ME THEN I"LL KNOW"

"YOU MR. I-GOTTA-KEEP-HER-SAFE-OR-ELSE-I'LL-NEVER-FORGIVE-MYSELF HAVE BEEN IN TOTAL DENILE ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS FOR ROBIN"

"WELL NAGIRA HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT THAT I HAVE NO FEELING FOR HER?" Amon belted it, he was angry no beyond angry that he didn't care who heard. His brother needed to mind his own business and stop putting his 2 cents in his.

Robin stood behind the door listening to the whole conversation tears welling up in her eyes but she refused to shed them. She preferred the hot sting of rejection and pain and suffering clouding her view mudding her thoughts. It was now decided it was time to leave no looking back, no regrets.

Robin packed in haste and rushed a note to Nagira and left it in his bedroom. The mix of tears and rain made it easier for her to leave. Into the mist she walked until she vanished beyond the sea of trees lost in its endless age. Robin knew where she was going and set a course straight not looking back.

Hours later after the fight while Nagira and Amon were cooling off Nagira decides to check on Robin to see how she is doing, she never came to make dinner Nagira was worried. When he walks into her room there is nothing left but a few remnants of her scent and a few herbs in a basket. SHIT Nagira thought

Amon was in his room reflecting on what Nagira had told him. Did he did he really love her like Nagira said he did. As soon as he finishes his thought Nagira rushes through the door, flushed panting and out of breath.

"AMON SHE"S GONE ..."

A/N - yes another long wat but life gets hetic as you know. Thanks to all reviews and please any suggestions are welcomed please R&R and hope you enjoy. ROC ON !