Witch Hunter Robin Fan Fiction ❯ Lost and Found ❯ Emotional Price ( Chapter 8 )

Chapter 8: Emotional Price

Amon brushed past Robin and followed Karasuma out the office door. He could feel her eyes watching him as he made his way to the elevator. "Shit," he thought. "Why now? Why did I have to fuck up with Miho? Why did Robin have to come back this morning? Why did I ever date Kin?"

As he waited for the lift, he turned and saw Robin give him a small, encouraging smile, then turn and leave. "What the hell did that mean?" he muttered.

He took the elevator down until he reached the Well level. He looked around, thoughts flashing through his mind, memories from the past haunting him. It seemed like yesterday when he helped Robin escape. "Not now, you have other things to work out." He thought.

He looked over at Miho, she was sitting on the well, her legs crossed, her head slightly bowed. Amon walked over to her, his shoes echoing in the empty room, he placed a hand on her shoulder, "Miho, I'm sorry. What happened should have stayed between us and-"

"Amon, please, just don't. I don't need apologies or explanations. I'm just a little embarrassed. I know we both gave into something that we should have left alone, you never wanted me. I know that now. You need Robin, you want her. I've known this for a long time. I guess I just always hoped, I don't know. There was always something there, more than just a partnership," said Miho quietly as she pulled away from Amon's touch.

"Miho, it's not like that with Robin. At the time, she was in my thoughts, I didn't understand it then, but now, I think I do." He said gruffly. "I didn't mean to say her name, I knew it was you."

"Amon, I know that. But you refused to look at me throughout the entire night, you were looking for someone to bury yourself in and I was there and so was the sake. You and Robin, you're connected somehow, cosmically, emotionally. She has more of you than any woman will ever have," she said looking up at him. "Your dream, she came because you asked her. You have other things to worry about; don't trouble yourself with our one-night stand. I'll be fine."

Amon looked at her and nodded. He turned and walked away. There was nothing more he could say, he didn't want her to think he cared for Robin more than a friend or partner. "Miho, she really is just my partner."

"I know, she said. "I just wish it could have been me.

He looked back at Miho; saw the silent tears running down his face. Amon cursed himself and sighed as the elevator doors closed.

Back in the office, Robin was being greeted by all of her old friends. Doujima came over and wrapped her in a tight hug; Sakaki came over and kissed her lightly on the cheek. Michael stayed in his chair and gave her a wide smile. Robin lifted up a plastic bag and handed it to him.

"I brought you some coffee and doughnuts," she said.

They all looked at her, then everyone burst out laughing. Robin stood there quietly a small smile gracing her lips. She looked over at the newest member of the STN-J. A million thoughts went through her head. She wondered how Amon new her, how long to they were together, why they broke-up, but most of all, she wondered why she was here. "There's something familiar about her," she thought.

Hoshi regarded Robin carefully; she knew the young witch was dying to know about her. She also knew Robin would never ask. She would find out from Amon, when the time was right. "She's very beautiful," thought Hoshi, sliding her fingers through her dark tresses. "Is this girl really only sixteen? No wonder Amon is having an internal struggle, not that he would eve admit it. If I believed in lore and myth, this girl would be Amon's yang. Light and dark, day and night, yet not so different at all, are they?"

Amon walked into the office, a scowl across his face. Robin glanced over at him, there eyes met for a brief moment and then he turned and walked into the conference room. Robin frowned. Suddenly, her inner alarm was ringing. She looked around, startled. "No," she thought. "Not now. This can't be happening."

The others watched, curiously, as Robin gripped her head, her face wracked with pain, she fell to her knees, her eyes rolling back in her head.

"Amon!" shouted Michael.

Amon came out of the conference room; saw Robin sitting on her knees on the floor, pain wracking her small body. Amon rushed to her side, knelt down beside her. He placed his arm around her back, trying to support her. Robin's head fell back against his broad shoulder. Sweat beaded across her forehead. She reached for his hand, gripping it tightly. He watched her eyes flash, the green began to boil. He felt the heat coming off her body, her temperature rising. She was trying to say something, but the words couldn't come out of her mouth. Her hot breath chased across his face.

"What's going on?" asked Doujima. "What's wrong with her?"

Everyone in the room watched Amon and Robin. Karasuma walked in and saw what was happening, concern chasing across her features.

"She needs to be cooled down," said Michael. "If she stays that hot, her insides will liquefy."

"Amon," said Miho quietly.

He looked into her brown eyes, disbelief taking hold of him. She wanted him to use his powers. But how?

"Ice," said a hoarse voice.

Amon looked down and saw Robin staring at him. He gently laid her back on the floor, pulling her knees from under her. He looked down into her fiery green pools. "I can't," he thought. "I've never done this, I can't control it."

Robin reached over and gripped his hand. Her palm was blistering against his, her skin taking on a red glow. "I trust you," she whispered croakily.

Amon nodded. He took her other hand and concentrated, he felt the cold leave his body and into hers. He watched as the fire inside her began to die, he was putting out her flames. Her eyes closed and he watched as her skin began to turn a light blue. He quickly pulled away, dropping her hands.

Robin lay on the floor, her body cooling rapidly. Her eyelashes were slightly frosted, her lips a pale blue. The fire in her had been quenched. She felt someone's arms rap around her, felt herself being laid on the couch. Her eyes opened and Amon's handsome face came into focus. He mouthing something to her but she couldn't hear him. She made a small, reassuring smile. She closed her eyes and let sleep take her.

Amon looked around the world into the bewildered faces of his partners. He was just as confused as they were.

"What the hell was that?"

Hoshi looked up, a small smile gracing her lips. "Don't you know?"

Amon looked over at her.

"What are you talking about?" he demanded.

Hoshi laughed a snide little laugh. "I'm shocked. It seems all the legends are coming true." Hoshi looked at Amon, a glint of smugness in her eye. "You did this to her. That was your fault."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"If I were you, I'd learn to control my temper," she said haughtily.