The End IS Never The End

CH Questions answered

Robin woke up early, the cause Amon gently knocking on the door to wake her up. “Im up is it time to go already” robin said still half asleep. “Don’t complain, the doctor might say the stitches can come out sooner rather than later” Amon said threw the door. He had let robin get as much sleep as possible, they were out late. The short walk in the park had turned into a very long walk, then dinner at harries, and a movie. Both robin and Amon came to the same conclusion unknown to each other. That the activities of yesterday would never be mentioned again, it was a spur of the moment thing.

Amon could hear robin grown on the other side of the door as she dressed and went to the door. Robin blinked up at Amon as she passed by him in the door frame. “Well let’s go, theses things itch like crazy, and I want to know why”. Amon was right behind her to the walk to the car; robin let her self in and waited patiently for Amon. As they drove to the hospital to meet the doctor the only conversation was Amon telling robin to stop starching her stitches and robin saying sorry.

More then just their doctor seemed to be happy to see robin, the whole hospital was buzzing around her. Amon felt a certain pride knowing that he was the only one who really knew everything that happened to robin. The doctor showed robin and Amon into a small office. Robin got right to the point “excuse me but for the past day my stitches have been itching like crazy, is that normal” the doctor raised an eyebrow. “All of them are itching, the ones in your chest and leg” robin shook her head. “Well its normal, I just didn’t think it would happen so soon, they must be ready to come out, I have to say with your particular case im not completely surprised”.

Robin looked greatly relived, “so I can get them taken out today” the doctor looked something over. “Im sorry but im book solid today, you can come tomorrow and get them out” Amon noticed how crushed robin looked “is it possible for her to do it at home” Amon asked much to robin’s surprise. The doctor went to a cabinet in the office “you will need this to do it miss robin, but yes I don’t think their will be a problem with her or you Mr. Amon removing them at home, I will just need to take a quick look at them”

Robin was glad she wore a skirt to the hospital; she would just have to lift her skirt, not take it off. The doctor showed her into an exanimation room. Robin unbuttoned her shirt and let the doctor examine her. “ you have been starching I see, but other then that they look more then ready to come out, if you don’t think you can do it by your self either wait till I can or ask your friend in the other room”. Robin blushed lightly as she pulled up her skirt “yes sir I will” “these are fine too”. The doctor went over the procedure to take out stitches with both Amon and robin once they were back in the office.

As they left Amon took the kit that would be needed to take out the stitches from robin secretly hoping she would ask him for his help * I should just do it for her, not give her an option* Amon smiled to him self thinking about all that lovely skin he would be able to see again. When they were half way home Amon popped the question (no not that question, it’s a bit soon for marriage) “robin are you comfortable doing it by your self or do you want my help” robin was looking threw the kit, she pulled out a pair of razor sharp scissors. “Umm I think I might need you to do it, I don’t exactly trust how steady my hand will be” she said after looking the scissors over again. Amon screamed a silent yes to him self. “When ever you’re ready, just tell me”. She smiled and nodded.

When they arrived at home robin went right into her room. As she got into the shower she debated what to wear or what not to wear when Amon took out the stitches. She was treating the simple act of removing stitches like a first date. Robin was giddy and nerves at the same time. As she went threw her new wardrobe looking for the perfect thing that would give Amon access to her stitches but keep her from being naked. She settled on the same shirt and a new skirt it was rather loose around her legs and went to just above her knees. * Amon should be able to just push this up* robin then realized how sexual it sounded to her. Before robin went out side she gave her self a moment to get rid of the blush that had formed.

Amon looked up from the chair he was sitting at. “Im ready when you are” robin said some what seductively Amon thought. “My room has the best light” Amon got up and went to his room, the kit under his arm robin in toe. “Robin sits against the head board, in the middle”. Robin did as he said with out a peep. Amon cleared off his nightstand and put the kit on the cleared stand. Amon sat on the edge of the bed next to robin. “ its amazing that they can come out so soon only a couple of days since they were put in” robin said as she unbuttoned her shirt. Robin could have sworn Amon looked disappointed when he saw her bra. She waved it away as only that what she wanted.

Robin leaned her head on the head board her head facing away from Amon, Amon was closer to her at that moment then he had ever been. She winced slightly went the first stick came out. Amon ignored it and went about what he was doing. Amon figured it was because the skin pulled every time he removed a stitch. Amon laid his hand on robin’s skin to hold it down. Robin gasped softly to her self but was grateful he did it “it feels much better now” robin said still looking to the side. Robin was lost in the feel of Amon’s finger tips gently moving across her skin. She wondered if Amon thought of the action as intimate as she did.

Amon pushed robins shirt aside to get to the last row of stitches on her chest. He felt like he should say something to her, but didn’t know what. “ robin yesterday, you said you used your craft when you were five, what caused it” robin turned her head toward him, his face was close to her like before robin thought to her self. “I was in the woods with …someone, I had just arrived at the convent a week or so before. I wanted to look around, I wondered off and saw this dog, maybe a wolf, and it was attacking this rather large snake. I was completely mesmerized by the snake, it was beautiful, and I just didn’t want it to get hurt, before I knew it I sent a fire blast at the wolf, I missed, but I scared him away. I passed out after that, I probably cut my self on a fallen branch.” * Robin of all people would think a snake beautiful*.

“What if the snake was poisonous, maybe the wolf was doing every one a favor”. Amon said to keep the conversation going. The way robin looked at Amon sent a chill down his spine “poisons or not, he was still beautiful, I would have done the same thing”. She gave him a small sad smile. Amon felt robin was trying to tell him something. * am I the snake robin, are you trying to save me, you already have*. Amon took the opportunity to ask robin something that he had wanted to ask for awhile, even before he wanted her, before he needed her. “Robin did you want to be a nun”?

Robin looked surprised by the question, but she was really surprised that Amon was talking so much. * Why does he want to know about me*. “ well at first no, but then as I grew up its all I knew so yes I did want to be one, but now I don’t, I don’t think I ever really wanted to, it was just what was expected” Amon had finished removing all the stitches from her chest. He was thinking how he wanted to word his next statement. * I can’t just say lift your skirt and spread your legs* Amon knew he was a pervert for enjoying what he was doing to robin.

Amon swallowed hard as with out warning he slowly pushed up the material of robin’s skirt, a little higher then was needed. Robin stopped breathing during the whole experience. Amon gently placed his hand on her leg and pulled it away from the other. The way the cut was and how robin’s leg was caused Amon to have to put his hand on her skin completely. His finger tips were nearly an inch or two from robin’s panties. Amon tried to think of anything other than what he was doing at the moment. He knew he was going to lose it from this normal innocent action. Something that robin needed done would cause him to lose control.

Amon thought back on the conversation they had in the park. Trying desperately to not just keep pushing her skirt up, and taking what he wanted most. * Why did she ask me about my mother* Amon looked up into robins eyes. She was looking down at him but he did not recognize the look in her eyes. She started to speak but bit her lip. “What” Amon asked more cold then intended. She shook her head “it’s nothing, I will tell you after your done”. Robin was worried that if she did tell him what she had been thinking since their walk in the park that Amon might hurt her or something else, leave her for good.

As Amon came closer to finishing his job he could sense robin becoming more and more nervous * not important my ass*. Amon finished what he was doing and pulled her skirt down with one ruff motion. Robin could tell Amon was annoyed. He put the scissors and twisters away and sat on the bed with robin. “Thank you Amon”. “It was noting” he said casually. Robin leaned forward and put her hand on Amon’s face. “Amon don’t you think it’s strange that this burn is healing so quickly, and my stitches, and that im even alive when I should be dead” she was hoping Amon would come to the same conclusion as she had.

Amon didn’t really like the way robin was speaking to him. “I have always healed quickly, and well you” robin dropped her hand from his face, “Amon don’t you see, im alive only because of you, I tried to ignore the feeling but I cant any longer, you have awakened Amon, I don’t know if it was when you gave me your blood or some time later after I was dead, but either way Amon you have awaken.” Amon stared at her blankly every thing she said repeating in his mind. Robin tried to touch his face again but Amon recoiled from her touch. With out saying anything Amon got up and left.


Everyone at ravens flat noticed how pent up karsuma’s was, they all knew it was because of robin and Amon, but they did not exactly know why. Karasuma was pouring her self a cup of coffee when Dojima went up to her. “Miho are you in love with Amon”. Karsuma’s immediate reaction was she spit out her coffee and laughed. Once she was somewhat under control “oh god no, Amon. Ha, I don’t even like him, why would you ever think anything like that Dojima”. Karasuma said while holding back a fit of laughter

“ if your not in love with him, then why are you acting like such a bitch with robin, she didn’t do anything to you, so the only thing I could think of was that you wanted Amon” Karasuma went from laughing to glaring at Dojima in seconds. “It’s none of your business Dojima” Dojima was never one to take no for an answer. “Come on Miho, were friends you can tell me anything, it will make you feel better”. Karasuma knew Dojima was right. “Fine but you can’t go tell Michael or Sakaki.” “I promise”. “ well I guess I am jealous of robin, she’s only 16 and she has all this power, I’m 20 and my power is getting weaker by the moment, and Amon is completely enthralled with her, god when I went to his apartment robin was buttoning up her shirt and well Amon was ..Umm” “hard” Dojima finished for her. Karasuma nodded “yes”.

Dojima was a little confused “ but I though you said you didn’t like Amon” “ I don’t, its just that, you have Sakaki, and robin has Amon, and Michael, what about me, Amon completely passed me up for a 15 year old witch, and he hates witches, why is she so special”. Dojima now understood where Karasuma was coming from. “ oh Miho, robin is special but come on we both knew the fist day we were working with her that she would draw Amon to her, its like they are meant to be, even if he is ten years older, but do you really not like robin anymore”. Karasuma did feel better, telling Dojima helped her sort threw her own feelings “I still like her, she like a little sister, I just don’t know my place as a hunter anymore, what good am I if I can’t scry”. Dojima put her arm around Miho, your still an excellent hunter, no one can take that away from you” Karasuma smiled and was grateful to have a friend.* I will have to say sorry and explain my self when robin and Amon come back to work”.

“so Miho, you think robin and Amon are doing it” Karasuma laughed at her friends need for gossip “maybe, I interrupted what was ever going on but who knows they might, doesn’t it bother you that if they are its illegal” Dojima grinned “not really its not like robin has the maturity of a 15 year old, sometimes she acts older then Amon, so no it doesn’t, anyway maybe if Amon is getting some he will be more pleasant around the office. Both girls laughed and smiled.
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Amon didn’t know where his feet were taking him and he didn’t care, * I awakened, I\'m a witch now just like robin.* Amon looked around his surroundings he was in the park, and it was dusk. “How long have I been here”? Amon sat down at a bench and put his hand on his burn. * If I healed robin then why wont this heal* the answer was obvious to him once the question was asked * because I wanted robin to be alive, maybe if I concentrate on the burn* Amon did not even finish his thought, when he felt the burn heal under his hand.

Amon didn’t know what to do or what to think. * I became a witch for robin, I awakened so she would live…..like she did for me, as did my mother* Amon breathed in deep he had always dreaded when he would awaken, feared it. But now Amon was almost pleased that he did, “if I hadn’t robin would be dead, and so would I” * I love her and will do anything for her, if becoming a witch is the price I must pay then so be it” Amon sat in silence in the park well in to the night.
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robin had waited for Amon to come home for as long as she could, she was tired, frightened and alone. Robin did not fear that she and Amon’s relationship would go back to how it was; she feared that Amon would just leave. * He awakened because of me, he must hate me, I’m so sorry Amon* robin undressed and went to bed, to weak to put on clothes she slept in the nude.

Amon came home around two in the morning, he had to talk to robin, tell her every thing would be fine. Amon opened robin’s door to darkness. * She’s asleep, but this can’t wait* like Amon could see in the dark he walked around robins bed and turned on the lamp. Amon’s eyes grew wide and he momentarily forgot what he was in their for when he say robins nude sleeping body, barely covered by the sheet.
Robin had been tossing and turning the entire night, she didn’t even notice when her door was opened and the light turned on. Amon shook robin awake once he sat on the bed, robin woke up with a start and looked around in fear. When she saw Amon she did only what cam natural to her, she wrapped her arms around him. In the process the sheet covering her fell to the bed. “Amon I’m so sorry, life would have been so much better for you if I had just died” robin sobbed in to his shoulder. She meant what she said completely.

Amon grabbed robin’s shoulders and pushed an arms length away. “Don’t ever say that again robin, if you had died, then I wouldn’t be alive right now” Amon was completely aware of how naked robin was, and of what he was going to have to tell her. Robin looked at him shocked * he would be dead, but how, why……oh god that dream was real* as the truth dawned on robin, she muttered a twisted sob, and buried her head in the sheet and sobbed into the bed. “You understand then” Amon asked his hands moved from her shoulders to her back.

Robin sobbed out a yes, robin understood completely * Amon did try to kill him self, then every thing else he said, was that true as well?* robin stopped crying, but kept her face in the sheets, her arms touched under her and holding her stomach. “That horrible dream, it was real”? She asked even though she knew it was “yes” Amon dug under robin and lifted her body enough so she was sitting up. Amon took one of her hands and placed it on his once burnt cheek, she gasped softly, when she felt the smooth skin.

Robin said the three words both she and Amon had been waiting to say for so long “I love you Amon, I have for the longest time” she said it all with sad eyes. Robin looked away from him, withdrawing her hand as well; she tried to cover her body but failed miserably. Amon smiled * so robin said it first I never would have guessed*. Amon pulled robin into his lap and rested his chin in the nape of her neck. “I love you to robin, but you knew that” he said into her ear, robin smiled and laughed softly.

Amon still had robin wrapped around him. Robin bit her lip “Amon will you stay with me tonight” Amon smiled and robin felt it on her skin. Amon laid robin down on the pillow and turned from her to remove his boots, shirt and pants leaving Amon in his boxers. Robin covered herself with the sheet and watched Amon undress knowing that she should not be thinking the things she was thinking about Amon.

Amon could only think one thing as he got under the covers with robin * robin is nude, robin is nude, robin is nude, this was a bad idea* Amon turned off the lamp and tried to not think about robin, nude and right next to him, ready for him to take her when ever he so pleased. He only prayed that robin would not touch him. * Even if her hair brushed my face, that would be enough for me to lose control* it wasn’t robins hair, that brushed Amon but something much worse. Robin quickly leaned atop Amon to lightly kiss his cheek god night; in the process her nipple brushed his chest.

Robin could not even retreat as Amon crushed robin’s lips with the most intense kiss she would experience from Amon that night. Amon held robin to him with the strength of a god, robin let out a soft lust filled moan further pushing Amon over the edge. Amon rolled robin on to her back as he explored her willing mouth with his tongue, feeding on all that she was. Robin’s hands roamed over Amon’s back and threw his hair, she nearly screamed when Amon started to palm her right breast. Robin had no droughts in her mind about making love to Amon, she knew she was young, she knew what she was going to do with him was a sin, but robin didn’t care, she loved Amon and he loved her—noting else mattered.

Robin parted her legs, giving Amon more room. Amon lowered his lips from robins to place tender kisses down her neck, when he reached the scars on her chest he slowly licked each ones length. The sensation on the still tender flesh, made robin arch her back and moan deeply in Amon’s ear. Robin kissed Amon’s shoulder and nibbled at his neck, robin slowly became aware of Amon’s arousal, continually jabbing robin’s thigh. Robin didn’t know what to think as Amon moved down her body.

Amon knew that every thing he did to robin was a first, that was the only thing keeping Amon gentle, he wanted noting more then to just fuck robin silly, making her scream his name, but Amon knew he couldn’t do that to her, not yet. Amon was surprised at how non- modest robin was being, Amon halted his course to robin’s breasts to admire robin. He pushed him self up his eyes locked with robins “your smiling, Amon” Amon’s smile grew into a grin “I’m happy, are you positive you want to go” Amon was cut short by robins lips pressed firmly to his.

Amon tore away from robin’s lips to replace his lips on robin’s already hard nipple. The hand traveling up Amon’s back grabbed at his flesh when Amon circled robin’s nipple with his tongue in his mouth. As Amon worked both of Robin\'s nipples, one hand explored further down. It slid past the silky skin of robin’s hips and lingered in robin’s pubic hair. Amon’s hand slid down past robins clitoris brushing it with his whole hand. Robin jumped slightly and moaned threw her clenched jaw.

Amon rapidly moved his palm over robin’s clit, loving that each time he did she would jump or toss on the bed. Amon couldn’t hold back any longer he wanted robin more then air itself. Amon moved up again and smothered her mouth with his as he pulled off his boxers. “It will only hurt for a moment, I love you so much robin” robin nodded and wrapped her arms around Amon’s neck bracing her self. Amon went slow as he entered robin’s sex. Robin tensed and yelped with pain as Amon tore past her virginity. Amon stopped completely and kissed robin’s entire face. “It’s much” robin didn’t have to finish what she was saying for Amon to understand.

Amon continued his slow pace until he was completely inside of robin, Amon was going mad. As he drew out Amon kissed robin deeply, catching her moan in his mouth. Robin was racking her nails across Amon’s back, she would grab his back and shoulders each time Amon would pull out and slid back in, each time faster and harder then the time before.

Robin as well as Amon was both quickly approaching release. Robin wrapped her legs around Amon’s waist and tightened her hold around his neck. Robins moans became louder, and her breathing frantic. Robin screamed as her very first orgasm rampaged all her senses, Amon’s own release followed right behind robins. Both lay on the bed, Amon still on top and inside of robin. He was panting as was robin; neither had ever experienced anything like that before. “I love you robin” Amon whispered into her ear.

Robin’s arms fell to her side; she and Amon were in love, deeply in love, something which both Amon and robin believed could never happen to them. Robin smiled “I love you so much Amon”. Amon moved to the side of robin, and pulled robin to him. Amon breathed in deep. “Robin I want you to know that every thing I said when I was. Every thing I said in that dream we shared. I meant all of it, robin. I want to marry you; I want to have a family.” Amon held robin to him as he spoke. Robin wanted it all to happen that second, “when Amon, I’m still too young, just being in bed with you is illegal”. Amon smiled and kissed robin passionately, “I don’t care about age robin, and I love you, that’s all that matters to me”. Amon kissed robin again and closed his eyes, knowing that when he woke up it would be a brand new day, and a brand new life.

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