Rainbow

Chapter Four: Wrestling with one’s shadow


In the stillness of her darkened small apartment, Robin sat on her bed and pondered over everything. They were things that only yesterday, she would have never imagined that she would have to. Now, they were right there, bold as anything.

Robin could not shake thinking on what had happened with Dojima, nor the words that the lady had spoken to her later on. No matter what she did, all of what happened yesterday seemed to keep materializing into her head, mulling itself around and making her feel many things she never had before. It was almost too overwhelming, but it all would not stop.

To make matters a little harder, the phone had been ringing off and on through the morning on her It was probably Michael seeing why she was now late going in to the office, or it might have been Amon who was angry that she was not in yet. It might also be Dojima trying to get a hold of her, she also knew that could be another.

It was not mattering to her right now. She found that she was not caring today if she ever answer the phone or heard from anyone, her mind was desperately trying to solve a riddle that was in herself.

Her body could still feel the light sensation of Dojima’s fingertip tracing along her virginal lower body lips, that had caused her body to tingle so wildly. She remembered how her panties were getting wetter and wetter, as the woman kissed her with such passion and the fact that she was kissing back also was way too amazing. She could still hear the thundering of her own heart as the woman engulfed her with those lips, filled her with so many conflicting and confusing feelings, as her ming tangled with the many thoughts.
“ What is wrong with me?” Her mind continued to say, almost in a prayer to her quiet apartment.

She had always had watched Dojima at work, glancing over as she move around while she did what little she actually did around the office. She had always found the young woman to be very pretty to her, dressing in very trendy clothes that accented her thin yet obviously well toned frame and added to her very gregarious nature. She always did watch Dojima, and it always made her feel better just to watch.

There was always a reason for her to watch the lady, it seemed like. She did feel something towards the lady, but was it in fact an attraction? She thought back to it all. She remembered that she had felt a little queasy in her stomach every time that Dojima was around. Was that her nervousness of being around the strikingly gorgeous lady? Was that attraction that she was feeling?

Her mind fell back a little further in time, remembering the time when Dojima had changed her hairstyle for a little while after the Factory’s fall and her few month absence, and how that made her wonder about why the woman did it. At the time, she thought it was odd of her to actually even think like that, but she had simply passed it off as being nosey, yet she kept on watching.

Looking back on just on that one almost minuscule incident, made her pause. This little reminder was causing her to be pausing on it again, this time in more of a clear light than back then. The question popped up once more in her head... Attraction or not?

Robin’s brow furrowed as she pondered these things and more, everything reminding her that she had watched the pretty young woman a lot over the many months before and after the Factory’s demise. It began to make her seriously wonder if she had a sort of weird crush on her, or was there a real attraction for the blonde lady going on, just like the woman had told her there was to her.

Robin snapped out of her thoughts, when the phone started once again to ring. The shrillness of the ringer was now becoming unignorable for her, as it had gone off many times already. It seemed to had continued to ring like clockwork, making it hard for her to even think. She just stayed sitting on her bed, trying to ignore the thing. This time, it was continuing on and on so much, it was starting to get to the young girl.

Robin finely sighed in resignation, knowing that the phone would keep ringing like this until she finally would break down and answered it. She got up from her bed with a heaviness in her legs, and did that, as it had continued to ring.

Amon was on the other end of the line, and he did not seem to be anywhere close to a pleasant mood just by his tone.
“ Where the hell are you at, Robin?” He gruffly said, no niceties forthcoming from the man. “Do you realize that it is past ten o’clock, and you are not here?”
“ I did not sleep very well last night, Amon....” She said, knowing that was true enough to say, without explaining everything else that had happened to her. “ I was still sort of resting.”

Amon snuffed on the other end of the call.
“ After pulling Dojima drunk out of the bar, you should have gotten some sleep.” He said, his voice cold, almost unfeeling. “ Regardless of your sleeplessness, I need you here going through files...”
“ Can’t Michael help you, Amon?” She asked, just wanting some time alone without all of this, and perhaps trying to get a little more sleep in the process..
“ I need both of you to be here and doing the searching!” He said, almost barking out the words. “ Get yourself here as fast as you can do, Girl!!”

Robin closed her eyes tightly, but knew the man would take no answer other than the one he wanted to hear right now. She felt her will relent, even thoufgh she just wanted to hide out and work things through in her mind.
“ I will get there as soon as I can, Amon.” She finally submitted, after pausing for a second.
“ Better be sooner than later, girl.” Was his last shot with a snort, then he hung up unceremoniously on her.

Robin put the phone down and shook her head. She did not want to go in, but knew she had no option of hiding and figure things out. Amon was not hearing anything other than his side of things. That was his charm, and his way but it was very annoying even for the usually forgiving huntress.

The young girl then started to think on Amon’s words, then felt rather bad. Her mind realized that she had just dumped all of the work onto Michael when she left to fish Dojima out of Harry’s last night. She recognized that she had simply loaded the young man down with her work, even though it was for a good reason. She sighed, noting that for nothing else, she should go in and do some work to take it off of her hacker friend’s already laden workload.

She washed up quickly then grabbed her coat. She quickly went to take the walk to Raven Flat. Without her beloved Vespa that still was back at the office still, it would take about twenty minutes or so to walk there, if she chose to cross through the park and up the main road. She thought of the shortcut, and considered it the correct way to get to the office as quickly as she could.

She decided on the park rout quickly, Amon seemed to be in a worse mood than usual, and she needed no more stress than what she was having. She just hoped that the work day would be at least, end up as a early one.

Heading down the stairs with quickened steps, she hurried down the three flights to the ground floor. She only hoped that her head strong partner might change into a good mood before she got there, and that she did not have to see Dojima too much. Either one was not the people she really wanted to see today, but she could see no way around that.

To Robin’s relief, Amon was not even in the office when she arrived. He did leave some instructions for her to search data banks over in Italy because of her knowledge of the language, stating in the not that he had an idea on just who they might be looking for in the shipyard murder.
“ This is a long list.” She commented to the computer kid, after she was handed the hand written note.
“ Yeah, It seem like it.” Said the lad. “ He was very clear on those instructions.”
“ Before I go and do this...” Robin said, looking at her spiky haired friend. “ Sorry about leaving you last night to continue on searching... it was not very fair to you for me to do that.”

The lad looked over top of his tinted glasses and gave a understanding smile.
“ I thought about why you did what you did... and you were right...” He said, smirking
“ I should have did that a little differently.” Robin admitting her own failure in it.
“ You did what you had to...” Michael replied, then he lifted an eyebrow. “ Did you find out why she was so drunk in the first place?”

Robin shook her head a little, weakly.
“ No, I did not.”
“ Guess everyone needs to go and blow of some steam once in a while, heck... Miss Dojima needs to once in awhile too.” He said.
“ I guess...” Said Robin, turning to her work area

She sighed as she took her seat, as she was very sure that this task might take her all day... possibly a whole lot longer. She just put on a small smile and simply got to work, glad that Michael was not upset at her for leaving like she did the night before. That was one stress lifted from her.

That was one good thing today at least, she told herself. She noted that Dojima seemed not to be in yet either, her chair was void of even a coat. That was a little stress relief right there also, but the mountain of data needed to be surfed through more than made up for the lack of stress in the one area.

She just put things away in her mind, and started in on the searching of the foreign data.

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Dojima finally showed up a while later. There was not even a hint of a smile on the pretty lady’s face as she arrived, her blue eyes seemed to be dulled and vacant right then. It was unusual for the woman not to have a smile.

Robin noticed the woman’s entrance but kept her head down. Inside, she was feeling nervous and anxious as the lady walked into the main computer area. She looked at her screen hard, not knowing were else she could look. She could feel the woman’s eyes on her, and she held her breath, hoping that she might let her have some time to think everything through.

Dojima was met immediately by the Chief just inside the room, and the two quickly went off into the back area, talking frantically to one another. Robin let out a small sigh as the lady went off with the boss. It was only temporary reprieve, but at this point of time... she would just have to take it.

Robin just set her mind to her work, as she simply had to gather up what Amon was needing as fast as she could do it. She logged on to the Italian STN site, and started her work, keeping her mind as busy as she could. Soon, she was engrossed in the task at hand, succeeding in making her mind less troublesome for herself..

Noon time rolled around, and Robin had found a few possible records from the Italian listings. Most of the Witches were accounted for by SOLOMON, but three were not.

By the records she had accessed, no one did know just where any of the three witches were at the moment. She got Michael to check possible arrivals into Japan, before he would send off all of the information to Amon in the field. It was a longshot, she thought, but it was better to make sure than be sorry after the fact.

Grabbing a cup of coffee from the back area, young Robin went into the well room, to have a break and simply relax for a short time. It was not the most comfortable room in the building, but she had found it good for simply having a quiet place to think, and she really needed some time to think.

She sat on the sidewall of the well, her coffee in hand. Her mind was once again wrestling with things, bypassing the regular thoughts of work she normally had when coming in here. She found that she could not totally stop them, so she just let them come for awhile and was hoping that she would hit on something to straighten things out for her.

A figure simply appeared in the dimly lit room after quite awhile. Robin felt herself catch her breath in her throat, hearing the approach of someone and knowing that whoever it was coming closer to her. She looked up to see who it was.

It was Dojima, who already was standing next to her looking squarely at her with her big blue eyes.
“ Robin?” She cautiously asked.

Robin did not say a word, but looked blankly up at the girl. She felt her heart pounding in her chest like crazy as her eyes latched on to the lady’s. She felt a little tingle go up her spine, and warm her extremities.
“ About earlier this morning...” Dojima started, cautiously starting to speak. “ I over stepped my bounds... I should have just kept my feelings to myself... But I am not sorry that I had said something either.”

Robin looked up at her with a blank stare, her chest was heaving as the woman spoke to her. Dojima reached out and stroked the girl’s cheek with a very light touch, as she smiled so sweetly.
“ I do find you so very attractive to me...” She said. “ I am truly sorry that I scared you with that admission.” She stopped and held the cheek in her palm. “ But I do really find myself drawn to you... Ever so steadily, ever so strongly...” She locked on to Robin’s big emerald eyes. “ I will only say this once, then I will drop it...” She said finally.

Robin kept staring at the lady, her heart racing away in her chest. She knew what the woman was going to say, or she thought she did. She swallowed hard, no words were wanting to come out of her mouth. She simply waited to hear just what the woman was about to say to her.

The lady lingered in a pause, while searching the younger hunter’s face for a long few seconds.
“ Robin...” Dojima said, after her lengthy pause. “ I find myself seriously falling in love with you, and I can’t stop myself from doing so.” She felt a tear in her eyes. “ ” I really cannot.”

The woman let go of the young hunter’s face slowly, almost as if she did not want to let go. She leaned in and give the tawny haired girl a small peck on the cheek, then turned away to head back to the main computer area. Robin stiffened, and her mind told her not to move a muscle. She felt like she wanted to, while Dojima’s lips grazed her cheek so sensually, and wanted to return that kiss with one of her own. It did not make any sense to her, but that was what her heart was screaming out to her to do.

Without a single word more, the pretty blonde lady had walked out of the room, as promised. The woman left the stone still form of the young Hunter to the stillness of the well.

Robin felt her body tremble noticeably, her mind literally raced as she watched Dojima leave the room. She touched her cheek and felt a rush of emotions that were like last nights. There was a marked difference between what she felt now, and what had been felt the night previously.

Last night, she had felt a fear to go with the pleasure. This time she only felt the rush that was pure pleasure flowing through her, straight into her heart. She simply watched in the direction that Dojima had gon it for a long time, even though there was nothing to see any longer.

Now alone in the low light of the well room, Robin bowed her head. She was now as confused as ever, but still she could not help but think in her head about the kisses. The thoughts blocked out everything in her mind for the longest of time, making her mind spin as they swirled.

Her heart had jumped, thinking about the lips that had been on her cheek., her trembles were flowing through her body, her senses were now on full alert. She could feel her panties becoming wet again, and she realized her nipples had become hard. She cover her breasts with her arms as she noticed her body’s reactions, but stayed right where she was.

For a long time, she sat there until she realized she needed to go back and continue on her searching. Amon would be more than mad if he found her sitting in the dark like this. The man was counting on her work, even though it was in as gruffly as possible.

Grudgingly, She did head back to work, while still not wanting to venture looking over at the lady, who worked only yards away from where she sat. She was still as confused, but at least she had something to do in the meantime.

Back at her workstation, Robin made sure that she did not look at Dojima, because she was scared... scared to feel what she was feeling. Scared of what those feelings might be telling her about herself, and scared of what that might lead her to discover.

Simply put, probably scared of the person she might find in herself, if she looked at it.