Her Hell

DISCLAIMER : I do not now nor have I ever had ownership of the Witch Hunter Robin characters or original story idea. The chapters written here however are mine, please do not reproduce


A/N: I was going one place with this story line, but somehow got swayed to go in another direction. Well I\'m switchin gears yet again....so I reckon I\'ll find out what happens when ya\'ll do...hehehe...but don\'t worry, Robin and Amon will always be a couple in my writings....so don\'t worry ya\'ll it\'s gonna be all right. I promise. It won\'t hurt. *long*

***************************************************************


Amon felt her arms wrap arouns was waist lightly, innocently...he relished in that moment. He hoped she knew he cared. He wanted to protect her, be with her, have more than he was allowed to have. But he would be there for her no matter what.

\"Robin\" he whispered into the crown of her hair \"I will keep you safe, I promise\"

\"Amon, I do not want you to lose your life due to me\" her voice full of unshed tears, and sorrow, worry and pain. Her voice desperately trying to fail her.

\"I do these things..bec....because I care\"

She tightened her hold slightly, before pulling away to look in his eyes. She smiled, and kissed his cheek before cleaning the floor of the bags and other items. It was time to prepare dinner.

Amon watched her get dinner started. She seemed happy....she hummed, and she sang a few songs. Her voice was like an angel, he enjoyed laying back with his eyes closed and just listen. It was haunting, something about her voice touched...no, enveloped his soul. \'what in the hell am I thinking\' snapping out of his thoughts

Dinner was uneventful. The couple ate quietly with few words exchanged. Robin cleared the table just before preparing for a bath then bed. Amon had sat down by the fire to look over some papers and check his emails. He was doing his best to keep his mind focused on the papers before him.

He heard the sounds of water echoing off the old wooden walls. Soon he heard the sound of her slim form slipping into the water. His minds eye instantly imagined her slim body beneath him, water beads still on her skin, damp locks, and those innocent green eyes gazing into his very soul. \'dammit Amon get it together\' he scolded himself. Out of frustration he threw on his coat and decided to take a short walk.

Robin heard the front door shut, but remained content within the warm water that covered her. She took her time bathing but hurried once she heard Amon re-enter the small cottage they shared. His foot steps seemed to carry him into his own bedroom to which she soon heard the sound of another closing door. Sighing to herself she dried quickly. Wrapping a large towel around her she stepped out only to run into Amon\'s chest. \"I was coming to check on you\" he said, his voice un-emotional.
\"I\'m fine, I was going to get dressed\" she padded barefoot to her own room then shut the door.
*dammit I wish she wouldn\'t wear a towel around the house* he groaned to himself.
Within a few moments Robin re-appeared wearing a deep green sweater, and jeans. Her hair was down. Amon couldn\'t help but admire her. Sensing his gaze she turned to him a blush immediately rose when she saw he was still gazing at her.
\"Amon....\" she said softly, wondering if he was alright
He shook his head more out of frustration that he was indeed caught, but answered her \"I was just thinking about something Nagira said\" he rose and headed into the kitchen. \"Robin, would you like some coffee?\" he asked, as he prepared to make himself a cup. \"Hai, thank you\"

Robin found a book and settled down on the sofa to read for a bit, Amon was soon on his laptop checking the latest email his brother had sent. For the time being they were still quite safe. The only information Nagira had received as yet was that Solomon and STN were slowly beginning to pull back with their search efforts. However there were some other things beginning to stir about, which Nagira had not yet been able to pin point. He knew he could count on his brother to get as accurate information as he himself could get. So he trusted what he read. Feeling somewhat relieved with the news he decided to take a shower himself and rest for the night. He gathered his things and made his way to the bathroom. When he went in Robin gave him a look a tender smile.

Amon stood beneath the hot water. His body melted into the sensations of the cascading water flowing over his hard body. As soon as he closed his eyes he saw an image of Robin in front of him, washing his body with her delicate hands. He in turn reached out to her to return the gesture. Her emerald eyes flashing with something he\'d never seen before.....passion. Even if only in his imagination it surged to stimulate him further in his desires. In another instant his mind pictured her beneath him....moaning his name begging for release as his body merged with hers. He felt a painful ache in his groin, without looking he knew he was hard as a rock and would need to find release before leaving the confines of the shower. So he did, slowly he stroked himself playing the image of her under him over and over in his mind. He could almost feel her soft milky white skin under his hands. Her scent lingering in the bathroom from her bath earlier made his imagination more vivid. As her imaginary moans grew louder, his strokes grew in speed, and fever. Soon he found the edge he needed and with a stifled moan he spilled his seed into his hand. Washing his hand he immediately bent over, cursing himself for allowing the impulse to drive him again to do something so selfish. He was a man, a dark cold hearted closed off man. His duty was to protect Robin from the world, and protect the world from Robin. She was his ward, he her guardian. Nothing more, nothing less. Even though he could not deny there was a bond between them no other had shared, he could not allow sexual tension detour him from his task. He tried to convince himself that his feelings were from his own need to have sex, after all it had been several months since he broke things off with Touku. If nothing else she did give him sexual relief.
Finally gathering himself he finished showering. Once dressed he left the bathroom to find Robin sleeping on the couch.

Robin woke the next morningfindfind herself in her bed. She deducted Amon had carried her there from the couch. She felt pressure on her side, raising her head to look she saw Amon was laying beside her with his arm around her waist. Blushing profusely to herself she tried to rise without waking him. Succeeding she went to the kitchen and made coffee. Returning to the couch with her coffee she began to read again. 30 minutes later Amon emerged from bed bedroom. He went directly into the bathroom. A minute or two later he retrieved a cup of coffee for himself. He sat to check his emails once again, without a word to Robin.

Amon saw he\'d received yet another email from his brother.

* Amon,
There is word of another who carries Robin\'s destiny. A male, no other information at this time, will let you know when I have word.

Nagira


He studied his brothers words carefully. He wasn\'t sure what roll this new information would play but somewhere in his mind he had a feeling it was important.....very important. (if he only knew) Finally pulling himself out of his inner thoughts he typed another message to Nagira, with a few simple request for other information. Once that was complete he closed his laptop and turned to glance at Robin. Who was balled up tightly still reading her book. Amon found himself smiling. He wondered what she thought about, what she was feeling. Yet he felt he had no right to ask.

\"Robin...I need to go into town, is there anything you need?\" he asked
\"Hai, I will go with you...lemme get dressed\"

She rushed off to her room, quickly pulling on a pair of faded blue jeans, and peach sweatshirt. Quickly bundling up in a traditional hooded winter coat she followed him out the door. The small store just inside the town was never busy, today was no exception. Robin fumbled around with some candles, and perfumes. A small frosted glass bottle caught her attention. It smelled like exotic flowers, the sweet smell brought a smile to her lips. She gently placed it back down on the shelf and continued to browse. She found what she was initially searching for and then proceeded to the front of the store. Amon had seen her eying the bottle of perfume. And he noticed the smile on her face. It was the most sincere smile he\'d seen since they left Japan. Without her noticing he slipped over and picked up the bottle she had just put down. Once he reached her side he asked her to retrieve a few boxes of matches that he had forgotten. Once she turned to leave he gave a nod to the clerk who quickly rang up the perfume so that Amon could hide it away. She returned with the matches and the rest of the items were soon rung up. The walk back to the house was quiet. Robin found herself wanting to visit Marie. Amon agreed, and allowed her to walk over.

Marie had just finished baking some pies and breads. She was planning on taking some to Robin and Amon. When she heard a knock at the door...\"Robin...I was just going to come see you today\" she smiled
\"I wanted to step in and see how you were doing today Marie\" Robin smiled as the older woman embraced her.
\"I am fine child, just fine....In fact I have some things for you and your man\"
Robin blushed at the older woman\'s reference to Amon, but corrected the woman non the less \"He\'s my partner, and for now my protector, that is all\"
\"Your right child, but affections usually grow under the strangest circumstance\" Marie told her.
Robin found this woman fascinating. Although her perceptions were somewhat off sometimes. Robin knew she had feelings for Amon but she was quite well aware that he did not return such feelings. To him she was a mere child and of no interest to him (boy she\'s gonna get a clue..hehe) *author startin to get a god complex*

Robin and Marie talked for a few hours, before Robin decided to go home and start dinner for her and Amon. She was beginning to feel like a wife, part of her smiled at the prospect the other part of her scolded her childish idea. She was grateful for the normalcy she was experiencing now in her life. It was the first time she\'d felt so down to earth. But she was not going to cling to it for she knew it could change at a moments notice. Severever knew when she would walk in the front door and have Amon standing there ready to whisk her off to another destination. For now, she would enjoy what she had, and not take it for granted. The walk home was challenging. A snow storm had blown in and made vision difficult. She managed to arrive unscathed with two pies and a loaf of homemade bread in tow.
Amon was sleepon ton the couch. She quickly and quietly made her way to the kitchen and began dinner preparations.

Amon woke when he heard Robin enter their home. He continued to fain sleep as he listened to her go into the kitchen. He heard a soft rattle of some pots, and soon smelled scents of food cooking. Deciding he would offer his assistance he rose and walked to her side in the kitchen.
\"Anything I can do?\" he asked
\"I am fine, rest till it\'s done\" she told him, not missing a beat with her duties.
\"Hai, I will check emails\"
With that he left her to complete their meal. Nagira had not responded with an reply yet. So Amon took the time to do some research of his own. Some time later dinner was ready. Amon had already begun to feel twinges of hunger so he was ready to eat. They shared the meal in quiet, Amon offered to help with the dishes.

Amon decided to check his emails as Robin finished the last of the clean up. Sure enough Nagira had found some new information....

Amon,
The male they seek is a seed.


That word....that dirty little word......*seed* stuck in his mind. That small bit of information could be very valuable yet without some approximation on an age it would prove to be useless. His only reply to his brothers correspondence was \"Search Further\". He closed up the laptop and noticed Robin had already fallen asleep on the couch once again. Walking to stand beside the couch he looked down on her face. She was so innocent, tender, and beautiful. He felt compelled to push aside stray hairs to expose her full face to his view. Allowing himself a few moments of private indulgence he scooped her up into his arms and carried her to bed. Once again he lay down beside her sleeping form. He had to admit it felt good to be close to her like this, it warmed him to know she enjoyed it too. Amon berated himself daily for the thoughts that roamed through his mind in regards to Robin. And the more he shared a bed with her, the more those thou cre crept up on him. His dreams had been possessed by her for a long time. But now his continence, and subconscious mind were consumed. It was all about Robin now, she was his reason for existence (oh boy he has NO clue)

As he came out of his musing thoughts he found he\'d been inadvertently stroking her arm.....he laid his head down and continued his ministrations until sleep once again claimed him......





Ok...I ain\'t ending with a cliffy.....I\'m givin ya\'ll a break this time....partly because I couldn\'t think of one...hehe. Slacker mind at work! (Also lack of caffeine...Oyi )
Well sorry itk sok so dang long to update, I been watching the epis trying to get my motivation back....gonna try to get more chapters uploaded soon for all stories.
Thanks for the terrific reviews as well, ya\'ll are kickin!