Chapter Four: Wrestling with one’s shadow
In her darkened small apartment, Robin sat and pondered over things. Things that only yesterday, she never imagined that she would have to.
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 popping into her head, mulling around and making her feel things she never had before.
The phone had been ringing off and on through the morning on her, probably it was Michael seeing if she was going in to the office or Amon who was angry that she was not in yet. It might also be Dojima trying to get a hold of her. She found that she did not care today if she ever answer the phone, her mind was 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, causing 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. The thundering of her 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.
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 tined frame. She always did, 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 attraction? She felt like she always was a little queasy in her srtomach when Dojima was around... was that nerves of being around the gorgeous lady? Attraction?
Her mind fell back a little while 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, yet she kept on watching.
Looking back on just one incident, made her pause. Now 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. It began to make her wonder if she had a sort of crush on her, or was there a real attraction for the blonde lady going on, like the woman had told her there was to her.
Robin snapped out of herself, when the phone started again to ring. The shrillness of the ringer was now becoming unignorable for her. 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.
Robin finely sighed in resignation, knowing that the phone would keep ringing like this until she finally broke down and answered the call. She got up from her bed 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 in a very pleasant mood by his tone.
" Where the hell are you, Robin?" He gruffly said, no niceties forthcoming from the man. "It is ten o’clock, and you are not here?"
" I did not sleep very well last night." She said, knowing that was true enough to say, without explaining everything she was thinking. " I was still resting."
Amon snuffed on the other end of the call.
" After getting 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.
" I need both of you to be doing this!" He said, almost barking out the words. " Get 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.
" I will get there as soon as I can, Amon." She finally submitted, after pausing for a second.
" 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, knew she had no option of hiding and figure things out. Amon was not hearing anything other than his side of things.
The young hunter then started to think, then felt badly. 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 realized 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.
Grabbing her coat, she quickly went to take the walk to Raven Flat. Without her beloved Vespa, 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, and 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.
To Robin’s relief, Amon was not in the office when she arrived. He did leave some instructions for her to search data banks in Italy with 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, as she was handed the hand written note.
" Yeah, It seem like it." Said the lad.
" Before I go and do this..." Robin said, looking at her spiky haired friend. " Sorry about leaving you last night... it was not very fair to you."
The lad looked over top of his tinted glasses and gave a smile.
" Thought about why you did what you did... you were right..." He said, smirking
" I should have did that a little different." 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 blow of 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 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 good thing today at least. 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, but the mountain of data needed to be surfed through more than made up for the lack of stress in the one area..
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Dojima showed up a while later. There was no smile on the pretty lady’s face as she arrived, her blue eyes seemed to be vacant right then. It was unusual for the woman not to have a smile.
Robin noticed the lass’s entrance but kept her head down. Inside, she was feeling nervous and anxious as the lady came 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.
Dojima was met by the Chief just inside the room, and the two went off into the back area, talking frantically. Robin sighed as the lady went off with the boss. It was only temporary reprive, 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 get what Amon was needing as fast as she could do it. She logged on to the Italian STN site, and started her work. Soon, she was engrossed in the task at hand.
Noon time rolled around, and Robin had found a few possible hits in the Italian listings. Most of the Witches were accounted for, but three were not. By the records she had accessed, no one did know where any of the three were. She got Michael to check possible arrivals into Japan, before he would send off all of the information to Amon in the field.
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 could not totally stop them, and she just let them come for awhile hoping that she would hit on something to straighten things for her.
A figure appeared in the dimly lit room after quite awhile. Robin felt herself catch her breath in her throat as she heard the approach of someone She looked up to see who it was.
Dojima 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
" About earlier this morning..." She said, cautiously starting to speak. " I over stepped my bounds... I should have kept my feelings to myself... But I am not sorry that I had either."
Robin looked up at her with a blank stare, her chest was heaving as the woman spoke. Dojima reached out and stroked the girl’s cheek with a very light touch, as she smiled.
" 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, no words were wanting to come out of her mouth.
The lady lingered in a pause, 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."
The woman let go of the young hunter’s face slowly, almost if she did not want to let go. She leaned in and give the tawny haired girl a 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, but she felt like she wanted to as the lips grazed her sensually, and to return that kiss with one of her own.
Without a single word more, the pretty blonde lady walked out of the room, as promised. The woman left the stone still form to the darkness.
Robin felt her body tremble, her mind race as she watched Dojima leave the room. She touched her cheek and felt a rush of emotions that were like last nights. The difference between what she felt now. Back then she had felt fear to go with the pleasure, this time she only felt the rush that was pure pleasure flowing through her. She simply watched in the direction that Dojima had gon it for a long time.
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 blocked out everything in her mind for a long time.
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 ful alert. She could feel her panties becoming wet, and she realized her nipples had become hard. She cover her breasts with her arms, but stayed right where she was.
For a long time, she sat there until she knew she needed to go back and continue on her searching. Amon would be mad if he found her sitting in the dark like this. Grudgingly, She did go back to work, while not wanting to venture looking over at the lady, who worked only yards away from where she sat.
Back at her workstation, Robin 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.