Hito had been there for a while holding Dante and watching over Oni when Amoni appeared. He smiled at her relief evident in his face as he said, "I as so glad you are alright. I was worried but I couldn't leave the boys." He wanted to touch her. He wanted to make sure she was in once piece with his own hands.

((okays))

“I’m always alright” Was her reply, shrugging as a soft smile touched her currently slightly gray lips. She pulled down her veil she’d put up before they’d left and walked to oni. She checked on him first, resisting the urge to run to Hito that she now always seemed to have….

Nodding at seeing him resting she turned towards hito, a softer, warmer pink now glazing over her lips. She walked slowly to him, a hum putting the bladed guards she’d worn all the way here into small pieces of charms and chains all over her clothing and wrists. Soon she walked to hito’s side, touching his shoulder in an almost reverent way….

Hito was glad for her touch and reached a hand up to hold her own. "I think it will be best to stay here for now. These people know the Inn and I don't think going back now will be safe. This place is hidden and it has Tidus' scent so I trust it. Plus it means he knows of this place."

“this is likely…” Amoni agreed, glancing out into the night. She turned her hand slightly as he reached for hers s she could interlace their fingers and slowly sit next to him. She sat slightly cross-legged, even her torn ear twitching towards each sound. She released a sigh of relief, finally beginning to relax once more…She wondered absently if here would be far enough…After this she went silent, letting her muscles relax a moment.

Hito said, "Tonight I think we should rest with the boys between us. I don't really sleep but they need comfort. Being on the outside we will be able to react faster if someone does come." He was still holding Dante so he said, "They have lots of blankets and things here. Do you think you could make a sort of large bed for the four of us?"

Amoni reluctantly let go of his hand but nodded, saying as she often did “Of course..” She then began organizing the blankets, her eyes downcast in thought. She was not so worried now… but still…what had those machines done? …and what had her choice to reject Hito done…they never did find out… Of course the first was more dire and important, the machines could have done so many bad things… but the last still drew her thought as well.

Soon a few pillows followed the blankets and it was as close to a real bed as they would get here. She frowned to herself, wondering where Felicity had ended up…It was unlike the cat to stay gone so long…. Oh well… it was probably nothing. She then glanced at Hito and dante, half smiling..

Hito smiled back and gently lifted the boy carrying him over to the make shift bed. Once Dante was down he went and brought Oni over as well gently putting him next to Dante. He covered them up well to keep them warm. Walking over he put a few more logs on the fire then laid down next to Dante holding the boy close to him. "I know you are uncomfortable with touch but with how innocent and childlike Oni is I think it would do him some good to have someone hold him. I hope you do not mind Amoni?" he asked not wanting to offend her.

Amoni blushed faintly as he spoke, glancing downward a moment. “I do not mind….I….about touch…” the woman stumbled over her own words a moment then finally decided that this was not the time or the place to explain herself…So she simply bowed slightly and said softly “I’ll get to Oni…” She then walked to the boys side, wrapping an arm around him absently and gazing into space distantly.

"If you cannot sleep how about taking this time to get to know me better," he said with a tinkle of laughter in his voice. He wanted to lighted the mood a little. "You can ask me questions again if you like," he said to her.

Amori gazed into the distance a moment longer without speaking or blinking an eye, finally deicding on something. Cuddling into Oni and closing her eyes so she wouldn’t have to look at Hito she asked her question. “Questions…..hmm….Why do you think I ran away tonight…?” She knew he was trying to lighten the emotion but she wanted to know…

At the question Hito froze and swore in his mind. This was one of those woman questions that no matter how you answered you got wrong. He knew he was going to get it wrong and he groaned inwardly. This was one thing about women he never understood. Why couldn't they just say what they wanted to say. They loved asking questions that made you guess or were trick questions. Crap he had to think.

Coming to a conclusion he thought was right he said, "You were worried about the boys and I was pushing you too far too quickly." He did not want to say that out loud but it was true.

((crappy thing about that whole situation is at the time I thought we weren't suppose to save them so I was like, 'gee what can they do while we wait for them to be saved." Other wise he never would have been all 'let's get it on' T^T ))

“fairly close… especially the first part, but really my running had little to do with your speed” Amoni said with a slight smile, glancing to the cave entrance and staring out into the night. She let the silence stretch as she debated how to put it. She closed her eyes slowly, leaning into Oni’s shoulder again in silence as she finally decided…

“Most of it had to do with a man named Robear McRow…and a woman named Cynthia….” She said softly, closing her eyes slightly tighter at the name Cynthia. “I have had only one lover in my life….that was Robear…It was brief….passionate….and fast. I did not pause to ask questions or think how anyone could not get hurt…and for that Cynthia died. She killed herself you see, when she found me with Robear…He truly loved her….He had heard me sing unknown to me so briefly attached to me that love…but once she died it broke the spell and he died shortly afterwards…” She trailed off, going silent as she fell into her memory. She had seen passion destroy so much and save…nothing…


((it is good though <3 it's gonna make Amoni reveal a little more of herself...other then the fact that a good passionate kiss goes along way :P))

"All of us err. We all make mistakes and have done things we wish with all of our heart we could take back. What I pick up from that story is you had that experience and you learned from it. That was wise. You do have to be careful especially in matters of the heart because you are siren. It makes sense that you would act with extreme caution. I think that is wise," he said softly to her. It was true that people did things that hurt others all the time the point was always whether or not you learned from it.

He held to boy and said, "I am an old vampire Amoni and though your song would effect me it is not nearly so strong." He wanted to mention the night he heard her sing but he had promised her never to bring it up again. Instead he said, "I love how you have classic old school manners. I love that you love knowledge. You are strong and wise. I would not need a song to see all of those things."

Amoni didn’t look at him as he spoke, still keeping her eyes closed as a hanging woman drifted into her mind. She could not let her mind wander to far with it but neither could she ever let herself forget. She sighed inwardly, remembering his promise but thinking little of it since she had not asked for it. She finally looked up as he spoke the praise, tilting her head to the side in silent contemplation for a moment.

“Though you only learned anything of me because the song made you want to spend time with me.” She let her eyes reach his, unsure a moment. She then asked softly, “What did you hear…feel….learn in that song..?” She could never really guess that…for she did not have enough control of it to sing what she wanted to be felt…only what she was feeling…

He said seriously, "What is so wrong with that? Though it was not the song that made me want to get to know you. The song merely made me want to get to know you more. Honestly the first time I thought I wanted to learn more about you is when you gave me a bow. When I heard your song I got a glimpse of your heart Amoni. Fears, hopes and desires. I did not just see pretty things. If anything the song showed that you are fallible just like the rest of us. It. . it was intimate and I felt like an intruder. My urge to spend time with you is part of me wanting to earn what I saw and felt. A gift like that should not just be easily won. It should be gotten with time and effort. Those things I felt from that song I wish to feel from you because you wish me to feel them, not simply because I intruded." He desperately hoped she would understand what he meant. He was not a philosopher or an orator.

Amoni listened quietly a moment and closed her eyes, quite uncertain how to take it for a moment. She felt a tinge of doubt that he’d wanted to get to know her at the first bow but she said nothing of it. Instead she simply thought of the rest, turning over each piece in her head. It was an emotional bundle really….from her thoughts of wondering what made it such a gift, to a feeling of pleasure that it had felt intimate to him.

After several moments she opened her eyes again speaking carefully, “It is hard not to take that apart into pieces…as is my nature to do…but I will try. I do not want you to feel indebted…I …want not the false love of my heritage if I am to have it at all…but the true one other beings encounter…the one based on my heart…not my song…..Please….only spend time with me if you are sure you want to, not because you feel you intruded on something so private…”

Hito said to her, "I do not spend time with you because I feel indebted or any such thing. I spend time with you because I wish to. Trust me, I am too old and too cranky to spend time with people out of indebtedness. . .I would send them a fruit basket." He could not help but give a light laugh at the last statement. It was true though. Hito did not like spending time with most people and often found reasons not to. If he did spend time with someone it was usually only because he was intrigued or he cared about them. Those that intrigued him though were few and often did not pique his interest enough to hang around long.

Then I hope I never receive a fruit basket..” Amoni replied softly, glancing downward. She closed her eyes a moment, reaching out a hand so she could almost reach Hito’s. She rested a moment, simply letting her thoughts drift. She wasn’t so sure as he was but that didn’t mean she didn’t like the touch of his skin. She grew silent a moment, digesting the information she had gathered though she was starting to fall asleep….

Hito saw her move her and and smiled lightly. He made sure the boy was snug and wrapped an arm over him. Now he could keep the boy safe and hold Amoni's hand. He gently took her hand his but said nothing.

((morning ^.^))

((Good morning :) ))

((Hehe should I wake amoni up? ^.^))

((I dunno. I've been wondering. . .where is everybody else been?))

((Dunno xDIt's weird XD))

(( Yeah cause it's only been a few of us))