tampered | Log, finished

When; February 3rd
Rating; PG-13 (...for the wolf likes to curse like the devil)
Characters; Nico Robin [

maten_rou]
Summary; While Opposite Day™ was amusing for at least one of them, the situation is still a bit tense because he's hurt in his pride.
Log;

That stupid fucking City and its stupid fucking curses. Yes, there were more bothersome and more dangerous curses than the one from yesterday. Still, what the City had made Jyabura do with and say to Lucci just took the freakin' cake. If he behaved like a faggot towards other people, well ok. Shit happens. But everything and anything that involved the cat simply drove him mad. Plus, while being cursed Jyabura had given him all his sake. Which was very likely spilled into the drain already. That fucking bastard of a cat.

So he distracted himself from important things with his anger towards Lucci. Hunting in the forests was no fun today, he didn't catch a single of the freaky animals. No wonder, since some days he wasn't in shape and that he lost badly against the Crocodile didn't lighten his mood up.

He wasn't to Xanadu for a while as too many freaks decided to leave their victims there, but today he just wanted to sit under a bench at the cherry tree and try to think of nothing. The sitting worked, but the relaxing part failed yet.

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"Hmmm" he said and ran a hand through his hair. What kind of question was that now? "She is a good person. Yeah sure, she fights and all that and killed someone, but not out of fun." He paused a moment and had to think of the cryptical stuff Naoto told him during their fight. Or rather told herself.

"No idea if that bastard of a cat even has human feelings to begin with, I doubt that" he continued and remembered the curse that made Lucci babble like a schoolgirl, "but the way he expresses them can't make her happy. It just doesn't work." he finished and scratched the scar on his face.

"So a good person isn't allowed to love a horrible person, even if that horrible person loves that good person too?" she asked, wondering about that herself too. This whole situation confused her -- she wanted Naoto to be truly happy, on the other hand, she wanted her friend far away from Lucci. Robin was too afraid what that man could do when he lost his temper or when confronted with a huge blow of sadness.

"You haven't answered my question. What does she need if he isn't good enough for her?"

"I have no idea if you can 'allow' something like that in the first place, but if one suffers unto the other, that's probably a bad idea. No matter if they are good or bad or whatever."

He had to think about that for a while, but couldn't come up with something useful. He had no big interest in discussing other people's relationships either. "I have no idea, ok? I just know that he's bad for her. That's enough reason to me."

"Maybe you're right, maybe you're not. Time will tell about his true feelings, I think," she said enigmatically, watching a few birds play with each other with a thoughtful expression on her face. "Despite my rather biased view, I do hope it'll work out in the end. Naoto-san deserves her happiness, even if Lucci does not. I think he can give her that even if he's a self-centered, cruel "bastard", as you like to put it. You should hear the way she talks about him, even now, when she's unbelievably angry with him."

"I don't want to" he said with low voice. He didn't even want to think about that. How that bastard was all his usual, disgusting self and people even cared about him. What in the world? Was that some kind of black magic? Because logics failed at this topic.

"Maybe she should see the real Lucci then, sometime. I'd wish to know if she could still love him after that. Rumours are one thing, but seeing things with your own eyes are another."

"You don't have to," Robin said calmly, staring at her lap and inwardly hoping that he would, at some point, despite his hatred. This whole thing didn't revolve about Lucci and his sick habits, but Naoto and her happiness. Maybe her future, even. A little voice inside Robin's head said that her friend would never, ever be happy with a man who didn't know how to love, but she had seen enough miracles in her life to at least hope for the opposite. Her own affection for Jyabura was most likely one of those miracles.

His last words sparked her curiosity, since it seemed that he was talking about something specific and she wanted to know what it was. "The real one... isn't this version of him horrible enough? Is is even possible to get worse than this?"

"Good", he said, hoping that this topic reached an end for today. But well, seemed like that freakin' cat was Robin's dearest thing to talk about. For reasons, obviously, but he didn't want to talk about such subjects that often.

"Well, she hasn't seen him killing people, right? We all tell her he's a piece of trash and a bad guy and all that. How can she believe it if she never saw him acting that way? I think it's messed up enough that she didn't slice him apart instantly after she heard what he did to you." He felt anger boiling up inside of him. To him it was the wrongest kind of loyalty.

"Maybe she'd struggle even if he caught him doing it." He paused for a long while. "It's always the wrong people who get mercy."

"If the tables were turned and you had attacked Naoto, I wouldn't have done anything. I'm sure I couldn't. And you know why? Because I love you. It's the same case with Naoto-san, here," she spoke quietly, still staring at her lap but now her hands were also moving -- sprouting arms on the ground randomly.

"You keep forgetting that."

He turned his head some more, resting against hers, nose in her hair and inhaling her scent with closed eyes.

"I can't comprehend. I feel nothing but hate for him since the first day I met him. I'd hate him with our without what he has done in the City. But it only made me hate him more. I just don't understand."

"Why do you hate him so much? I can see your reason, but hating him for such a long time already... Are you jealous? Is he that different from you when you both want to kill? Blood lust is always blood lust," she said rationally, growing an arm close to the playing birds, accidentally scaring them away.

Why? Because he was always faster, stronger, better. People would always look up to him, in fear or respect. People would only praise him, though all of CP9 had amazing abilites. Because he overshadowed them all. Because he attacked Robin. Because everyone, Kaku and even Robin would respect him out of fear. Because Lucci made Jyabura seem weak. No matter how strong he grew, he'd just stay weak forever, lost in Lucci's shadow. But no one would ever understand it or simply take it serious.

He inhaled sharply and sighed. "Because... he's a cat" he answered.

The corner of Robin's mouth twitched into a slight smirk momentarily, amused by the unexpected but actually obvious reaction. "Acceptable answer," she chuckled, growing hands on his head to fondle his hair for a bit. Everything seemed so much better when she was able to smile, no matter the cause. And even though this moment was so simple and so fragile, she knew she'd cherish it forever.

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