Mirrors and Mortality - Trigun Drabbles

by caliginousAfterlife

One thing's for sure though. He sees right through you – he has since the very beginning – and vise-versa. To each other you're plates of glass – no mirrors. So transparent, yet so hidden from the rest of the world. Walking mysteries. Vash's tongue danced behind his teeth – words he'd never speak. He found himself wondering if Wolfwood had ever loved.

1. Chapter 1

I.

One hand's on his mask and the other's on the trigger. You're aware that when, or if, he rips it from his scarred face you'll see eyes – dark and haunted and fearful. The same bullshit you see in the mirror every morning. The thought that there is a person – a mirror image of you – is absolutely frightening. But your interesting in seeing that you're not the only one.

People as self-aware as Wolfwood aren't good at pretending. This you know. `Been dancing with the same problem for awhile now anyway.

Perhaps he'll be the one to put an end to this madness.