Title: Forgotten Tears
Author: Vash the Stampede aka $$60 Billion Double Dollar Man
Warnings: Nothing here, well...I won't say...^_^. Vash's POV **evil laughter**
Rights: I don't own Trigun or any of the characters associated with it. *;- _-; I wish...*
Date: **started** 1-19-02
~*~*~*~*~*~Prologue~*~*~*~*~*~
People who sin say this: That they had to, so survive. People who sin say this: That it's too late to stop. The shadow called Sin dogs them steadily without saying a word. Remorse and Agony are repeated, to finally end up at Despair. But sinners don't know that if they turn around, there is a light.... a light which keeps shining on them ever so warmly.
~*~*~*~*~*~End of Prologue~*~*~*~*~*~
~Man...this totally sucks...~ I thought, taking a swig of my berban. I had been in the same bar for over, what, 2 freckin hours. ~When is he going to show up...~ I rose to my feet, and payed the waitress. Walking outside, I pulled out a cigarette, and leaned against the wall.
My eyes scanned the area, it had been quite some time since I had been back in the town of July. I lit the cigarette, and laughed quietly to myself. ~I'm turning into a Wolfwood...that's bad...~
I noticed a small girl, walking silently by her mother. They waltzed on past, not even looking in my direction, but I knew that the girl was in turmoil. I pushed away from the wall, and threw the cigarette onto the ground. Stepping on it to make sure it was out, and then put my hand on my colt. ~Still with me, eh?~
I started walking, no where in particular. I had planned on leaving town today, so I could get back to August, and my injured friend.
"Mr. Vash...what are you doing here?", a familiar voice asked, it was the Insurance girl, Milly Thompson.
"Nothing...why do you want to know, Milly?", I asked her, continuing to walk away.
"Well...I thought you might like this...", Milly replied, offering the Cross Punisher to me. I stared at her through my sunglasses, and sighing heavily. ~Damn...need to get back to August, and she wants me to carry that?!~
"Yeah...sure...whatever...", I said, taking the Cross roughly from her. She frowned, and turned. I sighed again. ~Don't be rude, Vash...it isn't like you...~
"Eh..sorry Milly...", I started, smiling slightly as she smiled, "Been on the edge lately..."
"It's understandable...so has Sempai...", Milly replied, patting my shoulder with care.
"Good, now...back to leaving...see ya around..", I said, turning and continuing my walk.
"Bye, Mr. Vash...hope Mr. Priest is ok...", Milly yelled, waving at me as I waved back. ~She has a good heart, just not sure where her brain went off to...~ I chuckled at the thought.
I walked outside of town, smiling the fake smile I always wore now. For Wolfwood...for all the people who had paid the ultimate price for my actions. I put the Cross Punisher in the seat of a rickety old jeep I had bought, or, well...Lina gave to me. I started it up, and started driving toward the next town, August.
~The wind feels nice...and so does the warm weather...~ I smiled, hoping that a Sandworm didn't need dinner as of now. The Cross clinged and clanked a bit, the handguns probably. And the ammunition for the Machine gun, I rested my chin in the palm of my hand, which rested on the door.
I sighed, then realizing that I had reached August already. I pulled into town, parking my jeep in front of a old hotel that I and Wolfwood had stayed at. I picked up the Cross Punisher and heard a small clank. ~My cross..~ I looked down the red collar to my coat, and my silver cross, which I always wore, had clinked against my buckle. ~At least I still have that...~
I walked into the hotel, feeling a little reassured. ~I'll go see Wolfwood tommorow...it's too late to bother him now...~ I smiled a fake one to the clerk of the hotel, checking in, I took my key. I walked up the stairs toward my room, I inserted the key, and turned it. Pushing open the door, I looked around. ~Man...it's different since I've been here..~
There was a shadowed part to the room, where a bottle, ash-tray, and a note were left laying there. ~Nick? No way...he's too injured to move...he couldn't have..~ I leaned the Cross Punisher against the wall, taking off my coat, and revealing my silver cross necklace, and my leather suit.
I sat down in the empty chair, picking up the note, and opening it. ~This writing...it is Nick's! He couldn't have though...he was shot and beaten nearly to death...by Midvalley...~
"Welcome back..Vash the Stampede...", a dark, soothing voice muttered behind me. I opened my eyes, and slowly turned my head around, standing as I did so.
"Who...who are you?", I asked, fear quavering my voice, my eyes full of fear and tears. My hand inched slowly down to my hip, it resting on the long barrel .45 colt.
"It's me...Nick...", Wolfwood replied, smiling, while taking out the cigarette he had between his lips.
"NICK!!", I yelled for joy, and pounced on him, I was smiling and crying. He struggled for air, as I nearly throttled him to death by hugging him.
"ACK!! VASH!! Your gonna kill me!!", Wolfwood yelled, his hands wrapping around my wrists, as I straddled him.
"OH THANK GOD!! I was so worried about you....", I muttered, my eyes softened.
"Well...I nearly did...but...I thought of you..and lived...so now...if you could get off me..", Wolfwood said, taking off his black sunglasses.
"Oh..sorry...", I replied, getting off him. I offered my hand to Wolfwood, he took it. When he was standing, I walked over to the window, leaning on the window pane.
"What's wrong, Tongari?", Wolfwood asked, putting his hand on my shoulder, eyes resting on me solemly.
"Nothing, Nick...I was just hearing her song again...", I replied, looking up into the sky, rain pouring down now. Wolfwood pulled me slightly away from the window, and I did. I walked over to the bed, sitting down upon it.
"I don't know if I can handle this anymore, Nick...Rem...Knives...Jessica...Lina...all of them have now paid the Ultimate Price for my Love and Peace...", I whispered, resting my face into the palms of my hands.
"Vash...don't worry...I'm by your side...and the Insurance Girls..there here too...and well..Meryl likes you a lot...do you like her?", Wolfwood said, sitting next to me. I looked up into his eyes, those storm-colored eyes. Full of sin, and yet full of wisdom.
"I like her as a friend....but my heart goes out to someone else...", I replied, Wolfwood flinched as I put my hand on his shoulder, patting it.
"Milly?", Wolfwood asked, quirking an eyebrow at me for liking the Big Girl of the group.
"No....someone else still...", I replied, standing up, the silver cross clinking against my chest. Wolfwood watched silently as I walked back to the window, sticking my hand out into the rain. Feeling the water rush onto my hand, through my fingers, and onto the sandy ground of Gunsmoke.
"Do I have to ask? Is it...Knives?", Wolfwood asked, standing as well, and walked over to me. He leaned against the wall, taking out his cigarette and smoking it. I heard a soft, melody of a saxophone. ~Midvalley? No...he's dead...long dead..~
"No...he's my brother..and I have to face him...alone...without help..", I said, shaking my head back and forth, trying to get that music out of my head.
"Well...there's only one more person...", Wolfwood started, looking at me, his face full of longing and care, "...would this person you care for...be me?"
I looked over at him, nodding slightly, as my fingers trembled. My whole body shook with fear and compassion for this planet, yet even my friend, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, seemed to good to be true. He had sinned greatly, but he looked so pure and innocent.
I turned, Wolfwood giving me a look of curiousity, I picked up my red coat. Slipping it on, I picked up my black sack, and put on my sunglasses.
"I can't stay, Nick...and don't think of my love for you as gross..but just as an emotion...", I said, walking out of the hotel room, leaving an surprised Wolfwood behind me.
"Vash...I love you too...", Wolfwood whispered, a solitary tear running down his cheek.
~*~*~*~*~*~End of Chapter 1~*~*~*~*~*~
Authors Notes: MAUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! I love angsty stories!! Oh god do I love 'em. Of course by now you know this is a yaoi story. **VashxNick** And I hope you stay tuned to read the next chapter, don't worry, I'll put lemon between the two in either the next chapter or the one afterwards. I don't mind to do so, but I need reviews to do so. XD Or else, this story will die, just like so many of my others. ;-_-;
Sincerely,
Vash the Stampede aka $$60 Billion Double Dollar Man
Author: Vash the Stampede aka $$60 Billion Double Dollar Man
Warnings: Nothing here, well...I won't say...^_^. Vash's POV **evil laughter**
Rights: I don't own Trigun or any of the characters associated with it. *;- _-; I wish...*
Date: **started** 1-19-02
~*~*~*~*~*~Prologue~*~*~*~*~*~
People who sin say this: That they had to, so survive. People who sin say this: That it's too late to stop. The shadow called Sin dogs them steadily without saying a word. Remorse and Agony are repeated, to finally end up at Despair. But sinners don't know that if they turn around, there is a light.... a light which keeps shining on them ever so warmly.
~*~*~*~*~*~End of Prologue~*~*~*~*~*~
~Man...this totally sucks...~ I thought, taking a swig of my berban. I had been in the same bar for over, what, 2 freckin hours. ~When is he going to show up...~ I rose to my feet, and payed the waitress. Walking outside, I pulled out a cigarette, and leaned against the wall.
My eyes scanned the area, it had been quite some time since I had been back in the town of July. I lit the cigarette, and laughed quietly to myself. ~I'm turning into a Wolfwood...that's bad...~
I noticed a small girl, walking silently by her mother. They waltzed on past, not even looking in my direction, but I knew that the girl was in turmoil. I pushed away from the wall, and threw the cigarette onto the ground. Stepping on it to make sure it was out, and then put my hand on my colt. ~Still with me, eh?~
I started walking, no where in particular. I had planned on leaving town today, so I could get back to August, and my injured friend.
"Mr. Vash...what are you doing here?", a familiar voice asked, it was the Insurance girl, Milly Thompson.
"Nothing...why do you want to know, Milly?", I asked her, continuing to walk away.
"Well...I thought you might like this...", Milly replied, offering the Cross Punisher to me. I stared at her through my sunglasses, and sighing heavily. ~Damn...need to get back to August, and she wants me to carry that?!~
"Yeah...sure...whatever...", I said, taking the Cross roughly from her. She frowned, and turned. I sighed again. ~Don't be rude, Vash...it isn't like you...~
"Eh..sorry Milly...", I started, smiling slightly as she smiled, "Been on the edge lately..."
"It's understandable...so has Sempai...", Milly replied, patting my shoulder with care.
"Good, now...back to leaving...see ya around..", I said, turning and continuing my walk.
"Bye, Mr. Vash...hope Mr. Priest is ok...", Milly yelled, waving at me as I waved back. ~She has a good heart, just not sure where her brain went off to...~ I chuckled at the thought.
I walked outside of town, smiling the fake smile I always wore now. For Wolfwood...for all the people who had paid the ultimate price for my actions. I put the Cross Punisher in the seat of a rickety old jeep I had bought, or, well...Lina gave to me. I started it up, and started driving toward the next town, August.
~The wind feels nice...and so does the warm weather...~ I smiled, hoping that a Sandworm didn't need dinner as of now. The Cross clinged and clanked a bit, the handguns probably. And the ammunition for the Machine gun, I rested my chin in the palm of my hand, which rested on the door.
I sighed, then realizing that I had reached August already. I pulled into town, parking my jeep in front of a old hotel that I and Wolfwood had stayed at. I picked up the Cross Punisher and heard a small clank. ~My cross..~ I looked down the red collar to my coat, and my silver cross, which I always wore, had clinked against my buckle. ~At least I still have that...~
I walked into the hotel, feeling a little reassured. ~I'll go see Wolfwood tommorow...it's too late to bother him now...~ I smiled a fake one to the clerk of the hotel, checking in, I took my key. I walked up the stairs toward my room, I inserted the key, and turned it. Pushing open the door, I looked around. ~Man...it's different since I've been here..~
There was a shadowed part to the room, where a bottle, ash-tray, and a note were left laying there. ~Nick? No way...he's too injured to move...he couldn't have..~ I leaned the Cross Punisher against the wall, taking off my coat, and revealing my silver cross necklace, and my leather suit.
I sat down in the empty chair, picking up the note, and opening it. ~This writing...it is Nick's! He couldn't have though...he was shot and beaten nearly to death...by Midvalley...~
"Welcome back..Vash the Stampede...", a dark, soothing voice muttered behind me. I opened my eyes, and slowly turned my head around, standing as I did so.
"Who...who are you?", I asked, fear quavering my voice, my eyes full of fear and tears. My hand inched slowly down to my hip, it resting on the long barrel .45 colt.
"It's me...Nick...", Wolfwood replied, smiling, while taking out the cigarette he had between his lips.
"NICK!!", I yelled for joy, and pounced on him, I was smiling and crying. He struggled for air, as I nearly throttled him to death by hugging him.
"ACK!! VASH!! Your gonna kill me!!", Wolfwood yelled, his hands wrapping around my wrists, as I straddled him.
"OH THANK GOD!! I was so worried about you....", I muttered, my eyes softened.
"Well...I nearly did...but...I thought of you..and lived...so now...if you could get off me..", Wolfwood said, taking off his black sunglasses.
"Oh..sorry...", I replied, getting off him. I offered my hand to Wolfwood, he took it. When he was standing, I walked over to the window, leaning on the window pane.
"What's wrong, Tongari?", Wolfwood asked, putting his hand on my shoulder, eyes resting on me solemly.
"Nothing, Nick...I was just hearing her song again...", I replied, looking up into the sky, rain pouring down now. Wolfwood pulled me slightly away from the window, and I did. I walked over to the bed, sitting down upon it.
"I don't know if I can handle this anymore, Nick...Rem...Knives...Jessica...Lina...all of them have now paid the Ultimate Price for my Love and Peace...", I whispered, resting my face into the palms of my hands.
"Vash...don't worry...I'm by your side...and the Insurance Girls..there here too...and well..Meryl likes you a lot...do you like her?", Wolfwood said, sitting next to me. I looked up into his eyes, those storm-colored eyes. Full of sin, and yet full of wisdom.
"I like her as a friend....but my heart goes out to someone else...", I replied, Wolfwood flinched as I put my hand on his shoulder, patting it.
"Milly?", Wolfwood asked, quirking an eyebrow at me for liking the Big Girl of the group.
"No....someone else still...", I replied, standing up, the silver cross clinking against my chest. Wolfwood watched silently as I walked back to the window, sticking my hand out into the rain. Feeling the water rush onto my hand, through my fingers, and onto the sandy ground of Gunsmoke.
"Do I have to ask? Is it...Knives?", Wolfwood asked, standing as well, and walked over to me. He leaned against the wall, taking out his cigarette and smoking it. I heard a soft, melody of a saxophone. ~Midvalley? No...he's dead...long dead..~
"No...he's my brother..and I have to face him...alone...without help..", I said, shaking my head back and forth, trying to get that music out of my head.
"Well...there's only one more person...", Wolfwood started, looking at me, his face full of longing and care, "...would this person you care for...be me?"
I looked over at him, nodding slightly, as my fingers trembled. My whole body shook with fear and compassion for this planet, yet even my friend, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, seemed to good to be true. He had sinned greatly, but he looked so pure and innocent.
I turned, Wolfwood giving me a look of curiousity, I picked up my red coat. Slipping it on, I picked up my black sack, and put on my sunglasses.
"I can't stay, Nick...and don't think of my love for you as gross..but just as an emotion...", I said, walking out of the hotel room, leaving an surprised Wolfwood behind me.
"Vash...I love you too...", Wolfwood whispered, a solitary tear running down his cheek.
~*~*~*~*~*~End of Chapter 1~*~*~*~*~*~
Authors Notes: MAUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! I love angsty stories!! Oh god do I love 'em. Of course by now you know this is a yaoi story. **VashxNick** And I hope you stay tuned to read the next chapter, don't worry, I'll put lemon between the two in either the next chapter or the one afterwards. I don't mind to do so, but I need reviews to do so. XD Or else, this story will die, just like so many of my others. ;-_-;
Sincerely,
Vash the Stampede aka $$60 Billion Double Dollar Man