(Spacing is still a little messed up...hopefully it isn't too hard to read.)
Title: Hope
Author: endiahna
Summary: Vash mulls over Wolfwood's death…and love. One Shot! W/V pairing
A/N: I decided I would try to write a drabblish piece? of Vash having doubts. I never can seem to get a larger word count when I try these, oh well.
Yeah, yeah Vash is OOC…or at least seems that way. But that is okay; I have seen and done worse.
Perhaps this is what he deserved.
Perhaps he really was a monster, a walking disater.
Everyone died or became injured around him. Whole towns were destroyed and lives were torn apart.
Was this some sort of twisted karma?
Was this his fate, to live the rest of his life alone and surrounded by death?
He had never felt so jaded and alone until now. Not even those many years ago when he had left Knives in the desert. He had been alone then, yet this was so very very different.
He now knew what it felt to love and be loved, if only for a little while.
And that made living almost unbearable.
Nicholas had died, leaving him to wage a war alone. He would have to fight his brother, he would have to fight himself.
Perhaps it would have been better if he never knew what love really was.
Perhaps it would have been easier if he was more like Knves.
If love could not even survive on this planet, then what was the reason to have hope of any kind?
A/N:Love, hate? that is fine