Author's Note: Yes. That's right. I've expanded into Trigun fanfictions, now. Not only did I originate in the masses of the Inuyasha fandom, spill over into the FullMetal Alchemist fandom, and weasel my way into a tiny cranny of the One Piece fanfiction fandom, but now I'm in Trigun, too. (I've always watched Trigun, just never written a fanfiction for it.)
Disclaimer: Trigun, Inuyasha, FullMetal Alchemist and One Piece all belong to their respective owners. But Mister Smuffy is mine.
Warning: There are slight hints at shounen-ai, of the Wolfwood x Vash variety. Don't say I didn't warn you. Because I did. Right here.
Here with You.
You know, travelling on the road, you learn a few things. Like always wear clean underwear and take a shower every few days. You also learn stuff like where the cheapest motels are, and that you can save money by buying a room with one bed, instead of two.
So, being the money pinchers that we are (even though we don't really have that much money to actually pinch), Vash and I rent one-bed rooms.
I wouldn't mind sharing a bed at all with the big guy. If not for one thing:
Vash is a snuggler.
That's right. A snuggler.
Vash wrapped his overtly strong arms around me, burring his face into the tenderness of my back.
I sighed, wiggling away from him.
"No, Mister Smuffy, stop running away," he mumbled incoherently in his sleep and grabbed me, pulling me back.
I could feel him smile into my back. "I love you," he continued in that damn voice of his.
"Yeah, yeah," I grumbled to the sleeping man, "I love you too."
Too bad he was wide awake when he had said that.
(Not that I minded.)
Pour l'amour.
(For the love.)
(Nods rapidly) So, did'cha likes it? D
Note: This was a one-shot, very possibly a one-shot in the Trigun series. I can't promise any more Trigun fanfictions, but I can promise there aren't going to be any more chapters in this story. (Unless stated otherwise later in life. P)