Okay this is just some rambles from me; I don't know if it's any good or not, but what the heck, the idea just came to me. This takes place before the actual series. I don't know if I'll wind the actual series in later, I might. Anyway, please review and tell me what you think!!!
Disclaimer: I'll only say it once: Me? Own Trigun? You must be off your rocker.
(Thoughts, speech, "dialouge")
Love & Peace! Jayrynn
A Trigun Love Story
Vash is doomed to wander the planet of Gunsmoke with an extended lifespan beyond that of ordinary humans. Never staying anywhere long, he leaves before he watches his friends grow old and die before him, while he always stays the same. He also opposes his evil twin brother, Knives, whose goal in life is to capture the remaining plant life on Gunsmoke, and to rid the planet of the humans, the 'inferior race.' Vash must stop him before it's too late, but he didn't anticipate one thing: Her.
Chapter 1
The bus purred, idling on the sandy road on the way to Flori. More passengers crammed onto the tiny bus, frantically taking up empty seats. The last passenger searched around in a frenzy, and plopped down into the last empty seat next to a girl whose nose was buried in a paper.
"Sorry," he said, squeezing past her to sit down.
"S'alright." she replied quietly, trying to ignore him. She could feel his eyes on her and it made her nervous.
"What are you reading?" he asked enthusiastically.
She snapped her head up and met his gaze, but only for a second. Those eyes... "Just some articles. Anything to pass the time."
There was a pause.
"May I read too? It's a long way to town."
She looked up again, and managed to hold his gaze. He was not a bad looking man. His warm blue-green eyes behind the orange lenses and blonde spiky hair were quite attractive... But that red trench coat...?
"Um... sure." She peeled apart the newspaper, handing him a section.
"Thanks." he replied, smiling. She put down her head again.
"I'm Vash, by the way."
Her curious emerald eyes met his.
"Jinx." she said.
He smiled again. "Pleasure to meet you."
"Sure." she replied, managing a weak smile. Vash turned to his section of the paper, and she did the same.
An hour passed. She was so tired. I should rest. She thought. Folding up the newspaper, she tilted her head back against the seat and shut her eyes. But only for a moment.
A loud bang echoed throughout the bus, and she jolted upright in alarm. The bus stopped, and cries erupted from angry passengers. The driver leapt up and skipped down, opening up the smoking hood.
"Oh, now I'll never make it to Flori." Jinx muttered irritably under her breath. She hopped up and off the bus to talk to the driver.
"How much farther to Flori?"
"Oh, two or three miles, I believe."
She thanked him and skipped back onto the bus. I can walk two or three miles. Piece of cake. She rushed back to her seat and gathered her things.
"Going somewhere?" Vash asked curiously.
"I'm walking to Flori. It's only two or three miles. You can keep the paper. Goodbye!"
She hopped off the bus again and started walking in the direction of the town. She hadn't gotten very far when she heard footsteps behind her. It was Vash.
"You again?" she asked, puzzled.
"Well, if you are going to walk to Flori, don't you think you should at least have some company?"
"Well..." she looked him over again. Why was he following her? Did he know? "I guess we can walk together to the town." She rearranged the sloppy bun at the nape of her neck. "Let's go."
It was almost dark when they reached town. The bus sauntered up just after they reached the gates(the irony). Jinx made her way to a hotel, and Vash followed close at her heels.
"Any reason why you are still following me?" she asked.
"Oh." said Vash. He paused, looking confused. "I don't really know."
He began to turn, but something sparked inside her. "Vash — " She bit her lip, and he turned. "Would you like to stay a while?" What made her say that? She'd never done anything like that.
Vash's eyes lit up. "Sure." And he followed her up to the room.
Soon they were sitting on the couch drinking coffee.
"So, what are you doing in Flori?" Jinx asked, taking a sip.
"Oh, nothing really... I go from place to place."
"So do I." she replied. "I've got no family or friends to tie me down."
"No family?"
"No... not anymore." Suddenly she froze, her eye's wide, and cupped her mouth. She turned away from Vash.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"Jinx." Vash said, his voice full of sorrow. "I am so sorry. I know what's it's like to loose someone you love."
She turned back then, and saw Vash looking down sadly into his cup. A part of her was screaming to comfort him. But the other part was screaming for her to stay away.
She touched his hand. "I'm sorry."
"Let's change the subject." Vash said, his face lifting.
And so they talked and talked and talked. But eventually sleep over-powered her. She hadn't slept in so long. Her eyes drooped, and she knew no more.
Suddenly Jinx shot up, jolting awake. Panting, she passed a hand over her face, trying to calm herself. They were coming. She touched the thick leather bracelet that covered her right wrist. Pulling it off, she traced out the small, moon-shaped scar on the underside of her wrist. They were coming, and they were close.
"Jinx? Are you alright?"
She jumped. "Vash? What are you doing here?"
"You fell asleep, so I put you to bed, then I heard you cry out, so I came to check on you." He counted these off on his fingers. "I have the room next door." He smiled his handsome smile. "So are you alright?"
"Yes." she answered quickly. "I'm alright it was just a... nightmare..."
Vash walked in and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at her. "You're shaking." He touched her hand. She shrank away, pulling her bare wrist to her chest. Turning her head she looked out the window at the moon, biting her lip. But the tears still came. They rolled silently down her cheeks, like liquid silver in the moonlight. Her body now shook with abandoned sobs. She felt Vash pull her to his chest, and she gasped. No, no! I can't! Not with anyone. It wasn't possible!
"Shh, shh... it's alright." Vash whispered. He stroked her back gently. She clung desperately to him, rigid in his arms. But her consciousness was slipping away, and soon the darkness came again.
She woke with the bright morning light shining through the windows. Jinx sat up in bed and stretched, yawning. She gazed around sleepily, trying to remember. Then she saw Vash, still fast asleep in the chair across from the bed. Smiling, she got up and made coffee, and went to change into some new clothes. She returned, and Vash was still asleep. His head was lolled on his hand, mouth slightly open. His legs were arched out to their full extent, revealing the toned muscles beneath the skin tight fabric. His arms were mush the same. Her eyes wandered over the details casually, and then she spotted the gun. It was a large, clumsy thing, yet the sleek silver gave it an almost wicked air. Instinctively, she touched the moon-shaped scar on her right wrist. Could he really be Vash the Stampede? Impossible. The real Vash would have probably demolished the town by now. Vash must just be a common name.
Suddenly, he woke, and his beautiful aqua eyes lighted upon her. She flushed, embarrassed that he had caught her staring.
"Good morning." she said.
"Morning." he replied, stretching and yawning.
"You didn't have to stay, you know."
"It didn't feel right to leave you." Vash yawned again. "So what were you dreaming about?"
She clutched her wrist, which Vash noticed. "Bad things." She turned back to the bed and fished out the leather bracelet and fastened it around her wrist. "What say you about some breakfast?" she smiled, hauling up her bag. "I have to leave before this afternoon, so—"
"You shouldn't do that." Vash said, cutting her off.
"Why not?" she asked, puzzled.
"Because you don't have the energy."
She gasped. How could he tell? Who is he? "W-what?"
"You are near collapsing. The way you move... all you muscles are stiff with fatigue; you've over-used them somehow..."
"How...?" she said after a pause.
"Believe me, I can tell." he replied cryptically. "Go back to bed. I'll get breakfast."
And without another word, he was gone.
Jinx stood for a moment, shocked. How had he seen so much, just by looking at her? But, as much as she hated to admit it, everything he had said was true. Her muscles were screaming in agony with each step. But she was thankful that he had made her realize it. She needed to be as strong as she could be.
Days passed. And she healed. Vash was a good doctor; he made her stay in bed and eat her meals. She was better in a matter of days. Standing in front of the mirror, she fixed her sloppy bun and straightened her clothes. Time to move on. Once again.
"Do you really have to go?" Vash asked, leaning against the doorway.
"Yes." she replied, bowing her head. "I can't stay anywhere for long. It's bad for everyone."
"I know how that feels." he whispered sadly.
Jinx closed her eyes and bit her lip. She was a fool! She should have left when she'd planned.
"Vash, I'm sorry. I can't stay."
He nodded. "So I guess this is goodbye?"
Slinging the satchel over her shoulder, she nodded. Walking past him, she stopped, but didn't look up. "Goodbye, Vash." she whispered. "Thank you... for everything."
"Goodbye, Jinx." he said.
She left through the open door, and handed in her keys at the desk. Stepping outside in the sizzling heat, her heart beat painfully in her chest. She walked on, clenching her fist in pain. It was better this way. She convinced herself.
Suddenly the ground shook beneath her feet, and she came to a halt.
"Oh no." she whispered, scanning the surrounding sandy dessert. The demon could be seen even at this great distance, loping toward the town. People started screaming and chaos erupted.
"NO!" yelled Jinx, running toward the gate. She frantically beat against the rushing bodies, shoving her way toward the gate. Once outside, she made for the gorge, and the deranged monster followed abruptly. Jinx ran as fast as she could, her feet beating against the burning sand. But a wave of tiredness washed over her. She hadn't used her legs for so long! But she had to get the demon to those cliffs...
Reaching the canyon, she scaled the cliff wall, running deep into the gorge. The demon was getting to close! She'd have no choice.
Ripping off the leather bracelet, she whirled around, but the demon was upon her. It batted her with its mighty paw and hurled her into the canyon wall. Dazed, she tried to focus. The demon raised its terrible clawed paw again, and snarled. She was going to die.
Then a terrible noise echoed off the canyon walls and the demons' paw exploded. It shrank away, its mangled paw a bloody tangle. She snapped her head up, and saw Vash, gun in hand, running toward the demon.
"RUN!" he yelled, firing again.
Didn't he know she couldn't? She pulled herself up. She had to finish this!
"TAKE COVER!" she yelled, the power crackling in her palms. She turned her hands out toward the beast, and the canyon was filled with a blinding light.