V/W Shounen-ai
"Just 5 Seconds"
Sappherapphy
8*22*1
A.N.- Hi hi hi there, old droogies. Oy vé ismier,
this is not only my first full shounen-ai fic (You wouldn't
think, would you?) but it's
also my first full Trigun fic! Yaay! And yes, it does suck.
Wrote this at 4:30 AM, and I'm not sure how it'll turn
out. Probably a poor attempt at comedy, with alot of
romance in it. Or if you're unlucky, I'll turn it into
a smut fic. I really should write these things after
I write the fic, huh? Well, either way, Meryl's
probably going to die. Don't like? Don't read. Easy as
pie. Flames are welcome... Not like I check my damn mail
anyway. Oh, and there's pooploads of shounen-ai in this
one. And if nobody finds my notebook, we'll get some
blatant yaoi hentai! Huzzah! Actually, the hentai is being
written the exact moment you read this. No, actually, I'm
kidding. I only wish I were that productive *sigh*
Disclaimer- There is no disclaimer for this fic. Sorry.
I'd really like to see at least ione/i of you people
try to subpoena my ass for this. I udare/u you.
And now, for lack of a better title...
"Just 5 Seconds"
"Vaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaash!"
I could've killed that bitch! She called right as Vash and I were
having one of those uncomfortably quiet silences, when nobody knows
what to say. You know, the ones you always see in movies, where the
characters have this great passionate kiss right after about 5 seconds
of silence. Yep. One of those. I'm pretty sure it was about 4.7 seconds
into the unearthly silence when she called him. We weren't looking at each
other. Or even facing each other. But we both knew what the other was
thinking, doing, or thinking about doing. Well, Vash may have. I, Nicholas
D. Wolfwood, could only guess at what he was thinking about doing. I knew
what I would iwant/i him to be thinking. I had a good guess! But now
we'll never find out, because at that particular moment in time, Meryl
burst through the door, screaming about something or other Vash did. Just
three-tenths more of a second, and Vash could have been MINE. All mine. Mine
to love, hold, comfort, kiss, anything I wanted. iAnything./i Now, that
brought some very perverted thoughts to my brain. And apparently it was
noticable. And not just on my face, either. Meryl noticed my aloof smile,
and gave me a funny look. It was funny, that is, until she noticed what else
was wrong about me. The ''down below'' kind of wrong-with-me. She got a
horribly disgusted face, and stopped reprimanding Vash. Vash looked up from
tracing a finger on the bed sheet, in that adorable little way he does when
Meryl lectures him. Ah... I could imagine that finger, lighting tracing the
same circular pattern on my nude chest, as Vash's body was-
"Mr. Priest, that IS DISGUSTING!" Meryl yelled, and walked away at
a very fast pace towards the door, huffing one last time for good measure.
Vash turned. Oooh shit.
"What's wrong, Nick?"
No good can come of this. I stuttered over my words.
"N-nothing, Tongari..."
Then, thanking the Lord for the bed next to me, I discreetly sat on the bed,
then rolled onto my stomach, as if I were tired. Hah! Safe!
"But what was the insurance girl so grossed out over?" Vash inquired
innocently, with his head cocked to the side. No pun intended.
"Not a clue!" I lied. I make a horrible liar when it comes to Vash.
My voice was half muffled by the pillow into which my face was buried. Vash
couldn't see the lovely shade of red my face had turned. My cheeks were so
flushed, I thought the heat would burn through the pillows. Once the blood
had left my face, and other unmentionable places, I rolled over, and yawned.
A very, very fake yawn. Hell, even I didn't believe I was yawning. But Vash
didn't notice. He was already asleep. He was so innocent, yet so strong. I
couldn't tell whether I regarded him as a child to be taken care of, or an
elder with many wise years. He defied all logic in my brain. He was perfect
but imperfect... becoming less and less the man I despised, and more and more
the man I loved. HOW could he DO that? It took me a while to realize that
Vash was awake, and that I was staring directly at his face.
"Err..." I stammered, "S-so..."
Oh, helluva way to start a conversation, Nicholas. Way to go.
Vash smiled at me. A big dopey grin. It's so fake, I know. But I fall in
love with it every time he flashes it to me. I tred to smile back, but to
no avail.
"Let's go get some food!" Vash suggested enthusiastically. That man
is always ready for food. I get the feeling he would eat shoe leather, if it
came right down to it.
"Y-yeah... Let's..." I couldn't get any words out right that morning.
As we both stood up, off the bed, Vash grabbed his trenchcoat and began to
remove his sweatpants and shirt. I found myself staring, again, but this time
it's a sad stare. I wondered what all those scars were from, and who put
them there. It made me so angry to think of how much those scars must have
hurt, emotionally and physically. Once I realized that he was done changing, I
noticed that he was staring at me. Which made me figure out that... I had been
staring at him for the last 3 or 4 minutes. Dammit! That's the second time!
I changed into my suit, and we headed downstairs. The two insurance girls
were waiting. The big one, Milly, was talking to Meryl about her family.
I was still fixated on Vash. WHY couldn't I pry my eyes from him? I probably
looked like an idiot, staring at my partner's ass all day! I am never like
that! What was wrong with me? I tried to stay focused. Meryl flashed me a
disgusted look. Milly just looked confused and smiled. She does have a nice
smile. It's friendly, and it reminds me of the children back in December.
Yeah, there's something I could think about... Milly! She's a girl! I
just kept telling myself that I like Milly! Girls. I don't like guys, I like
girls, I don't like guys, I like girls, I don't like girls, I like guy-DAMMIT!
...Vash Vash Vash Vash...
Milly poked me. "VASH!" I screamed aloud.
"Are you okay, Mr. Priest?" Milly looked worried. Meryl could not have
cared less. She would have looked worried, I'm sure, but I don't think she's
ever going to speak with me again. Not like I would care. But Vash didn't
say a thing. He hardly looked up when I called his name. Stupid Meryl was
yelling at him again. Lecturing him. Does she shut up? She had SO better back
off my man! What the HELL am I saying? I sound like a prepubescent girl with
a crush! Man, I feel like one too! Okay... normal thoughts. Straight
thoughts.
"And what about Mr. Vash?" Milly inquired. Whoops. Forgot about that
part. My mind kept getting away from me. What about Vash? Good question.
"Yeah... What about me?" Vash had a big dumb grin on his face again.
"Are you thinking about taking me to go buy some donuts?" Vash had stars in
his googly eyes.
"Uhh... I dunno." I lied. Was that even a lie? Hell, that was
barely a thought. I need some asprin. Now.
-----
In the donut shoppe. We're in the donut shoppe. Ordering. Ordering donuts in
the donut shoppe.
"And for you, Sir?"
Oy, what kind of donut did I want? A Vash-flavored one. I wanted to taste
Vash, on my tongue... In my mou-
"Sir?" The donut man was getting impatient. Suddenly, I was not that
hungry.
"None for me, thanks..." I wandered aimlessly around the store.
Vash's face was practically glued to the glass, as he listed off every kind
of donut he wanted. Suddenly, the door flew open, and a man flung into the
room. He looked around. He ran up to a man obviously there for his early
morning breakfast before going to work. The man pushed him harshly. Vash was
still ordering donuts.
"Vash the Stampede. You seen him?" the man demanded of him. Vash, at
hearing his 'sacred' name, gave the clerk a cautious smile, and started
inching toward the back door. The leader turned toward my beloved. I sound so
lame when I think stuff like that.
"You!"
Vash sweatdropped, as I looked on. The bounty hunter shoved the man out of
the way, and walked up to Vash.
"Fophead, where are you goin?"
Vash gave him a goofy grin.
"Ahh... Out the door?" He pointed a cautionary finger at the exit.
"I don't think so." The man pulled out a gun. The people in the
donut shoppe gasped slightly and backed toward the walls. The man set the
barrel on Vash's temple. Now, I know Vash is good at getting in, and out of
all sorts of messes, I had NO CLUE how he'd manage to get out of this one.
His eyes averted the big man, and he gave me an ''oooh shit'' look. I nodded
and pulled out my gun. Me, being behind the man, had a good shot at his head.
Instead, I shot him in the back of the knee. He fell, and as he hit the
ground, his gun shot off. The bullet hit the lighting fixture, as Vash
gracefully bounded over the man, and to my side. 'He came to me... not
Meryl!'I thought gleefully. Then I did a bit more thinking. 'Dumbass, you
saved his life, He's just come over here to thank you!' And sure enough...
"Thanks, Nicky!"
Nicky... I love that nickname. And if anyone besides Vash called me that, I'd
blow their head off. As I was thinking to myself, I didn't notice the embers
from the lamp above had began falling towards the gas stove. Meryl noticed,
and screamed.
"GET OUT!" Meryl yelled. Everyone headed towards the exit, and Vash
grabbed my arm, pulling me toward the door. His touch was so gentle. I would
have loved to stay like that forever. Except that the place was going to blow
up. Oh well. We ran across the cobblestone street, and paused, a little short
breathed. I smiled at Vash.
"I...er... Ah... T-thank you..." You, Wolfwood, are a dumbass.
Vash grinned.
"No problem for... Vash the Stampede!" Several people turned to look,
but paid it no mind. Their focus was averted, since the donut shoppe blew up.
It was actually amazing, since we had just been in there about 30 seconds
before.
"You saved my life first, Nicky..." He paused, not knowing what to
say next.
"Umm... that was... ah, no problem either..." And as I had been
the whole day, I was still silent. Vash and I stared at each other, both
speechless, but not caring. 1 second... Neither of us blinked. 2... I leaned
in toward Vash. 3... Vash leaned toward me. We were an inch apart. 4... We-
"SHIT!" I screamed as a donut fell out of the sky and hit me in the
head. What the HELL?
"ITS RAINING DONUTS!" Vash's eyes lit up. It was true. When the donut
shoppe exploded, the donuts had been propelled into the air, and now were
falling rapidly. Vash ran around like a child in the first season's snowfall.
Seeing him like that was almost as good as being so close to him a second
before. Almost. A donut was falling in front of my face, and Vash ran to
catch it. He bumped into me lightly. He stopped squealing. We stared at each
other. 1 second... 2...Oh come on.. 3...So close.. 4... I could feel his
breathe on my face. It smelled of sweet donuts... And then our lips touched.
Five.
That was my new favorite number.
--El Fin!--
Ending A.N.- Oy, was it really that bad? I wrote the last half whilst
drinking the most DISGUSTING green tea I have EVER had the dismay to drink.
Made me feel gross. Sorry. ^^ I suck at first person anyway. And I can't
write from Wolfwood. Or Vash, actually. And why wasn't Kuroneko-sama in this?
And why did Milly get like, two lines? It's the tea, man. Oh, and thank Mrs.
Nilo for the gas stove idea. I was drawing a blank trying to think of
something that'd explode. Sorry for not using the ''Members and Donuts''
thing, Serenity! Maybe later. *wink*
--Sappherapphy
"Just 5 Seconds"
Sappherapphy
8*22*1
A.N.- Hi hi hi there, old droogies. Oy vé ismier,
this is not only my first full shounen-ai fic (You wouldn't
think, would you?) but it's
also my first full Trigun fic! Yaay! And yes, it does suck.
Wrote this at 4:30 AM, and I'm not sure how it'll turn
out. Probably a poor attempt at comedy, with alot of
romance in it. Or if you're unlucky, I'll turn it into
a smut fic. I really should write these things after
I write the fic, huh? Well, either way, Meryl's
probably going to die. Don't like? Don't read. Easy as
pie. Flames are welcome... Not like I check my damn mail
anyway. Oh, and there's pooploads of shounen-ai in this
one. And if nobody finds my notebook, we'll get some
blatant yaoi hentai! Huzzah! Actually, the hentai is being
written the exact moment you read this. No, actually, I'm
kidding. I only wish I were that productive *sigh*
Disclaimer- There is no disclaimer for this fic. Sorry.
I'd really like to see at least ione/i of you people
try to subpoena my ass for this. I udare/u you.
And now, for lack of a better title...
"Just 5 Seconds"
"Vaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaash!"
I could've killed that bitch! She called right as Vash and I were
having one of those uncomfortably quiet silences, when nobody knows
what to say. You know, the ones you always see in movies, where the
characters have this great passionate kiss right after about 5 seconds
of silence. Yep. One of those. I'm pretty sure it was about 4.7 seconds
into the unearthly silence when she called him. We weren't looking at each
other. Or even facing each other. But we both knew what the other was
thinking, doing, or thinking about doing. Well, Vash may have. I, Nicholas
D. Wolfwood, could only guess at what he was thinking about doing. I knew
what I would iwant/i him to be thinking. I had a good guess! But now
we'll never find out, because at that particular moment in time, Meryl
burst through the door, screaming about something or other Vash did. Just
three-tenths more of a second, and Vash could have been MINE. All mine. Mine
to love, hold, comfort, kiss, anything I wanted. iAnything./i Now, that
brought some very perverted thoughts to my brain. And apparently it was
noticable. And not just on my face, either. Meryl noticed my aloof smile,
and gave me a funny look. It was funny, that is, until she noticed what else
was wrong about me. The ''down below'' kind of wrong-with-me. She got a
horribly disgusted face, and stopped reprimanding Vash. Vash looked up from
tracing a finger on the bed sheet, in that adorable little way he does when
Meryl lectures him. Ah... I could imagine that finger, lighting tracing the
same circular pattern on my nude chest, as Vash's body was-
"Mr. Priest, that IS DISGUSTING!" Meryl yelled, and walked away at
a very fast pace towards the door, huffing one last time for good measure.
Vash turned. Oooh shit.
"What's wrong, Nick?"
No good can come of this. I stuttered over my words.
"N-nothing, Tongari..."
Then, thanking the Lord for the bed next to me, I discreetly sat on the bed,
then rolled onto my stomach, as if I were tired. Hah! Safe!
"But what was the insurance girl so grossed out over?" Vash inquired
innocently, with his head cocked to the side. No pun intended.
"Not a clue!" I lied. I make a horrible liar when it comes to Vash.
My voice was half muffled by the pillow into which my face was buried. Vash
couldn't see the lovely shade of red my face had turned. My cheeks were so
flushed, I thought the heat would burn through the pillows. Once the blood
had left my face, and other unmentionable places, I rolled over, and yawned.
A very, very fake yawn. Hell, even I didn't believe I was yawning. But Vash
didn't notice. He was already asleep. He was so innocent, yet so strong. I
couldn't tell whether I regarded him as a child to be taken care of, or an
elder with many wise years. He defied all logic in my brain. He was perfect
but imperfect... becoming less and less the man I despised, and more and more
the man I loved. HOW could he DO that? It took me a while to realize that
Vash was awake, and that I was staring directly at his face.
"Err..." I stammered, "S-so..."
Oh, helluva way to start a conversation, Nicholas. Way to go.
Vash smiled at me. A big dopey grin. It's so fake, I know. But I fall in
love with it every time he flashes it to me. I tred to smile back, but to
no avail.
"Let's go get some food!" Vash suggested enthusiastically. That man
is always ready for food. I get the feeling he would eat shoe leather, if it
came right down to it.
"Y-yeah... Let's..." I couldn't get any words out right that morning.
As we both stood up, off the bed, Vash grabbed his trenchcoat and began to
remove his sweatpants and shirt. I found myself staring, again, but this time
it's a sad stare. I wondered what all those scars were from, and who put
them there. It made me so angry to think of how much those scars must have
hurt, emotionally and physically. Once I realized that he was done changing, I
noticed that he was staring at me. Which made me figure out that... I had been
staring at him for the last 3 or 4 minutes. Dammit! That's the second time!
I changed into my suit, and we headed downstairs. The two insurance girls
were waiting. The big one, Milly, was talking to Meryl about her family.
I was still fixated on Vash. WHY couldn't I pry my eyes from him? I probably
looked like an idiot, staring at my partner's ass all day! I am never like
that! What was wrong with me? I tried to stay focused. Meryl flashed me a
disgusted look. Milly just looked confused and smiled. She does have a nice
smile. It's friendly, and it reminds me of the children back in December.
Yeah, there's something I could think about... Milly! She's a girl! I
just kept telling myself that I like Milly! Girls. I don't like guys, I like
girls, I don't like guys, I like girls, I don't like girls, I like guy-DAMMIT!
...Vash Vash Vash Vash...
Milly poked me. "VASH!" I screamed aloud.
"Are you okay, Mr. Priest?" Milly looked worried. Meryl could not have
cared less. She would have looked worried, I'm sure, but I don't think she's
ever going to speak with me again. Not like I would care. But Vash didn't
say a thing. He hardly looked up when I called his name. Stupid Meryl was
yelling at him again. Lecturing him. Does she shut up? She had SO better back
off my man! What the HELL am I saying? I sound like a prepubescent girl with
a crush! Man, I feel like one too! Okay... normal thoughts. Straight
thoughts.
"And what about Mr. Vash?" Milly inquired. Whoops. Forgot about that
part. My mind kept getting away from me. What about Vash? Good question.
"Yeah... What about me?" Vash had a big dumb grin on his face again.
"Are you thinking about taking me to go buy some donuts?" Vash had stars in
his googly eyes.
"Uhh... I dunno." I lied. Was that even a lie? Hell, that was
barely a thought. I need some asprin. Now.
-----
In the donut shoppe. We're in the donut shoppe. Ordering. Ordering donuts in
the donut shoppe.
"And for you, Sir?"
Oy, what kind of donut did I want? A Vash-flavored one. I wanted to taste
Vash, on my tongue... In my mou-
"Sir?" The donut man was getting impatient. Suddenly, I was not that
hungry.
"None for me, thanks..." I wandered aimlessly around the store.
Vash's face was practically glued to the glass, as he listed off every kind
of donut he wanted. Suddenly, the door flew open, and a man flung into the
room. He looked around. He ran up to a man obviously there for his early
morning breakfast before going to work. The man pushed him harshly. Vash was
still ordering donuts.
"Vash the Stampede. You seen him?" the man demanded of him. Vash, at
hearing his 'sacred' name, gave the clerk a cautious smile, and started
inching toward the back door. The leader turned toward my beloved. I sound so
lame when I think stuff like that.
"You!"
Vash sweatdropped, as I looked on. The bounty hunter shoved the man out of
the way, and walked up to Vash.
"Fophead, where are you goin?"
Vash gave him a goofy grin.
"Ahh... Out the door?" He pointed a cautionary finger at the exit.
"I don't think so." The man pulled out a gun. The people in the
donut shoppe gasped slightly and backed toward the walls. The man set the
barrel on Vash's temple. Now, I know Vash is good at getting in, and out of
all sorts of messes, I had NO CLUE how he'd manage to get out of this one.
His eyes averted the big man, and he gave me an ''oooh shit'' look. I nodded
and pulled out my gun. Me, being behind the man, had a good shot at his head.
Instead, I shot him in the back of the knee. He fell, and as he hit the
ground, his gun shot off. The bullet hit the lighting fixture, as Vash
gracefully bounded over the man, and to my side. 'He came to me... not
Meryl!'I thought gleefully. Then I did a bit more thinking. 'Dumbass, you
saved his life, He's just come over here to thank you!' And sure enough...
"Thanks, Nicky!"
Nicky... I love that nickname. And if anyone besides Vash called me that, I'd
blow their head off. As I was thinking to myself, I didn't notice the embers
from the lamp above had began falling towards the gas stove. Meryl noticed,
and screamed.
"GET OUT!" Meryl yelled. Everyone headed towards the exit, and Vash
grabbed my arm, pulling me toward the door. His touch was so gentle. I would
have loved to stay like that forever. Except that the place was going to blow
up. Oh well. We ran across the cobblestone street, and paused, a little short
breathed. I smiled at Vash.
"I...er... Ah... T-thank you..." You, Wolfwood, are a dumbass.
Vash grinned.
"No problem for... Vash the Stampede!" Several people turned to look,
but paid it no mind. Their focus was averted, since the donut shoppe blew up.
It was actually amazing, since we had just been in there about 30 seconds
before.
"You saved my life first, Nicky..." He paused, not knowing what to
say next.
"Umm... that was... ah, no problem either..." And as I had been
the whole day, I was still silent. Vash and I stared at each other, both
speechless, but not caring. 1 second... Neither of us blinked. 2... I leaned
in toward Vash. 3... Vash leaned toward me. We were an inch apart. 4... We-
"SHIT!" I screamed as a donut fell out of the sky and hit me in the
head. What the HELL?
"ITS RAINING DONUTS!" Vash's eyes lit up. It was true. When the donut
shoppe exploded, the donuts had been propelled into the air, and now were
falling rapidly. Vash ran around like a child in the first season's snowfall.
Seeing him like that was almost as good as being so close to him a second
before. Almost. A donut was falling in front of my face, and Vash ran to
catch it. He bumped into me lightly. He stopped squealing. We stared at each
other. 1 second... 2...Oh come on.. 3...So close.. 4... I could feel his
breathe on my face. It smelled of sweet donuts... And then our lips touched.
Five.
That was my new favorite number.
--El Fin!--
Ending A.N.- Oy, was it really that bad? I wrote the last half whilst
drinking the most DISGUSTING green tea I have EVER had the dismay to drink.
Made me feel gross. Sorry. ^^ I suck at first person anyway. And I can't
write from Wolfwood. Or Vash, actually. And why wasn't Kuroneko-sama in this?
And why did Milly get like, two lines? It's the tea, man. Oh, and thank Mrs.
Nilo for the gas stove idea. I was drawing a blank trying to think of
something that'd explode. Sorry for not using the ''Members and Donuts''
thing, Serenity! Maybe later. *wink*
--Sappherapphy