DISCLAIMER- If I owned Trigun, do you really think I'd be a poor, 13-year-old girl living in Ohio? No… I'd be a RICH 13-year-old girl living in… Ohio. But in a bigger house! The thingy-dingy is, I no own Vash, or any Trigun. But I want to hug whoever created it! ^_^

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CHAPTER ONE- NOT SO SOUND LIFE

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Vash was staying in an Inn with Milly and Meryl. They were in a town simply called Whatchamacalliton. (A/N- Can you tell I'm hyper? ^_^) Vash was lying on his bed, his coat thrown over a nearby chair and his body under the covers, his hands behind his head. He had successfully counted the number of bumps of the ceiling a few hundred times, and also counted Milly's "snore-per-minute" count. Poor Meryl, having to deal with a snorer like that. Basically, Vash couldn't sleep. He had no idea why, as he was stone cold sober and nothing new had happened to his psysical or mental being. He sat up and groaned.

          "I'm not gonna get to sleep…" He groaned to himself. Suddenly, his ears picked up a voice. Singing. He scotched to his window and opened it, scaring the sleeping black cat, who fell off with a "NAYO!" Vash ignored it and focused his hearing to find out who that was, and what they were singing. He deducted it was a girl, possibly a woman, and as soon as she began singing in English, Vash nearly screamed.

          "So... On the first night,
From somewhere a pebble falls onto the earth.
So... On the second night,
The children of the pebble join hands and scratch out a waltz.
Sound Life…" The beautiful voice sang. Vash looked out on the horizon, desperate to see who it was. His eyes focused on a figure standing on a roof of a building only a few yards away.

          "Who… No… no, it can't be. I must be too tired," Vash muttered to himself, shaking his head and dismissing the thought that formed, "It just couldn't…" Yet the girl sang.

          "So... On the third night
A wave crashes down on the children of the waltz
So.. On the fourth night
The children of the wave splash up onto the shore
Sound Life" The voice rang into Vash's mind, bringing one and only one person to mind.

          "No… she died. Knives killed her… So long ago…" (A/N- Enough hints, kiddos?)

          "So... On the fifth night
The pieces beat onto the world over and over
So... On the sixth night
The travelers gather to that signal
Sound Life" The girl sang on, oblivious to the tears forming in Vash's eyes. As if she could see him. Vash, upon inspection of her, realized she was facing the two moons, her very long black hair being tossed around slightly in the breeze. She pulled up an arm and brushed it back.

          "It couldn't…"

          "So... On the seventh night
The weightless ship rushes to the sky
So... On the eighth morning
A song from somewhere reaches the ear
Sound Life" Her hand dropped down to her side, brushing against her tucked in, but still quite baggy white t-shirt and jeans.

          "It is…"

          "Well... In a new sky
The song that told of everything echoes
Sound Life
Sound Life" She turned, her mouth curled to a smile even Vash could see. And her yellow oval shape over a green triangle necklace pendant rested gently on her chest.

          "Rem…" Vash murmered as she disappeared with a small nod. Vash sat back on his bed, tears streaming down his face. "Now I know I won't get to sleep." He still fell back and tried, but only began connecting the bumps on the celing to form a portrait of Rem Saverem, his technical adopted mother.

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OOOO! Tehe, me evil. Uh… review, as this ish my first Trigun ff. Pleease be gentle.