Im just tired of seeing fics that r Meryle and Vash.. this is my first try
at a trigun fanfic hope its ok ^^'. So tell me to continue or not ^^'.
Neway this is a Millie/Wolfwood fanfic, I don't think there are enough of
them. Legato comes back, alive, after a year and tells Mille that he has to
leave .her......forever. Oh but first we start when Millie still thinks he
is dead. ^^' Here we go. whoosh!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Petals of a Tear Stained Rose Chapter one: The petal falls.
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Mille stared at the grave. She knew there was nothing in it. Seeing as Vash could never find her true loves body. She had not forgiven him yet. for leaving her. She still loved him, she knew it, Vash knew it, and Meryle knew it. Of course she would never confess to it. It had been almost a year now. She had to get over it. So she had devised a plan she wrote a poem. a poem that expressed how she felt when she first saw his grave. To her this poem was a goodbye letter. She silently placed the envelope down on the grave, and with it a single red rose. She remembered each word in that poem and she sadly sung it in a sad tune
Petals of a tear stained rose Blow through he breeze to those Who have heard the screams and cries Of others who have died A petal brushes across my cheek As I try not to weep Staring through cold, dead, blue eyes It is as if the petals take the place Of the tears that I can not cry Or so it appears All my sorrows blown away With the simple tear soaked rose petals That happened to blow my way I glance up from the fresh new grave To search the skies For those haunting eyes That always seemed to hold a smile Just for me I do not plea I do not beg I do not ask for him To come back from the dead I watch the petals play around In the unprovokeing wind All my sorrow All my pain I watch it sadly as it plays, With those tear stained rose petals That flew my way one day I'll Find the person Who saved me from my soon to be breakdown I had wanted to die To be with him But because of them Here I am
Tears slowly dropped down her cheek as she turned away. She walked back to her car and drove back to where she had been staying. Meryle and Mr. Vash were still chasing Knives. They had begged her to come with them, but it was impossible. She could never go with them. She had told Mr. Vash she had forgiven him for killing her Nicholas.((A/N I know in the episodes it never happened that way but later on there will be a flashback to what Mille thought what happened and had been told what happened. I made it up. so no flames about that please puppyeyez)) He had, had to or be killed, and have the world destroyed w/ it. She understood, but she couldn't bring herself to truly believe that it was entirely Wolfwood's and Mr. Vash's brother, Knives, Fault. She quickly pushed that thought out of her head. Mr. Vash would of never killed Wolfwood unless he had to. That was a fact and she knew it.
She pulled into the driveway of her small new home. It had a kitchen a living room with a sofa, love seat, and T.V. She put her coat on the coat rack and walked to her bedroom to change into something more comfortable. Her bedroom had a small bed with a dresser to match and a closet with little clothing in it.
Sure she had been doing well at the insurance company since she had been given a raise, but she didn't like a lot of material items. She changed into a sweatpants and a long t-shirt. It was her day off. She collapsed on her bed, and her kitty jumped on her lap. "Why hello there Sam, how are you?" she petted her black cast unusually large head. She had found him at the graveyard. He had seemed familiar, but she couldn't place his furry face. She uncontrollably fell into a deep sleep. She hadn't slept in days, Seeing as the anniversary of Wolfwood's death had been approaching.
~!!!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!the next morning~!~!~!~!!~!~!~!!!~
Mille awoke from a very strange dream. She had been talking to Wolfwood like usual. Then he just disappeared. It was his anniversary. The death of him was a year ago today. She ignored the tears trying to go down her face. She sat up and pulled a cover off of her. Wait. I didn't have a cover over me when I went to sleep.a confused puzzled look had come over her. She looked over at Sam and wondered, could Sam of done that? No, that was impossible, Sure Sam was smart, but not THAT smart. Then the scent of Pancakes came up to her nose. I wonder, have Vash and Meryle returned? Did they catch Mr. Knives? Mille stood up and took a green silk robe off of a hook on the wall and tied it around her.
Silently she walked into the bathroom and brushed her hair and teeth, knowing that Mr. Vash and Meryle would come knocking on her door any second now. After a couple of minutes, there was no knock. Her curiosity got the best of her, and hoping a lightning bolt wasn't coming down to kill Sam right now ((A/N curiosity killed the cat.get it.. Sam's a cat...*sweat drop* never mind ^^')) She walked into the living room. Planning on seeing Mr.Vash watching the T.V that happened to be on. She was disappointed to see the coach empty except for a quilt that had come from the closet down the hall. The scent of pancakes got stronger as she neared the kitchen door. A thought struck her. What if it was a robber.. or a murderer..or worst a squatter!!! (A/N a person who decides to sit in peoples homes until they are allowed to live in them))
This was her house and no one was going to share it with her. She silently got her stun gun from the closet, and tip toed to the door. This person had another thing coming to him if he thought this girl was going to be taken advantage of easily.
She stood up straighter with courage taking control of her body. This was HER house not THERE house. What if it was Vash and Meryle though? She would seem rude. They were her friends and she would be threatening them. Oh! What to do. This was so confusing.
She was about to put the gun down when another thought struck her. They would understand completely and even be happy that she would defend herself. She sighed with relief as she picked the gun back up. She was about to the kick the swinging door open when the door slammed into her head. She fell to the ground Unconscious.
~!!!~!!~!!~!~!~!~!~!sometime later~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
Mille woke up to a bright light. She was back in her bed under another cover. Puzzled she opened her eyes and gasped. There before her was the person who caused her so much pain, but love at the same time. The person she had gotten over yesterday. The person who was supposes to be dead. Instead of cold pale skin, He had a smug grin on his face as he had a dew- wet envelope in his hand.
"Never knew u were a poet Millie" he said smugly, "This is a damn good one" his smile increased as her eyes widened.
"Wolfwood........." was all she could say as she was swept into his arms.
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Would write more but I have to go get my cast on my ankle, I broke it by standing up. I named the cat after my friend Sammie ^^' well read and review plz ^^'
Petals of a Tear Stained Rose Chapter one: The petal falls.
~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!!~
Mille stared at the grave. She knew there was nothing in it. Seeing as Vash could never find her true loves body. She had not forgiven him yet. for leaving her. She still loved him, she knew it, Vash knew it, and Meryle knew it. Of course she would never confess to it. It had been almost a year now. She had to get over it. So she had devised a plan she wrote a poem. a poem that expressed how she felt when she first saw his grave. To her this poem was a goodbye letter. She silently placed the envelope down on the grave, and with it a single red rose. She remembered each word in that poem and she sadly sung it in a sad tune
Petals of a tear stained rose Blow through he breeze to those Who have heard the screams and cries Of others who have died A petal brushes across my cheek As I try not to weep Staring through cold, dead, blue eyes It is as if the petals take the place Of the tears that I can not cry Or so it appears All my sorrows blown away With the simple tear soaked rose petals That happened to blow my way I glance up from the fresh new grave To search the skies For those haunting eyes That always seemed to hold a smile Just for me I do not plea I do not beg I do not ask for him To come back from the dead I watch the petals play around In the unprovokeing wind All my sorrow All my pain I watch it sadly as it plays, With those tear stained rose petals That flew my way one day I'll Find the person Who saved me from my soon to be breakdown I had wanted to die To be with him But because of them Here I am
Tears slowly dropped down her cheek as she turned away. She walked back to her car and drove back to where she had been staying. Meryle and Mr. Vash were still chasing Knives. They had begged her to come with them, but it was impossible. She could never go with them. She had told Mr. Vash she had forgiven him for killing her Nicholas.((A/N I know in the episodes it never happened that way but later on there will be a flashback to what Mille thought what happened and had been told what happened. I made it up. so no flames about that please puppyeyez)) He had, had to or be killed, and have the world destroyed w/ it. She understood, but she couldn't bring herself to truly believe that it was entirely Wolfwood's and Mr. Vash's brother, Knives, Fault. She quickly pushed that thought out of her head. Mr. Vash would of never killed Wolfwood unless he had to. That was a fact and she knew it.
She pulled into the driveway of her small new home. It had a kitchen a living room with a sofa, love seat, and T.V. She put her coat on the coat rack and walked to her bedroom to change into something more comfortable. Her bedroom had a small bed with a dresser to match and a closet with little clothing in it.
Sure she had been doing well at the insurance company since she had been given a raise, but she didn't like a lot of material items. She changed into a sweatpants and a long t-shirt. It was her day off. She collapsed on her bed, and her kitty jumped on her lap. "Why hello there Sam, how are you?" she petted her black cast unusually large head. She had found him at the graveyard. He had seemed familiar, but she couldn't place his furry face. She uncontrollably fell into a deep sleep. She hadn't slept in days, Seeing as the anniversary of Wolfwood's death had been approaching.
~!!!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!the next morning~!~!~!~!!~!~!~!!!~
Mille awoke from a very strange dream. She had been talking to Wolfwood like usual. Then he just disappeared. It was his anniversary. The death of him was a year ago today. She ignored the tears trying to go down her face. She sat up and pulled a cover off of her. Wait. I didn't have a cover over me when I went to sleep.a confused puzzled look had come over her. She looked over at Sam and wondered, could Sam of done that? No, that was impossible, Sure Sam was smart, but not THAT smart. Then the scent of Pancakes came up to her nose. I wonder, have Vash and Meryle returned? Did they catch Mr. Knives? Mille stood up and took a green silk robe off of a hook on the wall and tied it around her.
Silently she walked into the bathroom and brushed her hair and teeth, knowing that Mr. Vash and Meryle would come knocking on her door any second now. After a couple of minutes, there was no knock. Her curiosity got the best of her, and hoping a lightning bolt wasn't coming down to kill Sam right now ((A/N curiosity killed the cat.get it.. Sam's a cat...*sweat drop* never mind ^^')) She walked into the living room. Planning on seeing Mr.Vash watching the T.V that happened to be on. She was disappointed to see the coach empty except for a quilt that had come from the closet down the hall. The scent of pancakes got stronger as she neared the kitchen door. A thought struck her. What if it was a robber.. or a murderer..or worst a squatter!!! (A/N a person who decides to sit in peoples homes until they are allowed to live in them))
This was her house and no one was going to share it with her. She silently got her stun gun from the closet, and tip toed to the door. This person had another thing coming to him if he thought this girl was going to be taken advantage of easily.
She stood up straighter with courage taking control of her body. This was HER house not THERE house. What if it was Vash and Meryle though? She would seem rude. They were her friends and she would be threatening them. Oh! What to do. This was so confusing.
She was about to put the gun down when another thought struck her. They would understand completely and even be happy that she would defend herself. She sighed with relief as she picked the gun back up. She was about to the kick the swinging door open when the door slammed into her head. She fell to the ground Unconscious.
~!!!~!!~!!~!~!~!~!~!sometime later~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
Mille woke up to a bright light. She was back in her bed under another cover. Puzzled she opened her eyes and gasped. There before her was the person who caused her so much pain, but love at the same time. The person she had gotten over yesterday. The person who was supposes to be dead. Instead of cold pale skin, He had a smug grin on his face as he had a dew- wet envelope in his hand.
"Never knew u were a poet Millie" he said smugly, "This is a damn good one" his smile increased as her eyes widened.
"Wolfwood........." was all she could say as she was swept into his arms.
~! ~!~!~!~!~!~!A/N~!~!~!~!~!~!~
Would write more but I have to go get my cast on my ankle, I broke it by standing up. I named the cat after my friend Sammie ^^' well read and review plz ^^'
