Just a reminder that I don't own Trigun, oh yes and I would like to know if anyone would like to beta read some stories in the near future as well, it would mean a lot, thanks and I hope you enjoy!

UPDATED CHAPTER

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(this chapter has been updated, some things have sort of changed, I dint like the first one, and some of my chapters are being edited and redone, its taking me time, I'm sorry for not updating earlier , but I promise to get it in as soon as possible, I just found some flaws in my story and need to fix them, thanks!)

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Meryl wrapped her hands on the small delectable mouth watering strawberry ice cream cone. At the time, she would of preferred an ice cream Sunday, but due to there tight budget, she went with the small cone. Ice cream did wonders for her mood, taking a small bite she smiled in delight, its rich, creamy flavor melting in her mouth. Stepping put of the store, she put a hand on her forehead to cover her eyes from the suns hot rays. Walking down the streets she decided to take the longer rout, so she can finish her ice cream in peace and not have to pass paths with that blond idiot Vash, who always seemed to pop out at the worse moment possible-

She nearly screamed as a man fell to the ground, red liquid seeping from the top part of his head as he seemed to have a coughing fit. As she got over the shock, she was about to help him, when his backside resembled a familiar gunman, his coughs died a little as he started to speak,

"I'm sorry, I fell from exhaustion," he curled his hand and placed it in front of his mouth, coughing. "You see, I happen to be a-" he coughed again, this time louder causing his cough to seem fake and forced, "-gunman, who only wants to live a happy… normal life, with a beautiful woman…"

He looked up,

"Such as yourself-"

He looked up and blinked in surprise, then turned his head over to the alley, "Hey! I said I lady!"

Three little boys jumped out from the dark alley, one of the kids a small ketchup bottle, form were, Meryl realized, was were he must of gotten that fake red blood from that dripped from a corner of his spiky hair. One of the boys looked at Vash, fairly annoyed, "she is a lady you idiot!"

"It's not our fault that you're such a bad actor…" the other boy near him mumbled,

"I know this one she's really bitchy! She's nothing like a lady!" he quickly pointed to Meryl as he stared at the boys.

"She doesn't even resemble a lady!"

She couldn't believe what he had said, she felt her face flush with anger. As she clenched her hands tighter, she felt her cone crack and its cold content seep out from the cracks, falling to the ground and quickly melting as it seeped in to the soil. Vash heard the ice cream cone crack as something in side him told him he was forgetting something important, something inside of him clicked, he swallowed, hard. Looking up nervously, realizing what he had just done and awaited the wrath that was soon to come from the small insurance girl. The boys, realizing what was about to happen, disappeared in to the alley. They'd seen that look on there mothers face when there fathers stepped over the line, they didn't want to be in the way of harms way when she exploded. Vash tried to give her a cheesy smile, ketchup dripping pathetically from were it was placed in his hair.

She quietly walked up to Vash, her hands clenched as her head was bent down, her face useable. He sat up straight as he placed his hands in front of his face, shutting his eyes quickly, "Not in the face! Not in the face!"

She walked up to him, wanting to pummel the living crap out of him, for accusing her of not being ladylike, just as she was about to yell at him, she felt something inside of her rise, what was it? Anger? Sadness? Was she really that awful that he would accuse her of being unlady like? Could… he be right? She unclenched her hands, dropping the remainder of the cone to the floor, stepping back, she turned and walked around him so quietly he barely noticed her light footsteps as she walked away from him.

Nearing the hotel, she heard him call her, but ignored it, and continued to walk as she finally made it to the entrance, walking to her room, she opened the door and slammed it shut, startling Millie.

"Hi Meryl, that was a quick walk," Meryl sat down in a small chair.

Millie gave her full attention to her partner, "Meryl?" She asked.

"Yes Millie?" Meryl responded,

Millie pointed out to the window, "I know what happen, usually you would hurt Mr. Vash, but you walked away from him with ought doing that, is something wrong?"

Placing her hands palms up onto her face she leaned down a little, " Vash said something that made me think," Meryl stared at Millie, "he said I don't act like I should,"

Millie looked puzzled, "How should you act?"

Meryl looked up from her crouched position, "I don't know, more… ladylike,"

"Oh Meryl, that's easy," Millie smiled innocently, "Act more like a lady,"

Meryl looked up at the window,

"Yes, I know that Millie, the question is 'how', they don't exactly teach this in school or Bernadally..."

Millie stood up, "I know! I'll help you out, I can help you become a better you!"

Meryl looked away from the window then at Millie, "I don't know Millie…"

Millie urged her partner,

"C'mon Meryl, it will raise you're self esteem! And we can go shopping and buy pudding because in running low and they have a sale here, half price! Since not a lot of people like pudding here, which means that there is more for me!"

Meryl smiled at her friend's optimism, if there was one thing Millie always tried to do, was make her feel better. Getting up, Meryl walked over to the window, watching a small cloud in the sky for a minute, she glanced down at Millie and smiled,

"Lets try it out."