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The Italic words are their thoughts.
Everything seemed to be quite in the town of June. Vash was passing through the town with Knives. Their hands were cuffed together. Knives seemed to start to get use to it by now. It had been at least six months since Vash had shot Knives unconscious. Vash had decided to not let Knives stay in one place for too long only because Knives still was not used to being around humans. To Merrill and Millie he was still dangerous another reason for Vash to keep him on the constant move. Knives was starting to see why Vash had been the way he was, but he did not want to show it. Knives has always been to prideful. Vash being his twin brother knew it with out Knives showing or telling him. To Knives they seemed to be wondering aimlessly around. Vash noticed that Knives looked down at his hand in the cuffs as his stomach growls. Vash sees that they were nearing a diner. He leads Knives on to the porch. He stops before going in he looks at Knives. Knives stares at Vash as he moves to uncuff their hands.
"Knives I trust you. Come on lets eat. I'm hungry."
"Yeah, sure."
Knives rubs his hands and follows Vash in the diner and sits down across the table from Vash. Vash smiles at his as they wait for a waitress to help them. A small lady dressed in a pink ruffled dress and a white apron approached them and placed tow menus in front of each of them. As Vash opens his menu she stares at Knives. Knives waits for Vash to say something but he seems to content with the menu. Knives tries to find the words to say to this lower specimen but he looks helplessly at the menu in front of Vash's face.
'What do I say. Obviously something is wrong. She won't stop looking at me.'
Vash looks up from his menu.
"I'll have a plate of donuts and 3 pancakes, 2 eggs, bacon, rice, orange juice and water. Are you going to order something Knives?"
"Oh yeah, I'll have what he's having."
Vash grabs Knives menu and places it on top of his, then hands the menu to the waitress. She does not take them. Vash looks up. She was staring at Knives. Knives was intriguingly looking at the table. Not much to look at, but he was obviously trying not to look at her.
"Is there something wrong Miss?"
She just stood there and stared at Knives. She did not blink. She seemed either to be terrified by him or something else. Knives did not seem to like it much.
"The man with the blue hair."
A flash of a tall man with blue hair and yellow eyes blinked in his mind. Legato. They man who had at one time caused real pain to send two people that he cared for to leave him. A good friend and a woman he felt was his mother. Wolfwood. Ren. He looked at the woman who had caused him pain once again.
"Did you bring him here?"
"No more Toki!"
"I'm sorry she hasn't quit talking about it since the crash that happened here. She is just paranoid. Your order is coming up."
"What crash?"
"A crash that happened two days ago. It is on the outskirts. No one could find the way in to see if anyone survived. But since no one has come out of it we all assumed that no one survived."
Vash looks at Knives, but Knives was all ready looking at him. The girl walked away without looking back. She seemed discouraged by the yelling of her boss. After while of silence she brought their food out. They finished their meal in silence.
"So, where was this crash again?"
"The out skirts of town to the east."
"You're not planning on going out there are ya?"
As the cook and Waitress turned around they saw an empty table and the money was left on the table. The doors swung close as they looked at the table. Vash brings out the handcuffs and reaches for Knives hand, but Knives hands it to him and waits for him to place the cuffs on. Vash pushes Knives' hand away and places the handcuffs in his pocket. Knives is taken back by Vash's act.
"Thanks."
Vash just smiled and walked down the stairs and walk from the sun. He stops and motions for Knives to follow him. Knives walks down the steps and follows Vash as he heads toward the outskirts of the town. After awhile the heat waves rose in the desert as they walked to ward the eastern outskirts. IN the distance Knives noticed a dark shining object blinking at the edge of the horizon. He touched Vash on the shoulder and points at the enlarging object. Vash looks at the object then brakes into a run after he recognizes the classification of the object sticking out of the sand. Knives had not seen one in years, not since he had left Vash alone for the first time. Knives runs after Vash.
Millions of ideas ran through Knives' head. He could leave this dead planet. He could take Vash with him away from these horrible specimen, who have no idea who to treat him or how to understand them. He could finally…he runs into Vash and they roll down the sand.
The fallen object stops them from rolling any farther. The medal seemed cold in the blazing sun. Knives pushed Vash from off him and stands up brushing off the sand. He turns around to see Vash still lying there seeing stars. He bends down and pulls Vash up and begins to bust him off.
"Thanks"
Knives looked past Vash. There was an illegible number on the side of the ship. It seemed to be scraped and burned but mostly covered in sand. Knives reaches past Vash and touches the metal. He pulls his hand way.
"What's wrong?"
"Its cold, like ice. But, I can feel energy running through it."
He reaches to touch it again.
"It is warm energy. IT is soaking up the light from the sun to protect something inside. Something is still alive in there."
Vash raises his hand to touch the ship but Knives was blindly touching the surface with his hand.
"What is it Knives?"
"There is no water left. It is going to die if we don't find away in."
Vash smiles to hear that Knives cares. Vash then starts to feel around the ship to find anything that might let them in.
"Knives, it's too big. At this rate will never find a way in."
"We have to!"
"Knives, what is it?"
"IT wasn't supposed to happen."
"What wasn't supposed to happen?"
Knives continues to feel aimlessly around.
"Knives? Knives!"
" No wonder they couldn't find any opening. Look."
Vash looks at the small indents in the beaten silver metal. They seemed to be hands. There was four. But they all ready had lines and grooves in them. At they tips of the fingers were fingerprints. Vas h looks at the set of hands he was standing in front of. Takes off the glove on his right hand and examines his palm and fingers, then back at the handprints in the metal. Each line groove was same as the ones on his hands. Vash shakes his head and gets closer to inspect the fingers. Every curse and wrinkle was the exact same as his. He turns to Knives to see that Knives was all ready starting to stick his hand into the grooves in front of him.
"Don't."
It came out as an audible whisper. Knives stops and turns toward Vash. They stood in silence. Vash holds his left arm.
"I don't have my left arm…remember?"
A flash of a white office with Vash standing by the door he was pointing a gun. Knives' laughter and a shot that sends Vash's arm flies away from him leaving his bleeding and crying in pain.
In a second it is gone. Silence is all that is left.
Then a flicker of a man with blue hair and yellow eyes replaces it. He was dressed in white. He had spikes on the shoulder armor. He was holding his left hand up and speaking inaudible words to a shadow in the distance. He was pledging his honor to it. He promises suffering to the owner of the arm. Vash. The image dissolves.
Vash looks at his left arm then up at Knives. Knives exhales heavily. Then looks up Vash. Vash looks at the handprints. The one on the left hand prints, wrinkles, grooves dissolve into the metal and show a flat hand. Vash is taken back. Knives smiles.
"I guess that solves our problem."
Knives places his hands into the grooves. Vash does the same. A light surrounds their hands. A red light pumps thought to the top of their hand, first showing their veins then showing their fingerprints. Then the light flashed and they closed their eyes. The feeling of the solid disappears. Knives and Vash open their eyes to see that the metal of the ship was gone. A dark hall has replaced it.
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-BlackDragon7