Hey minna! Welcome to my first-ever fanfic! WOW. I've written for a long
time but I've never posted one for others to read! Before I can get started
I have to find Vash and the others! Milly and Meryl have graciously offered
to help me search!
Meryl: I want to know where that jerk is anyway so I can give him a piece of my mind!!
Milly: Just keep things simple, like my little big brother says! Let's just set out some donuts for the trap! * Places donuts within a lasso * When he comes along, just PULL!
Sakura: Wow Milly! Where'd you learn that?
Milly: Cartoons of course!
Sakura: Uh.. Right. now we have to wait for him and devise evil ways to capture the others! Get the rope and chains ready! * Evil laughter * Enjoy the first chapter!
Disclaimer: Come ON, do you really think I own anything?!?!?! I don't even own the car I drive around. Don't sue because it will just be a waste of time, you'll get nothing.
Liquid Sunlight
Chapter 1- Remembrances and the Present
As the twin suns peeked over the horizon, the sky was beautifully colored orange and yellow. The petite woman on the back porch of the small house focused her gaze skyward, not daring to blink as she waited for the definitive second where the sky became its usual cloudless blue. However, as usual, she blinked and the moment was gone, and no trace of the previous colors was left. With a sigh, she returned to sipping the dark coffee in her mug and waited for the day to begin.
"You're thinking about him again, aren't you Meryl?"
Meryl jumped, startled, and whirled around towards the source of the voice. The semi-bulky form of her partner was framed in the doorway, her face uncharacteristically solemn.
"What are you doing up already, Milly? You need your rest," said Meryl, avoiding the question.
"Oh, I just got really hungry!" said Milly with her trademark smile. "We need some more pudding by the way!" She rubbed her slightly protruding stomach and Meryl gave a little giggle.
"I'll pick some up when I go shopping today," said Meryl while standing and stretching her stiff muscles. "We can get an early start on work today, since you're already up."
"Okay!" said Milly cheerfully. "I'll go get dressed." She started to go back into the house but turned around and said, "He'll be back, don't worry. And you'll be so happy, just like I was!" She hurried into the house leaving an open-mouthed Meryl on the porch.
"I don't think I'll be that happy." she muttered into the wind, recalling the afternoon that the love of Milly's life, presumably dead, had returned to her. It had been two months since Vash had left, and both girls were quite depressed. Milly had just finished her normal day's work and had gone to fix a dinner that Meryl would barely touch during the time that Milly could drag her away from the mountain of paperwork she used as a diversion from her sadness. A knock at the door had broken the monotony and surprised both girls.
"I'll get it!' cried Milly in a shadow of her usually cheerful voice. Meryl watched her run down the hallway before returning to a partially completed report. She was soon disturbed, however, by a blood-curdling shriek from her partner. Fearing the worst, Meryl pulled out a few derringers as she rushed to the door, which she promptly dropped at the view from the doorway.
Tears sprang into her eyes as she watched Milly kiss the man whose arms she had leapt into, wrinkling his dark blue suit and running a hand through his dark hair. A gigantic cross, wrapped in canvas, lay in the desert sand beside them. Meryl covered her mouth with both hands as the man gazed up at her with his ice blue eyes and grinned cheekily.
That was almost a month ago. With a slight smirk, Meryl remembered all the noises that came from her and Milly's room all night, banishing her to the room that once belonged to Vash, where she still slept; the fold-away bed she had once occupied in her old room now resided in the closet. She still remembered the first night she spent in his room, climbing under the sheets that smelled so much like him and imagining he was there with her. It had also brought back memories of the days before he left.
.Meryl remembered Milly, covered in dirt, climbing out of the well while she waited in her waitress uniform to have lunch with her.
.She remembered the night she spent sitting on that cliff with Vash. They had sang together, and she sang to him, even working up the courage to scoot closer and lay her head on his shoulder.
.The desperation to save him and the look in his eyes as she stepped in front of the gun aimed at him by the townspeople when they discovered hid true identity popped into her mind.
.With a few tears, Meryl remembered the last time she had gazed into his beautiful aquamarine eyes, the last words he spoke to her, his last wave, and the last flash of his red coat as he walked into the sunrise.
"No, I can't dwell on him!" Meryl said out loud, resolutely wiping her eyes on her sleeve. She turned and marched into the house, leaving her coffee cup in the kitchen before heading into her room and slamming the door shut. She was totally unaware of the two people in the living room.
"Do you think she'll be okay honey?" asked Wolfwood with concern in his voice.
"Yes darling, don't worry," answered Milly. "Meryl is very strong." She grinned. "And besides, she's got me, you, AND some pudding! Friends and pudding make me feel better, just like my big big sister always said!"
Well? Whaddya think? Good, bad, never write again EVER? Go on, click the little button on the left, you know you want to! Please no flames, I'm not that mentally stable!!
~Sakura~
Meryl: I want to know where that jerk is anyway so I can give him a piece of my mind!!
Milly: Just keep things simple, like my little big brother says! Let's just set out some donuts for the trap! * Places donuts within a lasso * When he comes along, just PULL!
Sakura: Wow Milly! Where'd you learn that?
Milly: Cartoons of course!
Sakura: Uh.. Right. now we have to wait for him and devise evil ways to capture the others! Get the rope and chains ready! * Evil laughter * Enjoy the first chapter!
Disclaimer: Come ON, do you really think I own anything?!?!?! I don't even own the car I drive around. Don't sue because it will just be a waste of time, you'll get nothing.
Liquid Sunlight
Chapter 1- Remembrances and the Present
As the twin suns peeked over the horizon, the sky was beautifully colored orange and yellow. The petite woman on the back porch of the small house focused her gaze skyward, not daring to blink as she waited for the definitive second where the sky became its usual cloudless blue. However, as usual, she blinked and the moment was gone, and no trace of the previous colors was left. With a sigh, she returned to sipping the dark coffee in her mug and waited for the day to begin.
"You're thinking about him again, aren't you Meryl?"
Meryl jumped, startled, and whirled around towards the source of the voice. The semi-bulky form of her partner was framed in the doorway, her face uncharacteristically solemn.
"What are you doing up already, Milly? You need your rest," said Meryl, avoiding the question.
"Oh, I just got really hungry!" said Milly with her trademark smile. "We need some more pudding by the way!" She rubbed her slightly protruding stomach and Meryl gave a little giggle.
"I'll pick some up when I go shopping today," said Meryl while standing and stretching her stiff muscles. "We can get an early start on work today, since you're already up."
"Okay!" said Milly cheerfully. "I'll go get dressed." She started to go back into the house but turned around and said, "He'll be back, don't worry. And you'll be so happy, just like I was!" She hurried into the house leaving an open-mouthed Meryl on the porch.
"I don't think I'll be that happy." she muttered into the wind, recalling the afternoon that the love of Milly's life, presumably dead, had returned to her. It had been two months since Vash had left, and both girls were quite depressed. Milly had just finished her normal day's work and had gone to fix a dinner that Meryl would barely touch during the time that Milly could drag her away from the mountain of paperwork she used as a diversion from her sadness. A knock at the door had broken the monotony and surprised both girls.
"I'll get it!' cried Milly in a shadow of her usually cheerful voice. Meryl watched her run down the hallway before returning to a partially completed report. She was soon disturbed, however, by a blood-curdling shriek from her partner. Fearing the worst, Meryl pulled out a few derringers as she rushed to the door, which she promptly dropped at the view from the doorway.
Tears sprang into her eyes as she watched Milly kiss the man whose arms she had leapt into, wrinkling his dark blue suit and running a hand through his dark hair. A gigantic cross, wrapped in canvas, lay in the desert sand beside them. Meryl covered her mouth with both hands as the man gazed up at her with his ice blue eyes and grinned cheekily.
That was almost a month ago. With a slight smirk, Meryl remembered all the noises that came from her and Milly's room all night, banishing her to the room that once belonged to Vash, where she still slept; the fold-away bed she had once occupied in her old room now resided in the closet. She still remembered the first night she spent in his room, climbing under the sheets that smelled so much like him and imagining he was there with her. It had also brought back memories of the days before he left.
.Meryl remembered Milly, covered in dirt, climbing out of the well while she waited in her waitress uniform to have lunch with her.
.She remembered the night she spent sitting on that cliff with Vash. They had sang together, and she sang to him, even working up the courage to scoot closer and lay her head on his shoulder.
.The desperation to save him and the look in his eyes as she stepped in front of the gun aimed at him by the townspeople when they discovered hid true identity popped into her mind.
.With a few tears, Meryl remembered the last time she had gazed into his beautiful aquamarine eyes, the last words he spoke to her, his last wave, and the last flash of his red coat as he walked into the sunrise.
"No, I can't dwell on him!" Meryl said out loud, resolutely wiping her eyes on her sleeve. She turned and marched into the house, leaving her coffee cup in the kitchen before heading into her room and slamming the door shut. She was totally unaware of the two people in the living room.
"Do you think she'll be okay honey?" asked Wolfwood with concern in his voice.
"Yes darling, don't worry," answered Milly. "Meryl is very strong." She grinned. "And besides, she's got me, you, AND some pudding! Friends and pudding make me feel better, just like my big big sister always said!"
Well? Whaddya think? Good, bad, never write again EVER? Go on, click the little button on the left, you know you want to! Please no flames, I'm not that mentally stable!!
~Sakura~