~I'm sorry for not updating, in what months has it been? Between school and
my other stories, and actually watching the anime, oh and actually saying
at least hello to my family, I haven't had much time. ~
The two suns were high in the sky when Meryl and Vash were ready to go. They had decided, well actually Meryl had decided that it was about time she visited her family. Her husband, Vash stood next to her in the line to board the sand steamer, Rem their five year old daughter clinging onto his hand. Meryl was pregnant again, but she did not tell Vash that yet because he would've let her go on this trip, no matter how many times she punched him. The only one who knew was her best friend, Milly Thompson. Milly had decided not to come with them. To give them a little time by themselves.
The line inched forward and Rem soon got bored. "Daddy, Daddy. I'm hungry! Can I have some doughnuts?" Rem said as she tugged on Vash's bright red coat.
Vash smiled at her and scooped her up in his arms. "Good idea. Let's go ask mommy."
Rem smiled and Vash turned around to face Meryl. "Honey." He said being altogether too polite for normal.
Meryl sighed. "What do you want, Vash?"
Rem answered for him, "We want doughnuts mommy!"
"Yeah mommy." Vash said with the same pleading look on his face that was on Rem's.
"Ok, but just a few! We got a long trip ahead of us."
Vash grabbed the box of doughnuts, gave a few to Rem and stuffed the rest in his mouth. Rem instantly copied him.
"You two are exactly alike! You're both idiots!"
It was almost true. The only difference between them was that Rem looked almost exactly like her. Both Meryl and Rem were short and had raven-black hair. Rem had her father's beautiful blue green eyes though.
Finally they boarded the sand steamer and found their compartment. If anyone had been paying attention at all they would have seen a young man with light blonde hair slowly following after them.
Vash sat next to Meryl in the compartment. Rem lay asleep on the seat across from them, covered in Meryl's cloak. Meryl stared at the wall thinking, wondering what she should say to her parents. What could she say after all these years?
"Vash." Meryl said deciding to consol in him.
"Yeah, Meryl." He said a look of absolute boredom on his face.
Meryl blushed as she told him. "Well, actually..I thought I should tell you that I haven't exactly told my parents about you or Rem."
Vash was confused. "What?!?!"
"Well, I haven't talked to them in a few years and I can't exactly write them and say, 'Hi, how are you, oh and by the way I'm married to the famous outlaw, Vash the Stampede, the humanoid typhoon and I have a five year old daughter!"
Vash just looked at her not knowing what to say. Then he found his voice. "Does it bother you, Meryl that I'm an outlaw?"
Meryl was stunned. "I didn't mean it like that Vash. What I mean is...oh Vash...it's not your fault! You aren't really an outlaw. Not to me! It wasn't your fault. It was Knives's."
Vash sat with his head in his hands. "No, Meryl, it was my fault. Knives..he killed all those people because of me. I could have stopped him! I could have tried harder! I was the one who killed Legato. I was the one who destroyed July and Augustus! It all happened because of me!"
He glanced over at Rem, then at the silent Meryl. "We can't live in this dream forever, Meryl. You can't hide from the truth. Everywhere I go someone dies. Maybe it would be better, Meryl, if I just left. Someday something's going to happen because of who I am. And I don't think I could bear it if one of you got hurt."
Meryl was crying, but she looked angry. "Vash, You idiot! Don't you realize that we'd be hurt more if you left? I need you, Rem needs you, and the baby needs you!"
Vash looked up at her again. "Baby? What baby?"
Meryl slapped herself continuously repeating the words, "Stupid..Stupid..Stupid"
Vash caught her hand. "Meryl what aren't you telling me?"
Meryl avoided his eyes. "Nothing.."
"Meryl, tell me the truth, I need to know."
"Well I guess I should have told you before, but I knew that you wouldn't let me go on the trip."
Vash started to grin. "You're pregnant again aren't you?"
Meryl nodded. Vash held her in his arms and Meryl fell asleep against his chest.
Vash smiled, but his smile was empty. He was worried. Everything was too perfect. He had Meryl as his wife and Rem as his daughter, and soon he would have another child. He brushed his fingers through Meryl's hair. She smiled in her sleep. He laid a hand on Rem's head. She was using his leg as a pillow and was mumbling sweetly in her sleep. Maybe the rest of his life would be like this. Maybe now that Knives was gone he could be happy.
His thoughts were interrupted by the door slamming open. Before he could react Rem was grabbed from him by a man with short spiky hair. He looked to be just a little older then Meryl, with coal black eyes that shone with no mercy.
He pulled out a silver hand gun and held it against Rem's head. Rem woke up and looked around. She looked terrified.
"Daddy!"
Her little voice, so scared, made his heart squeeze painfully. He stood up, waking up Meryl in the process. The man motioned for him to stay put.
"Don't move or say anything or the little girl dies."
Meryl stood up, unbelievingly.
"Is that you Tom?" Meryl said
The man froze as he looked at Meryl. He let go of Rem who ran into Vash's arms. The gun dropped from his hands and clattered to the floor. In one swift moment Vash had picked up the gun.
"Meryl do you know this man?" Vash asked.
Meryl nodded. "He's my brother."
The two suns were high in the sky when Meryl and Vash were ready to go. They had decided, well actually Meryl had decided that it was about time she visited her family. Her husband, Vash stood next to her in the line to board the sand steamer, Rem their five year old daughter clinging onto his hand. Meryl was pregnant again, but she did not tell Vash that yet because he would've let her go on this trip, no matter how many times she punched him. The only one who knew was her best friend, Milly Thompson. Milly had decided not to come with them. To give them a little time by themselves.
The line inched forward and Rem soon got bored. "Daddy, Daddy. I'm hungry! Can I have some doughnuts?" Rem said as she tugged on Vash's bright red coat.
Vash smiled at her and scooped her up in his arms. "Good idea. Let's go ask mommy."
Rem smiled and Vash turned around to face Meryl. "Honey." He said being altogether too polite for normal.
Meryl sighed. "What do you want, Vash?"
Rem answered for him, "We want doughnuts mommy!"
"Yeah mommy." Vash said with the same pleading look on his face that was on Rem's.
"Ok, but just a few! We got a long trip ahead of us."
Vash grabbed the box of doughnuts, gave a few to Rem and stuffed the rest in his mouth. Rem instantly copied him.
"You two are exactly alike! You're both idiots!"
It was almost true. The only difference between them was that Rem looked almost exactly like her. Both Meryl and Rem were short and had raven-black hair. Rem had her father's beautiful blue green eyes though.
Finally they boarded the sand steamer and found their compartment. If anyone had been paying attention at all they would have seen a young man with light blonde hair slowly following after them.
Vash sat next to Meryl in the compartment. Rem lay asleep on the seat across from them, covered in Meryl's cloak. Meryl stared at the wall thinking, wondering what she should say to her parents. What could she say after all these years?
"Vash." Meryl said deciding to consol in him.
"Yeah, Meryl." He said a look of absolute boredom on his face.
Meryl blushed as she told him. "Well, actually..I thought I should tell you that I haven't exactly told my parents about you or Rem."
Vash was confused. "What?!?!"
"Well, I haven't talked to them in a few years and I can't exactly write them and say, 'Hi, how are you, oh and by the way I'm married to the famous outlaw, Vash the Stampede, the humanoid typhoon and I have a five year old daughter!"
Vash just looked at her not knowing what to say. Then he found his voice. "Does it bother you, Meryl that I'm an outlaw?"
Meryl was stunned. "I didn't mean it like that Vash. What I mean is...oh Vash...it's not your fault! You aren't really an outlaw. Not to me! It wasn't your fault. It was Knives's."
Vash sat with his head in his hands. "No, Meryl, it was my fault. Knives..he killed all those people because of me. I could have stopped him! I could have tried harder! I was the one who killed Legato. I was the one who destroyed July and Augustus! It all happened because of me!"
He glanced over at Rem, then at the silent Meryl. "We can't live in this dream forever, Meryl. You can't hide from the truth. Everywhere I go someone dies. Maybe it would be better, Meryl, if I just left. Someday something's going to happen because of who I am. And I don't think I could bear it if one of you got hurt."
Meryl was crying, but she looked angry. "Vash, You idiot! Don't you realize that we'd be hurt more if you left? I need you, Rem needs you, and the baby needs you!"
Vash looked up at her again. "Baby? What baby?"
Meryl slapped herself continuously repeating the words, "Stupid..Stupid..Stupid"
Vash caught her hand. "Meryl what aren't you telling me?"
Meryl avoided his eyes. "Nothing.."
"Meryl, tell me the truth, I need to know."
"Well I guess I should have told you before, but I knew that you wouldn't let me go on the trip."
Vash started to grin. "You're pregnant again aren't you?"
Meryl nodded. Vash held her in his arms and Meryl fell asleep against his chest.
Vash smiled, but his smile was empty. He was worried. Everything was too perfect. He had Meryl as his wife and Rem as his daughter, and soon he would have another child. He brushed his fingers through Meryl's hair. She smiled in her sleep. He laid a hand on Rem's head. She was using his leg as a pillow and was mumbling sweetly in her sleep. Maybe the rest of his life would be like this. Maybe now that Knives was gone he could be happy.
His thoughts were interrupted by the door slamming open. Before he could react Rem was grabbed from him by a man with short spiky hair. He looked to be just a little older then Meryl, with coal black eyes that shone with no mercy.
He pulled out a silver hand gun and held it against Rem's head. Rem woke up and looked around. She looked terrified.
"Daddy!"
Her little voice, so scared, made his heart squeeze painfully. He stood up, waking up Meryl in the process. The man motioned for him to stay put.
"Don't move or say anything or the little girl dies."
Meryl stood up, unbelievingly.
"Is that you Tom?" Meryl said
The man froze as he looked at Meryl. He let go of Rem who ran into Vash's arms. The gun dropped from his hands and clattered to the floor. In one swift moment Vash had picked up the gun.
"Meryl do you know this man?" Vash asked.
Meryl nodded. "He's my brother."