Ohayou, My Dear Chapter 0003, a trigun fanfic

Trigun Fanfic

The following fanfiction was written by me (Chiruken) and is intended for the sole purpose of shared entertainment and not intended for publication or sale.

--Ohayou, My Dear—

Trigun Fanfic Featuring Vash and Meryl. "Pervert!" "Wh-what are you doing in my bed?" "Put some clothes on for God's sake!"

By Chiruken

Chapter 3

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    Meryl stormed down the hall, ignoring the curious looks cast in her direction, and fumed. **Of all the nerve! How dare he?!** Vash made her so angry that she didn't know which way was up and which was down. Turning a corner she walked straight up to a familiar door and pushed it open with enough force it slammed into the wall, rattling the window across the room.

    Startled, the room's occupant looked up with wide, blue eyes. "Oh, Meryl, it's you. You frightened me for a minute there." Millie Thompson took one look at her partner's expression and immediately fell silent.

    "Come on, Millie. We're leaving."

    "Leaving?" She repeated as she followed her friend around the room as she gathered their belongings and threw them into her small pink traveling case. "But…what about Mr. Vash?"

    Meryl spun on her with a death glare. "Who cares what that egocentric chauvinistic good for nothing, lazy, pea-brained, disaster-causing idiot does?" She panted as she closed her eyes and tried unsuccessfully to reign in her temper. "He's such a moron."

    "Um…did something happen, Meryl?" Millie asked in a small voice as she slowly backed away, angling towards the still open door and the relative safety the hall beyond offered.

    "Happen?!" She repeated with near hysteria. "Did something happen?!" She laughed bitterly. "Oh, you could say that, Millie, oh yeah. I'm just not really sure what it was." She finished with a frown.

    Swallowing, she cast one last, longing glance at the hall and sighed as she reached over to gently close the door. "Does this have something to do with you not coming to bed last night, Meryl?" She asked quietly. When her friend's shoulders slumped she crossed over to her and hugged her sympathetically. "Do you want to talk about it?"

    "There isn't anything to talk about, Millie." She replied tiredly, her anger evaporating instantly and leaving her feeling exhausted. "To tell you the truth, I don't really know what happened."

    "Oh? That's strange, don't you think?" She frowned thoughtfully and sat on the edge of the bed. "So…where were you last night?"

    Meryl flushed in embarrassment. "Um…I…er…I somehow ended up inVash'sbed." She finished in a rush.

    "Huh? I didn't quite catch that, Meryl. It almost sounded like you said 'in Vash's bed' but that's just silly, right?" Looking at the other woman's red face and averted eyes she swallowed with difficulty. "Right?" She asked again, a little desperately. When Meryl remained silent Millie sighed. "Oh Meryl…oh, oh, oh…this could be bad."

    "Tell me about it." She muttered.

    "But nothing happened, right? You just fell asleep in the wrong room…though how you could do that is beyond me…and woke up realizing it was Mr. Vash's room. Right? Right?!" When Meryl merely shook her head Millie collapsed backwards on the bed. "Oh Meryl…please tell me he wasn't with you."

    "I'd like to…I really would…" Meryl lay down beside her friend and sighed. "To be honest, he was just as surprised to find me there as I was him. It was really embarrassing…"

    "I imagine it would be. Oh well, no harm done, right? You just had a little accident with mixed up rooms and such and we can carry on. Right?" Millie turned her head and looked at her expectantly. Seeing the continued flush she groaned. "There's more, isn't there." It wasn't a question.

    "Neither of us was dressed." She muttered and closed her eyes tightly.

    "You were…naked? But…how could that happen without…" She suddenly stood with an angry expression. "He didn't force you, did he? If he did, I'll hurt him for you, Meryl, I will!" She closed her hand into a fist and shook it threateningly as she turned for the door with purposeful strides.

    "Millie! Wait! It isn't like that, I swear!" She jumped up and ran in front of the door blocking the other woman's advancing steps. "He didn't do anything to me, honest. He was just as upset as I was and didn't know anything either."

    "Promise?" She continued to frown, not entirely convinced yet.

    "Absolutely."

    "Then why are you so angry with Mr. Vash, Meryl? If he didn't do anything, I don't understand why you were saying such mean things about him." She asked with a bewildered tone.

    "Mean…" She repeated softly a look of horror crossing her features as she suddenly remembered her parting words to him. "Oh no…oh no, Millie!" She suddenly grabbed her friend's arms. "Millie! I said some really horrible things to him! What do I do?"

    "I wouldn't worry, Meryl. You know Mr. Vash…he doesn't let things bother him. I'm sure everything will be fine."

    "But…but you don't understand." She swallowed as tears filled her eyes. "I…I was really spiteful…"

    "What did you say to him?" She whispered, concerned by the way the smaller woman was behaving so oddly.

    "I said some really, really terrible things and I won't blame him if he never wants to see me again." She sat down on the edge of the bed and dropped her head into her hands. "I was so mean and hateful…I can't believe I said those things!" Now that her anger had faded she could clearly remember the hurt in his eyes when she'd said those awful things to him and threw the fact that he wasn't human back in his face. She'd never once thought of it as being a bad thing, so why had she said it? She squeezed her eyes shut tighter. It was because she'd **wanted** to hurt him for throwing the truth into her face and taunting her with it. **Oh Vash…I'm so sorry…so, so sorry…** She thought in despair.

    Millie rolled her eyes and sighed in exasperation. "I can't help you fix things if you don't tell me, Meryl." But her friend merely shook her head and moaned softly. "Oh fine. I'll just ask Mr. Vash, then." She muttered as she left the room, closing the door quietly behind her. She loved her friend dearly, but sometimes she was really frustrating. **And they say I'M scatterbrained…** She shook her head as she stopped in front of Vash's door and raised her hand to knock. **Honestly…those two can be so childish sometimes.**

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