Disclaimer:
I don't own Trigun, but I wish I did. Oh well ::Sighs::
AN:
Tsunami Starsheart: Ok, but don't rush me…LOL… just joking. I'll try.
Lyerial: I know that my chapters are short, but I'm trying to make them longer.
Bulma the goddess: I have nothing to say except, thank you for being one of my faithful readers.
Goth-chic: Thank you. I too would like to know how Vash would react. (It's still in the works, but hey it's getting there.)
Morgannia: Thanks for the review. You're absolutely right, I mean… I didn't put any reasons why Meryl got all depressed and all, except that Vash left her. But other than that, there's nothing really. So maybe in a chapter or two, I'll put your idea into action.
I'm really really sorry. I know I was supposed to update on the 13th, but I was so swamped in Japanese homework, I mean a quiz and homework on the first day of school. School just started so; the next chapters might take a longer time to write out and post.
OK, here is the next chapter. I hope you will enjoy. Also now I know for sure, that Vash will appear in chapter 8... well most likely actually. Other than that, there is nothing else to say. Enjoy the show. ^_^
With much ado, I present you chapter 4.
Chapter 4: To Gain A New Friend
As Meryl walked down the street, carrying the carton of milk in her unharmed hand, she pasted by a supply store. The kind of store that sold ammunition, guns, knives, tents, some food rations, and water. As she walked past, she took a quick glance through the window. In the store, she saw many knives from big to small. Entering the store, she looks at them with much enjoyment. Without thinking, as if hypnotized, Meryl walked up to the glass case with all the knives lined in neat rolls and politely asked the clerk, to take out a knife with a rose carved into the hilt.
As the clerk took out the weapon and handed it to Meryl, she held the knife, as if it was as fragile as glass. The gleam of the blade was amazing; the rose was skillfully carved in the wood, showing every detail; and the blade itself was flawless.
"Excuse me, but how much is the knife?" asks Meryl.
"Well it is about 25$$, but for a pretty lady like you, I'll sell it for 15$$." says the clerk.
"Really? Thank you so much, it's a very lovely thing to do."
"Well, that well be 15$$ please."
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When Meryl walked out of the store, she held a box that contained her knife safely in her pocket. Realizing that the milk would soon spoil, she quickly made her way back to the house.
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In the house, Meryl placed the milk carton in the refrigerator, and walked up to her room.
As she walked up to her room, she pulled out the box that contained her knife, and set it down on her dresser. Sitting one her bed, Meryl sat there for a moment and did some thinking.
'I wonder how Vash is doing…I miss him so.' Thinking about the misadventures, that the trio had. Suddenly becoming angry, she stood up and stomped to her dresser, and pulled the knife out of the box.
Holding the knife, she watched it gleam in the sun's rays. Smiling she lifted her sleeve and began to drag the blade across her skin. The cold metal was so sharp, that a mere touch easily pierced her skin.
'This is for all the times he, underestimated me.'
Raising the blade, she slashed it across her arm again.
'This is for all the times he left me all alone.'
By the second time, Meryl's blood began to flow on her shirt, like a river.
'And this is for, making me fall in love with him.'
With a final slash of her knife, she carefully wiped off all the blood that stained her precious toy, and staggered to the bathroom. In the bathroom, she walked up to the sink, and began to rinse off the access blood that covered her arm. After rinsing, she sterilized her arm, so that it won't get infected and, staggered back to her room.
After changing from her blood stained clothing, she flopped into her bed and fell into unconsciousness.
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AN:
Well here you go, that was chapter 4. Once again, I'm really sorry for not updating. This time, my reason was school, family, and friend problems. Well, like I said. I'll try to put Morgannia's ideas into action in the next chapter. Also don't forget to 'review' me, I'll appreciate criticisms it, even if it's bad or good.
Aloha,
Chikako.