I still don't own Trigun, other people who have a lot of talent do.
Anyway, here's part two. =^_^=
Break my Heart—Part Two
LH-chan '02
They reached the rock without incident; its shadow lengthening as the suns settled lower on the horizon, providing them with cover almost the all the way up the dune slope. After the earlier events of the day, to Wolfwood, it felt like a miracle.
The search for shelter brought them to the edge of the rock's shadow, and a depression in the stone not quite deep enough to be called a cave. It's entrance obscured by the shadows on the rock side, but its interior still brightened, if only slightly, by sunlight.
Gingerly maneuvering Vash through the entrance beside himself, Wolfwood made a quick check of the depression for any enemies that might be hiding.
Nothing, only a large-eyed black cat, which darted out of sight so quickly Wolfwood wasn't certain he had seen it at all. The place seemed too good to be true.
Satisfied that nothing would jump out from behind the nearby rocks to kill them, Wolfwood eased Vash's limp form off his shoulders, and onto the sand, settling his back against the rock wall of the depression.
Wolfwood breathed out sharply as he pulled away from the other man, his hands slick with blood.
Not a good sign, he thought worriedly, checking the immediate area once more for signs of danger. Dark, silent, shadows stretched across the dunes in the slowly failing light, each appearing more sinister than the last to the cornered man.
At least there's nothing moving out there, he thought.
Yet, he added with brutal honesty.
Satisfied with their shelter, for the moment, Wolfwood returned his attention to his bloody hands and the injured gunman.
"We're safe for now," he whispered, once again leaning close enough for Vash's hair to brush his face.
Vash raised his head a fraction, the fading sunlight reflecting off his eyes as he met Wolfwood's again.
Green eyes... The thought drifted across Wolfwood's mind lazily, not racing like all his other thoughts had been, since the shooting started.
"Thanks," muttered Vash.
"Dummy," said Wolfwood with a tense smile, reaching forward to work the buttons of Vash's long red coat. "You take so many risks, it's a miracle you're still alive...."
Shame it has to be this way; only me to help you, out here... Wolfwood thought.
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To Be Continued...