DISCLAIMER: Okay. The ownership battle again. This war was won by the
creators, which means I get to own none of Trigun. *sniff, sniff*
Chapter Seven: The Vulnerable One
The next morning, Knives woke up exceedingly early. Or so he thought. But when he walked into the kitchen, he found Millie fully awake and cooking breakfast. He paused in the doorway for a brief second, then sat down at the table. He cleared his throat, letting the big girl know that he was there.
"Good morning, Knives~san!" Millie continued cooking, but the smile was evident in her voice. That infuriated him. Why was she always so happy? Even in the worst situations, that bloody smile was on her face. How could she always be that way? He slammed his fist on the table. Damn her! She was the most complicated human he'd ever had that misfortune of knowing. And no matter what, he just couldn't figure her out.
"Knives~san, are you alright? You're not sick, are you?" Knives looked up to see Millie staring down on him, worry sketched on her feminine face.
Knives' eyes narrowed. There was no way anyone, especially a human, could be that pure and kind. It had to be a ploy. She had to be playing him for a fool. There was no way she was really that concerned for him.
A quick peek into her mind startled him, though he made no physical show of it. Not only was her mind completely unblocked and she didn't seem to realize that he was probing her, but all he found was care and worry. No threads of malice or trickery. This human truly was pure. And that could also be her fatal flaw.
"I'm fine," he said, trying to make himself sound like he did any other day. Millie smiled at him, then walked back to the stove.
He couldn't believe how vulnerable that girl's mind was! She didn't have it blocked at all. Then it hit him. She was so pure and trusted everyone so much, that she didn't find any need to block her thoughts. Many people could use that to their advantage.
"I made bacon and eggs this morning. I hope you like bacon and eggs," Millie said, smiling as she sat a plate in front of him. He looked up and gave her a small half smile. He didn't know exactly why he was smiling at her. Maybe it was because he felt so sorry that this lower specimen was so vulnerable.
"You were up all night again, weren't you?" Knives asked, not liking the silence that was settling over them.
"Huh? Well, yes, I was. I didn't wake you, did I Knives~san?" She asked, concerned. His mood darkened. Didn't she ever stop apologizing and being concerned for other people?
"No," he said, his voice thick. Millie gave a small smile and she and Knives continued eating in silence.
When breakfast was over, Knives decided to head back to his room for a small nap, but was intercepted by the big girl.
"Knives~san, I'm off today. Is there anything that you would like to do?"
"No," he said bluntly. Millie's smile faded a bit, but she nodded and moved out of his way. He stalked past her as she remained, statue still, in the hallway.
She sighed. This silence was driving her crazy. There had to be some way to get Knives to open up to her.
Chapter Seven: The Vulnerable One
The next morning, Knives woke up exceedingly early. Or so he thought. But when he walked into the kitchen, he found Millie fully awake and cooking breakfast. He paused in the doorway for a brief second, then sat down at the table. He cleared his throat, letting the big girl know that he was there.
"Good morning, Knives~san!" Millie continued cooking, but the smile was evident in her voice. That infuriated him. Why was she always so happy? Even in the worst situations, that bloody smile was on her face. How could she always be that way? He slammed his fist on the table. Damn her! She was the most complicated human he'd ever had that misfortune of knowing. And no matter what, he just couldn't figure her out.
"Knives~san, are you alright? You're not sick, are you?" Knives looked up to see Millie staring down on him, worry sketched on her feminine face.
Knives' eyes narrowed. There was no way anyone, especially a human, could be that pure and kind. It had to be a ploy. She had to be playing him for a fool. There was no way she was really that concerned for him.
A quick peek into her mind startled him, though he made no physical show of it. Not only was her mind completely unblocked and she didn't seem to realize that he was probing her, but all he found was care and worry. No threads of malice or trickery. This human truly was pure. And that could also be her fatal flaw.
"I'm fine," he said, trying to make himself sound like he did any other day. Millie smiled at him, then walked back to the stove.
He couldn't believe how vulnerable that girl's mind was! She didn't have it blocked at all. Then it hit him. She was so pure and trusted everyone so much, that she didn't find any need to block her thoughts. Many people could use that to their advantage.
"I made bacon and eggs this morning. I hope you like bacon and eggs," Millie said, smiling as she sat a plate in front of him. He looked up and gave her a small half smile. He didn't know exactly why he was smiling at her. Maybe it was because he felt so sorry that this lower specimen was so vulnerable.
"You were up all night again, weren't you?" Knives asked, not liking the silence that was settling over them.
"Huh? Well, yes, I was. I didn't wake you, did I Knives~san?" She asked, concerned. His mood darkened. Didn't she ever stop apologizing and being concerned for other people?
"No," he said, his voice thick. Millie gave a small smile and she and Knives continued eating in silence.
When breakfast was over, Knives decided to head back to his room for a small nap, but was intercepted by the big girl.
"Knives~san, I'm off today. Is there anything that you would like to do?"
"No," he said bluntly. Millie's smile faded a bit, but she nodded and moved out of his way. He stalked past her as she remained, statue still, in the hallway.
She sighed. This silence was driving her crazy. There had to be some way to get Knives to open up to her.