DISCLAIMER: Um yeah… Heh. This again. As we all know, I don't own Trigun!
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Chapter Seventeen: Random Kawaii-ness
Four months passed and they were still at the Stryfe's house. Daddy Meryl came home and, within weeks, was acting like nothing had ever happened. He still enjoyed Vash's corny jokes and took to Millie like a second daughter. He barely regarded Knives, however.
Mama Meryl took to Millie immediately, babying and spoiling her. But she couldn't stand Knives, and would chew him out if she caught him anywhere near Millie.
Meryl had gotten a job with her mother in the family store. By now, her hair was almost to the middle of her back an she kept it in a high ponytail. She wore jeans and loose shirts all the time and had become very sweet, though if provoked, she would turn into the old Meryl.
Vash and Knives both became plant technicians for that town. Knives had begun to grow his hair out while Vash kept his the same. Other than that, neither one changed.
Millie had been forced to stay home with Daddy Meryl. No one wanted her to strain herself. She had remained the same except for the swell of her stomach, which had begun to show. She made breakfast every morning, took lunch to everyone everyday, and had dinner ready when everyone got home.
Life went uneventfully until one day, six months after their arrival.
"I don't know how you do it, Millie~chan! This is so delicious! You have to be the best cook ever!" Daddy Meryl cried. Millie blushed as everyone agreed. She gave a small smile to everyone at the table, then turned back to finish cooking the rest of dinner.
Dinner consisted of more praises to Millie and discussion of vacation plans.
After dinner, Vash and Daddy Meryl continued their Corny Joke Competition and Meryl was discussing the next days wages with her mother. Millie had stayed in the kitchen to wash dishes and Knives had remained at the table to stay away from Mama Meryl.
Knives was just getting up when he heard Millie drop a dish. He looked across the room and saw Millie standing stone still, a somewhat frightened, somewhat amazed look on her face.
"Are you okay?" he asked. She made a slow motion for him to approach her and he did.
"What is it?" he asked, coming up beside her. She reached out, took one of his hands, and placed it on her stomach.
"Can you feel that?" She whispered. Knives eyes widened when he felt her belly move under his hand.
"Whoa! What the hell!?" Knives cried. He would have snatched his hand away had she not had one of her hands on top of his, holding it on her stomach.
"I think it's the baby. It's weird, but I really feel like a mother now. I feel as if it's already here. Is that stupid, Knives~san?" She asked him. He just stared back intently.
"What's going on here?"
Knives and Millie looked at the doorway and saw Mama Meryl standing there, her arms crossed.
"Get away from her! Take your vile, murderous hand off of her. Don't ever touch her again," Mama Meryl demanded. Knives sighed and before dropping his hand, he felt Millie give it a reassuring squeeze. He left the room and Mama Meryl approached the girl.
"What did he do to you? Are you okay? He didn't hurt you or the baby did he?"
"No, no Mama Meryl. It was nothing like that. The baby was moving and I wanted Knives~san to feel it. That's it." Millie smiled. The older woman smiled back.
"Why don't you go to bed, dear? Vash and Meryl have already done so. I'll take care of the dishes for tonight. G'night dear."
Millie nodded and made her way to her room. She was about to head in, when she heard voices and hesitated. She could just hear the muffled conversation through the door.
"Both Mom and I think it's too big a risk."
"Oh come on Meryl! Can't you see he's changed?"
"No one changes that much in so little time, Human or otherwise!"
"Meryl…"
"Vash, I'm serious. I don't like where this is heading."
"Don't you think maybe this is good for her? She hasn't seemed to want anything to do with anyone since Wolfwood died. The fact that they're getting close is a healthy sign in my eyes."
"Tell me. Who do you think he'll go after if he returns to his old self?"
"He won't! Meryl! What's wrong with you? You're not acting like yourself!"
Millie backed away from the room. She didn't want to hear any more. She knew who they were talking about. It couldn't be anyone else. It had to be her and Knives. She stopped when she backed into someone. She looked over her shoulder and saw Knives standing there.
"You heard?"
"The walls are very thin," was his answer.
"Hm," Millie sighed. She was really tired and wanted to go to bed. But she wasn't about to start banging on the door and tell Vash to leave because she was tired. That was just rude.
"Hey, you coming?"
Millie shook away her thoughts and saw Knives standing in his doorway, waiting for her. She nodded and followed him inside.
She sat down on Vash's bed and looked around. Their room was almost exactly like the girls', except with a masculine "air" about it.
"When do you think they'll be done?" Millie asked. Knives shrugged.
"Hmm. Okay. Well, I'm really sleepy, so I'm going to rest a little bit, okay? Wake me up when Vash arrives." Knives nodded.
Millie started pulling the blankets back when she froze for the second time that night.
"Same thing again?" Knives said, trying to act nonchalant about it.
"I think so, but harder this time." Millie explained as she gained control and tucked herself in.
Within minutes, she was snoring softly and Knives was sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling very much exhausted himself. He only intended to blink but his eyes remained closed and he was thrown into sleep.
"Long time no see!" Came a chipper voice.
"Oh God," Knives said.
"So," Skylar said, kneeling in front of Knives, who was sitting. "You got to feel the baby kick, huh?"
"Is that what it was doing? That was disturbing." Skylar shrugged.
"It's natural. But that's not what I'm getting at now. You like her, don't you?"
Knives jumped to his feet angrily.
"Don't be presumptuous! I feel nothing for a human, especially her!"
"Then why are you getting defensive about it?" Skylar asked.
"I'm not," Knives lied. He looked down on her and realized that she didn't believe him.
"I'm not saying that you love her. I'm just saying that you like her enough to protect her and want to keep her safe. She respects you, I know that for a fact. But what she really wants is a daddy for the baby."
"The baby already has a father."
"But he's dead. There's nothing he can do to help raise it."
"Yeah so? He's the dumbass that got himself killed."
The sound of the slap echoed in his ears. She had jumped up and slapped the man as hard as she could.
"You insensitive bastard! How could you be so cold?"
I'm not being cold, I'm being honest. And if Millie wants a father so bad, why doesn't she go ask Vash? That way the baby won't have a father that may go psycho at any moment." Knives turned away from the girl, not wanting her to see how much the comment pained him.
"You're letting their comments get to you? But why?" Skylar asked.
"They've been talking about it for six months straight. And that pesky old woman won't let me anywhere near Millie. And…and I guess I somewhat agree with them. What if I do go back to the way I use to be? It's a huge risk. If I was as bad as everyone says, then both Millie and the baby could be in danger."
"No they won't. You've changed. You won't go back to your old ways. Especially after it's born. Because you're gonna be the daddy! And I'm sure, deep down, that's what Millie wants too. Oh! But I have to go now. You need to wake up." Skylar gave one of her heart-stopping smiles and disappeared.
Knives opened his eyes in enough time to see Vash walk in.
"What's going on?" He asked, seeing Millie sleeping soundly in his bed.
"She was tired and wanted to sleep but didn't want to interrupt the two of you. I told her she could come in here and I'd wake her when you came back."
"No, it's okay, leave her. I'll stay in the other room with Meryl." Vash replied. He gently shut the door, throwing the room into darkness.
Millie was curled up in a ball, which gave Knives the end of the bed. He fell to sleep leaning against the wall, gazing thoughtfully at the girl before him.
The entire house was forced awake by a high-pitched scream. Meryl, who was sleeping in the bed, squeaked and fell, landing roughly on Vash, in the floor. They stared at each other for a second then leapt up and ran to Knives' room. There, a hilarious scene met their eyes.
Mama Meryl was chasing Knives around the room, screaming her head off and whacking him with the broom every chance she got.
"Don't you ever *whack* get near her *whack* again!"
"But…"
"No buts mister! I saw you! I saw what you were trying to do. *whack* Can't you see she's already with child? *whack* If you ever try that again *whack* I'll…"
Knives turned and caught the broom before he got whacked again. Her eyes widened but she stood her ground.
"I'm not afraid of you."
"I don't want you to be. I just want you to know that I'm not going to hurt anyone here. Especially," and he turned to Meryl. "Millie and the baby."
"Mama Meryl, I trust Knives~san very much. He's helped me through a lot and he's a dear friend. You have to believe him. He'd never hurt me or anyone else. He's changed. Please give him a chance." Millie said. She had rolled out of bed and was standing near the plant man.
"Millie," Meryl said quietly.
"Why do you trust him so much?" Mama Meryl asked. Millie gave her a reassuring smile.
"He saved me twice. Once from myself and once from people who wanted to hurt me. I have come to rely on him a lot," Millie explained.
"But I was told that this man killed your baby's father!" Mama Meryl cried. Millie looked down and her eyes filled with tears. It had been over six months, yet just the mention of Wolfwood still upset the big girl.
"That may be true. But that was in the past. He's changed. I have forgiven him and I'm sure Bokushi~san has forgiven him too." Millie had begun to cry, but was now standing tall, staring at Mama Meryl with determination. The woman backed down a little.
"Fine. You're a grown woman, you can make your own decisions. Treat him as you will, I won't get involved. I just pray, for your baby's sake, that you're not making a mistake." With that, Mama Meryl left the room, slamming the door. They heard footsteps as Vash and Meryl followed her mother.
"Oh dear. I'm afraid I've made her angry," Millie whispered. She sat miserably back on the bed, trying to decide how to fix the situation. Knives looked at her and thought back on his conversation with Skylar. 'Because you're gonna be the daddy! And I'm sure, deep down, that's what Millie wants too.' Well, there was one way he knew of to get the answer.
"Ahem."
Millie looked, realizing that Knives was still standing there.
"I'm sorry Knives~san. Did you need something?"
"Actually, I did want to talk to you," he answered, trying to come up with the right way to ask her.
"Yes, go on," she urged.
"Have you thought about after it's born?" He started lamely.
"What about it?" She asked.
"Well, for starters, how are you going to raise it by yourself?"
"I have Vash~san and Senpai."
"You've heard how they've been talking these last few months. As soon as they can, they're going off by themselves for more 'adventures'. You don't expect to drag a child with you and follow them, do you?" Millie shook her head.
"I guess I'll stay with my family and they can help raise it. I really wanted Senpai and Vash~san to be here for it."
"That's not what I meant. Don't you want to find some guy to help take care of the baby, to be a father to him or her?"
"No!" Millie said forcefully. Knives was taken aback by the force in her voice.
"No," she repeated. "Bokushi~san was the father. No one can take that away from him."
"Of course not. But don't you think the child might want a fatherly figure? And besides, you might learn to love the man."
"No. I'll never love anyone besides Bokushi~san. Never. No one could ever as him. I don't want a substitute. If I have to have something, give me back the real thing!" Tears were streaming down her face, but she didn't care. It hurt Knives. She had taken it the wrong way and now he wished he had kept his mouth shut.
"I'm not saying that he has to take his place. But you can't dwell on it forever. You have to move on." Knives said. He sat down beside her and studied her.
"You're thinking about him, aren't you?" Millie nodded. She wasn't crying anymore, but was staring at the ground, not blinking, not moving, just staring. He grabbed her by the arms and made her look at him.
"You're life can't end just because his did. You have to move on and live a little," he said firmly.
"Oh Knives~san. I can't. I just can't forget him."
"No. Not forget him, let him go."
Millie leaned against Knives and nodded again.
"I-I do want the baby to have a father, but I don't think I could feel anything for another man."
"Millie, all you have do is like the person. It doesn't have to involve love. You were willing to let my brother help raise it. Do you love him?"
"No."
"Okay then. Just think on it. It'll be hard to raise it by yourself."
Millie still had her head on Knives' shoulder when a thought occurred to her.
"Oh no! I forgot about breakfast!" she cried. She jumped and ran out the room, oblivious to the two standing behind her in the hallway.
"Whattya think?" Vash asked.
"Hee hee. Must you ask?" Meryl giggled.
"You really think they're a match?" Vash said in disbelief.
"Of course. Reason Number One: She just now confessed all that to him. She'd only tell that to someone she really cared for. Reason Number Two: She stood up for him. Reason Number Three: He saved her from those thugs. Reason Number Four: He got her out of depression. Reason Number Five: He took up for her when she got injured. Reason Number Six: They didn't mind staying together when you and I left." Meryl said, counting on her fingers. They heard a noise in front of them and looked up. Knives was standing outside his doorway, staring at them. He had heard everything. He narrowed his eyes, then headed to the kitchen.
"Reason Number Seven: He didn't deny anything!" Vash said, lifting another of Meryl's fingers up. They glanced at each other and started giggling like school girls.
~ O.O WOW! Long chapter! I didn't know it would end up this long! My pen just wouldn't stop writing and this came out all on its on! And yes, it's a chapter of nothing but intense FLUFF! The action will come in next chapter I PROMISE!!! When that'll be up, I dunno since I'm in the midst of moving. But I will work on it the best to my ability! ^_^. Hope ya enjoy!
Chapter Seventeen: Random Kawaii-ness
Four months passed and they were still at the Stryfe's house. Daddy Meryl came home and, within weeks, was acting like nothing had ever happened. He still enjoyed Vash's corny jokes and took to Millie like a second daughter. He barely regarded Knives, however.
Mama Meryl took to Millie immediately, babying and spoiling her. But she couldn't stand Knives, and would chew him out if she caught him anywhere near Millie.
Meryl had gotten a job with her mother in the family store. By now, her hair was almost to the middle of her back an she kept it in a high ponytail. She wore jeans and loose shirts all the time and had become very sweet, though if provoked, she would turn into the old Meryl.
Vash and Knives both became plant technicians for that town. Knives had begun to grow his hair out while Vash kept his the same. Other than that, neither one changed.
Millie had been forced to stay home with Daddy Meryl. No one wanted her to strain herself. She had remained the same except for the swell of her stomach, which had begun to show. She made breakfast every morning, took lunch to everyone everyday, and had dinner ready when everyone got home.
Life went uneventfully until one day, six months after their arrival.
"I don't know how you do it, Millie~chan! This is so delicious! You have to be the best cook ever!" Daddy Meryl cried. Millie blushed as everyone agreed. She gave a small smile to everyone at the table, then turned back to finish cooking the rest of dinner.
Dinner consisted of more praises to Millie and discussion of vacation plans.
After dinner, Vash and Daddy Meryl continued their Corny Joke Competition and Meryl was discussing the next days wages with her mother. Millie had stayed in the kitchen to wash dishes and Knives had remained at the table to stay away from Mama Meryl.
Knives was just getting up when he heard Millie drop a dish. He looked across the room and saw Millie standing stone still, a somewhat frightened, somewhat amazed look on her face.
"Are you okay?" he asked. She made a slow motion for him to approach her and he did.
"What is it?" he asked, coming up beside her. She reached out, took one of his hands, and placed it on her stomach.
"Can you feel that?" She whispered. Knives eyes widened when he felt her belly move under his hand.
"Whoa! What the hell!?" Knives cried. He would have snatched his hand away had she not had one of her hands on top of his, holding it on her stomach.
"I think it's the baby. It's weird, but I really feel like a mother now. I feel as if it's already here. Is that stupid, Knives~san?" She asked him. He just stared back intently.
"What's going on here?"
Knives and Millie looked at the doorway and saw Mama Meryl standing there, her arms crossed.
"Get away from her! Take your vile, murderous hand off of her. Don't ever touch her again," Mama Meryl demanded. Knives sighed and before dropping his hand, he felt Millie give it a reassuring squeeze. He left the room and Mama Meryl approached the girl.
"What did he do to you? Are you okay? He didn't hurt you or the baby did he?"
"No, no Mama Meryl. It was nothing like that. The baby was moving and I wanted Knives~san to feel it. That's it." Millie smiled. The older woman smiled back.
"Why don't you go to bed, dear? Vash and Meryl have already done so. I'll take care of the dishes for tonight. G'night dear."
Millie nodded and made her way to her room. She was about to head in, when she heard voices and hesitated. She could just hear the muffled conversation through the door.
"Both Mom and I think it's too big a risk."
"Oh come on Meryl! Can't you see he's changed?"
"No one changes that much in so little time, Human or otherwise!"
"Meryl…"
"Vash, I'm serious. I don't like where this is heading."
"Don't you think maybe this is good for her? She hasn't seemed to want anything to do with anyone since Wolfwood died. The fact that they're getting close is a healthy sign in my eyes."
"Tell me. Who do you think he'll go after if he returns to his old self?"
"He won't! Meryl! What's wrong with you? You're not acting like yourself!"
Millie backed away from the room. She didn't want to hear any more. She knew who they were talking about. It couldn't be anyone else. It had to be her and Knives. She stopped when she backed into someone. She looked over her shoulder and saw Knives standing there.
"You heard?"
"The walls are very thin," was his answer.
"Hm," Millie sighed. She was really tired and wanted to go to bed. But she wasn't about to start banging on the door and tell Vash to leave because she was tired. That was just rude.
"Hey, you coming?"
Millie shook away her thoughts and saw Knives standing in his doorway, waiting for her. She nodded and followed him inside.
She sat down on Vash's bed and looked around. Their room was almost exactly like the girls', except with a masculine "air" about it.
"When do you think they'll be done?" Millie asked. Knives shrugged.
"Hmm. Okay. Well, I'm really sleepy, so I'm going to rest a little bit, okay? Wake me up when Vash arrives." Knives nodded.
Millie started pulling the blankets back when she froze for the second time that night.
"Same thing again?" Knives said, trying to act nonchalant about it.
"I think so, but harder this time." Millie explained as she gained control and tucked herself in.
Within minutes, she was snoring softly and Knives was sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling very much exhausted himself. He only intended to blink but his eyes remained closed and he was thrown into sleep.
"Long time no see!" Came a chipper voice.
"Oh God," Knives said.
"So," Skylar said, kneeling in front of Knives, who was sitting. "You got to feel the baby kick, huh?"
"Is that what it was doing? That was disturbing." Skylar shrugged.
"It's natural. But that's not what I'm getting at now. You like her, don't you?"
Knives jumped to his feet angrily.
"Don't be presumptuous! I feel nothing for a human, especially her!"
"Then why are you getting defensive about it?" Skylar asked.
"I'm not," Knives lied. He looked down on her and realized that she didn't believe him.
"I'm not saying that you love her. I'm just saying that you like her enough to protect her and want to keep her safe. She respects you, I know that for a fact. But what she really wants is a daddy for the baby."
"The baby already has a father."
"But he's dead. There's nothing he can do to help raise it."
"Yeah so? He's the dumbass that got himself killed."
The sound of the slap echoed in his ears. She had jumped up and slapped the man as hard as she could.
"You insensitive bastard! How could you be so cold?"
I'm not being cold, I'm being honest. And if Millie wants a father so bad, why doesn't she go ask Vash? That way the baby won't have a father that may go psycho at any moment." Knives turned away from the girl, not wanting her to see how much the comment pained him.
"You're letting their comments get to you? But why?" Skylar asked.
"They've been talking about it for six months straight. And that pesky old woman won't let me anywhere near Millie. And…and I guess I somewhat agree with them. What if I do go back to the way I use to be? It's a huge risk. If I was as bad as everyone says, then both Millie and the baby could be in danger."
"No they won't. You've changed. You won't go back to your old ways. Especially after it's born. Because you're gonna be the daddy! And I'm sure, deep down, that's what Millie wants too. Oh! But I have to go now. You need to wake up." Skylar gave one of her heart-stopping smiles and disappeared.
Knives opened his eyes in enough time to see Vash walk in.
"What's going on?" He asked, seeing Millie sleeping soundly in his bed.
"She was tired and wanted to sleep but didn't want to interrupt the two of you. I told her she could come in here and I'd wake her when you came back."
"No, it's okay, leave her. I'll stay in the other room with Meryl." Vash replied. He gently shut the door, throwing the room into darkness.
Millie was curled up in a ball, which gave Knives the end of the bed. He fell to sleep leaning against the wall, gazing thoughtfully at the girl before him.
The entire house was forced awake by a high-pitched scream. Meryl, who was sleeping in the bed, squeaked and fell, landing roughly on Vash, in the floor. They stared at each other for a second then leapt up and ran to Knives' room. There, a hilarious scene met their eyes.
Mama Meryl was chasing Knives around the room, screaming her head off and whacking him with the broom every chance she got.
"Don't you ever *whack* get near her *whack* again!"
"But…"
"No buts mister! I saw you! I saw what you were trying to do. *whack* Can't you see she's already with child? *whack* If you ever try that again *whack* I'll…"
Knives turned and caught the broom before he got whacked again. Her eyes widened but she stood her ground.
"I'm not afraid of you."
"I don't want you to be. I just want you to know that I'm not going to hurt anyone here. Especially," and he turned to Meryl. "Millie and the baby."
"Mama Meryl, I trust Knives~san very much. He's helped me through a lot and he's a dear friend. You have to believe him. He'd never hurt me or anyone else. He's changed. Please give him a chance." Millie said. She had rolled out of bed and was standing near the plant man.
"Millie," Meryl said quietly.
"Why do you trust him so much?" Mama Meryl asked. Millie gave her a reassuring smile.
"He saved me twice. Once from myself and once from people who wanted to hurt me. I have come to rely on him a lot," Millie explained.
"But I was told that this man killed your baby's father!" Mama Meryl cried. Millie looked down and her eyes filled with tears. It had been over six months, yet just the mention of Wolfwood still upset the big girl.
"That may be true. But that was in the past. He's changed. I have forgiven him and I'm sure Bokushi~san has forgiven him too." Millie had begun to cry, but was now standing tall, staring at Mama Meryl with determination. The woman backed down a little.
"Fine. You're a grown woman, you can make your own decisions. Treat him as you will, I won't get involved. I just pray, for your baby's sake, that you're not making a mistake." With that, Mama Meryl left the room, slamming the door. They heard footsteps as Vash and Meryl followed her mother.
"Oh dear. I'm afraid I've made her angry," Millie whispered. She sat miserably back on the bed, trying to decide how to fix the situation. Knives looked at her and thought back on his conversation with Skylar. 'Because you're gonna be the daddy! And I'm sure, deep down, that's what Millie wants too.' Well, there was one way he knew of to get the answer.
"Ahem."
Millie looked, realizing that Knives was still standing there.
"I'm sorry Knives~san. Did you need something?"
"Actually, I did want to talk to you," he answered, trying to come up with the right way to ask her.
"Yes, go on," she urged.
"Have you thought about after it's born?" He started lamely.
"What about it?" She asked.
"Well, for starters, how are you going to raise it by yourself?"
"I have Vash~san and Senpai."
"You've heard how they've been talking these last few months. As soon as they can, they're going off by themselves for more 'adventures'. You don't expect to drag a child with you and follow them, do you?" Millie shook her head.
"I guess I'll stay with my family and they can help raise it. I really wanted Senpai and Vash~san to be here for it."
"That's not what I meant. Don't you want to find some guy to help take care of the baby, to be a father to him or her?"
"No!" Millie said forcefully. Knives was taken aback by the force in her voice.
"No," she repeated. "Bokushi~san was the father. No one can take that away from him."
"Of course not. But don't you think the child might want a fatherly figure? And besides, you might learn to love the man."
"No. I'll never love anyone besides Bokushi~san. Never. No one could ever as him. I don't want a substitute. If I have to have something, give me back the real thing!" Tears were streaming down her face, but she didn't care. It hurt Knives. She had taken it the wrong way and now he wished he had kept his mouth shut.
"I'm not saying that he has to take his place. But you can't dwell on it forever. You have to move on." Knives said. He sat down beside her and studied her.
"You're thinking about him, aren't you?" Millie nodded. She wasn't crying anymore, but was staring at the ground, not blinking, not moving, just staring. He grabbed her by the arms and made her look at him.
"You're life can't end just because his did. You have to move on and live a little," he said firmly.
"Oh Knives~san. I can't. I just can't forget him."
"No. Not forget him, let him go."
Millie leaned against Knives and nodded again.
"I-I do want the baby to have a father, but I don't think I could feel anything for another man."
"Millie, all you have do is like the person. It doesn't have to involve love. You were willing to let my brother help raise it. Do you love him?"
"No."
"Okay then. Just think on it. It'll be hard to raise it by yourself."
Millie still had her head on Knives' shoulder when a thought occurred to her.
"Oh no! I forgot about breakfast!" she cried. She jumped and ran out the room, oblivious to the two standing behind her in the hallway.
"Whattya think?" Vash asked.
"Hee hee. Must you ask?" Meryl giggled.
"You really think they're a match?" Vash said in disbelief.
"Of course. Reason Number One: She just now confessed all that to him. She'd only tell that to someone she really cared for. Reason Number Two: She stood up for him. Reason Number Three: He saved her from those thugs. Reason Number Four: He got her out of depression. Reason Number Five: He took up for her when she got injured. Reason Number Six: They didn't mind staying together when you and I left." Meryl said, counting on her fingers. They heard a noise in front of them and looked up. Knives was standing outside his doorway, staring at them. He had heard everything. He narrowed his eyes, then headed to the kitchen.
"Reason Number Seven: He didn't deny anything!" Vash said, lifting another of Meryl's fingers up. They glanced at each other and started giggling like school girls.
~ O.O WOW! Long chapter! I didn't know it would end up this long! My pen just wouldn't stop writing and this came out all on its on! And yes, it's a chapter of nothing but intense FLUFF! The action will come in next chapter I PROMISE!!! When that'll be up, I dunno since I'm in the midst of moving. But I will work on it the best to my ability! ^_^. Hope ya enjoy!