DISCLAIMER: Same as all the other disclaimers in all the other chapters.
Hiya peeps! Anyone curious about what happened when Wolfwood decided to follow Milly out of the café and help her get her sisters clothes from the Laundromat? Well, it's a veeery interesting story…. ^.^
Milly may seem just a bit OOC in here. I can explain this. Really. ^.^' She is supposed to be a high school kid in this… which means she's allowed to be a bit silly sometimes. Milly is allowed to laugh at stupid things as well… because I said so. That's my excuse. So ignore me and read.
Oy, fluff ahead, mateys!
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EVEN THE STRONGEST WALLS CRUMBLE
SPECIAL: EXTRA SCENE!! (The Laundromat Adventure)
Wolfwood followed Milly towards the Laundromat in silence, content to just watch the back of her head as they walked down the street. It was an understatement to say he admired this girl… no, he WORSHIPPED her. She had a personality he had always wanted to have and an outlook on life that he had always loved. Sometimes she would act dense and confused on purpose, but he knew that deep inside she knew what was going on. Milly always found a way to make things better and protect the ones close to her. They had been friends for years, and he knew her almost as well as Meryl did. Yes, he definitely respected her.
"Are you okay Mr. Wolfwood?" Milly asked from up ahead, stopping to let him catch up. She had a small smile on her face as she watched him come closer, as if she knew some secret that he did not.
"Just call me Wolfwood, Milly," He said, catching up. He knew this routine however… it had been going on for years.
"OK Mr. Wolfwood."
Wolfwood sighed.
Milly led him into the Laundromat, grabbing two large garbage bags out of her pockets. (she had big pockets, ok??) Wolfwood blinked as she handed him one, then headed for two large dryers in the back of the room.
"We'll put the clothes in these, OK Mr. Wolfwood?"
Just as they both reached the machines, they heard a scream from nearby.
"OH MY GOD, it's overflowing!!"
Milly and Wolfwood looked over, sweatdrops forming on their faces. Someone had been stupid enough to put half a bottle of liquid detergent inside the machine and then open the door. Water and bubbles were spewing everywhere, and the machine was only a couple feet away!
Here's where the fun began.
The washing machine blew a fuse and began going crazy, making strange loud noises and flinging clothes and bubbles everywhere. Milly tried to duck away as a pair of jeans flew at her, but accidentally fell into Wolfwood. Wolfwood slipped on the water and landed on his backside, bringing Milly down with him. When both of them tried to get up, they slipped again and Milly banged her head on Wolfwoods chin. Then, to add to Wolfwood's day, a pair of underwear hit him straight in the face.
"Sorry Mr. Wolfwood," Milly said, trying to get up. She was covered in soap and bubbles, however, and only managed to slip again, this time landing in Wolfwood's lap. Both teens blushed.
Milly quickly got up, trying to brush the bubbles of her jeans as she reached down to help Wolfwood up. He took her hand and got up himself, throwing off the pair of superman underwear. Disgusting.
"Let's just get those clothes and go before anything else happens," he mumbled, turning away to hide the sheepish smile that wouldn't leave his face. Milly had been on his lap!
The girl beside him nodded quickly, opening the dryer and removing all the clothes. Once the garbage bags were full, Milly and Wolfwood slipped and slid out the Laundromat door. They both let out a large sighs of relief once they were out, still covered in water and bubbles. Milly looked over at Wolfwood and smiled warmly, throwing the bag over her shoulder.
"Thank you so much for coming Mr. Wolfwood… it would be a lot harder without you. I'm sorry you got soaked though."
"It's fine," Wolfwood said, sending her a sly wink as they started heading towards her house, "I wouldn't have missed it for the world."
Milly had to look away to hide her blush as they continued down the sidewalk in silence. Her clothes clung to her body tightly, making every curve on her obvious. Despite her height, Milly was actually pretty slim, though her baggy clothes didn't always allow it to be shown. Wolfwood was having a hard time looking away. He almost ran into two stop signs, and tripped over a little ladies poodle. Poor, lovesick Wolfwood.
"Are you OK Mr. Wolfwood?!" Milly asked worriedly, helping him up. His face was a brilliant red as he apologized to the lady with the poodle and straightened the bag of laundry on his shoulder.
"I'm OK… but the lady didn't seem too happy with me."
"I know that lady… she doesn't like people touching her poodle." Milly answered with a giggle. Wolfwood glared at her.
"What's so funny?"
"N-nothing." Milly mumbled, shaking with silent laughter. Wolfwood stopped and turned to her, giving her the evilest look he could muster.
"You think that was funny?"
"Hilarious…" She replied through gasps, her face beaming with giggles, "Mr. Wolfwood… your face…and the old lady turned purple…"
A grin split the young mans face as he stepped forward, an evil glint in his eyes. Then he began tickling the girl in front of him. She laughed so hard her eyes watered, dropping the bag.
"…No! Mr. Wolfwood! … That's not nice!"
Wolfwood laughed, dropping his own bag and attacking her full force. Milly shrieked with laughter, trying to get away so fast that she accidentally banged into a young man passing by. The boy jumped and glared at her, his face turning red.
"Hey bitch! Watch where you're going!"
Milly stopped and stared at him uncertainly for a split second, before casting him a bright smile.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't see you there… are you OK?"
The boy seemed to be in no pain whatsoever, but still looked angry. "Don't give me that crap! You practically ran me over bi-"
"She said she was sorry, kid," Wolfwood said angrily from behind Milly, walking up and putting one arm protectively around Milly's waist. "What do you want? A cookie or something? Besides, it wasn't even her fault… it was mine."
The boy stood in complete silence for awhile, noticing Wolfwood's protective stance, then stomped off without another word. Milly smiled genuinely at Wolfwood.
"Thank you Mr. Wolfwood… that was nice of you." Just then she seemed to realize how close they actually were, and blushed. "You accidentally put your arm around my waist Mr. Wolfwood. I can't move."
Wolfwoods heart jumped, but he knew that now was a better time than ever. His arm tightened quickly around Milly's waist as he smiled.
"It wasn't an accident, and you're not supposed to move."
They both stood in stunned silence for more then a couple seconds. Wolfwood, amazed because he had actually had the courage to say that, and Milly for pretty much the same reason. Wolfwood could feel his heart pounding against his chest frightfully as he watched Milly's face carefully for any change of expression. Finally she broke into a small smile, her eyes sparkling.
"But I'm all wet."
Wolfwood blinked, then grinned, leaning closer as if he were a little kid sharing a very important secret. "So am I."
"Mr. Wolfwood-"
"Just call me Wolfwood, Milly."
"OK, Wolfwood-"
Wolfwood's eyes darkened at the sound of his name and he leaned his face closer before she could continue, his lips meeting hers in a slow, possessive kiss. Milly's eyes went wide as he pulled her into a tight hug, his tongue entering her mouth with little argument. Then a soft look came over the girl's expression and she leaned into him, closing her eyes and wrapping both her arms tightly around him. Wolfwood's control exploded into a million pieces as she lifted one hand to the back of his neck, pushing his face closer to hers. If he hadn't had to breathe he would have insisted on staying like that forever. It was their first kiss for both of them… but that didn't matter so much. It was a great kiss.
Finally they broke away, taking deep breaths. A light blush appeared on Milly's face at that same moment, looking away. But Wolfwood had seen something different in her eyes already. They no longer held that confused, I-don't-know-what's-going-on look they had possessed before. No, that wall had crumbled to dust with her first kiss. For the first time, he saw all the knowledge she actually held… and the emotions she had always hid.
Wolfwood just stared at her, the beautiful girl in front of him, as their eyes finally met again. The people around them didn't matter anymore… they were just people. The sky was blue, the breeze was soft, and they were still wet… but it didn't matter anymore. Neither did the laundry bags, which still sat in the middle of the sidewalk, forgotten and alone. It was very doubtful that they would be reaching their destination.
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Vash watched as Milly and Wolfwood stepped into the café once again, glancing at each other every couple of seconds. He didn't ask why they were blushing, or why they had those silly smiles on their faces… he didn't even ask why they were soaking wet. All he did was hand a napkin to Milly, covered in Meryl's handwriting.
"This is from Meryl," he said in an undertone, a deep frown on his face, "It's her sister's address. She wants you to help her."
There was silence for a second as Milly stared in surprise at the napkin, then at Vash as he got to his feet and headed for the door.
"Mr. Vash!" She shouted, trying to stop him, "What's going on? What is this supposed to mean? Where's Meryl?!"
She had a desperate look on her face, as if she already knew the truth and wanted him to tell her is wasn't true.
Vash didn't answer as he headed out the door of the café, displaying the rare serious side of him. Milly and Wolfwood stared at the door speechlessly, the napkin gripped tightly in Milly's hand. Wolfwood was the first to speak.
"Something's really wrong here."
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YAY! That's the end of the extra scene people! Sorry it took so long… (hands reader a knife) You are allowed to kill me. I won't mind. I've been such a lazy person with this fic, I probably deserve it. ^.^'
Oh, and sorry if you didn't like the Milly/Wolfwood thing too much. I like them, I can't write them, but I thought any fans of the couple would appreciate it. I'm not sure I do fluff too well, even though it's the only thing I usually write… but I tried. That counts for something, right?? ^.^' hehehe.
Anywayz, for you slow people (^.~), I bet you can now probably guess where Vash has gone. I'll explain everything in the next chap, don't worry. Thx for reviewing everyone! Ciao!
^.~ ^.^ ^.^' -.-' -.- . 0.0 0.o T.T =) ( ( =P
Hiya peeps! Anyone curious about what happened when Wolfwood decided to follow Milly out of the café and help her get her sisters clothes from the Laundromat? Well, it's a veeery interesting story…. ^.^
Milly may seem just a bit OOC in here. I can explain this. Really. ^.^' She is supposed to be a high school kid in this… which means she's allowed to be a bit silly sometimes. Milly is allowed to laugh at stupid things as well… because I said so. That's my excuse. So ignore me and read.
Oy, fluff ahead, mateys!
* * * * * * *
EVEN THE STRONGEST WALLS CRUMBLE
SPECIAL: EXTRA SCENE!! (The Laundromat Adventure)
Wolfwood followed Milly towards the Laundromat in silence, content to just watch the back of her head as they walked down the street. It was an understatement to say he admired this girl… no, he WORSHIPPED her. She had a personality he had always wanted to have and an outlook on life that he had always loved. Sometimes she would act dense and confused on purpose, but he knew that deep inside she knew what was going on. Milly always found a way to make things better and protect the ones close to her. They had been friends for years, and he knew her almost as well as Meryl did. Yes, he definitely respected her.
"Are you okay Mr. Wolfwood?" Milly asked from up ahead, stopping to let him catch up. She had a small smile on her face as she watched him come closer, as if she knew some secret that he did not.
"Just call me Wolfwood, Milly," He said, catching up. He knew this routine however… it had been going on for years.
"OK Mr. Wolfwood."
Wolfwood sighed.
Milly led him into the Laundromat, grabbing two large garbage bags out of her pockets. (she had big pockets, ok??) Wolfwood blinked as she handed him one, then headed for two large dryers in the back of the room.
"We'll put the clothes in these, OK Mr. Wolfwood?"
Just as they both reached the machines, they heard a scream from nearby.
"OH MY GOD, it's overflowing!!"
Milly and Wolfwood looked over, sweatdrops forming on their faces. Someone had been stupid enough to put half a bottle of liquid detergent inside the machine and then open the door. Water and bubbles were spewing everywhere, and the machine was only a couple feet away!
Here's where the fun began.
The washing machine blew a fuse and began going crazy, making strange loud noises and flinging clothes and bubbles everywhere. Milly tried to duck away as a pair of jeans flew at her, but accidentally fell into Wolfwood. Wolfwood slipped on the water and landed on his backside, bringing Milly down with him. When both of them tried to get up, they slipped again and Milly banged her head on Wolfwoods chin. Then, to add to Wolfwood's day, a pair of underwear hit him straight in the face.
"Sorry Mr. Wolfwood," Milly said, trying to get up. She was covered in soap and bubbles, however, and only managed to slip again, this time landing in Wolfwood's lap. Both teens blushed.
Milly quickly got up, trying to brush the bubbles of her jeans as she reached down to help Wolfwood up. He took her hand and got up himself, throwing off the pair of superman underwear. Disgusting.
"Let's just get those clothes and go before anything else happens," he mumbled, turning away to hide the sheepish smile that wouldn't leave his face. Milly had been on his lap!
The girl beside him nodded quickly, opening the dryer and removing all the clothes. Once the garbage bags were full, Milly and Wolfwood slipped and slid out the Laundromat door. They both let out a large sighs of relief once they were out, still covered in water and bubbles. Milly looked over at Wolfwood and smiled warmly, throwing the bag over her shoulder.
"Thank you so much for coming Mr. Wolfwood… it would be a lot harder without you. I'm sorry you got soaked though."
"It's fine," Wolfwood said, sending her a sly wink as they started heading towards her house, "I wouldn't have missed it for the world."
Milly had to look away to hide her blush as they continued down the sidewalk in silence. Her clothes clung to her body tightly, making every curve on her obvious. Despite her height, Milly was actually pretty slim, though her baggy clothes didn't always allow it to be shown. Wolfwood was having a hard time looking away. He almost ran into two stop signs, and tripped over a little ladies poodle. Poor, lovesick Wolfwood.
"Are you OK Mr. Wolfwood?!" Milly asked worriedly, helping him up. His face was a brilliant red as he apologized to the lady with the poodle and straightened the bag of laundry on his shoulder.
"I'm OK… but the lady didn't seem too happy with me."
"I know that lady… she doesn't like people touching her poodle." Milly answered with a giggle. Wolfwood glared at her.
"What's so funny?"
"N-nothing." Milly mumbled, shaking with silent laughter. Wolfwood stopped and turned to her, giving her the evilest look he could muster.
"You think that was funny?"
"Hilarious…" She replied through gasps, her face beaming with giggles, "Mr. Wolfwood… your face…and the old lady turned purple…"
A grin split the young mans face as he stepped forward, an evil glint in his eyes. Then he began tickling the girl in front of him. She laughed so hard her eyes watered, dropping the bag.
"…No! Mr. Wolfwood! … That's not nice!"
Wolfwood laughed, dropping his own bag and attacking her full force. Milly shrieked with laughter, trying to get away so fast that she accidentally banged into a young man passing by. The boy jumped and glared at her, his face turning red.
"Hey bitch! Watch where you're going!"
Milly stopped and stared at him uncertainly for a split second, before casting him a bright smile.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't see you there… are you OK?"
The boy seemed to be in no pain whatsoever, but still looked angry. "Don't give me that crap! You practically ran me over bi-"
"She said she was sorry, kid," Wolfwood said angrily from behind Milly, walking up and putting one arm protectively around Milly's waist. "What do you want? A cookie or something? Besides, it wasn't even her fault… it was mine."
The boy stood in complete silence for awhile, noticing Wolfwood's protective stance, then stomped off without another word. Milly smiled genuinely at Wolfwood.
"Thank you Mr. Wolfwood… that was nice of you." Just then she seemed to realize how close they actually were, and blushed. "You accidentally put your arm around my waist Mr. Wolfwood. I can't move."
Wolfwoods heart jumped, but he knew that now was a better time than ever. His arm tightened quickly around Milly's waist as he smiled.
"It wasn't an accident, and you're not supposed to move."
They both stood in stunned silence for more then a couple seconds. Wolfwood, amazed because he had actually had the courage to say that, and Milly for pretty much the same reason. Wolfwood could feel his heart pounding against his chest frightfully as he watched Milly's face carefully for any change of expression. Finally she broke into a small smile, her eyes sparkling.
"But I'm all wet."
Wolfwood blinked, then grinned, leaning closer as if he were a little kid sharing a very important secret. "So am I."
"Mr. Wolfwood-"
"Just call me Wolfwood, Milly."
"OK, Wolfwood-"
Wolfwood's eyes darkened at the sound of his name and he leaned his face closer before she could continue, his lips meeting hers in a slow, possessive kiss. Milly's eyes went wide as he pulled her into a tight hug, his tongue entering her mouth with little argument. Then a soft look came over the girl's expression and she leaned into him, closing her eyes and wrapping both her arms tightly around him. Wolfwood's control exploded into a million pieces as she lifted one hand to the back of his neck, pushing his face closer to hers. If he hadn't had to breathe he would have insisted on staying like that forever. It was their first kiss for both of them… but that didn't matter so much. It was a great kiss.
Finally they broke away, taking deep breaths. A light blush appeared on Milly's face at that same moment, looking away. But Wolfwood had seen something different in her eyes already. They no longer held that confused, I-don't-know-what's-going-on look they had possessed before. No, that wall had crumbled to dust with her first kiss. For the first time, he saw all the knowledge she actually held… and the emotions she had always hid.
Wolfwood just stared at her, the beautiful girl in front of him, as their eyes finally met again. The people around them didn't matter anymore… they were just people. The sky was blue, the breeze was soft, and they were still wet… but it didn't matter anymore. Neither did the laundry bags, which still sat in the middle of the sidewalk, forgotten and alone. It was very doubtful that they would be reaching their destination.
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Vash watched as Milly and Wolfwood stepped into the café once again, glancing at each other every couple of seconds. He didn't ask why they were blushing, or why they had those silly smiles on their faces… he didn't even ask why they were soaking wet. All he did was hand a napkin to Milly, covered in Meryl's handwriting.
"This is from Meryl," he said in an undertone, a deep frown on his face, "It's her sister's address. She wants you to help her."
There was silence for a second as Milly stared in surprise at the napkin, then at Vash as he got to his feet and headed for the door.
"Mr. Vash!" She shouted, trying to stop him, "What's going on? What is this supposed to mean? Where's Meryl?!"
She had a desperate look on her face, as if she already knew the truth and wanted him to tell her is wasn't true.
Vash didn't answer as he headed out the door of the café, displaying the rare serious side of him. Milly and Wolfwood stared at the door speechlessly, the napkin gripped tightly in Milly's hand. Wolfwood was the first to speak.
"Something's really wrong here."
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YAY! That's the end of the extra scene people! Sorry it took so long… (hands reader a knife) You are allowed to kill me. I won't mind. I've been such a lazy person with this fic, I probably deserve it. ^.^'
Oh, and sorry if you didn't like the Milly/Wolfwood thing too much. I like them, I can't write them, but I thought any fans of the couple would appreciate it. I'm not sure I do fluff too well, even though it's the only thing I usually write… but I tried. That counts for something, right?? ^.^' hehehe.
Anywayz, for you slow people (^.~), I bet you can now probably guess where Vash has gone. I'll explain everything in the next chap, don't worry. Thx for reviewing everyone! Ciao!
^.~ ^.^ ^.^' -.-' -.- . 0.0 0.o T.T =) ( ( =P
