Disclaimer: Trigun is not mine.
***Hello. Thanx to my usual reviewers and some new ones. I really really appreciate your reviews. You guys make me keep writing this. : )
Chapter 2: An Interesting Attachment
I can easily say that having Knives without his memory makes me feel a sort of relief. I felt that he would go after Vash or even Milly. I had no thoughts towards my own safety…unless I remembered that it would hurt Vash. With Knives looking so vulnerable I take to my duties with him on a new level. Sometimes I find it amusing to walk in on him and scare him with my presence.
Yeah. It`s kind of mean of me…but I still feel an anger that I cannot explain. I just need to release it. Vash would not be too pleased if he knew. I`m not exactly pleased with myself either.
Oh! It`s time for his lunch! I run down the hallway to the kitchen. I grab him some leftovers from the refrigerator and quickly heat up anything that is still edible. I pour him a glass of water then hurry towards his room but slow enough not to drop anything. I knock politely.
"Can I come in?"
I listen carefully. I hear a very faint "yes" from inside. I walk inside to find him staring out the window.
"What are you looking at?" I ask. He glances at me with an almost wistful look in his eyes. I don`t remember seeing that look before.
"…I was watching."
"Watching what?"
"People."
"Do you remember anything?"
His eyes turn dark.
"No." he replies. Now his voice sounds depressed.
`Good one, Meryl!`
"I`m sorry. I didn`t mean to hurt your feelings."
"It`s okay. It was my fault."
`Knives…telling me that he`s wrong?`
I may not have met Knives before but this was strange. For so long I imagined him cutting me or the others down. Now I can`t see that. I remember the tray that I`m carrying in my hands. I walk towards him. He cringes back. I hold out the tray.
"I`m not going to bite. Take it. You need to eat."
He reaches out after a couple of minutes and takes the tray. I watch him eat silently and slowly as if he thought that we were going to poison him or something. Well…I guess that I could see the real Knives doing so too. Good sign? I don`t really care so long as he doesn`t hurt any of us.
"Thank you." I hear him mumble. I blink in surprise.
"What?"
"Thank you. Thank you for bringing me the food."
"Oh. You welcome."
Well that was a surprise! I sure didn`t expect him to do that! I guess that this really is pretty serious if he`s being all nice with me and all! This could get very interesting…
"Do you think that you want to try and walk today?" I ask. He gives me this look like I expected him to fly…or a look of an I-don`t-trust-you kind. I shrug.
"It`s okay. Just tell me when you want to."
He barely nods at me. I guess that`s sufficient for now. I leave his room after he eats. I put the dishes in the sink then sit at the kitchen table. I open the newspaper to discover that there is nothing interesting to read about.
`Boring…`
I end up deciding to clean the house a little. I`ve been doing that a lot lately. I guess that I feel somewhat lonely with Vash and Millie gone. I want to go work with them but I made a promise to Vash that I would care for his brother. I think that he trusts me more than himself. I think that he believes that he will somehow damage Knives but believes that I will do what`s right.
`Too much pressure to do the right thing.`
I don`t want him to get back to normal. I would rather him stay confused. At least now he`s easier to be around.
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I spend the rest of the day doing odd jobs around the house. I even read a little. I haven`t done that in a long time. I wrote on the typewriter just to feel the keys beneath my fingers. I hear the door open. By the sound of laughing it is Vash and Millie. I smile.
`Finally! I`ve been going crazy here alone!`
I wait for them to come into the room to greet me. Vash asks me how Knives has been all day. I shrug.
"He still is very distant with me…but who can blame him? It`s only been one day."
"You`re right. Well…thanks for taking care of him." Vash replies. He grins sheepishly. I love that grin. I don`t expect him to care….he does care about me…just not in the way that I would like him to. He walks by me, gives me a smile then walks on. I think that he is going to check up on Knives. Millie is in the kitchen. She likes to cook sometimes which I am very grateful for. Soon Vash comes back down. He looks troubled.
"Is he still afraid of you?"
Vash scratches the back of his head. He looks so sad.
"Yeah. I wish that there was something that I could do."
"Just…give him more time. He`ll open up more. I`ll make sure of that."
Vash hugs me. I can`t believe it. Just as I feel happy he lets me go.
"Thanks, Meryl. You always know what to say."
I watch him leave. I sigh then lay back.
`I`m just kidding myself. He just thinks of me as a friend.`
I decide to go check up on Knives. He might be kind of upset having Vash walk in on him and probably pleading with him to remember. I go through the door without knocking. He is where I expected him to be. He`s cringing under the covers. I almost feel sorry for him.
"Knives, it`s okay. He`s gone."
He peeks out at me.
"You sure?"
I almost laugh at the question. Could he not see that Vash is gone?
"Yes. I`m sure. He`s downstairs."
Knives comes out into the open. I notice that he`s been wearing the same clothing for awhile now. I point to the shower.
"You need to take as shower. It`ll make you feel better."
"But I can`t stand up on my own."
`He sounds like such a child.`
"It`s either you get up or you let me give you a sponge bath."
He contemplates this proposal. I turn towards the door.
"Sponge bath then. I…I think that I can trust you."
This is a surprising turn of events. I didn`t expect him to trust me. I turn back to face him. I search his face to find any sign of a lie. He looks like he trusts me. He waits. I stare. I go into the bathroom. I pick up the bowl that I used when he was unconscious and begin to fill it with water.
"So…how are you?"
I can`t help but feel strange when I hear him ask such a question.
`This is too much. Knives…asking me…`
"I`m just fine. What about you?"
`That sounded stupid.`
"I was bored today. There`s nothing that I can do just laying here."
"Next time I`m in town I`ll find you something to do."
"…Thank you."
Politeness from Knives...it still gets to me. I almost laugh aloud. I grab a sponge and walk back into the bedroom. He seems ready to chat all of a sudden. It even looks like he`s smiling. Weird…
`Should I be glad or scared?`
He`s sitting up straight and he`s smiling broadly at me. His icy blue eyes still chill me though his smile is surprisingly comforting. I sit down on the edge of the bed.
"Take off your shirt."
He complies without hesitation. I remove his bandages for him. By now the silence is getting to me.
"So…have you had any pain today?"
"…No. I`ve been good today."
"Good. Tell me if you ever have any, okay?"
"Okay."
Silence follows once again and I feel uncomfortable. He didn`t flinch as I use the sponge on him. He just sits there and stares across the room. I`m glad that he`s not staring at me.
"When do you think that I can walk around?"
I can`t answer the question at first. My mind was still on the silence.
"…As soon as you feel like you can. Did you want to today?"
"No."
"Alright."
I feel too embarrassed to wash him anywhere else. He seems to realize that. He takes the sponge. I leave. I sit out in the hallway until he says that he is done. He doesn`t ask for help with hard to reach places. I am thankful for that. I can understand why he let me do his back. That`s easy for me to get to and far less embarrassing. I take the bowl and place it back into the bathroom. I approach the door.
"Wait."
I turn to face him. He`s staring at me now. I feel strange under his eyes.
"Is there something that you wanted?"
"Please stay here."
"You want me to stay here?"
"I get…freaked out when I`m alone. I hate being alone."
"Alright. I`ll stay until you go to sleep. Will that be enough?"
"Yeah."
I take a seat beside the bed. He lays back and stares up at the ceiling instead of me. After awhile my eyes begin to droop. He still wasn`t asleep.
`How can he stay up so long?`
"Will you sit with me tomorrow? I need company." I hear him ask.
"Sure." I hear myself reply. I guess that I wasn`t really awake when he asked. I don`t recall thinking about it. I end up falling asleep in that chair soon after he falls asleep.
***Yes. I know. Not much action right now. This isn`t one of my usual stories where there are bad guys and a complex plot. This is like a regular day in my "fic world". Anyways…sorry for not updating for so long. I`ve been busy. R&R!!!! ^.^ I promise that it will get better!
Remember: Knives is SUPPOSED to be OOC.
***Hello. Thanx to my usual reviewers and some new ones. I really really appreciate your reviews. You guys make me keep writing this. : )
Chapter 2: An Interesting Attachment
I can easily say that having Knives without his memory makes me feel a sort of relief. I felt that he would go after Vash or even Milly. I had no thoughts towards my own safety…unless I remembered that it would hurt Vash. With Knives looking so vulnerable I take to my duties with him on a new level. Sometimes I find it amusing to walk in on him and scare him with my presence.
Yeah. It`s kind of mean of me…but I still feel an anger that I cannot explain. I just need to release it. Vash would not be too pleased if he knew. I`m not exactly pleased with myself either.
Oh! It`s time for his lunch! I run down the hallway to the kitchen. I grab him some leftovers from the refrigerator and quickly heat up anything that is still edible. I pour him a glass of water then hurry towards his room but slow enough not to drop anything. I knock politely.
"Can I come in?"
I listen carefully. I hear a very faint "yes" from inside. I walk inside to find him staring out the window.
"What are you looking at?" I ask. He glances at me with an almost wistful look in his eyes. I don`t remember seeing that look before.
"…I was watching."
"Watching what?"
"People."
"Do you remember anything?"
His eyes turn dark.
"No." he replies. Now his voice sounds depressed.
`Good one, Meryl!`
"I`m sorry. I didn`t mean to hurt your feelings."
"It`s okay. It was my fault."
`Knives…telling me that he`s wrong?`
I may not have met Knives before but this was strange. For so long I imagined him cutting me or the others down. Now I can`t see that. I remember the tray that I`m carrying in my hands. I walk towards him. He cringes back. I hold out the tray.
"I`m not going to bite. Take it. You need to eat."
He reaches out after a couple of minutes and takes the tray. I watch him eat silently and slowly as if he thought that we were going to poison him or something. Well…I guess that I could see the real Knives doing so too. Good sign? I don`t really care so long as he doesn`t hurt any of us.
"Thank you." I hear him mumble. I blink in surprise.
"What?"
"Thank you. Thank you for bringing me the food."
"Oh. You welcome."
Well that was a surprise! I sure didn`t expect him to do that! I guess that this really is pretty serious if he`s being all nice with me and all! This could get very interesting…
"Do you think that you want to try and walk today?" I ask. He gives me this look like I expected him to fly…or a look of an I-don`t-trust-you kind. I shrug.
"It`s okay. Just tell me when you want to."
He barely nods at me. I guess that`s sufficient for now. I leave his room after he eats. I put the dishes in the sink then sit at the kitchen table. I open the newspaper to discover that there is nothing interesting to read about.
`Boring…`
I end up deciding to clean the house a little. I`ve been doing that a lot lately. I guess that I feel somewhat lonely with Vash and Millie gone. I want to go work with them but I made a promise to Vash that I would care for his brother. I think that he trusts me more than himself. I think that he believes that he will somehow damage Knives but believes that I will do what`s right.
`Too much pressure to do the right thing.`
I don`t want him to get back to normal. I would rather him stay confused. At least now he`s easier to be around.
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I spend the rest of the day doing odd jobs around the house. I even read a little. I haven`t done that in a long time. I wrote on the typewriter just to feel the keys beneath my fingers. I hear the door open. By the sound of laughing it is Vash and Millie. I smile.
`Finally! I`ve been going crazy here alone!`
I wait for them to come into the room to greet me. Vash asks me how Knives has been all day. I shrug.
"He still is very distant with me…but who can blame him? It`s only been one day."
"You`re right. Well…thanks for taking care of him." Vash replies. He grins sheepishly. I love that grin. I don`t expect him to care….he does care about me…just not in the way that I would like him to. He walks by me, gives me a smile then walks on. I think that he is going to check up on Knives. Millie is in the kitchen. She likes to cook sometimes which I am very grateful for. Soon Vash comes back down. He looks troubled.
"Is he still afraid of you?"
Vash scratches the back of his head. He looks so sad.
"Yeah. I wish that there was something that I could do."
"Just…give him more time. He`ll open up more. I`ll make sure of that."
Vash hugs me. I can`t believe it. Just as I feel happy he lets me go.
"Thanks, Meryl. You always know what to say."
I watch him leave. I sigh then lay back.
`I`m just kidding myself. He just thinks of me as a friend.`
I decide to go check up on Knives. He might be kind of upset having Vash walk in on him and probably pleading with him to remember. I go through the door without knocking. He is where I expected him to be. He`s cringing under the covers. I almost feel sorry for him.
"Knives, it`s okay. He`s gone."
He peeks out at me.
"You sure?"
I almost laugh at the question. Could he not see that Vash is gone?
"Yes. I`m sure. He`s downstairs."
Knives comes out into the open. I notice that he`s been wearing the same clothing for awhile now. I point to the shower.
"You need to take as shower. It`ll make you feel better."
"But I can`t stand up on my own."
`He sounds like such a child.`
"It`s either you get up or you let me give you a sponge bath."
He contemplates this proposal. I turn towards the door.
"Sponge bath then. I…I think that I can trust you."
This is a surprising turn of events. I didn`t expect him to trust me. I turn back to face him. I search his face to find any sign of a lie. He looks like he trusts me. He waits. I stare. I go into the bathroom. I pick up the bowl that I used when he was unconscious and begin to fill it with water.
"So…how are you?"
I can`t help but feel strange when I hear him ask such a question.
`This is too much. Knives…asking me…`
"I`m just fine. What about you?"
`That sounded stupid.`
"I was bored today. There`s nothing that I can do just laying here."
"Next time I`m in town I`ll find you something to do."
"…Thank you."
Politeness from Knives...it still gets to me. I almost laugh aloud. I grab a sponge and walk back into the bedroom. He seems ready to chat all of a sudden. It even looks like he`s smiling. Weird…
`Should I be glad or scared?`
He`s sitting up straight and he`s smiling broadly at me. His icy blue eyes still chill me though his smile is surprisingly comforting. I sit down on the edge of the bed.
"Take off your shirt."
He complies without hesitation. I remove his bandages for him. By now the silence is getting to me.
"So…have you had any pain today?"
"…No. I`ve been good today."
"Good. Tell me if you ever have any, okay?"
"Okay."
Silence follows once again and I feel uncomfortable. He didn`t flinch as I use the sponge on him. He just sits there and stares across the room. I`m glad that he`s not staring at me.
"When do you think that I can walk around?"
I can`t answer the question at first. My mind was still on the silence.
"…As soon as you feel like you can. Did you want to today?"
"No."
"Alright."
I feel too embarrassed to wash him anywhere else. He seems to realize that. He takes the sponge. I leave. I sit out in the hallway until he says that he is done. He doesn`t ask for help with hard to reach places. I am thankful for that. I can understand why he let me do his back. That`s easy for me to get to and far less embarrassing. I take the bowl and place it back into the bathroom. I approach the door.
"Wait."
I turn to face him. He`s staring at me now. I feel strange under his eyes.
"Is there something that you wanted?"
"Please stay here."
"You want me to stay here?"
"I get…freaked out when I`m alone. I hate being alone."
"Alright. I`ll stay until you go to sleep. Will that be enough?"
"Yeah."
I take a seat beside the bed. He lays back and stares up at the ceiling instead of me. After awhile my eyes begin to droop. He still wasn`t asleep.
`How can he stay up so long?`
"Will you sit with me tomorrow? I need company." I hear him ask.
"Sure." I hear myself reply. I guess that I wasn`t really awake when he asked. I don`t recall thinking about it. I end up falling asleep in that chair soon after he falls asleep.
***Yes. I know. Not much action right now. This isn`t one of my usual stories where there are bad guys and a complex plot. This is like a regular day in my "fic world". Anyways…sorry for not updating for so long. I`ve been busy. R&R!!!! ^.^ I promise that it will get better!
Remember: Knives is SUPPOSED to be OOC.