First: thaaaaank you for the reviews! I love you! /^.\\Sorry for not
updating lately, but school. busy.. anyway, there's another reason why I'm
not updating a lot, because this story isn't finished yet.. I'm currently
writing the 10th chapter, so if I upload too soon, and come to the point
that I haven't written yet, you would have to wait a reaaaally long time
for the next update, and I doubt you'd want that.. or, I could just write
faster, of course. Just one more thing: (almost) everything of this chapter
is Legato's pov.. oh, and enjoy.
5- Nicolas
I felt a hand on my skin, and someone put a blanket on me.. like.. like you see with dead people, with the difference it wasn't on my face, and well- I'm not dead. Yet. Vash.. I opened my eyes, and looked at the person sitting next to me, and smiled a fake smile. I hated smiling, but had to.. to make my plan work. 'Good morning..' I whisper. Cold. It's cold here.. he puts his arms around me, trying to make me feel better. It doesn't work, but I'm not saying that. Or should I? It's so hard to be friends with someone! You don't know when to say something, and when to shut up. You don't know.. why hasn't Master taught me how to be friends?
I hear another voice.. a very.. annoying voice.. the big girl looks at me. 'Hi mister Legato!' she says happy. How can someone be so happy? I killed her lover. He deserved his dead, just as I do. 'Are you hungry?' she asks. Am I? I always eat, to ease and hide my pain.. it makes me feel good. Sweet things.. to fill up the sweet part that my life is missing.. oh please! I sound like, like.. I sigh. I don't even know who I am anymore. If only.. If only I died. There's nothing left for me on this world. And there's no way Vash can teach me.
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'Why are we here?' I ask Vash. It's been three weeks since Vash took me with him.. and.. sometimes I hear him talking to the girls. Saying that he's so happy that I'm feeling better. Lies. Every day, I feel more pain. I just hide it, I always hide it. That's the only thing I can do: hiding. So he thinks he has a friend. But the world is so dark.. and cold. And everything is spinning, and I feel alone.. I never felt alone when I was with Knives. Or.. did I? Was I hiding again?
Now, we are standing by a nice, little, white church. It seems familiar, but I don't remember.. Vash carries flowers.. I wonder.. why.. I look at him, he looks at the church and smiles. 'Do you know this place?' he asks. 'I.. think so..' I answer. He puts his arms around me and we walk to the garden behind the church.
There's just one grave.. and grass.. and sun, because there is always sun, and.. flowers. But they are looking a bit dead.. I wonder who is resting here, and I feel jealous. "Vash?' I ask. 'If I die, will you let me rest at a beautiful place like this?' No answer.
He gives me the flowers, and tells me to put them at the grave. And to look at it, and read. Who rests here. I walk to the grave, feeling more jealous with every second. I kneel.. for the stone.. and lay my head on the flowers, feeling hoe soft they are.. I don't want to give them away. The lucky one who is resting here doesn't need them. I do. Who is lying here? I look at the stone.. it takes me a while to be able to read it, but..
Rest In Peace
Nicolas D. Wolfwood
A friend, lover, and priest we all loved. Sleep well, our dear Nicolas
Chapel? Is Chapel here? The flowers fall on the grave. why? Why is he bringing me here? Am I supposed to feel guilty? I killed him! I gave him a beautiful home. He should be thanking me! Vash is standing behind me, putting his hand on my shoulder. 'Why.. why did you take me here?' I ask. 'Don't know.' Vash said. 'I go to his grave once in a month.. the priests here take care of it, but it seems like they forgot the flowers this time.. It's a beautiful grave, don't you think?' I nod. I never really knew Chapel. He was just another gun-ho gun.. I knew he was friends with Vash, and that was why he had to die.. 'I killed him.' Vash nods. 'I know.. but it wasn't your fault. It was because of my brother..' Is that true? 'Do you hate Master?' I ask.. 'You shouldn't hate him. He's an angel.. you can't hate angels.' No answer.
He sits next to me, and puts his arms around me, gently playing with my hair. He lies his head against my chest.. and I see he has his eyes closed.. It's not that bad. Master.. he didn't even talked to me in my sleep, even though I tried so hard to reach him. Guess he's still angry.. I'm sitting here.. and.. the sun I used to hate so much, suddenly feels so warm.. I guess.. it isn't that bad. I look at Vash.. he's so nice. I used to hate him-and am supposed to hate him even now.. but he's been so nice to me.. caring for me.. why? I smile, and for once, it's a true smile.. I never felt like this before, so warm inside.. so.. happy. Vash.. you are so.. sweet.. so caring.. Vash..
'Vash..'
'Nicolas..'
Cold. The warm, happy feeling is gone. My smile is gone. What.. what did he say? Nicolas.
Nicolas.
So that's why. That's why he cares for me. That's why he wants to 'show me the nice things in life.' For Wolfwood... To pretend I'm Wolfwood. To finish what he could never do.. I'm a replacement. Again. Again..
I push him away, he looks surprised, didn't even notice.. I'm a replacement. Nothing more than a replacement. Nothing.. I.. am.. nothing.. I run away, as fast as my tired legs can.
'Legato?' he screams. Legato? He doesn't exist! All I am is a replacement! First, I lived my life as a replacement for Vash, doing everything for my Master, now, you promise me a better life, but give me exactly the same-no! Even worse! Master.. Master said to me I was a slave, a replacement, you, you let me believe I am more, you take me so high, and then let me fall again, with no one to catch me! Master.. I miss you! Master.. where are You?
I fall on my knees, don't even know where I am, and don't care. This world.. it is fake! I hate it! I.. all I want.. is to be.. happy.. I feel I'm crying, shaking, but I still don't care.. even if I died right now.. oh please let me die.. please..
Arms. Around me. Voices. Of humans. No, go away! Stop pretending you care! Go.. go.. I don't want.. anymore.. no..
'My my, children, what's wrong?' The priest of the church walked to a few people, who were standing by a young man, who was sitting on his knees, crying, screaming.. he looked like he was about to die. The priest kneeled down and looked at the face of the young man, and his worried, sad eye(he could only see one, the other was covered with blue hair). 'What's wrong, darling?' he asked. 'I..' the trembling man tried to say. 'I.. am.. a replacement.. nothing.. no one.. no one cares for me.. I want to go back to my Master! Master.. I miss You!' after that, he felt into the priest's arms, crying. The priest gently hugged the crying creature, and then carried him to the church.
'I miss Him.. why.. why am I nothing.. what.. what have I done to.. to deserve this.. all humans.. can be happy.. despite of how.. worthless they are.. but.. I..' 'sssh..' the priest whispered while he gave Legato some water. He took the younger man in his arms and sighed. Poor little thing.. Then, the door of the church opened, and a familiar man ran in. The priest looked at him and smiled. He was here every month, to care for the grave of a friend. 'Hi Vash.' He said. Vash ran to him, and sat next to Legato. 'Legato, I'm so sorry.. I shouldn't have said that, it was just.. I'm sorry.' Legato looked at Vash, angry, dangerous.. 'I hate you..' he whispered. 'Don't say that, please..' 'I hate you..' Legato said again. 'You.. you.. called me Nicolas! I'm just a replacement.. why didn't you say so? You.. I really don't know why you keep pretending you're better than Master.. you..' he sighed and closed his eyes. 'Vash.. just go away. Chapel is dead. Get over it.' 'But..' the blonde said. 'I don't want to leave you..' 'Go away!' Legato screamed. 'Can't you see you're only hurting me with staying? Stop pretending you care about me, you hate me! I.. I was so close to happiness, but you, you give me only pain! Just go, Vash.. I hate you..' Vash was getting angry 'Then what do you want to do when I leave you? Go back to Knives? He'll kill you! How can you even think of me being the same as my brother, I care for you!' Legato was getting calm, probably because he was so tired. 'You care for Chapel.. not for me.. no one cares for me..' Vash sighed and took him in his arms. 'I don't know.. but what I do know, is that we have to get out of here. Tomorrow, we're going to another town, far away. I know a very nice town, you'll like it. Nice people, no one knows you.. and far away from everything. Just.. a few days, weeks, months together. As long as you need it. Just the two of us.' Legato nodded and closed his eyes. 'Vash..' he sighed..
..I know the ending was a bit strange.. but anyway.. please review /^.\\
5- Nicolas
I felt a hand on my skin, and someone put a blanket on me.. like.. like you see with dead people, with the difference it wasn't on my face, and well- I'm not dead. Yet. Vash.. I opened my eyes, and looked at the person sitting next to me, and smiled a fake smile. I hated smiling, but had to.. to make my plan work. 'Good morning..' I whisper. Cold. It's cold here.. he puts his arms around me, trying to make me feel better. It doesn't work, but I'm not saying that. Or should I? It's so hard to be friends with someone! You don't know when to say something, and when to shut up. You don't know.. why hasn't Master taught me how to be friends?
I hear another voice.. a very.. annoying voice.. the big girl looks at me. 'Hi mister Legato!' she says happy. How can someone be so happy? I killed her lover. He deserved his dead, just as I do. 'Are you hungry?' she asks. Am I? I always eat, to ease and hide my pain.. it makes me feel good. Sweet things.. to fill up the sweet part that my life is missing.. oh please! I sound like, like.. I sigh. I don't even know who I am anymore. If only.. If only I died. There's nothing left for me on this world. And there's no way Vash can teach me.
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'Why are we here?' I ask Vash. It's been three weeks since Vash took me with him.. and.. sometimes I hear him talking to the girls. Saying that he's so happy that I'm feeling better. Lies. Every day, I feel more pain. I just hide it, I always hide it. That's the only thing I can do: hiding. So he thinks he has a friend. But the world is so dark.. and cold. And everything is spinning, and I feel alone.. I never felt alone when I was with Knives. Or.. did I? Was I hiding again?
Now, we are standing by a nice, little, white church. It seems familiar, but I don't remember.. Vash carries flowers.. I wonder.. why.. I look at him, he looks at the church and smiles. 'Do you know this place?' he asks. 'I.. think so..' I answer. He puts his arms around me and we walk to the garden behind the church.
There's just one grave.. and grass.. and sun, because there is always sun, and.. flowers. But they are looking a bit dead.. I wonder who is resting here, and I feel jealous. "Vash?' I ask. 'If I die, will you let me rest at a beautiful place like this?' No answer.
He gives me the flowers, and tells me to put them at the grave. And to look at it, and read. Who rests here. I walk to the grave, feeling more jealous with every second. I kneel.. for the stone.. and lay my head on the flowers, feeling hoe soft they are.. I don't want to give them away. The lucky one who is resting here doesn't need them. I do. Who is lying here? I look at the stone.. it takes me a while to be able to read it, but..
Rest In Peace
Nicolas D. Wolfwood
A friend, lover, and priest we all loved. Sleep well, our dear Nicolas
Chapel? Is Chapel here? The flowers fall on the grave. why? Why is he bringing me here? Am I supposed to feel guilty? I killed him! I gave him a beautiful home. He should be thanking me! Vash is standing behind me, putting his hand on my shoulder. 'Why.. why did you take me here?' I ask. 'Don't know.' Vash said. 'I go to his grave once in a month.. the priests here take care of it, but it seems like they forgot the flowers this time.. It's a beautiful grave, don't you think?' I nod. I never really knew Chapel. He was just another gun-ho gun.. I knew he was friends with Vash, and that was why he had to die.. 'I killed him.' Vash nods. 'I know.. but it wasn't your fault. It was because of my brother..' Is that true? 'Do you hate Master?' I ask.. 'You shouldn't hate him. He's an angel.. you can't hate angels.' No answer.
He sits next to me, and puts his arms around me, gently playing with my hair. He lies his head against my chest.. and I see he has his eyes closed.. It's not that bad. Master.. he didn't even talked to me in my sleep, even though I tried so hard to reach him. Guess he's still angry.. I'm sitting here.. and.. the sun I used to hate so much, suddenly feels so warm.. I guess.. it isn't that bad. I look at Vash.. he's so nice. I used to hate him-and am supposed to hate him even now.. but he's been so nice to me.. caring for me.. why? I smile, and for once, it's a true smile.. I never felt like this before, so warm inside.. so.. happy. Vash.. you are so.. sweet.. so caring.. Vash..
'Vash..'
'Nicolas..'
Cold. The warm, happy feeling is gone. My smile is gone. What.. what did he say? Nicolas.
Nicolas.
So that's why. That's why he cares for me. That's why he wants to 'show me the nice things in life.' For Wolfwood... To pretend I'm Wolfwood. To finish what he could never do.. I'm a replacement. Again. Again..
I push him away, he looks surprised, didn't even notice.. I'm a replacement. Nothing more than a replacement. Nothing.. I.. am.. nothing.. I run away, as fast as my tired legs can.
'Legato?' he screams. Legato? He doesn't exist! All I am is a replacement! First, I lived my life as a replacement for Vash, doing everything for my Master, now, you promise me a better life, but give me exactly the same-no! Even worse! Master.. Master said to me I was a slave, a replacement, you, you let me believe I am more, you take me so high, and then let me fall again, with no one to catch me! Master.. I miss you! Master.. where are You?
I fall on my knees, don't even know where I am, and don't care. This world.. it is fake! I hate it! I.. all I want.. is to be.. happy.. I feel I'm crying, shaking, but I still don't care.. even if I died right now.. oh please let me die.. please..
Arms. Around me. Voices. Of humans. No, go away! Stop pretending you care! Go.. go.. I don't want.. anymore.. no..
'My my, children, what's wrong?' The priest of the church walked to a few people, who were standing by a young man, who was sitting on his knees, crying, screaming.. he looked like he was about to die. The priest kneeled down and looked at the face of the young man, and his worried, sad eye(he could only see one, the other was covered with blue hair). 'What's wrong, darling?' he asked. 'I..' the trembling man tried to say. 'I.. am.. a replacement.. nothing.. no one.. no one cares for me.. I want to go back to my Master! Master.. I miss You!' after that, he felt into the priest's arms, crying. The priest gently hugged the crying creature, and then carried him to the church.
'I miss Him.. why.. why am I nothing.. what.. what have I done to.. to deserve this.. all humans.. can be happy.. despite of how.. worthless they are.. but.. I..' 'sssh..' the priest whispered while he gave Legato some water. He took the younger man in his arms and sighed. Poor little thing.. Then, the door of the church opened, and a familiar man ran in. The priest looked at him and smiled. He was here every month, to care for the grave of a friend. 'Hi Vash.' He said. Vash ran to him, and sat next to Legato. 'Legato, I'm so sorry.. I shouldn't have said that, it was just.. I'm sorry.' Legato looked at Vash, angry, dangerous.. 'I hate you..' he whispered. 'Don't say that, please..' 'I hate you..' Legato said again. 'You.. you.. called me Nicolas! I'm just a replacement.. why didn't you say so? You.. I really don't know why you keep pretending you're better than Master.. you..' he sighed and closed his eyes. 'Vash.. just go away. Chapel is dead. Get over it.' 'But..' the blonde said. 'I don't want to leave you..' 'Go away!' Legato screamed. 'Can't you see you're only hurting me with staying? Stop pretending you care about me, you hate me! I.. I was so close to happiness, but you, you give me only pain! Just go, Vash.. I hate you..' Vash was getting angry 'Then what do you want to do when I leave you? Go back to Knives? He'll kill you! How can you even think of me being the same as my brother, I care for you!' Legato was getting calm, probably because he was so tired. 'You care for Chapel.. not for me.. no one cares for me..' Vash sighed and took him in his arms. 'I don't know.. but what I do know, is that we have to get out of here. Tomorrow, we're going to another town, far away. I know a very nice town, you'll like it. Nice people, no one knows you.. and far away from everything. Just.. a few days, weeks, months together. As long as you need it. Just the two of us.' Legato nodded and closed his eyes. 'Vash..' he sighed..
..I know the ending was a bit strange.. but anyway.. please review /^.\\