Again: sorry for not updating so long, but well.. I'm really busy(really!)
and.. I only write when my parents aren't home(don't want them to know I
write fics, come on, would you want your parents to know their daughter
writes stuff like this??) and my mother broke her arm so she's home a lot
now, so I an't write or upload anything *cries* well, anyway, about this
chapter.. it's not my favorite, but I guess you L/V fans will like it,
because it the first real move between those two /^.\\ anyway, enjoy,
review and please forgive me /;.\\
7- Just A Little Kiss
'Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!'
Vash ran to a few old people, and embraced them. 'Oh, dear Vashie! Haven't seen you for so long! How are you?' the old lady said. 'Never better, grandma!' The man smiled and walked to Legato. 'So.' He said. 'I guess you're his friend?' Legato just nodded, and they shook hands. The old man laughed. 'Well, I'm sure you'll have a great time here!' the lady also walked to Legato, and hugged him. 'Welcome, my friend, welcome!' Vash jumped between them, and said with a happy voice 'Let me introduce you! Grandma, dad, this is Legato Bluesummers, and Legato, they are Cathy and Tim Theresi, but you can call them grandma and granddad!' Legato just smiled. 'Where's Peter?' Vash asked. 'He has a job' the old lady, Cathy, said. 'He works on the police office.' The old couple laughed at Vash' and Legato's reaction, they both looked first surprised, then kind of afraid. 'But I told him not to arrest you.' Cathy said. 'Gee' Vash replied 'Thank you!' 'Well,' Tim said. 'Let's get your stuff inside, the room is ready! You'll have to sleep together in one room, but I don't think you'll mind, right?' Vash smiled, and they walked to the little house.
40 minutes later, everything was in their room, and they were sitting in the garden. Legato looked surprised to how green everything was! There was grass here, and trees.. and even flowers! Mostly red flowers, and he didn't really like red, but still: flowers! Cathy came with something to drink, and when Vash and Peter were in the village, shopping.. so they had something to eat that evening, Legato was alone with the old lady. 'So..' she said. 'You're a friend of Vash?' 'Sort of.' Legato replied. She smiled. 'Vash is a good friend.. always ready to help people in need..'
'Hm..' 'Did he help you too?' 'I guess so..' Legato closed his eyes, he was tired.. they hadn't been sleeping in a good bed for a few days, and even though he was used to it, he still was tired. And the wound on the place were his rib was broken, was really hurting. He smiled. Meryl'd been right, he cut himself when the pain was driving him crazy, and he hoped it would escape this way.. it didn't work, just more pain.. his rib was almost healed, but the wound was sometimes still bleeding.. he didn't tell Vash.. 'Legato?' He heard his name, and opened his eyes, looking at the old woman, who smiled. 'Didn't you hear me? I called you three times before.' She did? 'Doesn't matter.' She said. 'Will you please help me, I want some apples from that tree, to make a pie, but I'm an old lady.. can you do it, please?' Legato just nodded, and rose from his chair. On that moment, it felt like some knife cut in the wound, because it really hurt. He closed his eyes for a moment, and then walked to the tree, feeling more pain with every second. She followed him, and said 'Please go into the tree, and throw the apples to me.' He nodded, and climbed in the tree. It was hard to breath, and everything was spinning, but he ordered himself not to let go, because then he would fall down.. He took some apples, throw them down, and then climbed out of the tree. He had tears in his eyes because of the pain, and leaned to the tree. 'Are you alright?' Cathy asked. 'Hm..' Legato whispered. 'I'm.. fine..' he felt how the old lady took his arm 'I don't think you are, come with me..' He looked at her, how she was trying to get him.. and felt how his legs didn't want to carry him anymore.. and closed his eyes..
'Are you feeling better?'
I open my eyes, and look into an old face.. then, feel water hitting my face. It's nice.. it's not so hot here.. at least, not as hot as.. outside.. She smiles. Why? 'What.. happened?' I ask.. what am I doing here? 'You fainted, I carried you inside. You're pretty injured, you know?' I nod. Of course I know that.. she gives me a glass with water in it.. 'You need to drink a lot' she says. 'It's so hot.. and when you're already not feeling so well..' I drink it, and must admit: It's good.. I close my eyes.. my head hurts.. suddenly, I sit up, grab the hand of the lady, who was walking to the kitchen, for a moment ignore the wound, and look at her, scared. 'Is Vash home?' She smiles. 'No, he's still in the village.' I sigh in relief and lay back. 'Would you.. would you please not tell him?' 'Tell him what?' Oh, humans are so stupid.. 'Well, what happened of course!' 'Why don't you want him to know that? You can't keep hiding.' She now sits on the couch I'm lying on, laying her hand on my warm, feverish face. 'You need someone to care for you, otherwise that wound won't heal.' 'hmm, well, maybe I'll never heal..' I whisper, closing my eyes. 'I just don't want to be sick anymore, don't want his care.. I'm sick of just lying down with everyone pretending they care and constantly asking if 'I'm alright.'..' Lies. Lies again. I.. so love his caring.. but, no! I can't.. love, oh how I even dare to think this.. about someone like him.. 'They're just saying that for your own good.' .stupid..human.. 'Maybe they don't know what's good for me.' How can they if I don't even know it myself? She sighs. 'Fine, I won't tell, but if you faint again, I will tell him everything, and if it really hurts, you have to come to me, okay? And at least twice a week, so I can see if that wound is healing.' ..that sounds pretty good.. I nod, then close my eyes.. I'm so tired.. I feel she lays a blanket over me, and says 'I'll wake you up when Vash arrives.. just sleep..' that's nice.. sleep..
'I can't believe I never noticed..' 'It's really serious..' 'Maybe we should get him to a doctor..' 'Or a hospital?' 'We don't have one here..'
Voices.. what.. I open my eyes a little..
'I think he's waking up..' 'Oh, I don't hope he's angry..' 'Maybe you should leave..' 'Are you sure.alone.. with him..'
Footsteps.. another voice, saying my name.. who's there? A hand.. on my face.. I open my eyes a little bit more.. until I can see something..
Everything is spinning.. someone is looking at me.. Red.. and blonde..
'V..Vash?' I say.. my throat.. hurts.. I see he smiles.
'Yes, it's me, Legato. How are you feeling?'
But.. how..?
Of course. That woman. She told Vash.. while we made a deal.. I sigh. Never trust humans. Master was right. But.. Vash isn't human..
'Legato?'
hmm? Oh.. I sit up, and smile. 'I'm fine!' I lie.. I try to get of the couch, but suddenly feel pain.. that wound.. I feel tears in my eyes, close them.. don't show.. don't let him know.. too late. He already knows. 'Legato.. don't hurt yourself..' he says.. He helps me getting back on the couch.. I feel some liquid spreading over my stomach area.. blood.. I'm bleeding.. should I tell him? 'why didn't you tell me?' he says softly, while letting his hand run through my hair. 'I.. didn't want.. you.. to worry.. about me..' lies? 'What do you mean?' he says. 'If you're sick, I want to help you!' I look at him and smile. 'You're doing so much for me.. and I don't want.. someone like you..' a superior being, I think. But I don't say it. Haven't said that to him since that night.. but I still think of him like that. I always did. You can't change that. I just close my eyes, finding that a good excuse for not talking anymore.. he lays his hand on my face, as I open my eyes a bit, just enough to see him smiling. 'I care for you, Legato, I really do. I mean, you've changed so much..' That's true, I changed.. If I would see myself like this a few months ago, I would laugh.. 'So..' Vash says 'Do you want me to care for you?' It's like a month ago, only this time he asks me, instead of just take me.. do I want? 'Yes..' I whisper, and I see he smiles. 'Good.. then let me take you to our room.' I try to sit up, but then feel strong arms around me, and take me of the couch. I look at Vash, who smiles, and then look down, at the ground.. he's carrying me! I lay my head against his chest.. hmm.. it's warm.. nice..
Vash looked at Legato, sleeping in one of the two beds that were in their room. He smiled, as he sat next to him, letting his hand run through the sleeping man's hair. 'Why are you so afraid..' Vash whispered. 'Why do you keep believing I am better than you, keep believing I don't feel pain, don't worry.. It's not like I'm a wise guy or something..' he sighed, when Cathy came in. Vash turned around, and smiled. 'Hi, grandma.' 'Hi Vashie.' She said, and then came standing next to him, looking at Legato, who was sleeping on his back, with his head to one side. 'don't worry Vashie, I'm sure your friend's going to be fine..' 'I don't know, grandma.. sure, that wound will heal, but how can I help him with his mental problems if he doesn't even tell me when he feels bad? And when I don't even notice?' Vash sighed. 'I think I'm doing this all wrong.. if only Rem was here.. she'd know what to do. She would solve this all in a few minutes, while it takes me so long! Why? Am I so bad?' 'You're doing a lot for Legato..' 'Yes, but not enough! I want to talk with him, about his life, his feelings, Knives.. because I think talking would help, but every time I do, he's sad! I really, really don't know what could help him..' 'Love, Vash.' Vash looked at Cathy, surprised. 'Love?' 'Yes' the old lady said 'Your friend doesn't need endless talking, or travelling to the most beautiful places of Gunsmoke. He just needs you, and himself to accept that.' She gently let her hand run through his spiky hair, and said while walking away 'Think about that.' And then, closed the door, leaving a very confused Vash. 'Love..' he whispered, while looking at Legato. But what kind of love? The love like between friends? Or.. the feeling that he felt for Nicolas? He sighed and laid his head on the bed, confused. 'Why does everything have to be so difficult?' he sighed.
'Vash?'
Vash looked behind and saw Legato was awake, sitting in the bed, looking a bit confused at him.
'Where are you going? Are you leaving? To where? Can I come with you?'
Vash smiled and walked to him. 'I'm just going down stairs, eat something.' Legato looked confused, and Vash saw he was still sleepy, it was like he was dreaming with his eyes open, not knowing what he was doing. 'But I want you to stay. It's so cold when I'm alone..' Vash smiled and sat next to Legato, who looked at him, with the surprised eyes of a little puppy dog that didn't know where his owner went, it was so cute.. he felt Legato's cold skin, it was always cold, and touched his soft hair, while wondering: What would his lips feel like? Would they be cold, like his skin? Would they be soft, like his hair? And what would they taste like? Like salt, from his tears? Or would they be sweet, from the candy he liked to eat? While Legato was staring at him, Vash felt like he just had to find out. He moved a bit closer to Legato, until their faces were almost touching each other, and he laid his hand in Legato's neck, feeling the blue hair, looked into the golden puppy eye, and slowly tasted his lips.
It was a light, short kiss, but wonderful. His lips.. they were cold, not the freezing cold of Gunsmoke's nights, but the fresh cold of the dawn. They tasted like thousands kind of fruits, every second that the kiss lasted, he tasted something new, and it was always better than the last fantastic one. Vash knew he wanted more, and Legato was just responding. Vash laid one hand on Legato's cheek, and moved closer to him, and kissed him deeper, longer. When their lips left each other, Vash couldn't help but sigh from happiness. Legato was just staring, confused, just like a few moments ago, like nothing happened. What does he feel, Vash wondered. Did he experience the same as I, or doesn't he know what happened? He carefully held Legato, and laid him back with his head on the pillow, and when he did, Legato immediately closed his eyes and returned to sleep, while Vash was licking his own lips, just to feel Legato again.
But it was gone..
/^.\\ Hope you liked that! I don't know when the next update will be, I hope soon.. oh, and to the reviewers: thank you! Love ya!
7- Just A Little Kiss
'Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!'
Vash ran to a few old people, and embraced them. 'Oh, dear Vashie! Haven't seen you for so long! How are you?' the old lady said. 'Never better, grandma!' The man smiled and walked to Legato. 'So.' He said. 'I guess you're his friend?' Legato just nodded, and they shook hands. The old man laughed. 'Well, I'm sure you'll have a great time here!' the lady also walked to Legato, and hugged him. 'Welcome, my friend, welcome!' Vash jumped between them, and said with a happy voice 'Let me introduce you! Grandma, dad, this is Legato Bluesummers, and Legato, they are Cathy and Tim Theresi, but you can call them grandma and granddad!' Legato just smiled. 'Where's Peter?' Vash asked. 'He has a job' the old lady, Cathy, said. 'He works on the police office.' The old couple laughed at Vash' and Legato's reaction, they both looked first surprised, then kind of afraid. 'But I told him not to arrest you.' Cathy said. 'Gee' Vash replied 'Thank you!' 'Well,' Tim said. 'Let's get your stuff inside, the room is ready! You'll have to sleep together in one room, but I don't think you'll mind, right?' Vash smiled, and they walked to the little house.
40 minutes later, everything was in their room, and they were sitting in the garden. Legato looked surprised to how green everything was! There was grass here, and trees.. and even flowers! Mostly red flowers, and he didn't really like red, but still: flowers! Cathy came with something to drink, and when Vash and Peter were in the village, shopping.. so they had something to eat that evening, Legato was alone with the old lady. 'So..' she said. 'You're a friend of Vash?' 'Sort of.' Legato replied. She smiled. 'Vash is a good friend.. always ready to help people in need..'
'Hm..' 'Did he help you too?' 'I guess so..' Legato closed his eyes, he was tired.. they hadn't been sleeping in a good bed for a few days, and even though he was used to it, he still was tired. And the wound on the place were his rib was broken, was really hurting. He smiled. Meryl'd been right, he cut himself when the pain was driving him crazy, and he hoped it would escape this way.. it didn't work, just more pain.. his rib was almost healed, but the wound was sometimes still bleeding.. he didn't tell Vash.. 'Legato?' He heard his name, and opened his eyes, looking at the old woman, who smiled. 'Didn't you hear me? I called you three times before.' She did? 'Doesn't matter.' She said. 'Will you please help me, I want some apples from that tree, to make a pie, but I'm an old lady.. can you do it, please?' Legato just nodded, and rose from his chair. On that moment, it felt like some knife cut in the wound, because it really hurt. He closed his eyes for a moment, and then walked to the tree, feeling more pain with every second. She followed him, and said 'Please go into the tree, and throw the apples to me.' He nodded, and climbed in the tree. It was hard to breath, and everything was spinning, but he ordered himself not to let go, because then he would fall down.. He took some apples, throw them down, and then climbed out of the tree. He had tears in his eyes because of the pain, and leaned to the tree. 'Are you alright?' Cathy asked. 'Hm..' Legato whispered. 'I'm.. fine..' he felt how the old lady took his arm 'I don't think you are, come with me..' He looked at her, how she was trying to get him.. and felt how his legs didn't want to carry him anymore.. and closed his eyes..
'Are you feeling better?'
I open my eyes, and look into an old face.. then, feel water hitting my face. It's nice.. it's not so hot here.. at least, not as hot as.. outside.. She smiles. Why? 'What.. happened?' I ask.. what am I doing here? 'You fainted, I carried you inside. You're pretty injured, you know?' I nod. Of course I know that.. she gives me a glass with water in it.. 'You need to drink a lot' she says. 'It's so hot.. and when you're already not feeling so well..' I drink it, and must admit: It's good.. I close my eyes.. my head hurts.. suddenly, I sit up, grab the hand of the lady, who was walking to the kitchen, for a moment ignore the wound, and look at her, scared. 'Is Vash home?' She smiles. 'No, he's still in the village.' I sigh in relief and lay back. 'Would you.. would you please not tell him?' 'Tell him what?' Oh, humans are so stupid.. 'Well, what happened of course!' 'Why don't you want him to know that? You can't keep hiding.' She now sits on the couch I'm lying on, laying her hand on my warm, feverish face. 'You need someone to care for you, otherwise that wound won't heal.' 'hmm, well, maybe I'll never heal..' I whisper, closing my eyes. 'I just don't want to be sick anymore, don't want his care.. I'm sick of just lying down with everyone pretending they care and constantly asking if 'I'm alright.'..' Lies. Lies again. I.. so love his caring.. but, no! I can't.. love, oh how I even dare to think this.. about someone like him.. 'They're just saying that for your own good.' .stupid..human.. 'Maybe they don't know what's good for me.' How can they if I don't even know it myself? She sighs. 'Fine, I won't tell, but if you faint again, I will tell him everything, and if it really hurts, you have to come to me, okay? And at least twice a week, so I can see if that wound is healing.' ..that sounds pretty good.. I nod, then close my eyes.. I'm so tired.. I feel she lays a blanket over me, and says 'I'll wake you up when Vash arrives.. just sleep..' that's nice.. sleep..
'I can't believe I never noticed..' 'It's really serious..' 'Maybe we should get him to a doctor..' 'Or a hospital?' 'We don't have one here..'
Voices.. what.. I open my eyes a little..
'I think he's waking up..' 'Oh, I don't hope he's angry..' 'Maybe you should leave..' 'Are you sure.alone.. with him..'
Footsteps.. another voice, saying my name.. who's there? A hand.. on my face.. I open my eyes a little bit more.. until I can see something..
Everything is spinning.. someone is looking at me.. Red.. and blonde..
'V..Vash?' I say.. my throat.. hurts.. I see he smiles.
'Yes, it's me, Legato. How are you feeling?'
But.. how..?
Of course. That woman. She told Vash.. while we made a deal.. I sigh. Never trust humans. Master was right. But.. Vash isn't human..
'Legato?'
hmm? Oh.. I sit up, and smile. 'I'm fine!' I lie.. I try to get of the couch, but suddenly feel pain.. that wound.. I feel tears in my eyes, close them.. don't show.. don't let him know.. too late. He already knows. 'Legato.. don't hurt yourself..' he says.. He helps me getting back on the couch.. I feel some liquid spreading over my stomach area.. blood.. I'm bleeding.. should I tell him? 'why didn't you tell me?' he says softly, while letting his hand run through my hair. 'I.. didn't want.. you.. to worry.. about me..' lies? 'What do you mean?' he says. 'If you're sick, I want to help you!' I look at him and smile. 'You're doing so much for me.. and I don't want.. someone like you..' a superior being, I think. But I don't say it. Haven't said that to him since that night.. but I still think of him like that. I always did. You can't change that. I just close my eyes, finding that a good excuse for not talking anymore.. he lays his hand on my face, as I open my eyes a bit, just enough to see him smiling. 'I care for you, Legato, I really do. I mean, you've changed so much..' That's true, I changed.. If I would see myself like this a few months ago, I would laugh.. 'So..' Vash says 'Do you want me to care for you?' It's like a month ago, only this time he asks me, instead of just take me.. do I want? 'Yes..' I whisper, and I see he smiles. 'Good.. then let me take you to our room.' I try to sit up, but then feel strong arms around me, and take me of the couch. I look at Vash, who smiles, and then look down, at the ground.. he's carrying me! I lay my head against his chest.. hmm.. it's warm.. nice..
Vash looked at Legato, sleeping in one of the two beds that were in their room. He smiled, as he sat next to him, letting his hand run through the sleeping man's hair. 'Why are you so afraid..' Vash whispered. 'Why do you keep believing I am better than you, keep believing I don't feel pain, don't worry.. It's not like I'm a wise guy or something..' he sighed, when Cathy came in. Vash turned around, and smiled. 'Hi, grandma.' 'Hi Vashie.' She said, and then came standing next to him, looking at Legato, who was sleeping on his back, with his head to one side. 'don't worry Vashie, I'm sure your friend's going to be fine..' 'I don't know, grandma.. sure, that wound will heal, but how can I help him with his mental problems if he doesn't even tell me when he feels bad? And when I don't even notice?' Vash sighed. 'I think I'm doing this all wrong.. if only Rem was here.. she'd know what to do. She would solve this all in a few minutes, while it takes me so long! Why? Am I so bad?' 'You're doing a lot for Legato..' 'Yes, but not enough! I want to talk with him, about his life, his feelings, Knives.. because I think talking would help, but every time I do, he's sad! I really, really don't know what could help him..' 'Love, Vash.' Vash looked at Cathy, surprised. 'Love?' 'Yes' the old lady said 'Your friend doesn't need endless talking, or travelling to the most beautiful places of Gunsmoke. He just needs you, and himself to accept that.' She gently let her hand run through his spiky hair, and said while walking away 'Think about that.' And then, closed the door, leaving a very confused Vash. 'Love..' he whispered, while looking at Legato. But what kind of love? The love like between friends? Or.. the feeling that he felt for Nicolas? He sighed and laid his head on the bed, confused. 'Why does everything have to be so difficult?' he sighed.
'Vash?'
Vash looked behind and saw Legato was awake, sitting in the bed, looking a bit confused at him.
'Where are you going? Are you leaving? To where? Can I come with you?'
Vash smiled and walked to him. 'I'm just going down stairs, eat something.' Legato looked confused, and Vash saw he was still sleepy, it was like he was dreaming with his eyes open, not knowing what he was doing. 'But I want you to stay. It's so cold when I'm alone..' Vash smiled and sat next to Legato, who looked at him, with the surprised eyes of a little puppy dog that didn't know where his owner went, it was so cute.. he felt Legato's cold skin, it was always cold, and touched his soft hair, while wondering: What would his lips feel like? Would they be cold, like his skin? Would they be soft, like his hair? And what would they taste like? Like salt, from his tears? Or would they be sweet, from the candy he liked to eat? While Legato was staring at him, Vash felt like he just had to find out. He moved a bit closer to Legato, until their faces were almost touching each other, and he laid his hand in Legato's neck, feeling the blue hair, looked into the golden puppy eye, and slowly tasted his lips.
It was a light, short kiss, but wonderful. His lips.. they were cold, not the freezing cold of Gunsmoke's nights, but the fresh cold of the dawn. They tasted like thousands kind of fruits, every second that the kiss lasted, he tasted something new, and it was always better than the last fantastic one. Vash knew he wanted more, and Legato was just responding. Vash laid one hand on Legato's cheek, and moved closer to him, and kissed him deeper, longer. When their lips left each other, Vash couldn't help but sigh from happiness. Legato was just staring, confused, just like a few moments ago, like nothing happened. What does he feel, Vash wondered. Did he experience the same as I, or doesn't he know what happened? He carefully held Legato, and laid him back with his head on the pillow, and when he did, Legato immediately closed his eyes and returned to sleep, while Vash was licking his own lips, just to feel Legato again.
But it was gone..
/^.\\ Hope you liked that! I don't know when the next update will be, I hope soon.. oh, and to the reviewers: thank you! Love ya!