YAY! Finally! I finished this story /^.\\ That's good new, because it means
I'll be uploading the remaining chapters soon. This one is a pretty long,
and important one, with a very bitchy Vash :P And it's the one that got my
rating up to PG /^.\\ Anyway, have fun and please review. Please? Oh,
there's another thing. I first named Peter's father Tim, but his original
name is Dirk. And to be honest, I like that name /^.\\ And I'm too laze to
change it in the whole story. Just so you know, he's not really important
anyway.
10- Broken Hearts
The next morning, it took Legato a while to figure out why he felt so strange, a feeling he only had when he killed people in an extremely violent way, or when he really pleased his master. Then, he looked at the bed next to him, and the beautiful, sleeping blonde that was in it, and he knew: Vash was the one that made him feel so.. strange, so warm, so safe.. almost.. happy.
He moved out of the bed, and quietly sat on Vash' bed, looking at him. He was so beautiful.. so perfect.. and so different from Knives. At that moment, it was hard to believe they were twins. He closed his eyes, thinking of Knives. There wasn't much chance he would ever search for his servant, after all those months.. and even if he did: Legato wasn't sure if he wanted to return to his master. Of course, he wouldn't have much choice, if Knives wanted him back, but now, he thought that being free wasn't that bad. And Vash wasn't that bad. He didn't think of his 'plan' anymore, to make Vash believe he was his friend, then dump him and go back to Knives.. he couldn't even think about hurting Vash anymore, he changed..
It felt strange, thinking those things.. but it felt good too, so he just surrendered. Still.. was he worth that beautiful plant?
Then, Vash opened his eyes, looked at Legato and smiled. 'Good morning..' He sat up, and laid his hand on Legato's cheek, who just smiled. It was hard for Vash to know how far he could go. He wanted to kiss Legato, and maybe even more, but didn't know if he was ready for that. Wouldn't it be strange for Legato, who was raped by Knives so many times, to make love with his twin brother? Then, Legato putted his arms around Vash and hugged him. 'Thank you..' he whispered. Vash looked at him, surprised, then smiled and kissed Legato softly on his blue hair, while thinking '..so hard to have a relation ship with someone who can read your mind..'
Legato smiled, while standing in their room. He was looking in the mirror, at himself, and felt so good, so different.. he combed his hair, although he had done that a thousand times before, and smiled to himself. He didn't look that bad.. still, he was happy there was no one at home: they were all in the village, even Vash, and it felt good to be alone sometimes.
'You're looking good'
For a second, Legato thought he said that, but the voice was different.. he slowly turned around, and looked with fear in his eyes at the person who was standing there.
Peter.
'Go away..' he whispered.. Peter just smiled, and walked to him. 'What? I give you a compliment.. don't you want to thank me?' Legato shook his head, the blue hair falling on his face. 'No. Go away.' Legato tried to walk away, but Peter grabbed his arm, and pushed his nails deep into the flesh, causing little wounds. Legato groaned, and Peter forced him to look at his attacker. 'You think you can escape? I don't think so.. and since you're being so rude to me, I think I'll have to punish you..'
It was like he was hearing Knives, the Knives he kicked out of his life this morning.. 'Please..' he whispered. 'Let me go..' Peter just laughed in a very cruel way. 'Let you go? No.. no.. you know, since you look so beautiful.. I think I'll give you a little more than just punishment..' Legato knew exactly what he meant, and he was more afraid than ever. 'Don't..' he whispered, while Peter moved close to him.. 'Shut up.' Peter whispered, before kissing Legato.
It was like that kiss destroyed the past few months, and Legato's feelings. Everything, the happy feeling, the love for Vash, was gone, there was just one thing left: hate. Hate for that man who was kissing him, holding him, hurting him and was about to rape him. A thousand voices in Legato's head spoke to him..
'Are you letting a human to that to you?' 'You're my servant Legato, that makes you better than other humans' 'Yes Master' 'Make sure you don't forget it' 'I learned you to defend yourself, and to kill those who are not worth living' 'You're strong, Legato, so strong..' 'And it's so easy, kill..' 'I respect you, I really do..'
Peter laughed. 'You're trembling, are you so afraid of me?' He laughed again, then grabbed Legato and pushed him to the mirror. Pieces of glass cut into his skin, and he screamed, but it was a weak scream. Peter walked to him, and began unbuttoning Legato's shirt. 'Oh look, it's all bloodied.. let me take it off..' he laughed again and licked Legato's blood that was flowing out of the wounds.
'Hate..' 'don't, please!' 'please sir, I have a family to take care of, and..' 'NO!' 'How could you.. you heartless monster..'
Hate.. how could he.. everything was spinning, and darkness embraced him, but Peter slapped him to keep him conscious. 'I want you to remember every minute of this..' he whispered.
'Sir.. I just wanted to say I liked working for you..'
He screamed again, even though everything hurts, as he felt Peter coming inside
'Mental pain is much more worse than any wound, Vash.'
Peter slapped him again, to make him stop screaming. He could taste the blood in his mouth.. as the voices became even more clear
' And beatings make you feel bad, for a while, but you'll heal.'
Sobs..Pain..Hate.. everything was one whirlwind in Legato's mind..
' You'll never heal from something like this, from the experience of someone hurting your soul, someone doing a thing to you, only people you really love should so. And.. and someone touching parts of you, no one should.. it worse than dying..'
Worse than dying.. 'Knives..' he whispered..
'Worse than dying'
'NO! Stop!' he screamed, but the only result was more pain. 'Please..'
'Worse than dying'
He felt that he was dying, felt the life leaving his body, and thought 'so this is it. This is how I die. Being raped by a worthless human.' Then, suddenly, there was nothing.
Silence.
The pain was gone, and he could only see white, like someone decided to erase everything around him. Then, he heard in his mind, a beautiful, clear voice.
'Will you promise me you won't let anyone hurt you again? And that you'll see how beautiful you are, because, it might sound strange, but I think you're one of the most beautiful things on this planet, better than these flowers, better than my memories, better than the dawn of the morning, the suns, the moons.. they're nothing compared to you, and I mean that. I.. I love you and I just hope.. just want you to love yourself..'
'I love you..'
That one sentence kept repeating in Legato's mind, when everything around him returned. He felt the pain again, but it wasn't that bad anymore, and still saw Peter, and then, without even knowing what he was doing, he screamed.
After that, darkness..
The first thing he saw when he woke up, was blood. Blood on his own, naked body, blood on the floor.. everywhere. Then, he realised Peter was gone, or at least not holding him anymore. Where was he? He decided not to think about that, and just get away.. he sat up, stumbled to the bed and grabbed a sheet and covered himself in it, walking to the door, when he hit something on the floor. He looked down, and there, it a puddle of blood, with his eyes and mouth open, lied Peter.
Dead.
'No..' Legato whispered. He knew what happened. For the first time in months, he killed again. Vash.. what would Vash think of him now? He softly began to sob, as he fell on his knees, next to the dead body. He felt blood flowing from countless wounds, then realised he had to get out, before Peters' parents and Vash came home. He walked(or: tried to) the door, when he heard voices.
'Legato! Peter, we're home!'
He heard footsteps walking towards him, and looked around. The only way he could escape was the window.. he ran to the window, opened it and looked down. There was grass on the ground, but it still was pretty high.. 'Oh well, if I don't survive it, they can't take me to the police..' and he jumped.
He hit the ground pretty hard, and for a moment he was unconscious, but woke up really soon, got on his feet and ran away, while he heard Cathy scream.. she probably found the dead body of her son.. and now, Vash would run to her.. and know what happened.. he sighed, but knew he couldn't worry about that right now: first he had to get away..
He ran to a little forest near.. he decided he would hide there, until he had the chance to get away.. or died.. when he reached the forest, he fell on his knees, crying of the pain.. then, he stood up again, knowing they could find him here.. he ran, not knowing where he was going, not seeing anything, everything was spinning, and he knew he was going to faint, but just kept on running.. then, he fell over a rock, felt his body hit the ground, and his head landing on something sharp, hard and cold.. then.. darkness again..
'Legato! Legato!'
Vash ran into the forest, furious. Peter.. he was dead! And Legato was gone.. how could he have done this? Vash felt betrayed, like this had been all a sick game for Legato, and that he didn't care for him.. but now, he just had to find him..
He stood still for a moment, tired. Cathy and her husband went to the police.. so he could find Legato. Now, when he had the change to think, he felt so sad.. yesterday, he had thought that everything was going to be fine, and now.. then, he saw something white between all the green, and moved towards it. When he saw what was lying there, he gasped in surprise.
Legato was lying on the ground, only covered with a originally white, bloodied sheet. His face was very pale, and his blue hair was red from the blood that was flowing out of a head injury. Vash took him in his arms, noticing his heart beat and breathing were very faint. He start shaking the half dead man, to wake him up. 'Legato! Wake up!' he said, crying. He embraced Legato, laying his head on his lover's shoulder, tears running down his bloodied back 'Oh God..Legato.. 'he sobbed 'Wake up.. please.. please..' He pulled away to look at Legato, but his head fell to one side, and he still had his eyes closed.. Vash looked at him: at his wounds, and wondered why he didn't have any clothes on, then he embraced Legato again, crying. 'Legato... why did you let.. let this happen.. why didn't you.. tell me..' after that, he held Legato even tighter and cried, like he never cried before, not even when Rem died. Every tear came right from his soul, and he was convinced that it was only a matter of time before Legato died, when he heard a weak voice.
'V..Vash?'
Vash pulled him away, looking at Legato, at his dirty, pale and bloodied face, and at his dead eyes which were staring at him, confused. For a moment, Vash thought Legato was brain dead again, but then, Legato smiled and kissed him.
Vash enjoyed the kiss for a minute, then realised he was mad at the person who was kissing him, and pulled away. Legato looked at him, confused. 'Why did you kill Peter?' Vash asked, anger in his voice. Legato looked down, ashamed, and his shoulders were shaking from the impact of new tears. 'I.. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to..' 'you didn't mean to?' Vash forgot how sad he'd been just a few minutes ago, and was getting angry again. 'You didn't mean to?? Hoe can you say that? Do you even know how sad his parents are? I thought you changed, Legato.. but I guess I can't change you. Tell me, have you ever truly wanted to change? Or is this just one of your sick games?'
Legato listened to him, with wide, shocked eyes. 'No.. ' he whispered 'Really.. I.. I love you Vash..' 'You don't know what love is!' Vash stood up, and Legato tried to, but fell down again: he was too tired and hurt.. he cried, and for a moment, vash wanted to take him in his arms again, but he decided to not be fooled again by Legato and his game.
So, Legato just sat there, on his knees, crying, still bleeding and feeling like everything and everyone hated him(which was probably true..). He kept whispering excuses, but Vash didn't listen, just stared. After a while, he calmed down, and Vash grabbed his arm. 'Come on' 'Where.. where are we going?' 'You are going to the police.' Vash said, with a cold voice. Legato's head shot up and he stared at Vash. 'NO!' Vash just stared again. 'Please Vash.. don't take me to the police.. this is not like you..' 'No, you're right.' Vash screamed. 'This is not like me, but you make me do things I don't want! I don't want to be like this, but you force me! Again!'
Now, Legato was getting angry too. 'I used to, yes, but not now! Please Vash, believe me, I wanted to change, it's not a game..' he remembered his idea of letting Vash believe he had a friend, then dump him.. 'Well, it worked..' he thought to himself, but he couldn't possibly be happy about that. He stood up, almost fell again(Vash almost held him to keep him from falling, but then stopped himself), and was now leaning to a tree. 'Why did you kill Peter?' Vash sad, he was now really angry. 'That guy didn't do anything wrong, what did you think 'oh look, a human! Let's kill him!' Well, let me tell you, it doesn't work that way, at least not in the normal world! I don't know what kind of things you learned from Knives, you freak, but..' 'Vash..' 'But you don't have the right to kill an innocent being! And that's what Peter was, oh God, that guy could've been happy for 30 years or more, but no! He met Legato and..' 'Vash!' 'And what gives you the right to just kill everything that you don't like, how could I ever compare you to Wolfwood, yes he was a killer, but at least he didn't kill innocent people..' 'VASH!' Legato screamed. 'He raped me!'
Vash stared at Legato, in disbelieve. 'Raped..' he whispered. 'No..' Legato nodded, tears in his eyes. 'Yes.. I didn't want to kill him, really.. I'm.. I'm so sorry Vash..I should've told you, Hell, I just should've let him kill me.. I'm sorry..' He had his head hung, blue hair falling over his face. 'I'm so sorry Vash.. I didn't mean to..' Vash just stared, not able to do anything. Peter.. one of his best friends.. he knew Peter wasn't that innocent, he knew he was probably hurting Legato.. but.. raping.. 'No..' he whispered. 'I don't believe you..' 'What?' Legato whispered 'You think.. you think I'm lying?' 'Yes..' Vash whispered, defeated. 'You.. you just.. you're afraid you lose me, so you just think of a sad story.. hoping I'll come running back to you.. well.. I'm not. I'm not buying any of that anymore, Legato. You can't fool me.' Legato just stared, too angry and shocked to say something. After 5 minutes of silence, he turned around. 'Fine..' he whispered. 'Fine.. then don't believe me..' And he ran away.
Legato ran out of the forest, as fast as his trembling legs could carry him, with just one thought going through his confused mind: Vash..Vash.. Vash.. he then saw a high cliff before him, and thought of just run on, fall into it and die.. Instead, he collapsed and sat on his knees, crying.. for the first time today, he could think of everything that happened.. Peter.. and how he killed him, obviously using his powers.. and Peter raping him.. fleeing.. Vash being mad at him.. it was probably that last thing that he thought was the worst. The man he loved didn't want anything to do with him anymore, the only one that ever cared about him, gave him a second change.. thought Legato had never loved him.. 'Vash..' he sobbed. 'Vash.. I love you.. really..'
He sat like that for several minutes, that felt like hours, when he suddenly felt really cold. It was like the desert planet suddenly decided to change in a icy planet, and the suns were gone. He felt the wind blowing fast, and even the oldest trees of the forest were shaking, as he heard thunder and knew: something was coming and he wasn't safe on this cliff. He wanted to stand up, but his legs didn't obey him. He fist thought it was because he was too tired, but then felt it: someone was holding him there, like he did so many times: someone or something had control over his body!
He looked around: afraid. The storm was really heavy now, he could see trees fall down, rocks fell from the cliff, birds were blown away.. then, he saw before him a big, black hole, with clouds around it, and someone in it, who was slowly moving towards him. He tried to go away, but still wasn't able too. He looked at the person who was coming to him, walking on the clouds, and when it was almost so close that he could recognise it, he heard a voice. Not the cheery voice from Vash, nor the dark voice from Knives, but something different. Something, he never heard before, but somehow recognised it. And it said his name.
'Legato..'
When it was close enough for Legato to recognise, he could only stare in disbelieve, and when his voice finally returned, he whispered.
'What are you doing here?'
And the creature smiled.
Cliffhanger! :D Oh I am SO evil XD Anyway, as said before, you don't have to wait long for the next chapter. Now all together: YAY! ;) Anyway, please review /^.\\
10- Broken Hearts
The next morning, it took Legato a while to figure out why he felt so strange, a feeling he only had when he killed people in an extremely violent way, or when he really pleased his master. Then, he looked at the bed next to him, and the beautiful, sleeping blonde that was in it, and he knew: Vash was the one that made him feel so.. strange, so warm, so safe.. almost.. happy.
He moved out of the bed, and quietly sat on Vash' bed, looking at him. He was so beautiful.. so perfect.. and so different from Knives. At that moment, it was hard to believe they were twins. He closed his eyes, thinking of Knives. There wasn't much chance he would ever search for his servant, after all those months.. and even if he did: Legato wasn't sure if he wanted to return to his master. Of course, he wouldn't have much choice, if Knives wanted him back, but now, he thought that being free wasn't that bad. And Vash wasn't that bad. He didn't think of his 'plan' anymore, to make Vash believe he was his friend, then dump him and go back to Knives.. he couldn't even think about hurting Vash anymore, he changed..
It felt strange, thinking those things.. but it felt good too, so he just surrendered. Still.. was he worth that beautiful plant?
Then, Vash opened his eyes, looked at Legato and smiled. 'Good morning..' He sat up, and laid his hand on Legato's cheek, who just smiled. It was hard for Vash to know how far he could go. He wanted to kiss Legato, and maybe even more, but didn't know if he was ready for that. Wouldn't it be strange for Legato, who was raped by Knives so many times, to make love with his twin brother? Then, Legato putted his arms around Vash and hugged him. 'Thank you..' he whispered. Vash looked at him, surprised, then smiled and kissed Legato softly on his blue hair, while thinking '..so hard to have a relation ship with someone who can read your mind..'
Legato smiled, while standing in their room. He was looking in the mirror, at himself, and felt so good, so different.. he combed his hair, although he had done that a thousand times before, and smiled to himself. He didn't look that bad.. still, he was happy there was no one at home: they were all in the village, even Vash, and it felt good to be alone sometimes.
'You're looking good'
For a second, Legato thought he said that, but the voice was different.. he slowly turned around, and looked with fear in his eyes at the person who was standing there.
Peter.
'Go away..' he whispered.. Peter just smiled, and walked to him. 'What? I give you a compliment.. don't you want to thank me?' Legato shook his head, the blue hair falling on his face. 'No. Go away.' Legato tried to walk away, but Peter grabbed his arm, and pushed his nails deep into the flesh, causing little wounds. Legato groaned, and Peter forced him to look at his attacker. 'You think you can escape? I don't think so.. and since you're being so rude to me, I think I'll have to punish you..'
It was like he was hearing Knives, the Knives he kicked out of his life this morning.. 'Please..' he whispered. 'Let me go..' Peter just laughed in a very cruel way. 'Let you go? No.. no.. you know, since you look so beautiful.. I think I'll give you a little more than just punishment..' Legato knew exactly what he meant, and he was more afraid than ever. 'Don't..' he whispered, while Peter moved close to him.. 'Shut up.' Peter whispered, before kissing Legato.
It was like that kiss destroyed the past few months, and Legato's feelings. Everything, the happy feeling, the love for Vash, was gone, there was just one thing left: hate. Hate for that man who was kissing him, holding him, hurting him and was about to rape him. A thousand voices in Legato's head spoke to him..
'Are you letting a human to that to you?' 'You're my servant Legato, that makes you better than other humans' 'Yes Master' 'Make sure you don't forget it' 'I learned you to defend yourself, and to kill those who are not worth living' 'You're strong, Legato, so strong..' 'And it's so easy, kill..' 'I respect you, I really do..'
Peter laughed. 'You're trembling, are you so afraid of me?' He laughed again, then grabbed Legato and pushed him to the mirror. Pieces of glass cut into his skin, and he screamed, but it was a weak scream. Peter walked to him, and began unbuttoning Legato's shirt. 'Oh look, it's all bloodied.. let me take it off..' he laughed again and licked Legato's blood that was flowing out of the wounds.
'Hate..' 'don't, please!' 'please sir, I have a family to take care of, and..' 'NO!' 'How could you.. you heartless monster..'
Hate.. how could he.. everything was spinning, and darkness embraced him, but Peter slapped him to keep him conscious. 'I want you to remember every minute of this..' he whispered.
'Sir.. I just wanted to say I liked working for you..'
He screamed again, even though everything hurts, as he felt Peter coming inside
'Mental pain is much more worse than any wound, Vash.'
Peter slapped him again, to make him stop screaming. He could taste the blood in his mouth.. as the voices became even more clear
' And beatings make you feel bad, for a while, but you'll heal.'
Sobs..Pain..Hate.. everything was one whirlwind in Legato's mind..
' You'll never heal from something like this, from the experience of someone hurting your soul, someone doing a thing to you, only people you really love should so. And.. and someone touching parts of you, no one should.. it worse than dying..'
Worse than dying.. 'Knives..' he whispered..
'Worse than dying'
'NO! Stop!' he screamed, but the only result was more pain. 'Please..'
'Worse than dying'
He felt that he was dying, felt the life leaving his body, and thought 'so this is it. This is how I die. Being raped by a worthless human.' Then, suddenly, there was nothing.
Silence.
The pain was gone, and he could only see white, like someone decided to erase everything around him. Then, he heard in his mind, a beautiful, clear voice.
'Will you promise me you won't let anyone hurt you again? And that you'll see how beautiful you are, because, it might sound strange, but I think you're one of the most beautiful things on this planet, better than these flowers, better than my memories, better than the dawn of the morning, the suns, the moons.. they're nothing compared to you, and I mean that. I.. I love you and I just hope.. just want you to love yourself..'
'I love you..'
That one sentence kept repeating in Legato's mind, when everything around him returned. He felt the pain again, but it wasn't that bad anymore, and still saw Peter, and then, without even knowing what he was doing, he screamed.
After that, darkness..
The first thing he saw when he woke up, was blood. Blood on his own, naked body, blood on the floor.. everywhere. Then, he realised Peter was gone, or at least not holding him anymore. Where was he? He decided not to think about that, and just get away.. he sat up, stumbled to the bed and grabbed a sheet and covered himself in it, walking to the door, when he hit something on the floor. He looked down, and there, it a puddle of blood, with his eyes and mouth open, lied Peter.
Dead.
'No..' Legato whispered. He knew what happened. For the first time in months, he killed again. Vash.. what would Vash think of him now? He softly began to sob, as he fell on his knees, next to the dead body. He felt blood flowing from countless wounds, then realised he had to get out, before Peters' parents and Vash came home. He walked(or: tried to) the door, when he heard voices.
'Legato! Peter, we're home!'
He heard footsteps walking towards him, and looked around. The only way he could escape was the window.. he ran to the window, opened it and looked down. There was grass on the ground, but it still was pretty high.. 'Oh well, if I don't survive it, they can't take me to the police..' and he jumped.
He hit the ground pretty hard, and for a moment he was unconscious, but woke up really soon, got on his feet and ran away, while he heard Cathy scream.. she probably found the dead body of her son.. and now, Vash would run to her.. and know what happened.. he sighed, but knew he couldn't worry about that right now: first he had to get away..
He ran to a little forest near.. he decided he would hide there, until he had the chance to get away.. or died.. when he reached the forest, he fell on his knees, crying of the pain.. then, he stood up again, knowing they could find him here.. he ran, not knowing where he was going, not seeing anything, everything was spinning, and he knew he was going to faint, but just kept on running.. then, he fell over a rock, felt his body hit the ground, and his head landing on something sharp, hard and cold.. then.. darkness again..
'Legato! Legato!'
Vash ran into the forest, furious. Peter.. he was dead! And Legato was gone.. how could he have done this? Vash felt betrayed, like this had been all a sick game for Legato, and that he didn't care for him.. but now, he just had to find him..
He stood still for a moment, tired. Cathy and her husband went to the police.. so he could find Legato. Now, when he had the change to think, he felt so sad.. yesterday, he had thought that everything was going to be fine, and now.. then, he saw something white between all the green, and moved towards it. When he saw what was lying there, he gasped in surprise.
Legato was lying on the ground, only covered with a originally white, bloodied sheet. His face was very pale, and his blue hair was red from the blood that was flowing out of a head injury. Vash took him in his arms, noticing his heart beat and breathing were very faint. He start shaking the half dead man, to wake him up. 'Legato! Wake up!' he said, crying. He embraced Legato, laying his head on his lover's shoulder, tears running down his bloodied back 'Oh God..Legato.. 'he sobbed 'Wake up.. please.. please..' He pulled away to look at Legato, but his head fell to one side, and he still had his eyes closed.. Vash looked at him: at his wounds, and wondered why he didn't have any clothes on, then he embraced Legato again, crying. 'Legato... why did you let.. let this happen.. why didn't you.. tell me..' after that, he held Legato even tighter and cried, like he never cried before, not even when Rem died. Every tear came right from his soul, and he was convinced that it was only a matter of time before Legato died, when he heard a weak voice.
'V..Vash?'
Vash pulled him away, looking at Legato, at his dirty, pale and bloodied face, and at his dead eyes which were staring at him, confused. For a moment, Vash thought Legato was brain dead again, but then, Legato smiled and kissed him.
Vash enjoyed the kiss for a minute, then realised he was mad at the person who was kissing him, and pulled away. Legato looked at him, confused. 'Why did you kill Peter?' Vash asked, anger in his voice. Legato looked down, ashamed, and his shoulders were shaking from the impact of new tears. 'I.. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to..' 'you didn't mean to?' Vash forgot how sad he'd been just a few minutes ago, and was getting angry again. 'You didn't mean to?? Hoe can you say that? Do you even know how sad his parents are? I thought you changed, Legato.. but I guess I can't change you. Tell me, have you ever truly wanted to change? Or is this just one of your sick games?'
Legato listened to him, with wide, shocked eyes. 'No.. ' he whispered 'Really.. I.. I love you Vash..' 'You don't know what love is!' Vash stood up, and Legato tried to, but fell down again: he was too tired and hurt.. he cried, and for a moment, vash wanted to take him in his arms again, but he decided to not be fooled again by Legato and his game.
So, Legato just sat there, on his knees, crying, still bleeding and feeling like everything and everyone hated him(which was probably true..). He kept whispering excuses, but Vash didn't listen, just stared. After a while, he calmed down, and Vash grabbed his arm. 'Come on' 'Where.. where are we going?' 'You are going to the police.' Vash said, with a cold voice. Legato's head shot up and he stared at Vash. 'NO!' Vash just stared again. 'Please Vash.. don't take me to the police.. this is not like you..' 'No, you're right.' Vash screamed. 'This is not like me, but you make me do things I don't want! I don't want to be like this, but you force me! Again!'
Now, Legato was getting angry too. 'I used to, yes, but not now! Please Vash, believe me, I wanted to change, it's not a game..' he remembered his idea of letting Vash believe he had a friend, then dump him.. 'Well, it worked..' he thought to himself, but he couldn't possibly be happy about that. He stood up, almost fell again(Vash almost held him to keep him from falling, but then stopped himself), and was now leaning to a tree. 'Why did you kill Peter?' Vash sad, he was now really angry. 'That guy didn't do anything wrong, what did you think 'oh look, a human! Let's kill him!' Well, let me tell you, it doesn't work that way, at least not in the normal world! I don't know what kind of things you learned from Knives, you freak, but..' 'Vash..' 'But you don't have the right to kill an innocent being! And that's what Peter was, oh God, that guy could've been happy for 30 years or more, but no! He met Legato and..' 'Vash!' 'And what gives you the right to just kill everything that you don't like, how could I ever compare you to Wolfwood, yes he was a killer, but at least he didn't kill innocent people..' 'VASH!' Legato screamed. 'He raped me!'
Vash stared at Legato, in disbelieve. 'Raped..' he whispered. 'No..' Legato nodded, tears in his eyes. 'Yes.. I didn't want to kill him, really.. I'm.. I'm so sorry Vash..I should've told you, Hell, I just should've let him kill me.. I'm sorry..' He had his head hung, blue hair falling over his face. 'I'm so sorry Vash.. I didn't mean to..' Vash just stared, not able to do anything. Peter.. one of his best friends.. he knew Peter wasn't that innocent, he knew he was probably hurting Legato.. but.. raping.. 'No..' he whispered. 'I don't believe you..' 'What?' Legato whispered 'You think.. you think I'm lying?' 'Yes..' Vash whispered, defeated. 'You.. you just.. you're afraid you lose me, so you just think of a sad story.. hoping I'll come running back to you.. well.. I'm not. I'm not buying any of that anymore, Legato. You can't fool me.' Legato just stared, too angry and shocked to say something. After 5 minutes of silence, he turned around. 'Fine..' he whispered. 'Fine.. then don't believe me..' And he ran away.
Legato ran out of the forest, as fast as his trembling legs could carry him, with just one thought going through his confused mind: Vash..Vash.. Vash.. he then saw a high cliff before him, and thought of just run on, fall into it and die.. Instead, he collapsed and sat on his knees, crying.. for the first time today, he could think of everything that happened.. Peter.. and how he killed him, obviously using his powers.. and Peter raping him.. fleeing.. Vash being mad at him.. it was probably that last thing that he thought was the worst. The man he loved didn't want anything to do with him anymore, the only one that ever cared about him, gave him a second change.. thought Legato had never loved him.. 'Vash..' he sobbed. 'Vash.. I love you.. really..'
He sat like that for several minutes, that felt like hours, when he suddenly felt really cold. It was like the desert planet suddenly decided to change in a icy planet, and the suns were gone. He felt the wind blowing fast, and even the oldest trees of the forest were shaking, as he heard thunder and knew: something was coming and he wasn't safe on this cliff. He wanted to stand up, but his legs didn't obey him. He fist thought it was because he was too tired, but then felt it: someone was holding him there, like he did so many times: someone or something had control over his body!
He looked around: afraid. The storm was really heavy now, he could see trees fall down, rocks fell from the cliff, birds were blown away.. then, he saw before him a big, black hole, with clouds around it, and someone in it, who was slowly moving towards him. He tried to go away, but still wasn't able too. He looked at the person who was coming to him, walking on the clouds, and when it was almost so close that he could recognise it, he heard a voice. Not the cheery voice from Vash, nor the dark voice from Knives, but something different. Something, he never heard before, but somehow recognised it. And it said his name.
'Legato..'
When it was close enough for Legato to recognise, he could only stare in disbelieve, and when his voice finally returned, he whispered.
'What are you doing here?'
And the creature smiled.
Cliffhanger! :D Oh I am SO evil XD Anyway, as said before, you don't have to wait long for the next chapter. Now all together: YAY! ;) Anyway, please review /^.\\