Only ONE review? *Cries* /;.\\ aaw well. All you Vash x Legato lovers will
like this chappie I guess.. by the way, the song Legato sings and that
insprired me for this fic is Dreams by Krezip(a Dutch rockband) ^_^ Enjoy.
11-Dreams
Vash ran through the forest, thousands of thoughts and questions going through his confused mind, all with just one subject: Legato. Where was he now? Was he alive? Did he lie about Peter raping him? Did he love Vash? When Vash arrived by a beautiful place in the forest, next to a small river, he fell on his knees, and decided to drink some water, and give himself time to think about what happened.
He looked around: the place certainly was beautiful.. green.. with all kinds of flowers.. and butterflies.. he smiled. Legato.. he was even more beautiful than this place.. 'Where are you now, Legato..' Vash whispered. 'Are you thinking of me? Are you crying? I wish I could just.. be with you..' he looked down in the water and saw his tears falling in the river and following the seemly endless stream.. 'Why is this all so difficult..'
He pictured Legato when he first saw him, dark, scary.. then, he pictured Legato yesterday, sad, but so in love.. were they the same person? What was beneath that beautiful face, those golden eyes.. would he ever know?
He left. Maybe they would never see each other again.. the thought of that made Vash sick. Why was he so cold to Legato? He obviously had his reasons for killing Peter.. and he said he didn't mean to.. he was sick, injured, confused.. maybe it happened without him noticing..
How longer Vash sat there, how more he began to feel terribly sorry for Legato, and mad at himself. He rose, and looked around. 'I have to find him..' Vash whispered. 'Maybe it isn't too late yet.. maybe he's still alive.. I can tell him I'm sorry and..' he sighed and collapsed on the soft grass again. '..like he'll believe me.. and he's right..' he looked at the sky, even though it wasn't visible because of the trees. 'Oh Rem..' he sighed. 'Why am I so dumb? Legato..' he softly began to cry, and sat there for a while, when he heard a voice.
'Vash..'
Vash stopped crying. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and although he couldn't see who it was, somehow, he just knew it. The person kneeled down, turned Vash around, and before he knew it, kissed him.
It was a passionate kiss, they were holding each other so tight, that it looked like they would lose each other if they let go, rolling over in the grass, playing like little puppy dogs. When Vash felt the other lying on top of him, he pulled away and took a close look.
'Legato..' he smiled. His beautiful lover was lying on him, holding him, smiling. He still looked like he just died, but didn't seem to feel any pain. Still, Vash, the caring person that he was, felt worried. 'Legato, are you sure, I mean, I'm so sorry..'
'Vash' Legato said, and smiled. 'Shut up' and kissed him again. Vash laughed under his breath, and kissed back. They stayed like that several minutes, then Legato began unbuttoning Vash' shirt, not stopping kissing. Vash thought Legato meant it as part of the fun, but then the younger man ripped Vash' second shirt apart. Vash tried to pull him away, but Legato was too busy kissing him, on his chest, neck and.. well, any place he could find, to notice. Then, Vash just pushed Legato off, and he fell on the grass, looking at Vash, confused.
'Vash..' he whispered. 'Legato, what happened?' Vash asked, mentally begging himself not to ruin this chance, because he got the feeling it might be his last. 'Why..' Legato just smiled. 'Vash, I love you. I.. I want to be happy, really.. but if you.. you don't.. want me..' he sobbed. 'No,no that's not it.' Vash sat up quickly, and laid his hand on Legato's shoulder. 'I just wondered.. do you really want to do this? I mean.. you're hurt, and after what Peter did.. I don't want you to regret anything..' Legato smiled, obviously relieved. 'that's it? Oh Vash.. I couldn't regret anything if it involves you.. I love you..' 'But..' Vash tried. 'I mean, you're too weak now, and hurt and..' 'Vash.' Legato said. 'Do you want this?' Vash just stared, and then nodded. 'And I want it too.' Legato said, smiling. 'So what's the problem? What if I die today? Or go into prison, and we'll never see each other again? Then I want the best memory I can get. And I'm sure you want that too.' Vash smiled. 'You're right.' He whispered, and he kissed Legato.
Legato continued undressing his lover, not stopping kissing him, and holding him, and mentioning to himself how lucky he was. Part of him still thought he wasn't worth it, but the strange feeling that humans called love was stronger now. He laughed as Vash took the bloodied sheet of him, and stared at his body. He leaned closer to Vash, laying his head on the gunman's chest, again mentioning how beautiful Vash was, and laughed again, when Vash whispered:
'You know Legato, without clothes, you're even more beautiful than with clothes on..'
He felt himself being pulled away as he saw Vash taking a good look at his body. 'Gee..'his lover murmured. 'How do you keep such a good body when you eat so much??' Legato just laughed. 'I could ask you the same thing..' he then kissed Vash again, thinking they talked way too much, and knowing it now really began, he wondered. Would Vash be the same as his brother? He certainly hoped not..
Then, he pushed all of his thoughts out of his mind, and just enjoyed..
Both of them had never felt anything like this, anything so.. sweet. To Vash, it was even better than the taste of good donuts, or than Rem singing. To Legato, it was even better than the taste of good hot dogs, or than Midvalley's saxophone playing.
When they were finally done, they laid naked in the grass, Legato laying his head on Vash's chest. They were both exhausted, but so happy..
Vash stared to the sky, and let his hand run through Legato's hair, as he heard a beautiful voice. It was singing.
'Dreams.. I never had before..'
It was dreamy singing, like the person who sang it was doing another thing at the same time, and was sleepy.. it made Vash sleepy too, and he yawned, putting his arms around Legato, so they both laid more comfortable, as the singing continued.
'Are now.. a part of my mind.. And things.. I never said before..'
He let his head rest on Legato's soft hair, and closed his eyes..
'Now.. said by me all the time..'
They stayed like that for a while, and neither of them could remember any point in his life feeling so happy.. it was like the rest of the world didn't exist, just them. Together. They felt warm, safe, and happy.. finally, Legato broke the silence.
'It's a beautiful song.. don't you think?' he whispered, almost not audible.
Vash nodded, now understanding Legato had been the one singing..
'Midvalley wrote it for me..' Legato continued, even more quiet. 'I didn't understand it.. but now I do.. it's longer than this.. but.. I'm a bit tired..'
'hmm..' Vash smiled as he let his hand run through Legato's hair, to make him feel comfortable.
'He said..' Vash almost couldn't hear his lover now.. 'that maybe one day.. I would understand it.. do you think he'd foreseen this? That he.. he knew you and I.. were meant to be.. or.. that I might change..'
'I didn't really know Midvalley, so.. but he seemed nice to me.'
'Yes..' Legato sighed, closing his eyes. 'He was.. nice.. '
After that, the breathing of the two lovers(with Legato's being very faint)was the only sound that was heard. After a while, Vash whispered 'I love you' and kissed Legato on his hair, who was almost sleeping. Vash understood his lover was probably very tired, and decided to let him sleep, when he heard voices.
'I saw Vash running into the forest..' 'If that criminal got him..' 'Relax, mister Theresi, we'll find him..'
With a shock Vash recognised the voices of Cathy and Dirk, and an unfamiliar voice, but probably the police. He looked at the sleeping Legato, and knew they were searching for him. He grabbed his shirt and trousers, and put them on, and then silently waked Legato up.
'What..' Legato murmured, looking very tired.
'ssh!' Vash said, as he laid the bloodied sheet around Legato. He looked at his other clothes: If only his second shirt hadn't been torn apart.. 'Listen' he whispered, turning to Legato. 'The police is here, together with Cathy and Dirk, we have to get away!'
'Where.. where are we going?' Legato whispered.
'I know a way to get out of here.. just follow me.. but.. well we have to go on hands and knees, so they don't see us, and it's a pretty long way.' He laid his hand on Legato's cheek. 'Do you think you can do that?' He looked at Legato's injuries, and understood that his lover was probably too weak to even walk.. but Legato nodded and whispered 'yes..' Vash smiled, and embraced him. 'I love you.. now, come on.. let's get out of here..'
^_^ hope you liked that. Please review?
11-Dreams
Vash ran through the forest, thousands of thoughts and questions going through his confused mind, all with just one subject: Legato. Where was he now? Was he alive? Did he lie about Peter raping him? Did he love Vash? When Vash arrived by a beautiful place in the forest, next to a small river, he fell on his knees, and decided to drink some water, and give himself time to think about what happened.
He looked around: the place certainly was beautiful.. green.. with all kinds of flowers.. and butterflies.. he smiled. Legato.. he was even more beautiful than this place.. 'Where are you now, Legato..' Vash whispered. 'Are you thinking of me? Are you crying? I wish I could just.. be with you..' he looked down in the water and saw his tears falling in the river and following the seemly endless stream.. 'Why is this all so difficult..'
He pictured Legato when he first saw him, dark, scary.. then, he pictured Legato yesterday, sad, but so in love.. were they the same person? What was beneath that beautiful face, those golden eyes.. would he ever know?
He left. Maybe they would never see each other again.. the thought of that made Vash sick. Why was he so cold to Legato? He obviously had his reasons for killing Peter.. and he said he didn't mean to.. he was sick, injured, confused.. maybe it happened without him noticing..
How longer Vash sat there, how more he began to feel terribly sorry for Legato, and mad at himself. He rose, and looked around. 'I have to find him..' Vash whispered. 'Maybe it isn't too late yet.. maybe he's still alive.. I can tell him I'm sorry and..' he sighed and collapsed on the soft grass again. '..like he'll believe me.. and he's right..' he looked at the sky, even though it wasn't visible because of the trees. 'Oh Rem..' he sighed. 'Why am I so dumb? Legato..' he softly began to cry, and sat there for a while, when he heard a voice.
'Vash..'
Vash stopped crying. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and although he couldn't see who it was, somehow, he just knew it. The person kneeled down, turned Vash around, and before he knew it, kissed him.
It was a passionate kiss, they were holding each other so tight, that it looked like they would lose each other if they let go, rolling over in the grass, playing like little puppy dogs. When Vash felt the other lying on top of him, he pulled away and took a close look.
'Legato..' he smiled. His beautiful lover was lying on him, holding him, smiling. He still looked like he just died, but didn't seem to feel any pain. Still, Vash, the caring person that he was, felt worried. 'Legato, are you sure, I mean, I'm so sorry..'
'Vash' Legato said, and smiled. 'Shut up' and kissed him again. Vash laughed under his breath, and kissed back. They stayed like that several minutes, then Legato began unbuttoning Vash' shirt, not stopping kissing. Vash thought Legato meant it as part of the fun, but then the younger man ripped Vash' second shirt apart. Vash tried to pull him away, but Legato was too busy kissing him, on his chest, neck and.. well, any place he could find, to notice. Then, Vash just pushed Legato off, and he fell on the grass, looking at Vash, confused.
'Vash..' he whispered. 'Legato, what happened?' Vash asked, mentally begging himself not to ruin this chance, because he got the feeling it might be his last. 'Why..' Legato just smiled. 'Vash, I love you. I.. I want to be happy, really.. but if you.. you don't.. want me..' he sobbed. 'No,no that's not it.' Vash sat up quickly, and laid his hand on Legato's shoulder. 'I just wondered.. do you really want to do this? I mean.. you're hurt, and after what Peter did.. I don't want you to regret anything..' Legato smiled, obviously relieved. 'that's it? Oh Vash.. I couldn't regret anything if it involves you.. I love you..' 'But..' Vash tried. 'I mean, you're too weak now, and hurt and..' 'Vash.' Legato said. 'Do you want this?' Vash just stared, and then nodded. 'And I want it too.' Legato said, smiling. 'So what's the problem? What if I die today? Or go into prison, and we'll never see each other again? Then I want the best memory I can get. And I'm sure you want that too.' Vash smiled. 'You're right.' He whispered, and he kissed Legato.
Legato continued undressing his lover, not stopping kissing him, and holding him, and mentioning to himself how lucky he was. Part of him still thought he wasn't worth it, but the strange feeling that humans called love was stronger now. He laughed as Vash took the bloodied sheet of him, and stared at his body. He leaned closer to Vash, laying his head on the gunman's chest, again mentioning how beautiful Vash was, and laughed again, when Vash whispered:
'You know Legato, without clothes, you're even more beautiful than with clothes on..'
He felt himself being pulled away as he saw Vash taking a good look at his body. 'Gee..'his lover murmured. 'How do you keep such a good body when you eat so much??' Legato just laughed. 'I could ask you the same thing..' he then kissed Vash again, thinking they talked way too much, and knowing it now really began, he wondered. Would Vash be the same as his brother? He certainly hoped not..
Then, he pushed all of his thoughts out of his mind, and just enjoyed..
Both of them had never felt anything like this, anything so.. sweet. To Vash, it was even better than the taste of good donuts, or than Rem singing. To Legato, it was even better than the taste of good hot dogs, or than Midvalley's saxophone playing.
When they were finally done, they laid naked in the grass, Legato laying his head on Vash's chest. They were both exhausted, but so happy..
Vash stared to the sky, and let his hand run through Legato's hair, as he heard a beautiful voice. It was singing.
'Dreams.. I never had before..'
It was dreamy singing, like the person who sang it was doing another thing at the same time, and was sleepy.. it made Vash sleepy too, and he yawned, putting his arms around Legato, so they both laid more comfortable, as the singing continued.
'Are now.. a part of my mind.. And things.. I never said before..'
He let his head rest on Legato's soft hair, and closed his eyes..
'Now.. said by me all the time..'
They stayed like that for a while, and neither of them could remember any point in his life feeling so happy.. it was like the rest of the world didn't exist, just them. Together. They felt warm, safe, and happy.. finally, Legato broke the silence.
'It's a beautiful song.. don't you think?' he whispered, almost not audible.
Vash nodded, now understanding Legato had been the one singing..
'Midvalley wrote it for me..' Legato continued, even more quiet. 'I didn't understand it.. but now I do.. it's longer than this.. but.. I'm a bit tired..'
'hmm..' Vash smiled as he let his hand run through Legato's hair, to make him feel comfortable.
'He said..' Vash almost couldn't hear his lover now.. 'that maybe one day.. I would understand it.. do you think he'd foreseen this? That he.. he knew you and I.. were meant to be.. or.. that I might change..'
'I didn't really know Midvalley, so.. but he seemed nice to me.'
'Yes..' Legato sighed, closing his eyes. 'He was.. nice.. '
After that, the breathing of the two lovers(with Legato's being very faint)was the only sound that was heard. After a while, Vash whispered 'I love you' and kissed Legato on his hair, who was almost sleeping. Vash understood his lover was probably very tired, and decided to let him sleep, when he heard voices.
'I saw Vash running into the forest..' 'If that criminal got him..' 'Relax, mister Theresi, we'll find him..'
With a shock Vash recognised the voices of Cathy and Dirk, and an unfamiliar voice, but probably the police. He looked at the sleeping Legato, and knew they were searching for him. He grabbed his shirt and trousers, and put them on, and then silently waked Legato up.
'What..' Legato murmured, looking very tired.
'ssh!' Vash said, as he laid the bloodied sheet around Legato. He looked at his other clothes: If only his second shirt hadn't been torn apart.. 'Listen' he whispered, turning to Legato. 'The police is here, together with Cathy and Dirk, we have to get away!'
'Where.. where are we going?' Legato whispered.
'I know a way to get out of here.. just follow me.. but.. well we have to go on hands and knees, so they don't see us, and it's a pretty long way.' He laid his hand on Legato's cheek. 'Do you think you can do that?' He looked at Legato's injuries, and understood that his lover was probably too weak to even walk.. but Legato nodded and whispered 'yes..' Vash smiled, and embraced him. 'I love you.. now, come on.. let's get out of here..'
^_^ hope you liked that. Please review?