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A/N:     Dude…I have fans!?!? YES!! 'Everybody can-can!' Tanx peoples for reviewing! Loki ( I luv your Trigun fics! But if you sick Zazie on me, I'm afraid he'll come back to you in a pile of ashes, courtesy of Knives.), AlantisB( great Dragon Ball Z fic!) and Mistress Hotaru( where are you?), 'All you need is love!' and I luv you! ( ^_^ hugs computer)  I'm still working thru writer's block though. * grumbles * stupid block… DIE!! * grabs a sledgehammer and bashes it! *  O_o ….. Wow…. That was easy….No more block!! And now, I give you the next chapter! ( I listen to WAY too much Moulin Rouge.)

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            Vash sprinted thru the street, startled people watching him pass by, into the hotel and up the stairs to him and his brother's room. He stood outside the door and gasped, panting for a moment, trying to catch his breath. Once his ragged breathing had slowed, he opened the door to find…nothing.

            The blond looked around for a moment, quite confused.

            "Vash!? Is that you?" called a strained voice.

The plant in question craned his head around to the left in response to the call. "Knives!? It's me, where are you?"

"Damn, it's about time! I'm in the bathroom you ass!" Knives yelled, his voice still strained, but laced with anger now.

Vash strode to the bathroom and opened the door.

* O_o * "Uh, Knives, how did you get in here? And what are you doing?" The cyan-eyed man asked, half bemused, half surprised.

For his twin stood poised over the toilet, stark naked save for the thin dressing on his wounds and looking quite unhappy. Knives turned his head and glared venomously at his brother from the corner of his right eye.

* -_-x * "I had to use the bathroom while you where gone."

Vash blinked uncomprehendingly. "Oh. Well, what are you still doing in here?"

* U_UX * He pointed shakily at the left wall by the toilet, indicating two lonely porcelain hooks about 6 inches apart. "There is no toilet paper."

"Ah. Ok." Vash reached around the left side of his butt naked brother and, from a basket half hidden by the toilet, he extracted a brown tube wrapped in off-white paper with a string looped through the middle of the tube. He handed it to a stunned Knives, grinning broadly.

"Here you go."

Knives took the proffered item and stared at it. Then at the basket he could hardly see, and back to the off-white roll of paper.

* O_O * "THAT'S where the paper is!?"

"Mmhmm." Vash responded positively. "Do you need me to help you?" He questioned the supposed invalid.

In response, Knives slammed the door in his face.

The lanky man rubbed his smashed nose and scowled at the closed the door. "You could have just said 'NO'!"

Knives mumbled something incoherent, which Vash figured it was better he didn't hear. The spiky-haired blond just pouted at the door and sulkily went to make lunch.

Vash heard the water run as he finished the sandwiches, and, taking the two plates into the bedroom, saw his brother hobbling to his bed. Vash set the plates down on his bed and put his had on Knives' arm, in an attempt to help him. Knives immediately shrugged it off.

"What is it?" The gentle man asked in confusion.

Knives made it to the bed, sat down heavily and looked up accusingly at his oblivious twin. "You left me alone, again, without even attending to me! And them, when you get back from wherever the Hell you went, you act like nothing happened!" He said it in an accusatory voice, but Vash heard the unmistakable, underlying tone of hurt from someone who feels rejected.

The $$60 billion man sucked in a shocked breath, understanding the horrible mistake he had made. He bowed his head in shame, unable to meet the hurt and angry expression on his brother's face.

"I'm so sorry Knives…you're my first priority, and… but I've been treating you badly and acting terrible toward you." Vash said quietly.

"Yes, you have been." Snapped Knives.

Vash flinched and turned his head to look into his brother's cold eyes. "And I'm sorry. You're my brother and only concern right now. I won't leave anymore."

Knives stared, caught off guard by the other's sincerity. He turned away and nodded slowly. "Alright. If you promise not to leave anymore." He looked at his brother sideways.

Vash smiled, his eyes brimming with tears and nodded. "I promise."

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Vash and Knives had been sitting around the bedroom eating in silence for several minutes before either of them ventured a conversation.

"So, where did you go?"

Cyan eyes looked took in the naked man across from them. "Earlier? I went to go see what was happening outside." Vash gave a lopsided grin. "Surprisingly, Nicky was at the center of it."

Millions Knives rolled his eyes and sneered in contempt. "I'm not surprised."

His brother only offered a quizzical face, so the blue-eyed plant continued.

"That girl is dangerous brother. You should stay clear of her. Even for a human she is not right in her mind."

Vash nodded solemnly. "I know. She's schizophrenic."

His twin blinked in surprise. "She told you that?" The Stampede nodded. "I knew she was screwed up. So what happened?"

The clothed plant gave his counterpart a reproachful look but continued. "He personality had…well, for lack of a better word, 'flipped' during a confrontation in the street. Her employer and I had to bring her out of it and take her back to the bar to fix her up."

"You probably just should have killed her. Put her out of her misery." The wounded plant replied simply.

"Knives! Weren't you listening to anything I was saying this morning!?" The Humanoid Typhoon cried incredulously.

His twin flopped down on the pillow in a bored manner. "Not really. You were prattling on about 'Loving the humans' and 'making peace with them', or some such nonsense.

Vash pouted at him. "Well, a bit more than that!"

Knives yawned.

* -_-; * "God Knives, you're hopeless!"

Silence reigned for several moments.

"So, how did you manage to end up in the bathroom?"

Knives opened an eye and looked lazily at Vash. "I walked."

"Yeah, but how? You could barely move this morning."

The, now, not so bedridden plant closed his eye. "When nature calls, one tends to answer. No matter what."

Vash nodded in understanding. He stood and, picking up the empty plates, went into the kitchen, followed by the ever-watchful ice-blue eyes. Upon returning, Humanities First Localized Disaster investigated the contents of the dresser. Knives watched in quiet curiosity. Vash pulled out a pair of kaki pants, identical to the ones he already wore, and a light blue, long-sleeve shirt.

Knives couldn't take it anymore. "What are those for?"

The spiky haired man grinned. "Well, since it's obvious you can walk and function pretty normally, you're going to get dressed and we're going to get you some other clothes."

The human hater blanched at this proposition. "Why!?"

The human lover sighed in mild exasperation. "Because, if we're going to leave soon and travel, you're going to need clothes." He glanced down at his twin's bare feet. "And some shoes."

Knives sat still and remained quiet for a moment. "We're really going to leave soon?"

Vash nodded and handed his brother the clothes. "Yep. There's no way I'm keeping you around humans for an extended period of time. Especially when you're conscious." He chuckled at the look of disgust he received.

"Thank God! Finally, you're showing some intelligence. Are we going to kill them before we leave?" Knives asked hopefully as he pulled the pants on.

Vash sighed in annoyance. "No Knives. That's exactly why we're leaving soon. So you won't kill them."

The newly clothed plant rolled his eyes. "You're such a baby."

The Stampede shook his head.

This…could take a while.

Together, Vash and Knives left the apartment. The cyan-eyed man cautiously put his arm around the man with the icy eyes, not sure if his help would be accepted.

But, this time, Knives didn't pull away.

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            The woman looked on and smiled, the feathers in her hair dancing. "Hmmm. Your move."

            Her companion growled at the confidence in her voice, the shadows in his void-like eyes shifting. "You can't win."

            She said nothing, just kept on smiling as he contemplated his next move. His childlike grin returned when he saw it, but her confidence never wavered.

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            A/N     Aww! Brotherly love! Isn't it the sweetest?…* gags *…ack, too much sweet. =P

Any who, that chapter was fun for me to write, hope ya liked it! I thought it was kind of funny that you all liked the last few chapters, cuz I thought they were really weak. Oh well. As long as you liked them, who am I to complain? Oh, and pleez give me some input people. There will be romance later on, and I want you to tell me what you want and I'll see if it'll work in the story, k?  

            -Nimbychan (Gemini Stampede)

Later Dayz and Tanx!!^_^