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Vash the Stampede JR.
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Part 7- Recovery

((Hakura's POV.))

The next few days passed by very slow. The doctors wouldn't let me out of the hospital until I was 'fully' recovered.

"But doctor! I'm Vash the Stampede! This is nothing to me." I complained to him one day. I knew, he knew I was Vash, sorta speak.

"Even so, Mr. Stampede. I'm not letting you out of this hospital until you are fully recovered! Is that clear?!" He said to me, glaring down at me.

"Y-yes, sir." I stuttered. There was no way I was getting out any time soon! I sighed.

'This is just lovely. Stuck in a bed for God knows how long, while bad guys are still runnin' the streets. Well, atleast with people knowing I'm here, no bad guys should come for awhile.' I thought to myself.

Only bountry hunters were stupid enough to come after me right now. And speak of the devil, two came bursting into the room at that very second!

"Where is Vash the Stampede?!" The taller one exclaimed. They were both muscular guys with machine guns in hand.

"What do you two want with my patient?" The doctor asked them.

"We just want to turn him in for the $$60 billion reward." The man said with a cruel smile.

"Well, you two are just going to have to wait for that." I said with a smile. "I'm still in recovery!"

The two guys too a double take at me, before walking over and sticking their guns in my face. Really, they did. They pushed the barrel right up against my cheek.

"Now, why don't you come along Vash the Stampede?" The man sneered.

The other man finally spoke up. "Just out of couristy... why are you in here?"

"Oh. I got my arm shot off." I said like I saying the everyday thing.

They both looked at my arm.

"Who was fast enough and strong enough to shot off YOUR arm?" The taller one exclaimed.

"Ace Giatzsune. You know him?" I asked, just as courious as the man who asked me the question.

"You mean to tell me you survived your encounter with Ace Giatzsune?!" The taller one asked, shocked.

"Yeah..." I answered, not sure of why they were so surprised.

"AH! You aren't human! I'm getting out of here!" The taller one said, running for his life.

The shorter one was about to run when I grabbed him and held him there. He started to struggle a bit, before I tried to settle him down.

"Hey! I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to ask you something that's all." I said.

The man settled down a bit. I grinned sheepishly at him. I pushed him down into the chair next to me.

"So, tell me what you know about Ace." I inquired.

"Well, he is a legendary Bounty Hunter. As much as you are,.. sir. He is incredibly talented and has the best shot around. No one has ever survived an encounter with him and livid to tell about it. He is an ace gunman who once took out the next highest ranking bounty, next to yours." The short man said, no longer really frightened of me now.

"Is that all you really know about him? I see. He was really good, I can tell you that, but nothing I couldn't handle if a crowd wasn't around." I said, talking more to myself then him.

"You really survived against him, didn't you?" He said, leaning in.

"Yeah. After I countered his bullet, he opened up his gun and starting firing. If a crowd wasn't around, I would have beaten him, but I couldn't let anyone get hurt. So, I took a bullet for a woman. I didn't even notice my arm was shot off either!" I said, laughing at the end like it was a joke.

I had learned to live with getting things taken away from me. As long as I was the only one hurt from that little quirrel, I didn't care.

"Y-you're not human!" The man exclaimed.

I grinned at him. "Sure I am! I'm just really good at shooting. Oh, and you can go now."

He quickly got up and ran out the room as fast as his legs could carry him! Wolfwood walked in when the guy ran out. He watched the man run for a bit, before turning back to me.

He had a cig. in his mouth and his hands in his pockets. He titled his head just a bit before speaking ot me. "Another fan?"

"Yep. Too bad he didn't want an autogragh huh?" I said with a grin. Woflwood took a drag before walking over to me.

He settled down in the chair beside my bed. He looked over at the open package. This was the first time he visited me since I was awake.

"I see you opened my gift." He said through his cig.

"Yeah. Nice poem too."

"I thought you would like it. It only took my five seconds to come up with though."

"Trust me, I could tell. But, thanks for the thought."

"Welcome."

We both smiled at each other. Then I blinked. "Hey. You aren't suppose to have cig.s in a hospital."

"I know. I had to sneak it in." Wolfwood said before taking another drag. He took it out and put it out on the desk beside me, leaving a slight singe mark.

"I'm going to get in trouble for that you know." I said to him.

"Not my problem. So, when are you getting out of here?"

"I don't know. The doctor said I'm not fully recovered yet. I feel good enough though. I want to go to the city where my dad got his machine arm. I think they could make me one just like it. I'm not sure how long I can stay on my feet without my other arm." I said, looking down at the now stub for my arm.

"Well, I could help you get there in about a month from where we are. It's going to take awhile to get there no matter how you purpose we get there. Even by sand steamer, it would take about two weeks. By Thomas, about five weeks. Walking, about two months. Your choice." He said, taking out another cig. and lighting it.

"Well, Thomas is out of the question. I can't ride those things. Walking, might be the best answer, but I do have enough money to take a sand steamer, but that would make a serious cut in my pocket." I said, going over every option.

"So, are we going to start now?" He asked me.

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"Do you really mean you're going to stay here until the doctor says it's ok for you to leave?" Wolfwood questioned.

"Umm. I .. Well,.. sort of. I feel fine right now. So, what do you purpose we do?" I asked him, giving a slight grin.

"Well, we could always break you out of here. The girls are in a hotel not too far from here, ready to go." Wolfwood answered.

I thought about it, but there really wasn't much to think about. I had to get there as soon as possible. That was my only hope of ever getting an arm. So, I nodded to him and got out of bed. I stretched out my muscles and bones that had been unmoving since I got shot. I was stiff in my back and legs. I cracked my back and did some more movement before I turned back to Wolfwood.

He was getting up and handed me my bag that he brought with him.

"Thanks." I said.

"No prob. Now let's get moving needle-nose. We don't have all day you know."

I ran into the bathroom and quickly changed into my normal clothes. The only difference being, I didn't have an arm to put into my sleeve. It was also much harder then usual. I struggled to get my shirt over my head. When i finally got everything on right, I came out of the bathroom, with my empty sleeve tucked into my pocket.

"How do I look?" I asked him.

"As stupid as usual. Now let's get going." He said, getting up for the chair and walking with me out of the room.

We continued down the hallway, until we bumped into my doctor.

'Uh oh.' Was my only thought.

"You aren't suppose to be out of bed!" He exclaimed, tring to push me back into the room.

"hey! I want to leave!" I protested. I turned around. "I can walk, eat, breath, drink and everything else, so why do I have to stay?"

"Because your wound hasn't finished healing yet." The doctor said, pointing a finger to my arm.

"Ohh! But doc! I can take care of it! Wolfwood, you'll make sure I do right?" I asked, looking up at him with sappy eyes.

"Yeah, whatever." He said, turning his head.

"See? I'll be fine!" I said, waving my hand at hand. A smile on my face, showing I was fine.

"Really?" he asked, then poked my wound.

I felt razor sharp pain travel through my body. I grabbed my shoulder and started to cry, well, more like wail. I was almost bouncing off the walls, running around wailing, until I ran into a wall that was.

I hit the ground and looked up. The doctor was shaking his head at me and Wolfwood looked like he was going to die of embrassment.

I cleared my throat. "See? It didn't hurt that much."

The doctor grabbed me by my ear and dragged me back into the medical room. He pushed me onto the bed.

"Now you stay there until you're ready to leave!" He advised before leaving the room.

I sighed. This was going to take longer then I thought.

"You're an idiot, needle-nose." Wolfwood said, while walking over to the window.

"Yeah, well, it hurt." I said, rubbing my shoulder.

"Of course it did." He said, pushing open the window. I was glad he did that. The smoke traveled out of the room. I still wasn't ued to his smoking.

"Well, how are we going to get out now?" I asked him.

"The window." He said.

"The window?" Then I smacked myself in the forhead. OF COURSE! It was only a two story drop. That wasn't anything compaired to what I've had to jump from for the past two years. Really, it started before that. I was usually running from bullies, but that's a whole 'nother story.

"Come on. We don't have time to wait on you be raiding yourself for your own stupidity." He said, jumping out the window. I was about to follow him, when I looked over at the gifts and cards. I quickly threw as many as I could into my bag, before I tied the knot of it, then jumped out the window.

"What took you?" He asked.

"I forgot the cards, so I put them in my bag before I jumped." I said, showing him some of the cards.

"You really keep those?" He asked, slightly shocked.

"Yeah. Well, I kept Meryl and Milly's, a few ones with pictures of the pretty girls of the town, a few with free beer tickets.." I said, listing off some of my gifts.

"They gave you that stuff?" He asked me again.

"Yeah. You feel like going out to drink?" I asked with a grin.

"I would, but we have to be going... but a quick drink wouldn't hurt much." He said with a grin.

"Let's go!" We both shouted, racing to the local saloon.
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