Disclaimer: No, I do not own Trigun. But I wish I did own Vash( damn he's
sexy). Anyways, just don't sue me.
Chapter 3: Running away
Meryl had woke up early, still thinking about last night. She just didn't understand, was he drunk? She assumed that was it considering the way he reeked of alcohol. But if he was drunk, why was he so gentle. She was so confused.
She hoped and prayed that Vash wasn't in the kitchen. She was so hungry and didn't feel like skipping another meal. She figured if he was, she could quickly grab a donut and run out of there as fast as she could. But she still wished he wasn't.
Before she entered the kitchen, she peeked around the corner to see if he was there. And sure enough, there he sat sipping his cereal. *Damn!* She tried following her plan by quickly scurrying in the kitchen, but she was stopped by a familiar voice.
" Meryl! There you are! Are you okay?! How's your hand?!" Millie blurted out, grabbing her friends hand and checking it closely.
" Oh, uh, Millie, i-it's just fine," She said, remembering yesterday and feeling embarassed by her actions.
" She hurt her hand?" Vash asked moving closer towards Meryl.
He grabbed her hand and touched the cuts softly. Meryl's face turned bright red, as he examined her injured hand. She could smell his sweet, yet manly scent, and it made her melt. She rememered last night, again, and quickly pulled her hand away.
" Oh, it's nothing just a broken glass," Meryl said, turning her face away.
" Are you sure? It looked like it was infected?" Vash said, with concern in his voice.
Meryl nodded at Vash, still not really looking into his face. She just couldn't it was too hard.
Meryl turned and looked at Millie. She felt so bad. She never got to say sorry to her because she had gone to bed earlier than Millie.
" Millie, I-I'm really sorry, about, yesterday..." Meryl trailed off, feeling embarassed.
" It's okay, I know you were hurt, I can understand," Millie didn't ask why she was hurt, it's almost like she didn't want to know for some reason.
" Hurt?" Vash was very confused.
Meryl ignored him and went to sit down at the other side of the table, as far away from Vash as she could get. Millie placed a bowl and a box of cereal in front of Meryl, smiling at her brightly.
" Sorry I couldn't cook something this morning, I'm going to meet with Nicolas," Millie said, blushing softly.
" That's okay Millie, you go and have fun," Meryl lied, she wished Millie would stay and keep the akwardness away from her and Vash.
Millie smiled, and she skipped out the front door, waving good-bye like a little child.
Meryl gritted her teeth as she heard the front door shut. * Alone, with... Him* She tried to ignore Vash as best as she could, and poured some cereal for herself. But she kept glancing up to stare at him, wondering if he remembered anything about last night. Everytime she glanced up, he was staring at her deeply. She looked over the edge of the cereal box in front of her, blocking her view of Vash. She saw him staring at her, and she stared back at him.
" Why are you staring at me?" Vash stopped staring at her and looked down at his bowl of cereal.
" Why are you staring at me?" Meryl had no idea why she said that, it just kinda came out of her mouth, without any control.
He smiled still staring at his cereal and toying with the last few pieces with his spoon. " It's not nice to stare," he joked.
She blushed at those words, and she wasn't quite sure. She felt pissed at the same time. * How could someone so stupid be playing mind games with me?* She hated him, but at the same time she loved him. She felt very teased by him.
" How's the girlfriend?" Meryl said dryly, trying to change the subject. She didn't understand, she hated that tramp, but yet, she still asks about her.
Vash didn't answer her, he just smiled, knowing Meryl couldn't stand the bitch. He could feel Meryl's anger towards him.
" Why do you hate her?" Vash said, glancing up at her.
" I do not hate her!" Meryl yelled, storming out of the kitchen.
That was one of the greatest thing about Meryl that Vash loved, her temper. The way her cheeks turned bright pink as she yelled, it was so cute. She tried to act so tough, but he truly knew how sweet she was inside. A part of Vash wanted to follow Meryl, and kiss her up and down her body, making sweet love to her. But he knew he couldn't, he had to meet Serena. He wasn't sure why he put the 'had' into it, he didn't have to do anything for her, but he did anyways.
Vash slowly stood up, scotting the chair back behind him. He glanced up the hallway to Meryl's room, and smiled, knowing she was in there probably thinking about him, saying she hated him. He frowned as he made his way out the door, shutting it behind him.
At the saloon, Serena waited impatiently, tapping her fake nails on the table she was seated at.
" What the hell makes him think I have time to wait?!" She tried to mumble to herself, but everyone turned to stare at her, hearing every word she said. She glared at them evily. They all scattered away from her, acting innocent, even the bartender. She impatiently glanced at the clock, again, and let out a heavy sigh. She had only truly been there 5 minutes, but she was such an impatient person, it didn't matter to her.
She glanced over at the entrance, and saw Vash entering, " What the hell took you so long?!" She yelled at him.
* What took me so long?!* He narrowed his eyes at her, remembering last night. He ignored her comment and walked over to the table she was sitting at and sat down.
" Where were you last night?" Vash asked, staring out the window.
" Oh, I was tired from school..." She said, only thinking of herself.
* Tired, from... school?!* He felt anger rising. He usually didn't get angry unless people were killing innocent lives.
" I'm ready..." She said licking her lips, and massaging her hand up Vash's leg.
He stared at her, knowing exactly what she meant, but he just wasn't up for it. He didn't feel like doing anything right now. He turned away, ignoring her.
" I don't know, I'm kinda, well, tired," He said, mocking her.
She glared evily at him, " Well fine then, just leave." She tried to tell him, but he was way ahead of her, already making his way out the door.
" Fuck you too!!!!" She yelled, everyone turned and stared at her wide eyed.
She glanced her eyes around the room, and set her eyes on the young bartender, " I've got some one else in mind..."
Vash walked sadly down the street, kicking the dust as he dragged his feet. He didn't understand what he saw in her, maybe it was all lust. She had played games with his mind. He didn't care anymore she was part of the past now. He felt like shit, all he wanted do was lay his head down and take a nap, escaping from the world.
He slowly swung the front door to Meryl's house open and stepped in, letting out a sigh. He glanced down at the sofa and saw Meryl laying peacefully on the couch. He smiled and moved towards her, knelling down next to her.
" Hey..." He said, waking her up.
Meryl opened her eyes slowly. Everything seemed blurry at first but then she refocused, realzing Vash's bright green eyes were staring at her. She jumped back a little, and blushed slightly.
" V-Vash?" She stuttered.
He smiled at her widely. " Hey, watcha doin?" He said, still kneeling down, his face only inches away from Meryl's.
" H-huh?" She was still really confused.
He chuckled at the confused look on Meryl's face. " Nevermind..." He joked.
She sat up quickly, remembering last night. Her face turned bright red and she turned away, trying to hide it. Vash stood up, still smiling at her. She was extremely confused, and started wondering what he did to her while she was asleep.
" How long have you been here," She practically yelled at him.
He looked at her confused. " Like a minute," He said," why?"
" O-oh, nothing, nevermind.." She felt relieved, knowing he couldn't have done that much to her in the minute he was here. She sat on the edge of the couch nervously hoping he would go away. She didn't know why she didn't want him around, she had longed for his company so long. Vash sat down next her. He was so close to her, and she could smell his scent again. A faint blush stained her cheeks, and she tried hard to hide it from him. There was a moment of silence between them, and Meryl cleared her throat, trying to break the dead silence.
To her suprise, Vash grabbed her hand, and smiled. She gasped slightly, but then relaxed, realizing that he was examining her injured hand.
" You need to bandage this up," He said, pulling her off the couch.
" U-uh..." She said speechless, searching for words to say.
He pulled her down the hallway and into the bathroom. He let go of her hand so he could search the medicine cabinet for the right bandages.
" Are you gonna tell me what happened?" He said grabbing her hand again to pour peroxide over it.
She gritted her teeth at the pain, and shut her eyes tightly. " W- well, It wasn't really a good day for me," She lied, and Vash knew it.
" So you took it out on the glass?" He joked, pulling her hand close to his face. He blew softly on the cuts, trying to ease the pain. It tickled her, and she couldn't help but smile. He wrapped the bandages around her hand, slowly, as if he was trying to slow down time.
" It was starting to get infected, you should have fixed it when it happened," Vash said, finally letting go of her hand. She stared at him and smiled sweetly. * How could some one so dumb be so sweet at times?*
" T-thank you..." She whispered softly.
" Anytime," He said, putting the medical items away.
" D-do you want some tea," She said, trying to change the subject.
He paused, and then smiled, " Sure, that'd be great."
She quickly hustled into the kitchen, trying to leave the akwardness between her and Vash behind. She quickly filled the tea pot with water, and spilled a little bit of it, carelessly. She felt so nervous, but why? She felt Vash moving close to her, and she froze.
" What's wrong?" He whispered into her ear.
She quickly shot her head around, and scooted backwards away from him. " E-everythings fine," She shot back quickly, moving away from Vash.
He didn't say anything, he knew she was lying. That's one thing Meryl just couldn't do, lie. Everytime she tried, she blushed or shifted her body uncomfortably, and it was so obvious.
She sat down at the table nervously, and turned her blushing face away from Vash. He sat down next to her and smiled. No matter what she did, she just couldn't run away from him, he was always there, smiling that goofy smile. But she didn't understand herself, she wanted him near her before, but now, all she wanted to do was escape from him.
Vash leaned in towards her face slowly, but there was a slight knock on the door, and Meryl jumped up as fast as she could. She wanted to hug whoever was at the door just because they had saved her from Vash. She quickly ran to the door, and opened it a crack, so she could see who was there. Her jaw dropped at the sight of Serena.
" I need to talk to Vash," She demanded.
" He's not here," She lied, then slammed the door in Serena's face. *That stupid tramp! Get out of my life!* She sighed angrily, and made her way towards Vash. She sat down next to him and crossed her arms, aggravated.
" Who was that?" He asked, noticing how pissed she was.
She glared at him, not saying a word. Vash couldn't help but laugh at her, she looked so cute when she was mad.
" Why are you laughing?!" She yelled at him.
" N-nothing," He said, trying to hold back his laughter.
" What do you see in her?!" She yelled, but then covered her mouth realizing what she said.
Vash knew she was talking about Serena, and he figured she was probably the one at the door, considering how pissed she looked.
" Well, nothing.... now," He said, trailing off.
" What?" Meryl asked confused.
" Nothing, nevermind..."
" Where's my tea?" He said, changing the subject
Meryl jumped up, realizing she had left the water boiling over.
" Shit!" She cursed, quickly trying to take the tea pot off the stove. She cringed as she felt the hot water pouring over her newly bandaged hand. " Ow!!" She shook her hand, trying to ward off the pain. She dropped the teapot on the counter and grasped her hand tightly.
" Meryl!" Vash said, running towards her, almost laughing. He grabbed her hand, and turned the faucet on. Her put her hand under the cool water, and let the water run over the burns.
" Are you okay?" He said, letting out a chuckle.
" I'm a moron..." She hissed to herself.
" No, you're not," He said, reassuring her, " You're pretty and smart, and you know it."
Meryl widened her eyes at Vash, her face turning a crimson shade. He smiled at her sweetly. He turned the faucet off, still holding her hand.
" Is it better now?" He asked her, weaving his fingers in hers.
She stared at him, searching for words to say.
" You want me to kiss it and make it all better?" He joked, moving her hand closely to his face. He kissed her hand softly, and Meryl could feel her heart jumping inside her.
She didn't know what to do so she did the only thing she could think of, " E-excuse me.." She darted down the hallway and into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. She felt herself running away from him, again.....
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Wow! Hope you liked it! I know, I know, it can be kinda cheesy sometimes, and I this chapter seemed to turn out a little choppy, but just bear with me, I know you'll like the ending! ( Hopefully....) Anyways, please review!
Chapter 3: Running away
Meryl had woke up early, still thinking about last night. She just didn't understand, was he drunk? She assumed that was it considering the way he reeked of alcohol. But if he was drunk, why was he so gentle. She was so confused.
She hoped and prayed that Vash wasn't in the kitchen. She was so hungry and didn't feel like skipping another meal. She figured if he was, she could quickly grab a donut and run out of there as fast as she could. But she still wished he wasn't.
Before she entered the kitchen, she peeked around the corner to see if he was there. And sure enough, there he sat sipping his cereal. *Damn!* She tried following her plan by quickly scurrying in the kitchen, but she was stopped by a familiar voice.
" Meryl! There you are! Are you okay?! How's your hand?!" Millie blurted out, grabbing her friends hand and checking it closely.
" Oh, uh, Millie, i-it's just fine," She said, remembering yesterday and feeling embarassed by her actions.
" She hurt her hand?" Vash asked moving closer towards Meryl.
He grabbed her hand and touched the cuts softly. Meryl's face turned bright red, as he examined her injured hand. She could smell his sweet, yet manly scent, and it made her melt. She rememered last night, again, and quickly pulled her hand away.
" Oh, it's nothing just a broken glass," Meryl said, turning her face away.
" Are you sure? It looked like it was infected?" Vash said, with concern in his voice.
Meryl nodded at Vash, still not really looking into his face. She just couldn't it was too hard.
Meryl turned and looked at Millie. She felt so bad. She never got to say sorry to her because she had gone to bed earlier than Millie.
" Millie, I-I'm really sorry, about, yesterday..." Meryl trailed off, feeling embarassed.
" It's okay, I know you were hurt, I can understand," Millie didn't ask why she was hurt, it's almost like she didn't want to know for some reason.
" Hurt?" Vash was very confused.
Meryl ignored him and went to sit down at the other side of the table, as far away from Vash as she could get. Millie placed a bowl and a box of cereal in front of Meryl, smiling at her brightly.
" Sorry I couldn't cook something this morning, I'm going to meet with Nicolas," Millie said, blushing softly.
" That's okay Millie, you go and have fun," Meryl lied, she wished Millie would stay and keep the akwardness away from her and Vash.
Millie smiled, and she skipped out the front door, waving good-bye like a little child.
Meryl gritted her teeth as she heard the front door shut. * Alone, with... Him* She tried to ignore Vash as best as she could, and poured some cereal for herself. But she kept glancing up to stare at him, wondering if he remembered anything about last night. Everytime she glanced up, he was staring at her deeply. She looked over the edge of the cereal box in front of her, blocking her view of Vash. She saw him staring at her, and she stared back at him.
" Why are you staring at me?" Vash stopped staring at her and looked down at his bowl of cereal.
" Why are you staring at me?" Meryl had no idea why she said that, it just kinda came out of her mouth, without any control.
He smiled still staring at his cereal and toying with the last few pieces with his spoon. " It's not nice to stare," he joked.
She blushed at those words, and she wasn't quite sure. She felt pissed at the same time. * How could someone so stupid be playing mind games with me?* She hated him, but at the same time she loved him. She felt very teased by him.
" How's the girlfriend?" Meryl said dryly, trying to change the subject. She didn't understand, she hated that tramp, but yet, she still asks about her.
Vash didn't answer her, he just smiled, knowing Meryl couldn't stand the bitch. He could feel Meryl's anger towards him.
" Why do you hate her?" Vash said, glancing up at her.
" I do not hate her!" Meryl yelled, storming out of the kitchen.
That was one of the greatest thing about Meryl that Vash loved, her temper. The way her cheeks turned bright pink as she yelled, it was so cute. She tried to act so tough, but he truly knew how sweet she was inside. A part of Vash wanted to follow Meryl, and kiss her up and down her body, making sweet love to her. But he knew he couldn't, he had to meet Serena. He wasn't sure why he put the 'had' into it, he didn't have to do anything for her, but he did anyways.
Vash slowly stood up, scotting the chair back behind him. He glanced up the hallway to Meryl's room, and smiled, knowing she was in there probably thinking about him, saying she hated him. He frowned as he made his way out the door, shutting it behind him.
At the saloon, Serena waited impatiently, tapping her fake nails on the table she was seated at.
" What the hell makes him think I have time to wait?!" She tried to mumble to herself, but everyone turned to stare at her, hearing every word she said. She glared at them evily. They all scattered away from her, acting innocent, even the bartender. She impatiently glanced at the clock, again, and let out a heavy sigh. She had only truly been there 5 minutes, but she was such an impatient person, it didn't matter to her.
She glanced over at the entrance, and saw Vash entering, " What the hell took you so long?!" She yelled at him.
* What took me so long?!* He narrowed his eyes at her, remembering last night. He ignored her comment and walked over to the table she was sitting at and sat down.
" Where were you last night?" Vash asked, staring out the window.
" Oh, I was tired from school..." She said, only thinking of herself.
* Tired, from... school?!* He felt anger rising. He usually didn't get angry unless people were killing innocent lives.
" I'm ready..." She said licking her lips, and massaging her hand up Vash's leg.
He stared at her, knowing exactly what she meant, but he just wasn't up for it. He didn't feel like doing anything right now. He turned away, ignoring her.
" I don't know, I'm kinda, well, tired," He said, mocking her.
She glared evily at him, " Well fine then, just leave." She tried to tell him, but he was way ahead of her, already making his way out the door.
" Fuck you too!!!!" She yelled, everyone turned and stared at her wide eyed.
She glanced her eyes around the room, and set her eyes on the young bartender, " I've got some one else in mind..."
Vash walked sadly down the street, kicking the dust as he dragged his feet. He didn't understand what he saw in her, maybe it was all lust. She had played games with his mind. He didn't care anymore she was part of the past now. He felt like shit, all he wanted do was lay his head down and take a nap, escaping from the world.
He slowly swung the front door to Meryl's house open and stepped in, letting out a sigh. He glanced down at the sofa and saw Meryl laying peacefully on the couch. He smiled and moved towards her, knelling down next to her.
" Hey..." He said, waking her up.
Meryl opened her eyes slowly. Everything seemed blurry at first but then she refocused, realzing Vash's bright green eyes were staring at her. She jumped back a little, and blushed slightly.
" V-Vash?" She stuttered.
He smiled at her widely. " Hey, watcha doin?" He said, still kneeling down, his face only inches away from Meryl's.
" H-huh?" She was still really confused.
He chuckled at the confused look on Meryl's face. " Nevermind..." He joked.
She sat up quickly, remembering last night. Her face turned bright red and she turned away, trying to hide it. Vash stood up, still smiling at her. She was extremely confused, and started wondering what he did to her while she was asleep.
" How long have you been here," She practically yelled at him.
He looked at her confused. " Like a minute," He said," why?"
" O-oh, nothing, nevermind.." She felt relieved, knowing he couldn't have done that much to her in the minute he was here. She sat on the edge of the couch nervously hoping he would go away. She didn't know why she didn't want him around, she had longed for his company so long. Vash sat down next her. He was so close to her, and she could smell his scent again. A faint blush stained her cheeks, and she tried hard to hide it from him. There was a moment of silence between them, and Meryl cleared her throat, trying to break the dead silence.
To her suprise, Vash grabbed her hand, and smiled. She gasped slightly, but then relaxed, realizing that he was examining her injured hand.
" You need to bandage this up," He said, pulling her off the couch.
" U-uh..." She said speechless, searching for words to say.
He pulled her down the hallway and into the bathroom. He let go of her hand so he could search the medicine cabinet for the right bandages.
" Are you gonna tell me what happened?" He said grabbing her hand again to pour peroxide over it.
She gritted her teeth at the pain, and shut her eyes tightly. " W- well, It wasn't really a good day for me," She lied, and Vash knew it.
" So you took it out on the glass?" He joked, pulling her hand close to his face. He blew softly on the cuts, trying to ease the pain. It tickled her, and she couldn't help but smile. He wrapped the bandages around her hand, slowly, as if he was trying to slow down time.
" It was starting to get infected, you should have fixed it when it happened," Vash said, finally letting go of her hand. She stared at him and smiled sweetly. * How could some one so dumb be so sweet at times?*
" T-thank you..." She whispered softly.
" Anytime," He said, putting the medical items away.
" D-do you want some tea," She said, trying to change the subject.
He paused, and then smiled, " Sure, that'd be great."
She quickly hustled into the kitchen, trying to leave the akwardness between her and Vash behind. She quickly filled the tea pot with water, and spilled a little bit of it, carelessly. She felt so nervous, but why? She felt Vash moving close to her, and she froze.
" What's wrong?" He whispered into her ear.
She quickly shot her head around, and scooted backwards away from him. " E-everythings fine," She shot back quickly, moving away from Vash.
He didn't say anything, he knew she was lying. That's one thing Meryl just couldn't do, lie. Everytime she tried, she blushed or shifted her body uncomfortably, and it was so obvious.
She sat down at the table nervously, and turned her blushing face away from Vash. He sat down next to her and smiled. No matter what she did, she just couldn't run away from him, he was always there, smiling that goofy smile. But she didn't understand herself, she wanted him near her before, but now, all she wanted to do was escape from him.
Vash leaned in towards her face slowly, but there was a slight knock on the door, and Meryl jumped up as fast as she could. She wanted to hug whoever was at the door just because they had saved her from Vash. She quickly ran to the door, and opened it a crack, so she could see who was there. Her jaw dropped at the sight of Serena.
" I need to talk to Vash," She demanded.
" He's not here," She lied, then slammed the door in Serena's face. *That stupid tramp! Get out of my life!* She sighed angrily, and made her way towards Vash. She sat down next to him and crossed her arms, aggravated.
" Who was that?" He asked, noticing how pissed she was.
She glared at him, not saying a word. Vash couldn't help but laugh at her, she looked so cute when she was mad.
" Why are you laughing?!" She yelled at him.
" N-nothing," He said, trying to hold back his laughter.
" What do you see in her?!" She yelled, but then covered her mouth realizing what she said.
Vash knew she was talking about Serena, and he figured she was probably the one at the door, considering how pissed she looked.
" Well, nothing.... now," He said, trailing off.
" What?" Meryl asked confused.
" Nothing, nevermind..."
" Where's my tea?" He said, changing the subject
Meryl jumped up, realizing she had left the water boiling over.
" Shit!" She cursed, quickly trying to take the tea pot off the stove. She cringed as she felt the hot water pouring over her newly bandaged hand. " Ow!!" She shook her hand, trying to ward off the pain. She dropped the teapot on the counter and grasped her hand tightly.
" Meryl!" Vash said, running towards her, almost laughing. He grabbed her hand, and turned the faucet on. Her put her hand under the cool water, and let the water run over the burns.
" Are you okay?" He said, letting out a chuckle.
" I'm a moron..." She hissed to herself.
" No, you're not," He said, reassuring her, " You're pretty and smart, and you know it."
Meryl widened her eyes at Vash, her face turning a crimson shade. He smiled at her sweetly. He turned the faucet off, still holding her hand.
" Is it better now?" He asked her, weaving his fingers in hers.
She stared at him, searching for words to say.
" You want me to kiss it and make it all better?" He joked, moving her hand closely to his face. He kissed her hand softly, and Meryl could feel her heart jumping inside her.
She didn't know what to do so she did the only thing she could think of, " E-excuse me.." She darted down the hallway and into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. She felt herself running away from him, again.....
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Wow! Hope you liked it! I know, I know, it can be kinda cheesy sometimes, and I this chapter seemed to turn out a little choppy, but just bear with me, I know you'll like the ending! ( Hopefully....) Anyways, please review!