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 4: Lust and Love
Meryl sat in her room and downed the whiskey bottle like it was nothing, but she knew it was the nastiest thing she had ever tasted. Meryl didn't get drunk very often, and she actually hated the thought of it, but nothing could stop her, not now. She had been in her room for a few hours, still hiding from Vash. But why was she hiding? He wanted her love, and she knew she wanted to give it to him, but she just kept running.
She stared blanky out the window, wondering if Vash was still standing there in the kitchen, hurt by her reactions. She knew she had hurt his feelings, because she saw the look on his face, it was sad and she could see the rejection. She loved everything about Vash but she just couldn't give herself to him, she felt scared, and she didn't know why.
She took another chug of the whiskey, and she could feel her body slipping away. Her vision was blurry, and her head ached. She shut her eyes, trying to slip away from reality slowly. *What is my problem?!*
Millie stared deeply at her lover as she nestled her head on his chest. They had been at park all day, having a picnic together. It was definitely Millie's idea, she loved picnics ( not to mention food). And Wolfwood? He really wasn't much into romantic stuff like that, but he put up with it easily.
Wolfwood pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, and placed it in his mouth. Millie quickly snatched it out of his mouth and glared at him.
" I'm not gonna tell you again," She teased, waving the cigarette in the air sternly.
Wolfwood smirked and played along. " Oh yeah? Or what?" He teased back, kissing down her collarbone eagerly.
" Nicolas! We're in public!" She said, suprised by his action.
" I want you...." He whispered longily in her ear.
" Yeah, well, you already had me this morning, twice, to be exact," She told him, pushing away from him, " and besides, people can see us!"
" No one's looking," He mumbled, still buried in Millie's neck.
" Not right now, not when we're here," She sat up and faced him, placing the cigarette back in his pocket.
He sighed angrily and rolled his eyes, " Well where then?" He asked aggravated.
" Just where people can't see us..." She replied.
" Well there's no one here," He said, laying her back down and resuming his kisses down her neck
" I don't care!" She yelled pushing him off of her.
" Damn...." He said backing away.
Millie felt bad for yelling at him, and she grabbed his hand, trying to reassure him. " I promise, when we get home," She said kissing his lips softly.
" Well then let's go home, I can't wait any longer..." He whispered, smirking his devilish smile.
Millie rolled her eyes and started gathering all their things together, tossing it in the picnic basket. * Is that all this man thinks about?*
Meryl felt herself becoming more and more drunk. She stood up shakily. She felt dizzy and sick, she needed someone's help. She tried to reach for the doorknob, but stumbled painfully on the ground, bruising her knees on the hard wooden floor. Tears were flooding out of her eyes, and she wished some one was there to comfort her. For most people, getting drunk was fun and enetertaining, but it seemed Meryl's depression worsened.
" Somebody, please!" She called out, even though she knew that everyone was probably gone. She pulled herself into a ball and let the tears flow out of her eyes.She heard the door fling open, but she ignored it, thinking it was only her imagination.
" Meryl? What's wrong?" Vash said to her, with concern in his voice. He kneeled down next to her and he could smell the alcohol.
She ignored him, thinking it was still her imagination. She looked up anyways, and saw nothing but a blurry vision.
" Oh, hey, I'm doing fine here, you can leave if you want Mr.," Her words were slurred and Vash could tell she was past drunk. She tried to sit up, but she stumbled and fell into Vash's arms. Tears were still flooding out of her eyes.
" I love him! Why can't I just face it!" She poured her heart out to the man, not knowing it was Vash.
" He wants me, and I want him, but I keep running away, just like that!" She laughed at her words like a little chlid.
Vash held her tighter, listening to everything she was saying. " Who?" He asked her, even though he knew who she was talking about.
" You know what, I don't even know anymore! Can you believe that?" She said, laughing and squirming around, like any drunk person would. She suddenly stopped and held still, sobbing into Vash's chest. And before he knew it, Meryl had passed out in his arms, tears still staining her cheeks. Vash felt terrible, letting her fall into this condition. But was he at fault? It didn't matter if he was or wasn't, what mattered was that he was there now, holding her tightly in his arms.
Millie happily swung the front door of Meryl's home open, glad she was finally home. She set the picnic basket on the kitchen table and peeked around the corner at Wolfwood sitting on the sofa, grinning at her with a sexy smile.
Knowing what he wanted, Millie sighed heavily. " I don't know, honey, not right now," She told him, shaking her head.
" You promised," He said, disagreeing with her.
" But," She said, searching for an excuse.
Wolfwood didn't say anything, he just frowned. Seeing his sadness, Millie walked over and sat in his lap. Before she could say anything, Wolfwood started ripping her clothes off.
" Wait, I never said-" Millie stopped herself, knowing that whatever she said wouldn't matter anyways. Wolfwood grinned and layed her down on the couch kissing her lips, viciously. He ripped her shirt open and kissed her breasts, leaving a trail of his warmth.
" Can we ever go slowly?" Millie demanded, pushing him off a little.
" Fine..." He said, aggravated by her interruptions.
She reached up and put her arms around his neck pulling him close to kiss him. Millie felt his tongue on her bottom lip, so she opened her mouth slightly, just enough for his tongue to slip through. He batted at her tongue fiercely, and Millie backed off a little.
" Slower..." She whispered, running her fingers through his hair. Wolfwood was getting tired of her demands, but he did what she said anyways.
He kissed her forehead softly, and trailed more kisses down her face, stopping at her lips.
" More?" He asked, almost in a sarcastic tone.
Millie nodded and shut her eyes. Wolfwood lifted her up to slowly take her shirt off. He kissed along her collar bone and down her chest. He unhooked her bra and grabbed her breasts tightly.
" Ow! Stop it, that hurts!" She yelled, pushing Wolfwood on the other side of the sofa.
" What now?!" He yelled back, getting extremely aggravated.
Tears welled in Millie's eyes when she heard the anger in his voice, " Sometimes, all I feel like is an object of lust to you."
" Yeah, well, maybe you are sometimes," Wolfwood said dryly, not really meaning it.
" Is that so?" She said, tears flowing down her cheeks.
Wolfwood saw her tears and felt bad for what he said. " No, baby, I didn't really mean it," He reached for her, but Millie dodged him and grabbed her shirt and bra from the floor.
" Leave me alone!!" She yelled, and darted down the hallway and into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
* Oh, shit,* Wolfwood shut his eyes tightly and shook his head, feeling extremely guilty. He buried his face in his hands, and shook his head violently. * What in the hell is my problem?!*
Meryl opened her eyes slowly. She had no idea where she was. She looked up and saw Vash's bright green eyes staring at her deeply. She blinked twice, thinking that she was dreaming.
" Meryl?" He said, shaking her slightly to wake her.
" V-Vash?" She stuttered, finally realizing she wasn't dreaming.
Meryl sat up and cringed at the pain in her knees. Vash finally let go of her after holding her for a few hours.
" What happened?" She asked, rubbing her eyes.
" U-uh, well..." Vash searched for something to tell her. Meryl glanced over and saw the whiskey bottles and her memory flodded back to her. She remembered what she had done to Vash earlier that morning.
" You aren't mad at me?" She asked him, very confused.
" Mad? Why would I be mad?" He laughed at her remark.
" W-well, for running out on you this morning..." She trailed off.
" Meryl, why would I care? You still mean a lot to me, even if you do get scared every once in a while," Vash said, laughing.
" Scared? I wasn't scared!" She said, with a stern tone in her voice.
He smiled at her, and laughed a little." What about now," He said, moving towards her face and pressing his lips on hers.
Meryl froze. Vash was kissing her, and despite her headache from the hangover, she felt the greatest she ever did in her life. Meryl felt Vash's tongue toying with hers and she giggled. She didn't have much experience kissing guys, but he was the best ever. He tasted just like his scent, sweet, yet still manly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Finally, they pulled back gasping for breath. Meryl smiled at him, brushing her finger on his cheek tenderly. Vash stood up quickly and smiled at her. " You should get some rest, hangover's can be a bitch." Vash joked.
" But.." Meryl reached for Vash, but he was already making his way out the door, and closing it solemnly behind him.
An angry look started to takeover Meryl's face. She felted teased by him again. She was finally ready to love him, and he... leaves?! Meryl sat on the cold wooden floor and stared at her bedroom door, hoping Vash would return. But nothing was there, just the dead silence accompanying her.
Wolfwood stood outside of the bathroom door, and knocked on it gently. " Babe? Are you there?" He didn't understand why he asked her such a stupid question, he knew she was there.
" I'm s-sorry, I didn't mean it..." He pressed his ear against the door, hoping he could hear a faint response from her, but there was nothing but silence. Wolfwood started to get impatient and angry as he knocked on the door again, a little rougher then the first time.
" I'm gonna come in if you don't answer me!" He yelled, not sounding one bit like he cared. But Wolfwood was like that, always impatient and short-tempered.
He jiggled on the door knob and slowly swung it opened. He glanced around the room, hoping to find a crying damsel, but to his suprise, there was nothing there. He searched behind the shower curtain, still nothing. A look of fear and worry struck his face, as he glanced at the window, noticing it was open. *Oh, Fuck!* He quickly ran to the window, and searched as far as his eyes could see, but there was nothing but a cloud of dust swirling in the wind.
" MILLIE!" His voice sounded worried and deeply concerned.
Tears started rolling down his cheeks uncontrollably. He slammed his fist on the window-sil violently.
" Where are you?!"
Vash sat on the edge of his bed, his mind still lost in the thought of Meryl. He suddendly wished he hadn't left her in her bedroom, lonely and scared. He wondered if she meant what she said about loving him and wanting him. He knew he wanted her, but what if she didn't really want him? He stripped himself of his crimson coat, leaving him in his black undershirt and slacks. It was mid-day by now, and he could hear the children playing outside happily. He shut his eyes and thought of Meryl, again. Why had she tried to resolve her problems with alcohol? It just wasn't like her. But then, he thought of Serena, and frowned. * What a bitch* He knew he had to tell her to get lost or she'd never get the point, but not right now, he was too busy losing his thoughts in Meryl.
Suddenly there was a faint knock on the door. Vash's heart lifted, hoping and praying it was Meryl.
" Come in!"
The door swung open slowly, and there stood Wolfwood, looking flustered and heartbroken. He stood in the door way for a while, staring at the ground, the shadows hiding his tear strained cheeks.
" She's gone..." He finally mumbled.
" What?" Vash was very confused.
" I wanted to love her and she's left, because of me." Wolfwood's voice broke up as he spoke.
" Who? What are you talking about?" Vash asked, shaking his head.
" Millie is gone!"
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Hope ya liked it! As you can see, I'm finally bringing Wolfwood and Meryl into this story, but it's definitely not the end of Vash and Meryl, if a ya know what I mean ~_^. Lol, just review this piece of shit....
Chapter 4: Lust and Love
Meryl sat in her room and downed the whiskey bottle like it was nothing, but she knew it was the nastiest thing she had ever tasted. Meryl didn't get drunk very often, and she actually hated the thought of it, but nothing could stop her, not now. She had been in her room for a few hours, still hiding from Vash. But why was she hiding? He wanted her love, and she knew she wanted to give it to him, but she just kept running.
She stared blanky out the window, wondering if Vash was still standing there in the kitchen, hurt by her reactions. She knew she had hurt his feelings, because she saw the look on his face, it was sad and she could see the rejection. She loved everything about Vash but she just couldn't give herself to him, she felt scared, and she didn't know why.
She took another chug of the whiskey, and she could feel her body slipping away. Her vision was blurry, and her head ached. She shut her eyes, trying to slip away from reality slowly. *What is my problem?!*
Millie stared deeply at her lover as she nestled her head on his chest. They had been at park all day, having a picnic together. It was definitely Millie's idea, she loved picnics ( not to mention food). And Wolfwood? He really wasn't much into romantic stuff like that, but he put up with it easily.
Wolfwood pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, and placed it in his mouth. Millie quickly snatched it out of his mouth and glared at him.
" I'm not gonna tell you again," She teased, waving the cigarette in the air sternly.
Wolfwood smirked and played along. " Oh yeah? Or what?" He teased back, kissing down her collarbone eagerly.
" Nicolas! We're in public!" She said, suprised by his action.
" I want you...." He whispered longily in her ear.
" Yeah, well, you already had me this morning, twice, to be exact," She told him, pushing away from him, " and besides, people can see us!"
" No one's looking," He mumbled, still buried in Millie's neck.
" Not right now, not when we're here," She sat up and faced him, placing the cigarette back in his pocket.
He sighed angrily and rolled his eyes, " Well where then?" He asked aggravated.
" Just where people can't see us..." She replied.
" Well there's no one here," He said, laying her back down and resuming his kisses down her neck
" I don't care!" She yelled pushing him off of her.
" Damn...." He said backing away.
Millie felt bad for yelling at him, and she grabbed his hand, trying to reassure him. " I promise, when we get home," She said kissing his lips softly.
" Well then let's go home, I can't wait any longer..." He whispered, smirking his devilish smile.
Millie rolled her eyes and started gathering all their things together, tossing it in the picnic basket. * Is that all this man thinks about?*
Meryl felt herself becoming more and more drunk. She stood up shakily. She felt dizzy and sick, she needed someone's help. She tried to reach for the doorknob, but stumbled painfully on the ground, bruising her knees on the hard wooden floor. Tears were flooding out of her eyes, and she wished some one was there to comfort her. For most people, getting drunk was fun and enetertaining, but it seemed Meryl's depression worsened.
" Somebody, please!" She called out, even though she knew that everyone was probably gone. She pulled herself into a ball and let the tears flow out of her eyes.She heard the door fling open, but she ignored it, thinking it was only her imagination.
" Meryl? What's wrong?" Vash said to her, with concern in his voice. He kneeled down next to her and he could smell the alcohol.
She ignored him, thinking it was still her imagination. She looked up anyways, and saw nothing but a blurry vision.
" Oh, hey, I'm doing fine here, you can leave if you want Mr.," Her words were slurred and Vash could tell she was past drunk. She tried to sit up, but she stumbled and fell into Vash's arms. Tears were still flooding out of her eyes.
" I love him! Why can't I just face it!" She poured her heart out to the man, not knowing it was Vash.
" He wants me, and I want him, but I keep running away, just like that!" She laughed at her words like a little chlid.
Vash held her tighter, listening to everything she was saying. " Who?" He asked her, even though he knew who she was talking about.
" You know what, I don't even know anymore! Can you believe that?" She said, laughing and squirming around, like any drunk person would. She suddenly stopped and held still, sobbing into Vash's chest. And before he knew it, Meryl had passed out in his arms, tears still staining her cheeks. Vash felt terrible, letting her fall into this condition. But was he at fault? It didn't matter if he was or wasn't, what mattered was that he was there now, holding her tightly in his arms.
Millie happily swung the front door of Meryl's home open, glad she was finally home. She set the picnic basket on the kitchen table and peeked around the corner at Wolfwood sitting on the sofa, grinning at her with a sexy smile.
Knowing what he wanted, Millie sighed heavily. " I don't know, honey, not right now," She told him, shaking her head.
" You promised," He said, disagreeing with her.
" But," She said, searching for an excuse.
Wolfwood didn't say anything, he just frowned. Seeing his sadness, Millie walked over and sat in his lap. Before she could say anything, Wolfwood started ripping her clothes off.
" Wait, I never said-" Millie stopped herself, knowing that whatever she said wouldn't matter anyways. Wolfwood grinned and layed her down on the couch kissing her lips, viciously. He ripped her shirt open and kissed her breasts, leaving a trail of his warmth.
" Can we ever go slowly?" Millie demanded, pushing him off a little.
" Fine..." He said, aggravated by her interruptions.
She reached up and put her arms around his neck pulling him close to kiss him. Millie felt his tongue on her bottom lip, so she opened her mouth slightly, just enough for his tongue to slip through. He batted at her tongue fiercely, and Millie backed off a little.
" Slower..." She whispered, running her fingers through his hair. Wolfwood was getting tired of her demands, but he did what she said anyways.
He kissed her forehead softly, and trailed more kisses down her face, stopping at her lips.
" More?" He asked, almost in a sarcastic tone.
Millie nodded and shut her eyes. Wolfwood lifted her up to slowly take her shirt off. He kissed along her collar bone and down her chest. He unhooked her bra and grabbed her breasts tightly.
" Ow! Stop it, that hurts!" She yelled, pushing Wolfwood on the other side of the sofa.
" What now?!" He yelled back, getting extremely aggravated.
Tears welled in Millie's eyes when she heard the anger in his voice, " Sometimes, all I feel like is an object of lust to you."
" Yeah, well, maybe you are sometimes," Wolfwood said dryly, not really meaning it.
" Is that so?" She said, tears flowing down her cheeks.
Wolfwood saw her tears and felt bad for what he said. " No, baby, I didn't really mean it," He reached for her, but Millie dodged him and grabbed her shirt and bra from the floor.
" Leave me alone!!" She yelled, and darted down the hallway and into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
* Oh, shit,* Wolfwood shut his eyes tightly and shook his head, feeling extremely guilty. He buried his face in his hands, and shook his head violently. * What in the hell is my problem?!*
Meryl opened her eyes slowly. She had no idea where she was. She looked up and saw Vash's bright green eyes staring at her deeply. She blinked twice, thinking that she was dreaming.
" Meryl?" He said, shaking her slightly to wake her.
" V-Vash?" She stuttered, finally realizing she wasn't dreaming.
Meryl sat up and cringed at the pain in her knees. Vash finally let go of her after holding her for a few hours.
" What happened?" She asked, rubbing her eyes.
" U-uh, well..." Vash searched for something to tell her. Meryl glanced over and saw the whiskey bottles and her memory flodded back to her. She remembered what she had done to Vash earlier that morning.
" You aren't mad at me?" She asked him, very confused.
" Mad? Why would I be mad?" He laughed at her remark.
" W-well, for running out on you this morning..." She trailed off.
" Meryl, why would I care? You still mean a lot to me, even if you do get scared every once in a while," Vash said, laughing.
" Scared? I wasn't scared!" She said, with a stern tone in her voice.
He smiled at her, and laughed a little." What about now," He said, moving towards her face and pressing his lips on hers.
Meryl froze. Vash was kissing her, and despite her headache from the hangover, she felt the greatest she ever did in her life. Meryl felt Vash's tongue toying with hers and she giggled. She didn't have much experience kissing guys, but he was the best ever. He tasted just like his scent, sweet, yet still manly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Finally, they pulled back gasping for breath. Meryl smiled at him, brushing her finger on his cheek tenderly. Vash stood up quickly and smiled at her. " You should get some rest, hangover's can be a bitch." Vash joked.
" But.." Meryl reached for Vash, but he was already making his way out the door, and closing it solemnly behind him.
An angry look started to takeover Meryl's face. She felted teased by him again. She was finally ready to love him, and he... leaves?! Meryl sat on the cold wooden floor and stared at her bedroom door, hoping Vash would return. But nothing was there, just the dead silence accompanying her.
Wolfwood stood outside of the bathroom door, and knocked on it gently. " Babe? Are you there?" He didn't understand why he asked her such a stupid question, he knew she was there.
" I'm s-sorry, I didn't mean it..." He pressed his ear against the door, hoping he could hear a faint response from her, but there was nothing but silence. Wolfwood started to get impatient and angry as he knocked on the door again, a little rougher then the first time.
" I'm gonna come in if you don't answer me!" He yelled, not sounding one bit like he cared. But Wolfwood was like that, always impatient and short-tempered.
He jiggled on the door knob and slowly swung it opened. He glanced around the room, hoping to find a crying damsel, but to his suprise, there was nothing there. He searched behind the shower curtain, still nothing. A look of fear and worry struck his face, as he glanced at the window, noticing it was open. *Oh, Fuck!* He quickly ran to the window, and searched as far as his eyes could see, but there was nothing but a cloud of dust swirling in the wind.
" MILLIE!" His voice sounded worried and deeply concerned.
Tears started rolling down his cheeks uncontrollably. He slammed his fist on the window-sil violently.
" Where are you?!"
Vash sat on the edge of his bed, his mind still lost in the thought of Meryl. He suddendly wished he hadn't left her in her bedroom, lonely and scared. He wondered if she meant what she said about loving him and wanting him. He knew he wanted her, but what if she didn't really want him? He stripped himself of his crimson coat, leaving him in his black undershirt and slacks. It was mid-day by now, and he could hear the children playing outside happily. He shut his eyes and thought of Meryl, again. Why had she tried to resolve her problems with alcohol? It just wasn't like her. But then, he thought of Serena, and frowned. * What a bitch* He knew he had to tell her to get lost or she'd never get the point, but not right now, he was too busy losing his thoughts in Meryl.
Suddenly there was a faint knock on the door. Vash's heart lifted, hoping and praying it was Meryl.
" Come in!"
The door swung open slowly, and there stood Wolfwood, looking flustered and heartbroken. He stood in the door way for a while, staring at the ground, the shadows hiding his tear strained cheeks.
" She's gone..." He finally mumbled.
" What?" Vash was very confused.
" I wanted to love her and she's left, because of me." Wolfwood's voice broke up as he spoke.
" Who? What are you talking about?" Vash asked, shaking his head.
" Millie is gone!"
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Hope ya liked it! As you can see, I'm finally bringing Wolfwood and Meryl into this story, but it's definitely not the end of Vash and Meryl, if a ya know what I mean ~_^. Lol, just review this piece of shit....