If you didn't read the last chapter, boy you're dumb! It's funny! Go read
it! Twice! .^_^ ^_^.
Veronica and Legato strolled the city which had gone dark with the setting suns. Legato couldn't help but ask, though.
"How does the light change here when we're underground?" he said as they turned a corner, heading for Brittany's house. Veronica pointed up.
"Glass ceiling, it's over the entire area, it's lined with some kind of material that keeps it from magnifying the heat." Veronica opened Brittany's front door with her spare key. "Brat? Brittany?" she called, but no answer.
"There's no one here," Legato said walking back down the stoop.
"Thank you captain obvious." Veronica thought as she locked the door.
"I told you about that," Legato said in warning. "Do not toy with my patience, understand?"
"You want to go get some cheesecake and head on home," she asked, pretty much fazing out what he just said.
"Cheesecake?" he repeated hungrily. "Sure!"
"Alright, we'll stop by the diner, and I guess you can stay at my house for the night." Legato grinned.
"Okay..."
They walked into the diner, ordered two slices of cheesecake, took seven slices of cheesecake, paid for zero slices of cheesecake, Legato KO'd the store clerk, and they left.
"That was quick," Veronica said as they left.
"I have a way with sales clerks," Legato said with a smirk easing its way on his face.
"Yeah, that's pretty much evident."
Legato chuckled. He didn't care what she said at the moment, he had cheesecake.
By the time they had gotten to Veronica's house, Legato ate six and a quarter slices of cheescake. Veronica ate three quarters of one slice of cheesecake (For all of you who can't do math.) The slices weren't all that big, so Legato was not full, but he was rather content. Veronica unlocked the front door, and flicked on the light.
"I have to sort some laundry," she said dropping the empty box that contained the cheesecake into the garbage. "I'll be with you shortly."
"I'm going, too," Legato sort of demanded lowly, sliding his jacket off. "No sense in me allowing you to leave me here if this isn't your house."
"OOOOOooooooooooooo-K. This way then, it's in the back."
Legato followed her through the living room, kitchen, dining room, and finally to a locked door. She unlocked it, opened it, flicked on the light, and gasped in utter horror.
"What's that.....Vash?" Brittany said blinking a few times.
"I dunno Legato, it looks like the C train," Midvalley said sheilding his eyes.
"Oh yeah, it's a light....."
"Oh my GOD!" Veronica said from the doorway. Legato grimaced at Midvalley.
"Midvalley, why are you here?"
"Who's Midvalley...." Midvalley asked drowsily. Legato willed him to punch himself in the jaw.
"Why are you hitting yourself, Vash?"
Veronica turned the light off and left the room. "Okay, I've seen enough of that. Let's go get you settled in before I break down."
"He called the shurbert bitch Legato," Legato stated lowly as he followed her into a hall.
"This is the master bedroom," she said opening a door. "I'll stay in the guest room, you apparently need space." Legato gave her a dirty look. "What? What did I say now?"
"Just leave," Legato commanded as he ran his fingers in his hair in frustration.
Veronica went quietly across the hall and to the Guest room. Legato watched to see which room it was. After which, he closed the door to his room and fell onto the rather large mattress. He didn't even get under the green blankets, he just drifted off into sleep.
Three hours later, Legato awoke suddenly, and man did he have to go! He ran to the guest room and pushed the door open loudly, waking Veronica. She sat up under the white sheets in surprise. She was only wearing a sport bra and her undies.
"What are you doing in here?" she whispered harshly.
"The bathroom, if you please," Legato managed in his normal tone of voice.
She rubbed her face with her hand as she stated dryly, "Just next to the room you were just in," she signaled across the hall.
"Thank you," once he closed the door, he bolted for it.
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...
He was in there for a while. (A/N: he wasn't doing the stinky, K. ^_^.) Once he was out, he went back to the guest room. Veronica was still sitting up.
"Everything come out okay?" she giggled when she saw him standing in the doorway.
Legato grinned at her, it seemed less haunting this time. He didn't say anything to her at all.
"Are you okay?" Veronica asked, seeing as he didn't make any noise or motion at all.
"You still have blood on you," he said with a hint of eerie cheer in his voice.
"Come on, Legato," Veronica began exasperated, "not now, please, I was finally feeling better."
"Like I said before," he whispered as he neared her, "you are in no position to make requests."
"Please, Legato," she begged. He only got closer, and closer to her.
"Humans are so pathetic, don't you agree," he whispered, stopping at the foot of the bed, "caring only for themselves, only for what they want." Veronica swallowed as he sat on the foot of the bed and talked to her from over his shouler. "Isn't that right?"
"Not in all cases," she managed in a whisper loud, and clear enough for him to understand.
"What about in your case?" he asked cleverly, turning around completely. "Why don't you want me? Tell me exactly why."
"You'll just get what you want and go," Veronica answered flatly. "You think I don't know that?"
"If I go, you're coming, there's nothing you can do about that," he stated as both a threat and a come-on.
"Until some other girl feeds you ice cream..."Veronica concluded leaning against the headboard of the bed.
"You don't have to worry about that," Legato started as he eased his way further up the bed. "You're never going to see me in a sugar low again."
"That's why you were so pathetic- uh I mean desperate- um...agreeable," she blushed.
"That's it," Legato breathed, he was now exactly one foot away from her.
"You just don't give up, do you?" Veronica giggled lowly.
"I never give up on anything I really want," he pushed.
"How flattering," she said lowly. He leaned over her. She blushed. "No, really, don't-" but it was too late to say anything now, he kissed her. And he kept on kissing her, too, folks, well, until she kissed him back anyways.
"Now was that so horrible?" he asked, now laying on her.
"Your elbow is in my rib cage, it hurts," she stated lowly.
Veronica and Legato strolled the city which had gone dark with the setting suns. Legato couldn't help but ask, though.
"How does the light change here when we're underground?" he said as they turned a corner, heading for Brittany's house. Veronica pointed up.
"Glass ceiling, it's over the entire area, it's lined with some kind of material that keeps it from magnifying the heat." Veronica opened Brittany's front door with her spare key. "Brat? Brittany?" she called, but no answer.
"There's no one here," Legato said walking back down the stoop.
"Thank you captain obvious." Veronica thought as she locked the door.
"I told you about that," Legato said in warning. "Do not toy with my patience, understand?"
"You want to go get some cheesecake and head on home," she asked, pretty much fazing out what he just said.
"Cheesecake?" he repeated hungrily. "Sure!"
"Alright, we'll stop by the diner, and I guess you can stay at my house for the night." Legato grinned.
"Okay..."
They walked into the diner, ordered two slices of cheesecake, took seven slices of cheesecake, paid for zero slices of cheesecake, Legato KO'd the store clerk, and they left.
"That was quick," Veronica said as they left.
"I have a way with sales clerks," Legato said with a smirk easing its way on his face.
"Yeah, that's pretty much evident."
Legato chuckled. He didn't care what she said at the moment, he had cheesecake.
By the time they had gotten to Veronica's house, Legato ate six and a quarter slices of cheescake. Veronica ate three quarters of one slice of cheesecake (For all of you who can't do math.) The slices weren't all that big, so Legato was not full, but he was rather content. Veronica unlocked the front door, and flicked on the light.
"I have to sort some laundry," she said dropping the empty box that contained the cheesecake into the garbage. "I'll be with you shortly."
"I'm going, too," Legato sort of demanded lowly, sliding his jacket off. "No sense in me allowing you to leave me here if this isn't your house."
"OOOOOooooooooooooo-K. This way then, it's in the back."
Legato followed her through the living room, kitchen, dining room, and finally to a locked door. She unlocked it, opened it, flicked on the light, and gasped in utter horror.
"What's that.....Vash?" Brittany said blinking a few times.
"I dunno Legato, it looks like the C train," Midvalley said sheilding his eyes.
"Oh yeah, it's a light....."
"Oh my GOD!" Veronica said from the doorway. Legato grimaced at Midvalley.
"Midvalley, why are you here?"
"Who's Midvalley...." Midvalley asked drowsily. Legato willed him to punch himself in the jaw.
"Why are you hitting yourself, Vash?"
Veronica turned the light off and left the room. "Okay, I've seen enough of that. Let's go get you settled in before I break down."
"He called the shurbert bitch Legato," Legato stated lowly as he followed her into a hall.
"This is the master bedroom," she said opening a door. "I'll stay in the guest room, you apparently need space." Legato gave her a dirty look. "What? What did I say now?"
"Just leave," Legato commanded as he ran his fingers in his hair in frustration.
Veronica went quietly across the hall and to the Guest room. Legato watched to see which room it was. After which, he closed the door to his room and fell onto the rather large mattress. He didn't even get under the green blankets, he just drifted off into sleep.
Three hours later, Legato awoke suddenly, and man did he have to go! He ran to the guest room and pushed the door open loudly, waking Veronica. She sat up under the white sheets in surprise. She was only wearing a sport bra and her undies.
"What are you doing in here?" she whispered harshly.
"The bathroom, if you please," Legato managed in his normal tone of voice.
She rubbed her face with her hand as she stated dryly, "Just next to the room you were just in," she signaled across the hall.
"Thank you," once he closed the door, he bolted for it.
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...
He was in there for a while. (A/N: he wasn't doing the stinky, K. ^_^.) Once he was out, he went back to the guest room. Veronica was still sitting up.
"Everything come out okay?" she giggled when she saw him standing in the doorway.
Legato grinned at her, it seemed less haunting this time. He didn't say anything to her at all.
"Are you okay?" Veronica asked, seeing as he didn't make any noise or motion at all.
"You still have blood on you," he said with a hint of eerie cheer in his voice.
"Come on, Legato," Veronica began exasperated, "not now, please, I was finally feeling better."
"Like I said before," he whispered as he neared her, "you are in no position to make requests."
"Please, Legato," she begged. He only got closer, and closer to her.
"Humans are so pathetic, don't you agree," he whispered, stopping at the foot of the bed, "caring only for themselves, only for what they want." Veronica swallowed as he sat on the foot of the bed and talked to her from over his shouler. "Isn't that right?"
"Not in all cases," she managed in a whisper loud, and clear enough for him to understand.
"What about in your case?" he asked cleverly, turning around completely. "Why don't you want me? Tell me exactly why."
"You'll just get what you want and go," Veronica answered flatly. "You think I don't know that?"
"If I go, you're coming, there's nothing you can do about that," he stated as both a threat and a come-on.
"Until some other girl feeds you ice cream..."Veronica concluded leaning against the headboard of the bed.
"You don't have to worry about that," Legato started as he eased his way further up the bed. "You're never going to see me in a sugar low again."
"That's why you were so pathetic- uh I mean desperate- um...agreeable," she blushed.
"That's it," Legato breathed, he was now exactly one foot away from her.
"You just don't give up, do you?" Veronica giggled lowly.
"I never give up on anything I really want," he pushed.
"How flattering," she said lowly. He leaned over her. She blushed. "No, really, don't-" but it was too late to say anything now, he kissed her. And he kept on kissing her, too, folks, well, until she kissed him back anyways.
"Now was that so horrible?" he asked, now laying on her.
"Your elbow is in my rib cage, it hurts," she stated lowly.