Time
& Time Again By: Reo Star
CHAPTER 3: Jumpers
Vash sat in his usual red trench, the sun gently warming his cheek. He got up and went over to Knives who was still starring off into space.
'Good morning my sensitive little brother.'
Knives smiled, Vash ignored him.
"I'm going down stairs for breakfast, try not to cause too much trouble."
Knives laughed.
'Breakfast or booze?'
Vash glared at Knives, if only his thoughts could remain his own. He left the room and went down stairs, first to the dinning room, then to the bar. A short little man in a black suit stopped him.
"I'm sorry sir, but the bar is closed."
Vash looked down.
"I know."
He continued into the bar, where he sat at the counter. The little man shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, then left.
Vash reached over the counter and found a bottle, he grabbed a glass and poured himself a drink. The roughness of the alcohol hit his empty stomach hard.
Lately, all Vash could do was drink. He didn't want to do anything else. One could not think why. Despite the death of Wolfwood, Vash was surrounded by friends, Knives was close enough to keep an eye on, and life had become primarily peaceful. But something was bothering him, and he knew exactly what it was.
Vash took another sip of the drink, and set it back down. He turned to his right and saw the little blond boy from last night. Vash smiled politely, and the boy smiled back.
"What's your name?"
Vash asked, in a simple tone.
The boy did not answer, instead he giggled and hopped off the barstool, and ran out into the hall.
Vash turned back to his drink, but his solitude did not last long. He turned around when he felt someone reach for his gun. He turned to see two little blond boys near the entrance to the bar, one holding his gun. The two giggled. Vash smiled and got up, walking toward them.
"Ok, enough play boys, give me back my gun. It's not exactly a toy."
As Vash came closer, the boys giggled and ran around the corner. Vash picked up his pace to a jog and left the bar, stopping in the hall.
He looked to his left, saw the main lobby, then to his right, and found the two boys standing before an elevator. The boys giggled, and pressed the elevator button. Vash started to walk to ward them, but the elevator doors began to open, so he ran. Just as he reached the elevator, the doors closed, and the boys were inside. Vash sighed, and hit his fist to the metal door. He looked to his left, and found stairs. He sighed, and headed up.
Every few floors Vash stopped to check the elevator; it was always just a little ahead of him. At last, he reached the roof. He walked out and scanned the area, sure that they had gotten off on another floor. Then he spotted them on the ledge; they giggled, and turned around. Vash continued to ward them. The boys grabbed each other's hands and smiled. Vash stopped.
'What are they doing?' He thought
The boys giggled, and then it hit him. They were going to jump. Vash ran full speed toward the boys, but it was to late, the two giggled and leaped off the building.
& Time Again By: Reo Star
CHAPTER 3: Jumpers
Vash sat in his usual red trench, the sun gently warming his cheek. He got up and went over to Knives who was still starring off into space.
'Good morning my sensitive little brother.'
Knives smiled, Vash ignored him.
"I'm going down stairs for breakfast, try not to cause too much trouble."
Knives laughed.
'Breakfast or booze?'
Vash glared at Knives, if only his thoughts could remain his own. He left the room and went down stairs, first to the dinning room, then to the bar. A short little man in a black suit stopped him.
"I'm sorry sir, but the bar is closed."
Vash looked down.
"I know."
He continued into the bar, where he sat at the counter. The little man shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, then left.
Vash reached over the counter and found a bottle, he grabbed a glass and poured himself a drink. The roughness of the alcohol hit his empty stomach hard.
Lately, all Vash could do was drink. He didn't want to do anything else. One could not think why. Despite the death of Wolfwood, Vash was surrounded by friends, Knives was close enough to keep an eye on, and life had become primarily peaceful. But something was bothering him, and he knew exactly what it was.
Vash took another sip of the drink, and set it back down. He turned to his right and saw the little blond boy from last night. Vash smiled politely, and the boy smiled back.
"What's your name?"
Vash asked, in a simple tone.
The boy did not answer, instead he giggled and hopped off the barstool, and ran out into the hall.
Vash turned back to his drink, but his solitude did not last long. He turned around when he felt someone reach for his gun. He turned to see two little blond boys near the entrance to the bar, one holding his gun. The two giggled. Vash smiled and got up, walking toward them.
"Ok, enough play boys, give me back my gun. It's not exactly a toy."
As Vash came closer, the boys giggled and ran around the corner. Vash picked up his pace to a jog and left the bar, stopping in the hall.
He looked to his left, saw the main lobby, then to his right, and found the two boys standing before an elevator. The boys giggled, and pressed the elevator button. Vash started to walk to ward them, but the elevator doors began to open, so he ran. Just as he reached the elevator, the doors closed, and the boys were inside. Vash sighed, and hit his fist to the metal door. He looked to his left, and found stairs. He sighed, and headed up.
Every few floors Vash stopped to check the elevator; it was always just a little ahead of him. At last, he reached the roof. He walked out and scanned the area, sure that they had gotten off on another floor. Then he spotted them on the ledge; they giggled, and turned around. Vash continued to ward them. The boys grabbed each other's hands and smiled. Vash stopped.
'What are they doing?' He thought
The boys giggled, and then it hit him. They were going to jump. Vash ran full speed toward the boys, but it was to late, the two giggled and leaped off the building.