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Two in the same boat
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Part 6- The spilt
Erics layed asleep in the bed, passed out from all his activities. The wound wasn't that bad. It wasn't life threating atleast, for the moment. Meryl and Milly had bandaged him up. They placed him in a bed in a hotel room. Everyone was a little more weary of them now.
Meryl sat down, sipping her tea. Milly was sitting across for her. Their topic at hand, was Erics.
"Did you see the change in his eyes?" Milly asked her.
"I did. I never thought I'd see such a cold look in his eyes. It's almost as if he was Vash the Stampede." Meryl said with a shudder.
"I think he is and he doesn't know it." Milly said, looking at the sleeping Erics.
"What do you mean?" Meryl questioned.
"I believe it's called Spilt personalities. It's when two completely different people are in the same body." Milly said, looking up thoughtfully. Her every lasting cheerfullness still in place.
"I guess you could be right. He does seem to be two different people at times." Meryl said, looking at the sleeping erics. Erics mumbled something about chasing after a donut, before rolling over. Meryl couldn't help but smile and shake her head at him. "At times he's as gentle as a kitten.. and others.. he's the stampede."
"Do you think we should tell him Meryl?" Milly asked.
"I don't know... I think he would be heart broken if he knew what his other side did... Wait a second! Do you think the Vash side of him knows about the other?" Meryl questioned Milly. She stood up to show her strong emotion.
"I.. really don't know Meryl. We could question him.." Milly said.
"Yeah.."
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Vash woke up with a stinging pain. He barely opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. He gave a deep sigh.
'Why is it that Erics always gets himself into trouble? How does he do it all the time?!' Vash asked himself.
Then something hit him.. 'Wait.. how did I get into a hotel room if I passed out in the street?'
He sat up slowly, he didn't want to re-open his wound. He looked around the room and spotted Meryl's back. She was apparently cooking something. The freash scent of herbs and spices reached his nose and made his stomach growl.
Vash waited for Meryl to turn before speaking. Meryl slowly turned around. Her eyes widen in surprise for only a seconds, but a gentle smile took over her shock.
"I'm glad you're awake Mr. Erics." She said, bringing the bowl of soup over to him.
"How did I get into this room?" Vash questioned, his eyes never leaving her.
'Ok.. He's straight to the point.. on nerves.. He must be Vash right now' Meryl thought to herself. She took a breath to build up her courage.
She walked over to him and placed the bowl in his lap. "It's a bit hot right now, but I hope you like it... Mr. Vash the stampede."
Vash's eyes snapped open. She figured it out! He stared at her in shock, before a slight chuckle came from his throat. "So.. you figured it out?"
"Yes.. I'm sorry if you didn't want me to find out but-" Before she could continue, vash put a finger to her lips to quiet her.
"It took you long enough. Now that you know, there are some ground rules you have to follow." Vash said, taking his finger off her lips. He took the spoon in his hand and took a sip of the soup. "For one thing, Erics doesn't know about me. Don't you dare tell him."
Meryl nodded.
"Second, now that you know I'm Vash, you will treat me with the respect I demand. got it?" He said, glaring at her coldly.
Meryl felt a cold chill go down her spine. She nodded again.
"And last, try to make sure Erics doesn't get shot, stabbed and above all else, killed. I am after all in his body. I don't want him to kill me off." Vash said, taking another sip of the soup.
"That's my job. I have to make sure to stop all damages you cause or.. to lessen the damage." Meryl explained, sitting down next to him.
"And you did a wonderful job today." He said, rolling his eyes. He glanced at her cheek. It was a bit puffy and red. It looked like it was beginning to bruise already. Vash put down the spoon and reached up to her face. She flinched a little. He gently stroked her cheek with his thumb while his fingers held her chin. "That bastard.. how could he ruinin such a beautiful face?"
Meryl gave a deep blush at that. She had to look away because she was so embrassed. "T-Thank you M-Mr. Vash.."
Vash gave an almost chilling smile. "Your welcome."
Meryl had the sudden urge to flea the room at all costs, when Milly walked in. She smiled at the couple.
"Hello! I brought some pudding. Would you like some Mr. Erics?" Milly questioned with her cheerful smile in place.
Vash leaned towards Meryl and whispered, "Does she know?"
Meryl nodded. Vash looked up at Milly.
"Oh... it's Mr. Vash. He does know about Mr. Erics right Meryl?" Milly questioned, while getting a spoon so she could eat her pudding.
"Yes.. he knows." Meryl said with a sweatdrop on her head.
"Sometimes I wonder about that girl.." Vash mumbled just loud enough for Meryl to hear.
Meryl couldn't help but smile at that. She also sometimes wondered about Milly.
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Vash looked out the window at the people below. He couldn't wait to get out of there. He didn't like staying in one place too long. It just got on his nervous that's all. He also wondered why Erics didn't take control over him yet. Usually Erics would get control back. Maybe the whole getting shot thing really got to him?
Vash sighed as he looked down at his wound. He wouldn't be able to move on his own for a few more days. It was just a bullet in the side, but he didn't want it to re-open. That would really suck for him.
"I have soup ready. You want some?" Meryl asked him. It had been two days since she admitted knowing about Vash. She was on edge whenever he was in the room now. She had THE stamped around her for crying out loud! He wasn't AS bad as the rumors.. but he could send a chill down her spine with just a look.
"I wonder... why hasn't Erics taken over." Vash said outloud, wondering if the woman before him could help in his question.
"Erics is an idiot most of the time. But he was real brave back there. he would have given his life for those people. I think all the stree drained him that's all. I'm sure in time he will come back." Meryl said, getting a bowl ready for him in case he wanted some.
"I guess. It's just not like him to stay out of control for so long.." Vash said, looking at Meryl.
Meryl's eyes couldn't help but soften. 'He cares about Erics doesn't he?'
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Vash asked, getting angry.
"Oh.. no reason at all." Meryl answered with a nervous smile. She quickly handed him the soup. "I hope you like it. I'll be back to check on you in a little while."
Vash brought his soup to his lips and it burned them. Suddenly, he turned back into Erics. "YEOWWWWW!" He yelled, dropping the spoon right into the bowl, which then turned over right in his lap. The hot liquid seeped through the sheets and onto his bare flesh. he was only wearing his loose PJs.
Erics jumped up, almost opening his wound and started to run around the room screaming 'HOT!'
Meryl did an anime fall. She straightened herself up and glared at him. She couldn't help it. After a few seconds she started to laugh. She was finally off edge for once in the last two days.
"Oh Insurance girl! Hiya!" Erics said, waving to her. Then noticed he was in his PJs. he got shy and tried to hide himself.
"It's alright Mr. Erics. I've been helping you recover from the fight you had. I've seen you in those for awhile now." Meryl said, getting up to clean up his mess.
"You have.. Oh wait! You mean the guy.. " Erics ran over to her and gentle held her chin in his hand. He looked at her slightly bruise cheek. "Oh.. does it hurt?"
"Of course it hurts you baka!" Meryl shouted hitting Erics on the head. 'I think I liked it better when he was Vash.'
"Owwwww.." Erics said, sitting back down on the bed. "My side hurts."
"Did you reopen your wound?" Meryl asked, going to check it. Erics stayed still and watched her while he did that. Once Meryl checked his wound, she looked up into his eyes. Erics looked into hers.
"... Did you know you have soup on your face?" Erics questioned her.
Meryl felt like bashing him on the head a thousand times! They just had a slightly romanic moment and he had to blow it! She growled at him.
Erics held up his hands in defence. "Sorry Insurance girl!"
"Nevermind!" Meryl screamed throwing her hands into the air. She walked out of the room, slamming the door on the way out.
Erics blinked. ".. I made her angry.. oops.."
He sighed to himself and looked down at the wound. 'I remember.. I hurt that man.. but.. he hurt Meryl.. I couldn't let him do that!'
Erics sighed to himself and laid back against the backbaord of the bed. Maybe something is wrong with him. Maybe that's why sometimes he would go days without knowing what happened. He got used to it after awhile. Having gaps in his memory. It was just an ordinary thing to him now.
But at first, he hated not knowing what happened between the times. Now, it was simply a normal thing.
Milly walked into the room. She stared at Erics for a second. Erics blinked.
"Hiya!" Erics said, waving at Milly with a cheerful smile on his face.
Milly smiled back. "Hello! It's nice to see you Mr. Erics."
"Thank you. You too Insurance girl. Hey, if the other one still mad at me?" Erics questioned.
"Oh you mean Meryl? She's a bit upset, but that's how she usually is anyway. I wanted to ask you something." Milly said, sitting down next to him.
"What's that?" Erics questioned.
"Well, do you remember what happened between the time you fainted and just a few minutes ago?" Milly asked him.
"No. Can you tell me what happened?" Erics asked her.
Milly had a confused look on her face before she stood up. "Muffin!"
"Huh? What does that mean?" Erics questioned.
"It means nothing.. hehe.. I'll go check on Meryl." Milly said, almost running out of the room.
Erics looked at the door. 'Something is going on. And I want to know what.'
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Two in the same boat
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Part 6- The spilt
Erics layed asleep in the bed, passed out from all his activities. The wound wasn't that bad. It wasn't life threating atleast, for the moment. Meryl and Milly had bandaged him up. They placed him in a bed in a hotel room. Everyone was a little more weary of them now.
Meryl sat down, sipping her tea. Milly was sitting across for her. Their topic at hand, was Erics.
"Did you see the change in his eyes?" Milly asked her.
"I did. I never thought I'd see such a cold look in his eyes. It's almost as if he was Vash the Stampede." Meryl said with a shudder.
"I think he is and he doesn't know it." Milly said, looking at the sleeping Erics.
"What do you mean?" Meryl questioned.
"I believe it's called Spilt personalities. It's when two completely different people are in the same body." Milly said, looking up thoughtfully. Her every lasting cheerfullness still in place.
"I guess you could be right. He does seem to be two different people at times." Meryl said, looking at the sleeping erics. Erics mumbled something about chasing after a donut, before rolling over. Meryl couldn't help but smile and shake her head at him. "At times he's as gentle as a kitten.. and others.. he's the stampede."
"Do you think we should tell him Meryl?" Milly asked.
"I don't know... I think he would be heart broken if he knew what his other side did... Wait a second! Do you think the Vash side of him knows about the other?" Meryl questioned Milly. She stood up to show her strong emotion.
"I.. really don't know Meryl. We could question him.." Milly said.
"Yeah.."
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Vash woke up with a stinging pain. He barely opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. He gave a deep sigh.
'Why is it that Erics always gets himself into trouble? How does he do it all the time?!' Vash asked himself.
Then something hit him.. 'Wait.. how did I get into a hotel room if I passed out in the street?'
He sat up slowly, he didn't want to re-open his wound. He looked around the room and spotted Meryl's back. She was apparently cooking something. The freash scent of herbs and spices reached his nose and made his stomach growl.
Vash waited for Meryl to turn before speaking. Meryl slowly turned around. Her eyes widen in surprise for only a seconds, but a gentle smile took over her shock.
"I'm glad you're awake Mr. Erics." She said, bringing the bowl of soup over to him.
"How did I get into this room?" Vash questioned, his eyes never leaving her.
'Ok.. He's straight to the point.. on nerves.. He must be Vash right now' Meryl thought to herself. She took a breath to build up her courage.
She walked over to him and placed the bowl in his lap. "It's a bit hot right now, but I hope you like it... Mr. Vash the stampede."
Vash's eyes snapped open. She figured it out! He stared at her in shock, before a slight chuckle came from his throat. "So.. you figured it out?"
"Yes.. I'm sorry if you didn't want me to find out but-" Before she could continue, vash put a finger to her lips to quiet her.
"It took you long enough. Now that you know, there are some ground rules you have to follow." Vash said, taking his finger off her lips. He took the spoon in his hand and took a sip of the soup. "For one thing, Erics doesn't know about me. Don't you dare tell him."
Meryl nodded.
"Second, now that you know I'm Vash, you will treat me with the respect I demand. got it?" He said, glaring at her coldly.
Meryl felt a cold chill go down her spine. She nodded again.
"And last, try to make sure Erics doesn't get shot, stabbed and above all else, killed. I am after all in his body. I don't want him to kill me off." Vash said, taking another sip of the soup.
"That's my job. I have to make sure to stop all damages you cause or.. to lessen the damage." Meryl explained, sitting down next to him.
"And you did a wonderful job today." He said, rolling his eyes. He glanced at her cheek. It was a bit puffy and red. It looked like it was beginning to bruise already. Vash put down the spoon and reached up to her face. She flinched a little. He gently stroked her cheek with his thumb while his fingers held her chin. "That bastard.. how could he ruinin such a beautiful face?"
Meryl gave a deep blush at that. She had to look away because she was so embrassed. "T-Thank you M-Mr. Vash.."
Vash gave an almost chilling smile. "Your welcome."
Meryl had the sudden urge to flea the room at all costs, when Milly walked in. She smiled at the couple.
"Hello! I brought some pudding. Would you like some Mr. Erics?" Milly questioned with her cheerful smile in place.
Vash leaned towards Meryl and whispered, "Does she know?"
Meryl nodded. Vash looked up at Milly.
"Oh... it's Mr. Vash. He does know about Mr. Erics right Meryl?" Milly questioned, while getting a spoon so she could eat her pudding.
"Yes.. he knows." Meryl said with a sweatdrop on her head.
"Sometimes I wonder about that girl.." Vash mumbled just loud enough for Meryl to hear.
Meryl couldn't help but smile at that. She also sometimes wondered about Milly.
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Vash looked out the window at the people below. He couldn't wait to get out of there. He didn't like staying in one place too long. It just got on his nervous that's all. He also wondered why Erics didn't take control over him yet. Usually Erics would get control back. Maybe the whole getting shot thing really got to him?
Vash sighed as he looked down at his wound. He wouldn't be able to move on his own for a few more days. It was just a bullet in the side, but he didn't want it to re-open. That would really suck for him.
"I have soup ready. You want some?" Meryl asked him. It had been two days since she admitted knowing about Vash. She was on edge whenever he was in the room now. She had THE stamped around her for crying out loud! He wasn't AS bad as the rumors.. but he could send a chill down her spine with just a look.
"I wonder... why hasn't Erics taken over." Vash said outloud, wondering if the woman before him could help in his question.
"Erics is an idiot most of the time. But he was real brave back there. he would have given his life for those people. I think all the stree drained him that's all. I'm sure in time he will come back." Meryl said, getting a bowl ready for him in case he wanted some.
"I guess. It's just not like him to stay out of control for so long.." Vash said, looking at Meryl.
Meryl's eyes couldn't help but soften. 'He cares about Erics doesn't he?'
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Vash asked, getting angry.
"Oh.. no reason at all." Meryl answered with a nervous smile. She quickly handed him the soup. "I hope you like it. I'll be back to check on you in a little while."
Vash brought his soup to his lips and it burned them. Suddenly, he turned back into Erics. "YEOWWWWW!" He yelled, dropping the spoon right into the bowl, which then turned over right in his lap. The hot liquid seeped through the sheets and onto his bare flesh. he was only wearing his loose PJs.
Erics jumped up, almost opening his wound and started to run around the room screaming 'HOT!'
Meryl did an anime fall. She straightened herself up and glared at him. She couldn't help it. After a few seconds she started to laugh. She was finally off edge for once in the last two days.
"Oh Insurance girl! Hiya!" Erics said, waving to her. Then noticed he was in his PJs. he got shy and tried to hide himself.
"It's alright Mr. Erics. I've been helping you recover from the fight you had. I've seen you in those for awhile now." Meryl said, getting up to clean up his mess.
"You have.. Oh wait! You mean the guy.. " Erics ran over to her and gentle held her chin in his hand. He looked at her slightly bruise cheek. "Oh.. does it hurt?"
"Of course it hurts you baka!" Meryl shouted hitting Erics on the head. 'I think I liked it better when he was Vash.'
"Owwwww.." Erics said, sitting back down on the bed. "My side hurts."
"Did you reopen your wound?" Meryl asked, going to check it. Erics stayed still and watched her while he did that. Once Meryl checked his wound, she looked up into his eyes. Erics looked into hers.
"... Did you know you have soup on your face?" Erics questioned her.
Meryl felt like bashing him on the head a thousand times! They just had a slightly romanic moment and he had to blow it! She growled at him.
Erics held up his hands in defence. "Sorry Insurance girl!"
"Nevermind!" Meryl screamed throwing her hands into the air. She walked out of the room, slamming the door on the way out.
Erics blinked. ".. I made her angry.. oops.."
He sighed to himself and looked down at the wound. 'I remember.. I hurt that man.. but.. he hurt Meryl.. I couldn't let him do that!'
Erics sighed to himself and laid back against the backbaord of the bed. Maybe something is wrong with him. Maybe that's why sometimes he would go days without knowing what happened. He got used to it after awhile. Having gaps in his memory. It was just an ordinary thing to him now.
But at first, he hated not knowing what happened between the times. Now, it was simply a normal thing.
Milly walked into the room. She stared at Erics for a second. Erics blinked.
"Hiya!" Erics said, waving at Milly with a cheerful smile on his face.
Milly smiled back. "Hello! It's nice to see you Mr. Erics."
"Thank you. You too Insurance girl. Hey, if the other one still mad at me?" Erics questioned.
"Oh you mean Meryl? She's a bit upset, but that's how she usually is anyway. I wanted to ask you something." Milly said, sitting down next to him.
"What's that?" Erics questioned.
"Well, do you remember what happened between the time you fainted and just a few minutes ago?" Milly asked him.
"No. Can you tell me what happened?" Erics asked her.
Milly had a confused look on her face before she stood up. "Muffin!"
"Huh? What does that mean?" Erics questioned.
"It means nothing.. hehe.. I'll go check on Meryl." Milly said, almost running out of the room.
Erics looked at the door. 'Something is going on. And I want to know what.'
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