No Trigun ownership here. …………. *Glances around* nope …Still no sign of
Trigun ownership.
Gomen Nasai (sorry) oi, its been really hectic here at home, what with finals and end of school stuff, but from now on I hope that there will not be any other reasons why my chapters should not be posted sooner. So here's Chapter 5!
Knives paced his floor furiously, the nerve of that vermin! What was she thinking talking to a superior being like that! She almost certainly treated his brother the same way, how could Vash put up with that sort of abuse. He frowned at the word, yes abuse… Vash had let so many people take advantage of him, abuse him beyond anything civilized. It was sickening what these humans did to people they could twist in their loathsome grasp.
He fumed a bit more, something had to be done about them, and they either had to be destroyed, or left behind, unless they could be trained. The stubbornness of that woman told him that she wouldn't be easily controlled. Would he want her around to begin with? Not likely.
He would have to persuade his brother into leaving them behind for some other reason, some good reason, and a sound reason, that he could believe was the truth in the matter. Then once they were away from the city, and he had time to get away from his brother, he'd call forth the angel arm and destroy the town. He smirked some as he thought, yes start the eradication of the humans from this planet all over again.
It was foolish of his brother to think he'd just suddenly turn soft on the race and give them a chance. Though, he had given them a chance, a year to see their ways, but did that do any difference? No! Of course not, they couldn't be changed. So it was time to take up his position of dominance again and start the destruction of mankind from the beginning. Now all he needed to do was get more Gung-Ho Guns.
He finished venting and sat on his bed, crossing one leg over the other with his ankle touching his knee. He placed a hand on his ankle and the other cupped his chin as he stared out the window and thought how to go about gathering up his followers, and finding another right hand man. He wasn't sure he could persuade Vash in to helping him, in fact he was almost sure he couldn't, it had failed before why would it work now. Especially since his brother was so… attached to his pets. Once rid of them, maybe, maybe he could twist his brother into helping him.
Vash walked around the house a bit, he kept cautiously glancing towards the door to his brothers room waiting for something to explode, anything to rack the house, a crash, a thud, a gunshot… anything! But surprisingly nothing came, and he felt a bit relieved at this, at least his brother's temper had cooled down significantly over the past year.
He knew it was a long shot in making his brother see his way of things. But he was hoping, with the help of the girls, that he could show his brother what most humans were like. Maybe eventually start traveling again and show him just how much of the human race were kind hearted and only wanted to live in peace. That most of the race wasn't destructive. That just the small percentage of humans, who had been corrupted, and driven mad to the point of hating others because of their peaceful lives, to be pushed so far as to destroy others for revenge, revenge of something those innocent people never even committed.
He knew his brother was one of those people; he wasn't much different than the rest. He also knew that since he had brought his brother here to live with humans, a sort of ache had developed in his visage. He could see the grimace that he had tried to hide. He knew why, the memories of their first few weeks on this planet hadn't been good ones, and this was what his brother was constantly reminded of. He could see it, though Knives tried desperately to hide it under the ice that was ever present in his gaze.
His brother wasn't the person he made himself out to be; he knew that his brother could be kind and caring. He had seen it; he'd always seen it, Knives always fought to protect him. He could use this, strengthen this so that his brother could see the error of his ways, and maybe even become just as protective over the humans as Knives had been for him.
He sighed at this, yes this was a VERY long shot, and it would be tough to melt through the complex layers of ice he'd shaped over his heart and soul. He was still confident; he would try his best to convince his brother that destroying the humans on this planet was pushing it too far.
Now all he had to figure out, was how he was going to get back in the room, he wanted his stuff back, he'd forgotten that he'd left his blanket, pillow and clothes in that room as well. He walked towards the door gathering his strength and swallowed a bit as his hand rose to the door. His fingers curling into a fist he swung at the door. Just then the doorknob turned, but not in time for Vash to stop his traveling fist.
He finally decided to go out of the room for a bit, finally having time to think his plans through, he'd go along with Vash, make Vash think he'd changed his ways, play along with him until he could meet and or gather enough people from different cities that had potential to him. He smirked at his genius and turned for the door, grasping it lightly and pulling it open.
He hadn't expected the next attack on him, but it had happened. Just as he opened the door a fist connected with the bridge of his nose. It had sent his head back a bit and caused his eyes to close and tighten in a wince. He growled and reached up to grasp his nose as he glared out at the person. It was Vash, the idiot; he could see fear flash in his brother's eyes as Vash saw that he had indeed hit him. Vash then took a few steps back rising his hands in defense.
A growl rose up in his throat, a deep and angered growl that seemed to rise up from the very depths of his soul. He then spoke out with a tone of annoyance "Vash, you baka! Jeeze why don't you pay attention!!!"
"Ah..ah.. g..gomen Knives.. I um didn't see you open the door…eh…" He sweatdroped a bit as he pleaded.
He grumbled a bit and ignored his brothers plea, he simply pulled his hand away, uncurling the fingers from their grasp around his nose. He glanced down at his palm, seeing a bit of blood had gotten on his fingers, Vash had struck him hard enough to make his nose bleed, how amusing. He chuckled a bit at this then shook his head and pushed past Vash. He disappeared in the kitchen as he went to get a cloth or something and to wash his hands of the blood.
Vash stood in disbelieve as his brother simply laughed and walked away, he blinked a bit as he stepped away from him and watch him pass. Had his brother gone mad, was he feeling ok? He was almost sure that Knives was going to stand there and Bitch at him, and rant and rave for hours, maybe even strike him back. His assumption was wrong, he followed Knives still rather amazed at his brother.
When he saw Knives stooped over the sink with his head back a bit, a towel to his face he couldn't help but laugh at him, he looked so damned funny doing that. He shut up once he go a cold glare from him and cleared his throat "Again, I'm sorry about that Knives, eh… But I'm actually kinda proud of you, you took that well, and you didn't blow up, or blow anything around us up either…" He glanced around a bit innocently then looked back to Knives.
Knives stood over the sink and dabbed at the blood for a while until he was sure that the blood had stopped flowing then lowered his head and washed away the blood on his face and hands. He glanced towards Vash then proceeded in his direction silently, a glimmer of annoyance still in his eye. He saw as Vash tense a bit and smirked "Oh little brother, who said I wasn't going to get you back for this later?" With that he pushed past Vash again, which didn't take much cause Vash basically avoided him, and left for their room again, this time leaving the door open.
Vash merely blinked in his direction and frowned "Oh man…." He sighed lightly and shruged " Ooooh well, I guess I deserve it either way." He shook his head some and retreated towards the living room and plopped down on the couch just as he heard the door go and the sound of Meryl complaining about how someone at the Laundromat was hitting on her and being a pig. He chuckled some as he stood and walked over to them, with a smile " Hey girls, welcome back…" he grasped the basket from Meryle that appeared to be his things and said "Arigatou…"
Meryl peered at him and blinked some, a bit of a blush forming on her face. She then shook her head and growled, "What you don't think I can take that on my own?" Vash simply sweatdroped at her and blinked nervously. She sighed and then said "Your welcome, …" She glanced to Milly and watched as the taller woman smiled and walked towards their room, disappearing inside to drop off the basket. Meryl turned and headed into the kitchen seeing the mess that was still left from Knives, she grumbled putting his dirty dishes in the sink, and then picking up the rag. She half passed out when she saw blood on it and rushed out "What happened between you two while we were gone?" she held the towel up and asked "Vash are you ok? What'd he do!?"
Vash turned his gaze towards her and glanced at the towel, he smiled innocently and rubbed the back of his neck "Well actually nothing really happened between us, its just that I accidently hit him in the face making his nose bleed. You see he was…"
He was quickly cut off as Meryl started to laugh "You HIT Knives, man… I'm sorry I missed that, the Prick deserved it!" She laughed but quieted down once she saw the unhappy grimace she got from Vash.
He simply shook his head and sighed "It was an accident Meryl I hadn't ment to hit him, it just happened, he was opening the door and I was going to knock and I ended up hitting him instead. He wasn't too happy about it."
She raised a brow and glanced around " Well…nothings been broken, that's unusual, is he feeling ok?"
He shrugged some "Some peoples temper changes over time ya know…" He smiles then "But your right, I thought it was weird of him too, I was really expecting him to hit me back or something." He rubbed the back of his neck "Luckily he didn't eh?"
Meryl nodded some " Yeah that's for sure, or I'd have to type up another damage report, over the past year Vash, I'd have to say your record has been pretty good as far as damage goes. You or your brother, which I hold you accountable if he would destroy anything, haven't been responsible for any damage to the town yet."
Just as if Meryls words triggered a chain reaction, an explosion wracked the house as dust and debris filled the hallway coming from Knives' room.
*ooooooh cliff hanger, don't worry next chapter will be up ASAP!!!*
Gomen Nasai (sorry) oi, its been really hectic here at home, what with finals and end of school stuff, but from now on I hope that there will not be any other reasons why my chapters should not be posted sooner. So here's Chapter 5!
Knives paced his floor furiously, the nerve of that vermin! What was she thinking talking to a superior being like that! She almost certainly treated his brother the same way, how could Vash put up with that sort of abuse. He frowned at the word, yes abuse… Vash had let so many people take advantage of him, abuse him beyond anything civilized. It was sickening what these humans did to people they could twist in their loathsome grasp.
He fumed a bit more, something had to be done about them, and they either had to be destroyed, or left behind, unless they could be trained. The stubbornness of that woman told him that she wouldn't be easily controlled. Would he want her around to begin with? Not likely.
He would have to persuade his brother into leaving them behind for some other reason, some good reason, and a sound reason, that he could believe was the truth in the matter. Then once they were away from the city, and he had time to get away from his brother, he'd call forth the angel arm and destroy the town. He smirked some as he thought, yes start the eradication of the humans from this planet all over again.
It was foolish of his brother to think he'd just suddenly turn soft on the race and give them a chance. Though, he had given them a chance, a year to see their ways, but did that do any difference? No! Of course not, they couldn't be changed. So it was time to take up his position of dominance again and start the destruction of mankind from the beginning. Now all he needed to do was get more Gung-Ho Guns.
He finished venting and sat on his bed, crossing one leg over the other with his ankle touching his knee. He placed a hand on his ankle and the other cupped his chin as he stared out the window and thought how to go about gathering up his followers, and finding another right hand man. He wasn't sure he could persuade Vash in to helping him, in fact he was almost sure he couldn't, it had failed before why would it work now. Especially since his brother was so… attached to his pets. Once rid of them, maybe, maybe he could twist his brother into helping him.
Vash walked around the house a bit, he kept cautiously glancing towards the door to his brothers room waiting for something to explode, anything to rack the house, a crash, a thud, a gunshot… anything! But surprisingly nothing came, and he felt a bit relieved at this, at least his brother's temper had cooled down significantly over the past year.
He knew it was a long shot in making his brother see his way of things. But he was hoping, with the help of the girls, that he could show his brother what most humans were like. Maybe eventually start traveling again and show him just how much of the human race were kind hearted and only wanted to live in peace. That most of the race wasn't destructive. That just the small percentage of humans, who had been corrupted, and driven mad to the point of hating others because of their peaceful lives, to be pushed so far as to destroy others for revenge, revenge of something those innocent people never even committed.
He knew his brother was one of those people; he wasn't much different than the rest. He also knew that since he had brought his brother here to live with humans, a sort of ache had developed in his visage. He could see the grimace that he had tried to hide. He knew why, the memories of their first few weeks on this planet hadn't been good ones, and this was what his brother was constantly reminded of. He could see it, though Knives tried desperately to hide it under the ice that was ever present in his gaze.
His brother wasn't the person he made himself out to be; he knew that his brother could be kind and caring. He had seen it; he'd always seen it, Knives always fought to protect him. He could use this, strengthen this so that his brother could see the error of his ways, and maybe even become just as protective over the humans as Knives had been for him.
He sighed at this, yes this was a VERY long shot, and it would be tough to melt through the complex layers of ice he'd shaped over his heart and soul. He was still confident; he would try his best to convince his brother that destroying the humans on this planet was pushing it too far.
Now all he had to figure out, was how he was going to get back in the room, he wanted his stuff back, he'd forgotten that he'd left his blanket, pillow and clothes in that room as well. He walked towards the door gathering his strength and swallowed a bit as his hand rose to the door. His fingers curling into a fist he swung at the door. Just then the doorknob turned, but not in time for Vash to stop his traveling fist.
He finally decided to go out of the room for a bit, finally having time to think his plans through, he'd go along with Vash, make Vash think he'd changed his ways, play along with him until he could meet and or gather enough people from different cities that had potential to him. He smirked at his genius and turned for the door, grasping it lightly and pulling it open.
He hadn't expected the next attack on him, but it had happened. Just as he opened the door a fist connected with the bridge of his nose. It had sent his head back a bit and caused his eyes to close and tighten in a wince. He growled and reached up to grasp his nose as he glared out at the person. It was Vash, the idiot; he could see fear flash in his brother's eyes as Vash saw that he had indeed hit him. Vash then took a few steps back rising his hands in defense.
A growl rose up in his throat, a deep and angered growl that seemed to rise up from the very depths of his soul. He then spoke out with a tone of annoyance "Vash, you baka! Jeeze why don't you pay attention!!!"
"Ah..ah.. g..gomen Knives.. I um didn't see you open the door…eh…" He sweatdroped a bit as he pleaded.
He grumbled a bit and ignored his brothers plea, he simply pulled his hand away, uncurling the fingers from their grasp around his nose. He glanced down at his palm, seeing a bit of blood had gotten on his fingers, Vash had struck him hard enough to make his nose bleed, how amusing. He chuckled a bit at this then shook his head and pushed past Vash. He disappeared in the kitchen as he went to get a cloth or something and to wash his hands of the blood.
Vash stood in disbelieve as his brother simply laughed and walked away, he blinked a bit as he stepped away from him and watch him pass. Had his brother gone mad, was he feeling ok? He was almost sure that Knives was going to stand there and Bitch at him, and rant and rave for hours, maybe even strike him back. His assumption was wrong, he followed Knives still rather amazed at his brother.
When he saw Knives stooped over the sink with his head back a bit, a towel to his face he couldn't help but laugh at him, he looked so damned funny doing that. He shut up once he go a cold glare from him and cleared his throat "Again, I'm sorry about that Knives, eh… But I'm actually kinda proud of you, you took that well, and you didn't blow up, or blow anything around us up either…" He glanced around a bit innocently then looked back to Knives.
Knives stood over the sink and dabbed at the blood for a while until he was sure that the blood had stopped flowing then lowered his head and washed away the blood on his face and hands. He glanced towards Vash then proceeded in his direction silently, a glimmer of annoyance still in his eye. He saw as Vash tense a bit and smirked "Oh little brother, who said I wasn't going to get you back for this later?" With that he pushed past Vash again, which didn't take much cause Vash basically avoided him, and left for their room again, this time leaving the door open.
Vash merely blinked in his direction and frowned "Oh man…." He sighed lightly and shruged " Ooooh well, I guess I deserve it either way." He shook his head some and retreated towards the living room and plopped down on the couch just as he heard the door go and the sound of Meryl complaining about how someone at the Laundromat was hitting on her and being a pig. He chuckled some as he stood and walked over to them, with a smile " Hey girls, welcome back…" he grasped the basket from Meryle that appeared to be his things and said "Arigatou…"
Meryl peered at him and blinked some, a bit of a blush forming on her face. She then shook her head and growled, "What you don't think I can take that on my own?" Vash simply sweatdroped at her and blinked nervously. She sighed and then said "Your welcome, …" She glanced to Milly and watched as the taller woman smiled and walked towards their room, disappearing inside to drop off the basket. Meryl turned and headed into the kitchen seeing the mess that was still left from Knives, she grumbled putting his dirty dishes in the sink, and then picking up the rag. She half passed out when she saw blood on it and rushed out "What happened between you two while we were gone?" she held the towel up and asked "Vash are you ok? What'd he do!?"
Vash turned his gaze towards her and glanced at the towel, he smiled innocently and rubbed the back of his neck "Well actually nothing really happened between us, its just that I accidently hit him in the face making his nose bleed. You see he was…"
He was quickly cut off as Meryl started to laugh "You HIT Knives, man… I'm sorry I missed that, the Prick deserved it!" She laughed but quieted down once she saw the unhappy grimace she got from Vash.
He simply shook his head and sighed "It was an accident Meryl I hadn't ment to hit him, it just happened, he was opening the door and I was going to knock and I ended up hitting him instead. He wasn't too happy about it."
She raised a brow and glanced around " Well…nothings been broken, that's unusual, is he feeling ok?"
He shrugged some "Some peoples temper changes over time ya know…" He smiles then "But your right, I thought it was weird of him too, I was really expecting him to hit me back or something." He rubbed the back of his neck "Luckily he didn't eh?"
Meryl nodded some " Yeah that's for sure, or I'd have to type up another damage report, over the past year Vash, I'd have to say your record has been pretty good as far as damage goes. You or your brother, which I hold you accountable if he would destroy anything, haven't been responsible for any damage to the town yet."
Just as if Meryls words triggered a chain reaction, an explosion wracked the house as dust and debris filled the hallway coming from Knives' room.
*ooooooh cliff hanger, don't worry next chapter will be up ASAP!!!*