| Chapter 10 |
Knives opened his eyes when he felt the light stop of the train. He quickly sat up and rubbed his eyes. The skies were pitch dark outside when he checked the window.
"You awake?" Vash walked in. Knives didn't answer. He got up and walked out, leaving his brother alone. "What's up with you, Knives?" Vash called, running beside him. His twin glared, "What's wrong with you? You like to argue or something?"
"No. I never pick on a fight. It's always people picking on me."
Knives pushed him aside.
* * *
Millie was the last one to hop off. She yawned, "Oh, I only got two hours of sleep. What a night!" Meryl closed her eyes while walking, "Ditto. How was your sleep Vash?" The stampede shrugged, "I barely got any sleep."
Meryl stared at him in concerned, "Really? What were you thinking about?"
"My brother, who else?"
Meryl smirked, "That guy? He really has some major issues! You two may look alike but your personalities are different. I hate him!" "Don't hate him," replied Vash. "He can't help it." Millie laughed, "Poor thing!"
Knives walked behind and growled silently as he listened. He hated Meryl too. Why would Vash want to befriend such a germ? Eew! Do they really mean that much to him? He watched Vash and the girls laughed as they talked about him. A jolt of anger ran down his body.
He glanced at Marianne who was a few feet away from him. She was scanning a paper for some information about the same murderer. Why doesn't she suspect Vash did the crime? Then everything would just go easier. The anger seemed to relax when she looked up at him.
"Is anything wrong?" she asked. Knives shook himself from daydreaming, "Uh, no." She tilted her head at him, and then looked ahead at Vash and the girls. "Do you think we should rent a room in a hotel? It's three o'clock and everyone still needs as much sleep as they can afford." Vash agreed, "Alright."
He looked around the city. "This place is huge!" "Yeah," Meryl nodded, "So don't have any ideas on breaking it down." Vash ignored her when he spotted a hotel. "How about that one?"
* * *
Millie slumped in her bed and immediately fell asleep. Meryl did the same. "G' Night, Millie." "Good night, Meryl." "Zzzz. . ."
Vash pointed a bed to Knives, "You sleep there and I'll sleep in this one, okay?" Knives narrowed his eyes at his brother. He walked over to Vash's bed and laid down. Vash pushed him off, "Hey, what did I just told you!"
"It's just a damn bed!!"
"I won't let you take advantage of me!!"
"Zzzz . . ."
Vash paused. Knives rolled around, his back facing Vash. Vash sighed and got on the other bed. He glanced at his brother again and smiled. Falling back, he stared at the ceiling for a while.
("Rem once told me that the person she loved most had died on Earth, and that she's on this ship in order to find him. If the person you love most dies, what sort of feeling would that be? I think about the time when Rem died, and hot tears flow out of my eyes without stopping. Rem, I'll be by your side. I won't leave you alone.")
"I won't leave you alone. . ."
Vash closed his eyes, trying his best not to let any tears escape. He could sense Rem lying there beside him. She would laugh at him because he's pondering off again, pondering about the past. He let out a light laugh. It was a little weird when he comes to think of it.
But Rem wouldn't be here anyways. It has been over 130 years ago since her death. Humans can't live that long. Because of the fact that Knives and him are plants, they are like immortal creatures . . . superior beings as Knives likes to call it.
What if Rem had lived till the day she must die? Those memories of those days would always be treasured. He smiled at the thought.
* * *
Knives opened an eye and turned around. Vash was sleeping smoothly on his bed. He sneered a smile and cautiously got off and tiptoed out the room. Vash's snoring got louder. Knives slammed the door behind him.
Knives opened his eyes when he felt the light stop of the train. He quickly sat up and rubbed his eyes. The skies were pitch dark outside when he checked the window.
"You awake?" Vash walked in. Knives didn't answer. He got up and walked out, leaving his brother alone. "What's up with you, Knives?" Vash called, running beside him. His twin glared, "What's wrong with you? You like to argue or something?"
"No. I never pick on a fight. It's always people picking on me."
Knives pushed him aside.
* * *
Millie was the last one to hop off. She yawned, "Oh, I only got two hours of sleep. What a night!" Meryl closed her eyes while walking, "Ditto. How was your sleep Vash?" The stampede shrugged, "I barely got any sleep."
Meryl stared at him in concerned, "Really? What were you thinking about?"
"My brother, who else?"
Meryl smirked, "That guy? He really has some major issues! You two may look alike but your personalities are different. I hate him!" "Don't hate him," replied Vash. "He can't help it." Millie laughed, "Poor thing!"
Knives walked behind and growled silently as he listened. He hated Meryl too. Why would Vash want to befriend such a germ? Eew! Do they really mean that much to him? He watched Vash and the girls laughed as they talked about him. A jolt of anger ran down his body.
He glanced at Marianne who was a few feet away from him. She was scanning a paper for some information about the same murderer. Why doesn't she suspect Vash did the crime? Then everything would just go easier. The anger seemed to relax when she looked up at him.
"Is anything wrong?" she asked. Knives shook himself from daydreaming, "Uh, no." She tilted her head at him, and then looked ahead at Vash and the girls. "Do you think we should rent a room in a hotel? It's three o'clock and everyone still needs as much sleep as they can afford." Vash agreed, "Alright."
He looked around the city. "This place is huge!" "Yeah," Meryl nodded, "So don't have any ideas on breaking it down." Vash ignored her when he spotted a hotel. "How about that one?"
* * *
Millie slumped in her bed and immediately fell asleep. Meryl did the same. "G' Night, Millie." "Good night, Meryl." "Zzzz. . ."
Vash pointed a bed to Knives, "You sleep there and I'll sleep in this one, okay?" Knives narrowed his eyes at his brother. He walked over to Vash's bed and laid down. Vash pushed him off, "Hey, what did I just told you!"
"It's just a damn bed!!"
"I won't let you take advantage of me!!"
"Zzzz . . ."
Vash paused. Knives rolled around, his back facing Vash. Vash sighed and got on the other bed. He glanced at his brother again and smiled. Falling back, he stared at the ceiling for a while.
("Rem once told me that the person she loved most had died on Earth, and that she's on this ship in order to find him. If the person you love most dies, what sort of feeling would that be? I think about the time when Rem died, and hot tears flow out of my eyes without stopping. Rem, I'll be by your side. I won't leave you alone.")
"I won't leave you alone. . ."
Vash closed his eyes, trying his best not to let any tears escape. He could sense Rem lying there beside him. She would laugh at him because he's pondering off again, pondering about the past. He let out a light laugh. It was a little weird when he comes to think of it.
But Rem wouldn't be here anyways. It has been over 130 years ago since her death. Humans can't live that long. Because of the fact that Knives and him are plants, they are like immortal creatures . . . superior beings as Knives likes to call it.
What if Rem had lived till the day she must die? Those memories of those days would always be treasured. He smiled at the thought.
* * *
Knives opened an eye and turned around. Vash was sleeping smoothly on his bed. He sneered a smile and cautiously got off and tiptoed out the room. Vash's snoring got louder. Knives slammed the door behind him.