| Chapter Eleven |
Knives looked at each door when he walked passed them. "Sleep well, humans. Pretty soon, you will have an endless slumber." He walked out the hotel and into the cold night. The freezing air was cold enough to make him shiver. He stared at the sleepy passing citizens who stared at him first, "Check out that guy." "Look what's he's wearing."
Knives eyes turned into a devil's eyes, as he kept quiet. The folks backed away and moved on, "What a strange man." "I agree."
* * *
* I'm just I simple girl in a high tech digital world *
Marianne shivered as she pulled her coat tighter to her. She didn't feel like sleeping, although she's very tired. She glanced at the store windows. All the stores are closed. Nearly the whole streets were deserted.
* I really try to understand all the powers that rule this land *
She stopped for a moment and clutched her stomach. "Oh, I gotta to find something to eat." Marianne decided to go back to the hotel. There was some food that she kept in her bag. She turned around and headed back.
* In a world of post modern fad, what was good now is bad *
* * *
"This city is big enough for a whole plant. The power source must be massive. I wonder where it is?" Knives said to himself. He studied each building structure, "It's gigantic. I've never seen anything like it."
* It's not hard to understand, just follow this simple plan *
The sight of Marianne coming towards him got his heart to pump. He felt weird, "Uh, hi, Marianne." He slapped himself mentally which the pain came to Vash. Vash woke up, "Ouch! Who the -? Knives? Where are you?"
Marianne looked up, "Oh, hello, Knives. What are you doing out here?"
"I would like to ask you that."
"Um . . .I was just taking a walk. Couldn't sleep, you know." She took another stepped towards the hotel, but Knives followed after. He reminds her of a puppy. A puppy? His eyes seemed to whine for her to stay. She looked around trying to get a chance to come in.
"Want to walk with me?" Knives mentally slapped himself again, even if he knew he really wanted to say that. "Ouch!" cried Vash. Marianne looked at him surprisingly, "A walk?" Knives nodded quickly.
Her stomach growled again and she froze.
"Are you hungry?" Knives asked. She shook her head, "No, I mean . . .yes. It's been a while since I last ate. How about you?" She began to doubt anything Vash told her about his brother. He seems very polite for a man who despises human beings.
'If he's not human, what is he then?' she thought.
"I'm not hungry," Knives answered. He waited for a moment, then took her hand, "But I can find something for you to eat."
* * *
"Meryl! Open the damn door!" Vash knocked for the hundredth time. "Man, you're a big sleeper!"
Meryl soon opened the door with a yawn, "What's wrong?" she said with a tired voice. "It's Knives," started Vash. "He's gone." Meryl went back into bed, "That's nice. Congratulations." "What are you talking about?" shouted Vash. "He could be out there murdering people!"
She sighed, "Take care of him yourself!" With that, she slammed the door shut. Vash grumbled from outside, "Who needs you!"
* * *
"Where are we going?" Marianne asked. "You'll see," he answered. They walked for almost three miles.
* You look at me but you're not quite sure. *
They had also escaped the city scene. The whole night was darker and the only light was the stars. Marianne felt weak and she got to the point where she couldn't go any further. "I'm sorry, Knives. I don't think I could make it."
"Yes you can," he pleaded.
They kept walking until they saw only trees and plant life. Knives motioned her to sit down on the grass. She obeyed and sat, then watched Knives, "What are you doing?" He walked over to a tree and looked up at it.
* Am I it, or could you get more? *
"You see it?"
"Apples?"
* You learn cool from magazines. You learn love from Charlie Sheen *
"Yes. Someone told me a long time ago that plants store energy inside them, so they don't need to talk."
Marianne laughed, "That's strange. I've never thought about it that way." Knives pulled down an apple from the tree and handed it to her, "Try it." She reached her hand out to retrieve it, "Thank you." Then took a bite.
Knives watched her ate the whole thing in a matter of seconds, "Is it good?" "Yes, of course, thank you very much!" She saw the look on his face, "Oh, would you like some?" Knives looked down. Eating was nothing important. He had seen his brother ate some of those gross looking circular things, so it must be okay to eat.
He pulled down another apple and took a bite. Marianne waited until he was done, "Good isn't it?" He nodded. His puppy expression changed instantly. Marianne stood up and came over to him, "Are you okay?" He didn't answer, but responded with a nod. She smiled, "You know, you were always there for me. When my aunt died, I found someone to talk to, about homes, and loved ones. When my father died, you had me in your arms, when I felt like breaking apart. And you gave to food, so thank you, Knives. Thank you for everything."
* If you want me let me know *
He looked up at her and managed to pull a smile in.
* I promise I won't say 'no' *
"But then again, you're just a mystery," concluded Marianne.
They took another walk around the garden. Knives felt outrageously comfortable being with Marianne, alone. He stopped when they came across a rose. He bent down to get a closer look.
"Isn't it a beautiful color?" Marianne asked. She put a finger under the rose.
"Rem loves red roses," He mumbled. He could see fast flashbacks of him in the past. Rem was so good to him. She cared for him like her own son. He clutched his head in his hands and yelled.
Marianne back off a little in shock, "Knives. . ." He collapsed to the ground in pain from the past. "I don't know what to do!" he shouted. Tears streamed out heavily. "I didn't mean to kill Rem. I'm lost . . .I'm sorry, Rem. . .Please tell me what to do." Marianne bent down and put an arm around him, "Knives. . ."
She pulled him closer to her and let him cry. "Knives, there's nothing you can do. That is the past now, right? You can't change the past."
"I'm lost . . .I don't know what to do anymore . . .I murder people!!"
* Follow your heart *
Marianne sighed, "Don't say that. Your directions are always in front of you. You just have to look for it." Knives stopped and breathe hard, "Where is it then? There has never been a good future for me." Marianne let go of him for some air.
"Your heart is your guidance, Knives. Trust your intuition, because there always there for you to lead you to the right way."
"Like you?" he asked softly, "You're always there for me."
* Your intuition *
She gave a small laugh, "Yeah, we're always there for eachother aren't we?" She noticed he didn't say anything so she turned to him. Knives lifted her chin up to meet his with his fingers, then slowly made their lips touched. Marianne kept her eyes opened in shock, until he slips his tongue in, then she silently closed it, kissing him back.
* It will lead you in the right direction *
* * *
Vash woke up again to find himself asleep in front of Meryl's room. "What am I still doing here?!"
Millie and Meryl both opened the door, "Vash? You're still here?" Vash got up, "I guess I overslept." Millie picked him up by the collar, "C'mon, Mr. Vash! You have to find Mr. Knives before he gets into trouble!"
"Then we put him under twenty-four hours surveillance!!" agreed Meryl.
[ "Intuition" by Jewel ]
Knives looked at each door when he walked passed them. "Sleep well, humans. Pretty soon, you will have an endless slumber." He walked out the hotel and into the cold night. The freezing air was cold enough to make him shiver. He stared at the sleepy passing citizens who stared at him first, "Check out that guy." "Look what's he's wearing."
Knives eyes turned into a devil's eyes, as he kept quiet. The folks backed away and moved on, "What a strange man." "I agree."
* * *
* I'm just I simple girl in a high tech digital world *
Marianne shivered as she pulled her coat tighter to her. She didn't feel like sleeping, although she's very tired. She glanced at the store windows. All the stores are closed. Nearly the whole streets were deserted.
* I really try to understand all the powers that rule this land *
She stopped for a moment and clutched her stomach. "Oh, I gotta to find something to eat." Marianne decided to go back to the hotel. There was some food that she kept in her bag. She turned around and headed back.
* In a world of post modern fad, what was good now is bad *
* * *
"This city is big enough for a whole plant. The power source must be massive. I wonder where it is?" Knives said to himself. He studied each building structure, "It's gigantic. I've never seen anything like it."
* It's not hard to understand, just follow this simple plan *
The sight of Marianne coming towards him got his heart to pump. He felt weird, "Uh, hi, Marianne." He slapped himself mentally which the pain came to Vash. Vash woke up, "Ouch! Who the -? Knives? Where are you?"
Marianne looked up, "Oh, hello, Knives. What are you doing out here?"
"I would like to ask you that."
"Um . . .I was just taking a walk. Couldn't sleep, you know." She took another stepped towards the hotel, but Knives followed after. He reminds her of a puppy. A puppy? His eyes seemed to whine for her to stay. She looked around trying to get a chance to come in.
"Want to walk with me?" Knives mentally slapped himself again, even if he knew he really wanted to say that. "Ouch!" cried Vash. Marianne looked at him surprisingly, "A walk?" Knives nodded quickly.
Her stomach growled again and she froze.
"Are you hungry?" Knives asked. She shook her head, "No, I mean . . .yes. It's been a while since I last ate. How about you?" She began to doubt anything Vash told her about his brother. He seems very polite for a man who despises human beings.
'If he's not human, what is he then?' she thought.
"I'm not hungry," Knives answered. He waited for a moment, then took her hand, "But I can find something for you to eat."
* * *
"Meryl! Open the damn door!" Vash knocked for the hundredth time. "Man, you're a big sleeper!"
Meryl soon opened the door with a yawn, "What's wrong?" she said with a tired voice. "It's Knives," started Vash. "He's gone." Meryl went back into bed, "That's nice. Congratulations." "What are you talking about?" shouted Vash. "He could be out there murdering people!"
She sighed, "Take care of him yourself!" With that, she slammed the door shut. Vash grumbled from outside, "Who needs you!"
* * *
"Where are we going?" Marianne asked. "You'll see," he answered. They walked for almost three miles.
* You look at me but you're not quite sure. *
They had also escaped the city scene. The whole night was darker and the only light was the stars. Marianne felt weak and she got to the point where she couldn't go any further. "I'm sorry, Knives. I don't think I could make it."
"Yes you can," he pleaded.
They kept walking until they saw only trees and plant life. Knives motioned her to sit down on the grass. She obeyed and sat, then watched Knives, "What are you doing?" He walked over to a tree and looked up at it.
* Am I it, or could you get more? *
"You see it?"
"Apples?"
* You learn cool from magazines. You learn love from Charlie Sheen *
"Yes. Someone told me a long time ago that plants store energy inside them, so they don't need to talk."
Marianne laughed, "That's strange. I've never thought about it that way." Knives pulled down an apple from the tree and handed it to her, "Try it." She reached her hand out to retrieve it, "Thank you." Then took a bite.
Knives watched her ate the whole thing in a matter of seconds, "Is it good?" "Yes, of course, thank you very much!" She saw the look on his face, "Oh, would you like some?" Knives looked down. Eating was nothing important. He had seen his brother ate some of those gross looking circular things, so it must be okay to eat.
He pulled down another apple and took a bite. Marianne waited until he was done, "Good isn't it?" He nodded. His puppy expression changed instantly. Marianne stood up and came over to him, "Are you okay?" He didn't answer, but responded with a nod. She smiled, "You know, you were always there for me. When my aunt died, I found someone to talk to, about homes, and loved ones. When my father died, you had me in your arms, when I felt like breaking apart. And you gave to food, so thank you, Knives. Thank you for everything."
* If you want me let me know *
He looked up at her and managed to pull a smile in.
* I promise I won't say 'no' *
"But then again, you're just a mystery," concluded Marianne.
They took another walk around the garden. Knives felt outrageously comfortable being with Marianne, alone. He stopped when they came across a rose. He bent down to get a closer look.
"Isn't it a beautiful color?" Marianne asked. She put a finger under the rose.
"Rem loves red roses," He mumbled. He could see fast flashbacks of him in the past. Rem was so good to him. She cared for him like her own son. He clutched his head in his hands and yelled.
Marianne back off a little in shock, "Knives. . ." He collapsed to the ground in pain from the past. "I don't know what to do!" he shouted. Tears streamed out heavily. "I didn't mean to kill Rem. I'm lost . . .I'm sorry, Rem. . .Please tell me what to do." Marianne bent down and put an arm around him, "Knives. . ."
She pulled him closer to her and let him cry. "Knives, there's nothing you can do. That is the past now, right? You can't change the past."
"I'm lost . . .I don't know what to do anymore . . .I murder people!!"
* Follow your heart *
Marianne sighed, "Don't say that. Your directions are always in front of you. You just have to look for it." Knives stopped and breathe hard, "Where is it then? There has never been a good future for me." Marianne let go of him for some air.
"Your heart is your guidance, Knives. Trust your intuition, because there always there for you to lead you to the right way."
"Like you?" he asked softly, "You're always there for me."
* Your intuition *
She gave a small laugh, "Yeah, we're always there for eachother aren't we?" She noticed he didn't say anything so she turned to him. Knives lifted her chin up to meet his with his fingers, then slowly made their lips touched. Marianne kept her eyes opened in shock, until he slips his tongue in, then she silently closed it, kissing him back.
* It will lead you in the right direction *
* * *
Vash woke up again to find himself asleep in front of Meryl's room. "What am I still doing here?!"
Millie and Meryl both opened the door, "Vash? You're still here?" Vash got up, "I guess I overslept." Millie picked him up by the collar, "C'mon, Mr. Vash! You have to find Mr. Knives before he gets into trouble!"
"Then we put him under twenty-four hours surveillance!!" agreed Meryl.
[ "Intuition" by Jewel ]