Ohayou, My Dear Chapter 0016, a trigun fanfic

Trigun Fanfic

The following fanfiction was written by me (Chiruken) and is intended for the sole purpose of shared entertainment and not intended for publication or sale.

--Ohayou, My Dear—

Trigun Fanfic Featuring Vash and Meryl. "Pervert!" "Wh-what are you doing in my bed?" "Put some clothes on for God's sake!"

By Chiruken

Chapter 16

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    Vash looked around the quiet city and sighed. "He isn't here." He shook his head and leaned forward wearily. "Now what?"

    "I told you, Mr. Vash. You're worrying for nothing. Knives isn't going to hurt Meryl." She placed a hand on his arm gently. "Let's go get something to eat. You'll feel better with a full stomach, trust me. I know I always feel better after eating a yummy meal."

    "Let's just stop at the sheriff's office first, okay Millie? I want to report those abandoned vehicles just in case there's something more to it than we first saw."

    "Oh, all right." She hopped out of the car and followed him up the steps to the sheriff's office. "This really is a nice town, isn't it Mr. Vash? So peaceful…and quiet too. Must be a nice place to live, don't you think?"

    "Yeah, Millie. Real nice."

    Millie looked up quickly at the oddly strained note in her friend's voice. "Mr. Vash?" She blinked in surprise when she saw him with his hands held above his head.

    "Vash the Stampede, I assume?" Stepping forward the sheriff gestured towards the back where the holding cells were located. "I've been asked to keep you in custody. If you would come quietly…"

    Millie hurried around Vash to face the sheriff. "But sheriff, what did he do? We just got into town, you know."

    He frowned up at the tall woman and sighed. "Millie Thompson, I presume?" When she nodded he reached into his pocket and withdrew an envelope. "This was left for you." He gestured towards Vash again. "Come on. I don't want no trouble in my town."

    "Oh man…" Vash shook his head and meekly preceded the sheriff into the back of the jail. "Sheriff…what are the charges?"

    "Oh, there are no charges. You're merely being held over night for the safety of all concerned."

    "Eh?" He turned around and blinked through the bars. "I don't understand."

    "Just sit tight and you'll be free to go in the morning." He peered closely at his new prisoner and finally shook his head. "I'll be damned…" He muttered before turning and walking away. Stepping back into the front office he looked around. "Hmm…wonder where she went…"

    Without bothering to read the letter enclosed in the envelope, Millie hurried out to the car and rummaged until she found her stun gun. Turning back to the jail she sighed and shook her head. "I'm going to get into a **lot** of trouble for this…" Shrugging she hurried back into the office. "Oh well."

    "Whoah!" The sheriff stared at the tall woman standing before him brandishing the biggest stun gun he'd ever seen.

    "Okay, sheriff, I'm really, really sorry about this but I can't let you keep Mr. Vash in jail like this because he really didn't do any of those things people says he does…well, not all of them only some of them but it wasn't really his fault. So I want you to let him go right now, okay?"

    "Uh…" The sheriff shook his head slowly. "Look, Miss Thompson, you really don't want to do…" He blinked and stared at a spot just over her shoulder and lifted his hands higher in the air. "Sunspots…" He muttered, face paling.

    "I'm really, really sorry sheriff…but this is necessary so…" Millie gasped as she was roughly shoved from behind. "Oh no!" The rough jostling caused her finger to squeeze reflexively on the trigger of her stun gun, firing one of the crossed bolts automatically towards a cabinet to left behind the sheriff. The resounding crash was accompanied by smoke and a fireball reaching towards the ceiling. "Uh oh…"

    "The keys, sheriff, if you please." Millie blinked and spun to find herself staring up at one of the meanest looking men she'd ever seen. "I hear you've got my gang locked up and I want them out…now." He grabbed Millie and pulled her roughly towards him. "Do it now or the woman gets it, got it?"

    Millie gasped and lost her grip on her gun, dropping it. The heavy weapon fell heavily on the bandit's foot and a chain reaction started. His gun went off, blasting a large hole in the wall separating the front off from the armory and the fire already started by Millie's previous blast reached the ammunition stored in the recently destroyed cupboard and exploded throwing plaster and wood splinters around the room. Millie screamed and dropped to the ground as more explosions resonated from the armory and a huge hole appeared in the ceiling billowing black smoke out into the sky beyond. In the ensuing chaos the sheriff scrambled for cover under his desk, the bandit leader yelped in pain from his crushed toes and his followers dove to the side as exploding ammunition whizzed by their heads.

    In the back room Vash dove for the floor as explosions crashed all around him, shaking the cell he was currently locked in. "Oh man!" Scrambling towards the back of the cell he covered his head as the ceiling just outside the bars caved in with a resounding crash, smoke, dust and debris flying everywhere. "Why do these things keep happening to me?!" He wailed as he peeked out from under the rough hewn bed and stared with wide eyes at the destruction surrounding him. "I'm gonna get blamed for this, too, I just know it!" As he watched, the cell door swung open with a squeak, the door shaking from the concussions of the continuing explosions. "Well…" He hesitated a moment before crawling forward. "Maybe I should just go check things…" The door crashed to the floor with a reverberating clatter. "Out." He finished with a wince.

    Millie coughed on smoke and dust as she crawled towards the holding cells. "Meryl's gonna kill me!" She whimpered as she scrambled away from the men cursing a blue streak behind her. Eyes closed tightly against the stinging of the smoke she yelped when her head connected with something hard. "Ouch!"

    Vash fell onto his side holding his head and moaning pathetically. "Ow ow ow!" **Damn but that hurt!** Slowly opening his eyes he found himself staring into Millie's panicked and pain filled blue eyes. "Hey, Millie."

    "Hey, Mr. Vash." She forced a smile. "I…um…I kinda made a mess."

    "Yeah…I see that." He let his head thump back onto the floor. "This is gonna be kinda hard to explain, I think…"

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