Ohayou, My Dear Chapter 0022, 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 22

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    Vash tilted his head to the side in consideration as he slowed the car to a stop outside the saloon on October City's main street. "I think…" He murmured softly as he stared at the innocuous looking front of the building. "I think we finally found them." Before Millie could stop him he jumped out of the car and ran to the swinging double doors.

    Squeaking in alarm, Millie hurried after him. "Oh…oh…Mr. Vash! Don't do anything…" She halted just inside the door and winced. "Foolish." She finished with a sigh. She shook her head and hurried across the room to where the enraged gunman was holding his brother in the air by his throat. Wringing her hands anxiously she shifted from one foot to the other and smiled wanly. "Um…hi Knives." The only reply was a choked gurgle as he attempted to dislodge his brother's iron grip.

    Meryl shook herself out of her momentary shocked stupor and jumped to her feet. "Vash!" She ran around the table and grabbed onto his arm trying to relax his grip. Unfortunately it was his left arm…the cybernetic arm. "Damn it, Vash! Let go!" The command came out in a panicked shriek as she saw Knives' face turning an alarming shade of red.

    Vash wasn't in the mood to be persuaded. He shook his brother viciously. "How could you?!" He shouted furiously, green eyes taking on an alarming glow in his rage. "So help me if you hurt her…" His grip tightened. "Brother or no brother I will **not** sit by while you…" Words failed him and he shook him again.

    Millie joined Meryl in her frantic attempts to break the Humanoid Typhoon's iron grip. "Mr. Vash! Please don't hurt him!" She wrapped her arms around the taller man from behind and tried to pull him away. "Stop it! You're killing him!" She cried, tears filling her eyes.

    Knives closed his hand into a fist and drew it back as black spots began to form in his vision. **Damn it, Vash! Let go!** He shouted through their telepathic link as he hit his brother between the eyes with as much force as he could muster while still trying not to actually kill him.

    Millie released her hold on her friend and turned around, eyes moving around the room and seeing the crowd rising to their feet, expressions reflecting both fear and anger. "Oh no!" She cried and spun back to face her friends. "Meryl! Stop him!"

    "I'm trying, Millie!" Abandoning his arm she jumped onto his back and wrapped her arms around him from behind. "He didn't do anything to me, Vash!" She shouted into his ear just as Knives' fist connected. Meryl felt the full impact from the back of his head into her own forehead and lost her grip as she fell to the floor unconscious.

    "Meryl!" Millie stared at her fallen friend for a moment before looking up with an uncharacteristic scowl on her features. She reached to the side and lifted a chair. "I'm sorry, Mr. Vash…" She muttered as she brought the chair down over his head, the blow dropping him on the spot.

    Knives fell to his knees and drew in deep gasps of air into his lungs as he raised a shaking hand to his bruised throat. "Damn idiot…he tried to kill me…" He muttered hoarsely as he slowly looked up to see Millie standing over his brother's collapsed form with a broken chair in her hands. "Hello, Millie." He managed a half smile.

    Dropping the shattered remains of the chair to the floor with a clatter she hurried to his side. "Are you all right?" She asked with a concerned frown as she looked him over with a critical eye. "I heard Meryl shot you…"

    "Nothing, nothing…" He gestured to the bandage wrapped around his right arm. "Hurt like hell, but it wasn't serious." He nodded towards his brother. "Unlike when **he** shot me…"

    "I'm really sorry about this. Mr. Vash just wouldn't listen to me. I tried to tell him…" She sighed and shook her head with a frustrated frown. "I just don't understand him sometimes."

    He stood slowly and looked down at his brother for a moment before he kicked him. "Get up."

    Vash blinked one eye open and stared up at his twin. "Knives?" He asked softly, confused by the look of frustration on his brother's face. **Shouldn't he be trying to kill me about now?** He thought in confusion.

    "You're an idiot, Vash. Get up. Your woman needs attention." He gestured to where Meryl lay in an unconscious heap.

    Vash jumped to his feet and stared down at her for a moment before turning a scowl back to his brother. "What did you do to her, Knives?"

    "Me?" He folded his arms across his chest and glared. "You're the maniac that came in here and attacked me, remember? I did nothing."

    "Then why is she…"

    Millie stepped between the taller men. "Stop it! Stop it right now, Mr. Vash. Meryl wouldn't have gotten hurt if you wouldn't have tried to strangle Knives. She tried to stop you, but you just wouldn't listen so don't you dare try to blame anyone else for something that was all your fault in the first place."

    Knives placed a restraining hand on Millie's shoulder, stopping her when it looked like she was about to punch his brother. "Just take her to her room, Vash. She'll have one hell of a headache when she comes to, but she should be fine." He glanced down at Millie. "And for future reference, Millie, next time you decide to play matchmaker, kindly leave me out of it."

    "I'm sorry…I never thought they'd lose their heads like this." She sighed and shook her head sadly. "I never thought Meryl would shoot you and I honestly didn't believe Mr. Vash would try to strangle you. I'm really very sorry about all the trouble I caused you, Knives."

    The double doors swung open with a crash as the sheriff ran in, gun drawn. "Marshal?" He halted and stared for a moment. "I heard that Vash the Stampede was back in town and had attacked you…" He slowly lowered his arm, pointing the gun at the floor.

    "It's under control, sheriff." Knives sighed and pointed towards Vash. "He lost his head for a moment, but it's all over now."

    "Well, that's a relief. I'd hate to have to try to keep in custody again. He destroyed my jail last time!"

    "I did not! I had nothing to do with it, sheriff." Vash protested loudly as he lifted Meryl into his arms, taking care to not jostle her too much. "I was behaving, minding my own business in the cell when all hell broke loose."

    Millie looked down at the floor and shifted from one foot to the other. "I'm really very sorry, sheriff…it was all my fault. I'm sorry for blowing up your jail."

    Knives looked down at her bowed head in surprise. "Millie? You did that?"

    "It was an accident. I just didn't want Mr. Vash to get into more trouble and so I tried to get him out of jail and I really didn't mean to set everything on fire but if those men hadn't come in and pointed a gun at me and startled me I wouldn't have dropped my stun gun on his foot and then he wouldn't have blown a hole in the wall to the armory and…"

    Knives covered her mouth and looked over at the pale sheriff. "I think I understand the situation." He looked down at Millie again. "You've been around Vash too long, Millie…his bad luck is rubbing off on you."

    Vash scowled in irritation. "Hey! I heard that!"

    "Shut up, Vash." Knives said mildly. "You're in enough shit as it is, so don't make it worse." He looked over at his brother and gave him an icy glare. "I have a thing or two to say to you about nearly killing me again, Vash."

    "I wouldn't have if you didn't kidnap Meryl. How was I supposed to know you weren't going to hurt her?"

    Millie pulled away and glared up at her friend. "Because I told you he wouldn't. Really, Mr. Vash…weren't you listening to a thing I told you?"

    He looked down at the floor and shifted uncomfortably. "I…um…I think I'll take Meryl up to her room." He glanced at his brother and offered a smile by way of truce. "Which room is it?"

    "Third door on the left." He shook his head and slowly followed his brother up the stairs with Millie trailing behind him.

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