***Oh I'm just gonna cry I've just been getting so many beautiful reviews!
I was really worried that my story would just go completely unnoticed as
another goofy Knives romance fic. But I really want it to be more than
that, and I'm really trying to get it stand out from the others, although
there some really, really good ones out there too! :)
And just to answer a few questions I got along with my wonderful reviews:
Yes 1980 is the year I was born, yeah I know my name is not very creative but it's the best I could do.
I dunno if I'm going to be bringing Wolfwood back, I sometimes think that makes a perfectly serious story turn all cheesy (not that bringing Wolfwood back is a bad thing we all love the man don't we?) ,but who knows, I may find a reason to, if I feel the need for it.
Well as promised more Vash and Meryl fluffy goodness!!!! Enjoy and let me know what you think!
Chapter 7
Vash woke up in bed, he hadn't slept that deeply in months. He looked down and remembered why; Meryl laid snuggled in a little ball beside him, her head resting in the crook of his shoulder, as if it had been made to fit there perfectly. He reminisced about the night before and felt flushed. Sure he had been with women, he was 133 years old, one gets bored when you spend that much time roaming the planet. But it had never felt so sweet, and so hot at the same time. It made him....well, it made him want to do it all over again! He kissed the top of Meryl's head, she stirred as she heard him purr in her ear.
"Vash that tickles" she squirmed beside him. That only made things worse.
"Come on Meryl," he whined "you can't deny a man whose been on the road for as long as I have." he laced his arms around her and settled into in a nice spooning position.
"Vash, I "denied" you three times last night! A girl has got to get her beauty sleep sometime!" she laughed. She felt his warm breath on the back of her neck and a soft shiver went through her.
"But Meryl." he pleaded like a young boy wanting another cookie."pleeaase?"
She couldn't deny him, not once she looked into those sparkling aqua eyes of his. She melted every time she saw them. She turned on her side and kissed him, "Oh all right, one more time, but that's it! I'm cutting you off for the rest of the day!" she knew that was a lie, she could be with him every second of the day and not tire of it. She just liked the way he pouted when she got stern with him. The little pouty frown on his face was too much for her to bear. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him again.
Vash let out a squeal of delight as he and Meryl ducked under the covers.
After and hour or so; once she was sure he was good and tired out, Meryl thought it was a good time to ask him about Knives. He laid there rosy cheeked, with a cat like grin on his face, his once spike hair drooping slightly. He sighed contentedly and pulled her close to him. Now was as good a time as any, at least he was in a good mood.
"So Vash."
"Yeah Meryl?"
"What are you going to do about Knives?"
"I dunno Meryl." his giddy feeling disappearing, "I would go out and look for him, but I wouldn't know where to begin. And if I know my brother, he's probably laying low until he gets better. Like I said I've been trying to reach him for a week now, and I haven't heard from him yet. I think the only thing we can do is wait until he makes his move."
"Don't you think that's a little dangerous?" she asked getting a bit agitated by the answer he had given her.
"Naw, he's hurt pretty bad, I'm sure he's holed up somewhere trying to heal himself. He hates pain and won't do anything until he's healed."
"Why don't I believe you?" she laid her chin on his chest and looked up at him disapprovingly.
"Trust me, I'm sure he's somewhere quiet, being pissed off at the world," he ran a hand through her hair brushing it away form her face. "can we sleep now I'm super tired." he yawned.
Meryl wanted to further the argument, but Vash was already snoring lightly.
She hoped he was right about Knives, she hoped he really was just holed up somewhere healing. At least then Vash could have some peace for a few weeks at least. She looked up at him, feeling the rise and fall of his chest, and the slow steady beat of his heart. It was hypnotic, she felt her eyes drooping, she pulled the covers up around her and fell asleep, hoping that Vash was right.
****As promised more Meryl and Vash fluffiness. I know it was kinda short, but I'm really trying to focus more on Knives. I am now currently trying as hard as I can to stay a few chapters ahead, so I can make sure I don't make you guys wait too long! I know I've been a little hectic with my updating putting out a few chapters here and there when I feel like it. But I think I'm going to try to update on Thursdays' that way everyone can have the weekend to read and review and not feel rushed with work and school and stuff. Bye for now!!!*****
And just to answer a few questions I got along with my wonderful reviews:
Yes 1980 is the year I was born, yeah I know my name is not very creative but it's the best I could do.
I dunno if I'm going to be bringing Wolfwood back, I sometimes think that makes a perfectly serious story turn all cheesy (not that bringing Wolfwood back is a bad thing we all love the man don't we?) ,but who knows, I may find a reason to, if I feel the need for it.
Well as promised more Vash and Meryl fluffy goodness!!!! Enjoy and let me know what you think!
Chapter 7
Vash woke up in bed, he hadn't slept that deeply in months. He looked down and remembered why; Meryl laid snuggled in a little ball beside him, her head resting in the crook of his shoulder, as if it had been made to fit there perfectly. He reminisced about the night before and felt flushed. Sure he had been with women, he was 133 years old, one gets bored when you spend that much time roaming the planet. But it had never felt so sweet, and so hot at the same time. It made him....well, it made him want to do it all over again! He kissed the top of Meryl's head, she stirred as she heard him purr in her ear.
"Vash that tickles" she squirmed beside him. That only made things worse.
"Come on Meryl," he whined "you can't deny a man whose been on the road for as long as I have." he laced his arms around her and settled into in a nice spooning position.
"Vash, I "denied" you three times last night! A girl has got to get her beauty sleep sometime!" she laughed. She felt his warm breath on the back of her neck and a soft shiver went through her.
"But Meryl." he pleaded like a young boy wanting another cookie."pleeaase?"
She couldn't deny him, not once she looked into those sparkling aqua eyes of his. She melted every time she saw them. She turned on her side and kissed him, "Oh all right, one more time, but that's it! I'm cutting you off for the rest of the day!" she knew that was a lie, she could be with him every second of the day and not tire of it. She just liked the way he pouted when she got stern with him. The little pouty frown on his face was too much for her to bear. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him again.
Vash let out a squeal of delight as he and Meryl ducked under the covers.
After and hour or so; once she was sure he was good and tired out, Meryl thought it was a good time to ask him about Knives. He laid there rosy cheeked, with a cat like grin on his face, his once spike hair drooping slightly. He sighed contentedly and pulled her close to him. Now was as good a time as any, at least he was in a good mood.
"So Vash."
"Yeah Meryl?"
"What are you going to do about Knives?"
"I dunno Meryl." his giddy feeling disappearing, "I would go out and look for him, but I wouldn't know where to begin. And if I know my brother, he's probably laying low until he gets better. Like I said I've been trying to reach him for a week now, and I haven't heard from him yet. I think the only thing we can do is wait until he makes his move."
"Don't you think that's a little dangerous?" she asked getting a bit agitated by the answer he had given her.
"Naw, he's hurt pretty bad, I'm sure he's holed up somewhere trying to heal himself. He hates pain and won't do anything until he's healed."
"Why don't I believe you?" she laid her chin on his chest and looked up at him disapprovingly.
"Trust me, I'm sure he's somewhere quiet, being pissed off at the world," he ran a hand through her hair brushing it away form her face. "can we sleep now I'm super tired." he yawned.
Meryl wanted to further the argument, but Vash was already snoring lightly.
She hoped he was right about Knives, she hoped he really was just holed up somewhere healing. At least then Vash could have some peace for a few weeks at least. She looked up at him, feeling the rise and fall of his chest, and the slow steady beat of his heart. It was hypnotic, she felt her eyes drooping, she pulled the covers up around her and fell asleep, hoping that Vash was right.
****As promised more Meryl and Vash fluffiness. I know it was kinda short, but I'm really trying to focus more on Knives. I am now currently trying as hard as I can to stay a few chapters ahead, so I can make sure I don't make you guys wait too long! I know I've been a little hectic with my updating putting out a few chapters here and there when I feel like it. But I think I'm going to try to update on Thursdays' that way everyone can have the weekend to read and review and not feel rushed with work and school and stuff. Bye for now!!!*****