Well it was tough but I buckled down and whipped up a nice new fluffy
chapter. I hope you like the Knives and Cora section. I thought it was
okay.
Like I said my updates may be a little pell mell, but bear with me. I will try to never be more than a few days late so no one has to wait to long.
Read Enjoy Review! :)
Knives woke up the next morning with a headache. The light that was creeping into his room made his already nauseous stomach churn. He slapped a hand over his mouth and rushed to the bathroom. After a few minutes of emptying his stomach, he felt better. He brushed his teeth and stared at himself in the mirror. There was something different about the way he looked. He shivered, and noticied he didn't have any clothes on.
He blinked a few times and returned to his room, noticing Cora sleeping peacefully in his bed. Her bare shoulders proof that she also was naked. He heared her emit a soft murmur, and the happenings of the night before flooded back into his mind.
He remembered kissing her out in the yard, and leading her to his room. The sight of her bare flesh burned into his head, as he remembered peeling away her clothing. She was so beautiful. She had been a bit shy, and he a bit awkward at first. But the awkwardness soon faded away, as their lovemaking became more heated.
Knives stood there staring at her in his bed. Flushed pink cheeks, and lightly bruised red lips. Her dark hair slinking over her shoulder. He crawled back into bed with her, and cleared a loose strand of hair from her face. She stirred and opened her eyes. Only to see Knives with a cat-like grin on his face.
"You look happy, I figured you'd have a rotten hangover." she cooed.
"I do, remind me never to drink like that again." he rubbed his temple, trying to work the headache out.
"So am I safe to assume that breakfast is off?" she whispered, not wanting to upset his head.
"Yes, definately," he looked over at her as she shifted the blankets, giving him quick flashes of legs, and hips as she resettled herself. He drew her close to him, loving the feeling of her skin touching his. The headache in his head disappearing momentarily.
"Mmmm. Better forget about lunch as well." he said nuzzling into her neck, laying soft kisses along her throat. She laughed quietly and welcomed his kisses.
***
Vash decided that the best place to start was at the beginning. So, he spent the better part of a day making his way to the cave he and Knives camped out in. He knew he wasn't going to find any clues as to Knives whereabouts but, he figured it was the only place he could start. He sat staring at the little cave for a good ten minutes, trying to remember anything from that day. The only thing he remembered was the headache he woke up to.
He was just about ready to give up when he heared a rumbling car motor nearby.
"Oh boy a car. Maybe I can hitch a ride." he thought.
Sure enough a large truck caring supplies, was lumbering through the desert towards him. Vash waved wildly to get the drivers attention.
The truck slowed to a stop in front of the cave.
"You need help?" a slightly older man asked.
"Hey mister, could you please give me a ride to the nearest town? I don't have much money but I'd be happy to give you what little I have." Vash said giving the driver his most sugary-sweet smile.
"I'll tell you what, when we reach town, you help me unload the truck and I'll call it even."
"Gee thanks mister." Vash exclaimed, he grabbed his duffle bag and jumped into the truck.
***
It was night when Knives and Cora finally roused themselves out of bed. Their hunger for food getting the better of them. Knives had never felt so hungry before, and food had never tasted so good. They ate dinner and then went to sit out on the porch, tired of the stuffy air inside.
"Can I ask you somthing?" Cora said quietly.
"Hmm." Knives grunted, pulling her close.
"What made you kiss me last night?"
Knives was quiet, "I don't know really. I think it was when you told me to leave. Something in my head snapped. Something inside told me that if I didn't do anything, I'd lose you forever."
Cora smiled up at him, "thats sweet....are you sure it wasn't the whiskey talking?" she joked.
"Well it helped." he smirked, "in fact I probably woudln't have done anything if I had bee completely sober. Last night would have never of happened. "
"Remind me to keep a bottle of whiskey in the house at all times. That way I can get you liquored whenever I want." she laughed.
Knives laughed, "you won't need it anymore." he said kissing the top of her head.
***
"Meryl, can't we stop? It's really dark out and we could be going the wrong way." Millie pleaded. She rubbed the back of her neck, as her thomas trodded along.
Meryl, had been unstoppable since they had left town.
"Meryl, you can't track Vash's footprints in the dark, they will still be there tomorrow. Pleeaase Meryl. I have pudding in my back pack we can share it for dinner.
Meryl sighed, her friend was right. As much as she wanted to press on she couldn't, not with the cold night air setting in, and the dangers of the desert coming out. They needed to set up camp.
"I suppose we could stop for the night." Meryl pulled on her reigns bringing her thomas to a stop.
After they had started a fire and had their pudding they bedded down for the night. Millie quickly fell asleep, exhausted from traveling. Meryl was to occupied by what she has set her sleeping bag next to. She almost hadn't noticied it, one of Vash's foot prints lay in the sand next to her. She sat for at least an hour staring at.
"Why couldn't you have said goodbye?" she asked the footprint, "I wouldn't feel so horribel if you had jsut said goodbye. Now I don't know where you are, and if I'll ever find you again."
Meryl cried softly while she tried to sleep. Wishing the sun woudl come up so she coudl get back on the road.
So there you have it A story with everyone in it whee! Don't worry guys it will be awhile until I finish the story. But soem of you may liek the fact that I am toying with the idea of having alternate endings. I have two ways it could end and I really want to use them both. So you'll have a choice as to which way you want it to end.
Like I said my updates may be a little pell mell, but bear with me. I will try to never be more than a few days late so no one has to wait to long.
Read Enjoy Review! :)
Knives woke up the next morning with a headache. The light that was creeping into his room made his already nauseous stomach churn. He slapped a hand over his mouth and rushed to the bathroom. After a few minutes of emptying his stomach, he felt better. He brushed his teeth and stared at himself in the mirror. There was something different about the way he looked. He shivered, and noticied he didn't have any clothes on.
He blinked a few times and returned to his room, noticing Cora sleeping peacefully in his bed. Her bare shoulders proof that she also was naked. He heared her emit a soft murmur, and the happenings of the night before flooded back into his mind.
He remembered kissing her out in the yard, and leading her to his room. The sight of her bare flesh burned into his head, as he remembered peeling away her clothing. She was so beautiful. She had been a bit shy, and he a bit awkward at first. But the awkwardness soon faded away, as their lovemaking became more heated.
Knives stood there staring at her in his bed. Flushed pink cheeks, and lightly bruised red lips. Her dark hair slinking over her shoulder. He crawled back into bed with her, and cleared a loose strand of hair from her face. She stirred and opened her eyes. Only to see Knives with a cat-like grin on his face.
"You look happy, I figured you'd have a rotten hangover." she cooed.
"I do, remind me never to drink like that again." he rubbed his temple, trying to work the headache out.
"So am I safe to assume that breakfast is off?" she whispered, not wanting to upset his head.
"Yes, definately," he looked over at her as she shifted the blankets, giving him quick flashes of legs, and hips as she resettled herself. He drew her close to him, loving the feeling of her skin touching his. The headache in his head disappearing momentarily.
"Mmmm. Better forget about lunch as well." he said nuzzling into her neck, laying soft kisses along her throat. She laughed quietly and welcomed his kisses.
***
Vash decided that the best place to start was at the beginning. So, he spent the better part of a day making his way to the cave he and Knives camped out in. He knew he wasn't going to find any clues as to Knives whereabouts but, he figured it was the only place he could start. He sat staring at the little cave for a good ten minutes, trying to remember anything from that day. The only thing he remembered was the headache he woke up to.
He was just about ready to give up when he heared a rumbling car motor nearby.
"Oh boy a car. Maybe I can hitch a ride." he thought.
Sure enough a large truck caring supplies, was lumbering through the desert towards him. Vash waved wildly to get the drivers attention.
The truck slowed to a stop in front of the cave.
"You need help?" a slightly older man asked.
"Hey mister, could you please give me a ride to the nearest town? I don't have much money but I'd be happy to give you what little I have." Vash said giving the driver his most sugary-sweet smile.
"I'll tell you what, when we reach town, you help me unload the truck and I'll call it even."
"Gee thanks mister." Vash exclaimed, he grabbed his duffle bag and jumped into the truck.
***
It was night when Knives and Cora finally roused themselves out of bed. Their hunger for food getting the better of them. Knives had never felt so hungry before, and food had never tasted so good. They ate dinner and then went to sit out on the porch, tired of the stuffy air inside.
"Can I ask you somthing?" Cora said quietly.
"Hmm." Knives grunted, pulling her close.
"What made you kiss me last night?"
Knives was quiet, "I don't know really. I think it was when you told me to leave. Something in my head snapped. Something inside told me that if I didn't do anything, I'd lose you forever."
Cora smiled up at him, "thats sweet....are you sure it wasn't the whiskey talking?" she joked.
"Well it helped." he smirked, "in fact I probably woudln't have done anything if I had bee completely sober. Last night would have never of happened. "
"Remind me to keep a bottle of whiskey in the house at all times. That way I can get you liquored whenever I want." she laughed.
Knives laughed, "you won't need it anymore." he said kissing the top of her head.
***
"Meryl, can't we stop? It's really dark out and we could be going the wrong way." Millie pleaded. She rubbed the back of her neck, as her thomas trodded along.
Meryl, had been unstoppable since they had left town.
"Meryl, you can't track Vash's footprints in the dark, they will still be there tomorrow. Pleeaase Meryl. I have pudding in my back pack we can share it for dinner.
Meryl sighed, her friend was right. As much as she wanted to press on she couldn't, not with the cold night air setting in, and the dangers of the desert coming out. They needed to set up camp.
"I suppose we could stop for the night." Meryl pulled on her reigns bringing her thomas to a stop.
After they had started a fire and had their pudding they bedded down for the night. Millie quickly fell asleep, exhausted from traveling. Meryl was to occupied by what she has set her sleeping bag next to. She almost hadn't noticied it, one of Vash's foot prints lay in the sand next to her. She sat for at least an hour staring at.
"Why couldn't you have said goodbye?" she asked the footprint, "I wouldn't feel so horribel if you had jsut said goodbye. Now I don't know where you are, and if I'll ever find you again."
Meryl cried softly while she tried to sleep. Wishing the sun woudl come up so she coudl get back on the road.
So there you have it A story with everyone in it whee! Don't worry guys it will be awhile until I finish the story. But soem of you may liek the fact that I am toying with the idea of having alternate endings. I have two ways it could end and I really want to use them both. So you'll have a choice as to which way you want it to end.