. Do a little dance, make a little love, get down tonite... get down
tonite...
That was weird.
I don't own it. Dammit. Do own Jak though. Cool name Jak. I sound like AS black and white slides. Speaking in 2 word sentences that make sense.
Damn.
On with the ness.
******Chapter 5-Read the first line of this chap. Up there. May have to do something with the Chap. Dunno yet. Moowahahaha- gotta get off the crack. *slap**slap*************
Knives woke up in a new environment. On the couch in the living room. He struggled in the blankets, but they seemed to form a cage around him, and he fell of the couch with a thud.
"Morning sleepy head." Jak said.
"What am I doing here?" he asked with a worried face as he scrambled to get back onto the couch.
"Well, after the incident yesterday, you fell asleep, and didn't wake up. Been asleep for nearly 24 hours." she said.
"You didn't answer my question," he growled. He hated repeating himself.
"Oh, yea, you wanted to come downstairs, so, I brought you down." she said as she plopped down beside him.
"What the hell are you doing?" he exclaimed as she began taking his shirt off.
"Calm down, don't get yer panties in a bunch, jeze, just changing the bandages." she said as she pushed his hand away from the half off shirt.
She began cutting the bandages away, and Knives sucked air through his teeth as the cool morning breeze wafting through the house hit his tender skin.
She put some hydrogen perxiode onto a little cotton ball and began to clean out his wounds. He shivered as the cold liquid came in contact with his skin.
She wrapped some new bandages around his shoulder and put some glue stuff to hold them on.
(AN: just try to picture this for the next, I dunno, couple paragraphs, this is what happens when you get an authoress who is used to writing crazy, perverted stories.)
"Ok buddy. Now the legs." she said as she wandered back into the kitchen for a minute.
"What are you waiting for, take off them pants!" She yelled at him.
He didn't like this one bit. But he did as he was told, didn't want his wounds to get all infected.
Jak came out of the kitchen with some more cotton balls and a glass of milk. (Bowahahaha... sorry) Taking a really big drink, she sat down on the floor between his legs. Slowly pulling the bandages off, he started sucking down air again. He was so cold, and the peroxide wasn't helping.
"I am really cold." he said.
"I can tell," she said, not looking up.
Knives was about to ask her how the hell she knew when the front door slammed open. Knives jerked around to see his brother and two humans framed in the door.
From Vash's point of view, he was about to puke.
Meryl just let out a shrill scream of discust.
There was Jak, siting between Knives legs with her head looking up at a weird angle. And to top it all off, there was white stuff all over her face.
"Dude, that is so gross." Vash said.
Jak poked her head up. "What is gross?"
Milly was just smiling. She had no clue what was going on. Neither did Knives. Obviously, changing bandages was a thing of descust to the humans.
Then he looked at Jak. And where she was sitting. And pictured what this would look like from a different angle.
"AHHH!" he screamed as he bolted off the couch. "VASH! Is isn't what it look like, really."
"How do you know what I am feeling right now, I walked in on my brother... eww." Vash said as he just stared at the two of them.
"She was changing my bandages. Really." he was trying so hard to cover it up. Jak wasn't helping either. She didn't know the other ladies, so she started to meander from the room. On her way out, she pinched his butt and winked, wiping the milk from her mouth with her arm.
Knives smacked himself in the forehead before pulling his pants back on. "So, this is Knives." was all Meryl had to say. "I thought you were ladies man Vash, but this one tops the cake."
Vash began to regain composure. "Ok, if it wasn't what it looked like, what in the hell were you two doing, IN YOUR UNDERWEAR!"
"Like I said, she was changing my bandages. See." he pointed to his back.
"Then why was she between your legs?"
"She was fixing my legs."
"With white stuff all over her mouth."
Knives just pointed to the floor next to the couch. There sat a glass of milk and a bottle of hydrogen peroxide.
Vash let out a sigh of relief. "I though you had me beat there for a minute buddy."
Meryl looked at him weirdly, "So, it wasn't good enough, well let me tell you buddy..."
"That's not what I meant! Really! It was great!" Vash said as she smacked him.
"Ok, now it is my turn to go ew. And since I am confined to the couch, I have to listen to it. Do you know how embarrassing this is?"
Milly looked at him. "At least you didn't have to hear it all night."
Knives just shuttered. He hated humans. Especially when they talked to him.
*****************
Knives and Vash had talked for the last hour about what had happened over the last few days. That he moved bedrooms, the spider incident, and him passing out on top of Jak.
"So, she was a big help and all," Vash asked.
"Yea, taught me to play poker to." he responded as a scream erupted from the kitchen.
"PUT IT AWAY MERYL!" came Milly's's voice, loud over the other two women screaming.
"YOU BITCH! MAKE FUN OF MY MAN LIKE THAT!" Meryl screamed at a Jak who just stood and stared.
"Put it down Meryl." She said calmly.
Vash rushed to the door to try and figure out what was going on. The two women were standing ten feet apart. Meryl had rage in her eyes as she held a Derringer out in front of her.
Vash didn't know what to do, he knew Jak could handle it, but he didn't know what the outcome would be.
"Meryl, sweetie, put it down," he told her.
"NO VASH!" he shrunk at her voice. He always did when she was mad.
"I warned you." Jak said. Reaching under her coat, she began to draw something.
So, Meryl shot. Jak just kept drawing. She stuck a piece of gum in her mouth. "You get so over excited."
Knives had pulled himself off the couch and was leaning onto Vash for support as her watched the two women stand in each others way.
Meryl whipped out another Derringer and pointed it at Jak's head. "TAKE IT BACK!" she yelled.
"No, now, you've gone and really pissed me off." Jak said as she reached under her coat again.
"Let me guess, gum," Meryl said mockingly.
"Yea, quitting smoking is a doozy. But these gum things work." Jak said as she put another piece in her mouth.
"JUST TAKE IT BACK ALREADY!" she yelled again.
No one had a hell of an idea what Meryl was screaming about. And Jak was sick of hearing her yell.
In under a second, Jak had flung out her gun and shot the Derringer right out of Meryl's hand. She stood there, gun smoking. It was a beautiful gun, not much different from Vash's or Knives', only it looked a little lighter and had a strange inscription in a forgien language down the barrel.
"I won't take it back sweetie. Its what I believe." she said smartly as she pushed her way out of the door.
Knives went after her in a walk-limp manner. "Jak! Wait, what pissed her off?"
She turned on her heal with a short response. "I told her that Vash was a complete idiot for not killing after all these years, and Legato was just a step toward who he truly is."
With that she left. Knives just watched her figure walk down the street. 'Damn you Vash. Why did you have to shoot me?'
Vash walked in with a terrified Meryl. "Sorry, for your own good ya know. She'll be back."
He took her upstairs and left Knives sitting on the couch. Again. He was alone. He hated being alone.
*******************
Jak wondered into yet another bar. Dragging her feet, she sat down and did her best to look sexy. It always worked. 3 beers came to her immediate attention courtesy of a few men.
"Works every time." she said as she drained them and stumbled out again.
Five of the local bars, at least five drinks at each. She was trashed.
Wandering back to the general vicinity of the house, she began to feel bad. She left him there.
'Damn. I am so lost.' she said as she looked up. Just then, someone scooped her up over their shoulder and began walking. She screamed and found a hand over her mouth, she kicked, but with no prevail. Then, they set her down.
She saw three Vash's. It was weird.
"Come on, inside Jak." he said.
She wandered around the house until she located the bathroom. Taking a warm shower, and emptying her stomach, she put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and wandered around again. She looked at the clock on the stove in the kitchen.
She thought it said midnight. She couldn't really tell. Eying the couch, she walked over, ready to fall over and sleep, when a arm snaked around her legs.
Knives, she had forgotten he was sleeping there. Oh well.
She laid down next to him on the rather large couch. He didn't say anything, just looked at her. She knew what he was thinking though. She always knew what he was thinking.
Nothing really happened, they just laid there, for what seemed eternity. Then Jak spoke, "You gonna do it, or just think about it?"
He startled out of his deep thoughts. "Oh, didn't know you were listening."
"I am always listening, now," she mocked him from earlier that day, "You didn't answer my question," she said again.
"Do I have to?" he said with a smile.
"Well, I dunno, would be nice to have a straight answer out of you sometimes," she said as she stared into his blue eyes. They were pools of deep emotion, she could never figure out what they meant exactly.
"Ok," he said. That was all he said. Then, he moved in closer, he stopped only a half an inch from her lips. And didn't move. He realized, he had no clue what the hell he was supposed to do. He had never been with anyone, mainly because everyone was human.
"It's ok," Jak said as she closed the gap. She captured his lips and he nearly melted. He felt free. But he still didn't know what to do, not that it mattered. She began going deeper, running her tongue across his lips, trying to gain entrance. He figured out what she was doing and let her in. Their tongues came together, rubbing and moving in a rhythmic manner. He wanted to know every part of her mouth, running his tongue around like a probe.
She moaned in pleasure, making him go deeper and deeper. He wanted her so badly, and was doing everything in his power from taking her right then.
But it wasn't working, and she wasn't complaining.
***************
Down the hall, Milly threw the blanket over her head. "I swear to god, I am never going to get any sleep." she said out loud as another moan came through the door.
***************
Told you that the first sentence do hickey was what it was about. Hahaha, poor Milly, she is never, ever going to get to sleep... moowahahaha.
Ok, REVIEW! Dammit.
Save a horse. Ride a boy.
Nuclear
That was weird.
I don't own it. Dammit. Do own Jak though. Cool name Jak. I sound like AS black and white slides. Speaking in 2 word sentences that make sense.
Damn.
On with the ness.
******Chapter 5-Read the first line of this chap. Up there. May have to do something with the Chap. Dunno yet. Moowahahaha- gotta get off the crack. *slap**slap*************
Knives woke up in a new environment. On the couch in the living room. He struggled in the blankets, but they seemed to form a cage around him, and he fell of the couch with a thud.
"Morning sleepy head." Jak said.
"What am I doing here?" he asked with a worried face as he scrambled to get back onto the couch.
"Well, after the incident yesterday, you fell asleep, and didn't wake up. Been asleep for nearly 24 hours." she said.
"You didn't answer my question," he growled. He hated repeating himself.
"Oh, yea, you wanted to come downstairs, so, I brought you down." she said as she plopped down beside him.
"What the hell are you doing?" he exclaimed as she began taking his shirt off.
"Calm down, don't get yer panties in a bunch, jeze, just changing the bandages." she said as she pushed his hand away from the half off shirt.
She began cutting the bandages away, and Knives sucked air through his teeth as the cool morning breeze wafting through the house hit his tender skin.
She put some hydrogen perxiode onto a little cotton ball and began to clean out his wounds. He shivered as the cold liquid came in contact with his skin.
She wrapped some new bandages around his shoulder and put some glue stuff to hold them on.
(AN: just try to picture this for the next, I dunno, couple paragraphs, this is what happens when you get an authoress who is used to writing crazy, perverted stories.)
"Ok buddy. Now the legs." she said as she wandered back into the kitchen for a minute.
"What are you waiting for, take off them pants!" She yelled at him.
He didn't like this one bit. But he did as he was told, didn't want his wounds to get all infected.
Jak came out of the kitchen with some more cotton balls and a glass of milk. (Bowahahaha... sorry) Taking a really big drink, she sat down on the floor between his legs. Slowly pulling the bandages off, he started sucking down air again. He was so cold, and the peroxide wasn't helping.
"I am really cold." he said.
"I can tell," she said, not looking up.
Knives was about to ask her how the hell she knew when the front door slammed open. Knives jerked around to see his brother and two humans framed in the door.
From Vash's point of view, he was about to puke.
Meryl just let out a shrill scream of discust.
There was Jak, siting between Knives legs with her head looking up at a weird angle. And to top it all off, there was white stuff all over her face.
"Dude, that is so gross." Vash said.
Jak poked her head up. "What is gross?"
Milly was just smiling. She had no clue what was going on. Neither did Knives. Obviously, changing bandages was a thing of descust to the humans.
Then he looked at Jak. And where she was sitting. And pictured what this would look like from a different angle.
"AHHH!" he screamed as he bolted off the couch. "VASH! Is isn't what it look like, really."
"How do you know what I am feeling right now, I walked in on my brother... eww." Vash said as he just stared at the two of them.
"She was changing my bandages. Really." he was trying so hard to cover it up. Jak wasn't helping either. She didn't know the other ladies, so she started to meander from the room. On her way out, she pinched his butt and winked, wiping the milk from her mouth with her arm.
Knives smacked himself in the forehead before pulling his pants back on. "So, this is Knives." was all Meryl had to say. "I thought you were ladies man Vash, but this one tops the cake."
Vash began to regain composure. "Ok, if it wasn't what it looked like, what in the hell were you two doing, IN YOUR UNDERWEAR!"
"Like I said, she was changing my bandages. See." he pointed to his back.
"Then why was she between your legs?"
"She was fixing my legs."
"With white stuff all over her mouth."
Knives just pointed to the floor next to the couch. There sat a glass of milk and a bottle of hydrogen peroxide.
Vash let out a sigh of relief. "I though you had me beat there for a minute buddy."
Meryl looked at him weirdly, "So, it wasn't good enough, well let me tell you buddy..."
"That's not what I meant! Really! It was great!" Vash said as she smacked him.
"Ok, now it is my turn to go ew. And since I am confined to the couch, I have to listen to it. Do you know how embarrassing this is?"
Milly looked at him. "At least you didn't have to hear it all night."
Knives just shuttered. He hated humans. Especially when they talked to him.
*****************
Knives and Vash had talked for the last hour about what had happened over the last few days. That he moved bedrooms, the spider incident, and him passing out on top of Jak.
"So, she was a big help and all," Vash asked.
"Yea, taught me to play poker to." he responded as a scream erupted from the kitchen.
"PUT IT AWAY MERYL!" came Milly's's voice, loud over the other two women screaming.
"YOU BITCH! MAKE FUN OF MY MAN LIKE THAT!" Meryl screamed at a Jak who just stood and stared.
"Put it down Meryl." She said calmly.
Vash rushed to the door to try and figure out what was going on. The two women were standing ten feet apart. Meryl had rage in her eyes as she held a Derringer out in front of her.
Vash didn't know what to do, he knew Jak could handle it, but he didn't know what the outcome would be.
"Meryl, sweetie, put it down," he told her.
"NO VASH!" he shrunk at her voice. He always did when she was mad.
"I warned you." Jak said. Reaching under her coat, she began to draw something.
So, Meryl shot. Jak just kept drawing. She stuck a piece of gum in her mouth. "You get so over excited."
Knives had pulled himself off the couch and was leaning onto Vash for support as her watched the two women stand in each others way.
Meryl whipped out another Derringer and pointed it at Jak's head. "TAKE IT BACK!" she yelled.
"No, now, you've gone and really pissed me off." Jak said as she reached under her coat again.
"Let me guess, gum," Meryl said mockingly.
"Yea, quitting smoking is a doozy. But these gum things work." Jak said as she put another piece in her mouth.
"JUST TAKE IT BACK ALREADY!" she yelled again.
No one had a hell of an idea what Meryl was screaming about. And Jak was sick of hearing her yell.
In under a second, Jak had flung out her gun and shot the Derringer right out of Meryl's hand. She stood there, gun smoking. It was a beautiful gun, not much different from Vash's or Knives', only it looked a little lighter and had a strange inscription in a forgien language down the barrel.
"I won't take it back sweetie. Its what I believe." she said smartly as she pushed her way out of the door.
Knives went after her in a walk-limp manner. "Jak! Wait, what pissed her off?"
She turned on her heal with a short response. "I told her that Vash was a complete idiot for not killing after all these years, and Legato was just a step toward who he truly is."
With that she left. Knives just watched her figure walk down the street. 'Damn you Vash. Why did you have to shoot me?'
Vash walked in with a terrified Meryl. "Sorry, for your own good ya know. She'll be back."
He took her upstairs and left Knives sitting on the couch. Again. He was alone. He hated being alone.
*******************
Jak wondered into yet another bar. Dragging her feet, she sat down and did her best to look sexy. It always worked. 3 beers came to her immediate attention courtesy of a few men.
"Works every time." she said as she drained them and stumbled out again.
Five of the local bars, at least five drinks at each. She was trashed.
Wandering back to the general vicinity of the house, she began to feel bad. She left him there.
'Damn. I am so lost.' she said as she looked up. Just then, someone scooped her up over their shoulder and began walking. She screamed and found a hand over her mouth, she kicked, but with no prevail. Then, they set her down.
She saw three Vash's. It was weird.
"Come on, inside Jak." he said.
She wandered around the house until she located the bathroom. Taking a warm shower, and emptying her stomach, she put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and wandered around again. She looked at the clock on the stove in the kitchen.
She thought it said midnight. She couldn't really tell. Eying the couch, she walked over, ready to fall over and sleep, when a arm snaked around her legs.
Knives, she had forgotten he was sleeping there. Oh well.
She laid down next to him on the rather large couch. He didn't say anything, just looked at her. She knew what he was thinking though. She always knew what he was thinking.
Nothing really happened, they just laid there, for what seemed eternity. Then Jak spoke, "You gonna do it, or just think about it?"
He startled out of his deep thoughts. "Oh, didn't know you were listening."
"I am always listening, now," she mocked him from earlier that day, "You didn't answer my question," she said again.
"Do I have to?" he said with a smile.
"Well, I dunno, would be nice to have a straight answer out of you sometimes," she said as she stared into his blue eyes. They were pools of deep emotion, she could never figure out what they meant exactly.
"Ok," he said. That was all he said. Then, he moved in closer, he stopped only a half an inch from her lips. And didn't move. He realized, he had no clue what the hell he was supposed to do. He had never been with anyone, mainly because everyone was human.
"It's ok," Jak said as she closed the gap. She captured his lips and he nearly melted. He felt free. But he still didn't know what to do, not that it mattered. She began going deeper, running her tongue across his lips, trying to gain entrance. He figured out what she was doing and let her in. Their tongues came together, rubbing and moving in a rhythmic manner. He wanted to know every part of her mouth, running his tongue around like a probe.
She moaned in pleasure, making him go deeper and deeper. He wanted her so badly, and was doing everything in his power from taking her right then.
But it wasn't working, and she wasn't complaining.
***************
Down the hall, Milly threw the blanket over her head. "I swear to god, I am never going to get any sleep." she said out loud as another moan came through the door.
***************
Told you that the first sentence do hickey was what it was about. Hahaha, poor Milly, she is never, ever going to get to sleep... moowahahaha.
Ok, REVIEW! Dammit.
Save a horse. Ride a boy.
Nuclear
