Vash and Saria approached the massive house in which Vash lived, Saria's
eyes widening as she stared excitedly at the house.
"This is your home?" she asked breathlessly.
"Yes, this is my home," replied Vash, taking Saria's hand. "Shall we go in?"
"Yes, we shall." They walked into the house and Saria immediately squealed with joy. Vash smiled as she looked about the house wide-eyed, looking at everything that decorated the interior.
Saria was intrigued by how beautiful the house was, but mostly by a portrait that hung on the wall above a table that held a vase with a single rose. She walked over to the portrait and began to examine it.
"Vash, is this who I think it is?" asked Saria.
"That's Rem," replied Vash, walking over to Saria's side.
"How did you know Rem?"
"She took care of my brother and me when we were young and living on the project SEEDS ship. She was like our mother, seeing as we really didn't have one. She looked out for us and took care of us after one of Steve's daily beatings. She loved us and we loved her. I remember what she used to call me and Knives, and it seems like every time I remember those words, I can hear her whisper them in my ear and feel her holding me tight. 'My little angels.' Rem loved us, and when she died, it tore me up, but I can't say the same for Knives."
"Why is that?"
"Knives never really liked humans and we went out separate ways after the ship crashed, but back to the story. Rem's death about killed me inside and I was never the same man again." Vash wiped a tear from his eye and stared at the portrait of Rem.
"I remember her vaguely," said Saria.
"How did you know Rem?" asked Vash.
"She was my foster mother. My real parents died when I was young and Rem took me in. She cared for me every day and made sure that I was happy, until the day she decided to go to that ship. She left me with her sister and told me that she loved me. I knew she did and I also knew, in my mind, that it was someone else's turn to have her as a mother. Everyday I prayed that she was safe and would come back to visit, but she never did. And then came news of the ship crashing and that there were no human survivors. I was crushed and life had no meaning anymore. My mother, well my second mother, was gone forever."
"What happened after that?"
"Well, I was so emotional and unstable that Rem's sister sent me to counseling and eventually began to see me and my instability as a problem. She couldn't handle me anymore, so I was back in an orphanage and was eventually adopted by some man, and I all I remember of him are his many beatings given to me every day."
"Was his name Steve?"
"No, but his brother was named Steve. I learned all my self-defense and gun training from my foster father, though he eventually grew to love me." Saria wiped a tear from her eye and continued. "And then I was alone again. He went after a gunshot wound to the chest, but before he died, he told me, and I quote, 'You are my daughter, my pride and joy. Never sell yourself short in life and always remember that I love you'. Then he went, and again I fell into darkness. I returned to our home and collected my things, venturing out into the world. 'I spent my teenage years with him and now I am an adult,' I would tell myself. So, here I am, two years later and still alone."
Vash grabbed Saria's hand and gently stroked it with his rough hand. "You aren't alone," he said. "You have me." Saria looked up into Vash's aquamarine eyes and smiled brightly. Vash couldn't help but become entranced by her eyes. He became lost in them and slowly drifted from reality.
*She feels alone just as I do. She even knows Rem. We have so much in common. If only I could find a way to tell her how I feel...*
Saria's mind wandered away from reality as well and she fell into a daze, still staring into Vash's eyes.
*I wonder what he is thinking...is it about me? Oh how I hope so! I feel that we have so much in common and I think that I might fall in love with him. Oh how I would love to...*
Her thoughts trailed off and away from her as Vash kissed her tenderly on her lips. She fell deeper into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Vash's neck. Vash wrapped his arms around Saria's waist and gently massaged her tongue with his.
*She has fallen for me...and I have fallen for her...*
*Oh he's fallen for me! And I have fallen for him as well...*
They remained locked in each other's tender embrace, neither wanting to let go any time soon.
"This is your home?" she asked breathlessly.
"Yes, this is my home," replied Vash, taking Saria's hand. "Shall we go in?"
"Yes, we shall." They walked into the house and Saria immediately squealed with joy. Vash smiled as she looked about the house wide-eyed, looking at everything that decorated the interior.
Saria was intrigued by how beautiful the house was, but mostly by a portrait that hung on the wall above a table that held a vase with a single rose. She walked over to the portrait and began to examine it.
"Vash, is this who I think it is?" asked Saria.
"That's Rem," replied Vash, walking over to Saria's side.
"How did you know Rem?"
"She took care of my brother and me when we were young and living on the project SEEDS ship. She was like our mother, seeing as we really didn't have one. She looked out for us and took care of us after one of Steve's daily beatings. She loved us and we loved her. I remember what she used to call me and Knives, and it seems like every time I remember those words, I can hear her whisper them in my ear and feel her holding me tight. 'My little angels.' Rem loved us, and when she died, it tore me up, but I can't say the same for Knives."
"Why is that?"
"Knives never really liked humans and we went out separate ways after the ship crashed, but back to the story. Rem's death about killed me inside and I was never the same man again." Vash wiped a tear from his eye and stared at the portrait of Rem.
"I remember her vaguely," said Saria.
"How did you know Rem?" asked Vash.
"She was my foster mother. My real parents died when I was young and Rem took me in. She cared for me every day and made sure that I was happy, until the day she decided to go to that ship. She left me with her sister and told me that she loved me. I knew she did and I also knew, in my mind, that it was someone else's turn to have her as a mother. Everyday I prayed that she was safe and would come back to visit, but she never did. And then came news of the ship crashing and that there were no human survivors. I was crushed and life had no meaning anymore. My mother, well my second mother, was gone forever."
"What happened after that?"
"Well, I was so emotional and unstable that Rem's sister sent me to counseling and eventually began to see me and my instability as a problem. She couldn't handle me anymore, so I was back in an orphanage and was eventually adopted by some man, and I all I remember of him are his many beatings given to me every day."
"Was his name Steve?"
"No, but his brother was named Steve. I learned all my self-defense and gun training from my foster father, though he eventually grew to love me." Saria wiped a tear from her eye and continued. "And then I was alone again. He went after a gunshot wound to the chest, but before he died, he told me, and I quote, 'You are my daughter, my pride and joy. Never sell yourself short in life and always remember that I love you'. Then he went, and again I fell into darkness. I returned to our home and collected my things, venturing out into the world. 'I spent my teenage years with him and now I am an adult,' I would tell myself. So, here I am, two years later and still alone."
Vash grabbed Saria's hand and gently stroked it with his rough hand. "You aren't alone," he said. "You have me." Saria looked up into Vash's aquamarine eyes and smiled brightly. Vash couldn't help but become entranced by her eyes. He became lost in them and slowly drifted from reality.
*She feels alone just as I do. She even knows Rem. We have so much in common. If only I could find a way to tell her how I feel...*
Saria's mind wandered away from reality as well and she fell into a daze, still staring into Vash's eyes.
*I wonder what he is thinking...is it about me? Oh how I hope so! I feel that we have so much in common and I think that I might fall in love with him. Oh how I would love to...*
Her thoughts trailed off and away from her as Vash kissed her tenderly on her lips. She fell deeper into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Vash's neck. Vash wrapped his arms around Saria's waist and gently massaged her tongue with his.
*She has fallen for me...and I have fallen for her...*
*Oh he's fallen for me! And I have fallen for him as well...*
They remained locked in each other's tender embrace, neither wanting to let go any time soon.