Knives sat quietly at the round table in the hotel room, polishing his gun
and watching Meryl sleep out of the corner of his eye.
*She looks so peaceful and beautiful when she sleeps. Her gently breathing, her quiet sighs, her soft moans...they all make me want to lie there with her, but what would she say if she woke up and found herself wrapped in my arms? Would she accept me or push me away? Oh well, only one way to find out...*
Knives slowly rose from his chair, placing the gun on the table and walking over to where Meryl lay. He slowly slid in under the covers and pulled Meryl into his arms. She did not wake up and Knives fell asleep to her gently breathing.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Vash pulled his hands up and placed them behind his head as he lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. He began thinking of Meryl again and wondered how she was doing. He missed her terribly, but he quickly blotted her out of his mind.
*She has me worried sick and doesn't bother to call. As far as I'm concerned, she is out of my life, and probably a part of someone else's. Saria is here now, and she loves me...well, I think she does. I'll find out soon enough...*
Just as Vash was drifting off to sleep, a loud crash of thunder shook the windows of the house and caused the ground to tremble. Vash thought nothing of it and continued to drift off during the thunderstorm. A few moments later another loud crash of thunder like the first shook the house and Vash abruptly opened his eyes. He bolted up and listened to the sound of footsteps rushing towards his door. The bedroom door flew open and Saria stood in the doorway, trembling violently.
"Is anything wrong?" asked Vash.
"Nothing is wrong," answered Saria.
"You wouldn't happen to be scared of the storm would you?"
"Of course not!" snapped Saria in protest. Another loud crash of thunder shook the house and Saria ran forward and jumped into Vash's bed. "Okay, I am frightened of thunder," admitted Saria, starig into Vash's eyes.
"I will keep you safe," said Vash. "Now rest your head on my chest and get some rest. You've had a long day." Saria nodded and rested her head on Vash's chest.
Vash gently stroked Saria's hair and placed his chin on Saria's head, closing his eyes, still listening to the the continuous, violent thunder, and feeling Saria wrap her arms tighter around his waist.
*I never want this to end. I want this forever...* And with that thought, Vash finally fell into a deep sleep.
*~* More coming soon, I promise*~*
*She looks so peaceful and beautiful when she sleeps. Her gently breathing, her quiet sighs, her soft moans...they all make me want to lie there with her, but what would she say if she woke up and found herself wrapped in my arms? Would she accept me or push me away? Oh well, only one way to find out...*
Knives slowly rose from his chair, placing the gun on the table and walking over to where Meryl lay. He slowly slid in under the covers and pulled Meryl into his arms. She did not wake up and Knives fell asleep to her gently breathing.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Vash pulled his hands up and placed them behind his head as he lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. He began thinking of Meryl again and wondered how she was doing. He missed her terribly, but he quickly blotted her out of his mind.
*She has me worried sick and doesn't bother to call. As far as I'm concerned, she is out of my life, and probably a part of someone else's. Saria is here now, and she loves me...well, I think she does. I'll find out soon enough...*
Just as Vash was drifting off to sleep, a loud crash of thunder shook the windows of the house and caused the ground to tremble. Vash thought nothing of it and continued to drift off during the thunderstorm. A few moments later another loud crash of thunder like the first shook the house and Vash abruptly opened his eyes. He bolted up and listened to the sound of footsteps rushing towards his door. The bedroom door flew open and Saria stood in the doorway, trembling violently.
"Is anything wrong?" asked Vash.
"Nothing is wrong," answered Saria.
"You wouldn't happen to be scared of the storm would you?"
"Of course not!" snapped Saria in protest. Another loud crash of thunder shook the house and Saria ran forward and jumped into Vash's bed. "Okay, I am frightened of thunder," admitted Saria, starig into Vash's eyes.
"I will keep you safe," said Vash. "Now rest your head on my chest and get some rest. You've had a long day." Saria nodded and rested her head on Vash's chest.
Vash gently stroked Saria's hair and placed his chin on Saria's head, closing his eyes, still listening to the the continuous, violent thunder, and feeling Saria wrap her arms tighter around his waist.
*I never want this to end. I want this forever...* And with that thought, Vash finally fell into a deep sleep.
*~* More coming soon, I promise*~*