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Nothing is what it seems.
Chapter 1: Wistful thinking
Meryl heaved a sigh, I wonder where he is now...Is he alive?... She frantically shook her head, as if that would shake a very special gunman from her thoughts.
"Grr" she murmured.
"Something wrong Meryl? Why are you shaking your head like that?" a happy Milly asked.
"EHheheheheheheh.." Meryl laughed nervously, thinking of what to say.
"Are you thinking of Mr. Va-" Milly started.
"NO! I was just... just.. shaking of some fly!" Meryl quickly explained.
"Oh!, Is that the new way to get rid of flies? Wait, there's flies in the house again?"
Meryl sat, still laughing nervously. "It's fine now Milly!, It's gone!"
"But Meryl, like my little sister always said, 'a house well kept, is a house welcome to visitors'" Milly explained, a smile on her lips.
"What does a fly have to do with a visitor?" Meryl asked doubtfully.
"well, I'm speaking of Mr. Vash of course! Wouldn't want him to come and find this house all filthy!"
"Milly, It was just one fly..." Meryl pointed out " Vash is not going think this house is filthy because of a fly. I've thought about it and he can be pretty weird, but he won't freak out if he sees a fly! I'm sure he has seen worse things!"
"So you have thought of him?!" Milly questioned inocently, a a bigger grin plastered on her face.
"Eh... No of course I haven't thought of that broom-haired idiot!" Meryl answered, her face growing a crimson red.
"Are you sure Meryl? You've been staring of in space more the usual, and you don't do that quite often! What do you think about?" Milly reasoned.
Meryl sat quietly for a moment fro a moment before answering. "I've been getting tired more easily! That's all, more pressure! Much more work!!!"
"Meryl, that usually makes you work more! Stop fooling yourself, You think of Mr. Vash more then you thing of anything else in this Vast planet!" Milly countered.
"Milly, I don't-" Meryl desperately began.
"Oh Meryl, you don't fool me!" Milly ended the conversation, smiling with eyes that hid wisdom beyond her knowledge.
"ohhh" Meryl sighed and turned her gaze to the open window. Her thoughts turned to what had been on her mind a moment before. She didn't like waiting for him to show up. Her eyes watered at the thought. Please come back, she pleaded, I need you...
Milly watched as Meryl's face crumple and tears almost leave her eyes, she knew how much she missed the goofy outlaw. She smiled at the thought of Mr. Vash eating a box of doughnuts. She approached Meryl and placed a hand of her shoulder for support.
Meryl felt her friend's hand on her shoulder, and began to shake.
"You sure miss him huh?" Milly said softly
Meryl managed a chuckle " Who could miss that goofball?... but then again, who couldn't? "
There was a welcomed silence after Meryl's forced statement.
But the unasked question still lingered.
Meryl broke the silence this time, unable to bear it any longer, wanting some sort of reassurance. She needed something to hold on to, to keep her feeble hopes alive. "Do you think that he'll come back?"
Milly looked at her friend and the back to the open window. "No" Meryl gasped, feeling her breath in her lungs suffocating her. " I don't think Mr. Vash will come back, I know he will."
Meryl breathes a sigh of relief, "I hope so Milly, for my sake, I hope so..."
The dessert sands seemed to swallow him. A lone man with a burden on his shoulders he had not been able to leave behind. A tall, blonde, aqua-eyed legend walked though the vastness of the dessert, in a journey that was taking longer then expected.
"I sure wish you were a lot lighter Knives..." Vash spoke to the unconscious man. Vash kept going, revering about what he was going to do next. I can't just waltz in though and say "hey Meryl, It's been a long time! Well, three months and I was just wondering, could I stay with you? OH yeah, my brother too. He might be a little dangerous.... " NO NO Meryl would have my head! Vash shivered despite the heat at the thought of having Meryl mad at him....again.... but it brought a smile to think of seeing her.
He quickened his pace to his destination. So maybe they will accept me, but my brother? Not even I would be too keen to have a killing machine in my house! Vash sighed, and looked up at the blue sky There has to be a way to control him when he wakes up...He desperately raked his brain for an idea.
He stopped in mid-step.
I got it!... but will she help me? I sure hope so....
With newfound hope in his heart, he changed his destination.
A/N: so how it??? Please review!! I'll have more if you liked it!