Of Roses and Dandelions
By: Sorona
Disclaimer: I do not own Trigun! Blah blah blah don't sue me blah!
Claimer: However, I do own Maria, and other peoples that pop up later and will claim when I feel like it. BAH!
Legato: Can you do that?
Sorona: Sure. ANYways, I would like to say thanks to MeDarkNeutralLight and Seijakukage for the support and help. Domo Arigato! Also, if you want more Legatoness (and I'm sure you do), I highly recommend MeDarkNeutralLight's fic called Only in Knives. It's a really good one, so read it! Also, if you are in the mood for Tokyo Mew Mew, you should read her other fic, Antidote for a Heart Ache (sp?). One more thing; I'm sorry for mistaking advice for flames. Legato is sorry too.
Legato: No I'm not!
Sorona: (glares at him)Yes you are.
Legato: Whatever.
Sorona: To show that I am truly sorry, I will apologize to y'all in Japanese. Sumi Masen. There. Happy?
Legato: On with the fic!
Chapter Three: Accepting Kindness
He looked at her coldly. "Are you planning on shooting me?"
She looked confused for a moment and noticed that she still had the revolver in her hand. Embarrassment showed through her blushing. "No! I'm sorry, I forgot I still had this out!" she apologized, putting the gun away.
Legato said nothing and began to walk away. This surprised; and confused the woman even more.
"Hey! Where are you going?" she called, stopping him.
He turned to look at her. "That doesn't concern you."
"Yes it does! You saved my life; I have to repay you somehow." She argued, trying to change his mind.
"I don't make deals with humans." Legato stated simply, then turned to leave again.
"You are being very rude! I'm trying to be nice to you, you know." She argues with him, trying to stall the tall man a little bit longer. There was something about him that made her want to know more...
Legato turns to look at her again, his yellow eyes fixed icily on hers. "You don't know who I am, do you? Master was right; you humans have learned nothing in the past century."
"I don't know or care about who you are. You could be Vash The Stampede for all I care. And who is this 'Master' you speak of? Your boss or something?" the woman inquires. This was getting weirder by the second. Was he part of a gang? If so, why did he save her life? He could have just left her there to die, but didn't. Of course she wouldn't have died, she was an ace gunwoman; but he didn't know that. 'Now my brain hurts a bit....' She thought, it was just something about him that bothered her....
'Doesn't care about who I am? That's a new one. She's either wise or a complete fool. I don't think I'll kill her; at least not yet.' He contemplates the possibilities in his head. 'What does she want?' Legato's thoughts were interrupted by her voice.
"Hey, are you going to answer me or not?"
"Who I work for is none of you business; besides, I thought you didn't care?"
She scowled at him. "Very well, sir. Where are you staying? I could at least give you a ride in my truck over there."
"I am not currently booked in a hotel. Neither do I live here. I was only passing through."
Her eyes light up with a fresh idea in mind. "I know! I don't have any money to give you to stay at a hotel, but you could spend the night at my place if you like?"
Legato thought for a moment about the woman's offer. She didn't know about who he was, and there fore was not afraid of him. But still she seemed to be after something; maybe companionship? He was not a person to suddenly become soft just to keep a mortal woman company. Nonetheless, she may prove to be useful later on. He would accept her offer, for now at least.
"That would be fine" Legato states, using all of his nerve to be 'nice' to her.
"Wonderful!" the woman exclaims, walking past him onto the street. She walks over to a nearby beaten up old pickup truck and opens the door. "After you."
Partially disgusted with the state of the truck, Legato walks over and gets inside. The woman goes around the front of it and sits in the driver's seat, starting it up. In a few seconds, they are driving down the dark streets of the town. She turns to him for a second.
"So, do you have a name?"
He does not turn to look at her, and simply says coldly, "Legato Bluesummers."
"That's a cool name." she states, now looking forward also. "I guess I should tell you mine too. It's Maria, Maria Welfry."
He doesn't answer, still looking straight ahead as if he hadn't heard a word she just said.
Maria sighs. 'This is gonna be a long night....'
End Chapter Three
Sorona: So, whadda ya think?
Legato: I was too nice. It sucked.
Sorona: Ooookay....At least I made it longer!
Legato: And you finally told us what that annoying mortal's name was.
Sorona: That too. Until next time, Byesies! By the way, see the button? The button is your friend. Click on it! You know you want to. No flames please, but helpful advice is always welcome!