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Rainy-days13 - thank you for your kind review, and I'm glad you found the last chapter cute cos that's what I was hoping; I hope you enjoy this next one.
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Vashra BloodReeper - yay new reviewer *dances crazily* ::ahem:: well thanx for your review and I promise there will be more fluff and more of the match making in this chapter. (Hopefully)
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AnImEfReAk - Hmmm I have had a couple of reviews concerning Knives and Millie so I think I'm gonna dedicate this chapter mainly to them this time. Thank you for the review, it's much appreciated.
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ToughCookie - Yeah there will be more of Ashley matchmaking this chapter hopefully.
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Chapter 8 - Confusion
Knives woke to the shroud of night and looked up at the ceiling, which seemed terribly low. He tried to regain some of his thoughts, which were at this very moment muddled into a complete mess. Vash had won, he had promised to take care of him and take him somewhere where he could heal. Well obviously this must be the place he had in mind.
Then he remembered the woman who had been there talking to him for ages about some rubbish that he had no intention of listening to, and wondered who she was. Whoever she had been she wasn't afraid of him, or she had hidden it well. As much as he hated to admit it he found himself intrigued by the human.
He tried to move but was greeted by sharp pains in his shoulders and legs 'oh that's right, my brother shot me.' Grimacing in pain he lay as still as possible when he heard the sound of breathing from somewhere in the room. Letting the curiosity get the better of him he turned his head very slowly and saw the same woman sleeping on the other side of the room.
'How dare she not be afraid of me!' his mind raged but there was also a silent conflict of gratefulness and respect which only confused him further. He watched her intensely for what seemed like a long time, boring her image into his memory.
She lie on her stomach her head to one side so that he could see her face, which was fully relaxed. The light from the slightly parted curtains trickled onto her face, highlighting her features and making them glow with such innocence and beauty. Her long brown hair trailed over her back, some falling over her face and creating pale shadows on her skin.
She sighed softly and the blanket fell slightly from her, trailing on the floor her face creasing slightly as she muttered something in her sleep. Knives felt that maybe he should turn away now but he couldn't bring himself to tear away his gaze when suddenly her blue eyes flew open. He forced his eyes closed and lay perfectly still not wanting to be caught staring at her.
Millie yawned and stretched, rubbing the blur of sleep from her eyes. Glancing over at Knives she couldn't help but smile at him. He wasn't much like Vash at all; his eyes, hair and personality were so different that she never would have guessed they were brothers. She padded lightly over to the window and slid it open to breathe in the cool night air.
The town was silent and dark so she directed her gaze to the sky, watching the stars twinkling perfectly from their dark blanket. Life was starting to improve, Meryl was fine and so was Vash but something in her heart seemed misplaced.
She had first believed that this misplacement of her feelings was Wolfwood but now she wasn't so sure. She turned back to see Knives still lying quietly asleep and felt a cramp in her heart. Shaking her head in confusion she quickly crossed the room to the door and slipped out, descending the stairs to the lounge where Ashley lay snuggled up on the couch.
Walking through to the kitchen she grabbed a small glass and filled it with water and drank it quickly. She wondered what the time was but knew that the suns were not close to appearing just yet. Slumping in a chair she glanced over at the sleeping child and smiled at how peaceful she looked, Ashley reminded her so much of herself. She smiled constantly and was good at reading emotions too.
Easing herself back she closed her eyes and tried to rest but images of that man kept fluttering through her mind. They were becoming quite irritating and finally she crept back upstairs and into the room where he lie sleeping.
She was then very shocked to see him trying to sit up, his face creased in pain. She dashed to his side resting her hands on his shoulders; ignoring his angry protest she pushed him back down. His icy eyes caught hers and for an instant she felt trapped and suffocated by them.
"Knives you really shouldn't try and strain yourself, it'll do more damage than good." She forced a kind smile but he remained silent, his eyes watching her with such intensity it was scary. She shivered and backed up slightly.
"So you are scared of me." Knives gave a malicious grin and the smile disappeared from her face. He laughed and shook his head, finally taking his eyes from her, "Pathetic humans." His snarl was instantly removed as she approached him again, her face filled with irritation.
"You can stop acting like that right now, I am NOT afraid of you." She snapped and then stormed over to her makeshift bed, flopping down onto it and pulling the blanket over her head.
Knives lay stunned by her reaction to him, she was nervous yes but she definitely was not afraid of him. 'Maybe humans aren't so weak and pathetic as I once thought.'
***Meryl's POV***
I opened my eyes to see the pale light of early morning shimmering through the window and felt the ache in my wounds. Sitting up very slowly I rubbed my eyes and blinked the sleep from them before letting my gaze trail around the room. I have to say I was surprised to see Vash sleeping in a bed not far from my own and blushed as I remembered what had occurred between us the day before.
'He probably thinks I'm so pathetic' I sighed helplessly and shuddered as I remembered the nightmare I had seen in my tortured sleep, it had haunted me five times now, always the same. Vash hurt by some strange man and me unable to help, I shuddered and suppressed tears.
I heard someone moving just outside the door and wondered who it could be; surely it was too early for anyone to be awake. Carefully I slid my legs out from the covers and planted them firmly on the ground. Then conjuring up all my strength I pushed myself up, leaning heavily against the wall for support.
My feet felt like lead and my eyes constantly unfocused forcing me to stop, the pain in my wounds grew to such an extent that I thought it might be better just to lie down and die but I couldn't do that. If I did then I would just be causing Vash and Millie more pain and that was the last thing I wanted to do
Slowly I made my way over to the door looking over my shoulder to make sure Vash was still asleep before turning the handle and peering out into the small corridor. I have to say I was surprised to see Millie standing outside the door where Knives slept her expression looking a little distanced.
"Millie?" I whispered and her head suddenly snapped up her eyes widening in surprise.
"You shouldn't be out of bed." She told me softly.
"I'm fine, actually I feel better walking around." I lied and she nodded.
"Would you like something to eat now?" She asked and her face creased with a frown when I declined the offer.
"I would rather have a shower."
"Oh," her face brightened "Yes that's a good idea and it might help clean your wounds better." She strode forwards lending me her arm to lean on.
"Thank you." I smiled and gratefully accepted her support as I made the painful few steps to the bathroom. She left me alone and I stepped into the shower and let the water refresh my tired muscles.
***Normal POV***
Millie sat opposite Ashley whispering plans to each other of their next step to take concerning Vash and Meryl. Ashley fell silent in thought her eyes falling onto her cup that she had cradled in her hands.
"Maybe we should set them up on a date."
"Won't that be too obvious?" Millie questioned softly.
"Not if we're careful." Ashley smirked and drew closer. "We could always organise something fun and say to meet up somewhere-"
"-And turn up late to give them some time alone!" Millie ended excitedly.
"Exactly, but we still have to work out the details."
"Yes and we would have to wait for Meryl to get better as well." Millie pointed out. The sound of footsteps on the stairs forced them into silence and they both turned to see Vash entering the room looking a little worried.
"What's wrong Mr. Vash?" Millie questioned innocently.
"Meryl's gone!" He exclaimed, trying hard not to panic. Millie cast a small smile back at Ashley who nodded happily.
"She's taking a shower, don't worry so much Mr. Vash."
"I wasn't worried." He blushed slightly and walked over to the kitchen, "Do we have any donuts?" He asked no one in particular and in a few seconds he had discovered a new box and was tucking into them eagerly.
Mille smiled as she watched him eating and felt that finally things were going back to normal; Ashley suddenly stood up and darted over to Vash who looked down at her curiously.
"You want one?" He asked holding out the box.
"I wondered if you had told Meryl yet?" Ashley chirped up holding back a smile as Vash was sent into a coughing fit.
"Shh." He said looking over at Millie nervously who waved at him cheerfully.
"Sorry." Ashley sighed miserably and went over to sit on the couch where her blanket still lay crumpled on it. She sat down on it pulling the blanket over her and closing her eyes swiftly.
Vash quickly recovered from his embarrassment and sat down where Ashley had been a few moments before. Millie looked at him curiously and noticed that he was looking extremely tired and worried. Gently she reached out a hand and laid it on his shoulder in an effort to comfort him.
"What's wrong Mr. Vash?"
"I don't really know."
"Well if you're worrying about Mr. Knives, don't. He is healing well and he doesn't seem to be acting mean at all."
"Still, I can't take the risk of him returning to his ways and hurting you and Meryl." Vash said firmly.
"You should have more faith in him, every time he has spoken to me he hasn't been nice but he hasn't been threatening either. You should go and see for yourself."
"You mean he woke up again?" Vash seemed even more worried.
"Yes last night, he was trying to sit up but I managed to stop him before he seriously hurt himself again."
"Thank you Millie, I don't know what I would do without you."
"You would do just fine. I better go and check on Meryl, she pretends she is okay but I know she is still hurting." Millie stood up and looked at Vash who was staring sadly at the box of donuts, which was now almost empty.
"Don't worry." She added before going up the stairs.
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The doctor sat back and looked at Meryl kindly, her soft eyes were somewhat encouraging. Carefully she closed her bag and stood up bowing her head slightly.
"I will come and see you again in a couple of days, make sure to get a lot of rest and keep those wounds clean, I'll leave some ointment with your friend, okay?"
"Yes that will be fine, thanks for dropping by doctor." Meryl lay back against the pillows, which had been propped up to allow her to sit comfortably and sighed. She let her eyes fall closed and heard the door shut as the doctor left.
Millie had been so wonderful, always offering to get things for her and after the shower she was feeling extremely refreshed and more comfortable. The only thing that kept her mind from relaxing completely was the thought of Vash; she was feeling a little guilty about not telling him her true feelings. She had let perfect chances slip away and now she was miserable and had no idea what Vash thought of her.
She hadn't meant to let him see her cry, now he would pity her and she hadn't wanted that. She didn't want his sympathy she wanted his love and now that seemed to be seeping further from her.
"You're a stupid coward." She spoke softly to herself and pulled her knees up against her. She shivered as she realised she was alone again and tried not to think about it, she tried to ignore the shadows which seemed to grow and reach out to her.
'I won't call out; I can't let this beat me. How can I fear being alone?' My mind was racing with terror when a light tap on the door brought me from my panic attack. I wanted to throw my arms around whoever had come when I needed them most. I called for them to come in and felt my heart cramp as I saw Vash slip round the door, a tray balanced on one hand and a glass of water in the other.
Every time I laid eyes on him I felt terribly guilty at not telling him my true feelings and wanting him to embrace me again. He was oblivious to how I felt and that alone was enough to make me cry.
"Hello, did the doctor say anything interesting?" He asked casually as he set the tray down on the small bedside table and handed me the glass of water.
"Thank you," I paused, "She just said to rest, nothing interesting oh and something about leaving some medication here."
"Oh that must have been the stuff she gave to Millie." Vash continued trying his best to keep a smile on his face.
"Vash what's wrong?"
"What do ya mean?"
"I have known you long enough now to tell when something is bothering you, and that smile gives it away all too easily." I watched as his smile faded and he leaned forward, lifting the tray and placing it on my lap.
"You have to eat."
"Don't change the subject, tell me what's wrong."
"Eat and I'll tell you." Sighing in defeat I picked up the toast and chewed on it slowly, feeling a little uncomfortable with him watching me.
"Do you have to stare like that?" I scowled and was surprised by the huge smile, which spread across his face. "W-what's wrong?"
"You're back." He laughed as I blushed slightly, he was right; I was beginning to feel like my old self again.
I finished eating, clearing the plate and snuggled back against the pillow feeling suddenly very tired when I remembered Vash was supposed to have told me why he was concerned. I forced my eyes open and tried to sit up, wincing slightly in pain. I was shocked when I saw Vash retreating quickly from the room and I reached out not wanting to be alone but too afraid to ask him to stay.
I turned away and bit my lip in desperate attempt to silence myself and already the fear of being alone was taking over. Trembling I bit harder on my lip, blood trickled down my chin as I heard the door close shut and I buried my face in my hands. I was being weak but I couldn't help it and at that moment I considered going downstairs to see how Millie was doing.
"Meryl?" A voice whispered and I realised then that he hadn't left the room at all and he had just seen me crying again.
"Please just leave." What was I saying?! That was the last thing I wanted!
"Are you sure?"
"No. I don't know..." I had never been so confused in my entire life.
"Maybe I could help you downstairs."
"I'm not disabled!" I yelled at him, maybe a little too harshly judging by his reaction. "Sorry." I added afterwards and he approached me cautiously.
"I'm just trying to help you Meryl."
"I know that, I said I was sorry." I tried to stand and he held out his hands in case I needed help. Luckily I managed it just fine but then I wondered whether I had any clothes around that were suitable.
I knew I had another spare uniform in my suitcase but nothing suitable for me to feel comfortable in. Sighing miserably I turned back to Vash who was waiting patiently for me to make up my mind of what I was going to do.
"I don't have anything to wear." I explained to him and his eyes unfocused as he began to think of a solution.
"Come on." He interrupted and caught my hand, dragging me over to his side of the room, he opened his bag and began to sort through some clothes, throwing various items about the room.
"What are you doing?"
"Here." He said standing up and handing me over some clothes.
"This will be way too big." I told him sceptically.
"Just roll up the sleeves or something." He shrugged and looked around the room nervously.
"Should I leave to let you get changed?" I laughed and shrugged.
"Stand outside the door, but don't go too far." He must have noticed the fear in my eyes and nodded before leaving the room, pulling the door closed. Sighing I gently eased out of the nightshirt and regarded my bandages nervously; just seeing them brought back the harsh memories. Quickly I drew the shirt over my head, breathing in the sweet scent of fresh material as I snuggled into the warm clothing. The shirt was way too big so I took quite a while rolling up the sleeves to my wrists before stepping into the pants which were also too long.
Laughing at how ridiculous I was going to look I sat on the bed to roll them up so that they didn't drag on the floor when there was a slight tap on the door.
"It's okay you can come back in now." I confirmed and Vash reappeared his eyes bright with amusement.
"I told you didn't I?" I stood up and he nodded silently. I walked awkwardly over to where he stood, stumbling very slightly.
"They don't look too bad, in fact they make you look pretty cute." I was stunned by that remark and dipped my head to hide my embarrassment.
***Normal POV***
Vash paused at the stairs and let Meryl go down first so that he could keep an eye on her. She reached out grasping the banister that followed the stairs down and drew in a nervous breath. Then she took one slow step, tightening her grasp so that her knuckles turned white.
Vash laid a hand on her shoulder to offer strength and it worked for the next few steps until she stopped altogether, her legs trembling weakly beneath her and the pain in her wounds burning. Carefully Vash lifted her up and very gently walked the last few steps to the lounge where he sat her down on the sofa and stretched lazily.
Millie was busy cooking something on the stove when she spotted them and at first she was concerned for Meryl's health.
"I'm fine Millie."
"Are you sure, the doctor gave me strict orders to make sure you rest."
"I am resting just in a different room." Meryl sighed and leaned back against the chair letting her eyes fall closed.
Vash reached out and grabbed Millie pulling her back into the kitchen and looking back at the raven-haired insurance girl.
"What's wrong Vash?"
"She's afraid of being alone."
"What?"
"She has a phobia of being left alone." Vash repeated calmly and Millie nodded in understanding.
"Poor Meryl." Millie sighed and glanced over at her friend who looked just about ready to fall asleep again.
"I'll stay with her." Vash informed and left Millie to go and sit beside the tired insurance girl.
Millie watched happily as he gently lifted her hand and held it lovingly and strained her ears to listen to the light whispers that floated from their lips. She wished she knew what they were saying when suddenly she remembered Ashley. As bad as it may sound she had left the child to look after Knives whilst she fixed herself a snack and scooping the soup into a bowl she made her way back up the stairs.
Pausing by the door she drew in a breath and stepped inside letting the door swing wide as she entered. Her hands still clasping the bowl she dismissed Ashley who was sitting by the bed and went over to take her place.
"Sorry for making you do that." Millie apologised
"I want to help." Ashley grinned.
"Vash and Meryl are downstairs, don't disturb them too much." Millie whispered and the girl nodded and disappeared.
Sitting in the suffocating silence of the room Millie prayed that maybe she was wrong, but every time she set eyes on the strange man lying asleep, her heart would send strange messages to her. As if he had known his eyes darted open, the frosty blue chilling the air between them.
"How are you feeling?" Millie asked cautiously, reaching out and resting a hand on his forehead. He scowled and said nothing, but his eyes looked at her curiously.
"How is it that every time I wake you're here?"
"I sleep here now, and I like to keep an eye on you."
"Why?"
"Because I want to give Mr. Vash a rest. He has earned a little relaxation and happiness."
"He has hardly spoken to me since I woke up, he is spending all his time with that woman." Knives hissed, jealousy flashing in his eyes.
"How did you know that?"
"I have my ways." He sneered and rolled over onto his side. Millie ate her soup in silence watching him and wishing that he would turn round again.
"Mr. Knives don't worry I'll take care of you, and when you heal your brother said he will take you somewhere else."
"Yes, so he can try and teach me to love you pathetic humans."
"No, he just wants to protect you."
"I don't need protecting."
"Of course not." Millie smiled and watched as he turned back to face her.
She stood up and put the empty bowl of soup on the small table before turning back to him.
"Will you go back to your old ways Mr. Knives?" Millie asked so softly she wasn't sure that he would hear, but he did.
"That depends."
"On what?"
"How I'm feeling." He smirked and looked at her disappointed face.
"Please, don't make Mr. Vash have to leave here." She was begging with him now and at one time he would have enjoyed this, but now it simply disturbed him.
"I need rest." He said simply and rolled over again leaving Millie to stand in the room engulfed by the silence.
***Vash's POV***
I watched Millie walk back up the stairs to my brother's room and felt instantly guilty about making her watch over him all the time. It was then that I questioned why I would rather help Meryl heal than my brother. It was now obvious to me that I had strong feelings for the woman sitting just beside me but surely my brother would come first.
Yet she needed me, well that wasn't quite right, to be correct she just needed someone. That person could have easily been Millie or even Ashley yet I desired to be with her and help her heal. Especially when I had seen her crying and so scared to be left alone, something in me just clicked to protection mode. I never wanted to see her so vulnerable and alone again. I wanted to be with her more than anything and yet the painful reality was that I would have to leave her as soon as my brother was well enough to walk.
She was sitting quietly, her eyes shut and her head tilted back revealing her neck, a small vein pulsed beneath her soft skin. I wanted so much to reach out to her and touch her softly, maybe brush the hair that was draped over her forehead. She sighed slightly and opened her violet eyes once more; she angled her head towards me and smiled very slightly.
"Sorry." She whispered and I nodded simply. "That walk has made me really tired." She admitted and I smiled and nodded again.
"Millie went up to see my brother."
"I feel so bad about that." Meryl said.
"Why?"
"Well she shouldn't have to, and I'm keeping you from being with your brother, I feel terrible about that."
"I don't mind, and I don't think my brother minds me not being around much. Plus I think he likes Millie to fuss over him."
"If you say so."
At that moment Ashley came down the stairs, her braided hair swinging behind her and her eyes shining. She paused at the bottom of the stairs and spotted us sitting on the couch, waving joyfully. She was so like Millie it was scary.
"Hello Vash...Meryl." She yelled and ran over to us bouncing up onto my lap and looking up at me with those huge, curious eyes.
"Hello." I said and she grinned and diverted her eyes to Meryl who looked just about ready to fall asleep again.
"So Meryl, has Vash managed to talk to you yet?"
"About what?" Meryl asked, her innocence was terribly cute when suddenly it struck me what Ashley was talking about. I felt my face start to burn with embarrassment.
"Well I told him earlier that he had to tell you how he felt." Ashley's eyes glinted mischievously and I wrapped my hand around her mouth to quieten her.
"Felt about what?" By this time Meryl looked totally confused.
"Just ignore her." I laughed loudly to try and hide my embarrassment when suddenly there was a knock on the door, which gained Ashley's attention. Sighing with relief I watched her go over to answer it.
A man stood at the door with a small bundle of leaflets, him and Ashley started talking and both me and Meryl tried to catch a word of it but failed. The child squealed in delight and jumped with glee before taking one of the leaflets, closing the door and leaping up the stairs.
"What was that about?" Meryl asked, not really expecting an answer.
"I don't know." I admitted and she turned to look at me the look in her beautiful eyes making my breath catch in my throat.
"Umm...could you help me back up the stairs, I don't know if I have the energy to make it myself." She blushed and I could tell that she hated asking for help.
"Sure thing, I'm here to help after all." I lifted her gently in my arms, cradling her against my chest and felt her snuggle up against me. My heart lurched with love as she settled against me, one of her hands clutching my shirt as if she was afraid I would drop her.
She mumbled something which might have been a "Goodnight" and her eyes fell closed even before I managed to lay her on the bed and cover her over with a blanket. I heard excited chatter in Knive's room but paid no heed to it before lying down on my own bed and turning on my side so I could watch her sleep. Her face was the last thing I saw before I fell into a deep sleep.
***Normal POV***
Knives listened intently to the plans being made by the two females sitting in his room. Their giggling and constant chatter was becoming very annoying especially when it was revolved around his brother and that other woman.
"So it looks like we found the perfect date for them." Millie said looking at the leaflet with great interest and Ashley nodded creeping closer to read it again.
"It says that it is in a weeks time, will Meryl be okay by then?"
"Hopefully." Millie sighed and laid the piece of paper down.
"Do you think Vash can dance?" Ashley asked, her face sceptical.
"I should think so, if he can dodge bullets I'm sure he will find it easy, and I know for certain that Meryl is a great dancer."
"Sounds perfect." Ashley agreed.
The two girls made sure to hide the piece of paper well before returning to sit on Millie's makeshift bed to continue planning. They paused in chatter as they heard Vash come up the stairs, most likely with Meryl and then continued again.
"We should tell them to go on ahead or something so then they get to walk there together." Ashley continued.
"Yes, we could give an excuse of some sort."
"Then if they refuse to dance with each other for some reason you could always hint to Vash to ask Meryl or something." Ashley said, her eyes half closed with fatigue.
"Sounds good to me, that should be easy."
"Well then, I don't think this is going to be too hard." The young girl stretched and yawned before slipping from the bed and heading over to the door. "Goodnight Millie." She whispered casting a glance at Knives before leaving the room.
Millie glanced over at him too and sighed sadly, matchmaking sure was easy but dealing with Knives sure wasn't. He turned his head to look at her, his eyes bright and vivid in the shadows.
"You disgust me." I sneered.
"I'm sorry." She apologised and lay down, pulling the blankets over her.
"Hmph."
"Mr. Knives please if not for me for your brother, try to be nice."
"What ever."
"I mean it, you would be such a nice person if you smiled a little more." She was rewarded with a death glare and closing her eyes she whispered goodnight to him. She didn't expect a reply ad was surprised when she got one.
"Good night Millie." And he had used her name; her heart leapt and then settled again allowing her to fall asleep, a small smile playing on her lips.
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Well I have to admit that this is the worst chapter I have written, and if you did manage to read it all without falling asleep I would appreciate a review on how I could make the next chapter interesting,
I planned for the next chapter to be "the date" chapter so if you have any ideas for making that interesting please share them.
'Love and Peace'
Without further ado here is the list of reviews and my undying thanx for the reviews they gave me. O.o I was exceptionally surprised when I saw how many I had, I reached 60 and I wasn't even expecting too.
Rainy-days13 - thank you for your kind review, and I'm glad you found the last chapter cute cos that's what I was hoping; I hope you enjoy this next one.
Magnet-Rose - thanx for your review, here is your update
Luna-Kitsune-Blu - ^-^ no one could hate Meryl!! Thanx for review.
Vashra BloodReeper - yay new reviewer *dances crazily* ::ahem:: well thanx for your review and I promise there will be more fluff and more of the match making in this chapter. (Hopefully)
Sets17 - thank you for your review, (=^.^=) meow
Unknown (err yeah) - well thanx for that short review glad to know that you are reading and enjoying lol.
AnImEfReAk - Hmmm I have had a couple of reviews concerning Knives and Millie so I think I'm gonna dedicate this chapter mainly to them this time. Thank you for the review, it's much appreciated.
Pammi - weird is cool lol, well I'm glad you are enjoying reading, I really enjoy writing this which is why I update once a week give or take a few days ^-^' thanks for the review.
ToughCookie - Yeah there will be more of Ashley matchmaking this chapter hopefully.
Silverado6000 - eek O.O thanks sooo much for pointing that out, I will never make that mistake again, I'm pretty ashamed about it actually but I will learn from my mistake and make sure I don't do things like that again. Thanks for the review!! ^.^
Drager - Thanks for your review, here is your update.
Mabel4gs - Knives and Millie, you gotta love that pairing, thanx for your review and I hope you like this chapter.
Neptune Butterfly - I would neva hate you, as long as you are enjoying my fan fic than I'm happy. Thanks for your review.
xim_chan - I'm glad your enjoying my fic, thanks for your review.
So now that's done lets get on with the next chapter.
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Chapter 8 - Confusion
Knives woke to the shroud of night and looked up at the ceiling, which seemed terribly low. He tried to regain some of his thoughts, which were at this very moment muddled into a complete mess. Vash had won, he had promised to take care of him and take him somewhere where he could heal. Well obviously this must be the place he had in mind.
Then he remembered the woman who had been there talking to him for ages about some rubbish that he had no intention of listening to, and wondered who she was. Whoever she had been she wasn't afraid of him, or she had hidden it well. As much as he hated to admit it he found himself intrigued by the human.
He tried to move but was greeted by sharp pains in his shoulders and legs 'oh that's right, my brother shot me.' Grimacing in pain he lay as still as possible when he heard the sound of breathing from somewhere in the room. Letting the curiosity get the better of him he turned his head very slowly and saw the same woman sleeping on the other side of the room.
'How dare she not be afraid of me!' his mind raged but there was also a silent conflict of gratefulness and respect which only confused him further. He watched her intensely for what seemed like a long time, boring her image into his memory.
She lie on her stomach her head to one side so that he could see her face, which was fully relaxed. The light from the slightly parted curtains trickled onto her face, highlighting her features and making them glow with such innocence and beauty. Her long brown hair trailed over her back, some falling over her face and creating pale shadows on her skin.
She sighed softly and the blanket fell slightly from her, trailing on the floor her face creasing slightly as she muttered something in her sleep. Knives felt that maybe he should turn away now but he couldn't bring himself to tear away his gaze when suddenly her blue eyes flew open. He forced his eyes closed and lay perfectly still not wanting to be caught staring at her.
Millie yawned and stretched, rubbing the blur of sleep from her eyes. Glancing over at Knives she couldn't help but smile at him. He wasn't much like Vash at all; his eyes, hair and personality were so different that she never would have guessed they were brothers. She padded lightly over to the window and slid it open to breathe in the cool night air.
The town was silent and dark so she directed her gaze to the sky, watching the stars twinkling perfectly from their dark blanket. Life was starting to improve, Meryl was fine and so was Vash but something in her heart seemed misplaced.
She had first believed that this misplacement of her feelings was Wolfwood but now she wasn't so sure. She turned back to see Knives still lying quietly asleep and felt a cramp in her heart. Shaking her head in confusion she quickly crossed the room to the door and slipped out, descending the stairs to the lounge where Ashley lay snuggled up on the couch.
Walking through to the kitchen she grabbed a small glass and filled it with water and drank it quickly. She wondered what the time was but knew that the suns were not close to appearing just yet. Slumping in a chair she glanced over at the sleeping child and smiled at how peaceful she looked, Ashley reminded her so much of herself. She smiled constantly and was good at reading emotions too.
Easing herself back she closed her eyes and tried to rest but images of that man kept fluttering through her mind. They were becoming quite irritating and finally she crept back upstairs and into the room where he lie sleeping.
She was then very shocked to see him trying to sit up, his face creased in pain. She dashed to his side resting her hands on his shoulders; ignoring his angry protest she pushed him back down. His icy eyes caught hers and for an instant she felt trapped and suffocated by them.
"Knives you really shouldn't try and strain yourself, it'll do more damage than good." She forced a kind smile but he remained silent, his eyes watching her with such intensity it was scary. She shivered and backed up slightly.
"So you are scared of me." Knives gave a malicious grin and the smile disappeared from her face. He laughed and shook his head, finally taking his eyes from her, "Pathetic humans." His snarl was instantly removed as she approached him again, her face filled with irritation.
"You can stop acting like that right now, I am NOT afraid of you." She snapped and then stormed over to her makeshift bed, flopping down onto it and pulling the blanket over her head.
Knives lay stunned by her reaction to him, she was nervous yes but she definitely was not afraid of him. 'Maybe humans aren't so weak and pathetic as I once thought.'
***Meryl's POV***
I opened my eyes to see the pale light of early morning shimmering through the window and felt the ache in my wounds. Sitting up very slowly I rubbed my eyes and blinked the sleep from them before letting my gaze trail around the room. I have to say I was surprised to see Vash sleeping in a bed not far from my own and blushed as I remembered what had occurred between us the day before.
'He probably thinks I'm so pathetic' I sighed helplessly and shuddered as I remembered the nightmare I had seen in my tortured sleep, it had haunted me five times now, always the same. Vash hurt by some strange man and me unable to help, I shuddered and suppressed tears.
I heard someone moving just outside the door and wondered who it could be; surely it was too early for anyone to be awake. Carefully I slid my legs out from the covers and planted them firmly on the ground. Then conjuring up all my strength I pushed myself up, leaning heavily against the wall for support.
My feet felt like lead and my eyes constantly unfocused forcing me to stop, the pain in my wounds grew to such an extent that I thought it might be better just to lie down and die but I couldn't do that. If I did then I would just be causing Vash and Millie more pain and that was the last thing I wanted to do
Slowly I made my way over to the door looking over my shoulder to make sure Vash was still asleep before turning the handle and peering out into the small corridor. I have to say I was surprised to see Millie standing outside the door where Knives slept her expression looking a little distanced.
"Millie?" I whispered and her head suddenly snapped up her eyes widening in surprise.
"You shouldn't be out of bed." She told me softly.
"I'm fine, actually I feel better walking around." I lied and she nodded.
"Would you like something to eat now?" She asked and her face creased with a frown when I declined the offer.
"I would rather have a shower."
"Oh," her face brightened "Yes that's a good idea and it might help clean your wounds better." She strode forwards lending me her arm to lean on.
"Thank you." I smiled and gratefully accepted her support as I made the painful few steps to the bathroom. She left me alone and I stepped into the shower and let the water refresh my tired muscles.
***Normal POV***
Millie sat opposite Ashley whispering plans to each other of their next step to take concerning Vash and Meryl. Ashley fell silent in thought her eyes falling onto her cup that she had cradled in her hands.
"Maybe we should set them up on a date."
"Won't that be too obvious?" Millie questioned softly.
"Not if we're careful." Ashley smirked and drew closer. "We could always organise something fun and say to meet up somewhere-"
"-And turn up late to give them some time alone!" Millie ended excitedly.
"Exactly, but we still have to work out the details."
"Yes and we would have to wait for Meryl to get better as well." Millie pointed out. The sound of footsteps on the stairs forced them into silence and they both turned to see Vash entering the room looking a little worried.
"What's wrong Mr. Vash?" Millie questioned innocently.
"Meryl's gone!" He exclaimed, trying hard not to panic. Millie cast a small smile back at Ashley who nodded happily.
"She's taking a shower, don't worry so much Mr. Vash."
"I wasn't worried." He blushed slightly and walked over to the kitchen, "Do we have any donuts?" He asked no one in particular and in a few seconds he had discovered a new box and was tucking into them eagerly.
Mille smiled as she watched him eating and felt that finally things were going back to normal; Ashley suddenly stood up and darted over to Vash who looked down at her curiously.
"You want one?" He asked holding out the box.
"I wondered if you had told Meryl yet?" Ashley chirped up holding back a smile as Vash was sent into a coughing fit.
"Shh." He said looking over at Millie nervously who waved at him cheerfully.
"Sorry." Ashley sighed miserably and went over to sit on the couch where her blanket still lay crumpled on it. She sat down on it pulling the blanket over her and closing her eyes swiftly.
Vash quickly recovered from his embarrassment and sat down where Ashley had been a few moments before. Millie looked at him curiously and noticed that he was looking extremely tired and worried. Gently she reached out a hand and laid it on his shoulder in an effort to comfort him.
"What's wrong Mr. Vash?"
"I don't really know."
"Well if you're worrying about Mr. Knives, don't. He is healing well and he doesn't seem to be acting mean at all."
"Still, I can't take the risk of him returning to his ways and hurting you and Meryl." Vash said firmly.
"You should have more faith in him, every time he has spoken to me he hasn't been nice but he hasn't been threatening either. You should go and see for yourself."
"You mean he woke up again?" Vash seemed even more worried.
"Yes last night, he was trying to sit up but I managed to stop him before he seriously hurt himself again."
"Thank you Millie, I don't know what I would do without you."
"You would do just fine. I better go and check on Meryl, she pretends she is okay but I know she is still hurting." Millie stood up and looked at Vash who was staring sadly at the box of donuts, which was now almost empty.
"Don't worry." She added before going up the stairs.
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The doctor sat back and looked at Meryl kindly, her soft eyes were somewhat encouraging. Carefully she closed her bag and stood up bowing her head slightly.
"I will come and see you again in a couple of days, make sure to get a lot of rest and keep those wounds clean, I'll leave some ointment with your friend, okay?"
"Yes that will be fine, thanks for dropping by doctor." Meryl lay back against the pillows, which had been propped up to allow her to sit comfortably and sighed. She let her eyes fall closed and heard the door shut as the doctor left.
Millie had been so wonderful, always offering to get things for her and after the shower she was feeling extremely refreshed and more comfortable. The only thing that kept her mind from relaxing completely was the thought of Vash; she was feeling a little guilty about not telling him her true feelings. She had let perfect chances slip away and now she was miserable and had no idea what Vash thought of her.
She hadn't meant to let him see her cry, now he would pity her and she hadn't wanted that. She didn't want his sympathy she wanted his love and now that seemed to be seeping further from her.
"You're a stupid coward." She spoke softly to herself and pulled her knees up against her. She shivered as she realised she was alone again and tried not to think about it, she tried to ignore the shadows which seemed to grow and reach out to her.
'I won't call out; I can't let this beat me. How can I fear being alone?' My mind was racing with terror when a light tap on the door brought me from my panic attack. I wanted to throw my arms around whoever had come when I needed them most. I called for them to come in and felt my heart cramp as I saw Vash slip round the door, a tray balanced on one hand and a glass of water in the other.
Every time I laid eyes on him I felt terribly guilty at not telling him my true feelings and wanting him to embrace me again. He was oblivious to how I felt and that alone was enough to make me cry.
"Hello, did the doctor say anything interesting?" He asked casually as he set the tray down on the small bedside table and handed me the glass of water.
"Thank you," I paused, "She just said to rest, nothing interesting oh and something about leaving some medication here."
"Oh that must have been the stuff she gave to Millie." Vash continued trying his best to keep a smile on his face.
"Vash what's wrong?"
"What do ya mean?"
"I have known you long enough now to tell when something is bothering you, and that smile gives it away all too easily." I watched as his smile faded and he leaned forward, lifting the tray and placing it on my lap.
"You have to eat."
"Don't change the subject, tell me what's wrong."
"Eat and I'll tell you." Sighing in defeat I picked up the toast and chewed on it slowly, feeling a little uncomfortable with him watching me.
"Do you have to stare like that?" I scowled and was surprised by the huge smile, which spread across his face. "W-what's wrong?"
"You're back." He laughed as I blushed slightly, he was right; I was beginning to feel like my old self again.
I finished eating, clearing the plate and snuggled back against the pillow feeling suddenly very tired when I remembered Vash was supposed to have told me why he was concerned. I forced my eyes open and tried to sit up, wincing slightly in pain. I was shocked when I saw Vash retreating quickly from the room and I reached out not wanting to be alone but too afraid to ask him to stay.
I turned away and bit my lip in desperate attempt to silence myself and already the fear of being alone was taking over. Trembling I bit harder on my lip, blood trickled down my chin as I heard the door close shut and I buried my face in my hands. I was being weak but I couldn't help it and at that moment I considered going downstairs to see how Millie was doing.
"Meryl?" A voice whispered and I realised then that he hadn't left the room at all and he had just seen me crying again.
"Please just leave." What was I saying?! That was the last thing I wanted!
"Are you sure?"
"No. I don't know..." I had never been so confused in my entire life.
"Maybe I could help you downstairs."
"I'm not disabled!" I yelled at him, maybe a little too harshly judging by his reaction. "Sorry." I added afterwards and he approached me cautiously.
"I'm just trying to help you Meryl."
"I know that, I said I was sorry." I tried to stand and he held out his hands in case I needed help. Luckily I managed it just fine but then I wondered whether I had any clothes around that were suitable.
I knew I had another spare uniform in my suitcase but nothing suitable for me to feel comfortable in. Sighing miserably I turned back to Vash who was waiting patiently for me to make up my mind of what I was going to do.
"I don't have anything to wear." I explained to him and his eyes unfocused as he began to think of a solution.
"Come on." He interrupted and caught my hand, dragging me over to his side of the room, he opened his bag and began to sort through some clothes, throwing various items about the room.
"What are you doing?"
"Here." He said standing up and handing me over some clothes.
"This will be way too big." I told him sceptically.
"Just roll up the sleeves or something." He shrugged and looked around the room nervously.
"Should I leave to let you get changed?" I laughed and shrugged.
"Stand outside the door, but don't go too far." He must have noticed the fear in my eyes and nodded before leaving the room, pulling the door closed. Sighing I gently eased out of the nightshirt and regarded my bandages nervously; just seeing them brought back the harsh memories. Quickly I drew the shirt over my head, breathing in the sweet scent of fresh material as I snuggled into the warm clothing. The shirt was way too big so I took quite a while rolling up the sleeves to my wrists before stepping into the pants which were also too long.
Laughing at how ridiculous I was going to look I sat on the bed to roll them up so that they didn't drag on the floor when there was a slight tap on the door.
"It's okay you can come back in now." I confirmed and Vash reappeared his eyes bright with amusement.
"I told you didn't I?" I stood up and he nodded silently. I walked awkwardly over to where he stood, stumbling very slightly.
"They don't look too bad, in fact they make you look pretty cute." I was stunned by that remark and dipped my head to hide my embarrassment.
***Normal POV***
Vash paused at the stairs and let Meryl go down first so that he could keep an eye on her. She reached out grasping the banister that followed the stairs down and drew in a nervous breath. Then she took one slow step, tightening her grasp so that her knuckles turned white.
Vash laid a hand on her shoulder to offer strength and it worked for the next few steps until she stopped altogether, her legs trembling weakly beneath her and the pain in her wounds burning. Carefully Vash lifted her up and very gently walked the last few steps to the lounge where he sat her down on the sofa and stretched lazily.
Millie was busy cooking something on the stove when she spotted them and at first she was concerned for Meryl's health.
"I'm fine Millie."
"Are you sure, the doctor gave me strict orders to make sure you rest."
"I am resting just in a different room." Meryl sighed and leaned back against the chair letting her eyes fall closed.
Vash reached out and grabbed Millie pulling her back into the kitchen and looking back at the raven-haired insurance girl.
"What's wrong Vash?"
"She's afraid of being alone."
"What?"
"She has a phobia of being left alone." Vash repeated calmly and Millie nodded in understanding.
"Poor Meryl." Millie sighed and glanced over at her friend who looked just about ready to fall asleep again.
"I'll stay with her." Vash informed and left Millie to go and sit beside the tired insurance girl.
Millie watched happily as he gently lifted her hand and held it lovingly and strained her ears to listen to the light whispers that floated from their lips. She wished she knew what they were saying when suddenly she remembered Ashley. As bad as it may sound she had left the child to look after Knives whilst she fixed herself a snack and scooping the soup into a bowl she made her way back up the stairs.
Pausing by the door she drew in a breath and stepped inside letting the door swing wide as she entered. Her hands still clasping the bowl she dismissed Ashley who was sitting by the bed and went over to take her place.
"Sorry for making you do that." Millie apologised
"I want to help." Ashley grinned.
"Vash and Meryl are downstairs, don't disturb them too much." Millie whispered and the girl nodded and disappeared.
Sitting in the suffocating silence of the room Millie prayed that maybe she was wrong, but every time she set eyes on the strange man lying asleep, her heart would send strange messages to her. As if he had known his eyes darted open, the frosty blue chilling the air between them.
"How are you feeling?" Millie asked cautiously, reaching out and resting a hand on his forehead. He scowled and said nothing, but his eyes looked at her curiously.
"How is it that every time I wake you're here?"
"I sleep here now, and I like to keep an eye on you."
"Why?"
"Because I want to give Mr. Vash a rest. He has earned a little relaxation and happiness."
"He has hardly spoken to me since I woke up, he is spending all his time with that woman." Knives hissed, jealousy flashing in his eyes.
"How did you know that?"
"I have my ways." He sneered and rolled over onto his side. Millie ate her soup in silence watching him and wishing that he would turn round again.
"Mr. Knives don't worry I'll take care of you, and when you heal your brother said he will take you somewhere else."
"Yes, so he can try and teach me to love you pathetic humans."
"No, he just wants to protect you."
"I don't need protecting."
"Of course not." Millie smiled and watched as he turned back to face her.
She stood up and put the empty bowl of soup on the small table before turning back to him.
"Will you go back to your old ways Mr. Knives?" Millie asked so softly she wasn't sure that he would hear, but he did.
"That depends."
"On what?"
"How I'm feeling." He smirked and looked at her disappointed face.
"Please, don't make Mr. Vash have to leave here." She was begging with him now and at one time he would have enjoyed this, but now it simply disturbed him.
"I need rest." He said simply and rolled over again leaving Millie to stand in the room engulfed by the silence.
***Vash's POV***
I watched Millie walk back up the stairs to my brother's room and felt instantly guilty about making her watch over him all the time. It was then that I questioned why I would rather help Meryl heal than my brother. It was now obvious to me that I had strong feelings for the woman sitting just beside me but surely my brother would come first.
Yet she needed me, well that wasn't quite right, to be correct she just needed someone. That person could have easily been Millie or even Ashley yet I desired to be with her and help her heal. Especially when I had seen her crying and so scared to be left alone, something in me just clicked to protection mode. I never wanted to see her so vulnerable and alone again. I wanted to be with her more than anything and yet the painful reality was that I would have to leave her as soon as my brother was well enough to walk.
She was sitting quietly, her eyes shut and her head tilted back revealing her neck, a small vein pulsed beneath her soft skin. I wanted so much to reach out to her and touch her softly, maybe brush the hair that was draped over her forehead. She sighed slightly and opened her violet eyes once more; she angled her head towards me and smiled very slightly.
"Sorry." She whispered and I nodded simply. "That walk has made me really tired." She admitted and I smiled and nodded again.
"Millie went up to see my brother."
"I feel so bad about that." Meryl said.
"Why?"
"Well she shouldn't have to, and I'm keeping you from being with your brother, I feel terrible about that."
"I don't mind, and I don't think my brother minds me not being around much. Plus I think he likes Millie to fuss over him."
"If you say so."
At that moment Ashley came down the stairs, her braided hair swinging behind her and her eyes shining. She paused at the bottom of the stairs and spotted us sitting on the couch, waving joyfully. She was so like Millie it was scary.
"Hello Vash...Meryl." She yelled and ran over to us bouncing up onto my lap and looking up at me with those huge, curious eyes.
"Hello." I said and she grinned and diverted her eyes to Meryl who looked just about ready to fall asleep again.
"So Meryl, has Vash managed to talk to you yet?"
"About what?" Meryl asked, her innocence was terribly cute when suddenly it struck me what Ashley was talking about. I felt my face start to burn with embarrassment.
"Well I told him earlier that he had to tell you how he felt." Ashley's eyes glinted mischievously and I wrapped my hand around her mouth to quieten her.
"Felt about what?" By this time Meryl looked totally confused.
"Just ignore her." I laughed loudly to try and hide my embarrassment when suddenly there was a knock on the door, which gained Ashley's attention. Sighing with relief I watched her go over to answer it.
A man stood at the door with a small bundle of leaflets, him and Ashley started talking and both me and Meryl tried to catch a word of it but failed. The child squealed in delight and jumped with glee before taking one of the leaflets, closing the door and leaping up the stairs.
"What was that about?" Meryl asked, not really expecting an answer.
"I don't know." I admitted and she turned to look at me the look in her beautiful eyes making my breath catch in my throat.
"Umm...could you help me back up the stairs, I don't know if I have the energy to make it myself." She blushed and I could tell that she hated asking for help.
"Sure thing, I'm here to help after all." I lifted her gently in my arms, cradling her against my chest and felt her snuggle up against me. My heart lurched with love as she settled against me, one of her hands clutching my shirt as if she was afraid I would drop her.
She mumbled something which might have been a "Goodnight" and her eyes fell closed even before I managed to lay her on the bed and cover her over with a blanket. I heard excited chatter in Knive's room but paid no heed to it before lying down on my own bed and turning on my side so I could watch her sleep. Her face was the last thing I saw before I fell into a deep sleep.
***Normal POV***
Knives listened intently to the plans being made by the two females sitting in his room. Their giggling and constant chatter was becoming very annoying especially when it was revolved around his brother and that other woman.
"So it looks like we found the perfect date for them." Millie said looking at the leaflet with great interest and Ashley nodded creeping closer to read it again.
"It says that it is in a weeks time, will Meryl be okay by then?"
"Hopefully." Millie sighed and laid the piece of paper down.
"Do you think Vash can dance?" Ashley asked, her face sceptical.
"I should think so, if he can dodge bullets I'm sure he will find it easy, and I know for certain that Meryl is a great dancer."
"Sounds perfect." Ashley agreed.
The two girls made sure to hide the piece of paper well before returning to sit on Millie's makeshift bed to continue planning. They paused in chatter as they heard Vash come up the stairs, most likely with Meryl and then continued again.
"We should tell them to go on ahead or something so then they get to walk there together." Ashley continued.
"Yes, we could give an excuse of some sort."
"Then if they refuse to dance with each other for some reason you could always hint to Vash to ask Meryl or something." Ashley said, her eyes half closed with fatigue.
"Sounds good to me, that should be easy."
"Well then, I don't think this is going to be too hard." The young girl stretched and yawned before slipping from the bed and heading over to the door. "Goodnight Millie." She whispered casting a glance at Knives before leaving the room.
Millie glanced over at him too and sighed sadly, matchmaking sure was easy but dealing with Knives sure wasn't. He turned his head to look at her, his eyes bright and vivid in the shadows.
"You disgust me." I sneered.
"I'm sorry." She apologised and lay down, pulling the blankets over her.
"Hmph."
"Mr. Knives please if not for me for your brother, try to be nice."
"What ever."
"I mean it, you would be such a nice person if you smiled a little more." She was rewarded with a death glare and closing her eyes she whispered goodnight to him. She didn't expect a reply ad was surprised when she got one.
"Good night Millie." And he had used her name; her heart leapt and then settled again allowing her to fall asleep, a small smile playing on her lips.
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Well I have to admit that this is the worst chapter I have written, and if you did manage to read it all without falling asleep I would appreciate a review on how I could make the next chapter interesting,
I planned for the next chapter to be "the date" chapter so if you have any ideas for making that interesting please share them.
'Love and Peace'