Yay! I'm finally sixteen years old. Yesterday was my birthday and I didn't have time to do any writing. Arigato for everyone who reviewed:
Dragon of Sesshomaru- Great! I really hope you enjoy it!
blackman- Lol, no, I'm not sexually frustrated. Meryl's hormones are just a bit whacked for now. I just have a riot of a time writing about this kind of stuff.
BleedingEdge- I'm hurryin'!
Pyro- Yeah, Vash is so sexy…(sigh). I wish I could transport myself into the anime and eliminate Meryl so Vash could be all mine and if I can't, there's always Knives if he's agreeable…
KeNsHiNs GuRl- I know, I'm sweating…I'm just joking. I know what you mean. I wish I were in Meryl's position though.
vashluver1- Heheheheheheheh, got ya!
Kawaiibabe14- So that's what it means. It is a cute word for cute. I don't think Knives will be raping Meryl. She's a black belt in karate but then again Knives is very strong…(turns on fan)…so who knows what will happen…these stories are so unpredictable…
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Me: Okay! Disclaimer time! Who wants to do it? (Miroku from Inuyasha appears out of nowhere)
Miroku: I'll do it my love.
Knives: (starts twitching)
Me: Wow! Thanks!
Disclaimer (by Miroku): This lovely young woman claims that she "doesn't own Trigun or any of its characters."
Me: Lovely job Miroku!
Miroku: Thank you very much. So I heard it was your birthday yesterday. Well, it just so happens I have a gift for you.
Me (gets all starry-eyed): Really?! Tell me, tell me, tell me!!!
Miroku: Finish this chapter and I'll tell you.
Me: Must finish chapter, must finish chapter…
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Chapter 8: Seaside Retreat
It was 3:30 p.m. when Meryl arrived at her house. She had stayed back a bit to get her work from her fifth period class since Vash took her away for that rendezvous. Meryl sat on her bed and pondered about their little make out session. For one moment, she had thought they were going to have sex. A small part of her wished that they had done it right then and there, but what was the glory of having your first time in a closet? Meryl sighed and shook her head. Vash is quite the conniving idiot, she mused.
Vash said that he would pick her up at her house at six o'clock. Meryl padded across her room and opened a door. Inside the room was her whole wardrobe. She ruffled through the many dresses and skirts that she had. Not to fancy, not to frilly…ah hah! Perfect. Meryl took out a knee-length pale pink dress. It was pretty and light. The short, triangular sleeves and ruffled bottom would be flirty. Next, she picked out a metallic colored sandal with a two-inch heel. She laid her clothes on her bed and decided to do some homework to kill time.
When the five o'clock hour came around the corner, Meryl went to take a shower. Once she was fully dried, she brushed her hair and sat in front of her vanity. She fingered the cosmetics a bit and decided to go really light with the make-up. Meryl put on some lip gloss and a faint tinge of blush. Damn, that's a lot of make-up. You're so pathetic… Finally, she put on her dress and grabbed a tiny clutch to go with the whole picture. She checked herself once in the mirror and went downstairs.
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"My, my, my. You look gorgeous Meryl," said Mrs. Stryfe. Mr. Stryfe looked up from his newspaper and smiled.
"You look like an angel baby," said Mr. Stryfe. Meryl blushed at their comments.
"Thanks," said Meryl.
"Where's Vash taking you?" asked Mrs. Stryfe.
"I don't know. All he said was that he was going to take me out to dinner with two other friends," said Meryl.
"See I told you Edward. I told you that in about a week they would be dating," said Mrs. Stryfe.
"Yes, you were right dear. You're always right," said Mr. Stryfe in a bored tone. When it was 5:55 p.m., the doorbell rang, Meryl jumped out of her seat.
"I'll get it!" she practically shouted before her mother could reach the door. That was close, thought Meryl. She opened the door and slightly gaped. Oh…my…god, was all Meryl could think. There was Vash in all of his hotness glory.
"Hello Meryl. You look absolutely beautiful," said Vash and he took her hand and kissed it. Meryl blushed deeply. He gave her a single red rose. This one surpassed the beauty of the rose Knives gave her because this rose was from Vash.
"Thank you," said Meryl.
"Well we better be off," and Vash took Meryl by the hand.
"Bye," said Meryl.
"Have fun dear," said Mrs. Stryfe. "Make sure you don't get a bun in the oven!" Meryl nearly tripped when she heard her mother say that.
"MOM!!! God, you're so embarrassing!"
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"So where are we going?" asked Meryl. Wolfwood, who was driving, grinned mysteriously into the rearview mirror.
"It's a surprise," said Wolfwood.
"Milly, do you know where we're going?" asked Meryl.
"Not a clue," said Milly, who was sitting up front with Wolfwood.
"Vash?" Meryl glanced towards him and Vash shrugged.
"Sorry babe, can't tell ya," said Vash. Meryl leaned towards Vash and rested her head in the crook of his neck.
"Why?" pouted Meryl. She placed open-mouthed kisses against his neck. Horny wench, thought Vash. He was so tempted to tell her.
"B-because," Vash slightly stuttered.
"Because why?" asked Meryl. Her fingers found their way inside of Vash's shirt. Vash closed his eyes, trying to regain any control of the situation at hand. He opened his mouth but no words came out. "I'm waiting for my answer."
"We're g-goin-"
"Meryl! Stop it. Leave Vash alone," scolded Wolfwood.
"Shut up Wolfie!" growled Vash. It was already too late. Meryl backed off and kept to her side.
"What the hell did you just call me?" said Wolfwood. Vash saw his eyebrow twitching.
"Eh-heh heh, nothing!" said Vash cheekily. Fifteen minutes later, Wolfwood pulled into a driveway to a beach house.
Wow! Whose house is this?" asked Milly.
"This is my Aunt and Uncle's house," said Wolfwood. "They let us have the place for tonight so we could have dinner on the beach." Meryl and Milly gasped.
"That is so romantic," sighed Meryl.
"Yeah," said Milly. Once Wolfwood parked the car, they helped their dates out and led them through the back. When they reached the beach, Meryl took in a deep breath of fresh salt air. The sight was beautiful. There was only the slightest of breezes and the weather was calm. The sun was just sinking below the horizon and she saw a table for four covered in a white silk tablecloth. In the middle of a the table was a candelabra with five candles.
"Is that where we're eating?" asked Meryl.
"Mmm-hmm," said Vash. Meryl took off her sandals and wiggled her toes in the sand. The two men escorted their dates to the table and took out their seats. Once they sat down, Vash and Wolfwood sat across from Meryl and Milly.
"So who's cooking?" asked Milly. Just as she finished her question, a man dressed in a chef's outfit walked out of the house and towards the foursome.
"Good evening Monsieurs et Mademoiselles. My name is Chef Guilliame. I will be your host tonight. We will start off with a light Caesar salad. Zen we will zerve roasted chicken with lemon and herbs, French scalloped potatoes, and shrimp with curry sauce. For dessert, we have crème brûlée" Guilliame looked at Wolfwood. "Would you like anything to drink Monsieur?" asked Guilliame.
"A beer please," said Wolfwood. Guilliame raised an eyebrow.
"You are not old enough to drink Monsieur, uh, Wolfwood, oui?" said Guilliame.
"Yeah," sighed Wolfwood. Heck, it was worth a try. "A soda then please."
"Same for me," said Vash.
"I would like some English tea please," said Milly.
"Okay, and you Mademoiselle?"
"Je voudrais un verre d'eau," said Meryl. Vash, Wolfwood, and Milly had confused expressions on their faces. Guilliame looked happy.
"Tu parles français?" asked Guilliame.
"Oui Monsieur. C'est sympathique parler français avec autre personne," said Meryl. "Tu regardes ce garcon avant de moi?" Meryl said, pointing to Vash. Poor Vash. He's so confused, thought Meryl.
"Oui," said Guilliame.
"Il s'appelle Vash Saverem," said Meryl.
"Ah, tu aimes Vash?" asked Guilliame. Meryl giggled.
"Oui, j'aime Vash," said Meryl.
"You are boyfriend and girlfriend?" Guilliame asked, reverting back to English.
"Yes," said Meryl.
"Well, I'll be back with your orders and ze food will be finished in a few minutes," and Guilliame made his way back to the house.
"You were talking about me weren't you," said Vash.
"Uh huh," said Meryl.
"What were you talking about?" asked Vash nicely.
"Something," Meryl said. She loved messing with his mind.
"C'mon, what did you say?" whined Vash.
"Oh brother, what a baby," muttered Wolfwood.
"Shut up," Vash said and punched Wolfwood in the shoulder. Wolfwood punched Vash back and they both stood up and tried to wrestle each other to the ground.
"Enough you two! You guys are going to get sand everywhere!" scolded Meryl. The two boys sat down angrily and crossed their arms.
"Whose the baby this time?" said Vash.
"I said enough," Meryl said sternly. "Now, are you still interested in what I have to say?" Vash nodded.
"I said…come closer." Vash leaned forward and Meryl whispered it in his ear. He nearly had a heart attack.
"You said what?!" exclaimed Vash.
"What did she say?" asked Wolfwood, getting excited.
"She said that I was a sex machine!" said Vash.
"I was just kidding!" said Meryl. I shouldn't have said that… "Jeez, can't you take a joke?" Meryl asked exasperatedly. "All I told him was that your name was Vash and that I liked you."
"Oh thank god," said Vash, grabbing his chest. Dinner went by quickly. It was absolutely delicious. The food was wonderful and they all had a great time. While they were relaxing, Guilliame came out with another man who was carrying a guitar.
"What's this?" asked Wolfwood.
"Courtesy of ze Madame of ze house," said Guilliame. "Zis is Monsieur Estéban and 'e will be entertaining you with 'is music." Estéban sat down on a stool and began strumming on the guitar.
"Any requests from the Señors or Señoritas?" asked Estéban.
"Anything romantic," said Vash. Meryl looked at Vash. When Estéban started playing, Vash got up. "Would you like to dance?" asked Vash.
"I'd love to," said Meryl. She got up and they walked a little ways off. The sound of the guitar was deep and intimate and they gently swayed with the music. Wolfwood and Milly watched them for a while.
"I've never seen Vash so happy before," said Wolfwood.
"You're right. Meryl's really changed him," commented Milly.
"I wonder if Vash or Meryl realize it yet," Wolfwood said thoughtfully.
"Realize what?" asked Milly.
"That they're in love," said Wolfwood. Milly laughed softly.
"I don't think so," said Milly. Wolfwood stood up and offered Milly his hand.
"Dance with me love?" asked Wolfwood. Milly blushed when he called her 'love'.
"I'd love to darling," said Milly
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Meryl wrapped her arms around Vash's neck tightly. She sighed. This week had been really stressful. It was wonderful to just spend some time with Vash. Vash… He was her savior. She couldn't imagine how she could have lived all this time before meeting Vash. Vash gave her life so much meaning. He was the reason for everything that she did.
"Vash?" Meryl whispered.
"Hmm?"
"Why do you have to be so wonderful?" Vash chuckled.
"Because I'm damn sexy," he replied. Meryl laughed.
"C'mon, be serious," said Meryl. Vash thought for a moment.
"Because you make me want to be wonderful," said Vash. He looked down into her gray eyes. "You make me want to be more than I'll ever be." Vash gently captured her lips. "Words can't describe how I feel about you," he murmured. Meryl pulled back and cupped his cheek.
"You're so sweet," said Meryl. She pressed her lips against his and continued dancing.
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It was nine o'clock when Meryl arrived back at her house. Wolfwood and Milly were still in the car. Meryl went over to the driver's side and signaled Wolfwood to roll down the window.
"What's up?" asked Wolfwood.
"I just wanted to say thank you for doing all of this." Meryl slightly hesitated at first but proceeded in giving Wolfwood a kiss on the cheek. Wolfwood lightly blushed. He didn't deny the fact that Meryl was beautiful. If he'd never met Milly before, he would probably be fighting Vash for Meryl. But he was more than happy to have Milly as his girl and wouldn't trade her for anyone in the world. "Please tell your Aunt and Uncle that I said thank you," said Meryl.
"No problem," said Wolfwood.
"Well good night you guys," and Meryl walked with Vash to her door. Before Meryl entered her house, she turned to Vash. She grasped his hand in hers and placed it on the small of her back. Then she wrapped her arms around his back. "I had a lovely time tonight." Vash captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Meryl returned the kiss with equal force. Back in the car, Wolfwood had to look away.
"Ugh, disgusting," muttered Wolfwood.
"Excuse me Nick. We were doing the exact same thing at the bus stop not too long ago," said Milly. Wolfwood chuckled.
"I take that back. So why don't we take advantage of this and have a little make-out session of our own?" Milly giggled and Wolfwood pressed his lips against hers.
Finally Vash and Meryl had to break their kiss to gulp in some air. He pressed his forehead against hers. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me," said Vash.
"Me too," said Meryl. She glanced back over to the car to see Wolfwood and Milly in a heated kissing session. "You better hurry on back to the car before they get a bit out of control." Vash looked over Meryl and made a sound of disgust.
"I'll see you on Monday," said Vash and he gave her one last kiss.
"See ya," said Meryl and went inside the house.
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Meryl's POV
Thank god my parents went to bed early. I didn't feel like explaining to them how my date went. I wanted to keep it to myself for now. When I went to my bedroom, I took out my pajamas. I took a quick shower again and changed into them. As I pulled the covers over me, I began to think about my feelings for Vash.
Every time I'm with Vash, I feel like I'm in heaven. Vash is never far from my thoughts. I have a hard time concentrating on my studies because of him. It's so weird. I daydream about what a life with Vash would be like. I imagine having a house of our own and having our child running around in the garden. I smiled at the thought. Our child. Before, I never, ever wanted to have a child. I didn't think I'd be a good mother. But what I realized was that it wasn't because of that. I was worried that I would have a child with the wrong person. If I were to have a child, I wanted the father to love and care for him or her just as I would do so too. Such mature thoughts for a teenager, I thought.
It was true. I've always been that way. It was hard trying to grow up and think like a child when I was one. I guess it's just the way I've been brought up. I had to be more mature than my age group. My family's image depended on it and I didn't want to ruin it. I knew of many wealthy families whose children were the wild and party hardy types of people. I didn't want to be that way and my parents were proud of me.
Suddenly it all becomes clear. I think it's the right thing. My eyes widened at the realization. Could it be? How could it be? You've only known him for what, a mere three weeks? How else can I explain it? With that thought, I decided to listen with my heart. I think I'm in love with Vash Saverem…
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Me: Okay Miroku! What's my gift?
Miroku (gives that sensual smile): It's more like a request, but I'm sure you'll like it anyway.
Me: Oh, okay! (Meryl, Milly, Vash, Wolfwood, Legato, and Knives gather around)
Miroku (grasps my hand) (Knives starts growling): I give you the gift of…
Me: Yes?
Miroku: Baring my twenty children.
Me (falls down anime style): GAH!!! Uh Miroku, isn't that Sango's job?
Everyone: WTF?!?!?!?
Knives (starts up his angel arm): Get your ass outta here!
Everyone: O.O' Oh shit…
Miroku (sweat drop): Umm… good-bye! (magically disappears back into Inuyasha)
Knives (calms down): Stupid lecher…
Everyone: Whew…
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I hope my French was pretty accurate. All Meryl did was ask for a glass of water and the rest is pretty explanatory in the story. If you still need help, I'll translate the parts you don't understand.
Y'all know what to do!