Hey guys sorry for the long delay. I've been very busy lately.
Hey guys my b-day is on the 24 so please review for me.
Greenalice- Hey thanks for the review I'm glad you like it. Also thanks for proofreading my story. It's no problem, I mess up with spelling and stuff like that A LOT!! I feel sorry for my teachers sometimes when they correct my work.
vegetassj4jj- Hey glad you still liked it. Yeah it wasn't as exciting but the cat comes into play later. -cries my smiley face didn't show up. That's my trademark what am I supposed to do now- I still say that's a neat name there.
Carri- Hey glad you love it so far. Hmmm I wonder what the pairings are -sly look- Only I know. Hehe you have the same name as my cousin. -pretend this is a smiley face darn u fanfiction!!!-
CryingOverWill- I hate being banned I think the people who use report abuse should go find something better to do with their life. Thanks for the review.
Anyways on with the chapter- oh and there's going to be some action soon.
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The bright morning sun gently cast its light upon the tiny white house and through a small window that led to a bare bedroom. The sleeping occupant groaned lightly and tried to turn away momentarily forgetting about the arm that was still restrained to the bed.
Groaning again he pulled the covers over his head vowing to destroy this house as soon as he got free.
The door slowly opened as a brown headed face snuck a look in. "Pssst. Pssst. Hey are you awake yet?"
Giving a defeated look she wondered what to do next. For sure he had to be awake by now. Smiling Millie slowly opened the door ignoring the groans of protest that it gave.
Slowly, quiet like a mouse Millie lifted her left leg up high and slowly brought it down on the floor boards.
Grinning at her plan she executed it flawlessly. Or that was until the floor decided to give her away. As she lowered a foot on it the floor groaned.
Petrified Millie stood still and stared at the shrouded body. Wiping a brow she turned around and stared at the mutinous floor. How dare such a thing betray her like that. Getting to her knees she stuck her face right to it. "Bad floor. You stay quiet. Do you understand?"
Getting no response Millie quickly nodded and stood ready to sneak up to the bed again.
Millie slowly, painfully slowly for Knives, continued up to the side of the bed. Stopping every now and then to shake a finger at the floor which decided to try to betray her again.
Placing her face right next to the shrouded head she whispered, "Hey. Are. You. Awake?" Gently she started to poke at the shrouded head.
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Knives had heard the door open and the persistent squealy voice but he had decided to ignore it. Heck he had even ignored the whole pretending to sneak up to him. Though he had to admit it was kind of funny. Never before had he thought that a spider could be funny but the whole 'I'm the boss of you' to a floor did make him lightly chuckle.
Still he chose to not respond to the girl. Even when she made it to his bed he did not move. Silently he prayed that she would go away and leave him alone.
Or at least until she started to poke at him. The first two pokes were ok, they both landed at the top of his head but now they were getting annoying.
The long thin finger poked at his forehead. Then to his neck, then to his chin.
'At least no where critical' Knives thought as he slightly yawned. Or should it be try to yawn. A long finger went right into his mouth as another found his eye. 'Damn Spider' he thought as his left eye stung. That had hurt a lot.
With his mind's eye he visualized himself rubbing the pained eye in hopes of making it feel better. However on the outside he laid perfectly still hoping that the slight groans of pain would be heard and heeded. If only she would stop poking him.
Knives closed his eyes to protect them from the unrelenting attack. He lay there as the fingers kept up. Until sweet stillness came over the blanket. Slowly, almost reluctantly, he opened an eye. After all what if this was the calm before the storm.
Still feeling no movement from the other side Knives began to smile gleefully. Sighing he relaxed. After all he figured that the spider girl must have stopped the poking.
Or at least until the blanketed finger went up his nose.
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Giggling Millie picked up the poking storm. Laughing hard she fell to the floor. It was just so funny watching the man squirm around trying to keep away from the persistent, annoying fingers.
"Hey sleepy head after breakfast I'm taking you on a walk. After all fresh air will do you a lot of good." Smiling she got up and half skipped out of the room.
Sighing Knives relaxed as he heard the door close. Finally peace and quiet.
Or so he thought as he felt two small creatures jump up on the bed. Peering over the blanket he rolled his eyes as the tiny white cat curled up on Knives feet and the small black dog pounced on the stomach.
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Vash downed another mug of beer. Sighing he ordered another round. Exhausted he laid his head down on the bar.
A slightly overweight bartender smiled sweetly as she laid another mug beside the blond headed man. He seemed to have more on his mind then normal. Maybe an argument with that Meryl girl. Giggling like a schoolgirl the bartender glanced at a mirror that resided across the room. Heck she would scoop him up. Fixing her bun she straitened her shoulders and slowly paraded to the other side of the room, careful to every now and then show off her grace and beauty.
Sighing Vash buried his face within his arms. If he had to see her shake that butt one more time in his face. Oh what the heck what could he do about it? Vash was tired, he was tired of the heat, he was tired of watching over his brother. But most of all he was tired of Meryl's nagging about his speed, his drinking, his brother. Sighing again he turned his beautiful eyes to the mug.
A small drip of water slowly ran down the clear mug leaving a small trail behind it. The foamy layer above the bright yellow liquid was slowly going down.
Slowly Vash's right hand extended out to the mug. With one finger he carefully caught the next drip. Holding it close to his face he could see the remarkable beauty that this one drop held. Right now the drop shone of the red, blue and purple that were across from him in the room.
'If only Knives could see this beauty.' If only he could see and understand that in such a deserted place there was true beauty.
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Millie drug the relenting Knives out the front door and down the tiny two steps. "Come on you'll have a lot of fun I promise."
Knives stared at her disbelievingly, there was no way in hell that he was going to go with her. "Let go of me spider. I do not want to go with you." Knives pulled harder and harder.
Millie sighed exparasitly, "Fine," she let go of his hands watching him fall to the ground, "Stay and help Meryl with the dishes then. I'm going for a walk." Turning she slowly started to walk away watching over her shoulder. The entire time a sly smile was on her face.
'Three, two, one.'
"Humph, fine I'll come with you." Knives really did not feel like doing dishes after all. 'Maybe this will work to my advantage. I'll get to find the best escape route.'
Millie silently cheered as she calmly nodded her head. Well sort of calmly, at least calmly for her. Millie jumped up and down and nodded her head. Grabbing Knives hand she dragged him along.
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Meryl sighed as she entered the bar. It was the last place that she had to check. Ever since Millie had left with Knives Meryl had been on the hunt for Vash. There was something wrong with him. She had made doughnuts and he had declined. Never, as long as she had known him, did she ever see him decline a chance to eat doughnuts.
Something was up with him and she was bound and determined to find out what was wrong.
Meryl pushed through the wooden swinging doors (A/n think old western movies). There she saw him laying his head on the bar staring at something across the room. Cocking her head to the side Meryl tried to follow his aqua eyes.
Past the table, past the card game, past two drunks that had past out at their table and to the bartender. The same bartender that bent over staring into Vash's eyes as she picked up a few scattered napkins. The same bartender that winked and blew a kiss to Vash.
Looking back at Vash she ralized that a slight smile had come to his face and he was mouthing words. Quickly her eyes went back to the bartender. 'To her! That was why he did not want doughnuts!!'
Growling Meryl strode over angrily to the man that lay staring at the bar. Grabbing a empty mug she raised it over his head and smacked him with it. Without another word she turned and left the now barely conscious man to think about what he had done.
---(A/n This is going back to before Meryl walked into the bar and after she hit him on the head)
Vash stared at fly on the wall. It was just so beautiful. He was awestruck at how the green reflected in the sun. Maybe it was the green back of the fly, or the troubles that he had to face now, or the fact that he had just drank six beers but for some reason that fly was entrancing. Nothing could pull Vash from it.
Smiling slightly he whispered, 'Little fly on the wall why do you look so beautiful. Maybe I can catch you and let Knives see the beauty within you.'
Waves of nausea ran up Vash's spine. Suddenly not feeling well, Vash tried desperately to stand, but was unable to make his body respond. 'I think I drank too much.'
Little did he know that was the least of his problems. For heard a light growl then felt something being thrown at him then was encountered by darkness.
The fellow bar patrons just sat and watched the tall man get knocked out by a short woman. Questions entered their minds of what did such a gentle person, a man loved by all that never killed the flies that pestered him, do to deserve such a whacking.
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Millie dragged the once again relenting Knives towards the local tavern. "This is the best place for pudding."
"Come on that's what you said about the other five places. If you give me one more bite of pudding I'll burn all of the pudding in the world." Jerking he tried to pull away. But Millie's grasp had turned to iron.
Millie pushed open the doors just in time to see Meryl hit Vash with the glass and turn to leave. The entire scene before her seemed to not even faze her. Millie calmly walked up to the bar right next to the knocked out man and ask for pudding.
Knives sighed as he sat beside his sleeping brother. How could he stand these people and this void land.
Millie sat smacking on her pudding. So far she had gotten Knives to eat two more bites, much to Knives dismay. Why was he so weak when he was around her. For some reason Knives had walked from the door to the bar and sat down. Heck that was his one chance of leaving. But something deep within him kept him from leaving.
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"Help me please someone!" The frantic voice seemed to speed towards the bar. The wooden doors swung open as a tall thin man in a grey suit stood there gasping. "Help me please!"
Vash slowly opened his eyes and glanced around. What had happened? Suddenly the events began to unfold before his eyes as he remember being clobbered for staring at a fly.
The man shouted again, "Oh please you have to help me someone. Please!" Urgency rang in his voice.
Vash jumped up and grabbed his head. 'Oh God how that hurts.' He thought, not only was the alcohol taking effect but the clobbering had not made it any better. "If you don't shout I'll help you" moaned a desperate man in serious pain.
"Abbi, my only daughter, has been kidnapped. Please you have to help. Their threatening to kill her by nightfall. She hasn't done a thing wrong. How can she? She's only two."
Vash forgot about his pain as he stared at the man before him. Who would do such a thing especially to such a tiny child. Rem's face flashed before his eyes. "Don't worry me and my brother will help."
Knives stared at his twin brother as though he was insane. Him help spiders, ridiculous. Never would he help them. Never.
Millie nodded and ran for the house. Meryl would want to know right away about this.
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Ok so the real fun starts in the next chapter. Um sorry if any parts were a little confusing or anything. Sorry if the chapter stunk I'm feeling really lousy today- stupid cold. Yeah so, uh, anyways please read and review.
Greenalice- Hey thanks for the review I'm glad you like it. Also thanks for proofreading my story. It's no problem, I mess up with spelling and stuff like that A LOT!! I feel sorry for my teachers sometimes when they correct my work.
vegetassj4jj- Hey glad you still liked it. Yeah it wasn't as exciting but the cat comes into play later. -cries my smiley face didn't show up. That's my trademark what am I supposed to do now- I still say that's a neat name there.
Carri- Hey glad you love it so far. Hmmm I wonder what the pairings are -sly look- Only I know. Hehe you have the same name as my cousin. -pretend this is a smiley face darn u fanfiction!!!-
CryingOverWill- I hate being banned I think the people who use report abuse should go find something better to do with their life. Thanks for the review.
Anyways on with the chapter- oh and there's going to be some action soon.
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The bright morning sun gently cast its light upon the tiny white house and through a small window that led to a bare bedroom. The sleeping occupant groaned lightly and tried to turn away momentarily forgetting about the arm that was still restrained to the bed.
Groaning again he pulled the covers over his head vowing to destroy this house as soon as he got free.
The door slowly opened as a brown headed face snuck a look in. "Pssst. Pssst. Hey are you awake yet?"
Giving a defeated look she wondered what to do next. For sure he had to be awake by now. Smiling Millie slowly opened the door ignoring the groans of protest that it gave.
Slowly, quiet like a mouse Millie lifted her left leg up high and slowly brought it down on the floor boards.
Grinning at her plan she executed it flawlessly. Or that was until the floor decided to give her away. As she lowered a foot on it the floor groaned.
Petrified Millie stood still and stared at the shrouded body. Wiping a brow she turned around and stared at the mutinous floor. How dare such a thing betray her like that. Getting to her knees she stuck her face right to it. "Bad floor. You stay quiet. Do you understand?"
Getting no response Millie quickly nodded and stood ready to sneak up to the bed again.
Millie slowly, painfully slowly for Knives, continued up to the side of the bed. Stopping every now and then to shake a finger at the floor which decided to try to betray her again.
Placing her face right next to the shrouded head she whispered, "Hey. Are. You. Awake?" Gently she started to poke at the shrouded head.
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Knives had heard the door open and the persistent squealy voice but he had decided to ignore it. Heck he had even ignored the whole pretending to sneak up to him. Though he had to admit it was kind of funny. Never before had he thought that a spider could be funny but the whole 'I'm the boss of you' to a floor did make him lightly chuckle.
Still he chose to not respond to the girl. Even when she made it to his bed he did not move. Silently he prayed that she would go away and leave him alone.
Or at least until she started to poke at him. The first two pokes were ok, they both landed at the top of his head but now they were getting annoying.
The long thin finger poked at his forehead. Then to his neck, then to his chin.
'At least no where critical' Knives thought as he slightly yawned. Or should it be try to yawn. A long finger went right into his mouth as another found his eye. 'Damn Spider' he thought as his left eye stung. That had hurt a lot.
With his mind's eye he visualized himself rubbing the pained eye in hopes of making it feel better. However on the outside he laid perfectly still hoping that the slight groans of pain would be heard and heeded. If only she would stop poking him.
Knives closed his eyes to protect them from the unrelenting attack. He lay there as the fingers kept up. Until sweet stillness came over the blanket. Slowly, almost reluctantly, he opened an eye. After all what if this was the calm before the storm.
Still feeling no movement from the other side Knives began to smile gleefully. Sighing he relaxed. After all he figured that the spider girl must have stopped the poking.
Or at least until the blanketed finger went up his nose.
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Giggling Millie picked up the poking storm. Laughing hard she fell to the floor. It was just so funny watching the man squirm around trying to keep away from the persistent, annoying fingers.
"Hey sleepy head after breakfast I'm taking you on a walk. After all fresh air will do you a lot of good." Smiling she got up and half skipped out of the room.
Sighing Knives relaxed as he heard the door close. Finally peace and quiet.
Or so he thought as he felt two small creatures jump up on the bed. Peering over the blanket he rolled his eyes as the tiny white cat curled up on Knives feet and the small black dog pounced on the stomach.
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Vash downed another mug of beer. Sighing he ordered another round. Exhausted he laid his head down on the bar.
A slightly overweight bartender smiled sweetly as she laid another mug beside the blond headed man. He seemed to have more on his mind then normal. Maybe an argument with that Meryl girl. Giggling like a schoolgirl the bartender glanced at a mirror that resided across the room. Heck she would scoop him up. Fixing her bun she straitened her shoulders and slowly paraded to the other side of the room, careful to every now and then show off her grace and beauty.
Sighing Vash buried his face within his arms. If he had to see her shake that butt one more time in his face. Oh what the heck what could he do about it? Vash was tired, he was tired of the heat, he was tired of watching over his brother. But most of all he was tired of Meryl's nagging about his speed, his drinking, his brother. Sighing again he turned his beautiful eyes to the mug.
A small drip of water slowly ran down the clear mug leaving a small trail behind it. The foamy layer above the bright yellow liquid was slowly going down.
Slowly Vash's right hand extended out to the mug. With one finger he carefully caught the next drip. Holding it close to his face he could see the remarkable beauty that this one drop held. Right now the drop shone of the red, blue and purple that were across from him in the room.
'If only Knives could see this beauty.' If only he could see and understand that in such a deserted place there was true beauty.
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Millie drug the relenting Knives out the front door and down the tiny two steps. "Come on you'll have a lot of fun I promise."
Knives stared at her disbelievingly, there was no way in hell that he was going to go with her. "Let go of me spider. I do not want to go with you." Knives pulled harder and harder.
Millie sighed exparasitly, "Fine," she let go of his hands watching him fall to the ground, "Stay and help Meryl with the dishes then. I'm going for a walk." Turning she slowly started to walk away watching over her shoulder. The entire time a sly smile was on her face.
'Three, two, one.'
"Humph, fine I'll come with you." Knives really did not feel like doing dishes after all. 'Maybe this will work to my advantage. I'll get to find the best escape route.'
Millie silently cheered as she calmly nodded her head. Well sort of calmly, at least calmly for her. Millie jumped up and down and nodded her head. Grabbing Knives hand she dragged him along.
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Meryl sighed as she entered the bar. It was the last place that she had to check. Ever since Millie had left with Knives Meryl had been on the hunt for Vash. There was something wrong with him. She had made doughnuts and he had declined. Never, as long as she had known him, did she ever see him decline a chance to eat doughnuts.
Something was up with him and she was bound and determined to find out what was wrong.
Meryl pushed through the wooden swinging doors (A/n think old western movies). There she saw him laying his head on the bar staring at something across the room. Cocking her head to the side Meryl tried to follow his aqua eyes.
Past the table, past the card game, past two drunks that had past out at their table and to the bartender. The same bartender that bent over staring into Vash's eyes as she picked up a few scattered napkins. The same bartender that winked and blew a kiss to Vash.
Looking back at Vash she ralized that a slight smile had come to his face and he was mouthing words. Quickly her eyes went back to the bartender. 'To her! That was why he did not want doughnuts!!'
Growling Meryl strode over angrily to the man that lay staring at the bar. Grabbing a empty mug she raised it over his head and smacked him with it. Without another word she turned and left the now barely conscious man to think about what he had done.
---(A/n This is going back to before Meryl walked into the bar and after she hit him on the head)
Vash stared at fly on the wall. It was just so beautiful. He was awestruck at how the green reflected in the sun. Maybe it was the green back of the fly, or the troubles that he had to face now, or the fact that he had just drank six beers but for some reason that fly was entrancing. Nothing could pull Vash from it.
Smiling slightly he whispered, 'Little fly on the wall why do you look so beautiful. Maybe I can catch you and let Knives see the beauty within you.'
Waves of nausea ran up Vash's spine. Suddenly not feeling well, Vash tried desperately to stand, but was unable to make his body respond. 'I think I drank too much.'
Little did he know that was the least of his problems. For heard a light growl then felt something being thrown at him then was encountered by darkness.
The fellow bar patrons just sat and watched the tall man get knocked out by a short woman. Questions entered their minds of what did such a gentle person, a man loved by all that never killed the flies that pestered him, do to deserve such a whacking.
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Millie dragged the once again relenting Knives towards the local tavern. "This is the best place for pudding."
"Come on that's what you said about the other five places. If you give me one more bite of pudding I'll burn all of the pudding in the world." Jerking he tried to pull away. But Millie's grasp had turned to iron.
Millie pushed open the doors just in time to see Meryl hit Vash with the glass and turn to leave. The entire scene before her seemed to not even faze her. Millie calmly walked up to the bar right next to the knocked out man and ask for pudding.
Knives sighed as he sat beside his sleeping brother. How could he stand these people and this void land.
Millie sat smacking on her pudding. So far she had gotten Knives to eat two more bites, much to Knives dismay. Why was he so weak when he was around her. For some reason Knives had walked from the door to the bar and sat down. Heck that was his one chance of leaving. But something deep within him kept him from leaving.
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"Help me please someone!" The frantic voice seemed to speed towards the bar. The wooden doors swung open as a tall thin man in a grey suit stood there gasping. "Help me please!"
Vash slowly opened his eyes and glanced around. What had happened? Suddenly the events began to unfold before his eyes as he remember being clobbered for staring at a fly.
The man shouted again, "Oh please you have to help me someone. Please!" Urgency rang in his voice.
Vash jumped up and grabbed his head. 'Oh God how that hurts.' He thought, not only was the alcohol taking effect but the clobbering had not made it any better. "If you don't shout I'll help you" moaned a desperate man in serious pain.
"Abbi, my only daughter, has been kidnapped. Please you have to help. Their threatening to kill her by nightfall. She hasn't done a thing wrong. How can she? She's only two."
Vash forgot about his pain as he stared at the man before him. Who would do such a thing especially to such a tiny child. Rem's face flashed before his eyes. "Don't worry me and my brother will help."
Knives stared at his twin brother as though he was insane. Him help spiders, ridiculous. Never would he help them. Never.
Millie nodded and ran for the house. Meryl would want to know right away about this.
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Ok so the real fun starts in the next chapter. Um sorry if any parts were a little confusing or anything. Sorry if the chapter stunk I'm feeling really lousy today- stupid cold. Yeah so, uh, anyways please read and review.