Disclaimer: I don't own Trigun at all, wish I did though. They are owned by
Yasuhiro Nightow, Young King Ours, and Madhouse. I do own Jacob though.
A/N: Dun dun dun! I finally wrote the last chapter! I had an extreme creative and writer's block. I blame school! Anyway, on with the fic! Some fluffiness, though the fluff is quite angsty. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 5: Please Remember Me
It had been a week, a wonderful week for Meryl. She had been surrounded by her closest friends, which she had missed while she was gone. They had shared stories of what they had done while they were separated. Meryl had gotten fired from several bars for punching guys' unconscious for hitting on her. Everyone had laughed at this, seeing it fit Meryl completely. Vash had been taking care of Knives and "Eden" for the longest time. Millie and Jacob had been working on the orphanage and setting up a room for their future addition. They had reminisced about their travels, sharing laughs at Vash's antics and tears when remembering Wolfwood. All had gone well. Meryl felt like she couldn't be happier.
Though now she found herself locked in her room sniffling upon her bed. 'I don't want things to go back to the way they were when he left. He'll forget about us and won't come back, I know it,' Meryl thought to herself. Vash was leaving to go back to "Eden". He said Knives would need him. 'Why does he care so much about Knives anyway? Knives doesn't care about him!' Meryl thought, frustrated. 'How could anyone care about Knives? He tried to kill Vash! How could he care? .' She thought, sulking, 'Because his heart is too pure to hate.' She heard her mind answer. She curled up into a ball, pitying herself.
She heard a knock upon the door to her room. Her lip trembled as she heard Vash speak. "M-Meryl, can I come in? Are you okay?" He said as he rapped upon the door again. "Come in, Vash," answered Meryl in a voice barely audible. The door creaked open slowly as Vash peeked into the room. "Meryl, I'm going to be leaving soon.. So I came to say goodbye." said Vash as he tread into he room softly as he could; though his boots clunked upon the wooden floorboards. Meryl glanced up at him before burying her face back into her arms.
"Why do you have to leave? Why go back to Knives?" Meryl cried as tears began to trickle down her face. She attempted to hold them back, but failed. Vash sat beside her on the bed where she sulked. He laid his arm upon her shoulder.
"I have to, Meryl," He whispered. "Knives still isn't well." She looked up at him, wiping the tears staining her cheeks away.
" I know.I-I just don't understand how he can hate you. And how you can still care about him, even if he is you're brother." She trailed off.
"It's just how I am, Meryl," Vash replied. "I just can't explain it." She leaned into his chest, still praying he might change his mind. He wrapped his arms around her small form and held her close. He rocked her a bit, as one would to console a child. He felt her relax in his arms. "Please remember me." She whispered looking away from him, ashamed of her emotions. She hated being so softhearted, uncontrolling of her emotions.
"I promise. I'll be back," He whispered back as he kissed the top of her head, "Don't worry. Goodbye, Meryl, see you again soon." And with that he hugged her tight. He rose up from the bedside. Meryl uncurled herself, grabbing his sleeve quickly, tugging him toward her. He couched down slightly, looking at her puzzlingly. She kissed him lightly upon the cheek. "Goodbye, Vash, see you again soon," she repeated back. She let go of his sleeve and he rose again, treading out of the room. She stood up and followed him outside. She leaned back upon the house as she stood upon the porch; the same way she had done so many months ago. Except this time, a small smile played upon her lips as she watched the tall blonde man in the long red coat walk into the desert.
"Goodbye Mr. Vash! Come back soon! And in time to meet Wolfwood's child!" Millie called out, waving vigorously.
"I will Millie! Goodbye! Bye Jacob!" Vash called back.
"See ya, Vash!" Jacob yelled back. They watched Vash walk until he was a small speck. The same that they had seen him the day he had returned. In the same place where they had seen the Humanoid Typhoon return and the same place they would see him return again. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* So.. How'd you like it? Huh? I tried to make it as R&R! See ya soon!
A/N: Dun dun dun! I finally wrote the last chapter! I had an extreme creative and writer's block. I blame school! Anyway, on with the fic! Some fluffiness, though the fluff is quite angsty. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 5: Please Remember Me
It had been a week, a wonderful week for Meryl. She had been surrounded by her closest friends, which she had missed while she was gone. They had shared stories of what they had done while they were separated. Meryl had gotten fired from several bars for punching guys' unconscious for hitting on her. Everyone had laughed at this, seeing it fit Meryl completely. Vash had been taking care of Knives and "Eden" for the longest time. Millie and Jacob had been working on the orphanage and setting up a room for their future addition. They had reminisced about their travels, sharing laughs at Vash's antics and tears when remembering Wolfwood. All had gone well. Meryl felt like she couldn't be happier.
Though now she found herself locked in her room sniffling upon her bed. 'I don't want things to go back to the way they were when he left. He'll forget about us and won't come back, I know it,' Meryl thought to herself. Vash was leaving to go back to "Eden". He said Knives would need him. 'Why does he care so much about Knives anyway? Knives doesn't care about him!' Meryl thought, frustrated. 'How could anyone care about Knives? He tried to kill Vash! How could he care? .' She thought, sulking, 'Because his heart is too pure to hate.' She heard her mind answer. She curled up into a ball, pitying herself.
She heard a knock upon the door to her room. Her lip trembled as she heard Vash speak. "M-Meryl, can I come in? Are you okay?" He said as he rapped upon the door again. "Come in, Vash," answered Meryl in a voice barely audible. The door creaked open slowly as Vash peeked into the room. "Meryl, I'm going to be leaving soon.. So I came to say goodbye." said Vash as he tread into he room softly as he could; though his boots clunked upon the wooden floorboards. Meryl glanced up at him before burying her face back into her arms.
"Why do you have to leave? Why go back to Knives?" Meryl cried as tears began to trickle down her face. She attempted to hold them back, but failed. Vash sat beside her on the bed where she sulked. He laid his arm upon her shoulder.
"I have to, Meryl," He whispered. "Knives still isn't well." She looked up at him, wiping the tears staining her cheeks away.
" I know.I-I just don't understand how he can hate you. And how you can still care about him, even if he is you're brother." She trailed off.
"It's just how I am, Meryl," Vash replied. "I just can't explain it." She leaned into his chest, still praying he might change his mind. He wrapped his arms around her small form and held her close. He rocked her a bit, as one would to console a child. He felt her relax in his arms. "Please remember me." She whispered looking away from him, ashamed of her emotions. She hated being so softhearted, uncontrolling of her emotions.
"I promise. I'll be back," He whispered back as he kissed the top of her head, "Don't worry. Goodbye, Meryl, see you again soon." And with that he hugged her tight. He rose up from the bedside. Meryl uncurled herself, grabbing his sleeve quickly, tugging him toward her. He couched down slightly, looking at her puzzlingly. She kissed him lightly upon the cheek. "Goodbye, Vash, see you again soon," she repeated back. She let go of his sleeve and he rose again, treading out of the room. She stood up and followed him outside. She leaned back upon the house as she stood upon the porch; the same way she had done so many months ago. Except this time, a small smile played upon her lips as she watched the tall blonde man in the long red coat walk into the desert.
"Goodbye Mr. Vash! Come back soon! And in time to meet Wolfwood's child!" Millie called out, waving vigorously.
"I will Millie! Goodbye! Bye Jacob!" Vash called back.
"See ya, Vash!" Jacob yelled back. They watched Vash walk until he was a small speck. The same that they had seen him the day he had returned. In the same place where they had seen the Humanoid Typhoon return and the same place they would see him return again. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* So.. How'd you like it? Huh? I tried to make it as R&R! See ya soon!
