Queen Emeraldis
Well, I decided about two years later, too to continue writing my story. It was complete random motivation, of which I have no idea where it came from. I apologize for not finishing it earlier. Sweat drop. Anyways then, back to the story.
- Disclaimer - I DO NOT OWN TRIGUN. Nor am I trying to! Darts into the bushes
Meryl lay in the bed she had slept in for many years now. 'Strange,' she thought, finding it nearly impossible to get comfortable. Tossing and turning, she couldn't break her thoughts from what had happened many minutes ago.
The same man keeping who caused her restlessness was dead asleep. His legs dangled over the end of the couch, twitching and spasming as he was seemingly dreaming away. She could catch him moaning, saying mundane things such as 'doughnuts' and 'fluffy sheets' .
She thought back to that moment.
"I'd like to sleep here tonight, all right?"
Meryl couldn't shake it from her head. Why would he feel the need to stay over? At first thought, she immediately assumed it was much more sheepish than what it seemed. But what puzzled her most is why he would break into a stifled sob? What about her would make him cry?
What was he thinking that would bring forth those tears?
'Dammit, why isn't she asleep yet?' Vash thought to himself. Pulling his famous sleeping act may have been something he's good at, but he grew impatient. Realizing that if he seemed restless, the girl might ease to sleep.
He couldn't believe he let himself slip. She wasn't supposed to hear him cry, he didn't want to bring any worry to her... 'Its so hard to hold it back,' he thought. He was so worried for her, so scared for her. Nothing bad can happen to her, he thought. Not another one, not another loss.
But especially her. He's encountered many people before, loosing all of them to death or sin. However, his heart pained when he thought of it happening to her. Something about her, something he couldn't quite understand. His mind boggled, he couldn't ever figure out how she worked. She was so instantanious, yet nothing she did was ever wasted. She was a very strong, very smart, and very cute...
Vash turned over, faking a snore. Having successfully ruffled his hair into his eyes, he thought now would be an okay time to study his surroundings. He opened his eyes very slightly, making very sure to hide the fact he was looking around.
He could barely hold back a jump when he saw what was right in front of him.
Meryl couldn't really believe what she was doing. 'This is surely just from lack of sleep or something,' she assumed, trying to comfort the thoughts plaguing her mind. She loomed bravely over the lanky male stretched out in front of her. She stood there staring, arms crossed, wearing nothing but a light white shirt and undergarnments.
"He's really a heavy sleeper," she whispered to herself. This made her smile. As dangerous as he seems to be with a gun, she couldn't help but find that him being curled up like a little boy was adorable. His hair was wispy thin, brushing along his face as he breathed steadily. Meryl reached out cautiously, and picked the hair off of his face. His jaw line was so defined and smooth, leading down to his slightly open mouth. His eyes fluttered slightly, startling Meryl and causing her to pull back.
'What the hell are you doing Meryl, get a hold of yourself.' Sickened with what she had just done, she walked over to the window. She leaned against the window sill and peaked outside.
Street lights flashed in vain. There were very few cars among the streets anymore. Never were there pedestrians taking their usual nightly walks. All of London lay still at night. That is, all except for the vamps that inherit the alleys and dark corners of the city.
Meryl shuddered, pushing her palm against the two holes on her neck.
"I'll never be like that, I'll never be one of them," she spoke to herself, going back to sit on the arm of the couch that wasn't inhabited by the long legs of the man who laid there.
He could almost feel a tinge of red glide acrossed his cheeks. 'What caused her to do that? And WHY wasn't she completely covered?' Vash celebrated in his mind, thinking back to how she stood there in the moonlight. It was, no, she was so beautiful.
Seeing that she had moved from the window, he opened his eyes completely to find where she had wondered to. Spanning his head back and forth slightly, he assumed she had gone back to bed. Suddenly, a milky white arm found its way to rest on the top of the couch. The arm was followed by Meryl's head, where it rested there too.
He say Meryl stare outward, turning her head to look back at Vash. Noticing that he was awake and looking right back at her, she bolted up and began to shout.
"OH I SEE YOU'RE JUST TRYING TO GET AN EYEFUL AREN'T YOU!" Meryl bellowed, throwing her arms up in anger before realizing what she was wearing. She looked down at herself and blushed furiously.
Unplugging his ears, he waved his hand assuringly.
"I...uh... erm... It really wasn't what it seemed like! I... uh... oh geez," he managed to blurt out, laughing nervously and bracing himself for what was going to happen.
But what happened wasn't really what he expected.
Oh me oh my, can you guess what's gonna happen? Will it be magical? Suspense! FLUFF! You'll just have to wait and find out.