Chibi Legato back ... again ... OOC, and AU UNITE! ... lol. well yea here are the things to know and disclaimer! Read and Review! It's been a long time... sorry! I have been really busy! so sorry! well here ya go!
Things you should know:
"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
Dreams...
Disclaimer: I don't own Trigun or their Characters. I might own some other small characters (like maids or servants or slaves ... oh I own the GREAT LORD Andre! Muehehehe!)
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"...Lord Andre and his daughter, Meryl are here to see him!" The servant exclaimed. Blue eyes widened and Knives twirled around and quickly darted off after his brother..."
Vash continued striding down the corridor, thinking about Knives and his weird behaviour. His aqua eyes stared ahead, his two hands playing with his cuffs. 'What could Knives be thinking? He just groomed one of his servants ... and it was a young boy! This is possibly the weirdest thing I've seen Knives do ... well except putting on that makeup when he was 14. ... '. Vash's eyes widened in realization. 'Oh, my Dear God! Could it ... be?' Vash twirled around so that he was facing the way he had just come from. 'I should confront him with this matter at hand!' Vash quickly started to speed off; his black dress shoes making a thumping sound on the marble floor.
Knives continued running, his breaths coming out in short ragged pants. 'I can't believe Vash forgot!' His body kept moving; he skidded around a corner and, slammed right into Vash. Knives fell on his back and let out a grunt of pain. His blue eyes shut closed as Vash stumbled backwards and rubbed his head.
"Knives! I have to ask you something!" Vash blurted out, steadying himself against a wall.
"It's not as important as what I have to TELL you!" Knives replied loudly, pulling himself up off the cold ground. Vash furrowed his eyebrows while eying Knives suspiciously.
"What?" Vash asked, keeping his aqua eyes focused on Knives' blue eyes.
"Your beloved Meryl is here with her father Lord Andre!" Knives stated as he, for the second time that day, straightened out his light blue dress shirt.
"WHAT!? At this time! My Lord! Get mother, Knives, please! By God! I need to hurry!" Vash kept rambling, forgetting the important question for Knives at the current moment. He ran down the hallway towards the greeting room. Knives laughed out and walked down the hallway in the opposite direction, eyes searching for a servant. He soon found one sweeping another corridor.
"You!" Knives called out to the servant. The short man turned and stared at Knives. "Go and inform my mother that Lord Andre is here with his daughter. Make hast now!" The servant nodded and took off towards Rem's sleeping chambers. Knives ran a slim pale hand through his milky blonde hair, walking up the marble stairs and making his way to his sleeping quarter. On the way he heard it, the soft cries coming from the room next to his.
Vash stopped in front of the greeting room, and quickly fixed his red and gold tailored suit. '..... hello My Lord... no, no! ... umm, My Lord, welcome ... that will have to do.' Vash sighed and ran a hand up through his spiky hair. He strode into the large, beautifully decorated waiting room and saw the pair of equally short people. Meryl stood about 2 inches shorter than her father and she had a small frame. Her grey smoky eyes accented her cream coloured skin, her small pale hands played with a white handkerchief and she wore a cream coloured dress with golden designs. Her father, Lord Andre stood next to her proud, his hair, just like hers, was short and raven black. He wore a dark green suit with knee high white stockings. His white shoes were shined with perfection and he walked towards Vash. Vash bowed and smiled.
"My Lord, Welcome to the Saverem manor." Vash said politely. He walked over to Meryl and cupped her small hand in his, Vash placed a small kiss on her hand and gave her the best smile he could conjure. Meryl blushed and smiled shyly.
"Now, now Vash!..." A sweet voice echoed through the large room, and Rem walked into the room. "Let us not stand here, please, if you will, follow me into our salon." Four people walked out of the waiting room and through a large glass corridor. Vash made small talk with his wife to be and with his wife's father.
Once they reached the salon, Vash directed Meryl and Lord Andre to a large silk covered sofa like chair. Rem sighed and hurried over to where Vash stood. She whispered softly into Vash's ear.
"Where is your Dear Brother?"
"I haven't the slightest idea." Vash answered in a barely audible whisper.
"Fetch him, he needs to meet his soon to be sister-in-law." Rem giggled out this information. 'My son, Vash, getting married!'
"Yes, mother, I will fetch him!" Vash said and quickly excused himself from the room, promising that he will be back soon.
Knives' eyes widened in shock and he slowly sneaked up to the door. His hands turned the knob silently and the door cracked open. Knives searched the dim room and in it, he saw the young blue haired boy thrashing in his sheets and crying for help. Knives arched his eyebrows in confusion and slowly walked up to the boy. Tears rolled down Legato's tan face and he shrieked out again. Knives' blue eyes softened and he kneeled in front of the creaking bed. His heart raced and he frowned at the younger boy, his shaking arms wrapped around the boy and he pulled him into a soft comforting embrace.
"Shh." Knives rocked the boy in his slim arms. Legato struggled in his sleep and yelped softly. "I'm not here to hurt you... hush!" Knives beckoned softly. 'What kind of nightmarish dream is he dreaming?' Another soft cry left Legato's lips. Legato's lithe body shuddered and he sat up heaving and letting tears roll down his face. Knives tightened his embrace and saw the boy jump. Legato stared at Knives' darkened figure and gasped.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Legato yelled as his mind still swirled with his horrifying dream. Knives backed away startled and fell on his back. Knives sat up and rubbed his back with pain. Legato rubbed his amber eyes and gazed at the sitting figure. "... Master!?" Legato slurred out with sleep. 'What is my master doing here? ... Was I screaming? ... And even if I was, why should he care?' Legato mused as he got up from his small bed and plopped onto the floor. Legato swiped his large hands over Knives light blue shirt, trying to take out the wrinkles as an apology. Knives' cheeks flushed red in the dark room and he quickly got up leaving the younger boy on the ground.
"Quite all right I suppose." Knives murmured as he helped the boy up. "I just heard you crying and thought, maybe I should check on you."
"... But why, master?" Legato asked with curiosity filling his being.
"I ... just wanted to make sure you were okay, tis all. I mean, I think it would be quite rude if I didn't see why you were distressed." A charming smile directed right for Legato.
"Your kind ... they are always rude, so why should you be different!" Legato retorted with anger.
"I'm really getting tired of your awful temper. ... And what did I ever do to you to deserve this kind of attitude!?" Knives questioned with a sigh, and shifting his weight.
"You were BORN!" A stinging slap echoed through the room, and blue eyes glared at the younger boy. Legato cupped his aching cheek and stared up at his master.
"I will NOT be talked to like that and YOU will have to learn how to respect me! I have done too much for you to deserve this and if you want me to be horrible I WILL!" Knives hollered out, his whole body trembled with anger. 'How dare he talk to me like that! All I've done is be nice to him.' Knives mused. Knives' blue eyes widened as he saw Legato fall to the floor.
"I am s-sorry master. You are right, you have just been kind to me since I've been here ... I am sorry." Sobs racked Legato's lean body as he lay on the floor. Knives sighed out, rolling his eyes slightly and kneeled in front of the boy.
"Now, now ... tis I who should be sorry for hitting you," Knives stated softly, his pale hands grabbed the boy's shoulders and pulled him close. Legato quieted down and gazed at his master confused. Knives pulled the boy into a loving hold and he sat there on the concrete floor, rocking the boy. Legato let himself be rocked, his amber eyes drifting close, the dream shocking him over and over again.
Vash walked down the hallways; finally excusing himself from the salon, where Meryl and her father were currently talking to Rem. Vash sighed poking at his hair, a custom that he grew up with. He needed to bother Knives to come downstairs. 'That's the least I could do for my dear brother.' A snigger left his lips. 'WAIT! I need to ask him ... if ... he's...' Vash trailed off in his head as he quickened his pace. His gold and red suit always accented his eyes.
Snores softly echoed through the small quiet room. Legato's breathing slowed and he slept in a comfortable sleep. Knives loosened his embrace and started to drift into a deep sleep himself. A gasp echoed through the silent room and a figure loomed over Knives' figure, which was hugging Legato lazily.
"Knives!?" Vash cried out on horror. Knives snapped his head towards Vash and his blue eyes widened in shock.
"Brother?" Knives retorted in disbelief. He quickly let go of Legato and stood up, matching his brother's height. Legato slid to the floor and his amber eyes slowly opened to see two figures, well actually one of the two figures yelling.
"What do you think you're DOING!?" Vash asked enraged.
"..." Knives stared on, still stunned with disbelief that he was caught.
"I asked you a question, brother ... Now I think I deserve an answer! NOW!"
"... What did it look like I was doing." Knives muttered out, bowing his head.
"I don't KNOW! Something horribly GROSS!" Vash shook his head as if trying to throw an image out. "And I think mother has the right to know what it was you were doing." Vash smiled as he turned to leave.
"NO!" Knives screamed as the door shut behind Vash. "Vash!!" Knives ran out the door but soon walked back in. "no, no! No ... I'll deny everything! That's it ... My, this is getting out of hand!" Knives slumped to the floor and he covered his face with his hands. Legato sat up, watching his master. 'What is master worrying about? His mother wouldn't do anything to him! He can do what ever he pleases!' Legato gazed, running a large hand through his blue hair.
"Master ... why are you distressed?" Legato questioned, scooting towards Knives. Blue eyes locked with amber, and Knives sighed.
"You don't understand! My mother will get angry at me! I don't have the freedom you think I have!" Knives explained softly. Legato somehow was sitting in front of Knives and when he heard that; he had busted out with a large fit of laughter.
"You must be teasing me!" Legato said in between bouts of laughter. "You, no freedom?" Legato's laughter died down when his eyes met the fragile ice blue orbs that were Knives' eyes. Legato bowed his head and quickly wrapped his arms around Knives' slim frame. "I am sorry master!" Legato apologize, blue hair covering his amber eyes from view. Knives blushed and quickly hugged the younger boy back.
"At least you have the freedom to love whom you want!" Knives exclaimed still relishing in the warm embrace. 'I can't ... I can't have you, even though I want you so terribly bad...' Knives mused sadly as he kept this one embrace going as long as possible.
"That is not true ... People force me, they force me to ... to stay in places I don't want to be in. I don't want to be here..." 'No, that's not what I meant!' Legato winced at his own words. "Master! That is not what I-"
"No, no, you are right ... I don't want to feel like I'm forcing you into anything... I make my leave." Knives stated. His slim body stood up and quickly exited the room. Legato sat there wanting the warm feeling in which he had just been deprived of.
"... No, master ... please come back! I want you back! I want you ... I wasn't speaking of you..." Legato bowed his head and tears rolled down his face once again.
Knives kept walking swiftly, making as much space between him and Legato. His body moved down the stairs silently, and quickly. He turned rigid when his eyes set upon Vash. Vash was leading a short, small framed girl up the stairs.
"Hello... Brother." Vash smiled as he let the young girl glimpse at Knives. Knives strained to smile and bowed curtly.
"Brother, we must talk this instant!" Knives stated, his hands shaking softly. Blue eyes stared into aqua.
"Meryl, will you wait right here, this won't take too long." Vash smiled and quickly followed Knives down to an empty room. "What is it, Knives?"
"Brother, please, I beg you, don't tell our mother!" Knives quickly began to plead. "I swear I did nothing!"
"Funny brother, I saw you. I wonder what you two were doing!"
"You have a sick mind brother! I wasn't doing any-"Vash quickly interrupted Knives.
"I have a sick mind!? I'm not the one trying to obtain the love of a servant, and a BOY nonetheless!... Knives, think about it, you want a servant boy to love you ... that's way past impossible, Knives! It's (1)Patriarchal Love! You disgusting (2)Villain! And if I am sick ... you must be the SICKEST person I've ever known!" Vash yelled and quickly stormed out after saying, "... You know what, this can be your dirty secret Knives, but if I see it grow out of control, I WILL tell mother!"
Knives' eyes were glued to the floor 'I am the sickest person he has ever known.... God ... help me...' Knives stumbled out of the room, and wobbled down the hallway and into his room. His body slumped onto his large, heavenly soft bed; he curled his slim body into a ball. Knives' milky-blonde, chin-length hair covered his blue eyes as he drifted into an uncomfortable sleep...
Dom, dom, DUMB!(yeah I meant to write that XD) I'll leave it there! Wow so much drama XP (yeah right!) ... Go ahead review. If you don't like it ... then don't review ... and yes it's a slow paced OOC story so sue me XD
(1)Patriarchal Love: or Petrarchan Love; Love that is not returned, or one-sided love.
(2)Villain: In the olden days (and I mean old ... like 1500's and 1600's XD) it was the worst thing to call somebody ... you name it! Bastard or Fucker or something like that ... (poor Knives T.T)
P.S. Yeah, I know that doesn't sound like Knives, but how would you react if your brother told you, you were a sick villain ... oh wait it was disgusting villain ... Probably not the way he did but whatever, this is in the ... 1600's! That's why it's AU. Lol. Sorry this was late and I have to say thank you to my Beta Reader! Tongarisangel. Thanks! I err, definitely couldn't have done it with out you!
Oh and If you don't like the way it's heading... I guess you can stop reading it because I know it took me forever to update this chapter, but 4 and 5 are already done and I'll post them up really soon! after that ... I'll be really REALLY REALLY open to suggestions..... yeah..... okay..... but I think mehBeta reader could help with that too, neh? heheh....REVIEW!!
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