Heya! Did you miss me? What? You didn't? That isn't very friendly.. Thank
you to everybody who submitted their ideas of New Gung-Ho Guns! It was
really hard for me to decide on them. In Fact, at one point, I was
seriously considering using them all!
Also, one of my other new characters will be introduced in this chapter:
Psyche Ferriae. I hope you people like this chapter. I look forward to your
reviews! Please R&R!
Oh, to a certain reviewer, Ms..MoodKiller. Well, excuse me for breathing. I write what I want, and I happen to want to write one of these. There is an equal amount of non-SI fics and such. And to tell the truth, I messed up on the SI part. This isn't a Self Insertion fic. I had been off FFnet for so long I had forgotten what to call them. This is an OC fic. Original Character. Saria is barely like me at all. Well, except for the sarcastic and insulting part.
Disclaimer: I do not own Trigun. I don't own Cartoon Network, Toonami, or Dragon Ball. I also don't own the 'New' Gung-Ho Guns. I don't own the earth either, but I do own a toothpick.
************************ The $$60,000,000,000 Rose ************************ Chapter 7: Sky Dragon, Earth Fox
Saria sighed angrily as she drank her coffee. Vash had disappeared after the Sand Steamer had arrived. The memory of earlier that day ran through her mind's eye.
*FLASHBACK*
Vash stared in horror at his reflected image. He was speechless. He had pink bows in his hair!
Saria started to laugh.
Vash turned to her with a sappy hurt look, and opened his mouth to say something, but right then a young child entered into the room. The little girl stared at Vash for a few moments, then spoke.
"Uh, Mister Vash sir? The mayor wanted you to know that the Sand Steamer just arrived.okay?" Vash looked at the little girl and nodded. He pulled the bows out of his hair, fixed it back to it's usual spiky-ness, and got up.
"See you later, ok Saria?"
*END FLASHBACK*
As Saria took another sip of her coffee, slamming the cup down onto the beer-stained table, Pirotess, who was perched on Saria's shoulder, chattered nervously. 'And in this episode he follows that engineer lady that tries to kill him! Jeez, you think he'd be able to sense something about that..' She motioned to the barkeep. The fat, balding man hurried over.
"Yes, Miss? Something you need?"
"Yeah. A nice, large bottle of brandy. No, make that two bottles of brandy and a large roast beef sandwich, no mustard or cheese. I feel a need to take my mind of a certain guy."
The bar tender looked at her with a slightly startled expression, then nodded.
"Right away, miss."
As Saria tapped her fingers on the table impatiently, Pirotess suddenly squeaked, looking past Saria's shoulders. Saria turned around to see what had captured her beloved little ferret's attention.
A young girl who looked about 16 stood there, her waist-length reddish- brown hair hanging loosely. The girl's cobalt blue tanktop gently clung to her body, but not skin tight, and her light tan cargo's rode on her hip, the additional front two pockets on the thighs, with Velcro closure. A baggy black military jacket hung on her slight frame, making her looker even smaller then she already did. A small black round weave leather choker sat around the bottom of her neck, just above her collarbones while two bracelets hung around her wrists; a simple clear-colored glass bead one on her right, and a chain one on her left. A light scar across her right cheek graced her features.
"Errr.May I help you.?"
"Naw. I just happened to overhear you mention you had guy troubles, and was wondering if I could help." The girl grabbed a chair at Saria's table, and swung herself into it, her timberlake-looking hiking boots making 'clop- clop' noises as she walked to the chair.
"Gee, thanks Miss.?"
"Hey, call me Astra. Astra the Desert Fox. What's yours?"
"Do you want my full name?"
"Sure, why not?"
"Okeedokee. It's SariaVanavierra De Fanellia-Augustin Rose. Call me Saria. And this little furball," Saria said, stroking Pirotess, "is Pirotess."
"Saria. I don't believe I've heard that name before. It's pretty. For that matter, I've never heard the name Pirotess, either. Anyway, tell me about your guy trouble."
"Why do you want to know?"
"Well, I happen to know several guys who are complete buttheads," Astra said dryly. "and I know it helps to bleed out the poison, know what I mean?"
Saria nodded. "Yeah.."
"So, spill."
"O-okay.Weell, you see." Saria told Astra all about what had happened, from the point Vash had kissed her, to when he had walked out of the hospital room on her, unintentionally avoiding telling Astra his name.
There was a short silence after Saria had finished.
"Well," Astra said, blinking. "He sounds like a jerk, doesn't he? What's this guy's name, anyway?"
"Wha? His name? Vash."
Astra seemed to freeze for a moment.
"Vash? As in Vash the Stampede?" She said carefully.
"Yeah, why?"
"Vash the Stampede kissed you."
"He tried to peek on me in the bath, too. He's like, over a hundred years old, supposed to be this supposedly dangerous outlaw, but there he is, a perverted, blond-haired, green-eyed moron who screams like a girl and is practically in love with doughnuts. I'm starting to think his brother, poor, misinformed psycho-killer he is, is way cooler than Vash."
At this Astra froze, her eyes wide and shocked, her face a little pale. She seemed to struggle with her words.
"You say.Vash has a brother? What's his name?" Astra asked carefully.
"Vash's brother's name? Knives. Actually, I think It's Millions Knives, but that sounds kinda stupid, doesn't it?"
"Knives. Millions Knives. That's Vash's brother's name." Astra said with disbelief, her eyes wide.
"Yeah."
"How do you know this?"
"Errr..Well, Vash didn't tell me, that's for sure. He is *such* a stick in the mud."
"Do you know anything else? You know, anything?"
"Weeellllll...I don't know If I should tell you.."
"Hey, I don't tell other peoples secrets. You can trust me."
"Well, okay. I know for a fact.that both Knives and Vash aren't truly human. How else could they live for, like over a hundred years? They are both really Plants."
"Plants."
"Yep. They are most assuredly Plants."
"How did you-" Astra was interrupted by a feminine voice coming from outside.
"ASTRA! COME ON!WE GOTTA GET BACK TO WORK!"
Astra rose from her seat, nodding to Saria.
"Well, I gotta go. Sorry. I'M COMING ANGEL!" She yelled the last part out to whoever was waiting outside for her. She waved to Saria and left.
As Saria watched her leave, the bartender came over with the things she had previously ordered, before Astra had come over to talk to her.
As she stared at the two brandy bottles and sandwich, she sighed mentally. Pirotess, who, during Saria's conversation, had slipped into Saria's rucksack, poked her head out slightly and gave a squeaky sort of hiss.
"Bartender, can I get this to go?"
*** A few moments later.. ***
As Saria left the bar, she heard a loud commotion nearby. She hurried over to see what was going on. As she was about to turn a corner, A green- haired girl ran around the corner, ramming into Saria, causing them both to fall backwards, the green-haired girl landing on top of her. As Saria groaned and sat up slightly to look at the person who had rammed into her, her own dark, emerald eyes met with big, teary golden ones. The girl sniffled as tears ran down her face. She threw her arms around Saria's neck and began sobbing loudly.
"Please help me! Mean mean men people try and hurt me! Don't let them get me miss miss! Don't let them get me, please please!"
*** Somewhere far away in underground base-thing... ***
Astra struggled up the last step, panting hard. Together with Angel 'The Daredevil' and Zazi the Beast, they had hurried as fast as they could back to the main base.
"Astra, whatever is the hurry?" The voice was male, and sent chills up Astra's spine.
"Knives, sir, I think we have a bit of a problem...." ****
Man, am I good or what? I rather like that chapter. Didn't turn out the way I had planned it, but hey, it will all work out....somehow. And I'm reeeeaaaaaalllllyyyy sorry about the delay in updating. I've had loads of homework (For some reason, the people I live with believe I should go to something they call 'school'. It makes no sense; I'm over 2,000 years old.) plus I haven't had much inspiration, either. I'd like to thank and congratulate Chibi Lunnie & the AnimeCrew for their characters making it into my evil, twisted, warped little (It'll probably end up over 30 chapters) story. The rest of you will just have to wait and see if your character (if you submitted one) made it. It was sooooo hard, because alot of them were really good. And don't worry, AnimeCrew, Angel will have an official appearance later. Anyways, I hope you people like the story! Please R&R!
Oh, to a certain reviewer, Ms..MoodKiller. Well, excuse me for breathing. I write what I want, and I happen to want to write one of these. There is an equal amount of non-SI fics and such. And to tell the truth, I messed up on the SI part. This isn't a Self Insertion fic. I had been off FFnet for so long I had forgotten what to call them. This is an OC fic. Original Character. Saria is barely like me at all. Well, except for the sarcastic and insulting part.
Disclaimer: I do not own Trigun. I don't own Cartoon Network, Toonami, or Dragon Ball. I also don't own the 'New' Gung-Ho Guns. I don't own the earth either, but I do own a toothpick.
************************ The $$60,000,000,000 Rose ************************ Chapter 7: Sky Dragon, Earth Fox
Saria sighed angrily as she drank her coffee. Vash had disappeared after the Sand Steamer had arrived. The memory of earlier that day ran through her mind's eye.
*FLASHBACK*
Vash stared in horror at his reflected image. He was speechless. He had pink bows in his hair!
Saria started to laugh.
Vash turned to her with a sappy hurt look, and opened his mouth to say something, but right then a young child entered into the room. The little girl stared at Vash for a few moments, then spoke.
"Uh, Mister Vash sir? The mayor wanted you to know that the Sand Steamer just arrived.okay?" Vash looked at the little girl and nodded. He pulled the bows out of his hair, fixed it back to it's usual spiky-ness, and got up.
"See you later, ok Saria?"
*END FLASHBACK*
As Saria took another sip of her coffee, slamming the cup down onto the beer-stained table, Pirotess, who was perched on Saria's shoulder, chattered nervously. 'And in this episode he follows that engineer lady that tries to kill him! Jeez, you think he'd be able to sense something about that..' She motioned to the barkeep. The fat, balding man hurried over.
"Yes, Miss? Something you need?"
"Yeah. A nice, large bottle of brandy. No, make that two bottles of brandy and a large roast beef sandwich, no mustard or cheese. I feel a need to take my mind of a certain guy."
The bar tender looked at her with a slightly startled expression, then nodded.
"Right away, miss."
As Saria tapped her fingers on the table impatiently, Pirotess suddenly squeaked, looking past Saria's shoulders. Saria turned around to see what had captured her beloved little ferret's attention.
A young girl who looked about 16 stood there, her waist-length reddish- brown hair hanging loosely. The girl's cobalt blue tanktop gently clung to her body, but not skin tight, and her light tan cargo's rode on her hip, the additional front two pockets on the thighs, with Velcro closure. A baggy black military jacket hung on her slight frame, making her looker even smaller then she already did. A small black round weave leather choker sat around the bottom of her neck, just above her collarbones while two bracelets hung around her wrists; a simple clear-colored glass bead one on her right, and a chain one on her left. A light scar across her right cheek graced her features.
"Errr.May I help you.?"
"Naw. I just happened to overhear you mention you had guy troubles, and was wondering if I could help." The girl grabbed a chair at Saria's table, and swung herself into it, her timberlake-looking hiking boots making 'clop- clop' noises as she walked to the chair.
"Gee, thanks Miss.?"
"Hey, call me Astra. Astra the Desert Fox. What's yours?"
"Do you want my full name?"
"Sure, why not?"
"Okeedokee. It's SariaVanavierra De Fanellia-Augustin Rose. Call me Saria. And this little furball," Saria said, stroking Pirotess, "is Pirotess."
"Saria. I don't believe I've heard that name before. It's pretty. For that matter, I've never heard the name Pirotess, either. Anyway, tell me about your guy trouble."
"Why do you want to know?"
"Well, I happen to know several guys who are complete buttheads," Astra said dryly. "and I know it helps to bleed out the poison, know what I mean?"
Saria nodded. "Yeah.."
"So, spill."
"O-okay.Weell, you see." Saria told Astra all about what had happened, from the point Vash had kissed her, to when he had walked out of the hospital room on her, unintentionally avoiding telling Astra his name.
There was a short silence after Saria had finished.
"Well," Astra said, blinking. "He sounds like a jerk, doesn't he? What's this guy's name, anyway?"
"Wha? His name? Vash."
Astra seemed to freeze for a moment.
"Vash? As in Vash the Stampede?" She said carefully.
"Yeah, why?"
"Vash the Stampede kissed you."
"He tried to peek on me in the bath, too. He's like, over a hundred years old, supposed to be this supposedly dangerous outlaw, but there he is, a perverted, blond-haired, green-eyed moron who screams like a girl and is practically in love with doughnuts. I'm starting to think his brother, poor, misinformed psycho-killer he is, is way cooler than Vash."
At this Astra froze, her eyes wide and shocked, her face a little pale. She seemed to struggle with her words.
"You say.Vash has a brother? What's his name?" Astra asked carefully.
"Vash's brother's name? Knives. Actually, I think It's Millions Knives, but that sounds kinda stupid, doesn't it?"
"Knives. Millions Knives. That's Vash's brother's name." Astra said with disbelief, her eyes wide.
"Yeah."
"How do you know this?"
"Errr..Well, Vash didn't tell me, that's for sure. He is *such* a stick in the mud."
"Do you know anything else? You know, anything?"
"Weeellllll...I don't know If I should tell you.."
"Hey, I don't tell other peoples secrets. You can trust me."
"Well, okay. I know for a fact.that both Knives and Vash aren't truly human. How else could they live for, like over a hundred years? They are both really Plants."
"Plants."
"Yep. They are most assuredly Plants."
"How did you-" Astra was interrupted by a feminine voice coming from outside.
"ASTRA! COME ON!WE GOTTA GET BACK TO WORK!"
Astra rose from her seat, nodding to Saria.
"Well, I gotta go. Sorry. I'M COMING ANGEL!" She yelled the last part out to whoever was waiting outside for her. She waved to Saria and left.
As Saria watched her leave, the bartender came over with the things she had previously ordered, before Astra had come over to talk to her.
As she stared at the two brandy bottles and sandwich, she sighed mentally. Pirotess, who, during Saria's conversation, had slipped into Saria's rucksack, poked her head out slightly and gave a squeaky sort of hiss.
"Bartender, can I get this to go?"
*** A few moments later.. ***
As Saria left the bar, she heard a loud commotion nearby. She hurried over to see what was going on. As she was about to turn a corner, A green- haired girl ran around the corner, ramming into Saria, causing them both to fall backwards, the green-haired girl landing on top of her. As Saria groaned and sat up slightly to look at the person who had rammed into her, her own dark, emerald eyes met with big, teary golden ones. The girl sniffled as tears ran down her face. She threw her arms around Saria's neck and began sobbing loudly.
"Please help me! Mean mean men people try and hurt me! Don't let them get me miss miss! Don't let them get me, please please!"
*** Somewhere far away in underground base-thing... ***
Astra struggled up the last step, panting hard. Together with Angel 'The Daredevil' and Zazi the Beast, they had hurried as fast as they could back to the main base.
"Astra, whatever is the hurry?" The voice was male, and sent chills up Astra's spine.
"Knives, sir, I think we have a bit of a problem...." ****
Man, am I good or what? I rather like that chapter. Didn't turn out the way I had planned it, but hey, it will all work out....somehow. And I'm reeeeaaaaaalllllyyyy sorry about the delay in updating. I've had loads of homework (For some reason, the people I live with believe I should go to something they call 'school'. It makes no sense; I'm over 2,000 years old.) plus I haven't had much inspiration, either. I'd like to thank and congratulate Chibi Lunnie & the AnimeCrew for their characters making it into my evil, twisted, warped little (It'll probably end up over 30 chapters) story. The rest of you will just have to wait and see if your character (if you submitted one) made it. It was sooooo hard, because alot of them were really good. And don't worry, AnimeCrew, Angel will have an official appearance later. Anyways, I hope you people like the story! Please R&R!