[A/N:: Hello! This is my first fanfiction and well, I hope you enjoy it and please R&R if you have the time! Just so you know, it would probably help if you have seen all the episodes or at least the last one because this has a bit of spoilers.]

DISCLAIMER: Fate has chosen that I don't own Trigun, fate is cruel.

'Thought goes here' -- it can also be Wolfwood...

"Talking goes here"

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Three Guns, One Love

The two suns had trailed up the sky and finally stopped directly over head. Or at least it seemed to Vash. He was sweating and breathing heavily. He sat down on a large rock and sighed. The second he set down the cross and Knives, his whole body felt like it lost gravity, but his whole body still stung from the wounds he received from Knives. 'If I can keep a steady pace, I should be back at the town by the time it took me to get to Demitrihi, but doubled because of this Plant called Millions Knives.'

Just as Vash was beginning to get into deeper thoughts, a voice out of no where popped into his mind. Ever since Vash heard Wolfwood's voice, which helped him in his fight with Knives, he would hear Wolfwood's voice often, well very often. To explain this in basic terms, Wolfwood and Vash could communicate through each other's minds, although Wolfwood was dead and in the heavens. Unfortunately, in Vash's logic, he tells himself that he's gone insane yet again.

'...I could even hold that cross up even when I was dying, yet when you're tired you can barely lift a finger! Not only are you a needle noggin, but apparently a weakling as well!' Wolfwood said into Vash's mind, in a mocking type of way. 'ENOUGH ALREADY WOLFWOOD! Couldn't you tell everyone was so depressed that you died, but then I find out you can speak through minds just as I can. You never have anything important to say anymore! You just annoy the heck out of me- Wolfwood?' Vash noticed Wolfwood's ramblings had turned to mumbles. '...Millie could do it, an old granny could do it, that black cat could probably do it, too!...' '...Wolfwood... are you even listening to me?' Vash said in a strangely calm tone. 'Huh... oh, wha?'

At that point Vash was rolling in the sand with frustration. 'How did he make it into heaven anyways?!'

'Ahaha good idea Vash! Working up some energy for the rest of the trip, eh?' Wolfwood said, not catching Vash's last remark.

Meryl, a girl with a short temper, short hair and short height to top it off, was working hard at the bar again. She kept telling herself it was just to earn money, but she found herself thinking it was to flood out other thoughts. A broom headed nimrod, as Meryl would call it, was on her mind almost every moment.

Meryl placed a beer down to a bearded man, "Here's your drink, sir! Enjoy!" Meryl said with an untruthful smile.
Ever since the night Meryl was up on the cliff with Vash, she would have a certain tune stuck in her head. The same song that Vash seemed to connect it to someone named "Rem". It was not only an old song, but she didn't even know where she heard the song before. But that wasn't the end of her list of troubles. More than anything Meryl oddly wished she was traveling with Vash again and could watch him get through all his troubles with a grin on his face. Now she wasn't certain if Vash could get through his hardest challenge and come back alive.

"Ma'am?!" a customer was waiting for her to take his order and had apparently been calling for her for awhile, because he looked quite annoyed. "O-oh! Very Sorry, sir!" The second she took his order, Meryl knew that in order to stop daydreaming about Vash, the first thing to go was the broom in the corner of the room.

"Hay-YAH!" Millie thrashed her mining tool into the hard ground and panted after every chunk she took from the pike-axe. "Ahhh, I could sure go for some water right now, or maybe even some pudding... yeah that sounds yummy!" Millie mumbled as she set her tool down for a break. As she began to lean on the pike-axe it began to sink and then something cold shot her right in the eye. "Oww..." She rubbed her eye as it began to grow red and then she looked at what hit her. A small trickle of water was now trailing through the ground like paint on a canvas. "Ah! Look everyone!" "Nice work Millie! Well now it seems that in just a couple more days the ground'll get soft, then the town will finally have enough water to last years. When construction gets to this point, it basically does the job itself," The manager said proudly to the workers, Millie especially. "I say we celebrate by getting something to eat!" Millie said cheerfully, while others stared. "Well it is lunch time anyway...," Another worker said hopefully.

'Sempai will be so happy to hear that we're almost done!' Millie thought as she smiled brightly and trailed off to eat her fill.

In other parts, Vash was still having much trouble with not only the pain, but getting through Wolfwood's rants as well.

"...My God ...All this 'Mercy' is killing my back!" Vash complained weakling, in between gasps. 'Heh... some Humanoid Typhoon you are.' Wolfwood said sarcastically as if he would roll his eyes.

But now not only did Vash have those troubles, but also he would often feel weak with hunger, which slowed down his journey even more. Every bit of sand seemed to resemble a warm doughnut now and Vash found himself coughing up sand every once in awhile.

'Sigh... Ohh, maybe those insurance girls have a nice box of doughnuts waiting for me... yeah that would be nicee...' Vash thought as a dazed up at the twin suns.

Wolfwood, watching him from heaven, wished more than ever that he could hit him on the head for being what he called a "Needle-noggin".

'Vash' 'Hu-wha?' 'Hit yourself. Please.' 'Wha?! Aw jeez what did I ever do to you?' Vash thought with his eyes twinkling innocently.

And at that last remark, Vash continued his last few bits of his journey back. He then stopped to look back at his shoulder, where Knives was "Don't worry Knives, I will save you." He said in almost a whisper and then continued walking again.

As Vash continued traveling, from behind Vash's back a smirk was spread across Knives face.

To Be Continued

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