Finally Knives spoke for the first time since Vash got on the bike. "So you're sure they weren't like ex-lovers or something?"
Vash raised an eyebrow, "Is that jealousy I hear in your voice Knives?" He laughed, "No. I'm quite positive that they were just friends, nothing more." Looking around, he frowned, "Are you sure this is the right place?"
Knives nodded, "I'm positive. She should be here any minute now."
Suddenly Onyx walked up to the table followed by a young man with a saxophone slung across his back. As she sat down, Onyx glanced at Vash. "Didn't expect to see you here."
Vash shrugged, "Something came up. Who's this?" he gestured toward her companion, "He looks familiar."
She glanced at the young man, "Oh, this is Shiro. I'm not surprised you found him familiar. He's Midvalley's nephew and a decent assassin in his own right." She turned to Shiro. "Shiro, these are my accomplices, Knives and Vash."
Shiro nodded, "Nice to meetcha."
After a moment, Onyx sighed, "Well it's just as well you came here Vash…I probably would have ended up seeking you out anyway."
Vash frowned, "What do you mean?"
She grimaced, "I mean that the three of us are in very grave danger…Knives, do you recall Legato's sister?"
Knives frowned, "His sister? Hmmm…oh shit! You mean to say that Alona's after us?"
Onyx nodded, "She wants a showdown in Jeneora Rock next week." She winced as Vash yawned and Shiro began slumping under the table. Turning to Knives, she sighed, "Come on, I've got reservations across the street."
After they left Vash and Shiro in their room, Onyx and Knives stopped outside room 116. Sighing, Onyx handed him a key, "You're in room 115 between Vash and Shiro's room and my own." She ran a hand through her hair, "Now if you'll excuse me…"
Knives nodded and opened the door to his room, "Of course…I'm sure you're tired from today's events. Goodnight Onyx."
Glancing up, she gave him one of those rare smiles of hers, "Goodnight Knives." And then she disappeared behind her door.