Mizzy: And we're back! Heh heh... sorry for not updating in the longest time… I definitely lost internet connection in the hurricanes last year and, well… haven't really gotten on since about a month ago… And at that time I was having SERIOUS writer's block. Soooooooo… SORRY! Please don't be mad…

Knives: They should be mad, spider…

Vash: Oh shush up, Knives, you should be nicer to her… She does control our fate, you know.

Tara: Yeah, Knives, becareful… She might decide to make you fall in loooooooooove with someone.

Knives: -shiver- shut up, spider filth. Aren't you being a bit OOC, right now?

Mizzy: -sweatdrop- Erm… Who wants to do the disclaimer?

Annaliese: Mizzy doesn't own Trigun or anything that has to do with it. She's just an obsessed Knives fan-girl who needs to get a life.

Mizzy: -jumps back- WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?

Anna: Your mind… blame yourself.

Vash: Looks like everyone's being a bit OOC right now… Maybe I should be too… KILL THE HUMANS!

Everyone: -blank stare-

Knives: Shut up, Vash, it doesn't work for you.

Vash: But… but… pout

Mizzy: Let's just get on with this chapter…

Undiscovered Angels

Knives was very unhappy with the reaction he received from this black haired girl. Or lack of reaction, as it were. He wanted for her to tremble at the sound of his name, or scream. All he received, though, was a blank stare. She just looked at him with her crystalline blue eyes as though she were staring at his soul. It was quite annoying.

"Spider, you try my patience. Stop staring at me," his voice was threatening, and his icy blue eyes were half-glaring at her, like she didn't deserve a full out glare. Her eyes continued to bore into his and he began to feel awkward. Why is she staring at me? Doesn't she realize that I'm a superior being? She doesn't even deserve to be in me presence! And yet, she sat there, still staring at him. What put the icing on the cake was that this was actually making him feel AWKWARD.

"Are you deaf, human?" She shook her head and continued to stare at him. What the hell? He decided that maybe he should watch the other girl. She was still crying, like the emotional wreck that he had said human women were. She had her knees brought up to her chest, crying into them, while holding them to her. Maybe he could use this girl to get the black-haired one to stop staring at him. "Perhaps you should pay less attention to me, and more attention to your companion, spider." As soon as the sentence left his mouth, she stopped staring at him and immediately tried to calm the other girl.

"It's okay… Shush, sister, it's okay. I'm here," When the word sister was spoken in a light tone, the crying ceased and she uncurled herself from her ball and embraced her sister.

Knives watched this with disgust. How could they be so emotional? It was so weak, he wanted to kill them right there and then. But then the thought of explaining it to Vash slightly bothered him, so he decided against it.

What was he to do, though? He couldn't leave them in his bed and expect them not to go through his things. They were humans, so of course they would, not knowing the concept of privacy.

Suddenly, the blonde girl fell asleep in her sister's arms. The girl set her sister down and sighed.

"Who am I?" she asked and Knives didn't know if she was talking to him. And if she was, how dare she address him?

"Why should I tell you?" he shot back, wanting her to cower, expecting her to shriek from fright, but only receiving a shrug.

"You probably don't know… I mean… even I don't know, and I'm me," she said, and looked down at her hands in her lap. A sad expression crossed her face and it made Knives's small heart twitch. He assumed it was glee, but it didn't seem like it. The plant stayed silent, staring at the girl. "A bit of a hypocrite?" she spoke softly, still looking at her hands. She was referring to him staring at her.

Knives didn't expect this. He glared at her and stood, towering over her petite form that still rested on the bed.

"Excuse me? You dare to speak to me that way? You pathetic, rotten, little creature!" he didn't notice he was almost shouting. The black-haired girl snapped her gaze up to him, her sapphire blue eyes glaring back at him.

"How dare you! Don't you know how to speak to a lady?" By the end of her response, she had thrown the covers up and was standing next to him, seething with anger. She was attempting to look threatening, but being that she only reached his chin, was failing miserably.

Knives on the other hand was astonished that this girl, who had just been soft spoken, had just yelled at him. He didn't show his astonishment, though. He was Millions Knives, after all.

"Spider, once again you try my patience," Knives just continued glaring at her, his ice blue eyes seemingly becoming colder. She didn't seem to notice, though.

"And you try my patience! And why do you keep calling me spider! I'm not a bug!" she yelled at him and poked at him. Knives was getting extremely angry, and to top it off, she was touching him. How DARE she touch him!

"I'll call you whatever I like, spider," he spoke in a voice that neared a whisper as he grabbed her fore arms and pulled her towards him. "You humans bother me as such pests do. You kill each other, have no respect for anything, and you take advantage of everything including my sisters. You don't deserve to live." He was right in her face at this point, and his intimidation plan had finally worked. She was standing on her toes to keep her feet on the floor and her breath seemed stuck in her throat. What made him truly happy, though, was the expression on her face. Fear. Her blue eyes were wide and almost teary, while her mouth hung slightly open.

"Y-you're hurting me…" she managed to get out and he smirked. His grip on her arms became tighter and she shrieked in pain, a tear finally spilling over. "Please… stop…" She wasn't just asking. She was begging, and Knives knew that.

Finally content with the amount of pain he had inflicted on her, he pushed her back onto the bed, feeling oddly cold without her petite form up against him. He had to push the feeling away as his heartless look came back to him.

"Next time, I won't be so merciful," he said and went to sit in a chair at the desk across the room. As he sat, he saw her still staring at him. He narrowed his eyes at her, knowing she'd get the point and she squeaked with fear retreating under the covers. She tried to get to sleep, but just couldn't. Not with this supposedly psychotic man watching her.

"Knives…" she spoke his name in a small whisper and he grunted his response, feeling she had learned her lesson for today. She'd suffer later for speaking his name. "I'm sorry to bother you, but… What did you mean, us humans? Aren't you a human?" she stayed under the covers, but heard him snort. He found that very amusing.

"No, I'm not a human. I'm a free born plant," he stated and she seemed to nod from the bed. Stupid human… Anyone could see that I am a superior being. Silence filled the room for a few moments before she went to speak again.

"Knives, I'm-" but she was interrupted by a tall blonde man, looking much like Knives, bursting into the room with a bag full of something in his left hand and a box of donuts in his right. He was in the middle of chewing his donut when he saw that the girls had moved since he had been gone, and the covers seemed a bit distressed.

"Hey, Knives!" he greeted his brother and put down the bag before speaking again, "Did one of the girls wake up?" The question didn't seem to phase Knives. He just kept staring at the bed, as if willing it to burst into flames. Vash blinked and looked at the bundle that was completely under the blankets. Her breathing was uneven, so she was awake. "You didn't scare the poor girl, did you?"

"What would it matter to you if I did?" Knives asked, breaking his gaze from the bed. Vash set down the box of donuts, as if readying himself for a fight.

"You know that it matters to me, Knives!" Vash answered and he was pointing at the girls now, "These girls are the only company we've had for a while! Why can't you just let us take care of them? You must be tired of only seeing the insurance girls…" Knives stood up and laughed, in the creepiest fashion anyone in that room had ever heard.

"I was actually getting used to your little spiders, but now you bring in two more! I'm not going to get used to them one by one, Vash, so quit getting your hopes up!"

"You brought them here, too, Knives!" Vash countered and by this time, he was in his brother's personal space, so Knives pushed him away.

"And that was my first mistake! I should have never allowed you to save them! We should've just left them in the desert," Knives snapped and barged out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Vash jumped at the sound, staring at the door with a sad expression. Afterwards he proceeded towards the chair and picked up where he had left off with the donut.

"I know you're awake… Would you like a donut?" Vash spoke in a kind voice, the complete opposite of Knives. He seemed to think that she needed that kind of attention right now.

Slowly, the black haired girl sat up from under the blankets and stared at the donut that was in Vash's hand. It seemed to be fresh from the oven, and its aroma invaded her senses causing her extreme hunger to reawaken within her.

"Y-yes, please," she nodded, still a bit scared from Knives, and because of this, not knowing how Vash truly was. Did he have the same views as Knives? He could just be acting nice to get on her good side only to stab her in the back later.

She got up from the bed, pushing the covers away, and walked cautiously over to Vash, her gaze at the floor.

As she reached him, she moved her gaze up back to the donut and slowly reached for it, before pausing last second. She must have thought of something.

"What's my name?" Perhaps this man would tell her, since Knives didn't. The man smiled, his blue-green eyes glittering.

"Check your locket," he said and she proceeded to take off the locket she hadn't noticed she was wearing and open it, looking inside. She smiled as she read her name.

"Annaliese…" she whispered her name and smiled at him. He handed her the donut and she quickly ate it. It tasted wonderful!

"Wow, you must be a lover of donuts, too!" he exclaimed, wondering how a small girl could eat that quickly. Soon after, he realized she didn't know his name, "My name is Vash, by the way." She nodded and stuck out her hand to shake his.

"It's nice to meet you, Vash," she spoke with all sincerity and for once it was nice for someone not to freak out about the whole 'Vash the Stampede' thing. He wondered how she hadn't made a connection, but quickly pushed the thought aside. He pulled up a chair from next to the desk and motioned for her to sit in it. As she did, he spoke.

"So how did you end up in the middle of the desert, anyway?" he inquired and she reached for another donut with a pained expression.

"I-I don't know…" her voice became a little above a whisper and Vash was surprised.

"Do you remember anything?" he hated to push her, but he wanted to know.

"No, I don't… I mean, I remember that she's my sister, but… Everything else is just-" she stared at the donut crumbs on her lap. "-blank. As if I have no memories at all…" Vash looked at her, watched as she finished the donut she had been eating.

"Well, Anna, I promise you that I'll help you and your sister regain your memories," at this promise, Anna looked at him.

"Really?" she held a look of pure happiness on he face and he nodded.

"Of course!" a silence came over the two as Vash took a bite of his donut. After he swallowed a thought occurred to him. "I don't even know how to go about doing that, though… But I'll try!" he seemed so intent on pleasing her and she just launched herself at Vash, giving him the most unexpected hug he'd ever received.

"Oh thank you, Vash! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! You don't' know how much this means to me!" tears of joy were streaming down her lovely face now and Vash just blinked and awkwardly patted her on the back. He knew he was doing the right thing in comforting her, he just hoped that Meryl didn't walk in and see this.

-END-

Mizzy: Well… finally… Did everyone like that?

Vash: I LIKED IT!

Anna: That's because you got to hug me!

Tara: Stop being so full of yourself, Anna. It's disgusting.

Knives: Yes… No one would ever like to touch you, spider.

Anna: Well… that's not what your subconscious is saying, Knives-y poo!

Knives: What did you call me! -chases-

Anna: -screams and runs away- Someone save me from this crazy man!

Tara and Mizzy: …

Vash: So… REVIEW! -goes to stop Knives-

Mizzy: And… please be nice? I realize that the chapter started to suck at the end, but… I tried my best.

-Responses to reviews-

Z (a.k.a. Andrea) – HERE YOU GO! -laughs-

ShadowDemon-Gengar – Oh gee, thanks! I'm glad that you think it's great… Yeah, I know, I can be very confusing… but… I try to make it better.

Excellent grammar, you say? I try to check all of my work, like… 50 times before I post it, because bad grammar, spelling and punctuation is definitely a pet peeve of mine.

I'm quite sorry that I didn't continue this before, but… I'll try to update it regularly, from now on. I think this is going to be my project for the next few months. I hope you'll stay with me for that long.