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Chapter 2: Vash's POV
Why do you let that spider talk to you like that? Vash hears in his mind from his brother.

"Why did I let you run my life for almost twenty years?" he replies thinking back to their childhood.

I really do not understand why you allow those worthless humans, those spiders to walk all over you. You are worth so much more than them, why can't you understand that? Knives replies, And did you have to shoot me so I could not move? This is getting to be very annoying.

Shrugging and sighing, he answers, "Well I had to stop you and short of killing you it was the only thing I could think to do. I couldn't kill you, you're my brother," he pauses, shrugging again, "I regretted the fact I nearly killed you in the past, I never meant to, I'm sorry."

Hmmph.

"Anyways, I am going to leave in the morning to get our stuff from the remains of the oasis, please behave for the girls while I am gone, I shouldn't be gone for too long." Vash asks him softly, knowing that it's a lot but hoping he will do so.

Why can't you take me with you? I really rather not be stuck here with them, comes Knives reply, the uneasy and distrust heavy in his mental voice.

Slowly getting to his feet, Vash staggers over to his brother's bed and sits down next to him. Perhaps he won't be able to go tomorrow to get their things. Hmmmm, that'd be annoying, he thinks to himself as the pain shoots through him. "Listen, you're going to have to deal with whatever it is you have against humans. You didn't always hate them, so there has to be something there that is wrong. Meryl and Milly will take good care of you if you let them, particularly Milly since she is the nicer of the two. When I get back we are going to start dealing with whatever it is that causes you so much anger because it's really not good for you."

Vash can hear Knives grumbling in his head, he really does not like the idea of being left here in the mercy of two humans. Somehow during the midst of complaining he realizes that Knives is actually scared of what they can and will do to him but because of his pride he does not say that is his problem.

I really do not think you should leave me here, it just seems wrong.

Vash was saved from having to answer as a soft knock at the door followed by the girls coming in carrying trays of food.

When Meryl sees him sitting on Knives been her expression darkens, striding over to his bed, she sits the tray down before turning around and walking over to him. "What are you doing, broomhead? You're supposed to be resting!"

How dare you speak to him like that you spider! Vash hears as Knives telepathically broadcast his feelings.

Meryl and Milly stare at him in shock, while Vash tries to defuse the situation by putting his hand on his brother's arm and telling him, It's alright, Knives, she's just concerned for me. Out loud he comments, "See, I am getting up and going over to the bed to relax," as he gets to his feet to walk over to his bed, only he does not quite make it because he has been wearing himself out by not resting. Meryl catches him as he stumbles and stares up at him with the most unusual look on her face, its something he will have to think about later when she is not here, and when his brother is not listening in on his mind.

Damn straight, don't think about the spider, she not worth your time. He hears in the back of his mind from his really annoyed brother.

"Are you alright Vash?" she inquires as they walk the rest of the way to his bed where he sits down hard, nearly knocking the tray over. There is concern written all over her face as she watches him.

"I'm good, you know me, I'm a klutz." He answers with his normally bubbly self that is mostly faked.

Tilting her head to the side she looks at him through narrow eyes, "Take it easy would you? Gezz your such a dork at times, how do you expect to get better if you don't give yourself time." Without even bothering to wait for an answer she turns and bolts out the door, leaving the two brothers and Milly alone in the room.

Milly glances between the two of them before settling down next to Knives with the tray and helping him sit up so he can eat. Since neither of his arms are working yet she gets a bite of food for him and when she goes to give it to him he refuses to eat it.

Get away from me you spider. I don't want you to touch me, I don't want your pity, and I sure as hell don't want you trying to feed me! he snarls at her telepathically but in broadcast so that Vash can hear it too.

Milly looks down for a minute before looking back up at him, "Well that's too bad, Mr. Vash brought you here so you can heal, that means you have to eat. Since he can't help you that means you're stuck with me. Now knock it off, I have older brothers too and understand how annoying they can be." Again she picks up the fork full of soft noodles and holds up for him to eat.

Vash almost can't believe what he is seeing as he eats his own dinner, who would have guessed that Milly was so sure of herself?

Is she serious? Comes whispering into his mind, Knives doesn't know what to make of her.

Chuckling to himself, he replies, I think she is, this is the most determine I have ever seen her.

Knives' sighs and accepts the food, the entire time waves of anger are rolling off of him.

"I am happy both of you made it with only minor injuries considering how it could have went, I am sure Miss Meryl is happy about it too." Milly eventually comments as Knives finishes his dinner. Standing, she glances at Vash commenting, "Make sure you talk with her, she has been waiting really patiently for you to talk with her." picking up there now empty trays, she smiles at him and then says nothing else as she leave the room.

Knives slowly slips back down on the bed, passing out from a combination of the stress and pain. Vash meanly sprawls on his bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking. Carefully focusing on blocking his mind, his thoughts turned to the girls. What was up with Milly and the way she was acting towards Knives? Why had Meryl bolted the way she had? What was that look she gave me about? How was he going to actually manage to deal with Knives and figure everything else out? Was it even possible? Eventually, the noise and questions inside his head had him rolling over and tucking his head into his pillow as he tried not to cry. He felt like there was too much stress and no good way to deal with it. Maybe tomorrow would be better, he told himself as he finally drifted off to sleep.