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Disclaimer : I don't own Lord of the Rings. But if I did I'd make Gandalf turn me into an elf. .
A Short one-shot about why you shouldn't mess with a dwarf's temper.
Enjoy!
Don't Feed the Dwarfs!
By: J-chan
"They're mine!!"shouted Legolas as he swiped the box of marshmallow cereal from Gimli and retreated up the nearest tree.
"Come down here you crazy elf! They're not just yours!" Aragorn shouted as he shook his spoon at him.
"Come on! Don't be spoiled!"
Legolas retaliated by picking up a handful of cereal and throwing it at him. (they were always after his lucky charms) "Go get your own! These are mine, I bought them!"
"No you didn't, you pawned Gimli's best axe for them." Frodo piped up unexpectedly. Everyone looked to him and he hissed and hid behind a rock clutching the ring. "My precioussss."
"Ok, that's just wierd." Merry said.
Aragorn had quite a time of trying to keep the dwarf from strangling Legolas. He had sat in the tree eating the sugary food and laughing as Gimli tried to climb it to exact revenge against "The theiving elf". Halfway into the journey to Moria, Gimli finally broke away from the ranger and tackled (well tried to tackle) the elf to the ground. But being stouter and less agile, he missed and fell face first into the dirt. Legolas danced around him, laughing and singing to himself. Gimli turned a deep crimson and tried another attack, but he wound up falling into the river and had to be rescued by a reluctant Boromir.
Having dried off and his temper cooled, Gimli sat next to the hobbits by the fire. Said hobbits were not at all comfortable and squirmed restlessly in their seats. They still did not trust that the dwarf's anger was fully controlled. The men busied themselves with sparring, and Gandalf and Legolas were betting on who would win.
"I think you are mistaken master elf, Boromir will win." Gandalf said, raising his voice.
"No, Estel is going to win!" Legolas shouted.
"No, Boromir!"
"Estel!"
"Boromir!"
"ESTEL!!"
"BOROMIR!!"
By this point both Aragorn (Estel) and Boromir had stopped sparring to observe the elf and the wizard arguing over which of them would be victorious, and it was quite humorous. Gandalf in his old age, was prone to getting squeaky when he yelled too loud, and he now sounded like a broken accordian. Legolas wasn't doing much better, as his naturally soft voice was barely above a whisper, and they had to strain to hear the elvish curses he was shouting at Gandalf.
"Go kiss an orc's a** old man!!" Legolas screeched.
"Old man?! You're older than I am!!" Gandalf shot back.
The verbal abuse went on and on until a pushing fight started, and the men from Gondor had to step in and stop them before they hurt themselves. Unfortunately, their quarry was stronger than they were, and they were unceremoniously flung backward on top of the poor dwarf and the hobbits next to him, as the fight escaladed into a slap fest.
Slowly a rumble began to shake the ground, and Legolas and Gandalf stopped their quarreling mid-slap to stare at the dogpile of humans and hobbits. The noise grew steadily louder and Samwise shouted "Earthquake!!" at which Legolas stated "No, DWARFQUAKE!! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!" and, with that Gimli tossed his burden into the air with a mighty roar, and everyone screamed and ran for the hills with the enraged dwarf on their heels throwing axes. That was the last anyone ever heard of the Fellowship.
THE END
Well I sure hope everyone liked this. It came to me on an idle tuesday when I was reading the third book. There was so much death and destruction and I thought: There's not enough humor these days. I might as well brighten someone's day. So there spawned this fic. Well, I hope you liked it, and remember:Reviews are a fan fic author's best friends..
Naaramie
 -Keiji_L- · Sat Jun 18, 2005 @ 03:15am · 0 Comments |
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Disclimer: I don't own Trigun but I do own some yaoi fics. ^.^
Please don't bash me for this! I figured since Legato is so into death, that this might happen some day. Oh yeah, and it's obvious he loves Knives in THAT way. Well enjoy! Or don't. It doesn't matter.
Enough
By: J-chan
I could not take it anymore.
Blood coats the walls and stains the floor.
As my mind begins to fade,
I think back to the life I made.
Full of torture, hate, and crime.
I wandered through a world of grime.
I had never taken any lives,
until I met a man named Knives.
He showed me what an eden the world could be.
Then he said he wanted me.
He threw me down and took me there.
His fingers buried in my hair.
I finally had a meaning in life.
But it soon was fraught with pain and strife.
I don't know why I want to die.
I've just been living one big lie.
And so I feel I should say at last,
Thank you Knives, I had a blast.
-Legato +
-Keiji_L- · Sat Jun 04, 2005 @ 03:28am · 0 Comments |
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Now for some yaoi goodness!!! Do they kick you off for it |
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Red Is the Color of Passion
Disclaimer:I do not own Trigun. But I'd like to.
Wolfwood couldn't help but fantasize about his friend and traveling companion. There was just something about Vash the Stampede that made him irresistible. Made Nicholas want to throw him down on the bed and take him passionately. But there was still one unasked question: Did Vash love him back?
Vash stretched elegantly and opened his eyes to the new morning.
"It's another beautiful day Rem. I wish you could see it."
He completed his morning workout and meditation as usual, and went down to breakfast. Wolfwood wasn't much of a cook, but he made great omlettes and Vash was always happy to enjoy them. Even if it was just to see the smile on the face of his companion as Vash praised his cooking. Lately more and more he had sensed that he was becoming closer with Wolfwood, and that they were beginning to become greater friends. Maybe more? There was still the occasional spat amongst them, but what friendship didn't have its quarrels. He had let out a major secret the other night about his past before he even knew he had said it, but it was already too late to take it back. He had told Wolfwood that he had a twin brother and immediately covered his mouth with his hand. But his friend had already heard and wanted to know more. Vash had ended up telling him everything, and when he was done with his story Wolfwood had noticed tears streaming down Vash's face. He had wanted so badly to reach out and wipe them away. To hold him close and tell him that everything would be alright. Wolfwood wanted so badly to kiss away his tears and revel in their salty taste, while Vash whispered his name. He had instead resisted the urges and given Vash a friendly pat on the back. Wolfwood hated himself for being the way he was, and he wondered if maybe his advances would scare Vash away rather than having the effects he wanted. He would just have to keep trying and see if it worked.
That evening Vash and Wolfwood sat out on the porch watching the sunset. Wolfwood was smoking yet another cigarette, while Vash absentmindedly petted the small black cat curled in his lap, a content look on his face. At that moment Wolfwood would have given anything to be in that cat's place. He reached out a hand to pet the animal only to have it hiss and bite his hand. He pulled back his now bleeding fingers and started to get up to get a band-aide, when Vash did something unexpected. He leapt to his feet, and came over to Wolfwood and grabbed his hands.
"Nick, are you ok?! We better get you some antiseptic, I heard cat bites can become infected really quickly. Come on!"
Without even knowing what he was doing, Vash had pulled his friend all the way to the bathroom. He rummaged in the drawers and cabinets until he found what he was looking for. Very carefully he applied the antiseptic to the cuts, and affixed the band aides. When he was finished he looked up at Wolfwood, only to turn away blushing. The affection and adoration in those stormy grey-blue eyes was enough to send a shiver down his spine. When he turned back to Wolfwood Vash was shocked to find him only inches away from his face. Vash's blush deepened and his eyes widened a fraction. He took a step back and met the wall, and Wolwood still followed, edging ever closer. He could feel the other man's hot breath against his face as he spoke.
"Well Vash, I guess I owe you a thank you don't I ?"
And with that he closed the distance between them. Vash gasped as he felt Wolfwood's lips press against his own, his hand moving behind his head to grasp the blonde spikes and gently tug him forward, deepening the kiss. Vash was aware of an arm slinking around his slim waist, pulling him forward so that he was pressed up against Wolfwood's body. He felt the tip of a tongue trying to part his lips, and when he opened his mouth he found that Wolfwood spared no time in getting what he was after. The dark-haired man explored every corner of Vash's mouth, and he didn't stop until they were both out of breath. When Wolfwood broke the kiss and gasped for air, Vash thought it was over. But was surprised beyond words when his companion scooped him up and headed for one of the bedrooms.
Upon choosing a room, Wolfwood laid Vash down on the bed and crawled on top of him, straddling his hips. Vash blushed again, and began to fiddle with his earring nervously. Wolfwood thought it was one of the cutest sights he had ever seen, and he leaned down close to Vash and kissed him once again. Vash immediately let go of the earring and he reached a hand up to thread his fingers through Wolfwood's ebony hair. Wolfwood smiled around the kiss and slid his hand inside Vash's coat, tracing his collarbone with his fingertips. Vash moaned softly and shuddered at the sensation as Wolfwood's hands traveled lower and began to undue the buttons on his trenchcoat. At the same time he was aware that he was slowly giving in to the temptations that had been plaguing his mind ever since he had become friends with Nicholas, and it felt good. Before he knew it had happened at all, Wolfwood had removed the red garment, and was now working on the black jumpsuit underneath. After a few minutes of watching his partner struggle to find the zipper, Vash unzipped it himself, and Wolfwood seemed to drool as the fabric sensuously peeled itself from his body. Vash gasped in pleasure as Wolfwood began to trail his tongue over his skin. He stopped at every scar and brushed along it with his fingers, lingering longer at every point that was extra sensitive and using it to further pleasure his victim. Vash thrashed about underneath him gasping and moaning, and needless to say the sight aroused Wolfwood greatly. Vash could feel his friend's arousal through his clothes, and he knew it was only a matter of time before he acted on it. He chuckled to himself as he thought: /Hmm, will I be a seme or an uke tonight?/.
As Wolfwood continued his ministrations Vash couldn't help but notice that he was the only one without any clothes on at the moment, and he reached up and tugged at the collar of Wolfwood's wrinkled white shirt. Wolfwood looked up at him confused, and Vash laughed and said,
"Now this just isn't fair. You still have all your clothes on, and here I am completely without. We better do something about this."
Wolfwood laughed and ruffled Vash's hair. He then proceeded to undress until he too was without clothing. Having accomplished "fairness", he kissed Vash once more and went back to where he had left off. He ran his fingers over the scarred skin, tracing each scar individually. He stopped when he reached the metal grate that covered the spot where Vash's heart would have been. He wondered just what had happened in the incident that had caused it to be placed there. Vash, sensing his hesitation at that area, shifted uncomfortably underneanth him, causing a white hot flash of pleasure to burst in front of his eyes at the friction against his aching groin. He moaned out loud and ground his hips against the blonde, earning himself another wave. He took that opportunity to look down at his companion, only to grin admiringly at what he saw before him. Vash was, for lack of a better word, huge! But not so large that it offset his slim, yet muscular body. Just....
"Perfect."
The words had escaped Wolfwood's lips before he knew it, and Vash stared at him. Wolfwood thought it was strange how he could get lost in those beautiful aquamarine eyes of his.
"Did you say something Nick?"
"Huh? Um n-no I didn't say anything....Vash are you sure you want to do this?"
Vash stared into Wolfwood's dark eyes and he nodded.
"Yes Nicholas, I do....I've wanted to tell you for the longest time....how I feel about you. But....I didn't want you to think the wrong thing....and....I thought you would think that I was....flawed or ugly because of my scars....I-"
Vash was cut off as Nicholas seized his lips in a passionate, fiery kiss, and didn't let go until niether of them could breathe. Vash gazed up at Wolfwood through half-lidded, glazed eyes, and watched as he fumbled in the drawer next to them for the small bottle of suntan oil Vash kept for the exceptionally hot desert days. Finding what he was looking for Wolfwood turned to him and smiled warmly, shaking the contents of the bottle into his hand. Nick quickly prepared himself and Vash felt him move his hand to his entrance. He gasped in shock as Wolfwood inserted one finger inside of him, and then swiftly added a second. Both men were now covered in a light sheen of sweat, and Vash's breath came in short gasps, as Wolfwood retracted his fingers and positioned himself.
Vash cried out as Wolfwood pushed into him, instantly striking a sensitive spot. His hands curled in the sheets, and he tugged on them as his lover fully impaled him. Once he was securely inside, Wolfwood stopped and let Vash adjust to his size before continuing. He closely monitored Vash's facial features for any signs of discomfort. When the blonde nodded reassuringly, he began to move against him, slowly at first, but gaining speed as he became more confident. He loved the being below him, and he wasn't about to hurt him by doing something foolish. Vash ran his hands through his blonde spikes, and lightly pulled on them as he came closer to climax. Wolfwood had begun to thrust into him harder and harder, and it was pushing him over the edge. Especially when his partner had reached a hand down to his neglected erection, and began to stroke him tenderly as he thrusted. Vash couldn't take anymore, and he knew both of them were close. So close.
Wolfwood began to speed up as he felt Vash tighten around him, getting ready to climax. He himself was not far off as well, and as he gave one final thrust as deep as he could go, he came hard inside the blonde. At the same time Vash gave a loud cry, and climaxed over himself, and over Wolfwood as well as he collapsed on top of him. The two lay there for a while listening to each other's rapid breathing, before Wolfwood thought he could summon the strength to move again. He gently pulled away, and rolled over next to Vash, who gazed at him with hazy but love-filled eyes. Wolfwood smiled and pulled him into another kiss. One that was full of love and compassion for the man next to him. In that moment time seemed to freeze. There was no Knives or Gung Ho Guns to worry about. No one screaming in pain. No gunshots being fired. There was just Vash and Wolfwood, and the love they shared with each other. They both knew that the moment wouldn't last, but they were comfortable in knowing that there would be many more to come, and that filled them with hope. They held each other for the longest time. Neither wanting to let go. Vash turned to Wolfwood.
"I love you Nicholas."
"I love you too Vash."
"Forever?"
"Forever."
vOWARIv
Whew, that was my first yaoi fic ever!! [hugs Vash plushie] I hope you all absolutely loved it! If I get some good replys I'll post some more stories for y'all. Reply please, and thank you. ^.^
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-Keiji_L- · Sat May 28, 2005 @ 04:12pm · 0 Comments |
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Disclaimer: I don't own Trigun. But I do own a Vash shrine. .
Smoker's Anonymous
By: J-chan (a.k.a. Ax)
For probably the millionth time in his life, Nicholas D. Wolfwood lit up another cigarette and took a long puff from it. At about the same time, the tall brunette to his left snatched it out of his mouth and stubbed it out on the ground. He turned and gave her an incredulous look.
"What the hell did you do that for?!" He yelled.
"Nicholas!! Watch your language mister!!" Milly shouted and grabbed him by the ear.
She dragged him down the hall past a surprised vash, and headed for the bathroom. Vash grinned mischeiviously and followed the pair to see what was up. When he reached the bathroom he heard sounds of distress coming from inside the room, and when he opened the door he beheld Milly struggling madly to stuff a bar of soap into Wolfwood's mouth. Wolfwood Reached out a desperate hand to vash.
"Tongari, help me!! Get this sadistic she-devil off of meee!!"
"Sorry pal, you do the crime you pay the price."
Vash waved and walked away as Wolfwood screamed after him about Needle-noggined traitors and the like. He couldn't help but imagine just how cutethe twowould be as a married couple, and he grinned widely as images of Wolfwood taking out the trash and doing the laundry and dishes flashed through his mind. As he rounded the corner he collided with Meryl and knocked her on her butt. She shot up from the floor and glared daggers at him.
"Vash! Watch where you're going you big lunk head!!" She screeched.
"Oh, I'm sorry Meryl. Are you ok?" He asked.
Without giving him an answer, Meryl left the hallway in a huff. For a few moments Vash wondered what could be her problem, before a large crash was heard from the bathroom, and Wolfwood came tearing down the hallway past the startled gunman, foaming at the mouth and yelling "INJUSTICE!!" as he ran. Not far behind him stampeded Milly full intent on capturing him and completing his 'punishment'. Fortunately for Wolfwood Vash convinced Milly to leave him alone, and then the blonde got an idea. He got a wonderful idea. He whispered his wonderful idea to Milly and she beamed with happiness. Wolfwood was getting a little worried, especially because of the looks he was getting from Milly, and it made him a little nervous.
"NICHOLAS WAKE UP!!"
Wolfwood leapt out of bed scared Shitless and thinking that they were being invaded. He grabbed his cross, completely forgetting his lack of clothing, and ran into the main room. He realized very quickly his mistake.
"WHAA!!? MR. WOLFWOOD PUT SOME PANTS ON!!!!" Meryl cried covering up her eyes.
"I knew that cross was to compensate for something." Vash chuckled under his breath.
Milly however was forced to run to the bathroom for tissues because she had one of the worst nosebleeds of her life.
"Milly, are you ok?" Meryl said and followed her.
This left only Vash and one very confused and very naked Wolfwood in the room alone. Vash laughed and turned away blushing. Wolfwood looked at him with a mixture of confusion and anger.
"And just what the hell is so funny?!" He roared.
"Oh, nothing....It's just so....small."
And with that the outlaw took off running with Wolfwood hot on his heels. Having nowhere else to go Vash headed for his room and started to lock the door, but before he could Wolfwood battered the door down and to Vash's surprise, jumped on him and pinned him down. Vash screamed.
"AAAHHH GET OFF OF ME, YOU'RE NAKED!!!!!!" He began to flail about.
"Uh uh. I wanna see just what makes me smaller than you." Wolfwood retorted.
He began to undo the buttons on Vash's coat. Vash screamed and wailed, and kicked and fought, and Wolfwood had just managed to get his coat off, when Milly and Meryl walked in the door. Meryl's eyes rolled up into her head and she fainted, while her partner excused herself to go get more tissues, seeing as how her nosebleed had started up again. Vash took that opportunity to push Wolfwood off of himself and, grabbing his coat, he stepped over Meryl and fled the room to ensure Milly that it 'wasn't what it looked like'. Wolfwood sat up and went back to his room to put some clothes on. They had defintely had enough excitement for one morning.
When he was fully clothed and his personal hygeine was taken care of, Wolfwood went back into the family room and found his companions had recovered somewhat. Meryl still shot him disgusted glares, but she did that anyway so it wasn't much of a difference. He turned to Milly who was busy making pancakes.
"So Milly, what was it that you wanted to tell me before...the chaos?"
"Oh, I just wanted to let you know that I've enrolled you in a smoker's anonymous class, and that we'll be attending it today at noon." She smiled. "I'm going to do everything in my power to help you quit this horrible habit whether you like it or not."
Having said her peice she turned around and finished up with breakfast. Wolfwood's face went pale. How could she expect him to just up and quit something he had been doing since he was twelve?! It was madness! That was like telling Vash he had to quit eating donuts-Wait a minute....It was perfect! The perfect plan to get revenge on Vash for his comment earlier. He directed his attention toward the blonde and formed a mischievious smile.
"All right Milly, I'll do it. On one condition."
"Yes?" She asked.
"I'll do it if Vash gives up donuts."
Upon hearing this Vash spluttered in his orange juice spraying it everywhere. He looked up at Wolfwood with pleading eyes.
"You can't do this!! I'm sorry about the size comment earlier, but please don't take my donuts away! Please reconsider Wolfwood! Have mercy!!" Vash was all but crying at this point.
"Geeze Tongari, they're just donuts." Wolfwood couldn't understand the man's infatuation with the doughy food.
"I think it's a good idea." Meryl piped up. "It'll teach that no good broom-head some self control, and we'll have more money without having to buy him donuts everyday."
"Then it's settled!" Milly said. "Mr. Vash will quit donuts, and Nicholas will quit smoking."
"This is gonna be worst few months of my life." Wolfwood muttered.
"Speak for yourself." Vash groaned.
Over the next few months as Wolfwood had put it, the two men were going through veritable hell. Wolfwood was constantly flipping the top of a lighter open and closed, and the sound of it made Meryl want to pull her hair out by the roots. Meanwhile Vash had taken to chewing the ends of his gloves to satiate his donut cravings, and it was costing even more than donuts were to replace the leather gloves he bit holes in. The smoker's and donut eater's anonymous classes were really helping, but every once in a while the girls would catch Wolfwood with a cigarette, or vash with a donut, and the problem would be dealt with. Soon enough though it worked. Wolfwood didn't sneak anymore cigarettes and there was not a donut crumb to be found on Vash. Everything was perfect. Or so the girls thought.
One night Milly and Meryl were awakened to noises coming from Vash's room so they went to investigate. Upon opening the door they saw Vash and Wolfwood loading up a huge stash of their favorite items: Donuts and Cigarettes. As soon as they spotted the girls they both cursed in unison and jumped out of the window with their spoils. The girls watched in shock as the two hoodlums made off into the night on Wolfwood's motorcycle. From the bike Vash flashed them the love and peace sign then stuck his tongue out. Milly turned to her friend.
"Where did we go wrong Meryl? I thought they didn't like that stuff anymore."
"Well Milly, just goes to show you you can never expect men to be smart enough to listen to reason."
"Do you think they'll come back?"
"Once they run out of money. It's a known fact that men just can't survive without women around to help them out."
"Amen to that!"
OWARI
I want to apologize to Mr. Wolfwood and his fans for what I wroteabout him. "Gomen Nick." I kinda felt that this had a slight shonen-ai feel to it, but I was on the verge of writing a yaoi for Adult fan fiction.net and well, I'm sorry if I offended anyone. On a lighter note however, I had fun writing this and I hope you'll all read and enjoy. -Ax. 3nodding
-Keiji_L- · Wed May 18, 2005 @ 05:03am · 0 Comments |
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My super cool awesome Trigun fanfic #1!!!! ^o^ |
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Disclaimer: I don't own Trigun, but if I did I'd probably share them. .
Arguments, Bullets, and Bounty Hunters
By: J-chan (a.k.a Ax)
"Doesn't anything in that spikey yellow head of yours work vash?!" Yelled a very pissed off priest.
" I'm sorry! I just couldn't help myself! She was such a hottie too!!" The blonde yelled back.
Wolfwood and Vash were once again on the run after they had stopped in a small town called JR. Unfortunately for the two this town just so happened to be inhabited by nothing but bounty hunters and their families. Vash had made the mistake of revealing his identity to a pretty girl and was shocked beyond words when she immediately aimed a gun at him. This caught the attention of everyone around him, and not soon after he and Wolfwood bolted from the town, dragging Angelina 2 with them. The bike had chosen that day of all days to break down and Wolfwood just couldn't leave it. Currently they were being chased down by what amounted to the entire population of the bounty hunter town.
"Geeze, I should have just left your a** back with that girl and her grandma!" Wolfwood fumed.
"Gee, thank's for your kindness friend." Vash said sarcastically.
He pulled out his gun and shot two more bullets out of the air that were headed Wolfwood's way. But instead of acknowledging this Wolfwood pulled out a cigarette and tried to light up as he ran.
"If you really CARE I just saved your life TWICE!" Vash shouted.
Wolfwood looked up lazily and blew a smoke ring at him.
"What did you say? I didn't hear you?"
"GRRRR!!!"
With a growl Vash let go of his hold on the bike and ran ahead of Wolfwood. It wasn't his fault if the preist ended up with a bullet in the back. He should pay more attention to what he was doing and then maybe he wouldn't run into trouble. Distracted by his thoughts, Vash was caught off gaurd when a bullet found its mark in his shoulder, and he stumbled into the sand.
"Oww! Dammit that hurt! Why do these things always happen to me?!"
"Because you're Vash The Stampede, that's why."
Wolfwood said, and helped him to his feet. The two continued on and soon lost the bounty hunters. They took shelter in a small cave Vash spotted on the horizon. Vash nervously scanned the cave walls for signs of danger. Wolfwood came over and slapped him on the shoulder. The wounded shoulder.
"OWWWW!!" Vash cried in pain.
"What's- Oh look, blood." Wolfwood said before he promptly passed out.
About five minutes later the comatos preist regained conciousness and blinked a few times, before looking over at Vash, who was glaring at him and holding his shoulder protectively. Wolfwood rose and went over to where vash was sitting, only to have the blonde gunman recoil in horror and turn away from him with a fearful expression on his face.
"No! Stay away!" Vash yelled.
"C'mon Tongari, let me look at it! The bullet might still be in there!" Wolfwood shouted back.
"No, it isn't! I'm fine! I don't need any help! Stay back!!"
Vash quickly scooted away from Wolfwood, but the other man was too fast and he tackled the gunslinger, and pinned him to the ground. Vash struggled madly for a few minutes but finally gave up and let Wolfwood look at his shoulder. Wolfwood unbuttoned Vash's coat carefully and tossed it in a corner, then surveyed the wound with practiced concentration. A wince crossed Vash's face as Wolfwood felt around the wound to check for broken bones or torn muscles. Finding none he shifted Vash around and looked for an exit wound. Nothing! sweat-dropping he turned to Vash and put on his best doctor's voice.
"Well Vash,....it looks like the bullet is still in there....so....I....I'll have to....remove it. Brace yourself."
Vash gulped and squeezed his eyes shut as Wolfwood jammed his fingers into the wound and felt around for the little peice of metal, that could cause major problems if not removed immediately. As Wolfwood worked he was vaguely aware that Vash was uttering the most foul words he had ever heard under his breath. He absentmindedly wondered just where vash had picked up such language, then decided it was best not to ponder on it. If he was in pain then let him say what he wants, we're both adults here. After much searching, prodding, and an ear-piercing screech from Vash, the bullet was safely removed and the wound was bandaged. Vash sat up and rubbed his eyes. He examined the bandage and, seeing that everything was fine, rebuttoned his coat. Wolfwood had long since lit another cigarette and was already halfway through it. He walked over to the pitiful heap that was the Angelina 2 and began to work on it. Vash sweatdropped.
"Wolfwood what are we gonna do if you can't fix that thing by morning?"
"That THING Vash is my baby; and don't you dare insult her, or I won't remove the next bullet you get lodged in yourself."
Vash wimpered. "Have you so little faith in me Wolfwood?"
"Only when it comes to you keeping yourself out of trouble." Wolfwood chuckled.
The rest of the night was spent talking, around a small campfire Vash had managed to get going. The main topics of conversation were about one another's pasts, and by the end of the evening they knew just about everything about each other. Wolfwood withheld the part about his role as a gung ho gun, and vash never said anything about not being human, but other than that it was quite a pleasent night. That next morning however would prove to be quite different.
BOOM "OH CRAP!!! Wolfwood's gonna kill me!!"
Wolfwood shot straight up from where he lay and ran outside. He beheld Vash, covered from head to toe in soot, standing next to a smoking crater in the ground, and looking like the guiltiest man in the world. Wolfwood walked over to the smoking hole and his hands shook in anger as he bent over and picked up what was left of the license plate to Angelina 2. Vash cautiously tried to inch away but it was too late, Wolfwood had spotted him.
"VASH!!!!!!!"
"I'M SORRY!!!!!"
Vash took off and never looked back as Wolfwood grabbed his cross punisher and gave chase. The hunt was on. As for the bounty hunters....well.....they went home.
OWARI
Well I hope you all thought it was hilarious. I apologize for what I did to Vash-san, but it seemed like a good bit of irony at the time. also, I just couldn't resist making Vash cuss. Heck, I would too in that situation. Well, happy reading, and if you all give me feedback, I'll post more stories.
Sayonara,
-Ax
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-Keiji_L- · Sat May 14, 2005 @ 06:53am · 0 Comments |
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[QUOTE]Tred quietly into the world of insaniy.[/QUOTE] |
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Good day to all of you in the web community. 3nodding I am Ax The Typhoon, and together we will traverse the internet to find all of the greatest links to anime there are out there. I wil start by giving you a few links now to get you started:
1. discount anime dvd
2. yesanimation
3. tokyopop
I hope that helps some of you to find great anime products. As well as links, I will also be posting my fan fiction for your reading pleasure. Well, I hope you will make sure to visit the linked sites and keep the anime tradition alive.
Sayonara for now,
-Ax The Typhoon heart
-Keiji_L- · Mon May 09, 2005 @ 07:34pm · 0 Comments |
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