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Exactly two months since the last update, jeez.� If you wish to throw the Stones of Shaming I shan�t
protest.� -_-;;� Ah well, here�s the latest chapter, and man
was it was a bitch to write.�

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Vash walked the busy hallway to the level�s kitchen area,
the largest one on the ship.� The din of
talking and yelling hit him early, reminding him that it was �Kid�s Cooking Day�
for the displaced children of the orphanage. �The activity was one of Meryl�s inventions to
take some of the strain off Melanie and the other caretakers once a week.� All of the younger children would be in the
kitchen today working on lunch without any help or input from the adults unless
there was an emergency.� Normally it
cheered Vash to help with the supervision, but today�

Today nothing could bring him happiness.

He scanned the room listlessly from the doorway looking for
the two he needed.� Livio was overseeing
the chopping station with Milly.� He
smiled widely at the efforts of the small boy seated on his lap, working
intently on a carrot.

Vash looked to the left and there behind two girls at the
stove was Wolfwood, looking absolutely mortified as they dumped far too much
salt into the stew.� He buried his head
in his hands and Vash almost smiled.

�In days� he could be dead.� �A surge of energy welled up in response to his
dark thought and Vash held it in with difficulty.

He felt Meryl coming up behind him but couldn�t bring
himself to look away from the chaotic, cheerful scene in front of him.� She stopped beside him and slipped her hand
into his, squeezing it and leaning against him for a moment and he was grateful
for the offered support.� She�d been in
the meeting as well and felt the same weight that he did.

�I�m glad they�re here,� she said softly after a while.� �It�s not that they don�t know how dangerous
things are.� They do, it�s just�� She paused for a moment and continued
thoughtfully.� �They have each
other.� With all the hardships they�ve
survived every moment they spend together is a gift.� They�re a good example for us all.�

�Enjoy the moment.�� A
child�s lesson, a lesson only sturdy enough to survive one lifetime, not
three.� For him it had been devoured by
the passage of decades spent in pain.� Now
that he�d found joy in the person he�d been seeking for so, so long he lived in
fear of losing what he had.� He could
only hope that things would change for him when Knives was no longer a threat.� Provided Wolfwood survived, anyway.

When he finally managed to bring his gaze down to her, Meryl�s
dark eyes were somber but full of the inner strength and determination Vash so
admired in her.� �You have friends and
family now and we all love you,� she said simply.� �Most of the burden is still on you, but
depend on us to do everything we can.� We
won�t let you down.�

�I know,� he managed with a slight smile.� �Thank you.�

Meryl took a deep breath to steady herself, turning her
attention back to the needs of the present.�
�I�ll take over for them here.� Do
you need a minute or are you ready to tell them now?�

�I�ll never be ready.�
But I don�t have a choice,� Vash said bitterly.� Meryl�s heart ached at hearing the pain in
his voice, but knew there was nothing she could do or say right now that would
give him any lasting comfort.� Too much
of what went on in his head remained a mystery to her.

After one last squeeze of his hand, she left his side and
went to where Milly and Livio were seated, bending close to them in a quiet
conversation.� �Nick,� Vash murmured
lowly.� That enhanced hearing came in
handy once more when Wolfwood looked right at him from across the room.� He nodded his understanding and the two
ex-assassins slipped out as Meryl took over with her usual style of
authoritarian command.� Without a word
Vash turned and led them down the hallway and out onto one of the outdoor walkways.� The walk was longer than necessary; he was just
stalling for time.� Vash wasn�t ready to
have this conversation and needed the extra moments to settle his restless thoughts.

The strong wind whipped around them as soon as they stepped
outside and Wolfwood was glad of his thick turtleneck.� A long minute ticked by as Vash tried to
deliver the news and failed.� Finally
Livio broke the silence.� �It�s time,
isn�t it?�

Vash nodded slowly as if the admission hurt him.� �Knives� has made his play.� He goaded the military into attacking.�

�Fucking idiots,� Wolfwood snorted.� They kept insisting on using their most
powerful weapon against Knives: a massive energy cannon powered completely by
captive plants.� The Generals in charge were
pompous and superior, so sure they could kill Knives and be heroes without the
aid of the fleet.� So when Luida tried to
tell them precisely how illogical their plan was, they refused to take her
seriously.� They wouldn�t recognize that
the plants on whom they relied so heavily lacked the ability and the will to harm
one of their own.� �So they flipped the
�on� switch and nothing happened.� Knives
must have wiped them out.�

�It was a massacre,� Vash confirmed.� �After he was done with them he absorbed
every plant in the cannon and the last few on the surface.� Then he destroyed the relay satellite we were
using to talk to the Earth ships.� It was
our last one.� The only upshot of all
this is that Knives doesn�t know how long we�ve been in contact with them; he
won�t be expecting any resistance.�

�Stop dancing and spit it out.� What�s the bottom line?�

�We only have two days before they�re here, and Knives is
already waiting for them.� He�s in the
upper atmosphere.� At that distance the
pieces of the destroyed ships will be sucked into the planet�s gravity and burn
up.� He said� he wanted everyone to enjoy
the fireworks.�

Livio�s thoughts immediately went to the people gathered
miles below them on the surface.� The
last remnants of humanity on this world that had somehow managed to survive the
destruction or stay ahead of it had come together beneath the fleet, hoping
that it and the military could save them.�
The spectacular failure of the military would have crushed hopes down
there beyond all imagining, and the theft of the last plants would have
finished the job.� With them gone, resources
were limited to what they had on hand.�
When food and water ran out, there would be no more.� Only now did he realize that Knives� plan had
one final parting shot: he meant to drive them all mad with despair by making
them witness the destruction of the rescue ships.� Then he would simply sit back and watch them
die.

�It�s not enough for him to kill us, he has to drag it out
and torture us first?� He can�t get away
with this!� When are we going to do
something about it?�

Vash hesitated again.�
Livio�s anger was understandable, as was his eagerness to leave and get
on with things.� But Vash was far from
ready.� The three of them would travel
together for two days, three at the most.�
And then he would have to turn his back and walk away to leave his guide
to Legato.

A slow death would be the best outcome Wolfwood could hope
for if he lost.

NO!

This time the swell of energy came from deep inside him and was
powerful enough to steal his breath for a moment.� It cast about for the source of the danger,
ready to tear apart anything it considered a threat.� Finding none, it zeroed in on Wolfwood like a
laser.� Nothing like this had ever
happened before and he was too frightened to test the theory that it would
never hurt his guide.� When it tried to
surge outward Vash fought hard to deny it an outlet.� After an intense struggle his will prevailed
and he was back in control, at least for the moment.

He turned his attention outward again to find that only a
few seconds had passed but he realized that Wolfwood was scrutinizing him with
eyes that saw too much.� Livio was still
waiting on his answer.� �We leave tomorrow
morning.�� Vash looked to Wolfwood but it
hurt too badly, so he moved his gaze back to Livio.� �We�ll have to stay under Knives� radar, but
as focused as he is on the incoming ships it shouldn�t be too hard.� I�ll meet you at six.�

He left without another word, so jittery inside that he was
sure he would vibrate right through the walkway and fall to the planet�s
faraway surface.

Wolfwood watched him go with a sigh.� �This� is really fucked up.�

�Why is Knives doing this?�
What could have happened to make him hate us so much?�

�I don�t know, and if Vash knows he hasn�t said anything to
me.� But in the end does it really
matter?� He�s gotta be stopped.�

�What about us.� Are
we ready?�

�Almost.� That cute
little red-headed technician has our gear ready for pick-up, and she said she
has a surprise for me.� What about
you?� It�s not too late to change your mind
if you want to stay and look out for Milly.�

Livio smiled.� �She
doesn�t need me to look after her.� She�ll
come out okay.�

�You seem pretty sure about that.�

�Milly's been through a lot already.� It would be
insulting to start treating her like a fragile doll just because we're together now, don�t you think?�

Wolfwood shuddered.� �Gotta
agree with you there.�� Though Milly was
kind, gentle and cute as a button, getting on her bad side was something to be
avoided at all costs. �She�d shown time
and again that she was perfectly willing and able to swallow her fear and lay
down the law when the situation warranted.�
It was no wonder Livio had fallen hard for her.� �She�s one hell of a woman.� Well, maybe Vash�ll have a change of heart
and just rip Knives� head off.� Then you
won�t have to worry about leaving her.�

�About that,� Livio said quietly.� �I�ve been meaning to ask you something.� Knives� is his brother.� Can he really do this?�

Wolfwood was silent so long Livio started to fear that he�d
overstepped his bounds.� Then, �I�m
trying to help him, aren�t I?� You should
know by now that I don�t help weak people.�

Livio chuckled bitterly.�
�You have a short memory.� When I
came to the orphanage I was an antisocial wreck who couldn�t interact with
anyone.� You helped me, didn�t you?�

�Yeah, and look at you now.�
You�re tough, strong, and you can stand on your own no matter what.� You aren�t weak, you never were.� You were just lost, like Tongari was.� It�s a big difference.�

A particular hitch in Livio�s breathing warned Wolfwood of
what was coming.� It started with a lip
tremble and sniffling, and advanced to a full-on bitten bottom lip.� He looked into Livio�s watery eyes with alarm
and took a wary step back.� �Don�t you
even think about it,� he warned.

�I can�t help it!� Livio wailed, throwing himself onto
Wolfwood and locking him in a crushing bear hug, lifting him so his feet
dangled off the ground.� �That�s the most
wonderful thing you�ve ever said to me!�
I�m so happy!�

�Put me down right now you over-muscled crybaby or I�ll
throw you off this damned ship!� Wolfwood threatened as dangerously as he could
through a constricted wheeze.

�Ah!� Sorry!�� Livio released him and he gasped for breath,
a difficult task in the thin air.

�Damned brat,� Wolfwood muttered, walking back toward the
entryway while massaging his sides.

�Hey, where are you going?�

�I might die pretty soon.�
Human life here is close to being nothing but a memory, and somebody I
care about is walking into a fight I can�t do a damned thing to help him win.� I�m gonna do what any frustrated departing
soldier would do right now.� I�m gonna go
find a pretty blond and talk them into bed with me.�

�Nick!�� Livio blushed
to the roots of his hair while Wolfwood chuckled and walked on.� It was then that he noticed Milly.� She�d come to find him and was standing close
enough to have heard that last bit of the conversation.� As Wolfwood passed her he turned back to
Livio with a devious smile.� �I suggest
you do the same.�� He winked at Milly and
walked off whistling a jaunty tune.

Left face to face with her Livio spluttered madly until he
realized�� She didn�t look at all
offended.� Actually she looked sort of�

Livio smiled.

Oh, hell yeah.

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Wolfwood walked the sterile hallways of the ship to his room
with Vash, hoping that after tomorrow morning he�d never have to do it again.� This was Vash�s world and he was welcome to
it.

But technology did have its perks, he decided.� The technician he�d just been to see had used
it to great effect, giving him and Livio an unanticipated boost in their odds
of surviving this madness.� The bag slung
over his shoulder was surprisingly light for such an important package.� Apparently his and Livio�s lives didn�t weigh
very much.� He gave an amused snort at
the thought.�

He reached the door and slapped the control pad to open it
but nothing happened; it just made an annoying buzzing sound.� His good mood vanished and he scowled.� �So you locked me out.� Subtle.�
Too bad I don�t take hints.�� He
contemplated shooting it, but his gun was inside.� So he drew his arm back to punch it, but an
image of Luida�s stern face crossed his mind and he stopped.� He did not
want to have to explain to her why he damaged her ship when no lives were at
stake.� For a woman with no children, she
could glare out motherly disapproval like nobody�s business.

He angrily stabbed in the lock code and the door swished
open.� Not nearly as satisfying as
shooting it, but it worked nonetheless.

The living area was empty and Wolfwood carefully placed his
bag on a small desk, stepping over Vash�s boots to do so.� In an abnormal show of slobbishness, Vash had
apparently started shedding his clothes as soon as he walked in the door and
just left them where they fell.� Wolfwood
grimaced; it was a bad sign.� He stopped
off at a cabinet and pulled out the bottle of whiskey he�d filched from one of
the kitchens before crossing into the bedroom.�
Sure enough he found Vash lying on the bed, bare to the waist and in his
favorite worn-down pair of sweatpants, arms behind his head staring blankly up
at the ceiling.

�Here.�� He thumped
down with a sigh and jiggled the bottle in Vash�s field of vision.� �Figured you�d need a drink.�

For a few seconds Vash didn�t move.� Finally he took the bottle, pulled out the stopper
with his teeth and spit it out.� Wolfwood
watched wide-eyed while he gulped down the whole thing.� Sure, it wasn�t enough to get him tipsy, but it
was still a pretty impressive display.� When
Vash was done he simply tossed it over the side of the bed where the thick
glass hit the floor with a metallic clang.

�If you put a dent in Luida�s ship she�ll throttle you,�
Wolfwood remarked casually.� �I hope that
helped.� We coulda shared it, you know.�

Vash just returned his hands to their place under his head.� �Get a cup.�
I�ll spit some back up for you.��
His speech was short and clipped almost to the point of growling, his
eyes hard: Vash in �go away� mode.� When
he used it on those who didn�t know him, they usually fled.� Those who did know him either took the hint
or respected his wishes and left him to his thoughts.

Well, everyone except Wolfwood, anyway.

The priest couldn�t help but smirk.� �Thanks, but no thanks.� So.� I
take it you just plan on sitting here brooding until we leave.� Not really my idea of a fun evening.�

Vash just ignored the taunt.�
�Don�t you have to go pack or something?�

�Nope.� I got nothing
better to do than sit here and bother you,� Wolfwood answered blithely.� �So you wanna tell me what the hell happened
to you earlier?�

�Not really.� I think
I hear Melanie calling you.� You should
go see what she wants.�

�Nice try.� These
rooms are soundproof, or at least that�s what you told me.� You�re wound up tighter than piano wire.� I�m not leaving you here to brood until
tomorrow.� Look, there�s nothing you can
do about Knives right now, so leave it alone for now.� I can think of a lot better things we could
be doing.�� He reached out to brush his
fingers across Vash�s forehead, and his calm demeanor vanished.

�No!�

Wolfwood watched him shoot off the bed as if he�d been
shocked.� The air in the room became so
alive with restless energy that it prickled at his skin.� He looked to Vash for answers but in his eyes
found only a turbulent mix of emotions, chief among them were fear and
confusion.

He frowned.� This
wasn�t as simple as he�d thought.� �What
am I missing here?� You haven�t been this
tied up about Knives since I� well, since then.� Did something else happen?�

�No. �I�m still afraid
of what will happen but I know I can stop him.�

�So what�s��

�It�s you,� Vash whispered.�
�It�s about you.�� He stopped and
Wolfwood was too surprised to do anything but wait quietly for him to finish
the thought.� �I wasn�t there.� You needed me and I wasn�t there and what if
it happens all over again?�

Wolfwood opened his mouth to tell him yet again that it
wasn�t his fault but Vash stopped him.�
�Just let me have my guilt.� I
knew something was wrong when you came back and I should have at least put it
together then.�� He tried not to think
about it, his error of not protecting Wolfwood from his brother made worse by
the sin of obliviousness.� In those early
days the signs had been so fucking obvious if he�d only been able to pull his
head out of his own problems long enough to add them all up.

Vash took a deep, shaky breath to steady himself.� �I know I can stop my brother.� I know
it, thanks to you.� But I look at you and
all I see are �what-ifs.�� So many paths
that end in nothing but pain and death and I� can�t� take it!� Please go, just for now, okay?� I can�t be around you until I can get this back
under control!�

Vash turned his back to Wolfwood, facing the wall and trying
to regain some control over the energy banging away inside him.� Containing it with Wolfwood so close took all
the concentration he had, but he had to do it because he had no idea what it
would do if it got out.

Wolfwood looked over the tightened shoulders and clenched
fists and understood that Vash was right on the edge of� something, even if he didn�t really understand why.� Leaving was the smart move.� Keep his distance, let Vash cool off and
focus on what he had to do.� Smart.

But he couldn�t do it, couldn�t bring himself to take that
step back.� Everything in him was
screaming that he could fix this, make it easier to bear.� He wrestled with it for a moment, and
remembered that his instincts where Vash was concerned were more often right
than wrong. �Remembered that Vash called
him his guide for a reason.

�Fuck,� he thought.�
�If I�m wrong this could go really bad but� no.� I know I�m right.�

Vash waited for the sound of the door, but it didn�t
come.� Instead he heard fabric swishing, then
a muffled thump.� He spun around just in
time to see Wolfwood peeling his dark green turtleneck off slowly.� He let it drop and it landed right on top of
his pants in a neat pile.

�I know you�re in a bad mood and I don�t really care.� I�m horny as hell and since smokes don�t do
it for me anymore � and by the way, thank you so very much for ruining that for me � all I�m interested in right now
is you fucking me.� So let�s get on with
it before I really get annoyed with you.�

Vash locked eyes with him in a silent warning but it
Wolfwood simply ignored him.� Wolfwood
very deliberately hooked his fingers into the waistline of his boxers and slid
them over his hips, hissing as his erection bobbed free.� As soon as his body was fully bared to Vash�s
sight another burst of that electric energy shot off him and wrapped around Wolfwood,
and he shivered in its wake.� He could
see Vash trying to rein it in and his eyes widened.� �Huh.� That�s new.�

�Are you starting to get it now?� he pleaded.� �I kept my power locked away for a long, long
time.� When I finally let it out, I did
it to save you and because of that it�s tied to you in a way I don�t
understand.� I can�t turn it off, and
that makes it dangerous.� Don�t you
see?� Nothing bad has happened so far,
but right now I am terrified of
losing you� and I haven�t been in control around you since this morning.� I don�t know what I�ll do to you, Nick.�

Wolfwood sighed deeply.�
�You�re giving me a headache, Tongari.�

In Vash�s estimation, his guide typically held himself one
of two ways.� The first was a deceptive,
lazy slouch that fooled all but the most trained eyes into thinking he was just
a traveling priest, and nothing else.�
The second was a smooth, predatory stance that was as thrilling as it
was deadly.

But sometimes, on very rare occasions he would just� kind
of�

Slink.� There was no
other word for it.� It was this fluid,
cat-like movement and it sent a jolt to his cock every single time he saw it, and
this time was no exception.� Wolfwood
moved toward him and� fuck.� He�d never seen anyone outside of a high-class
brothel move like that, and they had to learn it.� With Wolfwood it was just natural.

Vash�s cock swelled and he couldn�t get any harder; Wolfwood
wasn�t fighting fair.� He tried to take a
step back but he hit the wall.� It was
just as well; the need to be inside him now
wouldn�t have allowed him to leave the room anyway.

�You might wanna breathe,� Wolfwood said with a smirk.� Vash hadn�t even realized he was holding his
breath.

The self-satisfied expression on Wolfwood�s face just made
him all the more irresistible and Vash moaned as another burst of energy surged
off him.� It was bigger than the ones
before and he waited in horror for feathers or guns or for Wolfwood to double
over in pain or explode or something equally nasty.� Instead Wolfwood hissed and shivered hard
when it touched him, little drops of sweat breaking out on his brow as his
breath came a little faster.� But it
didn�t look like pain.� It looked
like�� Vash blinked.

Oh.

�In case you haven�t noticed, you�re not exactly hurting me
here.�� Wolfwood�s voice sounded of sex
and need and Vash could only shake his head mutely.� �You haven�t hurt me yet and you�re not going
to, so stop being stupid.� You want me.� Here I am naked, practically begging for it
and oh, look.� There�s a bed.� Since I�m not being fucked into it yet I
gotta think there�s something more I have to do to get you interested.�

�No,� Vash breathed.�
�You never have to do anything.� I
always want you.�

Even though he�d made the admission, Vash was still frozen
with fear.� And so Wolfwood decided to
take advantage of his stationary target.�
�Okay, fine,� he sighed mournfully.�
�I guess I have to do everything myself.�� Wolfwood came closer and Vash was convinced
he had cast some kind of spell as he did so because he couldn�t look away from
those smoky eyes.� He felt Wolfwood�s
hand touch the inside of his thigh only to slide slowly upward.� He hissed as it moved over his trapped cock.

His hands eventually came to the waistband and easily
slipped the loose sweats down to the floor.�
Wolfwood followed, sliding down his body and Vash was trapped right in
the middle between anticipation and fear.�
Wolfwood�s hands rested on his thighs and still managed to keep him
captive with that gaze.� He could only
watch while Wolfwood swallowed the head of his cock, moaning at the feel of his
tongue swirling around him.

Wolfwood slid further down his length and Vash�s body was
certain this was right even if his brain wasn�t.� He gave in to the inevitable, sliding his
fingers through the dark strands of his lover�s hair.� At that sign of surrender Wolfwood finally
released him.� His eyelashes fluttered
closed and Vash was free to let his head fall back against the wall.

Wolfwood moved, working him expertly.� Every slide, every lick along the slit of his
cock, every swirl of his tongue took him higher and before very long his
fingers tightened in the dark strands.� Wolfwood
took him in deep just then, swallowing around him and humming low in his
throat.� Vash�s hips jerked and he came
with a sharp cry.� Wolfwood rode him out,
swallowing quickly while Vash trembled against him.� He slid his mouth free slowly and with
another swipe of his tongue that forced another moan from Vash.

Warmth tingled along his nerves in a muted version of what
happened when Vash fucked him and he shivered as it rushed through him.� Vash noticed and it only caused another surge
in his energies.� �Are you sure�?� he
managed.

Wolfwood didn�t answer in words; he didn�t have to.� It was there in the dark eyes.� Implicit, absolute trust. �With a whimper he stopped resisting.� As they both tumbled roughly to the bed he
prayed very hard that he would not betray that trust now.

Vash�s weight descended on him and they sailed backward as
Vash gave up the fight.� His back hit the
bed before he knew what had happened, but he didn�t have time to be smug about
it.� He realized he�d just agreed � demanded, actually � to be the sexual focal
point for one hell of a lot of desperate, frustrated energy.� �Maybe I shoulda thought this out more��

Whatever Vash was radiating at him increased tenfold as soon
as he touched him.� �Screw it,� he
decided.� �Safe is for people whose bed
partners don�t generate their own light when they come.� And people who play it safe never get to feel
this fucking good.�

Vash pressed full against him and it was more than enough to
make him come right then and there, but his climax stayed stubbornly at bay and
he cursed knowing Vash was the cause.� He
shoved the priest�s legs apart and all he could do was groan, happy to let Vash
do whatever he was going to do � just so long as he did it quickly.

Vash had the barely enough presence of mind to reach into
the nightstand, his hand unerringly finding the lube he kept stashed
there.� He managed to squeeze some out
and slick himself before Wolfwood decided he was taking too long.� He reached down and wrapped his fingers
around his length, moaning at the touch and stroking himself.� He knew it probably wouldn�t bring him any
relief but he had to try something or he�d explode.

He watched Wolfwood for a moment � how could he not? �
before something very close to anger but not quite flashed through him.� He grabbed Wolfwood�s hand and pulled it away
and those dark eyes locked onto him in disbelief.� As twisted up as Vash was, it wasn�t beyond
possibility that he�d just keep him like this.

He saw Wolfwood�s uncertainty and wanted to explain, to tell
him that he needed to be the cause of the pleasure he felt, that when he came
it would be because of him.� But he didn�t
have enough rational thought left for speech, and even if he did the mere
thought of stopping things to talk was intolerable.

�Dammit,� Wolfwood gasped.�
�Why won�t you��

Vash pressed inside him before he could finish the question,
hoping he�d understand.� He received a growl
and a half-hearted dirty look for not stretching him first, but they both knew
he couldn�t help it.� He at least had the
courtesy to fill his lover slowly but the push was unyielding and Wolfwood had
no choice but to convince his muscles to accept the invasion.

Vash buried himself as deep as the position would allow and
he shuddered, sweat falling from his brow onto Wolfwood�s shoulder.� He wanted to wait, to torture himself by staying
like this as long as they could because he knew that once he moved there would
be no stopping until the storm inside him spent itself.� But Wolfwood was shivering hard under him,
his inner muscles squeezing so wonderfully around his cock and Vash knew he
wouldn�t accept his hesitance much longer.

Finally Wolfwood couldn�t take it anymore.� �Fuck Vash,� he gasped.� �Move!�

His words snapped the last bit of restraint Vash
possessed.� Wolfwood�s hands closed over
his arms and held on tight as Vash pounded into him feverishly.� There was no room for conscious thought after
that, only room to feel.� Vash watched
him, unable to look away from the sight of Wolfwood straining against him,
trying to reach that long overdue climax that stayed just out of reach.

Wolfwood�s eyes fluttered open and pinned him again from
under lowered lids and the look in them was enough to drive Vash over the
edge.� His climax hit him fast and hard,
jolting loose a sharp cry.� The knot that
had been growing in his gut since the morning started to uncoil and his hold on
Wolfwood�s body fell apart.� As soon as
Vash released him his orgasm crashed through him and he shouted, fingers
digging into Vash�s arms with the pleasure of it.� His muscles trembled violently, but even
through such a veil of pleasure Wolfwood should have been at least a little
concerned because for a fleeting moment he heard � well, not so much heard as felt � Vash�s voice.

I need you.

It was sudden and the intensity of it shook him and left him
gasping but it was gone so fast he doubted it had even happened�� But Vash gave him no time to think about it,
or even recover.� Vash was moving again,
shifting his legs higher, gripping his hips tightly and he forgot everything as
Vash drove into him even deeper than before.�
There was only pleasure after that, for both of them.

He had pushed Wolfwood past his usual silence and greedily
drank in every cry that was torn from his lips.�
Vash was in the moment then, nothing in him but the need to make this
last, to drown them both in the pleasure of the moment and he pursued it with
all the force of the energy within him.�
Gone were the terrible possibilities his mind had conjured all day; right
now Wolfwood was alive, moving with him, holding him so tightly, crying out for
him, for him and it was all that
mattered� and too beautiful to last.

The rhythm of Vash�s hips slamming into Wolfwood became
disjointed and he came hard, his lover�s name on his lips.� Energy flowed out of him, releasing the last
of that tension that had been torturing him all day.� It set off that incredible chain reaction
Wolfwood had become addicted to and one of them cried out � or was that both of
them? �He wasn�t sure� � and it happened
again, no less intense but much, much softer, like a whisper through him.

I love you.

Vash let him go and dropped to gather him close.� He was breathing too hard to hear the small
whimper Wolfwood had accidentally allowed to escape him.� His imagination was a cruel thing to tease
him with what he wanted most, especially now.�
He would have cried from the pain of it if the pleasure singing through
him hadn�t fought back the sorrow.

Vash rolled them over and they clung to each other in the
aftermath, both wanting to speak for different reasons but both too exhausted to
even make the effort.� Wolfwood tried to
hang on to consciousness as their breathing slowed back to something more
normal, tried to burn the feeling he�d had into his soul, to hold on to even
though it hurt him badly to know it couldn't possibly be real.

But Vash was so warm and he was so tired, he lost it as he
slid into sleep.� By the time he awoke in
the morning the feeling was gone from him, leaving behind the empty space in
his heart that it had filled for far too brief a time.

The realist in him wouldn�t allow him to cry over something
so stupid as a conjured-up fantasy.

But as he watched Vash�s sleeping face in the low light of
the room, he wanted to.� He really did.

***********

::sigh::� Poor Wolfwood.� This is gonna take a while to sort out.� On a lighter note, I�m so glad Volume 13 is
out.� I didn�t want you guys to have to
rely on my pathetic description of Legato�s giant� spiky� mace� gun� thing in a couple of chapters.� :)� See
ya next time!

To Dragon: Thank yew! �Hope this wasn�t a terrible chapter.� ^_^;;

To Me: I�m just glad you�re enjoying the ficcie!� :~D

To L: �Wolfwood is
such a snarky little bastard his lines are really fun to write; I�m glad they
make you laugh.� :)� Hope this chapter was worth the wait!

To Affie and Rysha: Thank you! I�m just glad ya�ll haven�t
given up on me yet!� ^_^
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