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Sorry �bout the wait, guys!�
The guys kept insisting on more realistic rewrites.� Don�t laugh; you ever tried telling a couple
of gun-wielding plot bunnies �no?�� It
just doesn�t work!� ^o^� Anyway, I�ll do my best to get the next part
out sooner than this one.� On with the
show!

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Fourteen long hours and two more frustrated trips to the
bathroom later found Vash curled protectively around Wolfwood�s back.� In between fits of unbearable arousal, Vash
had spent the sleepless night focused inward, exploring the flow of his own
power.� It seemed to rejoice in its
newfound freedom and he learned from it, and was surprised to find that it was
learning from him as well.

When Wolfwood finally began to stir, Vash deepened his
breathing to feign sleep.� He hoped to
give Wolfwood the time he needed to adjust to the shock of waking up in the
arms of his half-naked best friend.

Wolfwood tensed at first, but then forced his muscles to
relax once he realized that though it was an odd situation, there was no
danger.� The suns blazed brightly
through the room�s large window at an angle that let him know he�d slept almost
an entire day away.� With every
exhalation Vash�s warm breath tickled the back of his neck.� Its rhythm was oddly soothing, as was the
arm tucked comfortably around him.� He
felt safe and relaxed in a way he never had before and decided not to dwell too
long on why that was.� Going back to
sleep was so very tempting�

His bladder chose that moment to chime in and express its
displeasure.� With an aggravated sigh
Wolfwood slipped out from under Vash�s arm and snuck into the bathroom to
relieve himself, never noticing the anxious gaze that followed him out of the
room.

The air in the house was desert hot, but nonetheless
Wolfwood shivered a little when his movements brought air dancing along his
skin.� He went to button his pilfered
shirt, but found most of the buttons missing.�
�How did that happen?�� He
scowled at the material as if he could somehow intimidate the answers out of
it.� He searched his memory but found
only the pain-filled blur that encounters with Legato sometimes left him with.

He couldn�t remember everything Legato had done to him, but
he did remember something else.

��why�d I have to fall for a complete moron?�

Wolfwood groaned and looked heavenward for answers.� �Why did I have to go and say that?�� He rolled his eyes upon receiving no answer
from the obstinate ceiling, and paused in rinsing his hands to let the water
fill his cupped palms.� A wry smile
touched his lips as he wondered if he could drown himself in that little
water.� A ridiculous death to be sure,
but it would definitely save him some embarrassment.

Then it occurred to him that Vash had stayed with him all
night.� Maybe he hadn�t shocked Vash as
much as he thought�?

No.� There had to be
a hundred other reasons more likely than that.�
He trudged back to bed berating himself for being stupid yet again.� Even if (and it was a pretty big if) Vash
were the least bit interested in him, it would never work; Legato and Knives
had made sure of that.

Vash lay still asleep, looking far younger and more innocent
than he had any right to look with his hair falling softly against his face,
not in those obnoxious spikes.� He
started to tell himself how dumb it was to be deceived by his looks and feel
protective toward this� this godlike being, but quickly stopped short.� So what if he was some kinda super energy
ball in human form?� He was still an
idiot and the key to saving the world; he needed protecting.

A beautiful, complex idiot who had held him fascinated from
day one.� �Who�s the real idiot, here?�
he thought with a smile.

It took everything Vash had to keep his breathing steady so
his heart rate didn�t shoot through the roof and give him away.� He could almost hear Wolfwood thinking,
could feel him smiling.� A pang of
longing shot through him and almost ruined his plan.� Wolfwood didn�t smile often.�
Oh, he smirked, sneered, even grinned widely to cover calculation and
deception, but he rarely smiled like Vash was sure he was smiling now.

Not opening his eyes to see it and not knowing what the man
was going to do was killing him.� He
sprawled his arm out in what would have been a fairly blatant invitation had he
been awake, knowing it probably wouldn�t work but needing to try anyway.

After a few tense heartbeats, the sheets lifted and Vash
felt the mattress shift.� The length of
Wolfwood�s body slid into bed torturously close to his own.� Unaware of the multiple heart failures he
was causing, Wolfwood mused that just maybe� it wouldn�t hurt to pretend, just
for a little while.� He finally rested
his head on Vash�s outstretched arm and counted his blessings that the blond
gunman was still asleep.� The last thing
he needed was to get caught doing this.

Vash sighed sleepily and wrapped himself around
Wolfwood.� It was a difficult thing to
pull off and still keep his movements natural enough to be mistaken for the
sleepy reflexes of a born cuddler, but he managed it.� Wolfwood tensed a little, but relaxed quickly enough.� When he felt a ghost of a smile against his
skin, Vash temporarily lost his mind.�
�Oh, what the hell.�

He let out a more exaggerated sigh and fairly tackled the
other man.� He threw himself over
Wolfwood like a living blanket and wound his arms around his chest while the
priest flailed and spluttered, trying to ward off the attack.

Wolfwood stilled after he realized he�d been had.� His annoyance became palpable, and Vash
couldn�t quite fight off his growing smile.�
�Okay.� Now I�m overdoing
it.� But even if he kills me, it was
worth it.�

�Tongari.�

�Ummm�� Yeah,
Wolfwood?�

�Why.� Are you.� In bed with me?� Wolfwood ground out through
clenched teeth.

�Well, I had to be here just in case Knives and Legato came
after you again.�

�Okay.� That makes
sense.� But why the hell are you� you� snuggling
me?!�

�Oh.� That.� Ummm��
I missed my teddy bear?�

�Outlaw gunmen don�t have teddy bears, dumbass!� Now get off me!�

Vash chuckled and took his sweet time untangling himself,
letting his hand �accidentally� skim Wolfwood�s hip.� He�d only intended to test the waters with this teasing, to get
Wolfwood used to the idea in a way that hopefully wouldn�t spook him.� He certainly hadn�t counted on the reaction
he got.

Wolfwood hissed at the contact and rolled away from him,
sitting up stiffly on the edge of the bed.�
He pulled his shirt more firmly around his body and drew it closed,
keeping it that way with a clenched fist.�
Vash frowned, immediately afraid he�d pushed Wolfwood too far too
fast.� �Did I hurt you?�� Did I make you remember?�

The priest hesitated.�
All he had to do was say �yes,� and the conversation would be over.� Outside the Eye of Michael, no one knew
about this little quirk of his engineering � except for Legato and Knives � and
he wasn�t sure he wanted to reveal it now; not even Livio shared it.� The lie would be so much easier than the
truth.� But it would still be a lie, and
he was through with that.� Well, for the
most part, anyway.� �My insides are
still sore, but my skin�s fine,� he admitted reluctantly.� �It�s just� uh� sensitive.��

Remembering how he�d reacted to being touched the previous
day, Vash�s decades-neglected sex drive perked up and started paying
attention.� He still managed to keep a
clueless expression glued to his face, though.�
�Sensitive?� What do you mean,
�sensitive�?�

Vash�s eyebrows nearly met his hairline in shock when the
too-worldly priest actually blushed.�
�You know I got operated on to make me a better killer, you idiot!� Hypersensitivity and heightened sensory
awareness were part of the deal.�
Hearing, sight, touch, hell, all of my senses are jacked up way
past normal.� Why do you think I have to
be so careful about staying covered up all the time?� It�s �cause my nerves are so highly tuned I can feel which
direction someone is moving in the dark just by feeling the air displacement on
my skin.�

As if the implication of his words weren�t enough to
distract Vash, Wolfwood had let go of his shirt to add gestures to his
fussing.� Tanned skin peeked out
enticingly at him every time the priest moved.�
�But, um�� Oh, look.� A nipple��
He gave himself a mental slap.�
�Come on, Vash, be coherent!��
�Livio didn�t seem to have any trouble with��

�Yeah, yeah.� I know!
�He doesn�t have this problem, the
little brat.� Just me.�

�He�s the only one, and he�s mine!�� With that tasty tidbit of information,
Vash�s neglected sex drive came storming out of exile to take over the
situation.

Wolfwood kept yelling at him, too lost in his own
embarrassment to notice the predatory shift in Vash�s eyes.� �Look, do we have to talk about this?!� Why don�t ya go make yourself useful and see
if anybody in this fucking house has any smokes!�

Vash�s brain suffered its fifth short circuit of the
day.� �Taking it slow� be damned right
along with Legato and Knives.� This was
a golden opportunity and Vash had no intention of letting it get away.� He feigned hurt and crawled across the bed
to Wolfwood as unthreateningly as he could, scooting up behind him.� �You don�t have to yell at me!� he
whined.� �I was just wondering what
would happen if I did this�� He ran his
hand lightly down Wolfwood�s chest.� The
touch was electric and intensely arousing.�
�Not funny Tongari; quit playing around!� he growled, but he
broke off in a low moan when a wickedly grinning Vash increased the pressure of
his hand and angled straight down into his boxers.

�Who said I was playing?�

Wolfwood grabbed at Vash�s arm intending to stop his
progress, but when fingers encircled his already-hard flesh and started
pumping, he could only clutch at Vash�s arm helplessly.� A brief vision of Knives and Legato�s faces
flashed in his mind, and he closed his eyes to drive it away.� �No!�
It�s not like that!� he thought wildly.

The sweet press of Vash�s body against his worked its magic
and stole all but his ability to simply feel pleasure.� It was a luxury he�d never had before, and
it was intoxicating.� The evidence of
Vash�s interest pressed firmly against his lower back, proving that whatever
was happening between them, at the very least it wasn�t one-sided.

Wolfwood whimpered and tightened his hold on Vash�s arm when
the blond began to work him faster.�
Vash noted once again the power in those hands; the strong grip didn�t
hurt him, but it would have been enough pressure to injure a normal human.� When the dark head fell back onto Vash�s
shoulder, he took full advantage of the opportunity to taste that tempting
skin.� Such a light thing, the soft,
nipping touch of lips and the slide of a tongue from his shoulder up to the
base of his jaw, but the effect was incendiary.

Vash smiled against the skin under his lips when Wolfwood
gasped and jerked in release a heartbeat later.� ��Sensitive,� he says.�
What a massive understatement.�

Wolfwood rested against Vash with his eyes tightly closed;
breathing hard and trying to remember how to think so he could figure out why
the hell Vash had just jerked him off out of nowhere.� But Vash was still doing that� thing to his neck and it
was really difficult to concentrate on anything else.� He didn�t even notice Vash�s hand leaving his cock and moving
down between his legs until he felt slick fingers sliding along his opening.� His eyes shot open and his forcibly
ingrained reflexes kicked in before he could even think about it.

Wolfwood was incredibly fast, but thankfully Vash was
faster.� He jumped backward just in time
to avoid being cracked in the jaw by Wolfwood�s fist.� He rolled backward and dropped into a loose crouch on the floor
mirroring Wolfwood�s own, watching.� It
would have been nice to just smile and exude �not a threat!� as strongly as he
possibly could, but it wasn�t a vulnerability he could afford with the deadly
mass of �breathe wrong and I�ll kill you� Wolfwood had become.

The fist that had just tried to take his head off was now
clenched so tightly the tan skin was stretched white over Wolfwood�s
knuckles.� A low, warning growl rumbled
continuously behind bared fangs.� Vash
watched the priest fight for control of himself again, the struggle clear to
see in the dark eyes.� Finally Wolfwood
heaved a deep, shuddering breath, and it was over.

Vash relaxed and moved to sit beside him again.� He sighed when Wolfwood dropped into a more
normal sitting position on the soft bed and edged away from him a little.� This was going to be more difficult than
he�d thought.

Wolfwood rubbed the back of his head sheepishly in an
obvious attempt to play off what had just happened to him.� �That�s probably not a good idea,
Tongari.� Maybe we shouldn�t be doing�
whatever it is we�re doing?�� He tried
for a joking tone, but the way Vash�s eyes were boring into him told him it
came out sounding as flat and broken as he felt.

�Why shouldn�t we?��
�Tell me, Nicholas.�

Wolfwood dropped his gaze and for that, Vash was
grateful.� He�d never seen him look so
close to breaking.� �Priests are
supposed to be celibate,� he said bitterly.�
�Don�t touch me again, Tongari.�

It wasn�t a threat.�
It wasn�t even a warning.� It was
a plea, and Vash had no choice but to deny it.�
�You�d stay with me and you�d never tell me, would you?� I guess it�s up to me then.� I hope you can forgive me for this someday.�

�I fought Knives in your mind, remember?� He showed me� everything.�

Wolfwood actually felt the world drop out from underneath
him when Vash hesitated.� �What do you
mean, everything?��

�I don�t need to tell you��

He tried to dismiss the question, but the priest grabbed his
shoulders and turned him back around.�
�Yes, you do!� Vash, what did he show
you?!�

Vash balked at Wolfwood�s desperation, but he was already
committed to this and it was too late to turn back now.� He went on to describe in halting tones what
Knives had so triumphantly made him watch, even as his perfect memory tortured
him with vivid scenes he wished he could forget.� He tried closing his eyes against them, but ended up opening them
again when the sudden darkness only made them more real.� �They� kept you chained,�

�Do it anyway.�
One can never be too careful when breaking an animal��

��even though Legato had control of your body.� Knives had him��

�I�m afraid you�re not going to enjoy this, Chapel.�

��rape you, torture you��

�Screamed yourself out already?�

��over and over again.�
And Knives� watched the whole thing��

�That was a good start, but keep pushing him
further.� I want to see just how much he
can take.�

��telling him what to do to you.�

Wolfwood�s hands twitched free of his shoulders.� Vash watched him slump slowly down, elbows
on his knees and face buried in his hands, utterly beaten.� All the barriers, evasions and half-truths
were finally gone; he had nothing left to hide.� �That wasn�t all, was it?� Vash pressed, needing to know
everything.� Some wounds had to be
lanced to drain away an infection before they could heal, and somehow Vash knew
this was no different.� �He was doing
something to your nerves, same as he did earlier, wasn�t he?�

Wolfwood didn�t even consider lying.� There was no point in it now.� �Yeah.�
He was.� Oh, god�� He tried to make it hurt a different way
every time, you know.� The first time
felt like I was burning to death.� The
second time, he made me think he was peeling my skin off little by little.� The details get� fuzzy after that.�

�How long?�

�I don�t know.� I
lost track of time after the second round.�
When Knives decided I�d had enough training, I got hauled off and
thrown someplace hard.� There was cold
water after that; somebody must have hosed me down so you wouldn�t suspect I�d
been�� Then I got dumped off in the
desert after Knives told me where you were, and to �resume my duties.��

Vash swallowed around the dry lump in his throat.� �Then�?�

�Then nothing.� I got
dressed and did what I was told.� I was
barely conscious at that point.� And
even if I could�ve fought back, it would�ve just gotten the kids killed and
left you without any protection.�� He
left out that he could feel Knives� brooding stare on him long after he started
the lengthy and painful hike away from the ship.� He also failed to mention that as soon as he thought himself free
of observation, he fell shaking to the ground and hyperventilated himself into
unconsciousness for hours.

�Pathetic, huh?�� A
short bark of hollow laughter cracked his voice.� His smile might have been mistaken for happy if not for the
bitter twist to his lips and the tears beginning to fall down his cheeks.� �But I guess that answers my question.� For you to know the one thing I never wanted
you to know, to have seen it�� That has
to mean my sins are so unforgivable that I have to suffer for them in this
life, too.� How could I have been so
wrong?� Or is this just my punishment
for living too long?�

Vash watched him, unable to tear his eyes away, or even
speak in the face of such brutal understanding.� All the hours spent watching, thinking, trying to figure Wolfwood
out and he�d never gotten anywhere close to the truth.

�The Eye of Michael��
They operated on us, �modified� us� even sped up our metabolisms��

��those monsters� they hurt him, made him grow up
too fast.�

�Ask Nicholas how old he is sometime.� I�ll bet he won�t tell you.�

He was so unguarded in that moment, so heartbreakingly�
young.� Too young to have to carry all
the burdens and responsibilities on his own.�
Too noble to fail, but too screwed over by life on this miserable planet
to think he could succeed without sacrificing himself.� The person before him now was someone he
knew existed, but had only seen in brief glimpses before now and badly longed
to know.

�Hello, Nicholas D. Wolfwood.� We meet at last.�

�Don�t�� Vash�s hand
moved on its own, reaching out to touch the stubbled jaw, thumbing away a trail
of tears.� A slight flinch was
Wolfwood�s only reaction to the touch.�
�Don�t say things like that.� How
many have you killed to keep the children at the orphanage from being murdered
or turned into mindless killing machines?�
Twenty?� A hundred?� Nicholas, hundreds of thousands of innocent people
have died over the years because of me.�
I see�

�Smoldering ruins of a once lively city, dead now, over
two-hundred thousand strangers, beloved people, all incinerated in an instant�

�I see their faces every time I close my eyes.� If you�re damned, what hope do I have?�

�It�s not the same,� Wolfwood rasped.� �Every person I killed�� I looked them in the eye and I gunned them
down.� I knew what I was doing.� You didn�t.�

�A devil can�t offer absolution, Nicholas,� Vash chided
gently.� �Are you finally willing to
admit that�s not who you are?�

�No.� I am what I
am.�

Vash decided to risk it.�
He moved closer and wrapped his arms around the other man.� Wolfwood stiffened, his breathing ragged
against Vash�s shoulder.� �I always
tried to save lives and ended up killing so many� without meaning to.� You killed to save innocent lives.� I�m no saint.� You�re no devil.�

Vash�s hand slid underneath his shirt and encircled him, and
it didn�t resonate with any bad memories.�
He dropped his head to rest on Vash�s shoulder and wondered if it always
felt this good to touch, to have someone to rely on.� �This� is selfish,� he murmured.

�Then please,� Vash asked, letting the desperation, the
weight on his shoulders reach his voice, his eyes.� �Tell me it�s okay to be selfish.� Because everything I�m supposed to do, everything I have
to do�� I can�t.� Not without you with me.�

Wolfwood pulled away after a moment and looked at Vash,
really looked.� The future of humanity
was riding on this one man, and he rarely let the strain show.� Now, he was allowing Wolfwood inside all the
masks, letting him feel the crushing weight of decades of loneliness and
isolation.� And he was asking, finally
asking for something.� Asking for a
place to rest, to forget the pain, asking for him.

�I�ve been looking for you for so long, Nick.� Now that I�ve found you, how am I supposed
to go back to being alone again?�

The part of him that was awed and amazed by what Vash had
just told him was quickly eclipsed by the part of him that was seriously
annoyed.� Vash had very neatly backed
him into a corner.� He smirked, letting
Vash see his understanding.� �Yet
another thing about you that really pisses me off, Tongari.�

Vash smiled: a small, but victorious thing.� �Get used to it already.� You�re stuck with me.�

Wolfwood tensed when Vash�s hands slid slowly down bare skin
to play lightly over the skin of his waist.�
He bit his lip and tried to suppress a shiver.� Damn, that felt good, but��
�Look, I don�t know what you think is going to happen here, but I�m
pretty sure you�re dead wrong.�

�Maybe,� Vash shrugged, �maybe not.� I�m willing to take my chances.�

�Tongari��

�Knives knew that I wanted you, knew that someday I would
touch you and you would touch me back and I wouldn�t be alone anymore.� That makes this my fault.� If Knives wasn�t so dead set on keeping me
alienated from everyone but him, he never would have targeted you like
this.� So let me try to undo what he and
Legato did to you.�

Vash�s changeable eyes shifted once again and what he read there
made Wolfwood shiver a little in fear and anticipation both.� �Holy shit.�
What the hell was I thinking?!��
A frustrated growl clawed its way out of his chest.� �You gotta be kidding me!� You know what they did to me; you can�t
expect this to work just because you want it to!� Conditioning doesn�t work that way, and you know it.� You�ll have to hold me down or I�ll just end
up fighting you the whole way.� You
think I�m just gonna start liking it after a while?�

Vash sat back on his heels and glared at the priest as if he
were being extraordinarily dense.� �You,
you, you!� Stop being so selfish,
Wolfwood.� What about me?!�

Wolfwood blinked owlishly waiting for Vash�s words to
resolve into something that made sense.�
After a few seconds passed, he gave up.�
�� What?�

�You heard me.� I
haven�t gotten laid in decades, and then all of a sudden the world�s most
perfect lover literally drops into my lap, and I�m supposed to keep my hands
off you �cause you don�t wanna try?�
I�ve had a hard-on since I saw you in the shower yesterday.� You can�t tell me �no� now!� It�s cruel and unusual punishment!�

Wolfwood would have bashed Vash right in his indignant-puppy
face with the butt end of the Punisher had it been in the room.� He pinched the bridge of his nose in
irritation and counted to ten before speaking again.� �Let me get this straight.�
You want me to open the lid on this little nightmare of mine just �cause
you�re horny?� You�ve lost what little
mind you have, Tongari.�

Vash crossed his arms over his chest.� �I passed �horny� thirty years ago.� Do you want me to explain to you in explicit
detail exactly how sick I am of my hand?�
I only have one I can use without fear off shooting off my privates, you
know.� Not a lot of variety there.�

�Look, is this all because I lo�� Because of what I said last night?� �Cause if this is just another entry on your �my brother fucked
this up so now I have to fix it� list��

�No!� That�s not it
at all!� I�� The words stuck in his throat, so he swallowed hard and tried
again.� �I care about you, more
than�� It was useless.� He shook his head hopelessly.� How could he say it when Knives might
somehow hear the words on the wind?� And
swoop in like some true demon in the night to take this away from him, just
like he�d taken everything else in his life?�
And if he couldn�t say them, what right did he have to expect Wolfwood
to stay with him?� �I�m sorry, I�
can�t�� He drew his hands away;
touching Wolfwood now seemed too much like a lie.

But he had forgotten how well the priest could read
him.� Wolfwood caught his hands as they
tried to retreat.� When he finally
rallied the courage to look up, smoky gray eyes peered into him,
searching.� He sucked in a breath and
prayed very hard.� �Please, let him understand
how much I��

He knew his prayers were answered when Wolfwood smiled, a
slight twist to his lips that told him his every thought had been read and
accepted, yet again.� Gratitude swelled
in Vash, and with it came hope.� He
leaned forward, wanting to share some of that wonderful feeling with the person
who had gifted it.� The surprised look
in the dark eyes faded to nothing when Vash let his eyes slide shut to better
focus on the short breaths moving across his lips.� His heart thudded against his ribcage in anticipation.� Then�

�something thudded hard against his face, shoving him
backward and grinding everything to a halt.�
He opened his eyes in shock to find an irritated priest holding him at
arms length with a finger lodged in his forehead.� �Hold it right there, Skippy.�
I don�t remember giving you the go ahead.� Just �cause I get it doesn�t mean I think trying to take this any
further ain�t a stupid idea, Tongari,� Wolfwood bit out through clenched teeth.

The startled look on Vash�s face faded back into something
else and Wolfwood had a vague inkling he might not win this fight.� Vash just slinked to the side and slid along
his outstretched arm.� �You�re wrong.� Taking this further is a great idea.�� Vash slid Wolfwood�s shirt off his
shoulders, letting it pool around his wrists on the bed.� �Your body was made for pleasure.� All you have to do is relax.� I�ll do the rest.�

�You really are crazy.�
Don�t you listen to anything I say?��
Wolfwood tensed the muscles under Vash�s hands, letting him feel the
super-human strength they contained.�
�I�m a monster.� You know what I
could do to a normal person if I ever lost control.�

�You�re not a monster.�
And I�m not a normal person, if you haven�t noticed.� So when I make you lose control, you
won�t hurt me.�� Vash busied himself
once more with that lovely spot on Wolfwood�s neck that made him squirm like�
yep.� Just like that.

�You�re not playing fair,� Wolfwood groaned.� �I can�t think when you do that.�

�I know,� Vash said unapologetically in between nibbles.� �Tell me you don�t want me as badly as I
want you and I�ll stop.�

It proved to be a lie Wolfwood couldn�t tell, not that he
didn�t try.� �Is that the go ahead?�

��Yeah.� Okay.� But do me a favor?� When I start freaking out on you, no wings?� Or feathers?� Or huge fucking energy guns?��
He felt Vash�s slow smile against his skin.

�Mmm-hmm.� Now shut
up.� I�m busy.�

********

::sighs::� I am
seriously demented, aren�t I?

Don�t kill me!�
There�ll be some action next chapter, I promise!� It would have been in this chapter but
Wolfwood kept insisting on more plot as compensation for being my whipping
boy.� ~_^

To Dragon: Thank you!�
I hope you liked this part too!

To Affie
and Rysha: Yeah, poor Vash.� Things are
bumpy with him and Wolfie right now, but something tells me Vash�ll start
making up for lost time as soon as he possibly can!

To
Vash: Horrible thing for Vash, having to battle his hormones for Wolfwood�s
sake.� Eh, he won�t have to do it much
longer!� ^_^� Thank you, thank you!

To
sm0kr420:� Thanx, and you got it, hon!

To
Robin: Oh, you�re quite welcome.�
~_^� I think Vash is gonna have
to save that ass-kicking up for Knives; knowing Wolfwood he�ll probably want to
pay Legato back personally.� Besides,
Vash�ll be busy sexing up Wolfwood for quite a while, I�m sure!

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Panda: I�m glad you�re likin� the story!�
Sorry about the cliffies� -_-;;�
It comes from watching too much episodic television.� ^_^�
I�ll do my best to update faster next time.
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