Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ I'm Free ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

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Trigun Fanfic
Summary:Why did it all go wrong? When did it all go wrong? He has a vague sense that he isn't where he's supposed to be, that he's being held by invisible bonds that he cannot see. Great sadness engulfs him as he looks upon the glowing bulbs and one thought reigns in his mind as he looks at the people looking back at him: You can't take me! I'm free!
 
Trigun © Yasuhiro Nightow * Shonen Gaho-sha * Tokuma Shoten * JVC * Pioneer Entertainment (USA) Inc.
The following fan fiction was written by me (Chiruken) and is intended for the sole purpose of shared entertainment and not intended for publication or sale.
 
I'm Free
 
By Chiruken
 
Chapter 2
 
On Board Project SEEDS, 132 Years Ago:
 
He studied the files opened before him on the glowing screen with a frown of intense concentration. This wasn't the same as memorizing data about people he would meet someday. No, this wasn't like that at all. With a slight grimace he forced his mind to stop wandering and focused once again on the information marching across the screen. “This…” He murmured softly, casting a furtive glance over his shoulder at the man and woman sitting at a table behind him drinking coffee. “This is boring.” He finished with a sigh. Shaking his head, he returned to reading, studying the diagrams of mechanical schematics and wishing that he was anywhere but where he was currently. Leaning to the side, he peered around the monitor to where his brother was sitting studying at another computer. He chose that moment to look up and made a face at him, causing giggles to bubble up that he hastily stifled. At least he wasn't the only one who was bored with the subject matter they were instructed to study.
 
Still, there was an odd beauty in the diagrams he was currently looking at. The lines were perfectly formed, intersecting at symmetrical angles that were pleasing to the eye. Tilting his head to the side, he marveled at the images. Not only were these things beautiful to look at, they were also useful. He rather liked that combination, actually. Beauty and functionality…a perfect amalgamation of aesthetic utility. Leaning forward to prop his elbows on the desk, he steepled his fingers and lightly rested his chin on them, blue eyes narrowed as he read through the pages accompanying the schematics.
 
After an interminable amount of time he heard the sounds of chairs scraping against the decking and looked up. “All right, that's enough for today.” Rem smiled and set her cup in the sanitizer to be cleaned. He quickly reached forward and switched off the monitor before standing, arms raised above his head in a gratifying stretch, lips curving upwards into a grin as he saw his brother mirroring his stance. “I think a bit of a break is in order…what do you think?” She laughed when they both turned to her with sparkling eyes and identical grins of anticipation. “Let's go to the Recreation Room, shall we?”
 
Naturally, neither of the brothers would object to that particular suggestion. They always looked forward to seeing the lush green grass and verdant leafy trees. At an unspoken challenge, he turned to the door and raced his brother. He laughed as he tripped over his feet in his hurry, landing in one of the chairs, spinning helplessly as it rolled across the room to bang against the wall. He jumped out of the chair and grinned as if he'd intended to use the chair from the start and waved his hand over the control panel by the door. Glancing over his shoulder at his brother who was now four steps behind him his grin widened. “Hah!” He darted out the door and raced down the hall, pleased that he had a head start this time.
 
“Hey! No fair!” He could hear his brother's footsteps pounding along the corridor, rapidly closing the distance between them. There were times that he envied his brother for his speed and enthusiastic approach to the energetic games they'd been recently introduced to. He didn't particularly care for the same roughhousing that his brother enjoyed so much. He would much rather sit quietly beneath one of the trees in the Recreation Room and read one of the many books Rem had given him. Or just sit and watch the colourful butterflies as they flitted around the multitude of flowers. “You cheated!”
 
He skidded to a halt and turned to stare at his brother who was currently staring back at him with wide eyes, arms flailing as he tried to stop his headlong rush. “Ahh! Stop!” Eyes widening in panic he threw his arms up desperately as he was bowled over, landing heavily on the hard, unforgiving decking. Gasping from the sharp pain reverberating up is spine he blinked slowly, blue eyes filling with tears. “That hurt!” He shouted in accusation up at his brother who was currently standing over him with a contrite expression.
 
“I couldn't stop.” He paused and bit his lip before kneeling. “I'm sorry.” He whispered gravely before hugging him.
 
Sighing, he decided that he couldn't stay mad at his brother and returned the embrace. “It's okay. It was an accident.” Shifting away slightly, he moved to his knees, wincing from the residual pain. “Help me up.” Casting a narrow-eyed look at his brother as they stood side by side, he pushed him lightly. “And I didn't cheat.”
 
 



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