Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ Incompatible ❯ Chapter 0008 ( Chapter 8 )

Trigun Fanfic

Trigun © Yasuhiro Nightow * Shonen Gaho-sha * Tokuma Shoten * JVC * Pioneer Entertainment (USA) Inc.

The following fanfiction was written by me (Chiruken) and is intended for the sole purpose of shared entertainment and not intended for publication or sale.

--Incompatible-

Trigun Fanfic Featuring Knives and Meryl. Knives hates all humans. Meryl just hates Knives. It's a match ideal for the promise of Eden.

By Chiruken

Chapter 8

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Knives shifted and, with a grimace of pain, sat up. He spent the next several minutes fighting down the nausea that had arisen at the pain throbbing in his limbs. Drawing in a shallow breath he slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly. He'd done it. He'd finally managed to sit up on his own. Unfortunately now that he'd accomplished the feat he was feeling unbelievably weak. He was becoming thoroughly sick of his existence as an invalid. He wanted to be up and out of the damned bed he was still trapped in. He wanted to be able to at least get out of the room he'd been imprisoned in for over four months. He was beginning to think he'd do nearly anything just to see the suns again.

He needed something to distract him or he would **really** go insane! He looked around the small room in disgust. There was absolutely nothing in sight that would stave off the boredom that was creeping up on him again. He'd even welcome Millie at that point just to have something to do other than stare at the walls around him and slowly go out of his mind. Unfortunately the tall woman no longer came to see him. In fact, no one except Meryl did. He closed his eyes as a horrible thought crossed his mind. Maybe she **had** gotten rid of them just like the cat and the spider! He shook his head sharply. No, that couldn't be it. The woman was many things, but he doubted she would actually resort to killing her companions just to spite him.

It had been over a week since Vash had last come to see him. Knives wondered if his brother had finally given up on the lectures. Of course, that didn't explain why he didn't come to see him at all. He really would welcome his brother's presence. His face heated with embarrassment as he thought of a couple of very good reasons why he'd like Vash to come back and see him. There was nothing more mortifying than having to rely on a woman for some very basic needs…such as the necessity of getting out of bed to use the lavoratory. He winced and felt the heat rise in his face even more. And then there was the little matter of bathing. He shuddered at the memory. He never, ever wanted to go through an ordeal like that again. Even now, he wasn't certain who had been more embarrassed…him or Meryl.

Ever since their altercation of two weeks before he'd maintained his stony silence, refusing to speak to her. Of course, for her part, she was equally silent. She never spoke to him any more, merely glared at him in such a manner that made him squirm uncomfortably, not that he'd ever admit to it. She'd completely abandoned all pretense of niceties and blatantly showed her disgust in him. He frowned as he pondered the change in the woman. He found that he missed her old attitude, even if it would annoy him at times. He decided that anything was better than the way he was currently being treated. A small voice in his head told him he was merely getting what he deserved. He tried to ignore it.

He sighed and finally shook his head. He really had no choice. He had to break down and make the first move if he wanted to find relief from the boredom. Closing his eyes, he expanded his consciousness and searched for his brother. Scowling, he increased the range and finally gritted his teeth when he still came up with nothing. "Where the hell is he?" He muttered under his breath, a confused frown wrinkling his forehead. Unless he was mistaken, Vash was nowhere near his location. Then again, maybe his brother had merely learned to mask his presence. Sighing, he tried another approach. **Vash?* He called out telepathically and waited for an answer.

It seemed to take an inordinate amount of time for a reply to return to him. **Knives?** There was confusion and concern in the answer…as well as a sense of great distance.

**Where are you, brother?**

**Um…what's wrong?** He frowned when Vash ignored his question to retort with one of his own.

**I'm bored.** He answered truthfully.

**Tough.** He gasped in shock when the connection was abruptly closed. That hadn't been the reaction he'd expected. He'd thought Vash would be exasperated, maybe even annoyed, but he never would've thought he'd shut him out so thoroughly. Was his brother that angry with him?

"Of course he is." He muttered darkly. Vash loved humans and just couldn't understand why Knives didn't. It was a hundred and thirty year argument that had never been settled satisfactorily. His twin just couldn't get it through his thick skull that humans were worthless creatures hell bent on annihilating themselves and everything else with them. Knives knew. Oh did he ever. He knew more than he liked at times. He just didn't understand how his brother could love the humans who had countless times betrayed him and hurt him, hunting him like an animal and carving wounds into his body and mind that would never properly heal. "How can he forgive them like he does?" It was a puzzle that he couldn't decipher. For all his intellect, Knives couldn't grasp the cause of his brother's willingness to forgive the transgressions of an entire race against their kind. Of course he knew that most humans didn't know that Plants were sentient beings, but he didn't think that excused their actions. He doubted that even if they **did** know they would change their destructive ways. After all, didn't he learn that on board the Seeds ship? Steve's reaction to the truth had taught him that exposing the truth would do no good. The man had hated them with every fiber of his being and had done everything in his power to destroy them short of ejecting them into cold space. "Probably would have, too, if I didn't do something…" He sighed and shook his head. He was getting a headache from all the confusion whirling through his mind. He'd never understand Vash and he didn't know why he was even bothering to try.