Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ Trigun: Doushikai ❯ No Pudding Please!! ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter III

No pudding please!

"Alright Ayashi, what do we do next?" Arana wondered, eagerly awaiting the answer that she wanted to hear.

"Well, how about we split up and search this town and see what we can find."

"Sounds good to me," Arana said satisfactorily.

"Fine by me," Kena agreed.

"Split up? Ok…do you think that I could follow Vash?" Okaia mumbled.

"Don't even think about it Okaia!" Okaia knew perfectly well that whining would annoy Ayashi, so she did. And it would have worked if Ayashi hadn't decided to ignore it instead.

"Ok. I say that we all go in four different directions and meet back here at 6:30." Ayashi looked around to the other girls for a head nod or anything that looked like they agreed to it, but when she got to Arana she was already half way down the street heading south of the bar.

Okaia giggled, "Wow, she's a bit eager to explore this town."

Kena grinned slightly. "She probably just wants to look at the different shops they have here. God help us if she finds a clothing store."

Okaia and Ayashi both laughed and nodded at Kena's remark. "Yeah we would be in big trouble then," all three girls laughed as they said this in unison.

"Well, since she went that way I'll go this way." Okaia quickly got up from the table and raced in the opposite direction.

"Hey! Wait for me Okaia, I'm coming with you." Ayashi had decided to tag along with Okaia to make sure that she didn't follow Vash, after all, Ayashi did see him first.

"Well this sucks. Those bakas left me with the stupid bill." Just as Kena was saying this the waiter comes back out with the check. He was frantically looking for Ayashi, but couldn't seem to find her anywhere. "Don't even try looking for her kid. She already left. So, how much do I owe you?" Kena seemed to jump from one subject to another, confusing the poor waiter.

"Huh? What? Oh, the total comes to twenty double dollars?" Kena threw some money down on the table and ran off before the waiter could say anything. The waiter just stood there examining the money. "What the hell is this? I've never seen anything like it."

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Arana wondered down the street amazed at all of the shops and stores. "Ooohhh, look at how pretty everything is."

Then she heard a deep voice to the right of her laughing. "Man lady, this is nothing but a boring ol' desert. Why do you think everything is pretty?"

Arana looked him over. He was about six foot and two inches tall; he had light brown hair, and blue eyes. Arana looked at him and thought that he was cute, but not really her type. "Huh? Oh, I meant that I like the look of the shops. They're different here."

"What do you mean they're different here? Everything is the same no matter where you go."

Arana couldn't believe what she just said. I can't believe that. I need to be more careful next time. "Uh…um…I don't know what I meant. I guess they are just quainter here than from where I am from."

"Oh, ok. I see. Well, why don't you join me in here? I'll buy you what you want. How about some pudding? We have tons of it."

Arana was too mad to realize that he was so understanding. She looked at him very angrily. She then walked over to him, shot him "the look" and then stomped on his left foot as hard as she could. "How dare you suggest that! I don't like pudding!" She then turned and walked away.

The man was stunned. He didn't know what to do. How does one person get so upset over pudding?

Arana walked further down the street and then took a right turn, and came to a sudden stop. Why are there are so many children, she thought to herself. "Oh, I get it. It must be an orphanage." She went and leaned on the fence surrounding the orphanage to watch the children play a fiercely competitive game of dodge ball. As she was looking through the crowd of children she came across a very tall, very handsome man. This man had dark eyes, dark hair, and a scraggily beard. He was wearing a blue suit and appeared to be holding his chest in pain.

As Arana was admiring this dark haired stranger she felt a sharp pain in the side of her head near her right ear. "Man, there's going to be a bruise there," she whined. As she held her head in pain a scrawny little kid with red hair and freckles came up to her.

"Hey lady, why didn't you get out of the way like we said?"

"Huh? Oh, I wasn't paying any attention. Sorry."

"What were you doing? Daydreaming?"

"Well, kinda. What's your name kid?"

"Oh, my name is Ben."

"Well, Ben, it's nice to meet you."

And then a voice from her right joined the conversation. "Are you bothering this beautiful young lady, Ben?"

"Oh no sir. I wasn't bothering her at all. I was just asking her why she got hit with the dodge ball, especially when we told her to move."

"Alright, but be a little nicer about it next time ok. Now go back to your game."

"Yes sir." Ben went back to his game with a strange little smirk on his face.

"He wasn't bothering you, was he?"

"Oh no not at all…um…am I supposed to call you sir? Cause I didn't catch a name."

"Well, that's because I didn't throw it at you." Arana was very confused. He said it with such a straight face that she couldn't tell whether or not he was serious. "Seriously, my name is Nicholas D. Wolfwood. But you can call me Wolfwood. What's yours?"

"My name is Arana."

"Well, Arana, it's nice to meet you." She stuck out her hand for a friendly hand shake, but instead he met her hand with a soft, gentle kiss.

Arana blushed, "The pleasure is all mine."

"So, how would you like to have dinner with me tonight?"

Arana smiled slightly and looked at her feet. "I'm sorry. Unfortunately, I can't. I told my friends that I would have dinner with them tonight."

"Oh, ok. I see. You don't want to have dinner with me."

"No, no, no it's not that. Honest! I really want to have dinner. I just can't."

"I'm just teasing you. Don't worry about it. I'll take a rain-check. Or, if you want, you can find me here almost anytime of the day."

"Hhhmmm…Well, I guess that I will have to take you up on that"

"That sounds like a good idea. I will be looking forward to it."

Arana started walking away backwards with a big smile on her face. She struggled to keep her balance as she tripped over a metal bucket not far behind her. As she regained her balance her face turned bright red. "How embarrassing!" She turned around and ran away, leaving Wolfwood laughing at how cute she was.

When she turned a corner she stopped running to catch her breath. Then all of a sudden a body came flying out of the bar in front of her and stopped just short of her feet.

Arana got a really worried look on her face as she stepped over the body. As she studied the bar she realized what was going on and ran towards it. "Shit, Kena!"

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Kena walked down the street pretty content, which is very surprising considering she got stuck with the bill. Kena looked around her after walking for a couple of blocks. "Well, everything seems to be OK," she says satisfactorily. "Now where's a bar?" She looked around some more, this time she got pretty mad. "Where the hell is a bar? I need a drink!"

Then a voice behind her says, "Geez, lady, calm down will ya. It's two blocks that way."

Kena turned around to see a short, light browned haired man with sun kissed skin pointing in one direction. "Thanks fella," she says with a smile on her face. Kena hurried off towards the bar before the man could say anything else.

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Kena sat down at the bar with a content look on her face. Then the bartender asked, "What'll you have young lady?"

"Um…what kind of beer do you have?"

"I just have Black Cat beer."

"OK, I'll have some of that then."

"Yes ma'am."

Kena was sitting at the bar quietly when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see a tall, red haired, green eyed man in missed matched clothes.

"Excuse me, but may I sit here."

"If you want to," she says with a shrug.

"So what's your name? I'm Larry."

"Well, it's nice to meet you Larry. But I'm not interested." Kena thought that she could mess with his mind a little without getting him pissed off. But it appeared that she thought wrong.

"I haven't even asked you anything yet. What makes you so sure that I like you?" He said frustratingly.

Kena smirked, "I wasn't born yesterday ya know."

"Oh, was that an insult?" He exclaimed yelling at her.

"Do you want it to be an insult?" She said sarcastically.

Larry's eyes started to appear like they were going to pop out of his head. "You cruel bitch, what is wrong with you?!"

"Wow! Someone can't take a little teasing."

"You weren't teasing, you sounded dead serious."

Then all of a sudden a crowd of men was around Kena like vultures waiting for their prey. "Seriously boys, I don't want to have to hurt you." Inside Kena was laughing at how ridiculous the whole situation was.

"Hurt us? You're just a woman. What damage can you do?"

Kena was really pissed off now. She really didn't want to hear that, and she thought that she didn't have to take that kind of abuse. "Just a woman huh?" she says with a kick to his face. As he fell to the ground Kena stood up straight. "Does anyone else want some?"

Then a strong, manly voice from the back of the crowd yelled out, "Yeah! I'll do it."

"Alright. Well step right up then."

He ran at Kena ready to attack. Then like outta nowhere he's on the ground outside of the bar. When he came to he was just a little confused. "Huh? What the hell happened?"

That's when Arana came in. "Kena, what are you doing? I thought that we weren't going to try to make trouble here."

"It's just a friendly fight, Arana," she said so innocently.

"Oh, yeah, sure it's friendly," Arana said sarcastically.

Then another voice out of the crowd said, "Alright lady! That's it! I've had enough. I'll finish this myself."

"Those are big words for such a little man," Kena said.

"Kena, do we have to do this? Ayashi is going to be really mad, plus I don't think that this is such a good idea."

Kena looked at Arana with glaring eyes. "Ok. If I can't talk you out of this…" Then she punched the man charging at them, and a fight began. At the end of it all the two girls walked through the saloon stepping over bruised and broken bodies as they went. When they got out to the street Arana said, "Lets go eat some dinner."

"That's the best idea that I've heard all day."