Chibi Legato here. Wow... am I alive? -checks self- woah I am alive. Well I guess I'll see if this 6th chapter goes well! Sorry I took so long, I was waiting for my beta to help check the chapter but that didn't happen so I decided 'oh well I'll give you guys the chapter'.
Thanks for the reviews everyone. It makes me happy. It truly does!
Well okay onto the chapter. Muahahah! wife number 2 (Knives' to-be wife) is another familiar character! I wanted to use them all. wee! XD
Things you should know:
"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
Dreams...
'Dream thoughts'
Disclaimer: I don't own Trigun or their Characters. I might own some other small characters (like maids or servants or slaves ... oh I own the GREAT LORD Andre! and the evil women sharing the cake and the evil men in Legato's dream!...I also now own Lord Benjamin, father of Mildred...don't own Mildred though.)
Loving you is my sin.
..."I can tell there is something more, that you don't want me to know... I can see the fear in your eyes Legato. Won't you tell me the real reason why you don't want to go back?"...
Knives continued to stroke Legato's thick blue hair as he sat next to the sleeping boy. He wondered about why Legato would possibly be so afraid as to not even want to go back to his old master. 'It doesn't matter.' Knives finally resolved as he planted a small, soft kiss on Legato's forehead. A thinned out servant stumbled into the servant's infirmary, bowing in front of Knives.
"Sir, ye mother wants to make plans with ye, about your new wife Mildred." Knives, before than, had never known his to-be-wife's name. Mildred, sounded awfully, dull. Knives' smiled curtly as he stood, leaving the sleeping, blue haired boy on the bed alone.
"I'm going," Knives droned out. "Just make sure Legato is taken care of." Knives shifted and walked out of the large servant's infirmary and walked down one of the many lustrous hallways. 'Mildred sounds awful! What a tedious name!' Knives sighed as he strained himself to walk as far as the salon. He didn't want to leave his servant in the infirmary.
"My dear Knives!" He heard a feminine voice chirp out. Knives turned around and put on an artificial smile for his mother, Rem.
"Hello Mother!" Knives exclaimed as he gave Rem a swift hug. "I heard that you wanted to make some plans for my new wife."
"Ah, yes, yes, come here," Rem said as she walked towards the library. "And please stop calling her your new wife! Her name is Mildred."
"I know..." Knives murmured, swinging one of the large library doors open, the smell of newly printed volumes escaped the room. "When will Mildred be coming again?"
"We have changed schedules, I have a tea party going on this time tomorrow so she will be coming for dinner tonight!" Rem said merrily. She moved a strand of wavy, chocolate brown hair out of her face. "Don't worry preparations for a wonderful evening is being set as we speak, I just want to talk to you about what in heaven's name you are going to wear!"
Knives could have laughed, 'were these the special plans me and mother had to work on? Dear, me.' He thought as he nodded dazedly. "What do you think?" Knives inquired, sitting himself in a large padded chair.
"Go into the upper town, they have a few worth while merchants! Take a servant with you and go, we want something nice and presentable. This one is the daughter of an advisor, Lord Benjamin." Rem stated elatedly as she skimmed through the many books they had stored. Knives approved the idea and he stood to leave.
"Advisor? Of the King himself?" Rem gave a short nod and Knives now understood the importance of looking his very best. "I will go early and find something to wear mother." Knives declared as he strode out of the large library. 'Now to find my servant,' and he knew just where his servant was. Knives strolled into the infirmary and found Legato sitting on the bed, staring at nothing. He smiled slightly as he made for the small bed. "Hello Legato."
Legato snapped his head towards Knives and slowly sputtered out his hello. Knives walked up to the younger man and combed out the thick blue hair that was tousled all over. Legato gave a slight smile but bowed his head nonetheless. "Master?"
"We need to get you primped and proper!" Knives burst out, plopping himself on the small bed. Legato quickly made room and sat next to Knives.
"For what my Master?" Legato tilted his head to one side, eyes full of curiosity.
"We are going to the market today, and we must hurry. My to-be-wife is coming for dinner." Knives said all too fast. Legato scrunched up his nose; obviously not happy about this news. He narrowed his amber eyes as he gazed up at Knives.
"No." Knives turned towards Legato, bewildered.
"What did you say?" Knives asked, his own icy blue eyes narrowing with each syllable thrown out of his mouth. Legato took a breath and once again blurted out a single word, 'No'. Knives couldn't believe it, he quivered with quiet rage and he slowly stood up, just to face Legato. "Now Legato, we are going to the market, I will get something to wear, and you will tolerate my to-be-wife if I have to, too. This is not a choice, you will do what your told. Don't let simple words, like 'I might love you,' get to your head." Legato couldn't believe it, was his master telling him now that he doesn't love him. Legato shook his head; all reasoning going with each shake.
"No! I can't believe you at the moment!" Legato cried out, standing, tugging on Knives' shirt. Ice blue eyes narrowed and Knives pushed Legato back onto the bed, climbing on top of him.
"Now you listen to me you ungrateful, naive, boy! I have much to do, and many people to please--" Knives was discontinued, his lips crushed together by a very eager mouth. The blonde noble's mouth opened up slightly as Legato's tongue glided through. The kiss ended abruptly with Legato smiling.
"Please me, Master, and I will make certain that I please you." Knives chuckled, 'the boy has guts,' he thought, descending upon Legato's mouth. Hands grabbed, touched and moved across each other's body as an unnoticed figure stalked into the room.
"Knives!" A voice yelled out, anger dripping with every word. Knives ripped away from a panting Legato, only to see his brother fuming. 'Why do things always get worse?' Knives thought, slowly getting up from the bed.
"Yes?" Knives said inaudibly while adjusting his shirt. "What do you want?"
"I was going to tell you that your carriage is ready, but my God! This was a sickening display! Ugh." Vash brutally shouted out. Knives rolled his eyes and combed out his hair idly.
"It's no concern of yours what we do."
"But it is our Mother's concern!" Vash sneered, closing in on Knives.
"Just let me be, I need to go to the markets, and I have no time to hear you blabber on and on about this." Knives said in a matter-of-factly tone of voice. He spun around and grasped Legato's arm, yanking him out of the bed and towards the infirmary doors.
"M-master!" Legato yelped as they turned the corner, Knives still yanking and pulling all the way. Knives pulled Legato outside the Saverem Manor and towards the carriage that awaited. "Master?" Legato questioned even louder as Knives dragged him into the carriage.
"Just shut up." Knives growled, huffing and sitting himself next to Legato. Amber eyes met narrowed blue eyes. "...Sorry," Knives sighed out, letting his head fall into his arms.
"Tis okay, Master. Your brother had no right!" Legato blurted out, head bowed liked a good servant. Knives turned to look at Legato and smiled.
"I never got you primped and proper, come here." Knives commanded softly. He straightened out Legato's white shirt, running his hands over the toned stomach. Legato sighed, letting Knives fumble around, touching his stomach and chest. The carriage had been moving for quite some time as Knives continued groping around, and pouring down kisses over Legato.
"Master, why do you do this to me?" Legato's voicehitched slightly while Knives moved his hands underneath the brim of his pants. Ice blue eyes shined as Knives sat up.
"You don't want it?" Legato nodded desperately as he pulled Knives down for another bruising kiss.
"I just, didn't think you would be so...kind." Legato whispered out, amber eyes gazing intently at Knives. A laugh resounded in the carriage as Knives sat up, stretching.
"What? You thought I was going to hurt you? You didn't do anything to deserve pain." Knives said, looking out the window. Legato got up quickly, buttoning up his open shirt and proceeded to scoot over to his master.
"Why do you care so much about me and what hurts me? I am your servant." Legato breathed out. The carriage halted abruptly, the driver opening the door, smiling.
"We are here, sir," the driver stated, bowing low. Knives nodded and quickly made his way out, waiting for Legato to follow.
"Lets go." Knives declared quickly, beginingto weave in and out of the swarming markets. His pale face scrunched in disgust, making his way to the better part of the town. Legato pursued close behind, blue hair sticking out sorely.
They walked passed the poorly made shops and found themselves wandering into merchant shops, artisans' shops and different upper-class stores. Legato stood behind as Knives was tailored and fit with one of the best materials, best colours, and best design. Legato poked his head around, amber eyes squinting to get a glimpse of his master, but he was nowhere to be found. After some excruciatingly slow paced time passed, the merchants and tailors flooded away and Legato guessed that Knives was finished.
"Legato, how do I look?" A voice sounded eerily quiet. Legato looked up and saw his master, unsure of the clothing they had fitted for him. He wore a midnight blue ruffled shirt that was tucked into place, and white pants with golden lacings. He also wore a matching white coat with golden lacings. Knives' milky blonde hair was pulled back, a few strands of hair falling into his face. Legato smiled, his master looked good.
"You look wonderful, Master." Legato stated with assurance. His blue hair covering his amber eyes from view as he bowed low. Knives chuckled and paid the merchant and tailor their fair share. Legato stood outside, waiting.
Legato leaned on the brick wall, waiting patiently for Knives.
"Look Steven! What is this? I see a little whore waiting for us to play!" Laughter could be heard and a few peasants turned to stare at the group unnervingly. Legato searched for the fiend who yelled the statement. His amber eyes widened significantly as he tried to take a step back, only succeeding in hitting the wall.
"What are you doing here!" Legato stammered out. A group of men cornered him, all smiling.
"The real question, little whore, is what are you doing here?" Steven spoke out, his eyes narrowing.
"He was waiting for his new master, and I don't like it when people are rude to my servants! I don't care what happened with you people and my servant so just get away from us." A sharp voice rang out, cutting through the heavy tension. The group of men stalked away from Legato as Knives fiddled with his new clothing. "What a bunch of daft bastards." Legato nodded shakily as he followed Knives out of the market area. He was glad Knives didn't ask about the nickname the men had given him.
They walked quietly up to the carriage and stepped in. The driver closed the door and soon they were on their way back home. The carriage moved silently accept for the pounding hooves on the dirt path. The trees were supplely swaying above the wooden carriage as dust billowed from underneath it. Legato sighed, staring at Knives. His amber eyes shut slightly as leaned back against the seat. After a while Legato slid to the right bumping Knives softly with his head.
"What are you doing?" Knives asked, turning his head slightly. He chuckled, wrapping his arms around Legato's sleeping form. The carriage brusquely halted, throwing both men out of their place.
"What's going on?" Legato shouted, head slamming against another seat. Knives tumbled, hitting his side against the door.
"I-I don't know," Knives stuttered while rubbing his sore side. The carriage lurched forward and halted again. The horses whined nervously and Knives decided it was time to go see what was occurring outside. He urged the wooden door open, allowing him to peek outside. Legato swung forward seizing Knives' thin wrists in his large hands.
"Don't!" Legato hissed out, moving Knives out of the way. Legato smirked, "You, my master, are toopretty to die." Knives huffed, feeling a slight urge to smack that smirk off Legato's face. 'Unmannered servant. Such a rebel, thinks he owns the God forsaken world!' Knives sighed, letting Legato slide through the door. Knives quickly peeked out, strands of loose hair falling in his way. Legato arose slowly, creeping out towards the front of the carriage, Knives quietly following.
"Hello again," A voice echoed through the shroud of trees.
"What the hell do you want now?" Legato's harsh voice ripped through.
"We want to teach you and your new wonderful Master what it means to insult us."
"Get off me!" Legato screamed out.
Knives crept around the carriage and saw Legato swing one balled up fist at another man. 'The men from the market? But why?' Knives mused as he saw them take out sharpened swords. His eyes bulged slightly as he stepped forward to try and help. He was cut off as a figure fell on top of him. Knives gasped thrusting the man off him and soon recognized the inert figure as his driver. He snapped his head towards Legato who was knocking out yet another man. Knives quickly began to make his way up to him until he felt someone latch onto him, heaving him backwards. He swung his leg instinctively; kicking the other man in the legs. They toppled backwards and Knives took his chance to use his elbow as some kind of hammer, smashing the villain's face over and over again until he was sure the man wouldn't get up. Knives lifted himself and ran towards Legato, who fell backwards, holding onto the edge of a blade. His hands were doused in blood as he clutched the sword swing the bearer away. Legato winced cradling his hand. He went to stand up but a dagger positioned itself at his neck, a low chuckle was breathed into Legato's ear.
" 'Ello my little whore." The voice whispered, dagger digging slowly into the tanned neck. Legato trembled slightly as he threw the blood drenched sword away. "Ye put up a fight, didn't ye?"
"Leave me alone, Steven." Legato demanded, though his voice quivered slightly. Steven chuckled nipping at Legato's ear.
"No, ye still belong to me. No one can take ye away from me." Steven growled, moving a hand down Legato's side. Steven was cut short as a sword was driven into the man's back several times.
"I beg to differ you villain. He's my servant now." Knives snarled out, ripping the sword from Steven's back. Legato hastily heaved Steven off of him and stood up.
"Master," Legato said, unsteadily stepped forward. Knives grabbed him and pulled him towards the carriage.
"It's okay, I can drive a carriage, we will get back to the manor soon!" Knives cooed reassuringly. "You are quiet a fighter! Will you do something like that with me?" Knives raised an eyebrow, fixing Legato next to him as he started the carriage off once again. Legato glanced back as most of the men began to stir.
"Let's just go, please, Master?" Legato pleaded, glimpsing back and forth uneasily. "And...No, I would never do such a thing to you master." Legato said this as they set off towards the manor, the sun setting low over the horizon. Knives' mind was nagging at him that they were beyond late for dinner.
There a chapter... don't worry I'm working on it. I've got more planned out, this story is reaching to it's end though so I am stretching for more chapters lmao. Well this is basically the same length as all my other chapters, and on a side note Knives and Legato really like mindless groping, heh.
I am thinking 3 more chapters after this and that's it. .
No there will be no sequels, or anything.
Please read this if you want to help with a decision for an upcomingyaoi scene if not...whatever XD
Hmm I have a question,
Knives has always been the seme and Legato the uke in most fan fiction. But since mine has been slightly AU and OOC and I am having so much fun making Legato a little rebellious as a servant. I was wondering, (since I have been thinking about this) should Legato be a seme this time. I was really thinking about it since Knives seems to be more... noble and Legato seems rough around the edges this time... what do you think? Tell me in your reviews! I like reviews!
OH AND... my beta seems to have left me. So I will try my best to keep the ending 3 chapters of this story wonderfully and grammatically correct.