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You hissed as blinding light encased you, but as your vision slowly returned, everything went dark. Headache beginning to surface, you brought your hands to your face, digging the palms into your eye sockets.
After taking a momentarily breather, you withdrew your hands, looking around. Darkness covered the city you currently stood in, with only a simple streetlight to lite up your surroundings. Everything was quiet like a grave, the city most likely sleeping while under the moon’s protection.
Deciding to walk around, you used the twinkling stars in the ink sky, as well as the sparse street lamps that were lined down the sidewalk, to guide you. As a ravenous wind swept over the lands, you wrapped your arms around your body, trying to get any form of protection.
Whimpering, you frantically surveyed your surroundings, looking for any shelter. Sadly nothing was lite up, everything looked to be closed. Biting your lip, you felt tears well up in your eyes, as they blurred your vision.
A sudden honk, made you spin around. Parked behind you on the street, was a police car. A white BMW with orange streaks, you couldn’t believe you missed it! Jogging up to the car, you leaned down, peering into the blackened window. As it rolled down, a young police officer looked at you with narrowed eyes.
With his slightly raspy voice he asked “What are you doing out here?”, mint coloured eyes hardening in a glare. Gulping at his no attitude tone, you opened your mouth to say something. At a loss of words, you stood there like a statue, mouth unhinged. Shutting it, you violently shivered as another wave of icy wind hit you. Home was the thought that repeated in your mind, oh how you dearly missed it. And to think, right now, you could be snuggled up under a warm blanket in your comfortable bed.
Homesickness smacked into you like a stone wall. Leaving you trembling, as tears filled your vision and cascaded down your paled face. Quickly standing upright, you spun around, viciously wiping away any tears, embarrassed that your emotions overcame you. Sniffling, you suddenly felt vertigo, making your arms tighten around you
You gasped, as you were pulled towards a warm body. Almost immediately relaxing, you allowed the officer to hug you, as he shielded you from the chilly wind. Clicking his tongue, he spun you back around and lifted you face up, dabbing any stray tears away. “No crying” he grunted, a ghost of a smile on his face.
Humming in agreement, you surrendered to his gentle touches, obediently listening as you climbed into the passenger seat of his car. Sighing, you leaned closer into the warm leather. Giving you a glance, as he settled back into the driver seat, his face softened.
The car became heavy with silence, which was oddly comfortable, as you watched houses whizz by through the window.
“What’s your name?” came the sudden question, blinking, you looked back at the officer. “(Name)” you answered, brow slightly raising in a silent question. “Vash” he grumbled, eyes never being taken away from the road.
Smiling at the new tidbit of information, you turned back to the window. “It’s a good name” you softly praised, blushing when the murmured reply of “Thanks” met your ears.
Quickly you found out that Vash was a man of few words, as the rest of your car ride was spent in silence. Even as no more words were spoken, you felt as you grew closer to the officer. The ride only lasted ten minutes, as it seemed all too soon, when Vash pulled the car up to a house.
Parking, he turned off the car and withdrew the keys from the ignition. Following his lead, you unbuckled yourself from your seat and climbed out as well. Car door giving a thunk as it closed, you lightly jogged to meet up with Vash, whom was currently walking up the house’s driveway. Not even sparing a glance, he spent no time opening the door with another set of keys, and stepped inside.
Slightly confused, you briefly froze outside, before stepping in after him. “Vash?” you called out, peering down the recently lite hallway. “Here” Vash responded, to which you followed.
Padding into the room, you were startled to be standing in a kitchen. Pressing the time on the microwave, was Vash. As you sat down on a stool, you watched with piqued curiosity. Head tilted, your eyes followed Vash’s movement. Pulling out milk from the fridge and mini marshmallows from the cupboard, he placed the items on the island that separated the both of you.
“U-um” you started, but were cut off when a beeping noise arose from the microwave. Attention turned to it, you watched as two steaming mugs of cocoa were withdrawn.
Milk was lightly poured into the mugs, slightly cooling the drink, as soon the mini marshmallows followed suit.
Looking back at Vash, you raised an eyebrow, when he slide your mug over. Blushing, you thanked Vash, before raising the cup to your chilled lips. You shuttered as you enjoyed the heat that spread through your body, which made you even more excited to the taste the chocolatey treat. Mouth parting, your eyes slowly began to close.
“Wait!” Vash suddenly shouted; Eyes popping open, you looked over to the Swiss man in bewilderment. Apparently embarrassed with his outburst, a blush painted his cheekbones in red. Not saying another word, he walked back to the fridge, cracking it open once again.
Giggling, you peered through downcast lashes, as Vash drizzled whipped cream into your mug, the recently revealed mystery item that was needed. After Vash topped his off, he turned to you. Blush still ablaze on his face, he mumbled “Now you can go”.
Giggling, you made sure to blow on your hot cocoa, before taking a swig. Moaning at the sweetness that melted on your tongue, you greedily gulped the brevage, not caring about the heat.
Your drink was quick to vanish, as you sat a-back, belly full and warmth spread thickly though your body. “Thanks Va-”;Your eyes widened, as Vash leaned close to you. Noses brushing against one another, Vash’s chocolate scented breath fanned over your face. Quickly, he pecked the corner of your mouth, sending sparks alight.
Your face glowed a bright shade of pink, as you watched Vash withdrew, his own face bright as well. “Y-you can sleep with me in my bed tonight, it-it’s supposed to get cold” he grunted, eyes refusing to met yours, as he stiffly walked out of the kitchen. You soon blindly followed after in a bright and glorious haze, thoughts that involved homesickness, soon altogether forgotten.
After taking a momentarily breather, you withdrew your hands, looking around. Darkness covered the city you currently stood in, with only a simple streetlight to lite up your surroundings. Everything was quiet like a grave, the city most likely sleeping while under the moon’s protection.
Deciding to walk around, you used the twinkling stars in the ink sky, as well as the sparse street lamps that were lined down the sidewalk, to guide you. As a ravenous wind swept over the lands, you wrapped your arms around your body, trying to get any form of protection.
Whimpering, you frantically surveyed your surroundings, looking for any shelter. Sadly nothing was lite up, everything looked to be closed. Biting your lip, you felt tears well up in your eyes, as they blurred your vision.
A sudden honk, made you spin around. Parked behind you on the street, was a police car. A white BMW with orange streaks, you couldn’t believe you missed it! Jogging up to the car, you leaned down, peering into the blackened window. As it rolled down, a young police officer looked at you with narrowed eyes.
With his slightly raspy voice he asked “What are you doing out here?”, mint coloured eyes hardening in a glare. Gulping at his no attitude tone, you opened your mouth to say something. At a loss of words, you stood there like a statue, mouth unhinged. Shutting it, you violently shivered as another wave of icy wind hit you. Home was the thought that repeated in your mind, oh how you dearly missed it. And to think, right now, you could be snuggled up under a warm blanket in your comfortable bed.
Homesickness smacked into you like a stone wall. Leaving you trembling, as tears filled your vision and cascaded down your paled face. Quickly standing upright, you spun around, viciously wiping away any tears, embarrassed that your emotions overcame you. Sniffling, you suddenly felt vertigo, making your arms tighten around you
You gasped, as you were pulled towards a warm body. Almost immediately relaxing, you allowed the officer to hug you, as he shielded you from the chilly wind. Clicking his tongue, he spun you back around and lifted you face up, dabbing any stray tears away. “No crying” he grunted, a ghost of a smile on his face.
Humming in agreement, you surrendered to his gentle touches, obediently listening as you climbed into the passenger seat of his car. Sighing, you leaned closer into the warm leather. Giving you a glance, as he settled back into the driver seat, his face softened.
The car became heavy with silence, which was oddly comfortable, as you watched houses whizz by through the window.
“What’s your name?” came the sudden question, blinking, you looked back at the officer. “(Name)” you answered, brow slightly raising in a silent question. “Vash” he grumbled, eyes never being taken away from the road.
Smiling at the new tidbit of information, you turned back to the window. “It’s a good name” you softly praised, blushing when the murmured reply of “Thanks” met your ears.
Quickly you found out that Vash was a man of few words, as the rest of your car ride was spent in silence. Even as no more words were spoken, you felt as you grew closer to the officer. The ride only lasted ten minutes, as it seemed all too soon, when Vash pulled the car up to a house.
Parking, he turned off the car and withdrew the keys from the ignition. Following his lead, you unbuckled yourself from your seat and climbed out as well. Car door giving a thunk as it closed, you lightly jogged to meet up with Vash, whom was currently walking up the house’s driveway. Not even sparing a glance, he spent no time opening the door with another set of keys, and stepped inside.
Slightly confused, you briefly froze outside, before stepping in after him. “Vash?” you called out, peering down the recently lite hallway. “Here” Vash responded, to which you followed.
Padding into the room, you were startled to be standing in a kitchen. Pressing the time on the microwave, was Vash. As you sat down on a stool, you watched with piqued curiosity. Head tilted, your eyes followed Vash’s movement. Pulling out milk from the fridge and mini marshmallows from the cupboard, he placed the items on the island that separated the both of you.
“U-um” you started, but were cut off when a beeping noise arose from the microwave. Attention turned to it, you watched as two steaming mugs of cocoa were withdrawn.
Milk was lightly poured into the mugs, slightly cooling the drink, as soon the mini marshmallows followed suit.
Looking back at Vash, you raised an eyebrow, when he slide your mug over. Blushing, you thanked Vash, before raising the cup to your chilled lips. You shuttered as you enjoyed the heat that spread through your body, which made you even more excited to the taste the chocolatey treat. Mouth parting, your eyes slowly began to close.
“Wait!” Vash suddenly shouted; Eyes popping open, you looked over to the Swiss man in bewilderment. Apparently embarrassed with his outburst, a blush painted his cheekbones in red. Not saying another word, he walked back to the fridge, cracking it open once again.
Giggling, you peered through downcast lashes, as Vash drizzled whipped cream into your mug, the recently revealed mystery item that was needed. After Vash topped his off, he turned to you. Blush still ablaze on his face, he mumbled “Now you can go”.
Giggling, you made sure to blow on your hot cocoa, before taking a swig. Moaning at the sweetness that melted on your tongue, you greedily gulped the brevage, not caring about the heat.
Your drink was quick to vanish, as you sat a-back, belly full and warmth spread thickly though your body. “Thanks Va-”;Your eyes widened, as Vash leaned close to you. Noses brushing against one another, Vash’s chocolate scented breath fanned over your face. Quickly, he pecked the corner of your mouth, sending sparks alight.
Your face glowed a bright shade of pink, as you watched Vash withdrew, his own face bright as well. “Y-you can sleep with me in my bed tonight, it-it’s supposed to get cold” he grunted, eyes refusing to met yours, as he stiffly walked out of the kitchen. You soon blindly followed after in a bright and glorious haze, thoughts that involved homesickness, soon altogether forgotten.
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Here! Switzerland is finally done!
It's pretty sad that Switzerland was a bit forgotten, fandom wise anyway.
(( I like to think Vash hard on the outside and gooey on the inside -//u//- ))
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