Everything you want.

Warning: Basic spelling and grammar mishaps, along with light Shonen-Ai.
Wolf and Vash coupling song fic.
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Somewhere there's speaking
It's already coming in
Oh, and it's rising at the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you're here and you don't know why

Nicholas D Wolfwood sat in the bar of a hotel smoking. The group had stopped in the small town to get some rest and some edible food. Thanks to Meryl and Milly’s association with the Bernardeli insurance society, the quartet was guaranteed a free hotel room pretty much where ever they went. After they’d unpacked, Wolfwood had immediately strolled down to the small little bar for some Jack Daniel’s. He casually pulled his cigarette from out of his mouth sipped his drink as he glanced out the window of the bar watching as some of the towns children happily played kick the can with the Sixty Billion Double Dollar Man.
Vash the Stampede.
Wolfwood set his drink down and took another puff of his cigarette and smirked as Vash tripped and fell with a large splash into the water trough. Like clockwork, a rather agitated Meryl Strife ran out to pull Vash out and lecture him on his irrational behavior. Milly Thompson, also followed only to join the other children in the kick the can game. Vash had managed to make his escape while Meryl had gone after Milly. Wolfwood at times often wondered how he’d gotten involved with this small group of odd people. Sure it had first started out as yet another assignment, but now it seamed to be something more. There was Meryl Strife, a short no-nonsense young woman who seamed to be a big of the “straight man” of the group. Despite her at times bitchy attitude she had shown her self to be a rather supportive and loyal friend. There was also Milly Thompson, Meryl’s much bigger partner. While rather naïve at times she also was rather quick at pointing out the less obvious. Wolf had even gained a bit of the fondness for the girl. And finally there was Vash the Stampede. And while Wolfwood could tell in an instant if Vash’s smiling was genuine or false, he still wasn’t too sure what to make of the Blond -Haired man. But slowly it had started to become more and more obvious for the Minister in Black.
He was starting to care about Vash more then anything in the world.

But under skinned knees And the skid marks
Past the places where you used to learn
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for the Echoes of angels who won't return
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why

Wolfwood’s gray eyes followed the now dripping wet Double Dollar man as he walked into the bar. Vash gave Wolfwood a rather embarrassed grin.
“Do you have a towel?”
There was an odd silence and both men started to laugh. When the laughter had finally calmed down, Vash shrugged.
“I should change out of these cloths… Um.. If Meryl asks were I am tell her someplace I’m not.”
Wolf exhaled a cloud of smoke. “Don’t worry Tongari, it looks like she’s a little pre-occupied right now.” He gestured to were Meryl had gotten stuck in a game of kick the can with Milly and the other children.
The green-eyed man gave a sweet smile of gratitude.
“Thanks Wolfwood.”
He smiled and trudged up the stairs to their rooms. His boots making a squeaky sound every time he took a steep.

Wolfwood kept smiling until Vash had left. Vash didn’t know about all those empty smiles of his own. The Priest continued to repeat in his head the same thing that he’d told him self ever sense he realized how much the Red-Coated man met to him. That Wolf had troubles of his own. How it would break Vash’s heart to learn that he was here to bring him back to his brother. That he was only a pawn in a much bigger game to have Vash experience eternal suffering. He couldn’t afford to let Vash know how much he meant to him. But didn’t Vash already know all of this? He noticed how Vash’s eyes seamed to beam just the slightest bit more when he saw Wolfwood. But he still felt the same need to… how could he put this? Protect Vash.
In a way he almost admired Vash. How he wished that he could have so much faith in life like the red-coated man could. How he wished so hard that he could strive to live a life of “Love and Peace”
But he knew he couldn’t. He knew what his job was. And yet, he was so tortured with the idea of were his loyalties really did lie. Wolfwood continued to nurse his beverage.

You're waiting for someone To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another Wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why

Vash walked up to the his and Wolfwood’s room in the hotel. After a few minutes of struggling he’d managed to unbutton his read coat and let it slip to the floor with a wet “twap”. His was rather relieved that his more complex outfit underneath his coat wasn’t so wet but he figured he should let it dry also.
He’d changed into a simpler pair of black jeans and a blouse while he let his cloths dry outside on the porch. He casually glanced at a pack of smokes that had been left by Wolfwood’s bed stand. He smiled when he thought of the Priest. Then again he’d always been impressed with him in a way. He’d been impressed with him the day that Wolfwood casually remarked how much Vash was hurting. There had only been so many people in all the time that Vash had lived who had made him feel loved, respected, that he wasn’t an accident waiting to happen. But yet, Wolfwood, like the girls, couldn’t afford to be involved. He didn’t want them to be.
Not to mentioned he really didn’t ever wanna face so much rejection again. He didn’t want to be hurt again. Yet he knew it was inevitable. So he sat down on the edge of the bed feeling rather distraught with him self.

But you'll just sit tight
And watch it unwind
It's only what you're asking for
And you'll be just fine
With all of your time
It's only what you're waiting for...

A few hours later Wolfwood stumbled drunkenly up the stairs to his hotel room. Milly had been nice enough to offer to help him up but he’d declined and had finally made it to his room while tripping on the stairs a few times time. He slowly opened the hotel room door.

He noticed Vash lying on top of the bed sheets on his side. As he walked closer he noticed that Vash was shaking somewhat. And has he finally sat on the side of the bed, he realized that the blond haired man was crying in his sleep. Wolfwood blinked and did the only thing that came to mind at the moment.
He hugged Vash. Wrapping one of his strong arms around Vash’s shoulders, he stroked Vash’s spikey blond hair with the other.
“It’s okay Tongari…. It’s okay…”
Vash stirred a little more and slowly opened his aqua green eyes.
“Wolfwood? What are you doing here?”

“We’re sharing the same room, remember?” “Oh yeah…”

The two of them sat there for a few more minutes, just holding each other. Finally Wolfwood stirred a little.
“Tongari? You wanna talk about it?”

Vash shook his head.
“It’s ok…. I’d just like to stay like this though.”

And the Preacher went back to holding the Humanoid Typhoon.

Out of the island Into the highway
Past the places where you might have turned
You never did notice
But you still hide away
The anger of angels who won't return
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why

“You fell asleep.”
“Oh… sorry…”

The somewhat smaller of the two men gave a bit of a giggle.
“It’s okay. Besides…”
Vash shifted his weight a little so that he was sitting up.
“I liked that a lot. As silly as it might sound-“
“No Tongari, it’s not stupid at all…”

Wolf hugged Vash again and Vash hugged back. His arms wrapping around Wolfwood’s brod waist.
Wolf took Vash’s face in his hand, slowly drawing him closer to him. The Priest looked at Vash’s happy if not a little pre-perplexed face.
And the two of them kissed.
It was very soft and slow but it lingered on for quiet sometime. Finally the darker man slowly pulled away to see that Vash was smiling as pure and as genuine as the day that he had met him.

Vash gave a small smirk and happily rested his head against Wolfwood’s shoulder.
“Yeah Tongari?”
“Let’s just stay like this. Alright?”
“Sure thing Vashu.”

And the two men held each other some more.

I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you And I don't know why
And I don't know Why
And I don't know...