Title: His.

Summary: BecauseWolfwood is his.

Disclaimer: Trigun and its characters are the property of Yasuhiro Nightow.

Rating: PG

A/N: Contains yaoi/slash/boy love whatever you wanna call it, don't like it don't read it.

"Nicholas." Wolfwood froze and looked to where Midvalley the Hornfreak, the eleventh Gung Ho Gun stood leaning against the wall of the town's tavern. The priest looked around him nervously to ensue that no one was around and then stormed over to the musician.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He growled and pushed Midvalley further down the side street, out of view of the main street

"Wolfwood?" Vash called out from up the street. Midvalley smirked as he grabbed the priest by his shirt collar and crushed his lips against his own.

"You're mine, not his."

"Always."