Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Outlaw Star. I only own my ideas.

Pairing: eventual Gene/Jim (this will not be shota… read and find out how!)

Warning: Shonen-ai, cursing/bad language

Author Note: This is a slightly updated/fixed/edited version of this story. I'm going to be re-writing each of these chapters since I haven't touched this story in about 4 years. O_O Yeah, sorry about that.… Hopefully you all will like the changes! Though sometimes the changes won't be that noticeable. Also, I WILL be updating this story with a new chapter… once I remember where I was going with this story. . Anyway, on to the change!

Of Love of One

Chapter 1

"Uh, Jim," Aisha worried her lip as a little red flashing light appeared on the top corner of her terminal screen, "I don't think that light was there a second ago."

The Outlaw Star was propelling though space as the crew was sitting on the Main Deck checking on the ships progress. But then Aisha's screen started blinking.

"Huh?" Jim ran a hand though blonde hair not looking up from his own screen, "What's wrong?"

"Not that sure."

"What? Doesn't it say what's wrong?"

The cat-girl shook her head slightly, "Naw, not a thing. Just a blink-y light. All the stats are fine, so we're not going to explode. But…" And she paused.

"But what?" Jim didn't like that tone in the Ctarl's voice, and by the look on Suzuka's face, neither did the assassin. The blonde and the assassin exchanged curious looks for a second before Jim turned around to address Melfina. "Mel? Could you check into that?"

"I am," the ebony woman stated as she closed her eyes, concentrated and mentally checked over the ship. "Hmm." It was her turn to worry her lip. And Jim saw it.

"Mel, what's up?"

Mel let a sigh of relief go, "Luckily nothing major." At that the rest of the occupants in the room relaxed.

"Good," Aisha sighed, "Got scared that I almost exploded us."

Mel lightly laughed at that, "No, nothing like that. Some wire in your terminal needs to be replaced, that's all."

Jim popped up at that, "Wait. Wire needs to be replaced? Are you sure?" The questions were directed at Mel.

"Unless there's a glitch somewhere, yes I'm sure."

"Gene!" The young man cursed under his breath and got noticeably mad, "That lazy bum was supposed to replace all that wire for me yesterday!" With a grumble he asked the ladies in the room if they knew where Gene was. All the girls thought for a second, but none of them knew. And then with a huff Jim swung himself out of his co-pilot seat and started to head out of the Deck. "He's probably still asleep. I'll be back once I throttle our lazy Captain." And with that Jim was out of the room.

"Gene," Jim mumbled to himself, anger still very evident in his young voice, "you better be awake, or I'm gonna kill you."

Jim was pacing in front of the door to Gene's quarters and still cursing under his breath about the wires that never got replaced.

"Gene, I'm gonna kill you," repeated the mumbling Jim to Gene's door. "If we all get blown up today it's gonna be your fault because you didn't replace the freakin' wire!" His anger was punctuated with a loud series of bangs on the redhead's door.

"Oh my," came from the ship's tiny, pink mobile unit. "I worry about our future prospects if the Captain doesn't wake up soon."

"Shut it, Gilliam!" Jim was angry and it showed. He knew that Gilliam had noting to do with this mess, but he had a bone to pick with Gene and he wasn't going to rest until Gene had heard him. "Gene! You bastard! Wake up!" Jim kept pounding on the door until it opened to show a half-asleep Gene, clad in just his boxer-briefs.

The groggy man yawned. "Jim, stop knocking down my door," stated the red head, rubbing his hands over his face. "It's still early. Let me sleep." And with that Gene turned back around and headed back into his room.

"Oh my. I really—"

"For God's sake, Gilliam," Jim quickly whipped around to scream at the little pink robot, "don't you ever shut up!" Giving Jim a surprised look, Gilliam's little pink self raced down the service rail. Jim huffed and turned back around to meet an open door. "Gene probably forgot to close it," sighed Jim. "He never does anything right when he's half asleep. Well, since he's awake…"

As Jim lightly walked inside Gene's quarters he fiddled with the light switch on the wall, and after a minute he was able to turn on the blinding light that illuminated the messy room.

"Damnit Jim!! Turn off the light!" screamed Gene from his bed.

"No!" Jim stomped over to Gene. "Get up now and replace the wires!"

"But" Gene covered his head with the blanket "it's still early!"

"No, it's not! It's two in the afternoon!" Jim's face was now right up to Gene's blanket covered one. "Get your lazy ass up! Now!" screamed the blonde as he ripped the covers off of Gene.

"JIM—"

"NO!" The blonde was sick and tired of their captain lazing about.

"FINE!" Gene's angered face was right in front of Jim's. "Then we'll do this the hard way!" And with that Gene pushed Jim out of his way. The redhead then pulled himself off his bad to leave. But slipped.

In the split second that Gene was falling backwards he reached out his hand and Jim tried to steady his friend. Then, the next thing both of them knew, they were on the bed.

At first Jim was utterly confused at what was happening, but then the young blonde realized that he and Gene were kissing.

It was then that he harshly pushed himself off the chest of the older man. "The HELL!" Jim screamed. This had never happen before, and the young man didn't know what else to say.

"SHIT!" Gene cursed as he stumbled out of bed. "G'morning to you too!" And he pulled his pants on. "God, can't people get any sleep 'round here?!" He yelled back as he grabbed his shirt and slumped out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

This had left a very shocked Jim behind, all-alone in Gene's quarters. But with a shake of blonde hair Jim tried to clear his mind, and ran to the door and angrily yanked it open again. He looked side to side and saw the groggy Gene dragging himself down the hallway. 'No, he didn't!' Jim thought to himself 'That little bastard!'

Then before Gene disappeared around the corner, Jim yelled at him. "It's not the morning, you bastard! It's the afternoon!" Jim loudly slammed the door closed behind him and slumped up against it as he stood in the hallway. "And what the hell was that kiss for?" He mumbled to himself.

A/N: Oh no! O_O … Now, remember, reviews/comments are welcome! Let me know if you liked the "new" chapter? :3