~Twisted Thing Called Love~
This is my first Cowboy Bebop fic. I really hope you enjoy ^_^ And well I think it's not your typical romance fic.... Spike?! C'mon it's your line... *smiles apologetically to the readers* Spike: What if I feel like not saying it? Me: Don't worry, you'll want to... remember I have the authoress powers to make you do anything I want you to... so I suggest you not piss me off... *grins evilly* Spike: *gulp* Heh heh... Naomi-chan does not own Cowboy Bebop. It belongs to it's respective owners. In addition, she worked very hard on this fic and if it resembles another fic, it is completely coincidental. Me: Thank you. One more thing you should know, *...* means thinking. Ok, on with the fic! ^_^
A young woman got out of her ship and looked around. *I should be close...* she thought.
She walked down a dark lonely street surrounded by shadows on the walls. She shivered a bit. She looked around and checked the address on a piece of paper. *Almost there... I wonder why he wanted to meet in such a private area... makes me not sure about trusting him at all...*
She heard a crackling sound and looked around her. *I don't see anything...* Then she listened but didn't hear anything again.
*Ugh, I hate walking around at night... not that I'm scared or anything but...* she looked around. *The freaks do come out at night though...* She heard a chortling sound. *Now I know I heard that for sure*
She turned around and saw a drunken man coming up toward her. "Hey babe... what are you doin' here alone by your pretty self in a place like this, heh heh heh..." he mumbled while advancing towards her.
"Well, if it isn't freak number one..." she muttered. Right before he was able to grab her, she kicked him where the sun dosen't shine, then grabbed his arm and twisted it around his back and kicked him to the ground. He was knocked out. She dusted her hands off and pushed her dark hair behind her ears.
*He's so pathetic... lucky he caught me in a good mood though* Then her cell phone rang.
"Hello?" "Are you on your way?" the voice on the line asked. "Yes," she answered. She looked at her watch. "I'll be there in about five minutes." "Perfect." "You have the money?" "Yes," the voice answered. "Okay then, bye." She hung up the phone.
She reached the place. It was an old bar, deserted except for a small number of men, three of them with their backs toward her at the stools. She looked warily at the group and patted her gun. *I can never be too careful* She went inside.
The leader of the group turned around. "Well, I'm glad you could make it," he said. He patted the stool next to him. "Have a seat so we can discuss things."
She walked over to him and sat down. "So, what do you want me to do?"
He laughed. "Well, it's true what they say. You are very straight forward. I like that. Those are usually the attributes of one who always get the job done. That's why I think you're the perfect person for this task."
She put her head in her hand and leaned on the table. "Well, it looks like I'll have to thank my references then," she looked at him. "But I know it's a big task seeing as how much you are willing to pay me, so let's hear it."
They discussed what it was that she had to do. "Well, then if that's what I have to do I'd be more than willing to, even though it's hardly difficult."
"True... but it's my way, which is the only way to do it." He gave an acid smile.
"Not to worry, everything will work out fine, but there's a certain way I operate. I will need some... insurance," she said while taking out her money card and putting it on the table.
"Of course," the man said. He snapped a finger at one of the men behind him and the guy came up to the woman and took her card. "Ten-thousand wulongs," he said while putting the amount into her money card. She took the card back and smiled.
"Ok, you have yourself a deal, I'll be over at the designated time and place to start the task," she said, while getting up to leave.
"Perfect," the man said. "I'm sure I will enjoy your services... Erin." "Same here," she answered while leaving.
The man smiled as a wisp of silver hair covered one of his cold eyes. "Yes," he said. "This should turn out quite well."
* * *
Spike looked around in the fridge for food. "Ugh, nothing in here but baking soda. Great, the only thing in here I can't eat." He stood up and shut the fridge door. "Jet, don't you have anything to eat around here?" he grumbled.
Jet looked up from his place by the table. "Obviously, I don't. As you can see the proof is in the pudding... or in this case, in the fridge, hahaha" he said, laughing at his bad joke.
Spike groaned and went to the living room. He saw Faye intently watching something. He walked up and sat down next to her. "What are you watching?..." She didn't answer him. He saw the old beta cassette machine and looked at the screen. He saw a little girl talking bashfully about herself to the camera.
"So you found it, huh?" Spike asked. She still didn't answer him. "I wouldn't let Jet catch me watching that thing if I were you. He's still mad about you not paying him back for the C.O.D. charges of these things." No answer as she stared at her happy younger self on the video.
She watched her younger self giving her inspirational advice and good wishes for the future. *The girls I was hanging out with, the bedroom I was in... I can't remember any of those* "Why can't I remember..?" Faye whispered sadly. Then the tape ended. She rewinded it and watched it again. Nothing. Rewind again. Still nothing.
Tears slowly welled up in her eyes while she was about to rewind the tape again when Spike stopped her.
"Faye, don't torture yourself by constantly watching this," he said. "Give it some time and maybe it will all come back to you."
Faye looked up at Spike. "I... I can't remember... I see myself and I just don't remember..." Tears started to well up in her eyes. "Why can't I remember, Spike? Why can't I?" Then she started to cry.
Spike was surprised. *I've never seen Faye cry like this before, this must really be getting to her* He didn't know how to respond, so he comfortingly put his arms around Faye and let her cry on his shoulder.
*Why am I so weak?!* Faye yelled at herself. *I feel like a petty little girl , why am I allowing myself to do this?!* But she couldn't stop the tears from falling.
Spike continued to hold her close. "I'm sure you'll remember one day, I mean it wasn't as if it was that long a time ago or somethin'," he said hoping to make her feel better.
She looked up at him. *I could tell him about my past, but should I?* she thought. *I will, the moment is right* She sighed. "No, I don't think I ever will, Spike," she said, "There's something about me that you should know."
Loosening his hold on her but not letting go, he sat back a little. "What is it?"
She first looked at the television, then looked down, and then looked at Spike. "Well, many years ago, when the gate incident happened I got into a serious accident and almost died... but then I was put on cryogenic sleep..." She looked down, tears forming at her eyes again. "I was woken about three years ago, knowing no one, remembering no one... And then I had all these medical bills for the cryo sleep that I had to pay for...
Spike was shocked. She had never told him about her past before. He could tell that it was hurting her to bring up all of those sad memories. "Look Faye, you don't have to tell me this if you don't want to..." he said.
She gave him a small smile. "It's okay... I want to," she said and blushed a little. *Ughhh... why am I showing my feelings so easily? He expresses a little concern for me and there I go, blushing like an idiot!!!* she scolded herself.
Spike looked at her. *It's amazing how childlike and innocent she can really be. It's as if I'm seeing a whole new side to Faye that she rarely let people see...*
"Then... well I met a man who I thought cared about me... only to find out he was a con artist who left me with more debt when he feigned his death..." Faye started to cry again.
"I promised myself I wouldn't cry again..." she whispered. Spike held her close once again.
"It's ok to cry, Faye... it's ok..." he said soothingly. *That bakayarou!!! How dare he hurt Faye like that?! Especially at a time when she was the most vunerable... Poor Faye, she's been through a lot, and she's trying to be strong through all this*
He continued to hold her. *She is so beautiful... I just feel like holding her in my arms and never letting go...* Then it was his turn to blush. *What am I thinking?! It's not like I like her like that or anything... of course not... we're just friends... of course I would care about her though...*
Faye closed her eyes, content in Spike's arms. *This is like a dream... I've always wished he would hold me in his arms, I can't believe it's happening. Could it mean that maybe he feels the same? If only...*
A long while later, Jet walked into the living room and saw the beta machine out. *I swear, if I see Faye watching this thing when she knows she hasn't paid the charges yet, I'll-* He was about to yell at Faye when he saw she and Spike in each other's arms, sleeping.
"Well, isn't that cute..." he whispered and smiled, forgetting all about his previous mental threat. He silently left the room and went to bed.
Spike woke up a couple of hours later and looked at his watch. "Five minutes after one," he muttered. He looked at Faye, resting against his chest, sleeping. *She looks like a little angel sleeping* he thought. *Too bad she can be the complete opposite when awake*
He lifted her up and carried her to her room. He layed her on her bed and put the blanket over her. He looked at her for a little bit and then went to his room.
--The next morning--
Spike walked into the kitchen, still groggy from sleep, yawning and running a hand through his puffy green hair.
Jet was at the kitchen table, drinking coffee. "Mornin' sleepyhead," he greeted him.
Spike opened the fridge. "Well at least there's something in here today," he said. "Last night I dreamt there was roast beef in here... but oh well this will do," he said taking out a carton of milk.
"Did some shopping today," Jet answered. "I was finally able to cash in on the last bounty head we caught the other day...." he then had a dissapointed look. "Actually I was hoping to buy some beef but you wouldn't believe the price, for what that's worth I might as well go to a planet that still has some cows inhabiting it an' kill them myself."
Spike took a box of cereal out of a cabinet. "Well, that's the way it is, cows are rare, so the price is high, it's your typical case of supply and demand," he said while trying to open the bag.
Jet drank the last of his coffee. "Yeah, but I still think that sucks."
Just then, Ed came prancing into the room. "Spikey, I have some newwwss for youuu," she said while somersaulting.
"What is it?" he said irritatingly, annoyed at the fact that she won't just call him by his right name.
"There's some video mail for youuuu," she said from the floor.
"From who, Ed?" Spike asked, trying to be patient.
She sat up. "From some woman named Julia."
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So what do you people think? Is it any good so far? I hope you like. Please give me feedback in your reviews ^_^ I will try to get out chapter two asap. And on a next note, thanks to the people who reviewed my other fics. I do need to get crackin' on the first one and finish it... gomen.. ^^()
This is my first Cowboy Bebop fic. I really hope you enjoy ^_^ And well I think it's not your typical romance fic.... Spike?! C'mon it's your line... *smiles apologetically to the readers* Spike: What if I feel like not saying it? Me: Don't worry, you'll want to... remember I have the authoress powers to make you do anything I want you to... so I suggest you not piss me off... *grins evilly* Spike: *gulp* Heh heh... Naomi-chan does not own Cowboy Bebop. It belongs to it's respective owners. In addition, she worked very hard on this fic and if it resembles another fic, it is completely coincidental. Me: Thank you. One more thing you should know, *...* means thinking. Ok, on with the fic! ^_^
A young woman got out of her ship and looked around. *I should be close...* she thought.
She walked down a dark lonely street surrounded by shadows on the walls. She shivered a bit. She looked around and checked the address on a piece of paper. *Almost there... I wonder why he wanted to meet in such a private area... makes me not sure about trusting him at all...*
She heard a crackling sound and looked around her. *I don't see anything...* Then she listened but didn't hear anything again.
*Ugh, I hate walking around at night... not that I'm scared or anything but...* she looked around. *The freaks do come out at night though...* She heard a chortling sound. *Now I know I heard that for sure*
She turned around and saw a drunken man coming up toward her. "Hey babe... what are you doin' here alone by your pretty self in a place like this, heh heh heh..." he mumbled while advancing towards her.
"Well, if it isn't freak number one..." she muttered. Right before he was able to grab her, she kicked him where the sun dosen't shine, then grabbed his arm and twisted it around his back and kicked him to the ground. He was knocked out. She dusted her hands off and pushed her dark hair behind her ears.
*He's so pathetic... lucky he caught me in a good mood though* Then her cell phone rang.
"Hello?" "Are you on your way?" the voice on the line asked. "Yes," she answered. She looked at her watch. "I'll be there in about five minutes." "Perfect." "You have the money?" "Yes," the voice answered. "Okay then, bye." She hung up the phone.
She reached the place. It was an old bar, deserted except for a small number of men, three of them with their backs toward her at the stools. She looked warily at the group and patted her gun. *I can never be too careful* She went inside.
The leader of the group turned around. "Well, I'm glad you could make it," he said. He patted the stool next to him. "Have a seat so we can discuss things."
She walked over to him and sat down. "So, what do you want me to do?"
He laughed. "Well, it's true what they say. You are very straight forward. I like that. Those are usually the attributes of one who always get the job done. That's why I think you're the perfect person for this task."
She put her head in her hand and leaned on the table. "Well, it looks like I'll have to thank my references then," she looked at him. "But I know it's a big task seeing as how much you are willing to pay me, so let's hear it."
They discussed what it was that she had to do. "Well, then if that's what I have to do I'd be more than willing to, even though it's hardly difficult."
"True... but it's my way, which is the only way to do it." He gave an acid smile.
"Not to worry, everything will work out fine, but there's a certain way I operate. I will need some... insurance," she said while taking out her money card and putting it on the table.
"Of course," the man said. He snapped a finger at one of the men behind him and the guy came up to the woman and took her card. "Ten-thousand wulongs," he said while putting the amount into her money card. She took the card back and smiled.
"Ok, you have yourself a deal, I'll be over at the designated time and place to start the task," she said, while getting up to leave.
"Perfect," the man said. "I'm sure I will enjoy your services... Erin." "Same here," she answered while leaving.
The man smiled as a wisp of silver hair covered one of his cold eyes. "Yes," he said. "This should turn out quite well."
* * *
Spike looked around in the fridge for food. "Ugh, nothing in here but baking soda. Great, the only thing in here I can't eat." He stood up and shut the fridge door. "Jet, don't you have anything to eat around here?" he grumbled.
Jet looked up from his place by the table. "Obviously, I don't. As you can see the proof is in the pudding... or in this case, in the fridge, hahaha" he said, laughing at his bad joke.
Spike groaned and went to the living room. He saw Faye intently watching something. He walked up and sat down next to her. "What are you watching?..." She didn't answer him. He saw the old beta cassette machine and looked at the screen. He saw a little girl talking bashfully about herself to the camera.
"So you found it, huh?" Spike asked. She still didn't answer him. "I wouldn't let Jet catch me watching that thing if I were you. He's still mad about you not paying him back for the C.O.D. charges of these things." No answer as she stared at her happy younger self on the video.
She watched her younger self giving her inspirational advice and good wishes for the future. *The girls I was hanging out with, the bedroom I was in... I can't remember any of those* "Why can't I remember..?" Faye whispered sadly. Then the tape ended. She rewinded it and watched it again. Nothing. Rewind again. Still nothing.
Tears slowly welled up in her eyes while she was about to rewind the tape again when Spike stopped her.
"Faye, don't torture yourself by constantly watching this," he said. "Give it some time and maybe it will all come back to you."
Faye looked up at Spike. "I... I can't remember... I see myself and I just don't remember..." Tears started to well up in her eyes. "Why can't I remember, Spike? Why can't I?" Then she started to cry.
Spike was surprised. *I've never seen Faye cry like this before, this must really be getting to her* He didn't know how to respond, so he comfortingly put his arms around Faye and let her cry on his shoulder.
*Why am I so weak?!* Faye yelled at herself. *I feel like a petty little girl , why am I allowing myself to do this?!* But she couldn't stop the tears from falling.
Spike continued to hold her close. "I'm sure you'll remember one day, I mean it wasn't as if it was that long a time ago or somethin'," he said hoping to make her feel better.
She looked up at him. *I could tell him about my past, but should I?* she thought. *I will, the moment is right* She sighed. "No, I don't think I ever will, Spike," she said, "There's something about me that you should know."
Loosening his hold on her but not letting go, he sat back a little. "What is it?"
She first looked at the television, then looked down, and then looked at Spike. "Well, many years ago, when the gate incident happened I got into a serious accident and almost died... but then I was put on cryogenic sleep..." She looked down, tears forming at her eyes again. "I was woken about three years ago, knowing no one, remembering no one... And then I had all these medical bills for the cryo sleep that I had to pay for...
Spike was shocked. She had never told him about her past before. He could tell that it was hurting her to bring up all of those sad memories. "Look Faye, you don't have to tell me this if you don't want to..." he said.
She gave him a small smile. "It's okay... I want to," she said and blushed a little. *Ughhh... why am I showing my feelings so easily? He expresses a little concern for me and there I go, blushing like an idiot!!!* she scolded herself.
Spike looked at her. *It's amazing how childlike and innocent she can really be. It's as if I'm seeing a whole new side to Faye that she rarely let people see...*
"Then... well I met a man who I thought cared about me... only to find out he was a con artist who left me with more debt when he feigned his death..." Faye started to cry again.
"I promised myself I wouldn't cry again..." she whispered. Spike held her close once again.
"It's ok to cry, Faye... it's ok..." he said soothingly. *That bakayarou!!! How dare he hurt Faye like that?! Especially at a time when she was the most vunerable... Poor Faye, she's been through a lot, and she's trying to be strong through all this*
He continued to hold her. *She is so beautiful... I just feel like holding her in my arms and never letting go...* Then it was his turn to blush. *What am I thinking?! It's not like I like her like that or anything... of course not... we're just friends... of course I would care about her though...*
Faye closed her eyes, content in Spike's arms. *This is like a dream... I've always wished he would hold me in his arms, I can't believe it's happening. Could it mean that maybe he feels the same? If only...*
A long while later, Jet walked into the living room and saw the beta machine out. *I swear, if I see Faye watching this thing when she knows she hasn't paid the charges yet, I'll-* He was about to yell at Faye when he saw she and Spike in each other's arms, sleeping.
"Well, isn't that cute..." he whispered and smiled, forgetting all about his previous mental threat. He silently left the room and went to bed.
Spike woke up a couple of hours later and looked at his watch. "Five minutes after one," he muttered. He looked at Faye, resting against his chest, sleeping. *She looks like a little angel sleeping* he thought. *Too bad she can be the complete opposite when awake*
He lifted her up and carried her to her room. He layed her on her bed and put the blanket over her. He looked at her for a little bit and then went to his room.
--The next morning--
Spike walked into the kitchen, still groggy from sleep, yawning and running a hand through his puffy green hair.
Jet was at the kitchen table, drinking coffee. "Mornin' sleepyhead," he greeted him.
Spike opened the fridge. "Well at least there's something in here today," he said. "Last night I dreamt there was roast beef in here... but oh well this will do," he said taking out a carton of milk.
"Did some shopping today," Jet answered. "I was finally able to cash in on the last bounty head we caught the other day...." he then had a dissapointed look. "Actually I was hoping to buy some beef but you wouldn't believe the price, for what that's worth I might as well go to a planet that still has some cows inhabiting it an' kill them myself."
Spike took a box of cereal out of a cabinet. "Well, that's the way it is, cows are rare, so the price is high, it's your typical case of supply and demand," he said while trying to open the bag.
Jet drank the last of his coffee. "Yeah, but I still think that sucks."
Just then, Ed came prancing into the room. "Spikey, I have some newwwss for youuu," she said while somersaulting.
"What is it?" he said irritatingly, annoyed at the fact that she won't just call him by his right name.
"There's some video mail for youuuu," she said from the floor.
"From who, Ed?" Spike asked, trying to be patient.
She sat up. "From some woman named Julia."
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So what do you people think? Is it any good so far? I hope you like. Please give me feedback in your reviews ^_^ I will try to get out chapter two asap. And on a next note, thanks to the people who reviewed my other fics. I do need to get crackin' on the first one and finish it... gomen.. ^^()