Life Will Be What It Was
By Ryoko Kashino & Kitana blade studios
Hi there guys! This Ryoko, I have returned with yet another bebop tale! What can I say I never tire of watching it and there are so many bebop stories floating in my head! Okay I hope you guys like this one! Please read and review! Thanks a lot! Oh yeah here's the legal crap, I don't own bebop (but wish I did) so don't freakin' sue me! I'm very poor. To all those who flame! Be warned flame and you will be "Mind Fragged!"
Chp 1 The floating crypt and bottom of the barrel
The smoke hung lazily about the window area. Jet stood there looking out into the black abyss of space. He didn't blink; he just stared out with solemn eyes. The ship had been floating here in the orbit of Mars for about a week. Four had days past and not a sign of Faye or the redtail. The last month had gone by slowly. Spike had gone and never came back. He hadn't cried. Hell no! He was Jet Black, the black dog that would never let go once he sunk in his teeth. Slowly though, his heart began to ache. His family had gone. Vanished almost as soon as they'd come. He could understand Spike's death wish. Well, no, he couldn't but he figured he could accept it. Since day one he'd always seen the dull look in Spike's eyes. That was his life; the dullness he woke up to every morning. He supposed it was because of that woman he couldn't get over. For the three years they'd spent as partners and as friends Jet had to face the fact that Spike would only live on in his memories. Funny that that careless asshole would be the only person he'd trusted since his years in the I.S.S.P. Jet chuckled to himself, then crushed his cigarillo out and headed to the controls of the Bebop.
The control board was brightly lit. Jet sat there still just staring out in the blankness of space. His life at the moment sucked. His mind floated to Ed. It was weird but he felt he was like her Dad. Her real one was an ass that left a child behind to fend for herself. Sure he'd left her with a nun, but God damn it he could even tell if Ed was a girl or boy! Fucker! His little girl, she was gone and she took the damn dog too! Jet rolled his eyes and tried to push out the memory of Ed's smiling face and the constant bark that had continually accompanied the little imp.
Even that evil woman had a small place in his heart. Sure she was a bit of a shrew. Everyday she'd bitch'em out for never repairing the water heater. Then she'd have the nerve to act as if she was queen of the lazy people. Laying about on the couch and chair in the living area reading magazines, painting her nails, smelling the place up like a freaking nail salon! Damn woman! Shit, he missed her too. He was going to go mad with all this silence. Jet checked the vault in the storeroom. 5000 woolongs, well at least Faye hadn't totally robbed him. He had just enough the fill one of the three tanks of the bebop and get a few other needed supplies. First he needed to do was get to the docks. He fired up the engines and then punched in the coordinates. He'd get there in about an hour. Meanwhile he'd try to rest his eyes, if he was lucky he'd catch a few Z's.
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Faye sat at the bar. A haze of smoke almost gave this place atmosphere. Pathetic, she downed the rest of her whiskey sour got up and paid for her drink. She hadn't wanted to go back to that bunch of bolts. No way; it was filled with memories she wished she'd never obtained. As of late, the once loud insane asylum it had been had turned into a crypt. Silence had beckoned there too often. She and Jet had only talked to each other when they needed to. She walked outside pausing in the middle of the sidewalk and stretched out. Faye then felt her coat pocket for the cigs she'd bought this morning. She found the pack and saw it only had two left. She cursed under her breath and then plucked one out and lit it up. She turned and headed to the parking lot towards her red tail. She needed to find a place to stay. The red tail headed out towards the not so good side of town, the side with the seedy motels. When Faye landed she picked the closest one. The bright pink neon sign read Koolerz Inn. Inn, my ass, she thought. She entered the office and stood for a few minutes waiting to be serviced. No one came. Finally, Faye pounded on the little bell. From a door way off to the side came a young teen. His face was pale and had little clusters of pimples here and there. He looked at Faye. He stood there for a second. Faye was annoyed that this teenager was simply undressing her with his eyes and clearly beginning to fantasize about bedding her. She finally spoke, "What the hell are you staring at?"
He stammered, "Uh.. um... ahh... auh... How can I help you?"
Faye placed a hand on her hip then licked her lips and said, "What do you think I'm here for?" Her lips curled up into a smile as her very sensual voice turned the teen ten shades of red.
"Umm I ..."
"I need a room genius." She said with no emotion in her voice and annoyance on her face.
The teen's mind finally registered that he was getting messed with. He sat down at the pc and then with a few key strokes he pulled up an available room screen. He turned and reached up to get a key. He placed the key down unto the counter that stood between him and the beautiful vixen.
"Room 320, take the stairs up two flights and the room is at the end of the hall next the ice machine. Oh that'll be 160 woolongs."
Faye reached into her pocket and gave the kid the cash, grabbed her key and before she left the office she stopped at the vending machine to get a pack of cigs. She could feel the kid burning a hole into her back. So she slowly bent down to give him a flash of her bottom. She heard his breath catch and smiled to herself. That's right sweetheart stare hard 'cause that's all you're ever gonna get, she thought. She stood up straight slowly turned her head, winked and said, "Sweet dreams lover."