(Note: I don't own anything to do with Cyborg 009)

(In other notes: This is a re- post I hope in posting this in ch. It would be easyer to read)

In heat of a broken heart:

One year has passed since the final battle, 003 and 009 had planned to marry and take 001 in as their child. A beautiful love story..Right? Beautiful love stories don't always leave happiness to all. Rejected by 003,a very broken hearted 002 moved back to New York for good this time.

Witch leads to a hot summer's evening deep in New York's west side.

Jet stood over a boiling pot of water, his shirt hung loosely tied around his waist as sweat dripped down his hard body. Annoyed from the heat, he whisked away a few sweat beads from his brow as he carefully read the directions form a package of ramen.

"There's no way anyone can be dumb enough to mess up cooking this!" Dumping the dried noodles in a pot of boiling water .

His attention was then drawn to a small broken down fan whirling in the window but actually was the picture next to the window the his atention was truly fixed on. Walking over, he longingly picked up the small frame that held a picture of him and 003. A gentle breeze from the fan dried the sweat from his body as his heart was ripped apart once more in reminder of the picture.

"If only she could have understood..." He thought with a heavy heart. If only she could understand how much it hurt sometimes that she never realized his feelings for her. She never realized how much it hurt even when he saved 009's life many times for her honor. He vale never to love another...but..they where to marry in two days and that was it..He was invited to be part of the wedding party. "What an insult!"

" Nothing personal pal..but I'll be dammed if I'll ever show up.." His though was paused by the smell of smoke.

"Shit!" Running back to the stove Jet quickly grabbed the pot of flaming ramen and shoved it into the sink running cold water over the reminder of was was left. Steam and smoke filled the whole kitchen. The confusion was interrupted by a small knock at the door.

"Jet..Jet! The neighbors are complaining about your cooking again!"

Defeated and humiliated once again by his bad culinary skills, Jet slowly opened the door to a small blond haired boy.

"Hey Jimmy" Greeting his friend with a smile.

Now at age 6 he wasn't as little anymore, but for some reason the boy always looked up to him as a father figure.

"Ironic" He though looking back into his apratment with a sigh. The kitchen and the rest of the house was a mess. It was obvious the he couldn't even take care of himself let alone for someone to think of him as a part time dad.

"If we go visit Mom at work I'm sure she won't mind making you a good dinner." The boy eagerly waited his reply.

Jet often felt sorry for them. Jimmy's real dad was trash of the worst kind drug dealer, boozer, abusive. He's never even seen his son since he was born. His Mom works countless dead end jobs to keep a roof over their heads, before saving her life, he's never understood why she was always so closed to other people, so moody. Knowing more of the story he understood why, even still he wasn't sure of the whole truth.

" Sure Jimmy" He said letting the small boy in "Um...Just give me a few minutes to clean up and clean up this mess,"

Feeling a bit more refreshed after a cooling shower, the two headed down the street to the coffee diner where Jimmy's Mom worked. Being outside in the summer's heat felt like being in a concrete oven.

Once inside the bell clanged as the door closed leaving them greeted by the hustle of the busy diner.

" Jimmy!" His Mom called rushing to the door to hug her beloved son. "Are you being good today and not driving grandma nuts?"

Filled with glee, he announced probably a bit too loud than cared for by Jet. "Mom! I brought Jet today, he burnt his dinner again. He's such a bad cook, even I can cook ramen."

Jet blushed wildly as most of the diner turned around to see who was being talked about.

" Well ..I..um..my mind ..wasn't um..it wasn't my fault.." He stuttered facing away.

The touch of a small soft hand on his cheek made him feel even hotter than the heat outside, as the hand gently brought his face around meeting with emerald eyes.Wide eyed and taken aback Jet stumbled back a few steps into the door making the bell ring once more.

Smiling warmly the young woman spoke, she was only a year or two older than Jet with mid length blond hair to match her son's kept in a neat pony tail. "It's no problem at all. Same as every night Jet?"

" ye..ah..thank you Kathy" Jet quickly took his seat trying to cover whatever it was that make his heart jump just a moment ago.

Gazing out the window at the busy street he thought. "What was that feeling back there? As many times as I've been here or seen Kathy I never.."

"JET!"

"WAHHH!" He fell back in suprize once more.

" Jet I was asking if you had anymore stories from when you're 002 and fight bad guys, and fly around, and ..." Jimmy looked at him waiting with huge eyes.

Trying to keep his cool motto going but it was completely hopeless at this point, tonight the whole diner knew he was a hapless dumb ass. "Not today..." He sighed looking out the window , his mind was still a swirl of thoughts, thoughts about 003, tomorrow, what the hell happened back there, but back in the kitchen almost the same question was being asked.

"Hmmm...Your friend is looking pretty hot tonight, Kathy. I think he dressed up for you with that new leather jacket and those sung jeans hugging that tight ass.." Sally winked over to her now blushing but slightly annoyed friend. "ooo!.. and is that Gravity I smell him drenched with.. Girl I wish I was in your shoes."

Now blushing crimson red. "Cut it out!" Kathy snapped grabbing the tray from her snickering friend. " There isn't and never will be anything happening between us." Her thoughts wandered. " He is very handsome..mmm.. how he held me in that fire so tight and secure..Stupid! Thinking crap like that, and anyways thoughts like that only lead to disappointment " She tried to cleanse the dirty thoughts from her mind before swiftly rushing the tray filed with burgers out to him.

"Here ya go same as always. "She proudly announced.

"Sally's right...He is looking nicer tonight." Her thoughts wandered deeper. "..Smelling ungodly good..tight..leather..slickend hair.." Her thoughts wandered more fast and wild.

"Mom?" Her son looked up at her puzzled as then so did Jet. "Your face is turning red, are you ok?"

" Huh..? AH! yes ..fine.. it's just.. wow it's so hot in here the air must not be working again let me go check." Trying to make her escape was furtile as a strong hand gripped around her tiny arm stopping her from leaving.

"JET!" She yelled in protest.

He smiled at her small protest, one of the things he admired about her was that she was so strong willed. "It's fine in here some customer have sweaters on it's so cold in here. You've just been running around too much. Have a seat with us and take a break."

Sally stood waving a rag from the kitchen signaling to go ahead for him, Kathy rolled her eyes at her.

"Mom come eat with us." Jimmy spoke innocently.

With that it was an offer she couldn't refuse as she awkwardly sat down next to Jet.

A short time passed and the 3 of them ate and joked freely with no worries. Another two hours passed and the sun had set over the bustling city long ago.

Jet set out to leave the diner on his own. Opening the diner door, the wail of police sires filled the humid night.

Kathy waved to him from the entrance. "Take care Jet see ya tomorrow, and try not to burn down the apartment house wile cooking."

Wincing at the memories of his cooking, seeing her again made him smile for some reason as he waved back to her." Take care sweet bun and becareful walking home tonight there's alot of creeps out there."

Walking away he realized what he said"... Sweet bun..? What the ?"