This is my very first cowboy bebop fanfic! So, if the charactors are a bit... off.. please tell me!
Can anyone tell me how do you get those bold letters? I don't know how to do that.
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-_- setting change
"_"Talking
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*_* sounds ((ex: *BOOM!*))
:_: Notes/letter
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Running away
Part 1-The story of Faye
"Mama! Mama! Are you still asleep?" A boy's voice asked.
"Yes." came his answer from his mother. She was turned over on her belly, her face covered in the pillow, her sheet covering her face from veiw.
The boy's face screwed in a disapproving fashion. A pouting sound could be heard from him. He was only ten years old after all. His uncontrolable green hair sticking up in every which way. He apparently just got out of bed by the looks of it. He had sleepy looking eyes, one of them a slight pink color from sleeping on it. His cheeks were liven with color from the cold room.
"Mama! You're going to be late for work... AGAIN!" He said, crawling onto the oversized bed. He put tore the sheets away from his mother, revealing her strange colored hair.
Her hair was a strange color indeed, a dark violet color. It had grown out and extended just below her shoulders now. This was the longest his mother would let her hair grow. She was a slimming woman. Even for her age she still held high classed beauty. She had sharp curves and a flat stomach.
The boy on the other hand, had soft features like his mom. But that was about the extent of his likeness to her. He was a brash young boy, with unruly green hair. His eyes were a crimson color. He had the stuborness of a mule and the great knowledge of a person well beyound his years. Even his mother sometimes forgot how young he really was.
"Dammit! I'm trying to sleep here!" She mumbled into her pillow.
"MAMA!!!" He screamed on the top of his lungs.
She finally sat up, a sleeping look across her eyes. "Oww.. why do you have to yell so loud?"
"It got you're lazy ass up, now didn't it?" He said, rolling his eyes at his mother.
She promptly smacked him upside the head. "Watch your language."
"Oww... alright Mama.." He said, rubbing his head. It didn't really hurt at all. It was just the shock that his mom hit him was enough for him to learn his lesson. As far as he could remember, beyound the light taps and friendly smacks, his mom had never hit him. Not that he mind! "I made you, your coffee and it's sitting on the table. If you don't get dressed soon, you're going to be late... for the fifth time this month."
"Yeah yeah.." She said, crawling out of bed. She watched as her son nodded at her, before walking out of the room. She smiled to herself. 11 years ago... if you told her she would be living a normal, peacefull life she would have told you, you were kidding. If you told her she was going to have a kid, she would have said you were nuts. And if you told her the father of the child she would have probably flipped out!
'I guess things change all the time.' She thought to herself.
Yes, this is the story of a bebop member. One that ran away after Spike left to fight. Can you guess who that person is? If you said Ed,..... please go have sanity checked. This is a story about Faye Valentine. The imfamous woman of the Bebop crew.
She was currently dragging herself out of bed when you stepped into the picture. I'm not saying that she ran away from the crew... she just needed some time to think. Ok.. ten years is a long time.. but she was just gathering her nerves that's all! And if you told her otherwise, you my friend.. were going to be clocked!
"Mama!" The boy yelled again from the kitchen this time.
"I heard you the first time!" She yelled back, but not in a snapping tone. More in a 'I'm sleeply and want to lay down' tone.
Yes... this is pretty weird. It's hard to explain too... but let's see if a small tripe back in time will help you figure things out.
-about 11 years ago on the Bebop-
"Faye..." Spike's voice came to her roughly. They had just gotten through another fight, and this one went a little too far. Spike was feeling... ever so slightly.. bad about it.
"Just go away!" Faye's voice answered him through her sobs. He had said the most horrible thing he could have possibe said to her. Something that he never meant to say.. it just came out. She after all pushed all of his buttons.
"Faye dammit! I'm trying to say something here!" Spike said, pounding on the door.
'He sure has a way with words..' Faye thought, rolling her eyes.
Jet was staying out of this one. He didn't want any part of this fight. He knew it was out of control the moment Faye brought up the one subject that could get Spike totally pissed. Julia.
"Why won't you leave me the hell alone?" Faye's voice called back. She didn't want him here. She didn't need him either! He was just an asshole and needed to get the hell away from her! She could manage on her own, after taking a 'few' things from the Bebop as payment of cource.
"Faye! I didn't mean it ok? " He said, pounding on the door again.
Silence....
That was the last thing Spike wanted. He was afraid she'd shot him or something. He thought about the idea of breaking down the door, but didn't want Jet to get all pissed at him too. He'd rather deal with a silent door then Jet's constant reminder of how much Spike is costing him for repairs.
"...I.." Faye started. She was on nerves right now. Everything was happening way too fast. She was nearly killed a few times today. She had seen more today then she ever wanted to see in her life! This day just royally sucked! That's the only way to put it! It was the worst day of her life and now, the guy with the fussy hair outside her door, that won't leave her the hell alone, is making it worse!
'Why can't he go read a book or something?' Faye thought to herself. The silence between them was starting to grow into a tence sitution. The last thing either of them want right about now.
Jet, on the other hand figured those two can solve it on their own. He took Ed and Ein out into the town to get something to eat. That way, if Spike went on a rampage, atleast he couldn't harm someone in the processes. Jet knew Spike would never directly hurt any of them... but throwing stuff around without looking where it's going... is never a good thing.
"Why can't you go bother Jet?" Faye called out to him.
"Because he left with Ed and the mutt! Can you just open the damm door before I brake it down?" He called out. He was really pissed and trying to talk to Faye was only making it worse.
"Fine! If it will make you leave me the hell alone!" Faye said, unlocking the door. She opened the door and saw Spike standing there, his hand raised to bang on the door again. Apparently he didn't expect her to open the door. "Now.. can you say what you have to say and leave?"
Spike let himself in. Faye glared at him before shutting the door. She wasn't going to get him out until he said whatever he came in here to say. She knew he was stubborn like that sometimes.
"Faye.. what I'd like to say is... I didn't mean.. to ya know.. say that." Spike said, suddenly finding the spot on the wall very interesting right about now.
"I guess.. I didn't mean what I said either." Faye answered back to him.
"So. Is this fight settled then?" Spike asked, turning to look at Faye for the first time since the fight. His eyes widen slightly. She was crying. Her eyes were a little puffy and red. You could see the trail they left when they were falling down her face. It suddenly made him feel bad about it. He didn't mean to upset her that much!
"Yeah.. it's settled." She answered, looking up at him. She was sure she looked like a mess! How could she open the door without fixing her make-up first?! She could kick herself for it!
Spike stepped closer to her, bringing his hand up. He gently whiped away a tear.
"um.. I'm sure I look like a mess.." Faye said, trying to turn away, but Spike's hand held her there.
"No.. you look.. beautiful." He said, leaning in, kissing her.
-two days later-
Faye and Spike.. they went all the way that day. They were acting a little weird around each other. Jet noticed it right away. It was easy to spot those two acting weird. Spike was glancing at Faye from the corner of his eye, and Faye was trying to act like she was reading a magazine, but it was upside down.
'Things keep getting stranger and stranger..' Jet thought to himself. He was sure he knew what was wrong with those two.
Ed on the other hand, was just happily obilvious to what was going on around her.
"Hey Faye-Faye! What are you reading? Can Ed see?" Ed asked, looking over Faye's shoulder.
"Nothing. You can have it if you want." Faye said, getting up. "I'm going out to the land. It's boring when all I have to do all day is talk to you three and the dog."
Ein barked in protest. Ed's face dropped a little.
"Faye-Faye no want to talk to Ed?" She asked.
"It's not that.. I'm just going to land. It's time I find myself a bar. See ya." She said, waving good bye to them.
"Thank god she's gone." Spike mumbled, leaning against the couch. He acted as though he wanted to see Faye gone, but Jet could tell that wasn't true.
"Yeah. Guess we won't be seeing her for awhile." Jet said.
"She's probably going to blow all her money somewhere, then expect us to give her some more. I tell you Jet, we should just take off and leave her." Spike offered, taking a puff of his cigerette.
"Spike-Person, don't be mean to Faye-Faye!" Ed said, looking up for the magazine that she was currently reading upside down too.
-a week later-
Faye watched as Spike flew away. He was going to battle... and probably die this time. The last words he said to her..
They kept repeating over and over in her mind.
'Why.. why spike?' Faye asked herself. Sobbed as she looked out the Bebop window. This was it. She couldn't stay. She knew she had nowhere else to go.. this was her only place. But.. she couldn't stay. Not after this. This was too much. Even if he did live, she couldn't bare to look him in the eyes anymore. She loved him.. but he just walked away from her. The first person she could honestly say she loved with all her heart.. left her.
She couldn't bare to do this. Stay here waiting for him to return from the dead. It was too much. She decided to atleast write a note.
:Dear Jet and the guy with the fuzzy hair,
Please don't look for me. I'm going to live somewhere, where I don't have to pretend that I don't feel. I can't live like this anymore. It's been fun.
Faye Valentine:
She set it down on her pillow. They would look for her in her room, then find that note. Faye grabbed her bag for clothes, before going into her ship. She was going to leave and never come back.
-Present-
"Mama!!" The boy ushered his mom outside. He had made her get up and get dressed first. He partically threw her into her ship.
"I'm going! Now, you be a good boy and please.. please don't bring home strangers today!" She said, kissing him ontop of his head.
"I promise." He said, blushing when his mom kissed him. He waved good bye to her as he watched the car zoom out of sight into the main town.
His mom and him livid in a farm like area outside of the huge town. He never knew why she wanted to live outside of the town. She did work IN then town though. He guessed it was because his mom didn't like a lot of people around.
He shrugged as he went back inside his nice home. It was always clean, thanks to him having nothing better to do all day then clean. He walked up to the freezer. A snack or two..dozen wouldn't hurt..
He grinned at the Freezer, then his eyes caught a note on the door.
:Jake, don't you DARE eat all the food again! I know you're a growing boy, but even when I was pergent with you I didn't eat as much as you do! Now, try to play outside for a change. Love you!:
Jake rolled his eyes. Play outside? Yeah right! He had better plans then that! He opened the Freezer and got out a snack. He threw it on the couch, and grabbed a soda. He jumped onto the couch and put down his Soda.
"Time for some breakfast!" He called out with a smile. He opened the soda and sipped it. Then started to eat his snack. He flipped open the box on the livingroom table. It was part of a Space Ship. He had a plan. He was going to gather parts from fallen space ships, make a really big on out of them and fly off. Of cource he was going to bring his mother with him!
He grabbed the completed peice and walked outside. He walked into the back shed and opened it up. A 90% done Space Ship was in there. He stuffed the rest of his snack into his mouth and walked to the Space Ship. He grabbed a wrench and started installing the peice.
This is what he did all day with his time. He cleaned, ate, worked on the ship, then ate some more. OF cource, he never let his mom see what was in the Shed. She didn't even know he was working on something in it. He was after all, a very good actor. He pretended like he never went in there and the peices that she found of the Space Ship were just 'cool things to look at'. After all, when he found half of a red ship in the shed, he couldn't resist the temptation of rebuilding it!
He was going to give her this Space Ship for her birthday! It was going to be the best present he ever gave her!
-later that day-
Jake whiped the sweat from his forehead. He put away his wrench and looked at his work. He had completed the engine. It still needed a bit more fine tuning, but it was able to fly now. Just not in space.
He quickly got out of the Shed and closed the door. He ran into his house and looked up at the clock. He cursed about his stupid timing skills, before running into the shower. He barely had enough time to wash the dirt from the Shed off before his mom got home.
As soon as he was done, he wrapped a towel around his waist. He grabbed his dirty clothes and threw them into the washer. Then, he went into his room to get dressed. He put on his favorite blue pants with a long sleeved blue shirt. For some reason, he just liked the color blue.
He shrugged it off and went into the living room. It was time to wait for his mom to come home. He was sure she was going to need a coffee when she came in.
-On the Bebop-
"Jet! JET! Where the hell are you?!" Spike called out.
Jet came into the room, rushing ot him. "What is it this time?"
"Ed got another lead to where Faye is." Spike said to him.
"You know.. it's odd that we haven't been able to track her all these years." Jet said, sitting down on the worn out couch.
"I think she was using a different name.. maybe that's why we couldn't find her." Spike said.
"Hey Spike. Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"What will you do when you find her?" Jet asked, resting his chin in his hand.
"What do you mean?" Spike asked him with a cocked up eyebrow.
"What I mean is, what will you say to her when you catch up to her? Have you even thought it out?"
"..No."
"For god sakes Spike! It's been 11 years and you STILL have no idea what you are going to say to her?" Jet asked him, his eyes widen in surprise.
"I just don't know Jet... I really just don't know." Spike answered.
"Hey you guys! Stop mopping around! I found her! This time for sure!" Ed called out. She was now a 23 year old. She had finally gained a figure. Her waist was curved in and her hips were wider. She still had a child-like demenor about her though. She only looked about 17. She had ditched the spandex shorts and was now onto loose jeans. The shirt was still the same though. Only sometimes they had letters on it.
"Are you possitive it's Faye?" Spike questioned.
"Yep yep! It's Faye-Faye! But... this is strange." Ed said, typing more into her computer.
"What is strange?" Spike asked looking over Ed's shoulder at the computer screen.
"Faye-Faye has someone living with her. Someone named.. Jake. And Jake person has been living with her for little over 10 years." Ed said.
"ten years?" Spike questioned to himself. He sat back onto the couch in shock.
'Ten years? So.. almost right after I left she got herself a boyfriend and they are probably married too... She's living a completely happy, normal life.. '
"Spike.. SPIKE!" Jet yelled at him.
Spike blinked and turned to Jet. "what?"
"Do you want to go to her? You know.. since she's probably.."
"We searched for 11 years for her and I'm not backing down now."
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Man... whoever said writing the first chapter was the hardest part of the story was right! It is the hardest part to write. I hope you all liked it so far. Please review!
Can anyone tell me how do you get those bold letters? I don't know how to do that.
((_)) AN
-_- setting change
"_"Talking
'_' thoughts
*_* sounds ((ex: *BOOM!*))
:_: Notes/letter
*********************************************
Running away
Part 1-The story of Faye
"Mama! Mama! Are you still asleep?" A boy's voice asked.
"Yes." came his answer from his mother. She was turned over on her belly, her face covered in the pillow, her sheet covering her face from veiw.
The boy's face screwed in a disapproving fashion. A pouting sound could be heard from him. He was only ten years old after all. His uncontrolable green hair sticking up in every which way. He apparently just got out of bed by the looks of it. He had sleepy looking eyes, one of them a slight pink color from sleeping on it. His cheeks were liven with color from the cold room.
"Mama! You're going to be late for work... AGAIN!" He said, crawling onto the oversized bed. He put tore the sheets away from his mother, revealing her strange colored hair.
Her hair was a strange color indeed, a dark violet color. It had grown out and extended just below her shoulders now. This was the longest his mother would let her hair grow. She was a slimming woman. Even for her age she still held high classed beauty. She had sharp curves and a flat stomach.
The boy on the other hand, had soft features like his mom. But that was about the extent of his likeness to her. He was a brash young boy, with unruly green hair. His eyes were a crimson color. He had the stuborness of a mule and the great knowledge of a person well beyound his years. Even his mother sometimes forgot how young he really was.
"Dammit! I'm trying to sleep here!" She mumbled into her pillow.
"MAMA!!!" He screamed on the top of his lungs.
She finally sat up, a sleeping look across her eyes. "Oww.. why do you have to yell so loud?"
"It got you're lazy ass up, now didn't it?" He said, rolling his eyes at his mother.
She promptly smacked him upside the head. "Watch your language."
"Oww... alright Mama.." He said, rubbing his head. It didn't really hurt at all. It was just the shock that his mom hit him was enough for him to learn his lesson. As far as he could remember, beyound the light taps and friendly smacks, his mom had never hit him. Not that he mind! "I made you, your coffee and it's sitting on the table. If you don't get dressed soon, you're going to be late... for the fifth time this month."
"Yeah yeah.." She said, crawling out of bed. She watched as her son nodded at her, before walking out of the room. She smiled to herself. 11 years ago... if you told her she would be living a normal, peacefull life she would have told you, you were kidding. If you told her she was going to have a kid, she would have said you were nuts. And if you told her the father of the child she would have probably flipped out!
'I guess things change all the time.' She thought to herself.
Yes, this is the story of a bebop member. One that ran away after Spike left to fight. Can you guess who that person is? If you said Ed,..... please go have sanity checked. This is a story about Faye Valentine. The imfamous woman of the Bebop crew.
She was currently dragging herself out of bed when you stepped into the picture. I'm not saying that she ran away from the crew... she just needed some time to think. Ok.. ten years is a long time.. but she was just gathering her nerves that's all! And if you told her otherwise, you my friend.. were going to be clocked!
"Mama!" The boy yelled again from the kitchen this time.
"I heard you the first time!" She yelled back, but not in a snapping tone. More in a 'I'm sleeply and want to lay down' tone.
Yes... this is pretty weird. It's hard to explain too... but let's see if a small tripe back in time will help you figure things out.
-about 11 years ago on the Bebop-
"Faye..." Spike's voice came to her roughly. They had just gotten through another fight, and this one went a little too far. Spike was feeling... ever so slightly.. bad about it.
"Just go away!" Faye's voice answered him through her sobs. He had said the most horrible thing he could have possibe said to her. Something that he never meant to say.. it just came out. She after all pushed all of his buttons.
"Faye dammit! I'm trying to say something here!" Spike said, pounding on the door.
'He sure has a way with words..' Faye thought, rolling her eyes.
Jet was staying out of this one. He didn't want any part of this fight. He knew it was out of control the moment Faye brought up the one subject that could get Spike totally pissed. Julia.
"Why won't you leave me the hell alone?" Faye's voice called back. She didn't want him here. She didn't need him either! He was just an asshole and needed to get the hell away from her! She could manage on her own, after taking a 'few' things from the Bebop as payment of cource.
"Faye! I didn't mean it ok? " He said, pounding on the door again.
Silence....
That was the last thing Spike wanted. He was afraid she'd shot him or something. He thought about the idea of breaking down the door, but didn't want Jet to get all pissed at him too. He'd rather deal with a silent door then Jet's constant reminder of how much Spike is costing him for repairs.
"...I.." Faye started. She was on nerves right now. Everything was happening way too fast. She was nearly killed a few times today. She had seen more today then she ever wanted to see in her life! This day just royally sucked! That's the only way to put it! It was the worst day of her life and now, the guy with the fussy hair outside her door, that won't leave her the hell alone, is making it worse!
'Why can't he go read a book or something?' Faye thought to herself. The silence between them was starting to grow into a tence sitution. The last thing either of them want right about now.
Jet, on the other hand figured those two can solve it on their own. He took Ed and Ein out into the town to get something to eat. That way, if Spike went on a rampage, atleast he couldn't harm someone in the processes. Jet knew Spike would never directly hurt any of them... but throwing stuff around without looking where it's going... is never a good thing.
"Why can't you go bother Jet?" Faye called out to him.
"Because he left with Ed and the mutt! Can you just open the damm door before I brake it down?" He called out. He was really pissed and trying to talk to Faye was only making it worse.
"Fine! If it will make you leave me the hell alone!" Faye said, unlocking the door. She opened the door and saw Spike standing there, his hand raised to bang on the door again. Apparently he didn't expect her to open the door. "Now.. can you say what you have to say and leave?"
Spike let himself in. Faye glared at him before shutting the door. She wasn't going to get him out until he said whatever he came in here to say. She knew he was stubborn like that sometimes.
"Faye.. what I'd like to say is... I didn't mean.. to ya know.. say that." Spike said, suddenly finding the spot on the wall very interesting right about now.
"I guess.. I didn't mean what I said either." Faye answered back to him.
"So. Is this fight settled then?" Spike asked, turning to look at Faye for the first time since the fight. His eyes widen slightly. She was crying. Her eyes were a little puffy and red. You could see the trail they left when they were falling down her face. It suddenly made him feel bad about it. He didn't mean to upset her that much!
"Yeah.. it's settled." She answered, looking up at him. She was sure she looked like a mess! How could she open the door without fixing her make-up first?! She could kick herself for it!
Spike stepped closer to her, bringing his hand up. He gently whiped away a tear.
"um.. I'm sure I look like a mess.." Faye said, trying to turn away, but Spike's hand held her there.
"No.. you look.. beautiful." He said, leaning in, kissing her.
-two days later-
Faye and Spike.. they went all the way that day. They were acting a little weird around each other. Jet noticed it right away. It was easy to spot those two acting weird. Spike was glancing at Faye from the corner of his eye, and Faye was trying to act like she was reading a magazine, but it was upside down.
'Things keep getting stranger and stranger..' Jet thought to himself. He was sure he knew what was wrong with those two.
Ed on the other hand, was just happily obilvious to what was going on around her.
"Hey Faye-Faye! What are you reading? Can Ed see?" Ed asked, looking over Faye's shoulder.
"Nothing. You can have it if you want." Faye said, getting up. "I'm going out to the land. It's boring when all I have to do all day is talk to you three and the dog."
Ein barked in protest. Ed's face dropped a little.
"Faye-Faye no want to talk to Ed?" She asked.
"It's not that.. I'm just going to land. It's time I find myself a bar. See ya." She said, waving good bye to them.
"Thank god she's gone." Spike mumbled, leaning against the couch. He acted as though he wanted to see Faye gone, but Jet could tell that wasn't true.
"Yeah. Guess we won't be seeing her for awhile." Jet said.
"She's probably going to blow all her money somewhere, then expect us to give her some more. I tell you Jet, we should just take off and leave her." Spike offered, taking a puff of his cigerette.
"Spike-Person, don't be mean to Faye-Faye!" Ed said, looking up for the magazine that she was currently reading upside down too.
-a week later-
Faye watched as Spike flew away. He was going to battle... and probably die this time. The last words he said to her..
They kept repeating over and over in her mind.
'Why.. why spike?' Faye asked herself. Sobbed as she looked out the Bebop window. This was it. She couldn't stay. She knew she had nowhere else to go.. this was her only place. But.. she couldn't stay. Not after this. This was too much. Even if he did live, she couldn't bare to look him in the eyes anymore. She loved him.. but he just walked away from her. The first person she could honestly say she loved with all her heart.. left her.
She couldn't bare to do this. Stay here waiting for him to return from the dead. It was too much. She decided to atleast write a note.
:Dear Jet and the guy with the fuzzy hair,
Please don't look for me. I'm going to live somewhere, where I don't have to pretend that I don't feel. I can't live like this anymore. It's been fun.
Faye Valentine:
She set it down on her pillow. They would look for her in her room, then find that note. Faye grabbed her bag for clothes, before going into her ship. She was going to leave and never come back.
-Present-
"Mama!!" The boy ushered his mom outside. He had made her get up and get dressed first. He partically threw her into her ship.
"I'm going! Now, you be a good boy and please.. please don't bring home strangers today!" She said, kissing him ontop of his head.
"I promise." He said, blushing when his mom kissed him. He waved good bye to her as he watched the car zoom out of sight into the main town.
His mom and him livid in a farm like area outside of the huge town. He never knew why she wanted to live outside of the town. She did work IN then town though. He guessed it was because his mom didn't like a lot of people around.
He shrugged as he went back inside his nice home. It was always clean, thanks to him having nothing better to do all day then clean. He walked up to the freezer. A snack or two..dozen wouldn't hurt..
He grinned at the Freezer, then his eyes caught a note on the door.
:Jake, don't you DARE eat all the food again! I know you're a growing boy, but even when I was pergent with you I didn't eat as much as you do! Now, try to play outside for a change. Love you!:
Jake rolled his eyes. Play outside? Yeah right! He had better plans then that! He opened the Freezer and got out a snack. He threw it on the couch, and grabbed a soda. He jumped onto the couch and put down his Soda.
"Time for some breakfast!" He called out with a smile. He opened the soda and sipped it. Then started to eat his snack. He flipped open the box on the livingroom table. It was part of a Space Ship. He had a plan. He was going to gather parts from fallen space ships, make a really big on out of them and fly off. Of cource he was going to bring his mother with him!
He grabbed the completed peice and walked outside. He walked into the back shed and opened it up. A 90% done Space Ship was in there. He stuffed the rest of his snack into his mouth and walked to the Space Ship. He grabbed a wrench and started installing the peice.
This is what he did all day with his time. He cleaned, ate, worked on the ship, then ate some more. OF cource, he never let his mom see what was in the Shed. She didn't even know he was working on something in it. He was after all, a very good actor. He pretended like he never went in there and the peices that she found of the Space Ship were just 'cool things to look at'. After all, when he found half of a red ship in the shed, he couldn't resist the temptation of rebuilding it!
He was going to give her this Space Ship for her birthday! It was going to be the best present he ever gave her!
-later that day-
Jake whiped the sweat from his forehead. He put away his wrench and looked at his work. He had completed the engine. It still needed a bit more fine tuning, but it was able to fly now. Just not in space.
He quickly got out of the Shed and closed the door. He ran into his house and looked up at the clock. He cursed about his stupid timing skills, before running into the shower. He barely had enough time to wash the dirt from the Shed off before his mom got home.
As soon as he was done, he wrapped a towel around his waist. He grabbed his dirty clothes and threw them into the washer. Then, he went into his room to get dressed. He put on his favorite blue pants with a long sleeved blue shirt. For some reason, he just liked the color blue.
He shrugged it off and went into the living room. It was time to wait for his mom to come home. He was sure she was going to need a coffee when she came in.
-On the Bebop-
"Jet! JET! Where the hell are you?!" Spike called out.
Jet came into the room, rushing ot him. "What is it this time?"
"Ed got another lead to where Faye is." Spike said to him.
"You know.. it's odd that we haven't been able to track her all these years." Jet said, sitting down on the worn out couch.
"I think she was using a different name.. maybe that's why we couldn't find her." Spike said.
"Hey Spike. Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"What will you do when you find her?" Jet asked, resting his chin in his hand.
"What do you mean?" Spike asked him with a cocked up eyebrow.
"What I mean is, what will you say to her when you catch up to her? Have you even thought it out?"
"..No."
"For god sakes Spike! It's been 11 years and you STILL have no idea what you are going to say to her?" Jet asked him, his eyes widen in surprise.
"I just don't know Jet... I really just don't know." Spike answered.
"Hey you guys! Stop mopping around! I found her! This time for sure!" Ed called out. She was now a 23 year old. She had finally gained a figure. Her waist was curved in and her hips were wider. She still had a child-like demenor about her though. She only looked about 17. She had ditched the spandex shorts and was now onto loose jeans. The shirt was still the same though. Only sometimes they had letters on it.
"Are you possitive it's Faye?" Spike questioned.
"Yep yep! It's Faye-Faye! But... this is strange." Ed said, typing more into her computer.
"What is strange?" Spike asked looking over Ed's shoulder at the computer screen.
"Faye-Faye has someone living with her. Someone named.. Jake. And Jake person has been living with her for little over 10 years." Ed said.
"ten years?" Spike questioned to himself. He sat back onto the couch in shock.
'Ten years? So.. almost right after I left she got herself a boyfriend and they are probably married too... She's living a completely happy, normal life.. '
"Spike.. SPIKE!" Jet yelled at him.
Spike blinked and turned to Jet. "what?"
"Do you want to go to her? You know.. since she's probably.."
"We searched for 11 years for her and I'm not backing down now."
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Man... whoever said writing the first chapter was the hardest part of the story was right! It is the hardest part to write. I hope you all liked it so far. Please review!