Moon Cycles
By Sempiternus
Summary: One-shot. Post-finale. Spike and Faye. They could never live in the present.
Author's Note: A drabble-ish story of the (potentially nonexistent) sort-of love story of Faye and Spike. The point-of-view and voice some parts are written in sometimes change, too, but that is done purposely.
Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop and am making no profit whatsoever off posting this.
Tsuki ni kumo, hana ni arashi.
Clouds over the moon, a storm over blossoms.
– Japanese proverb
Mangetsu
The Full Moon
It's like they play the Cootie Game with each other sometimes. Don't touch or you will become infected. Cross your fingers and the other can't touch you, can't affect you. Even so, Faye has never been one to play catch with someone for long, and Spike never knew he was playing a game in the first place. The two revolved round each other – crossing their fingers and running away from the person in front of them, hoping one didn't catch up to the other and start something they knew could quickly end the game of safe-distance – begin something that could quickly consume them both.
Hangetsu
The Half-Moon
In the end, Faye believes, Spike had never been here since the beginning. Even as his lips left sweltering bruises upon her being, his eyes – his passages to his dark mind – remained screened, making him keep one foot in the past, and dragging the other one with it. And, if she allows herself to continue down this mind set, Faye at times realises she is the same way. Holding onto a dark shade of a thing you can't quite see, grasping desperately at the dark silhouette that is slowly sinking in your memory that you won't – can't – lose because it's the only piece of yourself that keeps your soul from cracking into a million little pieces that are impossible to pick up again – the only thing that keeps you from losing yourself. Faye rotated towards the future where she could make new memories for the ones she had lost, while Spike rotated counterclockwise, grasping onto the phantom of a mysterious woman with blond hair. They were never meant to connect in the middle – to live in the present.
Shingetsu
The New Moon
The only thing Faye allows herself to feel and think and believe after Spike dies is that this was how it was meant to be – this is the only way his life could end. Spike died after pursuing relentlessly after the questions of his former life, and Faye . . . Faye still moved forward afterward, into the meek abyss of the future, letting the whisper of a man with a soft grin and two-coloured eyes become a memory of someone she could never touch, his fingers always crossed, running away from today in hopes of yesterday.
Completed 24 June 2007
