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Disclaimer: It was dark and rain was pouring down on me. Midnight on Mars. I was heading to Spike's place for our nightly rendezvous. Within minutes, I was in front of his door. Oh the longing...the desire. I knew that there would be red roses waiting for me. I mustered up my courage and knocked gently on the door.
Julia answered it. "Who are you?" As she asked, my spirit felt as though it would be forever crushed. Spike was cheating on me. (The Bastard).
"Oh me?" I chuckled uneasily. "I'm just here to say that I don't own Cowboy Bebop... or the song "Rain," which appears on the show and is sung by Mai Yamane."
"Okay..." she responded uneasily as she shot me a distasteful look, "Good night then." The door shut in my face. I was left in the cold rain, my thoughts my only companion.
This isn't over... Spike will be mine. And only mine.
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"Through Fire Showers"
By: Wicked-Wytch
"I don't feel a thing"
I was dying.
"And I stopped remembering"
A forgotten cowboy in a big universe.
"The days are just like moments turned to hours"
I'd been lost for so long.
"Mother used to say"
I couldn't really feel the wound, but there was a stinging feeling in my stomach. And I could feel the blood. I wondered how it happened. The scene seemed to play over and over in my head.
"If you want, you'll find a way"
I'd been dead inside for so long that I'd started to crave it.
"Bet mother never danced through fire showers"
Now that I was dying, I wasn't sure I was ready to go.
"Walk-"
I was scared. Never would have admitted it to anyone, but I was alone. And I could feel the life draining away from me.
"In the rain"
My last minutes of life and all I could do was think. I was on the ground, looking up at the stars.
"In the rain"
Funny, how bright and beautiful they looked.
"In the rain"
They reminded me of Julia, for some reason.
"I walk in the rain"
Beautiful. So pale, so fragile looking.
"In the rain"
So cold, so distant. I think I called out her name, but I wasn't entirely sure. The world was swirling around me.
"Is it right?"
Only the stars were unmoving. And this gave me comfort. A bright one shot across the sky. It looked like a burning arrow in the night sky.
"Or is it wrong?"
But then it faded away.
"And is it here that I belong?"
I closed my eyes. Or maybe they closed themselves.
"I don't hear a sound"
I really wasn't in control anymore.
"Silent faces in the ground"
Spike Spiegel not in control? It sounded so wrong.
"The quiet screams, but I refuse to listen"
At least Vicious was dead. He couldn't hurt anyone anymore.
"If there is a hell"
Julia was dead. And that was a good thing, too. I wouldn't have wanted her to mourn for me. Or to be alone. Or to become a wanderer without a soul.
"I'm sure this is how it smells"
Like me.
"Wish this were a dream, but no, it isn't"
I wondered if anyone would mourn for me.
"Walk-"
Jet would. Maybe Faye. I couldn't think of anyone else. Who would take care of them?
"In the rain"
Who would take care of the Swordfish?
"In the rain"
I wondered what it would be like to die and a chill went up my spine.
"In the rain"
I wasn't ready.
"I walk in the rain"
But then I realized I would never be ready.
"In the rain"
My eyes were closed.
"Am I right or am I wrong"
I hadn't been alive for so long. And now that I was dying, living was all I wanted to do.
"And is it here that I belong?"
The blood was rushing out of me. My breath was coming out slow. And all I could do was pray for some miracle- a miracle that I knew would never happen.
"Walk-"
I wanted to see Jet- my brother, my father, my best friend. I needed him. To see him. To tell him I'd miss him.
"In the rain"
I wanted to see the Bebop. Walk through the huge corridors. See each room. Visit areas that I'd never seen before. I wanted my room. My bed. To see Ein and pet that damn dog. I wanted to see Ed. And tell her that no matter how strange she was that I cared about her.
"In the rain"
I wanted Faye. To look at her. To tell her...
"In the rain"
I heard the sound of far off footsteps. I tried to open my eyes. But I couldn't open them. Deep in my heart, I wished for a friend in my last hour.
"I walk in the rain"
It's funny what you think of when you're dying. As my strength vanished, all I could see was the Bebop. And Ed. And Ein.
"In the rain"
And Jet... and Faye. A tear streaked down my face.
"Why do I feel so alone?"
I wondered...
"For some reason I think of home"
I didn't want to die.
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Whoo... that was deep, man. *tear tear* My poor Spike. *holds out a box of tissues to anyone who needs*
If you liked this and would like to see a possible story(not a sequel, more like a continuation) come out of this, please... review and say so. If I get enough reviews, I promise to start a story. So, tell your family and friends. And while you're not busy, why don't you go and read my other stories? ^_^ *shameless plug*
Thanks alot to the reviewers and even to the people who just read. You guys rock.
Until then, See you space cowgirls/boys.
~Wicked
Disclaimer: It was dark and rain was pouring down on me. Midnight on Mars. I was heading to Spike's place for our nightly rendezvous. Within minutes, I was in front of his door. Oh the longing...the desire. I knew that there would be red roses waiting for me. I mustered up my courage and knocked gently on the door.
Julia answered it. "Who are you?" As she asked, my spirit felt as though it would be forever crushed. Spike was cheating on me. (The Bastard).
"Oh me?" I chuckled uneasily. "I'm just here to say that I don't own Cowboy Bebop... or the song "Rain," which appears on the show and is sung by Mai Yamane."
"Okay..." she responded uneasily as she shot me a distasteful look, "Good night then." The door shut in my face. I was left in the cold rain, my thoughts my only companion.
This isn't over... Spike will be mine. And only mine.
As always, before I begin my story I would just like to take the time to say hi to my reviewers. Who are my reviewers, you ask? Why, they're just THE coolest, THE smartest, THE sexiest, THE rocking-est people around.
PLEASE review and tell me if you want me to continue this!!!
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"Through Fire Showers"
By: Wicked-Wytch
"I don't feel a thing"
I was dying.
"And I stopped remembering"
A forgotten cowboy in a big universe.
"The days are just like moments turned to hours"
I'd been lost for so long.
"Mother used to say"
I couldn't really feel the wound, but there was a stinging feeling in my stomach. And I could feel the blood. I wondered how it happened. The scene seemed to play over and over in my head.
"If you want, you'll find a way"
I'd been dead inside for so long that I'd started to crave it.
"Bet mother never danced through fire showers"
Now that I was dying, I wasn't sure I was ready to go.
"Walk-"
I was scared. Never would have admitted it to anyone, but I was alone. And I could feel the life draining away from me.
"In the rain"
My last minutes of life and all I could do was think. I was on the ground, looking up at the stars.
"In the rain"
Funny, how bright and beautiful they looked.
"In the rain"
They reminded me of Julia, for some reason.
"I walk in the rain"
Beautiful. So pale, so fragile looking.
"In the rain"
So cold, so distant. I think I called out her name, but I wasn't entirely sure. The world was swirling around me.
"Is it right?"
Only the stars were unmoving. And this gave me comfort. A bright one shot across the sky. It looked like a burning arrow in the night sky.
"Or is it wrong?"
But then it faded away.
"And is it here that I belong?"
I closed my eyes. Or maybe they closed themselves.
"I don't hear a sound"
I really wasn't in control anymore.
"Silent faces in the ground"
Spike Spiegel not in control? It sounded so wrong.
"The quiet screams, but I refuse to listen"
At least Vicious was dead. He couldn't hurt anyone anymore.
"If there is a hell"
Julia was dead. And that was a good thing, too. I wouldn't have wanted her to mourn for me. Or to be alone. Or to become a wanderer without a soul.
"I'm sure this is how it smells"
Like me.
"Wish this were a dream, but no, it isn't"
I wondered if anyone would mourn for me.
"Walk-"
Jet would. Maybe Faye. I couldn't think of anyone else. Who would take care of them?
"In the rain"
Who would take care of the Swordfish?
"In the rain"
I wondered what it would be like to die and a chill went up my spine.
"In the rain"
I wasn't ready.
"I walk in the rain"
But then I realized I would never be ready.
"In the rain"
My eyes were closed.
"Am I right or am I wrong"
I hadn't been alive for so long. And now that I was dying, living was all I wanted to do.
"And is it here that I belong?"
The blood was rushing out of me. My breath was coming out slow. And all I could do was pray for some miracle- a miracle that I knew would never happen.
"Walk-"
I wanted to see Jet- my brother, my father, my best friend. I needed him. To see him. To tell him I'd miss him.
"In the rain"
I wanted to see the Bebop. Walk through the huge corridors. See each room. Visit areas that I'd never seen before. I wanted my room. My bed. To see Ein and pet that damn dog. I wanted to see Ed. And tell her that no matter how strange she was that I cared about her.
"In the rain"
I wanted Faye. To look at her. To tell her...
"In the rain"
I heard the sound of far off footsteps. I tried to open my eyes. But I couldn't open them. Deep in my heart, I wished for a friend in my last hour.
"I walk in the rain"
It's funny what you think of when you're dying. As my strength vanished, all I could see was the Bebop. And Ed. And Ein.
"In the rain"
And Jet... and Faye. A tear streaked down my face.
"Why do I feel so alone?"
I wondered...
"For some reason I think of home"
I didn't want to die.
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Whoo... that was deep, man. *tear tear* My poor Spike. *holds out a box of tissues to anyone who needs*
If you liked this and would like to see a possible story(not a sequel, more like a continuation) come out of this, please... review and say so. If I get enough reviews, I promise to start a story. So, tell your family and friends. And while you're not busy, why don't you go and read my other stories? ^_^ *shameless plug*
Thanks alot to the reviewers and even to the people who just read. You guys rock.
Until then, See you space cowgirls/boys.
~Wicked