Title: Sickness aboard the Bebop
Author: SephirothSpirit
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. So the characters in this story aren't mine.duh!
**Thanks for all the reviews. Again sorry for the cliffhanger, but I thought it was a cool way to end the chapter. Well anyway enough of the this, on with chapter 9.**
Chapter 9: Hands
~~He could feel his eye being forced open, his other closed. He wanted to tell them he could feel it, but he couldn't move. He told his arm to move but he couldn't move it. Through his 'forced open' eye he saw something sharp come to it then his vision blurred and eventually went black. He could no longer see, he went to open his other eye, but it wouldn't open. He felt pain erupt through his head, it felt as if they were trying to take his eye out completely. He couldn't scream or protest, only feel it, unable to fight back. He then felt his hand burning…~~
Spike woke up and let out a loud scream that echoed off the walls of the Bebop. He clutched his burning hand, and concentrated on calming down. His breathing was heavy and he was sweating. He then began to hear footsteps in the distance, running towards him. Still clutching his hand, he went to stand up. He soon found out it wasn't so easy. He managed to get to his knees but standing was different. The footsteps were louder now, and faster and soon he felt a presence in the room. Since the small-circled window was the only source of light, Spike was only half visible, on his knees clutching his hand.
Spike was staring at his hands as the figure walked over to him and said in a concerned voice, "Are you alright, Spike?"
Spike knew it was Faye; he didn't have to look up to know that. When Spike didn't answer Faye said, "Well, what happened?", her voice sounding a bit annoyed.
Spike still didn't answer, and went to stand. Faye took hold of his arm and helped him stand. Spike kept his eyes to the ground as he began to walk away. Faye, however, still had a hold on his arm and pulled him back. She then saw the hand he had been holding. A round red burn was visible even in the dark. She then saw an orange light in the corner of her eye and went to pick it up, still holding on to Spike.
She smiled and said, "Fell asleep with a cigarette in your mouth, huh?"
Spike said, "I'm sure you've done dumb things like this too, Faye." Still not looking at her.
Faye said teasing, "What are you getting so defensive for? Awwwww are you embarrassed, Spike?"
Spike was not in the mood for Faye's teasing and went to walk away, pulling his arm out of Faye's grip. He heard Faye say something else but couldn't tell what it was, as he turned the corner heading for his room.
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On his way Spike bumped into Jet, "Oh, hi Spike, where were you? You didn't eat, are you still sick?"
Spike said, "Please don't send Faye as your messenger anymore."
Jet scratched his head and said, "What are you talking about?"
Spike said, "You mean you didn't send Faye to my room, or to where I was sleeping?"
Jet answered, "No, she went by herself about a minute after you left the table, and when you screamed I saw her running down the hall. I was going to go but I figured you'd be alright with her."
Spike said, a bit angry, "Well I'm not."
Faye then came in and pushed Spike to the ground. Spike yelled, "What the hell was that for?!"
Faye said, "For being a total ass!"
Spike said getting up, "I learn from the best.", in his cool dry tone.
Faye then pushed him back down and left.
Spike gave his signature smirk, and stood back up. Jet was going to say something about the incident but he noticed blood dripping down Spike's hand as he got up.
Jet asked, "What happened to your hand?"
Spike looked at Jet then at his own hand, and saw it was bleeding a bit. Spike said, "Oh, it's nothing, I … uh had a problem with my lighter and I burned my hand."
Jet said, "Oh. You should wrap that up or clean it."
Spike said, "Sure, Jet."
Jet walked away and said as he was leaving, "If your hungry your dinner's in the kitchen."
Spike gave another small smirk as he walked to the couch and pulled out the first aid kit from under the table. He wrapped his burnt hand and then decided to change his eye bandage. He was successful in taking it off, but putting it on was a different story. It proved to be a lot harder than he thought. It kept falling off, and he was clumsy with his fingers. He hated to admit it but he needed help. He didn't want to ask Faye, Ed wouldn't be any better than Ein, so he decided to ask Jet. He put a hand over his bruised, 'bandage-less' eye. He went to Jet's room, the cockpit and finally Jet's 'Banzai' room.
Jet seemed to be concentrating as Spike asked, "Hey Jet, think you could give me a hand with my eye?"
Jet didn't seem to hear him, Spike said louder, "Hey Jet!", no reaction so Spike screamed, "Yo Jet!!"
Jet nearly fell off his stool at Spike's scream, and took a branch off his banzai in the process. Jet said, "What the hell? Do you mind I'm busy."
Spike then asked, "I need your help with my eye here."
Jet looked back to his banzai and said, "Oh, poor thing, it's mutilated."
Spike, feeling a bit bad about scaring Jet, said, "Looks ok to me, Jet."
Jet looked up and said, "Can't you ask Faye to help you. I mean she has been hasn't she?"
Spike looked away angry, "I didn't ask her to."
Jet said, "Well there's a first time for everything."
Spike was almost pleading now, "Come on, Jet, this isn't fair. It's not like it's going to take that long."
Jet then said, "It's not that Spike, I was going to ask you to check on Faye earlier, so in the process you can ask her to help you with your eye."
Spike knew he wouldn't be able to convince Jet so he left. Jet watched Spike leave and gave a small smile and chuckle.
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Spike didn't go to Faye though. Instead he tried to bandage his eye again.
He couldn't do it and poked a tender spot on his sore eye and yelled, "Shit!", cringing and hissing as the pain throbbed. He tried again and again, yelling curses at each unsuccessful try.
Then Spike poked his eye again and screamed, "Damn it!!" his voice cracked as the pain increased.
He could hear footsteps come toward him. He couldn't tell who it was because both his eyes were closed. A hand gently pulled away Spike's hand holding his bruised eye. He felt the hands wrapping the bandage around his eye. He cringes at the motion, since his eye was extremely sensitive due to his previous poking. He then felt something cold go in his hand. The gentle hand picked up his hand, holding the cold item, up to his newly bandaged eye.
The cold slowly helped ease the pain. He felt the hand stroking his hair. Next the hand went down his face and he could feel it caress his cheek. Before he could open his eyes to see who owned these 'gentle hands' he heard the footsteps running away. He opened his eye and looked down to see a strand of violet hair near his foot. Spike picked it up and smiled.
**Well that's it for chapter 9. This is not the end of the story, in case you were wondering. Hope you liked this chapter, hope it's not OOC. I tried my best to keep it in character. It's hard to think at 2 O'clock in the morning. Well again hope you liked it. Don't forget to read and review, till next chapter…"**
Author: SephirothSpirit
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. So the characters in this story aren't mine.duh!
**Thanks for all the reviews. Again sorry for the cliffhanger, but I thought it was a cool way to end the chapter. Well anyway enough of the this, on with chapter 9.**
Chapter 9: Hands
~~He could feel his eye being forced open, his other closed. He wanted to tell them he could feel it, but he couldn't move. He told his arm to move but he couldn't move it. Through his 'forced open' eye he saw something sharp come to it then his vision blurred and eventually went black. He could no longer see, he went to open his other eye, but it wouldn't open. He felt pain erupt through his head, it felt as if they were trying to take his eye out completely. He couldn't scream or protest, only feel it, unable to fight back. He then felt his hand burning…~~
Spike woke up and let out a loud scream that echoed off the walls of the Bebop. He clutched his burning hand, and concentrated on calming down. His breathing was heavy and he was sweating. He then began to hear footsteps in the distance, running towards him. Still clutching his hand, he went to stand up. He soon found out it wasn't so easy. He managed to get to his knees but standing was different. The footsteps were louder now, and faster and soon he felt a presence in the room. Since the small-circled window was the only source of light, Spike was only half visible, on his knees clutching his hand.
Spike was staring at his hands as the figure walked over to him and said in a concerned voice, "Are you alright, Spike?"
Spike knew it was Faye; he didn't have to look up to know that. When Spike didn't answer Faye said, "Well, what happened?", her voice sounding a bit annoyed.
Spike still didn't answer, and went to stand. Faye took hold of his arm and helped him stand. Spike kept his eyes to the ground as he began to walk away. Faye, however, still had a hold on his arm and pulled him back. She then saw the hand he had been holding. A round red burn was visible even in the dark. She then saw an orange light in the corner of her eye and went to pick it up, still holding on to Spike.
She smiled and said, "Fell asleep with a cigarette in your mouth, huh?"
Spike said, "I'm sure you've done dumb things like this too, Faye." Still not looking at her.
Faye said teasing, "What are you getting so defensive for? Awwwww are you embarrassed, Spike?"
Spike was not in the mood for Faye's teasing and went to walk away, pulling his arm out of Faye's grip. He heard Faye say something else but couldn't tell what it was, as he turned the corner heading for his room.
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On his way Spike bumped into Jet, "Oh, hi Spike, where were you? You didn't eat, are you still sick?"
Spike said, "Please don't send Faye as your messenger anymore."
Jet scratched his head and said, "What are you talking about?"
Spike said, "You mean you didn't send Faye to my room, or to where I was sleeping?"
Jet answered, "No, she went by herself about a minute after you left the table, and when you screamed I saw her running down the hall. I was going to go but I figured you'd be alright with her."
Spike said, a bit angry, "Well I'm not."
Faye then came in and pushed Spike to the ground. Spike yelled, "What the hell was that for?!"
Faye said, "For being a total ass!"
Spike said getting up, "I learn from the best.", in his cool dry tone.
Faye then pushed him back down and left.
Spike gave his signature smirk, and stood back up. Jet was going to say something about the incident but he noticed blood dripping down Spike's hand as he got up.
Jet asked, "What happened to your hand?"
Spike looked at Jet then at his own hand, and saw it was bleeding a bit. Spike said, "Oh, it's nothing, I … uh had a problem with my lighter and I burned my hand."
Jet said, "Oh. You should wrap that up or clean it."
Spike said, "Sure, Jet."
Jet walked away and said as he was leaving, "If your hungry your dinner's in the kitchen."
Spike gave another small smirk as he walked to the couch and pulled out the first aid kit from under the table. He wrapped his burnt hand and then decided to change his eye bandage. He was successful in taking it off, but putting it on was a different story. It proved to be a lot harder than he thought. It kept falling off, and he was clumsy with his fingers. He hated to admit it but he needed help. He didn't want to ask Faye, Ed wouldn't be any better than Ein, so he decided to ask Jet. He put a hand over his bruised, 'bandage-less' eye. He went to Jet's room, the cockpit and finally Jet's 'Banzai' room.
Jet seemed to be concentrating as Spike asked, "Hey Jet, think you could give me a hand with my eye?"
Jet didn't seem to hear him, Spike said louder, "Hey Jet!", no reaction so Spike screamed, "Yo Jet!!"
Jet nearly fell off his stool at Spike's scream, and took a branch off his banzai in the process. Jet said, "What the hell? Do you mind I'm busy."
Spike then asked, "I need your help with my eye here."
Jet looked back to his banzai and said, "Oh, poor thing, it's mutilated."
Spike, feeling a bit bad about scaring Jet, said, "Looks ok to me, Jet."
Jet looked up and said, "Can't you ask Faye to help you. I mean she has been hasn't she?"
Spike looked away angry, "I didn't ask her to."
Jet said, "Well there's a first time for everything."
Spike was almost pleading now, "Come on, Jet, this isn't fair. It's not like it's going to take that long."
Jet then said, "It's not that Spike, I was going to ask you to check on Faye earlier, so in the process you can ask her to help you with your eye."
Spike knew he wouldn't be able to convince Jet so he left. Jet watched Spike leave and gave a small smile and chuckle.
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Spike didn't go to Faye though. Instead he tried to bandage his eye again.
He couldn't do it and poked a tender spot on his sore eye and yelled, "Shit!", cringing and hissing as the pain throbbed. He tried again and again, yelling curses at each unsuccessful try.
Then Spike poked his eye again and screamed, "Damn it!!" his voice cracked as the pain increased.
He could hear footsteps come toward him. He couldn't tell who it was because both his eyes were closed. A hand gently pulled away Spike's hand holding his bruised eye. He felt the hands wrapping the bandage around his eye. He cringes at the motion, since his eye was extremely sensitive due to his previous poking. He then felt something cold go in his hand. The gentle hand picked up his hand, holding the cold item, up to his newly bandaged eye.
The cold slowly helped ease the pain. He felt the hand stroking his hair. Next the hand went down his face and he could feel it caress his cheek. Before he could open his eyes to see who owned these 'gentle hands' he heard the footsteps running away. He opened his eye and looked down to see a strand of violet hair near his foot. Spike picked it up and smiled.
**Well that's it for chapter 9. This is not the end of the story, in case you were wondering. Hope you liked this chapter, hope it's not OOC. I tried my best to keep it in character. It's hard to think at 2 O'clock in the morning. Well again hope you liked it. Don't forget to read and review, till next chapter…"**