Lessons ~ by Maru-chan
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Disclaimer ~ roses are red, violets are blue; i no own, so you no sue.
This fic is set in my own personal Cowboy Bebop-verse. That means no relation what-so-ever to the show's time line or plot. It centers mainly around Spike and Ed's relationship, but Jet and Faye are important too.
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~ In the Bebop's living room ~
Ten, nine, eight . . . Spike mentaly counted down to the end of his morning routine. His eyes were open, carefully watching the movements of a certain orange haired Jeet Kune Do protigee.
In the last few weeks, his ennitial appraisial of Ed's abilities had not only been met, but surpassed. The young girl was exactly right for this fighting style, her body mimiking the movements Spike did perfectly after only a few demonstrations.
Yeah, plus she's way stronger than she looks . . . Spike pushed away the memory of one of thier early bouts, when he was trying to gauge her strength and test her agility. Sufficed to say she passed with flying colors.
Shifting his mind back to the present for the final stance, Spike added an extra jump for flourish, beaming as he watched Ed nail it without missing a beat. Yeap, the kid's a natural . . .
"All right, lets hit the showers Ed - " Spike almost didn't register the black/white/orange blur that flew past him. He blinked stupidly for a few seconds, then turned and raced for the bathroom. "I call DIBS !!!!"
Spike burst through the door to the bathroom - and immediately turned red to the tips of his ears.
Ed was in the tub - totally naked. He'd seen naked women before - duh - no big deal, but this this . . . . this was like walking in on your - your sister or something . . . shit . . .
Spike back tracked, throughing up his arm to shield his eyes from the - the SIGHT. He was almost back out the door - but he slipped on the mat at the threshold. I knew it - my ass always gets it in the end . . .
Meanwhile, Ed wasn't finding the situation anymore pleasant than Spike. "BAD SPIKE-SPIKE !!! SPIKE-SPIKE NO SEE ED !!!" The insane 'tween girl floundered frantically in the soapy water, looking for some thing to throw.
Spike was still trying to get up off the floor and out into the hall. He'd just managed to get back to his feet when Ed hurled her first projectile. An open bottle of shampoo.
"Spike-Spike - GET OUT !!!"
It's not my day . . . Spike just winced as he heard the bottle smack and spill it's slippery contents all over the bathroom floor.
~ in the Bebop's main room ~
"Hey, Spike ?"
The fluffy haired bounty hunter looked weary at his partner from his spot on the stairs. "What is it Jet ?"
The bury ex-cop gave him a rueful smile. "Well, you missed breakfast - "
The wiry bounty hunter gave a snort. "I AM trying to stay alive."
Jet continued, unphased. " - and you're sopping wet." Indeed, a puddle of sudsy water had formed aroung Spike and the drip-drip of the remaining water echoed mockingly around the room. Jet added to the mockery. "What happened ?"
Spike's scowl faded out to a smile. "Well . . . "
+~ earlier ~+
Spike felt himself slip, he loss of balance as his feet slid out from under him. But the bounty hunter wasn't going down without a fight. Of course, those efforts were futile.
Ed was splashing around in the tub, sloshing water over the rim and berating Spike non-stop. "Spike-Spike no look at ED - GET OUT - Ed is NAKED !!!" She had no idea how much her teacher wanted to comply.
"Ed - I'm go - " Spike couldn't finish before he slid headlong into the tub, flopping in beside Ed with a tremendous splash. By the time he floundered up for air, Ed was gone, the bathroom was flooded and he had swallowed half the water left in the tub.
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Disclaimer ~ roses are red, violets are blue; i no own, so you no sue.
This fic is set in my own personal Cowboy Bebop-verse. That means no relation what-so-ever to the show's time line or plot. It centers mainly around Spike and Ed's relationship, but Jet and Faye are important too.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~ In the Bebop's living room ~
Ten, nine, eight . . . Spike mentaly counted down to the end of his morning routine. His eyes were open, carefully watching the movements of a certain orange haired Jeet Kune Do protigee.
In the last few weeks, his ennitial appraisial of Ed's abilities had not only been met, but surpassed. The young girl was exactly right for this fighting style, her body mimiking the movements Spike did perfectly after only a few demonstrations.
Yeah, plus she's way stronger than she looks . . . Spike pushed away the memory of one of thier early bouts, when he was trying to gauge her strength and test her agility. Sufficed to say she passed with flying colors.
Shifting his mind back to the present for the final stance, Spike added an extra jump for flourish, beaming as he watched Ed nail it without missing a beat. Yeap, the kid's a natural . . .
"All right, lets hit the showers Ed - " Spike almost didn't register the black/white/orange blur that flew past him. He blinked stupidly for a few seconds, then turned and raced for the bathroom. "I call DIBS !!!!"
Spike burst through the door to the bathroom - and immediately turned red to the tips of his ears.
Ed was in the tub - totally naked. He'd seen naked women before - duh - no big deal, but this this . . . . this was like walking in on your - your sister or something . . . shit . . .
Spike back tracked, throughing up his arm to shield his eyes from the - the SIGHT. He was almost back out the door - but he slipped on the mat at the threshold. I knew it - my ass always gets it in the end . . .
Meanwhile, Ed wasn't finding the situation anymore pleasant than Spike. "BAD SPIKE-SPIKE !!! SPIKE-SPIKE NO SEE ED !!!" The insane 'tween girl floundered frantically in the soapy water, looking for some thing to throw.
Spike was still trying to get up off the floor and out into the hall. He'd just managed to get back to his feet when Ed hurled her first projectile. An open bottle of shampoo.
"Spike-Spike - GET OUT !!!"
It's not my day . . . Spike just winced as he heard the bottle smack and spill it's slippery contents all over the bathroom floor.
~ in the Bebop's main room ~
"Hey, Spike ?"
The fluffy haired bounty hunter looked weary at his partner from his spot on the stairs. "What is it Jet ?"
The bury ex-cop gave him a rueful smile. "Well, you missed breakfast - "
The wiry bounty hunter gave a snort. "I AM trying to stay alive."
Jet continued, unphased. " - and you're sopping wet." Indeed, a puddle of sudsy water had formed aroung Spike and the drip-drip of the remaining water echoed mockingly around the room. Jet added to the mockery. "What happened ?"
Spike's scowl faded out to a smile. "Well . . . "
+~ earlier ~+
Spike felt himself slip, he loss of balance as his feet slid out from under him. But the bounty hunter wasn't going down without a fight. Of course, those efforts were futile.
Ed was splashing around in the tub, sloshing water over the rim and berating Spike non-stop. "Spike-Spike no look at ED - GET OUT - Ed is NAKED !!!" She had no idea how much her teacher wanted to comply.
"Ed - I'm go - " Spike couldn't finish before he slid headlong into the tub, flopping in beside Ed with a tremendous splash. By the time he floundered up for air, Ed was gone, the bathroom was flooded and he had swallowed half the water left in the tub.
