Disclaimer: I don't now nor have I ever owned any of the Cowboy Bebop characters. So don't sue me. You wouldn't get anything anyway.
Faye lounged back on the sofa aboard the Bebop; her legs crossed and hands supporting her head as she stared straight ahead, deep in thought. Ed was around somewhere, doing something bizarre. Jet had left the ship to wander Mars for whatever reason. And Spike was… Faye didn't know. She wasn't thinking about how hungry she was, or how she could get Ed to fix her ship without letting her take it for a spin as she promised, she was thinking about Spike. Faye often thought about Spike, about his past. 'What's his story?' Faye thought as she sat up and pulled out a cigarette. 'Why do I care?' She took out her lighter and turned it over in her hand as she stared at it lost in thought. It was that latter question that had begun to trouble Faye.
Spike had become interesting to Faye. He was so secretive, and aloof; yet there were times when Faye felt that they were of one mind. It was as if they were traveling the same path; both were running away from the past, but at the same time searching for it. Rather than try and figure out her past, Faye chose to contemplate Spike's. 'After all,' Faye figured as she lit her cigarette, 'it's not fun if there's no challenge.'
At that instant Spike walked into the area Faye was in. He was tossing an apple back and forth as he nonchalantly looked around. "Where's Jet?" He asked after a while. Faye looked at him through a haze of smoke. "Out." She replied with a smile and a shrug. Spike scowled, "Out where?" "Well I guess he went out for food, since we have none." Faye surmised. "But," she added, "He could have easily gone out to satisfy another hunger." At that Spike smirked. "We've known each other for three years, and Jet has never even talked about a woman, let alone be seen with one." "Well, what about you?" Faye stood up and flicked the end of her cigarette. "I know some of us aren't monks." Crossing her arms, she silently stared at Spike, waiting for an answer as he turned redder and redder. "Well, uh that's not really something that you discuss ya know?" Spike said as he turned away from Faye to bite into the apple. Faye smiled slowly.
She loved making people uncomfortable, men in particular. It gave her a sense of power to be able to control other's emotions. Especially Spike, who was always so damn cool. It felt good to get a reaction. She put out the end of her cigarette and walked over to Spike. Linking her arms through his, she pulled him forward. "Come on, Spike, take me out to dinner. We can tell each other all about our indulgences. Mine last's about three seconds, so that leaves you to talk for the better part of an hour." Spike looked at Faye through narrow eyes. "You're kidding, right? You must be."
Faye snatched the apple from Spike and tossed it aside. "No, I'm definitely hungry, and now you are too." She smiled sweetly at him as they were leaving the ship, but Spike caught the mischievous glint in her eyes as they walked. "Damn women" Spike muttered.
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To be continued
Ok, I know it was a little short so think of it as an intro. That was my first fic. Tell me how I did. Chapter 2 will be up soon and I'm still deciding whether or not to let Spike and Faye have some "physical action." So tell me what Ya think!