Faye was alone. It was all right though; she had been alone before. She
stared at the stars.. If only she could be one. Her Red Tail floated on,
not having a destination in mind, Faye was content to sit and envy the
stars.
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Spike made his last pass over the city, still no sign of Faye. He ran his hand through his hair nervously. He didn't know what to do. He sighed and turned the Sword Fish towards home.
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Jet sat typing at his computer. Spike walked in with his hands in his pockets.
"Any luck?" Spike just stared. Jet dropped the subject and they just sat there, staring. Ed stumbled into the room. She had been busy in her area of the ship, and did not know of all that had happened.
"Where's Faye Faye?"
"Gone." Ed looked back and forth between the two men.
"Ed misses Faye Faye." She whined.
"Me too kid." Spike got up and walked away, not really anywhere, just away.
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Ed was back in the hull of the ship. Boys had no idea how to find people, but Ed did. Ed was proud of herself for being so smart. She pressed the enter key. She leaned back and smiled, smugly, to herself.
"Ed is a genius."
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Faye touched down on Mars. She needed fuel.and a drink. She thought that if she had put more distance between herself and him that the feelings would just disappear, but no such luck. She walked into one of the local pubs.
The pub was smoky, and there was a low din of voices, and the shuffling of cards. A man with a tattered hat performed a minuet of fingers over the keys of a grand piano. The bartender was humming along as he dried out a glass. Faye took a seat at the bar, and rested her chin on her hand.
"What can I get ya, little lady?" She glanced up at him.
"A vodka martini, shaken, not stirred." He smiled, she smiled back. "Just a beer will do." He nodded and handed her a mug topped with foam. She sighed and glanced up at the t.v. they had mounted in the corner. Large Important People was up next.
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Spike sat on the familiar couch, in the familiar pose, with a forlorn look on his face. He turned the TV on with his foot, and prepared to take his mind of off Faye Valentine.
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"Bonjour Amis, Comment allez-vous?! Today on "Large Important People", we have la femme fatale, Faye Valentine. Wanted for stealing a...heart? Mon Dieu, this is not a love connection show. Silly peoples. Well the reward is one million woolongs.other key notes is that she must be alive. Well, that's all for now mes amis, tune in next time.
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Spike sat there in shock.
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Faye's jaw dropped.
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Ed giggled.
"ED!" Spike stood up quickly, as Ed coward behind the couch. He loomed over her, both fists clenched.
"Ed is sorry, spike person." She whined, and threw her hands up as he went to grab her. She squinted, only to find herself held in a hug. She blinked up at Spike.
"Ed you're a genius."
"Ed knows." She said, patting his hair.
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Faye downed the rest of her beer and quickly left the bar, attempting to shield her face. What did this all mean? Did he want her back? It was almost too much to hope for. She shook off her giddiness. No..she was reading it wrong again. He didn't care like that for her, and he never would. She couldn't go back to him. It would hurt too much. She pulled her jacket closer to her as she felt the cold shivers of loneliness run down her spine.
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"How long do you think it will take for someone to find her?" Spike asked eagerly, balanced on Jet's chair.
"I don't know Spike. It's hard to tell, she's also good at hiding." Jet snipped one of his trees carefully.
"But, with a one million woolong reward, you'd think it would take no time."
"Oh..that's right, I meant to ask you if you were going to pay that when they found her."
"Of course."
"Spike do you have that kind of money?"
"...no, but I'll find a way to get it."
"Or maybe you could just try to find her yourself." Spike scratched his head.
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The computer screen stared blankly into Spike's eyes.
"Here goes." He turned it on. The electronic components hummed to life, and the screen flicked on, glowing. "Um..look for Faye thingy.." He searched the various icons. Suddenly a shadow appeared over his right shoulder. He screamed.
"Hehehehe..Spike person is all jumpy."
"Ed, please help me. I don't know where to start." He looked pleadingly at the child.
"Don't work, Spike person. Ed is here." She jumped between him and the screen, pulling her green goggles over her eyes, and began typing madly. Spike sat back. As long as he wasn't having to deal with the madness of the computer, he could at least concentrate on how he was going to make up with Faye..but what did he do wrong in the first place?
"Ed has found FAYE FAYE!"
"Wha? That was quick."
"Faye Faye is on Mars."
"How do you know this?"
"Faye Faye used her card thingy to refuel red taily."
"Good work, Ed." He ran to find Jet.
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Jet finished cleaning the Hammer Head and stood back to admire his beautiful craft. Spike burst in.
"Jet, Ed found Faye, we need to go to Mars." Jet looked at Spike, and smiled.
"Alright, let's go get your dream girl."
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The Bebop thundered to life and took its place in the stars.
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Faye walked down one of the streets..it had no name..it didn't need a name. She was arguing with her inner self. She was such a mess, and she didn't know what to do anymore. It had been almost a week since she had left the Bebop. She had gotten a lot of little jobs to have spending money. She had to constantly keep moving, for fear that someone would remember that there was a bounty on her head. She hurried down the nameless street and went to her next job, as a casino dealer. It was like old times.
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The Bebop landed gracefully in the water. Skimming the surface and coming to rest easily against the peer. Spike was off as soon as the craft stopped. He had a picture of Faye in his pocket, and he was determined to find her.
He looked everywhere he thought she might be, checking the hospitals first, just to make sure. He began to feel tired and his hope was dwindling. He saw a sign for a pub, glowing neon, and decided to replenish himself with a nice cold one.
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The bar was hazy. Spike put his hands in his pocket, and fished out a cigarette as he took his place on one of the stools. The bartender was wiping out a glass, as he tapped his cigarette in an ash tray.
"Can I help, ya mister?"
"Just a beer." Spike replaced the cigarette between his lips and listened to the man playing the piano. He sighed. A foaming beer was placed before him, and he took a sip. The bartender watched him. Spike looked down at his burning cigarette, not really interested in smoking it anymore.
"If ya don mind me pryin, but what's botherin ya?" Spike looked into the honest eyes of the man who sold men alcohol, their escape from the painful world.
"I've.lost someone." He puffed his cigarette.
"Thas too bad. Too many people losin each other now days." Spike reached into his pocket, retrieving the picture of Faye. It was slightly wrinkled, but it was a good picture. He stared at it longingly. The smoke trickling out of his mouth curled around the edges of the picture.
"Is that the girl."
"Yeah..."
"She's real nice, shame ya lost her..was it a bad break-up." Spike looked up with a frown.
"She is nice?"
"Ya, at least she seemed tha way when I talked ta her," he turned and refilled the mug of the guy next to Spike.
"She was in here?"
"Didn' I say that?" Spike stood up.
"Do you know where she is now?" The bartender smiled.
"Ah, so it was ya who lost her. She work'd fa me for a few days, from the peopel in hare, I've gathered she works in da casino at the edge of town, the resort lookin one."
"Thanks a lot." He got up threw a few bills on the bar, and walked out. Outside he glanced at the setting sun, placed his hands on his pocket and whistled his way to the other side of town.
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The resort was a beautiful place. It had an artificial beach with real palm trees and waves. The sand was warmed daily. It was paradise.
Faye Valentine monitored her black jack table. She was actually playing fair, no point in cheating with a bounty on her head. She was lucky that the employer didn't do a background check on her. She dealt the cards. With her mind occupied the game she didn't have time to dwell on Spike Spiegel.
"Mind if I play." Faye froze, eyes locked on the table in front of her. She knew that voice. She raised her eyes slowly, finding her staring into the deep brown ones. She was suddenly afraid. She swallowed and nodded. They played a few hands, Faye not looking at Spike again. The other players slowly faded away, as the night dragged on.
"Do you have any breaks in this job?" Faye looked at him, for the second time that night. She nodded.
"Just a second." She walked over to the middle area. Spike watched her as she walked into one of the back rooms. Another woman came up to the table.
"Hello sir, would you like to play?" Confused, Spike shook his head at the woman and got up. He walked to the back room, and as he approached he saw Faye come out. She glanced at him and then hurriedly started walking the other way.
"Faye! Wait!" He jogged after her. She started to run. She pushed open a pair of double doors, and stumbled as the terrain changed to sand. Spike chased her.
"Faye! Stop Please!" She stopped, a good twenty feet away from him. The breeze ruffled her hair as she turned to face him. The night was a symphony of crickets and waves. Spike gathered his breath.
"Faye." he said, more composed now. He was surprised to see tears in her eyes.
"Spike.please.just leave me alone.." She watched the tears kiss the sand.
"Faye..I love you.." She looked up.
"No you don't!" She screamed at him. "You love Julia..I'm not her, Spike, I'm not what you want. Just forget about me and." She collapsed in sobs, on the warm sand. Spike inched closer. He kneeled down besides her, putting his arm around her shoulder.
"Faye." She pulled away from his touch. He sighed, and watched her, trying to hide behind her purple hair. "Faye.in the church..when I was...bleeding in your arms..I told you that I would follow you to the ends of the universe, and I meant that."
"As a friend."She said quietly.
"No.Faye.I meant it as more."
"But you said Julia!" Fresh tears fell. He held her to him as she sobbed uncontrollably.
"shhhh." he said soothingly. He kissed her forehead, and rocked her back and forth slowly. Her sobbing began to subside.
"Faye..I had a dream...I talked with Julia..I realized that.I had to let go..that I couldn't love a ghost anymore.and I realized that what I thought died with Julia..it didn't die Faye..I found that I could love again..that I could be loved..Faye.I'm trying to say that..that, I love you." Faye's tears were still present, but quieter. There was a pause. She looked up at him through her hair, tears of happiness replacing tears of pain.
"I love you too..Spike." He pulled her back a little so he could look into her eyes. The green pools reflected the stars.he wiped her tears with his hand. He kissed her. She kissed him. They held each other on the warm sand, with the moon guarding their innocent love from the world. Serenaded by the crickets..they were finally happy. As he held her in his protective hug, she gazed over his shoulder and watched as a star shot across the sky. She smiled to herself, for it was the first time she didn't have to wish for love, for it held her. ______________________
Jet scratched his bald head and looked across the chess board at Ed. Ed was peering over the edge of the table. The door of the Bebop opened. Spike walked in, hands in his pockets, looking down at the ground. Jet looked at him expectantly.
"Well..?" Jet asked.
"Well what?" Spike snapped angrily.
"I guess you didn't find her." Jet said looking sadly at Ed.
"Na."
"What?"
"He found me!" Faye yelled as she walked through the door, pulling several bags full of stuff. Jet smiled broadly, getting up to give her a hug.
"It's good to have you back...but what's all this?"
"She made me buy her presents..Jet you never told me how expensive woman are."
"Hey you owed me for all that pain," she said matter of factly. She sat down on the couch and began to look through all her goodies. Spike put his hand behind his head.
"Women.." he muttered.
"What was that Spike Spiegel?" Faye got up, placing her hands on her hips.
"Nothing! Nothing." He put his hands up, and smiled innocently. She glared at him and moved closer. Spike began to back away in fear. She threw her arms around him, and kissed his lips. Spike gave Jet thumbs up behind Faye's back.
"Love." Jet said exasperated. Ed just grinned at them. It was nice to have her parents together again.
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With love beside me,
I greeted Dream,
Future no longer unseen.
With him by my side,
Happiness showers me,
Rain of life.
He takes my pain away,
My heart in his.
Thank you God,
For sending me him.
May all others,
Find their love,
As all our paths are written,
In the stars above.
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THE END?
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A story written by a hopeless romantic. I hope you enjoyed reading it, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Sometimes it's nice to share your dreams. Thank you everyone, and I apologize for making you guys read my lame poetry. Remember if you ever have questions or ideas for me, or if you just want to talk, one hopeless romantic to the next, or one anime lover to another. IM me, for I have no life.
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Spike made his last pass over the city, still no sign of Faye. He ran his hand through his hair nervously. He didn't know what to do. He sighed and turned the Sword Fish towards home.
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Jet sat typing at his computer. Spike walked in with his hands in his pockets.
"Any luck?" Spike just stared. Jet dropped the subject and they just sat there, staring. Ed stumbled into the room. She had been busy in her area of the ship, and did not know of all that had happened.
"Where's Faye Faye?"
"Gone." Ed looked back and forth between the two men.
"Ed misses Faye Faye." She whined.
"Me too kid." Spike got up and walked away, not really anywhere, just away.
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Ed was back in the hull of the ship. Boys had no idea how to find people, but Ed did. Ed was proud of herself for being so smart. She pressed the enter key. She leaned back and smiled, smugly, to herself.
"Ed is a genius."
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Faye touched down on Mars. She needed fuel.and a drink. She thought that if she had put more distance between herself and him that the feelings would just disappear, but no such luck. She walked into one of the local pubs.
The pub was smoky, and there was a low din of voices, and the shuffling of cards. A man with a tattered hat performed a minuet of fingers over the keys of a grand piano. The bartender was humming along as he dried out a glass. Faye took a seat at the bar, and rested her chin on her hand.
"What can I get ya, little lady?" She glanced up at him.
"A vodka martini, shaken, not stirred." He smiled, she smiled back. "Just a beer will do." He nodded and handed her a mug topped with foam. She sighed and glanced up at the t.v. they had mounted in the corner. Large Important People was up next.
______________________
Spike sat on the familiar couch, in the familiar pose, with a forlorn look on his face. He turned the TV on with his foot, and prepared to take his mind of off Faye Valentine.
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"Bonjour Amis, Comment allez-vous?! Today on "Large Important People", we have la femme fatale, Faye Valentine. Wanted for stealing a...heart? Mon Dieu, this is not a love connection show. Silly peoples. Well the reward is one million woolongs.other key notes is that she must be alive. Well, that's all for now mes amis, tune in next time.
_____________________
Spike sat there in shock.
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Faye's jaw dropped.
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Ed giggled.
"ED!" Spike stood up quickly, as Ed coward behind the couch. He loomed over her, both fists clenched.
"Ed is sorry, spike person." She whined, and threw her hands up as he went to grab her. She squinted, only to find herself held in a hug. She blinked up at Spike.
"Ed you're a genius."
"Ed knows." She said, patting his hair.
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Faye downed the rest of her beer and quickly left the bar, attempting to shield her face. What did this all mean? Did he want her back? It was almost too much to hope for. She shook off her giddiness. No..she was reading it wrong again. He didn't care like that for her, and he never would. She couldn't go back to him. It would hurt too much. She pulled her jacket closer to her as she felt the cold shivers of loneliness run down her spine.
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"How long do you think it will take for someone to find her?" Spike asked eagerly, balanced on Jet's chair.
"I don't know Spike. It's hard to tell, she's also good at hiding." Jet snipped one of his trees carefully.
"But, with a one million woolong reward, you'd think it would take no time."
"Oh..that's right, I meant to ask you if you were going to pay that when they found her."
"Of course."
"Spike do you have that kind of money?"
"...no, but I'll find a way to get it."
"Or maybe you could just try to find her yourself." Spike scratched his head.
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The computer screen stared blankly into Spike's eyes.
"Here goes." He turned it on. The electronic components hummed to life, and the screen flicked on, glowing. "Um..look for Faye thingy.." He searched the various icons. Suddenly a shadow appeared over his right shoulder. He screamed.
"Hehehehe..Spike person is all jumpy."
"Ed, please help me. I don't know where to start." He looked pleadingly at the child.
"Don't work, Spike person. Ed is here." She jumped between him and the screen, pulling her green goggles over her eyes, and began typing madly. Spike sat back. As long as he wasn't having to deal with the madness of the computer, he could at least concentrate on how he was going to make up with Faye..but what did he do wrong in the first place?
"Ed has found FAYE FAYE!"
"Wha? That was quick."
"Faye Faye is on Mars."
"How do you know this?"
"Faye Faye used her card thingy to refuel red taily."
"Good work, Ed." He ran to find Jet.
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Jet finished cleaning the Hammer Head and stood back to admire his beautiful craft. Spike burst in.
"Jet, Ed found Faye, we need to go to Mars." Jet looked at Spike, and smiled.
"Alright, let's go get your dream girl."
__________________
The Bebop thundered to life and took its place in the stars.
_________________
Faye walked down one of the streets..it had no name..it didn't need a name. She was arguing with her inner self. She was such a mess, and she didn't know what to do anymore. It had been almost a week since she had left the Bebop. She had gotten a lot of little jobs to have spending money. She had to constantly keep moving, for fear that someone would remember that there was a bounty on her head. She hurried down the nameless street and went to her next job, as a casino dealer. It was like old times.
__________________
The Bebop landed gracefully in the water. Skimming the surface and coming to rest easily against the peer. Spike was off as soon as the craft stopped. He had a picture of Faye in his pocket, and he was determined to find her.
He looked everywhere he thought she might be, checking the hospitals first, just to make sure. He began to feel tired and his hope was dwindling. He saw a sign for a pub, glowing neon, and decided to replenish himself with a nice cold one.
___________________
The bar was hazy. Spike put his hands in his pocket, and fished out a cigarette as he took his place on one of the stools. The bartender was wiping out a glass, as he tapped his cigarette in an ash tray.
"Can I help, ya mister?"
"Just a beer." Spike replaced the cigarette between his lips and listened to the man playing the piano. He sighed. A foaming beer was placed before him, and he took a sip. The bartender watched him. Spike looked down at his burning cigarette, not really interested in smoking it anymore.
"If ya don mind me pryin, but what's botherin ya?" Spike looked into the honest eyes of the man who sold men alcohol, their escape from the painful world.
"I've.lost someone." He puffed his cigarette.
"Thas too bad. Too many people losin each other now days." Spike reached into his pocket, retrieving the picture of Faye. It was slightly wrinkled, but it was a good picture. He stared at it longingly. The smoke trickling out of his mouth curled around the edges of the picture.
"Is that the girl."
"Yeah..."
"She's real nice, shame ya lost her..was it a bad break-up." Spike looked up with a frown.
"She is nice?"
"Ya, at least she seemed tha way when I talked ta her," he turned and refilled the mug of the guy next to Spike.
"She was in here?"
"Didn' I say that?" Spike stood up.
"Do you know where she is now?" The bartender smiled.
"Ah, so it was ya who lost her. She work'd fa me for a few days, from the peopel in hare, I've gathered she works in da casino at the edge of town, the resort lookin one."
"Thanks a lot." He got up threw a few bills on the bar, and walked out. Outside he glanced at the setting sun, placed his hands on his pocket and whistled his way to the other side of town.
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The resort was a beautiful place. It had an artificial beach with real palm trees and waves. The sand was warmed daily. It was paradise.
Faye Valentine monitored her black jack table. She was actually playing fair, no point in cheating with a bounty on her head. She was lucky that the employer didn't do a background check on her. She dealt the cards. With her mind occupied the game she didn't have time to dwell on Spike Spiegel.
"Mind if I play." Faye froze, eyes locked on the table in front of her. She knew that voice. She raised her eyes slowly, finding her staring into the deep brown ones. She was suddenly afraid. She swallowed and nodded. They played a few hands, Faye not looking at Spike again. The other players slowly faded away, as the night dragged on.
"Do you have any breaks in this job?" Faye looked at him, for the second time that night. She nodded.
"Just a second." She walked over to the middle area. Spike watched her as she walked into one of the back rooms. Another woman came up to the table.
"Hello sir, would you like to play?" Confused, Spike shook his head at the woman and got up. He walked to the back room, and as he approached he saw Faye come out. She glanced at him and then hurriedly started walking the other way.
"Faye! Wait!" He jogged after her. She started to run. She pushed open a pair of double doors, and stumbled as the terrain changed to sand. Spike chased her.
"Faye! Stop Please!" She stopped, a good twenty feet away from him. The breeze ruffled her hair as she turned to face him. The night was a symphony of crickets and waves. Spike gathered his breath.
"Faye." he said, more composed now. He was surprised to see tears in her eyes.
"Spike.please.just leave me alone.." She watched the tears kiss the sand.
"Faye..I love you.." She looked up.
"No you don't!" She screamed at him. "You love Julia..I'm not her, Spike, I'm not what you want. Just forget about me and." She collapsed in sobs, on the warm sand. Spike inched closer. He kneeled down besides her, putting his arm around her shoulder.
"Faye." She pulled away from his touch. He sighed, and watched her, trying to hide behind her purple hair. "Faye.in the church..when I was...bleeding in your arms..I told you that I would follow you to the ends of the universe, and I meant that."
"As a friend."She said quietly.
"No.Faye.I meant it as more."
"But you said Julia!" Fresh tears fell. He held her to him as she sobbed uncontrollably.
"shhhh." he said soothingly. He kissed her forehead, and rocked her back and forth slowly. Her sobbing began to subside.
"Faye..I had a dream...I talked with Julia..I realized that.I had to let go..that I couldn't love a ghost anymore.and I realized that what I thought died with Julia..it didn't die Faye..I found that I could love again..that I could be loved..Faye.I'm trying to say that..that, I love you." Faye's tears were still present, but quieter. There was a pause. She looked up at him through her hair, tears of happiness replacing tears of pain.
"I love you too..Spike." He pulled her back a little so he could look into her eyes. The green pools reflected the stars.he wiped her tears with his hand. He kissed her. She kissed him. They held each other on the warm sand, with the moon guarding their innocent love from the world. Serenaded by the crickets..they were finally happy. As he held her in his protective hug, she gazed over his shoulder and watched as a star shot across the sky. She smiled to herself, for it was the first time she didn't have to wish for love, for it held her. ______________________
Jet scratched his bald head and looked across the chess board at Ed. Ed was peering over the edge of the table. The door of the Bebop opened. Spike walked in, hands in his pockets, looking down at the ground. Jet looked at him expectantly.
"Well..?" Jet asked.
"Well what?" Spike snapped angrily.
"I guess you didn't find her." Jet said looking sadly at Ed.
"Na."
"What?"
"He found me!" Faye yelled as she walked through the door, pulling several bags full of stuff. Jet smiled broadly, getting up to give her a hug.
"It's good to have you back...but what's all this?"
"She made me buy her presents..Jet you never told me how expensive woman are."
"Hey you owed me for all that pain," she said matter of factly. She sat down on the couch and began to look through all her goodies. Spike put his hand behind his head.
"Women.." he muttered.
"What was that Spike Spiegel?" Faye got up, placing her hands on her hips.
"Nothing! Nothing." He put his hands up, and smiled innocently. She glared at him and moved closer. Spike began to back away in fear. She threw her arms around him, and kissed his lips. Spike gave Jet thumbs up behind Faye's back.
"Love." Jet said exasperated. Ed just grinned at them. It was nice to have her parents together again.
________________________________________
With love beside me,
I greeted Dream,
Future no longer unseen.
With him by my side,
Happiness showers me,
Rain of life.
He takes my pain away,
My heart in his.
Thank you God,
For sending me him.
May all others,
Find their love,
As all our paths are written,
In the stars above.
________________
THE END?
_________________
A story written by a hopeless romantic. I hope you enjoyed reading it, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Sometimes it's nice to share your dreams. Thank you everyone, and I apologize for making you guys read my lame poetry. Remember if you ever have questions or ideas for me, or if you just want to talk, one hopeless romantic to the next, or one anime lover to another. IM me, for I have no life.