Falling Star
By: Flame Shadow
*Unfortunately, I do not know Cowboy Bebop. I don't know who owns them and I don't care. I just write. Send me your reviews. Please be kind in your reviews though, this is my first Cowboy Bebop story. ENJOY*
Some one once told me that each star in heaven represents a person's soul. When a person is born, so is a star, and when they die, the star dies too. I always thought it to be rubbish until that one damn day.
Spike was never the type of person to take life lying down. He always had to be right in the middle of it making waves. His past sure showed that. For some reason he always had to take the hard road. Some part of me admired that part of his personality. The other half wished he'd stop getting himself, not to mention me, in so much fucking trouble. We had been through so much together I was beginning to think that he could never die. I wish that I hadn't been wrong.
I remember him coming onto the ship and talking. I cooked him some food and we continued to talk. Then he came and stood next to me. He forced me to look into his eyes and said, "Jet Black, I love you." Then he kissed me. I even kissed him back. When we finally broke apart, for lack of air, I smiled and said, "I love you too you know." He flashed me that rare smile of his and nodded. Then he kissed me once more before he turned and left. I didn't ask him to stay, I didn't say goodbye, I just watched him go.
After he left I stared out the window. I'm not sure how long I was there for. I couldn't bear to move. Then I saw it, that one falling star. In that moment I knew he was gone. You can't even grasp the pain I felt inside. My memory was flooded with pictures of him, of all the times we spent together. I put a finger on my lips and remembered what it was like to have is lips on mine. I stared up into those stars and mumbled, "See yah Space Cowboy, wait for me."