*~~~A Simple Kiss~~~*

By Flame Shadow

*I don't own Cowboy Bebop.  If I did, Jet and Spike would never leave their bedroom (wait………… did I say that out loud).  But anyway, read it.  If you like it you do, if you don't you don't.  Until my next story, See Yah Space Cowboy!*

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Everything was going great.  We had caught a major bounty a few days ago so we had the ship stocked with food and other supplies.  After the money was split up Faye took off with Ed and the mutt saying something about showing the child a good time.  They left two days ago and we haven't heard a word from them so I assume that they are alright.  That just let the ship to Spike and me.

The three of us rarely saw each other.  I spent most of my time working the ships, while Spike lounged around and worked out.  The only time we really spoke was when we ate.  For the most part it stayed like that.

However, one night I just couldn't sleep.  I tried for a few hours before getting up and heading to the living room.  When I got there, I saw him sitting on the couch lost in thought.  I was a bit shocked to see him.  I didn't think any one would be up this time of night.  If I had known I wouldn't be alone, I would have worn more than my boxers.  I stood there, thinking to myself before I realized that Spike was firmly watching me.  Our eyes meet and he cracked a smile, scooted over and motioned for me to join him.  We sat their in complete and total silence.  Neither one of us had anything to say.  We just enjoyed each others company. 

I turned to look at Spike and I realized that he looked sad and lost.  He reminded me of a puppy who had been kicked around too many times.  I couldn't figure out why he was letting me see him like this.  Spike had never been one to show emotions openly.  So why on earth was he letting me see this side of him now?  I would have dwelled on the subject more but I saw something sliding down his cheek.  And the suddenly I realized that he was crying.  He looked so depressed, that I didn't know what to do.  So I went with my first response.  I pulled him into a hug. 

As if by a sudden sense of release, he broke out into sobs.  I felt his tears sliding down my chest and shoulders.  He couldn't hold back any more.  The emotions he had kept hidden for so long, finally caught up with him.  I didn't know what else to do besides hug him.  The harder he cried the tighter my hug got.  I refused to let him deal with this alone.  He had been alone for so many years, now at this moment in time he needed a friend. 

I'm not sure how long we sat there.  I'm not sure when he stopped crying.  I remember that he hugged me back out of no where.    I was surprised at that gesture.  Like I said before, he was not one to share emotions.  Course people have a tendency to surprise you.  That is one thing that life has taught me.

Eventually we separated from each other.  Our breathing was heavy, and we were both sweating.  Neither of us was looking directly at the other.  We seemed scared.  When we were in each others arms we felt something.  Our souls seemed connected.  I don't know how to explain it and I don't think Spike could explain it any better.  Finally after much resistance, on both sides, we looked into each others eyes.  His eyes where puffy and red after all the crying, but unlike before he didn't look sad.  After an uneasy silence I decided to speak.

 "Why were you crying?" I tried to keep my voice kind and gentle but I know that a bit of need showed in it.

He forced a smile at me, "I was just thinking about life and how lonely I really am.  I guess it made me a bit too emotional."

I didn't know what to say at that statement.  When I heard that something in my heart seemed to break. I decided once more to let my instinct take over.  I lifted my hand onto his cheek before speaking, "Spike if you let me, I promise you that you will never be alone.  I will make sure of that."

He looked so shocked at that moment, it almost made me laugh.  Still I kept my face as gentle and loving as I could.  My hand began to stroke his cheek and to my happiness is that he leaned into my touch.  I smiled at him and found myself leaning in for a kiss.  When our lips touched I felt a jolt of energy flow into me.  The kiss started chaste but then it became passionate.  Our arm entangled and we pressed our bodies together.  Neither of us wanted to separate, but the lack of air caused us too.  When we looked at each other this time, we only saw love looking back at us. 

"Suddenly," I began, "I'm feeling very tired.  How about we head back to my room and go to sleep?"

Spike blushed, "I think that is a great idea." He said while taking my hand.  We stood up and went to my room.  I pulled him under the covers with me and held him my embrace.  He laid his head on my chest and snuggled even closer.

I kissed him once more before saying, "I love you Spike.  And I will keep my promise to you.  I will never let you be alone again."

Right before I fell asleep I heard him whisper, "I love you too Jet and I know that you will keep your word."