Wet Kisses
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! Okay here's a one shot slightly fluffy, angst, S/F Fic for all ya'll out there like me! The lyrics are from the show and the song Rain. I love that song! What can I say I'm a die-hard s/f fan teehee. Hope you like it! Takes place a year or so after the 26th session. The paragraphs go with the words below them.
*Graveyards of Mars*
"Pitter...pat..pitter..pat" The sounds of rain hitting the cold gravestones, echoed in my head as I walked through the deserted graveyard in the bustling city on the red planet. My legs were beginning to stiffen from the coldness of the rain. My heart and mind was focused on something else though. I couldn't feel my legs nor where they were taking me, but yet I knew... I always knew they would lead me to him to my memories and tears every moment of the day was full of thoughts and tears for the man I loved.
I don't feel a thing and I stopped remembering The days are just like moments turned to hours
Everyone even Ed told me I would get over it but she has never been through this how could she know a damn thing of heart break! I continued walking to the lone stone embedded in the ground only one other was in site. I hated that ground and what lie beneath it. She was the reason he died. I looked at that other stone. "Julia..." I whispered felling as if I should not say her name. There were always fresh roses at her stone, but I don't know who puts them there, probably some sort of program.
Mother Used to say if you want, you'll find a way Bet mother never danced through fire shower
I continued to walk to the stone as the rain poured down on my unprotected hair making it stick to my face and sending shivers down my spine. I have never felt that I belonged anywhere but the Bebop with the ex-cop, hyper hacker...and l-l-lunkhead. I hadn't been there for 6 months now. I felt a tear roll down my cheek mingling with the rain already there. I put my hand out as I crouched to be level with the tombstone. I wiped away the new moss and water of its face. 'Damn moss thinking it can deface his tombstone like this.' I thought as I felt another tear. Every time I come here every time I read this engraving I still don't believe it.
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain I walk in the rain, in the rain Is it right or is it wrong and is it here that I belong
"Spike Spiegel" I read aloud not even believing my own words even thought my fingers tracked the letters. They had never found the body, most likely those s.o.b's at the syndicate have it. The graveyard was so silent and eerie but then again I was only focused on my grief.
I don't hear a sound Silent faces in the ground The quiet screams, but I refuse to listen)
"I guess it was a dream." I said as I reached in my jacket pocket and pulled out a damp cigarette and lighter. I pulled it to my lips and flicked the switch on the lighter, all that came where little sparks. "DAMN IT!" I yelled my voice echoing in the deserted graveyard.
If there is a hell I'm sure this is how it smells Wish this were a dream, but no, it isn't
All of the sudden the rain stopped. I looked around but the pitter-patter was louder then before. I then heard a 'fwink' of a lighter then one came in front of my face to the damp cigarette waiting there. I let the person light it. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply taking the sweet nicotine into my lungs then breathing out as the smoke encircled my head. "Thanks." I said looking up to see an umbrella.
"Welcome shrew." I heard as I froze. I couldn't breath. That voice that horrible taunting, snide, sweet, caring voice. 'Spike!' I thought as I stood up suddenly and turned around. And yup there he was standing with a blue umbrella and grinning like those days on the Bebop. I didn't know what to do so all I did was stare in amazement. "What no hi, no hug, no" he moved closer to my face grinning even more wildly then before. "kiss?" That's when my heart took over my whole body. I felt my arms shoot out and wrap them selves around his neck pulling him to me. I stopped and looked into his miss-matched eyes, seeing something I had never seen there before. Instead of hate or loathing or annoyance I saw warmth and kindness directed at...me! My eyes searched his whole face, he was still smiling and his dark green hair clung to his face like mine as he pulled the umbrella down to his side.
"I umm Spike I-" I didn't get to finish my sentence because his lips where pressed tightly against mine in a second. I felt them, warm, wet, against my own red lips. I felt my heart speed up as warmth took over my entire body. I felt like my lips fit perfectly against his.
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain I walk in the rain, in the rain Am I right or am I wrong and is it here that I belong
I opened my eyes when the warmth was suddenly gone. I looked all around but saw nothing. "Why do I keep doing this to my self?!?" I screamed but got no response. I broke down as tears raked through my body. I crouched down and tucked my head to my knees. I looked as something silver caught my eyes. "What?" I gasped grabbing the lighter on the stone path. Engraved in the side "See ya on the Bebop -Your Lunkhead" I looked around and then I heard a rev of a star craft engine. I looked up at the sky, 'Swordfish!' I thought jumping up. "LUNKHEAD!" I yelled looking at the tombstone I hand been crying over. I walked over to it and knocked it down with a kick of my white heel. I turned to leave and looked back at the sky. The red ship was speeding off. I waved. "My lunkhead..." my thoughts lingered on that, my lunkhead.
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain I walk in the rain, in the rain Why do I feel so alone For some reason I think of home
All I could think about was, I'm going home to see my lunkhead!
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I hope you guys liked it! Please R and R! okay I can't have sad ending it's just not in me DAMN IT!!!! Sorry.okay if you want me to continue review with what you want, if you want it one shot then say that, I don't care I can do either one! Teehee O.o Type ya latter 1/7/03-okee I found more problems so I'm reposting, and I'm doin' an experiment.hehe! *Wink* sneaky.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! Okay here's a one shot slightly fluffy, angst, S/F Fic for all ya'll out there like me! The lyrics are from the show and the song Rain. I love that song! What can I say I'm a die-hard s/f fan teehee. Hope you like it! Takes place a year or so after the 26th session. The paragraphs go with the words below them.
*Graveyards of Mars*
"Pitter...pat..pitter..pat" The sounds of rain hitting the cold gravestones, echoed in my head as I walked through the deserted graveyard in the bustling city on the red planet. My legs were beginning to stiffen from the coldness of the rain. My heart and mind was focused on something else though. I couldn't feel my legs nor where they were taking me, but yet I knew... I always knew they would lead me to him to my memories and tears every moment of the day was full of thoughts and tears for the man I loved.
I don't feel a thing and I stopped remembering The days are just like moments turned to hours
Everyone even Ed told me I would get over it but she has never been through this how could she know a damn thing of heart break! I continued walking to the lone stone embedded in the ground only one other was in site. I hated that ground and what lie beneath it. She was the reason he died. I looked at that other stone. "Julia..." I whispered felling as if I should not say her name. There were always fresh roses at her stone, but I don't know who puts them there, probably some sort of program.
Mother Used to say if you want, you'll find a way Bet mother never danced through fire shower
I continued to walk to the stone as the rain poured down on my unprotected hair making it stick to my face and sending shivers down my spine. I have never felt that I belonged anywhere but the Bebop with the ex-cop, hyper hacker...and l-l-lunkhead. I hadn't been there for 6 months now. I felt a tear roll down my cheek mingling with the rain already there. I put my hand out as I crouched to be level with the tombstone. I wiped away the new moss and water of its face. 'Damn moss thinking it can deface his tombstone like this.' I thought as I felt another tear. Every time I come here every time I read this engraving I still don't believe it.
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain I walk in the rain, in the rain Is it right or is it wrong and is it here that I belong
"Spike Spiegel" I read aloud not even believing my own words even thought my fingers tracked the letters. They had never found the body, most likely those s.o.b's at the syndicate have it. The graveyard was so silent and eerie but then again I was only focused on my grief.
I don't hear a sound Silent faces in the ground The quiet screams, but I refuse to listen)
"I guess it was a dream." I said as I reached in my jacket pocket and pulled out a damp cigarette and lighter. I pulled it to my lips and flicked the switch on the lighter, all that came where little sparks. "DAMN IT!" I yelled my voice echoing in the deserted graveyard.
If there is a hell I'm sure this is how it smells Wish this were a dream, but no, it isn't
All of the sudden the rain stopped. I looked around but the pitter-patter was louder then before. I then heard a 'fwink' of a lighter then one came in front of my face to the damp cigarette waiting there. I let the person light it. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply taking the sweet nicotine into my lungs then breathing out as the smoke encircled my head. "Thanks." I said looking up to see an umbrella.
"Welcome shrew." I heard as I froze. I couldn't breath. That voice that horrible taunting, snide, sweet, caring voice. 'Spike!' I thought as I stood up suddenly and turned around. And yup there he was standing with a blue umbrella and grinning like those days on the Bebop. I didn't know what to do so all I did was stare in amazement. "What no hi, no hug, no" he moved closer to my face grinning even more wildly then before. "kiss?" That's when my heart took over my whole body. I felt my arms shoot out and wrap them selves around his neck pulling him to me. I stopped and looked into his miss-matched eyes, seeing something I had never seen there before. Instead of hate or loathing or annoyance I saw warmth and kindness directed at...me! My eyes searched his whole face, he was still smiling and his dark green hair clung to his face like mine as he pulled the umbrella down to his side.
"I umm Spike I-" I didn't get to finish my sentence because his lips where pressed tightly against mine in a second. I felt them, warm, wet, against my own red lips. I felt my heart speed up as warmth took over my entire body. I felt like my lips fit perfectly against his.
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain I walk in the rain, in the rain Am I right or am I wrong and is it here that I belong
I opened my eyes when the warmth was suddenly gone. I looked all around but saw nothing. "Why do I keep doing this to my self?!?" I screamed but got no response. I broke down as tears raked through my body. I crouched down and tucked my head to my knees. I looked as something silver caught my eyes. "What?" I gasped grabbing the lighter on the stone path. Engraved in the side "See ya on the Bebop -Your Lunkhead" I looked around and then I heard a rev of a star craft engine. I looked up at the sky, 'Swordfish!' I thought jumping up. "LUNKHEAD!" I yelled looking at the tombstone I hand been crying over. I walked over to it and knocked it down with a kick of my white heel. I turned to leave and looked back at the sky. The red ship was speeding off. I waved. "My lunkhead..." my thoughts lingered on that, my lunkhead.
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain I walk in the rain, in the rain Why do I feel so alone For some reason I think of home
All I could think about was, I'm going home to see my lunkhead!
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I hope you guys liked it! Please R and R! okay I can't have sad ending it's just not in me DAMN IT!!!! Sorry.okay if you want me to continue review with what you want, if you want it one shot then say that, I don't care I can do either one! Teehee O.o Type ya latter 1/7/03-okee I found more problems so I'm reposting, and I'm doin' an experiment.hehe! *Wink* sneaky.
