Wet Kisses
AN: Hi I decided to write another chapter using another cb original song, Call Me, Call Me. I hope you guys like the chapter! Probably won't be as good, it's written in a different style, sorry. //song lyrics//
*Call Me*
//I close my eyes and I keep seeing things
Rainbow waterfalls
Sunny liquid dreams//
'Lunkhead……'
My closed eyes as colors danced behind their lids in anticipation. I couldn't stop the wild grin that spread across my lips. I bit my lower lip as I kept smiling. Finally opening my eyes I was ready to meet my lunkhead. The rain continued to pour down steadily as I ran, slipping on the slick cement pathway, to the rod iron gate of the cemetery. I gripped the slippery ice-cold bars and wrenched the gate open. The blood began to return to my frozen limbs as I reached the Redtail. I set off to look for the Bebop, where Spike would be……waiting…….for me.
//Confusion creeps inside me raining doubt//
I gazed at the stars surrounding me as I searched for any sign of the Swordfish ll. I couldn't really understand how or even why he could have lived for six months and not contacted us. How he could have survived what the news stations called the worst crime syndicate bloodbath in all of Mars' history.
I tried to swallow the fear and doubt that was rising in the pit of my stomach. 'What if that was all a hallucination.' My hand instinctively slid down to the side pocket of my short shorts searching for the illusive lighter.
It wasn't there.
//Gotta get to you
But I don't know how
Call me call me
Let me know it's alright//
I had to find him, somehow. My heart began to accelerate as panic set in. I hadn't been like this since he left, so anxious and confused. It was as if it was happening again. I couldn't hold up the tough girl front anymore. I let fears and worries get the better of me. I tried to think of what I could do to get to him. I switched the COM system on searching for any signal.
I couldn't find one
//Call me call me
Don't you think it's 'bout time
Please won't you call and
Ease my mind//
I watched the blinking light waiting for someone to call me. 'Anyone, just call me, tell me he's alive!' I began to chew the inside of my cheek nervously as my eyes flicked from the annoying flashing light to the empty space that surrounded me. I just need something, anything to ease my me. But I didn't have anything.
Not one thing to ease my mind.
//Reasons for me to find you
Peace of mind//
I needed to know he was really alive, really breathing, really living and not dreaming.*
//What can I do
To get me to you
I had your number quite some time ago
Back when we were young
But I had to grow//
"Where are you Spike?"
He can't do this to me, not again.
"What do you
want
from me?"
I couldn't understand why. Why was his ghost haunting me so? I held back the tears closing my eyes tightly. I pulled at my bangs frustrated trying to remember the Swordfish's COM number.
I couldn't remember.
//Ten thousand years I've searched it seems and now
Gotta get to you
Won't you tell me how
Call me call me//
A single tear rolled down my cheek, falling to the floor of my zip craft. I wanted to scream, how could he do this to me again.
"Tell me how to find you!"
I had spent six months trying to convince myself he was really dead and now, a simple hallucination created by grief and angst unravels it all and sends me off into space looking for his damned ghost.
I couldn't believe my stupidity.
//Let me know you are there
Call me call me//
I opened my eyes knowing the tears had subsided. Through blurred vision I saw something out of the corner of my eye, dingy and rusted, the Bebop. My heart jumped into my throat.
It was there.
//I wanna know you still care//
I knew that I would never stop caring about Spike, that's probably why I was in space seeking him out. It's probably why I slammed on the accelerator the moment I saw the old ship.
His ship wasn't in the hanger.
//Come on now won't you
Ease my mind
Reasons for me to find you//
The halls never seemed colder and lonelier, or maybe they had, once a long time ago when I still tried to call the Bebop home. The holes in the ceiling still hadn't been patched. The air was still latent with the smell of nicotine and coffee. And I was still alone……
I hadn't been there in six months.
//Peace of mind
What can I do
To get me to you//
"Faye-Faye!" Ed. She wrapped her arms around my waist as I stared down at her dumbstruck.
"Ed, I'm not in a good mood." I warned her as she grinned up at me.
"Nap. Nap. Nap in Faye-Faye room. Take. Take. Take nap."
I listened to her for once.
//Come on now won't you
Ease my mind
Reasons for me to find you//
The harsh sound of friction occurring as the metal door slid back echoed in my ears. A thin layer of dust covered the metallic floor of my old room. I couldn't see anything. The room was shrouded in darkness, a shadow in the dank room moved.
"Faye." He didn't look up as he spoke.
But he was there.
//Peace of mind
Reasons for livin my life//
My breath hitched; fortunately for me it was quiet. He was standing near my old dusty dresser examining the vials and compacts that lay in disarray upon it.
"Why did you leave it all behind?" He motioned to the bottle of perfume he held in his hand, still refusing to face me. Shouldn't I had been asking him that……
All I could think though was 'What was he doing?!?! Trying to make small talk about old makeup?' I guess he had always been like this, never wanting to really to give thought to the main issue, always wanting to ignore it……hiding emotions with distant and nonchalant actions and words.
"I didn't want anything to remind me of this place." I paused a moment. "I could ask you the same thing, Spike." There was a long awkward silence that filled the room after I had spoken. I could see him through the darkness. He casually licked his lips considering carefully his next words.
"I think there's a reason I lived."
//Ease my mind
Reasons for me to know you//
I watched him place the fragile glass bottle back down on the dresser. He was so delicate with the vial, making sure not to let it slip from his wet fingers. His hand hovered above the rest of the items on the dresser as he ran his fingertips along the edge, seemingly fascinated by the amount of dust that his finger picked up.
"A reason why I know you, Faye."
//Peace of mind
What can I do//
"When I was in the hospital I had time to think, lots of time. I couldn't understand what I had done to deserve to live. What horrible thing I had done to keep me from knockin' on death door, keep me from eternal peace. And then I thought about you……"
"What was the reason, Spike?" My voice was so small, so insignificant. I felt my fingers playing with the hem of my shorts as I stood there watching him waiting for his reply. Then it came. His voice was so certain, so assured, so confident, like always.
//To get me to you//
"It was all so fate could get me……to you……."
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AN: *I didn't mean for that line to rhyme. R&R….that's all……. I already apologized.