Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop or it's characters.
AN: "//" are beginning of thoughts and "\\" are end of thoughts.
Drown in my Ocean - Chapter 3
Her emotions didn't work well with her at all. Her mind and emotions were at constant battle. //What is wrong with me? He will never love me.I should just get over him. I am not an angel.not Julia. The jerk just thinks he can walk into my life and step out the moment, only to pop back in again with no explanation.\\ Faye didn't need an explanation. She knew what had happened. She knew that mismatched eye of his still saw the past. She knew the past had become his future, but he faced it. He left her and faced it, faced Vicious, faced Julia, only expecting to finish it and say goodbye. Yet his goodbye had only been a whisper in his soul.not loud enough for fate to hear, so he lives // in the past? Present? Or future? Who the man I love?\\ Not knowing the answer, yet a part of her telling her it was so clear.
She finished dressing in her tight knee high, strapless black dress; after all, she was to make an impression on the new bounty head, Vincent Van Bonton. She put on her strapped black shoes to math, looking in the mirror one last time, satisfied with her attire.
She exited her room, walking towards the Bebop's "family room" to see Spike and Jet waiting for her on the couch. "Don't loose your sanity, I'm here. Now unless there is anything else you need to explain- "
"Actually there is lot of stuff I need to explain that you might kill me for" Jet cut in, rubbing his head.
Spike turned around and looked at Fey who was standing behind them, looking as lovely as always.everything about her looked so //Faye, stubborn, gorgeous Faye.. Stop lusting on her Spike, she's right, your such a luck head.\\
"SPIKE! Will you please stop day dreaming and listen to me!" Jet shouted, trying to finish his previous conversation.
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"Ok, now both of you, this is a bounty that should have us something better than mushrooms for breakfast. This bounty-head, Vincent Van Bonton, is a very rich and dangerous man.and trust me, I don't call too many people that dangerous. He is not dangerous for his physical strength, but for his power over many others with his money and talk. Smart guy. no one has gotten to catch him and usually no one try, unless they are idiots." Jet explained.
"So I guess that makes us ones right?" Spike said, putting his hands behind his head.
"This guy isn't a joke. He might not fight as good as you Spike, but he does have power. He lives in a mansion, which is partly a hotel for his guests, which are usually businessmen who come with their wives for a little dinning and deals. That's where your cover comes in." Jet said looking at Spike and Faye. " You spike are going to be a simple buyer checking in with your lovely wife, to meet Vincent Van Bonton, maybe a little entertainment.but underneath, when he will finally give you a private meeting, and he's yours for the shot."
Faye opened her mouth to make a comment, but the chance was stolen by Spike. "I don't see why I can't just go in there and get his ass."
"Because he might not be exactly what he seems. With the technology he has, some say he might just have some tricks up his sleeve. It is not safe to put the peoples lives at stake for him. or at least your own. Trust me on this, use you charm before your fists action-man." Jet explained again.
"Let me guess? I get to be lunk-heads dear wife?" Faye spat out.
"Don't get mad at that Faye, if you guys dislike each other so much, it gets worst, but before I say that. you guys will be called Mr. Spike Tamonic, and Mrs. Faye Fére Tamonic. I though it would be safe if you keep your names since everyone there are just some rich dealers and buyers who can only remember the face of money, and blur out the rest of the world." Jet said, handing them the newly made ideas. "Oh, and don't worry, your profiles have been added to the space tech, so there are no suspicions."
"Where'd you get the last name, and my glorious middle name?" Faye said, finally sitting on the couch.
"Well, Tamonic is this family name I have heard. They are a rich family, yet not into the business life. They have a son that recently got married to a young lady by the last name of Fére. but don't worry.your names are the least of anyones lookout." Jet suddenly became silent. He took a few secons at look Faye and Spikes blank faces."You guys got to understand that there are cameras in every room.and well.you have to act more like lovers, than tow people who want to kill each other. My point is that no gunfire. no blowing up the place before you have even said a word.no blowing up the place after you have said a word, no fighting..just act like two newly weds.nothing more than that. Get my point? Be civil."
Spike and Faye both looked dumbfounded. "This is honestly going to be the biggest nightmare. First I loose my black bra, and now this." Faye stated.
"I thought you never whore a bra." Spike replied with a small smirk.
"It's none of your business if I do or don't you pervert. Not like it's going to make a difference on any of your days." //can't believe I like this jerk\\ Faye shot back.
"Yeah yeah. I'm going to be the greatest looking guy there, with the least understanding wife. I want a divorce already." Spike said, not moving a millimeter from his spot.
"Asshole."
"Wench"
"Dumbass!"
"Who am I kidding, this is never going to work. It's up to them I guess. Somehow I just think they are going to cut each others heads off and blow up that whole place.". Jet said to himself with a sigh, leaving to his room.
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AN: Thank you very much everyone for your reviews. The always motivate me to write more. I'll try to get chapter 4 out in a few days like always. -Lia
Drown in my Ocean - Chapter 3
Her emotions didn't work well with her at all. Her mind and emotions were at constant battle. //What is wrong with me? He will never love me.I should just get over him. I am not an angel.not Julia. The jerk just thinks he can walk into my life and step out the moment, only to pop back in again with no explanation.\\ Faye didn't need an explanation. She knew what had happened. She knew that mismatched eye of his still saw the past. She knew the past had become his future, but he faced it. He left her and faced it, faced Vicious, faced Julia, only expecting to finish it and say goodbye. Yet his goodbye had only been a whisper in his soul.not loud enough for fate to hear, so he lives // in the past? Present? Or future? Who the man I love?\\ Not knowing the answer, yet a part of her telling her it was so clear.
She finished dressing in her tight knee high, strapless black dress; after all, she was to make an impression on the new bounty head, Vincent Van Bonton. She put on her strapped black shoes to math, looking in the mirror one last time, satisfied with her attire.
She exited her room, walking towards the Bebop's "family room" to see Spike and Jet waiting for her on the couch. "Don't loose your sanity, I'm here. Now unless there is anything else you need to explain- "
"Actually there is lot of stuff I need to explain that you might kill me for" Jet cut in, rubbing his head.
Spike turned around and looked at Fey who was standing behind them, looking as lovely as always.everything about her looked so //Faye, stubborn, gorgeous Faye.. Stop lusting on her Spike, she's right, your such a luck head.\\
"SPIKE! Will you please stop day dreaming and listen to me!" Jet shouted, trying to finish his previous conversation.
"."
"Ok, now both of you, this is a bounty that should have us something better than mushrooms for breakfast. This bounty-head, Vincent Van Bonton, is a very rich and dangerous man.and trust me, I don't call too many people that dangerous. He is not dangerous for his physical strength, but for his power over many others with his money and talk. Smart guy. no one has gotten to catch him and usually no one try, unless they are idiots." Jet explained.
"So I guess that makes us ones right?" Spike said, putting his hands behind his head.
"This guy isn't a joke. He might not fight as good as you Spike, but he does have power. He lives in a mansion, which is partly a hotel for his guests, which are usually businessmen who come with their wives for a little dinning and deals. That's where your cover comes in." Jet said looking at Spike and Faye. " You spike are going to be a simple buyer checking in with your lovely wife, to meet Vincent Van Bonton, maybe a little entertainment.but underneath, when he will finally give you a private meeting, and he's yours for the shot."
Faye opened her mouth to make a comment, but the chance was stolen by Spike. "I don't see why I can't just go in there and get his ass."
"Because he might not be exactly what he seems. With the technology he has, some say he might just have some tricks up his sleeve. It is not safe to put the peoples lives at stake for him. or at least your own. Trust me on this, use you charm before your fists action-man." Jet explained again.
"Let me guess? I get to be lunk-heads dear wife?" Faye spat out.
"Don't get mad at that Faye, if you guys dislike each other so much, it gets worst, but before I say that. you guys will be called Mr. Spike Tamonic, and Mrs. Faye Fére Tamonic. I though it would be safe if you keep your names since everyone there are just some rich dealers and buyers who can only remember the face of money, and blur out the rest of the world." Jet said, handing them the newly made ideas. "Oh, and don't worry, your profiles have been added to the space tech, so there are no suspicions."
"Where'd you get the last name, and my glorious middle name?" Faye said, finally sitting on the couch.
"Well, Tamonic is this family name I have heard. They are a rich family, yet not into the business life. They have a son that recently got married to a young lady by the last name of Fére. but don't worry.your names are the least of anyones lookout." Jet suddenly became silent. He took a few secons at look Faye and Spikes blank faces."You guys got to understand that there are cameras in every room.and well.you have to act more like lovers, than tow people who want to kill each other. My point is that no gunfire. no blowing up the place before you have even said a word.no blowing up the place after you have said a word, no fighting..just act like two newly weds.nothing more than that. Get my point? Be civil."
Spike and Faye both looked dumbfounded. "This is honestly going to be the biggest nightmare. First I loose my black bra, and now this." Faye stated.
"I thought you never whore a bra." Spike replied with a small smirk.
"It's none of your business if I do or don't you pervert. Not like it's going to make a difference on any of your days." //can't believe I like this jerk\\ Faye shot back.
"Yeah yeah. I'm going to be the greatest looking guy there, with the least understanding wife. I want a divorce already." Spike said, not moving a millimeter from his spot.
"Asshole."
"Wench"
"Dumbass!"
"Who am I kidding, this is never going to work. It's up to them I guess. Somehow I just think they are going to cut each others heads off and blow up that whole place.". Jet said to himself with a sigh, leaving to his room.
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AN: Thank you very much everyone for your reviews. The always motivate me to write more. I'll try to get chapter 4 out in a few days like always. -Lia
