i dont own Cowboy Bebop. yadda yadda.
a/n im feeling a tad bit boring. i think i am going to start a Trigun fanfic ... la la la
chapter 5
"Your brother is dead sir."
He looked up at the man standing before him, his cold blue eyes narrowing to examine this person.
"Are you sure?" he asked slightly raising his eyebrow.
"Yes sir, I am quite sure. I examined the body myself," the man with no name said flatly.
"Hmm... And may i ask, do we know who slaughered him?"
"We're not exactly sure sir...But we do know it has something to do with the woman he was 'staying' with, and some man"
"Very interesting...Where is this 'woman'?" He asked coughing as he said the word, 'woman'.
"No one knows sir."
"Well...FIND OUT!"
"Y-Yes sir. Right away." The man looked scared but he slightly bowed before exiting the room.
He coughed again. His cold eyes scanned the room. So my brother is dead...how nice. He frowned, realizing that he would have to track down the bimbo, and kill her. He would have actually liked to thank her instead. But he couldn't just let some two-bit hussy get away with killing someone from his family. She had no right, even if he was a jerk. His brother was such a pain in the ass anyway. Always shaming the family with his petty crimes. Low-life stuff. Raymond sighed, ohwell it shouldn't be that hard to track the bitch down. How far could one of Jake's girls get anyway?
Spike sat outside of Faye's room listening to her cry. He took a drag, then as he analyzed the cherry he wondered if he should go offer some to Faye. NO, he thought. Then I will have to look at her crying, I'd have to offer her some form of comfort. This is as much comfort as she will get from me. I'm listening, just not the way she wants me to. I'm making sure she doesn't try to off herself or do something stupid. Spike rested his head against the wall. Besides I've got nothing better to do.
Faye cried into her pillow, completely wrapped up in her bed sheets. I'm so pathetic I don't even have any clothes. That bastard Jake destroyed everything I ever had. I have no money. I have nothing. She looked up realizing that she did have a few things left. She pulled herself towards the small television next to her bed. Searching around quickly she found the beta cassettes of her past. Faye sighed happily clutching them to her chest. A smile spread across her face, at least these are safe. At least he never saw them or touched them. She popped one into the player, the snow appeared on the screen, and then the image of a lumpy form in a small bed by a window came into focus. Faye began to cry again.
Spike's eyes shot open when he realized Faye's crying had stopped momentarily. He could hear her shuffling around and then he heard the sounds of one of her movies. The younger Faye was speaking out to her older self, Spike almost had those movies memorized. He had watched them so many times when the female bounty hunter had decided to take off. He figured it was his right, considering that he and Jet were the ones who got the tv and player for her. He never expected to find something like that on the tapes however. Spike was sure it was going to be a lot more racey, but when he watched the first tape of Faye's younger years he had almost smiled. Almost. Besides after each of her disappearing acts he had gone to her room to make sure the tapes were still there, and as long as they were, he knew she'd be back. Her tears started up again, so he once again got comfy with the wall, and closed his eyes.
Faye awoke to a snowy tv. She sighed kicking it to turn it off. Oh yeah no clothes, she thought wondering why she was naked. She tried to stand but fell back down on the bed. Okay 1...2...3...She stood balancing herself out for a few seconds to avoid falling. Taking uneasy step after uneasy step she made it to the door. She peeked out. Spike lay curled up at her feet, drooling in his sleep. With one eyebrow raised she inched her way around him dragging her sheet behind her, the cowgirl crept as quietly as possible into Spike's bedroom. Opening the closet she removed one of his yellow dress shirts and pulled it around her slender shoulders. She buttoned it about halfway up. "Faye what the hell are you doing?" Spike asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes. She froze. "I-I just need to borrow this for a little while, otherwise I'd be running around naked." She said seductively as she turned to face him. The shirt barely covered her but it covered just enough. She began to roll up the sleeves as she eyed Spike suspiciously. "What are you looking at?" He asked her his speech still slurred. "Nothing. I was just wondering, why were you sleeping outside my bedroom?" Spike scratched at the back of his head. He shrugged and backed out into the hallway. "Hey! I asked you a question!" Faye yelled following out into the hallway. "Yeah, so?" Spike asked walking into his room. He sat on the bed and lit a cigarette. "Can I have one?" She asked referring to the smokes. Spike rolled his eyes, he passed her his and lit another.
a/n im feeling a tad bit boring. i think i am going to start a Trigun fanfic ... la la la
chapter 5
"Your brother is dead sir."
He looked up at the man standing before him, his cold blue eyes narrowing to examine this person.
"Are you sure?" he asked slightly raising his eyebrow.
"Yes sir, I am quite sure. I examined the body myself," the man with no name said flatly.
"Hmm... And may i ask, do we know who slaughered him?"
"We're not exactly sure sir...But we do know it has something to do with the woman he was 'staying' with, and some man"
"Very interesting...Where is this 'woman'?" He asked coughing as he said the word, 'woman'.
"No one knows sir."
"Well...FIND OUT!"
"Y-Yes sir. Right away." The man looked scared but he slightly bowed before exiting the room.
He coughed again. His cold eyes scanned the room. So my brother is dead...how nice. He frowned, realizing that he would have to track down the bimbo, and kill her. He would have actually liked to thank her instead. But he couldn't just let some two-bit hussy get away with killing someone from his family. She had no right, even if he was a jerk. His brother was such a pain in the ass anyway. Always shaming the family with his petty crimes. Low-life stuff. Raymond sighed, ohwell it shouldn't be that hard to track the bitch down. How far could one of Jake's girls get anyway?
Spike sat outside of Faye's room listening to her cry. He took a drag, then as he analyzed the cherry he wondered if he should go offer some to Faye. NO, he thought. Then I will have to look at her crying, I'd have to offer her some form of comfort. This is as much comfort as she will get from me. I'm listening, just not the way she wants me to. I'm making sure she doesn't try to off herself or do something stupid. Spike rested his head against the wall. Besides I've got nothing better to do.
Faye cried into her pillow, completely wrapped up in her bed sheets. I'm so pathetic I don't even have any clothes. That bastard Jake destroyed everything I ever had. I have no money. I have nothing. She looked up realizing that she did have a few things left. She pulled herself towards the small television next to her bed. Searching around quickly she found the beta cassettes of her past. Faye sighed happily clutching them to her chest. A smile spread across her face, at least these are safe. At least he never saw them or touched them. She popped one into the player, the snow appeared on the screen, and then the image of a lumpy form in a small bed by a window came into focus. Faye began to cry again.
Spike's eyes shot open when he realized Faye's crying had stopped momentarily. He could hear her shuffling around and then he heard the sounds of one of her movies. The younger Faye was speaking out to her older self, Spike almost had those movies memorized. He had watched them so many times when the female bounty hunter had decided to take off. He figured it was his right, considering that he and Jet were the ones who got the tv and player for her. He never expected to find something like that on the tapes however. Spike was sure it was going to be a lot more racey, but when he watched the first tape of Faye's younger years he had almost smiled. Almost. Besides after each of her disappearing acts he had gone to her room to make sure the tapes were still there, and as long as they were, he knew she'd be back. Her tears started up again, so he once again got comfy with the wall, and closed his eyes.
Faye awoke to a snowy tv. She sighed kicking it to turn it off. Oh yeah no clothes, she thought wondering why she was naked. She tried to stand but fell back down on the bed. Okay 1...2...3...She stood balancing herself out for a few seconds to avoid falling. Taking uneasy step after uneasy step she made it to the door. She peeked out. Spike lay curled up at her feet, drooling in his sleep. With one eyebrow raised she inched her way around him dragging her sheet behind her, the cowgirl crept as quietly as possible into Spike's bedroom. Opening the closet she removed one of his yellow dress shirts and pulled it around her slender shoulders. She buttoned it about halfway up. "Faye what the hell are you doing?" Spike asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes. She froze. "I-I just need to borrow this for a little while, otherwise I'd be running around naked." She said seductively as she turned to face him. The shirt barely covered her but it covered just enough. She began to roll up the sleeves as she eyed Spike suspiciously. "What are you looking at?" He asked her his speech still slurred. "Nothing. I was just wondering, why were you sleeping outside my bedroom?" Spike scratched at the back of his head. He shrugged and backed out into the hallway. "Hey! I asked you a question!" Faye yelled following out into the hallway. "Yeah, so?" Spike asked walking into his room. He sat on the bed and lit a cigarette. "Can I have one?" She asked referring to the smokes. Spike rolled his eyes, he passed her his and lit another.