Trigun (Vash), Bebop, and Sailor Moon (Mina and Lita only, if you reaallllyyy must have ANOTHER Serena/Usagi fic, please read one of the 974,000 that are already in existence) This story is set in the CB universe, Spike survived the last battle with Vicious. Takes place one year after "Real Folk Blues" I own nothing except for any characters I make up!
Jazz Messengers
Chapter 01, Cats on Mars.
Alva City, the super-busy metropolis on the red planet. Home of the Red Dragons, site of one of the worst terrorist attacks in history, and home of a million convicts, thieves, murderers and conmen. It was a warm July morning, this was one of the most pleasant phases in the terraforming cycle. Morning sun glared off of the steal and glass towers, and kissed the trees that sat along the roads and sidewalks. The citizens of Alva city began their day as usual, and the warm weather had brought more of them outside than normal. Many were jogging, walking, or enjoying the morning before they headed off to work. There were no children in school this time of year, so the streets would be packed with punks of all ages later in the day, this was the prime time to enjoy a quite, decent city. But, there was an odd character cutting through the scattered crowds this sunny morning. A man in a long red trench coat that contrasted with the blacks and grays of the businessmen and women around him. His high-spiked blonde hair and yellow sunglasses made him stand out even more in this prim and proper crowd. He walked proudly, and was very polite and jovial. He waved and said hello to people as he passed, a very odd site to those who live in a big city. People couldn't even begin to guess that this man had a 20 billion Woolong bounty on his head. This man was the legendary Vash the Stampede, the only man to have been exiled from the ruined desert wasteland called Earth.
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Far away from this pleasant part of town, there lies Little Asia. A district of Asian bars, shops, restaurants and apartments. Inside a particularly ratty, run down apartment lives Minako Aino and Makoto Kino, two teenage orphans. These delinquent girls are best of friends, but are starkly different from one another. Minako is a pretty blonde with big blue eyes and a sunny personality. She dresses in flashy, sexy clothes and is the ideal heart stealing lady. Then there is her friend Makoto, she is pretty as well, but in a more subtle way. She isn't as striking as Minako, with brown hair always done up in a sloppy pony-tail and her ripped jeans and leather jacket. And her lulling, quiet, distant personality makes her hard to get to know. But it is her eyes that captivate people, she has large emerald green eyes that seem like they can see straight into your soul. They are full of sorrow and hurt and can melt the heart of the strongest of men. The two were sleeping on this pleasant morning, sun just starting to fill in though the open windows, and the slight breeze slowly turned the dusty, broken box fan in the window. The sun was starting to win the battle with Makoto's eyelids, and the yellow light finally forced them open.
Her deep green eyes stared at the ceiling above her and focused on the old fan that was spinning on the ceiling. It always bugged Makoto that the damn fan was missing a blade, but when all you can afford is rent and Cup-O-Noodles, you have to leave your anal retentiveness behind you. Makoto yawned and stretched her long legs over the side of the bed. She walked to the kitchen, adjusting her white T-shirt and green shorts into a more comfortable position as she walked. She put on a pot of coffee and lit a cigarette before she sat down at her usual spot in front of the open window. She loved to watch and listen as the people below opened their shops, it reminded her of when she used to open the bakery with her mom. She heard Minako stirring behind her and grinned, that girl only woke up after the coffee was on.
She looked back at her friend, who was standing up and stretching. She was still wearing that gray nighty that she had stolen a year ago, Makoto was surprised Minako hadn't stole a new one by now. "Morning" Makoto said simply. Minako smiled and waved, "So, anything interesting today? Makoto smiled, "Nothing more so than usual." Minako smiled and helped herself to some coffee, and the two friends sat and chatted about what trouble they could get into today.
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At that time, in Alva harbor, sat the space ship Bebop. An old fishing ship that had been converted into a home for bounty hunters. After the near death of one of the groups members, Spike Spiegel, he, Jet Black, and Faye Valentine, reunited with their young hacker friend Edward, and her pet dog Ein. Now, with a full crew together again, the Bebop bounty hunters have started a campaign to capture the two most wanted bounty heads in Alva City, Makoto Kino and Minako Aino, the beautiful duo of thieves that prowled the streets of Alva City, looking to rob its citizens blind. This was the beginning of the events that brought the multi billion dollar outlaw, the two young delinquents, and the bounty hunters together as one mismatched group.
Hope I caught your attention enough to read on, thanks.~RTD-Jupiter.