Spike....naive....*smiles* sure....I suppose so.
Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop or any Beatles music.....Micheal Jackson did his fair share of that, thank you very much.
Wanted: Dead Or Alive : Let It Be
Out of all the people in the galaxy that had died that year and that damn doctor had to choose Spike to ressurect, just so that he could say he did it. He brought back a first class bounty hunter. Edward's amber eyes were as wide as saucers when she fell upon Spike's gun pointing at both Miggs and Jaxx's head. She didn't know what he was plotting; whether the cowboy had lost what little sense he had or if this was part of some ingenious plan that Spike was known for. Ed rested her tanned arms on her head, a wide grin spreading over her features.
"Okay, okay. I give." She clapped loudly above her dream box, applauding the man she looked up to as a child. "Bravo. You had me fooled. You had us all fooled. You actually had me believing you fancied Miggs, making me depend on the male species- something I haven't done in ten years - and thinking you had betrayed me along with my former best friend. Incredible. Really, you are something else." Spike's eyebrow quirked up into a tight arch while he ran through the pile of green fluff he called hair.
"What the HELL are you talking about?! Fancy? Yeah, don't get me wrong here Ed, your friend is quite the looker, but did nothing for my heart. And your vendetta against the men of the universe? I had no idea you were 'that way' but more power to you and your liberated females." He brought the gun to a rest on his hip, his attitude becoming sharper with a hint of anger. "And another thing, what makes you think for one second that I would betray you? In case you never got a clue, here's mine. There are three things I hate: kids, animals, and women with attitude. And before I miraculously survived my ordeal with Vicious, you were the only kid I allowed myself to be around. I guess you could say, you were a comrade. And friends don't BETRAY FRIENDS!!!" Ed gawked at the man before her. Miggs slowly scooted over to a fallen gun, only to be stopped by the barrel of Spike's own weapon. "It's rude to interrupt conversations." Ed could feel her blood boiling at dangerous tempatures.
"Friends don't betray friends? What the hell do you call sleeping with my best friend and thinking I murdered an entire auto shop? You obviously don't know a damn thing about friendship!!" Spike stood speechless for a moment before yelling out in frustration.
"Did you not pay attention to ANYTHING that happened on the Bebop?! I wrote the book on what it's like to be betrayed so don't even give me that shit. You REALLY wanna know whats going on right here?! I'll gladly fill in those holes in your head. Your little boyfriend here has been deceiving you from day one. Just ask Trish." His dark eyes hovered over Miggs like a hawk stalking its prey.
"Miggs?"
"You didn't honestly think that Miggs was her birth name, did you? It's amazing what people want you to scream out during - "
"Enough said Spike." Ed cantered over to the three people she had trusted most, her mind sorting out the information just given to her like the computers she had mastered. She leaned over Jaxx to meet him at eye level. "You mean to tell me, this is the tragic Trish? The one Vicious said had used you? This is HER?!" Wild red hair flopped about her head, the longer strands in her bangs, ruining clear vision. Jaxx nodded slowly. "Son of a..." She glanced over at a simpering Spike whom was obviously very proud of solving this mystery. She shoved the tip of her own pistol into his chest, almost knocking over the bounty hunter. "And how did YOU manage to find all this out?"
"You forget, dear Edward, that Vicous and I were once inseperable. He confided in me at one time. That included stories of a younger sister named Trish, but the boys around the shop called her Miggs. He also told me that one of the rookies in the Syndicate had taken a liking to her, much to his disappoval. A few weeks later, the whole frienship thing blew up. I put the pieces together- she wanted me to call her Trish. Jaxx had been sneaking off at the time before I left the Syndicate. It was more of a haunch really...." Before Ed could react, Miggs flew at the bounty hunter, battering his weapon out of his hand. Ed glanced over at Jaxx just in time to see the man flying at her. She yelped out loud as her back smacked the hard cement floor.
~Black Dog Casino~
Faye poured Jet another drink and took a drag off her cigarette. Both were in the same uniform they had left each other in. Faye being in her traditional yellow jumper-like outfit that left little to the imagination, and Jet, his vest and pants. Both were laughing at memories long forgotten. Jet took a long sip from the glass and sat it down calmly.
"What do you think those two are up to anyway?"
"Who knows, Jet. Probably trying to get themselves killed.....in Spike's case - killed AGAIN."
"You shed tears for him the last time, Faye." Faye's fair cheeks reddened at the memory of her fight to make Spike stay on the Bebop instead of rushing off to kill Vicious.
"It was the heat of the moment old man."
"I think it was more than that Faye. You cared pretty deeply for Spike. I think you even got jealous at the mentioning of Julia."
"Please. I practically saved the woman's life. What's there to be jealous of?"
"The fact that she had what you didn't - Spike's heart." Faye leaned her head against the cool metal of the bar.
"You should've become a shrink instead of a bounty hunter turned bonsai tree salesman."
"I'm just stating what I saw, that's all."
"Yeah, well, you're wrong. Spike and I are like spinach and sugar. We don't mix well."
"You don't have to mix well to have love for it."
"You're drunk old man. You need to learn to hold your liquor better."
~Cathedral~
Ed choked for air as Jaxx snaked his large hands around Ed's throat. She winced in pain as she could feel her wind pipes losing their battle with Jaxx's strength. Jaxx's usually kind eyes were now filled with a lust to kill the cowgirl. Those eyes, Ed remembered, told her he'd protect her. Those eyes, she realized, had been lying all along. With her last ounce of strength, Ed hurled her knee into the man's groin, causing the masculine form to double over in pain. Ed convulsed for oxygen, her hands clawing at her neck. Slowly, but surely, the air entered her lungs once again. She scrambled for her gun, feeling a strong hand pull at her ankle. Ed desperately clawed at the cement in hopes of reaching her gun. The sinking feeling of Jaxx regaining a grip on her caused Ed to panic. Three gunshots rang throughout the chapel, and Jaxx's form grew heavy on Ed. The weight was lifted off of back but Ed didn't want to look. She couldn't look. For the first time in ten years, she felt like a scared child again, afraid that if she looked back, she would see Spike's corpse and meet her fate. Tears trickled down her dirtied cheeks.
"Spike - person?" A slight shuffle. Another shuffle followed by the sound of a tired body hitting the floor. Ed whispered the bounty hunter's name again, almost too soft to be heard. "Spike - person." A click from a lighter and the scent of nicotine wasn't enough for Ed; she needed to hear his voice.
"What?"
"Thank you."
"Just don't make this a habit."
~Black Dog Casino~
Faye smacked her hand upon the bar. Beer nuts and martini olives were strewn across the table; the ending to a reckless night.
"I got it!!" Jet managed to lift his bald, heavy noggin off the bar.
"What did you get?"
"I figured out why I never received Spike's attention." Jet rubbed his eyes in hopes of rubbing away his future hangover along with the blurred vision. He gawked at Faye as though she was drunk as well, even though she hadn't touched the liquor the entire night.
"Yeah?"
"Yes! He hates women with attitude because they hit him where it hurts- his pride. I did that countless times!! I am a woman with an attitude!!" Jet sank back down to bar-level and moaned loudly.
"You're JUST figuring this out?" Faye's parade was suddenly rained on by Jet's question.
"Not everyone can be as inquisitive as you old man."
"So what are you going to do? Stop giving lip? I doubt that even you could pull of such a stunt."
"Oh, you'll see. I'm going to lay the biggest kiss and steal the breath right out of him. I'll leave him speechless."
"Right Faye. Right."
~Cathedral~
Sunlight poured in through the stained glass windows like a brilliant solar waterfall. Within the few minutes of silence, Ed had pulled herself to Spike's side, wondering where time had went to the past few years. She leaned over and studied the man's features. Nothing had changed physically, but emotionally, Ed knew he had grown more aware of what was his now. He lost more than his life ten years ago, he lost his love. But he had awakened from that dream and took on a new freedom. Now the only question remaining was, how would he use that freedom? Would he live or go on sulking around mourning the loss of his Julia?
Spike's nerves twitched under the gaze of the small girl. She hadn't grown but a couple of inches since he last saw her, and her hair was more untamed than his own. But her style had gotten better, judging by the vintage garments she chose to wear. And she had developed more over the past few years, a c-cup replacing virtually nothing and shapely legs taking over her former fluid lanky ones. But her eyes still held their innocent amber hue. And her cheeks were permanently tinted by a deep blush. She was the same Ed, only modified to a newer, improved version. He sighed at her curiousness. Some things would never change about her.
"What?" Ed jumped at his voice.
"Oh....nothing."
"Don't give me nothing." He stood with a slight grunt. He recalled three shots during his battle with Miggs. She shot him once before Spike found his own gun and shot the former mechanic before sending a bullet into Jaxx. His wound was still bleeding as he stood. Ed was quickly underneath his arm, helping him along the way.
"Don't give me nothing."
"It's just.....does that one eye still see the past?"
"Yep."
"So you're still stuck seeing images of Vicious and Julia...?"
"I bled out all those memories in my last fight with Vicious....they're still there.....but I awoke from my dream..."
"So you're here to stay? For good?"
"Depends."
"On?"
"If you have a comfortable bed and a steak the size of Texas." ~Black Dog Casino~
"Jet!! They're back! And they're alive!!!" Jet glanced up from the toilet, the bags under his eyes deepening by every shrill octave Faye carried. She rubbed her hands together in eager anticipation. This was her moment to shine.
Ed and Spike entered the hotel room ready to collapse and call it a day even though it was well into noon. Ed groaned out loud as Faye came strutting into the main room, her features cool and calm. Jet was right behind her, but it seemed that he preferred the bathroom at that moment. Spike softly pushed Edward away and laid a blood hand on his hip. Even his most beat up state, he reeked of cool sexiness.
"Hey there cowboy....did ya kill the bad guys while you were out?" She leaned in close to the bounty hunter, only to be taken by surprise as Spike flipped her over and planted the longest, most intense kiss Faye had ever encountered. His lips still hovered over his as he spoke the famous words "Bang..." He slowly brought Faye up to eye level and continued his walk over to Jet, his doctor for the time being. Ed plopped herself on the couch and grinned at the feminine hunter. Faye's emerald orbs danced frantically back and forth between Ed and Spike. Finally, her surprise was taken over by anger.
"Hey!!! You weren't supposed to do that!!! Spike!!! Argh!!" Ed leaned over the back of the couch and stared at the blue skies forming over the noisy city. Her heart still ached from losing Jaxx. He was the first man since Spike that she cared about and he defied her.
"Hmmm.....so these are the real folk blues....."
Sucky ending yes......I promise my nexy Cowboy Bebop story will be better. I didn't like the idea of resurrecting Spike. And I won't do it again....And I will admit.....the next one might be a tad darker. and it will be FayexSpike pairing.....kinda.....you'll see.
Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop or any Beatles music.....Micheal Jackson did his fair share of that, thank you very much.
Wanted: Dead Or Alive : Let It Be
Out of all the people in the galaxy that had died that year and that damn doctor had to choose Spike to ressurect, just so that he could say he did it. He brought back a first class bounty hunter. Edward's amber eyes were as wide as saucers when she fell upon Spike's gun pointing at both Miggs and Jaxx's head. She didn't know what he was plotting; whether the cowboy had lost what little sense he had or if this was part of some ingenious plan that Spike was known for. Ed rested her tanned arms on her head, a wide grin spreading over her features.
"Okay, okay. I give." She clapped loudly above her dream box, applauding the man she looked up to as a child. "Bravo. You had me fooled. You had us all fooled. You actually had me believing you fancied Miggs, making me depend on the male species- something I haven't done in ten years - and thinking you had betrayed me along with my former best friend. Incredible. Really, you are something else." Spike's eyebrow quirked up into a tight arch while he ran through the pile of green fluff he called hair.
"What the HELL are you talking about?! Fancy? Yeah, don't get me wrong here Ed, your friend is quite the looker, but did nothing for my heart. And your vendetta against the men of the universe? I had no idea you were 'that way' but more power to you and your liberated females." He brought the gun to a rest on his hip, his attitude becoming sharper with a hint of anger. "And another thing, what makes you think for one second that I would betray you? In case you never got a clue, here's mine. There are three things I hate: kids, animals, and women with attitude. And before I miraculously survived my ordeal with Vicious, you were the only kid I allowed myself to be around. I guess you could say, you were a comrade. And friends don't BETRAY FRIENDS!!!" Ed gawked at the man before her. Miggs slowly scooted over to a fallen gun, only to be stopped by the barrel of Spike's own weapon. "It's rude to interrupt conversations." Ed could feel her blood boiling at dangerous tempatures.
"Friends don't betray friends? What the hell do you call sleeping with my best friend and thinking I murdered an entire auto shop? You obviously don't know a damn thing about friendship!!" Spike stood speechless for a moment before yelling out in frustration.
"Did you not pay attention to ANYTHING that happened on the Bebop?! I wrote the book on what it's like to be betrayed so don't even give me that shit. You REALLY wanna know whats going on right here?! I'll gladly fill in those holes in your head. Your little boyfriend here has been deceiving you from day one. Just ask Trish." His dark eyes hovered over Miggs like a hawk stalking its prey.
"Miggs?"
"You didn't honestly think that Miggs was her birth name, did you? It's amazing what people want you to scream out during - "
"Enough said Spike." Ed cantered over to the three people she had trusted most, her mind sorting out the information just given to her like the computers she had mastered. She leaned over Jaxx to meet him at eye level. "You mean to tell me, this is the tragic Trish? The one Vicious said had used you? This is HER?!" Wild red hair flopped about her head, the longer strands in her bangs, ruining clear vision. Jaxx nodded slowly. "Son of a..." She glanced over at a simpering Spike whom was obviously very proud of solving this mystery. She shoved the tip of her own pistol into his chest, almost knocking over the bounty hunter. "And how did YOU manage to find all this out?"
"You forget, dear Edward, that Vicous and I were once inseperable. He confided in me at one time. That included stories of a younger sister named Trish, but the boys around the shop called her Miggs. He also told me that one of the rookies in the Syndicate had taken a liking to her, much to his disappoval. A few weeks later, the whole frienship thing blew up. I put the pieces together- she wanted me to call her Trish. Jaxx had been sneaking off at the time before I left the Syndicate. It was more of a haunch really...." Before Ed could react, Miggs flew at the bounty hunter, battering his weapon out of his hand. Ed glanced over at Jaxx just in time to see the man flying at her. She yelped out loud as her back smacked the hard cement floor.
~Black Dog Casino~
Faye poured Jet another drink and took a drag off her cigarette. Both were in the same uniform they had left each other in. Faye being in her traditional yellow jumper-like outfit that left little to the imagination, and Jet, his vest and pants. Both were laughing at memories long forgotten. Jet took a long sip from the glass and sat it down calmly.
"What do you think those two are up to anyway?"
"Who knows, Jet. Probably trying to get themselves killed.....in Spike's case - killed AGAIN."
"You shed tears for him the last time, Faye." Faye's fair cheeks reddened at the memory of her fight to make Spike stay on the Bebop instead of rushing off to kill Vicious.
"It was the heat of the moment old man."
"I think it was more than that Faye. You cared pretty deeply for Spike. I think you even got jealous at the mentioning of Julia."
"Please. I practically saved the woman's life. What's there to be jealous of?"
"The fact that she had what you didn't - Spike's heart." Faye leaned her head against the cool metal of the bar.
"You should've become a shrink instead of a bounty hunter turned bonsai tree salesman."
"I'm just stating what I saw, that's all."
"Yeah, well, you're wrong. Spike and I are like spinach and sugar. We don't mix well."
"You don't have to mix well to have love for it."
"You're drunk old man. You need to learn to hold your liquor better."
~Cathedral~
Ed choked for air as Jaxx snaked his large hands around Ed's throat. She winced in pain as she could feel her wind pipes losing their battle with Jaxx's strength. Jaxx's usually kind eyes were now filled with a lust to kill the cowgirl. Those eyes, Ed remembered, told her he'd protect her. Those eyes, she realized, had been lying all along. With her last ounce of strength, Ed hurled her knee into the man's groin, causing the masculine form to double over in pain. Ed convulsed for oxygen, her hands clawing at her neck. Slowly, but surely, the air entered her lungs once again. She scrambled for her gun, feeling a strong hand pull at her ankle. Ed desperately clawed at the cement in hopes of reaching her gun. The sinking feeling of Jaxx regaining a grip on her caused Ed to panic. Three gunshots rang throughout the chapel, and Jaxx's form grew heavy on Ed. The weight was lifted off of back but Ed didn't want to look. She couldn't look. For the first time in ten years, she felt like a scared child again, afraid that if she looked back, she would see Spike's corpse and meet her fate. Tears trickled down her dirtied cheeks.
"Spike - person?" A slight shuffle. Another shuffle followed by the sound of a tired body hitting the floor. Ed whispered the bounty hunter's name again, almost too soft to be heard. "Spike - person." A click from a lighter and the scent of nicotine wasn't enough for Ed; she needed to hear his voice.
"What?"
"Thank you."
"Just don't make this a habit."
~Black Dog Casino~
Faye smacked her hand upon the bar. Beer nuts and martini olives were strewn across the table; the ending to a reckless night.
"I got it!!" Jet managed to lift his bald, heavy noggin off the bar.
"What did you get?"
"I figured out why I never received Spike's attention." Jet rubbed his eyes in hopes of rubbing away his future hangover along with the blurred vision. He gawked at Faye as though she was drunk as well, even though she hadn't touched the liquor the entire night.
"Yeah?"
"Yes! He hates women with attitude because they hit him where it hurts- his pride. I did that countless times!! I am a woman with an attitude!!" Jet sank back down to bar-level and moaned loudly.
"You're JUST figuring this out?" Faye's parade was suddenly rained on by Jet's question.
"Not everyone can be as inquisitive as you old man."
"So what are you going to do? Stop giving lip? I doubt that even you could pull of such a stunt."
"Oh, you'll see. I'm going to lay the biggest kiss and steal the breath right out of him. I'll leave him speechless."
"Right Faye. Right."
~Cathedral~
Sunlight poured in through the stained glass windows like a brilliant solar waterfall. Within the few minutes of silence, Ed had pulled herself to Spike's side, wondering where time had went to the past few years. She leaned over and studied the man's features. Nothing had changed physically, but emotionally, Ed knew he had grown more aware of what was his now. He lost more than his life ten years ago, he lost his love. But he had awakened from that dream and took on a new freedom. Now the only question remaining was, how would he use that freedom? Would he live or go on sulking around mourning the loss of his Julia?
Spike's nerves twitched under the gaze of the small girl. She hadn't grown but a couple of inches since he last saw her, and her hair was more untamed than his own. But her style had gotten better, judging by the vintage garments she chose to wear. And she had developed more over the past few years, a c-cup replacing virtually nothing and shapely legs taking over her former fluid lanky ones. But her eyes still held their innocent amber hue. And her cheeks were permanently tinted by a deep blush. She was the same Ed, only modified to a newer, improved version. He sighed at her curiousness. Some things would never change about her.
"What?" Ed jumped at his voice.
"Oh....nothing."
"Don't give me nothing." He stood with a slight grunt. He recalled three shots during his battle with Miggs. She shot him once before Spike found his own gun and shot the former mechanic before sending a bullet into Jaxx. His wound was still bleeding as he stood. Ed was quickly underneath his arm, helping him along the way.
"Don't give me nothing."
"It's just.....does that one eye still see the past?"
"Yep."
"So you're still stuck seeing images of Vicious and Julia...?"
"I bled out all those memories in my last fight with Vicious....they're still there.....but I awoke from my dream..."
"So you're here to stay? For good?"
"Depends."
"On?"
"If you have a comfortable bed and a steak the size of Texas." ~Black Dog Casino~
"Jet!! They're back! And they're alive!!!" Jet glanced up from the toilet, the bags under his eyes deepening by every shrill octave Faye carried. She rubbed her hands together in eager anticipation. This was her moment to shine.
Ed and Spike entered the hotel room ready to collapse and call it a day even though it was well into noon. Ed groaned out loud as Faye came strutting into the main room, her features cool and calm. Jet was right behind her, but it seemed that he preferred the bathroom at that moment. Spike softly pushed Edward away and laid a blood hand on his hip. Even his most beat up state, he reeked of cool sexiness.
"Hey there cowboy....did ya kill the bad guys while you were out?" She leaned in close to the bounty hunter, only to be taken by surprise as Spike flipped her over and planted the longest, most intense kiss Faye had ever encountered. His lips still hovered over his as he spoke the famous words "Bang..." He slowly brought Faye up to eye level and continued his walk over to Jet, his doctor for the time being. Ed plopped herself on the couch and grinned at the feminine hunter. Faye's emerald orbs danced frantically back and forth between Ed and Spike. Finally, her surprise was taken over by anger.
"Hey!!! You weren't supposed to do that!!! Spike!!! Argh!!" Ed leaned over the back of the couch and stared at the blue skies forming over the noisy city. Her heart still ached from losing Jaxx. He was the first man since Spike that she cared about and he defied her.
"Hmmm.....so these are the real folk blues....."
Sucky ending yes......I promise my nexy Cowboy Bebop story will be better. I didn't like the idea of resurrecting Spike. And I won't do it again....And I will admit.....the next one might be a tad darker. and it will be FayexSpike pairing.....kinda.....you'll see.
