[Author's note:] Hey everyone. I'm back with another fic (my
second one! w00!), and this time, its Cowboy Bebop ^^ This is my first poke at
anything touchy-feely, so be gentle. The only reason I really wrote this was
because I couldn't help but notice how horrible and rushed the ending to Cowboy
Bebop was! Honestly, I know Mr. Watanabe is more creative than that! –cough-
Anywho, on with the warning…
[Warning:] Touchy-feely stuff. Not
to mention badly written touchy-feely stuff. Between Spike and Faye, of course.
And like I said, IF YOU HAVENT SEEN THE
LAST TWO EPISODES, DO NOT READ THIS. You'll be horribly lost! Rated for
language and mushy…stuff.
[Disclaimer:] I don't own Cowboy Bebop. If I did, this fic would be the ending. And
Spike wouldn't wear so much. x3
Now that's all said and done,
3nj0y.
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Faye couldn't believe it. He had gone,
just like that.
The only reason she had ever stayed in
the Bebop had vanished, and there was nothing, absolutely nothing, she could do
about it.
Spike was gone, and she hated him for
that.
Hated him for leaving her alone, hated
him for being so stubborn, hated him for going off to die. She knew Spike
wouldn't come back, and the truth stung more than she could ever imagine.
A final tear ran down her cheek and
fell to the floor with an echoing splatter. The silence around her was
deafening, and it had shocked her into a daze.
Damn
him for leaving, Faye thought, clenching her fists, I couldn't care less. Just weight off my shoulders. That idiot couldn't
do anything right anyways.
She pushed off the wall she was leaning
against and headed to the garage of the Bebop to her ship, which Jet had
proudly announced he had fixed.
Faye was going to find Spike, dead or
alive.
"I'm leaving," Faye told Jet as she
climbed into the cockpit of her ship and started it up.
Jet raised an eyebrow and tossed a
wrench into the toolbox, "Where to?"
"I'm going to go hunt down a
nightmare," she replied as the cockpit closed.
Jet blinked quizzically but shrugged it
off. Faye was always one to come and go as she pleased, and there was no
stopping her. Even if her motives weren't clear.
After Faye flew her ship from the
Bebop and tore through the night sky, she chided herself for trying to find the
cool-headed bounty hunter. I don't want
to care, she thought. So why am I?
Faye wasn't even
sure where Spike was. The only clue she had was Vicious and the building he was
in at the time Spike had left. That much, she did know. But even if Vicious
wasn't a lead, she would find Spike anyways, no matter how long it took.
She remembered the few minutes she had
spent with him before he left…
"A long time ago, you told me to stop
living in the past. But you're the one stuck in the past, Spike. Not me!" Her
own words resounded hauntingly in her mind.
But then Spike had leaned so close to
her, faces so near they almost touched. His proximity made her cower. Faye
could even see her reflection in the tense brown eyes of the bounty hunter.
"I'm not going there to die," he had
said, "I'm going there to see if I was ever really alive."
Faye felt her eyes narrow. She still
couldn't figure out why he had said that. Spike's past was still unclear to
her, and she wasn't about to be left with questions.
It was like a disease. She never gave
up.
Her heart skipped a beat when she saw
the building Vicious had been in. What was once a top quality building was now shattered.
Quickly, she landed her ship in front
of the building and hopped out. The stillness in the atmosphere was anything
but comforting.
Faye ran up to the glass doors, nearly
tripping over her own feet more than once. The anxiety was swallowing her.
After she had burst through the glass doors
and looked around, time froze.
Faye's breath caught in her throat and
her vision became hazy with tears. She had spotted Spike, laying still on the
large staircase with blood caked on his trench coat and face.
Faye staggered up the stairway, not
wanting to believe he was dead. She thought she had prepared herself for the
worse but, apparently, she hadn't.
She fell to her knees near Spike, tears
streaming down her face and her green eyes full of anger and fear. For a moment,
all she did was stare at the still body before her. That was really all she
could do in this momentary stun.
"Spike…" His name fell from her lips as
if it were something she had never known. A hesitant, staggering noise between
snivels.
Faye diffidently turned Spike on his
side and observed his face. It was emotionless and still, as if it were etched
in stone.
This caused more tears to gather in
Faye's eyes as she removed Spike's trench coat, only to reveal more bloodstains
on his blue suit.
"You bastard," Faye muttered, "Why did you
have to do this? Why did you have to die?"
Finally giving in to her emotions, she
closed her eyes and lay down near Spike, her back facing him. Memories began to
fade in and out of her mind like a suffering phantom.
The day she had first laid eyes on
Spike in that casino, his childlike expression as he observed her card dealing
with a sharp eye. And when she had been taken over by that so-called mind
migration program…Spike had been the one to find her and stay by her side until
she woke. Even when Jet brought that young girl to the Bebop from Mars….
"Think of us as fairy god parents,
Faye. We got to save the princess." His words were so carefree…
Faye was surprised how warm Spike's
body was against her back. For a dead person, the body heat seemed strange.
She shut her eyes tighter, draining
them of the last of the burning tears and shivering as they fell onto the dusty
ground beneath her.
Suddenly, Faye heard a faint rustle and
then…
She felt an arm wrap
gently around her waist.
Faye's eyes opened quickly when she
heard a familiar, low voice speak from behind her.
"You're like a kid after a nightmare,
aren't you?"
To Be Continued…
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3nd. Well, there ya have it cowboys, Chapter 1. I know it's short and
rushed and that I'm a hypocrite for sayin that the ending of CB was badly
written, but, oh well. I'm not real sure where I'm goin with this, so if ya
want ta see more…THEN REVIEW! I shall not post another chappie until I get some
reviews x3 Later, cowboys.