[Author'sNote] Back with chapter 4. Yay. Just a note, there's only one
more chappie I'm gonna do after this one on this fic. I AM SO SORRY that I
didn't upload this sooner. Ive been super busy and haven't had time to work
on this (because I was working on my uber long Trigun fic too.) Now, for
all of you lemon fans, I'm not making this fic into a lemon. Sorry, but I
couldn't write one even if I wanted to. For those of you who've read my
Rurouni Kenshin one, you would understand XD Anywho, I just wanted to make
a cute little Spike/Faye fic. So, no lemon. Gomen. And yes, the 'story'
thing that Spike tells in this chapter was quoted from him, for those of
you who didn't know. But the second part of his story I created.
[Warning] This chapter contains....fluff! :D Yay!
[Disclaimer] -insert witty disclaimer here- I don't own Cowboy Bebop, you morons.
3nj0y.
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Faye tried not to shrink back. Spike was close, almost to close, to her. Even after he finished whispering the words into her ear, Spike kept his head close to her's.
This particular scenario seemed a bit too familiar. Why did she cower when Spike was close to her? Why did the bounty hunter's aurora just make her feel vulnerable?
Faye nearly gasped when she felt Spike's arm wrap around her waist, but was even more taken aback when the messy-haired man took her chin between his thumb and forefinger. She could feel his icy gaze melt into the greenness of her own eyes.
"Before I left," Spike began in a soft tone, "I told Jet a little story."
Faye looked dubiously up at Spike. He merely smiled and began the 'story'.
"It goes like this. There once was a tiger striped-cat. This cat died a million deaths and was reborn a million times. It was owned by various people who he didn't care for. The cat wasn't afraid to die. One day, the cat became a stray, which meant he was free. He met a white female cat and the two cats spent their days happily together. Years passed and the white cat died of old age. The tiger striped cat cried a million times, and then he died, too."
Faye narrowed her eyes, understanding that he was talking about himself and Julia. But the reason he was telling her this, she could not fathom.
"But you see, there's a second part to that story I didn't bother telling him." Spike's smile faded into a small grin, and he continued.
"The tiger-striped cat never planned on coming back again. His whole world was gone, and it seemed futile to continue living in a deadened nightmare. But against his will, he came back to life. The tiger-striped cat spent hours trying to figure out why he came back until finally he realized why. He still had a future...his world still existed. Even though it was hidden, it was closer than he ever imagined."
Faye just stared at Spike. Was he really saying what she thought he was? It seemed illusory...
"The cat really didn't want to accept the fact that he once loathed his own hidden paradise, because it was against his personality to admit he missed out on it for such a long time. So this cat continued living as a stray, sifting through the ashes of his old life and digging up what was lost. But it looks like what he lost found him first."
Without another word, Spike closed the gap between his and Faye's lips.
Faye didn't exactly protest, either.
For a somewhat brief minute, the two bounty hunters felt their minds become less weighted. Both of them had been waiting for this....for quite some time now.
Although, no one knew that but them.
Reluctantly, they parted, without getting too far into the kiss. This was Spike and Faye, after all.
"What the hell was that?" Faye asked, smiling.
Spike shrugged and smirked. "I guess you wouldn't believe me if I told you, so it doesn't really matter."
Faye raised an eyebrow, getting up and helping Spike to his feet. He had really changed, but Faye couldn't really see how. She wondered if he only seemed different to her. "I'd believe you, just tell me," she retorted.
Spike sighed and shrugged. "Alright. Well, I love you." He said it without any hesitation whatsoever. And this surprised him, but he remembered that he and Faye had been friends for a long while.
And Faye? Well...she was....
Red. Very red.
"You're joking, right?"
A small laugh escaped Spike's mouth. "See, told you that you believe me."
Faye smiled, trying to stop blushing as she walked past Spike to the doors of the building, throwing his jacket at him as she went by.
"C'mon you adorable idiot, let's go back to the Bebop."
Spike limped after her, an impish smirk on his face. "Adorable idiot, huh?"
"Don't push it, Spike. Let's go."
Spike shrugged and followed the woman into her ship. "So, why did you come looking for me anyways?"
Faye climbed into the cockpit of her jet, helping Spike up. "Well, I guess I love you, too."
Not much was said after that. The ride back to the Bebop was all in an awkward silence. Faye was concentrating on her flying while Spike just looked out the yellow-tinted windows, grinning ear-to-ear.
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3nd. Well, there you have it. Another crappy chapter done. This is actually the end of the story, but I plan on doing a prologue. Damn, this story went downhill fast. Review please!
[Warning] This chapter contains....fluff! :D Yay!
[Disclaimer] -insert witty disclaimer here- I don't own Cowboy Bebop, you morons.
3nj0y.
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Faye tried not to shrink back. Spike was close, almost to close, to her. Even after he finished whispering the words into her ear, Spike kept his head close to her's.
This particular scenario seemed a bit too familiar. Why did she cower when Spike was close to her? Why did the bounty hunter's aurora just make her feel vulnerable?
Faye nearly gasped when she felt Spike's arm wrap around her waist, but was even more taken aback when the messy-haired man took her chin between his thumb and forefinger. She could feel his icy gaze melt into the greenness of her own eyes.
"Before I left," Spike began in a soft tone, "I told Jet a little story."
Faye looked dubiously up at Spike. He merely smiled and began the 'story'.
"It goes like this. There once was a tiger striped-cat. This cat died a million deaths and was reborn a million times. It was owned by various people who he didn't care for. The cat wasn't afraid to die. One day, the cat became a stray, which meant he was free. He met a white female cat and the two cats spent their days happily together. Years passed and the white cat died of old age. The tiger striped cat cried a million times, and then he died, too."
Faye narrowed her eyes, understanding that he was talking about himself and Julia. But the reason he was telling her this, she could not fathom.
"But you see, there's a second part to that story I didn't bother telling him." Spike's smile faded into a small grin, and he continued.
"The tiger-striped cat never planned on coming back again. His whole world was gone, and it seemed futile to continue living in a deadened nightmare. But against his will, he came back to life. The tiger-striped cat spent hours trying to figure out why he came back until finally he realized why. He still had a future...his world still existed. Even though it was hidden, it was closer than he ever imagined."
Faye just stared at Spike. Was he really saying what she thought he was? It seemed illusory...
"The cat really didn't want to accept the fact that he once loathed his own hidden paradise, because it was against his personality to admit he missed out on it for such a long time. So this cat continued living as a stray, sifting through the ashes of his old life and digging up what was lost. But it looks like what he lost found him first."
Without another word, Spike closed the gap between his and Faye's lips.
Faye didn't exactly protest, either.
For a somewhat brief minute, the two bounty hunters felt their minds become less weighted. Both of them had been waiting for this....for quite some time now.
Although, no one knew that but them.
Reluctantly, they parted, without getting too far into the kiss. This was Spike and Faye, after all.
"What the hell was that?" Faye asked, smiling.
Spike shrugged and smirked. "I guess you wouldn't believe me if I told you, so it doesn't really matter."
Faye raised an eyebrow, getting up and helping Spike to his feet. He had really changed, but Faye couldn't really see how. She wondered if he only seemed different to her. "I'd believe you, just tell me," she retorted.
Spike sighed and shrugged. "Alright. Well, I love you." He said it without any hesitation whatsoever. And this surprised him, but he remembered that he and Faye had been friends for a long while.
And Faye? Well...she was....
Red. Very red.
"You're joking, right?"
A small laugh escaped Spike's mouth. "See, told you that you believe me."
Faye smiled, trying to stop blushing as she walked past Spike to the doors of the building, throwing his jacket at him as she went by.
"C'mon you adorable idiot, let's go back to the Bebop."
Spike limped after her, an impish smirk on his face. "Adorable idiot, huh?"
"Don't push it, Spike. Let's go."
Spike shrugged and followed the woman into her ship. "So, why did you come looking for me anyways?"
Faye climbed into the cockpit of her jet, helping Spike up. "Well, I guess I love you, too."
Not much was said after that. The ride back to the Bebop was all in an awkward silence. Faye was concentrating on her flying while Spike just looked out the yellow-tinted windows, grinning ear-to-ear.
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3nd. Well, there you have it. Another crappy chapter done. This is actually the end of the story, but I plan on doing a prologue. Damn, this story went downhill fast. Review please!