Chapter 3: The Thank You
A certain blonde walked into a bar on Mars. Dark sunglasses hid her blue eyes as she went up to the counter and ordered a martini. Several men around her gave her interested stares but she pretended not to notice. After all she had eyes for only one guy.
After a week, things on the Bebop got back to normal. Daily disagreements between the crew members started right back up. After one disagreement though Spike casually suggested that maybe he should have died with Vicious instead of living. He glanced over at Faye and saw that she had frozen, tears forming in her eyes. "Faye, what the hell's the matter with you?" Spike asked. Faye gave him a cold look and stormed out of the room and went to hers. Spike and Jet heard the door slam.
Spike raised an eyebrow to Jet who sighed. "I guess I should tell you this now Spike. When thought you were dead she cried. I told her that you weren't dead, just injured and in a hospital with a big bill. I told her that I would go pay your bill and bring you back but she wouldn't have it. She insisted she go herself and use the money she had just gotten for bringing in a bounty. I didn't want her to do it but she insisted. Spike you can't deny this; that girl has feelings for you." He looked at Spike expecting to see a big smirk on his face. He was surprised to see Spike nodding and looking thoughtful, barely noticing his cigarette at all which had gone to the end. Spike snubbed his cig in the ashtray and got up slowly and moved from the room.
Faye was in her room crying softly when she heard a knock at the door. "Go away!" she said angrily. "Faye?" Spike asked through the door, "May I come in?" Faye studied his voice. It wasn't mocking or teasing, it was almost pleading. She stood up and went to the window and looked out. "Yes," she replied. From the reflection on the glass she could see Spike opening the door, coming in, and sitting on her bed. She turned to look at him and Spike could feel his heart skip a beat when he saw how she looked: bloodshot eyes with her violet colored hair limp on her face. She turned back to the window.
Spike spoke first. "Faye, Jet told me what you did for me, the money thing and all. I wanted to know why you did it." Faye spoke without turning to look at him. "I did it because I wanted to. For once in my life I wasn't selfish and I helped someone out. I'm not making any promises for the future though." "Oh" she heard him reply. Then by her ear she heard his soft voice. "Then at least can I say thank you?" He put his arm around her waist and turned her toward him. All of a sudden she felt his lips on hers. His kiss was warm and soft. When he pulled away she opened her eyes and looked deep into his mismatched eyes. He turned, went to the door and stepped out into the hall pulling the door closed behind him. Before it closed he turned around and said softly "Thank you Faye," and closed the door.
A/N: well what do you think? any good? sorry for the long wait, but i had soccer camp for a week