The Love of An Outcast

By InuYoukaiNeesan7

Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop or any of the characters in any way... DARN!

Oh, and thanks to all reviewers! I'm getting more and more! WOW! thanx!


Faye and Spike's punishment didn't seem too bad to other people but to them it was a living hell...

Their punishment was that they must have an in school suspension... Oh sure that doesn't sound that bad but the problem was they would have to spend every moment of it with each other until they worked their problems out. This would last for a month.

"You know I could be at home right now if it wasn't for you and that damn Williams" Spike said, lighting his cigerette. Both Faye and Spike were waiting outside the office.

"Don't blame this all on me! If you weren't such a show off we would never have been in this mess! Stupid lunkhead..." Faye lit her own cancer stick.

"I thought we already had this conversation" Spike was just about ready to deck her.

"You don't understand, Spike" Faye looked down at her feet.

"What don't I understand" Spike said then took a drag on his cigerette. "I think all the information I needed to understand the situation was right in front of me."

"You don't get it, Spike, you just don't get it" Faye glared up at his brown eyes. "I wanted to hurt him for what he was doing to me! I wanted to kick his ass, not yours."

Her emerald eyes widened when Spike pulled Faye into his arms. Both dropped their cigerettes at that moment. "Faye..." He whispered. That was all he said. He thought that if he said anymore it would come out all wrong.

She closed her eyes and breathed in his smell. It was a mixture of cigerettes and spice. It gave her a feeling inside that she couldn't quite describe. Almost like something was inside her stomach, fluttering around, yet so much more.

Suddenly Spike released her by pushing her away. "Wait" He exclaimed. "What do mean 'I wanted to kick his ass, not yours'? You didn't kick my ass! If anything I kicked yours"

Yep, he ruined it...

"Oh sure! Maybe in your deepest dreams could you ever kick my ass" Faye fought back.

"You bitch..." Spike whispered.

"Can't you two make up you minds" Jet's voice came from behind Faye. "From sorta-friends to almost-lovers to complete enemies! Sheesh! You've only known each other for a like a week"

Faye turned to look at Jet and Spike sent a glare his way.

"Williams is over here, he's waiting for you..." Jet led the way to a classroom.


Faye and Spike glanced around the dimly-lighted room, taking in the atmosphere of it

"Like the room?" Williams asked. "Good, it's where you'll be spending every day during school for the next month or so..."

"Who else is gonna be in here" Spike asked. He was used to these kinds of punishments, but usually there would be a couple more students in the room with him.

"No one..." Williams answered. "It'll be you and Ms.Valentine here. Sure a teacher will pop his or her head in here every once and while but besides that you're on your own."

"Me and him alone" Faye turned and stared at Williams. "No offence, Prinicipal Williams, but are you crazy"

"I must be..." Williams answered, rubbing his bald head. "You'll have Mr.Black to thank. It was his idea."

Both Faye and Spike looked at Jet, pure hatred burning in their eyes. "Hey! Don't look at me that way! I just thought you two needed a little push." Jet smiled with his eyes closed very tightly.

"I'd say this is more like a shove than a little push" Spike argued.

"What kind of push? One to the brink of insanity" Faye hissed, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

Jet sighed. "Come on Bob, let's leave these two alone." Jet stopped in the doorway as Williams (who Jet just called by his first name, Bob) past him. "Behave" It sounded just as it had when Faye had first met Jet. (see chapter 1)

After the two adults left the room Faye and Spike sat in silence.

"So..." Spike sighed, then turned in his chair to face Faye who was seated four seats away. "You know, you don't seem like you were raised in a convent..."

"Well... I had a life outside of the convent... I only went to school there and stayed in a room. I wasn't training to be like them." Faye laid her head on her arms.

"Any boyfriends?" Spike smirked.

"One..." She cringed.

"Was he your first?"

"Will you just shut up, Spike!" Faye bolted up and glared at Spike.

"Oh!" Spike said. "You're still a virgin..." Spike laughed.

"I am not!" Faye yelled.

"Then why are you so damn touchy about the topic?" Spike yelled back.

A look of hurt appeared in her eyes. She turned away, trying to hide it. "I'm not a virgin, Spike... The guy who was my first..." She trailed off.

"What was his name?" Spike asked.

"Whitney..."

"He has a girls name?" Spike chuckled. He looked over at Faye to see if she had found any amusement in this... Unfortunately, she didn't.

He cleared his throat. "Do you still love him?" Spike continued when she did not.

"He'd dead, Spike." Faye's voice rose.

"That wasn't my question. My question was: DO YOU STILL LOVE HIM?" He raised his voice as well.

"Yes." Her voice came out in a whisper.

Spike felt jelousy go up his spine. "What happened? How'd he die?"

"There was a fire... No body was found, just the remains of a body... He was the only one who could've been in there. Witnesses say they saw him enter the house but never leave." Faye's voice began to tremble.

Spike sat, speachless. "Your life seriously sucks..." That was all Spike could say. He didn't know what else to. He wasn't exactly good at these types of things.

"I know." Was all Faye said back.


It was later that night. Faye was sleeping, trying to forget that morning's conversation.

It seemed like where ever she went they always had to bring that up... It always started like this:

"So are you still a virgin"

Her answer would of course be"No."

"Who was your first"

"My boyfriend..."

"What's his name"

"Whitney..."

"Are you still together"

"No..."

"Why not"

This where she would start getting annoyed. "He's dead..."

Then of course they had to ask her how...

She knew she didn't HAVE to answer these questions, but she did anyway.

No matter where she was they would always question her on this.

She woke to hear some light taps at her window. She glanced at her clock. It was 12:07 AM.

She growned then went to her window and opened it.The next thing she knew a pebble hit her square in the forhead. "What the hell" Faye shouted, her voice echoed.

She heard a light laugh from below ( her apartment is on the second floor) so she looked down to see her friend/foe, Spike.

"Thought you could use alittle cheering up" Spike lifted up a pack of beer. He had seen her leave that day. She had looked as if she had just lost her best friend so he had decided that there was no better way to forget your trouble if you drowned them in beer.

She hestitated for a second... "Come on up..." She sighed.

'This can only end badly...' Faye thought to herself


Spike listened and watched in amazement as Faye babbled on and on and as she chugged down 5 beers. Her words began more and more slurred with each gulp she took while Spike sat sipping on the same beer for an hour. The last thing

"You know, Spikey, I'm sorry 'bout everything I've d-done to you... It- No ,no, I was wrong and I'm sawy..." She let out a giggle. She stopped suddenly and looked Spike deep in his eyes. "You know, Spikey, you have the prettiest eyes I think I've ever seen..." She closed one eye and looked up at the ceiling as if she was thinking hard about some thing.

"No, no, there was Whitney" Spike's heart dropped when Faye said this. "I love Whitney. Whitney's dead! Hehe! He had the prettiest eyes I've ever seen. I love Whitney. I love you, Spike..."

Spike's eyes widened. "I uh..." Spike couldn't get anymore words out. Faye had straddled him and was moving in for a kiss. Just as their lips were about to touch Faye passed out. Her head rested on Spike's left shoulder. Spike wrapped her arms around her curvy body. He closed his eyes and it felt as if he was in a trance. He breathed in her smell of ciggerettes and vanilla. In a matter of seconds he was asleep.

That morning was a rude awakening. He awoke to find a pair of amber eyes staring down at him. "HELLLLLOOO" The little girl ('or is it boy?' thought Spike) chirped.

"I am ED! Who are you" Ed slithered up to him with Ein in her arms.

"I'm Spike..." Spike mumbled.

"Oh! You're Spike person! The one Faye-Faye was talking about in her sleep!" Ed spread her arms out and began going around pertending she was an airplane.

Spike looked to his left to see a slumbering Faye, still resting on his shoulder. Suddenly her eyes slowly slid open. Spike thought she was so beautiful in the morning. He thought that, that is, until she made a hidieous face and bolted up, hold her head.

"Ugh.. What the hell happened last night?" Moaned Faye.

"Faye-Faye and Spike-person had FUUUNNN!" Ed ran in circles as she teased her roommate.

Faye's eyes widened. "Did we?" Faye turned to Spike.

Spike smirked. He could've had so much fun with this but decided not to make her morning even worse. "No..."

"Really?" Faye sighed, relieved.

He didn't know if he should tell her about what she said and did. "Nope! Nothin' happened..." Spike thought it'd be best not to bring that up.


All that day Faye felt uneasy. Everything that had happened that night was just a blur to her but there was one thing she could remember. It was when she told Spike she loved him. She was VERY grateful for Spike for not mentioing anything that had happened. She was grateful because she was afraid of what her words would bring in to their relationship. She wasn't entirely sure if whatever would happen be good or bad.


Sorry this took so long to update. I guess I really don't have a good excuse except for I was too damn lazy to type anything.

Well... Gotta go! I'll start the next chapter now! LATER!