The Love of An Outcast
By InuYoukaiNeesan7
Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop or any of the characters in any way... DARN!
OH! THANX TO ALL REVIEWERS! I'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!MAJOR WRITERS BLOCK!
Chapter 6: 'Cause bad guys have Lives too
Vicious, after getting his beating from Spike, decided once and for all he wanted to make Faye Valentine his. Now, he didn't want her just because she was beautiful, he wanted her because he knew Spike did too.
Vicious sat up in his bed. He looked at the naked form of Julia that slept at his side. He didn't know what it was that made him want everything that Spike had. That made him want things that were not his to own.
Julia's even breathing calmed his thoughts. He didn't love her. He could never love her. He just wanted her, just as long as Spike did. He flinched. He didn't realize till now what a brilliant taste the torturing of Spike had. Vicious loved the feeling he got when he knew he was making Spike miserable. It discusted him. He disctusted himself for being so heartless. In some sense it was adictive. No matter how hard he tried the craving kept coming back. It was like a haunting nightmare that returned again and again to make his life seem animated in such a way he could barely understand it himself.
Julia's eyes suddenly fluttered open. When her eyes came into focus she smiled at Vicious. She stood up, showing off the curves of her body, threw her arms around his neck, and rested her cheek on his firm chest. "I love you..." She whispered.
"Love you too..." Vicious whispered back.
Things seemed so right in Julia's eyes but in reality their relationship was crumbling right before her.
After breakfast Vicious told Julia he was going out. She just nodded as she looked out the window, smoking a cigerette, wraped in a white sheet.
Vicious drove his fancey car around and around. He did this when he wanted time to think. He thought about plenty of things. Things like what he would do that day, things at school, and certain things that were happening in the political world. He wasn't terrorizing Spike or thinking up ways to ruin his life 24/7. Bad guys have lives too...
You know...Vicious didn't really consider himslef a "bad guy". I mean it's not like he woke up one day and realized: "Gee, you know, if this was a story I'd be the bad guy!" Think about it... Are there any bad guys who really stop and think about it? Who will realize they're the villian? No... Most likely not... Look back in history, did any of those people who killed millions ever stop and think it through? No. They made up dumb excuses for taking another human being's life. No one ever has the right to take another person's life.
Vicious remembered the days of his child hood. Sure, those days weren't exactly heaven but he still wished he could go back to stop himself from making any dumb decisions. He wished he could go back and stop himself from meeting Spike Speigal. Spike was the one thing that brought out the worst in him.
Vicious was driving by an alley way when all of the sudden he came upon Spike who was walking home from Faye's. A sleek smirk played on Vicious's lips as he pulled over. He turned off the engine and and casually stepped out of the car into the alley
"Hello, Spike..." Vicious said in a low hiss.
"Come for another beating?" Spike tried to smile at his own cocky comment but found he couldn't. He couldn't because just the presence of this guy made his skin crawl.
"How's Faye? She getting lonely?" Vicious counter-acted.
"You shut up!" Spike yelled.
"I took your girl last time and I'll take your new girl too..."
"HEY! You stay away- Wait! Faye's not my girl!" Spike looked at his feet. The moments of the other night replayed in his mind.
"Oh... So you have no feelings toward Ms.Valentine?" Vicious smiled incredulously.
Spike grunted, not knowing if there was a right and wrong answer to that one.
"So, you wouldn't mind if I got friendly with her?"
Spike swollowed hard. He'd rather die than see Faye in his arms like he had to see Julia. "You can't!" Spike shouted.
"So you do like her then? You're over Julia?" The question went over and over in his head.
'Am I over Julia?' Spike thought. The answer was, of course, no. He couldn't imagine not being in love with her.
"Are you?" Vicious persisted.
"Wait... If you got friendly with Faye?" Spike stopped. "What about Julia?"
"Oh, I'm done with her. I want a new toy." Vicious grinned.
That was it. Spike had had it again. He swung at Vicious. Vicious, with grace, grabed Spike's hand and pinned it behind his back.
"That Faye... Mmm... I would like a taste of her..." Vicious whispered in Spike's ear.
Spike growled. He struggled for a moment but stopped after he soon realized it was no use.
"You touch her you die..." Spike whispered through his gritted teeth.
"Well, Spike it doesn't look like you're in any position to make any threats..." Vicious twisted Spike's arm even more, making him yell out in pain.
"HEY!" A voice yelled from behind them.
Vicious looked over his shoulder to see Faye with her arms loaded up with groceries. He also noticed a strange looking kid hiding behind her.
"Well... Hello there Faye." Vicious smiled.
"Faye?" Spike tried to look but the strain on his arm forced him to look straight forward.
"Ed... Take these to the apartment. I'll be back soon." Faye handed the bags over to Ed, then focused her attention on Vicious and Spike.
"Let him go..." Faye said.
"What will you give me?" Vicious smirked.
"I can take him! I'm perfectly fine!" Spike shouted. He was imbaressed that Faye had to come at that very moment. The one that made him look like he was weak.
"Nothing..." Faye kept the same calm tone. "I'll give you nothing. Just let him go."
"I'm afraid it doesn't work that way." Vicious spat back.
"Faye! You said you could take him just take him down!" Spike urdged.
Faye hesitated. She didn't want to have to resort to violence. She put her hand in a fist and took a step forward in there direction but stopped when Vicious pulled a gun out from his coat pocket.
Vicious's mind raced. He didn't know what he was doing. He told himself to put the gun down and walk away but that part of him, the part that had a taste for danger, nudged him forward.
Vicious hit Spike in the head with the gun and forced him on the ground. He released his arm and started kicking Spike in the side. Then Vicious pinned Spike to the ground.
"STOP!" Faye screamed. "What do you want?"
"You..." Vicious answered.
"Yeah right..." Spike whispered. Sure, he was hurt but he had to make at least one more sarcastic remark.
"Okay...Okay... Just let him go..." Faye breathed.
"What!" Spike yelled, trying to turn around but was forced back into the position he was before.
Vicious eyed Faye suspiciously. It was too easy. WAY too easy.
Vicious kicked Spike in the stomach one more time, making him gasp for breath. "Come over here..." Vicious waved her over toward his car using the hand that held the gun.
As Faye walked over Vicious rolled Spike over to the side, out of the way. When Faye approached he slid a hand around her waste. She put her hand behind his head as they inched forward, getting ready to kiss. Spike's blood boiled with fury.
Suddenly Faye used the hand she had behind Vicious's head to ram it into the side of his car. Vicious fellto the ground, outcold.
"He'll be out for a while..." Faye smirked as she helped Spike up. "Come on...Lets go back to my house...AGAIN..."
Spike groaned in agony as he and Faye slowly made their way to her apartment.
"OW!" Spike yelled as Faye roughly put a frozen steak to Spike's bruised head.
"Oh YEAH! Look at me I'm Spike! I can take Vicious, Faye! I'm such a bad-ass!" Faye said in a weird voice, trying to sound like Spike.
Spike rolled his eyes. "I never said that! Tell me, did I ever say anything like that?" Spike said in his defence.
"No, but your stubborness and idiocy spells it out all the time." Faye shot right back at him. "God! You never should have tried to fight him...He really messed you up bad.." Faye continued with almost a chuckle.
"OW! Damnit, Faye, could you be at least a little gentle!" Spike whined when Faye began pressing a wet cloth to his bruised side.
"Alright! Alright! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, okay?" Faye began massage his neck. He let out a moan.
"That feels sooo damn good!" Spike let his body relax.
"Well... I mean...Vicious really kicked your ass back there. It's the least I could do" Faye blushed to herself. All she had to do was touch the lunkhead and she'd be like a little school girl! She thought she was starting to loose it.
"Whatever..." Spike whispered. He wasn't even listening.
Faye grinned evily. "I mean, I could kick your ass!" Spike still said nothing so she continued. "You're such a weakling compared to Vicious!"
"Mmm Hmm..." Spike grunted with his eyes closed.
"Well then, maybe I should just be his girlfriend... He is sooo much stronger than you! He's cute too and-"
Spike caught her hand suddenly, making her trail off. That Spike heard. He turned to face her. Their faces were a centimeter apart. The phone started to ring but neither one heard it...They were too focused on each other's eyes.
Their lips barely touched each other's when in came Ed, jumping up and down and screaming. "Telephone, telephone for Spike-person! It's JET! Someone named jet-jet-jet-jet!" Ed raced around the room with her arms spread. "I'm a jet vooooooom!"
They had jolted away right when Ed had opened the door. "You can use the cordless in the kitchen... IT'll be a bit more private in there..." Faye eyed Ed.
As soon as Spike left the room Faye pounced on Ed and pinned her to the ground. "Do you realize what you have done!" Faye yelled with a really annoyed look on her face.
Vicious had woken up and drove himselk home. He rubbed his forehead as he entered his home. Julia sat on the couch, watching T.V.
"Where have you been?" Julia asked without looking up. "It's been a long..." She stopped when she saw Vicious's head. "Oh my God!" Julia stood up and rushed over to him.
"I got in a fight...That's all.." Vicious protested.
"Was it with...Spike?" Julia whispered. "You know I hate it when you two fight."
"No...It was someone you don't know who gave me this bump..." Vicious said bitterly.
"Here. Lemme put some ice on it." Julia said, reachng into the freezer.
"No. No. I'm fine!" Vicious continued to protest.
"Are you sure?" Julia asked.
"Yeah..." Vicious rubbed the throbbing knot located in the middle of his forehead.
"Good...I wanted to take us to the movies tonight...You up for it?" Julia had fixed herslef up for it. He could tell. She was wearing a nice outfit, perfume, and makeup.
"Yeah. I'll go." Vicious remarked. He felt bad about all this so he decided to make her happy.
"Great! I'll be right back and we'll go!" Julia head toward their room.
Vicious could have stayed there all night and thought up a way to get back at them. A way to get Faye away from Spike. But no. He was going to the movies that evening with his girlfriend. Why? 'Cause bad guys have lives too...
Author's Note:
HEY! What up people? Sorry this took so DAMN long to write but I had a MAJOR case of writers block! Seriously! I sat in this chair for an hour and NOTHIN! I"m sorry! Well... I already know what I'm putting in the next chapter so it shouldn't take as long as this one did! Buh-bye!
