Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop
Summary: Spike gets drunk one night and while searching for him Faye meets Lin Cloud. Lin offers her a new job in the 'advertising' business. As things start to heat up with the boss, things between her and Spike seem to be more lusty and at the same time dangerous. What is going on with Spike and what's going on in Faye's mind?
Chapter One One Drunk Cowboy
–Faye's Point of View –
I can't believe this! That idiot Spike is out drinking again, and he didn't even offer me anything! That bastard! Why the hell is Jet making me go all the way out here to Mars to get him! Serves him right if he gets killed while he's in a drunk coma!
I pushed the throttle to its max and flew down through the atmosphere, ticked off. That was my damn bounty too! I caught that stupid jack ass by myself while Spike laid around miserable cause Julia died...
But then again...I guess it does hurt to have the love of your life dead. Spike's dead enough to me...he's only a blind shell. Too lost in the past even for me.
–Normal Point of View–
Spike threw back his head as swallowed another shot. It burned his throat and left the feeling of stale cotton in his mouth. He let out a gasp after he finished and slammed the shot glass back down on the counter.
The waiter was polishing his glass and looked up gazing at Spike, "I always welcome good business, but you sir, look like you've reached the limit."
"Just one more...one more..." Spike begged between pants.
The bartender began pouring another drink for him shaking his head, "You must've been turned loose by a goddess to make you this drunk."
"She escaped to heaven, and left me behind with no cash, no food, no life to come back to. I fell from the sky straight down to this hunk of crap we call a planet," Spike chugged his final drink and rose from his stool, leaving money on the counter, "Later."
The bartender took the money and looked up "Hey sir!" Spike turned around, a cigarette already dangling from his lips, "Be careful out there, there are wild people out there."
Spike chuckled, 'I'm the wildest of them all."
"Aw damn it Spike where are you?" Faye speed walked down the street looking for him. She'd already visited two other bars and found not him, nor any information of his whereabouts. It wasn't that hard to find a guy in a blue suit and with a green fro.
"Hey beautiful, what are you doing out here all by your self?" A drunk man asked slinging his arm around her neck.
"Yuck," Faye's face cringed as she dripped his hand off his shoulder, "I'm always alone pal."
"I can change that," the drunk man grinned groggily. Faye rolled her eyes, this man was barely able to stand. She flicked him on the noes and he fell back in a tumble.
"I'm a lone wolf, that's all I'll ever be," she shot, a hint of irritation in her voice as she took off again down the street.
"Thou are too beautiful to be a wolf, perhaps a fox instead? Secretive and all the more alluring, a beautiful fox dashes through the forest in search of something. Tell me divine creature, what are you searching for?" A man with blue hair mumbled leaning against the next bar on Faye's list.
"I'm just searching for some shit I lost," She grinned as she slowed herself to a trot of sorts, her hips swaying in front of the sober man.
He looked at her and grinned, interest in his eyes, "Perhaps I can aid you in your search?"
"Buy me a drink and we'll see how it goes," Faye replied giving a small wink as she walked inside. Free drinks with someone at least sober enough to carry a conversation. Who knows, maybe he's seen that stupid Spike.
Faye sat down at the counter, the bartender eyeing her and the blue haired man. "Get me the usual," The man replied. He was eloquent in a manly disposition. He rested his elbow on the counter as support for his chin as he looked at her, "Tell me dear fox, do you have a name?"
"Faye, Faye Valentine. Now good sir," She grinned as a shot slid to her hand, "Mind telling me yours?"
"Lin Cloud," He answered grabbing his cup, "Oh can I toast the fair lady? Cheers to...cheers to mutual strangers?"
"As long as your buying call me whatever you want," She grinned and crashed her glass against his. Faye swallowed hers in a quick gulp, but Lin remained intrigued by her radiance.
"So Faye, what do you do for a living?" Lin asked, he hadn't even begun to sip at his drink, but instead swirled the contents around as he shook the glass in a circular motion.
"My line of work isn't exciting, the pay is crap and it's not a lot when you have to share," Faye sighed aloud pitying herself.
"So you're a bounty hunter then. A dangerous line of work for a vixen like yourself," Lin smiled lightly, "Whatever got you into that messy stuff?"
"I just have a few debts," She sighed as she poured herself another drink, "What about you?"
Lin chuckled, "I work with advertising."
"Sounds real boring," Faye answered taking another drink.
"It isn't always that boring, every once in a while something interesting will come along," Lin explained finally taking a sip of his drink.
"Something interesting?" Faye raised an eyebrow. Before she could get a response however her communicator went off. She growled and flipped it on, "Yeah what do you want?"
"Faye? It's Jet. Ed finally got a lock on Spike's craft, I sent the coordinates to your ship, go get him and bring him back to the Bebop."
"Are you serious? Uhhhh..." She ran her hand over her face, "Alright I'm on it," she flipped the communicator off and stood up, "Looks like I've gotta go get my partner," she made her way towards the door.
"About the interesting advertising," Faye could suddenly feel the presence of his aroused body brush up against the back of hers, "You might just be what I'm looking for," His arm was leaning over his shoulder as he placed a business card down her shirt to the safety of her bra, "Fly carefully Miss Valentine."
"Well do, see ya," She didn't look back, but simply waved and walked out the door.
She hopped into her ship (Gees I always forget what her's is called, Hammerhead, Swordfish...) She flipped on the tracker, "What?" Faye couldn't believe her rotten luck, Spike was at the second bar she just came from. How could she have missed him? It must have been maybe a minute off. "Spiegel you better be grateful when I find you!"
Faye found Spike in the lowliest state she'd ever seen him in. "Gees Spike you're real drunk," She sighed finding him puking in a garbage can. She grabbed him by the collar and started pulling him towards the ship, "I'll tow your ship back with us, now let's go, Jet's throwing a fit you used our money, more importantly MY bounty!"
Spike couldn't reply, too green in the face and confused to care. She threw him into the ship and took her seat. A half an hour later they were back in the Bebop. Faye threw Spike onto his bed carelessly and walked into their well, main den nook, and took a seat on Spike's yellow couch.
"You found him alright?" Jet asked as he stared out the window.
"Yeah, the idiot was puking in a garbage pale."
"Is Spike-person sick Faye-person?" Ed asked with concern on her innocent face.
Faye smiled, "No Ed, Spike is just a clown."
"Yay Spike-person is funny! Right Ein?" Ed looked down at her canine companion who simply barked and wagged his stub of a tail.
"Well, I think I'm gonna go sleep for now alright Jet?" Faye asked with a yawn.
"Yeah, it's not like there were any hits lately. None worth getting," Jet replied, "Don't even think about raiding the fridge, there's nothing in it."
Faye hung her head, "Right right..." she waved a hand in dismissal to the idea.
Faye was walking to her cabin when she heard a crash from Spike's room, "Now what is the idiot doing?" She opened the door and looked inside, finding Spike sitting right up on the edge of his bed covering his eye. There was a broken glass on the floor, Faye always thought he had a hidden liquor stash somewhere in his room. "What you do now Spike?" She asked, hands on hips with her usual irritated voice.
He looked up at her, this strange glow in his eyes she hadn't seen, "Faye..."
She walked in and hit him upright the head, "You idiot, you're drunk enough, stop drinking and save that stuff for when you really need to be screwed over!"
Spike didn't react much to the slap, too intoxicated, and instead grabbed her by the forearm and tossed her onto the bed. Her back to the bed, Spike buried his head in the valley between her breasts blowing warm air on them as he did so, "Faye..."
"Spike, what the hell are you doing?" She asked, being more startled then annoyed.
He lifted his head and looked down at her, another unusual expression, a curious smirk on his face as he gazed at her. Her brilliant eyes, midnight lavender hair, everything was making Spike feel aroused. "Faye..."
"Spike get the hell off me!" She screamed trying to push him off. Of course Spike was stronger, syndicate worker, how could he not be.
She let out another growl and was about to call for Jet when Spike grabbed both her wrists. He pinned them to the bed and she was silenced as his lips brushed up against hers roughly. Faye felt something brush up against her inner thighs and felt a moan escape her mouth. Faye felt vulnerable, but at the same time she invited Spike. She had always felt something for the stupid cowboy, but he was always concerned with Julia. Spike's tongue pressed against her lips, demanding entrance into her mouth. Her lips parted and she sighed feeling him caress the slopes of her mouth.
They broke for air and Spike continued to stare at her, "Faye..."
"Yes we know my name...good thing you're so drunk...I wouldn't want you to remember this tomorrow. You'd hate me more than usual," She smirked as he released her wrists. Faye sat up and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, "Having fun Spike?" She asked seductively.
"Of course," he replied in his groggy, almost normal tone. He pushed her down onto the bed and kissed her again. He really is drunk, man we gotta cut him off. Faye shivered as his hands glided up from her abdomen to her yellow shirt. The single button freed her trapped breasts, allowing them to only be concealed by a very small black lacy bra. The business card caught his attention. His lips left hers as he pulled the card from its hiding place. He stared at the card and looked down at her, "Where'd you get a stripping business card?"
"At one of the bars while I was looking for you idiot."
"You're not going to be a stripper," He told her sternly.
"And why the hell not? This stupid ship is always without cash, I've gotta survive somehow!" She protested angry that he'd even consider telling her what to do. "If I can't tell you what to do what the hell gives you the right to boss me around?"
"You're not going to be a stripper," He repeated sternly.
Faye smirked and shrugged, "That's too bad, I could've practiced on you. I guess you'll just have to go without that pleasurable experience," she knew Spike's mind was trying to process that idea. He probably just wanted to be fucked since he hadn't been in such a long time.
He pressed his hand down on her shoulder and kissed her. His kiss was rough and filled with lust, she tried not to shiver as his erected member rubbed against her more. He slipped the card back in the cover of her bra and she smiled on the inside. Faye Valentine had done it again, wooed another moron into getting what she wanted. Spike left her mouth and ran out of the room, she listened to the sound of the faucet turn on and a toilet flush. She got up and buttoned her shirt and went to her room. She slept soundly, laughing inside the whole time.
– Spike's Point of View –
I feel like I'm dead. No, I am dead. Then why am I still breathing? Too many drinks. Damn it. A lead on a bounty...Julia
Spike opened his eyes and stared at the clock beside him, it was seven in the morning. He didn't have any memories of the night before, just as Faye was anticipating. He sat up in bed, there was a broken glass on the ground, and he was still in all his clothes from the night before. He shoved the glass aside with his foot and walked out into the hall. He grabbed the shower, somehow Faye wasn't already in it. He showered slowly, his head still pounding from the night before, "No more boos...I'll just smoke from now on."