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Chapter 2
Vicious groaned as he woke up to a very sore body. He attempted to get up, but after several days from sleeping on the floor he acquired a stiff back and neck.
"Where the hell am I?" he muttered as he looked around the apartment. The living room in where he lay was sparsely furnished with only the things that were necessary were there, such as a sofa, coffee table, and a T.V. The carpet was cream white with a smooth velvety feeling to it. 'And I thought this person would at least be nice enough and put me on the sofa or something so I won't end up feeling as crappy as I do now,' he thought.
Vicious tried to turn around but couldn't to see what was behind him, but from what his other senses can tell him, he could smell the aroma of food in back of him. He felt a grumble in his stomach as the smell filled his nose. 'Damn, wonder how long I have been sleeping. I feel like I haven't eaten for weeks,' he wondered as his stomach began to grumble again.
At first, Vicious thought it was raining, but he realized that someone was in the shower when there was a sudden stop to the pitter patter. Then he heard the opening of a door followed by soft footsteps walking towards him. Vicious immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be in deep slumber.
Faye shoved Vicious light and said, "Hey wake up already. You have been sleeping for days already." Seeing no reaction from Vicious, she shoved him much harder this time and yelled, "WAKE UP!"
Vicious slowly opened his eyes to find a beautiful lady sitting by him. She was only wearing a robe loosely put on her which showed a fair amount of cleavage. Her hair was purple barely brushing on her shoulders. The women in front of him have big green eyes shining like two jewels with softly shaped eyebrows accentuating those stunning eyes. Her lip was as captivating as her eyes; it was full and luscious looking as soft as a pillow does. She was a beautiful site indeed.
Fay noticed Vicious was gazing at her as she saw his eyes roaming over her body. Faye smirked, "Men…they're so obvious."
"What's up with that smile on your face?" Vicious asked when he finally noticed the smirk on her face.
Faye broke off from her thoughts and looked Vicious in the eyes. They were a deep blue. Just like the ocean, his feelings were settled somewhere deep in the bottom where no one can find them. His eyes matched the rest of the features on his face being cold and hard. There were no soft lines on his face; his face was all angles. He had prominent cheekbones jutting out making his face look very masculine and ruthless. His lip was a thin line that showed no hint of a smile.
"What are you looking at?" Vicious questioned.
"At how messed up you look right now," she answered diverting her eyes to somewhere else. 'Blech, I shouldn't be looking at him like that. He's Vicious! He is called Vicious for a reason!' her mind screamed at her for checking Vicious out.
"Come on Vicious. Get up and let's eat breakfast," she said.
"How do you know my name? Who are you?" Vicious asked slightly puzzled from her knowledge of his name. 'Do I know her?' he wondered, 'She looks familiar, but I can't quite put my fingers where I've seen her.'
Faye arched her eyebrows, amused by Vicious' question. 'Wait…he doesn't recognize me?! Heh… even better. Now I don't have to worry about my life as I try to help him get better. As soon as he can walk normally again, I'll kick him out, and he'll never know that I was a member of the Bebop and Spike's friend,' she thought, 'Maybe I could even swindle a good fortune from him before I kick him out.'
"Umm…I heard the guys that left you in the alley called you Vicious," she lied..
"Oh, I see," he said. Not wanting to talk anymore he tried to get up but fell back onto the carpet. Faye placed her hand on his elbow and got a good grip of it. She led him to the dining table next to the kitchen so he can eat.
"Thanks," he muttered as Faye placed her plate of food in front of him and went into her room. Several minutes later, she came out with a pair of dark denim jeans and a black halter top wrapped tightly around chest leaving no imagination to the eyes. She walked into the kitchen to get some coffee for Vicious and herself.
'Nice rack,' Vicious thought as he watched her walk to the kitchen.
Seeing that Faye wasn't going to eat with him but instead at the coffee maker drinking her cup of coffee, he asked, "You're not going to eat?"
"Nope, I'm in a hurry today, got to go run a few errands before work today," she said. She placed her emptied cup into the sink and walked to Vicious and handed him the other cup of coffee. Vicious brushed his hands on hers as he took the cup of coffee from her giving the both of them an electrifying sensation. The touch was so sensational for both of them that they both stopped whatever they were doing. Then Vicious broke into motion again as he placed the cup on the table and started eating again. Faye stood there for several more seconds and then walked to the kitchen counter to get her bag.
"By the way, you smell like shit. Go take a bath or something," she said as she pinched her nose with her fingers walking past him to the door to put on her heels.
"Hmm…if I smell so bad, maybe you should've helped me take a bath. I wouldn't have mind," he said as he gave her a sly smile.
Faye pretended that she didn't hear the comment and left the apartment with her cheeks flushed. Her cheeks were burning from the comment.
"Damn you," she muttered and left the building.
Not missing the site of Faye's flustered face, Vicious smiled inwardly.
"It's going to be a great day today," he said to himself as he finished his breakfast.
A/N: What do you think? I think Faye should have given him a bath…hehehe…it's not like he'll find out!
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