I DON'T OWN COWBOY BEBOP
Faye walked down the snowing streets of Uranus and hunched over trying to protect herself from the cold. She kept her eyes down and shoved her hands into her pilots' jacket. She walked all the way to the Blackbird bar on the other side of town. From what she knew this was the only other place on Uranus that played jazz, the other one named Silver Tiger had gone out of business and no body was there.
She checked to make sure that her guns were secure and that she had easy access to them in case she ran into some Syndicate members. Uranus had the second biggest head quarters for the Red Dragons, now the largest considering that Spike had helped destroy the one that was on Mars.
Faye carefully walked into the bar and sat down at a table all the way in one of the corners. She was hidden in the dark and relaxed. She stared at the stage on the other side of the room and her breath caught. Not because she had seen Gren but because he looked so beautiful sitting there playing his sax. Faye sat and listened and even ordered a few drinks. She was in such a good mood that she even started clapping. But the happy moment didn't last cause somebody came to interrupt her with a note. She stared at the man but he ignored her and kept walking on. Curiously she picked it up and opened it. Inside of it was a picture of Gren and it had been ripped to pieces. Faye shook her head people just never learned did they.
It was closing time and Faye was the only customer left. She got up from the chair and stretched grabbing her jacket in the process. Gren's back was turned and she snuck up behind him. As if sensing somebody she saw him stiffen and smiled. She put her mouth up to his ear and whispered.
"Take care Mr. Saxophone."
"Faye Valentine you finally found me."
"Yep smart guy and finding you was a hell of a lotta trouble. You know I could just turn you into the ISSP or the Syndicate considering that you do still have a bounty on your head. Not a big one but still a bounty."
"Isn't that the same with you?"
Faye's mouth dropped open. Since she started paying off her debts supposedly she didn't have a bounty anymore. But if what Gren said was true her entire world would freeze over.
"You left me just like that son of a bitch did. You left me alone just like Spike," she said surprised that she was more angry than happy.
"I didn't leave you on purpose Faye. I had to do what I did."
"Liar. I thought you said I was your fairy."
"You are Faye and so is Julia."
Faye rolled her eyes. Everything was always about fucking Julia. Julia this, and Julia that it was really starting to piss her off. It started to piss her off a long fucking time ago.
Faye tensed and dragged Gren down to the ground. The windows exploded and Faye covered her head with her hands. Gren stared at her as she took out the Hackler and the Glock. Bullets started flying everywhere and Faye bounced up and ran around to the other side of the bar where all the hard liquors where. She found the bar tender bleeding and took her pulse. She cursed under her breath and started looking for some whiskey or vodka. Irish whiskey precisely. She found a bottle and ripped the tab off with her teeth. She stopped to look at Gren who was holding his side. She saw the blood and handed him both of her guns.
"Are you fucking crazy Faye? What the hell are you going to fight with?"
"Yeah I guess you can say that. Here hold this. Gimme that napkin over there." She said showing him everything. He stopped midway to shoot somebody that was coming from around the side of the bar. Faye doused the bar with the whiskey careful not to get shot. She took out her lighter and touched the soaked wood. Immediately it lit up and she jumped up with joy. Before she could stop herself she slipped and landed on top of Gren who was shooting some body.
"Faye darling this isn't the right place or the right time."
"I thought you said you weren't interested in women Mr. Saxophone?"
"Maybe I am or maybe I'm not."
The shots stopped briefly and that's when Faye got up and grabbed the bottle of whiskey. She put it in her pocket and grabbed Gren's hand pulling him back out through the alley way. There they encountered two guns heavily armed. Gren was able to take down the first one and that's when he ran out of bullets. Faye remembered the whiskey and grabbed it out taking a big swig and keeping it in her mouth. She pulled out her lighter and walked closer to the other guy who fired off a shot hitting her arm. She grimaced in pain and finally did what she was planning to do. The guy burned to death after she had squirted the liquor out of her mouth and on to the flame causing it to go forward like a fire gun. She wiped her mouth with her good hand and looked back at Gren. For some crazy reason he still had his saxophone case. Faye had thought that he had left it inside the bar or that it would have at least been burnt by now.
"I suppose this is the part were you take my hand and we run like fucking hell?"
Not bothering to listen to her he grabbed her hand and started running, which reminded Faye of the first time that she had run with him. Funny it was almost the same situation.
Stopping in front of an old apartment building Faye caught her breath and stared daggers at the man and pointed an accusing finger at him.
"Damn you Gren this is ALL YOUR fault."
"Actually I don't know if it's because we've finally found each other or what it is but---"
"Just stop it ok?"
Gren started for the apartment building and Faye watched him go in. This was like reliving that damned dream from the past. That fucking dream that had destroyed practically her entire life.
She followed Gren slowly inside and stopped outside his apartment door. She hesitantly walked in and stared at the room. Just like it was back on Callisto. The walls, the pictures, and the piano. The Baby Grand piano. Faye had never noticed that before his piano was a baby grand and they only had made those on Earth.
"Come in sit down."
Faye took off her jacket and placed it on the coat hanger. She sat down on the couch and watched Gren. It seemed that so long ago she had just met him and yet now she was looking at him.
"So Faye what have you been up to?" Gren asked sitting down next to her.
"Nothing much trying to do everything in reverse I guess," she answered not looking at him.
"Why are you crying Faye?"
"I'm not crying," she said trying to suppress the sobs.
She felt her chin being lifted but she wouldn't look him in the eye. She wouldn't.
"Please look at me Faye."
Slowly she brought her eyes up to him and he smiled down at her and wiped away her tears. Before she could stop herself Faye was caught in the spell of his eyes and she leaned in softly touching his lips with her own. He didn't respond at first but then started to kiss her back slowly. He held her closer and she ran her hands through his hair. She pulled away and then opened her eyes slowly to stare at him.
"I've missed you so much Gren."
"Yeah I know. I've missed you a lot too."
Faye walked down the snowing streets of Uranus and hunched over trying to protect herself from the cold. She kept her eyes down and shoved her hands into her pilots' jacket. She walked all the way to the Blackbird bar on the other side of town. From what she knew this was the only other place on Uranus that played jazz, the other one named Silver Tiger had gone out of business and no body was there.
She checked to make sure that her guns were secure and that she had easy access to them in case she ran into some Syndicate members. Uranus had the second biggest head quarters for the Red Dragons, now the largest considering that Spike had helped destroy the one that was on Mars.
Faye carefully walked into the bar and sat down at a table all the way in one of the corners. She was hidden in the dark and relaxed. She stared at the stage on the other side of the room and her breath caught. Not because she had seen Gren but because he looked so beautiful sitting there playing his sax. Faye sat and listened and even ordered a few drinks. She was in such a good mood that she even started clapping. But the happy moment didn't last cause somebody came to interrupt her with a note. She stared at the man but he ignored her and kept walking on. Curiously she picked it up and opened it. Inside of it was a picture of Gren and it had been ripped to pieces. Faye shook her head people just never learned did they.
It was closing time and Faye was the only customer left. She got up from the chair and stretched grabbing her jacket in the process. Gren's back was turned and she snuck up behind him. As if sensing somebody she saw him stiffen and smiled. She put her mouth up to his ear and whispered.
"Take care Mr. Saxophone."
"Faye Valentine you finally found me."
"Yep smart guy and finding you was a hell of a lotta trouble. You know I could just turn you into the ISSP or the Syndicate considering that you do still have a bounty on your head. Not a big one but still a bounty."
"Isn't that the same with you?"
Faye's mouth dropped open. Since she started paying off her debts supposedly she didn't have a bounty anymore. But if what Gren said was true her entire world would freeze over.
"You left me just like that son of a bitch did. You left me alone just like Spike," she said surprised that she was more angry than happy.
"I didn't leave you on purpose Faye. I had to do what I did."
"Liar. I thought you said I was your fairy."
"You are Faye and so is Julia."
Faye rolled her eyes. Everything was always about fucking Julia. Julia this, and Julia that it was really starting to piss her off. It started to piss her off a long fucking time ago.
Faye tensed and dragged Gren down to the ground. The windows exploded and Faye covered her head with her hands. Gren stared at her as she took out the Hackler and the Glock. Bullets started flying everywhere and Faye bounced up and ran around to the other side of the bar where all the hard liquors where. She found the bar tender bleeding and took her pulse. She cursed under her breath and started looking for some whiskey or vodka. Irish whiskey precisely. She found a bottle and ripped the tab off with her teeth. She stopped to look at Gren who was holding his side. She saw the blood and handed him both of her guns.
"Are you fucking crazy Faye? What the hell are you going to fight with?"
"Yeah I guess you can say that. Here hold this. Gimme that napkin over there." She said showing him everything. He stopped midway to shoot somebody that was coming from around the side of the bar. Faye doused the bar with the whiskey careful not to get shot. She took out her lighter and touched the soaked wood. Immediately it lit up and she jumped up with joy. Before she could stop herself she slipped and landed on top of Gren who was shooting some body.
"Faye darling this isn't the right place or the right time."
"I thought you said you weren't interested in women Mr. Saxophone?"
"Maybe I am or maybe I'm not."
The shots stopped briefly and that's when Faye got up and grabbed the bottle of whiskey. She put it in her pocket and grabbed Gren's hand pulling him back out through the alley way. There they encountered two guns heavily armed. Gren was able to take down the first one and that's when he ran out of bullets. Faye remembered the whiskey and grabbed it out taking a big swig and keeping it in her mouth. She pulled out her lighter and walked closer to the other guy who fired off a shot hitting her arm. She grimaced in pain and finally did what she was planning to do. The guy burned to death after she had squirted the liquor out of her mouth and on to the flame causing it to go forward like a fire gun. She wiped her mouth with her good hand and looked back at Gren. For some crazy reason he still had his saxophone case. Faye had thought that he had left it inside the bar or that it would have at least been burnt by now.
"I suppose this is the part were you take my hand and we run like fucking hell?"
Not bothering to listen to her he grabbed her hand and started running, which reminded Faye of the first time that she had run with him. Funny it was almost the same situation.
Stopping in front of an old apartment building Faye caught her breath and stared daggers at the man and pointed an accusing finger at him.
"Damn you Gren this is ALL YOUR fault."
"Actually I don't know if it's because we've finally found each other or what it is but---"
"Just stop it ok?"
Gren started for the apartment building and Faye watched him go in. This was like reliving that damned dream from the past. That fucking dream that had destroyed practically her entire life.
She followed Gren slowly inside and stopped outside his apartment door. She hesitantly walked in and stared at the room. Just like it was back on Callisto. The walls, the pictures, and the piano. The Baby Grand piano. Faye had never noticed that before his piano was a baby grand and they only had made those on Earth.
"Come in sit down."
Faye took off her jacket and placed it on the coat hanger. She sat down on the couch and watched Gren. It seemed that so long ago she had just met him and yet now she was looking at him.
"So Faye what have you been up to?" Gren asked sitting down next to her.
"Nothing much trying to do everything in reverse I guess," she answered not looking at him.
"Why are you crying Faye?"
"I'm not crying," she said trying to suppress the sobs.
She felt her chin being lifted but she wouldn't look him in the eye. She wouldn't.
"Please look at me Faye."
Slowly she brought her eyes up to him and he smiled down at her and wiped away her tears. Before she could stop herself Faye was caught in the spell of his eyes and she leaned in softly touching his lips with her own. He didn't respond at first but then started to kiss her back slowly. He held her closer and she ran her hands through his hair. She pulled away and then opened her eyes slowly to stare at him.
"I've missed you so much Gren."
"Yeah I know. I've missed you a lot too."