Three... two... one...!

'We're here...' Faye thought.

'We're here...' Spike thought.

Jet already told them to get ready.

They won't be that far if something goes wrong.

And they were left.

The plan was all set.

It's now time for execution.

They're both ready, physically.

Emotionally, mentally, and psychologically – hard to tell.

Fifteen minutes ago, they've been waiting patiently and quietly.

Now, their mission starts. It's not gonna be easy, they both know, because the outcome won't depend on them individually but on their performance as a partner.

That's the kind of scene you don't see everyday specially in bebop's territory.

All their things had been packed already and someone will meet them and take them to the seminar's location.

"Things are really strange! A week-long seminar, is a stupid idea. Whoever organized it, must have a loose screw in the brain."

Faye conveyed.

"Maybe it's just another of those 'let's develop our relationship thing' after all, it's intended for married couples."

Bluntly, Spike said without any hint of annoyance in the delay of their service.

Faye starts to stomp her left foot impatiently. "This is absolutely getting on my nerves. What time will that person, Jet talked to, fetch us? We're just starting and it's already turning my eyes to fire!"

But Spike was calmer than her. He seated himself on a side street bench; rather amuse with viewing the irritated Faye.

"What are you looking at, Spike?" she retorted.

Gees she'll never change. He thought before he sighted well- polished black van approaching.

"Stop wailing. I think that's it."

He was obviously correct.

It stopped in front of them and a wide-grinning black came out from the driver's seat and greeted them.

He opened the door for them.

"I'm sorry for the delay Mr. and Mrs. Spiege. I had a little problem with this baby."

He was explaining and started narrating the whole story behind the impediment.

They were avoiding direct conversations, but were just listening to the driver.

Once or twice Faye would comment and even ask questions but Spike...

He was preoccupied with his own thoughts.

And Faye would steal a glance once in a while.

"You're a newlywed, I bet."

The black guy who introduced himself as Jack, popped out noticing the situation on hand.

Why aren't they talking to each other? He was wondering.

"Uhmm, yeah. But we're somewhat exhausted from the trek."

Spike made the answer.

Not to add a little thinking on the way.

Jet, you're a lunatic!

He took Faye's hand and covered it with his.

"Well, we're just both tired."

There was an anonymous tint in his eyes, but Faye doubted if it was for real

Damn! Why should I even think it's true.

This is all a show.

We have an operation to undertake.

It's just for that...

Intentionally, she rested her head on his chest.

"Yah."

Jack concentrated on the road.

Faye can't even see the indefinable expression on Spike's face.

It wasn't annoyance.

Nor was it anxiety.

It was just... kinda... contented?

Indescribable.

Jack dropped them by on a hotel.

They found their way to their room.

For of course, Jet already arranged that.

They'll have separate rooms.

They learned from the receptionist that the occupants of the hotel are only those attending the said seminar.

Before they could go to their own rooms, the receptionist handed them a handbook.

It says on the cover, "Cupid's Plot. A three-day seminar for married couples."

Three days?

The question came to their realization.

Did Jet made a mistake when he said it was supposed to be one week?

They had to ask.

The receptionist told them the exact length was diminished because of some maladjustment on the budgetary thing.

This changes some of their plans.

It'll be hard to figure which of the pairs around them were Cock and his partner.

"What a stupid program!"

Faye exasperatedly remarked as soon as she laid herself heavily on the bed.

Spike came inside the room and browse around before turning to her.

"It's not that dull."

He smiled at her oddly.

She threw a pillow on him.

And went straight into the bathroom after grabbing a few garments from her bag.

The feeling of her hand on mine seem as though it fits perfectly.

There's something missing now that I'm not holding it.

This is ambiguous.

I looked forward just to get a glance at the bathroom door.

I hear the shower.

She's inside.

I have to grant myself emancipation from this.

Maybe it's better if I sleep.

I laid myself heavily on the bed and drifted off.

And...what the hell?!

I see her when I close my eyes.

Her face.

And...

Gees, no more!

I need to go somewhere else.

"Uh, Faye!"

I called out.

Hurry. Please hear me.

"What spike head?" she retorted.

"I'm going for a walk."

And I left.

I don't care if she heard the last thing I said.

I really don't care.

Gotta get away.

Why is this happening to me?

Where's that dumb cowboy going?

Well, I hope he wouldn't get himself into trouble or else.

I turned the shower off when I heard him.

He said he'd go for a walk.

Why would I bother to answer?

I know he would go out anyway even if I say no.

He's just too aggravated with my presence.

That goat!

He seemed really sweet back there.

During the program he was holding my hand.

And was being kind.

He was totally different.

I finished drying myself and decided to take a walk myself.

What kind of place is this if I won't be out to check it?

Spike had been sitting on that chair, sipping coffee for almost an hour now.

He's been busy watching around and observing who would possibly be Stephen Cock.

This is really easy.

So easy I think I'll be through this after ten years!

Old Jet.

I wonder what Faye's doing right now.

Uhmm...

Maybe sleeping.

Just then he looked up and found a middle-aged man sitting in front of him.

"Huh?"

"Hey dude! What are you doing here alone?"

The man was friendly.

Maybe a conversation with a sane person would make me sane too.

The man let a hand and said, "I'm Wayne. I'm attending the Cupid's Plot."

He shook hands with Wayne.

Finally!

My favorite bounty hunter, Spike Spiege.

I bet he's after me.

Hah!

He smirked.

He's after me.

With that, he laughed devilishly to himself.

And he found himself enjoying the time with his captor.

We'll see about that.

Count on your luck.

You'll need it, boy!

Hey folks!

Gomen for delayed updates. I'm really busy.

But I appreciate all the readers and their reviews.

Thanks a bunch!

Gotta go. I still have a class to catch. The next chapters (I mean chapterS) will be more exciting.

The fun's just starting.

Tsuzuku...