Title: Blue Until Black

Author: The-Infamous-Bounty-Hunter

Summary:And it's not my fault that these people are lying at my feet dead. And it's not my fault that I had an affair with my ex- lover's best friend. And it's not my fault that he left me, and that I'm a murder who's just trying to get a bounty on her head, so a stupid fro headed bounty hunter can come and find me. No it's not my fault at all. AU, SxF.

AN: I'm sorry for the late updates...I just got back from a week in Puerto Rico, and two weeks in Orlando. Orlando sucked ass. Anyways, I haven't been to Puerto Rico for ten years, and it was great to be back in my homeland. Thanks to all the many people that replied, their names will be mentioned in the Reviews/Thank you comments.

AnimationWickedRaven: Thanks! You know, you were my first reviewer for this story, and that's why this is dedicated to you. I hope you keep on reviewing like an awesome person, and rock on!

Miu: Thank you! I hope this chapter is up to your standard. By that, I mean your standardgreat! So, I hope you stick around for this chapter!

gothik chicka877: The Colorado People thing was something way from the norm. It's to keep ya guessing! I do mean what I said, really. I can tell that's you're a rocking person, with an awesome personality!

anime89: I updated as fast as I could. I'm sorry if it was a late update! Thanks for your review!

ales: Thanks for the comment. I'm really pleased that you think the story is interesting. At first I thought nobody would like the plot becuase it's been done so many times over...But eleven reviews is a lot for 2 chapters! Thanks!

Kendra Luehr: Lol! I know you don't like Jet that much, but I needed him for the story, lol. Anyways, tonight is Monday, and I got on at 12:30, and you weren't on:(! Hopefully tomorrow or Wensday you'll be on, and we can do the 3rd chapter of COMPETING WITH MS. PERFECT! (Product Placement) I know that Jet would be the one being a buffoon in love, but what I got from the relationship of Jet and Alisa, he seemed like the strong one, and she the weak one. I'm not telling you if Spike will win, I'm thinking of making this story a sad ending in the end. You guys just have to vote for a happy ending or a sad ending.

I wanna tell everybody here, reading this story right now, to review. I honestly want to make this my best fiction ever, and if you can review, then you'll have part in doing so. But anyways, you guys reading this story should check out Kendra Luehr's and I's fan fiction, Competing With Ms. Perfect. We really want to please you guys with that one, so if you can review and tell us your opinions and comments to make the story better. That's all for now.

Note: The thing about Ed in here, may disgust you. If you don't like Spike/Ed, then I guess you can ignore it, and skip over to the fluffy Spike/Faye moment that I'm going to have in the story. Ed, in this story, is 26 years old. So, she's perfectly legal.

Chapter Three: Give 'Em Hell, Kid.

I don't love. It's something that Faye Valentine never does. But...they got under my skin. I want to kill Spike Spiegel, but I love him...something I'm not supposed to do.

But I want to see him again. He's like a drug, a negative high that makes you feel like your walking on sunshine. I'm addicted to Spike Spiegel and his stupid fucking afro.

And that's why I kill. I kill for him. I blow those cheap sluts' head's off, to show myself that I am not like them.

Just to show myself.

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Faye tapped her foot impatiently, and sighed. Where the hell was this damn Spike Spiegel! Jet had told her that he wanted her to meet his best friend. So, the two talked over the phone and set up a little appointment. She had to admit, his voice was quite charming over the phone, and she couldn't help feeling shy...

A tap on the shoulder brought her out of her reverie, and she looked up, suprised. "Are you Faye Valentine?" Faye blinked, and gasped. The guy talking to her, looked like an absolute loser! Faye nodded, still dumbfounded, and he sat down across from her.

"Sorry for being late, I had an "appointment" with my girlfriend, Ed." Spike Spiegel grinned at her wolfishly, and she scowled at him in disgust. His suit was ruffled, his hair was an absolute mess. "Is your hair always like that, or did it get messed up with your little fuck time?" Faye asked icily, still pissed that he blew her off to fuck.

"Well, Kitty has some claws. And my 'fro, is always like this. Deal with it, wench." Spike snorted, and leaned back on his chair. Spike didn't know what Jet saw in her, but thought that she was beautiful. Her firery emerald orbs narrowed when she saw he was staring at him.

"What, fuzzball?" She asked, and put her head on her hand. She sighed. She had no idea on how Jet talked her into this. But when she stared into his eyes like that, she just couldn't say no. "Well, since we're not getting anything done, I'll be leaving." Faye gathered her purse, and stood up from the table.

"Wait! You can't leave! I have to take you out on a date." Seeing Faye's shocked expression, he smiled and motioned for her to sit down. She did, still in shock of his suggestion. "What I meant, was that I take out Jet's girlfriend to check if she's good for him. If I approve, Jet'll date her to his little heart's content. If I don't approve, he'll dump the girl, and find a new chick."

"I do not have to go out with a lunkhead, to find out if I'm good enough for Jet! Nor, will I, because then I would be commiting an infedelity! So shove it, fuzzy!" Faye hit the table with her fist, in a frenzied rage. Spike smiled at her, and pulled out his Comminucator.

"Well, I'll just call Jet here, and tell him how horrible you are. Tonight, expect a phone call from Jet. He'll tell you he's breaking up with you." Spike grinned and punched in Jet's number.

Faye nibbled on her finger. He was bluffing...wasn't he? Faye's hand darted over to the communicator, and she shut it off. "Ok! I'll do it..Just how many girls have passed the "Spike Spiegel test"?" SHe asked, nervous of his answer.

Spike waggled a finger in her face, and chuckled. "Not a single one."

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Alright, so she had to admit, he had her pinned. Literally.

"Spike! Move your fat ass legs off of me! It's a really akward position!" Faye moaned, and struggled to stay up. Spike's legs were slightly leaning on her back, and she didn't like the way his head was leaning towards her butt. "C'mon, Faye, you know you want to give up. You suck at Twister!" He teased, slightly ducking his head when the expected slap came.

"You basta-AHHH!" Faye tumbled to the ground, and let out an 'omph' when Spike fell on top of her. Spike started laughing at her dazed expression. "Umm...do you want to get off me?" She asked, after her head cleared.

Spike got up in a flash, whistling nonchalantly. "Hey, does Ed know you go on dates with Jet's girlfriends?" Faye asked, cocking her head to the side cutely. She pivoted on one leg, and stared at him, unblinking.

"What Ed doesn't know, won't hurt her." Spike chuckled nervously, and scratched the back of his head.

Faye glared. Yes, it had been an akward day.

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That's the end of Chapter Three. I'm pretty tired, and I'm closing up shop for the night. The rest of the "date" will be in Chapter Four, where I'll let you make the decisions for their "date." I want you guys to tell me what you want them to do on it, ok? You can choose anything, like, Dinner/Movies, Lemon Scene, Meeting Ed, and other stuff.

So tell me in your review! Love ya's! (Sorry For The Bad Grammer, Spelling, And Shortness.) !