Author's Notes: I do not own CB! Damn...
Spike walked toward Jet's bonsai tree room just to see if the old man was there or not. As he reached the door he heard the sound of water spraying, then it turning off and some clipping sounds, 'Yeah, he's in there alright.' Spike thought so himself.
He began to walk in when he was stopped by Jet, "What do you want?"
Spike ran a hand through his hair and sighed, "I don't know really..." he answered as he walked over to where Jet was and sat down next to him.
Jet looked over at him curiously, "Are we both talking about the same thing?" he asked him as he turned his attention back to his precious bonsai trees. Spike seemed a little dazed and confused as he stared up at the ceiling with his legs crossed.
"I don't believe so," he answered Jet as he began to pull out a cigarette.
"No way hozay, not in here. Let's go outside and do some talking," Jet said as he put his clippers down and began to walk out the door, "You coming?"
Spike looked to his side and lazily got up and followed Jet out of the Bebop. They passed Faye but she was sleeping on the cough, 'She actually listened to me...' Spike thought to himself as he took a side-glance over to where she asleep, he could hear her soft breathing as they walked on by her.
As they made their way out of the Bebop, Jet pulled out a cigarette of his own and lit it, offering a light to Spike who declined and lit his own with his Zippo. Both of them took a long drag off their cigarettes, filling their lungs with harmful toxins, and they both blew out stream so smoke.
Jet broke the silence, "So what's on your mind? You and Faye both seem a little...weird whenever you two are around one another." Jet said as he took another drag.
Spike was not really surprised by the question. Him and Faye had made it very obvious that something was indeed wrong and Jet of course noticed it in an instant. "I don't know, sometimes I think I should just forget about everything that has happened with Vicious, the syndicate and Julia..." Spike said as he bowed his head a little.
Jet looked over at his comrade, his friend...He knew what it was like to try to forget things. Sometimes you don't want to, but usually it's for the best to put your foot forward and move on instead of walking backwards. Jet finished off his cigarette, dropped it and his heel put it out. "I don't know, I haven't gone through what you have when you were a syndicate member, but I have went through the love and pain of betrayal. And you should just walk away from it, it's better off in the past that's where it belongs..." he said but his mind spoke on, 'you don't notice the few good things you have in front of you now because you are so blinded by the past. Faye is probably one of the most precious things you could have right now Spike...'
As if Spike had heard what Jet's mind spoke he looked over at Jet and said, "I guess I don't appreciate the things I have right in front of me anymore," he smiled coolly as he dropped his cigarette and turned around and left. Jet walked over to the cigarette and put it out, shaking his head he mumbled "Kids..." and followed Spike into the Bebop.
Spike continued to walk in and stopped at where Faye was still asleep; Jet walked passed him and eyed him curiously. Jet's mind spoke, 'Day after day he keeps getting more and more confusing, I swear...or else I'm getting older and more stupid...' and he walked to his bonsai room.
Spike walked around to where Faye was asleep and sat down on the table in front of her. His hand reached out to touch her cheek but he pulled it away, he couldn't become too emotional with her. It wasn't like him to show such an emotion towards Faye, she was Faye, the shrew, the whiney bitch, Poker Alice, the gambler who threw all of her money away so easily just to have some fun.
A small smiled played on his lips, maybe that's why he felt he was becoming so attracted to her, I mean he was always attracted to her physically but he had seen sides of Faye that he had never seen before. He had heard her cry 3 times and only saw it twice, he never in his wildest dreams thought he'd ever see Faye Valentine cry in front of him. Probably to frightened that he'd crack a joke about it, but you see...that's only façade. A mask he wears to protect himself from letting anyone see his true emotions.
Faye awoke and sensed someone was quite close to her she opened one eye slowly and saw that Spike was sitting to the side of her. Quickly she shut her eye again, wanting to see what he wanted. Then she felt a warm hand placed on her cheek, she felt a shock go throughout her body. Slowly she brought her hands up to his and nestled with it.
Spike didn't know what to do, he didn't think she awake at his touch. He didn't know if he should pull his hand away fast and deny the whole thing ever happening or just for once in his life enjoy the moment of happiness that was flowing throughout his body. Spike sat there for a while and just let Faye hold his hand. He needed this comfort as much as she did.
Spike walked toward Jet's bonsai tree room just to see if the old man was there or not. As he reached the door he heard the sound of water spraying, then it turning off and some clipping sounds, 'Yeah, he's in there alright.' Spike thought so himself.
He began to walk in when he was stopped by Jet, "What do you want?"
Spike ran a hand through his hair and sighed, "I don't know really..." he answered as he walked over to where Jet was and sat down next to him.
Jet looked over at him curiously, "Are we both talking about the same thing?" he asked him as he turned his attention back to his precious bonsai trees. Spike seemed a little dazed and confused as he stared up at the ceiling with his legs crossed.
"I don't believe so," he answered Jet as he began to pull out a cigarette.
"No way hozay, not in here. Let's go outside and do some talking," Jet said as he put his clippers down and began to walk out the door, "You coming?"
Spike looked to his side and lazily got up and followed Jet out of the Bebop. They passed Faye but she was sleeping on the cough, 'She actually listened to me...' Spike thought to himself as he took a side-glance over to where she asleep, he could hear her soft breathing as they walked on by her.
As they made their way out of the Bebop, Jet pulled out a cigarette of his own and lit it, offering a light to Spike who declined and lit his own with his Zippo. Both of them took a long drag off their cigarettes, filling their lungs with harmful toxins, and they both blew out stream so smoke.
Jet broke the silence, "So what's on your mind? You and Faye both seem a little...weird whenever you two are around one another." Jet said as he took another drag.
Spike was not really surprised by the question. Him and Faye had made it very obvious that something was indeed wrong and Jet of course noticed it in an instant. "I don't know, sometimes I think I should just forget about everything that has happened with Vicious, the syndicate and Julia..." Spike said as he bowed his head a little.
Jet looked over at his comrade, his friend...He knew what it was like to try to forget things. Sometimes you don't want to, but usually it's for the best to put your foot forward and move on instead of walking backwards. Jet finished off his cigarette, dropped it and his heel put it out. "I don't know, I haven't gone through what you have when you were a syndicate member, but I have went through the love and pain of betrayal. And you should just walk away from it, it's better off in the past that's where it belongs..." he said but his mind spoke on, 'you don't notice the few good things you have in front of you now because you are so blinded by the past. Faye is probably one of the most precious things you could have right now Spike...'
As if Spike had heard what Jet's mind spoke he looked over at Jet and said, "I guess I don't appreciate the things I have right in front of me anymore," he smiled coolly as he dropped his cigarette and turned around and left. Jet walked over to the cigarette and put it out, shaking his head he mumbled "Kids..." and followed Spike into the Bebop.
Spike continued to walk in and stopped at where Faye was still asleep; Jet walked passed him and eyed him curiously. Jet's mind spoke, 'Day after day he keeps getting more and more confusing, I swear...or else I'm getting older and more stupid...' and he walked to his bonsai room.
Spike walked around to where Faye was asleep and sat down on the table in front of her. His hand reached out to touch her cheek but he pulled it away, he couldn't become too emotional with her. It wasn't like him to show such an emotion towards Faye, she was Faye, the shrew, the whiney bitch, Poker Alice, the gambler who threw all of her money away so easily just to have some fun.
A small smiled played on his lips, maybe that's why he felt he was becoming so attracted to her, I mean he was always attracted to her physically but he had seen sides of Faye that he had never seen before. He had heard her cry 3 times and only saw it twice, he never in his wildest dreams thought he'd ever see Faye Valentine cry in front of him. Probably to frightened that he'd crack a joke about it, but you see...that's only façade. A mask he wears to protect himself from letting anyone see his true emotions.
Faye awoke and sensed someone was quite close to her she opened one eye slowly and saw that Spike was sitting to the side of her. Quickly she shut her eye again, wanting to see what he wanted. Then she felt a warm hand placed on her cheek, she felt a shock go throughout her body. Slowly she brought her hands up to his and nestled with it.
Spike didn't know what to do, he didn't think she awake at his touch. He didn't know if he should pull his hand away fast and deny the whole thing ever happening or just for once in his life enjoy the moment of happiness that was flowing throughout his body. Spike sat there for a while and just let Faye hold his hand. He needed this comfort as much as she did.