A. Note! Um the beginning of this chapter may seem off topic but it's not. This is when Julia first appears to Freya. That's why it starts off with the whole Vicious thing which explains why Faye wasn't with Freya this time. So just don't think i've strayed...i haven't...ok...yeah...um..i'll stop now. Thanks again for the Reviews and my faithful readers..hopefully i won't let you down.
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Vicious picked up the phone as it rang a third time.
"Hello?" he answered gruffly. He was terribly annoyed at some personal business. "I said hello? Look bastard I'll-"
"Vicious…" came the voice he wanted to hear for the past three weeks.
"What? Freya? Where the hell-" he began.
"Vicious I want you to leave my apartment and don't turn back, come back, or even think about it." She said. Freya had a feeling she may have been making a mistake, but it was a chance she had to take.
"Where are you?" Vicious asked annoyance fading away to concern, even if he didn't sound like it. "Freya? What-"
"Just do it…For me…it's the only way I'll really know." click Vicious heard as she hung up the phone. Something was bothering her, definitely. First off, why did she leave without him knowing? Why did she refuse to tell him where she was? And final, why did she want him gone? What is it that she wanted to know…What?
Questions annoyed Vicious more than anything. The ones that irritated him more than the world was the ones surrounding Freya. He could never understand her and yet he was drawn to her all the same. He had an uncanny feeling that her problem was with him, but what did he do?
Vicious paced the suite in the Empress Ice Towers. Yes, he was inside Freya's suite but it wasn't unusual for him to be there. No, he didn't live with her but would just walk in she would greet him…unless of course, she was irritated by something. It was peculiar, Freya was the type of woman you wouldn't want to see frown. Not that you think she was ugly when she frowned but everything would turn cold simply because you were so use to her cheerful crazy personality. Seeing Freya frown was like watching a fire encased in ice, the flame would freeze and would no longer provide warmth and die.
It was weird how Freya could make him worry. Where as, if it was another wench, he probably would have dropped her in a heartbeat. Letting her know that she was just a fuck buddy. However, this wasn't some other bitch, and he was determined to know what made her demand that he left. Even if it took a flat out interrogation when she walked through the door, something Freya hated most. What Vicious didn't know was that it wasn't something he did, it much rather something he didn't do.
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Freya walked out of the phone booth with a blank expression on her face. Some jerk on the side of the street commented on her fishnet thigh high stockings clinging to her bare legs under her mini skirt. She passed him a sadistic smile as he came towards her. Her grin became even wider as he crumpled to floor in a heap and she kept on walking.
"Some bastards think woman are just here for there entertainment!" she spat out.
"You don't know how right you are." Whispered another voice in her ear. Immediately Freya had a gun barrel to the culprit's head.
"You got some balls lady! Why'd you think that you could just sneak up and talk to me all casually…Julia." Freya now put her gun at her thigh using the elastic from her thigh high stockings as a holder. Freya smiled,
"It's been a while since our last encounter! It took you too long to resurface. Come let's have a drink." Freya offered, as she walked into the nearest bar.
"For a sec, I really thought you were going to shoot me." Julia said wearily.
"I was but I know you're too smart to brace the storm. You've got a nice revolver in your sleeve there. Can't do much damage from a far, but seeing as how close we were, you could have blown a good bit of me away."
"You never miss a beat. You've managed to learn well in such a short period of time. My dear Pandora…" Julia smirked. She picked up her shot glass and took a sip.
"Pandora…" Freya chuckled, "It's been a while since anyone has called me that…I remember how the syndicate used that as my code name…It literally meant destruction. I'm surprised Vicious and Shin doesn't call me that."
"Five years was all it took for you to rise to the top. How does it feel to be the most feared woman in the galaxy?" Julia hinted sarcasm.
"Hmm... it's feeling pretty odd, I could tell you that much. So what hole 'ave you been livin' in, bitch? It seems that the five years has taken a toll on you…I remember when you never used to 'ave tiny wrinkles here and there…face used to be smooth as a baby's bottom…"
"My business is none of yours as yours is none of mine." Julia snapped.
"Ooo, she's feeling insulted. Not to worry I don't give a shit about what you do, as long as it doesn't involve anything that belongs to me…and it wouldn't involve anything that I own or treasure now would it Julia…" Freya stated threateningly.
"Unless you're referring to Vicious or Spike I'd say no…I need you to give me some info on the two…" Julia said.
"And what would make you think I have info on the two?"
"Stop bull shitting, I just want to know what their statuses are. And don't tell me you don't know. Everyone in the syndicate knows Vicious has a girl, and my best bet would be you!"
"Now I wonder what would make you think that." Freya's voice dripped with sarcasm, "Do I sense jealousy? Do you have a job you need to do that involves them…Hmm…is madam Julia afraid that Vicious would get in her way and Spike would not fall to her knees?"
"Don't piss me off."
"Oh my, you seem pretty irritated to me!"
"Stop it! Just tell me what you know!"
"Spike's a bounty hunter and Vicious still works for the Red Dragon Syndicate…What the hell else!"
"That's it? That's all…What about your relationship with Vicious?"
"I have none. I broke that off years ago…You know that. And as for Spike I barely know anything about him…never wanted too…Since I no longer cared."
Julia smiled wryly, "Or do you mean since the night hehit you for your nasty attitude with me."
"I won't lie, that too." Freya stared Julia dead on in her eyes, daring her to ask her another question. Julia knew full and well that Freya had become an excellent actress. Julia tried to see if she could tell that Freya was lying but nothing…not a thing…Damn I've gotten rusty.
"I'll see you around bitch!" Julia exclaimed as she slid off the stool.
"I'll see you around bitch!" Freya smiled and toasted her glass at Julia departure. All the while thinking…Fucker! To think you'd want to meddle in MY business.
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Faye had been walking along the dank street along the sea port. She couldn't sleep and she noticed that Freya was gone. Faye knew better than to go looking for Freya, for starters what part of the city is she in. Yes, the city Aquaticus. It was no surprise if she found Freya taking a dip in one of the beaches after all, she did love to swim. However, Faye didn't feel inclined to search for her comrade at this moment.
Faye thought about what had happened to her back in the hall at the Bebop. It was eerie because after she noticed Freya was gone, she found Spike out in the corridor just leaning against the wall. At first she remembered being startled because she knew he wasn't there before. The thing was, as she began to walk past his shirtless being, he'd given her a cold sharp and yet almost lustful stare. Then, when she passed him, she felt a grip on her arm, but it was so faint that she thought that she had just passed too close to him. One glance back at his still form told her he needed company, but she kept on going out the door.
It wasn't like she was trying to be deliberately cold but his eyes… the look…it was too much to handle at the time. Faye needed to be alone and Spike needed someone…how ironic! When she wanted someone, he wasn't there, and now that he wanted someone, she wasn't there…Was she supposed to feel sorry for his lonely form? Then it struck Faye, Spike… her Spike…It never occurred to her that he could get lonesome…But, he never let on…ever. How was she to know? Did she want to know? In the instant the last question ran thru her head Faye turned on her heels and speed walked back down the pier, doing a lot more thinking than intended.
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Spike lay on his bed staring at the ceiling. It was a habit he had since he was a teen. It always had a soothing feeling, but like his surroundings, it was just an object. Not a person. Now that he turned over on his side he remembered how blatantly Faye had kept going right past him. She looked wary of something. Was it about me? He thought about how he'd heard her door open and so he silently slipped out to see what the matter was. Spike figured that was the reason why she stepped right pass him.
Spike sighed, pulled out a cigarette, lit it up and dragged in slowly. He figured if he was just going to lay there all lifeless and shit, might as well make it productive. By the time he took him a third drag in he thought he saw a female figure standing by the door practically naked…Spike shot up allowing his cigarette to fall out of his mouth. I must be fucking dreaming! Is that Faye? As the figure came closer he realized it was Faye. Fuck. He thought putting the cigarette back in his mouth. I wasn't dreaming, that's just how she dresses! I really need to get some…Nicotine is definitely taking a toll on me now! Spike thought as he lied back down on the bed.
"Spike I know you saw me, you're not that damn blind!" Faye whispered.
"What are you talking about, woman! I'm not blind at all I can perfectly see you're practically naked form. What do you want?" he answered.
"Why were you in the hall earlier?"
"Using the bathroom." Spike drawled.
"I didn't know the bathroom was a wall of the corridor!"
"It is now!"
"Bullshit!" Faye spat.
"Why be so negative darling? Cheer up!" Spike ginned slyly as he sat up to look at the figure sitting at the foot of his bed.
"No! You fucking cheer up! Why'd you look at me like that? It sort of unnerved me to see you the look you gave me."
"Is that why you came back?" Spike asked curiously.
"Then why the hell else would I?" Faye snapped.
"Go to bed Faye. Go right on to bed…" he responded, sinking back down into his lying position.
"Don't tell me to go to bed…Matter of fact…" Faye trailed off as she left the room. Moments later Faye came back in a large T-shirt and climbed on to Spike bed!
"FAYE! What the hell are you doing, Woman!" Spike exclaimed as the female placed her self beside him under the covers.
"Get some sleep Spike. The sun will be up in a few hours. Just get some sleep." And Faye turned over no longer looking at him. Crazy Bitch.
