Disclaimer: I do not, nor have I ever, owned Cowboy Bebop or any of it's characters. I had a lot of fun writing this chapter actually – I hope you all like it .

Sorry it's been so long everyone, I ahh, had some problems and was stuck in limbo for a few months – no joke. I was in a place where they yelled and screamed at you, and wouldn't let you do anything other then stare at a wall...and no, it wasn't fourth period math this time, lol, they also had us shin boots.

We were the joke of basic, but damn our boots looked good!

Chapter Eight :

Verena started to pull away, but changed her mind. Leaning into the kiss, she sighed softly. It had been almost a year since she had let anyone kiss her, and it felt damn nice. When his hands found their way to her hips, she let him draw her closer to him and rocked them into him.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she brock off the kiss, lifted herself up slightly and nibbled on one of his ears, smiling when his breath caught in his throat. The smile was gone and she found her own breath stolen as he let his hands wander over her body, pressing her closer to him.

Quickly pushing him away slightly, Verena took a deep breath. "We should stop..."

Gren blinked, still dazed, and shook his head trying to think strait again. "What?...yeah...I guess..." reaching for her again, he hovered over her lips for a few seconds, and moaned when she closed the distance between them and kissed him harder, lightly bitting his lower lip. But as soon as things started to get a little farther, he was once again pushed away and she backed off. "Damn it Verena, your driving me crazy..."

"...I...think we should go back now..."

Taking a few deep breaths, his head tilted toward the sky as if asking for guidance, he nodded. "Yeah...we had better get back before Faye and Spick kill one another."

"R-right..."

And off went the flustered young woman and the sexually frustrated man.

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"Spike!" Faye shouted loudly, pounding on his bedroom door. "If your going to watch that shit, turn it down so I don't have to listen to it!" the ass was watching porn at a volume that was shaking the walls. She knew he was doing it to piss her off too.

The sound of two people having sex made her blush. She was used to making the little gasping noises – not hearing them damn it! "Spike, you have tree minutes before I do something we will both regret! I do have Verena's cell phone number on speed dial you know! I could just call her and Gren and --"

The volume went down. In fact, it sounded like he had it on mute now...but more likely then not, he had turned it off. Which proved that he had just had it on to piss her off! A vain throbbed on the side of her forehead at the thought. Without thinking, she let out an angry cry and kicked his door as hard as she could.

And knocked it off it's hinges. Reveling Spike...reading a book.

"You...you know how to read!" Faye burst out in amazement, rushing forward to gab the book out of his hands. "What are you reading? Let me see."

Holding the book out of her reach, he placed his free hand on her forehead and pushed her away slightly. "Of course I can read. How did you think I got into college if I couldn't read?"

"Connections of course. Everyone knows you're a rich boy." Faye stated matter-of-factly as she continued to try and grab the book from his hand. "Now let me see!"

"No."

"What do you mean 'no'? What are you hiding? Is it more porn? I want to see!"

Relief

"Do...you have any idea how bad that sounds?"

"Hum?" Blinking her big green eyes twice, Faye smile, then smirked. Leaning close, her smirk turned into a damned evil smile when she saw the nervus look Spike was giving her. "Well, someone's mind sure is in the gutter..."

"S-shut up!" clutching the book to him as if it were the only thing keeping him alive, he got out of his chair and moved toward the broken door. Just the move Faye had been waiting for. Pouncing, she latched onto the lanky man's waist and brought them both down to the ground with a thud.

They landed on the TV remote. They both blushed as the movie started to play again, at the wall moving volume. Faye cried out and covered her ears. "How the hell didn't you go deaf when you had this on!"

"Ear plugs!" he shouted back as he winced at the volume. Reaching under them, Spike tried to find the remote. They didn't hear the door open, or the mini skirmish to get into the house. As he hit the off button, the both sighed in relief as their ears stopped ringing.

A coughing sounded at the doorway. Looking over they both blushed bright red. Faye had one leg thrown over his, an arm hanging lightly over his shoulder. His leg was thrown over her other one, with his hand under both their bodies. And with the noise from the TV...this could not look good...

"Wow Faye, I didn't know you were quiet that...loud when --" Verena started to say, smirking slightly as she looked down at them with a raised eye brow. Gren seemed in less of a good mood then her. In fact, he was glaring at everyone and...

Looking from one to the other, Faye raised her own brow. "Verena, dear. I wouldn't be making any jokes right now..."

"And why's that?"

"Well, for starters..." moving off Spike, she got up, moved in close, and pointed first to her lips. "You look like you've just been in a make out session. Two," she pointed to her shirt. "Not all the buttons are done. And three --"

"When, the fuck" Verena bite out, turning to Gren with hard brown eyes. "Did you undo my top! And why didn't you tell me when we where walking home!"

Gren glared right back at her, opened his mouth to say something, but then thought better of it, turned away, and waked into his and Spike's room. Falling back onto his bed, he covered his eyes with his hands and sighed loudly. "I was a little...distracted if you recall, when we started home." a slight smile curved his lips. "And I think it happened when you --"

"Stop! I get it – that's enough!"

Putting a hand over her mouth Faye leaned over to Spike and squatted slightly so they were level. "Can anyone say blue-balls?"

Laughing slightly, and giving a little smile, Spike fell back onto the ground and closed his eyes. He knew she was talking about Gren, but still... "yeah...I believe I can..."

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"Earthquake porn!" Verena gasped out, falling to the ground, laughing so hard it hurt. "Do you have any idea how bad that sounds? It's like it was so good that --"

"So what were you and Gren doing on your date?" Faye called out over her, smiling when Verena stopped talking and glared. "So, how dose it feel to be in an awkward situation?"

"Hun, I've been in an awkward situation since I was born."

"That can't be true..."

"...my mom has red hair, as do all the people in her family, and her husband has blond. You do the math love. Awkward situation since birth." Verena stated again, with a node of her head, kicking her legs back slightly as she looked out the window. "Gren and I...don't belong together. He's too sweet for me. I'll brake him."

"He's made of stronger stuff then that 'Rena. Give him a chance to --"

"When you give Spike a chance."

"Where, the hell did that come from!"

Verena raised an eyebrow and looked over to their broken door. Spike had put his fut through it, saying it was to 'pay Faye back'. And Gren had put his fist through it, saying it was for the banana. Both women know it was because the best way for a guy to cool down was to fight. And since no one was there to fight with...well, the door became the target when Faye had slammed it shut a little too loudly.

"It wasn't what you thought – I already told you that..."

"Yeah, but you like him. "Foreseeing her friends outburst, Verena put up her hand before it could start. Turning to look at her, she grinned. "Faye, don't get me wrong, I know you don't actually like him, but you...okay, like was a bad word. You want him."

"What nonsense! Want that lanky, dirty, perverted --"

Verena laughed at that, picked up her phone, and held it to her ear. "Hello pot? This is kettle. Your black!"

Faye looked at her slightly horrified that she was about to laugh. "That...was a really horrible joke..."

"Yeah...the funny ones almost always are."

"Your so weird."

"I thought I was awkward!"

"You can't be both?"

"Meh, what ever. We all know you're wired in a perverted kind of way and an attention hog."

"And that's why you love me so!"

Verena blinked twice and slapped her forehead. "Shit! Is that why? And here I thought it was your charming habit of using me to get all your ex-boyfriend's to stay away!"

"No, silly – that's why I love you."

"You mean it's not my charming personality?"

"...You have a personality?"

"...This could last till morning – and I have a test tomorrow."

"Right right – good night 'Rena."

"Night Faye. Don't let the perverts bite."

"Other then you and me?"

"GOOD NIGHT!" two very distinct male voices shouted at once. Both women burst out laughing and shouted good night back, wondering how much of their conversation had been heard before drifting off to sleep.