Enigma
Enigma
Nouvelle
Part 2: Game Start
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Well that was an interesting revelation.
Who knew that by washing your face you would be able to tell whether you were in love or not?
After the initial shock, I went back out and sat with Spike waiting for Jet, Ed, and Ein to get back. I kept my distance from him. I didn't want him to be aware of my new found feelings least I do something stupid that would give it away. Hmm, let's say, confess?
When they did get back it got really interesting from then on there.
Ein just walked up to Spike to sit at his feet as if he had been doing that everyday for the past year.
Ed zoomed up to Spike, yes zoomed, and asked him if the bad guy had been tough. How random is that. At least it should be from Spikes perspective. But instead, he indulged her by saying, 'Nothing I couldn't handle.' Yay, for Superman.
And Jet? The one person who I thought that would be just as shocked to see Spike as me walked by grumbling about how he bet the Swordfish was all banged up.
Can you believe it? What was wrong with these people? Okay, Ed and Ein I could understand, but Jet? I guess I was going crazy.
After the incident with Spike I really thought things were going to change between us.
Just maybe we'd get along more.
Maybe he wouldn't be a dumbass jerk who'd piss me off half the time.
That just goes to show you where wishful thinking will get you.
I tried my best to be responsible. That one year had done wonders to improve my tolerance. I truly believe that I would be able to get along with Spike. I was in love with the man after all, and he deserved to be treated better after being gone for a whole year. I mean, come on, his girlfriend was shot in front of him and he then kills his best friend. He deserves to feel loved and cared for after that kind of experience.
But I guess Spike doesn't really care for being cared for.
Doesn't matter if I love him, he's still always gonna be an ass.
Everything went back to normal after the first week of our little reunion. Well, as normal is it ever was. Go figure, my women's intuition was right.
I was still the only one disturbed by him returning after a year, not to mention a little angry. His explanation of where he's been didn't help either.
When he first woke up he had been treated in some building near the syndicate. I guess after Vicious died the cowardly underdogs actually finally stood up for themselves and got Spike out. Well, that's what it seemed like I guess.
Spike had then decided to fly solo for awhile. He needed time to think and recapture himself. He had been on Earth for the past 3 months before he decided to return after getting into a fight. Hence the reason why he was all bloodied up when I first saw him.
So that was it.
He hadn't really died and rather than contact the people who had been worried about him, though I'm not sure if Jet or Ed had ever truly worried about him, goes off on a little self-discovery journey.
Well, I hope he's found himself because he's going to lose himself again after I'm done with him.
Wait, I have to be the mature one. I can't resort to violence.
So? What would a responsible person do if they were mad at someone?
Talking to him is out of the question since the result of that would be him lying in a hospital somewhere. And I said I wasn't going to resort to violence.
I guess the best option would be to wait until my anger subsides. And until then, I was going to ignore him. Yup, that's real mature of me.
So far, I've been sneaking out in the morning and coming back late at night.
Stupid, huh? I have to sneak out of my own house as if I was a teenager going out to meet her secret boyfriend. Only thing is I'm not a teenager and my 'secret boyfriend' is the one I'm trying not to meet.
I decided to make the best out of the situation by turning it into a game. Like those where you're a spy and you need to sneak out of the enemy's base.
Today was a day like any other.
Game Start.
I had just showered and dressed. But my time was running out. I needed to get to kitchen and make my coffee all under five minutes.
There was no time to waste.
Quickly, I made a mad dash to the kitchen and grabbed the pot and filled it with water. My time was slowly ticking away so I decided to go for Instant. It has less of a kick but soon the enemy would be rousing.
The water finally began to boil and right before the kettle started to whistle I turned off the heat and filled my mug with the steaming liquid. Since the coffee was Instant, I only added one teaspoon of sugar. Coffee in hand, with the faint rustling of bed sheets in the background, I exited out of the Bebop into my Red Tail.
Mission accomplished.
The day went by pretty normally. Nothing too special. There hadn't been any bounties lately so I had been spending my time at the casinos and shopping. I do own other clothes besides by yellow shorts and red jacket.
Ed called me up once and asked where I was. I told her I had things to do so I left early.
I was ignoring Spike not Ed. She didn't deserve to get the cold shoulder from me.
I guess I should take her out shopping with me once in a while. We never really hang out and talk, save for when we have a bounty. And Ed is a girl. Despite her lack in feminine charm we would get along. I could probably teach some things about being a woman since God knows what her father has taught her. And who knows, maybe I'll pick up a few things about computers.
The more I rolled the idea in my mind the more appealing it sounded.
I didn't mind being alone, but I didn't mind having company either.
The day was still early seeing how I left at five o'clock. I dialed up the number and waited as the phone rang. Ed was usually the one to pick up the phone. Jet was probably tending to his bonsai trees. Spike would be too lazy. And Ein? Well, Ein could get the phone but, it's sort of annoying to try and talk to the dog since you can't tell if he went to get someone or if he's just ignoring you.
I only needed to wait four rings till I heard a click.
"Hello?"
That wasn't Ed's voice. It was Spike's.
I didn't know what to do. Sure I couldn't see him so it didn't really count but should I talk to him? I wanted to talk to Ed. Where the hell was Ed? She should have gotten the phone, not Spike. Dumb bastard. He had done another thing I did not expect. It was now two to one.
"Hello?"
Spike was getting impatient. He probably thought it was a prank phone call. I decided to answer him. What did I have to lose?
"Can I talk to Ed?" I asked briskly. That's right, keep it short and simple.
"Faye?" Spike asked surprised.
"Yes, this is Faye. Now can I talk to Ed, this is urgent." Rule number one, if you want to get out of talking with a person; try to tell them you have something urgent to tell another.
"What for?" Spike asked. Apparently he was trying to prolong the conversation.
"It's girl stuff." Oh yes, that was cheap, but hey, rule number two is, if rule number one fails, scare the man off by talking about girl things.
"Couldn't you just come back and talk to her about it?"
What was wrong with him? I guess he's not a man since he wasn't scared away. He's so insensitive. Here I am, telling him I need to speak with Ed and he doesn't let me.
Before I could blow up at him I heard a faint voice in the background.
"Spikey, who are you talking to?"
I sighed with relief. It was Ed.
"It's Faye." Spike answered her.
"Oh, let Ed talk to her." Yay, ten points for Ed for saving the day.
"Faye Faye." Ed said.
"Yeah, Ed, it's me. I was wondering if you wanted to go shopping with me today."
"Oh, what fun! Ed truly wants to go. Faye Faye can pick Ed up on the Bebop. Ed will be waiting alone on top." She answered me.
"Okay Ed. I'll be there in twenty minutes."
Hmmm. Funny how Ed made it so convenient for me to get her without seeing Spike.
When I returned to the Bebop I saw Ed there waiting for me. Like Ed said she was on the deck of the Bebop alone ready to be picked up.
It was actually a fun day. We went to the mall together and shopped. I bought some new outfits for both me and Ed, though some of Ed's were really ridiculous. I'm surprised she hasn't been hired by a circus yet.
I even snuck her into the casino. Well, we didn't really need to sneak in. We just pretended she was part of the circus act that was performing there.
Huh, go figure.
We got complimentary drinks and gifts because of that. And who knew that Ed would be good at cards. I guess her chess playing gives her an advantage. Well, now I have a poker buddy.
Today I didn't have to try and stay out till late at night. Ed and I had such a good time that we didn't even notice how late it was getting. Eventually, we made our way back to the Bebop on my Red Tail. Ed was dead tired, and I was a little worn-out myself.
When we got there, I pulled Ed out and carried her on my back to her room. I did it quietly for more than one reason. One, I didn't want to wake Ed up, two; I didn't want to wake Jet up, and three; I definitely didn't want to wake Spike up to avoid a confrontation. Ein was on Ed's bed sleeping and I had to move the dog aside to make room for Ed.
After she was tucked in I headed back to my Red Tail to grab the products of our little shopping spree. I made my way over into the main room of the Bebop so I could get to my room and go to bed, but once again, there was Spike sitting on the couch. It was now three to one since he had yet again caught me by surprise.
But at least I didn't scream.
He hadn't been sitting there before when I came in with Ed. He must have woken up when Ein yipped when I pushed him aside to make room on the bed for Ed. Stupid mutt.
Game Over.
Now that my little game had come to a crashing end there was no reason for me to avoid Spike. The sole purpose of me avoiding him was so that we wouldn't argue with each other and he wouldn't end up hating me. But to be honest, I don't know if we would have even argued. I've been avoiding him this whole time so we've never had the chance to see if we would.
I was defeated however, and that was the only thing that mattered. In order to keep my pride I tilted my face up and walked away. If I was going down, I was going down like a queen.
"Faye, I know you've been avoiding me." Spike stated, still sitting on the couch, still with that blank expression on his face. My, how observant of him.
"Is that so?" I answered him back. It's best to play mind games with men. It keeps them running around.
"Yes, it is so." Spike said, starting to sound angry. I didn't know Superman got angry.
"Well, I'm tired, so I'm going to bed." Yes, that was mature of me. Snub Spike off, I'm so proud.
"No you don't Faye." Spike stated, grabbing my hand. "We need to talk."
My heart fluttered at his touch but I quickly stomped it out. I would not give in to him. This wasn't the time to get all mushy. Hell, it was never the time to get all mushy.
"About what?" I asked deliberately.
"About why you've been avoiding me. I don't understand you. One minute you're crying on my shoulder because you've missed me and then next you're avoiding me like the plague. I know you're a bitch, but jeez, I don't think I've done anything to deserve the way you've treated me." Spike said in a quick breath. My guess is he had that little speech planned out before I got back.
I contemplated over what he said. It's true. He really didn't do much to deserve how I've treated him. I should just say I'm sorry. But then I would be giving in. And in a way, reveal how I felt for him. And I wasn't about to do that.
"Why do you care?" I asked, wrenching my hand from his. "Obviously not enough to even drop a line this whole time. I've always been a bitch to you haven't I? You always call me one even when I'm not arguing with you. It's nothing new. Did you want me to be a nice girl now that you've returned from your soul-searching? What difference does it make if I go back to being a bitch? Everyone else went back to the way they were before you went off with Julia and killed Vicious. I had thought things were going to get better after all this time. But no, it hasn't, and you've been no help either."
Spike stood there gaping like a fish.
Well, that was an interesting tirade. I left Spike speechless.
Usually by now, both of us would be at each other's throats and we'd wake up Jet who'd have to break us apart. Yet I did another thing that shocked up both.
"Look Spike." I sighed defeated. "I'm tired, and I don't want to fight with you anymore so I'm going to turn in for the night."
I quickly picked up all the bags I dropped when Spike grabbed my hand and headed towards my room.
Before I closed the door though, I quickly took a glance back to the main room. Spike was still there standing where I had left him. As I shut the door he sat down on the couch again.
I wasn't able to determine the emotion written on his face. But it was getting late and I was tired. I'd save trying to place that emotion for a rainy day.
I turned in for the night. Spike three. Me two.
Mass production. I want more review. I hope you liked this chappie. My personal favorite part was with Spike being Superman. Right now, I'm playing Grandia 2 (again). I llllllooooooovvvvvvveeee that game. Hahaha. That just goes to show you how big a sap I am. My sissy told me that it got bad reviews. So what? The only reason I like it is for the sap. Everyone should go to my favorite stories and read all the little stories I have. Tell me if this ficcy is good or bad, and I'd still like some comments on what to do next. It might take me awhile to write the next one since I have no ideas on how to continue. Anywayz. Review make me happy.
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