Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ A Moment In Time ❯ Sophisticated Lady ( Chapter 15 )

Hello everybody! No I have not dropped dead. I am alive, alive just sitting here with my jar of orange juice and my Dunkin' Donuts chocolate frosted donut. I feel so professional hehe. Whoa how long as it been tho seriously? Like two months? Well lets just say I haven't exactly been passing school with flying colors. I sorta failed 3 classes. Math and English! Top that! Yea heh .. im not dumb.. I just lack a motive to try. Right, enough lolly-gagging around and onto the long long awaited chapter if I do say so myself. Please review.

Disclaimer: I don't own CB or Lady by Lenny Kravitz

Chapter Fifteen:

Sophisticated Lady

Velvet locks mixed with lush green curls ceremoniously. On the bright couch aboard the Bebop sat Spike and Faye. Sad emerald eyes remained shielded behind her pale eye lids, lying daintily upon the broad shoulder of a man. Her slender fingers remained wrapped around his thigh right above his knee, grasping slightly.

Spike's eyes darted downwards towards Faye bobbed head. Moving ever so slightly to a more comfortable position to accommodate them both he let his head sag backwards, taking in slow, deep breaths. So much was rushing through his head at that single moment he couldn't concentrate on just one thought. Running his calloused fingers through Faye's hair she stirred slightly, only to shut her eyes once more realizing for the appendages belonged to.

He knew what he had to do though. Get rid of Aubrey. Then, go somewhere. Somewhere far, far away. Where they could spend some times to themselves and get things together. They would only last so long before a bounty would become essential. Although used to practically starving on a daily basis, Jet was gone and somebody needed to take charge. Maybe not happily, but he did what he had to do. He was the big man on board. Why not live up to the title?

Squeezing Faye's knee to make her aware he was getting up, she elevated her head to stare into his eyes. She noticed they were bloodshot. He looked tired and overworked. Nothing had to be said, for it was understood what he was going to do. Groaning as he got up from the couch he straightened out his wrinkled suit and turned on his heel to find the blonde broad. Returning a couple of minutes later Spike appeared in front of Faye.

"I can't find her." Jade eyes snapped to attention.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you correctly. Could you repeat that?"

"She's gone, Faye. She's fucking disappeared! Like a ghost, like a fucking ghost she's gone!" Blood rushed to his cheeks flushing them a crimson shade. He large hands balled at his sides. Maybe it was the deja vu of it all, or just because she couldn't really be trusted to be out of their sight.

I'm crazy for this little lady

I'm freaking for my little baby

'Cause she makes me feel good

She's so fine

Memories of a time when things were so much more different flooded his brain. Waking up to find the beautiful blonde gone and missing. It was the same. To an extent of course. This wasn't Julia. It was her psycho twin sister. Possibly more cunning and vile of the two. Oh, he knew there was going to be hell to pay for a slip up like this.

"You can't be serious Spike. Where the hell could she have possibly gone?" Her eyes surveyed the room, spotting nothing out of the ordinary she relaxed against the couch once again. "Just forget her Spike, there's nothing we can do now. She's gone, you should be happy she isn't around anymore." Looking up she patted the spot next to her, coaxing him to come sit.

"I don't believe that shit for a minute. You know as well as I do thats not the case, how could you just act like everything is fine?" Spike growled out, crossing his arms over his chest dismissively. Faye's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Listen Lunkhead, don't bring this out on me okay, just let it be. Nothing can be done now. Nothing. So just try to relax, for me?" Yawning loudly she stretched out her limbs and she sauntered to the kitchen. After checking the fridge and finding nothing she leaned her form against the counter.

"How bout this cowboy, okay? I'm going to go lye down, take a nap, shower, whatever. You sit there and chill out." Smirking she turned and left, leaving Spike alone.

Feeling a throbbing headache sneaking up from the back of his head I rubbed my temples, sliding into the couch. Searching within my breast pocket I pulled out a cigarette and my Zippo. Lighting it and inhaling deeply, I let the smoke calm my nerves become welcomed. Exhaling and watching the smoke jet through my nostrils, I shivered. Not from the cold, something unexplainable shot up my spine. Unsettling, more or less.

Squishing the thoughts of Julia and her betrayal, along with the cigarette Spike was hit with what his intelligence could be thought of as 'genius'. Raising himself from the couch once more, and walked away.

Don't need all my other ladies

I'm beggin' for this little lady

'Cause I tell you she's cool

She's divine

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Rolling over, a little too far, Faye landed on the floor ungracefully. Moaning loudly, she sat up and rubbed her lower back. Grunting she found her way up. She slipped through the door and slouched through the hall. It was eerily quiet. Slowing down to a complete stop she listened. Her ears were met with silence. Her breathing started picking up due to her speeding heart rate. Continuing down the lengthy hall she began to pick up her pace.

"Spike? ...Spike!?" She had reached the central room. Spike wasn't laying down like his usual self. Panic began to fill within her. Looking around wildly she continued through the ship. Walking through the doorway she was met with a dimly light kitchen as she suddenly had a sharp intake of breath. Covering her mouth slightly, her face glowed of shock.

"Yo." The deep voice of Spike Spiegel bounced off the walls. His lanky form was seated in a table chair, with his large boots propped up against the counter. He was leaning the chair slightly off the ground and he held a cigarette between his two fingers. To Faye, Spike was the definition of sexy. Nothing compared to the way his tussled hair always looked good, even if it looked like it hadn't been brushed in days, which was probably true anyway. His nonchalant manner could turn any woman on. Because sadly enough, who didn't want what they knew they couldn't have?

Placed in front of him was the kitchen table, replaced to accommodate them both comfortably. A red, slightly wrinkled tablecloth that was far too large was placed upon the table. Two dim candles sat in the middle, just enough so that they could be seen. A cheap bottle of liquor was in between the candles, just waiting to be popped and downed. Oh no, this had to be scarier then anything she thought was hiding in the kitchen. What the hell was she supposed to do?

I'm crazy for that lady

She's chic but she's not shady

Sophisticated lady

And she makes me feel good

She's so fine

Watching Spike beckon her to sit, she followed his demand in a confused fashion. She couldn't believe he had done all this for her. Her! If you were to have asked her three years ago if this were possible, she would have told you she'd had better conversations with doorknobs of a higher intelligence then possibly snuffed you with a lit cigarette. Now though, she was like a princess. She sure felt like one at least.

"What about the brat?" Faye asked rubbing her hands together greedily.

"Sleeping under the coffee table." Raising her eyebrows like it was nothing out of the ordinary she looked up at him.Coughing into her hand uneasily she returned to Spike's eyes.

"Wow, Spike. You really shouldn't have."

Shrugging nonchalantly at the semi compliment he picked up a fork and attacked the cube of meat on his plate. Yes, he had actually bought meat. He may be a little in debt, but the happiness shining in Faye's eyes were well worth it. He watched her slowly slice into the meet and stab it with her fork. Sticking it into her tiny mouth she chewed, savoring every last bit of the juicy taste. Letting a smile curl at the end of her lips she met his eyes, then took a sip of the drink Spike had poured them both.

Placing the glass back upon the table, she felt warm spread up her limb. His hand had caught hers, and his thumb was stroking the top of her appendage.

"I don't want you to worry about anything, okay? We just have to catch a couple of bounties and hopefully I can figure out what to do after that," He squeezed her hand for support, "Just trust me on this. I-I really do care about you."

She nodded slightly, partially because she was dazed, and partially because she wanted her hand freed so she could finish her rare free dinner. They spent a couple of moments in comfortable silence.

"So where to now, Cowboy?" She pondered aloud, curiosity getting the best of her.

"Figured we'd to Venus or something, possibly the location of the newest bounty, then wing it from there. Something's bound to come our way. Always does." He finished with a sip of the alcohol contained within his glass.

She knew he wanted to look for Aubrey, but she didn't know if she had the heart to. Searching for her meant thinking about Jet, which she really didn't want to do right now. The image of his cold, mangled corpse was still fresh and vivid on her mind. She didn't know if she was being paranoid, or just plain suspicious. Or maybe it was some sort of form of grievance. Either way somebody was getting fucked up.

Never knew there was such a lady

That would make me want to straighten

Out my life at this time, but I find

I'm thinking 'bout this pretty lady

Interrupted by the loud belch sounding from the reciprocal end of the table, she threw him a dirty look and lit up.

"Gee Spike, real gentlemen like." Came her muffled reply, as half her face was shielded by hand and the cigarette dangling dangerously low from her lips.

"Never said I was one. Too high of expectations."

"Go figure." She snapped blowing a chain of smoke into his face. But before she knew what hit her, her cigarette was out and Spike was now surgically attached to her mouth. He had kissed her from over the table.

Breaking the kiss, Spike got up from his spot and dragged Faye along with him. Slamming her forcefully against the hall will he began breathing hard into her ear. Nibbling on it a bit, he worked his way down getting identical gasps from Faye.

Becoming bored of just idly standing there, Faye decided to put herself to work and began unbuttoning his top. It easily slid off. Continuing her way down she fumbled with the button and zipper. Giggling softly, although highly out of character, from his soft hair brushing against her face and the butterfly kisses he was making around her jaw she slid her hand down his boxers.

He gasped slightly before leaning into her touch. He obviously wasn't shy about his sexuality. Wrapping her fingers around his shaft she began to stroke it, gaining in pace with every stroke. Wiggling his pants off he stopped and stared at Faye when she stopped her administrations.

"What?" He grounded out.

"Lets go to your room, I don't want Ed to pop out of nowhere." Came her shaky answer. Agreeing he pulled her to his room. Slamming the door shut he helped her get rid of her top. Both suspenders rendered to his will with a soft pop sound. Her yellow hot pants slid to the ground, long forgotten.

He wrapped his arms around her lower back, down to her ass were he picked her up. Wrapping her long slender legs around his waist he made his way inside of her. (A/N: Reminds me of that scene from 8Mile where they screw behind a bunch of boxes. Real romantic =/ ) With a sharp intake of breath on Faye's part, he was inside and began pumping in and out. Bucking in rhythem with Spike they continued their little sport fuck all the way to the bed.

Rolling over Spikes lean body she let out a loud laugh. Covering her mouth wit his hand he pressed his index finger to his lips. They both chuckled lowly. Rolling onto his side he faced Faye and brushed the wet hair sticking to her face. Cupping her cheek he kissed her again.

"You know, it was much better then I imagined it would be." He whispered to her mockingly. Squinting her eyes she smacked his head playfully.

"Well at least now I know you fantasized about me."

"Shut up and go to sleep." He grounded out sourly before they fell asleep in each others arms.

I know she's a super lady

I'm weak and I've gone hazy

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Bright sun shown through the dirty window of the small room turning the inside of Faye's eyelids a light tan color. Opening her eyes she stretched out her limbs she turned to the left to spy Spike still sound asleep. Running her fingers through his hair one last time she leaned up. Rolling out of the small bed only meant for one,which they somehow managed to share, she began the search for her clothes.

Fumbling through a pair of obviously dirty clothes that had been stinking for only God knows how long she pinched her nose as she continued digging for her nylon stockings. Returning triumphant and snatching them out of the pile, a crumpled piece of paper smacked her between the eyes.

Looking down, she retrieved the paper and unraveled it. Finished reading she squinted her eyes furiously. It was from Electra. That fucking bitch was with him. He was fucking with that bitch! What the hell went on between those two were the only things running through her head after rereading the letter several times to try and analyze exactly what 'hopefully our paths will meet again' shit was all about. But oh would she get to the bottom of it.

"Faye?" ..Maybe sooner then later.

'Cause you know she's no fool

She's refined

Yayyy I finally finished. Just in time for Thanksgiving too! I guess its my giving to you as a thanks for all the wonderful reviews =] .. hehe .. Ya so anyway just to recap what went down this chapter:

Spike made Faye a surprise dinner. They got freaky. Then she found the note Electra left him after their little shindig. Is Spike Spiegel the womanizer exposed? Dun dun dun .. !

To my reviewers:

PokerFaye: Thanks a lot for the web address, it finally started working! And thanks a lot for the review also. Eh, well.. if they killed off Aubrey, I wouldn't have a plot now would I? Teehee.. lame I know.

Rinoa-Heartilly-666: Same here, I love scary movies. But make to the topic at hand! Yea well, I guess thats peace enough..

Kendra Luehr: Yes yes, you have no idea how long it took me to get this chapter started. Im so lazy I amaze myself.

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