Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ In The Middle of The NightII ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

In The Middle of The Night II

By: Setryochi

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Faye sighed as they entered the Bebop. She had gotten her share of the 6 million and Spike was going to give Jet his 2 million. Her nose and cheek hurt and she had a headache, but she had 2 million in her pocket so it didn't matter too much.

Slowly Faye made her way to the bathroom to examine and clean the cut on her face. Spike left her without a word to go find Jet. 'Stupid bounty… I swear… Ger! I need some aspirin. Blowing up libraries! Gah!' Faye almost pulled her hair out. She was going insane; Spike didn't seem to even remember anything about the past few nights. She wondered if he was just toying with her. She hated him, he was so annoying! Keeping her up half the night, acting like nothing happened, pretending to be in his own little world! Faye sighed and rested her hands on the counter of the sink. Looking in the mirror she examined the scratch and found that it still had a tiny piece of glass in it from the glasses being broken. Growling she went to the bathroom door and opened it, she peeked her head out and yelled "Jet! Where are the tweezers?"

He shouted back from the living area that they were in the cabinet under the sink in a small blue bag.

Faye closed the door and searched for the tweezers.

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"… And the only reason he was blowing up libraries was because he said that there was no use for them. He said that people just used computers and the books just sat there and collected dust. He said he was doing everyone a favor. I said he was crazy and handed him over to the police." Spike had finished telling Jet the story of the last bounty when Faye walked in.

They both looked up and watched as she quietly grabbed a magazine and plopped on the yellow chair. Her face was in a scowl and she was dressed for bed, the bandage wrinkled up every time she made a different angry face. She switched positions angrily over and over.

Spike and Jet looked at each other and shrugged, it was a girl thing and they didn't want to know. So Jet stood up and left to go buy something to cook for dinner. Spike just laid down lazily and dozed off on the couch.

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Faye had finished the magazine long ago and was now in her room reading up on a book she had swiped from the library. She searched through the pages; it was a book on sleeping disorders.

"A-ha! Sleep walking!" Finding the pages on sleepwalking she began reading.

Faye found out that waking someone who was sleepwalking wasn't in fact dangerous. And that it was caused by sometimes stress or the diet the person was consuming. People have done it at least once in their lives, usually during childhood. She also found out the people could do a number of things in their sleep, even drive a car. Faye blinked; Spike hasn't tried to take over the Bebop in his sleep, yet. Reading more she found that it wasn't anything serious.

Faye sighed, "Well… eating Jet's food no wonder he sleep walks. I don't know what kind of stress could be causing this, but it might just be that." Faye leaned back in her bed and sat against the wall. She was tired and her headache seemed to be coming back. Yawning she knocked the book off of the bed and turned the light out. She would lay down and hopefully fall asleep before Spike got there.

Spike had fallen asleep on the couch and every once in a while he'd wake up for a minute or two and fall back to sleep. Spike twitched and sat up, his eyes still closed with sleep. Clumsily he stood up and began walking to Faye's room.

The door slide open and Faye opened one eye to see Spike, for the billionth time standing in her door way. Sitting up she called to him, "Spike. Spike, wake up. We aren't playing this game tonight." She frowned when he snored slightly and continued to her bed until he sat down and slowly leaned into where he thought she was laying. Faye scooted away but the bed was small and she really didn't want to fall off. "Spike?" She slowly laid back as he advanced onto her. "Spike, wake up!" she hissed. Spike mumbled something she couldn't understand and continued he bumped his head lightly on hers; on impact they both backed away slightly but only Spike tried again.

Faye tried to see his face to see if he was really sleeping but it was so dark in her room she couldn't tell. She frowned, "Spike, c'mon, stop playing around!"

Spike didn't seem to hear her because he mumbled once more and placed his lips upon hers. Shocked she stared wide-eyed at the shadowed figure in front of her and couldn't seem to move. She had liked him of course and she thought that in some way he liked her, but she didn't think anything like this would happen. She pushed him back and saddened, he was asleep and was probably dreaming of someone else right now.

"Mmph!" her yelp was muffled by his lips as he kissed her yet again. She liked that he was kissing her, but she wanted to really be the one he was kissing. "Sp-mmm" she tried to say his name through the kiss but he deepened it at that moment and the words were lost. Spike climbed fully on top of her forcing her to lie back in the bed completely. They kissed passionately for some time before Faye realized where his hands were. She hadn't really minded kissing him, being as he wouldn't remember. But she was only willing to go so far with a sleeping Spike. She pried his left hand from her breast and pushed him away slightly. She glanced around; it would be too awkward if she forced Spike to wake up right now. Spike put his left hand next to her head and supported himself with it while his right hand played with her small waist. He kissed her again on the lips and than her jaw. Slowly he planted more on her throat and neck leading a hot trail to her collarbone. Faye closed her eyes tightly; this would probably one of the biggest decisions she's ever made in this lifetime. Let Spike continue and face tomorrow morning alone, or some how stop him without waking him up and probably never have this chance again…

Faye thought for a moment almost forgetting what he was about to do. The idea that came to her hit her just as Spike was sliding a hand up her shirt. Pausing his hand just before it reached the supple mound she reached up with her other hand and drew him close to her. She kissed him long and hard while trying desperately to turn the situation around.

"Spike?" she whispered loudly into his ear. "Can you hear me?"

"Mmm," he groaned sleepily, "Yeah." Snore.

Faye paused, she hoped this would work; so in her huskiest voice she whispered into his ear, "Let me make you more comfortable." She kissed his neck softly. Faye put her hand to his shoulder and pushed slightly, he leaned with the force and she knew he would let her on top. So Faye guided him to lay on his back and she straddled on top of him and leaned over to continue making out with him. Faye kissed him and stalled for as long as she could. She nuzzled his neck; she kissed and licked at the hot flesh trying to keep him occupied until he fell into actual sleep. At some point, Faye hadn't realized, he had fallen asleep while she was sucking lightly on his neck. When she realized his hands had dropped from her waist and were now laying limply at his sides she relaxed and sighed. She was extremely tired and ready to fall asleep on top of him. Slowly she climbed off of him and lay next to his sleeping form. She felt sad now, she didn't like that he was sleep walking, but now she hated that he had just tried to do that while sleep walking. She sighed again and turned over so her back was to him. She hoped that if he left sleepwalking he wouldn't try anything funny. Faye thought she should stay up just to see if he sleepwalked out every night, or if he woke up and left. But, it had been a busy day and an awkwardly busy night and she couldn't keep her eyes open.

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Faye woke late the next morning with a crick in her neck. "Argh…" She mumbled and rubbed the back of her neck. Her hair was messy and sticking up in places and she had graying bags under her eyes. She blinked, and went cross-eyed. The band aide on her face now hung from the bottom sticky part while the piece that went across her nose hung, crinkled up over it. She pealed it off and winced as the adhesive pulled her skin causing the cut to open a tiny bit again. Faye growled, she could definitely tell this was already going to be a bad day. Getting out of bed she stood up and went to the bathroom to check on her face and get ready for the day ahead.

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Spike had been a wake for quite awhile. He had just been sitting around like usual when the "urge" to use the bathroom came. Spike looked around, he weighed his cons and pros. He could get up and use the restroom, or he could sit in it. Sighing he stood up lazily finally agreeing that the second choice was more uncomfortable than walking all the way to the bathroom. He growled, he had felt groggy and tired all morning and he didn't understand why. He had slept a lot yeah, but it was no more than his usual.

Bang, bang, bang!

"C'mon Faye! I gotta pee!" Spiked yelled into the door. He sounded like a spoiled kid with a blatter problem.

Faye rolled her eyes, she finished brushing her teeth and spit out all the mint-y foam that had built up in her mouth. She cleaned the sink out and her toothbrush and put it back in its place in cabinet. She walked out and passed Spike without saying anything to him.

Spike watched her for a moment before going into the bathroom.

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Faye was sitting on the dingy yellow couch fussing with her nails when she heard Spike yell from the bathroom to Jet.

"Hey Jet! I think we got bugs in here or something! I got this strange purplish reddish mark on my neck! It wasn't there yesterday!"

Faye looked up with wide eyes. Her mouth gaped open for a second; slowly she closed it and stood up. Looking around to see if anybody had noticed her she scurried to her room.

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Set-chan