Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ Past/Present/Future ❯ afterdark ( Chapter 8 )
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By: Opium_Princess 
Anime/Manga: Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Mystery / Romance / | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.28.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 261 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Mystery / Romance / | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.28.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 261 | Status: Completed
After Dark
I was more than sure that everyone had the case under control and didn't need me. They had Ms. Song (or Missy-Issy Singy Songy as I had nicknamed her). Me and Ein was walking in crowded city, the sun was sitting in the west. Gold and Orange lights reflected off the windows on the sky scarpers, making the city glitter.
"You girl. Where do ye' head to?" I stopped and looked around to see where the voice had came from. Some people looked at me oddly and walked past. I shrugged and placed another foot out. "Why thou in such a haste?" I looked down. There was a little old woman. Gypsy like. She had a purple scarf and huge gold earrings. She gave me a smile, fanning herself with a purple fan. I kneeled to hear her better. She had different jewelry and things placed out in front of her for sale. "Why not buy a gift for thyself? Earrings? Bracelets? Rings? Ivory from old China. Spices from the ancient Mexican tribes. Spells of voodoo priests from the Bahamas. Come girl, come see what I have." She made all her things sound so magical. A simple pair of earrings wasn't 'just earrings' at all! They where loops made from the finest Egyptian gold. And a painted vase wasn't 'just a painted vase.' It was a one of a kind jug, made from the best clay and painted by the hands of monks. "Thy name?" she asked me. Usually, I would have shouted out in pride my full name. But instead I just mumbled a whispered "Edward." My eyes where to busy glittering at all the things.
"Edward, beware of the man with dancing eyes," she said. I looked up at her in confusion. A man with Dancing eyes?
"What are you? Some kind of Physic?" the woman nodded at my question. I bit the corner of my lip and moved a little closer. "Can you help me out?" I asked.
"Go to the man with bright red eyes," she said quickly. Before I could even finish my request. My eyes widened and I stared at the woman.
"Red eyes?" what was that supposed to mean. Why would she tell me to stay away from someone with dancing eyes, but seek out someone with red eyes? Maybe she didn't mean eyes literally.. I looked over my shoulder momentarily, to see if there was any bright red neon signs in the shape of eyes. "What do you mean red eyes?" I asked and turned back around. Nothing. No body was there. My heart jumped in my throat with fear. How could she be here one minute and gone the next? All that was left was a pair of golden earrings. It felt like the world went still around me. Where had she gone that fast? I only turned around for 3 seconds. I quickly gathered the earrings in the small purple scarf that it laid in and ran away. I ran until my legs ached, until it felt as if my lungs would burst into a million pieces. The sun had went down, and the lights of the city was bright and blinding. I leaned against a large glass window to catch my breath. I clutched the earrings to my chest. It was starting to rain. The people walking the streets wasn't business people anymore, they where shady looking folks with hard eyes and frowning faces. I turned around to see where I was.
The window I leaned against had a bright neon sign hanging on it. "Dragon's Tattoo and Piercing shop." Inside the large window was posters of rock-bands and mannequins with many pierces and tattoos. I reached up and rubbed my earlobes. Maybe I should get my ears pierced..so that I could wear the earrings. I walked over to the door, pulled it open and walked in slowly. I shrunk farther into my jacket and looked at Ein. The bottom of my jeans where soaked and dripped onto the carpet, and my feet where cold even though I had on boots.
The place smelled like plastic and incenses. I saw a few scented candles burning. There was a glass counter with rings on display and a cash register and more posters and jewelry with metal studs and spikes. On the right of the counter was a long hallway that split into 3 directions. "Hello?" I asked, my voice cracking slightly. A man walked out from the counter. He was talking to a boy with white skin and green hair, and a girl with black hair and red lips. Both of them looked like they hadn't seen the sun in years. The girl swooned over the boy, rubbing his chest and arms.
"Remember. If you too ever break up, you can always take a knife and cut off the tattoo" the man joked. The couple laughed and walked past me. They thanked the man and went out off the door. Then he turned and looked at me. "Can I help you?" He was wearing an opened button down shirt, and a pair of dark red jeans. He had a very muscular build. A ring on the corner of his lip, long straight golden hair and tanned skin. He checked me out a little and raised an eyebrow. "You look a little young to be in here."
" I want my ears pierced," I said, twisting my earlobe in my fingers.
"Do you have parents consent?" He said holding out his hand, waiting for me to hand him a signed paper.
" I don't have any parents." I said looking down.
"Oh.." He looked a little sorry. "Well, what's your name kid?"
"Ed."
"Aren't you a girl?"
"Yea."
"And your name is Ed?"
"Yes,. What's your name?" I asked sarcastically. He chuckled and pointed to the sign.
"It's Dragon. Ear Piercing costs 5 woolongs." He said sitting down on a stool behind the counter and placed a cigarette in his mouth. "It doesn't really hurt. Takes a second to do."
"Okay.." I said waiting for something to happen. He glanced at me and raised his eyebrows again.
"Gotta light?" he asked. I walked over to the counter and held up one of the lit candles. Dragon laughed and lit his cigarette with the swirling flame. "Come with me Kid," he said leading me behind the counter. "Cute dog," he commented and walked in front of me. We walked down the main hallway and through a doorway that had beads substituting for a door. I eyed the different kinds of tools. They where metal and sharp. There was a large black reclined chair, like dentists used, with a light shining over it. The room was white and totally different from the lobby. No crazy posters with demons and guitars or mannequins. Just a few lit candles. He pointed to the chair. I laid down, Ein watched protectively from the doorway as Dragon washed his hands and slipped on a pair of rubber gloves. He turned back to me and sat on the stool beside me. He made my chair come up into sitting position and spin around until I faced him.
I wasn't really the type to go crazy over guys. But I couldn't help but notice how handsome Dragon was. With his golden eyes and golden hair and golden skin. He didn't look so old now that I looked him in the face. I guessed he was about 26. "It's a little hot in here.." He said and took off his shirt. He tossed it on the counter behind him and turned back to me. I got a glance of a tattoo on his arm as he wiped off a metal thing with a needle attached to it. It looked a lot like a dragon, but it had angel wings.
"Did that hurt?" I asked and resisted the urge to touch him.
"What? This? Nah." he said touching his arm. "But this one did," he said pulling up his pants leg. There, printed on his perfect skin was a demon like thing. It crawled up his calf with sharp like claws and looked back at me with glowing red eyes. I swear the thing blinked at me.
"Go to the man with bright red eyes."
For the second time that day, my heart leaped in my throat. Bright red eyes...
He pulled his pants leg back down and put some alcohol on a cotton ball. "I plan on having it removed." He gently touched my face and turned it towards him as he cleaned my ear. "You look a little familiar." He said. It sounded as if he was talking more to himself then to me. "What are you doing out here at this time of night?" he asked. I felt the warmth of his fingers through the rubber as he turned my head the other way and cleaned my other ear.
"No reason," I lied. He snorted and looked me in my eyes.
"It's not good to lie," he said throwing the ball in the trash. I could have told him I was a bounty hunter...
"Ed's looking for someone."
"Mhm..looking for who?" I chewed the side of my jaw.
"For my mother," I spat out. He froze and looked in my eyes.
"Do you know what her name was?"
"No. That's the problem. Ed don't know anything about her.." Just as the words left my mouth, I heard a loud scream.
"DRAGON! WHERE YOU AT BUDDY!" Dragon looked up from me.
"BACK HERE! IN THE PIERCING ROOM! I GOTTA CUSTOMER!" I looked at the doorway as a familiar guy burst through the sheet of beads. I recognized the spiked hair and glasses instantly. What the hell was HE doing here?
I was more than sure that everyone had the case under control and didn't need me. They had Ms. Song (or Missy-Issy Singy Songy as I had nicknamed her). Me and Ein was walking in crowded city, the sun was sitting in the west. Gold and Orange lights reflected off the windows on the sky scarpers, making the city glitter.
"You girl. Where do ye' head to?" I stopped and looked around to see where the voice had came from. Some people looked at me oddly and walked past. I shrugged and placed another foot out. "Why thou in such a haste?" I looked down. There was a little old woman. Gypsy like. She had a purple scarf and huge gold earrings. She gave me a smile, fanning herself with a purple fan. I kneeled to hear her better. She had different jewelry and things placed out in front of her for sale. "Why not buy a gift for thyself? Earrings? Bracelets? Rings? Ivory from old China. Spices from the ancient Mexican tribes. Spells of voodoo priests from the Bahamas. Come girl, come see what I have." She made all her things sound so magical. A simple pair of earrings wasn't 'just earrings' at all! They where loops made from the finest Egyptian gold. And a painted vase wasn't 'just a painted vase.' It was a one of a kind jug, made from the best clay and painted by the hands of monks. "Thy name?" she asked me. Usually, I would have shouted out in pride my full name. But instead I just mumbled a whispered "Edward." My eyes where to busy glittering at all the things.
"Edward, beware of the man with dancing eyes," she said. I looked up at her in confusion. A man with Dancing eyes?
"What are you? Some kind of Physic?" the woman nodded at my question. I bit the corner of my lip and moved a little closer. "Can you help me out?" I asked.
"Go to the man with bright red eyes," she said quickly. Before I could even finish my request. My eyes widened and I stared at the woman.
"Red eyes?" what was that supposed to mean. Why would she tell me to stay away from someone with dancing eyes, but seek out someone with red eyes? Maybe she didn't mean eyes literally.. I looked over my shoulder momentarily, to see if there was any bright red neon signs in the shape of eyes. "What do you mean red eyes?" I asked and turned back around. Nothing. No body was there. My heart jumped in my throat with fear. How could she be here one minute and gone the next? All that was left was a pair of golden earrings. It felt like the world went still around me. Where had she gone that fast? I only turned around for 3 seconds. I quickly gathered the earrings in the small purple scarf that it laid in and ran away. I ran until my legs ached, until it felt as if my lungs would burst into a million pieces. The sun had went down, and the lights of the city was bright and blinding. I leaned against a large glass window to catch my breath. I clutched the earrings to my chest. It was starting to rain. The people walking the streets wasn't business people anymore, they where shady looking folks with hard eyes and frowning faces. I turned around to see where I was.
The window I leaned against had a bright neon sign hanging on it. "Dragon's Tattoo and Piercing shop." Inside the large window was posters of rock-bands and mannequins with many pierces and tattoos. I reached up and rubbed my earlobes. Maybe I should get my ears pierced..so that I could wear the earrings. I walked over to the door, pulled it open and walked in slowly. I shrunk farther into my jacket and looked at Ein. The bottom of my jeans where soaked and dripped onto the carpet, and my feet where cold even though I had on boots.
The place smelled like plastic and incenses. I saw a few scented candles burning. There was a glass counter with rings on display and a cash register and more posters and jewelry with metal studs and spikes. On the right of the counter was a long hallway that split into 3 directions. "Hello?" I asked, my voice cracking slightly. A man walked out from the counter. He was talking to a boy with white skin and green hair, and a girl with black hair and red lips. Both of them looked like they hadn't seen the sun in years. The girl swooned over the boy, rubbing his chest and arms.
"Remember. If you too ever break up, you can always take a knife and cut off the tattoo" the man joked. The couple laughed and walked past me. They thanked the man and went out off the door. Then he turned and looked at me. "Can I help you?" He was wearing an opened button down shirt, and a pair of dark red jeans. He had a very muscular build. A ring on the corner of his lip, long straight golden hair and tanned skin. He checked me out a little and raised an eyebrow. "You look a little young to be in here."
" I want my ears pierced," I said, twisting my earlobe in my fingers.
"Do you have parents consent?" He said holding out his hand, waiting for me to hand him a signed paper.
" I don't have any parents." I said looking down.
"Oh.." He looked a little sorry. "Well, what's your name kid?"
"Ed."
"Aren't you a girl?"
"Yea."
"And your name is Ed?"
"Yes,. What's your name?" I asked sarcastically. He chuckled and pointed to the sign.
"It's Dragon. Ear Piercing costs 5 woolongs." He said sitting down on a stool behind the counter and placed a cigarette in his mouth. "It doesn't really hurt. Takes a second to do."
"Okay.." I said waiting for something to happen. He glanced at me and raised his eyebrows again.
"Gotta light?" he asked. I walked over to the counter and held up one of the lit candles. Dragon laughed and lit his cigarette with the swirling flame. "Come with me Kid," he said leading me behind the counter. "Cute dog," he commented and walked in front of me. We walked down the main hallway and through a doorway that had beads substituting for a door. I eyed the different kinds of tools. They where metal and sharp. There was a large black reclined chair, like dentists used, with a light shining over it. The room was white and totally different from the lobby. No crazy posters with demons and guitars or mannequins. Just a few lit candles. He pointed to the chair. I laid down, Ein watched protectively from the doorway as Dragon washed his hands and slipped on a pair of rubber gloves. He turned back to me and sat on the stool beside me. He made my chair come up into sitting position and spin around until I faced him.
I wasn't really the type to go crazy over guys. But I couldn't help but notice how handsome Dragon was. With his golden eyes and golden hair and golden skin. He didn't look so old now that I looked him in the face. I guessed he was about 26. "It's a little hot in here.." He said and took off his shirt. He tossed it on the counter behind him and turned back to me. I got a glance of a tattoo on his arm as he wiped off a metal thing with a needle attached to it. It looked a lot like a dragon, but it had angel wings.
"Did that hurt?" I asked and resisted the urge to touch him.
"What? This? Nah." he said touching his arm. "But this one did," he said pulling up his pants leg. There, printed on his perfect skin was a demon like thing. It crawled up his calf with sharp like claws and looked back at me with glowing red eyes. I swear the thing blinked at me.
"Go to the man with bright red eyes."
For the second time that day, my heart leaped in my throat. Bright red eyes...
He pulled his pants leg back down and put some alcohol on a cotton ball. "I plan on having it removed." He gently touched my face and turned it towards him as he cleaned my ear. "You look a little familiar." He said. It sounded as if he was talking more to himself then to me. "What are you doing out here at this time of night?" he asked. I felt the warmth of his fingers through the rubber as he turned my head the other way and cleaned my other ear.
"No reason," I lied. He snorted and looked me in my eyes.
"It's not good to lie," he said throwing the ball in the trash. I could have told him I was a bounty hunter...
"Ed's looking for someone."
"Mhm..looking for who?" I chewed the side of my jaw.
"For my mother," I spat out. He froze and looked in my eyes.
"Do you know what her name was?"
"No. That's the problem. Ed don't know anything about her.." Just as the words left my mouth, I heard a loud scream.
"DRAGON! WHERE YOU AT BUDDY!" Dragon looked up from me.
"BACK HERE! IN THE PIERCING ROOM! I GOTTA CUSTOMER!" I looked at the doorway as a familiar guy burst through the sheet of beads. I recognized the spiked hair and glasses instantly. What the hell was HE doing here?