Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ The Ghost of You ❯ Spike ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Crazy Sexy Deadly 
Spikes side of the story.
Anime/Manga: Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.30.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 358 | Visits: 375 | Status: Completed
Spikes side of the story.
Anime/Manga: Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.30.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 358 | Visits: 375 | Status: Completed
The Ghost of You.
The man watched while the woman he had just been with finished dressing. His eyes studied a tattoo on her lower back for only a second before it was hidden beneath her coat. Without another word, or even a last look at him, she left him alone in the small hotel room. It didn't bother him one bit, in fact he liked it that way. It was a good way to relieve his tension no strings attached.
Everyday for the last year he had been looking for one woman. He couldn't remember her name for the life of him, yet he could remember every other little detail. She had short dark hair, intense green eyes. She was beautiful. Her skin was pale and soft, and he remembered loving every valuptious curve of her body. He could remember her tough exterior, and he loved the fact he was able to see her in her most vulnerable state.With a sigh he rolled over and closed his eyes.
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His eyes opened and there she was ontop of him. Her body moved in sync with his and they both grew closer and closer to their climax. His hands slid from her breasts to her hips and he helped guide her movements. They finished only seconds apart, and she collapsed onto him. His hands ran up along her back, and he smiled feeling her body trembeling ontop of his. And then he realized she was crying.
"Faye?"
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He shot up in bed and looked around the room. He was alone. The woman wasn't there. He had become used to this dream, and many others with the strange woman. But he had never heard a name other than his own.
"Faye .." He slid off of the bed and quickly got dressed. The dreams weren't enough for him anymore. He had to find her.
* . If ya like it, let me know. If ya don't, let me know then too. Remember you can give constructive criticisim without being an asshole. =)*
The man watched while the woman he had just been with finished dressing. His eyes studied a tattoo on her lower back for only a second before it was hidden beneath her coat. Without another word, or even a last look at him, she left him alone in the small hotel room. It didn't bother him one bit, in fact he liked it that way. It was a good way to relieve his tension no strings attached.
Everyday for the last year he had been looking for one woman. He couldn't remember her name for the life of him, yet he could remember every other little detail. She had short dark hair, intense green eyes. She was beautiful. Her skin was pale and soft, and he remembered loving every valuptious curve of her body. He could remember her tough exterior, and he loved the fact he was able to see her in her most vulnerable state.With a sigh he rolled over and closed his eyes.
~~~~
His eyes opened and there she was ontop of him. Her body moved in sync with his and they both grew closer and closer to their climax. His hands slid from her breasts to her hips and he helped guide her movements. They finished only seconds apart, and she collapsed onto him. His hands ran up along her back, and he smiled feeling her body trembeling ontop of his. And then he realized she was crying.
"Faye?"
~~~~
He shot up in bed and looked around the room. He was alone. The woman wasn't there. He had become used to this dream, and many others with the strange woman. But he had never heard a name other than his own.
"Faye .." He slid off of the bed and quickly got dressed. The dreams weren't enough for him anymore. He had to find her.
* . If ya like it, let me know. If ya don't, let me know then too. Remember you can give constructive criticisim without being an asshole. =)*