Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ Vicious Affair ❯ Strange life this is ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2 - Strange life this is

She pondered on what to do, the bed looked so inviting and comfortable, but she couldn't allow this idiot to make fun of her, no matter who he was. She would probably get killed for what she was about to do but she'd be dammed if she took orders from a man like him.

She silently walked over to the bed and pulled the covers. She hesitantly crawled into the bed and remained silent for a few seconds.

Vicious had to admit he was surprised by her actions; he had thought she would be stubborn and simply sleep on the floor. He smirked and moved closer to her.

Faye noticed he was moving closer to her and decided this was her queue to make her move. She easily pushed him off the bed. Vicious landed on the floor with a muffled `humph'. He was too shocked to even comprehend what had just happened.

((Did she just……)) He chuckled; well if she wanted to play he was more than ready to make his move.

Faye wanted to laugh, if she weren't scared shitless she would have probably moved over to see the look on his face. ((SHIT! SHIT……am gonna die! Ow well, he fucking deserves it)). She realised she was trembling and took a deep breath. She watched as he got up from the floor and just stood, stone cold, just staring at her. His platinum locks slightly covering his face, but his expression was quite clear. He was smirking from ear to ear. Why, she didn't know, but it definitely could not be good.

He sat on the bed silently, brushing his hair out of his face. This woman was definitely a handful. He glanced at her from his shoulder and could tell that she was silently laughing at him, even though she was also scared of him. ((So you find this funny, huh)). He smiled and laid next to her.

“That was not funny Miss Valentine” he hissed.

“I had no other choice. I'd never sleep in the same bed as you, you bastard. I don't care if you want to kill me or not, I'll be dammed if I'd let any man treat me like I'm some kind of weakling”

She had pride; he would give her that, but if she wasn't careful that same pride that kept her alive could get her killed. “You are a strange woman Faye. Fine, if you want this bed to yourself I'll give it to you. After all, I need you alive if I want to lure Spike here”

He gently got up from the bed and left the room wordlessly.

X X X

 

Faye remained in the bed stunned. “Did……did that just…..happen….” she whispered to herself incredulous, she was more than certain that he would have killed her or even more so raped her; but the fact that he just left was honestly a surprise to her.

As morning came, Vicious walked into his office to take care of some files. There were certain things that needed to be done. It seemed like the police was trying to somehow take down the Red Dragons. He chuckled at the thought. It was a lost cause for them, and surely enough the elders of the Red Dragon would take care of the `details'. His thoughts then moved on to Faye. He hadn't really wanted to leave her last night. He wanted to enjoy frightening her a little more but if he wasn't careful things could get complicated. All she was here for was for the specific goal of luring Spike to him. But that still didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun with her, did it?

He continued to examine some papers until the door to his office opened. One of his men stepped in before dragging a very angry Faye inside.

Vicious smirked and gave her his full attention.

“Thanks, Hiro, you can leave” The man nodded and left. Faye regarded him with a cold look before he shut the door. Was there any reason to drag her away from bed without warning?

“You look distressed Miss Valentine. Didn't sleep well?” his sarcastic tone of voice annoyed her even more. If only she had her gun with her; then `she' would be the one making fun of him. Hopefully. She grimaced at the thought and sat on a chair in front of his desk.

“Look, you, I need a change of clothes, I'm starving and on top of all I want to leave! So get Spike and fucking finish this!” she got up from the chair and smirked “To think this is over some woman, she must have loved playing you both for fools!” As soon as the words left her mouth Vicious's smirk turned into a frown.

“You're pushing your luck woman. You don't know the whole story so shut the fuck up and sit down. You're lucky I haven't killed you yet! As for Spike, I've already sent one of my men to pay a visit. He'll come eventually. But I am willing to wait….”

He flashed her a cold glance before grabbing a cigarette. He walked over to her and placed it in her mouth before taking a lighter out of his pocket. “Here, take this. Helps with stress” He placed his hands in his pockets and looked at her as if seeing her for the first time.

“Ya know, you do need a change of clothes. You look terrible” he was obviously lying, she looked stunning, but he just wanted to get a rise out of her. It was just so amusing.

“Whatever asshole….” This was so strange she felt as if she were arguing with Spike, only Vicious was scary and Spike wasn't. The thought of Spike made her heart sink. She tried so much to distance herself from him but she had grown to really care about him. She had to find a way to stop Vicious from killing him somehow. But how? They seemed to be both hell bent on killing each other.

Vicious grabbed his coat and took his cell phone. He then placed the jacket back unto the chair and dialled a number while he watched Faye silently. She was now sitting down on the chair again looking at anywhere else but him and for some reason he felt slightly guilty. He didn't want her to be scared of him, and that made him worry. Was he getting attached to this woman? After all that happened with Julia was he ready to give another woman his heart? He had to admit being the leader of the Red Dragons wasn't an easy job, and at times could get quite lonely. Sure he'd had his fair share of women who would do anything to sleep with a man of power but they meant nothing to him. But this woman, this Faye Valentine………she had him feeling like he felt the first time he had met Julia. But this was much more different. Something about her made him want to know more. More about what she really felt for Spike. He wasn't ready to fight over another woman. All he wanted was revenge that was all. Spike had betrayed their friendship. But was it really worth it?

His troubled thoughts were interrupted as the person he was calling answered the phone. “Hello?”

“Shin, it's Vicious. Listen I need you to take over at the office for awhile”

“How long?”

He glanced at Faye, “probably for the whole day”

“Sure, no problem”

“Good” he ended the call and grabbed his coat.

“Well, don't just sit there. You said you wanted clothes, very well then. Let's go”

X X X

 

Jet walked into the kitchen to cook breakfast………well something edible anyway. He spotted Spike sitting on the couch smocking a cigarette; funny how he never had money for food but always had enough to get cigarettes. He shrugged and walked to the kitchen counter.

“Morning Spike”

“Hmmm” Spike hadn't really being paying attention. Where the hell was Faye? She had been out since yesterday and hadn't even contacted them to tell them where she was.

Jet turned to look at Spike and figured what the problem with him was. Faye. He had figured out that he had grown quite close to the woman but wasn't ready to admit it.

He sighed and sat on a kitchen stool. “Where's Faye? Thought she was going to bring some food”

Spike frowned and smoked some more, he really wasn't in the mood to talk.

“Whatever, look am going out to get us something to eat. She probably blew the money in a casino. I'll be back in a few hours”

Spike glanced at his watch. “Wait, am gonna be out for awhile too so put on the security system”

Jet nodded and proceeded to place the security code for the ship's security system.

Spike grabbed his jacket and walked out of the Beebop. There was no reason for him to take the Swordfish, he didn't even know exactly where he wanted to go but he just needed to get out. He walked around the streets of Mars's city centre remembering what it was like to be a young. He sighed, why was he thinking about the past? There was no use; things would never be the same. Life would never be as simple as it used to be when he was young and reckless. He had to admit he `still' was a bit reckless, but that was what allowed him to survive as a bounty hunter.

He walked into a bar and sat on one of the stools. Where the hell was Faye! That woman had probably gotten herself in some kind of trouble. He just knew it. He was hungry and had just about 20 woolongs on hand. Well it definitely was more than enough for a drink. He glanced at the bartender, “Gimmie a shot of Vodka”

The bartender gave him a strange look. “Ya know, not many people order that these days. It's become a rare drink and quite expensive. You sure you can afford it?”

He placed 5 woolongs on the counter and glared at the man, “Will you just get me the drink”.

The man sighed and poured the liquid in a cup. He handed it to Spike and moved on to serve someone else. People these days, he was just trying to do the young man a favour.

Spike stared at the glass cup for a few seconds before gulping it down smoothly. The liquid still had the slightly burning effect but he was so used to it that he didn't even feel anything. Well……Faye definitely wasn't here so there was no point in staying any longer. He walked out of the bar and placed his hands in his pocket, Mars was quite cold during this time of the year. Lucky he had his pink puffy jacket. He chuckled, pink wasn't exactly his favourite colour, but it did look good.

X X X

 

Faye had been silent throughout, this was surreal. Here she was, sitting next to Vicious, in his limousine going……….shopping. It was beyond hilarious, this was not the way he had acted the last time he had kidnapped her. He was actually treating her……like a person. Was he dying? Was he sick? Had his conscience finally caught up with him and made him realise that he needed to redeem himself. Was that it?

So many questions where swimming in her head, but she had no intention of asking them. Not yet anyway.

Vicious glanced from the window to Faye and kept his gaze to her. He couldn't help but stare at her beautiful legs. He hadn't seen legs like that for awhile, she had a perfect body. He had to admit, her whole demeanour was sensual, and it drew him to her like a magnet. But he had to resist, he had to have control over this sudden attraction he had for her. But when he laid his eyes on those enticing legs he couldn't help but think about touching them; to caress them while he kissed her passionately…..

“Take a picture, it lasts longer” Faye regarded him with disgust and gave him a cold look. But he could see right through her and instead of looking elsewhere he shifted his gaze to her `chest'. He grinned knowing that she would be angered by his shameless gaze. But he hadn't realised just how angry he had made her and before he knew it she had slapped him across the face pretty hard. Those little hands of hers could sure inflict pain.

He glanced at her strangely smirking, which made Faye all the more angered. Was there anyway to wipe that grin off his face!

“That wasn't nice Faye”

“You deserved it. Am not one of your whores Vicious, so don't stare at me like I'm a piece of meat”

He smirked, why was he letting this woman get away with so much? He should have her killed by now or at least under some kind of torture but he just couldn't bring himself to cause her any harm. Not because he needed her alive to lure Spike to him, but simply because he couldn't do it.

“I do not have whores Miss. Valentine. Women come to me freely. Besides, I wasn't staring at you like you were a piece of meat. I was simply appreciating your…” he let his gaze wonder to her thighs yet again and then looked her straight in the eyes,

“….'womanly features'. You do, after all, have a nice body”

She gaped at what he said; she had wanted to say something but the words simply didn't come out. She was beyond shocked. He had just complimented her.

What was he playing at? Why was he being so nice? This was all too confusing. It was best for her to keep her guard up. Something was seriously odd about his behaviour.

They stopped in front of what seemed to be a very expensive shop. She was sure he had enough money to buy her the whole shop but her pride just wouldn't allow her to let him pay for her. Who did he think he was anyway? Did he think he could simply soften her up by buying her a few expensive clothes, and maybe a quiet dinner?

He was definitely wrong. Faye Valentine was not the type of woman who would allow a man to buy her with his money. No matter how rich he was.

“You're wasting your time Vicious. I'm not that kind of woman”

He stared at her confused for a few minutes before realising what she was getting at. “I see. But why did you complain about not having any clothes then?”

“Well I…..I just needed to say something okay. I'm just……I……I just want to get back to my ship”

He ignored her last statement and gestured for the driver to leave.

“What are you doing?”

“Well, since you do not want to shop I'll just have to take you somewhere else. It's not too far from here. Now don't try anything funny and just behave.

The way he talked to her pissed her off beyond reason. She wasn't a child! She was a mature woman who could stand on her own two feet. Who the hell did he think he was! She glared at him while he dragged her to wherever he wanted to go.

X X X

 

“You seen this woman? She's round 25”

“erm, naw…..sorry man”

Spike sighed and nodded. He had tried to reach her communicator on the Redtail but no one had responded.

((Dammit! Faye where the hell are you?)) There was no use denying it, he was seriously staring to worry about the Shrew. She had been gone since last night and hadn't even contacted them like she usually did. What the hell had she gotten herself into? Maybe he was overreacting. She was probably back in the Beebop right now. He sighed and walked back towards the Beebop. Mars was too big a planet for him to look for one person. She'd come home on her own time.

X X X

 

“Where the hell are we?”

"My apartment. You like it?”

Faye didn't understand what in the world he brought her here for……..unless.

“C'mon, it's not so bad. Besides, none of my men know of this place. Therefore no one will be able to hear you………scream” He grinned wickedly when he saw her frightened look. He really enjoyed toying with her; he wasn't ready to tell her yet though. The look on her face was just too amusing.

“W-why would I……..why would I scream” she involuntarily walked backwards towards the door in hopes of unlocking it. But when she attempted to turn it nothing had happened. ((Darn it, he must have locked it))

Vicious gave her a true, genuine smile. “Don't worry Faye. I was just messing with you. I would never take an unwilling woman. I do have `some' morals”

He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of whisky. There was nothing like whiskey in the middle of winter, especially in Mars. His mother had always said that.

He smiled at the thought of her and then glanced at the still shaken figure of Faye.

“I don't bite you know. Now come join me for some whiskey”

Faye hesitantly walked towards the kitchen and sat on a chair. To say that this was the oddest thing she had ever experienced in her life was an understatement. She was more than sure that her past couldn't be as strange as her present, even though she couldn't remember any of it.

Vicious smirked and grabbed a two cups form one of the cupboards. He poured the drink in each cup and placed the bottle near the kitchen counter. He sat next to Faye and placed her cup in her hands.

“Listen, the fact that I kidnapped you does not mean that I intend to harm you. I actually like you. I think I told you that the night before”

Faye couldn't bring herself to look at him; she just couldn't understand how this man could be acting so nice to her. It was just surreal. But then again he did love Julia, so there must be some good in him. It just seemed that from the way Spike talked about Julia he would still be clinging to the memory of her. After all he wanted Spike dead because of her. Right?

“I-I just…..don't understand. Aren't you supposed to be a cold-blooded killer? You know from the way everyone portrays you……….”

He looked into those deep green eyes as if searching for an answer; he didn't know what to say. What she said was true; he was a cold-blooded killer, but he only killed traitors and people who tried to kill him. He never killed or harmed anyone for the sole pleasure of it. He never found pleasure in killing. He despised it, but it seemed that he was the best at killing. It worried him form time to time but he had always chosen to ignore the issue. He liked power, he would admit that. He liked the fact of being in control but he never enjoyed killing, and strangely he didn't like the fact that Faye had this impression of him.

“Miss. Valentine, you should know better than to let petty rumours affect your judgement” he quipped. Satisfied with his answer Faye downed her drink in one gulp.

Vicious on the other hand simply sipped his whiskey leisurely. He wanted to enjoy his drink while he silently looked at Faye.

This was a different experience for Faye. This man was certainly something else. He didn't seem bad at all. In fact she couldn't help but realise that he was indeed a handsome man. And so was Spike. She could now understand the dilemma that Julia must have been in. Spike had more of a boyish look while Vicious was more the dark and mysterious type. But their personalities were the most evident differences. She was sure that Spike had a soft caring side within him but he just hated showing it. No matter how much he liked the person, so he reverted to angering that particular person as a way of showing that he didn't care. While Vicious was more of a passionate man. He never displayed any sign of emotion, but it seemed that when he did he didn't feel like he had to distance himself from the person he liked. He was surprisingly honest about his feelings.

“Why do you want to kill Spike?” she was surprised the words left her mouth. But she couldn't hold it in any more, she needed to know. He might not want to harm her but he wanted Spike dead and that just didn't sit well with her.

“Because he betrayed me. The elders want him dead because he left the Red Dragons. So you see I am obligated to kill him, whether I change my mind or not”

“But you are a smart man. How can you live your whole life following orders of some clan?”

“Because I have been raised to be the leader of the Red Dragons. I have no other purpose in this life” his gaze remained indifferent. Faye silently watched as he got up to place his cup into the sink. He took hers and placed it in the sink as well.

“So…do you like my apartment?” He asked changing the subject.

“Erm….yeah, it's definitely `you'” She wasn't quite sure what else to say. The place was luxurious.

He chuckled at her remark and walked towards the bedroom to get changed. He wanted to spend the night away from the Syndicate's head quarters. He needed some time away from his duties. And he wanted some time alone with Faye. He wasn't going to deny the fact that he wanted her. More than he had ever wanted a woman before. It felt so strange the way she could easily turn him on without even knowing. He licked his lips slightly at the thought of the previous night when she had kissed him. She might not have done it because she wanted to but something between them had definitely changed. Slowly. That kiss was something he didn't want to forget.

Faye walked into the living room and sat on the leather sofa. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts. She just couldn't understand what the hell was going on. She was so attracted to Vicious it was scary. Every time he looked at her or walked past her she would feel a strange sensation come over her. ((God I can't do this…….I need to get away from here……..from him!))

She quietly walked towards the door in hopes to have a chance at opening the door……or something. Vicious walked in to see her poor attempt to escape. He silently walked behind her and waited for her to realise he was there.

Faye had been so wrapped up in trying to open the door that she hadn't noticed he was behind her, until he placed his hands on her waist.

“Faye, there's no reason to escape. I told you, I have no intention of harming you” He grimaced when she jumped from his touch and straightened her back.

The fact that she was still scared of him didn't sit well with him. Faye sighed, as much as she wanted to fight this she had to admit she wanted him. Vicious kept his hands on her waist while kissing her neck tenderly.

“V-Vicious……ss-top…this…”