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Vicious Affair

 

Chapter 5 - Rebellion

 

“You okay?” he asked as he lay next to her, his left arm wrapped around her waist. Faye remained silent for awhile, not really wanting to answer his question. She needed time to think. To think about what had just happened. But the more she thought about it the more confused she felt.

 

“Faye?” he asked again, this time sounding almost a tad bit concerned. Was she regretting what they did already?

 

“I'm fine Vicious” her answer was short.

 

He wasn't convinced by a long shot, and God knows he really `did' want to know how she felt right now but he wouldn't allow himself to ask anymore questions. He wasn't that type of man, no matter how attracted to her he was, he wasn't about to sound like he was in love with her. Because he wasn't, it simply couldn't be. He had been in love once, and it hadn't exactly turned out perfect.

 

“Well…” he kissed her bare shoulder and proceeded to her neck. “……in that case, there's nothing to talk about”

 

Faye turned to face him. “I'm sure” she sat up unexpectedly and pushed him off her.

 

Vicious watched her silently. He knew she was boiling with anger, he could almost taste it. He couldn't wait to see her angry. It was strange but she seemed even more appealing when she was angry.

 

“You don't seem truly confident of what you are saying, sweet Valentine” he was toying with her; and he knew it would set her off. He stood up from the bed and grabbed her arm before pulling her to him. She didn't try to fight him, which slightly disappointed him. “Are you regretting what happened?” She turned her face away from him. She couldn't face him. Not because she regretted what happened but simply because she had absolutely no idea.

 

“I…..” she sighed, this was going absolutely no where. “I don't know Vicious. I just……..” she placed her hands to his face and looked straight into those cold black eyes. Why was it so difficult? Why couldn't things be simple? She just couldn't bring herself to say anything; it was like the words just wouldn't come. Like her voice had left her. And her heart was beating so fast she had to force herself to calm down. Why was it that when she was with Vicious all of her pride and self esteem left her to be so vulnerable, she hadn't spent that much time with him and she already started to feel something for him. This `had' to be a mistake.

 

“Faye…” something in the way he had said her name made her heart melt. It seemed to be one single word, but to her it spoke volumes. Maybe something that he wasn't willing to admit directly. He looked at the time near the bed-stand and frowned, it was almost time for his meeting with the elders. He'd have to continue this talk with her some other time.

“Listen, I have a meeting to attend to in half an hour. We should talk later”

 

She nodded and let go of him, while she watched him get dressed. Before he left he turned to look at her. “Get yourself ready, I'll send one of my men to bring you downstairs with me. I'm not taking any chances”

 

Was he worried about her wellbeing? “What exactly do you mean; you're not taking any chances?”

 

He smirked, “You are a very skilled woman Faye, I know you'd be able to weasel you're way out of here easily. That is why I am taking you with me. The fact that I find you attractive does not mean I will let it cloud my judgement”

 

Faye couldn't believe his words, she felt like he had just thrown all of what she gave to him back at her face. `How can he say something like that after making love to me? Why did I even think for a second that he could actually care for me at all?'

 

“Vicious……how in God's name can you say something like that after what we just did!!!” She couldn't understand why he was being so cold to her again.

 

“Faye, I've been betrayed by a woman before, as I said I'm not going to take any chances”

 

“I AM NOT JULIA!! Get it in your fucking head!!! Do you think that if I actually wanted to escape I wouldn't have done it already?!!”

 

He had to admit she had a point there, but he couldn't let her know just how much she was affecting him, how confused she made him feel. He just couldn't.

 

Walking towards her he grabbed her by the arms and just stared deep into her eyes. He felt like he was under a spell when he looked into those green eyes of hers, they were captivating and cunning, as deceiving as any other could be but also tender and gentle, even loving, he had even seen those very eyes full of passion and anger. He had finally managed to read her by giving her a good look. She was right, she wasn't Julia, and she wasn't like any other woman either. Maybe it was something about Earth women or just the simple fact that Faye Valentine was one in a million; a diamond in the ruff. He had indeed seen just a few of the many faces of Faye, and he secretly wanted to know more.

 

After staring at her for what seemed like forever he let her go not once breaking their gaze. Faye unconsciously glanced at his lips, kicking herself mentally for not resisting. Vicious smiled at her knowingly, “Just be ready in 20 minutes” he whispered slightly teasing her lips with his before he walked towards the door and made his exit; leaving Faye angry and wanting at the same time.

 

Slumping on the bed she stared at her hands as if they held some kind of answer to all her questions. The confusion she was experiencing was making her brain work overtime to figure a way of getting out of this without ending too emotionally wrapped up. But the main question was; was she already feeling something more than attraction to the Syndicate leader? Better yet, was it even possible?

- - -

 

 

“What makes you think he hasn't killed her yet?”

 

“That's just not his style” Spike grimaced at the thought of what Vicious could be capable of doing to Faye, especially knowing how stubborn she was. He sighed.

 

“Where's the letter?”

 

He picked it out of his pocket and handed it to Jet while sipping his drink at the Casino's bar.

 

“So…..do you have any info on where the syndicate's new headquarters are?”

 

“Yeah, it seems like the authorities might actually have something on them to take them down”

 

Spike lifted a surprised brow, “I thought they had long given up the idea, let alone any investigation, on taking down the Syndicate”

 

Smirking Jet handed back the letter to Spike. “I'm as surprised as you are but it seems that the government has had about enough of corruption on Mars”

 

“But that is virtually impossible. The Syndicate has grown within its years of existence. They own practically every well run business around Mars and Venus, even this Casino. It's a battle already lost. Anyway I plan to take out the Red Dragons and its elders. That will set them back for a few years. Then it'll just be me and Vicious”

 

Jet studied the look on Spike's face, he was no longer the relaxed and nonchalant Spike Spiegel, no, he was in a totally different mode one he hadn't seen in him since he lost Julia. Was he worried about Faye?

 

“So, he has Faye once again. What do you plan to do?”

 

He watched the liquid in his glass cup swirl as he shacked it a little bit. “Bust in, take out every living being in that building, get her safe and take out Vicious once and for all”

 

“Hn, sounds easy. And the fact that you might get killed doesn't faze you even a little?” He knew the answer to that and Spike's irritated glare confirmed it.

 

“Well then let's get going, the more time we waste here chattin the less chance we have of getting Faye's butt out of trouble and I'm so itching for a fight with that bastard” He gulped down the rest of his drink and stood up. He wasn't going to let another woman slip out of his fingers no matter how annoying and stubborn she could be; he still cared for her, in his own way.

 

- - -

 

“Vicious, you are late. Do you not think that our meetings are important?” the first elder was short and old and generally sounded angry with Vicious's lateness.

 

“We have been discussing your……erm, progress with the Red Dragons. Although you have achieved exceedingly good results in your task of being leader we feel it is time to relieve you of your” the elder smirked, “services”.

 

Vicious raised a surprised brow, he wasn't intimidated one bit. He returned the smirk with a more menacing one and simply made himself comfortable in one of the chairs. He gestured for Faye to sit down.

 

The second elder, a female, regarded Faye. “Is she part of our Syndicate?”

 

“Her identity is none of your concern”

 

“You have authority Vicious, but this is where it ends, we give you the orders here”

 

“Very well, let us talk about important matters then” Faye admired the way he skilfully dodged their probing questions. She was sure that most of the men here wouldn't hesitate to take him down in an instant if the elders wished for them to do so but he appeared calm and collected at all times which seemed quite surprising at times. If it were her she'd have probably lost her patience and blown this place up with the Red-tail. She certainly did miss her ship. And to think she had left her control for the ship on the bebop. Fate was seriously playing dangerous games with her patience; if she wasn't out of this soon enough she'd probably explode with frustration and anger.

 

The third elder, slightly younger than the other two, spoke for the first time.

“You are testing our patience Vicious, why have you not captured ex-syndicate Spike Spiegel!?” Faye flinched at the harshness of the man's voice.

 

“He is an ex-syndicate, it says it all. But I can assure you he will be dealt with…” he looked at Faye and returned his gaze to the third elder, “…very soon”

 

Faye managed to keep her mouth shut and looked at one of the guards, she recognised him as one of Vicious's, what was his name……Hiro……yes that was his name…strange.

 

“We can no longer be confident about your assurances regarding the capture of this man, Ryo Kazama” Well well well, so that was his real name, she knew he couldn't possibly be called Vicious by birth. No parent would name their child that, no matter how crazy this world was. But his real name didn't seem to fit his personality at all. Vicious suited him better as strange as it was. She could already see the clench of his jaw at the mention of his real name. A sign of anger perhaps?

 

Suddenly he stood up and out of nowhere 5 of his men opened fire on the elders, the first two shot at instantly while the third one managed to dock to press an alarm button incorporated underneath the table. Vicious grabbed Faye by the wrist and walked towards Hiro. “Take care of him, and round up the men to take out the guards”

 

“Yes sir”

As soon as they were out of the conference room they were spotted by two of the elders's men. Vicious turned into a wall to avoid being hit swiftly dragging Faye with him.

 

“Look you!! I'm tired of being fucking swung around like some fucking doll; just give me a gun already!! I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself” She hissed.

 

He frowned and gave her one of the guns he had picked up from his men. He sheathed his katana and waited patiently for one of his men to clear the way. Soon enough he could see Shin make his way down the stairs.

 

“Shin, take cover!!!” the younger syndicate dodged the bullets skilfully and made his way to Vicious's temporary hiding place.

 

“How many?” He asked, disturbingly calm.

 

“Seven”

 

He smirked; “Easy” he turned to Faye. “Stay close”

 

Faye frowned and followed the two men. Shin had been accurately right, there were seven men shooting at them from afar, two of which were getting quite close. While shooting the two, Vicious managed to hit 2 on the far left hand side of the hall while Faye hit the remaining 3 on the right. Vicious had to admit that her skills were rather impressive.

 

“Any back up?”

 

“Eight of our men are on the way. You gonna explain to me why we're fighting our own people?!” he asked, a bit annoyed. In his opinion Vicious could very well be the downfall of the Syndicate if he wasn't careful.

 

“No time for small talk Shin. We have to get out of here”

 

Shin nodded still perturbed about the whole situation. Faye just turned in time to see more men approaching.

 

“We better get out of here fast” she stated dryly.

 

“Left” Vicious ordered, both Faye and Shin followed him through the corridor. The main entrance was just down the stairs.

 

They just about made it when Shin was shot. His left leg bleeding heavily while he tried to shoot whoever managed to get him, but Vicious beat him to it.

 

“Shin!!” Vicious was about to get him up but some more gunshots could be heard. The other men were getting closer.

 

“Don't worry about me just go. This better be worth my injuries Kazama!!” he stated with a grin before blacking out.

 

He clenched his jaw with rage but he was immediately brought back to his senses by a gentle hand on his shoulder. It was Faye. “C'mon, let's get out of here. His wound shouldn't be too bad. With any luck one of your men will bring him back”

 

Vicious nodded and grabbed her by the arm before leaving the building. He spotted the car they had come with and guided Faye inside. “Stay down”

Faye did as she was told and lowered her head down while Vicious swiftly drove off.

 

- - -

 

“Stay still Vicious. I can't take care of your wound if you keep moving”

 

He sat still.

 

“Good. It's not too bad, just need to bandage it a little bit and you'll be fine”

 

“Hmm”

 

She knew he wasn't particularly listening to her at the moment but she needed to calm herself somehow. There was too much going on.

 

“Hey!!! That fucking hurts. You trying to kill me?!!”

 

Faye smirked. “Hn, `least it got your attention. I don't like to be ignored”

 

“I figured as much” he sent her an angered glare before abruptly getting up from the chair and walking to the bathroom.

 

Faye frowned and sat down on the sofa. His apartment really was comfortable.

 

Vicious figured they would be safe from all of the stuff happening between the two syndicate sides. But what were they to do now? Just sit here and wait? And what about Spike?

 

Vicious walked out of the bathroom and headed towards the living room watching Faye as she stared at a particular corner of the house. It had a small table with a picture of his mother framed beautifully. He regarded her with a smile which he sure as hell wouldn't want her to see and crossed his arms enjoying his silent watch. For the first time since the shootout at the Syndicate's headquarters he realised that her yellow headband was missing. She looked even more beautiful this way, even younger, strangely. Faye realised she was being watched and turned around to face him. His smile had soon turned into one of his typical grimaces.

 

“You finished with your little tantrum now?” she spat. There was no need for him to get up so rudely almost pushing her away. After all `she' was actually helping him.

 

He couldn't help but smirk. And just there and then Faye realised that it was probably the closest thing to a smile that she would get from him.

 

“I would hold my tongue if I were you”

 

She didn't need to look at him to know it was an empty threat.

 

“So how long do you plan on staying here?”

 

“You mean how long I'm keeping you here till? Well let's see….” Faye watched his playful face and frowned, what the hell was happening to this man. He actually looked cute standing there, arms crossed with a simply sexy smirk on his face while he sported nothing more than his wifebeater and sweat pants. His silvery hair cascading down his face, as usual, almost hiding his eyes. She scolded herself for thinking about him that way but lately she just couldn't help it, especially after knowing what he was capable of doing to her. She shivered as she remembered just how skilled his hands were. She slightly shook her head and grit her teeth. She needed a smoke. Fast.

 

“You got a cigarette?”

 

“Actually, I've run out of them. Sorry” came his dry reply, his face now back to normal as he lay on the couch.

 

After realising he had fallen asleep Faye decided to take a shower and figure a way of sneaking out without letting him hear her. She needed her cigarette or she was seriously going to turn crazy. After getting out of the shower she picked a towel and wrapped it tightly around her.

 

Stepping out of the bathroom she realised Vicious had woken up; he seemed to be watching television. Strange, she couldn't picture him sitting there watching TV.

 

She raised an amused brow and entered his bedroom making sure to lock the door. She sure as hell didn't need him walking in on her, she wasn't sure she would be able to resist him.

After getting dressed she tried to open the door only to find that it wouldn't budge.

 

“Shit” she whispered. She hated to ask men for help, especially Vicious. But she didn't seem to have a choice. “Vicious! I can't open the door”

 

He sat up and laughed a deep, throaty laugh and walked towards the bedroom door. “Silly woman, who told you to lock the door. It gets jammed when it's locked”

 

“With all the fucking money you make you can't get some shitty door fixed?!?” he had to be kidding.

 

“Shut up and just stand away from the door. I'll open it” With a little frown he stepped back a bit and knocked the door ajar after hitting it with his shoulder a few times, putting all of his body weight into the blow.

 

“Sorry about the door. Guess now you have a real reason for fixing it, neh?”

 

The door wasn't in the best shape but it still had the hinges intact.

 

“Hmm” He replied never once taking his eyes off her. He sat on the bed and caressed her bare arm while patiently kissing her neck. Faye stiffened, they couldn't do this again. She wouldn't allow him to seduce her again. But as he moved his mouth to hers she wasn't sure if she could actually follow through with it.

 

“Vicious…”

 

“Shh…don't fight it Faye”

 

“We can't……” she was silenced by another kiss. How was it possible that by just kissing her he made her feel hot all over. Did she even have that sort of effect on him? She gently removed hi wife beater and ran her hands over his lean but muscled body. He grinned at her, her eyes already heavy with lust. “What makes you think we can't? We've done this before” he whispered in her ear as he leaned over her while she lay on the bed.

 

“I…..”

 

He smirked, “My thoughts exactly” Stark male desire heated his eyes. As she watched, yearning, his seductive lips parted slightly.

Trembling, she took his face between her hands. The soft stubble of his chin pricked her fingers slightly; she smiled. She threaded her fingers through his hair. The back of his neck soft and smooth, Vicious shifted slightly as he trembled at her touch.

They were both lost in each other and could no longer think at all, all they could do was feel. Feel each other's caresses, kisses and sighs of pleasure.

 

“Vicious” came Faye's surprisingly soft whisper. He could not deny his feelings the way he was going. He had to distance himself, but every time he thought about it he dismissed the thought. He wasn't falling in love; he just wasn't capable of doing that anymore. At least that was what he kept telling himself.

 

Gently kissing her for what seemed like forever he helped her to remove her clothes, once again appreciating her delectable curves. To him she had the body of a Goddess and he believed that he could never get tired of exploring it as often as possible.

 

He nibbled her lower lip a little and whispered huskily, making Faye shiver, his voice was dark and seductive. Gosh how was she ever going to get out of this?

“Faye……I want to know something”

 

“W-what?” she managed to say, she was growing impatient as he kissed his way down to her belly, sometimes nipping at the skin, causing her to gasp. “Ahh….please……just…..don't stop” she wanted more of this. Pressing herself against him she let him know exactly what she wanted, but he seemed to have other plans for them.

 

“Tell me how I make you feel Faye” he placed her hands over her head leaning his head down letting his silvery hair tickle her face a little. He smirked, “tell me”.

 

“I don't know Vicious, you make me confused. At times I feel like I'm safe and secure with you but then I realise that it isn't particularly true and to be honest I just don't know what to expect from you”

 

He wasn't really prepared to hear something along those lines, what exactly……..

“What are you saying, Faye?”

 

They both sat up on the bed, Faye straddled his waist while her hands were firmly placed on his chest, his hands automatically going to her hips. God he was comfortable in this position, he could just about keep his head focused on her voice and not her naked body. Dammit.

 

She wanted to tell him, so bad, but she couldn't, she wouldn't, not just yet. “I don't really know you Vicious. For Gods sake I didn't even know your real name was Ryo Kazama”

 

He sighed. Women, they were all the same when it came to these things. “Well it sure as hell didn't stop you the first time”

 

“Fuck you Vicious, I'm trying to open up to you and you just throw it all back in my face”

 

He gritted his teeth and clenched his jaw. “I apologise. I didn't mean to undermine your feelings” he rubbed her back gently, God he wanted her. How long was she going to carry on with this conversation?

 

“Can we talk about this in the morning?”

 

“Sure” she forced herself to say. There was much more she wanted to say but it seemed like he just wasn't in the mood for conversations of that sort.

 

“Come here” he pressed her hard against him and kissed her. Faye was once again dizzy with lust and couldn't keep a straight thought even if she wanted to.

 

Vicious pulled his pants down and tentatively entered her, shivering at the contact. Faye wrapped her arms around him and laid on her back once again, Vicious on top looking straight down at her. He started to take a gentle slow rhythm, carefully placing gentle kisses here and there.

 

“Dammit Vicious………I need you”

 

He clenched his jaw. “S-so do I Faye……” he gasped, she had started moving with him and it was driving him crazy. The way her body moved in sync with his, her breaths coming up faster, her sighs and moans of pure satisfaction.

 

“Ahh, Faye. Shit…..” Faye kissed him briefly before increasing her speed. Vicious was nearly going crazy with hunger for her so he quickened his pace making Faye grip onto him for dear life as he thrust into her hard and fast. “Vicious, Oh gosh……” she was close he knew it. In fact two seconds later she came violently. Never in her life had she felt a sensation this strong hit her. It was safe to say this had even been slightly better than their first time together. Screaming his name loud as the pressure continued to build Faye couldn't even remember where she was, all she knew was that she couldn't want any other man after what he was capable of making her feel. He continued to thrust into her until he finally released his own need for her.

 

A few minutes later he collapsed beside her, taking her flush against him with a hidden smile on his features. Faye was still trying to catch her breath while caressing his abs.

 

“Why is it that I can't say no to you?” she whispered.

 

He remained silent. He didn't know what to say. Slowly catching his breath he looked at her. “Sometimes we can't control the way we feel Faye”

 

That was all he was going to say to her, he didn't want to admit anything to her or himself just yet. But one thing he knew for sure, no one was going to take her away from him.

 

Faye sat up on the bed. “Is that all you have to say?”

 

He sighed. Why was she pushing him?

 

“What do you want from me, Faye?” he whispered huskily. Why couldn't she just keep things simple?

 

“Forget it” angry with herself for being so stupid she lay down and turned away from him.

 

He looked at the door and just stared, totally lost.

 

“Faye……..do you want me to love you?”

 

After a few minutes of silence she turned around and caressed his face, “I'm not sure what I want from you Vicious, but…..I'd like for you to at least care for me” she sighed, “………I'm sorry I've said too much…..i ju-”

 

He silenced her with a kiss and lazily caressed her body. “I don't know what to give you Faye, I'm just not………..ready”

 

“I-I understand”

 

She hugged him almost not wanting to let go. Vicious knew she was trying to tell him something. Something he had dreaded since the first time they'd lain together.

He could feel a light tremor go through her before she rested her head against his chest. He gritted his teeth. He couldn't deal with this now.

 

She immediately regretted her words after she felt the sheets shuffle and Vicious moving off the bed.

 

“Where are you going?”

 

“Kitchen, you want anything?”

 

“Just water”

 

He nodded and walked on, passed the living room and into the kitchen. He poured water into a cup for Faye and poured some orange juice into his cup. He gulped his drink quickly and grabbed the cup for Faye.

 

As he got back into the bedroom the light on the nightstand was now on. Faye looked deep into his eyes, making him uncomfortable for the first time since he'd met her.

 

“Are you coming back to bed?”

 

He found himself nodding almost instantly. Too stunned to understand his own actions he sat back into the bed and handed her a glass of water. Maybe he was just tired?

 

She gulped it down appreciatively, placing it on the nightstand near the lamp.

 

Meanwhile he caressed her bare shoulder, placing gentle and soft kisses on her skin. “Go to sleep Faye” he said.

 

“Goodnight” she whispered tired. They would have time to talk in the morning.

 

He pressed her back against him and inhaled the sweet smell of her skin, kissing her soothingly while his arm rested on her waist. Soon enough they were both fast asleep.