Cowboy Bebop & Trigun One-Shots (Haitus)

Spike Spiegel x Reader ~Pick-Pocket~

     A Pick-pocket. That's what you were. At least until you met the Space Cowboy known as Spike Spiegel. You had a bounty on your head due to you pick pocketing people all the time, and as a cause of that, you pick pocketed someone from a syndicate and stole valuable information without them even realizing. However, it didn't take long for the guy to feel around in his pockets and start chasing you with a gun in hand, shooting bullets at you and maneuvering his way through a sea of people. Who knew that the same people you took from could also give away safety as well as some cash? A few days later a 2 million wulong bounty was placed on that pretty mug of yours. Obviously catching the attention of a certain group of bounty hunters.

~~~~A blast to the past~~~~

     The BeBop nested within a body of water on one of Mars' many cities. Just stopping to get some supplies such as food, cigarets, maybe a few articles of clothing(If you're Faye Valentine), cigarets, lighter fluid, a few tools(for fixing what gets broken on the BeBop), and more importantly the precious bounty head.

"What's the bounty for today, Jet?" Faye leaned over and rested her arms on the back of the couch, trying to catch a glimpse of the Big-Shot screen.

"A 26 year-old girl named (Y/N) (L/N). Apparently she's wanted for being a pick-pocket," reluctantly, Jet responded to Faye's question. 

"A pick-pocket can't be worth much...just find a new bounty," Spike let out a puff of smoke as he sat back on the couch with his feet propped up on the table "Actually, Spike, this bounty is worth 2 million wulongs." 

"2 MILLION WULONGS?!" Faye pipped up with her interest piqued ten fold. Two million wasn't that much to Faye, but money is money and she'll do what ever it takes to get ahold of cash. "That's what i said. 2 million wulongs." Jet responded with an irritated look. A bit annoyed by Faye's outburst.

"How can a pick-pocket be worth that much?" Spike removed his feet from the table and sat forward. His interest being sucked into the amount of wulongs rewarded to whoever brought in the bounty. "She stole a chip-chip from a syndicate person!!~" Ed chimed in, from her little spot on the floor with her computer. The crew glanced over at her with confused looks "What do you mean she stole a chip?"

"She stole a chip-chip from a syndicate that was very important! Ed knows because Ed hacked into her computer system!!~" a laugh emitted from the girl as she rolled onto her back.

"You hacked into her-Where is she?? Can't you track her down or something??" Faye stomped over to the poor girl and grabbed ahold of her shoulders, hoisting her to her bare feet.

"Of course Ed can. Ed is a hacker!~" the hacker giggled and wiggled out of Faye's clutches, typing away at her computer and humming. Ein started barking at the computer screen followed by a happy squeal from Ed "Ed found her! (Y/N)-(Y/N)'s nearby in a ware house!!~"

Spike was silent through everyone's conversations, just silently thinking to himself 'Where have I heard that name before?'

----now to you----

You left your safe heaven of a ware house and left to the streets again, needing to find more cash instead of some kind of computer chip that you had no use for maybe besides selling.

     You pushed pass groups of people and headed towards a tall man in a navy blue suit with fluffy looking dark green hair. He didn't seem to be paying attention to anything very much, just letting out puffs of smoke from the cigaret that hung between his lips. Swiftly, you bumped into his shoulder and swiped what little he had in his pockets, causing him to go off balance for a bit and pause for a moment, looking at you from the corner of his eyes. 

"Sorry, mister." rushing away from the man, you pulled on your hood and tried not to seem so suspicious. 

Seeming to work, the man just turned on his heels and continued walking, not long after feeling his pockets and mentally scolding himself "That damn pick-pocket...HEY! COME BACK WITH MY CIGARETS AND WULONGS!!!" he reset his course and chased after you, determined to get his cigarets back to the rightful place in his pocket.

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That whole incident was three years ago. Now, you lived on the BeBop with Jet, Faye, Ed, Ein, and more importantly Spike. The man that you had forgotten for so many years after the Red Dragon Crime Syndicate.

     Spike sat on the couch, watching Big Shot out of boredom and to find an opportunity of filling his pockets with wulongs. Not much has happened around the BeBop anyways, so everything was just quiet. That is, until Ein started barking and Faye yelled out of anger "DAMN IT (Y/N)!!! STOP PICK-POCKETING ME!!!"

Spike chuckled silently to himself at thinking that Faye finally got something she deserved. You ran into the living room area laughing to yourself, followed by Ein barking and Ed cartwheeling afterwards. You ran pass Spike, your hand quietly and unnoticeably snatching Spike's pack of cigarets. Jerking back, you moved back to the couch, a large hand clasped around your wrist.

"Don't think you can just steal my cigarets and run off, (Y/N),"

"I don't know what you're talking about, Spiegel," you ripped your wrist out of his clutches and huffed.

"I think you do know what I'm talking about. My cigarets were in the inside pocket of my jacket and now they're not. So hand it over."

"I still don't know what you're talking about, Spike. Maybe you were just imagining things."

A hand grabbed a hold of the collar of your shirt and pulled you over the back of the couch, a pair of lips molding over yours. Your eyes widen in surprise and a blush dances it's way onto your cheeks. Spike pulled away from your lips and stole back his pack of cigarets "I guess I stole something from you now." he smirked proudly to himself, you fainting onto the floor. Ed and Ein immediately ran over to you, Ein licking your reddened face and Ed laughing "Spi-Spi likes (Y/N)!!~"

(sorry that this chapter sucks. It was a bit rushed)