TITLE: Forever
AUTHOR: Starbux ([1]starbux0318@hotmail.com)
RATING: G
SPOILERS: None
CATEGORY: Romance/General
FEEDBACK: Please!
DISCLAIMER: As much as I wish to own Spike, sadly, I do not. They belong to Joss Whedon, Grr Arg, all those wonderfully creative people. Sue if you want, but all I have is a couple packs of Easy Mac and some pocket lint, which you can acquire easily on your own. The song is "Cry" by Mandy Moore. Ok, well...I dunno if she wrote it herself...so kudos to whoever did. It wasn't me.
And now...
F O R E V E R
Smoothing down the satin white skirt of her wedding gown, Buffy turned and glanced at herself in the mirror. She could hardly believe the reflection she saw. Her dress was made of white satin, and held up by two this straps. The bodice was tight and straight across, just a hint of cleavage. It fit smoothly down to her narrow waist, at which point the skirt spread out. It was long and full, just barely touching the floor and covering her matching white heels. The train was detachable, now it was attached at her lower back right at her waist on the back of the gown, three white satin roses covering the pin. The train only extended about a foot or two behind the gown.
Her hair was pulled back into a simple half up, half down style, with a few strands left in front. A simple silver and diamond tiara sat on her head in a midst of baby's breath and small white roses. Diamond teardrop earrings adorned her ears, and a small sterling silver chain held up the diamond pendant around her neck.
Her make-up was simple, swipes of mascara and some peach tinted lip-gloss. Her skin was glowing and her cheeks were flushed with excitement.
Willow walked in at this moment, and stopped in shock as she saw her best friend for the first time since she had put on her gown.
"Buffy, you look...amazing!" Willow breathed.
Buffy grinned shyly and responded, "Well, Will, you look great yourself!"
And indeed Willow did. The deep crimson dresses Buffy had chosen for her bridesmaids and maid-of-honor looked wonderful on each of them. Willow's dress, as she was maid of honor, was a simple crimson satin dress with thick straps and a straight skirt. In the back was semi-train that was attached by roses, like Buffy's, only the train didn't extend any further than the dress.
Willow's hair was pulled up into a French-twist, like all the female attendants, and was adorned by a small crown on blood-red roses.
The dresses of the bridesmaids weren't really dresses at all. It was a two-piece set of the same color as Willow's dress. Strapless tops of satin met the A-style skirt of the same color. Buffy had chosen this color seeing as it complimented all of her attendants, who were Anya, Tara, Dawn, and Cordelia.
"Well, I just came in to tell you that we have about ten minutes until the ceremony starts." Willow informed the Slayer.
"Thanks, Will. I think I'lll sit in here until then. Quiet time, you know?" Buffy said.
"Sure thing. I'll get you when it's time." Willow smiled and left the dressing room.
Buffy sat down on a small chair in the corner, careful of her dress. She thought back to the very day that had got her here in the first place, not regretting a single minute.
I'll always remember
It was late afternoon
It lasted forever
And ended to soon
Buffy walked down the Sunnydale Pier, looking around for the person she was supposed to meet. She took a quick glance at the sky, and noted that the sun had just disappeared into the sea. She looked at her watch. 5:54. Late afternoon...or evening, now.
You were all by yourself
Staring up at a dark gray sky
And I was changed
Further down the pier she saw him. He was sitting on a lone bench, looking up at the sky, obviously in deep thought. The moment she laid eyes on him, her heart swelled. For a while she had tried to deny that she loved him, it was too hard, too soon, too wrong, but eventually she had to let go.
The day she had told him was probably the best day of her life. His, too, for that matter. They had told everyone else, and they had been reluctant at first, but loosened when they realized that this was the person that could make her happy.
She approached him soundlessly, and when he saw her he immediately stood. Buffy opened her mouth to speak, but he motioned for her silence. She complied, but inside she was questioning.
He gestured for her to sit down, and for the first time that nigh glanced into his eyes. What she saw was intense; it made her heart skip a beat, and the air whoosh from her lungs.
A mixture of love, passion, desire, and intensity shone from his bright blue orbs. She saw a bit of something else that she couldn't deifine, and that made her a little uneasy.
But when he knelt down in front of her, and took her left hand in his, all comprehensible thoughts and feelings left her body. She stared down at him wordlessly as he pulled a velvet box from his duster pocket and flipped it open, holding it before her.
Every single emotion he could convey she was reading in his eyes. The moment of unspeakable circumstances was so intense that he could barely speak.
"I love you." He said, a little choked up. "What we have is real, and it hurts me just to even think about living without you. We both know that our time here is limited, and I want you to be by my side every second we have. Make me the happiest man alive, sweetheart. Be my wife."
Buffy stared into his eyes, and was startled to see them shining with tears. She knew that this was real, that what he was offering was true and it hit her like a ton of bricks. This was it.
In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside
It was then that I realized that forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry
Tears brimming in her own eyes, Buffy nodded her head. He looked shocked at first, and then he cocked his head to the side and looked at her hard, questioning burning in his eyes, as if to say "This is forever, baby."
And when Buffy just kept on nodding, he broke into a huge smile. He slipped on the gorgeous diamond ring, and Buffy smiled and then burst into noisy, happy tears.
She threw her arms around his neck and covered his face with kisses, laughing and crying and saying, "I love you" all at the same time, as he spun her in circles.
He laughed and cried with her, finally bringing her down and setting her on her feet.
"I love you, Buffy Summers." He whispered.
"I love you, too, Spike." She smiled.
Buffy looked up with a start as the door opened and Willow walked back in.
"Let's go, gorgeous!" Willow smiled.
Buffy peeked around the corner of the church wall, trying to catch a glimpse of the procession before her. The turnout was amazing. Spike, strangely enough, had more than plenty of friends that filled up his side of the church. Buffy's friends and relatives, the tons of them, watched with smiles on her side of the church. Where all these people had come from, Buffy wasn't exactly sure, but about 350 people crowded into the large church they had chosen.
Buffy smiled in appreciation of the decorations of the church. Since it was evening, 7:30 to be exact, the church was dark. Buffy had requested that the service be candle-lit, so candelabras were placed along the sides and front of the church.
White and red roses were also a frequent sight around the church. The theme was obviously red and white, colors that went well with the red carpet and pews of the church.
Each of the bridesmaids held a single blood red rose, With Willow holding a small bouquet of the. Tucked into the breast pocket of each of the groomsmen was a red rose boutonnière. It went perfectly with the black tuxedos and silk red ties. Xander, Gunn, Wesley, and Spike's friend Matt had been recruited as groomsmen.
Buffy looked on eagerly as her little cousin Eva threw petals of red and white roses on the aisle, and then laughed a little as she watched little Conner toddled down the aisles holding the small pillow with the rings on them.
Behind him were the four couples of bridesmaids and groomsmen. They each walked down the aisle arm in arm and separated at the altar to go to their sides. The last people to go were Willow and Angel, as maid of honor and best man. They grinned at each other and the guests as they walk down the aisle, and Angel gave Willow a friendly kiss on the cheek before they parted.
Finally it was Buffy's turn.
"Shall we?" Giles offered his arm to Buffy.
"Let's rock." Buffy grinned, and they began the long, slow march down the aisle.
At the end of the aisle stood Spike, who was trying not to be slack jawed as he stared at his beautiful wife-to-be. He had to be given a quick nudge by Angel in order to remember that he was now supposed to go meet Buffy and Giles.
Giles gave Buffy a kiss on the forehead, and then shook hands with Spike before sitting down.
Spike took Buffy's hands and they turned to the priest. The priest had been asked by Giles to come and perform the ceremony, seeing as Buffy wasn't exactly Christian, and neither was Spike, and also the fact that Spike was dead didn't help the situation. The priest would perform a type of bonding ceremony. Even though they weren't marrying into the Christian chrcuh, buffy still wanted to get married in a church.
"We are all here today to witness and be part of the ceremonial bonding of Elizabeth and William." The priest began.
"In front of us are two opposites, dark and light, night and day, good and evil, overcome and brought together by the power of love. Love that is such must be kept, and no better way than to bond the lives and souls of those together forever. If there are no present objections, we shall begin."
The priest waited, and when no voice was heard, he proceeded with the ceremony.
A blessed rope was brought out, and the priest carefully tied Buffy and Spike's hands loosely together. He said a few words in a foreign language, eyes closed and hands moving. He applied a few drops of scented oil to the ropes, and then to Buffy and Spike's foreheads, all the while chanting.
The ceremony was short, simple, and mesmerizing. When the priest was done chanting, he removed the ropes and asked the couple to clasp hands and repeat a small passage in the language. The did so, and the priest then said,
"I now declare Elizabeth and William bonded together as man and wife. Please kiss your bride, young man, to seal the bond."
Spike happily obliged, and the couple shared a sweet kiss as the crowd burst into applause and cheering. When they broke the kiss, Buffy grabbed Spike's hands and turned to their friends and family. The cheering and clapping got louder, and she looked beside her at the man she loved, tears in her eyes, knowing that she had made the right choice. To be happy, in love, and with the man she wanted.
Forever.
~*The End*~
References
1. mailto:starbux0318@hotmail.com
AUTHOR: Starbux ([1]starbux0318@hotmail.com)
RATING: G
SPOILERS: None
CATEGORY: Romance/General
FEEDBACK: Please!
DISCLAIMER: As much as I wish to own Spike, sadly, I do not. They belong to Joss Whedon, Grr Arg, all those wonderfully creative people. Sue if you want, but all I have is a couple packs of Easy Mac and some pocket lint, which you can acquire easily on your own. The song is "Cry" by Mandy Moore. Ok, well...I dunno if she wrote it herself...so kudos to whoever did. It wasn't me.
And now...
F O R E V E R
Smoothing down the satin white skirt of her wedding gown, Buffy turned and glanced at herself in the mirror. She could hardly believe the reflection she saw. Her dress was made of white satin, and held up by two this straps. The bodice was tight and straight across, just a hint of cleavage. It fit smoothly down to her narrow waist, at which point the skirt spread out. It was long and full, just barely touching the floor and covering her matching white heels. The train was detachable, now it was attached at her lower back right at her waist on the back of the gown, three white satin roses covering the pin. The train only extended about a foot or two behind the gown.
Her hair was pulled back into a simple half up, half down style, with a few strands left in front. A simple silver and diamond tiara sat on her head in a midst of baby's breath and small white roses. Diamond teardrop earrings adorned her ears, and a small sterling silver chain held up the diamond pendant around her neck.
Her make-up was simple, swipes of mascara and some peach tinted lip-gloss. Her skin was glowing and her cheeks were flushed with excitement.
Willow walked in at this moment, and stopped in shock as she saw her best friend for the first time since she had put on her gown.
"Buffy, you look...amazing!" Willow breathed.
Buffy grinned shyly and responded, "Well, Will, you look great yourself!"
And indeed Willow did. The deep crimson dresses Buffy had chosen for her bridesmaids and maid-of-honor looked wonderful on each of them. Willow's dress, as she was maid of honor, was a simple crimson satin dress with thick straps and a straight skirt. In the back was semi-train that was attached by roses, like Buffy's, only the train didn't extend any further than the dress.
Willow's hair was pulled up into a French-twist, like all the female attendants, and was adorned by a small crown on blood-red roses.
The dresses of the bridesmaids weren't really dresses at all. It was a two-piece set of the same color as Willow's dress. Strapless tops of satin met the A-style skirt of the same color. Buffy had chosen this color seeing as it complimented all of her attendants, who were Anya, Tara, Dawn, and Cordelia.
"Well, I just came in to tell you that we have about ten minutes until the ceremony starts." Willow informed the Slayer.
"Thanks, Will. I think I'lll sit in here until then. Quiet time, you know?" Buffy said.
"Sure thing. I'll get you when it's time." Willow smiled and left the dressing room.
Buffy sat down on a small chair in the corner, careful of her dress. She thought back to the very day that had got her here in the first place, not regretting a single minute.
I'll always remember
It was late afternoon
It lasted forever
And ended to soon
Buffy walked down the Sunnydale Pier, looking around for the person she was supposed to meet. She took a quick glance at the sky, and noted that the sun had just disappeared into the sea. She looked at her watch. 5:54. Late afternoon...or evening, now.
You were all by yourself
Staring up at a dark gray sky
And I was changed
Further down the pier she saw him. He was sitting on a lone bench, looking up at the sky, obviously in deep thought. The moment she laid eyes on him, her heart swelled. For a while she had tried to deny that she loved him, it was too hard, too soon, too wrong, but eventually she had to let go.
The day she had told him was probably the best day of her life. His, too, for that matter. They had told everyone else, and they had been reluctant at first, but loosened when they realized that this was the person that could make her happy.
She approached him soundlessly, and when he saw her he immediately stood. Buffy opened her mouth to speak, but he motioned for her silence. She complied, but inside she was questioning.
He gestured for her to sit down, and for the first time that nigh glanced into his eyes. What she saw was intense; it made her heart skip a beat, and the air whoosh from her lungs.
A mixture of love, passion, desire, and intensity shone from his bright blue orbs. She saw a bit of something else that she couldn't deifine, and that made her a little uneasy.
But when he knelt down in front of her, and took her left hand in his, all comprehensible thoughts and feelings left her body. She stared down at him wordlessly as he pulled a velvet box from his duster pocket and flipped it open, holding it before her.
Every single emotion he could convey she was reading in his eyes. The moment of unspeakable circumstances was so intense that he could barely speak.
"I love you." He said, a little choked up. "What we have is real, and it hurts me just to even think about living without you. We both know that our time here is limited, and I want you to be by my side every second we have. Make me the happiest man alive, sweetheart. Be my wife."
Buffy stared into his eyes, and was startled to see them shining with tears. She knew that this was real, that what he was offering was true and it hit her like a ton of bricks. This was it.
In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside
It was then that I realized that forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry
Tears brimming in her own eyes, Buffy nodded her head. He looked shocked at first, and then he cocked his head to the side and looked at her hard, questioning burning in his eyes, as if to say "This is forever, baby."
And when Buffy just kept on nodding, he broke into a huge smile. He slipped on the gorgeous diamond ring, and Buffy smiled and then burst into noisy, happy tears.
She threw her arms around his neck and covered his face with kisses, laughing and crying and saying, "I love you" all at the same time, as he spun her in circles.
He laughed and cried with her, finally bringing her down and setting her on her feet.
"I love you, Buffy Summers." He whispered.
"I love you, too, Spike." She smiled.
Buffy looked up with a start as the door opened and Willow walked back in.
"Let's go, gorgeous!" Willow smiled.
Buffy peeked around the corner of the church wall, trying to catch a glimpse of the procession before her. The turnout was amazing. Spike, strangely enough, had more than plenty of friends that filled up his side of the church. Buffy's friends and relatives, the tons of them, watched with smiles on her side of the church. Where all these people had come from, Buffy wasn't exactly sure, but about 350 people crowded into the large church they had chosen.
Buffy smiled in appreciation of the decorations of the church. Since it was evening, 7:30 to be exact, the church was dark. Buffy had requested that the service be candle-lit, so candelabras were placed along the sides and front of the church.
White and red roses were also a frequent sight around the church. The theme was obviously red and white, colors that went well with the red carpet and pews of the church.
Each of the bridesmaids held a single blood red rose, With Willow holding a small bouquet of the. Tucked into the breast pocket of each of the groomsmen was a red rose boutonnière. It went perfectly with the black tuxedos and silk red ties. Xander, Gunn, Wesley, and Spike's friend Matt had been recruited as groomsmen.
Buffy looked on eagerly as her little cousin Eva threw petals of red and white roses on the aisle, and then laughed a little as she watched little Conner toddled down the aisles holding the small pillow with the rings on them.
Behind him were the four couples of bridesmaids and groomsmen. They each walked down the aisle arm in arm and separated at the altar to go to their sides. The last people to go were Willow and Angel, as maid of honor and best man. They grinned at each other and the guests as they walk down the aisle, and Angel gave Willow a friendly kiss on the cheek before they parted.
Finally it was Buffy's turn.
"Shall we?" Giles offered his arm to Buffy.
"Let's rock." Buffy grinned, and they began the long, slow march down the aisle.
At the end of the aisle stood Spike, who was trying not to be slack jawed as he stared at his beautiful wife-to-be. He had to be given a quick nudge by Angel in order to remember that he was now supposed to go meet Buffy and Giles.
Giles gave Buffy a kiss on the forehead, and then shook hands with Spike before sitting down.
Spike took Buffy's hands and they turned to the priest. The priest had been asked by Giles to come and perform the ceremony, seeing as Buffy wasn't exactly Christian, and neither was Spike, and also the fact that Spike was dead didn't help the situation. The priest would perform a type of bonding ceremony. Even though they weren't marrying into the Christian chrcuh, buffy still wanted to get married in a church.
"We are all here today to witness and be part of the ceremonial bonding of Elizabeth and William." The priest began.
"In front of us are two opposites, dark and light, night and day, good and evil, overcome and brought together by the power of love. Love that is such must be kept, and no better way than to bond the lives and souls of those together forever. If there are no present objections, we shall begin."
The priest waited, and when no voice was heard, he proceeded with the ceremony.
A blessed rope was brought out, and the priest carefully tied Buffy and Spike's hands loosely together. He said a few words in a foreign language, eyes closed and hands moving. He applied a few drops of scented oil to the ropes, and then to Buffy and Spike's foreheads, all the while chanting.
The ceremony was short, simple, and mesmerizing. When the priest was done chanting, he removed the ropes and asked the couple to clasp hands and repeat a small passage in the language. The did so, and the priest then said,
"I now declare Elizabeth and William bonded together as man and wife. Please kiss your bride, young man, to seal the bond."
Spike happily obliged, and the couple shared a sweet kiss as the crowd burst into applause and cheering. When they broke the kiss, Buffy grabbed Spike's hands and turned to their friends and family. The cheering and clapping got louder, and she looked beside her at the man she loved, tears in her eyes, knowing that she had made the right choice. To be happy, in love, and with the man she wanted.
Forever.
~*The End*~
References
1. mailto:starbux0318@hotmail.com