"Come on princess, time to wake up" Spike was leaning over a sleeping Buffy – he had brought her to his crypt and lay her down on his bed , waiting for her to wake up as her new soulless self…
"S...Spike?" Buffy asked her eyelashes fluttering, "Yes, love" he replied stroking her pale hand, "I'm hungry" Buffy's lips widened into a smile and she shyly bit her lip as Spike helped her out of bed and guided her towards the door.
"How about a new outfit?" Spike asked looking down on Buffy's un-evil looking combination
"Yeah, I suppose it's a little too…girly" Buffy walked straight through the door before Spike dragged her back inside, "No, love it's not dark yet…sunset we can go out and kill whoever we want at sunset"
"Whatever" Buffy said sounding like an impatient child but I suppose to Spike she was nothing more than a toy…he didn't really care for her, she was just a toy…nothing more and nothing less.
"Alright, let's dance" Spike took Buffy's hand and spun her round kissing all the way up her arm and she smiled, she smiled because she was happy she smiled because she felt and a little bit of Spike felt too only a little ounce but he felt something…love.
"Right, I um think it's time to let you rest for a little while, I'll go and get you some fresh blood and wake you at sunset pet"
Spike awkwardly pushed her away because he knew he felt something but it was easier not to feel because it was mortal – and he wasn't mortal and he didn't want to be, it was too hard and he wasn't ready…