A/N: Hey everyone. Just here to answer some questions and clear up the bit of confusion from the first chapter. I am a very moody fan fiction writer. And right now I'm in my Dawn/Spike phase. Don't ask my why or how, I just am. Hopefully all my faithful fans won't hold that against me. So this is a Dawn/Spike fic. And I know I was a bit harsh on the Scoobies the first chapter, but it will get better. Anyways, that's all I wanted to say. Enjoy chapter two!
****************************
Dawn looked around the small apartment, a small look of distaste on her face. This definitely wasn't her old house. "Are you sure we couldn't get anything better?" she asked Spike who was busy closing the door.
He growled in annoyance coming up behind her, "Well we aren't exactly rolling in the cash. Unless you wanted me to mug someone." he said smirking at her.
Dawn turned and glared daggers at him before rolling her eyes, "Please, once they found out that you couldn't hurt them they would laugh." she said slightly giggling. Spike frowned for a moment before vamping out. He looked at Dawn who stood unphased by his demonic visage.
"This has to be at least a bit scary, right?" he said a bit sadly because he couldn't even scare the 15 year old girl in front of him. Of course, he never had been successful in scaring her.
***************Flashback************
Spike was tied up to the chair, he had just gotten this bloody chip in his head and had came here for help. He knew it had been a bad idea. Dawn was watching him curiously from the couch as the scoobies held one of their meetings. "It's not nice to stare pet." Spike ground out not liking the affect the girl's round blue eyes had on him.
"Well your not a very nice person so it doesn't matter." she said in a rebellious 13 year old manner. Spike growled vamping out hoping to scare the girl into leaving him alone. The girl giggled, "Buffy said you can't hurt me. Xander said you were like a big teddy bear with fangs....oh and a bad dye job." she said reciting from memory.
"I'm the Big Bad nibblet, I've almost killed your sister. I'm *Evil*" he said stressing the evil part. Dawn pouted getting up and going towards him in all her girlish innocence.
"You don't have to try and kill her to be evil you know." she whispered to him like it was a bit secret.
"Oh, and how do you do that." he said interested.
Dawn rolled her eyes, "Well sometimes I annoy her just because I feel like it. Oh, and I say that Riley looks like an overgrown caveman. And if I really want to get on her nerves I bring up..Angel." she finished.
Spike laughed at the overgrown caveman part. "You're a regular villain pet, remind me to turn you once I get this chip out of my head." he said only half jokingly.
Dawn quirked her lips, "You'll be dust before you even try." she said suddenly a lot like Buffy.
Their conversation was interrupted by Buffy, "Dawn, no talking to evil vampires." she scolded causing Dawn to scamper off.
"See, I told you I was evil." Spike called behind her.
****************Flashback*************
Ah, good days. His thoughts were interrupted by Dawn. "Oh yeah, the big scary Big Bad. I'm sorry Spike, I just think you're losing it." she said shrugging and going to sit on the couch that was covered in dust. She coughed slightly as she breathed in the dust. Spike sat down next to her slightly pouting at his non-scariness.
He looked at her his eyes narrowing, "Your lucky I have this bloody chip or I would rip out..." he started.
"Rip out my intestines and use them to choke me to death." Dawn finished for him looking at him with a smug look on her face.
Spike raised an eyebrow, "I was going for lungs but that's very creative pet, I always knew you were a smidge more evil than me." he said with a devilish smile.
Dawn's eyes widened and then proceeded to hit him with a pillow which cause more dust to raise and for Dawn to go into a coughing fit, unlike Spike who didn't have to breathe and made sure Dawn knew it. "I still say we should go somewhere nicer." she said after she got done coughing.
Spike sighed putting his arm around Dawn as she leaned into him, "And where do you suppose we go Lil Bit? Like I said, we are very lacking in the funds department." he said as his head rested on the top of her head breathing in her jasmine smelling shampoo. He did love the scent on her, though for the longest time he couldn't get Buffy's vanilla out of his mind. Now all his senses were filled up was the smell of jasmine and Dawn.
"Well there's always Angel." Dawn said then cringed as the words left her mouth. Spike was instantly knocked out his pondering. A threatening rumble growl that came from Spike's chest alerted her that she was dancing on dangerous territory. She sighed, "Fine, we'll stay here...for right now." she added.
***************************
Dawn groaned as she made her way into the apartment. Spike was currently sprawled on the couch with no shirt on. His arm was thrown over his eyes and the small TV they had bought was on and on Passions. She was furious at him for no particular reason besides the fact that she hated the world. She scowled at him, deciding that since she wasn't happy she wasn't going to let him sleep peacefully.
She threw her backpack, that held many heavy school books, right on his stomach. She watched in pleasure as he jumped in surprise calling out a, "Bloody hell," under the weight of the backpack. He vamped out looking for danger but only saw Dawn. His human face returned and he looked at her concerned. "Something wrong?" he asked rubbing his face losing the rest of his sleep.
"What's wrong? What's wrong!? I'll tell you what's wrong. This whole fucking town is what's wrong. Why in the hell did you drag me out here in the first place. Why couldn't you bring me somewhere where absolutely no one knew me, huh!" she yelled in all one breath. Her face flushed with anger as she looked at him. Spike was becoming confused and with confusion came anger.
"What the bloody hell are you talking about Bit?" he yelled.
"Of course you wouldn't know, would you. After all, you're just Uncle William taking care of his crazy niece Dawn!" and with those confusing words she went into their one bedroom slamming the door.
Spike frowned in confusion, when they had registered Dawn in school they had to put Spike to be Dawn's uncle so not many questions would be asked. Spike didn't know why he had to be an uncle. Uncles were fat and ugly and liked to play 'Pull My Finger' jokes. Spike was more like a devilishly handsome cousin. Yeah, that was it. Spike went to the door pounding on it. Dawn didn't answer. "Don't make break down the bleedin door Bit, open it." he ground out trying to control his temper. He didn't understand teenagers. All the mood swings and temper tantrums were confusing.
A slight click and the door open to a fuming Dawn. "What?" she asked irritated. Spike grabbed her gently by the shoulders pushing her on the bed. He kneeled in front of her.
"What happened?" he asked in a calm voice. Dawn frowned looking down, her eyes were a bit red from crying.
"Today was my first day, you know." she said. Spike groaned internally, this was school stuff. He was no good at that, he hoped he would be able to fix what was wrong. "And I guess some of the teachers remembered that my sister burnt down the gym. So they were like totally eyeing me the whole day. And then one of the kids in my class, his brother used to go to school with Buffy. His brother is a TA and he told the kid about her burning down the gym and now everyone thinks I'm a freak just like in my old school." Dawn sighed dramatically like it was the end of the world.
Spike sighed in relief, "That's it?" he asked.
Dawn's eyes flashed on him with anger hitting him upside his head, "Well I don't know how it is in England but in America being a freak is not a good thing." she said glaring at him. Spike sighed wrapping his Bit in his arms. Wait...when did he start considering Dawn *his*? Spike didn't want to think about that now.
He stroked her hair, "It doesn't matter what they think. It'll all blow over in a bit, because *Buffy* did those things, you didn't. And if they don't stop then I'll rip their hearts out." he said. He could feel break a smile in his chest.
"Thanks but I don't think that will be necessary." she said. He pulled away from her looking her in the face, "So we're alright now. No more hitting the Big Bad with heavy back packs?" he said rubbing his stomach in memory.
Dawn smirked throwing her arms around him. "We're good now." she said hugging him for a brief moment then abruptly pulled away. "I'm hungry. Take me out to eat." she whined. Spike groaned, teenagers and their bloody mood swings.
******************************
A/N: I know this chapter really didn't deal with anything. I just thought it would be something nice to write it. They *will* be meeting Angel in the next chapter though. Keep up with the reviews, I love them.
****************************
Dawn looked around the small apartment, a small look of distaste on her face. This definitely wasn't her old house. "Are you sure we couldn't get anything better?" she asked Spike who was busy closing the door.
He growled in annoyance coming up behind her, "Well we aren't exactly rolling in the cash. Unless you wanted me to mug someone." he said smirking at her.
Dawn turned and glared daggers at him before rolling her eyes, "Please, once they found out that you couldn't hurt them they would laugh." she said slightly giggling. Spike frowned for a moment before vamping out. He looked at Dawn who stood unphased by his demonic visage.
"This has to be at least a bit scary, right?" he said a bit sadly because he couldn't even scare the 15 year old girl in front of him. Of course, he never had been successful in scaring her.
***************Flashback************
Spike was tied up to the chair, he had just gotten this bloody chip in his head and had came here for help. He knew it had been a bad idea. Dawn was watching him curiously from the couch as the scoobies held one of their meetings. "It's not nice to stare pet." Spike ground out not liking the affect the girl's round blue eyes had on him.
"Well your not a very nice person so it doesn't matter." she said in a rebellious 13 year old manner. Spike growled vamping out hoping to scare the girl into leaving him alone. The girl giggled, "Buffy said you can't hurt me. Xander said you were like a big teddy bear with fangs....oh and a bad dye job." she said reciting from memory.
"I'm the Big Bad nibblet, I've almost killed your sister. I'm *Evil*" he said stressing the evil part. Dawn pouted getting up and going towards him in all her girlish innocence.
"You don't have to try and kill her to be evil you know." she whispered to him like it was a bit secret.
"Oh, and how do you do that." he said interested.
Dawn rolled her eyes, "Well sometimes I annoy her just because I feel like it. Oh, and I say that Riley looks like an overgrown caveman. And if I really want to get on her nerves I bring up..Angel." she finished.
Spike laughed at the overgrown caveman part. "You're a regular villain pet, remind me to turn you once I get this chip out of my head." he said only half jokingly.
Dawn quirked her lips, "You'll be dust before you even try." she said suddenly a lot like Buffy.
Their conversation was interrupted by Buffy, "Dawn, no talking to evil vampires." she scolded causing Dawn to scamper off.
"See, I told you I was evil." Spike called behind her.
****************Flashback*************
Ah, good days. His thoughts were interrupted by Dawn. "Oh yeah, the big scary Big Bad. I'm sorry Spike, I just think you're losing it." she said shrugging and going to sit on the couch that was covered in dust. She coughed slightly as she breathed in the dust. Spike sat down next to her slightly pouting at his non-scariness.
He looked at her his eyes narrowing, "Your lucky I have this bloody chip or I would rip out..." he started.
"Rip out my intestines and use them to choke me to death." Dawn finished for him looking at him with a smug look on her face.
Spike raised an eyebrow, "I was going for lungs but that's very creative pet, I always knew you were a smidge more evil than me." he said with a devilish smile.
Dawn's eyes widened and then proceeded to hit him with a pillow which cause more dust to raise and for Dawn to go into a coughing fit, unlike Spike who didn't have to breathe and made sure Dawn knew it. "I still say we should go somewhere nicer." she said after she got done coughing.
Spike sighed putting his arm around Dawn as she leaned into him, "And where do you suppose we go Lil Bit? Like I said, we are very lacking in the funds department." he said as his head rested on the top of her head breathing in her jasmine smelling shampoo. He did love the scent on her, though for the longest time he couldn't get Buffy's vanilla out of his mind. Now all his senses were filled up was the smell of jasmine and Dawn.
"Well there's always Angel." Dawn said then cringed as the words left her mouth. Spike was instantly knocked out his pondering. A threatening rumble growl that came from Spike's chest alerted her that she was dancing on dangerous territory. She sighed, "Fine, we'll stay here...for right now." she added.
***************************
Dawn groaned as she made her way into the apartment. Spike was currently sprawled on the couch with no shirt on. His arm was thrown over his eyes and the small TV they had bought was on and on Passions. She was furious at him for no particular reason besides the fact that she hated the world. She scowled at him, deciding that since she wasn't happy she wasn't going to let him sleep peacefully.
She threw her backpack, that held many heavy school books, right on his stomach. She watched in pleasure as he jumped in surprise calling out a, "Bloody hell," under the weight of the backpack. He vamped out looking for danger but only saw Dawn. His human face returned and he looked at her concerned. "Something wrong?" he asked rubbing his face losing the rest of his sleep.
"What's wrong? What's wrong!? I'll tell you what's wrong. This whole fucking town is what's wrong. Why in the hell did you drag me out here in the first place. Why couldn't you bring me somewhere where absolutely no one knew me, huh!" she yelled in all one breath. Her face flushed with anger as she looked at him. Spike was becoming confused and with confusion came anger.
"What the bloody hell are you talking about Bit?" he yelled.
"Of course you wouldn't know, would you. After all, you're just Uncle William taking care of his crazy niece Dawn!" and with those confusing words she went into their one bedroom slamming the door.
Spike frowned in confusion, when they had registered Dawn in school they had to put Spike to be Dawn's uncle so not many questions would be asked. Spike didn't know why he had to be an uncle. Uncles were fat and ugly and liked to play 'Pull My Finger' jokes. Spike was more like a devilishly handsome cousin. Yeah, that was it. Spike went to the door pounding on it. Dawn didn't answer. "Don't make break down the bleedin door Bit, open it." he ground out trying to control his temper. He didn't understand teenagers. All the mood swings and temper tantrums were confusing.
A slight click and the door open to a fuming Dawn. "What?" she asked irritated. Spike grabbed her gently by the shoulders pushing her on the bed. He kneeled in front of her.
"What happened?" he asked in a calm voice. Dawn frowned looking down, her eyes were a bit red from crying.
"Today was my first day, you know." she said. Spike groaned internally, this was school stuff. He was no good at that, he hoped he would be able to fix what was wrong. "And I guess some of the teachers remembered that my sister burnt down the gym. So they were like totally eyeing me the whole day. And then one of the kids in my class, his brother used to go to school with Buffy. His brother is a TA and he told the kid about her burning down the gym and now everyone thinks I'm a freak just like in my old school." Dawn sighed dramatically like it was the end of the world.
Spike sighed in relief, "That's it?" he asked.
Dawn's eyes flashed on him with anger hitting him upside his head, "Well I don't know how it is in England but in America being a freak is not a good thing." she said glaring at him. Spike sighed wrapping his Bit in his arms. Wait...when did he start considering Dawn *his*? Spike didn't want to think about that now.
He stroked her hair, "It doesn't matter what they think. It'll all blow over in a bit, because *Buffy* did those things, you didn't. And if they don't stop then I'll rip their hearts out." he said. He could feel break a smile in his chest.
"Thanks but I don't think that will be necessary." she said. He pulled away from her looking her in the face, "So we're alright now. No more hitting the Big Bad with heavy back packs?" he said rubbing his stomach in memory.
Dawn smirked throwing her arms around him. "We're good now." she said hugging him for a brief moment then abruptly pulled away. "I'm hungry. Take me out to eat." she whined. Spike groaned, teenagers and their bloody mood swings.
******************************
A/N: I know this chapter really didn't deal with anything. I just thought it would be something nice to write it. They *will* be meeting Angel in the next chapter though. Keep up with the reviews, I love them.