After mindlessly walking around the streets of New York I decide to head on back home, the sun had set so the probability that Spike and Dru had left to feed was high. The dark streets and alleys was a comforting sight after a long day in the sun, I can already feel the blisters forming and filling with liquid. I really shouldn't have spent that long in the sun without any kind of protection against the harmful rays.
Looking down on the ground as I kick around some stones I found a couple of blocks back, a hard weight suddenly hit me. I fall to the ground and with a moan I look up at the person who knocked into me. It was a dark-skinned woman wearing a long black leather duster coat, come to think of it, that coat would look great on Spike. Noticing that her eyes instantly look me up and down I tense, maybe she was a slayer. When her eyes stop and focus on my pointed ears, I rush to my feet and let out a in my opinion frightening snarl of warning. She, the slayer got into a defensive position and glared at me with dark eyes
"Walk away sweetheart" I growl at her, hoping that she'd walk away from this fight. Spike wouldn't talk to me in forever if I killed a slayer without inviting him. Wait, why am I even thinking about him, I don't care what he thinks.
"No way" She growl back and lunge at me with outstretched fists, she haven't done this for long, I can tell.
Blocking her fist, I knee her in the stomach and when she crouch down from pain (like I wanted) , I push her to the ground and run away. I couldn't do this without Spike, casting a fast glance behind me to see if she followed me, I can see that she still hadn't gotten up from the ground. Guess I put more force into it than I knew, hopefully she'll be up for a little game with me and Spike later. Well, I personally didn't care if she was but I knew that my vampire loved the fight, the harder to win the funnier. He truly was one of a kind.
Seeing the crypt come into view I slow down and with my hands on my knees I try to regain my breath before going inside. Heavy puffs and laboured inhales was the only thing I could hear, which was strange because usually New York had loud noise going on 24/7. Looking up I freeze, standing in the doorway is a glaring Spike, I could almost feel the anger roll off of him in waves.
"And where in the bloody hell have you been, luv?" He ask her, crossing his arms over his chest. "Hm?"
"Out and about" I answer vaguely with a shrug. I didn't want to tell him yet that I had seen the new slayer, I'd much rather curl up in my warm bed and never leave it.
He give me an look that screamed unimpressed. "So you were walking around the crowded, not to mention sunny streets of New York the entire day?"
I look at him. "Pretty much, you watch any TV while I was gone?"
He move to the side when I walk past him. "Yeah, what else was I supposed to do, there's nothing to do in this sodding crypt"
"You could always go outside and play dust" I jokingly tell him when he closed the door. I was only slightly unhappy that he was still home.
"Well it would be pretty permanent" He bite back. I hum as an answer and walk into the small space where we had our food and grabbed some edible food.
I plop down in "my" chair and slowly eat my food. Spike was still leaning in the doorway, I don't know if he's blocking the exit to make sure I don't leave again or if he's too comfortable to move. Probably the first one.
"I saw the new slayer tonight. She bumped into me, I kicked her and then ran" I speak up after a few minutes, unnerved by his staring.
"You met the new slayer?" He ask incredulously.
"Um, yeah? She ran into me" I repeat, already regretting telling him because this means that we'll have to go hunt the newbie slayer.
"First thing tomorrow night, you and I are going on a hunt" Spike decide with a smug smile on his lips, oh how he loved fighting slayers.
