No Longer Tears of Blood
*A/N: This takes place after As You Were. Spikey's left! There will be more than this, I just want to see some reviews before I dish out more!*
Buffy surveyed the empty (and mostly destroyed) crypt, then picked up the paper that lay on the shambled bed with trembling hands.
Dear Buffy,
I love everything about you. I love the look of uncertainty in your eyes when I kiss you. I love the trembling of your lips when I enter a room unexpectedly. I love the way you roll your eyes at me as if you don't care... even though you know I can feel your heart beat faster when I'm around. Every time you touch me, every time our eyes meet...I love you just a little bit more. I love that I affect you so much that you can't do or think about much else. I love how you try and convince yourself you're on the rebound from heaven. I love everything about you, Slayer. But I do have to wonder, sometimes, what do you feel about me?
If my heart could beat it would break my chest. I told you that once, didn't I? Well, it's probably true. I know I play the self assured, cocky, seductive one in our little duo, but I feel insecure every once in a while. I always find myself wondering why you're with me. And why, if you really do feel it, do you so profusely deny it? I have so many questions that I'm afraid to ask you, Buff. For the first time since I became a vampire, I'm actually terrified. I'm terrified by the way you affect me...the way you make me feel. You make me feel alive again. You know it as well as I do.
The big question is, do I make you feel the same way? Cause you've never said anything about the way I make you feel. Just the things I do, and what they do to you.
Until either you or I can answer these questions...
I'll be at Angel's, in LA. I'm going to tell him everything, so just in case he poofs me....
I love you.
-Spike
PS I never got to tell you-
My entire vamp life, only two people have ever made me cry. And when I cried for you, they were no longer tears of blood. What do you think that means?
She dropped the paper.
He knows what it means, she realized with her heart pounding in her chest, he just never told me...
He has a soul.
*A/N: I do'nt know if this goes with the whole Buffy mythology or not...but it's my story and I'll warp that around so it's true! There will be interaction and more explanation in the next chapter if I get reviewed nice!*