Start Chapter 7.
Ok.... I've left you with one confused Slayer. Here we go. Joss owns all, even tho it seems he doesn't know what the heck he's doing. Someone kidnap Joss. He's gone too far. Takes place about 10 minutes later. Enjoy and REVIEW. My gift to the faithfuls, who are surely as heartbroken as I am over the latest drama in Sunnyhell.
Buffy hesitantly laid all her dresses on her bed, the slinky black one wasn't what he said. Nor the green one.
She laid a hand gently on the soft blue one. Never worn. In any other place, for any other person, a backup prom dress sounded foolish. But not on the Hellmouth. THAT was a good investment for a slayer. She loved this dress. Had never had the heart to return it.
Taking a quick shower, Buffy blow-dried her hair, going over the reasons she should not be going with Spike.
She didn't know where they were going.
She wanted to be there if Dawn should call.
She was tired.
She stopped blow drying, gazed at herself in the mirror, telling herself not to go.
But one look at the blue dress on her bed changed her mind.
She could wear it. Her princess dress.
"All right," she said to herself sternly. "You go, stay half an hour, thank him and leave." Nodding emphatically, she pulled on a strapless slip and sat at her vanity, pinning her hair up. Seeing the straight hair, and thinking it messy, she began curling them, not stopping until the top of her was covered in them, two spiraling curls framing her face.
She raided Dawn's make-up drawer for eyeshadow, stopping to short to glare at an offending tube of lip gloss... that was blue? Upon closer inspection, it was Loreal Eye Glosse?? Hmm... She shrugged. It was a gorgeous pale blue shade and it matched her dress.
The doorbell rang and Buffy walked slowly down the stairs, blessing herself for never returning the outfit. She opened the door, feeling suddenly shy.
It was replaced however, by shock. There stood Spike, in a grey shirted tuxedo, the top button undone, holding a pink rose. *His* unsure look was replaced by an appreciative smirk.
"Well, well, Slayer... You clean up nicely." Frowning, he stammered, "No. No... That's not what I wanted to say... You... you're beautiful, Buffy, everyday. But now you're... glowing. Radiant."
"I... Thank you." Articulation never her strong point, she grinned. "You look good, too."
"Ah... This is for you." He handed her the rose, smiled appreciatively as she rolled it over her lips, and sniffed it.
"Do you trust me?"
Stifling her instinct to deny him on principle, she twirled the rose in her fingers, staring intently at the swirling shades of pink. Honestly, from her heart, "With my life. With Dawn's. Yes."
Not able to quell a triumphant grin, he stepped close to her, saying, "Then close your eyes. And trust me."
She let her eyes drift shut, forcing the tension from her body as best she could, only twitching slightly when she felt something soft cover her eyes.
Sensing her raised heartbeat, Spike leaned close to ear, whispered, "Trust me." Taking a moment to savor her defense-less state, he also admired her attire. The dress had a fitted top, strapless, to a poofy tulle skirt. He was proud for knowing the material, having paid attention to "Fashion Emergency" once and a while. The tulle had rhinestones on it randomly, raised slightly at her ankles, and drooping into a small train in the back. He knew it laced up the back.
Shaking himself out of his admiring state, he guided her gently down her porch stairs, and into his DeSoto.
"Sit tight, luv. I'm buckling you. It's the law, you know," he said seriously.
Stifling the urge to laugh hysterically from her nerves, she nodded, biting her lips.
He drove in a circle for while, trying to confuse her slayer sense as much as possible, then parked beside the road. He got out, helped her out, and guided her down a grassy knoll.
"I'm going to take your blindfold off, luv... But promise me you'll keep your eyes shut."
She nodded nervously. Maybe he had gotten his chip out, and this was his last hurrah before killing her. Maybe... a bunch of vampire's were looking at her much like broke teenagers eye an all you can eat buffet. Or, an all you can suck Buffy.
'Calm, Buffy,' she told herself. 'Calm. Can you sense anything but Spike? Stupid,' she derided herself, 'can you ever sense anything but Spike when he's around? No. Just shut up, Buffy.' She snorted at herself.
"You shut up!"
Spike almost missed her grumble. "What luv? You ok?"
She blushed. It wasn't a problem talking to yourself, or even answering. But when you *fought* with yourself... "No. Didn't say anything."
"Mm... Kay..." He stood in front of her, untied the satin around her eyes. "Eyes are closed?"
"Yup yup."
He removed the blindfold gently, and cupped a hand to her cheek. "Just two more minutes, pet, all right? Just... don't move."
"All right..." She as getting way too nervous, and waaaay tired or the 'blind and motionless' Buffy-ness. It as making her jumpy.
Hearing his lighter flick, she waited three seconds, then inhaled deeply, expecting the sharp nicotine smell that usually accompanied it. Nothing.
Spike cracked his neck, nodding it to each shoulder sharply. Now or never. Sink or swim. God, where had those completely brainless idiosyncrasies *come* from? He'd have to ring Dru to get her to eat the people's descendants who coined them. Damn, he couldn't even get his lighter going. His hands were shaking.
Finally his task was done, and he knelt down, hit a button, and strode to Buffy.
"Open your eyes."
Doing as she was told, she was awed.
Candles... everywhere, candles tall, and short and fat and thin, all white, all in glass holders, giving off a soft glow. A song played quietly in the background, gaining volume as a crescendo soared.
"Dance with me, Buffy." He took her hand in his, and swept her in a slow circle.
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes
Buffy looked into his eyes, smiling tentatively. "I don't..."
"Just... dance, luv. Don't think."
Turn around bright eyes,
Every now and then I fall apart
Turn around bright eyes, Every now and then I fall apart
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit helpless and I'm lying like a child in your arms
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit angry and I know I've got to get out and cry
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified but then I see the look in your eyes...
Spike moved in a slow circle, eyes tightly shut, and a trembling moving through his body.
Turn around bright eyes,
Every now and then I fall apart
Turnaround bright eyes,
Every now and then I fall apart
And I need you now tonight
And I need you more than ever
And if you only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever
And we'll only be making it right
Cause we'll never be wrong together
We can take it to the end of the line
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark
We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks
I really need you tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Quietly, gathering her very close, he began to sing along with a chorus.
Once upon a time I was falling in love
But now I'm only falling apart
There's nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart
Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A total eclipse of the heart
Turn around bright eyes
Turnaround bright eyes
Turn around...
Buffy laid a finger across his lips, and looked into his eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. She knew this song. Loved it. But had never felt the time quite so right to sing the one verse that always meant the most to her now. Especially in this man... Yes. This *man's* arms. So tremulously, she did so.
Every now and then I know you'll never be the boy you always wanted to be
Every now then I know you'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am
Every now and then I know there's no one in the universe as magical and wondrous as you
Every now and then I know there's nothing any better and there's nothing that I just wouldn't do
Every now and then I fall apart
Every now and then I fall apart
Both silent, both still, they looked, simply looked at eachother as the song finished.
And I need you now tonight
And I need you more than ever
And if you'll only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever
And we'll only be making it right
Cause we'll never be wrong together
We can take it to the end of the line
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark
We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks
I really need you tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Once upon a time I was falling in love
But now I'm only falling apart
Nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart
Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A total eclipse of the heart
They drew apart, only their hands touching.
"You've never gotten to have the perfect prom, or homecoming. I know..." He dropped his head, "I know that I'm not the proper date, but I just... I wanted to give you as close to the perfect moment as possible."
Biting back tears, she nodded her head at him. "I never did, Spike. But maybe this is what I was waiting for... So many candles... how did you get all this?"
"The candles... There are one hundred and forty seven. One, every day you were gone." He lightened her shocked countenance with his next sentence. "And I stole the Bit's CD player, and one night, I was watching you. Never seen so heart-felt a kareoke rendition. Never."
Laughing, she smiled at him.
Looking at their clasped hands, he brought her tiny hand to his lips, unhooking it from his, and kissed the palm gently.
"Thank you." Buffy started, "I've never-"
"You don't have to, Slayer-"
"Let me do this." She stared at him. "Please. Let me do this."
At his nod, she continued. "I've never felt so treasured. But at the same time, you don't coddle me either. And I don't scare you because I'm strong. Or disappoint you when I'm weak. You'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am. And for that, Spike. For that, William." She looked into his eyes, licked her lips, and spoke softly, so softly he almost missed it, "For that... I love you."
End, Chapter 7.
Fist things first, that song is "Total Eclipse of the Heart" by Bonnie Tyler. Kick butt song. Should there be more?? I don't know. There COULD be more. If I get say... between at least 5 and 10 reviews telling me to. *coy shrug* It's all you. :) I'd really love to write more, but I have to know people like it. Anyway, the tbc is all you. Thanks for tuning in so far.
Always grateful.
Tequila Sunrise
Ok.... I've left you with one confused Slayer. Here we go. Joss owns all, even tho it seems he doesn't know what the heck he's doing. Someone kidnap Joss. He's gone too far. Takes place about 10 minutes later. Enjoy and REVIEW. My gift to the faithfuls, who are surely as heartbroken as I am over the latest drama in Sunnyhell.
Buffy hesitantly laid all her dresses on her bed, the slinky black one wasn't what he said. Nor the green one.
She laid a hand gently on the soft blue one. Never worn. In any other place, for any other person, a backup prom dress sounded foolish. But not on the Hellmouth. THAT was a good investment for a slayer. She loved this dress. Had never had the heart to return it.
Taking a quick shower, Buffy blow-dried her hair, going over the reasons she should not be going with Spike.
She didn't know where they were going.
She wanted to be there if Dawn should call.
She was tired.
She stopped blow drying, gazed at herself in the mirror, telling herself not to go.
But one look at the blue dress on her bed changed her mind.
She could wear it. Her princess dress.
"All right," she said to herself sternly. "You go, stay half an hour, thank him and leave." Nodding emphatically, she pulled on a strapless slip and sat at her vanity, pinning her hair up. Seeing the straight hair, and thinking it messy, she began curling them, not stopping until the top of her was covered in them, two spiraling curls framing her face.
She raided Dawn's make-up drawer for eyeshadow, stopping to short to glare at an offending tube of lip gloss... that was blue? Upon closer inspection, it was Loreal Eye Glosse?? Hmm... She shrugged. It was a gorgeous pale blue shade and it matched her dress.
The doorbell rang and Buffy walked slowly down the stairs, blessing herself for never returning the outfit. She opened the door, feeling suddenly shy.
It was replaced however, by shock. There stood Spike, in a grey shirted tuxedo, the top button undone, holding a pink rose. *His* unsure look was replaced by an appreciative smirk.
"Well, well, Slayer... You clean up nicely." Frowning, he stammered, "No. No... That's not what I wanted to say... You... you're beautiful, Buffy, everyday. But now you're... glowing. Radiant."
"I... Thank you." Articulation never her strong point, she grinned. "You look good, too."
"Ah... This is for you." He handed her the rose, smiled appreciatively as she rolled it over her lips, and sniffed it.
"Do you trust me?"
Stifling her instinct to deny him on principle, she twirled the rose in her fingers, staring intently at the swirling shades of pink. Honestly, from her heart, "With my life. With Dawn's. Yes."
Not able to quell a triumphant grin, he stepped close to her, saying, "Then close your eyes. And trust me."
She let her eyes drift shut, forcing the tension from her body as best she could, only twitching slightly when she felt something soft cover her eyes.
Sensing her raised heartbeat, Spike leaned close to ear, whispered, "Trust me." Taking a moment to savor her defense-less state, he also admired her attire. The dress had a fitted top, strapless, to a poofy tulle skirt. He was proud for knowing the material, having paid attention to "Fashion Emergency" once and a while. The tulle had rhinestones on it randomly, raised slightly at her ankles, and drooping into a small train in the back. He knew it laced up the back.
Shaking himself out of his admiring state, he guided her gently down her porch stairs, and into his DeSoto.
"Sit tight, luv. I'm buckling you. It's the law, you know," he said seriously.
Stifling the urge to laugh hysterically from her nerves, she nodded, biting her lips.
He drove in a circle for while, trying to confuse her slayer sense as much as possible, then parked beside the road. He got out, helped her out, and guided her down a grassy knoll.
"I'm going to take your blindfold off, luv... But promise me you'll keep your eyes shut."
She nodded nervously. Maybe he had gotten his chip out, and this was his last hurrah before killing her. Maybe... a bunch of vampire's were looking at her much like broke teenagers eye an all you can eat buffet. Or, an all you can suck Buffy.
'Calm, Buffy,' she told herself. 'Calm. Can you sense anything but Spike? Stupid,' she derided herself, 'can you ever sense anything but Spike when he's around? No. Just shut up, Buffy.' She snorted at herself.
"You shut up!"
Spike almost missed her grumble. "What luv? You ok?"
She blushed. It wasn't a problem talking to yourself, or even answering. But when you *fought* with yourself... "No. Didn't say anything."
"Mm... Kay..." He stood in front of her, untied the satin around her eyes. "Eyes are closed?"
"Yup yup."
He removed the blindfold gently, and cupped a hand to her cheek. "Just two more minutes, pet, all right? Just... don't move."
"All right..." She as getting way too nervous, and waaaay tired or the 'blind and motionless' Buffy-ness. It as making her jumpy.
Hearing his lighter flick, she waited three seconds, then inhaled deeply, expecting the sharp nicotine smell that usually accompanied it. Nothing.
Spike cracked his neck, nodding it to each shoulder sharply. Now or never. Sink or swim. God, where had those completely brainless idiosyncrasies *come* from? He'd have to ring Dru to get her to eat the people's descendants who coined them. Damn, he couldn't even get his lighter going. His hands were shaking.
Finally his task was done, and he knelt down, hit a button, and strode to Buffy.
"Open your eyes."
Doing as she was told, she was awed.
Candles... everywhere, candles tall, and short and fat and thin, all white, all in glass holders, giving off a soft glow. A song played quietly in the background, gaining volume as a crescendo soared.
"Dance with me, Buffy." He took her hand in his, and swept her in a slow circle.
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes
Buffy looked into his eyes, smiling tentatively. "I don't..."
"Just... dance, luv. Don't think."
Turn around bright eyes,
Every now and then I fall apart
Turn around bright eyes, Every now and then I fall apart
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit helpless and I'm lying like a child in your arms
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit angry and I know I've got to get out and cry
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified but then I see the look in your eyes...
Spike moved in a slow circle, eyes tightly shut, and a trembling moving through his body.
Turn around bright eyes,
Every now and then I fall apart
Turnaround bright eyes,
Every now and then I fall apart
And I need you now tonight
And I need you more than ever
And if you only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever
And we'll only be making it right
Cause we'll never be wrong together
We can take it to the end of the line
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark
We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks
I really need you tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Quietly, gathering her very close, he began to sing along with a chorus.
Once upon a time I was falling in love
But now I'm only falling apart
There's nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart
Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A total eclipse of the heart
Turn around bright eyes
Turnaround bright eyes
Turn around...
Buffy laid a finger across his lips, and looked into his eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. She knew this song. Loved it. But had never felt the time quite so right to sing the one verse that always meant the most to her now. Especially in this man... Yes. This *man's* arms. So tremulously, she did so.
Every now and then I know you'll never be the boy you always wanted to be
Every now then I know you'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am
Every now and then I know there's no one in the universe as magical and wondrous as you
Every now and then I know there's nothing any better and there's nothing that I just wouldn't do
Every now and then I fall apart
Every now and then I fall apart
Both silent, both still, they looked, simply looked at eachother as the song finished.
And I need you now tonight
And I need you more than ever
And if you'll only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever
And we'll only be making it right
Cause we'll never be wrong together
We can take it to the end of the line
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark
We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks
I really need you tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Once upon a time I was falling in love
But now I'm only falling apart
Nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart
Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A total eclipse of the heart
They drew apart, only their hands touching.
"You've never gotten to have the perfect prom, or homecoming. I know..." He dropped his head, "I know that I'm not the proper date, but I just... I wanted to give you as close to the perfect moment as possible."
Biting back tears, she nodded her head at him. "I never did, Spike. But maybe this is what I was waiting for... So many candles... how did you get all this?"
"The candles... There are one hundred and forty seven. One, every day you were gone." He lightened her shocked countenance with his next sentence. "And I stole the Bit's CD player, and one night, I was watching you. Never seen so heart-felt a kareoke rendition. Never."
Laughing, she smiled at him.
Looking at their clasped hands, he brought her tiny hand to his lips, unhooking it from his, and kissed the palm gently.
"Thank you." Buffy started, "I've never-"
"You don't have to, Slayer-"
"Let me do this." She stared at him. "Please. Let me do this."
At his nod, she continued. "I've never felt so treasured. But at the same time, you don't coddle me either. And I don't scare you because I'm strong. Or disappoint you when I'm weak. You'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am. And for that, Spike. For that, William." She looked into his eyes, licked her lips, and spoke softly, so softly he almost missed it, "For that... I love you."
End, Chapter 7.
Fist things first, that song is "Total Eclipse of the Heart" by Bonnie Tyler. Kick butt song. Should there be more?? I don't know. There COULD be more. If I get say... between at least 5 and 10 reviews telling me to. *coy shrug* It's all you. :) I'd really love to write more, but I have to know people like it. Anyway, the tbc is all you. Thanks for tuning in so far.
Always grateful.
Tequila Sunrise