Title: The Next Day, The Next Night
Author: Katthecat
Email: kjoseph1973@yahoo.com
Feedback: Please, Please, Please, with a naked Spike on top!
Distribution: If you want it, it's yours
Rating: PG13 (for language, implied great sex)
Pairing: Spike/Buffy, Scooby friendship
Summary: How I imagined Gone should have, you know, gone.
Buffy woke up in Spike's bed, under the covers with her head resting on his chest. She sat up with a start but then lay back again. It was too early to think about right and wrong. Buffy looked at Spike. He was fast asleep. For some reason he breathed in his sleep, "Must be habit," she thought. Buffy began idly playing with Spike's chest and watched in amusement as his nipples hardened.
"Oh God, Buffy, don't bloody stop," Spike moaned loudly
Buffy screamed and sat up. "I thought you were asleep," she mumbled.
"I may be dead but I'm not that dead," Spike replied. He sat up, "and that was the best wake up call I've ever had."
She looked at him and smiled weakly. He turned her chin towards him and gave her a sweet, long, loving kiss.
"Oh God, Xander," Buffy cried and pulled the sheets around her naked body.
"Oh hey, the buffybot. When did you fix..." Xander's comment stopped mid sentence as he realized who was in the room.
"Oh!," Dawn cried. She stood at the bottom of the step with her hand over her mouth and tears streaming down her face.
"Dawn?" Buffy said. It was a question. Dawn turned around and ran up the stairs, "DAWN!" Buffy called after her.
"Well, why don't I just fetch little sis while you three have a little talk," Spike said. He then got out of bed naked to Anya's wide eyed interest and Xander's disgust and threw on a pair of jeans.
"Be back with the bit in a bit," He said jauntily and jogged up the stairs.
"Dawn? Common' little bit where are you? Daaawn!"
Spike heard a small sob and found Dawn curled up against a gravestone.
"There you are, nibblet"
"Get away from me, I hate you!" Dawn shouted sitting up.
"Now you sound like big sis. What's the problem?"
"Nothing, I just hate you"
"Hmm," Spike sat on the ground next to Dawn, "You know plenty of people hate me and they aren't all crying in graveyards 'cause this place would be really crowded."
Dawn looked at Spike with round tear-filled eyes, "Why isn't it me? Why don't you like me? What's wrong with me?".
"Oh pet, I do like you. You're wonderful."
Dawn looked away.
Spike continued, "Did I ever tell you that I had a younger sister?"
"No, did you kill her?," Dawn asked spitefully.
"What? I bloody did not, what kind of sick, twisted little pervert do you think I am?"
"Angel killed his family."
"Oh," Spike looked uncomfortable for a moment, "Well, peaches was a little messed up, even for a vampire."
"Oh," Dawn said.
"Oh," Spike mimicked, "Well, as I was saying I had this little sister. Didn't look a bit like you, had blond curly hair in ringlets and"
"Blond?" Dawn asked incredulously.
"Yeah, blond, not like me neither, natural blond. Anyway, she didn't look like you but she was really smart and funny and, well, she had a spirit like yours. I noticed it right away. Did you ever wonder why I never tried to kill you?"
"No"
"So, like I was saying, you always reminded me of Mary and well, I might be a vamp, but even I think that getting together with the reincarnated soul of your little sis is wrong"
Dawn smiled, "and not the good type of wrong"
Spike laughed, "and not the good type of wrong"
Spike put his arm around Dawn, "But tell me, bit, why aren't you mooning over a nice guy who isn't 120 years too old and can get a tan? Aren't there any boys at that school of yours?"
Dawn looked away, "They don't notice me"
Spike snorted, "Hell, I don't believe that, a hot little bird like you? What kind of poofter school do you go to?"
"Sunnydale High"
"I'll tell you what it is. You're such a filly that the lads wet themselves trying to talk to you.. So you got to go to them. Ask 'em some stupid question and when they answer say "thanks" and touch their arm and smile."
"What?"
"It'll get them every time. In my day they used to hit you with a fan," Spike's voice became refined and high pitched, "'Why William, I don't know what we would do without you'" Spike smiled, "It drove me sodding insane."
"Your kidding"
"Nope"
"That's ridiculous and stupid"
"Yep"
"OK, I'll try it, but if I am totally humiliated, then it's your fault"
"Yep"
"Aarg, you ARE annoying."
"Now you sound like big sis again."
"That reminds me, what do you think that you are doing with my sister?"
"I thought you knew about the birds and bees."
"That's not what I mean, and you know it!"
Spike looked startled and said blankly, "I love her and she is using me to feel good."
"Hrmm" Dawn began to smile.
"Is that all you can say?"
"For now, updates later."
Spike spent a moment looking at Dawn, "Hrmph!"
He stood up, and dusted himself off, "Should we go back and see if Harris has stopped gapping like a fish?"
"I feel a little embarrassed."
"Why? Buffy and I were the one's caught doing the mambo. You were just a little surprised. It's not everyday that you get to see me in all my naked glory."
"Ha" Dawn smiled.
Spike offered Dawn his hand and she took it.
"What in the world were you thinking?" Xander was mad, "Don't you know what he is? What is wrong with you?"
Buffy looked to the side, clutching the sheet to her naked body, "I…"
"Did you plan this all along?," Xander continued, "Did you say, 'I'm going to patrol' when you were really going to do that with…that thing?"
Finally a question Buffy could answer, "No! I didn't plan on this, it just happened."
"How can this just happen? Did you trip and fall onto him?"
"Look, I came in here to talk to Spike, just to talk, but, uh, see, he was naked and one thing just led to another and …"
"Buffy! You don't just sleep with a demon because they are naked. Even if they can't kill anymore. It's just wrong."
Anya was staring at Xander, "And how is that different from us?"
"What?"
"How. Is. That. Different. From. How. We. Got. Together?" Anya was pausing between each word.
"Because it is." Xander replied. Now both Anya and Buffy were looking at Xander. "Because you're not a ki… Because this is about Buffy sleeping with Spike that's why"
"Uh huh," Anya said, "And we care about that why?"
"Because, because Buffy is our friend and Spike is an evil soulless fiend who tried to kill us all. Am I the only one who remembers this?"
The three stood quietly for a moment.
Finally, Buffy spoke, "We've all done things in our past that we should not have done. Lately the only risks to my life have been through my friends. You got the burn-me-up singing demon to stop by and Willow played with our memories and created some monster who attacked Dawn. Spike hasn't put me in danger in years."
"Yes, but what about when he gets the chip out? Are you still going to be so comfortable when he can bite you anytime?"
"He can bite me now." Buffy responded softly.
"What?" Both Xander and Anya yelled.
"I don't know why. He can't seem to hurt anyone else. Maybe I'm a demon now. Or maybe the reset button on my humanity is broken. Or maybe the chip just doesn't know how to respond to a "brought back from the dead" girl. I don't know. All I know is that he can kill me but he doesn't."
"Oh" Xander said quietly.
"I don't know what I am doing with him. I know it is wrong. Maybe it's OK because I am wrong. I just don't know," Buffy began to cry.
Xander took a step towards the bed. Anya stopped him with her hand, "Buffy," she said, "you think too much." Buffy stopped crying and looked up.
"He can hurt you but he doesn't." Anya continued, "He's crazy about you. If you want to sleep with him, sleep with him." Xander started to object. She glared at him, "None of us are in a position to act superior… Plus, he has a beautiful body!"
"Anya!," Xander yelled.
"What? Oh yes dear, you have a lovely body too." Anya patted him softly on the shoulder, "and a very nice penis."
"An," Xander said through gritted teeth, "I asked you not to talk about my, ahem, body parts in public."
"This isn't public, this is in front of Buffy. Who is naked. Who might be getting cold. We should leave." Anya turned around and took Xander's hand. "Let's go home and I will show you how much I like your penis."
"An!"
Xander started to walk out of the crypt. He stopped and looked at Buffy, "Buffy, I don't know why Spike can, well, can hurt you, but I know you and you are not evil. I love you, you know that don't you?" Buffy nodded.
"Well, as Anya here pointed out you are sort of lacking in the clothing department so I should probably leave. Common An, lets get a little PAT."
"PAT?"
"Penis Appreciation Time."
"Just because I said that I liked your penis is no reason to think that it's all about you and your needs and nothing to do with…"
The two lovebirds walked out of the crypt still arguing.
Buffy sat in the bed, stunned. Xander knew and was still talking to her. He didn't hate her. He didn't care if she was a demon. He was mad and upset, but not that upset.
She wrapped the sheet around her body and crept to the door to retrieve her clothes. "Well, the bra is beyond redemption," she thought and stuffed it into her back pocket. After a moments thought she went downstairs and placed the ruined article in the middle of the bed.
"Buffy," Spike was shouting from the door.
"Coming," Buffy responded quickly without thinking. As she climbed up the stairs she could see Spike standing there with a smirk on his face at the unexpected pun and Dawn standing next to him.
"Oh Dawn, I'm so sorry," Buffy said as she reached her sister.
"Why?" Dawn responded.
"What?"
"Why are you sorry Buffy?" Dawn asked. Spike looked at her with one eyebrow raised.
"Well, um, I'm sorry that you had to see what you did and I am sorry that I stayed out all night that night and I am sorry that I stayed out so late tonight and didn't spend it with you. And… everything."
"OK"
Now it was Buffy's turn to be surprised, "OK?"
"Yeah, OK. Are you, ahem, done here 'cause I want to go home and I don't think I should walk alone."
"I could walk you lovely ladies home," Spike offered hopefully.
"NO! We're fine. Common Dawn," Buffy grabbed Dawn's arm without a cast and practically dragged her out of the crypt.
Author: Katthecat
Email: kjoseph1973@yahoo.com
Feedback: Please, Please, Please, with a naked Spike on top!
Distribution: If you want it, it's yours
Rating: PG13 (for language, implied great sex)
Pairing: Spike/Buffy, Scooby friendship
Summary: How I imagined Gone should have, you know, gone.
Buffy woke up in Spike's bed, under the covers with her head resting on his chest. She sat up with a start but then lay back again. It was too early to think about right and wrong. Buffy looked at Spike. He was fast asleep. For some reason he breathed in his sleep, "Must be habit," she thought. Buffy began idly playing with Spike's chest and watched in amusement as his nipples hardened.
"Oh God, Buffy, don't bloody stop," Spike moaned loudly
Buffy screamed and sat up. "I thought you were asleep," she mumbled.
"I may be dead but I'm not that dead," Spike replied. He sat up, "and that was the best wake up call I've ever had."
She looked at him and smiled weakly. He turned her chin towards him and gave her a sweet, long, loving kiss.
"Oh God, Xander," Buffy cried and pulled the sheets around her naked body.
"Oh hey, the buffybot. When did you fix..." Xander's comment stopped mid sentence as he realized who was in the room.
"Oh!," Dawn cried. She stood at the bottom of the step with her hand over her mouth and tears streaming down her face.
"Dawn?" Buffy said. It was a question. Dawn turned around and ran up the stairs, "DAWN!" Buffy called after her.
"Well, why don't I just fetch little sis while you three have a little talk," Spike said. He then got out of bed naked to Anya's wide eyed interest and Xander's disgust and threw on a pair of jeans.
"Be back with the bit in a bit," He said jauntily and jogged up the stairs.
"Dawn? Common' little bit where are you? Daaawn!"
Spike heard a small sob and found Dawn curled up against a gravestone.
"There you are, nibblet"
"Get away from me, I hate you!" Dawn shouted sitting up.
"Now you sound like big sis. What's the problem?"
"Nothing, I just hate you"
"Hmm," Spike sat on the ground next to Dawn, "You know plenty of people hate me and they aren't all crying in graveyards 'cause this place would be really crowded."
Dawn looked at Spike with round tear-filled eyes, "Why isn't it me? Why don't you like me? What's wrong with me?".
"Oh pet, I do like you. You're wonderful."
Dawn looked away.
Spike continued, "Did I ever tell you that I had a younger sister?"
"No, did you kill her?," Dawn asked spitefully.
"What? I bloody did not, what kind of sick, twisted little pervert do you think I am?"
"Angel killed his family."
"Oh," Spike looked uncomfortable for a moment, "Well, peaches was a little messed up, even for a vampire."
"Oh," Dawn said.
"Oh," Spike mimicked, "Well, as I was saying I had this little sister. Didn't look a bit like you, had blond curly hair in ringlets and"
"Blond?" Dawn asked incredulously.
"Yeah, blond, not like me neither, natural blond. Anyway, she didn't look like you but she was really smart and funny and, well, she had a spirit like yours. I noticed it right away. Did you ever wonder why I never tried to kill you?"
"No"
"So, like I was saying, you always reminded me of Mary and well, I might be a vamp, but even I think that getting together with the reincarnated soul of your little sis is wrong"
Dawn smiled, "and not the good type of wrong"
Spike laughed, "and not the good type of wrong"
Spike put his arm around Dawn, "But tell me, bit, why aren't you mooning over a nice guy who isn't 120 years too old and can get a tan? Aren't there any boys at that school of yours?"
Dawn looked away, "They don't notice me"
Spike snorted, "Hell, I don't believe that, a hot little bird like you? What kind of poofter school do you go to?"
"Sunnydale High"
"I'll tell you what it is. You're such a filly that the lads wet themselves trying to talk to you.. So you got to go to them. Ask 'em some stupid question and when they answer say "thanks" and touch their arm and smile."
"What?"
"It'll get them every time. In my day they used to hit you with a fan," Spike's voice became refined and high pitched, "'Why William, I don't know what we would do without you'" Spike smiled, "It drove me sodding insane."
"Your kidding"
"Nope"
"That's ridiculous and stupid"
"Yep"
"OK, I'll try it, but if I am totally humiliated, then it's your fault"
"Yep"
"Aarg, you ARE annoying."
"Now you sound like big sis again."
"That reminds me, what do you think that you are doing with my sister?"
"I thought you knew about the birds and bees."
"That's not what I mean, and you know it!"
Spike looked startled and said blankly, "I love her and she is using me to feel good."
"Hrmm" Dawn began to smile.
"Is that all you can say?"
"For now, updates later."
Spike spent a moment looking at Dawn, "Hrmph!"
He stood up, and dusted himself off, "Should we go back and see if Harris has stopped gapping like a fish?"
"I feel a little embarrassed."
"Why? Buffy and I were the one's caught doing the mambo. You were just a little surprised. It's not everyday that you get to see me in all my naked glory."
"Ha" Dawn smiled.
Spike offered Dawn his hand and she took it.
"What in the world were you thinking?" Xander was mad, "Don't you know what he is? What is wrong with you?"
Buffy looked to the side, clutching the sheet to her naked body, "I…"
"Did you plan this all along?," Xander continued, "Did you say, 'I'm going to patrol' when you were really going to do that with…that thing?"
Finally a question Buffy could answer, "No! I didn't plan on this, it just happened."
"How can this just happen? Did you trip and fall onto him?"
"Look, I came in here to talk to Spike, just to talk, but, uh, see, he was naked and one thing just led to another and …"
"Buffy! You don't just sleep with a demon because they are naked. Even if they can't kill anymore. It's just wrong."
Anya was staring at Xander, "And how is that different from us?"
"What?"
"How. Is. That. Different. From. How. We. Got. Together?" Anya was pausing between each word.
"Because it is." Xander replied. Now both Anya and Buffy were looking at Xander. "Because you're not a ki… Because this is about Buffy sleeping with Spike that's why"
"Uh huh," Anya said, "And we care about that why?"
"Because, because Buffy is our friend and Spike is an evil soulless fiend who tried to kill us all. Am I the only one who remembers this?"
The three stood quietly for a moment.
Finally, Buffy spoke, "We've all done things in our past that we should not have done. Lately the only risks to my life have been through my friends. You got the burn-me-up singing demon to stop by and Willow played with our memories and created some monster who attacked Dawn. Spike hasn't put me in danger in years."
"Yes, but what about when he gets the chip out? Are you still going to be so comfortable when he can bite you anytime?"
"He can bite me now." Buffy responded softly.
"What?" Both Xander and Anya yelled.
"I don't know why. He can't seem to hurt anyone else. Maybe I'm a demon now. Or maybe the reset button on my humanity is broken. Or maybe the chip just doesn't know how to respond to a "brought back from the dead" girl. I don't know. All I know is that he can kill me but he doesn't."
"Oh" Xander said quietly.
"I don't know what I am doing with him. I know it is wrong. Maybe it's OK because I am wrong. I just don't know," Buffy began to cry.
Xander took a step towards the bed. Anya stopped him with her hand, "Buffy," she said, "you think too much." Buffy stopped crying and looked up.
"He can hurt you but he doesn't." Anya continued, "He's crazy about you. If you want to sleep with him, sleep with him." Xander started to object. She glared at him, "None of us are in a position to act superior… Plus, he has a beautiful body!"
"Anya!," Xander yelled.
"What? Oh yes dear, you have a lovely body too." Anya patted him softly on the shoulder, "and a very nice penis."
"An," Xander said through gritted teeth, "I asked you not to talk about my, ahem, body parts in public."
"This isn't public, this is in front of Buffy. Who is naked. Who might be getting cold. We should leave." Anya turned around and took Xander's hand. "Let's go home and I will show you how much I like your penis."
"An!"
Xander started to walk out of the crypt. He stopped and looked at Buffy, "Buffy, I don't know why Spike can, well, can hurt you, but I know you and you are not evil. I love you, you know that don't you?" Buffy nodded.
"Well, as Anya here pointed out you are sort of lacking in the clothing department so I should probably leave. Common An, lets get a little PAT."
"PAT?"
"Penis Appreciation Time."
"Just because I said that I liked your penis is no reason to think that it's all about you and your needs and nothing to do with…"
The two lovebirds walked out of the crypt still arguing.
Buffy sat in the bed, stunned. Xander knew and was still talking to her. He didn't hate her. He didn't care if she was a demon. He was mad and upset, but not that upset.
She wrapped the sheet around her body and crept to the door to retrieve her clothes. "Well, the bra is beyond redemption," she thought and stuffed it into her back pocket. After a moments thought she went downstairs and placed the ruined article in the middle of the bed.
"Buffy," Spike was shouting from the door.
"Coming," Buffy responded quickly without thinking. As she climbed up the stairs she could see Spike standing there with a smirk on his face at the unexpected pun and Dawn standing next to him.
"Oh Dawn, I'm so sorry," Buffy said as she reached her sister.
"Why?" Dawn responded.
"What?"
"Why are you sorry Buffy?" Dawn asked. Spike looked at her with one eyebrow raised.
"Well, um, I'm sorry that you had to see what you did and I am sorry that I stayed out all night that night and I am sorry that I stayed out so late tonight and didn't spend it with you. And… everything."
"OK"
Now it was Buffy's turn to be surprised, "OK?"
"Yeah, OK. Are you, ahem, done here 'cause I want to go home and I don't think I should walk alone."
"I could walk you lovely ladies home," Spike offered hopefully.
"NO! We're fine. Common Dawn," Buffy grabbed Dawn's arm without a cast and practically dragged her out of the crypt.