Title: The Best Part Of Breaking Up: Interlude 3
Author: Am-Chau Yarkona
E-mail: spam@hagden169.fsnet.co.uk
Summary: A song-fic. Giles and Spike are back togther, post season six. Number three in a series of song fics.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Giles/Spike (tending Rupert/William)
Spoilers: A few for the end of Buffy season 6.
Warnings: Slashy.
Author Notes: This is the last part of the first Interlude in the Demon!Cuddleverse series. Read 'In Sickness and In Health', technically the Prologue, to understand the background.
Story Notes: Lyrics from http://home.t-online.de/home/walterv/ronettes.htm. Yahoo turned up trumps again. Copyright is Phil Spector, Vince Poncia, and Pete Andreoli, as far as I know. The POV switches back and forth. Giles in [square brakets], Spike in {curly brackets}, lyrics in "quotation marks".
Disclaimer: Not mine, the characters or the lyrics.

"Baby, when we break up from a quarrel or a fight
I can't wait to have you back and hold you, oh, so tight"

[We broke up all those years ago because he was falling more and more for Buffy. That's what I said at the time. Now, I think maybe I had more issues than he did. I thought-feared- that he'd bring Ripper out again.]

"Tell me why, I want to know-oh-oh
Tell me why is it so-oh-oh
That the best part of breaking up is when you're making up
Best part of breaking up is when you're making up
But, after breaking up, be sure you're making up with me"

{He didn't want to be Ripper, and, in those days, I tried to bring that out in him. Now, things have changed. Even after Buffy died, I taunted, teased, nearly shagging him, then slipping out into the night to find something to punch. I had to take my anger out on someone, but it wasn't fair to choose him- I love him. I see that now. The love I have for him is deeper than I ever felt for Buffy- love, not infatutaion.}

"Every time you leave, I get those teardrops in my eyes
But they seem to go away when you apologize
Tell me why, I want to know-oh-oh
Tell me why is it so-oh-oh
That the best part of breaking up is when you're making up
Best part of breaking up is when you're making up
But, after breaking up, be sure you're making up with me"

[When he told me that he wanted to be with me, that was the sweetest moment ever. It must have been. He apolgised for all the things he'd done, for not being able to see his feelings for Buffy for what they were- lust- and asked me if he could stay in the appartment for a day or two. I said yes, and we slept together for the first time since I left for England, over a year ago. No sex, just the sleeping, curled up against each other, his smaller body cradled in mine. Proper love-birds, we were, in our little nest.]

{Being with him again is wonderful. What I had with Buffy wasn't fulfilling, it didn't give me what I need. He can. There's real love there, caring, and he feels things as deeply as I do. You can't always see it, but Rupert has a poet's soul, like mine. We're soul mates, us too, and I'm so drunk on the feeling of being with the man I love I can hardly think stright. Well, since it looks like I'm being gay for now, I guess that doesn't matter.}

"C'mon, baby, c'mon baby
Don't say "Maybe"
Well, it makes no difference who was wrong
Just as long as I'll be with you"

[I hope I can be with him for the rest of my life. The part of me that never submitted to the Watcher's Council says 'and beyond'. I want to be with him forever, always able to feel him in my arms, hold him when he dreams and talks in his sleep, let his arms slide about me, lift me, when I'm tired. This love is eternal.]

{He'd make a fine vampire. I can't turn him, and I'd want him to have his soul back afterwards, but I want to turn him because then we could be together always. My love for Drusilla is eternal, but my love for him is stronger. She's more like a sister to me than the mother a Sire is meant to be, though we will always have that connection.
Strange, how I find I want men when they have souls, and women without. Not true of Buffy, of course, but then I lust after her, my desire to kill the Slayer turned into something else, twisted and posioned by a piece of plastic and my own romantic notions. My new soul has all but cured that- it was the obbsession of my demon, not the love of my true self.}

"Baby, I'll be lonely till you're back where you should be
But, baby, I belong to you and you belong to me
Tell me why, I want to know-oh-oh
Tell me why is it so-oh-oh
That the best part of breaking up is when you're making up
Best part of breaking up is when you're making up
But, after breaking up, be sure you're making up with
The best part of breaking up is when you know that you're making up with me!!!"

[Knowing that he has come back, that he has made up with me, that he is in the next room even now, brings a whole new light to my life. I still have things to face, problems in England to deal with, Buffy to help, Willow to assist, but it is easier to face anything when you don't feel so alone anymore.]

{The fact that he has taken me back, that he still loves me, makes it all easier to face. The Slayer still doesn't know that I have a soul, though she might have heard that I'm back in Sunnydale. I think Rupert will want to keep our relationship secret a bit longer- let them take me back one step at a time, first "Spike, with his new soul," then "William, who went and got a soul of his own free will (excuse the pun)" and finally, "William, who went to get a soul because he loved Rupert- and still does." It'll be a while before they know that we're a couple, but I'm cool with that.}

"C'mon, baby, c'mon baby
Don't say "Maybe""

[Let me tell them, one thing at a time. First your soul, then why, then us. Don't say 'maybe' in that sulky tone of voice, and tell them anyway. It's got to be slow.]

{Don't say you're not sure. When I ask if we'll tell them eventually, say, "when it's time," not "maybe." Maybe always means no, I've learnt that much over the years.}