Author's note: Mmm... I really, really don't know what to say hehe. So just read and review, please.

Disclaimer: I know I didn't paste this on the previous chapters, but I forgot. Anyway, you all know it, don't you. Only the plot's mine.

Dawn plopped on her bed, and sighed loudly. Seconds later, someone knocked the door.

"Come in." It was Tara. "Hey."

"Hi, Dawnie. Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm fine."

"Is something bothering you?"

Dawn looked up. This was Tara. She could trust Tara.

"It's just... well, there is this guy I'm dating, right? And he's great. He's really cute, and nice, and funny, and smart. I mean, that is really, really hard to find, isn't it?"

Tara nodded, confused. "I don't see what the problem is."

"Well, there's also this other... guy. And he makes me feel different. But he's not someone I should like. He's like... I dunno, dangerous, maybe. And I don't think he likes me, anyway. But I can't help liking him, you know. And Mark -the guy I'm dating -I don't wanna hurt him."

Tara stared at Dawn eyed-widened. "God, Dawnie. I don't know what to tell you. I think that maybe you should give your boyfriend a chance. He seems like a very nice guy. But you can't tell your heart how to feel. Dawn, you're sure the other guy doesn't like you?"

"Positive," she hesitated for a moment. "Well, he... no, he doesn't like me."

Meanwhile, Spike was having the same discussion with himself, walking one side to another of his crypt. He knew he shouldn't have kissed Dawn. He shouldn't have tried to kiss her again. And he knew he should've apologized. But why to apologize for something he didn't regret. He needed to talk to Dawn. That what he had to do. He'd apologize. Yes, that's what. Even if he didn't regret it, he would. Just to not loose Dawn.

The perfect opportunity came to him a week later. Dawn was going to a party; one the witches did know about. With Mark. Tara had asked him if he could pick Dawn up and leave her at Xander and Anya's. They were going out. Again. Spike thought they were doing too much of that lately. But he didn't complain. He really needed to talk to Dawn.

So, it was a Friday night. About midnight. And he was walking without thinking. So, he was picking Dawn up. What? He'd just appear and ask for her and tell her 'I'm taking you to Anya's'? But when he arrived to the party, Dawn was waiting for him with her friend Janice. Spike could tell she was a bit drunk, but still conscious of her actions.

When she saw him she said good-bye to Janice and started walking to Spike.

"Hello," she said, rather coldly.

"Hello, Bit."

They started walking silently. Until the silence was unbearable.

"So," Spike said, saying the first thing that plopped in his head. "where's your boyfriend?"

"He left early," she said, no emotion in her voice.

"Oh."

Silence again. They walked like this until they were two streets away of Xander's place. Spike couldn't take it anymore.

"Listen, Dawn," he said, before he knew what was he doing. "I need to talk to you."

"We are talking, aren't we?"

"No, luv. We aren't talking. We need to talk."

He was going to apologize. He really was. But when he looked down at her, all his speech was erased from his mind. All he could think about was the kiss.

Dawn rolled her eyes. "Spike, I'm kind of drunk. My head hurts. I should really get some sleep. Can't we talk some other time?"

"No, Nibblet. We can't. You have been postponing this. We are going to talk now."

"I've been postponing what, Spike?"

"This bloody talk. You've been avoiding it. And me too. But we are talking now."

She sighed. "Spike, I'm blank. What you wanna talk about?"

"The kiss," he blurted.

"Oh... that." She moved uncomfortable.

"Yes, that. I was planning to apologize, but you know what? I'm not gonna. And you know why? Because I don't bloody regret it. In fact, I'm doing it again. And I'm warning you. So you can stop me if you bloody want to. 'Cause, don't you dare to deny it, Dawn. I know you bloody felt something, just the way I did. I'm going to kiss you. What you gonna do about it, pet? You gonna let me? You gonna stop me? Well, make your choice now, Dawn."

Dawn didn't know what to say, what to do. She was too shocked. But before she could think, Spike was kissing her. And she surprised herself when she found herself kissing him back. She put her hands on his neck, and kissed him. Softly at first, but then the kiss grew more passionate. Dawn came back to her senses. What the hell was she doing? She had a boyfriend! And this was Spike. She was kissing Spike two houses away from Xander's. Xander, who totally hated Spike. But still, she was kissing him. Dawn broke the kiss. So suddenly Spike started.

She breathed heavily. "No," she whispered. "No. This is wrong. This is a mistake." She said, and she ran away to Xander and Anya's.

Spike stared at Dawn run away. He was angry. And hurt. But mostly angry. He had warned Dawn about the kiss. And she had kissed him back. Yet, now she was running away without before saying it was a mistake. He started to walk away. But as he reached his home, Spike had decided to have a little chat with Dawn, before she continued to toy with his feelings. Tomorrow, it'd be.

He walked angrily. Not knowing that a pair of brown eyes had watched everything.