Note: okay so this is only the second fiction I have ever typed from my notes. I have tons of notes, but only my good ones make it through the filtering process. This isn't all happy. It is rather ansty. But it is very well thought out. And although it starts slow, it picks up, especially when Angel makes his reappearance. If you like this please read my other one under the crypt. I update both of those as often as possible, but I have been busy lately. Another thing if you don't review me I will think you aren't reading it. My other has only 6 reviews. They are all good, but why should I keep up such a long and detailed story if only 6 out of thousands of people are reading it.

The Harsh Light of day

{{    }}=Xander

[[     ]]=Spike

Chapter 1

"I don't see what the big deal is Spike. You never want to do the romantic thing. It's not in your nature. It's in mine, and you hate even the idea of, so why are you whining about this?" Spike was whining. He wanted to be romantic, and do the whole candles thing, and maybe even a gold knife instead of the usual silver. That was Spike's idea of romance.

"Because it's our anniversary and it is special." He pouted.

"Since when is it special?" Xander crossed his arms.

"Because it's been four years, and well…I just want to, sod off."

"Don't freak dude. I was just wondering." He looped his arms around Spike. "It's just so unlike you. What's up?"

"Truthfully… I just want to surprise you. We're so boring. Have you ever noticed that? How boring we are?" Xander shook his head. "Well face it pet, we are." Xander thought about it for a minute.

"Then we just have to change things a bit. If you really look at us closely, which you shouldn't, then you would notice we have a very specific routine. We're like woman. Oh god. We've turned into Willow and Tara." Xander smacked himself on the head. He and Spike fell on to the bed laughing.

"With one big exception pet,"

"Oh yeah, what?"

"I thought that was obvious. We don't have a daughter named Jamie." {{Oh yeah. The whole guys can't have babies' thing.}} Spike looked at him as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. [[He can be such a…poufter sometimes. He's lucky I love him so much.]]

"So what should we do to make this more interesting?" Spike asked.

"Well we could change our sleeping patterns. That's a start. It could be amusing."

"You mean sleep at night. I think not pet."

"No. Not quite challenging enough. How about whole days. Or at least staying awake. We could stay awake 2 full days, and sleep 2 full days, or even 1 day, and sleep 2 days. It could be fun, and it would be anything, but boring."

"Alright. You're on. We'll try it for 2 weeks. How's that sound?"

"Good. Let's sleep now though. Ya know. Get a head start. How about we sleep until this time tomorrow. That sounds good seeing as the sun just set. You won't mind missing one night will you?"

"Nope. I'm still kinda sleepy anyhow. Set the clock. We're not aloud up till it starts playing that awful music that we don't know how to change, even if we are awake. Got it pet?"

"Yep." And the two of them lay down. {{This is never gonna work. Good idea though. Go Xan-man.}} [[I hope this whelp knows we won't last 2 seconds, ah well we can try.]]

see it starts a bit slow, but trust me it will pick up. just keep going.