La Vie En Rose
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*****
Buffy awoke wrapped warm in the comfort of Spike's soft bed sheets. She lifted her head and smiled as she heard Spike upstairs rummaging around in the kitchen. He seemed to be humming, but she couldn't quite figure out what it was. She sat up as Spike slowly made his way down the ladder. She watched his body, the body that had taken her to higher levels of pleasure then she could have ever imagined, watched it slowly move across the room towards her. She looked him up and dawn, first at his bare chest and abs that would make any woman weak, then down to his faded black jeans, unbuckled at the top. She took a deep breath in and smiled at him.
"Morning." She managed to spill out. The sight of him had made her so flushed and weak that she could barely speak. After being with him, 3 hours straight, feeling him inside her, the way he moved. Every kiss was, every tender touch was so full of love, passion and desire. She had never known his feelings ran so deep, but she knew now, and she was only happy to return those feelings. He truly loved her for who she is, and what she is. She managed to move a bit closer to him.
"Aw, you look so tired." Spike told her.
She laughed. "Yeah? Well, I had a long night." She told him, grinning with desire.
He lay down next to her and ran his finger up and down her shoulder, making her close her eyes and smile. "I remember." He grinned back. He held out his arms slightly, and she willing eased into his embrace. She took in a deep breath and let out a happy sigh. This was perfect for her. She felt Spike's cool lips caressing her awful bed hair.
"Oh," she said, "I have awful bed hair don't I? I tell you, it is like a disease in my family. You should really see Dawn in the morning, I mean she is a me-" She was cut off by Spike kissing her tenderly.
"I think it makes you even more beautiful." He kissed her again, and she relaxed her body, unaware of how tense she was. His body was cold, but filled her with familiar warmth. Feeling his chest to her back she immediately shot back to last night. His body on top of hers, so close to him. She smiled and sighed, feeling warm in her thoughts. She was truly in shock about what had happened, not in a bad way though. She was happy and finally at peace now. Spike knew how she truly felt, and for the first time in her life, she knew how she felt and what she wanted.
She turned around to face Spike, who was still holding her tightly. She looked up at him and asked.
"What were you humming?" She asked.
'What was that, pet?"
"Upstairs, you were humming something. What was it?" She asked.
"Oh, it is a French love song. One of my favorites, believe it or not. La Vie En Rose." He told her.
"Eh, French, not my forte. I believe a barely passes that class."
"They do have it in English too ya know. It's not impossible to translate." He told her.
"Care to serenade me?" She asked, laughing.
"Not a bit. "
"Really?" She asked, very surprised.
" Of course, but I would only do this for you. I am not gonna sing it, though. I will just recite one of the verses." He smiled at Buffy who blushed at his charming words. She rested her head on her elbow, ready to hear what he had to say.
"Hold me close and hold me fast, this magic spell you cast. This is La Vie En Rose. When you kiss me heaven sighs, and though I close my eyes, I see La Vie En Rose. When you press me to your heart, I am a world apart. A world where roses bloom, and when you speak, angels sing from above. Everyday words seem to turn into love songs, give your heart and soul to me, and life will always be . . .' " He paused and looked at Buffy who was looking at him with slight tears in her eyes, he smiled at her and finished, " . . . La Vie En Rose." Her eyes looked so vulnerable at that point.
"That was beautiful. Thank you." She smiled at him, hoping he would sense the way her heart was racing. She would have never guessed he would have recited that, especially only for her.
Spike watched as a tear fell down her cheek. He rushed and kissed her tear before it was able to leave her soft face. He watched her laugh a bit, then kiss him tenderly. She sat up and turned to him.
"Got anything to drink?"
"I poured two mugs for us upstairs. They are probably a bit warm by now, but they'll do."
"Thank you. Let me just get changed first." She wrapped the sheet around her, slid off the bed, picked up her clothes that were scattered around the room, then went to the back to change.
Spike watched Buffy emerge from the back a couple minutes later, and watched her climb up the ladder to the kitchen. He lay hid head on his pillow and grinned. He had dreamed about this for so long. Holding Buffy in his arms, touching her, kissing her. The best part was knowing she loved him. He couldn't get over it. This beautiful, kind, and gentle woman loved him, almost as much as he did her. He was deep in thought if the night before when he heard Buffy make a noise upstairs. He darted up the ladder to see Buffy holding a hand over her mouth.
"What is this?" Buffy held up a green mug. Spike looked in it, smelled it, then laughed a bit. He gained control of himself though, cause he knew she would easily kick his ass for laughing.
"Uh, that was, uh, my mug, luv." Spike told Buffy, trying really hard not to laugh.
"Oh." Buffy winced slightly, trying not to swallow any of the blood.
"Well, spit it out." Spike told her. Buffy furrowed her brow and gazed at Spike with a confused look on her face.
"Look, you can either spit it out, or swallow it. Either way, I know something is going to come up sooner or later." He looked at Buffy who laughed a bit, but then winced some more. Her hand was still clenched over her mouth and she was still wearing a face of disbelief. "Besides, my floor is already dirty. I won't be too hard to clean. Come on, spit it out or swallow," He walked over to her and placed his hand slightly on her back as if to comfort her, "take your bloody pick." He smiled at her. She looked at the floor, then the mug. She rolled her eyes but quickly spit the blood back into the mug, and slammed the mug down on the table. She picked up her mug, which had water, and began to rinse out her mouth, still being very careful not to swallow.
"That's my girl." He smiled as she turned around. He picked up his mug and drank from it. Buffy's face went from one of shock and disgust to one of pure disgust.
"Ew." She stated as he swallowed the blood that she had spit back into the mug.
"What? Blood was starting to taste bland anyway. Needed a little pick me up."
"You . . . are disgusting," she walked towards Spike, and got real close to him, " and I love you for it." She kissed him softly and began to speak, but he wrapped one arm around her waist and kissed her with full passion. She felt her knees buckle but didn't care. Spike parted with a grin on his face.
Buffy blushed a bit, but continued what she was going to say. "Um, you wouldn't happen to have a, uh, toothbrush would you?" She asked. Now it was his turn to blush.
"Uh, yeah. It's uh, in the drawer next to the bed." He looked down at his feet and scratched the back of his head; "it's the Snoopy one."
Buffy smiled as she found that extremely adorable.
"Thank you." She smiled at the blushing Spike and went off to brush her teeth.
*****
Spike and Buffy ran through the sun, Spike under a blanket. They stopped every so often to rest under the shade, so Spike could cool off. Sitting under the tree in Spike's lap Buffy felt at piece. She turned her head and smiled at Spike who was staring up into the tree. She rested her head on his chest, and twirled his shoelace in her fingers.
"Sun's 'bout to come through the leaves. We better push off." He looked down at Buffy. She grabbed his hand and they began to run. They were going to go to her house, but Spike saw the Magic Box, and pulled her in that direction. The two of them ran in together, Buffy laughing. She soon stopped her laughter and hugged Spike.
"Sorry." She told him. He brushed away the tears from his eyes and the smoke. He looked up at her and smiled.
"S'okay, luv." He told her.
"Spike!" Dawn ran up towards the vampire and pummeled him with a hug. He laughed a bit and smiled at her.
"Hey there Sweet Bit. How's school going?" Spike asked Dawn, as Buffy removed the blanket from overtop of him. She ran her fingers through his hair, not able to take her eyes off of him.
"Well, seeing as how it hasn't started yet, it's not going." Dawn told Spike.
"Oh, well . . . when do you start school?" he asked. He looked up at Buffy as Dawn began to speak. Dawn's words became a mesh of mumbles as he looked into Buffy's soft green eyes. They both stood there, not sure what to do. All Buffy wanted to do was take Spike and kiss him till she couldn't breathe, but seeing how Dawn was there, she decided not too.
"Maybe you could come?" Dawn finished her one sided conversation.
Buffy and Spike both broke away from their gaze and looked at Dawn.
"Huh? Sorry Nibblet, didn't catch that last part." Spike told Dawn.
"Maybe if you two would stop staring at each other for more than 5 seconds, you would have." Willow said as she appeared from the training room, carrying a book. Dawn laughed and continued.
"I asked if you wanted to come back-to-school shopping with me and Buffy." Dawn told Spike. "Oh, and Willow is right." She smiled at Buffy, who only smiled back.
"Uh, if it is not a problem with big sis, then I'm all for it Platelet." Spike looked up at Buffy.
"Of course you can come." Buffy kissed Spike gently and smiled.
Dawn and Willow stood smiling also, watching the couple. Willow soon interrupted though.
"You might have to put that off though. A Big Bad's a-comin. I can sense it. Giles and I are researching it now."
"Well, what are you looking for?" Buffy asked. She took a hold of Spike's cold hand, and laced her fingers with his.
"We are not sure. Maybe some sort of resurrection. The anniversary of something . . . anything. On patrol last night, did you notice anything strange?"
"Well, the only vamps that were around were these creepy gang vamps. Come to think of it . . . yeah. There were absolutely not other vamps at all. Or demons for that matter."
Spike shook his head and agreed.
"Listen, I'll try to find out what I can tonight. Talk to some of the vamps 'round here. If I find anything, I'll be sure to inform you." Spike spoke up.
"Thank you Spike." Buffy looked at Spike with her soft eyes.
"No problem, luv. I better be off now though. I have a bit of straightening up to do at my crypt." He smirked at Buffy. "I'll head out after sunset."
"Be careful Spike." Buffy told him. He kissed her softly, and headed towards the training room to the nearest tunnel.
*****
"Four books down, hundreds left to go, and no info." Buffy slammed another book shut and slouched in her chair.
"Anybody hungry?" Xander entered the Magic Box with Anya, carrying a box of brownies.
"Ooooh," Buffy got up from her chair and went over to Xander, "yum." She bit into a brownie and felt it crumble in her mouth. The dryness of the brownie made it hard for her swallow, but using Slayer strength, she was able to force the bit of the brownie down her throat. She looked over at Willow, who was obviously in the same state of disgust as her.
"Mmmmmm, very . . . squishy." Buffy smiled. Willow managed to make out a slight 'mmmm' also, before returning to the other room, presumably to spit out the brownie.
"You really like them?" Xander asked happily.
"Uh, yeah. Hey Giles, you wanna call for some pizza?"
"Uh, yes, sure. I'll do that."
"So, has anybody found anything?" Anya asked.
"No, not a clue." Buffy sat back down. She looked outside to see the dark sky. It was way passed sunset, Spike was nowhere to be seen, and she was beginning to worry. Almost as if Willow had read her mind, she spoke up.
"Worried about Spike, aren't you?" Willow asked, sitting down next to Buffy.
"It's that obvious, huh?"
"Only to the naked eye." She smiled at Buffy, who was almost glowing. "You didn't come home last night." Buffy's face lit up, and she began to speak. Willow listened carefully to every detail, but she never once heard Buffy mention how, or if, she told Spike she loved him.
"Not to be pushy or anything Buff, but did you tell him? I mean, tell him that you love him? Cause if not, it's just going to get harde-" Willow was soon cut off by Buffy.
"I told him. But he knew, before I told him. He said he could see it in my eyes. " Willow sat smiling, listening to her gush over Spike. "I'm in so deep, Will. All I can ever think about is Spike. It's almost as if . . . " She thought back to what Spike had said the first time he told her he loved her. She smiled, " . . . I'm drowning in him. I never thought this would ever happen."
Willow looked confused. "Falling in love with Spike?" She asked.
"Just . . . falling in love and knowing that everything is going to work. I know that I loved Angel, and it took me a while to realize that I loved Riley, but this . . . this is different. I feel so safe, and it all feels so right. Finally, after everything I have gone through, I just know that this, with Spike, this is real, and it's permanent. Everything is finally falling into place, and with him being in my life like this, I actually feel whole. "
Willow smiled as Buffy finished. "I am so happy for you, Buffy. You're practically glowing, we haven't seen that in a while." Buffy smiled at Willow and hugged her.
"He'll be back soon, don't worry." Willow reassured her. She was so glad to have Willow in her life. She was truly blessed to have friends like hers, and now she knew that. Hearing some of Spike's old stories of past Slayers, or just of his past life and how lonely it was, she knew that she was blessed. She would do anything to keep her friends.
Almost as if Spike had read Willow's mind, he came through the door of the Magic Box. Buffy stood up and looked at Spike, not knowing what to expect. She walked towards him as the Scoobies gathered in the main room.
Spike looked around the room and spoke, "I got some news."
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Buffy awoke wrapped warm in the comfort of Spike's soft bed sheets. She lifted her head and smiled as she heard Spike upstairs rummaging around in the kitchen. He seemed to be humming, but she couldn't quite figure out what it was. She sat up as Spike slowly made his way down the ladder. She watched his body, the body that had taken her to higher levels of pleasure then she could have ever imagined, watched it slowly move across the room towards her. She looked him up and dawn, first at his bare chest and abs that would make any woman weak, then down to his faded black jeans, unbuckled at the top. She took a deep breath in and smiled at him.
"Morning." She managed to spill out. The sight of him had made her so flushed and weak that she could barely speak. After being with him, 3 hours straight, feeling him inside her, the way he moved. Every kiss was, every tender touch was so full of love, passion and desire. She had never known his feelings ran so deep, but she knew now, and she was only happy to return those feelings. He truly loved her for who she is, and what she is. She managed to move a bit closer to him.
"Aw, you look so tired." Spike told her.
She laughed. "Yeah? Well, I had a long night." She told him, grinning with desire.
He lay down next to her and ran his finger up and down her shoulder, making her close her eyes and smile. "I remember." He grinned back. He held out his arms slightly, and she willing eased into his embrace. She took in a deep breath and let out a happy sigh. This was perfect for her. She felt Spike's cool lips caressing her awful bed hair.
"Oh," she said, "I have awful bed hair don't I? I tell you, it is like a disease in my family. You should really see Dawn in the morning, I mean she is a me-" She was cut off by Spike kissing her tenderly.
"I think it makes you even more beautiful." He kissed her again, and she relaxed her body, unaware of how tense she was. His body was cold, but filled her with familiar warmth. Feeling his chest to her back she immediately shot back to last night. His body on top of hers, so close to him. She smiled and sighed, feeling warm in her thoughts. She was truly in shock about what had happened, not in a bad way though. She was happy and finally at peace now. Spike knew how she truly felt, and for the first time in her life, she knew how she felt and what she wanted.
She turned around to face Spike, who was still holding her tightly. She looked up at him and asked.
"What were you humming?" She asked.
'What was that, pet?"
"Upstairs, you were humming something. What was it?" She asked.
"Oh, it is a French love song. One of my favorites, believe it or not. La Vie En Rose." He told her.
"Eh, French, not my forte. I believe a barely passes that class."
"They do have it in English too ya know. It's not impossible to translate." He told her.
"Care to serenade me?" She asked, laughing.
"Not a bit. "
"Really?" She asked, very surprised.
" Of course, but I would only do this for you. I am not gonna sing it, though. I will just recite one of the verses." He smiled at Buffy who blushed at his charming words. She rested her head on her elbow, ready to hear what he had to say.
"Hold me close and hold me fast, this magic spell you cast. This is La Vie En Rose. When you kiss me heaven sighs, and though I close my eyes, I see La Vie En Rose. When you press me to your heart, I am a world apart. A world where roses bloom, and when you speak, angels sing from above. Everyday words seem to turn into love songs, give your heart and soul to me, and life will always be . . .' " He paused and looked at Buffy who was looking at him with slight tears in her eyes, he smiled at her and finished, " . . . La Vie En Rose." Her eyes looked so vulnerable at that point.
"That was beautiful. Thank you." She smiled at him, hoping he would sense the way her heart was racing. She would have never guessed he would have recited that, especially only for her.
Spike watched as a tear fell down her cheek. He rushed and kissed her tear before it was able to leave her soft face. He watched her laugh a bit, then kiss him tenderly. She sat up and turned to him.
"Got anything to drink?"
"I poured two mugs for us upstairs. They are probably a bit warm by now, but they'll do."
"Thank you. Let me just get changed first." She wrapped the sheet around her, slid off the bed, picked up her clothes that were scattered around the room, then went to the back to change.
Spike watched Buffy emerge from the back a couple minutes later, and watched her climb up the ladder to the kitchen. He lay hid head on his pillow and grinned. He had dreamed about this for so long. Holding Buffy in his arms, touching her, kissing her. The best part was knowing she loved him. He couldn't get over it. This beautiful, kind, and gentle woman loved him, almost as much as he did her. He was deep in thought if the night before when he heard Buffy make a noise upstairs. He darted up the ladder to see Buffy holding a hand over her mouth.
"What is this?" Buffy held up a green mug. Spike looked in it, smelled it, then laughed a bit. He gained control of himself though, cause he knew she would easily kick his ass for laughing.
"Uh, that was, uh, my mug, luv." Spike told Buffy, trying really hard not to laugh.
"Oh." Buffy winced slightly, trying not to swallow any of the blood.
"Well, spit it out." Spike told her. Buffy furrowed her brow and gazed at Spike with a confused look on her face.
"Look, you can either spit it out, or swallow it. Either way, I know something is going to come up sooner or later." He looked at Buffy who laughed a bit, but then winced some more. Her hand was still clenched over her mouth and she was still wearing a face of disbelief. "Besides, my floor is already dirty. I won't be too hard to clean. Come on, spit it out or swallow," He walked over to her and placed his hand slightly on her back as if to comfort her, "take your bloody pick." He smiled at her. She looked at the floor, then the mug. She rolled her eyes but quickly spit the blood back into the mug, and slammed the mug down on the table. She picked up her mug, which had water, and began to rinse out her mouth, still being very careful not to swallow.
"That's my girl." He smiled as she turned around. He picked up his mug and drank from it. Buffy's face went from one of shock and disgust to one of pure disgust.
"Ew." She stated as he swallowed the blood that she had spit back into the mug.
"What? Blood was starting to taste bland anyway. Needed a little pick me up."
"You . . . are disgusting," she walked towards Spike, and got real close to him, " and I love you for it." She kissed him softly and began to speak, but he wrapped one arm around her waist and kissed her with full passion. She felt her knees buckle but didn't care. Spike parted with a grin on his face.
Buffy blushed a bit, but continued what she was going to say. "Um, you wouldn't happen to have a, uh, toothbrush would you?" She asked. Now it was his turn to blush.
"Uh, yeah. It's uh, in the drawer next to the bed." He looked down at his feet and scratched the back of his head; "it's the Snoopy one."
Buffy smiled as she found that extremely adorable.
"Thank you." She smiled at the blushing Spike and went off to brush her teeth.
*****
Spike and Buffy ran through the sun, Spike under a blanket. They stopped every so often to rest under the shade, so Spike could cool off. Sitting under the tree in Spike's lap Buffy felt at piece. She turned her head and smiled at Spike who was staring up into the tree. She rested her head on his chest, and twirled his shoelace in her fingers.
"Sun's 'bout to come through the leaves. We better push off." He looked down at Buffy. She grabbed his hand and they began to run. They were going to go to her house, but Spike saw the Magic Box, and pulled her in that direction. The two of them ran in together, Buffy laughing. She soon stopped her laughter and hugged Spike.
"Sorry." She told him. He brushed away the tears from his eyes and the smoke. He looked up at her and smiled.
"S'okay, luv." He told her.
"Spike!" Dawn ran up towards the vampire and pummeled him with a hug. He laughed a bit and smiled at her.
"Hey there Sweet Bit. How's school going?" Spike asked Dawn, as Buffy removed the blanket from overtop of him. She ran her fingers through his hair, not able to take her eyes off of him.
"Well, seeing as how it hasn't started yet, it's not going." Dawn told Spike.
"Oh, well . . . when do you start school?" he asked. He looked up at Buffy as Dawn began to speak. Dawn's words became a mesh of mumbles as he looked into Buffy's soft green eyes. They both stood there, not sure what to do. All Buffy wanted to do was take Spike and kiss him till she couldn't breathe, but seeing how Dawn was there, she decided not too.
"Maybe you could come?" Dawn finished her one sided conversation.
Buffy and Spike both broke away from their gaze and looked at Dawn.
"Huh? Sorry Nibblet, didn't catch that last part." Spike told Dawn.
"Maybe if you two would stop staring at each other for more than 5 seconds, you would have." Willow said as she appeared from the training room, carrying a book. Dawn laughed and continued.
"I asked if you wanted to come back-to-school shopping with me and Buffy." Dawn told Spike. "Oh, and Willow is right." She smiled at Buffy, who only smiled back.
"Uh, if it is not a problem with big sis, then I'm all for it Platelet." Spike looked up at Buffy.
"Of course you can come." Buffy kissed Spike gently and smiled.
Dawn and Willow stood smiling also, watching the couple. Willow soon interrupted though.
"You might have to put that off though. A Big Bad's a-comin. I can sense it. Giles and I are researching it now."
"Well, what are you looking for?" Buffy asked. She took a hold of Spike's cold hand, and laced her fingers with his.
"We are not sure. Maybe some sort of resurrection. The anniversary of something . . . anything. On patrol last night, did you notice anything strange?"
"Well, the only vamps that were around were these creepy gang vamps. Come to think of it . . . yeah. There were absolutely not other vamps at all. Or demons for that matter."
Spike shook his head and agreed.
"Listen, I'll try to find out what I can tonight. Talk to some of the vamps 'round here. If I find anything, I'll be sure to inform you." Spike spoke up.
"Thank you Spike." Buffy looked at Spike with her soft eyes.
"No problem, luv. I better be off now though. I have a bit of straightening up to do at my crypt." He smirked at Buffy. "I'll head out after sunset."
"Be careful Spike." Buffy told him. He kissed her softly, and headed towards the training room to the nearest tunnel.
*****
"Four books down, hundreds left to go, and no info." Buffy slammed another book shut and slouched in her chair.
"Anybody hungry?" Xander entered the Magic Box with Anya, carrying a box of brownies.
"Ooooh," Buffy got up from her chair and went over to Xander, "yum." She bit into a brownie and felt it crumble in her mouth. The dryness of the brownie made it hard for her swallow, but using Slayer strength, she was able to force the bit of the brownie down her throat. She looked over at Willow, who was obviously in the same state of disgust as her.
"Mmmmmm, very . . . squishy." Buffy smiled. Willow managed to make out a slight 'mmmm' also, before returning to the other room, presumably to spit out the brownie.
"You really like them?" Xander asked happily.
"Uh, yeah. Hey Giles, you wanna call for some pizza?"
"Uh, yes, sure. I'll do that."
"So, has anybody found anything?" Anya asked.
"No, not a clue." Buffy sat back down. She looked outside to see the dark sky. It was way passed sunset, Spike was nowhere to be seen, and she was beginning to worry. Almost as if Willow had read her mind, she spoke up.
"Worried about Spike, aren't you?" Willow asked, sitting down next to Buffy.
"It's that obvious, huh?"
"Only to the naked eye." She smiled at Buffy, who was almost glowing. "You didn't come home last night." Buffy's face lit up, and she began to speak. Willow listened carefully to every detail, but she never once heard Buffy mention how, or if, she told Spike she loved him.
"Not to be pushy or anything Buff, but did you tell him? I mean, tell him that you love him? Cause if not, it's just going to get harde-" Willow was soon cut off by Buffy.
"I told him. But he knew, before I told him. He said he could see it in my eyes. " Willow sat smiling, listening to her gush over Spike. "I'm in so deep, Will. All I can ever think about is Spike. It's almost as if . . . " She thought back to what Spike had said the first time he told her he loved her. She smiled, " . . . I'm drowning in him. I never thought this would ever happen."
Willow looked confused. "Falling in love with Spike?" She asked.
"Just . . . falling in love and knowing that everything is going to work. I know that I loved Angel, and it took me a while to realize that I loved Riley, but this . . . this is different. I feel so safe, and it all feels so right. Finally, after everything I have gone through, I just know that this, with Spike, this is real, and it's permanent. Everything is finally falling into place, and with him being in my life like this, I actually feel whole. "
Willow smiled as Buffy finished. "I am so happy for you, Buffy. You're practically glowing, we haven't seen that in a while." Buffy smiled at Willow and hugged her.
"He'll be back soon, don't worry." Willow reassured her. She was so glad to have Willow in her life. She was truly blessed to have friends like hers, and now she knew that. Hearing some of Spike's old stories of past Slayers, or just of his past life and how lonely it was, she knew that she was blessed. She would do anything to keep her friends.
Almost as if Spike had read Willow's mind, he came through the door of the Magic Box. Buffy stood up and looked at Spike, not knowing what to expect. She walked towards him as the Scoobies gathered in the main room.
Spike looked around the room and spoke, "I got some news."
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