Drake and Spike had used there 'sparring' as bonding time, and when forced
to sleep in the basement together in adjacent army cots they didn't seem to
mind. In fact, when Dawn snuck to the door to make sure they weren't
killing each other down there, she discovered them talking.
"So basically what you're saying is, is that you're good now because of a fluke?"
"Well yeah, I guess. Sodding army boys chipped me, but then everything started making sense when I was fighting with Buffy and the gang."
"So, does she love you? I mean, you got your soul for her and everything?"
"No mate, she can't love me. She gave her heart away a long time ago to a person I hate more than anything. Bloody sire, stupid bloke, with his nancy boy hair gel and brooding. You remind me of him in a way."
"Angel," Drake had said before even thinking. "Sorry, pieced it together when I heard the red head say I looked like him. Wait, hey!!!! You hate him, what's up with comparing me to someone you hate? I thought we were working past the hating thing?"
"Slow down there hoss, didn't mean to hurt your feelings, just saying. Some of the girls said that you look like me," Spike finished with a laugh.
"Woe, big step up. Brooding pansy to Billy Idol wannabe.." Drake was laughing.
"Point of fact," Spike started, "Billy stole his look from me."
Dawn slowly walked away from the door with a smile, her best friend and uh.well.Drake were getting along. She went towards bed happy that she didn't have to worry about Spike killing him or vice versa.
Back in the basement, Spike turned over and looked over to Drake, "You know the Bit was at the door didn't you?"
"Well, slayer powers do have there perks." Drake smiled at his friendly roommate. Drake and Spike then turned their opposing ways and drifted off to sleep, both thinking that it was nice to meet someone who was similar to himself.
Meanwhile on her way upstairs, Dawn came face to face with a descending Buffy. Dawn looked up at her with a smile and laughed, "Don't worry, he's safe, in fact they're laughing together."
Buffy smiled wider than Dawn had seen her do in years, "Good, I didn't want to have to clean up blood and dust, not fun. Besides, breaking in a new love is not something I want to do again."
"You love him?" Dawn asked with a smile. When Buffy didn't answer she laughed as they both walked back towards their rooms, "Bout time you admitted it."
The next day in the basement training..
"Watch your left," Drake screamed as Spike swept two potentials legs out. "Woe, not as slayeresque as I thought."
The training session had turned into a full scale sparring session with Drake and Spike taking on all eight of their potentials. Drake had quickly taken his four down and out with shots that he controlled to the point that they wouldn't bruise..too bad. Spike on the other hand, had hardly hit the girls, instead he would maneuver around their weak attempts at lunges and fake a bite to the neck. The session had went on for hours before Buffy finally came down the stairs to relieve her potentials.
Buffy looked at Spike then at Drake, and a wicked grin crossed her face. "I have a proposition for you both. If you all are up to it that is."
Drake and Spike smiled at the other, and Spike quipped, "You know me slayer, up for almost anything."
"Well, this isn't violence related," Buffy explained, "Dawn and I want a night off, and if you two are willing, we want to go dancing."
"So basically, you want us to double date?" Drake smiled as he looked at Spike, his mind was racing back to the whole, she can't love me spill Spike had given him the night before.
"Yeah, if you two are up for it that is." Buffy smiled, while sizing Spike up with her eyes.
"Like I said Buffy, up for anything."
A very loud scream of joy came from the kitchen as Dawn heard them agree. Buffy smiled and headed back upstairs to let the men prepare for the night. Drake turned to Spike and asked, "She can't love you, but she wants to be with you? I'm confused."
"Don't worry mate, so am I, I stay that way."
"So basically what you're saying is, is that you're good now because of a fluke?"
"Well yeah, I guess. Sodding army boys chipped me, but then everything started making sense when I was fighting with Buffy and the gang."
"So, does she love you? I mean, you got your soul for her and everything?"
"No mate, she can't love me. She gave her heart away a long time ago to a person I hate more than anything. Bloody sire, stupid bloke, with his nancy boy hair gel and brooding. You remind me of him in a way."
"Angel," Drake had said before even thinking. "Sorry, pieced it together when I heard the red head say I looked like him. Wait, hey!!!! You hate him, what's up with comparing me to someone you hate? I thought we were working past the hating thing?"
"Slow down there hoss, didn't mean to hurt your feelings, just saying. Some of the girls said that you look like me," Spike finished with a laugh.
"Woe, big step up. Brooding pansy to Billy Idol wannabe.." Drake was laughing.
"Point of fact," Spike started, "Billy stole his look from me."
Dawn slowly walked away from the door with a smile, her best friend and uh.well.Drake were getting along. She went towards bed happy that she didn't have to worry about Spike killing him or vice versa.
Back in the basement, Spike turned over and looked over to Drake, "You know the Bit was at the door didn't you?"
"Well, slayer powers do have there perks." Drake smiled at his friendly roommate. Drake and Spike then turned their opposing ways and drifted off to sleep, both thinking that it was nice to meet someone who was similar to himself.
Meanwhile on her way upstairs, Dawn came face to face with a descending Buffy. Dawn looked up at her with a smile and laughed, "Don't worry, he's safe, in fact they're laughing together."
Buffy smiled wider than Dawn had seen her do in years, "Good, I didn't want to have to clean up blood and dust, not fun. Besides, breaking in a new love is not something I want to do again."
"You love him?" Dawn asked with a smile. When Buffy didn't answer she laughed as they both walked back towards their rooms, "Bout time you admitted it."
The next day in the basement training..
"Watch your left," Drake screamed as Spike swept two potentials legs out. "Woe, not as slayeresque as I thought."
The training session had turned into a full scale sparring session with Drake and Spike taking on all eight of their potentials. Drake had quickly taken his four down and out with shots that he controlled to the point that they wouldn't bruise..too bad. Spike on the other hand, had hardly hit the girls, instead he would maneuver around their weak attempts at lunges and fake a bite to the neck. The session had went on for hours before Buffy finally came down the stairs to relieve her potentials.
Buffy looked at Spike then at Drake, and a wicked grin crossed her face. "I have a proposition for you both. If you all are up to it that is."
Drake and Spike smiled at the other, and Spike quipped, "You know me slayer, up for almost anything."
"Well, this isn't violence related," Buffy explained, "Dawn and I want a night off, and if you two are willing, we want to go dancing."
"So basically, you want us to double date?" Drake smiled as he looked at Spike, his mind was racing back to the whole, she can't love me spill Spike had given him the night before.
"Yeah, if you two are up for it that is." Buffy smiled, while sizing Spike up with her eyes.
"Like I said Buffy, up for anything."
A very loud scream of joy came from the kitchen as Dawn heard them agree. Buffy smiled and headed back upstairs to let the men prepare for the night. Drake turned to Spike and asked, "She can't love you, but she wants to be with you? I'm confused."
"Don't worry mate, so am I, I stay that way."