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Pre Author's Notes: Yay, over twenty reviews! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Enjoy!
Spike gave Faye a half an hour after eating breakfast to digest her food and relax before calling her into the workout room they had downstairs.
"Hey Faye, are you ready to start your training?" Spike asked from behind the yellow couch.
"Yeah, give me a minute. I'll meet you down here," she answered quickly without turning around to look at him. She developed a fond liking for soap operas, she was hooked.
She got up to go downstairs after the last commercial and then turned off the television.
When she got to the bottom of the steps she was surprised to see Spike practicing his punches on the punching bag dangling from the ceiling in the center of the room.
"Hey," she said shyly, feeling as though she were interrupting something sacred and very private.
"Hi," he replied shortly, immediately stopping what he was doing, and giving her his ultimate attention.
"So.... where do we start?" she asked. Nothing in the room looked familiar. There were weights in the corner and everything.
"Okay, I want you to come at me," he told her simply.
"What?" she asked, very puzzled by his request.
"I want you to attack me as best you can. Don't even worry about hurting me," he further explained. While she pondered his last statement he took the opportunity to check her out. She was wearing a black sports bra, and dark purple shorts. Faye was still in amazing shape.
"Are you sure about this?" she asked, having major doubts about this. Spike was a lot bigger than her and she worried about him hitting her back.
"Look, just think of things that make you angry, and then come at me with your best shots. I wont hit back," Spike said motioning her to come to him.
She nodded and then closed her eyes for a minute. She thought about him calling her Julia, waking up in the hospital feeling lost and alone, and she thought about Julia. When she was finished she opened her eyes and ran towards Spike.
Spike was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground by her kick to the stomach. He was up again in a minute. She tried to punch him in the same place, but he was prepared this time and he caught her hand, turned her back to his front and put an arm around her neck.
"Come on Faye, I know you can do better than this," he whispered into her ear.
She hissed at him and elbowed him in the groin.
He moaned in pain and dropped to his knees.
"Oh my, I'm so sorry!" she cried.
He didn't reply. She stood there not knowing what to do for him.
Spike smiled a little and grabbed her ankle when she tried to walk to the stairs to get Jet.
She gave a shrill cry and then began cursing at Spike.
"You bastard, how can you make me believe that you were really hurt!" she yelled.
"I was hurt," he admitted. "For like ten seconds," he added with a snicker.
He then jumped to his feet and told her to try harder.
They went on like this for hours, blow for blow.
"When. Can. We. Take. A. Rest," she asked panting and out of breath.
"We were just getting started," he teased although he too was breathless.
She rolled her eyes and began climbing the steps. He followed suit.
They both collapsed on the yellow couch, drenched in sweat.
"So, what was the point of this?" she questioned after five minutes of heavy breathing. "What was I supposed to learn?"
"I used that session learn your weak spots so we could work on it tomorrow," Spike explained simply.
"Oh, was all she said in response. She wasn't too sure that she was actually ready to take on this bounty hunting stuff.
Authors Notes: Hello RomanticAI. I'm sorry for logging off while chatting with you the other night. I know it seemed rude, but I have AOL so it happens all the time. I'm glad you IMed me though. Feel free to do so anytime you want (that goes for anyone else who wants to chat about my fan fictions, your fan fictions, anime, or whatever). While I'm here I'd like to thank you for reading this, beg you to review, and say good bye until we meet again in the next chapter which I will hopefully be posting soon.
Pre Author's Notes: Yay, over twenty reviews! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Enjoy!
Spike gave Faye a half an hour after eating breakfast to digest her food and relax before calling her into the workout room they had downstairs.
"Hey Faye, are you ready to start your training?" Spike asked from behind the yellow couch.
"Yeah, give me a minute. I'll meet you down here," she answered quickly without turning around to look at him. She developed a fond liking for soap operas, she was hooked.
She got up to go downstairs after the last commercial and then turned off the television.
When she got to the bottom of the steps she was surprised to see Spike practicing his punches on the punching bag dangling from the ceiling in the center of the room.
"Hey," she said shyly, feeling as though she were interrupting something sacred and very private.
"Hi," he replied shortly, immediately stopping what he was doing, and giving her his ultimate attention.
"So.... where do we start?" she asked. Nothing in the room looked familiar. There were weights in the corner and everything.
"Okay, I want you to come at me," he told her simply.
"What?" she asked, very puzzled by his request.
"I want you to attack me as best you can. Don't even worry about hurting me," he further explained. While she pondered his last statement he took the opportunity to check her out. She was wearing a black sports bra, and dark purple shorts. Faye was still in amazing shape.
"Are you sure about this?" she asked, having major doubts about this. Spike was a lot bigger than her and she worried about him hitting her back.
"Look, just think of things that make you angry, and then come at me with your best shots. I wont hit back," Spike said motioning her to come to him.
She nodded and then closed her eyes for a minute. She thought about him calling her Julia, waking up in the hospital feeling lost and alone, and she thought about Julia. When she was finished she opened her eyes and ran towards Spike.
Spike was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground by her kick to the stomach. He was up again in a minute. She tried to punch him in the same place, but he was prepared this time and he caught her hand, turned her back to his front and put an arm around her neck.
"Come on Faye, I know you can do better than this," he whispered into her ear.
She hissed at him and elbowed him in the groin.
He moaned in pain and dropped to his knees.
"Oh my, I'm so sorry!" she cried.
He didn't reply. She stood there not knowing what to do for him.
Spike smiled a little and grabbed her ankle when she tried to walk to the stairs to get Jet.
She gave a shrill cry and then began cursing at Spike.
"You bastard, how can you make me believe that you were really hurt!" she yelled.
"I was hurt," he admitted. "For like ten seconds," he added with a snicker.
He then jumped to his feet and told her to try harder.
They went on like this for hours, blow for blow.
"When. Can. We. Take. A. Rest," she asked panting and out of breath.
"We were just getting started," he teased although he too was breathless.
She rolled her eyes and began climbing the steps. He followed suit.
They both collapsed on the yellow couch, drenched in sweat.
"So, what was the point of this?" she questioned after five minutes of heavy breathing. "What was I supposed to learn?"
"I used that session learn your weak spots so we could work on it tomorrow," Spike explained simply.
"Oh, was all she said in response. She wasn't too sure that she was actually ready to take on this bounty hunting stuff.
Authors Notes: Hello RomanticAI. I'm sorry for logging off while chatting with you the other night. I know it seemed rude, but I have AOL so it happens all the time. I'm glad you IMed me though. Feel free to do so anytime you want (that goes for anyone else who wants to chat about my fan fictions, your fan fictions, anime, or whatever). While I'm here I'd like to thank you for reading this, beg you to review, and say good bye until we meet again in the next chapter which I will hopefully be posting soon.