Disclaimer: You all know who owns everything (it'll be nice if you think I
own everything *smile devilish*)...
A/N: This is my first baby (as for fic) so try to be sweethearts :) Thanks Kristen for beta-ing! Kisses, Ally.
Summary: Buffy Summers is young, beautiful, strong and... blind woman. She lost her eye light three years ago, now she lives with that what she has. One day she meets William 'Spike' Walthrop, only then Buffy starts to understand what she have and what she wants.
Chapter Six
"Tell, tell, tell!" Dawn said bursting with joy. Obviously Buffy had a date tomorrow night, she hadn't gone on one since Riley and Dawn was truly happy for her sister. Buffy had finally started to open up and to who?! God, that guy was hot!
"What?" Buffy asked playfully as she and Dawn sat on the couch in the Summers living room.
"You know what about. Tell me why did I need to give Spike our address?"
"Cause he's taking me out to dinner tomorrow night?" Buffy asked innocently.
"That's great, Buffy!" Dawn nearly jumped for joy. Buffy smiled.
"Yeah, it is. He seems really nice. And that accent..." She took the remote and turned on the TV. On the screen appeared the latest news.
"What are you gonna wear?"
"Um, I'm not quite sure; you'll help me, right?"
"Sure thing," She yawned. "I'm tired, I need some sleep. You don't need my help to get upstairs, right?" Dawn asked and stood up from couch.
"Of course not, go." Buffy smiled and turned her head to TV. Dawn smiled and leaned in to kiss her sister.
"Night."
"Sweet dreams." Buffy said as Dawn started to walk upstairs. Buffy listened to the news and fifteen minutes later turned off the TV. She stood up and went upstairs. She stepped into her room and started to undress. What to wear tomorrow? Black or white? She asked herself and slid into her sleeping t-shirt. Buffy got in bed. Tomorrow will be a new day, she thought to herself, let's see what happens.
***
"Here you go!" Dawn said as she clasped Buffy's necklace.
"Thank you, so how do I look?"
"Damn good, if he isn't head over heels then he is even blinder than you." Dawn answered smiling. Buffy was wearing a black leather skirt that reached a little over her knees. She also had black sandals and a white blouse, the first three buttons left undone. Around her neck Buffy had a silver necklace with a little cross and on her ears, earrings with little butterflies.
"Well, let's see what this evening brings!" Buffy said with smile on her lips. She was excited, more than she thought she needed to be. The doorbellrang. Dawn looked out of the window.
"Your knight is here!" She said to her eldest sister.
"What's he wearing?" Buffy asked and stood beside her sister as if she could look down on Spike too.
"Black pants, white shirt." She smiled. "You'll match." Buffy giggled. Dawn looked down as Spike disappeared into the Summers' house. She assumed that mom had let him in. Her guess proved true when a few minutes later Joyce called from downstairs.
"Buffy, William is here to pick you up!"
"William!?" Dawn giggled. "I think mom likes him and vice versa." Buffy too giggled and exited her room.
***
Spike stood outside the Summers' house. He waited for someone to let him in. He was excited; he hadn't been on a date since Harmony (God knew he hated even thinking of her), and that was nearly six months ago. And now he was fascinated by the petite blond girl, who he had met only days ago. She wasamazing; she lived with the fact that she was blind, but behaved like she could see. She worked in a gallery although she couldn't even see the paintings. Amazing, strong, beautiful and what do I have to offer her? Nothing. Not a thing. She deserves better, you shouldn't have asked her out, just turn around and go away. At that thought the front door opened. In the doorway stood a blonde woman, around her forties. Spike guessed it was Buffy's mum.
"Hello! You must be Mrs. Summers, I'm Spike. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Joyce smiled at the young man. He obviously was much more gallant than Angel and much more interesting than Riley could even imagine.
"Thank you. Please come in." Joyce said and stepped back so Spike could enter. She gave him a smile and then asked. "So tell me please, dear, were your parents drunk when they give you a name like 'Spike'?" Spike chuckled and then grinned at Joyce.
"My real name is William, if you prefer it better, let it be. But tell me Mrs. Summers-"
"Please call me Joyce." She interrupted. Spike smiled and continued.
"So tell me, please, Joyce were you drunk when you named Buffy?" He asked, grin still on his face. Joyce started to laugh.
"No, I named my baby a normal name, but her friends thought that Elizabeth is too, let me quote 'Too old name for such a young girl', so they started to call her Buffy. But now let me call her." She said and turned her head to stairs. "Buffy, William is here to pick you up!"
"Well let me say Joyce, I think Elizabeth is a marvelous name for such a beautiful woman." Joyce smiled, she already liked this man more then any other who ever dated (or just wanted to date) her daughter.
Buffy's mum was a nice lady; Spike could tell where Buffy got her looks and temper. He heard footsteps and looked up the stairs. There she was: in a black skirt and white blouse, her blonde locks fell over her shoulder, a smile on her face. Spike was sure he never saw such a beauty in all his life.
Buffy felt his stare on her. She smiled even more. "I'm ready to go." She said passing her hand to Spike's direction. He took it and smiled.
"When will you be home, honey?" Joyce asked.
"Not late, not early." Buffy answered as Spike helped her get into her black leather jacket. "Don't worry mom, I see in the dark anyway." She smiled and opened doors.
"Good night, Joyce. Don't worry I'll take care of her." He said letting Buffy outside.
"I believe you will." Joyce whispered when both young people left her house.
"They match, don't you think?" Dawn asked as she stood beside her mother.
"Yes, that they do." Joyce answered and both women went into the living room.
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A/N: I'll try to put next chappie tomorrow, so keep in touch and leave reviews :) Kisses, Ally.
A/N: This is my first baby (as for fic) so try to be sweethearts :) Thanks Kristen for beta-ing! Kisses, Ally.
Summary: Buffy Summers is young, beautiful, strong and... blind woman. She lost her eye light three years ago, now she lives with that what she has. One day she meets William 'Spike' Walthrop, only then Buffy starts to understand what she have and what she wants.
Chapter Six
"Tell, tell, tell!" Dawn said bursting with joy. Obviously Buffy had a date tomorrow night, she hadn't gone on one since Riley and Dawn was truly happy for her sister. Buffy had finally started to open up and to who?! God, that guy was hot!
"What?" Buffy asked playfully as she and Dawn sat on the couch in the Summers living room.
"You know what about. Tell me why did I need to give Spike our address?"
"Cause he's taking me out to dinner tomorrow night?" Buffy asked innocently.
"That's great, Buffy!" Dawn nearly jumped for joy. Buffy smiled.
"Yeah, it is. He seems really nice. And that accent..." She took the remote and turned on the TV. On the screen appeared the latest news.
"What are you gonna wear?"
"Um, I'm not quite sure; you'll help me, right?"
"Sure thing," She yawned. "I'm tired, I need some sleep. You don't need my help to get upstairs, right?" Dawn asked and stood up from couch.
"Of course not, go." Buffy smiled and turned her head to TV. Dawn smiled and leaned in to kiss her sister.
"Night."
"Sweet dreams." Buffy said as Dawn started to walk upstairs. Buffy listened to the news and fifteen minutes later turned off the TV. She stood up and went upstairs. She stepped into her room and started to undress. What to wear tomorrow? Black or white? She asked herself and slid into her sleeping t-shirt. Buffy got in bed. Tomorrow will be a new day, she thought to herself, let's see what happens.
***
"Here you go!" Dawn said as she clasped Buffy's necklace.
"Thank you, so how do I look?"
"Damn good, if he isn't head over heels then he is even blinder than you." Dawn answered smiling. Buffy was wearing a black leather skirt that reached a little over her knees. She also had black sandals and a white blouse, the first three buttons left undone. Around her neck Buffy had a silver necklace with a little cross and on her ears, earrings with little butterflies.
"Well, let's see what this evening brings!" Buffy said with smile on her lips. She was excited, more than she thought she needed to be. The doorbellrang. Dawn looked out of the window.
"Your knight is here!" She said to her eldest sister.
"What's he wearing?" Buffy asked and stood beside her sister as if she could look down on Spike too.
"Black pants, white shirt." She smiled. "You'll match." Buffy giggled. Dawn looked down as Spike disappeared into the Summers' house. She assumed that mom had let him in. Her guess proved true when a few minutes later Joyce called from downstairs.
"Buffy, William is here to pick you up!"
"William!?" Dawn giggled. "I think mom likes him and vice versa." Buffy too giggled and exited her room.
***
Spike stood outside the Summers' house. He waited for someone to let him in. He was excited; he hadn't been on a date since Harmony (God knew he hated even thinking of her), and that was nearly six months ago. And now he was fascinated by the petite blond girl, who he had met only days ago. She wasamazing; she lived with the fact that she was blind, but behaved like she could see. She worked in a gallery although she couldn't even see the paintings. Amazing, strong, beautiful and what do I have to offer her? Nothing. Not a thing. She deserves better, you shouldn't have asked her out, just turn around and go away. At that thought the front door opened. In the doorway stood a blonde woman, around her forties. Spike guessed it was Buffy's mum.
"Hello! You must be Mrs. Summers, I'm Spike. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Joyce smiled at the young man. He obviously was much more gallant than Angel and much more interesting than Riley could even imagine.
"Thank you. Please come in." Joyce said and stepped back so Spike could enter. She gave him a smile and then asked. "So tell me please, dear, were your parents drunk when they give you a name like 'Spike'?" Spike chuckled and then grinned at Joyce.
"My real name is William, if you prefer it better, let it be. But tell me Mrs. Summers-"
"Please call me Joyce." She interrupted. Spike smiled and continued.
"So tell me, please, Joyce were you drunk when you named Buffy?" He asked, grin still on his face. Joyce started to laugh.
"No, I named my baby a normal name, but her friends thought that Elizabeth is too, let me quote 'Too old name for such a young girl', so they started to call her Buffy. But now let me call her." She said and turned her head to stairs. "Buffy, William is here to pick you up!"
"Well let me say Joyce, I think Elizabeth is a marvelous name for such a beautiful woman." Joyce smiled, she already liked this man more then any other who ever dated (or just wanted to date) her daughter.
Buffy's mum was a nice lady; Spike could tell where Buffy got her looks and temper. He heard footsteps and looked up the stairs. There she was: in a black skirt and white blouse, her blonde locks fell over her shoulder, a smile on her face. Spike was sure he never saw such a beauty in all his life.
Buffy felt his stare on her. She smiled even more. "I'm ready to go." She said passing her hand to Spike's direction. He took it and smiled.
"When will you be home, honey?" Joyce asked.
"Not late, not early." Buffy answered as Spike helped her get into her black leather jacket. "Don't worry mom, I see in the dark anyway." She smiled and opened doors.
"Good night, Joyce. Don't worry I'll take care of her." He said letting Buffy outside.
"I believe you will." Joyce whispered when both young people left her house.
"They match, don't you think?" Dawn asked as she stood beside her mother.
"Yes, that they do." Joyce answered and both women went into the living room.
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A/N: I'll try to put next chappie tomorrow, so keep in touch and leave reviews :) Kisses, Ally.