TITLE: 'Beginnings afoot
RATING: pg-13 for Spikes foul language ;)
SUMMARY: another chapter for Sympathy from a Vampire, although it's really more like a sequel
SPOILERS: Up to Dead Things
DISCLAIMER: It's not mine, I wish it was, but it isn't. Don't sue me, I have no money so you wouldn't want to!
FEEDBACK: is like mothers milk to me... don't hesitate to review please, especially if you have constructive criticism, advise and compliments
"Bloody bollocks!"
Spike was getting to be rather irritated.... he dropped his lighter in his anger nearly set fire to himself.
"Stupid bleeding fags, not even worth it...." he mumbled. But the cigarettes weren't the only things getting him down. He had been waiting for Buffy for over an hour outside The Bronze and she still hadn't shown her face.
/ 'Boyfriend' for just a week and already running into problems/
Spike had been over the moon after sorting out his relationship with Buffy, but he didn't really think it would last. They hadn't had sex since before all of this had started and he was becoming impatient. He understood that Buffy wanted to make it 'perfect' with her 'boyfriend' but a man had needs!
/ Not a man though am I? That's what she's trying to treat me as. Like another Angel/
"No bleeding way!!" he suddenly shouted.
/ God thing no ones here to see me, how the slayers got me in a right old mess once again/
He hadn't even called her slayer for a while. They had arranged to meet here for a sort of slay-date. He'd take her dancing and they'd keep a watch for vampires together whilst enjoying themselves.
/ If I thought for one second I was her substitute for Angel...../
But it was no good. He loved her too much. He was her slave.
He bent down to pick the lighter and on his return upward he came face to face with someone familiar.
"You ok?" it was her, not Buffy, but that chit from the other night,
/I only used her to make Buffy jealous, but she wasn't a total airhead.
"Hmmm?"
"Are you ok? You sounded a bit aggravated."
"Yeah.... fine.." the last thing he needed was Buffy to see him here with Senna. "I was just going."
Buffy ran through the cemetery. She hadn't meant to be late, she truly hadn't. She had been rather nervous. Spike had been getting a little twitchy lately and she wanted things to be just right.
/ Why do I have to work so hard just for a boyfriend!!/
"Oh shit!" she came face to face with two rather nasty looking vampires. Normally she'd have been excited to fight, what with Sunnydale being surprisingly vampire-free recently, but she was not dressed for the kill. Her strapped heels and black dress might cause her some problems. She reached for the stake in her bag and went into stance. "Look.... I have a date, and normally, this - " She pointed from them, to the stake and then to herself "would be great, but lets get it over with fast, ok?"
The larger vampire laughed "a little confident slayer! Sorry, we won't make your death quick. She rolled her eyes.
They were a bit of a challenged, but she got them sorted. Unfortunately the state of her hair was sacrificed for it. It didn't worry her too much, Spike wanted her, not her looks.
She commenced with her running after smoothing her dress down.
/ Oh damn! I really am going to be very very late./
She rounded the corner for The Bronze hearing voices.
".... was just going"
/Spike?!/
She slowed down and walked casually toward him and the other figure. "I hope not, since I'm here now."
RATING: pg-13 for Spikes foul language ;)
SUMMARY: another chapter for Sympathy from a Vampire, although it's really more like a sequel
SPOILERS: Up to Dead Things
DISCLAIMER: It's not mine, I wish it was, but it isn't. Don't sue me, I have no money so you wouldn't want to!
FEEDBACK: is like mothers milk to me... don't hesitate to review please, especially if you have constructive criticism, advise and compliments
"Bloody bollocks!"
Spike was getting to be rather irritated.... he dropped his lighter in his anger nearly set fire to himself.
"Stupid bleeding fags, not even worth it...." he mumbled. But the cigarettes weren't the only things getting him down. He had been waiting for Buffy for over an hour outside The Bronze and she still hadn't shown her face.
/ 'Boyfriend' for just a week and already running into problems/
Spike had been over the moon after sorting out his relationship with Buffy, but he didn't really think it would last. They hadn't had sex since before all of this had started and he was becoming impatient. He understood that Buffy wanted to make it 'perfect' with her 'boyfriend' but a man had needs!
/ Not a man though am I? That's what she's trying to treat me as. Like another Angel/
"No bleeding way!!" he suddenly shouted.
/ God thing no ones here to see me, how the slayers got me in a right old mess once again/
He hadn't even called her slayer for a while. They had arranged to meet here for a sort of slay-date. He'd take her dancing and they'd keep a watch for vampires together whilst enjoying themselves.
/ If I thought for one second I was her substitute for Angel...../
But it was no good. He loved her too much. He was her slave.
He bent down to pick the lighter and on his return upward he came face to face with someone familiar.
"You ok?" it was her, not Buffy, but that chit from the other night,
/I only used her to make Buffy jealous, but she wasn't a total airhead.
"Hmmm?"
"Are you ok? You sounded a bit aggravated."
"Yeah.... fine.." the last thing he needed was Buffy to see him here with Senna. "I was just going."
Buffy ran through the cemetery. She hadn't meant to be late, she truly hadn't. She had been rather nervous. Spike had been getting a little twitchy lately and she wanted things to be just right.
/ Why do I have to work so hard just for a boyfriend!!/
"Oh shit!" she came face to face with two rather nasty looking vampires. Normally she'd have been excited to fight, what with Sunnydale being surprisingly vampire-free recently, but she was not dressed for the kill. Her strapped heels and black dress might cause her some problems. She reached for the stake in her bag and went into stance. "Look.... I have a date, and normally, this - " She pointed from them, to the stake and then to herself "would be great, but lets get it over with fast, ok?"
The larger vampire laughed "a little confident slayer! Sorry, we won't make your death quick. She rolled her eyes.
They were a bit of a challenged, but she got them sorted. Unfortunately the state of her hair was sacrificed for it. It didn't worry her too much, Spike wanted her, not her looks.
She commenced with her running after smoothing her dress down.
/ Oh damn! I really am going to be very very late./
She rounded the corner for The Bronze hearing voices.
".... was just going"
/Spike?!/
She slowed down and walked casually toward him and the other figure. "I hope not, since I'm here now."