Forever Hunters
Devil May Cry/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Dante gets called by Giles to Sunnydale to train Buffy in order to highend up her skills. Unknown to the Buffy gang though is Dante's true being and the new danger both of them will face.
Chapter 9: The jacket, Part 3
Dawn slendered dreamingly through the quiet rooms of her home. It was a mess here. Two empty whiskey bottles, a sleeping Willow on the couch, Chips all over and so on. She went to the kitchen and got some cocoa powder from the kitchen cupboard. As she poured the milk over the powder in her mug, she thought about Buffy and how she and Dante brought her home after that eventful day. She should thank her somehow even though she was cruel sometimes. Their mother was gone and she was the only family left. And Dante, well he was still her...most special friend. So she grabbed two more mugs and filled them with cappuchino powder. She smiled as the hot water poured over the two mugs turning the powder into sweet milky substance. She then grabbed the three mugs, while zipping on her own, and walked up the stairs to Buffy's room. She tried to open the door but it seemed locked.
"Buffy, Buffy..."
Well, it seemed that she was still in her slumber. She put down the mugs, went to the master bathroom and came back with the masterkey of the house. "Ha, think that is so easy to lock yourself in," she thought as she unlocked the door. She then took the three mugs and opened the door.
"Buffy, hey wake up! I made you some Cappu...."
Her eyes widened as she saw the bed and the figures sleeping in it. She dropped the mugs and ran downstairs crying.
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"Ughhhh..."
Buffy fought against her sleepiness as she tried to rub her eyes open. The sound of broken glass brought her from the dream world.
"uh... Who...?"
She had noticed someone running from the room. But the light blinded the sight so she could not identify the person. She sat up. She felt more cold than normally, and nude. She took a look under the blanket. Her eyes widened in shock.
"OK...It might be that it was too hot."
She noticed bumps on the other side of the bed. Her cheeks went deeply red and the first sweat drops appeared on her skin. She took her shaking hand and slowly removed the blanket. White hair, mysterious caucasian face, well build features...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."
Dante rolled on the side.
"Man, like more sleep please..."
Buffy pushed him with her feet on the floor. She could hear how he hit the floor hard.
"Dammit why can't I get some sleep?"
He stood up to face his surprising alarm clock with feet. He stood there stoned as he saw the slayer hiding under the blankets. He looked at her a few seconds until he could check himself out. He was split naked revealing everything. He quickly grabbed a pillow to hide his manhood. Then he stared at her again before they both understood what has been going on.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."
"Buffy, what is going on? Dawn's down again crying and the house is a complete me... OH MY GOD!!!"
Willow appeared on the doorstep. She was still in her clothes from yesterday and her hair was sticking out in every direction. She was stoned, mouth open, wide eyes and another broken mug with cappuchino.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."
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"Dawn, Dawn please listen to me, Dawn..."
Buffy hammered again on Dawn's door like crazy. She locked herself in there more than 2 hours now crying her heart out.
"Dawn, Dawn please... It's not what you think..."
She heard a quiet "Shut Up" under the sobbing coming out of the room. Well, the "It's not what you think" line did not help to solve the situation after all. It just made it worse. Hell, she was split naked and slept in the same bed as Dante. What else could have happend. Buffy realized that denying the truth would not help to defuse the human waterfall. She tried to explain the events that let to the present.
"OK, OK Dawn, let's face it! I did ...uhmmm... sleep with him. But I was drunk and stupid as always! Come on. I know you like him but ...."
Dante walked by her fully clothed. He tried to keep his distance from her. Man, he just slept with his worst nightmare, even though she was hot. He did not notice though that Buffy's eyes were locked on him and they expressed even more lust than before that fateful night. As Dante disappeared from the stairs, Buffy went back to explain the situation.
"... you know but he is more right for me you know... His love only belongs to me..."
The sobbing continued.
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Dante went to the kitchen and grabbed another bottle of whiskey from the kitchen fridge. He started to dump the light brown liquid down in him as Anya and Willow entered the kitchen. Willow snatched the bottle from him under his protests and Anya pushed him on the sofa. Dante, still under the influence of the fresh alcohol, tried to listen to the girls as they interrogate him.
"OK now Dante we want to talk to you about whatever happend back there that night.."
Dante grunted.
"So you wanna read my rights now?"
Anya intervened.
"Not exactly. Basically whatever you have done in there was bad and stupid because..."
"Man, woman! She raped me in there. I know this sounds weird but this is the truth."
"Yeah, whatever... Anyways I mean that you shouldn't have done this anyways. Nor even tried or thought or anything. I mean I could have give it to you better than her...."
Dante's eyes opened wide. This could not just be a bad dream.
"What did you just say?"
Anya continued.
"Yeah I mean she is good but not as good as me!"
"I need to get out. Some fresh air would help."
Dante rushed out of the house as fast as he could. Both Anya and Willow stared at him as he left with a dreamy look.
"He is sooo cute when he is shy..."
"Will you are so right, something I would never admit... by the way what did they do again?"
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"As with my heart, that you have taken with you. I will always... Argg damn"
Spike was in his basement room praticing heart-melting lines, though unsuccessfully. He still believed that this method was a waste of time but what the hell could he loose anyways. Well apart from his coolness, he would make a complete clown of himself. He cleared his throat and tried his lines again as Dante stumbled into his room. He was sweating, trying to reach for air. Spike chuckled.
"Hey, you just ran the marathon around the world or what?"
Dante locked the door behind him.
"Man you gotta help me. There is something going on here. Whole female population is after my ass."
Spike listened carefully at the screams and shouts outside of the house. A swarm of voices, all female, were screaming "Come out here hot white hair boy" or "Make big momma happy". Spike was laughing.
"Man you really got a problem here."
Xander suddenly entered the basement out of the dark. Spike stared at him like at his prey.
"Hell, I thought that you would do that entry later on."
"Man, I finally got this thing working. I had to continue. Its just like a drug. That poem sucked by the way. And, what do all the girls want outside my house? I have never seen a crowd like that since my ... well you know what I mean."
BANG
The guys turned their heads towards the staircase up to the door. Loud noises of feet stomping and voices of teenie girls swapped through the empty house. The sounds came in closer and closer. They could hear the girls chatting about some hot guy hiding in that house.
"Hey, maybe in here?"
Xander took some steps backwards.
"I REALLY don't like this!"
The door opened and girls stormed into the basement all crying out loud:"There he is!" or "He's mine!"
Spike stared at the crowd stumbling into his fresh basement.
"Dante, you are not lovesick aren't ya?"
"Man, no! But right now we should focus on the situation and get the hell outta here!"
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"Guys, hey guys! Have you seen Dawn?"
Buffy slendered down the hallway into the living room. She had talken a nap after trying for hours to get into Dawn's room. She was still sleepy though from her little escape into the dream world. Willow and Anya meanwhile were still talking about the man of their lives. They did not seem to notice her at first. She shook Willow's shoulder.
"Hey, Will? Where is Dawn?"
Willow turned around to give an annoyed look at Buffy.
"Buffy, we are kinda busy here!"
"What are you guys gossiping anyways?"
Anya sat up a bit.
"Well, Willow tried to explain the wonders of a love poem added with a little love spell. I still think that it is the silliest excuse to use black magic for love!"
"well, Anya I still think it is more effective than to please him with stolen money from a bank!"
Buffy was confused.
"OK, Exactly whom are we talking about?"
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"Run, Xander, Run!"
The three musketeers appeared around a corner, behind them the biggest swarm of sex-crazed women since Xander's love-spell incident.
"I didn't want this, I didn't want this!..."
Xander was slowing down. His breathing became heavyer with every step. They have run at least three kilometers already without any specific goal to reach. Spike and Dante stepped back to help Xander on his feet. Xander took a look behind him.
"They are gaining on us!"
Spike grunted.
"Yeah, all because of you!"
Dante was getting hot, so he fastend the his jacket on his hips while he helped carring Xander's right arm. Xander tried to answer to Spike's comment.
"Oh, yeah.... just huff.. huff... remember who you're living with....Who are they after anyway. huff huff... I heard them talking about a hot white hair boy?"
Spike almost stopped running hearing this.
"No, no way I am completly clean. I have done nothing! Nothing you hear!"
Dante waved at the two.
"In here NOW!"
Dante busted a door to a garage open and pulled the other two guys in, immediatly closing the door behind him. The sound of the swarm ran past them like the sirens of a cop or emergency car. All three of them breathed greedily for air.
"Well I have brown hair.... huff...huff, vampire grandpa. I means that they.... huff are actually huff... huff after one of you two."
Xander pointed at Dante and Spike while lifting his head up high. His need for the 21% oxygen had priority. Dante and Spike were looking at each other questioning Xander's theory. Dante released the jacket from his hips and hung it on one of the crates.
"Probably, but I don't to expose myself just to see if you were right. We need to get to that witch, so she could show us who's the real target of us three!"
"TWO"
Xander wanted to stay in his theory. Spike looked around in the garage.
"Hey I think I got our ride."
He pulled back the covers to reveal an old-school raven-black Harley. Spike took seat on the bike and tried to short-circut the starter.
"Hey one of you lousy bastards try to find the garage door switch."
That wasn't necessary though as the door opened by itself, but also revealing the female swarm of doom. All three of them stared at the flesh thirsty swarm, without any knowledge of what to do against this kind of problem. The swarm though did not move an inch from their position. After a while of staring a girl talked to the three men.
"Hey, you have seen a hot guy with white hair and a jeans jacket around here?"
Spike and Xander turned to Dante. Xander whispered, trying to avoid the "Scream" effect.
"Are they blind or something?"
"Don't know. Don't WANT to know!"
"Well at least we know who's affected! But why aren't they storming you?"
"As I told you, don't know, don't WANT to know!"
But Xander's thirst for the truth wasn't quinched. Jeans Jacket, hmm.... Suddenly he grabbed the jacket and put it on himself. At the same time, the swarm recognized the man of their dreams again.
"Its him with the brown hair. Get him!!!!"
Spike took the time to figure out how to short-circut the bike. The engines fired up as the swarm recognized their new target.
"Guys I am good, its the jacket! Lets get outta here!"
He handed the jacket back to Dante.
"I am not wearing this anymore."
"Its yours I don't want to take credit again for another misguided love-spell."
Spike was annoyed. How could they think of something else than not to escape.
"Kids, we can talk about this later. but we need to get outta here NOW."
All three jumped on the bike and drove out of the garage leaving dust and swarm behind them.
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"Dawn, Dawn....why"
She drove on through the night following the train tracks. It took some time to get Willow to locate her AND to knock her and Anya unconcious before they could do their "love" deeds". She kept looking on the side hoping to find the lying Dawn on the tracks. Though she could not get her thoughts off Dante since that small accident. It was her biggest emotional war yet, Dante or Dawn. The good times till death shall seperate us or Dawn living. hmmmmm. She shook her head. Its about a living person now who's willing to kill herself for love. All she wanted now was her safety not Dante. Love sucks. She could hear the train already.
"Oh my god, Dawn!"
She speeded up still keeping her eyes on the tracks.
"Dawn, there you are."
She spotted her lying on the tracks as she had seen in Willow's spell. She drove off the street and stopped the car a couple of meters before the tracks. The train was already gaining on Dawn's position. Soon it would trisect Dawn in an instant. Buffy had to hurry. She got out and sprinted to her sister. Dawn had already closed her eyes since the train was coming. She started to count the end of her life. 4. 3. 2. 1. But instead of losing her body parts, she felt if she was flying, only to land on the hard ground again. Buffy was fast enough to grab her and throw her away from the train. She herself hit the ground besides her. Both of them reached for air as the train went by, happy (Buffy) and sorry (Dawn) that it is over. They wrapped themselves up after the last wagon went past them to interrogate themselves. Buffy started her questions.
"What were you doing? I mean, what is this?"
"It doesn't matter."
"This is the plan? You're gonna steal uhmm gain his love by being trisected?!"
"What am I—gonna compete with you? You're older and hotter and have sex that's rough and kill people. I don't have any of that stuff. But if I did this then his whole life he'd know there was someone that loved him so much they'd give up their life."
"Dawn..."
"And it would be true forever."
"No guy is worth your life—not ever."
"Dante is. And don't say he isn't. Look what you were willing to do."
"Dawn, I would give him to you in a second if I could. That's how much you're scaring me."
Buffy started to cry.
"But I—I thought you..."
"Nah. Well, yeah. My God, that guy is.... Let's not complicate this. Sorry. I think I might be under a spell here.
"I hear ya."
"Let's go home."
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"That, my friends, is the smell of sweet, sweet, victory."
Xander sipped on his beer bottle. He wanted to feel something else than the smell of burning cotton. The guys escaped town and started a campfire outside. They got the beer from an empty store which belonged to a woman. Nobody is going to miss it anyway.
"And all for that stupid jacket."
"Hey if it weren't for that stupid jacket we would not be here have the ol' guys only camping."
"Don't get any funny ideas!"
Dante finised his beer bottle and threw it in the crate. It was his forth one now. The other two guys were staring at him. Spike knocked on his shoulder.
"Hey, you're on a rush?"
"I'm just glad that this is over."
"You felt the same thing right now after I was finish with my spell. Complete happiness, enlightment and all the other stuff that makes you feel good. Excluding sex."
"Yeah..."
Dante poked out the cap.
"Cheers..."
All three hit the bottles together.
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Dante entered the Summer's manor. The house was dark, dirty and the table was full of empty ice-cream boxes. Everyone left for the bed. He might as well do that too. He was about to go upstairs as a voice from the couch stopped him.
"It was a love spell, wasn't it?"
Dante didn't move.
"Yeah, it was the jacket. R.J. probably put it on after he stole it. We take care of him tommorow."
"We did that already."
The figure stood up to reveal Buffy. Her hair was messed up and her shirt was full of ice-cream. They might had an ice-cream war during his absence. It was a rough day for everyone. She stood in front of him, face to face. Both of them didn't know where to begin.
"I..."
They said it at the same time. Both of them released a small smile until Dante started.
"You first."
"Ok, I talked to the Willow and Dawn. They will keep it secret. It was all just an accident. I mean I was under a love-spell... and drunk."
"That's good, that's good."
"Do the guys know?"
"Nah, not worth mentioning."
"Yeah... Keep it that way."
"How's Dawn taking it?"
"I let her some space to think but she knows its just a love-spell."
"Yeah, just a love spell..."
They stood there for a while just looking at each other. There was so much more to say but sleep and tiredness was overcoming them both.
"Lets get some sleep OK. Tommorow is another day."
"OK."
They both walked to the stairs as they remembered what they have done last night. Both stopped and laughed silently again. Dante waved with his head.
"You go up first. You look like hell."
"You too but, OK."
Without looking back Buffy climbed the stairs to her room. Forgetting this would be a hard job. Dante stood there a few minutes. He looked back at the mess in the living room.
"What the hell..."
And he too climbed the stairs.
Devil May Cry/Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Dante gets called by Giles to Sunnydale to train Buffy in order to highend up her skills. Unknown to the Buffy gang though is Dante's true being and the new danger both of them will face.
Chapter 9: The jacket, Part 3
Dawn slendered dreamingly through the quiet rooms of her home. It was a mess here. Two empty whiskey bottles, a sleeping Willow on the couch, Chips all over and so on. She went to the kitchen and got some cocoa powder from the kitchen cupboard. As she poured the milk over the powder in her mug, she thought about Buffy and how she and Dante brought her home after that eventful day. She should thank her somehow even though she was cruel sometimes. Their mother was gone and she was the only family left. And Dante, well he was still her...most special friend. So she grabbed two more mugs and filled them with cappuchino powder. She smiled as the hot water poured over the two mugs turning the powder into sweet milky substance. She then grabbed the three mugs, while zipping on her own, and walked up the stairs to Buffy's room. She tried to open the door but it seemed locked.
"Buffy, Buffy..."
Well, it seemed that she was still in her slumber. She put down the mugs, went to the master bathroom and came back with the masterkey of the house. "Ha, think that is so easy to lock yourself in," she thought as she unlocked the door. She then took the three mugs and opened the door.
"Buffy, hey wake up! I made you some Cappu...."
Her eyes widened as she saw the bed and the figures sleeping in it. She dropped the mugs and ran downstairs crying.
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"Ughhhh..."
Buffy fought against her sleepiness as she tried to rub her eyes open. The sound of broken glass brought her from the dream world.
"uh... Who...?"
She had noticed someone running from the room. But the light blinded the sight so she could not identify the person. She sat up. She felt more cold than normally, and nude. She took a look under the blanket. Her eyes widened in shock.
"OK...It might be that it was too hot."
She noticed bumps on the other side of the bed. Her cheeks went deeply red and the first sweat drops appeared on her skin. She took her shaking hand and slowly removed the blanket. White hair, mysterious caucasian face, well build features...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."
Dante rolled on the side.
"Man, like more sleep please..."
Buffy pushed him with her feet on the floor. She could hear how he hit the floor hard.
"Dammit why can't I get some sleep?"
He stood up to face his surprising alarm clock with feet. He stood there stoned as he saw the slayer hiding under the blankets. He looked at her a few seconds until he could check himself out. He was split naked revealing everything. He quickly grabbed a pillow to hide his manhood. Then he stared at her again before they both understood what has been going on.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."
"Buffy, what is going on? Dawn's down again crying and the house is a complete me... OH MY GOD!!!"
Willow appeared on the doorstep. She was still in her clothes from yesterday and her hair was sticking out in every direction. She was stoned, mouth open, wide eyes and another broken mug with cappuchino.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."
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"Dawn, Dawn please listen to me, Dawn..."
Buffy hammered again on Dawn's door like crazy. She locked herself in there more than 2 hours now crying her heart out.
"Dawn, Dawn please... It's not what you think..."
She heard a quiet "Shut Up" under the sobbing coming out of the room. Well, the "It's not what you think" line did not help to solve the situation after all. It just made it worse. Hell, she was split naked and slept in the same bed as Dante. What else could have happend. Buffy realized that denying the truth would not help to defuse the human waterfall. She tried to explain the events that let to the present.
"OK, OK Dawn, let's face it! I did ...uhmmm... sleep with him. But I was drunk and stupid as always! Come on. I know you like him but ...."
Dante walked by her fully clothed. He tried to keep his distance from her. Man, he just slept with his worst nightmare, even though she was hot. He did not notice though that Buffy's eyes were locked on him and they expressed even more lust than before that fateful night. As Dante disappeared from the stairs, Buffy went back to explain the situation.
"... you know but he is more right for me you know... His love only belongs to me..."
The sobbing continued.
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Dante went to the kitchen and grabbed another bottle of whiskey from the kitchen fridge. He started to dump the light brown liquid down in him as Anya and Willow entered the kitchen. Willow snatched the bottle from him under his protests and Anya pushed him on the sofa. Dante, still under the influence of the fresh alcohol, tried to listen to the girls as they interrogate him.
"OK now Dante we want to talk to you about whatever happend back there that night.."
Dante grunted.
"So you wanna read my rights now?"
Anya intervened.
"Not exactly. Basically whatever you have done in there was bad and stupid because..."
"Man, woman! She raped me in there. I know this sounds weird but this is the truth."
"Yeah, whatever... Anyways I mean that you shouldn't have done this anyways. Nor even tried or thought or anything. I mean I could have give it to you better than her...."
Dante's eyes opened wide. This could not just be a bad dream.
"What did you just say?"
Anya continued.
"Yeah I mean she is good but not as good as me!"
"I need to get out. Some fresh air would help."
Dante rushed out of the house as fast as he could. Both Anya and Willow stared at him as he left with a dreamy look.
"He is sooo cute when he is shy..."
"Will you are so right, something I would never admit... by the way what did they do again?"
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"As with my heart, that you have taken with you. I will always... Argg damn"
Spike was in his basement room praticing heart-melting lines, though unsuccessfully. He still believed that this method was a waste of time but what the hell could he loose anyways. Well apart from his coolness, he would make a complete clown of himself. He cleared his throat and tried his lines again as Dante stumbled into his room. He was sweating, trying to reach for air. Spike chuckled.
"Hey, you just ran the marathon around the world or what?"
Dante locked the door behind him.
"Man you gotta help me. There is something going on here. Whole female population is after my ass."
Spike listened carefully at the screams and shouts outside of the house. A swarm of voices, all female, were screaming "Come out here hot white hair boy" or "Make big momma happy". Spike was laughing.
"Man you really got a problem here."
Xander suddenly entered the basement out of the dark. Spike stared at him like at his prey.
"Hell, I thought that you would do that entry later on."
"Man, I finally got this thing working. I had to continue. Its just like a drug. That poem sucked by the way. And, what do all the girls want outside my house? I have never seen a crowd like that since my ... well you know what I mean."
BANG
The guys turned their heads towards the staircase up to the door. Loud noises of feet stomping and voices of teenie girls swapped through the empty house. The sounds came in closer and closer. They could hear the girls chatting about some hot guy hiding in that house.
"Hey, maybe in here?"
Xander took some steps backwards.
"I REALLY don't like this!"
The door opened and girls stormed into the basement all crying out loud:"There he is!" or "He's mine!"
Spike stared at the crowd stumbling into his fresh basement.
"Dante, you are not lovesick aren't ya?"
"Man, no! But right now we should focus on the situation and get the hell outta here!"
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"Guys, hey guys! Have you seen Dawn?"
Buffy slendered down the hallway into the living room. She had talken a nap after trying for hours to get into Dawn's room. She was still sleepy though from her little escape into the dream world. Willow and Anya meanwhile were still talking about the man of their lives. They did not seem to notice her at first. She shook Willow's shoulder.
"Hey, Will? Where is Dawn?"
Willow turned around to give an annoyed look at Buffy.
"Buffy, we are kinda busy here!"
"What are you guys gossiping anyways?"
Anya sat up a bit.
"Well, Willow tried to explain the wonders of a love poem added with a little love spell. I still think that it is the silliest excuse to use black magic for love!"
"well, Anya I still think it is more effective than to please him with stolen money from a bank!"
Buffy was confused.
"OK, Exactly whom are we talking about?"
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"Run, Xander, Run!"
The three musketeers appeared around a corner, behind them the biggest swarm of sex-crazed women since Xander's love-spell incident.
"I didn't want this, I didn't want this!..."
Xander was slowing down. His breathing became heavyer with every step. They have run at least three kilometers already without any specific goal to reach. Spike and Dante stepped back to help Xander on his feet. Xander took a look behind him.
"They are gaining on us!"
Spike grunted.
"Yeah, all because of you!"
Dante was getting hot, so he fastend the his jacket on his hips while he helped carring Xander's right arm. Xander tried to answer to Spike's comment.
"Oh, yeah.... just huff.. huff... remember who you're living with....Who are they after anyway. huff huff... I heard them talking about a hot white hair boy?"
Spike almost stopped running hearing this.
"No, no way I am completly clean. I have done nothing! Nothing you hear!"
Dante waved at the two.
"In here NOW!"
Dante busted a door to a garage open and pulled the other two guys in, immediatly closing the door behind him. The sound of the swarm ran past them like the sirens of a cop or emergency car. All three of them breathed greedily for air.
"Well I have brown hair.... huff...huff, vampire grandpa. I means that they.... huff are actually huff... huff after one of you two."
Xander pointed at Dante and Spike while lifting his head up high. His need for the 21% oxygen had priority. Dante and Spike were looking at each other questioning Xander's theory. Dante released the jacket from his hips and hung it on one of the crates.
"Probably, but I don't to expose myself just to see if you were right. We need to get to that witch, so she could show us who's the real target of us three!"
"TWO"
Xander wanted to stay in his theory. Spike looked around in the garage.
"Hey I think I got our ride."
He pulled back the covers to reveal an old-school raven-black Harley. Spike took seat on the bike and tried to short-circut the starter.
"Hey one of you lousy bastards try to find the garage door switch."
That wasn't necessary though as the door opened by itself, but also revealing the female swarm of doom. All three of them stared at the flesh thirsty swarm, without any knowledge of what to do against this kind of problem. The swarm though did not move an inch from their position. After a while of staring a girl talked to the three men.
"Hey, you have seen a hot guy with white hair and a jeans jacket around here?"
Spike and Xander turned to Dante. Xander whispered, trying to avoid the "Scream" effect.
"Are they blind or something?"
"Don't know. Don't WANT to know!"
"Well at least we know who's affected! But why aren't they storming you?"
"As I told you, don't know, don't WANT to know!"
But Xander's thirst for the truth wasn't quinched. Jeans Jacket, hmm.... Suddenly he grabbed the jacket and put it on himself. At the same time, the swarm recognized the man of their dreams again.
"Its him with the brown hair. Get him!!!!"
Spike took the time to figure out how to short-circut the bike. The engines fired up as the swarm recognized their new target.
"Guys I am good, its the jacket! Lets get outta here!"
He handed the jacket back to Dante.
"I am not wearing this anymore."
"Its yours I don't want to take credit again for another misguided love-spell."
Spike was annoyed. How could they think of something else than not to escape.
"Kids, we can talk about this later. but we need to get outta here NOW."
All three jumped on the bike and drove out of the garage leaving dust and swarm behind them.
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"Dawn, Dawn....why"
She drove on through the night following the train tracks. It took some time to get Willow to locate her AND to knock her and Anya unconcious before they could do their "love" deeds". She kept looking on the side hoping to find the lying Dawn on the tracks. Though she could not get her thoughts off Dante since that small accident. It was her biggest emotional war yet, Dante or Dawn. The good times till death shall seperate us or Dawn living. hmmmmm. She shook her head. Its about a living person now who's willing to kill herself for love. All she wanted now was her safety not Dante. Love sucks. She could hear the train already.
"Oh my god, Dawn!"
She speeded up still keeping her eyes on the tracks.
"Dawn, there you are."
She spotted her lying on the tracks as she had seen in Willow's spell. She drove off the street and stopped the car a couple of meters before the tracks. The train was already gaining on Dawn's position. Soon it would trisect Dawn in an instant. Buffy had to hurry. She got out and sprinted to her sister. Dawn had already closed her eyes since the train was coming. She started to count the end of her life. 4. 3. 2. 1. But instead of losing her body parts, she felt if she was flying, only to land on the hard ground again. Buffy was fast enough to grab her and throw her away from the train. She herself hit the ground besides her. Both of them reached for air as the train went by, happy (Buffy) and sorry (Dawn) that it is over. They wrapped themselves up after the last wagon went past them to interrogate themselves. Buffy started her questions.
"What were you doing? I mean, what is this?"
"It doesn't matter."
"This is the plan? You're gonna steal uhmm gain his love by being trisected?!"
"What am I—gonna compete with you? You're older and hotter and have sex that's rough and kill people. I don't have any of that stuff. But if I did this then his whole life he'd know there was someone that loved him so much they'd give up their life."
"Dawn..."
"And it would be true forever."
"No guy is worth your life—not ever."
"Dante is. And don't say he isn't. Look what you were willing to do."
"Dawn, I would give him to you in a second if I could. That's how much you're scaring me."
Buffy started to cry.
"But I—I thought you..."
"Nah. Well, yeah. My God, that guy is.... Let's not complicate this. Sorry. I think I might be under a spell here.
"I hear ya."
"Let's go home."
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"That, my friends, is the smell of sweet, sweet, victory."
Xander sipped on his beer bottle. He wanted to feel something else than the smell of burning cotton. The guys escaped town and started a campfire outside. They got the beer from an empty store which belonged to a woman. Nobody is going to miss it anyway.
"And all for that stupid jacket."
"Hey if it weren't for that stupid jacket we would not be here have the ol' guys only camping."
"Don't get any funny ideas!"
Dante finised his beer bottle and threw it in the crate. It was his forth one now. The other two guys were staring at him. Spike knocked on his shoulder.
"Hey, you're on a rush?"
"I'm just glad that this is over."
"You felt the same thing right now after I was finish with my spell. Complete happiness, enlightment and all the other stuff that makes you feel good. Excluding sex."
"Yeah..."
Dante poked out the cap.
"Cheers..."
All three hit the bottles together.
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Dante entered the Summer's manor. The house was dark, dirty and the table was full of empty ice-cream boxes. Everyone left for the bed. He might as well do that too. He was about to go upstairs as a voice from the couch stopped him.
"It was a love spell, wasn't it?"
Dante didn't move.
"Yeah, it was the jacket. R.J. probably put it on after he stole it. We take care of him tommorow."
"We did that already."
The figure stood up to reveal Buffy. Her hair was messed up and her shirt was full of ice-cream. They might had an ice-cream war during his absence. It was a rough day for everyone. She stood in front of him, face to face. Both of them didn't know where to begin.
"I..."
They said it at the same time. Both of them released a small smile until Dante started.
"You first."
"Ok, I talked to the Willow and Dawn. They will keep it secret. It was all just an accident. I mean I was under a love-spell... and drunk."
"That's good, that's good."
"Do the guys know?"
"Nah, not worth mentioning."
"Yeah... Keep it that way."
"How's Dawn taking it?"
"I let her some space to think but she knows its just a love-spell."
"Yeah, just a love spell..."
They stood there for a while just looking at each other. There was so much more to say but sleep and tiredness was overcoming them both.
"Lets get some sleep OK. Tommorow is another day."
"OK."
They both walked to the stairs as they remembered what they have done last night. Both stopped and laughed silently again. Dante waved with his head.
"You go up first. You look like hell."
"You too but, OK."
Without looking back Buffy climbed the stairs to her room. Forgetting this would be a hard job. Dante stood there a few minutes. He looked back at the mess in the living room.
"What the hell..."
And he too climbed the stairs.