AN: Set in S5, BUT No Tara. Sorry. And no Dawn, 'cause she annoys me if it is February. And the song is by Aqualung.
Summery: Willow loves Spike, Spike loves Buffy, Spike is gloriously oblivious to Willow's feelings for him.
Willow sat on her bed in her parents' house listening to the sound of the rainfall that fell outside of her window. She smiled, a bitter and sad half-smile that would wrench the heart of any being, had there been one to see it.
It had happened again. Yet another one of the males in her life had fallen for Buffy. The slayer, who Willow felt possessed everything she did not. Good looks, confidence, strength, the ability to meet someone new and have them hanging off her every word within the hour. And Spike's love. The one thing in all the world Willow wished above all else to have belonged to another, and instead of treasuring the heart Spike declared as hers, Buffy discarded it.
Lightning flashed outside, followed by the mighty boom of thunder. Out of habit, Willow counted the seconds in between. She had done that ever since she was a small child. I wish I could go back to that simpler time!> .
The radio was on. Willow chuckled as she recognized the song. Softly she sang with it, letting the melody wash over her.
"I've been
watching your world from afar
I've been
trying to be where you are
and I've been
secretly falling apart
I've seen
To me
your strange and your beautiful
you'd be
so perfect with me but you just
can't see
you turn every head but you don't
see me
I'll put a spell on you
You'll fall asleep
And I'll put a spell on you
And when I wake you
I'll be the first thing you see
and you'll realise that you love me
Yeah
Yeah
Sometimes
the last thing you want comes in first
Sometimes
the first things you want never come
And I know
that waiting is all you can do
Sometimes
I'll put a spell on you
You'll fall asleep
I'll put a spell on you
And when I wake you
I'll be the first thing you see
and you'll realise that you love me
I'll put a spell on you
You'll fall asleep
Cos I put a spell on you
And when I wake you
I'll be the first thing you see
and you'll realise that you love me"
Oh Spike, I know you'll never love me, but why her?>
Spike paced around his crypt, his radio playing in the background. Why won't she give us a chance? >. The thunder rolled outside. Spike recalled his mother telling him that thunder was someone dropping their potatoes in heaven. That explanation always puzzled him.
Buffy would be patrolling tonight. Perhaps she'd swing by the crypt, hurt from some attack, asking for Spike's help. He would care for her, and maybe, just maybe, she'd let him love her and love him back.
Wishful thinking. Worthless dreams. But Spike wouldn't give up. After all, he had all eternity to pursue the slayer. She'd weaken. Spike smiled at the thought.
A song came on the radio, one that seared his heart, and if he had one it would sear his soul too.
"I've been
watching your world from afar
I've been
trying to be where you are
and I've been
secretly falling apart
I've seen
To me
your strange and your beautiful
you'd be
so perfect with me but you just
can't see
you turn every head but you don't
see me..."
Give me a chance, Buffy>
