Disclaimer: Oh how I wish I owned Spike -sigh- Honestly, why can't a girl
be that lucky? As always, I don't own squat.
A/N: Alright, I hope this is a good chapter I'm not too sure about it myself but hey, what else is new? Lets see, I hope everyone gets what I'm doing and the plot has changed a little but I'm not going to give away anything because that ruins the fun in things. So enjoy and hit the nifty review button please.
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Buffy sighed as she walked into her room. It was almost midnight and she was dead tired but she still had so much she had to do. So much she wanted to see. But it was so late. With a determined sigh, Buffy shook her head and rubbed at the base of her neck. Grabbing her bag by the side of her bed she opened her window and carefully put it down outside on the roof. Slowly she made her way out of the room and closed the window till it was only a crack open. Putting the bag across her shoulder Buffy made her way down the tree. Hopping down she wiped her hands off and smiled as she looked inside to see her parents reading in their study. They always did that sort of thing. Quietly she walked down the driveway and down the street towards the cemeteries. Opening the gate to the cemetery she sighed as she let it close quietly behind her. Normally people came around but tonight it seemed unusually quiet. Shrugging it off she carefully stepped around the tombstones into a clearing. With a smile she put her bag down and pulled out a blanket. Two of them. Putting one down she wrapped the other one around her and looked up towards the stars. A smile planted on her face as she gazed up towards the twinkling lights above her. They seemed so far away yet so close. Hearing a rustle in the trees Buffy looked around. She grabbed ahold of her flashlight and looked around, seeing nothing. Suddenly, she was grabbed from behind.
"Gotcha!" Buffy screamed out as Spike laughed as he pulled away. It wasn't until he saw the pure look of terror on his face that he really felt bad and just stopped laughing. "Whoa now, calm down. It's alright, Buffy, it's just me. It's just me." Spike sank to his knees beside her as she began to slowly regain a normal breathing pattern.
"Don't. Ever. Do. That. Again." She said, breathing with each pause. Spike nodded,
"Alright, alright, no need to freak out on me luv, now just breathe. Slowly. That's it. One after another. That's right, take it slow."
"Don't patronize me!" Buffy exclaimed.
"I'm not! Just calm down! Bloody hell!" Spike yelled as Buffy went to hit him when he tried to wrap an arm around her. "What the hell is wrong with you bloody women? You fly off the handle at the tiniest thing. Now I definitely know why I'm never getting married!" Spike said. Buffy turned and looked towards him.
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh! Now you're up for civil conversation! Well you can forget it missy! I try and help you out and you lung at me? Lord! And they thought Drusilla was crazy! Let me tell you something, at least she could understand a practical joke!" Spike leaned on a tombstone and rolled his eyes. Taking a pack of cigarettes out he took one out and put it in his mouth, letting it drape down while he patted at his pockets to find his lighter. Buffy frowned when he lit it.
"You know, those things are going to kill you."
"Yeah well I figure we've all gotta go some time. Why not make the best of it eh?" Spike smirked as he took a long drag of his cigarette. Slowly he exhaled and looked towards Buffy who didn't seem in her normal happy mood. He sighed, "Look, luv. No hard feelings eh? I just saw you out here and it's past midnight and I just couldn't let the moment pass up." Buffy scoffed and looked towards him.
"You know that's just something I'd expect from you because you can be so, so, well I can't think of a word but I know you're that."
"Well you could obviously go with charming, unbelievably sexy or even my personal favorite, absolutely perfect." Buffy smiled and shook her head.
"Nobody's perfect Spike."
"Oh really? You seem to think might high of yourself then. Because the way I see it," he took another drag, "You think you're better than everyone. So please, spare the lecture and give it to someone who actually cares." Spike said. Buffy sighed and shook her head.
"I'll never get you Spike. But," She smiled, "Number three is done." Spike's eyebrow rose.
"Number three of what?" He asked.
"My list of things I want to do before I die. Number three is befriending someone you normally wouldn't. I mean normally I wouldn't be friends with you but, I'm definitely going to try."
"Oh so now I'm just something on your stupid list? Great Buffy, thanks. Because you know it's my life ambition to befriend someone who only becomes a friend with you because of a list." Spike spat back.
"Spike, that's not what I meant." He crushed the cigarette.
"Yeah sure luv, look, do me a favor and save it. What the hell are you doing out here anyway?" Buffy sighed and smiled slowly, shaking her head she looked up towards the stars.
"Dreaming."
"Dreaming? Of what?"
"Of what's out there. I mean its not every night that you can look up and actually see all the wonders that have been created. It makes you think you can do anything. And you know you can. Look at them Spike, all the stars, they're high up there and yet so reachable."
"Luv, you can't reach the stars."
"That's what you think." Buffy replied. She smirked and stood up, the blanket still wrapped around her petite body. "I'm going to touch the stars and I'm going to make them soar, you'll see." Looking towards him she took the blanket from around her shoulders and handed it to him, "You need this more than I do. Just return it till you figure out that you can reach the stars."
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Spike groaned. He had his Algebra class in less than fifteen minutes and his homework was sitting on his desk at home. There was no way he was going to be able to turn it in late. Rounding the corner he began thinking of excuses on why he'd miss class that day. With a roll of his eyes he figured he couldn't think of one. 'Face up to what you didn't do.you blockhead.' Spike thought. Turning in the direction of his class he didn't see the familiar blonde head he'd seen the night before. Running into Buffy, her head collided with his chin.
"Ow." Buffy groaned, rubbing her head. Spike looked down to see Buffy, a sudden pain hit him in the chin.
"Bleedin' Christ Summers! Next time watch where you're going!" Spike exclaimed. Buffy sighed, and nodded.
"Yeah I know, I have a habit of looking at my feet when I walk. But I hope you can forgive me. I'm sorry Spike." She replied softly. Spike looked down towards Buffy once more and the anger he held slowly disappeared. How could he not forgive her? Cursing inside Spike shook his head.
"Nah, look, it's my fault luv. I was just pissed off cuz I forgot my algebra homework and its on my desk. I shouldn't be taking out anger on you." Buffy looked surprised.
"Wow, didn't think you had it in you."
"Yeah well there's a lot of things you don't know about me pet. A lot of things. Besides that, you never even hung out with me before so technically you don't even know me." Buffy smiled and shook her head.
"Quite the contrary Spike. I know you very well. You're William Giles, also known as Spike. You hang out with the likes of Angel O'Riley, Zach Montoya and Michael Jacobs. You had a girlfriend, though I haven't seen much of Drusilla and you don't eat lunch in the cafeteria because that is where all the rejects sit anyway." Spike smirked, then slowly began to laugh. Shaking his head he looked towards Buffy and adjusted his messenger bag on his shoulder.
"Well now, aren't you the observant one. I guess then I could say the same about you. I do know you quite well." Spike said, before Buffy could interrupt him he began, "You're Elizabeth Summers, also known as Buffy. You have exactly one friend maybe two from what I've seen at school anyway and that's little Willow Rosenburg. You attend church every Sunday and you're mom helps out with the little kids that have no one, which I must say is a good idea. Now, you're always taking things into the religious perspective and there hasn't been a time I have seen you cuss or even mention anything bad, not to say you couldn't.plus I haven't even seen you be a 'bad' girl so to speak, but then again.not to say you couldn't." Spike smirked seeing Buffy flustered was one thing he definitely wanted to see more of, "Am I getting warm luv?" Buffy swallowed and looked up towards Spike. This was exactly what she didn't want. She didn't want to be cornered but Spike was just so, so, unbelievably gorgeous. Why did he have to look to handsome all the time? And what was with that smirk. Did he actually have to walk around acting as if he was the top of the food chain? Well, he was, in a sense. Buffy shook her head. Concentrate. "Penny for your thoughts luv?" Spike said, interrupting her thoughts.
"Uh, um, we'd better get to Algebra." She quickly said. 'Better get to algebra? Stupid Buffy. Really stupid.' She thought. Spike looked at his watch.
"Guess you're right. But don't think we won't finish this conversation later." He laughed as he started walking with her towards the class. There was something about Buffy that interested him. He wanted to learn more from her, yet be the only one to teach her things. Shrugging Spike blew it off. There'd be time enough for that. Right now though, he had to deal with the devil. His algebra teacher.
"Now, when X equals Y plus six multiplied by two you simply take this equation and plug it in. You all should've done this on your homework so if you'll be so kind and turn that in." Mrs. Grey said in a high-pitched tone. Groans came from the classroom and Mrs. Grey grinned, she loved it when students were unprepared. Especially that bleached blonde kid in the back. What was his name? Oh yes, Willi-
"Mrs. Grey?" Buffy said softly as she raised her hand. "Mrs. Grey?"
"Yes Buffy?" Mrs. Grey replied as she smirked evilly towards those who were unprepared. Buffy Summers was the only one who ever came to class prepared and she adored the girl, simply adored her. There was nothing she wouldn't do for he-
"I forgot my homework Mrs. Grey. Well, in actuality, I didn't understand it so I was hoping I could ask you for a days extension." Buffy had never seen her teacher's eyes widen that much. Mrs. Grey looked as if she was about to have a heart attack. The young blonde woman got up from her seat and helped her teacher to her chair.
"You. You forgot your homework Miss Summers?"
"Yes Ma'am. I'm really sorry about this. I-I just, I didn't understand the material. I will understand if you don't want to give the extension but I just felt that since even I didn't understand the material that maybe you'd allow the class a day?" Buffy asked. She held her breath. What was she doing? Why was she suddenly lying? She knew damn well her homework was in her folder! That's when Buffy looked up towards the back of the class. Towards the familiar blue gaze of the person she had just befriended a couple days before. They were wide with shock.
"Of course Buffy, class can have a day extension we'll go over the material tomorrow. Be sure to read the pages of the chapter.
"Thank you Mrs. Grey." Buffy returned to her seat and refused to look back towards the back of the classroom. If she had, she would've seen a very grateful smile and she would've seen something in the blue gaze that would've scared her. The second class ended Buffy gathered her books and began walking out of the classroom. She was almost out the door when a strong hand clamped onto her arm. Turning around she saw Spike and almost let out a small laugh but she stopped herself from doing so.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did you do that Buffy? Why'd you lie?"
"I didn't lie. What makes you think I lied?" Spike raised the stapled pieces of paper. Buffy could've cursed out but didn't. It was her homework; it must've fallen out of her binder when she was walking so fast. She sighed. "Alright, so I lied. What about it?"
"Why did you do it Buffy? You had your homework done. Why'd you lie and get a day extension for everyone?"
"Because I wanted to alright? I felt that you deserved a break for once. God Spike, I- I just wanted you to know that I would be there for you I guess."
"But why lie? There was no reason to lie at all."
"Yes there was. I mean you had your homework at home and well, for once I figured that everyone needed a break from Mrs. Grey. She can be really mean." Spike slowly smiled and shook his head.
"That she can. But the thing is Buffy, you're better than that. You're way better than that."
"Look, why can't I just have one time where I want to do something that I feel it right? Huh Spike? Why can't I just do something that I want?" Spike looked down and shook his head and looked back up to her while he pushed her into the other hall.
"Why? Because Buffy. People will start using you. People will start wanting you to lie for them about other things. They'll start wanting you to.to." Spike slowly stopped as he ran his fingers down Buffy's face lightly and as they inched closer together. Their lips met and their arms encircled one another.
A/N: Alright, I hope this is a good chapter I'm not too sure about it myself but hey, what else is new? Lets see, I hope everyone gets what I'm doing and the plot has changed a little but I'm not going to give away anything because that ruins the fun in things. So enjoy and hit the nifty review button please.
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Buffy sighed as she walked into her room. It was almost midnight and she was dead tired but she still had so much she had to do. So much she wanted to see. But it was so late. With a determined sigh, Buffy shook her head and rubbed at the base of her neck. Grabbing her bag by the side of her bed she opened her window and carefully put it down outside on the roof. Slowly she made her way out of the room and closed the window till it was only a crack open. Putting the bag across her shoulder Buffy made her way down the tree. Hopping down she wiped her hands off and smiled as she looked inside to see her parents reading in their study. They always did that sort of thing. Quietly she walked down the driveway and down the street towards the cemeteries. Opening the gate to the cemetery she sighed as she let it close quietly behind her. Normally people came around but tonight it seemed unusually quiet. Shrugging it off she carefully stepped around the tombstones into a clearing. With a smile she put her bag down and pulled out a blanket. Two of them. Putting one down she wrapped the other one around her and looked up towards the stars. A smile planted on her face as she gazed up towards the twinkling lights above her. They seemed so far away yet so close. Hearing a rustle in the trees Buffy looked around. She grabbed ahold of her flashlight and looked around, seeing nothing. Suddenly, she was grabbed from behind.
"Gotcha!" Buffy screamed out as Spike laughed as he pulled away. It wasn't until he saw the pure look of terror on his face that he really felt bad and just stopped laughing. "Whoa now, calm down. It's alright, Buffy, it's just me. It's just me." Spike sank to his knees beside her as she began to slowly regain a normal breathing pattern.
"Don't. Ever. Do. That. Again." She said, breathing with each pause. Spike nodded,
"Alright, alright, no need to freak out on me luv, now just breathe. Slowly. That's it. One after another. That's right, take it slow."
"Don't patronize me!" Buffy exclaimed.
"I'm not! Just calm down! Bloody hell!" Spike yelled as Buffy went to hit him when he tried to wrap an arm around her. "What the hell is wrong with you bloody women? You fly off the handle at the tiniest thing. Now I definitely know why I'm never getting married!" Spike said. Buffy turned and looked towards him.
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh! Now you're up for civil conversation! Well you can forget it missy! I try and help you out and you lung at me? Lord! And they thought Drusilla was crazy! Let me tell you something, at least she could understand a practical joke!" Spike leaned on a tombstone and rolled his eyes. Taking a pack of cigarettes out he took one out and put it in his mouth, letting it drape down while he patted at his pockets to find his lighter. Buffy frowned when he lit it.
"You know, those things are going to kill you."
"Yeah well I figure we've all gotta go some time. Why not make the best of it eh?" Spike smirked as he took a long drag of his cigarette. Slowly he exhaled and looked towards Buffy who didn't seem in her normal happy mood. He sighed, "Look, luv. No hard feelings eh? I just saw you out here and it's past midnight and I just couldn't let the moment pass up." Buffy scoffed and looked towards him.
"You know that's just something I'd expect from you because you can be so, so, well I can't think of a word but I know you're that."
"Well you could obviously go with charming, unbelievably sexy or even my personal favorite, absolutely perfect." Buffy smiled and shook her head.
"Nobody's perfect Spike."
"Oh really? You seem to think might high of yourself then. Because the way I see it," he took another drag, "You think you're better than everyone. So please, spare the lecture and give it to someone who actually cares." Spike said. Buffy sighed and shook her head.
"I'll never get you Spike. But," She smiled, "Number three is done." Spike's eyebrow rose.
"Number three of what?" He asked.
"My list of things I want to do before I die. Number three is befriending someone you normally wouldn't. I mean normally I wouldn't be friends with you but, I'm definitely going to try."
"Oh so now I'm just something on your stupid list? Great Buffy, thanks. Because you know it's my life ambition to befriend someone who only becomes a friend with you because of a list." Spike spat back.
"Spike, that's not what I meant." He crushed the cigarette.
"Yeah sure luv, look, do me a favor and save it. What the hell are you doing out here anyway?" Buffy sighed and smiled slowly, shaking her head she looked up towards the stars.
"Dreaming."
"Dreaming? Of what?"
"Of what's out there. I mean its not every night that you can look up and actually see all the wonders that have been created. It makes you think you can do anything. And you know you can. Look at them Spike, all the stars, they're high up there and yet so reachable."
"Luv, you can't reach the stars."
"That's what you think." Buffy replied. She smirked and stood up, the blanket still wrapped around her petite body. "I'm going to touch the stars and I'm going to make them soar, you'll see." Looking towards him she took the blanket from around her shoulders and handed it to him, "You need this more than I do. Just return it till you figure out that you can reach the stars."
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Spike groaned. He had his Algebra class in less than fifteen minutes and his homework was sitting on his desk at home. There was no way he was going to be able to turn it in late. Rounding the corner he began thinking of excuses on why he'd miss class that day. With a roll of his eyes he figured he couldn't think of one. 'Face up to what you didn't do.you blockhead.' Spike thought. Turning in the direction of his class he didn't see the familiar blonde head he'd seen the night before. Running into Buffy, her head collided with his chin.
"Ow." Buffy groaned, rubbing her head. Spike looked down to see Buffy, a sudden pain hit him in the chin.
"Bleedin' Christ Summers! Next time watch where you're going!" Spike exclaimed. Buffy sighed, and nodded.
"Yeah I know, I have a habit of looking at my feet when I walk. But I hope you can forgive me. I'm sorry Spike." She replied softly. Spike looked down towards Buffy once more and the anger he held slowly disappeared. How could he not forgive her? Cursing inside Spike shook his head.
"Nah, look, it's my fault luv. I was just pissed off cuz I forgot my algebra homework and its on my desk. I shouldn't be taking out anger on you." Buffy looked surprised.
"Wow, didn't think you had it in you."
"Yeah well there's a lot of things you don't know about me pet. A lot of things. Besides that, you never even hung out with me before so technically you don't even know me." Buffy smiled and shook her head.
"Quite the contrary Spike. I know you very well. You're William Giles, also known as Spike. You hang out with the likes of Angel O'Riley, Zach Montoya and Michael Jacobs. You had a girlfriend, though I haven't seen much of Drusilla and you don't eat lunch in the cafeteria because that is where all the rejects sit anyway." Spike smirked, then slowly began to laugh. Shaking his head he looked towards Buffy and adjusted his messenger bag on his shoulder.
"Well now, aren't you the observant one. I guess then I could say the same about you. I do know you quite well." Spike said, before Buffy could interrupt him he began, "You're Elizabeth Summers, also known as Buffy. You have exactly one friend maybe two from what I've seen at school anyway and that's little Willow Rosenburg. You attend church every Sunday and you're mom helps out with the little kids that have no one, which I must say is a good idea. Now, you're always taking things into the religious perspective and there hasn't been a time I have seen you cuss or even mention anything bad, not to say you couldn't.plus I haven't even seen you be a 'bad' girl so to speak, but then again.not to say you couldn't." Spike smirked seeing Buffy flustered was one thing he definitely wanted to see more of, "Am I getting warm luv?" Buffy swallowed and looked up towards Spike. This was exactly what she didn't want. She didn't want to be cornered but Spike was just so, so, unbelievably gorgeous. Why did he have to look to handsome all the time? And what was with that smirk. Did he actually have to walk around acting as if he was the top of the food chain? Well, he was, in a sense. Buffy shook her head. Concentrate. "Penny for your thoughts luv?" Spike said, interrupting her thoughts.
"Uh, um, we'd better get to Algebra." She quickly said. 'Better get to algebra? Stupid Buffy. Really stupid.' She thought. Spike looked at his watch.
"Guess you're right. But don't think we won't finish this conversation later." He laughed as he started walking with her towards the class. There was something about Buffy that interested him. He wanted to learn more from her, yet be the only one to teach her things. Shrugging Spike blew it off. There'd be time enough for that. Right now though, he had to deal with the devil. His algebra teacher.
"Now, when X equals Y plus six multiplied by two you simply take this equation and plug it in. You all should've done this on your homework so if you'll be so kind and turn that in." Mrs. Grey said in a high-pitched tone. Groans came from the classroom and Mrs. Grey grinned, she loved it when students were unprepared. Especially that bleached blonde kid in the back. What was his name? Oh yes, Willi-
"Mrs. Grey?" Buffy said softly as she raised her hand. "Mrs. Grey?"
"Yes Buffy?" Mrs. Grey replied as she smirked evilly towards those who were unprepared. Buffy Summers was the only one who ever came to class prepared and she adored the girl, simply adored her. There was nothing she wouldn't do for he-
"I forgot my homework Mrs. Grey. Well, in actuality, I didn't understand it so I was hoping I could ask you for a days extension." Buffy had never seen her teacher's eyes widen that much. Mrs. Grey looked as if she was about to have a heart attack. The young blonde woman got up from her seat and helped her teacher to her chair.
"You. You forgot your homework Miss Summers?"
"Yes Ma'am. I'm really sorry about this. I-I just, I didn't understand the material. I will understand if you don't want to give the extension but I just felt that since even I didn't understand the material that maybe you'd allow the class a day?" Buffy asked. She held her breath. What was she doing? Why was she suddenly lying? She knew damn well her homework was in her folder! That's when Buffy looked up towards the back of the class. Towards the familiar blue gaze of the person she had just befriended a couple days before. They were wide with shock.
"Of course Buffy, class can have a day extension we'll go over the material tomorrow. Be sure to read the pages of the chapter.
"Thank you Mrs. Grey." Buffy returned to her seat and refused to look back towards the back of the classroom. If she had, she would've seen a very grateful smile and she would've seen something in the blue gaze that would've scared her. The second class ended Buffy gathered her books and began walking out of the classroom. She was almost out the door when a strong hand clamped onto her arm. Turning around she saw Spike and almost let out a small laugh but she stopped herself from doing so.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did you do that Buffy? Why'd you lie?"
"I didn't lie. What makes you think I lied?" Spike raised the stapled pieces of paper. Buffy could've cursed out but didn't. It was her homework; it must've fallen out of her binder when she was walking so fast. She sighed. "Alright, so I lied. What about it?"
"Why did you do it Buffy? You had your homework done. Why'd you lie and get a day extension for everyone?"
"Because I wanted to alright? I felt that you deserved a break for once. God Spike, I- I just wanted you to know that I would be there for you I guess."
"But why lie? There was no reason to lie at all."
"Yes there was. I mean you had your homework at home and well, for once I figured that everyone needed a break from Mrs. Grey. She can be really mean." Spike slowly smiled and shook his head.
"That she can. But the thing is Buffy, you're better than that. You're way better than that."
"Look, why can't I just have one time where I want to do something that I feel it right? Huh Spike? Why can't I just do something that I want?" Spike looked down and shook his head and looked back up to her while he pushed her into the other hall.
"Why? Because Buffy. People will start using you. People will start wanting you to lie for them about other things. They'll start wanting you to.to." Spike slowly stopped as he ran his fingers down Buffy's face lightly and as they inched closer together. Their lips met and their arms encircled one another.
